by Hayes, Emily
Hmmm, should I bother with that last line? It’s not Christmas for another month. Katrina squinted her eyes and pondered the closing sentence. With a click-clack of the keyboard, she backspaced her cursor, removing the words. Pausing to read her edits, she finally decided to re-type the last line after all.
Leaning back in her chair, she gave her Ruby profile one last review before hitting the “live” button. A notification appeared, welcoming Katrina to the site, letting her know that she could now begin searching other profile members.
A smile of excitement crossed her face as she rubbed her hands together with anticipation.
Okay! Let’s get started and see what’s out there. Taking a deep breath, Katrina began to explore the Ruby dating site. She clicked on the “Members” tab, which brought her to a page filled with thumbnail images. As her cursor scanned over the pictures, the images increased in size. To choose a member, Katrina only had to click on their photo, which then brought up their stats and profile summary.
Gosh, there are so many women on here, so many choices! I don’t even know where to start. Feeling a bit overwhelmed, Katrina decided to hone her search to include only women who lived in L.A., and she adjusted the age category to narrow in on women who fell between twenty-five to forty years old.
Okay, that’s better; more of a focused group. There are so many femmes on here, though! Where are my butches?
Katrina continued to scan the thumbnails in search of members. She decided to take the hunt one step closer and adjusted the geographical settings to West Hollywood. With this action, Katrina was pleased to see fewer squares appear on the screen, making it easier to decipher the faces and allowing for options that were more suited to Katrina’s area.
“Oh, she looks interesting! Hello ‘MickLix,’ let’s learn more about you,” Katrina muttered under her breath,
clicking on the image to enlarge the profile. In the top corner was a tab labeled “View More Photos.” She clicked on the option, which brought Katrina to a photo album, displaying more pictures.
The more Katrina saw, the more intrigued she became.
“Well, aren’t you a handsome stud, look at those dreads!
And that frame looks so strong.” She leaned in to read MickLix’s physical stats, “Six foot one, 250 pounds. Wow, impressive.”
Katrina loved the idea of a large woman who could overpower her. While Katrina’s body was curvy, she only stood just over five feet tall. She was told that she had impressive curves, ample hips, and a thick bum that tapered off into a smaller waist. Katrina liked to refer to herself as a “petite and juicy pear with enough juice to quench any desire.” Katrina was on the hunt for a woman who was thirsty enough to savor her flavor, and MickLix was piquing her curiosity.
Just go for it, Katrina, she encouraged herself. With excitement bubbling in her gut, she decided to send MickLix a direct message.
Hi, MickLix! I noticed you here on Ruby, and I wanted to say hi! I think your profile is really cute.
As soon as Katrina typed the greeting, she immediately felt self-conscious. Oh my god, girl! As if you just said
“really cute.” You sound like a fifteen-year-old with a high school crush. She only spent a minute lamenting her choice of words when she received a reply.
Hi, KatrinaBae14. Thanks for your message. You’re pretty cute yourself. Whatchu up to 2nite?
Whoa, what? Did she seriously just message me back now? What do I do? MickLix's response caught Katrina off guard, as she wasn't expecting to hear back so quickly.
Katrina breathed in deeply, calming herself. She took a few minutes to collect her thoughts before writing back as not to appear too eager.
Aw, thanks. You are too sweet! I'm just relaxing at home while my son is sleeping. What about u?
MickLix replied, Just chilling. I have the night off work. I am new to Ruby, so I thought I would explore the site, lol.
Katrina read the message and grinned. Leaning over her keyboard, she typed, Me too! I just signed up tonight. You are the first person I am talking too, haha.
Katrina waited for a response from MickLix. There was nothing immediate. Hmmm, she thought to herself. Did I say the right thing? Maybe that came off too boring?
Katrina minimized the message window and continued to peruse the other profiles. But she didn't notice any images that caught her attention.
Suddenly, her message window flashed, indicating a new message from MickLix. With anticipation, Katrina clicked on the tab to reveal the text. Well, I am flattered to hear that, lol. Whereabouts in L.A. do you live?
