Honestly, she thought
she must be out of her mind. Work was piling up at home and yet somehow she'd
allowed herself to be convinced to come brave ridiculous temperatures in
Arizona. In August. Oh who was she kidding? She wanted this trip as much as he did.
She was more than happy to leave behind the piles of review materials that had
stacked up over the summer to come spend time with him. This was more than just
their night together. They would have an entire 5 days and for that, she would
brave the heat. Besides, she'd been promised a night outdoors and that was more
than enough to tempt her into putting herself in his hands again.
Once she was back in his
arms, the week flew by. One minute it was Monday and the next it was Friday and
time for the promised outdoor excursion. She honestly had no idea what he had
in mind, just that for the next 24 hours, she would be completely at his mercy
and under his guidance. He disappeared for a few hours in the morning and she
took that time to finish packing up her things. When they returned, she would
only have one last night with him before she would have to fly back home and
she didn't want to waste a single minute with him doing mundane and sad things
like packing bags.
When he returned, he
wouldn't give her a clue as to where they were going. He just told her to trust
him as he drove them further and further away from civilization. She was
excited though more than a little nervous. He was a creative man and she
couldn't begin to fathom what he had in store for them. She didn't bother to
try to hide her surprise when they pulled up at what was clearly a campsite in
the middle of nowhere. When he had said outdoors, she hadn't imagined that he
had planned to actually spend all night outside. How he had managed to find a
location in Arizona that actually had trees was also surprising to her. So far
everything that she had seen was other sand (aka dirt) or covered with prickly
things that she didn't especially want to get anywhere near. They were lovely
but being stuck with pointy prickly things was not on her fetish enjoyment
list.
Somehow though, he had
found an oasis and had brought her to it. He let her explore and wander for a
few minutes. He loved her childlike joy in the simple things. He had known of
this place and earlier had come out to set it up so that it would be ready for
them. No one would bother them here. Few knew this place existed and those that
did wouldn't be venturing out this way anytime soon. This was their private
paradise for the next 24 hours and he was going to make sure that when they
left, they would both carry memories that would last them a lifetime.
After she had been
allowed to explore everything, he instructed her to take her bag into the tent.
It was just a small bag, holding no more than a couple of changes of clothes.
She had a feeling that there wouldn't be much use for them but he had requested
one or two outfits and so, there was the bag. Entering the tent, she couldn't
help the kind of silly grin that crossed her face as she saw the laid out
sleeping bags and next to them, the neatly coiled piles of rope. It seemed he
had something planned and she couldn't wait to get started.
When she left the tent,
she was surprised to see that he didn't seem to be anywhere about. She looked
around, taking in again the natural beauty of the location that he had found
for them. It really was amazing but it would be better with the man she had
come to love spending as much time with as she could. She looked around once
again and this time found the note that had been left on the table for her. It
read quite simply:
"I want you to
stand right where you are and slowly strip off all of your clothes for me. Fold
them neatly and place them back in the tent. Then, return here and lay down on
top of the table. I'll be with you soon."
She blushed, just like
he knew she would. She loved the games that he played with her, but she'd never
been able to stop blushing when he took her by surprise with something new. He
knew that she would do as he asked and he had intentionally said slowly because
he knew that she'd be hesitant to be naked outside of the confines of the
bedroom. He watched her through the viewfinder on his camera. He knew she'd
have a small fit if she knew what he was doing, but what she didn't
know...well, he would tell her later and these were for his private collection,
anyway. She really was beautiful to him. Too soon, she was sliding up onto the
table and laying back. He knew she burned easily and so he had placed it in a
small patch of shade and the artistic part of his mind appreciated the way the
shadows danced across her naked body. The rest of his mind was already on the
next part of what he wanted to do to her.
He had told her to lie
still so he knew she didn't notice when he carefully laid the camera down as he
approached her. Coming close, he leaned over to kiss her. As he broke the kiss,
he whispered in her ear, loving the way that those three simple words made her
shiver every time. She nodded in response to his question and he carefully
slipped the blindfold over her eyes. This was new for them and he gave her a
moment to adjust before trailing his fingers over her body as he reached for
the first section of rope that he would use to bind her to the table.
He worked quietly,
carefully placing each section of rope until he had the pattern and design that
he had been dreaming about for months. When he was done, he ran his fingers
over the ties and over her body, chuckling as he watched her body respond to
his touch. There was no denying that she had long ago given herself to him and
her body recognized this fact. Teasingly, he brushed his lips across hers and
then stepping back, trailed his fingers down the length of her body. She had
known he would be taking bondage shots on this trip so it didn't surprise her
when she heard the quiet click of the shutter. If anything, it aroused her even
more. She wasn't yet comfortable with her own body enough to look at the
images, but she knew how much he enjoyed them. Knowing how much got her more
and more turned on until it became an effort to lay still for him. She wanted
his touch.
He watched her as he
took shot after shot of her, stretched out across the table for him. He watched
as her body continued to react to not only his ties but the knowledge that he
was taking photos. His own arousal grew with hers. This was a woman that he may
never be able to take detached shots of. He knew the delights that her body
held and would always react to seeing her. Again, he sat down the camera and approached
her. She heard his approach and whimpered with the need to touch him and to be
touched. Normally, he might have chuckled but watching her squirm against her
bonds had him wanting her as badly as she wanted him. His control was razor
thin as he released the bonds that held just her legs. He would have her, but
he would have her his way.
She whimpered as she
realized he wasn't going to release the upper portion of her body. She wanted
so badly to be able to touch him. Her whimpers turned to a gasp though as she
felt him climb onto the table with her and lifting her legs, thrust himself
deep inside of her. His groan melded in the air with hers as he took her, hard
and fast on the table. Leaning over, he ripped off the blindfold, locking his
gaze onto hers as he pounded deep inside of her, filling her. His fingers dug
into her thighs, leaving tiny bruises that they would discover later. He didn't
care. He had to have her. Her body trembled against the remaining bonds, moving
with him as much as it was allowed.
Their bodies moved at a
frantic pace. Suddenly, it stopped. The whole world stopped, paused on the edge
as he buried himself one last time deep inside of her. Her legs wrapped tight
around him, pulling him as close as they could as they both clung to each
other. Their orgasms, timed in perfect unison, held them there, held them
together before slowly releasing them. Slowly, the world started turning again
and he leaned over to kiss her softly before taking a moment to bury his face
in her throat. Sliding off the table, he chuckled at the groan that always came
when he slipped from her. Releasing her from the remains of their bonds, he
pulled her close, again whispering in her ear...
"I think my pet
liked that..just wait until what I have planned for later..."
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