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... back room, and on Sunday they would enjoy a nice picnic before he fucked her hard.

During those picnics, Kennedy would share her dream of owning her own bar and even shared some theme ideas she had. He told her which ideas he thought were good, and which ones he felt were bad. For her part, Kennedy learned Lorne had been coming to and involved with the Faire since he was eighteen, and had saved the bulk of his faire earnings. He also shared his sexual past, and how he had earned his reputation for being the faire's top man-whore.

"Before I leave... I want to fuck... that fine ass... of thou... sweet body," he growled as he fucked her after one of their picnics.

"I've... never... well... that is..." she stammered with each thrust.

"An anal virgin?" he asked, pausing from the deep thrusts.

"Yeah," she gasped and blushed.

With his cock deep inside her pussy, he whispered in her ear, "Then our last night together will be magical. Just promise me I can have ye all night long."

He hammered his cock inside her cunt a few more times before she cried, "Yes! Yes! All night!"

That was how Kennedy found herself bound, gagged, and blindfolded in a motel room. She didn't know Lorne outside of the faire, so she wasn't comfortable with him knowing where she lived. They took his car to a local motel with a headboard he could use to secure her to and so they could fuck their brains out for the night. The butterfly on her clit vibrated, snapping her out of her memories ...

... and making her crave the pending fuck up her ass Lorne had promised. The crack of the whip made her whimper.

She felt a hand touch her head. "Does me wench want me to fuck her fine ass now?"

Kennedy nodded as Lorne's fingers softly brushed her skin. She shivered, her skin hypersensitive from the sensory deprivation she'd been experiencing. He grabbed her braid and pulled her head back hard. "Me wench is mine tonight, and whenever I desire."

Kennedy moaned through the gag, "Uh-huh."

"I do wish me wench could join me when I take me leave, but I do understand she cannot," he said, releasing her hair, and gently stroking her shoulder.

The change from harsh to soft was making Kennedy crazy. Her pussy dripped down her legs and onto the bed below her. The faint aroma of her arousal filled the air and made her desire to be fucked and fucked hard grew with every passing moment. She had never experienced such extreme changes with a lover before, and she only wanted more. She tugged at her bonds, desire burning deep within her. Her pussy ached for release, craving the hard fucking Lorne had been giving her the past several weekends.

Lorne slid a velvet ribbon around her neck, laying the rest across her back. Then he gently pulled the butt-plug from her asshole and licked the opening. Through her gag, Kennedy moaned. No man had ever rimmed her before, and until this moment she never thought it was sexy or erotic.

Yet now, the sensation of Lorne's tongue touching her ...