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Hike She smiled with gleeful mischief as She finally broke the long silence of the hike. “Ok, frederick, stop”. So of course he stopped and in so doing he turned to look back at the lovely woman under whose strict feminine authority he had willingly placed himself for the entire weekend. She stood there on the woodland trail looking exquisitely lovely in Her cream colored and skin tight equestrian riding pants. Her white blouse billowed loosely about the lithe and perfect feminine form and light in Her delicate hand snapped an elegant but deadly buggy whip. The whip had been lightly teasing its short lashing tips against the high polish of Her immaculate and shiny black riding boots. But in a wicked slash of speed it cracked hard across frederick’s bare thigh which was exposed under his hiking shorts. “Strip now, frederick”, She ordered. “Every stitch. You may keep your hiking boots on but from here on you will otherwise remain completely naked. So remove your back pack and then carefully fold and place your clothes inside once you are nude.” Looking around at the surrounding woods with obvious nervousness and blushing bright red with embarrassment and humiliation, frederick nevertheless moved to obey immediately. Stripping off his shirt, his shorts and then his underwear too, he was soon naked except for the incongruous sturdy hiking boots. But then, as he was obeying the instruction to neatly pack away his clothes in the backpack he had been ordered to wear for this hike, his gorgeous Mistress sliced far more deeply into his masculine dignity than the mere nakedness had already accomplished. “Oh frederick, before you put that pack back on, hand me the leash and collar I packed before we left. I want you in full slave attire as we continue to hike along out here in these lovely woods. If we were to encounter anyone, I would want them to know right away that the reason you are naked outside here is because you are my slave. Can’t have men just walking around naked outside unsupervised, now can we?” Each word slashed a fresh cut of humiliation and anxiety through the tattered dignity of the now naked man. And in moments his blush deepened to a bright crimson across his cheeks and highlighted his burning neck and ears with the red badges of dire embarrassment. Yet after locking his collar into place and attaching the leash, frederick then felt the burning hot slash of the riding whip across his bare ass as his Mistress, Ms. Louise, taunted him further by noting that his silly bobbing erection “exposed” his true nature more than the leash and collar ever could. For frederick had become obviously aroused and fully erect even as the dread embarrassment and shame of being totally naked and on the leash of a fully clothed and very elegant woman engulfed him. All, of course, in the beauty and splendor of the great outdoors where any casual observer could bear full witness to his slave attire which broadcast his shamefully undignified status. “Why oh why don’t I ever learn to keep my silly mouth shut?”, frederick thought. Over and over. The two resumed their hike through the woods, now a walk of naked shame for the nude and collared slave frederick. “When will I ever learn?” The question burned itself over and over in frederick’s mind as each step forward took them deeper in the woods towards whatever further nude trials might be ahead. Meanwhile, the gleam of mischief and amusment grew ever more glowing upon the lovely face of the incomparable Ms. Louise as She watched his bare buttocks undulate underneath the back pack as he hiked so nakedly ahead of Her. You see, frederick had long ago made the mistake of confessing to his Mistress Louise that he had a secret fantasy about being led into the utter exposure of the great outdoors and then subjected to a wicked session of strict female domination. he had admitted that the thought of forced outdoor nudity would prey mightily upon his erotic psyche and burn indelibly in that place where embarrassment mingled with sexual excitement. Now, through some arrangement known only to Ms. Louise, the two had come on a weekend retreat to a cabin in the woods. A sort of domination vacation, so to speak. As frederick had had to agree to submit to Ms. Louise’s dominant feminine authority at whatever times during the weekend She chose to exercise it. Some 20 minutes past, frederick had been informed that he was to put on the backpack She handed him and prepare himself for a hike into the woods where She intended to do exactly that! Exercise Her feminine authority in whatever ways pleased, amused or satisfied Her love of domination and applied feminine sadism. So this is how frederick came to find himself in his current predicament. Outside. In the woods. Totally naked. A stiff collar about his neck and a leash dangling down to his nude buttocks behind him. Walking in front of his fully clothed Mistress dressed in Her very alluring equestrian attire and occasionally urging him on with the vicious buggy whip as if he were perhaps a pony rather than... Oh no! frederick refused to even let that thought complete