The Hunt and Capture: (closed for now)

"Pinch harder slut so they don't pull free and lift higher," I say as the brush's bristles being to scrub the undersides of both tits. "And I don't care if it hurts, just do it."

As I watch you give your nipples pain and the brush scrubs your tits making them move and pull against their pinched nipples a fingertip pushes past your shaved pussy lips and flick your clit once, twice, three times and I smile at how your hips move and the sounds you make with every flick.
 
My fingers pinched harder as I felt them swell in pain. The rough scrubbing alon my clit sent small shivers through my body. I fetl my knees go weak as I leaded into him a bit for support. Slight moans escaped my lips and my hips moved in rhythem of the brishstrokes.
 
The Hunter:

"Let your nipples go bitch. Lets see if your cunt is as wet as how your moving say it should be.
"Shove two fingers into your whore's fuck hole and let me see 'em after you've fucked yourself for a minute slut."

As you move to obey me I squat and brush the fronts of your thighs and shins while watching your hands.
 
I let my fingers fall from my breasts running them down my stomach and along my slit a bit hesitant at his order. My fingers dip down into my puss withc is starting to wetten slightly.
 
The Hunter:

*Smack!*

The wooden back of the brush swats your ass, "I said to fuck your cunt whore not stand with your fingers in it and not moving.
"Get busy or ..." and the brush draws back showing you what will happen if you don't obey.
 
I cringe as he raises the brush as I begin to move my fingers in and out as I fuck myself .

I feel the stinging arise from where the the brush has hit as it begins to burn.

The cool air blows past as I feel a shiver from the pleasure or just the cold.

After a time I remove my fingers from me and show them to him.
 
The Hunter:

"I knew your cunt was wet again you slutty whore. You need to be fucked again don't you?"

I don't wait for an answer. Instead I take the necessary step and push the handle of the brush into you and begin to pump it in and out of your cunt while looking into your eyes.

"Fuck it slut. Fuck it, play with your tits and nipples like a whore putting on a show and know my cock'll be fucking you soon, in one or another of your fuck holes."
 
I gasp at the rigid intrusion but quickly relax onto the handle letting my boody adjust. I feel my pussy drip around it as my hands come to meet my sensitive nipples. I let my hips rotate as I try and get more from the feeling within me.
 
When, from your sounds; movements; the look in your eyes; and the way your muscles are tensing up, I can tell your climax is about ready to burst within you.... the handle's removed. Nothing is fucking your cunt and my hands pull yours from your tits and nipples.

"Not yet slut. Soon, but not yet."

Moving behind you, "Bend over whore. Spread your ass cheeks. Time to clean out your ass. Don't want any mess on my cock when I decide to fuck it."
 
His words cut through me like a knife. I quickly followed his order to bend over. I never had anyone touch me there before. I soft wimper was my response as I tried to control the tears which once more were welling up in my eyes. The feeling of humiliation stirred in my body
 
The Hunter:

Your hair is gripped pulling your head back, waaay back, but keeping you bent over.
Your mouth is pulled to my hard cock as the end of the hose is pushed into your ass and I watch your belly swell as the cold water flows into you.
As my cockhead enters your mouth, and when you look about 6 months pregnant, "Suck me slut. Clamp your ass shut and hold the water. Let it go before I allow and I'll lash your shitty asshole until it's swollen then fuck it." and the hose is slid out again.
 
The rush of the water in me was uncomfortable but I held it in. My cheeks flushed as I felt his cock slip past my lips and hit the back of my throat almost gagging me. my hands slid to touch his body to prevent yself from falling over asI started to let my tongue roll around the head as I got comfortable. I then tightened my lips around him as I took him deep into my throat past my reflex hopin it would apease him.
 
The Hunter:

"Mmmmmm, good little cocksucking slut. Keep it up. Face fuck yourself, deep throat me like a slut and hold that water I don't care if the cold causes cramps."
 
I could feel the pressure start to cramp up in my bowels as I sucked him. Tears welled in my eyes as I wished to release but was afraid of the consequences.

I tried to pull away from him for a moment to catch my breath but he held my head tightly so I couldn't.
 
