1 comments/ 13728 views/ 1 favorites At the Cabin By: ForHisPleasure It was time. Lyn packed a few bags, grabbed her keys and drove off to the cabin. Getting a motel room would have been easier but the cabin offered more privacy. From the way He sounded the last time they spoke on the phone, privacy would be much more important than luxury and convenience. She stopped at the office to pick up the cabin key and drove down the dirt road, far back into the woods. The cabin looked small from the outside and once she opened the door, she realized it was just one tiny room with a closet sized bathroom. No matter; it had a bed and some other sparse furnishings which would more than accommodate them tonight. Rummaging through her bags Lyn found the sheet she had packed and spread it across the bed. She quickly scurried through another bag to find a bottle of myrrh scented soap. She padded to the tiny bathroom, turned on the water in the shower and crinkled her nose at the smell of well water. He might not be pleased about that but she had no time to worry now. Lyn bathed hurriedly, keeping her hair dry. She toweled off just as quickly and went back to her bags. Black eyeliner, dark lipstick and a short black satin and lace chemise would be her attire for now. She found the toys she had packed and carefully set them out on the dresser for Him to see. She wasn't sure what He had in mind. The important thing was that He had His choice. Then she sat on the bed, listened to the sounds of the night in the woods and waited for Him. The cool night air hit her and she realized she must have dozed off while she waited. He stood at the threshold. She wanted to run to Him and throw herself in His arms but that was not appropriate behavior for tonight. This was about what He wanted; her only want was to fulfill a need to serve and please Him in any way He chose. He said nothing as He walked towards her. He took her hand and pulled slightly so she would stand. Tenderly He put His hand to her face, stroking her cheek and kissed her. She fell into His body, having missed His touch. "I will give you one chance tonight to say no. Will you submit to me no matter what I ask of you?" Lyn whispered a hoarse yes in response. "Yes what?" "Yes Master, I am here to serve and please you." He smiled and gave her one last gentle kiss. Lyn sighed wishing it could continue but also knowing they both had a burning desire for more tonight. As she looked into His eyes it became obvious that they were about to cross over to the next level. Instinctively she lowered her gaze to the floor and knelt in front of Him. He had seen the array of toys on the dresser and now strolled over to inspect the selection. He picked up a small whip and turned to her. "Nice little selection you have slut. Tell me, which is your favorite and least favorite of these?" "The small leather whip is my favorite Master. I don't care much for the leather paddle Master." "So why did you bring it along whore? You want me to use it on you, don't you?" "No Master. I brought it because my wants mean nothing tonight. If You feel I should be disciplined, You should have every tool available to Your satisfaction to do so Master." He smiled. "Good. That was very good my little pet. You have already pleased me." He walked towards her with the small leather whip and put it horizontally against her lips. "Open up." He placed it between her teeth and stepped back. He circled around her and from behind slipped a blindfold over her eyes. She heard Him continue to walk around her, as if He were inspecting her body from top to bottom. She felt His hand cup a breast then slide down her side. He let His hand slide down to her thigh and then under her short skirt. He quickly grazed His hand between her legs and she let out a slight moan. "I didn't give you permission to make a sound whore." He suddenly snapped at her. Lyn heard His zipper slide. The whip was removed from her mouth. "I guess you need something else in your mouth to keep you quiet, don't you? Now be a good fuckslut and tell me what you want in your mouth." "Master may I please You by sucking Your cock?" she asked. "That's all?" He sounded angry as He said it. Lyn was at a loss for words but knew she had to try. She stumbled out a string of pleases and Masters but He wanted more. The whip she enjoyed so much was the tool of discipline for this infraction. She felt it's tendrils brush against her face softly and then whimpered as she felt it's full force on her thigh. She knew she'd better think quickly or she'd feel more. "Master, I am begging to serve You, to kiss and lick and suck You. May I have the privilege of pleasing Your cock with my mouth. I am begging You to use my mouth for Your enjoyment. Please Master?" Her answer being satisfactory, He placed the head of His dick against her lips. She softly kissed and licked at the tip and then slowly worked her way down. As she came up again she licked in circles, moistening the hard rod in front of her. He grabbed her hair and she knew it was time to stop teasing. She parted her lips and slowly slid down taking His entire length into her mouth and down her throat. She sucked hard and bobbed her head down faster and harder each time