The Outdoors Pt. 01

 

 

 

 

 

Did I remind her to cover me in sunscreen today?

He thought to himself as the heat of the sun was starting to bear down upon his pale exposed back and bound body. It felt warm compared to the sleeping bag he tried to sleep in the night before. He could feel the warmth spreading through his body slowly as the sun rose on the horizon, covering more and more of his flesh.

How long is she going to leave me like this?

He panicked a bit, wiggling his arms and feet against the tight rope binding him to the old beech tree at the end of the campground. The tree felt oddly comforting, smooth and sturdy against his small body. He arched his back and tried to stretch it. It was stiff and sore from the long drive yesterday and an anxious night's sleep on a thin camp pad. There was hardly any room to adjust his hands and shoulders which were now getting a little tingly. He felt the pressure of the rope almost fight back to calm him back into submission. He gave a great sigh and relaxed into his bounds, letting the rope do the work so as to not strain his muscles. He took a few deeps breaths to calm himself down. He knew he would be there for a while.

He knew she was going to leave him there for awhile as she had threatened to many times during his bratty behavior the previous day during their travel to the event space. He knew he was pushing his luck this time farther than he had before. He got a thrill out of testing her to see her reaction and what punishments she had in store for him. He secretly hoped she would follow through with her many threats. It filled him with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. He felt his left leg shake a little involuntarily as the endorphins flowed through his veins quickly.

They had left early the day before to drive to the campground up north. Neither of them had been to this space before but they had a few mutual friends that would join them there. On the drive they chatted about music, their relationship, and what hopes they had for experiences over the weekend. This was his first big kink event and he had little idea of what to expect.

They did not arrive at the campground until after dark, much to her dismay. He had a prior obligation that made it impossible for them to leave earlier in the day. He knew he would be punished for making her wait as she was not one for much patience at times, especially when traveling. There was little he could do to avoid this punishment and he looked forward to seeing what she had in store for him. He dialed up the brattiness last night as they set up camp, figuring he was already getting punished, so why not? The unknown pain to come was making him second guess his choice.

They pulled up to the campground in the dark and found their quiet, isolated site at the edge of the clearing in a gorgeous old growth beech-maple stand. She had chosen this spot for them months ago to give them a bit of privacy when they wanted it. Their closest neighbors were a few yards away and everyone was already winding down or sleeping when they finally arrived. They greeted a couple of their friends and made plans for meeting up in the coming day.

She had packed up her car with the camping gear and picked him up on the way out of town. She told him not to worry about bringing much beside personal items and she would take care of the rest. He found it a bit odd but trusted her as she went camping often. He was now kicking himself for not discussing the gear ahead of time with her.

She parked next to their designated camping area and opened up the back gate of the SUV. She told him to get out of the car and wear nothing but his sissy panties. He hoped the mosquitoes had quieted down for the night as his pale skin was exposed to the elements. She pulled out a large, rolling bag that contained a tall tent. They easily got the tent up with little effort. He deliberately made it difficult for her to direct him through the process. She lashed out at him a few times and even slapped him across the face when he talked back to her. He got a smug grin on his face after that which set her off even more. She made threats, as she had before, of how she would punish him but he took them lightly. Too lightly, as he realized now.

They got the large, tall tent set up and blew up the double queen mattress to sleep on. They put a fitted sheet on the bed and laid the large double sleeping bag on top and threw a couple pillows on the bed. He thought it was a little too much comfort for camping. When he complained to her about it, she smiled and grabbed two small rectangular bags out of the back of the vehicle.

"Oh sissy. You continue to underestimate me." she said, throwing the two bags into his arms.

"With your behavior, you think you deserve to sleep with me on my nice, comfortable mattress?" she said, grabbing his face to watch the disappointment and panic set in. She threw her head back and laughed.

"Think again, you bratty little whore. I've had just enough of your mouth already. You've been little more than a spoiled pain in my ass today. Put up your tent and blow up your sleeping pad. You will have to earn the pleasure of sleeping with me in my tent."

He lowered his head as he realized she was taking this more seriously than he expected her to on this trip. They had chatted about possible scenes over the weekend and he explained to her his ideas for how he may be used. She listened casually to him, being careful not to get too excited by the ideas or to promise him anything ahead of time. She wondered if he noticed her nonchalonce and she hoped it irritated him a bit.

He unrolled the larger bag containing the small backpacking tent across the lawn. It looked tiny compared to the large tent they just set up for her. It only contained two poles and he set it up in no time. He became more worried as he set it up, already wishing he could enjoy the comfortable,warm set up that she would be in tonight. He loved being able to hold her at night, feeling her soft skin wrap around his body as they dreamed. His back was already hurting just thinking about sleeping on the camping pad on the ground tonight.

