daydreams

At work and daydreaming, when I was very young I saw porn that likely was my first indication that I was kinky. Here is a version of what it was mingled of course with my own kinky twists!

He has captured me and I am helpless against him. His strength is to much for me.

We are in his barn and I am bound and gagged in rough sisal that is burning and chaffing my skin at wrists, ankles and waist. My eyes are stinging with tears and he is tying me to a beam with long ropes so my hands are stretched high above me. My shoulders are straining and he places a bale of prickly straw under my feet he has me stand on it. My shoulders are relived slightly but now he is binding me by my waist to
a pillar that is directly behind me.

I struggle but the ropes are entirely to tight for this to do anything but make them dig into my flesh further. Begging behind my gag for freedom. My mind is racing with what he will do to me.

He picks up a long wooden bar and unties my ankles, the bar is placed
between them so my ankles are spread wide, feet still supported by bales. He slips rope between the eyehooks on either end and binds my ankles to them.

I am shuddering in fear. My body fully exposed to him.

He picks up a leather strap and swings it through the air so it whistles as it passes beside me. My bare ass is pressed against a beam, he can only mean to strike breasts and vulva with it.

The first strike falls hard across the top of my breasts and I scream.

He stops and pulls out his pocket knife. Terror as he advances, flipping the blade open and resting the edge against my cheek. I dare not move or breathe, body tensed. His blade slides under the rough rope at my cheek and wiggles as he cuts the rope. The blade is withdrawn and he pulls the gag from my clenched teeth.

"I want to hear everyone of your screams little girl."

His smile is sinister as he tosses the gag to the dirt floor and backs up to take another swing. This blow landes directly over my nipples and I scream in a high pitched wail.

He walks back to rub my breasts in his rough calloused hands. His eyes are gleaming and I am babbling incoherently.

Then he begins to beat my tits with hard sure strokes. My screams echo to the high rafters and I think surely someone will hear and save me.

No one comes.

He is using his strap against my pussy now. I am whimpering in between screams. My lips so swollen and welted. Yet the strikes continue.

I cry and beg for mercy as he slaps that strap harder and harder against my inner thighs. Desperately I am struggling, his arousal is plain on his face. He works his way behind me and manages to strike at my buttocks where there is not enough protection from the pillar.

Pleading for release pleading and telling him I will give him anything he wants. Anything at all.

He circles in front of me tossing the strap to the side and using his fingers to part my pussy lips wide. Oh! Agony in those aching lips.

"You are dripping wet in your lust. Filthy pain slut. You are already
giving me exactly what I want"

With that he thrusts fingers hard inside me and my orgasm rages
through me. Squirting out over his hand and forearm.

"And I shall have even more of you now girl"

He moves away sucking my cum from his fingers and picking up a cane.

He walks back up close to me so I can see this is no bamboo cane. It is made of blackberry and the thorns have been sanded off only where he is holding it in his hand.

I start to scream and beg, "NO NO NO PLEASE OH MY GOD NOOOOOOO"

He only smirks and steps back to take aim at my chest...