by Ashlee Price
“Keep them there.” She demanded. He obeyed.
Amber got off of him and began to remove his clothes, pulling off his pants, his sweater, and his shirt. She was still wearing her leather, and she had removed the cardigan she had on over top. She definitely didn’t have to worry about being cold in here.
She climbed on top of him again and sat her beautiful ass on his lower belly. Slowly she started to pull off all of that black leather. Her body was amazing, the skin stretched across her flat stomach was pale and perfect, and when she exposed her breasts, they were perfect round and heavy with tight pink nipples. She shimmied out of her body suit and he could see that her sex was swollen and waiting for him to be inside of her.
He tried to reach up to touch her again and she dug her nails in to his ribs and said “hands.” He immediately put them back above his head. He hated that he couldn’t touch her or control what was happening, but it was also a huge turn on.
Amber lowered her head again and this time she did kiss him. Fire spread all through his body, her kiss making his body so hot. She licked at his bottom lip and he opened his mouth slightly to let her in. She took advantage of it and stroked the inside of his mouth with her tongue. The invasion was more than enjoyed and he met her tongue with hers. As they continued to kiss, she lifted her body and reached in between her legs to position his sex at just the right spot for her to be able to lower herself on to him.
She started to do that, and then she stopped. She did that a few times, teasing him until he ached to feel her over more than just his head. Finally with one fast movement, she took all of him in to her. He gasped at her tightness, before she had even started to move. When he lifted her hips slightly and brought them back down, he groaned again but louder; he let out a curse word as she did it again.
She started out slow, matching her pace to the lazy sweeps of her tongue in his mouth. When she broke the kiss and sat up straighter, the pace picked up. She placed her hands on his pectorals and dug her long red fingernails in to his skin. The bite of pain mixed with the sexual pleasure was enough to put him over the edge. He stiffened up, his abdominal muscled going rigid, getting ready for his release when all of a sudden she stopped moving.
She leaned down and kissed him again, back to her lazy strokes. He backed away from the edge of orgasm and she started to move again. Faster and faster she slammed her body on to his. Then she watched as she stuck her middle finger in her mouth and pulled it out ever so slowly. She brought it down to between her legs and started to massage herself as she moved on top of him. She closed her eyes and began to moan lightly. She called out the instant she climaxed and that brought him over the edge to his own release. They orgasmed together, her still moving on top of him and him filling her up; she only stopped moving when they were both done riding out the waves of pleasure.
A little while later, Amber gave him a kiss as he was walking out the door. “Next time we could try some toys; if you want there to be a next time that is.” She winked at him.
“Damn right there’s going to be a next time.” He kissed her again and started walking back to the bar to get his truck, looking back at her once more as she was closing the door.
~
Todd started to visit Amber on a regular basis. He would go in and watch her dance and go back to her house with her. He was introduced to the dominatrix side of her more and more each time he went.
He was nervous to tell anyone what he was doing, his brother or his men. He didn’t want them to know that he was seeing a dom. In his mind it made him less of a man, no matter how much he, and her, liked it. He continued to work with his buck skin; he decided to call him Ash. It reminded him of Amber, and it was well suited.
Still, he had no luck with the horse. He tried all of his tricks and Ash refused; rearing up and bucking to avoid the saddle. He got so frustrated that he was even talking to Amber about it.
“I cannot break him. No matter what I do, he won’t settle.”
Amber didn’t know much about horses, she had told him she did lessons when she was young and enjoyed to ride but nothing much more than that.
“Maybe you should try something new.” She said.
“You tried something new with me; maybe a different way will work with him too.”
Todd took her advice and tried some new techniques. Being a little more gentle with Ash and taking it slower; compared to his rough ‘his way or no way’ attitude. He had to give her credit because it did work better than what he was trying, but he still couldn’t get the saddle on him.
One night, after spending an hour and a half in Amber’s ‘playroom’ as he liked to call it, he was talking to her about Ash again. Suddenly she was very quiet and seemed to be looking everywhere but at him.
“What’s the matter?” He asked her; worried he had said something wrong. He was having a lot of fun with her and didn’t want to ruin it.
“Nothing,” she said quietly, “Just thinking.”
“About what?” he prodded.
“We’ve been seeing each other a couple times a week for almost two months, but I have never been to your house. I know we aren’t dating, but it felt like maybe things were getting more serious.”
Her words made Todd nervous. He really liked her, but he had never thought much about getting too serious. And he wanted to tell her that he didn’t bring any girls to his house but he didn’t want to make it worse. “Do you want things to be more serious?” he asked after a few minutes.
“Only if that’s what you want.”
Todd thought about it for a minute and thought maybe he should take her advice and try something new. He was doing a lot of that lately, and he really did like her. Every time she touched him a shiver ran up his spine, and when their lips met his body felt like it was up in flames and when she smiled that smile at him his heart skipped a beat.
“I think that’s what I want.” He smiled at her.
