The Kinky Farmer · Part 1 (1/2)
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Most people think of farmers as plain wholesome folk and that they are like the old couple with a pitch fork on the front of a cereal box. They normally don't pay them any mind, especially to think of them as being exotic or kinky. The fact of the matter is that this is mostly true, but the lesson here is, as you are about to see, don't judge a book by it's cover. That's the way it is with Justin and Victoria, a middle aged farm couple with kinky sexual habits. They met 14 years ago and though Justin dated some before he found Vicki, he never did find a girl who was into bondage like she was. He really lucked out with Vicki. Not only was she a really nice lady, she also had found her own way into kink through a previous boyfriend and really loved getting tied up. To her, being tied up nice and tight made her feel warm and loved and especially horny.
She was also a very attractive lady with medium dark green eyes and fiery long red hair and with a body that was somewhat slender, but still curvy and everything in the right place. Needless to say, they had a great time role playing fantasies for a couple of years, all the way up to when their first child was born. Then their second one came along a couple of years later and this curtailed their fantasy sexual activity for several years. It didn't restart again until both of the kids were old enough to be in school and they finally had some private time together.
In and around doing the farm chores, they tried to make up for some lost time, so the times they played, they made sure it was quality time and not necessarily quantity time. As usual, Justin was always thinking and plotting ways that they could play some scenario, or just have bondage sex. He was usually the dominant one, so he would think of different ways to tie up his wife and take advantage of her.
Their farm is located on the edge of the Ozark Mountains, so their land is a mixture of hills, trees, forest, pasture and creeks, but not much flat land. Their home and barns are back off of the main road a distance, which helps them with keeping their 'oh so private business' private. There is only one house that they can see from theirs, but it is down the road almost a half a mile (or.8 km) away and the many trees in-between somewhat obscure it. The other closest house is just over a small hill back behind theirs, but can only be seen by going most of the way up that hill and close to the fence line, so overall they have some pretty good visual privacy.
Back during the winter, Justin was cleaning up the trails, or roads as he calls them, through the forested areas and he came across a location that sparked another fantasy. It was in the bottom of a low sloping ravine and there were two trees about 6 feet (183cm) apart straddling the bottom. There was also another tree back uphill directly behind them about 12 feet (3.5 meters) away, which formed a sort of triangle. After examining the location up close and making some calculations, he thought it was perfect for his kinky plan. So he cleared some limbs and underbrush making a clear trail down to and around it, which was just a short distance from his road through the forest. Now all he had to do was wait for the perfect weather.
That time came today, as it was now Spring and the temperature was unseasonably warm at just under 80 degrees. It was mid morning and Justin was in his shop getting some of the machinery ready for the season, while Vicki was doing some planting in the garden. Despite the fact of having two babies, the farm life keeps you relatively slimmed down and her curvy body looked really good. Justin stopped his work and was watching her, as she bent over to plant some seedlings. He was admiring her 'assets' and then the thought hit him, 'Hey, this would be the perfect day to tie her up in the trees.'
He briskly went to the house and retrieved their box of toys from their bedroom, that included lots of rope and some gags. He picked out some ropes and a gag and took them to his pickup truck and hollered at Vicki, “I'll be right back.”
She momentarily looked up and waved, as he drove off up the trail to the spot he picked out. He quickly went down the short trail and tied the rope to the trees in the areas he wanted them. With the two trees that are across the shallow ditch from each other, he tied one rope down low and one up high on each tree. Then on the tree back slightly uphill from those two, he tied a long rope to it and brought the other end down to the other trees. Then he jumped back into his truck and returned back to the shop. There, he laid the remaining ropes and gag over the edge of a piece of machinery and after making sure everything was ready, he once again hollered at Vicki, “Honey, could you come here for a minute?”
She replied back, “Okay, just a second.” After finishing putting a seedling in the dirt, she stood up, wiped her brow with her sleeve, pulled off her gloves and went into the shop where Justin was. She was going to say, “What do you need?” but that sentence was stopped in its tracks when she saw the rope and excitement replaced her demeanor.
