by Jane Pearl
Sparing a small smile and wave for the Kerrigan’s housekeeper, Becky, Briana ascended the steps to the second floor after hanging up her coat and purse by the front door. She’d been surprised to find out that Connor’s old girlfriend was now their employee but she’d been assured by the men that Becky was very happily married to their ranch foreman, Bo. The two had hooked up soon after Connor and Becky’s split. They had two adorable children; a boy named Ellis who was eight years old and a six year old daughter named Angel. After meeting them, Briana’s biological clock had started to tick loudly. Her mouth twisted...fat chance she’d be able to answer that summons anytime soon!
Briana opened the door to her bedroom. Remembering her former malaise she sighed loudly while efficiently stripping off her work garb. She’d been horrified to find out that a pre-dinner nap was required of her every day. She’d protested bitterly the last two days with no result other than a trip across Connor’s lap. Knowing that she had no choice, Briana showered with a bath cap covering her long hair then changed into a feminine nightgown with a matching robe. High heeled boudoir slippers finished her ensemble. Briana heard the bedroom door open as she checked her reflection in the large vanity mirror. Ah! That must be Connor. Over the weekend the men had taken turns tucking her in for her nap. She’d been informed that during the work week, the brother who’d spent the day on the ranch would do the honors. With an eager lilt to her step she opened the bathroom door. Caught in the process of gently closing the bedroom door, Connor gave her a wide smile. His face was still handsome though it was covered with sweat and dirt. “Hello Bri. Don’t you look lovely.” He looked down at his dusty shirt and jeans with a rueful smile. “I’d hug you but I don’t want to get you filthy.” He strode over to her side and carefully dropped a hard kiss to Briana’s lips. “Wait for me next to the seat at the foot of the bed in a closed kneeling position. I’ll be with you soon.” Briana immediately walked to the foot of the bed and dropped to her knees with them pressed together. She carefully spread her transparent skirts wide before folding her hands in her lap. She lowered her gaze submissively while she waited. From her position she could clearly hear Connor as he showered. It didn’t take very long until he exited the bathroom. Briana heard footfalls as he came next to her then sat down on the bench at the end of the bed. A large hand came to rest on the top of Briana’s head. “So, Liam says that you’ve been unusually quiet today. Do you have anything you’d like to share about this change of mood?”
Briana blinked her eyelids rapidly at his words. “Is it okay if I keep it to myself for now Sir?”
The weight of Liam’s hand deepened for a moment then lifted. “Yes, Bri if that is what you want.” He tilted her chin up gently so their eyes could meet. “Can I help you to deal with this in any way?”
Tears gathered in mossy green eyes. “Yes Sir.” Briana blinked quickly once again. “Would you be willing to spank me? I...I need it today...please.”
Connor looked intently into her eyes. “Are you sure that’s what you want Luv?” Briana nodded sharply while still holding his gaze.
Connor cleared his throat. “Hand? Anything else?”
Briana looked up at him then down. “May I?”
Connor sat back. “Of course. Bring it to me.” Briana gracefully rose to her feet and walked over to the closet. After opening the door, she reached down and grabbed something. As she returned to Connor’s side, he recognized the item as an old leather soled slipper he’d left in the room. He looked up at her in surprise. “Are you sure?”
Briana nodded shyly as she handed the item to him. Connor took the slipper and set it on the bed behind him. He patted his lap and looked up at her expectantly. “You know the position.” Taking in his hairy, muscular thighs covered only by grey boxer briefs Briana drew in a deep breath and dropped her robe to the ground. She matter-of-factly shimmied her lacy underwear down to mid thigh before draping herself elegantly over his hard lap. Slender hands reached back and pulled the diaphanous material up to reveal creamy buttocks. Though she’d been spanked a few times over the weekend, none of the spankings had resulted in red marks on her delicate skin. She imagined that she’d carry the bruises from this spanking for a few days.
