Experiences in the Woods (33)

We were on holiday in Ireland. We had stayed the night in a B&B in Donegal and after breakfast went looking for somewhere suitable, finding the perfect spot - Lackrom Forest. If you look on multimap, go 5 Km north of Donegal on the road between Ogherbeg and Eglish Meenataggart - these are not villages, perhaps just one house. The road has one vehicle an hour along it. Part way along is a small gravel lay-by on the left, heading north, next to a break in the fence into the forest. The conifers are about 15 ft tall, and closely packed, so you don't have to go far in to find a nice secluded spot.

My Mistress ordered me into the wood to first cut a branch from a tree (4 ft long, half inch diameter at the base), stripping the greenery off it, but leaving six or seven whippy ends. Then She made me strip, also stripping off Her top to reveal Her breasts. She came up to me and growled, "You are going to get the beating of your life, slave," kneeing me in the balls.

I staggered and The Mistress punched me in the solar plexus, and I doubled up - She shoved me and I fell.

She started to kick me on the ground, but I curled into a ball. "Lay flat and spread your legs, slave," She ordered.

I complied, to be rewarded with the first of about six savage kicks in my testacles - by chance my middle had fallen across a grassy knoll, so my balls were well exposed for Her boot to connect with them.

"Now the bit I'm really looking forward to." She swished the branch through the air. "I'll keep on lashing you till you call red." (our safe word).

The branch lashed down onto my butt - it really stung. More followed, and She started to move around a bit, hitting my thighs and back. After about fifteen lashes Mistress paused. "I'm enjoying this - want to call red yet, slave?"

While it was painful, the stinging was being quite cathartic, and I did not want to give in to my weakness, and also wanted to please my Mistress.

The next one struck harder than any previously - right across the butt, and She rained more like it down on my thighs and back.

I couldn't take any more, "Red," I screamed.

Mistress threw the stick down across my back. "You pathetic little moron," She snarled. "Weak man."

I curled into a foetal ball. I sensed The Mistress putting Her bra and top back on. "Straighten out again, slave, I want some photos." She walked around me, snapping away, chuckling and giving me the odd kick as She did. "Now, stay there for 10 minutes, then come back to the car - and bring the stick with you."

The Mistress left me to suffer and recover alone.

When I returned to the car, She was listening to loud rock music on the stereo. "I feel horny," The Mistress announced. "Find somewhere away from the road and pleasure me," She ordered.

The door closes here, gentle reader, some things can be shared, but other things cannot. Suffice to say the stick was used some more to correct me when I did not pleasure Her as She required.

For the next 36 hours as we drove and sat in pubs, my butt stung with pleasurable memories of the best beating in the woods I've ever had. The photos still remind me of it.

However, I did bring a camera on my little jaunts, and later ran the footage through Windows Movie Maker and added a story of sorts ...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xQYah4LQOuM http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMQbjwImy2w&featu... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cO83zDQcGSU

On other occasions I would take her, in daylight, to quiet picnic places or car-parks in the woods and fuck her - again, her naked, me not. The point about these places were that they were places where other people might come, but weren't particularly likely to; as far as I know we were never seen (although once - which excited her greatly - we could see other people, and if they had looked our way they would have seen us). She wasn't, I think, strictly an exhibitionist, but the risk of being seen excited her. She was also a masochist, but I never punished her in the woods - I don't now know why not.

With another lover, I would take her into the woods, tie her to a tree, strip her naked, blindfold her, walk way making as much noise as I could, sneak round to a completely different direction, wait five minutes, sneak back and fuck her. What she got off on was the fact that she wasn't absolutely certain it was me. Really she knew it was, of course - but the possibility that it might be a stranger, or another man I'd sold her to, was intensely erotic to her.

For me, just having an attractive woman bound and naked in a wood is eroticism enough - I find woods incredibly sexy places. But I'll add any theatre to that basic scene which works for the woman, which encourages her to go with me again.

;; Semper in faecibus sumus, sole profundum variat.
Some of my stories are here. Others are here.

And just humiliating me as I was a newbie.

I thought doing readers wives posing was what all subs did.

I prefer to be in the open air and at one with nature it just brings the sub out in me

Why bother ?

Apart from myself, plenty of our visitors also take full advantage!

Summer afternoons in a discreet sunny clearing. Submissive bound to a tree, or spread between two. Gag, and apply hitty things that make no noise...

Hours of fun!

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You know I read both of those and thought Mmmmmmm as my master and I had discussed similar things for us to do.. :D

The coat one we did while recently out and about but not on purpose.. more that a gentleman came across us while I was having my first spanking.. he got a lovely show of corset and stockings.. :D I just smiled and we waited till he had gone and found somehwere a litle better.

Off to the woods again very soon and mmmmmmm I really can not wait. :D

I am and always have been my Masters Slave, from the day I was born I was his. I just didn't realise it till My Master claimed me.

What's stopping you? You've got a good location. No Dom(me) to do it to you? Courage?

Yes it does make one feel quite primal, and my Domme felt the same way, giving me the most thorough beating up she has ever done!

Awesome.

And as luck would have it, my new house is opposite woodland too!

Its not begging....Its saying please very politely Its not bratty...its colourful

It's also near a pub and a good take away , some people have all the luck