“OOoooo!” she said in a pleasantly desirable voice, “Is this for me?” She reached for him, pulling him into a warm embrace, looking up at him with a coy expression and batting her eyes, “Are you gonna tie up this poor innocent little girl?” as she pressed and rubbed her body against his, rubbing her crotch against his leg.
“Me?” he replied with a big smile, “I wouldn't do anything like that to such a lovely woman! And who said you were innocent? Now, let's get you out of those clothes!”
“Oooooo!” she replied again, while looking straight up and pressing her chest against him. “Do you want me to remove em', or do you want to strip me?” hoping he would rip her clothes off of her. She always liked it when he was a bit forceful and man handled her, when it came to role play.
Without reply, he started unbuttoning her blouse, but gently and precisely, pushing it off of her shoulders and she grabbed it as it slid down her arms. As he reached around behind her to unclip her bra, she lightly bit him on the chest.
“Ouch!” he loudly barked, and then said, “Oh you are gonna get it for that!” as he finished removing her bra.
She liked doing little things just to egg him on and get him to be aggressive with her, so he spun here around with her back toward him. Without a beat, she automatically put her wrists together behind her back, offering herself up to be his slave. He accepted the offer quickly and grabbing a piece of rope, started wrapping one of the ropes around her wrists, first with a slip loop, then several wraps and then finishing with a couple of cinch loops between her wrists, to tighten things up a bit. She could never get her wrists free or be able to escape this tie without having a knife around, which is how she liked it.
She started to slip her shoes off by pushing one off with the other, but he caught her and told her to stop. He said that she needed to keep her shoes on for what he had in mind, as rocks, sticks and thorns are not friendly to bare feet. Now she was a bit intrigued, because this meant something different than she had experienced before. This made her even more excited to see where this was going. He then unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and pulled them off her hips, leaving her panties on. He had her sit on the front tractor tire, while he worked her jeans over and off of her shoes.
During all of this, she was watching his face intensely, not so much for what he was doing to her, but more to see the little looks of pleasure coming over his face as he stripped and tied her. The hunger in his eyes and those faint little smirks, served to turn her on more than the actual play. After reaching for her panties to pull them off, he stopped and said, “On second thought, I think we will leave those on for a bit!” which just intrigued her even more and she was soon about to find out why.
With another piece of rope, he tied one end snugly around her waist with the knot in front. Then he passed the other end back between her legs and carefully adjusted it to the center, then over the cinch of the wrist bondage, looping it around the cinch a second time and pulling it taught. She let out a little squeal as the rope stuffed a part of her panties into her tender flesh and then he passed the rope back between her legs and back over the rope in front, pulled it taught again and tied a little knot and let the rest of it hang down to the ground. She stirred her hips around a little, letting out a slight moan as the rope worked itself and her panties a little deeper into her clit. This also kept her hands bound to the center of her back and she couldn't bring them around to either side, which also added to her helpless feeling.
To gag her, he brought a bandanna with him, which he folded diagonally and then rolled up to put in her mouth. As he held it up, she opened her mouth to accept it, but he pulled it back and said, “Just a second.” and tied a knot in the middle of it. Then he held it up again and she gladly accepted the knot into her mouth, as he tied it tightly behind her neck. For all the years they had been playing these games, one of the rules was that whenever she was gagged, she was only allowed to make grunting, moaning or mmphing noises, even though she could gag talk or yell around a gag like this one. The main thing was the look and feel of helplessness and not necessarily quietness, so she had to pretend like she was thoroughly gagged.
“How's that?” he asked. She tugged on her wrist bondage, which pulled on the crotch rope and she wiggled a little bit, while mmphing in her gag. “Great,” he said, “Let's go!” picking up the crotch rope as a leash and pulling her outside. A bit reluctant, she fought back a little, trying to stay in the building, but she was no match at pulling against him and she had to follow him out. She was afraid, but also a little excited that someone might see her like this, but there was always very little traffic on the main road and she was pretty obscure from being seen by someone from the neighbors house. Besides, she thought, he was probably going to lead her straight over to their own house, so she will be back inside in a few moments.
