Story Excerpt

Joel Atwater and his brother, Jonathan, pulled into Barter Town at nearly noon in need of supplies and gas. Joel stepped out of the truck as Jonathan climbed down from the other side. They grabbed their cured meat out of the back of the truck and went in search of fresh produce. Even though they had a small garden plot at home, they needed potatoes and fruit.

They wandered around until they found someone with lots of potatoes and obviously not selling them before they started to barter. Twenty minutes later, they came away with forty pounds of the vegetable and still had plenty of meat left to barter for the more expensive fruit.

Once they had all they needed, they stopped by the liquor store and traded the remainder of their meat for two bottles of whiskey. They weren’t drunks, but enjoyed the occasional sip now and again after a long day out tending to the ranch.

As they passed the brothels, women with collars hooked to chains stood outside the buildings, totally naked despite the slight chill in the air. Joel hated seeing them like that, but there was nothing he or his brother could do. Neither man visited the establishments. No way were they going to support the sordid businesses. By the time they had made it back to the truck, they were tired and antsy to get out of the nasty town.

As they loaded up their supplies, a man walked by, pulling a woman by a rope tied around her neck.

“Come on, Leigh. I’m sick of your tricks. I’m going to get good credits bartering you off to the brothel.”

“I’d rather die than go there. You’re going to have to pull me by my neck. No doubt by the time you get me there, you’ll be dragging a dead body.”

The curvaceous redhead’s husky voice stirred things inside of Joel that he had thought long dormant.

“Fine. It’s nothing more than you deserve, you ungrateful bitch.”

“I’m not whoring for you and all your friends.”

With that, the man jerked the rope and pulled her off-balance so that she fell to the ground. Then he began dragging her by the rope around her neck.

The bastard really was going to choke her to death doing that. Before Joel knew what he was doing, he had sprinted up to the stranger and grabbed his arm. Jonathan was at the man’s other side at the same time.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” the man demanded, shaking loose of Joel’s hand.

“Stopping you from killing that woman. She’s not going to make it if you pull her like that.”

“Right now, I don’t rightly give a damn.” He started to continue across the parking lot dragging the woman, but Jonathan stepped in front of him.

Joel smothered a grin. Jonathan was a few inches taller than he was, and at six-four, Joel wasn’t short.

“I don’t think so. What are you planning to do with her?” Jonathan asked.

“Sell her to the first brothel I come to. She’s a bitch, and she’s nothing but trouble.”

Before he knew what he was going to do, Joel grabbed one of their bottles of whiskey, having smelled the liquor on the man’s breath.

“I’ll trade you this for the woman.”

“Joel?” Jonathan said in a questioning voice.

“The entire bottle of whiskey?”

“He’d sell his own mother for that,” Leigh whispered in a raspy voice now strained from the tight rope around her neck. She’d gotten to her knees and was attempting to loosen the rope.

“Jonathan.” Joel nodded over toward the woman, indicating he should help her.

“Yes, an even swap. Her for the whiskey.”

The man licked his lips and thought long and hard about it. Then he nodded and reached for the whiskey. Joel held it out of reach.

“Hand over the paperwork first.” He was sure the man had some by the bulge in his shirt pocket.

The man grumbled, but pulled out the papers and shoved them at Joel.

“Not so fast. Sign her over to us on the bill of sale on the back.”

When the man hesitated, Joel waggled the bottle of whiskey in front of him. This spurred the man on. He produced a pen and walked over to their truck to sign over the woman as sold for a bottle of whiskey. Joel couldn’t believe it. He had just bought a woman. Something he and his brother had always been against, but they couldn’t have watched the man drag her across the parking lot.

“Here,” the stranger said, handing over the paperwork and the rope. “Now give me the whiskey.”

Joel handed over the bottle and was glad he hadn’t offered both bottles. He checked to make sure the man had indeed signed her over as sold. He filled in his and his brother’s names, then folded up the forms and stuck them in his front pocket. He turned to find Jonathan and the woman working at the knots in the rope.

“It’s just choking her more, Joel.” Jonathan sighed.

“Cut it off.”

“You’ll cut me,” the woman squeaked out.

Joel walked up and pulled out his knife. “Lean over so I can get to the rope at the back of your neck.”

He winced at the raw skin at her neck and carefully slid the knife between her neck and the rope. He quickly cut the rope. When it fell off, she began to cough.

