by Jane Pearl
Chapter 7 – Checking In
On her seventh day of job, a Saturday, Maria had a day off from the domestic portion of her employment. She still reported to Brett first thing in the morning for her inspection, enduring his careful examination with the usual embarrassment. On this day for the first time, he discovered stubble and looked at her gravely. “I’m sorry Darling. I’m going to have to punish you for this.” He sat on the bed and patted his lap. “Come and lay over my lap.” She complied with trepidation. He pulled her skirt up exposing her high firm buttocks. “Put your hands on the floor and open your legs a bit. Don’t try to cover yourself or I will add swats. Do you understand?” Maria swallowed on a gulp and answered. “Yes sir.” His large callused hand rubbed firmly over her buttocks straying down to her thighs. Suddenly a large palm came down hard on her left buttock. He rubbed it and then spanked its twin. She relaxed thinking. “This isn’t so bad.” He started raining slaps on her reddening cheeks progressively using more strength. Maria tried to relax and accept his correction though it was difficult with each successive spank. After about 10 slaps, Brett stopped and ran a finger over her rapidly moistening slit penetrating her with a single digit saying, “Hmmm…my naughty little girl likes this.” He finger fucked her briefly. Maria’s hips started pumping involuntarily in response to his stimulation. She was mortified that her body betrayed her in this way. Pulling his finger out, he resumed her spanking then stopped after a flurry of smacks that heated her clit even more. “I think that should do it. You’re in the perfect position for what I want to do next.” Opening the bedside table, he procured a small butt plug and a tube of lube. Holding the lube down for her to see he said, “Don’t think you’ll need this but I’ll use it just to be safe.” He lubed the plug then moistened it in the secretions from her vagina. He pulled the moisture up to her virgin brown rosebud a few times then started to press the plug into her back entrance “Okay, now bear down a little Darling.” Maria complied. She felt a burning stretch as the head of the plug was inserted into her anus. Wiggling her rear end, she could feel the flared handle nestled between her butt checks. Brett tapped the handle sending tingles through her whole crotch. “How do you feel Darling?” “Full, Sir.” Replied Maria breathlessly. Brett laughed and started caressing her ass possessively. “Now that Adam is fucking you, I’m going to need something to keep you tight for me. Wearing a butt plug is the perfect way to achieve this effect. Next time I take you, you will see what I mean.” With these words he gave her sore ass a smack and pulled her up to stand in front of him. “I want you on the bed now in Spread position. We have a little matter of stubble to attend to.” Brett took his time shaving her pussy to his satisfaction. By the time he was done, Maria was shaking and begging him for an orgasm. Smiling evilly he said, “Later Darling” and helped her up to stand on unsteady legs.
“Today is your day off. Take it easy and do what you want. Make sure you carry your cell phone with you. Mrs. Quinn will be checking in with you today to see how you are doing in our employ.” Maria left the room only to have her hand caught by Brett’s hand. “Oh, I forgot, Sweetie, when you’ve received a punishment spanking, you need to display your spanked butt for the rest of the day. This helps to reinforce why you must follow the rules.” Having said this, He took the back of her dress and tucked it securely into the belt on her dress. Maria could feel the cool air on her heated backside. Ducking her head down, cheeks scarlet with shame she scurried across the hallway to her room. Picking up her cell phone, she tucked it into the pocket sewn in the side of her dress. Making her bed, she walked next door to her studio.
