Stable Master Ch. 02

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John walked into his office and dropped his keys on his desk. It was one of the few rooms in the place that actually felt like a man decorated it: Leather sofa in the corner, mahogany double pedestal desk that matched the wood panelling around the room.

Everything in the room was sturdy and didn’t look at all like something you’d see attached to a barn. None the less he was beginning to make it his own by hanging some of his hunting trophies and a framed display of all his prize buckles.

He sat back in his oversized, leather executive chair and put his feet up on his desk. He put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. He began thinking of last night and that girl…. Morgan…. Mandy…. Something like that. Her name wasn’t all that important. It was just another notch in his belt. Another name to the list of women he’d owned in his life.

How he’d enjoyed having her the way that he did. He had stayed late to see her leave, if perhaps just to make her feel uneasy seeing the light in his office when she left after she had finished her work. He had watched her shadow skulk by around eleven and heard her pull out of the yard with no real sense of urgency.

He could have almost drifted to sleep when he heard a tip toe through his office door. Before him stood a petite young thing he recognized from passing through the office a few times. He hadn’t really met anyone yet except the barn manager Ben and the lovely entertainment from last night.

She held in her hands a cup of coffee, some packets of sugar and sweetener and the morning news. She seemed almost timid in her gait. He mused at her bitten lip as she tried to balance her arm full of items.

“Mr. Bretton sir, I’ve brought you some coffee and a paper arrived this morning and I assume it’s yours because no one else here reads this…”

A grin became his face; wide and disarming. “Dear, you can put it on the desk.” He was trying to remember her name now. Ben had told him he had an assistant. Some girl fresh out of college with some office diploma.

He continued, “You’ll have to forgive me for not knowing your name. I’m sure Ben meant to tell me.”

She awkwardly placed the items onto his desk. “Oh, it’s Gracie. So very happy to make your acquaintance!”

She was perkier than he was used to but seemed eager to please. He liked that. He threw the sugar and the sweetener in the trash and grabbed the coffee cup. He began his speech.

“I see you dress quite professionally. It’s really your choice as you’ll sometimes be required to run an errand or assist me in the barn so please just come dressed ready to be active. I’ve noticed the other girls around here seem to have quite the henhouse out in the front. Please do not be tempted to discuss my business with them as the punishment will be harsh. I’ll need your cell number and in case Ben did not inform you I will expect you here from seven until one every day and on call otherwise.”

“Oh yes, Mr. Bretton.” She began, “I’ve been well advised by Mr. Jacobs the duties I should be expecting. He explained this was not a Monday to Friday sort of thing. I assure you I come well prepared to do whatever you require. I’m very adaptable and follow instructions well.”

He almost wanted to gag at her sincerity. “Well, it seems like we’ll get along fine. I’d like for you then to get me the books from last month and bring them here.”

“Yes Sir!”

As she turned to walk away back out to the front office he noticed how her short pencil skirt swayed. Her relaxed gait was far more flattering than her original awkward display. He removed his feet from his desk and wiped off the hay that had fallen from his boots.

He put his elbows on the leather bound ledger in front of him and he wondered how long until she would return and how frantic she would be when she found that what he sent her to get was missing. He bahçelievler escort grinned from behind his folded hands and waited.

Only three or four minutes passed when she came in. He face was stark white. She walked slowly up to the desk and held her hands clasped in front of her. She had only a slight hourglass figure and was built more like a librarian than a Greek goddess. Her hair was neatly up in a bun with one curl let loose down the side for her face. Her glasses stood half way down her nose and she once again was biting her lip.

She took a deep breath and stated, “Sir, they appear to be otherwise disposed of. Shall I phone Mr. Jacobs or Marguerite. The both could have been using them.”

“I like your swiftness and your honesty. You’ll have to learn though to be more observant.” He said.

Just then she looked onto the desk and noticed her sought after item. Her chin dropped with an ounce of shame in her own performance. “I should have been more acute to my surroundings.”

He invited her to have a seat on the sofa. She walked over and sat, her legs crossed at her ankles and her bottom at the edge of the seat cushion. Her posture was impressive but John found himself peering through the folds in her button up shirt that were caused by her leaning forward ever so slightly.

He opened the book in front of him. He asked her how long she had been with the company.

