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THE ROSE GARDEN

the roses in the backyard have become terribly overgrown, so much so that they are now just one big mass of thorns and blooms. all fall, dad kept telling me to prune them but even with gardening gloves on the thorns poked and pricked me and i hated it so i never did it and they just grew and grew. it is spring now and he is mad.

he made me take off all my clothes and sit naked in the middle of the patch. after climbing through into the middle, i am scraped and bloody. i look like a wild cat attacked me. i have bright red petals in my tangled hair and sticking to the bloody scratches on my arms and legs. they match the blood perfectly. he says the roses hate me for neglecting them and they are exacting their revenge. i yelped and whimpered on my way in to the middle of the patch and then when dad told me to sit, i sat. "shutup" he said and i tried my best but the pain was so bad i still let out a little cry or two...quietly. "someone needs to prune these roses and april, you are too incompetent a little slut to do it, i can see that now." i nod in painful agreement. "yes dad." "so who should i have tend to my garden, since i am a busy man?" i shrugged. with it being just me and him living here i had no idea who it would be. then he called out towards the garage "jose! juan! julio! jorge! let's get to work on these roses!" from out of the garage came 4 mexican men in dirty work clothes, carrying garden tools and laughing and nodding to each other in spanish. "si senor! let us begin!"

they can't see me, i thought thankfully. but what happens when their cutters chop down the branches close to me - then they will see me! they might cut me! they might chop off my hair or an arm not knowing i am here! should i say something? no, dad told me to shut up. i brought my knees up to my chin and put my head down. trembling, not knowing which would be worse, the fact that they would see me naked and helpless and bleeding or that they might hurt me.

my dad started directing them. "you go here, you, over there...that's right...they need to be chopped way back...chop em back real good."

"ok men, i am going inside to get a beer. cervezas anyone?" there were "si's" all around and my dad went inside. i was mortified. by closing my eyes i knew i wasn't hiding but it was all i could do. the chopping began and leaves and blooms were landing on me left and right. they were talking and laughing as they worked. i scrunched down lower.

the beers arrived and they stopped to admire their work and down a few before i heard and felt the chopping begin again. my dad was standing back watching, drinking his beer, nodding in approval at their work.

suddenly, i heard one of the men just above me. he chopped a few branches close to my ear which made me wince in fear for my head and hair and then he bent down and whispered a beery smelling "ah senorita mas bonita! amigos!" and he waved the other men over. he didn't seem surprised to see a scared bloody nude girl in the rose bushes? none of them did. They circled around me and began to touch my face my hair my body my lips...brown leathery calloused hands and fingernails caked black with dirt were poking, prodding and molesting me everywhere?.I let out a cry and looked over at dad for help. It was useless?he was on his cell phone as usual? but I could see he was seeing what was happening and ignoring my cry. then I was pushed back roughly into the bushes and made to spread my legs which seemed to please them as they made nasty clucking mexican sounds and whistles. i was being pinched and rubbed and assaulted and I began to cry. 1 finger 2 fingers 3 fingers slipped inside my cunt and they slid in easily ? omg i was wet. i was too scared to notice before, but now i could feel the heat and the ease with which his hand, almost a whole fist now was ramming into me. this was the worst that could ever happen i thought to myself and to prove it they were beside themselves with lust and amazement. a zipper was opened and a huge brown cock was pulled out and the man masturbated himself and came all over my tits, belly and twat. more mexican laughter followed. then i was picked up by my hair and an arm and made to flip over and kneel face down with my ass in the air. i thought i was about to be raped doggie style ? and i couldn?t move - my hair was now caught on a million thorns and my head was held still by them ? i was tangled and trapped. but the next cock was inserted into my ass, not my pussy! into my butthole and i screamed in pain. dad must be going to stop this now! deeper and deeper it went until i felt the spurt of cum fill me up. He withdrew with a sloppy shitty noise and i realized shit and cum now covered my butt. omg I was dying and i knew there were still 2 more men. 2 more men, 2 more holes ? my mouth and my cunt.

