Mutt Farm
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Where the mutts go to be trained! 


Mutt Farm

Just outside, on the edge of the village of Dom cum Man, in the district of
Meadowside District, was the old and once rundown Mutt Farm. No one who lived
here in the village could remember exactly why it was called 'Mutt Farm.' One
rumour said that a long, long time ago it had once belonged to a Mr Mutt, then
another said it used to be a sheep farm that was famous for the mutton it
produced. It had also been at one point a local stable, and housed the kennels
for the local hunt, so there was some kind of 'dog' connection to the old
place. Which was as good a guess as anyone could come up with.

But the news in the village now was that the farm had been brought recently
and although there were a few rumours going around about the new owners. Some
gossip said it was turning back into a cattle farm, or was it an arable farm,
then again maybe it was going back to a stable. Not that any two people in the
village had exactly the same 'story' about what was going to happen up at Mutt
Farm. But the most popular piece of gossip was that it was going to be turned
into one of those small local breweries. Now that sounded like a good idea,
and it was the rumour that a lot of the local men in the village liked the
best. In truth, no one knew exactly what was going to happen to the old farm.
But there'd been a lot of work going on up there and so something defiantly
was going to happen to it.

But back to today, the here and now, and coming down one of the many back
roads, those shortcuts that seemed to be everywhere out in the countryside.
But only known to those who lived out there, in these parts. Down this
particular road was coming the very stylish Rolls Royce of John Fawcett, who
was a very importance person out here in Meadowside District. This place, this
area, this district that was located near to The City, just a shortish drive
away. An area that provided an idyllic countryside setting away from the
hussel and bussel of the busy, packet, smoky and dirty, in more than one way,
city.

Meadowside District covered quite a large area, and was made up of a
scattering of a number of small hamlets, plus a few more parishes and one main
large village. The village of Dom cum Man, and the village at the heart of
Meadowside that the luxury car was now coming into. But the district had other
amenities and delights apart from the lovely tranquil village of Dom cum Man.
There was the rich, fertile land with farms of all kinds. There was woodland
for walking in and orchards, plus there was some quite excellent equestrian
centres and if that didn't take your fancy there was also fishing and hunting
too. Yes, Meadowside had a lot to offer.

Of course, with any countryside district like this, it also needed a bit of
history and tradition, so there was the local Manor house, Fawcett House, of
Fawcett Hall, 'The Hall' as it was known locally. Where the current occupier
of the Manor, John Fawcett, who was the one driving the Rolls, lorded over
'his area', so to speak! Well, it was tradition and this man was a stickler
for all forms of tradition.

One of those 'traditions' was that of entertaining, and the formal occasions,
gatherings, dinners, celebrations, events and parties were all held up at
Fawcett Hall. Parties that were well known, for many different reasons! At any
event held at the house there was always a number of different 'sides' going
on, all at the same time. The formal side, of country life, bringing the
'important' country 'gentry' together, that old kind of tradition. Plus, it
was that sense of nobility to all that John liked. Then there was the getting
together of people side, all in a friendly, relaxed environment to talk
business, another countryside way of doing things. Then there was the good old
let's have a good time, party side, just getting people together to have a
drink, talk, maybe a dance or two and just have a good time. A good old
fashion party, that sort of thing.

But there was also an extra 'added side' that went on at Fawcett Hall, at
these parties. A bit of an extra side, that if you were of those 'special'
guests that took part in this side, you didn't talk about it! This was the
'fun side!' Let's just say that the occupants of the house liked to 'enjoy'
themselves, and spread their enjoyment with as many likeminded guests at these
parties as they could! After all there's nothing wrong with having a 'bit of
fun', is there?

Yes, those, gatherings, dinners, celebrations, events and parties at Fawcett
Hall were all well know, for many different reasons, and there had even been a
murder at one of these! But no one talks about that anymore! This 'enjoyment'
wasn't just confined to Fawcett Hall, there were a few goings on, going on all
over Meadowside. At the Home Wood Equestrian Centre, you could get a good ride
and also a ... ... ? There were also things were 'happening' at the new Maze
attraction where you could get lost in ... ... ? Plus, there were also some
very 'interesting' people, that you could get to know in Dom cum Man too! So,
Meadowside District had it all, one way or the other! (Reader may wish to read
the previous story about Meadowside District - The Quite County Life, Red Barn
Bout, Vote For Me, Party at The Hall, A Special New Year Party, Puppy
Training, Without a Clue, Forgotten Sunday & Maze of Fun and Fury)

In fact, there had been one of those parties at The Hall just the other day
and it had all gone splendidly well, and for some it had gone even better! Now
after the party it was time to catch up on a few things that had gone on, or
had been started, so to speak. That was the reason for coming into the village
today in the car as there were a couple of things to 'catch up on' after the
party, for all the members of the Fawcett family!

So, in the car, the Rolls, and driving was John Fawcett, the 'Lord of the
Manor', and a 'title' he enjoyed when people spoke about him in that kind of a
way. John was many things here in Meadowside, apart for the current 'Lord of
the Manor.' He was also the local Magistrate, which in itself was a very
prestigious and important position to hold. Plus, he was Chairman of the
Council and also the commers groups and a number of different social groups in
the district. The hunting, fishing, shooting clubs that sort of thing, and as
you would expect he was president of the golf club as well. John also had a
keen eye for a good well-formed sporting 'filly', one that showed good
potential in the saddle, plus he liked a good, firm, thoroughbred 'Mare's'
too, John also enjoyed horse racing and horses as well. Riding a horse, or a
woman, was very much part of the countryside way of life for him!

At the party John 'bumped into' Mrs Williamson, Katherine, who was already
being very friendly towards John. As her husband was keen to get planning
permission for a large building job approved by the local council. Well, this
was one way that business was done out here in Meadowside! This 'mare' had
introduced John to her Niece Jenny, who looked splendid. As she was just the
kind of 'filly' that John 'liked', and he liked her instantly. She had the
legs, the shape that showed she could be a good little runner! So, John had
said, if it was alright with Katherine, that he'd take the girl over to the
excellent Home Wood Equestrian Centre and take her for a ride. Katherine
instantly agreed, knowing her Niece wouldn't let the side down! It was all so
kind of John, but of course it was no trouble. John wondered after he'd had
his 'ride' with Jenny, and there was still time, he might be able to go out on
a horse too!

So, today John was on his way to the house of his 'friend' Mrs Williamson, who
lived in the village of Dom cum Man, to see the Aunty so he could pick up her
lovely Niece, Jenny. Then the man, as he'd arranged could take the fit young
filly off to the riding stables for a good, long and hard ride! It was always
good to be active! Also, in the car was Edith Fawcett, the Lady of the Manor
and John's wife.

