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Story.. cons?, B&D, S&M
For those over 18 who enjoy a bit of bondage. If this is not you, don't read
it.
Deep In The Forest
My mind was spinning faster than the wheels of my car as I drove north on
the Interstate. It had been a simple bet: My alma mater's team would beat
his in the basketball tournament. It had started so innocently but then the
stakes had slid upward in the weeks before the event and by tip-off the
stakes had become a day of total servitude to the winner. Dan and I had
traded subtle comments with overtones of bondage for some time and somehow, I
really wanted to loose. The look in his eyes had told me early on that we
were not just kidding. With that knowledge I had made the bet and I had
lost.
That was two weeks ago and I was on my way. as per the simple instructions
that Dan had given to me the previous evening. I was to wear a simple dress
and drive to Mitchell State Forest, about 20 miles out of the city, and take
a hiking trail that Dan had designated on a map. From there I was to look
for markers along the trail that would lead me to who-knows-what. Twenty
minutes later I pulled into the parking area adjacent to the beginning of the
trail and stepped out of the car. There were four other cars in the lot,
probably belonging to other hikers, otherwise the area was pretty deserted.
As instructed I took nothing but my instructions with me and crossed the
parking lot to the first trail marker. Pinned to the marker was a small bit
of red ribbon; Dan's marker.
I hiked downward into the ravine and soon the branches of the trees covered
me. Bird's chirped all about me and soon I crossed over a crude log bridge
as a mountain creek began to parallel the trail. It was quite the nature
scene, but my mind was focused on finding the next tiny bit of red ribbon. I
guess I had hiked about a mile when I finally saw it. Pinned to an
overhanging branch was the ribbon that Dan had described. I pulled out my
instructions, as though I had not committed them to memory by now, and looked
at #2. "About twenty paces ahead you will see a stump of a dead tree. At
that point turn left off the trail and walk into the woods. From this point
on you will find your instructions pinned to the trees."
Twenty steps later I turned into the woods, first taking a quick look about
to see if anyone was within sight. I wondered how I would find my
instructions in these woods but there was what one might call a deer trail
which led into the greenery. In about five minutes I saw it...the first
note. It was simple and to the point, "Remove your shoes and dress and leave
them here. Leave your car keys in your shoe. Continue on."
I thought of the night we had made the bet as I looked about to be sure that
I was alone, then slipped my shoes off. This was it. It was clear that
there would be no turning back if I continued. I could hear my heart
pounding with a curious excitement as I began to loose the buttons of my
dress. I slid the dress from my body, folded it neatly and placed it atop my
shoes. Wearing only bra and panties I continued into the forest.
Barefooted, I could hardly walk and was making slow progress. I realized
that I couldn't make any quick retreats in this state and that I had truly
committed myself. Dan had obviously had considered this, as I found the next
note only a few hundred yards ahead. "Remove your bra and hang it on this
branch." I reached behind my back and unfastened the tiny hooks. Still
uncomfortable with the situation I carefully scrutinized my surroundings
before baring my breasts to the forest air. "Am I really doing this," I
asked myself. "Am I submitting fully to Dan?" With the tiny bit of cloth
hanging on the branch behind me I continued on.
The air felt nice on my skin as I went deeper and deeper into the woods,
looking for my next instructions. Quite frankly I was getting aroused at
being undressed in a "non-standard" place and my nipples had perked up
seemingly to accentuate the feeling. What was Dan going to do to me? It was
certainly an elaborate scheme and I was quickly being drawn into it.
There it was, the next note! "Remove your panties and hang them here.
Continue for about one hundred paces until you come to a small clearing." I
envisioned Dan watching from some blind as my fingers slid under the elastic
and moved the soft fabric down my thighs baring the soft locks between my
legs. I hung the tiny bit of silk from the tree and, now completely nude,
ventured deeper into Dan's lair.
Naked in the forest. It should have felt so natural, yet the erotic element
had my pulse racing as I stepped forward, looking for the clearing. I felt
as though someone was watching me from behind every tree. A hundred images
ran through my imagination as I fantasized over what Dan had in store for me.
