Lil One

Chapter One

We spend our last day at the beach enjoying our surroundings. Lil one, my 24yo trainee, has just told me that her Master is cruel to her and she's afraid to go back to him. I've told her that I would take care of this and make it right.

My heart aches for her. I have been concerned by some of her actions, that there was something wrong, and now I know. I make some calls and get my team to look into her Master's past. I want answers now so I can confront him when we get back home.

I pack up our gear and we are about ready to head back. I call lil one over to the tailgate of my truck. She looks so beautiful naked with a little sun that she's gotten out here. Her belly chain or Kamarband, is made out of strip of leather and the shells that lil one collected for me.

"Lil one, there's a matter of punishment that you owe me."

"Sir?"

"When I first asked you why you were crying, you told me that it was over the gift I had made for you."

Her head drops and she realizes.

"This type of relationship requires trust. Have I not been kind to you? Cared for you? Seen to your needs and well being?"

She falls to her knees at my feet, "Yes SIr, you have only been kind and caring. I was only afraid that you would be mad and send me back."

"I am hurt that you would think so little of me."

"Please Sir, forgive me. I will accept any punishment you deem fit, but please forgive me."

"Then stand. I going to bend you over my knee and give you a spanking that you won't soon forget. But when its over, all will be forgotten."

She stands, "thank you Sir."

I pull her over my knee. My heart is aching to have to punish one who has probably has been punished too much, but I need to reconfirm the trust between us. She needs to know that her well being is my utmost concern. That I am thinking of her needs before mine own, despite what people think at first glance.

She's bent over my knee, I warm her skin by rubbing my hand on her soft bottom. I bring my hand up and then down on her upturned ass.

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She squirms a little but accepts her punishment.

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These are more firmer and some color starts to show. She whimpers as I run my hand on her redding behind.

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She shifts with these blows and my cock stiffens with her movement. Her breathing is ragged as she struggles to take her punishment.

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I'm spreading my slaps over each cheek evenly and down where her ass meets her thighs. The blood has now engorged her skin. I'm sure that she is thoroughly feeling the stink now.

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She starts to groan and I know that she is crying now. But she holds her position and this makes me decide to stop. I release her and she moves to a kneeling presentation position. Her knees are spread wide, her arms are folded back behind her, the back is arched, her head is down. She's still whimpering and I see a tear roll down her cheek.

"Thank you Sir, for your correction of my poor behavior."

"Eyes up lil one."

She looks up and I see that her eyes are reddened as her ass is. Tears are still wetting her face. This hurts my heart and I don't want to hurt her again, but punishments are required.

"Your lie has been forgotten. Do not let it happen again."

"Never Sir," she looks from my face to my cock. Obviously she has seen my erection. She licks her lips. Whether its in anticipation, need, or lust, I don't know. She is truly a pleasure slut at heart.

"Lil one, you are under my protection from this moment forward. The man that was your Master, no longer has claim to you. So remove his collar."

She removes the collar and hands it to me, "thank you Sir."

"Your kamarband is now my sign of your protection."

She looks confused at first then touched her leather of shells.

"Thank you SIr."

I see her nipples pebble as her fingers touches each shell of her leather. Her labia is engorged as her clit is peeking from its protective hood. She has been aroused by her punishment and my claim as her protector.

"Sir, may this one show her gratitude for your protection?"

"You may lil one."

She crawls between my legs. She takes my cock into her small hands and bends to kiss it. Her warm tongue swirls around the head. Then she pushes her mouth down my shaft, swallowing it as much as she can. One hand cups my swollen balls as the other stokes my shaff.

Her head is bobbing up and down. I hear and feel her moan as she suckles my throbbing cock. A guttural sound comes from deep in my lungs. I lean back and let her continue.

She presses all the way down to the root of my cock, her tongue caressed my balls as I am all the way down her throat. I can feel the muscles in the throat massage the head of my cock. I am about to lose it when she looks up and makes eye contact.

I can see the devotion in her eyes and it spears my soul. I lose myself down her throat. She strokes my throbbing cock as her mouth bobs on my shaft. She is sucking every last drop of my cum, keeping her eyes to mine.

When she is sure that every drop is taken, she moves back to her presentation position. I am trying to catch my breath as she looks up and opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue. My cum fills her mouth and her tongue glistens with my seed.

"You may swallow lil one."

She smiles and swallows.

