Under A Pear Tree

Carrie was leaning back against the pear tree, tears drying on her cheeks when she first saw him. He was leading a horse around the orchid. When he walked by her he dripped his head in greeting then stopped.

“My lady, is something wrong?” He asked coming closer.

“No, I’m just enjoying the day.” She said in return.

“But you’ve been crying my lady.” He said crouching down in front of her.

“It’s nothing, just silly girl stuff.” She waved him away.

“Would you like to talk about it?” He asked softly.

Carrie just stared at him as he stood.

“Sometimes it’s easier to talk to someone outside the situation.” He said holding out a hand.

“true, but you work on the property.” She replied taking his hand to stand.

“Your words are safe with me, I do my work, but don’t hang out with the rest of the staff.” He said tucking her hand into the crook of his arm.

“It’s just that I don’t feel like a truly married woman.” She said as they started walking, the horse fallowing slowly behind.

“Oh, and what makes you say that?” he asked gently.

“I’ve been married for two years, and my husband has yet to take me to his bed.” She said looking down in shame.

He said nothing just walked along beside her silently and waited for her to continue. He stared at the curve of her neck as she bowed her head, it really was lovely. He wanted to stroke it softly before kissing his way down her bare back. Wait was she saying she was untouched?

“The lord has never preformed his husbandly duties?” He asked quietly.

“Yes, I fear it is some fault of mine.” She said weakly.

“Why do you say that?” He asked.

“My parents gave me to him as payment for their debt, and my body is too curvy.” She said this with a catch in her throat.

“Too curvy?” he questioned scanning her luscious body.

The corset she wore narrowed her waist, but showed off her ample breasts, and hips. He felt his cock harden as he imagined riding her oh so slowly whipping her flank to make her moan.

Carrie glanced sideways when she heard his breath catch, but instead of disappointment she saw lust. His breathing had increased while his eyes dilated, and there was a bulge in his trousers that couldn’t be hidden.

“I fear so.” She sighed.

“Your curves are what make you unique though.” He said.

She just sighed in response.

“What did you mean by payment?” He asked changing the subject.

“My father got in debt gambling on the lord’s horses, and he couldn’t pay it off. So, the lord took everything, and me since I was the only child of age.” She said quietly.

“The lord is well into his sixties.” He said.

“Yes, he was sixty-five when he took me as his bride. I was eighteen.” She clarified.

“Did you ever think it has more to do with his body, and not you as the reason he has never taken you?” He asked.

“I hadn’t thought that.” She said.

“That could be the case. What happened to your family?” He asked.

“My father killed himself two days after the wedding, and my mother and siblings went to live with her family.” She said.

“I’m sorry about your father. Have you seen your family since?” He asked as they started to make their way to the barn.

“No, my mother wouldn’t interact with the lord, and he wouldn’t send me to visit.” She replied.

“I’m sorry, may I ask something?” He asked.

“Of course.” She said.

“Forget everybody else, what is it you want?” He asked stopping them at the edge of the orchid.

“I want to feel the touch of a man on my skin.” She said stepping away from him.

He watched her stroke her body through her dress, closing her eyes on a sigh.

“To feel his lips taste me.” She traced her lips with a light touch.

She opened her eyes to stare at him. Stepping up to him again she placed a hand on his chest.

“I want to know what it feels like to be under a man’s body as he fills me with his shaft.” She slid her hand down tracing a finger along the waistband of his trousers.

“Is that so?” He watched her shiver as he stroked a finger over her cheek.

“Yes.” She sighed

“Is the lord home?” He asked.

“No, he left today on business.” She said.

“May I come to you tonight?” He asked lifting her chin, so she had to look him in the eye.

“But the staff?” She questioned.

“I can get in without being seen.” He said.

“Then yes, my room is at the very end of the second-floor hall.” She smiled up at him.

“Ten o’clock then.” He said running his thumb softly across her lower lip.

“I’ll be waiting.” She smiled when he kissed her forehead.

“Until then, But I have to get back to work.” He said stroking her cheek one last time.

“I understand.” She watched him as he led the horse away.

She took another walk around the orchid before returning to the house to finish what she had to do, feeling a lot better then when she had left the house earlier.

Ten o’clock came the house was quiet, and she was standing at her bedroom window. Staring into the black as she waited. Tonight, she would become a woman, would it hurt? Would she even like it? She wondered, some of the young women in her circle talked of it hurting when their husbands had first taken them, and how they never liked it when their husbands took them any time after, they just spoke of how it was their duty as a wife to lay there and take it. She caught a shadow out of the corner of her eye and smiled.

