In The Hole

  In The Hole Chapter 6

  by roccodadom44

  roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

An original work by roccodadom44

WARNING  this story contains  underaged sex, snuff, scat, over the top violence, gay, so be warned..........peace....rocco

    Mmmm, his body so warm, could hear the frigid wind howling outside, glad to snuggle with my Bri, then it hit me, Bri was chained up in the barn bleeding like a stuck pig, destined for death, I was sleeping in a cabin at the Farm, and little Ricky was softly snoring, a sexy, raspy sweet snore, and I was mad in love with him, anyone else would be at least confused, I relished my unpredictable life, walking a wire, where the high octane fun was. He was quite huggable, as I smothered him with love, he responded, his body clinging to mine, his ass parted, waiting my fuck thrust, I gave him it hard, morning or not, I wanted to rut Ricky hard, not to hurt him, he loved it, rather it was our thing, his ass was smashing back at me, his tiny hand on my ass pulling me to him, our love was violent, like our world.

   He came in my hand while I filled his pussy with my cream, about as intense as it can ever be, I could feel every inch of my burning cock still buried in his love hole, his muscles gripping me, his soft as air bottom rubbing my thighs, our feet playing their own games all entwined, whispering sweet words in his ear, his soft replies, our complete as oneness quite exhilarating after the loss of Bri, that got me chuckling, Rickys evil little smile when I shared my thoughts, asked him what we should do today, my boy, he wanted to get after Bri, pain him all day, loved his single mindedness, but time to chat with him about his role, I wasn't mad, after all Ricky was twelve, an old twelve yes, but still he needed guidance, his willingness to learn was there, made him more serious than twitty Bri could of ever been.

  Explained that it would be cool to work Bri today, but it was even cooler to ignore Bri altogether, till he was snuffed later anyways, show him he was not important, Ricky got it, told me he just wanted to be with me, I tongued him, told him that was the correct answer, I wanted him to want to be here with me, wanted him to want to serve me, that made it all so much deeper. I would lead he would follow, always, set in stone. To get away from the seriousness, I had him kneel and swallow my piss, which he did with no problems, Bri had always made it seem he was put out catching my urine, Ricky seemed happy, his smile cute, his kiss of my piss hole respectful, his surprise when I stood him up, knelt before him, told him to piss me, but he did, giggling as I swallowed his golden brew, so sweet, like him, gave his little clit the same sweet kiss he gave mine, then we kissed, swapped piss saliva, my hands spanking his oh, so cute bum as if by their own volition.

  It was only five in the morning, we were both energized, starving, I decided a quick shower was first, though with sexy Ricky it was never a quick shower, how I adored his tiny piggy body, how he ran his tiny fingers over my hairy body, his eyes always seeking mine, conveying his desire for me, real love, not Brianna love, Ricky was glad I chose him, when I told him I was glad he chose me, he smiled, his words so poignant, he would of endured any pain to be with me, had endured great pain for it, that made him happy, it made me happier, told him we would go get something to eat, then pay Bri a little morning visit, swear Rickys little gun sprang to an inch and a quarter.

He was cool with me collaring him, and keeping him naked, he got it, we were in others company, though I let him wear the terry robe across the courtyard, I would not feeze my baby, fuck care who said what. The little kitchen girl, naked except her apron, fixed me a huge cheese omelette, home fries, toast, mm mm, made Ricky kneel at my feet, where he removed my boots, started to tenderly rub my naked feet, planting hot kisses now and then, got to love that devotion. Made it fun for him, putting bite sized bits of eggs and home fries on my feet, Ricky sloppily sucking them up, his sexy ass wagging happy, a few Masters walking in for early grub, getting a good show, I looked good, masterful as it were, my love also got to eat real food, albeit off my feet, but all the slaves here ate regurgitated food mixed with dog food and vitamins,same chow every day three times a day, so I was giving Ricky a treat in public, he deserved some love, he had stolen my heart, the sexy little cunt.