"What do you think slut? WIll you be able to sleep on your own tonight in your little sissy tent?" she giggled as she questioned him.

"Yes, my Queen," he said humbly. "It will be fine."

She suddenly got very stern and cocked her head to the side. She moved to him to speak closer to his face.

"Fine. I hate that word sissy, and you know it. It's what people say when they are afraid to say what they are thinking." she added. "You will sleep by yourself this weekend unless you earn your way back into my tent. You may earn the privilege of sleeping with me by completing tasks and challenges I have set up for you tomorrow."

"Yes my Queen. What are these tasks and challenges?" he asked grumpily.

She tossed him a sleeping bag and a sweatshirt for a pillow.

"Oh, you will find out tomorrow after breakfast my little bratty whore. Do not worry your pretty little head until then." she smiled coyly. "Now get some rest slut, you'll need it."

"Yes my Queen." he said, nodding.

She came over and kissed him sweetly on the cheek and patted his ass gently. "Good sissy. Sweet dreams."

He crawled across the ground into his tent and felt the cool sleeping bag envelope his near naked body. It warmed up quickly with his body heat but it never got him warm enough to be comfortable. He was just a little too cold to sleep soundly most of the night. The camping pad was thin and the ground dug into his hips and shoulders when he tried to sleep on his side. He tossed and turned for what seemed like forever, jealously listening to her snore quietly in her huge tent. He thought about giving up and crawling into her tent many times but he already knew she had a punishment in store for him the next day and he did not want to make it any worse than he had already. He finally fell into a dream just before dawn when he could hear the birds beginning to become active with the new day.

He was jolted awake suddenly by the sound of his tent zipper opening and then feeling someone crawl over to him as he laid in his sleeping bag. He felt a hand cover his eyes and a piece of fabric tied tightly to blindfold him. He could do little but mumble with all of the sudden activity. He was groggy from the lack of sleep the night in his little sissy tent.

Before he could become fully conscious, his sleeping bag was being opened up. He first felt the rush of cold air against his skin. He breathed in deeply and tried to prepare himself for the continued cold.

"Good morning slut!" she whispered in his ear excitedly. "How did you sleep in your sissy tent?" She was now laying over him, holding him down. Her warmth felt nice and she seemed to smell even better than usual for some reason.

"Fine, my Queen." he said groggily. She slapped him hard across the face and repeated herself.

"How did you sleep my little whore?" she asked again, still holding his face close to hers.

"I slept ok my Queen." he mumbled to her. "It was damp, cold, and very hard on the ground in my tent."

She giggled quietly. "Awww, poor little boy. That should give you some motivation to perform well for me today, now shouldn't it?"

He nodded, feeling her watching his face as she spoke. She quickly got up off of him and exited the tent. "Now, let's get started slut, shall we? Get out of the tent and stand at attention." she commanded.

He stiffly crawled out of the tent after her. His body ached more than it had in a long time. He hoped he would get some time to stretch today to ease his sore muscles. He stood up and felt a little of the sun on his body but the campground was still very quiet. It seemed few people were awake. He wondered what time it was and how much sleep he actually got.

He stood at attention for her and listened to her movements for clues to the punishment. She was getting items together in her huge tent. He searched his mind for all of the possibilities that the day could bring, what they had discussed, what he thought she may actually do to him, and what she hoped he might do to him today.

He heard the zipper as she exited her tent and came to greet him. She laughed and patted his already hard sissy cock. "Aww, so cute! Even your cock is at attention today. You think you'll get to use that today slut? Think again." she said amused.

He nodded instinctively and shifted his stance. She placed a large, heavy bag in his hand. "Now, follow me."

He listened to her quiet footsteps as she led him across the campground. She was kind enough to tell him to step over some obstacles but giggled as he lost his footing a few times. "Oops, sorry, not sorry." she laughed ahead of him. They walked for what seemed like a mile in the cool shade of the trees, occasionally feeling the sun on his skin.

"Now come here slut." she commanded. He stepped toward the sound of her voice as she grabbed his arms. He felt the full sun hit his pale skin and it was wonderful. "Get into collar me pose" she said, smacking him on the ass.

He was still groggy and moved slowly from the poor night's sleep. She raised his hands above his head and quickly fastened them behind his back with a rope. He could feel the tension of the rope pulling his arms back. She quickly removed his sissy panties, saying "Ah, you won't be needing these anymore..." as she laughed to herself.

She pushed him forward, holding onto the end of the rope wrapped around his wrists.

