Continued from Laura's Viagra Party...
Darren and I both had a few weeks off university at the moment, we were in between term times. He'd come back down to stay at my house for the three weeks we had together before he'd need to return up north.
We were lying naked in bed, relaxing after another sex session, Darren spooning me while running a finger up and down my back, teasing me by touching right by my arsehole then moving his hand back up to my shoulder blades, tracing imaginary lines across my back.
"Is this getting me to watch you fuck other men going to be a regular occurrence now?" he suddenly said.
It had been a couple of weeks since I'd seduced Jim and Alfie into thinking I was injured, then fucking them while Darren watched via the laptop. A few weeks before that I was supposed to be a stripper for Darren's roommate Dean and ended up fucking him after seeing his big cock. Even though Darren had admitted to liking it, his bringing the subject up shocked me.
"I hadn't thought about it," I replied, trying to act as innocent as possible, "but I don't need to with you here now."
"What about if you do so again, but under my terms this time?" he continued.
I was intrigued. I did enjoy sex a lot, and since the incident with the security guards I had been conjuring up plans and schemes where I might get caught, and hopefully punished. Being used by the three of them, in turn, had been an amazing turn-on. My plans didn't always involve Darren watching, however. I'd thought at first the excitement had been him knowing, but I'd realised now that I'd have enjoyed each incident whether Darren had been watching or not. Teasing and then fucking Dean, then Jim and Alfie, made me realise that I'd not given Darren too much thought at the time.
"Did you have something in mind?" I asked inquisitively. My mind was racing at the prospect.
"Yes, actually we'll do it tonight. I need to go out this afternoon to get something, we'll eat earlier then go out."
Darren wouldn't tell me what he had planned. He went over to my underwear drawer and took out a white lacy thong and a matching bra, which was strapless. He also got out a pair of white holdup stockings, telling me I had to wear these but could wear anything over the top of them, jeans and a t-shirt if I wanted. I'd always had a decent suntan, and had been topping it up after the last week of glorious sunshine, so knew the white undies would be a good contrast against my skin.
Darren got up and dressed, and told me he'd see me later. He still wouldn't say where he was off to. He'd barely left the house before I was fingering myself in anticipation.
He returned a few hours later, saying he'd left some things in the boot of his car. We ate, then around 7 pm, he told me to go and get ready. I put on the underwear eagerly and decided to wear a summer dress and a pair of white heels. We got in the car and drove for about thirty minutes, then pulled into a park in the middle of a housing estate, and drove along the narrow road that ran alongside some train tracks.
There was a rough car park a little further on where Darren parked up. He went to the boot and took out a small backpack. He still wouldn't give me any clues as to what we were doing there. We walked along a pathway that led between trees, walking away from the way we'd drove in. Darren was looking all around him as we walked and, looking up as a train passed nearby, stopped and paused.
"Ah, perfect," he said.
He left the path and walked towards the train tracks, then stopped by a large tree. We were about thirty yards from the pathway, the other side of the tree was clear until the tracks, which were about another fifty yards away.
Darren looked up at the tree, there was a tree branch about fifteen feet up that was quite thick, and angled up alongside the tree trunk. He fished something out of the backpack, and threw it in the air, holding on to the other end. It went over the branch the first time of asking, and when he caught it again I noticed it was a thick chain. Each end had something leather looking on it.
Darren pulled on the chain to make sure the branch wouldn't move or snap, and when he was happy told me to take off my dress. My mind was racing as I slipped the dress to the floor, then he beckoned me to him. The leather parts were cuffs to go on my wrists. He fastened one, then to do the other I had to raise my arms above my head. Darren fastened it, then asked me to try moving about. I could walk, but only for five steps before the chain was too taut and stopped me.
"Perfect, couldn't be any better," Darren exclaimed.
"So, how long will I be fastened here then?" I asked.
"I haven't decided yet, it depends how the night pans out," he replied.
He had a mischievous grin on his face as he walked over and kissed me hard, rubbing my pussy and tweaking my nipples as he did so. I moaned softly. He stepped back, put his hands behind my back, and undid my bra which fell to the floor. Before I'd realised, he tore down my thong and pulled it off my ankles.
