After being quite a wild one in my 20's, I met my wife Crystal at 31 years old. We married within two months and spent ten wonderful years together. She had a hold on me like no one ever had. I left my crew of friends behind and moved across the country to live a quiet life with her.
Before her I was known as "Chomper" among the boys. They called me that because of my love for eating women's pussies and asses. And between the lot of us we always had slutty women around running trains on them while doing coke and partying. I would get my face in those bushes and asses even after they'd been well fucked.
After marrying Crystal, I did a 180-degree turn. I was a one-woman man. Don't get me wrong, I still loved eating that pussy and ass, but it was only hers I took part in now. Crystal had quite a nice sex drive as well, so our marriage wasn't without its spice. I also quit the drugs and we became a normal couple.
Unfortunately, 6 months ago my world was shattered when Crystal was killed in a car accident. I lost all desire to take part in society. I sold my home, property, and business to buy some acreage and a cabin in Idaho.
I'm Billy by the way. Formally William Jenson, but for as long as I remember everyone has called me Billy. These last six months I've been living off the land and keeping to myself.
One morning I got up and decided to take a hike in the woods. Figured I might shoot some food for the next few months, so I grabbed my pack and a rifle and headed out.
Somewhere about 3 miles into the woods I heard someone breathing heavy. Sounded almost like whimpering but not distressing. I followed the sound and after coming over I hill I came across a young naked woman bent over and cuffed between two trees.
As I neared the nude beauty, I saw that her wrists were cuffed. The chains were about 5' long off each wrist and had cuffs locked around trees to either side. Her ankles were cuffed and secured to stakes which kept her legs a little wider than shoulder width. She looked over her shoulder as I approached showing me that she also had a ball gag stuffed in her mouth.
I scanned the area looking for anyone or any type of danger. Maybe this is a trap. Is some sick fucker gonna pop out and shoot me or something? Seeing no appearance of peril, I moved closer.
The woman was whimpering and drooling from her gag but wasn't fighting her restraints at all. She looked back at me but didn't really show any type of anxiety or fear.
I set my rifle and pack down and walked up right next to her. She seemed to be around 30 years old, had dirty blonde hair which hung down in her bent over state, and white but not pale skin. Her full titties hung down below her and her full ass was blemish free. My dick was twitching in my pants.
I gently put my hand under her chin and turned her head up so she could look at me again and asked her, "Are you okay?"