I stretched and laid my left arm around her body. Her breathing slowed down and a content sigh came over her lips.
"Hi there," I whispered, as I moved closer.
Her soft hair brushed against my face and I inhaled the flowery scent of her shampoo.
"Hello, Master," she whispered back and wiggled against me.
Her warm skin helped me relax and I slowly slid my hand further up until I cupped her breasts.
One final time she pushed her hips back against me, then she relaxed and stopped moving.
"How was your day?" I asked.
"Busy. I got all the laundry done, cleaned the shower and went to the gross store."
I chuckled. Gross store. She had picked that up from me but added her own twist by stretching the s until both words seemed to run together.
"What did you get?"
"Not much, Master. Some yogurt for you, pork chops for tomorrow. Other than that, mostly stuff I needed to clean the bathroom."
"Really? Why didn't you tell me, we could have gone to Sam's. Cheaper that way."
"Yes, Master. I didn't want to bother you."
I brushed her hair out of the way and gently kissed the back of her neck.
"You never bother me and you know I like going to the store with you."
"I know. Any chance to embarrass me," she said.
She tried to turn but stopped when I tightened my grip on her breast.
"As if you mind," I said. "You were the one who had exhibitionism rated a 5 on your checklist. The only 5 if I recall."
"Not the only one, Master. Sex in public was a 5 too!"
We both laughed.
"Then what's the problem with me pulling your skirt up?"
I felt her nipple press harder against my palm. Just the idea of showing off her curvy body turned her on.
"No problem, Master," she whispered and moved even tighter against me. "I was just teasing you."
"You sure? I know I have been working a lot lately." I took a slow, deep breath. "Why don't you come to Denver with me next week?"
Her head snapped around and she smiled at me. "Really, Master? That would be awesome."
I smiled and kissed her cheek. "Awesome? Ever been there?"
"No, Master. But I've seen pictures. It is beautiful there. I love the mountains," she said. Then she paused for a moment, before she added "And its with you."
"Well, the mountains are north of where we will be. Almost an hour's drive."
"But the mountains are so quiet and we could --"
She stopped talking when I squeezed her boob gently.
"Don't tell me you are thinking about sex in the mountains."
My girl started to giggle and her full cheeks flushed. "I would never."
"No, of course not," I said and shook my head. "Horny little thing."
"Hey!" she yelped. "I'm not a thing."
I snorted with laughter. "Horny little slave?"
"Who's slave?"
"My slave," I said between laughters.
"Good," she said and turned her head back to the TV. "I have trained you well."
"Me?"
"Yes, Master. You are well trained."
I stopped laughing and gave her nipple a good squeeze.
"Ouch!" she yelped and arched her back, pushing her butt back against me. "I meant no disrespect."
"I know you better than to believe that."
I wasn't really angry but I anyway tried to give my voice a stern tone.
"Alright, Master. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have labeled you mine with magic marker last night."
"You did what? Where?" I asked but before she could answer I squeezed her nipple again. "So what about sex in the mountains?"
"Well, I saw those pictures, Master. Of that highway and high above it, cliffs overlooking the road."
"I see. And where would we be?"
"On that cliff of course."
"Of course. I should have figured."
"Yep. I'm naked and you're wearing a pair of black dress pants and a white shirt."
My girl started to wiggle her behind again as she was talking.
"Go on," I said.
"There is a tree near by. You tie my arms behind my back. You use a lot more rope than usual and when I can't move my arms anymore, you still have a lot of rope left over. You force me on my knees and I suck your cock until you're rock hard. Then you take me to the edge of the cliff. You drop the blanket on the ground and make me kneel on it, right there on the edge."
I smiled a little. Her fantasy was dangerous but given a little time I was sure I could figure out how to make this work safely.
"Then you tie the end of the rope to the tree. You come back to me, grab my hair and then just throw me forward. For a moment I feel like I'm going to fall down but then the rope catches me and my upper body is hanging there, suspended over the abyss. I fight the rope, trying to get my hands forward to find something to hold onto but you just get behind me, pull my butt plug out and start fucking my ass. It hurts like crazy because I'm so tense and every thrust feels like you're pushing me closer to the edge, closer to falling."
"I won't let you fall," I said.
"I know, Master. But the danger is there. You thrust into me hard and without regard for my screams and begging. And all I can do the whole time is stare down at the cars passing by, wondering if they can see me. See us."
I hug her body tightly against mine.
"You're cute. And I like the butt plug."
"I know, Master. Why else would I be wearing that tail when you got home? But anyway, you cum in my ass, then you just walk away. Leave me there. I can hear the motor of the car start and I scream in fear, wondering if you left me for good..."
I hugged her tighter and kissed her neck again. "I like the rest, but I wouldn't leave you there. Instead, I have a better ending. I cum, then I go get two vibrators from the car, one for your pussy, the larger one for your ass. I turn them both on and--"
"And then..." my girl interrupted me.
I squeezed her nipple again to remind her that she wasn't supposed to interrupt me, but then let her go on. It was her fantasy after all.
She whispered an apology, then she continued talking. "And then you go get a chair and just watch me how I cum over and over again, my body getting so weak, so worn out that I can't even fight the ropes anymore. Eventually I pass out and when I wake up again, I wake up in our tent."
"I thought you don't like camping?"
"I don't really. But luckily you have me all tied up in my sleeping bag and all I can do is suck your cock or be your butt to fuck through a hole you cut in the sleeping bag."
