Eventually we were so far into the woods that most people never came to, everyone we saw so far were out walking or with their dog. We walked off the ...path for a while till we found a fallen tree. J told us to stand in front of it, facing it, as she wanted to "give us a show". Show slowly and seductively danced in front of us, bending down and spreading her legs open so we could see her pussy through her panties, then standing to pull her breasts out of her bra and shirt be for bending over. . spanked yes, but not beaten. I don't like to be spat on, or pissed on, for that matter, either (yuck!) - I'm still very much a 'girly' type girl.So there I was, a frustrated submissive too shy to find a mistress, but then I met Mistress Megan. She had invited me round on three separate occasions, a couple of which I've written the accounts for, just as I experienced them. I was never to contact her but to await an invitation, just like the one I had just received.As I held it in trembling. She looked so peaceful and beautiful. I ran my finger down her face and her eyes flickered open. Jude? What are you doing here? She whispered. I couldnt sleep I whispered back. She scooted back in her bed, and raised her blanket. I climbed in and faced her. I looked into her eyes and rubbed her face. She scooted closer to me, and slowly ran her leg between mine. I could feel my dick starting to stur in my shorts.i guess she could feel it too. She looked down at my cock ithen back up to me. Her. Understood? There was no response from her, and he reached once again to grasp a thigh.The girl suddenly sprang up, screaming, and darted across the room to the door. Randal chuckled and let her struggle with the locked doorknob for a second, before wrenching her violently to him, and pressing his lips hard against hers. She struggled weakly against him, seeking to put distance between their bodies, and he tightened his grip painfully, grinding his hardon into her crotch.“No one will hear you.