0 comments/ 17864 views/ 2 favorites Totally Sub in the Woods By: Player One Part 1 "How would you like to spend a day with me hiking in the back section of Harriman Park?" This is the question that I put to my longtime girlfriend. Her name is Susan and she is the most fantastic piece of work God has ever put together and stamped 'completed'. She is a Police Officer. Not only that, she is a SWAT Commander. We first met 23 years ago through a friend of mine named Sammy, who was also a cop. We were both fresh out of the same college with Sammy going immediately into police work while I taught Psychology at a local community college and continued on with my Master's in New York City. Sammy introduced Susan to me at a party he was having at his apartment. The strange thing about that party was that my date, Nanci, ended up marrying Sammy and Susan became my companion for life. We have all discussed that party over and over again, for years now, and we all laugh like crazy every time we reminisce about the several marriages and long term relationships that started at that one single casual party of booze, dancing, and a little touchy-feely here and there. But, that was 23 years ago and a few things have changed drastically since then. Susan is now 44 with one of the toughest jobs in the world. She is just as beautiful now as she was at age 21. She is 5'10" tall with blue eyes and long blond hair that goes halfway down her back when released from the tightly clipped boring hairstyle required of a female cop during their daily shift. She has a fantastic figure with legs to her ears and I can look into her eyes and see forever. She once told me that that scared the hell out of her at first, but ultimately became the reason we are still together. She told me that there was no way she could keep a secret from me so she had to decided to make a choice of either trusting me with everything that makes her who she is or never seeing me again. She hadn't been too happy about having to make either one of those choices but I think she made the right one. Our trust in each other is absolute. Susan is a hard assed cop. She was strict and disciplined, but fair and honest. She was even more so when she entered into SWAT. At first, she had a very difficult time coming home and leaving her work behind her. I believe most cops have that problem. During our second year together, she came home one evening, totally stressed out from a hostage crisis situation that had gone wrong that day, and just paced the floor for an hour without saying a word to me. I finally got up from watching TV and grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her close to me and asked her what it was that she needed the most right at that moment. Her answer was a shock to the system but one I wouldn't mind having every day. These were her exact words, as close as I can remember them after 21 years: "I need you to take me away from my world at the end of every day and put me into any world you want and use me for your pleasure in any and every possible way you may choose. I want you to make me your very special personally owned submissive sex slave. I will obey you completely. No matter what it is that you want me to do or where you want me to do it. And this I promise, with all of my heart, I will do with you forever." From the very first time we had engaged in even the simplest sexual activity, Susan was always demonstrating a willingness and desire to try new things. She was a totally eager participant in every scenario I have ever come up with and she has also contributed to the collection with quite a few erotic fantasies of her own. We didn't get into bondage or D/s at first. It was mostly doing every position in the Kama Sutra, sex outdoors, some casual playful exhibitionism, and occasionally taking a chance of being caught in the act. Not a big chance, but definitely a tiny possibility. Anal sex became such a favorite of hers that I began using it as an occasional reward for being such a willing participant in everything else we managed to come up with for fun and game activities. She can explode into powerful multiple orgasms with my cock in her ass and her finger going crazy on her clit at the same time. So....... With that as a quick intro to our very special relationship, I will bring you back to the original question and we will go on from there. "How would you like to spend a day with me hiking in the back section of Harriman Park?" "I'm free all day Saturday and Sunday, sweetheart, if you want to make it an overnight. It's only the beginning of summer but it stays in the 60's and 70's almost every night lately. But you have to promise me one thing if we go this weekend." "And what exactly would that be Sneaky Slave?" "You have to promise to keep me naked the entire time and do a few things with me or to me that you have never done before. I am asking you to do something totally new and perverted beyond belief." Susan said this with a huge smile on her face and rushed over to me, knelt down in front of me, unzipped my pants, took out my cock, and sucked me off until I flooded her throat with my creamy white cum. "All that was required of you in answering my request, my little slut, was to state your desires and nothing more. The next time you take it upon yourself to act without permission, you will get 20 strokes of the crop on your temporarily lily white ass." "Yes Master. Please take me into the woods this weekend and do anything you want to me or command me to perform anything you want me to do for you. I only want to please you Sir." "That's much better my little subby slut." It was still three days to go until Saturday and I spent my free time each day visiting certain specialty shops, purchasing several new bondage items and toys, and getting prepared for a weekend of many surprises for my beautiful cop/slave. Part 2 Saturday morning came around very quickly. Both of our jobs keep us busy and time goes by very fast during most days. The remainder of the week was no exception to that rule. We were up at 7:00 a.m... We ate a good breakfast of eggs, pancakes, and bacon strips and began packing for our short 20 mile drive to where we could safely leave our car and hike into Harriman Park for two days without worrying about anybody fooling with the vehicle. There were Park Rangers there 24/7 and the State Police patrolled frequently. I'm licensed to carry a weapon and Susan has to carry a weapon (or have one instantly available to her) by law so we weren't too worried about what we could possibly run into in the woods, be it two legged or four legged. "You're going to be naked but you're still going to be carrying a full backpack my sexy little slave slut. I'm going to carry the food and water and the camping stuff and you're going to carry the toys, the surprises, and the punishments." "But why the punishments, Master?" "I have a simple answer for that. You love being cropped and punished too much to not deliberately disobey me at least a few times during this adventure. And I may decide to whip your tits and pussy just because I want to and because I can. I may even decide to pierce one of your long nipples and put a permanent