A Day in the Park
Patricia didn’t seem very happy with the arrangements for our
scene. “You don’t seem very pleased, PV,” I asked, “aren’t
things to your liking ?” “No, they most certainly aren’t”, she
replied. “And I came all this way to set it up for you.
Well, after all this trouble, we may as well play it out as we agreed and
see how you like it”, I said. Patricia got quite indignant,”This
is NOT what I agreed to!” “Whatever do you mean, my dear ? I
said we would meet in the park, then have dinner, and begin our
play the next morning. You seemed satisfied with that”.
“THAT’S NOT WHAT YOU DID. YOU HAD TWO THUGS KIDNAP ME AND DUMP ME IN
THE DESERT !”
She did seem a bit agitated, I thought.
“Patricia, we’re in a national park, I did meet you here, we just
had dinner – you really should eat something – and early tomorrow
we start to play”.
She just glared at me.
“Release me NOW, take me back to the city, and never show your face in California again
or I’ll have you arrested”, she sputtered. That was cute. I
like resistance, so long as it doesn’t succeed. “Patricia, I have
letters agreeing to meet for a weekend of bondage play, you let
some of your friends know you would be acting out a scene this
weekend, and you’ve gone on record as liking to resist your top.
I don’t think that you would have a case, even if you did file
charges, but you’re not going to do that”, I explained patiently.
Quite impatiently she responded – she really needs to develop
some discipline, I got here just in time – “I’M GOING TO SEE YOU
PUT IN SAN QUE-ughh”.
I’d had quite enough of that, and shoved a
nice penis gag in her mouth. We couldn’t have her disturbing the
quiet of the desert night with her histrionics. If she didn’t
want to eat the stew I’d made her, that was her problem. After
all, it would have been very simple to just bend over and lick it
off the plate. I made certain that the knots restraining her wrists
and elbows and ankles were still snug, then knotted her hair and
tied it to a stake driven into the ground. “Good night, Patricia,
we’ll start early tomorrow”, I said. She responded at length and
with feeling, but “mrrrrr” gets a little boring after awhile, so I
went to sleep.
