Whelps

Whelps

by lrhustler

Please note that part of this story involves two college age student (both who are 19+ years old) and occurs during the summer following their first year of college.

As my last act before turning around and walking out my mountain cabin, I stood naked in front of my mirror in the bedroom feeling the mild whelps on my breasts, my prominent ass, the rope burns on my waist and ankles, and looking at the deep red handprint marks on both of my breast, I started to relive the events of the last two weeks in my mind’s eye. Follow along as my mind relives the whole two weeks of my retreat from the reality of my life in the city. I will try not to leave out any pertinent details of my life’s adventure from before and after my time in the cabin.

I am 43 year old abandoned woman. I am abandoned because my husband (Stan) of 22 years has left me. He told me that he had taken all he could take and needed to move on for the remaining years of his life. He needed to find happiness, something that had become more than apparent that was not going to happen living with me.

We married in our early twenties (him being four months older than myself). Things went well for us the first five years of our marriage. My husband started off in, what turned out, to be a successful career. We bought a home and a mountain cabin, had a child, and lived a good middle class life.

I became complacent in our married life and started taking him for granted. This complacency gained hold in all phases of our married life, especially in our sexual life. I wanted him to take care of my sexual needs while ignoring his. That lead to very little sex between us. I still wanted sex with him, but he had no need for the type of sex I wanted.

After 15 years of living in an essentially sexless marriage, I became suspicious that he might leave me. So, one night I brought up the subject of couples separating later in their lives, as they grew apart from each other. As I had hoped, he opened up and told me the following: He reasoned that since our son had finish college and had started his career that he didn’t need anything from us, it was time for him to seek out a better and more satisfying life for himself. He had planned, within three months, on leaving me and our marriage. Even though I knew it was coming, I was still shocked and hurt by what he was saying. My reaction to his disclosure was simply to say; “I have three months to change your mind.”

So, what did I do during those three months to change his mind, nothing! I figured that he would come to his senses and realize what he would be losing, “Me”. I am a fairly good looking woman. I am tall for a woman, 5 feet ten inches. I have an athletic build (the result of my love of staying fit through weightlifting) with large firm B cup breasts and an ass that is firm and very shapely (when I walk pass, men turn and look at that ass). Another feature, that the few men that have seen me nude like, is the deep slit between my pussy lips (top camel toe material).

Three months later, he moved out.

During those 24 years of marriage and separation, I only occasionally masturbated. I accomplished that by fondly my breasts (which are overly sensitive) and inserting a variety of vibrators between those prominent lips while slightly stroking my clitoris. Strange thing, as time went alone, the stimulus that I received from my clitoris diminished over the years. I thought that was normal and paid little attention to my clitoris.

I spent the next two years trying to get him to come back to our marriage. Nothing worked. Finally, he told me in no uncertain terms, that he was never coming back.

We saw little of each other after that. One night I attended a movie with a girlfriend that I had become acquainted after my separation from my husband. As I was sitting down, I happen to look up into far upper corner of the theater. I saw him there with a woman. They were isolated from the rest of the people in the theater. As the movie played on, I occasionally looked up at them. I was somewhat shocked at what I was seeing, more and more of this woman exposed body! At one point, with her tits bear I saw her head disappear between his legs. A few minutes later she had returned to sitting upright and her clothes had been refastened about her body. They were cuddling each other.

When the movie ended, I convinced my friend to wait before leaving the theater, saying I wanted to watch the credits. What I really was doing was looking at them as they left the theater. She had her arm around his waist and occasionally reached up and kissed him on the cheek. She had no problem being affection with him. It looked like she was doing the things to attend to his needs!

After they passed by, I and my friend got up and left the theater behind them. As we went into the parking lot my friend and I separated to go to our individual cars. It so happened that my car was in the same section of the parking lot as his. My car was closer to me. I stood by my car watching them. I could see them as they walked further on to his car, he had removed her shirt and she had unbuckled her bra, leaving her topless except for this collar that was around her neck. As she got into the car, she reclined her seat and laid back allowing him to play with her body as they drove out of the lot.

I was shocked at her behavior. I would never had done the things that she was doing for his pleasure! Yet at the same time, my pussy spasmed and leaked fluids down my legs. What I had seen strangely turned me like never before in my life.

I spent the next few weeks going over in my mind what I saw that woman doing at the theater: public nudity and being submissive to Stan. I started, in my mind, seeing myself walking partial clothed in certain situations that were relatively safe to do so. Each time I saw myself like that there was always a collar around my neck, my pussy fluid leaking down my inter thighs, and my clitoris had managed to completely emerge from its hood. These thoughts turned into dreams. When I awoke from those dreams, my panties would be soaked with my leaking fluids flowing from my aroused pussy. I was so excited sexually that I had to bring myself off. So, I would strip naked, roughly stroke my breasts, pinch, and pull my nipples while thrusting my fingers violently into that beautiful deep slit between my pussy lips. Occasionally I would stroke my clit trying to get to push out of its hood (which, had over time from lack of use, almost completely closed) to increase the pleasure of my sexual activity.

I finally decided to try, in real life, some public nudity. I wanted to start off slowly, trying to see if I could experience some of the pleasure that I experienced in my dreams without potentially embarrassing myself if it became too obvious as to what I was doing.

As I mentioned earlier, I am tall with an athletic body. So, I went shopping for clothing that would accent one of my best features, my lower body (legs and ass). After visiting several stores in the mall, I found it, a cling skirt with a slit on the left leg that went 3/5 up the length of my thigh.

Changing into the new skirt and placing my pants into the shopping bag, I decided to walk around the mall “window shopping”, so I could gage the reaction to my outfit from the men in the mall (was not interested in the women’s reactions).

By the time I left the mall, I was pleased with the looks that I got from the men (and from the teen age boys that followed my every move during part of my walking spree). However, as I got into my car I felt somewhat let down. Ok, I have a sexy body but what I want to do is to arouse men sexually. I want to see that sexual lust in their eyes. I want them to lose control and try to have their way with my body. So, the conclusion I reached was, I must show my body in an overt sexual manner so I can feel desired and turned on to the point that with little physical manipulation of my sex organs, I could experience mind bellowing organisms.

I realize that doing so could lead to situations getting out of control with the real possibility of getting raped! What is rape; being forcibly taken sexually for the pleasure and gratification of the sexual attacker. But what if I put myself in those situations knowingly and desiring to be taken. Is that rape?

Could I find a situation where, although allowing a man or men to take me physically without my apparent agreeing to it, that would allow me the necessary control to prevent real harm from happening to me?

The more I thought about doing that, the more I desired it. It came to point where this desire became an obsession. How to do it?

It was the hottest part of the summer. I decided to go up to the mountain cabin (my former husband and I share use of the cabin) to spend two weeks up there by myself. I had use of the cabin for first 2/3 thirds of the summer season. I felt that time alone in the cabin would enable me to think clearly. This clear thinking would allow me to figure out this dilemma of exposing myself to situations where a male’s raw lust brought on by my body (in varies form nudity) would bring out the beast in him while I somehow controlled the extent of what I would or would not allow to be brought upon myself and my body.

The clothes that I brought for this trip consisted of traveling outfits (a blouses and skirt), two sets of hiking clothes, and a light one button coat which, when that top button is open, would expose a good portion of my “B” cup chest. I did not feel the need for a lot of clothes, especially since I planned on spending a lot of time naked exploring how it feels to be naked for extended periods of time.

The cabin is located dead in the middle of a square lot that is a mile long on all four sides. The lot is heavily forested. The cabin and the dirt road leading to it are the only areas that are free of tress. There are a few walking tails on the property in and amongst the tall forest trees.

I spent the First day alone inside the cabin or on its front porch. I reviewed my whole life from my marriage to the present. The conclusion that I came up with for my being in my present situation: failed marriage, alone and suffering from extreme sexual frustration was due to my being self-centered, wanted others to please me while I ignored their needs. As a result, I am a sexually frustrated lonely mid-aged woman with no idea of how to correct the situation (even as I desperately want to change my present lot in life).

That day of reflection lead me to understand I needed changes — to myself. I need to consider the needs of other people that I want in my life. In order to see what others need, I have to understand what I needed and how to obtain those needs. Once I determined how to obtain those needs, I can turn that around to doing those same things for the people in my life, thus satisfying their needs and getting them to want me in return.

What do I need? I need: companionship, I need someone to love, and most important, I need to love myself (loving oneself will lead to loving others). All so, I have an immediate need for sex. I have been without sex for far too long. I need to understand what are the things that sexually satisfy me. Secondly, what are the things that sexually satisfy my sexual partner(s).

So, the first task of sexual understanding is to know my own body. On the morning of the Second day, after a shower and completely shaving all the hair from my arm pits, my vagina, and my anus I set about finding which parts of my body, when stimulated, would arouse me the most sexually.

On the front porch, there is a chair and a hammock. It was an extremely hot day. I thought, even with the heat of the day, on the porch, I would be in the shade which would make the environment quite comfortable. So, I walked outside with a pitcher of lemonade, a glass, a small towel, a mirror, and my naked body.

Placing the mirror on the porch floor, I sat in the porch chair. Once I was relaxed, I looked at my breasts. Having large B cup sizes breasts, I felt that my breasts were larger enough to meet a man’s desire for breasts to fondle, especially considering that my nipples, when excited, extend a half inch outward from my breasts. I like my breasts to be gently fondle and my nipples to be sucked, with no ruff grabbing, pulling, or twisting. I then proceeded to play with my breasts in the manner that I mentioned above. It felt good! That precipitated a warm feeling in my vagina. So, that was a success.

I noticed that my tongue, had, on its own, been licking my lips. Taking my finger, I ran it along my lips. That was enjoyable. I then gently fondle my face. Another good feeling.

