Innocence Tempted

by Samantha Blair

  Cody stopped walking and lifted his shirt over his head. His chiseled form was absolutely stunning in the firelight. It reminded me of our first night together, and I held on to that memory, trying to forget that the others were present. He dropped his shirt to the grass and pulled me close to him.

  “Relax, baby girl. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

  I wasn’t so sure, but I closed my eyes and let him kiss my neck and roam his hands over my body. I was sure that he was trying to arouse me, to make me forget our audience, but there was no distraction large enough to keep me from hearing the others whisper. Gage said something to Andy about punishment and Andy laughed, but it wasn’t a mean laugh, more like he was excited to see what would happen. I curled my hands into fists to keep them from shaking.

  Cody lifted his head from my neck and looked at Andy and Allen. I couldn’t look for fear that I would throw up. “We’re cool right?” he asked.

  He got a scattered agreement of “Fuck yeah,” and “Bring it on.” I guess he wasn’t kidding when he said that they would be okay with this.

  “On your knees, Katlyn.” That was his Dominant voice, the one that I didn’t like to question. I dropped to my knees.

  I put my hands behind my back as I had done for him before and waited for my instructions. There were no instructions, however, he simply lowered his fly and removed his cock, stroking himself a couple of times before pressing the head of his cock to my lips.

  I obediently took him into my mouth and sucked as he had taught me. I tried to tune it out, but I could hear the conversation around me. It was fuzzy but I caught a mix of encouraging praise. They weren’t disgusted by it at least.

  Cody turned slightly, changing both the point of view for our audience, and my visible range. “Look at them, Katlyn,” Cody said softly. “Look at them watching you.”

  I didn’t want to. I squeezed my eyes shut, afraid to look. Cody tugged sharply on my hair until I opened my eyes. He reminded me in a quiet but firm voice that I deserved this for disobeying him, and that disobeying him now would not put me back in his good graces.

  I knew that no one else could hear him, but I was even more embarrassed to be reprimanded in front of an audience than I was to be performing a sexual act, so I did as he told me and looked around. It wasn’t easy, considering my position, but I managed. Gage had Susan in his lap with her legs spread and his hand between them. I couldn’t see exactly what he was doing under her summer dress, but it wasn’t hard to imagine.

  I couldn’t see the others very well from this position, but Cody filled me in as I continued to suck him. “They are all hard for you, Kat. They wish that you were sucking their cocks as well. Would you like that? Would you like to suck them off while I fuck you from behind?”

  I knew that the question was meant to be rhetorical, as I had no way to answer him, but I was too terrified to answer anyway. In a way, yes that seemed like an appealing scenario, but I was in no way prepared to take two men at the same time. He wouldn’t really do that to me, would he?

  I didn’t have much time to contemplate it before he pushed deeper into my mouth, fucking me as he usually did, and it was all I could do to concentrate on this one task.

  “Fuck yes,” he said under his breath. I knew him well enough by now to know that he was close. I sucked harder, trying to bring him over. “That’s my good girl.”

  He came with a low moan, and I swallowed around him. I licked him clean before he tucked himself back into his jeans and held his hand out to me.

  “Well ladies and gentleman,” he said to his friends. “I think we’ll take our leave now.”

  Amazingly enough they simply murmured goodnights as Cody led me by the hand to our tent.

  My feelings were an awkward mix of arousal, pride, and utter humiliation. Part of me was congratulating myself for having survived it. I was pretty sure that it qualified as the bravest thing I’d ever done. Part of me still couldn’t believe that I’d agreed to it, and a final part was spitting mad at him that he’d even dreamed up such a punishment.

  “You okay?” Cody asked again. He let go of my hand and unzipped our tent.

  “Yeah,” I said, crawling into the small dark space where our sleeping bags were already arranged.

  “Was it as bad as you expected?”

  “I’m not sure,” I answered truthfully. “I don’t have any great desire to repeat it, but it was definitely a memorable experience.”

  “You did well.”

  “Well enough that you’re going to reward me?” I teased. He owed me after all of that.

  He climbed the rest of the way into the tent and zipped it shut behind us. “Don’t push your luck,” he said, but his tone was light and easy. He was pleased with me. I was pleased with me.

  He flipped on a flashlight and propped it up in the corner of the tent giving us just a little light to see by.

  “Get naked, Katlyn,” he commanded. “I want to touch you.”

  He didn’t have to ask me twice. I stripped awkwardly in the small space, trying not to shudder when I brushed up against the cold sides of the nylon tent.

  He was on top of me less than a moment after I had shed my last article of clothing. We slid around on the slippery sleeping bag material as he adjusted me into the position that he wanted. He was mostly on top of me, with his left hip on the ground and his right leg between my thighs.

