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The Hay Loft

Tom: I wait for what feels like hours. I wonder whether she received my voicemail, had she listened and then decided she wanted nothing more to do with me? I didn’t know but I was willing to wait as long as needed for her. I had waited this long, 23 Years, I could wait another. As the sun began to set, I watched my father as he gathered in the horses, Jet did his usual routine of galloping off whenever he called and was always the last to come in. I should have been helping him but I didn’t want to leave this spot just in case she arrived. The darkness drew across the land and the cold set in, tonight was milder than most nights here in Idaho, I picked up an unused blanket from the a hay bale, wrapping it around myself, I closed the shutters of the window and settle down onto the floor.

Tara: *I open the door quietly and take a look inside, Tom is nowhere to be seen, he must be upstairs at his favourite spot where we used to spend days just watching the horses galloping around and go back to the stables as we held hands. Memories pop up in my mind, filling it with every moment spent with Tom alone all those years. The barn is quiet, maybe Tom is not here, maybe he regretted asking me to come tonight, after all I fucked up with all the Dom/Sub stuff, I should have waited it was so soon. I take the steps of the ladder up slowly until I can see him lying on the floor. The dim light of the candles give him a warm look on his face, his eyes are closed and his breathing is calm and steady; he is asleep. I step closer and see everything he has prepared for us; my Tom. I stand there and stare at him, my eyes move along his toned and sculpted body, he is just perfect. I take a little step forward to look closer and the hay under my feet creaks and I hold my breath* Shit...

Tom: I close my eyes, feeling myself drifting off into a sleep, I decide to give up and go home, she wasn’t going to come. I had blown it, “Your a fucking idiot” I mumble to myself. I open my eyes and stood before me is Tara, looking horrified, “Oh god, I was calling myself that…...not you…..I didn’t know you were standing there.” I sit up and look down at the ground shaking my head, “I am so sorry.” I rise to my feet and walk over to her….this is my chance…..my chance to show her who I am. I was nervous as fuck but I couldn't let her see it….I had to be confident. Standing before her I look into her beautiful eyes, eyes that you could get deeply lost in. Searching her face, I take in every inch of her, I place my right palm onto her cheek, wrapping my fingers round the nape of her neck and pull her lips towards mine. Kissing her gently….I feel my breath being taken away...I had longed for this moment and it was everything I had hoped, had wished for. Drawing in her scent, she smelt of vanilla with a hint of Lavender….her lips tasted so sweet. Then the passion set in, I wanted her now, to be buried deep within her. Fuck i needed her…

Tara: *I look at Tom horrified as his words take me by surprise; how can he be so mean and rude to me? I just want to run away but he quickly apologizes and rises to his feet and moves closer to me, just inches away from my body. I stare at his eyes and feel the touch of his hand, it feels like fire burning my skin. I let out my breath and before I can say something stupid Tom places his lips on mine into a sweet and tender kiss, it is the sweetest thing I have ever had in my life and it is with him. My hands now on his chest moving up and around his neck, pulling myself closer to feel the warmth of his body close to mine, no space between us and I can feel his arousal… this is not the time to talk about my preferences, I will just enjoy the moment and follow Tom’s lead, after all I have been wanting for this since forever*

Tom: The warmth of her body was too much to bare, I grab her firm breasts through her blouse with my palms and squeeze tightly. I feel her body react, fumbling with the buttons I hastily try to undo them…..Fuck this! I tear the damn thing open, exposing her bra. I stare at her chest and admire it as it heaves at my touch. Pulling a cup of her bra down, I take her nipple deep into my mouth tugging at it gently with my teeth, my hands sliding up and down her body, my gentle fingers teasing her. I pull away and look up at her eyes, smouldering, hot with desire, I must be doing something right. Moving down her perfect body, I kiss every inch of her, taking my time, savouring her scent and the sweet taste of her.  Stopping at her jeans, I open the button with ease and take down the zipper with my strong fingers, reaching around her ass I grab her back pockets with both hands and slide her jeans over her pert rear. Tara is wearing black panties, I look up at her once more, she is watching, so attentively to my every move. I take her in my mouth through them, watching her as her head tilts back with pleasure. Gripping the rim of her panties, I slide them down her legs, pulling myself away, revealing her. Again I take her in my mouth, allowing my lips….my tongue to explore her. She lets out a moan and I feel her body tighten and she places her hands firmly into my hair. Her legs give way and I catch her, easing her body down onto the blanket on her back. My arousal pulsating at the sheer thought that I am turning her on so much.

