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The Yard Boy Cometh
by PetShelly (petshellyiso@hotmail.com)

***

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon when the yard boy comes 
by for his pay. (Mm/F, ped, ist, bd, humor)

***

It was a lovely Saturday afternoon. My husband used to 
spend his Saturdays tending the lawn. Thank goodness he 
had decided to hire a boy to do all of that which gave 
him more time to pay attention to me. 

Since he had the time to pay attention to me, I was 
hanging from my bound wrists in the middle of the 
living room, stretched from the tips of my toes, nude 
except for the light weights hanging from my nipples, 
and covered only by the marks he had made with the crop 
that was swishing again towards the backs of my thighs. 

Just as things were getting really good, someone 
knocked at the door.

"You could ignore that?' I asked, hopefully, concerned 
that he would have to take me down from the hook before 
he could answer the door. "It would be a shame to 
stop."

He grinned, left me hanging, and went to the door. 
Since anyone who stepped through the door would see 
everything, this could get interesting.

"Hi, Mr. Bradford." I heard the voice of the young yard 
boy "I came to collect for the grass."

"Why don't you step inside Josh while I go get your 
money. Just shut the door. No need to air condition the 
neighborhood."

Excuse me? Step inside?

I was facing the door, so I saw it all, widening my 
eyes and shooting frantic signals of 'Ok, very funny, 
Ha-ha. I get the joke. You can stop kidding now!' But 
he wasn't kidding. He turned and walked into the other 
room as Josh stepped through the doorway and closed the 
door behind him.

I stared at Josh and Josh stared at me. 'Hi Josh' I 
managed to squeak out. I wonder if I act as if it's 
perfectly ordinary for a naked, marked woman to be 
hanging from the living room ceiling that he would buy 
that? It might work.

"Umm, Hi, Ms. Bradford." Ok, so Josh was staring, I was 
blushing, he was blushing "Lovely weather we're hav..." 
his voice trailed off as it occurred to him that it had 
been so warm there was no need for clothes. I was going 
to kill Bill…if Josh's parents didn't get to him first.

Bill, the only one who wasn't nervous, walks back in 
the room with Josh's money "Oh, I'm sorry Josh. I 
forgot all about Shelly being there." I really am going 
to kill him "I hope this didn't make you too 
uncomfortable?"

"Oh, no Sir!!"

"Oh, well if it doesn't bother you, would you like to 
stay and have a Coke?"

"Yes, Sir!!" Josh grinned. A very big grin.

"Have a seat on the couch. I'll go get your Coke." Bill 
gave me one last smile and left the room. Josh came 
over to the couch, which was just a couple of feet from 
where I was dangling, and sat down.

"Here you go, Josh" Bill said as he handed him the Coke 
and sat in his chair "I've been meaning to thank you. 
You've been doing a great job on the yard. It's been a 
real weight off of my mind." 

Josh's eyes fixed on my weighted breasts and I blushed 
even more.

"Have you ever seen a nude woman in person, Josh?"

"Not really."

"Would you like to touch her?"

"It would be okay?!"

"Help yourself."

Josh stood up from the couch and reached over and 
touched my waist, softly, hesitantly, first with his 
fingertips, and then, when Bill didn't yell at him, he 
gently flattened his palm against me.

When neither of us told him to stop, he slowly became 
bolder. His hands moved all over me, touching all over, 
lingering over my breasts, the weights, the stripes 
that were scattered across my body. Bill sat in his 
chair, smiling, watching, occasionally saying something 
to encourage Josh to continue.

After Josh had spent several minutes exploring, Bill 
came and unhooked me.

"Do you prefer her hands tied or untied?" he asked.

"Tied please." 

"On your knees, Shelly. Josh, why don't you feed her 
your cock?"

Josh's hands fumbled as he undid his jeans and he 
shoved his cock into my open mouth. He came within a 
minute but I knew the afternoon was just starting. Bill 
was going to let him use me as many times as he wanted. 

Josh came in me nine times before he quit. I had his 
cum everywhere he thought of and a couple of places 
that Bill had suggested. Josh wouldn't leave until he 
had Bill's promise that he could come back. Bill added 
the invitation for him to bring a friend or two on his 
own.

I'm still going to kill Bill. I think I'll do it by 
fucking him to death.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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