TheCrimsonPen
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I got invited up to my Dom’s cabin at the lake for the weekend. He said he would be up there all week. I had never been invited up there and I was very excited when he asked me to come. It was beautiful drive up there. The leaves were changing and there was a noticeable coolness to the air.
On Friday, I made my way using his instructions to the driveway entrance off the highway. A beat up old iron gate blocked the driveway and he had told me where the key was. I drove way back in the woods and finally came to a rustic old cabin with a front porch. I pulled up in front and sat in the car and noticed that his truck wasn’t there. "Uh oh," I thought. "Change of plans maybe?"
I looked over at the cabin and saw something white on the door. I got out of the car and went up on the porch and pulled the note down off the door and read it.
"Sweetheart, terribly sorry, but an emergency came up at work. I should be back late tonight. Go in and make yourself at home. Your instructions are on the kitchen table." "Shit," I said out loud. "Oh well," I thought. "Let’s see what he has cooked up this time." And I open the door and went inside.
The cabin was very cozy. The main room was furnished in mission style and had a rock fireplace and it shared the kitchen which had a round cherry table. On the table was an envelope. I opened the envelope and read:
“I will be back as soon as possible. Take your clothes off. You are to remain naked until I arrive. If you have an emergency, there is a guy that lives in another cabin about a half a mile around the lake. He is kind of strange though, so don’t go there unless you have trouble. The fire is built, all you have to do is light it. There are some snacks in the fridge and wine on the counter. If you fall asleep, I will wake you when I come in.”
See you soon,
M
I put the note down on the table, opened the bottle of wine and raided the fridge. I took my plate and glass of wine and went over to the fireplace. Then I lit the fire and piled some pillows on the rug next to the front of the couch and enjoyed the fire for a bit.
I started to doze and woke up suddenly realizing I had not followed his instructions completely. I stood up and stripped my jeans and panties off and removed my blouse and threw them on the couch. It was dark now and I put some more wood on the fire. I laid back down on the rug and fell asleep to the warmth of the fire.
I couldn’t have been asleep long when a sound woke me up. I didn’t realize what it was. I was groggy and went to the front window to see if his truck was there. It wasn’t, so I went to the bedroom. There was a nice old brass feather bed. The kind you just sink into. I was just about to lay down when I noticed something sitting on the floor in the corner. "Ah hah," I said loudly. Then giggled. There in the corner sat the Dom’s toy box. Something that I always wanted to look into.
I was just about to lift the lid on the box when I heard another noise. I walked out of the bedroom to the main room and looked around. A chill ran up my spine as I looked around at all the windows. Something odd, they had no blinds or curtains. Standing there naked, a dreadful feeling of someone watching came over me. I threw more wood on the fire and sat back down on the rug in front of it. Warmer now, I drifted off again, thinking, "When will he get here?"
When I opened my eyes again I looked down at my hands cuffed together. I smiled and heard him in the bedroom. I got up and went into the bedroom and said, "Well, I’m glad your here." He whirled around and lunged at me grabbing the cuffs and drug me kicking to the bed.
He threw me on the bed and sat on me. He shoved a gag in my mouth and taped it. My cuffed wrist extended out, he ran a rope through the chain and then through the brass headboard. He yanked the rope as he got off of me pulling me up tight against the brass rails. I kept kicking at him until he got one ankle looped with rope and tied to the foot rails. Then quickly the other. I panicked and struggled to no avail. Tears streamed down my face as I looked over and saw him taking his clothes off.
I didn’t want to look, but turned my head back just as he dropped the jeans and I saw his very large thick cock hard and ready. "Oh he is going to hurt me with that." I thought. I kept looking at it as he started to stroke it. "This is going to be rough," I kept thinking. Lying on my stomach, my legs were spread wide. I couldn’t scream. I jerked on the handcuffs and they just made a clanging sound on the rails.
I moaned through the gag as his fingers started to explore my pussy. He let out some rope and put me up on my knees and held me there by my waist. I felt the head of cock as he rubbed it up and down my wet pussy. He didn’t wait long before he pulled me back onto his hard cock. He fucked me hard while he held my head against the mattress. His thrust were rough and brutal and I screamed and just began to cum uncontrollably. All I could hear was his heavy breathing and the clanging of the handcuffs on the brass headboard. The bed rolled with the weight of his thrust and he just wore me out and came a heavy load inside of me. He rolled off the bed and walked out of the room and left me laying there tied and spent. I laid there waiting while he was in the other room.
When he came back he went to the toy box and quickly put a blindfold on me. Then he untied me and took the cuffs off. I could hear water running and he helped me into a warm bath. I felt his tender touch as he took the bar of soap and wash my body. When he was through washing me he helped me out and toweled me off. Then he led me to the rug and pillows by the warm fire.
