Fire From The Sky

I would like to thank findingmyvoice for all the help on this story. She helped make it what it is, and hopefully an enjoyable read for you all.

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Hell on Earth is what I thought as fire reigned from the sky. Many of these fires simply extinguished themselves right before my eyes. Random slashes streaked across the sky like supersonic fireflies.

Others were downright scary as they would explode for no apparent reason. Sonic booms reverberated through the sky many times during the season. Watching it from afar was pleasing.

While on the rare occasion, the hissing noises had me looking for snakes around the camp. The buzzing sound reminded me of a high powered amp. The slithering serpents I wanted to stomp.

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The chill in the air on a mid-November night, up in the mountains of Arizona, can be a bit too much, even for an experienced and well prepared person. It had been just over 50 degrees earlier in the day, but had dropped below freezing as night fell.

I was happy to even have a campsite, thinking nobody goes camping this time of the year. Why would I need a reservation? Today was one of those special occasions that brought people out to witness history and a spectacular show.

Lucky for me I was an early riser and wanted to have camp setup by 10am. By the time I arrived, there were only two campsites available. It was the Leonid meteor shower causing all the fuss.

There were people from all walks of life roaming the grounds and doing various chores that only come while camping. Cleaning up seems like a never-ending story, unless you want to attract the various animals that could really ruin your experience.

While on my way to the general store to see what they had in stock, I noticed a woman on the pay phone who appeared to be trying to find a campsite that was not full, and seemed to be having no luck. Cell phone reception really sucked in the area and given its location, it's no wonder.

I won't say she was some drop dead gorgeous woman wearing six inch 'come fuck me pumps,' but even with the lack of makeup and heavy clothing, there was potential.

Her goose down jacket hid what was beneath, and it looked like she was wearing at least two pairs of baggy sweats. The hood with the fur trim and the hiking books only added to the facade.

The stress in her voice was clearly evident, yet I wondered if she had ever done any phone sex with that smoky, hypnotic voice.

I went and checked out the store as I originally planned. I made mental notes of the stock levels on essential supplies and even bought a few items that were the last on the shelf. Wet wipes were a necessity, jerky for a quick snack, and emergency sewing kit, rounded out my purchases.

The woman was still at the payphone as I exited the store. I walked to the guard shack and asked about adding a vehicle to the campsite and what was needed to do so. George told me I could add one vehicle and up to five more people, if needed. He reminded me again about extinguishing campfires by 10pm. I thanked him for his help and walked the grounds.

I made it back to the general store forty-five minutes later. Whoever the woman was talking with now was not giving her the answers she wanted.

I decided to hang around, fumbling with my phone, acting like I was trying to pick up reception. As she hung up the phone I could see she was flustered.

"No five star accommodations available? I know of a local dungeon that I could recommend," I joked, well half joked anyway.

I explained to her that I had overheard her predicament, and introduced myself.

"Hey there young lady, I couldn't help but overhear your problem. I'm Martin Fox from Phoenix. What are your options?" I asked, politely as possible.

"This is insane, there isn't a single campsite available anywhere close! I have come up here for previous meteor showers and never needed a reservation. I'm so screwed, I don't know what to do," she vented with desperation in her voice.

"I'm not in the habit of inviting strange women to stay with me, but I do have a campsite to myself," I stated matter-of-factly.

"Did you just invite me to stay with you and call me strange?" she said, as though she was offended that I called her strange.

"Listen well, young lady. I'm offering you a place to stay and some company for the shower, nothing more. I will be back in about an hour. If you would like to talk then, let me know." With my short and to the point message, I walked back to my camp.

I set up my cot inside the two room tent. Yes, it was a large tent but I use it to store everything just in case critters decide to ransack the area. I set up my portable shower and lines to hold several lanterns.

I wondered how the young lady was doing in her search for a campsite. As I headed towards the general store, it occurred to me this woman pissed me off without even trying. "Why would I help her?" I questioned myself.

As I walked up I could see she was fucked. I don't mind helping people but I'll be damned if I would have my hospitality taken advantage of, or have my words twisted.

