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penetration,” he growled into her ear.
He placed her wrists above her head and held onto them as he rubbed his shaft against her skin. “Come to know my shaft, pet, it will not hurt you.” He rolled his hips, mimicking the motions of fucking her.
“Your body pleases me,” he murmured. She trembled beneath him in response to his words. “Turn your head so that I can kiss you.”
She lifted her head up to him and Ryce kissed her, darting his tongue into her mouth as he spilled his seed over her lovely ass. He grunted in satisfaction, marking his pet with his essence. Ryce pulled away and lay beside her, liking the way she looked covered in his come.
“Did I please you well, Master?” Buchanan asked, staring at him with those luminous green eyes.
“Aye, pet,” he answered with a satisfied snort. “Your Master is well pleased.”
She grinned at him, her eyes sparkling. An innocent smile that caused his heart to skip a beat. If he wasn’t careful, he could fall for this girl. He got up abruptly and cleaned her off before leaving the cottage to retrieve her clothes. Once in the barn he headed straight to Eventide. “I don’t want to hear it.”
Eventide shook his head from side to side, letting out a low nicker. It seemed suspiciously like laughter to Ryce.
“I had no other choice. Laughing at my expense is not allowed, you pompous ass.” He smacked him on the hindquarter and Eventide tried to side-kick him, but Ryce easily avoided his hoof. “Nice try, old chap. Now you’ll get no grain with your supper.”
His dark stallion rolled back his ears and snorted angrily.
“There is a reason I am the Master.” He threw in an ample amount of hay, before gathering Buchanan’s clothes and heading back towards the cottage. He hesitated at the door. Remember she is your pet, nothing more , he chided himself.
To help keep that at the forefront of his mind, he entered and insisted, “Put the leash back on after you dress and wear it whenever you are in my home.” He could tell she was hurt by the expression on her face, but it was absolutely necessary. They both needed that visual reminder of her place.
“I will be visiting Avril tomorrow to thank her for your clothes.”
Again, that hurt expression returned on her face. Further proof he was doing the right thing. “Understand, pet, you and I have an arrangement of convenience. You are my property. It gives you no rights over me.”
She bowed her head. “Yes, Master.”
He asked firmly, “Do you want out of this arrangement?”
She immediately looked up in desperation and shook her head vigorously. “No, Master, no!”
“Fine, then we will continue on with your lessons tomorrow once I return.”
Buchanan smiled at him through the tears forming in her eyes. Once again he was overcome with a disconcerting feeling of tenderness for the girl.
“Make supper, pet. Your Master is hungry.” He took his claymore off the mantle to clean and polish it. This ‘arrangement’ was only going to cause him trouble.
Ryce heard Eventide neigh loudly from the barn as if in agreement. Insufferable horse.
His Pet’s Pleasure
The day came, it was inevitable… Ryce unwittingly put himself in harm’s way, exposing the nature of his curse to Buchanan.
He’d taken her on a ride with him to get her out of the cottage. He knew it was stifling her young spirit to be confined to his home for fear of being discovered living alone with him. A day out seemed a reasonable solution.
Eventide was navigating a thick section of fallen trees when an adder struck at his feet, only missing by inches. The great horse reared and both Buchanan and Ryce flew into the air before falling hard to the ground. Eventide’s massive hooves landed repeatedly on the snake, quickly eliminating the venomous threat.
Ryce was racked with pain, but looked over at Buchanan to make sure she was all right. She seemed dazed, but slowly got to her feet and brushed herself off. He, however,
He placed her wrists above her head and held onto them as he rubbed his shaft against her skin. “Come to know my shaft, pet, it will not hurt you.” He rolled his hips, mimicking the motions of fucking her.
“Your body pleases me,” he murmured. She trembled beneath him in response to his words. “Turn your head so that I can kiss you.”
She lifted her head up to him and Ryce kissed her, darting his tongue into her mouth as he spilled his seed over her lovely ass. He grunted in satisfaction, marking his pet with his essence. Ryce pulled away and lay beside her, liking the way she looked covered in his come.
“Did I please you well, Master?” Buchanan asked, staring at him with those luminous green eyes.
“Aye, pet,” he answered with a satisfied snort. “Your Master is well pleased.”
She grinned at him, her eyes sparkling. An innocent smile that caused his heart to skip a beat. If he wasn’t careful, he could fall for this girl. He got up abruptly and cleaned her off before leaving the cottage to retrieve her clothes. Once in the barn he headed straight to Eventide. “I don’t want to hear it.”
Eventide shook his head from side to side, letting out a low nicker. It seemed suspiciously like laughter to Ryce.
“I had no other choice. Laughing at my expense is not allowed, you pompous ass.” He smacked him on the hindquarter and Eventide tried to side-kick him, but Ryce easily avoided his hoof. “Nice try, old chap. Now you’ll get no grain with your supper.”
His dark stallion rolled back his ears and snorted angrily.
“There is a reason I am the Master.” He threw in an ample amount of hay, before gathering Buchanan’s clothes and heading back towards the cottage. He hesitated at the door. Remember she is your pet, nothing more , he chided himself.
To help keep that at the forefront of his mind, he entered and insisted, “Put the leash back on after you dress and wear it whenever you are in my home.” He could tell she was hurt by the expression on her face, but it was absolutely necessary. They both needed that visual reminder of her place.
“I will be visiting Avril tomorrow to thank her for your clothes.”
Again, that hurt expression returned on her face. Further proof he was doing the right thing. “Understand, pet, you and I have an arrangement of convenience. You are my property. It gives you no rights over me.”
She bowed her head. “Yes, Master.”
He asked firmly, “Do you want out of this arrangement?”
She immediately looked up in desperation and shook her head vigorously. “No, Master, no!”
“Fine, then we will continue on with your lessons tomorrow once I return.”
Buchanan smiled at him through the tears forming in her eyes. Once again he was overcome with a disconcerting feeling of tenderness for the girl.
“Make supper, pet. Your Master is hungry.” He took his claymore off the mantle to clean and polish it. This ‘arrangement’ was only going to cause him trouble.
Ryce heard Eventide neigh loudly from the barn as if in agreement. Insufferable horse.
His Pet’s Pleasure
The day came, it was inevitable… Ryce unwittingly put himself in harm’s way, exposing the nature of his curse to Buchanan.
He’d taken her on a ride with him to get her out of the cottage. He knew it was stifling her young spirit to be confined to his home for fear of being discovered living alone with him. A day out seemed a reasonable solution.
Eventide was navigating a thick section of fallen trees when an adder struck at his feet, only missing by inches. The great horse reared and both Buchanan and Ryce flew into the air before falling hard to the ground. Eventide’s massive hooves landed repeatedly on the snake, quickly eliminating the venomous threat.
Ryce was racked with pain, but looked over at Buchanan to make sure she was all right. She seemed dazed, but slowly got to her feet and brushed herself off. He, however,
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