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Phoenix always had a love for animals and travel and had recently answered a Job advert as a live-in ranch hand. The role seemed exciting as she would be living out in the mid-western countryside and get to attend to animals every day.
Phoenix had a Gorgeous hourglass figure, platinum blonde hair, deep blue eyes, full lips and straight teeth. She had a warm and friendly personality with a strong air of confidence as deep down she knew she was sexy.
On the morning of her arrival, she wore her platinum blonde hair in plaited pigtails, a red and black plaid shirt and light blue overalls with one shoulder strap. She went to the effort to make her best country girl impression. Of course, behind the persona, she still wore full make-up and looked more like a model wearing country girl attire for a stylish magazine.
As she drove down the long driveway into the ranch she saw a creepy-looking man with greasy hair on either side of his head and bald in the middle with a dirty blonde/greyish beard leaning on an old red pickup truck which immediately gave her a sense of dread in her stomach and she secretly hoped it wasn’t her host. Phoenix got out of her vehicle and with a superficial smile and exuberance said:
“Heeeeeey. I’m Pheonix,” and put out her hand to shake the stranger’s hand.
The stranger looked her up and down as his eyes ravished her body and simply just nodded his head as he smiled with missing teeth and said “You can call me Ronnie.”
Pheonix stood there with her hand still stretched out as he left her hanging, to which Pheonix felt a sense of embarrassment but figured it was just the mid-western way of culture and never thought anything else of it. Perhaps they did things differently out here and weren’t as civilized as people from the city.
“Best you get to bed soon; we start early tomorrow; I’ll show you your quarters,” said Ronnie.
As they walked into the Barn, Phoenix was hit with an immediate smell of animal manure and stale food scraps. The barn was cold and unkept and catered mostly to pigs and cows.
As they walked up the creaky stairs, Ronnie opened a large wooden door that almost fell off its hinges, and they entered a closet-sized room with a camping bed and bucket of water and sponge in the corner.
“It ain’t no palace but it’s a roof and served plenty of folks just fine before yourself,”
Pheonix being the friendly type and feeling slightly intimidated by Ronnie, optimistically played along and pretended to act grateful. Secretly, she was planning on running away as soon as Ronnie left her company.
“I’ll let you settle in tonight as we got a long day tomorrow” said Ronnie as he looked her up and down once more and turned and shut the large barn door.
Pheonix once again put on her fake smile and charade and even thanked Ronnie for showing her around and providing the hospitality, as she didn’t want to alarm him.
About 10 minutes went by, and Phoenix took a tour and wandered over to the pigs and cows and stood in shock about how her dream getaway was quickly turning into her worst nightmare.
She mecidiyeköy escort figured enough time had gone by not to alarm Ronnie and went to open the barn door but it was sealed shut. Phoenix felt her heart jump and reached for her phone only to realise there was zero signal. She felt as if she had been in a real-life horror movie as she looked around – trying to find an exit – only to realise that the windows on the barn were over 10-foot fight and small rectangles with iron bars behind them.
Rather than waste any more nervous energy and seeing the hopelessness of the situation, she returned to “her quarters” and drifted off on an empty stomach to hatch her escape when Ronnie eventually returned in the morning — at least she hoped he returned! Pheonix was too shy and intimidated to even knock on the walls and cry out as she didn’t want to embarrass herself.
Eventually, she drifted off and woke up around dawn.
It wasn’t long before she heard someone unlocking the hatch on the barn door and felt a sense of relief. It was much warmer this morning, and Ronnie entered the barn holding a pitchfork and wearing no shirt. Much to Phoenix’s surprise, Ronnie had an incredibly chiselled physique and was completely ripped with defined abs with light brown/greyish hair across his body. Ronnie’s physique was a stark contrast to his appearance as he appeared to look like a dirty mechanic and stereotypical redneck. Pheonix couldn’t help but feel Ronnie was the epitome of masculinity, not just his appearance but the fact he never sucked up to her or put her on a pedestal like so many other guys she’d met in her life.
Ronnie then handed her the pitchfork and told her to get started mucking out the stalls; the sooner she was done, the sooner they could have breakfast.
“Show me how you muck out a stall,” Said Ronnie.
Pheonix replied nervously “Could you perhaps show me as it’s my first time”
Ronnie hastily replied, “Y’all the one who said you have experience with animals; muck out the damn stall!”
Pheonix stood there stunned, feeling silly, holding a pitchfork in her hand, knowing she was just a city girl, putting on a country girl persona and feeling like a total fraud.
Ronnie then shook his head and snatched the fork out of her hand quite angrily as he proceeded to give her a rushed demonstration and said:
“See, all ya do is pick up the cow shit! And placed it in the old wheelbarrow. “It ain’t rocket science! Now get to picking up the shit, dammit!”
Ronnie handed the fork back to Pheonix. She felt rocked to her core; no man had spoken to her like that in her life, and all the pretty charm and good looks in the world weren’t going to save her. Ronnie was having none of it.
Pheonix felt completely degraded yet also intimidated and shocked as she proceeded to pick up cow shit while Ronnie stood there observing her, and she felt the intensity of his glare. Pheonix put her back into it and did her best to do a good job just to avoid any further verbal abuse. In a way – the experience beşiktaş escort made her feel quite humbled. It certainly was an experience, to say the least!”