i was flipped back over and i felt my hair rip out of my head and imagined it dangling limp on the thorns. i was made to kneel in front of another open zipper and another brown dirty hard on. my head was forced onto it and it choked me as it went down my throat. i gagged and felt i would puke. wet tears mixed with my wet spit and his pre-cum and made a sloppy wet mess that filled my mouth and when his cum burst into me I felt i was drowning. he pulled his cock out and they let me cough and spit for just a minute before i was laid flat ? pulled by my arms and legs like I was on some sort of torturous stretching device?and then the last mexican thank god the last mexican inserted his cock into my shining slippery pussy and rammed me so hard and deep I saw stars. fingers were in my mouth and fingers were pinching my nipples and fingers were pulling my hair when he finally came hugely inside of me. then the bushes were still ? they tramped off.

?men!? my dad called ?these tools were never used!? he held up a shovel and a rake I barely saw through my dirty cummy eyes. they laughed and grabbed the tools and began to shovel and rake dirt and rocks and rose cuttings on top of me. when I was completely covered with dirt my dad said ?good men!? and called them over to receive handfuls of twenties. after they got paid for their ?gardening? my dad made his way through the bushes and held out a hand to me. i took it and he helped me up. i felt like I was rising from a grave. see how important it is to me Little One to do what i ask? yes dad, i said and knew i would get a spanking in the house for fucking mexicans.

?to dad:

THE ROSE GARDEN

the roses in the backyard have become terribly overgrown, so much so that they are now just one big mass of thorns and blooms. all fall, dad kept telling me to prune them but even with gardening gloves on the thorns poked and pricked me and i hated it so i never did it and they just grew and grew. it is spring now and he is mad.

he made me take off all my clothes and sit naked in the middle of the patch. after climbing through into the middle, i am scraped and bloody. i look like a wild cat attacked me. i have bright red petals in my tangled hair and sticking to the bloody scratches on my arms and legs. they match the blood perfectly. he says the roses hate me for neglecting them and they are exacting their revenge. i yelped and whimpered on my way in to the middle of the patch and then when dad told me to sit, i sat. "shutup" he said and i tried my best but the pain was so bad i still let out a little cry or two...quietly. "someone needs to prune these roses and april, you are too incompetent a little slut to do it, i can see that now." i nod in painful agreement. "yes dad." "so who should i have tend to my garden, since i am a busy man?" i shrugged. with it being just me and him living here i had no idea who it would be. then he called out towards the garage "jose! juan! julio! jorge! let's get to work on these roses!" from out of the garage came 4 mexican men in dirty work clothes, carrying garden tools and laughing and nodding to each other in spanish. "si senor! let us begin!"

they can't see me, i thought thankfully. but what happens when their cutters chop down the branches close to me - then they will see me! they might cut me! they might chop off my hair or an arm not knowing i am here! should i say something? no, dad told me to shut up. i brought my knees up to my chin and put my head down. trembling, not knowing which would be worse, the fact that they would see me naked and helpless and bleeding or that they might hurt me.

my dad started directing them. "you go here, you, over there...that's right...they need to be chopped way back...chop em back real good."

"ok men, i am going inside to get a beer. cervezas anyone?" there were "si's" all around and my dad went inside. i was mortified. by closing my eyes i knew i wasn't hiding but it was all i could do. the chopping began and leaves and blooms were landing on me left and right. they were talking and laughing as they worked. i scrunched down lower.

the beers arrived and they stopped to admire their work and down a few before i heard and felt the chopping begin again. my dad was standing back watching, drinking his beer, nodding in approval at their work.

