“What are you thinking?” she asked quietly, not sure how to read his pensive mood.
“You don’t want to know,” he said softly.
“I do. I know I pissed you off, but I didn’t mean to. I just didn’t think.”
“I know,” he said quietly, “and I’m trying to decide how best to ensure you don’t do that again.”
“Well, you told me so I won’t.”
“I don’t think so. I think you’ll jump in to help, especially if it means protecting those you care about without a thought as to your own safety.”
“No, Luc. You didn’t say I shouldn’t…”
“Hush, souris. Do not think me so foolish as to believe you needed me to tell you to stay up on the porch where it was safe.”
“I don’t think you’re a fool.”
“Nor do I think you are one.” He swatted her ass, making her yelp.
Swinging his legs over the side of their bed, he pulled on a pair of jeans before walking over to the top dresser drawer where he had begun to store toys he thought they might enjoy. He pulled out a small rubber butt plug. He smiled as her eyes grew wider. She’d become accustomed to his fingering her dark rosebud and had even come to accept his slipping a finger into her when she least expected it. As much as she wanted to tell him she didn’t like it, they both knew better.
“What are you planning to do with that?” she squeaked.
His smile was lascivious and predatory at the same time. “It is time my souris learned that when she misbehaves and especially when she endangers herself, her bottom will get punished… inside and out.”
Luc sat down on the bed and patted his thigh. “Put yourself over my knee.”
“No. You wouldn’t spank me with a house full of people and when I have to sit down… would you?”
“Oh, it’s not that I wouldn’t. I just think this may be a better object lesson for you for your earlier misbehavior.”
He reached for her hand and gently pulled her to him. She didn’t resist even though everything in her wanted to rebel. Once he had her in position he gently patted her bottom in a loving manner.
“Later, once we’ve said goodnight to everyone, you will come to our room, take your clothes off, and go stand in the corner. When I’m ready, I’ll come get you and bring you back to our bed before putting you over my knee and spanking your bottom thoroughly. When I am finished with you, sitting down comfortably will not be within your ability to do. As for now, I’m going to put this soft plug in your bottom. It will help you to stay focused on why it is you want to stay safe and mind me. It will also serve as a reminder that when everyone has left, you are going to get spanked. It shouldn’t be too uncomfortable but I do think it will keep your attention where it needs to be.”
“Luc, no,” she said, starting to struggle.
He landed one hard swat across the middle of her rump, and she bit her lip to keep from yowling.
Luc chortled. “That’s the only reason you aren’t getting your bottom spanked right now. And when they’re doing renovations, I think it would be wise for you to put a lot of additional soundproofing around our room. I may not always be as accommodating to you not wanting people to know that I am dominant and you are not. Now relax. It won’t hurt you. You’ll just feel a bit fuller than you have when I’ve fingered you.”
“I don’t like it…”
Another hard swat.
“Should I add washing your mouth out with soap to tonight’s menu? I’ve warned you about lying to me about your level of arousal and we both know you always get wetter when I finger you in that manner.”
He reached between her legs and withdrew a copious amount of her slick essence to coat both the plug and the entrance to her dark portal. He gently inserted just the tip of his finger until he heard her breathing relax and he could easily get his finger into her.
“That’s my good girl,” he said soothingly.
He withdrew his finger and Melody’s sense of relief was quickly replaced by a feeling of dread as he inserted the well-lubricated tip of the rubber plug.
“No, Luc…” she said, hating to beg but being willing to do anything to get him to change his mind.
“Yes, Melody. You relax and this will be a lot easier to get done. But make no mistake, it will be done before you get dressed to join our guests.”
“I believe you. Mostly I think because you continue to assert that you have no interest in being pleasured in this manner. But given that you always become more aroused, I do not believe that your body agrees with your head. Breathe, Melody. Be a good girl.”
She started to cry softly. She wasn’t quite sure why. Luc was correct about him not hurting her and as much as she didn’t want it to, there was no denying that his attentions to her anally ramped up her desire for him as did his calm, commanding manner. She felt him press the tip of the plug against her puckered entrance.
