I walked barefoot in the forest, tentatively feeling the dewy grass mixed with sharp twigs underfoot. Slowly pacing through the treeline, my hands brushing along the foliage, fingers trailing along the bark. As I explored deeper in, it became denser, the leaves replaced by thorns and nettles. Small abrasions became deeper cuts as I strode onwards towards the clearing.
The scent of the forest enveloped my olfactory senses as I made it into the expanse, my toes grinding into the soft dirt. Your arms are on my shoulders, causing a frisson. You whisper in my ear, then slowly place the blindfold on me. I feel your hands pull my cotton shift down to my waist from behind, exposing me to the elements, your fingers roughly around my breasts, causing me to groan.
You command me to cross my arms behind my back, clasping the opposite elbow. The tautness of the rope surprises me, causing me to gasp. Locked in place, you encircled me with another rope, three loops around the upper slope of my breasts. The third rope was positioned just beneath my breasts and tightened. I heard my skirt being ripped, tumbling onto my feet as you revealed my nakedness to the world.
A gentle hand on my shoulder and I slowly kneel on the floor, the ropes binding tighter as my posture changed. I could feel my breasts had expanded, the complex ropes being strained against. My nipples were fully erect, the combination of cold air and excitement causing me to tingle between my thighs. Slowly you rubbed my areoles, my nipples being teased like never before.
I stay like this for I don’t know how long, an eerie silence around me. A palm under my chin, and you gently guide me back to my feet. A fourth rope is tied around me, trimming my waist, forcing my stomach into a rounded bowl due to this constriction. You run your fingers through my damp thatch, causing me to part my legs. I feel another length of rope being passed through my legs. Once secured against my tendons and outer sides of my labia, you move to my hair, tying it into a pigtail.
You raise my hands behind my head, binding my wrists then securing down my back to my waist. Pulling it tight, my hands shot up behind my shoulder blades, elbows pointed outwards. I feel my breasts drawn upwards, followed by your tender kisses along my exposed armpits. I bite my lip, stifling my growing ecstasy. Slowly I feel your touch along my mons, then the touch of silk inside me, the new cord drawn between my arse cheeks. One knot was pressurising my clitoris, the other slowly buried in my anus. My ponytail is pulled back sharply, and I am suspended in place by another cord.
Another hand on my shoulder and I am lowered to the ground to my knees again. You splay my legs apart, drawing the cord around my labia even tighter, as if it disappeared inside me. As you stroke my front, you rock my body against you, provoking stronger sensations throughout my body. I grind and twist my hips and pelvis to prolong this ecstasy, masturbating against these strong bonds.
Once my orgasm had broken against me, you undid my bonds and kissed my ligatures before bringing me to another rapture with your mouth.
You left me there in the forest, broken with pleasure. I lay there til the night fell, an ache for you in my soul.
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