Family Matters Ch. 17 - Sex Stories

Family Matters Ch. 17

... isolate and focus on the most productive areas.

It worked; he and Mr. Kent worked her over until she lost the power to scream, then retired to bed for their own private exercises leaving her to drift in and out of consciousness.

She began to daydream. The new whip had a short handle; the user stood close to her, so intimate, she could feel his breath on the downstroke. It reminded her of the time Lawrence allowed her stepson to test the scourge; not to draw lines with the rake but just to press it against her.

Plainly eager to try it out, he took it and approached her slowly. Her apprehension grew and she stared as he placed one hand on her head to steady himself and laid the instrument on the slope of a breast. She shook a little and the sharp teeth sank a short distance into it. He held it there for a minute, smiled at her and removed it, leaving a row of dots that lasted a week.

The memory passed and she returned to the present. She craved the experience of the young man's new whip and longed to see him again; she wondered if she was falling in love.

Her career as a pony could not last, though. She tried her best but her physique was not made for the role.

One day around March it was, Mr. Kent saw a notice for an estate sale outside of town. An elderly gentleman had passed away and the heirs were selling off his property.

One of the items was Samantha; he knew her by reputation. Brawny and small-breasted, she would make the perfect draft animal for his carriage.

The auction was held outdoors on a cold spring day; few buyers attended and he was able to purchase her at a bargain. In fact of the seventeen girls offered only four others sold, to a broker who bought them for the next lady-market. The remaining dozen were sent away for dissection.