Being Mr. Miller’s Slut – Part 4
After almost a year of being Mr. Miller’s little slut, things changed drastically. The Wednesday after Mr. Miller and Sheriff Own double cocked my cunt, then watched me fuck a horse things got very bad. I came home from school and my father looked very serious and sad. He took me into the living room and was very gentle, stroking my hair and telling me he loved me. My mother brought me hot chocolate which was really a treat in my house. Then they told me, that afternoon when Ray Summers went to deliver feed to Mr. Miller he’d found the old man dead on his front porch. They tried to be very gentle about telling me, reminding me how much I’d done for Mr. Miller helping him with chores, and how much he liked …