Camping with my Dom Pt. 02

Literotic asexstories – Camping with my Dom Pt. 02 by RaysBitch,RaysBitch
*authors note – this second part was written from my Dom’s perspective*

He scrabbled along behind me and looked up at me with absolutely pathetic eyes “Please take the spreader off”. I stopped and looked down at him skeptically, pretending like I was thinking about it. He took the opportunity to try and talk his way out of it.

“I’m just slowing you down, don’t you want to get there faster?”

Clearly, he didn’t get that watching him struggle brings up that cruel rush for me. Or more likely he did and he’s trying to push the edge of my control. Which was absolutely unacceptable. I felt the rush of annoyance and leaned into it, feeling the free expanse of the emotion. He took my pause to ride my rising irritation as an opportunity, and a stream of words trying to sway me poured out of him.

“Please Master, you know I’ll be good. I’ll stay right behind you the whole time we are walking and stop when you tell me to and won’t say anything” (unlikely.)

“My hands are getting all roughed up and dirty on these rocks, won’t you want them later? Won’t you want me clean? When we stop you can put it right back on and it will be just like it will have been on the whole time. Please??”

I glared down at him and he shrunk back. I grabbed lower on the heavy chain and pulled his face up towards me. The collar bit into the back of his neck. “You don’t get to have an opinion here, you don’t get to have preferences, you don’t get what you want unless I decide to give it to you, and I decide what you want. Is that clear?”

“Yes Master, I’m sorry Master”

“Good.”

I stepped forward and yanked the chain to pull him after me again. He started crawling forward again pathetically, dramatically, looking me in the eyes as I watched him follow. He was clearly trying to fuck with me. I spun around, leaned over, and slapped him full in the face. He looked shocked as I grabbed him by the throat. “None of that fucking attitude boy”. I shoved him back down to the ground and spit on him.

“Know your place.”

I started forward again and this time he trailed behind me, keeping close to my steps. I could see he was moving as fast as he could hobbled, and I enjoyed the rush. We reached the end of the long sandy beach we’d been moving upstream on, and I started straight up the bank following a game trail. He followed after me like a good boy, navigating the steep, uneven terrain awkwardly but as fast as he could. It was profoundly satisfying watching him follow me, knowing he would do whatever I wanted him to. He looked so fucking stupid with his ass in the air like that, and his crawling somehow just highlight what a target it was. I felt that compulsion to fill it with something, to shove not just a finger but two, his tail, to use my tongue.

I got carried away in my building desire until suddenly, his foot slipped on a loose rock and he fell hard behind me, shouting in surprise and sliding into the side of a downed tree. I paused to check on him — he’d skinned his hip on a rock and gotten scratched up on some pointy undergrowth but otherwise seemed mostly unharmed. He begged again when he saw me demonstrate concern.

“Please master, please take it off.”

I was annoyed but I internally relented. I couldn’t have him broken on me, it was far too early in the trip, and I could see that there were more downed logs ahead to navigate. He wasn’t going to get out of it quite that easily though. I’d built up a lot of frustration even though we’d not even gotten near a quarter of a mile from the car, and I was aching. It was too early to fill him though, we both needed to be deprived of that release a little longer. He was on his knees in front of me, trapped between me and the log.

“How are you going to earn me taking it off?”

“Anything, I’ll do anything.”

“hmm”

I knew what I wanted.

“Take off my pants.”

He eagerly got on his knees and unbuttoned my shorts. He slid them down and saw what I was hiding. Underneath I was already wearing my harness. I saw his face go completely blank with desire.

“Master are we –”

“Not yet we’re not”. Goddamn I loved teasing him.

“Please??”

“I already told you how much I care about your opinions. Now take my shorts all the way off”

He obliged.

“Good boy” And since I couldn’t wait even one second more I swung a thigh over his shoulder, pulled the harness aside, and put his mouth on my clit.

To be continued..