itself... Yet despite his sudden rush of dread, he gave silent thanks that at least Ms. Louise was behind him and so could not see the tell-tale and treacherous twitch that his little penis replied with. And feeling that bodily betrayal that frederick had come to be so familiar with through his servitude to Ms. Louise, frederick was also thankful that at least She had removed the diabolical chastity cage. It had kept his cock and balls in untouchable restraint and flaccid chastity since they had first left to drive to the cabin. So at least finally having that nasty device off was a good thing. Being able to finally have an erection without his cock squeeze helplessly and achingly inside a short and narrow unyielding plastic cock cage was a good thing. Wasn’t it? Oh, at least it felt good at the moment! Free and stiff in the warm summer air... Although it was hot out there in the woods, being mid-summer on a brilliantly sun-lit afternoon, frederick suddenly shivered as these thoughts stole into his mind. For as he had dug through the backpack which was now his only form of clothing, his eyes had seen the various other implements of torment and domination that Ms. Louise apparently intended to use upon him out here. So suddenly the release from the dreaded chastity cage did not seem so liberating. Judging from what he had seen in the backpack he was not walking naked in the woods here for the purposes of his own erotic gratification or sexual release. frederick now became worried about that erection that had seemed liberating only a few moments ago. If Ms. Louise were to see him jutting out so stiffly like that out here in the woods, She might... In fact, as if reading his mind (which is a talent She displays with absolutely uncanny ability), Ms. Louise suddenly told frederick to halt once again. “frederick, stop and remove the back pack,” She said in that imperious tone reserved for the purposes of commanding immediate obedience. he did and immediately placed it in Her outstretched hand. They had only been walking for about 10 mintues since frederick had first been ordered to remove his clothing and hike in the nude. But it had seemed a very long time of total exposure for the stark naked man and his nervousness apparently showed. “frederick, you are sweating,” She observed. “Is the pace too vigorous for you? Or are you just afraid someone will see you out here all naked and collared?” Casting an appraising eye at Her nude subject who did have a light sheen of perspiration, Ms. Louise pointedly glanced at his exposed and still impertinently stiffened penis. “Just as I thought, frederick. your silly clitty there seems to think you walk naked in the woods for its own sole amusement and pleasure, doesn’t it? Look at that thing. Why is it drippy, frederick? You will wipe that sticky from the tip and put it in your mouth. Now.” Ms. Louise accented Her command with a swish of the whip that wrapped around frederick’s thigh to catch him a wicked sharp crack in the middle of his left buttock. “Unnggh!”, he grunted as the bite of the whip hit home. But of course he quickly wiped the sparkling dewy drop of precum that glistened in the bright sunshine. he made sure to fully clean the offending tip of his penis and then deposit the humiliating fingertip into his mouth as ordered. Oh! How he hated when his penis betrayed him like this and when his Mistress so skillfully used it against him. Of course, in certain ways, it was just one more of the talents for which he adored his Mistress and which prompted his ongoing obedience to Her. But of course the humiliations and the dominant expectations were always two edged swords. he both loved them...usually in fantasy...and dreaded them...when reality intruded as it obviously was going to today. Again, as if scanning his thoughts, Ms. Louise began to drive home this very point about today’s domination expedition being very real indeed. “I can see that your clitty is going to need some discipline out here, frederick. Just like you and your naughty bottom do. Lucky for us all that I anticipated this, isn’t it? As She said this, Ms. Louise was rummaging around ominously in the backpack, apprently looking for something specific. Having now seen exactly what all was in that painful tool bag, frederick squirmed and again looked nervously around the surrounding, sun dappled woods. But there was no one to be seen and there was obviously going to be no escape for him, either. Because of course he was going to remain and obey Mistress Louise as he always did when honored with Her strict attentions. Oh! But when his eyes saw what She finally produced from the bag, his stomach churned with anxiety and additional embarrassment. “frederick, stand right here and put your hands behind your head”, She said as She positioned him just so right there in the blazing sunlight on the woodland trail. Standing there naked as ordered, the position of course emphasized his nudity and exposed his chubby male clitty in front of him. Which Ms. Louise obviously intended. For She pulled the slender buggy whip from its loop on Her belt and quickly gave his unauthorized erection