Dakota Pride 1

Ransom Ranch

Seth, Jake, and Grant Ransom knew Stacie Stern was the one for them the minute they saw her. After her father passed away and she had to sell everything they owned to pay the hospital bills, the brothers gave her a room on the ranch as the housekeeper and cook. She was there all the time, anyway. The brothers were thrilled to have Stacie to themselves and immediately started forming a relationship with her.

One day Stacie received a phone call from her mother, demanding half of the money from the sale of the house. Stacie tried to explain that there was no money left, and where it had all gone, but Ramona Styles didn’t care, she just wanted the money.

What would happen when Stacie told the brothers? How was she going to get out of this? Even when all the phone numbers were changed, Ramona found ways to contact Stacie. Finally deciding to take matters into her own hands.

Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys

Length: 37,973 words

RANSOM RANCH

Dakota Pride 1

Rose Nickol

MENAGE AMOUR

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RANSOM RANCH

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

About the Author

RANSOM RANCH

Dakota Pride 1

ROSE NICKOL

Copyright © 2015

Chapter One

Stacie Stern sat with the Ransom brothers at her father’s funeral. Seth, the oldest, was to her left, Jake, the middle brother, to the right, and Grant, the youngest, was behind her. Stacie had been cooking and cleaning house for the brothers for over three years, since she had graduated high school. It was a good job and she was lucky to have it. Work in the small town was hard to come by, and the brothers were good to her and her dad.

Now it was just her. Her father’s long battle with cancer was over and he could rest now. Stacie didn’t know it yet, but her battle was just beginning.

The reading of the will was done and Stacie was still stunned. It was gone, everything, gone. The hospital bills took all of her dad’s insurance money and she was going to have to sell the house to pay the remainder. She was left with nothing but her clothes and the contents of the house. Everything had been in her dad’s name, the house and the cars. The attorney had told her she had thirty days after the death of her dad to have everything out of the house and that both cars would have to be sold along with the house. That day was today.

The Ransom brothers had been nice enough to help her get everything out of her home and were letting her stay in one of the extra rooms on the ranch. It made sense. She was there all the time, anyway.

The brothers had been very supportive of her and her father. They had let her take all the time off she needed to be with him and had offered to pay for anything she needed. Seth, the oldest, was tall, six feet seven inches, with dark-brown hair and the bluest eyes she had ever seen. He had taken her aside one day after the reading of the will and offered to pay all the hospital debts so that she could keep the house. Her men were amazing.

Stacie had refused. She could never let them do something like that. She didn’t want to say anything, but she was enjoying her time at the house and being with all of them.

All of the men had been very attentive to her, making sure she had everything she needed and she was never alone. One of them was always in the house with her. If she stayed in her home, she would be alone, all alone.

Right now, they were getting what she wanted and needed from the house before it was to be sold. They planned on putting what she wanted in her room at the ranch, and the rest could be stored in the barn until she needed it.

Stacie was still in a state of shock. She had expected her father’s death, but she knew she could never really be prepared. It had been just the two of them for so long, and now she was alone.

Her mother had left when Stacie was a baby. Her mom had been very young when Stacie was born and hadn’t wanted the responsibility of a child. She had left her with her father when Stacie was just six months old. One night she went for dinner with a friend and didn’t come back. Over the years, she had contacted Stacie’s dad periodically looking for money and had tried to see Stacie a few times, but not very often.

The men had what Stacie wanted out of the house and arrangements had been made to get everything else removed and the place cleaned before the sale in two weeks. Seth and his brothers had taken care of everything, so Stacie didn’t have to deal with it.

Walking up to her and putting an arm around her shoulders, Seth told her, “That’s it, honey. Do you want to come and make sure we have everything?” as he walked her toward the house.

Turning to the three men looking at her, Stacie said, “Give me a few minutes, okay?” They all nodded, understanding that she needed some time to herself.

While they were waiting on Stacie, the brothers talked. “I think we need to start tonight.” Seth started the conversation.

“Do you think she’s ready?” Jake went next.

“I know I am.” Grant nodded.

“I can tell she’s ready. She’s been very responsive and it’s been long enough,” Seth declared. Stacie had been spending time with the men and they had all been watching her to see how she responded to little touches and small gestures of affection.

“Do you think she’s really ready for all three of us? It’s a lot to ask.” This came from Grant.

“There’s only one way to find out. Grant, you’re the youngest and closest to her age. I think you should start, and Jake and I will join you after you’ve had some time to talk to her. If it isn’t what she wants, you know the signal, but I’m sure she’s ready. She responds to all of us equally,” Seth instructed.

“But how are we going to make this work? I don’t know if she’ll go for the idea of sharing.” Grant was worried.

“I’ll take care of all that. You just follow instructions.” Seth was the oldest. They had all been in love with Stacie for years, but she was so young when she started working for them, just barely nineteen. Now she was twenty-two and the brothers were tired of waiting. They had spent the last three years watching her mature.

They continued talking until Jake saw Stacie come out of the house with tears on her face. Running up to her, he pulled her into his arms and held her, letting her cry. Grant and Seth came over to them and the three brothers held her, safe in their embrace.

When she finally stopped crying, Grant helped her into his truck for the ride back to the ranch so that they could unload everything.

While the boys were unloading, they sent Stacie into the house for a hot bath and to relax. Grant gave her a few minutes to go into the house and get settled before he went in himself.

Chapter Two

Grant walked quietly into the house and kicked off his boots. Running up the stairs, he listened to make sure Stacie was in the bath. Their girl was in for a surprise.

Without knocking, he opened the door and walked into where Stacie was taking her bath.

“Grant, do you need something?” Stacie asked, startled, grabbing for the towel she had put beside the tub. Grant grabbed the towel before she could get to it, so she slid down in the tub, hoping the bubbles would cover her.

“Everything I need is right here,” Grant answered her. Sitting on the edge of the tub, he started removing his shirt.

“What…what are you doing?” This was something she had dreamed about, but never thought would be reality. The brothers had been very attentive to her the last few weeks, little touches and kisses. She thought they were just showing her sympathy because of her dad. Maybe it was more than that, now that she looked back.

“I’m going to wash your back. Would you like that? I don’t want to get my clothes wet, now, do I?”

“Oh, okay.” Stacie didn’t know what to say. All her fantasies and dreams were coming true. Could it be possible that all three brothers would want her? They had been acting like it. Then, all her dreams would really come true.

Even before she started working for the brothers, she had been in love with them. She knew it was wrong to love all three of them, but she did. She could never choose between them. They all were different and amazing men. Each of them was special in a different way.

Grant was kind and made her laugh. It never failed. He could always bring humor to the situation.

Jake, the middle brother, was the quiet one, the thinker. If Stacie needed advice or just someone who would listen, Jake was the one she went to.

Seth liked to play the devil’s advocate, and when she was in the mood for an argument, she went to him. He would argue anything with anybody.

Grant had his shirt off and had stood and was removing his pants. “Why…what?’ Stacie stuttered, not sure what she was trying to say. She wanted to watch, but was too embarrassed.

“I’m going to get in with you, honey, so I can wash your back. Scoot up.”

Stacie complied without thinking, sitting up and moving forward to make room for him. Stacie sat straight up, trying not to touch any more of him than she had to. She didn’t know how to react. So far, it was just like her dreams.

“Relax, baby.” Grant slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her back against him, her bottom settled between his legs so that his erection was pressed against the soft cleft of her buttocks. Raising his hands, he let his fingers lightly graze her breasts and felt her indrawn breath. “Nothing’s going to happen that you don’t want to, okay?” he told her softly.

Stacie let her breath out and let herself lean slightly back, almost touching, but not quite.

Grant let his palms graze her nipples and kissed the back of her neck. “Relax, it’s just you and me. I won’t hurt you.”

Stacie turned her head to look at him and he brushed her mouth with his. “You like this,” Grant said as he lightly pinched each nipple.

Stacie arched her back, pressing her breasts further into his hands unconsciously, her body ready and willing for more, even if her mind wasn’t there yet. She still couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that she was sitting in the bathtub with Grant, so she just closed her eyes and stopped trying. This was what she wanted and she was going to enjoy it.

Grant felt some of the tension leave Stacie’s body and let one hand drift across her stomach to her curl-covered mound. Threading his fingers in the hair there, he held her a moment before letting one finger part her folds to find her needy clit.

“Do you ever touch yourself here, Stacie?” he asked, licking the shell of her ear.

Stacie shuddered and nodded.

“I can’t hear you, baby. What did you say?”

“Yessss,” she answered with a hiss as he applied pressure to her clit.

“Good girl. Who do you think of when you touch yourself?”

Oh God, she couldn’t answer that question. How could she tell this wonderful man that she thought about not only him, but both of his brothers, too?

Applying a little more pressure and circling his finger, Grant gently bit her earlobe and asked, “Do you think about Seth”—a gentle nibble—“or Jake?” Another nibble. “What about me? do you think of me?” Applying more pressure. “Do you think of all of us at once? Would you like to have us all?” He slipped one long finger gently inside her.

“Oh God, yes!” Stacie screamed as Grant’s finger went inside her.

Jake and Seth were sitting in the master bedroom listening, and high-fived each other when they heard Stacie’s scream. Their plan was coming together.

“You want us all, don’t you, baby?” he asked, moving his finger in and out of her while still applying pressure to her clit.

“Yes, yes, I do. I shouldn’t, but I do,” she cried. She was so ashamed. It wasn’t right to want all three of them. What was she going to do? She would have to quit her job and move. She couldn’t choose. Even with what Grant was doing to her, her mind wouldn’t stop. What was she going to do?

Slowing his motions, Grant could feel her conflict. “Stacie, it’s okay to want us all. We all want you. We have for years. All we ever talked about is sharing a woman. We want you to be that woman.”

“You do?” She still wasn’t sure this was right.

Leaning back and letting out a shrill whistle, he answered, “Yes, we do.”

The door burst open and Jake and Seth both walked in, wearing only their jeans. Each of them took a seat on separate ends of the tub and looked at her. “We all want you, Stacie,” Seth told her, looking deep into her eyes.

“Yes, Stacie. We all do.” Jake affirmed.

Stacie felt very overwhelmed. This last month living with the brothers had been wonderful, and they all made sure that she felt comfortable and was never alone. Even at night, if she woke up crying, one or all of them were there within minutes.

“Oh God, I can’t believe it. I’ve dreamt about this,” Stacie said quietly.

“We have, too, sweetheart,” Seth answered, leaning down to kiss her.

“I’ve dreamed of tasting you. Can I taste you?” Jake asked, getting on his knees beside the tub to take one of her breasts in his mouth.

Stacie still couldn’t believe it. Here she was surrounded by all of her men, and they all wanted her. There were so many other women in town that they could have.

Stacie wasn’t anything special, in her mind. At five feet seven inches, she was tall for a woman, but all the men towered over her and she had always been curvy, but not fat. Her father told her she looked like her mother. The few times Stacie had seen the woman, she hadn’t been impressed.

Right now, her men seemed to be appreciating her curves. Jake had latched onto one of her breasts and was licking and sucking for all he was worth. Grant had one hand on her other breast and his other hand between her legs. The only brother that wasn’t touching her was Seth. He was sitting at the foot of the tub watching his brothers with her.

Stacie looked at him and smiled shyly, “Don’t you want to touch me, too?”

“Oh baby, my turn will come,” Seth told her in a deep, gravelly voice. Her eyes got wide, but before she could say anything, Grant slipped a second finger inside her hot little pussy, causing her to moan and arch her back.

“You should feel how tight she is, and responsive. Her little cunt is undulating around my fingers, squeezing and teasing. I can’t wait to feel her on my cock,” Grant told his brothers.

Seth reached out and took one of her hands. “Baby, you’re a virgin, aren’t you?” She had spent most of the last three years with either them or her dad, and they knew she hadn’t dated much, but he had to ask.

Looking down at Jake’s head still attached to her nipple, she whispered, “Yes.”

Standing up, Seth told his brothers, “Time to move this to the bedroom. Our girl deserves to be comfortable for her first fucking.”

Reluctantly releasing her breast, Jake stood up and reached for the towel Grant had moved earlier. Grant lifted her out of the tub and Seth grabbed her under the arms and stood her on her feet. Seth wrapped the towel around her and lifted her into his arms. He carried her to the room at the end of the hall.

The master bedroom. Stacie had cleaned this room once a week, but none of the brothers ever slept in it. It was furnished with a massive bed that Seth had told her had been custom made by his grandfather, and had several dressers and a huge closet. When she had asked Seth why the room wasn’t used, he had told her it was for his wife. Now he was taking her there.

Seth set her on her feet inside the door, his brothers trailing behind him. Looking down at her, he said, “This will be your room from now on. One of us will always sleep in here with you, and sometimes all three of us will. Is that okay, honey?”

Stacie nodded, speechless, wondering if he meant what she thought he did. She was just going to take this one day a time and enjoy what she could. “Okay,” she answered with a shaky voice.

“Baby, just relax. We will all take care of you,” Grant said as he walked up and slipped his arm around her. Jake came up on her other side and Seth was in front of her.

Standing there in only a towel, Stacie was very self-conscious and wasn’t quite sure what to do.

Jake started barely grazing the tips of his callused fingers across the back of her shoulders. “She’s so soft, Seth. You have to feel this.”

Seth took both his hands and slid them up and down her arms, using just the palms and softly touching her. “You’re right, brother, very soft. Do you use lotion, baby?”

Stacie realized that Seth was talking to her, but it was hard to think with him and Jake touching her. “Hm? Yeah, I do,” she finally answered.

“So soft, babe.” Jake was now nuzzling at the back of her neck, and her long, black hair was still piled on top of her head.

She felt someone at her feet and looked down to see Grant kneeling on the other side of her and running his hands up and down her legs. “She’s so wonderful.”

There were so many hands and mouths on her, Stacie closed her eyes and let her feelings take over. Before she realized what was happening, the towel was gone and she was lying on her back in the middle of the big bed. Seth was between her legs, and Grant and Jake were on either side of her. They were all still running their hands over and over her skin.

Jake had a bottle of lotion and was pouring some into the palm of each man’s hand, and soon they were covering every inch of her with lotion.

Grant looked at her and winked. “It’s flavored, baby. Cherries. We’re going to taste every inch of you.”

Stacie felt a small shudder go through her body, and it wasn’t long before tongues replaced fingers.

Jake and Grant were each licking around her nipples and Seth was between her legs. He had lotioned her feet and up her calves, then spread her legs.

“Has anyone tasted your pussy, baby?” Seth knew she was innocent, and wanted to give her a little warning of what was going to happen.

Stacie shook her head no, and thought, Oh my God, he’s not going to…Then he did.

Seth started by using his thumbs to part her labia for him, and then he leaned down and, with just the tip of his tongue, barely touched her clit. It was still sensitive from Grant’s play in the tub and she jerked when he touched her.

“Shh, baby, it’s okay,” he murmured as he did it again, only this time it was more of a lick. Jake and Grant each were nipping and sucking on her nipples. Her body was a mass of sensations and she couldn’t focus one any one part. When she started focusing on what Seth was doing, Jake took the nipple on his side in his mouth and bit it. Then Grant did the same on his side.

Stacie couldn’t help herself, and soon she was moaning and arching, her body trying to get more. She needed more.

Before she knew it, she was chanting the word “more” over and over, not sure what she was asking for.

Seth had been sucking and licking her clit and could feel the juices flowing from her pussy. He slid one finger inside her cunt, and though she was tight and he could feel the barrier of her virginity, he could tell her body was preparing for what was coming next.

Nodding to his brothers, he removed his jeans and underwear, grabbing a condom from his pocket first. He didn’t like condoms, but he didn’t know if Stacie was on birth control, and they weren’t ready to talk about children yet. They would one day in the not-so-far future, but tonight was not about that.

Jake and Grant slowly moved away, letting Seth take completely over. He lifted himself from where he was licking and sucking and rose over her. Leaning on his arms, he brushed his lips back and forth over hers, gradually increasing the pressure until he was thrusting his tongue in, reaching to every corner of her mouth.

Stacie lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer.

Seth broke the kiss and pulled back a little from her. “Do you know what’s going to happen next, honey?” he asked her quietly.

“I think so,” she answered just as softly.

“Honey, it will be a little uncomfortable because this is your first time. I’m not a small man, but I’ve prepared you as much as I can and I think you’re ready, I’m going to stretch you some with my fingers first. Is it okay if Grant and Jake stay? We all want to be a part of this, and they want you as much as I do.”

“Yes, I want them here. If I could I would let you each, but I don’t know…”

“Babe, it’s okay. We all love you, and if we are here, we will all experience it with you,” Jake told her, taking one of her hands and kissing the palm.

Grant did the same with her other palm and although she didn’t realize it, they were actually restraining her hands, so that she couldn’t move them. They were slowly going to introduce her into their world of BDSM. The brothers had been practicing BDSM for several years and hoped it was something Stacie would enjoy with them.

Grant and Jake continued holding her hands and talking soothingly to her, while Seth moved back between her legs. He was slowly streching her her with one finger, thrusting it in and out, going a little further each time, preparing her for what he would do with his cock. It didn’t hurt and actually felt good, like what Grant had done in the bathtub. When he felt she was ready, he added a second, then third finger, stretching and readying her to take his cock. Eventually, he had her as stretched as he could and he couldn’t wait any longer. He fitted the large head of his penis to her small opening.

As the oldest brother, it had been decided that he would be Stacie’s first and the other brothers would have her later. They would all be with her and were willing to go slow and make sure it was good for her.

Slowly pushing his large cock inside her, he used her juices and worked himself in and out, watching her face for the slightest pinched look, a sign of pain. He didn’t want to hurt her any more than necessary and wanted it to be as good for her as he could make it.

He heard his brothers murmuring to her and encouraging her to relax and they would take care of her. They were kissing her hands and fingers and rubbing her palms.

Just before he pushed through the barrier, he leaned down and spoke against her mouth. “Okay, honey, this is it. Relax as much as you can for me.”

Then he thrust forward with his hips, burying his dick deep inside her. He felt her jerk and saw a tear trail down her face. Licking the tear away, he held as still as he could.

“Honey, that’s as bad as it gets. It will just get better from here.” Seth reached between them and started fingering her clit, bringing her back up. Bracing himself on his hand, he increased the pace of his thrusts until Stacie was moaning and panting his name.

“Seth, please,” she chanted over and over, arching her body to meet his every thrust. When he felt her cunt tightening on him, he increased the pressure on her clit and gave her what she needed to come with him.

Stacie screamed his name and he came with a groan of his own. Stacie was by no means the first woman he had been with, but nothing had ever been like this before. It was as if she was made for him and his brothers. She was perfect.

Seth had first seen Stacie when she had just graduated from high school, at nineteen, and she had her entire life ahead of her. He had been in the grocery store and had just pinned the ad for a housekeeper-slash-cook to the Help Wanted board. Both his brothers were with him that day and all three of them had noticed her.

Because Seth was the oldest, it was his responsibility to keep the ranch going, and one he took very seriously. After their parents had been killed when he was just twenty, he had put his life on hold and taken over, making sure both his brothers went to college and got the degrees they wanted. Jake, who had been eighteen, got a degree in business and helped with books and general running of the ranch. Grant, the youngest, had still been in high school at sixteen, and when he went to college he got his degree in veterinary science and took care of the animals on the ranch. Seth had given up college so that his brothers could go and didn’t regret it at all. He was proud of the men both of them had become.

Grant left the bed and went and got Seth a warm rag to clean the blood from himself and Stacie. He and Jake were going to take her to the huge walk in shower attached to the master suite and quickly clean her up while Seth changed the sheets on the bed, then he would join them before they dried her and put her back to bed.

This first night, all three of them would sleep with her, but in the future she would have time with each man individually. It was important that she got used to all of them and got to know each of them as lovers individually. They would slowly introduce her to other forms of lovemaking, and eventually they all would take her together. She wasn’t ready for that yet.

Chapter Three

Before Stacie knew what was happening, Grant was carrying her to the attached bathroom and holding her, while Jake started the shower. Seth had taken the cloth Grant brought him and wiped the fluids from her, which she had protested.

“I can do that,” she had told him, trying to squeeze her legs together.

“I’ve got you, honey. Please let me do this for you,” Seth implored and Grant and Jake had each took one of her thighs and held her open for him.

After Seth cleaned her, they had taken her to the shower, and now she was sandwiched between Jake and Grant and the hands were back on her.

