Macie struggled against her bindings until she felt a sharp slap on her ass. She screamed into her gag as the painful assault continued. Andrew was obviously not finished with her. With each slap, the plug inside her shifted, bringing her ever so slightly closer to orgasm. Quickly her ass turned from its usual pale pink to a bright burning red. The pain and heat radiating from her punished behind was intense.
Sliding the panties off her vulnerable ass, Andrew chuckled. “Matthew, look. Isn’t that a pretty sight?”
Macie’s face heated. She wasn’t sure why she chose this moment to become embarrassed. Maybe it was the way they were talking about her as if she wasn’t even there. On the other hand, maybe it was the fact that until this point, she hadn’t been in this position in weeks. It wasn’t just work that had gotten in between them.
“Damn, Andy, which one did you use?”
“The large one.”
“My dick is still bigger.”
“So is your ego, I see,” Andrew sighed.
She felt a tug and the slow slide of the only thing protecting her hole being removed. She was cold and empty like a cave during the winter. It didn’t last long as the tip of Matthew’s cock pressed against her entrance. The tormentor in her pussy kept her on edge, looking for every bit of pleasure she could get to push her. The spanking, while painful, greatly added to her need for orgasm.
Matthew continued to press his rock-hard cock into her ass. He was definitely bigger than the butt plug and much bigger than the finger Andrew had previously fucked her with. She tried to relax and let him penetrate her, knowing that tensing up would only make it worse.
Macie’s ass stretched wider than she ever thought possible. It was as if he was trying to cram the entire world into her. The gag still stuffed in her mouth muffled her moans, half from pleasure and half from pain. She could feel every inch as it slid deeper into her. He definitely felt bigger than the plug.
Not wanting to miss out on the fun, Andrew removed the gag from Macie’s mouth and pressed his cock against her lips. Macie refused to open her mouth. No matter how desperately she wanted this deep down, on the surface she could not bring herself to go along with it. Andrew didn’t wait long before he took measures into his own hands. Grabbing both nipples in his fingers, he applied a vise grip, prompting a scream out of her. Macie only got out half her scream before she was gagged by Andrew’s cock hitting the back of her throat.
Very aggressively, he thrust in and out of her mouth. His cock easily reached the back of her throat without being inserted completely. Macie had deep throated Andrew before and knew how he liked it, fast, aggressive, and ferocious. Insistently fucked from both ends, she half expected their giant cocks to meet in the middle.
For ten minutes, she was in heaven. A weird twisted heaven, but heaven nonetheless. Every hole filled by an instrument of pleasure. The vibrator in her pussy teased her with the possibility of orgasm but was never strong enough to allow her the satisfaction. She didn’t want the pleasure to stop, but she couldn’t stand the denial of orgasm anymore. Deciding the best way for relief was to make the men finish, she began to tighten her lips around Andrew. Her tongue stroked the underside of the massive cock, only stopping to circle the tip a few times. Macie used every trick she could think of, but she could not make him finish.
Eventually the man pulled his cock from her mouth and replaced it with the ball gag. Never had Macie been so happy to be gagged. Her mouth was held open wide but at least there wasn’t a cock sliding down the back of her throat.
“Help me string her back up. Macie is trying to take over,” Andrew said, untying her hands from the leg of the chair. Removing his monster from her ass, Matthew helped her stand up. The new vertical position combined with her high state of arousal allowed the vibrator to fall from her pussy. It landed with a thud on the hardwood floor, continuing to vibrate. Her juices flowed down her leg as for the first time in hours she truly felt relief.
Her men dragged her back to where they had bound her and retied her hands to the support beam. Relieved, Macie purred when she felt a cock poking at each of her holes. Andrew grabbed her thighs and lifted her into the air. Her legs spread, inviting them into her holes. Slowly, almost gently, his hard cock slid into her dripping wet pussy, instantly filling her and stretching her more than ever before. The cock in her ass was not so gentle. Already wide open from being previously fucked, Matthew’s cock penetrated easily and began to thrust deep into her. Matthew vigorously pounded her. He reached his strong, rough hands around her and grabbed at her breasts. The massaging of her soft breasts sent waves of pleasure though her body, almost lulling her into a relaxed state of pleasure. Every time she would begin to fade out, he would pinch and twist her nipples and immediately pull her back to reality.
