The nights are colder now and the winds have picked up the time for the harvest is here, I can feel it. The sun is slow to rise in the sky that mornin.... This is it this is life or death for us. A strange hush falls over the rows as we watch the house. An egg shaped being steps from the doorway of the house and heads for the shed. ‘Are you guys ready for this?’ Slow waves of nods reply to me. ‘Hey Myrtle are you ready for this?’ ‘Sure am.’ The being was on its way towards us. If anyone was not. He flipped me over on to my back and started playing with my tits. "You're so nasty. You like it when your daddy fucks you. You know how disgusting that is, and yet you still want more. You agree to me my slave. You have know clue what it coming." He told me not to move, that he'd be right back. Daddy came back with something metal. They were clamps. He played with my nipples, pinching and pulling, twisting and pulling. It hurt pretty bad, but what he did next was even worse. The clamps hurt. I left the stage headed over to the bar for a club soda I would be driving home after all, as I waited for the bartender to fill me a glass.Two rather attractive women approached me one a Brunette the other a Red head both were wearing sheer dresses that were black I could easily see they were both wearing white bras panties and silk stockings they looked amazing.The red head took the seat next to me on my right, the brunette took the one to my left the bartender put my club soda down in front. Rod in one hand and landing net in the other I guided the fine three pound largemouth bass into the net and lifted it up the bank and minutes later it was swimming free chained to my metal stringer awaiting more “finny customers”. Within a few hours I had half a dozen other fish on the stringer and decided to break for lunch so headed back to my car where my sandwiches and drink were keeping cool surprised to find another car parked beside mine, surprised the occupant hadn,t come to see how I.