Edith was a woman who had her own 'roll' to play in society and in the daily
life of Meadowside District, and she lived up to her roll of Lady of the
Manor' so very well. The Lady was chairwoman of the district Women's
Institute, plus chairwoman of a number of organisations such as the Country
Fete, the Best Garden competition, which was eagerly 'fought' over, and of
course the District Flower show. Plus, she was a woman of some breading, some
class, some distinction, a real 'Lady', so to speak. But she was also a woman
with a certain taste for something a bit fresh and a bit 'young!' She had her
normal youthful lad, Peter, who was always on hand and could be relied on for
some much needed 'fun.' But she was always open to trying something new, fresh
and sweet that came her way!

At the party Edith had caught up with an old friend, Muriel who'd brough her
brother and his family with her to the party, which was all quite normal. In
fact, the more the merrier and especially when Muriel had her young and very
cute Nephew, Charlie with her there! So cute and new that Edith wanted to
'try' the fresh, sweet boy. Plus, Edith had caught sight from across the room
of the lad getting a quick and what he thought was an unseen grope of his
Aunt's firm arse, 'so he likes Milf!' Now she 'knew' she must have the boy,
her 'friends' Nephew and 'if' Muriel found out, so much the better, that's how
things were done here in the countryside. Later during the party, Edith
managed to manoeuvre things so she found herself 'accidently' alone with
Charlie in the study. She flirted, taunted, garbed, kissed, felt the boy and
liked what she grabbed! But not now, later and she'd have plans for this one!

So, toady she was off to see her friend Muriel, knowing full well that Muriel,
and Charlie's parent would be out for the day, and leaving the lad there on
his own. All on his own for the rest of the day, she'd found that out at the
party. So, it would be just her and the boy, alone in the house, so plenty of
time for some Milf and boy kind of fun! Also, in the car was Dora & Adam
Fawcett, the young twins of Edith and John.

Adam was one half of the Fawcett twins and being the only boy with two very
noticeable Sister's, for different reasons, he was sometimes over looked, even
forgotten about, just a bit. But that was OK, in fact that was more than good
for the cute looking lad as he tendered to get a 'bit' of attentions from a
good selection of lovely ladies that felt sorry for him! And of course, there
was then the ladies that thought they could tempt, tease and lure in, the ones
that thought they could take advantage of the quiet, shy, cute little lad and
they could give him a tase of what a real, older woman could ... ... Then at
that moment they'd realise just as he was taking control and kissing them,
passionately. That it had been the woman who'd been enticed, by the boy. But
as Adam, kissed, touched them, the woman then submitted to the boy's obvious
... ... 'charm!'

At the party Adam stood out the way, looking like a lost sheep at this big and
scary adult party, well that's how he made it look! And of course, the woman
all loved this, 'Arrrrh!' Some just wanted to hug him he was so cute, some
wanted to kiss him, some women want to ... ... ! The Reverend Parsons and Mrs
Parsons were regulars that these social events at The Hall and Mrs Parson was
also a 'regular' when it came to enjoying the boy Adam! Of course, she knew it
was a sin but 'man can not live by bread alone' and 'woman can't live without
boy cock!' or something like that! But it was now Mrs Pearson had a surprise
for the devil temping boy. She resisted the temptation of hiding away in the
cloakroom here, to suck his cock. But making sure it was unseen she whispered
into his ear and he smiled!

So, today he was off to visit the Reverends wife, as with family tradition
he'd 'volunteered' for a small roll on the church council, which meant
visiting the 'Reverend' was part of all this. And today as Mrs Pearson had
whispered to him that her Sister was here and wanted to 'meet' him! With the
Reverend out all day, he could tick off his list having two Sisters sucking
him off and him doing two Sisters!

Dora the other twin, had her own more manipulative way of doing things. A girl
who used what she had, to make, to get what she wanted. Plus, a girl who, when
her plans worked out, liked the control it gave her. In fact, she was growing
to like this power, this control she could have, could get and liked it a lot.
Her little 'party trick' was to stay out the way, she didn't join in during
these events, she just appeared every now and again. To quietly get herself
some food, a drink and then go back to her room, but! Dressed in her
schoolgirl way she was bound to get noticed and followed, discreetly up to her
room. Then lying on her bed looking so ... ... , she'd suck on the big dick of
the man who'd followed her, discreetly to her bedroom. This was of course all
filmed by the camera hidden in her well-placed teddy bear in her girly room,
filmed and ready to be used to blackmailed her new 'admirer!'

At the last party Dora had done her normal thing, let everyone arrive, get in
the party mood, all before making her appearance. Quietly she'd come down the
house mains stairs dressed in her school uniform, with that delightful, sassy,
temptress look. Which was all noticed by a particularly well off and married
man, Sir Timothy, just the type she liked, a wealthy man! Of course, he
noticed her, liked her, and after she'd gone back up the stairs, without being
noticed himself, he went for 'a walk!' He found her room, found her lying
there on her bed, found her grinning as she was waiting for him. Then after
his trousers were unzipped, the good size man was 'dealt' with! After she
worked him and he'd gone back to the party, Dora had checked her hidden
camera, and smiling she added his name into her Little Red Book!

So, today she was off to the village, to visit a 'friend', kind of! His wife
was out today, she'd overhearing that at the party. Now she could tell him she
had it all on film and that he'd have to pay to keep it quiet, he'd now become
one of her many 'benefactors!' He might even get another blow job; well, he
was a good size! Also, in the car was Felicity Fawcett, the eldest of John and
Edith's children.

Felicity was the eldest of the children, a few years older than the twins and
a girl who ... ... ! Well, a girl who could be a bit unpredictable, to say the
least. Although she'd had the right upbringing, with the proper schooling and
all that. The girl could have her 'moments', be a bit volatile. She understood
and even respected her 'position' in society and how things were 'done',
properly, and she could easily do all that. You could put her in a Royal
garden party and she'd be right at home, behaving and doing everything
'properly', but! But it was like a switch in her, when she'd had enough, she
could go into rebel mode, just like that, and when she was like that ... ... !
Most times she was a positive asset to the family at formal functions, where
business was also being talked about. But she needed a close eye kept on her,
just in case she went, in the click of a finger, into that rebel mode!

At the party and Felicity's role was to play the 'responsible' older Daughter
part, to charm, entertain, talk with some of the guests. While John as council
leader was going round talking and the 'talk' was about a new development, new
houses, on land that would fetch a good price! There was a 'moment' when the
developer, Mr Williamson was set upon, verbally, by Mrs Jefferies about
destruction of the local environment, and it got quite heated. Felicity was
nearby and got involved, on the side of Mrs Jefferies, well this woman's 38
years matched her bust size and that also caught Felicity's attention! John
wasn't amused and berated his Daughter and Mrs Jefferies for interfering with
'business!' The older woman had got upset and Felicity took her away for a
comforting hug and a sympathetic kiss!