"Thank you SIr, you taste lovely."

I bend down and give her a kiss on the top of her head. I help her rise then we load up and head home. As we drive along the beach, I look to see her from time to time fingering her shells. This warms my heart. Her swaying breasts stirs my cock again.

I hear her whimper some as we are driving. I know that her behind is still very sore from her punishment and I hope that she is still thinking on its meaning.

When we get to the house, I have her take in the bags while I put away all the gear. I am almost finished when I hear her scream. I turn and head towards the house when everything goes black.

Chapter Two

I wake up in the yard. There's a large bump on my head and a dull ache there. I'm trying to remember what happened. When I do, I jump up and run into the house. I'm calling out for lil one, but she is no where to be found. Our bags are scattered on the floor of my bedroom.

Her shell leather is broken on the floor. I know what has happened and who is to blame. Her Master has taken lil one. He must have found out my team was looking into his past.

I make a call to my team. They inform me that in fact, her Master had been charged several time with assault and domestic violence. But that he has connections and they were all dropped.

I get into my truck and speed towards his home, hoping that I can get to her in time. Who knows what he will do to her. I'm supposed to be her protector, now I hope I'm not too late.

I speed towards his place. When I get near, I slow and find a place to park. I get out and move towards the house. I need to be careful not to be seen. I need to make sure lil one is secure before I take care of him.

I see that there is a guard at the front of his place. I go around back and there is one there too. I stand at the corner of his home and throw a small stone and hit a tree. The guard moves to check it out. As he comes around the corner, I grab him from behind and wrap my arm around his throat. He flails away but the restriction of air to his lungs have him out in a few seconds. He's only passed out from the sleeper hold.

I use his radio and call the other guard to "come look at this." As he comes around I quickly secure him too. I drag both of them to my truck and lock them into the back with their hands and legs secured with zip ties.

I move back to the house and go in the back door. I hear muffled screams and quickly move towards them. My heart is pounding and I hope that I'm not too late.

As I come to a door where the sounds are coming from, I softly open and peek in. Lil one is shackled to a metal choker, her arms and legs are spread and secured with shackles as well. She is on all fours, with her ass up in the air.

Her Master has a cane and is whipping her upturned ass. There are stripes and cuts up and down her ass and thighs. He's yelling at her calling her names.

"You took my collar off you ungrateful whore!"

His cane comes down again and she screams in pain, striking her exposed labia.

"How does your ass feel with that ginger cock inside you slut?"

She is crying, unable to answer him as he whips her ass again.

"I'll bet you remember this whipping for the rest of your life, if I allow you to live at all."

As he is about to bring the cane down again, I grab his wrist and spin him around. My fist meets his jaw. I hear a crack and he crumples to the ground. I give him a few more to the face before her whimpers bring me back to the present.

I let lil one know that its me. Then work to remove the ginger fashioned butt plug from her tender ass. I tell her to breath through the pain as I unseat it. She screams again. There is nothing I can do for her right now. I have to secure her safety.

I search in his pockets and find the key to her shackles. I remove her and hold her tightly. She can barely stand so I pick her up into my arms quickly carry her to my truck. After placing her there. I give her a blanket and water. Then I quickly remove the thugs from the back of my trunk.

I speed away as fast as I can. I notify my team that she is secure and for them to secure my house. I tell them we are going to the ranch and will be there until I know that she is safe. I tell them to contact me through e-mail. I remove the sims card from my phone and throw it out the window.

I put around 200 miles behind us before I stop a local motel and check us in. I get her inside and into bed. I tell her that I need to get some supplies to care for her. She grabs me and holds onto me, not wanting me to leave her.

I hold her tightly, stroking her hair. When her breathing slows. I tell her that she needs some salve for her wounds, and clothing. She is trembling but remains calm. Such a strong lil one. I promise to return quickly.

When I return, she is sleeping fitfully. She jumps when I try to remove her covers. I quickly take her back into my arms. When she is calmed, I instruct her to lay on her stomach. I apply triple antibiotic cream to her open wounds and arnica cream to the reddened areas of her skin.

She whimpers as I touch those tender areas. I want to get some triple anti B ointment on her tender asshole so I put some on her finger and have her rub it in on the outside and make her put some inside as well. She is very tender but complies.

We eat and get some rest. In the morning we shower and are off to the ranch. I tell her that it is very secluded and there is no way anyone can find us, as the ranch is not listed in my name but in that of a company I am a silent partner to. I assure her we will be safe.