"Careful now, slut. Hold still" she said as he felt the cool familiar steel of his chastity cage envelop his cock and balls. She placed it around his cock hurriedly and pinched him a little in the process. He did his best not to move so as to not annoy her. "Aww, much better sissy" she said when she finished, patting his slightly hard cock.

She grabbed his bound hands and pushed him forward. He felt a large tree stump beneath him, forcing him to bend over on top of it. She pushed him down so that his chest rested on the now lifeless tree. It felt oddly comforting and he was thankful for the break. She split the rope that held his hands and tied either end to the front of the tree. He kept his head to the side to stay out of the way. She next laid a few ropes around his ankles to spread his legs wide and tied them off to a nearby tree, exposing his ass to the sun.

She wrote all over him with what seemed like a thick marker, taking care to write largely and in bold letters. She wrote on his back, chest, arms, back, and ass. He tried to figure out the letters and symbols, but he could not.

She left the gag in his mouth and caressed his face, "Now my slut. Here is your punishment and attempt at redemption. You will be here for all to use today for their pleasure. You are gagged and bound to this tree at the edge of the campground. There are specific instructions written on your body for how you are to be used. You've been spoiled for far too long, and that is my fault. I let you get pleasure from myself and your own body far too often. Today you will be used as much as possible by as many people as possible. You are not to speak to anyone. You are not to make any noise. You will take what these lovely people give you without being a bratty bitch, understand slut?" she explained. He nodded. "Good boy. Now let me go see who I can find to use you today. I will announce to the campground of your services. Be a good boy and make me proud. You may be rewarded if you do." She patted his head and walked off.

He strained to listen for her footsteps and her voice. She seemed to vanish without a sound. It felt like he was there for an hour or so until he heard heavy footsteps coming up behind him...

"Well what do we have here?" the man says. "Hmm, very interesting!" He can hear as the man circles around him obviously reading what his Queen had written on him.

"Well I don't have time for this right now"........he hears the man say from behind him.

"But I do need to take care of something at the other end"... He hears the man walk around near his head and stop. Suddenly he feels something warm and wet hit his head and then he smells it.....the distinct smell of urine. The man is peeing on his head.

"Is this what I am to be today, a human urinal?" The man finishes and then bends down next to him and picks something up off the ground. He feels the man touch his shoulder and realizes that he picked up the marker his Queen had used to write on him earlier.

He hears the man drop the marker back on the ground next to him and then he says....."See you later Slut". He hears the same heavy footsteps as the man walks back from where he came.

It seems like forever before he hears anything else other than the birds chirping away in the trees. Finally he hears new footsteps approaching but they are lighter and he wonders if it is from a small animal.

"Well she wasn't lying"....."I had to see this for myself" Again he hears as this new person circles around him and reads the messages his Queen has written. "I will have to return with some toys for this end"........"but for now I do need to relieve myself".

She stands near his head and then pressure on his shoulders as the soft skin off her buttocks lands on them. She too starts to urinate on the back of his head and neck. She pulls his head up and she wipes herself with the back of his head.

She stands up and takes the marker like the first man and makes a mark on his shoulder. He hears her says "See you later Slut!" as she walks away.

He wonders how many people will visit him and use him in this way today. He doesn't have to wait too long to find out as a steady line of people approach and start to add their pee to the puddle forming under his head. He tries to keep track of how many use him but some of the men go at the same time and he loses track.

He hears one last man standing near him who seems to be making a call on his phone. "Come to the end of the campground and bring Rufus with you" the man says. A short time later he hears more footsteps approaching as well as someone panting.

"Come here Rufus and mark your territory" the man says. He finally realizes that "Rufus" is a dog! OMG, it was humiliating enough when the campers peed on him and now a dog?

He understands now just how much he angered his Queen the night before and prays that this ends soon.

They leave almost as quickly as they arrived leaving him again wondering how long he has been there. He doesn't have to wait long this time as he hears someone approaching.

"It appears as if you have done well so far my Sissy Slut" his Queen says as she gets closer. "Let's count how many customers you have had this morning."......"It looks as if the entire camp has made use of your services including one dog!" "Well that is an unexpected surprise, but you did deserve it didn't you Slut?"

He nods his head as he can't speak with the gag still in his mouth. " I am going to untie you and remove the gag and clean you up a little bit so you can eat some breakfast" "Your punishment is far from over though so eat quickly understand?" she said sharply.

"Yes my Queen!" he says as the gag is finally removed from his mouth. She places a bottle of water in one hand and some cold food in the other. He takes a bite and tastes a cold piece of sausage that has been wrapped in a stale pancake.