   Glad to see Bob, as I wanted to let him know I was going to work on Bri, who was technically his property now, as I led Ricky by his leash, I noticed the older teen cunt sitting with Bob, she was pregnant, looked like Jiffy Pop all heated up, her stomach a mess of stretch marks, her melons milk filled orbs, nipples dripping milk, a breeding cow for sure. Bob was cool with my need to spend some quality time with Brianna alone, cackling, breaking up is hard to do. He introduced the cow as Caylee, his seventeen year old daughter, his apparent joy, she was preggers with triplets, her second set, seems she had birthed every year since she was thirteen, producing a brood of eight, these three in her belly pushing it to eleven, a one pig breeding colony, Bob figuring she could birth till she dropped, her fate, sex toy maker, all her off spring would be used as pain pigs, lowest form at the Farm, short lived, hard used. One way they stocked the farm, every family selected one daughter to be a breeding pig, fed fertility drugs, gang fucked, they produced scores of fresh meat, all the fresh meat reared on the farm, as they aged they were trained for different functions, a certain amount would be rejects, sent to the kitchen for larder, soon to be veal chops, hard knock life my ass, the rest would be servants, cooks, laborers, some would even become overseers, for these pigs the best that could ever happen.

As I led Ricky to the room containing Bri I had to credit these people, they knew how to make their own world, they were not afraid to make things happen, saw what they desired and they took it, sweet. There he was, still kneeling, though his back was hanging down like a sway back mule, he had sagged to his elbows causing his beaten ass to point up, like he wanted it abused. He had bled alot, but it seemed to have congealed, his tits and belly looked like pizza, his cock and balls a scratched up, raw mess, mm mm. He was asleep, so I decided to wake him with a little oomp. The nearby table had all kinds of toys and tools, a supermarket of pain givers, had Ricky take a bent wire hanger, he would hook both ends into each of Bris nostrils, standing over the doggied fag, Ricky would force the slags head back, giving me access to his open mouth.

  His eye was watery,confused, his mouth making sweet, pathetic grunts as his head was brutally yanked back, his nose all piggy pulled back, I got the vise grips locked onto his front tooth, without any drama I yanked the fuck out, roots and all, the blood flowed, he screeched, Ricky smiled, yanked the fags head so hard his nostrils tore, so cool, me and Ricky kissed crazy, both bursting with lust, how we longed to hurt the cry baby pleading his lost cause, fool, just take your due, explained to Brianna what went wrong, how Ricky was every thing he was not, Bris begs so humorous, had Ricky tear up Bris ass with the hanger, mm mm, Ricky was a cruel boy, making sure he got Bris swinging ball bag, forcing some stinky blood dyed piss out of Bris broke body. Bris asshole had fallen out again, it stank, jesus, he was gross.

  Ricky noticed it, the cheap plastic ring I had slipped on Bris finger, representing our supposed engagement, it pissed me off, represented my bad judgement in picking Bri. Well it would not come off, and being the ambitious sort, things had to happen. The sheet metal shears had looked out of place, not any more as I snipped Bris ring finger off, his eye bugged out, Ricky spit in it, as we both examined his digit, Ricky removing the band, placing it on is dainty finger, his smile a million watts, my heart beating for my lover only, his look of uncertainty, my deep kiss, told him loud, he was my wife, Bris loud sobs our song for sure, we proceeded to use our fists to beat Bri stupid, lots of face shots, Ricky stuck the severed digit in Bris open eye socket, told him calmly, how he hated him, dreamed of the day he would get revenge, here it is, as he gave Bri a final insult, how sexy he looked, his little wee wee filling Bris empty socket with urine, how the socket looked like some exotic drink with the finger sticking out like a stalk of celery. We each took a nut and held with one hand, punched with the other, his piss dripping, shit stew flowing out his hanging anus, his words confused, pathetic begs, Bri was slipping into madness, going dumb, good.