Grant lathered her hair, while Jake started using the body wash to soap every inch of her skin. She couldn’t have been that dirty—she had just taken a bath—but the feel of his hands running over her were incredible. She hadn’t had anyone care for her like this in a long time. Her dad had bathed her when she was a baby, but as soon as she could take care of her self she did.

It wasn’t long before Seth joined them in the shower, and he greeted her with a passionate kiss. “How are you, honey? Are you sore?” he asked, kneeling in front of her.

“No, I’m happy,” Stacie answered, running her hands through Seth’s dark-brown hair. He wore his the shortest of the brothers and it barely covered her fingers.

“Would you like to do that again, babe?” Jake asked as he kissed her. When Jake released her mouth, she nodded shyly.

“You don’t need to be shy with us, baby.” Grant leaned in for his kiss. “We want you to be comfortable enough to tell us anything.” All three brothers nodded in agreement.

They all helped her finish her shower and then dried her and her hair before Seth carried her back to the bed. Stacie could tell that, as the oldest, his brothers respected him and let him take the lead in all things.

Settling her in the bed, Seth went to the far side and climbed in. Pulling her back to his front, he settled her bottom to fit his pelvis. They fit like puzzle pieces.

Grant lay in front of her and draped one of her legs over his, leaving her open and spread.

Jake lay at the foot of the bed and took her other foot to lay against his head. They were all touching her in some way.

Stacie wanted to talk to the men, but she was so tired she fell asleep before she could ask the questions she wanted.

* * * *

Stacie woke some time later. It was still dark. She felt someone nibbling at her breast. There were hands holding her legs open and someone was nibbling there, too. All of her men were once again loving her body in some manner. Unable to do anything more, she closed her eyes and let her body feel, trying to determine which man was where.

One of the men at her breasts released the nipple in his mouth and moved up to cup her face with his hands—Seth. “Hey honey, how do you feel?”

“Umm, good,” Stacie breathed, barely able to form words. The humming was starting again and her body was readying itself for her men.

“Jake wants you now, honey. Will you let him have your body? You’re not too sore, are you?” Seth was nibbling on her lower lip as he was talking to her.

“Yesss, please.” Stacie could feel Jake between her legs. That meant it was Grant at her breast. Grant was alternating between each nipple, taking them between his teeth and pulling, while Jake had her clit between his teeth and was doing the same. Jake also had two fingers inside her pussy, stretching her for him.

Grant released her nipples and was now palming them, easing away to let Jake take over. Grant and Seth were each on one side of her and lifted her hands and held them away from her body, just like before.

Jake had lifted himself over her and was rubbing his hard cock up and down her pussy, bumping her clit with each pass. Pulling back, he once again took his hand and started trailing his fingers through her. Swirling his fingers in her juices, he used one finger to rim her bottom hole.

Stacie arched up and her eyes got wide. “Babe, if we are all going to take you together, one of us will be here. Not now, but soon, babe, soon. Don’t you want to be loved by all of us at once?”

Stacie did want them all at once, but had never thought about how it would happen. She knew that people did things like that, but she had never thought of doing those things herself.

She hadn’t dated often, but her friends at school had, and they talked. One of her friends had tried anal sex once and complained that it hurt, badly. Stacie was scared. She didn’t think her men would do anything to hurt her, but did they know it hurt?

“I…that…” Stacie wasn’t sure how to tell them. She wanted all of them at once, but didn’t know about this.

“Babe, are you afraid it will hurt?” Jake asked, rimming his finger a little deeper inside her tight ass.

“I…my…yes,” she finally answered. She didn’t want to tell them that she had talked to a friend about that stuff. What would they think of her?

Seth had moved so that her head was in his lap and he now had both of her hands held over her head. “Did someone tell you it hurt, honey?”

“Well, yes, I have heard that,” she answered.

“Do you think we would hurt you?” Jake asked. Grant had left the room.

“No, I know you wouldn’t. Where did Grant go?”

“He went to get some lube and a small butt plug. After I make love to you, we are going to put a very small plug in you so you get used to having something there.”

“You are?” Stacie wasn’t sure she liked the idea. The feeling of Jake’s fingers was incredible, and even though she wasn’t supposed to like it, she did.

“Yes, babe, and when Grant takes you, you will have the plug in. Just always remember that if we ever do anything that makes you uncomfortable in any way, you just need to tell us and we will stop and talk about what is bothering you and see what we can do about it. We will never hurt you or take you in anger. If you are ever scared, you can always come to us.. We all love you equally and will always be there for anything you need.”

By the time Jake got done talking, Grant was back. Stacie tried to see what he had, but he kept it out of her sight.

“Now, babe, where was I?” Jake asked her, scissoring his fingers that were still inside her ass. He had stopped moving them when they started talking.

“Oh, what are you doing?” The sensation was different now, and Stacie wasn’t sure she liked it.

“Just stretching you a little babe. Relax, it will get better,” Jake told her and moved his fingers faster.

Grant was now sucking on one of her nipples and Seth was still holding her hands over her head.

“Why are you holding my hands?” Everything was getting confused. Stacie was starting to get overwhelmed by all that was happening. It was going too fast.

“Does it hurt, honey?” Seth asked her gently, motioning with the hand not holding hers for his brothers to back off. Something was going on.

“No, I…just, let me loose.” Suddenly, everything was spinning. She didn’t understand what was happening to her.

Seth pulled her up to sit in his lap. “Stacie, did you eat before you got into your bath?”

“No, I was tired and hot and just wanted to relax. I was going to make us all something when I got finished, but…well, you know.” She stuttered the rest out.

“So, you haven’t eaten since we all had lunch eight hours ago?” Now Seth knew what was wrong. They needed to take better care of her and stop assuming she was taking care of herself. Over the past few weeks, one of them had always been with her and made sure she was doing what she needed to. Today, they had slipped up. Not happening again.

Moving to sit on the side of the bed with her, he sent Jake into her room to get a robe for her. Then the men all slipped on sweatpants and they all went down to eat. “We’ll talk more about you taking care of yourself after we eat.” Stacie hadn’t eaten very well at lunch. She had been upset over losing her house and the men hadn’t pushed her, but now she needed something.

She had always had problems with low blood sugar, hypoglycemia, and the doctor had told her as long as she ate regularly, she would be fine.

Seth carried her down the stairs, and she was glad. Even though she protested that she could walk, she was feeling a little dizzy and woozy, all signs of low blood sugar. When they got to the kitchen, she told Seth, “Okay, put me down. What do you all want?” She was preparing to cook for her men like she usually did.

Seth sat in a chair, still holding her, and settled her on his lap. “Grant is going to fix us all some eggs. Jake is getting you some juice to drink while we wait.”

Stacie could tell by his tone of voice it would be best not to argue with him and just nodded.

“Now, we need to talk to you about taking better care of yourself. This wouldn’t have happened if you had eaten something, right?”

Stacie wasn’t really sure she liked Seth lecturing her. She knew when to eat.

“Yes, but I was going to. I just got interrupted.” Stacie tried to defend herself.

“And what would have happened if you had decided to just go to bed instead of eating?” Seth was trying to be logical with her.

“The same thing, but I was going to eat,” she protested. It was a lie. She was going to bathe and then crash, but they didn’t need to know that.

Jake and Grant had joined them at the table and there was a big plate of toast and scrambled eggs in front of Stacie.

Seth took the fork and held a bite to her lips, waiting for her to open and take it. Jake and Grant watched.

“I can feed myself.” Stacie was getting indignant. She was an adult.

“I want to feed you. Will you let me, honey?” Seth asked, as Jake held the glass of juice to her lips.

Stacie took a drink and nodded. She had a feeling it wasn’t worth arguing and she wouldn’t like the consequences if she continued.

The men all took turns feeding her and giving her drinks, until all the juice was gone and she had eaten half the eggs and toast. “What about you all? None of you ate.” Stacie was worried about her men. They worked hard.

“We all had a sandwich before we came up the stairs, babe,” Jake informed her. Grant was busy finishing what she didn’t eat.

Seth just shook his head at Grant. “That boy can eat anything at anytime.”

“I’m still growing,” Grant protested.

Seth carried her into the living room, still shaking his head. Now the unpleasant part was coming. They were going to have to punish Stacie for her behavior, and he was sure she wouldn’t like it. “Begin as you plan to continue,” his daddy had always said, and this was how they planned on continuing. They all three would be involved in her punishment. She wouldn’t be focused on just one of them that way, and she needed to know that they would all punish her.

Seth sat in the big chair in the room and again sat Stacie on his lap. “We need to talk, honey,” he told her, as Jake and Grant sat on the sofa.

But before they talked about punishment, she needed to be informed about their lifesytle. They needed to make sure it was something she was interested in and wanted to participate in. If she wasn’t interested, they needed to decide how to proceed. His daddy had told him always safe, sane, and consensual, never without consent. That meant that until they were sure Stacie wanted the same things they did, they couldn’t proceed further.

“Stacie, my brothers and I practice something called BDSM. Have you ever heard of it?” Seth asked, still holding her on his lap.

Stacie looked down at the floor and nodded. One of her friends had been reading a book about it, and when she was done she gave the book to Stacie. After that one book she was hooked. Hiding them in the chest in her room, she had bought several books without her father’s knowledge. She had gone so far as to buy book covers so that she could read them at work with the brothers knowing what type of book she was reading.

“I’ve read a few books about it, and one of my friends tried it with her boyfriend, but all he wanted to do was tie her up and beat her. Is that what you want to do?” She looked from man to man.

Grant got down on his knees in front of her. “No, baby, is that what they did in your books?”

“No, it was more about pleasure and discipline. No one gets hurt in the books, but those are just fiction. My friend said it was different in real life,” Stacie answered him

Jake was now sitting on the side of the chair with her and Seth, and he answered. “Yes, babe, books are fiction some are pretty accurate and some aren’t. We have some books you can read that are nonfiction or we can teach you. We would rather teach you. “

“The first thing you need to remember is that you as the submissive or sub hold all the power. Did your books tell you that?”

“Some of them, but in some the Doms were mean. Are you all Doms?”

Seth answered this time. “Yes we are and have been for a long time. This is the lifestyle we live, and we hope you will be interested enough to play with us. We don’t live it all the time, but most of the time. We never want to hurt you, but when you misbehave you will be punished. Before we talk about that we need to know how you feel about trying this with us. Are you willing?”

All three men looked at her intently, waiting for her answer.

“You said I had all the power, what did that mean?” Stacie was excited about trying some of the things in her books with her men, but she didn’t want them to hurt her like her friend had been. She didn’t think they would, but she was a little apprehensive about it.

“Before we need to talk about safe words. We will give you two words that you wouldn’t normally say to use that will stop or slow everything down. The first is yellow. You use yellow to slow everything down or to stop and discuss something. For example, if we are playing and you are restrained and something starts to cramp, you say yellow and we will fix it. Then play will resume if you wish to continue. The next word is red. When you say red, everything stops for a while. We talk about why you had to say red and take a break. We may continue, but we usually everything stops for the day,” Jake explained.

“When you misbehave or do something that will put you in danger, you will be punished. I hope it won’t happen often, and usually anytime you are punished, it will be all three of us. Do you know why we need to do this?” Seth’s voice was quiet, but firm. Grant and Jake were each sitting back on the couch, relaxed, their arms crossed over their chests.

Punished. Stacie wasn’t sure this was a good thing. They had never punished her while her dad was alive, and had never said anything about punishing her. She wasn’t sure she was going to like this. Deciding honesty was the best policy, she told them all, “I’m not sure I like this.”

“Baby, you’re not suppose to like it, it’s punishment for bad behavior. If you liked it, it wouldn’t work. It’s part of the BDSM dynamic. Your safe words still apply, and you can say red and stop everything,” Grant told her.

“But I don’t want you all to spank me. I’m not a child.” Stacie thought maybe she could reason with them.

“Babe, we don’t want to have to spank you, but like Grant said, if we don’t you won’t learn,” Jake tried to explain. “Are you willing to try this with us?”

“If I don’t will you send me away?” Stacie asked with tears in her eyes.

Seth held her tighter and answered. “We would never send you away. We just want you to explore this with us. If it isn’t something you want to do, we won’t force you. We all want you and want you to be happy with us. I understand you don’t like the idea of being punished. I don’t want to punish you, but I also don’t want you to put yourself in harm’s way again. If we spank you, then you will remember that next time you think about skipping a meal. Now, are you willing to try?

Stacie though a minute. Yes, this was something she wanted. She wanted more with these men. “I can use my safewords?”

“Yes, but if we think you are just using them to get out the the punishement we won’t be happy. Punishment is part of the lifestyle, and we want all of it not just the part that is fun.”

Stacie thought some more. She knew these men would never hurt her, and if she wanted to try this she needed to try it all not just part of it. Nodding her consent, she leaned into Seth’s chest. “Okay I’ll try, just go easy with me.”

Seth had planned to go easy all along. He knew how new she was to this. They would have to be careful, he had told his brothers when they talked about trying this with her.

Now Seth had had enough. “Time to get this over with, we’ve talked enough. Then we can go back to having fun,” he told her, standing her and undoing her robe.

“Stop overthinking this. It’s a spanking, nothing more,” Seth told her, pulling her naked form across his lap. It was going to be so much more than a spanking. She just didn’t know it yet. Positioning her so that she was ass-up across his lap, he placed one hand in the center of her back and used the other to start rubbing small circles over the cheeks of her bottom.

Seth kept rubbing, letting his hand drift lower and lower until it was trailing through the folds of her pussy before coming back to rub her cheeks.

Stacie started arching into his touch, craving more. With each pass he got closer and closer to her clit. Just before he started touching it, he stopped and announced, “We’re going to start now. You’ll get ten swats for this first time. Three from Grant, three from Jake, and four from me. Grant will start.”

Grant and Jake both got up from the couch and walked over to where Seth was holding Stacie. Jake walked around to her head and squatted in front of her, taking both her hands in his, giving Seth total control over her body. Her toes barely touched the floor, and without the use of her hands, she had no way to balance herself and had to trust Seth not to drop her.

Stacie struggled for a brief minute, but was afraid of falling. She could sense Grant’s presence behind her, but couldn’t turn her head enough to see what he was doing.

Grant was standing behind her and squeezing both her bottom cheeks, bringing blood to the surface of her skin. He and Jake would be using their hands, but when Seth took his turn, he would have a paddle.

Grant lifted his hand and made a nice print on her backside. Stacie gave a little cry but didn’t struggle. She was afraid of falling.

Jake held both of her hands in one of his and was watching her face. He cupped her cheek with his other hand and gently gave her a kiss of reassurance. “You’re doing fine, babe,” he told her quietly.

Seth had one hand holding her waist to anchor her on his lap and was using the other one to rub circles over her upper back and shoulders. Even though this was a punishment, they wanted her to enjoy it on some level.

Grant continued spanking her other cheek, and his last swat managed to hit both cheeks. As soon as he was finished, he lubed the small plug they had planned on using and slowly fed it into her small hole.

“Oh, what’s that?” she cried.

Jake was still in front of her and answered, “It’s just a small plug, babe, the one we told you about in the bedroom, now relax.”

Jake and Grant switched places and Jake pumped the plug in and out of her a few times, before reaching between her legs to feel the moisture there. He nodded to his brothers before giving her his three swats, then twisting the plug a few times.

Before Jake started his part of her punishement, Grant kissed her and asked, “Are you doing okay, baby? Do you want us to stop, or are you okay to continue?”

Stacie looked up at Grant and smiled. “I kind of like it,” she whispered.

“Okay, baby, Jake is going to take his turn, and then Seth will have his, okay?” Grant knew Stacie had whispered because she did want Jake or Seth hearing that she liked the spanking, but he couldn’t wait to tell them later.

Seth slipped his hand between her legs and rubbed her clit, while Jake ran up the stairs and came back with a paddle. They had a playroom in the barn, but it had been totally off-limits to Stacie. They all had a few toys stashed in their rooms and had brought a few toys in to play with her. They planned on taking her to the playroom soon if she responded like they hoped she would.

Stacie again tried to twist to see what was going on, but Grant held her face still with one hand, while holding her hands with the other. “Look at me, baby. Just focus on me.” He kissed her deeply, bringing her attention back to him.

Seth took the paddle. It was small and would sting nicely. Four would be enough to give her a reminder for a few hours, but not leave any bruises. Rubbing the paddle over her already-reddened skin, he got her used to the feel of it.

“What’s that? It feels different. It’s cold.” It wasn’t like their hands. This was something else.

Jake answered from beside her. “It’s a paddle, babe. Seth is giving you his four with it.”

Stacie was surprised at the response her body was having to what they were doing to her. She was producing a lot of moisture between her legs and her clit was throbbing. The tingling inside was intensifying with all they were doing to her, and she was afraid she was going to come.

She couldn’t come from something like this. What would they think of her? She wasn’t one of those girls. Those girls did bad things and slept with all the boys. She had been a good girl and kept herself for the men she loved. Why were they doing this to her?

Grant saw the thoughts going through her face and shook his head to stop Seth until they talked to her. She needed to understand some of the emotions and feelings her body was processing.

Seth once again sat Stacie up, placing the paddle behind his back. He didn’t want her to see it yet.

Taking a blanket from the back of the couch, the men wrapped her in it and Seth held her close a minute before asking her, “Honey, what’s going on in that brain of yours?”

Stacie was sniffling and had tears running down her face. “I’m not a bad girl and I don’t do those things. Why is my body betraying me this way? I’m a good girl.”

Jake was still in front of her and put a hand on each of her shoulders. “Yes, babe, you’re a good girl. You just made a mistake and we’re helping you remember not to do it again,” he told her, not quite understanding what she was saying.

Seth thought he knew what was troubling her and asked,” You’re worried because you don’t understand why you are responding this way, aren’t you, honey?”

Stacie nodded and looked down into her lap.

Seth lifted her chin with one finger so that he could see her eyes and smiled at her. “Stacie, the feelings of pleasure and pain can become blurred. The response you are having is natural and what we expected. We think it is wonderful that you are responding like this. It’s what we wanted.”

“This is what you expected. You wanted me to do this. You knew?” Stacie could hear the amazement in her voice.

“Yes, baby, it’s good. It’s what we wanted. It tells us you are meant for us and us alone. No one else will ever have you,” Jake told her, turning her face to his for a kiss.

All three men talked to her and touched her, until they had convinced her that she wasn’t bad and that this was what they needed from her. After several minutes, Seth asked if she was ready to continue and she nodded in agreement. She did want this.

He gently put her back over his lap and Jake again held her hands, but now Grant was playing with her breasts, pulling and tugging on her nipples.

Seth took the paddle and quickly gave her four swats. As he gave her the last one, Grant pinched each nipple hard and Seth reached between her legs, pinching her clit, while Jake took her mouth. Seth commanded her to “come” and she did, her world exploding around her with a blast of color and light.

When she was once again aware of what was going on, she was being held against a bare male chest and they were going up the stairs.

“What’s happening?” Stacie mumbled against the skin next to her face.

“I’m taking you upstairs to finish what was interrupted,” Jake answered her.

“Where are Grant and Seth?”

“Right behind you, baby. We’ll be right there with you,” Grant answered.

Jake carried her back to the master bedroom and lay her facedown in the middle of the bed. “Up on your knees, babe. We’re going to do this a little different,” he told her, lifting her waist and pulling her into the position he wanted.

Seth helped her get her arms where they would help support her and she would be comfortable. Grant was rubbing her back.

Jake quickly rolled a condom on and reached under her to find her clit.

Grant positioned himself underneath her and was sucking on her nipples, switching back and forth between them.

Once they had her on the verge of coming again, Jake slowly pushed himself into her. The experience was totally different from what Seth had done. The plug made the feeling even more intense, and the angle hit a spot inside her that had her screaming every time Jake thrust into her.

Soon Stacie was screaming Jake’s name and her world exploded again, only this time it didn’t stop, and she kept coming and screaming until everything went dark.

The men cleaned Stacie up and positioned themselves comfortably in the bed. For the first week or so, they would all sleep with her. After that, they would take turns so that she could get to know them all.

They had also planned on doing things with her during the day as individuals. Each of them was going to take her fishing and to a picnic. Seth wanted to take her into Rapid City shopping one day, and Grant was going to teach her to ride. They all had plans to spend some time alone with her.

Chapter Four

Stacie woke the next morning and was alone in the bed with Seth. “Where are Grant and Jake?”

