That was something else Clive and I had discussed. The next time we took Sassy to bed, we wanted to claim her—fully.
“If she’s getting a spanking tomorrow, I think she needs the plug tonight.” My already hard cock throbbed with approval. Sassy groaned as Clive nodded his agreement.
Sassy
* * *
Bent over the kitchen table, my skirts up around my hips, I whimpered as two slick fingers pushed into my backside. The tight little hole stretched open, the slight burn of being filled, making me squirm in discomfort.
“Why do I need a plug if I’m getting a spanking?” I asked plaintively.
My husbands had handled me like glass the past few days, and while at first, I had appreciated their thoughtfulness, today, I had gotten antsy for more than soft kisses and light caresses. I wanted to feel them again. I had thought doing the laundry would show them I was feeling much better, but that hadn’t gone quite the way I’d thought it would.
The fingers inside me twisted, and my breath hitched, pleasure sliding through me at the sensation. Having my bottom played with, instead of my pussy, was an awful tease, especially after so many days without any sexual satisfaction. I wanted them, not the plug.
“Oh, the plug isn’t for the spanking, not really,” William said, moving his fingers back and forth in my ass. I gasped, pussy clenching as he fucked my bottom with the thick digits, mimicking the sex act. “It’s for what we’re going to do after.”
Fingers gripped my hair, right at the base of my skull, and Clive tugged, pulling my head back, so he could look at me. His dark eyes were full of lustful promise.
“Tomorrow, sweetheart, we’re going to spank you and wipe the slate clean. And once we have that nice, clean slate, we’re going to claim you.”
“I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy.” William picked up the thread of conversation from Clive, his fingers still moving inside of me, propelling my arousal to new heights. “And Clive is going to fuck this lovely ass.”
“So, you need the plug to prepare,” Clive finished, lowering his lips to mine for a ruthless kiss that left me reeling almost as much as the vivid picture they painted.
William’s fingers withdrew, then I felt the hard nose of the plug pushing into me. I moaned, my eyes fluttering shut against Clive’s intense gaze. I could feel him watching me, documenting every tiny change in my expression as William pumped the plug back and forth, forcing my bottom open wider and wider until I cried out as the widest part of the plug breached my entrance.
The sharp pain was over almost as soon as it began, the rest of the plug easily pushing inside. I shuddered. It felt huge. I didn’t know if they’d used a larger plug, or if it just felt that way because I had gone so many days without it, but it felt much larger than I remembered. I panted for breath as Clive slowly lowered my head down to the table.
William’s fingers swept through the slick folds of my pussy, and my hips jerked, but he pulled away before I could begin to enjoy the stimulation.
Leaning over me, he whispered in my ear, “Tomorrow, sweetheart.”
14
Clive
* * *
I don’t think William and I had ever worked so damn fast in our lives. Both of us knew what was waiting for us at the end of the day, and neither of us wanted to wait one moment longer than we had to before we could punish and claim our wife. We stopped by the creek on the way home to quickly scrub ourselves clean, changing into the clothing we’d packed in our saddlebags. It was an extra effort and a small delay, but tonight was a special night.
Sassy was waiting for us when we walked into the house, her head coming up, then ducking back down as she bent over the stew simmering on the stove.
“What, no greeting?” William teased. Normally, she jumped up to greet us. We knew why she was feeling more uncomfortable today, but it was still amusing.
“I… yes, of course.” Flushing bright red, Sassy hurried forward to give us our kisses, William first, then me.
William crowded in behind her, his hands sliding down her back to her bottom as I kissed her, making her squeak and squirm between us. My cock was already achingly hard. Pressing her softness against me, I claimed her mouth, kissing her deeply and thoroughly. Then I released her, turning her back around to face William for another kiss, so I could caress her as I undid the buttons on her dress. We passed her back and forth between us, stripping her down and stealing her breath with kisses.
I cupped her breast, pinching her nipple and making her moan against William’s lips. He slid his hand between her legs, stroking her wetness as she gasped against mine.
Once she was completely naked, I spun her back around to kiss William again, while I settled onto one of the chairs, watching and waiting. My hand was already itchy with anticipation, my cock throbbing and waiting. When he turned her around, she turned bright red when she saw me sitting there, and her head ducked down again.
“Time for your punishment,” I said sternly, patting my thigh. “Come here and put yourself over my lap, Sassy.”
She hesitated, but William took her hand and led her over, helping her bend, so her bottom was high in the air. My hand rested on that pretty curve of flesh, fingertips almost touching the flat base of the plug buried between her cheeks. The bulge of my cock pressed against her side, and she squirmed against it, rubbing the thick length through my pants, and making me groan.
“Do you understand why you’re being punished, Sassy?” William asked, rubbing the small of her back.
Sassy turned her head to look at him, her voice quivering.
“Because I lied. I’m so sorry. I thought you wouldn’t marry me if you knew.”
“I can understand that,” I said, patting her bottom gently. “But after we were married, I’d like to think you were getting to know us well enough to trust us.”
“I…” Her voice trailed off before returning, more tearfully. “I’m sorry.”
“We know, sweetheart,” William said.
“Now, I’m going to give you something to think about the next time you’re tempted to tell a lie.” Raising my hand, I brought it down on her bottom, hard enough to sting.
Sassy
* * *
“Ow!” I jerked against Clive’s legs, but there was more surprise in my voice than pain. My bottom clenching around the plug was more uncomfortable than the swat that had just landed on my upturned cheeks.
Clive’s hand came down again and again with short, crisp swats that stung when they landed, but the sensation quickly morphed into a general warmth until another swat slapped against my skin. I squirmed, panting as my bottom heated.
This wasn’t so bad. Not really. In fact, it was rather arousing. Something about being over Clive’s lap, my side pressed against his hard cock, his hand coming down on my ass, and William watching from behind, made me all achy and needy. Or maybe it was because I knew what was coming after this. My pussy pulsed in anticipation.
“That’s a nice rosy pink hue,” William said admiringly, and I blushed, thankful they couldn’t see my face. “Her pussy is nice and slick, too. I think she’s enjoying this.”