I received the message giving me instructions on what to wear and the address and time to meet. Every time I received a message from him I felt that twinge in my crotch, knowing that soon I'd need a fresh pair of panties because the pair I'd been wearing would soon be soaked. I showered and slipped into the thong and half-cup bra I'd been instructed to wear. I felt pretty self-conscious putting on the white blouse, knowing my large nipples could be seen quite clearly through the almost transparent material. I slipped on the thigh-high stockings and skirt. It was hard to walk in the stiletto heels, being that I am more inclined to flip-flop sandals in hot weather. I'd been instructed to the parking lot of a restaurant some distance away. Thinking of meeting him was already getting me pretty moist. Not knowing what to expect excited me even more.
His vehicle was in the parking lot when I arrived. He motioned for me to get in. As I did, he leaned over and kissed me deeply while his hand slid up my inner thigh, fingers sliding the soaked material covering my pussy to the side.
"Good girl," he breathed softly into my ear. "Mmmm you feel delicious," he said as his fingers slid inside my hungry pussy. He loved hearing that sloshing sound. He sat back and smiled at me as I sat there, legs open wide, skirt hiked up to my waist, my wet pussy exposed. He unbuttoned my blouse and twisted a nipple. I gasped. The pain-pleasure sent a surge to my pussy as if there was a wire connecting the 'electricity' between my nipple and my soaking wet cunt. I moaned in pleasure.
"Cover yourself up," he ordered, as he started his car. I did as instructed. I thought we were going inside the restaurant, so I was secretly relieved to not be seen in public dressed as I was. As he drove, his right hand tugged and twisted my nipple and the wetness was now going through the material covering my crotch and seeping back into the crack of my ass.
The next thing I knew the car had stopped... we were in the woods. He told me to get out and stand by my door as he opened the trunk and got out what looked like a black gym bag.
I stood there next to the door, looking around and wobbling on the heels, still dizzy with excitement from his touch. I felt his hand on the small of my back guiding me forward.
"I'm very pleased with you today, my lovely slave," he said. "I see you wore the shoes... now take them off."
I smiled and did as told. I was secretly glad; I knew I'd end up falling while trying to walk through the woods in 5-inch heels. We walked for a few minutes and he stopped. He dropped the bag on the ground and took me in his arms and looked into my eyes. He kissed me long and deep. My hand started to slide toward his fly; I felt his hardness. He pulled away quickly and slapped my face.
"NO," he said sharply. "If you're a good girl, you will get Master's cock, but not just yet.”
I just stood there looking at the grass under my feet. I didn't dare look up. I knew he meant not to hurt me by slapping, but merely to bring me back to reality. He knew how deeply he could bring out the animal in me, and how focused he had made me. He knew my mind better than I knew it myself. I could hear him unzipping the bag behind me.
"Turn around, slut," he ordered. I turned slowly. He was holding rope. "Give me your right hand."
I did as told. He tied my wrist and led me to a nearby tree, tying the other end to it. He then hiked my skirt up, smiled and slapped my ass hard. He unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it down, exposing my shoulders. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck as he softly kissed where my neck and shoulders met. He took my left hand, tied another rope to it, and tied it to another tree. He then tied my legs open at the ankle and tied the ropes to the trees. He stood back admiring his work, smiling. He was behind me now, fiddling around in the bag. He stood directly behind me now, his hand feeling my ass.
"MMM." I heard and felt a sharp pull on the thong string. His hand now in front, he pulled off the thong he had just cut. He put it to his nose and sniffed the wet material. "My slave," he said, "has a very sweet, wet cunt for her Master."
"Yes, Master," I whispered.
He turned to face me, his hand massaging my very swollen cunt lips, the other hand gripping my hair at the base of my neck. He yanked my head back and grabbed a nipple in his teeth as two of his fingers slid easily in my cunt. His tongue flicked back and forth across the hard nipple as his fingers fucked my hole. I moaned in pleasure. He pulled the nipple outward with his teeth, the other hand fucking me harder and faster.
"Do you need to cum, slave?" he asked.
"Yes, Master," I said, feeling the beginnings of a hard orgasm.
His fingers now moved even faster in and out of my cunt, sloshing loudly. He stood up, let go of my hair and grabbed the nipple that was in his mouth with his thumb and forefinger, twirling it back and forth.
"CUM," he ordered, now pulling the nipple. My head was reeling. I let out a very loud moan, his fingers still working my cunt, which was gripping his fingers, now dripping. He pulled his fingers out of my cunt and put them in his mouth. "Good girl," he said.
Had he continued, I could have cum many more times. He went back to the bag on the ground behind me. Next thing I knew something hard was going into my ass. He had slipped a butt plug in. It felt good, but I longed for something in my cunt. I felt a sharp sting across my left ass cheek, then across the right.
“Mmmm,” I moaned as the flogger whipped my ass harder and faster. I could feel the heat on my ass as the blood rose to the skin, reddening it.
"Are you enjoying this, slave?" he asked.
"Yes, Master," I managed to say between heavy breathing.
