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“It’ll be okay, I promise!” She whispered to him as they climbed up into the hayloft.

The view Jimmy had of MaryAnn’s bottom as she wiggled up the ladder put all thoughts of caution from his mind.  She’d been flirting with him for a while now, but who knew that bringing her a handful of wildflowers would affect her like this?

“Just wanna say thank you…proper-like.” She’d told him with an impish smile.  Her sky-blue eyes were sparkling with mischief.  

She wasn’t going to be Jimmy’s first, but…he had an idea she might be his last if she was up to it.  Her daddy would surely force the issue of something… that came from this in a few weeks.  Farm kids knew all about sex and even some of the more interesting positions from watching livestock.  They also learned about God-fearing Missionary position as well but her firm, rounded butt cheeks left no room for thinking of God or missionaries!

She glanced back and down at him.  “Are you staring at my ass, Jimmy Clark?” She challenged him.

“Sure as hell am, MaryAnn Potter.  Aren’t I supposed to?” He arched an eyebrow at her.

Her face flushed a deep pink.  “I’d be hurt if you weren’t.  Daddy’s tried to throw these tattered overalls away twice before, but I keep fishing them back out of the trash bin.” She bit her lower lip.  “He catches me in them in this barn?  He’ll whip my bare ass raw!”

“Now that would be something to see.” Jimmy teased her.

She blushed a deep red now.  “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?  Ring side seats to my ass whippin’?  I always suspected you was a sadist.” She stepped up into the loft as he followed her up.  

Jimmy watched her walk away a bit, then kneel to face him on her hands and knees.  The chickens were somehow up here pecking for scraps.  He leaned on the top of the ladder.  “If you suspected, then why am I up here, Darlin’?”

She grinned when he called her Darling.  Shrugging, she pretended not to notice how his eyes watched her breasts nearly come free as she did it.  Mary’d already decided she was going to let him see all of her anyway.  He’d been sweet on her for a while now, and he’d finally done something with those pretty flowers.  It was time to reel him in and hook him deep.  The danger factor of getting caught by Daddy just made her pussy all the wetter for Jimmy.

“Because maybe I like the idea of that, Sir.” She giggled.  “Isn’t that what you’d want me to call you?  Sir?”

Jimmy felt himself harden to a painful degree at her words and her facial expression.  It was turning her on to call him Sir, and he knew it.  “Only if it means you’re going to obey me, Girl.  You gonna be my Good Girl and do as I tell you?” He dared her.

MaryAnn felt her nipples nearly pop through her denim!  He’d called her his Good Girl!  Mmm…that sounded so damned good!  She found herself nodding.  “I wanna be, if you’ll have me?” She heard the pleading in her own voice, and it sent shivers down her body.  She’d just pledged herself to this boy!

“I’ll take you and I mean to keep you, MaryAnn.  I mean that.  What do you say to that?” He let his hands reach his belt buckle.  Her eyes followed his hands, and he knew he had her.

“I say…what do you want me to do, Sir?” She knelt back on her heels now and put her arms behind her back like she’d seen in some movies and pictures.

Jimmy licked his lips.  “Strip…all the way down.”

MaryAnn had expected this, and Jimmy would be in for a surprise when he saw she wasn’t wearing a stitch under this top and overalls!  She rose and undid the two straps, letting the small denim garment fall to the ground.  Stepping out of it, she watched his eyes riveted to her little, tiny patch on her pussy of dark, short hair.  Mamma’d roll in her grave if she knew her little girl trimmed her pussy so it’d look pretty for today.

Jimmy’s hands froze as, with two fast moves, MaryAnn was half naked and bold as a peacock.  He’d seen pussy before with two sisters at home and his short fling with Adelaide but she’d barely had anything.  MaryAnn had a nice little patch, and it looked like she’d trimmed it even!

“MaryAnn Porter, did you trim your snatch for me?” He brashly asked.

She couldn’t believe his naughty word!  Should she lie or just tell the truth?  

“If I say yes, then you’re gonna know what a little slut I am to be ready for you.  Like I planned for you to roll me in the hay today.” She countered as her hands unbuttoned the three buttons of her top.

“Answer me, Girl.” He growled.  It was how he’d heard his Daddy talk to Mamma when they thought he couldn’t hear them.  Mamma always just caved to him at that point, and no more words could be heard after it.

MaryAnn felt the pull and power of his voice on her.  “Yes, Sir.  I did, Sir.” She whispered.  “For you and only you.  Even if you did fuck that cow, Adelaide.”

He shrugged.  “She weren’t much good, Mary.  If that matters.”

