She struggled awake, her arms were aching, her shoulders stiff and sore. Her head was groggy and she struggled to focus on anything. Something wasn't right, her arms were stretched above her head and the tips of her toes were barely reaching the ground. She tried to shake her head clear, to open her mouth and call out, but there was something in her mouth, something covering her eyes, she felt a cold pain biting into her wrists and panic started to set in. She thrashed around wildly, the pains in her wrists shot down her arms and into her shoulders. She felt a cold breeze, the wind gently playing across her body, suddenly she realised she must be outside, exposed to the elements. She squirmed and realised with some shock that her pussy was leaking down her legs...
She moaned in near ecstasy as the gentle breeze played across her body, her nipples hardening to points, their sensitivity ramped up to heights she had never before know. She started to ache to touch herself, maybe this was all a dream, a wonderful dream... she squirmed, trying to rub her pussy between her legs, she could almost accomplish it, but the pain was severe, there were moments where the pain and the pleasure crashed against each other, intermingled, entwined, an aching delight, a merging of sensations unlike anything she had ever felt before.
She realised that the ground beneath her feet felt slightly moist, damp and wet, could it be morning? The grass between her toes felt damp with dew. God how could anyone be this wet? She should be panicking but all she felt was an aching desire to be touched, to be handled. It was at that moment that she head the crunching of a branch underneath a boot, the sudden cracking noise was so loud it startled her, she tried to spin around to face the direction of the noise. Her wrists held high above her head, she got caught and couldn't spin enough, her legs rubbing together, she moaned loudly and felt a tremor run through her pussy, down her legs and up her body, swelling in to her breasts and nipples. Then she felt it, rough hands grasped at her painfully sensitive nipples, squeezing and pinching, she tried to cry out, her sounds muffled, the pain was intense, then gone... The sharpness of it giving way to little ripples of pleasure that ran outwards along her skin.