Ruperts Farm Chpt 4

Next morning at breakfast I was sat in the wooden chair in the kitchen. Rupert and Harry were having their breakfast. Alison was bending over with her head next to mine, she was groaning and moaning into my right ear. Her mouth no more than 2 inches from it.

"Fuck that's good. I'm such a fucking slut. Do you like me doing this?" She panted.

"Fucking love it you submissive bitch. Do you want me to pinch them harder?" I asked as I pulled both her nipples.

"Fuck me yes! I want you to bite me and mark my neck too! Really show people what a fuck toy your wife is! Ugh! Ugh! YES! YES! DO IT YOU BASTARD!" Alison cried out.

I moved my head slightly away from her neck after leaving a large bite mark, and said

'You heard the lady Ken, fuck her harder!"

"Fucking bitch!" Ken groaned, "I'll fucking split you in half."

"YOU CAN TRY!" She shouted.

"Just don't make the toy cum Ken!" said Rupert as he reached across for a piece of toast. "She's going to be edged all day today. I want her super aroused for tomorrow. The shearers are coming as she's going to be getting cock all day."

Rupert wasn't, for any English football, (Soccer), fans reading, talking about the top scoring player from England in the 90's! This was the gang coming to shear Ruperts' flock of sheep. Or rather flocks. He had four of them. 1,200 prime ewes who were going to have their fleeces sheared. The guys doing the shearing were 5 guys, three Australians, a Kiwi and an Engish guy. The latter was about 40, the other three mid 20's, who went round the country shearing sheep at many of the smaller farms who don't have the manpower to do the job themselves. It's been happening for centuries this way. The farmers pay around 2 Pounds per fleece to be sheared and they usually give bonus payments on beer and food for the gangs. The bonus this year for the shearers was the use of Alison for the three days they were to be on the farm. They travelled round in a van, towing a caravan they lived in. Later we were going to town to buy the beer and some BDSM gear for Alison to be shown off in.

Meanwhile back in the kitchen! Alison was being pounded and spanked by Ken, Ruperts cousin. I was there to hold her up and whisper encouragement! Her arms were on the chair arms supporting her upper body and her tits were being held and pulled by me. Ken was absolutely going for it by now and was on the verge of filling her cunt with his cum. Her arse was red raw from the beating she was taking from the paddle he was using on her.

"THAT'S IT YOU FUCKING SLUT, I'M FILLING YOUR SNATCH WITH MY SPUNK! IT WILL BE RUNNING DOWN YOUR LEGS! FUCKING HAVE IT! ARGH! ARGH!'

He dropped the paddle and grabbed her hips then pushed his cock as far as it would go into her with some force as his orgasm hit. Alison was begging him to fill her up.

"GO ON THEN! FUCKING DO IT! FILL ME! I LOVE CUM! SHOW THEM ALL HOW TO USE ME!"

She slumped across my chest as he finished fucking her.

"Do you like me encouraging men to use me while you hold me up?"

"Fucking love it!" I replied.

Ken pulled away, wiping his knob on her arse and rubbing his spunk into her skin.

"Fuckin' hell!" He exclaimed. "I'm getting too fucking old for this! I used to be able to go at tarts for ages. Now Its minutes and I'm firing a load. Unless its just you darlin' draining my bollocks like a professional porn star!"

He gave her arse a final slap with his hand and pulled his trousers up.

"I'm off Rupert. I've got some Herefords to bring in off the Top Pasture. Can I come back for sloppy seconds this afternoon?"

"It will be sloppy fifths or sixths by then!" Said Harry, as he got up from the table. He walked over to Alison, grabbed her hair and said.

"Kneel!"

She dropped to her knees on the flagged floor of the kitchen. By then Harry had his already hard cock out and pointing at her face. Pulling her hair he rubbed his cock in it and smeared the pre-cum through it, then down her cheek and pushed his cock into her mouth.

"You know the drill fuck toy. get it deep inside your throat and start gagging until I tell you to stop! Feel free to join in Pete. You wont have time when the sheep guys get here!"

I stood up and turned to Allison as she took Harrys' member deep into her throat. At first she was trying to breath through her nose but as he pushed she gagged, then tried to cough but just snorted snot and pre-cum down her nose. Harry pulled back and she gasped a deep breath.

"Thank you Daddy. Make your bitch swallow your lovely cock. I want to try to get it all in, right up to your balls. Please make it happen."