suddenly, i heard one of the men just above me. he chopped a few branches close to my ear which made me wince in fear for my head and hair and then he bent down and whispered a beery smelling "ah senorita mas bonita! amigos!" and he waved the other men over. he didn't seem surprised to see a scared bloody nude girl in the rose bushes? none of them did. They circled around me and began to touch my face my hair my body my lips...brown leathery calloused hands and fingernails caked black with dirt were poking, prodding and molesting me everywhere?.I let out a cry and looked over at dad for help. It was useless?he was on his cell phone as usual? but I could see he was seeing what was happening and ignoring my cry. then I was pushed back roughly into the bushes and made to spread my legs which seemed to please them as they made nasty clucking mexican sounds and whistles. i was being pinched and rubbed and assaulted and I began to cry. 1 finger 2 fingers 3 fingers slipped inside my cunt and they slid in easily ? omg i was wet. i was too scared to notice before, but now i could feel the heat and the ease with which his hand, almost a whole fist now was ramming into me. this was the worst that could ever happen i thought to myself and to prove it they were beside themselves with lust and amazement. a zipper was opened and a huge brown cock was pulled out and the man masturbated himself and came all over my tits, belly and twat. more mexican laughter followed. then i was picked up by my hair and an arm and made to flip over and kneel face down with my ass in the air. i thought i was about to be raped doggie style ? and i couldn?t move - my hair was now caught on a million thorns and my head was held still by them ? i was tangled and trapped. but the next cock was inserted into my ass, not my pussy! into my butthole and i screamed in pain. dad must be going to stop this now! deeper and deeper it went until i felt the spurt of cum fill me up. He withdrew with a sloppy shitty noise and i realized shit and cum now covered my butt. omg I was dying and i knew there were still 2 more men. 2 more men, 2 more holes ? my mouth and my cunt.

i was flipped back over and i felt my hair rip out of my head and imagined it dangling limp on the thorns. i was made to kneel in front of another open zipper and another brown dirty hard on. my head was forced onto it and it choked me as it went down my throat. i gagged and felt i would puke. wet tears mixed with my wet spit and his pre-cum and made a sloppy wet mess that filled my mouth and when his cum burst into me I felt i was drowning. he pulled his cock out and they let me cough and spit for just a minute before i was laid flat ? pulled by my arms and legs like I was on some sort of torturous stretching device?and then the last mexican thank god the last mexican inserted his cock into my shining slippery pussy and rammed me so hard and deep I saw stars. fingers were in my mouth and fingers were pinching my nipples and fingers were pulling my hair when he finally came hugely inside of me. then the bushes were still ? they tramped off.

?men!? my dad called ?these tools were never used!? he held up a shovel and a rake I barely saw through my dirty cummy eyes. they laughed and grabbed the tools and began to shovel and rake dirt and rocks and rose cuttings on top of me. when I was completely covered with dirt my dad said ?good men!? and called them over to receive handfuls of twenties. after they got paid for their ?gardening? my dad made his way through the bushes and held out a hand to me. i took it and he helped me up. i felt like I was rising from a grave. see how important it is to me Little One to do what i ask? yes dad, i said and knew i would get a spanking in the house for fucking mexicans.

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The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

Confused Ramblings of a Gardener

Confused Ramblings of a Gardener 1. History Julia put her pen down, leaned back in the kitchen chair and stretched her arms out. This exercise complete, she leaned forward once again, neatly folded the completed letter and slid it into an envelope with her completed job application and photos of her work. With a sigh, she addressed the envelope and put it on the side ready to post. A waste of time maybe, but Julia knew that she had to be honest. Archie made his weekly rounds of...

My Little Garden

Brenda and Peter had been married for about seven years. It was, in many ways, a marriage of convenience. They had sold their tiny little flat in Winchester and bought an old end of terrace house in a little place well out in the countryside. Peter was always busy at his office and it was quite normal for Brenda to be on her own most evenings until late. The house needed a lot doing to it but their budget was not really enough to employ anyone. Brenda began to wonder if they had made a...

