"Green Acres: Lou and Leigh" (A 1x1 from "Behind Bars")

[LP1957]

Lou hung and swayed mercilessly as Leigh watched him to her own pleasure and amusement. "Why should I bless you with more, Lou?" she asked reading in his eyes that he did want her to continue his punishment and degradation.

As he rotated to the point he faced her she got a wicked smirk on her face when she saw the state of his straining cock. It was throbbing and had not been touched in the least. "Tell me the last, sinful thought you had while fucking that sweet, loving, beautiful Lassy who thinks so much of you, Lou" His eyes grew wide as his minor confession was to be expanded upon.

"... tell me in detail ... tell me it all ... or I won't give you your punishment." She had given him an ultimatum. He had been thinking of just this scenario in his mind the past 2 1/2 years since he killed his wife. Feeling the guilt of that, coupled with his penchant for the types of porn he had become addicted to and watched or read about daily, he felt he needed this to continue.

"I was thinking.....while she sat on my lap...just after you....after you left my office yesterday afternoon." Lou was sweating and swaying, trying to see into Leigh's eyes as he confessed to her. "I was thinking of you....well just of a Dominant woman behind me....with a paddle, or crop or....well she was using it on me and I was thinking with each swat that was when Molly lowered herself onto my penis."

He was sweating now and his cock seemed to have swollen to even a harder and larger state than before. Maybe ever before. She was circling him menacingly as he told her what she wanted to hear. As he told her his truth about the girl he was falling in love with but had as yet not been able to be intimate with her without an outside stimulus.

THWACK! The leather painted a copy over the same mark he already wore. "ARRRRGH!" he again jumped and caused his body to spin in its limited orbit.

"Apologize to her, Lou. Tell Molly how you've wronged her. Tell her in detail ... the dirty, nasty, betraying thoughts you had while shoving that disgusting piece of meat in and out of her innocent, sweet body." Was she serious? Could she really mean that he would need to let Molly know his secret? Could he do that? Would he betray what he felt and needed to her? He could always call an end to this and forget it ever happened, once she released him.

As he contemplated his options he had little time to think before SWACK!! This blow harder and across his ass causing an almost sideways X across his ass cheeks. The single blow equal to the first to in its sting and marking.

Lou could feel his balls tighten up. He could feel an imminent orgasm building in his loins. Leigh could feel it as much as a wicked grin crossed her face seeing him in this predicament. The embarrassment alone of this situation had Lou ready to explode untouched other than the 3 lashes he had received.

Thoughts of his reputation crossed his mind. He was just becoming the man he thought he should and could be. No longer was he referred to by his prison nickname of 'Cherry'. At least not to his face or in public. No more were the men taking bets on who would be the first one up his virgin asshole. These thoughts were not helping and he began to moan in a slow desperate tone. "nnnnnnNNNnnnnn."

Then just as he thought he had reached his limit, the strap came down once last time. Only this time it hit lower. By chance, or by design the split tips at its end wrapped around and landed directly on his ballsac. Lou let out a YELP as his cock exploded. Sending the first spurt halfway to where they were standing earlier.

A second and third volley landing a good two feet away. The last two falling inches from Leigh's feet as she stood and admired her work. He was still moaning in pain and pleasure as his cock leaked out its remaining cum.

Leigh couldn't help but think that Lou had just added his seed to the storehouse's inventory. So this meeting really did have meaning she almost giggled. Lou's head lowered and he began to feel the remorse of the situation. It was all well and good when he was horny and willing to endure what was wanted. Now he would have to face reality.

 

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"I was thinking ... while she sat on my lap..." Lou began his confession.

Leigh wasn't surprised at what Lou told her. They wouldn't be here this day if she hadn't known what was in the man's head. "I was thinking of you....well just of a Dominant woman behind me....with a paddle, or crop or....well she was using it on me and I was thinking with each swat that was when Molly lowered herself onto my penis."

"Good, good, Lou, tell me more ... get it out ... confess how you wronged that poor, little girl..."

Whack!

Of course, Leigh hadn't at all meant that she wanted Lou to confess to Molly. She'd wanted him to plead his case figuratively here and now, while she continued his punishment. But that wasn't going to happen today: the tip of his cock leaped upwards a full inch, sending ropes of his cum out through the crisp, cool air of the Storage Barn.

Leigh was actually quite surprised at the reaction from Lou's body. Only half the time in the past had her patrons actually cum simply from the punishment itself, with the rest needing some sort of actually physical treatment to their cock.

She was very pleased with herself ... and with Lou.

He slumped noticeably as the euphoria of climax surged through him. Leigh casually lowered the device to allow Lou to put the soles of his feet on the concrete, but she didn't immediately loose him from his bindings. She moved up close to him, studying him, grasping a handful of his hair with one hand to lift his head and look into his eyes while her other hand grasped his cock very tightly and pulled on it, extracting into her palm and fingers the cum that still remained within.

"We are not finished, Mister Banker Man," Leigh growled, somehow both disciplinarian and seductress at the same time. She clarified, "You're not done here. You have not yet confessed to all your sins. I see it in your eyes..."

And lifting her cum-soiled palm to her mouth, she extended an almost impossibly long tongue and in a slow and very graphic gesture, licked his seed from her skin and swallowed, finishing, "I taste it in your cum."

She backed away, turned, and lowered the carriage stretcher's rope until Lou collapsed to the concrete floor. She only took one wrist out of its leather restraint, though, leaving the other for him to deal with himself as she put her clothes back in place.

Then, returning to stand over him and pulling his head back to look into his eyes again, Leigh growled at him, "We will be back here again soon ... I feel it."

She said nothing of her personal reason for bringing him here today, which had been to convince him to give her the necessary funds to lure more people to the farm with the chips they needed to truly become part of the New Society's economy. Leigh knew Lou would see it got done -- even if that had to be done behind Charlie's back -- because he'd enjoyed this and would want to enjoy it again soon.

