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  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.

  I hadn’t wasted any time calling him to me. Over the weeks while I’d been brainstorming, I’d heard ever more about the girl. Apparently she was well sought after by many in my class. I wasn’t about to let anyone else have her so I had to move quickly.

  After what I’d seen of her I could well imagine some old bastard of my dad’s ilk licking his chops over her. No way in hell. As soon as I made up my mind I’d set about getting everything ready to bring her home with me. Now here we are.

  2

  Master Brax

  I’d declined coming to meet her before today. It seems even thoughts of her turned me into a horny teenager and I didn’t want to risk jumping the gun and fucking the girl before I’d started her training. This was a very delicate situation and needed to be approached with the utmost care.

  I had high hopes for Ms. Alyssa Dorian and they all depended on how well she adjusted to being owned by me. Already we were off to a rip-roaring start if this behavior was anything to go by. Patience and a firm hand will no doubt set the little firebrand straight in no time, and then I can get down to enjoying the delights promised by that hot little body of hers.

  I’ve dreamt of her at least twice a week since that first day I’d spied on her at the stream, and each one was more intense than the last. Had I been forced to wait any longer I think I might have slowly gone out of my mind.

  “Alyssa I’m not going to tell you again. If I’m forced to come up there it will end badly for you.” My blood heated at the challenge I sensed in her. In my mind’s eye I could see her the way she had been that day at the stream and my dick grew harder, longer.

  “Go fuck yourself your highness.” I gave her father a raised brow and a smirk.

  “Quite the well bred young lady you told me about Silas.” The poor man looked like he was about to expire from fright. I took a deep breath and prepared to face the lioness in her den. My heart actually raced knowing I was going to see her again. I’d been patient this long but now that the time was here, I found that I couldn’t wait a second longer to lay eyes on her.

  She was fast and furious with the missiles she flung at my head, interspersed with such language that would make a sailor blush. I knocked most of them aside easily enough and what did connect to my shoulder or arm was too light to cause any real harm.

  She stood defiantly in the far corner of the musty room, legs spread, hair flying and a mountain of missiles waiting to be lobbed at my poor head. “Come here to me.” I forced back my laughter at her incredulous look and had I not seen her body for myself would’ve thought the diminutive figure standing before me no more than a child.

  Her body in the cheap frock looked slight and did nothing to enhance her slender curves or those high breasts that had kept me awake many a night. “I said come here.” She spouted off something at me, something crass and unladylike, before reaching for the old rusted can at her feet to throw at me.

  I reached her in ten long strides and pushed her to the floor. It was more to stun than to hurt, coupled with a perverse need to see her in submission. She made as if to rise and I bent over her sternly with one foot planted in her back.

  “You move from there and I’ll tan your hide all the way back to the mansion. Would you like that little Alyssa? Would you like for all your friends and neighbors to see your new master lashing your bare ass? Because yes, I will strip you naked before I begin.”

  “You wouldn’t dare.”

  “I see no one has taught you how to speak to your betters.” She was fit to be tied and I couldn’t believe what a kick I got from her mini insurrection. “Get your foot off of me before I break it.” You’d think she was my equal the way she spoke. I was a good foot or more taller than she is and at least a hundred pounds heavier.

  Thinking of the differences in our sizes only made my mind wander to other things. Like having her completely covered by my much larger frame, while I fucked into her. Or how well she’d take me from behind. Looking down at her skinny legs beneath the unfortunate rags she wore I could tell that my cock was almost as long as her thigh.

  “That is no way to speak to your master my pet.” She actually growled and I grinned down at her, enjoying the sparks that flew between us. I could see from the fire in her eyes as she looked up at me that she was thinking of ways to do me in, but I wasn’t in the least bit worried about her paltry show of resistance. In fact I relished it; all the more need for my whip on that perfect ass of hers to bring her to heel.

  I lifted my foot from her back and helped her to her feet though she did not appreciate my assistance. Her eyes flashed with uncertainty as she looked towards the hatch where we could hear her dad below muttering in concern. When her eyes came back to mine, I could see the wary defeat written in them.

  “Good, now that I’ve got your attention we are going to go over a few things. First you will walk down those stairs on your own accord else I will drag you kicking and screaming by that beautiful hair of yours. After which I will strip you bare and give you the ass whipping you so richly deserve. But before we do that, there’s one thing that needs immediate attention.”

  I reached into the bag I carried and retrieved the little stamp like brander and the lighter. Heating the emblem of my family crest as I watched her eyes widen with curiosity and fear. I couldn’t believe the rush I got from knowing that in just a few short seconds my mark would be on her and she’d be mine in every way.

  I felt my cock lengthen at the thought of what I was about to do, the step I was about to take. “Turn around Alyssa and don’t make me have to tell you twice. You do not wish your father to pay for your disobedience now do you?”

