Garret stormed out of the front of the cabin, the screen door slamming hard against the cabin walls. He stood stock-still for a few seconds and then turned toward them. Mary Jane could see the anger in his eyes, and wondered what had upset him. However, before she could ask the question, Garret shouted, “Get packed. We’re leaving!”
“Why?” Zac asked, reclining further into the porch swing.
“Because I said so. I ain’t stayin’ here a moment longer.”
“Why?” Zac asked again.
“Damn it, Zac! I don’t have time for twenty questions.”
“I asked one question, not twenty, but if you want, I can?” Zac replied, grinning.
“No!” Garret shouted. “Look, I can’t stay here any longer. I’ve got to get back to Chicago, pack up my apartment.”
“Why?” Mary Jane asked this time. “Your job is in Chicago. What happened?”
Garret sighed and said, “I was fired.”
“What! Why?” Mary Jane and Zac said in unison.
“Long story, but my old boss has a lead on a new job for me. So I need to get back home and take care of loose ends, so I can get everything packed up and ready to move.”
“Move where?” Zac asked.
“I don’t know,” Garret said.
“What’s your new job?” Mary Jane asked.
“I don’t know.”
“So let me get this straight,” Zac began. “You want us to pack up and head to Chicago, so you can pack up your apartment and move somewhere else. But you have no idea where to or what your new job is going to be?”
“Yep, that sounds about right.”
“You’re nuts!” Zac laughed. “Sorry, bro, but I ain’t doin’ shit but sittin’ here on this swing, while I hold onto the girl I love and watch the sunset.” Zac smiled.
“Damn, it Zac! We can’t stay here. Neither of us have a job. We need money to support our wife,” Garret roared.
“I ain’t anyone’s wife yet,” Mary Jane muttered, and Zac chuckled, kissing the top of her head once more. “Not yet is right, baby, but tomorrow is a whole different story.”
“Well, I ain’t gonna be married by proxy. I want a real wedding, with a white dress and the justice of the peace. In addition, flowers. I want a pretty bouquet of wild flowers.”
“And you will get it all, baby, I promise.” Zac laughed.
Mary Jane smiled, getting up from the porch swing. “And if you two think you are marrying me in jeans, you are both out of your ever-lovin’ minds,” she finished, heading back into the cabin.
“I was planning on wearing my new overalls I got last week at Fred’s Department Store. You don’t think she wants us dressed fancy, do ya?”
Garret stared openmouthed at his brother and wanted to strangle him. They were in serious financial trouble. Neither one had a job. Moreover, if Mary Jane was pregnant, they had no way to support her or the baby, and all Zac could think about was what pair of overalls to wear to a wedding! “Zac, I’m serious. We can’t stay here.”
“Calm down, Garret. You worry too much. Besides, I already have a job. I just have to accept it. So take a chill pill, and go grovel to Mary Jane, because I really would like to sleep with our wife on our wedding night.”
“What job?” Garret asked.
“I’m gonna be the new sheriff of Treasure Cove.” Zac grinned.
“No,” Garret whispered.
“Yep! So go beg our future wife for forgiveness, because in two days we head to our new home,” Zac said, patting him on the back before heading to his truck. “And when I get back, I better see a docile woman, Garret. And naked! She better be naked!”
“No,” Garret said softly, watching as his brother drove off. When Zac’s truck disappeared from his sight, Garret looked toward the sky and said, “God, please don’t do this to me. I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll pay penance for the rest of my life, but please don’t make me work with him. I’m begging you, I’ll do anything.”
The screen door opened, and he turned. Mary Jane stood there staring at him, and grinned. “Well, if you’re looking for penance, I remember you saying you would let me whip you with a flogger.”
* * * *
Mary Jane twisted around in front of the mirror, appraising her figure with a critical expression on her face. Younger, she had been a petite girl with shoulder-length blonde hair and creamy pale skin, but what stared back at her was a full-figured woman with ample breasts and longer, darker blonde hair. Now she was older, and as of three hours ago, she was married. She had gotten her wish for the ceremony and worn a pretty white summer dress with handpicked wild flowers from Zac and Garret. They, too, had given in and had each worn a suit and tie. The justice of the peace had told them that their ceremony was hands down the fanciest wedding he had ever performed. He even took a picture to remember.
