ask is within reason,”
Dallas
said. He took her trembling hand in his, leading her into the bedroom. “Get undressed, Jude.”
“What if someone comes in?”
“I’m going downstairs to lock the door and hang the ‘Out to Lunch’ sign.”
Dallas
shot her an impatient look as he stopped in the doorway. “See what we’re talking about? You’re challenging me right now.” He pointed a finger in her direction. “I said get undressed.”
Jude didn’t hesitate this time. She quickly pulled off her T-shirt, tossing it across the top of the dressing screen. Next, she unhooked the front opening on bra, flinging it over the shirt while she kicked off her sandals. Without looking in Morgan’s direction, she unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down her legs and stepping out of them where they lay on the floor. By now, her pussy quivered with anticipation while her mind screamed at her to stop this game before it went too far.
She knew it had already reached the point of no return when Morgan sat down on the bed and patted his knees. “Come over here and lay across my lap.” He held up a finger to silence the protest she started to utter. “No arguing, Jude.”
Torn between excitement and humiliation, Jude reluctantly positioned herself over Morgan’s knees just as
Dallas
returned to the room. Holding herself awkwardly, she tried to look at the men. “I don’t deserve this.”
Without warning, Morgan’s hand came down across her bare flesh with a smack that made her stiffen and try to stand up. He put an unyielding hand in the middle of her back, holding her firmly in place. “You’re not going anywhere, little darlin’. You keep that cute ass right where it is. You might as well get used to being sore until you decide to listen to me and Dallas.”
The stinging inflamed Jude’s pussy with a rush of blood. She felt herself responding to the pain in a way she never thought possible. Her traitorous body grew wetter, and her pussy fairly throbbed for attention. She wondered what it would feel like to have the sting of his fingers across the lips of her labia. Would it be unbearable? Or would it hurt so good she could barely stand it?
Morgan handed
Dallas
the paddle. “She needs to learn both of us mean business.”
Jude tensed, and the paddle landed on her flesh with a burst of flame. She whimpered, unable to keep from squirming at the sensation “I’m sorry. I’ll try to do a better job listening to both of you.”
Morgan’s hand caressed her stinging hips, feeling cool as he slowly traced the line the paddle left on her skin with gentle fingers. “You know this is for your own good, Jude. You need to let us take care of you, and you have to learn to trust us.”
Morgan dealt the blow this time, and despite the gentleness of his touch a moment before, he didn’t spare any pity on her during the spanking. He measured each stroke, holding the paddle against her skin for a fraction before he drew it back for another blow against her exposed skin. She felt like her ass was on fire when he laid the paddle aside and dropped a kiss on her shoulder.
“I’m going to put the plug in, honey, and you’re going to leave it in until we come back. Got that?”
Jude started to protest that she couldn’t watch the store and wait on customers with a toy stuck in her ass, but she was stinging too much to take a chance on being spanked again. She knew for certain that if she protested wearing the plug she would get paddled until she complied.
One more hit, she decided, and she would have been sobbing like a baby.
With that in mind, Jude caved in to the demand.
“Okay.” She knew her voice sounded submissive and obedient, and she could feel Morgan’s erection pushing at her through the fire department uniform he wore.
A trickle of lubrication ran down the channel of her butt, pooling with the juices of her pussy. Morgan’s fingers lightly twisted her nipples as
Dallas
stuck his finger into her tiny back
Dallas
said. He took her trembling hand in his, leading her into the bedroom. “Get undressed, Jude.”
“What if someone comes in?”
“I’m going downstairs to lock the door and hang the ‘Out to Lunch’ sign.”
Dallas
shot her an impatient look as he stopped in the doorway. “See what we’re talking about? You’re challenging me right now.” He pointed a finger in her direction. “I said get undressed.”
Jude didn’t hesitate this time. She quickly pulled off her T-shirt, tossing it across the top of the dressing screen. Next, she unhooked the front opening on bra, flinging it over the shirt while she kicked off her sandals. Without looking in Morgan’s direction, she unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down her legs and stepping out of them where they lay on the floor. By now, her pussy quivered with anticipation while her mind screamed at her to stop this game before it went too far.
She knew it had already reached the point of no return when Morgan sat down on the bed and patted his knees. “Come over here and lay across my lap.” He held up a finger to silence the protest she started to utter. “No arguing, Jude.”
Torn between excitement and humiliation, Jude reluctantly positioned herself over Morgan’s knees just as
Dallas
returned to the room. Holding herself awkwardly, she tried to look at the men. “I don’t deserve this.”
Without warning, Morgan’s hand came down across her bare flesh with a smack that made her stiffen and try to stand up. He put an unyielding hand in the middle of her back, holding her firmly in place. “You’re not going anywhere, little darlin’. You keep that cute ass right where it is. You might as well get used to being sore until you decide to listen to me and Dallas.”
The stinging inflamed Jude’s pussy with a rush of blood. She felt herself responding to the pain in a way she never thought possible. Her traitorous body grew wetter, and her pussy fairly throbbed for attention. She wondered what it would feel like to have the sting of his fingers across the lips of her labia. Would it be unbearable? Or would it hurt so good she could barely stand it?
Morgan handed
Dallas
the paddle. “She needs to learn both of us mean business.”
Jude tensed, and the paddle landed on her flesh with a burst of flame. She whimpered, unable to keep from squirming at the sensation “I’m sorry. I’ll try to do a better job listening to both of you.”
Morgan’s hand caressed her stinging hips, feeling cool as he slowly traced the line the paddle left on her skin with gentle fingers. “You know this is for your own good, Jude. You need to let us take care of you, and you have to learn to trust us.”
Morgan dealt the blow this time, and despite the gentleness of his touch a moment before, he didn’t spare any pity on her during the spanking. He measured each stroke, holding the paddle against her skin for a fraction before he drew it back for another blow against her exposed skin. She felt like her ass was on fire when he laid the paddle aside and dropped a kiss on her shoulder.
“I’m going to put the plug in, honey, and you’re going to leave it in until we come back. Got that?”
Jude started to protest that she couldn’t watch the store and wait on customers with a toy stuck in her ass, but she was stinging too much to take a chance on being spanked again. She knew for certain that if she protested wearing the plug she would get paddled until she complied.
One more hit, she decided, and she would have been sobbing like a baby.
With that in mind, Jude caved in to the demand.
“Okay.” She knew her voice sounded submissive and obedient, and she could feel Morgan’s erection pushing at her through the fire department uniform he wore.
A trickle of lubrication ran down the channel of her butt, pooling with the juices of her pussy. Morgan’s fingers lightly twisted her nipples as
Dallas
stuck his finger into her tiny back
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