Inside Southern's Barn (BDSM Extreme)

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Within the quiet little homestead, tucked back beyond the coral, is a barn. Now the barn with horses and livestock is all towards the opposite end of the property. Legend says this barn is haunted. The screams and shrieks can be heard as far as the next county. However, it's really southern_slut's ultimate den. Within here all subs, slaves, pets, and property may be locked in a stable for their Owner's use. If the Owner would like the toys be shared, they need only leave the stable open. Naturally an open, occupied stable is seen as an invitation. The hay loft has been redesigned to feature couches, chairs, a bar, and even a few glory holes in the stalls along the far wall. Make yourselves at home. Remember though, consent is key. Limits are decided by the players. Have fun!
 
Good evening ma'am

Why, yes. How may I help you today?

*Fidgeting with the brim of my hat* I am looking for Ms. Southern's Barn, but this surely can't be it. This place is so beautiful and you ma'am are obviously no farm girl.................
 
*Fidgeting with the brim of my hat* I am looking for Ms. Southern's Barn, but this surely can't be it. This place is so beautiful and you ma'am are obviously no farm girl.................

"No farm girl?"

Looking down at my white shirt and coveralls with the sleeves tied around my waist.

"Honey, I'm a woman of many talents."
 
I'm sorry ma'am

"No farm girl?"

Looking down at my white shirt and coveralls with the sleeves tied around my waist.

"Honey, I'm a woman of many talents."

I have spent a lot of time on the farm, but I have never seen any farm girl as pretty as you are. Is this the right place? I came to check your breeding stock. They come highly recommended by some friends of mine in the city................
 
"Oh yes, you're in the right place. What kind of stock did you have in mind? This is the horse stable but there's cattle grazing about 30 acres west and pigs downwind of the house. Wait, the city? I think I know what stock you're looking for sweetie..."
 
Yes ma'am. I was wunderin if you might need some help around here. I can work as hard as any one and as long as you need. I just need a job is all with things as bad as they are. I promise I won't disappoint you.
 
"Well there's plenty of work minding the stables. We have the girls on this side and they need training."

Opening a stall you see three young red heads. Striped naked and bound with dirt up to their ankles and tears running down their eyes.

"They need to be taught and broken in properly. Can you handle that?"
 
"Um . ." I can't believe this. I mean horses I understand but braking in girls. I need this job though. "yes. . yes ma'am. . I can do that."
Ryan swallowed hard as his jeans began to strain from his swelling cock.
"I'll just go get my whip then"
 
"Good, start with this one and we'll see how you do."
Pulling one of the girls out by her hair and leading her to the coral.
"Keep fighting and I'll get mean again!"
 
"Good, start with this one and we'll see how you do."
Pulling one of the girls out by her hair and leading her to the coral.
"Keep fighting and I'll get mean again!"

Pulling the gate to the coral shut he watched as she sat in the middle, eyes lowered filled with tears, covering her chest as best she could, legs crossed with embarrassment.
"Ma'am Im gona need you to listen real good okay. I dont want to get mean but I need this job and right now, that means you doin what yer told. Now Go ahead and get up of the ground."
 
I quietly enter the property looking for signs of life, but there was no one to be seen. People told me about those stables, but when I get here after some days walking on foot, where is everyone?

I walk close to the door and yell "Anyone home?", hoping someone would answer me.
 
Coming around the corner with an aged mare on her last legs in tow.

"Oh hi! Marcie we have a visitor!"

Marcie just meanders over to the coral as I wave you inside.

"hello hello, welcome to my barn!"
 
My expression lightens up when I see a human around.

"Hello, miss, and helllo Marcie!", I say tilting my head to the mare as I follow you and pass under your barn's gate.

"That's a nice place you have here, lady. You live all by yourself?"
 
"Oh yes, just myself and whomever comes through. Follow me, what brings you out this way?"
 
"Some guys at the bar, close to the city, 2 days from here, said I could male a life here, work for food and a place to stay as long I give my best, but I never imagined that there would be such a welcoming hostess here."
 
"I have to be,"

Waving at the rack next to me featuring a series of riding crops and bullwhips.

"Because these are not for the animals."
 
I look at the rack and instead of seeing fear inside me, I tremble in excitement and open a smile.

"I would never have guessed", I say while I pass my hands thru my hair. "They seem a little dusty though, you haven't been using them lately?"
 
"Some do but not enough. We have a few ladies working, like here."

Opening a stable stall the sight of a young Asian woman bound tightly in the corner graces your eyes. Her mascara has been running down her cheeks for ages now and she's bitten marks into the rubber ball gag in her mouth.

"Wendy tried to be a brat with me and she got the bullwhip. Five lashes at the whipping post behind the coral."

I close the stall door and step close to you.

"Are you the kind who likes wielding the whips or being whipped?"
 
(My internet wasn't working, sorry)

That was a though question, I though. "I like being...", I said, and stopped.

I closed my hands. I got out of town to be a different man, to change my way of life. That was my first challenge, I would not let it pass by.

" I like to whip.", I said, after a long breathe.
 
"Great, let's see what you've got..."

I grab a few lengths of rope and a bull whip and call for you to follow me to the whipping posts out back.

"Tie me to the post and whip me. Show me how you'll handle my workers."
 
That was it, I said to myself.

After following you, I looked around and then to the rope at my hand. I grabbed you by your arm and placed your back at the cold post.

"Well, if you wanna look how I will do it, you will have to be facing me"

After tying your hand behind it, I look at you, searching for something that could be missing. Ah, that was it. I place the rope around your neck and tie it behind the post, this way you would have to endure the whip without moving your head.

I get the whip from your hands and give a few steps back. That was it, let's see how I would perform.

"Ade you ready? At the three." - breathe - "One!"

And I whip your belly fiercefully.

"Two!"

And I swing it two times, hitting your left breast and your belly again, leaving a red trail on it.

"Three!"

Another whip land at your breast, one in your cheek and the last one at your thigh.

"So, do you think you deserve more?"
 
My breathing is heavy and my cries of pain went as far as the main house. My bare skin was alive with the tails and the obvious signs of recent torture.

"I want more. God it's been so fucking long!"
 
My breathing was heavy after seeing that. I felt alive. First time holding a whip and I've never wondered would be so thrilling.

Without warning you I raise my arm and give a swing harder than the others, using the strength of my back to amplify it. It lands on your chest with a loud sound, followed by a yell. I could see a slight trail of blood where the whip landed, tearing your skin apart.

And another one. This time I made a horizontal motion, landing a slash at the height of your belly. I could see you flinch, but the ropes around your neck prevented you from fully doing it.
 
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