M. she was driving through the gates and up the rough track.She stopped the car outside the house in a clean and well-swept yard, bordered by whitewas...hed farm buildings. The house itself was built in stone with a thatched roof. She spent a few moments making sure she looked her best, straightening her pleated skirt and checking her white blouse was properly tucked in. Her high-heeled black sandals were clean.Jill wasn't surprised when there was no answer to the doorbell; farmers were busy. She nodded in agreement.I tied her hand and legs. I turned her around and started spanking her with my belt. She was moaning with every spank. Her pussy was dripping wet. After spanking her till her ass was red, i turned her around and clamped her nipples and pussy. I tried to pull the clamps to give her more pain. After having some fun i tied her to the four corners of the bed. I put a ball gag in her mouth. I placed my cock on her wet pussy, and gave a powerful thrust. She screamed even the. So you might wonder if all the men in village, where I live have a permanent smile on their faces, and their wives and girlfriends hate me, I would have to answer honestly and say they dont, why?I dont fuck them, but I want to, and they know it, so just being in that mindset, is enough for me to get off sexually, but it does have its drawbacks.I am a voyeur, an exhibitionist, a cock tease, you think about it, and my picture will arise, well with the eyes blurred out, but everything else that's. When I was..um.. young I 5was gorgeous.B cup tits, perfect girlish figure, hips, ass, pretty face,drop dead legs, everything.My older br0ther turned me into a prostitute and used hisconnection with our f@mily doctor to procure perv -oh, I mean, clientsto fuck me.But that's another story.This is the story of how I was r@ped only half against my will.I was dressed as a slut, as usual.My ”slut uniform” Open Toe Clear Sandals with 4 inch heelsthat showed my feet like they were bare. Fire Engine.