She stated that it had only been two weeks since Mr. Jacobs had hired her and he spent every day since insuring she became familiar with the office and the business in order to not be found lacking by her new executive. She went on and on about Marguerite in accounting and the ladies out front and the trainers and the stable staff and the grounds keeper. On and on…..

Her attempted formal nature was not amusing him. “Relax,” he said impatiently. “I am well aware of your credentials and besides that if it doesn’t work out I’ll fire you. That’s pretty much how I work. I’ll gladly have you take notes now and I’ll let you know the morning routine.

She popped out a personal recorder out of her pocket and said “Ready!”

He gave her the list: Coffee on his desk 7 am, black. Morning paper next to it. The first hour she would brief him on the aspects of the business he wanted to know. It was her job to present daily numbers for hourly expenditures and up to date numbers on their boarding vacancies. Ben, or Mr. Jacobs as she was so fond of calling him, would let her know anything else she needed to apprise him of. Other than that he expected her to accompany him on his daily rounds an attend to his needs.

She agreed. “Is that everything?” she asked.

He nodded and stood up. “You can turn that thing off now. If you must use it you may record you own notes verbally but I’ll not be recorded again.”

She noted his dislike for her personal recorder as she shut it off. She started to stand but he cut her off half way up and said “No. You can sit.”

She obliged but she didn’t quite feel comfortable. She noticed his large frame move so that his body sat between her and the light from the frosted glass window that was positioned behind the desk. He walked slowly, almost too slowly.

He said “I need to know that I can trust you. I need to know that whatever I need you’re willing to do. I need to know Miss Grace that you know who runs this place.”

She nodded her head. She needed this job. There were so few in such a small town. Fewer that paid as well as this. She could not screw this up.

“Now stand.” John stated quietly. He looked her up and down and thought to himself if he wasn’t careful with this one he very well might snap her in half.

“We’re going to do a trust exercise. You need to tell me something. Is there anything you wouldn’t do for me? Anything at all?”

“I wouldn’t kill anyone.” balgat escort she started.

He burst out laughing. “Well, that’s good. I just need to know that you’re loyal to me. There may be times I’ll as you to find out things or be part of some very important meetings. I need to know you’re on my side.”

“Anything you need I’m here to do it.” She said with a smile.

“Good. Then there is something I need you to do for me. I need you to stand close to me. We need to get comfortable being in close proximity to each other.” He stepped into her as she stood opposite him.

She could not help but notice he was quite handsome and smelled quite manly. She couldn’t put her finger on it but it seemed like he was getting a little closer without even moving. She looked up at him and smiled.

He smiled back and put his hand on her shoulder. Oddly enough she reached up her opposite hand and put it on his. She continued smiling. He was almost irritated with her enthusiasm. He leaned in and she extended her toes to be tip toe to meet his eyes.

He whispered in a stern voice “Now I need you to stop acting like this is a high school bonding exercise and look at me.”

She lowered her self back onto her heels and looked up. He continued to stare at her and her smile became more of a nervous grin. He ran his hand down her arm and took her hand. He walked around his desk and sat in his chair.

“Now sit on the desk” He commanded.

She raised her hip slightly to get a leg up on the desk and lifted her other up and slid back. She again crossed her ankles and folded her hands in her lap. He looked up at her and explained what he was about to do was very necessary to her job and if she wasn’t going to follow through she might as well leave now. She didn’t move.

He put his hands on her knees and pulled them apart. He pushed her skirt up an few inches until it was clear enough he could view her pink lace panties. He looked up and saw her eyes were closed. He asked her if she trusted him.

She said “Implicitly.”

He started to unbutton her white linen shirt. Her breathing was notably heavier. She seemed to be trembling a bit. He wondered to himself why she had not spoken or moved and she seemed so still. He looked up once more to notice she was biting her lip and grasping onto the edge of the desk like she was bracing herself.

“You don’t need to make this any harder on yourself.” He said, “Relax and I’ll do what I need to do to make sure I can trust you.”

“Is it going to hurt?” She started, “Because I’ve hear it hurts but I need this job and I don’t want you to fire me if I cry out…”

“Holy shit!” He exclaimed “You’re a virgin? You mean to tell me you’ve never been with a man?” His hand dropped beside her on the desk.