slave ring through it to mark you as my slave." "Oh Master. You can't do that. What if somebody at the Department noticed?" "Yes I can do that and I will if I choose to do so and you will beg me to do it. And you know no one will be able to see it because of the uniform and the vest you always wear. I could stuff two crushed soda cans in your bra and nobody would even give you a second glance because of the Kevlar vest." "Yes Master. You can do anything you want to my nipple." I always allow Susan to state her approval without consequences. I don't want her to be a total submissive trained for obedience only. That's not who she really is. I don't often give her a choice of what she is going to do or have done to her but, when she feels the need to let me know that she approves of what I am about to do to her, I don't mind in the least. She has never once, in 23 years, even thought about telling me that I couldn't do something that I had planned for her. If telling me that it's OK with her to do whatever it is that I have planned makes it easier for her to sustain her role as my submissive slave, then it just makes things all that much more interesting. We are two equal partners in this relationship and not single participants from opposing sides. We enjoy being together in love and trust no matter what part of our mutual lives together we happen to be engaged in at any particular moment. We are going to play this weekend and we both absolutely love doing that together. I packed the toys and Susan packed the food. We loaded everything into the car and we were on our way by 8:30. We arrived at the Ranger Station a little after 9:00 and checked in to file a report of the general area we were going to hike into and for how long. Susan was casually dressed in sneakers, socks, shorts and a light cotton t-shirt. No panties and no bra. Her long nipples were very obvious as they poked out at the light cotton shirt that said "Go Buffalo Bills" on the front. There was a lot of bare leg between her socks and her shorts and the Ranger kept a careful watch of both of them while we checked in. The area we were going to was rarely visited because of the distance and difficulty in getting there and very few people ever stayed overnight in the park. It was about 300 square miles in size and most visitors went to the common areas. We have hiked out here many times and have only run into somebody on two occasions in all these years. The only difference about this trip is that Susan is going to be completely naked for the entire two days. We thanked the Ranger, who assured us the car would be watched and that we would be watched for at the appropriate return time we had logged into the report. That was also reassuring. Should anything happen and we needed help, a chopper would be dispatched to look for us and they knew the general area in which to look. Sometimes our cell phones lost connection in the park but we always tried to go to places that we could call if necessary. Where we were going today was at the far northern end of the park and on very high ground. We shouldn't have a problem with cell communications between each other either. I planned on doing just that during one of scenarios she was going to perform for me. We set off down a trail that went along a fairly level part of the lower ridge we were on and mostly in a straight line due north. After we had gone about two hundred yards and were totally surrounded by trees and very dense brush, I told Susan to stop and put the back pack on the ground. Her pack weighed about 40 pounds, which she could easily handle being in the perfect physical shape she kept herself in as a cop. Mine was closer to 60 pounds and I was in pretty good physical shape myself. "I want you naked in 30 seconds slave. That's totally naked, including your shoes and socks. You will position yourself and receive a crop stroke immediately for every second you need after the 30 to obey my command." Susan immediately pulled off her shoes and socks and then pulled her shirt over her head. She lost several seconds when it got tangled on the hairclips holding back her long blonde hair, but finally managed to throw it to the side with her shoes and socks. The shorts had a zipper in front and she had a rough time getting a grip on the little metal tab. Either she was rushing too fast or it was hard to get a grip on when closed. She went 8 seconds past the required 30 before standing up straight and naked. "OOPS. You get eight strokes slut. I will give you a choice. All on your ass or I will let you choose where each one with make its impact on your body." The crop was packed last in her pack and I retrieved it within seconds and stood there waiting for her decision. "We're only two hundred yards from the Ranger station for God's sake. Don't you think we should get a little further into the woods before we do this?" "That will be 12 more strokes for disobedience. You will get the original 8 before we move a foot further so the longer you want to stand around and argue with me, the greater the chance you have of being seen by almost anybody in this area. I'll give you the other 12 after another couple of hundred yards. If you don't think that is far enough, you can buy distance at the rate of 1 stroke per 10 steps. " "Yes Master. Please give me one stroke on each ass cheek, two on each tit, and two on my pussy. Will that make you happy?" "That's another 10 strokes for being a insolent wise ass. You had better get your act together or your entire body will be tomato red by the time we reach our destination." She immediately got into her slave position with her hands behind her head and her feet spread wide apart. I applied all 8 strokes as she had chosen and there were 8 very red little square patches on both of her ass cheeks and on each side of each tit. They weren't hard impacts. They were just warm ups. The last two landed squarely on her clit and were both fairly hard impacts. She can orgasm from having her pussy whipped so I have to make them painful to keep her from getting all worked up. Even two strokes can get her pussy juices starting to flow. "Put your socks and shoes, put your shorts and shirt in the backpack, and put the pack back on properly and let's go another two hundred yards and you will get into your slave position again and you will be silent. You will be totally silent." "Yes Master." After another couple of hundred yards, Susan found a wide space in the trail, dropped her backpack, and assumed her position without a sound. I took the tripod that was clipped to the outside of my backpack and set it up. I took the small video camera I had in a pocket on the side and mounted it to the tripod. After aiming and focusing, I turned it on to record everything at this stop. I gave her 22 strokes total. I reddened the tops of the inside of each thigh. I landed several on each ass cheek. I swatted her pussy from behind with a hard unexpected shot with the crop. This particular crop had a soft leather end that was three inches long and an inch wide so I could easily get it to impact on any part of her body that I chose. Her tits got some more attention and now they were fairly red all