  On Bris scarred back I found an unblemished spot, took a large knife and precisely carved me and Rickys initials inside a heart, with an arrow, then smeared salt over the raw flesh, his scream sexy loud, his body shaking with pain, told Bri that was it, his life was winding down, when we saw him tonight, it would be to eat him, he was gross, had no feelings for him, just disgusted at his failures, as I hugged Ricky, felt the way his little hands rubbed my back, softly telling me he loved me, that was the difference, Ricky showed his love for me naturally, where as Bri had been all phoney drama, glad I righted this wrong, squeezed Rickys superb little butt, told him we had things to do, places to go, we were gone, hearing Bris sad sobs as we left so fullfilling, never fuck with me.

  Rustled up clothes for Ricky, took him snow mobiling, his little arms around my waist, his excited yells as I gunned the machine down the old logging road, the cold wind enlivening my senses, the power of the machine sexy, speed was always sexy. I stopped at a small waterfall, the icicles so cool, we each sucked one like popsicles, how sexy his boy face, all red from the cold, his snots running, I licked them up, his delight in my kinkiness, when I blew my nose into my hands, showed him the thick snot pile, he licked it up with out hesitation, his sexy kitten tongue licking his full lips, he thanked me for spending time with him, my little gentleman, he got many kisses for that, his sighs, little ungloved hand resting on my crotch, we did it, fucked in the cold, took him over the still warm sled seat, his pussy miking me crazy, his soft words of endearment for me, my promise, to swap his plasric ring for a real ring, his sadness, did not want to wait till eighteen, wanted to be my wife now, so cute, so earnest, my little frustrated man.

  Explained the complicated world of up tight fags who set rules to limit others freedoms, that we would mock get married, more important we would live as man and wife, at eighteen he would become my real wife, for ever, his sigh complete, little head resting on my shoulder, my baby. He was a natural with a gun, though the shotgun dropped him at first, he got it, baby could hunt, his joy at pleasing me nice, his want to be me flattering, none of it forced, we had found each other, kindred souls. Without realizing it we had spent the day outdoors, fucking and shooting, his company easy, his words few, when he spoke it was sensible and well thought out, he didn't brag on himself or wallow in pity, he was a well adjusted sociopath, like me, content in his wants, we both agreed we needed each other, he brought me real joy and comfort, I gave him security and love, something he longed for all his short life, that we gave these gifts without trying was our secret, we fit each others needs as if born to it, and perhaps we were.

We were anxious to get to the barn, wanted a few more minutes of tormenting Bri, had to make sure he died knowing I found my one true love, wanted to watch Ricky play with Bri, or the Mexican, just loved to watch Ricky do his thing, a real mini-me he was, see he was born with many of the same nuances as me, quiet and reserved, but ever on defense, now he would ape me complete, become me,mm mm. Seeing that barn come into view sweet, that building contained big fun, but first we headed to our cabin, wanted to shower for the coming festivities. As always our shower was a loving thing, lots of tenderness, hugs, kisses, lovers words, how magic hot and smooth his young flesh, how deep our thing, we dried each other, how sexy his red skin, his sexy tits so squeaky clean, he loved to clean my body, on his little knees he scrubbed my toes, my legs, my privates, his eyes focused, his sexy little tongue protruding from his full lips, the picture of concentration, he cleaned me like it mattered, and it fuck did, it cemented my love for him, ad I looked down at his bald head, I felt waves of contentment, this was all meant to be.

