Extract from A Taste of Amber

Melody was smiling and walking towards me with every sign of confidence. I hesitated, threw my whip down and feinted a dash for the field, then charged her. I hit her full on and we went down into the puddle that had formed in the centre of the enclave. She squealed and grabbed at my wrist, trying to get her weight on top of me. The pressure came onto my arm, forcing me back inch by inch. She was incredibly strong, her face showing a grin of triumph and delight as I began to give way. My own feelings began to betray me, the mental need for her to dominate me rising as her physical strength overcame me.

'Better to give in easy girl,' Melody said through gritted teeth, 'or I'll take you back tied and your little girlfriend will see you.'

It was the wrong thing to say, making me think of Susan, naked and trembling in my arms, begging for punishment. The image fired new determination and I started to push back. It was hopeless, but for a moment she was off balance. I twisted and rolled, finding myself behind her and managing to plant a hard smack on her meaty bottom. For a moment she was distracted, enabling me to crawl away, only for her hand to catch onto my jodhpurs and pull them down over my bottom. I kicked out, contacting something soft. Melody squeaked and wrenched herself away. I sat up to find her jumping to her feet. She spun around to face me. I stayed low, waiting for her in a squat.

'Harmony says you'll be easy to handle once you've been peed on,' I said, determined to give her a dose of her own medicine.

She leapt at me like a wild cat, knocking me back and hissing wordlessly as she clawed at me. I went down under her, grabbing at her wrists to stop her scratching me. For a moment her naked breasts were in my face, then her legs were straddling my waist, pinning me to the ground.

'No way!' she shouted, flustered far beyond what I had expected. 'You're going to get that, not me!'

I twisted again, throwing her off me to land hard in the mud. She grabbed at my blouse, tearing it open, her nails catching one of my breasts and leaving a long, scarlet scratch. That really made me see red. She was grappling me, trying to roll me onto my front. I resisted, taking her weight on my arms and trying to force her back. For a moment there was deadlock. Melody's face was contorted with the strain and her passion, her eyes burning with determination. She grunted, wrenching furiously at me but only gaining an inch. Once more there was deadlock, then, slowly, painfully she began to give. Her expression changed from determination to alarm as I bent her arm back, my teeth gritted together with the effort. She gave a grunt of consternation as I began to twist her arm, then a furious sob as I applied an arm lock and triumphantly straddled her back.

I was filthy with mud and my blouse had been torn completely open, also my bra, leaving both breasts uncovered and soiled. My jodhpurs were half-down, my panties sodden and torn across the seat. My skin was scratched and wet, yet none of it mattered. By good luck the rope was within reach and I made quick work of lashing Melody's wrists and attaching them to her waist, then lashing her ankles to leave her completely helpless. I stood up, panting and exhausted yet utterly triumphant.

It was hard to judge how long we had been fighting, but nothing like an hour. I had plenty of time to enjoy my beautiful captive. I pulled up my jodhpurs but decided to leave my blouse open for the moment. The next job was to colour her bottom up, which was less than easy as her skin was the colour of dark chocolate anyway.

'Spanking time for you Melody,' I told her. 'Then your favourite treat.'

She squirmed in her bonds but said nothing, instead turning her head to look up to me. Her eyes were big and moist, her mouth a little open. I laughed and went to fetch my riding whip. She gave a little sob when she saw me pick it up, and I made a deliberate show of smacking it against my palm as I approached her.

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