However, now she was wearing a pinstriped pink-and-white bra, with delicately edged white lace. Complementing it was a matching thong and suspender belt with sheer white lace-topped stockings. She turned and stepped into a soft pink-white dress with little white daises on it, and a pair of four-inch heels completed the look. Mary Jane then ran a brush through her hair and applied a little makeup to her eyes, and gloss so her lips shimmered. Finally, she placed around her neck a thin, white gold chain bearing a little heart-shaped padlock pendant bearing the letters G and Z, which Garret and Zac had given her before the ceremony. In the locket was a picture of each of them. She would cherish it forever.
A soft knock at the door alerted her that she was no longer alone. Turning as the door opened, she smiled as Zac and Garret walked in, still wearing the suits they had married her in.
“Dayum, baby! You look hot!” Zac said, grinning from ear to ear.
“He’s right, Mary Jane, you look hot,” Garret added, coming over to kiss her cheek. “Are you ready to go?”
Mary Jane had never eaten out at a fancy restaurant, and was excited when Garret had decided to spring for reservations at one of the most exclusive places in Nashville. According to him, nothing was too good for his wife and his brother.
“Are you sure I look all right?” she asked, turning around, letting them both see her complete outfit.
“Baby, you look beautiful,” Zac responded, kissing her lips. Smiling up at him, she grabbed her purse and let Zac escort her out of the room.
Dusk was falling and the sunset cast a pleasant glow as they wandered lazily toward the vehicle. Zac paused and pulled her in for a kiss, placing his hand behind her head and holding her still until he had finished, then moved aside, letting Garret have his turn.
The drive from Simple to Nashville was a quiet one. Mary Jane looked out at the rolling landscape as she twirled her wedding rings. She was never going to forget the look on Zac’s face when he’d placed the ring on her finger, or when Garret had dropped to one knee, kissed her hand, and placed his on next. She was legally married to Zac Phelps, but in her heart, she was married to both men, and she loved them dearly.
Zac pulled into the Opryland Hotel parking lot and Mary Jane gaped in awe of the place. Born and raised in Tennessee, she’d not once visited the grand hotel that had housed music legends from Johnny Cash to Waylon Jennings, and tonight she was going to stay in one of the luxurious rooms.
Their hotel room was bright and clean as she made her way into the opulent space. Putting her bag down on the bed, she removed her coat. Zac crossed over to the window and drew the curtains. He switched on a small lamp beside the bed but left the rest of the room in darkness. Mary Jane walked over to kiss him and they embraced for a long moment. Zac looked down at her and spoke softly.
“Are you hungry? Do you want to head down for dinner yet?”
“That would be lovely,” she replied.
The look in Zac’s eyes darkened as he placed a hand on her shoulder, forcing her to kneel on the floor. Mary Jane smiled.
“You’ll be hungry for this then,” Zac said. Mary Jane pressed her face to the crotch of his pants
and inhaled his scent. She rubbed herself along the outline of his erection. Zac opened his fly and allowed his pants to fall down. Mary Jane pulled his black boxers slowly over his cock and dragged them down to his knees. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her in toward him.
Mary Jane licked lazily along the length of his shaft, teasing around the tip. Once his dick was coated in her saliva, she licked her own lips and slid his dick into her mouth. Zac kept his hand in her hair but allowed her to control the depth and pace with which she sucked him. Mary Jane closed her eyes and settled into a rhythm that would fire him up slowly.
“God, baby, I’ve missed your mouth on my cock.” He groaned. Mary Jane merely moaned onto his shaft, eliciting a soft groan from him. Zac started to thrust gently, forcing her to deepen her strokes.
“It’s only been one day, brother. You are acting like it’s been years.” Garret laughed as he lounged on the bed watching.
“It feels like forever,” Zac replied, groaning again as Mary Jane slurped his cock once more and let it slip from her lips.
“I’ve missed your cock, too, Zac.”
“That’s great, baby, because you’re going to be seeing a lot of it, and often.”
