Staking Their Claim

by Ava Sinclair

  “Oh, she’s drenched, mate,” he said to Cody. “See?” He held up his fingers, coated with Jenny’s arousal, and she blushed.

  “You give us such pleasure, Jenny,” Nigel said.

  “I want to give you even more,” she whimpered as she pushed her hips forward into Nigel’s hand while cupping her breasts so Cody could more easily lave the tips with his tongue.

  “I think it’s time we taught you how to suck cock,” Cody said. “We’ve taken your pussy. Your mouth is next, and then your ass.”

  “My… my bottom?” Jenny felt a mixture of fear and excitement. It seemed so wrong, but so delicious a prospect. Surely it would hurt, but so did spankings and she often found herself enjoying them on some level.

  “First things first,” Cody said, taking her by the shoulders and pushing her down. Nigel conceded the moment to his friend, having been the first to take her pussy.

  Jenny watched Cody’s hands as he undid the front of his pants to withdraw his cock. She’d come to find both his and Nigel’s beautiful, and was amazed at how smooth and soft the skin was over the rigid flesh, how the soft skin bunched up around the head when she moved her hand up and down the shaft. She’d already learn how to pleasure one with her hands while the other was embedded within her body. To think she would now know how to pleasure them with her mouth as they pleasured her was thrilling.

  Cody was a good teacher, instructing Jenny how to use both her hands and her mouth now. She pushed the skin down away from the flared head, looking up adoringly as she ran the tip of her pink tongue underneath the shaft just below the head. By the measure of the cowboy’s groan, she knew she was doing it right.

  “Take me in your mouth,” he said. “Ahhh, yes, like that.” Jenny was ahead of him, knowing instinctively what he needed. As she pushed the skin down again, she wrapped her mouth around the head of Cody’s cock, moving her hand and mouth up and down.

  “Relax,” he said. “Just let it glide to the back of your throat. When I come, you’re going to swallow my seed like a good girl, like a baby sucking milk out of a bottle, got it?”

  “Mmm.” The thought of draining him into her had her all but dripping on the floor. Her pussy was pulsing with need, but Nigel took care of that. As she sucked Cody’s cock, the Englishman positioned himself behind her, holding her hips in his large hands as he thrust into her.

  Soon the three of them were moaning, her against Cody’s cock. She could feel it pulsing in her mouth, feel the balls tighten in her hands. She was ready when he spurted into the back of her throat and swallowed greedily as at that very moment, Nigel emptied himself into her pussy. She was being filled by both of them, used for their pleasure, a receptacle of their lust. It made her feel owned and naughty and wanton. She came hard, keeping her mouth on Cody’s cock even though he was spent.

  They tucked her into bed afterwards, and Jenny slept the night like a baby. She was only vaguely aware of the men leaving in the morning, and when she woke, Nurse Mab was calling her to come bathe.

  Jenny was grateful for the nurse’s professionalism as she undressed her for the bath. If Mab was aware of the obvious signs of sex on her skin, she didn’t say anything. The fact that she often bathed her in the morning indicated to Jenny that the older woman probably knew, and was simply being discreet.

  “You’re quiet this morning,” Nurse Mab said later as she sat braiding Jenny’s hair by the fire.

  “I’m just a bit tired,” Jenny said. “I’m not sure why. I got plenty of rest. I’m sure it’s nothing.”

  The nurse took hold of Jenny’s chin and stared into her eyes as she clapped a palm on her forehead. “I think otherwise. I’ve scheduled a visit for you with Dr. Martin today. It’s overdue, anyway, for regular checks are important for a young lady with a delicate constitution.”

  “I don’t have a delicate…” Jenny began.

  But the nurse was ignoring her. “Your gentlemen guardians will be home around lunch. I’ve told them I’m taking you so they’re taking the afternoon to attend the visit with you.”

  Jenny saw no need to argue. Besides, the men had been putting in long hours at the claim, and she was happy that they were coming along.

  A few hours later, she was dressed in her pink frock complete with lace trimming that Nurse Mab had added, and the four of them were headed to Doc Martin’s.