Tara: *enjoying every touch from his hands, the warmth of his mouth on my skin, he turns me on and I can’t help it but moan deeply. My body lays on the blanket and his hands pull my legs open. I close my eyes and arch my neck as he flicks his tongue at my clit, my hands fisting the blanket and my body arches with pleasure. Maybe it is the moment or the wait for this to happen but I am lost in the bliss and let Tom dominate me*

Tom: I continue to explore her with my tongue and lips feeling her body arch as I delve deeper and deeper inside her. Slipping two fingers inside her, I feel just how wet she is and she tastes divine. I circulate my tongue as my fingers caress her walls, I feel her body begin to shudder against my mouth and her body tense around my fingers. No…..not yet…..Damn, I am both annoyed and proud of myself. Removing my fingers, I move my lips to her inner right thigh and bite it gently. I move across biting her left thigh, before moving up her body once more, I kiss and lick the beads of sweat that have formed on her abdomen and navel. Caressing her sides with my proud hands, I meet her mouth again and kiss her softly, letting her taste her own pleasure and my accomplishment. My breath halters and I thrust my throbbing penis inside her, She lets out a deep moan as I feel her tighten around me. I groan as I feel immense pleasure from her body, this is more than I had ever hoped and wished for. Droplets of sweat begin to form on my brow as I arch my neck back, the barn was getting colder but the heat between us was too much.

Tara: *every touch from his hands made my body tremble, that is new to me, it is so different to what I have had before.. it feels beautiful, it feels gentle and sublime. Tom was being careful, I can tell he was by the way he caressed my body, his thrusts were slow and steady and I could feel my inner muscles contract around his arousal every time he hits on my back wall. I move my hips in sync as my hands move to hold his wrists; he doesn’t stop but his body tenses a little at my move. I speak with a voice filled with lust and desire* Roll over, please.. *and he does what I asked for, now my body is on top and I ride him slowly, weaving my hips back and forth, my expert hands reach for a rope that lays close and I tie his hands together and whisper* Please, let me do this *his penis throbs inside me and I know he is excited. I don’t want to scare him so I just hold his hands up above his head. Slowly I pull back and order Tom to keep his hands up, he is not allowed to touch me. It takes a few seconds to him to nod his head on approval. I feel pleased so this is my chance to please him. I move my lips close to his neck and start kissing down to his shoulder then I move to his chest. My tongue explores and tastes his smooth skin, it tastes like heaven. My mouth travels down his torso until I meet his heat, breathing him in, feeling his erection between my hands and taking it into my mouth. My lips seal around his shaft and the tip of my tongue touches the sensitive spots around the rim of the head, I can hear him moaning and it gives me shivers. I look up at him, he is staring at me with eyes full of hot passion. My hands move up his body to keep his arms up as I start moving my mouth up and down his shaft. To taste him is like tasting paradise*

Tom: Tara’s request takes me by surprise, but I oblige her. As she ties my hands, I feel powerless, however watching her tie the knots expertly turns me on more. I wet my lips with her tongue as she moves down my body, I wince excitedly at her touch. As she takes me in her mouth, I let out a moan, she moves up and down my shaft, the moans keep coming, I can’t stop myself. What was she doing to me, this seductress...

Tara: *I could feel him throbbing inside my mouth, his moans are music to my ears and I get carried away, taking his shaft deep down my throat, sucking as I move my head up and all the way down. I feel the urge of his release and stop, pulling back to look up at Tom* Don’t come, not yet.. *I lick my lips as I crawl on top of him, sitting on his hips, I untie his hands that quickly move to my hips and guide them up. I can feel the tip of his manhood pressed against my tight entrance; his hands slowly pull me down and I can feel his hardness enter my walls, stretching with a blissful pain that runs throughout my body. Lower and lower until he is completely inside of me. My hips start rocking on their own and a loud moan escapes deep from my throat. I have never felt like this before, I am not used to the kind of feelings Tom is awakening. What is happening to me? Tom moves his hands up my torso to capture my breasts on each hand, circling the hard nipples with his thumbs and I cry with pleasure*

