* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Fun and games on a vacation in the mountains of Colorado. M/F some discipline, bondage, and I guess MDom * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It’s the third day in our cabin retreat. We rented a cabin somewhere in the desolate places of Colorado. It’s been peaceful and relaxing (after you got over your fear of spiders). Each morning, I have done the little work I needed on my laptop, and then had the rest of the day free, and we have slid easily into the rhythm of our schedules. But that is about to change. I look up from my work as you come out of the bedroom. You have changed your clothes and are now wearing satin running shorts, a crop top tee shirt, and running shoes. Your hair is pulled back in a pony tail “Where are you off to?” I ask. You come over and kiss me on my fore head. “I’m going to go for a run on the trail,” you tell me. “You know… keep my legs in shape for you.” Even though we’re in the mountains, the mornings have been warm It is nearly 70 degrees outside. I frown. “What’s wrong?” You ask. “I’m horny,” I say. “You’re always horny,” you reply with a laugh. “True. But if I wait until you come back from your run, you’re going to be all hot and sweaty.” “I thought you liked it when I was hot and sweaty?” “I do… when I MAKE you hot and sweaty.” You take a step back from me, for my hand started caressing your buttocks. “I will take a shower for you when I get back.” “I don’t know if I can wait that long,” I say reaching for you, but you dance back out of my grasp. “I don’t even believe you’re horny,” you say. “Show me.” I stand up and undo my belt and my jeans, pushing them down my legs. I push my underwear next and expose my penis, which is throbbing and growing. It is not yet at full erection, but it will be there soon. “My,” you say as you stare at my penis. “You are horny. And that’s too bad… because if you want me… you will have to catch me!” and with that you run downstairs, and out the door. The last thing you see is me at the top of the stairs with my pants around my ankles, and my erection jutting out from my body… but of course with my pants down like that, I can’t come right after you. You were counting on that. You figured I would follow you, and you knew that you would need a head start. You felt a wicked thrill run through you as you jump off of the deck and run as fast as you can into the woods. You know I will pursue you. You sense that you will be caught. But until then, you plan to make the race a good one. You run down the pathway that leads to the trails, and every so often, you look behind you, expecting to see me. But there is nothing. You slow your stride down, and look back again. You can’t believe that I wouldn’t come after you, and you are disappointed. Well, you decide, you will have a long run and then a long shower, and then … well then we’ll see, you think with a smile. You start jogging again. And then you hear it. The unmistakable sound of the four-wheeler! You feel the slight panic as you imagine the motorized four wheeler with me on it, flying down the path. You run faster, but you know that it is hopeless. I will be on you in no time. You hear the gravel crunching and look back to see me coming around the bend, the engine roaring at full throttle. You scream and realize that you will be caught, so you dart off of the path. Your only chance now is to get into the woods where the four wheeler can’t go. But I leap off of the four wheeler, and dash up into the woods after you, and in a few quick strides, I catch you. I tackle you. We hit the ground, and you feel the breath knocked out of you. My arms grasp you, and pick you up, tossing you over my shoulder as I carry you back down to the road. You are so stunned by your sudden capture that you don’t even consider resisting. As we get close to the four wheeler, your senses return, and you squirm, and manage to slide off of my shoulder and out of my grasp. Your freedom is brief. Roughly, I catch you and push you against a tree. Your hands instinctively go around it, and before you can even understand what is happening, you hear a couple of clicks and you realize that your hands have been handcuffed together. I slide a leather collar around your neck and then loop its strap around the tree, pulling it tight. Your face is now held so close to the tree that you can smell the tree bark. You try to move but with your neck effectively fastened to the tree, and your hands cuffed around it, it is useless. Just that fast, you are not only captured. You are totally bound. You can barely move. It is amazing how effective it is to have your neck lashed to the tree. It holds you more immobile than you would have thought possible. You feel the sensation of helplessness