Dedicated to DF, she gave me the idea. It's a fantasy, shut up and enjoy it.
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"You want me to meet you where?!?" Came my shocked voice in the middle of the diner.
Ma'am glared and I hunched in my seat a little as a few people looked at us both curiously. She had wanted to meet for lunch in between my classes so I was sitting next to her in a smaller part of the city. Out towards the country. Well, more country than I was used to considering that I was more of a city guy with a love of any body of water and Ma'am was more involved in actual outdoor things than I ever could've been.
We were a vast difference of body types as well, I'm build broadly with a stockier body at average height. My coloring favoring my Italian heritage so I can easier pass for a Hispanic descent if I spent too much time in the sun. Ma'am was shorter, built thinner and when she said something there was no doubt you would obey or she'd kick your ass.
Within five minutes of arriving, I had my pants unzipped and she was stroking my erection and making small talk. All the while I tried to murmur correct responses and not stain the bottom of the table cloth.
In the middle of this, Ma'am said: "I want you to meet me out by the spot on the river. Naked."
Hunching in the table and looking down at our food, I hissed as her nails dug into my shaft in annoyance to my exclamation. My surprise and her nails killing some of my arousal at her hands. I softened in her hands and started picking at my fries, trying to blend back into the background. I grunted softly as she stroked harder, bringing me back to a head.
Leaning into my ear, she continued: "As I said, there's a place out by the river which isn't too hard to reach. One I have set up..." She paused as I leaned a bit into her: "for play. I want you naked, clean and ready for some fun and then I'm going to take you home without clothing. Understood?"
"Yes."
Harsh searing pain.
"Yes Ma'am," I said, trying not to be too loud. A girl across the room arched a brow at me. I looked back at my food. She gave me more directions after that, including a place I could leave my car. If I behaved, She'd give me clothes the next morning. If I didn't. Well she could always make me sleep in a cage at the foot of her bed.
I had four days to prepare. Then I was hers for the weekend. She wanted to start it at her little spot. What Ma'am wanted, she got.
She wanted to meet me in the middle of nowhere. Out there right by a river by a little spot, she had said. I needed to be there. I'd be lying if I said I didn't actually go look and investigate a bit. It was quiet, a stream nearby had just enough rocks to provide a quiet blanket of noise, with tree all around. Sturdy branches only a few feet over my head. Someone had screwed hooks into them. Something completely out of place, thick metal dug into the trees around the small clearing. Down low on the lower parts of the tree and higher in the thicker branches. Much higher up than what was necessary. I knew right then that she had planned this.
Blackberry bushes blocked the edges of the small glade, but otherwise it was completely empty with nothing around us. Anyone could find it if they kayaked by. I had to hike to make it there, leaving behind my car. I had cleaned up on the way. Reaching the tiny clearing, before taking a breath.
My fingers ticked. I was nervous.
She might not show.
Someone could see me.
Maybe I shouldn't do this. Maybe I should get back in my car, drive home and forget I ever talked to her.
But it wouldn't be fair to Ma'am.
She trusted me with her fantasy, so I had to trust her.
Taking a breath, I stripped. Shorts, shoes and shirts came off. Underwear and shoes followed. The summer breeze was that combination of hot and cold, just enough to make my skin prickle, but not enough to elicit a shudder. I was quiet there, as I knelt and waited. Hands resting against crushed grass as I focused on breathing.
It seemed like an eternity as I waited. Heart pounding in my ears. Fears and doubts swimming in my head as I stared at the entrance. My ears trained for the slightest hint of movement, tuning out the crickets and birds as I waited.
The grass crunched.
My body tensed in awareness. Hands clenching as my breath quickened.
She came into the clearing and I sighed in relief. There was nothing I could say if a random stranger found me there on my knees waiting for her. Anyone could walk this way and find us. A heady combination of hot and scary as hell.
She came in the clearing clothed. Sensible hiking boots complimenting shorts and a fitting shirt. Over her back was a backpack holding her toys. Her instruments that she would use to tease, torment and claim my flesh. She wanted me vulnerable, her pet to be claimed tied up. Teased and finally taken at her leisure. Making me hers. So here I knelt in the clearing, waiting for her command.
I was damn grateful it was her.
"Hi," I said quietly, looking up at her.
She could've been a dwarf at this point and I would've felt tiny beneath her felt. Kneeling supplication as I awaited her judgement.
She smiled, the grass crunched behind me as she circled me, much like a shark observing it's prey. Sharp sensation made me shudder as her nails traced my shoulders, she wanted to look. To cherish my place at her feet. I was her pet in that moment, gently inspected by my owner as she appraised me.
Her hand circled my throat, giving a brief squeeze before she let go and stepped back. Leaving me in the dark about her actions. Rustling came behind me. I heard something come against the ground. I couldn't tell what. Was it her ropes? Toys? A plug? Perhaps a collar?
Next thing I knew it, the warm weight of the collar was wrapped around my neck. Snug, but not constricting. A clear sign of ownership.
"Stand."
I stood, breathing unsteadily as I waited for her next move. She was efficient, leather wrapping around my ankles and my wrists, with a singular loop, much like the collar around my neck. She tightened them all to snug.
All of this escaped me as I realized that Ma'am was naked. She a little shorter than me, hair to her shoulders and a build that spoke of the work she did. All just dressing compared to the eyes. Those eyes held me still as she prepared me for claiming.
Eyes held me as she caged my cock. I wouldn't be cumming until she allowed it. I whimpered though, low in my throat as I pressed against the cage. It was tight and uncomfortable. Also bright pink because Ma'am thought it was cute. Humiliation and desire lit my veins as I swallowed, trying to contain my need for more. It was another nervous point for me, but I trusted her. Even as the constraints held me.
She leans forward hot breathing making my nipples spike. Followed by her tongue tracing my chest, oh so slowly. As if she had all the time in the world to tease me. As it was hers. She waited there until my hips shifted before clamping the right nipple first. Searing sensation combined with a burn before it died. The pain bringing me to my toes. Her arms wrapped around my hips, gripping my ass as she wet my other nipples.
