Date: Tue, 27 May 2008 17:33:09 -0400
From: Jennifer <heronmarksn@gmail.com>
Subject: Winter Wonderland

It was early winter. The first snowfall had left a dusting on the wooded
landscape.  Master's truck heaved over a large rock in the dirt road. slave
shifted nervously in her seat.  she pulled her jacket tighter around
herself, an insufficient hiding place.  she leaned her face against the cold
passenger side window, fog spreading across it as she both frightened and
excited herself with thoughts of what may lie ahead.  Bumpy hours seemed to
pass until Master finally brought the truck to an abrupt stop.  slave's head
bumped against the window and brought her back from her thoughts. she was
almost overwhelmed by a wave of apprehension.

slave heard Master's door slam and stepped out onto the ground.  she winced
slightly at the feel of gritty dirt, snow, and pine needles under her bare
feet.  Master came around, pulled slave by the collar, and led her into a
small clearing.  Master commanded that slave remove her jacket.  slave did
so exposing the nakedness underneath.  slave shivered as a breeze blew
nearby snowflakes off a twisted branch and onto her skin.  Goosebumps leapt
up all over her body and her nipples quickly hardened in response.  Master
noticed and, with a wry smile, gave one of them a tight squeeze.  Master
began unloading Her pack. Rope, nipple clamps, whip. slave bit her lip and
looked away.

Master took slave's collar and pulled her roughly toward a tall but slender
birch tree.  Master pushed slave's back up against it.  She grabbed the
other nipple and squeezed it hard while sinking Her teeth into slave's
neck.  slave let out a grunt of pain but shivered with pleasure at having
Master so near.

Master bent down, gathered up a handful of snow from a small bank, and
formed it into a coarse ball.  With Her left hand, She grabbed slave
forcefully by the neck while Her right hand gently rubbed the snow against
slave's nipples.  When the snow began to melt with slave's moans Master
picked up the clamps and attached one of them to the right nipple.  Master
then pushed slave chest-first against the tree.  She attached the remaining
clamp on the right nipple so that the chain connecting them wound around the
trunk of the tree.  She pulled slave's hair back unexpectedly so that the
movement of slave's body pulled against the chain.  slave let out a pained
gasp.  Master smiled.

Master told slave to raise her arms and take a hold of the tree's branches. 
Master then used the rope to securely bind slave's wrists to the tree
limbs.  Master kicked slave's feet apart just slightly, exposing her even
more to the cold wind.

Master walked over to Her bag and picked up the whip.  For a few moments,
She simply ran Her fingers over the rope's surface while watching as slave
shivered.  Master wondered if slave shook more from cold or from her fear. 
Master decided that both were equally intoxicating as She raised the whip
into the air for the first blow.

slave always found this moment the hardest to deal with.  The waiting, the
wondering.  When would it come?  What would it feel like?  Would she be
strong enough?  And most importantly, would she please Master?

The sharp pain that followed took slave's breath away.  She tried to keep
control of her thoughts.  she knew she had to prepare for another blow. 
Several more blows slowly rained down.  Then before she had any time to
compose herself there were multiple lashes coming so hard and fast that
slave couldn't help but burst into tears. 

Master used all of Her strength and moved as fast as She could.  She was
sweating now from the exertion.  slave had begun to cry.  Master smiled
warmly at the beautiful tears that slave tried so hard to hold inside. 
slave would be happy to know that the last lash broke the skin and now there
was blood slowly dripping down her back. 

slave was heaving with sobs now.  Master approached her and planted several
gentle kisses on her wet face.  Master told slave that she was pleasing
Master very well and there would be only five more lashes now.

As Master back across the clearing slave did her best to ready herself for
what was to come.  As each blow landed, slave's smile grew wider.  she could
feel the wetness of her blood on her back now.  Each lash was leaving a
great cut behind.  slave then realized that each blow was also causing more
wetness between her legs.  she closed her eyes and counted all five.  slave
was exhausted now.  If the ropes hadn't been holding her to the tree she
wasn't sure that her legs could have supported her. 

Master put down the whip and returned to Her slave.  She kissed slave hard
on the mouth while giving the chain a rough yank.  slave cried out in pain. 
Master then kissed slave more gently and carefully removed the clamps.

Without a word, She led slave by the collar and pushed her down face-first
onto a large stump.  slave's knees dug uncomfortably into small rocks and
freezing snow.  Master unzipped Her jeans and exposed a long, thick
strap-on.  Without warning, She forced it into slave as hard as She could. 
She moved in and out of slave over and over, sometimes going slow and deep,
then fast and hard.  slave's raw nipples rubbed ruthlessly against the
jagged wood of the stump. 

slave's breathing became shallow and she let out a sound that could have
meant pain, pleasure, or both.  Master fucked Her slave She watched as the
blood from her back finally ran down onto Her cock.  As Master gave a final
deep thrust, slave came and slumped tiredly on the stump.

Master gave a contented sigh as She began to gather up Her things.  She very
gently wrapped slave in her jacket and helped her into the truck. 

As Master got in and closed the driver's side door slave gave Her a loving
and reverential look.  slave's eyes closed in satisfaction as Master pulled
back onto the bumpy road.