"Andrea in the Woods" (revised)
by P.V.
My name is Andrea, and I'm an attractive blond in my early twenties
who lives alone in an area known as Timber Coulee in southwest
Wisconsin. It is a beautiful place with woods all around and numerous
large hills. Recently, I went through a self bondage ordeal that was so
exciting, I simply had to write about it.
On a Friday morning in late August, I awoke and saw that it was gently
raining outside and the temperature was 71 degrees. Warm, rainy days
make me extremely horny so I decided to call in sick to work and do
something I had wanted to do for the past couple of weeks.
After quickly eating, washing up, and getting dressed in jeans, a
white T-shirt, and white tennis shoes, I placed my necessary bondage
gear in a small backpack along with a bottle of water and some insect
repellant. Then I headed outside towards an abandoned farm about two
miles away. The farm had been for sale for over a month, and I had
previously inspected the property and found it to be ideal for self
bondage.
As I walked down the gravel road, my T-shirt was getting damp from the
mist in the air and my nipples were becoming visible. I didn't worry
about anyone noticing, though, because the road was rarely used and the
few homes that I passed were quite a distance away from the road and had
long driveways.
After nearly an hour of walking, I reached the farm which consisted of
an old, run down house about twenty yards from the road, a chicken coup
with a pile of junk behind it, and a large barn which was behind the
house. The barn had only one entrance, which was a set of large doors
in front that opened outward and were kept closed by a board that slid
into two slots, one in each door. I grabbed the handle of the board,
pulled to the right, and it fell free. Going back to the far right
corner of the barn, I took the keyring out of my bag and set it on the
floor. These were the keys to each of my padlocks. After making sure
the locks in my bag were still open, I went back outside towards the
road, leaving the barn doors slightly open.
On the opposite side of the road, there was a logging trail that lead
nearly a mile up to the top of a large hill. The trail was about 10
feet wide and went through a dense forest. I headed upwards and soon
saw a small shed that had probably been used by the farm's former owner
during hunting season. From my previous visit, I knew that the shed was
empty and unlocked, with a hasp on the door. As I approached it, my
heart began racing and the wetness between my legs was almost
unbearable. Standing at the door, I looked around to see if anyone was
watching. Seeing nothing but the trees and hearing only the gentle
rainfall striking the leaves, I set down my backpack and began to take
off my clothes.
First, I removed my shoes and set them inside the shed.
Then, I pulled my T-shirt over my head, releasing my 36C breasts.
Finally, I unbuttoned my jeans and tugged them off, exposing my wet,
shaven pussy as well as my well rounded ass. I quickly threw my clothes
in the shed, shut the door, and locked it with a padlock from my
backpack. Now, I was completely naked in the woods and would have to
walk back across the road to the barn to get the keys that would unlock
the shed. My plan was now half complete. Taking the insect repellent
out, I sprayed my whole body. Then I put my backpack on and continued
up the trail. Feeling the warm rain falling on my skin and the gentle
breeze caressing my nude body soon became too much to handle. I dropped
to my knees and squeezed my nipples with my left hand, while rubbing my
clit with my right hand. In less than a minute, I shuddered through an
intense orgasm. When it was over, I stood up and continued up the
trail, fondling my tits, ass, and pussy as I walked.
The dirt trail had been turned into mud, which made my journey a
little more difficult, but the feel of the cool mud squishing in between
my toes was incredible. Soon, I was at the top of the hill where the
trail and the woods abruptly ended. There was a large clearing with a
corn field in the middle about 50 yards away from the edge of the woods.
In the distance, to my left, was another farmhouse. I poked my head out
and didn't see anyone, so I dashed through the clearing towards the
cornfield. My tits were bouncing so much that I had to cup them with my
hands as I ran. Even with this support, they still jiggled wildly, as
did my ass, but I pressed on until I reached the field. I entered it
and made my way past the first couple rows of corn stalks, which were
over 6 feet tall. Then I stopped and realized that the rain was ending.
I was a little disappointed, but after taking off my backpack and
emptying it's contents on the ground, I quickly became horny again and
continued with my plan.
First, I put on my black leather wrist and ankle cuffs, and locked
them on with padlocks. Then, I put on my black leather belt with metal
rings on either side and in back. After making sure it was tight, but
not too tight, I put a padlock through the front and locked it on.
Next, I grabbed the two chains that I kept locked together in the shape
of a letter "T". One chain was six inches long and the other was three
feet long. One end of the longer chain was locked to the middle of the
shorter chain. With the six inch chain, I put a padlock on each end and
locked them to my ankle cuffs. This would enable me to walk, but I
would have to take very small steps. Then, I picked up my red ball gag
and put it in my mouth, wrapping the leather straps firmly around my
head and locking it into place with another small padlock.