several cruel and painful lashes, the multi-tipped scourge landing alternately directly on the sensitive tip as well as along the swollen shaft thrusting out so vulnerably from frederick’s body. Again the stifled “unnngggh!” Escaped frederick’s mouth, yet he stoically remained in position and forced himself to keep his penis presented to Her whip until the punishment was given. Mercifully, it was brief. After the quick penis whipping, Ms. Louise returned the whip to its loop and then casually took frederick’s freshly whipped appendage firmly in hand. With practiced ease and familiarity, Ms. Louise quickly fitted the small metal cage over the head of his now wilted penis and then firmly pulled the leather straps tight behind his scrotum. “There”, She said, locking the cruel and biting chastity apparatus in place with a small lock, “Now let’s see how much you enjoy getting an erection, silly man. Oh look! your penis now gets to try and swell inside a small metal cage. That looks painful!” frederick was once again under harsh genital lockdown. So his freedom from the other, plastic chastity device had been very brief and the naked slave now found himself out in the woods in the hot sunshine, wearing another, more uncomfortable device intended for both punishment and control of wayward and undisciplined male genitalia. This would become very clear in just a couple of minutes. But first, Ms. Louise had another nasty surprise for Her nude hiking companion. "OK, frederick," Ms. Louise intoned gleefully, Her voice ringing with amused merriment. "Now we can really have some fun. Come over here by this tree." frederick did so and then also obeyed when She told him to turn around and face the tree. With a push on his shoulder, Ms. Louise then instructed frederick to bend forward at the waist and to grasp the tree truck to support himself. As he did so, frederick knew was about to happen, because he had seen the other item Ms. Louise had removed from the back pack. Yet still he flushed ever deeper in shame and humiliation. And he gasped loudly as he felt a cold dollop of lubricant being applied none too gently to his quivering and exposed anus. Ms. Louise had apparently had the lube in the refrigerator back in the cabin before they left. The half hour hike had obviously done little to warm it up yet. Ms. Louise mildly teased frederick about having something to help cool him down since he was perspiring from the hike. But the cold lubricant was just a very minor torment given the reason it was being applied so deliberately to his reluctant asshole. Ms. Louise alluded to this when She mocked poor frederick for his gasps and moans of shock as She slicked his private opening with the chilly lotion. "Stop your whining, frederick. This is only my fingers opening you up here. Now relax and take a deep breath. I am going to plug you now." So saying, frederick then felt the blunt rounded tip of a thick rubber butt plug being firmly pushed into his slippery slut hole. Forcing himself to relax his reluctant sphincter muscles to accept the relentless rubber invasion, there was only a quick moment of sharp pain as Ms. Louise expertly "seated" the nasty rubber plug deep in his clutching anal hole. Then it was done. his ass was plugged and filled completely. The thickest part of the plug swelled up just inside his rectum with the rubber flange keeping his slutty hole from swallowing the entire thing. But the lewd feeling of having his tight little asshole plugged with the thick rubber plug paled next to the real humiliation and intent of the nasty toy. Because sprouting from that rubber flange that held the plug so firmly in place up his slutty bottom was a long silky length of horsetail. Having seen Ms. Louise remove this from the backpack and now feeling the tickles of the tail strands on the backs of his legs, frederick knew that his earlier fleeting thoughts about the human pony sensation had indeed been a prescient flicker of some of what Ms. Louise intended for his naked outdoor experience today. Because he was now not only naked in the sunshine and trees, but he was also plugged with an utterly humiliating pony tail and wearing a metal and leather restraining device that put his genitals under Ms. Louise's complete control and authority. As if to emphasize this reality and complete his transformation from hiking man to naked and humiliated slave on a leash, Ms. Louise unclipped the leash that had been dangling from his collar. With obvious delight and amusement, She then re-attached it, this time clipping the leash to the metal loop at the end of the genital cage. "Come along now, pony boy," She said. "Pick up the backpack and put it back on. Now that you have such a pretty tail and your lead is properly attached to your little halter here, I think we can trot along to the discipline pen and see to your correction." So saying, Ms. Louise then started off once again down the trail through the woods. frederick had no choice but to follow along and keep up with Her brisk pace. The leash tugged him along by yanking on his caged cock and now of course the pony tail butt plug none too gently fucked him in