I got up from the chair and went and laid down in the hammock. Lying down would make it easier to move on to the primary sexual areas, my vagina and (something that up to this point has been a non-starter for me) my anus. Taking my finger, I started stroking my clitoris. This, of course, felt good, but not as much as it used to. Wondering why, I examined it more closely and noticed something that shock me, only the head of my clitoris was visible. My clitoral hood had lost its flexibility, thus preventing my clitoris from moving outside of its hood. I concluded that since I had not spent time stimulating my clitoris the hood had started to close. The saying “use it or loss it” popped into my head, basically explained what was happening to my clitoris and its hood and why I was not experiencing pleasure from the light stroking I had done earlier. Next, I play with my vagina’s puffy labia, which has those prominent lips which create that pronounced slit in the middle of my pussy (that shape presents a clear camel toe when I wear tight shorts). I stroked its sides, which further separated them lips. I then pulled my lips downward (which felt good). So, stroking and separating my vaginal lips felt very enjoyable.

Finally, I stuck a finger into my vaginal opening and felt around. That got me going, so I inserted two more fingers which somewhat spread open my insides, that felt extremely good. I started getting excited and was racing toward the point of sex, a climax. But I stopped. I had one more area to investigate before reaching that sexual released being brought on by my investigation, my anus.

My anus, an area that I have never explored personally, nor have I allowed anyone to touch me there. Touching it now did nothing for me, so I stopped.

Now that I had completed my expiration of my body, I reinserted my fingers into my pussy while my other hand, which had been massaging my clits hood, was able to get most of my clitoris outside of its hood. That got me off!

Having climax, I laid there going over what I had just did. My conclusion was that I had discovered nothing new. I was satisfied with that conclusion since it reinforced my earlier opinion, there was nothing wrong with the way I performed during sex! I then thought about the male penis. I do not like touching it and especially do not want it in my mouth! Case closed.

The strangest feeling then occurred to me; I felt really good being nude!

Since my cabin was in the center of the one square mile of heavy wooded property, I reasoned that I was totally alone. If that was the case, I wanted to explore walking out in the sun nude. I went into the cabin, got some shoes on, and then proceeded to walk out of the cabin and down one of the trails that lead deeper in the trees. That felt natural, exhilarating, and freeing, walking naked. The sun shined down on my body through the trees. It was hot but there was a breeze flowing through the trees that cool my body. Surprising my vagina liked it too. I was leaking fluid down my legs. I was in such a euphoric state, that I did something totally out of character for me. I reached down with my finger and wiped some of that liquid from my leg. I looked at it, smeared it between two of my fingers feeling its smoothness. I then had a strange desire and acted upon it. I stuck my fingers into my mouth. Half expecting to be repulsed by its taste and texture, I was surprised that I like it. Savoring more, I gather more on my fingers and eagerly sucked it down my mouth into my stomach. Before long I had completely wiped my legs free of that liquid, depositing it all down my throat.

By that time, I had been walking for what must have been 20 minutes, so I decide to return to the cabin. My skin was feeling the effects of being out in the sun with no sunscreen, so going inside was a good decision. It was late in the day, so I showered, fixed dinner, and went to bed.

I did not sleep well that night. I kept having dreams about the events of the day. The dreams were not exact replays of what happen. There were significant variations of the events along with things that did not happen. For example, when I gathered the liquid from my leg with my fingers and after subsequently sucking those fingers dry in my mouth, I looked down and saw instead of my leg, the head of a very large penis, dripping pre-cum. It was the pre-cum of that penis I sucked down my throat instead of my cum. Another dream sequence saw a man’s hands pulling and twisting my nipples instead of my doing that. And horrors of horrors, instead of my finger teasing and penetrating my anus, it was a man’s finger penetration my hole there until his hand hit against the outside of my anus.

When I awoke the morning of the Third day, I started analyzing those dreams. Could they have suggested that my sexual pleasure could come from my letting a man do to me the things that give me pleasure here at the cabin? I could not get the thoughts of those dreams out of my head.

After eating breakfast, I decided to go again for a walk in the forest. I believe that the hike would help clear my mind of those dreams. Since I was going on a hike and not a short walk like yesterday, I realized I needed to have the proper attire for hiking. So, I put on a pair of hiking shorts, a top that covered my upper chest but left my midriff exposed, a hat, and hiking shoes. I brought along a snack and a canteen filled with water. I also brought the one thing that no one leaves home without, my phone.

When one owns a large plot of land in a forest area, it is necessary to occasionally “walk the land”. What that means is you walk the perimeter of your land looking for any indication that someone has illegally been on your land. Since neither I nor my ex had done that in while, I decided to do that today. That meant a four mile hike. I decided to walk half the property today and the other half tomorrow. At a leisurely pace, that would take about 3 hours.

I was actually having a very enjoyable time during the walk. I thought about the dreams trying to decide if my subconscious was trying to tell me something. During the walk, I did not see anyone or any indication that someone had violate our property. At the halfway point of the property, I found a clearing that look like a good place to stop and eat my snack. The clearing was in the middle of some thick growth of trees which offered me a good amount of privacy.

After I finished eating, I laid back against the trunk of a large tree and just relaxed. I was so relaxed that the memory of the pleasure of being nude washed over me. Looking around the area of the clearing I saw no one or thing that should not have been there. I pulled off all my clothing, except for my shoes, seeking that pleasure of being nude.

The pleasure that I experience yesterday washed over me, only more intensely this time. I laid there roughly fondling my breasts, twisted, and pulling my nipples just like I had done in the dream. I was amazed at how much better this felt than when I gently did those things. I slip my hand down to my vagina and inserted three fingers into myself. I tried as much as possible to pound my pussy with those fingers. After a few minutes I exploded in a power orgasm. I laid there until I had calmed down and recovered from the sexual excitement I had just experienced.

As I decided to get up and return home the way I came, it occurred to me that I saw no one or any indication that people had been on my property. Since being nude was feeling so good, I got up and walked home without putting any of my clothes back on.

I sleep much better that night.

On the morning of the Fourth day after breakfast, I prepared to go out and walk the other half of my property. Feeling frisky, I placed my hiking clothes in bag along with my canteen and snack. Since I was going to be nude for several hours on this hike, I put sunscreen all over my body. Unfortunately, I could not cover all my back.

After two hours I had covered the other half of the property and again saw no clear indication of anyone being on my property. I came to the same clearing that I found yesterday, arriving at it from the opposite direction. I sat down, ate my food, and drank some of my water. I felt good after eating. I laid back against that same tree I used yesterday and deciding to take a short nap before going back to my cabin. As I started to drift off, my hands, on their own, played with my sexual parts. This caused me to climax. That aid in my falling asleep.

I must have been asleep for at least 40 minutes when I was awoken by a noise. Startled, I rose up from the tree trunk looking for the source of the noise. I could not find anything that might have caused the noise. I assumed it most have been a small animal scurrying around.

Well, it was time to return to the cabin. I decided to return along the same route that I used yesterday to return to the cabin.

When I got back, I took a shower, ate dinner, and relaxed reading a book until it was time to turn in for the evening.

It was now the morning of the fifth day of my retreat from my everyday life. I had enjoyed my hikes around my property, so I decided to take a short hike after breakfast. This morning after putting on my now established hiking attire (hiking shoes, phone, and a canteen), I decided to spend time just wondering into the interior of the property in no particular direction. Since I had my phone, I planned on taking pictures of some of the more scenic locations on the property (and maybe some selfies). There is this one spot where the ground water is close to the surface which supplies water for all kinds of wildflowers, plants, and grass. I thought I could spend some time there thinking about my sexual life.

When I arrived at the spot, I was overwhelmed with its beauty. I removed my shoes and enjoyed the pleasure of my feet sinking into the lush grass. Taking my phone, I took a picture of my naked body in front of this bush of beautiful flowers. The flowers had spread out in full bloom. Well, I thought, a picture of myself in full bloom was in order. So, bending over in the middle of the bush with my ass pointing outward, I used one hand to pull my ass cheek open and took a great selfie of myself in full bloom! (During my exploration of my body, I discovered that I do have an outstanding rose bud of an ass hole).

I continued taking pictures until I spotted something in the distance hiding behind a large tree looking in the direction of the trail that I had walked on during the previous two days. It was a guy. I quickly used my phone to take his picture. The glare of the sun reflecting off my phone must have attracted his attention because he turned and look my way. Thinking quickly, I raised the phone to my ear and pretended to be speaking to a 911 operator. “Yes, a male person is on my property. I have taken a picture of him which I am about to send to you.”

The guy jumped up saying, “Please stop. I am your neighbor’s son John. I can explain why I am here.”

I looked at him and did remember meeting him and his parents four years ago. He was a 15 year old teenager then.

Pulling the phone down away from my ear, I said “You have ten seconds to explain, or I will send the picture.”

“Like I said Mrs. Wilson, I am John, and my parents own the property adjacent to this property. I am spending part of my first summer break from college here in my parent’s cabin. Last year your husband asked if we would occasionally check on your cabin, seeing how most of the time the cabin is unoccupied. That is why I am on your property.”

I relaxed, put the phone back up to my ear and pretend to speak to the 911 operator saying, “I am sorry, it turns out there is no problem here, the person is saw is a neighbor of ours. Thanks again for your help.”

“Ok John why are you behind a tree looking off into that direction?”

Then it hit me, that is in the direction of the trail I had hiked on in the last two days. He must have seen me. I suddenly remembered; I am standing in front of him in my birthday suit. I now realized; he had expected to see me walk by naked. I quickly concluded that if I tried to hide my body or act embarrassed, he would have the upper hand in this situation, so I stood straight acting as if being nude was no big deal. It worked. He was embarrassed.

John then said, “I was checking on the property as I promised and was looking in the direction of where I thought I had seen someone yesterday.”

From his deminer and his geeky looks I surmised that even though he had one year of college, he was socially awkward, that he was probably a virgin, and I was probably the first woman that he had ever seen naked.

To test out my theory I said to him, “Ok John, stand up and come over here.”

He complied in a very timid manner.

As he stood in front of me trying hard not to look at my body, I got a little sexual rush and my pussy spasmed.

