Ranger Brett and Sissy Mark go Camping (1)
What a fucking bore, Covid fucked up any plans I had of going overseas, the cost of travel was getting out of hand, and the paperwork involved in getting medical permission to board a plane or boat was nothing short of crazy, but I have to do something!. I have two weeks holiday before I restart my new job as a techno whiz kid at the computer facility in town. It payed heaps and there were plenty of lurks and perks, but sitting around my house for that length of time watching endless re-runs of shows, I've seen a dozen times, did nothing to excite me. On the up side there was always endless porn I could tap into, and my cock could always do with the exercise. What I needed to do was dust off the fishing gear, find a good spot and get in touch with my inner Bear Grills. Well at least go into the hills and go camping like I used too. So without further to do , I dragged out the maps, decided on a generally area with all the requirements I needed, open land, a river within walking distance, a general store about 10 Kilometres away, and an area where I can operate a small open fire pit without attracting the fire department, or park rangers. The next day I had the car packed, camping equipment, food , fishing gear, enough clothing for every conceivable weather pattern, I even checked the weather forecast, but once my mind was made up, that was it, I was going, I had one of the neighbours collect the mail, and just check on the place occasionally.
By about midday I found myself deep into the hills, away from the hustle and Bustle of the Highway, I spoke to the General store owner who was more than happy to give me the directions to the camping area he goes too, down by the river, I think he just wanted to talk and generate a conversation, he mentioned that I was the only person up this way, except for a bloke about two days ago. I brought some supplies off him, food, drink and few local fishing lures that he said were fairly successful. For safety reasons I gave him my phone number and car rego, and told him that I was going to camp for about 8 days if the weather held. And he new approximately where I was heading. I finally got out of there, I was wondering if I was going to see the kid playing his Banjo like in the Deliverance Movie, it was that isolated, but I was given to exaggeration, but it did feel strange. About 30 minutes later, I found the perfect spot, flat ground, a spot for the fire, and enough trees around the site to act as a wind break, and the river was a five minute walk along a track. The store owner was on the money, it was a great little spot, which gave me the incentive to quickly get everything set up, the tent, sleeping bags, self inflating mattresses, I dug the fire pit, collected enough wood for the next few days, set my chair, I had one of those portable generators, so I could run my lap top, and charge my phone, and I was smart enough to bring a receiver amplifier, in case the reception had issues.
An hour and a half later on I was sitting in a camp chair, drinking coffee, and staring into the flames. I set up a rotating cooking hot plate, and had a camp oven all set and ready to go. I'm no Gorgon Ramsey but I can cook up a storm if need be, and after all I'm only cooking for myself. I figured that if I cook up a fair lump of meat tonight, I can have it with pasta, and have plenty for sandwiches tomorrow, and who knows fish may be on the menu. I was enjoying my own company and basically day dreaming when I heard a voice, I turned around to see a man in uniform approaching, "you look comfortable, mind if I join you for a chat", "no problem, pull up a log" He introduced himself as the Park Ranger, and that the store owner said that I might find you here, he was concerned you may have gotten lost. "As you can see I have it under control, you want a coffee?", coffee in hand we chatted and I found out that the Rangers name was Brett, and part of his job was to ensure the camp sites were safe and set up correctly. It was getting late and well into the afternoon, so I asked him if he wanted to hang around for tea, Brett said that would be up for that, but had to finish his patrol of the area, and would be back later, with another camp chair, he also mentioned that he may brings some beers back later, to have with our tea. This day couldn't get much better, perfect spot; I have a Park Ranger looking after me, and a dinner guest on the first night, beats the hell out of watching the idiot box at home.