"If you hadn't been so bratty last night you could have eaten these when they were still hot". His jaw aches from having the gag in his mouth for so long but he eats as quickly as he can. He swallows his food and starts to drink the water and she says......."Drink until the bottle is empty my Slut as that is all you will get till I return"

She pushes him into a kneeling position on the ground in front of her and dumps a larger bottle of freezing cold water on his face and chest. She laughs as he whines to get away from the cold water. She knows he is such a "freeze" baby and how much he hates this temperature play. She slows down her pouring so there is a steady stream of ice cold water washing the urine from his head, face, neck and shoulders. "Jesus, how big is this bottle?!" he wonders as it never seems to end.

When he has emptied the bottle she takes it from him and orders him to get back into his position on the stump. She ties his hands back up and applies more sunscreen to his exposed skin. She does it sloppily and almost smacks him as she rubs it into his pale skin.

"The next stage of your punishment will begin soon my Pet and as your mouth may be needed this time I will leave the gag out" "You are not to speak other than to thank anyone who comes to use you again this morning is that understood?" she asked, holding his face to hers.

"Yes my Queen!" he says anxiously as he realizes he will be in the same position for a few more hours.

"Make me proud, my sissy slut." she says as she crosses out the writing on his chest and makes new marks on his exposed ass and face. She gets so close to him and her scent is intoxicating. His sense of smell seems heightened here in the woods. He cannot help but want to reach out to touch and kiss her. He yearns for another intimate moment with her soon. He worries what is next and if he can get back into her good graces today. She giggles and smacks his upper thigh hard before vanishing into the woods again.

As he hears her walk away he wonders how many of the campers will come back and how they will use him. He feels an overwhelming urge to urinate after seeing the puddle on the ground next to him. He has no choice but to urinate as best he can on the stump beneath him, as it splashes up onto his thighs and drips down to join the pool that is forming beneath him. It is starting to get very warm and the stench of the human and dog urine is getting strong.

The wind picks up suddenly in strong gusts rustling the leaves in the trees above him. He listens to the leaves and the branches bowing for a few minutes before he hears a small mammal grazing in the underbrush. He listens closely to its footsteps as it gets closer to him. He shifts nervously, worried more about the woodland creatures than the perverted humans that will be coming for him soon enough. His muscles ache tremendously and all he wants to do is curl up on the air mattress and be held by his Queen.

 

Suddenly what seemed like a few sets of heavy footprints approached him quickly. He finds it odd and slightly disconcerting that the party that just arrived did not speak at all. He feels at least three, maybe four sets of hands exploring his exposed skin. Two pairs feel rough and large, but the third pair is softer and has long nails that are scraping against his skin. He flinches a bit with all of the sudden sensations across his body. He listens closely to their heavy breathing and quiet gasps of enjoyment as they caress and scratch his body.

"Well.....shall we?" a low voice suddenly asks. He hears the others affirm the third person. The female giggles and sounds to be jingling a metal clasp around her body.

"Uh.....are you sure about that?" one man asks the woman with concern. She laughs and nods her head, "it says right here on his ass 'Fuck me and tell me I am pretty'. And all I brought was my large dragon dildo this weekend. I'm sure such a pretty little sissy can handle it."

The man laughs and says, "Well, I suppose you're right. And besides, it's not much larger than my cock." as he strokes himself to get it nice and hard.

She smiles, eyeing the man's large cock. He can hear her putting some lube on the silicone dildo. "Oh thank goodness..." he thought to himself. He wasn't that familiar with bad dragon dildos but was worried by the name that they might be too large. He hears the woman whisper something to the third man when he feels a set of large hands grip the back of his head as a cock is shoved into his mouth.

He gags a bit at first then takes a second to relax and moisten his throat before the man thrusts his cock into his mouth again. The cock feels good in his mouth but it is a little larger than he is used to. He is trying to focus on the cock in his mouth when he feels a few hands exploring his balls and rubbing lube on his asshole. He clenches up instinctively when a hand grabs his semi-hard cock tightly and begins to stroke it from behind. His mouth has now fully engulfed the large penis and the man is face fucking him slowly, in and out again. His lips are drooling as the man's cock forces its way deeper into the slut's throat.

He whimpers with all of the sensations on his body at once. He loves sucking cock and strains to keep his head up off of the tree stump.

"Ready pretty sissy?" the woman asks. "One.....two......" then thrusts the large dildo in with a steady slow pressure into his sissy hole before reaching number three...