wash over you as you realize that I now have you completely under my control. Again. The chase was brief. And the ending was that your man had run you down, captured you, and made you helpless in seconds. And you can feel your juices soak your small panties as this feeling engulfs you. My mouth is at your ear, and you can hear that I am still panting from my exertion of running you to the ground and capturing you. Your breath is coming in gasps as well, but you know that it is more than just the run which has left you panting. “Sorry I took so long,” I tell you. “But first, I had to pull up my pants. And then, I had to get some things to help me when I caught you,.” You just pant in reply. You can’t say a word. You pull on your cuffs, but of course, they hold you fast. “Now then… first I think we have a few lessons to learn. The first lesson is to never leave your husband when he has an erection. That is just plain rude…” You feel me tug at your running shorts and pull them down off of you. The breeze caresses your sweaty buttocks. You are wearing such small panties. You can just imagine how you look right now… tied with your arms hugging a tree, a collar holding your head still, and your bare ass exposed for the world to see. I pull down your panties. You gasp and wait. Your ass is so exposed... So vulnerable… The first smack lands suddenly and your whole body jerks in surprise. “Oh my God!” you breathe. I spank you again… and again… and again… Each smack brings another exclamation from you. Your heart is thudding in your chest. You can feel the juices from your pussy starting to drip down your thigh. The spanking stops… you wait.. trying to feel where I am.. wanting to see, but you can’t… Then my finger touches the inner part of your thigh. You moan in need. You want me to touch you a little higher… My hand lightly strokes your buttocks. You gasp with the sensation, and push your ass out… the touch feels so good… you just want me to touch you a little more… I spank you again. The contrast in sensations continues for awhile. I will spank… then caress… then spank… then touch you again… Before long you are crying out with every contact – be it a spank or a caress… the sounds of my hand smacking your bare flesh and your cries and moans echo in the woods. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you realize that we are not far off of the trail. The trail is rarely used.. but anyone who was within a half of a mile could hear your moans of need, and the smacks of my discipline… the thought that someone might come by and see you made helpless by your man excites you even more… When I touch the folds of your pussy you can hardly stand it… “Please!” you say… “please…” “Please what?” I ask you, deviously as my finger just barely enters your wetness. You push back against me.. you want to feel my finger inside of you so badly… but I don’t let it happen yet. You whimper in need. “Please…” I spank you again. You are so aroused now that everything makes you hotter. As the next smack lands, you wonder if you might have an orgasm while being spanked. “Please!” your voice is urgent now. “Take me!” “Take you where?” I ask as I play with your pussy once more. “Fuck me!” you say. “I thought you needed your run first?” “Ooooh!” My finger is playing with your ass hole now… “I – “ You pant. You are so aroused you can’t even speak. My finger probes around your ass… and then, using the dripping juices from your pussy for lubrication, I slide it into your ass opening. You collapse against the tree. “Oh… you are a bad man!” you say as I start to finger fuck your ass. “Maybe I should let you finish your run without your pants,” I say. “Then you could feel the wind on your bare ass… I think you would like that. I think you enjoy feeling the breeze on your naked skin… don’t you…” “Ohhh!” My finger drives deep in you. “Yes!” “Yes? Yes I should take your pants and leave?” “No!… don’t leave me… I – “ pant “need…” pant “fucked so badly!” pant… “But what about your run?” “Fuck me!” “I want to see you run…” “Oh please!” “I’ll make you a deal… I will give you the release that you need… I won’t fuck you… but I will and then you will run… back to the house… and you will do it naked… except for your shoes… I’ll ride ahead on the four wheeler. I’ll wait for you on the porch… if you get there while I still have a hard on, I’ll fuck you. If not… then … well… I am sure I will think of some suitable punishment…. “ My other hand has started to massage your aching pussy and I can see your legs starting to tense… You are so aroused that I know this will not take long. I chuckle. “I would ask you if you accept this deal.. except… really… you have no choice…” You nod… and my fingers slide up your wet skin to your clit and massage it back and forth… You