Amber came closer to him and kissed his lips; the heat spread through him. She then stood up and started to walk down the hall way. She stopped at the playroom and looked to him. Todd was immediately on his feet and following her like a lost puppy. He closed the door behind them and she went to a dresser and started to look for something in a drawer. He stood waiting for instruction.
“Take off your clothes and lay down on the bed.” She demanded. He obeyed. She came over and tied a length of black silk around each wrist and each ankle. The then tied the other ends to the posts of the bed. When he was fully tied down and couldn’t go anywhere, she left the room.
Todd lay on the bed alone in the room for what seemed like hours. He knew she would come back at some point, so his body was ready for her. He lifted his head and looked at his erection laying across his belly, hard as a rock and aching for some attention. Just then the door opened and Amber came in.
Todd’s mouth dropped open when he saw what she was wearing. It was a bright red leather body suit with long sleeves and legs that covered most of her body. It was skin tight and looked amazing on her curvaceous body. Her breasts were completely showing, the red leather having two perfect sized holes for her breasts to go through. They were plump and heavy and her nipples were high and he could see she was aroused because they were so tight. There was one other hole in her suit, and that started at her pelvis bone and went between her legs and showed off her amazing ass. Looking at her made his sex twitch, begging to be touched.
Amber went over to the dressers again and pulled out something small with a handle. She got closer and he saw that it was a riding crop, but it was different than the ones he saw some people use. Instead of having a full piece of leather on the end, it was a bunch of small strips all together.
Amber didn’t wait for anything; she pulled her arm back and let the strips of leather smack across Todd’s chest. The sharp pain made him inhale deeply, and turned him on even more; his hips lifting off of the bed.
Amber pulled back and did it again. He moaned deep and his hips lifted
again. He wished he could move, reach out for her, touch himself, anything, but he was securely on the bed.
Amber walked to the bed and climbed on top of him, being careful not to touch his sex. She lifted the crop again and Todd prepared himself for the sting. She didn’t hit him with it this time, instead she lightly drug the tips of the leather across his chest, up his arms, up his neck. This hurt more than when she whipped him with it; teasing him until he could barely stand it. She lifted her hips and positioned his sex on her core. She lifted her arm and whipped him with the crop at the same time she took him in to her.
Todd moaned loudly and tried his best to keep still. He was already so close to orgasm, he didn’t want to release until she told him to.
Amber stared to move, rocking her hips against his and taking him in and out of her. She was teasing him again with the ends of the crop and then she whipped his chest. She continued to do that, over and over; all the while rocking those amazing hips of hers. She picked up the pace his breathing started to get heavier. She could see that he was close to orgasm, so she leaned down and whispered in his ear “finish for me, I know you want to.” Then she lifted her arm again and slapped the crop across his chest. When it made contact, Todd climaxed hard. He moaned as she continued to move on him, milking his orgasm. Then she started her own, whipping him again. They moved together now, riding out the ends of their climaxes.
Todd spent the night with Amber that night, sleeping in her room for the very first time.
~
A few days later, Todd finally brought amber to his house. He did everything by the book. He cooked dinner; spaghetti and garlic bread, and he even tried to make dessert. He burnt the cake though so he bought one in town. He drove to her house and picked her up, she was wearing a blue summer dress and her hair was down and curly. She was beautiful. He brought her flowers and she loved them. They ate dinner and talked about everything; then he gave her a tour of the entire farm. He told her about his horses and about some of the best rodeo stories he had. They saddled up a couple of his horses and he took her for a ride along his property line. When they got back, he showed her Ash.
“He’s beautiful.” She breathed when she saw him.
‘I love the colours.”
“Yeah, he’s a pretty boy, but stubborn as a bull.”
Amber opened the gate and began to walk in to the ring with Ash.
“That’s probably not a great idea.” Todd warned.
“He’s kind of a jerk.”
She smiled at him, “Maybe he just needs a woman’s touch. After all, that’s what you needed.
Amber walked right up to Ash and he didn’t flinch or move away from her. She reached up his tall neck and began to stroke his head and scratch behind his ears. Ash leaned in closer to her asking for more.
“This is amazing. He never let me do that.” Todd was impressed.
Amber started to move down his neck and spread her arms across his back. She moved even more and patted him on his hip, talking to him in a low voice the entire time. Ash continued to stand in the same spot, looking almost like he could take a nap, he was so relaxed.
Amber noticed the saddle pad hanging on the fence and grabbed it. She spread it out and laid it across Ash’s back. He didn’t move. Then she grabbed the saddle and lifted it on to his back with the pad.
Todd couldn’t believe his eyes. The horse he had spent weeks and weeks of time on was standing in front of him with a full saddle on his back. Amber was a miracle woman, she really was. She slowly took the saddle and the pad off of Ash and hung them back where they were. She gave him one last pat on the neck and came back out of the ring.
“See, all he needed was a woman’s touch.” She laughed.
Todd couldn’t help himself; he scooped her up in to his arms and kissed her hard. He carried her in to the house and made love to her like he had never made love to any other woman. And this time, there was no condom.
