by Redrae Gunn
Jenna laughed. People always did that in the horror flicks. They ran down the road and pretty soon the bad guys were right behind them. She would need to stick to trees and wooded areas. The creek would certainly deter a vehicle from following her. If Gunner set up surveillance then she would know the plate number of the vehicle and he could find out who it was. It could be reported to the police. Or not. She was sure that Jace and Tony would love to find the person who had scared the crap out of her and deal with him themselves.
“You give amazing advice,” Jenna said, feeling more confident already. Tomorrow morning she was going to start playing war games. It actually sounded like fun. “I’ll talk to Tony and Jace about the camera.”
“Call them now,” Kira said. “Gunner can probably have it installed by the time we get back. He likes not having to talk to people.”
Jenna called Tony. She knew that Jace didn’t like much change so Tony seemed the person to talk to about this addition to the property. When Tony asked about the cost Kira had rolled her eyes and Jenna told him it was free. It was his tax dollars hard at work. Tony had agreed.
By the time they arrived in town Kira had already called Gunner and given him the information. Kira had said that the same protocol for “Operation War Games” was to be used for Jenna and she gave him the cell numbers he would need to contact if the operation went live.
On the way out of town Kira pulled into the feed store. Jenna hopped out of the truck with her list and Jace’s card. Inside Kira had seen a Native American man that she knew and she was telling him about the party and wondering why he hadn’t shown up while Jenna looked around the store.
Jenna approached the cashier desk and waited. A heavier, but relatively pretty, young Native American woman came from the office and asked how she could help.
Jenna handed her the note and said that she was supposed to pick up chicken feed. The woman eyed the piece of paper for so long that Jenna looked at it, too. It had the Antelope Bay Ranch printed in red and blue lettering on the top and then Tony’s handwriting. The brand and weight were all listed.
The woman went into the back and returned with the twenty- pound bag.
“I’d heard that those two had hired someone, I just hadn’t expected a female,” the woman said.
Jenna heard the tone. It wasn’t quite hostile but it was pretty close. The woman turned her eyes to a full glare when Jenna pulled out Jace’s card and paid for the feed.
“Aren’t you a little old for them?” The woman smirked.
“Experienced,” Jenna replied as she sighed. She was used to rude comments. Most of the people in the firm she used to work for had been men and the few women that worked with her had been like hungry piranhas, with each looking to work their way up the corporate ladder and eliminate the competition. “Real men want someone with experience.”
The woman said nothing as she handed Jenna the paper to sign. Jenna shoved the receipt in her pocket and just wanted to get the hell out of the store before this woman pushed her into pulling out the claws.
“I heard that Jace is pretty big.” The woman went for the kill.
Jenna rolled her eyes. No such luck. Claws out.
“You must be pretty loose.” The jealousy in the woman’s eyes was apparent. Obviously she hadn’t measured up to what Jace and Tony had been looking for. Jenna felt a little sorry for her but the comment was still hanging in the air and needed to be dealt with.
“That is a common misconception among girls with little to no experience,” Jenna replied. “A pussy is like any other muscle in your body. You have to know how to use it before you just go throwing it around to anyone. My advice is use it or lose it. Or as you said. Loose it.”
Jenna grabbed the bag of feed. Her adrenaline rush made the bag feel like it wasn’t close to twenty pounds and she threw it on her shoulder.
“Thank you for your help,” Jenna called back to the woman as she left the store. She would still be polite. Her mother hadn’t raised a saint but she certainly hadn’t raised someone without manners.
Kira followed Jenna outside and waited until they pulled onto the highway to start laughing and shrieking.
“That was the prettiest smackdown I have ever seen,” Kira said as she hit the steering wheel with her fists. “I thought Carmen was good. You even said thank you. Holy shit!”
Jenna started to giggle as the anger faded. Then she laughed as Kira continued to give a third-person perspective to the scene.
“Use it or loose it,” Kira said as she laughed. “That is going to be the theme for next year’s BDSM party. I’ll even get T-shirts printed.”