“Please don’t. You can put it in later and fuck me with it still in.”
He had told her several times that at some point her would insert a plug in her bottom and fuck her pussy while it was there. He’d also told her that there would be times he would insert one after she’d been spanked while she stood in the corner.
Luc had swatted her hard several times, making her yelp and then blush as she realized that it always caused her to become wetter and want him even more. She had to admit to herself, although she was certain he knew, that she was aroused for him most of the time.
Everything about him spoke to her—his eyes, his face, the sensual line of his lips, his powerful shoulders and chest that nipped in at the waist before falling straight down through his powerful thighs and calves. And then there was his cock—his truly magnificent cock that never failed to harden and pleasure her in the most amazing ways.
But never had he threatened to plug her bottom and then make her sit down to have dinner with people. It seemed, however, that was his intent.
“What makes you think that I don’t plan to do just that?” he asked as he nudged the tip of the plug into her. “Breathe, souris. You will be fine, but mindful of your foolish and dangerous behavior this afternoon.”
“I said I was sorry.”
He continued to ease the plug in. As it widened it stretched her more than his finger ever had.
“I’m glad to hear it. Not as sorry as I plan for you to be. Just remember that once I have finished your punishment, all will be forgiven. Things will be as they were with the exception that the next time you are faced with a rogue, wild stallion, perhaps you will remain where it is safe, n’est pas?”
The plug continued to push past the tight ring of muscle. Just as she was about to begin pleading with him again, she felt the widest part enter her and her entrance close around a much smaller column. Luc wiggled the plug so she could feel how deep he had placed it and how full her bottom was. He stroked her bottom lovingly, running his fingers from the plug to her pussy where he gathered some of the wet he found there and massaged it into her engorged clit.
“There’s my good girl. Can you stop sniffling and get ready to go have dinner?”
“You’re going to make me do this, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sweetheart, I am. Now do you want to have dinner or should I tell them you are feeling under the weather? If that is your choice, you can stay here in our room with the plug in your bottom.”
He released her legs and she remained where she was.
“Can I get up?” she asked, feeling very humbled and, much as she hated to admit it, obedient.
“Yes. You’re a good girl for asking. I’m very proud of you. Are you going to get dressed?”
It was the first time she’d ever called him that. It seemed to surprise him as much as it did her, but it just felt right.
“Bien, I like that. When you are being punished you will refer to me as sir. Agreed?”
“Yes, sir. Do I have to do that when we are with people?” she said, standing up.
She tried to move away, but he brought her to stand between his legs, running his hands up her sides and caressing her breasts.
“No, sweetheart, just when we are alone.”
He reached up and wiped away her tears before standing and kissing her softly.
“This sucks,” she said before turning to go to the closet to find something comfortable to wear.
Luc followed her, running his hand down the curve of her buttock before squeezing it lightly.
“And you, miss, will watch your language.”
Melody grinned. “Sierra warned me that was coming at some point.”
“Then it should be easy for you to remember,” he said, spinning her around to kiss her hungrily.
They both dressed although Luc seemed to have trouble keeping his hands off of her. Melody enjoyed the attention and combined with the very submissively sexy feeling she had wearing the plug, she found the sensation it created to be pleasurable. She had to admit he was right, the plug didn’t hurt and wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable, but it did make her feel full in her nether regions and did keep her focused on those feelings and the man who had created them.
They joined their friends. Melody couldn’t be sure, but she would have bet serious money that she wasn’t the only one who had been treated to a rollicking encounter with her man during the afternoon.
Julie announced that she was ready to serve and they all sat down at the large farm table that could easily sit eight. She started the meal with an Indian flatbread with butter masala, shaved zucchini, paneer cheese, cilantro, and olive oil. The flavor was delicate but a wonderful way to start their meal.
Next, she served beef ribeye steak with portobello mushrooms, charred shishito peppers, and blistered sweet tomatoes. When Julie brought out the steaks, Melody became worried. Ryder, Charlie, and Luc were cowboys. They liked their beef straight up and rare. To her surprise they all raved over it. Ruth asked if she shared recipes, which seemed to delight Julie.
