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Chapter 5 – The Barn Awaits!
In the barn, the man and the woman brought Julie to a hanging rope with a sturdy carabinier. They clipped her chained wrists to this and the man picked up a control device. He pushed a button and Julie felt her arms raised until they were raised above her head.
The woman went before Julie and looked up and down at the latter remarking, “Tsk, tsk! Your outfit is ruined! Best thing to do is take it off!”
Left ungagged, Julie pleaded, “Please, no! Don’t take off my…mmfff!” The woman moved forward to cover Julie’s mouth and smiled cruelly, “My dear, you can’t do anything about it, now, can you?”
The woman nodded and the man stepped forward. He produced a folding knife and proceeded to quickly and efficiently cut off what remained of Julie’s blouse. At another nod from the woman, Julie’s bra was also cut off, baring her breasts again. The woman briefly fondled them before she stepped back. The man roughly yanked Julie’s pantyhose down leaving her in just her panties. He briefly caressed her bare legs, causing Julie to shudder.
Julie blushed fiercely, humiliated at being stripped in front of her captors, but feeling the tremors of excitement in her stomach again. The woman produced a blindfold which she tied tightly on her victim. She then fetched a spreader bar, which she attached to the captive’s ankles. Julie was yanked lower to the ground since her feet had been spread wide apart.
Dreading what was to come, Julie pleaded anew, “Please, please, don’t…” She felt hands all over her bare body, not knowing which of her captors was touching her. She shook her head and trembled at the liberties being taken with her helpless form. She could feel two hands pawing her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Another pair kneaded her prominent rear and thighs. Julie knew that she did not have the body of a supermodel, but her former lover had commented that she “had curves in the right places.”
And then…pain! Something had struck hear butt before her other butt cheek was caressed. Another blow landed and this time, a loud, “Ow!” was wrenched from Julie’s mouth. The alternating caresses and strikes were confusing her. To her utter astonishment and shame, it was making her wet between her thighs!
More blows and caresses landed on her butt…her thighs…her lower legs…her back. She flinched, squirmed and gyrated from the blows. There was no escaping them! Amidst the pain, she sensed multiple tresses striking her and figured they must be using a flogger. The blows then switched to her front.
When a blow landed on her stomach, she let out with a pained, “Eeeyaahh!”
Then a voice was at her ear, “Tell us what we want to know and this ends…now!”
But Julie sobbed, “But I don’t know anything!”
And then, she felt something hard poking her between her legs. The object was rubbed up and down her panty-covered crotch insistently. The heat and the pain merged into an insistent pressure on her slit and she was losing the will to resist.
“Oooh, uh, uh, ahhh!” were the only things that Julie could utter. A sharp blow against her crotch left her senses reeling. She could not see the woman expertly using the handle of the flogger to torment her womanhood.
Soon, Julie was panting and saying, “Oooh! Almost…there!”
“Enough! You don’t get to cum that easily bitch!” the woman snarled and she pulled at Julie’s hair eliciting a pained grunt from the suspended woman.
And then Julie felt another flash of pain as a clamp bit into her right nipple, then her left.
“Let’s leave her like that for awhile!” said the woman. Then, Julie heard the barn door open then close.
She was alone again…suffering and fearful.
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Julie lost all track of time as she hung in the barn. She had become semi-conscious and had gotten used to the dull ache in her nipples. She barely heard the barn door open again.
“Ohhh, ahhhh!” screamed Julie as both nipple clamps were removed. The pain roused her from her reverie and she heard the man’s voice this time.
“Just look at you! All sweaty now! It must be warm in here, huh? Well, I can fix that!” said the man.
And then, a jet of cold water struck Julie in the stomach. The shock and pressure of the water took her voice away and she could only gasp. The man hosed her entire body from her arms, to her torso and her legs. The man switched angles several times so the torrent hit Julie from the sides and from the back.
“Lookie here! This hose has an adjustable head! You are gonna love this!” exclaimed the man.
When the water returned, Julie felt as if hundreds of needles struck the back of her legs. The needle spray was slowly moved up and down her legs before being targeted onto her buttcrack. This elicited more writhing from Julie as she sensed the spray held on her butt for a far longer time. Her butt was thoroughly punished by the needle spray.
Julie screamed anew as the needle spray found her breasts. She felt as if she couldn’t take in enough air…was he drowning her?
And then, Julie arched her body as the spray found her crotch. The spray initially hurt and then the massaging spray began to feel…different! Julie was moaning now, and this was not just due to pain. The spray punished her pussy until she was writhing helplessly.
And then, the water disappeared! Julie moaned as her imminent climax was denied her. Dripping water and thoroughly drenched, Julie felt her panties briefly pulled down and an object jammed into her needy pussy. Her panties were carefully replaced.
With a sinister chuckle, the man whispered into her ear, “Just so you don’t get lonely!”
And then he was gone.