Harry grabbed her hair either side of her head and pulled her face up to his cock. Her mouth opened wide and he slowly pushed it deeper.

"Swallow it. If you dont I'll make you regret it." He leaned into her and hissed.

"It will be fucking days before you cum. I'll stop you right on the edge. No matter how much you cry and beg. It will drive you fucking hysterical"

"I'll do it Daddy, I promise. I wouldnt disappoint you for anything. Just ram it in my mouth. Use my face as your fuck hole. PLEASE!"

Harry looked at Rupert and myself.

"I fucking love her style. A brilliant choice son and thanks Pete."

Taking her hair he literally dragged her mouth onto his cock and fucked her throat. She made some strange gargling/gagging noise and he did finally get the whole of his cock in her throat. Her face was going redder as he thrust in. Finally just before she passed out he started to pump cum down her throat. I could see each pulse making a delivery and she spluttered more cum down her nose, out of her mouth as he pulled away.

Alison gulped deeply as she needed Oxygen into her lungs. She slumped down on to her haunches and I took the chance to pull my own cock for about 10 seconds before sending three strings across he chest.

She turned from me and looked at Harry.

"Oh Daddy that was fucking wonderful. I could feel myself starting to faint. Thank you so much for using my mouth like that. I love it".

She slowly stood up and moved passed me go Rupert.

"Will you use me now master, please? I want you to fuck me as hard as you can. I'll serve you with my cunt forever. Please use it."

He stood up and grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the kitchen and down the corridor to his bedroom.

"We'll be a while dad." He said to Harry. "You and Pete might as well feed the ewes, then we'll get into town to buy some new bondage gear for this one. She's going to be tied up and used by all of us for the next few days. We need to make sure she can't escape! Get in here you little cock whore, I'm going to spend a good hour turning you inside out!"

"Thank you master, abuse me as you like. It's why I'm here."

Rupert kicked the bedroom door shut and I listened as he began todays conquest of my wife, but his sex slave.

My cock was rock hard as I stood outside his bedroom door listening to the sound of him smacking her arse and making her beg for his cock. It's a weird feeling if you've never been in this position. You can hear the soundtrack for what is an explicit, hard core porn film, but a voice inside your head keeps reminding you it's YOUR wife that is getting used. The feeling of jealousy, eroticism, eagerness to hear more and so wanting it to all end is mind blowing on many levels. But still, for men, and women I suppose, who are cuckolds, it's a feeling like no other and you never want it to stop!

After, maybe, 10 minutes I walked away to get on with helping Harry sort out the sheep. I'd get the full story from Alison later and possibly join in when we got back from the shops with her bondage gear. Harry was certainly eager to see her totally submissive and bound. So there was no doubt there was going to be every chance I would be involved myself in seeing her disciplined and used.

"I don't know whether you knew this is what you were signing up for Pete, but you do know we'll take very good care of her, both of you really. Rupert will make quite sure everyone knows the limits, especially Alisons'.

Harry talked as we fed the sheep. He was an older guy and I had my legs to slow me down but we worked well together. Him showing me what was involved and me getting in his way!

"The guys coming in are people we know and trustworthy. Ken you know already. So relax and we'll have a blast with your wife!"

"I trust you completely, and Rupert. He's a really decent guy. His military training I suppose, but he puts you at ease straight away."

We talked about Ruperts' army career and his farm life. He was finding it harder to combine the two. He was called away on different jobs, sometimes at a moments notice. Because of the unit he was involved in and them supporting Special Forces missions, he could be going anywhere in the world. It was also why he was single. That and his desire for a completely submissive woman, he could control and not be involved in a full time relationship with.

It had been about one hour since Rupert had taken Alison to bed, when the two of them appeared in the barn. Both were flushed and Alison was walking very delicately across the straw covered floor.

"Hi!" I called out to her. "You look knackered!"

She was wearing her overalls and wellies and pulled down the zip to show Harry and I her red hand marked tits. Her shoulders had fresh bite marks on them and she showed us the red marks on her wrists left by the cuffs she had been wearing. Her hair had wet cum in it and it was also running down her legs.

"The guy never stops! He's fucking rock hard, even after he comes. It's a never ending pounding of my cunt and mouth. I fucking love it! What a fucking life I lead! I'm so not the woman you married Pete! In fact I'm not the same woman from 6 months ago. Who knew meeting Andy in Cyprus could have changed our lives so much."

