Dominating Devney (Montana Maiden Series Book 3) (7 page)

"Stop," Mr. Bridger said, his voice loud and authoritative. "Who did that to you?"

"My...my father."

A tick pulsed at his temple.

"Jenkins?"

"No. He never touched me."

He relaxed imperceptibly. "Let's be very clear about this, Devney. I will not beat you. No one is going to hurt you. Ever."

"But you spanked me!" I yelled.

Mr. Bridger folded his arms over his broad chest, calm and collected. "Yes, and did it hurt?"

His question gave me pause. "Not...not really."

"Exactly." He nodded. "You will be spanked, of that I have no doubt, but it is nothing...nothing... like what I can imagine your father did to you. Now take a deep breath. Good. Another. Good girl. Now lean over the chair. Obey."

I looked at him, uncertain, but a little calmer. His vehemence led me to consider him truthful. Leaning forward, I bent my body over the chair, placing my hands on the hard seat.

"Doc, the ties, please."

"What?" I gasped, pushing off to stand back up. Ties?

Mr. Bridger's hand went up and down my back in a soothing gesture, lowering me once again. "Baby, no one's going to hurt you." He repeated. "I promise. Now, Doc is going to tie your wrists to the chair so you stay still. I'm going to go to the mercantile and get you your clothes."

Doc knelt down in front of me and carefully tied my wrists to the legs of the chair.

"Why? Why do I have to be like this?"

"Because you were panicking and you have to learn to submit. You will be alone with Doc and McKenzie. Yes, they will see your pussy and ass," Mr. Bridger continued. "They will see the plug peeking out. They will see my seed on your thighs. They will see your breasts hanging down. They will see everything because I allow it. Know that even though I'm not in the room, I possess your body. You are mine. I can display you for others any way I wish and you have no choice. So give in, Devney. Accept it. Feel pride that I want to show how beautiful my wife is. Feel pride in the way others are enjoying what you are offering."

"Mr. Bridger--"

He cut off any of my arguments as he continued to run his big hand up and down my back, softly, reverently. "You've been such a good girl, Devney, so I think you deserve a reward. Doc, I need a dildo to put in her pussy."

So much was happening so fast. I couldn't keep pace with my husband. I was bent over a wooden chair, my hands tied so I couldn't move. The restraints were snug, but not tight. My ass was thrust high in the air so that I was on complete display. My feet were on the floor so I wasn't uncomfortable, just remarkably awkward. There was no way I could hide. There was nothing I could do. I could only give in and accept what Mr. Bridger wanted.

"Here," Doctor Graham said, just before I felt something cool and hard sliding into my pussy. It was wide and--

"Oh!" I cried out. It was so big, like Mr. Bridger's cock. I was so full, the plug in my ass made the space tight. I squirmed my hips, but couldn't move. "Oh my," I gasped, my inner muscles clenching down on the object filling me. Arousal coursed through me, the pleasure building each time I squeezed the dildo.

"She came without her clit being touched when you fucked her," Doctor Graham commented. "Perhaps with nothing else to distract her, she can come again."

Again? Feel the same indescribable pleasure once more? I didn't think it would be possible, but the way I was filled, the way my body tingled and my pussy throbbed, it might happen. I just needed to concentrate on that thing...that dildo in my pussy. If I clenched my ass--oh!

Sam

I watched as Devney's pussy and ass clenched down on the dildo and plug. Each time she did so a little sigh escaped her lips. I loved seeing her like this, bound and concentrating solely on coming. I glanced at Doc, who nodded his head. McKenzie just raised an eyebrow and left the room, heading to the kitchen.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, baby. Doctor Graham will be right here to keep you safe." I glanced at my friend. "Let me know if she comes."

I hastily went to the mercantile and with the help of Mrs. Carter, had several blouses, corsets and skirts folded and wrapped in twine for my new wife. I was gone less than fifteen minutes. When I returned, I placed the parcel on the table as I looked at Devney. Her back was coated in sweat. Her head hung down, her hair touching the floor. She was panting and murmuring to herself.

"She hasn't come yet," Doc said. He sat in the other chair, legs stretched out in front of him, just watching, making sure she stayed safe.