Some moments went by when Ronnie said “That’s it, you never know, maybe you were born for this after all,”
The comment again stunned and humbled Phoenix as it completely stripped back her identity and arrogance. How dare he say her life’s purpose was to pick up cow shit in his dilapidated old barn.
“After you have done here, we move onto milking the cows; I’ll go get set up,” remarked Ronnie.
As Pheonix continued to muck out the stalls, she felt a a wave of emotions rush over her. She was repulsed, but every time she looked over at Ronnie and his ripped physique and manly collarbone-length beard, she felt slightly turned on, so much so that she undid a few buttons from her red and black plaid shirt, which revealed some cleavage. She figured if she could show off the cleavage from her double-d fake breasts, it might prevent any further mistreatment from Ronnie.
Mucking out the stalls was quite physical work, and Pheonix began to sweat. Her cleavage began to shimmer; she occasionally wiped her brow, which left traces of dust across her face and wiped her make-up off. She was beginning to look and behave like a real country girl and a far cry from the stuck-up city girl that arrived yesterday.
“Get over here,” Said Ronnie, gesturing towards the stool. Pheonix sat down on the milking stool as Ronnie crouched down behind her, and she felt him breathing down her neck; she felt the bristles from his beard on her shoulder and the side of her face. He had the perfect view of her cleavage. Ronnie demonstrated how to milk the cow as he crouched behind her and sat his head on her right shoulder with his outstretched arms wrapped around her body as he began milling the cow while Pheonix stood staring straight ahead in disbelief at what was happening yet also feeling slightly aroused. She could feel Ronnie staring directly into her cleavage without even trying to hide it, yet she pretended she couldn’t notice as she continued watching him walk the cow.
“Now your turn,” said Ronnie
“B,b,b I’ve never…” studded pheonix as Ronnie interrupted her and said “Don’t tell me you ain’t done anything like this before” Ronnie once again demonstrated the milking motion, but the undertone of his comment revealed sexual reference, to the action of wanking dicks.
Pheonix got the hint and started milking the cow in the same manner she gave handjobs.
After the milking, Pheonix stood up and noticed Ronnie had a visible erection through his pants and wasn’t embarrassed at all.
Ronnie feasted his eyes over her once more and said “You done a good job this morning,” and reached behind and brazenly groped her fat ass and squeezed her Vagina.
Pheonix formed a stunned expression and couldn’t believe what just unfolded. Initially, she felt disturbed, yet her outrage conditioning quickly wore off, and she began to feel aroused.
“Don’t give me that etiler escort look; I saw the way you were looking at me,'” said Ronnie as he squeezed her lips together with his hand and, in doing so, smeared further grime on her face.
Pheonix fixed her gaze at Ronnie and arched her back straight in disciplinary fashion as Ronnie said, “Git here,” and grabbed her by the back of her hair and marched her over to a haystack. Ronnie tore off her clothes, in the same way hyenas would tear into a steak and revealed Pheonix’s gorgeous, hourglass figure with tight skinfolds on either side of her hips. Pheonix was still shimmering in sweat from the stalls when Ronnie bent her over on all fours and began smearing the sweat across her big bubblebutt, in the same way, pornstars smear baby oil.
“Mmmmm, look at these pretty holes,” said Ronnie.”
It was at this stage that Pheonix was the horniest she’d ever felt in her entire life. She felt as if she wore about to be fucked by Wolverine and completely ignored Ronnie’s decrepit old face – instead – she was totally fixated on his ripped body, large dick and superior masculinity.
Ronnie was all man and feverishly plunged his dick into Pheonix’s anus.
“Ahhhh, that’s it, HOE”, Said Ronnie. As he began penetrating her beautiful ass.
“I just keep pumping that hole”
Mmmm “Keep pumping that hole,” Ronnie repeated over and over again as if he was performing farmwork fencing and her asshole was merely just a posthole and his cock was the posthole digger. He was going to work! Every time he plunged is cock into her ass, he retracted it completley before plunging it straight back in with the repeated motion of insertion. Ronnie held his cock with one hand as he continued to pump her ass. Pheonix couldn’t help herself and the slut within her replied “fuck that dirty hole” she then reached behind her legs and started feeling Ronnie’s big balls as he gaped her ass out and shot his load deep inside her butthole and let out an animalistic roar.
At that very moment, Ronnie placed a steel milkng bucket between her legs and said “Yeaah, get it out hoe, I want to see you shit that out, show me how you shit hoe.”
For the first time in her life Pheonix felt herself in such a vulnerable and degrading situation yet she felt she was pushing her sexual boundaries and the new experience was riveting and completlety humbling her. Not to mention
– giving her the strongest orgasms of her life.
She continued rubbing her pussy as she farted all of Ronnie’s cum out of her ass as he spread her cheeks wide and glared into her sexy hole.
“Now you’ve earned your breakfast.” said Ronnie,”
He then took her over to a table where she was presented with some of Ronnie’s leftover cornbread from the day before. Pheonix didn’t care as she’d worked up quite an appetite after going to bed without supper the last night and just completing a marathon sex session. She tucked into the cornbread and it was the best meal she’d ever had in her life.
“See you this afternoon,” said Ronnie.
Pheonix then returned to her quaters and was feeling giddy and excited about her new life being a barnyard sex slave, becoming dirtier and dirtier and living off Ronnie’s food scraps whilst being reffered to by her new name “Hoe.” She couldn’t wait to see what exciting adventures lay ahead and masturbated herself to sleep to the memory of herself farting Ronnie’s cum out of her asshole.