Family Matters Ch. 18 - Sex Stories

Family Matters Ch. 18

Mr. Kent brought Samantha home and stabled her with Faith. The two girls hit it off at once. Samantha was every bit as strong as her predecessor Kate, but docile as an ox; she would give no trouble.

Faith lay back in the hay and spread her legs in welcome; Samantha took the hint at once and left her gasping for breath.

Afterwards they talked. Faith explained about pulling the chaise; Samantha had done that for her late master and was eager to be of use to her new one.

The groom fitted them out as a pair the next day and drove them around on the bridle path. Soon Samantha was familiar with the routine and replaced Faith as Mr. Kent's pony-girl.

That left Faith with nothing to do; even the stable boy and the groom came to prefer bouncy Samantha for their pleasure, and she spent hours alone in the barn. Her days were numbered, surely.

Mr. Kent decided on an entertainment for his people. He saw that Faith wanted to be noticed; she would be, more than she intended. If she lived it would serve as a lesson to her; or to his other girls if she did not.

One afternoon the groom came for her and led her out to the courtyard, then up the steps to the gallows platform where Mr. Kent waited. He steered her onto the trapdoor and put the noose around her neck, pulling it snug before drawing the rope to remove the slack.

Below her in the yard stood the staff of the estate. Her owner addressed them; did anyone have a grievance against her? There was a shuffling of feet ...

... and one hand went up: the stable boy's. Mr. Kent invited him onto the platform.

It wasn't much, the boy said; one day when the courtyard was muddy she failed to wipe her feet on the mat and tracked dirt in that he had to clean up.

Did he want her hanged for it? No, said the boy, it was hardly worth mentioning.

Very well; but she could atone for it another way. Would he like to use her?

The boy looked at his employer and nodded. At a sign from Mr. Kent the rope was slacked and she sank to her knees. The boy presented his member and she took it up.

It was already stiff with youthful vigor. She proceeded cautiously, not wanting to excite him and shorten the encounter. For his sake, and also because she might be hanged as soon as it was over.

Even so it went faster than she intended. The crowd egged him on and he drove into her throat, gagging her for a moment and leading her to close tightly on him; it was done. She hoped he enjoyed it.

The groom pulled on her noose and she stood. He ordered her to open her legs. She obeyed at once and a moment later he was in her, joining her hips to him with powerful arms.

When he had his pleasure he withdrew and left her, taken a second time on the scaffold before the crowd. She felt the heat of his seed in her womb for the last time.

Anyone else, said Mr. Kent. They could pull this lever - he went over to a length of wood beside the platform - and release the trap door. She stood seconds away from eternity on the ...