I squatted down by her head. "Oh, baby, do you want to come?"

She turned her head to me, her face flushed from being upside down, her hair damp at her temples. Tears filled her eyes. "I can't!" she cried. "I want to, but I just...oh god. I don't know what to do."

I wiped her hair back from her face. "I do. Oh, baby, you couldn't come because I wasn't here. Don't you see? You can't come without me. Your body knows I give it its pleasure. Now, I want you to clench down on that dildo. Think of it as my cock. So big, filling your tight pussy up so there's no space left."

My voice was soft, all but whispering in her ear. She moaned as she did as I told. I could pull out the dildo and fuck her, but she wouldn't learn this lesson, that I dominated her in every way.

"That's it. Now think about that plug in your ass. How that could be my cock shoved deep. Wouldn't that feel so good?"

"Yes!" she replied, her voice filled with frustration.

"So come, Devney. I give you permission to come. You're allowed to find your pleasure being treated this way. Oh, look how tight your nipples are. Doc, is she pulling that plug into her ass?"

"Yes, I can see her clenching down on it. Her body is so greedy. It likes to be filled."

"So beautiful. I'm not letting you up until you come. You'll stay like this and have your pussy and ass stuffed when Doctor Graham's next patient arrives if you don't."

"Oh, no! Mr. Bridger--"

"It's the Ericksson brothers. They should be here any time," Doc replied.

The Erickssons had their own spread east of town. They were younger than me by a year or two and were very successful horse breeders. Closer than most brothers, they shared everything, including a woman. Still bachelors, it would only be a matter of time before they found someone that could meet both their needs together. Whether they were actually coming to see Doc later or not, I had no idea, but it definitely helped Devney. She held her breath and I watched as her nipples furled even tighter.

"You can come or you can have the Erickssons watch. Maybe you'd like that? Having them see you like this?"

All at once she stiffened, her hips tilting across the seat back. Devney screamed, then began repeating, yes, yes, yes! She tried to move, but with her wrists secured, she could only shift up onto her toes as she rode through her pleasure. While she continued to languish in the aftermath of her orgasm, I untied her wrists, pulled her gently off the chair back and pulled her onto my lap as I sat down. Tucking her head beneath my chin, I let her breathing calm, her heart rate slow. Her skin was damp where I stroked her, and I could feel her wetness seeping through my pants beneath her. The scent of sex and her arousal permeated the air, thick like a humid July evening. She was the one panting and recovering from her pleasure. I was dominating Devney. Then why was she the one slumped and sated from her pleasure?

CHAPTER FOUR

Sam

    
Two hours later, I pulled the blanket from around Devney's shoulders. Once she'd recovered from her orgasm, I'd removed the dildo from her pussy and bundled her up in one of Doc's blankets and taken her home, foregoing the new clothes. She'd protested being covered solely in a blanket, but she had yet to see her new blouses with the front open to expose her breasts. I'd mentioned it, but she had been well distracted and most likely didn't remember.

Dressing her would have taken time. Explaining the blouse and perhaps dealing with any consequences for not wishing to wear it would have changed the dynamic of the evening. I didn't want to punish her on our wedding night for disobedience, and I was more than eager to get her home to fuck her again. Knowing my seed still coated her thighs only made the ride with her in my lap even more uncomfortable.

Having Doc and McKenzie watch her first fucking did not bother me. We'd seen each other with a woman before; it was nothing new. But I'd done it to test Devney, to learn what made her hot. I imagined she would enjoy it; however if I'd been wrong, the men would have been long gone. Either way, it didn't mean I wanted to share her with either man. She was mine.

We were in my – our – bedroom. The late summer sun setting, bathing the room in gold. She stood naked before me, beside the large bed that we would now be sharing.

"Let's get you all shaved and cleaned up," I told her, going to the basin to wet a cloth and to retrieve my shaving cup, brush and razor.

She glanced down her body. "Really? I don't see why."

"Exactly. I can't see your pussy like that. Besides, my seed's all dried in and it can't be comfortable."

"The thing in my bottom--"

"Ass. The thing in your ass," I corrected.

