This is my first story here and is not quite finished, I would love your feedback on how it should develop

Temperance Rain could not fall asleep. Her legs squirmed and gently shook the soft purple bondage cuffs that restrained her to the four post canopy bed, that was her birthday present from two months ago. Ever since she was a girl, the fantasy of a “princess bed” kept her up at night, dreaming of a gilded life that would never be hers. Years later, Temperance was the happiest she had ever fathomed, with daily stimulations beyond her wildest dreams. However, the attention she loved did not come from the dashing prince of her fantasies, but rather the firm but attentive hands of the dignified Mistress Ava. Temperance hated nights like this, the luxurious satin sheets draping over her supple breasts and glistening sex, poorly attempting to substitute the irreplaceable loving touch of her mistress. Being locked in bed, unable to attend to her quivering vulva was bad enough, but Mistress Ava’s absence made the thought of sleep unbearable. The soft pearl white glow of the full moon dancing through the window made sleep an even more distant prospect, as her thoughts raced, pondering the “preparations” her mistress was making, that was the cause of her absence.

Her wandering thoughts were immediately recalled as Temperance heard through the darkness of her blindfold, the unmistakable sultry tone of her mistress come whispering delicately in her ear. “It is time to do something very special for you, something I have been desiring for a long time.” Ava whispered softly in her ear. The tone was enough to elicit a powerful desire to fulfill her Mistress’s wishes and serve unquestionably the woman that she would give the world for. A breathy “yes mistress,” escaped her lips as Ava set about to slowly remove the chains that bound Temperance's cuffs to the bed. Like a child, Temperance offered no resistance as mistress Ava bent her over the bed and secured her hands behind her back with a chain and arm-binders.

Temperance gasped as she felt the cold, but not unfamiliar girth of a well-lubricated metal butt plug that was popped with moderate resistance into her waiting rosebud. Temperance then felt the shocking yet arousing touch of a 6-inch dildo that penetrated her inner-most being, attached to this was the chastity belt that she had become well acclimated to. A shiver went down her spine as she heard the metallic *CLICK* of the lock, securing the tight belt between her legs. Her eyes were suddenly filled with the overpowering flood of light, that invaded her frost blue retinas. The blindness only lasted for a second as she could see Ava draping a large, but well fitting soft black robe over her nearly naked body. Mistress Ava then led her out of her comfortable room and outside the door of the estate, to the feet of two beautiful purebred Haflinger horses, that were Ava’s pride. Temperance could feel her mistress’s hands stretching a wide leather belt with fastening points around her bosom. She gave out a short breath as Ava affixed tightened and secured the belt. The warm summer wind brushed against her legs as her beloved tenderly yet assertively assisted her with the mounting of the saddle. Ava then affixed the belt to a ring on the pommel of the saddle, and locked both of her leg shackles to the stirrups to secure her to the horse. The love of her life then took the reigns to the dapple-grey mare she was secured to, and mounted the handsome bay gelding and proceeded to lead the horses gently down the moonlit trail.

Throughout the journey, not a word was said as the summer sirocco gently tousled Temperances sun streaked hair. With the horse’s every step, the insertables gently fucked her sacred areas only serving to remind Temperance of her complete submission. The spanish trail winded for several miles when suddenly, Ava brought both horses to a stop and tied the reins to a nearby tree. Her mistress then dismounted her horse and sought to it that Temperance could come off the horse safely. Temperance than observed Ava withdrawing two backpacks from the bay equine’s saddle bags. “This one is for you,” her mistress cooed as she withdrew a backpack that appeared to be in the likeness of a hydration pack, used by hikers and adventurers. However, as her arm binders were removed and her hands secured to the belt around her waist, Temperance could clearly see that this was no ordinary Camelbak, as she could see the bulging 3 qt transparent enema bag with the tailing double balloon nozzle attached to the business end of the hose. “MMMMM,” she moaned as the butt plug was removed, only to be replaced by the lubricated nozzle. She gasped as she could feel 6 pumps of air rapidly expand the inner balloon and 10 pumps to seal the outer balloon. The pressure of the balloon against the walls of her lower rectum were enough to make her have an intense urge to expel the contents of her bowels. “I gave this bag a few ounces of glycerine to make sure you are sparkling on the inside,” Ava said matter of factly as she clicked open the valve. Her mistress quickly attached a chain to the backpack as she started to lead her down a narrow foot trail. The pressure quickly grew to be intense as the trail and the contents of the bag both seemed to stretch on forever.