let out a scream that could be heard for a mile as the first orgasm crashed over you… Your naked body trembles as you feel my hand sliding around your clit… as I hear you start to cum, my finger slides up to the middle, and rubs your tender clit quickly, while the finger of my other hand pushes itself deeply inside of your ass, and the sensation of being filled in a forbidden place pushes the orgasm deeper over you… your muscles tighten as you go over the edge, but the finger buried deeply in you makes them contract in a new and unusual way… and you can feel your wetness gushing out of you… You gasp for breath and you want to sink down to your knees, but the collar that is holding you to the tree won’t let you… and this sensation of being utterly helpless as I make you cum increases your experience, and makes the orgasm last longer… When the orgasm finally subsides, your legs are wobbly and you can hardly stand. You feel my strong arm hold your waist as I loosen the strap holding your collar to the tree. Then you hear the cuffs click, and you are free… I lift you back up and carry you to the four wheeler. You feel like you are floating on a comfortable cloud, and hardly even notice as I pull your tee shirt off of you. Your bra follows, and you feel the air flow across you bare breasts. You are sweating, both from your attempted “escape” and from the intense orgasm you just had while you were tied to the tree. The breeze across your naked, sweaty breasts chill your nipples, and they stand up quickly… erect… I set you on the seat of the fourwheeler, and in a moment, I have finished pulling your pants and panties off of you. Now you are naked, except for your shoes. You look up at me as I fold your clothes up. You can see the huge bulge in my pants. “How about a new deal?” you ask as you put your hand over the bulge in my pants. You like the feeling of my hard penis. You squeeze it affectionately. “Why don’t I give you a blow job, and then you give me a ride home?” I take your hand away from my crotch. “Tempting, but no.” I say. You are still wearing the collar and cuffs, and I reach forward, grasping your collar by the metal ring, I use it to compel you to stand. You whimper. “What will you do to me?” “I told you. You will run back to our house naked. And then I will continue your punishment there.” “Continue?” you ask. “What will you do?” I smile. “You will find out.” I have attached the nylon rope to your cuffs. You watch me in fascination, almost forgetting that I have left you fully naked, you wonder what I am doing to your wrist cuffs. I loop the rope through the metal bar on the back of the four wheeler, and pull it taught. “In the olden days, when a man would capture a woman in battle that he decided to carry off as his own, he would do one of two things. Either he would tie her, and then put her across the saddle of his horse… Or… he would tie her wrists together, and then have her run along behind his horse.” I look at you. "I don't have a saddle..." Suddenly, you understand why your wrists are tied to the four wheeler. “No…” you say. You try to imagine what it will be like… pulled along, and running along naked behind me. You suddenly do feel like a woman who has been captured and claimed by a man. It is a little frightening. And it is more than a little exciting. I start the engine. “Don’t fall,” I tell you with a smile, and the four wheeler starts off. Your wrists are jerked forward and you stumble for a moment, but then you catch your stride and start running along behind me. The rope allows you to follow along about twenty feet behind of me so that you are not hit by the stones that are thrown up by the wheels. And I am not going as fast as the four wheeler can. But I am still moving along at a brisk pace, and you have to trot along to keep up. Your naked breasts bounce up and down, and you can feel every step you take, because your clit is still swollen and excited. You have never run while aroused, and your wetness feels amazing between your legs as they pump up and down to keep up with me. You are looking around you, as you suddenly realize that we are on the public trail. What would someone think if they saw you tied and running along behind me like this? You realize that if anyone saw you, they would no doubt think that you were a captured woman who was being taken away to be used sexually by the man. Your juices flow even more now. That’s what you are… You are a woman about to be used by your man… You can’t resist… you can’t escape… you can't stop it... you can only follow along and wait for him to decide what happens to you next… You are panting as these thoughts strike you… and you know that the panting is not from the run. It is so hard to run when you are this aroused! “Please!” you call