by Piper Stone
She waited for a few minutes then walked along the back hallway, opening the rear door into the room.
Woof!
“Dr. Parker?” The woman was anxious and had obviously been crying.
“Stasha, please. Who is this sad fellow?”
“Jinx, my baby. He’s not eating and doesn’t want to play. Look how lethargic he is.”
Stasha closed the door and looked at the notes Shaun had left. “His temperature is normal, but we’ll have to wait on the blood work. So, baby. Let’s see what’s wrong with you.”
“I’m Penny Johnson. I own the local tackle shop in town.” Penny smiled as she fidgeted with her hands.
“Nice to meet you, Penny and thank you for coming to see us.” Stasha rubbed the puppy’s head. “Black lab?”
“Yes. I almost never get a purebred, but he was so cute I couldn’t resist.”
“I can see why.” As she rubbed along Jinx’s back then legs, she smiled. “How did you hear about us? The website?”
“Oh, no. It’s all over town the way you handled Tom Wallace. The man is a snake and such an asshole to his animals. I figured if you could tangle with that bastard then you’re my kind of doctor.”
Stasha looked up at Penny, narrowing her eyes. She half expected the woman was joking. She wasn’t. “News travels that fast?”
“Honey, girl, this is Missoula. Biggest little town in the West. It’s all over. I think you’ve been labeled a hero.”
She chuckled as she touched Jinx’s stomach.
The pup howled.
“Uh-uh. What have you gotten yourself into, baby boy?” Stasha gave him a dominating look. “I assume he’s active, playful and gets into everything.”
“Oh, God. You have no idea. Nine months of holy terror.”
“Notice anything missing?”
Penny frowned as she looked away then held out her finger. “Come to think of it, my kitchen sponge went missing yesterday.”
Stasha checked his eyes and ears then listened to his heart. “I’m going to venture a guess that your baby boy here gobbled up that sponge.”
“God, no!”
“Don’t worry. Given his size, it should pass in a day. Now, when the bloodwork comes back, if there’s anything abnormal, I’ll need to see him again, but I have a feeling you might be noticing a brightly covered bunch of poo.” She tousled the baby’s head. “Right, big fella?”
Woof!
“You’re a life saver! I knew I was right in coming to you.” She continued fidgeting with her hands.
Stasha gathered the woman had come to her for another purpose. “I appreciate it more than you know.”
“Um, can I mention something else to you?”
“Absolutely.” After washing her hands, she grabbed a slice of cheese from the refrigerator, doing her best to encourage Jinx to eat.
Penny looked over her shoulder and lowered her voice. “There’s this ranch and I think it’s been abandoned for a while. Anyway, when I go by there, I swear I hear dogs. Puppies to be exact.”
“Okay. Have you called the local shelter?”
“They could care less. I tried four times and the place kinda scares me or I’d go myself. I didn’t know if you had someone who could check it out? I love animals of any kind and it breaks my heart when I hear them crying.”
Exhaling, she gave up on the cheese. “I don’t mind taking a look if you’ll give me the address.” I have very little else to do. The realization made her cringe.
“Have it right here.” Penny pulled out a folded note from her bag.
Why did she have the feeling that she was being set up? “Perfect. I doubt Jinx will eat much tonight but try and encourage him, so he can take a nice, big poop. Make certain he drinks water and call me in the morning for the lab results. Okay?”
“I certainly will, Doctor. I mean Stasha. Please come by my shop anytime. Oh, I have four other dogs. I need to make their yearly appointment. I’ll do that before I leave. You are a dear. We’re all very glad to have you in town.” Penny’s smile was huge.
Stasha followed her out, watching as she conversed with Megan, both women cooing over the puppy. She slunk back into the examination room and glanced at the address. She was either certifiable or had a death wish, but she was going to check out the ranch. Maybe they’d be bringing her out in a body bag. That is, if they ever found her body.
“You are one hot man,” Candy cooed.
“He’s on fire,” Brandy added.
“Think it’s time to leave,” Sawyer said under his breath as he headed for the front door.
