My name is Jack Ridge. My wife, Amanda, and I own Ridgewood Stables in a small southern town. We started it a few years after getting married and love working with the horses, and love that we can make pretty good money, working together throughout the day. We have a bunch of stalls for animals, a great office and several storage rooms for tack and all the other equipment we use to keep the place running like a well oiled machine.
A few years back Amanda was helping me put away some equipment in one of these rooms when my wrist got tangled in a strap on a piece of gear I was hanging on a hook. As I was trying to untangle myself, Amanda grabbed my ass and said "This could be interesting."
We kissed and I said "Anytime you want, I'm game."
Amanda got me free and the conversation stopped there. Later that night in bed though the subject came up again when Amanda asked "Were you serious earlier when you said I could tie you up sometime."
I kissed her deeply and said "Yeah. It seems like it'd be fun." Secretly I had fantasized about Amanda taking control. Every girl I had been with, including Amanda, had expected me to take control. It seemed like I always was the one calling the shots.
We fucked that night like never before, both of us I later found out dreaming about me being dominated.
I few days later, Amanda tied me to a couple hooks on the wall and took complete control over the situation. It was a little awkward and clumsy but she came several times before allowing me to empty my balls and when I did it was huge. We both knew that night that we had found something wonderful and we would be doing this again and again.
Things have only got better since that first time. I now have leather straps that lock onto my wrists and or ankles and we've figured out several different ways to bind me so that I am held in different positions at Amanda's whim. We've also got an assortment of other devices Amanda uses and the nice part about an Equestrian Center is the straps, riding crops, and other items are hung on hooks, or stored on shelves right out in the open for anyone who walks into that storage room to see. In fact no one notices the extra iron rings I mounted in the ceiling, and I have spent many hours bent over the stand I had originally built and still use for repairing saddles.
One day I was feeling pretty horny and made sure Amanda was aware of it. When the last of our employees had left for the day, Amanda grabbed me by the wrist and led me to our what all our employees call the Saddler's room since during the day that's where I do most of my repair work on the tack.
As soon as we were in the room Amanda let go and said "Strip."
I quickly complied and as I was getting naked Amanda was getting the straps and running them through the rings in the center of the ceiling. As she worked she noticed I was completely naked and my cock was standing straight out. "Hobble yourself." she commanded.
I grabbed a horse hobble (a leather device designed to keep a horse from running off) and cuffed my ankles together with them. This device would hold me legs about 8 inches apart.
Next she stuffed my bit gag in my mouth and secured the straps behind my head. Then the leather straps were cuffed onto my wrists and pulled extremely tightly through the rings and tied off. Amanda managed to get the straps tight enough that if I stood on my tiptoes I could take a little stress off my wrists, but that was it.
Amanda smacked me on the ass and said, "There that's better."
Walking around in front of me, Amanda dropped to her knees and took my hard cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head a few times sliding my cock in and out of her mouth then took me deep, my cock hitting the back of her throat. Then she released my cock and looking up at me said, "You like that don't you?"
"Mmm Hmmm" was all I could manage around my bit.
She ran her tongue in circles around the head of my dick and then took me back into her mouth. With one hand she began playing with my balls, which she knows drives me crazy as she started bobbing her head on my cock again. I felt like I could shoot my load at any second, but knew after many times of doing this before, there was no way Amanda would allow that. No, on nights like this she would cum many times before allowing me to reach the peak.
After a minute or two, Amanda started taking me deep into her throat again then sliding out till only the head was in her mouth only to take me deep again. I felt my balls start to tighten in her hand and thought she might actually screw up and let me go too far. Just then she released my cock from her mouth and stood up looking me straight in the eyes and saying "You seemed to be enjoying that a little too much."
Stepping back from me Amanda untucked her denim shirt from her jeans and seductively began to unbutton it. Just as she started on the third button down and a little lace from her bra began to show. The phone in the office rang. She looked back over her shoulder as it rang a second time, then buttoned her blouse back and quickly said "Be right back." as she turned and headed out.
I could only watch her sway as she left the room, me hanging there unable to move. The few minutes she was gone seemed to take forever and all I could do was watch my cock go limp, waiting for her return.
Moments later she swung around the corner and said "I have to run up to the house for a minute. I'll be right back." and then as she turned to close the door she added "Don't go anywhere." and closed the door leaving me alone once again.
Our house was only a couple hundred yards from the barn, but I knew it would be more than a minute, and I just hoped it wasn't too long since my arms were going numb above my head.
Listening to the sounds around me I realized since I never heard the truck start up, Amanda must have walked to the house. This would take her even longer. I resigned myself to just hanging there listening to the occasional movement of one of the animals and straining to here Amanda's footsteps as she returned.
Shortly I heard something but it certainly wasn't Amanda coming back. It was a car coming in off the highway. God, what a time for business to pick up. Soon I heard the car come to a stop, and two doors open and then bang shut, and voices outside. They were not loud enough for me to make out but they were definitely headed for the door down by the office.
I thought I would just stay perfectly still and they would wait at the office until Amanda got back, or get mad that no one was here and leave. Either way I wouldn't be discovered.
When the voices entered the door up by the office they became loud enough, I could here what they were saying. I also could make out who the voices belonged to. It was the Addison twins. Denise and Danielle. I have been giving these two girls riding lessons since they were in junior high. Even back then these girls were pretty and believe me they knew it but as they progressed into and through high school they developed into beautiful young women and, as I understand it world class cock teases. Now they were both juniors in the local college and drop dead gorgeous.
"Mr. Ridge." I heard Denise call out.
Danielle said "Looks like no one is here."
"Their Truck is parked right there. Someone is here." Denise snapped, then called out again "Mr. Ridge, Mrs. Ridge is anyone here?"
Their voices lowered to a point where I couldn't make out what they were saying but I could tell they were slowly working their way closer to where I was.
Panic started to set in as I thought about what would happen if they opened that door and saw my hanging here. They would probably run off and tell their rich bitch of a mother. A woman who truly hated me, though what I ever did to her I'll never know. I'll deny it. I'll say it wasn't me they saw. Wait these two never put down their cell phones. They'll probably take pictures of me and have them posted on the internet before they even get to their car.
About then I made out Danielle saying "We can't go back there. That's 'Employees Only'."
All right they will stop there. I thought
Then Denise said "Relax Danielle. None is here to stop us, and besides we're not gonna mess anything up. We just need to find Mr. Ridge."
Oh God. They aren't gonna stop after all I thought. Thoughts of the newspaper headlines and what would happen to my business flashed through my mind as the voices lowered to unintelligible whispers again.
They were getting close and I was getting scared. Damn scared. But something else was happening too. My cock was back to rock hard. I couldn't believe it, fear was turning me on. And why not. What if these girls see me and decide to take advantage of the situation. They could lift their Catholic school skirts and back onto my hard cock shoving me deep into their tight pussies. Shit like this happens in penthouse all the time right. Wait they graduated from those uniforms 3 years ago, but hey they gotta be wearing something right.
I was snapped back to reality by Denise's voice right outside the door.
"You ever wonder what the Ridges do here when no one else is around?" I heard her ask.
