Barnyard OrgyChapter 9
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Harlan leaned back in his chair, tilting it on two legs until it rested against the house. He rested his feet on the porch railing. Ah, this was the life - taking it easy while the young 'uns took care of the chores, a cool beer in one hand, a hot cock in the other, an earth-scented breeze and a few puffy clouds in the sun-rich sky, and, best of all, two naked little fillies bound to the posts that supported the porch roof. One blonde, one brunette. Otherwise they were like twins, each guarding one post, each leaning back against a post, arms tied behind their backs, bodies secured to the post. He could leave them there forever. So pretty to took at. Cut one loose whenever he needed a fuck, then re-tie her until he was horny again. If they gave him any smart city back-talk, he had plenty of leather straps around to shut them up.
He sipped his beer, studying the girls. He was aware of his hand slipping the foreskin up and down over the swollen head of his cock. He spread his legs, airing his balls. Goddamn, it felt good to sit there without a stitch on, pumping his cock while eyeing these sexy teenaged females.
"OK," the blonde said at last, "you win." She didn't took at Harlan. Instead, she was wincing at the photographs pinned up all over the siding of the house.
"I know I win, little lady," Harlan said. "I just wanted to be sure you know it. One sassy-assed move and the whole fucking city's gonna think you like nothing better than fucking dogs and sucking boars. And how about that one of you smooching old Homer's piggy snout?"
Lynn chuckled.
"Shut up, bitch." Jenny snarled. "This is all your fault."
"Hey there, little girl," Harlan said. "I said if I hear about one sassy-assed move on your part, the whole town will see them pictures. And that includes being mean to your little girlfriend there. She's been right helpful right along. Besides, how can you mean-mouth little Lynn when you like to eat her pretty pussy so dang much. Whee! Look at them pictures of the two of you sucking pussy like you won't never get enough of it."
Lynn chuckled again. "It wasn't so bad, was it, Jenny? I rather liked it. I think maybe you did too."
Jenny scowled. "How can you even remember what happened? You were dead drunk. Why did you have to go getting yourself drunk?"
"That's right," Harlan said. "She was under the powerful influence. So you can't rightly blame her for what she done. I could just as well have got you smashed. Then you would've took me to the treasure. All them pictures and tape recordings. Whee! Me and the young 'uns are gonna have us a party with them."
"He got them all?" Jenny asked, looking sickly at Lynn.
"I think so," Lynn said. "Sorry, Jenny, but I didn't know what I'd done until I woke up this morning and he informed me. That wine was as strong as brandy."
Jenny shook her head. "We're finished. We'll be dead broke in two weeks. Those men will probably tar-and-feather us."
Harlan finished his beer and crushed the can.
"Now don't be so sorrowful," he said. "Maybe you two can make things up to the men somehow. I believe they'd welcome your paying them back in some other way than money. I believe they'd take a notion to getting some good hot fucking from your pretty teenaged asses. They're probably still beating off thinking about their fucking you when you was both kids. From the looks on their faces in the pictures, they all looked powerful content screwing into your little-kid cunts."
Harlan continued to talk, laying out for them what he expected of them. They were to apologize to the men they'd blackmailed, offering their bodies as restitution. They were to stay shut-mouthed about the happenings here at the farm, and they were to come back every third weekend for a visit. Harlan knew he must keep the young 'uns happy. They'd stay on the farm longer that way. If the girls failed his expectations in any way, Harlan had his own blackmail in the form of the pictures - not only the pictures of Jenny with Homer and Red and of Jenny with Lynn, but all the girls' own pictures and the tapes as well. The girls' stash of photographs and tapes included hundreds that incriminated the very police and lawyers and judges who had been the girls' protectors. Should the law come snooping around the farm, he could always use these incriminating materials as blackmail against them. Or he could use them as evidence that the girls had all along conspired to eventually blackmail even these executors of the law. He didn't think he'd have any trouble with the two girls, however - they seemed too clever to make further trouble for themselves. And, besides, he was certain that Lynn had enjoyed this entire experience, if not Jenny as well. Jenny did a lot of cussing, but underneath her facade of resistance, Harlan was sure he could detect acceptance and lust. Right now was a good time to check out his suspicions - now, before he turned the girls loose to continue on their journey up to the party at Carver Lake.
"I'm cutting you loose now," he said, getting up.
The girls trembled as he sawed through the ropes with a hunting knife. When they were free and still rubbing their wrists he bent them both over.
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