In The Woods

a/N - something that was done for me last year that I felt was rather unfinished, so he let me finish it.  the ending is rather blah. but I can't seem to do good endings so it'll have to do..

 

The snow was falling thick and fast now. It was almost too hard to see anything beyond hand length. She watched the snow falling through the window of the tiny cottage, watching it swirl and twist through the air, wondering if anything was out there living. She sighed and turned her eyes away from the blizzard. She scanned the tiny kitchen, wondering whether she should eat or just go to bed and snuggle into her own radiator.

Thinking of her radiator, he’d been relatively quiet for the last hour. She stood and began to wander through the cottage, peering into each room she passed. She made her way up to the stairs and towards his study, lightly rapping on the door before pushing it open carefully, peering into the darkened room. The curtain at the window was fluttering in the breeze and sending a chill around the small room. Pages on the desk where fluttering madly in the wind and books where flipping from cover to page by themselves. She closed the door with a snap and bombed it down the stairs, grabbing her jacket and tugging it on in a flustered hurry as she barrelled out into the blizzard.

She must have stomped around in the untouched snow for a good half an hour before she heard anything that sounded like life. She was cutting through the thinning trees and heading towards the clearing that was so beautiful to picnic in at the summer time. Now it was a circle of snow. She trampled into the middle and huffed loudly,

‘What have I told you about coming here alone?’ his voice was low and a little uneven. She turned to look at him and her breath caught in her throat. There he stood, all 5foot 6inches of his muscled, lithe body, nude in the snow. His fading tan contrasted with the snow, as did his shoulder length black tangled hair. His eyes blazed at her, a mess of orange and dark brown, an animalistic glint in his stare. His chest was heaving slightly, his breath swirling out in steam. She could almost feel the heat radiating off him. But the chill didn’t seem to affect him. At all.

She noted this as her eyes wandered down his body to his erection nestled at his crotch. His member stood straight and hard, and moved only as he walked towards her, bobbing slightly. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from it, the way it was staring back at her. She found her mouth dry, needing to suck at his cock, ‘look at me,’ he growled, his voice still rough, like gravel. She tore her eyes up to meet his and swallowed dryly. The head of his cock brushed her thigh slightly and she whimpered low, ‘again, what have I said about something her girl?’ he growled and she bit her lip.

‘You told me not to. But I didn’t know where you where! I worried,’ she pleaded and as she did, his rough fingers traced her cheek bone, tangling back into her hair and fisting roughly. He pushed her to her knees, his hard cock now level with her mouth,

‘You should listen. When you don’t listen I have to punish you, you know that,’ he told her, watching her face as her eyes locked back on his member. She nodded slightly and couldn’t help herself anymore; her tongue flicked out and licked the tip of his cock quickly. His body shook and a low moan erupted from his lips as he tugged her hair harder. He didn’t say anything else, simply pressed the head to her mouth and pushed though her lips, fingers scraping her scalp as she opened her mouth and took his length into her warm mouth. Her tongue darted and danced around his shaft, throat muscles working around the tip lightly, her head bobbing as he pushed and pulled.

His groans where throaty and low, his chest heaving and falling as he tilted his head back, eyes closed in pleasure, his bare toes curling into the snow beneath his feet, ‘yes, yes...g...o..od...lit...tle...sl...ut,’ he moaned, thrusting his hips slightly as she took more into her mouth, as much as she could, pulling back to pay attention to the tip of his cock, tongue flicking and probing the slit, licking and suckling at the pre-cum as it seeped out. As he pushed her head back onto his length, his back arched and bowed and his orgasm flooded though him, his load exploding into her mouth. She sucked harder, licking and swallowing his seed quickly.

She pulled back, smacking her lips and gazing up his naked body, licking the last drops from her full lips before he tugged her to her feet.

‘thank you...Master,’ she mumbled as she looked down and he growled low, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans and sliding his hand, his cold hand, into your crotch. His fingers felt around, rubbing her clit and cunt carefully, feeling the wet heat that was settled there. She whimpered in pleasure, her eyes closing as she pressed down against his chilled, rough digits. Within seconds he was pulling his hand away from her and licking his fingers clean,

‘wet. As always my little slut, you enjoy my seed a little too much,’ then he pulled her, quickly, into the cover of the trees. He pushed her up against the bark of a big, thick oak tree and ragged her jacket open; she heard the sound of the zipper breaking as he did. But she didn’t care. His hands moved, pushing the jacket off her and as the chill of the snow hit her skin she shivered. His hands where so warm, his temperature somewhere near boiling point. His fingers worked to tug her shirt then t-shirt up over her head, till she was pressed against the tree in just her jeans and black bra. His eyes examined her as if he was going to eat her alive.

His throat rumbled another gravely growl and span her around, forcing her over a low hanging branch, her bare stomach freezing as she landed in the snow.

