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EMMA
The ride from Travis Point to the men’s ranch was several hours in duration. The exact length I was unsure of, but it felt interminable. I was sore...there, from the spanking, but also inside where my maidenhead used to be. They'd permitted me to button up the front of my dress so I appeared to the stage driver and any passerby that I was a modest, demure woman, although I now knew better.
Kane had insisted I ride upon his lap as it was horses only from Travis Point on. I'd objected at first, but he'd placed me sideways across his muscular thighs and the discomfort wasn't as terrible. He'd held me securely in the circle of his arms, the sway of the animal lulling me. I shouldn't have found comfort as I was, but I did.
The side of my face rested against his chest and I could hea