“Ok, John, let us say that I believe you. Come with me.” I turned and started walking back to my cabin. He followed behind me. I made sure to put a little extra swagger in my step so he would get an eye full of my butt in action.

As we approach the cabin porch, I turned to John and said, “Come inside and sit in the chair next to the window. Do not move from that chair.” He nodded in agreement.

As John sat in the chair, I went into the bedroom and got a short skirt and a blouse that button from the neck to the waist. I came back into the room and stood directly in front of John.

Handing the clothes to John and saying to him, “John, put my clothes on me.” He stood and put the blouse over my shoulder, pulled it closed in front and then button all the buttons. He was careful not to touch any part of my chest as he put the blouse on me.

Next, he bent down and picked up the skirt. That brough his eyes directly in front of my pussy. I then placed my hands on his shoulders and lifted one leg placing it inside the skirt followed by the other leg. This skirt was a hip huger, so when he buttoned the one button in its front, his hands contacted the top of my crotch (sending a jolt of pleasure thought my vagina).

I then turned and sat on the small couch that faced the chair.

“John what am I to do with you. You came onto my property without my permission. You admitted that you were spying on me, trying to get an eye full of my nude body. Should I report this to the police?”

“No, I was just doing as your husband asked me to do, check on your property.”

“You accomplished that on the first day you check on the property. I assume that is when you first saw me hiking naked. Is that true?”

“Yes.”

“So why did you come back the second day? You knew it was me, the owner of this property.”

John just sat there and said nothing.

“You wanted to look at me. You want to see my naked body. Admitted it!”

He sheepishly nodded yes.

“If that is what you wanted, then look at me.” I unbutton the top button of the blouse. His eyes widen. Those eyes followed my fingers as I unbutton the rest of the buttons. The blouse hung to my breast by my erect nipples. Next, I then slowly open my legs. His eyes were drawn to the sight between my legs. I looked at his crouch which was sporting a very erect penis.

“John, do you like what I am showing you?”

“Yes.”

“Are you satisfied with what I am showing or do want a better view?”

“A better view.”

“If you want a better view, come up here and arrange my clothes and me in order to give yourself a better view.”

He got up and slowly walked up to me. He placed his hands on the blouse and completely pulled it off me. Next, he put his hands under my butt lifting me up and then pulled the hem of the skirt up to my waist. Stepping back a little, he took ahold of my ankles and slid my body forward until my ass was on the front edge of the couch. He went back to the chair and looked over my lewdly displayed body.

I was excited, showing my body to this young person. “John, watch me closely.”

I stuck a finger in my mouth, getting it moist. I then ran that finger over my right nipple. That caused my breathing to become labor (I saw that he noticed because he inhaled sharply). Next, I placed the finger of my other hand in my mouth. After it was sufficiently wet, I lower until it was posed at the entrance of my pussy. I held It there as I looked directly at his eyes which were fixed upon that finger.

“John, what should I do with that finger that you are looking at so intensity?”

“Stick into to you as far as you can and then start pounding your pussy with it.”

“And how long should I pound my pussy with it?”

“Until you have a screaming organism.”

“Your wish is my command.”

It took only about 3 minutes before I came. My body slump to the point where I almost slid off the couch.

“John, I need your help in getting my body back onto the couch. Come to me and help me.”

John eagerly got up from the chair moved in front of me. In preparing to lift me up, he placed his hands under my arms.

I yelled, “Stop. Move your hands from under my arms and grab both of my tits, and then pull me up by my tits.”

John hesitated, then complied with my instructions. I felt such pleasurable pain in my tits as he pulled me back onto the couch. I then told him to go back to the chair.

Looking at his crouch, I saw a strong erection there.

“John, I am going to masturbate myself to another organism. You can help me get there by coming up to the couch and stand between my legs. As I am masturbating, pull out your penis, aim it at my face and then jack off all over my face.”

John immediately got in between my legs and started jerking off. He watched my face as I watch his face. Two minute later we both came. That was a first for me. I had never allowed any man to come onto my face. I was so taken back, that I just laid there unmoving.

He then fell forward on to my body. We laid there together for a good ten minutes before I asked him, “Are you a virgin?” He replied, “Yes.” I then said, it is time for you to leave. However, I want you to do something for me tonight. Use your computer to look at every kind of sex act you can find. If you have followed my instructions, then come back here tomorrow morning at 9:00am. I want to discuss a deal with you. If you have not done as I instructed, never return to this cabin and I never want to see you on my property again. If I do see you again, I will call the police and show them the picture of you stalking me.”

He got up and rearranged his cloths. I got up and remove the cum from my body. I then place his hand on one of my butt cheeks and told him to squeeze it as he walks to the door. At the door he released my cheek, open the door, and walk out. I stood in the door looking at him until he disappeared into the trees. He looked back at my body several times before entering the trees.

In bed that night, I went over in my head everything that had happen in my marriage life and why I believe my husband had left me. I was only concern with myself and my own sexual gratification and gave no thought or any actions on my part in trying to satisfy his sexual needs.

I concluded that I need to learn how to satisfy a man’s sexual needs while, at the same time, seeing that my own needs are also satisfied. Sex had to be a mutual endeavor between two people, a give and take. I also realize that most people are not totally uninhibited. If that is the situation, a comprised must be established so there is enough give and take so they both a reach an enjoy level of sexual satisfaction.

As I laid in that bed, I understood that there was little that I was willing to do to satisfy a sexual partner. I wanted to change that. But the question was, how far toward uninhibited sex am I willing to go? To fine one’s limits, one must have experience things. Only then can one find out what they can accept and where to draw the line on the unacceptable. The best way to establish that limit is to experience things at least once, keeping what is acceptable and rejecting those that go too far.

I now knew the deal I needed to make with John. With him being a young college male with no sexual experience, I was sure that he would be more than willing to accept my offer.

On the morning of the Sixth day at exactly 9:00am there was a knock on my door. As I open the door, John saw me in the same short skirt and a blouse that I wore yesterday. “John, please coming in and sit in the chair.” I sat on the couch, but I sat upright and crossed my legs. There was no way for John to know if I had under clothes on today. I did seductively lick my lips and place my hands in my lap on top of my pussy.

Looking John in the eyes, I asked, “Did you follow my instructions from yesterday?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Tell me, what type of sex or sex acts did you watch.”

At that point, John could not maintain eye contact with me, and he turned a nice shade of red.

“I saw everything.”

“Well, that answer is not telling me anything. Be more specific in your answer. “What did you see?”

“I saw normal sex between a man and a woman. I saw a man and woman doing oral sex on each other. I saw a man having anal sex with a woman.”

“What is normal sex?”

“You know, the missionary position.”

“What else?”

“I saw a man ejaculate on a woman (just like I did to you yesterday).”

“Is that all you saw?”

John looked down, fidgeting, apparently to ashamed to tell me more.

“John, if you are unwilling to tell me the details of what you saw, this conversation is over, and you must leave never to come back.”

“No, I do not want to leave!”

“Then tell me what you saw!”

Taking deep breath, John stated, “I watch videos of a man having sex with two women at the same time, I saw men tying women up and then do sexual things to the women with or without their consent, I saw women having sex with each other women, I saw a man peeing on a woman’s body, and I saw men slapping, hitting, and whipping women.”

“Was that so hard to tell me?”

“Yes. I think some of those things are perverted!”

“If the women in question were freely permitting the males to do those things to them, is that still perverted?”

“I did not think of that. I guess if the women wanted that, it would be ok.”

“For these next few questions, I will ask them only once. If I feel that you are not telling me the truth or are holding back, this conversation is over, and you must leave!”

“Ok.”

“Did you enjoy looking at those women’s’ nude bodies?”

“Yes.”

“Did you get excited watching those videos?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to do those things to women?”

“Some of them.”

“Which ones could you not seeing yourself doing to a willing woman?”

“I could never hit a woman!”

“Could you conceive of a woman being sexually aroused by being struck?”

“No!”

“Do you understand what BDSM is about?”

“No!”

“BDSM is a variety of erotic practices or roleplaying involving bondage, discipline, submission, and masochism. In BDSM, one of the partners gives up control of their actions and body to another person. That is done willing but always includes a set of limits as to how far these activities are permitted to go. If a female gave you permission to perform BDSM activities with her, could you see yourself doing those things (within the established limits)?”

“Before I answer that, why would a woman ask for or accept that?”

“It provides certain individuals sexual highs that they cannot achieve otherwise.”

“I understand. Under those circumstance, I might see myself doing that.”

“Now, the final question, if you had a chance to do all of those things you saw in those videos, would you do them?”

Looking me straight in the eyes, John answered, “Yes.”

With a smile on my face, I slowly and blatantly unbutton my blouse and pulled it wide open. John lowered his gaze from my eyes to my breast. Next, I pulled up my short skirt above my waist. I could see John’s eyes now staring at my pussy.

Jokingly, I said, “Now that I have your full attention; I am going to propose a deal between you and me. This deal will start today and will end 6 days from now. Would you like to hear my proposal?”

Without lifting his head up, John surprised me with the boldness of his answer. “Does this deal have anything to do with my having access to your beautiful breasts and pussy?”

“Yes, it does.”

“Then I accept the deal!”

“My aren’t we an eager beaver! Even so, I want to explain what the deal consists of.”

“John, in my sexual life, so far, I have been controlling and unconcern with the desires and pleasure of my sex partners. I believe that played a big role in my getting divorced. I want to experience being just the opposite, having the needs and concern of my lover as my top priority. I want badly to experience this, for it might be a life changing experience. I have decided that you are the male that I want to experience these things with. Therefore, I proposed the following deal.”

“This deal contains conditions and restriction that you must agree to if the deal is to proceed. Now listen carefully, for if you violate any of the conditions, at that moment, the deal ends, and you must leave never to return. You must respect and accept when and if I decide to end the deal before the completion of the 6 days. The deal is as follows:

1) When we are on the porch or in this cabin, I am in complete control of you and an event I decide to engage us in.

