Toy Story (by Joseph D.)

Her heart skipped when she notice a black bag being carried out the front door. He walked back in and announced "I'd like to break in a new toy."

Knowing she would be expected to wear nothing underneath, she moved to the bedroom to change. He entered the room and beckoned with a familiar gesture. She walked over to him, leaned forward, and felt the familiar and expert swift cool lubricating probe, and then a firm push.

"Bring along that bag." She gulped in panic when she realized the sleek new toy bag contained a new set of canes. This sort of endurance was not what she was ever good at".

As the highway gradually yielded to winding bumpy farm road, the plug felt reassuring. Master grinned "I've been looking forward to what I'm going to do to you this weekend".

The farmland began to blend into wooded countryside, the pale post-harvest fields gave way to green, brown and the occasional flash of red. Eventually he pulled to the side of the road overlooking a low lying embankment. He reached behind the front passenger seat and grabbed the long satchel holding the canes and instructed her to grab the second bag. She climbed out, grabbed hwas right hand and was lead down a path partially blocked by overgrowth suggesting a path rarely used.

The hike was slow and tedious mostly spentdodging theoverbrush but eventually opened to a small stream. Before reaching the stream he lifted her dress over and off her head, then grabbed her by her hair and lead her along the stream. She felt a rush of excitement as her naked body greeted a mild breeze.

He lead her away from the stream towards a stand of old eucalyptus. "Lean forward against that one" He instructed her, as He pointed to the base of one of the larger trunks. As she positioned herrself, he pulled out a blindfold and some rope from the bag and began with her ankles, then her wrists, then over her eyes. She sensed him encircling the trunk several times with longer rope pulling on it gradually which caused her body to pull closer against the cool smooth bark free trunk. Her heat rose as the rope tightened around her body. Her breasts smashed against the trunk under her outstretched arms.

The pungent smell of leather over her eyes competed with the tree trunk's eucalyptus fragrance and the musky smell of earth. As her senses quieted down, she realized he had moved away. The mild breeze had slowed to the familiar stillness of late afternoon. A leaf grazed her shoulder as it made its return to earth. She felt nature's sensuality arouse her nipples and yearned for them to be tweaked but he seemed nowhere close by. Some time passed before her sensual purgatory was interupted. His fingers reached from behind and pinched her nipples while leaning against her back and planted a kiss against her neck as he increased the pressure on her nipples to a painful crescendo sending her into a soft convulsion. He leaned harder against her, released her nipples and grabbed onto the trunk of the tree pinning her firmly between himself and the tree's trunk.

Suddenly he moved away. "SWAT!" she felt an intense sting on her right buttock. "SWAT!" And another. And another again. She struggled to re-orient her senses to the drastic change of events, to the searing burn against the back of her thighs and rear end. Six stiff strokes delivered in even succession. Then four more. Then another four. her vocal cords exploded a screeching OOOUCH! He stopped for awhile, then moved closer to rub the offended regions. "Poor baby" he whispered into her ear. Then he started again, let her recover, then yet again. And then it stopped.

As she stirred out of subspace she felt him leaning against her back. Her focus drifted towards the chirping of a bluejay high above. Master finally eased his embrace and steadied her balance and began to unwind the rope, the binding that had helped her fantasy take flight.

As he removed the blindfold her eyes began to adjust to the blades of sun piercing through the dense growth high above and she realized he had laid out a thick blanket along the stream. He guided she to the blanket and produced a woolen wrap to cover her with. The shade cast by the tall redwood and eucalyptus made for a cool climate in these woods. She huddled under the thick wrap as her mind drifted away again into another reverie while he moved away again.

A stroke against her hair awoke her . He placed a kiss on her lips. Suddenly he grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. He pulled her away from the creek and towards a low lying boulder. As he released his grip, he said quietly, "Time to get back". He moved back towards the trees to retrieve the bags still lying by the wide trunks. She glanced over to the side of the boulder and notice her dress and boots. She waited with a slight shiver for instructions to get dressed, the coolness of early evening was quickly approaching.