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  She spun around to face Austin, her mouth open in shock. But she didn't say anything. After a few moments, she just nodded. Barely a nod. Ashamed, more than likely, at someone knowing so well what she desired. Austin just nodded back, then glanced at the little bulb playing at her hole and she swung her gaze back to look at it.

  From where I was, I could just make out the curve of her breast as it swept down towards the bed and ended in a tightly stiffened nipple. Letting my hands off her ass a little bit, I gave her a bit of play. So she could move the way she wanted, the way that turned her on, and watch what the bulb did. Fuck that made me hot. When she started squirming, moving this way and that, well it was almost more than I could take.

  Another trickle of cum spilled into her and I hoped that whatever the doctor had put into that vial would act quick because I had something for her I couldn't hold in much longer.

  She moved again. This time bucked her hips a bit so her ass bounced up into the air. Her eyes shone in delight at watching herself move. Like a pony dancing in the field for the first time. She bounced her ass like that again and made me grunt. The sound made her happy, I could tell because she looked up at me as soon as she'd heard it, then made the same motion again.

  "Oh fuck..." I managed to mutter through clenched teeth as she bounced her ass slowly up and down in rhythm with my thrusts which were getting hard and harder. I pushed my stiff pole as deep into her as I could go and her mouth opened a little as I came up to her end again but she just looked back up at me with those big eyes and I swear she was about to smile. This little filly wanted to please, she just didn't know it yet. "Ah...agh!"

  Thick ropes of hot seed spewed from the end of my cock and coated the inside of her. She kept bouncing, kept moving that big, beautiful ass up and down, but now instead of staring at me she was looking past the bulb in her rear. What she really wanted was to see what was happening down there. What I was doing to her, what it looked like and what her hot little pussy looked like coated in seed.

  I hadn't released in some time and I just felt the load blasting into her start to come back around my cock, squeezing out the tight spots between my flesh and hers. A few more thrusts, a few more bounces of her ass and I felt the end of my pleasure as I started to soften. "You want to see what a man's seed looks like inside you?"

  She nodded, eager and hot to see what my gift looked like spilling from her middle. I eased her down on one side but kept myself in so she could she could enjoy the whole sight of me spilling out. I couldn't roll her on her back, for the plug in her ass, so I just coaxed her down on her side and made her lift a leg. When I pulled myself out, it seemed as if the whole hot, white load came out at once.

  "Oh..." she whispered, watching first the gush then the trickle of white coming out of her stretched pussy. I liked that she liked it. I put a finger on her nub, making sure to not block her view and she glanced up for just a second before looking back down at herself. It only took a few rubs, what with the sight of come leaking out of her, until I watched that tight pussy squeezing the rest of what I'd given her out and until she was wailing from another orgasm.

  She'd be good and ready for Austin when his turn came, that much was certain.

  Chapter 11: First training

  Grace

  The sight of a man's seed pouring out of me made me just as scared as it did excited. I felt the climax thunder through me almost just at the sight of it. Cole's hand at my center, running the same slow, tight circles his tongue had just pushed me over the edge.

  It was like I wasn't in my own body, hearing myself scream like that. I heard the echo bounce back off the hills and I wondered if anyone else had heard. Had I woken Rebecca with my shriek? But now that it was out, now that my wail had touched the mountains the same way the two cowboys had touched me, I found myself in the strange position of no longer caring. I'd been a modest woman my whole life, maybe a tomboy even. But now, with their hands on me and their thick cocks swaying about my middle I wanted nothing more than to be their wanton little whore.

  Austin's fingers touched my chin again and I looked up to see him towering over me, his cock just as flexed as it had been before my orgasm, maybe now even more so. I looked at the thing closely for the second time that evening. Stiff as it was, I could barely believe that something so large could ever fit inside me. But he did not seem eager to put it between my legs, as Cole had done. Moving my face closer to his meat, he tipped my jaw open with his fingers and made me slowly slide my mouth down the length of his massive shaft.

  The thing felt like heaven on my tongue. Rippled with veins, throbbing as it slid into my mouth I couldn't help but reach a hand up to his hilt and wrap my fingers around him, bracing myself. The swift slap of a palm on my ass made me pull back, pull off him and yell out in pain. I looked up at Cole, glaring at him for the unexpected discipline.

  "You'll learn to hold a position soon enough," Cole said quietly from behind me. Hold a position? What was he talking about? Everything had felt so good until just right then.

  "Position?!? Don't you go smacking my behind whenever you feel like! You boys are lucky enough to..."

  But I didn't get much more out than that. Cole's hot palm started crashing down on my round ass cheek, each smack sending a wave of stinging hot pain through me. "Stop it! Stop that!" I called out, looking back to see the round of my rear getting redder and redder beneath his hand. But Cole could probably barely hear me over the sound of the spanking he was giving me. There was some part of me certainly, that wanted to call out to him again. That wanted to beg him to stop. But some other instinct then took over. Something from deep inside me that I couldn't yet describe. Instead of trying to tear myself away from him, my back arched in such a way that revealed even more of my tender ass for him swat.