She laughs when he clenches his buttcheeks with the entry. He gasps with the cock in his mouth and involuntarily clenches his jaw down a bit. The man pushes his head back forcefully and slaps him across the face hard. "Ouch slut! You know better than to do that. Now hold still and let me fuck that pretty little mouth of yours." the man says as he forces his cock inside his mouth again. "Mmmmhmmm." the man groans. "Just like that you little cock whore."

He feels his eyes water a bit as he struggles to breathe again. The man's cock now sliding in and out of his mouth. The woman is now moving the dildo slowly in and out of his ass, getting deeper on each thrust. He feels the wide base of the dildo forcing his ass to open more and more for her. The third man is stroking his cock so lightly it is driving him crazy, making him yearn for a release soon. He grunts with every entry of the dildo into his ass, wondering just how big this dildo is.

The man suddenly begins to thrust against his mouth in a rapid motion. "Don't you fucking move slut!" he growls as he moans breathlessly about to cum. He thrusts wildly in his mouth then grabs the slut's ears to hold his face down and shoots a huge amount of cum all over the slut's face. It stings his eyes and gathers in his ears. The man holds his face as he cums, almost howling into the air when he does. He feels the man finally stop trembling and his face lays back onto the tree stump.

He hears what sounds to be a camera shutter in front of him. "Now you are pretty little sissy." the man whispers as he takes a photo of the cum shot on the slut's face as the woman is still pegging him from behind. "Next!" he calls out as he makes a mark on the slut's leg and walks away swiftly. He feels the second man release his cock. It falls against the tree stump with a few drops of pre-cum falling down.

He trembles a little as his body relaxes against the ropes holding him firmly down against the stump. His semi-hard cock is now pressing firmly against the side of the smooth tree trunk. He can't help but feel proud of how much he has been able to handle today but yet, feels anxious for what events are to come. The woman is now pegging his ass ever so slowly, in and out, with the thick dragon cock. He can feel the texture of the dildo's tip pressing against his prostate each time she enters his sissy hole. He is focusing on his breathing as the intensity of the stimulation on his prostate is becoming ever so intense and hard to bear. He shifts his hips forward and groans slightly.

"Hold still, pretty slut!" the woman says sternly. "A whore like you should be able to take a lot more than this little dildo. Now you don't want to disappoint me or your Queen, now do you sissy?" she growls in his ear as she grabs his hips to push the dildo farther into his stretched little hole. He moans loudly and shakes his head from side to side, unsure if he is allowed to speak to her.

"What a good little sissy!" she whispers to him. Now moving even slower in and out of him, almost as if to tease and torture his prostate. He feels the stimulation and it is almost too much. He feels an orgasm welling up deep inside him but must do everything he can to avoid cuming. "I cannot disappoint my Queen again!" he thinks to himself. He slips deeper into subspace now as he needs to almost leave his body to control his reactions.

The sun is now high overhead. His skin is tight and sticky from the urine, cum, sweat, lube, and sunscreen on his skin. He lets his mind wander to distract him, thinking of what he looks like in this position and how serene this scene must be from the outside.

"My turn!" the second man calls out. For a moment, he forgot the second man was there. He jumps a little as the second man grabs his head up off of the tree stump to inspect it.

"You are a pretty little used cock whore. Look at this cum on your face. It's almost as if the last man saved his cum for a week! You must have a nice mouth to fuck. I'm about to find out..." he explains to the slut.

Suddenly the second man pours ice cold water all over his face. He can't help but sputter and gasp as the cold water envelops his face and neck.

"I'm not going to fuck your face with all of Ted's cum on you. Hold still now slut!" he laughs as he pours more water over the slut's face. He feels the man wipe his face with a towel to clean it off. The woman laughs behind him and continues to overstimulate his prostate. "Such a pretty sissy you are!" she whispers to him.

He nods gently, almost now in a trance-like state. He is trying to stay calm and do what he needs to to please these campers. The second man grabs his face and slowly pushes his small cock into his mouth. He thinks "Oh thank god, his cock is much more manageable!" when the cock enters his mouth for the first time. The man groans lowly and thrusts farther down the slut's throat.

"Oh you do have a nice little mouth and you know how to use that tongue, don't you Pretty? I see you've been picking up tricks from your Queen." the man says smartly. "Who the fuck is this guy? And how does he know what she likes to do with her tongue during a blow job?" he wonders to himself. He can't help but be a little jealous that this man has shared her. He works his tongue on the tip of the man's cock as it enters and exits his mouth. "I must give him a better blow job than she has..."