She sat down on a bale of hay and drank from a bottle of wine she'd carried over from the house. She passed the bottle round to Rupert, then on to Harry. I don't drink alcohol, but she handed me a bottle of 0% cider.

"Rupert told me he is taking me into town to a sex shop. They have a cocktail bar for patrons and then he's going to get me kitted out in some bondage gear for when the shearers arrive tomorrow. I'm going to be restrained and left for them to enjoy. It sounds pretty intense, but very, very erotic. I'm certain I'll be enjoying it, but do you think you will? Rupert talked about "next time you come down", so I think this is turning into something more involved than maybe we thought. Are you still in?"

"I'm as certain as I can be. It's been a mind blowing experience for sure and as long as you feel safe with it, then I'm happy to commit to more. Besides' if you're restrained, I can do whatever I want to you and you can't stop me!" I laughed as I said this, because she'd never once stopped me in all our time together.

"Then let's drink to more enjoyment, more adventures and more fucking! CHEERS GUYS!" She shouted. "Here's to being tied up and fucked to oblivion!"

We worked in the barn with the sheep until about half four, then Rupert said we had better go and get showered and changed to get to the shop. It opened late in the evening, until half eight and it had a small bar upstairs. Rupert, Harry and I all had jeans and tee shirts on, but Alison had brought one of her sundresses she'd worn on her Cyprus trip. It was mid thigh length, made of cotton and bright yellow. The bodice part was elasticated and although it had two shoulder straps Rupert told her to take them off and tuck them into the bodice. She wasn't allowed to wear any underwear. So all she was wearing was the dress and her sandals. She looked fucking stunning!

"Nice!" Said Rupert as she came in the kitchen. He pulled her towards him and slowly pulled down the top of the dress. He pulled her in for a really long wet kiss and at the same time was pulling and groping her tits, making her nipples stand out.

I leaned in and tweaked them between my fingers and she moaned as Rupert and her kept kissing. Harry moved behind her and was lifting her dress to grab her arse.

"This is exceeding all my fantasies." Harry muttered as he rubbed his hands over her arse. "A fit woman allowing me to do what I want to her! I've died and gone to heaven!"

Ruperts' face moved away and he looked at her tits, I let go and moved to start kissing her as he concentrated on her tits, biting and sucking her engorged nipples.

" Fucking hell!" Alison groaned. "I fucking love this. All three of you working on me. Please don't stop!"

Rupert suddenly grabbed her elbows. "KNEEL!" He said loudly.

Alison immediately lowered herself down to the floor. He arms going behind her back in a position that thrust her tits out.

"Yes master."

All three of us unfastened our trouser zips and our erect cocks bobbed in front of her face. Alison was panting in anticipation as Harry moved from behind her and stood between Rupert and I.

"Suck Daddys' cock my little fuck toy." He grasped his cock in one hand and with the other grabbed Alisons' hair. He roughly pushed and pulled her head back and forth, his cock going deeper into her mouth. Making her gag as his cock went further into her throat.

"That's it. Fucking take it right down. Choke on it you little fucker!

He was now holding her head between his hands and just holding it whilst he fucked her face relentlessly. Alison was gagging and glugging, like you see and hear on porn films. I'd always assumed it was a noise made deliberately by the women in the films, which it might have been, but here this was the sound her throat was making involuntarily as Harry pounded it. He lasted about three minutes before stiffening up and cumming into her mouth.

"Hold it! Dont you dare fucking swallow a drop!" Three or four pulses shot his cum onto her tongue.

I was next. I couldn't hold myself back and again with my hand wanking my cock I fired three ropes into her mouth and one final spurt across her nose.

"Don't swallow slut!" I said to her. "Your master is getting ready to fill your dirty mouth up more!"

"Hold the cunts' head Pete. Make sure she can't move it!"

He stood over her, wiping his pre-cum into her hair, then firing four strong pulses of thick cum into her mouth and across her cheeks.

" That's right you submissive little slut. Look at you with three lots of cum in your mouth and more across your face. Fucking swallow it in one and show us your empty mouth."

Alison gulped down the thick cream and opened her mouth wide, slowly turning her head towards each of us, showing her empty mouth. There was still remnants of cum on her tongue and her teeth. She ran her tongue across her teeth and swallowed and, making sure it was clean. The showed us again.

"Thank you for that master and for allowing the others to use my mouth. Can I clean the rets off my face please?"

