Free The Dominant Cowboy by Johnathan Bishop

couldn't pull out of them. As he tugged on them to test them,
Amanda could feel the moisture building between her legs. "Stand
up." Billy attached the ankle cuffs to her ankles, again making
sure she couldn't pull out of them. Once the ankle cuffs were
secure he softly ran his finger up her leg, feeing her moisture
that was already there. He carefully guided her across the room to
the St. Andrew's cross and attached her wrist and ankles. Amanda
sighed as the links clicked in place. She could feel the
anticipation in the air. They both needed this night. She relaxed
against the boards anticipating what he would use on her. She heard
the music turn on, and could tell by the music what kind of mood
Billy was in. She shivered in anticipation. This kind of music
usually meant he was in a little bit of a rough mood, and since it
had been so long she was ready for that herself.

She could hear Billy selecting what he would use on her. He would
comment under his breath and she had to hold back a giggle
listening to him. Billy started with a light weight flogger, to
warm up both him and her. His strokes were sure and just hard
enough to turn her backside a light shade of pink. After a few
minutes of the light flogger he switched to a heavier one. Amanda
sighed as the sensations went through her body. She started to
relax a little more, feeling her tension slip away with each smack
of the flogger. Billy switched to a leather strap that he always
enjoyed using on her. The first hit was a shock, but then she just
let herself feel. She started to drift into that special place
Billy always took her when they played. It always left her feeling
as if she was floating outside of herself and watching what was
happening to her.

"Color?" Billy questioned, as he could tell she was starting to
space.

"Green Sir."

Billy continued to use the strap for a few more strokes, and then
switched to the paddle. This paddle could be used for just
sensation or for a true punishment, the last time he used it on
her, it was a punishment. One she didn't forget quickly. This time
he didn't use the paddle so harshly, he just used it for some
sensation. The first smack from the paddle had her flinching. She
knew which paddle he had in his hand. She just hoped it wasn't used
the same way it was the last time. She felt the next hit and
relaxed, he wasn't going to beat her ass with it this time.

"Color?"

"Green still, Sir."

Billy continued to paddle her for a few minutes, by now her
backside was a nice shade of pink, just starting to turn red. Billy
walked close to her and gently stroked his hand down her back. Not
wanting to break the contact of the scene, he reached around in
front of her. Taking both of her breast in his hands, he began to
kneed and pull on them. He knew this was something she enjoyed. He
could feel and hear her breathing quicken at his touch. He could
smell her scent too. He knew she was very aroused. He continued to
pull and pinch, hearing her breathing getting harder, knowing he
was sending her farther onto the edge. He leaned close and gently
kissed her neck and ear, keeping the contact light.

Billy reached down and grabbed the nipple clamps he had sitting on
the side. Carefully he placed the clamps on her nipples making sure
they weren't too tight, but tight enough for her to feel them. He
tugged on the chain hanging between them, and smiled at her
moan.

"Yes little one, I know you like that." Billy whispered in her ear.
He continued to tug and caress her breast, causing Amanda to wiggle
a little. Billy continued to touch her while he got out of his
jeans. Once he was free of them, he undid her ankles so that he
could pull her hips back a little. He slowly entered her from
behind, all the while playing with her nipples and breast. He
slowly stroked in and out of her, feeling her walls clenching
against his hard throbbing cock. He continued to stroke her,
getting a little faster and harder. He could tell she was getting
closer to an