The Trailer Man’s Pig Ch. 02

Found out by my father, while I was jerking it to a big hairy repair man, he roughed me up and left the outside the trailer of a man who had started to change my life.

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I lifted myself from the ground, knees weak, shivering from the cold air. I absolutely wreaked of piss and I didn't care.

"C'mon pig boy I can't let the cold air out."

My new daddy was inside holding the door for me. I reached up and touched the new fastened collar and walked inside.

The aroma that emanated from him was intoxicated, and the living area smelt the same. It smelt like a pig den, ripe musky armpit and cigarette. There definitely wasn't cold air coming out, but I could hear a couple fans blowing.

The only light on was a table lamp by a lazy boy recliner, showcasing a moth and another ashtray, as well as a small bottle and a couple beer bottles.

From behind me I hear a switch flip and the room fills with a low light, almost like the light was about to die out. I looked around the trailer to take in my new surroundings. A small kitchen with dirty dishes in the sink and a small table with yet another ashtray, this man was a heavy smoker. The main living area had a decent looking corduroy couch with a big stain in the middle of the corner seat, a lazy boy recliner, and across from it all was a pretty big tv. Down the hall I could only imagine were some more rooms and a bathroom.

"Well faggot, yer new home is pretty nice considering you're not not wanted in your old one huh?" His voice bellowed behind me.

He hit it right on the head of the nail. It was a musty, and cozy.

"I actually really like it Si --" my voice dropped, in the new light I saw this still mysterious man in all of his glory.

His round face was unconventionally handsome, maybe to a modern woman he'd be ugly and gruff looking. A pair of dark brown eyes, which sat below some very thick eyes brows, stared me down hungrily. Like I first saw outside, every inch of him seemed to be covered in thick dark curly hair. All over the his chest, his shoulders, lower neck, down over arms and onto his hands. His legs too my god, I didn't know a man could be so hairy. I could also now see why I could smell him so easily, his wife beater was heavily stained at the armpits, and his tighty whitys were now yellow from his pissing earlier. My guess is that he hadn't changed or showered in a while. His beer gut was big, fairly round, and somewhat firm looking, and the bottom peaked out below, showing even more fur. Below that was his big bulge. His thick cock was outlined, and his balls sat heavy in the bottom.

I was looking at the sexiest man I'd ever seen.

He saw the look on my face and a big grin appeared out of his facial hair. "What was that boy? I didn't hear ya. You're gonna have to speak up when you talk to yer new Daddy." He adjusted his cock and put his hands on his hips. He stared into my soul.

For the first time in a few days I smiled and let out a soft chuckle. "I can't believe men like you exist Sir, I've seen some guys that come close, but I hope you don't mind me saying you're the sexiest man I've met."

That seemed to puzzle him a little. His confidence soon took over and he lumbered over to me. Surprised, I dropped my piss covered shirt onto the trailer carpet. He got within a foot of me and grabbed my shoulders. His eyes narrowed.

"Is my fag boy already in love? You like how big and hairy and dirty your Daddy is?"

"Yessir." No hesitation. I gasped at my eagerness "I mean I'm not in love, I mean I'd be lucky to be your boy, no I am yours Sir, I -"

"Shut up pig, you sound like stutterin idiot." He stopped me. I tucked my lips in and force my mouth to stop. His thumbs played over the top of my shoulders. "I'm gonna have a lot of fun training you. Like I said, yer living with me now, you ARE mine. You don't need to think about anything from before, or yer future. Just be happy yer with Daddy."

I let my lips loosen and looked up at him. He's exactly what he said. Hairy, Big, and Dirty, like a caveman and redneck morphed into one. A minute ago my hole was hooked on his finger. I was choking on his piss and then his fat tongue. He is my Daddy, the man I had always dreamed of. I had no idea what my future was, but I wasn't scared anymore. "I am very happy Sir." I felt confident and leaned in to kiss him. I felt his hand reach up into my hair and pull my head back.

"I know faggot, you can't help it, and I like the attitude, but I'm in charge, you got that? There's a lot you need to learn about being a faggot."

"Yessir!"

"Good faggot." He smiled and held my head in place, leaned down and began sucking and kissing on my neck. "Daddy's gonna grope and play with his new sex toy." He whispered.

A jolt ran through me and I reached out, grabbing the sides of his sweaty tank top.

