The Cowboys' Submissive (Discrete Assignments) (10 page)

Chapter 12 – Under Siege

             
The next morning, everything ostensibly returned to normal.  Maria presented herself to Brett for inspection.  After looking her over carefully, he inserted her usual butt plug.   “I hear that Adam was able to make you come with just voice command.  Is that true Sweetie?”  Maria blushed, cheek mashed against the bed spread.  “Yes Sir.”  Brett patted her ass gently.  “I am so glad to know that your orgasm control is coming along so well Darling.”   Maria questioned with trepidation, “Orgasm Control?”  “Yes Sweetie, many Doms work to make their subs come with just a voice command.  It appears that we have been successful with you.”   Helping her up from her exposed position, Brett wrapped her in his arms and kissed the top of her head.  “You are absolutely perfect Sweetheart.”   Maria sighed and settled closer into his embrace.   She couldn’t imagine anywhere she would rather be.

             
After checking out of the hotel, Maria and the brothers drove to the local warehouse store row to do their bulk shopping.  Brett accompanied her to the Costco while Adam walked over to the hardware store.   Maria led Brett around the grocery superstore picking up all of the staples they would need for the next few months.   Piling their purchases onto a large flat cart, Brett and Maria finally headed to the front of the store to check out.  Maria’s eyes widened at how much it all cost.  Brett paid without batting an eyelash.   Pushing the cart out to the truck, Brett unloaded it into the back.  Looking over at Maria he said, “I need to check and see if Adam needs any help.  Get into the truck Darling and lock all of the doors.  I will be back soon.”  Maria watched him walk away after locking the truck up securely.  She wondered if it was really necessary for her to be under lock and key when she wasn’t with the men.   Brett had called his FBI friend, Bill first thing in the morning and they’d discussed their options.  Bill had admonished them to be very careful.  Samuel and his associates were well known to be dangerous.   Bill suggested that Maria either go into protective custody or that the Harrisons hire body guards for her.  He’d also asked that she come in for an interview ASAP.   His office was in Bozeman so they would have to drive up there sometime in the next week.   In the meantime, Adam had arranged for body guards to meet them at the ranch. 

Maria sat and read her book while waiting for the men to return.  Looking up from her book, she saw a silver haired gentleman get out of his black sedan and close the door.  
Her attention returned to her book.   Glancing back up again, she noticed that the man was clutching his chest and had collapsed against the side of the car!  She quickly scanned the parking lot to see if there was anyone close by to help the man.   She saw no one.   She decisively unlocked the pickup door and hurried over to aid him.   “Sir, are you okay?”  She leaned forward to look into his eyes.  She heard a rustling sound behind her and a cloth was pressed over her face.  Inhaling the sweet odor on the cloth Maria attempted to hold her breath and fight her assailant.  Muscular arms held her until she had to breathe.   After a few breaths she felt woozy and then everything faded to black.