the ass with each naked step forward through the sunshine. frederick was now beyond embarrasment and humiliation at his nude predicament. The shame of the penis leash and the nudity now receding as his mind was forced to contemplate the lewdness of the relentless anal plug and the words left ringing in his ears... Discipline pen? Correction? Oh no! frederick could not help but recall the nasty quirt he had seen in the backpack earlier. He knew the bite of its lash could be extremely strict! But these thoughts too soon faded momentarily as frederick was forced to respond to the insistent pull on his caged genitals and to feel the obscenely lascivious fucking motion of the butt plug gyrating in his increasingly sore anus as they continued to march along the sunny path for what seemed a very long time. However, it was probably only a couple of minutes before Ms. Louise led frederick into what was apparently a very small little clearing in the woods. It was really just a small open space between several trees. But someone had apparently long ago nailed slender felled saplings into the trunks of the surrounding trees. Creating rails between them and enclosing the small space like a tiny makeshift corral. How Ms. Louise had known this was out here so deep in the woods, frederick had no idea. Perhaps some other poor slave of hers had made it for Her to use in the past. But that was of no matter now, of course. For Ms. Louise lifted two of the rails, which came away easily from the little nails on which they rested. Leading frederick into the little enclosure, She then returned the rails to their places and the two of them were now in what frederick had to assume was the dreaded, "Discipline Pen". "Well, my naked pony-boy", Ms. Louise taunted merrily, "how do you like the outdoor Discipline Pen?" Then Her voice suddenly took on a tone of menace and command when She followed up with, "I am sure you will just love it by the time I am done with you in here. Now go and get that punishment bench over there and put it out here in the middle of the pen. Its time for your discipline." Ms. Louise had gestured towards a small, low lying construction of some sort that frederick had failed to previously see over in one shaded corner of the otherwise brightly sunlit corral. Making his way to it as ordered, frederick's stomach sank with dread when he saw what it was. Made out of solid half-timber logs lashed together with a old and frayed but obviously very stout rope, the "punishment bench" as Ms. Louise had called it was apparently exactly that. It strongly resembled the sturdy low bench frederick recalled from several painful discipline sessions back in Ms. Louise's domination studio at home. Though it was of much cruder construction and much weathered from its outdoor home and usage. But it appeared devastatingly effective as frederick was obviously about to discover first hand! Positioning the thing in the center of the bright sunshine flooding the little enclosure, frederick easily saw its functionality. Once a kneeling miscreant lowered his upper torso onto the smooth bench of the half-logs that formed the surface, his arms would dangle down to be tethered to the base of the apparatus by means of the worn, but obviously still stout, thick leather restraint straps. A second broad leather strap would wrap across the lower back at the base of the spine and would firmly and inescapably secure the punishment subject immobile. The bare buttocks would then be thrust back, out and fully turned up for the lash, the paddle or perhaps even for a willowy switch that could easily be cut from any one of the many available sapling trees nearby. Judging from the spaces worn smooth on the otherwise rough timber construction of the bench, it was obvious that many before frederick had been exactly so bound and secured for painful punishments and needed discipline. But none of that meant much to poor frederick right now. Because as Ms. Louise ordered him into position kneeling in the warm grass next to the bench, he knew that now it was his turn. He also knew from previous experience that once secured to a punishment device by Ms. Louise, that very real, very strict and very intense discipline would keep him there until She was completely satisfied that Her correction was appropriately thorough. frederick knew that this time would be no exception to that reality. Especially as he felt Ms. Louise remove the back pack before securing the strap across his lower spine. Once his midsection was tightly secured to the top of the log bench, Ms. Louise then tethered his hands firmly forward with the worn and weathered, but still very stout leather bonds. As a final touch of terrible humiliation and complete bondage, Ms. Louise unclipped the leash that had been secured to the ring at the tip end of the penis cage that still so tightly encircled and bit into his shamelessly erect male clitty. Previously unseen by frederick was the thick leather thong that dangled from a sturdy iron ring embedded in the log bench just between his parted legs and below his dangling, caged genitals. Ms. Louise threaded this stout tether through