It had been one hell of a year, for Lizzy and for her sir. So much had happened with work, with health and with families and while it was not over when the opportunity arose for them to spend the night at the campsite arose both jumped at the opportunity for some time away and some time together. They travelled separately to the secluded camping spot few knew about. No fancy equipment just two people wanting to revel in their need to play and feel.
Lizzy arrived first and found the perfect spot to park the car with some space to pitch a tent if they needed it. She slid from her vehicle and walked to the waterfront and watched the water and listened to the sound of it quietly lapping the shore beside her, the hum of the cicada's filled the air and drowned out any hint of humanity. She sat on the grass and lost her self in the location, so much so that when her sir arrived, she didn't hear his vehicle pull up a way behind her. A warm hand touched her head, slid down her check and came rest on the nape of her neck. Lizzy almost leapt out of her skin in fright at the first touch but upon realising who is was she sighed and relaxed into his gentle grip.
He sat down beside her, and she rested her head on his shoulder and together they watched the water for a time. Taking a breath and seeking a little distance from the world they had just left for a while.
Her sir stood and gently but firmly took her hand pulling her to her feet and leading her back to the vehicles. Both had vehicles suitable for an overnight sleep, but they had the place to themselves and their vehicles were parked in such a way as to create a private outdoor space between them. Sir kissed Lizzy deeply, tasting her, their tongues danced with each other. Held tight to each other. Sir slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a soft leather blindfold, which he then slid over Lizzy's eyes blocking out the day and robbing her of light and sight. She sighed not in fear but in contentment. She relaxed into her place as submissive to her sir. She placed her trust in him.
He pressed her gently but firmly back against his vehicle and she knew well enough to stay where he had put her. He slipped a wrist cuff around her right wrist the soft fur tickling and warming her wrist as he drew its strap through the buckle. The quiet click of metal on metal seemed so loud without her sight. He placed her hand above her head and pressed gently. She held it where it was put while he attended to her left wrist placing it next to the right above her head. He paused to brush her lips with his, she sighed. His hand giving her neck a gentle squeeze as he caressed her body on the way down to buckle cuffs snuggly around each ankle. His fingers slid up the inside of her thigh under her long dress and Lizzy automatically spread her legs shoulder distance apart. Open and available for whatever her sir wanted or needed. His fingers encountered the slick of wetness midway down her thigh. He followed it up to her dripping pussy, his breath on her face as he slid his finger so slowly through her wetness, finishing with a flick on her growing clit.
There was one last special adornment required for the transformation from strong independent woman to content, owned submissive. Her sir gently stroked her cheek and grasped her neck squeezing gently, tilting her chin up before slipping his thumb in her mouth. Warm leather replaced his hand and he turned her to face the vehicle hands still above her head before sliding the strap through the buckle and fastening the collar around her neck. Tight enough she could feel its constant warmth and presence but comfortable.
Now that she was completely owned her sir's hands roamed over her body pinching, squeezing, slapping. He spun her around, she let him guide her movements. Before starting his exploration of her front. Taking each breast into his hand, weighing them, freeing them from the confines of her bra and her dress so she was naked to the waist. He pinched each nipple firmly until Lizzy took a sharp breath with the pleasure pain. He lowered his head taking each nipple in turn between his teeth and tugging gently before suckling and tasting them leaving them wet with saliva. When the warmth of his mouth left the cool air quickly made them harden like little pebbles, cold a new sort of pleasure pain. Lizzy pressed her chest out wanting more of what her sir was giving. Her eyes closed in pleasure behind her blindfold.
Her sir moved away briefly she listened hard but couldn't figure out what he might be up to. She jumped when she felt his touch on her again, lifting one breast, brushing her cold nipple with his thumb before threading what could only be rope through the ring on her collar and beginning with her left breast, he began wrapping one end of the rope carefully around and around stretching her breast out from her body. The blood quickly building in the uncovered areola leaving it firm and her nipple even more sensitive. The rope was scratchy and tight but felt so delicious. Her sir moved onto her right breast and before long both breasts were tightly wrapped and tied. She could feel the weight of them on her neck.
He stepped back. Lizzie sighed and focused on her breath. Her sir can only have been admiring his handiwork. He stepped into her took each hand and lowered them to her sides, placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pressed down she followed his direction lowering herself down onto her knees, feeling the prickle of the grass. She knew he was standing in front of her as she slid her hands up his legs to his waist. Using touch alone she unbuckled his belt, undid the button and pulled down the zip. She could feel his cock growing under her touch and she couldn't wait to feel the soft skin on her cheek and in her mouth. She licked the tip tentatively before beginning the delicious job of suckling him until he was beyond ready.