Bettys Garden

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Warm and sunny, with a slightly cool breeze, and a smattering of fluffy white clouds.Spring had sprung, the snow had finally melted, and the trees were just beginning to bud. We strolled through the park, hand in hand, as we did every weekend. The fresh air and beauty of the park were both invigorating and relaxing. It helped me recharge, helped us keep fit and active, and we always chatted about anything but work."I had lunch with Betty yesterday," she...

Bettys Garden

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Warm and sunny, with a slightly cool breeze, and a smattering of fluffy white clouds.Spring had sprung, the snow had finally melted, and the trees were just beginning to bud. We strolled through the park, hand in hand, as we did every weekend. The fresh air and beauty of the park were both invigorating and relaxing. It helped me recharge, helped us keep fit and active, and we always chatted about anything but work."I had lunch with Betty yesterday," she...

Her Place in the Garden

The warm sun rained down on me as I knelt in my garden. The fresh smell of flowers and bushes combining with the peaceful tranquility of moving the garden dirt around with my shovel. As I squatted doing my daily morning chore, Cynthia peered over her wood picket fence and gave a snort. "Think she'll finish on time this go around?" Florence looked me over, inspecting my progress before checking her stop watch. "Its gonna be close. She still hasn't even put in the Azalias." Oh fuck I...

Anne gets spanked by old gardeners

I’m Anne a 36 year old housewife, married for 14 years. Just after we married we lived in a quiet suburban area near York. This story is about what happened just after I married my husband Eddie. I was only 23 and at the time I had shoulder length blonde hair, a good figure with 34DD boobs which looked even bigger because of my slim waist.After six months of marriage I lost my job and Eddie suggested I take a break from working and stay home for a while before looking for another job, which I...

A Different Sort of LifestyleChapter 23 Thorns in the Rose Garden

The women were in the kitchen preparing some snacks for their quiet hour around the pool. Greg and Harry were waiting for them sitting in lawn chairs beside the pool. Greg stared at Harry wondering why his son was acting so edgy. In a way, it was as if he was angry about something. It was hard to keep from wondering if this was another test of his fitness as a parent. Rather than ignore the problem like he had in the past, Greg asked, “What is it, Harry?” “Nothing,” Harry said. His answer...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

Enchanted Garden

The music and loud voices of numerous people was making my headache. I was at a friend’s 10th Anniversary party. I’d been here for almost 3 hours now. It wasn’t as If I wasn’t having fun, I was. But, spending this much time in a crowded, noisy room could make anyone’s head spin. I needed a breath of air. My friend had a wonderful rose garden in her back yard. She had gotten stonewalls surrounding the garden and a few Victorian benches to lounge in. She even had a stone fountain in the middle...

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Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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It was the end of July in Indianapolis Indiana, but even the privilege of living on Meridian Street in the most exclusive part of the city, just blocks from the Governor’s mansion and the Booth Tarkingtons, didn’t spare the Marion Thorntons and their guests from the oppressive summer heat of 1919. They were hosting their neighbors, the William Colliers, for dinner in honor of Mr. Collier’s nephew, who was visiting from New York. Jake Collier worked for his father in the publishing business...

ThesisChapter 14 How To Be A Gardener

Course 8 / Day 6: Course Progress Meeting Participant Notes: Fifty Jo: Time for Fifty to start getting involved in some outdoor activities and help with preparations for the garden party. Jenny's Recollections I am waking up early and feeling refreshed these days. I guess the (very) regular hours with nothing in the way of normal household or occupational responsibilities must be good for me, and but today it's rather before the usual time (as far as I can tell) when the shutter goes...

Hard WinterChapter 2 Autumn A Thief in the Garden

It was the first week of October 2013, I was working in the garden of my cottage on the edge of the Yorkshire Wolds near the coast. I hate gardening, always have done, but after last winter when potatoes reached £120 a pound on the black market, I decided that turning the garden, and a bit of the field behind the garden, with the agreement of the farmer who owned it, into a large vegetable patch was prudent. I was lifting the last of my potato crop and storing them for use during the winter....

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