"Your property?" Sophia asked, surprised.

Micah quickly glanced at her with raised eyebrows.

She blushed and nodded. "I'm sorry, Milord. No questions. I guess that means a correction."

"Indeed it does. Soon."

Micah had told her early that morning that they were going away for the weekend and that she would not be allowed to ask questions until they arrived at their final destination. Micah and his brother owned a large plot of land, about 100 acres of undeveloped woods, a small meadow with a rustic cabin on it, and a lake with a small island in the middle of it. They also had a canoe so they could go to the island if they desired, which was exactly what Micah desired this weekend.

Leaving the car at the parking area, they carried a few bundles containing food, water, and other basic supplies the short distance to the lake.

"I thought we'd be going to the cabin."

Micah began to load their gear into the canoe. "I thought we'd do something different."

He straightened and gave her that deep Dom look that turned her insides into jelly. "I'd like you to take off your clothing. All of it except your water shoes."

"Yes, Milord."

She handed her clothing to him and watched silently as he draped her dress and bra over a branch. He held out his hand and helped her into the canoe. The metal seat was warm, but not hot on her naked ass and the cool breeze made her nipples harden. It took only a few strokes of the paddle to arrive at the island where Micah had already prepared a small pup tent, a cooler resting in the shade and covered with a tarp, and the firepit cleaned and filled with kindling.

"Our own island paradise," Micah stated as she stepped out of the canoe. "Now, since you have a correction coming, I want you to find me two switches, then stand over by that tree, hands on the trunk, back flat, feet wide, and wait for me to unload. You have about two minutes, so don't dawdle."

Sophia hurried to complete her tasks, barely making it to the designated tree and getting into position before Micah.

"Count."

"ONE!" Sophia squealed as Milord swished the first switch.

By the time it broke over her lined ass, Sophia sobbed "Twelve!"

"Well," Milord stated, running his hand over the raised welts on her bottom, "I expected that switch to break sooner. I think I'll save the second one for some fun later."

"Please, please, please..." Sophia babbled.

Milord leaned close and whispered, "Please what?"

"Please, Milord," she sobbed. "Please fuck me. Please. I need you inside of me."

"As Milady wishes. Stay in position, though, or I'll use that second switch."

He entered her, balls deep, on the first thrust. Sophia dropped her head between her arms and screamed as pleasure rippled through her body. Micah firmly grasped her hips, thrusting with all his might. Soon, he was panting, pumping faster and faster. When she came again, squeezing his cock with her tight muscles, he exploded inside of her. He paused a minute, catching his breath, then stood, picked her up, and carried her the tent.

"Here, love. Why don't you rest a bit."

Sophia lay on her stomach, her head resting on her hands, as she watched Micah unpack the food and place it in the cooler. He too was naked except for shoes, which, for some reason, made her giggle. Micah heard, turned to face her, and grinned.

"You're ass is beautiful, Sophia. I rather like it stripped like that," he commented.

She craned her neck around and ran a hand delicately over her fading stripes.

"Good, because I think I'm going to be marked for the next few hours. Of course, you may have to re-do your handiwork tomorrow if you like it so much," she answered saucily.

"Didn't hurt too much, did it?"

"Oh, it hurt plenty!" she confirmed, "But I did break a simple rule, so I didn't mind. Plus, it got you all hot and bothered. I do love when you fuck me hard and come fast. Makes me feel powerful."

Milord laughed loudly enough to scare off a pair of ducks who had paddled close to shore.

"I guess, then, that you need a reminder that you have given me your power, huh?" he asked.

"I guess I do," she replied, trying and failing to look remorseful.

Micah crawled into the tent and began rummaging through his backpack. "Stay there. You're in the perfect position," he instructed.

Curiosity ate at her, but Sophia obeyed. Soon, Micah was spreading her ass cheeks and inserting lube into her anus. He worked in more and more, scissoring two fingers until her muscles relaxed. Then he added a third finger. Sophia gasped and pressed backward.

"Milord!"

"Go ahead. No orgasm control while we're here."