until she felt Him expanding and throbbing. She took a deep breath and slammed her head down as hard and fast as she could, keeping Him down her throat. He groaned and she felt a spray of warm fluid shooting down her throat. Lyn gently sucked for a moment longer, then began to lick Him clean. He stroked her hair, His breathing ragged. "Thank you Master for allowing me to serve You with my mouth, I hope I have pleased You." He showed no emotion; He merely told her she could rest on the floor for a few moments. He stretched out on the bed. After what felt like an eternity to her, she felt herself being guided to a standing position. She was a bit disoriented from the blindfold but she knew she had to put her trust in Him. He turned her so she was facing the bed. She felt His hand between her legs and flushed knowing that He felt the wetness on her thighs. He parted her legs. She felt His hands move to her shoulders. He pulled at the flimsy straps and tugged her top down so it rested at her waist. With one hand on her hip and another at the small of her back He leaned her forward so she was now spread eagle bent over the bed. "Lean further back and stick your ass out." Lyn rocked back onto her heels, stretching back as far as she could. Again He put His hand between her legs. He delivered a hard smack to her ass and she gasped. "I know what this pussy should feel like. I want it wetter than this. Use your fingers slut and get it ready to be fucked." She licked two fingers and began rubbing them against her clit. "Fuck yourself bitch." She slid her two very wet fingers inside as far as she could. He was enjoying the show. Knowing that she was willing to submit to any of His desires tonight got Him hard again. He moved close to her and rested the head of His cock against her drenched pussy. This was driving her over the edge; playing with herself while feeling the heat of Him was almost too much to bear. He delivered a few more quick smacks and then without warning slammed deep inside her. He held her still by her hair and rode her hard and fast. In just a few moments, knowing she was breaking His rules, she couldn't help but moan and squirm. "Do you want to cum slut?" "Yes Master," she was almost breathless, "may I cum now?" "No. You will not until I allow it. Do you understand?" "Yes. Master." It was hard for her to talk; she was short on breath trying with all her energy to focus on not reaching her climax. He was relentless. He fucked her harder and faster than any time before, waiting for her to fail. She was utterly determined to do as commanded. Over and over she was just seconds from going over the edge and bit her bottom lip to avoid it. He was amused by her frustration and impressed with her dedication to obeying Him. Finally He told her she may begin begging to cum. "Master... I ... please..." Her voice was husky with lust and need and she could barely speak between breaths. "Master .. I need.... I... ...need to ...cum. Please Mas.....Master, please may I ...cum now? He smiled at her effort and told her that yes, she could. He held her tight as her body racked with wave after wave of pleasure. He pulled out of her, still hard and told her to scoot the rest of the way onto the bed. She heard Him walk away. Then He was in front of her. "You've been a naughty little whore. Didn't I tell you not to make a sound? And you've made a horrible mess. First you will clean every drop of this from me. Then I will punish you severely for your disobedience." She searched with her mouth to find Him, still so very hard and hot. Slowly she licked at Him, taking great care in cleaning away all traces of her orgasms. He pulled back away from her and gently ran His hand through her hair. "Very nice. Now I'm going to use the paddle on you. You will be silent." He walked to the other side of the bed. Lyn heard the whoosh and then felt the sting. Tears instantly sprung to her eyes and though she wanted to cry out, she remained silent. A few more cracks of the paddle and He was done. His hands softly rubbed her tender and marked backside and she relaxed a bit. Then he spanked her. She threw her head back at the pain but still made no sounds. "Good slut. Very good. Now I'm going to reward your efforts. You are going to please me with your ass." Lyn felt the coolness of the lubricant as He drizzled it on her. He entered her with one slick finger, then another. He stretched His fingers apart and worked them in and out of her tight ass. The pain and the pleasure mingled and twisted into one sensation for her and He worked her into another frenzy. Then she felt him press against her. She tried to remain still and keep her breathing even knowing that would make it easier to take Him. Slowly He entered her. Lyn felt herself being filled to an extreme she wasn't sure she could handle. Still she didn't resist at all. Inch by inch He slowly kept going until He was buried deep in her ass. He began riding her slowly, with short deliberate thrusts. It wasn't long until His pace quickened. Finally He was losing control and pounding into her. "Do you want to feel me cum in your tight ass slut?" "Yes Master." She bucked back wildly against Him. "Please Master, fill my ass with Your cum." She almost couldn't believe the sensation of Him shooting so deep inside her. He went on for an impossible time, completely emptying into her, then collapsing with her on the bed. He slipped off her blindfold and pulled her close. "Thank you Master." "You are welcome pet. Now rest." He kissed her softly, pulled the blanket over her chilled body and listened to the crickets chirping outside their little cabin. Very content, she began to doze off in His arms. At The Cabin Jason opened the cabin door and let me in. He was waiting for me since morning. 