A New Beginning

Thank you for all the votes and comments on the last chapter. A huge thank you to my wonderful editor and his slipper. He now has to hop a lot, but we do have lots of lovely rattan products for sale.

A shout out as well to Ham_sandwich who helped pick me up when I was feeling down and made me smile. Thanks my friend, your input has been greatly appreciated. And now you have to read every chapter to see just what I have done with your suggestions!!

This chapter contains outdoor sex and pet play.

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I ran up the stairs taking them two at a time to my room, excitement coursing through my veins. Master was going to take me to my old house to pick up the last item I wanted to bring here and I couldn't contain my joy.

I entered my bedroom and opened the wardrobe, pulling the suit carrier I had picked up yesterday and laying it on the bed with the care one would take with a newborn baby. I was still naked from this mornings activities, my ass still feeling empty. After lunch Silky had helped me remove and clean the plug that had nestled in my rear passage, an equally strange feeling to having it inserted in the first place!

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts I returned my concentration to getting myself dressed. Slowly unzipping the side of the opaque suit carrier, I began the ritual of preparing myself for today's outing.

When I was finally ready I slipped a shiny penny down the front of my outfit and headed for the door. Clumping down the stairs, my arrival in the kitchen caused Silky to sigh deeply and bang her head on the table.

"Haddaway and shite hinny, divvin' tell me ye one of them an all!" Her words thick and muffled by the fact she was now holding her head in her hands.

"What? Who? Where? When?" I looked baffled, not completely sure what she had just said to me. I had never heard Silky lapse into such a broad accent

"She said "Oh for fucks sake love, don't tell me you are one of them as well. Roughly anyway!! I think shes referring to the way you are dressed little one, and the implications of that!" Master had strode into the room dressed similarly to myself and was chuckling softly.

I turned to face him as he was translating Silky's outburst and nearly fell over in shock, my eyes drinking in every inch of his now leather clad body. The implications were slowly sinking in. I had expected to have a trip in the DB9 today and it seemed that Master had indeed surprised me.

"WOW Sir! You look stunning, I mean...I didn't know, that is to say I assumed, well gosh they are the new Arlen Ness Roo leathers are they not?" My words were jumbled and making less sense than I usually manage.

"Oh Alannah, you're so sweet when you get flustered. The blush that rises up your neck is a sight to behold. I said yesterday I may very well surprise you and It looks like I just have." His smile was cheeky and his eyes sparkling.

"Erm yes Sir, surprise me you did Sir. I...I oh don't know what to say." I mumbled still trying to process the fact that Sir had a bike as well.

"Speechless little one? That must be a first!" He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Yes Sir, a rare occurrence I will give you that! I take it Silky won't be joining us?" I stole a quick glance at where Silky was sitting, raising my eyes in question.

"No bloody chance! I get to sit here and worry myself daft about the pair of you instead!" Silky spluttered, but at least I could understand her this time!

"Silky doesn't approve and no amount of gentle cajoling has gotten her to change her mind."

"NO and it won't work from you either Alannah so don't even go there!!"

I looked at Silky, trying to figure out from her tone of voice if she was indeed as angry at me as I thought she was.

"I'm sorry Silky, if it means that much to you love then I won't go. Please don't be upset with me."

"I'm not upset with you pet, just I worry enough when Master is out there on that...that..damn machine" She spat, looking down before she carried on, " I suppose I will just have to worry twice as much now, but I would never tell him not to go, nor will I you. Now get gone so I can fret in peace!"

"We have a saying back in Eire, 'safe home' and we will make it back home Silky, how could we not when we have you here waiting for us?" The irony of my words not lost on me, I said those words to Dietmar everytime he went somewhere and look where that got me.

Silky's look told me she too had seen right through my attempts to console her but as she stood and walked over to me, I knew she had seen something else as well. She tilted her head down to meet me and brushed her lips across mine with the softest of touches.

"Safe home Alannah pet, safe home." She whispered, "Now fuck off the pair of you and let me wallow in misery." The gentle teasing laughter in her voice making me feel better immediately

I turned to Master who bend down to give Silky a light kiss before catching hold of my hand and making for the kitchen door.

