by Unknown
The sound of buckles and belts stirred me and I looked back to see what was going on.
"Shh..." Austin whispered at me, fingering me further up my tunnel, "it's all part of the training."
"Oh..." I whimpered as he pushed another digit into me, coaxing me back into my pleasured state. I felt the buckles tighten around my wrists, then felt them go taut as they were tied, presumably to the bed posts. When he pulled me up by the hips and tucked my knees under me, I felt the buckles tighten around my ankles this time. But the whole time, Austin's hard fingers were moving inside my now soaked pussy and I was powerless to stop anything that was happening.
As the straps at my ankles pulled at me, someone put a hand on my thigh and spread first one, then the other, Austin keeping his hand inside me the whole time. Now I was face down, ass up on the bed with my legs spread and tucked beneath me so that my ass and cunt were the most prominent and visible parts of me. When Austin pulled his hand out of me, I realized the position I'd been put in and realized there was nothing I could do about it.
"How did the first training go last night?" I heard the Doc ask as he rummaged through his bag.
"She took a thumb but it took some time," Austin replied.
My face burned with shame and humiliation again. Why were they talking about me and what they'd plundered me with, so openly?
"Good. It's a start. When a woman takes two husbands..." the room fell silent and still at Doc's words. I heard him chuckle. "Boys, there's no need to worry. As soon as I heard that she was from Ironwood, I knew there must be two of you. I grew up not two miles from Decker's bar, first ranch outside of town heading south.
"Well I'll be..." Austin whispered.
"I know what it means to take a woman to be your wife in Ironwood. I think it's better that way. That's also why I know how important it is to get her trained. She needs to be able to fit a cock up her arse and one in her cunt at the same time. So, let's get to it."
I gasped at his words. Was this the Doc? The Doc I'd known my whole life talking about me fitting to men inside me?!? Once again there wasn't too much time to ponder the question. Someone's hand, and I assumed it was the Doc's because I think I knew Austin's and Cole's by that time, came up against my wet sex and after running one time up and down my slit, pushed inside, just past my outer lips. I bucked against it slightly, but settled down as it was pulled out.
"Best way to see a woman's readiness for training has always been her taste," Doc said. I strained at my restraints, hoping to try and turn around and see what it was they were doing. But the sounds in the room were evidence enough. The Doc was tasting...he was tasting what he'd just touched! He was tasting the...the juices that were coming out of me. My head started to spin, the whole thing was like some sort of strange dream.
"Well, whaddya think, Doc?" I heard Austin ask. The Doc didn't answer. I heard him rummaging around in his bag for a while before he spoke. The whole time I couldn't stop thinking about how the three of them were standing there staring at my bare ass and pussy too.
"Here you go boys. These three plugs should be gradual enough to get her ready for you both. Cole, why don't you put these two somewhere safe and I'll show you how to use this one."
The sound of footsteps shuffling behind me, people rearranging in the room. "Alright," the Doc said, "Austin, get a hand on her till you're good and wet."
The words made me blush again, though no one could see my face now. I felt the muscles in my pussy tighten though, and I was sure that they'd all seen that. But my shame melted away as Austin's strong hand came up to my slit and began gliding up and down.
"Oh..." I half whispered, half moaned. I felt my body readying itself again. Was he going to make me climax in front of the other men? In front of Doc and the Sherrif?!? "Oh goodness..." I breathed. I couldn't keep a thought for long as Austin's hand slid up and down, touching my swollen nub with each pass. The sounds of my own wetness grew louder and louder. Soon, I felt his hand move away and something else, much harder touching me. But whatever it was started rubbing up an down my pussy just like his hand had been, hitting a the same spots and making my nub swell.
The wetness was dripping out of me now, with the Doc and Cole watching as Austin kept sliding up and down my slit. Then, with each sweep, he started going higher and higher until I felt him almost touching my rear hole, the way he had done with his thumb the night before.
I felt myself tense again, my body nervous at the prospect of another intrusion. At the same time, I wanted to feel it inside me, I wanted to feel whatever he was going to put in me, pressing into my body and filling me up. I didn't have to wait long.
"Oh, oh, oh!" I said, my voice climbing with each exclamation of excitement as I felt the hard, pointed end of the thing at my rear entrance. His hand slid back between my legs, resuming its slippery affections sending my body back into pleasure.
"That's it," I heard the Doc mutter, "keep going so she opens up."
I could feel it too. I felt my back hole opening, relaxing to let in whatever Austin had at my ass. As my juices spilled from me I felt myself edging closer and closer to another massive climax. The pressure in my tight hole grew as he tried to push it into me. I turned to try to see it but couldn't crane my neck enough. He pushed harder and it felt like I was going to split...
"Please," I whimpered, "I think it's too big..."
But nobody said a word. Austin started fingering me faster causing me to put my head down and tilt my ass even higher, trying to rub myself against him. The change in position opened my hole that much more and just as I thought I couldn't take any more, I felt the bulb of whatever was at my ass push past the ring of muscle and settle inside me.