  Jenny had always been a very healthy girl, and did not care for doctors in general. But Doc Martin, as he was known to the transient residents of Coloma, was a kindly man, and surprisingly handsome for an older fellow. His office was also much cleaner and tidier than any other buildings in town. As Jenny sat in the waiting room with her nurse and two guardians watching the doctor usher patients seen before her out the door, she was again grateful for the protection of her men. It seemed that the doctor spent a lot of time treating wounds from fights that regularly broke out in the camp. It was a sobering reminder.

  Finally, he came over to where Jenny was sitting and smiled down at her. “So, this is the young lady who has stolen my nurse?”

  She flushed under his merry gaze.

  “You’re the talk of the town, and it’s a good thing that you have Mab here attending to you. She’s as dependable a person as there is. How are you getting along with her?”

  “Very well,” Jenny said politely.

  “That is good to hear,” he said. “Now let’s get you on back to the examining room so we can check you out.”

  Mab took her hand as she rose. Jenny did not pull away, but meekly followed, allowing the larger woman to lead her along. She felt safe when she looked back to see Nigel and Cody behind them; whatever was about to happen would be easier with her men at her side.

  The room was brightly lit, and an exam table with cranks stood in the center. The doctor helped Jenny up on the table and she sat there as he asked her how she was feeling.

  While Doc Martin felt Jenny’s neck and looked in her eyes, mouth, and ears, Nurse Mab answered for her, telling him that her charge had been a bit sluggish.

  “Of course, you know what I believe to be the appropriate remedy for that,” the nurse said.

  “Yes,” the doctor replied, “a good cleansing. But you’ll need to be undressed, Jenny. Now don’t be shy. Neither Nurse Mab nor I are naïve enough to believe your men have not seen you naked. And as a doctor, I’ve seen my share of naked women. So every stitch of clothing must come off.”

  Jenny flushed as she allowed the nurse to undress her. A cleansing? She wondered at this. She’d already had a bath that morning.

  Once she was undressed, the doctor laid her on her back and efficiently ran his hands over her breasts. His touch was clinical and detached, but even so, she felt a flush of embarrassment creep to her cheeks. But when his hands palpated her abdomen, she winced.

  “I believe you are right, Nurse Mab,” the doctor said. “A cleansing is just what she needs.”

  “What’s involved with that?” Cody asked.

  “It’s simple,” Nigel answered, walking over to take Jenny’s hand as he explained. “A tube will be put in her bottom, and a mixture injected through the tube into her belly. It will loosen and flush anything that’s binding her. It was a very common remedy back home.”

  “Yes,” Nurse Mab said from the corner of the room, where she was preparing a mixture. “It’s the best thing for setting a delicate girl to rights.”

  “But I don’t want that!” Jenny said. “That sounds terrible!” She started to rise and the nurse, who’d been filling a large rubber bag with fluid, walked over.

  “Do you mind, Nigel?” she asked. “I believe it is important that I handle this.”

  Nigel nodded, and Jenny felt tears rush to her eyes. She’d counted on him or Cody to save her from this procedure, and they were refusing!

  “Now stop your fussing and turn over on your belly,” Nurse Mab said.

  “No!” Jenny shouted the word and found herself hauled from the table by her ear and dragged to a nearby chair. Nu
rse Mab pulled the struggling young woman over her lap with frustrating ease, and Jenny screamed as she felt a blistering sting on her backside.

  Nurse Mab had not exaggerated. The shoe leather was an awful implement, raising angry splotchy welts wherever it landed. Within moments, a naked, tearful Jenny was promising to comply, to do whatever she was told. Obviously satisfied that she’d made her point, the older woman escorted Jenny back to the table and helped her up. This time, Jenny lay down on her belly, covering her face over the embarrassment of knowing her up-thrust bottom was an exposed landscape of splotches.

  Her men were on either side of her now, soothing her as the doctor began to speak.

