They walked to another room which had three structures in it, all of them designed for spanking. He took his cuffs out of his backpack, put them on Br...anna's wrists, and fastened them to the pegs on the frame above her. Her arms were above her head, tethered to the frame, legs spread as wide as she could stand. He pulled up her skirt and unzipped her shirt some more to expose more of her breasts. He began to rub her butt. "This is a nice butt, slave Brianna" he said in her ear as he spanked. I felt dizzy, light-headed, my legs automatically opening wider and wider as if to free his way into me, that incredible thick cock stretching me tighter and tighter, penetrating deeper and deeper until, to my disbelief, it became thicker still nearer to its base.It was hurting me so badly but so wonderfully.And then finally I felt the full weight of Tony’s body on mine as his pubic hair ground hard against my mound and there was finally no more cock to force into me. He paused, buried his full. He saw a big Half-Breed man come stumbling from the door of the saloon and realized the man had been scalped alive.Blood was running down his face, blinding him as he stumbled forward, reaching with his hands for the hitching post, then falling and rolling in the red clay dirt. His blood covered head was coated in the powdery red dust and his eyes were caked as he tried to clear it from his face.Duncan sat on his horse, just a few feet from where the man lay. He looked up and saw the man’s. In love. Controlled.’ ‘Do those feelings make me feel comfortable?’ ‘Yes. It’s like they’re all coming from the same place.’ ‘Good. Then why do you keep asking if I did something to you?’ ‘I think – I think that I want to give you more. Not in the day-to-day, but in our sex life. I think that I want to surrender, but I’m asking permission. I don’t know if it’s from you or from something in me.’ ‘Do you like it when I control you?’ ‘Yes! I like when you tell me what you want, and when I can.