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“Oh, please.” Another round of tears streamed from her eyes.
“Thought I’d come home and surprise you,” he said. “Seems you surprised me.”
She tried to stand but Will pushed her down.
“By all means, let Reggie finish,” he said. “Later he can tell me why you deserve it.”
“But Will …” she cried to him, appealing for mercy.
His hand still held her so tightly there’d be bruises by morning.
“Is this justified?” he asked.
I took a long time to respond, and when she did, all the reply she could offer him was a whimpering, “Yes.”
His glare spelled catastrophe. “Then perhaps, Alex darling, you should stay a few more days,” he remarked, and at last relinquished his grasp. “Punish her the way she obviously wants to be punished,” he said turning toward Reggie. “I’ll see you back at the house.”
Like a storm cloud dropping lightning to the earth and then passing swiftly by, Will was there and gone. With him gone Alex and Reggie were alone again.
Without pause, the strike of the riding crop resumed on her mottled behind. Reggie’s purpose seemed inspired by his friend’s appearance. The strikes came down harder, her screams became more agonized. But just shy of breaking the skin he stopped, and the fury of their battle was finally over. Hanging the riding crop on a nail nearby, Reggie turned away from her toward the corridor between the stalls, while Alex remained poised over the bar catching her breath.
“Gus!” Reggie shouted for his foreman.
Finally getting her bearings, Alex stood up straight and shivered with fright realizing that as mean a punishment as this had been, neither dominant—her husband or Reggie—was finished with her. And to have Gus called in, she had even more reason to dread the next few hours.
When the hulking brute at last appeared in the doorway he looked directly at the half-naked Alexandra with a lust-filled expression as frightful as any she’d seen in a long time. Perhaps the last time she’d known such severity from a man was the last time she’d been with Gus. And yet, could his boorish attitude be any worse than what she’d already experienced from Reggie and Will?
“Collar and tether her,” Reggie instructed him. There was a bite in his voice as cold as the bite of the riding crop had been hot on her skin. “Mrs. Kozak will be staying with us a few more days.”
“Just like it used to be,” Gus remarked, one eye fixing her with an insidious spark of elation.
Reggie paused. “Yes. Very much like it used to be,” he replied. “Bring her to the house once you have her harnessed. She’ll stay downstairs in the maid’s room. But you can escort her to my office first.”
“Yes, sir,” Gus replied, as he watched the master of the estate exit the stable. “You wait here,” he addressed her. “And don’t move.” Gus disappeared returning a few minutes later with leather he’d use to bind her.
Alex’s jodhpurs and sweatshirt were left in the stable. She exchanged the mundane garments for more exotic ones—ones Gus affixed on her himself. The style was simple, humbling, just a crude, brown, leather collar around her neck, three inches wide, and one inch straps that crossed her breasts and were fixed to a leather waist belt. Two others straps looped between her thighs on either side of her plump labia and were then drawn up tight inside the crack of her ass.
She would have expected Gus to sneer and deride her, his sentiments coming from his naturally unrefined personality. He was hardly kind, but rather than reproach her more than she’d already been, he simply completed his assignment with efficient speed. Long before Alex was ready to face the two men in the house, she was being brusquely led from the stables up the lawn to Reggie’s private study. She shivered cold even though the summer heat was baking down on her. At one time a naked woman tiptoeing across the grass of Reggie’s estate was not an unusual sight. But now she felt as exposed as she would have been running naked down a busy thoroughfare. The humiliation of her current state was having the desired effect.
***
“So you like the young ones?” Will asked her. His hand held her chin so firmly she thought he might squeeze the bones until they broke. The three were in Reggie’s study, Alexandra in the center of the room. She stood before one dominant, Reggie, who impassively appraised the scene from behind his desk; and was stalked by the other, her husband, as he poured out his anger.
“I wasn’t thinking,” she said.
“Except with this.” Will’s hand grabbed the two straps on her belly and tugged them hard against her exposed pussy.
“Ouch!” she softly muttered.
“Don’t protest, Alex. It’s pointless.”
Will let go of the straps and waltzed around her again, ready to pass judgment.
“What’s it going to take to win your fidelity?” he spouted with an acrimonious twist.
“You home. Us together,” she told him.
“Oh, Alex,” Reggie interjected immediately, exasperation reeking from his voice. The imperious dominant pulled himself from his desk and moved to her other side. “You’re telling me that is as far as your faithfulness extends? You have to have Will in bed every night to keep you constant? You need his ever watchful gaze or you won’t be able to help yourself when some young buck decides you’re ripe to screw? You say you love this man?”
