Chapter 4

I lay on the dark blue blanket looking up at sky.  The waves continued to crash against the rocks nearby as I heard Sir moving about somewhere.  After the purple ball gag had been locked inside my mouth, I had been retied, and arranged on the blanket for him.  To anyone who looked down at us, It looked as if I was lounging on the blanket, despite how cold it was.  I was now laying parallel to the divider that was keeping the rocks in place.  My arms were tied over my head, secured to one end of the cement, and one ankle was now firmly held by the other end.  My left ankle was however bent, and the dark blue rope, conveneitnely matched my jeans from far away, as it held my calf and thigh together. 

I began to squirm and writhe, slightly chilled on the stones.  A futile moan was offered as I looked around for Sir once more.  The downfall of having breasts of my size, leaves it difficult to see over the large mounds of flesh when laying on your back.   I heard His sadistic chuckle,"Relax baby, I didn't leave you hear alone.  but I think its time you put your socks onso that you don't loose your toes." 

Sir moved down to my feet, and a gratefull sigh managed its way between the rubber ball and my lips.  The cover of the cotton felt wonderful, despite the current temperature and position.  I wriggles my toes int he socks, and let out a playful giggle.

"Its nice to see you in a good mood.  I'm feeling devious this afternoon."  Green eyes looked up at him, half in shock half in anticipation, wondering what could be brewing in His head.  Tan boots stepped up to either side of my hips, and Sit bent down, brushing his fingers over my cheek.  "This is almost reminiscent of that time by tthe ater in Maine.  However I think this wil be much more enjoyable.  The only question is..." the voice trailed as his fingers traces their way down along my neck.  "Where to start."

The fleece was pulled up over my chest, exposing my tank top.  "I think I will start here." I jumped as I felt the cold air rush against my skin.  He hadn't gone for my breasts, but unzipped my jeans sliding  them down and open.  Sir had stepped back and was now beside me, leaning over my body as I felt his fingers sliding down the front of my pants. 

" I wonder how the cold feels now." His arm pulled my thigh wide, exposing my sex to the cold.  What was more was it also exposed the small steel ring in my hood.  My body shivered and arched up towards him.   That evil laugh could be heard,"Oh, you like that? Interesting."  My only response could be a low moan from behind the rubber gag.

"Let's see exactly how repsonsive you are out in the cold now." His hand had barely moved when I shrieked and furiously began to squirm trying to bring my thighs together and hide it from him.  Truth be told, since the ring had gone in, I went from calm to the edge in about 5 second.  I wouldn't last, I couldn't last if he managed to...

"What have we here?" His arm kept my leg where it was no matter how much I tried to prevent it. His fingers pressed on the silken wet flesh on either side of the ring and began to rub in small insistent circles.   I attempted to cry out behind the gag, but it was firmly lodged.  I bucked, arching my hips up against his hand.  My eyes opened wide.  The laugh returned, though his hand remained where it was. 

I couldn't help it, as my body betrayed me, lifting and rolling up towards his touch.  His 'free' hand  pulled down the tank top, to allow my breasts to be pulled free from the top.  I whimpered behind the gag, and looked towards him pleading.  I was going to be exposed before him, and the water and possibly those who could walk by.  "What is this too cold? you can walk around in sandals but you can't have your nipples get hard?"

And they were, painfully hard at this point.  Not only had the cold begun to constrict the skin, but his hands were not idly resting .  They were pinching, pulling, twisting, forcing me to squirm and moan before him.  " Its a good thing I gagged you, or surely the police would have been here already.  My breath was going ragged, It was building, if he even so much as touched me, it would be over.  

"Eese.. Eese... er"  I was trying to talk from behind the gag, but it was obviosuly more than garbled.

"What? I can't hear you?" His hand gave a slap to each of my breasts, feeling them jiggle and bounce against the other, He went for a second, and a third before I tried again. 

"EEESE... EEESE... ER!!" Drool slid down over my cheek as I rolled my head to the side.  My hips rose once more.

"Please? Please what?"

A bunch of unintelligble nosies came out of my mouth.  I wasn't as skilled in the art of begging as some people.  "That would be better if I could make sense of that.  So unfortunately, no." I let out a whine as frustration was building.  His hand had taken on a rythmn to keep me sitting on the edge.  Inwardly I was cursing him, fighting the control and composure. 

A sudden flood of sensation blasted through my body as I felt him tug on the hood ring.  Unable to control it, I felt an orgasm wash through my body.  I cried out against the gag and squirmed in the new wet stain on the back of my jeans.  My body tensed, and I lay shaking at his side.  I felt the sudden pang of clips against my nipples as I fought to calm my breathing.  A few mummbled,"Thank you's" escaped as I rolled and tried to curl up, to protect my body. 

"Don't bother, I'm not done with you yet.  Not by a long shot."


... more to come soon...