“Hey, Ben. This is Sophie Pearlman. She’s the owner of the car. Sophie, this is Ben Rivers.”
Sophie shook the man’s hand and turned to watch as several men worked around her car.
“Where would you like it towed to?” Ben asked Sophie.
Before she could answer, Jake did for her. “Have them take it to Billy’s in Blackhawk Creek, and, Ben, tell him to put the repairs on our tab and give us a call when it’s ready.”
Sophie stood mouth open a minute before she heard the crowd cheering. She would deal with her car later. Now was not the time to get into a shouting match with Jake and his brother. It was nice of them to take care of her car, but she could take care of herself and didn’t need their help. She would be paying them back for everything.
Her car was pulled free of the mud and moved to the road, where it could be towed.
“Do you want to go look and see how bad it is?” Jake asked, guiding her to where the crowd had moved around her car.
He cleared a path, and the four of them walked up to the car. Jackie ran to grab the door and open it before anyone could stop her. A rush of muddy water and debris soaked the four of them and almost swept Jackie off her feet. Justin and Sophie ran to the shocked girl to make sure she wasn’t hurt.
“I guess I shouldn’t have done that, huh?” she asked, tears starting to form in her eyes.
Sophie squatted beside the little girl and pulled her into her arms, mud and all. “Honey, it’s okay. You didn’t know what would happen. I didn’t either, and I would have done the same thing,” she said, trying to console the child.
Justin took Jackie from Sophie and helped her up. “Come on. We’ll all go home and get cleaned up again.” Looking at Sophie, he added, “Do you need anything out of the car?”
“I had a suitcase in the trunk. The realtor told me I could stay at Aunt Edna’s place for a few days while we talked to buyers and took care of the paperwork.”
Jake looked at Justin, but neither man said anything. The last time they had been to the Marks’s place it was pretty bad. Unless it had been cleaned up, it wouldn’t be fit for beast or man to stay at, let alone a woman. He was sure they would have heard if anyone had been over there working.
“Do you have your keys?” Jake asked, walking around to the trunk of the car.
Sophie handed him the keys and took a step back. Even though she was covered with mud, she didn’t want to get any wetter. Justin pulled the case out of the trunk, and luckily everything was still dry.
“The water must not have gotten this high,” he said, securing her case on the back of his motorcycle. “Jump on, and we’ll head home and get cleaned up before we take you to your aunt’s for the night.”
“I don’t want to bother you. Just drop me off at the house, and I’ll clean up there,” Sophie said, grabbing the helmet from him and getting on the back of the bike.
Sophie had her helmet on before Justin could tell her that going to her aunt’s to stay wasn’t the best idea. Not sure what else to do, he went ahead and took her there. Maybe the place had been cleaned up since he was last there.
He signaled Jake to follow and headed down the road. Sophie noticed that they passed Jake and Justin’s place on the way to her aunt’s and was glad Justin hadn’t tried to talk her out of staying there. She wasn’t sure how she would feel staying at her aunt’s house, but from what the realtor had told her the place had been empty for a while since her aunt had been in a nursing home for the past few years.
Justin turned into a long driveway. Sophie had almost missed the fact that there was a road, well, path, really, there. It was so overgrown with weeds and trees. Justin and Jake slowed the bikes way down to navigate the trail to Sophie’s aunt’s house. When they finally stopped, it was several feet away from the house.
“We’ll have to walk the rest of the way,” Justin said, helping Sophie off the bike.
Jake and Jackie were behind them.
“Don’t want you running off, brat.” Jake swung Jackie up on his shoulders. “There might be snakes out there. Stick with us.”
Snakes, ugh. Sophie wondered if Justin would let her ride on his back if she reached for him. As if reading her mind, he reached for her hand and hunched over.
“Jump on. You’re not much bigger than Jackie,” he said, leaning farther over so she could crawl on his back. He lifted her as if she weighed nothing. “Hold on tight. Come on, Jake.”
He started running down the path.
“Race, race, race,” Jackie yelled and laughed.
“I don’t understand. The lady I talked to at the reality company said that it would be fine to stay here. How did they even get their cars up here?”
“I don’t know, honey, but obviously, nobody’s been out here doing anything for a while. The house probably won’t be much better,” Justin said, climbing over a tree trunk that had fallen during one of the storms.
“Let me down. I’m too heavy,” Sophie protested as he climbed over the tree.
“You’re not that heavy. Now be still so I don’t drop you.”
After they put Jackie to bed, the brothers led Sophie out to the barn.
“We have something we want to show you,” they told her, leading her out into the cool night air.
John saw her shiver and wrapped one arm around her shoulders. They walked quietly through the starlit night into the quiet barn. Justin led them past the stables to a room in the back.
“Don’t be shocked until we explain,” he said as he opened the door.
