Weekend in the Woods

"I can't believe I'm doing this," I thought. I knew Holly had always loved to be dominated, but I never thought she'd want to go this far.

Four years ago, before we got married, she told me all about her fantasies. How she wanted to be used and abused, hit and forced to do things she secretly craved. I thought it was amazing how a sweet innocent girl like her had such a sexual side. I loved it and took advantage of it all the time. She made me wait till we got married, but it was so worth it.

For our fourth anniversary, Holly wanted to be kidnapped, by me of course, and taken to cabin into the woods for a weekend filled with all of her wildest fantasies. And she got it.

It started out on Thursday when she told me for our anniversary she wanted to cross off one of her fantasies we hadn't tried yet. Holly made a list of these fantasies and gave them to me when we were engaged. She said it'd give me time to think about how I wanted to do some of them. I am a lucky man and love to fuck my wife.

After she pointed to the "Weekend in the woods" fantasy, I knew exactly what she meant.

"Honey, this time, can you be someone besides, well, you?" Holly said shyly.

"I'm not sure what you mean, Hol. Like you want one of my friends to come with?" I asked.

"No of course not, not today. I mean can you pretend to rape me?"

I was shocked. I've never heard someone ASKED to be raped before. I always tied her up and whipped her and stuff, but I was always me.

Holly blushed and looked at the ground. "Nevermind," she said softly.

"I'm sorry Hun, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to sit out on this one." I said. I wanted to really surprise her.

Friday I went to work. Holly was going to have the best weekend of her life and she didn't know it. I reserved a one bedroom cabin 30 minutes outside our small town. It was perfect, there was no one around for miles and no one would hear us scream. I left work early that day and stopped by the adult toy store and bought one of those vibrators with the remote controls. I knew Holly secretly wanted to try one of these but she could never work up the courage to ask. I got home and packed a few things I'd need, and a couple things for Holly.

It was 6:30 pm now, and Holly would be getting back from the hospital soon now. She got the weekend off from her job as a pharmacist for our anniversary.

I was sitting in the dinning room ready to give my wife the one thing she wanted most when she walked through the door.

I heard the keys jingle and the door unlock. It slowly opened and Holly set down a paper bag of wine and what looked like a movie. She yelled, "John, I'm home! Sorry I was late I was getti-" I pounced from the dinning room and grabbed her arms. I twisted them tightly and whispered in her ear with a raspy voice.

"He's not here. You have me now, bitch."

I threw her on the ground and grabbed the rag I had in my hands. I tied it tightly around her eyes and put a medium sized ball-gag in her mouth. I pulled her shirt off over her head and tied her hands with it. Holly was crying and her breathing was getting rapid, She had no idea it was her husband.

I walked her out to the garage where I forced her in the backseat. I glanced at the rear of our SUV and made sure I had all our toys and food for this weekend. I then told her to get on the ground of the car so our neighbors wouldn't see her. And we were off.

After 20 minutes Holly stopped crying. I chuckled at her. Holly never cries unless she's severely hurt or is extremely scared, so I knew she really thought she was getting kidnapped.

We finally pulled up to the office to get the keys.

"Stay here" I said. I threw a blanket over her head so no one would see her and get suspicious.

"Cabin 4, please." The woman gave me a key with a smile and told me to enjoy.

We arrived at the cabin at about 7:10 pm. I got out of the car and grabbed the suitcase from the back. When I unlocked the cabin, a cold rush of air hit me. I looked around. It was nice! There was a spiral stair case leading up to the one bedroom. There was a kitchen and a living room, and beams all over the place. Perfect for tying someone up.

I went back outside and grabbed Holly by her long brown hair and led her blindly to the cabin. Once she got inside I untied her hands and handcuffed them to the stairway. I slowly creeped my hand down her pants and rubbed her cunt. In four years I have never felt her so wet. She cried and moaned and slowly started to grind on my hand. She wanted it, but only from her husband. If she had known it was me, she would have been bouncing up and down on my fingers.

I pulled away before things got too fast. I didn't want her to cum yet, especially before we're even here for 5 minutes. I stripped off her pants and left her there for a while. I went and fixed myself a drink and watched some football.

After maybe an hour I looked over at my poor, helpless wife. Her bra was starting to come over her small breasts, and her "underwear" (if you can even call it that" was soaked with her excitement. The rag that was covering her eyes was now dripping with her tears. Her toned, fit body looked exhausted already, and it was only Friday.

I wanted to make her orgasm before she knows it's me. She loves to feel degraded and dirty. I walked over and took the ball gag out. She immeadaley started screaming.

"No one can hear you." I said calmly.