I cuddled next to his naked body, feeling the warmth from the fire and him. I soon grew excited and still in the darkness I asked him, "May I please you Sir?" He said, "Yes you may." And I felt down and took his hardness in my hand and then took him between my lips. Swirling my tongue up and down the hard shaft I brought him to full hardness and then he pulled me on top of him and slid up inside of me.
I rode him blindfolded and in the warmth of the firelight. I moved with a steady dance on him with my hands on his chest. We came together and I didn’t take him out. I just put my head on his chest and rested. We soon both fell asleep.
The next morning I woke to the smell of breakfast and the morning light shining in the living room. "Good morning my precious," he said from the kitchen. "Good Morning Sir," I replied. "You have just enough time to take a shower, then it will be ready," he added. "Thank you Sir," I said as I bolted for the shower.
In the shower the hot water felt refreshing and relaxing on my body. My hand started to wander as I thought of the way he took me last night. Then I snapped back with the thought of food and a hot cup of coffee. I stepped out of the shower, toweled off and wrapped a dry towel around me and went to the kitchen.
When I got to the table he was putting the eggs on the plates. He looked up at me, frowned and said, "Your overdressed for breakfast." I stood there and smiled at him and said, "You are so right Sir," and dropped my towel to the floor and sat down. He smiled and said, "That is much better," and poured me a cup of coffee.
As we sat there eating breakfast, he said, "I have good news and bad news, the bad news is I have to go in for just a short while this morning to work. " "The good news is there will be no further interruptions." I smiled and said, "Yes Sir, I will be waiting for you."
About that time he was distracted by something outside as he looked out the window next to the kitchen table. "Looks like my neighbor is up early this morning," he said. "Oh, where?" I asked. "Looks like he just ducked down the path to his place." He replied. "Well, how will I know him if he shows up here? I asked. "Oh he looks kind of like one of those ZZ Top guys with the long beard, ball cap and sunglasses." He replied. "I don’t think I’ve ever seen him without the sunglasses and ball cap." He added.
We cleared the table and I began doing the dishes and he was getting ready to go. I told him that while he was away last night I felt like someone was watching me and I was scared. "It was probably my neighbor, don’t worry he is harmless." He replied. "He probably watched us all last night as well," he added with a smirk. knowing that my fetish for exhibition was a real turn on for me. I joked, "Had I know he had been watching I may have given him more of a show!"
He headed for the door and turned and said, "Well, you have my permission to give him a show if he wanders by today, just don’t let him in." And he was out the door, in his truck and down the road.
I sat there at the kitchen table drinking my coffee looking out at the woods. My nipples hardened at the thought of the mysterious man watching my every move. Well, my Dom had not told me to get dressed and there was no where to hide in this cabin with no curtains. So might as well make the best of it. I continued to get more excited as I thought about it.
I got up and went to the coffee maker and poured another cup. I turned and went back towards the table. I saw the shadow on the table first and turned towards the window and dropped the cup of coffee on the floor. I gave a startled scream and backed up against the table as I saw the figure standing outside the window less than five feet away on the porch. I stood frozen, gripping the edge of the table behind me.
He smiled…and mouthed the words, "Beautiful" and "Sexy." Then he pointed towards the door and I shook my head, "No." He frowned, and rubbed the bulge in his jeans. He pointed down at the broken cup and coffee on the floor and mouthed "Clean it up."
I was over the initial shock and felt more secure that he would not attempt to come in. So I gave him a little smile and nodded, "Yes." I bent my knees down and squatted to pick up the pieces of the coffee cup. I knew I was giving a wide open view of my smooth wetness and my nipples hardened. When I finished picking up all the pieces, I glanced up just in time to see him pull out his large cock in his hand.
I went and threw the cup pieces in the trash and got some towels. I passed closely in front of the window as he stroked his cock for me. Then I got on all fours in front of him and mopped the floor slowly with the towels. I moved my ass in front of him so he could see all of me. I was so excited and wet that this mysterious man was getting off on watching me.
When I finished I took the towels and threw them to the side. I moved two chairs beside the table and hopped up on the edge of it and put each foot on a chair. Spread out in front of him, I stroked myself for him as he did the same for me. I saw the steam from his breathing fogging the window. At one point as I stroked, he licked the fogged window with his tongue and smiled at me.
I grew very wet and he looked to the side and motioned me to the kitchen counter. I got down and went over and he mouthed the word, "Spatula." I took the spatula and mouthed, "This?" and he nodded, "Yes." I went back to the table and took my place again and he indicated that I should unscrew the metal loop at the end of the handle. Once I took it off, I realized that the shape of the plastic handle was round at the end and had curves all down the shaft like some glass dildos I had seen.
