I didn’t respond, my remit had been completed after the boar. Within a few swift strokes I felt human sperm join the boar sperm inside me. “It’s a wrap! first time single take ever! What’re you going to call the film Jay?
” “I dunno!” replied Jay….
“You think of something!” Jay had now led me from the pen and I stood alongside him with a sticky congealing mess drying in whitish orange stains from my shoulders to my thighs. The crew and everyone and everything else was again visible to me. I looked across to the boar that had just mated with me and once again a warm grateful glow spread through my thighs. “Can I clean myself up now please?
” I heard myself asking. “Not until you’ve finished.” replied Jay and led me towards the next pen. I was sired by three more boars that evening, but Jay and his evil nature failed to recognise that neither hypnotism nor drugs could keep someone on a permanent sexual high without incurring physical and physiological penalties. I was gradually being reduced to a filthy stinking mess from the continued assaults on my senses and my sexual organs.
Jay had changed his mind about making individual films with each boar and decided to record the whole thing as an ongoing boar’s gangbang therefore not allowing me to clean up after each animal had spent itself inside me. I was thus filmed leaving the first pen and making my own way to the second wearing the same scanty clothing, now stinking and stained, with my soft, long auburn hair cascading over my shoulders. As I strode towards pen #2, close ups were taken of my swinging breasts, the matted mess of semen, straw and faeces congealing on on my inner thighs and my pink slit which winked through my black pubic hair with each step. Filming stopped briefly while Jay inserted his fingers up my vagina and pulled some of the jelly “plug” away thus allowing the boar’s semen to seep from my inflamed slit and trickle down my thighs. Jay may have been an evil bastard, but he understood visual stimulation was more than just the act of shagging.
The bare flesh above my stocking tops and my swaying buttocks quivered each time my high heeled shoes touched the ground. Even in this state, I knew my looks and physical attributes would have caused cocks to stiffen from Bangor Town to Bejing. Throughout my session with the second boar, my desire and willingness to perform was etched in my features as I was led to the pen and given instructions once again by Jay. This boar was slightly larger and heavier which caused my arms to ache with the effort of supporting both my own weight and that of the boar as it mated with me. My knees were sore as no padding had been provided to cushion them from the concrete floor and ladders and holes had started to appear in my nylons.
Once again as I had entered the pen and submitted to the animal’s bestial lust, I was unable to “see” any of the other crew and after the boar had mounted and with Mark’s help entered me, the script changed. Jay allowed the boar to continue f*****g me until I was sufficiently aroused and fast approaching my climax. He then ordered Mark and another crew member to haul the boar away from me while a second naked girl took my place. This was easier said than done and filming ceased as the angry squealing boar was wrestled away from his pleasures before being allowed to mount my stand in. As the boar settled above the second girl and resumed his rhythm, I had rolled on to my back in the straw and was slipping my fingers deep inside my slit to ease the raging desire still burning.
Jay knew he would have to act quickly to allow me the release I craved and position me for the next act. He ordered me to lay on my back at right angles to the bestial couple with my head across the new girl’s calves looking upwards so I was able to see the boar’s pulsating cock as it swivelled around inside the young girls vagina. “Now you will be able to see Mark too. You must open your legs and let him f**k you my dear if you want the satisfaction you crave.” Mark needed no second bidding and immediately positioned himself between my welcoming thighs and slipped his thick black cock once again into my slippery wet vagina.
This time I welcomed the relief the dwarf’s cock was bringing me and wrapped my legs behind his black buttocks, drawing him deep into my womb. The boar continued labouring above the new girl who, like me had been “programmed hypnotically” to receive the boar’s advances and to enjoy them to the full. This she was doing and the little moans and squeals of pleasure she emitted confirmed her enjoyment was genuine. Jay leaned over to the girl and said, “Irma, you must let me know the moment your lover..
comes can you do that for me?” “I….
I…I’ll try!!
” she replied as the race towards her own climax gathered pace. Meanwhile instructions had been given to the crew to fit a special belt harness around the boar’s head and shoulders and just in front of the boar’s rear legs while the cameras panned backwards and forwards to Irma’s face, to me and Mark shagging then back to the trembling cock pouch as it stimulated Irma’s mons. ” Joanna when the boar is pulled away from Irma, you are to reach up and take his cock then drink his spunk. Do you understand? ” I nodded as I pushed myself up to meet the thrusting dwarf cock lodged deep inside me.
“He’s coming..ooooohhhh noooooo!” cried Irma as the boar ejaculated into her, only to be denied her own orgasm as members of the crew hauled him backwards until his spraying cock was withdrawn from his human lover although he remained atop the girl. I reached up with both hands to try and grip the slimy thin member as it’s corkscrew head sprayed a milky grey stream.
My mouth had opened to try and drink the semen as instructed, but my face and hair were already covered in semen and I had to pause and wipe my eyes with a forearm before I was able to finally take a firm grip and bring the slimy member to my open mouth. I gagged for breath as the boarcontinued to pump his sperm down the back of my throat. It had a strong salty/acid taste which contributed to my own lust and the pungent smell certainly heightened my senses. My attempts meanwhile, had also been hampered by the incessant shagging by Mark as my whole body jerked with each thrust. He too had been splashed liberally with the seemingly endless flow of jism and with all this action taking place literally within inches of his face he climaxed, pumping his second load of seed into me.
The boar had initially squealed his anger, but as soon as my lips closed over his member he settled until his climax was complete. I rolled my tongue around the corkscrew tip sucking and gently squeezing with my teeth. All the time I was receiving a commentary from Jay, “That’s it my darling, drink it down. He will be giving you some jelly soon, you must drink this down too..
.every last drop!” Almost on cue the jelly started to flow.. filling my mouth before I could swallow it all.
It started to dribble from the corners of my mouth as I fought to swallow it all down until finally the animal was sated and dropped down from Irma’s back. Mark had rested with his cock still hard within me, but now I took control and begged Mark to screw me hard until I too orgasmed. Almost exhausted with the intensity of my orgasm and the sheer physical effort of the previous hour, I staggered to my feet. My overstimulated sexual nerves were raw and every touch of my sensitive erogenous zones was now painful to the point where there was little or no pleasure left for me. One or two of the more sensitive members of the crew had noticed this and incurred the wrath of Jay by suggesting I was now in pain and should not be made to continue.
I caught myself getting worked up