The cock in her pussy slid back and forth, each time going a little deeper and a little faster. Eventually Andrew matched the pace of his brother, and together they hammered into her. The sensations of the giant objects fucking her in unison quickly brought Macie to the edge of orgasm. Her mind raced as she drifted off into a fantasy world that even the pinching of her nipples couldn’t bring her back from. She loved these men. She knew they were strong and well endowed, and they loved her, too.
Bubbling like a pot of water ready to boil over, she knew there was no stopping her orgasm. Letting out a loud moan, she clenched around their cocks. Every muscle in her body became tense as waves of pleasure overtook her. Her men continued to pump into her as first one cock came into her and then the other. Her tensing muscles milked every drop out of the men as they all three orgasmed. It was too much for Macie. She drifted into darkness as she passed out from the pleasure, knowing that her men knew what was best for her.
Chapter Seven
Tuesday, December 24th, Christmas Eve
“Molly!” Daniel shouted as he walked through the house looking for his runaway recruit. “Look here, soldier, if you don’t present yourself right now, a court martial will ensue immediately, young lady, and no amount of pleading is going to sway the jury in your favor.”
Daniel had offered to stay at home with Molly while Micah and Kelly went over to the Hicks Ranch to help set up for the upcoming festivities. Though he wasn’t thrilled with being around most of the townsfolk, he was slowly getting used to being back in the world of the living. He still had his moments of perpetual fear, which were diminishing with his wife’s help, but he knew those thoughts would always be there.
Some things would never be erased from his memory.
His life had changed so much in the last year. Gone were the lonely nights where nightmares ensued, only to be replaced with love and laughter. Daniel was making his way back to the land of the living, thanks to his angel and a devious little soldier who had weaseled her way into his heart.
Now, if he could only find her.
“Come on Molly-pop. We gotta finish before Momma gets back,” he pleaded, standing in the living room.
“You promise not to court-martial me?” the soft, angelic voice said. Turning toward the couch, Daniel grinned. Stealthily, he moved toward his mission. His objective was to acquire the subject and tickle her into submission. All he had to do was get his hands on the wily critter.
His objective was in sight. Huddled behind the couch, she crouched down, her little hand over her mouth to stop herself from giggling. His heart burst, looking at her. She was the best, unexpected blessing in his life, and he adored her.
“Gotcha!” he shouted as he grabbed for her. Her squeals of laughter filled the large quiet house, and it was music to his ears. Tickling her, she giggled loudly, hugging his neck hard.
“I give, I give!” She laughed.
“All right then.” Daniel smiled, placing her on his hip. Holding her close, he headed back into the kitchen.
“You’re not gonna court martial me, are ya?”
“No, Molly-pop, not the day before Christmas. Besides, what would Santa say if he found you in the brig?” he asked, pl
acing her on the counter.
“He would probably give my presents to the elves.”
Daniel chuckled. “Yeah, he probably would. All right, little soldier, we have three more dozen more to make. Now, I don’t know about you, but we don’t want the general mad at us if we don’t finish. So, let’s lace up our boots and finish this mission.”
“All right.” She smiled.
The timer went off, and Daniel grabbed the hot pads. Opening the oven, he removed the chocolate chip cookies that had been baking, and placed another cookie sheet in its place. Removing the hot cookies, he placed them on a cooling rack. He was busy scooping out another twelve cookies when he saw Molly dig something out of her back pocket.
“Whatcha got there, soldier?” he asked.
“Uncle Daniel. Could you mail this for me?” she asked, handing him a card. Daniel took the card and opened it. There weren’t many things in this world that pulled at his heartstrings. Nevertheless, looking at what Molly handed him had him tearing up.
