We met on the Internet about six months ago, and we have continued talking every day since then. We talk on the computer and the phone. I am ecstatic to meet you in person. Your voice fills me with longing. You have become very important to me since we began our online romance. I have presented myself to you. This weekend, you will officially make me your slave. I want to serve you body, mind, heart and soul. I am certain you will provide my body the sweet torture it needs. I know you insist upon complete obedience from me. I am prepared to surrender all that I am to you.
Since this is our first visit, I am incredibly nervous. I am anxiety-ridden that I won't meet your expectations of a good slave. I am apprehensive of the bondage and discipline you will show me. I do trust you, but this is all so new to me.
You have given me detailed instructions about how to get to your cabin at Mt. Rainier. You told me exactly how to dress. It is fall and the air is crisp as I drive to meet you. You have instructed me to wear a black, short shirt with no panties underneath, a black garter belt and sheer black stockings. I am wearing black, knee-high leather boots with four-inch heels. My blouse is red plaid with delicate buttons all the way down the front. I have it unbuttoned about two thirds of the way down and my black, push-up lace bra is exposing my ample tits for all to see. I have already stopped on my journey twice as you asked me to do. Once, I stopped to get gas at a service station outside of Seattle. I chuckled to myself as the man inside stared appreciatively at my chest and whistled as I walked slowly back to my car. My pussy got wet thinking about how well I followed your orders. My next stop was for an early lunch in Tacoma. I made sure the man at the coffee shop counter got a good view as I bent over to pick up my purse from the floor before I left.
After lunch, I got back into my little car and continued driving through Tacoma and up into the mountains. You told me to turn right off the main mountain road at the second stop sign, and then turn right at the fourth stop sign. You said to stop at the small roadside cafe a mile down the road to use the phone. Your cabin is difficult to find and you said you would meet me there after I called.
I was excited to be close to you as I bolted out of my car and hurried to the payphone. I noticed that the cafe was closed and looked like it had been for some time. The phone was isolated a bit from the road and this made me slightly nervous. I was standing at the phone searching for change in my purse when a hand went over my nose and mouth. I tried to scream but no sound came out. I felt my body pushed forward into the payphone and I was terrified.
I heard a menacing voice in my ear say, "Listen bitch, just do what I say and I'll let you live! Ya hear?"
I nodded my head, as I was unable to speak through the man's hand. The man shoved what felt like a rubber ball into my mouth and he slipped something over my head so I couldn't see anything. I felt him snatch the car keys from my hand and begin to drag me beside him. I correctly assumed he was putting me in the passenger seat of my car. I heard him get in and start my car and pull away at a high speed.
Tears were streaming down my face. "Oh God, " I thought. "How can this be happening? I was on my way to meet you, my beloved Master, and now this? Is this man going to kill me? Rape me?"
I wanted to plead with him to let me go but I couldn't speak a word. The car came to a jerk and stopped. I heard him get out and quickly, he opened my door.
"Get out!"
I hesitated for a moment and he grabbed my hair through the hood on my head and dragged me out of my car. I heard him shut my car door and he continued to drag me away. The noises I was making around the object in my mouth evidently annoyed him because he stopped and grabbed me by the throat and said,
"Shut up!"
I felt him pull me down a hill and for a moment, we both lost our footing. I recovered first and tried to escape my attacker. I tried to pull the hood off my head so I could see but it wouldn't come off. I began to run blindly into what appeared to be forest but stumbled due to the boots I was wearing. I could hear him behind me swearing and stumbling. Suddenly, I was crushed to the ground by his body weight. I knew then I would pay for what I had done. I only hoped he wouldn't hurt me or kill me.
Chapter 2
My attacker laughed in my ear and muttered in a low growl, "You didn't think that would work did you?"
I remained silent and tears streamed down my face as I thought of you. How I wished I were in your arms right now instead of held to the ground by this madman.
The force of being knocked to the ground had dislodged the object in my mouth and I begged him to stop. "Please let me go," I cried. "My Master awaits me."
He only grunted and laughed at me.
I could feel my short skirt around my waist and realized I was exposing myself to him. I began to struggle again only to feel him push his knee into my pussy. He was very strong and I was tiring from the encounter. I heard a click and knew from growing up with men who hunt that it was a knife.
I sucked in my breath and said, "Please don't hurt me. I'll stop fighting you. Just don't hurt me."
He slowly pulled the sharp knife across my lower stomach along the line of my garter belt. He didn't cut me but I was terrified he would. I could hear him utter a slow moan of pleasure at this and knew what his intent was. I held very, very still and tried not to breathe. I felt him point the tip of the knife on my mound. Then, I heard him unfastening his pants and them dropping to the ground. I still silently cried but remained still so as not to enrage him further. He knew he had broken me and removed the knife. I was sure that it wouldn't be far away. He aggressively grabbed my hands and tied them together with some rope, which he tied to something above my head. I hung there without any resistance, my breath coming in low sobs. He ripped off my skirt and my blouse and left me totally naked except for the hood on my head, black lace bra and my garter belt and stockings. I felt his knife come between my breasts and cut my bra off in one swift movement. I could hear him walking around me examining me. I heard his breath becoming ragged. The noises I heard next I could not distinguish and I was insane with fear. All at once, I felt an violent sting across my ass and I jumped. His hand pushed down immovably on my shoulder and I felt another blow. He was using a switch on me. Each blow was more brutal than the previous one. I was screaming by now. I didn't care if he killed me.
His sharp assaults on my body continued for what felt like hours and I once again weakened. I fought no more and only hung limply from the rope.
He saw my resistance was gone and grunted satisfaction. I heard him cut the rope and I fell to the leaf covered ground. I was motionless and exhausted. I felt him converge upon me and push me onto my stomach. He raised my hips a bit and gave my ass another hard slap with his hand. I didn't even move.
