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On the Farm

By: WildaRaven



By the time I had reached the ripe old age of eighteen I had seen dogs making puppies, Cows making caves and horses too. I know what it took two living animals to reproduce. I knew but yet in my mind I had not thought about people doing the same thing. Well not this people any way. Of course at eighteen I heard the other guys talking about which girl would "put out" and which guys had gotten laid. But yet it still had not gotten through my thick hide that I was of an age when these things should have been important to me. Some guys are just slow and I was the leader of that pack.

I did however like to look at one particular young lady in my class. I was in my freshmen class at the local Junior College. She was tall, dark haired, kind of skinny but I could see she had the beginnings of breasts. But I liked her long legs and I liked the way her rump kind of stood out round and prominent. I would even say she was pretty. But I also noticed that none of the other guys talk about her when they talked about the girls that put out... I liked this and some how thought she was saving that little bit of her life for me. Yet it still never occurred to me that what everyone else was doing was learning about life thought sex. I did begin to know what made a girl pretty and I could tell the ones that were pretty and the ones that were not. 

I also noticed that most guys liked the girls with the largest breasts. I guess that is why the guys did not talk about Karen Edwards. She did not have large breasts yet, but some how I knew that would change with age. But as I said I knew this but my mind did not dwell on it. But I knew just the same.

My father was killed in an accident just after my eighteenth birthday in early Spring. My mother was of course a very distraught lady. She kept to her room and cried a lot while I went about doing the chores and keeping the place running. The money crops were in and they only needed a little tending until time for harvest. There were chickens to be fed, cows to be milked and hogs to be slopped. Our dog Jake seemed to know that there was something wrong as he followed me around a lot closer than he did other wise. 

The day of the funeral Mom and I did not get home until late afternoon. We had been to the church, the grave yard and to my Aunt's house for dinner where Mom could talk with a few close friends.


One thing I really did not like was getting all dressed up in a suite and tie. But I did and as soon as I got home I stripped down to my shorts and was reaching for my jeans when I head my Mom cry out then I heard her fall to the floor. I ran to her room and found her on the bathroom floor with a bump on her head and very much out of it. She was not out cold but she could not get up by her self. 

I know it was not right and I know it was so very wrong of me to look at my Mom with lust in my eyes. That was only part of it I got an erection when I saw her laying naked on the floor. She had just stepped out of the shower when she slipped and fell to the floor hitting her head on the toilet seat on the way down. 

I lifted her up in my arms and carried her easily to her bed. Her breasts were firm and solid for a woman of forty eight. Her hair was all matted with blood. Even before covering her up I want to get a wash cloth to clean her up. When I came back to the bed she was laying prostrate with her legs slightly parted so I could see her wet pink inner apart of her vagina. I looked at this with great interest and thought I came from there and my Dad had had his penis in there many times. I also guess that was part of why people love one another because they make love and not just do it like the animals do. 

I think this was when I realized that my mother was a beautiful lady and more than a Mom. I saw her for the first time as a truly lovely female and I got the second erection and I knew than why guys really got excited about women and what the two could do to one another. I still was not so sure how two people did "it" but I had a pretty good idea. 

I cleaned up my Mom bleeding head and called my Aunt Ruby. She said she would be right over. That would take ten minutes so in the mean times I took a closer look at all my Mom's body parts. I even touched her most inappropriately. I felt her breasts; I let my finger tips trace a circle around her wet pussy lips as the guys called them. When I rolled her over to wash the back of her head I even spread her cheeks so I could see her tiny back hole. This seemed to excite me too. I had to think about this; all of this... Pulling a sheet up over my Mom when I heard tires screech in the drive way. 

Aunt Ruby came up the stairs two at a time. She came into the room and stopped at the sight of my Mom sleeping on the bed. 

"What the hell happened?" she asked. 


I told her I heard Mom scream and I found her on the floor where she must have slipped coming out of the shower. Aunt Ruby had some nurses training and quickly looked mom over and said she did not think Mom was badly hurt just a bump on the head and because of all the pressure she has been under these last few days she was just sleeping it off. I agreed and said we may as well just let her sleep and check on her later. I stood to walk out with Aunt Ruby when I remembered I was also nearly naked and I still had a hard on. I am not a super stud but my shorts were standing well out where it was plan to see I was fully erect. 

Aunt Ruby stopped at the door turned back to take one more look at Mom. I saw her eyes follow my body line down to my shorts. She blinked and her mouth opened and she swallowed then she turned red in the face and she looked up at me. I had a shit-eating grim on my face and a guilty look all at the same time. 

How can a person be a normal kid one day and the next all hoped up with drug like symptoms just because you saw a naked female body. A really gorgeous body at that. But maybe I was also hopped up because that gorgeous body belonged to my own mother. I know what lust is and I know about incest but they were only words in a book until a few minutes ago. The really strange part about all this is that now all the dirty words I had heard but never used came flooding back into my head and this time I was listening to them and there meaning. 

Time seemed to be frozen I was there in the middle of this new world allowing my Aunt to see me as a man and not a kid. I stood there for all of one second but so much was going through my head my head hurt. But so did my erection as it was throbbing and the head was bouncing up and down in my shorts. I thought for a second I was going to ejaculate right there and then. If I had I would have died from embarrassment. I was not far from being that way from just knowing Aunt Ruby had seen me in this condition. She must know I got this way from seeing my mother's naked body. She must also know I am lusting after my own mother. Thanks God she didn't see me touching Mom and thank God she can not read my mind. But as she started to smile I thought for a second she was reading my mind and maybe she was.

Aunt Ruby like my mother was also a widow. Her husband had died some six years ago. I thought of this as I stubbornly refused to hide my erection. I want to yell at her and tell her I was a virgin and needed to not be. I wanted to take my erection out and show her I was a man. But I stood there like the kid I was and acted the fool

"Come on let your mother sleep." Aunt Ruby said in a soft voice as not to awaken mother.


Aunt Ruby did not move to far to the side while holding the door for me to pass. I walked out into the hall and turned to see her again smiling at me.

"Aunt Ruby, It not like that." I blurted out. "I would never." I mumbled as I finely tried to hide my erection. I put my hands in front of my crotch and kind of bent over to hide the fact that the hard-on I had now was not because of my mother but because of Aunt Ruby. I had let my eyes roam over her tall slender figure and her some what smaller breast than my Mom's full round melons. 

Aunt Ruby's smile grew wider and her eyes seemed to brighten and grow fuller and rounder. Her mouth turned up at the corners and she seemed to be transformed into the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. 

I again stood fixed to the floor as if my feet were nailed there. I let my eyes look straight into her eyes. My hands fell away to my sides and I straighten up my shoulders pull them back, my chest pushed out like a military guy. 

My vision blurred and Aunt Ruby became Karen Edwards. I saw Karen standing there all slim and naked smiling at me. I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her. I wanted to feel her nakedness next to me. 

But what happened next was also a blur. Aunt Ruby came into my arms and I kissed her full on the mouth. One hand came up to take a breast in its grip. My other arm went around her shoulders and there we were kissing. I was shaking so bad my knees were about to give out. I never felt her hands reach inside my shorts to take a solid grip on my erection. She moaned and shook almost as bad as I. I believe she knew it was wrong for us to do this but she could not stop her self. I had no thought of right or wrong at all I just wanted to let thing keep going the way they were.

My room was just down the hall and we merged into one moving mass as we hit my bed falling on it still locked together. Though the kisses and groping I managed to get her naked and my shorts came off some where along the line also. 

Aunt Ruby was on her back and I was kneeling between her legs. My erection poised waiting for the invitation to enter. She gave me the signal and some how I knew this was the moment and so I pushed down and forward. I lost my virginity in one fraction of a second. I pushed and there I was fully engaged in the sweetest warmest most exciting feeling of my young life. Aunt Ruby screamed "Oh, god.' 


My natural instincts took over, I pushed down hard and fast then I lifted myself up and quickly pushed down hard again and again. Aunt Ruby was holding her legs with her hands so they were high in the air and spread wide. I had my eyes closed so I only felt what I was doing but I could hear Aunt Ruby screaming over and over again. "Oh, God, Oh, God." Then she cried out "Fuck me, fuck me hard I am going to cum. Oh, God it has been so long. Fuck me harder you bad boy. Fuck Aunt Ruby."

She arched her back so quickly I nearly bounced off her. She seemed to shake all over and made sounds like I never heard before. Then I felt the heat and wetness flood around my erection there was so much fluid it splashed out around me as I continued to push into her. I opened my eyes as she yelled "Don't you cum Aaron. You don't cum yet you keep hard so you can fuck me again. It has been too long to stop with just once. You keeping fucking me. Do you hear me?" 

I heard and I did as she demanded. 

However I did slow down and the next time I worked in and out slower and this time we seemed to both feel it more and there was this warm sensation that filled my whole body. I felt every bit of my erection rubbing the sides of her pussy; yes that was the word, yes pussy. I was feeling her pussy become elastic and tighter with every stroke. It seemed the more she become aroused the tighter her pussy became. 

I was becoming very roused myself and I knew there was little I could do about it. So I said ""I am going to cum." This seemed to make her quickly reach her second climax as I could no longer hold back. 

I shuttered and felt for the first time my sperm being forced from my body into another body and it felt like nothing I had ever even thought of before. My whole body jerked uncontrollable I felt the sperm shoot out one after another, spurt, spurt, spurt I thought it would never stop. Aunt Ruby joined me and again cried out "Oh, God" and then she fainted. Really she fainted dead out. Boom she was out like a light. She completely relaxed and I was left to finish all by my self. I did, and then I lifted my self up and pulled my cock. Yes I liked that word better than erection any way. I pulled my cock from her with a sucking sound and leaned back on my heels looking down at her gorgeous pussy dripping with the combination of both our fluids. The lips were flame red and parted so I could see the tiny hole from which my cock had been pulled. Just looking down at the pussy aroused me again so my cock jerked alive. I got up and with cum dripping from my cock I walked to my shower.


As I showered Aunt Ruby's words ran though my head. "Fuck me, Fuck me" I liked the sound of that demand. I wondered if my first attempt at making love was a success or if it just seemed so because Aunt Ruby had not been "fucked" in a long time. I wanted to think I was a natural born lover. But that might be pushing it a little. I laughed at my self as I played with my cock. It was hard as a rock and I knew it was not going to go way any time soon. I liked this feeling and wondered if the short vision of Karen I had was some kind of omen of thing s to cum or it that come. I laughed again. 

I was toweling my hair when I came back into the room. I did not see what was going on right away but I did see Aunt Ruby sitting up on the bed with a shocked look on her face. I thought "Oh, shit, now that it is over I am going to catch hell and be blamed for every thing." 

But Aunt Ruby was holding one arm across the breasts and clutching the sheet to her waist with the other. She was not looking at me. She was looking at the door. 

Mom was standing at the door still naked herself; "Oh my; now I was in for it." I thought. There I was naked with a hard on, Aunt Ruby sitting on a rumpled bed showing every sign of being fucked on. Mom was standing there naked with a hand to her mouth and the other pointing at her sister with a finger shaking at her. No words were coming out of my Mother mouth but the sounds were enough to know she was not a happy lady. Then Mom turned to me looking squarely at my cock she shook her head and said in a flat almost soft voice "How could you? You're just like; you're just like your father. He would fuck Ruby and then come home and fuck me as if nothing was wrong. It took me many years to find out other wise. So now that he is dead my son is going to take over that chore with this fucking whore." 

So that is why Ruby had been so intent on me fucking her. Hell she was reliving my Dad fucking her and some how getting back at Mom. I thought maybe this "thing" between them may have started long before either one had married. 

Aunt Ruby forgot about the sheet and stepped off the bed. Now there were two beautiful naked women in my bedroom and I had just fucked one of then. My cock was throbbing like all get out and there was not a thing I could do about it.

Aunt Rub said "Well Elaine, you holy whore yourself, do you not think I knew you were fucking my husband too. Don't you point your finger at me? If I am a whore so are you."


Mom yelled back "I did not fuck that sorry ass you were married to until I found out you were fucking my Frank. Bitch" 

Ruby yelled "Yes and you were sucking Bobby's cock while I was dating him. You cock sucker." Who the fuck was Bobby? I thought. 

Mom stood there so mad she could not speak. Then they took a step closer, raised there fists just as I stepped between them. Now I have done some dumb things in my life but that was one of the dumbest. They both turned on me and started hitting me with their fists any where they could. I stood there feeling the blows but not hurting from them as neither one was very strong. Then I took my mother in my arms to hold her from hitting me and she seemed to collapse in my arms. She was crying and I just held her close. 

Ruby stopped hitting me and put her arms around me. I took one arm loose from Mom and circled Ruby pulling her in close. There we were three naked people hugging and crying. I kissed my Mom on the cheek first then she looked up at me. I kissed her on he mouth. She did not respond or react in any way at first. Then when I pulled back Ruby kissed me full on the mouth her tongue darting into my mouth. I sucked on her tongue and I felt a hand grip my cock. I let my right arm slip down Ruby's back so my fingers trailed slowly between the crack of her ass. 

Mom moved to push Ruby away and this time she smiled up at me just before she kissed me. The grip on my cock grew tighter. 

No words were said by any of us. But we moved to the bed. Mom some how got on her back and I came up between her legs. Ruby was on her knees beside us. Ruby said in my ear so softly I was not sure I heard her voice. "Fuck her Aaron fuck your mother. Fuck her Aaron. Fuck her good. Cum in her cunt, cum in your Momma." 

I looked down into my mother eyes and they were completely blank. I did not know what to do. Was this something she wanted as much as I? Was she doing this to get even with Ruby? What should I do? The decision was made in one fell swoop. Ruby pushed on my back and Mom lifted her legs high and wide just like Ruby had when she welcomed me into her. 

My cock jerked as I felt the wetness of my mothers' pussy surround me. My cock passed the outer lips smoothly and there I was deep in my Mother pussy and all of a sudden we were as one. She smiled up at me and I felt my cock swell as I started to cum. 


I had not even moved one stroke, not one and I was filling my Mother's pussy with my sperm. She only smiled and said "That's okay Aaron." 