"Pretty well screwed huh?" I stated as I found her sitting on a bench.

"If you are strange, by all means, find another place to stay. If you are a normal woman looking for a place to stay and an enjoyable show, tell me your name," I said in my authoritative voice.

"Kelly Thomas, pardon my rudeness, sir. Yes, I really appreciate your offer and having some company would be great," she stated with a submissive undertone.

"Good, now you behave yourself or you will be punished. Drive over to the guard shack and give him my name. He will add your vehicle to the campsite and direct you where to park. I will meet you there in twenty minutes." I could swear I saw a twinkle in her eye as I said that I would punish her.

With my playful dominant reply, and her reaction to it, I pondered what the day had in store. I wasn't looking to meet anyone like this, but I can't say that I wouldn't mind at all.

"Yes, sir!" Kelly replied, smiling as though she had won the lottery.

As I made my way to my campsite, I saw people all over setting up telescopes and cameras. I brought two cameras with me, but no telescope. I was going to use one for a time lapse shot every ten seconds of the entire event. The other would be used to record a full HD video.

Upon my return to camp, I noticed Kelly had not set up any of her equipment. Her jeep was parked behind my truck and appeared to have some sort of mount on the rear cross bar.

"Why haven't you started setting up your gear?"

"You specifically said to drive to the guard shack, add my vehicle to your campsite, and park where I was directed to park," Kelly stated bluntly.

"Do you always take directions so literally, Kelly?" I asked, recognizing the character trait.

"Not always, but you promised, I mean uhmm...told me to behave myself or I would be punished, sir," she said as though she was hinting at something.

"Kelly, my name is Martin. You may call me by my name."

Kelly whined, "But what if I like calling you 'sir'?"

"If that's the case, we are going to get along very well together. There will be no need for you to set up your tent," I said while trying to gauge her reaction.

"What do mean, sir?" Kelly questioned cautiously.

"My tent is huge and has two rooms. If you want to use the tent I have up already, you may do so. I would caution you, I am very particular with who I invite to stay with me. I am known to be a dominant man and expect you to take directions well, understand?" I put it out there, hoping she truly understood.

"Yes, sir! What needs to be done until tonight, sir?" said Kelly in that melodic tone of hers.

"Why don't you unpack your essentials and put them in my tent. I have two heaters ready for tonight when it gets down to freezing. When you are done unpacking, we can eat and get to know each other better," I said, being honest in my intentions.

As Kelly went about her business, I began setting up my cameras. I noticed her checking out my equipment. (Get your mind out of the gutter, I have two very expensive and professional cameras.)

A half hour later, Kelly emerged from my tent and had changed her clothes. Her outfit showed off her body much better than the bulky outfit she had on. At 52F degrees, it was still chilly out.

Her nipples were poking through the college t-shirt and by the sway of her breasts, I surmised that nothing was containing them from swinging as she moved. The sweats she had changed into hugged her ass and the lips of her vagina were clear.This was going to be an interesting night,I thought to myself.

I started the tabletop heater to make sure Kelly wouldn't have to cover up. I pulled out a couple of sub-sandwiches that I made at home and a big bag of chips. I offered Kelly soda, water, or beer. She chose a beer, as did I.

We talked while we ate. I learned that Kelly was seven years younger than my forty-two years. I am by no means in shape, unless you consider round a shape. Ok, well not that bad, but I could stand to lose a good thirty pounds. Kelly had a small bulge in her midsection, but she looked to be in great shape.

We shared many similar interests and only lived about fifteen minutes from each other.What are the chances this will continue back home,I thought to myself as I haven't been with a truly submissive woman in the last eight years.

Kelly asked to see my cameras and knew exactly which models they were as well as the capabilities of each. When I questioned Kelly about her background and career path, she turned as red as a lobster being boiled.

I could tell that I had made her uncomfortable, so I said, "Kelly, honesty is the key to any relationship worth cultivating. Depending on the nature of the relationship, most of the time it's essential. Trust on the other hand, is earned. Once trust has been broken, it's terribly hard to get back, if ever."

