I was standing by the front door, stark naked, where JT had left me a few minutes earlier. My hands were tied behind my back with a course rope. There was a pink peg on each of my protruding nipples. Drops of wetness were trickling down from my thick, black pubic hair. Slowly rocking from side to side, I was trying to rub my pussy against my thighs, so horny that I couldn't help but stick out my tongue just a little, as if begging for my mouth to be filled with cock.
JT approached me from behind and I felt him rub his nose lovingly against my neck before blindfolding me with a soft, velour fabric. As JT opened the door, I felt the slightly chilly early autumn breeze kiss me all over my aroused body.
I was escorted outside and all the way down the driveway, to the shed by the big oak tree. The pegs were dancing on my nipples with every step I took, with the bleating sheep as their soundtrack. I was grateful for the darkness of the night, even though the neighbours' houses were just out of sight and the idea of being seen turned me on a little.
There was a little room at the back of the shed which JT had set up just for us, with a wall to be tied up against and lots of fun toys to play with. The door was always locked so the kids wouldn't accidentally stumble upon something, or someone, they shouldn't see. Occasionally, JT had left me there, all tied up, while he went to cut wood or mow the lawn, and come back to a dripping wet pussy, ready to be fucked hard.
On this night, however, he didn't take me into the shed, as I was expecting him to. Instead, he untied my hands, took off the pegs and made me lean forward, with my hands against the oak tree. He spread my legs apart and felt the wetness of my pussy.
"How's my little naughty slut?" he asked me, while rubbing my ass cheeks. I didn't get the chance to reply, as he suddenly hit my left ass cheek hard, surely leaving a mark. I cried out a little, but pushed out my ass wanting more.
He spanked the same ass cheek harder and harder, till it was throbbing even when it wasn't being slapped. By that time I was breathing fast and squirming both to get away from the pain and to beg for more. My juices were dripping all the way down to the dead leaves on the ground.
JT must have sensed that I was reaching my threshold, cause he stopped spanking me. I turned to look at him and saw that he was unbuckling his pants, to reveal his hard, delicious cock.