Training and Games

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Trilla POV     We dropped the cat off in Boon's room and then he escorted me outside and we get ready to stretch on the grass of a small outdoor garden. The air was thick with the unruly smell of flowers coating the cool morning air with it's sickly sweet scent. "We need to stretch and then we are going for a few mile run." Terro said and it sounded different. He Is in trainer mode and dropped his nice gentle voice and went to one of strength and command. I give him a lingering look over my shoulder before bending at the waist and pushing my ass in the air stretching my body out.      I felt his eyes linger on my ass and I stick it out farther for his attention. I slowly moved back up, putting on a little show, wiggling my hips. I continued stretching in different ways, feeling his eyes follow my movement as I go. I stop when I feel his hands cup my rear from behind. "Little One, don't tease me like this unless you want me to do something about it." He groans. I smile and push my ass into his hands. "Little one." He reprimands in a stern tone. I sigh sadly. "Yes sir." I say sulkily. " I prefer daddy, but not right now I need to actually train you. Not that I wouldn't love to taste you in this garden but I still have to do my job." He says huskily pressing his bulge to my ass.      I hiss and move away "Daddy, don't play with me like that. What about that run you promised me?" I ask trying to move away from him. I break off into a run towards the exit of the garden. I send a challenging glance over my shoulder at the male "Keep up, I don't like running alone!" I call back keeping a quick pace. He easily caught up and kept pace with me as we ran through the garden and moved our way to the forest. We ran in silence and I enjoyed the pull and stretch of muscle that I was used to. It reminded me of a seemingly past life, back when I worked out often and all day trying to gain strength. All of this of course was before Markus, before he decided that I could no longer pursue my gift. Only recently I had begun to rebuild my strength.     Soon I run out of breath and have to stop "Sorry, I have only recently been getting back into working out." I say catching a slight breath. He pats my head playfully "Under me you will get better in no time little one." He says pulling me against him for a quick hug. Then we continued with training till late in the evening, I was sore and tired and dragging myself quietly up to my room. I felt pathetic. Before Markus this work out would have been easy for me, still good but it wouldn't have effected me in such a way.      As we walked I was getting angrier and angrier. Becoming frustrated with each step I move more and more quickly despite my aching muscles. I clench my fists trying to hold in my anger. I go to open my door without even looking to my male. Iron bars of arms wrap around me pulling me close to his chest.  he pushes open my door and pulls me inside without letting me go. He drags me over to my bed and I kick and push at him. "Let me go!" I kick and holler at him. He holds me tighter and puts his lips to my ear gently shushing me. I go to kick his balls but he stops me with one hand "Little one, I know you are upset. But i don't think you need to punish us both." He says against me. I wriggle on his lap in defiance trying to squirm away. He groans and I feel his c**k press against me. "You are really testing me." He says pushing up against me. I can feel it long and hard against me, I quietly cry out. My anger is gone now and all I can focus on is his c**k and my pooling, wet heat. He turns me around to face him and I straddle his lap.      He nuzzles my neck lovingly "What is wrong little one? Tell Daddy." He says planting hot open mouthed kisses along my neck. I mewl out in pleasure "I'm sorry, I was lost in my thoughts and was getting frustrated. I shouldn't have taken it out on you." I say with shaky breaths. "What were you thinking about?" He asks me thoughtfully. I bury my face in his chest and mumble a soft nothing. He slaps my ass harshly and I jump in surprise. "Don't make me ask again." He says rubbing and kneading the spot he slapped.      The slap itself didn't hurt, if anything I liked it. It reminded me of Markus' rough wild s*x although he had always been a little too rough with me. I moaned as he rubbed the spot on my rear. "I was thinking about Markus and my- past relationship with the male." I say against his chest. He rested his chin on the top of my head. "Little one, while I am jealous that you thought of another male while with me. I understand that you miss him. If you were gone from me, devastation is not even close to what I would feel without you present. I would go mad. Your strength astounds me my pet." He says placing a kiss atop my head. I cuddle into him "Would you mind if I took a bath before dinner?" I ask leaning up to plant a kiss on his jaw.       He gives me a devils grin with eyes that promised trouble. He pushed me towards the bathroom. "Make sure it has lots of bubbles unless you want me to take a peek." He says turning around showing me his back. "Let me know when I can come in." He says. I hurry over to the bathroom getting it ready with a lot of bubbles. I glanced in the mirror after I stripped my clothes glancing at the carved flesh on my stomach.  The name Markus carved deep in the flesh of my stomach. 
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