The Cabin Day 2

Chapter 30

THE CABIN, DAY TWO

(Author's note: This chapter is a continuation of the previous chapter and may be more meaningful if one reads that first.)

Suzie and I awoke to the sounds of birds singing and the aroma of coffee brewing. I heard Bob and Julie talking quietly downstairs. I guessed that they were the only ones out of bed so far. We hadn't heard anything from the room next to ours where Len and Leila were probably just as wiped out from yesterday's activities as Suzie and I were. It felt good to just lie in bed next to Suzie, reflecting on our weekend in the Smoky Mountains. What had already transpired and what was yet to come.

We both went to the bathroom, donned the robes we had brought from home and went downstairs to join Bob and Julie in the kitchen. They were already wearing their black leather outfits. Bob was at the gas range, scrambling eggs and frying bacon, just like a short order cook. He had donned an apron to protect his bare chest from splattering grease. Julie had the dining table set nicely for what looked and smelled like breakfast fit for royalty.

Pretty swanky for a cabin in the mountains, if you ask me,

I thought.

When Julie saw us she gave a cheery "Good morning, you two. Sleep well?"

Suzie answered, "Like two logs. We were wiped out after yesterday's doings here."

"Especially the nightcap you two had upstairs. My Lord, girlfriend, what did that man of yours do to you? I want him to give Bob lessons. And I thought you two were just beginners."

I mentioned, "Hey, we heard you guys and Len and Leila after we were finished, although it sounded kind of muffled compared to Suzie."

Julie said, "Actually it was. After hearing Suzie we decided to use a gag. We

are

pretty isolated here, but in the still of the night Suzie might have been heard in the next county. I know Leila likes to hear Len scream but being in a strange environment I imagine she thought better of it. You, though, Tom, I think you just wanted to show off."

I replied, "You know, Julie, after being treated like a goddamn subby all day, I really felt the need to show my little bitch here what I really am. I hope I wasn't too hard on her. Sorry, Hon, if I was."

"Are you kidding," Suzie said. "God, that was the best sex I've ever had. Bookmark that page in your playbook."

Just then Len and Leila walked in, also wearing black leather. Leila said, "It sounded like the best sex

anyone

ever had. Suzie you

have

to tell me all about what went on in your room. Oh, and by the way, good morning, everyone."

In unison, the four of us replied, "Good morning."

From the stove Bob said, "Sit down everyone. Breakfast is ready." Bob dished out the bacon and eggs and Julie passed the plates around. With coffee, orange juice, toast and jam, we could have been at IHOP. Suzie and I felt overdressed, so we shed our robes. "That's better," Bob said. "That's why I keep the fire going."

After breakfast, Julie said, "Let's go for a little hike in the woods at ten o'clock. The sun should be high enough to warm things up. Everybody just wear shoes, cuffs and collars. The fresh air and the sun will feel good on your skin. That's one reason why people become naturists. So let's meet on the front porch at ten."

Bob added, just before we headed upstairs, "Oh, and Suzie, bring your whip along."

When we got to our room I said to Suzie, "I didn't even know you brought the whip. I didn't see it when we brought things inside yesterday."

"Oh, I didn't pack it. It wouldn't fit so I just tossed it in the trunk. It's still there, I guess. When I had lunch with Julie last week she said that Bob had told her to tell me to be sure to bring it. Guess he has something in mind, huh?"

"You can bet he has something in mind. I wonder whose ass he'll be having you whip out there in the woods. Knowing him as I do now, probably everyone's. Except his, of course. You're the only one who's safe, because nobody else knows how to use that whip. Don't you ever teach him."

"Oh, I won't. He's mean enough as is. You know, it's starting to bother me how sadistic he is. Like at his party. You know, with the Sybian thing. He made everyone, even the doms subject themselves to it. But not him, of course."

"Yeh. I thought about that. But all those times, including yesterday here, were at his parties, at his places. At George and Mildred's he went along with George's games."

"You're right, he did. But I still think he goes too far sometimes. I feel sorry for Julie, and yet she insists it's OK with her...all that he does to her."

I sighed and said, "Today should be very interesting. Let's get ready."

As soon as we stepped outside at ten o'clock I understood what Julie meant. The warm, fresh air on my skin felt wonderful, especially on the parts that weren't used to being exposed to the elements. Suzie told me that she felt the same way. She liked the way her breasts felt, not being bound by a bra or a swim suit. Freedom was good!

