Spanking of the week

I was hoping. Can't blame a girl for hoping. What was I hoping for? For Mister to forget that today was Thursday. You see, each and every Thursday Mister spanks me - hard some days, light others. Nonetheless, Thursday is the day for my maintenance. I hate it, but if I'm honest, I love it as well. We were camping near a river and it's been great. It's quite isolated here and only us and a few other couples - also nudists-  are in the area but even they are a few miles away. We walked down to the river and were hunting for pretty stones. Then, we sat for a bit and Mister said the words: Get in position. 

I stared at him a moment, confused because I was the one who had forgotten what day it was. Suddenly it dawned on me and still I hesitated. Naturally, he saw this. I scrambled across his lap and he pulled up my light dress. Again and again his hand came down. Because of the rocks, I couldn't press down on my knees, and I was afraid of falling off his lap, so I tried not to wiggle too much. This didn't stop me for crying out, though. Still, he continued, holding me tightly and raining down on my ass. I was sobbing by the time he stopped and began to soothe my poor cheeks, rubbing them lightly.

'Now that you've been reminded, are you ready for the punishment or would you prefer to wait?'

"I don't understand"

'For your hesitation. You know you're supposed to position yourself immediately when commanded, yet, you didn't, did you?"

This was a basic tenet in our relationship. On Thursday, I stopped whatever I was doing and obeyed him. 

"As you choose, Sir."

"Now it is."

I couldn't help myself. I began to count in my head. If I focused on that, perhaps I could endure without too much crying. 

Silly me. After twenty-five swats, I stopped counting and dropped my head, tears darkening the rocks below my face. Still, I could smell my own arousal and feel Mister's hard cock pressing against my thighs. Finally, he stopped, turned me over and held me tight, kissing me, praising my acceptance. He stood, holding me in his arms, and carried me back to the river knee deep in cool water. Gently, he let me find my feet and I knelt, the water soothing my burning bottom. I took his cock in my mouth, worshiped it, adored it, pleasured it. I proved my acceptance of the reminder and punishment spankings in this manner. Always. When I felt him explode, feeding me his essence, I knew I had pleased him. I looked up at him, smiling, warming under his loving gaze. Yes, this part of Thursdays, I truly love.

Naked in the Woods - 2

We have been here for three days now. She has slipped into quite the submissive state. She also smiles laughs more than she has in months. I should have brought her here sooner. From now on, at least every six week I am bringing her here. Yesterday, she tested me. During a simple breakfast of tea and porridge, she began a conversation. She started talking about getting a new car. I just stared are her a moment, shocked that she would so blatantly break the rule of silence. She knew she was allowed to speak only with permission, and never about anything from the outside world. When she saw my expression, she smiled and apologized. It was the smile that told me she was testing my resolve. I pointed to the corner. She blushed a bit but immediately bowed her head and went to go stand in the corner, hands behind her back.

I opened the wardrobe where I kept all of my supplies. I don't really like a ball gag, so instead I grabbed a simple scarf. I tied it around her mouth.

"There. That will remind you to stay silent."

Next, I went out to the garden. I had planted a large crop of ginger and now dug some up. I pulled out my knife and carved it into shape. Going back inside, I pushed her shoulder against the wall and kicked her legs out a bit, forcing her to stick out her bottom. Then, I inserted the fig into her anus. The burn started immediately, because she began to whimper.

"That's right. It burns doesn't it. You need to let go of the world. For now, your entire world is right here. This cabin, me, this land. I was thinking about having you choose what implement you wanted me to use for your morning spanking, but not now. I'm choosing. You need to accept the simple fact that you belong to me and that you have rules which I expect to be followed. You agreed to the rules. Do you still agree? Nod yes or no."

She nodded her agreement. Had she shook her head, I would have ungagged her, removed the fig and renegotiated the rules. But she had just given me permission, as I knew she would, to discipline her as I saw fit. He knew she was expecting a spanking, but he had a different idea. While she squirmed in her corner, he retrieved items from the wardrobe. Then, he sat and watched her. Her ass wiggled she bounced up and down on her toes. After about twenty minutes, he knew the effectiveness of the ginger was wearing off, so he stood, kissed her neck and removed the fig.

"Now turn around, but keep your hands behind your back."

She did so and he kissed her tear stained face. He lowered his head and sucked her nipples until they were hard little pebbles. Then, he showed her the chop sticks.

He ruthlessly attached them to her nipples. She bit down on the scarf, moaning. A fresh batch of tears fell down her face. Standing back he surveyed his handiwork.

"That should do it. Now, clean up the breakfast dishes. Once that chore's finished, I'll administer your morning spanking. After that, I'll remove the chop sticks and scarf. Hopefully, that will suffice in teaching you that I intend to enforce our rules."

Naked in the Woods

Warmth and sunlight filter through the trees, heating her bare skin. She is beautiful, bound to the tree, naked, raw, primitive. I brought her here for this purpose. To be closer to nature - her nature. Vulnerable and open. She is mine and much as I am hers. She will do anything for me. Even this. I know her arms are tired, but she will say nothing. She will not beg or wiggle or move until I get just the right shot of her. She will give herself up to creating the beauty that I desire. I saw in her eyes when she let go of her control, her tension and put herself totally in my possession. It took a while to break through her city made barriers, but neither of us was willing to give up. After this weekend, she will be happier - we both know this. She will be more centered, softer. She will remember she belongs to me and that I love and protect her always.

When we first got to the cabin, before we even left the car, I made her undress. She did so, knowing that clothing is forbidden to her here. I own the property for miles around. The woods, the lake, all of it. No one comes here without my knowledge and permission. She knows she's safe. She can let go here. The first thing she did was start a fire in the fire place while I unloaded supplies from the car. The hearth is old style. There is no running water here, no electricity, no indoor plumbing. Truly, this cabin is snug, but reflect a time gone by. I keep 5 gallon jugs of water in a small pantry. She has a good fire going now and I add water to the cauldron so that it can heat for bathing. Once it is warm, she washes herself, shaves, and then washes me as well.

Then, I sit before the fire and pull her over my lap. I rub her round globes then softly, gently begin to spank her. Still, she does not speak. Nor will she unless to answer me or ask a direct question of me. We are silent so that our bodies and speak rather than our minds. I check her slit and feel the wetness gathering. She's ready for more so I slowly spank harder. Within a few minutes she is panting and I can see her thighs glistening. I continue, noting the tension of her shoulders still. Minutes pass and I am relentless. Her bottom is bright, bright red now. Hot to the touch and finally, finally her shoulders slouch and relax. I stop, soothe her bottom. She stands as do I. I kiss her tear stained face. Then, she bends, grasping the seat of the chair. I take her, encasing myself in her warmth and wetness. She tightens around me and I fuck harder. She explodes around me and I fill her with my seed. We cuddle a bit, nap, repeat the process. 

She fixes dinner over the open fire - a simple stew. The next morning, I do no spank her. I take her into the woods and tie her to a tree, back to me. I flog her back, her bottom, her thighs, her cunt. She cums quickly and I laugh. Then, I fuck her. She is tender and sore, I know, but so very soft and pliable. I pull out and cum on her ass. Then, I release her, only to turn her around and re-tie her. I want to capture this moment. I leave her alone for a few minutes while I head back to the cabin to get my camera. She opens her mouth to object, but catches herself and closes her lips.

She is beautiful, bound to the tree, naked, raw, primitive. I brought her here for this purpose. To be closer to nature - her nature. Vulnerable and open. She is mine and much as I am hers. She will do anything for me.