gently the breeze shimmers across the crystally waters as a girl settles down upon the shore,
red silks flutter and settle around her,
the softly moving air shimmers past
and settles her silken locks around her soft shoulders,
her slender legs pulling up under her firm bottom
as her soft fingers trail upwards over her delicate throat,
tracing over the bare steel collar encasing her neck
with merely “Property of Ashton” etched into it,
her soft crimson lips curl upwards as she closes her sea blue eyes,
memories of a day gone past flow through her
knowing full well who she is and Whom she belongs to,
the feelings of Whom owns her completely never more powerful within a girl
a smile lingers of her lush, crimson lips as the memories flood through her........
memories of a most wonderful day............

dark blue eyes flicker with mischief they peek around the large, grand tree,
small, soft fingers dance upward over the harsh bark of the tree as she steps around it,
red silks sway lightly around her smooth creamy thighs,
bold, spirited steps carry her around the tree,
every sense on alert as her thigh muscles ripple,
a glimpse of movement caught from the corner of her sparkling blue eye,
wisps of silken hair flutter across her delicate shoulder as her head whips to the right,
her eyes flash as her Prey seems move through the trees,
twigs snap and break to reveal the hidden quarry

muscles tensing as she leaps around the majestic tree,
silks flow around her as she leaps and pounces at her Prey,
she tumbles across the soft grass in a heap,
dark blue eyes firey with frustration seeing He has eluded her once again,
pulling her slender legs under her firmly rounded bottom,
she pushes upward with her slender arms off the soft grass
she moves, waiting, watching with each sense awakened,
sinking downward lower and lower,
remaining perfectly still, her deep blue eyes flash with anticipation,
eyes darting back and forth rapidly,
long shimmering locks flutter behind her back as her head turns quickly,
hearing her own heart pounding,
anticipating,
waiting, alert and ready

another twig breaks as her head snaps around,
a shadow moves off in the distance, moving away from her,
firm thigh muscles ripple,
the cool ocean breeze lightly dance over her tense muscles,
sun warmed flesh trembles while she looks to the trees,
soft fingers planted firmly in the grass,
every muscle in her slender form tightens more,
anticipation coursing through her veins,
leaping upward her slender legs bound her across the clearing with ease,
silks flow behind her as her mind points her to one place,
where the bushes move............. 
branches snap,
break,
little green leaves fly all around a girl,
she tumbles into the small brush,
growling slightly under her breath,
frustration setting in and gripping at her,
her small hand slaps she soft ground she sits upon,
then her face brightens slightly,
she raises up on her knees, dark sparkling eyes scanning continuously,
crawling forward the warm breeze makes the leave shimmer around her,
alert she crawls forward slowly,
one leg after another pushing her ahead,
she cowers low, in wait, hiding behind a large fallen tree,
her fingertips lightly resting on the rough bark of the tree as she waits,
anticipating as her dark eyes peek over the old wooden log,
a girl tries to hold her panting breath

her sparkling eyes see a tall handsome Figure emerge from the far side of the clearing,
anticipation overwhelms her while every muscle in her smooth thighs ripple,
her legs crouch her lower, wiggling in preparation for the attack,
her forearms pressed to the soft grass as her muscles tighten,
sparkling blue eyes dance as she watches the tall Figure move closer,
her heart beginning to race and pound deep within her,
tensing as He moves up the sandy beach,
soft grains of sand leap around His feet as He strides along,
He seemingly unaware of her presence,
tension flows through her suddenly she leaps from the brush atop of her Prey 
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO" bellows from her,
His arms tightly locking around her,
His strong hands grasping tightly as He slides them up her wrists,
His strength overpowering her small form,
silken locks flying everywhere around the T/two,
she kicks, screams,
bucks wildly as her smooth, soft ivory flesh is pressed to the soft sand,
His weight pressing down on her pinning her helplessly,
her lithe form sinking into the sunwarmed sands,
her dark blue eyes wild in fury,
her satiny hair flying all around while her head rocks back and forth,
He leans forward raping her soft crimson lips with His own
driving out her own fiery passions for this strong, demanding Master

deep passion filled, wanton groans slip from her lips as she stops her relentless struggle,
her lithe form responding to His every movement and touch,
His strong hand sliding down her smooth silks to her ivory thighs,
His hand slides between the moist, satiny thighs,
her legs grip then her own aching need under His touch melts away,
as the late winter snow melts from the mountain tops in the warm spring sunlight,
He spreads those soft thighs to take what He desires as His

dark blue eyes glimmer looking into His handsome face,
a gentle loving smile begins to slip over her lush lips while she begins to softly speak,
His lips crushing hers releasing only soft wanton moans from her,
as only He can pull the passions and lust from this slut,
His strong hands sliding her slender arm upwards over her delicate shoulders,
wrapping her silken locks around her wrists,
His swelled sword secure in His leather
grinding against her now dewy moistened petals that ache and burn to feel Him within,
her whole body trembles in wanton desires and passions uncontained in His presence,
as the words echo through her head
"got you My slave………",
His laughter rings out across the sand dunes

His voice ringing out "My mistie"
as He presses forward tasting her sweet lips,
releasing His hidden hardness and beginning to take His desires with what is His,
she squirms under Him, the aching fires overwhelming her
while she moans with deep wanton passions and lust,
her deep blue eyes close as her lithe form responds to His every heated touch,
trembling and quivering all over her body screaming out with lusty desires,
pushing her hips upwards she begs her beloved Master to take what is His,
as His hardened pulsing shaft takes His suddenly her eyes opening widely,
she feels the cold steel collar snap around her delicate neck,
she knows, she desires, she needs to be His as she is,
His strong hands grasping her slender waist,
He tosses her like the wanton slut she is over His shoulder,
taking what is His away with Him while she squirms with delight
His strong voice heard bellowing as He disappears with His,
"life is good.....a good holiday."