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I hand all my trust to him, he knows I have. I’m his slut, I’m his whore. I’m whatever he wants me to be. Because I know this, it makes me trust him more, love him more, and need him more. I tell him he can do as he wishes with me, I want it all. He smiles at me, telling me I’m a good girl. We are in the middle of nowhere, the middle of the woods, in a remote location. He has plans for us. He has just tied me between two trees outside our little cabin. I’m naked, and it’s freezing cold. It’s the end of April, and still cold, especially at night. I’m grateful there isn’t snow on the ground though; at least we waited until that was gone. Each of my wrists are cuffed, and stretched out connected to a tree on either side of me. My arms are taut, with no room to pull them closer, I can just barely wiggle my fingers. I’m pulled up high enough that I can just barely reach the ground with my toes. I’m right where he wants me to be. That’s completely trapped, and at his will. The wind picks up slightly again, blowing through my hair, and against my skin. My nipples are perking up hard, standing to attention, greeting anything that might come their way. Master steps inside to “let me cool down” so to speak. I think I’m out here for about twenty minutes before Master returns. It’s about eleven at night, and he’s fully dressed. He hates the cold! My bottom lip is trembling; I feel how cold my body feels. He walks up to me with a wicked smile, full of promise and a good time. He runs his warm hands over my breasts; the electric shock of his warmth makes me moan out. He removes his hands, and grabs the bucket of goodies. He tells me that he’s going to use me in a way I’ve never been used before. All I want to do is comply; I want to be his good girl. I can feel my body slightly almanbahis shaking, as I tremble with excitement and from the cold. He stands up, steps closer and begins to tease my nipples again. His palms are slowly running over them, perking them harder. He takes each, and clips them with clamps that feel like they might bite through my skin. My moans of pleasure almost echo throughout the woods, the pain is perfect. When I feel my nipples get slightly use to the clamps, I relax a little. Master steps forward, kissing my lips gently. Oh his lips are so soft, so warm, and so perfect. He begins to move down my body, kissing along between my breasts, not even touching them. It makes me want to beg for them to be touched, but I’m too wrapped up in what he’s doing to me. He circles his tongue gently around my navel, bigger circles at first, going round and round. He pulls it in, making smaller circles until he dips his tongue in quick, and back out, before kissing down further. My head leans back, my shuddering moan is uncontrollable. The wind seems to be picking up a little more; I can hear it howling in the mountains around us. Master is on his knees now; his hands move around and slap each cheek, yanking my attention back to him. I roll my head from hanging back to dropping to look down at him. He gives me another perfect smile, before he kisses my mound, working down to my slit. The warmth of him shoots sharp goose bumps through me; every part of my body is on edge, taut and ready. The way he moves his tongue from the hood of my pussy, and works down is like nothing I have ever felt before. I want to lift my legs, and wrap them around his head and keep him there forever. Of course I don’t, I know better. If I did that, he’d probably leave me out here for the night, almanbahis yeni giriş with a vibrator against my clit with no permission to orgasm. His tongue moves back up, catching my clit and suckles on it gently. My ass is cold, and craves his touch, the warmth of him. The mix of cold and warmth beckons me, edging me on. As if he can read my mind, his hands come back up and begin to caress them. His fingers dance lightly over my cheeks, teasing the goose bumps further. He buries his face deeper into my pussy, his tongue finding my hole, and darts it in and out quickly. I fight so hard not to lift my legs; I want to be his good girl. Before I know it, he is standing up; I let out a whimper, a little disappointed. He turns without a word, and goes back inside. I’m confused, and suddenly think I might have done something wrong. My mind races, but before I can over think it, he’s back. He carries with him a long candle stick. Its bright compared everything else. Even the moon decides not to shine bright tonight, hiding behind some trees. Without even a small warning he tips the candle over my breasts, leaving small drops coating my breasts. He makes sure to coat a nice layer over each clamped nipple. I can feel them tighten even more. My heart is pounding, and all I can think of is how I want more. He doesn’t stop; it drips over me fully. The warm coat of wax running down my breasts, slightly over my belly, I can even feel it form around my navel. The mix of the wind blowing, my hair dancing lightly with the wind, and cooling the wax makes my chest and stomach tight. My breathing is hitching, it becomes more ragged. He stops finally, a nice thick layer of wax covering my front side. He smiles at me, making me weak, loving that I’m pleasing him. He almanbahis giriş circles around me. I think he’s going to do the same to my back; I try and control my excitement. He reaches for the small cooler. I try to think what we packed in it, but I can’t think of what might in it. He’s quiet, too quiet. I’m there in the dark, knowing he’s up to something but, I can’t, and won’t question him. The shock of what I feel takes me off guard, its ice! He lets it trail down my spine. It trails from my hair line all the way to the dip in my back. Oh how it sends my body into a rippling response. I’m stuttering, almost begging for more. He moves it back up, tracing the same cold spot, and slowly back down. This time he doesn’t stop. He moves it down my ass, slipping it carefully between my ass cheeks. I can feel the dripping water tickling down my crack as it works to my already wet pussy. He works it further down; it lingers right at the entrance of my ass, and pussy. The coldness almost hurts, and the wind doesn’t help but, it feels so good. My moans are proving this, urging him on. He takes the cube that is almost melted to nothing, and reaches around, telling me to open my mouth. I do, and suck on it gently. I can taste my own juices. He grabs a new one, and slides it along the length of my pussy. He works it gently against my clit. It feels as though the ice cube is biting my clit, and it feels so good. He plays with it a little longer before he spreads my lips, and begins to push the cube up inside my pussy. The hotness of my pussy and the cold of the cube make steam. He can’t help but laugh a little, telling me I’m smoking. I can feel it dripping from my pussy, my lips soaked with juices and water. He reaches around once more and begins to rub quickly on my clit, as the cube slowly melts inside me. The excitement of everything we’ve been doing drives me to the edge, my head rolling back. I can see him. He is kissing my shoulder, working my clit a little faster, and whispering dirty things in my ear.

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