HIS COMPULSION

WAVES OF UNENDING ECSTACY

.... I bite down a curse as my head falls back. He started ramming into me harder and faster... my shout fills the barn hanging in the air... his lips comes crashing on mine. His tongue sweeping inside my mouth as he thrust his length even deeper. Sweat from his body dropping on my face. He doesn't stop until he calls out my name...

"Hailey"...

His expression frozen in a moment of pure ecstasy. He pulls out at once, and jolted up. I stared up at him shaky and breathless. He slide into his clothes, and adjusted the disheveled clothe, fixes his hair and stalks out without looking back.

I cannot say for sure what is going on in Bay's mind. I mean, we just had a romp. Why did he bolt out without looking at me?... I lay on the hay naked. The cold in my system has vanished completely.... I closed my eyes and drift asleep.

My senses start to come back to me as I slowly wake up to Bay’s hands caressing my belly. Scratchy hay on my skin. My body aches, my head bangs… obviously the effect of our earlier romp. And now, he wants more?. I glance up at him and met his needy gaze. He kisses down my neck, nipping and biting playfully. He lifts my chin, so his eyes blaze into mine for a moment before wetting my lips with a passionate kiss. He stood up over my face and looks suggestively at me. I sat up, my hands fly to unfasten his belt, then move to slide his zipper down. Bay exhales shakily and weaves his fingers through my hair, drawing me closer to his length. I take on his length and stroke it once, twice before putting it inside my mouth. I started sucking hard, then using my tongue to push him over the edge. He holds my head firmly thrusting his c**k deeper into my throat… I was chocking, but he didn't mind.

He lowers his voice, his tone dangerously quiet…

“I’m gonna come"…

he pumps into my throat one more time, gripping my head tighter. I tasted his juice trailing down my throat as he stiffens. He groan loudly before gently loosening his grip. I lay back quietly on the hay, my legs weakly spread out… and he sat on a stool gathering his breath.

I don’t know exactly what I am doing with Bay Schuyler in a barn alone, repeatedly making out. He has a girlfriend… Claire Gustavo. Mayor Gustavo’s daughter. She has won Futhoman Most beautiful Queen pageant three times in a row. She and Bay is the most celebrated prom king and Queen… their relationship is enviable… one can say they passed as a perfect couple. She is beautiful and carries herself with so much poised and pride. Claire and I don’t get along because of her unhealthy competitiveness, she’d from comparing the prices of the dresses i got last week to who has the redder apples or better curtains in the house, girls are born to compete but Claire is obsessed. Even for trivial things that I’m ounce better, she would not like me for it.

She is self-conscious about everything that she has. From the Town development money her father is syphoning into their personal purse, to the brands she is wearing, to the way she look while she work out, she is at constant war with her inner self.

we are way different, like night and day. She is gorgeous and famous and me? I am just a ranch-hand girl who dig in horse poop all day.

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There is a long pause as the air between Bay and I crackles with tension. He can’t take his eyes off my body. I hear crunching on the hay, looking up... a tiny calf scampers across the hay into Bay's lap. It flops down on it side, exposing it’s little belly.

“hey there little man. You want some tummy rub, huh?” he tickles the calf and it snuggles closer up against him. He holds out his hand and the calf licks it. He playfully boop it on it’s wide nose and it rubs its head against his hand.

It’s so beautiful watching him natural with the calf. Domestic animals are my thing too. I love animals and I have a very natural way of emotionally connecting with them. This might be the only thing Bay and I have in common. He carefully drops the calf and it scampers off through the door.

His eyes flickers at me again with so much lust and, he crouched over me. His mouth finds mine in a hungry kiss. I shiver at his touch and he squeezes my breast, gasping into my mouth. I moan as my center makes contact with his c**k, hard, an undeniable evidence of his desire. My hip rock against him, taking his full length, slimy as he began thrusting, increasing his pace to match my loud groaning. I cannot say for how long he’s been ramming my hole roughly and hard but the pressure inside me have been releasing countless times. My thighs aches and my body was starting to go numb. He groaned loudly pumping into me one last time with so much energy, he crashed on top of me panting heavily. After gathering his breath he pulled up and moved to lay in a heap of hay at a far end of the room. My eyes closed and, I drift to sleep praying that he doesn't wake me up again.

As I slowly woke up. I felt warm sunshine in my face and scratchy hay on my skin. I swept my gaze across the room and Bay was gone. He left without saying a word to me. I sprawled up and beat dirts off my aching body. I could barely move my legs. I feel light headed and, completely ravaged. I slide into my dress and fixed my hair before heading for the door.

I stepped outside into the soft sunlight, taking in the damp smell of the farm. A gag reflex forming in my throat, forcing me to sneeze. I crouched and sneezed, by the time I lift my face, I met the gaze of my very surprised father. His jaw dropped, eyes bulged out in shock. It was the first time I’m sleeping out and I am not sure he will understand why I couldn't come home. He specifically told me to come home straight after I find the missing Burly.

The previous day at about 8pm, my father and I were getting ready to leave the Schuyler Ranch when the cloud became thicker, a wave of lightening accompanied by rumbling enveloped the sky, a clear indication that it might rain.

I was trimming Achi's hooves and my father was scrapping his boot sole at the far end of the yard. I scanned my eyes inside the rail fence when i realized that Burly was missing. Burly never comes outside the railing unless she is sick and being attended to by a vet, or I'm riding on her back within the ranch. I froze for a second, my breath trapped.

"Dad, Burly is gone" I said. Tears walling up in my eyes.

"What do you mean she's gone, ain't you suppose to be looking after her?"...

I could sense the anger in his voice. My feet became numb. Burly is my best friend, Mr. Schuyler specifically trusted her to my care and now I have failed. I love all the horses but Burly and Achi are my favorite. She was born into my hands when I was Eight.

I was Eight when i first followed my dad to the ranch. My mum was a hospital metron and she worked double shift most of the time. So, my dad would pick me up from school to the Ranch. Burly is a very unique horse... very different from the other horses. She is as white as snow with a very long mane. I would plait the mane sometimes, and most of the time i like to comb it. A treat Burly also enjoys...

" What are you still doing standing there, go and look for it"... He yelled out angrily.

I stretched my hand through the rambler window and picked a torchlight in the shelf and made to dart out...

"Tell Bay to give you a ride home as soon as you are done" he said and returning his attention on his boot. Bay? the last thing Bay would want to do is to let me sit in his car or come anywhere near him. I have known him since we were children and all he ever did is make my life miserable. I did not want to argue with my father, so,

I turned my heels towards the woods, but paused when my dad huffed. I knew he was about to say something again.

.."and Hailey"

I swiftly turned to face him... "Yes dad"

"Be very careful, and come home if you don't find Burly... I know you very well, don't sleep in the woods" he warned. Pulling his ears to give meaning to his words.

I drew a sharp breath "okay Dad"...

I hurried off before he could say something again. I walked the lonely narrow road into the woods and would shine light at any movement I sensed hoping it could be Burly behind the bushes. The night is silent. The only sound I hear is my heart beat.

"Burly where are you?" I called out to her. Burly and I share a very special bond. If she hears my voice I know she was going to come running to the direction of my voice

I opened my mouth to call out again when I heard what sounded like a footstep. My pulse ramped up.

"Burly is that you?" My voice toned down to vol1...

I have heard stories of evil spirit and ghosts lurking in the woods but I never believed it. Ghost doesn't exist. Evil spirits doesn't exist either.

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