Part one

The Place   Beth drove east out of town early Friday morning. The warm autumn air flowed through her hair as her Jeep hummed down the highway further and further away from civilization. This trip had been been her secret obsession for over a year. A secluded secret camping site known only to the most seasoned adventurers waited at the end. An overheard conversation sparked her desire. Her boot camp gym instructor was chatting with one of the younger girls in Beth's class. When Beth inquired details the instructor discouraged her and said perhaps she should stick to a more established area if she was interested in micro camping. It was the kind of comment that drove Beth's desire to change her life and for the last two years she had done just that.    Beth's forties entered her life much the same as many women. The emptying of the nest of children and the estrangement of her marriage, struck an all too familiar cord with her. She had seen this phenomenon with friends and relative and Beth was determined it would not define the second act of her life. She focused on her career and physical activity at first, walking, biking, yoga. Then as the results began to show and her confidence increased, she pick up the intensity. She worked hard and soon was keeping up with much younger women. Some girls even commented as to how "inspiring" Beth was to them. But it was the negatives and doubters that truly drove her. One back handed comment from someone would fuel a dozen feverish workouts. In the end it was Beth that always  persevered.    It wasn't too long before Beth cornered her boot camp instructor and all but threatened her into telling all she knew of this secret place. The girl gave Beth directions and even drew her a crude map of the area. Beth trained for a year solid and read books and articles about how to micro camp. A minimalist approach to the outdoors where you hike into a remote area and live for several days with only the bare essentials to survive. She researched the gear and practiced in her back yard, cooking on fuel stoves, purifying water, setting up her tent, and the million other little survival tricks the books taught her. Beth was a book expert by the time her actual trip was to take place. She told a couple of friends her plans as a precaution and both of them questioned the safety of the trip, but Beth wasn't about to chicken out now. She had something to prove to the only person left to convince, herself.     Beth followed her GPS unit until the screen went gray and the words "No Data Available" appeared. This brought a smile to Beth's face. It all became very real when she took out the map her instructor drew her and she spotted the important land marks.  "Turn right just past the upside down school bus" "Take the left fork in the road at the burned down shed." Beth drove deeper into the wilderness until she finally ran out of road. There was a large flat parking area and she pulled her jeep into a shady spot by some scrub oak trees. She buttoned the top canvas back onto the Jeep and set to arranging her gear. She changed into her hiking boots and filled every water container she had. She found a rock to hid her car keys under, no use in hauling them around only to lose them. Beth took a deep breath and pulled her heavy pack onto her shoulders. She adjusted the straps until it was perfectly balanced on her back. She locked the Jeep and picked up two half gallon water jugs, one in each hand. This would be her traveling water. Dehydration was a very real and deadly problem out in the high country and Beth wasn't going to let it get the best of her.    The first hour of the hike was a twisting rocky path switching back and forth up the windward side of a steep mountain. Beth would walk for forty five minutes then rest for fifteen. At her first stop she looked back at the tiny black dot that was her jeep. She wondered how she ever made it this far. Five years ago thoughts of this trip would have been a cruel joke. But now she felt infinitely powerful and in charge of her life. The next hour was more of a test, the path became less defined and rugged. The noon sun beat down on her head and she could feel the stone beneath her feet radiate it back up against her. This was no Sunday stroll, and at the second rest stop she finished her first jug of water. Beth tied the empty jug to her pack and continued her way up. Littering was against the unwritten rules of this place. You pack it in, you pack it out. Besides she'd need empty containers when she found drinkable water.     It was a little past one in the afternoon when Beth reached the summit and looked over the other side. She sat down on a flat rock and gazed in wonderment at what she saw. The windward side of the mountain was rocky and dry and barren. But the leeward side was lush and filled with color. The height of the mountain robbed rain from one side and showered it down on the other. Beth sat silently and drank in the panorama of early autumn color. There was a thick canopy of trees and a river flowing down into a deep valley. Beth could see the evidence of many visitors to this place before her, but she was profoundly alone now. An hour passed before Beth decide to pick up her pack and begin the hike down into the lush valley below. She looked back and far it the distance she saw a trail of dust. Two trails as it were and a distant noise like thunder. She was no longer alone in this place.     