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CHAPTER 20                                 DOING IT CANDY'S WAY

SUBMITTING IN THE WILD WEST
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     Although you were skeptical at first, now that we are on the

plane, heading to Colorado, the idea of a dude ranch seems kind

of attractive.  I have spent the last few weeks showing you bro-

chures and talking you into the idea of spending a week in the

Wild West riding horses and breathing the clean mountain air. The

pressures of work have been unbearable and the thought of spend-

ing time back with nature is too good to pass up.  The plane ride

is a couple of hours long and we have two seats next to each

other on the half empty plane.  You immediately snuggle up next

to me and I put my arm around you.  Once we have taken off and

are cruising on our way, I reach around you to fondle a breast.

"Mmmm", you murmur.  We haven't had time to think about sex for

awhile and the caressing is appealing.  With my other hand I

reach out and undo the top button of your blouse.  Then the sec-

ond.  At the third button, you start to get nervous and as I

reach for the fourth button you instinctively reach up to hold

your blouse closed.  I take your hands and gently hold them

behind your back as I loosen the fourth button.  I reach in and

gently pull at both of your nipples.  As I do so, your breasts

are exposed to the air.  "Arch your back.", I whisper.  Despite

yourself, you arch your back to more fully offer your breasts to

me.  I reach down and bite each nipple hard and then I release

you.  You reach around and draw your blouse closer together then

you go to do up the buttons.  "No", I say softly, "Don't do up

the buttons, leave them open.  You are nervous but you do as I

ask.  Your breasts are covered but the cleavage you now present

goes all the way to your navel.  In a way it is more exposing

than being naked.  Every once in a while I reach over to caress

you again.  I play with your full breasts or I slide a hand up

under your skirt to discover your ever increasing wetness or I

simply reach over to stroke your hair or your neck.  The constant

stimulation continues to turn you on until you are literally sit-

ting in a puddle of excitement.  By the time the plane lands you

are ready to make love right in the airport but instead, we pick

up our bags and get on the ranch bus.  I have allowed you to do

only the bottom two buttons of your blouse and you blush red as

men stare openly at the expanse of flesh is exposed.  The bus

ride is not long.  There are 2 other couples with you and you

notice that they are young and attractive, not at all the old

retired types you expected.  The ranch itself is also a pleasant

surprise.  The decor is modern and comfortable and your room con-

tains a huge bed as well as a well equipped bathroom complete

with hot-tub.  'This is going to be better than I imagined.', you

think to yourself as you unpack.  I arrive in the room a moment

later and you immediately slide your horny body up against mine.

You have been turned on all day and you beg for me to allow you

some release.  I smile at you as I stand you up.  "Not yet.", I

say in a mischievous voice, "Don't you want to do some horseback

riding?"  "Uh uh.", you say, "I want a different kind of ride."

I'm still smiling as I pull you out of the room and towards the

stables.  You follow reluctantly.  You are still wearing your

light blue skirt and your blouse is still revealingly opened to

show more than you are comfortable with.  The stables are well

appointed and you admire the various horses as we look around.

One of the stable hands introduces himself as Jim.  "Are you

ready to go sir?", he asks me.  You look at me questioningly.

Evidently, something has been planned here in your absence.

"Sure.", I say.  Four horses are led out and I refuse to answer

any of your questions.  "But I'm not even dressed to go riding.",

you protest.  "Shhhh", I reply.  The horses are saddled up and

Jim and what must be his girlfriend mount up.  I help you onto a

pretty mare and instruct you to sit, not sidesaddle as you would

have liked but astride the horse thus placing your naked pussy

directly on the leather of the saddle.  The warm leather immedi-

ately gets slippery with the juices of your overexcited pussy.

We start out across the empty plain towards the nearby hills.

The feeling of the pommel of the saddle rubbing against your hard

clit is driving you to distraction and you have difficulty con-

centrating on Jim's steady patter describing the wilderness

around you.  After about an hour, you come to the hills and

shortly after that Jim and his friend Peggy come to a stop beside

a little stream in a clearing.  The scenery is beautiful.  You

are truly away from everything here.  You get off your saddle,

careful not to let anyone see that you are wearing no underpan-

ties and you sit down on the grass to relax.  Your mind is really

on one thing and one thing only; Sex.  You see Jim removing the

saddles and letting the horses relax also and a few minutes

later, you are all sitting in a circle on your saddles passing

the canteen around for a drink.  "So,", says Jim, "this is your

submissive lady."  You choke on your drink.  Peggy is looking

right at you and smiling.  "Tell me.", she asks, "What have you

made her do?"  "Well,", I say, "First of all, she is not per-

mitted to wear underclothes of any kind.  Secondly, I have had

her submit to strange men and have exhibited her in public.  She

has had her pussy shaved, her nipples clipped, her bottom spanked

and has been a slave to both men and women."  "Mmmmm.", says

Peggy.  She stands up and looks down at you.  She is wearing a

chamois shirt and jeans and has leather riding boots on her feet.