“Are you ready?” Briana nodded her head. Auburn locks brushed the floor as she gave her assent. A calloused hand rubbed over her buttocks followed by a swat to first one creamy orb then the other. Briana took in a deep breath and released it in a rush as Connor set to work. Smack, smack, smack, smack! She wiggled on his lap as her rear began to glow with heat. Connor placed a steadying hand on her low back as he continued warming her up. Briana lost count of the spanks as she attempted to stay in position through the pain. Connor stopped abruptly then rubbed her heated flesh firmly. “How are you doing Bri?”
Blinking rapidly to hold back the tears, Briana answered in a watery voice. “Fine Sir.”
“I’m going to start with the slipper. I plan to continue until you let go and cry. Is that okay with you?”
Briana nodded then found her voice. “Yes Sir.” Briana felt his weight shift as he grabbed the slipper. She jumped at the first smack of the hard yet flexible leather sole on her right buttock. Connor followed with another smack to its twin. Tears welled up in Briana’s eyes as he efficiently set to his task. The sting in her cheeks ramped up immediately and she started to squirm uncontrollably. Connor didn’t miss a lick as he wrapped a leg over hers in order to keep her pinned in position. Briana struggled in his grasp; testing his strength. To her chagrin and relief Connor easily kept her body in check. The realization of her own helplessness in his grasp triggered the emotions she’d managed to keep in check for months. A ragged sob broke from her mouth as long suppressed tears streamed down her cheeks. Feelings rolled up from inside her in a rush. The fear she’d experienced after her father’s stroke. Resentment at having to leave the life she’d built for herself in San Francisco. Anger when she found out what her brother had done to the family business. More anger when she had to essentially sell herself in order to save the business. And now fear for her hapless brother. Though he’d brought it on himself she worried for his safety. Tearing sobs escaped from her throat as she acknowledged to herself how difficult it had been to shoulder the burden she’d taken on in the last few months.
She barely noticed when Connor shifted her to a seated position with her legs draped over his thighs. He wrapped muscular arms around her while nuzzling the top of her head and murmuring nonsensical words of encouragement. Gradually, Briana’s sobs ebbed to slight hitching breaths every few seconds. Soon her breathing smoothed and her full weight slumped onto Connor’s chest. Smoothing back her dark red curls, he leaned over to look into her face. She was fast asleep. Smiling tenderly he lifted her effortlessly in his arms and strode to the side of the bed. He freed a hand to pull back the covers before gently placing her on top of crisp, white sheets. After covering her with the bedding, he leaned over and dropped a kiss to her forehead. “Sleep now Sweetheart.” He murmured. After straightening up he stood and looked at her recumbent form for a moment with a grim expression on his face. He wheeled around to go to his dresser and pull out track pants and a clean t-shirt. He then grabbed the slipper off of the bench at the foot of the bed and took its mate out of the closet. Smiling wryly he toed both on before heading out of the room. Time to talk to Liam.
Chapter Seven – A Little Role Playing
Briana looked excitedly out the window of the jet as jagged mountains morphed into snow covered fields. She turned to Liam with an animated expression on her face. “It’s so nice to get out of Montana for a few days.”
Liam looked at her indulgently and gathered her hand in his. Shifting in the luxurious seat of the private plane, he lifted the back of her fingers to his lips. “I’m so glad to be able to take you away for a few days my love.” He kissed her hand then dropped it onto the top of his thigh. “I think you’ll enjoy meeting Simon and his wife Suzanne. They met through Discrete Assignments like us.�
�� He paused for a moment then continued. “They also had a previous history.” A smile creased his tanned face. “Luckily, they were able to work through it and are now happily married with a toddler.”
Briana looked at him with a creased brow. “Really?”
Liam’s grip on her hand tightened. “Yes, and are now quite content.” He didn’t elaborate. Briana glanced sideways at him in askance before reaching to take a sip of the glass of Prosecco the stewardess had brought her before take-off. Seeing that Liam was lost in his own thoughts, she looked out the window again and reflected on the past month she’d spent with the Kerrigan brothers.