She didn't know if Lou had anything to say to her. If he did, she would listen. But she was ready to leave. She was done, and the only thing left to be accomplished here today was for Lou to think about his session and what he'd gained from it.

 

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Lou's cum shot from his cock as he was seemingly fucking the air before him. Each thrust lifting his feet from the ground as he tried to push his cock somewhere that made sense. After he had emptied his balls his knees buckled and he let out a whimper as his arms stretched even further to hold him.

Leigh quickly lowered his feet to the ground, but it still took him a moment to regain his strength and balance to remain upright on his sore ankles and legs. Filled with remorse now his eyes stared to the ground. To the small puddles of his seed on the floor.

She grasped his hair firmly and pulled his eyes up to hers. Her other hand grasped his still semi-firm cock almost violently squeezing out what cum remained in his urethra, creating a small pool of his goo in her hand. "We are not finished, Mister Banker Man," she stated in a voice that clearly showed she was in charge. Lou's eyes grew wide as he was both scared and excited that she might feed it to him.

She reiterated that he would indeed be back. Would indeed resume the position he was now in. He would confess the remainder of his sins and indiscretions to her. She pushed out her tongue, one of porn star length and proceeded to lick the contents from her palm. "I taste it in your cum." This made Lou shiver and his cock jump and harden again. This grew an amused smile from Leigh as she lowered him to the ground and released one of his arms.

Lou collapsed in a comatose state on the floor as Leigh quickly dressed herself. Then standing over him, "We will be back here again soon ... I feel it." She let out a little chortle and headed for the door. Try as he could to respond to her, Lou remained speechless and motionless on the barn's floor.

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Twenty minutes later Lou had recovered enough to release his other arm, collect his clothes and dress. Almost two hours from the time he had left his office for what he told Molly should be a 20-30 minute meeting at the most.

Lou limped in on his sore ankles and Molly took quick notice. "I'm fine." he told her. "I just decided to exercise while I was out. I am getting a little out of shape." He told her as he patted his beer belly.

"You can probably leave early. I'm going to stay and get caught up for taking time off." He found he couldn't look her in the eyes. He certainly couldn't remove his pants in front of her for another day or two.

She took the hint that he wanted to be alone and packed up her things. She did have some things she wanted to get accomplished but with the long hours they were putting in (both working and now fucking) she never seemed to have the time. She did stop to give him a kiss just before departing.

He reached to hug her and let out a moan. "Sore arms, I might have overdone the exercising. I will have to get into a better routine with it." The thought of a routine with Leigh made his sore cock twitch in his pants.

As she was just heading out the door Lou attempted to sit in his chair, jumping when his painted ass hit the seat. "ARRRGGGHH Fuck." he let out, garnering another look of concern and wonder from his desired girlfriend.

 

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Over the past hour and a half, Molly had called around on the radio half a dozen times looking for her boss but to no avail. No one had seen him; no one had any idea where to find him. She had concluded the obvious: he was home fucking Chloe.

When he returned, he looked horrible. He claimed he'd been at the gym working out, promising her, "I'm fine.

Lou gave Molly the rest of the afternoon off, and while she would have loved to partake of another session of afternoon delight, she accepted the the break, kissed him, and split.

She was barely down the hallway when she heard Lou call out, "ARRRGGGHH Fuck."

She almost turned back to check on him, but -- giggling -- she instead continued onward, thinking to herself an old, discredited phrase from her athletic mother's days, No pain, no gain.

Still, Molly felt sorry for the man, thinking that his reason for suddenly turning to exercise was to keep up with Chloe and herself in bed. They'd been regularly exhausting him with their antics in the office or his cabin. Was he concerned that he might not be able to keep up with them much longer?

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When he got home, Chloe met Lou at the door, taking him into her arms and helping him to an old recliner they'd bought out of the A-Wing Mercantile. "My poor baby. Molly told me you spent the afternoon at the gym. Now, you just sit there, and I'll get you a drink and draw a bath and you can just rest tonight without expectations from me."

Chloe had become used to having her pussy eaten out most nights -- and even some mornings -- by her live-in Sugar Daddy. But she was working for Maria, too, so those times when she wasn't burning up with desire, she was perfectly fine with having a night off from sex with Lou.

The bathtub was a new addition to the little cabin. It was a clawfoot that had been removed from an old mid-20th century home a few miles from the prison by a pair of men for whom Chloe had provided her professional services. She brought Lou his drink, saw he was still in pain as he sat there -- on his whipped bum, unknown to her -- and chatted with him about his day.

Finally, she offered a hand, telling Lou, "C'mon, baby. Let's get you out of those clothes and into a hot bath."

Would he be willing to risk her seeing his swatted butt cheeks?

 

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Lou felt he had dodged a bullet as Molly walked out the door. Only to sit on his whipped ass and let out a loud yelp he knew she would hear. Would she put 2 and 2 together from his meeting with Leigh. Had she by chance heard their quiet conversations of punishment from her desk.

He went into the privet restroom the two of them shared at the office and lowered his pants. Cringing when he had to raise up on his tiptoes to get a good look at it in the mirror. From the pain and coloring of his cheeks and balls he felt he would need to keep his pants on around her at least one more day if not two. He found a tube of hand lotion Molly left by the sink and rubbed a good amount into his reddened cheeks. Breathing in through his teeth and shuddering with each touch.

One bullet dodged, for now. But this was a two shot cannon and there was still Chloe who would be waiting for him at home. Should he start a fight with her to feign not wanting sex? Should he just tell her he had fucked Molly and was too tired? Should he come clean to the hooker who more than likely had performed similar acts on her clients in the past, or present even?