  He looked sexy in the short denim button up dress, it just covered his ass, his legs covered in seamed black silk thigh highs, he wore his soft pink three inch heeled slippers, My call, did not want his sexy, tiny feet to suffer anymore, I did adore his feet, they were baby feet, tasty, pink flesh, he loved my attending his feet, told me, softly of course, that it made his heart go fast, Ricky was so much older than his years, yet for all his bad experiences, he was mellow and calm, except when pushed, then, like me he attacked. He told me some of the guys had him wear a wig when they rutted him, he tried on several, my decision, he would be bald till his natural hair grew back, his smile, he hated the fake hair, like he hated his boobs, how they interfered with his life, like carrying two turkeys on his chest, I cheered his honesty, loved his descriptive words, told him his tits would be reduced soon, wanted him more normal, had places to go, wanted him with me, enough that he was committed to serving me, he did not have to be freaked out, his foot worship frenzied, my cock dripping juice, boy made me hunger for him, my kisses swamping him, all over I gave him loud wet lip smacks, his giggles like rays of sunshine, his mock seriousness, that I messed his painted face,he wanted to be pretty for me, that touched me hard, I spit in his sexy face, licked it off, the make up yucky tasting, he tried it, we agreed, Ricky was a natural girl from now on, no make up, he didn't need it, told him the deal, his face perfect, other than the scars from past tortures, just a light spray of Obsession, my fave, his skin to good tasting to cover with god knows what chemicles, my organic girl/boy.

  I was proud to lead Ricky, on his leash dressed in his tight denim, tits pushing out of the unbuttoned top, his legs so smoking in the silk, as we entered the barn, told him he would be my partner tonight, I would pass it off as a way to further humiliate Brianna, show him what he lost, still felt like I should be harder on Ricky, but shit, he was so fuck adorable, and he wasn't a bullshitter, he did enjoy serving me, being my girl, he expressed no desire for girls, or for anyone at all, just me, thats pretty endearing. Still dug the easy ambiance in the cavernous room, ordered a drink from a tiny twink, his ass was perfect as he walked off to fill my order, Rickys eyes glued to the shaking flesh, my laugh, his blush, then smile, told him we would share some boy cunt later, he was pleased, quietly pleased, my well behaved boy.

   He was perfect, when I sat down with Joe and Mary for a drink, Ricky knelt at my feet, eyes down, hands on his thighs, submissive defined, Marys wonder, how know one could break him, my smile, honey and vinegar, Ricky needed dominance, but deserved respect, he was not a throw away child, that formula worked for us, every master slave dynamc its own living thing. Joe was eager to get the blood flowing as he put it, they were going to snuff the Mexican as a way of getting everyone loose for Brianna, loved that everyone was keyed to work my ex, Ricky kissed my boots sweetly, his way of showing his happiness. Every time I looked down at him, patiently waiting, what all good slaves did ninety percent of the time, and that was where most got into bad habits, I would keep Ricky close at hand, he preferred this as well, his demeanor A+, folks giving me props for taming Ricky, my ego stroked nicely, giving him little carresses, his skin go hot, and I sheilded Ricky from any abuse, would not hurt him,other than OTK, would let him define his need for discipline, perferring to believe Ricky would figure out our relationship boundaries. I knew it was wimpy to be so protective, but this boy was making me very happy, see, Bri made me happy sex wise, I confused it with making me happy with life, had a good feeling Ricky would fill that, could see him fishing with me for hours, Bri would wander off, start skipping rocks, fuck with the fish, Ricky had that certain trait, either you dug fishing or you didn't.

  There was a floor show put on by the staff, tonight several young girls horribly abused an older boy, maybe fifteen, Joe telling me the boy was a reject, turned out he had diabetes, the Farm tolerated no weak links, he would be tortured to death, then his body would be burned, thats hard core shit, even I considered that a bit much, hoped I didn't get a cold, my self giggle, at the thought of being drummed out because of sneezing, Rickys head turning, his eyes locking on mine his smile conspiratory, like he felt my thoughts or something, not spooky, deeper layers of our shit. I sat in a comfortable recliner, dark corner, Ricky in my lap, I stroked him all over, my cock buried in his pussy, just parked there, every nerve in my cock on fire, but I was content to stay still, little whispers as we watched the tiny girls, all in sexy black leather dom outfits, nipples and cunts exposed, beat the fag bloody, he was not a fighter, as he turtled, the girls formed a circle, enough space for the crowd to see, and the stomping started, the word spreading, watch the girls boots.