“I made it last night,” she informed him. “Do you think they will like it?”
This amazing little girl had the biggest heart in the world. He thanked god for letting him be a part of her life every day. He was a better man because of her.
Wiping a tear from his eye, he looked at her and said, “Molly, they will love it.”
Picking her up, he carried her into the den, where he and Micah worked. Sitting at his desk, he opened the side drawer and grabbed a stamp and an envelope. He licked the stamp, applied it to the envelope, and placed the card inside, trying not to disturb the glitter glue and lollypop attached. Then he wrote out the address and sealed the envelope.
Looking at the clock, he said, “I bet if we hurry, we can catch the mailman before he gets here.”
“Okay!” she shouted, jumping down from his lap, running for the front door.
“Coat, soldier. It’s cold outside.”
Standing in snow, Daniel surveyed his surroundings. A habit he knew would always be with him, it was just like breathing. He loved living in Treasure Cove. There were times when he missed the heat from his home in Texas, but the quiet solitude of Montana was where is heart was. He couldn’t imagine a better life for himself.
The snow had started to softly flow when the mail carrier made his way up the drive.
“He’s here!” Molly cried happily, jumping up and down.
“Hold on, Molly. Wait until he comes to a stop,” Daniel advised, holding her hand. The moment the mail carrier’s vehicle came to a complete stop, Molly took off running.
“Mr. Butler! Mr. Butler, I have a letter. Can you mail it?” Molly shouted, eager for the man to take her letter.
“Well, Merry Christmas to you, Ms. Molly. It would be my pleasure to mail your letter,” he said, taking it from her. Daniel knew the instant he read the address. Mr. Butler looked up at him, the man’s eyes glassy with unshed tears. Daniel had known that Mr. Butler was a retired Vietnam veteran, who at times used Kelly’s office to talk things out. He was a good man, just trying to live his life with the same nightmares as Daniel.
“Molly, this is a very special letter. Would you mind if I place a special sticker on it?” Mr. Butler asked, his voice hitching.
Molly gasped, “Really? Is it a very special letter?”
“Oh yes, little lady. This letter is so special, it even goes into a special bag,” he said.
“Wow,” she whispered.
Daniel and Molly didn’t say a word as Mr. Butler placed a Letter’s for Soldiers sticker on the envelope and placed the envelope in an armed service bag. Daniel knew that bag would be delivered to the United States Postal Office and rushed to the nearest military post, where it would then be shipped overnight to some foreign place, where a soldier, sailor, marine, or airman would get a Christmas card from home. Daniel couldn’t remember how many times he was deployed during the holidays, wishing for anything from home. There were so many single military members in service, some without families, and the thought of Molly’s letter in his or her hands, just a little peace from home to warm their hearts, had him tearing up again.
“The amount of love in a child’s heart is precious, isn’t it, Daniel? Never forget that,” Mr. Butler said sadly.
“I won’t,” Daniel replied.
“Thank you for your service, Corporal.” Mr. Butler saluted.
“Thank you for yours, Gunny.” Daniel returned the salute.
“And Merry Christmas to all the soldiers!” Molly saluted.
Daniel and Mr. Butler laughed and returned her salute.
“Well, folks, I better get going. I’ve gotta get this special letter mailed. Y’all have a Merry Christmas,” Mr. Butler said, pulling out of the drive.
Daniel picked up Molly, hugging her close to him as he walked her back into the house.
* * * *
There were too many people in her house. Janie didn’t understand what was going on, and when she asked, she was told not to worry about anything, that everything would all be taken care of in time.
What would be taken care of in time?
She hated not knowing anything. As it was right now, there were five ranch hands in her house, taking orders from Maria, who was dishing them out faster than a short-order cook. Then there was Jeff and Caleb who were running around like lost puppies wondering where their little yellow ball went off to, and finally, Macie was in her kitchen, along with Annie, Kelly, and Micah. What they were doing, she didn’t know, only that Macie plopped Colin and Trace before her and told her to watch them. Uh, yeah, as if she could chase after two six-month-old babies who were crawling faster than jackrabbits.