I was standing there, naked except for my heels and stockings, my breasts accentuated by my arms being raised. I was exposed and could do nothing about it. I could feel my pussy leaking juices at the prospect of what might be next.
I didn't expect Darren to pick up my undies and dress and start to walk away though!
"Where are you going?" I asked him.
"Don't worry, I'll be close enough to watch after I've put these in the car," he smiled broadly as he continued to walk away.
This wasn't quite what I had in mind, or what I thought Darren might have planned. Leaving me alone, where anybody could find me. I know he'd said about me fucking strangers, but I at least thought he had someone in mind. Anyone could find me like this, and at the back of my mind even if I didn't like the look of them, and said no, would they listen and still have sex with me?
It seemed like an eternity since Darren walked off. I kept looking out for him, but couldn't see him. I looked at the sky, I didn't have my watch on so guessing from the time we'd set out, and the position of the sun in the sky reckoned there were around ninety minutes until the sun started to set and it would get darker. How long was Darren going to leave me here I wondered.
I heard a noise and tried to work out what it was, the noise was getting louder like it was getting closer. I moved behind the tree as much as the chains would let me, trying to hide from the path, just as a train went past. Anyone looking through the windows would have gotten a great view of my naked ass. I felt my insides tingle. The thought of people seeing me like this was turning me on.
I'd heard no noise for a while except for the wind, and an occasional bird overhead. That almost silence was broken by the sound of a dog panting. I tried to work out where the sound was coming from, it didn't sound like from the path. I turned and looked, and saw a middle-aged couple walking their dog alongside the train tracks. I'd been moving about so that my legs wouldn't cramp, and as the couple got level with me my heel snapped a twig underneath me. A loud crack rang out, and the female member of the couple looked right in my direction.
They were closer to the train tracks than they were to me. I saw the lady look towards me a few times like she was checking what she was seeing was correct. Next thing I knew she had handed the dog's lead to the man and was hurriedly walking towards me, breaking into a jog as she got closer.
"Are you okay?" she shouted out.
Her mouth dropped open as she got close enough to realise my undressed state. She turned and looked behind her, he hadn't followed her but was standing still with the dog, seemingly oblivious. I followed her gaze upwards and saw her mouth drop open a little as she saw the chains.
"Has someone done this to you on purpose?" she asked. "Is this some kind of revenge?" she said, her voice sounding startled, worried even.
"My boyfriend's idea," I told her, trying to sound as calm as possible as I saw her taking a lot of notice of my exposed lower half. "It's more of a dare, to be honest."
"A dare? You mean he wants you to be found like this? But you could be found by anyone, what about if they wanted sex with you?" she blurted out.
"I think that's the general idea, he likes to watch me with other men," I answered.
Her husband had wandered over to join us after seeing his partner and me having a conversation. I could see him shooting nervous glances at her as he looked me up and down. He didn't know where to look, spending equal time looking at my pert breasts, my stockinged legs, or trying to see between my legs. I opened them slightly to tease him. Being found by them had excited me.
"Even if it was someone like him, what about if he was on his own?" she said, pointing in his direction.
"Well I've fucked older and worse looking guys than him anyway," I said, calling her bluff.
"See John, she'd fuck you, even if she is tied to a tree and not in a position to stop you."
John slightly blushed, obviously not knowing what to say, what would be the correct answer.
"Would you John? Would you have stopped and fucked her if I'd stayed at home tonight?" she teased him.
John shrugged and told her he probably wouldn't have done so.
"Are you mad, look at her? She's beautiful. She has an amazing body. I'd have fucked her if you weren't here," she gloated at him.
"My husband's watched me with other women before, but always in the privacy of our own home," she told me by way of an explanation, "and although he enjoyed it I've never been able to persuade him to fuck another woman in front of me. A few have offered though, but he's always reluctant to. He draws the line at me sleeping with other men though."
"I'd feel awkward Joan, with you watching me," John said.
"Nonsense, unzip yourself now," Joan instructed him.
