Page 75 of Petite Fleur

I know it’s just to avoid me and I’m choosing not to take it personally.

That's fine, I will give her the space she needs, for now.

I hear her go through the living room and to the back door, and I gotta give her credit for being bold.

I set the knife down and head into the living room. "I wouldn't advise going too far. It will hurt if you run." I warn calmly.

That gives me the opposite effect that I was looking for. She takes off in a sprint out the door.

Toward what?I live on a dead-end road in the middle of nowhere!

I sigh, but I do take off after her.

I don’t want to hurt her, but I can’t let her hurt herself, so I tackle her into the grass as soon as I reach her.

“No! Let me go, butthead!” She yells as she swings back and kicks me in the nuts.God dammit that shit always hurts!

She got me right in the damn sack.

She takes off running again while I hold onto my balls and groan in pain, but she doesn’t make it far before she screams and drops to the ground.

Even in pain, I jump up and chase after her. I grab onto her ankle and yank her back until I’m certain she’s no longer past the perimeter and her collar will stop shocking her.

I tried to warn her!

The collar is linked to a wireless fence, giving her a safe perimeter that she can roam around in, but passing that perimeter will give her the shock of a lifetime.

I hated the thought of having to put the collar on her and risk hurting her, but I hated the thought of losing her even more.

I straddle Maeve in the grass, pinning her face down while I sit on her ass. “Did you just call me a butthead?” I ask with a little laugh.

I don’t think I’ve been called a butthead since middle school!

It’s kind of adorable that she doesn’t cuss, but I can’t focus on that right now, not when she’s suffering and needs to learn the rules.

She kicks me in the back a few times, but it won’t stop me.

I lean down until my chest is pressed into her back, and I’m able to talk quietly into her ear. “Now we’re going to deal with what happens when you break my rules. We’ll go easy this time, but from now on, every rule broken is a permanent mark on your body.” I warn.

How does she expect me to take the collar off if she runs?

I lift onto my knees, gripping her sweatpants and yanking the waistband down until that gorgeous thick ass is on display for me.

"What are you doing?" She yells at me. She kicks me again, but a few hits to my back won't hurt me.

It won't stop me either.

I unbutton my pants and stroke my cock a few times as I stare at her warm and tan skin.

I lean down, letting my erection press into her ass. "I'm going to fuck you, obviously. You need to learn the rules around here, ma petite fleur, but I don't need a fucking mask or duct tape to beat every little fantasy you've ever had. If you run from me again, it will be your ass I'm fucking in the yard, and I will get the duct tape that you want so badly." I say into her ear.

I want her to know that I know about her little drunken fantasy.

I'll happily wear a mask and chase ma petite fleur through our property.

I'll happily duct tape her legs so far apart that her thighs burn from the stretch while I fuck her pretty little pussy until she begs for mercy, but I don't need all that to make her cum harder than any man ever has.

She'll find out soon enough.

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