(Erotic story. Contains Sado-Mazo scenes. Non -aesthetic)
1.
When Lenka got off, or rather a springy sprinkled from the bus, and throwing a belt of a voluminous bag on her shoulder, she looked around, she did not see anyone on the highway. But when the battered « Ikarus », he growled and drove away, turning to the village of Street, he was discovered by a tin drill -free bus stop. There was a bench, and there was a girl of about sixteen, apparently from local.
Lenka crossed the road, feeling a not very friendly look on herself. A pretty woman of about twenty years old with a little, with good breasts and a thin waist, judging by the defiant-white tracksuit, clearly « urban »It is unlikely that the villagers will be accepted with the open arms, even if the village is called « farm farming ». The gaze of the girl who was uninjected by the city conventions, whose roundness where it was already necessary to have already outlined, but the elbows and knees are still teenage, could be translated unambiguously: « bitch bouferem, why the Bufiram?».
Lenka cheerfully went to the bench, threw the bag from above and smiled friendly and decisively:
– Hi, I’m Lena. I arrived for a long time. I will work for you.
“Dasha,” the girl muttered reluctantly. The gloomy gaze of slightly slanting eyes became one degree warmer. Lenkina Smile distracted attention even from Lenkina’s figure. – There is a smoke?
“No, I don’t smoke,” Lenka shook her head and her reddish hair immediately disheveled: “I have not been supplied to my service.
– Feldsheritsa, or something? – Dashka extended indifferently: – Well, you will not have to:
“The veterinarian,” Lenka corrected, raising her eyebrows significantly and ironically: “Why is it so?
– You are a veterinarian? – the girl was surprised. It became clear that the last old man held this position and he fled from here for six months like: “Well, although it doesn’t matter,” Dasha concluded, not without poison, openly looking at the white fabric, tightly tightening the protruding Lenkins of dignity: “You will be made here and so and so and so.
Lenka smiled. Not indignant, did not shy away, did not get angry.
“You know,” she whispered confidentially to Dasha: “And I already think that I can’t do without a young farmer. Tell me, who is yours, I will leave it to you.
Dasha expected anything only not that. And she was amazed at how a new acquaintance guesses the course of the interlocutor’s thought. All the more pleasant it will be to disappoint her.
“Not,” she said: “You didn’t understand. Everyone will fuck you in turn. Farmers, not farmers, don’t think. Men are the same everywhere. Who needs – zero attention, damn it. And if someone from the side, so everyone will run away. Past paramedic and could not stand for two months. They didn’t give the passage on the street, they clamped in the corners, right at all, I myself saw. Yes, even made fun of the dispute. But it is impossible to refuse men, it should be treated. Well, they come. When she left, she immediately sat on a bench and roared in three streams. No, nothing was done to her. But just out of shame. She is also like you came from the city.
– « who needs, zero attention, damn », – Lenka repeated thoughtfully grinning: “You have been the same as your peasants, I will tell you, Daria.
– Che? Treashed? – Dasha was indignant, and as if a woman wise with her life, Baba shook her head: – And if a man does not want you, what can you take from him? They drink, they don’t need a lot. And who is non -drunk, those just in the city are dangled every day. And there are such girls that he will come, does not look at the woman. Well, only if coming, or, – Dasha involuntarily sighed, – girl.
– What, too hard? – winked Lenka. Daria bit her lip, and looked down:
– Said, marries. I gave. Once, another, third. Now for two weeks have not seen each other. Either the farm, then to the city, to the bitch there. It’s a shame to what! I would have killed a goat.
“Guys,” Lenka said with soft sympathy: “We must hold. Sometimes with you, sometimes at a distance. But in any case, she confidentially lowered her voice: “For eggs.
Now Dasha jerked. Raised her eyes to the city guest who managed to surprise her. Dasha’s mouth was slightly opened, and, live in the city, she would know that she became much more attractive in this form, would even know why.
– And I will teach you, I give a word – finished Lena, got up, and raising her bag on her shoulder went along the village. Behind her white suit looked no worse than in front.
2.
The delegation appeared in the evening.
The first working day was glory. The new veterinarian smiled at everyone who came and in response to an unchanging, slightly children’s question « what hurts us?» ;, Visitors smiled. Still, these were not rude peasants, but real farmers – of different ages of a man who deliberately connected life with the cultivation of livestock. With one – a graduate of two metropolitan universities, Lenka managed to discuss even new productions of the capital’s theaters « I have not been, not to get out of », after the pigs brought by him were tied according to all the rules. A couple of elderly villagers tried to make a conversation about politics, but Lena only smiled in response and offered tea. And young people, there were three of them, all as one dressed up for acquaintance in white shirts, and after the question « which hurts?», they began to sniff a little louder than the respectable farmers, trying to look behind the cut of Lenkina blouse.