And she did, her entire body trembling and her toes curling as her orgasm washed over her body. By the time she came back to herself, she realized his fingers were gone, replaced by a very large plug. Micah stood just outside of the tent, his cock semi-hard.

"Thank me."

She rose to her knees and cradled his balls in one warm hand while wrapping the base of his cock in her other. She licked and then kissed his crown, keeping her hand around the part of his cock that her mouth wasn't covering. She moved her head and hand in tandem, savoring his flavor mingled with a hint of her own juices. She hadn't expected him to get hard since he had so recently orgasmed, but she was wrong. Soon, his crown was bumping against the back of her throat. She worked to relax her throat and swallow him as deeply as she could while gently massaging his jewels.

"Well done, love," Micah murmured, stepping back. "Now, how about a swim?"

They spent the rest of the afternoon playing and swimming in the cool lake. After, Micah started the campfire and they roasted hotdogs for their dinner.

Sophia looked up at Micah and blushed before quietly saying, "Milord, I, um, I need to go into the woods."

Micah was silent for a moment, focusing on the sunset. "You know where the shovel is."

"Yes, but, well, I am still plugged, Milord."

He turned to look at her, enjoying her embarrassment at the situation. He let her squirm for a few minutes before saying, "Fine. Remove the plug, take care of business, wash off the plug, and then come back to camp."

Quickly, she scurried off to do as he said. By the time she returned, he was ready. In one hand he held the second switch. In the other, a set of clover clamps. He said nothing, just pointed to the 'switching tree' with the slender stick in his right hand. Once she was in position, he placed the switch on her lower back while he knelt beneath her and attached the clamps. She bit her lip and whimpered.

"Yes. I know these tickle a bit," he crooned, "but I like them, so you'll endure it, won't you, love?"

"Gladly, yes, Milord," Sophia replied, her labia glistening with anticipation.

"And," Micah continued, "You'll accept another switching, this time on your sit spot and upper thighs just because I like it, won't you?"

"Yes, Milord. I will."

"You will also use your safeword if you need to."

And he began. Each flick of the switch caused her body to jerk slightly and the clover clamps to tighten on her nipples. Just as the switch broke, Sophia clawed her nails into the bark of the tree and screamed as her body quivered with pleasure. Micah quickly reached around her torso and released the clamps. She screamed again, collapsing into his arms. Once again, he picked her up and carried her into the tent, whose flooring he had lined with several thick, blankets and furry rugs. He gently set her on her feet and then lay down.

"Cover my cock with lube and ride me," he commanded.

If she were on top, her ass would be filled. Since he had not reinserted the plug, she knew her duty. Grinning, Sophia obeyed, easing herself down onto his well greased spear. She kept her body lifted, resting her weight on her hands so that her breasts and hard, red nipples swung over Milord's face. He captured one breast in his hand and tugged her downward until he latched onto her hard nipple. He bit gently yet firmly. She began to ride him faster, his cock buried in her ass. He pinched her other nipple, causing her to throw her head back and cry out his name.

Releasing her tortured nipple from his teeth, he panted, "You will keep this up until I flip you over. Do. Not. Slow. Down."

He bit her nipple again. "OH GODS!" she screamed as she came, trying desperately to continue the pace. Her arms began to shake, unable to support her weight and the tremors of her orgasm. She collapsed on top of Milord's strong chest.

Micah immediately held her tightly and flipped her over, his cock still inside of her ass. He got to his knees and lifted her ankles onto his shoulders.

"You stopped too soon," he scolded. "You'll need another correction, won't you?"

"I will, Milord."

He fucked her hard, going full length and power, until he roared with delight and emptied himself inside of her.

He collapsed beside her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her head.

"Tomorrow, Sophia. Tomorrow we'll start the day with your correction. For tonight, let's get some sleep."

Sophia snuggled into his arms, her nipples throbbing, the back of her thighs stinging, and her bottom filled with proof of his pleasure. She couldn't have been happier.

"Something to look forward to," she murmured as she drifted off to sleep.