Everything around me, the men watching, the plug up my ass, Austin's finger's running fast over my glistening pussy made my head spin and the room shake and I clutched the sheets and balled my fists as the climax welled inside me. It travelled through me, I felt my core tighten, then my chest, then my arms and finally I heard my own voice screaming through the window and up into the hills as my body shook and shuddered over and over and over and the pleasure of it all filled me completely.
It may have been minutes, it may have been hours between the orgasm clutching my body and hearing the sound of Doc packing his tools. It was Cole who undid the straps at my wrists and ankles and freed me from the bed posts. I rolled over onto my side as the men said their good-byes and shook hands and I heard the Doc saying he'd be back in a day or two again for the second size.
But none of that matter. I had only just woken up, but my body and mind were already exhausted. When Cole and Austin stepped into the room after seeing the Doc out, I was worried about what their intentions were. It was only after they sat down on the bed clothed and Austin pulled me close into his arms that I realized I might get some respite from their affections.
"Now Gracey," Austin said in his deep voice, "we're gonna leave that plug in for a few hours."
My eyes shot up to meet his gaze.
"But...but how will I walk?" I asked, weakly.
"In time, you'll learn. We'll just have it in for a few hours at a time, like the Doc said. It's there so you remember who you belong to. If you're to take us both, we need to take things slow."
My mind didn't like the idea that I would be wearing the thing up my rear for as long as they wanted me to. But my body was telling a different story. My body loved the way it felt inside me, loved that it was there as a reminder of who owned me and that they could do with me as they pleased now that I was their wife. Whatever I may have thought about the whole thing, I was far too tired to do anything about it now.
"Come on Cole," I heard Austin say as the haze of sleep began to float over me, "let's let Gracey get some rest."
As the men left the room, I pulled the covers up over my body to keep the chill air off of me. The last thing I heard before floating away was Cole saying he was going to town. The words drifted over me and I could barey make them out.
> "...unfinished business with the sheriff..."
But I was too tired to care. The heavy darkness of sleep drifted over my eyes and my mind.
Chapter 13: Exposed in Town
I knew it was noon or close to it when I woke up because of the way the light was coming in through the window. As I shifted my weight on the bed, I immediately felt the tightness of the plug in my rear hole and I grimaced at the way it felt. Reaching a hand around behind myself, I felt the hard glass end of the thing sticking out of me. As my fingers nudged the end of it, I felt it move inside myself. A tiny moan escaped my lips as the feeling of it moving inside me sent a strange arousal through me.
I rolled over onto my back and listened carefully. No one seemed to be in the house. Still ashamed of being kept this way, my curiosity got the better of me and I spread my legs open and craned my neck to see if I could see the thing. It turned out I could just barely see the end of it. Now I had a plain view of my pussy, something I'd never looked at before. I stared at myself, marvelling at the thick folds of skin that curved inward upon themselves. That same tickling ache started in my middle.
Biting my lower lip, I ran a finger down the inside of my thigh and touched myself softly. Wetness. Almost immediate wetness. I let my finger travel further, until it touched the wet coming out of me. I sucked in a breath. It was as if what the men had put inside me made everything I did feel better. As if every sensation was heightened by it. I couldn't resist but reach down further, past my opening until I was touching the hard end of it again.
I nudged it slightly. Another moan. I nudged it again, twisting it this time. A groan. It was as if I wasn't in control of my own body. All I had to do was touch the plug and my body responded of its own will. I couldn't help but try again, a little harder. My body reacted right away. Staring down between my thighs I watched my lips swell and open before my eyes as I moved the thing inside myself. I was so lost in the pleasure I was giving myself that I barely noticed the door open. Only when I looked up to see Cole standing there with the sherrif at his side did I register what was happening and let out another scream.
Cole stepped forward quickly, sat down and put his arms around me, making me feel safer immediately. But the blush that rose to my cheeks made my whole face swell red. What in the hell was the sherrif doing in my house? In my room? Why he'd just stepped in to see me nude, my legs parted, my neck craned to try and see my own sex and that...that thing pointing out of me! The thought made me bury my head in Cole's shirt and not want to look up ever again.
"It's alright sweetheart," Cole rumbled, the sound travelling through the wall of his chest and into mine. This was so humiliating! I hated the sherrif and they knew that! How could they bring him into my room where I was completely naked and without a stitch of clothing to put on? "Sherrif's come by because I asked him to."
I lifted my eyes and shot Sam Spencer a glare from where I was cowering behind Cole's massive chest. Cole pushed me away slightly but I clung to him, his body being the only thing shielding me from the Sam's eyes. "Now Gracey, don't be like that. I'd like you to say hello to our guest. Properly."