And in the evening they came all. Eight people.
Lenka went out onto the porch and with a slightly surprised, incomprehensible smile looked around:
“In general, the work is over,” she said, looking from a bottle in the hand of one of the elderly lovers of politics to a whole package of beer, which was not the most beautiful, but perhaps the most powerful of the young farmers-Andrey. – But what hurts you?
“We have nothing,” Andrei grinned, “and you will have.
The smile was not like the day. Ned -shaped. And the rest stomped on the spot, looked at Lenka with an insolent and some kind of neglect. As if everything is already clear to them and therefore the alleged pleasure turns into a fucking trifle.
“You know, boys,” Lena said decisively, but without threat, “I have the first day in a new place, I need to relax. And wives are waiting for you. So until tomorrow.
The elderly looked at each other. Lenka had not yet seen their wives, but approximately imagined that sending them home was the same as pouring gasoline into an extinguishing bonfire. Holding a bottle in his hand « capital », gray -haired Kirill Avdeevich grunted:
– We will enter?
– Or you prefer in the yard?
– You immediately or in turn?
– You take in your mouth? Urban everything is taken in the mouth.
The men moved to the veterinarian who had come off the porch, narrowing the ring. Maybe she would have time to run into the house, slam the castle, but Andrei walking in front of all, with her free hand he already grabbed her shoulder and squeezed the white sleeve fabric on the skin, and Lenka thought: bruises would remain.
– Where are you, beauty?
Lena turned to Andrei, and calmly said:
– I’m to you.
Kirill Avdeevich only sighed, looking at how obediently, and with knowledge of the matter, the pretty young Lena turns to this young male Andrei, and, gently looking into his eyes, she strokes the scalp with his hand. Ready whores are now sent from the city, Avdeich thought. It’s sad. It seems like a smart girl, it seems and they said about politics:
Suddenly Andrei yelled. Without preparation, without transition. He waved his free hand, dropped his beer packaging, and briefly, hoarsely moaned with such force that the forty -sitting on the fence of the forty starred and flew to the roof. But after a couple of seconds, he already fell silent, leaning his head, and began to bend his knees. With his own hands, he reached out to Lenkina, more and more squeezing him between his legs, but she pressed more hard, and he, realizing without words, with the instinct of self -preservation, spread his hands, and exhaled a couple of times, his teeth grinned to the sky, only a word cramped:
– Eggs!
– Back! – briefly ordered Lena to surround her men.
They lost a second when it was still possible to drag her, break their hands, hit, in the end. And now everyone felt as if it was grabbed by the most sick that any movement could cost a hefty man Andrei the title of a man.
– Eggs! He shouted silently: – Bitch! My balls!
Lena, as if playful, so that everyone was seen, pulled him to the right and left, then down. Andrei obediently crossed his feet, then crouched, bending his knees and groaned:
-I can’t!
“So listen, boys,” Lena said cheerfully. She blushed, fluffy reddish hair was disheveled again and now a young veterinarian has become especially good and desirable: “You may be stupid, but not quite cattle. I can tear everything to him now and you all will be unpleasant. Believe me, I know how to do it. Therefore, you will now do everything I ask you. True, Andryusha?..
-O-oh, bitch! -moaned, as Andrey sang:-Yes! Guys, yes! I can not! Eggs!
The men stood stunned. Fired, they watched the gentle female fingers crush and put pressure on the men’s trousers, rolled up something inside. It was audible how she escaped from Avdeich’s hand, and a bottle « metropolitan » fell to the ground;.
“I can order you anything,” Lena took a breath, and her chest shakes up elasticly under a blouse: “Remove my pants, for example, and go along the street naked. Or get your reasons, and here, to train each other, so that it is not inconsistent to visit the girls in vigilant. But I don’t want to torment you very much. I want to work here for you, calmly and for a long time. So you just promise me something now. Yes, Andrey?
Andrei growled. It was terrible to see the face of a person who more than anything else wants to fall to the ground, and with howling to ride it, but he does not even dare to move, because the instinct says, it will be even worse, even more painful.