'Sorry I couldn't get here earlier, had to run by the office this morning.' He smiled, wrapped his arms around me and said 'I'm just happy you could make it.' Inside it was warm despite the cold November. Calming sound of a fire heated the air. Jason led me to the couch that faced the fireplace and poured me a glass of red wine and sat down next to me. 'Tell me about your day' he said while he ran his hand and fingers through my hair. He loved my hair and I knew that. I felt a bit of a self-contentment. Kind of a "I got ya now". As skeptic and controlling as I am it filled me with satisfaction that somehow I know what he wants and now the ball is in my court... So childish... Just because I let my hair out - which I usually don't do-, seeing him enjoying it gave me the illusion of control. Same way the charmer's attitude gave him the illusion of mesmerizing me. We talked for a while about things that weren't really relevant but filled the gap of awkwardness between now and the moment we ended up on the bear rug totally naked making love. Exhausted from all the exploding desire and trembling satisfaction that still pulsated in our veins reaching every inch of our body and clouding our brain, we just laid there in each other's arms in silence. He reached out for a blanket and covered us with it. Felt so safe, peaceful and comfortable. I kept running my fingers through his chest hair and he just continued playing whit my hair. Time just stood still and we just enjoyed the soothing silence. 'Do you trust me?' Jason asked. 'Yes' although my brain just screamed "Are you crazy?!! You can't trust a man!" But just once I wanted to take a risk, loose control and not think. Wanted to trust, let all my fears, troubles and thoughts outside the door and just for once, let someone else take control. He stood up offering his hand to help me up. 'Are you ready to go down the rabbit hole with me?' 'Yes' I answered reaching for his hand. He helped me up and led me to a hidden corner of the cabin. There were chains hanging from the ceiling with leather cuffs at their end. I was a bit afraid but excited at the same time. As if he knew my dark desire all along. Would it feel like I imagined it to be? He tied my hands to the chain with the cuffs. I had to stretch myself, me being quiet short and the chains up high. They supported all my weight, it felt liberating with a bit of pain, good pain... Just stretched. Next he cuffed my ankles to another set of chains that were fixed to the floor. Then he took a couple of steps back. Couldn't see what he is doing as I was facing the corner of the room. I heard as he opened the wooden box that stood next to the couch. He took things out of it and returned. I felt the heat of his body as he stood behind me but he wouldn't touch me. Felt so ready and aroused, craving his touch. Than he slowly kissed my shoulder, my neck and whispered: 'Are you sure you want to do this?' 'Yes, I am' 'Your safe word is "river". Say it, and I'll stop instantly.' 'OK' 'What's your safe word?' 'River' 'Good girl.' Then, he cuffed a restraining bar to my ankles too. I was totally immobilized. My excitement rose. He took a step back and just stood there for a moment. Felt him watching me. Then slowly started walking around me, admiring his work, my helpless body. Stopped in front of me, looking at me, scanning me, his eyes pierced into my very soul. Than he took a step forward, put his arm around me and pulled me close. I felt his naked skin against mine, his hard desire burning me. He kissed me with so much passion as if he wanted to eat me alive. Looked into my eyes and said: 'You are so beautiful and once I'm done with you, you'll be even more gorgeous than you are right now.' Kissed me again and disappeared behind me. Covered my eyes with a silk scarf so I wasn't able to see anything. All my other senses sharpened at once. I could hear him breathing, smell the scent of his skin, feel the heat of his body. 'You are mine!' He said and a second later I felt the sting of his palm on my ass. Involuntarily a deep scream left my throat and freed a piece of my soul from the inhibitions dictated by the life I was living. Than he struck again... And again... And again... I didn't even feel the pain anymore just my flesh burning... I felt free. It is ironic: I was tied up, couldn't move, got spanked HARD and I never felt so liberated and aroused in my entire life. He stopped. Ran his hands all over my body and my burning skin. Kissed the back of my neck and stepped away. Felt him staring at me... Slowly walked by me, still gazing at my body and stopped in front of me. Grabbed the back of my neck, pressed his cheek against mine and said: 'Who do you belong to?' 