Pig farm abuse

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One day during the National Day holiday in October, at noon, in a remote pig farm on the outskirts of H city, the 53-year-old owner, Mr. Zhang, wearing black shorts and a faded, slightly worn white vest, and his wife, the plump middle-aged woman Ms. Lai, were enjoying their lunch at a stone table under a tree, away from the pig farm and with a view of the farm gate.
The meal was simple: three dishes and a soup, a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, a plate of stir-fried green peppers and pork, a plate of green vegetables, a large bowl of tomato and egg, and a pot of rice. This was their lunch. Except for the rice, all the other ingredients were homegrown. Mr. and Mrs. Zhang not only raised more than a dozen pigs but also grew a large amount of vegetables in the open space on the pig farm. The pig manure served as fertilizer for their crops; otherwise, the accumulated pig manure would have become unbearably smelly.
In this secluded paradise, the elderly Zhang and his wife were quite content and happy. Old Zhang tossed the last bone, its surface covered in teeth marks, into a small bowl of leftover bones under the stone table. After drinking a bowl of tomato and egg soup, he wiped his mouth with his palm and then his hands on his trousers, saying, "I'm full!" He then picked up a pipe about the length of a forearm and some tobacco from the table and began to puff away, sighing, "Life is so pleasant."
The middle-aged woman also finished eating, put down her chopsticks, picked up an old-fashioned mobile phone, and dialed a number: "Come over and tidy up the table, and bring me a watermelon." After saying this, she put the phone back in her pocket and leaned back in her chair to rest, just like Old Zhang.
A moment later, the gate to the pig farm opened a crack, and a young woman wearing blue trousers and a t-shirt, with mud-caked black rain boots and two waist-length braids hanging down to her hips, ran over, her clothes dirty and her forehead covered in sweat. She looked like a rural girl who frequently worked in the fields.
The woman's name was Wen Ke, and she was over 1.7 meters tall. Because of her loose clothing, her figure was not clearly visible. She was young, with defined features and bright eyes. The only flaw was that her face and skin were tanned from frequent sun exposure, and her arms had some muscle definition, but this gave her a healthy and energetic appearance.
Wen Ke ran over breathlessly and placed the watermelon on the table, saying, "Master, the watermelon is here."
"Oh, so fast." Granny Lai looked at the leftover food on the table and said indifferently, "Clean up and eat."
"Thank you, Master!" Wen Ke thanked her and then quickly cleaned up the dishes, poured the leftover food into a bowl under the table, stirred it with her hands, and then knelt down and kowtowed to Granny Lai and Old Zhang, saying, "Thank you for the food, Master." After saying that, she knelt down like a dog and ate the food in the bowl with her mouth. This was Granny Lai's rule, and Wen Ke also consciously added that dogs cannot use their paws, so Wen Ke always ate with her mouth and tongue.
Because Wen Ke was kneeling on the ground, the curves of her buttocks were naturally revealed. The thin blue pants clung tightly to her pert buttocks due to her prone position. Wen Ke deliberately pressed her slender waist down, making her buttocks stick out even more and sway slightly towards Old Zhang. Seeing the buttocks that he had probably used countless times tempting him, Old Zhang could no longer resist. He stood up and walked over.
Old Zhang's rough hands directly gripped Wen Ke's waist and pulled up Wen Ke's t-shirt to her armpits. Wen Ke stopped eating and obediently took off her t-shirt, revealing her strong, powerful, and tanned back and waist, as muscular as a female leopard's. However, this perfect back and waist had a glaring flaw: Wen Ke's back and waist were covered with scars. Some had scabbed over, some left raised scars like centipedes, and others were white marks—scars from whippings where scabs had fallen off. These scars on her back and waist made it easy to imagine the kind of abuse Wen Ke had suffered.
Old Zhang tossed his t-shirt aside and ran his rough fingers across a thin, scabbed wound about the length and width of an index finger across Wen Ke's back. Wen Ke's back trembled as Old Zhang stroked her. The clever girl knew what was about to happen. "Hiss~" Wen Ke felt a tingling sensation on her back, followed by pain. Just as Wen Ke had expected, the mischievous Old Zhang tore open the scabbed wound on her back. Although it hurt, Wen Ke felt a wetness oozing from her crotch, soaking her pants and leaving a sticky feeling. "How despicable I am," Wen Ke thought. She, a master's degree holder, had given up a comfortable life and an enviable high-paying job to come to this desolate place to be a slave to an old farming couple, handing over her fair and healthy body to them to humiliate and torture her like this.