that same cock cage ring and then cruelly tied it off very tightly. This bound frederick's steel and leather encased genitals firmly to the punishment bench and made any movements or attempts to evade the lash totally impossible. Even a little squirm of the hips tugged sharply on his tied off cock and balls. Unlike the punishment bench in Ms. Louise's studio back home though, this one had no neck strap, so frederick was able to turn and see as Ms. Louise removed the dreaded leather quirt before setting the pack aside. OHHHH! "I am going to whip you now, frederick. I am going to whip your ass with this wicked quirt. you hate this whip, don't you, frederick? Yet you yourself bought it for me. So of course I have to use it on you. I am going to enjoy it, too. I am going to whip you long and hard until your ass glows red hot and the sweat pours off you. Do you know why, frederick?" The question at the end was asked with the mocking tone that lifted Her voice in gleeful dominant delight. So frederick knew he was really in trouble because Ms. Louise was obviously in one of Her wickedly punishing moods. "Well first of all, frederick, I am going to whip your ass long and hard simply because I can and because I enjoy doing so. Sometimes it even makes my panties wet. I am going to whip your ass fire hot and lash it until I see lovely red stripes marking you because there is no one near to hear you yell or beg for mercy. So go ahead and yell if you must. But finally, frederick, I am going to whip your ass good and hot because I know you secretly need it. Why else would you have been so willing to come out here with me and to spend the weekend serving me as you have agreed?" With that, the lash fell sharply across his bare, still pony-tail plugged ass and the whipping commenced in earnest. Even as frederick's mind silently screamed in protest at the thought that Ms. Louise had expressed about his secret needs, somewhere in his mind he could not deny that She was obviously right. his ass felt the fire of the slashing quirt and the lash striking the thick plug-tail pushed it in him deeper. But still what his mind really protested at was that notion that despite the pain, the humiliation, the wicked biting punishment strokes, Ms. Louise also tormented him so skillfully by reminding him that he himself actually asked for Her to do this to him. UNNNGGHH! What had he been thinking? The quirt slashes with fire! Though of course this thought always assailed him whenever he found himself bound and receiving Her strict discipline. But once again that double edged blade of fantasy and reality was now slicing into his bare exposed buttocks with each cruel lash of the biting quirt. This was no fantasy. UNNGGHH! Ms. Louise is a most skillful whip-mistress, however. So frederick would not be finding escape from Her punishment and discipline by simply melting into submissive delirium. No, no. Each time frederick felt the pain of the whipping building into a crescendo of stripes across his enflamed buttocks, She would stop and pause. A cool hand would caress his punished ass cheeks. A deliberate check and prodding of the butt plug tail would follow. frederick would be forced to be reminded of his pony-boy humiliation as the tail would be tugged until the plug almost pulled free of his clutching anus, then would be pushed firmly back up inside him. As She continued to whip his poor bottom over and over, frederick did indeed begin to feel the sweat run from his overheated pores. Soon the leather tongues of the lash began to find additional purchase on the flesh of his punished bottom as they sank into the moisture and so "grabbed" on more cruelly with each new stroke. Soon frederick felt as if the quirt were pulling the scourged and reddened flesh right off his thoroughly chastened buttocks. Though he knew his Mistress would know exactly when he could take no more and that would be that. But OH! That She was so very skillful at whipping him right up to the very edge of his endurance! When the whip finally bit into his bottom for the final time, frederick knew that his ass was cherry red and he could feel the many welts of red striped punishment that he would have for days to come. Glancing back at his Mistress as She finally stopped the lashes, he could see the exhiliration that danced in Her eyes, even as he noted that She too had raised some perspiration from the vigor of Her punishing efforts. As She lifted the canteen from the backpack and took several long pulls of cool water from it, bound and punished frederick could see the small dark moisture stains under the arms of Her billowy white blouse. She did not, however, offer Her punished slave the canteen. Instead She simply lowered it back into the pack and started loosening the leather bondage that held frederick down to so inescapably receive his harsh ass whipping. Feeling intense relief that his punishment ordeal was over, frederick was puzzled when his hands were freed, but he was still held firmly in place by the broad band of leather cinched tightly over his lower back. The tether securing his caged genitals to the bench was left firmly in place