Trailing behind him, admiring his leather clad behind thinking to myself I was getting to be a right perv since coming here, also frowning as I realised even the best bum looked huge in leathers.

A press of a button started the garage doors on their journey upwards, revealing from the tyre up a large sports bike, gleaming silver as the light hit the fairings.

"Nice Sir, very very nice. Thats the special edition GSXR 1000 K3 is it not?"

"I'm impressed little one, it is indeed. Its a K3 on an K5 plate, as it was sent back to the factory for a limited paint job. Not many people know that!" He smirked waggling his eyebrows in his signature goofy way. "Ready for a ride then precious?" The silly smirk still there at his double meaning words.

"Yes Sir, ready as I shall ever be Sir." I was impatient to get back to my old home, but still had a feeling of trepidation at riding pillion.

"Right then, jump on and hold on to my waist and we can get this show on the road. I must admit I'm looking forward to this almost as much as I was at sinking that plug slowly into your beautiful ass earlier."

The now familiar ache in my clit was returning with force at the memories of this mornings activities, serving to quell any nerves and distracting my thoughts from those of trepidation, to ones of wanting to experience another new feeling.

I pulled on my helmet and climbed carefully on to the passenger seat behind Master, resting my feet on the footpegs and resisting the urge to try and find first gear.

I admit I don't remember much about the ride from that point on, I let my mind drift off and relaxed into the sway of the machine beneath me. I came back to the present just in time to glance up and see that we had arrived at my previous address. I waited till he patted my leg and gestured for me to swing myself off the bike, before setting foot on the driveway.

Once my feet touched the floor I was off up the path to the garage like a bee drawn to honey, or in this case Harry.

Walking into the garage my heart was leaping and the butterflies in my stomach were working overtime. The smile broke across my face as I set eyes on Harry, all chained up and snug in the corner, covered with his winter blanket, well bike cover but it was a nice fluffy one!

I all but ran over and whipped the cover off, my eyes lighting up with joy as I revealed the shiny black and white paintwork of my pride and joy.

Harry is a CBR 600RR the first of the injection models and has given me more intense moments than most men have, which considering my lifestyle says a lot! I glanced up to see Master standing in the doorway laughing, the expression on his face convincing me he could indeed read my mind.

"Come on then little one, lets get this show on the road. I have a special place I want to take you to, and the roads leading there are made for bikes."

"Yes Sir, I'm ready." I replied as I turned back to Harry undid the myriad of chains that kept him safe and slotted the key in the ignition, pausing slightly as I pulled in the clutch and turned the key.

The noise of the engine starting up echoed round the garage, the aftermarket exhaust thumping loudly. I bent down and picked up my helmet pulling it over my head and flicking the dark visor down. That sense of aloneness flowed through my body, every nerve jangled with excitement. I threw my leg over the seat, kicked up the side stand and heard the loud click that signified I had knocked it into first gear. Feathering the clutch I edged the throbbing machine beneath me towards the driveway.

Master had returned to his bike and followed the same ritual I had and was waiting at the end of the path for me. A brief nod of the head signified I was ready and after checking the road was clear we pulled out and set off.

The first few minutes of any ride was always nerve racking, getting the feel for the bike again and conscious that cold tyres are not good when you only have two in contact with the road. By the time I had entered the second corner my mind was solely on the journey, reading the twists and turns instinctively. Its just you and the tarmac , nothing else matters, the freedom is unparalleled. A cliche maybe but bar subspace it was the one time I felt completely at peace with myself.

The roads were indeed made for bikes, lovely twisty corners interspersed with a few decent long straights, the bike flip flopping from one bend into the next. I was riding like I was on rails, everything felt right.The wind whistling through the vents in my helmet like the thoughts swirling round in my mind.

When I first started my lessons all those years ago, Dietmar had given me one piece of advice that had stuck with me; The bike is better than you ever will be, listen to it and you will be fine. I'm sure he mentioned something about the throttle going both ways as well!!

As I was unaware of our final destination I was content to follow Master as he swung his GSXR into the corners at a reasonable speed, I assumed he was taking it easy to make sure I was comfortable. I sent a silent thank you to him, as once again he had shown me I was right to put my trust in him.

