I have always known that I craved something more. Something exciting. Something that would push my boundaries to their limits and beyond. Something and someone. An 'O' in training. A journey of sexual, physical and mental power. It is one thing to indulge in such fantasies, but another when you imagine what it would be like if your dreams over shadowed reality. One such dream I had recently made me question what realms should be explored. It should be noted that at no stage did I question my consent in this. I wanted and was willing to please my Sir in this dream, no matter how much a physical, mental struggle it proved. ------------------------------------- I had no idea of my surroundings. The air was damp and cold, but the heat from the car fans comforted me. I knew that a challenge awaited me. One of such that I had not experienced before. Dressed only in a ¾ length brown leather coat and blind fold, I knew that the journey ahead was not just one of physical endurance, but a mental one and a committal to being controlled. A sexual bond that was as strong as any friendship. I could feel the earth beneath my bare feet. The mud, twigs and leaves. My Master guided me gently through the dusk of the ever closer evening. His arm around me, leading me to my greatest task by far. At no stage did he speak. I knew what was expected, although I was unaware of the details. He did not have to say anything, as his presence spoke louder than words. Not long after our departure from the car, our steps ceased. I felt no pain in walking bare footed, but only determination that to fail would be a dismissal of my services. I could feel the warm, uneasy breath of my controller on my forehead, as he slowly, teasingly, unzipped my shroud. There had to be trust and there was. Unconditionally. He firmly pushed me against what had to be a tree. I could feel the sharp indentations of the bark pushing into my goose pimpled skin as I felt myself naked against it. There was no struggle. Just a meticulous operation, where everything had to be perfect and beautiful. I didn't move. The coldness, anticipation, nervousness and excitement froze me. I willingly placed my arms behind, hugging the body of the tree that would be my cage for however long was deemed fit.