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1Trespasser and the Three Sisters
Chapter Four- Marci
By The Technician
BDSM M-Solo F/M f/m Bondage Suspension Spanking Humiliation
This is a story in five chapters.
Chapter one is looking back at a childhood event that is background for what happened.
Chapter two relates the adult echo of that event which causes what happened..
Chapter three is what happens with sister one - Darci.
Chapter four is what happens with sister two - Marci.
Chapter five is what happens with sister three - Staci.
Warning: Do not try this at home. This is fantasy folks. It talks about inverted suspension bondage. That is dangerous. It can lead to stroke, loss of your hands or feet and lots of other nasty stuff including death. Be really careful if you start to mix fantasy with reality. Too much whips and leather can lead to a really sore ass - I know. Just a little too much inverted suspension can lead to death - I hope I never find that out, but now you have been warned. I was also warned, and I know it is dangerous, but the moth is still drawn to the flame.
Chapter Four - Marci
Darci’s final warning was that Marci like to inflict sex, not pain on people. What did that mean and what lay in store of the trespasser caught in the sisters’ barn.
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As the small tanks slowly drained, my body was lowered toward the floor of the barn. As soon as I could move my arms far enough I pulled the safety ropes and opened the valves all of the way. My legs dropped rapidly to the ground and I lay on my back for several minutes before finally releasing the cuffs from my wrists and removing the boots.
I was now standing naked in the barn in the mud. It was night, but not overly cool. I opened the door and stepped out into the barnyard area. Under the bright moon I could see my car up at the cemetery. I could also see a lot of water between here and there. I debated risking it and wading or swimming up there. I had a blanket in the trunk I could use to cover myself to get back into my apartment, and I could get a lawyer and handle whatever legal trouble the sisters could cause. After all, it was only trespassing.
My mind kept saying, “Run! Run! Run!” but my body was saying, “Stay! Stay! Stay!.” I stood looking out over the flood waters for almost an hour, and then finally turned, went back into the barn and burrowed down into the hay in one of the stalls. I soon fell fast asleep.
It seemed like only minutes later that I heard the now familiar sound of an ATV approaching the barn. Remembering Darci’s words, I ran over to just in front of the door and knelt down. I placed my head on the soft ground and reached back to grab my ankles.
As I did so, I realized that this was not only was a posture of total submission, it also thrust my ass high up into the air in a lewd fashion. I could feel the morning air on my puckered asshole. I could also feel myself getting hard long before the flash of light announced that the door was being opened and someone was entering the barn..
“Oh goodie,” I heard a voice say, “Our nasty trespasser has decided to let me play with him today.”
There was something very ominous in that pronouncement. I wondered what Marci had in mind for our “play time.”
I didn’t have to wonder very long. “You just stay like that, honeybuns, while I get myself ready.”
Marci went over to the bench, set down a large duffel bag, and began to remove her clothing. Once she was totally nude, she reached into the bag and took out a strangely shaped leather harness and slipped her legs through it. After she adjusted some straps, she pulled a large dildo from the bag and slipped it into place in the harness. When she turned to face me, she was sporting a tremendous plastic erection.
“You know what comes next don’t you, Mr. Trespasser. - - - I DO!” And she started laughing. I was starting to think that I had made the wrong decision to stay and should run now, but Marci was faster than I could have imagined and was suddenly behind me holding my arms.
“Don’t you try to go anywhere, or I will just skip using this lube. Your choice pretty boy.”
I lowered my face back down into the moist earthen floor. I don’t know what kind of lube she had, but it was very slick and rather foul smelling. “This is birthing grease,” she said. Some of the slickest stuff there is. You could ram a telephone pole up a fly’s asshole using this stuff.”
A few moments later it felt like that was what she was doing to me. I had tried some small dildos back there a couple of times and found it rather stimulating, but what she was wearing was anything but small. She began thrusting into me and just kept pounding away. After what seemed to be hours, she started making what can only be described as howling noises. It sounded like a tiger behind me and then suddenly she gave a shrill shriek and lay still on my back.
“Was that good for you? Well, it doesn’t make any difference if it was or not, because I loved it and I loved doing it to you.”
She pulled herself out of me and walked back over to the bench. When she cam back, she was totally naked and very shiny with sweat.
“Darci told me you do real good upside down head. I’ve never tried that before, so we are going to get you back into your boots and cuffs and see what you can do for me. Lets start with you pumping some water up into the tank.”
Soon it was me that was covered in sweat. The sun was up and it was again like a steam bath in the closed barn. I stopped at 50 gallons, but Marci said “Oh, no. You need at least 100 gallons to do this right.” So, I continued pumping until Marci was satisfied.
“Before we string you up, we had better feed and water you. Don’t want you heat-stroking out on us before you meet Staci. There are some energy bars in that backpack. You can trust the water from that pump, just open the pit cock on the side to fill that bucket.”
I ate several of the energy bars and drank enough water to be sure that I was hydrated. I had to be careful not to eat or drink too much or hanging upside down could cause me to puke, which you really don’t want to do in that position.
Finally I was back in my boots and cuffs and laying on the ground with Marci standing over me. “You don’t need to connect the hands. We will just let them swing free so you can hold on to me.”
With that she opened the drain on the big, upper tank and the small tanks began to fill. Just like before my feet rose up into the air and I was hanging suspended from the chains. Also just like before, the small tanks came all the way down to the ground and buried their drains in the dirt.
“Let’s see what you can do to make me happy,” said Marci with a smile as she pulled me toward her.
I reached up around her waist and pulled my face into her dripping cunt. Within just a few moments, she was writhing and screaming and howling. Suddenly I felt her mouth close in on my stiff erection. She was sucking so hard that it was painful while at the same time bobbing her head up and down on the shaft. Again like before she let out a high pitched scream or wail and was suddenly still. Then she slowly and softly continued her blowjob until I exploded in her mouth.
She stepped back and smiled at me with cum dripping on her chin and then bent down and kissed me full in the mouth. As she slid her tongue into my mouth, she spit my cum deep into my throat. Then she laughed and said, “You and I could have a lot of fun together, beauty buns. You are almost as twisted as I am.”
She then walked over to the small tanks and began washing herself off with the water. “Darci and I will be back with Staci in the morning. Don’t go anywhere. Just be here in the barn naked and ready when we get here.”
After she finished dressing and putting all of her stuff into the duffel bag, she came back over and worked on something behind me and then stood in front of me, “Your safety ropes are hanging four feet behind you. If you get yourself swinging hard enough, you should be able to reach them and open the valves. I added a reducer to the output, so it should only take four or five hours for the tanks to drain sufficiently for your to release your feet. After you get free, there is food and some energy drink over at the bench. Have fun.”
As she walked out the door, she looked back over her shoulder and said, “Oh, and Darci and I might want to go skinny dipping in the morning, so you get daddy’s tank all pumped up full, you hear? And we better see water pouring out of the overflows when we arrive or your honey buns will get really toasted.”
End of Chapter Four
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