~THE END~
The Cowboy’s Seed
“Ready? Smile!” Shania held her finger down on the trigger of her camera so it would take multiple shots of the smiling mother with her sleeping new born. This was the second baby shoot she had done today, mix that with a pregnancy shoot and she was definitely tired.
She finished up with the mother and once she was gone with her little bundle of joy, Shania went right to her computer to look at the photos she had captured. She smiled to herself as she scrolled through them; the client was definitely going to love these. When the screen started to get fuzzy from exhaustion she closed down the programs and decided to start the editing process tomorrow. She twisted around in her desk chair so she was facing her studio but she didn’t get up. She sat for a minute and just looked around.
Shania grew up in a small town on the outskirts of New York City. Her and her parents and her younger sister had a quiet life in a small bungalow, her father was a mechanic at a local shop and her mother was the librarian at the public school. Shania had a picture perfect childhood and when she graduated high school she knew exactly what she wanted to do. She took a photography certificate at the local college and then opened her own studio, working out of her parent’s basement.
Her life was good, she was doing what she loved and she was damn good at it, but somehow she couldn’t help but feel like her life was boring. Living and working in the same small town her whole life, doing photography shoots of pregnant woman, new mothers, engagements and weddings. Sometimes she had inkling in the back of her mind that she could be doing so much more, using her skills in a different way. She always brushed it off when she was feeling like that. She was happy.
She finally got out of her chair and walked towards the door. Shutting off all the lights and locking the door, she headed out in to the warm July night. She walked around the building and in to the front of the house where her mother and father were sitting in the living room watching the news.
“Hi Sweetie, how was your day today?” Her mother glanced at her before focusing on the TV once again.
“It was good, tiring.” She replied as she plopped herself in to her favourite chair.
Her mother didn’t reply, just kept watching the news. Shania watched her mother’s face and the little expressions she made when bad news or happy news was reported. Her mother was beautiful, she had long red hair that had just recently begun to show a few grey hairs, and eyes that anyone would get lost in they were so blue. She had a fair amount of freckles scattered across her face and her skin was white and perfect. Shania always wished she would look like her mother but she wasn’t so lucky. It was her little sister Candice who got the red hair and blue eyes.
Shania got her colouring from her father. She switched her focus to look at him. He had dark brown hair that was still very thick, not a grey hair showing and no sign of balding which she supposed was good. He was a tall man; just over 6 feet and he had a darker complexion than her mother had his skin very olive. His eyes were dark green, the same ones she looked at in the mirror every day. She knew she was beautiful, but not as beautiful as her sister or her mother.
She stood up and said her good nights to her parents and headed to her room. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was fast asleep.
~
The next day, Shania spent her time in the studio going over the photos from the three shoots the previous day. She had gotten some really great ones that she knew the clients would love. She went through and edited some, changing the colour to black and white, cropping out the baby to look like it was sleeping on a flower and anything else the mothers had said they wanted to be done. She didn’t book any appointments for that day because she liked to get all of the editing done on her previous projects before taking on new ones.
By the end of the day she was done with two of the client’s pictures and just had some finishing touches to do on the final one. She would do those before she left the next day and send them off to the client. The next day was Saturday and she had a wedding to shoot.
The wedding was beautiful, the bride was gorgeous and the groom cried as she came down the aisle. Shania captured it all. The colours for the wedding party were black and white and she knew that the pictures were going to turn out perfect.
She was off on the side lines of the reception, scrolling through the pictures she had taken on her camera. She felt someone come up behind her and look at the pictures over her shoulder. She didn’t usually allow that, because she wanted to be able to see them all and make them perfect before anyone could see, but she didn’t say anything. She figured it was someone related to the couple.
“You take beautiful pictures.” The deep voice came from behind her and made her jump. She didn’t recognize the voice at all.
She let her camera hang on her neck and turned around. The man standing behind her was not part of the wedding and she had never seen him before.
“Thank you.” She said awkwardly as she started to walk away.
He grabbed her arm before she could leave and said; “Wait, let me introduce myself.” She turned around and let him talk.
“My name is Andrew Smith; I am the editor of Life Style Magazine.”
Abruptly Shania was super nervous. Life Style Magazine was huge magazine made out of New York City. She often bought one and admired the beautiful photographs inside.
“Wow, it’s so nice to meet you! What are you doing here?” She looked around the room.
“The groom is my cousin; we were close growing up so I figured I’d better come. Listen, I saw your pictures and they are really great. We have a job opening coming up for a photographer, take my card and call me if you're interested. You’ve definitely got what it takes.” With that, he walked away and left Shania in a daze for the rest of the night.
Did that actually just happen? Did the editor of a hugely famous magazine just tell her she has enough talent to take pictures for them? She kept reaching in to her pocket to see if his business card really was there. It was. Maybe this is what she has been waiting for, her big break. Her dream job, just handed to her. It must be too good to be true.