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Warm Summer Rain

by WolfenDom & paganmaid163


All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.

...taking her hands I again bound them around the tree, over her head...a most delicious picture of submission by any woman...her arms and hands above her head, offering the rest of her charms to whoever cares to take advantage of them...she was so desirable to me now...I could imagine how I'd command her in a brief instant, have her take me into her cunt...fucking me with a feverish tempo to regain the loss of my appreciation for her...but I knew she had to learn...so with a kiss on her forehead, I left her for the remainder of the night...as a soft rain began to drizzle down the slopes of the surrounding mountains...

...after retiring to my warm cabin, comfortable and well fed I thought of how the position I had left her in was probably becoming unbearable as the wind was beginning to pick up...retrieving my poncho I headed up the trail with lightning interspersing the faint outline of the wet ground...seeing her soaked, head dragging down and slouched against the bonds I released her into a pile of flesh at my feet...she looked up at me, something she was not supposed to ever do...make eye contact with me...her time was not through...ordering her into a crawling position I took her leash and led her into a large puddle, just outside a used fire circle that I had cooked some deer meat over for a feast once before...

...soon as the men of the community gather as they commonly do to discuss things they prefer to keep confidential from their own women...I send them up the path to where they might find a diversion to keep them occupied while I tend to the business at hand that really needs to be finished as soon as possible...(and that might be referred to as "asap" a WORD that is an acronym used in the military subsequently adopted by civilian feather merchants who idiotically expose their ignorance by saying "a s a p"...omg...one might as well say the words as to string it out like that...it's a wonder these draft dodgers live when they spew such stupidity in the presence of a veteran)...

...slender fingers clenched over and over again into the softly slick oozing mud at the bottom of this puddle, accentuated by the larger drops of water hurtling from the towering trees hundreds of feet up splashing on her lithe, tanned back, exploding into various globulins of other tinier drops to collect, begin their run south to the ocean and finally to run the lowest points...falling from the rocks of her nipples all rigid from both her being on hands and knees in this mud swirled water, and those continued waves of incredible orgasms sweeping over her body with relentless precision and ignorance of her needs for peace...fingers clenched and limbs ached to arch in an addicted craze to endure more punishment at the merciless joy in the faces of these men...

...the wet lips moistened over and over again with the pearly essence of sweet cockjuice stringing out between her pouty bottom lip and the receding sweetly soft, glistening cockhead attached to that rippled stone phallus...warmer than a bath almost, the fragrance that only a gentle summer rain could have deep in the darkened night's forest, rivulets of delicious water ran down her gorgeously muscled and toned body, shimmering in the fairie-like dancing of the blazing fire that illuminated this raw, earthy display of absolute animal frenzy between this ravished vixen of a temptress and the surrounding men who continued feeding on this melee of orgiastic abandonment with the predators showing no signs of pity for the prey...

...with little regard for how she is so unable to grasp my absolute demands I leave her again to return to more important considerations with some men that I have business with...her thoughts continue though...*sheesh*...as if she should be allowed to think...

i don't know how long they've been there with me - hours, days. At first, all i can think of is withstanding their torture so that my Master can see how sorry i am for transgressing Him and bring me back home. i do as i'm commanded - i know that as i'm pleasing them i'm also pleasing my Master, whom i love and adore above all else.

They brutalize me beyond all belief. i feel pain as never before. Super hard cocks, penetrating all orifices of my body - pussy, ass, mouth. i take them on all at once, knowing as i please them i also please Master. i begin to think of them as Master, and something happens...

i want it. i need it. i need the pain they give me. It's making me so wet, wetter than the rain that's falling all over my body, cold but not to my hot body. Someone decides to rub mud all over my body, or they cut me down from the tree and roll me on the ground. i revel in it like a pig on a hot day. i am a pig. i am a slut. i am the ultimate whore to them, to Master. Deep down inside, what i always wanted to be. The meat of a man sandwich. i then begin to feel an orgasm building - a delicious, long, slow, almost elusive, but definite. Like a long dormant volcano, maybe. As rough hands mangled me all over and the catcalls of whore, dirty slut, and pig echo with their drunken laughter, i feel the orgasm pick up speed, much faster now, definitely coming, and then-

Over the top, like molten lava. i rock with the force of it. The orgasms come on endlessly, like i've never felt before. They start cumming too - the first in my mouth, endless gobs of white creamy cum that i swallow hungrily and furiously. Then the second shoots deep into my pussy and the third into my ass. They switch and take on new positions, getting hard in no time at all. i still continue to cum, right when they do. i am a cum whore. It is their cumming that makes me cum. i think of them as Master, knowing i'm pleasing Him as i'm pleasing them, as i should have done Master's guest earlier without thinking of who he was and how he hurt Master in the past...

i'm running out of orgasms to have, but they have more energy than me. They keep getting hard, keep fucking me. All i want to do now is rest, to be in my Master's arms once more. But they want more, and Master wants more...please, let me lie down, let me be in the mud, let me sleep-

Then gunshots. Did they shoot me? Some grizzly-like man in a green rain parka looks tenderly at me and that's all i can remember...