2) Outside of this cabin and porch and within the confines of a half mile of my property lines, you are in charge of me and any event you want to engage in. Nothing in this deal can happen beyond that half mile limit.

3) Outside you will control how I dress (or undress) only taking into consideration the weather conditions. You can take me anywhere with the confides of the half mile limit. Any bodily functions that I must perform during that time can only be performed with your permission and at your direction.

4) Outside you will be allowed to use me and my body in any and all sexual manners that you desire. You can fuck me as often as you desire in any of my three orifices. You will use me to take away your virginity. You will use me to learn how to please a woman sexually (that will require experimentation on your part). I will truly let you know whether what you are doing is pleasing/or not pleasuring to me. All the sex acts (and I do mean all) that you saw on those videos, you can try on me and my body.

5) You are to respect the following limits as pertaining to what you can do to my body; you are not allowed to do anything that will injury my body in a way that will lead to permanent harm, cause excessive pain, cutting of skin, or leading to permanent scaring. To ensure those limits, we shall establish a safe word, “Eagle”. When I say that word, everything stops and that will be the end of your use of my body.

6) You are allowed: mild slapping, spanking with a belt, the use of a soft whip (the use of tree branches is not allowed) and the insertion of sexual objects into my body. Bondage and blindfolding are allowed. Collaring and leading with a leash are allowed. Name calling is allowed. Bending me to your will is allowed”.

“Do you have any questions or concerns before I ask you again if you want to participate in helping me with my plan?”

“Let us clarify something. I can do any and all of the things I saw men doing to the women in those videos as long as it does not violate your rules about excessively force in the BDSM situations. I can make you wear a collar; I can tie you up any place on your property within the quarter mile boundaries, and you will wear what I tell you to wear?”

“That is correct.”

“And one more point, you feel safe allowing me the use of your body because I am a virgin?”

I could see the wheels turning in his head as he asked that question. I decided not to press that issue, since it was clear. “That is also correct.”

“My Last question, when do we start?”

“My part of the deal starts as soon as you accept my proposal. Your part starts the instant my feet step off this cabin porch.”

“I accept your plan!”

“Good. Come here up between my legs.”

John immediately complied.

“I want you to slowly take off my blouse.”

With shaking hands, John reached up took off my blouse, throwing on the floor.

“Do you like looking at my chest, my breasts, and my nipples?”

He shook his head in agreement.

“Do to my chest what you saw the men doing to the breasts of those women in videos.”

John bent forward and place his both of his hands on my breasts. He caressed them, lift them up and let them drop. Next, he placed his mouth on my right breast and started suck the nipple. He then switched to the left breast and did the same thing.

As he was doing this, I relaxed and enjoyed his amateur attempt at deriving pleasure from my breasts. He did ok for his first time.

He then released my nipple from his mouth, stood up and back away a little as he swung his hand, slapping my left breast! It was not a hard blow at all, but it surprised me. It also excited me. He then took the nipple between his fingers, twisted it and then, somewhat painfully, pulled my nipple as far as he could from my chest. That hurt somewhat but not enough for me to complain (in a weird way the pain was mixed with pleasure that surged from my breast down to my pussy). With a look of satisfaction on his face, he let go of my nipple.

I am sure he saw the look of surprise on my face as he stood there waiting for my next command. I had to remember; he could do what he saw in the videos!

“Ok John, now remove my skirt from my body.”

He gripped the bottom of my skirt and in one strong tug, he pulled it off my legs. Again, his eagerness surprised me.

“Now John, I want you to place your face within an inch of my pussy and then explore all that you see down there, my cunt!”

John complied. He looked at every aspect of my cunt. Using his hand, he towed at my lips, spreading them out as he pulled them downward. Seeing a trail of fluid coming out of there, he used his finger to collect some of the fluid. He explored the liquid by rubbed it between his fingers, and then he brought to his mouth smell and tasted it. As he did that, I noticed his penis coming to full attention in his pants.

“John, just above the slit of my cunt, do see a little mass of tissue just appearing out of a hood? That is my clit, it is the equivalent of your penis. Take your tongue and lick it.”

When John lick my clit (which since I have been working to free it from its hood now easily comes out), as I emitted a loud moaned and involuntarily my hips raised up hitting his face. We both laughed at that happening.

“John, lick that whole area of my cunt and suck on my clit. Continued to do that until I either tell you to stop or I climax”. “Oh, before you start that take off all of your clothes.”

I have never seen a male remove his clothing so fast. He leaned in and started eating me out. For first timer, he was doing a decent job. I watch his penis get even harder as it bobbed from the effort, he was putting into lick me down there.

After about ten minutes, I had a nice orgasm. John straightens up and continued to stare at my cunt as it went through a series of contraction caused by my climax. His penis had pre-cum dripping from its tip.

“John, your penis is leaking. Come up on the couch and place your penis just in front of my mouth.”

When he had his penis pointing at my face, I told him, “Watch what I am doing to your penis.”

He looked hard at my face as I stuck out my tongue and very gently licked the pre-cum from his penis. John stiffens and then came. His cum splatter all over my face.

After John had regained his strength, he stood up and said that he was sorry since I did not tell him to, once again, cover my face with his cum. He asked where he could get something to clean my face.

“John, stop. Leave it on my face. I didn’t mention to you yesterday that you are the first person to ever do that to me. Let us leave it there for while so you can enjoy looking at it and I can enjoy it being there.”

With a surprise look on his face, he said, “Ok.”

Ten minutes later, I looked at the clock on the wall. We had been together for 2 hours.

“John, put your clothes back on and go into the kitchen and get us both some water to drink.”

After drinking our water, I told John, “It is time for you to leave, our time for today has ended. Come back here tomorrow morning at daybreak. The cabin door will be unlocked. Just come and find me wherever I am in the cabin.”

I walked John to the door and watch him walk away toward his home.

I lay on my stomach in my bed early in the morning of the Seventh Day waiting for John to come in and find me in bed naked under the covers. Suddenly I felt a presence in my bedroom. Knowing it was John, I turned on my side away from him presenting my backside to him. I wanted to see how he was going to take advantage of this situation, a naked woman waiting for him. I could hear him removing his clothes (a good first move).

Next, I felt the sheet being raised off my body and the bed being depressed next to me. Then his arm reached across from my back to my front landing firmly on my breast. He started to ruffly fondle my breast. I grab his hand and pull it off my breast. Looking over my shoulder so I could see John face I said, “John, we are in the cabin, my rules apply here.”

“Sorry, I forgot.”

“I want you to reach around again to my breast but this time I want you to gently caress it in a loving manner. After a short while, move your hand down to the nipple, using your fingers to grip it, slowly twist it and then gently pull it away from its breast. Let go of that breast and do the same to the other one. Do so without saying anything to me.”

John quickly grasps the situation and did as I instructed. I moaned to the attention he was paying to my breasts.

After a few minutes of enjoy the pleasure, he was sending from my breasts to my vagina, I said to him, “Now as you continue to play with my breasts, lean into my body, use your mouth at junction between my shoulder and neck to lightly bit me there. Follow that up with biting my earlobe while slowly tugging on it. As you are doing this biting, massage the shoulder muscles of the other side of my body.”

Again, John followed my instructions.

After about 5 minutes of this heavenly manipulation of my upper body, I told John, “Now reach down to and put one of your fingers inside of my pussy lips.” After he did, I told him to remove that finger and bring it to his mouth and to suck that finger.

“John, what did sucking on that finger tell you.”

“That you are as wet as I have ever seen you down there!”

“Since your loving handling of my upper body caused that, I think you should go down there and gently and lovingly lick my pussy clean.” John using his hands turned me onto my back and then slide his body down between my very outstretched legs. He lowered his head, used his teeth to pull one side of my lips open and then the other. His tongue then entered me and started licking all my fluids into his mouth. That sent me over the edge, and I squired for at least 30 seconds. John continued to ingest my fluids. Not being able to take any more stimulation down there, I pushed John away from my pussy.

“John, what have you just done?”

“Licked you to an organism.”

“That is true, but what else?”

“I not following what you are asking.”

“By swallowing my fluids, a part of me is now inside of you. In a sense, we have joined as one inside of you. The same thing happens when I swallow your cum.”

“I have never understood that. Thank you for making me realize that.”

Looking down at his hard and erect penis, I said, “John, I know that you are more than ready to fuck me but let us wait. I want to show you more things about the sexual exploration that we are doing. Move back to my feet and really look at my body. Use your hands and mouth to explore any part of me that you desire”.

John started with my face. He touched my eyes, noise, cheeks and especially my lips and mouth. He even stuck his finger into one of my ears.

He had me raise my arms above my head, exposing to him my under arms. He ran his finger from the top to the bottom of my under arm. It tickled but I fought not to laugh.

He shifted his attention to my breasts. He, for the first time, took time to really look at them. He used his hand to push them upward toward my face and then let them drop (he did that several times, enjoying them bouncing back into position). He studied my areola noticing how the nipples arouse from them. He explored the nipples (those things he has been playing with over the last few days) pulling and even pushing them inward into the areola.

The next area of his exploration was my belly button. He poked it. He placed his mouth over it and blow into it (we both laugh when he did that).

That was followed by his attention to my crouch area, feeling the area above my vagina where hair would be if I did not shave. He really looked hard at my hooded clitoris, pulling the hood back exposing the clit. He spread my lips apart looking inside of me.

The last thing he did on my front side was to run his finger from my hips, over my thighs, knees and finally my feet and toes.

Next, he asked me to turn over (remembering that in the cabin, he cannot order me around).

He stared with my neck. He felt it with his fingers and then gently gripped it with his hand (in a chocking motion), I purred when he did that. Next, he felt the sides of my back in a massaging motion. He followed that by running his finger down my spinal cord from the bottom of my neck to the tail bone (it tickled but felt really good).