She ended the three-course tasting menu with a gourmet version of s’mores. It had charred homemade marshmallows, chocolate crémeux, and was topped with a graham cracker streusel.
Once they had finished the meal, the six diners looked at each other and grinned.
“Julie?” called Melody. “Can you come join us for a minute?”
Julie came in and all six of them burst into a round of applause.
“If you want the job, it’s yours,” said Melody.
“Are you kidding me? Of course I want the job! Oh, my God! Thank you! When do you want me to start?”
“We need to get everything up and running, but we’re going to need your input. And if you could take on feeding the crew here…”
Ruth chimed in, “Kind of like my position at the Flying M. It would really help me out as I’ve been trying to work at both places.”
“I need to give my dad notice. I only feel it’s professional…”
“Are you worried about how he’s going to react?” asked Sierra gently.
“A little,” she admitted.
“Well, don’t. You can start anytime you want in the next month and we’ll have a place for you to live.”
Julie ran around the table, hugging each of them and saying thank you repeatedly. She started to clean up the kitchen and Ruth shooed her out. Ryder and Luc walked out on the porch and watched as she ran down the stairs and into Billy’s waiting arms.
“Think he’s been sitting down there the whole time?” asked Ryder, smiling.
“Probably. He went out of his way to thank Melody for giving her the opportunity,” said Luc. “I think they’ve been seeing each other.”
“Hmm, there seems to be a lot of fraternizing going on around here,” Ryder said, laughing.
“Yeah, and the sooner you get out of here, the sooner I can get back to fraternizing.”
Ryder laughed again. “Okay, we’ll leave you to deal with your lady. It didn’t look like she was having any problem with the chair.”
Luc smiled. “No. But I gave her something to wear to help her focus on behaving before we rejoined you. I mean to see she doesn’t do something that stupid again.” He shook his head. “Running down with all those wild horses milling about could have got her hurt.”
“Well, get it dealt with and then get on with it. If Sierra doesn’t straighten up, yours won’t be the only one who is having trouble sitting down come tomorrow morning.”
“What did Sierra do?”
“Wanted to fret about Melody. Wanted me to talk to you and tell you not to get after her. And then there’s the whole her being upset about mustangs being caught.”
“That’s to be expected, don’t you think? One friend taking up for another? And Sierra’s feelings on the mustang matter are well known.”
“None of it bothered me until after I told her a couple of times to let it go.”
They turned and walked back into the house.
“We timed that right, Ryder. I think they’re done,” said Luc as they walked into the house.
“There really wasn’t much to do except the actual dishes. Julie cleaned up after herself. I swear that was the best meal I’ve ever had,” said Melody.
“I agree,” said Sierra. “I was worried about her serving steak, but that was amazing.”
They all agreed. As soon as the last of the dishes were put away, those who lived at Flying M headed down to the SUV the crew had left behind and headed for home.
Luc wrapped his arm around Melody, kissed her cheek, and led her back to their bedroom. Melody was being very quiet. Luc ran his hand down her back and rubbed her glorious backside. Tonight would be the first time he had to do more than just swat her. He planned to use his hand only this first time as she hadn’t fussed too much about wearing the butt plug even though he could tell she had decidedly mixed feelings about it.
“How are you feeling?” he murmured in her ear.
“It’s a very odd feeling. You’re right, it isn’t painful, but it does seem to be pressing on things other than where I expected. And knowing you made me wear it when there were other people here has really made me feel… the only word I have is humble and more than a little submissive. As I’m sure you know, it’s also kept me more than a little aroused—both the physical sensation and the emotional one.”
“Those aren’t bad things for you to feel. I’m very proud of you. I know you didn’t want to and it’s the first time you ever had a plug put inside you. You were very brave about it.”
“So can we consider my punishment done?” she asked hopefully.
“Because you didn’t fuss overly much, I’m going to take the plug out before I spank you, but no, my darling girl, you’re about to get your first spanking.”
He marched her into the bedroom and directed her over the bed. He bared her bottom, slowly removed the rubber plug, and rubbed her in that same place to soothe the sting.
“I want you to get undressed and then go stand in the corner.”