I saw his left indicator start to blink as we approached a smaller lane entrance coming up ahead, knocking down the gears I clicked my flasher and followed him down a narrow country lane. My right foot hovering above the rear brake as the tyres bumped across the rougher road surface. Just as my heart was making its way up to my throat, Master pulled his bike to a halt in front of a large metal barred gate with a sign telling me I was about to enter private property and to watch out for guard dogs roaming free. In smaller writing underneath was written 'Beware of the pooches but be more careful of the owner and his shot gun!!'

I chuckled to myself behind my dark visor, the mystery suddenly becoming clear, it could only be Master's private property with a warning sign quite like that one.

I took off my lid and placed it on the handlebars, and turned towards where Master had parked his bike, opening the gate with a key in one quick movement. He strode towards me, pulling my leather clad body into his as his lips met mine, my whole body seemed to melt as the kiss deepened, our lips crushing against one another, tongues entwining and exploring. My legs began to tremble as my knees buckled under me, before I could lose my balance I found myself swept into his arms as he carried me across the field. On reaching the densely wooded area he sat me gently down beneath a large silver birch tree, the mass of fallen leaves shimmering white on the forest floor resembling a silken blanket. Master had obviously set this up as under me was a soft thick blanket, cushioned by the moss and foliage below.

His hands moved to the zip that went from my neck to just above my groin area and tugged slowly but firmly till the front of the leather parted, the noise of the metal clicking against metal seeming so much louder in the quiet peaceful surroundings. Shrugging my shoulders to help release my arms from suit as he pulled at the cuffs. He moved to kneel by my feet, gently parting the velcro fastening at the side of my boots and unzipping them. His fingers worked nimbly pulling the outfit off my body.

"Bloody hell Alannah, how many layers are you wearing?!" His laughter mingled with exasperation.

"Erm a few Sir, it gets a wee bit chilly at times and I don't 'do' cold Sir! Besides I wasn't expecting to have to take them off in a hurry in the middle of the woods Sir!"

His eyes locked on mine as he muttered under his breath something about spontaneous sex being out the question with a nesh woman biker. I stood up and started to peel the various layers off, all thoughts of folding them nicely gone and just throwing them on the ground before me. When the final base layer was lying on the floor, I stood there and shivered slightly.

"Are you cold little one? Put your arms around me, hold me Alannah- hold me as tightly as you can." His voice thick with lust as he placed his arms round my back.

Obediently I clung to him, I curled my arms around his toned muscular body as he lowered me down onto the soft blanket beneath us. His hard cock nudging against my thigh as I felt the weight of his body press down on mine. I knew he was about to enter me, instinctively my ass raised off the ground,pushing my cunt to meet him, tightening my legs around his hips as he thrust deep inside me. An exquisite feeling swept over me, the warm moist sensation spreading from between my legs. I was dripping wet, the sounds of the birds in the trees serving to remind me exactly where I was; outside in a forest being fucked by the man I had fallen in love with so quickly.

I had no time to process that revelation. I was once again lost in the moment as his lips locked against mine to muffle the moans and soft sighs of pleasure as he moved in and out with the slowest of thrusts, penetrating deep inside me. Time seemed to stand still as I surrendered myself to the sensations. My hands were gripping his ass, pushing him down as I arched my back, wanting to feel as much of him inside me as possible.

"Hands above your head little one." A single command that made my cunt clench around his thick shaft and tingles run down my spine.

Moving my hands somewhat reluctantly from his ass, I lifted them above my head, feeling them rest against the silver bark of the tree. His hands moving from beside my shoulders,where he had been bracing himself ,to grip my wrists and pin me down. I felt my whole body relax, as his weight shifted on top of me. His thrust becoming faster and harder as I tightened the grip of my thighs around him.

"No Sir please, oh please!" I pleaded as I felt his cock slide out of my cunt fully, leaving me open and empty.

"Stand up little one, I want you bent over that log with that beautiful ass raised high in invitation. I want to see that pretty little cunt of yours begging me to enter it." He growled the words, his voice filled with urgent need and desire.

