We have been caring for our friend’s small farm for the week. Yesterday, we played in the barn, where I showed you how to use the ropes and pulleys. You enjoyed when I secured you and pleasured you. You enjoyed that feeling of loss of control as I used you and gave you an orgasm.
This morning, after we finished our chores, you called me into the barn again. As I enter, I see you uncoiling ropes and setting up the pulleys.
“Babe, Would you like to see if I remember what you showed me?” you ask.
I smile, walk up, and kiss you. “Do you think you can do it?” I respond.
“The weather is nice, our chores are done, and we have another day until they return. I think if I don’t try, I won’t have another chance.”
I nod and smile as I quickly look over the ropes you have laid out. “Okay. What is the first thing you want to do to me?” I ask in a tone like an instructor.
You think for a second.
“Take off all of your clothing. I don’t want to have to cut anything off.”
I look at the open barn door and stall window. “Are you sure you want to leave them open?” I ask, still smiling.
You look around. “Yeah, the wind is light and we aren’t expecting anyone, so let’s do this with natural light.”
I nod and get undressed. “Sounds good to me.”
Once I am naked, you walk over with a bunch of bandanas in your hand. “We place these against your skin to keep you from getting rope burns.” You say as if reciting steps to a task.
I nod and hold out my wrists. You wrap the cotton bandanas around each wrist and each ankle. “Now what?” I ask.
You move me to the center of the stall and start with the overhead lines. Connecting the right one first and then the left. “Now I need to pull with a steady motion and secure the line.” You say as you do the left rope, secure it, and then do the right. “A steady and smooth motion.” You say pulling the right.
“Good. Now what?” I ask.
You walk over, and tie around each ankle. You look up at my hardening dick. “So you like the idea of being tied up, and exposed, where anyone can see?” you comment.
“Maybe I am just an exhibitionist at heart?”
Before you respond, you pull the right rope, “Smooth and steady.” Secure it, and then the left one. You walk up behind me and whisper in my ear. “How does it feel? Do you trust me?”
“I always trust you my love.” I say.
“Good.” Then you cover my eyes with a bandana.
“I want you to stay like that for a moment. Hanging there. So anyone can see and anyone could do what they want to you.” You whisper then kiss my cheek.
I remember how I teased you and think “Fair is fair”.
You remembered the box of ‘toys’ you found in the barn. I hear the sound of the plastic tub being opened. Inside is a riding crop, a paddle, and a small whip. You lay each item on the lid and use it like a tray to carry them over. Setting it down on the floor behind me, you look up at my ass. You wonder how sexy it would be to use a dildo on me as I am helpless.
“Stay right there. I will be back.” You whisper in my ear.
“What? Really? I was just joking. You can let me go now.” I respond with a sense of nervousness in my voice.
“I wouldn’t yell if I was you. You might attract someone’s attention, and you look so sexy like that. All vulnerable and ready to be used.” You say in a seductive tone. Even though I have a nervous sound in my voice, you notice that my cock is fully hard.
You go inside the house, go upstairs and grab a bottle of lube, a towel, and one of your dildos. A smaller one but one that is very lifelike. It is smaller than me, and perfect for using in your ass when you want to every hole filled, so the perfect thing to tease and fuck my ass.
When you return to the barn, you see me still there. Not quite as hard as I was but still unable to do anything but wait. You walk up behind me again. “Do you trust me?” you whisper in a seductive purr.
“What?” the nervous tone still in my voice.
“Do You Trust Me?” You ask again, a little louder and stressing each word.
“Of course, why wouldn’t I?” I respond with a bit of a quiver in my voice still.
You take the riding crop and slowly rub up and down my ass. “I don’t think you do.” You say in a sing song tone. You walk to my front, still rubbing the firm crop against my skin. “I think I should punish you for lying to me.” You say in an almost childish voice.
“I’m not lying. You have all the power. I trust you fully.” I say a little more confidently.
“I do have all the power.” You say with a wicked smile. “Have I ever told you how sexy I find your body? Your manly muscles, hard cock, and tight ass?”
“Not really.” I say.
“And you have a talented mouth too. I want you to use it.”
“How?” I ask
You smack my ass with the riding crop. “You said I have the power. No questions. You only answer when I ask you a question.” You smack my ass again. “Do you understand?”
