"Was theguard shaking a little? Am I making him nervous?" he thought."Ok, here we are," The guard had found Jordan's name, he looked up againat Jordan...and he was blushing. "You are starting today as manager forthe needle manufacturing area, correct?" he asked.Jordan nodded."THey're a great bunch of people. We're going to get you started overhere, and get you set up with a your key card and take your picture foryour ID," The security guard explained."Wait, take my picture? he asked in a panic. And then being reinstated as a breeder livestock from my years ago experience with the sister nymphs at the dairy meant I would never wear clothes again displaying my old ID cattle tattoo on my head, once it was shaved, and my old brand burn scar on my butt. I was still expected to do furnace work and perform the livestock available sex acts demanded by women. I thought things were going to be great but instead I was just taken for granted, “just livestock”, and I was used for everything from. . was myself.”She lowered her head in shame, water streaming from her nose and chin, “I’ve had Tanya arranged several gang bangs for me with at least a dozen men at once. I’ve gone to most every club and bar in Belleville for three to five guys to pick me up and take to a stranger’s home for fucking and blowjobs.”“I’m probably the easiest fuck in all of Belleville, a truly married, slutty whore. I’ve also been fucked by dogs before we got Sarg. Why do you think I agreed so easily to get him? I. Also, I noticed how she'd begun to dress much more sexily, even tartily, and would swing her hips more, on any day she was likely to pass by the gang. I always now neurotically plied her with questions about what happened, what they'd said etc, whenever she'd had to pass them on the lane without me. I'd be in a worried, harrassed state quite genuinely, but have a mysterious bulge in my pants too as I obsessively queried her!One day when we went past, the youths were playing with a plastic ball.