He spent half of the next 4 hours doing his books standing up. When his feet got too sore he did his best to make progress while laying face down on the floor. This just caused the aches in his upper arms to accentuate. It was a no win. The pains all did have a sobering effect. Where, whenever he was in the office alone, he would dial up his cuckold and Femdom porn he found no need for that now as his aches and pains did more than satisfy that urge.

Giving up he decided to make his way home, hoping Chloe had taken one of her rare night jobs. She tended to charge over twice her normal fee (which was still the highest of Maria's girls) when she did her dirty deeds after the sun went down. No such luck, as Lou turned the corner she stood in the doorway.

"My poor baby. Molly told me you spent the afternoon at the gym. Now, you just sit there, and I'll get you a drink and draw a bath and you can just rest tonight without expectations from me." Molly? Was she here earlier? Where the two of them seeing each other behind his back? They did have that night of exquisite sex as he was tied to the chair watching. Were they getting together for more of the same without his knowledge?

He attempted to sit in the recliner but the pain on his bottom caused him to flinch. He quickly rolled his back up so as to relieve the pressure and then stood back up. "You saw Molly? I umm... yes I am sore. But I've... I've been sitting all day. I think I will just stretch out some. That should help relieve the stiffness." He was doing his best to defer the part where he would sit or loose his pants. "The drink does sound good though, could you make it a double please." Not much of a drinker especially on work nights might have caught her off guard.

"I think I will just opt for a shower later. Save the bath for when I can get in with you in a couple days. Please why don't you go over to the bar or visit a friend. I'm just going to stretch our, take a shower and call it a night." What he really would have liked would be to lay on his stomach as she described just how her two John's had used her to incur the debt of the bathtub. Of course that would lead to his cock raising and her seeing him naked and marked.

Lou went outside and did stretch out some. It did help his arms and legs but only caused more pain on his backside as his pants rubbed with each stretch. He heard the front door close and figured Chloe had indeed gone out for the evening. He made his way back inside and into a warm shower.

The hot water seemed to sooth the sting some as he just let it cascade over his body. Five minutes later he heard a noise and quickly turned his body so his face was to the clear shower door. He pushed it open just as the door to the bath was closing shut. Had she seen his ass through the steamy room and door? Was it Chloe? Had someone else entered their cabin once she went out?

Lou quickly dried off as best he could, found the loosest set of prison garments he had available and crawled into bed. Face down of course and with no weight of covers on his tender butt. He was fast asleep with thoughts of Molly his love interest, of Chloe spreading her legs for other men and telling him about it, and of Leigh yielding her strap and holding her domain over him.

 

[CutiePie1997]

"Can I speak to you for a moment?"

Molly had been chatting with some of the girls at the D-Wing Bar when Chloe stepped up with her question. The expression on the face of Lou's assistant went from jubilant to worried in an instant: despite the two of them regularly having sex with the same man and -- now on two occasions -- having had sex with Lou as a threesome, Chloe and Molly didn't ... socialize in front of the others.

"Of course," the redhead responded, excusing herself and following the brunette out into the main passageway of the Commons. "If you're looking for Lou--"

She didn't get any farther as Chloe's strong hand slapped her across the cheek, sending the sound down the concrete and steel passage and back in a loud echo. Molly's eyes opened wide in a combination of shock and fear as she reached up to the pain-wracked skin.

"What the fuck did you do to Lou?" Chloe growled before Molly could ask what the fuck was going on. "I saw his ass![/i]"

Molly declared her ignorance, and the two argued back and forth a full minute before silence finally reigned over the confrontation. The redhead denied any part of the damage to Lou's ass, and Chloe's ability to suss out liars left her believing the girl.

"Well, well," Chloe said, stepping up closer to Molly and -- moving slowly -- inspected the red finger marks she'd left. "I think out lover has a new lover."

"Leigh," Molly said without hesitation. She explained seeing the Farm Supervisor in Lou's office two days straight, adding, "The second time, she was wearing this slutty farmer's daughter thingy with her tits almost falling out of a tube top. They're doing it. They're fucking."

Chloe apologized for slapping the other woman, then -- moving intimately closer -- asked, "Is there anything I can do to make up for it?"

Molly blushed: she'd really enjoyed having Chloe's mouth on her pussy ... twice. But, she told her, "Not right now."

They separated a bit at the sound of boots nearing, and after they were alone again, Molly asked, "So ... what do we do about this?"

"Nothing," Chloe said instantly. Molly looked surprised, to which Chloe explained that she knew of Lou's interest in such things as she was sure he and Leigh were engaging. "Oh, he hasn't asked me to do anything like that with him, but ... we've chatted about it enough that I know he has a fetish. No, not a fetish. A simple need."

They talked about it some more, ultimately deciding to keep it between themselves until and unless it became an issue. Molly headed back into the bar to rejoin the girls, though, now she was a bit quieter as she sometimes found herself staring at Leigh, who was sitting in a corner, sometimes looking and smiling back at her, too.

Chloe headed off to give Hairy Harvey his weekly service a day early, then -- after some mouth wash and teeth brushing -- headed home again. She found Lou asleep in their bed, dressed in warm clothes with the bedding over his legs below his ass. She thought about what she'd said to Molly about letting it go for now ... then, feeling betrayed by Lou's lack of a heads up over taking another lover, laid down beside him naked, pulled the covers up over both of them ... and reach a hand out to pat his lovingly on the ass.

After his reaction and after offering her apology -- "Sorry, I forgot, you're sore" -- she snuggled up beside Lou and whispered, "Night, night, baby."

 

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Lou didn't hear Chloe arrive home. He was fast asleep in a deep slumber with visions of all the naughty goings on in his life. His dick was hard with his dreams, pressed between his body and the firm mattress.

He didn't feel her lay down beside him in the dark room. Oblivious to his live in lover moving her naked body up beside him in their bed. He hardly even moved when she pulled the covers up and over his thrashed bottom.

