The Cowboys' Submissive (Discrete Assignments) (9 page)

As they rode the elevator down to the lobby, Adam pulled her to him and tucked her head under his chin.  “I’m glad that I marked you with
my cum Honey.   Men are more like animals than we’d like to admit.  We can sense when a woman has just been fucked and will think twice about invading another man’s territory.  I don’t want any of those bastards thinking that they have any chance with you.”   As the elevator door opened, he pulled Maria’s hand to grasp his elbow and he walked her out to their limousine.  

The party was held at the posh ballroom in one of the oldest hotels in town.   After they’d checked their coats at the door, Adam led Maria into the reception area where they were serving pre-dinner cocktails.   Maria took a glass of wine from a tray carried by a passing waiter.  Adam ordered
a dry martini from the waiter who returned with it promptly.   As they sipped their drinks, Adam was hailed by a silver haired gentleman accompanied by a woman at least 30 years his junior.  “Adam, my lad, who is this lovely young lady?”  Adam wrapped his arm around Maria’s shoulders.  “She is our new housekeeper.  George Adams meet Maria Randall.”  Maria offered her hand to the distinguished gentleman.  “Nice to meet you sir.”   As her took her hand he looked her up and down.  “How did you manage to talk such a sweet young lady into joining you two confirmed bachelors in your boar’s nest?”  Maria cast shy eyes up at him, “They advertised for a housekeeper, sir, and I answered their ad.”   Adam squeezed her shoulder slightly while looking at his friend.  “She is an artist.  Working for us leaves her time to concentrate on her art in her free time.”  “Ah, that makes sense.  Are you planning to exhibit your art at any local galleries Miss Randall?”  “I don’t know if they would take me sir.  Right now I mostly paint for my own enjoyment.  Adam and Brett have asked for a few pieces and I have gifted them to them.”   Maria’s eyes showed quiet enjoyment at the men’s approval of her efforts.   “Well, I hope it goes well for you honey.   You couldn’t ask for nicer boys to work for.”  Slapping Adam’s back he turned to address him.  “So, when are you boys going to update that ranch.  You sure can afford it.”   Adam looked down at Maria and back at George.   “We’ve decided to wait until I marry.  We figure that my new wife might want to change things to her own taste.”  “So, Brett doesn’t plan to marry?” George interrogated.  “No, he seems to be on the confirmed bachelor route.  He will, of course, always be welcome on the ranch no matter what.”   Adam looked grave while imparting this information.   Maria felt a bolt of fear at the thought of Adam marrying.  What would happen to her if he decided to bring a wife into the equation?  Looking at her, Adam wrapped up the conversation.  “I doubt that I will be marrying any time soon.  It is great to see you George.   Miss…”  He offered his hand to George’s date.  Looking him up and down with over made up eyes, she offered her hand and smiled in a come hither fashion.   “Brandy…Brandy Lee.”  “Nice to meet you Miss Lee.”  Adam shook her hand in an impersonal fashion.   “Look us up later George.  Maybe we can sit together at dinner.”   Grasping Maria’s elbow he walked off with her in tow.   As the cocktail party progressed, Adam introduced her to a few other acquaintances. All expressed surprise at his choice of date and many of the men looked her up and down with speculative eyes.  Maria was glad for Adam’s protection.   They were finally called in to dinner to Maria’s relief.   They were seated at a large table with many other ranchers and their spouses or dates.   Maria was relieved that George and Brandi were seated at another table.   As Adam and Maria scooted into the booth to take their assigned seats, Adam tapped Maria’s thigh to indicate that he wanted her legs spread apart.  Blushing slightly, Maria spread her legs as far as she could comfortably without drawing attention to herself.   She could smell the sweet odor of their comingled juices wafting up from her saturated panties.   Adam’s hand casually traced circles on her inner thigh pushing her skirt up higher and higher under the cover of the tablecloth.   Maria’s breathing rate increased and the color on her cheeks heightened.  Adam maintained polite conversation with all of their neighbors while tormenting her.  He briefly removed his hand to cut up his steak and then returned it to her thigh to continue his torture.  His finger tips brushed over the saturated fabric of her panties drawing a faint whimper from Maria.  Looking at her, he withdrew his hand to cup her knee.   He would occasionally squeeze the flesh right above her knee as he spoke zinging sensation to her over sensitized clit.   Maria was afraid that she would come right in front of the whole table!  After dessert, the Master of Ceremonies started an auction of donated items to raise money for their designated charity, The Fallen Soldiers Fund.   This Fund benefited the wives and children of fallen veterans from the wars in the Middle East.   Adam surprised her by bidding a sizeable sum on a week-long trip to Hawaii.   His bid would have paid for at least ten such trips!  Maria looked at him with surprise.  He shrugged his shoulders and gathered her to his side.  “How did you think we could afford you Honey?  Our dad discovered oil on our land.  Brett and I don’t need to ranch, we just enjoy it.”   Maria’s eyes widened.  Surprise, surprise!  