“Get her some water, Jonathan.” Joel squatted next to her, rubbing her back as she gagged.

Jonathan hurried back with a bottle of water. She grabbed it as soon as he had the cap off and drank in long swallows. Then she stopped and hung her head.

“Guess I’ve traded one nightmare for another. But thanks for keeping him from killing me, or worse, trading me to a brothel. I’d rather have been dead than work in one of those.”

“Listen, Leigh. That is your name, right?” Joel asked.

“Yes, Leigh McGowen.” Her voice was still raspy and probably would be for a while.

“I’d let you go on your own way, but the fact of the matter is, you’re going to be in danger of being caught by someone again if we do. I know you don’t know us from Adam’s house cat, but we’re good men. I’m Joel, and this is my brother, Jonathan.”

“I figured you were brothers since you look almost like twins.” Leigh sighed. “I don’t have a choice. You bought me and have my papers. I try and run, and they’ll just come looking for me, anyway.”

Jonathan reached down and held out his hand. She looked up at them and took Jonathan’s hand, letting him draw her to her feet. She wobbled a bit, and Jonathan immediately enfolded her in his arms.

Adult Excerpt

Jonathan watched as Joel pulled her into his arms and deepened the kiss. Then he was backing her over toward the bed. Jonathan sighed and hoped he knew what he was doing. He walked behind Leigh and reached for the hem of her T-shirt to pull it over her head. She didn’t balk. Instead, she helped him. They were forced to break their kiss in order for Jonathan to remove her shirt. He reached around to unhook her front-closure bra and peeled the cups back.

When her arms were pulled behind her so he could remove the bra, Joel stopped him and had him hold her hands behind her while he kissed and nipped his way down her jaw and neck toward her breasts.

To her credit, she never balked at being held like that. Jonathan leaned in and sucked in her earlobe to tease with his tongue as Joel zeroed in on a nipple. He sucked on it then moved to the other one. His hand was playing with the other breast at the same time.

Jonathan reached around between them and began unfastening Leigh’s jeans. He wanted to taste her sweet pussy. No doubt, Joel would want that as well. If he could get her jeans off fast enough, he might be able to sneak a taste from behind while his brother was busy with her breasts. He grinned and began pulling her jeans down her legs. He knelt behind her and she stepped out of them for him. He tossed them to the side then did the same with her panties.

He could already smell her juicy cunt. He used his hands to shove her legs farther apart and spread her ass cheeks wide, so he could get to her saturated pussy lips. She was dripping in honey. He licked at her slit over and over, savoring her sweet juices. She tasted like spice and cider. He wanted to bury his face in her cunt.

“Jonathan, hold up, man. We’ll get her on the bed where it will be easier.” Joel’s voice was strained.

“Please. Don’t stop.” Leigh’s voice held strain as well.

They positioned her on the bed so that she lay spread-eagle for them to enjoy. Joel returned to her breasts while Jonathan dove in to her pussy. He spread her pussy lips with his fingers and stiffened his tongue to fuck her with it. He delved inside, scooping out more of her cunt’s sweet nectar to savor.

“Fuck, you taste good, baby. I could lie here all night sipping at your sweet juices. Give me more, baby.” Jonathan licked up her slit, earning a moan from her.

“I want a taste of her, Jonathan.” Joel leaned down and coated his fingers in her honey.

He watched as his brother tasted her. Joel closed his eyes and grinned as he licked his fingers clean of her juices.

“She’s spicy, Jonathan.”

“Sweet and spicy,” he agreed.

Jonathan returned to devouring Leigh’s pussy while his brother tortured her breasts with his mouth and fingers. He could bring a woman to climax just manipulating her breasts. This time, they would both bring her until she exploded on his face. He loved riding a woman’s cunt while she climaxed.

He inserted two fingers, careful to go slow so as not to hurt her. She moaned and lifted her pelvis to accept him. He began a slow rhythm of in and out with them as he continued to lick up and down her slit. He was careful to keep off her clit. He wanted to wait until the little nub was desperate for attention before he sucked it in and took care of it.

She was slowly pumping her hips in time with his fingers. He curled his fingers and explored inside of her until he found her hot spot. When she groaned and tried to follow his fingers with her cunt, he knew he’d found it. She was slowly beginning to tense all over, getting ready for the growing explosion.