After he’d completed his chore, making sure no trace of what had really transpired remained, he returned to their camp to find Lizzie helping Caelan clean freshly caught fish. He was unsaddling his horse and putting him in the corral when Caelan joined him.
“We need to talk about Lizzie.”
“She seemed fine up at the cavern, did something happen once ye got back?” asked Gavan, concerned.
“Not like acting out, but I get a sense that mask of bravado we saw at her trial has come back. I think she’s feeling bad guilty about Gutherie.”
“She did what she had to do…”
“I agree. She made a comment about if she’d been where we told her. And, regardless of what she’s says, I think she feels it was wrong to put her mouth on another man.”
“She has a point, at least about having ventured past where we told her. Do ye think she feels like she needs to be spanked?”
“Aye, I do.”
“Then, it’s up to us to give her what she needs.”
They finished getting the horses bedded down for the night.
“Lizzie?” Gavan called and she looked up. “Come here, wife,” he said in a mildly stern tone.
She joined them. “Did you see the riding skirt Cae got me, and the pretty blouse? He bought me a new chemise, corset, stockings, and boots as well.”
“Aye, Caelan tends to spoil ye, even when ye’ve been naughty.”
“Naughty?”
Gavan nodded. “Were ye not told to not go beyond the bend in the river?”
“Yes, but…”
“ ‘Tis yer butt that’s going to pay the price. Gavan and I talked it over and we think, if ye’d minded us, the sheriff might not have snatched ye. While we’re proud of how ye handled yerself, I think ye’d agree that yer still owed a spanking for your disobedience. Don’t ye?”
Gavan’s heart broke when she nodded, tears welling in her eyes.
“I wouldn’t have had to…” She stopped herself.
“Ye wouldn’t have had to what? Do whatever ye had to in order to survive? Stall for time so we could find ye? Did ye lie to us about yer feelings about this afternoon?”
“Maybe a little,” she admitted.
“Maybe, then, we were wrong not to spank yer pretty bottom,” said Caelan. “Take yer clothes off, Lizzie, and come put yer hands on the log.”
“I thought you said a spanking…”
“I did. Get yerself naked and come get in position. We’re going to spank yer bottom in tandem.”
Gavan realized Caelan was right. Lizzie needed to be spanked to atone for whatever she felt she’d done wrong. Even though they disagreed with her, she needed this, and they would provide what she needed.
Once she was in place, they took up a position on either side of her.
“I think her arse is the wrong color, Cae, don’t ye?”
“Aye, it’s far too fair. And she’s an arse just made for her husbands. There’ll come a time, Lizzie, that ye’ll get yer arse fucked when ye’ve misbehaved on top of yer spanking but, since yer not ready for that, we’ll just have to put enough sting in yer tail to make it count.”
LIZZIE
She placed her hands on the log, making her body perpendicular to it. She took a deep breath and exhaled it in a yowl, propelling her up on her tiptoes when both of their hands landed harsh strikes to her ass at the same.
Caelan took off his bandana and stuffed it into her mouth. “Ye’ll take yer punishment with a bit more grace and a lot less noise than ye usually do.”
They began landing one blow after another on her backside. First Gavan and then Caelan; first one side and then the other.
She bit the kerchief to keep from screaming. Nothing had ever hurt so bad or felt so good and so right. Left! Right! Smack! Thwack! They walloped her behind until she couldn’t tell if she was in heaven, or hell.
The pain was intense, but so was the arousal knowing they loved and cared for her enough to give her what she needed. With each swat that landed, her pussy throbbed in anticipation and need. Desire for these two men coursed through her veins and, each time one of their hands landed, it not only added to the fire they were ignighting all across her ass, but deepened her commitment to them and increased her need for their passion and dominance.
She hadn’t realized they had stopped until she felt Gavan’s two fingers penetrate her.
“Ach, Cae,” he chuckled. “Our wife’s cunny is drenched.”
Gavan brought his finger up, teased her back entrance for a moment before sinking in up to his second knuckle.
Lizzie lost her grip on the kerchief and screamed as her body convulsed in a powerful orgasm, almost driving her to her knees.
Cae leaned down and whispered, “I can’t wait to get ye home and in our bed, Lizzie, and sink my cock deep into yer arse. And, after ye’ve had both of us that way a couple of times, Gav’s going to fill yer cunny while I fill yer arse. Feel this?” he said, withdrawing his finger and spanking her ass again, followed quickly by Gavan striking the other.
They returned to their rhythmic spanking as she began to howl and her tears fell freely.
“Ye were a naughty wife. Now, instead of being over in our bed having supper and fucking, we have to deal with yer disobedience. Do ye think that’s fair, Lizzie?” Gavan growled.
“No, Gavan, I’m sorry. I should have stayed where you told me.”
“Aye, lass, ye should have,” agreed Caelan.
They continued to spank and scold her for venturing past the point they’d told her to stay until she was sobbing and wailing, promising to never do it again.
“Ye think she’s learned her lesson?” Gavan asked Caelan.
“Not quite. Give her cunny a good finger fucking while I get the bigger plug. I’ve got supper almost ready. We’ll put the plug in, and she can wear it the rest