Suddenly, I felt a stinging sensation in my left shoulder and realized
that a mosquito just bit me. My repellant must have washed off in the
rain, so I sprayed myself down again and picked up the last padlock.
Getting down on my knees, I took the free end of the long chain and slid
it through the the ring on the back of my belt and through the rings of
my wrist cuffs. Then, I put the lock through the end link of the chain
and through another link in the chain, just below the ring in my belt.
After taking a moment to make sure everything was in place, I snapped
the lock shut.
For the first couple of minutes, I struggled and tried to wiggle free,
but the bonds did not budge. I desperately wanted to touch my burning
pussy, but with my hands secured behind my back as they were, this was
impossible. Then, seemingly out of thin air, I heard a buzzing sound in
the distance. After listening for a minute and still not knowing what
the source of the noise was, I decided to get up and head back to the
trail.
Getting up on my feet was not difficult, but the chain attached to the
belt and wrist cuffs kept me from standing straight up. After taking
baby steps to the edge of the corn field, I poked my head out, looked to
my right, and saw the souce of the buzzing sound. Two people, probably
teenage boys, were riding dirtbikes through the mud around the farm in
the distance.
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"Damn", I thought to myself. Now I will have to make my way back to
the trail without being spotted. My plan was to walk left, to the end
of the corn field opposite of the farm, and go through the clearing into
the woods, then walk back to the trail using the trees as cover. Slowly,
I made my way through the corn field, making sure not to cut myself on
the large, grasslike blades protruding from the stalks, and looked out
into the clearing. Seeing no one, I hobbled as quickly as possible
through the clearing until I reached the treeline. Before entering the
woods, I noticed poison ivy and burning nettles were littered throughout
the forest floor, as well as many large, dead trees and branches that
would make walking almost impossible.
"Shit!", I tried to yell, which sounded more like "Mmpphh!" through
the ball gag. This meant that I would have to walk out in the open to
get to the trail. Now I had two choices: wait until the boys get done
racing, which could take hours, or get moving as fast a I can and hope
they don't notice me. Since the sun was now coming out through the
clouds and was almost directly overhead, I knew that it was around noon
and if I wanted to get to my keys, and my clothes before nightfall, I
would have to take my chances and go now.
Staying as close to the treeline as possible, I walked out from behind
the cover of the corn field and kept a careful eye on the boys, who
looked almost like ants in the distance. Their dirtbikes were still
buzzing wildly, which made my heart beat faster and my feet try to move
quicker. A few times I stumbled over the chain and almost fell, but I
always managed to regain my balance and keep walking. I began to wonder
what it would be like if they did see me and came to investigate. They
woud find a beautiful, young woman nude, bound, and gagged with no one
else around. They could do anything they wanted to me and I would be
totally helpless. The thought made me terribly horny and I tried again
to touch my pussy, but all I could touch was my smooth, sexy ass. It
bounced and jiggled as I walked, so I caressed it and occasionally
slapped and groped it. My tits were swaying back and forth, and all I
could do was look down at them and wish someone was sucking on my
nipples, which were extremely hard.
My fantasies stopped for a moment when I saw that the trail was right
in front of me. Feeling both relieved and disappointed that I made it
without being spotted, I began walking down the trail. It was slow
going and I stopped and ducked down several times, swearing I heard
someone walking in the woods. Usually, the source of the noise was a
squirrel or deer rustling leaves as it moved. When I felt that it was
safe, I would slowly get back up and continue walking.
It was at least mid-afternoon when I finally made it to the shed.
"Soon I will be free and have my clothes back" I thought, relieved that
the end was near. My jaw was aching, my thighs were trembling, I was
thirsty, and my insect repellent was starting to wear off, allowing
those damned mosquitos to begin biting me again.
As I approached the road, the farmhouse started coming into view,
along with a small, red car parked in the driveway. Immediately, I
froze and looked for the owner. Not seeing anyone, and hearing only my
own heartbeat, I decided to duck down and shuffle to my left, behind
some small bushes and tall grass near the edge of the treeline. After
waiting a few minutes, I decided to just lay down and wait for whoever
was down there to leave. Soon, my nerves began to calm down and I
realized that the possibility of getting caught was really turning me
on, as was the feel of my nude body lying on the cool grass that was
still slightly damp from the rain earlier. Once again, I struggled in
my bonds, trying to touch my pussy, but it was no good. The bonds
absolutely refused to give and I was forced to grab my asscheeks and
begin humping the grass in order to bring myself to climax. It didn't
take long before I came, shuddering through the intense orgasm and
moaning through my gag. When it was over, I felt very relaxed and
decided to stay where I was and listen for the car to leave. My eyes
slowly began to close and when I opened them, the sun had nearly set and
it was getting very dark. Panicked, I quickly rose to my feet and
looked to see if the car had left. It was difficult to see, but the car
appeared to be gone, so I looked both ways down the road and crossed it
as quickly as possible.