Beth felt a little uneasy for the first time on her adventure. It was two weeks after Labor Day and she was sure that she would be the only one out here this weekend. But she had no right to deny anyone else from being out here, they were probably just a couple harmless bikers out for a ride. She decided to just lose herself in the maze of trails and pay the other visitors no mind.    Beth hiked down the side of the mountain towards the valley. And one point the trail twisted back to a point were she could look back toward the clearing were she parked her car. She took out her binoculars and saw two people standing next to motorcycles that were parked close to her Jeep. They were hazy black figures and one appeared to be looking in the window of her Jeep. Beth felt a lump in her throat. She knew the parking lot had a path that lead directly to the valley. If these two wanted to catch up with her it wouldn't take them long, just cut the mountain out of the equation. Just stay out of sight and ahead of them and everything would be fine.   Beth tried to remain calm. She picked a path that seemed to go in the opposite direction of the two intruders. She picked up her pace and worked farther down into the valley. She used her compass to pick the paths that kept her moving in the same direction. But it was hard. All of the trails seemed to crisis cross and intersect with each other. Beth walked along a narrow trail under huge pine trees so tall and thick that they blotted out the sun. She could hear the river far off in the distance, but she could also hear voices, and they seemed to be getting much closer.     Beth hid behind a tree and pointed her binoculars up the mountain. The two black figures were definitely following her path. She could see their shadows as they moved down the  twisted path. She looked at her yellow and orange backpack, they could see her from a mile away. She needed to get farther ahead and lose them in the forest.  Beth moved as fast as she could but she was getting tired and her pack felt like it was loaded with lead. Sweat ran down her face and soaked her shirt. She stopped moving only long enough to guzzle the last of her walking water from the jug. Her mind began to race, two bikers out here? Why would they be in a secluded hiking place if not to look for victims? Beth began to panic, she heard the two shouting back and forth to each other. Had they split up to surround her? Could one of them be waiting up ahead for her?    Beth's heart pounded in her chest as she turned and squeezed under some brush and down a narrow path. This was nothing more than a deer trail but she hoped it would be enough to facilitate her escape. The thin branches of the brush bit her arms and legs as she all but ran down the trail. Her mind was working feverishly to come up with a solution. She did have a heavy knife in her pack. If she got cornered she could at least put up a fight. Now which pocket was that knife in?   Beth's foot caught under a tree root and she fell face first onto the ground and began to roll down a steep hill. She bounced and rolled and then landed in a heap at the bottom. The fall had knocked the wind out of her and she gasped to try and catch her breath. She rolled over and unhooked her pack. She was disoriented and it took her a second to realize she was smack dab in the middle of the main trail. She rolled over and began searching her pack for the knife. She jumped when she heard a sharp crack of a branch behind her.     Beth rolled over and saw him standing not ten feet behind her. He was tall and muscular with jet black hair and gray blue eyes like a wolf. His gaze mesmerized her and she froze. He had caught up with her and there was no way she would escape now.  Beth stared at the man and she could hear the beating of her heart in her ears. Was this how her adventure ends, with her brutal rape and murder? All these thoughts raced through her brain in a millisecond.     "Jesus lady, are you ok? You must have rolled thirty feet down that hill." His voice shocked Beth. She nodded her head yes because she was too terrified to speak.    "Man, you really need to be more careful and stick to the main trails. You break an ankle out here this time of year and you'd be proper fucked. Pardon my French. Are you sure you're ok?"    Beth laid on the ground and felt proper fucked indeed. This wasn't some monster coming to attack her. It was just another fellow traveler out for a hike. Even his black clothes weren't sinister leather, but the light weight nylon micro fiber made for hiking.    "I'm fine, I'm just going to rest here for a bit. Thank you for checking." She said her face flushed red.    "Ok, if you're sure. I'm heading down this path for a swim. If you head down this way there are some nice spots down by the river to camp. Just be careful and if you need help blow your whistle. You do have a whistle don't you?"    Beth reached onto her pack and showed him her whistle on the thin bungee cord that you're supposed blow when you're in trouble. He smiled at her and walked passed her down the path.    Beth laid there for ten minutes feeling relieved and embarrassed. She brushed herself off and walked down the path until she found a nice flat spot to pitch her tent and camp. She set up camp quickly like she had practiced fifty times before. Tent and rain shelter tarp over the top. Sleeping bag rolled out and bags of freeze dried food secured away from the animals. In fifteen minutes Beth had regained her composure and confidence that she hadn't made a terrible mistake coming here. But she was low on water and a trip to the river was needed.    