I hadn’t wasted any time calling him to me. Over the weeks while I’d been brainstorming, I’d heard ever more about the girl. Apparently she was well sought after by many in my class. I wasn’t about to let anyone else have her so I had to move quickly.
After what I’d seen of her I could well imagine some old bastard of my dad’s ilk licking his chops over her. No way in hell. As soon as I made up my mind I’d set about getting everything ready to bring her home with me. Now here we are.
2
Master Brax
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I’d declined coming to meet her before today. It seems even thoughts of her turned me into a horny teenager and I didn’t want to risk jumping the gun and fucking the girl before I’d started her training. This was a very delicate situation and needed to be approached with the utmost care.
I had high hopes for Ms. Alyssa Dorian and they all depended on how well she adjusted to being owned by me. Already we were off to a rip-roaring start if this behavior was anything to go by. Patience and a firm hand will no doubt set the little firebrand straight in no time, and then I can get down to enjoying the delights promised by that hot little body of hers.
I’ve dreamt of her at least twice a week since that first day I’d spied on her at the stream, and each one was more intense than the last. Had I been forced to wait any longer I think I might have slowly gone out of my mind.
“Alyssa I’m not going to tell you again. If I’m forced to come up there it will end badly for you.” My blood heated at the challenge I sensed in her. In my mind’s eye I could see her the way she had been that day at the stream and my dick grew harder, longer.
“Go fuck yourself your highness.” I gave her father a raised brow and a smirk.
“Quite the well bred young lady you told me about Silas.” The poor man looked like he was about to expire from fright. I took a deep breath and prepared to face the lioness in her den. My heart actually raced knowing I was going to see her again. I’d been patient this long but now that the time was here, I found that I couldn’t wait a second longer to lay eyes on her.
She was fast and furious with the missiles she flung at my head, interspersed with such language that would make a sailor blush. I knocked most of them aside easily enough and what did connect to my shoulder or arm was too light to cause any real harm.
She stood defiantly in the far corner of the musty room, legs spread, hair flying and a mountain of missiles waiting to be lobbed at my poor head. “Come here to me.” I forced back my laughter at her incredulous look and had I not seen her body for myself would’ve thought the diminutive figure standing before me no more than a child.
Her body in the cheap frock looked slight and did nothing to enhance her slender curves or those high breasts that had kept me awake many a night. “I said come here.” She spouted off something at me, something crass and unladylike, before reaching for the old rusted can at her feet to throw at me.
I reached her in ten long strides and pushed her to the floor. It was more to stun than to hurt, coupled with a perverse need to see her in submission. She made as if to rise and I bent over her sternly with one foot planted in her back.
“You move from there and I’ll tan your hide all the way back to the mansion. Would you like that little Alyssa? Would you like for all your friends and neighbors to see your new master lashing your bare ass? Because yes, I will strip you naked before I begin.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“I see no one has taught you how to speak to your betters.” She was fit to be tied and I couldn’t believe what a kick I got from her mini insurrection. “Get your foot off of me before I break it.” You’d think she was my equal the way she spoke. I was a good foot or more taller than she is and at least a hundred pounds heavier.
Thinking of the differences in our sizes only made my mind wander to other things. Like having her completely covered by my much larger frame, while I fucked into her. Or how well she’d take me from behind. Looking down at her skinny legs beneath the unfortunate rags she wore I could tell that my cock was almost as long as her thigh.