Unfaithful wife meets the 'farmer'. This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next posting. If you are under age or immature forget the following. ETC then go on to the next posting.
You have been warned!!! As she turn in to the lot and circle looking for me, I picked her out immediately. So as to not appear anxious I waited with my stogie gripped firmly in my gleaming teeth. She seemed lost but finally sensed the animal magnetism of my aura and came hesitantly to a stop beside my bench. She parked and got out of her family sized auto. As she exited the vehicle she tried to straighten the wrinkles of her dress. Trying no doubt to give a good impression of her self.
Not bad I felt. Ah well as for the rest Looking right in her eyes I walked swiftly right up to where I could stair down into her wide opened eyes. It all ways pays to invade, their personal space, right away and get rid of the small stuff first thing! Grabbing her hair in my right hand, I twisted her face to a position below mine. Then stepped tightly against her soft body, and looking deeply into her eyes I could sense her fear.
I could also smell the sexual excitement emanating from her. I said, "Your Late Bitch! I don't like that I don't tolerate excuses. A look of fear crossed her face, but then resignation showed as I continued to confidently probed her mouth with my tongue.
She loosen up and I let my hand have free rein all over her back and plump ass. After all this meeting and the promise of illicit sex was ok with her Wasn't it or else she wouldn't be here now.
Stopping my probing of her body I turned and left her standing there breathless beside her car. Reaching into the car I took her keys. Turning back to her then I dragged her by the hair to the rear of her car. Without a word I opened the trunk and with another lip lock, I forced her back and then down into the confined space. Now she looked up and appeared to be soo scared seated there.
As I slammed the lid and I ordered, "I want a nice little nude fuck bunny when I open this again or I'm gonna take my belt to your ass.
Being careful I back tracked a few times to be sure she was thoroughly lost before I went to the quiet place I had scouted out before for the next part of our little affaire. Finally I pulled up in the middle of the muddy field and stopped the car.
Pausing on the hood of the car I finished my cigar. Then I went to the rear and opened the trunk. She was laying there, scared and in that fetal curve that they all adopt when scared out of their minds. She hadn't obeyed my orders. Grabbing her hair I dragged her out of the cramped space and flung her into the mess of the two tire tracks.
As I had warned her, I removed my belt and advanced upon the frightened cowering woman. I stepped on her ass and swung the belt again.
This time her caught her firm round left ass cheek.. From the sound it made good solid contact Or I can just keep doing this all day Her face tear streaked.
But she had the got the message. Slowly she got to knees, removed her dress, bra, and then after a frown from me, the little lace panties she had on. She looked up and held her things in front of her treasurers to 'hide' them?? I reached out and grabbed her precious belongings. Then I removed the one shoe she had left. I policed up the other one and flung um in the trunk and slammed it shut. Stand up and don't try any of that shy virgin shit with me.
But soon, standing there in the wide open field she began to crouch over and close up her legs to 'hide' her treasurers. Slapp Slapping my belt on my leg I demanded. What did I tell you about that modest crap. You want more or this? Quickly she straightened up and stood at attention before me. Put your hands behind your head. And spread those bonny legs WIDE! She looked like she would be sick but she did it. Smiling at my result, I approached and began running both of my hands over her soft round curves and smooth white skin.
She shuttered in fear but one squint of my eyes held her in position. I grabbed the soft curly badge of femininity a decent woman usually treasures, twisted it and remarked, "This shit goes!
Whores, like you, don't get to wear things like this! You're ass belong to me now While she was sniveling, I took the cuffs out of my back pocket, and captured her right hand. Quickly I lowered it and before she knew what was happening, and attached the other cuff to her left ankle I drove her car to my home and parked it in the back of my barn.
Then I took the 18 speed to the car park and retrieved my own convertible. When back at home, and got out my red truck, and mounted the wood horse, securely in the truck bed She would love to ride my nice horsie! All my new bitches did! The base of the 'horsie' is made of stout 2 x 4's and when its locked in the truck bed it is very secure A top the horizontal 'horsie's' wooden member is a nice vertical metal 1 by 3 angle iron, that seems to just fit so nicely in a naked bitche's crotch.
When all was secure, me lady's ride was ready. So I set forth to retrieve her for her monumental 'ride into slavery'. As I approached the vast open field, with her nude body, I could easily see she had tried to 'run' away Not nice at all! For that I'd just naturally have to tan her little already reddening ass as for her..
As I drove up she saw the red truck and felt she was saved! That is, till I got out of the cab and came around the front of the hood into plain sight. How far, can a naked bitch get, chained right hand to left foot. You will agree, I'm sure this is no way to travel quickly. Especially a pampered city woman who is NUDE! With out a word, I lifted my big boot and lazily pushed her chained nudity down into the muddy plowed field.
Well to please a lady I'll do many things, so I took off my big leather belt and admonished her as I stroked her where ever I saw an opening Don't need your money! I do this for fun! We are having fun.. That little, stick out, pouting of the lip, yea, she had it down pat! But I didn't buy into it. I just nudged her deeper into the mud and this time I made sure to get her hair deep into the sticky red muck!
Nothing gets um in the proper frame of mind quicker than when their is mud caking their precious hair! Casually I stepped on her head, assuring that she was totally filthy. Or should I pack her little cunt solid before I take her home to her nice little sty? You know they are really serious when they lookup from under their caked hair struggling to see through the sticky mess on their cheeks.
Careful to not get mud on myself I released her left ankle from the metal cuff. Stepping back from the mess I and let her uncoil from her enforced position and 'rest up' for a moment.