The Normal Farmer - Completed

Chapter 20 – The masoquist and the sadic

Ronald stood in the corridor, looking at the closed door and thinking about where he would sleep. Then, the voices and some moaning from his room made him turn around and walk away. Duza opened her door and looked at him. “I heard you shouting. Is something wrong?”

“She… she pushed me out of my room! Where am I going to sleep now?”

Duza walked towards him, and she heard the moaning and laughter coming from his room. “What’s happening in there?”

“She is wilder than I thought. She has a man in there, and she threw me out!”

“But… how…”

Ronald shrugged his shoulders. “She was too aroused and said that if I didn’t want to take care of her, I should find someone who could. I did, and she immediately threw me out!”

Duza looked at the closed door and back at him. “Where did you find… No, I don’t want to know; let’s get out of here; this noise is messing with my nerves. Come with me.”

She pulled his hand and guided him back to her room. She looked around and opened a closet. From there, she took a thick blanket and put it on top of the big rug next to her bed. “You can sleep here, I suppose. Better than having you roam around and try to explain to the others what happened. It will be hard enough in the morning if she is still in there!”

“Yeah, she said she wanted to ride a horse and feel the wind in her hair. I guess it’s understandable if she has been sleeping for the last four hundred years. I don’t know; maybe she can ride with us for a few hours, pretending to accompany us for a while and then going in another direction. In the morning, I can summon a ride for her, I think.”

“You… I mean… She is such a powerful Magical Being, and you summoned her just like that. You are saying she will still be there tomorrow, and you can summon a ride for her… Damn, what is your Level, and how much Mana do you have? And why did I see you as a Farmer on the Status Sphere at the Guild?”

Ronald placed one finger over her lips to silence her. “No questions; go to sleep. Are you going to bed in that combat suit, or are you going to change? I can get out if you need it.”

“No, just sit on that chair, eyes closed, facing the wall. I will tell you when I am ready. Don’t you dare to pick!”

“Rest assured, I won’t disrespect you by doing that.”

Ronald sat and remained completely still with his eyes closed, even when he heard Duza mumbling, “Stupid, at least he could object a little…”

He smiled; she was funny, saying one thing and wanting to say another. After a few seconds, Duza asked, “Are you peeking, you crazy?”

“No, I am not, my dear lady! I am well-behaved.”

“Good…”

And then she mumbled again: “At least he could try a little peek… stupid…”

Ronald took a deep breath to calm down. The noise of her clothes falling to the ground and her constant mumbling was making him nervous.

His groins were twitching in anticipation, hoping for a fun night that Ronald knew wouldn’t happen. Then, Duza spoke in a low voice: “You… can look now…”

Ronald turned around, and he almost fell from the chair. Duza was standing up in front of the bed with her hands behind her back and completely naked, looking at him with a red face. “I… am sorry, but I don’t have such huge breasts like Red Sonja. I always thought they had a good size, but after seeing her… Do… you like… what you see…?”

Ronald gulped. “Yes, I really do. But, are you sure, you…”

“Yes… I think… I mean… I am! You… do you want to touch my breasts and kiss me?”

Ronald went to her and caressed her right cheek. While looking into her eyes, he let his hand go down her neck, to her collarbone, to her chest, and then to her right breast. He squeezed it a little and pinched the n****e, making her tremble.

He gave her a long kiss, their tongues intertwined, with Duza guiding the kiss. Her tongue reached to the bottom part of his and gently caressed until the tip. She then whispered in his left ear while biting the earlobe, “Slap my butt… hard!”

He slapped her, but she bit his earlobe even more. “You call that a slap? Harder! Mark me! Draw your fingers on the cheek!”

He raised his arm and went down fast and hard. He had to cover her mouth to stop her from screaming. Maybe he put on too much strength because she was crying from the pain. At least, he thought it was pain until she whispered, “Again… harder! On the other cheek!”

Ronald repeated the treatment, and she continued to cry. But this time, mixed with loud moaning. “Ahhh… so good… Now, throw me to the bed… Hard!”