I knew it was okay too and I knew there would be other times and I knew that what ever had been boiling up between sisters for thirty years was all gone as well. 

I was not a husband. I was not there when they were in high school when this all began. I was just a crazy whim that filled a void for both and would soon fill both again and again. Sometimes when we were all together and some times one at a time. I moved into Moms bed. Mom often invited Ruby to come over for dinner and then the three of us would have a wonderful night of soft sex. 

Together they enlighten me about all there was to learn about sex. I found I was wildly excited by oral sex and loved to lick and tongue either or both to a climax as the other watched and waited her turn. 

Being young, strong and highly vigorous it was not long before I was fucking Mom two or three times a day. She found new life in herself and would some times drop to her knees and suck me off drinking my sperm and telling me how much she loved doing that. We would often go around the house naked. This made it easy for us to do as we pleased for each other. 

This was in my first year of junior college and I soon started dating Karen Edwards. The first time I fucked her was in my room while Mom was gone for the weekend. But Mom and Ruby were both fully knowledgeable of it. I told them all about it and how Karen reacted to her first time. 

We three soon worked out a way that would bring Karen into the fold and make this a foursome. But I was falling in love with Karen. So even though no one was jealous of the other I wanted Karen to be more than one of four. 

I was about to ask Karen to marry me when I found she was into the other two as much as me. Karen liked to perform oral sex on Mom and Ruby as much as she did me. So I held off on the marriage idea to see just what would happen and where this was going.

After a few months I knew even though I was young and foolish three were two to many for me. So with out telling my harem I set out to find a helper to take some of the pressure off me. This could not be just any one if had to be someone each one would enjoy and accept into the group. So I set out on a quest. 

Next "The quest"...

On The Farm with Anna



Foreword 

This is a tale of a woman's sexual awakening.

This first tale is about Anna Schofield and how she and the farm she runs becomes involved with a brothel known as 'The Institute'.

The first four chapters detail the justification for what Anna does.

The naughty bits start with Chapter Five and they cover about half of the story.

The series of tales that follow this will often include a crossover of characters and ideas from 'The Institute' series.

*

Prelude

Anna Schofield was in serious financial hot water. She was two months behind in her mortgage and she had no resources she could call upon.

No family with money, no friends with credit, no assets she could sell or re-mortgage and no job skills meant no farm.

Unless she could come up with three months worth of mortgage payments in seven days, the bank would foreclose and she would be homeless and in debt.

This had been explained in great detail by that vicious bitch loans officer at the bank.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Schofield but since your husband has, uh, moved on, shall we say; this institution will not be able to continue to extend your payments." Rebbecca Caldwell, a junior loans officer for the bank had said.

Rebbecca had been pompous and arrogant and full of self assured university learned knowledge. No one at the bank took her word for anything but she saw an opportunity to make herself look big at the expense of Anna Schofield. 

After all, Anna's husband had left her and his obligations behind. Anna was overwhelmed by it all and had made the mistake of asking for help from Rebbecca.

Now it was two months and three weeks later and Rebbecca was seriously close to acquiring Anna's property. What she was doing was quite immoral and even illegal but that didn't matter to Rebbecca. Only the acquisition of things mattered to her.

It's funny how greed can be that way. 

Chapter One -- Strangers in the Night

It was a cold snowy winter night. The wind howled and the driving snow pelted the windows at an angle before falling to rest on the ground.

It was not a night to be out and Anna was glad she had her farm. Just like the farm she had grown up on, this one came with a two story house with a full basement, a large shed and a full barn. The farm was an hour's drive from the nearest city or village.

The many acres had, at one time, supported a herd of cattle. It had been a long time ago and the cattle were long gone. If Anna's husband had been more successful in his work, he could have continued to spend exorbitantly on her farm. 

Unfortunately, his company had found out about his proposed embezzlement scheme. He had run then, leaving all his worldly processions behind. This included his very sheltered wife and her prized but very expensive farm.

"Darling!" Anna had said when she first saw it, "This is perfect! It looks just like the home I grew up on!"

Even though they could not afford it, her husband went ahead and put a small down payment on it. 

The fact that it was a huge financial burden meant nothing if he was successful in his thefts. He had not been successful and now his wife was a week from having to pay the price for his greed and his foolishness.

Anna was most surprised when she heard the loud knock at her door. Jumping up she answered it to find two women and one man standing on her front doorway. They were snow covered and looked very cold.

She ushered them in and was aghast to see they were ill fitted to be out in the cold. The man and one woman were wearing business suits with raincoats on and the smaller woman was wearing an evening gown. All three wore street shoes.

It was very bizarre and it must have showed on her face because the smaller woman spoke to it, "We were making a presentation at your neighbour down the road. On our way back to the city, our car got stuck in the snow. It was right at the road to your house. We could see your light on from the road. So we made our way here."

The smaller woman smiled awkwardly and Anna realized that she was expecting a response.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Anna said, with a little embarrassment, "Where are my manners? Please take off your shoes and coats and come in."

Only then did she notice the large suitcase carried effortlessly by the man. She looked at it in surprise. 

"A suitcase, what would they need that for?" She thought to herself.

Again the smaller woman spoke, "As I said; we were conducting a presentation and have samples in our car. I hope you wouldn't mind if we brought it in with us...Just until after the storm has passed. We called for a tow truck but he said he wouldn't be able to make it for several hours!"

Anna smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, you cannot sit in your car and freeze to death. Please make yourself at home."

All three murmured their thanks before the small woman introduced them.

"The big man to my right is Bruno and the lady to my left is Grendel." She smiled but both Bruno and Grendel looked mildly surprised before the smaller woman continued, "I am Ursula."

Anna smiled and introduced herself.

"Is there someplace that we might change into dry garments, Anna?" Ursula asked with an innocent smile.

Anna nodded and pointed to the top of the stairs.

"I'm sorry; I don't have anything big enough for your friends..." She began awkwardly.

Ursula cut her off with, "That's okay. We'll get by. Just give us a moment, Anna."

So saying, the three people went to the top of the stairs and into a bedroom to change.

All three were nearly nude when they came down the stairs. They were all wearing black sauna wraps and nothing else.

"It's all we had." Ursula said, by way of explanation.

Anna was a little stunned. The big man...Bruno... was a magnificent specimen of manhood. Standing over six feet tall, he was well muscled and looked to be carved from stone.

Anna couldn't help but peek at his sauna wrap. It seemed to have a hard time containing him.

She did not see him smile at the two women when he noticed her peeking.

The big woman...Grendel... was nearly as strong looking. 

"Solid and dependable, I'll bet." Anna thought to herself, "They look like the kind of person I thought I'd married."

Quickly she buried that thought and reminded herself, "Now was not the time."

Usual looked dainty and rather lovely. In comparison to her two companions, she seemed even smaller.

"So, Anna...What do you do for fun on a cold snowy night out here?" Asked Ursula mildly; her eyes full of mischief.

Chapter Two -- Truth or Dare

Momentarily at a loss for words, Anna didn't know quite how to respond.

Grendel, sighed and spoke calmly, "Ursula was just fooling, Anna. We really don't need anyone to entertain us."

"Spoilsport!" Ursula said with a mock pout and pretend slap on Grendel's arm, "On a night like this, we usually play 'Truth or Dare' and I thought you might like to play."

Both Grendel and Bruno looked surprised and Bruno spoke firmly, "Ursula, need I remind you that we are in a stranger's home? It isn't fitting to suggest such a thing."

Anna, who had never played 'Truth or Dare', spoke up suddenly and in a light voice, "I, uh, I wouldn't be interested in playing but if you three want to, then be my guest. I'll merely watch."

The three guests turned their eyes speculatively toward their host.

Then Bruno said calmly, "I believe I'd rather play cards."

"I concur; do you have a deck of cards, Anna?" Grendel asked.

"Yes, I believe I do." Anna had answered.

So they sat around Anna's kitchen table and played cards. Ursula had not complained or been the least bit impatient. 

It was Anna who suggested that they enjoy some wine. Her three guests had looked at each other before agreeing to 'just a glass'.

They played cards and drank wine and Anna gradually relaxed. She even began to feel more at ease.

The wine had gone straight to her head. That coupled with Bruno's presence so close to her made her feel very comfortable; secure even if only for a night.

After an hour of card play and without thinking, Anna asked, "What is this 'Truth or Dare' that Ursula talked about earlier?"

"Well, it works this way. One player asks another 'Truth or Dare'?" Ursula began, "If the asked player responds with 'Truth', then they have to answer a personal question but if they respond with 'Dare', then they have to perform a task. When they are done, it's their turn to be the questioner."

Anna shrugged and said, "Sounds simple enough to me. Let's have a go at it."

"Uh, we play a pretty unusual version of this game, Anna." Grendel finally said seriously, "So if it bothers you or you want to stop, let us know."

Anna, feeling a little light headed responded, "Okay, uh, I'll do that."

Things were moving very fast for Anna all of a sudden. First there had been the financial stress. Then these three people had turned her quiet evening upside down. Arriving by surprise, they had stripped down. Wine and the big man's presence made her feel more relaxed than she had in several months. Now they were preparing to play risqué games.

If she had been able to step back and look at what was happening, she would have seen that she was being played. Sheltered as she had been and overwhelmed by what was happening; she just couldn't see what was coming.

"First we play 'high card / low card' to see who asks first and who goes first." That was from Ursula.

It turned out that Bruno was the first to ask and Anna was the first to be asked.

Anna responded with, "Dare."

Grendel laughed and said, "I'll be right back."

She returned a moment later with the huge suitcase. She set it down on the living room floor.

Anna and her two other guests came into the living room and sat down. 

Anna gasped as Grendel threw open the suitcase. It was full of ropes, belts, handcuffs and a variety of things that Anna did not know what to make of.

"We don't force anyone, at anytime, to do anything they don't want to." Ursula said quietly, "If you don't want to play or if you want to stop; say the word and we will stop."

Anna nodded but could not tear her eyes away from the suitcase. 

"Are you okay, Anna?" Ursula asked her seriously, "You look a little pale. Do you need to lie down?"

"No, I'll be alright." She said, "But I want to know what is going on and I want it all...right now."

"Fair enough." The small woman said efficiently.

Chapter Three -- Proposal

"We will pay you the equivalent of four months worth of mortgage payments, Anna, just to hear our proposal." Ursula stated calmly, "If you don't agree, we leave quietly and you still get to keep the four payments."

She continued, "If you do agree, well, that opens up avenues of interest that we can explore at that time."

Anna asked timidly, "How do you know about that?"

Anna continued with, "I mean, My God! That is private information!"

Grendel picked up where Ursula left off, "We work for a firm called 'The Institute'. We are in the employ of Ms. Wanda Corbinetti. Ms. Corbinetti has a friend in Walter Dodson. He is the manager of the bank that has your mortgage." 

Grendel continued, "Walter has known that one of his employees, one Rebbecca Caldwell, has been engaging in some rather shady practises that call the bank's reputation into question." 

At this point, Bruno took up the story, "Walter has fired Ms. Caldwell. He has also decided to give you two months recompense for your trouble. Coupled with our offer, even if you don't agree to the proposal, you'll have three more months on top of the three months ending next week to get it together."

He waited while Anna took a couple of deep breaths. It was as though a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

Bruno continued, "Walter told Wanda about this. Wanda, being a bank investor of some power, had an idea. She told us to approach you in this manner and we have."

Anna filled to overflowing, held up her hand for the big man to stop. Her eyes filled with tears and try as she might, she suddenly found herself bawling like a baby. 

Ursula stepped forward and comforted her. Cooing to her and telling her she was going to be alright. And for the first time in over eleven weeks, Anna could believe it.

When she was done, Anna sat on her couch and listened as her three guests explained further.

This time Ursula spoke, "'The Institute' is a type of spa that deals with movers and shakers who are all under tremendous stress. They often arrive because of doctors orders. We have been looking for an out-of-the-way place to expand to. Something in the country would be appropriate."

Anna's eyes got wide as she suddenly realized what they were implying.

"You mean that you want to buy my farm?" She asked incredulously and with some fear in her voice.

Bruno smiled, as he answered her, "No Anna. We want to rent it from you and have you become a member of our team!"

Anna sat back, in shock and blew out a large breath, "How long do I have to decide?"

Ursula answered her evenly, "As long as you want. You have three months and a week before your mortgage will be due again. But when you decide is entirely up to you...If you decide, at all."

"What sort of things do you do at this spa?" Anna asked carefully.

"We call it 'The Institute' and we would bring you into this slowly and carefully. If you like, we can give you a taste...tonight?" Grendel suggested mildly, her eyes going to the suitcase.

"But if I say no, you'll just give me my money and go?" Anna asserted.

Bruno smiled and said, "Yes, we'll just give you your money and we go."

Anna sat looking at the floor. It seemed an eternity to her. So far, the only offer to come her way was from these people. It looked shady and off but it was still a serious offer and a great deal more than she had before they came along. Finally, she looked up.

"I have no marketable skills or training.' She said tentatively, "I don't know but I'm willing to be taught."

She stood up and looked each of her guests / not guests right in the eye.

Anna continued, "I'd like to start tonight. Just one more thing, no more lies, by any name. If you want something, just name it. I'll go along or I won't but if I catch a lie; we're done. Fair enough?"

Ursula stepped forward and held out her hand as she said, "Fair enough!"

They gave Anna a certified cheque in the amount she needed to make four mortgage payments. Then the games began...

Bruno spoke to her as she gave him a sidelong glance, "As I recall, you said you'd perform a dare for me."

Chapter Four -- Hesitation

Anna smiled nervously at the big man. It was hard for her to meet his frank stare without feeling giddy and funny inside. He seemed to bring up unwanted feelings in her and worse, he seemed to know this.

Recovering her voice, Anna responded to his statement, "Yes, yes I said I'd perform a dare."

Bruno noted that her breath was coming in short gasps and her eyes were slightly glassy with wine and desire as she answered him.

Bruno leaned forward and smiled as he spoke softly, "I want you to strip down and be tied up naked and available for us to touch you."

Anna blushed furiously and looked at the floor.

