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Part 2 saras Journey- sara and Willow by sara, A Slave Girl As all my stories, below in comments is part 2 of my sara and Willows Adventures  |
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2/10/2021 1:02 pm |
Part 2 saras Journey- sara and Willow by sara, A Slave Girl I cleaned him up and put him away and was allowed to go for a pee. Whilst i was away he stopped the buffet cart again and got me another coffee and a KitKat chocolate bar. We chatted a bit and i put his hand under my dress for a fingering, he took no persuading at all, he was very, very good. I could not resist one last suck and he cum as we arrived at Sandsea Station. I was so excited, fed, watered, fucked and a First-Class rail travel into Sandsea Station what other slave could compare their day? I had watched the scenery change during the last half an hour or so from the built-up city and workplaces, just what i was so used to growing up, even past one of the supermarkets like the one we had near home. Then housing, terraced houses and better living houses on new estates next to green fields, sheep and cows and the last 5 minutes were of the magnificent north east coastline. "What are you thinking sara?" He had seen my tears rolling down my face and dripping off my chin. He took out his handkerchief and wiped my cheeks and face. Instinct took my head onto his shoulder, i sobbed a little then realised just what i had done. "Sorry for that, just so happy Sir, and would it surprise you i have never seen the sea before Sir? Come to that Sir, snifffff, nor sheep or cows in real life Sir." He hugged me and gave me his handkerchief. A guard in a black with purple piping uniform opened the door for us. He saluted his peaked cap and said he hoped we had a pleasant journey, then to Sir see you again Mr. xxxxx i just did not catch his name. I put up my hand. "Yes so polite sara?" "Please Sir, may i ask, do we need to catch a bus or is it walkable Sir?" "It’s a few miles away sara, we should have a car waiting." It was only a small car park and as we left our station platform the train pulled away to its destination, i guess. A big black car like you see photos of the queen in was at the top of the car park, i looked behind to see if it was someone famous behind us got off our train, nope just us. As we approached the car the driver got out, all in uniform and peaked cap again. Let me describe him, maybe 25 years old, six foot or more for sure, but me only being 52" everyone looked six foot. He was black and dressed in black, he looked stunning, did i mention the huge bulge in his trousers where his willy should be? Anyway he opened the car door for us, also saluting his peaked cap. "sara would you like to go straight home or look at a few of the beauty spots on the way, we even have a nudist beach at Raisethorpe Cove? Your Sir will not be home until early evening." "The beach Sir please, i have never seen a real live one." Really, within minutes we actually pulled into the cove car park, now this is me being a romantic writer; The large sedan pulled into the empty parking lot and pulled up facing the sea, not a soul to be seen. A wide expanse of silver sand highlighted by the turquoise sea and a backdrop on the horizon of pure blue sky. An artist would never have an easier picture to paint, just 3 colours. The princess was helped out of the vehicle, her toes hit the soft sand and, SLAP "Frame yourself girl unless you want an over my knee session, do you?" "Sir, would i be a common, gutter girl if i said please?" "Of course not, lets get onto the beach first though." We were only 10 or so paces off the actual beach itself. "Would you like to leave your clothes in the car sara?" "Oh may i Sir?" "Of course, Carl, undress her, i will be on the beach, no hurry. I stood in shock as my dress was brought over my head. "No Knickers slave?" "Sir has them in his brief case Sir." "I am Carl not Sir, sara, i suppose as a servant i am a sort of slave too." "Are you punished too Carl, like over someone's knee?" "Yes i get punished too, all the staff doo, boys caned or whiped and girls spanked or belted. I was caned yesterday, i will show you later if we are allowed to swim." "Swim naked Carl?" "I could keep my pants on if you wish." "Sorry Carl, there wont be any surprises when you take my bra off, my titties must still be growing." He removed my bra, as i stood naked i put his hands on them and i gripped onto his bulge, he unzipped and i knelt on the sand and rubbed it, still covered. I tried to bite it through his trousers, and he pushed himself into my face. As i