“Luc, please. You didn’t tell me I had to stay on the porch.”
“That’s true. But the fact you picked up that bucket to take on that stallion tells me you knew it wasn’t safe to be down there… didn’t you?”
Melody thought he didn’t need an answer until she felt his hand connect with her backside, making her yelp.
“I asked you a question, Melody. I expect some kind of answer. You knew it wasn’t safe down there.”
“All right, I knew. But Queenie was scared.”
“Queenie was behind a sturdy steel fence panel and that stallion wasn’t going to get to her. Was she upset? Yes. Was she in danger? No. You do not put yourself in the way of a wild stallion like that.”
“You and Ryder both did.”
Luc shook his head. “Yes, two experienced horsemen mounted on well-trained horses both with lariats worked together to rope that stallion. We were not a lone woman on foot with a bucket. Now, get naked and go stand in the corner.”
Looking in Luc’s eyes, she knew that he was done talking and would not be swayed. She decided it was best to heed Sierra’s advice and accept that this was happening and that the sooner she did as she was told, the sooner it would be over.
She stood up and took off her clothes, putting them away while Luc went into the bath and washed and dried the butt plug and put it away.
Melody stood in the corner. This was almost as humiliating as having that plug up her ass. She didn’t like either… at least that’s what she wanted to believe. But with both she felt a pool of desire gather between her legs.
She could hear him undressing before he joined her in the corner. Standing directly behind her, he ran his hands up and down her body.
“You put yourself in danger this afternoon, didn’t you?” he asked quietly.
“Yes,” she admitted.
Luc took her by the hand and led her back to their bed. He too was stripped of all of his clothes except for his jeans. He sat down on the bed and pulled her back across his knees. He allowed her to get comfortable as he trapped her legs between his. Luc rubbed her backside until she relaxed and then raised his hand and brought down the first hard swat.
“Ow, Luc, no!” she cried.
Luc said nothing but began to spank her striking first one cheek and then the other. Melody registered each blow. Within a few minutes the swats and where they landed were no longer individually distinguishable. He continued to spank her despite her efforts to get away.
Luc felt her squirm and try to avoid his hand as he spanked her. He observed with a certain degree of detachment as her beautiful bottom turned from pale ivory to a pale blush then to deep pink before becoming red. Luc felt the heat rising up to meet his hand each time as he brought it crashing back down onto her backside.
She was becoming desperate to get away, but he held her in place as he punished her bottom. Each time he felt his resolve beginning to waver, he remembered seeing the roan stallion charging toward her and he remembered praying that the ropes would hold and keep her safe.
As he’d told her, he thought her ass was perfection, but he thought as beautiful as it had been before he started, it was more so now showing the color from his loving discipline. He continued to paddle her behind as her pleas became more desperate. Finally the cries became sobs as she gave herself over to the pain he was inflicting on her bottom.
When he felt he’d delivered the level of punishment necessary to make a lasting impression, he stopped. He rubbed her bottom gently and soothingly while he let her cry.
“If you ever put yourself in harm’s way again, I’ll take my belt to your bottom and leave welts behind to remind you not to do it a third time. Am I making myself perfectly clear?”
“Yes, sir. I won’t do it again. Please, please, please be done.”
“I’m done spanking you for what you did this afternoon unless you show me I haven’t gotten through to you.”
“No, you have. I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”
“All right then,” he said, releasing her legs, “you can get up and go stand in the corner.”
Melody got to her feet unsteadily and Luc stood with her and walked her back to the corner.
“No, I don’t want to go,” she said.
“Shh, you’ll do as you’re told or go back over my knee. Which do you prefer?”
“I thought when you finished spanking me that I wasn’t in trouble anymore.”
“No. When I finish spanking you, that part of your punishment is over. Now you stand in the corner and think about the behavior that got you put here with a bright red bottom to show for your efforts.”
Luc felt her reach for his hand and he took it. He nuzzled her and rubbed his other hand along her body, enjoying how her body responded to his gentle touch.
“Are you going to be my good girl?”
“Do you need to stand here to think about why you got spanked and how you can avoid it in the future?”
