In one smooth movement he pulled her bound body across his knees. Her head almost hitting the floor, her ass rising high in front of him.
An acceptance washed over her then, calming her. She knew what was coming next. Jake yanked at her panties, pulling them to her knees, where they bunched and snagged. A second harder tug pulled them to her ankles, and then past her high heels. He covered his mouth and nose with them, breathing in deeply, before putting them in his jean pocket.
“Mmm, fuck, you smell so good.”
She yelped like a whipped dog, as the first stinging slap connected with her ass. Followed by another, then another, in quick succession. Wincing with pain, she closed her eyes, as the spanking continued. She was being disciplined, something that had never happened to her in all her twenty-four years. With her arms bound behind her, it was impossible to resist.
Jake escalated matters. He forced his other hand under her stomach, pushing it down to connect with her exposed clit, gently finger fucking her. Her eyes flew wide open. Each subsequent spank rocked her body, forcing her engorged nub into repeated contact with his probing fingers.
The words, “Oh, fuck,” tore from her lips.
Jake gave a whoop of delight. “Goddamn it, Lizzie, you sure have the sweetest wet cunt.” He pulled his finger from her, and hungrily sucked her juices, before placing it against her pussy once more.
He continued with the spanking. She could feel his hard prick, pushing against her every time he slapped her bare ass. Its length and thickness obvious.
Then a new emotion started to show itself. Pleasure, yes that was it, unmistakable pleasure. The combination of pain and pleasure seemed to be balancing each other out. The undeniable pain she experienced as Jake slapped her reddened ass, became beautifully complimented by the exquisite sexual high, every time her engorged clit made contact with his teasing fingers.
Jake looked down at her. “It ain’t all bad, Lizzie. I know exactly what you’re thinking. You’re really turned on by this whuppin’.”
She knew he was right, too. Her cries of pain had morphed into moans of ecstasy. Her blood flowed faster. Her cunny soaked his fingers, her nipples hardened. Reality started to slip away from her, to be replaced with a surreal fantasy. Everything started to blur, and became unclear. It didn’t feel like a spanking anymore. She was acutely aware now of the immense physical and spiritual presence of the three brothers. All four of them were on the same sexual plateau. Joined both physically and emotionally. She was fully aware they were all witnessing her humiliation, though only Jake was present.
Lizzie had the feeling that all of them were fucking her together. Still tied at the wrists, she felt certain that Jake was deep inside her pussy, and that both Kyle and Ben were fucking her ass and tits.
Just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, the brothers blew her mind again. She felt mind fucked, pussy fucked, and ass fucked all at the same time. Her climax destroyed any previous idea of how good sex could be. Her clit throbbed and pulsed itself into major meltdown, as she bucked and jerked involuntarily across Jake’s knees, and then she was done. Her breathing slowly returned to normal. She briefly closed her eyes, until reality came back into focus.
As Lizzie lay over Jake’s lap, she became aware of his fingers tenderly teasing through her hair. It comforted her, and made her feel safe.
She feared that when she stood her legs would buckle. A direct result of adrenaline and the embers of the most crushing orgasm she had ever experienced.
* * * *
He let her up, her humiliation complete. His gaze hungrily took in her full, creamy breasts, spilling over the small, sexy bra that she wore. The dark half-moon crescents of her areola were clearly visible. Her bottom and her face both burned red with embarrassment. He had put her in her place, no ifs, no buts.
“Do you have anything to say for yourself, Lizzie?”
Her hands still tied behind her back, she stood by his chair. “I’m sorry, Jake.”
“Sorry for what?”
“I’m sorry that I needed to be punished.”
He smiled then gently kissed her lips. “That’s okay. All is forgiven. I had to delve deep into your box of fantasies to find that one. You’ve been hankering after a spanking ever since you were seventeen.”