Boone grinned. “Can’t handle it, my friend?” You bet he was tipsy. The tequila had gone down way too easily.
“Think you got this handled. See you tomorrow.”
He watched as Sawyer headed out the door then turned his attention to the two lovely ladies. “What are you girls in the mood for?”
“I hear you rough and tumble types are commanding.” Candy gave him a heated look as she licked her lips.
“We love controlling men.” Brandy rubbed both hands down his chest.
“You do, huh? What about spankings?” Boone hadn’t felt so damn turned on in far too long.
“Oh. My. God. We love to be spanked. Don’t we, Brandy?” She turned around, bending over and wiggling her ass.
He’d been admiring her long legs and her ass cheeks peeking out of her shorts all afternoon. Spanking her would be an intense pleasure.
“I love a man who dominates me. We’re both very bad girls.” Brandy sucked on her index finger.
“Then you’ve come to the right place. Let’s get started.” Boone tried his best to swagger toward the kitchen table, but knew he was staggering more than anything. Yanking out a chair, he plopped down, grunting as he heard the aging wood creak. “Who’s first?”
“Me!” Candy kicked off her shoes and walked closer, unfastening her shorts. “I’m the naughtiest girl you’ve ever met.”
“Then yank those shorts off and get over my lap, girl. A hard spanking does every woman some good.”
“I like this man,” Brandy whispered.
Candy’s eyes never left his as she eased down her zipper then wiggled her hips as she shimmied the thick denim material past her hips.
Boone’s cock pressed against his jeans and he was forced to shift. When she slipped her fingers under the thin elastic of her panties, he held his breath and admired her perfect patch of blond hair between her legs. His mouth was watering. “Hurry up now or your punishment is going to be worse.”
As Candy began to unbutton her shirt, she moved to within inches of him. “My daddy used to spank me every week and my last boyfriend said a woman has to be naked. Don’t you agree?”
Holy fuck! “Hell, yeah. Both of you, naked, now.” Sure, he heard the slight slur in his speech, but everything else was working just fine. He might even have some condoms left in his nightstand. In the warm glow of the kitchen light, he thought Candy’s full breasts were perhaps the most beautiful things he’d seen in a long time. Her aureoles were large, a rosy pink and her nipples hard and long. Oh, yeah, he wanted to fuck her. He was vaguely aware that Brandy had undressed but when she started rubbing her hands up and down her chest and neck, he feared he was going to blow his load. “Tell me what you need, little girl.”
“A hard spanking. I’m a very bad girl.”
Boone dragged her over his lap and the moment she wiggled, he gathered a whiff of her pussy. He would bury his face into her sweet cream soon enough. “Thirty with my hand and if you don’t obey, I might have to pull out my belt.”
“Oh!” Candy slumped down, giggling as he ran his hand around both ass cheeks.
Crack! Pop!
“Ouch!” Jerking up, Candy threw back her hand.
“You heard me. None of that.”
Smack! Pop!
“Wow, he’s really spanking you. I’m so wet,” Brandy muttered.
Whack! Slap!
“Girls must obey the r
ules,” Boone huffed, his adrenaline sky rocketing.
Crack! Slap!
“Yes, sir. I’ll be very good,” Candy said then sniffed.
Smack! Pop! Crack! Pop!
“Yes, you will be.” His entire hand was shaking, and he was having difficulty focusing. He loved spanking women, had gravitated toward the need from the first girl he’d dated in high school.
Slap! Crack!
“I’ll be the best girl you ever had, Daddy.”
Boone closed his eyes and continued the spanking, slapping one cheek then the other in a methodical manner. “Last two.” A vision of whipping the brazen doctor slipped into the back of his mind.
Smack! Crack!
Candy opened her legs, the invitation clear.
Swallowing hard, he brushed two fingers down the crack of her ass then slid them into her pussy. Sweet Jesus, the girl was wet, no doubt soaking his jeans. His heart raced, and he wasn’t certain how long he could wait to shove his dick inside. “You did very well. Now, go stand in the corner and wait until I’m done.”
