Lynne's horse ranch was a flurry of activity as she greeted Kevin, a 60-year-old man with a go-with-the-flow attitude. She was a 45-year-old redhead and proud queer data scientist, and she greeted him with a firm handshake and a knowing smile.
"Welcome to my ranch, Kevin. I'm so glad you could make it," she said, leading him to the kitchen table.
Over a cup of coffee, Lynne proposed a clothed female, nude male visit, explaining her belief in the vulnerability and trust-building power dynamics it would bring to their relationship. Kevin expressed concern about his 4" cock, but his try-anything-once attitude won the argument in his head, and he agreed to the experiment.
Lynne laid out the four strict rules: she would never get naked, there would be no sex or oral sex, Kevin would be naked the entire week, and should he get aroused, he couldn't hide it. Kevin undressed, and Lynne couldn't help but chuckle at his small stature, playfully calling him "Little Kevin."
As they began their day, Lynne put Kevin to work, assigning him tasks around the ranch, making sure to include plenty of physical labor to test his endurance. Throughout the day, Lynne continued to make playful jabs at Kevin's size, but Kevin took it in stride, knowing it was all in good fun.
"Lynne, I'm starting to get a little... uncomfortable," Kevin said, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.
Lynne looked up from the hay she was stacking and raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And why is that, Kevin?"
Kevin tried to hide his arousal, but Lynne was quick to point it out, reminding him of rule number four.
"I told you, Kevin. No hiding. If you get aroused, you have to deal with it."
As they sat down for dinner, Lynne noticed Kevin's arousal and called him out on it, teasing him and making him even more self-conscious.
"Kevin, you're looking a little flushed. Is everything okay?" she asked, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.
Kevin tried to hide it, but Lynne was having none of it.
"Come on, Kevin. You know the rules. No hiding."
After dinner, Lynne suggested they take a walk, and Kevin followed, trying to keep his mind off his arousal. As they walked, Lynne continued to tease Kevin, making him even more self-conscious and aroused.
"Lynne, please. I can't take it anymore," Kevin said, stopping in his tracks.
Lynne suggested he take care of it, reminding him of rule number three. Kevin hesitated, but Lynne insisted, and he finally gave in, masturbating in front of her. Lynne watched, making playful jabs at Kevin's size, but Kevin took it in stride, knowing it was all in good fun.
As the week continued, Lynne and Kevin's relationship was only strengthened by the vulnerability and trust they'd built through this experiment. It was a week of laughter, hard work, and a little bit of embarrassment, but in the end, they were both grateful for the experience.
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