He did feel, jump, and cry out when she gave a firm love pat to his whipped ass. "Sorry, I forgot, you're sore." Lou woke right up, the burning he had under control moments ago now stinging almost as much as when Leigh had laid the strap across his cheeks and balls.

"Night, night, baby." she told him as she cuddled up and fell asleep soon and deep with a smile on her own face. Lou didn't sleep again that night. His pleasant dreams turned to concerns of the three ladies now in his life. Of worries that the community would again see him as a sexual deviant to the norm. (as if there could be a normal sexual dynamic in a prison or for that matter in the small closed community they now were.)

Lou tossed and turned and each time he tried to remove the covers, Chloe sub-consciously, as far as he could tell, pulled them back up almost tucking them both in under them and brushing his pained buttocks.

 

[CutiePie1997]

In contrast to her live-in lover, Chloe slept very well. Her life was a dream, at least, relative to what it had been in years past: she had a home, she had a boyfriend who cherished her and drove her to orgasms with his mouth whenever she asked for it, and she had a job at which she excelled and earned a comfortable living.

Lou had finally drifted off to sleep just a bit before his torturer awoke. She smiled devilishly as -- this time -- she cautiously moved about, not wanting to wake him from pain. She showered, dressed, and slipped out to go help with preparing breakfast.

Chloe had taken the second job in the kitchen to contribute to the New Society, as Charlie had pretty much demanded. She didn't often work the breakfast shift, as she often was busy with her first job in the evenings or -- if not -- spent the end of the days rolling about in bed with Lou.

She caught sight of Leigh making her way through the line, and she was tempted to say something about her meeting with the Numbers Cruncher the day before. And Chloe very nearly did, until she caught sight of Molly entering the Dining Hall.

"Sorry about that," Chloe said about the damage to the redhead's cheek. Molly had tried to hide the finger mark bruises on her cheek and jaw with makeup, but while that might trick a man, a girl knows when another had been harmed in that way. They both gave Leigh a look, then looked to each other with shrugs. Then Chloe whispered about torturing Lou during the night, adding, "I was mean, and I should feel bad."

They laughed together, then went on with their days. Molly kept what she knew to herself, pretending not to notice that Lou was doing a lot more standing during his work day...

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The next day? Second day? Do we care?

Charlie had entered Lou's office to discuss some issues related to inventory, budgets, labor, and pay, adding at one point, "I never thought I'd have to worry about this kind of shit. I was a clerk in a store. How things change."

As Lou was responding, who should enter his office but the Farm Supervisor. Leigh greeted them both, then looked to Lou and asked, "So, what did we decide...? Two new full time workers or three?"

His face was filled with ... well, what, confusion, panic, fear? It was hard for Leigh to choose just one, but she knew why he was responding in that way: she'd come in the day before to ask when she was going to get new workers, and when he said he still hadn't gotten the okay from Charlie, Leigh had leaned over him in his chair with her well displayed bosom in his face and essentially threatened his future treatments with her by saying, "Well, I guess that I could do all the work myself ... but that wouldn't leave me anytime for anything else ... anything else."

Now, as she waited for him to react, Leigh gave him an opportunity to take this one way or the other: "I forgot to bring you the inventory sheets for the grain seed, Mister Edwards, sorry. If you want to come out later, I'll have them for you. And, if you wanted, I could give you that tour of the grounds you wanted, you know the one."

Then, glancing to Charlie as she spoke -- continuing her threat -- she said, "Maybe by then, the two of you would have made a final decision on whether I was getting two new hires or three."

She gave Lou one last look, a glance that was meant to say If you want the sting, you'll get me what I want.

Leigh shared a farewell with Charlie, turned, and left. Behind in the office, Charlie looked to Lou with a concerned expression. "We have the new people who came to us from Harrisville, but ... can we afford to spend more on the Spring planting?"

She and Lou had talked about maybe giving Leigh one more worker, two at the most. What Charlie didn't know but which Lou did was that if he didn't get Leigh the four laborers she needed, he'd never see -- or feel -- the strop again.

 

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Finally able to get back to sleep in the early morning hours Lou slept right through his inner alarm clock. Noticing Chloe already long gone he gave a little sigh of relief that he wouldn't need to hide his ass from her view. By tomorrow he was sure it would be barely noticeable if at all.

He quickly showered, applied more lotion to his markings and headed into the office. He was forced to miss breakfast as he was not prone to being late. Molly was already there and seemingly hard at work. Lou kissed her hello, noticing she was wearing a little more makeup than usual.

Molly was a classic beauty and she barely wore any makeup, if any, at all. Today it looked like she had been experimenting and it came out poorly. "You are looking wonderful as usual Miss Molly." He said joyfully if not altogether truthfully. He did tend to spend an exorbitant amount of time at the file cabinets all day. Avoiding the chair they had fucked on just 2 days ago.

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(out of sequence with main story Behind Bars)

Lou sat with Charlie in his office going over all the ins and outs of the inventories and the new monetary system. He did mention the 'Leigh and the farmers union" situation. Suggesting to Charlie that they not only put as many new bodies to work there as possible but also his idea of offering a higher 'overtime' rate available to any farm volunteers.

It was pretty much left at "I will think on it and get back to you." from Charlie's point of view. Lou knew this would not placate Leigh as she was daily reminding and prodding him to get her help and answers.

With the business portion of their meeting over the two were actually having a social conversation. As unlikely as it seemed they had grown a bond of trust and friendship as they worked to make the community thrive as best it could.

It was during this social time that Leigh Evans burst in as she was now in the habit of doing. "So, what did we decide...? Two new full time workers or three?" Lou's face turned almost pale with a look of anguish.

She calmed the turbulence some as she made an excuse to be there other than to just state her demands. She had a way of doing jus that. Lighting a bonfire only to bring it back down to a simmer allowing those to think she was just a little overbearing but meant well.

