Please understand that while Hucow/Farmer relationships actually exist, they do not reflect the contents of this story. Pet play is a fun dynamic relationship, but all D/s relationships should be based in trust and consent. With that said, Lets dive into the fantasy world. -------------------- Tessa was a single county woman, daughter of a farmer, and tr...
My name is Cassidy and I'm the maid at the house at the edge of town. You know, the one with the red lantern that all the cowhands and farm boys like to visit and the fine upstanding ladies of the community pretend to ignore. We got a new girl, Nell, working here. She started last week and set up her room in the strangest way. She doesn't know about me and...
Tommy Maddox lifted the last bale of hay into the feeder and leaned forward against the fence, thinking how unfair it was that he couldn't attend school with his friends this fall. He had so desperately wanted to leave the farm and the loneliness that he had known for most of his life. His father had died while Tommy was still young and was just a faint memo...
Author's note: Hey guys! This is my second chapter of "The Shaman Chronicles" and I just wanted to tell you some things. I REALLY appreciate the feedback! And I WILL try to write longer chapters, starting with this one. It will be hard for me since my exams are due in the few months. Still you're positive feedback more or less made my whole week, so keep doi...
*WARNING -- PLEASE READ FIRST This is a story set in the American South during the period of slavery. It is an accurate depiction of the period. As such, racism, racial slurs and racist attitudes are included as key elements of some characters. If you are not comfortable with the topic of slavery, racial supremacy/subordination, or even seeing the "n" word...
It was winter. We were vacationing at the Farm. It was a big farm, having many sub-farms. There were horses and cattle and fish. The farm had orchards and agricultural-fields. There was a big Farm House and out houses where farm-workers and their families live. We used to ride horses and fish. We would go to orchards to pick up fresh fruits. Young lids of fa...
I visited Roger at his family's place, a farm down in eastern Tennessee. His mom was off in Europe someplace but his dad was there and he was extremely nice. We stayed in a guest room that had two beds. Roger and I had never had sex, though I think both of us were more than willing. Anyway we slept great the first night, the windows open, crickets singing up...
It was a Friday night like any other. The guys and I had been out at the bar, blowing off some steam after a long week at work, and we were heading home. In the parking lot, Billy (the designated driver) couldn't find his keys. As he panicked, the rest of us just stood around half-drunk (or completely drunk, as Doug and Chet were.) It was at that moment that...
Poachers were the worst. Not humans. The random kind, the animals that caught a whiff of farm stock and dug under the fences. At the same time, Mina relished the challenge of a stray wolf or fox, since they usually put up a fight when she wrangled them into submission, sometimes saving a chicken or small pig in the process. Doing so got her covered in filth,...
Thanks to Tigerssman and "UNK" for guidance on this story. *** The house was going to be tough on David, he wanted to postpone dealing with it. He was convinced to go through and pick out sentimental items and deal with the rest later. Joy, Anne, and Mei were working in the attic and found a steamer trunk just full of treasures. Joy said, "David, can you...