My Ideal Person:
I prefer much older men, the older and dirty minded the better! But also would love to be captured by a cruel female Captor!! Women truly scare me with the cruel painful torments they can come up with...

There is just something about the idea of being tied and helpless at the hands of a man who has had years to come up with his perverse ideas. Ideally he will be extremely interested in the anal torment and use of his new toy.Someone who thrills at the struggles and whimpers, the fearful clenching holes and the jumps and twitches of a helpless woman. He would have to be dirty and perverted and a little cruel.

My most recent fantasy involves being caught stealing corn from a farmer as I hitchhike across country.

That farmer that caught me was cranky !!! And unfortunately for me lived in a huge house on a huge property and was all alone. How could I have known he was the filthiest pervert ever?

I had a pretty good idea of that when I found myself cornholed in the barn with the bumbiest cob of corn I have ever seen. He made me watch as he cooked it in a big pot of boiling water, took it out steaming, as as it cooled he forced me from the hogtie I was in, to a doggy style position over some rough wooden bench like piece of equipment. After that struggle I was helpless as he dipped the still very warm cob in a vat of butter and walked around to my very helpless and spread asshole.

The grunts I made through my gag very much resembled the grunts of the pigs in the stall next to us. The pain was unbelievable, as I had never been stretched like that before in my life. My poor nether hole was on fire with the heat and size of that cruel bumpy intruder. Tears streamed down my face as he pushed and twisted. I cried as he forced that long hard cob deep into my intestines. Sometimes he would pull it all the way out just to see how my hole gaped, then would present it to my asshole again. Then at the widest point of that cob he did some rope work and I was left with my asshole full, hot as hell and sobbing with the depravity of my situation.

I was horrified as my captor rubbed his throbbing dick all over my body, obviously extremely turned on by my predicament. It's heat and hardness threatening to enter any hole it came in contact with.

With my asshole enduring its punishment he set out to concur another hole. The gag was removed from my mouth and replaced with a dental gag. Immediately I found myself face to face with his throbbing purple cockhead. It was dribbling precum and he took great joy in spreading his goo on my lips, nose, and eyes.

I whimpered as he amused himself. Slowly inserting his meat into my mouth and chuckling as I attempted to push it out with my tongue. Occasionally he would cup my head in his hands and force his rod deep into my mouth. He would moan in pleasure as I choked and gagged, his cock twitching and dribbling some more. I was horrified at his games, so leisurely using me to satify his perversions. Snot rolled out of my nostrils, and tears soaked my eyes and cheeks. His cock poked at my eyes, my nostrils and slid back into my mouth.

Finally, I could hear his breath quicken and he grabbed handfuls of hair and proceeded to fuck my face. Thrust after thrust his dick penetrated deep into my gullet, stealing my breath and causing my body to spasm as I fought for air. This action caused him great pleasure as my throat grasped him hard and stimulated his fat organ.

With a huge grunt he unloaded himself with hard thrusts directly into my belly and then collapsed on a bale of hay in front of me smiling.

"oh this is going to be a good harvest season after all sweets!!"

I can't imagine the things he had in store, but it was very obvious to me that he had perversions in mind that had been brewing for a long time and in my moment of stupidity had walked right in to.

His toothy smile, smelly and now wrinkled dick, and saggy old man bum revolted me and I couldn't believe I was his absolute captive. Alone with a perverted sadist. Tied in a barn like one of his farm animals. My blood ran cold as I listened to the sounds around me. Snorting pigs, a barking dog, and oh gawd, biting flies as they found my exposed flesh.

That and the next two weeks (I think) were hell. There was not a time that any of my holes had a chance to heal from the red raw state he put them into on the first day. My clit was punished until it was the size of a grape, my asshole used until it pretty much stayed open in a rude little gape. My pussy was used by more than just that sick farmer, but that is another story. For now, I am just intent on running through this corn field as fast and as far as I can!!!!

Now I just need the real life anally fixated pervert to catch me on Friday and keep me till Sunday. Hoping to leave with sore boobies and very sore cunny and bumhole