Weekend Getaway: Friday Afternoon
Friday morning.
kay gets in the car, fussily.
kay gets comfortable in the corner and puts her feet up and the dashboard to sleep. If she only thinks about the cabin, she might be able to forget her sore bottom. Mark motions for her to get back out the car. What now, she thinks, glowering. kay groans...no, tell me here.
kay crosses her heart. It had occurred to her, but where would she go on that deserted stretch of highway? She had no intention of sitting in the car without pants and it was ludicrous of him to ask it.
kay glares at the road, scowling. She wasn’t going to win this and she wanted to get to the cabin.
Mark gets out the car and opens her side door and pulls her from the car. She shakes him off, not wanting him angry at her.
Mark gets back in to drive. kay unbuttons her pants and slides them down, folds them and throws them in the back seat.
kay gets back in, shivering in her blue panties and hoodie. She was miserable and wanted him to know it.
kay frowns and tucks back into the corner. She was in no mood in this small car to entertain him, having had so little rest.
kay shuts up and nods. Mark drives off. kay glares out the window at the boring scenery. Before thirty minutes pass, she squeals and grabs his arm.
kay licks her lips, nervously. She debates the prudence of telling him, but her punishment will be less severe here on the road. Better to tell him now before he has her alone in the woods.
kay chews her lip....nooooooooo!
kay frowns out the window. kay folds her legs under her lap. Mark starts to pull over.
kay looks out the window for the cabin.
kay looks for the drugstore, hoping he will just buy new toiletries. Mark pulls down a secluded road. Mark stops the engine. kay swallows and taps her fingers nervously.
kay trembles. kay curls her hands around her legs.
kay starts to cry...don't do this...someone will see.
kay gets out of the car, whimpering. Mark strips her shirt off.
kay holds her shirt tightly in front of her.
Mark smacks her in the face and looks at her.
kay touches the hood of the car gently. kay bends over.
kay clutches the shirt tighter and spreads her legs, miserably.
Mark notices a couple watching. kay bounces, feeling the hot air off the hood.
kay can't see the couple, thankfully. Mark notices as the couple moves out of sight but still watches.
kay groans and fidgets, her bottom starting to burn like the hood.
Mark gently rubs her red ass.
kay whimpers happily.
kay glances back.
Mark notices that the couple have come out of the woods and are standing on the dirt road fifty feet from them.
kay pops up and down on her toes, hoping the sting'll go away.
kay nods, wanting to rub her butt so badly.
kay sees the couple. kay growls. Mark starts off down the road to talk to the couple.
kay yanks her shirt back over her head and mumbles angrily.
kay hits the dashboard, hard. Mark recognizes the couple and talks for a few moments. Mark returns to the car. kay pulls on her hoodie and tugs it over her lap, tucking her knees inside. kay glares straight ahead.
kay doesn't respond.
kay crosses her arms. Mark reaches over and grabs a handful of hair.
kay squirms, rubbing her head.
Mark returns to driving down the road. kay pouts, silently.
kay growls and stares out the window angrily. They finally arrive at the cabin; it’s a secluded spot surrounded by tall, tall trees and over looking a large, grey lake. The nearest neighbor couldn’t hear them if she screamed at the top of her lungs, and that probably had something to do with why he picked this place. The outside is wooden. She can tell it is small, but cozy. The upstairs bedroom has red drapery. The downstairs front room opens up onto a wrap-around porch. It is quaint; it is personal. kay thinks many deliciously evil thoughts. Mark pulls into the garage.
kay gets out and pulls on her pants, then grabs her bag.
kay lugs it into the cabin, grumbling.
kay pulls her bag up the stairs to the bedroom. kay screams THERE COULD BE, but takes them off anyway. Mark puts his bags on the bed and reaches for the restraints.
kay goes downstairs to check out the cabin. The lower floor has a large front room with a couch and old television set, a coffee table and large support posts seemingly sprouting out of the ground. It opens into a small, but well-equipped, kitchen. A small boot room is nestled just off the dining space. A half-bathroom opens off the side and the large picture window faces the lake. A small set of stairs lead up to the rooms and the master bedroom contains the full bath with tub and separate shower. The whole place is darkly toned, with lots of reds and yellow and ochres. It is warm in here; she pulls her hoodie over her head and drops it on her suitcase. She knows what he is planning with the restraints and thinks maybe, just maybe, she can put him off.
kay investigates the wood burning stove and the small kitchen. Mark takes the restraints downstairs and grabs her by the hair. kay holds her hair tightly.
