It was early winter. The first snowfall had left a dusting on the wooded landscape. Master's truck heaved over a large rock in the dirt road. slave shifted nervously in her seat. she pulled her jacket tighter around herself, an insufficient hiding place. she leaned her face against the cold passenger side window, fog spreading across it as she both frightened and excited herself with thoughts of what may lie ahead. Bumpy hours seemed to pass until Master finally brought the truck to an abrupt stop. slave's head bumped against the window and brought her back from her thoughts. she was almost overwhelmed by a wave of apprehension.
slave heard Master's door slam and stepped out onto the ground. she winced slightly at the feel of gritty dirt, snow, and pine needles under her bare feet. Master came around, pulled slave by the collar, and led her into a small clearing. Master commanded that slave remove her jacket. slave did so exposing the nakedness underneath. slave shivered as a breeze blew nearby snowflakes off a twisted branch and onto her skin. Goosebumps leapt up all over her body and her nipples quickly hardened in response. Master noticed and, with a wry smile, gave one of them a tight squeeze. Master began unloading Her pack. Rope, nipple clamps, whip. slave bit her lip and looked away.
Master took slave's collar and pulled her roughly toward a tall but slender birch tree. Master pushed slave's back up against it. She grabbed the other nipple and squeezed it hard while sinking Her teeth into slave's neck. slave let out a grunt of pain but shivered with pleasure at having Master so near.
Master bent down, gathered up a handful of snow from a small bank, and formed it into a coarse ball. With Her left hand, She grabbed slave forcefully by the neck while Her right hand gently rubbed the snow against slave's nipples. When the snow began to melt with slave's moans Master picked up the clamps and attached one of them to the right nipple. Master then pushed slave chest-first against the tree. She attached the remaining clamp on the right nipple so that the chain connecting them wound around the trunk of the tree. She pulled slave's hair back unexpectedly so that the movement of slave's body pulled against the chain. slave let out a pained gasp. Master smiled.
Master told slave to raise her arms and take a hold of the tree's branches. Master then used the rope to securely bind slave's wrists to the tree limbs. Master kicked slave's feet apart just slightly, exposing her even more to the cold wind.
Master walked over to Her bag and picked up the whip. For a few moments, She simply ran Her fingers over the rope's surface while watching as slave shivered. Master wondered if slave shook more from cold or from her fear. Master decided that both were equally intoxicating as She raised the whip into the air for the first blow.
slave always found this moment the hardest to deal with. The waiting, the wondering. When would it come? What would it feel like? Would she be strong enough? And most importantly, would she please Master?
The sharp pain that followed took slave's breath away. She tried to keep control of her thoughts. she knew she had to prepare for another blow. Several more blows slowly rained down. Then before she had any time to compose herself there were multiple lashes coming so hard and fast that slave couldn't help but burst into tears.
Master used all of Her strength and moved as fast as She could. She was sweating now from the exertion. slave had begun to cry. Master smiled warmly at the beautiful tears that slave tried so hard to hold inside. slave would be happy to know that the last lash broke the skin and now there was blood slowly dripping down her back.
slave was heaving with sobs now. Master approached her and planted several gentle kisses on her wet face. Master told slave that she was pleasing Master very well and there would be only five more lashes now.
As Master back across the clearing slave did her best to ready herself for what was to come. As each blow landed, slave's smile grew wider. she could feel the wetness of her blood on her back now. Each lash was leaving a great cut behind. slave then realized that each blow was also causing more wetness between her legs. she closed her eyes and counted all five. slave was exhausted now. If the ropes hadn't been holding her to the tree she wasn't sure that her legs could have supported her.
Master put down the whip and returned to Her slave. She kissed slave hard on the mouth while giving the chain a rough yank. slave cried out in pain. Master then kissed slave more gently and carefully removed the clamps.
Without a word, She led slave by the collar and pushed her down face-first onto a large stump. slave's knees dug uncomfortably into small rocks and freezing snow. Master unzipped Her jeans and exposed a long, thick strap-on. Without warning, She forced it into slave as hard as She could. She moved in and out of slave over and over, sometimes going slow and deep, then fast and hard. slave's raw nipples rubbed ruthlessly against the jagged wood of the stump.
slave's breathing became shallow and she let out a sound that could have meant pain, pleasure, or both. Master fucked Her slave She watched as the blood from her back finally ran down onto Her cock. As Master gave a final deep thrust, slave came and slumped tiredly on the stump.
Master gave a contented sigh as She began to gather up Her things. She very gently wrapped slave in her jacket and helped her into the truck.
As Master got in and closed the driver's side door slave gave Her a loving and reverential look. slave's eyes closed in satisfaction as Master pulled back onto the bumpy road.