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It picks up speed, lurching and spinning, and I hang on, desperation and stubbornness powerful motivators.The men are cheering wildly, and I realize that my breasts are bouncing obscenely with each jerky movement of the bull, my bare ass popping up and down on the bull’s back suggestively.
“That’s it!”a male voice on the sidelines cheers.“Ride it like you’re riding Roman.”
The image of me on Roman, my thighs squeezing him as I buck against him, flashes in my mind, and I lose my concentration.I go flying off the bull, landing in an awkward but unhurt heap on the thickly padded mat at Roman’s feet.He helps me up, pulling me to his side.
“That was downright impressive, Avalon,” he says approvingly, tilting my chin up with his finger so I’m looking at him.There’s pride in his eyes, and I feel a rush of pleasure at his praise.His voice lowers.“I’m looking forward to a personal demonstration of that later.”
I flush, my heart still pounding as we watch the rest of the girls take a turn.Not surprisingly, Desiree is the crowd-pleaser, although I’m seriously worried she’s going to give herself a black eye with her own boob, but the only one who comes close to staying on as long as me is Rebecca.
Logan says the final times will be announced a bit later, and we head over to another area of the vast room where a crowd has gathered.Tessa passes us, carrying a tray filled with drinks, and stops to give me a quick one-armed hug.“You were fantastic!”she says.“Rebecca was close, but you definitely stayed on the longest.And you looked better doing it.”She gives me a wink and continues on toward a group of men a few feet away.Out of the corner of my eye I see Rebecca watching us with a venomous look on her face.With a snide smile, she sticks her foot out as Tessa walks by.Unable to see over the tray of drinks she’s carrying, Tessa stumbles and falls.She would have crashed headlong into a table if Michael hadn’t caught her, but the beers go flying.
“Ah, an entire tray of beer wasted,” the older Dom, Karl, says, shaking his head regrettably, but there’s a glint of humor in his eyes.I watch in horror as Tessa is passed from lap to lap while half a dozen Doms lift her skirts and swat her bottom until it’s bright red.
Catching my look of distress, Roman leans down and says in my ear, “Don’t be too worried about your little friend.Although her ass will no doubt be sore, she’s doing okay.”He nods toward Tessa, who’s climbing off Luke’s lap.
I follow his gaze, and although there are tears in her eyes, she’s flushed and her nipples are stiff and rosy.I glare at Rebecca.She nods at me with a faint smile, tucks her hand into the crook of Emmett’s elbow, and looks up at him, smiling warmly.
What a bitch!I hate that Emmett is stuck with her, but because she’s his partner, I don’t want to say anything that will get them in trouble, or worse, kicked off the show.But I’m definitely going to watch my back around her.
I turn my attention back to the competition that’s about to take place as a red-faced Tessa joins the rest of the saloon girls who are gathered in a group with their Doms.
Logan turns to address the crowd.“Our saloon girls are here to serve.If you would like some additional”—he pauses and grins—“service tonight, these little submissives would be happy to attend to you.In addition to her own Dom, each girl will serve two more guests.The first girl to bring all three men to orgasm with her mouth will receive one hundred points.I’ll take the first dozen volunteers.”
The men clamor for a place in line, and I watch, half-horrified and half-fascinated, as the girls kneel and give blowjobs to each of the men lined up in front of them, one after another, until they come.
“Who are the extra guests?”I whisper to Roman, unable to tear my gaze away from the depraved scene.
“Most are Doms who are members at Logan’s club in San Francisco, plus a few TV executives and key hotel personnel.They aren’t allowed to participate, though; only the Doms can.Sometimes the contestants who have been voted off will be invited back for the group events.”
That actually makes me feel better since every Dominant I’ve come in contact with so far seems to have the same ethic as Roman—authoritative and commanding for sure, but always keeping the well-being of the submissive in mind.Except for maybe Michael; he’s someone I wouldn’t want to be alone with.
Although I would probably die of humiliation if I had to give blowjobs to Doms I didn’t know, the saloon-girl submissives—Rose, Tessa, Eva, a pretty but shy submissive named Sabrina, Rebecca’s friend Megan, and a girl named Sophie—don’t seem too bothered by it.In fact, most of them seem to be enjoying it.The crowd begins to chant as Tessa and Megan pass up the other four girls, and both redouble their efforts.Tessa prevails as Luke comes with a jerk of his hips, and the crowd, including me, applauds wildly for her.
I want to go congratulate her, but Logan is saying something about calf roping, and before I know it I’m being hustled over to a roped-off, matted area where the rest of the cowgirls have been herded.
“What’s this?”I whisper to Roman.
“Calf roping.”
“I don’t see any calves.”
His gaze travels over me salaciously.“You’re the calf, sweetheart.”
He chuckles as my eyes widen.He nods toward the matted area where Rebecca has removed her chaps and is standing at one corner of the mat, wearing nothing but a thong and a cowboy hat.
“The rules are simple,” Logan says.“The Dom has five minutes to catch his submissive and tie her up.She must be fully bound hand and foot by the time the bell rings.If the Dom is successful, the submissive will pleasure her Dom like the saloon girls just did for the same amount of time it took the Dom to capture her, up to the five-minute limit.If the sub manages to escape, as her reward her Dom will pleasure her with his mouth for the five minutes she managed to elude him.Doms and subs must stay within the roped area, or they’re disqualified.”
There’s a loud guffaw of laughter from the crowd as Logan hands Emmett two lengths of rope.“On your mark, get set, go.”
I watch, puzzled, as Emmett circles Rebecca, toying with her like a cat with a mouse.I’ve been with him a few times to the MMA gym he belongs to in New York, and I know he’s quick on his feet.I have no doubt he could have her on the mat and bound in under a minute.
“Why doesn’t he just capture her?”I wonder aloud.
“He’s maximizing his pleasure,” Roman says, not taking his gaze off the arena.“The trick is to wait long enough to make your move so you get your submissive’s sweet lips on your cock as long as possible without running out of time and having to pleasure her.”
Ah!I get it now.I cast a sidelong glance at Roman.I fully intend to be the one who’s pleasured tonight.He looks at me knowingly and leans over, his words echoing my thoughts.“I fully intend to have your lips around my cock for the full five minutes.”
Hmpf.We’ll see about that.