“They had to go check on things.” Running a ranch was a lot of work, and even though they had hired help, the men made sure things were done. “They’ll be back for our shower and breakfast,” Seth answered her, leaning over and kissing her. “Good morning,” he told her.

Stacie smiled and relaxed, letting him do as he would. While he was still kissing her, Grant and Jake came in and jumped on the bed, demanding their turn.

What a way to wake up, with three men kissing her. She could definitely handle this for the next sixty years or so.

Soon, she found herself being moved to the shower. Seth carried her, while Jake and Grant stripped off their clothes. After they all showered, the men laid her on the bed and again lotioned every inch of her and, in the process, checked her for bruising. They left her to get dressed and promised to meet her in the kitchen.

When Stacie went to get dressed, she found that her clothes had been moved to the master closet and one of the dressers was full of her things. Also, most of her personal things had been arranged around the room. They must have done it while she was still sleeping. It was apparent they wanted her to consider this her room now.

Skipping down the stairs, she was happier than she had been since before her father got sick. All the insecurities she had felt last night were gone. When she got to the kitchen, the men had started biscuits and sausage gravy, saying it was something they knew they could make. Stacie took over and quickly finished the meal, shooing them out of the kitchen. In the short time they had been cooking, they had managed to dirty every bowl and pan in the cabinets, and it looked like a tornado had come through the kitchen.

After breakfast, Seth and Grant went outside to work while Jake stayed in, saying he had some work to do in the office.

Stacie put her headphones on to listen to music while she did her cleaning and started laundry, skipping around the house like a little fairy doing what needed to be done. She was in a very good mood and happy.

Grant stood in the doorway watching her as she flitted around for a few minutes, until she bent over to put some pots away in the kitchen. Seeing the opportunity he had been waiting for, he walked swiftly up behind her and grabbed her by the waist, pressing his erection to the cleft of her bottom. He knew she couldn’t hear him coming, because he could see the earbuds sticking out of her ears.

Stacie gave a little squeal and reached for the hands at her waist.

Grant moved one of his hands and removed one of her earbuds, “Shh, baby, it’s just me,” he reassured her as he took a nibble on the back of her neck. He felt her instantly relax into him and he stood, lifting her with him. Keeping one arm around her waist, he carried her up the stairs to his room. His brothers had both had her last night. This was his turn.

Laying her on her back on his bed, he crawled over her, took the other earbud out, and pulled her iPod out of her pocket, setting it on his dresser. “I want your full attention,” he told her as he leaned to kiss her.

Stacie was a little overwhelmed, but wondered where Seth and Jake were and if they would be mad because she was alone with Grant.

Grant could feel her pulling back and knew immediately what was bothering her.“They know, baby. It’s okay with them, but if you want them here, I can call them and they will be here for you.”

The brothers had talked and decided to start having some alone time with Stacie, if she was ready. None of them wanted her to be uncomfortable in any situation.

Stacie thought for a minute. She really did want to get to know each brother in his own right, but it didn’t feel right to leave the other two out. She looked into Grant’s eyes and nodded. “Please call them. I…I need them here.” Stacie had a tremble in her voice, and a tear slipped out of the corner of one eye. It wasn’t that she was afraid to be alone with Grant. It just didn’t feel right not having Seth and Jake with them for her first time with him. She felt it was something they should all share.

Grant quickly called both brothers, saying one word—“yes”—before fore hanging up. They had discussed it beforehand. Jake and Seth had known he was going to go in the house and what he had planned. They were more than willing to be there if Stacie wanted them. Then he noticed the tear and sat on the side of the bed, pulling Stacie into his lap. “Tell me what’s wrong, baby.”

“I…I didn’t want to leave your brothers out. Is that bad?”

“No, baby. There will be times that we are all with you together, but we all also want to get to know you in our own way. We’ll be doing things with you individually, but we don’t have to start that right now. Whenever you’re comfortable with it, we will each spend time with you. Right now, things are new for all of us. We’ve never shared a woman before and we are all learning. Don’t worry, baby, it’s fine.”

He started planting little kisses all over her face and undoing the buttons on her blouse. It wasn’t technically true that they hadn’t shared a woman. They all belonged to a club in Rapid City and had occasionally played with the same woman there, but they had never had a woman in their home and had never shared anyone that meant what Stacie did to them.

When he had her blouse undone, he reached into it and ran his hands over her bra, feeling her hard little nipples through the material there. Leaning down, he gently took one between his teeth, cloth and all. He slid one hand over the smooth, soft skin of her stomach to rest just above the button of her jeans. Deftly unfastening the button, he slipped that hand into her jeans and her panties. He was fingering her clit and kissing her when Jake and Seth walked into the room.

They each knelt beside her and started touching her. Seth removed her shoes and socks. Jake pulled her jeans and panties down her long, silky legs while Grant held her up, kissing the skin as he revealed it. Grant held her arms over her head while Seth undid her bra and removed that and her shirt, leaving her naked in Grant’s arms.

Grant turned, laying her in the middle of the bed, spreading her out for them. They had chosen Grant’s room because he had some special features attached to his bed. They would be fixing the bed in the master room the same way while Stacie was napping, after they played with her a little.

Seth and Jake each took an arm and brought it up over her head to the cuffs attached to the bed post. They were built in and, unless you knew what to look for, not easy to notice.

They then moved to her feet and did the same thing. While they were doing this, Grant ducked into his closet and grabbed his toy bag. They were going to use a larger plug with her and he wanted to try her with nipple clamps.

When he came back to the bed, he slipped a couple pillows under her back to raise her bottom, and he quickly stripped off his clothes.

Crawling over her, he caged her body with his and slowly started kissing her. While Grant was kissing Stacie, Jake and Seth each removed their shirts and pants, leaving their briefs on.

Stacie wasn’t sure why they were tying her arms and legs, but it seemed to really excite them and they continually kissed and touched her while doing it, telling her how beautiful she was and how pleased they were with her, so she bit her protests back and let them do as they wanted. She knew they wouldn’t hurt her.

When Grant came back to bed, he started kissing and touching her, beginning with her lips and kissing his way down to her neck and chest before taking one nipple into his warm mouth. Licking and sucking, he soon had the bud hard and was reaching to the stand beside the bed for something.

“Stacie, I want you to try something for us. These are nipple clamps. They are adjustible and can be tight for punishment or looser for play. I just want to put them on loosely today, will you try this for us?” Grant showed her the clamps and took her little finger to show her how they worked.

It didn’t feel too bad on her finger, so she nodded her head yes, she would try them on her nipples.

Stacie tried to turn her head to look, but Seth, who was on the opposite side, turned her to him and slowly kissed her, slipping his tongue into her mouth and gently exploring.

When he let her up for air, Grant was putting the clamp on her nipple and tightening it.

“Oh, it pinches, take it off!” she cried.

“Just breath with me, babe. It will get better,” Jake told her, laying a hand on her cheek and telling her to breathe in, hold it, breath out with him for several breaths until she calmed down.

While she had been breathing with Jake, Grant had been preparing the other nipple for the same treatment. He once again tightened the clamp until she cried out and Jake calmed her down again.

When she was calm, all three men told her how beautiful she looked with the clamps and how they would enhance her orgasm. Stacie wasn’t so sure. The things pinched something terrible, worse than what the men had done with their fingers. “It feels tighter than it did on my fingers.” Stacie looked to Jake for help.

“Babe, your nipples are more sensitive than your fingers. If’s it too tight we can loosen them a little or take them off if you can’t stand it,” Jake told her, looking to Grant to loosen them. They didn’t want her to hate the clamps and wanted this to be a good experience for her.

Grant had moved down between her legs and was kissing all around her navel and running his fingers up and down her cleft, from her clit to her back hole. When he touched her clit, it was the lightest of strokes, and when he got to her back hole, he pressed in a little more each time. Soon, Stacie was arching into his touch, wanting and needing more.

Even though she had been unsure when the men restrained her and added the nipple clamps, her body was responding in ways she never thought it could. Soon the pinching she had been feeling became something more, and whenever one of the men flicked one of the clamps, it sent a zing straight to her core. She was more aroused than she had ever been in her life.

She and her friends had talked about sex toys and restraints. She’d been to a few parties her friends had over the years, but had never thought about exploring those things. She was happy to read her books and dream about the brothers and the things they would do together. That had always been enough stimulation for her. Now she realized what she had done by herself was just the tip of the iceberg. She couldn’t believe she had spent so much time alone when the three brothers were there for her.If she had only known.

Grant was soon pushing one, then two fingers into her while Seth and Jake continued kissing her mouth and breasts and telling her how beautiful she was to them.

Grant got the plug and started slowly pushing it into her. Again, she protested, “ It's too big.”

To distract her, Jake and Seth each pulled and twisted the clamps on her nipples and Grant pushed the plug home. Soon they were going to take her to the play room in the barn and they were all going to take her at once. Today was supposed to be just about Grant, but when Stacie had asked for all of them, they decided it was time to teach their girl a little oral action. She would be giving her first blow job.

After Grant had the plug seated, he quickly rolled a condom on and positioned himself over her. He slowly pushed inside her tight cunt until his dick was as deep as he could go. He gave her some time to adjust, and Jake and Seth quickly finished undressing while Grant had her attention.

“You need to feel this, brothers. She’s so tight and so wet. Her little pussy is clamping down on me. I’m not going to last long,” Grant panted.

Grant started moving in and out of her while rubbing her clit. Stacie moaned, and when Grant felt her muscles tighten around him, he knew she was close. Seth and Jake each removed a clamp and she came, screaming Grant’s name. The men quickly took her pinched nipples in their mouths and she screamed her release again.

* * * *

When the men removed the clamps, Stacie screamed with the feeling of the blood returning to her pinched skin. The pain quickly morphed into the most intense orgasm she had ever had, and she came, screaming and bucking. When Jake and Seth each took a nipple in their mouths, the feeling returned and she came again. She didn’t know how her body kept responding, but it did. Her world shattered around her and all she saw was a kaleidoscope of flashing light and color.

Grant followed her with his own release and collapsed over her for a few minutes, until they both caught their breaths.

Grant pulled away and went to get a cloth to clean her with. Seth and Jake held her and kissed her, continuing to tell her how beautiful she was and how pleased they were with her.

After Grant cleaned her with the cloth he had brought back, the men put a pillow on the floor beside the bed and had her kneel on it.

Stacie was still dazed from her orgasms and not sure what was going on. Seth sat on the bed in front of her, fisting his erection, pumping it up and down. It wouldn’t take much for her to make him come, but they wanted her to get used to having one of them in her mouth. They were slowly preparing her to take them all at once

“Come here, honey. I want you to touch me,” Seth told her, guiding her hands to wrap around his cock. “Get used to the feel of him, honey. He won’t hurt you.”

Stacie tentatively reached out one hand and wrapped it around him. She couldn’t reach all the way around him, he was so long and wide. How had he ever fit inside her? Leaning forward, she looked up at him and he nodded. She stuck out her little pink tongue and licked the drop of moisture there on the tip, just barely touching him.

Seth jerked involuntarily, and Stacie pulled back. Seth reached out and threaded his fingers through her hair, holding her head in place. “It’s okay, honey, just relax and do what feels natural. There’s no hurry and you won’t hurt me,” he told her, using his hand in her hair to move her head closer to him. “Relax, honey, just think of it as a yummy lollipop and take a little lick.”

Stacie laughed a little at the lollipop idea, but did as he asked and liked the taste. It was salty and sweet, and there was a hint of something else she couldn’t describe—essence of Seth, she decided, wondering if all the men would taste different. Leaning closer to him, she took the head of his cock in her mouth and ran her tongue around it. She wasn’t sure she could fit all of him in her mouth, but she was going to try to take as much as she could.

“That’s it, honey, just like that. Boys, our girl has the sweetest mouth,” Seth told his brothers, with a gasp as she hit a sensitive spot.

Grant knelt behind Stacie and reached around her to pinch and squeeze her nipples. Jake came up beside her and gently spread her legs, fingering her clit.

With her mouth full of Seth’s cock, and Jake and Grant both playing with her body, Stacie couldn’t think. She let instinct take over and went with the flow.

“Honey, if you don’t want to swallow, you need to pull back. I won’t last much longer.” Seth groaned, barely able to get the words out.

Stacie relaxed as much as she could and took Seth as far into her throat as she could. She still had her hand wrapped around the base to keep him from going too far. Jake had two fingers inside her and his thumb on her clit, and she was going to come soon.

She bobbed her head up and down on Seth’s cock, and he groaned his release at the same time Stacie came, swallowing convulsively. Slowly pulling her off Seth, Jake lifted Stacie and carried her to the master bath, sitting her on the side of the tub while he filled it.

Jake helped Stacie in the bath while Seth and Grant fitted the bed in the master bedroom with leather restraints.

She was almost asleep when Jake carried her out of the tub. Grant stayed with Stacie, while Jake and Seth went to do their chores. Curling up behind her in the bed, Grant planned on letting her sleep a couple hours before it was time to start dinner.

Chapter Five

Stacie woke with Grant holding her in the bed. Stretching, she rolled over to look at him. Seeing he was awake, she leaned on one elbow to rest her head on his shoulder. “It’s so nice being with all of you. Thank you for everything you and your brothers have done.”

“Baby, we’re all happy to help. Now, it’s getting late and we need to get dinner started before Jake and Seth come back in, okay?”

Stacie jumped up and dressed quickly, heading down the stairs to make dinner for her men.

* * * *

The next few days fell into a routine and all the men slept in the big bed with Stacie every night. During the day, they went on picnics, and Grant was teaching her to ride. Seth was taking her fishing every other day, and Jake had been teaching her to shoot and hunt. She was spending time with all of them individually and all together.

It was branding day and all of the men were out with the animals, so Stacie was in the house by herself when the phone rang. They didn’t have many calls at the ranch, but there was an occasional call for Jake about business, and it was nothing for Stacie to answer it and take a message.

Grabbing the phone and her message pad, Stacie ran to the counter to write what she needed,.

“Hello, Ransom Ranch.” She answered the phone like she had been taught.

“Hi, Stacie, it’s your mom,” the female voice said.

“Mom, it is?” Stacie hadn’t heard from her mom for years. The last time had been her high school graduation. She didn’t know how the woman even knew to call her at the ranch. She was very surprised to get the call.

“Yes. My poor little girl. I heard about your father, you poor thing, all alone in that big house.”

“I don’t live at the house anymore, Mom. I’m staying with the Ransoms for now.”

“Did you sell the house, baby? What are you going to do with all the money?” Ramona Styles asked. Stacie’s mom had remarried several times since she left Stacie and her dad.

“Mom, I need to go. I’m at work and can’t talk.” Stacie ended the call. She couldn’t believe the woman had called her, and called her “baby,” to boot. She was no more that woman’s baby than she ever had been. She didn’t need her mother coming around.

She debated all afternoon, and finally decided not to tell her men about the call. Nothing had happened and she hoped her mother wouldn’t call again.

* * * *

A few days later, Jake was working in the office when the phone rang. Stacie didn’t pay any attention to it. She knew Jake was there to handle it.

She was doing her work when she heard Jake call her into the office. She never went in there except to clean once a week. What could he want?

“Stacie, sit down. I just had a very interesting phone call, but before we talk about it, I want Seth and Grant to hear this, too.”

Stacie sat in one of the chairs he had in front of his desk, very nervous. What could be up?

They sat there in silence for what seemed like an hour, but it was only a few minutes before Grant and Seth joined them.

Jake stood and took Stacie by the hand, leading her to the couch where he sat her on his lap with his brothers on either side. “I got an interesting call today,” Jake started.

Stacie got a sinking feeling in her stomach. What if her mother had called again? She should have told them, but there wasn’t really anything to tell. Maybe it was something else.

“Can you guess who called, Stacie?” Jake asked her, turning her face away from the floor she had been staring at and turning it toward his.

Stacie thought she might be in trouble, but hadn’t wanted to talk about her mother, so she shook her head no.

“I think you do, babe. Who do you think it could have been?” Jake was still holding her face toward him.

“My mother,” Stacie mumbled. She really wanted to be anywhere but there.

“Is that because she called before?” Jake was persistent, if nothing else. She had to give him that.

“Uh huh,” she mumbled again, squirming a little in his lap. She was getting very uncomfortable.

Seth turned her head toward his and said, “Honey, tell us what’s going on.”

“Well, my mom called the other day, but I didn’t talk to her long and she asked about the house, and I told her I had to go,” Stacie answered in a rush.

“Did she say anything else, baby?” Grant asked.

Taking a deep breath, Stacie blew it out slow and said, “I didn’t give her a chance. I hung up on her when she started asking about the house. I was afraid she was going to want money. I hoped she would just go away.”

“No such luck, baby. She called me today and wants half of what you sold the house for. Somehow, she found out you sold it and now thinks half of the money from the sale and insurance policies should be hers. I explained that you had to use it to pay the hospital bills, but she doesn’t care,” Jake explained.

“Oh God, what am I going to do? I don’t have the money to pay her!” Stacie jumped up off Jake’s lap and ran out of the room before any of them could catch her. Flying up the stairs, she went to her old room and slammed the door, throwing herself on the bed, crying.

Grant started to follow her, but Seth stopped him. “Hold on, give her a few minutes, and then we will all go up. First, I want to hear from Jake and find out what’s going on so we reassure her. Regardless, we will get her out of this.” Seth then turned to Jake. “So, what’s up?”

“Stacie’s mom is a total bitch. When I tried to explain that Stacie had to sell the house and pay the hospital bills, she really didn’t care. Stacie’s mom thinks half the money should be hers and she wants her share if she has to go to court to get it. I called Mike Eades, our attorney, and he’s more than happy to represent Stacie, and doesn’t think that she has to worry about anything. If she can prove she used the money to pay bills and they were all for her father, it shouldn’t be a problem.

“He also said that if the house was not in Stacie’s mom’s name and her name wasn’t beneficiary on the insurance policies, she couldn’t claim it. I’m sure Stacie’s dad removed Ramona from everything years ago. The woman always gave him trouble and I know he would have taken care of all of this.”

“That’s good to hear, and we can give her good news. I know she’ll be worried about paying Mike, but I think this is the best route to go. Let the mother sue and see how far she gets.”

“Great, let’s go tell her. I don’t want her to worry about this any longer than she has to. Jake, is there any way we can keep the woman from calling here again?”

“Yes, Grant. I can block her number and she won’t be able to get through. I’ll get Stacie’s cell phone and block the calls there, too.”

“Good, we don’t want her bothering our girl. She can go through Mike if she needs anything. I want everyone on alert, as she might try and show up here. She must have called the day we were all out branding. Stacie is not to be alone again, understood?” Seth was very firm on this point. They were not going to let Stacie’s mom get to her.

The three men headed up the stairs to tell Stacie what was going on and what they were planning to do about it.

* * * *

Stacie was relieved. She had been afraid the men would want her to leave if her mother started making trouble, and Stacie knew she was going to.

The next few days were quiet again and the men made sure she was never alone. If her mother had tried to call again, no one had said anything.

It was Friday, and it had been a wonderful day. She woke up with all three men in bed with her, then they had all taken a long shower. After breakfast, Jake and Grant had gone to do chores while Seth stayed with her. Once she had what she needed to do done, he had taken her out in the 4x4 and they went around the ranch. Even though Stacie had been working on the ranch for years, she had never seen the entire place. It was bigger than she thought, and she was amazed at all the cattle they had.

‘Over twenty thousand head,” Seth proudly informed her. “When my daddy was alive, we barely had five thousand, but my brothers and I have worked and grown the herd. We have breeding stock and make a nice profit from that, and then we sell some cattle for meat, also. The ranch is very profitable.”

Stacie was astounded. She knew the boys didn’t worry about money, but hadn’t realized how much stock they had and how much work the ranch was.

After lunch, Seth told her to put on something nice. He and his brothers were going to take her to Rapid City for dinner, and on Saturday they would do some shopping. “Pack a bag for the weekend, honey. We’ll get a hotel room and come back in a couple days. ”

Stacie was excited. She hadn’t been to Rapid City for a long time and loved shopping. She was sure going with her men would be even better.

On the way to the city, they had to go through Deadwood. “Have you ever been gambling?” Jake asked as they slowed for the town.

‘No, Daddy didn’t believe in it,” Stacie answered.

Grant, who was driving, pulled into a small casino. Even though it was a Friday night, it was quiet. Tourist season hadn’t started yet, and it was just a few locals and visitors in the small place.