The next area of attention (of course) was my butt. He placed his hands on each cheek and pulled them apart exposing my anus and pussy. Releasing one cheek, he placed his finger at the entrance to my anus and push it in slightly (more purring on my part).

Removing that finger, he used it to rub that area between the anus and the pussy (moaning on my part).

Finally, he massaged my thighs and calves.

I looked over my shoulder at John’s penis, which was profusely leaking pre-cum. I raised up on all fours with my ass pointing at John, looked him in the eyes and said, “Make love to me by putting that perfect penis inside of me and stroking in and out until you fill my pussy with your cum.” John did exactly that.

After we both had cum and he had pulled out of me, I lowered my head to the bed so that my ass was staring straight at John’s face. I stayed in that position so he could watch his cum leak out of me (that is such a turn on for me, a man watching my pussy as I feel his cum leaking out of me).

After a minute, I laid down flat onto my stomach. “John, come lay on top of me and hold me for a while.”

John did so. His weight was such that I was comfortable with him on top of me. We both fell asleep.

It was late morning when I awoke from that very restful and enjoyable sleep. I nudge John and he rolled over off me.

“John did you enjoy what we did?”

“Yes, it was exciting, educational, and physically and sexually fulfilling.”

“We are going to basically stay in the cabin today. For the rest of this day, you may touch any part of my body no matter what I am doing. You may gently stick your finger into any of my orifices. You may follow me into any part of the cabin that I happen to be in. You may request things of me; however, I will decide if you can do them. Do you understand?”

He nodded his head in agreement.

“One more thing, I am not going to wash up until after you leave in the early afternoon, so you can appreciate what you have done to my body.”

We got up from the bed and made it up. I then went to the bathroom to take care of business. After I had finished and went back into the bedroom, John and did the same thing.

I walked into the kitchen to fix breakfast for us. I stayed nude, no apron. I was in front of a cabinet reaching for some dishes when I felt John’s penis poking at my anus. I put down the dishes, placed my hands on the counter, bent at the waist and pushed my ass back until I felt the tip of his penis touch my anus. At the point I stop my movement and said,” My ass has never been fucked before. You will have to earn that privilege! Also be aware since my ass is a virgin, it will need the help of some form of lube for the first few times.”

John pulled back and slap my ass cheek saying, “Earn it I will!”

I got up, picked up the dishes and went on to fix breakfast.

After breakfast, I got a book and went out onto the porch and got in the hammock. John followed me outside. He took the chair and placed in next to the middle of the hammock. He reached over into the hammock and touch various parts of my exposed nude body. This did not bother me (enjoyed it), so I was able to relax and really enjoy my reading. John enjoyed his exploration of my body.

After an hour, I needed to relive myself. I got up, telling John I would be back, that I need a bathroom break. I then saw this weird look on his face. “Mrs. Wilson, I have never seen a female relieve herself. Can I watch you do so?”

That stopped me dead in my tracks. No man has ever watched me pee. I thought that would be a weird thing to experience, being watched.

So, I said to John, “Ok. Follow me.” As I started to leave the porch, I turned to look back at John and stated, “This excursion off the porch does not count as me being away from the cabin. Is that clear.”

“I total agree. I would agree to just about anything in order to watch a beautiful woman pee.”

I smiled. It felt good to be called a beautiful woman. I walk a little way over to the nearest tree. With my back to the tree, I spread my legs and squatted. I held it until I was sure John had enough time to get a good look at my pussy spreading open before letting it flow. I had the strangest tingling sensation as my piss flow out of my exposed pussy. I actually enjoyed this wicked exhibition.

The most surprising thing was John sticking his hand into my flow. He raised his hand to his nose and smelled it. Then after I finished and stood up, John wiped his hand on my breast!

“Remember, you are not going to wash until I leave!”

I thought, ok go with the flow.

When we got back to the porch, John stood in front of me, placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me into a very sensual kiss. I kissed him back as I stroked his penis.

At this point, I felt that I had accomplish all I want with John on this day.

“John it is time to end this day. Go inside and dress”.

“Tomorrow and for a few days in a row, we will be outside in your domain. What time and where should I meet you?”

“Meet me here, with you standing a few feet from the pouch at 9:00am.”

“Ok.”

The next morning at 9:00am on the Eighth day I went outside of the cabin wearing a shirt, panties, and hiking shorts and stepped a few feet from the pouch. I did not see John.

“Mrs. Wilson your presence is needed out here.”

I looked in the direction of the voice and saw John standing just in front of the trees at the end of the cabin clearing area.

I walked over to where John was waiting and stood within a yard of him. “My name, as far as you are concern during the next two weeks, is Joan.”

John looked at me and said, “Where are we?”

“We are on my property, just outside of my cabin.”

“Correct. For the now and to the end of our deal, outside of the cabin, your name is Vg, short for vagina.”

I was taken back but realized I had given him the power over me outside of the cabin and its’ porch. I was somewhat surprised and pleased at how John was taking control. I really didn’t expect that of him. “Ok John, outside my name is Vg, inside it is Joan.”

“Vg come stand next to me!”

I did as I was told. Within me a battle was surging. I was offended by his calling me Vg but at the same time, I was thrilled by his assertiveness as witness by my cunt spasming and my body slightly trembling, something which John took notice of!

John got slight behind me and removed my clothes and handed them to me. I was then startled when he placed one of his fingers straight into my cunt. Holding me that way he walked us into the forest of trees. After a medium length walk, we came upon a nice area hidden by trees with a grass clearing, he stopped and gently push me down onto my knees and told me to drop the clothes onto the ground.

Standing in front of me, he opened the fly of his pants and struggled to get his erect penis out into the opening. He moved close to my face placing his penis slightly against my lips.

I just kept still with his penis against my lips, looking up at him. We stayed that way for a few minutes. Then he slowly and softly slapped my face. Startled, I just continued to look up. He hit my face again. Then it dawned on me what he wanted. I open my mouth and move my face forward until his penis hit the back of my throat. That was the first time I had ever had a penis in my mouth. I was surprised that, once it was in my mouth, I was not repulsed by it being there. I started swirling my tongue around that penis. That felt good and excited me causing me to do what I did next, I started bobbing my head back and forth with my cheeks drawn in to provide suction. I was shocked by this experience. I had been led to believe that a woman only did this because a man wanted to and only became acceptable to her after doing it over time. Surprise, I was enjoying what I was doing and did not want to stop doing it! It gave me a sense of power as I felt his penis enlarge because of what I was doing to it.

The next instant, John exploded his cum into my mouth. It was so deep into my mouth that I had no choice but to swallow most of it, while the rest spilled out of mouth on to my breasts. The cum that I did swallow when down so fast that I was not sure if I like the taste or not. I decided I better do this again and find out if it tastes good.

When John finished depositing his load in my mouth, he backed away and sat down (it had taken a lot out of him, his first blow job). He had this look of satisfaction as he looked at me still on my knees with his cum leaking down onto my breasts.

“Vg come over to me and lay down on your back next to me.”

I did as I was told. Once down, John stood up and removed his clothes. He then laid down on top of my body making sure that his semi-erect penis was just inside the entrance of my vagina. He proceeded to kissing my face and biting my neck and shoulders. His hands were groping my breasts and nipples. We laid like that for at least an hour.

John got up, told me to stay where I was. He wanted to look at the cum on my face and breasts.

“Vg, our first day outside together is over. I am going home. You stay on the ground watching me walk away. After you can no longer see me, you may get up and go home. Meet me tomorrow at this same spot at 10:00am.”

I did indeed wait until he was no longer in sight before getting up. As I walk back to the cabin, with my clothes in my hand, my mind was trying to process what I felt about John actions. He had indeed assumed control over my body. He used me to explore sex with a woman (in my case, an older woman) without any concern as to my pleasure. My body did respond sexually to what he was doing to me. Did I enjoy sex more than when I was only concern with my own pleasure? At this point I was not sure what was the answer to that question.

As I walked, my body smelled of sex and body odor (sweat from the heat of the day and being laid upon for an hour). I felt sore at various spots on my body; my mouth, the side of my face (where he had slapped me), and my back and butt which bore the brunt of his body weight for that hour that he laid on top of me. I realized that he had stayed within the agreed upon limits of “abuse” of my body.

That night, the hot bath I took soothe out areas of my body that were sore. I was pleased with that since I didn’t want any physical discomfort from today events to taint anything that was going to happen to me tomorrow as I subjugate my body to John’s desires.

After breakfast on the Ninth day, I started preparing myself for today adventure with John. I shaved my underarms, legs, and crouch area. I did not put on any deodorant, I wanted him to smell the effects of what he was going to do to my body. The big decision, what to wear. Thinking, I imagined the trill in obeying this younger man’s order to remove my clothes. If I was going to remove my clothing, I decided to have a lot of clothes to remove. So, I put on: a bra, panties, blouse, a short skirt, socks, and shoes.

The walk to the area we were at yesterday would take about twenty minutes. I left the cabin 10 minutes ahead of schedule. As I arrived at the area, I saw John already there waiting for me. He was clothed with a backpack on his shoulder. When he noted me, I saw this big smile form on his face and a very prominent hard-on developing in his pants.”.

“Hello Vg.”

“Hi John.”

John placed the backpack on the ground then sat down next to it. He called me over to stand between his outstretched legs. Looking up into my face, he commanded me to, “Remove your clothes in this order: shoes, socks, blouse, bra, and your short skirt placing them next to my backpack. The whole time you are removing those clothes, make sure you are looking straight into my eyes.”

Getting into position between his legs, I removed my shoes and socks without any fanfare. I took my time unbuttoning my blouse. As each button was unbuttoned, I pulled a little on the blouse, effectively exposing the skin in that area. John’s eyes got wider as each button was undone. Next, I reached behind my back and unsnapped the bra. I placed my hands on the two cups of the bra, preventing it from immediately falling from my body. After a few seconds I moved my right hand down to my side letting that cup fall away from that breast and its hard nipple. I repeated that for the left side and then throw the bra on top of the blouse. Next, I unbutton my skirt and let it far to the ground and then kicked over to the pile of clothes.