As I walked over the road, the slightly painful
feeling of gravel stinging my feet was joined by the discomforting
feeling caused by my filled bladder. "First things first" I thought.
"Get the keys, free myself, go pee, then get my clothes".
As I came to the house, I could clearly see that the car was gone.
"Nothing can stop me now" I muttered to myself while making my way to
the barn. When I got there, however, I saw that the doors were shut and
the securing board had been slid into place. At first, I couldn't
believe what I was seeing, but the realization of my problem soon hit me
and I began to tremble with fright. Whoever was here must have seen
that the doors were open and shut them. I franticly tried to grab the
handle of the securing board for a while, but it was about four feet off
the ground and I couldn't reach it. Then, I turned around and tried to
relax and think. I could have easily bitten the handle and pulled the
board out with my teeth, but that was impossible because of the damn
ball gag.
Then the answer came to me. What I needed was a stick or pipe at
least two feet long that would fit into the handle and allow me to pull
the board free. I tried to find something, but the sun had just set and
it was difficult to see anything. My only choice was to wait until
morning to start my search, but first I needed to pee quite badly so I
squatted down and relieved myself. It felt great to finally get that
out of my system. Afterwards, I shuffled several feet away and laid
down on the cool, damp grass, listening to the insects and occasionally
getting bitten by mosquitos. My jaw was aching terribly and I was
hungry and thirsty, but I told myself that if I just stuck to my plan
and kept a clear head, tomorrow I would be free.
Throughout the evening, I saw the headlights of several cars go past
the farm. For a short time, I considered going over to the road to stop
someone and get help, but in my predicament I just couldn't do it. The
embarrassment would be overwhelming, and how would I know that whoever
stopped would not simply take advantage of me? I decided the best thing
to do was relax and try to get some rest.
It took quite a while for sleep to overtake me, but it finally did and
I awoke to the sun shining in the east. Instantly, I rose to my feet
and looked for something to use to open the barn doors. There was an
old, wooden stick, probably a handle for a shovel or something similar,
on the ground along the side of the barn so I picked it up and drug it
to the barn doors. Firmly grabbing one end, I carefully tried to push
the other end up through the handle, which took a little time
considering I had to hold the stick behind my back. After several
tries, the stick was through the handle and I pulled to the right. The
board began to move and I heard a sharp "snap" as the stick broke in
two. "Shit!" I tried to scream through my gag as I dropped the remains
of the stick to the ground. It would have worked, but I needed to find
something stronger. So, off I went again looking for anything that
might work and keeping an eye out for cars. There wasn't anything else
useful by the barn, but the chicken coup had a large pile of junk in
back and I headed straight for it.
Since the front door of the chicken
coup faced the house, being behind the building put me in plain view of
the road. There were no cars in sight, so I began to look through the
pile very carefully. Many sharp objects like barbed wire, pieces of
sheet metal, and boards with nails in them were in the pile and I didn't
want to cut myself. While searching, I found a narrow, metal fence
post. It was about 4 feet long and would easily fit into the handle so
I grabbed it and began pulling it out of the pile. As I looked up, I
saw a car coming and quickly drug the post behind me and hid around the
side of the coup until the car passed the farm. Then, I went back to
the barn doors and pushed the post into the handle. This time, nothing
broke and the board slid all the way out and fell to the ground. I was
so excited that I almost couldn't believe it had worked. Sliding my
fingers in between the doors, I pulled them outwards and turned around.
Walking inside the barn, I headed straight to the far corner and knelt
down to pick up my keys. The keys were all different so it took a while
to find out which key fit into which lock. Also, my hands were sweaty
and trembling from all the excitement. Even with these setbacks, I
patiently went through the keys until finding the one that opened the
lock behind my back. Once that was done, I had no problem opening all
the other locks and removing my ball gag. My jaw hurt so badly that I
started to cry, but I knew that the pain would go away in time.
Now, all I needed were my clothes from the shed and I could go home.
Leaving all my bondage items on the floor, to be picked up later, I took
the keys and headed outside towards the trail. As I neared the road, I
saw a car in the distance and paused for a moment, considering what to
do. I decided to go for it and dashed across the road and up the trail,
hoping that the driver was too far away to see me, or at least too far
away to notice that I was nude. When the shed was in sight, I stopped
and looked back at the road. Half expecting the driver to stop the car
at the trail, or at least slow down, I was relieved to see the car pass
right on by.
I then went to the shed and unlocked the door. Walking inside, I
quickly threw my clothes on and headed home. It took me a while to get
back, and the first thing that I did was drink a couple large glasses of
water. Then I took a warm bath and thought about how lucky I was to be
free, and about what my next self bondage game would be.
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