It was like stepping into a different world. Justin slowly adjusted the lights until Sophie could see the entire room. It looked like something out of the Middle Ages.
“Is this a torture chamber?” she asked and cringed, taking a step back into John’s hard chest.
He put his hands on her hips to steady her. “Take a deep breath and listen.”
“Sophie, my brothers and I are into BDSM. Do you know what that is?” Justin asked, standing in front of her arms crossed over his chest.
“BDSM, you mean the bondage stuff?” Sophie asked.
When she was in college one of her friends had been into reading books about BDSM, and Sophie had read a few of them. They had gone to a club one night, but Sophie had never done anything more except continue to read and fantasize about it. She had thought it was just fiction, that the author had made that stuff up mostly to sell books.
“That’s part of it. Do you know what the rest is?” John asked, pulling her back against him.
“Not really. We…um…well…, Doris and I went to a club once, but it didn’t work out so well.”
“How didn’t it work out?” Jake asked, pulling her out of John’s arms and farther into the room.
“Well, we weren’t members and didn’t know any members, and they wouldn’t let us in. We tried to sneak in and well…” Sophie wasn’t sure whether she should tell them the next part or not.
“What happened?” Jake asked. He knew what some of the clubs he had attended would do, but different clubs had different rules.
“Well, we were given the choice of leaving and never coming back, or we could take a paddling from one of the Masters.” Sophie blushed.
“What did you do, baby?” John asked.
He had come up behind her again and wrapped his arms around her, his hand just under her breasts.
“Doris stepped right up and went for the spanking, dragging me along behind her,” Sophie answered, looking down at the floor.
“Did you get this little ass spanked?” John asked moving one hand down to cup her ass cheeks.
“Was it a bare-butt spanking?” Justin asked, stepping forward and sandwiching her between him and John.
“Mm-hmm.” Sophie nodded and leaned farther back against John. She could feel her panties moisten and her nipples harden. John moved his hand from her ass and slid it under the shirt she was wearing, moving his large hand up and cupping her breast.
“Did you like it, Sophie?” Justin asked, looking down at her intently.
She nodded again, stifling a little moan when John swept his thumb over her nipple.
“Would you like it if we spanked you?” Jake asked, stepping up to her side and rubbing the breast John wasn’t.
“You would spank me?” Sophie asked, her breath coming in little pants.
“Yes, we like to spank naughty little imps who get themselves in trouble?” John answered, pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“But, I’ve been good,” Sophie answered.
“Oh, no, you haven’t, darling,” Jake answered, lifting her blouse over her head.
“You let yourself get into all kinds of trouble,” Justin answered, threading his fingers through her thick, black hair and pulling her head toward his. “You let your car get washed away in a storm. You came here not knowing what you were going to find. Look at all the trouble you’re in.”
He pulled her away from Jake and John and lifted her against his chest. With one arm under her ass and the other hand threaded in her hair, he turned and walked over to a bench that set a little way away from the wall. Still holding her so that she was now straddling his waist, he sat on the bench with her in his lap.
“I think she’s wearing too many clothes, Brothers.”
“I can help with that,” Jake said and started pulling her blouse over her head.
“I’ll help,” John said, taking both her arms and lifting them.
They pulled her blouse off, and she sat there in Justin’s lap clad in her bra and jeans.
“Wait, wait. What about Jackie? We can’t hear her out here. What if she needs us?”
The little girl often had nightmares and had ended up in Sophie’s bed a few times. She didn’t want her waking up and finding the house empty.
Jake walked over to a box on the wall and hit a button. “This is the speaker for the security system. It’s voice-activated, and if Jackie even whimpers we will hear it out here. It will also sound an alarm if anyone tries to get into the house.”
“Well, I guess you thought of everything,” Sophie said, relaxing into Justin’s arms.
“Yes, we have. Now I think you were about to get a spanking,” Jake said, lifting her off Justin and holding her so that her legs dangled in front of his. To John, he said, “Brother, she needs these jeans off.”
Jake took a few steps back still holding Sophie under the arms so that she dangled like a rag doll. John unfastened her jeans and pulled them down her legs, leaving her in a thong and bra.
Justin stood in front of her and stepped to one side so that Jake could step up to the bench they had been sitting on. “Get her panties, too. She won’t need those or the bra. We’ll get the bra after we put her on the bench.”
“Sophie, when you were spanked in the club, did the Master put you over his knee, or were you put on a spanking bench?” Justin asked, his eyes roving up and down her body as Jake held her.
“Over…over the knee,” Sophie answered, her eyes wide and body thrumming with desire. She had had many dreams about these three cowboys, but she had never dreamed of anything like this. It was all her fantasies rolled into one—three men wanted her, and they were kinky, too. How could she get so lucky?