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It was late August and the leaves sounded different.
Face down on an air mattress attached to a long tether that led to the dock at the country house, Schneider noticed from his prone position floating on the lake that the leaves were still green, but with the shift to shorter days, sunlight angled more to the south, and cooler nights, this triggered the chlorophyll in the leaves to start breaking down and they started to sound dry.
Dipping his arms and feet into the water, he sighed as the cozy coolness surrounded them. That's the only way he could explain it; he loved the contrast of the hot sun beating down on his naked body while his arms and feet were cool.
Schneider enjoyed being comfortable, letting his body relax, the tiny waves on the lake moving the air mattress through the water, but not too far thanks to the tether. This was the one place he could completely let go of all his worries, even if there was a part of himself that was always on guard.
At the moment, his ears were filled with the sounds of birds chirping, rustling leaves, and the occasional ping of acorns as the large oak behind Olli's communication shack released the fruit from the branches being blown around in the wind, dropping onto the metal roof.
For decades, Schneider had trained himself to listen for any changes around him in case he ever got kidnapped then he could tell the guys where he was. Also, his sniper training always had him subconsciously calculating wind speed, air temperature, minute differences in sounds and even air pressure.
Closing his eyes, he tuned it all out, bringing his arms up out of the water to fold under and cradle his head; no one was going to attack him here in the next ten minutes.
A week ago, Schneider had arrived at the country house where Till now lived most of the year. The first thing he did was find the two 'secret' cameras that he knew Olli still had active and blew a kiss then waved before covering the lenses with electrical tape; he'd remove the tape before he went home.
This way, he and Till could be uninterrupted in their time together and walk around naked if they liked in this last blast of heat of the summer. Olli had seen them both naked many times before, Schneider wasn't a prude and didn't really care about who saw his body, but she was going to be here later, that time was private between Her and Till, and Olli was not welcome to observe.
The rest of the team and their families would be here this weekend anyway and Olli would probably take care of the cameras himself.
Feeling like his ass was getting a bit burned, Schneider rolled into the water and swam down to touch the muddy bottom of the lake before resurfacing, a trail of air bubbles in his wake. He swam over to the dock, hauling himself out of the water at the ladder, then pulled the air mattress in, wrapping the rope around one of the tie downs meant for the boat.
Flopping down onto one of the padded lounge chairs, he closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of the sun now drying his bare skin. He loved it here; if he didn't like the city so much, he would move out here with Till. Maybe next year he'd come for the entire summer, he thought, as he nodded off for a few minutes.
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She wished she had a cigarette.
Frowning behind her vintage, white-framed sunglasses, she sat on a padded bench, crossed her legs, took off her wide sun hat, and shook back her blonde curls, wondering what to do.
Before her, secured with rope to a sturdy wrought iron, padded chair was Till.
He wasn't supposed to be secured to a chair, in fact today was to be a carefully curated afternoon of pain and pressure; she had everything ready, but then Till had decided to reach out and touch her in an off-limits area when he wasn't supposed to and that had made her very angry.
She had no idea why he put his hand on her ass and squeezed, he knew how to behave himself, especially after all this time! She'd flown into a rage, pulled tightly on his leash, secured him to a table, and told him to sit and stay while she clacked across the flagstone patio into the house on her high-heeled sandals, diaphanous swimsuit cover flowing behind her.
Grabbing her toy bag from the bedroom, she stopped in the kitchen to rummage through some drawers hoping to find a cigarette, or at least a cigarillo, however none were to be found as those who lived in and visited this house had all quit smoking over the past few years.
Stalking back to the patio, she quickly pulled Till up by his leash and pushed him into the chair before affixing a gag, then fastened him to the iron chair with long ropes and sturdy knots, binding his entire body to the frame. Tutting to herself, she ripped off the leather strap holding his cock and balls then replaced it with a heftier version that she stuffed his member into before snapping it to the cock ring about his balls and locking the ends together.
During this entire process, Till said nothing, eyes downcast, he knew his action was wrong and was in deep trouble.
And now, she sat across from him absolutely fuming, eyes narrowed behind her sunglasses, wondering what she was going to do with him.
Angrily, she pursed her lips, turned her head and looked at the lake, trying to calm herself down as she formed a new scene in her mind, disappointed that she would not bring him to any sort of physical pain today as she didn't trust herself not to go too far.
Still frowning, she sighed noisily through her nose.
Till had recently decorated his body with elaborate tattoos and as the skin had already been wounded from the tattoo needle, they didn't have pain playtimes as often (much to Till's disappointment). But she cared for her boy deeply and she wouldn't do anything to him that would leave permanent marks or disfigure his lovely tattoos in any way.
