The Search and The Discovery Ch. 02a

"I said that because I love your cock. It is the most beautiful and wonderful cock in the world. He's just the perfect size for me and I can deep throat him without gagging too much. I could kneel in front of him and play with him forever. What is his name?"

"His name is Arthur"

"I think it's so cute that men have names for their cocks. I don't know any women who have an actual name for her pussy. Many have descriptive names like 'kitty' but not people names like 'Jane' or 'Amber'. But, I'm sure there are some."

Karen leaned forward and kissed the head of my dick again and said: "Thank you again Arthur. You can use my mouth any time you want."

"It's time to head back my little horny cocksucker. We are going to sit together on 'The Rock'. I retrieved my clothing and put my pants and the boxer briefs back on. Karen would be staying in her continuous state of nudity of course. Her clothes were a long ways away from where we were.

As we walked back to where I had stashed the backpacks, I kept my camera in hand and took a lot of casual pictures of Karen checking out rocks, trees, things that caught her attention, and some comedy posing for me. She was a very curious girl and liked to explore just about any anomaly she found. By the time we made it back to our spot, I had nearly 200 more pictures of her frolicking and playing and laughing with joy like a little girl's make believe fantasy game. This was not a fantasy and it certainly was not a game and watching Karen playing was a huge pleasure for me.

At the halfway point, she told me she had to pee. When I told her that I was going to take a lot of pictures of her peeing, she gave me that coy look again as she squatted down and spread her legs wide open to give me a good view. It probably took her a little longer to relax and release because I was zooming in for close-ups of her pussy. Finally, the first drops began to fall as she held her labia lips apart. Then the stream started flowing and kept flowing. She even leaned back on one hand and used the other to pull on the upper part of her gorgeous pink and soon had her stream shooting out towards me. When she was finished, I gave her the Kleenex I had in my pocket for the purpose of keeping my camera lens clean and wet them with the water we had brought along with us. She wiped away the last drops and we were off again.

When we were close to our spot, I told Karen to stay there and stand behind a large rock formation. I went ahead to make sure there were no unwanted visitors in the area. As expected, we were still alone and I waved for her to come in. I retrieved our backpacks, pulled out the blanket, and spread in on the ground under a tree for us to sit on and have some water and food. We actually spent over a half hour on the blanket just talking about anything that came to mind. Not a word was said about what we were doing in Sedona, her nudity, or even being at the Merry-Go-Round. We chatted about things concerning our friends, homes, and jobs. We enjoyed a regular picnic that we shared as equal partners. I love talking with Karen about anything. She is so very intelligent and experienced in the real world that she is a pure pleasure to talk and listen to at any time.

"Clean everything up and put the garbage in the plastic bag you'll find in the side pocket of the large backpack and then take the bag and toss it on the floor of the Hummer. Here are the keys. Lock the doors and walk around the vehicle a couple of times to check that everything is OK and leave the keys on the hood. After you have done that, you will walk to the last tree closest to the dirt road and listen for any human sounds or another vehicle. In this canyon, you will easily hear cars or people that are a long distance away. Where you will be is the only area that I've found up here where Mother Nature has successfully made a perfect acoustical tunnel. I heard a car ten minutes before it appeared one time. When you have decided that there are neither cars nor people, listen for the sound of the birds. There are tons of them in this canyon and they talk to each other in a non-stop musical presentation. When anything moves in the area, they will stop chirping. I want you to pay very close attention to those birds.

