When I awoke this morning, I fondly remembered the dream I'd been having before the soft tones of my alarm woke me up. Lazily, I rolled over and silenced the alarm and as I did, I felt a twinge of pain and that 'I've had sex' feeling in my bits below.
I grabbed the pen and paper I kept on the nightstand and began to jot down the memory before it faded into the abyss of the breaking dawn...
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I opened my eyes; I was tied to a tree! The area was thick with trees; a boreal forest somewhere in the eastern slopes of the Rocky Mountains, I guessed. The familiar pine and spruce trees soared above me; the wind trembled the leaves of the odd Aspen. Looking up, I realized I was tied to the bright green leafed tree.
My arms were secured, tied behind the tree. My legs were spread further apart each wrapped with rope at the ankles and tied to different trees to my left and to my right. I tugged the bindings, they were tight.
I was wearing a soft peach baby doll nighty with sheer cups, slender straps and ruching at the waste as it flowed into soft rippling pleats that danced softly with the cool spring breeze. I was wearing white stockings with peach bows that ended just above my knees. I knew I wasn't wearing panties as they were stuffed in my mouth.
Standing splayed and confused, I was unsure how I got there. My eyes looked around and tried to spot someone to help me. I noticed the truck before I saw him; black, lifted Dodge Ram which made me giggle when I saw him come around from the side. He had a feather teaser in his left hand and a black riding crop in his right. As he walked toward me, I was struck by how handsome he was. He was familiar but I didn't know him by name. A blind date of sorts arranged through a BDSM lifestyle website.
As he approached, I wondered how far he would go. I closed my eyes thinking of the conversations we'd had when I felt the soft tickle of the feathers between my legs. Up one thigh, across my pussy and down the other. The *snap*, the crop slapped my nipple, first the right: then the left. He slapped my nipples until they were erect.
The tickler moved up to tickle my neck and behind my ears, The soft touch of the feathers taking my attention away from his other hand which raised the crop and brought it down square on my cunt, leaving a stinging burning pain to radiate through me.
It was a very confusing set of sensations. From behind me, he wrapped a soft cloth around my eyes and secured it behind my head, catching fine hairs from my head, which prompted me to let an "ow!" escape my lips.
"Shhhh now, that didn't hurt compared to what I'm going to do... A blindfold so you can feel and experience everything far more deeply as you'll be using all your other senses to feel." He whispered in my ear. "You'd be far too nervous to relax otherwise."
I felt his breath on my neck and his fingers laced around my throat.
"Stand still, girl." He told me as his right hand closed tightly around my neck, ever so slightly constricting my breath. Stand still, girl," he tells me as his hand closes tightly around my neck, ever so slightly constricting my breath.
I stop wiggling for a minute before my wetness gets the best of me.
"Uh uh, girl. I told you to stop wiggling." He hissed in my ear. "Lean forward." He pulled the panties from my mouth and thrusted something phallic into my mouth. He slapped my ass, warming it up from the kiss of the spring morning air.
"You know what's coming, don't you? Good girls who listen and don't wiggle do not get punished. Naughty sluts like you, well... You best get that plug wet."
He flipped the back part of my baby doll over my back. He slapped me again, three times and he popped the plug from my mouth.
In one swift movement, he parted my ass just enough to press the plug against me.
"Now, you naughty little slut... I'm going to teach you a lesson about how to be good. I told you to stand still, and you did not." He pressed it firmer against me and I felt it slide in just a bit, opening me up.
"I'm going to force this in you because you've given me no choice. Perhaps this will serve as a reminder."
I felt him press on the plug and it forced its way into me. It opened me up and it hurt; forcing it in so quickly.
I cried out and his hand immediately went to my throat; "Quiet, slut. My girls don't squawk. You broke the rules; you pay the price."
His hands closed around my throat, choking me. With gentle pressure, he took away my ability to breathe.
He hissed in my ear what a nasty little cunt I was and just when I felt like I was starting to go slack, he released my throat and slapped me across the face. He placed his lips on mine, kissing me softly as his hand wandered between my legs, opening my slit and letting him feel just how very excited I was. He slipped one finger inside me and brought it to my lips, forcing me to taste myself.
