Page 5 of Rebellion

Yipee Ki Yi Yay

Behind me stood a walkingkinky cowboy cliché. Chaps, a hat, and not a whole lot else. Well, there was a big ole something hanging between his chaps. If I was a guy and had equipment like that I’d walk around mostly naked all the time too.

He stuck out his hand. “I’m Tate Hall. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Hope I wasn’t interrupting anything.”

“No, no. Not at all.”

“Then by all means, proceed.” He waved his hand to indicate I should continue to disrobe and eyed the corset I had on under my dress. His gaze fell to my panties and then down and back up my legs.

There was something so right and also so wrong about this guy. “I think I proved my point.”

“Too bad. I was looking forward to seeing those luscious tits. Sure I can’t convince you to take off the corset?” His gaze was fully fixed to where fabric met skin.

Read my lips. Not gonna do it. I did not need another lover. However, I was here to make some contacts and he didn’t look new to the scene. Maybe he’d know somewhere I could get more info on becoming a Dominatrix.

I held out my hand to him. “I’m Angelina Cruz and this is my...Dominic.”

He took it and kissed it. “I do believe I heard him call you Mistress. Is that what you like to go by?”

His penis twitched when he called me Mistress. Just what I needed, another sub in my life. At least he wasn’t another Dom. I definitely didn’t need any more of those.

“Mistress or Angelina, depending on the situation.”

“Ah, another switch. Isn’t that a hoot and a holler? We could have a lot of fun together, fulfill some fantasies on both ends.”

Was I a switch? I guess I must be, because I loved ordering the boys around, but damn did it float my boat when Gray took charge. I hadn’t really put a name to it. “Yeah, I guess I am.”

He still hadn’t let go of my hand and was swirling his thumb over my mine. “Would you like to chat each other up a bit and see if we’re compatible?”

“I’m not really looking for another partner. I’ve kind of got my hands full.” I finally pulled my hand away indicated to Dominic who had maintained his scowl from before.

Tate eyed Dominic up and down with some appreciation in his eye. “Your sub or your Dom?”

Dominic was a switch too, but it seemed important right now that I be the one who held the power. I didn’t want to show any weaknesses that anyone else could take advantage of. “Sub. He’s part of my harem.”

“I’m happy to include him in any play time.” He glanced back at Dominic, spending a few extra seconds on his package. I noticed another twitch.

I’d never met anyone bisexual before. I bet he had some interesting tales to tell. I could probably learn something from him. “You are into a lot of kinks.”

Tate dragged his eyes from Dominic’s body and back to me. “I’m an equal opportunity kinkster. I’ll top, I’ll bottom, I’m a damn good Dom and an even better sub. Men, women, somewhere in between, give me them all. Pony play, puppy play, rope play, fire play, I’ve done it. I just like to have sex and I’ll take it most anyway I can get it.”

Well well well. Maybe this dude was the contact I’d been looking for. “Pony play?”

He chuckled. “That’s what you got out of all that? You’re adorable. Yep, the ancient and wonderful art of pretending to be a horse. Would you like to be ridden hard and put up wet, darlin’?”

“I have no idea.” I knew there was a whole world of kinks I hadn’t explored, and what girl hasn’t fantasized about cowboys, but horses? I dunno.

He threw and arm over my shoulder. “Then you’ll have to come on down to the Red Ranch and try it out.”

“Where and what is that?”

“My club, down in Texas.” That arm creeped around and he ran his glass over the top of my breasts.

“What kind of club?” Please don’t say dance club. This could be my in.

“The kinky kind.”

Hell, yeah. “Oh really. Do tell me more.”

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