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She looked up at him. No doubt about it, he was royally pissed at her and had every intention of teaching her a lesson. The worst part for her was she’d gone from angry to incredibly aroused. And worse still, she knew that Spence knew it.
He looped the rope around her several times before giving Tank the signal to come forward to where they were. He secured the rope so that it bound her with her arms at her sides. He un-dallied the rope, coiled it in his hand, and then to her astonishment, he remounted Tank. “Come on, son, let’s take our prize back to the barn so I can discipline her. Something she’s in obvious need of.”
He rode the big horse slowly back to the barn. At the gate, he got off, opened it, and led Tank and Harper in. He ground tied Tank one more time by the tack room and walked forward with Harper. He tossed the rope up and over the high cross beam of the truss that held up the roof of the barn. It had been installed to help with lifting things. He pulled the rope tight until Harper was off balance and had to concentrate in order to stand on her tippy-toes. He walked over to the loft ladder and tied the rope off so that there was no way Harper could move or get away.
He went back to Tank, unsaddled him, groomed him and then put him up in his stall. He patted the big gelding’s strong rump.
“Good work, buddy.” Tank went back to munching his hay.
“You can’t leave me tied up like this.”
“I don’t intend to leave you tied up all night, but it’s going to be a while before I untie you. And then it will only be to take you up to the house and finish this. You don’t need to worry about Dusty hearing something and coming to investigate. I already told him I’d be waiting for you. I also asked him to look after the barn and to lunge Mattie for at least the next week.
“You bastard.”
Spence cocked his head to the side. “Again, not your safeword.” He grabbed her from behind and pulled her body into his. “I would suggest you get control of your temper brat. It will not serve you well this evening.”
Spence let her go. Harper tried desperately to get to him to inflict some damage. He pulled down sharply on the rope which lifted her into the air. She dangled there kicking her feet.
“As soon as you quit your tantrum, I’ll lower you.”
She kicked at him as she twisted in the air a few more times before accepting the futility of her actions. This was humiliating, as well as arousing as hell. He let her back down to her tippy-toes before leaving her there and walking to the tack room.
CHAPTER17
Earlier in the evening, while waiting for Harper’s return. Spence had spied a couple of things that he thought might be of use to him now or in the future. He picked up her dressage whip, a longer, thinner, more flexible version of a traditional riding crop, which as her first taste of something other than his hand being used on her backside might be very effective.
He returned from the tack room, tapping the whip on the side of his leg and boot. This whip could make for a very effective switch to be used on the back of her legs to take her back to the house.
He couldn’t believe the calm that had overcome him the instant his loop had settled around her and Tank had pulled it taut. However, he had no trouble believing how hard his cock was. While there was a part of him that knew she needed his discipline as well as his love, he would have preferred to just put her over a bale of hay and shove his cock in her pussy, fucking her until she was spent and exhausted.
The problem was Harper had already proven how well she responded to discipline, and he knew they both needed it to clear the air between them. Granted, once he put an end to Pete’s plan to kill her, he’d rather enjoyed watching her snatch the mustangs right from under the security guard and the BLM’s noses. And, if he were to be perfectly honest, he was looking forward to how aroused he knew he was about to make both of them.
Speaking of which, he looked at her as she struggled to find some kind of solid purchase with her feet. Her nipples were hard as rocks and he was quite certain she was more than wet enough for his use this night, and that was before he filled her pussy repeatedly with his cum.
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Harper watched him approach. An eerie calm seemed to have settled over him. The sound of the dressage whip tapping his boot was a bit unnerving. Surely, he didn’t mean to use that on her. She used her toes to spin herself, so she could keep her front facing him.
He laughed. “You don’t really think you’re going to keep me from getting to your cute little butt, do you?”
“If that whip so much as touches my ass, I’ll scream.”
“Is that what’s worrying you, sweetheart? Or is it the not knowing? I’m happy to alleviate your concerns.” He picked up the dressage whip and struck his hand with it. “Youch, that hurts. I’ll have to remember to use that lightly and sparingly. When I’m done with you down here, I’m going to take you back up to our bedroom—whether you get carried or have me use this like an old-fashioned switch on the backs of your thighs is entirely up to you.”
“No!”
He grinned at her. “Yes. If you behave yourself and go quietly up to the house—well, quiet is a relative term—you can cry and yelp all you want, then I intend to just use it to put in a good sting.” He laid the whip down.
Spence approached her and steadied her by hanging onto the rope with which she was tied. He stripped her leggings down past her knees. He reached down and took off each of her boots and then finished removing her leggings. He reached between her legs and chuckled as his fingers encountered her thick layer of slick.
She moaned as he took some and rubbed into her clit.
“You were way out of line today, weren’t you?”
Harper refused to answer. He reached back between her legs and tweaked her clit, making her gasp.
“Not answering me when I ask you a question is a bad idea. Let’s try again. Did you or did you not disobey me and put you and your friends’ lives in danger?”
