Family Matters Ch. 17 - Sex Stories

Family Matters Ch. 17

... sound somewhere woke her. It was not repeated and she never found out what it was, but her mind was full of thoughts from the day before.

She wanted to attract her owner. He obviously preferred boys, but she might have a chance with him. The girl who fed her on her first day called her figure boyish. It would grow more so from lack of food and pulling the chaise; and he had her business end in view when driving it. Opportunities there.

What does she have that his boys don't?

Her womb; well, that wouldn't matter to him.

She was older; a disadvantage in some ways, but she had learned skills, gained experience in pleasing a man. She would exhibit herself to her new owner in her best light and try to appeal to him.

She would practice subtler cues as well: docility, gentleness, coquettish smiles. Hair was growing back on her scalp, short like a boy's, maybe he will like that. Content with her new plan, she drifted off again.

She rose in the morning and was relieving herself in a corner of the stall when the stable boy appeared. She stood as he refilled her water bowl and put feed pellets in the other. He put a finger to her lips and she kissed it. Happiness overflowed from her heart.

Afterwards he harnessed her and led her out on a circuit of the estate's bridle path before returning her to the barn. She knelt at his feet and he used her before going; this soon became a happy custom between them.

And sometimes - these were special - he and the groom would ...

... sit in the chaise and she would pull them to the farthest point of the path in a woods. The two would lay her on her back in the dirt and take turns; pure heaven.

She became the estate's pony-girl, pulling the chaise for practice or visits to the school or town, and about a week later she had a memorable experience.

Mr. Kent drove her to the school where an older youth awaited him; a teaching assistant, perhaps. Her owner had abandoned the tail decoration, and with hope she presented the sight of her unadorned hams to them as she carried them back to the estate.

Once there they went inside. She wiped the chaise down and the groom washed the dirt off her before leaving her in her stall for the day.

Toward sundown the groom appeared; he was accompanied by a girl carrying a feed bowl.

She set the bowl down and Faith took her dinner. A scant one; that meant she was due for a beating. She looked up at the girl who smiled at her. Very attractive, thought Faith, with small firm breasts and a nice rounded pair of buttocks; new here, probably.

The girl told Faith that as soon as she finished her meal Mr. Kent wanted her in his bedroom.

She should not have spoken; the man was displeased at this. He told her to stand in a corner of the stall and await her punishment. She closed her mouth at once and went to the corner hanging her head.

He led Faith out of the barn through the gathering darkness into the mansion by the servants' entrance. They proceeded up the back ...