My Little Farm Girl

She walked towards the restrooms and I noticed she wasn’t moving quite as fast as usual.

“Are you there?”

“Uh huh.” Her breath was already short and we hadn’t even started yet. I walked unnoticed in the midst of the hubbub to the restroom door.

I could hear her inside. “Go into the first stall baby, close the door but don’t lock it.”

I heard the inner door swing open and then close. “Now I want you to lift the hem of your dress slowly, let the material caress your legs.” I heard the slight rustling through the phone.

“Good, now run your fingers down the front of your panties, are you still wearing the black lace I put on you this morning?”

“Uh huh.”

“Touch yourself for me baby.”

“Callan.”

“TPE baby remember, now do as I say.”

“Now close your eyes and push your hand beneath the waistband baby. Can you feel yourself? I want you to imagine that it’s my hands on you. Can you see me?

I’m right there behind you baby, my hands are running all over your sweet pussy, teasing your clit and your pussy lips, but now I want to go inside. Go inside baby.” Her breathing sped up and the phone jerked with her movements.

“How many fingers do I have inside you baby?”

“Two, oh.”

“I want you to touch your clit as I fuck you with my fingers baby, are your eyes still closed baby? Keep them closed.”

I opened the door quietly and walked in. She was just as I told her to be. When I closed and locked the stall door her eyes started to open but I was ready.

I pulled the silk cloth from my pocket and wrapped it around her eyes before dropping to my knees in front of her.

The stall was one of those roomy numbers with plenty of space for changing.

Lifting her leg, I placed it on the lid of the toilet before pushing the crotch of her underwear aside and driving my tongue into her. She was already so primed, she filled my mouth after two thrusts of my tongue but I wasn’t done.

Grasping her ass in my hands, I pulled her fully onto my tongue. Her scream was cut off, by her biting into her own hand, as she rode my tongue to another orgasm.

I licked her clean before checking her plug and getting to my feet. I kissed her long and hard before removing the blindfold from her eyes.

“Hi baby.” She fell into my chest and I wrapped my arms around her before walking her out to the sink to wash up.

“I’m taking you to lunch you didn’t have a very healthy dinner last night, my fault it won’t happen again.”

“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.