"Ass. It isn't comfortable." She shifted her hips from just thinking about it.

"If it's too comfortable, you won't remember it's there."

"Why is it there again?"

I tilted my chin toward the bed. "Lie down so your feet are on the floor."

She complied carefully as not to push the plug in. Her pale skin looked golden in the waning sunlight, her skin lush and soft next to the dark quilt.

"Now lift your feet onto the edge of the bed. Good girl."

I took the wooden chair that was in the corner of the room and placed it directly in front of her as she lay sideways on the bed.

"Grab your knees and tuck them up to your chest. Good. Spread them wide. Wider. Yes, like that. Now hold them there while I shave your pussy."

Before she could debate the merits of a shaved pussy, I quickly applied a thick lather of soap to the area and began baring her, one stroke at a time. I couldn't help but admire her large pussy lips, bright pink and a little swollen from her first fucking. I hadn't been very gentle. The wooden flange on the plug in her ass looked exceptionally good. Just knowing how deep it filled her made my cock press against the placket of my pants even more uncomfortably.

"To answer your question about why you have your ass filled, the reason is because you will always remember that you belong to me. It is a constant reminder that your body is mine. I will do things to it that please me, like having your ass full with a plug. Remember, I will always please you, too. You've found this to be true, haven't you, baby?"

"Oh yes, but I won't forget," she replied, holding very still for me.

"I know you won't. Let me know if you require the plug to be removed. Otherwise, you will be filled. Always."

She remained quiet for the remainder of the time it took to shave her bare. I wiped the cool cloth over her now naked pussy. "That is a beautiful sight, baby. I can see everything now. You may put your legs down."

I returned the items to the shelf.

"Have you ever seen a man unclothed?"

She shook her head.

"That's about to change." I stripped quickly, my cock eager to be free of the confines of my pants.

Her eyes widened when she saw me naked. My cock stood erect, the head bobbing close to my navel. I took it in hand and stroked it from base to tip as I spoke. It wouldn't take much to come knowing how tight her pussy was, how hot and slick it was. How it clenched down, all but milking the cum from me.

"Are you sore?" I asked, looking down at her bare pussy.

"Not too much," she replied softly, her eyes focused on my pumping hand.

"Lie back as you were, knees tucked up and spread wide. Good girl."

The bed creaked as my knee pressed down. "Let's see if you're all wet and ready." Carefully, I slid the tips of my fingers through her newly exposed folds, her skin there soft and smooth. She could not shift her hips the way she held her knees, but her head tilted back and her eyes fell shut. I dipped one finger, then two, into her sopping hole. There was no question she was ready. It might be from the pill in her ass, but I believed that she was well and truly aroused. It might be my seed that made her so slick. I didn't care. I was going to fuck her and she would be able to take me easily. She might not need a pill for long, other than to keep my seed from taking root.

Leaning forward, I placed one forearm by her head and touched her breasts, learned their shape, their weight, their responsiveness. I cupped each one, rubbing my thumb over her flat tip until it tightened. Nudging the head of my cock at her opening, I sucked a turgid tip into my mouth. And when I bit down gently, I thrust my cock in all the way in one smooth lunge.

Devney cried out as I set a fierce pace, using her to seek my own pleasure. I worked one nipple, then the other, nipping a little harder each time with my teeth. The last time bordered close to painful and I felt her pussy muscles clench down on my cock. This involuntary action set my cum to boiling and I shot load after load deep inside her. It had been a fast come, the way Devney had kept me on edge.

She hadn't come yet, which was fine because my cock remained hard. I didn't even need to catch my breath and I was ready for more. She was thoroughly drenched now, my seed seeping out around my cock with each in and out motion. Slowly, very slowly I thrust. With that first come taken care of, I could go at her now for much longer and focus on her.

With her fingers white about her knees, her legs were tucked up wide by her sides and this position lifted her ass up off the bed. I reached beneath my cock and worked the plug in her ass, gently pushing and pulling on it, opposing motions to my cock. Pulling back enough, her ass stretched so the plug would pull out. I didn't remove it all the way, just enough so that I could fuck her with it. In and out, in a contretemps to my cock.