as well. Uh oh! "Reach back and spread your ass, frederick." Ms. Louise solved his puzzlement, Her voice steely now with that tone that brooked no denial. Apparently She was not yet done with him afterall. Obeying Her with great trepidation and anxiety, frederick did reach back with his now free hands and gingerly pulled his thoroughly punished buttocks apart, spreading himself wide around the pony-tail butt plug still sprouting so lewd and obscene from his stretched rectal opening. No sooner had he done so than frederick felt his Mistress gracefully stepping over him to straddle his back while facing towards his still restrained and helpless bottom end. Her slender yet surprisingly strong and powerful legs locked against his sides as She settled Her perfect little bottom squarely upon his lower back. Thus effectively pinioning his arms in place and forcing him to continue to hold his tender disciplined butt cheeks wide apart in such slutty and inviting fashion. But oh! There was a new and most welcome sensation of warm flesh touching his sides and back as the punished man realized his Mistress had shed Her riding pants and now sat upon him in what could almost be termed "bare" back fashion. Of course Her femininity was still chastely covered from his sight and feel, yet frederick could not help but be aware that only the thin fabric of Her panties rubbed between his Mistress and his own bare flesh held so helplessly beneath Her. As She sat there on his back, he could feel that incredibly arousing dampness in Her panties, too. The whipping had done that to Her and frederick tried desperately to not let this knowledge travel to his painfully caged and tethered penis! As he struggled against this, frederick then felt the totally indecent and naughty sensation of his anus puckering in protest as Ms. Louise slowly yet deliberately tugged the tightly held rubber tail plug from its hot anal prison. Poor frederick's relief at finally feeling his well fucked asshole allowed to return to its normal tight closure was brief at best, however. For no sooner had the plug been so cavalierly pulled free of his wretched rectum than Ms. Louise made clear that it was only for further punishment. Without his having noticed it, Ms. Louise had apparently armed herself with the nasty and wicked little penis whip frederick had spied earlier in the depths of the torturous backpack. This was a particularly diabolical implement which on earlier occasions had actually managed to raise hematoma welts upon frederick's penis when he had displayed inappropriate and punishable lust in Ms. Louise's presence. But now, She apparently had another idea for its punishing use. “SMACK!”, as the first merciless lick of anal punishment kissed poor frederick directly upon his already sore and violated asshole. “WHACK!, the little whip again cracked directly on the tender and sensitive flesh of his recently dilated anal tissue. Then, humiliating him all over again, he was once again reminded by his incredible mistress that the discipline was, as usual, a direct result of his own written requests and asking. "Do you remember that note you once sent me, frederick?", She taunted. "The one that so coyly stated that you had been contemplating making a written domination request, but had then chickened out? The one that went on say that if indeed you had sent the request that it would revolve around the idea of direct punishment of your exposed and tender slut hole?" "Well what did you think would eventually happen, frederick?", Ms. Louise asked as the short, biting whip now slashed against his swollen and sensitive anal aperture once, twice, three times and more... "Did you think I would allow that veiled request to pass unremarked and accept the insult that you could freely mention something without risking having me act upon it like this? Ha! Silly man! you WILL know me better before I finish with your naughty slut hole here. you better thank me that I brought no popsicles and that I spare you the internal toothbrush treatment!" Unnnghhh!, frederick thought. he did not even want to contemplate what Ms. Louise referred to. So in his bound and tormented state he gave Her words no additional thought, hoping only that whatever She referred to would not be on this day's domination itinerary. Of course frederick also winced and squirmed with each terrible whip stroke punishing his tender anal pucker so directly and relentlessly. So contemplating Ms. Louise's other anal punishment threats was probably well beyond his current capacities anyhow. All frederick could concentrate on was the smooth feel of his Mistress' legs as they pinned his arms tight against his sides. All he wanted to be aware of was the warmth of Her panty covered loins settled firmly upon his back. These thoughts were all that could allow him to endure the horrid and inescapable kisses of dire punishment as the stinging rubber penis whip blistered his tortured anus over and over and over. Yoww!! But then, just as shockingly and suddenly as it had begun, the anal punishment was apparently over. The short whip stopped tormenting his quivering anus and frederick saw