Bruno, having seen many men and women make this decision, waited patiently. So did the other two women.

When Anna looked up, she wasn't surprised to see all three of her guests looking at her expectantly.

"Well, this is it, is it?" She said more than asked, "If I agree, then I will be opening myself up for a night like I've never experienced before."

It was Ursula, who answered, "Our records and research only state that you are very sheltered and inexperienced. My gut tells me that you want to do this...But I've been wrong before."

Anna smiled directly at the small woman and said, "Oh...You aren't wrong. I have been very sheltered and there have been both advantages and disadvantages to that. I am ready...No, willing...No...I'm eager to try this out tonight!"

Grendel asked her gently, "Do you have any fantasies that you use to bring yourself off?"

Anna looked at the big woman with a puzzled expression and said, "I don't know what you mean."

Grendel looked mildly surprised and restated her question, "Is there something you would like us to try, that would allow you to achieve orgasm?"

Anna smiled timidly and looked at the floor in embarrassment before she said, "I don't know what that is...I mean, I know what an orgasm is but...I have never had one..."

She continued in a rush, "My husband tried and when I failed to live up to his expectations...Well, he said I was just a cold fish..."

Her voice trailed off now that she had blurted out her terrible secret. 

"This will ruin everything!" Anna thought ruefully, to herself, "How could anyone want a frigid bitch like me?"

"Anna...Anna, look at us." It was Bruno who spoke, "We don't believe that you are frigid. Your choices in partners could use some work but that is another thing entirely."

Ursula continued, "Even if it were true, that is something we can deal with. We still want you on our 'team', Anna."

Anna looked expectantly at Ursula, "You mean being a cold fish is okay?"

Grendel answered her, "Yes, we already have some staffers who are classified as 'frigid'. We want you on our team and for more than your rental property."

Bruno spoke next, "But we are getting ahead of ourselves here. Let's see what you really like, Anna. Once we have established that, we can all decide how best to maximize your potential."

Ursula smiled at the big man before mocking him slightly, "Ooh, 'maximize your potential'! That's a big phrase from you, big man."

Ursula laughed and Bruno smiled back.

Grendel smiled at her two co-workers and said to Anna, "Usually Bruno doesn't use such language. As you may have gathered, Ursula is a bit of a tease."

Anna slapped her thighs with both hands and said firmly, "Okay, I'm in! What do you want me to do?"

All three looked at her and said in unison, "Strip!"

Chapter Five -- A Taste

"By the way..." Ursula said as Anna stood to get undressed, "I respond to 'Ursula but my name is Evita. 'Grendel' is actually Margret. Only Bruno's real name is Bruno."

Anna paused at looked at her quizzically, "Do I get a new name too?"

Ursula shrugged and smiled before saying, "If you want. It's a long story but the names started off as a bit of a joke."

Anna shrugged out of her clothing and stood nervously in front of the three. Her breathing displayed her excitement and all three of her guests could see her evident arousal warring with her fear.

"Come here and lay face down on the floor." Bruno said calmly.

It took the work of five minutes to have Anna hogtied. Her wrists were tied together behind her back. Her ankles were also tied together and then tied to her wrists. 

As an added feature, Bruno had wrapped a rope around her head and open mouth like an old fashioned cleave gag. He had then used another rope and tied it between her head and the place where her wrists and ankles were tied. She wasn't uncomfortable but she certainly wasn't going anywhere, either.

She looked like she had been practising yoga in the buff and been tied in one of the positions.

"If you get uncomfortable, tell us." Ursula said.

Anna gurgled but her muffled response through the gag was clear enough to be understood.

Bruno sat back in the chair and all three looked at a hogtied and nude Anna.

It was Grendel who knelt down next to the woman.

Anna could see someone out of the corner of her eye but she could not see who. She could and did feel their hands running over her body. As Grendel moved slightly to get a better grip, as it were, Anna could see who it was.

She was mildly surprised to see the big woman touching her.

Grendel was not surprised when Anna did not respond to her touch. She called Ursula over but the result was the same. Anna was not aroused by intimate contact with another woman.




On The Farm with Anna



Anna looked embarrassed when Grendel mentioned it.

"Hey, hey, it's okay Anna. Some people like men and some like women and then again some like both." Ursula said as she sat back while enjoying the view of a bound nude Anna.

Grendel inserted, "Take Ursula, she 'likes' women; especially if they're on top."

Ursula blushed but looked right at Grendel before demurring, "Do what you will with me."

Anna watched as Grendel smiled real big before she told Ursula to 'strip and get face down facing Anna'.

Anna watched as Ursula did as she was told. Grendel obviously knew her stuff and within five minutes, Ursula was bound nude in a similar position to Anna. Both bound nude women were face to face and about a foot apart.

Suddenly, Anna felt Bruno beside her, his big powerful body was somehow reassuring. He knelt forward and his powerful hands roamed freely over her body as he spoke softly into her ear.

"Watch...Watch Ursula. Grendel is going to bring her off with the wand. If you've never seen it before, it's quite a sight." His voice rumbled in her ear.

Anna watched as Grendel picked what looked like a short white club with an electric cord attached to it. The big woman plugged in the cord and went to kneel slightly behind Ursula.

Anna heard the wand come to life with a strong buzzing sound.

Ursula gasped as the wand touched her bare cunt. She and Grendel were more than co-workers. They were more than fuck buddies. They were a long term couple and had been for a long time. They had met in this line of work and they stayed out of preference.

All this meant that Grendel knew Ursula's body and her responses intimately. Within seconds, Ursula was groaning erotically in front of Anna.

Anna watched in fascination as Ursula's eyes rolled back into her head before she closed them. Then she came for the first time that evening. It was hard and powerful. Ursula screamed through her cleave gag and pulled hard on the firm restraints that held her.

Anna, who had never seen an orgasm, either, was completely enthralled.

"What was she feeling?" Anna asked herself, "What does she do to make that happen?"

As if to answer her, Bruno whispered in her ear, "She doesn't make that happen you know?"

He continued, "She allows it to wash over her. Here, feel this..."

Anna's eyes got wide and she gasped around her gag as the big man touched her between the legs. She could not have said what he was doing but it sure felt good!

Within a minute, Anna could feel herself becoming very wet. Those feelings that she had always tried to stifle were becoming dangerously powerful.

Like she had done all her life, Anna tried her best to stifle them once again. But the big man's knowing hand would not be denied. Another minute of his expert manipulations passed.

The waves of pleasure washed over her body. Anna felt herself becoming more and more outrageously out of control than ever before. Try as she might, she could not control her little moans and shudders.

"What must they think of me?" She thought to herself with embarrassment before the waves became too great for coherent thought.

The waves of pleasure became greater and greater until she could no longer control them. They controlled her. She was but a surfer riding them in. Over and over this went, each time becoming more and more powerful.

Suddenly Anna screamed into her gag and pulled very hard as a wave of pleasure suddenly crested and she with it.

Her first orgasm, ever; it seemed to go on and on!

Finally, she felt the big man withdraw his hand from her privates. She still shuddered and then realized she had closed her eyes!

Opening them, she found herself staring into the very aroused gaze of both Ursula (who was still bound) and Grendel.

Bruno whispered in her ear, "I think we can safely say that you aren't frigid, Anna."

Chapter Six -- The Lash

Bruno and Grendel took a few minutes to untie both nude women before moving on to the next activity.

Between the dining room and the living room was a large open space. The ceiling was lowered slightly where a wall had once stood. It had long since been removed to make the house more spacious.

Bruno, Grendel and a now nude Ursula placed two hooks in the ceiling joists and two more in the floor. They had asked Anna and at first she had been doubtful.

"Look, these things are discreet and they will see a lot of use. But if someone should them, you can always maintain that they are there to hold curtains." Ursula reasoned, "I know it sounds weak but we do this here or we do it in the basement...unless you'd rather have us go?"

Anna was a bit startled. This was a completely natural reaction considering all the major events that had taken place this evening. 

"No, no...Place your hooks." Anna responded.

She had been surprised at how old fashioned they had looked.

"Just like part of the house." She said with surprise.

The three looked at her and she continued, "I expected them to be like the stainless steel jobs that are in the shed."

Grendel had smiled then and said, "While we do use those; we try not to use them inside unless we are creating a specific mood."

Once the hooks were in place it began, again. They tied Anna standing spread-eagled between the two rooms.

Grendel and Ursula turned two of the easy chairs and sat facing the nude woman. Bruno slowly and deliberately pulled a shiny black leather belt from the suitcase and walking over to stand in front of Anna, held it up before her eyes.

"Are you going to hurt me with that?" She asked, wide eyed, both fearful and excited at the same time.

Bruno smiled and explained, "I'm certainly going to use it on your lovely butt. However, I'm not going to 'hurt' you. If you should feel like you want me to stop...say so."

Bruno paused for dramatic effect before continuing, "Do you want me to stop, Anna?"

"No, no...I just want to know what is going on." She said carefully, "Tonight you three have saved my farm and you have shown me a world I barely knew existed. I trust you."

Anna's eyes were hot with desire. Even though she had never been bound or whipped, she was eager to try this new thrill. She was scared but excited, to be sure...

Bruno stepped behind her and Anna found herself staring at the two women sitting in front of her. They seemed to take great pleasure in seeing her thus.

Bruno reached back with the belt.

Anna heard it whistle through the air before it landed on her naked bottom with a wet splat. She gasped at its fiery kiss and tightened her grip on the ropes that held her firm.

The belt whistled through the air again before landing on the other side of her ass. She grunted and tried to shut off all feeling to that area.

"Anna...Anna, enjoy what you are feeling." This came from Ursula, "Trying to resist completely is a waste of time, dear. Let the pain of the lash wash over you; like you orgasm did."

Anna looked surprised but nodded and the next time Bruno lashed her naked posterior, she let herself do just that.

Over the next few minutes, Anna was able to repeat this experience at Bruno's hands while the two women watched with great interest.

Finally, Ursula looked over at Grendel and smiled lustfully, "She did that well, don't you think?"

"Oh yes!" Grendel said emphatically, "That was well done indeed."

Bruno repeated his stroke yet again and this time Anna groaned even more erotically and pulled on the unyielding ropes as the lash hit home.

Now, as the big man began to work the bound nude woman in front of him, she began to really get into the spirit of it.

As the lash made contact with her soft skin in a wet and fiery kiss, Anna began to cry out lustily.

Her three tormentors got the feeling that they were watching a woman break free of a lot of old restraints.

After several minutes of this, Bruno saw Anna begin to shake. He knew her ability to continue to endure his beating was coming to an end. Rather than wait until she was all in; he stopped.

Walking over in front of her, he dramatically removed his sauna wrap.

Anna gasped at the sight of his semi-erect penis.

"It's so big!" She thought excitedly, "I wonder what he's going to do next?"

He stepped closer to the bound woman and reaching out, grasped her nipple. It wasn't a hard grip but he definitely had her bare breast between his powerful fingers.

He smiled and asked her, "Do you know how you turn a woman on, Anna?"

Behind him, Anna heard both the other women groan.

"Uh, no I don't" She said simple.

Bruno smiled and answered her just as the other two also spoke with him in unison, "You turn it to the left."

So saying, Bruno turned her nipple to his left as Ursula said, "Man that joke is so old it has white hair! You have to get some new material Bruno!"

He smiled but let his other hand slide down between Anna's legs, his eyes never leaving hers.

She gasped at the pleasurable feeling and unconsciously raised her pubis up to meet his demanding touch. Her eyes were humid and her mouth partly open at the powerful sensations that poured over her.

The whipping that Bruno had administered had left her whole butt and genital area feeling swollen and sensitive. It didn't hurt but it was very responsive to any stimuli.

Slowly and carefully, Bruno continued to masturbate the bound nude woman in front of him.

Anna did not know what was going on but she sincerely hoped it wasn't going to end anytime soon.

The big man continued to fondle her between the legs; his other hand gently pulling and kneading her tender breast.

She gasped at the powerful and erotic feelings that seemed to grow and grow without end.

Just when she thought she'd go completely out of her mind; he stopped.

Waiting a couple of minutes, he started again. When she was very aroused he'd stop again. 

She whimpered in frustration and confusion.

"What was he doing?" She wondered to herself, then, "Oh God! Please let him not stop this time!"

Finally, she could bear no more, "Please! Please! Don't stop!"

Bruno didn't and her second orgasm was so powerful that it left her hanging in her restraints.

Chapter Seven -- Him

The big man gave her a few minutes to recover before he untied her.

First he untied her legs and then he had Grendel and Ursula support her when he untied her arms. She was so shaky he was sure she'd fall and hurt herself without support.

While the two women held her up, Bruno moved a kitchen chair to where Anna had just been tied. He faced it toward the two easy chairs from the living room. 

In short, he sat where Anna had just stood spread-eagled.

The two women lowered Anna to her knees in front of the naked big man before they sat back in the living room. This time Ursula sat on Grendel's lap, as they watched what was happening.

A nude Anna knelt in front of a naked Bruno. Her eyes took in his huge and now very hard erection. A clear condom encased Bruno's manhood but Anna didn't care.

Bruno watched Anna lick her lips as her eyes got very glassy, indeed. Although very experienced, he had never seen such lust. It both startled and aroused him.

"Do what you need to." He said to her gently, if somewhat firmly.

She didn't need any more encouragement, than that. Leaning forward quickly, she enveloped Bruno's huge iron hard erection in her wet hot mouth. She took him in right to the base of his cock.

Her tongue flicked up and down his shaft as she let her mouth ride his steely shaft all the way to the tip of its head before returning to its base, where cock met torso.

She eagerly sucked Bruno's cock. It was like she had a gift that had grown with time, only she wasn't aware of it until this night. 

And now she was making up for lost time!

"We have all night, Anna." Bruno said to the bobbing head in his lap.

Anna didn't respond other than to place her hands demurely behind her back as she serviced the big man's dick.

Even after several minutes, Anna showed no sign of even slowing down, let alone quitting.

Bruno felt her mouth on his unit. He also felt her desperate hunger. He felt her let go of her fears and inadequacies that had held her in their grip for so long. She had not stopped to listen to what was going on inside of her until tonight.

