"What's up popper fag?" I said out loud knowing fully well no one was near enough to hear our conversation. He looked stunned as I boldly approached him in such public setting. "What the fu.....are you crazy? Please keep it down or....." I abruptly cut him off. "Oh please as if I would risk exposing my favourite popper pig. I'm not some brainless fag like you. Say.....you are not doing anything tonight right? I'll come by your place for some quality training session and take some more videos and photos." I could tell he was struggling with conflicting emotions. On one hand he was well loved town priest and respected member of the community. On the other hand, he wants to be mindless popper pig serving any men who would willing to use him like a cum dump slut. I know his inner conflict in just temporary struggle. His pig side always wins. "I'm free from 7.........." he had this defeated look on his face but his eyes were filled with lust unfitting of man of god.
"Good pig. You know the routine right? No cloth but jockstrap. And don't forget to pump your nipples and do pre-training exercise. Here. Listen to this new audio file so you better be ready by the time I get there." I smirked as I handed him a USB key in discreet manner. He acted all holy and well mannered but I could see a noticeable twitching on his crouch area. I walked away leaving horned up popper pig slave disguised as a priest.

















