My Little Farm Girl(22)

My little farm girl was still in a daze it seemed, which was fine by me. I didn’t want her coming up for air until I had her well and truly tied.

I’d given it lots of thought in the last week; in fact it’s all I’d been able to think of. That first night after I’d left her, feeling like I was abandoning her somehow, I’d been up the whole night plotting and scheming in my head.



In the early hours of the morning I’d formulated my plans and not willing to waste a second, had headed for the airstrip and L.A. I hated like hell leaving her in the city unguarded, but it needed to be done in person. I didn’t tell Paulette what my plans were though, that was no one else’s business after all.

But I did tell her about the new beauty that had fallen into our lap and how great she would be for the campaign.

She knew all about Marion and her ways, so it was easy to talk her into playing along there as well. And I knew that once she saw my Kitten that she would be sold.

I’d decided that that’s what I would call her, Kitten, because her hair reminded me of a tabby. Now she was looking like she was about to pass out. “Here have a seat, drink this.” I passed her the bottle of water I’d taken from my mini fridge after opening it for her.

“What about my job here? I feel so bad leaving aunt Marion after she’s been so kind.”

Really? I knew she had been anything but. I’d been keeping tabs on the goings on on the editing floor and knew very well how Marion had been treating her.

I also heard that my Kitten had been a trooper and had taken it all in stride. I’d expected no less, but it burned me up that Marion had been treating her so shabbily.

“I don’t think she would mind at all, after all, isn’t that why you came to New York? To become famous?”

“Yes, but, this is all happening so fast.” She looked at me as if to ask what she should do.

“I think it’s great; and so you know, I’ve taken the liberty of calling your folks and giving them the good news. They’re very excited for you. In fact why don’t you call them right now?”

“I’ll have to wait until I get back to the apartment, I don’t have a cell phone.”

“Here use mine.” That’s the first thing I have to take care of, getting her a phone. I need to have a means of contact with her at all times, and calling Marion’s house phone was out of the question.

For what I had planned, cutting Marion out of the picture was high on my agenda, that’s why the phone-call to her parents earlier. I planned on opening a line of communication with them, and building a trust so that they never questioned anything I said or did in the future.

I knew that a girl like my Kitten, who was still so loyal to her roots, would appreciate that. I didn’t see it as being deceitful, more like a means to an end.

I had great plans for her after all and all for her benefit and mine. I couldn’t wait to get started on her training. It just might kill me, but it was worth it, she was worth it.

She’s the only woman who’s been able to bring out the feelings in me that she had and in such a short time. Something I’d been searching for, but had almost given up hope of ever finding. My cock sprang to life at the thoughts that played in my mind.

To possess all that innocent beauty would be better than the world’s greatest aphrodisiac.

I could already feel her beneath me as I pound into her sweet body. Could hear the sighs and moans I’d draw out of her as I loved her. More than that, I could clearly see her there in my bed, my home, and my life.

As a man who’s treasured and guarded his independence so stringently it certainly was a huge turn around. But after laying eyes on her I couldn’t imagine any other outcome. There was no way I could exist in this world with her and not own her completely. She was mine from the moment our eyes met in that crowded train station.





After she made her call and I could hear the excited voices of her mother and father through the phone that seemed to settle her down a little, she hung up the phone and turned to me expectantly.

“Okay, what do I have to do next?” I studied her for perhaps a minute too long. It had been days since I’d seen her and I couldn’t believe that she was even lovelier than I remembered.

In the clear light of day, I saw how effortlessly flawless she was, and that sweet biddable attitude was still there. Don’t get ahead of yourself Callan, one thing at a time.

“Well, first, I have these contracts here for you to sign, we can’t do anything until you’ve signed them. Normally I would advise you to have a lawyer look over these before you sign them…”