Seth walked up to one of the dollar machines and put a hundred-dollar bill in it. “Come on, honey, let’s see how lucky you are.”

Stacie walked up to the machine, but she wasn’t sure what to do. Seth showed her what needed to be done and she pulled the handle. The reels spun and…nothing. Stacie pulled again and still nothing. Stepping away, she looked at the floor.

“Come on, babe, try again. Sometimes it takes a few spins to warm these things up,” Jake told her, grabbing her around the waist and walking her back up to the machine. Placing his hand over hers, they spun the reels again and this time hit a small jackpot. Stacie got excited and started jumping up and down, while hollering, “Woohoo!”

“That was just a little one, honey. Try some more,” Seth encouraged her.

They played that same machine a few more minutes and cashed out a little more than the hundred dollars Seth had put in. The men walked her to several other machines and some she won, some she lost, before they walked her over to show her the table games.

The casino had just started a new poker table and Stacie could tell all her men were eager to play. Seth handed her some more money and told her, “ You go play a while, honey. We’ll all be here. Is that okay?”

Stacie nodded and wandered off to see what she could find. She still had a bucket of coins that she had cashed out with her men, so she put the money Seth gave her in her jeans pocket and started walking around the casino. She looked at the various types of machines, stopping here and there to put a few coins in. Roaming around, she didn’t realize that she had wandered into a different casino. There were several joined together and it was easy to drift from one to another.

Continuing to play and roam, Stacie drifted between casinos and finally realized she was thirsty and hungry. Just thinking she would grab a drink and find something to munch on, she walked up to the bar.

Taking an empty stool, she put a few coins in the machine embedded in the bar. It was a poker machine and Stacie wasn’t sure what to do. As she sat staring at the machine, wondering what to do next, the man next to her asked if she needed some help.

Smiling and nodding, she thanked the man. The bartender asked what she wanted to drink and the man ordered her a strawberry daiquiri.

“What’s that?” Stacie asked him. She hadn’t really drank before, but she liked strawberries and it sounded good.

“It’s like a strawberry smoothie,” the man told her. “My name is Greg. What’s yours, sugar?”

“Hi, Greg, I’m Stacie,” she answered, holding out her hand for him to shake.

Greg wrapped her small hand in both of his huge ones and held it just a minute longer than necessary. The bartender brought their drinks and Stacie took a sip of hers. “Yummy,” she announced and turned back to her game.

Greg scooted his chair closer to hers and started explaining the game to her. Soon he had one hand resting on the back of her chair. Stacie was too engrossed in learning the game to realize what was going on. She sipped her drink frequently, and when the glass got low, Greg ordered her another one.

Stacie’s mind was on the game. If she could learn this, maybe she could sit and play with her men and they wouldn’t have sent her off. She didn’t realize that she had wandered away from them, or what Greg was doing. All her mind was focused on was learning the game.

Greg explained what each hand meant and how they increased in value. He showed her how to access the screen that explained everything and showed the value of the hands. He also showed her how to play, and which cards to save and which to throw away.

Soon he had moved his hand from the back of her chair and had it resting on her thigh. Stacie didn’t want to be rude—he had been so nice—so she moved her chair a little to the side. She couldn’t go too far and still play the game, and she moved his hand back to his own leg, a move which backfired on her, because he trapped her hand with his on his thigh.

“Just relax, darling. We aren’t hurting anything,” he told her, pulling her stool back toward his and slipping one hand back around her stool, caging her close to him.

Stacie tried to turn her knees away and slip off the stool, but she was too close to the bar to move. “I…I need to find my men, I have to go.” She was starting to panic and felt a little woozy all of a sudden. What was in those drinks? She was slurring her words. How many had she had? She needed to pay for them.

Trying again to stand up, she waved the bartender over. “How…how much do I owe for the drinks?” she slurred.

“Drinks are free when you’re gambling, miss. Is there anyone here with you?” He could tell she was feeling no pain, and knew Greg’s reputation. He didn’t think this was a good situation.

“I came with the Handsome, I mean Randsome, no, the Ransom brothers,” she finally got out, sitting back on the stool.

“Where are they, honey?” he asked, having not seen any of the brothers in the small casino.

“They were going to play…a game…a game with cards…like this?” She was getting sleepy.

“Poker, were they playing poker, honey?” The bartender was starting to get concerned. He didn’t know Greg well, but wondered if he was a scumbag and had slipped something in one of her drinks. The girl hadn’t seemed into him, just busy with the game. Maybe she had just had too much to drink. She had had several daiquiris.

Greg looked at the bartender and said, “I got her, Johnny. No worries,” as he slipped one arm around Stacie’s waist.

“Greg, if she came with the Ransoms, you need to leave her alone. Seth will beat the crap out of you.” The Ransoms were well known in the small town of Deadwood and Johnny knew better than to mess with them. He had Seth’s personal cell phone number and quickly dialed it.

“What’s your name, honey?” he asked Stacie as the phone was ringing.

Stacie managed to get her name out and laid her head on the bar, why was she so tired and dizzy.

“Come on honey, I got a room. We’ll take you there and let you rest,” Greg told her, lifting her by the waist and trying to stand her on her feet.

Even though the idea of lying down sounded wonderful, Stacie knew it was not a good idea to go with this man. He was not her friend. The bartender seemed to be more concerned about her.

“No, I need Seth or Jake or Grant. I want my men.” She tried to get out, not sure if she was making sense.

Johnny told her he had called Seth and that Seth was on his way. Greg was still insisting she come with him and trying to pull her away from the bar. Stacie grabbed onto the barstool, and it started to drag across the room with her. “I need to wait,” she tried to tell Greg, looking to Johnny for help.

About that time, Seth and his brothers came up to the scene and Jake quickly pulled Greg off of her. “Call the cops, Johnny. I want him arrested for attempted kidnapping, and attempted assault,” Jake told the bartender, looking at the man on the floor. “Also, call an ambulance. I think he may have drugged Stacie, and I want her blood tested.”

Grant and Seth quickly agreed with him. Stacie was not herself and had gone limp in Seth’s arms the minute he touched her.

Johnny quickly made the calls, and soon the place was in chaos with the police and ambulance. Everything got straightened out quickly and the ambulance personnel were able to take a blood sample without taking Stacie to the hospital. Johnny arranged for a hotel suite for Stacie and the men, and she was taken there to rest and recover.

When they got to the room after they had Stacie settled in one of the bedrooms, the men all sat on the bed around her. “She is not to be left alone ever again, agreed?” Seth told his brothers quietly, not wanting to disturb her.

Jake and Grant nodded, all too aware of what could have happened to her. When Stacie started gagging, the men quickly got her to the bathroom. The paramedics had warned them this might happen and not to leave her alone so she didn’t choke if she threw up.

“Grant, run a shower. We’re going to have to clean her up after this. She’s soaked with sweat,” Seth told his brother. Maybe she would have been better off in the hospital, but the paramedics had assured them that she would be fine in the morning, just hungover, and gave some recommendations to help that, too.

Holding her long, black hair out of the way, Seth felt helpless and, other than holding her, was not sure what to do.

When she stopped vomiting, Seth sat back on the floor and held her, while she cried, still not fully awake.

After letting her cry a few minutes, he got to his feet, pulling her with him. Jake and Grant helped him undress her and she swatted at them at first. “No, don’t touch me, only my men, no one else touches me. Leave me alone. I want Seth. Grant, help me. Jake, I need you,” she cried incoherently, swatting at their hands.

“Shh, baby. It's us, we have you. We’re going to help you shower and get you back to bed,” Seth told her in her ear, grabbing her hands so Jake and Grant could strip her sweat-soaked clothes from her.

“Oh, Seth, you came for me. Why am I so tired?” She stopped fighting and leaned into him.

“It’s okay, honey. We’re going to get you in the shower and then you can sleep. We’re all here for you,” Seth told her.

As soon as Jake and Grant had her stripped, they quickly undressed and Seth handed her over to them to shower while he went and checked out the bed to see if they could put her back in it. It wasn’t too wet—her clothes had absorbed most of her sweat—and Seth decided it would work for the four of them. It would be tight, but Stacie seemed to need all of them.

Jake and Grant no more than got Stacie under the warm water and she started shivering uncontrollably. Sandwiching her body between theirs, they did their best to warm her up and clean her quickly.

“What’s the matter with me? Why am I doing this?” she asked, teeth chattering.

“Honey, you’re not used to drinking alcohol and your body is reacting to the poison in it. Have you ever drank before? The paramedics said you might react like this. It’s okay. We are all here for you,” Jake tried to explain to her.

“No, I don’t like the taste of it, and when I go out with my friends I usually just sip one glass of wine all evening. I have a very low tolerance for it. I don’t remember paramedics. What happened?” Stacie was starting to get upset.

“Let’s shower, and then we’ll all explain it to you, babe. Let’s get you warm first,” Jake told her, while washing her hair.

Stacie let Jake and Grant wash and dry her while she tried to remember what happened. Nothing was coming to mind. The last thing she remembered was playing the game and drinking what she thought was a smoothie.

“That was a smoothie I was drinking, wasn't it?” she asked Jake.

Jake shook his head no, and then the men helped her out of the shower and were wrapping her in towels, before drying her hair with the dryer supplied by the hotel. While they had been showering, Seth had gone to the truck and gotten their bags. They had planned on staying in Rapid city a couple nights and had each packed a small bag. The stop in Deadwood had changed their plans a little, but nothing big.

Going through Stacie’s bag, Seth didn’t find anything he wanted to put on her, so he grabbed one of his shirts for her to wear.

Grant carried her out wrapped in a towel, and Seth quickly helped her into his shirt.They settled her in the bed and all cuddled around her. Slowly, Grant started telling her what had happened.

“Why don’t I remember?” She wasn’t as confused, but she still didn’t understand.

“Honey, it’s the drug or the alcohol. We’ll find out tomorrow what it was for sure and then we’ll know more. Right now, the best thing for you is to get some rest. Is your stomach still upset?”

He had a glass of club soda to give her. The paramedics said she needed to drink and if she did vomit, it would be a good thing, but they needed to watch for dehydration. The club soda would help settle her stomach and rehydrate her if he could get her to drink it.

“No, but my mouth is really dry.” Stacie was upset with all the men had told her. She could have been in so much trouble, had the bartender not paid attention to what was going on and saved her. If he hadn’t called Seth…Just thinking about it, she started crying again.

“Baby, what’s the matter? You’re safe now,” Grant said from his position at the foot of the bed. Jake and Seth were on either side of her.

“I was so stupid. I should never have drank all those drinks. That wasn’t a strawberry smoothie,” she cried.

“No, baby, they were daiquiris with rum in them,” Seth explained to her.

“I never drank rum before.” Stacie hiccupped.

Seth poured a bottle of water over the ice from the soda and gave it to her to drink. He wanted her to drink as much as she could before she went back to sleep. He also gave her a couple Tylenol. The paramedics had told him that would help with her hangover.

Stacie downed the water and the pills, then slid down in the bed and turned her back to Seth, snuggling her body into his. He wrapped an arm around her and Jake propped one of her legs over his. They were going to hold her all night and keep her safe. They had come too close to losing her.

“Why would someone want to do that?” She sniffled. She was very tired, but not really ready for sleep. She didn’t understand why this had happened to her.

“Honey,” Seth said from behind her, pulling her even closer, “sometimes there are just people in this world who have bad ideas and take advantage of situations. You were just unfortunate enough to be in the wrong place at the right time for him. He’s in jail now and we will make sure that he gets what he deserves. Don’t worry. He can’t hurt anyone else, okay, honey?”

Stacie nodded, but she still had a bad feeling about the whole experience. Something wasn’t right.

Chapter Six

Stacie woke the next morning, and all the brothers were making love to her. Seth was gently kissing her mouth, Grant was between her legs, and Jake had one nipple between his lips. As Grant leaned down to take her clit with his teeth, Stacie arched her back in response to Jake’s teeth on her nipple.

“Ohh,” she moaned, lifting farther off the bed.

“How do you feel this morning?” Seth asked her, pulling slightly away.

“Ummm.” Stacie was unable to answer, her body awash with feeling.

Seth gave a little chuckle and leaned back down to her mouth. Kissing her lips, then trailing kisses down her neck to her other breast, he slowly took that nipple in his mouth.

Jake released the nipple he had been suckling and reversed the path Seth had just taken to her lips. Jake, lips hovering over hers, asked, “Will you take me in your mouth, babe? Will you let me do that?”

Stacie’s eyes opened wide and she nodded. She loved being able to do that for her men.

Jake kissed her gently and sat back on his knees to position himself to take her mouth. Grant was now licking and sucking her clit and rimming her rear hole with one finger, pressing it in her every so often, going further inside with each press.

Stacie’s mind couldn’t concentrate on any one feeling. Her whole body was humming in response to her men.

Seth took one of her hands and wrapped it around him, showing her how to squeeze and move her hand up and down to please him.

Grant crawled up and did the same with her other hand. She was now pleasing all of them at once.

She couldn’t control what Jake was doing and just had to accept what he was giving her. Each time, he went a little further into her mouth, and was soon bumping the back of her throat. She gagged a couple times, and when she did, he eased back, but soon was bumping the back of her throat again. When she gagged, she involuntarily squeezed each of her hands tighter, causing Seth and Grant each to let out a groan and jerk in her grasp.

“Oh God, honey, that feels so good. Don’t stop.” Grant was moaning and thrusting his hips into her hand. Seth was doing the same.

“Babe, do you want to swallow?” Jake wasn’t sure she wanted that this morning. At her shake of the head no, he pulled back and released himself all over her chest and tits, marking her with his release.

Grant and Seth followed close behind, also releasing on her chest and stomach. The men all lay back and rested a minute before getting up and taking her to the shower.

Stacie always loved taking a shower with her men. She never knew what they were going to come up with next. Jake and Grant helped her into the shower, but Seth stayed back behind. When she asked him if he was joining them, he answered, “In a minute, honey. Jake, Grant, get her ready.”

Ready? Ready for what she wondered. Jake and Grant thoroughly washed her body before Seth joined them in the shower. Jake turned her so that she was facing away from Seth as he entered the tub. She heard him sitting several things on the shelf in the shower, but Jake wouldn’t let her turn and look. She felt Seth come up behind her and press up agains her back. “Hey honey, ” he said, putting his arms around and cupping both her breasts. Tracing his fingers down across her stomach to her mound, he ran his finger through the hair there. “Have you ever shaved this?” he asked her.

“No,” Stacie answered, losing herself in the feeling of his hands.

“Would you let me?” Seth asked, letting one finger slip into her folds, not touching her clit.

Stacie thought about it a minute. “Why do you want to shave me?”

“Baby, it will make you more sensitive and we like the feel of your skin, it’s like silk. Will you try it for us?” Gran answered.

They all looked at her so earnestly, she couldn’t tell them no. “Yes, will it hurt.”

“No,” Seth answered. He was going to shave her himself. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his brothers, but he wasn’t going to take a chance with her. “Honey, I want you to relax onto Jake’s body and let me take care of the rest.” Stacie did as he asked and Seth took the shower wand down and ran it over her mound. Grant handed him a bowl and brush. He added a little water to the bowl and swirled the brush in it. Taking the now-soapy brush, he painted her mound with the suds until it was coated. Grant took the bowl and brush from him and handed Seth the safety razor. “Next time I”ll use my straight razor, but I don’t want to take a chance of you moving and hurting you.” What Seth didn’t tell her was next time he would have her restrained to the cross in the barn’s playroom.

Seth carefully removed all the soap and all her hair while Jake cupped her breasts, slowly rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. They didn’t want to do anything that would make her move. Even with Seth using a safety razor he could still nick her skin.

When Seth had all the hair and soap removed, he took the shower wand and rinsed her. Then he ran his hand over the skin, sending a shudder up her back.

“Jake, Grant, come feel our girl,” Seth called his brothers.

Seth stood and Grant took his place, kneeling in front of her. Leaning forward, he grabbed her hips and, sticking out his tongue, took a long lick from the top of her mound just to her slit.

Jake had started plucking at her nipples with his thumb and forefinger, pulling and pinching the quickly enlongating nubs. Using his thumbs, Grant parted her folds and, still using his tongue, began licking her from her pussy to her clit. Taking her clit in his mouth, he started sucking it and gently pulling at it with his teeth.

Stacie felt her knees buckle and was glad Jake was holding her up. Seth took her head between his hands and, almost in slow motion, took her mouth, brushing her lips at first, then gently parting them with his tongue. Running his tongue over and over her lips until they parted and let him in, he explored her mouth, while his brothers played with her body.

Grant pulled away from her cunt and Seth grabbed a condom and stood in front of her, reaching around and lifting her legs over his hips, fitting her to his erection. Turning so that her back was to the wall, he drilled into her until they both found their release.

Seth stood holding her until they both calmed. Jake and Grant were waiting to take her and wrap her in fluffy towels. After dressing, they all went to breakfast.

Stacie didn’t want to make a fuss, but the men insisted she go to the police station to make a report against the man who had tried to kidnap her. “He only wanted me to go to his room,” Stacie protested.

“You still need to report it,” Seth told her. Both his brothers backed him and Stacie finally gave in. The police were very sympathetic, and making the report was less hassle than Stacie thought it would be.

The formalities done, they all piled in the truck to continue to Rapid City. Seth still wanted to take her shopping and they still had some business to attend to.

Shopping with Seth was a blast, and Stacie had several new outfits to show for the day. Stacie had never been shopping with anyone other than her dad or her girlfriends, and it was a real experience with Seth. He was very attentive, helping her pick out things and making sure she had everything from underwear to shoes to go with each outfit.

It was Saturday night and they hadn’t planned on returning to the ranch until Sunday. The men decided they would take Stacie to the local BDSM club and see how she reacted. They hadn’t talked to her a lot about BDSM and knew it would be somewhat of a shock, but it was something all three of them were interested in and wanted her to be part of.

While Seth had her busy shopping for clothing, Jake and Grant went to the local fetish shop and found some things for her to wear while they were playing.

An old school buddy of Seth’s was part-owner the BDSM club and it wouldn’t be a problem to get Stacie in. Due to the nature of the club, it was very exclusive and had very few members. The brothers visited it every three to four months and were well known by the unattached subs. There were going to be a lot of hearts breaking when word got out that they were no longer available.

After spending most of the morning shopping, Seth took Stacie back to their hotel for lunch with his brothers and then they wanted her to rest. She was still fighting the effects of the alcohol she had drunk, and she was going to have a busy evening ahead. They hadn’t discussed it with her, but she needed to be punished for putting herself in danger. She needed to learn to be more aware of her surroundings. They were going to help her with that.

* * * *

When Stacie woke from her nap, the suite was quiet and she thought for a minute she was alone. Getting up and grabbing the short robe she had brought with her, she wandered into the living room part of the suite looking for any of her men. They were all there, sprawled in chairs and on the couch, all sleeping. It was a rare moment to see them all relaxed. Last night had been more taxing on them than she realized.

She stood for a few moments wondering if she should wake one or all of them, when she noticed Seth watching her, crooking his finger to motion her over. She walked silently into the room and over to the couch where he was laying. Pulling her down to lie with him, he cuddled her close, whispering in her ear, “Shh, don’t wake the boys.”

Reaching in between the folds of her robe, he slipped his hand down to her mound, rubbing his finger over the smooth skin there. He reached between her legs and found her clit, rubbing the little nub.

“Quiet, now. We don’t want to wake them,” he reminded her, pressing more firmly on her little button. Turning her to face him fully, he slipped one, then two fingers inside her pussy, rubbing her clit with his thumb until it was impossible for her to be quiet any longer. He took her mouth to stifle the scream she made when she came.

When Stacie came back to herself, she was sitting in Seth’s lap with Jake and Grant on either side of her.

“Baby, we want to take you to a club tonight,” Grant told her.

“That sounds like fun. I’ve never been to a club.” Stacie thought they meant a dance club. “What will I wear? Maybe I can wear one of the new dresses Seth got me today. I have to go get ready.” She was almost clapping her hands, she was so happy to be going out with her men.

“Babe, it’s not the kind of club you’re thinking.” Grant told her, grabbing her hands and settling her back in Seth’s lap.

“Oh, what kind of club is it? It’s not like the casinos, is it? I don’t want to go back in one of those, ever again!” She was still upset about what had happened the night before.

