The Love Goddess Brands Her Cowboys (5 page)

He loved the feel of her tiny hand in his big one and found his thumb caressing her skin as they stepped into a sunny, humid Texas morning. She turned to the horses, and he knew she wanted to check them out, but he said, in a low voice, “Later, sugar. I promise.”

Then he pulled her to a silver metal door leading to an outbuilding at the back of the house.  He saw her glance at him and wondered if she already knew exactly what was inside of it. She’d hinted that she did, but either way, he was going to show her. He found the right key, then unlocked the door and shoved it wide open. Since he cleaned the unused room every week, it smelled good and he held it open for Star.  “Let me go in first.” He stepped inside the quiet den and turned on the lights. Warm sunlight slanted across the hardwood floors and he smiled, his dick warming up again as his belly grew weak. “Come,” he said bracing his hand against the door to hold it open.

She stepped inside she looked beyond the outer room containing his office/den and into his party room in back. Heck it was as if the sunbeams were leading her there. “Well?” she looked up at him, her delicate eyebrows raised.

He went all mushy inside and hoped he had read her right. If not, this could be too much for her and she could leave him, disgusted. That’s what Bella would have done. They locked gazes and he felt a slight shock from her eyes, as if electricity had sealed them together. Taking her hand as he assessed how hot she looked in her dress and boots, he said, “Come with me.”

She nodded and he led her into the backroom.

Chad knew he would watch her reaction carefully. If she looked uncomfortable in any way, they would leave.

Star bit her lip as she walked into the backroom with Chad, already feeling the erotic vibes inside of both the room itself and her body. In spite of Chad’s confident air, when she glanced up at him, she saw a tic in his cheek. It endeared him to her even more. Humans were really such goodhearted folks. They were far more tuned in to their partner’s feelings than other creatures.

Star stepped through the threshold and onto the thick white carpet knowing she was stepping into a special place.  The hidden room had a sort of comforting cocoon feel to it as she took in the shuttered windows giving indirect light and, of course, the padded walls.   Mirrors were scattered everywhere on the black walls and ceiling. She saw a cushioned bench, leather furniture, and a huge four post bed with a whip lying on top of the black lace bedspread. Her pussy clenched as she noticed pegboards on the walls, holding all sorts of sex toys, rope, whips and canes. Standing all by itself was a frame, unattached to a door. A swing hung from the ceiling. “What’s in the closet?” she asked, staring at a door with a mirror on it, her knees weak.

“Lots of surprises for later,” he said, and as she looked up at him, she could see and feel his penetrating gaze. Goosebumps climbed down her back.

“Chad’s playroom,” she said, trying to sound lighthearted.

“What do you think?” he asked and his voice sounded a little bit hesitant.

“Well,” she said, batting her eyelashes at him, hoping to relax him. “Love Goddesses like to play.”

“So do cowboys.”” His gaze turned hot.

She felt tingles rush through her, her breasts and clit going mad. Seeing a chance to prove it, she started running. “Catch me!!” Her pussy pumped as he took off after her, catching her, tickling her belly, wrestling her to the floor, turning her over and laying over her. “You’re my prisoner,” he said, holding her down with his strong hands, arms and legs. Their noses were almost touching. His soft hair fell forward, brushing against her forehead, making her weak.

“I guess I
am
your prisoner,” she said, heat spreading from the tip of her head to her toes as she relished his gorgeous body pressing hard against hers. Then she put her arms around his neck and he kissed her with everything he had. She tasted his uber-hot male and mint flavor, all of her body parts screaming for him. Pulling back she said, “So…take me captive.”

He kissed her jaw and neck, stealing little nips of her skin, driving her wild.

She writhed underneath him, to the extent that he let her. “I…I want you again, Chad. Like last night. Please.”

He rolled off of her and pulled her to her feet, laughing, and she felt a strong pang of disappointment. “Why did you do that?” she demanded.

“Because you don’t get to cum until I say so.” With a strong grip on her arm he pulled her to a the standalone frame  and she stared at it, noticing the hooks on top of the frame, spread far apart, both with little loops on them.. She looked down and saw the same. Star gulped as she stared at him. He was holding her wrists, staring back at her, his eyebrows slanted downward. “A love slave you will be, ma’am.”