  He saw it too, I'm sure he did. Because in that same moment he switched cheeks and his hand travelled further south and towards my core. I couldn't help the moan that breezed past my lips. I couldn't help the wetness that was pooling now between my legs. I couldn't help the sweet scent of myself filling the room. And though I knew these two cowboys to be my husband's a certain shame came over me at the thought that they now knew me in such an intimate way.

  As soon as the spanking stopped, I moaned again. Partially in relief that my punishment was over. But now that it had ended, I did miss the feeling of his palm landing so close to my middle.

  "She's soaked." Cole said simply, looking at Austin. Austin stepped around me and put his rough hand between my legs, up against my sex. I grunted at the jarring intrusion, but as soon as the shock of it was over, I felt the weight of my body sinking onto his palm.

  "That she is," Austin rumbled. "She'll make the perfect pet then."

  Pet? What on earth where they talking about? But I didn't have much time to ask myself the question. Austin pushed two fingers into me, leaving the other two on my outer lips, as if her were framing it.

  "Ungh..." I uttered. A guttural sound, but I couldn't help it. With his two middle fingers inside me searching for my softest spot, I felt his thumb move slowly up my slit, collecting juices as it went. "Oh..." I groaned, unable to contain my excitement. By the time he'd run the thumb all the way up my soft, wet flesh, it was dripping. But he didn't stop there. He continued on and on until the tip of his thick digit found the opening of my rear hole.

  I tensed at once and my mouth and eyes shot suddenly open at the strange new sensation.

  "Shhh..." one of the cowboys said and I soon felt a hand on the small of my back. Then another on my shoulder. Then Cole's massive frame stepped in front of me, his manhood rising again. I had no choice. The two giant men on either end of me had me in their grip and it was clear that whatever they would have me do, well I wouldn't have much choice in the matter. But the very thought, the very though of it that they could do with me as they pleased now that I was their bride made me wetter still. The familiar tickling ache started again in my middle and I resigned myself to leave my body in thei
r hands.

  His fingers found the spot. I moaned again and my thighs quaked as he pressed inside me in the same place, checking that he'd been right. My body shook again and his fingers started repeating the same gentle motion. I heard the sound of him moving inside me, betrayed by the wetness that slopped and slapped each time he moved his hand. Wave after wave of pleasure rushed through my body as I felt another explosive climax begin to build inside me.

  Then, softly but firmly, I felt that thumb begin to run tiny circles around my rear entrance where it had been perched. Another groan. This time I felt my body's confusion. Was he really going to put that thing inside me? I didn't have time to answer the question. As soon as I felt another shiver of pleasure race through me caused by his insistent fingering, the thick muscled thumb at my rear began to press at me, spreading my tight ring.

  I gasped and whimpered and tried to look back but Cole held me firmly, as if I were a horse being made to endure some grooming that I found uncomfortable. I felt the thumb begin to slide into me but my body resisted, closing my tight back opening.

  "I...I can't..." I whimpered, looking up at Cole with a pleading expression on my face. Unexpectedly, he knelt down before me and before I knew what was happening, placed his lips on mine. His strong tongue pushed into my mouth, searching for my own. I melted immediately from the heat of his kiss. More liquid began seeping from me and the entrance Austin had been trying to penetrate opened for him instantly.

  "That's a good girl," Austin whispered as I felt his thumb enter me to the hilt. Cole kept me mesmerized as our tongues danced together from my mouth to his, and Austin's hand lapped at my sopping hole. I couldn't stand it for very long. Long hot lashes of pleasure bolted through me making me shiver and buck between the two men. The tightness caused by the thumb inside me only served to exacerbate these feelings and I began to shake in the two men's hands.

  "There we go," Austin whispered behind me, his thumb starting to work in and out of my hole more quickly now. In fact, I could not resist as I started to rock my body back and forth against his hand, causing him to go as deeply inside me as I could have ever imagined.

  "Oh!" I moaned, releasing Cole's mouth as the climax built inside me again, "Oh please..."

  Cole's hands found their way under me and onto my swaying breasts. The warmth of his palms on me was just another sensation that sent me careening towards the edge of my climax. But as he caressed my mounds, his fingers drifted down them until finally he found my nipples, stiff with excitement.

  Behind me, the pressure of Austin's hand on the small of my back had increased, steadying me against the thrusting of his hand. Now, there was no other way to describe what he was doing to me but to say that he was giving me a thorough fucking. The moment approached. Austin pumping into me from behind, the wet heat of my pussy juices causing his hand to slap against me. Cole's fingers tightened around my nipples. "Oh...oh please!" I shrieked as I felt myself teetering on the edge of my ecstasy.

  Cole's fingers tightened, like clamps closing around my stiff buds and I shrieked from the painful pleasure. As I heard the sound of my own voice bouncing around the room and out the window once again my body fell out of my own control as I careened into a second blissful darkness, my cunt now squeezing, squeezing, squeezing around Austin's fingers as he fucked and fucked and fucked me with his stiff hand...

  Chapter 12: Examined

  It was the smell of coffee that I remember next. Right before the beam of sunlight came through the tiny crack in the window shutter and made me hide my face in my pillow. Then the sound of more voices outside. Both the sound and the smell made me sit bolt upright, which made me realize that I was completely nude.