Finally, there it was, another tiny bit of paper hanging from a low branch
along with a bit of black cloth! There was a building feeling between my
legs as I reached for the final directive. "Place this blindfold over your
eyes, put your hands behind your head, spread your legs, and wait." I looked
about for Dan then covered my eyes with the cloth and took the prescribed
position in the center of the clearing. Helpless, exposed, and submitting
fully to Dan's wishes, I waited. I was to be his for whatever he desired.
I stood for quite some time, wanting to break the position, but remained
obediently standing. Where was he? How long should I wait here like this?
What if someone else happened upon me...what would I say? My mind wandered
to many places until I finally heard a voice cut through the silence.
"Very good, you've follow your instructions well."
I felt my cheeks flush as I realized that I was now standing unremittingly
revealed before Dan. Nothing was hidden. I was his prize, his toy, to do
with as he pleased. My nipples stiffened as he continued.
"You will refer to me as 'Sir' from now on. Is that clear?"
"Yes Sir," I replied with a lump in my throat.
I could imagine him walking around me checking out my breasts, my ass, and
even my pussy. Embarrassed, I wanted to run, to hide my body, but I didn't
move a muscle. I stood motionless as my master silently inspected me. I was
thankful for the blindfold, as I doubt that I could have faced him as this
point. Why did I follow through on this bet?
Suddenly a soft caress as his hand cupped my breast. "Pull away", my mind
said. I stood motionless as Dan scrutinized me further yet. His hand glided
over my breasts and down past my supple belly, just teasing my pubic hair as
he passed. Gently his hand fondled my ass then giving me a quick swat before
sliding his hand between my legs. I felt like a cheap slut....and I was
loving it. His finger slid upward quickly finding my moist slit.
"Enjoying yourself already, I see..."
"Yes, Sir," I whimpered.
"...and we've only started."
He took my arms and moved them down from where I had held them for all this
time. I felt the smooth caress of rope on my wrists as he bound my hands,
the ever tightening loops sending a shiver of excitement up my spine. I felt
a bit more binding of my wrists then, without warning, my arms were pulled
upward, over my head, until I stood nearly on my toes. I considered how
convenient the forest was with tree branches everywhere. An infinite number
of ways to secure a naked girl. I stood stretched and exposed as the rope
was tied off.
His hands took my breasts from behind and kneaded them, his fingers again
gently pinching my nipples to erection. He leaned close to me and whispered
in my ear.
"There's no turning back now, sweet slave. Time for your training"
My heart pounded with anticipation of what my "training" would entail. It
was then that I heard a "wisk" sound behind me. In the instant that it took
to identify the sound, I felt the first sting of a birtch switch (Another
item that the forest had offered up) on my ass. Yelping and unable to free
myself, I twisted and turned, straining the rope that held me. The sting of
the rod accentuated the fact that I had submitted fully to Dan, that I was
his to do with as he pleased. I had never felt so naked, so sexual. As I
turned to protect my rear, a second stroke took my unprotected breasts by
surprize.
"Another scream like that and you'll find a gag in your mouth. Is that
clear?"
"Yes, sir."
"Now turn your ass toward me or your nipples will get another taste of the
rod."
I faced my rear to where I imagined him standing and grimaced in
anticipation of the next stroke. SWAT! I didn't have to wait long. The
slender rod again attacked my firm ass. I took fifteen more strokes, each
stinging more than I ever though they could, before he gave me a rest. The
"rest" consisted of teasing delicate strokes of the switch switch running up
and down my body. I shivered as the tiny branch made it's way from my ankle
upward over my thighs and belly as I considered it's potential. Then another
stroke down my arms, over my armpits and breasts, and down to my hip. Up the
back of my leg, past my ass and upward to my neck. Over and over he
delicately stroked my outstretched body teasing me, making me acutely aware
of every square inch of my bared body. I wondered where the next stroke
would fall as the rod passed over my soft skin.
"Spread your legs for me," he whispered softly into my ear.
Obediently, and with some difficulty, I spread my legs as far apart as my
bonds would permit and waited for him. The stroke was swift and stinging
intense as it met the inside of my thigh. I kicked my legs and was nearly
hanging from my wrists as he quietly spoke.
"Spread them."
