On the Farm Part 1: The Scarecrow - Sex Stories

On the Farm Part 1: The Scarecrow

... skirt. She was too innocent or she thought that Chester looked harmless and that was her downfall. Chester put the dirty rag of c********* over her body and she went limp in his arms in seconds. He tied her up and through her in the bed of the pickup and raced out of town. It wasn’t long before he was on the road, a two-lane ribbon of tar that was in the middle of nowhere and went nowhere. She would be waking up soon enough, but she wasn’t going anywhere. He had bound her tight. April woke up, her head hurt and her mouth was dry. She was hot, lying in the back of a dirty truck as the sun beat down on her. Her legs were pulled up behind her and she was shocked that she could move them. Then it hit her, her ankles were bound. Her arms were behind her and bound at the wrists. When she pulled on them, her legs bent up higher, her arms tied to her legs. She didn’t know what happened. The last thing she remembered was walking home and was walking past an old pickup truck. She had thought it was abandoned. The truck turned off the highway and the dust kicked up as it bounced along the dirt road. April had no idea where she was, but she couldn’t see anything from the bed of the truck. She screamed, but the truck didn’t stop. She couldn’t turn over; her legs behind her prevented her. She finally had to put her head back down on the floor of the truck; her neck ached from keeping it up. The truck vibrated and bounced as it continued to move over the dirt road. It must have been ...

... hours before the truck pulled through an old wooden gate. It looked like it had been there for a century. She could see buildings now, a barn and a house. She hoped that she would be saved now. Her mouth was parched, barely able to say a word. All of her screaming did little good. A man came around to the back of the truck. He was old and bald, an evil grin on his face. He untied her wrists from her ankles, but that was all. He picked her up like a baby and carried her. “Who are you? What do you want?” Her hoarse voice trembled as she said it. She was afraid of the answer. “You can call me Master.” He carried her over to the barn, Mabel waited for him. April thought she was saved when she saw the woman. She wouldn’t let anything happen to her. “Help me!” “She’s a pretty one, Chester. You know how to pick them.” Chester put her down between them. “You hold still unless you want Chester to beat on you. He can get carried away with himself so be careful.” April stood between them, but her ankles were still bound and her wrists were bound behind her back. She couldn’t have run even if she wanted to. “Let’s see what I got.” It didn’t take Chester more than a few seconds to unbutton the skirt and pull down the zipper. It fell to her feet without any provocation. The girl screamed when she saw her skirt fall away. “You keep that mouth shut or I’ll stuff if shut,” he warned her. A chair was pulled out and she was pushed into it. Her legs were tied wide open to the edges so she couldn’t ...