After an almost never ending series of hugs and kisses and gushy words, we made our
way to the kitchen. He hadn't eaten before he left for The Manor, and so we had our
breakfast alone together on the patio, catching up on the time we had missed together.
Seeing him again, and being with him again, it was like we had never been apart. After
breakfast, my plans totally forgotten, we went to my suite and changed for a ride to the
pond and a swim. The day was beautiful, not to warm and just a smattering of clouds in
the sky. We raced from one end of the field to the other and back, our horses neck and
neck, before heading for the pond.
There, the horses were tied loosely and allowed to graze. We stripped down to our
swim suits in a hurry and dove in to the cool water almost at the same time. It was
almost like something out of a movie. I playfully splashed water at him, and he splashed
back at me, and before I knew it he was lunging at me, tackling me in the water and taking
a kiss as his prize. I squealed happily and wriggled from his arms, swimming fast for the
dock where I would have the advantage. He was faster, however, and caught my ankle just
as I reached for the ladder, pulling me to him and holding me tight.
Keeping me pinned close with one arm around my waist, he pulled the top of my suit
down with his free hand and began to fondle my breasts. I moaned and arched towards him,
all thoughts of pouncing on him from the dock lost. His lips found mine and we kissed
passionately, his free hand now finding the bottom of my suit and pulling it to the side.
His hard cock was already free of its mesh confines and quickly found my hole, wet and
ready for him. He pushed in to me with hardly any effort and I came right then and there,
so long had it been since I had him in me. Pushing me against the ladder and holding on
to it with one hand for leverage, he began to fuck me hard. My bottom resting on a lower
rung, my legs came up around his waist and my head went back as he nibbled on my breasts,
still thrusting hard in to me.
“You don't know how much I've looked forward to coming back here and
finally fucking my lass again.” He growled in my ear as one hand slid up the back of my
neck to grab my hair. There was something not quite right in his voice, but as he tugged
at the hair at the base of my scalp I came again and the orgasm washed away the thought.
I don't know how many orgasms I had, pressed against the ladder with him
pounding in to me. I lost track after six, and he was still going. It seemed like he
would go on forever, until finally I felt him shoot his load in to my pussy, kissing me as
he did to stifle his moans.
When he had caught his breath, he lifted me on to the dock and climbed up after,
not bothering to fix his suit or mine. We lay there in the sun, catching our breath and
just enjoying being near each other until a house girl brought our lunch in a basket. We
made quick work of the whole thing, sandwiches, salads, cookies and all, then spent the
rest of the afternoon swimming and playing and fucking like rabbits until close to dinner
time. Reluctantly, we climbed out of the pond and called for someone to walk the horses
back to the barn before making our way up the gravel path to the house, hand in hand. We
took quick showers, dressed for dinner and joined Susan and Arnold in the dining room.
Dinner was pleasant, not politely tense as it had been the night before. Sean had
stories from the program and told them eagerly, knowing that those present were really the
only people who he could tell them to. Dinner seemed to both drag on forever and fly by,
because when it was done and we were finally back in my rooms, it seemed like we had never
left them. He locked the doors behind us, and we were alone again. He pulled me in to
his arms and held me close for a long time. Neither of us wanted to let go. When he
pulled back and I looked up in to his eyes, I again got the feeling that something
wasn't right.
Slowly, he began to remove my clothing, and when it was all off he quietly
commanded me to lay on the bed, much as I had told Cunt to the night before. I did as he
said and before I knew it he had flipped me over and bound me with my hands over my head
and legs spread wide. I was too stunned to speak, even as he shoved a gag in to my mouth.
That's when I began to panic. Without saying a word, he took a thick oak paddle
from a bag near the bed and started in on my backside, hard. I screamed as loud as I
could around the gag, but not much sound escaped. He continued, the strikes seeming to
get harder as he went, until my ass was deep read and spotted with little purple bruises.
When he stopped and turned, I hoped he was done, but then I saw it. The shining black
handle with three thin leather straps, each no more than a quarter of an inch. My eyes
went wide as he brought his arm high and brought the thing down on my already heated
flesh, screamed even louder than before as it bit in to my skin and drew blood over and
over again. The tears were flowing after only a few strikes, my brain clouded with pain
and fear and confusion. Again and again he hit me, moving from my ass to the backs of my
thighs when there was almost no unmarked skin left. The pain grew, became white hot and
everything began to go black. That's when I woke up.
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