She snorted.  “Not much, but how do you know I’ll be any better?” She dared him as she shed her shirt.

Jimmy softly whistled at her beautiful, perky breasts.  Adelaide’s might have been bigger, but MaryAnn’s were a lot more enticing to him and always had been.  “My Daddy told me once that a man usually made one mistake or two before he found his one to stay with.  It was just as well, so someone knew what they were doing.”

MaryAnn cocked her head.  “You think I don’t know how to fuck, Jimmy?”

“Oh, I’m sure you do, but it’s…different when it’s people.  Trust me on that.” He undid his belt.  “If we get married, you’re gonna get to know this belt, you understand that, right?”

She looked at it, then at him.  Nodding, she answered, “I know.  I wouldn’t respect you otherwise.  I don’t promise always to obey, Sir.” She smirked.  The smirk stopped as Jimmy dropped his pants and boxers to show how happy he was to see her.

“Damn, Jimmy.  How’s that gonna fit in me?” She whispered.

“Guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” He moved to her, and she knelt before him.  

“How…how…how do you…want me, Sir?” She asked.

He dropped to his knees before her.  “Well, it’s your first time, my Darling Girl.  Missionary, if you wanna see me, or turn around and we’ll do it barnyard style.”

MaryAnn did want to see his face as he came inside her, but…something about doing her first time in such an old-fashioned way bothered her.  She pivoted around and gave him her backside.  

“You think you can break me, Cowboy?” She purred at him and shook her fanny.

It was all the encouragement he needed.  Sliding up against her, he felt how wet and ready she was for him.  It was fast to get into her, and he hit her hymen.  “Now this is going to hurt a bit, Girl.” He warned her.

“I know, Sir…just do it!  Just…fuck me, please, Sir? Don’t be gentle.” She permitted him.

Jimmy growled now without even having to think about it.  He slammed past her barrier, and she cried out softly but then moaned as he went balls deep into her.  The curve of her rounded ass felt like a heavenly saddle to his pelvis as he began to take her just like she’d asked, hard.

The sharp, pinching pain had subsided, replaced by a growing warmth and a shivering in her core and thighs.  She could feel his pelvis smacking her ass like a spanking and it was soooo damned good!

Jimmy heard and felt her reactions to his pumping, and she sure didn’t act like a virgin!  She was a hell of a lot better than Adelaide ever had been, who had refused to do anything but Missionary.  At this point, he was Adel…who?  

Mary could feel his cock throbbing inside of her and she didn’t know if he was aware of his soft grunts and groans as he fucked her deep each time.  It sure worked for her as she felt a tightening coming and tingling all over her body.  There was something…something she was supposed to do now…she knew it!  Oh!

“Please, Sir…please, may I come? Please?” She begged him, and doing so made her orgasm seem so much closer.  Mary’d played with herself so this wasn’t her first rodeo to an orgasm, but…this was an entirely different feeling!  And begging for it? Ohhh…it made it so much…more!!

Jimmy about bust a nut when he heard her begging for permission.  This girl got it and knew how to act right.  He’d heard his mamma asking in much the same way.  Daddy never, ever said yes the first time either.

“No…not yet…I wanna hear more need in that sexy voice.” He growled.

Her voice was sexy?  Really?? She felt a new flush of pleasure heat all over, and also the tightening of frustration at being told no.  Secretly, she was glad he’d said no, so it really did mean it wasn’t up to her.  God, how boring if he were wrapped around her finger!  She’d never tell him that…well…not right away.

Jimmy reached one hand away from her waist to curl under her and find a spot he knew would drive her crazy.  Good old Playboy forum letters to teach a guy a thing or two.  His finger felt in the wet, heated mess of her pussy and…

“Oh, GOD, Sir!” Mary cried out as she felt him find her clit.  How did he know about that?  Adelaide?  No way.  She’d have bragged about that.  Hell, she’d bragged about everything else nonstop!  “F…f…flick it…flick it, Sir, please?” She tried to help.

He listened and did as she suggested.

Mary felt herself bow down further as he hit it just right.  “Ohhhh dear Lord in heaven, Sir, pleasepleaseplease…please let me?  Please?  I’ll be your…good girl…swear it!”

He heard her need plainly, and the truth was, he didn’t think he’d hold out much longer either!  “You may, my good girl.  I take you as mine, now and forever.” He thrust into her three deep times, then held.