His hand reached for mine as he helped me to my feet, rather unsteadily I swayed to the fallen log of an old beech tree. The silver white of the bark smooth and shimmering in the shafts of light that penetrated the forest canopy. Just as I was about to lower myself down over the thick trunk, Sir threw the blanket I had previously been laying on over the surface.

"Splinters are no fun precious, and as much as I like a bit of needle play, not of the wooden variety, now bend over and tell me again just what it is you want."

"urhh mhmm oh feck!" I stammered as I lowered myself onto the soft blanket, clasping my hands together in front of me and wiggling so my ass was presented in a willing pose. My cunt was throbbing and pulsing as I thought about his last words...needle play...a dozen memories came flooding back and the juices seeping from my splayed open cunt did nothing to hide my arousal.

"I'm sorry little one, I don't speak that language! Try again precious." As he was speaking he was slowly rubbing the head of his cock across my ass cheeks, gently stroking down towards my enlarged outer labia.

"OH GOD SIR PLEASE FUCK ME, TAKE ME HARD PLEASE!" I screamed, startling a few members of the local wildlife.

"With pl..." His sentence drowned out by my squeal of excitement as he pushed deep into me with a single long thrust.

"Oh that's soooooo gooooood Sir, please Sir fuck me, mmmmmmm." I moaned loudly as I felt his shaft settle deep inside me, bottoming out against the entrance to my cervix.

His hands clasped around my front, grabbing a handful of my breasts as he squeezed hard enough to make me hiss in discomfort, my cunt contracting around his cock as the waves of pain turned into the delightful sensations of pleasure. His grip increasing as he started to draw back out of me slowly, before slamming back down hard.

My heart was thudding as he increased the tempo of his strokes, my breathing quickening almost in time to the hard fast pounding sensations as his cock slammed into my soaking wet cunt again and again.

He moved his hand from my breasts and took my hand in his, moving it to the soft fleshy area under my tummy and just above my mound. Pressing my fingers down into my flesh with the palm of his hand he continued to move in and out in rhythm with my wiggling hips. I could feel his cock under my skin with each thrust, his low deep moans telling me he could in turn feel the pressure from my dainty fingers against his shaft. His grip on my hand tightened as I felt the tell tale signs of his impending orgasm ripple through me. I groaned out loud as his shaft seemed to swell inside me, minute spasms pulsed against the inner walls of my cunt . I clenched my PC muscles to intensify the feelings, the gentle tingling swept over me as the fire in the pit of my tummy grew as he started to thrust faster and deeper.

"Sir, please I'm going to cum. Fuck!" I screamed.

"Cum... for... me... Precious, NOW!" His words iterated by a set of hard, deliberate deep thrusts as his fingers moved from my tummy to my clit. The sensations of the strokes across my swollen sensitive bud sent me reeling over the edge.

As my sex pulsed and spasmed against his cock he continued his thrusts, speeding up as he edged closer to his own release. Moving his hand from my clit to my legs as his nails dug into my thighs as he pulled me back against him as he thrust forward.

"FUCK NOW!!" He hollered as he stilled against me, his body pressed tight against my back, pushing my breasts hard against the blanket covering the tree trunk enough for me to feel the contours of the bark beneath me. His shaft seemed to swell and contract as I felt every pump of his semen fill my now sensitive cunt.

A soft kiss on my neck sent shivers down my spine and broke me from my reverie, I had been so lost in the moment, I hadn't noticed the spots of rain that were breaking through the natural umbrella of the trees canopy.

"Come on my precious little one, for as much as I'd like to stay here and enjoy you some more, I think we should be getting back. Silky worries enough when the weather is good!"

"Yes Sir, grand idea! I don't find riding in the rain the best fun, I admit!"

His hands gently circled my waist and lifted me back onto my feet, well I think they were my feet but from the jelly like qualities my legs seemed to have acquired in the last half hour, I wasn't quite sure! A small chuckle from behind me told me that he knew just how hard I was trying to get my legs to obey the signals from my brain.

"Left, right, left..." He uttered not even trying to hid the mirth behind the words.

"I don't know what your laughing about, its your fault! If you are not careful you shall have to carry me back to the bikes." I smiled as I spun round to face him, looking up into his eyes and melting as I saw the look of deep contentment reflected in them.