3 comments/ 15018 views/ 0 favorites The Cabin In The Woods By: theviewfromyoureyes Winter was ending, spring was creeping in slowly. This day was cool with the rays of the sun warmly bouncing against our faces in the car. I had planned on surprising you for your birthday. You weren't a fan of surprises but you welcomed the thoughtful gesture. You packed a large bag with clothes for every occasion even if it was only for the weekend-you had prepared. I am driving, sitting next to you, in my boots, jeans, and casual polo shirt. You are wearing your purple blouse, cute sneakers, and black high short shorts. So far, we had been driving for 45 minutes. It was an exciting time and you were happy to get away to this fun surprise retreat away from home. I am holding your hand in my right hand, holding the steering wheel with my left hand and listen to your music playlist. I smile every time you start to sing along. It warms up my heart to watch you sing, smile, and enjoy yourself. Occasionally I sing with you. I quiet down when you decide to dance in your seat; I'm watching you. The next song plays and the sexy rhythm gets you moving from left to right, shaking your hands in the same motion. You twirl your hair. I can't help getting excited watching your seductive curves move to the music. Your beautiful body is quickly accented by the beams of light, filtered by the tall wooded trees, bouncing against the car frame, and dancing lightly on your body, as we pass through the off-roads of this quiet area. My hands start to discover you. You don't notice my approach at first, since you're use to my affectionate ways. My finger tips down the softness of your thighs, lightly caressing the fabric that holds your sexy body bound. Your thigh is warm against my touch and I can't seem to keep my eyes off your legs, more so than on the road itself. ... I start to veer off the road slightly. You turn in my direction, to your left, catching me admiring your legs. You smile but realize I'm looking right at you.... "Watch the road!!" you scold me. I turn, regain my composure and straighten the steering wheel. You're a little frighten but also blushing. "Are you ok?!" you ask as you see me adjusting myself, noticing the hardness bulging stretching against my pants. My eyes catch a road sign. "Look...cabins....I've always wanted to see what those were like so we could go camping one day. Do you mind if we check it out?" You nod in agreement. I park to the side of the road, come to your side and open your door. I study you; study the way your hair seems to bounce off as you turn, slightly moving upwards as you put on your sunglasses...you take my hand and your legs glide to the right, coming down elegantly to the ground. My eyes scan your body... from your cute feet...up your soft skinned legs... up your warm thighs... your smooth belly...up the curves of your beautiful perfectly shaped breasts...following your glowing neckline... passing your plump lips... and looking into your deep dark eyes. You smile. I can't help but to kiss you...holding my kiss longer than usual. I turn around, closing the car door and walk towards the woods, holding your hand, as you follow. ... We see a long path in front of us. It's quiet and all we hear are the birds and the sound of the wind gliding through the trees. It seems like a chance to talk and stretch our legs so we begin the journey. We begin to walk, and walk. Deep into the woods. You look all around you taking in the life surrounding us. I pause our journey, stop, and bring you towards me. "I don't know how much longer this trail will go but I want to tell you that there isn't a woman more perfect than you. I want you. I need you," I say lovingly as I bring you towards me and kiss your lips. You wrap your arms around me and you feel my hands moving down you back caressing you close. "I can't help it...just watching you in the car... you're a mystery... I want to protect you, yet make love to you until you're passed out in my arms... talk about your day, yet leave you pleased and smiling in my bed as we watch movies." You're speechless. I kiss you again and this time your leg is pressed between me to feel the hardness bulging out of my pants against your thigh. "So how much longer until we get to these cabins?!" you ask. "Probably not much further," assuming they must be close, taking your hand and walking faster down the trial path.... a few minutes later we see a cabin off the path. "Here... let's... go... let's ...let's ...... let's see if it's open," catching my breath, "I've always been curious as to what these are like". My mind unable to stay focused as the blood excitedly rushes through my body, heart beating strong, thickening my hard love that wished to feel inside you. We arrive at the door. The door is unlocked. "Hello? Hello?.... Is anyone in here?" we both ask as we arrive at the cozy cabin and open the door. There's a small table with two chairs, a fireplace in the middle and a full-sized bed. It's empty. It overlooks a beautiful big lake. We both admire the view as we close the door. As the door closes, you are suddenly surprised by the sign hanging on the back of the door..... "Happy Birthday!". ... "Oh my God!!!! Did you plan this???!!!" you laugh shockingly. I laugh back at you, winking in your direction, "It was a little fun detour for my special girl. I'm sure you weren't expecting this!" I curiously investigate the fireplace. There are logs neatly inside with fire matches laying on the ledge. I find a starter log close by. I light the starter log and place it between the logs. The fire starts to glow and slowly build stronger. I'm seated on the ground watching it builds. Suddenly and intimately, I feel your hands approach on my shoulders, gently massaging me, moving up and down my back, up my neck and down my arms. "Time for my birthday present," you whisper into my ear. I begin to lean back against your body as your hands move down my chest. Your hair softly rests on my shoulders as I feel your cheeks pressed against mine. Your ears are warm...your eyes observing the