Katrina typed, West Hollywood. How about you?
MickLix replied, Same. Do you know the nightclub, Lix?
Katrina replied, Yeah, of course-who doesn't? I haven't been, though. Too busy being a mom, lol.
MickLix came back, Well, I am not far from there. I've been in that area for close to eighteen years.
Katrina smiled. Huh, it seems like we have a bit in common already. Feeling a bit more brazen, she decided to kick up the conversation a notch. That's cool! So, have you met anyone in person on here yet, or are you just interested in chatting online?
Katrina noticed an ellipses icon, indicating that MickLix was typing a response. Up until now, I haven't found anyone I was interested in meeting in person ;). Plus, I work a lot of nights, so it might be hard for me.
This information piqued Katrina's interest. Oh yeah? I work nights sometimes too. Where do you work?
Suddenly, there was a pause in the frequency of messages. Katrina furrowed her brow as she found herself
becoming slightly impatient. Man, that's the trouble with these online chats. We get so used to instant responses that when there is a break, it's hard to know if it's because the other person doesn't want to talk or what? Damn…
Katrina crumbled in her chair as her shoulders sagged.
She turned her head to her bedroom door to see if she could hear anything from Jackson's room. After about five minutes, she noticed the flashing light.
MickLix had typed, I work as a manager in a night club.
What do you do?
Katrina was becoming more excited about the messages she was receiving from MickLix that she didn't think to ask about the club's name. She typed back, By day, I work as a receptionist in a plastic surgery clinic, but my hours were cut last month. So to fill in the gaps, I work part-time as a bartender.
MickLix replied immediately. Oh, that's cool! A fellow night owl, lol. I like that! Katrina grinned at Mick's response. While Katrina had never considered herself a night person before working at Minx, she was glad to read that MickLix felt there was a commonality between them.
Chewing on her lip, Katrina then asked, Do you have any kids? I have one, a six-year-old named Jackson.
MickLix answered, I don’t have any kids myself, but I like kids. IDK, if the situation were right, I would consider having a family for sure.
Katrina bobbed her head enthusiastically. Yes! A butch dyke that likes kids. Score! One of Katrina’s concerns was that she was worried that women without children might not want to date her. She beamed at MickLix’s answer, and it made her feel more at ease.
Cool! Kids are a lot of work, and it’s a never-ending job, lol. But they are also the greatest gift from the Universe. At least Jackson is, in my opinion. Even though Katrina wanted to lead messages in a more flirtatious direction, she couldn’t help but express pride in her son.
MickLix typed, That sounds nice. I come from a big family, although most of them live in Jamaica. It’d be nice to have a young one running around, even if I end up only being an Auntie.
Katrina laughed to herself. Family was important to her as well, so it was nice to read that they shared those values. But Katrina was becoming restless with their PG
talk. With Jackson asleep, she knew she had this time to herself, and she wanted to make the most of it with some explicit chat of a more adult-related nature.
So tell me, MickLix, what do yo
u love about being a Top?
Katrina punctuated her sentence with a wink emoji, hoping to entice MickLix to share something titillating. While waiting for a response, Katrina bit her thumbnail, a subconscious habit she had developed whenever she became impatient.
After less than a minute—that seemed much longer to Katrina—MickLix responded.
Lots of things, lol. I love seeing a woman enjoying herself, lost in pleasure. I also like being in charge and taking control. *wink emoji* Do you like the sound of that KatrinaBae14?
Katrina grinned and softly laughed to herself. Katrina mulled over the perfect words, before replying, I do, MickLix. *smiley face* It’s almost as if you already know what I like. I must admit, I’m a sucker for a sexy butch who knows what to do with hot-blooded femme like me!
MickLix answered, Well, I won’t know for sure unless I actually get to meet you in person. Every woman’s spirit and body are unique!
