Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Three and a Half

Part Four

Part Four and a Half

Part Four and Three Quarters

A few days after her hotel-room whirlwind with David [M40], Emily [F30] found herself sitting in her office, unable to think. She could still remember the heat inside her when he came, the sensation of his cock throbbing and the look in his eyes as he stared down at her. Her productivity had dropped hard, as the seed of lustful desire for David grew inside her.

Suddenly ambivalent to her work this Friday, Emily got up to use the restroom and freshen her coffee. After performing the necessary tasks, Emily looked into the bathroom mirror. She was wearing a black turtleneck beneath a charcoal blazer, a delicate gold necklace appearing to melt against her body. Emily hooked a finger and pulled down the turtleneck a few inches, and saw the pale purple mark left by David’s hand on her neck.

While Emily’s coworkers might have thought she had a sudden Steve Jobs-fixation based on her fashion choices this week, she was concealing the faint bruise left by David’s hand as he controlled her breathing and made her cum. In that moment, her mind was entirely blank except for the desire and need to cum for him, and she had loved it.

Emily also turned and pulled down her slacks about six inches, admiring the purple and yellow handprint on her right ass cheek. David’s aim had been on-point, each spank arriving in the exact same location. As result, the bruise was defined, as if someone had painted a purple hand on her rear.

She was proud of her marks, proud of that secret slutty sting when she sat down on her bruised ass. As Emily left the restroom carrying her coffee in her right hand, daydreaming of her next opportunity with David, her phone chimed in her back right pocket.

Unable to grab the phone and check the message, Emily impatiently quickened her pace. As result, the hot coffee spilled a bit, but Emily ignored it. She had a single desire, to see if David had messaged her.

Throwing herself into the office chair, Emily put down the coffee and retrieved her phone. On the scream was a blue text bubble:

“From David: Good Morning, Emily.”

She had not heard from him in a few days, and her heart pounded like a school girl’s when passed a crush’s note.

Emily unlocked her phone and began typing frantically “good morning David. I had so much fun the other day.”

She was nervous each time she pushed “send,” irrationally hoping to be perfect.

She could see the little bubbles as David typed his response, but before he completed it, Emily wrote “Will I see you again?”

“You will. Are you free later this afternoon?”

Emily’s heart pounded, as she nervously typed the words “I am.”

“I have a cabin about an hour from town, would you mind meeting there? I was thinking you could spend the night, and I’ll make you breakfast tomorrow.”

Emily had left her schedule open in case David contacted her, and she was suddenly thankful for her foresight.

“I’d love to. Would 5 o’clock work?” Emily wrote.

“Sounds perfect, I’m sure you’d love to skip out a bit early. See you tonight.”

Emily’s excitement was overwhelming, she began watching the delicate hands of the clock on her desk until they reached the appointed hour. She hurried home and grabbed her travel kit, and threw a few sexy outfits into her overnight bag. As she drove down the long two-lane highway leading towards David’s cabin, she saw dark clouds up ahead in the snow-capped mountains, lit up pink and purple by the setting sun.

Emily got off the highway and began driving up a winding mixed gravel road, through the alpine pine trees. On each side of the road, Emily could see the lights of other cabins.

“Turn right in .5 miles.”

Her heart rose at the words, knowing she was close.

Suddenly, there was a bright flash of blueish white lightning from behind her, that lit the landscape like the face of the Moon. Her heart jumped, and as she slowed her car, the pounding rumble of thunder overtook her. As she watched, the lights of all the cabins suddenly went dark and the only light was her headlights.

She checked her car and everything was still functioning, the lightning must have stricken a power line down by the highway.

She slowly continued following the GPS’s route until she saw a modern concrete, wood and glass cabin up ahead. A single car parked beneath an awning. As she approached and her headlights bathed the cabin in light, she noticed a candle suddenly light up one of the windows.

After parking and retrieving her bag, she retrieved the black silk choker David had given her and put it in her pocket. As she walked towards the house, built into the hillside, she noticed a few more candles in the windows, and the silhouette of movement inside.

Emily stepped onto the welcome mat, in front of the large wooden door and tried to compose herself, running a hand to smooth the fabric of her outfit. She raised her hand and knocked three times in quick succession.

She heard the dull thud of footsteps and the latch unlock, and watched the door swing open revealing David’s smiling face.

“Good evening. I see you found the place.” David said.

The words were almost caught in her throat “I did.”

“Mother Nature decided to contribute her own drama this evening, but I have plenty of candles to tied us over.”

David reached out and took her hand, gently pulling her inside the cabin. She obediently followed, and without thinking, let her bag drop just inside the closing door. The cabin was small and intimate, a single room with a kitchen, fireplace and sitting area, and a large bed against the front floor-length front window. She realized the window must be tinted from the outside, because she could didn’t see the bed as she drove up and approached.

She felt the pulsing heat of the fire on her skin from across the room, and after circling once to survey the space, her attention returned to David. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together.

Emily’s eyes closed and she felt his strong arms pull her near, and she savored the sensation of their embrace. As her legs got weak, her eyelids were suddenly lit up pink, and she sensed lightning had struck again.

David’s touch didn’t falter at all, but she nearly collapsed when the thunder shook the whole cabin and their bodies.

Once they broke their kiss, David whispered “I’ve needed that desperately.”

Emily replied “me too.”

Emily stepped back and slid her blazer off the shoulders, then she took off her turtleneck and pants. As she slid the pants off her legs, she surreptitiously retrieved the silk choker from her pocket and tucked it into her palm.

Finally, she stood in front of him, only clad in panties and a bralette. She reached out her hand and as David looked at her quizzically, she dropped the choker into his. He took it with a devilish smile, and she stood proudly at attention as she walked behind and expertly began tying the fabric around her neck.

As he completed the final knot and kissed along the back of her shoulders, the room was lit-up by lightning again, and the whole room shook.

Emily’s breath was shallow and her pulse fast. She felt transformed by his touch, submissive and safe, ready to obey.

David calmly praised her “You look absolutely gorgeous Emily, like all my dreams come true. I want you, all of you. Tonight it’s just you and me, and there isn’t another living soul in the world. You are free to be whatever you desire.”

Again, lightning struck as David spoke, the thunder making it almost difficult to hear his last few words.

David asked from behind “ready to play?”

“Yes Daddy.”