She laughed out loud. “That was just so sexy, Jake. I was just so frightened, but really turned on at the same time. When I was a student at art college, I had a wonderful teacher called Mr. Carmicheal. When he was assessing my work, he used to sit very close to me, so close I could actually smell him. He was about thirty-five, and had the most beautiful green eyes like yours, but he was also very strict. I used to fantasize about him, taking my knickers down, and putting me across his knee. I used to masturbate over him doing it.” She suddenly burst into laughter. “One day my mother came home early and caught me pleasuring myself. I was lying on my stomach, stroking my clit, and moaning out loud. All of a sudden I became aware that she had entered the room. It was just so embarrassing.” She stared at him for a moment. “You bastard, you just brought that memory back to me. I hadn’t thought of it for ages. Thank you.” Then she smiled and touched his face.
He turned her around and looked down at her recently punished ass. “Ah, so red. I’m sorry, Lizzie. Let me kiss it better. Touch your toes.” She did as he commanded and waited expectantly. He looked at her bound wrists. He was so fucking hard it hurt.
He gently kissed her bottom. “Your ass is just so cute. It’s almost perfect.” He smoothed his hands over her reddened butt, tenderly soothing the inflamed flesh, letting his fingers skim over her cute little puckered hole. “I want to take you up the ass.”
“How big are you, Jake? It all depends if…” Her words trailed away as he unbuttoned his jeans and underwear and dropped them to the floor.
“I’m the biggest of the three of us.” He felt proud as he looked down at his huge cock. “I see you look lost for words, Lizzie, but don’t worry, darlin’, it’ll slip in just fine with some lube. The female ass has a way of accommodating such things. Mother Nature sees to that.”
Pre-cum glistened on his bell end. Best not think too deeply about what he was going to do with her in the next few minutes. Otherwise, he’d be spilling his seed all over her cute little ass. Rather than inside it.
“Wait here a minute.”
He went to the bathroom, and returned with a tub of lube. “This will do the trick.”
He could see that she looked both apprehensive and excited. Her pupils were dilated, her breathing heavy, and he had no doubt that her cunt was soaking wet. She was ready for him.
“I’ll just get your vibro out the drawer, Lizzie.”
“Why—how do you know where I keep—”
He interrupted her. “I know everything about you. All three of us do. We ain’t got no secrets from each other.”
He took the rabbit from her bedside drawer.
“Now just bend over that comfy-looking armchair in the corner.” He took some lube from the tub and rubbed it on his cock, trying to keep his thoughts as blank as possible, so as not to shoot his load.
Fuck, she looked like a wet dream, all compliant, and bound for his pleasure. With her long, slim legs straight, and her body bent over the chair. Her ass tipped up for his inspection. He rubbed his hand into her ass crease, and she moaned with pleasure.
He kicked her legs further apart, spreading them wide for his personal enjoyment. “You look so fucking sexy like this, Lizzie.”
He then fingered her little puckered hole, pushing the lube around the rim, and then inside. Fuck, she was tight. “Relax.”
He pushed a finger into her anus. Then worked the muscles of her ass. “That’s it, baby, just relax. I’m gonna use two fingers now. Okay?”
“Yes.” Her answer soft and distant, turned him on even more, as he pushed the lube into her ass hole using two of his fingers. This was going to be monumental. He packed in yet more lube. Then pressed three fingers into her ti
ght little ass. She whimpered as he stretched her back channel apart, but he knew it turned her on as much as it turned him on.
“You ready for me?”
“Yes, Jake.” Her voice was barely a whisper.
He steadied himself, and then in one smooth, effortless movement, he seated himself up to the hilt. She gasped.
“Oh, Jake, that feels so good. I feel so full.”
“Full of my big cowboy dick, darlin’.”
He switched on the sex toy and then placed the whirling tip against her engorged clit. He then started pumping his thick shaft deep inside her, almost completely pulling out before pumping it back in again.
He closed his eyes. “You are just something else, Lizzie. You feel so tight. Fuck, you feel good, girl.”
“You’re so big, Jake. You’re so deep,” was all she could say as he pounded his meat into her over and over again.