He pushed her with both hands, and she flew. As soon as she landed on the bed, she rotated and laid on it with her ass up. Ronald could perfectly see his finger marks on her cheeks, surrounded by red. That would certainly turn into an ugly bruise in the morning.

But she didn’t seem to care; she was caressing herself between her legs with her left hand while looking at him. She smiled. “Come here… Put one finger inside my butt… slowly…”

Ronald frowned. “What? In your ass? While you caress yourself down there? I would prefer putting my finger in there, and then…”

Duza looked at him, a little shocked. “You want to make me pregnant? I have two perfectly good holes for you to play! Shut up and do it already; I can’t wait any longer!”

Ronald went to her and sat on the edge of the bed. He started to lick the back of her left thigh, going all the way down to the knee. He then went up on the other leg with his right hand in front. When he was licking his hand mark, he slowly put his index finger inside her butt. A slow moan indicated that he was doing it right.

Or so he thought, until she asked another thing. “In and out, slowly… yes… a little faster… Let me just put this…”

She took from the small table next to her bed a small container that Ronald thought at first was water, but when she splashed a good amount over her butt hole, he figured out it was some kind of lubricant. It smelled nice, too. With that, he could easily increase the speed of his finger, going inside her and getting out.

She lifted her butt a little, as if she were trying to get more pleasure. “Two fingers… Aahhh… faster… faster… Come on, I know you can be faster!”

Ronald slowly increased the speed, and after a few moments, his hand was moving so fast that it was blurring.

Duza bit the pillow to stop a scream and move her butt higher. She managed to speak, even with all her body trembling: “Stick it to me… take out… your trousers… ‘frilt’ me! But… don’t stop… the fingers…”

Ronald had a lot of work, pleasuring her with his right hand and using the left to take out his clothes. His ‘prick’ was already trembling, waiting for its turn. Ronald lifted Duza a little, and she immediately got on her fours while leaning back and forth, accompanying his fingers.

He went behind her and, as fast as he could, took out his fingers and put the tip of his ‘prick’.

He didn’t want to hurt her, but she was already too aroused to even care. She bent back as much as she could, engulfing his ‘prick’, taking it all in. She moved back and forth while her left hand was still caressing her sweet spot, and spoke with a hoarse voice: “Yes, ‘frilt’ me… faster… harder… slap my butt! Do it…”

Ronald increased the speed of his thrust and slapped her over and over. At each slap, she screamed into her pillow while still moving her ass, trying to make him continue. Ronald was almost blowing up; he couldn’t take that anymore.

Duza suddenly raised her head from the pillow and made a loud moan. That was his cue. He unloaded everything he had, all his semen, his worries, his frustrations, and his lost dreams. His memories of his past life rushed to his mind, only to fade away in the next second.

Nothing mattered anymore, only her and that cute and loud moan. She continued to move her ass, slower at each stroke. She finally rested her face on the pillow with a long moan and rested her buttocks on her ankles, making Ronald move back a little so that she didn’t squash him.

He kissed her back gently, and she giggled because of the sudden tickle: “Hihihi! Stop it… I am ticklish there! Hihihi! No… continue… It feels good… Hihihi! No, stop!… Too much… Come here…”

He laid next to her, belly down. She was smiling, but her face was all wet from all the crying and very red. “I knew it; your speed is a great advantage on a bed. When I saw at the Guild how fast you were, I started to think it would be very good to have you pound my ass. I was right!”

“I never thought you would like so much being slapped on the butt! That really surprised me.”

“Yeah, me too, the first time I found out! It was during an ugly fight, and after my second slap, I almost drooled. And you will be even more surprised when you see what happens when my n*****s are squeezed… while grabbing my breasts… Mmmh… I am drooling already…. Hihihi!”

“Really? Interesting…”

Duza caressed his cheek with her eyes closed. “Not tonight; you ruined me… I can hardly move to cover myself… Next time, okay?”

