by usemeinva

Chapter 11

I woke up the next morning when a bucket of cold water was thrown on me. I was startled not only from the cold but from the ass of the pig that was practically sitting on my face. We were told to eat up because today was going to be a long day and we wouldn’t have time to eat the rest of the day. With that, the slop was dumped in the trough and we had to rush to get something to eat before the pigs ate it all.

Once we had cleaned out the trough we were ordered to line up nose to ass and crawl to the gate where we were let out of the pen. The tape was ripped from our arms and legs then the humblers were removed from our balls. At this point, we were ordered to stand and follow the farmer who was in charge of us. We were taken to a place where we were hosed down to get the worst of the mud from the pigpen. After we were “clean” we were led to the center of the barnyard. We were told to form a semi-circle. He told us today we would be doing work on the farm that was much needed but time-consuming and there wasn’t time for the regular farm slaves to get the tasks done.

He pointed to the first slave who was told there is a fallen birch tree on the edge of a field that needs to be removed. He would be given a hand saw to cut it up. He was also to make 5 bundles of 10 switches from the branches of the tree.

The second slave was told that there was a bunch of briars overtaking one of the pens. The briars would damage the livestock if not removed. He was provided with clippers to do the work. He was also instructed to cut five 4-foot long canes of briars and keep them separate from what was discarded.

The third and fourth slaves were assigned to the woodwork shop where the overseer there would give them their instructions.

The remaining slave and myself were assigned to the tack room where the leather harnesses and saddles were kept. We broke up and went our separate ways. Our overseer told us that we would be caring for all of the leather tack. Oiling it and repairing it as needed to make sure it was in good shape. As we got to work we were ordered to pay particular attention to several leather straps and crops. But we worked all day and oiled and mended all of the harnesses saddles and other tack used on the farm.

It was about sunset when we finished and we were ordered to gather the straps and crops and follow the overseer to the barn where the slaves stayed at night. When we got to the barn the farm slaves were gathered around eating their dinner. My stomach growled I hoped I would get to eat as well, but that was not to be.

One of the overseers got the attention of the farm slaves and told them that they had some entertainment planned for them that evening. I looked in the direction where the farm slaves started working and noticed that six saw horses were set up at the front of the room. I learned that the sawhorses were constructed by the woodshop duo. He took the leather straps and the crops from us and put them on a table to the side of the room. The birch switches, the briar rods, and some wooden paddles were also there. He instructed each of us to go and take position over each of the sawhorses there were ropes at the legs to restrain us with. Once we were all in position the farm slaves whooped and hollered at our exposed asses. Once we were all in position, we were told that we would each get ten swats with each implement and that we would be giving the swats to the other slaves ourselves. The first slave was released and told to get one of the birch bundles and to give the 10 swats to each of us. When my turn came to receive came I could definitely feel the branches cutting into my ass. We had been warned that if we didn’t give good hard swats that we would receive the remainder of the swats by ourselves.

Next was the paddle. The first paddle didn’t have holes drilled in it as I would discover the second one would. Both hurt like hell especially on the broken skin from the switches. The crop was next and the slave was told to apply that to each of our balls. I thought I was going to pass out from the pain.

The second paddle followed the crop then the leather strap. That was applied to our backs. After that I was released as the final slave I was told to use the briar rods on the lower buttock and thighs of the other slaves. I was glad I wouldn’t have to endure that, however, it pained me almost as much to give those swats as it would have to receive them. The briars were sharp and definitely broke the skin of my fellow slaves. Their legs were streaked with dripping blood once I was done.

I had hoped we were done but I was mistaken. I was tied back to my sawhorse and the overseer announced that the usual restriction to sex in the barn was lifted tonight. The slaves were welcome to take advantage of our holes for the remainder of the evening but were reminded that they would be expected to do more work than usual the next day so to get some rest.

The lights were turned off except for one dim red bulb that provided enough light for the other slaves to see to use our holes. Fortunately, the slaves had been kept chaste for a long time so they didn’t last long fucking our holes but I was sure we serviced most of them two or three times. Finally, after several hours the line of slaves stopped and I fell asleep still bent over the sawhorse with slave cum leaking out of my ass and down my legs.