Lou knew better, he was pretty sure the astute Charlie Higgins could see through her mask as well. Leigh left but not before giving Lou the veiled promise of more of what he craved and needed should he be able to bring her good news after work hours tonight. His prior pain had run its course midday and he was feeling the want of it's return. Though he couldn't reason in his own mind just why he needed to put himself in that position again.

"It really is of utmost importance to get the farm system up and self sufficient as soon as possible. We don't know what to expect weather wise this winter and the more we can have in store the better." Lou was pleading Leigh's case but making perfect sense as well as he did agree on most of her principle thoughts.

We also don't know how many others might end up joining us here. They won't all be bringing in assets most likely and will need to be considered welfare cases to begin with." Neither of them like the 'welfare' term but it also made sense.

"I think we should go all in and you should assign 4 maybe even 5 of those that choose to come here to the farm." If 3 were the minimum & 4 the desire, Five should get him Carte Blanch when he needed to visit Leigh in the manner in which he needed to visit her.

"The sooner I can give her the good word the easier it will be on all of us. We do have the next mission scheduled for mainly farm goods and supplies so having her people in line when that returns would be paramount." At that moment Lou felt like a Washington lobbyist pleading his constituent's case.

 

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Charlie listened to Lou making his case and found herself conflicted regarding his sudden desire to spend more money on the Garden, Farm, and Ranch program. Oh, it wasn't that the GFR didn't need or even deserve the additional funds: it most certainly did.

No, Charlie's surprise was in that when she and Lou had first discussed the New Society's economy as a whole, the Numbers Cruncher had been hesitant to put too much money out there to early. And now he was advocating for increasing the GFR budget by almost 100%, when you calculated for the extra hands, the overtime, and the extended scavenging mission.

He spoke of how some of the newest Residents might be in part or in full welfare cases and unable to offer much in labor. Charlie disliked the "W" word as much as he did: the word had had a bad connotation in American life for generations. But she understood what he meant.

"The sooner I can give her the good word," he said about Leigh, "the easier it will be on all of us."

She listened to more about what was unofficially being called the Green Acres mission -- Lou was calling it #3, Charlie thought she remembered -- and then told him firmly, "She can have 3 new full time workers now and half the OT you and discussed. And after the Green Acres mission, if we collect enough to warrant it, I'll give her 1 more. But no more than that, understand?"

They concluded their business, and Charlie went about her other meetings and tasks, which included trying to find Steven, Caroline, or Marla for a little afternoon delight.

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Out in the Storage Barn, Leigh listened to Lou's report on what the Warden had offered her, then -- with a feigned expression of anger and disappointment -- slapped a leather strap across her palm and growled, "Not ... good ... enough!"

She gestured the belt toward one of the old wooden two wheeled carts that was now tipped up in front so high that it's tail end sat on the ground and the bed rested at about a 60 degree angle. Put in the proper place for use were four leather bindings this time, one each for wrists and ankles.

"Take the position," Leigh said with a domineering tone, adding, "and accept your punishment for disappointing me, you sorry, little man."

 

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After Leigh had left as abruptly as she had shown up, Lou and Charlie's conversation went back from casual to business. Lou explained some American history on how, before the industrial revolution, the country was based on a farming system. "We are good now, but we do not know how long the generators and machines will hold up." Lou was stating his own thoughts and opinions as well as those of Leigh, who did have the welfare of the new society in mind while wanting to expand.

"Replacement parts may prove to be hard to find, or even impossible a couple years down the road, if we make it that far." His 'if' statement drawing a look of displeasure from Charlie. "With the influx of new people, this is the perfect time to rev up the farm system that could very well be our lifeline both here and to the outside world if we can generate a surplus we could sell for those needed parts and other goods and needs."

His point was well taken, but Charlie was still a little leery of putting all the eggs in one basket so to say. "She can have 3 new full time workers now and half the OT you and discussed. And after the Green Acres mission, if we collect enough to warrant it, I'll give her 1 more. But no more than that, understand?"

Lou was more than happy with this conclusion. While he had hoped for 5 just to please and excite Leigh, having three and OT approved was a major win for the farmers. Lou had hoped for one or the other. Though he got both in moderation he thought Leigh would be ecstatic with his results.

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Lou was needless to say a very happy man that evening. He ate Chloe out like never before, losing count of how many times she came in his mouth before finally begging off and giving his a long slow handjob to completion as she was just too tired to use her mouth or fuck him.

The next morning Lou was excited to get to work and tell Molly all about his meeting and the new requirements of the revised farming pay. He greeted her with a long kiss. Then taking her hand they went to the small back office. He proceeded to bend her over the copy machine, lift he skirt over her back, slide her panties to the side, drop his pants, and shove all his length straight and unceremoniously into his girlfriend/co-worker.

Of course Molly was very excited by his actions and was quite wet by the time they reached the next room. She seemed to always be damp and ready whenever he was. For the first time Lou was fucking Molly for Molly. Oh he was spurred on some by the fact e had a meeting scheduled with Leigh just before lunch. A meeting he was sure would please his new ????? He didn't exactly know what to call his new Dominatrix.

Lou and Molly got to work with big smiles on their faces.

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At 11:30 Lou made his way to meet Leigh. He had an extra pep in his step. Almost skipping to tell her all he had accomplished for the farmers. He had dreamt of getting her 5 workers. This dream was based on if he could do that she would owe, and give him all he desired of her. 4 workers were what they really wanted to make the system work as she anticipated.

The 3 they ended up getting was what they had expected and actually hoped for. They figured they would be lucky if Charlie gave them two. The fact they agreed upon 3 and an overtime system had to make Leigh just as happy as getting her 4 or even 5 would have. With the possibility of even expanding on that should Mission #3 be successful.