Now, for the first time, she was listening and right now, cock sucking was one pleasurable thing to do!

At length, she began to tire and her rhythmic bobbing up and down on his cock slowed.

He reached out and grabbed her hair with one large hand and pulled her to her feet as he stood up. Walking around the chair, he bent her forward until she was staring at the place he had just sat in.

She felt him tie her legs to the rear chair legs. She saw his still hard erection as he tied her hands to the front chair legs.

Looking up, Anna gasped slightly as she saw Ursula lying across Grendel's lap. The big woman was busy with one arm between a very nude Ursula's legs and the other holding her by the throat, albeit lightly. Ursula's eyes were closed and a blissful smile lay across her face.

Anna gasped again as Bruno placed a blindfold across her eyes. She heard him walk behind her before she felt him bend forward and whisper in her ear.

"I want you to concentrate on what I'm doing to you, Anna." He said firmly, "You are not to come without telling me...Do you understand?"

She nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She wasn't entirely sure she could do what the big man was telling her to but she was damn sure going to try!

Bruno stood behind the bound nude woman and slowly began to insert his cock into her oh-so-wet pussy. He listened as she groaned erotically and arched back to meet her welcome intruder.

Slowly and carefully, he pushed forward until his torso touched her butt. He slowly pulled out until he was almost completely clear before starting back in. Slowly, slowly, he teased her mercilessly.

She groaned and growled behind her blindfold and began to wiggle her ass from side to side impatiently.

Bruno smiled and continued his torment.

When she could take no more she spoke again and pleaded, "Fuck Me Hard and Fast!"

She was aroused and the harsh language made her even more so.

Bruno neither laughed nor mocked her in any way. Instead, he did as she had pleaded for him to. He fucked her hard and fast. 

As she approached her third climax ever, Bruno reminded her, "Tell me when you come!"

She nodded her head in acknowledgement.

A couple of minutes later she screamed out in utter abandon, "I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh, God, I'm coming again!"

Bruno neither came himself not stopped pumping when Anna came for her third time. He kept pounding away at her like a jackhammer.

Anna was in heaven and she knew it. She groaned and arched as the big man rutted with her savagely. 

At length she began to match his rhythm and she pounded back with equal enthusiasm.

Her hips arched to meet his incoming iron hard cock and when he withdrew she pulled her pussy as far away as the chair and her bindings would let her.

On and on this went until she realized that she was coming again for the fourth time!

Belatedly she shouted out her victory but her lover continued to slam into her.

The chair they were leaning on began to creak and groan with each movement of the mating couple.

Anna could suddenly sense that the big man was approaching his own orgasm.

Intuitively, she knew to be quiet and instead of shouting; she silently urged him on.

She felt his hard cock become even harder and his strokes inside her became faster and faster!

Anna felt Bruno's hands upon her hips as he raced toward his climax.

When he finally came, shouting and shooting his load while pressing hard, Anna felt a thrill of accomplishment that she had never felt before.

"I caused that!" She thought triumphantly to herself, "By god, I did!"

Chapter Eight -- Resolutions

The rest of the evening was a pleasurable blur for Anna. It was always a bit hard to reconstruct it later, in her mind.

That didn't matter, however. The good feelings and sense of well being did.

Over the next several weeks, Bruno, Grendel and Ursula introduced Anna to a world she'd never known existed.

She met many interesting people and had a variety of experiences that proved positively educational. 

But those tales are for another time.

She also started divorce proceedings against her husband. Her new friends were most helpful and while it took a couple of years, she did attain her divorce on the grounds of desertion. She also got full title to her beloved farm.

It came as quite a shock, shortly after she had received her divorce papers to turn and see her now ex-husband standing in front of her.

"How could you?" He began, "How could you betray me like this?"

There was a time that she would have wilted under his accusations. Not this time though.

"How could I betray you?" She asked rhetorically.

"Oh No! You messed me up, you unfeeling lout!" She spat back.

He looked shocked, then angry and for one moment, Anna thought he might try and strike her.

As he stood, uncertain as to what to do, Anna made his mind up for him.

"Get out!" She snarled, "And don't ever return!"

He hesitated but she stepped forward and looked at him impatiently.

He did not really know what to do. The woman in front of him looked like his sheltered wife but she sure didn't sound her.

At that moment, Grendel, who had been working in the revamped barn, suddenly appeared behind Anna's now ex-husband.

"Is there a problem?" She asked calmly, an underlying menace clear in her voice.

Anna's ex-husband gasped and turned in fear. He found it impossible to meet the big woman's eyes. Brushing past her, he left in confusion.

Anna blew out a ragged breath and nodded her thanks to the big woman. Grendel smiled professionally and turned to go back to the barn.

Anna spoke to the big woman's back, "Hey...uh...Thanks."

Grendel turned back and smiled before she said, "You've come a long way kid."

Then she returned to her work.

Anna continued to make ready to receive new clients. Bruno had said that after they left, he'd show her a new trick.

She could hardly wait!



On the Farm with Brenda



Foreword

This is strictly a Maledom tale of erotic activity.

The first chapter sets up the action

The naughty bits begin with Chapter Two.

*

Chapter One -- Rest

Brenda McCain was a driven woman, no doubt about it. She worked far too much and she did not take good enough care of herself. She insisted on micromanaging as many details as she could, of any project she was involved with. 

Being the president of her own highly successful design firm came with a price and she was ready to meet it; until she got a case of mononucleosis. It wasn't a bad case or even a long one but it served as a wake up call for her. 

Her doctor had told her that it had been avoidable with proper rest and nourishment. So she rested more and ate better.

She also hired an apprentice. His name was Maximilian Sunder but she just called him Max. His resume had been utterly fantastic. He had credentials and abilities that far belied his appearance. As he proved his trustworthiness over the next few months, she came to rely on him more and more.

She saw that he used his size to lull people into a false sense of superiority. He talked and acted like he was a bit on the slow side and if she had not seen his resume, she might have believed it. Under other conditions she would have never hired such a large powerful man. 

Black as darkest ebony, Max was huge. He stood well over six and a half feet and weighed nearly three hundred pounds yet his waist was small and he was very light on his feet.

"It's too bad that he is both gay and my subordinate." She thought to herself as she took her seasonal leave.

Her doctor had ordered her to take a week every four months to rest and recuperate from the rigors of her work. She had complained but her illness and his insistence had made the breaks at the end of every season a mandatory event.

"God, I've got a week with nothing to do!" She thought to herself, "I'll go nuts!"

Then she laughed to herself because she knew that she wouldn't be bored.

She had turned over all her current projects to the various department heads and told them she'd be back in seven days.

She had Max make the appropriate arrangements and now she was on her way to 'The Farm'. It was a place that her doctor had recommended and after careful consideration and investigation, she had agreed.

She watched the spring day unfold as her limousine pulled up to the gate of 'The Farm'. The place did not look too impressive but Brenda knew that the security in it was first rate.

Max was driving her himself and once they were safely at the house. He opened her car door and carried her bags inside.

She looked around as a young woman came walking toward them.

"Hello, I'm Anna and this is my farm." She said in a calm friendly voice, "You must be Brenda."

Brenda smiled and returned the greeting before turning to Max and saying, "Thank you; you may go now."

Max smiled a bit slowly at her before leaving (she assumed it was a bit slow for Anna as he never acted like this when they were alone).

"Please follow me and I'll show you to you room. You can settle in before we begin." Anna said in that same friendly manner.

After Brenda had been shown her room and put her clothes away, she sat nude upon the bed and reflected on what she had set herself up for. 

Brenda McCain had a naughty little secret. She was a sexual submissive. Outside the bedroom, she was a fearsome executive professional and she knew how to get things done. Inside the bedroom, she wanted someone to do her and hard!

She knew herself sexually and had known what she liked in the bedroom for a long time. There was no question of exploring her unknown sexuality. She knew exactly what she liked and had told the doctor all about it. 

Her only problem was finding someone who would respect her in the morning. 

"And why did that sound so familiar?" She wondered sarcastically to herself.

That was why her doctor had suggested 'The Farm' to begin with. Such a place could not have existed only a few decades before, save as a brothel. 'The Farm' and 'The Institute' were so much more than the so-called 'Sporting Clubs' of the Old West. 

Both places were known to professionals in the medical field as safe places to explore and indulge in various sexual activities. The people were professional and well versed in many different forms of sexual play.

So now she sat and waited for it all to begin. She could feel both a reluctance to let her work mind go and an excitement building, now that she was committed to her stay.

At that point, the door suddenly slammed open and two men burst in, one of them was absolutely huge!

They were covered from head to toe including their faces and hands. Forcing her face down on the bed, they worked in complete silence. First they bound her wrists behind her back and then they tied her ankles together.

Forcing her to her feet, one bent forward quickly and picked her up effortlessly over his shoulder. Only then did the other speak.

"When we are done; you'll know what a real welcoming is like!" He said ominously.

Brenda shivered in anticipation, her eyes hot and her breathing ragged.

Chapter Two -- Welcome

The two men carried the bound nude executive down the stairs and out to the barn. They worked in silence.

Once there, the two men quickly retied her wrists with rope in front of her. While she offered resistance, it was merely a token and they pretty much did what they wanted with her.

She could feel herself becoming wet at their very touch.

Attaching a hanging rope to her wrists, they pulled on the other end until she was standing on tip toe with hands high above her head before securing it.

She was helpless, nude and very aroused. They left her ungagged.

Both men stepped back and surveyed the bound nude woman. Then the shorter of the two masked men turned and offered his hand to the bigger man.

The bigger man shook hands and the shorter one left the barn, pausing to shut the door on his way out.

"Obviously, he wasn't born here." Brenda reflected to herself wryly.

Now they were alone. It was just the sexual submissive and her tormentor.

The big man slowly reached up to his waist and dramatically pulled off a thick shiny black leather belt. 

Brenda watched as though hypnotized. 

The big man stepped close and casually reached out to run his hand over her bare breast.

She gasped in fear and denial at his touch. 

He shrugged, as if to say, "Hey, you don't want me to touch? Then I won't!"

She clamped her jaw shut as she watched the big man move lightly behind her, the belt training along, menacingly.

"He moves well for such a big man." Brenda thought to herself distractedly.

She knew what was coming and knew there was no way to avoid it. Anticipation filled her with a delicious dread. 

She heard the belt whisper through the spring air before the end landed with a wet splat on her very available butt.

She gasped at the sensation. The strike wasn't too hard yet...But she knew that they would become harder as the day wore on.

She could have stopped it at any time, she knew. A word or gesture was all that was needed to set her free. Deliberately, she held herself available. 

A few seconds later, the hungry belt whispered through the air to find her again.

She tightened her body so as not to reveal how much she was enjoying it.

Brenda remembered well the first time she had told a therapist of her submissive desires. She had been quite young and filled with shame at any sort of sexual feeling that was not 'normal'.

The therapist had not been very supportive and Brenda had suddenly realized that he had been very threatened by her revelation.

The act of revealing her innermost feelings, though small, had a powerful effect on the young woman. She made it a liberating and empowering idea.

Dropping the therapist, Brenda had sought direction in both her work and her sexual life.

She was lucky and achieved success in both.

So now she hung bound and nude in a barn. She was being whipped and tormented by a stranger who intended upon doing even naughtier things to her. 

She was so close to coming, she could feel the wetness starting to roll down her inner thighs.

The big man lashed her again and again; the pauses between the strikes becoming less and less.

Brenda gasped and struggled as the belt began to burn her bare butt where it landed all too frequently now.

She began to gasp and struggle even more as the big man stepped up the pace of his torment.

She could feel a plea beginning to build upon her lips. She hated herself for being weak but the belt was becoming just too much to bear silently.

The belt landed again and again. The frequency becoming faster and faster!

Brenda let her head hang back. Her body jerked as the leather tasted her bound nude and available flesh.

Finally, the next to last straw occurred. Brenda could feel herself begin to cry. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes and she could feel a great pressure in her heart lift as the last of her resistance melted.

Just when she opened her mouth to speak her safe word and put an end to the torment; the big man stopped.

It took a moment for her to realize that he was no longer striking her. She abruptly pulled her head forward and tried to straighten up as much as possible. It was rather a futile gesture and the big man laughed low at her for doing it. She blushed in response.

He stepped behind her and ran a hand negligently over her nude and well whipped butt. She shivered but did not pull away or complain at his touch. He murmured in approval and she felt slightly embarrassed yet aroused by his approval.

Then he stepped in front of her. He deliberately removed his mask.

There, standing in front of her, was Max!

Chapter Three -- Michael

He smiled at her obvious shock and discomfort before speaking.

"No, I'm not Max. I'm his twin. My name is Michael. I have been abroad until recently." He spoke in a deep voice that was rich and cultured.

Then he added with mild sarcasm, "Did Max not mention that he had seen the way you look at him? You know, he really is gay...But I'm not!"

"Now, if you want to end this, you can say the word. Or you can have another tormentor if that is to your taste too. The choices are yours to make." Michael spoke reasonably.

It took Brenda a moment to find her voice. Her feelings were not at all confused. She insolently eyed the black Adonis, as though he were the one tied, before she spoke.

"Oh no Mikey...You'll do just fine!" She smiled arrogantly, knowing what he would have to do in response.

"Mikey...?" Michael rhetorically asked her with mild outrage, "I'll have respect from you and I mean now!"

So saying, he stepped back and while facing her, he let the belt whip out and curve around her tender bottom.

She shrieked then and jerked helplessly about,

Michael lashed her again and yet a third time before she begged him to stop.

"How do you address me?" He asked her.

"Michael...I address you as Michael." She gasped.

He whipped her a fourth time and she cried out and convulsed on his leather. Whether she had come or not was difficult for either to say.

"Oh no...We are well past the stage where you may address me by my name." He said with finality, "I am your master and you will know it before tonight is through!"

Brenda looked shocked and her jaw dropped at the very idea. 

She clamped her mouth firmly shut, as though saying silently, "I'll never call you master!"

Michael smiled then, in real enjoyment, "I like a woman with spirit!"

Michael dropped the belt to the barn floor. Reaching into the pocket of his jacket, he pulled out a black bandanna and applied a cleave gag to the outraged woman.

