Day Eight / Page Three
The sudden explosion of cum in her mouth caught her by surprise, causing her to gag and pull away, so that the subsequent blasts splattered her mouth and chin. Her last sensation of him was of his wet cock being wiped across her breast, leaving a hot, sticky trail of cum. She listened intently, pleased to finally hear a zipper being fastened, and the sound of an item being lifted from the forest floor. She felt a face close to hers, and steeled herself for a kiss from her unseen lover. Instead a very soft whisper tickled her ear. "The sign says I'm not supposed to say anything. But thanks for the blow, and thanks for the show." With that she could hear him tromping away, leaving her bound and cum-soaked beneath the trees. Kelli waited breathlessly for the steps to return and for Jack to call out that the test was over and she'd passed with flying colors. She'd stayed still. She'd said nothing. And she'd gone with the flow, which was now inexorably dripping from her chin to her chest. By the time the footsteps returned, she'd had to raise her legs twice in order to rest her arms. The cum had long since dried on her skin, and behind the blindfold sweat had dripped into her eyes. Plus, she thought she might have permanent crease marks on her butt from sitting on the stump. Good thing her butt had long since gone numb. "I see you've been enjoying yourself," Jack said sarcastically, as she squinted into the afternoon daylight, her eyes tearing up after the removal of the blindfold. "Since you want to play the trailside whore, maybe it's time that I got my licks in." Was he really mad at her, or just play-acting? As he bent to untie her ankles, Kelli looked down at herself. Her panties were still pushed aside where the man had groped her. Jack, she reminded herself. Where Jack had groped her. Farther up, the trail of cum ended just above her navel, with several blotches apparent on both her tits. Her face must look even messier, she decided. Good thing nobody else had seen her like this. "Stand up on the stump," Jack ordered. She struggled to obey, even though her legs were totally asleep. With a few hard pulls on the rope, he raised her hands until they were almost fully extended. Then, holding her toes onto the top of the stump, he pushed her forward, so she was leaning into the air at an angle, with only the ropes to keep her from toppling to the ground. As she struggled to maintain her precarious position, he reached up and ripped her panties into shreds, leaving her totally naked. "It's time for you to get back to nature," Jack said with an evil grin, brandishing four whip-like branches from a nearby bush. She barely felt the first ten strokes, so numb was her butt. But the time they reached 35, she was on the edge of tears. Finally tossing the branches to the side, Jack pushed her backwards, so that she was sitting in thin air, her body almost completely supported by her agonized arms and shoulders. She knew he didn't need a reason to punish her, but this was too much! Coming up from below her, he pulled her legs apart enough to get his head between her thighs. Pressing his lips forward and up, he proceeded to part her pussy with his tongue, first sucking and licking the sweet juices on the outside, then tongue-fucking her swollen clit. It took only a minute before she screamed like a wild animal, her body wracked by a powerful orgasm. As her body jolted and swayed against the ropes, she struggled to keep her feet planted on the stump. Finally he took pity on her and lowered her to the ground, where she lay panting from the pain and pleasure. With her arms still tied by the ropes, she followed Jack back to the cabin. He let her pause only once to read the sign he'd posted on the tree next to her. Her jaw dropped as she read it aloud, "Welcome! Stop here for a blow job. This woman is for your pleasure. Please don't talk or make any noise. Enjoy!" Kelli shot a horrified glance at Jack, but he never cracked a smile or a smirk. She would just have to wonder.
Jack didn't give her long to recover from her adventure in the woods. Within an hour he had her bustling about the cabin, packing for their trip, cleaning, sweeping and loading the luggage into the car. If her butt didn't still sting from her earlier whipping, she had half a mind to remind him that she'd signed on to be his sex slave, not his personal slave. She shook her head with a grimace. That argument would have her sitting on ice packs for a week. Soon, though, everything was packed and ready. Except for Jack, apparently. "Now that all that's done, we can relax a little before we take off for the big city," he said, dangling a white bikini set in front of her, and nodding to the sun-drenched deck. She didn't bother to leave the room to change, fully comfortable with the way he stared at her breasts as she slipped the thin fabric on. The bikini fit perfectly. All that measuring he'd done of her body in the first days really paid off. She was surprised when she saw the two lounge chairs already set out on the deck; she'd assumed that he had something else in mind. That set her up for an even bigger surprise when she spotted the large carafe of magaritas, with two drinks already poured and ready. That really made her put her guard up. But if Jack had any ulterior purpose, he wasn't revealing anything. After a few sips of her drink, the alcohol began to relax her, and she quickly slipped into a sun-soaked stupor. She awoke only when she felt Jack slide onto the lounge next to her, the bare skin of his chest and legs sliding agreeably along her limbs. He snuggled in against her, turning her slightly so that she lay on her side, with him parallel to her. Prior to becoming his slave, she'd never really liked to spoon, mostly because Jack's hand would naturally fall upon her breast. But now she'd grown used to it, though she was a tad startled when he didn't automatically reach inside her top to cup her breast. That had become his favorite sleeping position. With his arms cradling her, his shorts-clad groin hard against her butt, his bare legs entwined in hers, the sun warming her skin and the drinks slowing her thoughts, she felt as safe and secure as she'd ever felt before. She could stay like this forever. |