Just when another step seemed to be incomprehensible, Ava stopped at a clearing with a lone tree occupying a vista next to a tranquil lake. The beauty of the scene could not be adequately observed as her bowels screamed for relief. Ava quickly deflated the balloons and bent Temperance over and proceeded to straddle her, with her head between Ava’s smooth tall legs. No sooner had Ava asserted the dominant position, than a torrent of water escaped from Temperance's tortured bottom. The stream seemed to continue in perpetuity as Temperance cried softly in embarrassment from between her mistress’s legs. Time felt like it had stopped as Temperance found herself trapped in simultaneously the most humiliating, but the most freeing moment in her life. Temperance found herself feeling lighter than air as the last of the water had left her. “Come along now,” Ava cooed as she took Temperance by her cuffed arms and led her behind the large tree overlooking the lake. She realized quickly that this was not to partake in the stunning lakeside view, but to reveal the sturdy wooden spanking bench behind.

Temperance could feel her muscles freeze in apprehension, this was not her first time getting spanked. However mostly it was by hand or hairbrush over Mistress Ava’s lovely legs, the bench was reserved for serious offences. Her resistance was soon met by a firm motivated slap on her supple bottom to “assume the position.” Temperance, mounted the bench quickly as Ava got to work to work fastening her limbs to the bench and securing her waist with a posture belt. No sooner was the strap pulled snug across her waist, that a large adult pacifier was pressed up against her lips. Temperance opened her mouth in protest and was quickly silenced as the large gag was forced into her mouth. “I want to make sure you take your training well and without complaint,” Ava whispered in her right ear. “I would hate for your protestation to cause me to have to start your training over again” Ava stated coldly. Temperance knew Ava’s soft tone meant business, and for her own good she had best take whatever was coming with the utmost effort. Temperance felt her rosebud being probed by the Ava’s long fingers, she moaned in pleasure in response to her mistress’s touch. This pleasure was soon replaced by a strange and horrid burning sensation that would later be revealed to be a ginger plug. While Temperance moaned softly at her predicament, Ava waved a set of nipple clamps in front of her face. Temperance’s body jolted as the clamps were attached to her tender, sensitive breasts. “Now we shall begin” Ava said softly as she tapped her sub’s quivering rear with the hard lacquered surface of Temperance’s painted discipline paddle.

Temperance’s body shook as the first stroke impacted her sensitive bum. The following strokes came down firm and rhythmic on her well shaped bottom. “Do not be afraid of crying, my love, let it all out” Ava encouraged as the paddle continued to rain down. By the 5th minute of the spanking, Temperance was a sobbing mess when the paddling ceased. She continued to softly cry as mascara filled tears streamed down her face when Ava finally put down the paddle. The crying resumed full force as Ava picked up the heart shaped riding crop and started whipping it in the air to test the snap. “6 lovely hearts on your thighs, below your bright red bottom will be a lovely reminder of our special night. ” Ava said softly as she brought the first stroke down upon her delicate thighs. Temperance howled and shook to the nearly unbearable sting, as five more impacted on her inner thighs. “What lovely little red hearts you have now,” Miss Ava remarked as Temperance uncontrollably sobbed. Temperance could feel relief as she felt her bum cheeks getting caressed gently with soothing lotion and the ginger plug replaced by her Mistress’s aloe vera coated finger, softly fucking her insides. Ava delicately removed the chains linking her cuffs to the cruel wooden horse.