Thinking of this, Wen Ke groaned, rubbing her buttocks against Old Zhang's calves. "Ah~ Please punish this servant, Master."
"What a slut!" Old Zhang pinched Wen Ke's slender waist hard, causing her to groan. He reached down and slipped his hands inside her waistband, then pulled her pants down, revealing a pert white bottom. Because Wen Ke was still wearing rain boots, Old Zhang only pulled her pants down to her knees, leaving her naked in front of the couple.
Wen Ke's buttocks were much whiter than her back, likely due to infrequent sun exposure. However, like her back, her buttocks and thighs were covered in scars, even more so than her back. Aside from the scars, the words "Zhang Family, Lowly Slave" seemed to be branded onto each of her buttocks with deep indentations, seemingly indelible.
"So wet!" Old Zhang's rough, dark index finger brushed against Wen Ke's wet, blackened labia, which were devoid of pubic hair, bringing out a trace of sticky liquid. Old Zhang teased, "What a slut, so much water!" As he spoke, he grabbed a rope extending from inside her labia, wrapped the rope around his finger a few times, and then pulled hard, making a "pop" sound. A fist-sized vibrating egg was pulled out.
Old Zhang turned off the vibrator and tossed it on the ground. Then, he stuck his index finger inside, hooked it, and circled it to check for any foreign objects inside Wen Ke's vagina. Old Zhang didn't want anything inside to hurt his precious penis when he inserted it later. Fortunately, during this check, Old Zhang found a pebble the size of a thumb. Wen Ke's vagina had become loose after a long period of unrestricted fucking, so Old Zhang easily reached in and used his finger to pry the pebble out and throw it on the ground. This pebble was something Wen Ke had inserted herself because she thought the vibrator was too smooth and didn't provide any friction. Old Zhang knew that Wen Ke often secretly inserted things into her genitals, so he would check her every time he fucked her.
Old Zhang slapped Wen Ke's buttocks: "You dog, can't you clean your filthy cunt yourself? If I find anything in your cunt again when I'm fucking you, I'll cut off those two pieces of your flesh to go with my drinks!" After saying that, he pinched Wen Ke's labia and tugged at them, causing Wen Ke to twist her buttocks in pain: "I know, Master, don't pinch me anymore, it hurts..."
In her heart, Wen Ke was thinking about whether she should deliberately make a mistake so that Old Zhang would cut off her lewd labia...
Old Zhang took off his underwear and knelt behind Wen Ke's buttocks, taking out the thing that Wen Ke had been dreaming of. "Isn't this what I've been humiliating myself for?" Old Zhang thought, shoving a thick, fleshy penis about the thickness of a child's arm into Wen Ke's vagina. "Hmm... it doesn't feel as tight and oppressive as before. This dog's vagina is loose." Old Zhang frowned and cursed, "You dog, why don't you squeeze your legs together!" Hearing this, Wen Ke squeezed her legs together and squeezed her crotch tightly. Old Zhang felt the tightness now, and then he grabbed Wen Ke's two whips with one hand and started thrusting his penis in and out, making Wen Ke moan.
Watching her husband and maid's passionate encounter, the middle-aged Lai, in the prime of her forties, also felt her lust rise. She pulled a bamboo chair over to Wen Ke, pulled down her pants, and sat down with her legs spread. Lai's crotch was covered in thick, curly pubic hair. She snatched the braid from her husband's hand and pulled Wen Ke's head down into her groin: "Hurry up and lick my cunt! If you're not satisfied, I'll cut off your tongue! So you won't be able to speak like a human!"
Lai pressed Wen Ke's mouth against her vulva, her legs tightly clamping his head. Wen Ke stuck out his red, tender tongue and licked inside Lai's vagina. The smell of Lai's genitals was strong, a pungent, fishy odor filling Wen Ke's nostrils. Even the pubic hair tickled his nose.