Beth walked along the path carrying her two empty water jugs. She came upon a pile of clothes sitting on a log next the path. She took a few steps towards them and saw a small opening in the brush that led out to a rock ledge about twenty feet above a deep blue pool of water. Beth watched as the man she had so awkwardly met before, swam naked in the water. His body looked long and sleek in the pool below. She watched as the water cascaded off his muscular back and across his ass as his powerful legs kicked up the water behind. Him. Beth felt wicked when he rolled over and floated on his back. His thick cock laying flat against his hip. He was exquisite and Beth couldn't help but feeling turned on by this voyeuristic thrill. She stayed hidden and watched him swim back and forth across what looked to be an abandoned rock quarry. There were smooth sides to this pool with large flat rock surfaces like marble tiles lining the rim. The stream flowed into it and one end over a small waterfall and drained out the other over another.  It was spectacular and the naked man made it seem Eden like to Beth.   "He's something, isn't he?"     Beth jumped a foot in the air by the shock of someone speaking behind her. She spun around quickly and saw a woman standing behind her.     "Oh my god, I was just coming for water I didn't mean to spy on him. Is he your.." The woman began to laugh and shake her head.    "It's cool, sweetly don't worry about it. I sometimes watch him myself. My name is Jillian, but you can call me Jill. That beefy fellow down there is Roy. Welcome to the neighborhood." Jill reached her hand out and Beth shook it.    "I'm Beth. This is my first time out here. I really don't know my way around very well. I was looking for water, see." Beth lifted her water jugs to show Jill. "I didn't mean to spy on your, boyfriend?"       "Well Roy certainly is a boy and he is definitely a friend, but I don't think you could call him mine. Owning him would be kind of like trying to own the wind. You'd just end up trying to hold onto nothing. But it does feel good blowing through your hair. No I'd call him more of my, maker, then anything else."  "Maker? Like in the vampire movies?" Beth asked sounding kind of confused.  "Sort of, but without all the blood play and teenaged angst. No, I was lost in my corporate world, struggling everyday to make sense of what my life had become. I was on a path that gave my no joy and was slowly sucking the life out of me. Then one night completely by accident I met Roy. He took me by the arm and lead me away from all that and showed me a better way to live."    "What did he do? What did he show you?" Beth asked anxious to hear what powers this strange man possessed.    "It's a long story, I'll tell you later. Let's go swimming." Jill said and pulled her shirt over her head.     Jill was Beth's age as far as she could tell. She was attractive but no more so than Beth. Her body was firm but mature and Beth watched her as she stripped naked in front of her. She had several beautiful tattoos and her nipples were both pierced with thin golden hoops. Her pussy was shaved bare and she made no attempt to hide it from Beth as she stepped out of her panties and walked to the edge of the cliff.    "What are you waiting for? The water is heaven this time of year." Jill said looking back at Beth.    "I'm shy"    "No, you're not. Shy people don't come here."    "I'm afraid of jumping."    "Come join us or stay here it doesn't matter to me. But you didn't come all this way not to jump did you?" Jill stepped to the edge and screamed like a banshee as she dove from the ledge and hit the water head first. Beth stood there for a second and watched Jill come to the surface. Jill whistled at Beth and waved to her to follow. Beth pulled her shirt over her head stepped out of her shorts and screamed louder than she ever had as she leapt from the cliff and landed naked in a cannonball tuck in the water below. Her momentum carried her deep and as she slow floated to the surface every care she had washed away.    "My god this water is magical!" Beth shouted as she bobbed to the surface and began swimming around Jill and Roy.    "This is our neighbor for the weekend, Roy. Beth and I were admiring the view before we decided to join you." Jill said teasing, Beth.   "Oh we have met, she's quite the trailblazer and downhill acrobat. But it's nice to be properly introduced. I do hope you will let us show you the wonders of this place, Beth." Roy said as he swam around Beth in a wide circle.    "How could I turn down such a gracious offer." Beth said as she floated among the pair.     The three of them swam for a while then Roy crawled up on a large black slab of granite and laid down. Jill got out of the water and laid down next to him. Beth looked at them both reclining on the slab naked and unashamed. They seemed infinitely free at that moment.     "Come on up here, Beth. This is the best part of swimming." Jill said calling to her new friend.  Beth swam over to the rim of the pool and stepped up onto the slab of black rock. She laid down next to Roy. The afternoon sun had heated the black rock and the three of them laid in a row and gleefully baked naked in the sun.    "See how the rock is the perfect temperature at this time of day? It's like a giant hot stone massage. I bet all those snotty bitches at your gym would pay a pretty penny for a massage this nice, eh Beth." Jill said as she flicked water off her fingers at Beth.   "You know they would, Jill." Beth said with a wide grin.     "Only one thing missing." Jill said as she got up and walked along the edge of the water. She reached down and picked up a mesh bag out of the pool. Jill reached inside and pulled out a bottle of white wine. She screwed off the top and took a drink then handed it to Roy. He raised it up and took a long pull from the bottle then passed it over to Beth.     "Wow, wine. This really is perfect now. I didn't even think to haul any booze down here with me. I guess it's a rookie mistake on my part." Beth took a drink and passed the bottle back to Jill.    "It's a lot easier when you have a slave to run back and forth from the bikes setting up camp while you go swimming, right Roy?" Jill said playfully kicking Roy in the hip.     "I carried plenty of stuff down too, woman. Now give me that bottle and lay down silly girl."     Jill laid back down next to them and passed the bottle back and forth. The late afternoon sun slowly moved across the sky and Beth's mind floated weightlessly on the warm breeze. She laid next to them and drifted in and out of conscience. After an hour it dawned on her that they were all completely naked. It surprised her how natural and comfortable she felt being completely naked in front of these two. After all she had only met them a few short hours before. But something about it felt right. Beth's body was warm and dry from laying on the black rock and the wine had given her the the coolest of buzz. She felt sexy and free and she could sense her body reacting to the decadence of it all.   Beth heard Roy let out a subtle low moan. She turned her head to face him and saw him laying next to her with his eyes closed tight. Beth tilted her head and looked down his body, his hand was wrapped tightly in Jill's hair and her lips were wrapped around his thick erect cock. Beth didn't say a word, but continued to watch as Jill worked her mouth up and down Roy's shaft. His hand was in her hair but she hardly need any encouragement. She would take him deep into her throat until only the base was visible then Jill would slowly work her lips back up to the bulbous head. She ran the tip of her tongue around the rim of Roy's head then back down deep. Beth watched every move she made. It was erotic and primal and she could feel her desire raise and wetness form between her legs. She rolled over on her side to get a better look. Jill winked at her then took Roy into her throat until she gagged on his cock and a thick wad of her spit ran down his shaft. Roy noticed Beth's gaze and her reached over to her and put his hand on the back of her head. He pulled her to him and kissed her deep on the lips. The warmth and power of his lips against hers took her breath away. Beth ran her hand across Roy's broad chest as he pulled her tighter to him. His lips worked down her neck and up to her ears  as goose bumps formed on Beth's skin. She could feel Roy's back arch as he thrust his cock hard and fast down Jill's throat. Beth opened her legs to press her wetness against Roy's hip. Jill took advantage and ran her hand up the inside of Beth's thigh to her pussy. Jill pressed the tip of her finger inside of the wet folds of Beth's labia.  Beth was shocked at first, she had never had a woman touch her in such and intimate way. A moment of doubt and fear raced through her brain, but it quickly passed when Jill pressed two fingers inside and rubbed her palm against Beth's aching clit.     Beth focused on Roy's kisses but Jill was far too skillful to ignore for long. She worked her fingers inside Beth while her lips served Roy's massive cock. Beth reached down and took Roy's cock in her hand by the base. Jill moved her hand to Beth's nipples and began to pinch and squeeze them. Roy returned the favor by pushing two of his thick fingers inside of Jill. The three of them entwined together in a cascade of fingers and lips and desire. Beth felt Jill's thumb begin to rub circle around her clit and in seconds a powerful climax crashed into her body. It was by far the most intense she had ever experience and her whole body quivered as it washed over her. Jill slipped one finger out of Beth's pussy and pressed the tip into her tight ass. Beth had never let anyone touch her there before, but Jill's finger slid up her tight ass with ease. The mere thought of it coaxed another hard climax from Beth.    Roy tightened his gripe on Beth's head and he kissed her hard and deep. Soon every muscle in his body tensed and he came hard into Jill's hungry mouth. He twisted his body back and forth on the rock as Jill drained him of his hot sticky cum. In a few seconds Roy's body went limp and Beth fell away from him. Jill pulled her mouth from his cock and fingers from Beth's pussy and ass. She crawled up Beth's body and pressed hers down onto it. She pinned Beth's wrist down to the rock and lowered her mouth. Beth opened her lips and Jill kissed her and released Roy's warm cum into Beth's mouth. It tasted sweet and salty and wickedly delicious. Beth and Jill continued to kiss and share in their erotic reward. Roy ran his hands across Jill's back and ass and watched as the two made the deepest of connections. Beth wrapped her arms and legs around Jill and pulled her tight. They locked together and kissed for what seemed like to Beth, an eternity.    They held each other then Jill slowly pulled back.    "It's time to get back to camp. I'm starving and need food to refuel. Why don't you come over to our campsite just before dark, Beth. We can roast some marshmallows and tell goats stories." Beth laid against the rock looking up at Jill, she nodded her head yes. Jill reached down and pulled Roy up by his hand and the two of them walked across the rocks to the path that lead up the cliff. Beth laid there silently and watched them walk away. "What just happened?" She said aloud as they disappeared into woods.