over. I didn't touch her nipples. They were both rock hard and fully erect to nearly an inch in length. I landed the last six strokes on her pussy. Six very hard strokes that caused her to jump and moan on the last two. When I had finished, I stepped out of the camera scene and zoomed it in closer so that she filled the entire screen. "You will now remove your shoes and socks so that you are completely naked and masturbate for me using one hand to spread your cunt lips wide apart and one finger on the other hand to frig your clit. You will do this until you are about to cum. You will then beg me to allow you to cum. And you had better beg in desperate need if you expect me to allow you to cum. If I say no, you will continue to finger your clit until I tell you that you may cum. If you cum without my approval, which would violate your unbreakable slave law forbidding you to cum without permission, you will be punished severely when we reach our camp area. You are to begin now." "Yes Sir." Susan had her legs spread very wide. Her right hand moved to her shaved mound and slowly began rubbing her fingers up and down the entire length of her slit. Her inner lips are very long and protrude almost an inch outside of her outer lips. I have always loved that particular structure of a girl's pussy. Some don't protrude at all, which is OK, but I much prefer the inner labia openly displayed outside of the pussy. The video recorder was focused in on the action and would capture everything Susan did to herself for later viewing. Her right hand was now moving much faster and she began pressing harder with her middle finger. The moisture of her inner pink was soon becoming obvious and, as her middle finger began to disappear into the folds of her inner lips, the squishing sound of a very wet inner pussy became very loud and noticeable. One finger disappeared into her vagina followed by a second finger. She began some very rapid pumping of those two fingers and they were soon flying in and out of that juicy hole like a jackhammer. Her entire hand was soon soaking wet with her arousal. Susan pulled her fingers out of her pussy and licked them clean. She knows I absolutely love it when she tastes her own juices. She will often lift herself off of my cock when we are fucking with her on top and start sucking my rock hard shaft that has been thoroughly coated with her wet sex flavors. She also likes to look intensely into my eyes as she runs her tongue, very slowly, from the base of my shaft to the very tip and poke at the single eye. She also loves to look directly into my eyes when she is licking and sucking on my balls. She'll even do cock cleaning when we are ass fucking too, but only if I've given her two or three soapy cleansing enemas prior to putting my cock into her Hershey highway. As I told you earlier, she is a very adventurous girl who will do anything at least once without complaint. If she finds that she likes doing something new, we will add it to our repertoire. She was now using her first two fingers to hold her pussy open, but was having a hard time keeping it open. There were a lot of flowing juices and her fingers were really slippery. She took her hand and licked off her fingers and then dried them on one of her socks lying on the ground next to her and returned to spreading her labia lips wide apart once again. She had better luck with that task this time. She began rubbing her clit head with the first finger of her left hand in a slow circular motion. She has a very visible clit. Most women's clitorises don't stick very far out from under their protective hood. Some don't appear at all. Susan's sticks out far enough to actually get a grip on it with a thumb and forefinger. This allows me to do a variety of different activities involving her clit that I have never be able to do with most women and I do all of them as often as possible. I love to stimulate her clit to near orgasm and then deny her that pleasure for hours at a time. And, during that time, the only part of her body that I touch is her clit and the immediate area around it. On one occasion, I finally allowed her to cum after a long period of constant denial, while lying on the living room floor, and her orgasm was so overwhelmingly powerful that the only part of her body that touched the floor during that nuclear explosion was the back of her head and the heels of both feet. She had stayed arched in a bowed shape for well over a minute as the waves of orgasm flowed through her body repeatedly, again and again, until she collapsed in sheer exhaustion. I tried doing that with my body just for the heck of it and I couldn't stay in that position for more than a few seconds. The finger on her clit began to pick up speed and the look on her face was one of pure ecstasy. Her eyes were closed and her entire body was soon covered in a shiny layer of sexual perspiration. She was bending forward and her knees were soon bent and letting her body bounce up a down just a tiny amount. She began to moan and her finger began to fly over her clit head. I was still standing in silence behind the camcorder when she looked up at me with total lust in her eyes. But she wasn't looking into my eyes. She was looking directly into the lens of the camera. "Please Master. Let me cum. I need to cum so much and I'm right on the edge Sir. Please Sir. May I cum?" "Yes slave. You may cum." She wasn't expecting me to say that. She fully expected me to make her wait as I usually did but I didn't want to spend any more time on this part of the trail. Her surprise was short lived and her finger became a blur of motion as her orgasm began in her clit and spread very rapidly over her entire body. She moaned loudly and her body shook in spasms. Her knees wobbled and she had to move her feet to catch her balance at one point. The insides of her thighs were covered in cum juices, as was her entire cunt. Just as her orgasm was coming to an end, she began peeing. Her pee sprayed all over her hands and down her legs and formed a puddle at her feet before she could straighten up her body enough to aim the piss stream out in front of her. The stream soon became a dribble and then finally stopped all together. Everything had been caught in full HD color close-up on the camcorder. Totally Sub in the Woods Ch. 02 The beginning half mile was a fairly worn dirt path about 3-4 feet wide most of the time. There were frequent areas where dead brush or small bushes had collected or grown in and made the trail quite narrow in some places. Walking along the trail through these areas fully clothed was an easy task. For someone who was completely naked, with the exception of shoes and socks, Susan had to be very careful about stepping around these obstacles as they had a tendency to scratch long, bare, and soft skinned legs quite easily. We took water breaks every quarter mile. Just a few swallows to keep hydrated. I wasn't worried about the water supply as there was a small stream near our destination point that flowed from an underground source, which made it cold and pure. After the first mile was past us, I called for a halt. I had been behind Susan the entire time, up to this point, and had