Taming Tessa (Montana Maiden 2)

His heated gaze raked over me, first meeting my eyes where I could see he meant what he said, then dropping lower, over my breasts, belly and to my womanly garden. There, he lingered and I tried not to squirm.

"We will begin this marriage as I plan to continue, just so you have no doubts. Your ass will be corked, your pussy will be bare and your breasts will be exposed at all times."

He turned then and left me. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't run with my clothes in tatters on the floor, nor did I really want to. His aggressive behavior was because he was impatient, eager to see my body? The thought of that, of his power was exhilarating. But what had he said? Corked at all times, shaved...there? Exposed breasts? I knew he'd put his thing in me at some point on my wedding night, but I had no idea to these others. Cole went to the kitchen but quickly returned with his shaving cup and a straight razor.

"Over to the dining table so I can shave you."

The dining table, where we'd eaten with our families?

"Now, Tessa."

I did as he bid, walking slowly, unused to having my bottom filled. Once I stood in front of the table, my fingers brushing against the cool wood, I waited for my next instruction.

"You've handled the cork w

ell. I'm going to remove it, so bend over just like in church." He placed the items he carried on the table.

He was taking it out? I eagerly bent forward, yet embarrassment washed over me as I looked down and saw my breasts swaying beneath me. I wasn't small; I hadn't been since I was fifteen. At that time I learned I was larger than most girls, as the boys were apt to comment and laugh at me. Some even leered and whispered to each other about me, which made me uncomfortable with my body. Even my sister had commented about how obscene my breasts were. After bathing, I didn't linger unclothed, not wanting to look at what was considered laughable. Now, I had no choice but to gaze upon my generous endowments.

"Oh, Cole, not like this," I begged. "Please."

He knelt down and looked at me, his dark eyes concerned. "Why?"

I felt my cheeks heat and I couldn't look at him any longer. I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Tessa," he warned. "Why?"

I blinked and stared into his fathomless dark eyes. "Because...because my breasts are so large."

His eyes flared, then he grinned wickedly. "Yes, they are." Very gently, he cupped one in his large palm.

I gasped at the contact, then leaned forward, pushing my breast further into his touch.

"They're gorgeous. I've been waiting to see them, touch them, and I can't wait to have them exposed for me to see anytime I wish."

His thumb ran over my distended nipple as he spoke. I had no idea such feelings could be elicited from such a caress.

"Like that?" He was watching me closely for my reactions.

I bit my lip. "Oh, yes."

"Good girl. More of that later. Now, let's get the plug out." He removed his hand, stood, then moved behind me.

I couldn't help but squirm as Cole tugged and twisted the cork, slowly working it from me. I scrunched up my face at the discomfort, and couldn't help but sag in relief once it was removed. He dropped the cork on the table with a loud thunk. Surprisingly, I felt empty with it gone. I looked over my shoulder. Cole stood behind me, his large body all but dwarfing mine, his big hand holding up a white, round object. He saw me looking and held it down for me to see it closely. "This is your pill. It will go in your ass before each corking to keep you slick and to keep you from conceiving. I'm not ready to share your body yet with anyone, I'm actually quite greedy where you are concerned, not even a babe of my seed."

I frowned. How could something up there keep me from becoming with child? I doubted this, but was inclined to agree with Cole. I wanted children, but not immediately. The thought of growing fat was not the least bit appealing. Only time would tell if it would work. He'd also said it would keep me...slick.

"Slick? Slick for what?"

"For the cork, but also for ass fucking. I might want to fuck your ass and I want to make sure you're good and ready for me, even when there isn't a jar of ointment nearby."

"For...I mean," I gasped, then cleared my throat. I had no idea this was something a man did, or wanted to do. "Ass fucking?"

"That's where I take my cock and bury it deep in your ass. I'll fuck you there, Tessa, so it's important that you're very slick and ready."

The very idea had me clenching my bottom. Bent as I was, I could see the outline of his ... cock … through his pants. He was aroused and he was not small. I had no idea how he would fit in my woman's passage, let alone in my bottom.

"You...you want to do that to me?"