The flogger hit my ass cheeks back and forth a few more times, then suddenly stopped. He was fiddling in the bag again behind me. "I can see your cunt dripping, slut," he said. "GOOD GIRL." He was at the tree to my right, loosening the rope, but tying it again. He did the same on the left. "Bend over, I want to see your cunt from behind."
I bent over as far as the ropes would let me. In doing so, the butt plug was slowly working its way out of my ass. He came up close and pushed it back in. I then felt the crack of the singletail across my back. It felt like it had ripped the material of the blouse, sharply stinging. He walked and stood in front of me.
"Are you ok, slave?" he asked.
"Yes, Master," I said, my voice shaking.
He was behind me again. The singletail stung my back two more times, then across each ass cheek before stopping. "Don't move,” he ordered. I heard the electronic sound of a camera. "You look so lovely all nice and red for Me." He took a few pictures. The next thing I heard was his breathing and the unzipping of his pants.
He walked to the tree on my right and untied the rope holding my wrist. Carrying it and walking behind me, he then did the same to the left and walked behind me again. He then tied my wrists together behind my back and then eased me to my knees. He reached down and grabbed both nipples, pinching and squeezing and pulling. My head rolled back and I moaned with pleasure. He dropped to his knees and kissed my neck softly, then gave me a gentle bite. He then began sucking on my left nipple, while slipping his fingers again into my dripping wet cunt.
"Mmmmmm" sounded from his throat. "You ARE mine, slave," he said, barely audible above the sloshing sound of his fingers fucking my hungry cunt.
He abruptly stopped and stood up, unbuckled his belt and took out his cock. My eyes widened and my mouth automatically opened. I had been waiting for this. My lips closed around him, taking him slowly all the way to the back of my throat, and then back to my lips, my tongue toying with the back of the head of his cock. He then began thrusting, holding onto my head with both hands... faster and faster... I began to gag.
He momentarily slowed down and said, “Breathe through your nose, bitch.” He resumed thrusting... he groaned and I felt his cum drip down my throat. "Good Girl," he said as he slowly exited my mouth. He stood there breathing heavily as my tongue proceeded to clean his cock. "Mmmm, good girl... very good."
He put his cock away and closed his pants. He untied my wrists and ankles and led me to a blanket he had spread out on the ground behind me. He gently laid me on my back and spread my legs.
"Let me look at you, slave," he said as he arranged the open blouse, exposing my tits. He sat down next to me and smiled. He then proceeded to lick my cunt, telling me how sweet the juice tasted. I moaned. He leaned up on one elbow and began finger-fucking me with two fingers. My hips followed his rhythm. "Cum!" he ordered. My whole body shook, my inner muscles grasped his fingers and I let out a yell. It was one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had.
I laid back breathing quite heavily. He crawled up next to me on the blanket and his mouth latched onto my right nipple... woman's purpose of being both convex and concave, simply to provide sustenance and to pleasure Him. As he sucked, I felt the flow of my milk, and again the flow of my juice below as my body readied itself to pleasure him once again...completing me.
His vehicle was in the parking lot when I arrived. He motioned for me to get in. As I did, he leaned over and kissed me deeply while his hand slid up my inner thigh, fingers sliding the soaked material covering my pussy to the side.
"Good girl," he breathed softly into my ear. "Mmmm you feel delicious," he said as his fingers slid inside my hungry pussy. He loved hearing that sloshing sound. He sat back and smiled at me as I sat there, legs open wide, skirt hiked up to my waist, my wet pussy exposed. He unbuttoned my blouse and twisted a nipple. I gasped. The pain-pleasure sent a surge to my pussy as if there was a wire connecting the 'electricity' between my nipple and my soaking wet cunt. I moaned in pleasure.
"Cover yourself up," he ordered, as he started his car. I did as instructed. I thought we were going inside the restaurant, so I was secretly relieved to not be seen in public dressed as I was. As he drove, his right hand tugged and twisted my nipple and the wetness was now going through the material covering my crotch and seeping back into the crack of my ass.
The next thing I knew the car had stopped... we were in the woods. He told me to get out and stand by my door as he opened the trunk and got out what looked like a black gym bag.
I stood there next to the door, looking around and wobbling on the heels, still dizzy with excitement from his touch. I felt his hand on the small of my back guiding me forward.
"I'm very pleased with you today, my lovely slave," he said. "I see you wore the shoes... now take them off."
I smiled and did as told. I was secretly glad; I knew I'd end up falling while trying to walk through the woods in 5-inch heels. We walked for a few minutes and he stopped. He dropped the bag on the ground and took me in his arms and looked into my eyes. He kissed me long and deep. My hand started to slide toward his fly; I felt his hardness. He pulled away quickly and slapped my face.
"NO," he said sharply. "If you're a good girl, you will get Master's cock, but not just yet.”
I just stood there looking at the grass under my feet. I didn't dare look up. I knew he meant not to hurt me by slapping, but merely to bring me back to reality. He knew how deeply he could bring out the animal in me, and how focused he had made me. He knew my mind better than I knew it myself. I could hear him unzipping the bag behind me.
"Turn around, slut," he ordered. I turned slowly. He was holding rope. "Give me your right hand."
