Young Swift immediately began mumbling and pawing at his soiled female undergarments, gesturing towards his ancient chastity cage. "P..please h..elp take it off s..sir", he stuttered, throat sore from the leagues of cock he had taken the night before. "Yer lucky ye can shit through that there metal grate" boomed Pakito, sneering at the shit-sieving contraption attached to his rear. "Now how in the hell am I supposed to get that off, and how are you going to pay me?". Swift thought quickly, he had no money and couldn't afford to stay trapped in this nightmare cage any longer... The lie slipped through his semen crusted lips before he could stop it, "my daddy is a very rich man, he will reward you greatly". Pakito, being a good jew, became fully engorged at the thought of abundant shekels, and barely disguising his throbbing erection, fired up the forge and prepared to remove the cage.
With deft hands, Pakito was able to remove the shit-grate that had long protected Swift's delicate anus, and was about to remove the rest of the cage when a thought struck him. "What did ye say yer daddy's name was?". Swift stammered and spluttered but was unable to come up with a convincing lie and immediately turned and tried to flee the shop. "WHERE THE FUCK YE GOING?!", boomed Pakito, reaching out one tree trunk hand and stopping Swift in his tracks. "We had a deal ye little shite and ye broke it, now I'm going to take me due," exclaimed Pakito with a savage glee. Filled with the rage of his savage ancestors Pakito bent Swift over the edge of his anvil, and with a great hammer blow he penetrated the boy. Pounding furiously and in a drunken rage only a true dwarf can embrace, he claimed every shekel that Swift had owed him, and more. Swift was screaming in pain and rage - nothing solid had come through this hole in over a decade since his diet had been mainly spooge donated by his master.
The pain was exquisite; stars bursting behind his eyes as the raging dwarf took him for what seemed like eternity. Swift was certain he would witness the heated death of the universe before the dwarf finally came.
It was like a tidal wave of heat when Pakito unleashed his orgasm upon Swift's supple rectal cavity. He almost felt bad when the boy screamed and collapsed under his gargantuan manhood, breathing warm cum like a demented leviathan all over his back and asshole. His fury still not quenched, Pakito grabbed Swift by the back of his head, and with his giant hands threw him screaming and writhing into the street. As he flew through the air, Swift let loose a chemtrail of blood and cum; a disgusting trail which splattered across the ground. Skidding to a stop finally at the other side of the road Swift felt his prostate tighten up and a geyser of marblecake and blood spouted from him like Old Faithful itself. The last thing he remembered before the world went black was the misty spray landing all around him, smelling faintly of mead and ash.