She hadn’t had time to set it up earlier this week so wanted to see what needed to be done to make it a workable artist’s studio. It appeared that the Harrisons had used it as a catch all room for spare furniture and a few boxes. She decided that it needed a good cleaning first and then she’d sort out what to do with the room’s contents. Running downstairs she went to the broom closet and pulled out all of the necessary supplies to clean the room to her satisfaction. Turning around she ran straight into Adam’s chest. Large hands steadied her as she struggled to keep her balance. Taking the cleaning supplies out of her hands he grabbed her shoulders and turned her away from him. Remembering her exposed rear end, Maria drooped her head in shame. Adam ran a large hand over her butt cheeks probing lightly over the handle of the butt plug. “Looks like you got in trouble Honey.” She nodded her head. “I had stubble.” “Ahhh…wasn’t taking care of our pussy like you should huh?” His grey eyes twinkled. “No Sir.” She muttered. “Well, the view from here is fantastic.” He continued to smooth his hand over her warm reddened buttocks. “Thank you Sir.” She replied pushing back against his hand. Maybe he could finish what Brett started this morning! Unfortunately Adam didn’t take the hint. He slapped her ass and turned her towards him to give her a hug. “Let me know if you need any help moving stuff around in the studio. I’ll be in and out all day.” With another brief hug and kiss to the top of her head, he headed out the door. Maria’s throbbing pussy wept as he strode away. Grabbing the supplies, Maria ran upstairs to start cleaning.
As she cleaned, the cell phone rang. Maria answered, “Hello?”
“Miss Randall?”
“Yes”
“This is Mrs. Quinn. How is it going dear?”
“Pretty good, I think.”
“Are you having relations with the Harrison brothers?”
Maria’s cheeks blushed, “Yes, multiple times a day.”
“Oh, you lucky girl!” Mrs. Quinn gushed. “Are you enjoying it dear?”
“Yes, much more than I thought. I just wish…”
“What dear?”
“Brett likes to get me all worked up and then won’t let me come. It drives me crazy.”
“Well, why don’t you take care of it for yourself if you need to come?” Mrs. Quinn inquired.
“It is against the rules so I haven’t tried.” Maria replied.
“Do you get to come when you have sex?”
“Yes, they let me come at least once which helps.”
A moment of silence then Mrs. Quinn said. “Do you come whenever you want when you have sex with them?”
“No, they usually tell me to come and then I do.”
“Sweetie, It sounds like your body has already acknowledged them as your masters. True submissives often can’t come until their master gives them permission.”
Maria stilled for a moment and then asked, “So will I be able to orgasm on my own after I leave this position?”
“Quite possibly dear, especially if you meet another man that you feel is your master. Your chances on stimulating yourself to orgasm are highly unlikely unless your master gives you permission to masturbate until you come.”
Maria was floored at these words. “I don’t know if I like this. This isn’t what I thought this job would be like.”
“I’m sorry dear. You might want to read some of the books I sent with you about Domination and Submission. They might help to clear any questions you might have.” She cleared her throat and asked, “So, can you give me an idea of what a day is like for you in this job?”
“Well, first thing in the morning, I am inspected by Brett making sure that I am keeping my pussy clean of hair. He will often have me take different positions while he inspects me. He likes to play with…my body…until I am aroused and then won’t let me come! If my pussy isn’t stubble free, he spanks me and then shaves me himself. It is very sexually frustrating. Some days he makes me wear toys that increase my arousal throughout the day. He usually fucks me when he comes home for lunch or dinner. I never know when it is going to happen and often he just fucks me wherever he finds me. Today he put in a butt plug to tighten me up for his penetration.” She stopped and Mrs. Quinn broke in, “So how about Adam?” “Well, Adam is different. He really isn’t into the games that Brett plays…though he did use the dildos that Brett supplied to get me ready for his cock.” “His cock?” Mrs. Qu
inn inquired. “Yes, it is really big. They had to prepare me this whole last week in order to be able to take it without pain. We had vaginal sex for the first time yesterday.” “How was it dear?” “Amazing…I came 4-5 times. I was pretty sore afterwards though.” Mrs. Quinn made a noncommittal noise. “So what else about Adam?”
“He pretty much sleeps with me every night. We usually do some sort of mutual stimulation though I imagine that we will be having sex from now one. He likes to cuddle and enjoys waking me up with his fingers up my cunt. “
“So the butt plug is to make you tight for Brett?”
“Yes, he is big but Adam is so much bigger I am going to have to use the plug in order to pleasure Brett adequately.”
Mrs. Quinn took a breath, “Sounds like all is going well dear. Do you have any questions or concerns?”