I regained my composure and again spread my legs as I had been instructed,
only to feel the sting of his next stroke. I was fearful of the switch
falling upon my exposed cunt, but his aim was true and by the time he
completed his task I had taken ten strokes on each thigh, each stroke making
me that much hornier. By now my whole body was moist. Tiny drips of
perspiration slid gracefully downward from my underarms over my torso. I
then felt the tender touch of his fingertips stroking the silky skin of my
thighs, the thighs that he had just inflicted such pain upon. Upward he
stroked until his fingers pressed against the boundaries of my pussy. Deeper
and deeper he pushed until his finger finally gained entrance to my moist
tunnel gliding easily within. I pressed myself toward him, trying to
position his finger on my clit. He swiftly pulled his hand away!
"Is there something you want, slave?"
I couldn't bring myself to say it, but I wanted to come. I wanted to be
stroked to orgasm in the worst way, but there was no way I was going to beg
for it, or at least that's what I thought then. Finally I felt the rope that
had held my hands above my head being relaxed and my hand were lowered to my
waist. He held me close and kissed my neck and ears as he stroked my breast
with his other hand.
"These are next, little one."
The damn blindfold! I was in sensory overload. What was he going to do
with me? What was he going to do to my breasts? By now I just wanted to be
fucked! I was taken by the arm and led a short distance finally coming to a
stop in area with a distinct woodsy aroma. My ankle was then guided over a
smooth branch as I was made to straddle it. The smooth feel made me sure
that it was one of the fallen madrone trees that I had seen as I walked in.
The feel of the tree between my legs was already beginning to effect me as I
was guided to a seated position on the log. My wrists were again bound over
my head, clearly exposing my breasts. For a few moments I was rather
enjoying the fact that I could put some pressure on my anxious clit. "This
isn't to bad," I thought, until I again felt his hand take my ankle and loop
a bit of rope around it. He pulled my leg upward and behind me before taking
the other ankle in his hand. The rope was looped over the pole that I
straddled and tied to the other ankle. My entire weight was now shifted to
my crotch. The defenseless slave was now positioned.
My mind began to have visions of the birch rod stroking my tender breasts.
I sat waiting for the punishment to begin. I slowly rocked my hips trying
to bring some pleasure to my loins as I waited, contemplating my training. I
waited for some time until I realized that he had gone and that I was alone,
save my thoughts. At least ten minutes had passed before I heard the
footsteps. I prayed that they were his footsteps as they approached.
Something was wrong! There were two people coming! Talking!
"She's rather beautiful in this position, isn't she."
It was Dan, but someone was with him! I was naked and now on display for
the pleasure of an unknown onlooker. Again I cursed the blindfold then
reminded myself that I would hardly like to face the person now enjoying my
situation.
"She has lovely breasts. Go ahead and feel how firm they are."
I was being offered as one might offer their pet! Seconds later I felt the
stranger's hands upon my breasts.
"Mmm, they are nice," he said as he fondled my breasts and pinched my tits.
"You'll enjoy watching her whipping. I'm sure that they'll move quite
seductively as she is lashed."
I suddenly became acutely aware of how exposed my breasts were, and for
that matter my back. I heard the slapping of leather and tried to make out
what was happening.
"Are you prepared, slave?"
His words brought me back to the present. I wasn't ready for any of this,
which is what was making it so damn erotic.
"Yes, sir."
The first stroke of the whip took my right breast. I twisted and pulled at
my bindings to no avail. The next stroke came quickly and stung my left
side. As the strokes continued and I twisted and turned, I realized the
wonderful show that I was putting on for my master and his friend. Somehow I
began to welcome each new stroke, writhing with it's sting, the sole object
of desire for these two men. My nipples had stiffened and I could imagine
the pink markings that the whip was implanting on my soft skin. I stroked
the smooth log with my crotch with every lash heightening my arousal.
Tiny rivulets of moisture slid downward from my armpits as the first stroke
came to my bared back. My arched back forced my breasts forward. SWAT! The
slender leather thongs stung again and again, Five, ten, fifteen, and
finally twenty strokes to my back. My torso now moist with perspiration, my
skin felt alive and sensitized. As quickly as it had began, my punishment
came to an end. After a wait of about ten minutes my wrists were released
from overhead and my ankles were untied. I wasn't sure if both men where
there, as things had been silent for some time. I was helped from the pole
on which I had sat for such a long time and again escorted through the woods
to an unknown destination. What would I face next?