  He pinned both of my hands above my head with one of his. The free hand found my breast and tweaked my nipple. I squirmed under him, not really trying to free myself, but working my core against his thigh.

  “No way,” he protested. “You will cum on my cock and no sooner. Stop fighting.”

  I steeled up every remaining ounce of patience I had left and forced myself to lie still.

  “Good girl,” he praised.

  To his credit, he didn’t make me wait long. He moved so that he was fully on top of me, filling the cradle of my body, between my legs. He slid into me missionary style, but lifted one of my legs up over his shoulder before thrusting.

  I bit my lip and whimpered. He felt so big like this. I could feel him all the way against my cervix.

  “I’m going to fuck you hard,” he growled. “Do you want me to gag you?”

  I nodded my head. There was no way I would be able to keep from screaming. Our tent was a little further away from the others, but not far enough. I had suffered enough humiliation for one night. I didn’t need them all to hear me crying out.

  He reached into his duffle bag, which was above my head, and retrieved a plastic ball gag. I had seen these before, but never worn one. He gave me time to adjust to it as he strapped it on. It was just tight enough to stay in place. I took a couple of deep breaths just to make sure that I could still breathe. It was surprisingly well-ventilated. I could still breathe through my mouth, but it cut down on the noise considerably. He verified that I was still okay before he settled back into place and resumed his earlier mission.

  His hips were relentless as he plowed into me over and over. Freed by the gag, I cried out under him. I vented all of my fears and frustrations from the day as I screamed. Cody encouraged me, seeming to know instinctively what I needed.

  “That’s right, baby. Bite down on it. Let me hear how mad you are.”

  I tried to kick my legs, but I was no match for his muscled body. He simply shifted me like a rag doll and put both of my legs over his shoulders. With his full weight on top of me, I had no hope of fighting back.

  His hands circled, pressed into the backs of my thighs, pinning me to the hard, lumpy ground. I could feel every twig and rock through the thin layers of tent and sleeping bag. Still, he pounded into me with an overwhelming power. My back ached, and my legs burned. Pain and pleasure mixed together until I couldn’t tell which was which.

  “You ready to quit yet? Had enough?”

  I shook my head defiantly, a universal “No.” I didn’t want him to stop until I exploded from the inside. He was hurti
ng me, but I wanted it, all of it.

  His grip tightened on my thighs, and he spread my legs impossibly farther apart. He looked down and watched as he plunged his thick cock in and out. A live coal burned deep in my core.

  “You like it rough like this, don’t you?” he asked. His voice had that deep gravelly quality that always drove me wild. I nodded my head encouragingly. I wanted him to keep talking. I loved the sound of his voice, coaching me through it.

  “If I keep slamming into you, you’ll fucking cum all over my cock. Is that what you want me to do to you? Make you cum?”

  I nodded yes, begging through the gag even though I knew he couldn’t understand me.

  “Well since you’ve been such a good little girl—”

  He pulled back from me slightly, changing the angle so that he could put his hand between us. He rubbed my clit with his thumb as he drove his cock deep into me.

  Bright lights flashed before my eyes. I squeezed them shut and clenched my hands into fists. One more thrust and I broke apart into a million pieces. Cody lowered my legs and fucked me through the remaining tremors.

  I was still shaking when he pulled out and rolled me onto my side. He removed the gag and I breathed in a deep rush of fresh air that made me cough.

  “Are you okay?” he asked gently.

  “Perfect,” I murmured. I was sore and exhausted, but I felt amazing. The only thing that I had reference to compare it to was a good hard workout, but it was so much more than that.

  He shifted the sleeping bags around so that we were tucked inside together. His strong body curled around me and it occurred to me that this would be the first time we’d slept together.

  “Goodnight, Katlyn,” he whispered.

  “Goodnight, Sir.”

  I slept like a rock.

  Cody

  When I woke I was still curled around Katlyn’s soft, warm body. Her hair had fanned out wildly in her sleep, and I could smell her shampoo all over me. I breathed her in and held on to the feeling for a moment longer. Sleeping beside my submissive was a pleasure that I very rarely allowed myself.

  My bladder ached and there was a good-sized rock digging into my hip. I reluctantly released Katlyn and made my way out of the tent. I was still naked and had no idea what time it was, but I wasn’t too concerned, and I really needed to piss.

  From the sound of it, about half the camp was up. The sun was rising through the woods and someone was cooking bacon. I was starving.

  I found the nearest tree and relieved myself.

  “Cody,” Gage called.

  “Can’t a man take a morning piss in peace?” I replied.

  “Oh right, like I’ve never seen your cock before. You can’t keep that thing in your pants for more than five minutes at a time.”

  “I’m not wearing pants.”