out. “I… “ pant “… need to rest!” The four wheeler slows, and you run to catch up. You are bent over and panting, trying to catch your breath. “We are not yet home,” I say. “Yes, I know… but I must rest. I … cannot… run this fast…” I look at you. I know that you can run longer and faster than the pace we were on. But I can also tell by the way your nipples are erect, and the flush in your face that you are being hampered by your own excitement. “Then you are out of shape,” I say “Maybe we should do this every morning. I can strip you naked and pull you along every day. That will make you stronger…” You look at me with a wild look. Every day? Naked and forced to run? You squeeze your thighs together… your pussy throbs at the thought… I stand up and look around. “Well, I have waited too long as it is. I think I will take you now.” You nod through the panting. Good, you think. You need fucked so badly... I go to the pack on the four wheeler, and open it. Then I remove a couple of straps. “Put your foot on the seat,” I command you, and you obey. I slide a loop around your foot, and then slide it up to your thigh. As you recognize it, you tremble. “Next…” I say, and you meekly comply, putting your next foot up. I take the rope off of the back of the four wheeler, and look around the trail. “Follow me,” I say, and I pull the rope. Your wrists are jerked forward and you stumble after me. I stop by a large tree that has a solid branch about ten feet off of the ground. “This will do,” I decide. I throw the rope over the limb. Then I toss two more over. These I attach to the loops around your thighs. It takes a moment for you to realize exactly what is about to happen to you… I grasp the ropes and pull… first your wrists are hauled high above your head. Then I pull the other rope, and your legs are lifted off of the ground. At first, your legs are lifted higher than your shoulders, and you find yourself suspended almost upside down. Then I pull the rope holding your wrists again, and you are pulled to a seated position, except that you are held suspended three feet off of the ground. Your naked body swings a little, and you twist in the breeze. You are once again completely helpless and at my mercy… suspended naked in the air. I smile as I watch your naked body floating before me. “That’s good,” I say. I unbuckle my pants slowly and deliberately. I can hear your breath as you take ragged breasts. You are quivering with anticipation and need. I place my jeans on the four wheeler and turn to face you, my erection jutting out in front of me. You stare at my penis and lick your lips. I can see the excitement in you. You are waiting for me to take that hard cock and bury it in you. But I am not ready to do that yet. “First,” I say, “you must be punished again.” “Punished? What for?” “For stopping,” I say. I take your legs and spin you around so you are facing away from me. Again, the helplessness of your situation comes home to you. I can do anything to you. You wait to find out what I have in mind. I push you forward, as though you were a human swing. You stare between your legs and see the ground beneath you as you swing out with the motion. The breeze tingles against your wet and aching pussy. Your momentum stops, and you begin to swing backwards. As you reach me again, I smack your ass. You were not expecting it and you cry out… more in shock than in pain. You swing forward again. This time as you start swinging backwards, you know what awaits you. But still you can do nothing to stop it. I spank you again. And again. And again. Swing... spank... swing ... spank... This goes on for twenty more smacks. You are swung out, and as you come back, I smack your bare and vulnerable ass. By the time I have finished, your ass is on fire. But it is nothing compared to the fire you feel in your pussy. I spin you around to face me, my hands pushing your two suspended legs apart, and then I pull you to me. You are so wet that there is no problem entering you. You slam against my body, impaled quickly on my hard cock. “Oh God!” you breath. I rub you against me, and you feel my pubic hair pressing against your swollen clit. I grab you by the waist, and swing you out and back. Since the ropes keep you virtually weightless, it is easy for me to reach a fast tempo, swinging you forward and back on my cock. You look down and see the seven inches of my hard flesh going in and out of you as you swing back and forth. The sight is incredibly erotic, with my chest muscles bunched up and my arms flexing while I push and pull you on my cock. Your hands are still held over your head, and the strangeness of the position adds to the sensations. You've never had an orgasm while you were suspended before... “Oh yes!” You say closing your eyes. You can feel