"Yeah, Hold onto Daddy, and don't you dare fight back faggot. Open yer mouth."

I did as I was told and opened, and he immediately spit a wad of saliva into my mouth and clasped his hand over. "Swallow."

It tasted like a man spit in my mouth. I don't know what else to say. It was warm and thick and it was awesome. I felt cheap.

I gulped it down and he removed his hand. "Open your mouth faggot."

I opened and my tongue came out like a dog.

"Gooood Boy." Spit! Another wad flew into my mouth and I closed my mouth to swallow before he could say anything. His hand gripped my hair tighter. "Uh uh faggot I said OPEN!"

I felt dumb, I wasn't listening to him. I open my mouth and showed my tongue to him. This time he spit on my face. It dripped slowly down my face, as I kept my mouth wide open. SPIT! Another down my throat. Maintaining his grip his other hand went down to my waistband and pulled me closer to him. "NOW you can swallow faggot."

I shortly savored the taste and then gulped down his spit. Sooo good.

"I like to smoke and drink. Can you taste it boy? Yer gonna keep swallowing my dirty spit and drinking my piss. It's gonna be like yer getting it from the source. Understand faggot?"

"Yes Sir." I nodded.

"If yer good I'll let you have a real beer or cig too ha." He chuckled.

I smiled like a dumb idiot. 'he's funny.' I thought.

He flipped me around and wrapped an arm around me, holding my back to his body. His belly arched my lower back and he pulled my ass into his crotch. He licked up my neck and sucked on my ear. "Oh you're one tasty faggot. You kinda taste like my piss." he chuckled. He continued to grind on me and feel my body from behind. With each second I could feel his cock growing and pulsing on my ass. He began groaning, pulling on my collar and rubbing his beard on my neck.

"Sir -" I gasped.

"Hush, faggot, I ain't killin you." He grunted.

He pulled again, and he was right, it really wasn't that bad, I had overreacted. It was like he knew me better than I knew myself. He kept a firm grip, and I felt owned. He turned me back around, and without a word lifted his right arm above his head, revealing a dark, wet, and hairy mound of fur in the middle of his armpit. The sharp odor hit me in the face, if he hadn't held my collar I would've fallen, the smell was nothing like I'd ever experienced. I stared at his sweaty furry pit, the hair connecting to the rest of the fur on his body.

"Oh my god."I moaned. I couldn't believe how musky and delicious he smelled. "This smell is incredible Daddy." I was fully under his spell.

"I know pig, take it in. I fuckin hate deodorant, and I don't soap'm in the shower."

"It's my new favorite smell Sir" I breathed in inches away from the wet hair and imagine how nasty and delicious it was.

"Yeah pig, I know. Put your face right in there and just breathe it in. I'm gonna play with you some more."

And that I did. I leaned in, mouth watering, and pushed my nose into his hairy armpit, taking the deepest inhale I could. The smell was sharp to my nose, and i precame immediately.

"Oh god yes." I moaned loudly.

"Whiff it good faggot." He said mushing my face around in his armpit. "Eat my fuckin pit and clean it up real good."

I lost myself, inhaling his musk, getting drunk off of the natural dank smell. I kept rubbing my face all over, marking myself in as much of the scent as possible. I never wanted to leave. I began lapping it slowly with my tongue, moaning and sucking on his armpit hair. Soon it was soaked from my tongue bath and I was nursing on his wet fur. I felt just like the pig he called me.

He lowered his arm and switch hands on my collar. I was sad, and looking off into space after having been ripped away from pig heaven. He quickly switched me to his other armpit, and another fresh wave hit me, I was blacking out from his odor.

"Again faggot. Clean Me."

The room blackened around me and I huffed his smell. Greedily lapping up as much hairy redneck smell as possible. He's truly never touched deodorant, and I was thankful for it. I could do this forever.

"You fuckin love this, I can feel your dicklet leaking like a faucet. Goddamn you needed this bad."

He pushed my face into his armpit some more and then pulled my face out. He held my wobbly frame and then gave me a small smack on the cheek. "What do you say to Daddy for letting you give my pits a tongue bath?"

I didn't care that he had hit me. I just wanted to munch more on his sweaty pits. "Thank you Sir, I love your armpits. I could do that all day."

"I knew you'd say that. I spend most day outside workin, so yer gonna enjoy this just about every day."

