Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
As I’d broken through the trees I heard a tinkling laugh and splashing, which made me pull up short, until I found the source and lost the will to breathe. I’d stared for a good few seconds before I’d shaken myself out of my trancelike state and headed into the trees out of sight.
Magnificent did not begin to cover the vision before my eyes. Every description I’d overheard in the kitchen that day paled in comparison to the reality. I had no doubt as to whom she was as I took her in. For the first time since my youth I found myself looking at a female with something more than lust. It was her beauty I suppose. Like finding a rare gem in a sea of glass.
Long jet-black hair, at least I think it was black but being wet it could’ve been a darker shade of brown. Whatever, that’s not what caught my eye though no, it was the nymph like body. Golden tanned skin, up tilted breasts that would just fit in a man’s hands and a waist that he could easily span with those hands.
All this tapered down to high round ass cheeks that begged for my whip or the flat of my hand, which tingled with the thought as if I could feel her firm warm flesh beneath it already.
My cock had grown hard and thick at the thought and I’d been almost tempted to rub one out right there and then the feeling of lust was so powerful. Instead I’d stayed hidden in the trees and watched as she’d given her pussy a thorough washing making sure she was clean.
She played in the water so carefree, so damn beautiful it was hard to imagine that she was real. And that laugh. Like tinkering bells. It was a sound you didn’t hear too often these days. Not since things had changed so drastically.
My eyes never left her and I was close enough to see the beads of water as they rolled down the plump flesh of her tits and off her perfect nipples. The thought that anyone else might come along and see her like this made me angry, but there was nothing to be done unless I wanted to betray my presence. I’m no brute to go manhandling a young girl that I had no relation to but if I owned her….
Well now, that’s where the thought had first taken root, when the seed had been planted. Right then and there I’d decided that I was going to own all that beauty. Why not? It was something most men in my position had done by the time they were my age. I just hadn’t had the interest before. But something about her was spellbinding, and when the sun chose that moment to shine down on her just right, I saw it as an omen.
I’d waited until she was a safe distance away after she’d left the water and got dressed again, before leaving my hiding place. I watched as she disappeared out of sight over the slight incline that led to her home.
I’d spent the first few days after the encounter trying to formulate a plan. No matter what, I must own her. Even if it meant, taking her. I stopped short on that thought, knowing that it would make me no better than the men I’d been on my way to save her from. It left a bad taste in my mouth.
Instead of going to her home that day as I had planned, I’d changed tack. After procuring the names of the vagabonds who would’ve accosted her, I’d paid them each a visit.
The girl was not to be harmed in anyway. If anything should befall her, they would be held responsible. In the end they who would’ve abused her then became her caretakers. It was in their best interest to keep her safe. No one wanted to feel my wrath. The word had gone out that she was off limits and no one dared trespass against me.
My mind filled with ways of obtaining her purchase. There hadn’t been anything said about the father seeking a price, though from what little I’d gathered from my rushed digging, the man was almost destitute.
There weren’t many options open to him in this new world of ours. The girl was destined to a life of servitude in one-way or another. Why not at the end of my cock? If the man had a moral opposition to that, there were always ways of getting him to see things more clearly. Hopefully it wouldn’t come to that and we could have a civilized agreement.
I was actually in the middle of drawing up negotiations to take to him when it came to me, again through the grapevine, that he was indeed looking for a keeper for his precious daughter. See, fate.