John, seeing that I had on a pair of G-string panties order me to turn around and to stick my butt out toward his face. As I did so, I felt a slap on each of my butt cheeks. I had expected that and would have been disappointed if he had not slap them (I was coming to grips with a desire for a controlling male to take pleasure in turning my ass cheeks red).

John next order surprised and yet pleased me, “I want to see a damp spot in the crotch of those panties.” What he was telling me was for me to masturbate in front of him. No man had ever dare asked that of me for they knew that was something private to be done by myself.

I spread my legs wide apart, licked a finger on each hand and used one to stroke the lips of my panty covered pussy while the other rubbed my clit (which had come out of hiding from its hood). I started getting wet down there. Then I stuck a finger deep inside of myself seeking my G spot. Within two minutes I came in a squirting climax. That caused me to fall to my knees causing my chest to fall forward and my face to landed on John’s hard cock.

“As long as you are down there, remove my penis from my pants and give me a blow job.”

I did so immediately. I was overwhelmed with a desire to feel cum being blasted deep into my throat. In only a few minutes I was enjoying the feeling of his cum sliding down my throat to my stomach.

After ten minutes of orally worshipping his deflated cock, John told me to get up. He got up and went over to his backpack and started removing its contents; a medium size blanket which he laid on the ground and place the rest of the contents on it. He placed a blindfold, a collar, 4 strands of rope, a leash, a light thin belt, and a canteen onto the blanket. Then I made a stupid comment, “The only thing missing is a gag.” That enlisted a smirk from John.

“Vg come over to the blanket and examine these items.”

I got to the blank, I got on my knees and looked closely at each item. Reaching out to the collar, I placed it around my neck and fasten it into place and then attached the leash to it. I stood up and secured the blindfold around my eyes and placed my arms by my side.

I must have stood there for 5 minutes before anything else happened. Then I felt the leash pulling on the collar moving me forward. John led me on about a fifteen minute walk before telling me that we have arrived. Arrived where?

He then had me spread my legs apart and raise my arms high in the air. Ropes were tied to my wrists and ankles. My legs were pulled a little further apart. Then my arms were pulled higher up, a somewhat forward, and further apart. It was then that I realized I had been tied between two trees, bent at the waist slightly forward.

The next thing I felt was John’s breath on the back side of my neck as he stood behind my bond body. I then felt my panties being pulled to the side and his penis being thrusted half-way into my vagina, he then pulled back and forced himself all the way inside of me. He started thrusting into me. Each forward thrust pushed my body forward, that motion being stopped when the ropes tighten around my waists. When he pulled back, my body fell back. As he repeated this pushing forward and my falling back, the ropes around my wrists became painful. I felt like a female captive, being abused by her captor, a situation that I had fantasized about from time to time. My pussy decided to go with the fantasy, and it started becoming wet and gripping and release his penis. After about five minutes he came (the excitement of this type of aggressive fuck was too much for him causing the quick climax).

How did I feel about this sudden intrusion of my most sexual intimate place and its reaction to being taken in that manner? Strangely, excited! I had set this up. I told him to do what he saw in the porn videos. There is no love making in porn! He took me and I reacted to that with a lust of my own, coming when I felt his cum splatter inside of me.

John moved back from my body. I felt him place one hand on my hip as he knelt behind and between my out stretch legs. He was watching the combination of his and my cum leak out of me. Realizing that made me feel so wanton, a piece of meat to be used for his sexual gratification and, in this case, his education.

I next felt his finger pasting through my lips gathering his cum on his finger. He placed that finger in my mouth. I knew what he wanted; I sucked his finger clean. That finger returned to my pussy, gathering more of his cum and my liquids. Then I felt it, that cum coated finger was being push through the entrance of my anus.

“John, remember, I have never been fucked back there.”

“I know that is the case. I am not going to put my penis in your ass today. I am prepping it for the time when I will take your anal virginity.” As he said that, he pushed that finger inside my ass up to the second knuckle of his finger. It hurt some and I scream slightly. He removed the finger and said that was enough for our first anal play.

I started to say something but stop as I felt him tear my panties from my crotch. He then stuffs them into my mouth saying, “Gag.”

“Vg, I am tried. I am going to lay here and rest while I have the pleasure of looking at your bound and fucked body.”

I was tried too and wanted to be let loose from the trees. I could not complain with my panties stuffed in my mouth, so I just hung there. After a while, I was in real discomfort and was giving serious though to saying my save word when John got up and untied me from the tree, removed the blindfold, pulled my panties out of my mouth, and taking me over to the blanket, laid my body down on the blanket. It was then that I saw that John was as nude as I was. John placed my hand on his penis. Looking at the instrument which had just given me so much pleasure, I succumb to my desire to worship it. I rolled over toward him until I laid on his hips, reaching out with my mouth, and took that penis into it to clean it. Then I tenderly stroke it as we laid there recovering from the great sex that we had.

At some point in time, I looked at my wrists and ankles and saw the rope marks on them. I touched the marks to see if the ropes had cut into my skin. They had not. The rope that John had used was of a soft texture. The though occurred to me that these rope burns were my “red badges of courage” (courage to do the things I had always thought were beneath me).

After a half hour, John rose from the blanket and picked up the thermos, open it and handed it to me. “Drink, we both need to hydrate.” I did not realize how thirsty I was. After we had both drank the needed water, John stated, “I am through with you for today. Meet here at this same place tomorrow at the same time.”

I responded, “Where are we?”

John laughed and said, “Look around.” I did. We were in the same spot where we met this morning. Walking around blindfolded had disorientated me.

“You think you are smart don’t you.”

John laughed and said, “It worked didn’t it.”

I had to admit, that it indeed had worked.

John got up and placed all the items back into his backpack, except for the collar which remained attached to my neck. I looked at him and said two words,” Anal lube”. He nodded in comprehension. He then put his clothes on. As I reached for my clothes, John stanched them away from me. “Those clothes are now my property. Here you can have your panties back.” He put the panties back into my mouth, saying, “Don’t take them out until you step onto your porch.”

We both turned and walked away.

Walking home, with John cum leaking out of my pussy and my mouth stuff with my cum soaked panties, and the collar around my neck, I reflected on what John, and I did today. John, as I told him he could, is living out sexual things he saw in the videos he watched. That is good. Tomorrow I expected him to try some more things from those videos. That will also be good. In doing so, he is letting me experience satisfying a male sexual needs/desires. I need to learn that. But, after tomorrow, I want him to experience tender love, experience exploring a woman’s body in a gentle and “loving” manner. That way he will have experienced both sides of sex, a male, and a female basic needs in area of sex. Then he can decide for himself if one or the other or a combination is best for him and his partner. I will spend tonight planning out the ninth day of my stay here in this escape from the real world in this wooded land.

Once I got back to the cabin, I went into the cabin and retrieved a hammer and a nail from closet that my husband stored his various tools in. I went back out the front door, turned to face it, removed my panties from my mouth and used that nail to nail my panties to the top of the door frame.

After finishing my breakfast on the morning of the Tenth day, I went into the bedroom to pick out what clothes I would wear for my trip to our spot in the forest area of my property. I had brought only four changes of clothing for this trip. Now, I am down to only two outfits.

I wanted to experience being told to strip again by my “Master”. So, I put on: a bra, panties, a T-shirt, a longer skirt than I wore yesterday, socks, shoes and of course, the collar. The panties were the only G-string set that I had left (I did not expect some male undressing me out here). I suspected that on the trip back to the cabin that they would be in my mouth.

As I arrived, on time, at our spot, John has already laid out the items from his backpack. The only new item, thank God, was a tube of anal lube. Seeing that tube, my pussy spasmed and my anus tighten up.

“Good day Vg. Come and stand in front of me.”

I did as he ordered. The next thing John said was, “Strip down to just your panties! Hand me your clothing as you do so.”

I removed every item of clothing except for my g string panties and handed them to John. I started to reach up and take off the collar. John grabbed my hands and asked what I was doing. I explained that I was about to remove the last item of clothing. He looked sternly at me and said, “That collar is not clothing, it is now part of your body. It is to remain on at all times when you are in my presence.”

“Yes Master.”

“Go over to the blanket and get the ropes and go over the trees and tie yourself to them. Every morning when you arrive here after removing your clothes, you are to tie yourself to the trees.”

I tied my legs and my left arm to the trees as he wanted. I could not tie my right arm. John tied my right arm to the tree.

“Vg are the ropes around your legs and left arm as tight as the rope around your right arm?”

“No.”

John retied my legs and left hand even tighter than my right arm. “That is how you are to tighten your bonds from now on. You had disappointed me and must be punished for that.”

It was almost comical watching John trying to be tough toward me. I bowed my head trying to hide my amusement at his act.

John tied the blindfold over my eyes and then stepped back from me. Everything was quiet for a few minutes until I heard that swish in the air and then felt that belt from his backpack striking my butt cheek. I scream in surprise and pain. I scream each time the following strokes of that belt hit my cheeks. The pain was no greater than the spanks I received as a child but each one was a surprise and thus the scream. There was a total of ten lashes to my butt.

“Next time you tie yourself up it must be as tight as I had just done.”

I then felt John softly stroking the whelps that were forming on my red ass. As he did that, my vagina spasmed and soaked what little material that was covering it. He cut the G-string from my body and stuffed it into my mouth.

“I am a little tired from administering your punishment. I am going to lie down on the ground behind you and watch the whelps form on your butt.”

I think I hung there for at least 30 minutes deprived of hearing, seeing, or feeling. I was getting starved for any type of interaction with John. Was he still there? Was he asleep? Had he gone and left me there? I then felt John fingers passing between that prominent slit formed by my vagina’s lips. I jerked in surprise pulling at the bonds of my legs and arms and ejecting liquids from my pussy. Then nothing.

Another half hour passed without any interaction from John. The cum from my earlier squirting organism and dried on my legs. Then John’s fingers were there again, and I squirted again. Then they were gone again.