So, today she was off to the village to visit her new friend, the campaigner,
to see how things were going to stop this new development and at the same
time! Well Felicity had her own campaign in mind, and that was to get her
hands of the attractive 38 years old, impressive 38's! So that's who was in
the car, in the Rolls as it now arrived here in the village of Dom cum Man.

Past the old Mutt Farm the car went as it carried on into the centre of the
village, and there Edith, Adam, Dora and Felicity all got out. John still
needed the car and would pick everyone up later! No one of course knew what
the others had in mind, and as they all had their own plans for that day. So,
none of them had really listen to each other's 'expansion', or excuse as to
what they were doing today.

John headed off in the car towards the 'council office.' Then he'd take a
sharp right turn when out of sight, to head off towards Mrs Williamsons house
to pick up the lovely Jenny ready to go off for their ride together!

Edith was off to see a 'friend' about this or that event in the village,
that's what she said. When out of sight she'd turn left down a side road and
would be at her 'friend' Muriel's house ready to seduce the boy, Charlie!

Adam was the only one with a real legitimate reason, even though no one really
was listening. He headed off to the vicarage to meet up with the Reverend
Parsons wife and her Sister, to tick all that off his list!

Dora headed of towards the post office, to 'post a letter!' Well, she did have
a couple of blackmailing 'invoices' to send off to a few names in her little
red book. Then it was time to meet up again with her newest benefactor!

Felicity didn't tell anyone what she was doing, where she was going, that was
just her normal way. She headed off towards her new friend's house, ready for
some campaigning and with that number 38 firmly in her mind!

But what of Mutt Farm, well the new owner of this property was, as those
members of the Fawcett family where on their way to, wherever it was they were
going. The new owner was on her way out of The City having spent a very
'enjoyable' night in one of her favourite venues there! As she drove, Ms Harsh
as she was known, was in a good mood, the evening and night she'd had in The
City had been all very ... ... simulating! And now she was ready to get down
to some work on her new project. The one that was going well on the outskirts
of that village a shortish drive out of The City and into the Meadowside
District. She didn't know why but that name, Dom cum Man, seemed to jumped out
at her, for some reason, and she liked the sound of this village. It seemed
like the idea place for her new project and then she'd found the ideal old
property to make her idea come to life, so things were looking good right now.

Yes, it was all looking good for the woman, and Ms Harsh was even smiling as
she drove out The City and into the countryside. Smiling as she headed for
Meadowside and the village of Dom cum Man.

The journey took her past Home Wood Equestrian Centre, where inside one of the
many barns there, John Fawcett was moving in on young Jenny, to get her down
in the hay there! But Jenny had other ideas, unlike her Aunty she didn't
believe in pleasing men to get her way, so THUD! Her knee to his groin would
put a stop to all this and she was sure that John here, having his
'reputation' to think about wouldn't be making an issue out of this!

The woman's journey carried on and soon Ms Harsh's car entered the village,
one of the first proprieties it passed belonged to Muriel who was out with her
Brother. Having left her Nephew all alone in the house, that was until Edith
had turned up to ... ... seduce the sweet boy! As the car passed the boy was
stood there with his impressive cock going in and out of Edith's larges tits
that were wrapped firmly around her new boy's big tool.

Pass that house, further on into the village and there was the Reverends
house. The house next to the church and inside the boy Adam had already ticked
off his list a number of things. But there was nothing wrong with going over a
few things again. As the Reverend Parsons wife and her Sister were again
giving the boy some double action with their tongues, mouths on his big boy
cock, and again he'd be showing his appreciation for their hard work!

Pass the church, post office and then there was the house of Sir Timothy, and
Dora's latest benefactor! Being a, 'Sir', it was a big, stylish, old, and
expensive house and Dora knew this man's 'contribution' to her special fund
was going to be, a bit like his cock, a large one! But as he'd made the first
payment the girl thought he deserved a thank you, so her mouth was working
again, also so was the camera in her phone, always good to have backup video!

Then going to the far side of the village and out the other end there was the
house that belonged to the activist female campaigner Mrs Jefferies. Inside
her house and her visitor Felicity was sat back on the comfortable sofa, at
the same time the 38-year-old woman was sat astride her visitors. So, that her
ample 38's could be licked, sucked and bit by the younger Felicity who had her
own 'campaign' that she was dying to get her teeth into!

Past all there's properties, in and around Dom cum Man the car drove, through
the village and out the other side. Out to where Mutt Farm was, to where the
property and the investment that Ms Harsh had made, was located. As her pink
off road 4x4 vehicle drove through the village, those that were out and about
couldn't help by notice it, well it was bright pink, and wonder who this way?

A few minutes later and the vehicle was there, she turned off the road through
the open gate and into the 'farm' courtyard. The gate was between two medium
size barns that ran parallel with the road. Which also blocked off most of the
view of this place from the road and added to the difference in local tales
about the farm was and what went on here. As no one could really see anything
unless you came into the farm itself. The woman stopped her car just over
there, got out and looked around. Behind her were the two open barns and the
main entrance gate. Then on both sides of this courtyard area, where two, one
on each side, long closed barns. All the barns had that dark, black wood look
to them and somehow this also added to the mystery of Mutt Farm.

At the far end of each barn were more gates, one on each side, that led off to
the fields that made up the farm, going off to the left and right. Still going
back from the courtyard and past those gates was a small garden and then an
old large Victorian looking farm house. A really good size building that had
already had a lot of modernisation done to it as part of the 'upgrading' of
the farm and all its buildings, barns and outbuildings. All part of Ms Harsh's
plan for the farm! So, it was already for anyone to walk in and live there. In
fact, the whole of the farm was just about ready to ... ... well that was all
part of Ms Harsh's plans for the place and that's why she was here today. With
everything done, just a last couple of small bits to do here and there. But it
was still ready, and time to 'open' the farm up again, ready for ... ... !

Ms Harsh looked around the work that had so far been done and how it had all
improved the place no end already. It all looked a lot cleaner, with
everything in much better condition. Repairs had been done, restoration had
been completed and the 'farm' was now organised and in better shape than when
she'd first seen the place. But even back then she could see the potential and
knew it would be just perfect for what she had in mind. She caried on looking
around, taking it all in and how good in now looked. Then she looked down at
her watch, checking as if she was expecting something or someone.

