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My Little Farm Girl(58)

By:Jordan Silver


“I’m not sure they’ll give me that much time.” My look told her that that wasn’t going to be an issue, which it wasn’t after I told the photographer that I was taking her for the next hour.

At lunch, I made sure we sat close as I fed her from my hand. Always touching, placing soft nibbling kisses at the corners of her lips, and my fingers trailing down her nape.

She didn’t seem offended by public displays which was good to know for when I fucked her in a public place, which I’m sure was on the agenda. I’m an adventurous sort when it comes to sex.





Things were progressing so nicely that evening that I decided to show her where she would be spending most of her time while at home.

“Are you finished with your dinner Kitten?” She’d been on tenterhooks ever since we sat down, squirming around in her chair.

I guess the plug in her ass was getting to her, by now she should be getting use to it and the sensations would keep her on edge.

Add the fact that I’d had the driver take the long way home under the guise of touring the park, in reality, I wanted him to hit all the cracks and potholes the city had yet to fix. I imagine the jostling did amazing things to her ass.

Now she’s playing with the food on her plate and her nipples are standing at attention, a sure sign that she was turned on.

I got up from the table and took her hand. “Come with me, leave the dishes we’ll get to them later or the maid can deal with them in the morning.”

I took her upstairs and walked past both our rooms and the two guest rooms to the locked room in the corner. “You read about this in the packet I gave you.” I unlocked the door and pushed her inside ahead of me.

Her eyes scanned the room as she stood in the doorway as if afraid to go in. “There’s nothing to fear here Kitten.”

I walked her around the room introducing her to the different contraptions and explaining some of what they were for.

Like the fuck swing and the rack, the St. Andrews cross, but I was most interested in showing her the whips and floggers.

Picking up my favorite flogger, I placed it in her hand. The strips of leather had little metal studs on the ends for a little added sting.

“Slap your palm with it.” She gave herself a little love tap before I took it and replaced it on its hook. Next, I showed her the queening throne.

“Sometimes we’ll use this for pleasure yours and mine, but mostly this is for humiliation. If you piss me off, it depends on how much; we might use this.

Then this…” I walked her over to the St. Andrews cross. “Is where I might flog you, again for pleasure but it may also be used as a punishing tool.”

“What’s this?” Her hand was held fast in mine as she pulled me over to what looked like an exercise bench.

“That’s called an exposer. Would you like me to show you how it works?” She nodded as I brought her around in front of me.

The short skirt she wore with the tight tee was perfect. I set her up on the bench on her back and strapped her hands and legs into the chains before raising the head just a little so she could see what I was doing.

In this position, her pussy and ass hole were spread open while she was restrained. She’d remembered not to wear any underwear in the house and the plug in her ass was on full display. I couldn’t past up the opportunity, so taking it between my fingers I teased it in and out of her ass. Her pussy was already wet and I could see a glob of her cunt juice forming at the entrance to her body.

I fingered her sweet cunt as I pushed the plug slowly in and out of her ass. “Do not cum.” She stopped all movement and stared at me like a deer caught in headlights. I kept up my ministrations holding her eyes with mine.

I felt the strain in her muscles. She tried not to cum on my fingers. “Please Callan.”

“Uh-uh-uh, what are you supposed to call me in this room?” Her face burst into color and she bit into her lip harder.

“Master.”

“I can’t hear you.”

“Master.” She came on the word her body shaking around my digits as she screamed.

“Tsk-tsk-tsk, bad Kitten. What shall I do with you now that you’ve disobeyed?” I knew exactly what I wanted to do to her. My cock was already ten steps ahead of me. I stripped down as I left her strung up her eyes following my every move.

She licked her lips when my cock bobbed into view. Unhooking her, I lifted her down. “Strip.” She took off her clothes moving slowly, still not sure about me seeing her completely naked. “You’re beautiful baby, absolutely gorgeous. I massaged her arms and fed her my tongue before walking her over to the spanking horse. “Get up.”