"Tom," she said. "Would you get the whip out of the car for me?"

I did, and when I returned to the porch everyone else was there, ready for our hike in the woods. We were all basically naked except for Bob who was wearing his leather pants and carrying a back pack. I noticed that he wasn't wearing any cuffs. This immediately brought my conversation with Suzie to mind. Following Bob single file, we marched around the side of the house to a small trail that led up a gentle incline into a wooded area behind the cabin.

Bob said, "This trail was probably made by deer who use it as their pathway through the forest. Deer usually do that. Makes it easier for them to navigate through the forest by following the same route."

Len, Leila, Suzie and I were all mesmerized by the brilliance of the autumn colors all around us. Bright and dark reds, orange, yellow, and all the shades in between made an awe inspiring pallet that no artist could duplicate. Even the leaves that had fallen to the ground were incredibly colorful. In no time we came to a clearing and Bob said, "Let's stop here for a while and just take in the beauty around us. I mean the trees, not the naked women."

Len said, "You take in the trees, Bob. I'll concentrate on the women. We sure have three fine examples of beautiful females here."

"You got that right, Len," I said.

"OK," Bob said. "Since you feel that way let's pose two of those beauties so you can take them all in. I'm keeping

my

beauty for myself. Have other plans for her. Leila, come over here, darling."

Bob headed toward a young maple tree whose trunk was about six inches in diameter. Leila followed him there. He told her, "Stand right here, Leila. With your back against the tree." When she did as he said, he pulled her hands behind the tree and fastened her wrist cuffs together. "There," Bob said. "Now nothing can obstruct our vision of this lovely thing. That OK with you, Len? I mean, us men ogling your wife...uh, I mean your dominatrix?"

Len answered, "Sure. It's OK. I'm glad to share her. I mean, if it's OK with her, of course."

"Of course," Bob replied, sarcastically. "Now, let's have Suzie over by this tree over here," he said, pointing to another similar size tree about fifteen feet to the side of where Leila was bound. He fastened Suzie's wrists behind that tree trunk as he had Leila's. "OK with you, Tom? You got to admit, the forest never looked this good, right?"

I had to admit. The scenery sure looked delicious in this neck of the woods. I asked, "What about Julie? There's more trees."

"Oh, don't worry about Julie. She and I are going to leave you four alone here for a while. We have something else to do while you take care of the girls' dilemma here."

"What dilemma? Other than being tied to the trees." I asked.

"Oh, you'll see, Tom" Bob reached into the bag he had carried from the cabin. "You see, the girls are going to have some of this honey on the inside of their legs, all the way up to their pussy." He held up the bear-shaped plastic jar for us to see. "It's harmless enough, and delicious. Just one problem, though. There are lots of ants in the forest, and it usually doesn't take more than a few minutes for them to find something sweet to eat. And once they do they call all their friends and invite them to a feast."

Bob started squeezing the "bear honey jar" and left a trail of honey from Suzie's ankles up the inside of her legs and then squeezed some on his fingers and spread it on her pussy. He finished with a good sized glob inserted inside her vagina. He repeated the process on Leila.

"They're harmless ants, fortunately, yet most gals don't relish them crawling over their bodies, especially around and inside the pussy. So, you see, that is the dilemma. Only one solution as I see it. You two gallant husbands will have to remove the honey before the ants find it. Think you can do that?"

Len and I both said "Sure" together. I added, "We have enough water with us and a couple of rags we can use to wash it off. Right, Len?"

"No problem. I don't mind washing Leila's pussy for her. She might even enjoy it if I do it right."

Leila grinned and said, "And you

better

do it right if you know what's good for you."

Bob said, "All right. Julie and I can leave you now. Be back in ten or fifteen minutes. You better get to your chores. Oh, I almost forgot. One more thing I have to do. Come here a sec, guys."

We walked over to where Bob and Julie were standing and he walked around behind Len and me. Grabbing my hands he pulled them behind my back and quickly fastened my wrists together. Before we knew what was going on he had done the same with Len's arms. When we looked up Bob and Julie had left and were walking up the trail.

"Shit! Len yelled. "What'll we do now?" The girls were starting to panic, thinking the ants would be finding the honey soon.