  Ricky and I came together just from watching the girls boots spring lethal six inch double edged knives, it was cool, the way he was leaking blood all over, some of the little girls got their boots caught in the scereaming fag, the girls falling, slipping in the fags death puddle, adding to the show, everyone content to watch defect boy bleed out, the girls were being passed around, boots removed of course, they would be gangbanged hard, get them back into slave mode, these folks had a system. Kidding that I wanted to see one of those boots, Ricky slipped off my cock, gave it a sweet kiss, went and retrieved a boot, brought it to me, plopped onto my fatboy, yeah, that was atear at the corner of my eye, a true tear of joy. We chatted about how we would like to snuff someone, both of us agreeing the victim deserved a long ritualistic offing, Ricky wanted to see into the victims eyes as he died, he was an inquisitive youth, his desire to know if there was an afterlife, his sexy mind, I mean this kid had rarely gone to school, yet we was more learned, he loved to read, than most preteens or teens for that fuck matter, my brainy boy.

Finally the fag bled out, three tiny slaves, had to be seven or eight years at teh most, wearing gloves and masks, sexy little nurses, the Farms Bio clean up crew, good riddance to bad rubbish, as the lights came up, show time, Bob announcing that Brianna would be chatged first, them teh Mexican woul dbe savaged, followed by Bris sentence being executed, the way he said teh word made my cock twitch.  Bri was led in, staggering, by several Masters, apparently someone had tried to pretty him up, it didn't take, he was gruesome, his eye socket was dripping green puss, his body a quilt of scars, cuts, welts, and burns, a finger gone, teeth missing, cock ripped raw, poor baby, he turned my stomach, fag. Decided to sit down front, leading Ricky my his leash, I was pretty focused on getting to my seat, saw the blur coming from my side, then a shape from behind crashed into the first shape, then all hell broke loose.

  Turned out Bri grew a set, tried to attack me, getting loose from his holders, picking up a nearby knife he had lunged at me, Ricky, my Ricky intercepted him, paid a price, the knife getting him in his right tit, a deep cut, the blade still impaled in his flesh, my poor baby, my love, I was both horrified and enraged, wanted to destroy Bri.  Seemed others had already chained his fag ass to a wall. I cradled Ricky, his pain obvious, but he didn't cry, seek pity, he asked me if I was all right, the other owners amazed,the level of Rickys devotion to me a living thing, several doctors in the room, turned out that the blade speared his implant, it would have to be removed pronto, they would remove both his implants, remove the excess skin, sew up the knife wound,lessen his freak oversized nipples, Ricky would be fine, how I held him, kissed him deeply, told him we were for ever together, did not care if the others witnessed my love, the docs urgency, better to get it done before an infection, our eyes locked, his smile, slight nod, his way of saying he loved me, like I didn't no that shit, felt my body trembling when they wheeled him to an operating room down the cellar, my eyes falling my baby as he disappeared from view, like the world was on my shoulders.

   Lisa telling me they performed major surgeries here all the time, they had modified Ricky, he was in good hands, the surgeons world class, Bobs sneer, so wasn't Brianna in good hands, as the crowd surged towards him, I stopped them, told them it was personal, he attacked me, he attacked and hurt my property, my verdict, he be held in solitary confinement, would be executed before the full house when everyone met for New Years week, that idea was met with approval, everyone digging  that the other slaves would see what insolence brings, and like that the coward was led away, he would be locked in a bare metal walled and floored room, coffee can for a toilet, bread and water his diet, twenty four hour surveliance so he couldn't cheat us by suicide, he had three weeks to think of his foolishness, It also guaranteed my presence at the Winter Ball Week, nice win win for me, though I was still stoked for revenge, Lisa suggesting we all crush the Mexican, that would work.

