Garden Pest

Round Three - (the raiding party)

It must of been an hour or two later that I came back to wakefulness, the sun low in the sky. Quickly, I scurried back to my house clutching my scant belongings to my naked chest. An old friend of mine was coming to dinner later that very evening and that damn plant had now made me very late in my preparations. Luckily for me Lucy, my rather beautiful, raven haired friend who was to be my guest was usually late and, sure enough, by the time she arrived, the meal was prepared and ready.

After a pleasant evening of food, gossip and too much red wine, we retired to our adjacent bedrooms at about twelve o'clock. Due to the wine, I slept heavily but, even so, was once or twice awakened by vaguely heard, distant bumps and groans that were, seemingly, coming from Lucy's bedroom. The next morning I asked how Lucy had slept and she replied that, apart from a very strangely erotic dream, she had slept very well. She then gave me the rather sordid details of her erotic dream:-

"I dreamt that I was lying on my back upon your guest bed in your spare bedroom, my wrists somehow had been tied to each of the adjacent head-posts of the king sized brass bed while I was asleep. I was further shocked, that my ankles appeared to be tied to each of the upright posts at the beds foot, forcing my legs to be spread very wide indeed. So, there I lay, my body spread-eagled in the shape of an 'X'. As I craned my neck forward to peer into the gloom of the darkened room, my heart beat loudly in my chest when some soft material was stuffed rudely into my mouth. I could just make out in the darkness, the perpetrator of this act, it was a tiny or miniature blond haired man! In fact, I soon realized that there were, in actual fact, two of them. His accomplice pressed a thick piece of sticky tape over my already stuffed full mouth, keeping any noises I might make to a minimum! I made many muffled protests and I writhed about unconvincingly, such was the dire hopelessness of my plight, upon the bed in vague protest being, as I was, also strangely excited and was, sorry to say, rather enjoying this weird scenario.

Ignoring my complaints, the bed clothes were pulled away, exposing my body, clad in only my see-through baby-doll night dress. Strangely, in reality I had, actually, put this very garment on before retiring. Unsure if I was awake or dreaming, it was with a strange mix of disbelief and surreally that I struggled uselessly against my bonds. The hem of my baby doll, speedily rode up to my waist in response to my wriggling movements, revealing my matching black panties. Pausing at this somewhat unfortunate, unwanted and unintentionally provocative occurrence, my two assailants, seeing me suddenly stilled in rueful regret at my impetuousness, jumped up on the bed and pulled the already raised hem of my baby-doll night-dress up over my face, revealing my naked breasts.'

The effect of the chill air on my nipples did not go unnoticed by the two little men who, with undisguised delight, avidly groped a breast and each applied themselves to encouraging my nipples forth...not that they needed much coaxing and, responding indecently quickly, were soon protruding like stiff little fingers.

Wanting to put up a reasonable fight in defense of my female honor, I resumed my efforts and I bucked and arched my body in what, I rather naughtily hoped would be, a futile resistance. Begrudgingly, I seemed to of won a short respite from the creatures uncalled-for attentions and the little men stopped molesting my breasts.

For a moment I was more than a little put out by this but, happily, more soft ropes were tied around and around my waist, cinching my waste very nice and tight. Relieved, and by the look of things, it seemed that the plot against me was continuing in earnest., each end of the ropes were then tied below, somewhere under the middle of the bed.

Next, each of my ankles were untied, and just as I was about to become irked that I was to be, most disappointingly, released... before I knew what was happening, they quickly hauled each of my legs back over my body and, after they were rapidly rotated, passing through a temporary phase when they were pointing up towards the ceiling, they were then rolled right over, my feet guided towards either side of my head. My legs bent at the knees as my lower torso and hips followed round after my thighs. Holding me there, each of my ankles were then rapidly re-tied, high up to each bed post. Snorting through my nose in slight outrage, it seemed that this was my punishment for having the temerity in fighting back but, in any case, I could do nothing to stop them, so was obliged to put up with this rather, unnecessarily rough treatment, my body held folded uncomfortably in this ignominious position

Yet more ropes were wound around my lower thighs, just above each of my knees and, moments later, I felt them being pulled down and to each side of the bed, opening and spreading my legs very wide indeed.

Well, though I considered that this extravagant and outrageous arrangement of my body was a bit much...not that I minded a bit of sexy rough and tumble but, this seemed a tad extreme and the pose I was forced to adopt had, most purposefully, left my loins and, more particularly, my sex, in a most vulnerable and accessible position. My pleading muffles went unanswered as each of my knees were dragged back and down towards the bed edges, exposing the full length of the back of my thighs and causing my scantily clad loins to be rendered up most invitingly.