  “Nurse Mab is merely looking out for your best interest,” he said. “A cleansing will not only make you feel better, but will prepare you for the attentions of your men. I have a full understanding of your arrangement, as your men have given Nurse Mab permission to confide in me, and don’t find it so unusual given the shortage of women in these camps.” He looked at Cody and Nigel. “If you are planning to expand her capacities, so to speak, I can supply you with some trainers for her bottom. I recommend stretching her beforehand, over time, if you plan to take her there.”

  Jenny moaned in horror at the frank talk. That this handsome doctor knew the intimate details of her relationship was a new kind of humiliation. What must he think?

  “Now let’s get that bottom up.” Doc Martin was holding her hips now, lifting her as Nurse Mab put some sort of folded cloth beneath her. Jenny felt her legs parted, and her face flushed with heat. They could see everything.

  “I believe the hair is best shaved,” Nurse Mab was saying. “If you’d like me to make her bare once she’s been cleansed…”

  The men were agreeing. Everything was happening so fast. Jenny felt overwhelmed and helpless as the four of them surrounded her. Cody and Nigel were on either side, stroking her hair and back reassuringly as at the end of the table, Nurse Mab spread her bottom cheeks apart.

  Jenny whimpered as she looked back to see that a tall pole had been moved beside the table. The black rubber bag hung from it, a tube extending from the bottom. Now Doc Martin was greasing a nozzle at the end and guiding it to her bottom.

  “Relax now,” he said, placing a hand over one still-welted cheek as he pressed the tip of the nozzle to Jenny’s bottom hole. She could feel it draw up, twitching in protest as he pressed against it. The pressure was so steady and persistent, she could not resist. Jenny moaned as she felt the nozzle slip in. The doctor reached up and opened a valve on the bag, and a second later, she felt the warmth of liquid rushing into her.

  At first the sensation was merely odd. Then the pressure began to build. Jenny felt herself grow panicky, suddenly worried that she may soil herself, especially when the liquid continued to flood her bowels.

  By the time the cramps hit, the flood was over, but the fullness remained. The nozzle was removed, but almost instantly the doctor was inserting something else. Jenny could not see what it was, but her men soothed her and told her to stay still, that it was all for the best. Whatever the doctor put in was staying put, but she was thankful for that now. The pressure had turned into what felt like a constant cramp that soon had her breaking out into a sweat. It did not help when Nurse Mab turned her over and began kneading her lower abdomen with her large, strong hands.

  “Oh, mercy!” she whimpered. But the nurse continued her ministrations as at her side Cody and Nigel continued to tell Jenny what a good girl she was, and how brave. And Jenny wanted to be brave, so she halted her tears and simply lay there with an adorable quivering lip, waiting to be let down.

  There was a chamber pot in another room, and she was relieved to be able to have the plug removed and be allowed privacy to end the ordeal. Afterwards, Jenny felt much better, and once Nurse Mab had helped the younger woman clean herself, it was back to the exam room.

  “I trust you’ll feel better now,” the doctor said. “Binding is a problem in stressful situations, and by tonight you’ll realize the full benefits.”

  “She needs to be shaven now,” the nurse said, and the doctor again helped Jenny back up on the table, this time raising two braces on the end, directing her to place her legs in them.

  Jenny looked at the men, and when they nodded, she complied, embarrassed but unwilling to defy them or the nurse, especially now that she’d had a taste of that awful shoe leather.

  When the nurse stepped between her legs with a mug of foam, Jenny knew what was in store for her, but that did not diminish her embarrassment as the older woman coated Jenny’s pubic mound with a thick covering of foam. The boar’s-hair brush tickled, and it was all she could do not to squirm. But the sight of the straight razor had her frozen into immediate compliance. Jenny lay perfectly still as the sharp edge sliced away the hair with surprising speed. When the nurse was finished and began wiping away the foam, Jenny jumped.

  “Oh!”

  “Yes,” the doctor laughed. “You’ll find that she’ll be even more responsive now,” he said to the men.

  As Jenny got up and dressed, the doctor continued to talk to her men. She saw him give Cody a wooden box, and tell him to use the contents gradually. She decided that they must be talking about the stretchers for her bottom hole. Her pussy clenched at the thought of her protective, handsome men using her bottom as they’d used her pussy. She almost moaned at the idea, the thought of submitting in such an intimate way.