taken several hundred pictures with my pocket camera of the area around us and quite a few of her as she walked along the path. She has a firm gorgeous heart shaped ass that I totally love watching in motion. "Drop your backpack, stand in your slave position and keep your eyes closed or I will put a blindfold on you with a collar and leash to lead you for the next mile." "Yes Master. My eyes are sealed until you tell me that I can open them again." I put my pack on the side of the trail and rummaged around in several of the side pockets for a few items I wanted to use right now. I found the alligator nipple clamps connected by a thin silver chain, the adjustable tension clamps connected by a much thicker chain, a small sized 6" butt plug, and a medium sized plug with a wire hanging down from the bottom. I also found the small bottle of lubricant oil. I stood in front of Susan and squeezed both of her long nipples between my thumbs and forefingers for several minutes. I would often squeeze really hard and pull her nipples out from her tits to make those beautiful firm globes stretch outward until they both became cone shaped. This would cause Susan to moan with both pain and stimulation at the same time. When the nipples were fully erect and rock hard, I attached the alligator clamps to the lower end of each of them, right against her brownish aureoles. This left most of the nipple still available to be played with, sucked, or bitten at any time. Or anything else I wanted to do with them for that matter. I reached into another side pocket on the pack and pulled out a couple of two ounce lead weights with clips on them and hung each one to the chain just below each of those solid erect nipples. Since the clips were attached to the base of each nipple, the weights had the greatest effect on altering the shape of her breasts as opposed to just tormenting the nipples by hanging them on the tips and forcing each one into a distorted downward angle. They didn't stand quite as proud, pointy, perky and perfect as they normally do. Two ounces of lead isn't very much, but it is enough to apply pressure to a fleshy object. Especially when that object is already engaged in providing it's own normal bouncing motions from walking. Add in the two ounce weight on each nipple at the tip of each bouncing tit, and you have a much more pronounced end result. That being the obvious cause and effect, here is how this scenario really plays out. With the two ounce weights hanging from the bouncing tits, Susan will adjust her normal walking pattern to adjust to the additional pain and discomfort she feels when walking so that her boobs don't bounce as much. Since I am walking behind her, I can immediately detect the change. Without saying a word, I just observe. After walking in this more awkward style for awhile, the pain and discomfort will soon be minimized as she becomes more used to what is happening to her boobs. She will, once again, begin walking in her normal gate and style. When I see her doing this, I will stop her and add another two ounce weight to each end of the nipple chain which will start the process all over again. Diabolic, isn't it? Both of the plugs I have picked are of the 'butt plug' standard shape. A smooth and rounded point, fat in the middle with a skinny little shaft at the end which the chosen hole can comfortably close tightly around, with a square flat plastic end to keep it from going all the way inside of whichever of the chosen holes it is being applied to. "Bend over and put your hands on your knees with your legs spread very wide." "Yes, Master" she said with a big smile on her face as she looked back in my direction after getting into position. I first lubed the smaller plug and my index finger. I inserted my finger slowly into her asshole and began a slow but steady in and out fucking motion. She has a very sexually sensitive anus that can turn her into a hot slut in very short order. When I hear the first moan, out comes the finger and in goes the plug. I insert it slowly and watch, as her puckered brown eye allows the tip to penetrate her sphincter, and then spread open further and further until the fattest part of the plug is just about to pop into her rectum. I hold it there and begin to twist it back and forth until I hear her say, "Please, Sir." With that request, I stop the teasing and push the plug all the way into her asshole until stopped by the square end piece. Her sphincter muscle has closed tightly around the small skinny part of the plug and held it so securely that there was absolutely no way that plug was going to come out of her asshole without some help. The next toy insertion is the pussy plug. It's shaped just like the butt plug with the exception of being wider and longer. It was very much wider but only an inch longer. It is also battery powered and the wire hanging from the end is an antennae for the remote control switch I will be using to turn the vibrator on and off without any warning and at any time of my choosing. I certainly don't need to lube her vagina as it has already been very busy lubing itself and most of the tops of her inner thighs too. The plug goes in quite easily. I fuck and tease her with it for a minute before ordering her to stand up straight and return to her standard slave position. I test the remote control and see that she jumps immediately in response to the unexpected buzzing vibrations coming from way up inside of her pussy. The final attachment was going to be the labia clamps and heavy chain but I changed my mind about that toy. I returned them to the backpack and, instead, pulled out a red plastic clothespin about half the size of the normal wood variety. It had no real weight to it but it did have a potent spring and a very good bite that would not lose it's grip by accident. I lowered myself directly in front of Susan and fingered her clit very gently until I could see the head begin to show itself from under it's protective hood. I pushed open the tiny plastic clothespin and lowered it over her hood and let it close so that it didn't actually include the head of her clitoris, but it did close it's grip onto the soft sensitive flesh directly above and against her clit. I had discovered what happens when I do this to Susan by accident several years ago. When she is aroused, which is any time she is naked anywhere, her clit will always push up for a peek at what is happening at the moment. With the small plastic clip, there is absolutely no pain or discomfort other than a slight pinching sensation that goes away very quickly. When her clit starts to stick it's head up for a look/see, it pushes into the flesh of her clipped hood and rubs against it. The more it rubs, the more stimulated it becomes, and the more it tries to push it's way out into the open through the smaller space. This causes Susan to experience tremendous clitoral stimulation, even if she is frozen in place and not moving a muscle. When her clit finally becomes erect enough from the additional stimulation, it forces itself through the smaller available space, causing the head to swell up even more than normal and it almost looks like a miniature mushroom growing on the