This story occurs some time after events described in Part II: Introductions.
Chapter 1
"This isn't like ice cubes" her mind told her as the tips of her dainty toes tried to keep her from sinking further into the two foot snow drift.
Her slim wrists cuffed together snugly and roped to the branch of a cedar, above her.
She stood perfectly erect, her back arched and her breasts heaving gently as she exhaled, her breath turning to a fine vapour in the sub-zero temperatures of the forest.
With every breath the tips of her nipples slid across the pink silk camisole that was her only protection from the wind.
She had never known how much the sensation of silk could make her ache to be touched, but her nipples responded, protruding and hardening like rivets.
Her master had not said a word. Not since he snapped the leash to her collar and said, softly, "come".
Her eyes flashed to his, wide and questioning, and then looked down in complete faith and surrender.
She'd bee...
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