the orgasm starting again. My right hand moves from your waist to your groin, and my thumb finds your clit. Your eyes flash open with a wild look. “Oh my God!” you scream, and then you cum. It is mind blowing as you are quickly swung on the end of my cock and my finger rubs your clit mercilessly. You buck in the stirrups, and I watch your body twitch and squirm, and you scream loudly in passion, your wetness pouring out over my hard manhood. When your orgasm has finished, you are sweating, panting, and your legs are quivering, as though your muscles are no longer under your control. Dimly, you are aware that I have pulled my hard cock back out of you and I am lowering you to the ground. Your legs are too wobbly to allow you to stand, so I half lead, half carry you back to the four wheeler. I sit down on the seat, and lean you against me, with you sitting in my lap. You put your arms around my neck, and I start the four wheeler back up. Too tired to move, you happily lean your head against my chest as the wind flows around you, and we ride back to the house. You are regaining your senses as we stop in front of the house. But before you can say anything, I have slung your naked body over my shoulder, and I carry you into the cabin, and up stairs. I take you all of the way into the bathroom, and you realize that your ordeal is not yet over. You think about resisting, as I lead you to the shower, but then you remember how easily I overpowered you in the woods, and you meekly stand as I open the shower and put you inside. The cuffs are still on you, and I fasten them to the shelf above the shower stall. You close your eyes as you feel your wrists get fastened above your head. “What will you do to me now?” You whisper. “You said you wanted a shower after your run,” I say. “Oooohhhh…” you sigh as I fasten your ankles to the frame of the shower stall, and you are secured, hand and foot as you stand. Helpless once more, you wait for what you know is coming next. The blast from the shower starts cold, and you squeal as it splashed across your bare breasts. You thrash to escape the cold water that flows across you, but you are held fast by the cuffs, and you cannot avoid it. “Oh please! It is cold!” you shout at me, “Well, you looked so tired,” I say. “I just wanted to make sure that you were awake.” Your nipples are hard and erect from the water, and you are trying to dance in place to get over the cold. But I have tied you well, and you can hardly move. I can see the goose pimples start rising on your flesh “You are such a bad man!” you say through clenched teeth. I slowly turn the water to warm, and you relax as the new temperature calms your body. “Better?” You arch your back, allowing the spray to caress your breasts. “Much!” you say. I take soap and apply it to your body, starting with your breasts and nipples, and you feel the arousal begin again. Once again, you are amazed at how your body reacts to me, and everything that I do to it. The combination of moments of cruelty followed by sweet caresses has left you in a state of constant arousal… your body always eager to feel the next experience. Now, as you feel the soap and my hands caressing your breasts, it drives all memories of the chilling spray I hit you with just moments before. Your muscles relax, and your body responds to my caress. I roll your nipples between my soaped fingers, and you moan. “Time for below,” I say, and I slide the straps on your ankles up to you knees, and pull your legs off of the shower floor, holding them with one hand, so you are are suspended into an almost seated position. The shower is now pulsating off of your pussy, and the jets of water tease and caress you. I soap your legs and loins, washing you thoroughly, and you find yourself moving in the straps to allow me more access to all of your tender flesh. You cannot help yourself. By the time I get through washing your pussy and thighs, you are fully aroused. Again. You lift yourself up by your wrist straps slightly to allow me full access to any part of you that I want to touch When I slip my soaped finger into your ass, you gasp in delight I wiggle it inside of you and then movie it in and out slowly. You are moving in your bonds in time to my finger. “Oh … God…” you breathe. Too soon, I remove it, and then I pull your legs up higher to allow the shower spray to reach your ass as I rinse the soap from you. Then I let you down, and unfasten your wrists and ankles. As you come out if the shower, you try to embrace me, but I am not ready for you yet. I take a towel and wrap it around you. It is a very large towel, and I can wrap it around you a couple of times, which has the effect of pinning your arms next to your body as though you were in a body bandage. Once again helpless, I