Tom: Feeling the fullness of her beautiful breasts beneath my palms, I squeeze hard with every thrust. I raise my hips and her body before me, she bounces up and down on my manhood. My penis continues to caress her walls as they tighten around me. Her face becoming scarlet as she verges on the edge of release and I can feel myself ready to with her. I move my hands to her hips and bounce her harder and harder. The blood rushing through my veins and my head pounding with ecstasy. I release hard and fast deep inside her and feel her release inside me, she lets out a cry of satisfaction and I groan with each pump of my ejaculation. She falls on top of me….totally spent. Her hair covering my face as I encase my arms around her, savouring the moment.  “Tara, I have always loved you and I always will" I whisper into her ear. She lifts up a little and looks into my eyes, deeply, passionately and lovingly. “I love you too" she says as she kisses me. I wrap my arms tightly around her once more and hold her. My love….my soulmate….my everything.

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Valentines Day

“Please Tom” She had pleaded. She sounded so needy with such want in her voice and longing in her eyes. I wanted her any which way I could but as a submissive….ME…. I didn’t know enough about it for one and two I wanted to please her, I didn’t want to be the one who was selfish. “It would please me Thomas, having that control over you, I want to take the power from you and make you please me in ways you could only imagine”. I did want to please her that was for sure, however I didn’t want my first time with her………my first time with anyone, to be one where I did nothing, I wanted to show her what I can do and be the best at it. She sat and explained what she wanted…. what she had done. I could feel the blood raising to my face turning it a Scarlet Red. My stomach wretched as the jealously built within…. I wanted to be her first……I wanted to be her love. And this is the life she had chosen, I always knew I wasn’t worthy of her and now she comes back to me throwing herself at me because she wants to dominate me. The truth…. the sad truth was that she had always dominated me, I loved her unconditionally and enough to save myself for her. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, I was brought up the old-fashioned way and this girl I wanted to marry, I wanted her complete, and now she was tainted. Suddenly, her face seemed to change, she appeared different to me, as if I was seeing her with new eyes. She stopped mid-speech as if she knew what I was thinking…. “Tom?” she asked, searching my eyes with hers, she placed her palms onto my cheeks. I looked back at her with angry eyes before reaching up and pulling her hands away from my face. “I can’t, I am sorry, I think you should go.” “Tom…. please” she said with desperation in her tone. “Please Tara…. just go…. the answer is no.” Her eyes fill with tears……just as they did before, she stood sharply, turned and left.

