My Little Farm Girl

“Baby I’m on my way just sit tight for me okay. Are you safe?”

“Yes I think so, I, it was so close Callan.”

“I know baby I’m almost there hang in there for me okay.” Her voice sounded weak and scared and I wanted to tear somebody from limb to limb. How the fuck could they be so careless?

It felt like six kinds of hell as I tried to get to her. The thought of her hurt and scared filled me with rage but I had to rein that shit in.

Seems like I’ve been doing that a lot lately. I don’t believe in coincidence and there’s been a lot of shit going on around us lately that just seemed too out of the ordinary to be natural.

She rushed into my open arms as soon as I cleared the door. Her colleagues had been standing around trying to console the scared young girl who could’ve so easily lost her life if she hadn’t moved out of place because of a cramp in her leg.

“It’s okay baby I’m here now.” I held her close and whispered to her until she settled.

If anyone had been unaware of our relationship up to this point there was no room for doubt now. I saw Josh the fuck watching us from his place in the corner but ignored him.

The photographer wanted to know if we should call the cops and of course I said yes. I wasn’t sure if she had been the target but either way a crime had been committed as far as I was concerned.

He grumped some about delays and other bullshit but I pretty much didn’t give a fuck. He wasn’t too pleased when I told him that I was taking her home and she wouldn’t be coming back until we got to the end of whatever was going on. There wasn’t much he could do; I am the boss after all.

I had to switch some things around to take the rest of the day off and see to her. She was still understandably shaken up

It turns out after closer inspection that the men hadn’t been careless at all; the cables had been cut. The only question was, had she been the intended target?

I might’ve been going overboard but I called in my own team to investigate. It could be nothing but why take the chance?

I got a call from Paulette who was a lot more understanding than the photographer had been, even though it meant setting her back by at least a few days. In the end we both agreed it was better to be safe.

When we got home Kitten was still clingy and nervous, I couldn’t fault her. I’d seen the size of the lighting that had almost crushed her to death. There’s no doubt she’d have been killed or seriously hurt if it had connected.

I’d planned only on holding her until she calmed but that didn’t seem to be working, so I came up with a better idea.

“Let’s go play.” I tapped her ass to get her off my lap and led her down to the playroom. We hadn’t really been in here since the first day, though sometimes she’d come in and look around.

“Are you still wearing the balls inside your pussy?” She nodded as I brushed her hair back. “Good; undress for me baby.” She reached for the buttons on her shirt as I walked over to the bed and sat.

When she was finished with her own clothes she came over to me and got down on her knees.

Starting with my shoes she removed them and put them aside before removing my socks next.

I shifted so she could get to my belt and zipper. She took her time, though I sensed the excitement building in her. She was about to see her new favorite toy and her breathing accelerated.

I lifted off the bed so she could pull my pants down and off my legs. When she reached for my shirt buttons I held her face between my hands and kissed her slowly, passionately.

Her fingers trembled against me as she released me from my shirt. I shrugged my shoulders letting it fall to the bed behind me before she took it and placed it with the rest of my clothes.

Of course she went right for my cock but I waylaid her. “Not yet Kitten, come. Today we’re going to try something different.” I laid her in the middle of the bed and reaching over her head, took her right hand in mine and locked it in place with the chain that hung there.

I rubbed my leaking cock over her body as I straddled her to do the same to her other arm, leaving trails of cock spit all over her tits and stomach.

“You doing okay there baby?” It was the first time I’d tied her and I knew that it could be a weird experience the first time.

“Yes Master.” I licked my way down her arm, sucking her pits and nibbling my way to her tit. I licked the underside and all around the areola, avoiding her beaded nipple for now.

I palmed both tits as I lifted the closest one to my mouth and sucked while thumbing the nipple of the other. Her legs were rubbing together and I forced my knee between them to keep her still.