She growled as he did it and tried to bite him, in what was a futile gesture.

"We'll have none of that!" He warned her sternly.

He deliberately reached out and grasped her bare nipple in his right hand and squeezed it.

At first, she was able to bear the pressure. As Michael gradually increased it, she began to feel her resolve to rebel against him dissolve.

Her eyes began to close and she mewed through the gag at the pain of the grip.

Michael, who had much experience dealing with wilful women, knew exactly how much pressure to apply and for how long. He did not want to damage her or break her spirit.

He told himself he was only interested in establishing control. He was quite surprised to find himself with an iron hard erection. Usually that didn't occur until later.

Just as she took a deep breath to yell her safe word...He stopped squeezing her bare nipple.

Michael untied her ankles only to retie them wide apart. Brenda was smart enough not to fight him this time. She tried, instead, to catch his eye that he might have pity on her.

When he was done, he looked right at her and smiled. It was a cruel smile and she was even wetter than before because she now knew he had no pity. He would not be manipulated.

She now stood with arms above her head and her legs were so wide apart that she was hanging by her wrists. She was cleaved gagged, whipped and wet.

Michael was thoughtful enough to move two small blocks of wood under each foot. This allowed Brenda to stand on tip toe thus relieving some of the pressure on her wrists.

Then he stepped so he was, again, directly in front of her.

"Look at me!" He commanded.

She did as he told her and watched in stupefied amazement as he stripped off his shoes, socks, shirt and finally, his pants.

Underneath it all, he was wearing a set of black straps. They were a kind of harness. There was one that emphasized his massive upper body and another that wrapped around his tight hips. 

Michael trained with serious poundage when he pumped iron. The martial arts added a sense of grace to his huge and ripped body.

His face was cleanly shaved as were his armpits and privates. The straps only emphasized his impressive musculature and iron hard penis. 

Its huge bulbous head bobbed and swayed as he moved back and forth. It was both thick and long. Ridges and veins swelled impressively along its length. A small amount of ejaculate seeped from the head.

Brenda ate his beautiful body with hungry eyes and wondered what it would feel like when he was intimate with her. She shivered with anticipation.

Michael smiled at her open display of wanton desire.

Chapter Four - Respect

Bending forward, Michael retrieved the belt from where he had dropped it. He positioned himself and looked down as though contemplating what he knew was going to be a lot of fun. There was a half smile on his face and his iron hard penis seemed to grow even harder as he readied himself.

Brenda saw his powerful thighs flex as he picked up the belt. She began to shake her head back and forth in a violent 'no' gesture. She too, knew what he was going to do or rather, where he was going to do it.

"I'm going to 'apply' this where it will do some good. You have no say in the matter. I will be giving you only six strokes but I want a 'Thank You Master' for each one." Michael spoke evenly.

Brenda tightened her grip on the cruel restraints that held her so available. Again, that dreadful sense of anticipation filled her with secret delight.

She watched in horrified fascination as Michael whipped the shiny black leather belt upward where it landed against her most private place.

She shrieked and her eyes bulged in pain and outrage.

Michael waited a few seconds before whipping her bare cunt again!

It was when he whipped her for a third time that he spoke, "Did I forget to mention that the only strokes that count are the ones that you thank me for?"

Brenda chuffed indignantly and then shrieked again as the belt landed on her most intimate of intimates.

"Thank You Master!" She yelled around the gag.

Michael smiled at that, as though it were his due to be so thanked. Then he whipped her again!

Brenda cried out hard and pulled with helpless futility against the ropes that held her so firm.

"Thank You Master!" She yelled again.

Michael nodded and whipped her even harder than before!

Brenda screamed around the gag.

"Thank You Master!" She was panting now, in both fear and arousal.

Michael did not even acknowledge her 'Thank You Masters'. He simply let her take another lash against her bare cunt.

Brenda cried and shook against the pain.

"Thank You Master!" She yelled for the fourth time.

Michael whipped her in an uppercut fashion on her bare cunt and was rewarded by her shriek for a fifth time.

"Thank You Master!" She screamed.

Michael whipped her a sixth and final time and again, she shrieked.

"Thank You Master!" She yelled.

Michael dropped the belt to the barn floor and stepped close to his submissive. He took a moment to remove the cleave gag.

He had not been whipping her very hard but it had not been necessary or even desirable to do so. 

He caressed her bare cunt as he looked at her downcast face and asked, "So, was it every bit as exciting to be whipped between the legs as you remember?"

Brenda looked up shyly and smiled at her tormentor before answering. Obviously he had talked with the doctor who had referred her to 'The Farm'. Only he had known that she had this desire and that it had been done to her only once before.

"Oh yes master! It was even better with you!" She said softly.

He smiled and gently grasped both her nipples in his strong calloused hands. With infinite gentleness, he pulled and kneaded the sensitive flesh. 

Within a couple of minutes, she was gasping and moaning in desire; only a stroke or two from coming again!

Michael had dominated many women and he knew that he had seen few who could equal this one. She was both strong and vulnerable. Her limits were very nearly the same as his. A rare occurrence that.

He moved slightly so that his giant erection could enter her as he stood taller between her open legs by straightening his legs a bit. Michael was so tall compared to Brenda that he could easily take her while she hung nude with her legs spread wide.

Suddenly he did just that. Standing up, he thrust his massive manhood to his base. He entered her hot wet cunt in a single move. 

She gasped and convulsed on his penis. He could feel her womanly parts tighten as she orgasmed.

Withdrawing himself nearly out of her, he slowly deliberately reinserted his huge iron hard dick deep into her hot wet cunt yet again!

The feelings of pleasure raced through him as his erection plowed deep inside her sopping wet vaginal canal. He gasped at his reaction.

Brenda groaned and thought to herself, "God, his prick felt so wonderful in there!"

She didn't remember it feeling this good before! 

He continued to fuck her, harder and faster than before. He was not going to come but he made sure that she did. Over and over, she just could not seem to stop!

Finally, he pulled out and she took a deep breath before sighing in contentment.

Chapter Five -- Mouthful

Michael untied her then only to retie her hands behind her back and her ankles together. He was also thoughtful enough to tie her elbows as close together as she was comfortable with. The effect was that her breasts now jutted obscenely out in front.

Picking her up effortlessly, he made her kneel in front of him.

She knew what was coming next but she was startled when he pulled out a water bottle and doused the contents onto the cleave gag before wiping her scent and taste off of his now semi hard dick.

She eyed the monster that was now at her face height. Another kind of delicious ache filled her. She licked her lips in anticipation, her eyes wide and humid with desire!

Michael grabbed her hair in one hand and his semi hard dick in the other. Then he offered her his penis and she was only too happy to take as much of it as she could into her mouth.




On the Farm with Brenda



Holding her helpless on her knees with her wrists and elbows bound behind her back, Michael face fucked her; fast and shallow, just like she wanted.

"Use your tongue!" He ordered her in a husky tone.

She eagerly complied. Her tongue raced up and down his huge hard manhood. She closed her eyes and moaned with satisfaction, her lips avidly clamping around every vein and ridge on Michael's iron hard penis.

His bulbous head came out of her mouth only to be reinserted. 

Brenda allowed herself to be used in this way. Despite having just come, she was well on her way to another orgasm.

Michael murmured his approval at her eagerness.

This surprised her, as many men were more than a little intimidated by her powerful sexual drive. One had even struck her with a closed fist after he realized he could not keep up. There was no such problem here tonight.

Michael continued to use her mouth with his hard erection. It shot in and out in an increasingly jerky fashion.

"Do you want to taste my cum?" He asked her with rising passion.

She moaned and nodded as much as possible. 

Her eyes closed as she felt her own passion reaching their height!

He fucked her face even faster. 

Suddenly Michael could feel the beginning of a huge orgasm building. She could feel it coming too. She sucked even faster and harder. Given her position and helplessness, that was very difficult.

Michael could feel every inch of his now throbbing dick as he pushed it into her mouth. 

"God, this woman could suck cock like a faggot!" He thought wildly.

Then he came. He roared and pumped and shot for what seemed like an eternity.

Brenda sucked and swallowed as much of his seed as she could, the overflow simply washed over her face. She was so aroused by his orgasm that she hardly noticed.

And then she came again! She was astounded! But it was true...She had just achieved orgasm while sucking cock!

When Michael had finished coming, he silently picked up the bound nude woman and put her across his broad shoulder before starting back for her room. He left his clothing where he had stripped it off.

Ignoring her mild protests, he smiled to himself because he knew that she was going to walk a bit bow legged before he was done.

Her week long vacation had hardly begun...



On The Farm with Camille



Forward

This is a Maledom tale with a bit of deception-by-omission thrown in at the beginning to spice things up just a bit. None the less, the watchwords here are still 'Safe', 'Sane' and 'Consensual'.

The first chapter sets things up and just for the record...I have had the privilege of knowing several women who have exhibited the courage, strength and integrity of Camille.

The second chapter starts with the naughty bits.

Chapter One – Tease

Camille and Amanda were the best of friends and had been for the better part of twenty years since both had met in high school. Each knew the others secrets, had seen each other through good times and bad.

There were only two major differences between them. One was that Amanda was an out and out dominant lesbian where Camille was an out and out submissive heterosexual. The other was that Camille was an outrageous flirt and very much enjoyed teasing others.

Neither was willing to threaten their long and close friendship with any attempt at sexual congress but each knew where the other stood.

When Amanda had been dumped by a sweet little thing she had fallen hard for, it was to Camille that she had turned for support. The same had been true of Camille when she would become too involved with some guy.

Amanda fondly remembered her friend the tease. She remembered the night that Camille had shown up at Amanda's home dressed in a nearly nude string bikini and teased Amanda's then lover. After Camille had left, the woman had thrown herself at Amanda.

And Camille had known! She told Amanda later that she had known!

Now it was Camille who had just dumped a long term lover. The fact that this guy had been an abusive and immature creep had not made its effect felt yet. He had been one sweet charmer. His lies had hit home with Camille. 

He had two years to work his abuse on her before she was finally able to see the light.

He claimed to be a dominant alpha in his views but he was no more that than he was a submissive. He was just a lying abusive creep.

The final straw came when Amanda had gone to pick up her friend for a morning of shopping and girl talk. He got angry, again and when he tried to strike Amanda, Camille had snapped and kicked the man between the legs. 

Camille and Amanda had left him in a prone ball on the floor of his apartment.

Still Camille seemed completely devastated and just could not shake it off. The man had made her feel unlovable and unloved. The tease was nowhere to be found.

Amanda was more than a bit worried when she saw none of the signs of her friend moving beyond this. Amanda finally asked a very unhappy Camille if she really trusted her close friend.

"Of course...Anything you want babe." Camille gave her the somewhat despondent reply.

So Amanda devised a plan...

Amanda had Camille sign a paper but Camille never even bothered to read it!

Next, Amanda got Camille mildly drunk. After, she took her friend out to 'The Farm'.

They were laughing and joking as the limousine pulled up to the barn. The alcohol had worked at distracting Camille.

Amanda got out when it stopped. Camille, not paying attention, followed. There were two very large men in coveralls standing with grim expressions on their faces.

Camille turned to her friend and asked, "What's going on?"

Amanda replied, "I have decided to give you a present, my love. That paper you signed was a release form and these men are here today to fulfil your dream of having two men drive you crazy in bed before they go away."

Amanda smiled at her friends shocked expression but reminded her, "You always said that your deepest and darkest fantasy was to be forced into very naught behaviour because of your teasing."

She added, "You have teased me mercilessly over the years. I'm not angry with you but I know what you like and now, so do these men."

Amanda followed her true confession by adding, "Unless you want this to end now, I'll see you up at the farm house tomorrow afternoon."

Camille said nothing but turned to the two large men who eyed her like hungry carnivores with a piece of fresh meat.

She turned back to her friend and asked, "Have I really been that out of it?"

Amanda nodded; not trusting her voice, as emotion welled up inside her.

Camille stepped forward and embraced her friend before whispering in her ear, "Okay, I'm going to trust you on this"

Amanda stepped back and ordered the two large men, "Take her and use her! You know what is to be done!"

Camille turned to look at the two men as they advanced quickly on her. Her breath was shallow and she could feel a flutter of anticipation building in her stomach yet there was also an unreasoning fear there too.

Camille turned to look at her friend but Amanda was already walking away, her head held high and stiff as though she did not want to see what was occurring.

One of the big men said, "Your safe words are 'Yellow' for slow down and 'Red' for stop completely."

Camille nodded timidly as two men advanced on her.

Then one stopped and said calmly, "Look, we know that you are a survivor of abuse. The real question is what kind of survivor do you want to be?"

Camille looked at him questioningly and he continued in a patient voice.

"There are those who are heroic survivors. They struggle to rise above what they have endured." He said.

"There are also those 'victims' of abuse who never rise above what happened to them." He stated.

"So I'll ask again; what kind of survivor do you want to be?"He asked her calmly, as though he had all the time and patience in the world.

"If you're a 'victim', this can end right now. We can have you in a registered therapist's office within the hour." The big man said, "Or we can test you..."

He let the question hang.

For Camille, there was simply no question at all, she had to try and be a heroic survivor. 

"If I try and fail, at least I have tried!" She said to herself.

She nodded to herself and said, "I'm ready!"

"This test is in three parts." The big man explained, "After we arouse you and are sure of your limits, we will reenact your two greatest sexual experiences." 

He paused to gauge her reaction before continuing, "As I said, your safe words are 'Yellow' for slow down and 'Red' for stop completely."

When she did not respond immediately, he waited before asking, "Are you absolutely sure?"

The big man had a lot of experience with damaged subs and he had seen many quail when pushed too far too fast. He had learned that they had to step forward of their own volition; freely and confidently (or not at all).

Camille looked straight at him and with a look of fear in her eyes said in a tremulous voice, "I'll do my best."

Despite what he and Amanda had agreed to; the man withheld a sigh and seriously debated calling the whole thing off. He could see that despite her words, this woman was right on the edge of panic. That was always a bad sign.

Then Camille did something to convince him. She stripped naked before him and knelt at his feet, her hands going behind her head in a gesture of obedience.

