"Oh!" I moaned, releasing Cole's mouth as the climax built inside me again, "Oh please..."
Cole's hands found their way under me and onto my swaying breasts. The warmth of his palms on me was just another sensation that sent me careening towards the edge of my climax. But as he caressed my mounds, his fingers drifted down them until finally he found my nipples, stiff with excitement.
Behind me, the pressure of Austin's hand on the small of my back had increased, steadying me against the thrusting of his hand. Now, there was no other way to describe what he was doing to me but to say that he was giving me a thorough fucking. The moment approached. Austin pumping into me from behind, the wet heat of my pussy juices causing his hand to slap against me. Cole's fingers tightened around my nipples. "Oh...oh please!" I shrieked as I felt myself teetering on the edge of my ecstasy.
Cole's fingers tightened, like clamps closing around my stiff buds and I shrieked from the painful pleasure. As I heard the sound of my own voice bouncing around the room and out the window once again my body fell out of my own control as I careened into a second blissful darkness, my cunt now squeezing, squeezing, squeezing around Austin's fingers as he fucked and fucked and fucked me with his stiff hand...
Chapter 12: Examined
It was the smell of coffee that I remember next. Right before the beam of sunlight came through the tiny crack in the window shutter and made me hide my face in my pillow. Then the sound of more voices outside. Both the sound and the smell made me sit bolt upright, which made me realize that I was completely nude.
I began looking around frantically as the voices started to come closer. I heard the door to the house open and the voices come inside. Where were my clothes?!? I bolted from the bed and ran to the dresser, hiding my nudity with my arms from no on in particular. My eyes went wide as I threw open the dresser drawers. All of the clothes from inside them had been removed. I slammed the top drawer shut and opened the next one. Nothing there either! Someone had taken every last stitch of clothing I had!
Then it hit me. Of course they had. I'd been robbed not more than two days ago. But that still didn't explain why the clothes I'd been wearing yesterday weren't anywhere to be...
I didn't have time to finish the thought. The door to the bedroom swung open, causing me to make a run for it back to the bed and dive beneath the covers. I cowered, my head hidden under the pillow, all the while listening for how many sets of footsteps I could make out. There were too many to count, the sound of boots and spurs all jumbled together until finally they stopped and I sensed there were many more people in the room than had been last night.
"I reckon she's a bit shy," I heard Austin say, in his low drawl. "Come on now Gracey, don't make us come get you." The sound of gentle chuckles followed his threat. I felt my blood boiling. How dare he bring strangers into my house?!? Into my bedroom, when I wasn't even dressed! I didn't have much more time to think about it, because the next thing I felt was a swift yank on the covers, then the cool air of the room on my skin. I shrieked and scrambled to try and hide behind the small pillow I'd been sleeping on, though I knew that whoever was there had already had an eyeful of me. After I'd managed to cover myself, I looked up and felt the blood drain from my face.
Standing there in front of me were Austin, Cole with the Doc by their side! The men all seemed calm though, with somewhat pleased expressions on their faces. Of course they were pleased! They were getting an eyeful of me first thing in the morning!
"Now Gracey," Austin said, stepping over to one side of the bed. "We've come to explain some things. The doc was kind enough to stop by and lend a hand in setting getting you trained."
Why were they always talking about training? I wasn't about to be 'trained' by anyone, and I'd already been humiliated enough in front of the Doc.
"Get out of my house!" I screamed at them, pointing a finger towards the door. Austin's expression darkened.
"Gracey, you'll behave yourself in front of the Doc, or I'm going to have to put you over my knee again. I've no trouble spanking you in front of the Doc. Now don't test me." He spoke the words calmly but there was no question what he'd do if I didn't obey. But I'd never been good at holding my temper, not when it had gotten this far. Without thinking, I gripped the pillow I was covering myself with in one hand and flung it across the room at the three of them.
Austin caught the thing easily and put it gently down at the foot of the bed. I knew I'd gone too far. Now not only did I not have a single stitch of clothing or fabric covering my naked body, but Austin stepped towards me and grabbed my wrist that very instant.
I wanted to fight resist his grip, show the men staring at me that my will was still strong. But there was something inside me was much stronger than that. Austin was about to discipline me, to spank my behind right in front of the Doc. He sat down on the bed and swung me over his knee. I wriggled a