"Yes, sir, it's just, well, I, I don't want you to think badly of me. For the past five years I have been a cam girl. You know, the women who do things that people tell them to do over the internet," Kelly replied, while keeping her eyes down.

"Look at me when you speak to me," I said forcefully.

Her eyes immediately responded and looked directly into my eyes as her body twitched. This woman loved being told what to do. More importantly, I wanted her to see my reaction, and have her understand I was not a person who was going to judge her.

"Kelly, do you enjoy what you do? How did you get started in that?" I inquired softly.

Kelly opened up her world to me. "My husband and I were in a financial bind and it was an easy way to supplement our income. I've always been submissive so having people tell me what to do for them on the internet was actually fun for me. It turned out that I made a ton of money and was able to quit my shitty job. In one year, I made the same amount as I had the previous ten years combined."

"That's great! But I don't see a ring on your finger," I replied.

"The downside was, my husband no longer treated me the same. After a year of paying our bills myself, I found out that I was funding an affair he started. The money he was making, he spent on his other woman. He even used some of my money to take her out to dinner and movies, get hotel rooms, and even helped pay some of her bills," said Kelly without any emotion.

"That had to be a very difficult time for you," I said thoughtfully, trying to show compassion for her situation.

"It was a harsh reality that I wasn't ready for. It was the first time since I had been married that I questioned myself for not being a better wife. I ended up talking with a psychologist, and still do to this day. I had to learn to accept who I am, and at the same, not be a doormat."

"So what happened?" I pressed.

"I filed for divorce with all the evidence I had collected. We had no bills except for the house, and no kids. I paid him off so I could keep my house. The judge sympathized with me and sent that piece of shit packing. I was able to keep my money, and he kept his, which wasn't crap as he spent all of his on his other woman." Kelly had finally showed how hurt she really was.

"I know the job you do is not for everyone. If it makes you happy and provides you the lifestyle you want, do the job as best you can without compromising your core values," I said encouragingly.

Kelly smiled at that. I could tell she wanted to tell me more. "You wouldn't believe some of the crazy stuff people want me to do. I draw the line when they want me to shit in my hand, or on a plate and eat it. Gross! Or lick my fingers and toys clean when my time of the month hits me, and for fucks sake, when did doggy pornography become the 'in thing'? They pay me extremely well for the time they have with me, but god damn there are some sick fuckers out there."

I made my move. "Kelly, I have been in a Dom/sub relationship in the past. To be honest, I miss the whole dynamic. How about we spend these couple of days together and see where it leads. I recognized the look you gave me when I told you I would punish you. You would like that wouldn't you?"

"Yes, sir, I would enjoy it very much! Why do I feel like I can tell you anything when we have only known each other less than two hours?"

I truthfully answered her. "Because I have already laid out the rules for a successful relationship. Being honest and trustworthy will be our cornerstone. Are you in?"

"Yes, sir, I am!" Kelly said as the smile on her face spread.

After a little more conversation, I learned we eat out at the same places, shop at the same places, and even know a few of the same people. Neither of us is particularly religious, and we both hate onions. From that point on, I took control.

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I slung my two-man tent across my shoulder and directed Kelly to grab the duffle bag and the mini cooler. I picked up two other bags that we would need for tonight. We only had a quarter-mile hike, but it was over some big rocks that could be dangerous at night.

The spill-way was our destination. We would setup a second mini-camp for the night. If we are lucky, and I doubt we will be, we would have the spill-way to ourselves tonight. Being next to the lake would bring the temperature down even further than the already predicted freezing.

I thanked nobody in particular for the excellent weather, although I wouldn't mind being snowed in with Kelly for days, weeks, and months. Being trapped on the rim with a woman who was willing to do whatever I told her to, had great appeal.

It only took us ten minutes to make the hike. With Kelly leading most of the way, it gave me a chance to admire her ass and fantasize what I was going to do to it. I could swear she was exaggerating the sway of her hips, but I chalked it up to the terrain.