'You' His heavy hand landed on my thigh burning my skin. That part of me wasn't red yet. 'You what?' He demanded. 'You... Sir...?' 'Are you asking me?' 'No Sir' 'That's my good girl. So I'm asking you again. Who do you belong to?' 'You Sir.' 'Say it!' 'I belong to you Sir.' 'Good girl' He sealed his contentment with a long and deep kiss, still holding the back of my neck while his other hand wondered on my thigh. And then, what felt as a struck of lightning, his finger sank into the wet puddle of my pussy. I moaned, the pleasure was just too much to bare... I was on the verge of exploding... 'Don't you dare cum! Not yet, I'm not done with you... Haven't even started yet.' He was still playing with my clit. It was unbearable... The excitement, the pleasure, the stimulation... I could never think I'm able to scream so loud... He silenced me with a long kiss and disappeared behind me again. My knees trembled and I felt my bones melting. The only thing that holded me up, were the chains attached to the sealing. 'You've been a good girl so you deserve special treatment.' With that said he put a heavy collar on my neck and buckled it on. I felt a set of chains hanging from the collar. They felt cold against my breasts, while Jason's hot body and hard desire pressed against my back. Looking over my shoulder he attached what turned out to be a nipple clip at the end of the chain to my left nipple... 'Aaawww' I screamed from the unexpected shooting pain that travelled down in my body causing yet another wave of moisture wetting my inner thighs. 'Breathe baby, breathe.' He whispered and put the other niple clip on too. It was agonizing. He took a step back, the next moment I heard the crack of a whip and instant pain on my upper thigh. I cried out in pain. The strikes became frequent and hard, covering my thighs ass and back. The silk scarf got soaked in my tears and my throat sore from my screams... But still, it felt amazing... Like a lifetime of heartache and pain got beaten out of me. He slowed down, stroke my burning body still tapping my leg with the whip. Embraced me with one arm, pressed his cheek against mine: 'This is how I like you, so red and so ready...' his hand wandered into the pool of my wetness, his finger circling my clit. Still holding the whip in his other hand, grabbed my chin and pulled it up printing small, passionate kisses on my lips. The chains on my colar thightened and the nippleclips tugged my nipples. 'You know, you are not allowed to cum yet.' 'Please Sir, let me cum... Can't take it anymore...Please...'' 'No!' 'Ahh' 'If you cum, you'll be in big trouble...' He spanked my pussy with his hand, took my blindfold off and walked to the front of me. 'Want to see the pain and the pleasure in your eyes.' Started tapping on my inner thigh with the whip, harder and harder until they became also red. Than he did the same thing to my pussy... The whip got wet and my tears that were stopped by the blindfold before, now were rolling down my face. 'You are so gorgeous and so ready' he said and took off one of the nippleclips. The sensation was even more excruciating than when he put it on. 'It's ok baby, just breathe.' And with that said he took off the other one too. Unbuckled the chains from my ankles, still leaving the restraining bar on. Holding me with one arm, liberated my hands from the chains hanging from the ceiling and took my collar off. I collapsed in his arms. Had no power, no bones, no will. He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. Gently placed me on the bed, turned me over so that I was laying on my belly. Cuffed my wrist to the restraining bar too in a way that my pussy and my ass were exposed. Caressed my thighs, my ass, my pussy... 'My God you are dripping... I love it.' With that said, he entered me, his gigantic dick stretching me out, sliding deeper and deeper in me...I gasped. Like a piece of jigsaw puzzle his dick just belonged in me. Pounding on me with no mercy. 'That's right baby girl, i'll fuck you to oblivion. Do you like it?' 'Yes.' was the only thing I was able to say... 'Yes what?' I couldn't speak... 'Yes what?!' 'Yes Sir.' 'Are you my dirty slut?' 'Yes I am... Sir.' 'Say it!' 'I'm your dirty slut Sir.' I mumbled. 'Please Sir let me cum... Please...I'm begging you.' 'In a minute' he said and slided his thumb in my ass. 'Oh my God!' I cried out. I felt so filled... no one ever entered me from there before... 'Now you can cum! Cum for me!' The pain and the stimulation just pushed me over the edge. I orgasmed like a volcano. My whole body spasmed for what it seemed to be long minutes. Jason slowed down, waited until my body calmed down and then he started pounding on me even harder, faster than before. With a huge roar he collapsed over me. We stayed like this for a little while. Than he freed my hands, ankles from the restraining bar. 'How are you feeling?' He asked. 'I have no words... Great... Exhausted...' I couldn't think or put in words "how I was feeling". It was amazing and he was everything I needed. He smiled, held me in his arms caressed me and said. 'You need to sleep now.' Planted a kiss on my forehead, squeezed me tight and we drifted in a deep sleep.