Candy eased off his lap and pouted, her head down as she walked toward the wall, shoving her nose into the corner.
This was close to heaven. “Brandy, come here.” Now, his voice was husky, authoritative.
“Yes, sir. I thought you might want this.” Brandy held up an oversized wooden spoon, the look on her face conciliatory.
He held his breath and grabbed the spoon, twirling the wooden implement in the light. He’d never be able to look at the utensil the same way again. After glancing at Candy and her bright red ass, he fell into a mode. “You’re right. You were nothing but a tease today.”
“Yes, sir.” Brandy plopped over his lap, placing the palms of her hands on the floor.
Crack! Smack!
“Fuck!” Brandy kicked out her legs. “Goddamn.”
“No cussing or I’ll wash your mouth out with soap,” Boone snapped then rolled his eyes. Yeah, he was some controlling master.
“I’m sorry, sir. I really am.”
Pop! Slap! Whack! Crack!
He slapped the upper portion of her thighs, savoring the immediate red welts.
Smack! Crack!
“Ohh!” Brandy tossed her head back and forth.
“I’m adding five more since you won’t keep your position.” Studying the spoon, he remembered the last lady he’d spanked, and with his belt. The experience had been amazing for both of them, drawing them in closer. Unfortunately, she’d run off with her ex-boyfriend not long after that.
Whack! Slap!
“Shit!”
“Do I really need to grab a bar of soap?” Boone lowered his voice and rubbed her ass. He shoved his fingers between, finding her asshole. Sliding the tip just inside, he growled. “Bad girls are fucked in the ass.”
“Then I don’t mind being very bad, Daddy.”
The words were thrilling.
Crack! Pop! Whap!
He concentrated on the spanking, making the last five much more painful.
Crack! Slap!
“We are all done,” he commented and helped her to her feet.
“Are you going to soap my mouth?” Brandy asked, her voice much less aggressive than before.
He tapped his lips before answering. “No, but I will stuff your mouth with something else. Suck my cock.”
Sliding her hands down her thighs, she shuddered before leaning down. “Gladly.”
“Let’s go into the bedroom. I want a snack while you’re sucking me.” Boone jerked up from the chair, taking long strides down the hall. His mind was reeling, his cock now pinched against his pants. He hadn’t experienced two women at the same time since… Well, never. Hell. First time for every kind of treat. He turned on the bedside lamp and whistled when both girls scampered into the room.
Peeling off his shirt, he tossed it across the room then struggled to remove his boots.
“Allow us to help you.” Candy flanked his side, her hand caressing his chest, his stomach. She tipped her head, licking down from his earlobe to his jawline.
“Big. Gorgeous. Hunk. Of. A. Man.” Brandy fumbled with unfastening his weighted buckle, her eyes flashing as she noticed the rodeo symbol. “You really are a champion. I can only imagine how good you’re going to be in bed.”
Sighing, he closed his eyes as both girls kissed and licked their way down his chest then his hips as Brandy pushed his jeans to the floor.
“Fuck! Look at the size of his dick.” Candy wrapped her hand around the base, squeezing.
“And his balls. I want to suck them. Oh, baby.” Sliding her hand between his legs, Brandy rolled his testicles between her fingers.
“Mmm… Feels good.” He lowered his head and eased a single finger under Candy’s chin, lifting her head. Crushing his mouth over hers, he could taste a hint of raspberries as he shoved his tongue inside.
She pumped up and down the length of his shaft, moaning into the kiss.
After allowing their tongues to entwine, he sucked on it until he could tell Brandy was getting impatient. Moving his head, allowed Brandy to be the aggressor, peppering his lips with licks before grunting and slapping her mouth over his.
Brandy’s breath sounds were guttural, almost animalistic. She broke the kiss and grunted as she sucked on his skin, finally taking his nipple into her mouth.
Boone’s entire body was shaking, desire driving him to heightened state. Fuck, he had to take both of them. “Come on. Get on the bed.” Taking a few steps away, he sat then eased back on the bed. “Suck me, Brandy. Sit on my face, Candy.”
