We have the luxury of a national park in our area. The park is about 58,000 acres, so there are areas that are not visited by many people. But you never know. Perhaps that's another story. This story came as my musings during a walk in the park. Constructive comments are invited and cherished.
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I parked the car and we got out. This was a nice place to start our walk. Mistress had decided we needed to get out some. I went around and opened her door for her to exit the car. Then i got the day pack from the back seat, locked the car and followed Mistress. I had on a yellow tank top and a jean skirt that ended about two inches above my knees. I wore my bra and panties and had some 3" heeled sandals.
There was only one car in the lot and no one to be seen. The day was bright sunshine with puffy white clouds riding the breeze. The temperature was perfect. The sun was warm when we were directly in it, and noticeably cooler when we walked through a shady patch.
It wasn't really a trail, just a place where the meadow grass was a little shorter. Of course I wondered why she had picked this place, but would find out soon enough. I knew better than to question Mistress.
We had turned a corner and could no longer see the parking lot. Mistress suddenly stopped as if she had forgotten something. She went behind me and started rummaging in the backpack. I tried to imagine what she was looking for, water maybe? I just stood still and let her do what she needed to do. Finally, I heard her say "A ha,".
The next I knew, she put a collar around my neck. It was just a little tighter than I would have liked, but I would adjust. Then she attached a leash, turned her back on me and said "Come pet".
I was a little slow in starting and the leash pulled tight. We continued to walk the meadow toward the tree line. As long as I kept up with Mistress I was all right.
Suddenly, Mistress stopped. In my daydream, I almost bumped into her. That would not have been good.
"I almost forgot," she said and started to rummage in the pack again.
What could it be, I wondered. I found out soon enough. Mistress pulled my hands behind me and cuffed them. Then she took a rope and tied my elbows. I thought she was done, but not yet. She put some shackles on my ankles with about two feet of chain between them. Now I knew I was going to have a problem.
She took the leash and started up again. It took all my concentration to keep up with her without stumbling on the uneven ground. I started sweating and it ran down my back and my front. It caused me to itch from the tickle. Mistress never looked back. She knew I was right behind her.
The trail, such as it was, entered the woods. In the shade, the sun was much less intense. It was very pleasant when the breeze reached the ground.
After a few minutes, we turned off the trail and walked about fifty yards. Now I was really getting worried. This was so out of our usual scenes. What other surprises was she going to spring on me?
I caught just the briefest whiff and knew that Mistress was excited. Then I realized that the wetness between my legs was more than just sweat. I smiled to myself. What ever she had in mind would be very interesting.
Again, she stopped suddenly. At least this time I did not come close to colliding with her. Then she untied my elbows, uncuffed me and ordered me to strip to the waist.
"Pardon," I said before I even realized. Then I winced as her riding crop contacted my butt. I bit my tongue to keep from crying out.
"What did you say?" she asked.
"Yes Mistress," I replied and started to strip. Normally I'm not too modest, but things had changed over the past year or so. As a male, stripping to the waist was no big deal. What was different now was a year on female hormone treatment. My breasts had developed and were B cup. Definately not male. In addition, I felt different than I had as a male. I had never been bare while outside this way.
I took the tank top off and the bra. My nipples stood up in the cool breeze.
Mistress tapped them with her crop. I knew better than to try to cover them, but had to concentrate. Then she struck each one quite hard and I had to suck my breath in.
Mistress pulled me between two trees. She tied one hand to each tree. They were far apart enough that my hands were pulled tight. She tightened the ropes just a bit more.
I still didn't know what to expect, but I could tell it was exciting. The tingle between my legs were not a lie. All sorts of thoughts went through my head. What if someone came by? What would they think? Then I thought about what my circumstances were and realized it wasn't for me to worry about. Anything Mistress wanted was what I needed to do, not only for her, but for me too.
She pulled my skirt off, then slowly removed my panties. I felt the cool breeze on my most private areas. I noticed I was halfway hard. I also revelled in her hand on me as she caressed the mark on my butt from her crop. I expected there would be more before she was done.
I felt her hand on me some more. Then the crop between my legs. I spread them apart for her. Then she struck me hard enough to sting on the inside of my thigh. MMMMMMM that one hurt.
She took more rope and tied my ankles to the trees so they were spread. Here I was spread eagle naked between two trees in the woods. I was helpless and enjoying it.
I heard her behind me looking in the back pack. What else did she have in there.
"Close your eyes," she ordered.
I did as she told me and heard her come around in front. She ran her hands over my chest and toyed with my nipples. She pinched one very hard and pulled it. I moaned in pain and pleasure. Then there was real pain as the clamp was placed on the very erect nipple. All I could focus on was the nipple with the clamp. Then she clamped the other one. A chain connected the clamps and she put a weight on it. No matter how hard I tried, it would move. This would increase the feeling in my nipples.
I felt her hand feeling between my legs. Then she grabbed a handful of balls and just pulled hard. When I thought it couldn't get worse, she slapped them with her other hand. My knees buckled and tears came to my eyes and my weight was held by my arms. I finally got my legs under me again.
