Into the woods

She had met him just once a few days ago, but the thoughts and sensations were still tingling her senses, still real. Her mind wandered, her hand strayed during those private moments - all too often thinking about him..

It was a beautiful warm sunny morning. The kind of day that was all too rare and for once, she had the day off. Sipping coffee, catching up with some magazines - that elusive me-time we never seem to find away from all the roles we have to play in life..

Her phone buzzed, breaking the spell. She almost decided to ignore it or even turn it off. OMG it's him! She clicked on the message which simply gave her a clear set of instructions.

"Get on the M.. motorway. Come off at Junction 6, follow the B.. road until you see a junction for etc etc.. then park in the parking area there..

Her heart lept, her pulse was almost audible as she read it over and over. He was very clear. This what she had to do.. Then she remembered, she had told him about her day off and now he clearly had plans for her.. Part of her wanted to ignore this. To hide. Maybe she could claim she never got the message? Then she remembered their first meeting and a pang of pure lust shot down her body and she felt that familiar tingling growing between her legs.. She had to go. She would go! Go for it! Throw caution to the winds.. fuck it, I'm going, she told herself and went to the car.

The instructions were good and only 20 mins later, she was pulling into the parking area in a quiet beauty spot next to a large area of woods, famous in the area with picnickers, hikers and the rest..

Now what?, she thought and immediately lost her bravado and almost reached for the ignition.. No I'll wait, she said to herself. She waited, wound down the window and listened to the sounds of the forest nearby. There were no sounds, no-one around and yet there were many, many sounds. Leaves rustling, bees, birds, a gentle breeze caressing the tops of the tall grass.. She started to relax again, soaking in the atmosphere..

Her phone buzzed again waking her from her daydream. Another message!

"Take the path on the right until you get to a fork. Take the right-hand path and keep going until you get to a small clearing with a large tree in the centre. Look around you. Look at the tree"

She set off, tentatively. She was almost afraid to break a twig or bend a blade of grass as she picked her away down the path as instructed, silently. Gradually the sounds changed more and more to the sounds of the forest. The sunlight was now dappled between the leaves as the forest gradually enveloped her. Now a slight echo; leaves rusting, a warm breeze caressed her face beckoning her to go deeper into a different place and time. The sounds of small animals and insects around her became more and more apparent. Her senses seemed to be on overdrive.

She came to the fork in path and checked the instructions one more time and took the right path as instructed. This path started to get smaller and smaller as if very few had been that way in the last few weeks. The grass was taking over and she ended up literally wading through, but thankfully could still see the original path below.

This was madness! What was she doing out here all alone in the forest following some instructions from a man she barely knew and had only met once.. But what a meeting that was.. Her mind and her body ached for more - needed it like a drug. She knew she had no choice. Fate had decided and fate was in control.

She pressed on with quiet determination and there is was suddenly.. The clearing was there just as she had been told it would be. She checked the text again. "Look around". Look around? What does that mean? Look around where? Then she looked at the tree again as she got closer.

She could now clearly see the bag hanging from the low branch, swinging lazily, half catching the light from above. Her heart lept again. Someone had been here before. He had been here before! She took it down and started to undo the string at the top.

She pulled it open and looked inside, her heart racing. There was a note.. It said simply "put them on". She pulled out a blindfold and a pair of cuffs.. her legs almost gave way. She was both scared and excited at the same time, but she knew that as soon as she had put on the blindfold and the cuffs, there was no going back. She was at the mercy of whoever came along. She didn't have a key. This required a huge leap of faith and trust.. But once again her curiosity and fear gave way to lust. She wanted this so much...

Her head screamed and for a moment the trees, the sky and clouds wheeled around her.

"Am I really going to do this?" "This is insane", she thought. "Even dangerous."

But again she felt that pang of pure lust as she remembered his touch, his body, his low growling voice that made her melt. Whatever he said she would do - she just needed to so much.

She made up her mind, she would do it, she just couldn't help herself. The thought of him coming to her now was too much. She had to do it. She put on the cuffs with her hands in front of her and slipped on the blindfold.

Immediately, everything changed. Just that simple act of being restrained and helpless with the sudden loss of one of her major senses was so much more intense than she could have imagined in this setting. All the sounds of the woods were there, in sound technicolour. The small finches darting from tree to tree. A cricket clicking nearby, the warm Summer breeze catching the stems of long grass. Every slight sound made her heart jump with a mixture of fear and excitement.

She heard a twig snap and her heart leaped in her mouth. Is that him? Then nothing, then a slight brushing sound. No, she's just imagined it.. A few more minutes past. She couldn't be sure, but she thought maybe he was there? No, maybe not..

"I'm here" The voice was so close to her ear, so deep and low. She literally jumped out of her skin with a stifled cry and intake of breath. It took her completely by surprised. her heart was racing so much she felt it may burst..