outside of her pussy lips. It is so sensitive at this point that moving air can drive her crazy with lust. Just a tiny little touch by the tip of my finger can actually cause her to orgasm almost instantly. We experimented with this one time and she actually orgasmed every time I barely touched her clit head with the tip of my index finger, which I did seven times over a period of about 10 minutes. I wanted to see how many times she could have an end to end orgasm, but she had begged me not to do any more and to please set that number as the goal to beat the next time. We have reached nine orgasms as her record since that day, which will be surpassed once again in the not too distant future, but that is another story entirely. I gave Susan a really wet sloppy kiss, patted her on the ass, and directed her to continue on towards our camping destination. After another twenty minutes had passed, I added another two ounce weight to each nipple clamp. When we were only a half mile from our destination, I added one of those red lightweight plastic mini clothespins to the very tip of each of her long nipples. This made her jump and moan in pain at first, and I was considering removing them when she stated that she could handle the extra torment since it wasn't much further to go. I left them on but watched her closely. She does have a tendency to push herself too far on occasion and I have to be very careful. She is a stubborn woman with the courage of a dedicated cop and doesn't like to admit defeat over anything what-so-ever. Her view about being a totally submissive slave is not one of giving up any part of her life, but of gaining a new part of a life she so completely craves, needs, and enjoys to the maximum. She is almost fanatical about expanding her limits. For example, her goal for the number of orgasms she can experience from just a touch of my fingertip on her very swollen clit head is fifteen. I have absolutely no doubt that she will achieve that goal on a day where all of her sexual and sensual levels of arousal will come together at just that one perfect moment that will allow her to cum that many times in a row. We reached the area where we were going to camp for the next two days. It was totally isolated and at one of the highest points in Harriman Park. We could see almost the entire Park area from up there. The sun was out and not a cloud in the sky and it was in the 80's. And the weatherman had predicted that the temperatures would remain above 65 throughout the night. If it did get down to 65, I had plenty of ways to keep her warm, so that was not a problem. "I'm going off and scout around the area to make sure we are alone and safe from intruders. I'll only be gone for a while and I won't be too far away." I winked at her when I said that and she gave me that smile and the look in her eyes that it wouldn't be all that bad if there was an intruder or two lurking about who might enjoy watching a naked female slave doing her thing. Susan gets really excited and aroused if she even thinks there might be a chance that someone hidden from view might be watching her when she is performing as my slave or just naked for any reason. Susan loves to masturbate for me and she once told me that she would love to masturbate for a group of people, someday, as long as she could wear a mask of some kind and couldn't be identified under any circumstances. I had asked her just how many people she was talking about and she said she didn't care about who or how many. She even told me that she would masturbate for a group of my friends as long as they could never find out that she was the one doing the masturbating. I doubt that will happen, but you never know... "You can remove the weights, clips, and chain from your tits and nipples. The only things I want in place when I return are the two plugs in your asshole and your pussy. While I am gone, I want you to set up the pup tent. The hammer and stakes are rolled up in the tent. You will find four lightweight metal stakes that are 18 inches long in the backpack. I want you to find the flattest spot in this 75 yard wide clearing and pound them into the ground so that they have just a couple of inches and the hole in the top showing above ground. Make them the corners of an eight foot square. I will be out and about but I will be able to see you much of the time. I'll also have the camera with the zoom lens to take pictures of you whenever I have a clear view of your nude body. You won't be seeing me at any time while I'm gone. You have already felt the vibrator in your pussy going off on several occasions. From now on, it will mostly be set on high speed. Any time that I set it off with the remote I have in my pocket, you are to stop doing whatever it is you are doing at the time, move to the center of this clearing, spread your legs wide apart, and masturbate. I will only trigger the vibrator for about 10-15 seconds at a time to tell you to play with yourself. You are not allowed to cum under any circumstances without my permission. If you reach the point where you are going to go over the edge, you are to raise your right arm into the air and hold it there. If you don't feel the vibrator turning on, you will stop masturbating instantly and go back to what you were doing earlier. If the vibrator does go off, you can frig your clit, finger fuck your cunt, play with your nipples, or anything else you might want to do to yourself, and keep going until you explode into an orgasm. If you have finished with setting up the camp before I return, you will find a blindfold in one of the side pockets on my pack and you are to lay down flat on your back in the middle of the square you made with the metal pegs, attach the blindfold over your eyes, and stretch your arms and legs out toward each corner as if they were tied by ropes. You will remain there until I do return. Should the vibrator go off at any time while you are laying spread eagled on the ground, you are not to move your arms or legs one single inch. You will just lay there as if you are really tied to the stakes, no matter how long that vibrator remains turned on. I don't even want to see your hips move at all, should I be near enough to this clearing to observe your responses. Do you understand everything I have said?" "Yes Sir. I will do exactly as you have ordered me to do. And, I will do it perfectly to please you Sir. I will not fail you at all Master. "Good. I'm glad to hear that. The punishment for failure will be long and harsh. I don't want to have to take the time to punish you because I have too many other things that I want you to do and don't want to interrupt my plans for any reason. I trust you to be honest with me when I ask you how you did while I was gone. You won't know what I have or have not seen so your honesty is vital. I'm not going to be gone any longer than an hour and probably will be much less than that. I love you my little slave slut." "I love you so much my Master. I love you more than life itself." With that, I headed due west out of the clearing and left Susan to carry out her duties on her own. I did come very well prepared for this little scenario we were just beginning. I