lower you to the ground on your back. You watch as I undress above you. My cock is hard by the time I am naked, and you stare at it. You love to watch it when it is erect like this. To see my long penis aroused and throbbing above you while you lay helpless on the ground is maddening. “Let me lick you!” you plead. I turn and put on foot on either side of you. My penis bobs and dances above you. Slowly, I start to lower my body, crouching so my cock is just inches above your face. You can feel the heat, and see every line and hair clearly. You can remember how good that cock felt when it was inside of you… you can remember what it tastes like… you can remember how it feels in your hand… There is it… just inches above you now… that big hard penis that brings you such pleasure… you can feel the heat from it… but you can’t touch it. You wriggle, but you cannot move wrapped up in your towel like it is a cocoon. I grasp my erection at the base. You love seeing that… you love seeing my large strong hand hold my throbbing erection, so my cock sticks out of my hand like a seven inch dagger of flesh. I slap you gently in the face with my cock. You sniff in air, and can smell my manhood, mingled with your sex from when I fucked you on the road. I slowly and deliberately tease you by brushing your cheek, nose, and forehead with my cock. But I don’t let you taste it. Not yet. You suddenly want to suck me very badly. Being teased and denied is making it worse. You can feel the wetness in your loins as you stare at my large penis, and feel it tease you… touching your face with its hot and soft skin. “Please… let me taste you…” I look at you and smile. For a moment, you think that I am going to give you what you want… But then I grasp the towel, and spin you over onto your stomach. The move catches you totally by surprise, and you gasp as you are once again reminded that you are helpless before me You feel the towel being pulled up I the back ,and the cool air on your bare ass. You hear me rummaging for a moment in the cabinet, and then you feel something cool and liquid being poured down the crack of your ass. You moan in anticipation as the massage oil runs down your ass, and then across the back of your pussy. My hand rubs it into you as you pant into the carpet. I am preparing you, and you can do nothing but wait for what you know is coming. Then you feel me over top of you, and you feel the unmistakable sensation of my cockhead pressing against the back of your swollen pussy. You are wet and aroused, and the massage oil made you even slicker. My penis enters you like a hot knife into soft butter. Your face is pressed into the carpet. You feel so vulnerable, since you can’t move your arms from your waist at all. Of all of the times I have bound you, you have never felt more immobile than now, as my cock moves in and our of you in long strokes. You find yourself gasping for breath as I take you. It is too much… the shower – first cold, then delightfully warm… the soaping… then the wrapping making you helpless while I teased you with my cock… and now this… You cum again. It is not as violent as the one on the path, but it is your third orgasm in less than an hour, and you are panting for breath as you go over the edge, your face pressed into the carpet, and your arms pinnd to your side. As your orgasm is subsiding, you feel yourself being rolled back over onto your back. You open your eyes in time to see me straddling you, with a knee on either side of your face… my big hard cock, wet with your juices is glistening just a couple of inches fro your astonished face… I am stroking my slick cock, and you watch in fascination as I increase my tempo… You know what is about to happen… And you want it badly… My hand is a blur as I jack off inches from your mouth, which is open and ready… My muscles tense… you see my head rock back… every muscle in my chest and stomanch tightens… and then with a primal yell, I explode… Jet after jet of hot cum splatters onto you. You catch as much as you can in your mouth savoring the taste that you have come to know so well… but I am spraying huge quantities of cum, and it is splashing all over your pretty face… It seems to last forever… Finally, I am spent, and my penis begins to shrink in size. I reach down and undo the towel, and take a corner of it and wipe the hot cum from your face. Then I kiss you. Our lips and tongues intertwine for a moment. Then I stand up, and I enter the shower, which is still running. I leave the door open, and you roll on your side, and watch your man wash his body. Your pussy is still tingling from the intense attention it has received. You can smell my cum on the towel. And you smile, thinking that the day has only begun…. But your morning exercises were a huge success… T