I did as told. He tied my wrist and led me to a nearby tree, tying the other end to it. He then hiked my skirt up, smiled and slapped my ass hard. He unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it down, exposing my shoulders. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck as he softly kissed where my neck and shoulders met. He took my left hand, tied another rope to it, and tied it to another tree. He then tied my legs open at the ankle and tied the ropes to the trees. He stood back admiring his work, smiling. He was behind me now, fiddling around in the bag. He stood directly behind me now, his hand feeling my ass.
"MMM." I heard and felt a sharp pull on the thong string. His hand now in front, he pulled off the thong he had just cut. He put it to his nose and sniffed the wet material. "My slave," he said, "has a very sweet, wet cunt for her Master."
"Yes, Master," I whispered.
He turned to face me, his hand massaging my very swollen cunt lips, the other hand gripping my hair at the base of my neck. He yanked my head back and grabbed a nipple in his teeth as two of his fingers slid easily in my cunt. His tongue flicked back and forth across the hard nipple as his fingers fucked my hole. I moaned in pleasure. He pulled the nipple outward with his teeth, the other hand fucking me harder and faster.
"Do you need to cum, slave?" he asked.
"Yes, Master," I said, feeling the beginnings of a hard orgasm.
His fingers now moved even faster in and out of my cunt, sloshing loudly. He stood up, let go of my hair and grabbed the nipple that was in his mouth with his thumb and forefinger, twirling it back and forth.
"CUM," he ordered, now pulling the nipple. My head was reeling. I let out a very loud moan, his fingers still working my cunt, which was gripping his fingers, now dripping. He pulled his fingers out of my cunt and put them in his mouth. "Good girl," he said.
Had he continued, I could have cum many more times. He went back to the bag on the ground behind me. Next thing I knew something hard was going into my ass. He had slipped a butt plug in. It felt good, but I longed for something in my cunt. I felt a sharp sting across my left ass cheek, then across the right.
“Mmmm,” I moaned as the flogger whipped my ass harder and faster. I could feel the heat on my ass as the blood rose to the skin, reddening it.
"Are you enjoying this, slave?" he asked.
"Yes, Master," I managed to say between heavy breathing.
The flogger hit my ass cheeks back and forth a few more times, then suddenly stopped. He was fiddling in the bag again behind me. "I can see your cunt dripping, slut," he said. "GOOD GIRL." He was at the tree to my right, loosening the rope, but tying it again. He did the same on the left. "Bend over, I want to see your cunt from behind."
I bent over as far as the ropes would let me. In doing so, the butt plug was slowly working its way out of my ass. He came up close and pushed it back in. I then felt the crack of the singletail across my back. It felt like it had ripped the material of the blouse, sharply stinging. He walked and stood in front of me.
"Are you ok, slave?" he asked.
"Yes, Master," I said, my voice shaking.
He was behind me again. The singletail stung my back two more times, then across each ass cheek before stopping. "Don't move,” he ordered. I heard the electronic sound of a camera. "You look so lovely all nice and red for Me." He took a few pictures. The next thing I heard was his breathing and the unzipping of his pants.
He walked to the tree on my right and untied the rope holding my wrist. Carrying it and walking behind me, he then did the same to the left and walked behind me again. He then tied my wrists together behind my back and then eased me to my knees. He reached down and grabbed both nipples, pinching and squeezing and pulling. My head rolled back and I moaned with pleasure. He dropped to his knees and kissed my neck softly, then gave me a gentle bite. He then began sucking on my left nipple, while slipping his fingers again into my dripping wet cunt.
"Mmmmmm" sounded from his throat. "You ARE mine, slave," he said, barely audible above the sloshing sound of his fingers fucking my hungry cunt.
He abruptly stopped and stood up, unbuckled his belt and took out his cock. My eyes widened and my mouth automatically opened. I had been waiting for this. My lips closed around him, taking him slowly all the way to the back of my throat, and then back to my lips, my tongue toying with the back of the head of his cock. He then began thrusting, holding onto my head with both hands... faster and faster... I began to gag.
He momentarily slowed down and said, “Breathe through your nose, bitch.” He resumed thrusting... he groaned and I felt his cum drip down my throat. "Good Girl," he said as he slowly exited my mouth. He stood there breathing heavily as my tongue proceeded to clean his cock. "Mmmm, good girl... very good."
He put his cock away and closed his pants. He untied my wrists and ankles and led me to a blanket he had spread out on the ground behind me. He gently laid me on my back and spread my legs.
"Let me look at you, slave," he said as he arranged the open blouse, exposing my tits. He sat down next to me and smiled. He then proceeded to lick my cunt, telling me how sweet the juice tasted. I moaned. He leaned up on one elbow and began finger-fucking me with two fingers. My hips followed his rhythm. "Cum!" he ordered. My whole body shook, my inner muscles grasped his fingers and I let out a yell. It was one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had.
I laid back breathing quite heavily. He crawled up next to me on the blanket and his mouth latched onto my right nipple... woman's purpose of being both convex and concave, simply to provide sustenance and to pleasure Him. As he sucked, I felt the flow of my milk, and again the flow of my juice below as my body readied itself to pleasure him once again...completing me.