Next thing i know i'm in front of a warm fire. i curl up like a cat to warm up. i dimly notice that the mud and cum are caked up on me. i want to wash up so i can serve my Master once more but i don't even have the energy to get up. i'm so cold i can't stop shivering...

Then someone comes in and approaches me. "There now, my darling girl, it's all right," he says and it's Him, my beloved Master! He saved me from the men, scared them off with the gun and carried me off when it felt like they were going to kill me with their endless torture. He gently picks me up and carries me off like a helpless kitten...

And then we're in the bathroom, lighted with the most beautifully scented candles. A steaming tub, scented with rose oil, envelops my bruised, mud-tortured body as He slowly lowers me into the tub. Soft music plays and thunder reverberates around the cabin, wanting to get in but cannot, not with the pouring rain shielding us from the dangers of the outer world...

The night is almost over...a new day promising to yield more rain and this business I have has carried over and needs to be taken care of as a priority...tsk tsk...having a recalcitrant submissive still learning my ways and important business of expanding the community of "first-stone" along the spine of the Appalachians, all the way from here in Georgia up to Maine where the winters are seriously shivering.

...I give her an hour to luxuriate and regain some sense of her femininity while I continue my discussions...then hearing her getting out of the soothing tub, plodding around, doing what women do in their incessant need to primp and quietly making me know that she is again ready to serve, although she has to be functioning on auto-pilot...I motion her to enter the room on her knees, crawling over to wait by my chair like a good slave should...

...Noticing how the men who have not had her this night are admiring her, with her eyes totally downcast now, I lift her chin to whisper in her ear..."ask in your sweetest voice what each of my guests desires of you in our presence, and give it to them, as I agree...ask my permission with you crawling back to me, then perform to your best ability"...she almost looks into my eyes, hardly believing that her marathon is still happening...and then dutifully as she is learning to be such an obedient slave, she crawls over to the one beside me and quietly asks...

..."is there something i can do for your pleasure, Sir?" i ask the one closest to Master. i feel their eyes on me and i wish to hide, but i am here to serve Master, and it is what He wishes of me.

i keep my gaze on the floor as the man bends to my ear and says to me "yes, sweet girl, i want to plug your tight asshole with my cock. Think you can handle that, sugar?" with my eyes to the floor i crawl back to Master and relay the request to Him. Knowing Him much better now and His incessant desires of me, i am not surprised when he says "why yes, my darling girl, and show him what a sweet ass you have and how you love having a cock in there." And then with a kiss to my forehead, he slightly shoves me back to the man, where i then hike up my ass for him to use...

i feel his fingers probing and once again i get wet. He takes the finger out and shoves it up my hot pussy, and then in my ass to get it wet and ready for his cock. Although i love being fucked in the ass, i still brace for it to go in, because it hurts...then it feels so good...

Before i know it he shoves his cock up there and it's huge! Like it wants to split me apart. After a minute i get used to it and i start getting wet. He then rubs my slippery wet clit with his rough hands and in no time at all i start cumming like never before. It seems endless and then he cums all over my ass. i can feel the cum overflow and drip down in white gobs...

And then to the next one, who wants a cocksucking. i crawl to Master and he gently grants this indulgence. Strange - i was tired when i came in after my bath, but now i am rejuvenated, with all the cum flowing through me. Like outside, it all becomes a blur to me again and tehn i'm taking one cock in my mouth, then one in my hot, wet cunt, and another in my ass. And again i'm cumming like never before. It's like my wildest dreams come to life...and i have Master to thank.

...in the presence of all four of us present she deliciously regains her natural sexiness and begins to ask, receive my permssion, then give all of us a display of her sexual prowess as a woman who knows how to use her body to please men...the last man tells her he wants all of her holes stuffed by my visitors and with a smile yet on her face, I know that this is one of her favorite activities, she crawls to me knowing I will let her enjoy this finale...she loves to entertain in quantity while still focusing on the quality of the event...

...each man preferring a different vantage point and me looking on I see that she has somehow reenergized like the little bunny and within a matter of a few minutes not only do the men convulse in their orgasmic zone of perversion but she also has the rhythmic signs of her own pleasures...for now the intimate details of the thrusting and spewing of cock juice is almost routine to all of us...

...finally done with no one asking for more...I take her leash and lead her to her cage, where she will finally get to fall into that deep well of sleep, restoring herself truly for her demanding duties as the hostess for me and my many guests...maybe next time she'll remember that she is to serve...never to think...I'm almost certain this night will not be forgotten too soon...

Wolfendom & paganmaid163 copyright 2005

 
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