This story is for all the people who like a little think with your kink. It's not a jerk off story. Or maybe it is. 	

			My Own Personal Brand Of Kink

The sun is rising in a lazy ball of brilliant orange light. Fog hangs in the pine needles and hugs the ground in a cool cloud of vapor. Morning crawls to life as our side of the world is reborn again here on Signal Mountain. 

It has been a slow year for tourists, what with the weather and all. On the eastern face of the mountain there are a few people milling about. That is not uncommon for this part of the mountain. Daybreak is always a bustling time here. During the busy season there may be as many as two hundred people camping out here. On a nice morning people seem to come crawling out of every nook and cranny. Many of them want to hike the mountain before it gets too hot. Others like to take a shot at fishing on the lake at the foot of the mountain. If you wait til noon or after to go fishing chances are you'll be casting your line shoulder to shoulder with a hundred other people. 

Women and children will soon be scurrying along the water's edge. Bright eyed younguns with inflatable floaties around both arms and breakfast smeared on their faces will be splashing in the cool water. The older kids will be trying to look innocent while they smoke a cig and dash the butt out into the lake, or swim a few yards off shore with their boyfriends and take their bikini tops off. No matter where people go, they tend to behave the same. 

People are horny creatures, you see. I think the longer the human race occupies this planet, the hornier we get.  

A few clicks to the west of the lake is a series of hiking trails. The main trail that snakes up to the summit is nice, but the smaller trails seem to be the favorite by far. There's better than fifty small trails all told. Some of them are marked with plaques and markers put up by the folks with the state. The really popular ones are marked with a splotch of orange spray paint here, a notch cut in a pine tree there. The smaller trails aren't always safe. They sometimes wind around and overlap themselves. Sometimes they lead you right into a dense thicket of brush and all you can do is push on or move back. More than one able bodied man has come back from one of those trails looking like he had his ass handed to him on a silver platter.

The hiking trails are pretty empty this morning. It takes a while for the sun to burn the fog off. Most people wait til about nine or so to try the trails. The air is thin and chilly this time of morning. The earth is damp in places. If you don't watch your footing you can slip here and stop falling way the hell down there. 

Through the thin veil of fog I can see two distorted shadows walking along one of the small trails. One tall shadow and one shorter one. It's not too hard to guess where this is going. Something about this place makes people want to get back to nature. And I don't mean just eating trail mix and drinking coffee out of a little tin cup either. If the sun is shining on Signal Mountain you can bet your sweet ass somebody is in the bushes screwing.

The two shadows stop for a moment under a tall lean pine tree. Sure enough the two shadows melt into one and they share a kiss under the big tree. The wind is picking up a bit out of the east. I can see them better now.

The man is just shy of six feet. He has jet black hair with a few random shots of silver in it. He is wearing a white cotton t shirt and blue jean shorts. A fancy looking camera is hanging around his neck. The young woman with him is a sharp looking number. She has long auburn hair and a nice figure. She is wearing a tight fitting shirt and tan shorts. Her man is squeezing her ass while they kiss. She is returning the favor. 

"You up to this darling?" He asks the young woman.

"Give it to me baby." She answers. 

The man looks up and down the trail then unzips his shorts. He takes a lens cap off of the camera and trains the camera on the woman. She takes her shirt off and sits it on the ground beside her. She has nice firm tits. Not small and not big either. The woman digs in his open fly and pulls his cock out. It is standing hard and straight as a flagpole. He snaps pictures left and right while she strokes his cock then gobbles it down.

"Alright baby. I want a still shot. Go down as far as you can and hold it."

The woman pauses to take a deep breath then takes his cock in her mouth and slides down on it til her cheeks are protruding out. He grabs the back of her head with one hand and snaps pictures. The woman starts rocking her head back and forth a few inches, banging his cock into her mouth. The man lets the camera hang free and grabs her head with both hands. He closes his eyes while he fucks her mouth. A thin bead of saliva runs down her chin. After a few minutes they stop. She is smiling like a jackass. Her breath is fast and heavy

'That was good baby. I got some good shots. Let's move a little further on up." He tells the woman.

He puts his pride back in his shorts while she puts her shirt back on. They walk a bit farther up the mountain side til they reach a flat spot where the trail widens out. He takes pair of field glasses out of his backpack. The man takes a good long look in both directions. 

"It's good. Put the blanket down and get undressed baby."

"Yes Sir." She answers.

The woman removes her backpack and takes a neatly folded blanket out of it. She spreads the blanket out in the middle of the hiking trail. The woman takes her shorts and shirt off. She is wearing sheer red thong panties. She removes her panties then kneels in the center of the blanket. Her pussy is shaven bare. The man takes a couple of snapshots of her sitting there nude before taking his own shorts off. He is not wearing underwear. His cock is standing at attention.

"Get on your hands and knees." He orders.

She obeys and turns her tight little ass to him. He rubs his hands together for a second or two then smacks her hard across one cheek of her ass. 

"Oh!" She yelps.

He rubs her ass then draws back and gives her another hard smack. 

"Ah!"

She has a bright red patch of color on both cheeks of her ass now. He forces his hand between her thighs and slides a finger inside her. She moans aloud. He pulls his finger out of her pussy then holds it close to her mouth.  She opens her mouth and makes a little aah! aah! sound. He touches her pouting lips with the finger and she starts sucking on it greedily. He rears back with his left hand and lays a good one across her ass. She yelps and continues sucking his finger. He pulls his finger out of her mouth and gives her another hard lick across the ass. Each time he slaps her ass he adds a little more punch. Soon her entire body is rocking each time he pops her tiny ass. She is bracing with her arms and pushing back with her legs in anticipation for the next blow. Her pussy is a slick puddle between her legs. Once her cheeks are a solid even color of red the man stops. The skin on her ass looks like she has a third degree sunburn. 