Her pussy creamed. “Y-yes.” Her head went dizzy.

“Don’t move. If you trust me, you will obey me.”

She took in a shaky breath, watching his cowboy hat slide over his forehead, but she didn’t dare laugh. Nothing felt funny. Everything just felt hot. “I will obey you.” Her whole body was shaking.

He smiled, then said, “Shut your eyes…if you peek, trust me, I will blindfold you.”

Blindfold her!
The idea excited her, but she shut her eyes, not peeking, not wanting to sate her impending excitement. She knew Chad understood how to satisfy her so she was more than eager to do what he said. She could hear his tread then some rattling around and she knew, perhaps through her connection with him that he had taken a few items down from the large pegboard wall. What was he up to? Sexy nectar dribbled down her thighs. When he came back, she bathed in his sexy heat as he said, “Give me your hand, babe.”

 She held it out, knowing it shook, and he cuffed it in something that felt and smelled like soft leather. Her hormones shot skyward. As he manacled her wrist to the frame’s hooks, she made little whimpering noises. He moved in silence to the next wrist and did the same to that one, then he said, “You can open your eyes now, Star, and watch me, but don’t you dare try to stop me.”

She opened her eyes and first looked up, seeing her wrists pulled apart and fastened to the frame. Then she looked down and shivered at the sight of him kneeling on one knee snapping one of her ankles into a gray shackle then attaching it to a bondage hook at the bottom of the frame. She could barely breathe as he did the e same to the other ankle.

Star was spread-eagle before him, unable to get free.
I don’t want to get free!

“Blink our clothes off,” Chad demanded.

She did, blinking his off first. His cock sprung out at her, huge, full of pulsating veins, beautiful. What next? He had full access to her.  Maybe she should tease him and blink herself free. No it would only piss him off and he might not make love to her. She’d better behave, for now. Before she had a chance to think of the wisdom of it, she conjured up her magic and blinked her eyes to remove her clothes.

Nothing happened.
Nothing happened!
She remained his captive and fully dressed. Her magic did not work while he controlled her hormones? Was this normal for a Love Princess? At the moment, she didn’t really care…she was too hot.

A thrill shot through her as she realized that Chad was an unpredictable man, one who did have strange powers over her, even though he was human. It turned her on big time.

“Why didn’t it work?” Chad asked, running a hand through his hair, his eyes round.

“I…I’m not sure, but…you’ll have to take off my clothes yourself. On Venus, if a woman is under the spell of a dominant man…she temporarily loses her magic…but you’re human…” She licked her lips as she watched his sexy full lips press together. 

“Suits me.” He pulled a knife out of his jeans pocket and walked behind her. Her entire being shuddered as he cut off her dress then got down on his knees to pull off her boots. When he stood before her again, she was breathing hard, as was he, as he slipped his knife back into his pocket. “If you can’t do magic once we’re done, sugar, I guess you’ll have to walk around naked all day.”

She knew he was teasing…that he’d find something for her to wear…but her pussy pulsed at his words.

“Would you like everyone to see you naked?” he asked, his gaze burning bright.

“No. I don’t like my body.”

“I do.”

She shuddered again.

He smirked. “I don’t want anyone to see you naked without my permission anyway.”

His possessiveness excited her and she didn’t mention that creatures on Venus walked around naked all the time. His words were endearing.

“Don’t go anywhere, sugar. I’ll be right back.” He laughed at his little joke as walked away. Star was almost ready to climax by this time. He was just so…was cute an accurate word for such an imposing, sexy man? Damn those Love Goddess genes! Since she’d made love to Chad, all she wanted to do was touch him. Her eyes teared up.

He was back in seconds, his hand behind his back.

Now what, she thought, feeling his imposing sexuality surrounding her naked body.

He pulled out a feather and grinned.

“Oh!” she said, feeling hot and cold prickles inside of her.

He sauntered up to her, then held up the red feather for a moment before bringing the feather to her cheek, stroking it with light caresses as if he were painting a very delicate piece of china.

