June was always the best month for camping and this particular June weekend was no exception. The skies were cloudless and the temperatures would get up to the low nineties. It was this reason that David Kurnz and Kim Barr were invited by a group of their friends to the mountains for a camping excursion. David and Kim weren't really the kind of people that liked the outdoors that much but their friends insisted and so they went. The reason for this was because David and Kim were more of the geek and nerd variety of people. They were the kind that found more enjoyment in things that were done indoors especially a few activities that were done behind a closed and locked door with drawn window shades and silenced cell-phones.
It was early morning. Dave and Kim were sitting by their tent near the fire-pit.
David Kurnz was a man nearing his thirties. He had very dark brown hair. So much so that sometimes it would be confused for black but not in the light of the bright sunshine. He was also a rather slim individual but he was starting to develop his muscles thanks to his trips to the gym every other day. Even though he was camping he was still wearing his geek and nerd pride on his shirt which was blue with a telephone box and bold letters printed on it that said, "The Angels Have the Phone Box" while he was reading a copy of "Bad Behavior" by Mary Gaitskill.
Kim Barr was about the same age as David - give or take a year. Just like Dave she also wore a shirt that displayed her geek pride. Hers had the 8-bit characters of Pac-man while beneath it there were the words "Back in the day..." She had reddish hair that was made into a pixie cut which she always found cute and so did Dave. Her body was similar to Dave's in that she was rather slim but that fact wasn't always apparent given how she had a tendency to dress in clothes that were a couple sizes larger than her. Despite Dave's encouragement of "if you've got it, flaunt it, love" but her response was, "I'm not that brave yet, hon." And just like Dave, she too was reading, except she had gone an extra step in technology and was reading on her iPad.
As they read they were called.
"Dave. Kim."
They looked up to find Andy Morgan had called to them. He was already dressed in his rubber boots, fishing vest that had all of its pockets stuffed to bursting point, a bucket hat, a tackle box and his fishing rod. Dave wanted to laugh because of how Andy looked like a cartoon fisherman. The only thing that would have made it even more cliché and perfect is if he caught a rubber tire, a boot and a tin can. Or perhaps a plastic water bottle to make things more modern.
"We're all going down to the river to fish. Wanna come?"
Dave shook his head and so did Kim.
"Suit yourselves." Andy shrugged as he, his wife, and several others went down the path to the river.
In the silence that followed Dave kept looking up and around the camp site, then back down to his page. A few moments later he turned his head to give the campsite a good look and he grew a very sinister grin. This behavior did not go unnoticed by Kim.
"What is it, Dave?" She asked.
"Did you bring that set of clothes with you?" Dave asked, "The one that is fairly old and that you wouldn't miss?"
"Yes but why?"
"Get dressed in them." Dave ordered. "We're going for a hike, little girl."
The moment that she heard her Master call her by that name made Kim shiver in the most wonderful way. It started as a tingle at the top of her spine and shook down to a vibrating quiver in her womanhood. Without another word of question she took off for the inside of her tent. Dave, on the other hand, went for a green backpack that he had prepared the night before with a few items that would be needed for this excursion.
He waited in his fold-up chair for Kim to come back out.
At last she did. The old clothes that she wore were a pair of old gym shorts and a baggy faded Hard Rock Cafe t-shit from Las Vegas that was specked with house paint and frayed at the edges of the cuffs.
"Do you remember our safety words?" Dave asked.
"Yes, Master," she said bowing her head, "'Yellow' if you're going too hard but I don't want you to stop and 'red' if I want you to stop completely."
"And if your mouth is gagged?"
"I will simply hum Beethoven's Fifth if you're going too hard," She said and hummed the five opening notes of the musical piece as an example. "If I want you to stop then I will hum the original 'Star Trek' theme."
"Very good," Dave said and assumed his Dominant posture, "You kept me waiting, little girl."
Kim bowed her head, "I'm sorry, sir."
"I'll deal with that later. Let's get going."
He folded up his chair and strapped on his green backpack and led the way into the woods with Kim following obediently behind. He made sure that he could remember his path back to camp but he needed a spot that was secluded and out of the way.
At last he found just the right spot. There was a tall and thick pine tree.
He looked behind and found Kim standing there.
"Go over to that tree." Dave ordered. "With your chest to its trunk, wrap your arms around it as far as you can and spread your legs as wide as you can without falling."
"Yes sir." Kim bowed her head and went over to the tree and did as Dave ordered. Her face was against the bark of tree and so were her chest, her palms, and the skin of her thighs, knees, and calves. She could feel the roughness of the bark against her but she dare not protest for she would be punished for making him wait while she changed.
With Kim in the ordered position, Dave pulled off his backpack along with the chair that he unfolded and set it in the grass. He reached into the bag and pulled out his favorite rope that he loved to use on Kim along with a pair of medical scissors. The rope was a red solid braid with a thickness of 5/16". Unraveling it he came around the tree to where Kim was holding her position like the good girl that Dave had trained her to be. He tied the rope to her wrists and then around the trunk of the tree. Cutting the rope he proceeded to tie up her ankles to the trunk of the tree.
"Try to move now, little girl." Dave ordered in a taunting tone.
Kim tried to wiggle but she could barely move her arms or her legs. The only thing that she could move was her buttocks and that she could only move left and right as well as up and down a just a little.
"Very good." Dave said as he petted Kim on her head. Going back to his bag he brought back a few more items for Kim. The first was a blindfold that he slipped over her eyes. It was the kind that she wouldn't be able to shake off no matter how hard she would shake her head. Then again with the position that she was tied in she could barely move her head at all.
"Open your mouth." Dave ordered.
Kim did so and he inserted a gag into mouth. Pulling one strap to the side of her face and slipping the other strap between her face and the trunk of the tree. Kim tried to accommodate Dave by tilting her head to the side to give the strap more ease.
"Good girl." Dave said as he patted her head again.
Next was the final item that he had: earplugs. He shoved one into Kim's exposed ear and then brought the other one to the ear that was against the tree. Once again she accommodated him by tilting her head so that he could get the earplug in more easily. Dave took a step back and admired his own handiwork. He was suddenly thankful that he came on this camping trip. He reached into his back pocket where he had set his medical scissors. He opened and closed them to make sure that they were in good working order before set his eyes upon Kim's clothes.
First, he pulled at her old Hard Rock shirt, cutting up the back in a strait line then down the length of the shirt cuffs. Beneath it he could see Kim's flesh squirming. That was when he yanked the shirt away from her body, even pulling a few bits of the bark with it. Tossing it aside he went for the gym shorts. Cutting up one leg to the waist band and then cutting up the other leg to the waist band. With another great pull, Kim was nearly exposed to him. All that stood in the way was her underwear. He cut at her bra straps and then at the fabric near the clasp. He yanked it away again and he could hear Kim cry out from beneath the gag.
He traced the cool metal of the scissors up her arms, across her shoulders, down her back, and up her legs. She was shivering and he could tell that she was loving every minute of this. With a pair of final snips he cut at her panties and pull them away tossing them aside onto the pile of cut clothes. The only items of clothes that she had left were her hiking boots.