Looking through the thin material of my dress that lay over my head, I could just make out my pale body in the darkness...the dark 'V' of my panties between my legs echoing the triangle of coarse pubic hair than I knew was lying underneath."

Now, my tightly trussed-up body sank, first to the left, and then to the right, in response to the men taking turns to jump on to the springs in the middle of the bed...landing right by my easily accessible and defenseless loins. I was all too aware that my pubic mound had purposely been rendered to proudly and brazenly announce it's presence, protruding as it did, in outstanding fashion from under the fabric of my minimal panties. Groaning with a heady mix of excited anticipation and dread, I could only watch with delightful impotence as the willful, naughty little creatures daringly thrust their small hands under the flimsy material without preamble or thought. My stomach lurched at this sudden invasion of little hands being suddenly thrust under the elastic edges at each side of my crotch and clenching it tight, I felt their uninvited, prying finger grope about...all too horribly aware of their closeness to my most sensitive and private, highly personal areas. Nervously, I awaited in fraught anticipation, a contrary mix of trepidation and a guilt ridden thrill, rising up unbidden from my feminine vitals as I awaited in desperation for matters to advance against me further.

At first they were merely content to just stroke their fingers delicately through the hairs of my pubic mound only...but, their initial, exploratory investigation, centered teasingly and enticingly close to my most intimate feminine parts, did not, thankfully, last long. Soon their fingers were delving between my nether lips, expertly teasing out my already, charged up, expectant clitoris. Pushing my panties to one side, the little men soon started to lick my vulva directly, using the tips of their searching hot, tongues to seek out my half hidden nub. Their remorseless tongues insinuated themselves right into the hooded cleft of flesh containing my clitoris.

Avidly they concentrated their efforts wholeheartedly upon my beleaguered clitoris which could do nothing but, admit a positive result to such intimate influences being launched against it...and it grew and grew, most shamelessly. As my inveigled nub stiffened, throbbed and reeled under this intimate assault, I could feel their hardened, surprisingly big, penises throbbing firmly, pressing against the soft flesh of my bottom cheeks, and my moral and physical defeat was soon complete. My innate, dormant longing and desire rapidly trampled over my higher sensibilities, blatantly discrediting and betraying my over-ruling, inner self. Thank goodness...it was almost with relief that I felt the first man pushed his swollen, very thick glans between my heated and moist lips and, as he thrust his following hardness fully and easily into my wanton, accommodating passage, my clitoris seemed to explode and I passed out."

"The next thing I knew was that I was wondering about in your back garden, completely naked and cold. For some reason I was feeling strangely weak at the knees and was in an utter daze. I had no idea how I had ended up there and, as I stumbled about in a stupor, I brushed my tangled hair away from my hot face and was then vaguely aware that there were sticky fluids running down my inner thighs. Looking down between my legs, I saw the clear fluids, looking like a coating of glass, glistening in the bright moonlight. As I stared with confusion at my thickly slicked inner thighs, more of the viscous stuff seeped and oozed out from between my sagging, lewdly open vaginal lips, it's pungent aroma filling my twitching nostrils. Even while in this dream state I could not quite fathom where such copious amounts of sperm could of come from...not from the two little blond men...they were far too small?

I was also aware of a deep but, satisfying ache, emanating from somewhere far inside my lower abdomen. This ache seemed to travel right along the full extent of my vaginal tract, to it's very entrance. With distaste and fascination, I watched the remains of the gross stuff flow in slow waves, like lava, out of my body. Repulsed by it's presence and it's irksome implication, I kept my legs apart as I stood there staring at myself. As I watched, the fluids suddenly went an opaque white, and then, quite suddenly, I felt it stiffen and harden upon the flesh of my legs then, as the muscles of my thighs moved involuntarily, the crisped stuff began to fall away and drop to the ground.

Seeing a way to be rid of the incriminating stuff, I made determined twitching movements with the muscles of my thighs whilst wriggling my hips around, encouraging more and more of the it to crumble and fall. Soon, most of it had dropped off and had disappeared amongst the grass. Feeling somewhat relieved and satisfied at being rid of this embarrassing and damning evidence, I finally felt able to drag my eyes away. I then gathered myself together and, walking very gingerly, I made my way to the back door, where I quietly let myself in to the house. After tiptoeing up the stairs I eventually stumbled back into my bed, where I fell instantly, and very contentedly, fast asleep."