  “Is Katlyn up yet?” he asked, clearly ignoring my witty remark.

  “No, I think I wore her out last night.”

  Gage smirked knowingly. “She okay? She was pretty embarrassed last night. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone blush like that.”

  “She’ll be fine.”

  “Good. Susan and I talked about it, and we thought that maybe the girls could climb together today. She thought that Kat might benefit from spending some time with a more experienced sub—and rock climber for that matter.”

  “I think that’s a great idea. Tell her thank you for me. I’m going to get Katlyn up, and we’ll meet you for breakfast in a couple minutes?”

  “Good deal. Put some fucking clothes on.”

  I smiled and went back to the tent. Kat had woken up in my absence and was already dressing.

  “Morning, beautiful.”

  “Good morning, Sir.”

  “How’d you sleep?”

  “Very well.”

  “Good. Are you sore?” I asked.

  I expected her to be. I had gotten a little carried away last night. It was unlikely that I’d done any real damage, but she had a pretty high pain threshold, and it was possible for me to get too rough without knowing it.

  “A little, but I’ll be okay,” she answered bravely.

  “Good. Wanna get some breakfast?”

  We met Susan and Gage at the fire not five minutes later. Everyone was eating ravenously. There was something about the fresh air that just made you hungry. I filled my own plate with scrambled eggs, bacon, and a slightly burnt brown sugar Pop-Tart.

  When breakfast was finished, and we had the tent all packed up, we hiked out to the climb site. This morning’s climb was an easy one, and it would be a perfect start for Katlyn.

  The club tried hard to be able to accommodate climbers of all skill levels. Some of the more serious climbers had left before sunrise to spend the day on a much harder section of the mountain. I might have gone with them, had she not been with me, but I frequently hung with the “beginner crowd” anyway. You always needed a couple of experienced climbers around for safety reasons. I didn’t mind helping with the teaching.

  The trail that we were hiking was heavily wooded, so it was always a bit of a surprise when you got to the end of it and were met with the sheer rock face. It rose up about forty-five feet before the first big plateau. Just the sight of it got my blood pumping. Katlyn looked like she was going to pass out.

  “We’re climbing this?” she squeaked out.

  “It’s not as bad as it looks,” I reassured her. “You’re going to love it.”

  She didn’t answer, and she didn’t faint, but I could tell that getting her up there was going to take a little more motivation.

  “Susan is going to climb right beside you. Gage’s going to go first to show you how, and I’m going to be right behind you. You’ll be fine.”

  There was a group of three that had already started their climb on one side, so we opted for taking the other. I helped Katlyn into her harness and did my best to be comforting. Coddling wasn’t really my strong suit.

  “Remember the last time I had you in this harness?” I asked. I kept my voice low and seductive. Maybe I could get her mind off of her fear.

  “Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

  I pulled the straps tight around her thighs and she released a shaky breath. “Well just think about that if you get nervous.”

  Katlyn looked up as Gage approached. He and Susan were all geared up.

  “Want to climb the crack?” he asked me, indicating a large fissure in the wall. There was plenty of room to climb in there and having footholds on both sides was easier.

  “Yeah, I think that would be best. Can Susan take the outside?”

  “Yeah, I’ve done that before,” Susan answered for herself.

  Kat became even more pale, which I hadn’t really thought possible. “You want me to climb up the middle of that thing?” she asked.

  Gage laughed. “Yep.”

  In the end, she did pretty well. Gage went up first, and like a true, good Dom he didn’t make it easy on Katlyn. He pushed and nagged and called her a wimp when she was giving up too easily.

  I climbed under her, occasionally giving her support from below and thoroughly enjoying the great view of her ass.

  Susan was amazing, as always. She patiently climbed beside Kat, tossing out words of encouragement here and there. She was a steady, graceful climber and the view of her ass from the bottom wasn’t bad either. I kept that thought to myself though; Gage would try to kick my ass just for looking.

  Gage reached the top and pulled himself up over the ledge a while later. Susan quickened her pace so that she could join him and help Katlyn over the edge. The four of us sat on the ledge for a while and enjoyed the great view.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever been so tired,” Katlyn sighed. She took a long drink from her water bottle.

  “That just means that we have to get you out here more often,” I answered. “The fun part comes next.”

  “What’s the fun part?”

  “Well we have to get down somehow.”

  Katl
yn’s eyes grew wide as she considered the possible options.

  “Don’t let him scare you,” Susan chimed in. “It’s just repelling. It’s not half as bad as he’s making it seem. I’ll go first if you want.”

  Gage hooked her up and Susan gave us all a big smile as she leaned back over the edge and then gracefully hopped down the flat rock face. “See? Nothing to it,” she yelled up from the bottom.