"No!' Rupert said. "We're going out now, leave it there so other men can see what a fucking slut we've got with us. Now come on everybody in the car. Pete you drive while we get in the back with our toy. We're going to edge you all the way into town. Now pull your top up and dress yourself." He slapped her arse as she still had the skirt pulled over it. She stopped getting the dress right as Rupert slapped her arse and tits, making red hand marks on them.

"Thank you Master. I love having you mark me." Alison said.

"You've not seen anything yet my slut. Wait until we've finished with you at the shop. We can try before we buy, so you're going to be a fucking wreck by the time we come out of there. But don't worry, you still won't be allowed to cum."

With that we drove into town. Alison sat between Rupert and Harry being fingered and having her tits mauled and pulled for most of the journey. All she was saying was, "Thank you Daddy!" or "Oh Master I'm so very close. It's fucking sending me mad" With the occasional, "Oh fuck! That's too much" as fingers were pulled from her cunt.

The sat nav directed us to the sex shop. A reasonable sized unit on an edge of town precinct. It was sandwiched between a health food shop and carpet shop. A few people looked at Alison as she walked from the car. Her hair sticky with cum and it drying on her nose and cheeks. He dress had clearly been hastily put right as she exited the Range Rover.

The shop had like an "air-lock" style entrance where the inner doors didn't open until the outer ones closed. It had one way glass in the front, so people inside could see outside, but not the other way round. It was left to your imagination what was inside Alladins' Cave! But the words, "Pleasure Palace and Erotic clothing". In big letters across a banner in the main window gave away what was in there!

"Rupert! So good to see you again." A blonde haired woman in her late 20's came from behind the counter and hugged Rupert.

"Harry! We don't often see you in here! Is the livestock market closed down!" She greeted Harry with a big hug too.

"Whose this fine specimen? You've done well Harry to snare this piece of meat." She ran her hands over Alison.

"Who's this?" She said looking at me.

Harry stepped forward. "Clare, This is Pete. The fuck toy is his wife. He is happy to donate her in return for watching and joining in with her abuse and humiliation."

"Nice to meet you Pete, and how generous. Can she play with anyone, or is she exclusive?"

"Ask Harry, he's her master." I replied.

Clare moved over and was running her hands over Alisons body, outside her sundress.

"Nice to see you don't let her wear underwear Harry, it just gets in the way. Can I have a go with her please?" Her hand moved up to Alisons pussy and she started to rub it.

"I've never stopped you yet Clare! But lets get her prepared first. Your bondage and S&M section please."

"Step this way sir." Said Clare grinning as she pulled Alison with her hair. "I'm going to love making you fucking squirm bitch." She said gently at Alison. "I'm going to make you flood the fucking shop with your juices."

"You can edge her all evening, but she doesn't cum, so take it easy. I've seen you work and we need her conscious!" He turned to Alison. " Believe me, you'll thank me for that later! Although I might invite her out with us for an evening and give her free rein with you. Would you like to see your slutwife used and abused by a professional dominatrix Pete?"

"Do you know Rupert, I think I might. Thank you for suggesting it!" I grinned in delight as I answered.

We spent the best part of two hours in the shop. Alison being take by Clare to try on outfits and equipment chosen by Harry. Each fitting took about 5 minutes and seemed to involve lots of moaning, some screaming and a lot of swishing, slapping and begging. She was then paraded out to us and for Harry to give his final approval. The odd customer, some couples, some women, but mostly single men also enjoyed the show, but none stepped forward to interfere, though one bloke got a wank off his partner and two single men also wanked themselves as Alison was shown off, or punished by Clare.

It all seemed like some bizarre film. Here was an early forties, attractive blonde married woman, being paraded, spanked, cropped and edged, whilst wearing various leather clothing, being toyed with vibrators, (large and small), all the while moaning and begging to be allowed to cum, to a man, clearly not her husband, because he was just stood, or sat there voicing his encouragement at the punishment and abuse she was getting!

Rupert eventually settled the bill, Clare gave Alison a final wet kiss and groping, before arranging her dress and we left the shop, to go upstairs for cocktails and something to eat.

Over the meal Harry expressed his pleasure at what had happened.

"that went far, far better than I ever thought. You were very compliant and submissive to Clare and what she was doing to you. It seems we've un-earthed a desire for women inside you Alison. I look forward to seeing that develop under Clares' instruction and tongue! Did you know about her desire to be used by Women Pete?"