Katrina’s eyes narrowed as she read the text. To her, it seemed as though MickLix might ask her on a date, but she wasn’t sure. Maybe it was just flirtatious banter? Katrina needed to find out, but she didn’t want to come off too pushy. Besides, she enjoyed being chased.
With my hectic schedule, it can be hard to pin me down, but I’m usually free earlier in the week, like Mondays and Tuesdays, kind of thing. Katrina wanted her answer to sound suggestive and not too eager, hoping that MickLix would take the hint.
MickLix responded almost immediately. That sounds a lot like my schedule! I am glad to hear that we already have some things in common.
“Come on, MickLix, that’s your cue to ask me out on a Monday or Tuesday! What are you waiting for?” Katrina whispered to herself.
As though MickLix could hear her, Katrina received a second message within seconds of receiving the first. So, at the risk of sounding too forward, would you like to meet in person next Monday? Maybe we could have dinner or a drink?
“Definitely not too forward; that sounds awesome,” she said excitedly. Now, it was Katrina’s turn to make MickLix sweat a bit. While she was excited at the chance of meeting her online suitor, she also wanted to be a bit playful.
Turning to look at the digital clock on her nightstand, she waited until a full minute had passed before replying.
Satisfied that she had created a bit of mystery, she finally typed her answer, I just checked my schedule and yup, I have that date free; Monday, December 1, right?
MickLix answered, Yup, that’s the night! Cool, so if you are down, let’s meet at 8:00 pm at Kamal’s. It’s an Indian restaurant on Santa Monica Boulevard. Does that sound, okay?
Gazing at her monitor, Katrina smiled widely and nodded to herself. Affirmative. She liked Indian food, although she wasn’t keen on anything too spicy. But she recognized the restaurant, passing it regularly while driving to her jobs.
I like that idea *smiley face* Sounds like a plan! Katrina thought for a moment before adding, By the way, here is my number, just in case. 213-706-4598. As much as she wanted
to continue chatting online with MickLix, she knew that she needed to get to bed soon. It was already close to midnight, and she had to be at the plastic surgery office in the morning.
I look forward to meeting you, MickLix! I should be going now, though. Let’s keep in touch and connect again soon.
MickLix replied, Good to chat with you too, KatrinaBae14. Sleep well, and yeah, let’s talk again, even just to confirm for next week. Later!
Since it’s already Tuesday night, their date was less than a week away. Katrina made a mental note to check Ruby in a few days and confirm plans with MickLix.
Excitement bubbled inside of her as she began to prepare for bed.
I have a good feeling about this. She seems like a dope chick so far. Gee, I even scored a date on my very first try of using Ruby. Maybe Queenie was actually on to something!
7
Mickey hit the power button on her laptop, shutting down the system. Her heart was thumping in her chest. Wow, that went well! She seems like a nice woman, and her hair is beautiful. I wonder if she will like spicy dishes like me?
Mickey replayed the Ruby messages from the evening in her head. It’s crazy how we have a similar schedule too! I don’t think I know very many datable women who share the same days off. Feels like a good sign so far.
As she lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling, Mickey’s mind began to wander. She felt a twinge of anxiety grow in her chest. While many people would describe Mickey as strong and reassured, she felt she lacked confidence once outside of her role at Lix. In particular, Mickey was self-conscious when it came to sex.
As a butch Top, Mickey could easily hide her inhibitions by focusing purely on a lover’s intimate pleasure. When it came to oral sex, Mickey knew she was skilled in that area.
Based on the favorable responses Mickey had received while between someone’s legs, there was little doubt that she lacked technique or desire. That, and she also possessed a strong strap-on game.
Mickey could make a woman cum within minutes, and she didn’t stop there. But when it came to her own climax, Mickey held back. She rarely felt comfortable letting go at the hands (or mouth) of a femme, and she found it difficult to reach an orgasm as a receiver.
Mickey had played at Lix in the past, but there were many times that she felt more performative than physically present during her sex and kink scenes. And as a fixture of the business, Mickey knew that people were watching her.
