Opposite the X frame was what looked like an old fashioned Stock, one large hole where the head went, a smaller one on each side for wrists."Get in th...t" Sir said and pointed to the stock.After laying my neck and wrists in the proper spaced Sir came over and closed the upper half of the stock, effectively trapping me in place.Kneeling down he fastened each ankle to a rink in the floor, my legs were now kept more than shoulder width apart.Sir moved around behind me, and i could hear Him moving. And to be honest, for what the farmer's wife had done to Harry, no retaliation would suffice. So Harry went on with quid pro quo, as the Romans used to say.The biggest butt plug he had had up his ass, to stretch him even more, causing a disfiguring prolapse after a few days, he had now shoved into the farmer's wife's ass. It took him some effort, because even the farmer's wife's orifices had their limits. But he pushed with force and the butt plug suddenly entered the 'gate', got stuck and did. She sucked back and forth on them. Her delicious lips nibbled on my nipples, sending delight down to my pussy, soaking my panties.I groaned, my hands reaching behind me. I undid my bra, throwing it to the ground. My toes curled as the pleasure shuddered through me. She made such noisy, wet sounds every time her mouth popped off my nipples. My breasts jiggled while her blue eyes sparkled.“You're just so good at it,” I moaned as she engulfed my left nipple, sucking hard for a moment. Her hands. Fuck I want you! I know though I need to take this slow, drive us both to the end of our control. I slide my hands around your belly and then start raising them to your breasts. In silent agreement you let me touch you, but you pick up your knife and begin peeling and slicing some carrots. I chuckle cause even now you’re teasing me, daring me to push the moment farther. Oh God! Your breasts are full and soft, they always have been. I trace my fingers along the sides, as your breath catches I.