Into the Woods

This is my first erotica and I welcome feedback. Obviously, all activity should be consensual and this is a fantasy.

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She felt the rough sharp branches snag her face and clothing as he led her through the trees. Blindfold, she was completely reliant on him to guide the way but he could not prevent her tripping every few steps. Stumbling again, she could tell by his sharp intake of breath that he was becoming frustrated by her slow progress. Her hands were bound at the wrists and in front of her, the leash attached to her cuffs and by which he was leading her. Her Master had handed the leash to this man and watched as she was led away from the brightly lit, but deserted at this time of night, car park. She became aware of his stopping just in time to avoid crashing into him. She could hear him breathing steadily, in contrast to her own shallow pants, belying her fear and arousal.

He watched her, his prize, for a few moments. Her trembling form lit up by the moonlight, scratches on her arms and face from the walk here. Unhooking the leash from her cuffs he released her wrists from their binds. "Strip", he commanded. With shaking hands she quickly divested herself of the figure hugging dress she wore, dropping it to her ankles and exposing her naked body. He drank in the sight of her, noticing the glistening beads of sweat forming at her collarbone and between her breasts, in spite of the chill of the night air. "Shoes too", he said impatiently. She hesitated for a second, and then stepped out of her low heels. Suddenly she felt the hot breath of his words on her back as he slowly circled and inspected her, "hmm, not bad at all" he said.

She felt her wrists being clasped and bound together again, this time though she felt them being pulled upwards by something until she was at full stretch, her breasts and nipples taught. She rose up on her tiptoes in an attempt to relieve the stretch but this only earned her a further pulling of her wrists, leaving her straining against the binds cutting into her wrists. She cried out and he smiled to himself, enjoying her predicament and pain. The tree branch from which she was suspended was a good solid one and wouldn't fail him. He left her there for some minutes, enjoying the sight of her battling to choose between relieving the pain of her binds, or staying on tiptoe. Then, relaxing the rope, he allowed her to stand fully on the ground.

She was appreciating the release from the pain in her wrists when, her senses heightened by the blindfold, she heard a whistling noise and then, an explosion of pain as the whip hit her full across her breasts. A cry escaped her lips but was quickly cut off by a gag being fixed to her mouth. Then, more explosions of pain as he whipped her backside, thighs and, repeatedly, her breasts. Her moans intensified as the blows did, until she felt herself drifting into the place where pain was less present.

Satisfied with his handiwork, he stopped the whipping and wiped his arm across his now sweating brow. He appraised the red stripes across her trembling body and the silent tears falling below her blindfold. Walking up to her he removed the gag from her mouth, which he then kissed, invading her with his tongue and roughly biting her lip as he pulled away. He trailed his fingers down her body, noting her shivers as he made contact with the welts he'd just created, and also noting with pleasure how wet she was already. He cupped her sex and then parted her lips with his fingers, briefly flicking her clit before plunging two fingers into her cunt. "Ready for use I see", he said, and a creeping red spread across her face and chest at the humiliation of being aroused at such abuse.

He fucked her with two, then three of his fingers for a few moments, while twisting and pulling her erect nipples with his free hand. Then, she felt the tension in her arms release as the rope was loosened but not removed, enough so that she could sit on her haunches which, finding his hand gripping her hair, she had no choice but to do. He forced her down and then, having unzipped and released his hard cock, he grabbed her chin and forced himself into her mouth. He fucked her mouth hard and then, holding tight to her hair, he pushed his cock further until it hit the back of her throat and, blissfully, down it. She gagged and struggled but, bound as she was, it was ineffective to stop her throat being assaulted.

He held himself in her, enjoying the feeling of her increasingly panicked squirms and knowing that, as she ran out of oxygen, these would stop. Just at the point of her going limp, he pulled his cock out and she took in gasping lungfuls of air, gagging and heaving gobfuls of saliva and liquid down herself. Before she could recover, she felt herself being lifted and spun around and then his hands around her thighs as he entered her fully in one thrust. She cried out in pain and shock, only to find his hand wrapped around her throat as he fucked her harder.

Tbc...