Being Mr. Millers Slut – Part 3

Fall was coming soon. I realized that it had been almost a year since Mr. Miller had raped me in his cornfield and turned me into his personal fuck slut. In that time, I’d finally grown but only an inch, I was now 4’9” not even quite five feet. My brown hair hung down to my back now long and thick, and my tits had finally pushed past my B cup and I was wearing a 32C bra at just fourteen. I’d heard my mother say, when she thought I couldn’t hear, that it was almost obscene for such a little girl to have such big boobs but she thought I was too Young for a reduction. My parents still had no idea that every weekend they brought me out to Mr. Miller’s farm I wasn’t just doing chores for him. In fact I wasn’t doing any chores. Every weekend Mr. Miller got to use my body however he wanted. Mostly he fucked me himself, but he had a huge German Sheppard named Duke and a big old boar named Hugo that he liked to see push their cocks into me as well. The local Sheriff, Sheriff Matthew Owen had become a regular visitor on those weekends as well, and my favorite times were when he would visit and I’d have a cock in all three holes. I still fought embarrassment at times but I knew for sure I was a slut, and I loved it.

Sheriff Owen really got off watching me with animals. Mr. Miller just got off watching me act like the slut he’d trained me to be, so when Sheriff Owen wanted to watch me fuck or suck the dog or pig Mr. Miller always let him. Once Sheriff Owen even had Mr. Miller bring me late at night to the police kennels where they kept four K-9’s all big German Sheppard Males. They brought Duke too, and Duke was the first one to mount me. For four hours the two men watched as the dogs pack fucked me. I was in heaven, sucking doggie cock and spreading open not caring if the cocks went into my cunt or ass. Both were now well used to being fucked. At the end Sheriff Owen had pulled me out of the kennel covered in cum, both the dog’s and my own and done something he’d never done. He pushed his mouth over my ass and I felt his tongue moving and sucking inside me as he lapped out the dog’s cum. Mr. Miller had stood over us stroking his ten inch cock until Sheriff Owen was finished drinking the cum out and shoved his own seven inches up my ravaged shit chute. Then Mr. Miller had fed his cock down my throat and they’d fucked me till I had human cum to mix in my tummy and ass with the dog’s. I’d been exhausted and they’d had to carry me to the car, but the entire time I’d told them how good it felt to be used up like that, and they knew it was true because they could see how wet I was.

So it wasn’t a surprise that with the fall, it was Sheriff Owen who bought and paid for Codylove to come live at the farm. It was a surprise to me of course. I got dropped off as usual at Mr. Miller’s on Friday night. After waving by to my dad, Mr. Miller seemed extra excited this night. He took me into the little bedroom I thought of as mine in his house and had me strip immediately. “Got big things in store for you this weekend slut. Huge things.” And he laughed in the dark way he has. “Lean back and show me that fuck hole of yours.” I instantly got wet as he said that. I loved showing my cunt to Mr. Miller and fingering myself for him. I laid back on the bed pulled my legs up and spread them, then reached down and spread my cunt lips open as he stood over me staring down. He licked his lips and dropped his jeans, releasing his ten inch cock which was only half hard. As he stepped out of his jeans he started stroking his cock and looking at me real close. “Shit slut, you’re still so tiny like a baby but that cunt’s been used up good hasn’t it?” I moaned and nodded. “Yes sir, I love it being used.” He smiled down at me darkly. “Push three fingers in yourself.” I did, it was easy. My slit was dripping wet already and I usually fucked myself with three fingers. Mr. Miller stood over me gently stroking his cock harder. “Now put your pinky in that cunt, it’s time.” I blinked up at him a little confused as I tried to turn my hand to see if I could push my pinky inside too. “Time for what sir?” He leaned over and slapped my tits, just hard enough to sting then laughed.