He knew the vibro stimulating her sexy little clit would help. The combination of his cowboy cock up her ass and the magic rabbit doing its stuff would send her over the top. He knew she would come like never before.
“Oh, Jake.”
“Yes, darlin’?”
“Oh, Jake. I’m so close now. I’m gonna…”
She was ready. He pushed the sex toy against her cunt. Initially it met with resistance and then sunk deep inside her wet pussy. Ten inches of cowboy dick up her ass and seven inches of tireless vibro inside her would prove irresistible.
She screamed out loud. “Please, Jake. Keep going, keep going. Keep fucking me, cowboy.” Her words breathy as her climax shattered through and battered her into submission.
“Now me, Lizzie.”
An unstoppable force surged up his shaft as he connected with her on every level. This was something else. This felt right. This was his destiny.
His cum filled her cute little ass, and then they both collapsed, covered in sweat. His body lay over hers, spent and exhausted.
They stayed in this position for a good ten minutes until he finally removed his muscular weight from her back.
He gently kissed her cheek. “Thank you, Lizzie. Thank you so very much. Wait there just a minute.”
“I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.”
He cleaned himself up in the bathroom, then returned and untied her hands. He pulled her into his arms, and then carried her to her bed. “You okay, darlin’?”
She smiled a sexy, contented smile as he lowered her onto the purple silk sheets. “I’ve never felt better, Jake. What it is with you Dexter boys, anyway?” She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down beside her. “Did you take lessons or something, because you certainly know how to take care of a woman?”
“You enjoyed it then?”
She giggled. “If having the most wonderful orgasm ever is enjoying myself, then yes, in spades.”
“Good, I’m glad.” He stroked the hair from her eyes and caressed her flushed cheeks. “It will keep getting better, too.” The more they fucked together, the stronger the bond would become. She thought sex was good now. Just wait until they all melded at the same time. It would be mighty.
She touched his lips. “Why do I have the feeling that you three brothers know something I don’t?”
Fuck, he wanted to explain it all to her there and then. Her destiny, and how she was meant to be with her own kind. Their kind. Only this illusion had stitched them all up good and proper. He couldn’t come clean until Kyle, Ben, and himself had the means to make everything right. Lizzie deserved the truth, but there was no way he could tell her yet.
He kissed her lips. “We just know that you’re one precious lady, Lizzie. That’s all.”
Chapter Eight
Elizabeth placed the large meat dish on the table. The beef was so tender. It was almost falling apart. She loved these times with the three brothers. They were able to talk, relax, and just enjoy each other’s company. Her attraction to them grew stronger by the day, and although they had not revealed all of their secrets to her, she was in no doubt that she was a very special part of all their lives.
“I’ve made Yorkshire pudding, too,” she said proudly, “and before you ask, I’ll have you know I made them myself. Everyone has Yorkshire pudding with roast beef in England.”
They all gave her a round of applause and then a kiss on the cheek.
Kyle cleared his throat. “A toast to our lovely Lizzie. What did we do before you came?” He raised a bottle of beer. “What would we do without you?”
Four bottles of Bud clinked together. “To Lizzie.”
She stood up and took a bow.
“Speech,” said Ben, banging his knife and fork on the table.
Tears of joy, rolled down her cheeks. “I came over from England to live the American dream, but it didn’t quite work out.” She dabbed her eyes. “I was very unhappy living in a seedy one-roomed apartment in California. So unhappy, in fact, I was thinking of throwing the towel in and going back to England.” She laughed, a genuinely happy laugh. “And then I saw the advertisement in the local newspaper, and I felt like it had been put in just for me.
“My time with you three boys,” she looked about her surroundings, “in this beautiful ranch, and with all your lovely possessions, has been the happiest time of my life.
“I know there are things I don’t understand yet, but I don’t intend to worry about them. I’m just going to live and enjoy each day as it comes, with my three favorite cowboys.”
They cheered and clapped as she sat down. At this point in time, contentment filled her heart, whatever the future may bring.
She playfully berated them then. “Now eat your roast beef and Yorkshire pudding before it goes cold.”
