Caught, Chapter 6 

The following day Frank watched Maggy and Jennifer go down to the bus stop. 
Maggy had on slacks today so he was pretty sure she wasn't going to be
'getting off' today.  He went over to Maggy's deck after he saw the bus
pull down the street.  After yesterday he was totally unsure what to expect
for today.  Yesterday Maggy had been totally self-absorbed and simply
ignored him the entire time, other than sending him for coffee.  He hoped
that she would get bored and end this whole routine.

Frank was in position and 'uniform' when Maggy arrived. With a cheerful
voice Maggy said "There's my good Piggy.  Ready to serve his master.  What
a good Piggy."

"In fact, you will have a treat today for being such a good Piggy." 
Frank's mind boggled at the possibilities and he started to get a hard on
at the thoughts.  "Hmmm, it seems Piggy likes the idea of a treat!  That's
good.  But for now, I would like some coffee."  Maggy sat in her seat and
began to unfold the paper as Frank rushed indoors to make the coffee.

"God!  I hope her 'treat' is that I get to fuck her!" Frank mused as he
made the coffee.   He brought the coffee to Maggy looking forward to her
promised treat.  He backed into his spot and tried to quietly standby while
she drank her coffee and read the paper.  He existed in a partial state of
erection and was unable to suppress it any further.  When he heard the
papers rustle, and knew she was folding the paper, his excitement and his
member grew accordingly.

"So my little Piggy.  I am glad to see that you are so interested in
today's events.  This is an important day because you will get to
experience something that we women are told all the time is wonderful." 
Frank's heart leapt and his erection grew.  "Since I have been told this
often throughout my life I am sure it must be true so today we will find
out together.  Does this sound good to you my little Piggy?"  Frank nodded
vigorously.

"Oh that's good.  I like an enthusiastic Piggy." Maggy laughed.  "Ok then,
there are some things we need.  You will find them in the breadbox on the
kitchen counter.  Go inside, fetch them and bring them back to me by the
table."

Frank hurriedly rushed inside and looked for the breadbox.  He saw it and
opened the lid.  He had expected something like a condom or something
related to fucking Maggy but was surprised to find only two things: a
butter dish and a long thin cucumber or zucchini.  "Jesus, what the fuck is
this about?  Maybe she wants me to dildo her with the cucumber?  But what's
the butter for?  She was plenty lubed yesterday!" he thought to himself. 
In any case, this looked like an 'interesting' combination so he gathered
the items and went out to Maggy.

"Ah, good my Piggy.  Place these on the table and turn away from me to look
at the table please."

Frank did as he was told expecting that she might blindfold him again so he
doesn't see her pussy (if she only knew how rudely he examined her two days
ago he thought getting a hard on once again).

Frank saw Maggy reach around him to pick up the cucumber.  "Do you know
what this is Piggy?"  She asked, showing him the cucumber.  He wasn't
certain if it was a cucumber or zucchini so he shook his head no. 

"This, my little Piggy, is an English Cucumber.  It has very few seeds in
it so it stays firm and is longer and skinnier than a regular cucumber." 
Frank thought lascivious thoughts at the notion it would be firm.

"I see from your animal response you like the idea of this English
Cucumber.  That's good my Piggy." Maggy said with some huskiness in her
voice.  "You see, we women have always been told by you piggies how being
firm is important and how it is our pleasure that drives you to poke your
firmness into every opening we have.  Do you agree, my Piggy?"

Frank was thinking about dildoing her and naturally agreed to this idea
shaking his head enthusiastically.

"I thought you might." Maggy said matter-of-factly.  "So, let us find just
how much pleasure we can produce with this."

Frank saw Maggy reach around and with her hand grabbed a bunch of butter. 
"Ah yes, this should be good now."  She brought the cucumber around and
showed it to Frank.  More than half of it was slicked down with butter. "My
God," he thought, "she's going to take all that?"  Once again, he nodded
vigorously.

"Ok, my sweet little Piggy, bend over." Frank's elation turned immediately
to panic.  "WHAT?"

Maggy had a venomous tone when she leaned into his ear and said, "You are
fucked either way you turn buster so you might as well enjoy it!"

"Oh Fuck!" Frank said out loud.