It wasn't the most erotic thing he'd ever seen but it did show him that she was, indeed, ready to try.

He nodded and turning to his associate raised his eyebrows, as if to indicate that this was a good sign on her part. The other man smiled.

And so it began...

Chapter Two – Arousal

The two men tied her standing in the middle of the barn. Her arms were shackled together in leather cuffs and raised high above her head by rope and pulley. Her legs were also shackled together. One of the big men pulled on the rope until a nude Camille was standing on tip toe.

Camille finally got a good look at the two men. The bigger of the two was wearing a set of blue overalls. The slightly smaller one was wearing brown overalls. Both had brush cuts and a solid dependable look to them.

She asked, "What should I call you?"

The big man in blue answered without looking at her as he fingered a thick belt that had been lying over a stall in the barn.

"Master...And don't talk unless you're told to." He said not unkindly.

Camille was silent for all of thirty seconds before asking, "I hate to be a bother but what do I call him?"

She tilted her head toward the big man in brown.

Blue tilted his head at her and said, "Obviously I have not made myself clear."

He smiled and Camille knew that he had been expecting her to break his rules...Had counted on it, in fact.

Blue walked behind her, smiling and whipping the belt through the air, this way and that.

Brown laughed then and gave a rebel yell, "Yee-ha! Ain't nothing like a well whipped woman!"

Camille felt her heart begin to race. She was now unable to see either man.

She could hear though and she heard the belt whistle through the air before landing with a wet splat on her shapely posterior. 

She gasped and flinched although the strike wasn't that hard. There had been a time when she would have laughed at the lightness of the strike. The last two years with 'His Highness' had taken a lot of her confidence away.

The belt landed again beside the first strike and it was a little harder.

She gasped and jerked again; remembering how she had told 'him' how she liked to be dominated. At first he had been very attentive and consistent. Then little by little he had gradually started sneering at her and her desires. 

Nasty unpleasant comments that cut her in ways that were just not right. By the end, she had not been intimate with him in months; not even in a vanilla way.

Now, as these two men whipped her nude and bound body, Camille began to realize just how much that cowardly bastard had taken from her in the name of love.

The belt landed again and then a fourth time. The strikes were no harder than the second one but Camille could feel them. When she tried to be stoic, the big man in blue spoke.

"We'll have none of that now! I want to see all your reactions Camille." He said commandingly.

So saying, he whipped her again but it was not a hard strike.

She groaned and jerked, like a person who has been asleep for a long time and was now just awakening.

The whipping progressed and Camille began to jerk and groan with more enthusiasm. As she did so, the intensity of the strikes increased. Finally, the big man was whipping Camille hard and not withholding its power.

He'd whip her and she'd yell and flinch.

The big man in blue coveralls reared back the heavy leather belt and let it sing through the air before landing with cruel intent upon her nude and helpless body yet again.

The speed of the strike lent it power and Camille pulled hard on her restraints and cried out. Tears sprang from tightly shut eyes and her mouth was opened in a round 'o' but no safe word came from her lips.

The big man in brown finally walked until he was standing in front of her close enough for him to lick. He smiled and gazed at her bare breasts as she heaved this way and that.

Blue continued to whip her butt and now Brown reached for her. Brown's hand reached down between her tightly held together thighs and found her swollen cunt.

She opened her eyes and looked at Brown in shock and surprise. It had been a long time since anyone had touched her there.

Brown looked round her nude and bound body to speak to Blue.

"She's sopping!" He said with real enthusiasm.

Blue's belt landed again while Brown's hand was inside Camille's cunt. She moaned erotically.

She hadn't meant to; it just slipped out.

Brown smiled and Camille heard Blue speak.

"That's what we want to hear!" He said encouragingly.

Then Blue said to Brown, "You're right, ain't nothing like a well whipped woman! Just keep your hand there and let's see how she likes that!"

Brown grunted his reply and Blue lashed the helpless woman yet again.

This time the results were two fold. The belt stung where it landed but Brown's hand made a world of difference and Camille couldn't help but grind against it.

So Blue lashed her yet again!

As the belt continued to land, Brown began to work his hand inside her sopping wet cunt.

Camille ground against the hand and away from the belt. The pleasing erotic sensations began to escalate at an unbelievable rate.

Neither Blue nor Brown did much more than they had been doing yet both could see that a powerful orgasm was well on its way.

Suddenly, as Blue whipped her and Brown fingered her, Camille came, yelling and pulling against her cruel restraints.

Brown didn't look up until it was apparent that she had finished coming. Then Blue stopped fingering her and Brown stepped back; his eyes going to meet hers.

"Well done Camille!" He said with a smile.

They untied her only to retie her hands behind her back. They forced her to her knees and she watched as the two men undressed.

The bigger of the two was also the one with the bigger cock. When he offered it to her, she obediently opened her mouth and took as much as she could.

Blue pulled out his now hard cock and slowly pushed it back in. The huge bulbous head slipped by her willing lips. She felt its veins and ridges with her lips as he pushed his large heavy cock deep into her throat.

He pulled all the way out then and it was Brown's turn. He was every bit as hard. His erection was thick and full as well, a bit of precum adding taste where there had been none before. 

As she sucked both hard cocks, Camille realized just how much she had missed this particular endeavour. 

She remembered the time she had a contest with another girl at a party to see who could make their guy come the quickest. The loser was to be ass fucked by everyone that the winner said.

Camille had won but victory had tasted a bit salty that evening.

As the two big men in the barn fed her cock; she sighed and went at her task with renewed sense of urgency.

Blue and Brown exchanged glances at her enthusiasm. This was most unusual. Mostly those who had been abused over a couple of years took some time before they began to enjoy themselves to this degree...With anything sexual!

It was just too intense but not, it seemed, for Camille.

"It's time for the first experience." Blue said enigmatically.

Chapter Three – Erotic Denial

"Now we have almost a full day before your friend returns." Blue said calmly, "So we are going to divide it into two parts."

Brown asked, "Do you remember the second most powerful thing you have ever been through?"

Camille, bound nude and on her knees began to shake her head in protest. A flutter ran through her belly in anticipation of what she knew was coming.

Brown smiled at her and then looked at Blue before stating, "Oh, I think we can call that a 'yes'."

Blue nodded and looked down at the nude woman before answering, "That is definitely my feeling about this too."

They picked Camille up and carried her into a stall within the barn. She struggled helplessly but she was no match for these two powerful men. 

In a few moments, they had her bound spread-eagled and face up to an old iron framed single bed. The thing was comfortable enough; it had to be with what they were going to do to her. She was going to be here a while.

Camille knew what her two tormentors had in mind and just the thought was enough to arouse her.

Blue looked down at her nude struggling body and smiled before he said, "That's right; we are going to bring you to the edge of orgasm without allowing you to come and we are going to keep you there!"

Brown added, "We know that you are multi-orgasmic, as well. So you know what the second experience is going to be too."

Camille groaned with rising passion at just the thought of being the plaything of these two knowledgeable tormentors. The fact that they were there, specifically just to torment her gave her some power, though.

As though reading her mind, Blue said, "When we become aroused...Don't you worry, we'll just avail ourselves of your tight pussy."

He smiled and Camille became even wetter at the image of him fucking her nude bound body while she protested helplessly (but not too much)!

With that, Blue pulled an electric wand from a shelf beneath the bed. He pushed the switch and with a buzz, it came to life.

Brown laughed and said, "You are going to put on a real good show tonight!"

Blue started by merely resting the head of the powerful electric vibrator on her clitoris.

Camille groaned and squirmed.

Brown smiled and reaching down grabbed her bare nipple with an expertise born of long years of training and began to knead and roll the sensitive flesh.

Blue, watching as Camille responded to the vibrator; turned it this way and that so that the head was always touching some exposed area of the clit.

At one point, Blue spread Camille's labia wide apart so he could better reach her most sensitive parts.

She gasped and her head shot up as she felt an impending orgasm.

"I'm going to come!" She gasped.

Both men stopped touching her altogether and the feeling subsided.

Blue said, "I'm pleased by both your awareness and by you telling us before you came."

Then he smiled cruelly and continued, "As a reward, I'm only going to give you six strokes with the riding crop on your bare cunt!"

Camille gasped in shock and said without thinking but very sarcastically, "Gee thanks! And here I was...Worried that you were going to punish me for reaching an orgasm without permission!"

Blue laughed and said right back at her, "You were right to be worried. I have in mind the figure of twenty four on the bare cunt for orgasms without permission."

Camille looked at him suspiciously and when she was sure he was not being sarcastic said, "Maybe I'll just shut my big mouth before I get into trouble."

Both Blue and Brown looked at her then and nodded as though saying, "Yes, that's a good idea!"

Blue pulled out a riding crop from beneath the bed and raised it high above his head.

Camille watched it with horrified fascination. It descended with speed and landed on her bare pussy with a wet sound.

She shrieked and bucked before Blue raised the crop up and brought it down again.

This time she arched up to meet the fiery kiss of the riding crop. Still she cried out in a mixture of agony and passion as it hit home.

Four more times, Blue lashed the bound nude woman where it counted most. Although she cried in pain and passion; not once did she try and get away.

The men returned to their respective tasks and within a couple of minutes, Camille was once again, approaching climax.

"Oh God, please take it off!" She gasped with wide eyes, "I'm going to come!"

"No you will not!" Snapped Blue without looking up or removing the wand, "You will not come until I say so!"

Brown grabbed both her bare breasts and gently but firmly pulled and squeezed the nipples.

Camille groaned and yelled, "Oh god, I can't hold on! I'm going to come!"

At the last moment, both men stopped touching her again.

Over the next several hours the two men tormented Camille. Just as she'd be about to climax, they'd stop. 

Every time Camille approached climax, Blue and Brown would murmur encouraging words. Every time she told them she was going to come, they complimented her.

"It has been a long time!" She thought to herself, "It has been a long time since I have felt this good about myself."

Sometimes one or the other would lash her cunt or her breasts when she was about to achieve orgasm. Sometimes they would merely wait until she had calmed down.

After hour number ten had past and in utter frustration, she began to beg to come. She promised them anything; if she could just come.

It must have been very erotic. First Blue mounted her then Brown. They were very quick and Camille realized that it had been deliberately so. She remained just on the edge.




On The Farm with Camille



So close yet so far away...

At this point, another client of 'The Farm' was brought in. Camille could hear something but she wasn't sure what.

Then both men untied her only to retie her ankles together and her wrists behind her back. Blue picked her up and carried her put to the middle of the barn.

There was a nude male bound as she had been. His hands were together high above his head and his legs were wide apart. He was on tip toe, just as she had been. 

Two big beefy women handlers had obviously been tormenting him for some time. His body was covered in whip marks but his erection was hard and jutted out obscenely. He was blindfolded.

Blue spoke to her conversationally, "He has been kept on the edge, just like you but now is the time that he may be allowed to come..."

Camille said, "I hear a 'but' in there somewhere."

It was Brown who spoke softly in her ear, "We want you to use your mouth and your hands and the crop. We want you to make him suffer as he comes."

Camille nodded without letting her gaze stray from the bound man's cock.

Someone, she wasn't sure who, untied her and put a riding crop in her hands.

She stood unsteadily at first. Taking a deep breath she moved close to the bound man and let her naked body touch his.

He groaned in frustration and pushed against her.

She smiled and lashed him lightly on that hard cock she wanted so much to feel inside her. She was testing him, teasing him. It felt so good!

She lashed his cock again before running the fingers of one hand over the hard bulbous head of his engorged cock and up the sensitive shaft.

For the next hour and a half, Camille took utter delight in teasing the man with mouth, hands and riding crop. His hard cock felt them all!

Finally she heard him gasp and shudder or was that her?

It didn't matter she decided; enough was enough!

After her long ordeal, she just didn't want to torment this guy anymore; she wanted to feel him come! She needed to taste his seed!

Casting aside the crop, she dropped to her knees and taking him in her mouth proceeded to do just that.

With powerful quick strokes she ran her mouth up and down his hard rigid unit and was rewarded when he cried out. 

"Oh please, may I come?" He gasped in a shaky voice.

Before Camille could respond, one of the beefy women said, "I demand that you come and I mean; right now!"

Camille could feel the orgasm begin, and as he shot and shot yelling and jerking helplessly, she thought she might come too; so powerful was the situation.

After he had come, Blue and Brown picked her up and returned her to the bed where they retied her.

Sure now that they would let her come, Camille said nothing.

It was a real shock when they continued to withhold her orgasms for another hour.

She was begging again before they finally stopped tormenting her with the wand and expert fingers.

As she lay gasping Blue looked down at her and asked, "So you want to come do you?"

Well..." He continued, "I think that can be arranged."

Chapter Four – Forced Orgasms

Blue looked at her nude and bound body upon the bed and smiled to himself. He could see that Camille was now teasing both men. She badly wanted to come and she knew that she was going to get her wish.

"Too bad I can't bottle this." Blue thought privately, "Personal empowerment in a spray can. Just spray away all doubt."

Camille groaned erotically as she felt yet another climax building.

She knew that they were going to let her come. She could feel their lust pulling at her and it felt good!

Brown's hands upon her bare breasts were warm and she arched to meet his touch. He smiled lustfully.

As her orgasm built, Camille wrapped her hands tightly around already tight bonds in preparation of the impending erotic storm. She tried to pull her knees together to intensify the feeling even more.

Blue wondered privately, "It will be real interesting to see how she reacts once her first climax has passed."

Camille could feel when that 'certain moment' passed. She knew, had always known, that beyond a 'certain moment' in her orgasm build-up, she'd come whether she wanted to or not.

As she passed that 'certain moment' she knew her climax was going to be very powerful.

She groaned and gasped, "I'm going to come!"

Both Blue and Brown answered in unison, "We know!"

She came then, gasping and clenching, her eyes shut tight, her mouth drawn in a grim line. Her hands were held in tight fists and her legs were locked together. It seemed to go on and on!

Finally, Blue said, "Take a breath Camille! Do it right now!"

She did and as the most powerful wave of her climax subsided, Blue removed the vibrator momentarily before he spoke again.

