9. Merrigold

Ever since that night, my body had made me feel weird sensations that I had never experienced before. Anything that rubbed against my vagina felt good and reminded me of Austin. Everytime, I tightened my thighs against each other, a good feeling went through my body. A feeling of euphoria, a feeling so good... I wished Austin would rub his manhood against me again. I suddenly thought of him more than I should. I wondered how he looked naked. I wondered how much better it would feel if we were both naked and his manhood pressed against my back. The thought of him nauseated me and made me feel... needy. My vagina throbbed when I'd see him from afar. My nipples hardened at the thought of him.

I suddenly started to notice his beautiful gestures. The way he walked, the way he lightly smile showing off his pearly whites, the way there was always a bulge in front of him pants when he was in my presence. It made me question how big it was. It made me want to be ravaged so badly. I had accidentally rubbed on my pillow and the pleasure from it was remarkable so I continued rubbing against my pillow every night.

As wrong as it was, it felt good. In my head, I'd imagine him manhandling me. I found myself loving the way he wanted to control me constantly. I'd imagine him, making me touch him again. I'd imagined him putting it in me, the feel of it would be— amazing. Suppose I was simply too engrossed by him giving me my first sexual sensation. Thomas had never entertained any of my sexual thoughts or desires. Austin had showed me a glimpse and I could not forget. I meant to be disgusted but I found myself wondering how good it would feel...

I hated to admit that I loved the way he challenged me. Thomas was always sweet and considerate. How was Austin ill-treating me and forcing himself on me something that I liked... something that turned me on. Whenever I'd hear his voice making orders past my door to other maids. My throat dried up, he sounded in authority and so manly. I wanted him to degrade me but in a way that felt good. I was ashamed of myself and these thoughts... purely ashamed.

His stubble made him look—

My dreams weren't the most innocent either. They had me wishing I'd never woken up. They me thinking I knew how sexual intercourse felt.

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With my head pressed against the mattress, my hand behind my back. Austin positioned my arse a little higher up. I moaned at the feel of his long fingers tracing the lips of my vagina. I felt creamed with need.

"Has Thomas ever made you feel this way?" He questioned in a hoarse tone, giving me a light tease of the tip of his manhood. It felt hot and pulsing with need against me. He continued to tease me by putting his manhood inbetween my thighs I squeezed them tight making both of us feel good.

"Answer me Merrigold?" He said suddenly coming to a halt.

I wanted more than just rubbing, I wanted more. "Please..." I begged.

"Answer my question..." he said roughly tightening his grip on my arms that were behind my back. Without any warning he entered my warmth. A remote feeling of ecstasy passed through my body. I was sure I could feel his as well.

"Does he make you feel this way..?" He questioned seeming unable to speak from pleasure. Roughly pulling back until the tip was pressed against my throbbing clit only to fully enter me again. I whimpered, getting wetter by the second. Slimy sounds of pleasure manifested between both our bodies. Roughly hitting my naked butt, I whimpered. "Does he make you feel this way?"

"N-no..." I answered with tears stinging my eyes. He was not hurting me, I hated myself for allowing this to happen. For allowing him to control my body the way he did and could.

"Turn around, I want you to face me and open wide. I have to leave soon..." he instructed letting my hands loose. Finally laying back on my small bed. I was surprised it had sustained us for this long without breaking. My eyes wondered around his chiseled chest to his eyes that were faced on me. He kissed my lips softly, making me moan against them. He laid sloppy kisses from my neck down to the valley of my breasts... down to where I needed him. He kissed my core as if he had been starved. Almost closing my legs with his head in between.

"Merri, are you in there?" I suddenly heard Thomas. I panicked, wanting to run and get dressed. Only for Austin to pin my arms against the bed with my legs wide open he entered me making me shriek with need. He pulled out only to slam back into me. I held onto his shoulders as he ravaged me like a starved animal. "Answer him?" Austin said gruffly pleasuring both.

"No..." I whimpered.

"Answer him!"

"Y-Yes..." I moaned out loud.

"We haven't seen each other in a while, I was hoping we would—" He was cut off.

"Mhm...Austin..stop...no.."

"Are you quite alright Merri, May I come in?"

"N-no... please.." I moaned, not being able to contain myself. For a moment I had forgotten the panic that Thomas would witness this. I simply wanted to reach my high, my thoughts told me I'd worry later. Austin bit on my neck whispering sweet demands that made me throw around him.

"I-i am getting... God Austin..."

"Tell him off!!" Austin demanded not stopping his pace.

"I am still getting dressed Thomas, I will be right down.." I told him.

"Oh.." he seemed skeptical. "I will wait for you on the porch..." with that we both heard footsteps fade away. "Good girl." He whispered huskily. Fully wrapping my legs around his waist, I relaxed as he lifted me, standing up straight. He slammed me against the wall. I cried, whimpered, feeling helpless as I tightened against his manhood feeling the most mind shattering feel. He did not stop... opening my eyes for a second, they met his. For a second we stood in the same position as he came apart looking at me. With that... I yearned for him to say something anything.

Clearing his throat, he laid me back on the bed. I felt sore. My vagina dripped with proof of his pleasure, adultery and betrayal. "Clean up before you let your lover have you as well.." my throat tightened as I watched him get dressed.

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Waking up, I was glad it had all been a dream. I thought about this dream everyday, it felt so real. If this was the feel of being ravaged by him, I wanted to have it even just this once. Confused, I watched as he walked past me. Ignoring me the way he had the past few days. He greeted everyone else before leaving to check on the plantation. A whiff of his cologne reminded me of my dream. He smelt the exact same way, I wanted him to speak to me. I wanted him to... my body was begging for attention. I knew well enough that was not what my mind wanted.

Having forgotten something he returned. Never looking my way, he passed me yet again. I should be glad, happy and fulfilled but I felt needy. The need to know what pleasure felt like coming from him. I craved him, his touch. I wanted him to fill me up with his manhood. I craved to be ravaged to have him manhandling me. I could not handle all the sweetness that Thomas had to offer.

"Merrigold?" He called me. My heart jumped, my body felt victorious. Finally, finally! Would he ask me to get undressed because this time I would not hesitate. Would he pin me against the wall? I would cry with joy for a glimpse of that.

Looking concerned. He mustered. "Your brother and Thomas will be returning today. I suggest you prepare them a meal as they must be tired. Tell them it's a reward from me. I will not be here for a couple of days... check on Grover and make sure he does not steal a dime." Looking around. "I think that's about it. You're welcome to use your room with Thomas rather than the barn."

A sudden ache was all I felt, of disappointment.

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