It was about 6.30 when I heard the rumbling of Brett's truck winding its way to my camp site, while he was away, I collected more wood, set up the fishing gear, made sure everything was organised in the tent, I had rig up a lighting system for later on, but more importantly made sure the meat was perfectly cooked, and now that he was almost here , I added a bit of red wine to the camp oven along with some corn flour to make a type of gravy, It would take no time at all to cook the pasta I planned to have with the meal. Brett pulled his truck alongside my mine, I rose to meet him as he go out of his truck, and was surprised to see that he changed from his uniform into type of buckskin leather shirt and matching pants, "Wow, love the outfit, I didn't realise this was a formal dinner" he just laughed as he grabbed another camp chair from the truck, "Smells great, get the beers from the front seat, he said, and we'll crack a couple." We both moved over to the fire and settled in, a bit more small talk as I set about dishing up tea. While we were eating I had the chance to admire his strong build, and asked him how he became a Ranger, he said that he used to be in the police force, but there was too much stress involved, so he did an advanced ranger course, now he just wanders the bush in his truck. And being that he was a bigger build bloke, sort of help keep the peace, with some of the campers. I assured him that I would come peacefully and wouldn't play up, with a sly grin he said "Pity", I didn't really hear him, because I was preoccupied with dishing up. I told him a little about my back ground, and that I was a type of tech head that always got called a nerd and picked on, but then I grew into my body, and a black belt in Karate didn't hurt my situation and I was about to start a new job, I was single, had my own place, and basically kept to myself. "You must get bored being by yourself, do you go out dating, parties and that sort of thing?," "Occasionally but the girls were really my style, so I ended up staying at home and playing on my computer, and there were times when I drifted into porn sites, to gain relief. "I know what you're saying, been there, done that."By this time we were digging into the meal, downing a few more beers, and enjoying the glow of the camp fire. I cleaned up my plate, and put the dishes into a wash tub, making a mental note to clean them up later, Brett did the same. "I'll just take these down to the river, and give them a rinse," "No Problem I'll come with you". Down by the water's edge I bent over to wash the dishes, but inadvertently left my lower back and partial but crack on full display, "Nice" Brett said as he gazed on my now exposed panty line. I quickly adjusted my pants and continued cleaning, handing him the washed plates and cutlery. All the time I was thinking to myself, how fucking embarrassing, I finally make a friend , and now he's going to think I'm some type of fruit cake. We made our way back to the camp fire, and the bonus was that he couldn't see how flushed I was and totally embarrassed.
We settled down with another beer each, and there was a stunned silence between us, then he spoke "Well what the story, we can sit here all night, YOU HAVE A STORY, NOW LET'S HEAR IT" I want to know why you're wearing girly underwear, tell me now!" It wasn't a polite request it was almost a demand, and what more, it felt strange but I wanted to comply to his orders.
With another gulp of beer, I explained that in my school days, I was bullied, picked on and during gym classes they would knock off my under pants and replace them with girly ones, this went on for a couple of years, and I became so accustomed to wearing them , I no longer wore male underwear, the boys couldn't steal them and my Karate lessons help put them back in their place, And at home my parents just excepted that it was a lesser of two evils, being picked on or me taking a stand and defending myself. And when I got to college , I just keep wearing them, very occasionally when I was along I did try on garters and stockings, But this was college, and they play harder, "And that's why there's no girl friends, or dating, because you like to wear frilly girly undies" I just nodded. " And the porn sites you drifted into, I'm guessing they have a lot of cross dressing and Sissy Bois, and their all submissives types, which again doesn't help your girl dating, because their just as effeminate as you." I didn't say I was effeminate, I just like the feel and touch.