"Ohhhhhh, just like that pretty sissy. I'm going to fuck that mouth of yours and add to the cum on your face!" the man groans gently. He turns his head from side to side as much as he can when the man's cock enters and exits his mouth. He can feel the man's penis twitch with the intense suction and teasing he is receiving. He feels a bit of precum in his mouth that only makes him hungry for more. He loves swallowing cum and was disappointed to not get any from the last man. He feels his cock harden again against the smooth tree trunk as he is getting face fucked. He continues teasing the man with his tongue and alternating between deep throating and teasing the tip.

He is just starting to get into a good rhythm with his mouth when the woman pegging him is thrusting wildly and moaning loudly. "Oh yes pretty slut.....don't fucking move!" she says as she presses his hips down against the tree stump and moves the dildo in and out quickly now, fucking his stretched sissy hole violently. "Mmmmmm.......oh my god....." she whispers as she fucks his ass. He can barely breathe now with the man's cock in his mouth, muffling his groans of pain. "That must be a double dildo she is wearing..." he thinks to himself as he tries to keep his mouth working as she fucks his ass hard.

She thrusts really deep into his ass, so much that he feels the dildo pressing on the far wall of his rectum. She cums hard and fast on top of him. He jumps a little as he listens to the beautiful sound of her orgasm when the dildo is removed from his sissy hole and feels a warm, soft liquid pool onto his exposed back. He hears a low whistling sound as she cums, almost like an air pump.

"Oh slut, you are much prettier now covered in my dragon cum! I've been wanting to cum on someone with my new dildo for a while now." she says playfully. She spreads the cum on his back to cover him. It is warm and sticky, almost drying up in the sun already. She was happy to get a chance to use the cum through dildo on a willing slut. She slaps his ass hard and makes another mark on his leg before wandering off quietly. He listens closely to her and hopes he can remember her smell to find her later in the campground.

Before he can process what just happened, the man using his face begins to growl loudly. He focuses on pleasing the man, even as his sissy hole is aching. It feels used and abused, but like a good slut, he wants more. The man grabs his face and only lets the tip of his cock gently in and out of his mouth. He swirls his tongue over the tip of this cock as it pushes back in. He feels the man's cock twitch in his mouth, knowing he is close to cumming. He does all he can to get the man off quickly, hoping he can taste his sweet cum this time.

Just as the man moans loudly in the start of an orgasm he hears the pitter patter of more campers approaching the scene. They are giggling and commenting on the available slut for use. He can hear them talking, but cannot tell what they are saying. He feels like he is floating above himself right now, deep into subspace. He wonders how many there are and what they have planned for him next.

The man grabs the slut's jaw and takes his cock out, "oh no slut!" he exclaims as his cum floods his face once more. This orgasm seems to last forever and cum just keeps shooting out of his cock in short bursts. He moans gently with each shot, seeming to aim for all parts of his face but his mouth. He keeps his mouth open wide, hoping to taste some but none ever makes it into his mouth. He grab's the slut's face and turns it to the side, "Don't tell your Queen, but you are better with your tongue than she is..." the man whispers into his ear. This makes him grin smugly. "Oh my, boy would she hate it if I told her that. She takes great pride in her oral skills!" he thinks to himself.

The gathering party is amused by the scene. He can hear them laughing and making their own plans for him. The man finishes cumming and makes another mark on his leg before walking away. "All yours!" he says as he leaves. He wonders who this man is and how he knows so much about him and his Queen.

He is hot, sticky, and his shoulders ache. "I must stay strong for her. She will not push me beyond what I can handle. I have endured much more physical pain in my life. I can do this!" he tells himself, preparing for the next round of use.

"This little slut is pretty filthy already, and omg, look at all of the marks and writing on him!" a young woman exclaims as she approaches the immobilized slut. They giggle and try to count the marks on his body. She slaps his ass hard and speaks into his ear, "you have been busy today haven't you sissy?". He jumps a bit from the spanking and nods his head to answer yes. "What a good boy you have been! But you are pretty filthy."

He shudders and moans in agony as she dumps a large bottle of ice water on his back so it runs down his balls to pool on the tree stump. The group laughs and pours more water slowly down his legs and even across his face. It is intensely cold but refreshing. He could feel the cum and lube drying onto his body as he sat in the hot sun.

"Now that's a little better!" a woman says, wiping his legs and face with a soft cloth. The group whispers quietly to themselves, concocting their plans to torture him. They untie his hands and arms and slowly let him stand up for a moment. He stumbles a bit on his feet and is thankful for the opportunity to stretch. They help him to his feet and give him a moment to recover.

"Here you are slut. Drink up." she says, putting a bottle of gatorade in his hands. "You'll need your energy for this next scene."

