by Ashlee Price
He looked down and saw that he was fully erect, and it seemed like it wasn’t going anywhere. He grabbed on to himself and started to stroke. The warmth of the shower and the tightness of his grip felt amazing. He closed his eyes and imagined that he was surrounded by all that leather, it had all fallen to the floor and she was standing naked in front of him and it was her hand on his skin and not his own. His orgasm hit him hard and he had to brace himself against the wall of the shower with his other hand to catch himself before he fell. He looked down and finally his sex was deflated. A woman had never had that kind of effect on him before; especially not one that he just passed on the street.
He worked with his new buckskin more that day, trying to saddle him up. Every time he tried, the horse would just move away or rear up. He was getting nowhere. Finally he gave up for the day and decided to go for a ride on one of the other horses. He saddled up his favourite mare and headed for the trails.
He owned a decent amount of land and it provided the perfect landscape for trail riding. He went down one trail and turned right on to a different one. Eventually he came out to a ridge and stopped the mare. They sat there quietly for a while, enjoying the fresh air.
In the back of his mind Todd could still see that woman. It was like his new obsession. He had to forget about it.
It was starting to get dark so he turned the mare around and went home. He brushed her down before he went in the house for the night and closed up the barn. He lay in his bed shortly after and fell asleep.
Todd dreamt about the woman in leather that night. He could see her hips, her legs and those amazing lips. This sexual dream was different compared to his normal ones. He realized in his dream that he was laying on a large bed; the sheets under him were black. His arms were held above his head and his legs were spread apart. He couldn’t move any of his limbs. Then he saw her. She was coming out of another room and she was wearing the same outfit he had seen her in. she was holding her whip and when she was standing next to him, she ran it lightly across the skin of his bare stomach, tickling and teasing him. He wanted to reach out for her but he couldn’t move his arms.
“No, no, I'm in control.” She said in a deep gravelly voice. She lifted her arm and flicked her wrist and the end came right towards him.
Todd woke up with a start. He had thrown the blankets off in the night; he was covered in sweat and fully erect.
For the next three days, all Todd could think about was the woman. Everything he did seemed to end in her on his mind. Finally he broke down and drove in to town where he had seen her. He pulled his truck to the side of the road and parked it. It was the middle of the day and the streets were quiet, everyone at work. The first thing he wanted to do was see what the bar was like she was coming out of.
He found the door and read the sign on the roof, ‘The Tiger’s Den’. He didn’t spend a lot of time in town and he had never known this place was here. He tried to open the door but it was locked. He peered inside and all the lights were off and there was no one to be found. He saw there were the hours and some other papers posted in the window on his right so he went to read it. The bar didn’t open until 8:00 pm and closed at 3:00 am. The other papers were schedules of when the performers were on. Names like ‘Candy’, ‘Sparkle’ and ‘Sugar’ were listed as the dancers. He knew right then that this must be some kind of strip club.
All of a sudden Todd was very excited; if this list told him what the woman’s name was and when she was going to perform next, he could be here to see her. He looked at the schedule to see who had performed the night he was in town. The night in question was dubbed as ‘Dominatrix Night’. The names listed were Cassy, Jessica and the main act; Ember. He knew that was her. It had to be. It was a perfect name for the woman with the fire red hair. He looked through the list and saw that she was scheduled for that night.
Todd went home and paced around the house for the rest of the day, not getting a single thing done on the farm. That’s what he had hired hands for he supposed. Todd didn’t know what he was going to do when he saw Ember again, but he knew he had to. Maybe he would try to talk to her privately, see if maybe she’d be interested in meeting with him. It was totally out of the ordinary for him but he wanted to live that dream he had the other night. He wanted to know what it was like for Ember to be in charge.
Finally it was time to go back in to town, and he sped the whole way there. He found a parking lot close to the bar and walked down the street in the cool night air. The place was much more alive and pumping at this time of night. The sign was lit up and there was other neon colours coming from the windows. He could hear the music coming from inside and every time someone opened the door it got louder. There were a few people standing on the side walk smoking and talking loudly to each other. He walked passed them and pulled on the door handle.
Inside it was still dark, but there were small lights all over the place; as if they had white Christmas lights strung up. There were small round tables cluttered around the bar was off to the right. The music was loud and there were people everywhere. Todd made his way towards the bar ad bought himself a beer. He could see that passed the bar and the tables there was a huge stage with three different poles on it. It was lit up with spot lights and at the moment the light was tinted blue. A voice came on the microphone and announced that a dancer named Cinnamon was going to be coming out.
Todd maneuvered himself around some tables and found a seat that was a good distance away from any people. He did want to be near anyone else. The dancer came out shortly after and he watched the performance. She was very good, and the other men hooted and hollered at her. Todd did not. He was waiting for Ember.
When Cinnamon was done, the lights went out on the stage and everyone went back to talking loud and several people went up to get another drink. Todd was nursing the one beer he had and he was alright with that.
About fifteen minutes later, everyone was back in their seats and the lights were turned back up on the stage. Todd was suddenly nervous; he was finally about to see Ember again. The music started and smoke crept on to the stage from some hidden smoke machines. And there she was, walking on to the stage through the smoke. It took Todd’s eyes a minute to adjust and then she was clear as day. Her hair was down again tonight, this time it was straight and falling over her shoulders. The outfit was black leather, skin tight and shiny. It was a body suit, it had long sleeves that covered her arms, and it pulled down in a deep V at her chest and was pulled tight across her hips. Then it cut off at her upper thigh like shorts. She was wearing thigh high black boots, and covering the skin between the bottom of the body suit and the boots was black fish net stockings.
Todd could not look away.