“No, sir. I understand. I won’t do it again.”
“See that you don’t. If there’s a next time, you’ll spend your corner time after the spanking with your pretty red bottom plugged.”
Melody said nothing but nodded. Luc smiled. He was very proud of her. She was taking her punishment with a minimum of fuss and seemed very contrite.
He released her hand and moved behind her. Gently but firmly he pulled her hips toward him, bringing them in direct contact with the fly of his jeans. Melody winced but Luc held her firmly as he opened his jeans. He ran his hand down her body and between her legs, chuckling at the level of arousal he found.
He spread her lower lips and sank his cock to its full length. As he slid in, Melody orgasmed in response. Each spasm of her pussy helped to draw him deeper. Luc groaned in answer to her providing him with maximum pleasure as he entered her. He began to take long, slow, deep strokes. He was in no hurry to finish her. Her body writhed and trembled as a consequence of his dominant lovemaking.
Melody loved the way he filled her and then caressed her entire pussy as he plunged back and forth. She wanted desperately to move with him, but his firm grip on her hips kept her from doing so. Over and over he thrust in and out. She climaxed a second time, calling his name and begging him to come with her.
“Not yet, sweetheart. Do you have any idea how good you feel? The way your pussy opens to take all of my cock and then forms a nice snug fit. And when you come for me, there is nothing better. But tonight with your warm, red bottom pushed up against me, you are beyond compare.”
“God, Luc,” she rasped.
Every time her sore bottom made contact with the fly of his jeans as he surged forward it renewed all of the evening’s earlier feelings of surrendering to his domination. She knew she wanted more from him. She longed to have him stroke her harder and faster before thrusting home and releasing his essence into her.
Finally he wrapped an arm around her lower pelvis to hold her tight and brought his other hand to play with her nipples. She leaned heavily on one arm on the wall and placed her other hand over his. As she mewled her need for him, he began to stroke with more determined power. The beginnings of the contractions that signaled her oncoming orgasm began in earnest.
“Good girl. Give to me. Give to me. Give,” he commanded in a whisper that was barely audible. Her body didn’t need any additional volume or encouragement to do what it had been designed to do—give everything to this man who was mounted and riding her hard to remind her that he was dominant and that she would obey him or be taken to task for it.
As she called his name a final time, he slammed into her body once… twice… three times before gushing into her. Her pussy spasmed around him even after he had stilled. He remained inside her until she had come down from the high, kissing her and praising her with both hands and words.
Finally, Luc withdrew from her. “You do not put yourself in danger. Am I clear?”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again,” she cried softly, not from physical pain but more from relief that her punishment was over.
Luc rubbed her heated backside lovingly.
“See that it doesn’t,” he said grimly. “You stand here until I give you permission to leave your corner.”
She nodded quietly, responding, “Yes, sir.”
He backed away and sat down on the edge of the bed. He took off his boots and socks. He stood to take them into the walk-in and as he passed by her, he fondled her buttocks again.
“Such a beautiful bottom. Red is definitely your color.”
“Don’t tease me, it hurts.”
“It was supposed to. Maybe next time you won’t act without thinking and put yourself in harm’s way… will you.”
“No, sir,” she answered.
She heard him chuckle. “If you’re not sure, I can always put the plug back in for you to sleep with.”
“No, Luc, I said I’d be good.”
She watched him from the corner of her eye as he turned down the bed and got in, stretching out on his side.
“All right, little girl. You can come get in bed with me.”
He patted the place right next to him. She slipped into bed, trying to avoid her bottom making contact with the mattress. Luc rolled over on his back and cuddled her close to him. He rested his head on one arm and the other arm he rested on her back with his hand lightly caressing her bruised bottom.
“One last thing,” he said solemnly.
“You are not to leave the house for the next three days. You can go out on the patio or the porch, but you will stay here.”
“Luc…” she started to protest.
“Do you need me to put the plug back in tomorrow morning?” he asked softly.
“No, sir. I’ll be your good girl.”
Melody stretched up to kiss him. Luc smiled.
“Even when you’re being naughty, you are always my good girl.”
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