“Baby, it’s a BDSM club, where people practice their kink,” Grant started explaining.

Stacie knew a little about BDSM from the books she read and what the boys had told her, but, other than reading about it,and what she had done with her men, had never thought very much about it. One of her girlfriends in school had been into the lifestyle and she had discussed it with Stacie and some other friends..

“Honey, do you know what BDSM is?” Seth asked.

“Yes, Sallie at school and her boyfriend Tommy did that, and I’ve read about it in my books. What do you want to do to me?” She was a little apprehensive and not sure this was for her.

“We would never do anything you didn’t want to do. Tonight, we are just going to take you to the club and show you around. We don’t have to try anything tonight unless you want to. Eventually, we would like to play with you, but if it’s not something you are comfortable with, we can talk about it. You don’t need to be scared. While we were shopping, Jake and Grant bought you something we would like you to wear tonight. If you are too uncomfortable in what they chose, we will find something else, but we would really like you to wear this,” Seth told her.

Jake went into the second bedroom of the suit and came back with a small package. He sat down on the table across from her, and opened the package to show her the contents.

What he pulled out of the package was a satin slip dress the color of her skin, a peachy beige that would blend perfectly with her and looked as if it had been made just for her. It had matching spaghetti straps and a lace bodice that would barely conceal her breasts.

“That looks like something I would wear to bed, not to a club,” Stacie observed, not sure she could go out in something like that.

“It’s what a lot of the subs wear to the club and very conservative for club wear. You will see people in a lot less,” Jake informed her.

“Would you please wear it for us?” Grant begged.

Seeing the eagerness in all of their eyes, Stacie slowly nodded, then took the dress from Jake and started to rise to go and change.

Seth held her still with one arm around her waist. “We need to talk first, honey. There will be rules you need to follow tonight to keep from getting into trouble. First, you will speak only when spoken to. There are a lot of very strict Doms at the club and they could demand to punish you if you don’t obey the club rules.

“As a submissive, you will be expected to behave a certain way and do the things your Doms tell you to. As long as you follow the rules and listen, you will be fine, but if you don’t do what you’re told and disobey any of the club rules, we will have to punish you. I don’t want your first scene in the club to be a public one.”

Seth continued to lay out the club rules for her and even explained that there was a contract that she would have to sign before being allowed into the club.

Stacie was nervous, but excited that her men wanted to do something like that with her. She quickly put the dress on and, though it wasn’t something given to her by her men, added a thong that closely matched the color of the dress. You couldn’t really call it a dress. It was more of a slip and left very little to the imagination. The skirt barely reached to the top of her thighs and the bodice was plunging, almost baring her breasts. There was no way she could wear a bra with it, but she was lucky enough not to need one. Jake had also handed her a pair of five-inch stiletto heels to match the outfit, and even though she was unsteady on them, she loved the way they made her legs look.

Turning to and fro and admiring herself in the mirror, she really was amazed at how flattering the outfit—what there was of it—looked on her. She was one sexy chick, she thought to herself, giggling.

Seth walked into the room as she started giggling and asked her what was so funny.

“I think I look sexy,” she said as she giggled to him.

“You are sexy, honey. Jake, Grant, come look at our sexy lady,” he called to his brothers.

Grant and Jake also oohed and ahhed over her, and then it was her turn to praise them.

All three of the brothers had changed into tight-fitting black jeans and were wearing black satin shirts they had left unbuttoned several inches down, baring their muscular chests. And they were all hers.

Reaching out and slipping her hand into the opening in Seth’s shirt, she batted her eyes and looked up into his. “Can’t we just stay here and play?” she asked, licking her lips for effect.

Grant gently took her wrist and pulled the palm of her hand up to his lips, kissing, then taking a small bite out of her skin. “Nice try, baby, but we are taking you out tonight. You look too good to not show you off.”

Stacie giggled again and let the men help her into a light jacket. It was long and covered her to her knees. A little unsteady in her heels, she grabbed Jake’s arm and let him escort her out. Seth and Grant both were close behind.

Grant drove and Stacie sat in the back between Jake and Seth. Seth explained the rules to her again and Jake slipped his hand down between her legs. Finding her thong, he was not happy.

“What the fuck is this shit?” he demanded.

Startled at his reaction, Stacie wasn’t sure what she had done wrong. “I put a thong on. It matches, see?” she said, lifting her coat to show them.

“Who gave you a thong to put on?” Grant wanted to know from the front seat.

“I just grabbed one. You didn’t want me to go without, did you?”

“Yes!” all three men answered at once.

“Oh, well, nobody told me.” Stacie huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

Jake and Seth each pulled an arm and said, “We’ll have none of that. When you are handed something to wear, you put only what you are given on and nothing more, do you understand?” Jake was still angry and had reached up and pinched one of her nipples, hard.

Realizing that they hadn’t told her not to wear anything other than the dress, Seth knew he had to put a stop to this. “Jake, we didn’t tell her she couldn’t’ wear the thong,” he told his brother. “You need to calm down. Stacie can’t be expected to follow a rule she didn’t know about.” Looking at Stacie, he told her, “From now on, you wear only what we give you, okay?”

“Fuck, that hurt, ass! Why are you being mean to me?” Stacie now had a tear running down her face. This was supposed to be a night of fun and the men were acting so serious. All she had done was put on a pair of panties. It wasn’t the end of the world.

Jake looked down and realized that he had overreacted. He had to remember how new Stacie was. Leaning over, he took the throbbing nipples in his mouth, soothing the little nub. “Babe, I overreacted. I know this is all new to you,” he apologized.

“Honey, when one of your Doms tells you to do something, we expect you to do it. Since you are just learning, we won’t punish you too harshly, but you will be punished. After we look around the club for a while, we will take you to a private room and there we will administer some form of punishment. We will talk more about this in the club and we will explore the things you want to try and things that scare you.”

Right now, everything scares me, Stacie wanted to tell them, but she just bit her bottom lip and nodded her head. If she had known wearing panties was such a big deal, she wouldn’t have. Reaching down, she pulled the offending garment off and dangled it from one finger.

“There, are you happy now?” she asked in a sarcastic tone of voice.

“Babe, you just made it worse.” Jake shook his head at her.

“What did I fuck up now?” Stacie was getting tired of this. She had finally started to relax around the brothers and they could see the brattiness that had attracted them to her coming back. She had become quiet when her father was so ill. Before his illness, she hadn’t hesitated to tell them what she thought, and she was returning to that person. It was good to see, but she was racking up punishments faster than they could think of them.At the rate she was going, they would be spanking her every night for the rest of their lives.

“Stacie, you’re too much of a lady to be cursing like a ranch hand. We won’t put up with it. You won’t like the bar of soap we use or where it goes if you keep it up,” Seth told her. He was glad to see the feisty Stacie returning, but she needed to know there were boundaries and she wouldn’t like the consequences of her actions.

Seth was the strictest of the brothers and felt he had to set an example not only for his brothers, but also for Stacie. The first thing he had learned about BDSM was to let the sub know what the rules were and what he would and would not tolerate. He had never liked Stacie cursing, but other than shaking his head and ignoring her, had never said anything before she became theirs. Now they were starting a relationship, and she needed to know where she stood.

Grant pulled the car into the parking lot and turned to face Stacie and his brothers.

“Before we go in, a few more rules,” Seth started. “If you curse inside the club, you will be immediately—and I mean immediately—stripped and bent over for a spanking. Then we will take you to a room for further discipline. I don’t care where we are in the club, one curse word and your ass is mine. We are going to break this habit now.”

He was going to nip this behavior in the bud, regardless of what his brothers thought, and he could tell by their expressions that they thought he was being harsh. He’d deal with them later.

Stacie was starting to think that even though they called it play, this was not a game. She could tell Seth was pissed and could almost see the steam coming out of his ears. “I’m sorry, Sir. I won’t use those words anymore.” She hoped she could keep her promise. When she got mad or upset, things just came out of her mouth.

Seth’s face relaxed and he smiled at her. “Thank you, honey. I know you will try, and I respect that,” he told her as he reached out and cupped her cheek with his hand.

Stacie nuzzled her face into his hand and smiled back. Most of the tension left the truck, and things were back on track again. Maybe tonight would be fun after all.

They all got out of the truck and Grant held his arm around her to help her into the building. Once inside, Seth explained to the man at the desk that she was new and they needed a contract and list of the club rules for her to read. They then led her to a small seating area with a desk to read through the paperwork and fill out the forms.

Once all that was done, they helped her out of her coat and gave her the choice of continuing to wear the heels or to go barefoot.

Stacie was sure if she continued to wear the shoes she was going to break an ankle, and she gladly gave them to Jake to store in a locker with her jacket. She would have liked to keep the jacket—at least her ass would have been covered with it—but she wasn’t given that choice. She felt really naked without the panties.

Walking into the club with her men, her senses were assaulted with the sights, sounds, and smells. Loud music with a strong beat was playing, and she could smell sex in the air. The lighting was low, and she strained to look around. The men walked her up to the bar, where several bottles of water sat in a tub of ice. Grabbing a bottle and handing one to his brothers and her, Seth then led them to another seating area.

The men sat in comfortable-looking arm chairs and pointed to a pillow on the floor. “You can kneel there, baby,” Grant told her and showed her how to sit with her legs spread apart and her butt on her heels. They wanted her to drink the water, so they left her hands loose for now. Once she finished, she would be clasping her hands behind her back, Jake explained.

Stacie sat as instructed, absorbing the sights and sounds around her. Several people, men and women, came and spoke to the brothers, but none of them paid any attention to her. It was like she wasn’t there.

Eventually a man and woman came up. The man was dressed similar to what the brothers were wearing, and the woman was naked. Stacie was a little shocked and knew her eyes were wide. She quickly looked at the floor.

“Baby, this is Cecelia and her Master, Drake. Cece has been Master Drake’s sub for several years. You have permission to talk to her and ask any questions you want her to answer. We are all going over here to talk a few minutes and will leave you alone to visit with Cece. Do not leave this area and do not talk to anyone but her,” Grant explained.

Stacie nodded, still not comfortable, and continued looking at the floor.

Jake lifted her chin and leaned down, brushing her lips with his. “You’re doing fine, babe. Are you okay with Cece?”

“Yes, Sir,” Stacie answered quietly.

Jake gave her another kiss before all four men walked off.

Stacie didn’t know where to start and just continued looking at the same spot of the floor.

“Hi, how are you?” Cece started the conversation.

“I really don’t know how to answer that.” Stacie laughed. “‘Overwhelmed’ I guess would be the best answer.”

“First time in a club?”

“Yeah. I don’t know much about this stuff and got my ass reamed in the car for cussing and wearing panties,” she said, giggling.

“Yeah, most masters don’t tolerate that well. I’ve been punished for that more times that I want to think about.” Cece smiled and laughed.

Stacie relaxed and started to open up to the woman and asked several questions, which Cece answered and explained for her.

Suddenly, Cece’s eyes went wide and Stacie felt her arm being grabbed. Someone was pulling her to her feet.

“You, come with me. I will master you for the night.” The man that had grabbed her was big, but not as big as her men.

Before Stacie had time to protest, she had been pulled against a hard chest and Jake and Seth were dragging the man off, explaining that she was theirs and no one else would play with her. Drake had also grabbed Cece and was holding her close.

Grant sat in one of the chairs and pulled her onto his lap, holding her tight and murmuring into her ear, calming her with his words and body.

“Will they hurt him?” Stacie asked quietly.

“No, they are just going to talk to him and then take him to security. He broke several rules grabbing you like that, and the security men in the club will deal with him.”

“Will he be in trouble?” Stacie had been scared, but the man hadn’t really hurt her.

“If he’s new here, the rules will be reinforced and he might have his membership suspended for a time. It’s up to the security team and owners of the club to decide what to do with him.”

Jake and Seth were back and both squatted down in front of her to make sure she was okay and reassure her that they would not leave her alone again.

Within a few minutes, Stacie saw several men escorting the man that had grabbed her back toward them. The brothers were immediately defensive, and Jake and Seth quickly stood on either side of the chair Grant was holding her in. Stacie felt Grant tighten his hold.

The group walked up to them and one of the men stepped forward. “Stacie, this is Daniel Owens, one of the owners of the Dark Desires club,” Seth introduced the man. “The men with him are his partner, and his brother, Dustin. The other men are Rock Ramsey and Colton Andrews. They are in charge of security here at the club.” Each man extended his hand and shook Stacie’s as they were introduced.

“Stacie, this is Max Conners. He’s a new member of the club and wasn’t aware he was breaking any rules when he grabbed you,” Dustin explained to her.

Max stepped forward and, looking to Seth for permission, took her hand. “I didn’t realize that I wasn’t in the unclaimed subs area and thought you two girls were waiting for a master. These gentlemen have explained how this club works and I hope you accept my apology,” he told Stacie and her men sincerely.

Looking to her men to make sure she could answer Max and getting the nod from Seth, she accepted Max’s apology and squeezed his hand before he released her. He shook hands with each of the brothers before the security team escorted him away.. Dustin and Daniel stayed and apologized again and reinforced that they were going to be going over the rules with Max again before he was allowed back in the club.

Seth stepped away and spoke with the owners of the club for a few minutes before returning the Stacie. “Are you okay, honey?” he asked.

Stacie nodded and cuddled into Grant. She felt safe and protected with the three brothers and knew they would never let anyone hurt her.

Jake took her hand and helped her off Grant’s lap. “We’re going to walk around and watch a few scenes, then we have a private room reserved where we can talk and play. As we are walking around, I want you to keep your eyes down until one of us tells you it’s okay to watch the scene. When you are watching a scene, if you have any questions, ask one of us, okay?”

“Yes, Sir,” Stacie answered.

The men walked her through the club to the area where all the play was going on. Several areas they walked her past quickly. Stacie tried to look up and see what was happening, but they had her surrounded and she could only see them.

Finally, they came to an area where they stopped. Seth and Jake sat on a love seat and pulled Stacie down between them.

Seth quietly started explaining to Stacie what they were watching. “Honey, what you are seeing is a submissive being restrained by her Dominant on a St. Andrew’s Cross. He’s using soft leather cuffs lined with sheepskin so they won’t chafe or scratch her delicate skin. He’ll check several times to make sure they aren’t too tight. He just slipped two fingers between her skin and the cuff to make sure it fits the way he wants it to. The strap around her waist is to keep her from arching too much and hurting her back. It’s the Dominant’s responsibility to make sure his sub is not injured in any way.”

Jake took over where Seth had left off. “Now he’s making sure she remembers her safe word and what it means. Most people use the stoplight system. Red meaning ‘Stop, I can’t take anymore.’ Yellow is for ‘Slow down’ or ‘I need something.’ Green it for ‘I’m good, continue.’ There are some people who use other words. It’s up to the sub and Dominant what works for them.

“After he is sure she knows what to say, he will make sure she’s good to go before he starts the scene. BDSM is a power exchange. The sub gives up control in exchange for the Dom’s care and protection. As a Dom, my responsibility is to see to your safety and pleasure. I will treasure your body more than my own. All of your pleasure is in my control. From now on, Stacie, you will not orgasm without one of us with you. If you do, you won’t like the consequences.”

Stacie shuddered at the intense look on his face, but nodded her understanding.Seth had lifted the skirt of her dress and was trailing his fingers up and down her thighs.

“Now he’s going to start the scene. Watch carefully, Stacie, and we want to know how you feel about what you are seeing. You may talk, but keep your voice soft so we don’t disturb the scene.”

Stacie again nodded and tried to focus on what was happening on the stage, and not what Seth was doing between her thighs.

The Dom had started running his hands up and down the body of the sub, and then he began to spank her bottom. After several minutes of spanking, he stopped and gave the woman some water to drink and spoke with her for a few minutes, nodding before walking to a small table on the stage and grabbing something with what looked like several strips of leather hanging from a handle. He started twirling the strips as he walked back to the suspended woman, and Stacie could see the strips barely grazing the skin of the woman.

“That’s a flogger. It’s made of deerskin and very soft. What he’s doing now will feel like a massage to her and help put her into sub space. Sub space is a place where a sub’s mind goes when the pleasure takes over. It feels like you are drifting on a sea of sensation, and I’ve been told it’s a very pleasurable experience. Some compare it to an extended orgasm, only not as intense,” Grant explained from behind her.

Stacie continued to watch as the man switched floggers two more times and the sub’s skin became redder. Each time he stopped, he gave the woman a drink of water and checked the cuffs on her wrists and ankles before starting again. Stacie could see how much he cared about the woman and her comfort.

Stacie could hear the woman moaning and see the movements she was making on the cross. After the man had used the third flogger on the woman, he slipped his hand between her legs, and although Stacie couldn’t see what he was doing, she could hear the woman’s moans increase in volume until Stacie was sure the woman had orgasmed with a scream.

When the woman screamed, Seth moved the hand he had been stroking her thighs with and slipped it into her slit, fingering her clit. It wasn’t long before Stacie came with a scream of her own.

Coming back to herself, Stacie saw that the woman had been let down from the cross and the stage was now empty. Grant was now kneeling in front of her and all three brothers were watching her intently.

“What did you think of that, baby?” Grant asked as he turned her for a quick kiss.

“It was intense, but she seemed to enjoy it. Won’t her skin hurt now?” Stacie wasn’t sure what her reaction was . Before she had the chance to process what she had seen, Seth had made her come and now her brain was mush. She was lucky she remembered how to breathe.

“It feels a little like a sunburn, and he will help her so that it won’t bother her. She may notice some stiffness tomorrow, but it will be slight and most subs consider it a tradeoff for the pleasure they have received.”

Stacie nodded, still trying to process all that had happened.

“Would you be willing to try something like that with us?” Jake asked from beside her.

Turning to him, Stacie answered with a hint of panic in her voice, “Out here, in front of everybody?”

“Not unless you want to. We have a private room reserved and we can go there to play,” Seth answered.

“I don’t think I’m ready for anyone to watch, but I’ll try it in a private room. I can use a safe word?” She wasn’t sure how the flogger would feel and if she would like it.

“Yes, baby. Anytime we play, you will be able to use a safe word,” Grant explained, standing up and taking Stacie from Seth’s lap to stand her on her feet.

Jake and Seth also stood and the group walked to a hallway. Talking briefly to the man sitting at a desk just inside the hall, Grant signed a register and took a key from the man before leading them to a locked door.

Once inside the room, the men sat Stacie in a chair and asked her to choose a safe word. Stacie decided to make it simple and use the stoplight system, which the men agreed to. Then they gave her another bottle of water to drink.

There was a cross also in this room, but it was smaller than the one she had seen on the stage, and several other things she couldn’t identify. There was also a big bed. “We want you naked and standing against the cross, facing us,” Seth told her, and all three brothers started removing their boots and shirts.

Stacie slipped the straps of the dress off her shoulders, standing to let it fall to the floor. Naked, she walked the short distance to the cross and stood with her back to it as instructed. It was all she could do to stand with her arms at her sides. She wanted to cross them over to hide herself, but the men had been working with her and told her this was how they wanted her to stand.

Jake was the first to walk over to her. “Beautiful, babe, just beautiful. Now to fasten your arms and legs so you don’t hurt yourself,” he told her, raising first one, then the other arm over her head and slipping the cuffs attached to the cross over her wrists. “Too tight?” he asked, once they were fastened.

She answered, “No,” testing to see if she could move her arms and found she could a little.

While Jake had been fastening her wrists, Grant had knelt down and spread her legs, fastening her ankles to the cross also.

Jake stepped back and Grant ran his hands up the inside of her legs to the V and slowly parted her. Holding her open with one hand, he reached in his pocket and pulled out what looked like a pink egg. Rubbing it through her folds, he slicked it with her juices and slipped it inside her pussy.

Stacie moaned when it slipped inside her and arched her back, bending her body away from the cross.

“Oh no, we can’t have that,” Jake commented, walking toward her with a two-inch strap in his hand.

Stacie cringed, thinking he was going to use it on her, and he did, just not in the way she had thought.

Jake wrapped the strap around her and the cross, fastening it so that she could not pull away from the structure. Again. She was unable to arch away now. Just as he fastened the strap, the egg in her channel started to vibrate.

“Oh my God,” she screamed.

“Do you like that, baby?” Grant asked her. It had been his gift for her. His brothers had other gifts. Jake was about to present her with his.

