I cannot ignore your texts or help being provocative, everything you mention to do with sex hits the spot and you are a master of seduction, making me ache inside. You know that I can never consent to what you want, I would never cheat on my husband, but you know how much I want you...
We agree that one day it will happen, but the time's not right, but you are willing to wait for as long as it takes, and you promise me one day I will be yours. You have already warned me that you are going to take full control, and there will be no surrender when that day arrives. I know that what you promise is your word
Later on we have decided as friends to steal a few hours away together just have a drive and visit a remote beauty spot. It will be nice to talk openly to each other and not be bound by text. I suggest that you choose the location as you know the area well from when you had your days in mountain rescue.
......
And so the day arrives, I've already told you I can never consent so, after all it is just a ride out in the car, nothing more. But there's nothing wrong with a bit of fun together and teasing is there? I make sure that I am clean shaven and smell nice for you, I love to be a temptress and you deserve that much from me, plus I have a sneaky suspicion you won't keep your hands completely to yourself. You've told me once that you would love to see me in thigh boots, so I have put them on just for an extra tease.
I set off and send a text you: on my way 5 mins x
My phone beeps back my insides flutter a bit: OK hun I am w8ing 4 u x
I pull up in the car park next to you and smile at you through the window. I then kill the engine, grab my bag and phone and open the door; you beam from ear to ear when you see what I am wearing.
You are always so complimentary to me, and today is no different, you tell me I look beautiful and sexy, and I thank you but tell you to behave. We laugh and after a peck on the cheek we set off 'sightseeing'., We are so comfortable in each others company, no awkwardness, or lack of conversation. We've hit it off from the moment we met.
After about a 15 minutes' drive, the latter 10 minutes being roads I have never seen before and can imagine are not even on a SatNav, you slow down to a snail pace, looking intently for something, then you take a turn onto a hidden dirt track that runs through the dark blanket of forest that has covered the hills running at the side of us. Once in it the sun sparkles through the opening of the leaves, it's a warm afternoon with a slight breeze, but with the car window open it feels cool under the shade of the trees. As we drive along, the road gets more and more rugged, and after 5 more minutes you turn into another hidden track, the opening so overgrown I thought you were turning into the hedge. We just keep climbing and climbing, and the forest seem to be getting thicker and thicker, suddenly as though somebody has turned a light on we are out in a small opening, with a collection of boulders scattered around, you bring the car to a halt and tuck the keys in your pocket, and we both get out and walk to the front of the car. I look around, it's so peaceful I think to myself and tranquil how beautiful, a million miles away from everything.
"OK we're here" you say with a mischievous grin.
"Wow! Where is here"? I ask
"Do you like it? It's the middle of nowhere... a promise is a promise baby, consent or not I've waited long enough, so today you become mine! You can do this the hard way or the easy way honey" you tell me in a serious tone.
I laugh at these words, thinking you are just having a bit of fun, but your voice is serious and your face meaningful, and suddenly I feel consumed by panic realizing the situation I have put myself in to. I can't run, there is no point in screaming, and I am totally powerless compared to your muscular frame. My mind is spinning, how could I of been so naΓ―ve? I had trusted you! I have to try to reason with you. You could just rape me on the spot and there's not a thing I can do about it!
"This wasn't part of the agreement; I thought you understood, the time just isn't right! Please don't spoil what we have, don't do this to me please" I can hear my reasoning turning into desperate pleading.
"Up to you hard way, or the easy way?" You tell me seriously.
The panic keeps on rising, I can feel it in my throat, I know you are going to take what you want from me whether I agree or not.
"Fuck you!" I scream at you
"Oh yes baby, that's my intention, now are you going to take your dress of or am I going to have to rip it off?"
I can feel my cheeks burning red, I'm not sure if it's from the rage or embarrassment, Oh God!!! The humiliation of willingly taking my dress off and standing in front of you naked apart from my thigh boots is awe consuming, I just can't think straight. As you step towards me, I back up onto the car bonnet, shit, there is just no way out... even if I had wanted one.
"OK, OK, I'll take it off, I'll do it".
Slowly, (trying to prolong the situation) I raise my dress higher and higher, unaware that I appear to be teasing you till I see the lust in your eyes. As I raise the hem over my shaven mound, and you lick your lips in a hungry mocking gesture. I know now, it doesn't matter how long I take, you are more than happy to stand there ogling me, your obvious bulge is all the confirmation I need of this.
The humiliation is burning into my core, there is no option, and no point prolonging my ordeal further, so I whip the dress over my head drop it by my feet and stand there with my arms and legs crossed trying to shelter any dignity I have left, only to be met with an amused laugh you stand there drinking in the frozen spectacle before you, and I can feel my heart pounding against my ribcage.
As you approach me you raise your arm up and your hand snakes around the back of my neck causing goose bumps as skin contacts skin, suddenly you grab a handful of hair, not viciously, but just enough for my head to be held in position while you kiss me passionately. When I don't return the kiss you abruptly stop, look deep into my eyes, and without expression say:
"Open your legs baby"
I part them, just to see if I can get away with it
"I said open them" you tell me strictly
I open them a little more, I can feel the cool breeze caressing my moist lips and feel so exposed.
"More."
I have never felt so embarrassed in my life and I know the proof of how turned on I am, is only seconds away from being discovered. I open my legs as far as I can possibly spread them, trying not to let my heels sink into the ground and without causing myself too much discomfort. With this you let go of my hair and step back again.
My nipples are so erect, they hurt, they are so tight with the sheer lust and mixed emotions I feel within my body. You tell me to look you in the eyes, and not to make a sound, as you raise your hands to my breasts you stroke my hard nipples tenderly, then without warning, painfully clamp them both at the same time between your fingers and thumbs and roll them about wickedly. A whimper escapes my mouth but the waves of pleasure flowing to my groin are explosive.
As you let go of my nipples, the blood comes rushing back to them, they are so swollen, dark and extremely tender.
"Oh baby, you seriously disappoint me: Didn't I ask you not to make a sound? Turn around and spread your legs again, more this time"
I take a deep breath, and turn around obediently, resuming my position with my back to you. As I try to part my legs at a comfortable distance again you lift my thigh boots from the top and kick my feet apart, opening me up even more.
"Bend over"