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“Oh here, you know how I love that ass of yours too.” He smiled, and used one hand to grope her other breast while using the other to clutch of her firm ass cheeks.
“Hrrrmmmph! Mmmmpph gggm!” She squealed.
“Oh yeah…” He sighed, pulling her against him and feeling her firm, muscular frame under her soft skin, listening to her moan into her gag.
“Urrrggg hhmmmpph!” Lisa grunted, trying to pull away.
“I can’t believe Shelly wanted to keep you all to herself.” He pulled her onto his lap, clutching at both of her breasts.
“Hrrrrrmmph! Mnnooo!” Was her muffled protest.
Lisa had once been Shelly Arnold’s personal henchwoman and mole inside of Ace’s crime organization, and according to Brad, Shelly’s ex-step-son, the two women had been lovers too.
Randy had pleasured himself many times to the thought of Shelly and Lisa together, of their beautiful bodies intertwined…
“Mmmnnno!” Lisa cried, perched on Randy’s lap and feeling him go hard against her bare ass cheeks. He pulled her closer, clutching at her breasts with both hands.
Randy had spent many nights also wondering what happened to Shelly.
Brad had also told him that Shelly had managed to escape from one of Ace’s facilities and then promptly vanished.
The Queen, Ace’s former right hand, had sent a bounty hunter out to look for Shelly, and the bounty hunter had never come back.
To the best anyone could guess, Shelly had gone to ground, most likely hiding as far away from Ace as she could get, though Randy knew that the mysterious crime-lord had a hefty price on Shelly’s head.
Randy often thought about his old life in Marston’s Pointe and what had happened to Ace, Felicia, Gina, and the other girls.
Things certainly did not look good for Ace last time he was in town, as some of Felicia’s allies were staging a fiery rescue of the Sheriff.
All Randy knew in that moment was that if the ship was going down, he wasn’t going with it, so he grabbed his share of the treasure and ran.
Of course, Lisa was the share of the treasure long promised to him by Brad as a reward for his loyalty.
Part of Randy wondered if Brad ever meant to keep his promise, or was just saying that to keep Randy under his control.
Ultimately it didn’t matter since Lisa was his now to do whatever he wanted with.
His first few months in Carter’s Cove were filled with paranoia, with Randy terrified that either Felicia Fetters, Ace, or both, would come for him.
The security system, locks, and bars on the window were as much to keep Lisa in as they were to keep any intruders out, but in the two years he had been in his new home, no one from his past had come sniffing around.
Marston’s Pointe was only a few miles away but it may as well be in another country or another life for him.
There had been many times when he had considered maybe swinging through his old hometown to see how things were going, or checking in on the news, but he decided against it.
It was best to leave things in the past and focus on the now, and the future.
And his future was Carter’s Cove. Randy wasn’t just settling for being Sheriff, he wanted more.
During his brief time working for Ace, he had seen some amazing things, and some of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life.
Ace truly did rule Marston’s Pointe in almost every aspect, and sseing how everyone the organization was so loyal, respectful, and scared of Ace came to be something Randy was envious of.
He wanted that power, he wanted that fear.
Lisa would be just the first of many women to be under his control.
The thing was, it was two years in and Randy really had no idea how to begin creating his criminal empire. He thought that being on top already as sheriff would make it easier, but there really wasn’t an instruction manual for how to be a crime-lord.
“Mmmmrrrmm…” Lisa grumbled, trying to pull away.
“Oh Lisa, are you being a bad girl?” Randy moved one hand from her breast and eyed her up.
She shied away, her eyes widening.
“Ummm hmm!” She shook her head.
“I think you’re being a bad girl, and you know what happens to bad girls, right?” Randy smirked.
“Mmmnnno! Nnnnmph!” She continued to shake her head.
“They get a spanking!” With that, Randy leaned the naked, bound and gagged woman over his knee so her firm, tight ass was angled up.
“Ummm mmmnno! Nnnmmph!” She cried, trying to squirm away but Randy held her down with one hand while holding up the other.
“Shame, you’ve been such a good girl recently, but I think it’s time that you get a reminder of what happens to naughty girls.” He held his hand up with the palm facing her alluring rear end.
“Stttmmpp! Ummm ggddd pffsss!” She moaned into her ball gag.
