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Jesus, I am
sorry, but Peter's Wedding has had to be
postponed. The
little ungrateful
fucker tried to run away. Can you
imagine, after
all the
time and energy
we put into getting him ready and training
him, he had the
audacity to try
to escape? Holy shit was I pissed. I have
not had a boy try
to run away from
me in years. I guess we just didn't
realize that he
was
not yet broken
sufficiently. It was my fault, and I take
the blame for it.
I
pride myself on
being an excellent judge of boys and how to
tame them. So I
fucked up. I
thought he was totally broken and ready for
anything, and I
was
wrong. Seems
young sixteen year old Peter doesn't want to
be fucked by a
horse! I don't
understand it. He sucks dick all day, has
been gang fucked
repeatedly. He
has been fucked by dogs countless times and
forced to suck
dog dick and
balls. He has been torture and fucked by a
group of drunken
clergy men, He
has been repeatedly fucked by his own father
and made to fuck
his mom. He has
had to suck horse dick every day now for
months, draining
the stallions of
their heavy thick loads of cum. He has
been degraded and
humiliated in
every possible way including being made to
eat both human
and
animal shit. He
has been terribly abused by his former
friends at
school,
and worked over
again and again by gangs of total
strangers. He has
even
been fucked in
the ass by a Shetland pony. Then why would
he balk at the
very last? Why
would he run away from his wedding with a
beautiful big
black stallion
with a twenty two inch prick? We have been
fist fucking him
for weeks now,
getting him ready. He has had to put up with
unbearable pain
on a daily basis
as we stretched his asshole and rectum.
Why now, when we
have almost
achieved our goal, would he bolt? I can't
believe the
little
cunt would be so
ungrateful. How many boys have a mother
and father who
lavish such
attention on them? How many mother's suck their
son's dicks for
hours without
letting cum to teach him self discipline. How
many fathers
feed their boys
their fat cocks on a daily basis? These
parents have made
sacrifices for
their son, who like so many teenage boys
nowadays just
doesn't seem to
appreciate it. I too have made sacrifices
for the little
fucker. I took him
to New York to a New Years Eve Gang Bang
where he was the
center of
attention and the star. How may sixteen year old
boys attend a
party where they
are fucked by twenty or thirty guys?
I was just sick
at heart. Fortunately the sheriff in our
county is a
member of our
select little group, and so he put out
discreet word
that the
fucking shithole
was missing. I don't know where Peter got
clothing from as
we always keep
him are assed around the farm. Its just
practical. When
he
wore clothes they
were always covered with horse and dog
sperm. And then
any
time one of our
guests wanted throw a fuck into his
boycunt, he had
to drop
his pants..it was
just too much work. So we just took to
keeping him bare
assed. He is so
cute that way too, big teenage dick
swinging, balls
bouncing.
So he got some
clothes from someplace and ran. We were
fit to be tied.
The
area around the
farm is pretty desolate, so we knew he had
a ways to go to
get any help. But
we also knew that we didn't have the
manpower to find
him
in that vast
area. I called all my buddies and they came on
there choppers
and in their
pick-ups. Pastor Bob got some of his clergy
pals to come out.
But in the end it
was a couple of teens who caught the
fucking little
shit.
A couple of the
more adventurous boys from Peter's school
had joined out
little fun
family. They are really cute hung mean motherfuckers, and I took
to them at once.
After making sure they were trustworthy, I
casually invited
them to join us
in our Abuse Peter Group. They took to it
like ducks to
water. I have
never seen supposedly straight teenage boys
fuck boy ass with
such relish. If
they had their way, they would keep Peter's
hole plugged
with their teen
dicks all day and night.
Anyway, they
found him, hiding in a kind of little cave
over by the
river.
They dragged him
out just as we pulled up, and Pastor Bob
got these nice
photos for our
album.
What to do with
the fucking cuntboy? Here we have the
wedding of the year
approaching. We
can't take the risk that he might run
again. And it is
my
responsibility. I
was the one who trained the boy. I was
the one who broke
him for his Dad
and Mom and told them he was ready to be
horse
fucked.Peter's
Dad's dick was pretty much hard round the
clock in
anticipation of
the big event. And here the sixteen year
old goes and lets
us all down.
We dragged him
sobbing and squealing back to the bar. He
was screaming
that he didn't
want to get fucked by a horse. That he was
afraid it would
kill him. That he
was scared. He was half out of his mind
with fear. Now I
can understand
that. Even a boy who has been fist fucked
regularly must
feel
some trepidation
at the thought of getting twenty two
inches of horse
dick
up the ass! I had
explained to the boy before however, in
gentle loving
terms, that is
was just something he had to endure. I
stroked his hair
and
kissed him and
told him he had no choice. I gently
masturbated his
leaking
teen dick to erection
and tongue kissed him and told him I
would be there to
make sure he was
safe and that the fucking came off
perfectly. I told
him
what a lucky boy
he was to have a groom with a twenty two
inch prick. I
told
him he was a very
special cunt and should be proud of it.
Still, he ran.
We stripped off the stolen clothing which
turned out to
be old stuff
belonging to his
older brother now in the armed forces, and
Hung him upside
down by his
ankles from a beam in the barn. Then I took a
horsewhip to the
boy's naked pale
body. I whipped his beautiful ass, his
belly, his chest,
his back, his big
teen balls. When he passed out from pain,
the teens who
caught him,
pissed on him to bring him around. Peter's
father and mother
watched with
tears of disappointment in their eyes. When
the fucker was
out
of his mind with
pain, and mewling like a wounded puppy, I
took him down and
shoved a baseball
bat up his ass.
"You see, if
you can take that, then you can take your
new husband's dick!
It's a wife's
duty to satisfy her husband's cock. And you
are going to be a
good wife to that
wonderful stallion." I had the boys fire
the grill and
heated up a
branding iron. Then even though I hated to do
it, I burned the
soles of Peter's
feet, so that he could not attempt to run
away again.
Crawling he would
not get far. This made the teens so horny
they just had to
get sucked off by
Peter.
I threw a fuck
into his ass which is pretty loose and
sloppy by now.
The
boy doesn't have
the proper anal control, and once he is
horse fucked, he
never will have.
Peter's Mom had her pussy sucked by her
son, telling him
all the while
that while she still loved him, he was a very
bad boy for
running. Peter's
dad was just too upset to do anything.
The boy, shaking
and trembling begged not to be horse
fucked. I again
told
him that
sometimes in life, we just had to do things we
didn't want to
do.
How about all
those boys overseas in the armed forces? We
all had to face
trials and tribulations.
I rubbed my dick over his crying
face and assured
him that all
would be well. I told him I had a doctor
friend coming to
the
wedding who was
an expert are repairing torn boy asshole. I
also told Peter
that having to
wear diapers for the rest of his life wasn't
the worst thing.
Lots of people
had illnesses that forced them into a life
where they shit
themselves
uncontrollably. Peter would soon adapt to that.
Oddly my words of
comfort only made
him cry harder. I held his head and
gently fed him my
dirty dick to
clean. He sucked it like a baby on a teat,
and was soon
sound
asleep from
exhaustion. As a further precaution, we
shackled his
ankle to a
post in the barn.
He can still crawl around to suck off the
horses and eat
the horse turds,
and take care of the dogs, but he cant get
out of the barn.
Now back to our
wedding plans.
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