A gentle hand touches the back of his head, brushing his hair soothingly “Aaa..  did the poor little pet get lost and scared without his mistress?” The familiar voice asks she is speaking softly, there is a light mocking tone but also warmth<br/><br/>She sits down on the rock and lays his head on her thigh continuing to stroke him, the mosquitoes are guan they don’t seam to come any place near her as her hand goes over his body the small cuts and bruises are soothed even I not healed. She undoes his hands letting them down for the first time in what seams a long while, and with slow careful movements removes most all of his bondage placing it down on the rock, it dos not disappear “Go take a bath you are sweaty and smell” her tone is slightly harder now<br/><br/>“Don’t dare touch that plug up your ass” she grins at him with that look, a hungry passionate fire in her eyes but not quiet friendly smile. “Make shore you are good and clean” she sits back on the moss at one side of the rock, the moss cover seams to grow to a thick soft carpet at her bidding and she waits eying Jules as he washes.<br/><br/>As he comes out she smiles leaning against the rock “On all fours and beg if you want the plug out” she tells him in a tone that requires no additional threat<br/>