He stands naked in the sun drinking as much of the bottle as he can. It is sweet and cold on his dry, sore throat. He shakes involuntarily as he stands, more from the endorphin rush than the fatigue. He wonders what time it is and where his precious queen is now. He misses her and hopes he is exceeding her expectations today,

"Very good slut. Time is up. Stay still and keep your arms where I place them." she says, grabbing his wrist. "Yes ma'am." he whispers instinctively.

He feels a cool rope wrapped around his right wrist and then his left. He feels the end of the ropes hit against his body as his hands are tied together carefully. He hears the others that have come to join him rigging something up in the tree nearby.

"Here slut. Walk backwards a few steps towards me." she says, guiding him back toward the base of a tree. "Feet apart!" she snaps at him as he shakily widens his stance. She connects the rope that is binding his wrists to hold his hands loosely over his head. Another person begins fashioning a waist harness around his groin. He feels the ropes tighten and finds comfort in the way they tighten around his body.

He hears the familiar clip of carabiners on his harness and struggles to balance his body as his waist is hoisted into the air. "Now just relax slut. Sit back in your harness and let the ropes do the work for you." a man whispers into his ear.

He nods and relaxes a bit back to let the harness swing him there by the tree. It isn't loose but he feels supported. The group raises his hands higher now leaving him hanging free from the branch with his hands above him and lying on his back in the harness. They work quickly to tie his legs apart to the trees nearby, talking softly to one another. His shoulders still ache but this position is much more comfortable than before yet he feels more exposed. This makes him slightly nervous. He looks around, hoping for a sign of the time. The sun is still high but less warm than it was. Maybe he is in the shade now.

He hears the group gathering their equipment to prepare for their scene with him. A woman approaches him first and slaps his flaccid cock with a small flogger. "After all that we've done for you slut...you aren't even excited yet?" He winces and flexes his feet to get away from her. She grabs his harness and pulls his body closer to him. She continues whipping the head of his cock, harder and harder until a little precum seeps out and it is semi rigid again. She laughs and grabs his cock by the base. "Awww, how cute you are slut!".

He was so preoccupied by her he did not notice the movement happening behind her. He feels the rough callused hands of a man grab his hip harness, tipping him back a bit. He breathes quickly and tenses a little, finding it hard to trust the ropes in this moment. "No, no. This needs a quick adjustment." the man says. He feels the ropes on his legs loosen and tighten again, this time his hips are farther down and his legs are out to his sides and raised higher in the air leaving his genitals and ass exposed. His head hangs back at eye level. He can finally feel the sun heating up his asshole as it reaches his tender skin. He is thankful for the breeze passing by that is drying the water from his skin.

The man takes his balls in his hand and ties a piece of paracord around them to suspend a heavy weight. He groans as the stone pulls freely on his balls. He feels it almost hit the ground. The man then strokes the slut's cock until it is nice and hard again. "Now there you go, little slut. That's what daddy likes to see." he whispers in his ear. He strains his neck up to get closer to the man. He smells and sounds familiar for some reason but he cannot place the man. He pays close attention to the movements he makes for clues as to his identity. "Get over here little girl." the man says briskly. He hears lighter footsteps coming closer to him.

"Now my kitten. This slut here is in need of more abuse as per the requests of his Queen. You remember her, don't you?" he said softly to her. "Yes daddy. We met her this morning when we showered." she replied. "Very good my dear. We have been looking for a way for you to safely explore you dominant side kitten. I think this is the perfect opportunity. Here we have a well used slut suspended from a tree for you to do with whatever you please. We have all of our favorite toys in the chest here. I will guide you when you need it but I want to see you use this little cockwhore in any way you choose." he explains.

She giggles with delight and says "Oh thank you for this opportunity daddy. I will not let you down." as she kisses him on the cheek. He nods proudly and gestures for her to help herself to the toys.

He listens closely to their intimate conversation. He is worried she will be too heavy handed or cross some of his limits without knowing. Yet the excitement of providing a learning experience for the girl is rewarding to him.

She seems to take a turn with all of the toys in the chest. By the time she is done the sun is lower and it is getting late. She started off with some light flogging, caning on his chest, nipple torture, ball kicking and so much cock teasing he almost came a dozen times. He can feel a huge orgasm welling up in his prostate. He hopes he will get some release tonight after he rests.

The kitten did well with most of the toys. There were a few misplaced hits that will leave some memorable scars behind. She had great fun in using his as a toy for the night. She giggled and laughed at his reactions. Her daddy only needed to step in a few times to show her how to hold a paddle or where to place the cane across his chest. He congratulated her on her session and then said the terrifying phrase of the day, "Now my kitten, it's daddy's turn." with a wide, sheepish grin. The man whispers something to his kitten and unzips his pants. He removes the paracord ball chute from the slut and readjusts the leg ties so his feet are farther up in the air and his ass is lower.