"Mark, let's face it, you like taking the Sissy role, you enjoy wearing girly knickers, you watch Sissy porn. And If I was to order you to drop your pants RIGHT NOW, you would have a stiff girly cock pushing against your frilly knickers." I shook my head and said rubbish, there was no way I was going to drop my daks. "GET UP AND DO IT NOW, PROVE ME WRONG" the beer had made me stronger and bolder, but I had an over whelming desire to prove Brett wrong, so I stood up in front of the fire, dropped my pants, and displayed my undies for him, "SEE NO STIFF COCK" " Come a little closer he said once again almost demanding I step further towards him, I step closer to him and waved my undies in front of his face, "NO YOUR RIGHT, there's only a wet spot where your cock has dribbled", Then he mouth my cock, grabbed my arse and pulled me tight to him I could feel his hot breath on my cock, and the powerful hands on my butt cheeks, I wanted to move away, but I was stuck, pressed against his sucking mouth. Then he released me, I sort of staggered back, but had enough composure to keep my balance. I said "what the fuck do you think you were doing". "Proving my point", as he said that he point at my now very stiff cock, "You're a Sissy Boi , "now tell me you didn't like getting pulled into my face, your cock doesn't lie, and by the way you have a lovely cock Bitch" . I was dumb founded, my cock was stiff, pressing against the material stretching it to the max, and as much as I hated it , he was probably right, "Well answer me bitch" "Yes I did like you using me like you did. "Come here to me now Sissy Boi, let me show you what you have been denying yourself," as I stepped closer he dropped my undies exposing my shaved cock and balls, and just as quickly he engulfed the shaft, licking and sucking every inch, he man handled my butt, squeezing the cheeks, and basically doing what he wanted, I was putty in his hands, and what's more I wanted this type of treatment, no girl was every going to match what Brett was doing right now. Brett slowly edged his hands under my shirt, seising the opportunity to grab my nipples and twist them, I moaned in delight as he pulled and tweaked the orbs, at the same time his sucking action was bringing me closer to the edge, " Please Brett, I can't take it any more I need to come, he stopped licking and sucking, pulled his mouth away, and asked if I was a Sissy Slut, and needed Master Brett to treat me as one, while he was saying this he plunged a finger up my arse, then he sucked on my cock again, my body started to shake, he took his mouth off my cock again, and this time put two fingers up my arse, and pinched my nipples harder, "Tell me now Slut , do you want to be my Bitch, Do everything I say without question" my knees started to shake as he sucked my cock deeper into his mouth and throat, my balls were basically jumping , I was about to blow my load , but I knew Master Brett wanted to hear me say it. "Fuck Yes , I'll do anything you want, and anytime you want , I want and need to be you Sissy Boi and Bitch, Please Master let me cum, with a push of his fingers , and a twist of my nipples , I BLEW MY CUM, RIGHT INTO HIS SUCKING MOUTH, my knees went weak, and I almost collapsed on top of Master Brett, but his powerful body and frame held me up, we both raised up, and he drew me into the most passionate kiss, but he also had me share my cum that was still in his mouth. It was a moment I'll never forget, it was powerful, passionate, and life changing, we finally broke apart found our seats, but this time my knickers were around my ankles. We both grabbed our beers and skulled the contents, then smiled at each other, both of us now knowing our newly appointed roles.
"Bitch ,have you ever done anything like that before, have you ever been used by a female like that, has anyone talked that way to you before, have you ever begged to cum prior to tonight?" Master, tonight was a first for many of those things you've just asked, most females want the same thing I just experienced, I've only seen that sort of thing on Porno's, where the Sissy Bois beg for release, I've seen females beg for orgasms, but when I was begging to cum, it was as if, someone had opened the flood gates of emotion, until this point in time, I had no connection with anybody ,I had suppressed or tried to hide what turned me on and what I needed to do or act like to become who I really was. I've always known that I was different, but put it on the back burner, trying to outgrow my nature urges and fit in with society, but you Master have tapped the keg, I felt that I was allowed to express all that pent up emotion and overwhelming feeling that I got with you. "Wow that was a mouth full, but I know what you're saying, too many times we go through life trying just to comply with the norm to keep everybody happy. One of the reasons I work out here in the bush is that I'm in control; I joined the police force so I can be in control, and I like having power, using that power. I knew from the start that you were a submissive, you took orders so easily, I didn't make you do anything you didn't want to do, you wanted to submit, and you wanted someone to control you.
