Enchanted Woods 1

In my early days of discovering chastity, I used to rent a house that was on the edge of a wooded area. I'd often have issues with mosquitoes and insects, and my major reason for staying there was simple: it was cheap. I'd resolved to move into a better place as soon as I could afford it.

It was not really a forest; the area was far too small to be given that title. I suppose for the purpose of this story, I'll just say 'the woods'. Technicalities, all of it, really.

The woods, then, did offer me something else. As I grew into my chastity kink, I started wearing my cage outside. I'd go to work caged, and it would stay on for short trips to the grocery store or to get food. I was getting hopelessly sucked into the world of chastity, and it was during this time that I came up with what was, frankly, an insane idea.

You see, another of my kinks, I'd discovered, was public nudity. Not that I'd ever done it, of course. I was far too scared. But looking at images of people nude in public, and concepts like 'clothed female nude male (CFNM)' excited me to no end. And so, one evening, with the sun having just set, an idea came into my mind. What if I tried public nudity in the woods? I'd be hard-pressed to remember seeing anyone wading through those woods in the time I'd lived there, and I hadn't seen any truly wild animals either. As the plan churned in my head, I became more and more resolved, and after just over thirty minutes of mulling it over, I decided to take a chance.

I took off my chastity cage for my public nudity debut. It was barely public, but for my first time, I decided to err on the side of caution. Of course, I was talking about caution for walking naked into the woods, but just in case I did get caught, the cage would probably make things worse. And so I stripped down, shut off all the lights at home and on the porch, and opened the door. It was dark enough, with only the slight lighting from the streetlights farther down the road that provided any illumination. It was not harsh enough for someone to be able to see me and recognize me immediately though. I left everything inside, even my phone. I put on my sneakers, but I didn't bother with socks. I locked the door, and put the single key in my shoe as I couldn't think of anything else. I didn't want to worry about holding on to the key while I looked around and tried to preserve my naked dignity.

I shut the door lightly so as to not draw any attention, but then pretty much ran towards the edge of the woods. The sneakers were made of rubber and there was no gravel to crunch so I made it there without much sound. I stood there, covering my bits and looking around to make sure that no one was around and no one had noticed me. Once content, I stood up straight, stopped covering myself, and walked into the woods.

It was exhilarating, and the combination of feeling the wind on my naked body and the apprehension of being caught was something I'd never felt before! I didn't stay out too long on that first day. My nerve ran out soon enough, and I sprinted back home, stopping every now and then and looking around to make sure I wasn't seen.

Since that day, I'd been doing this often. It was like my private way of fulfilling a public fantasy. A couple times I'd just about reached the edge of the woods when I heard voices, and without thinking twice I ran back inside. Eventually, I also got bolder, and started masturbating in the woods every time I went out there. I was still keeping the cage off on my visits. It didn't take me too long before I went out with the cage on.

Around this time, I'd also discovered a website that guys would use for 'cruising'. The app would have a map of the area and users would pop up on it. It was used mainly for hookups and stuff by guys, and my curiosity got the better of me. My first attempt was when I went to a park and jerked off a guy. That was all I did the first time, and I wore one of those surgical masks that remained from the pandemic days. I did a few more of these, and eventually, I started giving blowjobs too.

I'm not sure how many men, or especially women, would side with me here, but I absolutely love giving blowjobs. Something about having a big cock in my mouth, and the feeling of twitching and cumming at the end is a personal favourite of mine. Conversely, I'm not an enjoyer of getting one from someone else. In these meetups on the app, I'd usually just give blowjobs, and I enjoyed myself.

One day, I was a little bolder, and I made a new account. I put a picture of my chastity cage on it, the first time I'd ever done something like that. I got a few messages, and after picking and choosing through the responders, I selected one. He looked like a big man, and there was a promise of a huge cock. My location wasn't exact, but it was close, and as luck would have it, he remembered a 'woody area' around there. Little did he know he was talking about my very own playground.