"Lick! Lick now! You lazy bitch!"
"Lai Da Niang cried out, pressing her hands against Wen Ke's head and stroking it up and down. Wen Ke's tongue, after repeated training, was very flexible and long. Soon, he licked Lai Da Niang to orgasm again and again. Finally, a stream of foul-smelling vaginal fluid gushed out from Lai Da Niang's vagina, along with a large amount of urine, all of which poured into Wen Ke's already open mouth. Wen Ke swallowed and drank all of Lai Da Niang's vaginal fluid and urine mixture. He also pressed his mouth to Lai Da Niang's genitals and sucked, licking her crotch clean.
"Well done!" Lai Da Niang said happily after venting her anger, looking at Wen Ke, whose mouth still had a few hairs stuck to it. "Tell me, what kind of reward do you want?"
"Please...please, Master...reward...reward this slave with a big slap." Wen Ke said, his hands on the ground, his face flushed. His eyes were glazed and his words were incoherent from being constantly fucked in his lower body.
"Good, as expected of our Wen slave, even the reward has to be extraordinary." Aunt Lai pinched Wen Ke's firm cheek with her right hand and mocked, "Your parents have wasted their time raising you, a graduate student. If your parents were still alive, what would they think if they saw their beloved daughter being beaten up just to be a bitch, and giving away all their property?"
Wen Ke's parents died in a plane crash. This pig farm was built by Wen Ke using her parents' inheritance, and Wen Ke was responsible for all the work at the pig farm, as well as providing for Old Zhang and Aunt Lai to satisfy their sexual desires. The only food they ate was the leftovers from Old Zhang and his wife. Their lives were worse than those of slaves, but Wen Ke was satisfied with this "fulfilling" life.
"Waste...waste dog...a stray dog...no parents...only an owner."
Wen Ke licked Aunt Lai's fingers and mumbled.
"Haha!" Aunt Lai lifted Wen Ke's chin, looking at her face, which should have been fair, delicate, and smooth, but was now somewhat yellowish and rough from frequent sun exposure and labor. She laughed, "You're so shameless! Come on, lift your dog face, and your master will give you 20 slaps."
"Thank you, master, woof woof woof..." Wen Ke barked like a dog, her voice perfectly mimicking its sound, just like a dog.
"Old Zhang, you hold this shameless dog's leash." Aunt Lai tossed Wen Ke's two braids over to Old Zhang and said, "Pull this dog face up for me."
"Okay..." Old Zhang wrapped Wen Ke's two long braids, which reached her hips, around his right hand and pulled them back, so that Wen Ke's head had to be tilted high up to look at Aunt Lai.
"Slap...slap...slap!"
Aunt Lai slapped Wen Ke repeatedly across the face with both hands, leaving him seeing stars and his cheeks flushed red. Meanwhile, Old Zhang, who was doing doggy-style sex, felt the vaginal cavity gripping his penis tighten and loosen, and the fluid inside increased, white foam dripping onto the ground.
"Ring ring..." Old Zhang's phone rang. "Hello?"
"Oh, yes, okay, okay, okay," Old Zhang answered, holding the phone.
"Old Zhang, who's calling?" Aunt Lai asked her husband.
"Nothing, just an advertisement," Old Zhang said.
"Really?" Aunt Lai asked, puzzled, but seeing Wen Ke present, she didn't speak.
Old Zhang turned Wen Ke over, making her lie on the ground. He took off his cumbersome rain boots and pants and threw them aside. He knelt down, pressing his hands against Wen Ke's scarred breasts as support, and began thrusting his hips faster. His penis moved in and out of Wen Ke's vagina rapidly, causing Wen Ke to moan, "Ah~ Faster! Fuck me to death, fuck my rotten cunt raw... Ah~"
Old Zhang and Wen Ke climaxed simultaneously. Old Zhang ejaculated all his semen into Wen Ke's cervix. He didn't care about the possibility of pregnancy. He had ejaculated into Wen Ke's vagina hundreds, if not thousands, of times. Several times, when the birth control pills failed and Wen Ke became pregnant, it was Old Zhang who caused her to miscarry.
