Sex slave_(1)

Lillian Grey, a blonde hair, blue eye, sexy little she devil in skin tight jeans and itty bitty bikini top. Running along the fence with her little white pony,tiny titties bouncing, no idea in the world what she’s doing to her fathers field hand. Big John, just as big as they come, huge dark and muscular; catches her eye. She thinks to herself, how huge his member must be and she feels that little shiver in her thighs. He thinks to himself, thats ten to 20 right there, as thick cock flexed in his overalls.
When Lillian finished her ride she took her pony to his stall and brushed him down and fed him some treat. She was just closing up the main stable door when she realized she had never done that before. She knew she had to shut it, she was the last one to leave. However she wasn’t heavy enough to pull down the large door, she was just swinging from the rope, only weighing 82 pounds. When Big John’s voice boomed from right behind her, she jumped and fell to the ground. She felt so embarrassed right away. He just smiled and held out his hand to help her up. She put her delicate little white hand into has giant black rough one and he pulled her to her feet.
“I’m sorry I scared you there Miss Lillian.” “That’s ok John, I’m sorry I got fightened. You really don’t scare me at all, I mean I think your great, I mean your good to see. I mean I like seeing you.” She stumbled over her words not knowing what to say and not wanting to seem nervous to him. “Don’t you worry there Miss Lillian, you didn’t o-fend me none, I like you too. But you do scare me some. I don’t think Your daddy ‘Mista Grey’ would want me an you bein’ alone talkin’ like this. How ’bout you just run on and I’ll close up this here door and be on my way shortly?” “Because my mother and father are off on that river boat trip they’ve been talking about and im the only ‘Master Grey’ on the estate for the next week. So I don’t want you to be afraid to talk to me ok? Maybe we she spend some time together, we could get to know eachother and be friends?” Big John thought to himself that he’d like to spend to time gettin’ to know her, mostly what it would be like to try to get his big cock inside her tight pussy. “Now that’s right nice of ya Miss Lillian but I really feel like we ought not be gettin’ ta know each other too close. I bin knowin’ you since you was jus’ a lil’ girl an you all grown now. Ya know men have can’t help feelin’s they get. I think we shouldn’t be tryin’ ta get too cozy.” Lillian didn’t know what to think about what he had said but he is her elder and she didn’t want to be rude so she just smile and said goodnight.
Later on that night Lillian was the only one home so she thought she would have a little fun. She locked her bedroom door, from habbit tonight since ther was noone else there. She ran over to her dresser and in the back of the panty drawer she got out her glass wand that she bought in Paris when her parents weren’t looking. It was a tiny little smooth glass wand about 4 inches long with a small bulb at one end. The she plopped down on her bed and started to rub her sweet virgin pussy through her nightgown. She got wet right away, she was always so wet and she wondered if it was normal or if she was a freak. Then she heard a knock at the back door. She jumped up and his he wand under her pillow and ran down to the kitchen door. She could see by the porch light that it was Big John, her pussy flinched just at the thought of him.
Big John stood on the porch wondering why she was just standing there and not answering the door he hoped she knew it was him and not a stranger. Then the door swung open and she stood there in an old night gown that made her look like a little girl again. She smiled and said hello to him and he did the same.
“Miss Lillian I was jus’ wantin’ to tell ya I’ll be Yur friend and we can spend some time gettin’ ta know each otha.” Lillians heart fluttered an her pussy flinched and flooded with juices once more. She really hoped he wouldnt notice the wet spot on the front of her gown. she said “That’s great John, we can go swimming or we can watch television or we can go to my bedroom and play games.” Blood surged to the tip of his cock at the mention of her bedroom, he imediatly said he wanted to play games in her bedroom with no second thought.
They sat on the carpet on her bedroom floor as she read off the list of games she had. He couldn’t read and all of the games she had required reading.