Murmuring to herself about boys who should know their place, she frowned some more, wondering why he would jeopardize a reward so special. In fact, she was wearing a particular outfit that Till hadn't seen before; a white with black polka-dotted string bikini bespoke to fit her distinctive figure. There was also a flowy coverup made of chiffon that was black with white polka dots, and a wide-brimmed sunhat with a black and polka-dotted scarf, again custom made for her.
This afternoon, she had shaved, plucked, and primped and knew she looked ravishing, which was the entire point! She was to be his reward for proper behaviour and now he was gagged, bound, and affixed to heavy furniture for his one brief moment of indiscretion!
Well then, she finally decided, after stewing some more, if Till wanted today to be a day of deprivation, then that's what they'd do.
Licking her lips, she looked at Till, tilted her head and gave her tiny smile, "My boy, you've inadvertently set the stage for a new scene."
Green eyes somber and full of apologies met her own, but she didn't care.
"Hmmm, yes, our day has changed my boy, as well as the reward, " She lowered her voice, "If you do get a reward, you will have to work for it." She tugged on his leash to make her point.
He didn't say anything, knowing better than to enrage her further but she caught his jaw flexing around his gag.
Over the past few years since Till had 'retired' out here to the country house, he had constructed many upgrades.
The flagstone patio had been renovated into an outdoor kitchen with running water, a new, larger grill, and a drinks fridge with a separate freezer and ice maker. A new wooden deck had been installed off the patio to host more people as sometimes the entire team and extended families visited all at once.
A path led through some trees down to a clearing where a new circular patio now hosted a fire pit surrounded by wooden chairs that Till had hand-crafted himself. A larger dock was beside the beach to handle Till's speedboat, and a floating dock with a slide and diving board had been anchored in the deeper water of the lake.
The outdoor kitchen was protected by a pergola with a removable shade cloth that She and Till were under right now.
To house the team and their families who came to visit here and there, one summer they had all helped build another bunk house with 3 rooms to go with the existing 2-room bunkhouse.
They had also renovated Olli's communications shack, so he had more room. Schneider usually stayed in the main house with Till now that Flake didn't come here that often. When he did, they usually made do and had people double up where they could.
Now that Frau Schneider had sat and thought and calmed down a bit, she slowly uncrossed her legs and stood from the bench, her motions deliberate to move her body in a way that would be pleasing to Till so he could see what he was missing.
"I think... Ah yes, now that I've had time to ponder our situation, I've decided a compromise that will be perfect, my boy," She continued to smile, "but for now, I'm a little peckish, so I think I'll have a snack."
Till frowned as good as his restraints would let him, she thought he was probably deeply sorry for his lack of decorum earlier, but he had made his choice and now he was going to suffer.
Earlier in the day, her counterpart had prepared an elegant fruit platter for them to enjoy later this evening after their time, but as things had changed, she wanted to enjoy some of it now.
It only took her a few minutes to gather what she needed from the fridge and place it all on a small table beside her bench before carefully sitting down again, slowly crossing her legs, shaking out her curls once more.
"I love this time of year," she smiled at Till whose eyes still showed how sorry he was. "All of the fruit is ripe and delicious."
Picking up a slice of nectarine from a small bowl, she raised her eyebrows then put it in her mouth, licking her lips, chewing slowly.
"Hmmm, oh, this is delicious," she said softly before swallowing. "I wish you could taste this."
Till sighed from behind his gag and she tugged on his leash again to remind him this was his own doing and should be happy he was allowed to be in her presence at all!
An ice bucket held a small bottle of sparkling water, and she poured herself some in a glass, clinking a couple of ice cubes into it before taking a sip then placing it back on the table beside the key to the lock keeping his leather cock secure.
Reaching over, she dropped a few blueberries into the glass, "How fun," she giggled.
Turning her attention back to the fruit, this time she popped a plump, pitted cherry into her mouth. She continued slowly eating, her cover up sliding down her arm with every stretch to the table, revealing her bare skin.
Of course this was deliberate, just like the moaning sounds she made with every bite of her snack, she wanted Till to know every detail of what he was missing. And now it was time to escalate things so he would not make that kind of move again.
Selecting a larger piece of nectarine, she bit into it, juice dripping down her hand to land on her chest. She laughed and did it again, more drops joining the ones near the triangles of bikini top.
"Oops, I seem to have made a mess." she started, tongue reaching out to slowly lick the sticky liquid off her hand.