"Stay perfectly still and obey my every command." The word boomed in you ear even though I whispered them. My hot breath against your neck sent shivers of excitement down your spine. I was so close behind you that you could feel the heat of my body, but I had yet to touch you. You longed to be take in my arms and twisted and bend to my will but patients would be your first lesson tonight. It seemed like hours before my hand glided up you arms and pulled your body tight against mine. My left hand circling your throat and pulling your head back to my chest. My right hand slowly undoing the buttons of your black dress. "This is my favorite dress, little girl. Did you wear it to please me?" I ask tightening my hand around your throat. "Yes." You respond nodding the best you can. "Yes what?" I ask as I push my finger under the black lace of your bra and pinch your erect nipple between my thumb and forefinger. "Yes, Daddy. I wore it to please you." Your voice cracking as I twist your sensitive nub. "Good girl." My hand slips away and continues to open the front of your dress. Ever button revealing more of you to me. My fingertips dance along your soft skin and trace your every curve. Soon the last button and I pull the dress from your shoulders and it falls to the floor at your feet. I quick twist of the clasp and your bra falls to the floor on top of it. "Why are you not wearing panties, little girl?" You giggle. "Because you told me not to, Daddy." A blush comes to your chest. "That's right, and for obeying I'm going to give you a present. Close your eyes and stay still." Your eyes close and you wait in darkness for what I give you. You can hear the jangling of the metal as I slip the sliver choke collar over your head and around your neck. I pull the free end and the chain tighten around your pale throat. The metal is cool against your skin and I lay the free end between your breasts. It feels heavy and proper like you were meant to wear it. You open your eyes and see it laying against your naked skin. Your body shudders with excitement. I hook my index finger into the ring between your breast and pull it tight. "Come with me." I say as I walk you over to a leather upholstered chair and stand you behind it. I bend you forward over the back and put your hands on the arms. "Open your legs, little girl." I command. You step your legs apart and feel the cool air against your rising wetness. My hands slowly move down your back and across your hips. I place my left hand on the small of your back and run my right up the inside of your thigh. You gasp as I cup my hand against your pussy and slip my middle finger into your wet folds. I circle the tip around your clit and send shocks of pleasure deep into your brain. I slip two finger inside you and push deep. I curl them and press hard against your G spot. You legs begin to tremble and your breathing get quick. I can feel the walls of your pussy tighten as I bring you to a quick orgasm, "cum for me." I say, giving you permission for pleasure. Your hands claw at the leather as I pump my finger deep against your spot and the warm wave of climax washes over your body. I hold tight and another stronger climax shoot into you as I circle your clit with my thumb. Your body goes taut then a half scream moan falls from your lips as you collapse over the back of the chair. You lay panting as I slow pull my fingers from your wetness. They glisten with your juices and I put them to my lips to taste your sweetness. You hear me beginning to take off my clothes. Your heart skips a little when you hear me pull my thick leather belt from my pants loops. I fold it in half and lay it across your back. I pull your head back by your hair and hold it in my left hand. You can see the thickness of my cock hangs between my legs. You long to please me. "Open your mouth little girl." I say as I step to your face. Your lips open and you take the head of my cock softly into your mouth. I put my other hand under your jaw and hold your head still as I push my shaft into your mouth and begin to fuck your face. You can feel me grow thicker and longer with each stroke. I work my cock in and out of your hot mouth as your lips caress my hardened erection. Tears gather in your eyes as I push deep into your throat. You fight the urge to gag as you lose yourself in the sensation of pleasing your Daddy's cock. You don't even notice that I have pick up the belt off your back until it lashes down hard across your ass. The pain is immediate and hot and perfect as the belt lands on your skin. Your scream is muffled by my cock and radiates against my shaft. The feeling is divine. And I lash down twice more across your supple curves. I can feel your tears falling freely down your face and running onto my cock. You struggle to keep my in your mouth as the belt dances across your hips. One lash curls between your legs and the tip land flat and hard against your swollen labia. The pain drills into your brain so intensely that my cock falls from your mouth. I step to the side and focus now on your ass. I work the belt back and forth covering every inch of your skin in a crimson tapestry of delicious pain. I can see you pussy glisten as I crack the leather. Your flesh glowing hot as the belt sized welts rise. You lose track of how many lashes you take as your mind sinks into subspace. You don't even notice when I stop. I lay my hands against your beaten ass and feel your body tremble beneath me. I pick you up off the chair and lay you face down on a blanket on the floor. I hold your body in my arms and watch as you slowly come back to me. Your eyes open and I know you are ready to continue. I kiss you gently and wipe the last tear drops from your eyes. "I want you on your knee with your arms reaching back between your legs." You raise up off the ground and get into position. I spread your legs wide and pull your arms back. You watch between your legs as I position wooden stocks behind you. I open them and position your ankles and wrist into their slots. I close the top and instantly you are stretched helpless before me. Your wrists just inside your spread ankles. Your face turned to the side and pressed against the floor. "I have another gift for you." Your eyes light up as I pull your new tail out of the bag. Soft brown fur attached to a thick black anal plug. I put a small drop of lube on the tip and press the plug against the tightness of your asshole. "Do you want to be Daddy's pet, little girl?" "Oh yes, daddy. Please make me your pet." You answer excitedly as I begin to push the tip inside you. You moan as I work it slowly into your tight ass. Each push forward a little deeper. The wicked pain rising as you open to take the plugs thickest part. Soon I have pushed it part and your muscles squeeze around the narrow base locking it inside you. The tail brushing against your thighs as you wiggle your ass in delight. I step back and take a few pictures of you locked in the stocks with your red ass plugged. You look exquisite and ecstatic in every way. I kneel behind you and lift your tail high. You feel the head of my cock press against the pink folds of your pussy. I place my hands on your hips and thrust my thick shaft deep inside of you. I am not slow or gentle but hard and deliberate as your pussy opens wide to take me penetration. My fingers dig into your hips as I drive my shaft inside. The plug pushes my head down onto your g spot and every thrust drives you closer to climax. My shaft is slick with your juices as I feel you squeeze me with your pussy. The spasm of your orgasms coming one after another. You are powerless to stop me as you lose your mind in ecstasy. Your holes stretched wide and my hands everywhere on your body. Finger in your mouth, circling your clit, twisting your tender nipples. My hips thrusting hard against your ass, driving my cock deep inside you. Finally you feel the warm rush as I release my cum deep into your body. I hold you tight as I empty into my sweet little girl. I move quickly to release your ankles and wrists and you fall flat and curl into a properly fucked balls. I take you into my arms and hold you with great care as the intensity of the moment comes down. I kiss small tender kisses on your face and you purr in my arms. Your tail still deep in your ass lays between your thighs and tickles your pussy. I lean to your ear. "We've only just begun."