also carried a tiny recorder with me that had some music recorded on it and a set up conversation between two people in my office, one male and one female. During the scouting trip I was now engaged in, along with spying on Susan and taking a lot of pictures of her from hidden spots in the woods that allowed me a remain out of sight but Susan in totally clear view, I was going to work my way around to the opposite side of the huge clearing and come back in from that side. Along with the recording of voices talking, I also had my two friends at work say some very specific remarks. I had told them that I was going to play a game with Susan and that I needed their help without asking why or what I was planning on doing. They both agreed because we are all very close friends. Some of the things I got them to say were: "Look at that", "There is a girl up there lying on the ground", "Holy shit. She's naked", "Let's check this out." There were several more included, and all would probably be used as I approached Susan from the east while she was lying on the ground blindfolded. The recording would be just barely loud enough to be heard but not loud enough to figure out that the remarks were recorded and not really spoken by some people who were really walking towards her. As I was almost out of the clearing I looked back, and Susan had already pulled the various camping items out of my backpack. I had a lot of other stuff in there that I didn't want her to see and she knew not to dig any deeper and spoil my surprises. I have no doubt that she was having a mental war between her left side and her right side over whether or not she was going to cheat and look for what was hidden under two beach towels folded up and stuffed inside the pack. She had an even greater mental war going on about the backpack she carried all the way here on her back. She knew that her pack had most of the toys and bondage equipment in it, but I had a padlock on the top lid of that pack that prevented her from getting inside without bolt cutters. I put all of my faith in whatever side of her brain it was where she kept her trust and honesty and self respect. I reached the thick trees and cut over behind a large rock that was about six feet high by ten feet across and very flat on top. I climbed up and flattened out on my stomach. I could see her naked body very clearly from about sixty feet away. I brought up my camera and zoomed in on her and began taking pictures. I couldn't help thinking about what a beautiful woman Susan was and what a fantastic body shape she maintained to perfection. She had removed the clips from her tits and the one on her pussy. As she moved around, spreading out the tent and positioning the stakes, I could clearly see the black square over her asshole and the square outside of her pussy with the wire coming out of it. I had no idea just how far of a distance the remote for the vibrator would work. The package said five hundred feet but I'm sure they didn't measure that distance in the woods of a State Park. 'Right now' seemed like a perfect time to start testing distances. I flicked the 'ON' switch and was immediately rewarded by seeing Susan suddenly stand up straight and begin looking all around her. Probably trying to find out where I was at that moment. She stood there in the middle of the clearing, facing down the slope that overlooked the entire lower park area, and immediately began fingering her pussy. I turned off the vibrator and watched her continue with her masturbation. I was looking at her from the side so I didn't have a good view of her finger and hand action other then what I could see from that angle. I took several pictures anyway. Some zoomed in directly on her hand as it moved between her legs. Others zoomed right in on her face that captured the sexual arousal that was building up in her body. After about five minutes or so, Susan raised her right arm into the air, letting me know that she was on the verge of cuming. All I had to do was push the remote button to start up the vibrator once again and she would bring herself to orgasm. I didn't fire up the vibrator and, as commanded, Susan stopped the finger action and lowered her arm back down to her side. Again, she looked all around the area trying to figure out where I might be. She didn't look real happy at that moment. That comes with the territory when you are a submissive slave. You do what your Master tells you to do and nothing else. After a short wait to calm her body down, Susan returned to setting up the tent. She had it spread out with the ropes attached and then bent over to start hammering the stakes into the ground. She didn't kneel down or sit on the ground. She just bent over and began pounding on the stakes. This gave me a fantastic view of her ass and pussy from the rear and I set the zoom so that the camera went in for several super close-ups from this angle. There were six stakes for the tent. One for each corner, one about six feet out to the rear, and one six feet out to the front. She pounded the corner stakes into the hard ground and I got pictures of her from all angles. Some with her tits hanging down and swaying with the physical effort she was expending. After attaching the corner ropes in place, she pounded in the two end stakes. The inside tent poles were three sections that were inserted into each other with a short thin metal dowel on each end that went through a metal ringed hole on each end of the tent at the top center peak, and into the ground to keep the pole from sliding. Susan put these together like a pro and inserted the first one into position at the rear of the tent. The rope looped over the dowel point and was secured to the rear stake. She repeated the same process with the front pole and secured it to the front stake. And then there was a tent. It ended up about four feet high and nearly six feet across on the bottom and came to a center point at the top. With screen flaps and zip flaps built in on each end, it looked like a miniature A-Frame house. I took lots of pictures of the entire process of raising our home for the next two days. Totally Sub in the Woods Ch. 02 I slipped quietly off the rock and moved further back into the woods and quietly made my way to the downhill side of the clearing, which is the direction Susan stood when she was masturbating. Hopefully, she will stand facing the same direction the next time I trigger the vibrator. I moved as quietly as possible, which made my travel time much longer than anticipated. I didn't want Susan to have the slightest knowledge or awareness of when I was watching her. I just wanted her to be aware of the possibility that I was watching her. I finally made it to the area I had picked which would give me a straight on view of her if she faced downhill and with a good view out over the valley below. I would be willing to bet that she was imagining that everyone in the park in that direction could see her standing in the large clearing and masturbating just for them, as her fingers flew over her clit on her way to her next orgasm. I found another large rock formation that also had a huge tree limb that went across the top of the huge rocks from