As soon as I knew she was out of ear shot, I sunk into the sofa, I had regretted telling her to leave as soon as it came out of my mouth, but I had to otherwise I could and would have said something much worse. What was so wrong with me that she couldn’t just want me for me, without all this Dom and Sub trash. I had to admit that when she tied me up in the barn I was more then turned on, I couldn’t control my arousal at all, but the overwhelming feeling of humiliation dominated that when she left me there. Then it dawned on me that maybe all her sexual experiences were just that…. she never spoke of loving this ex of hers…. did they make love…. had she ever made love. Maybe I could still be the first, the feeling of guilt overwhelmed me, maybe she was still outside. I stood and headed out through the kitchen towards the back door. I opened it and stared into the night, she was nowhere to be seen. I had to make it up to her if she would let me. I may still have a chance. “Tom” I heard my name being called and my heart skipped a beat…”Tara” I said quietly before realising the voice was coming from upstairs, “Oh Ma, it’s only me” I replied, “is everything alright?” she added, “Yes Ma, I am just getting a drink, go back to bed,” tomorrow….I tell myself…Tomorrow Is Valentines Day. I will make it up to her……. I hadn’t slept a wink all night, re-runs of our conversation ran through my mind….I had called her a prostitute…..a prostitute. I had to make this right. As soon as it was light enough, I threw on a pair of blue jeans and my favourite red shirt and left the house. I headed to the barn to let the horses out, one by one I opened the stables and lead then into the field. Lastly, I come to Jet. “Hello, buddy” I say to him “you will be helping me today” I saddle him up and lead him out to the front of the house. Pulling myself up on him with ease, we gallop out and head to town. I gather the few things I need from town before heading off into the mountains, I collect as many wild flowers as I could fit into the saddle bag on Jet and head back home. Leading Jet back into the field, I hit his rear with my palm, “off you go Jet, and thanks for your help” I say, I watch him as he trots over to the other horses before turning back to the mission at hand. Picking up my saddle bag on the way to the ladder, I head up them to my usual spot. Laying hay on the wooden boards, I carefully place the blankets I had brought up earlier. Opening my saddle bag I place the candles on the ledge of the barn window and some more around the blankets edge, smiling to myself I wondered what Tara would think….if she will like it. Taking hold of the flowers I had gathered….I lay them around the haybales and the blankets. It wasn’t the Hilton or the Ritz but it would do. I pulled my cell out of my jeans pocket and tapped her name. It rang and rang until it went to voicemail “Hey…this is Tara, please leave a message and I will return the call…..oh and thank you, see ya!” that voice…..that lovely voice of hers made me stop for a moment. “Oh howdy sweetheart, it’s Tom….I mean Thomas. I am sorry for what I said yesterday, I………er……..wondered if you could come over tonight and talk some more…..I’d like to apologise face to face, hope to see you soon darlin……..I will be in the barn.” I press end call and place my cell back into my back pocket. Running my hands through my hair I grip it and tug, I hope she will come. I stroll over to the window ledge and sit looking over the fields and mountains……waiting.

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Who is Tara Knowles Part 2

*the shower was calling my name and without hesitation I walked to the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothes on the floor. I was too distracted to pay attention to details like that at the moment. I let the hot water run and fill the bath, pouring some oil into it. I brush my hair up into a bun and step into the tub. The hot water embracing my naked body as I sit, the smell of lavender calming me slowly. Leaning back, I place a towel on my neck and rest my head on it… today is going to be a rough day, I need to talk with Tom, and not about the evening at the barn but about what happened in Seattle…. I was on my lunch break, my job couldn’t go better; I had the perfect boss and my coworkers were very kind and attentive with me, everything was great. I used to go to a park nearby the office building and watch people jogging. Today wasn’t the exception… and there was this guy, the tall one with the perfect and toned body… a God! I can’t deny I felt a little guilty because of Tom I knew he liked me and he had some kinds of feelings for me but our last encounter was so embarrassing that I was sure I could look at his face ever again… something caught my eye and distracted me from my thoughts; yes, it was the “God” and he was staring at me. I gasped for air as his eyes scanned my body slowly; what was he doing? I put everything back on my lunch bag and started walking back to the office. He followed me closely and before I could enter the building he touched my shoulder and said “Hello, miss” with a very sexy voice, it was deep and strong and my whole body trembled, it was so dumb but it happened. I turned around to look at he man and he smiled. A strand of hair was covering his face, part of it, and it made him look hot. I swallowed hard and spoke with a soft and trembling voice “How can I help you, sir?” he took my hand and kissed it, quickly introduced himself “My name is Frank Finch and I wondered if you would like to take a cup of coffee with me”. his voice made shock waves of electricity run throughout my body leaving me breathless. Reason said don’t but the yes came out of my mouth so quick that I couldn’t retract from my approval to his invitation. The man grinned so big that I could see his withe and bright denture. He slipped his card on the back pocket of my jeans and smacked it softly before taking a few steps back. I am sure he could see I was shocked so he mouthed and motioned with his hand a “call me”. I froze and just watched him walk away. I wasn’t able to focus on work the whole damn day, he didn’t even asked my name and he was so confident I was going to call him… the card was laying on my desk, I took it and dialed his number, waiting… “Hello” my heart skipped a beat and I had to take a long breath before I could speak a word “Hello, Mr. Finch, this is Tara Knowles… from the park” my heart was racing out of my chest in a mix of excitement and fear. Hos voice came back calm “Good afternoon, Ms. Knowles. Meet me at Alchemy”. without hesitation I said I’ll meet you there at 9 o'clock" and hung up the phone. My heart was running, non stop and my breathing was quicker than usual, I could felt the adrenaline running through my veins. That day I went back home early to get dressed and ready to meet my God. The bar was nice and crowded but it wasn’t difficult to find him, just followed the women’s stares to see they were watching him. He was sitting at the bar, with a drink in front of him and enjoying the attention. I walked to him and sat next to him. He ordered me a drink and it all started there. We started a relationship, I was strongly drawn to him and enjoyed his company. He was fun and easy going. It took us a few days to take the relationship to the next level, and by this I mean our sexual life. He was good in bed, he took control of the situation and I liked it, he had some kind of control over me and that was highly exciting and addictive. Slowly it started developing into a dominant/submissive sexual life, he pleased me an fulfilled everything I needed and wanted. Being a sub was easy for me but some times I felt selfish, I tried to make Frank understand that I felt incomplete, that I wanted to please him but he said I pleased him in every possible way… I couldn’t understand him but my love for him was stronger than understanding. With time I learned from him how to enjoy this kind of relationship, I never complained. he treated me like a queen. But what about him? What could I do for him to feel the same way he made me felt. We started arguing about it, he was stubborn and it made me mad. Sex became rougher, he asked me to look at him, to not close my eyes and I was able to finally see how much he was satisfied with my pleasure… every moan, every cry from my lips made his skin crawl and cover with goose bumps, his eyes rolled and deep groans filled my ears… oh the bliss that caused me. I was his, I belonged to my master and secretly loved him. But suddenly it all changed, he became bitter, he was jealous of every guy that stared at me and gradually I was forced to stop having a normal life. I had to work for him at his bar, I wasn’t allowed to leave the house without his permission and most of times he was with  me. I broke the rules and he became violent, as much as leaving me in bed for days, even weeks until the bruises faded. I need to leave, I needed to go back to having a healthy and free life. I started to save the money from my tips without him noticing and soon I was able to  buy a ticket back home. I left everything, I just took my purse and documents with me, I was so scared he was following me but luckily I was able to board the plane and leave… and here I am, scared to meet my best friend again, wondering if he is going to be able to forgive me… if he will accept my proposal of being my sub. Just the thought of him helpless, laying naked and tied up at that wooden post at the barn made my body shake with desire. I took a long bath and got dressed, every step I am taking to Tom’s place is making my anguish grow bigger but finally I am here and he is confused, staring at me and very thoughtful; I can’t blame him, he asked me to leave and that is exactly what I am doing. With teary eyes I leave Tom’s house, my heart broken but I deserve this*.