A story

This years model. Heather was filled with excitement as she drove her car closer to her final destination. This would be her first real modeling job and the start of her new career in fashion. All of her friend at the mall said she was crazy for calling the number on the business card a strange man handed her in the food court three weeks ago. After all she was hardly the classic model type with her soft round hips and full breasts, but the man assured her there was work for women of all sizes in today's modeling industry. She blushed as the man complimented her on her piercing blue eyes and long Raven hair. "You could do very well in this business with only a little guidance." He said as he walked away from her that day. Heather was determined to prove her friends wrong and leave them all behind in their dead end jobs at the mall. Heather took the chance and set up a formal interview. It was in a regular office and she filled out employment paperwork before entering Sam the agents office. Sam spent the time asking her questions about herself and explaining exactly what kind of work she would be doing. It was all very profesisional and not a sleazy come on like her friends warned. Once Sam was through Heather was given several outfits to try on and sent to the photographer for test shots. She felt glamorous and sexy as the photographer directed her actions. She changed several times before coming to the last of the outfits. It was a tiny black lingerie set and she felt a little self conscience when she stepped in front of the backdrop with her body barely covered. But as the photographer shot her she began to feel free and empowered. He was a young good looking man and his comments about how she was sexy turned her on. She fantasized that he would ask her to strip and take her right on the studio floor, but alas he only took photos and then thanked her and told her to get dressed. It was about a week later when Sam called, "It's a fetish fashion shoot for a very important client, fifteen hundred dollars and you'll be there most of the day." Heather couldn't believe her ears, fifteen hundred dollars was more than she made in a month. "What's a fetish shoot?" She asked Sam. "It's pretty standard stuff, a lot of lingerie and bondage gear. That's a huge market in this country, everyone wants the fantasy, you understand." Heather didn't understand but she wasn't about to turn the opportunity down. Heather checked the address one more time before turning her car through the gate and up the long winding drive of the secluded mansion. It was by far the biggest house she had ever seen. She was met at the door by and man who took her meet Sasha, the photographers assistant. She was a thin young woman with short cropped hair and dark eyes. "Wonderful to meet you Heather, we loved your test shots and couldn't wait to meet you in person. Come with me and let's get your hair and makeup done and you dressed." Sasha took Heather by the arm and led her down a long hallway to a large dark studio. The only lights were on the makeup area. "Take your clothes off and put on this robe." Sasha said as she handed a plush white bathrobe to Heather. "You mean all my clothes?" Heather asked sheepishly. "Of course, we aren't doing a shoot for faded jeans and lumpy sweaters." Sasha said laughing at her. Heather smiled and slipped off her clothes she felt a little nervous as she slipped her panties over her hips and stepped out of them. "You're even prettier in person." Sasha said as she looked at Heather standing naked in front of her. "Don't be shy we are all professionals here. If you're a good girl today we will be working a lot together. You can make a ton of money in this business." Heather put on the robe and sat down in the makeup chair. "Good girl", there was something about the way Sasha said it that both interested and terrified Heather. Her heart began to beat harder in her chest. Her mind drifted to the girl in front of her, she liked the way Sasha touched her as she fixed her hair and applied her makeup. She wondered what it would be like to kiss her and feel her body against hers. This was a new world after all and Heather had heard stories about the open minded people in fashion. Kissing another girl would have been most taboo among her old friends, but she wasn't so sure about her new ones. At least until Sasha opened her robe and began applying makeup to her breasts. "We can't have your beautiful boobs all shiny can we?" Sasha said as she brushed the power against heathers breasts. It tickled a little and the feeling caused Heather nipples to stiffen. Sasha noticed and ran the tip of her finger around her hard nubs. "This is good can you keep them like this? It will be better for the shoot." Sasha asked moving her finger from the right to the left. "I can if you keep doing that." Heather said surprised at the words that came out of her mouth. "Oh you naughty girl." Sasha said as she pinched Heather's nipple in her fingers. Heather drew a breath in deep as the girl tugged her nipples. "You're going to have to learn to behave, at least until it's time not to. Now open your legs I have to check your shave job." Heather leaned back in the makeup chair and pulled her legs back exposing her freshly shaved pussy to Sasha. "You did a pretty good job, but you missed some strays. We film in high def so I'll have to clean you up." Sasha ran some warm shaving lather into her hand and spread it along Heather pink labia. She picked up a straight razor from the table and began to slowly drag it across her pussy. Heather held her breath as Sasha glided the razor along her most intimate of areas. "Hold still little girl, I don't want to cut