I had found myself a rock poking out from the water at the edge of the lake, near our campsite. The lake that was directly in the line of the spring sun, in order to help dry my now loose hanging hair. I was enjoying the afternoon as the wonderful smells of dinner spread to my nostrils. Alex had always enjoyed cooking over an open flame. Though we did prepare all the meat and vegetables at home before setting out, it was still a bit of work. That is why I was surprised when I suddenly felt his grip under my chin and my collar secured back around my neck.
"That's enough lazing around pet. It's time to earn your keep."
I blushed at that comment. I had just been lying around while he had sat up camp, haven't I? I felt a bit embarrassed about my selfishness, even though a part of me was convinced he had planned it from the beginning.
"Yes sir, what do you need help with?"
I dragged myself out of the water and looked around for my clothes, but they were nowhere to be seen. I looked at him puzzled, but he gave me a knowing smile.
"I prefer you like this."
He said, leaning against a tree and looking at me with that confident smile, he always knew how to get one over on me, and I couldn't help but giggle. Yep, definitely all planed out like this. Luckily for my ass Alex decided to ignore my little outburst, instead calmly grabbing me by the collar he led me up to the small wooden shelter looking out over the lake he had no doubt fixed up a bit. In front if it the campfire was smoldering, and Alex's signature wilderness stew bubbling happily over it. As we walked, he slid over to the side of me, and I felt something round, hard and cold push against my backdoor. That gorgeous steel butt plug he got me for valentines slipping snugly between my cheeks, as I let out a gasp of surprise.
"I want you to look after our dinner while I go fishing, think you can manage that?"
He said with that cocky tone I know so well. That way of talking that means both of us know he got something entirely different in mind than what he is saying.
"Yes sir, I think I could manage."
I gave him a nod.
"Good pet."
He praised me, before suddenly the hand that mere seconds before had been resting on the plug came down hard on my right asscheek to a surprised whimper from me.
"You still got to count them."
The whisper in my ear reminded me that I still wasn't done with my punishment from earlier, and I quickly obeyed before he could decide it didn't count.
"six!"
Alex chuckled, letting go of my collar and letting me sit down on a large stump by the fire, facing the lake. He headed over to the backpacks to grab the fishing equipment. I slowly stirred the stew while staring at the fire. A couple of newly added logs were burning at the side, while the stew was happily bubbling on top of the smoldering charcoal. The heat was definitely appreciated, even though the weather was wonderful I would surely start freezing if I didn't dry off, especially as evening drew closer. I quickly got lost in my own thoughts, still I was only slightly surprised when Alex returned with two wooden clothespins tied together with some string, that was then attached to the end of his fishing line. He didn't say anything, that way he looked at me with a smile that dared me to talk while he applied a pin to each of my nipples.
"I wonder what I'm going to catch today."
He joked and made his way over to the rock I had been resting against earlier. To begin with he let me get used to the improvised clamps he had always preferred to the specialized equipment. The initial pinching didn't hurt for very long before it turned into a low, slightly uncomfortable burning. That was, until he decided to give the string a pull. I felt like I was going to be pulled into the fire, but Alex always knew what he was doing. He applied just enough to pull to inflict me a bit of pain and make me produce those whimpers and groans he oh so loved listening to.
"Doing OK over there? I would hope you would be able to handle such a simple task."
I could hear him holding back his chuckles, pretending he wasn't hurting my poor little nipples every time he pulled on the fishing rod. This was the type of game he loved to play. I had to lean back to make sure he didn't pull me back towards him, and that, obviously, meant my own weight put pulled in the other direction. Obviously, nothing was stopping me from getting up and stumbling towards him, let him reel me in. But he had ordered me to stay put, so for as long as I could manage the pain I would stay in place, entertain him with my whimpers and gasps while trying my best to keep the stew from burning. Though, I couldn't honestly say I didn't enjoy the pain, at least on some level.
"This one really is a fighter, but I think it's time finally realed her in."
That was my warning, a change of order so to say, I let go of the wooden spoon just in time to stumble around the campfire and let Alex reel me in. I stumbled forward, putting up a token resistance I knew he was going to enjoy, before falling into his embrace and a deep, long kiss.
"good girl."
Alex whispered into my ear, turning my legs into mush. His hands roamed my body, tracing my inner thighs, possessively grasping at my ass and pushing on the plug. Then his other hand came down hard on my right check.
"Seven..."
I barely remembered to count, but Alex was still playing with me. His hands finally made their way up to my breasts and removing both clothespins at the same time. That is when the real pain hit, that sudden agonizing feeling as blood rush back into my nipples was both the best, and most painful part of this type of play. I whimpered, burying my face between his shoulder and neck to hide my slight sobbing. Alex held me close while I recovered.
"There there pet."
