1. Lil One - 3


    Date: 8/6/2017, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Hardcore, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    smoothed the scars left from the loss of my first sub, years ago. “How about some breakfast and we’ll go from there.” She hugs my neck and pops up,bounding towards the kitchen. I give her a few minuted before I enter the house. The smell of bacon fills the house. I go to the bedroom and bring back a box and set it down on the dinner room table. “It’s almost ready Sir, would you like juice or milk?” I sneak up behind her and take her in my arms. “How is it that you can make that question sound sexual?” I cup her sex and one of her breasts, “I want your juice and your milk lil one.” She giggles and swats my hands away. She uses a spatula to send me back to the table. When she’s finished, she brings the food out. It is a wonderful omelet, toast, milk, and juice. I take a bite and tell her that its wonderful. I have to make her sit and eat as well. After we finish and she’s cleaned the kitchen, I have her remove my t-shirt, while I check her back. Her wounds have all but healed. Her bruising is gone and she no longer flinches when I touch her. Its all I can do to not take her there on the kitchen counter. I bring her to the table and hand her the box. She opens it and finds her shell leather. During the time she was convalescing, I had repaired it. She hands it to me and allows me to put it on her. She turns and runs her fingers on the shells. When she looks up at me, there’s a tear in her eyes. I don’t have to ask before she tells me that with all that her old Master had done ...
    to her before I rescued her, his removing her leather was the worst. I pull her to me while I’m still seated. My arms around her waist. Her fingers run through my hair. I stand, “lil one, this leather means something much more this time. This is a symbol of my commitment to you. I want you to be mine. My submissive. Is that something that you would want.? She seems torn at first. She starts to move towards me then stops and falls to her knees. She moves gracefully into a presentation pose. She kneels there for a minute, easing her breaths. She looks up and says, “Sir, this one would love nothing more than to serve you, and be your possession.” “Then rise and come to me.” She kneels up and almost jumps into my arms. I hold her for a long time before I ask her if she feel up to a tour of the ranch. She seems a little pouty but nods her head yes. I take her hand and we head out to the barn. I tell her that I own about 40,000 acres of rolling mountains, creeks, caves, and even a lake. I tell her there is no one around for miles and miles, except for the hands that work the ranch. When we get to the barn, two horses are already saddled and ready for us. She smiles and jumps like a c***d. She tells me she used to ride as a k** but not in many years. We head out and our tour begins. Lil one looks a natural on a horse. Of course today she looks like Lady Godiva. Her breasts gently sway to the movement of the horse beneath her. I take her to most of my favorite places, but we end up ...
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