“Yes my love.” I say. With my eyes blindfolded I don’t really know what you are preparing to do.
You hold the tip of dildo to my lips. “I want you to show me how well you use your mouth. Open it and suck this.”
“What?” I ask in a surprised tone.
You use the crop on my ass again. “I didn’t ask you a question. Do as I command.”
Placing the tip into my mouth you, work it in and out. We hadn’t played like this before so you are careful not to push it in too deep.
You watch as my mouth sucks and licks your faux prick. Not as good as you do, but not too bad for a straight man. As I suck and lick, you see that my cock is hard again. “I’m surprised to see that you are enjoying that more than I thought. Good Boy.”
With is still in my mouth, you set down the crop and take the bottle of lube, dripping some in my ass crack.
“Wha?” I try to ask with the dildo still in my mouth.
You smack my ass cheek with your bare hand. “No speaking.” Slowly you rub the lube over my cheeks, the bright pink hand-print standing out from the smaller marks from the riding crop. You like the feeling of the firm muscles of my ass.
The feel of my glutes has you tingling too. The week of farm work has done good for both of us as far as exercise.
After slowly rubbing the lube across my cheeks, you add more and move up and down along my crack. I softly moan around the dildo in my mouth. That sound turns you on a bit.
“You like that do you?” then you rub some lube on my hard cock. Lightly stroking the lube along my hard shaft, you whisper in my ear, “You really are enjoying this. You are so hard. Are you ready to cum for me?”
I nod. You pull the dildo from my mouth and add lube to it. “Mmmmm now this is good and slick. Just like I like it.” Your own pussy is damp.
You slowly move it up and down my ass crack, and almost wish you were using on yourself. You continue very lightly stroking my wet cock as my balls are tight and I twitch in anticipation.
“Tell me how much you want to cum.” You whisper in your sexiest tone.
The fear has left my voice. It has been replaced with desire and need. “I want to cum for you. My jizz is all yours.” I say.
“Yes it is.” You say and work the head of your dildo into my tight hole. “Be a good boy and relax. Don’t cum too quickly for me or I might have to paddle you.”
I exhale and try to relax. It is difficult with my arms and ankles secured, but I take some shallow breaths as you slowly twist and thrust your toy into me.
My cock is so hard in your other hand.
“I always heard that a guy will shoot harder and farther when he gets fucked in the ass. Or is that just a fairy tale told by gay guys to straight women to make us jealous?” You say in a playful tone as you continue working your dildo in and out, going deeper each thrust.
“Oh, God…., I want to…… cum inside you…… so badly.” I say panting a bit.
Your other hand more forcefully grips my cock and you stroke it faster. It is slick with pre-cum and lube. You lick your lips seductively, wanting it for yourself. “Mmmmm It is tempting to take you in my mouth,” you purr, “but I want to see how you far you shoot.”
With that you push the dildo all the way in as you stroke my cock faster. I pulse in your hand and I clench my ass.
“Oh God!” I say more loudly than you expect. My semen shoots out and onto the barn floor. Thick, long, ropes of it.
“Damn, my love. I think you came harder than you planned.” You comment as you wipe your hand on my chest, and pull the dildo from my ass, setting it down on the tray lid.
You then untie my wrists and ankles, and hand me the towel. “I thought you might need that to clean up, afterwards.”
“Thanks. I’m glad you didn’t use one of your larger toys on me. I don’t think my ass is ready for it.” I comment as I get dressed.
“Is that a challenge, my love? I am happy to tie you up and do more of this later on.” You say, putting the items back in the box, and wrapping the dildo in the towel, so you can wash it in the house.
Now that I am dressed, I coil the ropes and put them away. “No challenge. Just an observation, Dear. Maybe if you want to play with my ass more, we do it in our bedroom, first.”
You walk over and kiss me. “Deal. The thought of doing this again has me wet. Let’s go inside and you can see how much I enjoyed this too.”
“Okay. Give me a second to wipe up my splooge. I would hate to have to explain that stain on the floor when they return.”
“Good idea, see you inside.” You say walking away.
“Though I wonder if they have used it like we have? Who and how often?” you ask yourself with a sly grin.
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