Thought I’d jump ahead a little and share something that occurred a couple of months after being hired by David and Anya as a live in personal assistant/bunny slut. I’d been living in the in-law suite behind Sir’s house. It was nice to have my own space and it had been agreed that it was to be one of my benefit’s as his personal assistant. It wasn’t very big, but it was cozy. A single divided room with a small kitchenette and living area in one half and a bedroom in the other. There was also a small bathroom that was separate. That was plenty for me, seeing as I spent a good deal of time at the big house as well.For the record, it wasn’t all fun and games. I earned my keep doing a variety of things for him and Anya that didn’t involve sex. I was, in many ways, a legitimate employee and, as time went one, my duties as such became indispensable. Still, there was always time for fun and games.Sir’s home is somewhat remote. It’s not out in the middle of nowhere, but he and his wife do have a lot of privacy and it’s not far from a small wood divided by a really pretty stream running through it. It’s peaceful and I enjoy hiking on my days off, sometimes by myself and sometimes accompanied by one, or both, of my employers.XXX “It’s a nice day out, Bunny,” Sir said, smiling mischievously as we sat at the dining room table finishing breakfast. Anya had eaten earlier and was in the other room busy with a phone call to a client. Having asked if she needed me today, she’s told me to feel free to take the morning off. “How would you like to go for a walk?”He laughed at my enthusiastic nod, knowing bonus veren siteler how much I loved hiking and being outdoors, especially on day such as this – cloudless and sunny with a slight breeze teasing through the tree leaves. In other words, a perfect day.“Let me go change.” “Put on of those sundresses you like to tease me with, Bunny.”I knew just the one. Light blue with red and yellow stripes and short than some so I could show off my legs and a good deal of thigh.“Be right back,” I told him, headed for the back door and my small backyard apartment. “Oh, and Bunny?”“Yes Sir?” I paused, turning my head, brows raised in question.“Don’t bother with underwear. Just the dress. And shoes, of course.” “Yes, Sir.”It was going to be one of those walks, I thought as I hurried across he backyard, my pulse racing, my nipples already stiffening with arousal as I wondered what he had in mind.When I’d returned, wearing only the dress and a pair of sturdy walking shoes he had me turn around, and put my arms behind my back. I stood still for him as he locked a pair of leather cuffs to my slender wrists, attaching them together with a short chain. He completed the look with a matching leather collar buckled about my throat.“There. Perfect.” He announced, looking me over as I stood in the kitchen, near the back door. He picked up a small backpack, slipping his muscular arms through the straps. Snacks and water, perhaps, or something devious. I had no way of knowing unless he volunteered the information. Asking usually resulted in punishment and I had no intention of spoiling bedava bahis the mood. “Ready, Bunny?”I gave him my best smile and an enthusiastic nod, my heart pounding when he produced a leash and clipped it to a metal ring on my collar and led me towards the path that led to the woods. Just a little tidbit about myself. I enjoy the outdoors. I grew up camping and hiking and am not adverse to getting a little dirty or roughing it. In fact I enjoy it and today was a lovely treat – the weather was as close to perfect as it could be.We walked in relative silence, enjoying the sound of birdsong and the wind whispering gently through the trees. It was somewhat romantic, if your notion of romance is being handcuffed and led around on a leash. He even occasionally stopped to pick a wildflower or two and tucked them behind my ears or in my cleavage. Eventually he unclipped the leash, warning me to behave. I had a good idea of how far we travelled, having become familiar with this path from previous expeditions. We were near the stream, in fact, I could hear it in the near distance, and there was a meadow about a kilometer or two ahead.“Sir?” I asked shyly, working out in my head how to phrase a particular favour I wanted to ask.“Yes, my pretty little slut?”I couldn’t help but purr whenever he called me his slut. It was almost enough to throw off my resolve. Taking a deep breath, I pulled myself together, hurried slightly ahead, as far as my leash would allow, and then stopped in the middle of the path, facing him. Playfully I gathered the back hem of my dress in one cuffed deneme bonus hand before turning around and bending over so he’d have a good view of my ass. And then I spread my legs a bit, so he’d have an even better view of, not just my ass, but a hint of my wet needy pussy, too.“Tease.”I giggled at that, unbending myself and wiggling my ass at him before letting go of my dress. “Enough to be punished?”There. I’d said it out loud, hoping he took the hint. I stuck my tongue out at him, just in case he needed a little more, then skipped further up the trail, ignoring him as best I could, knowing I’d pay for it. “Minx,” he called out after me, laughing. I glanced back, unsurprised to see him jogging unhurriedly after me. There wasn’t really any doubt about the outcome. He’d catch me and then? I loved the “and then”. I never knew what might happen. Sir was always unpredictable in the best ways.He caught up to me by the stream, beside a willow, it’s low hanging branches forming a canopy over our heads, grabbing my upper arm, his grip firm.“What did I say about running off, slut?” He demanded, his voice hard, sending shivers through me. I often craved this voice. It was cruel and unyielding. I felt my pulse flutter as the fire at my core was stoked. “You said not to, Sir,” I answered, breathless, wincing as he pushed me stumbling towards the tree. I felt the breath go out of me as I was forced against it, the bark pressing roughly against my face.“And yet you disobeyed me.”“I-“He slapped me, shocking me into silence.“I wasn’t asking for an explanation.”There were no more words between us, only sounds. The soft clink of metal as he unlocked the chain trapping my arms behind me so that he could pull them around the trunk of the willow, fastening them over the nook of a branch which trapped me against the tree while balanced on the balls of my feet.