She’d had a few phone conversations with Mrs. Quinn from Discrete Assignments. Overall Mrs. Quinn was delighted in how well Briana was settling in to her role as the Kerrigan brother’s submissive. She’d laughed heartily at Briana’s disgust with her mandated daily nap. “Well, at least you will be well rested dear.” She trilled. “They must think that you need it.” Briana’s cheeks turned pink at her implication. The men had certainly made up for their lack of intimacies in the first week of their arrangement! Since starting intimate relations, they fucked her at least two to three times a day each. She’d learned that the brothers had no qualms in rolling her over in the middle of the night and taking her whenever they felt the urge. They both also liked to take her when she brought up their lunches during the work day. Liam enjoyed sucking on her breasts as much as possible and she was dismayed to discover that her breasts were changing as a result of his attentions. She looked down at the enlarged crests framed by the demi bra on top of her corset. Prominent nipples stabbed through the thin material covering her ample chest. They stayed diamond hard from rubbing against the cloth of her top and from the stimulating presence of her dominants.
Speaking of dominants, Briana smiled as she thought of the absent Kerrigan brother. Connor was the disciplinarian of the two and he took his role seriously. She shifted in her seat attempting to ease the ache in her buttocks. Connor had given her a hard maintenance spanking last night in order to remind her of her place. She sometimes didn’t take Liam as seriously as Connor when it came to matters of discipline. Connor wanted her to carry a reminder of his dominance when she took her trip with Liam. A rueful smile lifted the corner of her mouth. He had certainly made his point.
Briana rested her head on the cushy seat back as she let out a big sigh. At least Roy hadn’t tried to contact her since their meeting behind the pub. She was relieved to find that Liam and Connor were as good as their word. They’d paid off the loan against the pub and had replenished the restaurant’s operating expense fund. She’d been able to keep current with her vendors as well as pay the lease in a timely fashion. Due to pressure from her dominants, she’d trained Gina as a day manager so now her role in the business was limited to doing the books and overseeing the day to day operations of the pub. This freed her up to travel with them when required, hence their trip to Seattle. She let out another big sigh and took a sip of the bubbly beverage. It was so nice to finally be able to relax.
Liam took in Briana’s content expression and smiled internally. It was good to see her let go and let him take control. He took a quick swig of the Irish whiskey the stewardess had served him before take-off. He squeezed Briana’s hand again while meditating back on the last month.
He and Connor had a serious discussion after Briana requested the spanking from Connor. They knew something was wrong in Briana’s world and they wanted to find out why. Finally, he’d extracted Briana’s phone from her purse and they’d looked at the text messages. Once they found the message from Roy they’d looked at the surveillance footage from that day in the restaurant a little more closely. Their personal investigator had ID’d the flirtatious guy from the bar as an enforcer for a prominent crime family in Las Vegas. The PI speculated that he was looking over possible ways to put the screws to Roy to pay up. The Kerrigan brothers’ blood ran cold at the thought of this guy using Briana as leverage to get money out of her brother. They hired body guards to follow her and had encouraged her to back out of the business as much as possible. This trip to Seattle had been a way to get her away from any would-be abductors.
Liam looked over to Briana as she stared intently at the dormant agricultural fields in eastern Washington State. Wanting to distract her he asked, “So do you have it in?”
Briana’s lashes fluttered then she looked down at her hands. “Uh, yes. You told me I had to.” Her gaze flitted to meet his then returned to her lap.
Liam leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Open your thighs and pull up your skirt. Once you’re bare, I want you to push it out for me without using your hands. Do you understand?”
Briana’s cheeks now blazed red. “Yes Sir.” She whispered. She hesitantly pulled up her knee length skirt and exposed a newly denuded pubic area. After spreading her knees she showed no effort as she pushed out a marbled green egg shaped object from her glistening pussy lips. After it popped out on the black leather seat, she picked it up in her hand.
“Clean it off then put it in your purse.” Liam muttered in a low tone.
Looking at him with wicked eyes she popped it in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it.
Liam smiled. “Good girl. Now put it away.” Briana gathered her purse from under the seat and placed the jade egg into a pouch before secreting it back under the seat.
Liam nodded in approval. “Good girl.” He patted her thigh. “I want you to climb on top of me and make me come now.”