Mark firmly straps around her wrist.
Mark pulls her hair hard and her head back. kay struggles frantically.
Mark again smacks her in the face.
kay grabs her face and becomes silent. Mark ties her hands behind her back and then ties her ankles together.
kay sits awkwardly. The couch was older but comfortable, with a low back and big pillows. She pouts, wondering how much punishment her poor body can take. Mark finishes putting things away and then comes back to her. kay watches him.
kay rolls her eyes. Is he really trying to be pleasant when she is bound miserably in the middle of the living room, she thinks, scowling. kay motions to her restraints.
kay glares at the cabin floor and closes her mouth.
kay waits silently, fidgeting with her restraints uncomfortably. Mark grabs her by the arm and pulls her over to the picture window overlooking a stunning view. The cabin is perched on the edge of a short hill, dense with vegetation. She can see a little path doggedly winding its way through the trees. She is sure it goes down to the lake, which is wide and placid. She sighs, longing to dip into the water. She knows that won’t happen now,…or anytime soon. Mark pulls her hands from behind her back and fastens them in the front.
kay tries to ignore the restraints and watches the lake intently. Mark pulls her hands up and ties them to the hook above the window. kay looks up, surprised that she missed this industrial looking hook sunken into the plaster. She takes a breath. Mark unties her ankles and puts a straight bar between the ankle restraints and ties them back.
kay swallows hard and wonders anxiously if the picnickers can see her as well as she can see them. Mark faces her towards the lake naked and rubs her tits. kay starts to whimper. Mark pinches her nipples
kay wriggles.
Mark rubs her bottom a bit.
kay squirms, her nipples tingling and bottom lit up. Mark takes his left hand and pinches her nipples while getting ready to swat again.
kay gasps.
Mark can see through the large window that the couple is now back at the cabin, having had taken a walk. kay looks longingly at the lake, cool and grey. Mark notices they've stopped and are again watching.
kay sees the couple too, and starts to struggle against the restraints. It is so humiliating…how would she ever leave the cabin knowing they would eventually run into each other? She growls to herself.
Mark notices the couple waving. She turns as far from them as she can, begging silently for them to have mercy and keep moving.
kay glares at the couple. Mark knows she can’t. Mark pinches both of her nipples hard.
kay winces, trying to remain stoic. He is playing with her, and she can see he won’t be letting up anytime soon. kay groans.
kay whines pitifully, hating him for teasing her; hating more because she knows it isn’t a tease.
Mark pinches her nipples again.
kay growls angrily, struggling harder. All she can do is beg, and she knows it.
kay starts to cry.
Mark rubs her privates gently, trying to settle her. Mark reminds her that the neighbors are still watching. kay moans, but is still furious.
kay blinks tears.
kay groans and twists fussily.
Mark leaves and goes down to the water to talk to them. kay chants silently for them to go, over and over in her head. Knowing that he intends to humiliate her, she looks around desperately for an escape. kay pulls hard on the hook. kay lifts her feet and hangs from it, trying to pull it down.
Mark shakes the man's hand and waves goodbye to him....the girl is still standing there.
kay yanks on the hook. The girl points towards kay and says something to Mark. kay rips the hook from the wall and tumbles to the floor. Mark sprints back to the house, while the girl takes her time, watching the window intently. kay tries to untie her leg restraints.
kay freezes. Mark grabs her and smacks her face.
kay gasps. kay grabs him, prepared to beg, plead, cry, anything.
Mark grabs her arm and pulls her over to the couch.
Mark pulls her legs around the back side of the couch and forces her to bend over the front. kay bends over, cradling her sore face. Anything, any effort is useless now, but she hates that girl for watching, for being so damned interested. Mark then restrains her hands with a rope tied to the bottom of the couch. kay lays limply, sobbing. Mark looks at her ass, sticking straight up and her face in the cushions. A knock comes from the door. The girl calls, “Anyone home?”
kay starts to struggle again.
Mark slaps her again on her ass. kay growls.
kay looks back at him pitifully, her hair covering her sulking eyes. The girl steps into the room anyway, “Oh my,...should I come back later?”