"We're going to start now Kathy" She stifled a sound. "What did you say Kathy?" She stuttered and fumbled her words and was sure she was coming over like a complete idiot. You say "Yes Sir" as the correct response. "is that clear?" "Yes Sir, she said clearly"

"Good girl" God, just that simple affirmation from him felt so good - so right, so horny. "Now Kathy, if you want something you have to ask for it nicely. It doesn't mean than you will get it or get it immediately, but you can ask." So if you desperately need to cum, you will say "Please Sir, may I cum". If you want more, then it's "Please Sir can I have more?"

"So now we begin" he said. "Let's warm you up first"

Kathy was wearing a short summer top, a short skit and flat shoes to navigate through the rough ground. Underneath though, at this point her panties were already soaked through and he hadn't even touched her yet!.

"Are you wet already Kathy?" he asked. "Yes Sir", she said "very wet"

"Good girl". OMG, there it was again, that simple affirmation and yet it just made her gasp. An aching, pulsing feeling was now coursing up her groin. It seemed connected to her head through her nipples. She had never felt so turned on in her entire life - and he hadn't even touched her!

He took her hands and pulled her to follow him. She realised she was by the tree in the centre of the clearing. He unlocked her cuffs and then pulled her hands round the trunkand then relocked them so she was cuffed right round the tree, her face touching the rough bark.

"You've felt my hand before Kathy but have you ever felt the crop? he whispered in her ear "No Sir" she replied, her voice wavering with a mixture of fear and lust. A crop? ! her mind reeled. "Do you want it Kathy?" he whispered again even quieter this time. "Oh yes please Sir", she replied, stronger this time.

He positioned himself behind her and to the side at arms length, then she felt the rough leather shaft of the crop stroking down her face and neck. Over her aching, hard nipples, then down over her bum through the dress and all the way down her legs. She literally wiggled on the spot unable to control her response.

"I think we'll just slip off this dress now" he said louder this time and started to undo the clasp and a short zip so that it fell round her legs, revealing her perfect arse cheeks spreading and bursting either side of the tight panties.

He then started to stroke her cheeks with the crop, she wiggled some more. "Do you really want this Kathy?" he asked again. "Oh yes please Sir I do want it now please Sir."

Kathy heard the sound of the crop swish through the air, followed by a sharp pain on her bum. She let out a cry. It stung. Then and another and another, each time the pain turned to intense pleasure. he then started to pull down her cotton panties to reveal his first efforts. Some definite stripes beginning to form.

Kathy's perfect arse was now out in all it's glory and he stood for a while to admire it. Then more strokes. Swish, again and that intense pain and pleasure.

Then he touched her. His left hand came round the front and his fingers started to explore her soaking pussy, stroking her hard bud, but still the crop continued - not as hard, but regular. The sensations were too much to bear now, with his hand rubbing her clit and the crop, she was really close to the edge for the first time. She knew she was going to cum and cum hard.

"Please sir I need to cum" She virtually begged him. "No he said firmly" Don't you dare just yet" Her head screamed, her pussy and her bum were now on fire. She was desperate. "Please Sir I really need to". "Hmm," he said pausing" "Will you be a good girl and cum when I tell you to?" "yes Sir" she said at once. "Will you tell me when you are cumming?" he said again. "yes Sir, anything Sir" she replied without hesitation. "Will you cum really loudly for me like a good girl?" he said again. "God yes Sir Pleeeease" She virtually whined the last word, begging and desperate for her release from this torture

He moved his hand now and entered her from behind with two fingers, then curled them downwards to find her rough, spongy g spot and started to stroke. She moaned uncontrollably as he cropped her again and again as he did it. Now she was literally dripping and totally desperate.

"Ok, Kathy he said, remember what I said" "yes Sir, please", she whined.

He put the crop down and began undoing the button on his pants and pulling the zip. She heard it.. "Oh God please sir, I need you to fuck me now - hard"

He entered her soaking pussy in one single stroke, grabbing an fistful of hair and slapping her arse hard and started to fuck her with hard, long thrusting stokes. Harder and harder he went and faster. "this is what you've been waiting for you little slut" He growled. Kathy was moaning and so desperate she couldn't even reply.

"Cum now", you little bitch he almost shouted. "Now!" He slid his other hand round her front and began to rub her clit hard as he fucked her..

"I'm cumming" she whimpered, the sensations were overwhelming. Nothing like she had ever felt before. It was a physical pain that needed a physical release.

"Louder" He shouted "I'm cumming" she moaned loudly. "Louder" he shouted again and smacked her arse really hard while pushing his thumb into her little hole. This sent her completely over the edge and she literally screamed "I'm cumming", barely able to form the words, her scream echoing through the woods. She started to convulse wildly, not even able to support her weight. His hands stopped her falling as she bucked and writhed against the tree, on and on.

He thrust harder and harder now, no longer able to contain his lust. He growled and moaned in her ear and flooded her pussy with his cum, wave after wave, calling her names spending himself deeply. Eventually they stopped, and gradually came down, slowly relaxing, him still inside her, her breathing heavily, not talking. She was barely able to believe what had just happened. the most intense experience of her life.

The woods reclaimed their own sounds now, the wild interruption silent for the moment. The finches skipped from tree to tree, the crickets clicked their song. No-one and nothing knew they had been there. It was almost a dream..