He found one of the farmers and asked her where Leigh was. She directed him back to the storage barn. He got a twinge of excitement remembering his last time in that large barn. Lou entered the barn and looked about not seeing her immediately. Then he heard the barn door shut loudly behind him. This sent a chill through him as she had closed it in the same manner before hanging him up and having her way on his ass.

Lou calmed himself, although his excitement was apparent as he had already tented his pants. He went about joyfully telling her of all he and Charlie had discussed and agreed upon. He could see the look of excitement and approval in her eyes as he told her. Then, just as suddenly as she had burst into his office yesterday her demeanor changed. He face grew stern, "Not ... good ... enough!"
she said in no uncertain terms.

Lou was set aback. He thought the compromise was all and more than what she had wanted or hoped for. he had not noticed her picking up the leather strap until she snapped it against her palm, before telling him his effort wasn't good enough.

She then turned his attention to a new source for his degradation, embarrassment and punishment. Lou shivered upon seeing the 4 leather bindings that would hold him almost motionless and unable to get out of her clutches. This both worried and excited him.

"Take the position," Leigh said with a domineering tone, adding, "and accept your punishment for disappointing me, you sorry, little man." Lou had a decision to make here, now and in a hurry. Their last session had left him sore and in need of hiding his strapped ass for the better part of 2 days after.

Lou looked her in the eyes, looked to the closed and locked door, looked about the barn to see if anyone might hear or see. He then moved within the four tethers, stripped off his clothes and spread his legs while raising his arms.

When Leigh had finished attaching them to the naked numbers man he was spread eagled. His legs wide, arms outstretched, balls hanging below and swinging. It was not quite as uncomfortable as their last encounter. It was much more revealing and more vulnerable then he had ever been before.

 

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Lou took the position without resistance and without a word, and Leigh made fast work of wrapping the leather straps around his wrists and ankles, then tightening the straps so that he would feel the tension without harming him so much as she had their previous time together.

She turned away from him for a moment, and when she returned she asked with an accusing tone, "Why do you disappoint me so, you worm?"

Lou opened his mouth to speak, but before he could get the first word out, Leigh roughly shoved a ball gag through his lips. She'd found it in a plastic shopping bag full of sex toys that had been brought back from Harrisville and had disinfected it and some other items for use here with Lou.

The second item she let him see was a battery operated, vibrating butt plug, which she slowly but thoroughly lubed up from a squeeze bottle. She moved her clothed body very near the Number Cruncher's naked one, reached one hand around to the small of his back, and made a fist between it and the cart to lift his ass from the wooden bed.

"Relax, worm," she growled as she reached her other hand between his thighs, her wrist pushing his junk up out of the way as she probed the gently pointed end of the plug about, looking for his opening. When she'd found it, she promised, "It will hurt less if you simply relax."

Leigh honestly didn't want to hurt Lou, at least not with this. So she gave him a moment to prepare as she probed the tip of the sex toy around his sphincter, lubing the hole, before then pushing it slowly but consistently until it was fully inserted up to its base.

"Feel good ... worm?" she whispered, extending her tongue to lick the ball gag. Then, stepping back and pulling a little device from her pocket, Leigh pressed the on button, bringing the butt plug to life, then -- as she watched his reaction -- slowly turned up the power of the device. She smiled wickedly, asking again, "Feel good?"

Then, setting the control atop the nearest flat surface, Leigh did something Lou couldn't have possibly expected: she left.

 

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Of course Lou had thought his good news would end with him again without his pants and at the mercy of Leigh Evans. He did not think it would be from disappointment on her part. The more he thought about it the more he realized she was playing the role of his tormentor. And she was playing it quite well as his cock stood at attention as she fattened his bindings.

"Why do you disappoint me so, you worm?" she asked as she moved away from his now secured naked body.

"I......" his words were cut off before he could get them out. A ball gag stuffed into his mouth. He had seen them of course in his viewings. He didn't think he would be a fan. How could he ask her to stop? How could he convey anything to her? Of course he wasn't given that opportunity at all as she was now fully in charge and he at he beckoned whim.

She then held a put plug up to his eyes. In her other hand a remote control and Lou began to panic. This was just the place he would need to open up and talk to her. He had spent the prior two years protecting his virgin asshole from being penetrated. So much so that he had garnered the nickname 'Cherry' and almost the entire male populace of Clark County Correctional had placed wagers on when and who would take that cherry from him.

He wondered if Leigh knew she might be crowned a champion should she indeed shove the phallic plug up his butt. By the way she was administering a liberal amount of lubricant on it he had little doubt that he would be living with his nickname in tact. "MMMMMFFFFFF" he did his best to protest with his moan and eyes.

"Relax, worm," was all she said to his protests, as she ran the toy up and down his crack finding it's eventual landing spot. "It will hurt less if you simply relax." With that she applied pressure and slowly pushed it past his sphincter. "AnnnnnnMMMMPPP"

But Lou couldn't relax. He had spent the full of his life being homophobic. And while technically this wasn't an act with a man, it still was considered gay by him. He had always said and maintained that hole was a one-way street.

As she slowly inched it all the way in she moved in front of his face and again extended her overlong tongue licking the ballgag and just barely tickling his upper lip. "Feel good ... worm?" She smiled as his eyes bulged. "NNNNNNNPPPFFFF" was his first reaction as it invaded him. Only to his amazement and shock it didn't feel terrible.

Of course the initial shock and embarrassment had taken him for a loop. However once it passed by his outer rim and settled inside his anus it wasn't the terrible pain he had always thought it would be.
She then hit the control and it came to life inside his asshole. Vibrating at a low speed as she watched his eyes.

She was also quite aware of his cock which was once again leaking it's precum. She smiled in her evil way and then turned the quivering toy to a higher setting. "Feel good?" she asked one last time before she turned and left the building. Leaving his spread eagled with his mouth and ass filled, and unable to move.

