On occasion, Daddy has access to a friend's ranch. It is a beautiful, secluded area with a creek, pond, large trees and brush concealing it from neighbors and the highway that passes next to it. We play there often and I love being there. Usually Daddy would wrap a rope around my wrists and string me up from a large branch on a tree by the pond then proceed to have his wicked way with me. This time he decided to be more creative and give me an experience I will always remember and be thrilled again with the memory of it.
He brought me into the house and commanded me not to speak. He blindfolds me. Grabbing a handful of hair he pulls me down into a kneeling position and says, "Stay!" Leaving me alone he leaves the house. I hear him start his truck and the sound of him going away has me worried. I wonder how long I will be left to kneel and resign myself to the wait. He has never left me alone before but I trust him. I know he will come back for me, eventually. I wonder if he will sneak back and secretly watch me to be sure I comply. I stay on my knees.
However, the wait isn't long. I hear him come back into the house and he leads me outside. Stumbling, I'm taken across the bridge to the other side of the creek and to the pond. He then tells me to take off my clothes and lay down on a blanket. I can feel him wrapping towels around my ankles and then winding rope around them and binding them securely. He tells me not to move around or struggle and to just relax. I take deep breaths and wait for what is next. I hear him walk away from me and then the sound of him getting into his truck and starting the engine. Is he leaving me again? Am I to lie naked in the woods, feet bound and unable to go anywhere? Very slowly the rope around my ankles is tightening and my ankles are being lifted. Higher and higher they go. Oh My Gosh!! I'm being lifted upside down by my ankles! I'm now completely off the ground and dangling in the air. I can touch the ground with my fingertips and stop myself from twisting in a circle. He gets out and checks everything to make sure I'm secure and then gets back into his truck to adjust my height. I'm not sure why my exact height off the ground is critical but I learn the reason for it later.
After setting the emergency brake and turning the engine off Daddy comes back to me and asks if I'm okay and whether or not I'm in any distress. He checks my feet to make sure the circulation isn't cut off. He then proceeds to exquisitely torture me with a flogger and with his hands. He alternates pain and pleasure. The pain soon turns into pleasure and I am wrapped in a world of sensation. I literally can not distinguish up from down. My world is his hands and his flogger. Then he stops.
Dangling upside down I feel him come close to me, pressing against me I soon discover why how high I am is so important as he fills my mouth and his tongue darts into that most private place of mine. Waves of orgasmic sensation fill me as he ends the scene in a vertical 69.
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