My face lit up and I felt both his hands on my shoulders push me down to the ground and onto my knees. I looked up and met his gaze. His bearded face peering down past his chest and belly. He took a wider stance and bent his knees slightly to lower his crotch to my eye level.

"Listen. This is your most important lesson Faggot. Take my dick out, and don't move."

My hands moved on their own, shaking, and reaching into his dirty waistband. His thick hairs stuck out and as I pulled it down it just got thicker. I pulled further and his huge dick flopped out from his nest of pubes. I swallowed my spit hungrily. He adjusted his legs and nodded as he maneuvered his body to help me remove his underwear. His hairy cock with still chubbing up, 6 inches of thick bear cock already bigger than mine at full mast. A true beer can dick. My face crept closer as I pulled his under down his hairy legs. My mouth went dry and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Don't fuckin move, bitch boy." I froze, I didn't want to disobey.

He stepped out of his underwear and kicked it to me. "Put this in yer mouth."

With both hands I picked them off the floor and stuffed it into my mouth. The taste was almost putrid. Almost.

"Suck on that while I'm having fun, and use that fag nose to get a big smell of your Daddy's cock and balls. You listening faggot?"

"Yes Sir, I am all yours." I said balling his funky briefs into my mouth. The Cotten was warm from the piss, and yet there were still firm parts from what I assume is a lot of dried cum.

"Fuck yeah." He gripped the sides of my head and face and began to drag his cock across my face.

My pulse raced as his smell began to take me once more. His shaft ran back and forth across my eyes while my nose was inhaling as much of his crazy cock and ball musk as I could. He pushed my head further down to underneath his hairy nuts and let them drag down my face. I was moaning loud.

"Let me hear you bitch, and you better keep sucking on that piss rag on your mouth."

With one hand he lifted his crotch up and the other he shoved my face into his man taint. This was the hairiest part of him so far. As far as I could tell, he was at least wiping his ass every day, but the smell down here was dirty and gritty, and I was again in heaven.

"Yephhir Ffang you Daddy" I moaned from underneath him.

"Yer so fucking welcome." He grunted.

He humped his hairy taint into my face and his hairs tickled my nose.

"I'm marking you right now, you know that, Pig? Can you smell my fucking man hole? My piss, my pits, my balls? You're gonna smell like my ass until I'm fucking done with you."

The thought of him being done with me terrified me. Just as I found this safe space under this fat brutes shit hole, I wouldn't dream of leaving.

I felt him grind harder and wipe the underside of his balls down my face until the tip of his cock dribbled precum into my chin. He let go of me and I sat on my knees in a daze.

"...... Boy." He said peering over his belly to look at me.

I reached up to remove his underwear from mouth, but his hand shot up. "Uh uh. That stays until I say so. My command faggot... I was about to say it's high time we sealed the deal, now I just need to choose wear to dump my first load..."

He watched me as he slowly stroked his fat hairy cock. Beads of precum formed at the tip but he'd swipe it with his finger and put it all over the head.

I began to squirm and suck harder imagining me sucking him. The stale piss and rank flavor was staining my tastebuds.

His dick was growing, slowly, getting fatter, and longer. Barely a curve, a monster dong. Soon he was stroking 9 full inches of thick hairy meat, the biggest I'd ever seen. With each pull his big nuts lifted.

He let go of is dick and lifted his tank up over his belly, and rub his thick fingers through his belly fur, grabbing handfuls and playing in it, something I desperately needed to do. His dick was strong and hard, he was throbbing it while stroking his body. I watched it bounced up and down, mesmerized.

"Awwww look at'cha." He said moving a hand back to his dick. "Yer such a fucking dick pig. You want this more than anything you've ever wanted huh?"

I nodded.

"Want me to plant my dick down that faggot throat?"

My breathing quickened and I nodded harder.

"You want me to fuck yer fag hole with my dirty redneck bear dick?"

I moaned loudly.

"Take those out of yer mouth and tell me you want it."

I removed the musky gag, tears once again welling in my eyes, "Oh my god yes please Daddy." I cried. "I don't know why I'm like this, but can't help it. I want you to ruin me. I want to taste you and feel you. I need you to fuck me like I'm your dirty bitch whenever you want. And I want to suck your fat hog all goddamn day Sir!"

I was so overwhelmed I had to close my eyes and face the ground as the tears fell. What the fuck was happening? Did my dad know this would happen to me? Where has this man been my whole life? I wish this man had been my blood father. So many thoughts ran through my head as I gripped the soaked dirty briefs in my hands.