"Roll over baby."

"Yes sir."

She lies on her back and spreads her legs for him. He rubs his cock up and down her wet sticky pussy. He snaps a shot of his cock parting her pink swollen lips. He pushes forward with a hard swift motion and slides inside her. She utters a small scream and bites her lip. He snaps a shot of his cock impaling her pussy, the skin distended and stretched. He lets the camera hang and starts fucking her like a man possessed. He rams into her with all his weight. She cries and makes little screams each time he drives himself deep into her. He makes long strokes and comes down inside her so hard her body quakes with each penetration. 

The man pulls back and slides out of her. He rises over her and moves forward, straddling her chest. She greets him with her mouth open and swallows his cock down whole. She bobs up and down on his cock as he locks his fingers in her hair.

"Now." He grunts.

He pulls his cock from her mouth and strokes it furiously. The woman opens her mouth and makes more aah! aah! noises. He suddenly stops stroking his cock and squeezes it, his finger pressing hard just under the head. The man makes a long drawn out growling noise then shoots a thick white stream of cum in the woman's mouth. He strokes his cock and a few more drops of pearl white fall into her eager mouth. 

"Swallow darling."

The woman complies with a smile. After she swallows his load she sucks the head of his cock for the last few drops. She has a couple of drops of cum on her chin and one on her chest. She starts to wipe them away but he tells her to wait.

"I want a shot." He says to the woman.

The man takes a picture of her lying their naked with cum on her chin and a sublime smile on her face. He changes to a shorter lens that takes a few shots of her swollen sticky pussy. He puts the lens cap back on the camera and gets dressed. The woman does the same. She shakes the blanket off then folds it and puts it back in her pack. Soon they are on their way back down the trail. They are both laughing and talking away as they maneuver back down the trail. They both look happy with each other. 

"That was very good honey. You always please me." 

"Thank you sir."

"I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." He tells her.

"So long as you are happy sir."

The man slows his pace and looks at her. 

"Baby since you mentioned that, we need to talk." 

"Yes sir?"

"It's nothing to worry about. I like to think you enjoy our adventures as much as I do. I know you enjoy being obedient, but I want to feel you are enjoying things as much as I am."

"I do. I just want you to be happy. That makes me happy." The woman replies.

"That's very sweet of you baby but it is important to have your own happiness, too. Happiness that makes you feel gratified."

"That was very gratifying sir. That was the best spanking I have had in years." 

"I'm glad. But do you understand what I am saying?" He asks.

"Yes sir I do. I just want to be a good sub for you sir."

"Wait a minute honey." The man says, touching her shoulder. They stop walking and she turns to face him. "You are a good sub. But before that you are a sweet girl and someone I love. Being the submissive in my life is not the only person you have to be."

"I don't understand sir."

"It's like this. If you choose to call me sir then that's fine. It flatters me and makes me feel ten feet tall. You say it comes natural to you so I am fine by that. But if you didn't want to it would not bother me in the least. I know where your devotions lie, so I know the obedience is there."

"I enjoy it." She replies. "It reminds me of how strong you are and how you look over me. I am proud to call you sir, especially when we are alone together."

"Well that's a good thing honey. I can't tell you how proud it makes me. I just don't want you to feel obligated to act a certain way because you are my sub. You are my girlfriend and as far as I am concerned getting married is just a formality at this point. I don't want anyone but you. I also don't want you to feel stressed about showing your submission to me outwardly."

"Isn't that what I am supposed to do?" She asks the man.

"That is up to you."

"You don't want me to?" 

"Yes honey I do want you to. But only if you feel good about it. Baby, being in a dom/sub relationship isn't all about ball gags and black leather and bull whips. Being a good dom or sub isn't about trying to emulate someone in a chat room or a porno. Alot of people have a classic dom/sub relationship but they never slap a label on it."

"I think I understand you sir."

"Look at it this way. If I wore all the fetish wear and made you dress up the same way, would you like it?"

"I would learn to sir."

"Did you have to learn to like the way we are now?"

"No sir. It just came natural. Obeying you feels like something that has always been there. It makes me feel complete."

"Why thank you darling. That goes to prove my point. Do you think I would be acting naturally if I made you go through some of the extremes of d/s?"

"No sir. That's not the way you are."

"Good. I know you haven't traveled much baby doll. Most of the time when a young girl like you talks with people in the d/s community around here you only hear how strict and extreme their relationships are. Our relationship isn't that way. I don't give a rat's ass what someone else thinks our relationship should be like. Everyone in this lifestyle has their own take on the d/s way of life, and I think you know mine."

"Yes sir. I like the way you treat me. I never doubt your judgment." 

"But do you see my point?"

"I think so sir."

"My point is that I want you to be happy. If walking and talking in the way you see most subs portrayed doesn't make you happy, then don't do it. Every couple in a d/s relationship has their own way of expressing it. I have my own personal brand of kink, and so do you. I just don't want you neglecting your happiness because you feel you have to act a certain way to make me happy." 

'Thank you sir. That's the sweetest thing. I feel like I can talk to you about anything."

"You know you can honey. Your obedience and loyalty are the biggest blessing in the world to me. They show me you love me."

"I do love you."

"I love you too punkin'. You are the very center of my perverted little universe."

The woman smiles and giggles. They share in a kiss then take a long moment and stare into one another's eyes. 

"I want you to make me a promise."

"Yes sir? She replies.

"If there is anything you want to try in this relationship, I want you to promise to let me know. I want you to grow as a submissive, if you want to. Your happiness is very important to me."

"In that case I would like to try another spanking sir. Now please." She answers, smiling.

The man looks at her with a wicked grin and raises one eyebrow. 

"My pleasure darling. Now take your shorts off and be bad for daddy."

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