Twap! Randy’s palm connected with her buttock, not enough to make a mark, but enough to make a pleasing skin-on-skin sound.
“Ummmph!” She cried.
Twap! Another spank, once again not hard enough to leave a mark.
“Uluuggg gllllummp!” She mumbled into her gag again.
Twap! Another one, right at the curve of her butt cheeks above her thighs.
“Hggggg!”
Twap! Twap! Twap! Twap! Randy delivered a turret of spanks to her bare backside, with each touch, each wriggle, and each muffled cry, he felt himself getting harder. Just the way she squirmed over his knee, and how those lovely, giant breasts brushed his leg…
Then he noticed her ass starting to go red and stopped. Lisa was too exquisite to leave a mark.
“Oh no honey, I was too rough.” He set his hand down on the growing red mark on her ass.
“Hmmph!” She flinched as he touched it.
“Oh here, let me make it better.” He consoled, rubbing his hand over her butt Lisa’s ass was nowhere near as good as Felicia Fetters’, which was still the best ass he had ever seen, but damn, she still had a great backside.
“Urrgggg stpp!” Lisa protested, trying to pull away.
“I know what will make this better!” He exclaimed, and keeping one hand on Lisa to keep her in place, reached over to a side table next to the couch, pulled open a drawer in it, and retrieved some baby oil.
“Nmmmnnoo! Nnnnnnmmm nnllll!” Lisa’s eyes went wide when she saw him pull the oil from the drawer. She knew exactly what she was in for.
Randy had done this plenty of times before, but it never got old for him.
He just loved seeing Lisa oiled up, sometimes he did her breasts, other times her ass, it all depended on what he was feeling.
Today was definitely an ass day, and as Lisa wriggled her naked body over his knee, he squirted some of the oil onto the palm of his hand, rubbed them together, and then placed his oil coated hands onto her bare ass.
“Ummm… gmmph…” She moaned, still wriggling as he oiled up her behind.
“See, this isn’t so bad.” Randy reassured her as he rubbed the oil over her ass, watching mesmerized as her round, tanned bottom started to glisten.
His hands dug greedily into her ass, feeling every curve, clutching at how firm it was. Randy could sit and do this for hours, and he often did.
“You know, the neighbors invited us over.” He said in a matter of fact manner as he continued rubbing oil over her ass.
“Wummmf?” She lifted her head, confused.
“They very much would like to meet you.” Lisa’s ass was shimmering now.
“Ummm mmmmph!” She protested.
“I would like you to meet them too, if you can be a good girl.” He continued, looking down to see that the red marks on her ass had completely faded.
“Umm hmmmp!” She nodded, her eyes wide and pleading.
“Can you be a good girl?” He asked.
“Umm hmmm! Ummm hmm!” She nodded again, her eyes even wider.
“Hmm, I don’t know…” He rubbed her ass thoughtfully.
Randy knew she couldn’t be trusted. Lisa had spent these past few years being as defiant as possible, there was no way he could take her out to a party at the neighbors.
“I’ll think about it. In the meantime, let’s give you sometime on the vibrator, for you to think things over as well.” With Lisa still bent over his knee, he reached for the still open drawer in the table.
“Wummf? Whhttt!” She tried to reason through the gag.
“I know how you love vibrator time as much as me.” He taunted his wide-eyed captive as he retrieved the massive vibrating wand from the table. When he turned it up to full power, it kept Lisa nice and docile for an hour or two, and after that, she was usually worn out for the rest of the night.
“Ummm gmmdd mmmnnno! Mmnnn! Plssss!” She watched helpless as he held the device up for her to see.
Then Randy stopped, watching Lisa’s wide eyes, her lips pursed around the gag, and focused on the vibrator…
The vibrator kept Lisa docile…
Wheels started turning in his head.
Randy had always been good with electronics when he was a kid.
His parents would buy him those hobby kits where he would build his own circuit board or whatever.
If he hadn’t gone into law enforcement, then he probably would have been an electrician, but the idea of being a cop, a hero, was more attractive.
Girls didn’t care if you were an electrician, but being a cop, the uniform, fighting bad guys, that was the field to be in.
But maybe he could use that old electronics skill to help him with this little problem…