Bondage in the Woods
Hi all!
Now that "The Seduction of Gabriella" is finally published, I turn my erotic pen to my next project.
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Here's a teaser from my erotic short story collection, a set of quick, sexy tales designed for couples to read to one another in the bedroom. This one is intended for a man to read to his woman. I personally see a man sitting behind his blindfolded wife, her wrists tied behind her back, and her reads into her ear.
Enjoy!
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“Sshh,” I whisper. “Sshh. Don't alert the other campers.” You are struggling a bit, but there's no reason for you not to trust me. I think it's kind of hot actually that you're putting up some resistance. “I know you want to be fucked in the woods like a good little slave. Don't you.”
You go absolutely still, your body rigid and taught. Then I feel you slump a little. “Mhmm,” you whimper, nodding.
“Well then come here, slave.” I walk you to the tree and from my backpack pull a pair of silver handcuffs. You groan in anticipation.
I command you to place your wrists above you. You raise your arms in silence. I put my hand to your throat. “When you obey me, I expect the words ‘Yes, Master’ from that pretty little slave mouth.”
“Yes, Master.”
I affix the cuffs to one wrist and loop it around a branch above you. I click the cuffs home. You pull against the branch but it holds true. You are now my cuffed slave, wrists bound helplessly above you.
Next, I pull out a blindfold. The world goes dark as the soft material slips over your fluttering eyelids.
You hear me shuffling through the backpack once more. I show you what I find with the soft “snip snip” sound of a pair of metal scissors. You're wearing a tight tank top for our hike on this cool morning, and I cut it off slowly from the bottom to the top. It gives way, leaving your breasts exposed, though still covered by a sports bra.
I tease you with the scissors. The cold, metal point presses to your jugular than down to your collarbone.
Your breath quickens. You feel your pussy getting damp from the excitement of it all.
“Are you scared, slave?” I ask.
“No, Master,” you whimper.
I press the length of one of the metal blades flush against your soft cleavage. You breath in sharply, anticipating. I slide it downward between your tits, then up along your cleavage on each side. Finally, I snip at the center of your bra, cutting it with deliberate slowness, building your desire. Finally, the material is severed, and the bra splits in two at the front. I push the cups aside. Goosebumps erupt all over your body as the sweet morning air pours over your exposed breasts. The soft breeze teases your bare nipples, now fully erect from our sudden turn to eroticism in the woods.
I slip the scissor tip down the front of your shorts. Your breath leaves your lungs.
“Should I cut these panties off too?”
“Anything you want, Master.”
“How about I just drop your panties to your ankles and leave you here, hmm? Let any hiking woodsman have his way with you?”
“Oh god Master! Please don't.”
I drop the scissors to the ground and slip three fingers inside your shorts and panties. I can feel your wetness. I rub your clit in slow, calculated circles. I whisper hot into your ear: “I know you want this. I know you fantasize about being fucked in the woods. Tell me.”
“Yes, Master. I want it. Please.”
“What do you want?”
“To be fucked by you in the woods. To be taken.”
I unzip your shorts and pull them down your legs, easily slipping them over your shoes and off. You stand there now in a pair of pink boy short panties, a bra severed in two hanging off your sides, and your tits hanging out.
I spank your ass and you cry out. The sound echoes off the trees.
“Oh spank me, Master,” you whine.
I do better than that. You hear me shuffling more items by the tree. After a moment, the sensation of leather straps drags across your ass.
A whip.
I slap your sexy ass with it once. Twice. The third time harder, and this one makes you jolt. It stings! But oh God it stings so good!
I twirl the whip on your ass in rhythm.
Thwap. Thwap. Thwap. Thwap.
You moa
n and whimper as your skin becomes raw and irritated. But being spanked with leather is making your pussy wet. It’s making you submissive. You squirm against the cuffs like a good slave.
I move to stand in front of you. After dragging the bitter leather across your lips once, I start the same rhythmic punishment on your breasts. They are more sensitive and your nipples ache from the stinging smacks.
But you can't deny it. Your panties are soaked.
Over and over on your tits. Every second is brings more wonderful agony to your aching, hard nipples. Your lovely, sunlit breasts jiggle with each impact.
It's wonderful for me to watch.
How incredibly arousing to hear you moan or cry out, your struggle against your bondage yields no escape. Your body is mine.
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Hope you like! Stay tuned for more, and I'd love to hear your comments. Muah!
