The directors told the slut fag that he would be fired from the accounting firm to work at the pig breeding company.
The Pig didn't even question their suggestion; he was heavily in debt and had no alternatives. Soon he would be evicted from where he lived, and he could no longer continue working at the company.
A new job, with housing included, even with a low salary, could be a way to regain some money.
The directors oriented Pig to sell what little he still had, to take only clothes, documents, and personal things. They informed him of the corner near his house, where the breeding company van would pick him up.
He thought he would get a ride to his new job.
He was excited. He loved the idea of working in the countryside, close to real pigs, in a breeding industry, where he could soon find many new colleagues to abuse him.
When the van arrived, the employee opened the trunk, chained Pig's hands behind his back and ankles, closed the door, and left. The fag guy obeyed without question, as he usually did. They didn't say anything to him; they treated him like luggage, like something to be transported.
They left everything the Pig had of his right there on the sidewalk. They took only him, chained, not knowing where.
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