After a minute, Zac instructed her to use her hand at the base of his cock and the other to move up to cup and stroke his balls. His thrusts quickened and Mary Jane increased her speed, matching him. She sucked harder, intensifying his pleasure until he gripped her head to hold it still and withdrew until his cockhead was just inside her mouth. His cock pulsed and then spurted hot semen into her mouth, feeding her just as he had promised. She flicked her tongue over the head as he came.
When he was done, Zac withdrew and pulled Mary Jane to her feet. She opened her mouth to show him the load of warm juice she was holding there.
He stared at her with fire in his eyes and ordered, “Swallow.”
Mary Jane closed her mouth, smiled, and drank down his semen, as his hand ran over her throat, feeling it go down. Then his grip tightened and his lips crashed down on hers in a deep, possessive kiss. He choked her as his tongue invaded her mouth, claiming her all over again. By the time he pulled away and released her Mary Jane was left gasping for air.
She knelt again and Zac stepped forward to push his flaccid cock back into her mouth. Mary Jane gently cleaned him of any trace of cum and when she had finished, he moved away and dressed again. Mary Jane wandered into the bathroom and washed her face, reapplying her makeup where necessary. She smoothed her thick, blonde hair from where Zac had been twisting his fist in it. He walked in behind her and she watched his progress in the mirror.
“Ready?”
She turned to him and smiled.
“Ready.”
Together, the three of them walked down to the hotel restaurant. The waiter who greeted them fussed over Mary Jane and showed them to a table in a corner. It was right beside the door that the waiting staff went in and out of the kitchen through. Mary Jane surveyed the half-empty restaurant for a better table. She turned to Garret to suggest that they move elsewhere but he and Zac were already sitting down. She bit her tongue and followed suit. The waiter, a tall man of mixed race, pulled a chair out for her and handed her a menu.
As Zac ordered a bottle of red wine, Garret asked Mary Jane if she had brought all the toys that he had instructed her to. Mary Jane blushed, as they were only feet from the kitchen and from a young server who was balancing a loaded tray on her arm inexpertly. Garret held her gaze, waiting for her to answer to his question.
“Yes, Mas…” Mary Jane caught herself and then continued, “I brought the handcuffs, my collar and leash, a butt plug, some lube, a paddle, and the flogger.”
The waiter reappeared with their wine and Mary Jane was mortified. She sat there uncomfortably while the bottle was opened and Zac tasted the wine. Finally, the waiter poured wine for all of them and departed. Zac smiled at her reassuringly across the table.
“I trust you’re suitably dressed for us under that pretty outfit you’re wearing?”
“Yes,” Mary Jane replied. She half expected Garret to demand a detailed description, but thankfully he changed the subject and started talking about his new job, and how he, and Zac, were going to work things out in Treasure Cove. Slowly, she relaxed.
The waiter returned and they ordered their meals. In due course their food arrived and they managed to progress through the meal like a normal couple. Well, as normal as a woman married to two men could be. Mary Jane talked about moving back to Treasure Cove and seeing all her friends back in Celestial, and she tried not to notice how Garret cringed every time she mentioned the town. The meal went very smoothly, as they had plenty to talk about. The service was very good and Mary Jane hardly noticed the empty plates disappearing. When they had finished, Garret charged the meal to their room and they wandered upstairs. Mary Jane began to get excited. She wondered what her first night as a married woman be like. Would they be sweet and loving or the dominant men she knew them to truly be?
The second they arrived in the room, Garret had her lay all her toys out at the foot of the bed and then told her to strip to her underwear. Mary Jane obeyed, watching Zac as he feasted his eyes on her new lingerie and her slim figure. When she bent to take off her heels both of them stopped her. Garret picked up her collar and fastened her into it. Then he padlocked her into her handcuffs. They were black leather, to match her studded collar, and had a chrome bar connecting them that could be unclipped at will to free her hands.
Zac ordered Mary Jane to kneel on the bed with her hands secured behind her back. He pulled down on the leash fastened to her collar at the back of her neck, forcing her back to arch painfully. With his free hand, he pulled down her bra cups, sucking and nibbling on her nipples.