Out in this courtyard area in front of that old large farm house there was a
truck parked. Which the woman reckoned must belong to one of the contractors
she'd engaged to get the farm back up to a good standard. Then, BANG! There
was a loud sound from the long black barn over on the right of the woman, the
sound of men working inside the building. Well, that's what it should be the
sound of, that's what she was paying for, work to be done, to all be finished
off around here.

One of the large stable type doors creaked half open as if someone was
obviously in that part of the barn. At the same time there was the sound of
another vehicle coming through that gate and into the yard, the courtyard
area. Ms Harsh turned from the door to the vehicle and it was as she expected,
the others, were here now. This second car made its way over to where Ms
Harsh's pink 4x4 was parked. Just at that moment that stable barn door that
had been swinging was pushed fully open as whoever was working inside was now
coming out.

Out the stable door stepped one, two, three men. Three rough looking labourers
who seeing the woman stood there now by her bright pink vehicle all stopped
and stared. The man in charge of the group, John, saw the woman and recognised
her as, although he didn't like the term when used with a woman, she was the
boss. But she was paying for all this so that sort of softened it for him. He
kind of nodded, a begrudging acknowledgment that this woman was the owner and
the boss here. Behind the three was a youthful lad who was the Nephew of John
and here to earn some extra pocket money as he ran errands for the workmen.
The men came out further into the yard, stopping what they were doing to look
and take in the woman who'd brought Mutt Farm and was having it all done up,
but for what purpose?

The boy, Josh, well, he just hung back by the door, a bit scared of this woman
as she had this look, this instant air about her that made her seem quite
daunting!

The woman, Ms Harsh, a tallish woman, and was a woman of a certain age. All
three, four of those now looking at her, including the boy, all had a guess at
her age, and all thought around the upper 40's even 50 mark. Well, she did
have a good mature look about her, not that she didn't look good for her age,
far from it. In fact, she looked very good, for an older woman, very good
indeed! To a point where the men and of course the boy all though, 'Wow, I'd
have her!' Well, the boy just thought 'Wow!' After all she was two, three
times, even be a bit more, his age and so he didn't stand a chance with her,
did he! Then there was her face and how that looked. Even though it showed she
was indeed mature, she also had an attractive and an experienced face. With
those odd lines here and there, that added to her knowledgeable, older, Milf
look. Plus, with that 'older woman' hair, full, fair with a curl to it, that
came down closer to her shoulders, she defiantly had that certain 'look!'

Not only did she get noticed for her looks, but also for the way she was
dressed. To start with there were the brown high heeled boots, with some
silver buckles and chains on them. Boots that went up into a pair of black,
leather and tight-fitting trousers, that hugged a good arse, with a brown and
silver decorated belt around her trim waist. Moving past this she wore a crisp
white blouse that had a bit of a frill to it and with some of those top
buttons nicely undone. All this showed she had a good arse, a trim waist and a
good stack to her chest, she had quite the fit body, for an older woman.

With her looks, her body she was Milf and she knew it, knew she looked good,
was good, and when you're this good, people look, stare!

All she needed was a cowboy hat and she'd be ready to turn this place into a
ranch or something like that. But Ms Harsh had her own ideas about all that!

So, to the men she did look good, to the boy she looked amazing, a mix of his
Aunt, school teacher, the really lovely one, and that female doctor at the
hospital that time he'd broken his arm. She looked that good!

But although she 'looked' good there was also that look on her face, and that
was a hard, cold kind of expression. A look that matched her attitude and one
that John was used to. Getting calls, emails all the time for updates as to
how the work was going, and why it wasn't going fast enough. She was a bit of
a slavedriver this one! But the job here paid well so the man just had to bite
his tongue and accept it.

But now she was here in person to oversee the last finishing touches to the
farm and the work done here, as John already knew she was planning to, 'open'
it very soon. Even though he was still unsure of what the farm was going to
use for, this woman had kept that bit to herself. As he now walked over to
meet her and talk, the other car that had also just entered came to a stop
near to her vehicle.

Out of this second car got three more woman and the men and boy still looking
on had more to smile about now as their eyes widened to taken in these new,
younger beauties. The three women where all in their early 20's that was the
general guess, all were young, fit and sexy and all three were a sight to
behold! Although the men and boy didn't know it the three women were Doberman,
the tall black woman, Chow Chow, the smaller Asian looking woman and Setter,
the redhead woman, who was 'in-between' the heights of the other two. And all
a bit of a coincidental that this was 'Mutt Farm', and now there where these
three women, all of whom had dog breed names, that sort of matched their them.
So, there was defiantly some strange connection with dogs going on here.

But this was unknow to the men, they just saw three, lovely looking young
women, a black woman, and Asian woman and a redhead woman, all now stood next
to that second car. At that moment there was the sound of a 'something' coming
from the inside of the pink 4x4. Ms Harsh turned back to her car, leant in
picked something up and then moved back to where she'd been standing. She now
slapped the side of one of her leather covered legs and out the car bounded a
big, a large, black dog, or was it? John who was still walking over towards
the woman to say hello. He stopped on his track at seeing this 'animal.'
Although he was still a bit away from her and 'it', and the other men where
even further away, but they all thought the same thing. 'It's a bloody cat and
bloody big ... ... panther!'

But no one owns a panther, do they? The 'animal' had a studded collar around
it thick neck and in the woman's hand, what she'd retrieved for inside the
car, was a lead. A much longer than normal lead, a half leather and half metal
choke chain lead. Now she had the lead in her hand and all of a sudden, the
'cowboy', 'cowgirl' woman was now looking, with her 'pet' next to her. She was
now looking more like a very dominate, older mistress, and John was in two
minds as to whether he should get any closer to her. Especially with that
'dog' or whatever it was there, the animal that had made itself comfortable
laying down next to its mistress! Mr Harsh looked down at her 'pet' as it made
itself comfortable down on the floor by her side, she liked her animals, all
her animals to be obedient like this!

With John not wanting to get any closer it was a bit of a stalemate now, but
that was broken by the sound of more cars entering through that gate and into
the courtyard of Mutt Farm. Three cars now all entered, all cars that looked
as if they cost a bit and as the cars came in, they all parked up in a line in
front on that large long old bran on the left-hand side. A moment or two went
by with most the three men there and the boy in the background wondering what
was going one here. One pink car, with a Milf, then another car with three
younger fit women and now three more cars. It all seemed to have go quite busy
round here all of a sudden, as the workmen now wondered who were in these new
cars? Ms Harsh looked back down at her watch and nodded to herself, everything
was on time, everything on time and in its place, exactly as she liked it.

