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The bound, blindfolded man sat there, legs splayed, in the middle of a pool of lube. The hair on his head and body matted by sweat and lube, and his cock erect, twitching up from the floor in front of him. He could hear footsteps circling around him, and he did his best to stay still, not sure of what the new visitor would bring; more misery or salvation. Self-conscious of his erection, not sure of where it came from and why he was hard even though the situation did not warrant it, he wished his hands were free so he could push it down, fingers twitching slightly in response to the thought. Perhaps this was silly, given the situation, but he was also incredibly self-conscious of the dildo shoved into his anus. Sitting on it hurt but he tried not to move as much to hide it as to stop the odd shift of pressure in his bowels. He hoped the person circling him wouldn't see it and his cock twitched again, the soft foreskin stretched tight over the head of his cock, half peeled-back by the erection, exposing a flash of the tender, purple skin beneath. _Maybe he doesn't see it... maybe he is here to release me..._Hs cock twitched again _Why am I hard?.. _The ache in his ass was becoming worse.

"What a good daddy we have here" a quiet but very firm voice spoke as the stranger moved behind him to admire his broad back, cruelly twisted arms and narrow waist tapering down to a firm ass, outlined with leather straps. The man turned his head instinctively despite being blinded , the slight weight shift easing the ache in his anus even as his hard dick twitched again.

"You keep behaving so well, and you will make a fine wife for me" the voice continued.

Mustering his voice, throat dry, first few words coming out as a croak, Lars tried to establish what the hell is going on. His first few questions were predictable, and were not answered. As frustration mixed with fear, Lars began to threaten, shout, demand that he be released. Making his voice as stern as possible he demanded that there has been some mistake, he must be confused with someone else. He must be released!

The other party seemed amused by these demands, but only briefly. He cut Lars off with a sharp "Quiet! Perhaps you aren't as docile as it first appeared? Well that is ok, a man needs a spirited wife, and I am a very patient man when it comes to these things".

"What the hell are you talking about?" Lars questioned, incredulity entering his voice.

His answer came with a rattle of chains as a hook came down from a track hidden among the rafters of the barn. "Let me tell you.... but first, let's get you out of your stall"!