To combat her nerves, she found her power seat in giving the guests (and her playmates) what they wanted, which pleased many voyeuristic eyes. But to maintain her distance, she implemented two rules: she would never let anyone touch her at Lix and no dating of any Lix guests or employees.
Neither of these stipulations were anything enforced by the owner, Quinn. Mickey knew of many staff members who partook in the carnal pleasures found inside of Lix without issue. And while Mickey didn’t want to judge her coworkers, she felt it was important to maintain certain limits even if she seemed to be the only person who appeared to have these boundaries.
The tricky part was being able to let go once she was outside of Lix, but for some reason, this sexual block seemed to follow her during her off-hours. It was as though she conditioned herself so thoroughly to behave like a service Top that she didn’t know how to switch off. And Mickey was also aware that many femmes, at least the ones she had encountered, were bottoms or receivers themselves. They never seemed to push her when she preferred to keep her own underwear on during sex. On a superficial level, it seemed easier for everyone involved to remain in this comfortable role than to push herself out of her comfort zone.
However, under the surface, frustration was growing inside of Mickey. She knew that she could only maintain
this bubble for so long until a lover became bored or until Mickey herself felt that she might be stringing someone along. But she was at a loss of how to let down her guard, let alone within a suitable environment that was not related to her work. She knew that taking a step towards dating might give her the push she needed to break free of her hang-ups. Mickey didn’t want to get ahead of herself, but she felt a date with KatrinaBae14 could be a step in the right direction.
All in due time, Mickey. No need to rush. First, you need to meet this woman in person. Who knows? Maybe you won't have any chemistry, and your worry will be for nothing. This soothing self-talk seemed to calm Mickey as she drifted off to sleep.
MICKEY FOUND herself inside the Grand Ballroom of Lix, but she couldn't recall how she got there. She felt as though she was swimming in slow motion as a sea of guests drifted past her; some of the faces were more recognizable while others were a complete blur.
Mickey looked down from where she was standing. She noticed a large red dildo between her legs, which was harnessed around her hips. Mickey saw that she was positioned at the foot of the giant bed that had welcomed many an orgy. Instinctively, she grabbed the silicon cock in her hand, feeling powerful and pro
ud. Colors and shapes seemed to swirl around her, and for a few seconds, Mickey found it difficult to decipher the details of her surroundings clearly.
Then, she heard her name; a whisper that first appeared in her ear, but Mickey tuned in and the sound seemed to materialize around her. She glanced down at the bed's
surface and noticed two women positioned on all fours, looking back at Mickey from behind.
“Mickey, hey, Mickey! Pick me first. Don't you want this hot, sweet pussy?” The female bodies seemed to be fighting for Mickey's attention, beckoning her to penetrate them.
“No, pick me instead. I can suck your cock so good. Let's give them a show, Mickey.”
Bent over side by side with their ample behinds front and center, the two women were mouthing words that seemed to echo throughout the Grand Ballroom. They looked back over their shoulders and then at each other.
The kneeling bodies reached out to caress each other's faces and hair, leaning towards one another for a kiss. To Mickey, one of the women looked like her ex-girlfriend, Thandie.
The person who resembled Thandie twisted her body behind so that she met Mickey's eyes. Smiling, she opened her mouth, revealing a long, outstretched tongue that looked like a snake. Mickey's eye's widened as she recoiled in horror. The Thandie look-alike unleashed a wicked laugh and turned her body all of the way around so that she was completely facing Mickey, kneeling in front of her with Mickey's silicon cock at her eye-level.
The Sapphic succubus reached her hands towards Mickey’s dildo, grabbing it firmly. Mickey sighed with pleasure, feeling her cunt pulsate with a warm, throbbing sensation. The second woman on the bed, who had been facing the wall, also turned around. Both faces were now looking eagerly at Mickey, hungry with desire.
With the Thandie facsimile gripping her cock, Mickey suddenly had this incredible urge to fuck both women.