We are spending the weekend at your country farm, a remote setting with vast acres of rolling hills, some open meadows, and some wooded areas. A victorian house and large barn stand in a clearing. Tire swings, deep porches, perhaps even a screened in porch area with a bed for those cool evenings that beckon you to stay outside all night watching the fireflies. After a relaxing day together you tell me that you have a surprise for me. You tell me to take off my shoes, my bra and panties. I do this and leave my things on the porch. I stand waiting for your direction. You kiss me deeply and put a blindfold over my eyes. You tell me, "Surrender to me" and as a sign of this I offer my wrists in front of me, pressed together, ready for you to bind them.
When you have me ready you lead me outside, slowly controlling my walk down the steps, but as we touch the grass you relax a little on my lead and simple guide me by holding my outstretched hands. I can feel the wet grass under my feet. The breeze is cool against the thin cotton of my sundress with buttons all the way down the front. My nipples are already hard from the cool air and the anticipation. As you lead me you tell me how very important it is for me to be quiet.
I can feel a wooden floor under my feet and I imagine we have entered the barn. You position me and I feel your hands under my skirt, caressing my legs from my thighs down to my ankles. As you reach my ankles, you tap my foot, which tells me to lift my foot and allow you to guide my leg. You place my foot into a cuff and I can feel you buckle it tightly. When you do the same with my other foot, I lift it and anticipate how far my legs will be spread, but you continue to move my foot farther over until I'm spread quite wide. Then my other ankle is buckled tightly and my balance waivers a bit. You put your hands on my hips to steady me and kiss me deeply. "Pretty soon, you won't be able to get away from me at all. This is what it means for me to own you . . . everything is under my control, including your pleasure. And tonight I want quite a lot of pleasure."
You life my arms over my head and hook the rope over something above me. There I am, stretched out in front of you completely vulnerable. You tell me how beautiful I look and remind me to stay quiet. For a long time you stroke my body, inside and outside of the dress. Touching, fondling, pinching, giving me little licks, bites, and nibbles. Your hands come close to my pussy but never touch me there. Eventually I begin to push my pussy toward you everytime you come close to it. You say in a semi-mocking tone, "Does your pussy want me slave?"
"Oh yes, please touch me. Please Sir, I'm so hot for you."
Without warning, you push two fingers inside. I am so wet. I begin to gasp and you immediately pull your fingers out and give my thigh a little pinch. "Shhhhhh."
You kiss me deeply, grabbing at my body in a way that I have come to love. It feels like you're devouring me, tasting me, sucking on your fingers to taste my wetness, then offering those same fingers to me. I suck on them while you send shivers through me by biting on my neck.
You start at the top of my dress. I feel your hands on either side of the neckline. You give the fabric a sharp tug and two buttons pop off. Your mouth envelopes the skin that was just uncovered. Another tug, more buttons fly, and your mouth moves lower. I'm biting my lips to keep silent. Another tug, one hand slips under my skirt and fingers my pussy. Under the blindfold I'm squeezing my eyelids shut, grimacing in order to keep quiet. "Wow, you're quite wet!"
When you have opened the dress to my waist you give one last tug and I feel the entire dress rip open. If I had felt vulnerable before, it's nothing to how exposed I feel now. Knowing that you will keep me safe, but not entirely sure where I am, if we are the only ones there, it's all amounting to a perfect "mind fuck." Your fingers slide into my pussy again. When you withdraw them, you replace them with the dildo of the rabbit, sliding in and out. You hold it deep inside of me and align the rabbit ears with my clit then turn on the vibration just enough to extract a moan from me. I want to move more into the feeling but I am unable to move because of the restraints. You can tell how much I want to cum and you remind me not to do it before asking permission. Then you bite my nipple and pull it out from my body, rolling it between your teeth and lips. You ask me if I feel like I could cum. "Yes Sir, can I? Can I please cum?"
"Oh, not yet." And with no warning you pull the rabbit out of my pussy. I hear you turn it off. You tell me to be patient, and quiet . . . and you'll be back "in a while." And with that you are gone.
You return after I have had what seems like hours to contemplate what you will do to me. I've had the urge to stratch my nose for a while, and i'm trying not to think about bugs that might be crawling or flying near me. I wonder at moments if you haven't left at all but are just seated a few feet away enjoying the sight of me. Then I hear your footsteps and I can feel the wetness start again between my legs - even before you've touched me.
I feel your hands lifting the hair off the back of my neck and your lips caressing me. Your hand encircles my neck while the other hand tugs my hair, pulling my head to the side. My nipples peak and i have goosebumps all over my arms. Your deep voice like a caress whispers in my ear, "I'm back."
"Welcome back Sir, I've missed you."
"I bet you have. Now where were we?" You push a finger back inside my pussy and say, "I think I was right about here, right?"