“Nobody will touch me with a finger,” Lena confidently ordered, and no one will say a word across. You know what they called me at the institute? Capital girl. So remember, and if you do not remember badly, look here:-She turned sharply with her hand, and Andrei rolled out his eyes so that they almost fell out, stood in front of her on one knee and boarded up her palm on the dirty earth:-So no one with a drop-down girldoes not argue, otherwise she will fuck you again.
Seven men stood in front of her and were afraid to look at each other.
– Guys, promise her! – Andrei prayed. Judging by the connectedness of the phrase, Lenka weakened her grip a little: – Guys, she will crush me! Please guys, faster! Fast-e! Oh, fucking!..
“Let him go,” said the strongest of men gloomily, forty -year -old and ridiculous. – Nobody will touch you. You will live a girl. We promise.
“No, you didn’t understand,” Lena said affectionately: “It’s not for you to decide how I will live. But I will choose myself. Maybe you today. And tomorrow, maybe him, or nobody, I will rest. But if anyone is unhappy, I guys also promise you:
And she squeezed her fingers for the last time. Andrei didn’t even moan, he just fell to the ground, and if Lenka had not unclenched his hand, he might have left her male dignity in her fist. But so, feeling freedom, he rolled up his feet, as if he wanted to jump to his feet, but could not, and clutching himself with his hands slowly rolled on his side to his side.
3.
Dasha appeared two days later. Brought chickens.
– Well, you give: – she said with admiration. – Guys only say about you. And women praise. Gave, they say, from the gate turn.
“Daria,” Lena smiled: “You overestimate my morality.
– Yes, I know! – the girl broke out.
Those eight men who went to visit the new veterinarian on the first day did not apply in detail about the visit. They readily told only one thing when they discussed everything and all went to the exit (was silent about the fact that Avdeich and Ivan led under the arms of a bent Andrei), Lena stopped the youngest of the visits, a curly blond working on a dryer:
– And you stay.
This phrase has become a hit of rural everyday life. She was repeated about both without reason, and as a rule, women in relation to the guys. The reasons were the most everyday, in no way related to sex. And yet, over these days, unusually many orders were given to men. Orders of the executed, I must say.
-Why did you come? – asked Lena.
“To you,” Dasha hesitated and blushed, realizing that the city dweller sees through all naive tricks and she, including her: “My today will come to you today. Ivan. From the farm.
– The one who offended you? – recalled Lenka.
– Yes, he did not offend: you: Listen, maybe you will talk to him? – Dasha, with a feeling close to delight, admired the owid figure of her older friend, covered in a flirty white robe.
– Necessarily. Girls should help each other. -she promised,-taking out a schedule of admission from the pocket: from the farm: Ah, yes, they called: they have something with a bull there: they have something there:
Vanya turned out to be tall, cheeky and strangely shy. While four workers pushed a hefty black bull into the gates of the ropes, he was crumbling, explaining:
– The bull was bought, as a: the bull manufacturer, in short: but does not show interest: they want it for meat: but it is bought as.
– The heifer does not cover? Lenka said busily, walking along a heavily breathing black beast, looking suspiciously at a slender girl, looking at him, putting her palms in the pocket of a robe.
“No interest in the opposite sex,” Vanya said with difficulty, bursting with paint. He was especially embarrassed that Lenka looks directly into his eyes and shakes his head condemningly:
– Well, you can’t do it, Ivan. No interest – this must be treated:
– But as? – Vanya asked hopefully. – I heard that in the city:
Lenka burst out laughing to the bewilderment of men, supporting the fence, so as not to fall.
– No, « Viagra »In veterinary practice is not applied. But there are also folk remedies. I must explain to you? – Since no one answered, Lena walked along the fence, touched the rope, and said: – He needs to hold it for about five minutes. Cope? Or do you need help? Okay, do not red. Put your feet and hold. I am now.
Lena wrapped her hand in a handkerchief, pushed back the fence board holding on the same nail, and sticking there (five pairs of male eyes were closely monitored) after a second, holding several stems of young nettles in her hand.
– Have you never heard? – She smiled, approaching the bull more from her tail than from her head and expressively waving her stems: – And they did not guess?
Vanya swallowed. The bull stood with his eyes huge and powerful, it seemed – hit with a shovel – he would not notice. A useless process dangled under his belly, and a brave scrotum hid under the tail. And Lena went right there.
“The male needs to hurt,” Lena remarked: “But not really. Then he is angry and wants to fuck the whole world from anger. And then this is a good male.
She is not very strong, but certainly whipped with nettles.
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