He entered the manor through the back door, into the kitchen. The house was silent as he made his way up the main staircase, keeping a watchful eye as he walked quickly down the hall using the soft light under her door as a guide. Knocking softly, he entered before she could respond.

“My lady.” He said waiting by the door.

“Hello, what do I called you?” She said as she turned smiling at him.

“Do you want this?” He asked in return.

“Yes.” She returned.

“Are you sure?” He stared into her eyes for a long while.

“Yes.” She said on a deep breath

“Good girl, in the bedroom I’m in control, and you call me Master.” He said stroking her cheek.

“Yes Master.” She sighed.

Master started at her throat stroking his hand from below her ear to her shoulder watching as she tilted her head to the side to give him better access. Leaning in he fallowed the path with his lips, light little kisses to her shoulder, and back up to her jaw. Light kisses over her jaw as he slipped a hand into her lose hair. Placing his lips on hers he kissed her, and when she sighed, he slid his tongue in tasting her moan. Moving on he moved his hands over her back stroking her full round ass, and flared hips. Bringing his hands to the front loosening the belt of her dressing gown.

Carrie gasped and moaned into Master’s mouth as he stroked her body. It felt so good, her body was warming, and beginning to tingle and a warm liquid was starting to seep from between her thighs. But when he started to open her robe, she stilled.

“It’s okay little filly, Master wants to see you.” He said breaking the kiss.

“Does he?” She asked shyly.

“Oh yes. Would you like Master to go first?” He asked.

“Yes.” She said crossing her arms over her middle.

Master slid his suspenders off his shoulders, gathering the bottom of his shirt he worked it free. Pulling it off his body, showing off his well-muscled chest and arms. Bending down he removed his boots, standing again he unbuttoned his trousers sliding them down his legs revealing that he had nothing underneath, and his cock was thick and hard between his thighs.

Carrie gasped as he revealed his body to her. He was breathtaking, she watched as he took hold of his shaft, stroking it slowly.

“This is what you do to Master’s body.” He said watching her stare.

“Is that good?” She asked so innocently.

“It is a very good thing.” He said.

Carrie took a deep breath, gripping the belt of her robe. Releasing it she parted the lapels slowly watching him watch her. She worked it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, and she waited.

“Beautiful little filly. Can Master touch?” He asked walking close to her again.

“Yes, please.” She whispered.

Master slowly raised his hands. Starting at her shoulders he stroked them, moving over her collarbones, over the swells of her breasts. Cupping them he lifted them up and together, thumbing her nipples as they peeked, and she closed her eyes on a moan.

“So pretty.” He whispered leaning in to lick one lightly.

“Oh!” Carrie exclaimed jumping slightly.

“Easy little filly, Master as you.” He soothed licking the other nipple.

Carrie gasped as he stroked down her middle caressing her hips to grip her ass, pulling her against his hard body. Holding her to him he claimed her mouth in a deep slow kiss as he walked them to the bed. Laying her onto the bed he laid out beside her.

“We’re going to take this slow little filly.” He said kissing her throat.

She moaned in response.

“I’m going to be gentle, but there will be some pain.” He said softly stroking her inner thigh gently.

“I know.” She sighed.

“You do?” He smiled against her shoulder.

“Women talk.” She laughed.

“Oh, my that is nice.” She moaned when he stroked two fingers through her wet folds.

Finding her entrance, he slowly slid one finger in, finding her clit with his thumb. Circling lightly, he pumped in and out of her stretching her gently. When she began to relax, he pulled out, only to work two fingers back in.

“That’s it little filly. Feel it.” He circled her clit harder, making her cum for the first time ever.

He knew she was ready when she moaned as he stretched her walls gently. Moving slowly, he positioned himself between her thighs, gripping his cock to guide it into her. Claiming her mouth he pushed into her gently, catching her gasp as he broke through her maiden head. He paused when he was all the way in.

“Breath filly.” He said when she whimpered.

“Tell Master when the pain lessens.” He kissed her again.

Carrie gripped at his back getting use to the feel of him inside her. It was tight, but not bad, the pain had come and then gone.

“Master please.” She begged.

“Are you ready?” He asked, breathing heavy.

“Yes.” She moaned.

He began moving slowly taking his time. Feeling every contraction her body made was heaven and hell. Her nails digging into his back keeping him grounded as he brought her to her second orgasm. When she came around him a third time he fallowed, shooting his thick creamy load deep into her pulsing pussy. Groaning deep he rolled off her only to pull her to his side.

“How is my little filly?” He asked stroking her back.

“I feel sore, and wonderful.” She said smiling against his side.

“Good girl, I’ll stay as long as I can, But I can’t stay till morning.” He kissed the top of her head.

“I know.” She sighed snuggling closer.

“But I would love to.” He said holding her close as she fell asleep.