Every time Jules slows she smacks him hard and gives the leash a tug, sometimes she smacks his ass with the whip just because she feels like it. Luckily for Jules the way is all or mostly soft grass and moss from the forest clearing.<br/><br/>After a while she sits upon his back but doesn’t ride him for long, after a while when she feels Jules slow she gets of him and gives him more smacks to his backside to encourage him to move.<br/><br/>She seams to know, or maybe feel him as they finally stop as Jules could go no further not even at the threat of being beaten, she leads him to a bed of soft moss in the shade of low bushes there are some wild flowers growing around the small green cavern and after fastening Jules hands behind his back again she lets him rest against her<br/><br/>Again turning soft, or at least softer although she teasingly massages his ass and from time to time nibbles on his neck she dos reach up and pluck some red berries for one of the bushes even though their was nothing on it but a moment ago. She feeds Jules teasingly “You must be hungry not a bite all day” she purrs and gives him a single berry. Then slowly another the fruit is sweet and juicy better then anything he had ever tasted or herd of.<br/><br/>She is playfully stroking his balls, Jules manhood still bound up tight, her touch playing over him leaving traces of the juice. She smiles and offers him one of her nipples after kissing him softly and whispering “You were amusing today, pet” she smiles.<br/><br/>When Jules wakes the next day his is in no forest, but a huge canopy bed under silk covers. Although still similarly bound tight, she is their next to him smiling, grinning<br/>