  I began looking around frantically as the voices started to come closer. I heard the door to the house open and the voices come inside. Where were my clothes?!? I bolted from the bed and ran to the dresser, hiding my nudity with my arms from no on in particular. My eyes went wide as I threw open the dresser drawers. All of the clothes from inside them had been removed. I slammed the top drawer shut and opened the next one. Nothing there either! Someone had taken every last stitch of clothing I had!

  Then it hit me. Of course they had. I'd been robbed not more than two days ago. But that still didn't explain why the clothes I'd been wearing yesterday weren't anywhere to be...

  I didn't have time to finish the thought. The door to the bedroom swung open, causing me to make a run for it back to the bed and dive beneath the covers. I cowered, my head hidden under the pillow, all the while listening for how many sets of footsteps I could make out. There were too many to count, the sound of boots and spurs all jumbled together until finally they stopped and I sensed there were many more people in the room than had been last night.

  "I reckon she's a bit shy," I heard Austin say, in his low drawl. "Come on now Gracey, don't make us come get you." The sound of gentle chuckles followed his threat. I felt my blood boiling. How dare he bring strangers into my house?!? Into my bedroom, when I wasn't even dressed! I didn't have much more time to think about it, because the next thing I felt was a swift yank on the covers, then the cool air of the room on my skin. I shrieked and scrambled to try and hide behind the small pillow I'd been sleeping on, though I knew that whoever was there had already had an eyeful of me. After I'd managed to cover myself, I looked up and felt the blood drain from my face.

  Standing there in front of me were Austin, Cole with the Doc by their side! The men all seemed calm though, with somewhat pleased expressions on their faces. Of course they were pleased! They were getting an eyeful of me first thing in the morning!

  "Now Gracey," Austin said, stepping over to one side of the bed. "We've come to explain some things. The doc was kind enough to stop by and lend a hand in setting getting you trained."

  Why were they always talking about training? I wasn't about to be 'trained' by anyone, and I'd already been humiliated enough in front of the Doc.

  "Get out of my house!" I screamed at them, pointing a finger towards the door. Austin's expression darkened.

  "Gracey, you'll behave yourself in front of the Doc, or I'm going to have to put you over my knee again. I've no trouble spanking you in front of the Doc. Now don't test me." He spoke the words calmly but there was no question what he'd do if I didn't obey. But I'd never been good at holding my temper, not when it had gotten this far. Without thinking, I gripped the pillow I was covering myself with in one hand and flung it across the room at the three of them.

  Austin caught the thing easily and put it gently down at the foot of the bed. I knew I'd gone too far. Now not only did I not have a single stitch of clothing or fabric covering my naked body, but Austin stepped towards me and grabbed my wrist that very instant.

  I wanted to fight resist his grip, show the men staring at me that my will was still strong. But there was something inside me was much stronger than that. Austin was about to discipline me, to spank my behind right in front of the Doc. He sat down on the bed and swung me over his knee. I wriggled a bit in some small protest, but what surprised even me was that my body was ready for it. Ready for the full weight of his hand on the soft flesh of my rear. In fact, I'd already started to pool between the legs at just the thought of it.

  The first smack landed on the round curve of my bare ass and I winced, trying not to let the pleasure of it show on my face. He took his time between them, letting the heat rush to the surface of my skin before sending his palm crashing down on me again. I looked up to see the three men, Cole, and the Doc looking down at my nude body. With each slap, my tits bounced back and forth and before too long the nipples were stiff and I could feel the wetness now dripping from me. Three more smacks on one cheek, then another five on the other, just as slow. When he was finally finished, he wasn't even breathing heavy.

  "Well you've certainly brought her a long way already," the Doc began, putting his black bag down on the floor. "But I must say, I don't know how effective that punishment will be."

  Cole
turned his head to look at the Doc, the only change I'd seen in his expression since I'd met him.

  "Ain't that how you discipline a woman?" he asked slowly. Austin turned so he could see the Doc, but kept me on his knee, his hand petting my reddened ass and occasionally grazing the lips of my womanhood, causing me to focus only on that sensation and making me even wetter than I already was.

  "It is for most," the Doc said, turning to Cole, "but I think you can smell her excitement as well as I can."

  Cole nodded and my face flushed with embarrassment at the fact that these men were talking about my bodily reactions in such a way.

  "With her taking that kind of pleasure from it, there's not much chance of her learning anything from it."

  I felt Austin's hand round the curve of my ass and touch in between my legs where the wetness was pooling.

  "Alright, well I've got quite a few rounds to make today," the Doc chimed in, "if we're going to get her training going, it better be quick."

  The words jolted me back into the room and I couldn't believe that now Doc was talking about my training. But there wasn't much time to ponder anything. Before I knew what was happening, Austin had me back on the bed, on my stomach this time. He felt me trying to push myself up, to free myself of his grip because his hand descended quickly down between my legs and started petting me there again. I melted back onto the sheets, my eyes drifting shut as more pleasure washed over me.