I cried for a minute straight and then began calmed down. My breathing calmed. I heard the sounds of the trailer, the buzz of the light outside, a generator in the distance, and I heard my new Daddy stroking his now slimy sweaty meat. The floor creaked lightly as he stepped toward me and placed a hand gently on my head. He ran his fingers through my hair and for the first time in a long time I felt affection being pointed in my direction. I slowly looked up at his towering figure. My eyes stopped and watched his hairy dick get stroked beneath his hairy gut.

"Daddy?" I whispered.

His hand gently gripped my hair and pointed my face to his.

"Yes?"

"Can I please suck your dick."

"Yeah pig, get on it. It's time to show Daddy what a good faggot his boy is."

He push me down and I began to take him. My mouth was wide and he kept pushing me down. I got his first six inches before it stopped at the back of my throat. I closed my eyes in ecstasy as I tasted his slimy dick with my tongue. Since he was strokin I tasted the precum and sweat he'd been using as lube. My lips closed around his shaft and tongue continued to taste him as his fat head pressed against my throat wall. He pulled me slowly off and my lips held tight to pull his flavor into my mouth.

"Again."

Back down he pushed me and I slurped him up back into my throat. Another half inch and he was pressing pressing hard on my wall. I made a small gagging noise, wanting to push further, and my tongue continued lapping him as my lips tried anchor me further into him.

"Get my dick nice and wet."

Down, and off. Down and off. Down and off.

He repeated this slow rhythm, holding my face while he pumped me up and down his cock. His cock got stiffer, and grew bigger while I sucked him. Soon I was slurping 6 inches comfortably, and looking hungrily at the remaining 3 inches of man meat.

"Suck me clean, cocksucker, make it sloppy. Lose yerself on my dick."

He picked up the pace. "Fuck yeah."

I was rock hard. Nothing but a mouth for this trailer trash beast man. I listened to his instructions and let my saliva coat his dick. Small pools of spit would form and dribble as it went on, the sloppy noises getting louder.

He spoke a single word with each pump into my mouth. "Fuck. Yes. Suck. My. Fuckin. Dick. You. Fuckin. Faggot. Pig."

Then with more force behind his hands pushed me down hard. "Open up that throat faggot, get my dick down and let me in. Time to turn yer throat into a proper pussy."

He popped into my throat and I convulsed. His cock slid down to a place I didn't know was there. I gagged and coughed and heaved. If I had eaten anything in the past 12 hours I surely would've blown chunks. But nothing came up, and determination kicked in. I will NOT disappoint him. I thought about opening. Just letting him own my whole throat. I gripped the back of his hairy legs and held myself in place while he held me down in his pubes. I gagged again and again but I felt nothing coming up. His full 9 inch bear cock was planted firmly down my throat.

"Good fucking faggot. Stay there. Fuck yeah that throat pussy feels real nice. I'm stretching it pig, you feel that? Pretty soon you won't be gagging from all the cock suckin you're gonna be doin, Boy"

I was really glad to hear that and stayed down on his cock. His thick hairy pubes hid my face and he began to rock his hips and grind out my throat. His hairy pad squished into my face and my throat felt more full than it ever had. I tried to make noise but couldn't. Only breathing through my nose, and escaping air through the side of my mouth. Spit shot out from all sides, and onto his hairy base.

"Oh... oh fuck yeah pig... oh this is gonna be fun. Yer gonna be a good fuckin fag. My faggot... fuck! Look at me."

He pulled me off his dick completely and I gasped as I looked at his hungry dark eyes. Saliva covered mouth and dripped down to the floor. He smiled and I weakly smiled back.

"Hahaha! Fuck yes!" He boomed. His deep southern voice got me excited. He walked over to the couch side table and grabbed a small bottle. He twisted the lid off and took a deep sniff and played with his nipples. I guess it calmed him down or somethin. This big hairy fucker was so sexy. I crawled over instinctively between the couch and the coffee table.

"Oh I know pig. Sit right there."

He pushed the coffee table to the side and sat down on the corner of the couch right on top of the stain. He snapped his fingers and pointed to the space in front of him. He pulled my face close and smacked it with his dick letting slobber fly into my face.

"Alright boy, listen... follow my count you hear?"

