He kissed me again. A deep passionate kiss. I could tell He was turned on too but at the same time restrained and caring for my pleasure. He careful undid the chain between my nipples and released the jewellery putting them in my clutch bag for me so that they didn’t get lost.
I assumed He would untie me there and then and that then we would talk and I would leave but No. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to hear me beg for His cock but the challenge was to resist until He decided whether I deserved the reward or not. If I orgasmed again, I would lose any reward. With that I could feel the pressure released from one of my legs for a brief second and then suddenly my leg was lifted and moved slightly outwards. My skirt was then moved up so it was out of the way and the other leg had the same treatment. I can only guess what the image looked like but I was clearly ‘open for business’.
I heard rustling and got agitated. He sensed this and assured me that we were alone on this occasion. ‘Interesting words’, I thought.
I then sensed that He was up to something. I clearly didn’t know what but had already built enough trust for there to be no worries. And there it was again. His tongue on my pussy, licking, biting, sucking. This carried on with the intensity being increased then slowed down then increased and slowed down.
‘Bastard’, at times I secretly thought.
I knew I was wet. It wasn’t difficult for anyone to see or feel it. There didn’t seem to be any toys this time being released which surprised me but I went with the flow. He knew just what to do and what I wanted more of and what I didn’t. His tongue stopped and was replaced instead by his fingers playing and circling my clit. It wasn’t long before I felt one finger inserted quickly followed by a second. Their rhythm was gentle and slow at first and increased with a slight tickling of the front of my pussy near the ‘g-spot’. I knew I was enjoying it and a third finger was inserted. The combination of fingers, speed and motion was pushing my sensations and I knew it wouldn’t take much for my orgasm. Sensing this, He slowed down again. This went on for quite a few minutes and before long I admit I was begging to be fucked.
‘Fuck me’, ‘I want to be fucked’, I shouted without a care in the world. And with that, He would calm and slow things down. He would then caress me and play with other parts of my body including my breasts. Then He would start again – sometimes with his fingers dancing and thrusting in my pussy, sometimes with his tongue and sometimes with his fingers on my clit. After about the fifth time of being brough to the brink of orgasm, I knew it wasn’t going to take much more to tip me over the edge. I had to stop myself which was a mammoth job as I was so turned on. My pussy was wet and squelching; my nipples sensitive to any slight breath of wind and I knew I had turned Him on by doing as I was ordered to. It was a recipe for a strong orgasm .. but I had to fight it. I’d lost track of the time but not of my sensations. My mind and body had not been brought to the brink so many times before yet I still wanted to prove to Him that I deserved to be submissive to Him.
I was almost there again – begging Him to put me out of my misery and fuck me. If I sounded desperate, I was. This was raw built up sexual frustration. I wanted His cock. I needed His cock. And then He stopped again and my mind went through so many expletives in the space of a couple of seconds and then I felt it. There was no mistaking it. It was His cock, rubbing up and down my pussy, threatening to be engulfed in my pussy juices and muscles. ‘Just give it to me’, I thought and almost as if on instruction, He inserted it in my pussy and grabbed the outside of my boots. I was at His mercy. I knew it wouldn’t take much for me to orgasm on His cock but wanted Him to as well.
All I kept saying was ‘Fuck me, Sir’ and then my pussy fully engulfed it. He began to get a rhythm up and started talking dirty to me about the future adventures we could have in the future if I wanted to submit. I couldn’t answer. My body was already tensing and I could feel my pussy muscles contracting around His beast. He was clearly feeling it too as His breath had become fast and our moans were uniform. And then it hit. I clamped around His cock as it hit me. I could do nothing. It overtook me. It started and wouldn’t stop. Clearly it affected Him too as I could feel Him close. I wanted nothing more than for Him to fill me. Suddenly as I came to my senses, He pulled out and moved up towards my face. He was jerking off His cock in front of my face and could hold back no longer. He covered my chest and nipples – stream after stream. With that, He presented His cock towards my mouth and I licked it clean. I didn’t even need instruction.
He said, ‘Next time slut, you will take and swallow the lot. My choice is whether it’s your pussy, arse or mouth that swallows it.’
I heard the hamper go again. He reached over and got something out. I was thinking to myself – ‘no more, give me a break’ when in fact he started wiping my chest with some wet wipes or similar. I assume He did the same to himself.
He then careful undid my ankles and released them, caressing and massaging my legs to ensure that the circulation returned. He next did the same with my wrists and arms and suddenly I was free from restraint. Lastly he took the blindfold off my eyes, looked deep into them and simply smiled.
I was in heaven and He knew it. Whilst I was coming down from heaven, He kindly offered me a drink and told me to listen. I was all ears.
‘Slut. You have just experienced what I like to call a reward for obedience, good behaviour and carrying out my wishes. These rewards vary and surprises are aplenty. However disobedience, bad behaviour and not carrying out my wishes leads to the other end of the spectrum. No matter how your mind imagines this, the reality will be far different so speculation is futile. You now have a choice to make and have the time which it takes you to walk back to your car from here to decide. Remember eyes are always watching so I will know when you have left. The decision which you have to make is whether you want to submit to me, draw up the rules and your limits, and live your life for adventure or whether you want to carry on as you were before today.’
With that He lent is for a kiss. I can only describe it as passionate and lasting.
He then told me to make myself look presentable, walk back to the car and use the time wisely to think seriously about His offer. When I got back to the car, He expected my answer by text message.
With that, He took my hand and led me back the route we had come. On the other side, He simply kissed me on the lips and turned back through the greenery.
I was hooked. I wanted to text Him there and then. I had no idea what would happen but I knew I wanted it.
The worries of before walking in what I had been required to dress in had disappeared. All I wanted to do was get back to the car.
I arrived and simply sent a text message saying ‘Yes Sir, I submit to you.xx’
I got in the car shaking and drove home. I had no idea what I had just done but I couldn’t wait to find out. My adventures were only just beginning.
The End
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