you." Sasha quickly finished then took Heather by the hand and lead her to the dressing racks. Heather was fitted with black stockings and garter belt, a black lace quarter bra that pushed her breasts together and displayed her nipples. Heather looked at herself in the mirror and never felt so sexy in her life. Her hair and makeup were perfect and the black of the lace framed her body like a work of art. "Almost done" Sasha whispered into her ear. "Hold out your hands and spread your legs." Heather did so and Sasha wrapped black leather cuffs with silver rings around her wrists and ankles. Heather stepped into a pair of stiletto black heels as Sasha wrapped a leather collar around her neck and snapped a sliver chain leash to it. The cool of the chain as it hung between heathers breasts felt wicked and wonderful. "I've never done anything like this before Sasha, it all seems like so much to process. I've never been this exposed before in front of a stranger." "No one has ever done this until they do. Do be afraid, I'm sure you will be perfect. You look super hot and we are going to have the best time." With that Sasha picked up the leash and pulled Heather to her and gently kissed her on the lips. "I don't want to ruin your lipstick, not yet anyway. It's time to go meet the boss." Sasha took the end of the leash and lead Heather into the darkness. "Here's our new girl, Dan this is Heather." Sasha said introducing her to the man. Heather held out her hand and Dan shook it and pulled her closer to him. He was an older man with a handsome face and an imposing build. His hands were large and powerful and Heather's hand felt tiny in his. "Wonderful to meet you Heather, you look perfect. Should we get started?" He asked. "You're the boss." Heather said, again surprised at her boldness. "Yes I am indeed." Dan said as he adjusted the lights in front of the backdrop. Sasha held Heather's leash tight and just off camera as Dan directed her into different submissive positions. Back arched on all fours, then head down ass up, Heather moved quickly from position to position ask Dan directed. The work was hard , but the more she moved for him the better it made her feel. By the time she was spreading her legs wide it was apparent to everyone she was enjoying herself. Dan took what seemed like five hundred pictures before directing Heather to come to the next set. Her gave her ten minutes to cool down and get something to drink before they start again. "How am I doing?" Heather asked as Sasha handed her a glass of ice water. "You look beautiful, but we have a long way to go. Just keep being a good girl and doing what he says and you'll be fine." Heather slipped her hand onto Sasha hip, "Do you think when we are done we could go get a glass of wine somewhere?" Heather asked trying her hardest to sound sophisticated. Sasha dropped her hand to Heather's, "I'd like that very much. It time to get started again. Sasha led Heather to the next set. "Ok, ladies lets get busy, Heather I need you on all fours on top of this framework." Heather looked down and saw a frame made out of square metal tubing in an elongated H shape with a middle support and a ring at the neck. "This thing is wild."she said as she knelt down. "It's stuff like this that pays your modeling fee little girl. Some of the benches and racks we sell here are thousands of dollars a piece. It's up to us to show the buyers how much fun they can be." Dan explained as he positions the middle support under Heather and clipped her ankles wide to the frame. A thick leather strap went across the small of her back and Dan pulled it tight and secured it to the support. Then he clipped Heather's wrists and moved her throat to the neck ring. Dan clipped Heather's collar to the post then slipped the metal ring around the back of her neck. Securing her head in place. "How do you feel, Heather?" Dan asked as he picked up his camera and began taking pictures of her from different angles. "Helpless and exposed." Heather answered fighting to get more comfortable. Dan put down his camera and wheeled a video camera into position and pointed it at Heather. "You are helpless and exposed. And now we need to show our customers how much fun on of these bondage racks really are." Heather looked on in shock as Dan began undressing in front of her. "What are you doing? Let me out of here I never signed up for anything like this." "Shut up, little girl." Sasha yelled at Heather, then lashed a thick leather belt across her ass. The pain was like a shock of electricity and the heat radiated from the lash. Dan stepped out of his pants and knelt in front of Heather. He took her hair in his left hand and pulled her head back by it. "Open your mouth, slut." He growled at her. Heather shook her head no and clinched her jaws. Dan opened his hand and slapped it hard across Heather's face. He repeated his command. Heather again refused. He slapped her three more times, each harder then the previous. Tears began streaming down her face. Dan began slapping both left then right each time saying open your mouth. By the tenth slap Heather opened her mouth wide. But Dan didn't stop slapping. Her face burned and tears rolled down her checks by the time Dan finally pushed his cock into her open mouth. Heather wrapped her lips around his thick shaft and began sucking. Dan kept one hand wrapped tightly in her hair and used his hips to fuck the young girls mouth. Heather had given a few blowjobs before but nothing like this. Dans cock was thicker and longer that any of the boys she had been with before. She gagged as the head pushed to the back of her throat. Sasha knelt down next to her and whispered in her ear, "take him all and watch