“Okay, but I wonder what you can do to me. Tonight was all yours, and the next one too? That doesn’t seem fair.”

Since Duza didn’t answer, Ronald waited for a while. Then he noticed her shallow breathing. “No way… You are sleeping already? Come on… I feel used…”

Ronald slowly pushed her away a little to make room for himself. He then got up and went to fetch his blanket, took out the rest of his clothes, and lay next to her, covering their naked bodies with the thick blanket. He gave her a gentle kiss on the left cheek and whispered, “Sleep well, dear Duza…”

…

While Duza and Ronald were sleeping, midnight approached. And with it, a big figure knocked on Mira’s room window. The window slowly opened up, and Ma Yangfa entered. He thought it was weird, the darkness inside that room, except for the faint light coming from the open window.

Mira’s voice came from one corner of the room, a gentle whisper covered in darkness: “Come, my dear, take out your clothes and lay on my bed, face-up, okay?”

Ma Yangfa whispered back, “What’s the matter, Mira? Why is there not even a candle in here?”

“It’s a surprise… Hihihi! Slowly, take out your clothes. I want to see your body bathed in the moonlight.”

Ma took out his armour and then his vest and shirt. At that moment, Mira whispered, “Wait, let me take a good look… turn around… that’s it… Flex your muscles… Good… Continue, I want to see more.”

He took out his boots, trousers, and underwear. When he was about to go to bed, she spoke again: “Wait! Flex your leg muscles… beautiful… Now, grab your ‘prick’ and bounce it to the sides… Let me see your butt… so round and muscular… You are indeed an excellent specimen… Okay, now to the bed.”

Ma was finding all that too weird. Where was his innocent and kind Mira? She was so bossy and so demanding… It’s not that he didn’t like it, but it was strange hearing her act like that. Nevertheless, he lay on her bed, face up.

Then he saw her coming from a completely dark corner. She was like a shadow with her dark Mage robe. She slowly approached him and raised his arms side by side with his head. He felt metal around his wrists and heard two clicks. He understood immediately. Chains! He was chained to the bed! He opened his mouth to speak but was unable to because Mira kissed him. Or, better yet, attack him. She was trying to eat his tongue, biting and sucking his lips. As quick as it started, she stopped.

A candle was lit, and he finally saw her. Almost saw her because she had the hood over her head, and it covered half of her face. But she was smiling. If that could be called a smile. It was more of a twitch of the mouth, with the tongue licking from side to side, lubricating with saliva her dried lips.

She went to fetch something from the bottom drawer of the bedside table, and Ma saw a small leather whip with leather straps attached and a round tip on the other side. He trembled. That tip looked almost… No, it couldn’t be; the sweet and kind Mira would not use something like that, for sure. But then she went with that exact tip to where Ma was looking, to the middle of her legs. She slowly caressed herself over the robe while pinching one n****e.

Ma could perfectly see, even with the faint light of the candle, two pointy n*****s looking at him beneath the robe. That indicated two things: Mira wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and she was very aroused.

Her voice came out in a whisper; she sounded different, wilder: “Let’s try something to see if you are worthy of my interest, shall we?”

“Yes, I… want to be with you…”

He couldn’t end his sentence because Mira whipped his chest hard. She approached his face while he was screaming from the pain and warned him, “Who said you have any right to want anything? In here, I am your owner! You can only ask or beg! Begging would be better; you need to gain the right to ask anything!”

“Hey, what’s the idea? What do you want…”

More whipping ended his speech. Suddenly, he felt her grabbing his balls. She reached for his ‘prick’ and licked from the ball sac until the tip. The pain in his chest was fading, replaced by the extreme pleasure she was giving him with her tongue.

She grabbed the tip with her front teeth and asked, “Do you want to beg now? Or do you still think you can ask for anything?”

“No… I mean, I want to beg for… Aargh!”

She bit him hard. “You shall call me Master, you piece of ‘shilum’! Master is the final and last word that shall leave your mouth when addressing me! Understood?”

