1. The Major's Pretty Baby Face Chapter 4


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Blowjob, Discipline, Spanking, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    marshmallows floating in my favorite chipped mug. “Is there something wrong?” Chastity asked smiling, seeing the expression on my face as she handed me my mug. “There are marshmallows in it?” “Don’t you like marshmallows?” Chastity asked, kissing my lips, “they’re not going to kill you, Master.” “You’re right, they are not going to kill me, thank you,” and for her I drank two cups enjoying it as if I tasted it for the first time. When the movie ended, Chastity turned to lie up against me with her head on my chest. “Do you want me to suck on your cock, Master?” she asked as I stroked her long blonde ponytail. “We’ll get to that. I have a question to ask you first; how can you so easily forgive that vindictive fool?” I wanted to go for the jugular by threatening to exhume Clara’s body strictly as a bluff to force him to settle for next to nothing....particularly since I was made aware from that night at the pond how much those pearls meant to my beautiful baby face. Perhaps I gave that weakling too much credit for having a sub-particle of atom’s nucleus of decency. I never imagined he would stoop to such a hurtful contemptuous act; destroy or pawn them, yes, not that. Neither did Chastity for she would have taken her pearl necklace with her. Hindsight is a wonderful thing. That hind end of a drunken-jackass has my ultimate contempt with a future appointment of reverse cosmetic surgery performed by my foot when I kick his ass up between his shoulder blades should he continue ...
    his stupidity. The short history of the pearls begins with Chastity’s Great-Great Grandfather. He was a Merchant Marine who brought them back from the Orient for his prospective bride. The white South Sea pearls were passed down from mother to daughter....Chastity wore them the first time on her wedding day. “Because I have you, Master,” was her answer. I hugged her gently and tenderly; the title of Master taking on a whole new meaning for me. Her genuine and unpretentious answer made me more protective of Chastity if that is possible. I can be a hard ruthless son-of-a bitch. I’ve killed men in battle and watched Marines under my command die beside me in a fire-fight. They were killed by cowards; enemies without honor or uniforms who run away or hide behind women and children. I am humbled by her sincere response. I was further humbled when I took Chastity to the gravesite and she silently prayed for Clara’s soul. The ex-husband ended up with less than 10% after the dust settled; particularly since the judge took hard consideration to the fact the momma’s boy removed all the money out of their tax and mortgage account to purchase a costly and lavish silk-lined solid bronze casket in which his mother was buried. The Judge couldn’t keep the shock and then contempt from his face when he heard Chastity’s testimony about her pearl necklace. Even the cold prick of an attorney that Donald retained briefly showed a surprised expression. This quickly returned to his usual neutral ...
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