Chapter 2

The rest of the day was a bit of a blur, I didn’t even go home, I just carried on with my job, going to my car and driving to the next location for the survey. I do remember having to wash my pussy several times in the river, though. Barny’s stuff just kept leaking out of me and running down my thighs, I had no panties to soak it all up.

When I got home I was disgusted with myself, I couldn’t get the picture of me and the dog out of my head, the way I cum while that man watched me, it was just so wrong. Jane phoned but I didn’t want to talk, I fobbed her off, telling her I had a headache.

The next day I was at the river doing my job, my pussy hurting and my body sore from the scratches Barny had left. As hard as I tried to forget about the previous day I just couldn’t, every little sound made me jump expecting to see that man and his dog, it was awful. After a couple of hours walking, I stopped for a rest, taking out my flask and having a cup of tea, leaning against an old Oak tree.

I gazed out on the river and began reliving, for the hundredth time, what happened yesterday. My dress today was much the same as the previous days, just blue but this time I had my panties on. I sipped my tea and closed my eyes, images of Barny on my back flooding into my head. The way he felt as he fucked me and the orgasm he gave me made me shiver, my pussy twitching despite it hurting from his huge cock.

‘Oh god, Emma, stop it, you stupid girl.’ I said out loud, my fingers under my dress, gently touching my bruised pussy.

My pussy was wet, I could feel the dampness through the material, it made me angry, how could I feel like this? I kept asking myself. I got up and started on the survey again, hoping I could keep my mind from wandering back to yesterday.

I managed for most of the day but as I returned to my car, I saw someone walking toward me. My heart began to race, I could feel it thumping in my chest and my breathing became ragged. Somehow, I managed to keep walking, the sweat trickling down my chest between my tits, making me aware of my erect nipples. I looked down at them and saw them sticking out clearly, mortified by my body’s behaviour.

I was looking down as we met, a sudden cheery hello making me look up. It was a stranger and he was perfectly normal, just saying hello.

‘Hello, I replied, it’s a lovely day.’

‘Yes, beautiful.’ He responded, walking on.

When I got to my car I leaned against it, looking back at the man, laughing at my stupidity but feeling something funny in my tummy. I drove home, still feeling silly but better, I was hungry.

The next few days passed much like today, my imagination running wild and my thoughts always going back to Monday, no matter what I did to try and stop them. My pussy was better and the soreness had gone, only to be replaced by a constant other feeling.

Tom had asked me to pop into the office this morning, he wanted to see my paperwork and just check everything was going ok. He was very pleased with my progress, telling me how invaluable this data would be. He then told me a farmer had called him and told him he thought there was a pair of river warblers nesting on his land. He wanted me to check it out, but be very careful not to disturb them and to get a photo if I could, he was very excited, I could tell.

He gave me the location and sent me on my way, telling me I had been there already but the birds probably had only just started nesting.

When I got to the location, I was shocked, it was where I was fucked by Barny. I nearly drove off but just sat there, looking into the field, frozen, not knowing what to do. The man’s words running through my head; the price I would have to pay if I trespassed again, I shivered and kept looking, expecting to see Barny running toward me.

Eventually, I got out of the car and stood by the gate, my heart pounding, my eyes scanning the area, trying to decide if I should risk it. I then realised I was wearing the same dress, I couldn’t believe it, was it fate, I asked?

I decided I had to do it, look for the nesting site, I couldn’t exactly tell Tom about what happened, what would he think of me? I opened the gate and stepped into the field, another shiver going down my spine, my nipples suddenly aching, just to add to my confusion. The cows came to see me, again, losing interest fairly quickly, leaving me to walk to the river by myself.

All the time I was walking I was looking around, half expecting to see the man, scared but not turning back, suddenly determined to do my job.

Apparently, they were nesting on the bend, near the rotten old rowing boat. I arrived and began looking, camera in hand, hoping this was not just a ruse to get me here. The sun was blazing down on me, making me all sweaty as I walked up and down, looking in every likely nesting spot but finding nothing. After an hour I sat down, taking my water bottle out and gulping half of it down in one go, I was so thirsty.

Tom would be disappointed but at least I tried. I was under a tree trying to keep cool, sipping my water and looking for a tiny little bird that could fly by me and I wouldn’t even notice it. I giggled and threw a stone into the water, enjoying the shade, closing my eyes for a few minutes while I relaxed.

‘Well, hello Emma. Why are you on my land again, trespassing?’ A horribly familiar voice suddenly asked.

I cried out and jumped up, shocked to see the man and Barny. Barny on a lead wagging his tail like crazy, the man leering at me.

‘I’m ... not ... trespassing, I’m doing ... my ... uh ... job. You called ... uh ... Tom about nesting ... birds.’ I stammered, sounding pathetic.

‘I didn’t phone anyone, I couldn’t care less about some bird nesting. I’m only interested in my cattle and land. You are trespassing, now come here, you know the price for that.’ He said, still leering at me.

‘No ... stop this, please. I didn’t do anything wrong. You ... you ... did phone. Please.’ I begged, my body feeling so hot and sweaty.

‘Emma, you want this, that’s why you trespassed, just accept you want Barny. Now come here.’ He ordered, sounding very serious.

‘Please, let me go, I’m sorry ... please.’ I pleaded, my legs feeling very weak.

‘Come here, now.’ He shouted, now angry.

I let out a little gasp, scared by his anger, walking slowly to where they were, my heart pounding in my chest. It was as if I was under his spell, hypnotized by some evil creature, I felt powerless to resist.

‘Good girl’, he said, as I stood there, shaking.

His fingers went to my buttons, undoing the first one. I gasped again, knowing what was coming, my hand going to his, holding it.

‘Uh uh, no, hands down.’ He told me, sternly.

I dropped my hand, looking down at Barny, he was sitting patiently, his tail still wagging, his long tongue hanging out, drool dripping to the floor. I shivered as my eyes saw his cock, bright red and sticking out, ready to fuck me.

Before I could regain my thoughts, my dress was falling from my body, landing at my feet, the warm sun feeling good against my skin.

‘Oh Emma, look at those nipples, so long and so hard, anyone would think you’re excited. Are you excited, Emma?’ He asked, reaching out and pinching one, making me gasp and wince.

I didn’t answer him, it was too humiliating, being naked and treated this way, I just stared at Barny.

‘Answer me.’ He demanded, his other hand pushing my panties down.

‘No ... no ... i’m not, I hate this.’ I whispered, lifting my leg and letting my panty’s fall to my ankles.

‘Good girl, but I think you are, look how eager you are to lose those panties.’ He sniggered., twisting my nipple, the pain delicious.

He unhooked Barny, the big dog going straight for my pussy as the man stepped aside. He knocked me back, his head pushing hard between my thighs, forcing them apart, revealing my wet and puffy pussy, his tongue diving between my lips, licking furiously. I moaned loudly, unable to hold it in, blushing even more if that was possible.

The man just smiled, I had to look at him, see if he heard me. He did, of course, his arrogant grin telling me instantly. I wobbled backwards, the feeling of his tongue and his sheer power making me feel weak, it was beyond humiliating.

‘On all fours, he needs to breed his bitch and she definitely needs it.’ He laughed, again.

I was going to beg, again but as I looked into his eyes, I knew it was pointless, he wanted to see me fucked by his dog and nothing I said would change this, my fate was sealed. I knelt in front of him, submitting to them both, waiting for my lover to take me, waiting to be humiliated for this man’s pleasure.