your teeth. It's better when you are obedient to him." Sasha stood and picked up the leather strap. Dan pulled from Heather's mouth and said, "Ten." Sasha lifted the strap and lashed it ten times across Heather's pale ass. Each lash painting stripes of pain into her flesh. Heather screamed and cried into Dan's groin as Sasha finished the punishment. Dan pulled Heather's head back up and forced his cock back into her mouth. This time she worked extra hard to avoid him feeling her teeth. Heather's mouth began to water as her body began to react to the pain and humiliation. Her nipples turned hard and her pussy dripped with juices. She felt herself slipping into a new strange state of mind. Sasha's hands caressing and beating her body, and Dan's cock violating her throat made her feel like the center of attention for the first time in her life. She was being raped and the idea of it exhilarated her. All of her deepest desire began to manifest into reality. Sasha knelt down behind Heather and she began to push her tongue deep into the folds of Heather's wetness. "She's dripping wet, sir. You were right about her." Sasha pushed two finger inside of Heather's pussy and curled them up against her G spot. "I always am,now prepare her for me slave." Dan said to Sasha. Sasha rubbed Heather's clit with her thumb as she worked her two fingers deep in the girls pussy. It wasn't long before a strange wonderful feeling came over Heather. Her body went taut and the feeling of no control crashed into her body. Sasha continued to work her tongue along the wet pink folds as Heather's first real orgasm invaded her. Dan could feel her moans against his cock as he fucked her soft mouth. Heather lost count as to how many times she climaxed under Sasha's expert use. But it was sheer delight when Sasha moved her tongue from Heather's pussy to her tight virgin asshole. It felt so dirty and so wicked that Heather couldn't help but groan. It had been something she had always desired in the deepest part of her mind but never dared ask anyone for. Sasha ran the tip of her tongue around the rim then pushed it inside her puckered hole. The feeling was a thousand times better then Heather every dreamed. "Is she ready?" Dan's voice cracked the silence of Heather's ecstasy. "Yes, Sir. She's ready for you." Sasha stood up and went to the table and grabbed a small bottle of lube and a thick pink dildo. Dan walked behind Heather and knelt down. Sasha lubed up the end of the dildo and handed it to Dan. He pushed the thick pink head against Heather pussy and forced it deep inside her with a powerful thrust. Heather screamed as the rubber cock stretched her tight hole. Dan worked it in and out of her until Heather juices coated the pink shaft. Each thrust opening her wider. Sasha squeezed some lube into her hand and ran it around the head of Dan's cock. She spread Heather's ass cheeks and put a drop of slippery on her asshole. "No please don't, I've never done this before." Heather begged as she felt Sasha guide the head of Dan's against her virgin ass. "Please!" She screamed as the head popped inside. The pain invaded her body immediately. Sasha released her cheeks and reached around her and took both of her nipples in her fingers and pinched them hard. "Take him, little girl. You need to give him something no man a has had before." She hissed into Heather's ears. Heather clawed and the ground as Dan pushed deeper into her tight ass. His cock in her ass pressing the dildo down and against the back of her pubic bone. Dan pulled back then pushed deeper. Heather whimpered as her asshole slowly opened to accept his thickness. Sasha brought over a hitachi wand and pressed the humming ball against Heather clit. She clipped it to the middle support so that with ever thrust her clit ground against it. Dan worked deeper into her and slowly the pain eased and drifted to pleasure. Sasha opened the ring that held Heather's head in place. She pulled the support bar out of the frame and laid in front of her with her legs spread wide. Heather looked down at her tiny shaved pussy. Sasha cupped Heather's face in her hands and Heather obediently dropped her mouth to Sasha's pink slit. Sasha scent and taste invaded Heather's senses as Sasha pulled her head tight to her pussy. Heather dipped her tongue deep inside and collected the girls sweet juices. She moved her mouth around until she found Sasha tiny pink clit. She sucked it into her mouth and flicked her tongue across it hard until she felt the girl cum. It gave Heather pleasure to please Sasha like that. She knew that after this there would be no going back to her old life. She wanted the girl and even with the pain she wanted Dan to control her. Dan was deep in Heather's ass now. Every stroke hammered her deeper into pure submission. Heather's groans of pain soon changed to moans of pleasure. Each of her holes filled and used completely. Dan's hips slammed flat against her supple ass and drove her mouth hard into Sasha's pussy. Heather felt the heat rise in Dan's cock and she felt his release deep inside of her ass. The hot jet of his cum pumping inside of her. It seemed like forever until his thick spunk stopped and he pulled his cock from Heather's ravaged asshole. Dan stood and picked up his clothes. "That's lunch." He said as he walked away fro the girls still entwined on the floor. - [ ] Sasha unbuckled Heather wrists and ankles then pulled the dildo from her pussy. "What happens now?" Heather asked still on her hands and knees. Sasha smiled and spread her ass cheeks apart" "lunch." Then lowered her lips to Heather's ass. Heather moaned as Sasha licked Dan's cum from her ass. "Do you think I can stay for dinner, Sasha?"