"Yes Sir I understand." He pushed me back to my knees and started to shake the bottle.

"Put this under your nose."

He screwed off the lid and held it under my nostril. "Breathe in slowly...1...2...3... hold it... release... other side...1...2...3... hold it... release..."

What... I felt... lost. I felt hot, and horny... and a little dizzy... "Oh fuck"... I feel really fucking horny.

I looked around the room, and put the underwear on the floor. My hands traced my new daddy's dirty feet and ran up his hairy legs. I looked up at him also huffing from the bottle. My heart began to race as my hand slid up his hairy belly, and my fingers ran through his fur.

"Oh... fuck yeah," He said looking down at me. Our eyes met and I could tell he could see how hungry I was through my woozy state. He told another huff and then screwed the cap back on, placing it back on the table. "Yeah, yer never gonna fuckin leave."

He grabbed the back of my head and shoved me onto his dick.

"Suck my fat fucking dick. Keep that throat open, I'm takin' over."

My mind was empty, his dick tasted even better than before, and my throat was way more open. I moaned and bobbed and sucked as drool fell from my mouth. I tucked my teeth away and wanted to be the perfect little cocksucker for him.

"Put your hands on my chest, feel this fuckin man fur. Stroke my chest and nips while I fuck your face."

"Mffffblllllrmmm" slobber was soaking my face and getting his pubes matted. The sounds alone were orgasmic. Slurp, smack, slurp, smack. Over and over his dick slid home into the back of my throat, and my face made contact with his massive forest of matted wet pubes.

I reached up over his belly and spread my fingers wide through his chest hair. Finding his big firm man boobs and nipples I played with and focused on caressing him. Letting him know I was there for him while he pounded my mouth with bear meat.

"Yeah bitch yer learning quick. Play with Daddy's nipples." He bucked his hips. "That's my good boy, fuuuck yeah, suck Daddy's dick. Work my nips and work my cock."

He held me down deep like before. "Stay right there and take another hit just like I told ya before". Again he brought the bottle to my nose and I tried my hardest to breath deep and clear through the slime in my nose. When I realized I had to exhale, I remember the cock down my throat and another mass of spit shot out from my mouth around his fat cock. Once again I felt spun. His dick was such a perfect fit in my throat. I gripped his fur and moaned into his dick.

Back to it, he facefucked me again, keeping my head bobbing at the same pace down onto the base of his fat hairy dick. "Who's my good pig, are you my good pig?"

I moaned loudly and tried to form words as best I could while having my throat plunged.

"Yeah faggot talk with yer mouth full, you look real pretty with a cock down yer throat."

I squeezed his nipples gently and he bent his head back.

"Oh fuck yeah faggot. This is exactly the place where you belong. Servin a real fuckin man, on your knees. Ohhhhh FUCK yeah."

He took me off his dick, leaned forward and spat in my face.

"Thank you Daddy!" I said with my tongue hanging out.

He rubbed his spit and my drool all over my face, gave me a pop on my cheek and shoved me back down on his dick. Harder and faster.

"Yer gonna eat my cock every fuckin day... oh fuck listen to your sloppy throat. Does that make you happy? Talk to me faggot." He shoved his cock deep and grinder his pubes into my mouth.

"MMMGHHHMMM" I moaned into him. Slobber continued to shoot and drool out. My body doing all it could to keep my throat open.

"That's. What. I. Fucking. Thought."

I relentlessly pounded my face into his bear cock while I slowly melted into him. My brain was spent. And I was a gargling mess on his meat. I ran my hands all over him to show how grateful I was. Caressing his big belly, digging into his chest fur, and rolling his big nipples in my fingers while he bucked me for what seemed like an hour.

"Grrrrr... I can't hold back any more faggot. You're about to be the happiest cocksucker ever. I'm a big cummer and you're my new cum dump."

He shot off hard down my throat.

One rope. Two ropes. Three. Too much for a new faggot, no more breathing room at all, the cum had filled my mouth completely and gargled around his cock. I coughed and it shot up into my nose and dribbled out. My face was hot. I managed to swallow a big gulp of hot fresh load from my new Daddy. Slimy, salty, and thick. Pure man cum pouring into my stomach. My lips closed around his base instinctively to not let any escape.

He pulled out from my clamping lips and jerked a fourth fat nut onto my forehead. Another, on my top lip, dripping into my mouth. Another hard cum shot on my nose, splattering my face, and another rope directly onto my now gasping tongue.