"Lick it clean, you filthy dog!" Old Zhang grabbed Wen Ke's braid and pulled the slumped Wen Ke over. He shoved his limp, semen-covered penis into Wen Ke's mouth. Wen Ke obediently opened his mouth and sucked on the glans, licking the liquid off the glans. Then he licked the shaft until Old Zhang's penis was shiny with oil. Old Zhang picked up Wen Ke's clothes and used a relatively clean piece to wipe his penis clean before throwing it on Wen Ke's head: "You filthy dog, hurry up and put on your dog skin and get to work!"
"Yes..." Although Wen Ke was very tired, he still picked up his only set of clothes from the ground and put them on. Then he lay back down on the ground to eat the "dog food" he hadn't finished.
"You filthy wretch, eat your mother's food!" Granny Lai kicked Wen Ke in the buttocks. "What time is it? Still eating? Hurry up and get to work! Have you finished your work yet?"
"But Master..." Wen Ke fell to the ground and said, "This servant hasn't eaten yet..."
"Eat your mother's food!" Granny Lai slapped Wen Ke across the face. "Do you, a dog, have the right to talk back to your master? Go to work! Put the food here and eat it when you're done!"
"Granny Lai," Old Zhang glanced at Granny Lai and advised, "If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it first, right? How can it have the strength to work if it's not full? Besides, it won't make a difference if it takes a little longer to work, will it?"
"Hmph! Since your master says so, then I'll allow you to eat first..." Granny Lai said.
"Thank you, Master... Thank you, Master..." Wen Ke kowtowed obsequiously to express his gratitude, preparing to eat the leftover food and bones in the bowl.
"Wait..." Aunt Lai stopped her and said, "This food is so dry, I'll add some water for you." Then she took off her pants, squatted over the basin, and urinated. The pale yellow urine shot into the basin, creating foam. After urinating, Aunt Lai wiped her urethra with a tissue and threw the tissue into the basin, saying, "You can eat now, hurry up and eat, I'll give you two minutes."
Wen Ke kowtowed in gratitude and then knelt down, wolfing down the food with her mouth and tongue. She was too hungry; she hadn't eaten breakfast and had been working. She had only managed to eat a few bites when Aunt Lai and her husband started tormenting her, and she hadn't had time to finish. Although this kind of food was too humiliating, what could she do? She was just a female dog. But even a female dog wouldn't want to eat this kind of food, right? Wen Ke finished eating the food in the basin, including the tissue, and then cleared away the dishes.
Old Zhang watched Wen Ke leave and enter the pig farm. He asked his wife with some heartache, "Lai Po, is what we're doing to Wen Ke appropriate? What if she can't take it and calls the police? It's such a waste to treat such a college student like this, all those injuries on her body..."
Before he could finish, Lai Po ridiculed him, "Worrying about Wen Ke? Calling the police? Ridiculous! The power isn't in my hands anymore. If she can't take it, she can just say 'safety first,' and she'll be free to go wherever she wants. But look at how we've treated her, she said..." "Did you do it? If she had used safe words, I would have let her go long ago, or I would have taken her in as a goddaughter and treated her like my own daughter. You know, we take the money and have to do the job. Besides, don't you like a slave who can be beaten and scolded without complaint? I just saw you, you old man, having sex with her and you seemed to enjoy it, didn't you?"
Aunt Lai met Wen Ke a few years ago when she worked as a nanny at his house. Having not seen his parents for many years, Wen Ke and Aunt Lai, who was almost 40, started playing a master-slave game by chance (I haven't figured it out yet), and Wen Ke became increasingly involved. After his parents' plane crash, Wen Ke liquidated his inheritance, including several houses and stocks, plus savings, totaling over 30 million yuan.
With tens of millions in assets, Wen Ke could live a life of luxury, but deeply immersed in BDSM games, she once again degraded herself. While watching a news report about human traffickers abducting female college students and selling them to elderly bachelors in remote mountains to serve as wives and slaves, she had a sudden inspiration: she sold herself to Granny Lai for 20,000 yuan to be his son's wife. Since everything a slave owns belongs to the master, Wen Ke handed over all her tens of millions, along with the money from the sale, to Granny Lai after receiving the money.