Stacie couldn’t answer. She had never experienced anything like that. Some of the girls in school had used different types of vibrators, but Stacie had never been brave enough to try one and was not going to do so with a bunch of giggling schoolgirls. She could just imagine what would have happened if her father had found one in her room. Nope, not going to happen. Now here she was and her men were using one on her. How her world had changed since she had been with them.

Jake also had a gift for Stacie, an anal vibrator. Walking up to her, he held it up and asked, “Do you know what this is, babe?”

Stacie bit her bottom lip and nodded. The same girls from high school had also had those, but again, Stacie had never tried one.

“Do you know where it goes?” Jake asked, turning it to and fro in his hand.

“Yes, Sir, in my bottom,” Stacie answered with a little shudder, wondering if it also vibrated and how that would feel.

It didn’t take long before she found out. Jake replaced Grant in the kneeling position in front of her and, applying some lube to his fingers, started slowly rimming her bottom hole, gradually inserting one, then two fingers, stretching her. Once he had her stretched enough, he inserted the plug and turned it on.

With both her pussy and bottom singing, it wouldn’t take long before she was on that rocket to happy land. “Oh God, I don’t know if I can take much more,” Stacie moaned.

“Oh, honey, you haven’t got your gifts from me yet.” Seth sauntered up to her with something in his hands, but she couldn’t see what it was. “Boys,” was all he said, looking at his brothers.

Grant and Jake both stood and each reached for one of her breasts, cupping them and rubbing the nipples with their thumbs. As the peaks hardened, the brothers leaned down and each took a nipple in their mouths, licking and sucking the little nips. Seth put something in each of their hands. Stacie still couldn’t see, and before she knew it both nipples were clamped.

“One more gift for our girl,” Seth said. Kneeling down in front of her, he took her clit in his mouth. He sucked and licked it until it was swollen and distended before applying a butterfly clamp to the throbbing piece of flesh, activating all three clamps. Stacie’s body was a vibrating mass of want.

“Oh God, I can’t take it,” she moaned. This was more than she had ever experienced before and she didn’t think they were done.

Grant stepped away while Seth and Jake stroked her arms and talked gently to her, telling her how beautiful she looked and how happy they were with her. They were keeping her distracted so she couldn’t see what Grant was doing.

While Grant was away, Jake and Seth unfastened her and turned her so that she was facing the cross, then fastened the restraints again, this time adding a collar around her neck so that she couldn’t turn her head. Jake quickly braided her long black hair and flipped the braid over her shoulder, leaving her back and bottom bare except for the strap around her waist.

Grant came back, gently swinging a deerskin flogger. She could feel the breeze it created, but couldn’t turn her head to see what it was.

Jake explained to her what it was and what they were going to do. It was the same as the scene they had just watched. Each of the men would be using a different flogger and they would all be watching and checking on her.

Stacie tensed with the first thuds of the flogger, but she quickly became used to the feeling and relaxed into it. Soon she was floating outside her body. Nothing and no one existed, except for her men and this moment in time. It couldn’t have been more than seconds later, but the men told her it had been longer and they were helping her down. Seth caught her in his arms when her knees buckled and lifted her, carrying her to a door she hadn’t noticed before.

The room was warm and steamy from the running shower. They must have turned it on before carrying her into the room.

“Wow, I…wow,” was all Stacie could say. She was still drifting. She didn’t know anything could feel like what they had done to her. Every day was a new experience with them.

“Yes, baby, wow,” Seth told her, stepping into the shower with her. Stacie looked down and he was naked. When had that happened? She lay her head on his shoulder, too relaxed to hold it up any longer.

Seth eased her legs down until she was in a standing position, keeping her head on his shoulder, and held her while his brothers washed her, gently rubbing soap over her with their hands, then using the removable shower head to rinse her before washing her hair. Once every inch of her was clean, Jake stepped out and Seth handed her to him to quickly take his own shower. Grant helped pat her dry. Jake held her in his lap while Grant attended to her hair. They then met Seth in the big bed, where they lotioned her back and legs where the floggers had stroked her skin, knowing it would ease the discomfort she might feel in the next day or two.

Before they had finished with the lotion, Stacie was sleeping, snoring softly.

“She sounds like a kitten purring,” Grant said softly. His brothers nodded at his comment, not wanting to wake their sleeping beauty. They were going to let her sleep a while before taking her back to the hotel. They needed to get up early the next morning and head back to the ranch.

Chapter Seven

Ramona Styles was madder than she had ever been at Greg Maxwell. How dare he disobey a direct order. “I thought I told you to get her at any cost,” she ranted at him, slapping him across the face.

“Yes, Mistress. I screwed up.” Greg had been Ramona’s submissive for several weeks, but was getting tired of her bullshit. When she told him to kidnap her daughter, it didn’t sound like that bad of a deal. Following the brat to the casino with the three cowboys she had been living with made it even easier. His break had come when she wandered off from them. It was easy enough to keep her drinking, and he was so close to carrying her off before the damned bartender interfered. Next time she wouldn’t be so lucky.

“Give me another chance, Mistress. I won’t mess up again.” Greg hated begging, but with the mood Ramona was in, he had no choice.

“Why should I do that?” Ramona was the worst Greg had ever seen her.

“I promise, this time I will get her.” He really did hate letting her down. Ramona had found him, homeless and jobless, begging on the street several months ago. She had taken him in and started training him to be her slave. At first, he’d loved her and done anything she wanted. When she found out her ex-husband was dying, she changed, and not for the better. She became even more cruel and conniving. Her hatred for the man was burning a hole in her heart. Greg just wanted to settle this and have his Mistress back. Then everything would be fine. He would do whatever it took to make that happen.

Greg had been Ramona’s former slave, but now she a new slave by the name of Luke, and Greg wanted Luke out of the way.

Luke Ryder was working undercover for the FBI. The only person who knew his real identity was his friend and former partner, Ron Ayers, chief investigative officer for Rapid City.

Ramona had been on the FBI radar for years and they finally put Luke in undercover to catch her. Several of her former lovers had disappeared mysteriously and no one knew where her money came from. Even though she acted poor, her bank account was six figures and the woman never held a job more than a few months. She was either laundering money or running drugs, and it was Luke’s job to find out.

Luke had started working for the FBI ten years prior, right after his last tour overseas. He had been places that made Dante’s seven levels of hell seem like vacation spots, but living with Ramona was definitely one of the lower spots. The woman was the devil incarnate. He would be glad when this assignment was over and he could go back to his normal self. He’d been a Dom in the lifestyle for years and would never view his subs in the same way again.

Luke never asked and Ramona certainly didn’t volunteer, but he wondered what had happened all those years ago. He knew she had very little contact with her daughter, and she always spoke of the girl with contempt in her voice, but he didn’t know why and didn’t dare ask.

When she had heard that her ex-husband was dead and that the girl had sold the house, she was furious. “That house should have fucking been mine.”

She’d raged and thrown things. It was a very bad night for Luke that night. He still had the marks on his ass to prove it. Whenever Ramona was mad, she took it out on him and had almost put him in the hospital once. He stayed and took it, though. Keeping up his cover was almost not worth what the bitch was putting him through. This was his last assignment. He was retiring as soon as he had the dirt and a conviction.

“Okay, tell me how you plan on getting her and not fucking up this time,” Ramona said spitefully.

Luke outlined his plan for getting hired has a ranch hand for the brothers and rooming in the bunkhouse to be closer to Stacie. He could watch her movements and get on the brothers’ good side. He figured it would take three to four weeks to win them over and be alone with Stacie long enough to make his plan work.

“Well, I can see you’ve thought this out, and being away from me for a month will be the best punishment I can give you.” Ramona laughed and laughed.

The next day, Luke applied to work at the Ransom Ranch.

He was hired with no problem, not even meeting the brothers or Stacie. The foreman did all the hiring for the ranch. Getting a bunk in the bunkhouse was no problem. They kept several hands on the ranch at all times, and he was willing to take the lower pay to have a place to stay.

It was a week before he saw any of the brothers, and then only in passing. So far, everything was going to plan. It was easy to get a night off to go into town and file the reports he needed to without anyone suspecting anything. It was almost too easy to do what he needed.

* * * *

Something about one of the new ranch hands bothered Stacie. He seemed to be watching her too much. She never got really close to any of the men. The only person who ever came in the house other than the brothers was the foreman, Dallas Jankins.

Now that she had been spending more time with her men individually, she was out of the house more and noticed this hand watching her . Maybe it was just her imagination, but she thought she knew him from somewhere.

Today she was going riding with Grant. He’d been teaching her to ride and she loved it. It gave her time alone with him, and he was showing her different parts of the ranch. She hadn’t realized how big it was. Today they had packed a picnic lunch and Grant had a couple more surprises for her.

Grant was taking her in a direction they hadn’t gone before. This part of the ranch was wooded and Stacie enjoyed the cooling shade of the trees. They didn’t have far to go through the woods before they came to a clearing with a small pond.

Grant tied the horses to a tree at the edge of the clearing and they walked closer to the pond. Spreading out the blanket he had packed, they sat to enjoy their lunch. Jake and Seth were going to eat their lunch with the hands today.

After finishing their lunch, Grant lay back on the blanket and pulled Stacie so that she was pillowing her head on his chest.

“What’s bothering you, baby?”

Stacie didn’t know how he knew something had been bothering her, but she was glad he asked and now she could tell him without figuring out how to bring it up on her own. “It’s probably nothing, but I’ve noticed one of the new hands. He seems to be watching me. Sometimes when I’m in the house, I look out the window and see him looking in, and I’ve noticed that when I’m out with one of you he always seems to be around. It’s probably just me.” She tried to laugh it off.

“Which hand, baby, and we’ll check it out? We want you to feel safe and comfortable.” They had hired several men over the past few weeks and Grant didn’t want to accuse the wrong person.

Stacie described the man and promised to point him out when they got back to the barn, if she saw him. From her description, Grant was pretty sure she was talking about Luke. He didn’t know the man well, but he was going to find out more about him.

“I think I know who you’re talking about, baby. I’ll have Jake talk to him and see what we can find out about him. Don’t worry,” he told her, pulling her up over his chest and brushing her lips with his.

Threading one hand in the back of her hair, he pressed her mouth more firmly to his and slipped his tongue between her slightly parted lips, claiming her as his. Rolling them over, he brought himself up on his knees over her with one leg on either side of her hips.

He pulled her shirt free of her jeans and growled when he found her wearing a bra. They had repeatedly told her she was not to wear underwear of any kind unless they had specifically given it to her. Time for him and his brothers to make a raid and remove all the underwear from her room. It was also the perfect excuse to introduce her to the playroom in the barn later tonight. They had been looking for an excuse to take her in there.

When Stacie felt Grant tense, she knew she was in trouble. She had tried to obey their edict of no underwear, but when riding, she needed the extra support. She wasn’t a large-breasted woman, but had read in one of her magazines that the bouncing would cause sagging and she was proud of her pertness. Should she explain or wait for him to say something? He didn’t stop kissing her, just unfastened the front clasp of the bra, so she relaxed to enjoy what he was doing.

Grant lifted her hands over her head and pulled her blouse up, leaving it up over her arms, holding them in place. Lifting the cups of her bra away, he started feasting on the flesh he had bared, licking, sucking, and nibbling, driving her mad with want and need.

He worked his way down to her jeans and used his teeth to unfasten her snap and zipper, causing a shudder to run through her body. Stacie arched her body and Grant pulled her jeans down to her ankles, leaving her in her tiny thong. Another no-no.

“I was going to let the bra go, but bra and thong… Explain yourself,” he commanded in a tone of voice that indicated she had better come up with something good.

“Well…I…um…I wore the bra cause if I don’t my…um…bounce and I don’t want to be saggy, cause you won’t like it if I’m saggy. And the thong, well, it’s a matching set and they go together and I can’t wear one without the other,” she finished in a rush.

“Why didn’t you ask, and are you telling me that every time we have gone riding, you’ve worn a bra and panties?”

“I didn’t ask ‘cause I was embarrassed and…well…yes, but that’s the only times.”

“You know I will have to tell Jake and Seth about this and then you will be punished.”

“Yeah, I figured as much,” Stacie answered dejectedly. The one downfall in having three men was she never got away with anything. There was always someone there watching her.

Grant and Stacie stayed by the pond for a couple more hours before they packed up and headed back to the ranch house. Grant had her bra and thong in his pocket for the ride back, of course.

When they got to the ranch, they went to the barn to put the horses away. That same hand was there again. Grant looked at her with a question in his eyes and she nodded her head slightly. Turning the horses over to the man to rub down and put away for the night, Grant wrapped his arm protectively around Stacie and walked her to the house. He wanted everyone to understand she was hands-off, especially the new hand, Luke.

Settling Stacie in the house, he sat on the porch to call Jake. He wanted Jake to talk to Dallas and get the employment records for the new hand and see what they could find out. Stacie was right, the man looked familiar somehow.

* * * *

Stacie was nervous. Not about the promised punishment. They were usually not really that bad and involved lots of orgasms and sex. She’d take a punishment any day and was even happy to be getting one. It was nagging at her where she had seen the ranch hand before and why he seemed so familiar to her. Hopefully, her men would be able to figure it out.

Chapter Eight

Jake got off the phone with Grant and went straight to the foreman’s office. Pulling the file on Luke Wilson, he sat to read it. There wasn’t much information there, but there were a few references. No one he knew personally though, which was odd. Even though South Dakota was a large area, ranches were few and usually passed down among families. He knew most of the ranchers around and none of their names were listed on the application.

Grabbing the phone, he got very few answers, mostly answering machines. Calling Dallas, he asked what the man knew. Dallas showed him the interview sheets he had filled out and told him what he knew. Something still wasn’t adding up, even though all the references had been good and Luke had proven himself to be a hard, dependable worker.

Deciding he needed to do some further checking, he called around to several of the other ranches, leaving messages where he couldn’t talk to people. No one he talked to knew anything about Luke. Finally, he called his friend, Ron Ayers, who worked in the Rapid City police department. He would be able to find something.

When Ron got the call from Jake, he immediately texted Luke to alert him of the man’s suspicions. If Luke wasn’t careful, things were going to fall apart fast. After Luke got the text from Ron, he decided he needed to take a break and get his head together. This assignment was difficult in more than one way. He was glad it was going to be his last.

After Jake talked to Ron, he knew something was up and he was going to find out what.

* * * *

After dinner, the brothers took Stacie up to her bedroom. Grant pulled out one of the outfits they had bought for her to play in. “Here, put this on, baby. We have something in the barn we want to show you.”

“You want me to wear this in the barn?” Stacie didn’t mind wearing the outfit for the brothers, but why would she wear it in the barn? It was cold out and the clothing she was given was a bra and boyshorts. She’d freeze if they were going riding. “I can’t ride in this.”

“Babe, you can ride in that. You let us handle it, okay?” Jake was chuckling, the image of her riding him in the outfit in his head.

Stacie nodded and went into the master bath to change. She could have changed in front of them, but they liked it when she “made an appearance” and came out of the bathroom posing for them. It turned her on, too.

Changing didn’t take long and she was out shortly. Grant and Jake had gone ahead to get the playroom ready and turn the heater on, leaving Seth to escort her.

“Here, honey, we’re just going to the barn, but you’re right, it is cold and I don’t want you to freeze before we get there.” He handed her a knee-length jacket, which she was grateful for.

Stacie was curious as to what the brothers had planned, but she was sure it would be fun.

When they got to the barn, Seth took her to what she thought was the tack room. She had never been in it and wondered what was up.

Boy, was she surprised to see what was in the room. “Wow, how long has this been here?”

“We put it in several years ago, but have never had anyone in here. We saved it for the woman we want to spend our lives with. You will be the first and only woman to ever be in here, honey,” Seth told her.

“Oh,” was all Stacie could say. His words had more implications than just the fact that she was the only woman they had brought to the room. It told her they were serious and wanted more from her.

“We’ve spent the last few years making this room perfect and getting everything we wanted in here. We’ve visited several different clubs around the country and tried various pieces of equipment, until we knew exactly what we wanted. Some of these have been custom-made. For example, we had this spanking bench modified to fit our needs. It is motorized and can be moved up and down and tilts from side to side. You will be trying it tonight. I think you remember we talked about a punishment this afternoon,” Grant explained to her with a wicked twinkle in his eyes.

Biting her lower lip, Stacie nodded.

“Tell Jake and Seth why you’re in trouble, babe.” Grant grinned.

“Well…um…I…I wore a bra and thong on our ride today without permission, but if I don’t wear the bra while we’re riding, I bounce, and I don’t want my boobs to be saggy.” She looked up at Seth and placed one hand on his chest, “You don’t want my boobs to sag, do you?” she asked, pouting a little for effect.

“Oh, baby, you’ve done it now,” Grant said with a growl. One person you didn’t play with was Seth. She would have been better off trying that with him. He was more likely to give in than Seth was.

Seth placed his hand over hers on his chest, and quickly pulled her to fall against him. “I’ll love your boobs, saggy or not. You don’t wear any type of underwear without permission,” he snarled in her ear and swatted her bottom.

“Oh!” Stacie gave a little scream and jumped. “That hurt.”

“It was supposed to, and I’m not done.” Seth bit her earlobe, pulling it between his teeth. “Over the spanking bench with you. You’ve earned this. From what Grant told me, today wasn’t the first time you disobeyed, and I won’t be having that,” Seth told her, turning her and leading her to the bench.

Raising it up and helping her drape herself over it, Jake and Grant quickly fastened soft, fur-lined leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles and attached them to the legs of the bench. Seth raised it higher so that she couldn’t reach the floor, but her bottom was the perfect height for spanking and taking. They were going to introduce her to anal sex tonight after her punishment.

“Are you okay, baby? You don’t feel like you’re gonna fall or anything?” Grant asked, checking the restraints again.

“No, I’m okay, I guess.” Stacie felt secure, but a little discombobulated. It was unnerving hanging in the air and not being able to reach anything.

Next thing she knew, she heard a ripping sound. Seth was ripping off her shorts. “You won’t be needing these,” he told her, throwing the ruined garment where she could see. He then palmed both cheeks of her bottom, squeezing the globes repeatedly.

Stacie heard a motor start, and her legs began to spread wider and wider until she was sure they couldn’t spread much farther.

Seth pushed himself between her wide-spread legs and she could feel his erection through his pants up against her bottom.

“Ohhh,” she moaned and tried to push herself back against him.

“Not yet, honey. First, your punishment.” He smacked her bottom again. Stepping back, he started with light smacks and built up to harsher ones, until her bottom was a nice shade of pink and she was moaning continually.

“That was just the warm-up, honey. Now for the punishment,” Seth told her, stepping back and walking up to a chest in the room. Stacie couldn’t see what he was doing, but had the feeling she wasn’t going to like it.

He came back and showed her a paddle that looked like a wooden cutting board with a handle. “You’ll get five from each of us this time. Next time you get caught wearing a bra or underwear without permission, you’ll get ten. Since Grant was the one who caught you, he’ll start.”

Grant rubbed his hand over her cheeks, squeezing like Seth had, bringing the blood to the surface. The first swat landed on both cheeks and Stacie gave a little scream. He continued with two swats on each cheek before handing the paddle to Jake and coming around to kneel in front of her.

“Hey babe, how are you doing?” Grant asked her, moving the hair out of her face.

“I’m g–g–green, Sir.” Stacie hiccupped, sniffling.

“You sure you don’t want to stop this, baby?” Grant was concerned. She was really crying.

“No, I need this,” she answered, and for some reason, she did. It was about more than the punishment. There was more to it than that. It was more about pleasing her masters. When she disobeyed, she let them down, and showing them she could take the punishment was one way to make it up to them. She would do this.

Grant decided she needed something else to concentrate on and stood, undoing his zipper. “Open up, babe. Little Grant needs you,” he told her, brushing her lips with his penis. When she opened, he slowly pushed himself inside her warm, waiting mouth and she eagerly welcomed the distraction from the paddle hitting her bottom.

Jake quickly took his five swats, and then he handed the paddle to Seth. Crawling under the bench, he reached up and grasped each of her nipples, pulling and pinching them before talking one into his mouth and gently sucking.

Seth also gave her his five swats quickly. He wanted to get on with the rest of the program. Putting the paddle away, he got the lube and came back to her. Motioning Grant to move away so he could crouch down and talk to her, he looked at her and said, “Honey, we want to try something a little different tonight. You know we’ve been playing and that one day we want to take your bottom. Do you think you’re ready for that?”