In her right hand is her riding crop.  You feel your heart skip a

beat.  She is petite but she looks severe and her presence scares

you.  You know that you will have little choice but to obey

everything she asks of you.  Your hot pussy is very present and

you hope that she won't discover it.  "Roll over on your belly.",

she says.  You roll over on your saddle so you are face down.

Your feet and hands are touching the grass but your bottom is

raised and presented to your audience.  You feel a tremor run

through your body as you realize that you are helpless before

her.  You feel the leather of her crop slide up along your naked

calf and catch the hem of your skirt.  Very, very slowly, she

raises the crop and pulls your skirt higher and higher until it

has uncovered your long tanned thighs.  The skirt continues to

rise, now revealing your white tan line and the curve of your

buttocks and then finally comes to rest in a puddle around your

waist.  The crop now strokes your long legs carressingly. "Spread

them.", she commands and you hesitantly let your legs fall open.

She encourages them further and further apart until you are com-

pletely exposed.  The tip of the riding crop explores the hot wet

slit of your pussy and then stops.  You hear Peggy sit down and

you wait, passively, lying across the warm leather of your saddle

with your bottom upraised and completely exposed. The three of us

continue to talk about you as I describe some of the situations

you have been put in.  Your face blushes red as I describe what

parts of your body are most sensitive and what particular varia-

tions you enjoy.  Peggy is very interested to hear that you have

long nipples that love nipple clips and that you enjoy being

spanked hard.  "Stand up.", you hear Peggy say. You stand up

before her thankfully allowing your skirt to fall and cover you

again.  Your respite is to be short-lived, however. "Off with

those clothes.", she says.  Your fingers are trembling as you

remove your blouse and skirt and stand with your head bowed

awaiting your next instruction.  Peggy leads you over to a nearby

tree and attaches your hands together in front of you. The end of

the rope is thrown over a convenient branch and you feel yourself

being stretched upwards.  She takes the opportunity of your help-

lessness to pinch your sensitive nipples with her gloved fingers.

Your ankles are tied next so that you are spread eagled in front

of us.  Peggy stands behind you and begins running her hands

across your body.  She reaches around to squeeze your breasts.

You moan out loud at the sensation.  One of her leather gloved

hands runs down your belly to stroke your pussy.  The feeling of

the cool leather rubbing across your clit has your whole body

twitch and she does it again and again until you are about to

come.  She walks around to in front of you now and you look down

to see that she has a branch of nettles in one hand.  You close

your eyes, hoping that the nettles aren't for you.  Of course

they are.  You feel the prickly frond rubbing gently across your

left nipple.  It is already hard but the irritating nettles cause

it to get so tight that it aches.  The right nipple undergoes the

same treatment and although the rubbing of the nettles stops,

their stimulation continues. Immediately you feel an itch in your

nipples that you are begging to scratch.  Your body squirms in

its bonds and your pussy begins to gush its juices.  You feel

Peggy playing with your shaved slit and the tiny sting of the

nettles touches your delicate pink pussy lips.  She pulls back

the hood of your clitoris to make sure that it gets its fair

share too.  The stimulation is too much for you.  You are now

panting in short ragged breaths and your whole body is straining

at the ropes which bind you.  You open your eyes to see Jim in

front of you.  He is not wearing any clothes and his cock is

large and thick.  You look up at him and say, "Please."  He

smiles as he comes closer.  You feel the tip of his cock touch

your wet pussy and he allows just the head to slide inside you.

You hold your breath waiting for him to thrust into you, to fill

you up.  Peggy has moved behind you and all of a sudden a searing

pain strikes your bottom.  You body is driven forward and impales

itself deeply on Jim's cock.  The riding crop strikes again and

the hot pain thrusts you forward again onto the unyielding hard-

ness of Jim.  The strokes set the rhythm as Peggy drives you for-

ward again and again.  Your bottom is burning hot by the time she

is done and you are crying out with every thrust of Jim's body

into yours.  Jim holds himself deep in you without moving.  You

feel him reach around behind you and grasp one of your hot but-

tocks in each of his large rough hands.  He pulls them apart to

reveal your hidden hole and the next sensation you feel is

Peggy's cool finger as she lubricates your bottom.  Her finger

slides in and out of you and again she sets the rhythm of you

pushing yourself onto Jim's cock.  Her finger pulls out and you

feel the head of my cock at your tiny entrance.  Very, very

gently I slide into you until you feel my belly pressing up

against the heat in your bottom.  You are more filled than you

have ever been before in your life.  Your hypersensitive nipples

are still stinging slightly from the nettles as they press into

Jim's hairy chest.  Your soaking pussy is stretched to the limit

by Jim's thick organ and your hot bottom is penetrated by my

cock.  You feel the two organs pushing and pulling in alternate

strokes.  As I push in, Jim pulls out and as I pull out, Jim

pushes in.  Your body takes up a steady rhythm between us as your

hips push harder and harder forwards and backwards trying to get

more of us into you.  You turn your head to the side to see Peggy

with a camera taking pictures but by this time you don't care.

Your orgasm starts from the tips of your toes and the depths of

your belly.  You start to scream out loud at the feeling, letting

yourself be consumed by it, letting it use you and your body as

you reach a peak and collapse into our arms.