a large tree that was growing between two of the monster boulders as if it had split them in half to make room for the trunk and the roots to grow. I climbed up on top and sat down with the tree limb in front of me. I was hidden again and I could rest my arms and the camera on the perfectly placed tree limb. I also had another totally clear view straight up the incline to the clearing. If Susan stood exactly as before, I would be directly in front and below her with a great zoom lens angle and enough forest growth to allow me to remain unseen, even though I was only 50 feet away. I had to make sure I maintained total silence. Not even a cough or a clearing of the throat. I reached into my pocket and hit the 'ON' switch again and watched Susan jump about a foot in the air. I think she might have forgotten that that vibrator could go off at any time while she was so intently pitching our tent. She just stood there for a moment and I could see the look of arousal showing on her face already. I flicked the switch to off again very quickly. I had the camera focused and zoomed in on her face when I had first turned the switch on and got some very unique shots of several different facial expressions. She moved to the center of the stake square once again and faced her body in the same direction as she had previously. She was looking directly toward where I was hiding and preparing to film her next masturbation session. As one hand began to slowly massage first one tit, and then the other, the remaining hand made it's way directly between her long beautiful legs and began to lightly rub around her genital area. Her legs spread a couple of feet apart very quickly to give her fingers some room to work with. I was zoomed in on her pussy and kept clicking away as her middle finger pushed itself between her labia and disappeared into her inner pink. In my mind, I could hear her pussy juices squishing. The tip of her finger was soon directly on the top her clit and the action began to speed up at a steady rate. She was actually ready to have an orgasm in less than three minutes. Her arm shot into the air while she was still frantically squeezing, pinching, and pulling her nipples as hard as she could manage at that moment. Those long nips added so much to her orgasms that she would always grab them herself, if I didn't already have them in my grip, when she began to cum during one of our very frequent sex encounters. She would bend, pull, twist, and nearly crush those beautiful cum triggers on the peaks of her tits. This orgasm wasn't going to happen either. When the vibrator didn't come back on, her face assumed the look of ecstasy denied. She lowered her head to look at the ground and stopped her other hand from playing with her nipples. She put her hands behind her back and looked out over the lower valley with both discouraged and disappointed looks once again because she had not been allowed to get off after all of that stimulation. I think Susan wanted to work off some of that sexual frustration as she began looking around the clearing for rocks big enough to build a fire pit. Fires weren't allowed in Harriman Park but we would be OK with a small one that wouldn't be seen over any distance. Even if it was, nobody was prepared to make the hike up to where we were in the darkness after the sun had set just to tell us to put out the fire. There was a fold up shovel attached to her backpack which she used to clear the grass out of an area near the tent. She knew her stuff when it came to camping. She dug up the ground deep enough to make sure there were no roots from trees or large bushes that could carry an unseen ignition a long ways underground and then pop up somewhere else to start a forest fire. She filled the hole in with dirt and lined the bottom with small rocks. She made a circle using larger rocks that she had found. When she was finished, she was no longer sexually frustrated. She was probably pretty sexually pissed off at me, more than likely. I had again changed my location so that I was now on the opposite side of the clearing from the direction where I had first left Susan standing there naked, alone and on her own for what she thought would be about an hour at the most. On the eastern side of the clearing, there wasn't much of anything to hide under or behind. There was a sharp incline at the edge of one spot that also had a couple of trees to help block the view. By lying down on the ground, I was actually below the ground level of the clearing. The only part of me that could possibly be seen was the top of my head or the sun reflecting off of the lens of the camera. I made sure the second possibility couldn't happen. Taking pictures at ground level would give a new perspective to this scenario. Susan had finished with everything she needed to do and grabbed a bottle of water to quench her thirst. She downed nearly half of the bottle in rapid gulps. With that done, she walked over to the square outlined by the four stakes and laid down in the very center of the designated area. She was face up and would have had a wonderful view of the sky if she hadn't been ordered to put the blindfold over her eyes. Once that was accomplished, Susan stretched out flat on the ground and positioned her arms and legs as if they were tied tightly by ropes to the stakes in each corner of the square. She formed a perfect "X" and presented quite a sexy sight. Her tits were still extremely firm for her terribly old age of 44 and stood up proudly, even in that position. Both of her nipples were standing proud and fully erect also, and I could see them clearly from where I was hiding and watching her doing her thing. Her pussy also formed a very distinct mound that I always loved to look at. I'm sure her labia, both outer and inner, were parted and open but I couldn't see for sure from my latest viewing position. I watched her for nearly 15 minutes because I love looking at her so much. Susan looked totally relaxed and comfortable and maybe even asleep for all I could tell with the blindfold over her eyes. It was time for the vibrator. I put the camera on video and zoomed in so that her body filled the entire LED screen. