Two weeks and not a word, Laura had been certain he would have text-ed at least and she was beginning to feel quite foolish. Yes he had said he was going away for a few days but why no contact? She felt like a slut, used and discarded like a piece of trash. Not helping was her partner's constant annoying ways. Not just using her as a servant but then expecting her to lay still while he performed his interpretation of making love, a few thrusts before ejaculation leaving her cold and not in the least satisfied. She had tried imagining the body on top of her was his, but that had made her start to react and that was not allowed. The last few days even her bathroom masturbation sessions had lost their charm.
The phone vibrated on the kitchen counter and she ignored it. This was the time her partner always text-ed with demands for meals. It vibrated again, seeming louder and more insistent. She hated cooking, trying to make the measly amount she had to buy food produce anything that was palatable.
"For fucks sake!"
The phone buzzed a third time and picking it up she considered opening a window and letting it fly before remembering that she had paid for this replacement herself. Snarling just a little she glanced at the screen.
"I want to tongue your ass till you squirt, then fuck it deep."
Laura swallowed hard and leaned against the kitchen counter her stomach churning on a roller coaster ride.
"Pull my cock out and cum down your throat till you gag."
She knew what was happening but couldn't believe it as her panties and jeans were soaked in a rich mixture of ejaculate and pee.
"Meet me tomorrow at the edge of the wood behind your apartment 11.00 am sharp. Wear a dress and no underwear and bring a blanket and a scarf."
The rest of the day dragged on endlessly, Laura's mind was still trying to come to terms with her sudden loss of all control and the acts that tomorrow promised. She tried desperately not to think about his tongue in her ass but the feeling of that wet penetration somehow managed to invade her every moment. The act of real anal fucking filled her with some trepidation, sure she knew it was fairly commonplace and had been told it was extraordinarily pleasurable but however exciting to her somehow remained taboo. Needless to say she remained soaked all evening and in order to avoid questions had to invent a stomach ache to forestall her otherwise nightly carnal chore.
Laura slowly walked towards the entry to the nature reserve. She was nervous for two reasons. Firstly it was so close to her home she probably would see someone she knew and secondly this was the first time she had ever worn a dress and no underwear. The feeling of the cotton fabric clinging between her ass cheeks was very arousing and although she felt a continuous need to straighten the crease she was enjoying it just too much. The entry was just a gap left in the four bar fence, with a gravel path that lead through the woods, up a slight incline to the central reservoir. She glanced at her phone and seeing that she was a few minutes early lent against the first tree trunk just inside clasping the required blanket and scarf tightly. Four minutes later her phone vibrated.
"Walk towards the reservoir till I tell you to stop."
She was getting quite used to the demanding texts and the knowledge that his eyes were obviously turned towards her made her swing her hips a little and of course decidedly damp.
"Stop and look behind the tree to your left."
On the ground behind the tree was a Walmart bag. Laura picked it up and looked hesitantly inside. There were two wrapped parcels.
"Small tokens of my esteem. You can open them in a minute. Walk to the reservoir."
After a hundred yards the trees thinned till the large clearing containing the pond came into view. The area was a popular spot with walkers and Laura was a little concerned to see several people strolling around the waterside paths.