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Harry pays back the farmer’s wife
Harry pays back the farmer’s wife

The first thing Harry did then he had caught his employer, the farmer’s wife, by surprise and had tied her to the fence, was to remove the painful fish hooks from his foreskin and carefully pull the eight nails from his tormented scrotum. The nails had sort of blended with the wood in which they had been hammered and were quite hard – and painful – to remove. He also unlocked the nose ring that had disfigured his face for weeks on end.

It made a world of difference, when the pain subsided from his foreskin and his scrotum. The wooden plank and the plastic nose ring ended up in the dustbin in the kitchen, just like the nails and the fish hooks. On second thoughts, we took them out of the bin. You never knew when and where they would come in handy.

Harry had decided to continue the farmer’s business on the very isolated farm, with the assistance of the farmer and Nell. The farmer’s wife would be kept as a pig, vegetating. He had learnt enough about farming during the weeks of his apprenticeship to be able to continue without his ugly boss. He would not make her disappear from the face of the earth, but he would repay her for everything she had done to him and which had almost turned him into an emotional wreck. He bahis şirketleri was ever so relieved that the tables had turned now.

He walked to the stables, where a great hump of flesh revived and started swearing and shouting. ‘Do you think you will get away with this, you urchin? My husband will untie me and my revenge will be something you will remember the rest of your life, Harry! What I have in mind for you will erase all memories of the past few weeks. Untie me now! You are going to regret this.”

Harry tried to keep cool and be in control of the situation. While his heartbeat was speeding up, he began to tear off the rest of the farmer’s wife’s clothes. Her skirt was the easiest to remove, to just pulled it down from her enormous bum. It made her angrier of course, but Harry did not mind. The next piece were her oversized knickers. The farmer’s wife started kicking, but Harry was an artful dodger. The last garment he tore to shreds, was her huge bra. Like two buckets sewn together.

The farmer’s wife was not proud of her blubbery, fat body that clearly had never been exposed to the sun. Her husband was allowed to see it in half-dark, and only her back, when he did his standard doggy chore on and in her. This was mainly to prevent her cunt from drying out. And – win freebet veren siteler win – it allowed the farmer to empty his balls once in a while.

And now here she was, stark naked, after Harry had removed all her clothes. She looked like a huge pig. The only thing missing was a nose ring. And the smell of a pig, even though the stable trench came close to that. But maybe the nose ring was a nice idea, Harry thought.

Harry was a bit indecisive about his next step. He just opened his trousers, took his limp dick out and started peeing the farmer’s wife in her face. She was taken by surprise and tried to get out of the jet stream. But she had little room for manoeuvre because of the many ropes with which she had been tied to the iron fence. She felt pee starting to burn in her eyes, and Harry was clearly enjoying this. He was disappointed that his bladder was empty after some 30 seconds.

‘This is the limit, Harry. And you have gone past it. Now there will be hell to pay.’ This did not worry Harry at all, because she could not escape. And he was not religious, and neither was the farmer’s wife. Although she would be praying for someone to save her from Harry’s revenge soon.

Of course, Harry would stop feeding the farmer’s wife. Never mind, she had deneme bonusu veren siteler some fat reserves. Her skin would undoubtedly start to wobble even more and this thought excited Harry. One of his many hang-ups … How many did he have, by the way? Being a slave and being subdued had pushed his other preferences below the surface for quite some time.

Thus he started thinking about nailing her huge fleshy labia to the same wooden plank she had used on him. And he would pierce her big nipples with the fish hooks she had being using on him. This would make her enormously sagging white udders look quite kinky. Harry felt an erection coming …

But first he wanted to starve her as much as possible, to weaken her opposition and try to break her. Now, there was still too much energy in her. If he wanted to do what he planned to do to her, he would need the farmer and Nell to help him control her anyway.

He could not get his crazy ideas out of his head, he was so full of strong feelings of revenge. So he walked to the kitchen to get two fish hooks. With one foot and his full weight, which was only half that on his ‘opponent’, he tried to keep the farmer’s wife down, took a nipple between two fingers and pierced it with the fish hook. The hook appeared at the other end, quite easily.

The farmer’s wife has screamed her lungs out. Crying like the pig Harry would transform her into. ‘Well, now you know what I went through. And there is a lot more to come!’, Harry said calmly. And he took the other nipple, and pushed the fish hook through its boney flesh.

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