Ember started to move across the stage, grinding her hips and dancing seductively. She grabbed on to the middle pole and threw her legs up it, letting go with her hands and sliding down until she was on the floor. She began to crawl in his direction and then their eyes met.
A spark ran through Todd’s entire body, he felt it from his forehead to the tip of his toes. His skin was tingling. He stared in to the dark eyes and he saw a brief flicker of what looked like shock, as if she had felt it too. She recovered quickly and continued her dance. Every time she came towards the part of the stage that he was closest to, she would meet his eyes; he would stare back every time. It became almost a game. She started to smile a little when she would look at him, the sides of her mouth turning up in a way that turned him on more than her dance.
At the end of her number, as she was walking away, she threw her hair over her shoulder to look at him again and she winked. Todd stayed at the bar the entire night, buying a beer every hour or so to keep the bartender happy. When the place closed down, he moved outside and waited there. He stood near the door but not too close so that anyone would notice he was there. He paced back and forth, waiting for Ember to come out.
The door opened but it was just the bartender. He went in the other direction and didn�
��t even see Todd standing there. A few minutes after that the door opened again and a couple of the other dancer came out. Neither of them paid any attention to him. It was getting to be the early hours of the day now and Todd had been waiting for a good two hours. Finally the door opened one last time and she emerged.
She was still wearing her work outfit, but she had thrown a red cardigan over top. It added to the sexiness and he was happy that she was warm. She noticed him right away and stopped walking. She walked a little closer to him and stood there but didn’t say anything. Todd was staring at her mouth, wanting so bad to know what it felt like on his own. She bit her lip, and damn wasn’t that sexy.
Todd could feel the sexual tension in the air, and it wasn’t only coming from him. She was attracted to him and he knew it.
“What’s your name?” She said finally. Her voice wasn’t as deep as it was in his dream, but it was just as sexy; smooth and silky.
“Todd.” He replied.
“Hello Todd, I’m –”
“You're Ember, I know.” He said before she could finish.
“Actually, it’s Amber. Ember is just my stage name. Listen, do you want to come to my place for a drink? I don’t know what it is about you, but I can’t seem to walk away.”
“Absolutely.” Was all he said.
She began to walk and he caught up with her and matched her speed. They went a short distance and then turned on to another street. About half way down, she walked up a driveway and unlocked the front door of a little brick bungalow. She opened the door wide and walked in ahead of him. He followed her as she flicked lights on. It was a nice home; the decor was modern and tasteful. She led the way in to the kitchen and sat down on a stool on one side of the little breakfast nook. He took a stool on the opposite side.
“What would you like to drink?” she asked him.
“Whatever you're having is fine with me.”
Amber got up and pulled her coffee maker away from the wall. He watched her put the filter in and measure the grinds; then she poured in the water and turned it on. Seconds later the sweet aroma of coffee filled the room. She poured them both a cup and they added the cream and sugar to their liking.
They sat and talked for a while; about all kinds of things. He told her about his farm and the rodeo and the horse he couldn’t break. She told him about moving to the town from the other side of the country and her sister that lived down the street. The one thing they didn’t talk about was her work, and that was what Todd was most curious about.
“So,” he said, “is the whole dominatrix thing just for work?”
She looked kind of embarrassed at his question and he kind of regretted asking. Then she said “I might have a little experience.”
“More than I've got.” He half said to himself.
When Todd looked back at Amber, she no longer looked embarrassed. Instead, her face was wearing a hot and sultry expression. She lowered her lids and leaned in towards him on her elbows so that he had a great view of her cleavage. “Are you looking to gain some more experience?”
Todd was instantly hard in his jeans. It took him a minute to compose himself before he could answer her.
“I could be in to that.” Was what he said.
Amber got up from her stool and came around the counter towards him. She leaned down a little and grabbed his hand, pulling him up. She walked out of the kitchen and led him down a hallway. He looked in to the rooms as they passed and saw one that must be her bedroom, the blankets were still messy from the night before, then there was a bathroom with a huge shower in it and then there was what she must use as a spare room. It was very clean and the bed was made up nicely.
They came to the end of the hallway, to a door on the left. She opened it slowly and he took in the whole room. It was painted a deep red, with the same wood floor as throughout the rest of the house. There was a huge black bed in the middle of the room with the same sheets on it that he had dreamt about, and no blankets. Over to the right was a couple of dressers, all kinds of toys lined the tops and he guessed that was what was in the drawers as well. He saw some whips, crops, clamps and rope. To the left, the wall was covered in even more instruments that would be used on someone. There was a spot with two four blocks of wood sticking out as if two were to stand on and two were to hold on to with your hands. There were a couple of different chains hanging there, along with some things he had no idea what they were used for.
He walked around the room, and instead of being shocked or disgusted or even scared, he was so turned on he was being pinched by his zipper. He finished his tour and then stood in the middle of the room. Amber was watching him, and he looked at her.
“Let’s do it.” he said.
She didn’t say anything back; she just walked over to him, put her palms on his chest and started to push. He backed up until he couldn’t go any further and the back of his knees gave out and he was lying on the bed. Amber climbed on top of him and her fire red hair fell over her shoulders and acted as a curtain around his face.
She brought her lips so close to his that if he was to move half an inch they would be touching, but he didn’t move. She lowered her head more, but she didn’t kiss him like he was expecting, instead she sucking his bottom lip in to her mouth and bit it lightly. This made him groan deep in his throat and his hips thrust forward on their own. When she let go of his lip, he could taste her and she tasted oh so sweet.
Todd tried to lift his hands to her body but before he could touch her she grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them above his head.
“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.
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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.