The next span between feeling or hearing John seemed even longer. Then I heard John’s voice.

“I think I am bored. I think I will let you hang there for the rest of the afternoon.”

“No. I want more. Stroke my pussy and then fuck me.”

“Fuck you where?”

“In my mouth, or my pussy.”

“Boring. I have done that to you already.”

“Fuck me in my ass then.”

“Your ass is tight. That will require some effort on my part. You need to entice me to do that.”

“How can I entice you to do so?”

“Well, the whelps on your ass enticed me to stroke you to at least 2 organisms.”

Thinking hard I figured out what he wanted from me. I had thought about it earlier when I experience the pain/pleasure of his lashing my ass. I wonder at that point how this other source of pain/pleasure would compare.

“John if you liked the whelps on my ass that excited you, then whelps on my breasts and nipples should excite you even more.”

John walked around in front of me. Swing the belt, he hit the top of my left breast. It hurt. The he flicked the belt and hit that breast’s nipple. It hurt more. He repeated those two strokes onto my right breast. Then he proceeded to inflict that pain onto my breasts three more times to each breast. Each time the belt hit me; the pain started to become that mixture of pain/pleasure. As I feel the whelps forming on my breasts, I came harder than before.

“John get behind me and fuck my ass.” John didn’t have to be told twice. I could hear him moving to the blanket and taking his clothes off. He then got behind me, push my back down as far as the ropes permitted. He then stuck a finger coated with what must have been the lube up my ass as far as it would go. It felt strange to have a finger up my ass. He placed his penis against my anus and push slowly but firmly into me. There it was again, the pain/pleasure. I pushed my ass back against him, assisting his penetration of my ass. When he was inside me to the point where his hips smacked into my whelped ass cheeks, the pain was totally overcome by pleasure. John started propelling in and out of my ass, driving me to my strongest climax of the day. He erupted inside my ass and then pulled out. He sat behind me watching his cum leak out of my ass. Knowing he was watching my ass leak his cum and the fact that he was getting pleasure watching it come out of me, sent me over the top again into another milder climax.

My limbs became weak, and I collapsed downward only to be held up by the ropes. The next thing I was aware of was John walking around to the front of me and then continuing moving until he was behind me, and I could feel him pointing his penis at my pussy. He thrust his penis into my very wet vagina and started fucking me. Using the little energy that I had left to contract my vagina walls around his thrusting penis drove me to a squirting climax as his continuing fucking me until he climaxed. He then fell out of me down onto the ground as I passed out.

When I recovered, I found myself lying next to John on the blanket. He had removed the blindfold and pulled my panties from my mouth before tying them around one of my wrists. John was dressed and except the blanket everything (including my clothes) had been put into his backpack. He helped me to my feet, placed the blanket into the backpack, removed the panties from my wrist and stuck them into my mouth. Pointing me in the direction of my cabinet, he swatted me on my whelp covered ass and starting walking in the direction of his cabin. He yelled back at me, tomorrow at the same time and place. I raised my arm in acknowledgement.

As I walked back to the cabin with the collar around my neck and my panties in my mouth, I felt the whelps on my body, and I looked at the rope marks on my wrists and ankles. I smiled.

When I arrived at the cabin, I got the hammer and a nail and nailed the G-string (the second pair of panties) to the frame above the door. Removing the collar, I entered the cabin for the night.

I took a bath, put lotion on all the marks on my body, fixed dinner, and then went to bed.

On the morning of the Eleventh day, I put on my next to last outfit, shorts, tank top, regular panties, shoes, and the collar. I walked out of the cabin and headed to the rendezvous place to meet up with John. As I approached, I saw John waiting for me with the blindfold and the leash in his hands. He started walking toward me in somewhat of a hurry. As soon as I was within his reach, he removed all my clothing leaving wearing my shoes and collar which were soon joined by the blindfold.

“Vg, today we are going for a hike. Since you are blindfolded, you must listen very carefully to my instruction as I guide you along our way. Do you understand?”

“Yes John, I will follow your instructions, no questions asked.” I added that last part realizing everything John had done to me outside of the cabin had led to lots of pleasure and an expanding of my attitude toward sex play and sex. I was looking forward to whatever deviant things he had planned for this hike. My mind considered the possibilities of things that could happen on this trip. One of the things I kind of wanted to happen was his exposing my nude body, somehow, to one or more people. My mind’s eye saw him walking me by people hiking in the area. I could see them gawking at my nudity and my captative. I got excited thinking about that. If he stopped to talk to them, would he let them feel me up? That probably is not going to happen because the person or people would have to be on my property and that would be trespassing.

The next thing I felt was a strong tug on the leash pulling me forward by the collar. I had to quicken my pace to keep up. I stumbled a few things and was reward with a swat of John’s belt on my ass. After what seemed like a half an hour, John stopped and gave me a needed drink of water. “John how much further are we going to hike?”

“About ten more minutes.”

A few minutes later I was startled hearing, “No shit John, you were not kidding me.”

“Kevin, would I lie to my closest and best friend?”

“Apparently not, she is one hot older woman.”

I was shocked to the point of being speechless. Even though I had fantasized about encountering people as we hiked, I never thought of John would intentionally parading me in front of someone.

“Listen Kevin, I know that you have never seen a naked woman or had sex. So, I thought I would share her with you. Lately, I have been watching sex videos. In most of those videos, more than one man was having sexual fun and sex with a woman. So, I thought about you being the other guy.”

When I heard that, I realize what John was doing. I told him he could do to me the things that he seen in the videos. I made a point of be willing to allow John to have sex with me because he was a virgin. Well, apparently so is Kevin. I relaxed with that realization. Sex with two men, let’s try that!

“Vg stand still and do not move.” “Kevin come close and feel anywhere on her body that you wanted to.”

I steady myself, preparing for the onslaught that my body was going to receive from this virgin guy who was probably more sexually inept than John was. My mind was racing, would I like this or not. Should I be mad at John for springing this on me without discussing it with me?

Well, all those thoughts went out the window when I first felt Kevin’s hand on my nipple. My pussy spasmed and my legs got a little weak.

Next, He firmly grope that breast. That was followed by his hand stroking my face, especially my lips.

“Hey Kevin, try touching her pussy. Make sure you stick a finger inside there, moving it all around to get a proper feel of the insides of a woman.”

When I heard John say that I felt that he was diminishing me to a “piece of meat”. Then I thought, that is exactly what I told him he could do when we were outside of the cabin. With that realization, I relaxed.

Kevin slowly touched my pussy lips, followed by his opening them up enough to stick his finger inside of me. He used that finger to explore me. I enjoyed being probed by Kevin to the extent that my inside was flooded by my secretions.

Kevin pulled his finger out and said, “Man my finger is soaked!”

“Kevin, put your finger inside of Vg mouth and make her suck it clean.”

Hearing that, I open my mouth and slightly stuck my tongue out. Kevin got the message and placed his finger in my mouth. I sucked until all the delicious traces of me were gone down my throat.

At the monument that Kevin removed his finger, John turned me around, so my backside was facing Kevin. “Kevin, you got two minutes to feel any part of the back of her body that you want. Make the best use of that time.”

I realized that the time limit would force Kevin to spend his two minutes on my ass! That is what he did.

First Kevin felt both of my ass cheeks. He then pulled them apart and stared at my anus. Then one of his fingers started probing the insides of my anus.

“Kevin, you have only 30 seconds left, you better get the last thing you wanted to do to a woman’s behind before your time expires.”

That is when I felt Kevin hand hit one ass cheek and then the other. The force of those blows, I knew, would leave handprints on my butt.

“Ok Kevin, you can do only one more thing to Vg before our time here is up.”

Kevin stepped up to me, placed his hands on my breasts, using them to pull me forward so that our lips meet. His tongue probed inside my mouth seeking the maximum amount of pleasure that he could get out of this kiss.

“Ok, man, that is enough.”

“Vg, thank Kevin for using your body for his first experience with a woman.”

“Thank you, Kevin for using my body.”

Kevin reply, “It was my pleasure and thank you.”

“Let’s go Vg, it is getting late, and I want you back at the cabin before it gets too dark.”

When we got back to our starting place, John removed the blindfold and the leash. He reached down to the pile of my cloths and picked up my panties. “Vg open your legs and stand still.” John ran his finger all over my vagina and even stuck them inside of me. I was so excited from the day’s activities, that I came immediately. John then opened my vagina and pushed my panties up inside of me.

“Vg, our time together in nearing an end.”

“That is correct. We have only two more days of our experiment together. Three days from now will be my last day at the cabin. I plan on spending that last day alone in the cabin before leaving to return to my life in the city. I want to think about things and to decide about how I will spend the rest of my life. Tomorrow will be the last day that I will be outside with you, under your control. The day after tomorrow I want you to spend that day with me in the cabin. That will be the last time we will be together.”

“That being so, I want to make tomorrow as special for the two of us as we can. That brings me to the subject of Kevin, he wants desperately to fuck you. I want to watch you as you get fuck. I want to see the expressions on your face, to watch your nipples get hard, and watch your pussy spasm and eject your cum as you climax. I also want desperately to do the last of the things to you that I have seen being done in the videos.”

On our walk back here, I have been thinking about the one sexual experience that I have never done. It is something that the two of us could not do by ourselves. I was thinking that this experiment will not be complete without it, letting two men have sex with me at the same time! Letting them do whatever they want to do sexually to me and my body. Of course, this is to be done within the limits that I have setup for our experiment. “John, if you will guarantee that Kevin is truly a virgin, he can lose his virginity inside of my pussy. Finally, you and he can double team me, one in my pussy and the other in my ass. I will hold you responsible for Kevin abiding to our agreed upon rules.”

“I know for certain that Kevin is a virgin. I have told him of our limits and has agreed to abide by them.”

“Ok then.”

