Ruperts' farm Chapter 9

Clare walked away from Alison and over to Rupert.

"Do you want me to make her come, or shall I edge more?" Rupert thought for a moment before answering.

"No make her come. But not straight away. See how much you can make her beg, then give her a massive release. I've a feeling it will be spectacular. What do you think Pete? Want to see her explode?"

"Fuck yes!" I exclaimed. "We're here for an experience like no other. Alison trusts you implicitly, so whatever you chose. I think she'll kill me if I stop things now, look at her."

We looked across and she was hanging from the leather straps, her arms straight up, her legs were barely holding her up. Her naked body was covered in bite marks, her skin bright red from the spanking and slapping it had endured. Her breasts and chest were heavily flushed from the beating and sexual energy she had endured. Her breathing laboured, like she had run a marathon. Her head drooped down, her torso covered in sweat, drying cum and her thighs also glistening with cum and sweat, legs held apart by a metal rod. But most of all she looked desperate for more of the same treatment she had taken from Cliff and Clare. Her eyes were wide and her mouth smiling at Clare, Rupert and I.

"I've not said my safe word Master. I'm begging you, please don't stop her now. Let me prove to you how much I can take. PLEASE! I'M BEGGING FOR MORE!"

"Very well," Rupert said. 'Carry on Clare. She's all yours.

So to the background sound of sheep bleating, shears clattering, and music from a iPod speaker, Clare walked over to her collection of toys and picked up a vibrator. I say that it was more like a weapon of war! It was about 10 inches long, about the width of a beer can and with a tapering head that buzzed as she turned the other end.

"See this cunt?" she asked Alison in a low menacing voice. "See this? you will have this shoved inside your dripping hole and I'll hold it there until you scream that safe word so loud, they'll hear you across the valley! There won't be a nerve in your body jangling and wanting it to end." With that she full mouth kissed Alison, pulled her nipple hard and slowly moved the weapon down her body. From her lips, cheeks, neck, tits and stomach, the vibrator slowly teased and did it's work of making her shake and shiver. Her voice went up an octave, then down to a growl. Clare slowly circled the hanging, sobbing Alison. Then it was slowly held against her neck, just below her head, down her back, pausing at her arse cheeks, then even more slowly down the length of her arse crack. It was pushed slowly against her arsehole and held there. Not entering it, just at the edge.

Alison was shouting, almost at the top of her voice.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! YESSS! DO IT MORE! TOUCH MY CLIT! PLEASE! MISTRESS, DO IT! OH GOD I CAN'T TAKE MUCH MORE! FUCK! YOU FUCKING WONDERFUL WOMAN! MASTER! TELL HER! DO IT! MAKE ME CUM!"

The words came out in a torrent. Too fast to be thought out. They were a verbal spasm of words, one after the other. As Clare moved the vibrator under her legs and from her arse to her cunt Alisons legs were spasming, her arse cheeks were shaking that much, it was more of a vibration than a shake.

"FUCK! FUCK! GOD FUCK! SHIT! FUCK! YESSS! YESS! OH FUCK! DON'T STOP! FUCK!"

Clare moved the tip of the vibrator a tiny fraction away from her, so that it was barely touching skin.

"NO! NO! NO! PLEASE NO! FUCKING JESUS! STOP! FUCKING HELL! NO PLEASE! OH FUCK!"

All work in the barn had stopped! the men were watching where they stood. Every single one of us had our cocks out and were frantically pulling the head off it! Nothing else existed. A fucking bomb could have gone off and no one would have heard or seen a thing. I don't know how Alison was even conscious. Actually, I don't think she was!

You could literally see the orgasm coming down her body from her brain. The chemicals it was releasing had completely taken over any rational reaction. Her body was shaking, her tits, were shaking, I've never seen nipples so hard, every fibre of Alisons' body was taken over by this demon. She kicked her legs, spun round hanging from the reins.

Clare leaned in "Alison. Say it! Say your safeword and you get the release. That's all you have to do."

Alison took a massive gulp in and screamed at the top of her voice.

"CAPRICORN! CAPRICORN!"

Clare smiled and pushed the head of the vibrator right into Alisons cunt. it went in about 6 inches, maybe a tad more.

"OH FUUUCK!" Then she went limp and nothing else came out of her mouth. She was still breathing, but there was no movement, as Clare pulled out the vibrator. Rupert moved over to release her wrist cuffs from the reins, picked her limp naked body up in his arms and carried her to some hay spread out in an adjacent stall.

"Pete, Harry, bring those blankets and cover her up." He washed out a rag in a bucket of cold water and began to wipe her body, from her head down to her toes.

"You're fine. Don't worry. It's all right we're her for you, just come round slowly." He spoke quietly to Alison. "I've got you. Are you coming back?"

After a few moments, Alison moved her lips, opened her eyes and looked round at the people stood around her.

"What the fuck!" She uttered. "Thank you master, thank you mistress. That was unfuckingbelieveable!" She smiled as she came back to reality." Fucking hell. I completely lost all control of my mind. Pete. You OK?" She looked at my white face.

"I've never seen anything like that in my life. I had no idea it was possible. You literally come to the point of passing out." I couldn't get down on to the floor to hold her head but stood over her helpless, wanting to love her, caress her and show her how much I loved her.

"Later." she said quietly to me. She tried to move to a sitting position, but seemed to faint again.

"Stay still. I'll get you and carry you to the house." Said Rupert tenderly. "Let's get you showered and in bed." He slowly picked her up and like he was holding a child he carried my wife, his toy into the farm house.

Harry said to Cliff. "You guys can knock off for the night. To be honest you've not done that much for the last hour anyway!" He grinned as he said it. " You can make it up tomorrow, because THIS ain't happening again."

I looked at Clare she was slowly packing away her toys and taking down the reins.

"Can I just thank you for what you did. It was the highlight of both our lives. We've had some rides on this journey, but that was just out of this world."

"No need to thank me. It was an absolute pleasure. What a woman you've got. I'll be around in a shot if Rupert rings me again. Give her my love and you need to get over to her."

So I slowly made my way over to the farmhouse. In his bathroom Rupert was washing Alison down. "After your bath, get into bed, yours and Pete's, and we'll talk tomorrow. I have something to tell you both."

"Oh Master! You're not making us leave? Please don't do that. I couldn't bare it if you sent us away. I want to do more for you. Give more to you." her voice quivered and she started to cry.

"We'll talk tomorrow. I think Pete needs to be with you tonight. You were fucking excellent. I'll see you in the morning." He stood up and went out.

"Oh Pete!" She cried. "It's all going to end. I've loved it. I know this has to be what we both want, but do we want it to end?"

"Let's sleep on it and see where we go tomorrow. I love you and this was fucking amazing and shocking all at once. I have no idea what we do. But it's Ruperts' call, he's your master."