“Well, I guess the only question I have right now is…I seemed to get aroused by doing things that normal people would find humiliating…right now I have the back of my dress tucked into my belt to display my spanked ass. I’ve been creaming so much over this, I’ve had to go to the bathroom and clean myself a few times since this morning. I am also embarrassed about how aroused I get showing myself to the men, getting spankings and wearing toys that make me hot…what is wrong with me?”
Mrs. Quinn took a moment to reply, “Sweetie, remember how I told you that your psychological profile showed that you have a tendency towards submission? What you are experiencing is a tendency towards masochism as well. You enjoy being humiliated and having it witnessed by others. Once again you should read the books I sent you. I think that they will be very helpful. “She paused. “So, do you feel comfortable continuing in this job?”
“Yes, I do.” Maria replied.
“Okay, I will be checking back with you next week dear. I will talk to you then.” Maria clicked the End button on the phone and returned it to her pocket. She sat for a moment and then shook her head. Standing up she returned to her mission of preparing an artistic space for herself.
Once the room was cleaned, Maria had Brett and Adam carry the extra furniture and boxes out to the storage area in the barn. They both patted her bare ass appreciatively as they came in and out of the room. Maria set up her painting supplies making sure her easel had the best light. When she was done arranging the room, she stood back and looked everything over with satisfaction. She couldn’t wait to start painting again. She’d had little opportunity while on the run.
That evening they heated up leftovers for dinner with Maria still jumping up to serve the men even though it was her day off. The sight of her plugged, red ass flitting around the kitchen finally tipped Brett over the edge. He jumped up from his seat and led her to the living room. Pushing her forward to lean over the back of the sofa, he rubbed the tip of his cock in her wet slit until it was well lubricated. Grabbing her hips, he pushed his penis balls deep in one thrust. Maria groaned at his penetration. He set up a pounding rhythm, hips slapping her sore ass with each stroke. The feel of him fucking against her spanked bottom re-ignited the arousal she’d been fighting all day and Maria moaned deep in her throat. “Please Sir.” “Not yet honey, I’ll tell you when you can.” Still plowing her into the back of the couch, he reached up and grabbed the butt plug, twisting it while he buried himself even deeper. “Okay Darling, you can come.” With these words he pulled the plug out of her ass. Maria’s body erupted with a massive orgasm, moaning loudly into the couch cushion under her head. Brett thrust deep into her and held himself there while his cock pumped her full of his cum. Her eager body gladly took in every drop, spasming wildly along his length. Brett waited until she was done and then pulled his cock out of her catching the cum spilling out with his handkerchief. As he wiped himself, he shared a glance of male appreciation with Adam who’d been leaning in the doorway watching the show. She was a beautiful sight to behold sprawled over the back of the couch with her red ass up in the air, cunt lips open and dark pink. Her legs were still held wide, toes barely touching the ground. Because of her position, she just had had to take what he gave her. He liked that thought. Leaning over, he gently pulled her into a standing position while smoothing her skirt down. She was still breathing hard and gently shuddering in his arms. He held and soothed her until she regained her composure. Leading her back to the kitchen, he gently sat her down at the table. “Eat your dinner Darling. Adam and I will clean up.”
Later that evening in her bed, Adam fucked her by holding her legs straight up in the air with one large hand around her crossed ankles. Concerned that she would be too sore from his claiming the day before, he didn’t penetrate her. He just used the tight space between her thighs rubbing her creamy slit and clit with each pull and drag eventually coming with great spurts to her abdomen and chest. He rubbed his cum all over her when he was done and wouldn’t let Maria clean it off. Pulling her nightgown on over her head, he patted it down over her chest and abdomen. It stuck to his drying sperm which seemed to please him. With a grunt of satisfaction, he turned off the light and they went to sleep.