"Fuck indeed, my little Piggy.  You fucking piggy bastards think it is ok
to jam your things into every opening we have without waiting for an
invitation!  Well you little shit, you are about to learn another lesson. 
Are you ready to learn?"  Maggy's tone made it clear there were only two
possible courses of action - ruin or this new 'experience'.

Frank groaned and bent over.

Maggy laughed, "That's my good little Piggy.  Let me give you a well
deserved treat."  With that, he felt her spread his ass cheeks and then
with a slight sliding of the cucumber up and down his ass crack she pushed
the cucumber into his asshole.  She didn't push it far put the pressure and
pain was enormous.  Maggy leaned over and whispered, Frank thought with
almost a voice of tenderness, "You will find it much easier if you relax
and open up."  She waited and Frank willed his ass muscles to relax.  As he
did, he felt the cucumber slide in slightly more.  Maggy sensed it too and
leaned over and said, "That's good, stay that way." Frank felt himself open
up a bit more and then felt Maggy slide the cucumber into him.  As the
thicker part of the cucumber entered him, he felt like it was tearing him
open and he yelped.  "Relax my darling.  Isn't that what the 'piggies' tell
their women?"  Maggy whispered to him.  She withdrew the cucumber until it
was almost all the way out and then pushed it in again, this time deeper. 
Frank was sure his ass was tearing open and his insides were being filled
with this thing.  Again, Maggy withdrew and again she shoved it into him
deeper yet again.  "Oh yes, I am sure you are enjoying my stiff member deep
inside you, are you not my little Piggy?" Maggy said with a voice that
sounded, at once, vengeful and, at the same time, sympathetic.

Frank wasn't sure if she really wanted an answer but she didn't wait for
one as she withdrew the rod once more and then thrust it back into him. 
She was picking up the pace and Frank could easily imagine now what it was
like to get fucked in the ass.  Maybe this could be good under the right
circumstances but it certainly wasn't good under the current conditions -
it was clear Maggy wanted to drive home the point - sex should be a mutual
thing, a respectful thing, not a one-sided demand for satisfaction. 
Everything about these few days was about this one theme.  Frank was having
that point driven home and was 'getting it'.

Maggy was going furiously now and Frank could only wait until she got it
out of her system so this could stop.  He hoped it wouldn't take long. 
Maggy leaned over and said, "Piggy, I will give you more than you deserve." 
Frank became frightened that she would force him beyond the breaking point
when he felt her reach around him and grab his cock.  She began stoking him
at the same rhythm as her thrusts.  While it was still uncomfortable to
have this vegetable shoved up his ass the feel of her gentle fingers on his
cock was incredibly exciting.  As he became erect, he now had a new
sensation of the thrusts into his ass and he was finding that the sensation
was enhancing the stroking Maggy was giving him.  He started grunting and
instinctively thrusting into her hand.  Maggy sensed the change, tightened
her grip on his cock, and changed the pace to a slower more deliberate
pace.  The slow sliding in and out of the cuke and the slow stroking of his
cock sent him over the top as he exploded.  Maggy milked him until he
stopped thrusting and withdrew the cuke as she stopped leaning over him. 
Frank was exhausted and continued to lie on the table.

Maggy let him catch his breath as she caught hers.  Finally, she said
tiredly "You know, I was going to make you eat this thing after we did this
but I can't do that.  I don't know why.  I've been made to suck cock after
someone jammed it up my ass but I just can't do it.  I'm going to work.  I
will see you tomorrow.  Please clean up the deck before you leave."

With that Maggy left while Frank stayed draped over the table.  Finally, he
stood up and felt the burning in his ass.  He looked at the floor of the
deck as saw his semen all over the place.  Still naked, he went to the side
of the house, got a bucket full of water, and rinsed off the deck.  He
didn't bother putting on his clothes but simply walked through the woods
and into his house naked.  At this point, he didn't give a shit who saw
him.  Fortunately for him and Maggy no one did.

That day Frank thought about the things that Maggy was doing.  At one level
he understood that this was her sense of justice.  Payback for all the
abuses that she, and other women for that matter, had experienced.  In this
sense, he could both empathize and fear her actions.  Empathy for the
justice of it but fear for the possibilities if she chose to go the 'full
gambit' of abuses she may have received.  Frank was not looking forward to
the next day, but, at the same time, he was.  He realized for all her abuse
she wasn't cruel and, like today, made it easier on him than she might have
had she been totally vengeful.  Frank wondered what was next...