If these three conditions exist; no human voices, no sounds of approaching vehicles, and a loud cacophony of bird chirping, you will walk out into the center of the dirt road and assume $1 position facing down the slope of the canyon. The birds will go silent for a minute or so and will start up again very quickly because you will be standing perfectly still and presenting no threat to them. Using your best sense of time, you are to stay in that position for as close to five minutes as you can guess without a watch. After the five minutes, you will slowly move both of your arms down to your sides. If the chirping stops, wait until it starts again. Slowly move both of your hands to your pussy and begin masturbating with your eyes closed. Again, listen to the birds and also listen for voices and vehicles. Even footsteps will echo through that area from a long distance away. You will bring yourself to the beginning of the last step to orgasm and stop masturbating. You will keep your eyes closed and you will listen. When your orgasm has receded, you will start masturbating again and you will bring yourself just past your last orgasmic buildup level and stop again. You are not to cum. I will repeat that. You are not to cum. You will not have a little one, a medium one, or any other one. When the orgasmic buildup has receded once again, you will count to 100 very slowly and then begin masturbating for the third time. Do not stop listening to the birds, or for any other out of place sounds, during this entire time. You are going to have to concentrate on controlling your orgasm and listening to the sounds around you at the same time.

On your third trip up the stairway to heaven, you will masturbate as slowly as you possibly can. The longer you take to reach the edge, the bigger the reward will be that I give you. When you reach the very edge, you will stop again and verbally beg your Master to allow you to cum. You will do that with a soft voice as the sounds you make will also travel a very long distance. The birds will stop chirping when you speak, even softly, so you must wait even longer until they start up again. When they do start up with their concert, consider that to be my permission to cum. When your orgasm is over, say 'thank you Master' loud enough to echo down the canyon, you can open your eyes and return to the woods. Grab the keys off the hood of the Hummer and head back up to our spot here and you will probably find me someplace along that path, waiting for you. If you should hear any, and I repeat, any sound that does not belong in your world of masturbation, you are to immediately return to the woods and find me. If the birds stop chirping and singing four part harmony for more than 60 seconds, you will return to the woods immediately and find me.

Do you remember everything I have just told you to do little one? We can go over your performance once again if you feel you need to or think you may have forgotten anything."

"No Master. I have an exceptional memory and I won't forget anything. I will obey every instruction you have given me. Master, I am so excited I can hardly take the first step. May I kiss you Sir?"

"You can take my cock out and kiss Arthur's head and tell him you will be right back."

Karen laughed at that but she did pull my zipper down, reached inside, pulled out a semi-soft Arthur, kissed and sucked him a couple of times, and told him she loved him and would be right back. She carefully placed the now rapidly growing Arthur back into my pants, zipped them up, and gave me her sexiest look and headed out down the hill. 'Arthur' had surprised me by responding to her touch so fast. He's had several workouts today and is still ready for more.

When Karen was very close to being out of sight, I headed in that direction too. My destination was a large flat area next to the road. It was close to twenty five feet above the dirt road and put me about 75 feet from where Karen will be performing her show. It was a spot that was not easy to see because of the trees and brush but was in a perfect spot to see down to the road quite clearly. I took out my pocket camera and set in to 'video'. This camera is very high tech. It's 15 megapixels and can zoom in on a street sign a hundred yards away and you can clearly see the name of the company that manufactured that sign on the bottom.

From where I was standing, I could see Karen behind the tree next to the road. The trick now was to wait until she walked out into the road before I positioned myself on the edge of that overlook. If I did that now, the birds would go silent. I will move at the very same time she does so she will think that the birds have stopped for her only.

Karen made her move and so did I. The timing was perfect and I already had the video running with her clearly in the viewer. I zoomed until she took up most of the frame just as the birds started singing again.

Karen carried out her instructions for her performance perfectly. It was an amazing show to watch and I got the whole thing, beginning to end, recorded on the digital memory chip in the camera. I planned to play this for her on my laptop back at the hotel tonight as a surprise.

When Karen yelled out "Thank you Master", I turned off the video and headed back into the woods as quickly and as silently as possible so she would have no idea that I had been there watching her. I got back to the trail a full two minutes faster than she did and began casually taking still shots of the woods and the occasional new sprouting plant life.

Pure innocence was spread all over my face as Karen approached me from below. She yelled out 'Master' and I turned in her direction and watched her excited approach with a smile on my face.

