by usemeinva

Chapter 10

We were awakened as a group the next morning. It seemed much earlier than it did previous days although I had no clock to judge by. The trainer came in and woke me by tearing my plug out of my ass; that hurt like hell. He said, That might be appropriate where you are going today but not very practical. All of you on your knees and elbows.”

He produced a roll of tape and taped our wrists to our biceps and our ankles to our thighs. We were then instructed to crawl into a line. Once we were in line a humbler was placed on each of our balls so we could not stand even if the tape came loose. From there we were told to follow him. We didn’t go to the mess but down to the loading dock of the center where I had entered to start with at the beginning of the week. When we got there a livestock carrier truck was waiting for us. We were told to crawl into the truck. The truck had not been cleaned since the last load of livestock had been carried in it. There were random piles of animal shit and some of it was smeared all over where the animals had walked in it and tracked it all over the truck bed. When we tried to avoid getting it on us we were told not to bother that we were in for worse might as well get used to it now. Once the last of us were in the truck bed the gate was locked and the driver got in and took off.

After a short distance, he pulled into a farm and backed up to a pigpen. He got out and six pigs were prodded to go up a ramp and joined us in the truck. The driver yelled as he was getting in for us to all get friendly because we were going to be spending a lot of time together over the next 24 hours or so.

After several more miles, although I couldn’t be sure because the real pigs were definitely interested in funny-looking pigs in the truck with them, we pulled into another farm all twelve of us pigs and “pigs” were unloaded from the truck into a muddy pigpen. The driver laughed and told us welcome to our home for the next day or so. We would be eating, drinking, pissing, and shitting just like the real pigs. He also told us that we were only permitted to oink and not talk. The twelve of us started crawling in the mud and we slaves tried to gather in one corner to protect ourselves from the real pigs that seemed more like dogs than pigs wanting to sniff our asses and balls. The trainer told us no that would not be permitted. We were to mingle and if one of the real pigs gets too friendly you had better just go with it or we’ll put shock collars on you to make sure you are available to them. Now I may have been a city boy but I had a cousin that lived on a farm and could tell the real pigs were female so I knew there wasn’t much to worry about there except maybe a bite but I felt certain they wouldn’t permit that.

This was not going to be much fun but might as well make the best of it. I crawled over to the water trough to get a drink before it had gotten too dirty. If nothing else it was nice to get to drink something other than piss for the first time since I was enslaved. The sun was starting to get hot as the day grew towards mid-day I noticed the real pigs wallowing in the mud to keep cool. I figured it was worth a try. I tried to find a place that hadn’t been shit in yet and wallowed as best as I could with my taped-up arms and legs.

After several hours I had to piss and knew it was pointless to try to hold it. I didn’t even bother to move and just started pissing where I lay. At dinner time the driver returned with several buckets of slop that he dumped in the feed trough. It was peelings, and other waste from the kitchens at the center obviously. I had seen that the ESA-owned slaves definitely ate better than we do. We were told to eat up or else so we all crawled over to the trough and tried to push our way between the real pigs to join them in eating the slop. I wanted to vomit but figured I’d better eat now or I will be left here until I get hungry enough to eat it anyway. After dinner, I crawled over to where the real pigs were bedding down for the night thinking their body heat might help keep me warm, and tried my best although unsuccessfully to get comfortable. I had a feeling it would be a long night.