“Sure thing, ma’am,” they all replied.
She felt like she was living in Utopia. Here she was, sharing English roast beef with three sexy cowboys. Her gaze connected with Kyle and Jake, and she became acutely aware that they were both accessing her deepest thoughts and desires.
She blushed profusely as she realized that Kyle was reliving the dominant spanking his brother Jake had given her, and the subsequent fucking of her ass with his eager prick. He smiled at her, embarrassing her, but making her pussy go wet at the same time.
“More beef, Lizzie? Can I give you more beef?” His eyes twinkled mischievously.
The idea of Kyle and Jake dominating her sexually really turned her on. She tried to blank their thoughts, but their combined powers were far too strong for her.
“I’ve had more than enough meat, thank you.” She smiled back, teasing him.
Jake touched Ben on the shoulder. “Me and Kyle want you to fix the perimeter fence after dinner, little bro.”
Ben shrugged his brother’s hand away. “I ain’t fucking stupid. I know what you’re both thinking. Same as you know what I’m thinking. You two just want me out of the way, so you can fuck Lizzie.”
Kyle placed his fork on his plate. A satisfied, full belly smile on his lips. “Your turn is soon, Ben. Just hang on in there a little longer.”
“Fuck you, Kyle. Fuck you, Jake.” He stood abruptly, pushing his chair backwards. It scraped annoyingly on the tiled floor.
He gave both his brothers one final ‘fuck you’ look, before leaving the kitchen and slamming the door behind him.
Jake dragged a hand through his hair. “The kid’s really pissed, Kyle. He’s horny as fuck.”
Lizzie touched a finger to both Kyle and Jake’s lips. “Shh, I love all of you boys, but I’m not quite ready for all three of you at the same time, just yet.”
Kyle gently caressed her face. “Forget about clearing the table, darlin’. Me and Jake have got you filling our thoughts. Have you ever been fucked by two brothers at the same time before?”
“No, but there’s something about you boys, so I’ll make an exception.”
“Jake, get Lizzie’s vibro from upstairs. Between us, we’ll make this a night to remember.”
“Sure thing, Kyle.”
She coul
d read their dreams and desires so clearly now. They were in charge, and would dominate her as they saw fit. She closed her eyes and recalled the spanking Jake had administered. With two Dexter boys in total control, this should be epic.
“You like being tied up, don’t you, darlin’? Ain’t no point denying it. Me and Jake can see into your soul.”
“You bastard. You know I do.” She could feel her breathing start to quicken again. Her pussy dripped in anticipation of things to come.
Jake returned with the vibrator. “It ain’t a substitute for what I’m packing, Lizzie, but it’ll sure add to the fun.” His wicked smile held her entranced until Kyle spoke.
“Hold her arms, Jake.” Kyle’s tone of voice suggested he was the dominant brother.
Jake held both her arms behind her back, with one large cowboy hand.
Kyle’s face looked serious as he stared directly at her. “Right then, lady. Be in no doubt that we’re in charge.” He walked over to the wall and winched the cast iron ceiling pot rack down to chest level.
“You got your hoggin’ rope handy, Kyle?”
“Ain’t never without it, bro.”
“Here’s mine.” He handed his brother a small length of rope. “Tie her tight. Don’t want her running away, now do we?”
She felt powerless to resist, as Kyle roughly tied her hands about three feet apart to the pot rack with hoggin’ rope. “Ain’t no escape now, darlin’—understand?”
“Please don’t, Kyle—I’m begging you—please don’t.” Her heart beat frantically in her chest, at the thought of being totally at their mercy.
“Ain’t no use protesting. I know you love it. I can read your thoughts, and boy, you sure are into bondage, lady.” He stared intently at her. “Besides, you ain’t the one in control. Hoist her up, Jake.”
Jake whooped with delight, as he started to raise the pot rack. The pulley system lifted her arms and body until just the tips of her toes kept her in contact with the floor.
Kyle and Jake stood back and admired their new trophy.
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