I came to in my bed. As I woke up I noticed that something was in my mouth. I tried to pull it out but my hands where cuffed to the bed. I looked over...at the mirror only to discover I was bound and gagged. Butt naked and rock hard. I tried to free my self but I could not break lose.15 minutes. What? I replied.You where out for 15 minutes.What do you mean I asked?Well I needed that time to set this up. So I put a little something in your drink.Why? And why am I naked? I askedBecause I am going. She opened the envelope and began to read the Meat Notice. It said "Jessica Kast your State Meat Lottery Number [BB227MN] has been called, you are hereby ordered to report to the designated meat processing plant in 24 hours to prepare you for tomorrows live spit roast barbecue. You know all the rules and consequences, if you do not show up as ordered" As Jessica's mother read the notice, Jessica's heart sank in to her belly. She was too young to die she wasn't even 18 yet. She had only just. I couldn't believe the pleasure. This hand job felt overwhelmingly incredible, way better than any feeling I could create on my own. Being the first time ever with a guy the sensation was accompanied by thoughts of disbelief, wonder, amazement and satisfaction. I laid there silent and motionless as Ross continued stroking. Butterflies welled up in my gut as the tingling feeling built into a powerful, pulsing squirting orgasm.I reached over to return the favor. Ross helped me remove the pair of. The usual rules apply. Enjoy. It's the same every time. The slatted wood of the doors swings wide, an open space beyond, in the Barn. Needles and briars beneath my bare, soft feet. He leads me here. Hand on the nape of my neck, walking just behind, controlling. I follow, ahead and obedient, though he sees for me. Into the Barn we go. The air is moist and chill against my nipples, no matter the spoke on season's wheel. Organic and rich, the scents repel and beggar submission.