"Mmm, things that are juicy sometimes do that, they drip down, which leads one to..." She wiped the drips of nectarine juice off her chest with her thumb then licked it off, her tongue traveling around and around the digit. "Make do with what one has."
Eyes wide, Till's breath quickened around the gag, fingers gripping the chair's arm, cock straining against the thick leather of the restraints; things were progressing nicely for him.
Taking off her sunglasses, she put them on the table then stood and removed her flowing cover up to reveal herself in all her glory, elegantly letting it flow down her arms to her hands where she grabbed the silky fabric and placed it on another chair nearby beside her hat.
Posing for a moment in her bikini, making sure Till saw it from all angles, she stretched then elegantly sat before Till again, smiling that tiny smile she had just for him. She could see his discomfort in the form of sweat dripping down his face, as well as his breathing that was now ragged.
Shaking her head back, fanning herself with her hand, "It's rather warm, isn't it?" She took another sip of her water.
Leaning back, she continued to fan herself until she reached over and grabbed an ice cube from the bucket, watching it melt between her fingers.
"I'm afraid I may be overheating," she worried, placing the ice cube under her ear, moaning softly as the water dripped down her neck.
"Oh, that feels so good," she purred, drops of water gradually descending toward her bikini top. Slowly, her hand dragged the ice down toward her chest and between those polka-dotted triangles held up by a thin string of fabric.
"Do you see this?" She giggled. "I have gooseflesh all over the place!"
Continuing to sweep the ice cube down the middle of her chest, she dipped to her bellybutton and up again. The barest whimper escaped Till's gagged mouth.
"My boy, forgive me. Here I am cooling myself off and you're sitting there heating up!"
Reaching into the ice bucket, she grabbed a handful of ice, which immediately started to melt from her touch. Leash wrapped around her wrist, she tossed a pillow from another chair onto the ground before Till's chair and knelt on it in a casual manner, as she would never kneel in supplication for any man.
"My boy, try this," she said, pouring half of the ice cubes into her other hand and cupping his cock, still held in its bonds. "Doesn't that feel nice?" she cooed at him, rubbing the ice all over.
Till whimpered again.
"I asked you a question, my boy." Tugging his leash one more time, "Doesn't this feel nice?"
Till nodded his head as he couldn't speak.
"That's better. Isn't it interesting how your skin becomes cold, but the metal snaps and grommets become even colder? I suspect the metal parts should remain frigid for quite a while."
She reached back and grabbed another handful of ice then continued to cup the leather cage that held Till's rapidly shrinking member, fingers caressing the wrinkly skin held inside the straps.
After a few minutes, and before he got frostbite, she let go of Till's caged cock, dropping the ice to the flagstones where they swiftly started to melt further.
Standing, she shook the residual water off her hands then laughed, "My boy, that was freezing! But you know," she started, placing her chilled hands on her bare arms and torso, then the back of her neck. "It feels so nice."
Looming over Till, she touched her body some more, moving her hands and fingers to caress her heated skin. She was getting rather turned on and wanted to test if he would now keep his hands to himself.
"My boy, you have been so well behaved, why don't we get a little more comfortable?" She moved behind him and undid the ropes holding him to the chair; it took her awhile as she had a talent for knots.
"How does that feel?" She asked when she was finally finished, caressing his shoulders.
Till nodded his head.
"I think we can do away with this as well," She unfastened and removed the gag, trailing her fingers along his arm to stand in front of him. Squeezing his mouth, lifting his head, she made eye contact. "Don't forget, I can put them back on. Keep your tush in that seat!"
Till nodded again and gave a short smile.
"I'm so happy we understand each other," she cooed, moving her body in a sensual way, caressing herself, smiling again.
"Sometimes," she started, "I feel so aroused when it's hot like this." She continued to move her hands down her chest, fingers ghosting along the fabric triangles of her bikini top.
Stretching her neck back, she moved one hand up to her jaw while the other went down to her bikini bottom, playing with the string at the side, holding it at her hips. With unhurried movements, both hands trailed along the fabric at the front then down to the growing bulge in her bottoms and up again.
"It feels so nice to be away from it all," she purred, "just you and me here alone, enjoying our time together."
Cupping herself, she squeezed then released, feeling quite excited as she'd been fantasizing about their playtime all day. And even if their playtime had changed, she couldn't get the excitement out of her head.
Till looked up at her, lust in his eyes, chest heaving.
She started dancing slowly, sticking out her ass, continuing to play with the side strings to the bikini bottoms.
"Remember the last time we danced?" She rolled her shoulders and licked her lips while looking down at him as he nodded.
