Picking and Choosing
Chapter 4
I killed the tape right after the two guys finished covering the tit
challenged blonde with two huge loads of hot cum. She looked like a glazed donut
and they continued to rub their dicks all around the mess on her face making
sure it got everywhere including her hair. Brain dead was in some kind of a
trance, her face as vacant as all that space in her head. I'll give her credit
for continuing to chew away at what used to be her sexy underwear. I wondered
what it tasted like by now? Maybe I'll ask her while I'm doing her asshole; it
might take her mind off that horse liniment packed up her shitter. I'll bet the
dumb cunt will think I'm being a gentleman when I roll that heavy walled rubber
on my cock before I squeeze tha fiery gunk up her asshole.
It looked like it was time for my speech that would seal the deal. I'd
been making this speech in my head for the last two years, but I never got a
chance to use it because I never met any broad who was as fucked up as Peggy the
pig fucker. I had decided that this would be her name from now on. Without
further ado I launched into my spiel, promising her fame and fortune if she
placed her trust, not to mention her ass into my hands.
"I'm about to offer you a choice that will change your miserable life if
you accept it. Take a look at yourself, here you are naked with your mouth
filled with your underwear, kneeling in the apartment of a guy you hardly know.
Take the deal I am going to offer you, and you'll be farting through silk within
six months. It will be real easy, I'll tell you what to do, and you'll do it. I
don't want you to think that you are going to become my girl friend, the
realationship is much bigger than that. Don't worry I'll be fucking you every
chance I get, trust me on that one. Look upon my role as your life manager or
better still, your mentor, guiding you to the path that will lead ultimately to
your happiness and a much improved sense of self-worth."
At this point I was almost gagging from the bullshit that was dripping
from my mouth. Peggy on the other hand had a dazed look on her kisser and
appeared to be hanging on every word. This was going to be a slam dunk.
"What I am going to initially provide is a dose of strict discipline
that will allow you to focus on those things necessary to achieve your goal. Let
me give you an example of the type of discipline regime you will be under.
Starting the moment you commit to this program you will be expected to "present"
yourself to me and my associates whenever you enter this apartment. As soon as
you cross the threshold, you will remove all your clothing in less than a
minute, and stack it neatly in the container that will be provided. You will
then squat with your hands behind your neck and spread your thighs to totally
expose your cunt to view. To make sure that this is the case, you will thrust it
in my directin for as long as it takes to make me nod my head. Failure to meet
the time requirements or properly perform the presentation movements will result
in you being gigged."
Peggy still had that vacant stare, and I wondered if she had nodded off
with her eyes open; people with her limited intellect were capable of doing
this. I bent down and took her heavy jugs in the palms of my hands and jiggled
them, checking for a reaction. Her face flushed and her nipples stiffened,
letting me know that I was still in control of the situation. I decided to press
my luck further by describing what constituted a gig and some of the gory
details associated with taking a gig or probably in her case, gigs.
"Let me talk to you about what a gig is. You may have heard the word
used to describe a job for a musician; this is not the only meaning of the word.
The gig I am talking about is the penalty you will pay for failing to follow the
rules that I have listed. During this weekend when you are not being grudge
fucked or punished in some other way for your betrayal of my trust by fucking
Ralph, you will have time to commit the rules to memory. From that point on
there can be no excuse for your failure to follow them."
All the time I was speaking, my hands were playing with her tits,
rolling the nipples between my thumb and forefinger, squeezing them for emphasis
and yanking the nipples when I reminded her of that little escapade with Ralph.
I could smell the cunt cream oozing from her cunt and wondered if it might stain
the carpet, then laughed because I would just make her suck it out of the
carpet, her ass in the air so I could ream it out while she did her chore. I
took a deep breath and went into the last portion of my spiel.
"A gig will get you the following punishment. You will receive one swat
across your fat ass with my wooden fraternity paddle. You will then take two of
the best from my strap right across those big sagging tits. Finally you will get
one swat with a special paddle designed and built for use on the cunt. It is so
powerful that the maker warned me that I should only use the paddle once evey
fifteen minutes. Failure to observe this recommendation is likely to cause the
type of swelling that will prevent the cunt from being fucked for a period of at
least twelve hours. I would like to see whether or not this warning is valid in
your case. It's likely we'll both find out sooner than later."
Peggy was really into things at this point. Her cunt was drooling pussy
cream, and there was a big stain forming between her spread thighs. I also noted
that those flabby thighs were beginning to shake from the strain of holding her
big body in that squat position.The perverted part of me decided that if she
toppled over or staightened up she would get her first gig. I decided to let her
in on some of my plans for her future.
"Your cunt is the key to your future. It will become a tremendous
money-making machine once your big body has been reshaped and toned. You will
never be like those slinky porn stars that make the huge bucks, but you will be
able to contend with those on the B-list. However unlike them, you will have me
as both mentor and manager, giving you a terrific edge. Reshaping your body will
be a major challenge. You are young and I believe capable of surviving the
rigors that must be endured to whittle the nearly twenty-five pounds, that I
deem necessary, from your body. I will be there at every step. There may be
times when you must exist on only my cum and piss which will be fed to you in
love and hope that it will sustain you in your trial."
I couldn't resist patting Peggy on the head as I spoke those lies to
her. To my amazement her eyes were no longer dull and vacant, and of even more
importance the cunt cream was now pouring from that fat lipped twat as she
moaned through the sodden mess of cloth still secured within her mouth. At this
point she toppled over and I gave her my best shit-eating grin as I announced
her first gig. Before the weekend was over there would be many more added to the
list.
"For your information Saturday is gig day. If you nod your head meaning
that you are willing to become my pupil and do as I tell you, tomorrow you will
receive the first taste of the paddles and my strap. If you aren't careful there
may be a full meal for you to digest."
Peggy was nodding her head like she was some kind of huge bobblehead
doll. The deal was sealed; little did Peggy the fuck pig realize what it meant
for her. It would be equal parts of humiliation, degradation and pain, all
delivered by me and a number of others who had yet to be detemined. On my short
list there were Ginny, the fuck pig's rooommate, and Ralph, the guy she'd let
fuck her the other night. I hoped to add a few members of the porn world who
would need some access to my budding starlet in exchange for their assistance,
plus a plastic surgeon, one skilled in boob jobs. It was going to be a very
enjoyable period for me, them and who knows, perhaps brain dead as well.