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Great SL babe

Who is Tara Knowles?

*it’s been a long time since I was here, a place I call home no matter what. The smell of the morning brings a lot of memories to my mind, and the most important one must be close, nearby to be exact… Thomas, my Thomas. I look out the window and sigh deeply. The sun is rising and everything looks beautiful, as beautiful as I remember. Taking a sip of coffee I smile a little at my childhood memories; I will never forget those days. A small smile spreads on my lips as I see myself running along the lands and entering the ranch next door. The tall and big red barn was at the end of a road and I walked there, hoping no one saw me but I was wrong. I opened the door and a boy was there, looking at me with his deep blue eyes, a pitch fork in hand and ready to attack to whatever crossed the door. I put my hands up in a kind of surrendering pose and smiled; with a sweet voice the words just slipped out of my mouth “I am not here to hurt you” and his facial expression softened “who are you?” I saw that coming and chuckled, taking my hands down “I am Tara Knowles, your neighbor” He put the pitch fork down and extended his had, my eyes followed every move, he was so formal but i liked it, he was being nice after all. I shook his hand and he smiled “I have never seen you before” he said and I nodded “me either. Nice to meet you” and since that day we were unbreakable, like siblings but as I grew up I changed and the way I felt for Tom changed too; maybe it was growing up into something more deeper but I wasn’t sure. It was a strong bond between us and I didn’t want to mess with it for “trying” to figure out what was happening with me. Leaning back on the chair I take a deep breath and feel my heart beat faster… yes I remember that day, at the barn, we were just having a good time… we were only a couple of teenagers, 18 years old to be exact, when that last encounter happened. The idea of having Thomas tied up was in my mind for a long time, that was part of the changes in me; I didn’t know how he will react to this so I kept it for myself until that evening… the blue of his eyes was gone, all I could see were his pupils as his eyes stared at me, he accepted my proposal to play a little game out of curiosity. I can’t explain how that excited me, a cumulus of emotions ran throughout my body and my breathing became heavier as I tied his hands to a wooden post with an old rope. Somehow I stripped him out of his clothes as I whispered the things I wanted to do to him to his ear. I was in the mood but his erection made me laugh, not in a mean way, I was nervous; all this was new for me but I enjoyed it. I stepped back and took a look at Tom; he was naked and his body reacted to me, I enjoyed the power feeling that overwhelmed me. I was able to make him want me. I stood there for a few minutes just admiring him, he was perfect! and I wanted him more than anything in this world. I could see frustration in his eyes but I was completely lost, it was a big turn on for me. With shaking hands I took his shirt from the floor and covered him, kneeling next to him I untied Thomas and said I was sorry. With my eyes filled with tears I left the barn and ran back to my house. What I just did? He didn’t deserve this and just for the record, he didn`t loved me. I stayed in my bedroom for the rest of the night, hoping he could forgive me some day, knowing distance and time could help for that to happen. Next day I was leaving to Seattle, an important job was offered and I was taking the chance. Tara Knowles is just a confused southern girl who fell in love with her best friend but she doesn’t know what destiny has prepared for her*.