“You are so fucking sexy, baby. Do you have any idea how much I love you?” Mary Jane moaned as he bit down on a hard nipple.
“I love you too, Zac,” she replied, and instantly Garret slapped her ass, hard. The sting shocked her, as she yelped in pain.
“We’re alone, Mary Jane. What are the rules?” Garret asked.
“Sorry, Master,” she replied softly and then looked at Zac. “I love you too, Master.”
Garret pushed his hand into her thong, pressing a finger into her pussy. She was already very wet from anticipation, and he withdrew his finger and sucked it.
“Is she ready, brother?” Zac asked.
“More than ready, she’s dripping,” Garret replied.
“Are you ready for us, baby? We’ve been easy on you up until now, but God help me, I don’t think I can hold back tonight. So be very sure,” Zac said gruffly.
Mary Jane smiled as he released his hold on her leash and allowed her to straighten her spine. She looked him in the eye and said, “I want you, both of you. You are my husbands and my Masters. You know you can use me however you please.”
Garret smiled at her reply and kissed her, letting her taste her juices.
“You exist to do anything we command, correct?” Zac asked.
“Yes, Master.”
Zac picked up the blindfold and placed it over her eyes, checking to ensure she could see nothing.
“Let’s claim our wife, brother,” Zac said. The next thing she knew, one of them was moving her bra up over her breasts again and Zac told her to present herself. Arching her back and keeping her legs spread, she did so immediately.
Mary Jane heard one of them move away. Next, music filled the room.
Time passed, but she wasn’t sure how much time it was. She couldn’t hear what either of them was doing, for the music drowned out all other noise. What felt like a few minutes later, one of them returned, and she could hear the rattle of ice cubes in a glass. One of them crossed to the bed and picked up her leash.
“I think your dinner should have settled, and you must need a change of position now,” she clearly heard Zac say, as he guided her across the room and unclipped her handcuffs. He had her get on all fours on the floor. She heard h
im move away. Then her head was pulled up by the hair. One of them placed a cold glass to her lips and she drank a delicious red wine. Pulling the glass away, Garret ordered her to her feet.
“Very good, baby,” Zac whispered, as he pulled her chain, walking her around the room. “Up on the bed, baby.” Mary Jane crawled onto the bed and arranged herself on all fours, her back arched and ass in the air, waiting for their next set of instructions.
She heard her toys being moved around and then one of them pulled her thong down. Without a warning, a lubricated butt plug was shoved into her completely unprepared asshole. She gasped and squirmed as her thong was put back into place. Zac gripped her chin in her hands, growling into the side of her face and said, “No squirming, baby. You will behave or there will be consequences.”
“Yes, Master. I’m sorry,” Mary Jane said, and stayed still. She felt her ass adjusting to the butt plug, molding around it and drawing it in. She was starting to get wet again. She was pulled her up onto her knees by her leash, as the cuffs were fastened behind her back again. Mary Jane’s mind spun as she wondered what they had planned for her.
Just at that moment, there was a knock at the door. Garret must have ordered some room service, maybe some champagne with ice? Mary Jane listened intently. Mary Jane’s breathing quickened at the thought of being exposed like this when Zac’s voice cut into her fevered thoughts. “Don’t worry, baby, we would never allow anyone to see you like this.”
“Thank you, Master.” Then he was gone. Alone on the bed with her own thoughts, she wondered what Garret had ordered. Would it be something sweet and smooth like chocolate, or tangy and tart like fruit? However, she stopped thinking when she heard one of them approach her, but she wasn’t sure which. She was trembling with the effort of being obedient and staying still. A hand slipped from her cheek, down over her breasts, and into her thong. It cupped her pussy, feeling her moist heat. His scent was different. This was not Zac. Mary Jane stayed perfectly still, knowing it was Garret.
“I could fuck this forever. Such a pretty pussy, all soaking wet already.” Mary Jane bristled inside at being referred to as “this.” It was deliciously humiliating though. With Garret, she was literally nothing more than so many orifices, yet he was gentle but rough. She knew he treasured her and would never hurt her. So she let it slide.
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