However, upon arriving in the countryside, Granny Lai's son heard about this and forcibly took the money from Granny Lai, saying he wanted to do business and then left. Granny Lai harbored resentment towards Wen Ke, feeling that she was the one who caused her son to leave her. To better control Wen Ke, Granny Lai built a pig farm and cultivated land in the remote mountains to be self-sufficient. This pig farm was more than 20 kilometers from any inhabited area, truly a remote and desolate place.
During his years at the pig farm, Wen Ke was reduced to a slave, even worse than a slave. The scars on his body were mostly from that time. Because the pig farm was far from the city, medicine was scarce. After each beating, the wounds were simply cleaned and left to heal on their own. Wen Ke had a very strong constitution, and each time the wounds scabbed over the next day. Perhaps due to the lack of medicine, the scars remained.
Wen Ke not only had to be humiliated but also responsible for the operation of the pig farm: farming, washing clothes, cooking, and occasionally even providing sexual gratification for Granny Lai and Old Zhang… In short, Wen Ke had to do everything, while Old Zhang and Granny Lai enjoyed their leisure.
However, all of this wasn't forced by Aunt Lai. Wen Ke and Aunt Lai had discussed safe words. If Wen Ke said, "I don't want to be a bitch," then Aunt Lai would stop torturing Wen Ke and treat her like a human being again, meaning the master-slave relationship would end. Of course, the money wouldn't be returned to Wen Ke. Sometimes, Aunt Lai's torment was actually to see how much Wen Ke could endure.
"That's true, but it can't be like this, such a good girl..." Old Zhang said regretfully.
"You old fool, you've become a saint after you've ejaculated your semen! If you're so capable, why don't you stop touching Wen Ke?" Aunt Lai said. "Besides, do you think I like being here?" Aunt Lai looked at the desolate mountains and forests around her. "I'm a very dedicated woman. Once I take the girl's money, I have to help her relax. If that girl says anything safe, I'll leave immediately. Do you think I like staying in this godforsaken place? If it weren't for the girl serving me, I would have left long ago. The more than ten million in the bank earns more than 300,000 in interest a year, enough for us to live a leisurely life in town."
"Let's not talk about this," Aunt Lai lay on the bamboo chair and asked Old Zhang, "What did your son say to you on the phone just now?"
"Nothing much, just that my son..." Old Zhang immediately shut up to save the day, "Someone called and asked if I wanted a formula for having a baby."
"Lying! You've been with this old man for so many years, do you think I wouldn't know if you're lying or not?" Aunt Lai's eyes were filled with the intensity of a torture interrogation. "Tell me! What did your son say to you? Otherwise, we'll have some family discipline!"
"Actually... actually, it's nothing..." Old Zhang said weakly, "It's just that our son brought a wife home from outside, and she's already in H City."
"What?!" Aunt Lai said, "That unfilial son dares to come back? And with a wife?" It turned out that her seemingly honest son had secretly transferred all the money from Aunt Lai's card. Fortunately, Aunt Lai was careful and had put more than ten million yuan in a hidden bank card, so it wasn't all transferred away. This made Aunt Lai very angry.
"Oh right? What?" Aunt Lai said, "He brought a wife too?"
"Yes, he brought a wife." Old Zhang said
, "This...this..." Aunt Lai was both angry and happy about her son's return. She was angry that he had stolen the money, but happy that he had brought his wife home. You see, Aunt Lai had always thought her son was troubled by not having a wife. She had originally wanted to match him with Wen Ke, who was a rich and beautiful woman at the time, but her son refused, saying that marriage and love were free. What a load of nonsense! If Wen Ke hadn't been so shameless, what right would you have to marry a woman who was tall, big-breasted, big-butt, highly educated, and rich?
"Eat watermelon, eat watermelon." Old Zhang said.
"Eat." Aunt Lai picked up the watermelon and then said, "This brat, how are you going to eat watermelon like this?" It turned out that Wen Ke hadn't brought a knife with him when he brought the watermelon, so Aunt Lai didn't know where to start.
"No, I'll go, I'll go. That girl's working so hard, I'll go get it and check on how the planting is going." Old Zhang stopped Aunt Lai from taking out her phone.
"Go ahead," Aunt Lai said, "I'll take a nap first."

[The End]

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