Jenna couldn’t stop laughing. Now that would be hilarious. “You could use a set of handcuffs for the Os in loose and a flogger for the letter I. That would be great.”
“You are sick and twisted.” Kira laughed.
“I’m getting my lady parts spanked for saying that earlier today.” Jenna huffed as she confessed to Kira. It was so nice to have someone to talk to.
“I don’t know Jace and Tony that well,” Kira said. “I’ve welded some stuff for them but I was long gone before they were in high school. The rumors and the chance encounters from the past year are all that I have to go on. So are they really a tag-team or is it a show?”
Jenna felt herself blushing.
“It’s just between us,” Kira said.
“They are,” Jenna blurted. “You have no idea. It was amazing. They are too young though.”
“That’s what Master Rock said about me.” Kira rolled her eyes. “He’s ten years older than me. Plus you just told Miss Young Thing that real men prefer experience.”
“I know but I don’t want to lose my heart,” Jenna said.
“I thought that way, too,” Kira said. “The risk is worth the reward. So maybe you won’t lose your heart.”
“You’re right,” Jenna said as she recalled how patient the men had been this morning and how wonderful last night had been. “Maybe I’ll get everything I need.”
Chapter 5
Jenna had finished placing flowers in the two large pots on either side of the garage. She had more flowers to plant but needed to get them off the picnic table and into the shade. It was time to see what that shed in corner of the property was all about.
Jenna unlocked the padlock and opened the door. The shed was nestled in the corner of the yard with the tree line on two sides of it. It did look like it was three barns put together. The large roof of one barn had a loft. Then there was the second barn that had a slanted roof and finally a long narrow barn with a slightly slanted roof across the front of both of them. Odd, yet surprisingly the shape didn’t look too out of place. It looked comforting, with rustic appeal.
There was a thin layer of dust on everything. Minimal cobwebs considering it had been vacant for so long. Work benches were along the wall with the door and the back wall as well. Boxes of things were stacked on the benches. Pots, wheelbarrows, paint, shingles and something that looked like a windmill were all stored with care.
Jenna saw a notebook on the bench and opened it. It was Jace’s mom’s. It had plans in it. Plans for a new rock garden. Plans for repainting and shingling the shops for Jace and Tony. All of her ideas were written down in the notebook. It was a little overwhelming to see the book. Jace had told her that his mom had great ideas but that they never really came to life because she was always busy helping his dad on the farm.
Jenna knew that she could give those ideas life. She could be the one to help the dream be realized. She wasn’t sure how Jace or Tony would take it. But she could give it a try. The next time the men left she would start the chore of cleaning out her shop. Jenna shut the book and silently thanked the woman for writing down all of the plans. She included a small addendum thanking her for Jace and Tony as well.
Jenna looked at the clock on the wall in the bright yellow kitchen. It was eight o’clock and the men weren’t home yet. She looked at her cell phone. She was tempted to call and
make sure that they were okay but she didn’t want to bother them if they were busy. As if she had wished it to happen, her phone rang and the ID said it was Jace.
Before she could say a full hello Jace was talking.
“We’ll be home in an hour, Jenna,” Jace said. “We didn’t want you to worry.”
“Well I was starting to,” Jenna admitted. Jenna heard Jace tell Tony that she had started to worry and she heard Tony’s smirking laugh.
“How do you like your steaks?” Jenna asked.
“Steaks?” Jace asked. “Medium rare for me and bloody as hell for Tony. You don’t need to cook steaks for us, Jenna. We can just heat up something quick.”
“The grill is already going,” Jenna said. “I watched a good hour of video on how to prepare a grill and cook on it so you will just have to deal with a steak.”
“Steaks sound great, sweetie,” Jace said and hung up the phone.
* * * *
Jace looked at Tony. “She watched a video of how to grill and is grilling us steaks.”
Tony’s jaw dropped. “We haven’t had grilled steak in a long time. Where did she get the charcoal?”