Oh he did thrash about. Finding out that when he did the vibrating toy would brush up against his prostrate and cause his dick to leak profusely. Lou was sweating and whimpering to himself wondering where she had gone? When would she be back? What more did she have in store for him?

The seconds and minutes ticked off. What was less than 10 minutes total seemed at least 3 times that long. He was trying to stay as still as possible for any prolonged touching to his prostrate was threatening to make him cum on the barns floor again.

Finally he heard the door begin to open and he could see the light at the end of his torture. Only then did he hear two voices. Leigh's very vocal sound and he could not make out the second voice as he strained over his right shoulder trying to see the door. This just caused the vibration to land directly on his prostrate and he let out a prolonged "NNNNNNNNNNNNnnnnnnnn".

 

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Leigh led her guest into the barn, just as Lou let out a desperate, "NNNNNNNNNNNNnnnnnnnn".

"Quiet, worm!" she growled from a distance. She and the third person were out of his view, on the back side of the cart, and together for a long moment they were doing something of which he couldn't know.

Finally, she led the guest to face Lou, though, that might not have been the right words as the man's face and entire head for that matter were covered in a black hood. That wasn't the all of how Leigh had redressed him upon entering the Storage Barn: he wore a long, black gown that was might have looked almost religious in nature if it hadn't simply been made of a black out drapery used in one of the training rooms to block out the sun for training film movies pre-pandemic.

It was tied closed around the man's neck to keep it on his shoulders, but the front was unfastened from there down, and as he moved about, his nakedness underneath tended to reveal itself to Lou.

She positioned the man -- whose hands were in prison issue cuffs -- directly beneath a dangling rope that hadn't seemed important until now. She lifted his hands and slipped the cuffs over the hook at the end of the rope. He wasn't nearly as strung up as Lou had been days earlier, but it was just enough to keep him put while Leigh continued with her show for the Bookkeeper.

Stepping back over close to Lou and with the remote to the butt plug again in her hand, Leigh put her mouth close to his ear so as to hide her words from the second man. She whispered into Lou's ear, "How many new workers am I going to have beginning tomorrow?"

Then she clicked the device off, ending its vibration and even the chance of stimulation to the man's prostate.

 

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Lou was shaking his head violently and moaning out his displeasure as best he could when he heard not only two voices but the shuffling of feet along with Leigh's own footsteps. "Quiet, worm!" she growled at him as the second person had gone quiet since entering the barn and Lou had no clue as to whom it might be.

His first thought was that Leigh had confided in Chloe, his live in whore and semi-girlfriend. Lou felt he could live with that and that Chloe knowing of this need of his would make life easier. She might even choose to take over these duties from Leigh he wished.

Lou was straining his neck this way and that trying to get a glimpse of who was with them. Finally Leigh led the man in front of Lou's sight. "NNN-NNH, NNN-NNH." was all Lou could get out in his protest. The man was hooded but it was quite apparent he was a male.

Of course Lou's mind went to where the butt puck was humming inside him. Would Leigh really have the gall to have this man fuck him and really loose his anal cherry. He hadn't remembered being this mad since the day he broke open his wife's head in a fit of jealousy.

She proceeded to secure the cuffed man to a rope to hold him in place. As his robe shifted Lou could see he was naked beneath it. He could also see that the man, who had yet to make a sound was not aroused in the least bit. For this he was thankful.

Who was the masked guest? Was he also gagged so as not to speak? So as not to reveal his identity to Lou? She then stepped in close and whispered into his hear so only he could hear, "How many new workers am I going to have beginning tomorrow?"

She clicked the toy off that had been assaulting the inner walls of his ass and his prostrate. He had lost concern for it when they had reentered the barn together. Or had he just gone numb from the prolonged quacking?

He had already told her the answer to this. Did she want, or hope the number might change if she threated to reveal his deep dark secret? If she threated to produce a winner to the 'Let's see who can fuck Cherry first?" quarry?

In his mind she had gone completely off the deep end and he wanted to spit out the gag and scream at her. But he didn't have that option. That alone kept his dick hard and dripping even in this most precarious situation.

The leader of the farmers could tell the embarrassment factor was what drove this small out of shape man to do things one would not fathom of him.

 

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Leigh realized that her little ploy of stripping Lou of his ass stimulation wasn't enough to get her the extra employee or two, so she went on to step three. She disappeared from his view for a moment, reappeared, and in a flash she hooded him as she'd hooded the other man.

She backed away, ignoring any protestations the Numbers Cruncher might offer. A minute or so passed without any significant thing happening. Then, little bit by little bit, the sounds coming from the second man made it pretty clear that he was being sexually pleased. Even with the gag in his mouth, the sounds escaping passed the ball were obviously the sounds of building delight at whatever Leigh was doing to the man.

Finally, after two or three minutes there was a moment of silence, followed by one last, long moan, and after that the only thing coming from the man was a series of slowly lessening gasps for post-orgasmic air.

The hood over Lou's head was stripped off again. After his eyes adjusted and if he looked to the other man, he would find the black cloak missing and the man's larger than average cock still more hard than not, now glistening with a mix of his jizz and Leigh's saliva.

"My friend here said he would do me a favor if I sucked his cock," Leigh whispered. "I'm thinking that maybe I'll ask him to suck your cock..."

Leigh had indeed heard the stories of how Lou had so diligently protected his ass from intrusion while he'd been in the General Population. She wasn't sure whether he would mind getting his cock sucked by another man, though, as after so many years locked behind bars, it was often the only avenue other than beating one's own meat.

But she was certain beyond doubt that Lou wouldn't want what she was about to suggest. Still whispering, she threatened, "...and after that, I'll let him fuck you in the ass, too."

She wouldn't actually allow that, of course. Leigh wasn't about to be party to a rape of a male by another, particularly of Lou and particularly knowing how it would destroy him. But did he know that? Did he know her enough to sense that it was all just a bluff to get what she wanted?

