My job was to clean the stalls of the women who were being trained as ponies. If they were rewarded for good progress in their training I was the slav... who gave them the climax that they had justly earned.My job was all the menial jobs that have to be done in a complex that prepares the human traffic for consumption by the rich and merciless men and women who need to own others and enjoy their torture.Every now and again I perceived hints of what was going on outside those four walls. Twice I. I felt pain, sharp pain, my sphincter stretched and a hot hard rod up my bum! I instantly stopped stroking my cock but my hand instinctively grip my shaft hard as I tensed. I was about to give my dog the biggest telling off in his life when he started to hump me, this caused my hand to shoot up and down my shaft as my whole body rocked to his rhythm. It was new, it was different, it felt not too bad. So this is what it felt like for the girls? I let him get on with it, my ass relaxing to grip. I've got a little money saved from the Marines. I'm gonna spend some time on the island camping for a while then try to find work in town. I'm a damn good mechanic and I even can do a little fabrication and body work if I need to. Think I'll try for work over in Sparta instead of Waterloo though. I would like to have my own place sometime, but I don't want to compete with Burt or the Chevy garage here. I'll take a job anywhere though, if it's good enough. You know of anyone hiring?" No. Not. I felt him moan with delight while he continued to eat my teenage pussy. I pulled his cock gently down to accommodate my planned suck session. I licked the purple, swollen head of his fuck tool and that was all he needed to begin fucking my hot little mouth. I was gagging a bit as he was going in rather deep. As he did I felt him begin to explore my tight asshole. First with his tongue and then his finger. Slowly at first and then faster as he licked my cunt more furiously. I felt another.