“No idea,” Jace replied. “This should be interesting.”
“She probably could’ve learned to ride a horse by watching a video,” Tony said. “Maybe we should’ve started with the Internet. You know, one day she is going to have to learn that not everything can be learned by watching a YouTube video.”
“When that day comes she will probably make her own video and post it for others to learn,” Jace said. “She’s different.” He was going to continue but Tony’s phone rang.
“Abe,” Tony said. “What’s up?” Tony hit speaker on his phone so that Jace could hear, too. The main man from the BIA, Bureau of Indian Affairs, had happened to be in Watford City when two women came in to get chicken feed and one of the women had encountered a rather hostile employee. He gave a rundown of the encounter. The owner of the store didn’t want to lose any business so he had wanted to know what Jace and Tony wanted to do about the situation.
“We haven’t heard about it yet, Abe,” Jace said slowly, choosing his words carefully. “We’ll talk with Jenna and see how she feels and get back with you in the morning if that’s okay.”
“Suits me fine,” Abe replied.
The call ended and Jace looked at Tony.
“Barbara Yellow Tail works at the feed store part-time,” Jace said. “It was stupid to send Jenna there. How could we forget?”
“Jace,” Tony said. “You can’t, no matter how strong and big you are, protect everyone from everything. You know that. It wasn’t intentional and from the sounds of it our little Jenna handled it with some…how did she put it this morning?”
“New York flare,” Jace replied. “Use it or loose it huh?”
“She gets one day to recover and then we are using it,” Tony said.
A little under an hour later they pulled the truck and bales into the farm. The smell of grilling had Tony nearly running to the front yard. Jenna was dressed in the pretty pink tank and she was wearing the cutoffs that she’d had on at breakfast. She was also wearing an apron and her curly brown hair was pulled into a high ponytail on her head. She looked right at home in front of the grill.
Tony looked at Jace. “Screw a day of rest,” Tony said. “We are using it.”
Jace laughed deeply as Tony started to walk quickly toward the woman who was smeared with charcoal stains and probably stunk of smoke and sweat.
* * * *
Jenna set all the food on the table. Shrimp skewers, asparagus, twice-baked potatoes, corn on the cob, a regular baked potato for Jace, and some honey- and brown-sugar-coated grilled apples. She set the steaks on each plate and set them in front of her waiting men.
“These potatoes,” Jace said as he ignored the baked one and picked up one that had cheese and bacon in it. “These are really good. Both kinds are really good.”
Jenna explained that she had made two different types of the twice-baked potatoes. One with sour cream and the other with cheese and bacon. She explained how she had to bake them first, scoop out the insides, mash them, fill them, and finally grill them.
“This is all a lot of work,” Tony said as he snatched the last asparagus sprout before Jace managed to get to it.
“It was fun,” Jenna said, smiling as the food disappeared from the table. She had made enough for four men but it was clear to her that there would be no leftovers tonight. “I’ve never grilled before.”
Jace looked at the counter where a pie was sitting. He pointed a fork at it.
“Dessert,” Jenna said and blushed. “Mixed berry.”
Tony laughed hard and looked at Jenna. She certainly was full of surprises. He could handle this type of treatment any day. He saw Jace look at the last shrimp skewer and they both dove at it.
“Flip for it,” Tony said.
“Why don’t you just split it?” Jenna asked. “Share.”
Tony grabbed the skewer and let Jace take one of the shrimp and he took the next. They repeated the action until the shrimp was gone.
“See, wasn’t that better?” Jenna asked.
“Sharing is good,” Tony said as he glanced to Jace and then leveled his eyes at Jenna.
“I like sharing,” Jace replied as he looked at Jenna.
“Wait,” Jenna said as she scooted back from the table. “I stink. I haven’t showered.”
“Neither have we,” Tony said as he stood up from the table. Jace stood up with him. The little bit of fear mixed with arousal in the expression on Jenna’s face and it only made him want her more.