Out of each of these newly arrived cars got a man and a woman, a husband and
wife, a couple. So, three couples and by the looks of it couples that had a
bit of money too. The ladies all dressed nicely and the men in expensive
looking suits, that sort of thing. Now the attention was on these new arrivals
as Ms Harsh turned herself toward them and the three 'friends' of the older
woman also turned their attentions these too. John and his workforce were now
forgotten about, which kind of suited the man in charge after seeing the
animal, whatever it was and all these women. He had an idea that 'something'
was going on here today, but now wasn't sure if he wanted any part of it.

And there was indeed something going here as the work men were starting to
find out as these three new couples were looking around and were not
impressed. Well, the men here weren't impressed and by the sound of the
commotion each of them was making they were expecting some kind of country
hotel, and not an old farm courtyard. Even a well refurbished farm! That's
what John worked out, what he was hearing, but he knew this wasn't a 'hotel'
that he and his men had been working on, it was more of a ... ... ! At that
point one of the men noticed Ms Harsh and started to make his way over towards
her, then the other men followed. The one that was doing the loudest of the
complaining, called out, "You!" "Are you in charge here?"

Ms Harsh couldn't help but grin as she'd now been noticed. "You ... ... you
call this a hotel; it looks more like a farm!" Well, the man was right, it was
a farm and still as far as John, his men, plus the boy, could all work out,
there were no plans to turn it into a 'hotel.' But then John noticed something
with all this, it was just the three new men who were causing all this uproar
and not their wife's. In fact, the three wives were now all stood back,
smiling, talking and without any concern. It looked to John as if the wives
defiantly knew something about all this that the men didn't.

The three men all around that 30-year-old mark, like their wives, were getting
closer to Ms Harsh. Who was still stood there looking these men up and down as
she was taking them in. Then suddenly they got a look at that 'animal' that
was down by her boots and they slowed themselves down. Stopped short of her,
not wanting to get too close to whatever that thing, that 'animal' was! But
that didn't stop each of them from using their voice, 'demanding' answers from
her. As she looked as if she was the one in charge here, which of course she
was. Answers to 'where's the hotels we're expecting?' and similar questions.

Ms Harsh wasn't really listening to all this, she tapped the side of her
leather cover leg with her hand and pointed back to her vehicle and the 'dog',
'panther', whatever that thing was, got slowly and in a kind of menacing way,
up and headed back inside the pink 4x4. The boy at the back, and well out the
way was finding this all mind boggling but even he that far away could see
this was surly some kind of 'big cat!' But what was this woman doing with an
animal like that and bringing it out like this? Surly there were laws for all
this, for 'animals' like that. But somehow even the boy got the impressing
that this woman, was probably a law to herself, so it didn't matter!

So, with the animal out the way the three men found a new confidence, even
bravery to deal with this woman now, the one who was in charge of this ... ...
! The men all 'complaining' at the same time caused a racket and Ms Harsh had
to raise her hand to bring some silence to this 'meeting.' "What hotel? Did
your wives actually say you were staying at an hotel or was it ... ... " She
left it hanging there, allowing the men to all think back to what had been
said by their wives. 'A trip away', 'spend some time in the countryside' and
'a quiet place out of The City', stuff like that. But, 'No', the wives hadn't
actually said anything about a hotel that was right, the men just assuemed
that, and it was all the wife's idea and they'd arranged it. In fact, just
about now the three men were all realising that they'd had nothing to do with
all this, it was all down to the wives and ... ... !

There was a look back from the men at their wives as this all sank in. A
double look as the wives were now up and close to the three other women who
were there, the 'friends' of this older woman who was in charge here. The
redhead wife was, by her husband's reconning far to near up to the tall black
woman, Doberman. The blond wife was, as far as her husband was concerned, way
too close to Chow Chow, the petite Asian woman. As for the brunette wife, her
husband was shocked at the closeness his wife was to Setter, the redhead
there. Of course, the husbands didn't know who these other women where or
their names they just saw three very good looking, attractive and sexy women
stood there. Surprisingly the wives also saw this too, but they had the
advantage as they already knew the names of their 'new friends!'

Turning back with some confusion now the men felt as if they'd been 'set up'
in some way, but they didn't know exactly how or why. The most 'shouty' of the
men now went to get back into his rhetoric and, SMACK! As he opened his mouth,
Ms Harsh let loose with the back of her hand going swiping across his face.
That would stop his incessive talking, and it worked as he did stop instantly,
especially with that long lead wrapped around that hand. He was the blond's
husband and took a good couple of shaky steps backward, as the blow took had
taken him by surprise, made him quiver and hurt him. As he stopped going back,
he brought his hand up to his face and he wiped away blood. Blood that the
metal chock chain part of that lead had caused as it struck, stung, cut and
hurt him.

His face was one of surprise, his two frineds the brunette's and redhead's
husband were shocked and the older woman, Ms Harsh, she just stood there and
grinned. The other two men had grabbed onto the blond woman husband as he'd
staggered backwards, making sure he didn't fall down. Although the three men
didn't know each other, this was the first time they'd met there was an
instant camaraderie between them, it was them against this woman, the one in
charge here, the one who'd struck the man first.

The redhead's husband flicked his foot in the direction of Ms Harsh, a
childish defiant 'get away' to the violent female! And as the blond's husband
was helped back onto his steady feet, Ms Hurt returned this pitiful attempt to
intimated her, with her own much more 'direct', and adult form of defiance,
CRACK! She 'flicked' her leg and sent the point of her boot into the kneecap
of redhead's husband. A bit more than just a 'flick' it was a real hard kick,
the point of her boot that was aimed deliberately and went in just under the
kneecap then came upwards, sharply and, ARRRHHHH!

It was a blow that hurt like hell, injured the man, made him jolt abruptly as
he was hit. Plus, it was a blow that caused his wife, the redhead who was
stood over there with the arm of black woman, Doberman, around her waist,
caused her to shudder too. But with amusement as she giggled and laughed at
this. Two men hit quickly and easily by the woman and that should have been a
good indication as to where this was all going, but still the third man, the
brunette's husband, he still went and had a go himself! Having seen the other
two get hit, this one being a bit of a sports man knew he should now 'step
in', so to speak and take control of the situation.

He let go of the man he was helping, raised himself up to his full heigh, he
was a tall man and took a step towards, THUD! He took a step straight into Ms
Harsh's fist as it came flying his way. She saw him raise himself up and could
read the man and what he was going to do next. So, she did him instead, but
did him in her way, a twist of her upper body, a dropping of her other
shoulder to raise this one a bit, as he was a tall man. Then she'd sent her
fist his way, a good solid old fashion punch as she was that kind of an old
fashion woman in some ways! Plus, that dog lead still wrapped around her fist
again adding something else into what she gave him.