"You escorted me to that club during our trip to Cologne where we danced the Bossa Nova, and you held me in your arms all night as we showed everyone how we moved together." She smiled and swivelled her hips, playing with the strings some more.
"And you know how much I love to move my body," she giggled and kept dancing, closing her eyes and throwing her head back.
Feeling rather horny, she smiled her tiny smile and decided what she was going to do about that.
Sitting back on the bench, she fanned herself with her hand for a moment before taking a sip of her water that had gone flat in the heat, despite the ice. No matter, she just needed a little something to quench her thirst.
Till's eyes followed her every move, pupils blown with lust. This pleased her to no end and now she was going to escalate even further.
"Oops," she said as water dripped water onto her belly, watching it slide down. "Oh," she gasped as she put her glass back on the table. "I think my bottoms are too small."
The barest of moans escaped Till's lips as he saw the tip of her hard cock barely poking out of the top of the bikini bottoms. She was delighted that he wanted her so badly as to risk making a sound while he was supposed to be waiting patiently for her.
Pulling on one of the side strings, undoing the bow, she bit her lower lip then looked at Till through her lashes. "Hmm, oh, this is so naughty, don't you think? What would happen if I undid the other side?" she whispered.
Noticing Till's cock straining against the leather strips of his cage again only made her bolder as she lifted up her ass to take the bottoms fully off.
"My boy, look what you've done," she grabbed herself with one hand, stroking her entire length of her cock, dropping the bikini bottoms on the patio's flagstones with the other.
"I've been thinking about you all day and now I'm just so excited, I need to take care of myself right here and now."
Gripping herself solidly, she tipped her head back; so intensely aroused she couldn't wait to show her love just how much he meant to her.
Putting a finger in her mouth, she sucked while jerking her cock slowly. She wanted to bring herself relief right away, but she had Till to think about and he should be ready when she let him out of his final bonds.
Thumb dragging gently along the slit, she then cupped her balls and squeezed. She loved her body and loved bringing herself pleasure, especially when she had an audience.
"Feels so good"...
Continuing her motions, she was hyper-aware of Till's panting as he sat there like such a good boy, hands behind his back even if she didn't tell him to put them there. He was not only her companion, but he was also the love of her life and the only man she truly desired. In fact, right now, staring at his body made her even more excited.
Soon, she felt that familiar tingle that singled her completion and she let herself go, splashing onto her own body before she shuddered a few times then stopped, breathing heavily, loving the way her orgasm zapped through her body.
Looking at Till, she saw he was nearly feral with arousal, eyes wide, jaw clenched, wanting release for his still contained cock.
"Clean me up," She whispered hoarsely, yanking on his leash.
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With an eagerness that surprised himself, Till slid off the chair and knelt before her, tongue at the ready.
"Good boy," she cooed as he didn't use his hands, only his mouth, lapping up her essence from her stomach and upper thighs before putting his mouth around her cock. She was still sensitive and let out a long, shaky breath before pushing him away.
Kneeling back for a moment, he licked his lips, she tasted delicious. His cock ached so much in its bonds but it was a pain he was used to and endured to make her happy.
Something flitted across her face as she looked at him, just for the barest of moments before she pulled his leash and up to kiss him solidly, her tongue entering his, tasting herself inside. He knew better than to put his hands on her right now, he needed her to tell him it was okay to do so.
"My boy has redeemed himself," she whispered and kissed him again.
Languishing for a moment as she brought her hand up to caress his face and he felt something shift, now realizing what he had to do next.
Reaching up, she started to take off the bikini top, but Till's hand stopped hers and pulled the string at her neck himself. Then once more around her back, removing the small pieces of connected fabric so she was naked except for the shoes.
Ghosting his hands up and down her chest, she let him do this a few times before pushing him down to kneel once again.
Licking her lips, she looked down at him through her lashes as she did often, but they had been together so long, he could decipher the meaning behind each look. Today, right now, this meant that the definitions of their relationship were blurring a bit and she would now allow him to lead the way within reason.
From his position, he tenderly held her leg, kissing toward her foot while undoing the straps on the high-heeled sandal then taking it off, noticing she'd painted her toes his favourite shade of pink. After he'd removed both shoes, he sucked on those toes for a moment before he gently put her feet down and sat back, waiting for her to tell him what to do.
"My boy is so patient," she purred, quickly grabbing the key from the table and unlocking his cage before unsnapping it from the ring that held fast around his balls.
Till's collar and leash remained; so did her wig.
They looked at each other for a moment, Till still on his knees, the thick chair cushion underneath, protecting him from the hardness of the flagstones while she still sat on the bench.