My wrists were bound behind my back and pulled upward forcing me to bend
over placing my ass in a very compromising position. A firm hand gripped my
ankle and pulled it outward, securing it in place, and then did the same to
the other. Then it started. He began to gently stroke my inner thigh
working slowly from my knee upward until he just barely touched the outer
borders of my pussy. The first electric stroke had me moaning. Again and
again, each time his touch ventured a bit further until the assault was
centered as my exposed sex. My hips seemed to move without my permission,
trying to impale me on his fingers. His fingers softly stroked the outer
lips of my moist cunt.
"Yes, Yes," I softly moaned a he ventured deeper within me.
It was then that I felt hands softly cupping my breasts! Two hands, and yet
another neared my anxious clit! Both men were still here! He squeezed my
breasts firmly as my first lover finally made contact with my most sensitive
area. I thought I would pass out from pleasure as the two men attended to
me. After some time the fingers that has so delicately pleasured me pulled
away, much to my disappointment. It was then I felt the unmistakable touch
of a stiff cock rubbing against my ass! As my lover held my hips as, much to
my pleasure, his firm shaft found it's way into my tunnel.
"Open your mouth, slave."
Obediently I opened my mouth and took my other lover inside my moist lips.
I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I could scarcely concentrate on
either lover. My tongue massaged the warm shaft within my mouth as my
writhing hips welcomed the other deeper into my cunt. Our intensity grew and
grew as the men neared their peak exciting me and bringing me to the brink of
orgasm. It was as the man in my mouth came that my orgasm was triggered in
an explosion of pleasure. Moments later I felt the warm cum within my cunt.
I wanted them to stay within me, but all to soon the two retreated from my
body and my bonds were removed.
"You've done very well. I want you to stay here for ten minutes before you
remove the blindfold and leave. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Sir."
I was given a tender kiss on the cheek and then was left alone. I spent
time trying to recap what had happened before cautiously reaching for the
blindfold. It took a moment for my eyes to become accustomed to the bright
daylight, but in looking around I realized that I was alone in the same
clearing where the adventure had started. I looked about in hopes of
catching a glimpse of my lovers, but to no avail. I gathered my composure
and began to hike back out of the woods. Reaching the tree where I had left
my panties, I slipped on the delicate garment and continued my hike. A few
hundred yards later I recovered my bra, covered my tender breasts, and
continued toward the trail. Finally, there were my shoes...and my car keys.
But where was my dress? A simple note tucked into my shoe: "I'm sure you
look quite lovely just as you are." I slipped my shoes on and gripping my
car keys firmly I continued toward the trail reaching it in a couple minutes.
Dressed as I now was, I looked up and down the trail before stepping out
into the open, then came out onto the path. As quickly as I could walk I
moved toward my car and relative safety. Nervously looking ahead and behind
me I continued up the trail praying that I would not encounter any other
hikers. I had nearly made it when I rounded a blind bend in the trail and
came face to face with a young couple. My eyes widened in a panic!
"Hi, nice day isn't it," I managed to say, my voice cracking with
nervousness.
"Yes," they answered in a questioning tone.
"You just had to wear the sexy ones today," I told myself with disgust as I
continued on my way, not looking back to see if they were watching. I could
just imagine them trying to figure out where my outergarments had gone.
Finally, the parking lot! From behind a large tree I surveyed the area to
be sure that I would be unseen. A quick dash across the lot to the safety of
that lovely piece of Japanese metal and I was safe! Unable to find so much
as an old blanket in the trunk, I crouched low in the seat of the car as I
drove back to the city wearing nothing more than my "undies". I doubt that
I've ever been so happy to see my driveway as I was at that moment! Safe at
last. I slipped into the house and plopped into my favorite chair, breathing
a sigh of relief.
It was about half an hour later when I noticed the message light on my
answering machine. I pressed the button and waited for the unit to go
through it's cycle and play the message.
"Hi this is Dan. Well I guess you've backed out of our deal. I waited for
you for an hour and a half by the waterfall today and you never showed up.
I'm disappointed in you, Tina. Give me a call later if you want."
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