Taming Tessa (Montana Maiden 2)

"We'll continue to use the mouth trainers because they seem to be working, but you come and find me, darlin', whenever you need a real cock. All right?" He was smiling at me, pleased with me.

The next day we started a routine. I awoke ready for his cock, eager to swallow his seed. It pleased me so to see the way he lost control as he filled my mouth, thrust his hips with abandon. Then I saw such pride in his eyes when I was done, when I licked my lips and there was nothing to clean off my breasts. Next, he put in the largest mouth trainer, continuing to tie it off, one that touched my throat if I nudged it in the slightest amount.

I couldn't do anything when I wore it except concentrate on breathing. It didn't block my airway, but I had to practice controlling what Doctor Graham had called my gag reflex. I sat in Cole's office as he wanted to keep a close eye on me with this trainer, my fingers busy between my thighs. When my arousal became too great, I crawled under Cole's desk and he traded the mouth trainer for his cock. This happened frequently enough where the last time I swallowed his seed and came, I just curled up under his desk and napped.

After lunch, he replaced the leather strap on the largest mouth trainer with one that went about my wrist so I could use it on my own and carry it with me. As it seemed I wasn't able to come without something in my mouth, I slid it deep as I rubbed my clit until I was frantic, then sought out Cole. By bedtime, I'd sucked his cock six times, each time taking all of his seed into my belly. As my reward at bedtime, he fucked my pussy, soothing the emptiness I felt there all day.

Over the next few days, I progressed to the point where I lost interest in the special chair and was able to come with just the mouth trainer or Cole's cock pushed deep down my throat. He was amazed with my progress, and I had to admit, so was I. It wasn't difficult to take him deep now. It wasn't hard to swallow his copious amounts of seed. It wasn't hard to please him.

Sunday morning, when I finished sucking his cock from the side of the bed, Cole changed the rules. I lay sprawled on top of the tousled bed, my body languid and replete from my own orgasm. "You've come so far, darlin'." He put his spent cock back in his pants. "I'm getting rid of the mouth trainers. You're doing such a good job, you don't need them anymore. From now on, you can only put my cock in your mouth."

I looked up at him as I worried my lip. "But Cole, I can't come otherwise!"

He grinned down at me as he held out a hand. "I know. That means you'll have to come find me when you need your release."

I pouted as he helped me up. "That's not fair."

Cole raised a brow. "Catherine can't come unless Jake is fucking her ass. Grant told me that Maura can't come unless her nipples are worked. You aren't alone, darlin'. This means I control your orgasms, like a husband should."

I crinkled my brow. "I don't like that idea."

"Darlin', don't you know? You have me at your mercy. I'm hard all the time and only you can make it better. I might be in control, but you have all the power."

***

Two hours later we were riding in a wagon to town. Cole had dressed me as always, but placed a simple scarf made of the same material as my blouse about my neck, crisscrossing it to cover my breasts and buttoning it in the back. It was the first time since our wedding that I had my breasts covered. The feeling of cotton against them felt very strange, but I was relieved to know I wouldn't be exposing myself to the town. Letting the entire Bridger family see them wasn't ideal, but I'd adjusted to the notion, just as Catherine said.

Sam rode next to us to Doctor Graham's house. The plan for my brother-in-law, the doctor and the sheriff to continue on to the Jenkins farm had not changed and they would proceed after my visit.

Doctor Graham met us on his porch. He dressed casually today, dark pants and a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. His saddlebag was at his feet. "Morning, Tessa. Cole. Sam, I'll be ready in about an hour."

Sam tipped his hat. "I'll get a few things at the mercantile and be back." Turning his horse, he rode off.

"Come in," Doctor Graham offered, his arm out for us to precede him inside.

The office was a room on the main floor of his house, practical for late night emergencies. It was sparsely furnished with a wooden table, two chairs and a cot tucked against one wall. There was also a cabinet that held his supplies, herbs and medicines. The white walls were bare.

"How are things progressing with your cock sucking, Tessa?" He leaned against the table as Cole and I sat in the chairs. I was surprised by the bluntness of his question, but I had to guess he dealt with these kinds of issues all the time.

"Very well." I glanced at my husband. "Don't you think?"

I held my breath, waiting for him to respond.

"She's an excellent pupil," Cole added, smiling at me. "She can not only take my cock and swallow all of my seed, but she can come solely from a cock in her mouth."

The doctor's eyebrow went up. "Really? That's impressive. Orgasms just from oral stimulation?"

Cole nodded. "You've been most helpful with your advice and mouth trainers. You should see the final outcome."

"You want me to...here? Now?"

"Now, Tessa," Doctor Graham said, his voice like cold iron. "I need to evaluate your progress. Only the other day you had seed dribbled all over your breasts."

"Besides," Cole began, "I'm hard again and only you can fix it."

I glanced down at his lap. "Really?" Something akin to glee surfaced. I made him this...crazy?

"Why are you so surprised? I'm imagining what your breasts look like beneath that scarf. Come, wife, show the doctor how you have me at your mercy."