She snapped back almost offended, “Don’t make it seem like such a surprise. I fooled around with a few guys in college but who wants to have their first time with an inexperienced frat boy who probably barely knows what to do with himself never mind a woman. I’m not about it being special, I’m about it being good. Your reputation, Mr. Bretton, precedes you.”

His jaw dropped. This wasn’t going to be much of a challenge, which usually wasn’t much his style. But suddenly a new train of possibilities ran through his mind. This beautiful, mouldable being could be imprinted on. She could be more that just a casual fling that would be discarded. He had it in his power that he could make her an indispensable asset.

He grinned from ear to ear. “Little girl, I’m going to make you scream.”

He ripped the rest of her shirt off. The last two buttons went flying. He reached into her bra and pulled out one beautiful breast and latched onto it with his mouth.

His hands went to work. He pulled up her skirt around her waist. He reached up under the folds and grabbed onto batıkent escort her panties. He ripped them clear from her body and tossed them into the open drawer beside him.

He slammed the drawer shut. He reached behind her and swept the desk clean. The ledger and the desk accessories hit the floor with a clatter. He removed his mouth from her and pushed her back flat onto the desk.

He saw she was already glisteningly wet. He ran his finger along her slit and then brought his finger to his mouth. Oh how sweet the taste of her virgin nectar. It was almost a shame to end it, but his carnal urges quickly put that thought out of his mind. He placed his finger at her opening and put it part way in before pulling it out.

She shuttered.

She began to grab onto her exposed breast and pinch her nipple as she saw him put his finger in her mouth. She loved the taste her own sweet juices. He took one of her legs and put it against his chest and let her foot dangle over his shoulder. He pulled her ass to the edge of the desk rather abruptly.

“If you’ll excuse my lack of pleasantries I think I’ll have my way with you now.”

He undid his pants with one hand as he rubbed her clit with the thumb of his other hand. He could feel the warmth coming from her dark tight hole. He let his pants fall and held his solid dick in his free hand. His thumb which was on her clit slid easily between her lips. He used it in combination with his index finger to part them and expose her entrance.

She held onto the edge of the desk. She could barely reach but she knew she would have to brace herself. She closed her eyes and held her breath….. And….. Nothing…. She looked up and he was grinning from ear to ear.

“Keep your eyes open and on me. I don’t want to miss a minute of your expression.”

She fixed her eyes on his and took a beep breath and then he did it. He grabbed her hips and guided his long hard cock into her virgin pussy. Slowly and artfully he wiggled it in. Easing it through until he felt the resistance. He pulled back and with one thrust broke through.

She cried out and threw her head back. It was followed by the silent scream that exited her lips as he pounded her entrance.

She was so incredibly tight. He’d never ever been wrapped up like this. It was only because she was so wet that he was even able to move inside her.

“Make me your whore.” She moaned.

This caused him the thrust harder and deeper. He could feel her cumming around him. Her walls were growing tighter in waves and the way she lifted her hips to meet his thrusts he knew she was in a state of extacy.

It was then he knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. He took a deep breath and plunged in one last time and held it there as he exploded inside her. Her held onto her hips like a vice grip.

He looked her in the eye as she clumsily came to. She was smiling; A huge grin on her face with her glazed over eyes.

“Anything, ” she mumbled, “I’ll do anything you ask so long as I get to keep this job.”

“Excellent” he said as he pulled out, his cum dripping from her hole, stained with the pink evidence of his accomplishment. “You can start with making your self presentable in my private washroom. I’m sure there’s people on the other side of the door by now that don’t need to know this happened.

She slid off the desk and walked crookedly to the washroom door, entered and attempted to collect herself.

He picked up her personal recorder, hit the record button and spoke.

“In addition you will never wear panties as I find them a waste of time. When I call you outside of your regular hours here I will provide you with your wardrobe. I own you now; All of you.”

She emerged from the bathroom skirt pulled down, shirt tucked in to hide the missing buttons.

He tossed her the recorder noting he had made some additions. He smacked her ass as she walked by and told her not to forget the ledger as she wouldn’t be needing it again today and it should be put in it’s proper spot.

She held her head up high as she exited the office. The blush on her cheek the only indication of events that had just occurred.

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