After the auction, the master of ceremonies announced that there would be dancing in the Ballroom.  Pulling Maria’s skirt down, Adam helped her out of the booth and led her towards the sounds of live music.   Adam wrapped his arms around her and started dancing her around the room in a proficient manner.  Noting her surprised look he smiled and started leading her towards the darker area on the edge of the room.  “My mom insisted that I learn how to dance.  She said it would make me irresistible to the ladies.  I have to admit, she was right.”   Saying this, he wrapped his arms around her and starte
d rocking back and forth to a slow song.   Turning her away from the prying eyes of the other dancers, Adam leaned his head forward to whisper in Maria’s ear.   “I want to do an experiment Honey…don’t worry I will catch you.”   With his lips touching Maria’s ear he breathed, “Come for me.”   Maria found herself suddenly in the throes of a full body orgasm.  Adam held her as she arched in his arms.  Her contracting cunt pushed a huge amount of Adams earlier ejaculation out onto the already soaked crotch of her panties.   Adam held her away from the prying eyes of the other dancers until she’d recovered her equilibrium.   He stroked her back and whispered loving words of encouragement in her ear.   “That was beautiful Honey.   I feel so honored at your responsiveness.”   Maria just rested her forehead against his shoulder.  She was still incapable of speech blindly following his movements in the dance.   Looking over Adam’s shoulder, Maria met a pair of familiar eyes.   Oh no!  Looking at her with a puzzled face, Paul Canta, a close friend of Samuel’s was looking her up and down as if to figure out where he’d seen her before.  Maria quickly turned her head and nuzzled it into Adam’s chest.  “Adam, do you think we could leave?  I’m tired…”  Adam looked down at her in concern and then smiled.  “Of course Honey.”   Let’s make our goodbyes and go.   Taking her hand in his, he started shouldering his way to the exit. Unfortunately, his path took them right next to Paul.  Maria shrunk into Adam’s side and avoided Paul’s eyes.   He kept staring at them as they walked by…She noticed that he turned to talk to another familiar man at his side,  Brock Larsen.   Noting her interest in the men, Adams lips firmed as he pulled her more closely into his side.   She almost had to run to keep up with his gait as he dragged her to the coat check area.   Helping her into her coat, he turned to don his wool overcoat, wrapped his fingers around her upper arm and strode towards the exit.  Maria had to skitter to keep up with his pace.   Handing her into the limousine, Adam maintained a heavy silence until they got back to her bedroom.   He motioned for her to sit on the bed while he sat next to her.   Bending his head forward while pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighed heavily and asked.  “How do you know Paul Canta?”  “I don’t know what you mean…” She sputtered.  “Don’t lie to me Honey.  The body language between you two was obvious.   What is your history.  Was he another of your…clients?”   Maria felt her back stiffen.  “You know very well that you and Brett are my first placement with the agency.”   Her indignation fueled her anger at his presumption.  “How dare you judge me for what I may have done before I met you!  It is none of your business.”  Her eyes shot darts at him while her hands fisted at her sides.   “I don’t have to stay here and be insulted.”  She started to rise as if to leave the room.   Adam’s hand pushed her back down.   “You looked scared stiff of him Honey.  What does he have on you?”   Maria fell back down to sit on the bed and buried her face into her hands.  “I can’t tell you.  I don’t want my situation to affect you and Brett.  In fact, I should probably pack up when we get back to the ranch and leave.  You don’t need my trouble on your doorstep.”  Adam’s large hand lifted her chin.  Steely grey eyes met tear stained velvet brown.  “I don’t think you understand Honey.  You are now ours, Brett’s and mine.  That means your trouble is our trouble.   You don’t keep your problems to yourself…you allow us to help you.   You need to tell me what is going on and start from the beginning.”   Maria started to tell her story in a halting voice, describing the scene she’d walked in upon necessitating her flight from all she had ever known.   She also told him of her months on the run just a few steps ahead of Samuel’s goons.   Warming up, she explained how she’d gotten in touch with Discrete Assignments in an attempt to disappear.  “It worked really well too until I saw Paul tonight.  He is one of Samuel’s best friends.  I totally forgot that he owns a ranch in this part of Montana.   I should have never gone to that party tonight.   Oh, what am I going to do?”  With these frantic words, Maria jumped up and started pacing back and forth in the hotel room wringing her hands.  Adam caught one of her hands and pulled her to stand in front of him.  “Don’t worry Honey, Brett and I know some folks who can help us with this problem.   Brett went to college with the regional head of the FBI.  I imagine he can contact Bill and see what we can do to remedy this situation.”   Pulling her towards him, Adam gave her a serious look.  “I am more concerned right now that you have been keeping this from us.  How dare you deprive us of the opportunity to take care of you?   You could have been hurt and we wouldn’t have been able to do anything about it.”  Rubbing his hand over his face, he turned to her with an implacable look in his eyes.  “Keeping something this serious from us is definitely grounds for punishment.  Come here Honey.”   