A Man drives to a country area just outside the city. He had been invited to meet a woman he played in video chat truth or dare but has never seen. His interests so closely matched or complemented those of the women he played, he knew he had found something truly special. Not knowing her name or even what she looked like was almost completely insignificant.
Living in the country she is anxious to protect her preferences and interests from nosy country towns folk. She is cautious not to give the Man her real name or address, instead giving him directions using landmarks speeds and times but no street names or numbers.
A game the Man was enjoying until the final instruction. He had reached the end of the road and the Man had not seen the final landmark. A confusing sign causes the Man to mistake a driveway for a secondary road. Deep ruts hidden by long grass beach the car while he was trying the do a three point turn to go back.
The Lady who lives at the farm property comes out to investigate. She is a small, red haired woman, thin but with good muscle definition visible through her cotton shirt and jeans. She is wearing big sunglasses and a wide straw hat even though it is close to sunset.
The man thinks to himself his mystery woman must live close by, so he needs to be polite to this Lady in case they know each other.
The Lady offers to tow car out with her ride on mower but tells him he needs to push it up hill as mower starter is broken.
After several attempts pushing the heavy mower up the small grassy hill the Lady can see the Man is tired and unwilling to keep going. The Lady turns kill switch and gets off the mower, giving the Man a look over with a stern look on her face.
When the sweaty exhausted man seems reluctant to continue the Lady suggests jacking up the car and packing the wheels with logs from the barn.
Jacking up the car one wheel at a time then getting heavy logs from other side of property takes another two hours of hard work.
With all four points placed with logs in the driveway ruts he is ready to try to drive out. A short session of smoking tires wheel spinning and the Man sees the logs are too thin, the car is stuck fast.
After watching several attempts from house to call for a tow truck, the Lady returns to man and explains to him the property is out of cell range and also that she has no phone.
She tells him he can walk back to town, which is an hour by foot; but nothing will be open at 7pm or past 8pm by the time he gets there. Seeing the look of defeat on his face she tells him he can stay in the barn overnight if he wishes.
The Man accepts and Lady offers some food. They both walk up to her small weatherboard house with a big veranda on three sides, and a barn with a large annex and water tank out the back.
In the house The Lady gives the Man a small cup of Thornapple Tea and a large bowl of potato salad explaining that she is a vegetarian.
The salad contains lots of uncooked thinly sliced potato, with a small amounts of shredded potato berry, Rhubarb leaf, Azalea, Larkspur, Sweet Pea seeds and Philodendron leaves soaked in honey water and cream.
The Man slurps down the odd tasting tea and feels a little spacey but instantly in a better more relaxed mood. Sweat glistening on his face and short brown hair damp and limp stuck to his forehead with sweat.
After finishing the salad he can't stop licking his lips and notices heat building in his throat lips and face and a numb tingling is his fingertips and feet.
The Lady remarks, "You don't look well, are you feeling alright pet?"
The Man tries to answer but lips and tongue are swollen and numb, the sounds that come out are just muffled nonsense mixed with drool.
The Lady says "Oh Dear, you do look poorly pet, lets get you to the bathroom and splash your face with some water."
He tries to stand but has almost no strength in his arms or legs and is feeling sick in the stomach.
The Lady drags the Man across the hard wooden floor to the bathroom and slides him into the bathtub. "Just a minute pet, there is one last unpleasant step before we can continue..."
The conscious but mildly disoriented Man lay in the tub and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach.
With a comical crackle and some squirming the Man released his bowels in his pants to giggles from the previously stern faced Lady standing in the doorway setting up a stand.
The Lady ducks out and returns, now with pink rubber gloves and a hens night novelty bottle full of weak Thornapple tea. "Drink this, it will help replace some of the lost fluids."
Through the viewfinder of the Lady's digital camera it is clear the bottle is penis shaped but the man eagerly sucks on it without noticing.
The Lady chokes back a laugh and sets the camera tripod just inside the long thin bathroom of the old country house before undoing the man's pants.
"We'll have to get you out of these soiled clothes I guess." the Lady now with a girlish glee to her voice.
After taking off his clothes and separating his keys wallet and phone she throws the clothes back in the bathtub and turns on the cold shower water.
The Man gasps making faces and squirms and shrieks under the cold blast, all captured in HD by the small camera on the tripod. While he is shocked by the chill, he does not have the strength to get out of the bath.
Tipping in some dish washing liquid and using an old broom the Lady washes away all the poop wee and turns off the shower.
The tea is making the man a little confused and dimming his awareness of what is happening, or at least reducing his will to protest. He can feel its effects but can't stop sucking on that bottle.
"Well pet, tomorrow you have a big day of farm work ahead of you but today I think I can something entertaining for you in the house tonight."
With an old glass jar and brush the lady lightly coats the man's cock and balls with a mixture of cocoa butter and small amounts of sap from Asparagus fern, Crown of thorns and Devil's Ivy. Once again The Lady and disappears down the hall this she returns with some heavy chains clanking.
The man now shivering in the fetal position still clutching his penis shaped drink bottle to his lips he starts to feel a new sensation. A prickly itchy kind of sting in his crotch.
Quickly the prickly sensation intensifies and he spreads his legs wide to stop his thighs from touching his super sensitive cock and balls.
The Lady hangs one end of the chain through a hook under the bathroom light fitting and with a cascade of tinkling sounds one central chain drops into the bath in front of the man's perky inflating pink crotch.
There is a wide metal hook one short and two long chains at the end of the thick chain and another two chains about a metre up the thick main chain. Coiled loosely in the bathtub they look like a bendy stick man figure.
"Very nice, that is even better than I had expected." Says the Lady looking at the helpless Man's crotch.
The sap mixture has swollen his dick and balls up to five times their normal size. The man was fit but not athletic, just an average male body with a larger than average swollen cock and balls, the combination of his cold wet body glistening with erect nipples make for a cheesy gay porn look.
The Lady couldn't resist giving the inflated balls a little slap as she rolled the man over and slid the plug on the wide hook into his ass with a little more dish soap. The wide hook was slightly curved and shaped like narrow bike seat with a butt plug in the middle.
After fixing the chain stirrups to his feet and looping chains around his hands the Lady turned on the winch.
