Down on the Farm

Some of the smacks were very hard and echoed in the barn. Some were soft, almost love pats. None were above the top of Natasha's ass, but several were slightly below the round of her rump. Those hurt the worst. It was a light, love pat that Natasha counted as twenty-four. Then Annabelle moved to squat once again in front of Natasha. And once again Natasha found that her gaze was drawn between Mistress Ann's legs.
"Look up at my face," Annabelle said firmly. "This last one is going to hurt a lot, but you don't have to count it. I will reset your program before I leave. Your release mechanisms are almost melted. You should be able to free yourself soon."
She reached under Natasha with one hand and gently massaged Natasha's right breast. Then looking her directly in the eyes she said, "If you want more, come back here next Saturday night at nine." She laughed and said, "You won't have to bring your release mechanisms. I will take care of all that." She smiled as she stood back up.
"Think about it," she said as she brought the crop down in a wide swinging arc directly between Natasha's upturned asscheeks. A lightning bolt of pain exploded in Natasha's cunt and ass and she screamed and thrashed in her restraints.
When she stopped screaming, Annabelle was gone. And the vibrators... all of them... were at maximum. It was only a moment before Natasha was once again screaming, only this time it was not in pain. A massive orgasm was tearing through her body. If she was not held so securely in place she surely would have thrown herself to the ground.
That orgasm passed, but the vibrators continued to torture her helpless body. She was taken to the peak again... and again... and again. She didn't think it was possible to have so many orgasms. She was even beginning to think that she wouldn't survive another... or another... or another.
Then one of her arms was free. The ice had melted. She quickly freed her other hand and attempted to stand up. She almost made it, but another orgasm caused her to lie back over the saddle stand. When it passed, she stood and fumbled at the straps holding her boots to the floor. She had to endure one final orgasm as she stood in front of her computer trying to shut everything down.
When everything was quiet, she sank to the floor and sat there cross-legged for a long time. Then she stood and very carefully removed the dildo and ass plug. She would be very tender down there for hours, or even days. She reached back and rubbed her ass. She would be tender there also. It wasn't until she started putting things back into the duffel bag that she realized that she had not removed the nipple clamps. She yelped loudly as she removed each clamp and circulation returned to her swollen nipples.

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