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  And she did and the man shoved his penis in her so hard, she screamed. “I’m going to come.”

  “It’s okay,” he said. “I am too.”

  Suddenly he shoved his penis in her so far, she thought he must have touched her womb and she felt his seed spilling inside her as the two of them came at the same time. Like a thunderstorm, she cried in his arms as the orgasm rocked through both of them.

  Slowly, she felt her body returning back to earth and she still had Daniel’s penis in her hand, though no longer did he move.

  Martin was lying on top of her and he rose and gazed at her. His hand swept away the hair on her cheeks and he leaned in and kissed her thoroughly. His lips moved over her mouth, commanding and sealing her mouth with his.

  When he released her, her breath was raspy once again.

  “You’re ours. Only ours,” he said as he rolled off her to the side.

  Daniel moved in between her legs. “My turn to claim you.”

  And she realized that this was how their marriage would be. This was how her men, her husbands, would take her.

  Daniel pulled her up. “Up on your knees. I want to take you from behind.”

  Georgia crawled up on the bed until she was on her hands and knees. Martin leaned beneath her and she watched as he put his mouth to her breast. His teeth gently nipped at her nipple and she moaned at the heat that cascaded through her.

  “God, I can’t wait until we can both take you at the same time,” he said, gazing into her eyes before he placed his mouth on the other breast and nipped her again.

  Daniel’s hands were on her buttocks and she felt him spread her cheeks. She glanced over her shoulder at him as he rubbed her clit between his fingers. “Oh, baby, you are so wet and slick.”

  A moan escaped her as she bit her lip at the desire raging toward her once again.

  “This time, we’re going to do something a little different. I’m going to bring you to the edge of an orgasm and you are not to come, do you understand?”

  “But what if I can’t stop?”

  “Then you’ll be punished,” he said softly leaning over her. “And frankly, I hope you disobey.”

  A tingle of desire spiraled through her. “But you’ll spank me.”

  “Exactly,” he said.

  So he liked punishing her. He wanted to spank her and she knew that before the night was over, he would do so.

  Fingers began to probe her backside at the same time he rubbed her clit. She could feel the desire building inside her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. The man’s fingers were relentless and she tried to move away, to escape the intense teasing, but he slapped her on the ass.

  “Don’t move,” he whispered against her ear.

  “I’m going to come,” she gasped out.

  “Don’t unless you want five licks,” he said.

  He shoved his fingers into her ass, swirling them around, and it was like a bomb went off inside her.

  She cried out as the orgasm rushed over her, carrying her to the edge of the world, her body shaking beneath his touch.

  “Ah, darling, you came,” he said. “Now I have to spank you.”

  A tremor of fear went through her.

  Martin released her breasts and sat back.

  Daniel sat on the bed. “Come, lie across my lap with your butt in the air.”

  “But I couldn’t stop,” she said, crawling over to him.

  “Keep talking and you’ll receive an extra lick,” he told her.

  The man wanted to spank her and she could see there was no way she could escape this punishment. Would it always be like this? She wasn’t certain she wanted to be punished.

  Glancing at Martin, she hoped to find some support, some help, but he just smiled. Why did she get the feeling that no matter what she had done tonight, she would have been punished?

  “Lie over my lap,” he commanded her when she didn’t move fast enough for him.

  With a sigh, she lay down, his cock poking into her hip.

  “You will count every lick,” he told her. “Since this is your first spanking, I’ll go easy on you.”

  Like that made her feel any better. Then she felt his fingers tweaking her clit, rolling and pulling the tiny nub, increasing her desire. What was he doing?

  Smack!

  His hand came down on her ass and she jumped.

  “One,” she said with a gasp.

  Again, his fingers touched her center and even entered her pussy, rubbing her and making her squirm on his lap.

  Smack!

  “Two.”

  Her cheeks were burning, but a warmth seemed to also be spreading through her. One not centered on pain, but rather pleasure.

  Again, his fingers entered her and she moved her hips to accommodate them even more. A groan escaped as he gave her even more pleasure running his fingers through her slick folds before they drove inside her. She could feel an orgasm building and she knew she had to control it or face even more punishment.

  But would that be so bad?

  Smack!

  “Three,” she moaned.

  This time there was less pleasure and yet her body was starting to clinch in anticipation of another orgasm.

  Smack!

  “Four,” she cried louder.

  Moving her hips in time to the plunging of his fingers.

  “Don’t come,” he warned her.

  Smack!

  “Five,” she said with a whimper. It was over and yet her need was greater than ever.

  “On your knees,” Daniel commanded.

  “Yes, sir,” she said.

  “Good girl,” he said, rubbing her buttocks as if to help the burn go away and yet that only increased her pleasure. “I think our wife enjoyed having her ass spanked. I know I loved giving her a spanking.”

  There was no way she could respond. She gazed at Martin and he smiled at her and she watched as he took her breasts into his mouth. Just the feel of his lips was almost too much.

  Daniel pressed his cock into her pussy and she gripped him with her muscles, hoping that soon he would let her come. She needed to so badly and knew that it would take very little for her to come again.

