POV: Clyde
"What now?" she asked, her eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of fear. As Clyde took in the scene, he couldn't help but notice her disheveled appearance: she was perched on the bed, her shorts awkwardly askew, the fabric stained from her earlier escapades. A soft chuckle escaped his lips, breaking the tension in the room. He stepped closer, the floorboards creaking subtly beneath him, as he moved toward her, a playful grin forming on his face. He could feel the electric charge in the air, mingling with anticipation of what might come next.
Reaching the bed, he grabbed her hands and pinned them over her head. His steely blue eyes, intense and unwavering, pierced into hers. "Now you find out what happens when you disobey. "Before she can speak again, he pins her body under his; taking his free hand, he pushes down the wet shorts, exposing a damp and swollen mound. Shoving two fingers deep inside her wet sex, he starts to work her over, causing moans to escape from her lips, hips bucking against him to meet his thrusts. Soon another orgasm consumes her, coating his hand with her sex while her pussy pulses wildly around his fingers.
Withdrawing his hand, Clyde licks his two fingers, eyes fixed on hers as he does so; her arms are still pinned above her head, her chest heaving from the exertion. "I told you not to Cum when I'm not present; now, you will cum until I am satisfied." Reaching into her nightstand, he removes the rope tie-down (see calf tie-down roping for the context of the equipment) left behind by the previous ranch hand. Ensnaring her wrists with it, he eyes her prone position; there she lay before him, shorts around her ankles, face flushed and hooded with lust, her toned tummy peeking out from under her sleep shirt, her arms still over her head but now bound together at the wrist. It made his cock throb within his lounge pants.
Clyde moved back towards her little pussy, pushing her legs open to admire the sweet honey pot that was his to toy with. A low rumble of approval emanated from his throat, and he positioned himself to settle between her thighs. Running his nose over her wet slit, inhaling her aroma momentarily, just before capturing her clit in his mouth. Her body jerked, followed by a moan escaping her mouth. He sucks on her clit hard, causing her legs to quiver from the overpowering pleasure that followed from the oral assault. Another climax racked her slender frame, coating his mustache with her sex; shoving his fingers back in the tight little mound, he didn't let up, prolonging her orgasm as he worked his fingers in and out as he lashed her clit with his tongue.
Clyde felt her orgasms come in waves. Time passed, but he stayed planted between her thighs, feasting on her sex. The room was filled with wet sounds and moans as he worked her pussy over with his mouth and fingers, the blanket under them both becoming soggy. Soon she was begging him for cock, his cock. The desperation in her voice added fuel to the lust-filled fire between the two of them. Pulling away, he freed his cock from its confinement; it was hard, aching with his own need. Lining the head up with her pussy entrance, he shoved it in deep and slow, savoring the tightness of her sex with every inch. Once buried to his balls in her cunt, he groaned himself, a primal animalist groan. Feeling her pussy clamp down around his cock as another orgasm followed just from the penetration.
POV: Lillian
Lillian bucked her hips against him as it hit her, her orgasm. Clyde held to his promise of making her cum over and over again as punishment for her solo orgasm. He ate her pussy for what felt like forever before finally shoving his stiff cock into her. She heard his growl in her ear: his body covering her, trapping her under his lean, muscular form. Thrusting into her, she felt him fill her, bottoming out with every thrust of his hips; he tangled his hands in her hair, forcing her to arch her neck, which in turn exposed the soft flesh of her throat to him. She relaxed under his hold once more, submitting to him as she did in the saddle house; he leaned down into the base of her neck and gave her a possessive nip that sent shock waves through her body. She pressed against him, feeling her nipples rub against the fabric of her nightshirt, and dug her nails into his back as another orgasm raced through her once again.
She clung to him as her climax came over, but Clyde never let up. If anything, it fueled his desire. He drove into her roughly with his face still buried in her neck, primal groans emanating from him. Her legs quivered as her climax rolled over her in waves, one right after another; she felt him tense up over her, an animalist moan coming from him as he drove into her one more time before filling her pussy up with his hot cum. She groaned, grinding against him as he released into her, feeling one final orgasm hit her as he finished. She felt him release her hair and brace himself on his forearms before "collapsing" on top of her, both of them panting heavily. She could feel his cock twitching inside of her as it pumped the rest of his seed into her now swollen, overused pussy; it made her whimper softly.
Minutes passed as they both worked to regain their composure and breath. She felt him smooth her wild hair out of her face and looked down at her, his steely blue eyes piercing her soul. "Next time you disobey me, my Sweet little Lilli, your punishment will be more severe. This was just a warning," he said. Her breath hitched at his words, looking up at him through her lashes, cheeks growing dark with more color but not because of her orgasms. She saw his eyes roam over her face, and then, without another word, he pulled out of her, leaving her with an empty feeling and cold except for the cum that leaked out. Lillian watched him as he sat back on his heels, knees pressing into the bed, looking at her now-used pussy. A slight smirk played at the corners of his mustache. She shuddered when she felt him take his fingers, just like in the saddle house, and catch the fallen cum from her pussy and return it inside. He didn't stop there this time; he worked her over again.
Lillian gasped, an odd feeling pooling in her stomach as she watched him play with her. Feeling the cum he left be forced back into her sensitive cunt, she found that she enjoyed him playing with her, using his cum as lube. Soft whimpers emanated from her, eventually giving way to moans. She arched into him again, enjoying the sensation; she opened her legs wider, spreading her pussy open with her hands to him. Lillian heard the low grunt of approval from Clyde; she wasn't sure as to why, but this almost felt primal. Whatever it was, she loved it, she loved how he claimed her without question, and now this was the second time he had filled her pussy up with his seed. It was as if he was marking her as his, or at least that was where her mind went with it. She felt him withdraw his fingers, using the cum that coated his fingers, and went to work her clit over again. Swirling his finger around in small circles, his free hand dove back into her pussy.
She moaned lustfully, laying her head back against the pillow and closing her eyes, unsure as to how much more she could take. Her legs quivered as he assaulted her pussy with his hands; she felt the build of her orgasm once more, panting hard as it built. She heard Clyde comment on her sweet wet, defiled pussy as he pumped his fingers into her folds. She is still working her clit over simultaneously. Lillian grabbed the headboard on the bed, hips bucking wildly into his palm as her climax hit hard, but he didn't stop; she felt him thrust his fingers into her pulsing pussy roughly. Wet sounds, the creaking of the bed, and her moans/screams filled the room as her climax rocked her.
