There were moments in the six years that I spent at the Wilson farm that
made it the most memorable period of my life. Wade and Betty Wilson were distant relatives who had
a farm twelve miles from where I went to college and graduate school in Eau Claire, WI. They
provided me room and board in exchange for about twenty hours a week labor, making it feasible for
me to attend school. What made it so memorable were their daughters Kathy and Billie. When I
started, Kathy was eleven and Billie was eight. My quarters were in a separate structure which had
its own plumbing, heat, and kitchen. I got all of the eggs, meat, dairy products, and seasonal
vegetables that I would want from Wade and Betty. It was all cordial, I worked hard, and I pretty
much kept to myself when I was on the farm. I couldn't help, though, catching moments of Kathy and
Billie growing up. One curious area of development was their preoccupation with the male sex and
apparatus. When they would herd animals they would get the male animals to obey or act by tapping
or poking them in the balls. I also caught glimpses of them petting the family dogs, rubbing their
bellies in such a way to bring out a hardon and would cup the dog's balls in their hands. Kathy
certainly influenced Billie in this area of curiosity, but somehow, I got the impression that
Billie was more of the energy behind the goings on. As time went by, I would notice instances that
gave me pause for concern and greater reason for me to keep my distance from these two vixens. When
they would play with boys, I noticed instances, that isolated appeared to be innocent mistakes,
where the boy would take some kind of a shot to the groin. Once, as I was working on a fence, a boy
came limping by me in tears holding his groin. Billie came after him smiling. When she saw me, she
stopped smiling, turned and went back into the cover of the trees. When I was in graduate school,
and Kathy was able to drive, she started to tease me with her dress and actions. Now I knew not to
upset my apple cart, and I knew the "jail bait" laws of the area, so I tried not to even let on
that I surely enjoyed her shows. She became a regular "Daisy Mae". She would wear shirts that she
modified to be sleeveless, and she would tie the shirt tails just below her relatively large
breasts. With out a bra, wearing cutoffs that showed part of the cheeks of her ass, makeup, and
varying hairstyles, it was more and more difficult to fully concentrate on my chores much less, my
studies. My favorite days were when she would wear a tank top type undershirt, a bandanna around
her neck, work boots, and shorts that she would roll the pant leg up as far as they would go. I
could get the full picture of how her young breasts were developing, especially when her sweat made
the material a little more transparent. Billie, on the other hand, was growing jealous of her older
sister, because when she tried to dress like her and get a reaction from me or others, she wasn't
developed enough to pull it off. By this time, Kathy's interest was evolving more in the direction
of using the male anatomy for her pleasure, while Billie's was still in the direction of abusing
it. Added to this, the frustration of not keeping up with her sister in the hormone department,
added a little spice to her adventures. Well, it had to happen. Billie was calling for help from
the barn. Wade was in town and Betty was visiting at a neighbor's. So I went into the barn to see
what was the matter. Billie explained that a pig had run in under some equipment and couldn't get
out the other side and she wasn't strong enough to pull it back out by the hind legs. She asked if
I would try. I got down on my hands and knees and started to slide my upper body in, reaching
forward with my arms. I didn't realize what Billie's view was until I felt a small hand on my balls
through my sweat pants. I couldn't raise my body and, in fact, I got stuck on a piece of metal by
my sweat shirt when I tried to back out of this tight spot. As I was about to say something, in
walked Kathy. "What's the probl....Ooooh! What have you got there Sport?" she asked Billie. I
looked ahead at the pig and realized why it had wedged itself into this mess when I spotted a
little blood from a scrap on its ball sack. "You've got a nice set down here, Johnny." said Billie
as she gave me a gentle squeeze. "Oh Johnny, Billie is right, these do feel nice." As Kathy
replaced Billie's hand, kneaded my balls and started to rub my penis.

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 "Thank you both for the
compliments. Now could you please help me out?" I didn't know what else to say or what strategy I
should use under the circumstances. "If we help you out, will you do what we say for the rest of
the day?" Kathy tossed back in negotiation. I was in no position to say otherwise, because I was
wedged in. If they could move some things from the outside of either leg, I could strain against my
groin down and push out, but as it was, the metal projection catching my sweatshirt was actually
digging into my back, and it was impossible for me to go forward at all. "What did you have in
mind?" I asked, as if I had a choice in the negotiation. "We would like to learn more about you
after all of these years. You hardly give us the time of day." Kathy said, as she tried pulling my
sweatpants down from my butt. Feeling the urgency to be out of this predicament, I acquiesced and
directed them how best to help me out. When I was free, my pants were half way down my thigh and my
shirt was tucked up under my arms. Kathy went around back saying, "Let me see how serious your
scrape is." as she pulled my sweatshirt up my arms, but not off, blinding me and restricting my
arms. Billie was picking up my balls and flopping them in her hand since I hadn't put any underwear
on. Kathy started kissing the scratch, pulled her body up to my back and hugged me while she
searched for my nipples with her fingers. This was too much and I started getting a hardon from
these ministrations. Billie's reaction to the hardon tipped off Kathy, who moved one hand down to
my shaft to feel for herself. This all felt so good that I didn't try to get out of my sweatshirt
bondage. Kathy's other hand moved from my chest to my scrotum from behind, so she was playing with
my hardon in one hand and my balls with the other. At one point, she took both hands on my balls
from behind between my legs, squeezed and pulled up, forcing me to bend over in pain. As I did so,
Billie looped a slip knot around my wrists and pulled it secure. Next, I was pulled upright by the
rope on my wrists, helped by a pulley overhead. The pain in my nuts and belly was now replaced by
fear and uncertainty. Billie pulled a stool up in front of me and started to absentmindedly swing a
stick up to the bottom of my balls with her wrist resting on her crossed knee, tap, tap, tap... as
Kathy unbuttoned her shirt, leaving it on, saying, "We'll let you go sooner if you give me an
orgasm. Billie here will be my enforcer." tap, Tap, TAp, TAP... "Oooh, owe. What do you want me to
do?" "I don't want a swelled belly so I want you to use your mouth, nose, what ever. Billie assume
the hold." Billie stopped tapping and reached around from behind and grabbed my balls in a two
handed grab, while Kathy proceeded to tie my hands to each of my ankles respectively. Kathy took
off her shorts and laid on a table with her hands holding her ankles, pulling her bent legs apart.
Her shirt fell to the sides and I could see parts of her breasts, because they were so firm. Her
bush was lightly sprinkled with pubic hair and it started to glisten with moisture in anticipation,
while I was guided with one hand around my balls and the other on the base of my neck, in a comical
waddle, until I was face to bush. I heard Billie's stool being pulled up and the tapping started
again. "Get going!" Billie said, as she poked my left nut with her stick. I started lapping for all
I was worth. When Kathy said "Faster" to me, Billie picked up the pace of her tapping. When Kathy
told me to "Lick harder!" the tapping grew harder. When Kathy said "Yes! Yes! That's it! Eeeeya,
arghh, oh yes, oh yes." Billie got up from the stool and slapped up to my nuts with her open palm,
then before I could collapse to the ground, grabbed a hold and squeezed. Kathy curled up in ecstasy
on the table while I tried to curl up on the floor in agony. Billie, pretty pleased with herself
asked Kathy if she should untie me and let me go. Kathy got up and sat on the edge of the table. As
she started to button up her shirt she said the story would be that I tried to rape her when Billie
came to her rescue, if I ever breathed a word of this incident to anyone. With the prospects of a
trial, maybe jail, my career in the balance, of course, mum was the word. I kept to myself even
more after that until I graduated. Oh, and the pig made out okay, until the Wilson's needed bacon. 

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