He nodded at me, and I took the tip of the handle and moved it up and down my wet lips for him. He had grown very hard and stroked it harder as I began to slide the handle up inside and pumped it. I came first and made a small puddle on the edge of the table. When I opened my eyes, I could tell he was close too. I went to the window and placed my mouth on the glass as his cum splashed the window where my lips were.
When I stood up, he smiled and blew me a kiss. Then he was distracted by something and the bearded man ran off the porch and disappeared down the path into the woods. I turned around and cleaned my puddle off of the table and smiled.
About 10 minutes later I heard the Dom’s truck pull up. I saw him come up on the porch through the same window. Then, I saw him glance over at the window and me. He looked down and saw the white cream dripping on the window pane and shook his head and opened the door.
"I see you had a visitor," he said and smiled. "Yes Sir, apparently a very productive visitor Sir" I replied smiling and glancing at the window pane. He reached over and grabbed me by the hair and led me saying, "Come with me." "Yes Sir," I said.
He led me out on the porch and made me kneel down in front of the window pane. "You know the rules, if you make a mess, you clean it up." He said and threw me a towel and made me wipe the pane clean.
He brought me back inside and told me to get him a cup of coffee. I got us both a cup and sat with him having coffee. He smiled and said, "I didn’t know you did windows," as he looked around the room at all the windows. I looked around at all of them as well, smiled, and replied, "Well… Sir…I usually don’t…..but…..
That afternoon he told me to put some clothes on and he would show me his boat. I got dressed and he led me down a winding path behind the cabin to the boathouse. He unlocked the door and we stepped into the old wooden boathouse with one slip inside. Suspended above the water was one of those old mahogany cruising boats with four seats and a windshield. It had a clear coat polish on it and was in perfect condition.
Hanging all around the inside wall was various lengths of rope and fishing tackle. I felt the butterflies as he grabbed a few of the bundles of rope and led me to a door in the back. Inside was a storage room that could only be described as a playroom. There was a St. Andrews cross, a padded saw horse and a padded table. And in the corner an exact copy of his toy box.
He turned to me and said, "Remove your clothes." I went over to a bench and took my shoes off and then stripped out of my clothes. He led me to the cross and tied me to it. He went to the toy box and came back with the flogger and started to flog me gently across the back. He built up the pace and intensity and I was wet from the sensations.
When he finished with the flogger he went back to the toy box and came back with a paddle. He paddled me with it and left my cheeks red and nice and warm. Then he took me down from the cross and moved me to the sawhorse. He made me straddle it and tied my wrist and ankles.
He came around in front of me and removed his clothes. Then picked up the flogger again and moved in front of my face and grabbed my hair. He slid himself in my mouth and I took him eagerly. As I pleased him I felt the soft pace of the flogger on my back and behind.
He moved around behind me and I felt his hardness slide up inside me. He left it there as he spanked my cheeks with a steady pace for a few minutes. Then he began to move and I was so wet. I moaned with pleasure as he took me harder and made me cum. The I felt the cool lubricant between my cheeks and he slowly entered me there. He gently increase the depth and speed and rubbed my clit as he had his way with me. I came again at the same time he did. He left me on the sawhorse for a while to rest.
As I laid there, I heard the sound of the electronic wench lowering the boat down into the water. He came back in and untied me. He gave me a bottle of water and I drank it quickly. He asked, "Would you like to go for a boat ride?" "Oh yes sir," I replied and started to get my clothes. He took me by the wrist and said, "Oh no my precious slut, you won’t need those," and led me to the boat.
He placed me spread eagle and face down on the hood of the boat, my wrists and ankles tied to the cleats. He took a rolled up towel and placed it under my chin so I would not be injured when the boat bounced. He eased the boat back out of the slip into the sunshine. It had warmed up that day and as he cruised slowly out into the lake the sun warmed my body and I relaxed as I began to feel all the sensation of his use of me. It was a beautiful lake, sparsely populated by cabins. The water was calm and when he got the boat going faster it was wonderful. I also knew that he was admiring the view of me spread out in front of him as well. I also wondered if the bearded man was watching us through binoculars.
After the boat ride he took me back to the cabin. As it grew dark we had dinner by the fire and relaxed. He gave me a nice spanking on the rug in front of the fire and he took me several times that night.
The next morning it was time for me to go and he brought out a gift wrapped box and said, "This is for you my precious slut." "But you can’t open it until you get home." He added. "Yes Sir." I replied.
As I drove home it was just killing me, wondering what was in the box. I got inside the house and put the box on the counter and ripped it open. Inside was a bunch of tissue paper. Wrapped in the paper was a pair of sunglasses, a baseball cap and a long fake beard. There was a note inside and it read:
"Till the next time I need my windows cleaned." Signed: "The Bearded Man"
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