Stacie swallowed. They had used their fingers and a few toys and it had been uncomfortable at first, but once she had gotten used to it, she liked what they had tried. How would it feel with one of their cocks? All of them had bigger cocks than any of the toys they had used.

“Honey, we’ll go slow and I’m going to play and make sure you’re ready. If it gets to be something you don’t think you can take any more of, all you need to do is tell me and I will stop,” Seth told her patiently.

Grant scooted down so that he could take her clit in his mouth and Seth started slowly inserting first one finger, then two inside her to stretch her.

Between what Seth and Grant were doing, Stacie was getting hotter and hotter. Jake squatted down in front of her and took her mouth in a claiming kiss, before reaching for her breasts. All three of her men were playing her body and she was most decidedly getting tuned up.

After stretching her asshole for a few minutes, Seth stood and started slowly pushing his way in her anus. Jake watched her face and, when he saw her start to grimace, signaled Seth, who stopped pushing and held himself in place until Jake signaled she had relaxed.

This was the nice thing about the three brothers taking a woman together. They all worked to please the woman and knew each other’s needs and weaknesses. Seth couldn’t watch Stacie from his angle, but Jake could, and they made this work for Stacie’s benefit. This was going to be an experience she never forgot and they were going to make it good for her.

Slowly pushing in until he could go no further, Seth held himself in place until Grant got into position. They were all three going to take her together for the first time.

Grant slowly started to push in her pussy. “Oh Lord, she’s so tight. Jake, you have to try this.”

“Oh, I will, little brother. You and Seth are not going to have all the fun. Next time, it’s you and me.” He started pushing his way into her mouth.

Stacie had never felt so full. Even though they had all taken her with plugs, this was a completely different feeling. The way all of her men were possessing her body was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to her. She had never felt this loved or cherished before. If her mouth hadn’t been occupied by Jake’s cock, she would have gladly told them all how much she loved them and how she never wanted to leave them ever, and it was true, not just in this moment, but forever. She never wanted to be with anyone else or go anywhere. This was her home and no one and nothing could ever make her leave it.

Grant and Seth started moving, and when Grant pushed in her pussy, Seth pulled out of her ass. It was amazing, something Stacie was sure she would never get used to. Jake also got caught up in the rhythm and soon they commanded her to come.

Stacie’s world exploded in a rain of fire when the men commanded her to come. She was sure her limbs had separated from her body. Nothing had ever been like what she had with her men and it just kept getting better. She didn’t know how much more she could take before she went out of her mind with the pleasure.

When Seth gave the command to come, all three men gave themselves to her. Stacie had never felt anything as amazing as the four of them being together like this.

Jake fell to his knees in front of her and hugged her close. Seth lay across her back, holding her around the waist, and Grant lay under her, smiling up at her. After a few minutes, they all rose and started unfastening her, lifting her and carrying her to a corner of the room where they had a couch. Laying her across all of their laps, they all touched and soothed her, then they laid a blanket over her and just held her for several minutes until they had all recovered.

“That was wonderful, baby. Was it good for you?” Grant wanted to know she had enjoyed the experience as much as they had.

“It was amazing. I loved it. I hope we can do it again,” Stacie answered in a breathy voice. She was still floating.

“Oh, honey, we will frequently. We all want to be with you and never want to let you go.” Seth lifted her up to kiss her.

Those were words Stacie had been waiting to hear. Relaxing, she let the men lift her and wrap the coat around her before carrying her back to the house.

Chapter Nine

Luke stood outside the barn in the shadows where he wouldn’t be noticed. He had seen the locked room in the barn, and although the hands weren’t allowed in, he had a pretty good idea of what was in there. He had never been to the club in Rapid City, but Ron had been and knew the brothers went there to play occasionally. When he retired, he was going to join the club and share a house with Ron. They had been planning it for years.

Standing in the shadows, he watched Seth Ransom carry the girl back to the house, with his brothers trailing behind him. Ramona must never find this out about her daughter or the brothers. She would use it not only against her daughter, but would also turn it on the brothers and try to get money out of them if she ever knew.

Luke was supposed to be off, and if anyone saw him lurking around, it wouldn’t look good. Sneaking on and off the ranch was too easy. When he got to where he had parked his car, he headed for Ron’s. He needed to find out exactly what Jake had been asking and find out how much they knew. Ron would be a good sounding board to talk out his thoughts with.

* * * *

Stacie woke the next morning after an incredible night. When they got to the house, all three brothers had crawled in the big tub in the master bath with her. It was very late before any of them got any sleep, and the men woke later than usual, leaving Stacie to sleep and be alone in the house for the first time.

When Stacie woke, the house was quiet. Even though she enjoyed the company of the men, it was nice to have some time to herself. When she got downstairs, it was close to noon. There was a note on the stove from the brothers telling her they would have lunch with the hands and not to worry about them. One of them would be in as soon as things were caught up, and to call their cell phones if she needed them. They had all three signed it “Love” and their names.

Stacie held the note to her breast. The first time they had indicated they loved her.

Taking the note, she read it twice more before running upstairs to put it in her memory box, where she saved everything. Turning it over, she quickly dated it, but doubted she would ever forget this date. She couldn’t wait to tell them she loved them, too.

* * * *

Ramona was sick and tired of waiting for Luke to make his move. It had been two weeks, long enough for him to have an opportunity to get the bitch. He wasn’t answering her calls and she needed something done.

Her phone had been blocked from calling Stacie, the Ransom brothers or any of the phones on the ranch, so she had gone and bought a disposable phone. There was more than one way to get what she needed done. She’d had the phone for a couple days before she finally got Stacie to answer her cell phone.

“Hi, Stacie, it’s your mom. Don’t hang up,” Ramona said quickly when Stacie answered the phone finally.

“What do you want, Mom? There’s no money left,” Stacie answered with a sigh. Why couldn’t her mother be a real mother and be contacting her for something else?

“Half of that house and those insurance policies were rightfully mine. You know that. Why are you trying to keep what belongs to me?”

“Mom, there’s nothing left. The hospital bills took everything. Dad was very ill before he passed away.” Stacie tried to reason with her.

“I really don’t care about any of that. Just get the money to me or I’ll find another way to get it. Those men you live with would pay a lot to keep you from being hurt!” Ramona screamed, hanging up the phone.

Stacie sat down on the couch and just stared at the phone in her hands. What to do now?

That’s how Jake found her when he walked into the house. “Babe, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I…just…the phone,” was all Stacie managed to say, still staring at the phone. Jake pried the phone out of her hands and looked at the last call received, unknown. Hitting the redial, the number had been disconnected.

“Babe, did you get this call today?” he asked her softly, not wanting to upset her any more than she already was.

“My mother…money. She threatened me,” she answered.

The picture was starting to come together for Jake now. “Stacie, was it your mother that called again?”

Stacie just nodded. What was she going to do? She didn’t have the money to give Ramona and was scared after she had been threatened by her.

“Don’t worry, baby. We’ll take care of everything, and the first thing we’re doing is changing all the phone numbers around here. If she should happen to call again, you need to hang up immediately. Once we change all the numbers, she shouldn’t be able to call again, but just in case she should get a hold of the numbers, don’t answer. I know this will be hard, but until we get this settled, I don’t want you calling any of your friends or giving them the numbers to any of the cells or the ranch. I’ll try to get this taken care of as soon as possible, but will you do this for me?”

Jake pulled her into his lap and held her. She was still acting shellshocked and he was worried for her. Once he had her settled, he planned on calling their lawyer to see where he was with getting the matter settled, right after he called his brothers in to help with Stacie.

Grant and Seth came as fast as they could after Jake explained what happened. There was no way Stacie was going to be alone, if they all three had to stay with her.

While his brothers were with Stacie, Jake went to his office and made some calls. His first call was to the sheriff to let him know that Ramona had threatened Stacie and put him on alert.

His second call was to their attorney. “Find out how much it will take to pay her off. We want her gone and gone for good, but make sure she understands that this is a one-time deal. She’s not going to be calling here every few years wanting money like she did with Stacie’s dad. We pay her off and she’s gone, or no deal.” Jake was firm on that point. He wanted the woman gone for good and wasn’t playing games.

Mike understood what needed to happen and decided to do some digging on Ramona. From what he had been told, she didn’t have a claim to the house or insurance policies. She just sounded like a bully to him.

Chapter Ten

Luke was sitting with Ron at their favorite bar in Rapid City.

“So that’s the story, man. I think I need to come clean with the brothers.” Luke had just finished explaining what was happening with the case he was working on and what was going through his head. He knew he couldn’t keep Ramona quiet much longer and that she wouldn’t wait forever for him to make a move. He was afraid she would find someone else to do what he wouldn’t.

“I know Jake Ransom. They are pretty good, reasonable guys. I think it would be safer for everyone involved to bring them in on this. You’re right, the bitch won’t wait much longer to make her move and if you won’t do it, she will find someone else. We need to move the girl into protective custody until this is settled,” Ron told Luke, taking a sip of his beer.

“Those brothers aren’t going to let her out of their sight, Ron. We need to come up with another plan. They won’t leave the ranch or the girl.” Even though Luke had only been working at the ranch for a few weeks, he could see how devoted the brothers were to it and to Stacie.

“You’re right, I don’t know what I was thinking, must be the beer talking,” Ron said with a laugh.

Ron and Luke discussed how he would go about telling the brothers, deciding it would be best to have Ron there when he did. It would give credibility to his story.

The next day, Luke took Seth aside and asked for an appointment to talk to not only him and his brothers, but also Stacie, saying he had information about Stacie’s mom. Seth immediately found a time for all of them to meet in the house to talk, knowing Stacie would be more comfortable there. They could use Jake’s office. It would be big enough for all of them.

The next day, Ron Ayers came to the ranch and they all went into Jake’s office. Stacie sat staring at Luke, wondering where she knew him from.

“Let me start by introducing everybody.” Ron started the conversation. After the introductions, he noticed Stacie staring at Luke. Luke and the brothers must have noticed it, too, because everybody was quiet for a minute.

“Stacie, why do you keep staring at Luke?” Grant finally asked.

“He was in the casino.” Stacie finally figured it out and scooted closer to Jake, who was sitting beside her. She suddenly didn’t feel so safe anymore.

“Is this true?” Seth was starting to see red. He started to stand, when Ron put a hand on his arm.

“Let him explain,” Ron said quickly.

Luke quickly explained who he was and that he was undercover for the FBI investigating Ramona. He had been in the casino that night to watch and make sure nothing happened to Stacie. He had been watching her and the brothers since Ramona made her first call to Stacie.

The brothers all started talking fast, explaining why they couldn’t leave the ranch and that Stacie was going nowhere and who did he think he was, when Ron stood up and let out a loud whistle.

“Okay, we got it. Nobody’s leaving. Luke will stay and work like he has been, and everything will look normal from the outside. If Stacie needs more protection, we will have some of my officers work as ranch hands until this is over. The FBI is closing in on Ramona and the people she works with. It won’t be long before she is in custody. We just have to keep Stacie and all of you safe until then. Stacie, you are not to leave this ranch or go outside the house without an escort. There is no way on a place this big that we can watch all the borders. It’s too easy for someone to sneak on here. I think you are safe with the brothers and Luke for now. What do you guys think?” Ron asked the brothers.

Everyone agreed that, as long as Stacie was never left alone, she would be safe, and since Seth had been teaching her to hunt and shoot, she was to have a gun close at all times. They also decided that, for now, her rides around the ranch would have to stop as they didn’t want her leaving the house. They were going to make her as safe as possible.

* * * *

It had been a week and Stacie was going stir-crazy. She was never alone in the house. One or more of the brothers were with her all the time and it was starting to get on her nerves. It wasn’t so bad when Jake stayed with her. He would go in the office and she was kind of on her own, but knew he was just a scream away. But when Seth or Grant stayed in, they followed her around constantly, getting in her way or asking questions. She was lucky she got any work done when one of those two was in the house.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. “Look, you two,” she told Seth and Grant, “when you’re in here, you have to let me work. This place is a mess and you two following me around isn’t helping.”

“What about Jake, doesn’t he bother you?” Grant asked.

“Jake stays in his office and lets me do what I need to. You two follow me around like lost puppies.” She let them have it, hands on her hips.

At that, Jake wandered in.

“We do not.” Seth wasn’t going to put up with this.

“What did you do when I was trying to do laundry yesterday? You followed me up the stairs to gather it, then insisted on carrying it down, then dumped it all on the laundry room floor, where I had to pick it up again. Then you decided to distract me and we ended up playing all afternoon, and the laundry is still on the floor.”

She wasn’t really mad, but she needed to get some things done. Playing with Seth all afternoon had been fun and she enjoyed the time alone with him, but it didn’t get stuff done.

“And you,” she said, turning to Grant. “You were in here the day before and I started to make cookies, remember?”

Grant had the nerve to look sheepish. “Yeah, you bent over to get the cookie sheet out.” Grant was grinning like a fool.

Stacie stood there, glaring. “So tell Jake where the cookies are,” she told him.

Grant looked at Jake and said, “Well, when she bent over, you know how she looks. I couldn’t help myself, and I guess she never got around to making them.” All the men burst into laughter.

“You all think it’s funny, but none of you got yelled at when the cookie monster couldn’t find his cookies this morning.”

Jake was a bit of a cookie monster and Stacie made really good cookies. She always kept some in the jar for him, and when it was empty this morning, he did kind of yell.

‘I’m sorry, babe, but you always have cookies for me.” Jake did apologize.

“And I would have today, if not for your brothers. You two need to go work off some energy in a different way and let me get some laundry done and make Jake his cookies. If you have to stay with me, find something besides me to do,” she yelled then stomped off.

The three brothers decided it was time to take Stacie to the playroom again. They all needed to work off some nervous energy, and the playroom was the perfect place to do it. They couldn’t wait.

That night after dinner, Jake took Stacie up to her room and gave her an outfit to put on, while Grant and Seth set up the playroom. They were going to have fun tonight.

Even though Stacie was nervous about going to the playroom again with everything that was going on, she was excited, too. The men had been sleeping with her and making love to her every night, but she hadn’t played with all of them at the same time for several days, and was looking forward to being with them again.

Things had been quiet since their meeting with Ron and Luke. They had hired several more hands and the ranch was swarming with people. Stacie was still worried. If Luke managed to sneak in and be hired, didn’t that mean that someone else could, too? What if her mother sent someone else to kidnap her?

When she expressed her concerns to her men, they responded by hiring more people. Everybody was now watching everybody and no one but the brothers, the foreman, and Luke were allowed in the house. Some days, Stacie thought everyone was going crazy, including her.

After she was ready, Jake helped her into her jacket and walked her to the barn. Although she had asked several times, Jake wouldn’t tell her what they had planned and she was filled with anticipation.

When they got to the playroom, it was filled with candles. Seth and Grant had changed into leather pants and all three men were wearing leather vests and no shirts. Stacie was almost drooling looking at the three of them standing side by side, legs spread and arms folded over their chests. Seth was in the middle with Jake to his left and Grant to his right.

“Strip,” Seth commanded her, his voice lower than usual.

Stacie felt a thrill run down her spine. This was it. There was music playing softly and Stacie decided to do a little tease for her men. She was going to have some fun, too.

Slowly removing her coat, she let it slide down her arms and pool at her feet. Then she kicked off her shoes, making sure they flew high enough that they hit one of the men in the chest.

Giggling, she slowly unbuttoned the tight shirt Jake had given her to wear and left it on, but gaping open, while she unfastened the button and zipper to the short, hip-hugging skirt he had given her. Shimmying her hips, she let the skirt fall, then turned around, bending at the waist to pick it up. Twirling back around, she threw it at Seth, who caught it and handed it to Grant.

Walking up to where the men stood, she trailed a fingertip down each of their chests, dancing away before any of them could touch her. Twirling and dancing to the music, her blouse fluttered and swayed with her, giving the men a tantalizing glimpse of her breasts with her movement.

Seth watched with amusement for a few minutes, letting her play. The next time she flitted close to him, he hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her to him. “Enough teasing, Now it’s our turn,” he whispered into her ear, pulling the shirt off her.

He handed her to Grant, who wrapped her in his arms and bit the place where her shoulder joined her neck. Then he walked her over to the St. Andrew’s Cross standing in the back of the room. Backing her up to it, he lifted one hand, then the other over her head for Jake to fasten. Using one booted foot, he spread her legs wide and Jake quickly attached them to the cross also.

While Jake was fastening her to the cross, Grant was running his hands over her body, telling her how beautiful she was and how much she meant to them. “You’re so special, baby. We’ve waited our whole lives for you,” he whispered against her skin, licking and nipping his way down to her breasts, taking each nipple between his teeth and pulling.

Seth walked up to her, and he had a hank of rope over his arm. “I like to practice rope art. Will you let me wrap you in my ropes of love?” he asked as he stepped in front of her, where Grant had been, gently kissing her lips.

What girl could resist something like that? Stacie nodded yes in reply and closed her eyes.

“Open your eyes, baby. I want you to see me,” Seth told her as he started wrapping the rope around her body. He wrapped it over the top of her breasts and tied a knot in the back, then passed the rope under her breasts, knotting it again. He worked back and forth until he had her wrapped the way he wanted. “Next time I will suspend you. It will feel like you are flying,” Seth told her, running his hands over her body.

He wanted to work up to the suspension slowly. He could tell she was excited by the idea, but a little scared. “Is it too tight, honey?” Seth asked, running a finger under several of the ropes, making sure they weren’t biting into her skin.

“No, they feel good,” Stacie answered breathily. It was true, the rope was soft and if felt like it was caressing her skin. She had been a little scared when Seth started wrapping the ropes around her, but when he was finished, it felt amazing. It was as if a thousand little fingers were caressing her torso and back. He had wrapped the rope around her breasts several times and it was like a tight bra. She could feel her breasts swelling, but it wasn’t painful. The looks she was getting from all three men made any discomfort she felt worth it.

“We won’t leave them on long, honey, since this is your first time. I want you to get used to the feel of my ropes. We will play with them often,” Seth told her, leaning down to kiss her. While his lips were taking her mouth, he started pinching and pulling her nipples, making her breasts swell even more.

Before he took her out of the ropes, Seth wanted to use a soft flogger on her swollen breasts. He hoped the intensity of the feelings would send her into sub-space. He and Jake were going to take her together again tonight and he wanted her floating before they took her ass again. Although they had all been playing with her, they hadn’t taken her together again since that first night.

“Babe, I’m going to put a larger plug in you tonight. You need to relax. If it gets to be too much, use your safe word. Seth and I are going to take you together tonight again and we need to stretch you more,” Jake told her, kneeling down between her legs and applying lube to his fingers to start to stretch her for the plug.

When Jake had the plug seated, he and Grant pulled the small loveseat over closer to the cross and sat to watch Seth with the flogger.

He slowly started warming her up by touching her. He ran his hands all over her body, pinching her nipples and again checking the ropes. He knew her skin would swell slightly, and while he did want to see a few rope marks on her, he didn’t want any abrasions or anything that would last more than an hour or so. He was being very careful with her.

Stepping back, he pulled the flogger out of his back pocket and started slowly twirling it while walking toward her. The first few passes barely touched her, creating more of a breeze than anything else. Slowly, he advanced and more of the strips touched her skin, stroking the skin exposed by the ropes.

Stacie enjoyed the feeling of the flogger against her skin. It was starting to create a warm feeling and she felt like she did when all of her men were loving her at the same time. It wasn’t at all painful like she thought it would be.

She let her mind drift and it wasn’t long before she felt like she was floating above the room. She could see and hear what was going on, but it was like it was happening to someone else. She was totally detached. Nothing and no one mattered. All her cares and worries had floated away.

Not aware of what was going on, she found herself lying on the bed in the master suite with all of her men surrounding her.

“Hey, beautiful, welcome back,” Grant told her softly, brushing her lips with his.

“What happened?” Stacie asked, a little confused, not sure how she had gotten from the barn to the house.

“Honey, you went into subspace. It’s a little like blacking out, but not quite the same. Can you tell us how you feel?” Seth asked, stroking his hands up and down her body.

“I feel good, really good, like I had the best sleep in the world, but better. Everything is tingly and super sensitive. What you're doing with your hands feels wonderful,” she answered with a sigh.

“That’s good, baby. We removed the ropes and carried you in here. Now we’re all going to love you. I’m going start lubing your bottom and take you there. Are you ready?” Seth really hoped she didn’t answer no. They really wanted to love her all together again, and this was the only way for all of them to be with her at the same time.

