"As I busied myself getting her tent set up next to mine, I kept stealing glances at her. She really was an attractive woman; almost as tall as I am, ...aven hair cascading halfway down her back and a body that invited lust. I almost asked her what she was doing out alone in the wilderness but caught myself before I wound up looking like a complete idiot. How sexist would that have been?After a couple more laced coffees and two more pain pills, the throbbing must have eased up because she was. "I want to have your cock in... my cunt." Are you willing to work on controlling your body, so that you can stop from cumming without permission?" Yes, I am." she said."And you're willing to give control of your orgasm to me?" Yes." Good. We'll work on this together. But that's just one of the rules I'll need you to accept if you want to serve me, Sandra. I'm going to go through your other rules, and I need you to tell me if you accept them or if you have a problem with any of them." Okay." . "I dunno ... sure is awkward." Could you give me a massage?" She asked shyly.I could do that. I'd gotten good at it.She laid out flat on the bed, face down.I started at her shoulders and neck. She was a little tightened up, but not 'knotty'. She was very responsive, though, beginning to sigh and moan after just a few seconds and by the time I worked down to the small of her back she was pooching her butt up, apparently inviting me to knead her asscheeks. Which I did, but not immediately. When I. "Two more left. Please stay in position!' SWAT. "Your bottom is now a bright red. One more left." SWAT. "Stay bent over so that I can examine your naughty bottom." They I felt her hands all over my bottom, again. They felt cool and soft, compared to the paddle. "You can stand up, now. Get dressed, I'll write out the note to your parents, then I expect to see you tomorrow evening at my house." I slowly pulled my pants over my sore bottom, and Miss Jones handed me the note for my parents. I.