Birds whistling there song above me. I can hear them faintly. The smell of the Earth enters my body as I inhale in the aroma of the dirt and wet moss. Tho it is the Earth I smell there is a since of fresh clean crisp air that lingers. The wind cuts across my body encircling and dancing around me. The coolness makes my body shiver and the bumps rise. My nipples become hard and the air awakens me. I begin to open my eyes and the sun shines thru. Glistening off the leaves that have captured the wet dew.I feel outstretched and somewhat disoriented. I go to move and then I can feel it. The rope wet and yet soft wrapped around my hands. Holding me in this position. I open my eyes fully to asses my surroundings. The sun is showering down thru the tree tops yet the darkness that encloses me makes me feel vulnerable to what may be out there. I tilt my head squinting to see above me and then I see why I am restricted. I am bound to this steady tree. The strength of it holds me up. I look down and tho I already knew I see my body in its raw form. As if I am being brought to one with the raw nature that engulfs me.I should feel uneasy, scared for I do not know how I got here. Yet with each breath I take I am calmed by the scenery. I do not see, hear, nor smell any person around me. I hang there for a length of time. How long I am not sure. The sun is becoming hot and I can feel the warmth of my skin. I have dozed off. Swat.....I awaken to the sting of leather across my ass. I try to twist around to see where and who it came from. But the effort goes unrewarded and I am striked once more. I can feel the straps glide across my body. The smooth cold soft leather kisses my body leaving marks as it does. I react the only way I know how to. My body starts to arch to the strikes. The longing for each hit. I can feel the moisture growing between my legs. 1.2.3.4 swat it comes again 1.2.3.4 I began to count between each release that I get.No words have been spoken at this moment but then I feel his hands. I would know them from anywhere. Masters hands can make me quiver with just a graze of his fingers tips. I feel him and smell him come up from behind me. He reaches up and from around with one hand and cups my right breast while taking my nipple between his finger and thumb. He squeezes soft at first and then harder making me moan. My body longs for him. Needs all that he has to give me. He slides his left fingers into my juicy pussy. "Master I....makfkdc...." No words are allowed I realize as he shoves his left hand full of me in my mouth gagging me.There is a new sensation one that I have not felt before from Master. I feel the warmth and sting at the initial contact of my body. And then as it runs down my body it cools and I can feel the skin underneath tighten. Then another and more. My back is being covered with the sensation and it is invigorating. The feeling comes to the front. I look over to the right in time to see wax being dripped on my breast. It flows smoothly over me. I am captured by this and watch as each drop covers my breast. My body is fully awakened. My hands and arms are numb from the pull. My ass has been beaten red and bruised from the leather. And know the remainder of me feels the burn of the wax and coolness of the breeze across it.Then the best part of all. Master walks in front of me and his appearance alone makes me want to cum. But I do not. I do not look into his eyes. I am a good slut and know my place. but then he grabs my face and lifts it up. Allowing me to gaze upon him but this is only for a brief moment. He knows the torture it causes me to only glimpse him. Then he is behind me once more.Before I can breath I feel the hard push. His cock has entered in me. I long to release but I can not yet. This is for him. He gets to let go. Cum as he needs. He strokes in me. Each time harder. He is forceful holding my hips in place. Then with a blink of an eye and no warning he slams into my ass. The sharp pain I scream out. Master grabs my throat. Chocking my to cut off the noise. I GOD the tighter he squeezes the harder it is for me. Smack with his free hand I feel my ass sting. Deep in my ass he goes. I feel like he is trying to enter his entire being in me. Hard deep over and over. I want to cum and I am doing all I can to not. Then Master says one simple word and it is my undoing. "Cum" It flows from me like a river. My juices run down my legs as I shiver with this orgasm that is beyond anything I have felt before. He is coming I can feel the warmth of him in my. He slides out allowing the cum to seep from me and runs his fingers along my inner thighs to my ass were he scoops up himself and traces his fingers against my lips and enters them in my mouth allowing me to taste the two of us. Then I am released. "Good Girl" is all I am offered.