Tony came around the table and easily scooped Jenna up, tossing her over his shoulder. He headed to the bedroom. Tonight would be on his bed. When she squirmed he smacked her ass and loved the squeak that she made. It reminded him that he still got to slap that pretty pink pussy of hers, twice. He was hoping that she would add more infractions in the next couple of minutes. He was pretty sure that he could get her to an orgasm just by spanking her there and he couldn’t wait to try.
“Get out of those clothes, pretty Jenna,” Jace said softly but firmly. The way the Jenna did exactly what he wanted made him feel all-powerful and unstoppable. The world seemed to drop away when Jenna surrendered to a demand that he had made. Something more to discuss with Rock.
“I’m filthy,” Jenna said.
“That’s another smack,” Jace said. “We already said that we didn’t care and that we were dirty, too.”
“Dirty sex sounds like fun,” Tony said. “We can shower afterwards and then we’ll have some of that pie. Right now though, I want to give you the mixed berry that you like so much.”
Jenna looked at the bed that seemed to have grown larger. Jace had lain down on his back. His legs hung over the side and he motioned for Jenna to come to him. A nudge from Tony had her climbing on top of Jace.
“You’ve got to breathe, baby,” Jace said as he stroked her pussy and then positioned himself just inside of her. He continued to stroke her clit and when she sunk further down onto his penis he knew that she was going to test all of his control.
Tony started to rub Jenna’s ass. She had nice firm cheeks and fair skin. He had seen the bruises from the night before and was glad that his mark still remained on her. He dribbled some warmed lube onto Jenna’s asshole and watched as she sunk further onto Jace.
“Is your asshole virgin?” Jace asked. He was the one that could see Jenna’s face so he needed to be the one that asked her the embarrassing question. He had expected the blush but he hadn’t expected the shame.
“No,” Jenna said, and lowered her head, trying not to admit her need.
“Don’t think that,” Jace said. “That’s another smack from Tony and I’m sure he’s keeping track.”
“Four,” Tony said quickly. “Okay, Jenna, give Jace a couple of good strokes with that tight pussy and then lay on his chest.”
Jenna did as Tony asked and she re
sted her face on Jace’s chest. She could feel Jace’s arms reach around and stroke her ass. Jace spread her cheeks and Jenna forced herself to relax. This was the part that she loved the most. The pressure, mild pain, feeling full and stretched and overwhelmed as the second man joined in.
Tony was watching Jenna’s expression. Her breathing had increased and normally he would slow down but a small smile had spread across her slightly parted lips and the flush on her cheeks was anything but fear. Tony pushed in and felt the tight muscles clamp around him. He continued to push, her soft little moan making him unable to slow down.
Jenna couldn’t help it. She pushed off of Jace’s chest and placed her hands on his shoulders. She started to rock back and forth at a faster pace than Tony had been going. She wanted this so much.
Jace pulled Jenna’s hands from his shoulders. She landed with a huff on his chest. He secured both of her wrists with one big hand. He pulled them over her head so that she had nothing to grab onto.
“I believe that is called topping from the bottom,” Jace said softly.
“Topping from the middle in her case,” Tony added. “That’s five.”
Jace smiled when Jenna flexed around him. Somehow he was pretty sure that having her pussy spanked wasn’t going to be much of a punishment. They may have to think of some other alternatives. He was sure that Tony could come up with something fairly diabolical. Tony had already mentioned several ways he wanted to torture Jenna and they were all pretty creative.
Tony had picked up the pace and every time that he sunk into Jenna he shoved her further up on Jace. Jace had released her arms, warning her not to move them and with his hands on her hips he would push her back down onto him. The pace was a wondrous thrust in and shove down.
“I can’t wait any longer.” Jenna moaned. Her pussy lips were stretched so far with Jace inside of her that her clit rubbed against his abdomen with every shove up and every shove down. The tingling sensation was long gone and left was an overwhelming need to find her release on both of them.