It only took a couple of seconds to find out she was wrong, as he turned and started leading her up the trail or road up into the field. She loudly mmhped and twisted her defiance in the ropes, but he kept right on walking, pulling her along. Halfway to the forest area, the excitement of being on display and the crotch rope was starting to work it's magic on her and getting her excited and she was letting out little moaning noises. He noticed this and started to give little tugs to the rope, which in turn only stimulated her pussy more.
Soon as they were out of sight of the road, she both relaxed a little and felt an orgasm coming on. All the sudden she balked, stopping dead in her tracks, “MMMmmmmmph!” This was enough to stop him and he turned around to find her slightly squatting with her legs tightly together and groaning loudly in her gag. She was shaking, while bobbing her head and rolling her eyes back a little.
“Did you just cum?” he annoyingly asked. He really wasn't annoyed at all, just pretending. He loved to watch and make her cum when she was bound, as many times as possible. She would always return the favor in her willingness to be his bondage slave.
She sheepishly replied with an affirmative nod and moan in her gag, as she was recovering her composure. He turned and headed on, but only pulled on the rope and quit the stimulating tugs. They reached the forested area and went up the little road to his side trail. “This way!” he said as he started down the trail with her in tow. In no time they were at his set up and she saw the ropes tied to the trees and thought, 'So this is what he has in mind.'
He positioned her between the two trees and proceeded to tie each ankle, so her legs were wide apart straddling the shallow ditch. Then he untied her hands from the crotch rope and tied each wrist to each tree stretching her into a standing spread eagle. Watching her struggle a little, he decided that she had too much play in the ropes, so he tightened each wrist up till she was stretched pretty tight. He momentarily admired his handiwork again, as he watched her re-test the bondage.
Because he was 8 inches (or about 20 centimeters) taller than she was, he needed a location with a low enough spot between the trees, that he could stand up straight and look her straight in the eyes when she was tied. He wanted it this way so he could fuck her standing up without having to squat down any. So he stood in the depression or ditch between the trees and had to very slightly look upward into her eyes. “Perfect!” he said, as he gazed into her eyes and caressed her writhing body.
By this time, both the crotch rope and her panties were buried into her pussy and she was pleasantly stimulated when he removed the rope. Next came her panties. He decided to use a little rape play and took out his knife, grabbed and pulled her panties outward from one hip, then cut and ripped that side in two. Normally they would have fallen down the other leg, but with the crotch packed into her pussy, he had to tug them out for them to fall. Once again she was stimulated by the removal and moaned pleasurably. They were very wet where they were stuffed in her crack, due to the stimulation and previous orgasm. He knew she was ready, but he also had something else in mind.
He picked up and re-tied the crotch rope on her, but in reverse of the way he had it before, with the knot and extra rope hanging off the back instead of the front. He formed and tied a loop in the end of the crotch rope. Then he took the other long rope that he had tied to the tree back behind her and put it through that loop and tightened it up. She let out a squeal as he pulled it just tight enough to pull her hips back a little, making it hard for her to release any tension and keeping it tight against her pussy.
After one last look, he said, “That oughta do it! I'll be back in a little while. Have fun!” and turned to walk back up the trail and down the road toward the house and barns. She loudly went, “MMMmmmph!” several times in her gag in protest and wanted to gag talk to ask where he was going and why he is leaving her. Instead, she chose to keep with their agreement and just mmphed over and over again loudly, like a tightly gagged woman calling for help.
Since the leaves on the trees and underbrush were only sprouting and not fully developed yet, she could still see him, as he was walking out of the forest. After he made it into the field, instead of walking straight down toward the house and barns, she saw him turn to the right and disappeared around the hillside. Standing there naked and tied, she was momentarily confused as to what he was doing. While wondering what may be coming next, she instead decided to thoroughly test her bondage. She wiggled, twisted and pulled against the ropes and tried to reach the knots of her wrist bondage with her fingertips, but failed the attempt.
The Kinky Farmer · Part 1 (1/2)
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