"I have been tolerant of your insubordination this one time!" He said firmly, "But the next time you come, you are to keep your eyes open!"

"Do you understand?" He questioned her impatiently.

She looked at him a little surprised and nodded.

It was Brown who responded to that, "How do we answer?"

"Uh...I forget." She said with downcast eyes and such sheepishness that they believed her.

Both said, "You call us 'Master' and you verbalize!"

This time she realized that they were treating her as if she were this great tease. Reflecting for a moment, she realized that it felt pretty good to be treated in this manner.

She decided to run with it.

"Do I call one of you 'Master' and the other 'Baitor'?" She asked mildly.

Both men laughed at that one and for just an instant, Camille thought she'd be able to get away with it.

Blue said, "That's pretty good. Here, try this one on for size!" 

So saying, he pressed the vibrating head of the wand back against her hot sopping wet cunt.

She gasped and groaned before wiggling against the pressure. This time, she was on the verge of a second climax within a minute.

"Oh god, I'm going to come again!" She gasped.

Blue responded, "I'd say it fits pretty well. You go right ahead and climax."

She did. She also made it a point to keep her eyes wide open. Pulling and struggling against her bonds to the obvious enjoyment of both her tormentors.

"Do you know why you keep your eyes open?" Asked Brown of Camille when she was done with her second orgasm.

Blue did not remove the vibrator from her pussy. 

It was very distracting but she made it a point to look at Brown and say, "It keeps me grounded."

Brown smiled at her and nodded approvingly before turning to Blue and saying, "She's a smart girl!"

Camille could feel her third orgasm arriving very fast. She told her tormentors and then she came.

The fourth and fifth were right on cue and she began to realize that Blue wasn't going to remove the vibrator unless she asked!

She held out as long as she could. Her orgasms became increasingly powerful and there was less and less time between them.

She was determined not to give in. In some ways it was almost a contest. Would they become bored or would she weaken?

Brown got up at one point and left. When he returned some time later, he took a turn holding the vibrator. Like Blue, he would move it back and forth looking for that most intense place.

She gasped, like a marathoner hitting the wall. Her muscles held tight in bold relief as they continued to torment her mercilessly.

About thirty minutes after they had started, Blue came back with two strange looking apparatuses. Momentarily taking the vibrator off her cunt gave Camille a slight respite that she did her best to take advantage of by slumping against her bonds as much as possible.

When the vibrating head touched her bare cunt a moment later, she jerked forward and tightened right up again. Her face was tight with surprise at the intensity of the touch of the vibrators buzzing head.

She tilted her head to the side and groaned then, as much out of exhaustion as anything.

One of the two devices was a holder for the wand. It literally held the wand in place like it was a microphone and her cunt was about to make a speech! It pressed obscenely against her privates.

The other one was hard to see but easy to feel. From the men's vantage point, it looked like a basic electric engine with a long handle that went back and forth. It held a soft dildo on the end. The dildo went into and out of her cunt rhythmically.

Brown commented to Blue, "Those are really neat looking devices. Did you make them yourself?"

Blue smiled as he watched the beautiful woman before him begin her next powerful orgasm.

"No, I went surfing the web one night and I came across a site that already had them. I ordered one of each and here they are, in good working order." Blue smiled as he spoke to the other man.

Camille could feel the dildo move in and out and the constant buzz of the vibrator fed into her desires. She came again and then again almost without pause.

When she felt she could take no more, she finally spoke, "Please, I can't take it! Please, Please...Oh...Oh..."

Camille came again before she could say any more.

Blue got down so that his face was close to hers before he asked, "Did you want me to do something for you?"

Camille came again before answering, "Oh, please take them away for just a minute!"

Blue said, "What is the magic word?"

She glared at him and said, "Take it away, 'NOW'."

Blue laughed with relish at her toughness. To be tormented this long and then still have fight left in her was a thing to be admired. Still, control was important.

"Oh, I'm sorry, that is an incorrect response." He said condescendingly.

Camille came again on the devilish devices that stimulated her privates.

"Oh, please...mister...Take them off!" She gasped.

It was Brown who squatted down on the other side of her and spoke, "So you have a bad time saying the 'M' word do you?"

Camille came yet again as the dildo fucked her and the vibrator stimulated her clit.

"Oh god, I'm coming again! Yes, I have a bad time with that word!" She gasped before convulsing yet again.

"Well, it's up to you. There are three things that you can say that will get me to take away those fucking machines." Blue said dictatorially, "You can say "Yellow' and I'll momentarily pause in your treatment. You can say 'Red' and this will all come to an end. Or you can call us 'Master' and maybe we'll be lenient on your sorry ass!"

Camille came yet again on the cursed machines before quipping, "Does this mean that you both have to be present to be called Master? Would that mean that when only one of you is present, they are at 'Half Mast'?"

Both Blue and Brown laughed at her sassiness. 

"You just don't know when to quit, do you?" Brown said.

Camille arched then, her eyes rolling back as she came yet again.

Both men watched her come several more times after that. 

Finally, she realized that she did have more self control than she have believed and she said, "'Red'! 'Red'!"

The effect was nearly instantaneous as both men quickly turned off both devices.

Blue said, "I want you to know that I am proud of you."

Brown said, "We...We are proud of you."

Camille smiled dreamily and said, "Thank you kind sirs."

Epilogue

The two men untied her then and Blue carried her up to the farmhouse where he put her into the room she had started her adventure in. There he covered her with a blanket. She passed out somewhere along the way.

When she awoke, Amanda was there...



On The Farm with Danni



Foreword 

This is a Maledom erotic tale. 

The naughty bits start with Chapter One.

The very naughty bits start with Chapter Two.

By the way, I have had a woman come while giving me head...

*

Prologue 

Amanda Danielle Wilson lived two distinct and separate lives. 

In one she was known as Ms. Wilson, a competent high level vice president in an international firm. Her job was rewarding financially and personally fulfilling. It kept her busy and she was a real asset to her firm.

Ms. Wilson also had a gentleman friend named Mica Thorson. When they had first met, she had seen 'something' in him. She wasn't quite sure what. She had teased him a bit at first but that had all stopped when she called him 'Big Mike'. 

Suddenly, he had started acting very cold. He wasn't abusive or aggressive but all of a sudden, he wasn't someone who she felt drawn to anymore either. He was someone that she found comfortable to be around during social gatherings.

Perhaps he was merely sensitive about his size? After all, he was six foot six and weighed in at over two hundred and fifty pounds, most of it muscle.

In her other life, Amanda Danielle Wilson was 'Danni', an occasional submissive. Danni was very kinky. She liked (and licked) both boys and girls. She was a switch but she preferred to be on the bottom. 

Danni knew what she wanted and that was someone with confidence. Whoever she played with had to have enough confidence to agree to Danni's limits and to enjoy those. 

There was also the fact that Ms. Wilson had a life and 'Danni' could only play sometimes...

After some rough experiences, Danni had found that proper references and proper financial remuneration kept her submission sessions both safe and exciting. 

The latest in a long line of dominants, Mistress Colton, was from a place called 'The Farm'. She was recommended by a friend and after some discreet investigation, Danni made overtures to become the woman's plaything. 

Their latest romance had been going on for about six months and Danni was just about at the point of looking for a new mistress or master. She liked to change them about twice a year. She felt it kept things from getting too emotional.

After conferring with Mistress Colton, Danni was pleased to find out that the mistress had access to many dominants and that if she, Danni wished, Mistress Colton would begin the process of auditioning a new Dom for her.

Now Danni had received an e-mail that stated when she was to perform for the pleasure of a prospective Dom. The e-mail also stated that Mistress Colton would be there to facilitate the changing of Doms. 

Danni made it a point to confirm the details of when she would perform this audition. She already knew where this would happen but not who she would be performing for.

She found her pulse begin to accelerate at the mere idea.

Chapter One -- Anticipation

Danni had been a guest of her mistress's at 'The Farm' before. When she arrived at 'The Farm', she parked her car and went straight to the barn.

Danni was very excited and very ready to play. She hoped that this prospective Dom was up to her expectations.

Danni was also relieved that Mistress Colton was not upset or jealous. Previous masters and mistresses had been known to be possessive. The whole idea of possession made Danni uneasy.

Mistress Colton did not tell Danni what lay ahead. The Dom knew what Danni liked and Danni trusted that she would be kept within her limits. There was mutual respect on both sides.

Mistress Colton stripped Danni nude and bound her standing spread-eagled. Danni was not gagged or tied tightly but she was definitely not getting free without assistance.

She found herself getting moist and swollen in anticipation of the new Dom's arrival.

"What say we not wait?" Mistress Colton said calmly, as she picked up a thick black leather belt from the easy chair that sat in front of the nude woman. 

Danni watched her mistress pick up the belt and felt her breathing becoming ragged. She knew what was coming and soon she hoped it would be her.

Danni watched her mistress walk past her. She heard her mistress take up a position behind her. She heard the belt whisper through the air. 

It landed with a wet splat on Danni's shapely posterior and a second later, Danni flinched as its fiery kiss touched her. She gasped as much in excitement as in pain.

The belt whispered through the air and landed on her tight butt again. Danni jerked against its raw impact. Despite the pain of the blows, Danni could feel her own desire rising.

"Boy, she's not holding back at all!" Danni thought silently.

Danni heard her mistress take a step and heard the belt whisper through the air before it landed on her left flank this time.

Mistress Colton continued to walk to Danni's left, whipping her with deliberate powerful strokes. 

The dominatrix let the belt wander from Danni's shapely posterior to her upper back and to her front.

Danni bit her lip in an effort not to cry out.

Suddenly Mistress Colton's cell rang. Mistress Colton answered it and smiled coldly.

"Your new Dom is here." She said as she turned and walked outside the barn, being careful to shut the thick door behind her.

"Well, they'll get a real eyeful when we first meet." Danni thought ruefully.

There she stood, bound spread-eagled nude and well whipped. To some this would be a very appealing sight.

Danni listened as carefully as she could but the thick soundproof walls of the barn made it impossible to hear anything.

A feeling of anticipation welled up in her as she waited breathlessly to see who her mistress had brought.

Finally, the door opened and the mistress walked elegantly through. Behind her walked a huge man dressed in a conservative black business suit with white shirt and dark tie.

When Amanda Danielle Wilson was the business professional, she looked someone right in the eye when she first met them. It was better that way for so many reasons. 

When she was a sub, she behaved in a more wanton fashion and looked them over before she met their eyes.

So tonight, she let her eyes feast on the huge mans proportions as he stood framed in the doorway.

When her eye finally went to his face, she was shocked by what she saw.

Mica 'Big Mike' Thorson stood framed in the doorway! He too, looked shocked. 

There, before him stood this totally hot vixen, bound nude and well whipped, while at the same time, it was someone that he knew!

Mistress Colton looked from one to the other and said, "So I take it that you two know each other?"

Mica was the first to speak but he did so to Danni.

"I had no idea." He said in a surprised voice, "They call me 'Big Mike' around here but when you called me 'Big Mike, I knew that you didn't know that." 

He continued, "I pulled back because it never occurred to me that you might like this sort of thing. I didn't want you to get the wrong impression but just the thought of you like this is very appealing!"

Danni watched him smile as he eyed her bound nude and whipped body; a body that had been deliberately put on display to be an object of lust.

She smiled wantonly, enjoying her power over the big man and said, "You were right in thinking that I didn't know who you are during your off hours."

She continued in a sultry voice, "But I also know that you know what discretion is 'because' I have never heard of you before tonight."

She looked down and paused to gather her thoughts before continuing, "Discretion, like honor, courage and strength are as important to me as any wild play can be."

Then she smiled directly at him and said, "Here, in this place, I'm 'Danni', a wanton and provocative submissive. My mistress would never betray me and I trust her utterly. If she feels that you would be a good Dom for me, I'm willing to give it a try..."

She let the sentence hang unfinished as she smiled provocatively at the big man.

Big Mike smiled back at her in a knowing fashion. 

The lust between them was quickly becoming thick enough to cut with a knife.

Both paused, as if on cue; to look questioningly at Mistress Colton who smiled and said, "Don't let me stand in the way here. If this works for both of you then it will definitely work for me."

Chapter Two -- Meet and Shriek

After a moment of awkward silence, the big man took the initiative.

As Danni watched in lustful silence, Big Mike took his suit coat off and carefully laid it on a folding chair that stood open by the wall. He stripped off his shirt, as well.

Danni had never seen Big Mike without his white dress shirt on. His physique was herculean. Massive muscular arms joined to an equally impressive torso by powerful looking shoulders. It gave Danni shivers as she imagined his body on top of her, thrusting and grinding...

She shook her head a bit to clear it. Her pulse sounded in her ears and her mons felt very wet and swollen. It took a great deal of effort not to pull at the bonds that held her legs so far apart. 

She realized that it would have been very pleasurable to touch herself between the legs at that moment.

Big Mike looked down at her. Mistress Colton offered him the belt she had whipped Danni with before he arrived. He smiled at her and silently shook his head.

Making it a point to look Danni right in the eye; he slowly deliberately removed his dress belt and whipped it through the air a couple of times.

Danni followed its movements as though hypnotized by them.

Big Mike stepped closer to her and said, "Allow me to introduce myself."

Danni looked up into his piercing stare and found her breath coming in short sharp gasps. Her own eyes reflected the heightened state of arousal she felt.

But being a provocative tease, she couldn't let it be.

"Why certainly! Let me begin. Hi, I'm Danni. You must be new around here." She said demurely, her eyes completely at odds with her tone of voice.

Big Mike smiled mirthlessly down at her and said, "That's good, I like a woman with spirit."

He paused as he watched her eyes before continuing, "You may address me as 'Mica' or 'Mr. Thorson'. I would so hate the titles of 'Sir' or 'Master' between us. They seem trite between equals. Don't you think?"

He smiled as he watched her face take on a surprised look at his words.

Walking around her until he was behind her, he whipped back the belt in preparation to lash her. He was pleased when she involuntarily flinched at the sound of the belt going through the air.

"Your safe words are the same as with Mistress Colton, 'Yellow' means slow down and 'Red' means stop." He said and smiled as he watched her flinch in anticipation of the lash, at the sound of his voice.

