On the Farm Part 1: The Scarecrow - Sex Stories

On the Farm Part 1: The Scarecrow

... close her legs. She never felt so exposed, her legs spread obscenely, afraid of what the man wanted from her. He was old and ugly, afraid of what he would f***e her to do. A bag was placed over her head and she couldn’t see anything any longer. The darkness made her more fearful. What didn’t they want me to see? Was he going to kill me? His hands ran over her soft thighs, feeling her muscles try to clench her legs shut, but they had bound her well. “It’ll get a lot worse if you keep yelling like that. No one can hear you. We’re miles from the nearest neighbors and out here, we keep to ourselves. Nod your head if you’re going to behave?” She didn’t have a choice, his cold, clammy hand moved over her thighs as if they were lovers and it moved closer to her pussy. The thong barely covered anything and she feared what he would do to her. She nodded her head, surrendering. She was untied from the chair, but they tied her ankles and wrists together and stood her up. The woman was as bad as the man; both of them began to work on her top. They worked on the shoulder straps, April knew that she would be stripped of it soon enough. They pushed the top off her body, tearing it when needed until she was stripped to her bra and thong. She hated that she wore such sexy lingerie. Would they strip the last of her clothes from me? She trembled half-naked between the two people. Never in her life could she have fathomed such a thing like this happening to her. The man moved away, but when he ...

... came back, she grew more frightened. He carried over a large wooden beam. The only thing she could think of was that it was a cross. There was a large crosspiece that connected the upright. They untied her wrists but then each of them grabbed one of her wrists and pulled it to the far end of the crosspiece. With new rope, they tied her wrists to the rough wooden beam. “What are you doing?” She cried out. Then they tied her ankles to the bottom post, tighter then needed. She didn’t know what was happening when the whole thing was lifted up by the two of them. They carried her to the front of the barn. They placed it below a big pulley that hung down from a beam, from the front of the barn. They attached the rope from the pulley to the top of the cross and April found herself drawn up high into the air. She hung there, half-naked and strung up on a cross. They left her that way as darkness began to fall. April grew cold but she couldn’t do anything, shamed to be half-naked and hung. She thought he came back to let her down, but he only brought her body to the ground. He quickly stripped off her bra and thong, April fearing that he would take her intimately. Then the woman came and they untied her, April thankful for that. But it wasn’t to let her loose. It was so they could bind her naked body to the cross, this time in a crueler position. Her arms were wound around the top crosspiece with chains to secure them. A gag was shoved into her mouth and bound around her head. It was a ...