In the heart of desolation, where the world's eyes dare not linger, the enigmatic Mistress Ava Von Medisin reigns supreme. I, Rabbit, her devoted female sl*ve, have been led on a harrowing journey to the abandoned quarry – a place where the rocks hold the weight of forgotten secrets and the echoes of forbidden cries.

Stripped of both clothing and dignity, I find myself bound and exposed, my wrists and ankles ensnared by the cruel grasp of tape. The st*ne beneath me is as merciless as the woman who has orchestrated this outdoor ordeal. Naked, I stand on a rocky altar, a living sacrifice to the whims of my dominating mistress.

The air is thick with the scent of my own trepidation as Mistress Ava Von Medisin's hand connects with my vulnerable flesh. Each spank rings out against the stark silence of the quarry, a percussive instrument of p*in and pleasure. My cries are a symphony of submission, echoing off the st*ne walls and through the heart of the wilderness.

But the spanks are merely a prelude to The true test of my devotion comes with the introduction of the paddle. Its impact is a crescendo of s*ffering, each strike amplified by the chill of the water that has heightened my sensitivity to an excruciating degree. The cold has seeped into my bones, making every impact feel like a collision with reality – a reality where I am helpless and at the mercy of Mistress Ava's medieval methods.

The quarry witnesses my t*rment, as do the few creatures that c*ll this desolate place home. My screams are my only company, save for the occasional bird that dares to intrude upon this scene of discipline. Each strike elicits a new octave of agony, a soundtrack to a scene of severe chastisement.

As the session unfolds, the true nature of my submission is tested. The tape that binds me is not just a physical restraint but a symbol of my willingness to endure for my mistress. Each spanking and paddling are rituals of our unique bond, a dance of dominance and submission that plays out under the open sky.

This is a journey inward as much as it is a physical excursion. Each step towards the quarry is a step deeper into the recesses of my submission. Each strike from Mistress Ava's hand or the flat surface of the paddle is a step further into the abyss of my own surrender.

In the aftermath, as I am released from my rocky perch, I am left with the residual ache that serves as a reminder of my place in this world – a world ruled by the merciless hand of Mistress Ava Von Medisin, where pleasure and p*in are two sides of the same coin, and I am forever her devoted and bound Rabbit.

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