“Never fear looking at our bodies. They’re for your pleasure, just like yours will be for our pleasure,” Alex told her. “Tonight is all about you and your first time. We want to make you happy.”
“But what if I’m not ready?”
“It’s our job to make you ready. If you’re not begging for us, then we’ve not done our job properly. And we start now,” Jesse told her.
He slipped his shirt from her shoulders, his eyes instantly drawn to the ripped bodice of her dress. Reaching up, he ripped the dress portion down to her waist.
She gasped. “My dress.”
“I’ll buy you a new dress, but I hate what this one represents. Frank trying to harm you. It’s gone.”
With that, he finished removing her dress, leaving it in a discarded heap on the floor. She stood before them, blushing, still very much clothed. “Woman, from now on, you will only wear a dress. No undergarments, no corset.”
“What?” she said shocked. “But a proper lady wears a petticoat, her corset, camisole and knickers.”
Alex stepped up behind her and pressed his cock between her petticoats. “Not our woman. You will be available to us at all times.”
“Oh,” she said, her eyes widening.
Jesse removed her petticoat, her drawers, and finally her corset. Those would be burned in the fireplace in the morning.
Standing before them in nothing more than her shift, she looked tense, yet her nipples pebbled beneath the cotton material. Unable to resist, Jesse leaned down and sucked one in his mouth, cloth and all. She jumped, but then she rolled her head back and moaned.
Through the outline of the white cloth, he could see the dark hair covering her pussy. The hair he wanted to remove.
Alex pressed against her naked back, ramming his rock-hard cock into her ass.
“Relax. Your men are going to pleasure you.”
With a gasp, her knees almost buckled and she whimpered.
With a yank, Jesse removed her shift and she stood before them, naked. Trim waist, long legs and breasts with dark areolas and nipples just begging to be sucked.
“Dear God,” he murmured, “you’re beautiful.”
Her breasts were full and rounded and Alex wrapped his arms around her, his hands cupping those sweet tempting orbs. As he played with her nipples, pulling, stretching them, her eyes darkened with arousal. Oh, yes, she enjoyed their touch.
Laying her head back against Alex’s shoulder, she closed her eyes.
A narrow waist, her hips flared wide and full with long legs that could wrap around a man’s body. A dark thatch of curls centered in her body.
“Look at me,” Jesse commanded.
Slowly, she glanced at him from beneath her hooded gaze and moaned as Alex continued fondling her breasts.
Time for her bath and to prepare her.
He took her hand. “Lass, your bath awaits.”
“Oh,” she said as he helped her into the tub.
When she sank into the warm water, Alex stood beside her, his cock in his hand, rubbing his member. “This is what you do to me.”
Shocked, she timidly reached out and touched the head. The man groaned as she leaned back in the tub. Her fingers exploring the head of his shaft. Jesse picked up the washcloth and the bar of soap and started at her neck. Slowly he trailed the rag down her arms, her chest, her stomach and her legs, washing her, rubbing her, not letting any crevices escape his attention.
When he reached her pussy, she spread her legs and he swiped the cloth across her lips, opening them. His finger trailed across her clit and she jumped at the touch. A moan escaped her and she gasped.