  The men gave Nurse Mab the afternoon off and told Jenny that because she’d been so good, they had a rare treat for her. They were taking her down to see her claim, to show her the sluice box they had made.

  “Can I help?” she asked, excited.

  “Maybe we’ll teach you how to look for nuggets if you’re a good girl,” Cody said as Nigel playfully tugged one of her braids.

  It was a pleasant afternoon, and warmer than it had been previously. All along the bank, men worked flumes or sluice boxes. Some simply panned, hoping to sift some nuggets from the rushing water. One tired old man muttered to himself as he looked into the pan like an elderly wizard scrying into a bowl. The edges of his bony elbows jutted through holes in his jacket. Jenny felt pity for him, and was glad that her two men were strong and able, for this was not a weak man’s world.

  They were getting closer. Jenny recognized it by the bend in the river. Her claim was almost in sight. But even before she reached it, she knew something was wrong. It was Cody who first stopped, his eyes narrowing in concern as he watched a piece of wood float down the river, and then another. Soon he was walking briskly with Jenny and Nigel at his heels.

  “Oh, no…” The Englishman took his hat off and rubbed his arm across his eyes in exasperated disbelief.

  The sluice box had been shattered, with only the splintered frame left intact. Broken pieces were being carried away by the water.

  “It’s him, isn’t it?” Jenny asked. “It’s that awful man who threatened me, that Dan Forbes.”

  “It’s nothing that concerns you,” Cody said tightly, and Jenny knew he meant to protect her and probably wish she’d not seen.

  “I need to know,” she said, walking around to face him. “If he’s still trying to take my claim—our claim—isn’t there something we can do?”

  “Violence is a way of life here,” Nigel said. “This is a threat. He’s hoping we’ll back down, but he should know better by now. Men like Dan Forbes always do things in an underhanded way. They’re cowards.”

  “That’s right,” Cody agreed. “The best thing to do is come out here tomorrow and rebuild the sluice box as if nothing happened.”

  “Why wait until tomorrow?” Jenny asked angrily. “Why not start today?

  “We aren’t leaving you alone to rebuild the sluice box,” Nigel said. “Especially since whoever did this may come after you.”

  “Why do I have to stay home?” she asked. Since meeting the men, Jenny’s inner fire had turned to sexual smolder, but now she felt her temper rise as sh
e looked at the wrecked sluice box. “Does it make me any less your little one if I care? If I help? What do any of us gain if we all sit in the cabin the rest of the day?” She looked from one man to the other, and knew that neither of them had a logical reason for denying her. “Please!”

  Cody nodded. “All right,” he said. “But don’t think we’re going to make this a habit, young lady. And don’t think your helping us out here means you wear the britches.” He paused. “Any britches.”

  She giggled. “I don’t like wearing britches around you, anyway.”

  Nigel swatted Jenny on her bottom for the cheeky comment, and for the rest of the afternoon, the three worked on rebuilding the equipment.

  As they worked, a couple of other miners came by. All the men had an idea of who had destroyed the box; Dan Forbes had been running his mouth regularly, making no secret of his hatred for the pair, or his bitterness in being denied a chance to jump Jenny’s claim.

  Jenny was surprised to find most of the miners who stopped by friendly enough, and decided that there were, indeed, more than two good men in the camp. But the presence of such a sinister man as Dan Forbes worried her, even into the evening when she sat curled in the chair watching the fire.

  “Don’t fret, love,” Nigel said, sitting beside her.

  “I can’t get my mind off of it,” Jenny said. “He’s just so… mean.”

  “You know,” Cody interjected. “Perhaps you need something to concentrate on.” He looked at his English friend. “Don’t you agree, Nigel?”

  “Too right,” Nigel said, standing. “I believe the good doctor gave us something today that will help to that end—so to speak.” He took Jenny’s hand. “Come here, young lady. I believe it’s time to focus on your training instead of on your worries.”

  “M-m-my training?” she asked.

  “Yes,” Cody replied, starting to undress her. Jenny flushed. They were in the middle of the living room and her men were stripping her naked!