His words and his thrusts pushed her over the edge.  Mary’s eyesight went out, and she felt as though a bright light blinded her. Her whole body, her soul, shattered into tiny stars that began to rain down all around her.  Her moan was deep and nearly sounded like one of the cows needed milking.  She didn’t care.  She didn’t care if Daddy heard.  She didn’t care if she got a whipping!  She just cared to be his and his only…oh, yesssss….

“Ohhhhthankyou, Jimmy….I…I…mean, Sir.” She amended.

He patted her bottom possessively.  “S’okay, my darling girl.  Names are fine at a time like this.  You know, MaryAnn, I’ve wanted you since…well…for a long time now.  I think I’m in love with you.”

A large part of her relaxed to hear these words from him.  She wasn’t just a quick fuck or a roll in the hay!

“What in the name of Sam Hill is goin’ on out here?” Her Daddy’s voice was a loud yell from just outside the barn.

“Oh, shit.” She groaned.  “Stay quiet…not a sound!  Please, Jimmy.  Please.  Stay here and don’t make a sound.” She began to dress herself quickly.  “Oh God, well, you’re gonna get your wish, Sir.” She leaned over to kiss him fiercely as she then scampered down the ladder to meet her fate.  She knew only one way to get out of this, and it wasn’t gonna be nice.

“Daddy!  What are you doin’ out here?  I thought…I thought…” She stammered.

“I know what you thought, Little Girl!” He burst into the barn.  “You’ve been out here diddling yourself again, ain’t ya?” He accused.

“Daddy!” MaryAnn tried to put just the right amount of guilty whine into it.  “A girl’s gotta do somethin’!”

“The hell she does, and sounded like a cow giving birth?  Your own mamma wasn’t that loud!” He eyed her with a lot of anger.  His eyes went up to the loft.  “It is just you in here, right?  Do I need to go up there and see if I got me a pervert boy doing you?”

“God, Daddy.  Really.  You know I wouldn’t…” She watched him walk over to the long, leather strap he kept out here just for times like this.  Her feet moved to the familiar bale of hay he kept for her to bend over.

“Yeah, too hooked on that stuck-up Jimmy, ain’t ya?” He teased her as he picked up the strap.  “I know you were thinkin’ of him as you did yourself just now.  No wonder you was loud.  You got it bad for that boy since you was old enough to want to be fucked.”

“Daaaaddddy.” She didn’t have to pretend to whine now.  Jimmy was hearing all of this, and she felt more embarrassed about that than the whipping she was about to receive.

“Shush…you know the drill, naked and bent over…now!” He told her.

She obeyed and bent over the prickly hay as she grabbed onto the wiring on either side for leverage.  Daddy was in a fit, so she knew he wasn’t going to hold back tonight.

Jimmy was transfixed as he watched MaryAnn’s daddy reach back and thwap her with the strap.  It sounded like a rifle shot!  Her squeal told the tale of how hard it had been.  Her daddy didn’t stop or hold back for about fifteen good strokes!

Mary was sobbing before he’d gone past the fifth one.  This was a powerful whuppin’ she was getting and she couldn’t help but feel she deserved it for fucking around with Jimmy behind her Daddy’s back!  It made it sting all the more as she was being punished for the naughty, little slut she was for her Sir.

“Stay there until you’re done sobbin’, then into the house just as you are…don’t care if you’re embarrassed now.  Straight up to bed, no supper.” He stormed out after putting the strap back on its hook.

MaryAnn waited a couple minutes.  “S’okay to come…down now…J-j-jimmy.” She sniffled out.

Jimmy came down slowly and quietly.  He finally had a use for the damned handkerchief his mamma always made him carry. Plucking it out of his backpocket, he dabbed her eyes for her and held it to her nose.

“Blow.” He told her just like he would have one of his little nieces.

MaryAnn liked him taking care of her so naturally.  She obeyed and blew out the snot.  “I can wash it for you, Sir.” She told him.

“Keep it.” He told her.

Mary smiled at him.  “Thanks…I mean it.  So…” She smirked but didn’t sit up yet.  “Did you enjoy it like you thought you would?  Be honest.”

“I’ll always be honest with you, Girl, and you better do the same if you know better.” He told her.  “Yes and no.  Yes, I did to an extent but no because you were getting whipped to protect me.”

She shrugged.  “Was worth every bit of it, Sir.” She meant it.  There was also a reason she hadn’t sat up yet.  “Jimmy?  Sir? I…I’d like it if I could feel just a few strokes of your own belt over my Daddy’s.  Please?”

Jimmy’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head.  “You serious, Girl?” He whispered.

She nodded.  “Very…you told me I better get used to it, didn’t you?  You meant it, right? Well…show me.” She lowered herself back down and waited.