  His fingers swirled inside her rectum, and instead of running from the feeling, she leaned back toward the pleasure she felt there. Who would have known that it would feel so good?

  “I’m going to fuck you hard. Mark you as ours and then spill my seed inside you,” Daniel whispered against her ear. “Your ours, Georgia.”

  “I’m yours,” she whispered, the words somehow coming out.

  Martin bit her nipple and she grabbed his face, holding him there, letting the pleasure build inside her. Daniel pounded into her, his balls slamming against her as he relentlessly fucked her.

  “I’m going to come,” he gasped. “You are free to come, as well.”

  That was all she needed to hear. A scream tore from her throat as she clenched her muscles around his cock, her body shuddering as pleasure rippled through her, causing her to almost black out for a moment.

  Then she felt Daniel grasping onto her hips, holding her in place as his cock spilled its seed deep inside her. The two of them collapsed onto the bed with Martin beside them.

  After tonight, she could be pregnant. She could be expecting their child.

  A thrill went through her as she lay there trying to control her breathing, unable to move from the way her men had initiated her into being a woman. This was her wedding night. This was her life now.

  A sense of wonder overcame her and she gazed at her husbands. “I never knew it could be so pleasurable. I can’t wait until we can do that again.”

  They both laughed and then placed her in between them.

  “That’s what we like to hear,” Martin said.

  “Now we begin your training,” Daniel said. “You are our woman.”

  10

  The next morning, Georgia awoke between her two men in the bedroom they would share. It was not yet daylight
and they had spent most of the night fucking. She shifted slightly and Daniel wrapped his arm around her.

  “Where are you going, wife?”

  “Nowhere,” she whispered. “I was just getting more comfortable.”

  He rolled her on top of him and slid his cock into her pussy. “This is how we will awake each morning. With you getting fucked.”

  A gasp escaped her at the feeling of him filling her. She enjoyed the feeling of her men deep inside her.

  “Ride me,” he told her.

  She sat up and began to slide up and down on his cock. He pinched her nipples before his hand drifted down between her legs and began to tweak her clit.

  “Oh,” she cried at the feelings that surged through her. Would it always be this way between them? Would she always be so easily excited by her men?

  “What am I missing out on,” Martin said, rising to look at them.

  “My morning fucking,” Daniel said. “You’re next.”

  Suddenly, Daniel flipped her onto her back. He raised her legs into the air as he continued to slam into her, over and over again. She could feel the orgasm building, racing toward her. How could she get him there quicker?

  “Daniel,” she moaned, “you’re so hard and thick, please, fuck me harder.”

  “Your request will be fulfilled," he said and slapped her on the ass as he increased the tempo.

  Over and over, his cock filled her and she squeezed him, wanting him to let her come. One little move would send her over the edge and she was not ready for another spanking. Not yet.

  “Hold her arms,” Daniel told Martin.

  He took her arms and spread them wide on the bed and then Martin raised her legs, giving Daniel deeper access. She felt split in two.

  “Daniel, honey, I’m going to come,” she cried.

  He stopped and pulled his penis from her pussy. “No, not yet."

  She lay there spread open, empty, needing him to finish what he had started this morning.

  “Daniel,” she said, knowing what she wanted.

  “What’s wrong, Georgia? What do you want?” he asked, rubbing his cock up and down along her pussy, teasing her as shivers rippled through her. She clenched her teeth to keep the orgasm at bay.

  Already she knew Daniel liked to play games. Little games that drove her to distraction, and yet, she liked the commanding way about him. The demands he made upon her. And she responded.

  “Please, Daniel,” she said, feeling the need to come so badly. “I want your cock deep inside me.”

  He shoved his cock into her. “Is this what you want?”

  “Yes,” she said. “Oh, yes.”

  He slapped her on the ass and the desire spiraled through her as she gasped.

  “Now, you may come,” he told her as he drove his cock deep inside her.

  With a scream, she cried out. “Daniel.”

  Like an avalanche, the orgasm gripped her, sending shudders rippling through her as it carried her over the edge.

  “That’s it, baby, take all of it,” he said as Martin dropped her knees and arms.

  Together the three of them lay there, side by side, as Daniel and Georgia slowly came down from the orgasm they just experienced.

  Martin stood and hopped over to the dresser where he opened a box. In the dark, she didn’t know what he was doing, but she was curious.

  When he returned to the bed, he held up a wooden dowel in the pre-dawn light.

  “This is a butt plug. I’m going to put it in you to prepare you for when we both take you. Every few days, you’ll get a larger one until we think you’re ready.”

  She gazed at the dowel and then her men. This part of their life frightened her. No matter how much she tried to think of them taking her in her ass, she grew tense. Yet, the feelings back there were so much more exciting than she imagined.

  “Up on your knees,” Martin said

  “We’re doing this now?”

  “Yes,” Martin said. “And I promise to make it enjoyable for you.”

  “But I thought we’d wait until later.”

  Suddenly she was pulled up and placed on her knees. Martin’s hand came down on her ass and she cried out. "Ouch.”