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5 years Later.....

It must have been around 9 pm, I stand on the porch at the front of my home and look out over the ranch, the land looked golden as the sun was setting. It was quiet, almost silent…. only the faint occasional ‘huffing’ from the horses in the barns could be heard. It had been a long day of hard work; my father had recently become ill and I was doing my best to keep the ranch going until he recovered. A bad case of bronchitis had wiped him out and he was on bed rest with my mother at his side, dithering and worrying far more then she needed to. They owned a decent amount of land, half of it was woodland and I remembered I had enjoyed many childhood days running through the trees with Tara who lived at the next ranch. It had been years since Tara had moved away, she had been offered a job in Seattle, a job she could not refuse. We had grown up together like brother and sister as neither of us had our own siblings. My fond thoughts were interrupted by a rustle in the hay barn, I looked over towards it with my sea blue eyes and tiredly stood up and headed over to investigate. As I approached the barn I heard a voice mumbling…. great…. I thought, I really could do without getting into a scuffle tonight. A pitch fork lay against the barn, so I grabbed it in my right hand, with my left, I began to lift the latch, opening the door quickly, I stood armed and waited for whoever It was to either jump out at me or attack. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I saw a tall slender raven-haired woman, smiling at me. “I was wondering how long it would take you to notice that I was in here” she said in a deep southern voice, she was laughing to herself in amusement. I stared at her for a moment trying to work out who she was, “please tell me you recognize me, oh come on, it hasn't been that long, has it?” I studied her face I little longer and realized “you have got to be kidding me…..that cannot be you…..Tara….is that really you?” She giggled away to herself shyly covering her mouth with her hand “it sure is hunni, had you forgotten me already?” “No….No of course I haven’t” I say with surprise, “I was just thinking about you.” She moved her hand from her mouth and lifted her right eyebrow, with an amused tone in her voice she replies, “really now……what may I ask were you thinking,” I stop myself from responding straight away, grinning “wouldn’t you like to know.” She stops and we stare at each other for a moment, then she scans me from head to toe, I am wearing a red shirt tucked into the waist band of a pair of stone wash blue denim jeans, I have brown boots and matching cowboy hat on, “my, you have grown into a fine looking man Thomas” she sighs as she speaks “now get yourself over here and give your old friend a hug” I casually stride over to her and wrap my arms around her, “and you have become a fine looking woman” I add. We hold our embrace for a few moments and then pull away, we look at each other and I notice, her beautiful green eyes as if it were the first time I had ever seen them “wow” I gush without realizing it. Tara smiles at me and then takes a step back, she looks around the barn “the same old barn, it seems not much has changed since I left…. well apart from you that is.” She was right, the barn had pretty much remained the same since we were children, hay bales piled up high, the odd harvesting tool hanging from the ceiling, “now then, are you going to let me stand here in this cold barn all night or are you going to invite me in,” she says assertively. I had wandered in my thoughts thinking about how her body felt against mine, the sweet smell of her hair as I embraced her still lingered in my nostrils, “Sorry, sure” I say coming back into reality. I walk over to the barn door and open it “ladies first” I add motioning my hand for her to exit the barn. She walks through it, she is wearing a pair of black jeans and a blue shirt tucked into the waistband with a black belt and a gold buckle on it, she has black boots on and her hair is braided down the center of her back. I imagine her braid wrapped around my hand as I watch her wriggle her butt as she leaves, she looks over her shoulder and smiles at me, obviously noticing where my eyes were lingering, “come on” she adds…….