The girl is clearly floored by the scene—this man she barely knows towering over the poor, upturned girl on the couch, who is wriggling in her restraints, naked, and evidently very upset. THe girl wants to see what will happen next, but by the way things were going, she’d see plenty later. She would wait…if she had to.
kay shakes her head wildly.
He points disgustedly at the girl on the couch and shrugs, frowning. kay hides her face in the cushions. The girl looks on with excitement at how kay is positioned, memorizing this moment. kay screams into the pillows.
She nods, mercifully and says, “Ok....it would be my pleasure to come back later for drinks.”
The girl leaves and promises she will be back later. Mark is kind of pissed off at this point. kay starts to breathe more evenly, now that they are alone. kay becomes more worried than angry. kay looks up at him. Mark reaches over and strokes her bottom. kay purrs.
Mark starts to undress. kay watches, enjoying this view more than the lake. He moves behind her, surveying his girlfriend with new enjoyment. He smiles, wickedly. Mark pushes his fingers inside her privates. Mark notices how wet she is. kay coos. Mark drops the last piece of clothing to the floor. Mark walks around the couch and tugs her face up.
kay looks up, uncomfortably draped over the sofa. kay opens her mouth hungrily, happy to please. Mark positions himself just right. kay licks her lips. Mark pushes himself inside her wet mouth. Mark leads her by the back of the head, holding tightly to a handful of hair. kay takes him all the way in, without a breath.
kay swallows around his cock, choking down every mouthful.
kay sucks hard, salivating all over his dick and dripping on the cushions. kay nods, still slurping at him eagerly. Mark pulls away and positions himself behind her. kay whimpers happily. Mark slowly pushes himself in her love spot, sliding back and forth.
kay wipes her chin on her shoulder, moaning. Mark grinds until all of him is inside her. Mark notices her privates are dripping and his cock is, too. kay bucks blissfully against the sofa back, feeling him tightly wrapped in her juicy slit. Mark pulls out to do a final insertion in her mouth.
kay groans, wishing he would fuck her silly. He understands. Mark reinserts himself in her hole, pushing harder and harder. Mark starts to speed up his strokes. kay moans and riding him, wantonly. Mark guides himself deeper and deeper. Mark grabs a handful of hair again and pulls her head back while his strokes become fiercer. kay gasps as her head is tugged back. She moans.
Mark continues pushing deeper and deeper, still pulling on her hair. kay squeals, feeling full and fucked, and sore and aching.
kay nods, grimacing. Mark bends forward more and pushes her face down in the cushions. Mark is now pumping as fast as he ever has and feeling her warmness all over him. kay can't see or breathe well, but won't do anything to stop the brutally devastating fucking. kay moans loudly into the pillows. Mark briefly pulls her by the hair to ask her a question.
kay squeals.
kay is delirious. Mark puts his hands around her waist and grabs hold of her and thrusts like there is no tomorrow. kay shrieks and lets herself be used and trampled. Mark continues to pump and pump. kay feels hotness spread all over her body.
kay cumssss.
kay groans into the couch, battered and throbbing. Mark slows to a gentle stroke. kay lifts her head and takes a big swallow of cold air. Mark notices how very well lubricated her hole is.
kay nods, shaking slightly.
kay nods. kay rises unsteadily, and grabs the couch...walks to the bathroom, juice all down her legs. Mark leans against the back of the couch waiting. She flicks on the yellow light in the bathroom and glances at her ravaged body, glistening, bruised…his handprints still on her waist. She remembers what she came in for. kay finds a towel in a shelf and returns quickly.
kay drops to her knees and trails her tongue all over his cock and down his legs. kay laps feverishly, not wanting to miss one single taste. Mark relaxes with her kisses.
kay swathes his lap with her tongue and takes his cock in her mouth, humming and swallowing. He thinks now would be a good time to tell her about their plans for this evening.
kay sucks him lightly, dragging her pearly teeth across the head...mm hmmmm?
kay nods and towels him off.
kay nods...fiiine. She pouts to herself, rubbing him more roughly than she would have, blaming him.
kay grumpily towels herself too, not wanting to see her neighbor. kay shrugs.
Mark reaches down to stroke her nipples. kay shivers, liking the petting, but still hating her neighbor.
kay looks up, horrified.
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