             
Maria slowing felt herself return to consciousness.   She noticed that she was lying on her back and that her wrists and ankles appeared to be restrained in some fashion.   Blinking to clear her eyes, she looked around at her surroundings.  Surprisingly, the room looked very similar to the dungeon in the BDSM club she’d visited only two nights ago.   Looking down at her body, she realized that she was naked.   Wriggling a bit in her bonds, she also could still feel the plug Brett had inserted earlier in the day.  So, it looked like she was restrained on a bed in some sort of BDSM sex room by persons unknown.  Not a good sign unless such persons were her cowboy lovers!  She heard the handle on the door to the room open and a shadowy figure entered.   Looking up, she stared into the smug, smiling face of Brock Larsen.  Crap!  He sauntered into the room and looked her over.  “Well, it seems like now I have you where I want you Sugar.”  Maria struggled against her bonds, trying to get away from him.  “What the hell are you doing Brock?  You know Brett and Adam will kill you for touching me.”  Brock laughed and came closer to her stroking her thigh.  “They will have no idea that you are with me here…and if they decide to investigate at some time, you will be long gone.”  “What do you mean?”  Maria inquired desperately.  “I brought you in for a bounty offered by your former…lover.”   “Who do you mean?”  Maria asked, dread growing with each word.  “Samuel Channing, of course…Who else would pay so much money for your return?”  “How much money?” Maria asked.   “A cool Mil if I hand you in alive.  He doesn’t mind if I use you a bit for my own purposes beforehand either.”   Brock started stroking up and down over the bulge in the front of his Levis.  “I can’t wait to start.”   “How did you know about Brock’s bounty on me?”  Maria asked.  “Well, when Paul saw you the other night, he started asking me about you.  Once I’d told him that you were new to the area, he seemed very interested and asked many questions.  Then he showed me this picture.”  He held up a Person Missing notice with a picture of her in her natural blonde hair.  “I recognized it as you immediately.”   Grabbing a lock of her dyed brown hair he rubbed it between his fingers.  “Such a shame covering that beautiful blonde hair.”  Maria shook her head trying to dislodge his fingers.  “Let go of me you jerk!”   The door to the room opened as she said this.  Standing in the doorway was her homicidal ex boyfriend Samuel Channing.  “Well, it looks like my little bird has finally been captured.  Did you really think you could outrun me forever?”  He strolled to stand beside her looking down at her spread nakedness.  “If I’d known that you were one of those kinky broads that liked all of that BDSM stuff, I would have happily whipped, waxed and plugged you all you wanted.”   Saying this, he strolled to stand by the side of the table.   “I watched while Larsen here undressed you.  No pubes, spanked ass and a butt plug!  What the fuck…I was afraid to do anything but missionary.  I thought you were a lady and I respected that.   Now I know you are a skanky whore.   Once Larsen is done with you, I’m going to keep you alive to service my boys.  You will be nothing but three holes waiting to be filled.”  After this pronouncement he walked to the door.   “I will be back in two hours.  Larsen, do what you want but don’t kill her.   Once I collect her you will get your money.”  Opening the door, he walked out of the room without looking back.

             
Brock grabbed a whip off of the wall and walked towards her.  “I think it is time that you learn who is the boss.”  He dropped the tip of the whip behind his shoulder and pulled his arm back to strike her.   She heard a hissing noise and then a “Crack” as the whip hit her left breast.  She flinched and drew in a gulping breath.  She heard another hissing noise and felt the sting on her right breast.  How was she going to survive the pain?  Brock expertly whipped her again and again, never hitting the same spot twice.  She tried to hold on but could feel her consciousness slipping away.   As she passed out, she heard the door to the room crash open and several figures rushed in.  

             
“Honey, can you hear me?”  She felt a hard hand gently pat her cheek.  As her eyelids fluttered open, she looked into Adam’s concerned grey eyes.   There was a crease between his brows as he gently stroked her face.  “Adam?”  Her voice sounded hoarse.  “Yes Honey, I am so glad that we got to you in time.”   “What happened?  I passed out during…”   “The whipping?”  Adam had to clear a suddenly hoarse throat.  “We got there just as he was about to rape you.”   “How did you know where I was?”   Adam shifted a bit holding her closer in his arms.  “Brett saw Brock driving his SUV out of the parking lot in a hurried fashion when he headed back to the truck.  Once he saw that you were gone, he suspected that Brock had something to do with it.  He called his friend Bill and he called the local police.  They were able to find all properties listed in Brock’s name and sent officers to check each property.  This place had the SUV parked out front so we assumed that this was where he was keeping you.”  Hugging her close carefully, he exclaimed.  “Thank God we were right.”

             
Samuel, his goons and Brock were all taken into custody.   Maria was kept in protective custody until the trial was complete so she was away from the Harrison brothers for about a year.   With Maria’s testimony, the FBI was able to send Samuel, his henchmen and Brock away for a very long time.  In his first week in Federal Prison, Samuel was killed by a hit man believed to be hired by another organized crime family.   At his death, Maria drew a sigh of relief and made plans for the rest of her life.  