Exiting the kitchen with a diet cola in each hand, I walk towards the front room, my parents owned,  what most people would regard as a typical farm house which my father had built before I was born. I placed the glasses onto the old oak coffee table and settled myself onto the couch. Tara sat next to me, the couch was maroon and old fashioned but very comfortable. She looked attentively at the television situated above the fireplace and every now and then she would look my way from the corner of her eye. She sat biting her plump bottom lip with her top teeth, which caused a stir in my pants. I leant forward and made a sound as if I was clearing my throat, reaching around my back, I tugged at the cushion behind me and placed it firmly on my lap. “So….” I began trying to take my mind off the situation at hand, “so what have you been doing with yourself for the past few years.” I turned myself to the side and placed my ankle onto my leg, trying to act casual. She chuckled to herself as she obviously began realizing the effect she was having on me. She leant forward and picked up the remote control for the television and promptly turned it off. Placing it onto the table again she turned towards me…. “Small talk? Really? You want to make small talk?” I stared at her for a moment shocked at her response. “Err……I……. Just wondered what you have been doing with yourself?” I tried to explain myself. I sat up and picked up my drink and took a large sip. Before I could swallow it, Tara leaned forward towards me, looking all seductive and needy. “Don’t act all coy with me, we both know you are not ‘little Tommy Dyer’ anymore. Was our last encounter before I left so forgettable?”

I think back…. The last encounter we had was in the barn, she had tied me up on the top deck to a wooden post using some old rope my father used to restrain the cattle. We were only 18 and she had somehow managed to strip me off as I was tied up. She had been whispering seductive words into my ear, telling me what she wanted to do to me and laughed as I got an erection. At the time I was horrified, the way she stood back and watched me, she enjoyed the power she had over me. For as long as I could remember, I loved her and as we grew older, I had realized it was more than a love for a friend. However, she never said whether she felt the same or not. She knew she had such a hold over me and I felt she had been so cruel. “Yes….I remember……. You humiliated me.” I replied in a sarcastic tone, I stared at her beautiful eyes searching for some sign of remorse even thought I had forgiven her as soon as it had happened. Tara chuckled to herself “I wouldn’t have used that word…..No…….there was only you and I, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself and you looked like you did too.” Nodding my head to the side in slight agreement, “well, I did to a certain extent although you did leave me hanging……pardon the pun.” She smiled and giggled again “I am sorry, I saw how frustrated you were, it was such a turn on.” I leant forward in my seat and placed the cushion back behind me. “Yes….Tara…and then you untied me…..and the next day you moved to Seattle….I haven’t heard from you until today,” I could feel myself getting upset and angry, the fact was I had missed her and felt she abandoned me. Her eyes dropped to the floor, “I know, I didn’t think it would matter to you anyway,” she then began to chuckle again “Don’t pretend that you didn’t like it and…….. I know what you want from me.” My eyebrows meet at the middle as I frowned “and what is that then?” I ask as I take another gulp of my cola. She leans into me “Sex……..” she whispers confidently into my ear. My cola exited my mouth in a spray of droplets as my reaction showed the shock of her assertiveness, “that’s what I have been doing and that is what I want right now,” she continued. I quickly moved to the edge of the couch and banged my cola can onto the table, “WHAT THE HELL!” I shout out as I begin to realize what she has been doing and before she could respond, I ramble “so you are a PROSTITUTE! selling yourself to men….you have to be fucking kidding me…….why would you do that Tara, you are worth more than that.” I was about to continue but she places her palm onto my face shouts “NO! STOP! I am not a prostitute.” She then cups my face in both of her palms and leans into kiss me, our lips meet for the first time. She pulls back and looks into my eyes “I am not a prostitute, but I want to show you something, I think you will like it” she says smiling and kissing me again…… “I want you to be my Sub”…… I pull back and look at her, she moves in again to kiss me but I stop her by placing my palms on her shoulders. “Woaw woaw woaw, you what?” I say abruptly. Tara looks at me with mischief in her eyes, “Come on Tom, I have so much to show you…..I know you will like it.” I search her eyes for a moment waiting for her to start laughing and admit she was joking, however the more I searched the more I realized she was deadly serious. “What the hell have you been doing whilst you were away?” I ask her with concern. Tara sat back in the couch tutting like a told off child. “Ok….ok” she said as she began to turn serious. “I will explain everything but please be open minded.”