With these words, he pulled her to lie over his lap with her hands on the ground and her pert behind sticking up over his thighs.   Sliding the black lame dress up to her waist, he pulled the cum soaked underwear down until it rested just above her knees.  “I’m going to spank you until I think you’ve seen the error of your ways.  Don’t try to cover your butt or I will add spanks to your pussy.  Do you understand Maria?”  His use of her first name in that ominous tone of voice sent shivers through Maria’s body.  She knew he meant business.   “Yes Sir.”  She squeaked.   Adam started by bringing his heavy palm down in a sharp slap to the middle of her butt cheeks.  He then slowly started spanking first one than the other cheek until the warmth he created turn to pain.   As the severity and speed of crashing slaps increased, Maria started to feel sobs rising up from her throat.  Huge tears gathered in her eyes and ran down her cheeks to the floor below.  Hitching sobs became louder.  “I am so sorry Sir.  I should have told you.”   Adam stopped spanking her and rubbed some of the hurt away in her buttocks.   Turning her over and gathering her on his lap, he cuddled her while she sobbed her remorse.  “Please forgive me S…Sir.  I was wrong in not trusting you.”   Adam comforted her and helped her cry it out.  “There is no reason for you to handle anything alone anymore Honey.  You have Brett and me now.  Do you understand?”  Maria nodded with tears still running down her cheeks.  “Speaking of Brett, you are going to have to make your apologies to him too.   I want you to go stand in the corner with your skirt held up and your panties pulled down until he gets home.  He may decide that my punishment was enough or he might need to take his own.”  Pushing her to her feet, he pointed to the corner.  Maria shuffled over to it in her high heels with her panties at her ankles, hobbling her movements.   Once she was in the corner, she stood with her legs apart and pulled the skirt up to reveal her bright red punished ass.   Silent sobs still shook her shoulders as she maintain
ed the humiliating exposure.   Adam picked up his phone and called Brett.  “You need to get back to the hotel as quickly as possible, man.  We’ve got a situation here.”   While waiting for Brett, Adam ignored Maria sniffling in the corner and turned on the TV.

Brett opened the door of the room about twenty minutes later though it felt like hours to Maria.  Looking at Maria’s exposed red ass in the corner, he quickly closed the door and turned to Adam.  “What happened man?  Why’d she get a
punishment spanking tonight of all nights?  I thought you all were going to trip the light fantastic at the ball?”  Adam motioned for him to sit down.  “It appears that Maria has been keeping things from us…serious things that could compromise her safety.”  Brett dropped into the chair opposite the bed.  “What do you mean Adam?”   His jaw dropped open as Adam shared the details of Maria’s flight for her life.   Shaking his head he said, “I will contact Bill.  I imagine he can help us out with all of this.”  Looking at Maria, his jaw hardened.   “What am I going to do with you Darling?”   Maria dropped her head and sobbed again.   “Come over here right now young lady.”  His tone brooked no opposition.   Maria shuffled over to him and stood with her skirt still raised, the picture of contrition.   “It looks like your poor ass has been whipped enough but I think that I need to reinforce how disappointed I am with you.  Go to the bathroom and get the largest butt plug.  I am going to put it in you and fuck you while you wear it.”  Maria shuffled towards the bathroom.   She came back in a few seconds with the plug held in one hand.  “Please Sir, I think it is too big.”  She protested.   “This isn’t the time to argue with me young lady.  On the bed in Mount now.”  At his bark she scrambled to comply flipping up the black lame skirt to expose her spanked bottom.   Her underwear still managed to hang onto one of her ankles.   Brett ran a finger through her soppy slit.  “I don’t think I’m going to need to use any lube this time.  I’ll just use your cunt juice…Did you like the spanking a little bit Darling?”  There was a smile in his voice.   He used the flared head of the plug to shallowly fuck her cunt until her hips started to push back against it in demand.   Dipping the plug into her juices he started to lubricate her puckered back hole gradually easing the way for the large plug to enter her bottom.   Maria winced at the burning stretching feeling as it penetrated her and then was lodged firmly in her anus.   Wiggling a little, she attempted to ease the deep ache it created.   Brett sharply slapped her red ass.  “Don’t move…this isn’t for your pleasure.”  Maria stopped wiggling and waited to see what he would do next.   She heard the sounds of his jeans being unbuttoned and then a finger in her cunt, testing her tightness.   “Don’t move, don’t come.  This fuck is just for me.  You will take it.  That is all.”  Moving behind her, he worked his cock into her incredibly tight channel.   Her copious secretions helped ease his way.  Once he was seated, he started fucking her with sharp thrusts that jolted her whole body.  She felt like a vessel for his seed. Floating above her body, she submitted to his will knowing that all would be forgiven when he was done.   Brett kept fucking her for quite a while, slapping his hips against her bright red cheeks.  Maria continued to quietly submit.   She could finally feel his penis lengthen inside her and he gave one final hard thrust groaning while he bathed her womb with his seed.  The warm feeling as he spent himself inside her made Maria feel complete like she had served him well.