  That last was said low enough that the words did not carry downstairs to the already flustered man. I saw the battle of indecision in her eyes as she gauged the distance to the door and freedom. A lift of my brow convinced her that that wouldn’t be a wise move.

  She huffed at me but did as ordered, her eyes following the now red-hot brander in my hand. Lifting her hair in one hand I used the other to brand my family crest into her neck just beneath her right ear.

  She cried out from the pain and I set about soothing her. “Ssh, it’s okay little Alyssa the pain will be over soon.” Next I took the salve I’d brought and rubbed some of it into the wound. Now she was officially mine. The first woman I’d ever marked. I fought back the little nugget of unease I felt and blew on her neck to help ease the sting as she whimpered.

  While she was distracted her dress was then torn from her body and I quickly pulled the shift I’d brought her over her head. The simple garb was made in my colors so everyone who saw us as we left would know she was now mine. My sole property!

  A lot of weight went with that. It meant no one would dare touch her from this day forth. Not that they’d have the chance after today, but it had to be done; a kind of public statement if you will.

  “Let’s go.” I placed some cotton swab over her new branding and taped it in place before attaching her collar. She jerked at the sound of it being locked in place, or was it the sound of the chain that hung from it? I walked ahead of her carrying her chain, being sure not to pull lest I injure her farther.

  3

  Master Brax

  She was silent all the way down the s
tairs but I did not kid myself that she was so easily tamed. I surmised that she was in shock and the threat against her father was keeping her in check for now. I wasn’t planning on using that again. From now on the only thing she would fear is displeasing me.

  “Say goodbye to your father.” She kept her head lowered as she mumbled goodbye. I could see old Silas fighting back the tears as he took in his daughter for what could be the last time.

  Subs weren’t allowed the freedom to go back to their families for a visit and this arrangement would be no different no matter that it was just up the hill from here where she would be living.

  Her training was going to be extensive in the next few weeks and there was to be no outside influence. After that who knows how I’d feel about sharing her affections with anyone, including her dad.

  After the goodbyes had been said I walked her out the front door and began our journey home. I could’ve had the driver bring us or I could’ve driven myself, but somehow I needed to do this, to let everyone know that she was now mine.

  She dragged her feet at first but a slight tug on the chain around her neck soon had her moving again. There weren’t that many people out and about this time of day, but I was sure there was plenty who watched from behind curtained windows.

  “Hold your head up, this is not a hanging. Today your life has changed for the better. I’d think you’d be thanking me for saving you from a life of drudgery.” I got a huge rush from bantering with her. I didn’t like seeing that pitiful look on her face. I wanted the hissing she cat to show her claws and she didn’t disappoint.

  By the time we topped the hill she’d gotten some of her gumption back and started up a diatribe of my many shortcomings not least of which was the question of my manhood.

  According to the delightful Ms. Dorian only a limp dick son of a bitch would have to buy pussy on a leash. Such colorful words. I guess this is what the servants had been gossiping about, her wild untamed ways.

  I pretended to ignore her hurled epithets but truth is I was biding my time. I knew that what she had coming, wasn’t going to be easy. She was still just an eighteen-year old girl. Grown by today’s standards, but still, I’m a man of twenty-seven. Ancient to hear her tell it from some of the more colorful things she’d said.

  Still I could not let her carry on in this vein, as it was not going to be acceptable at all once I got her home. Banter was one thing but now she had moved on to threats of dismemberment.

  I yanked on her chain a little harder this time, until she was on the ground at my feet. “Good! Now that I’ve got your attention you will be quiet. If you should say or do anything between here and the house I will whip you on the front lawn for the servants to witness. Then I will chain you up in the yard like the wild animal you are pretending to be and fuck you to within an inch of your life.”

  If she could spit in my eye and live she would have. I can be a very lenient man yes, but I had no intentions of being lenient with the hardheaded foul-tongued miscreant. Her kind only understood one thing. Though they fight like hell to deny it. I knew just what she needed, what would make her happy and maybe give her a sweeter disposition.

  My remedy for her was hard nonstop fucking and ass whippings for the next few months at the very least. And if that fire she had in abundance refused to be tamed, then it just might go on for longer. I wasn’t sure that I didn’t prefer that. The idea of mastering her with my cock was rather appealing. And her ass is perfect for the many spankings that mouth of hers was sure to warrant.

  But beyond that there was something else brewing just beneath the surface. Somehow she didn’t fit the mold of the usual sub. You see I don’t just want to own the delightful Alyssa I want to consume her. I have a need to own her completely, heart and soul. To possess a beauty such as hers, to have her completely under my spell, would make a man wealthy beyond measure.

  I want her to crave me, to live only for my very presence, and I will see to it that she does before all is said and done. There was a need in me that have been growing ever since that day by the stream, and I couldn’t wait to see if the reality lived up to the dream.