Tara sat for the next hour explaining to me the world she had been introduced to by her ‘ex-boyfriend.’ She had been a submissive to him and once they had split, she wanted to try her hand at being a Dominant, However she wanted someone she knew and could trust, or so she said. “Thomas, I know you have been in love with me all your life. I want to share this with you. I can trust you with my life and I want you to be my first Sub” she continued. I blushed at her realization of my feeling towards her, “Yes…I love you…..I always have…..but being your sub is not my vision of how our relationship could be” I explained feeling concerned with her thoughts towards me. “Tom, I thought the same as you when it was explained to me but once I tried it I loved it.” She leant in close again “Please Tom”………….

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The Beginning

I sit on the porch of the house I grew up in, a smoke in my left hand, I take a deep draw before throwing it onto the floor in front of me, stubbing it out with my size 14 brown boot. Looking out over the land before me I watch my Pa ride our brown and white Clydesdale horse ‘Jet’ with precision and grace. Jet was my favourite of our stallions, the sheer size of him made him look like a beast however his temperament was gentle. As my Pa rode up to the porch, he dismounted Jet with a smile. Pushing his palm into his hip, I could see that this was taking its toll on his health. He handed his reins over to me “take him back to the barn for me son” he said as he patted my shoulder with his hand. Watching him walking unsteadily up the steps I call after him “Ma said there is some fresh lemonade in the refrigerator” Pa waved his hand in acknowledgement in my direction without turning back before heading into the house. I turn to Jet who is looking straight at me “Don’t you look at me like that boy, I know he’s getting too old to ride you……you try telling him that” I run my palm from his ears to his nose before leading him back to the barn, “come on old boy, you deserve a rest.” Once Jet is settled, I head beck towards the house, however before I go in, I hop up onto the wooden fencing that surrounds the horse ranch that I call home, I look out over the fields towards the mountains. Those steep snowy mountains that dominate the landscape to remind us all just how small we are in the grand scheme of things. This is my favourite place to be, it grounds me……reminds me that in truth I am no bigger or greater then any other man, or woman for that matter, and that no matter what happens in my life, or what I may achieve, I am and will always be just a man. As the sun slowly sets, I wrap my arms around myself pulling my coat to hold in as much warmth as I can. I ponder my future and where it will take me. I have always loved my home…..Idaho…..but something was pulling at me to explore the world. I hear the crunch of footsteps in the snow beside me and smile to myself, my gaze still fixed on those beautiful mountains and my heart fluttering out of sequence, as it always did in her presence. “Hey Tommy” her voice so sweet gushed breathlessly as she hops up onto the fence beside me. “Be careful darlin, I don’t want you passing out on me,” I reply with a smirk. I turn to look at her and see nothing but beauty and mischief in her eyes, she shuffles closer to me and grins “does that mean you would give me mouth to mouth if I did?” she asks. “Maybe, just maybe it does” I reply with a wink, I slowly unbutton my coat and open it, she shuffles in closer to feed off my warmth. I wrap us both and feel her whole body heave and begin to relax with my body against hers. This girl, Tara Knowles, had bewitched me from the moment I lay eyes on her, and no matter what I did or who I met, my heart belonged to her. What was more, she knew it, but a friend was all she wanted, nothing more and for that alone I felt honoured.

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