"Did you do as you were instructed little one?"

"Yes I did Sir. That was one of the most exciting experiences I've ever had Master. And I had an orgasm that was huge. And I do mean body twisting huge. I've never been able to get myself to cum even close to the intensity I felt as my whole body seemed to become the orgasm itself.

Thank you so much Sir for allowing me to do that for you. It was a great and memorable adventure for me."

"I want everything to be an adventure for you while we are here this weekend little one."

"You are being very successful at that Sir. May I ask you a question>"

"Go ahead."

"I was under the impression that you were going to be very strict with me today Sir."

"I am being strict with you today. In case you failed to notice, I used a crop on your ass and pussy and I later spanked your ass and pussy with some fairly strong swats for not obeying my rules. The next time you disobey me, if there is a next time, I will make that little scenario look like a simple warm up. Other than those two incidents, you have been completely obedient the entire time we have been up here."

"Thank you Master. I have a lot more to learn."

"Yes you do little one. Go back down to the Hummer and you will find a small box on the floor behind the driver's seat. Here are the keys. Bring the box back here without looking inside."

"Yes Sir but can I pee first?"

"Go ahead if you do it right where you are standing now."

Karen squatted and was peeing almost instantly. I watched her until she finished. There seemed to be no embarrassment at all while doing that with me watching every detail.

"There's more Kleenex in the glove box so you can clean yourself when you get to the Hummer."

She thanked me and took off down the slope once again. She was turning into a real wood nymph. I think Karen really loved roaming around in the woods totally naked, even when alone. I never really left her totally alone for very long. I peed too and followed her path until I could just catch sight of her and keep an eye on her without her seeing me. I could see her pour some water from one of the bottles onto a handful of Kleenex and wash her pussy. When she was finished, she opened the rear door to get the small box I had told her to retrieve and I headed back up the hill before she backed out of the Hummer.

Once again I watched Karen's bouncing boobs as she was approaching me again. She was half walking and half skipping like a happy little girl and I really enjoyed watching her do this display of anticipation and excitement. When she handed me the box, I told her it was time to go sit together on the rock where I had been sitting when we had communicated both spiritually and mentally over a decade earlier.

When we were back up to the top once again, I took the item from the box and slipped it into my pocket while Karen was walking in front of me. I also enjoyed watching her ass as we hiked up that slope.

"I want you to put your shirt and your shorts on little one. Leave the shirt loose on the outside and the shorts open with the zipper down."

"Yes Master."

When we reached our backpacks, Karen began putting on her shirt and shorts while I retrieved the small vibrator that I had found in her suitcase. What I had her bring to me from the car in the box was a small version of the butterfly vibrator. I had plans for both while we sat out on our special rock. I also grabbed the blanket we had used to eat on earlier and we headed towards the rock outcropping hand in hand. You wouldn't believe how sexy Karen looked with her shirt hanging loose and using her available free hand to keep her shorts from falling as we walked the short distance. She had quickly realized that she had to hold her shorts up or they would have fallen around her ankles before she had taken a second step.

It took only a few minutes to get to our final destination here on the Merry-Go-Round. We would soon be heading up the road a couple of more miles where Karen was really going to be put to the submissive test, but we had a mission to complete here first. We stood at the edge of the wall and looked out over the canyon. The wall that the huge rock stuck out from had an extremely steep slope to it with the bottom being only 50 feet further out than the top. It was about a 400 foot drop to the bottom. We had to step down about 2 feet from the top ledge onto the rock. Maybe I should call it a boulder. I went first and put the blanket down on the rough surface. Picture an ancient giant throwing a huge pointed boulder into the wall of rock with the end result being that it just stuck there and, eons later, here we were in the process of carefully climbing down onto the flat surface of its top. I folded the blanket twice which left it big enough, and thick enough, for two people to comfortably sit on it at the same time.