light from the fire flickering around my body. Slowly I turn where my eyes meet yours, my lips so close.... we breath, we look. We move closer and closer yet our lips do not meet. The tension builds... suspense... sounds of fire crackling... the quiet sound of the peaceful wooden room only amplify the sound of our beating hearts. Louder and louder. Turning my body around to face you, our foreheads are touching, our arms are locked, your fingers merge into each other, as I bring you down to me, and feel your warm moist lips press against mine. The aroma of your long hair wrestles with my passionate heart. I'm captured by your trance and my hands move behind you as I easily unsnap your bra, and start to remove your blouse. You feel my warm hands slowly massaging your breasts. You start to unbutton my shirt. I loosen your shorts and slip them off. You loosen my belt and unzip my pants. Our naked bodies wrap together as my lips kiss you all over. I bring move you towards the bed and lay you down holding you in my arms. You looked so happy as you kissed me again, feeling your legs gently wrap around my body. Your moist pussy lips are felt against my thigh as my thick hardness moves closer to your entrance. Gently... slowly... it sinks inside of you as you breath deeper. A deeper passion then you've experienced before, feeling loved and safe. Feeling like nothing else in the world could ever go wrong. Your thoughts escape you as my thickness enters you over and over, hearing my balls slap against your butt check. You close your eyes and breath deeper and deeper, spreading your legs to take more of me inside. My hips thrusting against you hard, saying in rhythm with your body. You get wetter and wetter with every pull and thrust. You moan out for more, moving my position deeper inside you, as my lips start to suck on your hard nipples. My tongue moves in circles, teasing your senses. The tip of my cock starts to massage against your love button, only to enter back inside seconds later. Your whole body is teased and pleased at once, and you can feel the blood rushing through out your body, not finding it's exit... until... faster, and deeper, faster and deeper, my tongue sucking, your moans as loud as you like, knowing no one else is around for miles. You hear me moaning with the fulfilled pleasure your tight body provides. Deeper, deeper.... deeper, pumping my love deep inside you, as your body quivers and lets out a very loud moan. Your juices release hard almost pushing me out of you with a strong passionate eruption. The feeling of your excitement allows me to suddenly release my warm fluids deep inside of you. The fluids of our love mix between us, exchanging back and forth as we hold each other, your legs wrapped around me, and catching our breaths. The moment starts to quiet down and, again, we can start to hear the faint sounds of the wood crackling in the fireplace. ... The walk back to the car seems endless but without urgency. We enjoy the fresh air and sounds of birds around us. We stop every few moments to kiss each other, straightening out our wrinkled clothes, while holding hands. The journey never knows what detours life will bring. Sometimes it's a road sign, other times, a memorable place like the cabin in the woods. We continue our journey and drive off, not knowing what other surprises our lives have waiting for us at the next stop. The Cabin in the Woods Lying on your bed in the darkness, I count all the things that I know to be true. There aren't many anymore and that might have scared me once, but even the word "once," is barely a shadow in my mind. The past and the future, the day and the night, they are all distant memories to me; concepts as faded as a pastel painting slowly blurring their way from green to gray and then to nothing. I know I'm in a cabin, somewhere deep in the woods. You drove us here from the city when the roads were still passable. On the ride I wore no clothes: only a hood, a dog collar and cuffs connected by heavy chains and masked from the world by the tinted windows of your jeep. It's still winter, of that I am certain. Even helpless, bound by to the four posts and with the leather hood around my head, I can tell. The air from an open window sweeps violently across my naked flesh unmoved by my shivering and unyielding in its intensity. There are moments when I can feel a single ray from the low winter sun on my upper thigh but it doesn't warm me. It's more like the memory of heat than anything else. Only you, my Mistress warms me. You are the only light in the world where all the fires have gone out. You have trained me so perfectly that all I long to do is bend myself to your will. I feel more powerful blind, bound in naked submission than I ever felt as the man I had once been. You told me this would happen if I truly surrendered to you. If I let you take everything from me. And I did. Time was the first thing you took from me. The first real thing. Perhaps to be technical, it was my belongings you took first. I remember the smile on your face and the way your eyes lit up as you took my suitcases in the front room and told me they no longer belonged to me. I've never seen them again, nor any of my clothes or keepsakes I had once thought so precious. Perhaps they are in storage somewhere. Perhaps you burned them. In the end maybe it makes no difference. They belonged to someone that no longer exists. From that day everything I've ever worn or eaten or sat on has belonged to you. I own nothing anymore, except the silver steel collar locked around my neck. "That," you told me, "is yours. Something you can touch when I'm not there and need to think of me." That's what I'd be doing right now if my arms weren't bound above me by chains. But time, that was the first thing you seized from me. You already had my love and submission. You had all of my will. All you needed to do was shape me. First came the hood. It was leather, black and tight with only the mouth and nose left open. It locked in the back and was impossible to take off even when my hands were free. You had me