Ma was biting his lower lip, trying not to scream from the permanent pain he was still feeling, coming from the tip of his ‘prick’ that Mira was still holding between her teeth. “Master… please, no more… It hurts so much… Master!”

Mira stopped the pressure and caressed his balls. She started to lick them again and caressed the main vein of the ‘prick’ with her right hand, while the index finger of her left hand was caressing his butt hole. “This feels good, right? See? If you beg, I will be good to you. If not…”

She bit one ball, making him scream again. “Understood, you piece of ‘shilum’?”

“Yes, Master… Please continue, Master… It’s so good…”

She increased the speed of the licking and the movement of her hands and finger. Ma started to moan nonstop, but she didn’t stop; instead, she increased her speed even more.

When she noticed the rhythmic trembling of the ‘prick’, she grabbed a piece of cloth that she was hiding underneath the bed and placed it on the tip.

She started to suck the balls while stroking his ‘prick’ with one hand and fingering his butthole with the other.

It was too much arousal for Ma; he couldn’t hold it anymore. He unleashed his load on the cloth that Mira was firmly holding while continuing to suck and finger him.

When he was taking a deep breath and smiling, she hit him in the chest with two powerful blows. He screamed again, but she looked angry. “Who said you could finish? Now what? I am supposed to stay like this, just looking? You couldn’t hold a little while longer? I was almost there!”

“But… I mean, Master, it was too much; I couldn’t take it anymore!”

Mira removed her hood from over her head and gave a cute smile. “I understand, but you could wait five seconds more; I was almost there! Next time, you must hold yourself until I tell you, okay? Or else…”

She caressed his chest with the whip, giving him an evil smile. He immediately shouted, “Yes… Master!”

Mira put the whip on top of the bedside table and kissed him again, but this time gentler and slower. She stopped after a while and looked at him. “This is me. If you like it, we can have a lot of fun. But if you think I am too crazy or this is too much for you to handle, I understand.”

“I think I can handle… If, from time to time, you can be gentle, like this.”

She scratched his chest hard, making him scream again. “Didn’t I tell you to call me Master while in my bed? You have a long way to go for me to be gentle with you, you piece of ‘shilum’!”

She looked angry, but then she laughed: “Hahaha! Sorry, I couldn’t help going into character again. But you really should do what I say, or I am going to hurt you a lot!”

“Yes… Master, I understand. Do you want to do anything more to me, Master?”

“Are you begging?”

“Yes… please, Master, do anything you want…”

While he was still speaking, she reached for his restraints and released him. She grabbed the whip and went to the chair she had on the corner and sat there. “Not tonight; the first lesson ends now. Put your clothes on slowly. Then bow to me and leave.”

Ma Yangfa slowly got up, a little dumbfounded. He got dressed again and bowed when he finished. He went to the window, but before leaving, he looked at her. “Thank you for this, dear Mira. I am still hurt, but you were amazing.”

“I am the one to be grateful, dear Ma. I never thought I would find someone able to put up with this crazy side of me.”

“You are not crazy, just interesting. I can’t wait for my next lesson.”

She picked up the whip, the round tip up, and wrapped her fingers around it. She started to slowly stroke the whip while looking at him. “I can’t wait as well… Your butt hole will like it a lot, for sure…”

Ma Yangfa swallowed. “I… understand… Good night, dear Mira.”

He left, and Mira slowly closed the window. She went to bed with a smile on her face. She covered her mouth with the pillow and screamed with happiness. She then put the pillow under her head and giggled: “Hihihi! This was so much fun! I can’t wait to have him again, all for myself to use and abuse! He is so strong; I bet he can handle everything I always dreamed of doing to him!”

She fetched the cloth that she used and smelled it. "Ma’s scent… so cool…"

Carefully, she wrapped the cloth and put it inside the bottom drawer of her bedside table, locking it and hiding the key inside her Card Box that was on top of the table. She took off the Mage robe, covered herself with the blanket, and with a quick blow towards the candle to put it out, went to sleep, remembering Ma’s screams.