Gone to Texas
Copyright© 2016 by harry lime
Chapter 15
Western Sex Story: Chapter 15 - The most popular slogan in the post Civil War period was "Gone to Texas" or simply "GTT" because the promise of living in a free society without restrictions of too much government was too tempting to resist.
Caution: This Western Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual NonConsensual Heterosexual Fiction Western Rough Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Violence
Early the following month, Caleb was admonishing the Mexican cook about her providing around the clock feedings to the ranch hands.
“I tell you, Senora, you are getting my cowboys fat.
Everyone knows a cowboy can’t be fat. He must be lean and tough to wrangle those steers in all sorts of trouble. You have to tell them boys “no” with a firm voice.”
The overweight Mexican woman laughed at the boss because she knew he fully approved of her coddling the ranch hands.
“No, no, no, mister boss-man. Juanita, she knows you want her to keep the kitchen open for those young men after a hard day’s work. They work so hard to keep the cows healthy. What’s a little bit of biscuit and bacon every now and then?”
Hattie was frowning at the tableau and had to bite her tongue to keep her mouth shut. She was smart enough to stay out of the way when Caleb was giving instructions to the hired help. Besides, she knew it was none of her business. She was merely a bed ornament for the Master, and it was unlikely he would be putting a ring on her finger any day soon.
Her daughters all knew he was humping her regular now and they respected their privacy. Thank goodness, they still obeyed their mother even in matters of the heart.
It wasn’t that long ago that he was romping in the bed with a couple of her daughters, but he knew, and they knew it was nothing but an urge to discover the depths of each other’s lust and not an affair of the heart.
Hattie’s youngest daughter was caught by the foreman offering her mouth to one of the men that worked mostly in the barn. He gave the young “stud” a lesson in humility and brought the young girl to Hattie and the boss for her discipline.
He reached up for his wide leather belt made in Mexico. The Mormon mother nodded her head in assent for his decision.
The young girl knew what was coming.
She sighed and looked at them both with her face read and filled with shame.
Hattie pulled Kate’s bloomers down to her ankles and swatted her daughter a few times on her pale white bottom before Caleb stretched her across his denim trousers. The girl was nubile, but just barely. He felt her pussy hairs rubbing on his thighs and the softness of her genital area pressing on his legs. He knew it was the only solution handed down from father to children, but he fought to keep his fifth limb from hardening at the contact.
It was a losing battle.
He could almost hear the girl’s heart rate increase rapidly at the touch of his hardness between her legs.
Caleb folded the thick belt in half and tapped Kate’s pleasantly plump cheeks with the hard leather leaving red marks in witness. The mother spoke out in protest.
“Caleb, you have to hit her rump harder. She is enjoying your dick underneath her and this is more of a treat for her rather than proper discipline.”
He knew she was right, and he steadied the girl with one hand and swung the belt with a series of hard swipes on both her tender cheeks. Kate’s cries of distress and her pitiful sobs fell on deafened ears.
Caleb was strangely excited by the girl’s struggles to escape, and her pubic area started to wet his denim trousers with her feminine juices. The emotional girl was experiencing her first real orgasm across Caleb’s lap, and she knew it was humiliating, and that she should be ashamed of her unladylike behavior. Still, she was quivering and shaking in her entire lower body, and she was already plotting on getting more of the “discipline” in the near future.
Kate rose up to a standing position and in a strong voice she said, “Thank you, sir, for my punishment. I promise to be a good girl from now on. If I disappoint my mother or you again, I implore you to give me an even harder lesson to make me see the proper road for all young ladies.”
Her mother bent her over the desk and applied a healing salve on both her pretty, young cheeks. Caleb watched the entire process knowing that his erection had not subsided and that he was considering taking the mother Hattie to the mattress for a quick release of his pent-up fluids in a relaxing manner.
As soon as Kate left the room, he pulled Hattie to the bed and bent her over the edge for a quick standing insertion. The older woman was quite submissive and was happy the ranch boss still considered her attractive enough to use her in such an impulsive way.
Things quieted down after that and just before dinner, he heard the sound of hooves at the entrance to the main building. Rosita, the young Mexican maid came into the dining room to announce that it was Miss Alice, the daughter of the Cattlemen’s Association President.
Caleb frowned because as much as he liked any visit from the attractive teenager, it was a bad time to arrive just as they were getting ready to sit down for dinner. He went out to the front door and greeted the girl asking, “What a surprise, you are just in time for dinner. Would you like to join us at the dinner table?”
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