"Fuck you!" She screamed. I slapped her ass, hard. She yelped.

"Don't talk to me like that. I'm the one in charge. You're going to do everything I say because I will keep you here till you rot. I know you're smart, I know where you work and I also know that you know you need water because at this rate you'll be passed out in a few hours. You're sweating like a whore and once you're passed out there's no telling where you'll wake up." I ran my fingers around her body. I poked her in the side of her stomach to make her jump and eventually worked my way down to her pussy. My greedy fingers pushed into her, feeling her warmth. Her juices ran down my hand. I had never seen her this wet. I ran over to the kitchen and grabbed some scissors. I cut her panties off and shoved them into her mouth. I knew Holly hated tasting herself, but I held the cards in my hand and I wanted to see her disgusted with herself.

I put two fingers inside her and wiggled them around. I could tell she was already sensitive. She wouldn't last long at this rate. I put my thumb on her clit and started to move in and out of her pussy with my other fingers. She moaned loudly and continued to cry. I moved faster and faster, Holly started screaming but this time of pleasure. She bounced up and down on my hand and rode it like a whore. Holly finally came after 2 minutes and my hand was soaking. I took out the panties in her mouth and held her mouth open. I stuck my fingers in her mouth and she shook her head no. She eventually gave up and started to suck on my fingers. I wiped my hand all over her face. It was time to take the blind fold off.

I slowly untied it from behind, and then came around front to her. She looked confused.

"John?" Is all she managed to squeeze out of her loving mouth.

I said, "John isn't here. You will address me as 'sir' from now on. I'm not gonna stop where we usually do, Hol. You asked for me to be a different person. So I am. This is your fantasy and I know what you want even though you're too afraid to ask for it. No safe words this weekend, and if you ask me to stop, ill assume its part of the game. I want you to act like you're actually getting raped, but I also want you to cooperate. Okay?"

Holly looked at me. Shocked, surprised and mostly confused. I could see her excitement but also her fear. She could tell it wasn't messing around.

"Yes sir."

I turned around and smiled. It was 7:30 pm now. I uncuffed Holly and told her to take her bra off.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"Yes sir," she said. I told her to sit down in the slave position. I went over and grabbed some chicken I brought and heated it up.

"Come here Holly," I said sternly. She started to get up. "Stop. What are you doing. Crawl like the dirty animal you are," I yelled. She looked at me and slowly sank back to the floor. She crawled over to me and sat on the floor next to the kitchen chair I sat on. I fed her bites from my hands. She was to keep hers behind her back. After a while she finally got full and we watched some football. She was naked and so wet. During half time I looked over at her.

"Play with yourself." I commanded. Holly masturbated all the time, but she was always embarrassed to do it in front of me.

"John, no. Please." She squeezed her eyebrows together and looked up at me.

"My name isn't John, Holly. The next time you make that mistake there will be a punishment. Play with yourself now or I won't let you cum all weekend," I warned.

She reluctantly creeped her hand down to her shaven pussy. She used two fingers to go in circles around her clit and spread her legs wide across the couch. She worked her fingers inside of her and started to moan. After a couple minutes I pulled her hand away.

"What the hell, John! I was almost there!" She was angry.

"I warned you not to call me that. Walk over and hand me my suitcase." I said. She walked across the cabin with a confused look on her face. She returned with the suitcase.

"Go upstairs and lay on the bed. Put this on." I threw her a blindfold. She walked up the stairs.

I opened the suitcase up and grabbed two sets of handcuffs and two separate segments of rope. I walked upstairs and found her spread across the bed with a blindfold on her face. I told her to hold still as I handcuffed her hands to each side of the bed and tied her feet to the others.

"This is going to hurt a lot. Remember no safe words. Ill decide when you've had enough." I scooped some IcyHot from a jar and rubbed it on her pussy. I slid my fingers in and out of her until her entire area was covered. I grabbed a vibrator from the suitcase and turned it on low. I rubbed it around her cunt until she started to feel the coldness from the IcyHot.

"Tell me when it starts to get hot, okay?" I said. She shook her head and moaned loudly.

After a couple minutes she started to scream with pleasure

"Sir, it's starting to burn," she squeaked. I turned the vibrator on high and pushed it against her. I slapped her tits with my other hand and licked her nipples

"Ow! Make it stop please! Sir it's really starting to hurt!" She was screaming. I knew this stuff would burn her. I read online some BDSM couples use it for lube. It burns for about 10 minutes.

She orgasmed twice in the ten minutes and passed out on the bed. I unhandcuffed her hands an untied her feet. I decided to let her sleep until morning. She'd need her energy for tomorrow.

*to be continued*