[m4F] Older Groundskeeper Tormented by Sexy College Girl in a Bikini

I had been working as the live-in groundskeeper on the Smythe Estate for about five months. I'm not one of those guys with a career plan. I'm a big, strong guy in my mid-forties with long hair and a beard who likes working outdoors, and the job suited me well.

Everything, I think, had been going well and my employers were pleased with me. When summer rolled around, I expected that my job would stay much the same except with more heat and humidity and, honestly, with more solitude. I knew that my employers were planning to spend the majority of the summer in their summer residence in the mountains.

What I had not expected, however, was their 20-year-old daughter, Abigail, who was home from college to decide to stay here at the estate for the summer. I overheard her telling her parents that after her first year of college she was stressed out and just wanted to lie by the pool all summer and sunbathe and that the summer residence was too shady.

When Mr. and Dr. Smythe departed, they told me specifically that I was to follow absolutely any instruction that Abigail gave me. When they said that, Abigail gave a broad, toothy grin, and there was a little gleam in her eye that I didn't quite understand at the time. But I promised them that of course I would.

The afternoon after they departed, she instructed me fairly casually. We did a quick walk around of the main part of the grounds near the property, and she told me which hedges to make sure I trimmed and asked if I could change some of the flower beds to more summery plantings. I, of course, told her that I'd do as she wished. I knew that legally she was my boss, but it did feel a little awkward. I'm six-foot four with a barrel chest and broad shoulders. I've got a little bit of fat around my belly, but basically, I'm a big strong, burly man and more than twice her age at that. It felt a little odd being bossed around by someone so much smaller and younger.

The next couple of days she came out and set up her chaise lounge near the pool and lay in the sun in a bikini, just like she'd said she would. I will admit, that I did enjoy seeing her in it quite a bit and tried to do a little more work near her. At the end of the second afternoon, she caught me looking.

That was when the real change came. She looked me dead in the eye and asked me if I would really do anything she ordered. I felt, well, quite nervous, honestly. I didn't really have any idea what that was going to mean, but when I thought about this pretty young woman controlling me, I could feel my stomach fluttering. It was that same sort of nervousness which goes with a first date. So I took the plunge and said yes. She smiled broadly and told me that she was getting bored with just sunbathing and that starting the next day, she was going to have fun with me. Something about the way she said it made me very nervous.

The next day, she had a new "uniform" for me to wear: a small pair of thong underwear into which my big cock and balls barely fit. I could tell this was a test. Was I really going to wear this ridiculous thing just because she told me to? Of course I was. It's not like I was going to back down. When I approached her wearing my work boots, my gardening gloves, the thong and nothing else, she laughed out loud, but her eyes shown with a deeper delight.

That day, as I worked, she would come and sunbathe near me. She seemed to be enjoying the view as well as showing off. At the end of the day, when I was about to go home, she asked me if I masturbated. I admitted that I did, and then she told me that it was no longer allowed.

That evening, I was quite tempted to ignore her instruction, but, in the end, decided that it would be more fun to follow her wishes. I haven't really promised myself that I won't masturbate, but I'm at least trying to hold out as long as I can.

The next day she sunbathed in the tiniest little thong bikini I'd ever seen, and when she caught me looking at her ass, she punished me by putting some brambles in the pouch of my "uniform" so that I had to move very gingerly while doing my job and even still wound up with a bunch of little pricks on my prick. She was clearly utterly delighted with both the result of this punishment and my willingness to endure it. As I headed home from work today, she told me that she was looking forward to having much more fun with me.

And the truth is that, as much as I would never admit it in public, the thought of her continuing to tease me with her body and torture my genitals sounds amazingly hot. I'm already wondering what will come next. The stinging nettles from by the stream? The hot peppers from the garden? Making me drag the paving stones around using a rope around my nuts? I have no idea, but whatever she chooses, I will let her punish me.

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