With so much going on, she had already missed the first call from Charlotte and worried why she hadn’t called back. Janie tried to get a hold of her, but apparently, even Charlie was busy.
“Baby, where do you want the tree?” Caleb asked, coming in from the kitchen.
“What tree?”
“The Christmas tree I cut down this morning,” he replied as if she should have already known the answer.
“I thought we weren’t putting up a tree this year.”
“Well, Jeff said to cut one down, and that’s what I did.”
“Then go ask Jeff!” she shouted at him and immediately regretted it. The house quieted, and for one split second, she felt like screaming at the top of her lungs. It wasn’t Caleb’s fault she was hog-tied to the couch. It wasn’t anyone’s fault really. It was just life.
“Janie?” Kelly said softly, coming out of the kitchen to sit by her. Picking up one of Macie’s runaways, Kelly plopped the small boy on her lap. “How are you doing, sweetie?”
“I’m confined to the couch or to the bed. I can’t visit with my guests. There are men in my house doing things I know nothing about. My husbands are being secretive, and what in the world is Macie doing in my kitchen?”
“It’s going to be all right, Janie. Why don’t we just take a deep calming breath?” Kelly advised in that irritatingly soothing voice of hers. Janie had always been a true pacifist. She didn’t like rocking the boat, hell, any boat for that matter, but enough was enough.
“Kelly, you can take that breath and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.”
A dish clanked on the floor, someone gasped, and Jeff bumped into Caleb. The room instantly filled with laughter.
“Pay up, Annie! I knew she couldn’t be sweet forever.” Macie cackled from somewhere in the kitchen as Annie cursed. “Who knew she had it in her?”
“I’ve always known,” Jeff said clearly, looking at her with love in his eyes. Caleb, who stood beside him, gave her two thumbs up.
Just then, the chimes on her laptop alerted her. Grabbing the mini-laptop that Charlotte had given her, she was just about to click the screen when Jeff scooped her up into his arms. “How about you take that somewhere more private?”
Nodding, she really wasn’t in the mood to argue. Besides, it looked as if nobody in her home was going to tell her
what was going on anyway.
* * * *
After Jeff tucked her into bed, he placed the lap tray near her so she wouldn’t have to hold the computer. Quickly kissing her forehead, he left her alone to talk with her sister. He shut the door to give her privacy.
He had just reentered the living room when Kelly approached him. She looked upset, and though Jeff loved his wife to death, next to Janie, he hated seeing Kelly this way. She was one of the sweetest women in his life with a huge heart.
“Jeff, I am sorry I upset her. I was just trying to help,” she said.
Smiling at his cousin, he hugged her and replied, “She knows. She just can’t stand being cooped up.”
“Are you sure she is going to want all of us in her house? She doesn’t seem receptive to what is going on,” she asked.
“That’s because she doesn’t know. It’s a surprise.”
“Oh!”
Giving her another quick hug, Jeff left Kelly to her own devices and helped Caleb and Micah set up the Christmas tree. He had to give his brother credit. When he told Caleb to go cut down a big full tree, he didn’t expect his brother to cut down a monster tree. Just by looking at the thing, Jeff knew they were going to have to cut off a good two feet off the bottom, maybe more. Shaking his head, he just laughed it off and went to get his handsaw.
Forty-five minutes later, the tree was up. It was massive. At one point, Jeff literally thought of shoving the large tree up Caleb’s ass. What was he thinking by cutting down something so big? Nevertheless, after some alterations and trimming, Jeff stood back and admired his work. The tree was perfect. Now, all that was left to do was to decorate it and get the house finished.
Maria and the ranch hands had all the rooms cleaned and ready for their overnight guests. Macie had most of the simple baking down, and she informed him that Tomas had the two turkeys, three hams, and the pig already prepared and ready to roast. All the other girls were responsible for the desserts, which would range from cookies and cakes to pies, and Charlotte was bringing the water.
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