Till's cock continued to ache, but he wasn't sure which way this was going to go. The cage was off, and she'd given him a look, but that didn't mean she had relinquished all of her powers to him just yet.
She rearranged a chair cushion on the flagstones then slid down and delicately draped herself over the bench, ass in the air.
"I need you," she commanded with a yank of his leash.
Till blinked for a moment, willing himself to calm down until he moved toward her, kissing all he could reach until he arrived at the cleft of her wonderful ass. Licking down, he teased her opening with her tongue, delighting at the sound of her sighs and cute moans. He loved nothing more than to please her and he was happy that she had allowed him to do this after what happened earlier.
Soon, he felt her breathing hitch, which meant he should move on. He reached into the toy bag for lube before squirting some on his fingers, preparing her quickly before sinking into her with a groan, closing his eyes for a moment.
She must have been feeling rather aroused as she wiggled her luscious ass, digging him in deeper, up to the ring that encased his balls.
Till bit his lip, cock twitching inside her. He didn't know if he was going to last that long being on the edge forever and now demanding to be fucked.
Moving back and forth slowly, Till closed his eyes again, savouring the feeling.
"My lady," he gasped, digging his fingers into her hips.
She whimpered and moaned as he sped up, grunting as he continued, now pounding into her, name tag jangling against the metal d-ring on his collar.
This had been a recent gift from her as they declared themselves to each other and pledged their love to each other one night. He kept the same collar, the one with his name carved into the thick leather filled with golden dye, now smoothly worn on the inside, but still stiff, which was good because he loved wearing it.
Her name and his were now entwined and engraved on the golden tag, devoted to each other in this existence as long as they lived.
She moved her legs to a more comfortable position and cried out as he knew that spot was being stroked inside her.
He did feel bad that he had touched her when he wasn't supposed to; she'd arranged this entire afternoon for them so they could be together. She did this all the time, choosing outfits that he liked, suggesting outings they both enjoyed, but he couldn’t help it. He loved her ass so much and she came out of the house in that bikini...
Groaning, he dug his fingers into her ass cheeks again.
Noticing the leash had gone slack, Till quickly wrapped it around his neck then dangled the hand-loop in front of her like a good pet telling his mistress that he needed guidance. She grabbed and instinctively pulled tight while he pulled back, giving him the sensation that he needed to focus on his task.
That delicious light-headedness overcame him as his neck strained against the leash and his collar, her soft skin inside and out, it was all too much but not enough at the same time.
"My boy... my boy..." she panted as she reached underneath to stroke herself to completion.
He wasn't too far behind, slamming into her for a few moments before stilling, leaning forward, his balls finally getting relief from being in bondage for so long.
Grunting, he disengaged after a few moments, come oozing out of her as he did so.
She helped him up then kissed him solidly, not worrying about his essence dripping down the inside of her lovely thighs. If he wasn't so worn out, he'd lick her legs clean again.
She pushed his bangs off of his forehead as she always did, "My boy, I do believe we are finished. Thank you for an interesting afternoon."
"The pleasure was all mine, my lady."
After she took off his collar, he bowed his head as she took off the wig and returned to her counterpart.
Schneider kissed him, smiling, caressing his face again.
"Time for a nap," Till grabbed Schneider's hand and led him into the house.
After a cleanup, they sank into the huge bed of the main bedroom, cuddling and kissing together.
There was a time where Till didn't want any affection, but now he relished the feeling of being naked with Schneider in the middle of the afternoon, holding each other while dozing off for an hour or two.
"You were so naughty," Schneider said then yawned. "She shaved everything off and did herself up special for you! It took forever."
"I'm sorry she went through all that trouble, but I'm only human," Till kissed Schneider's cheek. "The bikini drove me wild with lust."
"I can see that, she got it made just for you," Schneider sighed, "She was going to make you suffer longer, but she wanted you so badly, you have no idea. Well, you'll just have to make it up to her tomorrow."
"It will have to be tomorrow, everyone else will be here at the end of the week. The guys, the kids," Till yawned.
"Kids are grown, some have their own kids now."
"That's what I mean. Lots of commotion this weekend."
"Hmm, you love it."
"I love that they catch my dinner from the lake, clear the path around the lake on the quads, and chop all the wood I'll need for winter." Till brushed his lips over Schneider's forehead.
"Big softie," Schneider mumbled into Till's chest.
They fell asleep in each other's arms under a single sheet, windows open, letting in the breeze from the lake on this warm afternoon, not worrying about the kids or fishing, only dreaming about each other and their date for tomorrow.
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