Chapter Eight – Venturing Out
The next morning, after inspecting her and inserting the butt plug, Brett informed her that they would be going to town for church and shopping. He told her to change to a dress suitable for church and be ready to leave by 9 AM. Excited at getting out of the house, Maria changed into one of the nicer dresses in her closet. Looking in the back of the closet, she found some low heeled strappy sandals. She finished off the outfit with a twinset sweater. She hurried downstairs, waiting on the front porch for the brothers. Brett and Adam joined her a few moments later wearing what she would describe as dressy western garb. The both had on new cowboy hats, dressy western shirts, new jeans and polished boots. They each gave her a hug as they came out of the door. She luxuriated in Adam’s piney male scent and Brett’s citrus musk scent as they held her close. She noticed that they both dipped their heads and inhaled the coconut scent she used in her hair as they each enveloped her with their arms in turn. “Let’s get going…it takes a little over an hour to get to town.” Adam tucked her hand into his elbow and strode towards the truck waiting in front of the house. He helped her up onto the middle of the bench seat, securing the lap seat belt. He settled behind the wheel. Brett climbed in through the passenger door and belted himself in. “Show” he ordered. With a sigh, Maria pulled the skirt of her dress back so she was sitting bare on the cold hard bench seat with her legs spread and her bare pubis exposed. The butt plug felt huge in her rear. It jolted in and out as the truck made its way over the dirt roads to town. Adam and Brett almost immediately started caressing her by absent mindedly running their fingers up and down her thighs and circling her throbbing clitoris with the moisture gathered from her seeping slit. Maria found herself approaching a climax with their constant stimulation along with the constant pressure from the plug in her rear. She tipped her head back, breathing heavily with rose tinted cheeks. Her hips started undulating seeking their touch. Brett looked at her and said, “Fuck Baby.” He hurriedly unclasped her seat belt lifting her into his lap facing away from him. He held her up by the waist with one arm as he unbuttoned his jeans. His erect penis sprang up as he lifted her by the waist with both hands and rammed her down onto it. He immediately started working her up and down on his shaft groaning with each penetration. Maria braced herself the best she could be putting her feet on the floor boards of the truck and holding onto the dash. The butt plug definitely tightened things up down there! She was ready to come almost immediately like she’d felt when Adam had breached her pussy. “Please Sir…” “Oh, sorry Darling. Come when you want.” Brett replied between heavy breaths. Maria instantly arched into her climax…vagina clasping Brett’s penis like a vice. “Oh God Baby…I think I’m gonna come too…” He groaned and pulled her sharply down onto his pulsing cock. Maria came again vaginal muscles sucking up his seed as his cock released it. He relaxed and let her fall back against him while her cunt finished milking his cock. He cares
sed her breasts down to her hips while she settled…kissing her lips when she turned her head towards him. When she was done, he pulled her off of his cock and sat her next to him on the seat. Adam looked at him cocked an eyebrow and said, “So she’s going to be leaking cum all over the church pew?” Brett laughed and pulled a piece of white fabric out of the glove box. “I figured we might have use for these at some time.” He shook out the fabric to reveal a pair of pristine white ‘granny panties’. “Here you go Darling. Let’s put these on you.” “Shouldn’t I clean up a bit first?” Maria asked. “No baby, we keep you bare down there so you know who you belong to…if you aren’t bare, you need another reminder. My cum dripping out of you and soaking into your panties should be reminder enough. He held the underwear at her feet helping to pull them up to her hips. He reached into the glove box and brought out a folded hand towel. “Here Darling lift up your hips and you can sit on this towel. That way you won’t soak the back of your skirt.” Maria blushed and complied, lifting her hips so he could slide the towel under her buttocks. He fastened the seat belt when he was done, pulling her skirt down in front. Maria grabbed her purse and took out her brush and mirror to repair any damage wrought by Brett’s passion. She got herself back together just as they pulled into the church parking lot. They climbed out of the truck, Brett holding Maria’s hand to help her step down. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Darling, you might want to grab that towel and clean the seat up.” Maria looked around with red cheeks and leaned forward to dry the wet spot she’d left on the leather seat. Folding the towel, she stuffed it into the glove box.