released it i let it flop down, Fucking Wow! What a specimen, jet black and so shiny, i could not wait, i licked it like i used to lick ice lollies as a girl. Not too thick but enough to stretch my lips as i took him in and down my throat, well as far as i could. I sucked in and out, backwards and forewords, i felt him arch and was ready for his cum. He pulled out and put my hands around it and i had him squirt his cum, surge after surge over the sand, wow. "Come on now sara, remember you have a knee to go over." "Oh yes," i smiled and skipped down to the beach. Carl brought down 2 folding chairs a rug and a small bag. My knee was waiting for me on the small dunes joining the beach and car parking area. "Had fun sara?" I blushed the same colour as my bottom will soon be and gently climbed over. The sound of hand on bare bottom skin echoed around the small cove, my tears flowed, yes the spanking hurt, dont they all, but the other tears were not hurt tears, i was just so happy. "May i kneel to thank you Sir?" "Yes, maybe another time, but go play, Carl is already in the water waiting." I hugged and kissed him and ran to cool my bum off in the water. I was soon impaled on Carls slippery eel, not up me, as yet, but through me. Between legs from behind, lifting me feet of the sand. We swam and played a bit, although not warm, it was ok once you had been in a while and it worked wonders for my nipples size. I ran back up the beach to Sir and put my hand up. "Yes sara?" "Sir, i looked down, may i, well could i, would it be ok if.." "Spit it out sara unless you want another ride over my knee." "May i fuck Carl Sir?" "Let me see, just joking, of course, but as a slave you need to let him fuck you girl." Another quick cuddle and kiss and i was back in the water. I wrestled to get hold of his cock and walked him onto the shoreline. I laid like a star fish and Carl knelt between my legs and licked my pussy. "Mmmm, salty." "Then probe a little deeper kind Sir." As he pushed his tongue in i cum, and cum and he soon gently mounted me. Did his big black cock all go in, no idea, all i know is the bit that did go in gave me the soundest fucking ever, i just hoped more to cum. He pulled out and covered my tits with cum, i sat i up and took his end in and cleaned him up, sucking his pee hole like a straw. He led me by a nipple back into the water to wash off, he washed me and i washed him. Wow Carl, i counted 11 striped bruises on his bottom, i rubbed them gently. The colour was like a royal blue colour. "Whatever did you do wrong Carl?" "The head housekeeper said i had not washed the car correctly, she has me strip and lean over two straw bales in the stable and caned me in front of the stable girls, i deserved it sara, dont worry." We went back to Sir and sat a while and drank some water Carl had brought down in his bag. Sir rubbed my tits a little and then gave Carks cock a wank. I had a better view of its size as it grew and grew and Sir wanked him onto the sand. The sand just fascinated me, so fine, so many colours i loved it all over my body, between my toes, through my hands. I put my hand up. "Yes sara, now what?" "Please Sir, i need a pee." "Did you not want to go in the sea?" "Yes Sir i did but waited until i got out." Sir laughed as Carl picked me up and held me out, i peed. Sir got a handful of sand and wiped me dry with it. "Ok, time to go and get you settled sara. You may fill our empty water bottles with sand and take them for your bedroom if you wish sara." I cried and this time he hugged me. He helped me fill them and put them back in the bag and take them with the 10 or so shells i had collected on the shoreline, back to the car. I dressed and Carl had a comb and did my hair. We were soon going down a drive to, The House on Sea, my name for it, beautiful. It looked so big with lots of other buildings behind it, i would never be able to find my way around. As Carl parked up the sand and sea was almost as near as the house, would i ever have a happier day?
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very nice.. and what is the answer to the last question?
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well characterized....
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2/11/2021 4:48 am |
Mouthful...
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nice read, but I want more spice!  When you come to a fork in the road, take it. __Yogi Berra
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Tal greets girl they say more than a Mouthfull is to much chuckles xx regards have a great day Master ADOMIS4U2
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