Jimmy nearly swallowed his own tongue.  His cock was fully at attention once more and whipping her ass was only one of his thoughts at the moment but he undid his belt and doubled it.

“You’re sure?” He asked once.

“I am, Sir.” She assured him.

“Best not cry out none.” He told her.

“Yes, Sir. I’ll try my best!” She promised and bit her lower lip.

Jimmy leaned his arm back and delivered five fast, sharp smacks across her beautiful, firm, and already welt-lined ass.  God help him but she arched her ass higher for him for the last three!  She was begging for it.  Dear Lord, he knew he had to have her now.  

Plans of how to make the offer to her father through his father started circulating through his mind as he put his belt back on and she let out a long, ragged breath.

“Thank you, Sir…for my whipping.” She whimpered.

“Mmm.” He moaned softly.

“See? Knew you were a sadistic bastard.” She teased him.

“And you got to be a masochistic little slut, then, right?” He asked.

She shrugged.  “Only for you, Sir…

I think, only for you.”

“MaryAnn, I mean to ask for Daddy for your hand…that good with you?” He asked.

MaryAnn knew proposals were supposed to be more flowery and the guy on his knee but this felt right.  Her bent over, naked and throbbing from his belt more than her Daddy’s, and him asking to marry her.

“Very good with me, Jimmy.  Best wait a couple days or so…just suggesting, Sir.” She didn’t want to sound too pushy.  It was going to be hard for her to be his Good Girl but she was sure going to try.

“That’s what I was thinkin’, too.  We could also just elope and save both our families the aggravation and money.” He suggested.

She shook her head as she rose up now to slowly and tenderly get dressed again.  Her ass was so on fire right now!  Truth was, so was her pussy all over again, too.  It took an act of will not to beg him to fuck her once more over the hay bale.  She didn’t trust herself not to be bellowing again though.  It was his fault…him and that cock of his!

“Mmm…your mamma never’d forgive me or you for cheatin’ her out of a wedding, Jimmy Sir.  You know that.” She told him as she moved slowly towards him.  Desperately, she wanted him to hold her.

He saw it in her eyes and held his arms open for her to melt into him with a soft sigh.  “I suppose so.  Well, I’ll go home and talk to my Daddy tonight and see what he thinks.”

“You gonna tell him what we did tonight?” She asked.

“And if I did?” He asked back.

She shrugged.  “Just wanted to know, Sir.”

“Yeah, I think I will.  He…I think he’ll understand it better than you think once I explain it to him.”  Jimm told her.

She pulled back to look up into his face.  “Does your Daddy strap your mamma?”

Jimmy grinned and nodded.  “Yeah, but I don’t think either one of them knows I know about it.  A few things I did tonight…well…I learned from listening to him and mamma.”

MaryAnn thought on that and realized what he meant.  “Oh.  That’s how you knew to tell me no.” She nodded.  “Jimmy, I’ll tell you this the once so listen good.” She paused and wondered if she was brave enough to do it.

“Yes?” He asked.

“Never, ever give me an inch.  You do and I’ll run wild over you with it.  Hold me firm, keep me in line, because I know I’m going to test you…maybe all our lives.” She shrugged.  “I don’t know.”

“Understood.  I’ll remember.” He patted her sore bottom.

MaryAnn knew he would, too.  She’d sealed her own fate now.  

They kissed deeply of each other then parted.

Two weeks later, they were wed in a nice ceremony in the church with both families there.  It was sweet to see his Darling Girl in her white wedding dress when he knew and most of their family knew, at that point, that white was just an affectation at this point!  Her Daddy didn’t seem to mind as long as he knew they were getting married anyway.  His Daddy encouraged it.  His mamma cried but smiled about it.  Her eyes also told him his Daddy had explained Jimmy was going to run his house just like Daddy did.

Jimmy saw his mamma whispering a whole lot to MaryAnn after the ceremony at the reception.  MaryAnn was listening very intently and shooting glances back at Jimmy.  Her eyes told him it was good things she was hearing, probably some sage advice from a disciplined wife.

As they left for their honeymoon in Raleigh, about a ten miles away, his Daddy gave him once gift to be opened before they went to bed that night.  When they got to the fancy hotel, they opened it to find a brand new, well-oiled strap.  The note in it was from both his Daddy and Mamma.  “Best Wishes for a Solid Relationship.”

Damned if Mary didn’t beg him to break it in that very night.  Afterward, she showed him, to the best of her ability, what his mamma had been describing to her how to properly please her man.  Mary looked so sexy on her knees with her lips wrapped around his cock!