Excerpt from The Erotic Dreams of Wendi Mitty

Brad stood by the sofa. “Give in now?”

Wendi rolled on her back, puffing from her exertions. “No. Big deal, so you managed to take off my top and tie my wrists. That doesn’t make you my boss.”

“Very well.” He reached down and undid the buttons on her shorts.

Wendi tried to kick at him, but the movement of her hips only made it easier to pull the shorts off. She was without panties, laying naked in front of him as she pulled up her legs for a degree of modesty. She wasn’t sure what he was going to do next, but was surprised when he sat next to her.

He stroked her legs as she wiggled to sit up against the arm of the sofa. “I want you to be my sub and wear a collar. I want to be your master.”

Wendi shook her head. “You think you can strip me, tie up my wrists and suddenly I’ll be your slave? Think again.”

“Very well. The next step.”

He firmly pulled her over his lap, proceeding to give her a long and hard spanking.

Wendi kicked her feet. She cried out. She moaned. She groaned. The palm of his hand continued to rain down, alternating between cheeks. Her ass turned pink, and then red. She stopped crying out, leaving her mouth open as she gave off a low continuous moan. She hoped he wouldn’t reach between her legs and find out how wet she was.

“Now do you give in?”

Wendi gasped. “Not yet.”

“Very well.” He helped her stand up. “Come with me.” He pushed her at her elbow and she allowed him to escort out of the cottage.

“What are you planning?”

“There’s rope in the tool shed. I’m going to tie you up with it.”

Wendi followed him, walking behind him as he went outside to the tool shed. Her ass burned but with her hands tied behind her back couldn’t even rub them. The ground with grass, weeds and small rocks hurt her feet occasionally. She wondered why she had to go with him to retrieve the rope if he was going to tie her up back inside the cottage. It suddenly occurred to her that perhaps he was going to tie her outside, and she hoped it would be where no one coming by could see her.

At the tool shed he slipped a length of rope around her neck. He led her past the cottage and up a small rise toward the trees. To her shock he placed her between two trees that had a view of the cottage and also the graveled road that went past. The road serviced their neighbours as well as several other cottages.

“Someone can see me from the road.” She didn’t resist as he removed the belt and tied one wrist above her head to one tree and repeated it with the other to another tree.

“It’s quite possible.” He proceeded to tie her ankles to the trees as well, spreading her legs apart.

“Any last words, such as you will obey me now? I have taken the liberty of purchasing a collar and have it here.”

“No. I don’t give in yet.”

“I’ll be back later to check up on you.” He walked away, leaving her to stare at the cottage and road.