"Kick those knickers off, crawl over here and take my pants off, I've given you pleasure now it's my turn." Without even batting an eye I complied with his orders, and knelt before him as he towered over me, I unbuckled his belt unclipped his leathers and slid them down and off, he didn't bother with jocks, god knows that piece of horse meat was never going to be contained by them anyway. His massive cock, looked like something out of a porn movie, it was pointing straight at me, "Go ahead Bitch, take your time, get used to the idea that my horse dick is going to be your best friend, and it's going to take you for a ride, that you'll never forget. I attentively licked the knob, circled it with my tongue, and eventually introduced it to my mouth, I licked that stiff cock up and down until it was fully coated, then slipped it back into my mouth, and gradually worked it deeper, until it hit the back of my throat. Words of encouragement flowed from Master Brett, and the more he verbalised the more I wanted to please him, He was one up on me and I wanted to even the score, I relaxed my throat, breathed through my nose and took him deep down to the balls, I moved past wanting to gag, but moved up and down the shaft, first small steps , then down to the balls again, Master Brett's hands were on my head , but he didn't push, even though he probably wanted too. I could feel his cock starting to swell and he became very unsettled, his legs twitched, and his balls bounced, the head of his cock seemed to balloon out, his words of encouragement had turned him back into the dominate Master he was born to be , "Suck that horse cock, Bitch, you cock sucking Sissy Boi, When I'm done with you you'll be wearing those stockings and garter and loving it, You will be drinking so much cum, you'll be turned into a protein shake. I'm going to share you around and you're going to be used by everybody, I sucked and licked for all that I was worth, I wanted that cum, for years I'd only dreamt of this happening, now I was going to blow this guy, the power Dominate guy with this fantastic horse cock, and I want it now. As if reading my mind and a few final thrust, grunts and groans he blew his load, and grabbed my head and pulled it into his cock, I momentarily gagged but held on for dear life, I owned this man one hell of a blow job, And wanted to suck him dry, I needed to complete the journey, and fully immerse myself in my new role as his submissive Sissy Boi . I had cum in my mouth, down my throat, on my face, and chin , and dribbling down onto my chest, and I wasn't going to release it until he pushed me away, he had released the Genie, and I was not going back in that bottle. I was a girl possessed, I wanted, needed, and had to have his cock and cum, but all good things had to come to an end, and he finally eased my mouth off his cock.
"WOW FUCKING WOW, and you say you've never done that before, I knew hookers that aren't that good, you my girl are fucking amazing, you almost sucked my dick. I can't wait to see what you do when I finally fuck your little girly arse" He pulled me into him and kissed me with equal passion as he did before, then released me from his power arms, then told me to get us another drink. I could feel his eyes burning into my arse as I fetched the drinks, and couldn't resist giving him a slight wiggle as I walked and bent over. "I saw that Slut, and don't worry, your girly butt will get all the attention you've ever wanted, and I know of other men out here in the bush that may have a few plans of their own in regards to my little Sissy Boi. And all the things that you've seen in those Porn Movies are heading in your direction. We are going to make up for all those years that you have suppressed these Sissy feelings, now come over here and tell me you want all those things I've just said and more".
Master, you have given me everything I could have hoped for, I need to be controlled, need to be shown how to be a real Sissy Slut for you, I can't possibly go back to my normal life, now that you have show me who I really am. I've been so excited about who I have become , I want to be used, taught, shared, and If I do something wrong punished and corrected, by you, Please let me be your total Sissy Girl and Slut".
I gave him his beer and he just pointed towards the ground at his feet, as I knelt there I pondered my fate, and the more I pondered the harder my cock became. "You can put that away, I control you and that girly dick, and I will say when we play". I just smiled and contemplated my very exciting future with this power Ranger. I had no idea camping could be so much fun.....