Straight into the centre of his face and with no holding back it sent his nose
across his face caused blood and snot to fly out. A blow that sent this one
staggering back making him trip over his own feet, then tumble and with a
thud, he'd fallen down on his arse. His wife the brunette who had her arm
around the woman Setter, the redhead and was just about to find out how tasty
her red lips where ... ... ! She stopped as she caught sight of her husband
falling, the brunette, laughed, hugged her redhead and then did enjoy the
taste of those lips too.

With one on his arse and the other two shocked, stunned, Ms Harsh was pleased
with how she was dealing with their complaints. She had wondered if she'd be
suited to 'interacting' with the general public like this, but felt she was
getting the hang of it! With one man on his arse, the other two men turned
from looking down at him and back over to the woman who'd just done this, a
look of 'what the ... ... ?' on each of their faces. But as they'd turned to
look at the woman who'd done this, WHACK! SMACK!

There was a spinning movement, followed instantly by black leather with a
brown boot at the end of it. This turning, all ended with a double strike, as
the 'cowgirl's' boot went around and upwards. Up into one man's chest, across
that and sending him backwards. Then that boot carried on up into the bottom
of the second man's jaw. A good double hit and now that was all three of them
that where down, on their arses, on the floor. This all caused a number of
mixed emotions from everyone there, surprise, pain and hurt from the three men
that were on the ground of the large yard area of Mutt Farm. Also, a sense of
growing delight, joy and fun from the three wives who were seeing their no
good, cheating, gambling and rotten husbands getting what they deserved. Then
there was John and his workmen who stood there watching in shock at what
they'd just seen. Lastly there was the boy Josh stood right at the back. Well,
OK he'd now moved out of the barn and was a bit further forwards to get a
better view of all this. But he was in awe of what this woman was doing and
just how good she looked doing it.

But John and his two workmen took exception to this woman now and what she'd
down, and it was now time for him and his men to step in! Josh just wanted to
watch as the woman both scared and excited in in such a strange way that he'd
not felt before. But as he wondered why he felt like this his Uncle, John and
the other two men all stepped forwards to put and end to this. After all the
men on the courtyard ground had done nothing to deserve being treated in this
way, so it needed to stop.

John moved, well he was feeling much braver now that that 'animal' had gone
back into the car and followed by the others he came in closer to the woman.
He was also coming in from her side as she was still looking over and down at
these other fallen men. So, he knew as he reached out grabbed her arm, to pull
her away, that she wouldn't have seen him coming to her. So, John felt
confident when he had hold of the woman by her arm and as he went to pull, to
get her away, WHACK!

What he didn't expect was her fist to come flying around and smack him, so
hard across his face, no he didn't expect that at all. The blow, even though
it was from a woman, an older woman shook him. His whole body shook as she'd
come around, twisting her body, breaking that grip he had on her, then
shooting her clenched fist at him. He caried on quivering for a good second or
two after she hit him, which went to show just how hard that blow had been. As
he stopped shaking the blood from his broken nose started to run but his head
was still a mess from the pounding, thudding feel that gripped the inside of
it.

It would take a good hard hit to stop a man like John, after all he was one of
those strong builder types, and it had been a 'good hard hit', but from a
woman. The other two men, John's workmen, were on either side of their boss as
he'd approached her. Now with some distance between these two, they had a
better chance of taking on the woman as they were coming at her form different
sides. After all she couldn't take on two men could she. Looking on and the
boy Josh was now worried for the woman, especially as the man on the right,
reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife!

It didn't look good for Ms Harsh, two men, one with a knife, she was now in
trouble! Or was she? Still with that half leather and chain lead in her hand
the woman made her move to 'defend' herself. Her left hand, holding the lead
flicked out, WOOSSHH! ARRRHHH! Straight and sharp towards the man coming
towards her with the knife in his hand. Almost as if she was using it as a
whip, the lead rolled out and struck. She must have a good eye, as well as the
rest of her, as the chain end of the chock lead hit its mark right on target.

Striking the man's hand, the one holding the knife, whipping him, shocking,
hurting him. Making him flinch, his hand jolted and the knife went flying out
of it. In that split second and at the back the boy thought to himself, 'what
would she be like with a real whip?' But that was a strange thought for a boy
like him to have! She quickly gathered up her 'whip', the 'dog' lead, and was
again ready. The man who'd had the knife cursed loudly as he held his now
injured hand, then as he looked up at the woman who'd done this, with a look
of anger and revenge on his face. The woman moved for a second time, WOOSSHH!
UUUHHHH!

Her arm, wrist, hand all flicked again as she reached out towards the man for
a second time. This time the long lead went up higher, as she aimed her 'whip'
at this one's neck and as the lead, the chain unravelled it went towards and
around his neck. The metal chock chain part, wrapped itself around the man's
neck, as if that's where a chock chain should be! His arms, hands came up
immediately as he panicked with the tightening chain around his neck, his
throat. Then with one good hard yank on the lead by Ms Harsh, the man came
stumbling forwards and toward her.

As he tumbled to her, falling forwards, with that chain, whip around his neck,
CRACK! As he fell Ms Harsh raised her leg and shot her leather covered knee
into his falling face. His body shook as she struck and then he went over to
the side as he dropped down to the courtyard floor. He was out cold and later
she'd teach him a good lesson for coming at her with a knife! It all took just
a few seconds, but she still had John and the second man to deal with.

As she now turned to these John was just getting himself together after her
first strike, and as the woman was now close to him, WHACK! She went for him
again before he could get himself fully together. Another fist to his face
that this time took its toll on him, he wobbled and dropped down to one knee
as again he tried to deal with another attack from her. With him delt with,
for a second time that left the second of those other men to deal with. Ms
Harsh looked over and there he was close by and reaching down to the floor for
the knife that had been whipped out of friend's hand and then flicked away.
Luckily for him it had come his way and now he was going to use it properly!
The woman saw all his and now she turned, stretched over towards this second
man, his arm reaching out, and at the same time her arm, holding the lead also
came around and also reached out, WOOSSHH! CRACK! Her whip like action was
again on target, as the end of the metal chock chain caught the knife there on
the ground once again. Caught it just right and sent in flying off in a
different direction and out of 'harms' way.

At the same time, she carried on turning, spinning around, all the way around
and as the man had over reached himself to go for the knife, that was no
longer there. There was no chance of him getting out the way, he was already
too far down, to low to the ground. He had put his hand down to try and stop
himself from falling, but there was still the woman to worry about! Ms Harsh
came around, raised a leather covered leg and as she got into potion, brought
that leg now. Slamming the heel of her boot down into the back of the man,
CRUNCH! ARRRRRHHHH!