I helped Karen step down and held her steady until she was seated. There was enough room for at least four more people but standing there and looking down can be a rather unsettlingly shaky experience. When we were settled, Karen was sitting against me between my legs and we were facing out over the canyon. What a beautiful view that was.

"I can't believe we are sitting here together after all these years Master. It's giving me goose bumps thinking about that first night."

"That was quite a night little one. I still wonder if it was all true or if it was what we wanted our minds to think was true."

"If it weren't true, how could you possibly have described were I was when I hadn't told you that I wasn't at home?

"You've got a very convincing point there my sexy little slut."

"I love being here with you Master. I never thought that I would ever have the opportunity to experience some of the fantasies I have had and thought about more and more during the last few years. I can be totally honest with you and tell you that what you are allowing me to discover in myself isn't a lifestyle I would want to live in permanently, but it is one that I want you to keep me in whenever we are together."

"That is completely up to you little one. You never know when you might find someone you trust enough to try it with back home. Maybe you will and maybe you won't. Don't go looking for it and you won't end up in trouble with the wrong guy. And if you do think you have found someone that you feel safe with and trust, make sure you take baby steps with them until you really know their intentions.

"I will never do this with anybody else Master. I used up most of my mental and emotional energy yesterday worrying about me being controlled and trying to please you at the same time. It has turned out wonderful for me but yesterday was the longest day of my life. I will never go through another day like that worrying about who I am with and what they really intend on doing with me and to me. It had nothing to do with my trust in you. It was all about the fears in me from being in such a foreign and unknown situation. I kept thinking about the story you wrote about the woman who craved pain and torture. It's hard for me to believe that anyone would want to live like that but that's just me thinking again. She would probably think that I'm sort of weird too."

"You are nothing like that woman or any other woman. They have their needs and desires and they are just as legitimate as yours, with the exception that they are much more intense and live the 'Lifestyle' 24/7. Enough of that for now, so let's show your tits to the world little one."

I reached up and slowly pulled her shirt off of her shoulders and just let it drop down between us. We were totally exposed to anyone on the dirt road so I was ready to pick the shirt back up should it become necessary. I put my hands under both of her tits and held them up and bounced them gently. I basically just started a very soft leisurely touching and squeezing. I would also touch her nipples with one finger or very gently squeeze them and roll them between my thumb and forefinger. I kept doing this as we continued talking.

"MMMMmmmm Master, that feels so good."

"I want us to discuss the last day and a half and I'm going to ask you some questions to see how your submissive thinking and acceptance has changed in the last 24 hours. Honesty is an absolute. If you have any questions to ask me, feel free to do so without asking for my permission every time. I may be your Master at the moment but I do want to learn as much from you as you are learning from me. We both have to grow together during your searches and discoveries or we won't accomplish very much."

"I would love to do that Sir. You will never get anything but total honesty from me at any time."

As I continued to massage her breasts and play with her nipples and the rings that were attached to them I asked Karen whether or not she understood the difference between being my submissive and being my slave.

"That's a difficult question to answer Sir. I vowed submission and obedience to you when I met you in Flagstaff. The only real knowledge I had about submission, at the time, was what I had read in your stories. I know you refer to me as 'slave' every so often, but I think you do that in the same sense that you call me 'cumslut', 'painslut', 'whore', or just plain ol' slut. I love when you do that Sir, because those names send instant electric like shocks of intense sexual arousal all over my body for just a second or so. I want to melt every time you call me 'little one' because you say it with so much passion in your voice and in your eyes whenever you do.

I am your submissive Sir. I am the happiest woman in the world being your total submissive. I made that discovery when I woke up this morning. I am just a beginner but that is who and what I am. I didn't wake up with a choice as to whether I was or was not your personal submissive. I am your submissive at any time you chose for me to be and there is no thinking about it first. I've actually forgotten what the safe word is, but a loud emotional 'STOP' would probably work just a well. My mind was going in ten different directions at the same time when you gave me the safe word.