"Take it easy," I said, calmly. "Simple. Len and I can just unfasten each other's cuffs, and then we can unfasten Leila's and Suzie's. Bob's not as shrewd as he thinks he is. Here, Len, undo these things. I turned so my back was facing his back.

Len took a glance at my cuffs to see how he could unhook them. "Shit!" he yelled again. "They're padlocked. That bastard padlocked the cuffs together, and I don't see no key around, do you?"

"Damn him," I said. "I'll bet he padlocked the girls to the tree, too." We ran over to the two trees and confirmed my suspicions. Now the girls were really starting to panic.

Suzie screamed, "Do something, Tom. The ants will be here any time. It's already been ten minutes."

Sounding very irritated, Leila yelled at Len and me. "For God's sake, Len. Get over here and start licking. Never thought I'd have to order you to do that. And if one ant crawls up my leg you'll be very sorry. You won't sit down for a week. The ride home tomorrow will be most uncomfortable."

I didn't wait for

my

orders. I knelt down in front of Suzie and she spread her legs apart. The rest came naturally. My honey never tasted so good. By the time I was working on her honey-covered clit she had forgotten all about the ants.

Len and I had just about completed our enviable task when Bob returned. Alone! "Where's Julie," I asked.

"Oh, I left her up the trail a little bit. It's a little opening in the forest, kind of like where we are here. It's one of her favorite places. If you guys are finished cleaning your wives I'll unlock them and we can join Julie. I suggest you get as much of that honey out of their pussies as you can, though. You leave too much inside it might be like Super Glue when you stick your cocks in there."

"Hmmm," I said. "Don't know if that would be bad or good."

Len said, "Come on, Bob. Unlock them so we can get going. And while you're at it unlock our wrists, too."

"Sure, Len. Then we'll head out to find Julie."

It wasn't very far up the trail before we reached the small clearing where Bob had left Julie. Left her, indeed! No one was shocked, but a little surprised, to find Julie with her arms stretched high above her head, her wrists fastened to a rope which looped over a sturdy tree branch and then was tied off to the trunk of that same tree. She was stretched enough that she was on her tip-toes, barely touching the ground. Of course she was naked, save for shoes and cuffs. Oh, yes...and a blindfold and ball gag.

Bob handed Suzie her whip, which he had carried up the trail while Suzie was having the honey licked off her body. "OK Suz, I know she's your best friend, but we all know that she craves the endorphins that only pain can release. Do her a favor, and don't hold back."

Suzie more or less reluctantly took the whip and walked toward Julie, who had to struggle to keep her balance. After taking some practice swings until the whip was snapping sharply, Suzie aimed for Julie's buttocks and scored two direct hits. Julie cried out through her gag, her body swaying out of control as she instinctively tried to avoid the next strikes but having no way for her feet to stop her movement.

Suzie kept aiming for Julie's back side...shoulders, buttocks, and thighs...but had trouble hitting the targets which kept moving as Julie struggled to avoid the strokes. Eventually Suzie just stood still and let Julie's twisting and turning determine where the whip would land. Without the ball gag, her screams would have surely been heard by someone in the neighborhood.

When Julie's body was crisscrossed, front and back, with red stripes, Bob said, 'That's enough, Suzie. Good job. Now you and Len come over here next to Julie. Suzie, you stand in front of her and Len, you stand behind her. Both of you facing Julie's body." Bob took Suzie's wrists and fastened them together behind Len's neck. Then he took Len's wrists and fastened them behind Suzie's neck. Julie was now sandwiched between them.

Bob then handed me a flogger and Leila a leather paddle. After putting ball gags in each of their mouths, he said, "Ok, let'em have it. Take turns who you're hitting and don't hold back. I want to see some nice rosy skin on those two. Then we can head back to the cabin for lunch."

Since I had the flogger, I started on Suzie's shoulders and back. Leila couldn't use the paddle up there so I let her concentrate on the asses. Occasionally I would aim for the thighs. This elicited louder cries than the upper back did. Leila was flailing away with her paddle, causing the loudest screams from both Len and Suzie. They were both definitely getting pinker, and then redder, until Bob decided the color was bright enough that we could break for lunch. "Whew!"