wear it for days at a time. Days when you knew I had nowhere to be and no one who could come looking for me. It was a frightening world without sight. Still, my body tried to keep itself orientated to daytime and night. I got hungry on schedule, at least for the first day. Then you fed me pills to make me sleep. Then I woke up, how much later I'll never know, but I felt you hovering above me. "Open your mouth," you said in such a quiet, yet strong voice that I had obeyed even before I had processed the words. You placed a baby bottle between my lips and told me to be a good slave and drink. I'm not sure what was inside. Maybe soup. It was lukewarm and unpleasant but I did as you commanded and finished every drop. After I finished the bottle you let me drift off to sleep again. You kept doing this, sometimes waking me only two hours later. Other times, letting half a day go by so my body had no way to know what time it was. I only remember the sleep, the way you made me beg for the bottle and the sound of your voice. Your voice was the most powerful, most beautiful thing that had ever existed. In the darkness it carried the force and the light of absolute truth. Your words more radiant than the sun. If God was a woman, then this was the voice of God. And if God was a man, this was the voice of his lover. "Winter," You whispered into my ear, on our first day in the cabin, "is the best time to train a slave. This cabin is three miles from the nearest house. Maybe I'll set you free, hooded and blind and watch you crawl through the snow in any direction you choose. Would that make you feel helpless, slave?" "Yes, Mistress" I whimpered in anticipation. A long silence followed. Finally your voice flashed through the darkness like a flame. "No," you said. "I think you're helpless enough already." You attached a lead to my collar and led me outside into the snow. It was deep, almost up to my knees but you made me walk for a long time before telling me to stop. You pulled my arms above my head and fastened them to what felt like the branch of tree. I felt my toes, half numb, press up against the bark. You stood back and marveled. "Such a helpless little boy." You said. "Naked, blind, freezing and tied to a tree with nowhere to go. You belong to me completely now, don't you?" "Yes, Mistress," I whimpered but my voice seemed to get lost in the howling winds. I felt a hard slap across my face and a surge of energy pulsed through me. "You belong to me, don't you slave? Say it for me." "I belong to you, Mistress. Completely and utterly. I am yours." I moaned. "Good slave," you said as I stood shivering against the tree. "Now let me see what I torment you with." More silence followed and suddenly I felt the impact of a cane across my ass and I moaned loudly into the winter wind. The blows came quicker and harder after that and the pleasure turned into cold icy pain. "Count to 20." You told me and I did. But by 17, I was numb and full of pain. I could barely get the words out. "Keep counting slave." Called your voice from the darkness and I found my strength returning. I counted to 20, then let my body hang against the tree. A few moments later I felt the heat of your body, your perfect breasts touching my bare back and a long animal pelt envelop me along the shoulders. "Such a good slave." You whispered into my ear. "I think I'll fuck you with my strap on." Before I could answer, I felt it hard against me and forcing its way inside. I screamed and my body instinctively pulled away but you simply laughed and held me there, forcing yourself inside. Your strong hands locked on my hips as you thrust, sending me into a world of ecstasy. Every moan that escaped my mouth made you fuck me harder until I could hear the moan of you coming. At that moment you dug your fingernails into my side and screamed, "You're a fucking dirty whore, aren't you?" "Yes, Mistress." I whimpered as my mind floated through subspace of a thousand colors. Like an army of balloons released into the sky. I felt you withdraw slowly, then release my arms and helped me back towards the cabin. My legs were numb from the time in the snow and my mind smashed into 1,000 pieces. You put my arm around your shoulder and guided me all the way to the door. I was so weak you almost had to carry me the last few steps. The inside of the cabin felt so warm. You had me lay on my back on some kind of fur rug. After a few minutes I felt the heat of fresh logs ablaze in the fireplace not more than a few feet from me. Then came the most incredible moment of my life. I felt your flesh on top of me. The long animal pelt you had worn was now draped over both of us. I heard your soft words in my ear. "Sometimes you get the snow, the wind, the wood of the cane, the lash of the whip, and sometimes you get the rewards of your goddess when she feels like fucking her sex toy." Without waiting for me to respond your pinned my arms above my head with effortless strength. How much it turns you on to be physically stronger than a man. I felt your other hand reach down and guide me inside you. My hips, my mind convulsed with pleasure. I tumbled through subspace as you rode me. I began to babble. "I'm walking on the twisted hem of the ocean," I moaned, barely conscious of what I was saying. "Focus on my voice slave. Listen to me. Tell me how much you love belonging to me." "I love belonging to you so much." I moaned and kept repeating it over and over again until I felt your hips twitch violently as you came. "Such a good slave." You said as you climbed off. After a few minutes, I felt you help me to my feet and then to bed. You chained me to the bed and left me there with the warm pelt over my body. How many days it has been I don't know. But day after day you use me and then chain me back up. That's where I am right now. Waiting to be used on your whim. Time and the rest of the world have fallen away. I know only the wind, the snow, the lash of the whip, the feeling of your perfect body against mine and the sound of your voice. That is what I know to be true. This is all I ever want to know.