   He looked frightened, he should be, as he stood naked surrounded by a room full of lunatics, he was tiny as Ricky, but he was ugly, darkie, stinky ugly, he knew it, we knew it, his death deserved to be nasty, after all his life was. We got him chained hands over head, tiny feet barely touching the floor, everyone using bamboo canes to stripe him silly, blood flowing, skin flying, he was ripped up, his screams so sexy, when two guys pulled teh skanks legs up and apart, everyone jockeyed for a shot at caning his clit and pussy, his sewn on lips torn and bloodied, his piss flowing in spurts, his farts loud and wet, fag was losing control of his body. Lisa and several other ladies broke out rubber gloves and bottles of tabasco sauce, she laughed, the Mex needed some spicing, how his body spasmed across the floor, his huge tits flopping around comically, he left a blood trail, like a slug, we all pissed him good, he lay there weeping, speaking gibberish, looking so sexy all bloodied.

  Well I was horny, so I plowed Lisa on one of the divans, her cunt hot and wet, her moans piggy, I hurt her tits good, she looked excited, like she wanted abuse, we shall see someday. Bob knew his shit as they decided to impale the darkie, how sharp the solid stainless steel bar looked, it was ten feet tall, two inches round, that was fuck lethal. How wide the Mexs eyes got as they easily picked him up, they were on a raised dais, held his waif body over the lethal metal tip and as everyone cheered they yanked his little legs down hard, the tip driving through his colon, up through his stomach, tore through his right lung, and exited through his right shoulder, sweet, he was impaled and alive, neat trick that.

As he would not survive long, we got down to it, his torso next to the dining table, we hacked off pieces of his body, cooked them over the charcoals, ate his spicey meat in front of his quite mad eyes. Lisa opened his skin where his balls were hidden, yanked them out, and with no fanfare snipped them off, loved her ruthlessness, after she fried them she shared one with me, sweet tasting, like a whole belly clam, mm mm. Stinky finally gave it up, how silly he looked, eyes staring ahead, pieces of his body hacked off, good riddance to a dirty, stinkty loser.

  My company was amusing, interesting, but I wanted to see Ricky, felt like I belonged by his side, so I excused my self from the fun, they were gang fucking several tiny boys, they looked six at the most, how they wailed as the adult cocks and dilodos tore them up, sucks being in love. The doctors had finished with him, he was sleeping, the soft red light making him glow, the beeps and whirs from his medical devises imtimidating, how tiny he looked, how innocent, I kissed his fevered brow, pulled his blanket over his body, careful to avoid his bandaged chest. Just sat there willing my fun boy to make it, praying to fuck knows who, just give me my baby back, realized finally what true love was, it was this, feeling as if I was in that bed, like it was I who had been stuck, how as one we had become, so fast, like a fuck streaking meteor.

  Lot of shit went through my mind as I sat in that uncomfortable chair, but I did sleep, head back, neck stiff, back out of sorts, woke all fuck sore and out of sorts, in a mood as they say. The beeps alerted me to my surroundings, my physical pain disregarded, only had feelings for Ricky, was he all right, did he need anything, my purpose plain, my baby needed me. He startled me, his sexy, smoking brown love orbs were observing me, his smile growing, his face so fuck beautiful, my heart on fire for him. His words hoarse, I lowered my ear to his mouth, his warm, stink breath making me shiver with good will, his thirst, I gently let him sip water, kissed his brow repeatedly, told him my worry, my love, his eyes sparkled, his soft voice enthralled me, he thanked me for being here, he had woke this morning in pain and confused, saw me and knew he was all right, that I gave him that security, oh my, best feeling of all. I crawled gently into bed with him, and snuggled him, soft kisses for my hero, told him I adored him, would always take care of him, his reply, he would take care of me, my tears of happiness, my kisses on fire with love for my baby protector, we both fell asleep entwined, my arm softly clutching, suddenly, the most important person in my life, go figure.