Her boot going into him, coming down into his back, into his shoulders, as he
reached low for the knife that was no longer there. The blow made him judder
and shake and then his was out cold, not moving. So, all this meant the only
one still left was the injured John. Even though he was still down on one
knee, he was the kind of man that would try and come back. Ms Harsh grinned as
she went up to the last man, he was shaking his head and now trying to get
himself back on his feet, he was obviously feeling sort of able to carry on.
But that wouldn't last long!

John indeed had shaken as much of the pain out of his head as he could, but it
still hurt, and he knew he just had to get back up and then ... ... ? Then
he'd have to deal with the woman, in whatever way he could, that was his plan.
But before he could get fully up to his feet, WOOSSHH! UUUHHHH! As he raised
himself up, there was something cold and sharp that seemed to wrap itself
around his neck and then! Then it tightened itself against his throat and he
was in trouble.

Of course, this was Ms Harsh's doing, she moved to the side of the man as he
was attempting to get himself up, then her arm had swung out. Sending the lead
flying his way, and again well aimed, that metal chock chain end wrapping
itself around his throat. She moved in close, grabbed hold of the chain end,
with her free hand, while still holding the leather end in her other hand. Now
she pulled back. At the same time dragging him back down so he went onto both
his knees. Then she lifted her leg, shoved her knee into his back so she could
pull back on that dog lead and chock the man, properly!

John's hands came up to his throat, trying desperately but in vain to get the
lead away and off of him. But to no avail, as the older woman was too strong
for him and with that lead of leather and metal around him neck, he didn't
stand a chance. He didn't last long either as the older woman's strong arms
took care of him quickly. She let go of the metal end of the chain, releasing
her hold on the man, who now toppled over and collapsed, out cold down to the
courtyard floor.

So, that was all of them done for. Ms Harsh looked down at the last man, John
the building foreman and then at his two workers. Now she looked up and back
over to where this had all started with the 'visitors', the first of the
'guests' here at Mutt Farm. The three men that had turned up, with their wives
and thought they were here to spend some time at a country hotel. The men that
she'd hurt, put on their arses here on the ground of her farm ... ... well it
was a bit more than just a farm, as the men were just about finding out now!

As Ms Harsh turned and made her way over to where she'd put these men down and
where her friends Doberman, Chow Chow and Setter had already started with
their job here! The black woman, Doberman had gone up to the redhead wife's
husband, Chow Chow was there with the blond woman's husband and Setter was
stood by the brunettes' husband. And each of these women, Ms Harsh's 'kennel
maids', as if they had a job titles then kennel maids was as good as a
description as could get. Each one of these women, these kennel maids had her
own dog lead! Which was now in the process of being attached around the neck
of the 'man', or was that 'dog' that each woman was now in charge of, for his
stay here!

But just before they done this the ladies had got out their car the sign for
the new farm that they'd collect and brought here. The sign that was ready,
and should today have been put up by the workmen. The sign leant up by the car
read: -

'Mutt Farm. Open to take in your stubborn 'dog' and train him, the 'Harsh'
way, back to obedience. Owner. Ms Harsh.'

Ms Harsh was indeed the new owner of Mutt Farm and it was her plan to turn
this place into a 'select' and discreet getaway ... ... Well, it was going to
be an establishment where frustrated, fed-up and angry wives and girlfriends
could 'send' their disobedient, rude and troublesome husbands and boyfriends
to be re-educated, re-trained to be 'good boys' again! And today was when the
farm was open for business and it first three 'guests' had been booked in for
an intense course of re-training. Re-training to get them back to being good
husband!

So, this was why these three men, the ones who'd arrived in their cars a short
while ago, that's why they were here today, to be re-trained. Ms Harsh had
already 'advertised' her new business, withing some of the normal circles she
moved in, whiles she was in The City. Plus of course there was word of mouth.
And these three men they were the first ones to be 'booked in' to her new mutt
training business. These three had all been 'bad husbands' one way or another,
bad enough for their wives to have had enough and to want them to be
re-trained back into 'good husbands', the obedient kind husband!

The three 'kennel maids', Doberman, Chow Chow and Setter all finished off
their rough attachments of the leads to the men. Now it was time for these
'kennel maids', to take their charges away and show them where they'd be
staying during their time here at Mutt Farm. WHACK! THUD! SMACK! The three
'kennel maids' used their boots to get their new 'dog' on all fours so they
could be led away to their 'accommodation!'

The business owner, Ms Harsh smiled as she watched her first 'customers' being
led away, literally. All in line, like good dogs, the first man on all four,
with his lead attached and being led away by the redhead Setter. She'd be his
kennel maid during his 'stay' here and walking next to Setter, with her arm
around the redhead's slender waist was the brunette wife and it was her
husband who was attached to the other end of that lead.

Next in line and the second man on all fours being led away by his kennel
maid. In charge of him for his stay was the tall black woman Doberman, who had
full control of the lead in her hand and so had control of the man it was
attached to. And with her hand on the firm arse of this kennel maid was the
redhead wife of the man that arse was in control of.

Last in this line and heading off was the Asian woman Chow Chow, with, on one
side of her, the blond wife. Whose hand was gently going up and down this
kennel maids back while playing with her long hair. Then on the other side the
kennel maid had the blonds husband down on all fours, where he belonged and
with that lead attached around his neck.

The lovely ladies, those kennel maids lead their charges away, up to that gate
on the left-hand side. Then through that and out onto the filed on that side.
At the back of that large long barn were the newly refurbished dog kennels
that where probably the reason that Mutt Farm was so called. In fact, John and
his men, one of their jobs had been to get those kennels back up to standard
ready to receive ... ... 'guests', to Ms Harsh's husband re-training centre!

The kennel maids, Doberman, Chow Chow and Setter would be the ones to take
charge, take control of those men booked in and they would be the ones that
would re-train the men back into 'good husbands!' Of course, Ms Harsh would
have her own 'hands on' roll here at the farm, after all this was her idea and
she had a lot of experience of training men!

So, the three paying guests were all being taken to their kennels, to settle
in! With the dog's safely in their place, the kennel maids would then show
each of the wives their rooms in the big farm house. Then after the kennel
maids had got those wives into their bedrooms, and ... ... After all that,
then the training of the men would start!

So that just left the workmen and of course, the boy! Ms Harsh looked down at
them, right now they weren't in any condition to get on with the last of their
jobs. Ms Harsh would sure to take note of this when it came to 'settling' her
bill for the work they'd done here. There was still a couple of last jobs to
do, like putting up the sign, but that would have to wait until the men had
come round and where in some kind of a fit state to work again. Plus, when
they did come around Ms Harsh was going to have 'a word or two' with them
about their 'attitude' here. She'd been less than impressed with what she'd
seen since she turned up here today and someone was going to suffer for that!