“Oh, that feels so good…”

He lowered the soft feather to her jaw then her neck, and she sighed. When the feather stroked her tightly budded nipples, one slow circle at a time, only to teasingly withdraw it from her, she cried out, arching toward it frustrated that he was deliberately annoying her. She trembled in reaction and then he brushed the feather over her nipple making her mewl. Her head fell back as he stroked her tits teasing first one and then the other. He leaned forward, ducked his head, then licked each nipple as she cried out, surprised and burning.

“Perfect response,” he said and ran the feather down to her navel, tickling it wickedly inside as she moaned and mewled again. He bent down on one knee and kept it up, making her mind go senseless. “We’re going to have to decorate those perfect tits with nipple clamps later don’t you think?” he asked, thoughtfully as he stared up at her breasts.

“I…I…I…” Star could barely swallow let alone speak so her words went unsaid.

“I agree,” he said with a chuckle, “And that clit just begs for a butterfly” he said flicking his feather over her clit for a second, making her scream with delight before pulling it away. Then smiling he lowered the feather to the inside of her left thigh, getting close to her pussy, but holding back.

“Oh, Chad!” she whispered, feeling her body turn to mush.

“Answer me babe, do you want me to brand that pussy as mine?” He grinned then stroked the feather across her belly to her right thigh, teasing her again, getting close but not close enough, giving her icy hot prickles that built up the tension inside of her and made her pussy weep.

“You know I do!” she blurted, tingles bursting out on every inch of her body.

Without a word, he started stroking her wet slit up and down with the feather, making sure to touch her engorged and aching clit with swirling strokes. “You’re mine,” he growled. His cowboy hat fell to the floor as he worked on her erotic zones without mercy, changing the pace from slow to fast then slow again, then homing in on only her clit again, brushing the feather back and forth. She burst into tears.

Star cried out as she tried to thrash whether to demand that he put her out of her sexual fever or beg for more.  She was past thinking and, only feeling. But his bonds held fast and he only grinned at her as she tried to move. Each stroke on her pussy made her go hot, then cold, then weak, then rubbery as her red hot sex pulsed madly. Her head flung back. “Stop!” she begged, tears running down her cheeks.

“Do you really want me to stop? I will.” He paused and waited. “If you ever feel uncomfortable with anything I do…you have to tell me.”

“Oh, hell, no, don’t stop! Damn, I didn’t mean it, but…” She needed more and never ever wanted him to stop. “No! No, I
need
you!” Why had she said that? Because she was half out of her mind, floating on a cloud. “Oh, Gods! I need you inside me Chad, not that damned maddening feather. Please.”

“Your wish is my command goddess,” he said with a grin. “Well, this time it is.” He let go of the feather and it fluttered to the ground. Then he kissed her and used his clever fingers to bring her to the edge of coming. She trembled, kissing him back, throbbing as he stroked her needy sex with his rough fingertips. And then he pulled away making her growl and him chuckle. Then he dropped to both knees and she froze.  They locked white-hot gazes. After a long pause, he ducked his head and his hot tongue lapped at her exposed sex. She let out a cry. He kept lapping at her love swollen clit. Then he drew it into his mouth tenderly suckling it and l she shouted his name as her body convulsed and stars flashed before her eyes. When he used his teeth to wiggle her clit, she felt the world fading to black.

The next thing she knew she was laying on the four poster bed, on top of its soft billowing mattress topped with silky sheets. Chad was seated beside her on the edge of the mattress, concern on his face, his hand gentling her hair. “Are you all right, babe? I never knew a woman to pass out before from lovemaking.”

At his touch, Star felt the wild electric surge of orgasm all over again, racing through her body, humming as she moaned at the intense tension, then release.

“Shit!” Chad said, and he bent over to hold her close, folding her into his strong arms. “I’m not
doing
anything anymore. Can you calm down?”

She held him tightly as she finally let out her last shudder then collapsed as he still held her, sweat pouring down her face as she stared into Chad’s wide blue-green eyes. Her heart was still racing and so was his; she could feel it. What’s more, she was equally stunned by her delayed reaction. They sure hadn’t covered that in Lovemaking 101. But suddenly she didn’t care, and she giggled at his expression and cupped his cheek. “That was magnificent.
You
are magnificent.”