Big Mike looked at Mistress Colton and when she looked back at him, he smiled.

Mistress Colton nodded her head and raised her eyebrows as if to say, "I've rarely seen her so aroused."

So there they stood, Danni, bound nude and spread-eagled. Big Mike stood behind her with his belt ready to lash her and Mistress Colton stood slightly to the side, eagerly taking in all the action with hungry eyes. 

Having met with Big Mike beforehand, she knew what was going to happen tonight. She had been an active planner in all of it.

The moment seemed to be frozen in time.

Then Big Mike lashed Danni. She gasped and jerked, more in excitement than pain.

He reared his hand back again and as his belt whispered through the air, Danni tightened her grip on the powerful restraints that helped keep her spread apart so vulnerably.

The lash landed for a second time and she gasped again.

Big Mike was careful not to hurt her and yet he was careful to lash her hard enough that she was aroused by it.

He smiled to himself as he recalled how Mistress Colton had instructed him how hard to apply the lash and for how long. 

He wondered if the mistress's body was still tender to the touch after the whipping he had administered. 

And then, of course, it had been necessary to apply a healing touch to her heightened and sensitive nerves.

"Well, I'll certainly put all that information to good use tonight!" He thought silently.

A third time, Big Mike lashed Danni and this time, an erotic moan slipped from between her lips. 

As much as he enjoyed such noise, Danni and Mistress Colton had agreed that silence during a whipping was vital (actually, it was just another way to ramp up the intensity of the experience).

"Far be it for me to allow a break in the rules." Big Mike thought.

"No noise Danni." He said firmly.

Danni, ever one to test limits spoke back, "But it was just a little one, sir!"

Big Mike looked at Mistress Colton and they both smiled. First Danni had made a noise during a lashing and now she had called him 'Sir' when he had expressly told her not to.

Two rules being broken was a deliberate test of Big Mike's ability to control the situation.

He stepped over until he was facing Danni. His physical presence so dominated the woman. She seemed to have a hard time keeping her eyes off of his massive and powerful chest.

When she finally raised her eyes until they met his; Big Mike was not at all surprised at the molten desire he saw there. 

He smiled down at her cruelly and slowly reached out until he had grasped her bare nipple in his powerful right hand. Then he squeezed.

Her eyes widened in excitement as he continued to apply pressure to her bare breast. He recalled how Mistress Colton had shown him this particular punishment. He wondered whether the mistress's nipple was still tender.

Finally, she could take no more and she gasped and winced before saying 'Yellow'.

He smiled then and let go. Just as Mistress Colton had told him, Danni liked to have her nipple squeezed until she called a safe word.

Big Mike still said nothing. Instead, he reached down between her legs and expertly ran his middle finger down over her clit before gently slipping it past her swollen and wet nether lips.

Danni groaned and pushed back against the big man. Her own desire quickly reached a crescendo. He fingered her until she was about to climax. Stopping, he stepped back to his original position behind her.

She chuffed in frustration and he quickly responded.

"I will not tolerate any bending of the rules. I am a strict Dom and I'm told that you rather enjoy that." He said severely, "I'm going to show you just how sever I can be and if you know what is good for you; you'll be still and you'll be quiet."

So saying, Big Mike began to whip Danni again. It was no tease this time. It was as hard as Danni liked and he kept it up for as long as she could stand it.

Mistress Colton watched the torment taking place before her. Her own carnal desires were now close to the surface as she remembered how she had instructed the big man earlier that week.

It was, of course, unethical to continue to be intimate with him, now that it was obvious to all that these two were going to get along so famously. That was the way things were unless Danni wanted to change that. 

Yet the mistress could still remember the feel of the big man's hands upon her.

Danni finally began to flinch and gasp loudly as the belt found its way past her defences.

Big Mike, read her responses correctly and stopped the whipping just as Danni opened her mouth to call out the safe word.

"I've shown you how hard I'm capable of being." Big Mike said to Danni from behind her, his voice thick with lust and passion.

"Would you like to watch how passionate I can be?" He asked with a quiet undercurrent of menace.

Danni nodded and waited...

Chapter Three -- Observation 

Big Mike quickly replaced the belt back in the loops around his waist. He walked over to the wall and taking another folding chair which leaned against the wall, opened it up and sat down on it several feet in front of the nude and bound Danni.

She looked mildly perplexed and he smiled.

"For this next activity, I need your approval." He said and looked meaningfully at Mistress Colton.

Never a slow learner, Danni quickly grasped where he intended to take this and smiled knowingly.

"Oh! But of course Mr. Thorson!" Danni said with a smile on her face as she looked eagerly at her former mistress, "I am totally in your hands on this issue."

Mistress Colton also quickly understood where they all seemed to be headed.

She shook her head in denial but both Big Mike and Danni laughed cruelly.

"Come here!" Big Mike commanded her.

With only a slight hesitation, she did as he had commanded.

"Strip!" He said simply.

Mistress Colton looked at Danni who seemed very aroused at the prospect of seeing her former mistress being nude and sexually tormented in front of her.

"You heard him!" Danni said eagerly.

Mistress Colton stripped as she had been told and stood demurely between the seated big man and her bound nude former submissive.

Big Mike stood suddenly and a nude Mistress Colton could not but step back. Her hungry eyes eating his powerful physique as he stood close.

"Undress me." He said softly to her.

She quickly did as he had told her. Taking a moment to place the rest of his clothing on the chair with his shirt and suit coat, Mistress Colton returned to stand so she could see both Danni and Big Mike.

"Hardly seems fair to call her a 'Mistress' now, does it?" Big Mike said to Danni.

Danni smiled cruelly and said, "No, seems like she might have to adopt a different title. You know, 'Slave Colton' has a nice ring to it."

Big Mike looked at the nude woman and said, "Yes...Yes it does."

He stepped closer to 'Slave Colton', turning his massive and powerful body until he was facing Slave Colton and sideways to the bound Danni.

Danni eagerly watched the big man move with a powerful grace. His thick thighs and tight buttocks enhancing the huge erection that bobbed up and down obscenely in front of him as he moved.

"Big Mike earned his moniker because of his huge dick." Danni suddenly realized.

His erection was at least a foot long and thick! The veins and ridges stood out in bold relief as he deliberately flexed it and made it jump up and down, seemingly of its own volition. A small amount of ejaculate leaked from it as he stood there flexing.

Both women gasped at the sight.

Grabbing now 'Slave Colton' by the hair with both hands; Big Mike forced her to her knees and she didn't need a set of directions to figure the next part out.

Slave Colton had a thing for hot women and big men and tonight she was going to get both!

Eagerly she took as much of Big Mike's dick into her mouth as she could manage.

He withdrew it nearly all the way out before deliberately reinserting it.

Danni felt her swollen and wet mons become even more so at the sight. She sighed involuntarily, knowing that her turn was coming. She could hardly wait!

Big Mike face fucked Slave Colton and she, in turn, tried as hard as she could to pleasure the big man's dick with lips and tongue.

When Slave Colton finally moaned in pleasure; Big Mike stopped and stepped back.

"It's time for the next step." He said enigmatically.

When he was done, Danni was now tied to the folding chair. Her wrists were tied behind the back rest and her ankles were secure to the legs of the chair. An electric wand was taped to the seat of the chair, its head touching Danni's clit. It was not on.

Now, tied spread-eagled where Danni had been, was Slave Colton. The only difference was that she was now ball gagged.

Beside her, where Danni could clearly see him; stood Big Mike. His gigantic erection stood at half mast but was still the biggest dong that Danni had ever seen (or that Slave Colton had ever felt).

He had picked up the belt and was preparing to give Slave Colton a whipping.

He was thoughtful enough to step over to Danni and turn on the wand. It buzzed to life and powerful vibrations shot through Danni. She was sure she'd come very soon. 




On The Farm with Danni



Then Big Mike spoke...

"If you come without permission...I'll be displeased!" He said to Danni quietly.

Big Mike reared back his hand and let fly once. The belt slapped wetly into Slave Colton's bare butt. She gasped and flinched. 

Danni also gasped but it was in pleasure. The powerful wand was working its terrible magic upon her. It took considerable willpower not to come right then.

The big man began to beat Slave Colton quickly and ruthlessly. Danni could not but help get carried away by the cruelty and rising passion of it all.

Big Mike lashed Slave Colton yet again and she shrieked in passion and pain around the ball gag as the big man finally brought her to her limit.

Danni could feel her own climax all but there when the big man stepped over and squatted down before speaking.

She looked at him and he said, "Come Now!"

She did...Yelling and groaning. She came for what seemed like an eternity. When she was done, Big Mike watched her pull and struggle as she tried to get away from the now invasive head of the vibrating wand.

Finally and in desperation, in a timid voice she said, "Yellow."

He smiled and turned off the wand.

Then he looked down at the bound Danni and said, "So I understand you like women?"

Danni looked at him carefully before she asked, "What do you have in mind?"

He just smiled and reached down to untie her.

Chapter Four - Activation

When he had untied her, Big Mike spoke quietly, "It hardly seems fair, Slave Colton has been teased and tormented but she has not come."

Danni nodded in agreement but said nothing. She had the feeling the big man had a plan in mind.

"I want you to hold the wand where it will do the most good." Big Mike said calmly, "I'm going to administer another whipping."

He paused for dramatic effect, "But Slave Colton will not be allowed to come."

He smiled then and said to both women, "If Slave Colton comes without permission; I'll tie Danni so that she is facing and touching Slave Colton's front. I'll alternately whip Danni and use the wand on Slave Colton."

Danni's jaw dropped and she looked at the big man in surprise.

"But...But she is so close to coming right now. You know that I will end up tied nearly right away. Why wait, why not just tie me to her right now?" Danni asked reasonably.

She wasn't mad but she did want to have an idea where this was all going.

Big Mike smiled and said, "Of course she'll come right away! I'm counting on it! But you are not to remove the wand from her bare cunt until I tell you."

Danni smiled then, a cruel smile and looked at her former mistress before saying, "I understand, Mr. Thorson."

Slave Colton's breath began to come in great gasps around her ball gag as she looked fearfully from one to the other.

She tried to tell them that she was too sensitive for such rough treatment.

She tried to tell them that she was a mistress!

She tried to tell them that being a slave was only 'a one-time-thing'.

She tried and they ignored her feeble attempts.

As Danni held the wand against her bare cunt and the big man whipped her naked posterior, Slave Colton came.

She did try to resist it but that resistance had been like snow on a hot summer day. It melted quickly.

The big man removed her gag and said, "If you have something to say; now is the time."

When she didn't answer fast enough, Danni continued to apply the wand to her former mistress's bare cunt while the big man whipped Slave Colton.

It took little effort to get her to start shrieking.

It was the big man who spoke next, "Will you obey your new master and mistress?"

Slave Colton gasped at the implications. This wasn't what she had planned yet it felt so good! In her heart of hearts, she knew.

They made Slave Colton beg to be a slave with the belt and the wand. 

Now, only one thing remained.

The big man dropped his belt and turned to Danni.

She placed the wand back on the folding chair and turned to face her new Dom.

"I understand that you have a fear of being possessed." Big Mike spoke calmly.

Danni, her passions heated again considerably said, "Most people I have met are threatened by me outside the bedroom."

Big Mike laughed and said, "I'm not most people and neither is this one, although, she does have a secret passion to be a slave."

He nodded his head toward Slave Colton.

Danni looked at the woman who blushed.

Danni looked at the big man and said, "I will gladly allow myself to be possessed by you provided that two things are done."

Big Mike, his erection now rising at what he knew was coming waited for his new sub to speak.

"I want to feel her tongue on my twat while you whip her." She said lasciviously, "And then I want to feel your big dick, big man!" 

Big Mike smiled and said, "I can arrange that but first I have something for you to lick!"

Danni smiled knowingly and dropped to her knees. She took his gigantic and now throbbing hard-on in her mouth. She eagerly sucked his hard dick. Her lips feeling every ridge and vein as it travelled in and out of her mouth.

She needed to suck him and suddenly that need was a fierce need. She sucked, wagging her head from side to side. She sucked his cock as though there would be no other time. And suddenly, she came while she sucked him!

She had never experienced anything like it and could not have explained it to anyone. But she knew what a climax felt like and that was definitely what she had just experienced.

After she had come, it was a simple matter to arrange for Danni's needs to be met. Between the two of them, they tied Slave Colton face down and spread-eagled on the floor. 

There, while Big Mike whipped the former mistress, Slave Colton used her lips and tongue on Danni's twat.

Danni was not at all hesitant in telling her former mistress what to do.

When Danni came on Slave Colton's face, it was as loud and satisfying as any she had ever experienced.

Then Big Mike took her doggie style and she came repeatedly. His big dick slowly pulled out only to slam back in. She groaned and cried, and every once in a while, she'd look at her former mistress, bound nude and face down on the barn floor. 

Danni came again as she imagined Big Mike fucking her up the ass while she fucked Slave Colton up the ass with a strap-on.

At one point she passed out from pleasure.

When she came to, she was lying spread-eagled on a bed in one of the stalls in the barn. She was immobilized and more than a little puzzled.

Both Big Mike and once-again Mistress Colton stood dressed and smiling in front of her.

"I expect you want to know what is going on." Big Mike said, "Well, it works this way. I didn't know who you were but now that I have found out, I have decided to keep you...After hours, of course."

Mistress Colton smiled a superior smile and joined in, "Now that you have agreed to be possessed by my master, we have decided upon a double ring ceremony for you."

Mistress Colton added, "We have played it straight with you right from the beginning. You are just so hot that we have decided to make you an offer that we have never made before. If you refuse, that is fine too."

They stepped back and a very tattooed and pierced woman with short blond hair stepped forward.

"Do you freely agree to submit to these two people when not at work?" She asked the bound and nude woman.

She looked at them and said, "You understand that I can only 'play' sometimes."

The three smiled and Big Mike said. Yes, we get that."

"Then I'd have to say that I do freely give myself to you two." Danni said, "I'm definitely up for a double ring ceremony."

They all smiled as the piercer reached for her breasts.