A Femdom Lady in the Woods

“Femdom Fantasy – A Femdom Lady in the Woods” was written for BDSMforyou.nl by Mistress Moriah.

It was a warm summer day. She was walking through the woods to gather her thoughts. There were a few things on her mind, and walking through the woods brought her peace. The chaos of thoughts was fighting for space in her head, and she tried to find some logic in it all. What did she want? Was she allowed to just be herself? All those years hidden away, denied. Just to fit into that world determined by others. What was wrong with her own path? Her own journey of discovery? Wasn’t it time to change that? For the first time in her life, to choose for herself. To choose her dreams and ideals, her desires and passion.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, she arrived at a pond. She walked around it and decided to sit down halfway across the pond, tucked away a bit among the bushes. It was wonderfully cool and peaceful. Her thoughts wandered until she suddenly heard something.

Handsome young man

A little further on, a handsome young man came walking along. He probably thought he was alone, because she saw him take off his clothes and step into the water naked. His beautiful body glistened in the sunbeams filtering through the trees. Young, toned, powerful – clearly still in the prime of his life. Suddenly, a mischievous little plan formed in her head. Should she do it? Did she dare to listen to her true self, her silent longing, her deepest passion? How would he react?

As soon as he had gone a little further into the water, she stood up and walked toward the spot where he had left his clothes. He still hadn’t noticed her. Once she reached his clothes, she picked them up and called out to him, “Hey, merman, do you want this back?” The boy looked up in alarm, and she had to laugh at his surprised face. She understood his shock; she would have been startled herself. You think you can swim there in peace, and suddenly a woman pops out of the bushes. Not even a woman you’d easily overlook. A tall woman, with long dark hair, dressed in a short black dress. All in all, quite a sight.

What could happen?

“Yeah… yeah…” he stammered. “Then get out of there quickly…,” she called out to him. She saw him hesitate for a moment, knowing he was naked, but he apparently wanted his things back badly and decided to take the risk. “After all, what could happen to him?” he thought.

As he stepped out of the water, she slid the belt from his pants and held it in her hands. Once right in front of her, she dropped his clothes, except for his belt. With a lightning-fast movement, she tied his hands behind his back with his own belt. She looked at him, staring straight into his eyes. She put her hand in his hair, pulled his head back, and spoke to him sternly: “Do you know you’re not allowed to swim naked here?” His eyes looked at her in shock. “Uh… sorry…,” he stammered. “What do you mean, sorry?” she snapped at him. “Sorry, Ma’am!” She could tell he had no idea what was happening to him. “Sorry, Ma’am…,” he finally stammered.

She was enjoying herself. It was her trial run, and so far, it was going great. Of course, it was pure improvisation, but she wasn’t dissatisfied with herself. And she had no complaints about her “victim” either. Not yet, anyway.

A gentle mercy

“Merman, that calls for punishment,” she snapped at him. “Go bend over for a moment.”

Not knowing how to handle the situation, he bent over for her. She let her hands come down hard on his buttocks until they glowed red. She was clearly enjoying it and kept going until she heard him softly mumble “mercy.” “What a lovely sound – I’d like to hear that much more often. Too bad it came so quickly, because I’d have liked to keep going a bit longer. Actually, I was just getting warmed up.”

She pulled him up by his hair. “Wimp, can’t you take it anymore? On your knees.”

He knelt, and she stood before him with her legs spread wide. She noticed he wanted to touch her with his mouth, and she slapped him across the face. “Who said you’re allowed to touch me?” He quickly pulled his head back. Even though he must have felt taken by surprise, she could tell he was enjoying it because his cock had gone stiff. With a well-aimed kick, she struck it. “I see you’re enjoying this; you’re actually a little slut, aren’t you? Who said you’re allowed to enjoy yourself, Merman? Only one person is allowed to enjoy themselves here, and that’s me!”

Naughty slut!

She pulled him back up by his hair. Once at eye level, she grabbed both his nipples at the same time and twisted them in one swift motion. She heard him moan. Right after that, she slapped his hard cock with her hand. “Naughty slut! Getting punished and enjoying it too!” She bent down to pick up a thin branch from the ground and struck his hard cock with it. He cringed in pain, and a bruise immediately appeared on his cock. She was startled for a moment, but she quickly recovered. “Nothing wrong with a bruise,” she thought, “then he could look at the evidence from this afternoon again tonight.” She smiled at the thought.

Fitting punishment

“I know a fitting punishment for little sluts! Jerk off for me. Let’s see just what a dirty pervert you really are.” She untied his hands and held the belt in her hands. Maybe he needed a little encouragement, and the belt would make a wonderful alternative whip. The merman didn’t know what to do with the situation and started jerking off, hoping it would end quickly, although deep down he also found it incredibly arousing to jerk off in front of this strange woman.

It didn’t take long before she heard him moaning as he came. His legs and stomach were covered in his cum. She picked up his shirt from the floor and handed it to him. “Clean yourself up, slut!” He did as he was told and wiped the cum off his body with his own shirt. “And put it on,” she ordered him. He pulled his dirty shirt over his head. She smiled. “That’s what naughty little sluts deserve.” She grabbed him by the hair once more and pressed Her lips against his cheek. Then she let him go and walked away, leaving him dazed…

And her? She had now taken the first important step toward a turning point in her life. From now on, her life would look very different. A smile appeared on her face. She was looking forward to it. The merman had given her a lot of inspiration.

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Text: Mistress Moriah
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