‘Master?’ she commented, quietly, clutching the snowy branch as his hand pulled her jeans down to her knees. Next went her black lace panties, pooling around her knees with her jeans, her bare rear facing him and the chill of the snow. She shivered noticeably and jumped as his warm hand groped her butt roughly. He squeezed and massaged both her cheeks then the warmth was gone,

‘so firm,’ he commented, his voice still rough, ‘I think 5 will be enough for your disobedience, don’t you slut?’ he asked, stroking her left cheek lightly. She shivered under his touch slightly,

‘y...yes my Master,’ as she spoke she felt the sharp sting of his rough hand slapping her ass quickly, ‘o...one thank you Master,’ she felt the heat throbbing from her cunt, her clit hard and wet, even in the snow, she longed for the next slap. His hand connected with her right cheek, just as sharply as the first, then her left cheek in quick recession, ‘t..t..w..o thank you Master, th..ree thankyou Master,’ her breath catch each time she spoke, chewing her lip to hide the moans that threatened to escapes, her heat building. His hand soothed the red skin of her butt before he slapped both cheeks, one after the other quickly, ‘f..f...four tha..nk y..ou m..Master. f..f..i..ve t..thank..you m..mas..ter,’ she let her groan loose as he finished as his erection, hard and thick, pressed between her thighs.  She squirmed and revealed in the feel of his cock nestling there, rubbing back and too quickly, the tip brushing her heated entrance. She groaned and writhes as he kicked her legs apart and slid straight into her cunt.

He slammed into her till he was completely sheathed inside her, then withdrew and pounded back, gripping her hips tight enough to bruise, his grunts and groans echoing around her, overlapping her coarse moans, as her breasts pushed into the bark of the branch, her fingers gripping it hard, with each hard thrust he slammed into her she pushed back, meeting him each time. His hand slapped her red ass sharply, then her thigh, scratching up quickly. He roared in ecstasy and his climax rolled through him quickly. She instantly followed, crying out and pressing back tight to him, unwilling to let him remove his cock just yet. She bounced back on him, till he groaned and slipped out of her, toppling backwards into the snow. She whimper in lose, flung over the snow covered branch, shuddering, knees weak. Her body still quivering in her orgasm.

‘y..you’re a good Slut,’ he said from the floor where he sat. His body heat melting a small circle around him. She turned, shakily and slipped from the branch. Shivering in the snow, he moved to her, gathering her into his arms and holding her to his warm chest. She stroked at the thin splash of dark hair that went across his upper torso, twirling it between her fingers. His mouth pressed to her neck, just below her earlobe, tongue flicking out to lick her neck lightly.

“On your knees, arms behind your back against the tree Slut" he growled into her ear low, loving the way her body subconsciously arched against his to keep warm, but she moved, her body shivering from the cold wind that had picked up, bringing more snow with it. She licked her dry lips slightly as her Master stood in front of her, his hand on his cock, pointing it straight at her chest. The girl’s eyes went wide as she realised what he was going to do, her mind going into over drive. Her Master had never allowed himself to do it outside of the cottage, and only then, it was never outside of the bathroom.

Suddenly she felt the thick stream hit her chest and trickle down to between her own legs, a moan bursting from her lips as it did, feeling as if the trails left behind was on fire with the bitter wind dancing over her skin. Her master moved in closer, gripping her hair and pulling her up to her feet, the stream of pee hitting her clit at a close distance had her groaning and mewling, her hips unconsciously rocking, trying to capture him in her cunt to feel it there, broken mewls of please crashing through the silence of the woods, soon turned into cries of pleasure as her Master had answered her pleas, his cock pushing into her soaked entrance slightly, the thick steam tapering off as he wrapped her arms and legs around his body, holding her against the tree with his body.

His Slut started to bounce down on him, using the muscles in her arms and legs to pick up a quick rhythm, he hid his grunts in her neck, biting and flicking at it with his tongue, sucking hard enough to leave a deep bruise, thrusting into her, matching his Sluts brutal pace. His nails creating deep welts into her slender thighs and hips, lifting and dropping her to the floor, he hovered over her, gripping her thighs and ploughing into her hard, enjoying her cries of pleasure and how she grabbed at his skin.

"Don't cum til I say so" he ground out, pressing down hard on her front, right over her bladder, his cock pressing at it from inside her causing her to lose control and feel herself burst, hissing out in relief as she did. He groaned deeply, his slams getting even more violent as her warm pee coated them both, leaning down he took hold of her nipple in his teeth, biting down hard enough to draw blood, causing her to scream and beg with breathless pants, her body arching up off the snowy ground, desperate to cum, not caring who or what heard her. Her Master ground out an answering sound, feeling his own orgasm fast approaching as her cunt clamped down on him hard, her whole body spasming and jerking under him violently.

Roaring out his own orgasm, he kept up the hard thrusts before collapsing on top of her, their breathing laboured from the force of the release, curling into each other on the snow, eyes heavy and unfocused. As their breath slowed, they gathered up any wearable clothing, making their way back to the cottage for a much needed soothing shower and sleep.