We each hugged our spouses for a minute to let them know that we loved them. I wondered how we could be sure that they still loved us after what we had just done. But I was beginning to understand how the dynamics of a BDSM relationship worked. Indeed, I had been on the receiving end a few times and found myself getting aroused despite my domineering mindset. I was confused about the whole thing.

I guess I'll figure it out someday.

Back at the cabin the girls took charge of putting lunch together. Apparently Leila had volunteered to provide Saturday's lunch and had been shopping before we picked her up Friday. Ready-made deli sandwiches, potato salad and an assortment of soft drinks and beer. (Bob said we could have one beer each for lunch, but no more. We needed to be sober if we were to continue our BDSM activities. We did expect to continue as that was the reason for being there. So far we all seemed to be enjoying ourselves.

While lunch was being prepared I took the opportunity to ask Bob about the Sybian. "Can you show me how that Sybian thing works? Ever since your party I've been wondering about it. You obviously added your own touch to the way they come, right?"

"Right," Bob answered. "Come over here and I'll show you. I'm rather proud of it myself. Of course, I had to have help with the computer stuff. A techy guy I know... actually from the Club...did the programming. It's complicated, but he did it in a way that makes it simple to operate.

You see, the way the Sybian is made it has the dildo that moves and vibrates, and the pad in front of the dildo that just vibrates. That's fine for stimulating a person and maybe giving them an orgasm or two. What I added was the devious stuff that you saw at my party. Metal dildos and pads that can be electrified with a TENS unit. Look in here," he said as he opened a box that was sitting next to his computer on a nearby table.

"Here are the alternate Dildos. Different sizes, and some intended for back door use, if you know what I mean."

"You mean someone sits up there with one of those up their ass?" I asked.

"Sure. I didn't use them at my party because of you and Len being there. I wasn't sure how you... especially

you...

would handle that."

"Thank you for that. Good call."

"So the rest is just the computer program. You can make up whatever program you want, using whatever equipment you want, whatever timing you want, however much power and intensity you want." Bob showed me how to set up a mock program. It was indeed an easy system to work with. Even I could figure it out.

The girls called us to lunch and we joined the others.

After lunch, the men cleaned up the kitchen, everyone cleaned up themselves, and we all got some rest. Bob told Len and me that tonight the three of us were in charge of fixing dinner. He was going to barbecue and Len and I just had to help. We could do that. Bob told everyone to rest for a half hour or so and then he had another game planned. What next?

With our lunch digested and our bodies rested we all gathered on the front porch to enjoy the balmy fall weather and the beauty that was the Smoky Mountains. Bob didn't let us linger too long, though, before he summoned us upstairs. "Everyone in

our

bedroom please. Naked except for wrist and ankle cuffs. No shoes needed. And no, we're not going to have six-way sex, although the thought does have its appeal."

Wondering what Bob had in store for us next we all traipsed up the stairs and gathered in his and Julie's bedroom. Their bed, a California King, had only the bottom sheet covering it. The rest of the bedding was neatly folded and draped over the spanking bench in the corner of the room.

I guess we're not here to use that piece of equipment. I imagine that Julie has spent a lot of her time up here bent over that,

I thought.

Bob and Julie came in and the rest of us looked at them expectantly, anxious to hear the plans for our next adventure in "the cabin".

Bob started, "OK, we're going to have a little competition now. It'll be between teams of two, a guy and a gal. We'll have three competitions, each with different partners, so each of us will get to pair up with each person of a different gender. These will be races against the clock. We'll keep track of each person's times and the three with the best total times will get to discipline the three with the worst times. I call this 'bondage and discipline', the BD part of BDSM. You'll see the 'bondage' part in a minute.

"Now the playing field, so to speak, is the bed. Each team, lying on the bed, must rotate themselves around the bed. You'll start lying sideways across the middle of the bed and rotating first past the headboard where you start the timer and grab the washcloth that'll be hanging there. You keep rotating your bodies, dropping the washcloth in the bucket at the foot of the bed, and then continuing around to stop the timer. Your time, in seconds, will be your score for that round."

Julie went on, "To be absolutely fair, everything will be chosen randomly by drawing cards. Partners for each round and how the partners will be configured. And in each round all the teams will be configured the same. Now let's start. Here's a deck of cards. Let's have the men draw to see who goes first. High card goes first, low card goes last. Aces are high."