Getting nasty on tape

"Well well well," the farmhand says, looking absolutely pleased with herself. "If it ain't our fresh meat, already eager to get nasty."

I don't know if she wants me to reply or even react. Just to be sure, I nod.

"Two dumb sow flicking each other, that's so cute! Mandy! Come here, we need to film this!"

A second farmhand, which I assume must be Mandy, joins her in front of us, holding a camcorder pointed right at me. It's one thing to be naked in front of strangers, it's another to be put on film. How many people will watch this video? At this point, I doubt I have to tell you that the threat of my nastiness being exposed online is increasing my already-heightened arousal.

"Tell us who you are, sow," the paddle-wielding farmhand orders.

In my head, I feel the conflict between my secret exhibitionist tendencies and the fleeting remnant of shame. However, my **** piggy body completely bypass that conflict, ignoring my dumb human consciousness. "I'm Annie Walter," my lips tell of their own volition. I feel Cecilia's hands pressing harder on my pubis, her fingers rubbing faster against my clit, and my mouth spews out every detail it can think to share. My full name, age, occupation, all of my nastiest secret kinks and fantasies, all while my mind is trapped in a lustful pleasure loop.

And then there's the first hit of the paddle, against my exposed inner thigh. I instinctively close my legs, but I instantly see the dissapointment in the two farmhands eyes; I spread my legs open, and look down to see if the paddle has left a mark.

That's when I notice the numerous marks left on my body from yesterday's barn hazing. Jess had tortured my ass and thighs from behind, but there are bruises spread on the inside of my thighs which I can see from the front. My ass must look terrible. It still hurts a little, phantoms of yesterday's spanking coming and going.

"Me too, please," Cecilia begs. The farmhand generously paddles her fat tits, which makes her entire body twitch with glee. Cecilia reaches her climax before me, and lets out a loud howl. It feels amazing to have my hand on her crotch as she cums, and seeing her intense pleasure helps drive me towards my own edge.

The farmhand focuses on me, hitting me and insulting me until I join my new friend in the ecstatic bliss.