Nicole's trial period with Annabelle on the farm begins with pleasure but Saturday morning puts Nicole on display in a field of corn watching some of the work in the field.
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Annabelle awoke to the smell of eggs and bacon. When she walked into the kitchen, Nicole was standing at the stove fixing breakfast.
"Good morning, cowgirl," Annabelle said cheerily.
Nicole spun around in surprise. "I'm sorry, Mistress Ann," she sputtered. "I'm not naked... but I'm only wearing this apron because of the bacon." She took a deep breath and then said in almost a sob, "I tried, but the bacon spits and spatters and it burns."
"Now, now, my almost naked little cowgirl," Annabelle said in a very soothing voice. "When I said that you had to be naked in the house, I didn't mean that there were no exceptions. An apron to protect you from the grease is one of those exceptions."
"Thank you, Mistress," Nicole said, quickly wiping a tear from her cheek. Then she smiled and said, "Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes."
Annabelle sat down at the table and Nicole poured her a cup of coffee.
"What are we doing today?" Nicole asked. She then looked slightly afraid and added, "If I'm allowed to ask such questions."
"You are allowed to ask... sometimes," Annabelle answered. "But I won't always answer."
Nicole took a deep breath and turned back to the eggs and bacon.
"This time, however," Annabelle continued, "I will let you know what will be happening." She laughed and added, "... or at least part of what will be happening. I need to go down into the back pastures and check on some stock I have back there. While we are there, I plan to ride the fencelines and check on their condition."
She waited until Nicole had finished putting the eggs and bacon on the plates and then asked, "Do you know how to ride a horse?"
"A little," Nicole answered uneasily. "I think I can keep from falling off."
Annabelle laughed. "Trust me, my now naked little cowgirl," she said still slightly laughing, "you will not fall off your horse today."
"That's good," Nicole said. But when she saw the broad smile on Annabelle's face she added, "Isn't it?"
"We will see," Annabelle said as she started to eat. "Or should I say, you will see?"
After breakfast they went outside. Nicole was still skittish about being naked in public and moved behind Annabelle when she realized that Frank, the farm manager, was there. He was standing next to a large pickup truck that was connected to a horse trailer.
"Since you are only going a short distance," he said to Annabelle, "both horses are saddled and ready to go."
"Thank you, Frank," Annabelle said. Then she pulled Nicole around in front of her and said, "I think it is time for some formal introductions. Frank, this is cowgirl."
She turned to Nicole and said, "My naked little cowgirl, this is Master Frank. He is part of my close circle of like-minded friends."
"Oh," Nicole said, looking down at the ground. Then she added softly, "Hello, Master Frank."
"Hello, cowgirl," he said with a smile. "I understand that Annabelle is planning to allow you to wear your cowboy hats again... but she chooses which one."
"I... I didn't know that," Nicole sputtered, looking back at Annabelle.
"Now, Frank, you've spoiled the surprise," Annabelle said with mock anger. "But there are a few more surprises for my naked little cowgirl when we get out to the back pasture."
Nicole looked at Annabelle with very wide eyes. "How will we get there?" she asked, looking back and forth between the truck and Annabelle. "I thought we would ride through the cornfields."
"We could," Annabelle answered, "but it's a long way and the ground is still muddy from yesterday. We'll drive around to the corral and ride out from there."
"But... but... but..." sputtered Nicole.
"But what?" Annabelle said sharply.
"We will be out on the highway," Nicole said quickly, "and I will be naked."
"Yes," Annabelle said with a wide smile. "Think how exciting that will be."
Nicole gasped as she felt a flood of fluids between her legs. Then she lowered her head and said, "Yes, Mistress," before docilely getting into the truck.
She tried to slump down so less of her was visible through the window, but a brusque, "Sit up straight!" from Annabelle brought her back to an upright sitting position.
Nicole again tried to slump down when they reached the highway, but a stern glance from Annabelle was all it took to return her to a proper upright position. They were only on the highway for a short distance before turning down another gravel road. After about another mile or so, they turned down a dirt lane and shortly thereafter arrived at a ramshackle shed with a large, fenced corral attached.
