They were taking a hike in the woods of southern VT. It was a beautiful, warm, summer-like fall weekend. Following a path that meandered along a rocky brook, they skirted the edge of a field before entering a stand of trees, sparsely scattered. The land became rockier. They had to scramble over and around boulders. The brook continued its way beside their path until a turn took them higher up, leaving the brook behind. Now they were heading more inland.
She was getting hot and sweaty and made the suggestion to bushwhack back to the brook. She had noticed there were plenty of dammed up pools. She would love to cool off in one of them. He followed as she scrambled through the underbrush and slipped down the steep bank until she came to the water.
Without waiting, she slipped her t-shirt off and pulled off her shorts. She stood on a rock and dipped her toes in the cold water. Wearing just her bra and panties, she sat down and splashed herself. He watched. There was no sign of the path - they were well-hidden. They hadn't come across anyone all day anyway.
She quickly dunked her body into the pool and screamed from the shock of the cold, shooting back out. He could see her hard nipples through the fabric of her lacy bra. She looked over at him. He smiled at her. Do you want me to warm you up? he asked. Not yet, I'll dunk myself again. Down she went. The ice-cold water was invigorating but she could only take a quick minute. Back on the rock, the sun started to immediately warm her skin. She started feeling a little naughty. She pulled her bra off and tugged off her panties and spread herself over the rock so he could see her pussy.
You're giving me all kinds of ideas, he told her. Such as...? He looked around. He noticed 2 young trees standing just about the right distance from each other. Come here, you! He reached out his hand and pulled her up off the rock. She followed obediently, like he knew she would. He took out some lengths of rope from his backpack. A boy scout is always prepared! He took one hand and tied it to one tree, and did the same to the other. He told her to spread her legs as far as she could. Something made her want to resist. She felt humiliated and embarrassed whenever he made her do this. But she had to obey. He tied each ankle to the tree closest.
To be tied up outside was a first for her. She could feel the breeze caress her entire body. It added to the sensual experience, as if Nature were joining in on the foreplay. She looked at him. He had that intense, lusty animal look that was sexy and also a tad scary. She tested the ropes but as always, he gave her no choice. She wiggled her body.
What are you going to do to me? she asked quaveringly. Her nipples were still hard. He loved her hard nipples. What to do next? He had some clamps and also string. Aha! He took out the clamps. He knew she wasn't used to them, he usually used clothespins. He pulled out her nipple and clamped onto it. OW! That hurt! she yelled. He did the same to her other nipple. OW! OUCH!! You bastard. He tied some string to the clamp and extended it down and out, tying the other end to her toe. He did the same to the other clamp and toe. It was exerting a constant downward pressure that was just on the edge of being too painful to tolerate. It would be worse if she moved her toes.