  “You’ve been warned that when we tell you to do something, we want you to do it right then.”

  He hit her again on her ass and she cried out. Then she felt Daniel’s hand slap her on her pussy and a torrent of desire cascaded through her.

  “Oh.”

  Another slap on her ass and warmth spread through her cheeks. Then she felt Martin spreading something wet across her ass. It was cold, and yet with the heat burning her, it felt good. His fingers felt good. His finger slid into her hole and she gasped and pressed back for more of the good feelings.

  “That’s it, baby. Open up for me,” Martin said as another finger went inside her.

  Daniel was pulling at her nipples and she cried out as the pleasure filled her.

  Then she felt the plug slowly entering her backside. A feeling of fullness overcame her and she gasped.

  “Don’t tense up,” Martin said as he pulled it back and then began again. Each time he teased her with the plug, she took a deep breath and slowly released it. At first, the stretching had ached, but now, it felt like she was being fucked in her backside. And the desire caused her to moan at the feeling.

  “That’s it, baby,” he whispered against her ear. “And now I’m going to fuck you.”

  His fingers slipped over her folds and she cried, “Martin. Hurry. I need you.”

  “I know you do,” he said as he slipped his penis into her very wet pussy. “Lean forward and let me make it good for you.”

  She leaned on her hands and knees, but she gazed back at him. With every thrust of his cock, he would pull out the plug and then shove it back in. She felt so full. So filled with cock and the wooden dowel that was bringing her pleasure.

  If this was how it would feel taking them both, then she could hardly wait.

  “Spank me,” she said, wanting to experience how it would feel with the dowel in there.

  “With pleasure,” Martin said as he slapped her on the ass.

  “Again,” she cried, knowing that she was so close.

  He hit her a little harder on her ass, and this time, the burn began. “Martin.”

  “Yes, baby,” he asked.

  “Please, take me hard.”

  He slammed into her pussy with a fierceness she’d never felt and she screamed out his name. “Martin.”

  “Come, baby, come,” he cried as she felt his seed filling her.

  An explosion of lights filled her as her body convulsed and shuddered before they collapsed on the bed.

  Still filled with the dowel, she turned to Martin. “I didn’t expect that to be so good.”

  He grinned. “It will be even better when we both take you.”

  The two men lay curled around Georgia, watching the sun rise.

  “Our first day together,” she said with a smile. She was happy. This was not what she had imagined, but compared to what she would have had with that gross old man, she was beyond thrilled with her men.

  “Today, we begin your other training,” Daniel said. “You will not be wearing any clothes this first week. We want to take you anytime we want. If we say come here, you will walk over and be prepared to get fucked anytime, anywhere.”

  The thought of them taking her at random caused her breathing to increase and the hunger to start to build.

  A frown crossed her face. Thank goodness it was summer. “What if some women come over?”

  They chuckled.

  “The women of Bridgewater know better than to visit a new woman in the first few days. We may go visit some of them this evening and then you will be allowed to wear a dress, but nothing more.”

  Life here was certainly going to be different, but she knew she was going to enjoy being their wife. Already, she could feel her heart growing attached to her men. And if they had a few quirks about them
, so be it.

  She would learn to be a good wife.

  11

  The next day, Daniel left to work at the office in Butte, so Martin agreed to stay home with Georgia. This would give them some alone time and he planned to give her a lesson on cooking. Maybe even a chance to teach her more about what they expected from her.

  The girl was catching on quickly, but Martin wanted to help her settle into their home. It was hard to believe that nine months from now, they could be parents. A baby. The family they dreamed of.

  And yet, he still had fears about being able to protect his wife and family without Daniel’s help. What if something happened to Daniel? Could Martin keep them safe? As a one-legged man, it was hard not to fear that his handicap could hinder him from protecting what he cared about.

  Glancing at the naked woman, it was all he could do not to pull her down on the bed and take her again. Her slim figure had all the right curves with her full breasts and shapely hips. When Daniel saved her from being a victim of the stampede, that had been their lucky day.

  He watched as Georgia emptied her trunk and made room for her things in their home. As she hung up her pretty gowns, he wondered if she would need them any longer. But what did he know of women’s fashion?

  When it came time for her to put away her underthings, he went through them, throwing out everything but one camisole.

  “What if we go into town. I’ll need my pantaloons,” she said, placing her hands on her hips, looking frustrated.

  “No, you won’t,” he told her. “We will always be by your side. No need for you to worry about someone hurting you.”

  A sigh escaped her. “It just goes against everything I’ve been taught.”

  “Yes, but it's our way. The Bridgewater way. Your husbands' way, and you’ll accept it or be punished.”

  She turned from him with a nightgown in her hands. “I’m keeping this for when we have children.”

  A smile spread across his face. The woman was thinking of what could have happened last night. And was certainly going to happen sooner or later.

  “Is it wrong to enjoy being spanked?”

  He limped over to her. “No, Georgia. Whatever we do here in our bedroom, if it brings any of us happiness, it’s not wrong. If you enjoy being spanked, then we’re going to give you all the pleasure you can handle. We like spanking you as well.”