Seth and Grant helped her straddle Jake, impaling her on his throbbing erection. “God, you feel so good, babe,” he told her as he used his hands on her hips to guide her down. Helping her get adjusted, he pulled her down to lay on him, leaving her bottom exposed for Seth.

Seth removed the plug, pushing it in and out a few times before finally pulling it all the way out. Adding more lube to her and himself, he slowly starting working his way inside her.

She was so tight with Jake inside her, too. The brothers had shared women a few times before, usually at the club in Rapid City, but none of them had meant anything to them like Stacie did. Once Stacie had started working at the ranch full time, the trips to Rapid City had come less and less frequently. They didn’t really want anyone else after they had gotten to know Stacie.

Chapter Eleven

The next morning, Stacie woke up with all three men still in bed with her, something that never happened. She loved it, but wondered what was going on. She knew the ranch was a busy place and the men didn’t often take time off.

As much as she loved the idea of laying there, her body was demanding something different. How to get up without waking any of them was the question. Slowly moving legs and arms, some belonging to her, some to the men, she managed to untangle herself and crawl over Jake without waking any of them.

She did what she needed and grabbed some clothes. Slipping quietly out of the room, she dressed in the hall and ran down the stairs to make breakfast. It was a rare opportunity to have a few minutes alone and surprise them. She wanted to make something special that they didn’t have often.

Checking to make sure she had everything, she started her breakfast casserole, hoping she had time to make it before the men woke up. It was really good and the men loved it, but it took a little time to make. She added sausage, cheese, eggs, and hash browns with some diced onions and peppers, so it was very flavorful.

Dancing around the kitchen, she did what she needed and quickly had the casserole in the oven. Knowing she had a while for it to cook, she set the timer on her cell phone and stuck it in her pocket. Then, grabbing her e-reader, a cup of coffee, and a sweater, she went out to sit on the porch in the sun and read for a few minutes. It wasn’t long before she was absorbed in her latest erotic BDSM novel and totally unaware of her surroundings.

Immersed in the interaction between her latest book boyfriend and his woman, she didn’t notice what was going on until she heard the voice. “Good morning, Stacie. It’s been a long time.”

Knocking over her cup of coffee, she looked up. There she stood in the flesh, her mother. “What are you doing here?” she asked very loudly, hoping her voice would carry to someone, her men or one of the hands, and help would come. She knew she couldn’t fight Ramona on her own. Even though the woman was a little shorter than Stacie at five feet five inches, she was built like a body builder and you could see the muscles in her arms and legs. Stacie was fit, but didn’t have a chance. The woman had to have twenty-five pounds on her to boot.

“I came to see my daughter. Can’t a mother want to see her only child? Keep your voice down. The whole ranch doesn’t need to know I’m here. As a matter of fact, we should go somewhere quiet and talk so we don’t disturb anyone.”

“I have a casserole in the oven. I can’t leave.” Talk about lame excuses. That had to be on the top of the list.

Ramona laughed and pulled a gun out of her pocket. “I could give a shit less about your casserole. Get your ass out of that chair. We’re going for a walk,” she told Stacie, pointing the gun at her.

Stacie sat for a minute, trying to figure out what to do next. Would her mother really shoot her?

“I said get your ass up!” Ramona had had to walk in from the border of the ranch. She was hot and tired and not in any mood to put up with any shit. She waved the gun in her daughter’s face, hoping she wouldn’t have to shoot the bitch. That was no way to get the mother of the year award. She laughed to herself. Ramona would never be candidate for that particular award.

“Let’s go, I said get up!” Ramona reached out and grabbed Stacie’s arm, pulling her out of the rocker and knocking it over in the process. Keeping a tight grip on the girl’s arm, Ramona started dragging her toward the road leading off the ranch. “I had to walk my ass up here and leave the car behind. Move it!” she said, still dragging Stacie.

Stacie stumbled along behind Ramona, trying to figure out what to do. She needed to get away and run, but on this part of the ranch there was nowhere to hide, and if she ran, she was afraid Ramona would shoot her. She hoped her mother wouldn’t do that, but the woman seemed deranged enough to do anything at this point.

Ramona was muttering and Stacie could barely make out most of it. “Lame-ass man should do what I asked him to. I should have known better. I have to do everything myself. If the little slut would have just given me what I was due, I would never have had to go this far.”

Ramona reached around to backhand Stacie, but she missed. “It’s all your fault. You just had to be selfish with all the money your dad left you. I know that house was worth some money and I know the bastard had life insurance policies. You should have just given me my due and I would have never had to do this.” Ramona trudged even faster down the road, not caring that Stacie almost fell.

Out of breath, but knowing she had to do something, Stacie asked, panting, “Why didn’t you want me?”

“You were an accident. I never wanted kids. I just wanted your dad’s money, and he wasn’t bad-looking. I was never what he wanted me to be. I was young and stupid and let myself get pregnant. You were the result. You were better off with him than you ever would have been with me. I’ve never stayed in one place for long and the life I’ve lived was nothing for a kid to be involved with,” Ramona said, continuing to drag her along.

“Where are you taking me?” Stacie asked, still trying to come up with an escape plan.

“Somewhere I can stash you until those men of yours give me the money I want. What kind of slut are you, anyway? Three men? I’ve done some kinky shit, but never three at once. I guess you are my daughter. Lord knows your dad is spinning in his grave at the thought of you with three men, but you did good, girl. I did some checking and your boys are loaded, and they will give me a pretty penny to keep your ass alive and unmarked. They sure will.” Ramona started laughing uncontrollably and had to stop and bend over, she was laughing so hard.

Stacie saw her chance and pulled free, then ran for her life. She had read somewhere that if you ran in a zigzag pattern it was harder for someone to hit a moving target, so she started running for the house, zigging and zagging all over, trying to avoid being shot. As she ran for the house, she saw one of the men step out onto the porch. She was too far to see who it was but screamed for help.

Running for your life in a zigzag pattern and screaming wasn’t as easy as they made it sound on television and in books, and before she realized it, Stacie had fallen flat on her face. Struggling to get up, not knowing how far away Ramona was and trying to see how much further she had to go to the house, Stacie lost her balance and fell again. Both knees were now scraped and bleeding and her ankle hurt like hell, but she had to get up and get to the house and safety. Once she made it back to her men, she would be safe.

Struggling to get up again, she felt arms come around her and haul her off the ground. “No, let me go!” she screamed, thinking it was Ramona.

“Shh, I’ve got you, relax. We have to get to cover,” the male voice said as they heard a gunshot and Ramona scream out.

She looked to see who had her. It was Luke. He was covering her with his body and moving them swiftly toward the house and her men. He was holding her so close her feet didn’t touch the ground, and they were moving fast.

Stacie heard another gunshot ring out and felt Luke stumble. He was hit, but kept moving. “You have to put me down. You’re hurt, you can’t keep this up. Let me go!” she screamed. They were closer to the house now. She could make it.

“Have to keep you safe,” Luke panted and kept moving. It was getting harder and harder for him to keep this up, but they were so close and it was the only cover around.

Seth was running toward them and Stacie was scared he would get shot, too. Behind Seth was Jake. Grant stood on the porch with a shotgun, aiming toward the road.

Stacie heard gunfire again, but she couldn’t tell whether it was Grant or Ramona. Several of the hands had come out of the bunkhouse and they were all armed, too. Ramona was outnumbered. She turned around and started running back toward where she had parked her car. She knew when it was time to get the hell out.

“Go after her,” Grant yelled to the men from the bunk house. Several started running after her, while several more went to the barn to get horses. Ramona didn’t have a chance.

Grant came running to join Jake and Seth. He picked Stacie up in his arms and carried her to the house, while Jake and Seth helped Luke.

Sitting with Stacie on his lap, Grant dialed 911 on his phone, getting both an ambulance and the sheriff heading the ranch. The next call he made was to Ron Ayers, telling him what was going on. He now knew that Ron was good friends with Luke and would want to be there for the man.

Jake and Seth got Luke settled on the couch. Jake took Stacie from Grant so Grant could go look at Luke’s wound. Grant wasn’t a people doctor, but had treated all the animals on the farm and could at least stop the bleeding and clean the wound. Seth ran to get Grant’s medical kit.

It wasn’t long before two of the men dragged a screaming and spitting Ramona into the house. Stacie cringed in Jake’s lap and he wrapped his arms around her protectively.

“What do you want us to do with this, boss?” one of the hands asked.

There were several things Jake wanted to do with Ramona, but he coldly told the men, “Tie her up and sit on the porch with her until the sheriff arrives. If she keeps making that noise, gag her.”

“You fucking asshole, I’ll show you a gag!” Ramona screamed as one of the men stuffed a handkerchief in her mouth. The men carried Ramona out to the porch and quickly had her hogtied and sitting in the rocker she had pulled Stacie out of. There were four of them watching her. She wasn’t going anywhere until the sheriff arrived.

Grant looked at the wound in Luke’s leg and it wasn’t as bad as he had first thought. Cleaning it of the blood and debris, he saw it was a small flesh wound. The bullet had missed the bone and major arteries. It looked like it had gone clean through. All Luke would need was a few stitches. Grant wanted to send him to the hospital for X-rays, though, to make sure there were no bullet fragments in the wound.

Luke grumbled and protested but gave in when the ambulance arrived. One of the paramedics was a woman, and very attractive. He wanted to see more of her.

Jake, Grant, and Seth all tried to convince Stacie to go to the hospital, too, but she adamantly refused.

“Look,” she told them, “they probably won’t do anything but clean my knees and send me home with a bandage. Grant can do that and it will be a lot cheaper.”

“We don’t care what it costs. If you need to go, you’re going.” Seth stood with his hands on his hips, ready to battle.

“It’s not about money, you big dummy. I don’t want to be away from all of you.” Stacie started crying. She was at her breaking point. She’d almost been kidnapped by her crazy mother, one man had been shot because of her, and now Seth was starting a fight. Not fair at all.

Jake held Stacie tighter and stared Seth down, something that didn’t happen often. “Seth, think this through. Do you really want her in some hospital where we can’t hold her and be with her, or do you want her here where Grant can take care of her and we can protect her?” If Jake had his way, he’d chain her to the furniture or one of them so she was never out of the house or their sight.

Seth crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at Stacie in Jake’s arms. Turning to Grant, he said, “You look at her wounds. If you think it’s something you can safely treat, I’ll reconsider and let her stay, but I don’t want to do anything more to endanger her.”

Seth was feeling guilty because none of them had been there when Ramona took Stacie. It was their job to protect her and they had failed. She had almost been shot, for God’s sake. It was something he would never forgive himself for.

After the paramedics had Luke loaded up and were headed to the hospital, Grant turned to Stacie. “Where do you hurt, baby?” he asked as he took her from Jake’s arms and started to carry her up the stairs, his brothers trailing behind. He could have looked at her on the couch, but didn’t want to put her there until they had a chance to clean it.

“My knees and the heels of my hands are pretty scraped from falling, and I twisted my ankle running,” Stacie answered with a soft voice, her head on his shoulder.

“Okay, baby, we’re going to put you in a warm tub of water and soak those knees before I clean them. Then I’ll look at wrapping your ankle. We may have to take you for an X-ray, and I will not have any protests, understood?” he told her firmly.

Stacie just nodded. She was starting to come down from her adreline rush and the tears were running down her face. Wrapping her hands tighter around Grant’s neck, she buried her face in his shoulder and started to cry.

Grant was up the stairs by this time and hurried quickly to the master bedroom. Sitting on the side of the bed, he held Stacie and let her cry it out. He couldn’t imagine how devastating it must be to have her own mother betray her like the woman had.

His mother had been wonderful and he still missed her like it was yesterday. He had been very close with both his parents and could remember his mother’s loving arms. His father hadn’t been much of a hugger, except with his mom, but had shown his affection in other ways.

He remembered how in love they were and both of them telling him and his brothers how much they loved them every day. Stacie had now lost both her parents. Not that her mother had ever been involved in her life, but he was sure she had always had a glimmer of hope that someday the woman would want to interact with her. That glimmer was now gone.

Seth and Jake knelt on the floor in front of them, gently touching and stroking Stacie, murmuring soothing words, trying to calm the sobbing woman.

“Let her cry it out. She needs this,” Grant said softly, rubbing Stacie’s back. “Jake, go start the bath. Make it warm, but not too hot, and put a handful of Epsom salts in it. I need to look at her ankle and the salts will help the swelling go down. Seth, you help me get her out of these clothes. Then we want to burn them. She doesn’t need any reminders of today, and get a couple boys to clean up the mess downstairs. She is not to see that.” Grant didn’t take charge often, being the youngest, but there was no stopping him when he got on a roll, and he was.

After he and Seth had Stacie undressed, Grant carried her into the master bath and set her gently in the tub, checking the water first to make sure it was the right temperature. Not that he didn’t trust Jake, he just wanted everything to be perfect. Setting her in the water and propping her head on a pillow, Grant turned to go and get what he needed for her ankle.

“Don’t leave,” Stacie said quietly.

Grant turned around and knelt by the tub, taking Stacie’s hand and kissing it. “We’re all here for you, honey. It’s going to be tough going for a little while, but we will all be here with you,” he told her.

Stacie had stopped crying and was in a state of shock. She couldn’t believe that her mother had pointed a gun and shot at her. The woman really didn’t care about her at all. Stacie had always secretly hoped that one day her mother would reappear and want to know about her life, and maybe one day they could have a relationship. Her dad had been wonderful, but she had missed her mother growing up. Watching her friends with their mothers, she had always envied those relationships and longed for her own mother to teach her the things other mothers taught their daughters, but now she knew it was never to be. It was as if the woman was dead to her.

“Baby, do you want to talk about it?” Grant asked, sitting on the side of the tub.

“I was just thinking, I really am all alone now. I have no one, no family. It’s just me.” Stacie sounded pitiful.

Jake and Seth walked into the room just as Stacie finished. They both walked to the tub and knelt down beside Grant, then reached out and took the hand Grant was still holding, so that they were all holding her hand now.

“Honey, you’ll never be alone again. We will always be here for you. We are a family now. All of us,” Seth told her. Looking at his brothers, he took a deep breath and then said, “Stacie, this isn’t how we planned it, but I can’t wait any longer. We want you to marry us. We want you to have our babies and grow old with us and have grandchildren with us. Our future is with you and we want you forever. Will you marry us and belong to us only, for the rest of your life? Be our family.”

Tears started running down Stacie’s face again, but they were happy tears this time. This was something she had always hoped for. She didn’t know how it would all work and was sure they would have some bumpy times, but couldn’t think of anything that would make her happier. “Yes, I’ll marry all of you. This is my forever. I could never leave you all and I want lots of children.”

“Good, babe, we do, too. A house full of them,” Jake told her, leaning down to kiss her.

As soon as Jake let her go, Seth, then Grant each kissed her passionately. Then Grant cleaned her knees and the heels of her hands, and carried her to the bed to look at her ankle. While he was helping her in the tub, Jake went to get Grant’s medical bag and Seth went to the safe to get their mother’s ring to give to Stacie. The ring had been in their family for generations and it was tradition for the oldest son to give it to his wife. Often, the men in the family shared a wife, though sometimes not, but it was always the oldest brother that passed the ring on. It would now be Stacie’s, until it was time to give it to their son.

Seth carried the ring into the bedroom where Grant and Jake had Stacie sitting on the side of the bed, dressed in a robe, while Grant wrapped her ankle with an elastic bandage. He had decided it wasn’t broken, but she would need to stay off of it for a few days until the swelling went down. Seth sat down beside Stacie and pulled the ring out of the box. Taking her hand, he slipped it on the third finger of her left hand. It fit perfectly.

“This was our mother’s, and our grandmother’s before her. It’s been passed down in the family for several generations and no one knows how old it is for sure. We would like you to wear it. We can get you something newer if you want that, but we would really like you to wear this one.”

“No, it’s perfect. I love it and it means more that it was passed down than it would if it was new. Thank you,” Stacie said reverently. It really touched her heart that they would trust her with something that had so much senimental value and obviously meant so much to them. The ring was simple a gold band with a single diamond set with a small stone on each side. Looking closer at the ring, it looked like there was scrollwork or writing embedded in the band.

Seth saw Stacie studying the band and answered her unspoken question. “It says ‘I love you.’ I’m not sure, but I think it’s Old English. I had to have it appraised when I got it insured and the jeweler made an impression of the writing and blew it up. I’ll show it to you one day.”

Seth, Jake, and Grant each admired the ring on her hand and each kissed the palm of her hand. Then they all helped settle her in the bed to rest. Jake was going to stay with her while she rested. Grant and Seth were going to talk to the sheriff and see how progress was going on cleaning up the mess from what had happened. Seth also wanted to call and check on Luke. Since they had found out who he was and what he was doing, the men had become close friends and Seth was worried about his injury.

Chapter Twelve

Luke Ryder wasn’t happy about going to the hospital until he got a good look at Avery Chance, the paramedic assisting him. The woman was beautiful, with long, dark-blonde hair and the bluest eyes he had ever seen. A man could get lost in those eyes. He wondered if she had anyone in her life. He probably didn’t have a shot, though. A woman like her wouldn’t have time for a man like him, but she was very attractive.

As they rode along, Luke had time to think. He and Ron had decided long ago that when they were both ready to settle down, they would look for a woman to share, and he wondered if Avery could be that woman. Before he could even consider that possibility, he needed to retire and move his things into Ron’s place, and the two of them needed to find a place to call home.

Ron was living in a rented house now, and it was fine for him and the occasional visits Luke made, but they both wanted some land and a huge house. They were both in their late thirties and had been talking about settling down. Luke just needed to figure out a way to get Avery and Ron together.

* * * *

Avery was very professional, but Luke was a handsome man and she was instantly attracted to him. It was too bad she wasn’t meeting him under other circumstances. She thought she saw a glimmer of something in his eyes, but it was probably her imagination. A man this gorgeous had to have someone at home.

Trying to be professional and work in the cramped space in the back of the ambulance was difficult, but somehow she managed it. Radioing to the small clinic in Deadwood—the town of Ransom was too small to have anything other than a general practitioner—she was given instructions that they were to continue on to the trauma center in Rapid City. Luke was to be treated there.

“Mr. Ryder, we’re taking you on to Rapid City. I’ve been instructed to start an IV and give you some fluids. What is your pain level? I can give you some morphine if you need it,” Avery told him.

Avery didn’t mind the fact that she was going to be spending the extra time in the ambulance with Luke. This wouldn’t be a hardship at all. Hopefully during the ride she could talk to him and find out a little more about him.

* * * *

It took a few days of all the men pampering her, but Stacie soon recovered from her physical injuries. Her emotional ones would take longer, much longer. The men planned on keeping her busy planning their wedding and were continuing to teach her to ride and shoot. They wanted her to be able to defend herself if there was ever another threat, which they hoped would never happen.

The wedding was small. Stacie had no family to invite and it was just a few friends. They were married at the ranch. The men put in a flower garden for Stacie with a gazebo. There were several arches included in the plan with benches for sitting and, in one corner, a table and chairs to have meals outside. The very first use was for Stacie and Seth’s wedding. Even though she was marring all three men, in the eyes of the law and on paper she was married to Seth. Stacie insisted that Jake and Grant also stand and make the same vows, not caring what their friends thought.

Luke and Ron were there with their new friend, Avery, and all of Stacie’s friends from school showed up. Several of the men’s friends from the club in Rapid City were there. Both the owners and members of the security team all showed, as they were close friends of the brothers. Stacie later found out that the brothers had helped with the club by investing some money in it. She also found out that the men had more money than she ever believed possible. Their grandfather had struck oil on the ranch and they were all set for life. They didn’t need to ranch for a living, but enjoyed it and hadn’t been raised to live a life of leisure. Their children would be raised the same way.

After the wedding, the men took Stacie on an extended honeymoon to the Caribbean, someplace she had always wanted to go, where they kept her either naked or in a bikini the entire month.

The month passed quickly and they were all ready to get back to the ranch and start their life together. Stacie was a little disappointed she hadn’t gotten pregnant on their honeymoon, but the men were all supportive of her, telling her to relax, it would come soon enough and to enjoy her time with all of them.

THE END

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Rose Nickol is a fifty-something-year-young mother of a daughter she adopted from China, and a shih-tzu puppy. She loves all animals. She played with writing in her younger years, but never did anything serious about it until she was forced to retire from her career in the medical field due to health issues.

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