“It is time for us to part for the day. Hold still.” John then removed my panties from my vagina and stuffed them into my mouth, turned me toward my cabin, and slapped me hard on my ass as he turned and walked away saying, “Be here tomorrow at 9:00am and be prepared to stay here to late in the afternoon.”

I walked back to the cabin, occasionally feeling my ass for the whelps from John’s belt and the area where Kevin slapped it.

Once back at the cabin, I completed the ritual of removing my panties from my mouth and nailing them over the door.

On the morning of the Twelfth day after my shower, I made a point of putting a lot of lotion on my ass in an effort to smooth the whelps and sore spots. I also tended to my neck; it was getting a little chafed from wearing that collar.

Opening the closet to pick out what I should wear on my last outdoor excursion into the woods, I was surprised to find only my business coat left in the closet! I took that out and laid it on the bed. I then looked into the drawer where I had placed my panties and found only one pair left, one expensive very shear full pair. I figured since this is the last day, why not look my bests, on went the expensive panties.

A few minutes later, I was looking at the image of a sophisticated slut in my mirror. There stood a woman of good looks, with a cheap collar around her neck, a one button business coat on her upper body, which exposed a large “V” shaped area of her chest, and her lower body covered in a pair of shear panties which clearly exposed that deep divide in her labia. I liked what I saw.

I walked proudly out of the cabin looking forward to one finally day of being a mature slut, an unreserved sexual plaything for college age John and his friend. My mind wondered, at the end of this day when I will be walking back to the cabin with those expensive panties soaked in my cum stuffed in my mouth, how many whelps will be on my ass, whether there will be an bruises on my face and my breasts, How sore my wrists and ankles will be from being tied to those two trees, will my vagina and ass will be sore for the thrusting of two penis inside of them, whether my body will be covered in cum and how much cum will be leaking down my legs from my pussy and ass. I staggered to my knees as I lost strength as these thoughts brought on one of the most intense organisms I have ever had. I had never organism from just thinking about something!

As my strength returned, I got up and continue my hike into the woods.

When I arrived at our spot, I saw only John there. He had a much larger blanket spread on the ground with his assortment items removed from his backpack.

“Vg, good morning. Come stand in front of me.” I did as he requested. He immediately attached the leash to my collar. Next, he tied the ropes to my wrists and then bent down to do the same to my ankles. In doing so, his face passed just in front of my crouch. He stood up, looked me in the eyes and said, “I see that those panties are wet. You either came in the cabin or on the way here, which was it?”

I bowed my head in shame and truthfully told him that I came on the way up here. “Turn around Vg.” When I had completed the turn, I felt his belt hitting my ass cheek. I jumped in surprise.

“No one gave you permission to take the joy of giving you your first climax of the day away from me!”

“Sorry John. It was not intentional. Thinking of the things that might be done to me today aroused me enough that I just came.”

With a big smile on his face, he said, “In that case, I forgive you.”

“What good does that do me, you already whipped my ass for it!” He and I both laughed at my remark.

Next John told me to go tie myself in between the two trees, making sure to leave enough rope between the knots to leave me room to move about somewhat. He also warned me that the knots better be tight, or my ass will pay for it. I thought about leaving one loose just for the sack of it but feeling the whelp he just put on my ass, I thought better of it.

Once I finished, John checked the knots. He reached out, grabbed one of my nipples, twisted and pulled it a good inch out from chess, saying, “That is for the good job of tying yourself.” I smiled in acknowledgement as he let go of that nipple.

John reached over to the blanket and picked up the blindfold and attached it to my face. A few seconds later, I felt some cold metal running up my hip and under my panties and then heard the snip as he cut my panties away from my body. I automatically open mouth just before he stuffed the panties into my mouth.

There were a couple of minutes of silence and no activity before I felt a lubed finger being pushed into my ass. Then lube itself was being pushed into me. I thought that John was preparing my anus for an invasion of his penis. So, I was surprised when I felt something metallic being pushed into me. I felt narrow at first, then it got wider to the point where it was stretching my annual ring. The suddenly it popped in as its size narrow again. It was sucked forward into my anus until I felt the wide circular end part of it pushing up against my ass cheeks, stopping any further penetration into me.

“Vg, what did I just do to you?”

“You shoved an anal plug up my ass!”

“Yes, I did. It is my present to you for giving me this week of sexual education and pleasure. I think when you see it, you will be incredibly pleased.”

“Thank you, John. I can’t wait to see it.”

“Vg, I see fluids leaking out of your pussy. I am going to plug that hole in order to stop the leaking. You can thank me later.”

That is when John shoved his penis all the way to the back of my vagina in one smooth thrust. I screamed in pleasure. John spent the next five minutes plunging into me until I felt his sperm exploded inside of me. That did it, I climaxed. I hung to the trees by my arms, my legs being too weak to support my body.

“Vg, I going to sit on the blanket and look at this beautiful site of you hanging in the trees. I can never get enough of seeing you like that.”

A few minutes later, I felt my body being lifted by my breasts until I was back on my feet. Then a tongue plunged into my mouth giving me this intense kiss. I kissed him back with all I had.

It occurred to me, that was not John kissing me, it was Kevin. Then an unfamiliar penis entered my body. That feeling was accompanied by a pair of hands firmly hugging my body to his. I felt no clothes on that body, Kevin was naked. I wanted to reach out and touch his body but of course I couldn’t. I could hear the pure joy in his groans as he pounded into me. Two minutes later he screamed as he came adding his cum to Johns inside my body. The realization that two men’s cum was inside of me sent me screaming into my own climax. Kevin was still inside of me. He penis was still hard. He then made three quick plunges into my pussy, causing me to moan loudly. Kevin stood still enjoying the sensation of feeling the insides of a woman. A half minute later he repeated plunging into me enlisting another load moan from me. He repeated this scenario several more times, commenting to John, “Vg must be a really slut to moan like that when being fucked. Looking at the exquisite form of her sexy body and seeing its responses to me when I fuck her, I believe that she has a body built for fucking!” I moaned again from hearing Kevin speaking of me in that manner!

“Kevin, come join me here on the blanket. The sight of a woman collapsing after coming is one to behold.” Kevin slowly pulled his penis out of my pussy, enjoying the feeling of his penis brushing against the insides of my vagina, let go of my body, and went over to the blanket where John hi-five him. I could hear the crude remarks they were making about the state I was in, my slut like responses to what they were doing to me, and how they had enjoyed using my body. Weird, I felt sense of pride about their comments.

After a while, John told Kevin it was time for them to experience one of the things he had seen in the videos, “DP” me. Kevin then asked John, what does that means.

“Kevin, it means double penetration, one of us is in her pussy and the other one is in her ass at the same time. While I am taking off my clothes go and untie Vg and bring her over to me. I will be lying down. You place her legs outside of my hips and then guide her pussy down onto my penis. Once I am inside, I will pull her body forward until she is leaning on my chest. That will raise her ass up and you can pull out the anal plug and then plug her ass hole with your penis. Then we both starting fuck her, me in her pussy and you in her ass.” “Vg did you hear me explaining how we are going to DP you.”

I replied weakly, “Yes I did.”

“Would you like us to do that to you?” If so, beg us to do it to you!”

“John and Kevin, please fuck me in both of my holes!”

“Ok Dude go get her.”

Kevin came over, kissed me again and then untied the ropes from the trees, leaving the rope still tied to my wrists and ankles.

Being weak and blindfolded, it took some effort on Kevin part to get me over to the blanket and lined up for my decent onto John’s beautiful penis. Once John entered me, pleasure surged through me. That surged was doubled when Kevin completed his entry into the depths of my ass.

As they started thrusting into both of my holes, I was able to reach in between John and myself so I could stroke my clit. The pleasure emanating from my holes and my clit was beyond anything I could have imagined. When they came triggering my climatic release I passed out.

Sometime later, I felt something being spread onto my breasts. It became clear that John and Kevin, lying on both sides of me, were, as the cum leaking out of my pussy and ass spreading it onto my breasts. When I became conscious enough to look, my breasts were completely covered with cum. I smiled thinking, that is probably good for my skin! It was then I realized they had removed the blindfold.

Seeing that I was awake, John told Kevin to put his clothes on and wait over by the trees as John needed to talk to me alone.

Standing over my prone body (which intensified my feeling of subjugation to John), he said to me, “Joan, my time with you is now finished. I am going back to college in three days. This will probably be the last summer I spend out here in my family cabin. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking me from a virgin to a man! It would please me if you would grant me the favor of having Kevin spend tomorrow with you in the cabin. In the cabin, you taught me how to make love to a woman. I am asking you to do the same with Kevin.”

That request melted my heart. John must really be Kevin best friend.

“John, it has been my pleasure doing all the things that we have done over the last few days. You help me experience a side of sex that I refused to let into my life. That refusal cost me my marriage. So, it is I who am thanking you! I will teach Kevin everything that I taught you tomorrow in my cabin. Let us have one last kiss, for this is also the last time I will be spending time in my cabin. What I needed to learn here has been completed.”

John stood me up and after giving me the most endearing kiss, he retied the blindfold, reinserted the anal plug and stuff my panties into my mouth. He then called Kevin over.

“Kevin, you are to take Joan (do not call her Vg anymore) by the leash and lead her back to her cabin. Joan has invited you to spend tomorrow with her in her cabin. Remember in the cabin, she is totally in charge. When you bring her back to her cabin today, remember to do the few things that I have requested of you exactly as I have instructed for you to do them.”

“Goodbye Joan. Good luck with your future decisions and the rest of your life.”

“Goodbye to you John, the only man whom I have ever allowed to be my master!”

With that being said, I felt Kevin pull on the leash starting our walk back to the cabin. Since I could not see, I stumbled a few times along the way. Each time I did, Kevin swatted my ass (just like John would have done).

“Joan, we are back at your cabin.” He then removed the blindfold and placed it on the porch. “I am going to place you facing one of the porch pillars. Raise your hands up and hold onto the pillar.”

I did as Kevin told me. Then I felt it, a blow to each of my ass cheeks with the belt John had been using on me.