Chapter 13 – The Future

             
Brett and Adam walked into the door of the kitchen and paused, stopped first by the smell of dinner cooking and then by the sight greeting them in the wide entry way to the living room.  They saw a naked figure kneeling on the floor…knees wide apart with bare nether lips glistening.   Her champagne blond head was bowed.  Her hands were positioned on her thighs with the palms turned up.   Her head rose as they approached and they were greeted by familiar velvety brown eyes.   “Masters, I am so glad that you are home.   Is there any way I can serve you?”  The brothers rushed forward to her.   “Maria, Sweetie….you are here.”  Kneeling down beside her, Brett grabbed her hand between his and said, “Is it safe for you to be here Darling?”  The blonde head nodded, “Yes Sir.   Samuel is dead.  He was killed in prison last week.”  Adam knelt on her other side and took her other hand to rub against his cheek.  He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent.  “It feels so good to touch you Honey.”  Shy eyes met his.  “It is wonderful to be touched by you Sir.” 

             
Adam gathered her in his arms and hugged her tightly.  “I’m so sorry about what happened to you Honey.  We said we’d protect you and…and you could have been killed.”  She heard a little break in his voice as he spoke.  Pulling her head back to look into his shimmering grey eyes, she reached up with her thumb to wipe away the tears forming on the corners.   “There’s no way you could have known they would be following us so quickly.   I shouldn’t have gotten out of the truck.  I thought that man was having a heart attack, and I didn’t see anyone around to help him.  Unfortunately, it was all a ruse.  I am sorry for not following orders Sirs.”  Tears gathered in the corners of her own eyes.  Both men hastened to reassure her.  They pulled her up to her knees and hugged her from either side.   After a long moment, Brett cleared his throat and said, “So, you were waiting for us in Slave position…”   “Yes Master.” Maria replied softly.  “While I was away from you and Adam, I realized that I truly belonged to you two body and soul.”  Lapsing back into Slave position she looked down and then back up.  “I missed everything about our time together, even the morning Inspections.”  She said this with a faint smile at Brett.  “I tried time and again to masturbate using memories of our time together.”  Her head dropped and her voice grew softer.  “I couldn’t come without your permission.  This was when I knew you both weren’t just Sir to me but also Master.”  Her cheeks flushed slightly.  “I contacted Mrs. Quinn last week and asked her if you all had gotten another employee from Discrete Assignments.  She said that you’d told her you weren’t interested in anyone other than me.  I decided to come back and see if you would…take me back.”  Her breath hitched as she said this.   Adam and Brett looked at each other and then stood up.  “Hold on Honey, we need to go get something.  We will be right back.”  Maria waited with her head bowed, tense with apprehension.   She heard their footsteps return and then saw two sets of cowboy boots in front of her.   Both men dropped to their knees.  “Maria, please stand up.”  She gracefully rose to her feet and waited with her head down.   Adam grabbed her left hand and Brett grabbed her right hand.   They spoke in unison, “Maria will you do us the honor of marrying us?”  Adam lifted up a beautiful antique engagement ring up for her inspection.  Brett lifted up the collar she’d worn to the BDSM club.   Tears started running down her cheeks as she said, ”Yes, yes, oh yes!”  Adam slipped the ring onto the ring finger on her left hand.  Brett stood up and walked behind her to fasten the collar around her neck.   He leaned forward to kiss her on the nape when he was done.  “Now you are really and truly ours Sweetie.  I am the happiest man in the world.”   Adam kissed the back of her hand, “As am I Honey.  We will do our best to make you the happiest woman in the world as well.”  

             
Brett walked around to stand in front of her and slapped his hands together, “Now, are you ready to start your slave duties or would you rather ease back into your role here?”  Maria looked at him with a twinkle in her eye, “Well, as my daddy always said.   Start as you plan to continue.”  With these words she gracefully slid back into slave position.  “How may I serve you masters?”

Epilogue
- Seven Months Later

             
Adam walked downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast.  As he entered the kitchen, he saw Brett lift Maria from straddling his lap and slap her on the butt.  “Better check those pancakes Darling.”   Adam noted her flushed cheeks and the unbuttoned bodice of her dress exposing pert breasts.  He admired her erect pink nipples still wet from Brett’s suckling.   Each distended peak sported a small hoop with a pearl hanging on the bottom.   Both hoops also had a small chain leading down inside the dress to attach to the hoop above her clit.   The tug and pull between the three rings drove her crazy with need all day while they were out working the ranch.   There were days that they would come in for lunch and she would be like a cat in heat needing release.   They would usually take mercy on her but not always.  Slaves need to learn that they don’t always get what they want.