But that was all for later, right now there was something else that had caught
the woman's eye, and his name was Josh! The boy was still stood there, just on
his own now, and away from the door of the barn that at one point he'd been
hiding behind. The sight of this woman, Ms Harsh had hypnotised him, he'd
never seen a woman like this before, not a female who was so ... ... !
Amazing, that's all the boy could think. But there was just him and her there
now, well apart from the three men on the floor, but right now they didn't
count for anything.

So, as the woman stood there and looked straight at him. the boy whose heart
was going so fast, he thought it would burst, he wondered what was going to
happened now. Surly she knew he wasn't part of all this, he wouldn't do
anything against her, he'd dare not! And anyway, he was so smitten by her he
couldn't do anything against her.

Ms Harsh did have something she was going to do to this lad, she had plans for
him, but it wasn't going to be the same plans that she'd had for these men.
After all she was a woman, an older, mature woman who had a tase for The City
and what it had to offer. So, seeing a good looking young lad, well her
natural Milf liking for a good boy kicked in here.

She stood there and with her free hand she tapped against the outside of her
firm thigh, against the leather of her trousers. The boy's eyes moved down to
her hand tapping there and like the animal back in her car, he obeyed the
command he'd been given. Nervously he stepped forwards and towards her, but as
he did there was a look of some annoyance on her face, as if he'd done
something wrong, but what? Ms Harsh's arm came out and that lead round her
hand then unravelled and dropped down. She now held the lead by its leather
end with that metal chock chain end now there dangling down at the bottom of
it, and now the boy knew!

He got down on all fours and like a good little pet, he made his way over
towards his ... ... Mistress! Well, she was the one in charge here and as he
got there and stop obediently, the older woman reached down and attached the
lead around his neck and now he was her boy! Her 'puppy', well this was Mut
Farm and she was use to handling all kinds of dogs!

But she also had something else in store for him, maybe a different 'role' for
him to fulfil! She now made her way over towards that barn door. Tugging at
the lead in her hand so her new 'pet' followed on, which of course he did,
scampering along by her side and still down on all fours. The woman had
ordered some bales of hay to be placed in the stable. She was still in two
minds as to whether she wanted horses at the farm or not. But now she seemed
to have a new idea! A barn, hay and a boy! Now what could a Milf like her do
with all that?

In the barn the boy would keep his lead on, so he knew his place, but as the
woman dragged him upwards, kissed him, 'Hmmm nice!' Then shoved him back into
the hay and tugged, pulled at her blouse to get it off, the boy knew he was in
for such a good ... ... 'OOHHWW!' Ms Harsh kennelling down over him, ripping
his top open and running her tongue up and over his quite lovely boy body, and
it got her in the mood for some real 'fun!'

He had a good boy cock that her mouth and tongue enjoyed, plus his mouth and
tongue were quick learners and surprisingly good. In fact, the woman was most
impressed with his work! And his cock in her mouth, between her tits and in
her also worked so very well. Then after some play it was done some real hard
work! Taking her from behind there in the hay with that lead still in her
hand, it allowed her to pull on it and yank the lads head and body down onto
her. So, she could turn her head and kiss him, while he was still thrusting
her. As he serviced the woman so well, she decided to 'take him on', as the
farms 'stable boy.' She still wasn't sure if she was going to have any horses
there, but after his performance and obedience. She knew the farm defiantly
needed a hard working 'stable boy', no matter what, and Josh was the boy to
fill that role!

It was later and the boy Josh was resting after being a good active, bouncy,
full of energy puppy! The woman now dressed had gone back out in the courtyard
as there was still the three workmen to be dealt with. She 're-negotiated' the
contract she had with John for the 'work' he'd done and still had to do,
CRACK! Plus, there was the man's two colleagues who needed a lesson about
knives and a lady, CRUNCH! SMASH! They would both need a trip to hospital, so
those broken bones could be dealt with properly. Plus, of course, John would
have to explain to his Sister that her Son, Josh, was staying here at the farm
as he'd just got a permeant job here.

When it came to the boy, Ms Harsh was sure that when she wasn't here at the
farm, that her kennel maids would be only too happy to make sure that there
was enough 'work' for the stable boy to do, in her absence!

So, with everything now done and with the new sign up by the main front gate
and Mutt Farm was all now officially open for business. After all those little
things were taken care of Ms Harsh got into her car and headed off back to The
City. She'd left a message with her kennel maids that there was something
thing in the old stable they might want to 'look after' for her, while she was
away. For tonight she had a little party to attended that promised to be quite
'good' and she was looking forward to this!

She drove out of Mutt Farm, turning left and back into the village of Dom cum
Man. As she was driving through the centre, past the post office and the
church she saw a fine-looking car parked up further alone, a Rolls. There
walking up to it all from different directions there were a number of people.

There was a quite rebellious, strong willed look to the first girl she saw. A
youngish looking girl, who had this grin on her face. The look of 'the cat
that had got the cream!' Ms Harsh could tell she was a girl who was trouble,
but got what she wanted, and the older woman liked that. In fact, Felicity had
got exactly, and some more, of what she wanted today. Those 38's and a new
friend to play with behind her husbands back.

Then there was a couple of younger sweet looking things, a boy and a girl, who
looked as if they were twins, possibly. Now there was a thought!

The boy looked especially cute and kind of shy, she liked that, and was sure a
woman like her could do things to him he would never forget. Adam had already
ticked off numerous things from his list today and had an invitation to go
back and tick some more things off his list!

The girls look was different, sassy and tempting looking, especially in that
school uniform, which this older woman noticed, and liked too. Dora had had a
very 'profitable' day here and was looking forwards to seeing who her next
benefactor would be, who she could manipulate next!

Then there was this older woman, who with her grand and mature looks, the look
of a 'Lady', must have been those youngsters Mother. Ms Harsh could see this
woman had a way about her and as it takes one Milf to know another Milf. So,
Ms Harsh just knew that this woman would, 'enjoy' some of the friends she had
and some of the places she went! Edith had had a good day, seducing that very
stimulating boy and as she left being seen by her friend Muriel too!

Lastly there was the man in the Rolls that the pink 4x4drove past, a man who
seemed to have this look of importance about him. Ms Harsh could tell that he
was a 'something' around here, she joked to herself, 'must be lord of the
manor!' But she also knew that this man might be someone who's position could
be of use to her later on! John's day had been less 'productive', all he'd got
was a ride on a horse, not his best visit to the equestrian centre at all!

As she was now on her way out of the village and heading back to The City her
phone range, she hit 'talk' and there on the other end was a female voice.
"Hello, my names Jackie and your number was given to me by a mutual friend. I
understand that you might be able to help me. I'm having a few problems with
my husbands and was told you could offer a service to ... ... turn him back
into a better husband for me ... ... !