He is so hungry and his muscles are so tense from holding the suspension for so long. He wonders when and where his Queen has gotten to. He seems almost detached from his own body at this point as the hunger and fatigue are sending him deep into subspace. He tries hard to focus on her to distract himself. It feels like days have gone by since he saw her last. He knows she's been keeping an eye on him all along. She would never put him in harm's way and that is why he chooses to give himself completely to her. His thoughts are suddenly interrupted by the big cock daddy just shoved into his sore sissyhole. Despite himself he grunts loudly.

 

"Ahh, slut. Your sissy hole a little sore today?" the man says, smacking his rosy ass hard with his large, calloused hands. He can't help but moan again. The man starts fucking him furiously, like a jackhammer. Daddy is breathing heavy and dripping sweat all down his back, and ass.

He loses all sense of himself in this state. Suspended. Restrained. Fatigued. Dehydrated. Filthy. Covered in cum and marker and who knows what else. He swings back and forth on the ropes in a fog. His body is but a shell of himself now. He loses time in this state and drifts off into his own mind again. He is finding it easier and easier to get into subspace the more he is around his Queen and her influence.

Who knows how long the man fucked him. Who knows if the man even came or where he came. Who knows what else occured in that scene. He had lost himself completely and he felt such joy from the experience.

"Oh, there she is!" the kitten exclaims suddenly, pulling him out of subspace a bit. He strains to listen for clues. He can feel his breath increasing in speed and his heart rate heighten. He struggles in his ropes when he feels her near, as if he needs to be in a certain position or gesture in some way to please her. He can't help this urge to relentlessly and selflessly please her.

He hears her chatting quietly with the couple who just used him and she is laughing at their descriptions of their scene. He hopes he has done well to please her today as that comfy air mattress sounds like heaven tonight after the day he has had.

She says goodnight to the couple and thanks them for their participation and begins to untie him from the suspension, slowly and deliberately without speaking. She takes great care to not disturb his soiled body. She lays him on the ground to remove all of his bindings. She examines the writing and hash marks of given orgasms all over his sticky, warm body.

"Very well my little sissy whore. I have been hearing stories from satisfied customers all day and had to come see the evidence for myself." she says taking off his blindfold and holding his weary head in her hands.

He is taken back by suddenly being able to see again after all that time in the blindfold today. He is shaking now, finally truly feeling the rush of endorphins that have been coursing through his tired body. He sees her now and is overcome with emotion. He feels safe again. He feels like she will make everything better now. He stays there in her arms for a while, shaking and sobbing from the intense drop he is feeling. They sit for a while in silence and allow him to come back to reality.

"Are you well sissy? Do you think you can walk?" she asks, kissing him on the forehead.

He nods yes as the tears run down his face. She hands him a bag and a towel. "Good. Let's go get you cleaned up." she says, grabbing his hand. They walk in silence through the campground, now only lit by the strawberry moon, to the showers. She has him walk to the full length mirror to inspect his body. He squints in the bright light until his eyes focus on this body. It is filthy and covered in derogatory names like 'slut', 'whore', and 'cum dumpster'. There are many tiny, thin hash marks on his right side. He can only assume those were the number of orgasms he provided at the camp today. He counts 24 with what he can see.

"You did very well today slut. I know many of the people pushed your limits but you held true to your word and resisted the temptation to speak or give up. I am proud of you, my pet. You provided so much pleasure for others today. I don't think you have been in subspace that far for so long before. You will need to rest soon. Now wash all of that cum and lube off of your body." she says, pushing him into the group shower. She surprises him by joining him in the shower.

She washes his body carefully as he is too fatigued to clean himself properly right now. She washes his hair and back and works hard to get all of the marks off of his body. She cleanses herself and washes her own hair as well, keeping a close eye on him to be sure he is conscious. They dry off and remain naked for the long walk back to their tent. She again takes his hand to lead him. He is thankful for her constant vigilance as he wouldn't know how to get back to the camp at this point. She brings him to the camp and has him sit in the chair. She hands him a sandwich to devour before heading to bed. She leads him into her tent again by his hand and lays him softly on the bed. He curls up, still feeling emotional and very vulnerable. She lies next to him and holds him closely to her breasts. She grasps him so tight he feels her heart beating on his back. He gently and effortlessly goes back into subspace or twilight or somewhere he has never been before. He cannot imagine ever feeling so fulfilled and protected ever again in his life. They fall asleep in each other's arms for the best night of sleep he has ever experienced.