  There was no one around as we entered the foyer and headed up to my rooms, which I had prepared ahead of time. In the room I didn’t bother giving her instructions, which I was sure she would ignore. Instead once again I tore the flimsy material from her small frame, leaving her standing naked before me.

  She tried running away but I caught her easily enough and brought her back to me.

  “Where are you going Alyssa? There’s nowhere to run. Now stand still and let me see what I own.”

  She bristled at my words and I had to forcefully hold her in place with my hands on her hips.

  Once she settled her ass down I took the time to enjoy the sight of her. Her body up close was even more magnificent than I’d first thought that day at the stream. Her tits were firm round orbs, plump for her tiny frame. Her nipples were almost cherry red and stood proud on her chest. Her skin flushed under my gaze and I couldn’t resist.

  I ran a fingertip over her nipple until it pearled and my mouth longed for a taste.

  “Lift them for me, I want to suckle you.” Her hands came up as if in a daze and I didn’t miss the way her nipples tightened and grew. I lowered my head and licked her nipple before sucking it into my mouth as I teased the flesh on her hip with my fingers.

  Her mouth may fight me, but it was going to be a piece of cake bringing her body under my control. Her innocence was no match for me and I knew of many ways to get her body to respond just the way I wanted. It was going to be fun taming the little shrew and having her eating out of my hands.

  I fed on her nipples, going back and forth from one to the other until I felt my control begin to slip. If I weren’t careful she would make me forget myself. Her beauty and spirit was a combination I hadn’t seen in many, if ever and I have to admit she intrigued me beyond measure.

  I released her plump morsel from between my teeth and gave it one last swipe with my tongue before stepping back and away.

  She stood before me dazed, her arousal reaching my nose and enflaming my senses. I looked down between her naked thighs where her essence had already coated them. She was wet.

  “Kneel.” She looked from me to the floor and squared her shoulders before glaring defiantly into my eyes. I gave her no warning as my hand went to the back of her head and tugged on her hair, pulling her into my chest. My mouth came down on hers and I sucked her tongue into my mouth as I rubbed my hard cock into her soft middle. Letting her feel my need.

  4

  Master Brax

  She fought her body’s natural instinct and I found that I preferred her futile resistance to the usual easy compliance I had grown accustomed to. Maybe, that’s why I’d been intrigued by the servants’ tales. Maybe I’d grown bored with the norm. It still remains to be seen if all that I’d heard was truth or fiction, but so far she was proving to be quite the delightful little gem.

  I pulled my mouth and cock away from her, and she swayed into me until she caught herself. Of course she was pissed that she’d responded. I expected no less. I imagined there would be lots of spankings in her future, since I was almost certain that she’d fight me every step of the way, even as her body gave in to me. That stubborn streak I sensed in her could do no less.

  “Did you not hear me Alyssa? I said on your knees.” I could’ve put her there myself, but that would defeat the purpose. She must bend to my will always, by just my say-so. I walked around her slowly and she fought to stand still, to show no fear. Better and better.

  “I can always fuck you into submission.” I had no intentions on taking her yet but she didn’t know that. I ran my finger over the gauze that now covered my mark of ownership. Making my way slowly back around to face her, I pushed my hand between her thighs and rubbed her hairy pussy.

  She inhaled sharply as I teased her slit with my fingers. I threw her off balance with my soft gentle touch as I strummed her c
lit with my thumb and nuzzled her cheek until my lips reached her mouth.

  “Open!” The command was soft with just a hint of seduction as I nibbled the corner of her lips and slid my tongue over hers, until curiosity made her reciprocate. I pulled back before she could take my tongue into her mouth, teasing the young innocent with what she did not yet know she wanted.

  Her legs opened wider to accept my hand and fingers in her most private place. Her lips begged for my kiss, which I withheld. I fingered her slowly until her pussy leaked on my fingers, then pulled them from her body and fed them to her. “Suck!”

  She stared at my fingers covered in her pussy’s essence and made a face. I buried my free hand in her hair and made a tight fist. I tugged her head back until our eyes met. “I said suck.”

  “Last warning. Each time you disobey me, no matter how small, you will feel pain.” I put my fingers on her lips and she closed her eyes and sucked my fingers dry. I guess she liked the taste of her own cunt because she made quite a show out of cleaning it all off my hand.

  Her natural sensuality made it hard to keep my cock leashed. Her little tongue dipped in between my digits and I found myself becoming mesmerized as she opened her eyes and held mine while she did it. Something flashed in her eyes and I saw it then. It won’t be easy to break her. In her mind we were equals.

  Therein laid the fundamental difference between her and all who had come before. The women of my peerage would not have thought themselves on an even keel with a man of my stature. Yet this young, inexperienced urchin from a lower rung of the social ladder knew in her depths that we were one. Good for her!

  This is perhaps what I had sensed in her, what had drawn me, but there was something else there, a challenge maybe? Yeah that’s it; there it goes again, that look that said she could take me on.