Ms. Louise toss it casually in the general direction of the dreaded backpack. But then, without ceremony or comment, frederick felt Ms. Louise once again kiss his puckered asshole with the tip of the humiliating pony tail plug. Saying nothing, yet obviously expecting his ready acceptance and compliance, Ms. Louise wasted no time in once again plugging the now sore, red and whip-punished asshole She exercised such complete and utter authority over. Feeling Her rise and lift Her warmth off his back, frederick felt the renewal of the plug in his bottom and knew also that Ms. Louise would now be moving on to Her next intent. Swiftly She untied his caged cock and freed it from the ring embedded in the punishment bench. Then his hands too were released and Ms. Louise told frederick to stand up. Watching Her warily as he did so, frederick groaned as the change in position caused him to feel the heat and tightness of his red and hotly punished bottom flesh. his sore buttocks pinched painfully around the plug tail poking so humorous and humiliating from its tormented hole. Ms. Louise just watched him with amusement dancing in Her eyes as She took several more long pulls from the canteen while frederick gingerly tried to rub some of the burn from his punished buttocks. Ms. Louise then surprised frederick completely by removing Her white blouse and draping it across one of the thin rails of the makeshift enclosure. Standing there now clad only in Her panties, sports bra and shiny black riding boots, Ms. Louise coyly asked, “Are you thirsty after your punishment, pony boy?” Trying very hard to keep from staring at the lovely vision of erotic feminine authority now standing so haughty and regal before him, frederick kept his eyes down and said simply, “Yes Ma’am”. he definitely did NOT want to risk a return to the punishment bench by displaying impertinent desires or staring too hungrily at his Mistress’ exquisite Womanly beauty. So he tried very hard to keep his eyes averted when Ms. Louise motioned him nearer. “Come here, frederick. you can have a drink in just a few moments,” She said as She dropped the canteen back into the backpack. “But first, since you have been sweating so, I think we need to replace some of your salts.” Raising Her right arm over Her head, Ms. Louise then simply said, “Lick”. Stunned with humiliation at the demeaning command, frederick nevertheless knew better than to hesitate or indicate any distaste. Bending his head to Her exposed and fragrant armpit, frederick obeyed. he licked the sweat that had gathered there and continued licking gently and thoroughly until Ms. Louise ordered him to stop. Then when She raised Her other arm and offered that to his face he performed the same degrading and humble service for that perspiration dewed armpit as well. Only when Ms. Louise was satisfied that both of Her armpits had been licked clean of all the sweat raised from the whipping exertions did She finally say, “Enough, frederick. Very nice.” his face red with embarassment at the stupefying sense of submission the armpit licking had caused, frederick was almost numbed by the fact that he had actually enjoyed the servile intimacy of what he had been ordered to do. There had been strong, yet somehow alluring aroma, yes. There had been a definitely tangy flavor of feminine flesh-seasoned salt, too. Yet that was not entirely unpleasant either. In fact, the worst part of the entire worship exercise had been the humiliation factor of being ordered to lick sweaty armpit. Oh no!, he wondered. That is not going to start developing into some sort of perverse armpit fetish is it? How totally humiliating that would be! Yikes! This Woman is just too dangerous to men of fetish vulnerability, he thought. i do NOT want an armpit fetish, that is for sure! So lost was frederick in these worries of potentially embarrassing fetish compulsions that he almost failed to realize when Ms. Louise issued Her next instructions... “Kneel down next to the punishment bench, frederick,” he heard. “But do not worry, I am not going to discipline you any further right now. As long as you continue to behave that is, of course. In fact, I had initially intended to engage in further pony-training out here in my nice little outdoor corral. But now I have decided to save that for another day. you were such a good boy about the whipping and the naked hike that I have decided to give you a little treat. So kneel down next to the bench, but face away from it. Put the bench to your back.” frederick did as ordered and soon found himself once again kneeling in the warm grass and sunshine next to the dreaded outdoor punishment bench. Ms. Louise then produced the tiny key and mercifully removed the steel and leather cage that had been biting so cruelly and for so long into frederick’s poor penis. Once it was off and frederick had thanked his Mistress for releasing him from bondage, She stunned him into submissive wonder yet again. Looking frederick in the eye as She did so, Ms. Louise matter-of-factly drew Her damp and fragrant panties down and stepped out of them. Holding them tightly against his nose before ordering him to