When we get there, I take her in my arms and carry her to the master bedroom. I offer her something to drink before tucking her into bed. She tries to pull me in with her but I tell her that she needs rest. I have some work to do to make sure that we are never bothered by her old master again.

Chapter Three

Its been about a week now. Lil one's wounds are healing nicely. I have had to threaten her to stay in the bed. I have been providing all of her care. She eats, drinks, and sleeps in my bed. I have been sleeping with her but have restricted myself to only cuddling.

Early one morning, I'm sitting on the front deck checking e-mails, when lil one arrears wearing one of my t-shirts. Even this way, no make-up, hair disheveled, and still looking sleepy, she is a beautifully radiant woman.

She sleepily stumbles to me and crawls into my lap. I wrap my arms around her and hold her tightly. Her soft bottom against me, stirs my cock. She stays like this for a few minutes before speaking.

"I've missed your cock Sir, Is there something I could do to earn it?"

If she only knew how much she's already earned. Lil one has taken over a piece of my heart. She's 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 child. She tells me she used to ride as a kid 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 beneath a large shade tree by the lake.

I tie the horses and lift her from her steed. She slides down into my arms and our mouths meet. My tongue claims her as I push my way inside. She wraps her legs around my waist. I feel the heat coming from her core. My cock twitches to take her as mine.

I set her down and pull a blanket from my saddle bag and lay it out. I take her hand and pull her down with me. She moves to my cock and takes the head into her mouth. The warmth of her lips is a welcome feeling after all these weeks. I enjoy her bobbing up and down on my cock but lift her off and roll her over.

I move down between her legs. She spreads them wide, offering herself to me. I kiss softly down her thigh until I reach her splayed lips. They are already moist. I take one into my mouth and gently bite. Then suck the other one into my mouth. I hear her groan as I move to her clitty.

I nip at it, then softly flick my tongue over it. I dip my tongue between her folds and press into her open pussy. She tastes so sweet and tangy. I reach up and tweak her nipple. I feel a small gush of fluids rush to my tongue. I offer two fingers to her wet lips. She sucks them in and laves them with her tongue.

I bring my fingers down and press them into her wet and open pussy, as my tongue returns to her engorged nub. My fingers move in and out slowly. I open my mouth and huff warm air on her clit. Then I lick the bud before pursing my lips and blowing cool air across it. I repeat this over and over, teasing her deliciously.

I feel her channel tighten in her response. She starts begging for me to take her. That's all the encouragement I need to kneel between her legs and enter her with one swift stroke. I hear an audible gasp as she is suddenly filled. My movements are steady but slow. Her hips curl and rise to meet mine.

I bend and take one of her erect nipples in my mouth. I luxuriate her bud as my cock drives into her core. The wet sounds of her pussy tell me that she's near to her climax. I stop and flip her over on all fours. She puts her head down on the blanket and arches her back. She is presenting herself to me. I rub my hard cock at her entrance before seating myself fully into her channel.

A big gasp of air escapes her lips. It's matched only by my deep guttural growl. My hands take each of her cheeks and squeeze them, spreading her for me. This allows me to go deeper. I pick up my pace, as my cock slips wetly into her.

I reach for her arms and pull them back. This lifts her head off the blanket. I pull her body back with each thrust. Her breasts rock back and forth. I feel her channel squeeze my shaft as my balls slap her engorged clit with each thrust.

When she asks for permission to cum. I grant it and let go her arms. I slap her ass as she breaks over the edge and is lost in the throes of her orgasm. Her arms stay on her back as she continues to push back against me. Her spasms squeeze my throbbing cock. I can't hold out any longer and release deep within her.

We both fall forward onto the blanket. I stay for a bit then roll off her. We catch our breaths before she moves into the crook of my arm, throwing a leg over mine. My hand pulls her head to my chest. We are both lost in the aftershock of our love making.

After a long rest, we both take a dip in the lake to cool our bodies. I take her again there. We spend the afternoon swimming and making love many times over. It seems that neither of us can get enough after our long wait.

When both of our hunger for food becomes more than our hunger for each other, we remount the horses and ride back to the barn. We spend the evening on the deck watching the deer feed in the pasture below us. I tell her that we will be staying here for a while longer. And that team is almost finished with their research into how we can put her old Master away for good.

To be continued...