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the switch and turn it on. Her hips jumped noticeably but she didn't move at all in any other way. She remained stretched apart as if she really were bound by ropes and unable to move. I have to give her a lot of credit for the control she was maintaining as ordered by me in my instructions to her before I had left her to make the camp. This wasn't going to be one of those short bursts of the vibrator and then turned off. I left the vibrator at the on position and slowly moved the intensity slide switch down low and then back up to the highest level of vibrations. When her hips showed signs of movement, I lowered the speed down to the middle level or even lower until her hips were no longer jerking or pushing up from the stimulation in her vagina. I wish I had also bought a vibrating butt plug so that I could bounce the sensations back and forth between her pussy and her asshole, but I will do that some time in the not too distant future. I have no doubt that the non-vibrating butt plug was creating the sensations that it was designed to produce. The vibrator had now been on continuously for about 10 minutes, mostly at the lower speed levels. I bumped it back up again and I could see a steady thrusting of her hips up into the air as she bounced on her butt cheeks. When her hips began to stay mostly up, instead of the constant bouncing, I knew she was getting close to an orgasm and turned the vibrator off completely. She lay perfectly still and I could see her take a couple of very deep breaths and relax. I repeated this procedure two more times. By the end of her third round of being sexually aroused and stimulated by a remote vibrator that she had no control over, her entire body was glistening in sweat. It was just past noon and the sun was directly above us and shining straight down her naked body out in the open clearing. It's a good thing she was already nicely tanned or I would be worrying about sunburn. She hadn't moved her arms or legs at all up to this point and I give her determined obedience a lot of credit. I turned on the vibrator for the fourth time but kept it on the low speed. After it had been running for another five minutes, I stood up and began putting my surprise plan into action. I moved very quietly about another 50 feet further into the woods and turned on the recorder with the music and the voices from the people in my office. The music would last about five minutes so I slowly turned it up until I saw Susan's head turn quickly in my direction and I knew she had to have heard the music. She had no clue I even had music of any kind with me so I'm sure her brain was working overtime trying to figure out what the sounds were, who was responsible for them, and what was actually about to happen. I move closer and close toward her position and was soon standing on the very edge of the clearing. I had kicked at the ground and the leaves a few times to add even more sound effects but I wasn't about to say a word. I didn't want her to know that it was me coming toward her. I was hoping she was becoming convinced more and more that someone else, other than me, was coming her way. And, to her great determination and willpower, she still hadn't made any movement at all with her arms and legs. She was still frozen in position as ordered. I was about 30 feet away when the music stopped and the voices began. I had the volume down so that it would sound like whispers at first, but loud enough for Susan to hear clearly. "Look at that" "It's a naked girl lying on the ground." "What the hell is she doing here? Is she dead? She's not even moving." "Let's get closer and find out what she's doing." "She's blindfolded." It was right at that point that Susan could no longer remain silent. "Who's there?" she yelled out. And that's when I turned off the volume on the recorder. "Who is there? Who are you?" she said in a more panicky sounding voice. I could tell that she was caught between trusting me and jumping out of her skin. So far, the trusting me was holding up strong. "Answer me please." She yelled out again. I still remained silent but began moving towards her and making sure to kick some leaves with each step so that she knew, without a doubt, that someone was coming closer and closer. And still her arms and legs remained in position. It was like she was being held by imaginary ropes that were real to her at that moment. I walked right up and stood beside her and still remained silent. "Master Bill? Is that you? I'm going to shoot you. Speak to me!" I know she wanted to jump up and pull off the blindfold. I have no idea how she has even held out this long without moving an inch and not knowing who was standing next to her as she lay totally naked and on display out in the middle of a clearing in a isolated area of the huge mountain park. This was a demonstration of trust that few people ever achieve in their relationships. She knew, without a doubt in her mind, that I would never let anything negative happen to her. And she was proving that at that moment. I reached down a pressed her left nipple between my thumb and forefinger, still in complete silence, and pulled and twisted that solidly erect piece of flesh that she instantly recognized as a technique only I use on her. "I think I'm going to shoot you anyway Master. You just scared the shit out of me." She said this with a big smile of relief on her face. I broke the silence with, "those imaginary ropes held you pretty tight didn't they my little slut slave forest nymph. You would have loved it to have been someone else just passing by wouldn't you? A complete stranger in the mountains, just happening to find you lying naked in a clearing in the middle of nowhere, blindfolded, and at his or her mercy." "I don't know about that Master. It sounds like quite a fantasy scenario to me." I began taking off my clothing and quickly joined her in mutual nudity and began kissing her from her forehead to her feet. I removed her blindfold. I went wide around her pussy but worked both my hands, my mouth and my tongue, back up the insides of both of her legs and finally put the tip of my tongue against her clit. Her body jumped like it had just been plugged into a wall socket the instant I touched that hard erect clit shaft and head that was sticking up like the Washington Monument. I slowly, but steadily, pulled out both the vibrator and the butt plug from her holes. I began sucking on her clit like a hungry baby and mumbled between my teeth that I wanted her to cum right now. And she did. Just like that, her body was twisting and pushing itself against my face and she was moaning and then yelling that she was cuming and how much she loved me. After the orgasm subsided, I moved up on her and pushed my cock into her cunt and fucked her without mercy until she began coming again, after asking for permission first of course, and I began pumping big loads of creamy cum up into her love tunnel. When the orgasms were over, I pulled my softening cock out of her and watched a river of my thick cum running out of her pussy and down over her asshole. And she was still in the position of being tied by the imaginary ropes. She hadn't changed that position at all. I hadn't told her she could and she is a good obedient slave. After another quick cleanup like she had done earlier with the soap, washcloth, and water bottle, we both lay back on the ground while she air dried and watched the sky for a while. But we didn't watch for too long. I still had plans. Totally Sub in the Woods I pulled a washcloth from my backpack along with a small bottle of Irish Spring body wash gel and a bottle of water and allowed her to thoroughly clean the lower half of her body of urine and cum juice. When she was air dried and fresh once again, I told her to put her shoes and socks back on and that it was time to continue our hike. I wanted to get us way into the woods before doing anything else and considered it pressing our luck by staying in this area any longer. We were well hidden in the trees and other forest growth but still only a few hundred yards from the Ranger station. It was time to move on to a much more secluded area.