My temper had started to burn inside me from the moment I'd seen Sam step into the room. But I knew what was coming if I didn't do as Cole asked. My rear still remembered the last time I'd acted out. I huddled closer to Cole, wishing that the whole thing would just go away, that Sam had never stepped into the room and that Cole hadn't either. "Gracey," Cole said gruffly, pulling himself away from me and standing up. I could feel Sam's eyes all over my body, raking up and down my curves. I tried covering my breasts with an arm, but that was barely covering anything at all. To my embarassment and confusion, my nipples had hardened as well.
"Gracey, you'll do as I ask or you'll be spanked," Cole said, his tone even and firm. I knew he meant it. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. I couldn't look Sam in the eye and greet him politely, naked as I was. I felt Cole's strong hands on my hips. Then I felt myself being lifted and turned around and put back down on my hands and knees. I looked back in time to see Cole's massive palm raised,
"Alright!" I squealed. His hand hung in the air then came down slowly, gently touching the cheek of my rear. As much as I didn't want to be nice to Sam or anyone in this state, my behind still stung from the last spanking I'd received and I didn't fancy not being able to sit down.
"Alright what?" Cole asked quietly, petting the curve of my cheek softly, his fingers dipping perilously close to my sex.
"Alright. Hello Sam," I said, trying not to sound too smug or sarcastic. Cole's fingers dipped down and in between my folds. My mouth opened and a tiny moan escaped at the unexpected touch.
"Atta girl," Cole praised as his fingers ran up and down my moistening slit. His touch held me completely captive. I looked up to see Sam Spencer smiling slightly. Cole's fingers probed into me and I moaned again, lost in the pleasure he was giving me. When I felt him pull his fingers out, my body instantly pushed back, begging for them to be inside me again. "That's enough for now Gracey," Cole said as he patted my rear. My mouth twisted slightly and I let out a whimper. Cole's touch had made me oblivious to Sam's presence, but now that he'd stopped I felt the hot embarassment of being on all fours, under his gaze.
"Looks like things are coming along real well here," Sam said, nodding at Cole. My face flushed with embarassment. This was a position I'd never expected to find myself in front of Sam.
"I went into town to speak with the Sherrif, clear the air about our misunderstanding out by the river. Turned out the Sherrif had some good news for us. The men who robbed this place have been aprehended. They're in the jailhouse now, isn't that so Sherrif?"
"It is indeed," Sam said, nodding again.
"Sherrif's got what he thinks are all your belongings. We're going to go down with him and have a look see." Cole held his hand out for me to grab onto. I realized he wanted me to stand up, but every time I moved I felt the uncomfortable presence of the plug in my rear. I looked back at myself, then at Cole hoping he would understand. Hoping he wouldn't make me explain myself in front of Sam. "What's the matter Gracey?" he asked.
I bit my lip, looked down at the ground and whispered back to him, though with how close Sam was, I knew he could hear.
"I...I don't think I can." I glanced back at my rear to make sure he understood. When I looked back at him, he was smiling a comforting smile.
"Don't worry Gracey, we won't make you ride a horse like that. We'll just go on mine."
I didn't understand. What did he mean go on his? I was trying to tell him that I couldn't walk!
"I...I don't think I can walk, even."
"Nonsense sweetheart," Cole replied pulling me off the bed and helping me step down onto the floor.
My back arched in a funny way as I tried to straighten out. But I couldn't. I had to keep my ass pushed out to accomodate the plug inside me. This also served to push my breasts out the opposite way.
"There," Cole said, smiling, "I knew you you could do it." He put a heavy hand on my rear and petted me there and I must confess that it made me wet between the legs again. Looking around, I wondered what he'd have me wear. But Cole just took me by the arm and began to lead me towards the door. I hesitated. He looked at me, confused. "What's the matter, sweetheart?"
"I...I..." I wasn't sure how to answer his question. Surely he didn't mean for me to go into town like this, unclothed? "May I have some clothes?" I asked, realizing that a question was the path of least resistance. At that moment, Austin walked into the room.
"Howdy Sherrif, nice to see you." Sam tipped his hat at Austin. "What seems to be the problem here?"
"We're going to town. Sherrif's found what he thinks are Gracey's things." Cole said, calm and even.
"Well that sounds alright then. I'll ride with you."
"Gracey was just asking if she could have some clothes," Cole added.
"Aw, beautiful we ain't keeping you clothed. We want the town to see what a beautiful bride we have. See
how proud you are to wear that plug in your rear." I couldn't believe what I was hearing, though Austin sounded not only sincere but genuinely proud.
"I...but I...I can't walk around the streets, like this!" I said, my voice climbing to almost a shriek. Austin stepped forward and put a gentle hand on my cheek.
"Gracey, we love you, you know we do. It's the way it's done where we come from. A woman's got to be shown so's everyone knows who she belongs to." He ran his fingers gently down the side of my face. I couldn't believe that I was about to be taken into town completely nude and paraded down the street like some kind of prize, once again a confusion of shame and lust welled inside me. These were my husbands now. I needed to do as I was told and if they wanted me to walk down the street naked, it wasn't my place to disagree.