The Hunter:

My hand holds you were you are when you try to back off my cock. My hips move back then hunch forward so I'm actually fucking your face and mouth, your throat, "When my cock's in your whore's mouth or throat you take it slut and you don't leave it until you've finished or I tell you to *hunching harder so your lips are mashed against my belly with each of these last words* Is That Very Clear Bitch."
 
then I felt him deeper as he spoke harsh words to me. I felt dizzy from the lack of air as he fucked my throat. I let my body relax a bit trying to relieve a bit of the pressure but failed in every attempt. My eyelids fluttered a bit as I felt my body sway. My head felt lights as I felt my body start to sink ans thing stated to slaken out on me.
 
The Hunter:

This bitch is far from the first. I knew the signs.

When her knees started to buckle, I pulled my cock back into her mouth so she could breath through her nose and gasp for air around my cock.

I waited until her lips closed around me again and she sucked and licked like a good lil whore. Then I pulled out and wiped my cock on her face to get her saliva off.

I used her hair to lead her, like a bitch on a leash, to the manure pile outside of the barn.

"Get rid of it slut. I'll hose you off and we'll do it again. I want your ass clean when I fuck it. You lick me clean when I've finished so I'd guess you do too."

As she squats my cock fills her mouth again, "Lick and suck slut."
 
The view before my cleared as little gasps for air came. then he drug me. I was forced to squat as he fucked my face. My bowels let go and it was a relief from the cramping. His fingers wraped more tightly through my hair and I winced at the pain.
 
The Hunter:

When your bowels have been emptied, I lean and reinsert the hose as you face fuck yourself and watch your belly swell again.

When the hose is removed and you've clamped tightly shut again I drop the hose and cup your head using your hair to move you.

Now I'm doing the fucking. My cock is in your throat nearly as much as it's in your mouth, but the pauses in your mouth last longer so you can suck and lick me like a cocksucking whore.

When I feel my release thundering closer, "Let it out slut. Let it out and drink my cum at the same time!"

I shudder and groan again and again as your mouth takes in the streams of cum while you suck and suck and swallow as you lick my cock's underside and head."
 
I jump at the shock of his cum spraying down my throat and try to take it. I want to retch from the thought of it but held it back.

I pulled back pushing his away from me as much as could turning my head from his gaze.
 
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The Hunter:

"I told you that's not allow cunt."

You're pulled upright by your hair. The brush and hose clean off what's splashed and you're dragged by the hair back into the barn.

A harness is put on your head and buckled tightly. The clip from last night is attatched to a ring at the top of the harness. When the rope's pulled it holds you upright on tiptoes and in place. Next wrist cuffs go back on and are also clipped to the ring at the top of the harness.

"I'm going for coffee fucktoy. When I come back again you'll learn not to pull back when I'd doing anything to you.
"Remember the riding quirt slut?
"Well today you'll find out what the buggy whip feels like as it welts your body for disobeying me and then, bitch, you.. you will fuck yourself on my cock. Fuck me with your ass."

Turning I walk out of the barn leaving to think about what'll happen as you stand naked, secured and helpless.
 
I watched him turn to leve as I hung helpless in the barn. I tried to get lose but it was hopeless, the bond were too tight.

I just wanted to go home. Back to my Ben. Back to my life. But how? Where the hell was I?

I could still feel the stings from the crop earlier especially now that my body was scrubbed so hard and cringed at the thought of more.
 
The Hunter:

Enough time passes, as you stand naked and vulnerable, that you can watch the shadows move as the sun moves across the sky. Now it's filling the doorway with light and when I appear again at first I'm just a silouette approaching you.

Finally I, too, am in the barn and getting closer and closer. I take a drink from a large mug in one hand. The other hand holds a buggy whip. It has a stiff shaft and from it's end is a long thin lash with a 'popper' at the tip.

"Well my bitch, have you been thinking like I told you to do. Thought about pulling your cocksucking mouth away from my cock as I was face fucking you?
"It's time to pay for your disobedience slut."

The mug is set down on a stall rail and I walk over and squeeze a tit, "Well have you bitch?"
 
I struggle with the thought for a while as I watch the end of the whip in his hand. the day passes around us quickly.

I nod in respose to his question as my body tries to pull back from him to soften the sting I know is on it's way
 
The Hunter:

A low and wicked chuckle fills your ears as he smiles at you when you try to back way, fuitilely.

"I'll add to your punishment for not replying when asked a direct question slut. You'll learn proper behavior, even if it's the painful way.
"Now my bitch get ready to dance for me. Get ready so sing the bitch's song of pain as you dance because of the pain I'm gonna give you to teach you how to be a good little slutty bitch whore for me." and the hand holding the thin buggy whip slowly draws back.
 
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