Candy jumped on the bed first, straddling his waist and leaning down, draping her hair across his face. “What if I want to kiss you?”
Reaching down, he cupped and squeezed her breasts then pinched both nipples, twisting until she yelped. “You’ll do as I say. I’m in charge.”
“Oh, yes, sir.” Crawling up, she hovered over his face before sitting.
He gripped her hips, digging the tips of his fingers into her skin and keeping her aloft. Darting out his tongue, he licked around her clit, moving in a slow and easy fashion. He could tell Brandy had moved onto the bed and the moment her hot, little mouth wrapped around his cockhead, he tensed. Fuck, he wasn’t going to last long.
Brandy toyed with his balls, squeezing then rolling them around her fingers as she sucked on the tip, her tongue darting back and forth.
Candy moaned and tossed her head back as Boone licked up and down her cunt. “God, yes!”
“Pinch those nipples for me. Make them hurt,” he commanded then buried his face into her pussy. The taste of her was so damn sweet.
Taking his shaft down an inch at a time, Brandy used several fingers, pumping his dick as her tongue swirled.
Closing his eyes, he reached around, grabbing Candy’s ass cheeks and opening them wide. He slipped a single finger inside her dark hole, wiggling until he hit the ring of muscle.
“Fuck!” Tensing, Candy began to pant.
Damn, the girl was tight. His entire body was jazzed, current coursing through every cell as Brandy licked down the underside of his cock, taking a swollen ball into her mouth. Even her slurping sounds were sexy as hell. He continued licking as he added a second finger, pumping in and out of Candy’s asshole.
Candy undulated, riding his face as he licked her. Her mouth was slack, the look on her face one of sheer bliss. “Oh… I can’t…”
He plunged his tongue into her pussy, wiggling and sucking, drinking her juice. He could only imagine what shoving his dick inside her ass would feel like.
Brandy slid her mouth over his cock, taking him all the way down and holding the position, using her strong jaw muscles to clamp down.
He jerked up, the move shoving the tip of his dick against the back of her mouth.
Candy began to move in a wild manner, tossing her head back and forth as she continued to pinch and twist her nipples. “Yes. Yes!”
She was close to climaxing and he thrust harder and
faster into her ass as he sucked, nipping her tender flesh.
“Oh, fuck me!” Her entire body stiffening, Candy yelped as her legs shook. “Yes!”
Boone lapped up every drop, sucking as the single orgasm turned into an almost violent wave. When she was done shaking, he gently pushed her off and rose onto his elbows, trying to focus as he watched Brandy in action. When he was far too close to coming, he groaned. “Enough. I need to fuck you both.”
Brandy whined before lifting her head, her expression carnal. “But I wanted to suck you dry.”
“Not yet.” He crawled off the bed and hunted in his nightstand, finding two condoms. They were almost like finding gold.
“What now, sexy man?” Candy asked as she rubbed her hands up and down her body, her eyes wild with desire.
“Next, you both get on your hands and knees.” Boone knew this wasn’t about romance. He wasn’t going to see them again, but the sex was damn hot.
Brandy obeyed first, her eyes flashing before she knelt on the bed. Candy moved beside her and both girls purred as if on cue.
Yeah, they’d done this before. What the hell did he care? When the rubber was secured, he brushed his hands through his hair and concentrated on moving back toward the bed. Damn, if he wasn’t drunk.
Smack! Pop!
He smacked Brandy’s ass first, Candy’s second and both girls moaned. Grinning, he adored the fact their asses would remain red, at least for a few hours. Planting himself behind Brandy, he slid the tip of his cock to her pussy, stroking her cunt before gripping her hips and thrusting his shaft deep inside.
“Yes!” Brandy screamed as the force pushed her face down, against the comforter.
Exhaling, he began to pump in and out, taking his time and easing his dick until the tip was just inside. Then he thrust again. And again. Picking up his rhythm, he jutted his hips forward, his legs tensing, his balls aching to the point of anguish. He could hear the sound of the bed creaking, the iron headboard slapping against the wall. The sound was the perfect aphrodisiac.