I decided I'd give him the full treatment. I shaved, put on my pink micro chastity cage, and inserted a pink jewelled butt plug. Then, like I usually do, I left everything at home, and entered the woods with just a key in my sneakers and the special accessories on, and in, me. I had a mask on, and I walked a little deeper looking for him. I found him quickly enough, leaning against a tree and staring at his phone. The soft crumble of leaves beneath my soles alerted him to my presence and he looked up towards me. There was very little light coming through he trees, enough to make out shapes, but enough to appreciate a good, thick cock; or a small, locked one. He pointed his phone at me and I saw a quick flash. I wasn't prepared for that, and I instinctively covered myself. I was late in reacting though, and as I heard him whistle, I mentally thanked myself for putting the mask on.

He had some choice words to say about my look and asked me to turn around. I realized there wouldn't be much harm if he took a photo as my identity was still concealed. I turned around, and bent forward. I spread my legs and my ass cheeks, giving him a goof look at the heart-shaped jeweled plug. Another flash and another whistle. He clearly liked what he saw. I asked him to not take any more photos (and send me the ones he took), and get down to business. He put the phone back in his pocket, and walked towards me. He reached out with one hand and cupped my balls. I moaned a little, and then he pushed me down. I hunched down and reached out to the waistband of his pants. I pulled his trousers and underwear down, freeing his cock, which was a lot more impressive than the images he sent.

I felt him getting close, his breathing getting more ragged. When he was ready, he pulled out of my mouth and directed all of his cum on to my chest. The warm ropes hit my chest, and I felt precum ooze out of my own locked dick that was straining against its confines. He pulled me up and turned me around. He found the closest tree and pushed me towards it. I put my hands on the tree and jutted my ass out towards him. He put his hands on my back and pushed me down so I was bent forwards with my ass out. I wasn't sure what he wanted to do, until I felt his hand smack my ass hard. I wanted to cry out but I bit my lip. I heard him say, 'yes, good little bitch, stay silent', but the suddenness and the power of that hit had made me a little weak. He smacked me again, and again, and it took almost superhuman effort from my side to not cry out with a mixture of intense pain and intense ecstasy. There were tears coming to my eyes, and I was simultaneously on the verge of collapsing and orgasming. He spanked me a couple more times and then stopped.

I felt his fingers near my asshole, pressing down on my plug. His fingers were wet, presumably through spit, and he was slowly pulling the butt plug out. I moaned as I felt it coming out, but he didn't pull it out completely. Instead he took it out halfway and then pushed it back in. I gasped as I felt the fullness come back. He wasn't done though, as he kept doing it a few times. My cock was locked, but it didn't stop the cum trickling through the grills of the cage. He let go of me, and I dropped down on the ground, spent.

"You were a very good boy"

He snapped a photo of me. I'd managed to pull the mask back on to my face, but the rest of me, half-covered in his cum and half-covered in my own, was visible in all its glory.

"I will see you soon."

With that he left.

I must have been lying there for a good few minutes. If anyone had come through there and spotted me, I'd have been powerless to do anything. Eventually, I got up and walked back. I was far too tired even to keep track of my surroundings and I pretty much walked back in a haze. I picked up the key and opened the door. Locking it behind me, I went into the bathroom and turned on the hot shower. I mustered up some energy and took out the butt plug, then unlocked the cage as everything needed a thorough cleanse.

I did everything quickly, dried off, and collapsed onto the bed.

I slept in late the next morning, but when I woke up, I immediately remembered everything I did last night. I grabbed my phone from the drawer and saw some messages. It was him, and he had sent me a few photos. I shouted when I saw the images, it was me, all naked and locked and displayed. The mask was some consolation, but those images made me aroused again. I masturbated to the memories of last night, then ran into the bathroom to put the cage back on.

I prepared to respond to him, "When can we do this again?"