Somewhere in central Ohio, I looked over at my sexy little sub as she stares out the passenger window at the landscape streaming by. She has her wavy brown hair down over her shoulders, covering the spaghetti strap tank top she is wearing. An appropriate summer complement, the flowery, loose miniskirt covers only part of her muscular legs. Not even breaking five feet tall, she comfortably has her legs crossed in her seat. I place my hand on her exposed thigh. Her skin is smooth and warm as I expect her entire lower body to be because I had instructed her to make sure she was smooth shaven before we left the hotel this morning.
She looks at me, and we exchange smiles. She lays her hand on mine, and I turn my head back to the road. There are not many cars on this stretch of highway, so I start looking for a place to pull over that is close to the dense brush that lines the road. Finding a suitable area, I slow down, and start to ease the car to side of the road.
"Sir, why are you stopping?" My sub asks.
"Put your shoes on," I respond directly.
"Yes, Sir." My sub obeys instantly, and begins to slide her feet into the tennis shoes on the floor.
When the car stops, I remove the keys, get out, and walk around to the rear passenger side door while my sub laces up her shoes. I pull out a small string bag that I had ready for the occasion. Lying next to it are my sub's collar and leash. With her shoes on and tied, she gets out of the car, shuts the door, and faces me awaiting direction.
"Turn around," I tell her. She does.
I reach over her, placing the collar on her neck, and snap it closed underneath her hair on the back of her neck. I then affix the leash to the D-ring on the front of her collar. I swing the bag onto my back, grab the end of the leash, and say, "Walk with me." I lock the car, and we begin down the grassy slope toward the trees.
I lead her into the trees through a small opening. I hold a thick branch of leaves up high for her. The area is very densely wooded, and I cannot see through to another road or establishment. I pull a bright red cloth out of my pocket and hang it on the branch to mark where we entered. I only have a couple of those, but I plan on walking a good distance. I lead her on through the trees, trying to avoid fallen branches that she might trip on. I constantly look back to make sure I can still see the red cloth. When it begins to look very small, I stop and hang an orange one. We change direction, and walk another 50 feet or so. Looking back, I can see the orange cloth, but it is small. I tell my sub to stop, and I remove her leash. She waits obediently for her next instruction.
"Put your hands up," I say. She raises her arms straight over her head. I grab the bottom of her tank top, and pull it up over her head and off her arms. I hang it high on the tree next to us. She puts her hands down, and her exposed breasts fall just a little bit. I enjoy the view for a moment as she stands topless before me. She gives me a small, naughty grin. She has always been very uneasy about being undressed outdoors, but it appears that her apprehension is making it all the more fun. I restrain myself from groping her right now. We will be having plenty of fun soon.
I attach her leash and command, "Let's go," as I give a tug on her leash. I keep track of the faded green top as we move. As it begins to get smaller, I find a good tree for our next marker. I motion for her stop, and she does. I grab her hips, and pull her close to me. I look down into her eyes, as I search for what I want. I locate the zipper on the side of her skirt and open it. I slide it down her legs, and she steps out. I stand and hang the white length of cloth on the branch.
I reach around her and plant my hand firmly on her bare ass and give it a good squeeze. "Good girl," I say, taking note of the black and white lace thong I had instructed that she wear this morning. Seeing her so exposed has gotten me noticeably aroused. She looks down at the bulge in my shorts, and smiles broadly. She loves to see that she is pleasing me. She reaches out and rubs my cock through my shorts, but I smack her hand away.
"Were you given permission to touch my cock?" I ask.
"No, Sir," she says quietly, but still with her naughty grin. I know she wants to be punished, and she certainly will be.
"Walk," I command, and I pull her leash. The trees become slightly less dense as we walk, so we can go a bit farther from our last marker. Every time I look back, I make sure to glance down at my sub, watching her tits bounce as she hops over the uneven ground. Her strong legs look long and sexy with nothing to cover them. It is getting exceedingly hard for me to resist, so I make her stop.
"It looks like this will be our last checkpoint," I say, and she preempts me. She slides her fingers under the string of her thong, and slips it down over her tennis shoes. She stands up and holds the scanty piece of cloth out in front of her. I take it from her, grabbing the white, silky crotch. It is soaked through. She smiles at me proudly as I hang it on the nearest branch. I slide my hand down her abs to her smooth pussy. I rub her gently making sure she was thorough in her shaving this morning. "Good girl," I say as I pull her leash up toward me bringing her face to mine, and I kiss her firmly. I dip my middle finger between her smooth lips feelings her wetness. I drag my finger up over her clit getting small moan from her. I break the kiss, and lick my finger. "Delicious," I say. She beams proudly again.
"Come," I say as I lead her to our final destination. I scan the trees in front of us for the right one. I see a good one, and divert our path. The large beech tree is thick enough so that she could not wrap her hands all the way around, and its smooth bark makes it ideal for my plans. I lead her to the tree and tell her, "Put you hands high on the tree, spread your legs, and bend over." She complies, and I give her a good smack on her tight, round ass as I walk behind her. I drop the bag off my shoulders, and kneel down behind her. I look up to admire the view. With her legs spread wide, I can see the drops of wetness squeezing out between her lips. Her leash dangles from her neck, and she keeps her head facing forward like a good sub. I dig around in the bag, and find a length of rope. I stand and grab her left hand off the tree. I slide the pre-tied cuff around her wrist. I pass behind the tree and grab her other hand. I pull the rope tight so she is forced to step forward, and her tits are presses up against the tree. I use the loose end of the rope to tie her other wrist tightly, but not painfully.
I slide my left hand up her arm, across her back and down the other arm as I move behind her, and press her against the tree with my body. My hard cock, desperate for attention presses into the small of her back. I reach my right hand up to her neck and brush her hair back behind her shoulder. I lean down to give her a soft, sensual kiss on the neck, and I detach the leash from her collar.
I step away and go back to the bag. I put down the leash and pull out a small rubber ball gag. I go back to her and command, "Open your mouth." She complies. I shove ball into her mouth and attach the ends behind her head.
"We don't want to be attracting too much attention when you scream, now do we?" I whisper in her hear.