Leigh held a finger up to her lips to warn Lou to be quiet as she loosened and lowered his gag, then asked, "Am I getting my five workers tomorrow, or shall I take my friend down from his restraint?"

 

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Despite his protests of what was occurring Leigh had decided to press on. She put a black sack over his head as the other man was wearing so he could not see, but only hear what was to cum next. (pun intended)

Lou could hear his counterpart moaning and grunting. Along with the slurping and sucking noises that he assumed were being made by Leigh he was quite aware the second man was receiving what sounded like a very satisfying blowjob.

Followed by a long, drawn out moan and post orgasmic breathing Lou knew that whomever it was had just cum and was well satisfied from the results. "My friend here said he would do me a favor if I sucked his cock," she whispered in the money man's ear as she removed his hood. Lou[s eyes looked forlorn.

Lou could now see the man naked, his spent cock still semi-erect and impressive. Lou wasn't sure who he was. He could tell by his size and shape that it could only be one of about 3 people left in their confined world. He also realized that while this man could not see his face or features that it would be be all that hard to conclude who was in the barn with him. This made Lou very upset indeed.

"I'm thinking that maybe I'll ask him to suck your cock..." she ventured on, studying Lou's face for clues on how to move forward. She was having trouble discerning his mood and wants. She however pressed on, "...and after that, I'll let him fuck you in the ass, too."

It was then that she looked from his eyes to his crotch to find his real feelings on what she was suggesting. For the first time she saw Lou's penis when sit wasn't hard. A penis was all it could be called at this point. In fact it was barely there at all. It had shriveled so much that it resembled a clit more than a cock.

No wonder the male populace of CCC found Lou so enticing in the shower room. It was no more than a button head to undo his sex toy. She almost giggled. Who knew the less than impressive man was a grower and not a shower.

The fact that his dick had almost disappeared entirely at her little show had her concerned. She would need to find a different approach and fast, if she hadn't indeed already lost out on her golden goose. She held a finger to her lips, indicating for him to stay quiet as she removed his ball gag. Giving one last ditch try at her failing plan. "Am I getting my five workers tomorrow, or shall I take my friend down from his restraint?"

She could see by the look in his eyes that she needed to abort this action and fast. If not for fear of being discovered, already feeling that it wouldn't be hard to figure out who he was in the first place, he would have screamed out at her 'I'M NOT FUCKING GAY, LET ME OUT OF HERE YOU PHYCHO.' at least thats's what she could now read in his eyes, face and cock.

 

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Well, fuck, Leigh thought as Lou kept quiet. She had gone about this wrong: she knew of the man's fear of one day having another man's cock up his ass, and she had hoped that threatening it -- more punishment in their little game -- would cause a series of events to occur: Lou would offer her less than that for which she was asking to avoid being man-fucked, she would punish him so more to remind him of the pleasure he'd received their last time together, and then maybe she'd get an additional worker, after which she'd sent him to ecstasy once again.

But ... no. She'd miscalculated, and now she has to take an off ramp to another road entirely.

She wasn't going to let him entirely off the hook with regards to the other man, however, and very quickly the ball gag, then the hood were back in place again, silencing and blinding Lou again. She moved away, took the other man down from the hook, then removed his hood and cuffs.

Leigh raised a finger to her lips to signal Jules to remain silent. He looked to the other naked man, knowing full well that it was Lou, and made a gesture indicating he wanted to suck the man's cock. Leigh shook her head and nodded toward Jules's clothing.

The man who had earlier told Leigh he would try just about anything once, usually for nothing in return, shrugged and turned to make his exit. Behind him, Leigh returned to Lou and removed the hood. She told him they were alone again, and lied, "You identity is unknown to my other friend. He was never aware you were here, hooded since he entered the door."

Whether Lou believed her didn't really matter to Leigh. She pulled the ball gag out yet again, then told a truth this time: "I would never have let him fuck your ass. Your ass is mine to play with."

Then, stepping back and turning the butt plug's remote control to full, she only then pressed the button that turned the device on. The bookkeeper's reaction was obvious.

 

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Lou was again fitted with the ball gag and closed off from sight from the black hood. Leigh could tell he was still very upset. He could hear more shuffling as the top farmer released the other man. He was still not sure that he wasn't going to be raped here and now as he squirmed as best he could in his confines.

He next heard the footsteps moving away, the barn door opening and closing and he assumed that the third party had departed. This caused him to relax just slightly as the immediate threat to his heterosexuality seemed safe for the moment.

Pulling the hood from his head "Your identity is unknown to my other friend. He was never aware you were here, hooded since he entered the door." Lou of course knew that was a lie. He was making as much noise and moving about as much as possible the full time. Whoever it was knew full well that someone else was there with the two of them. Lou shook his head back and forth.

He was almost positive that whoever that was indeed knew it was him tied spread eagle by the tethers. pulling the gag out, "I would never have let him fuck your ass. Your ass is mine to play with." she assured him. This gave him another modicum of relief and his breathing was returning to normal.

A quick check showed that he was still not aroused in the least which concerned her. He watched as she picked up the controls and made a show of turning it to FULL power mode. He had complexly forgotten that his ass was still full and invaded by the thick toy.

She gave him a wicked smile and pressed the power button and Lou could feel it inside him vibrating his inner anal walls. His little button of a dick was quickly unleashed and she smiled as she watched it grow almost 10 times it's length. Still not an impressive specimen, but it's growing potential was amazing. If only it had started our a normal size she must have thought to herself.

The intensity of the humming toy was causing the numbers man to thrash back and forth to the best of his ability and the toy was again making almost full contact with his prostrate. He again was leaking profusely before he moaned out and came once more on the barn floor. "OOOOOOOOOooooo"

Though he came, and came a lot, the lack of any touch was causing an almost ruined orgasm as his cock twitched and flowed with no direct stimulus.