By Louetta

Tied in the forest.



It's a little chilly for this. Twigs and rocks hurt the bottoms
of my feet as I walk through the woods.

In the clearing my bare back presses against the rough trunk of
the tree, my arms reach behind me 'round the tree. My legs part
and I put my feet on either side of the tree. I shiver in the
cold and a little in fear. I close my eyes as my wrists are bound
behind the tree. Then more rope under my bare breasts binding me
tight to the tree. More rope around my tummy. More rope above one
knee, round back of the tree and then round the other knee,
spreading my soft white thighs. More rope around each ankle and
behind the tree.

I try to take stock. The ropes are tight. My breath now comes
faster. I bites my lip as now my boobs are bound. I squirm some
as the the ropes bite into my tender flesh. Now a strip of cloth.
I opens my mouth to receive the gag. A short cord tied around my
face holds it in place.

Now I am alone with my nakedness, my vulnerability, my
helplessness. I struggle against my ropes, trying to reach the
knots holding me securely to the tree. My breasts rise and fall
as I struggle.

Time passes and I struggle more and more to free myself but it is
no use. Now it is getting colder. Darkness begins to fall. Tears
glisten in my eyes and I longs to be set free. Then there is
someone there. As he comes closer I feel my body come to
attention. My nipples harden, my pussy, already wet, moistens
more. He comes near. I squirm in my bonds and pleads with my wet,
brown eyes.

Then I see the whip. He comes close and gently moves my hair from
my eyes. Slowly he starts to whip me. Softly at first, then
harder, then harder still. More and more it hurts. More and more
and soon I start softly to cry. And still he goes on. And on and
on. And I cry more and more. Finally my head falls to my bare
chest. How long will this last?

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