The tent was up within a few minutes. To my surprise, there were only a few other people hanging around the spill-way. None of them looked to have any gear to set for the night. This may be the perfect spot to test Kelly's resolve and give her what she desires, hell, it's what I wanted.

"Kelly, in the duffle bag is an air mattress and a few other things. Blow it up good and firm. When you kneel on it, your knees should not feel the concrete below us. Do you understand?" My directions were firm and clear, just the way I knew she wanted them.

"Yes, sir!" Kelly said with a huge grin and a squeeze of her breasts.

As strong and assuming as I could possibly display, I said, "Did I say you could touch yourself? If you do that again, I'm going to bend you over right here and warm your ass up with my hand."

Kelly blushed a beet red, smiled at me, and simply said, "YES, SIR!"

Kelly immediately pulled out the mattress and began to blow. I'm sure she was looking forward to having my hands on her, possibly even more than me wanting my hands on her. I wanted to spank that ass and have her squirm for more. She dropped the mattress and bent over to pick it up.

My hand was perfectly placed and timed. The sound my hand made when it contacted Kelly's soft apple bottom drew the attention of the few people around us. Kelly jumped up and dropped the mattress again.

"Sorry, sir, I've dropped it again. Oooopppsssiee! Do I deserve another?" Kelly pleaded with me. I could see by the look in her eyes, she needed more. I would make her wait, at least for a little bit.

"Do as you were told young lady!" I demanded and continued with my preparation.

Kelly picked it up and began to blow. She was blowing so hard I thought she was going to hyperventilate. I couldn't help but wonder what a blowjob would feel like coming from those soft supple lips. My cock stirred at the thought of Kelly worshipping my cock and swallowing my seed.

I set one of the heaters inside the tent. One of the bags I carried held a fold out table and chair set. As I set them up, Kelly was testing the mattress by kneeling on it. "Perfect," she proclaimed.

"Put it inside the tent with the blankets and pillows. Then you may assume the position," I said as nonchalantly as I could.

Without a word Kelly worked the mattress inside. I heard some rustling inside and waited until it was quiet. It had been quite some time since I had played this role and I was a bit nervous.

I had a wonderful woman waiting for me to dominate her not five feet from me. If she had assumed the right position, she would be on her hands and knees, with her face down and ass up.

The moment of truth, I said to myself. There was only one lone guy fishing off the shore of Woods Canyon Lake now. I was confident he was far enough away so I could really enjoy myself.

Stepping into the tent, Kelly was not in the position I expected her to be in. She was on her knees, facing me. My eyes squinted and I'm sure my brow showed my displeasure.

I scolded Kelly in a smooth, evenly keeled voice. "Kelly, if you are mine to command, I expect you to follow directions. You know the position I wanted you in, so why have you disobeyed my order?"

"I'm not su...," is all she got out before I interrupted her.

"Stop! If you want to be with someone who understands your needs, you must be willing to place your trust in my hands. Going halfway will not cut it, young lady. You removed your sweats, but kept your t-shirt and panties on. Then you assumed a position, just not the right position."

I calculated that Kelly may be having second thoughts about submitting to me, so I gave her two options.

"Kelly, we don't have to do any of this. I invited you so we would both have company during the meteor shower. I was not looking to take advantage of you, nor was I thinking we have some quid-pro-quo deal. You can get dressed and we can enjoy the show tonight, or you can take what's behind door number two. I will give you five minutes to make up your mind."

I walked out of the tent knowing I had done the right thing. Even if she is a sub, it doesn't mean she was attracted to me. I was hoping Kelly was the real deal. My cock had been hard since she had said she was in. It was almost painful hiking behind that ass, not to mention dangerous, as I was distracted the entire way.

I heard movement inside the tent, something was happening, I just didn't know which way this would end up. A few minutes later I had my answer.

"Sir?" Was all Kelly said and I knew my day just got a little brighter.

"Door number two?" I called back while I spread a towel on the table in front of me.

"Yes, sir, if I may." Kelly sounded as if she wasn't sure I wanted her.

I had to let her see that I would not make this decision for her. "If it's door number two you really want, you need to step outside of the tent and show me."