open his mouth and lick the damp crotch panel, Ms. Louise teased frederick with Her taste and scent for several long moments of panty worship before She finally asked him,“Are you still thirsty, frederick?” Without waiting for an answer, Ms. Louise stuffed Her panties fully into frederick’s mouth. After first making sure that the dampened crotch panel would be pressed directly on his tongue, She then ordered him to suck them and use his tongue to swab the damp panel clean. frederick was aware of Her amused gaze as She watched him struggle to obey Her. His mouth full of fragrant panties and the taste of Her femininity full on his tongue. he then felt Her firm hand on his forehead and Ms. Louise ordered him to lean back. “Bend all the way over backward until the back of your head rests on the punishment bench, frederick. There. That’s it. I want you looking straight up at the sky. Good boy.” frederick struggled to get into the required position, kneeling on the grass with his body arched backward until his head rested on the punishment bench behind him. Once he had achieved it, he felt Ms. Louise take his right hand and place it on his penis. “Stroke it, frederick,” She said. “Stroke your silly cock. I have to pee now and there is no toilet out here. So guess what? Yep! You get to be My toilet. What a lucky boy, huh? I bet you always wanted to be a Woman’s outhouse. Now you get the chance! Open up, frederick.” With that, Ms. Louise turned to present Her bare bottom to frederick’s upturned face. Easing herself backward, Ms. Louise positioned herself directly above frederick’s obediently open mouth. Wasting no time on preliminaries, She dragged the panties from his mouth and again said, “Open”. When he did so, frederick immediately felt the first hot spurt of bitter urine splash into his mouth. “Swallow, frederick”, Ms. Louise ordered. “And start stroking that cock of yours, too. I am going to allow you to release out here today. But not until you have consumed every drop of My piss. Do you understand? Be a good toilet and you get to release. Now open up again.” And so it went. Using Her incredible talent for exquisite bladder control, Ms. Louise forced jet after jet of Her piquant hot urine into Her outhouse slave’s mouth. Pausing each time it was filled to order and allow him to “flush”. In this fashion, it took many long moments before Ms. Louise was finally done pissing in the slave’s mouth and using him as Her obedient toilet. Sensing Her slave’s approaching climax as he continued masturbating under Her supervision while She peed, Ms. Louise demonstrated remarkable timing and control. Only when She had squirted the last hot jets of urine into his mouth did Ms. Louise give frederick the final command to swallow. As She saw him obey and consume the last of Her dominant offering, Ms. Louise finally told frederick that it was now ok to release. Shuddering with the intensity of his climax under such degrading and difficult circumstances, rope after rope of thick sticky cum exploded from his hugely erect member. Remaining in position over his face, Ms. Louise lowered Her damp folds with the order that frederick was to lick once. Once only! Only to clean Her sex of any remaining drops of urine. With the warning that She better not feel anything more than one lap of cleansing hygiene duty, Ms. Louise allowed Her slave this one fleeting and final intimacy. Thus it was with one lapping lick of his tongue that frederick was given the privilege of showing the ultimate worship. he made sure not to exceed the authorization, yet still it was a wonderful moment of submissive intimacy for which he had longed deeply. he may only have been allowed to serve as his Mistress’ toilet paper, yet he would long cherish the intimate moment. Of course, it was too brief and then Ms. Louise stood up and lifted Her perfect bottom off Her slave’s face. frederick was left to crumple into the sunny grass for a long moment of recovery from both his climax and his humble servitude. Finally he realized that his ass was still stretched around the nasty horse tail butt plug, even as Ms. Louise gave him permission to remove it. So frederick gratefully roused himself and then with a great sigh of relief he was finally able to drag the diabolical and humiliating plug from his tormented anus. Ms. Louise gave him a plastic bag to deposit it in so it could be cleaned later when they returned to the cabin. frederick was then given permission to dress and Ms. Louise removed his collar. At least he was not going to have to walk back naked! Once dressed, they started the long trek back to their secluded cabin. Both of them eager to resume the weekend and enjoy casual companionship. Though frederick’s punished bottom would serve to insure his ongoing polite behavior, to be certain! Even as frederick was thinking this, Ms. Louise tossed him the canteen and said, “Here frederick, now you may have some water. I had a lot of fun with you, you know?” frederick smiled inwardly, suddenly warmed by the expression of pleasure that made the entire ordeal more than worthwhile. “i am so glad you enjoyed, Ms. Louise. That means i did too”! |