Briana’s eyes widened and she looked at the door between their room and the steward’s area. “What if they come in?”
Liam fixed her with a stern look. “That isn’t your concern. All you should be worrying about right now is serving me.”
Briana hesitated for a beat before nodding her head. “Yes, Sir.” She nodded her head hesitantly. Apprehensive green eyes met implacable blue. Briana unfastened her seat belt and stood up from the comfortable couch. Looking intently into Liam’s eyes, she deftly unbuttoned his jeans then straddled his lap while kneeling on her knees. Liam felt her small hand close over the head of his rock-hard cock. His cock head brushed against sopping pussy lips once then twice then it was engulfed by molten wet heat. Both of them groaned as Briana’s cunt snugly slid over his turgid length. When she bottomed out, Briana rested for a moment with her head tilted forward. Bright flags of color stood out on her cheeks. Stormy green eyes met molten blue. “I’ll need a moment.” She whispered.
Liam lifted his head to kiss her lips lightly. “Take all the time you need Luv.” He felt her pussy convulse around his length. He almost came then and there at the vise-like grip it had on his shaft. The jade egg had been a stroke of genius. They’d had Briana start using it daily in an effort to strengthen her pelvic muscles. Since they didn’t believe in allowing their submissive to climax every time they had sex with her, the jade egg gave them a nice tight vagina to fuck whether Briana orgasmed or not. She’d advance quickly in her training and now could hold the green orb in her vagina while walking around without it falling out. The fact that she could expel it with just the use of her pelvic floor muscles showed how far she’d come in her training.
Taking a shuddering breath, Briana began to slowly stroke up and down on Liam’s penis. The pull and drag of his uncircumcised head over her G-Spot made her want to come so much. Unfortunately, she was on orgasm restriction this week. She paused again while her pussy rippled around Liam’s turgid invader. Hard fingers wrapped around her waist. “I’m almost there Luv. I’ll help you a bit. Tell me if you need to stop.” He gave an extra bit of penetration on the down stroke as she increased the speed of her up and down glide. Liam moaned. “Make it good for me Bri.” Briana automatically clamped down her already tight vaginal muscles around Liam’s cock which earned her another heartfelt groan. “So good...oh.” Liam’s head dropped back and his eyes closed as he shot burst after burst of semen deep in Briana’s abdomen. She could feel its warmth deep inside. Slumb
erous blue eyes opened up and Liam lifted a shaking hand to the side of her face. “My good, good girl. It was difficult for you but you didn’t come. I’m so proud of you.” He wrapped Briana in his arms while still impaled on his receding member. Briana felt a glow of pride at his praise. She’d served him well while following the rules. After all, it wasn’t up to her to decide when she could come.
After cuddling close for a few warm moments, Liam reluctantly disengaged Briana from his body by lifting her up by the waist. A rush of creamy fluid covered his penis and her smooth pussy lips. Liam shifted his hip up and pulled out an immaculate white handkerchief. “Let me clean you up Luv.” He swiped her puffy outer lips with the cloth. He dispensed with the fluids on his semi-erect penis in the same fashion then closed the buttons on his jeans. He folded the soiled cloth and returned it to his pocket. “Okay that should do it. You need to return to your own seat.” He kissed Briana’s forehead while swinging her off of his lap to the spot next to him. “Let’s get your seatbelt on. We should be getting into Sea Tac any time now.” He tucked the now sleepy woman under his arm and held her close as they approached Seattle.
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Liam and Briana exited the private jet in a torrent of rain. Briana gratefully wrapped her black raincoat around her body and belted it at her slim waist. After pulling up the wide hood, she could withstand any weather the Pacific Northwest might throw her way! She smiled up at Liam and wrapped a gloved hand around his elbow. He’d brought along a cattleman’s duster coat that perfectly protected him from the deluge. The two of them gingerly made their way down the metal staircase. At their appearance, a door opened on a stretch limousine parked on the concourse. Briana’s eyes widened at the tall black man in a chauffeur’s uniform. He raised a hand to them. “Mr. Kerrigan?”