"Eat up faggot." He said slapping his dick on my cum covered face. He used the cum on his dick as lube and jerked another shot into my mouth before easing back down my throat. I had no idea a man could cum this much.

He held my head down on his thick now softening cock, and grabbed the bottle again. I heard him shake the bottle and knew what was coming. He unscrewed the lid and lifted my head off his cock. His cum was all over my face.

"You got my cum dribblin out yer nose faggot. Get it back in your throat, so you can breathe." He said taking a whiff.

I inhaled hard through my nose. Almost like I was spitting a loogie, except it was all cum. The smell and taste was delicious I thought as it rattled through my nose into my mouth.

"Good pig." He said rewarding me with another bottle sniff. "Make sure yer saving some cum in your mouth, don't swallow it all."

He pulled me down onto his cock again and I pooled his cum into the front of my mouth, nursing his big dick with my cum filled mouth.

Bliss.

I was there for for what seemed like hours. The cum on my face had slowly dripped down, and even dried a little where it was able to rest. He'd facefucked me on his dick, and then out of nowhere he moan out obscenities and shoot another load. None of the ones that followed were as massive as the first, but the thick taste was just the same.

I was slurping load after load. His cock was slimy with saliva and bear jizz, I desperately wanted him to let go so I could clean and slurp up any fallen load, but he kept my head bobbing, making me continue to suck him. His hairy pad of pubes were wet and flattened from the continued face fucking, with each deep pump my face squished into his cum covered crotch. My hands were petting and stroking his thick hairy belly fur on their own, and I moaned numbingly in between my sucking fag noises.

Finally I felt my head resting, nestled into the crook of his hairy crotch. I continued to suck gently, his cock now beginning to ease as well.

"Fuck" he inhaled as his belly rose, and so my arms. He held my face down and patted the back of my neck.

His next words were dirty, as always, but his tone was kind.

"Clean me bitch. Suck all that load and saliva off my dick. I want this all cleaned up so I don't have to shower tonight."

"Fuck yes!" I thought.

I slowly used my lips to come tightly off his cock. I took my time sucking up load from the base of his fat hairy cock. His huge bear nuts, and the dribble that was stuck in his hairy taint. I sucked every bit of bear fur he had below his belly, making sure he was clean as a whistle.

He smeared the remaining cum on my face all around and the excess he pushed into my mouth. He lit a cigarette and smoke quietly while I, still dazed and hypnotized cleaned him and sucked him as instructed.

"I gotta piss." He said looking at me, waiting for my next move.

I felt more at home here in this trailer than my childhood home, more seen, and more alive.

I coughed and looked up at him, my throat sore, "I'll take care of you Daddy"

I kissed and stroked each of his thighs, and took his still somewhat firm dick into my mouth. I got lower to the couch and waited, not long, for his stream.

"Good boy." He let loose into my throat and without a second thought I began to swallow, and swallow. I lurched once, but kept it all down, gulping his yellow piss with complete success.

My arms went limp and I began to slowly close my eyes. The day was telling me I was done. I couldn't help it. I continued to drink his dirty piss and massage his thick hairy thighs. He let loose until the streamed slowed and his cock, still chubby began to pull from my mouth.

"Alright, come're faggot, get up." I felt him shift off the couch and help me stand up. "Follow me."

His tone was so soothing. His drawl made me even more calm. My legs were weak but Daddy held me tight. Next thing I know I was being eased onto a semi firm bed. "Oh wow Daddy. I'm so sorry, I'm so tired. And so dirty"

He laid me down and crawled in next to me.

"Yeah, no shit, pig. Look who yer new daddy is, no wonder yer tired and dirty." He chuckled at himself.

"But Sir-"

"Shhh shut up now." He nestled up behind me and pulled me close to his body. He was so warm and fuzzy. Ohhh this hairy beast had me whipped. I closed my eyes and began to drift off to sleep. I felt Daddy lean toward my ear.

"Yer a good boy, made a great first impression. Now yer mine, and yer Daddy says go to sleep. You can worry bout doin laundry and clean the sheets tomorrow."

"Thank you, Daddy." I said holding his arm tightly. My fingers ran across and played with thick arm hair and smiled. "Good night Sir."

He kissed my neck hard, squeezed me, and I was soon fast asleep.

"Good night boy."