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 ï>¿Ryn's Need for Self Bondage bymollycactusÂ(C)

   She mentally cursed for the umpteenth time, struggling and whimpering,
but it did no good at all.  She'd designed the cart too well.

   Ryn was an engineer, and a damn good one.  She had to be.  With her long
blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, high cheekbones, 38C chest, narrow waist,
and long, shapely legs, she could've been a model.  She could've been a
stripper.  She could've been in any profession where a woman is judged by
her looks, not her intellect.  So she had to be an excellent engineer, to
be taken seriously by her colleagues.

   Her designs were imaginative, and innovative, with good hard science
backing up every aspect.  But the things that she designed and created were
not merely functional - they were breathtaking - almost works of art. 
She'd solved problems that had baffled other engineers, and even though
from a distance people might have guessed that it was easy for her, the
reality was that she put in a lot of hard work.  Of course, she didn't work
in isolation.  She had to work as part of a team, and, as her abilities
were recognized, more often than not she was the project leader.  She had
to oversee everyone's work, and keep a tight control over herself and the
team members to bring the project in on time and within budget.

   Consequently, she'd advanced rapidly in the firm, and every promotion
was based on merit.  Of course, there were those detractors, those people
of inferior intellect or inferior drive, who felt in their hearts that she
probably was sleeping her way to the top.  But they couldn't have been
farther from the truth.  She did have a quick mind, but she put in long
hours, nonetheless.  Even when she went home for the day, she couldn't
easily turn off her mind, which kept churning at problems.

   In the privacy of her home, she tinkered with new ideas, some of which
helped her solve business problems, but most were devices for her 'hobby' -
her secret hobby.  Ryn loved, was thrilled by, couldn't get enough of -
self bondage.  Anyone who was as driven as she was would probably have
understood the attraction it had for her.  Self bondage gave Ryn blissful
hours where she had to cede all control to her devices.  Rendering herself
helpless was like receiving a large, cool drink of water after trudging
across a desert.  It was relaxing, refreshing, and kept her from
experiencing burnout.  It was also immensely exciting.  True, many times
she was bound so tightly that she couldn't do anything to satisfy her
arousal.  But once she'd achieved her freedom, her climaxes were very
satisfying.

   One evening, Ryn was musing, "With the better weather coming, I want to
do something special, something daring, outdoors." So she began to design a
cart.  "Let's see," she mumbled to herself, "it should run on three wheels,
given the capabilities I'm seeking.  Two wheels in the front, spread wide
apart to provide maximum stability, and a third in the rear." She began
sketching.  "The third wheel should swivel, for steering.  All the wheels
will have a wide tread, to handle the terrain, and I'm not interested in
speed."

   She enjoyed seeing it taking shape on her design board.  She added
sensors that could detect obstacles when moving forward, turning, or even
backing up.  If the cart sensed an impending collision in its path, it
would smoothly change direction, not unlike some of the kids' toys, or the
current fleet of automatic floor vacuums - a popular one of which was her
own award-winning design.

   Like any good engineer, she had a modular approach to such creations. 
The sensor array was one such module, easily adapted to her new design. 
The drive motor was also another module, that merely had to be made more
powerful so that it could propel a heavier load.  She felt that the wheel
arrangement for her cart had to be different from her other designs, mainly
because she wanted a wider wheelbase on its front end, and it would have to
be sturdy enough to support the weight of its battery system, plus her own
102 lbs.  Direct current had a lot of advantages over alternating current
for this design, so she felt normal 12.6 volt car batteries would suffice
for power needs.

   Over the years, Ryn had devised self bondage systems that she'd located
inside her bedroom and her basement.  Gears, pulleys, solenoids, simple
electromagnets, and timers were the mainstay of these devices. 
Electromagnets could hold steel keys well out of her reach until the timer
expired.  Timers and solenoids could drive the motors for gears and pulleys
that could hold her restrained and helpless, sometimes in a spreadeagled
position, other times stretched out prone or supine.  During such sessions,
a wet spot would habitually appear beneath her, due to her copious
lubrication.

   Rummaging through her storage cabinets, she considered some pulleys. 
She held up a couple of them.  "Oh yes, I remember this experiment.  To
test these pulleys with a timer, I was on my back on the floor, with my
legs vertically up the wall.  These pulleys connected to leather cuffs
attached to my ankles.  My legs were held like that until the timer
reversed the pulleys, and lowered my feet back to the floor." She smiled.
"That worked so well, I just had to take it to the next level."

   That next step was a lot more daring, she recalled.  The memory was so
vivid that Ryn's hand subconsciously caressed her breasts as she
re-visualized it.  "That powerful motor drove the pulleys, dragging my
ankles up the wall, taking all my weight, until, naked, I was completely
held inverted for the specified period of time." She shivered, remembering
how she'd handcuffed her wrists behind her back, and held the key in her
hand until her back began touching the wall.  Releasing the key, she'd
heard it fall directly under her, against the base of the wall.  She was
trapped like that until the timer expired, and the apparatus lowered her
again!

   "As if it was yesterday, I remember imagining that I was a captive.  My
captors had stripped me, and were discussing who'd have the privilege of
violating my body first, and in what fashion!  All those jeers and ribald
comments as the blood rushed to my head!" Her mental imagery during her
suspension had been so arousing that her pussy lubrication had drizzled
along her belly and up the undersides of her tits.  It finally began
dripping from the tips of her erect nipples!  "That was a very long thirty
minutes before I was lowered into the puddle I'd created, and could
retrieve the key and free myself.  It certainly took my mind off my daily
cares!"

   As Ryn picked up a powerful, compact motor she'd designed, she thought
it might be perfect to propel the cart.  "Oh my!  I remember!  This sure
came in handy for a different manner of dangling my body.  I tested its
power during what may have been my crowning achievement in suspension.  It
wasn't very easy designing a net 'cocoon' that would wrap itself around me,
and then lift me completely up off the floor, horizontally."

   She remembered setting the timer, and then prostrating herself naked on
the netting.  The cold floor had pressed against her tits, belly, and
thighs until the motor drive kicked in.  As a safety measure, she was only
drawn up about 6 inches so that if anything broke, it would merely be
jarring, not injurious.  Her body was stretched out fully, hands above her
head.  Even being just that small amount off the floor made her feel
deliciously helpless, as manifested by the pool of pussy juice that dripped
from her.  It was extra tantalizing and maddening that, turned on as she
was, she couldn't bring her hands down to reach either her tits or her
pussy, to use her fingers to achieve release!  She had to wait between two
and three hours like that - she'd programmed a little randomness into the
timer's duration - before she was lowered and freed.  The orgasm she gave
herself after that was so intense that she almost fainted!

   With the cart's chassis designed, she turned her attention to the
decisions about her overall body position, and the restraints she wanted to
add.  Over the years, she'd also designed modules to tighten belts safely
and securely around her body parts.  For instance, her arms might be bound
down alongside her body, or they might be bound behind her back, elbows to
elbows and wrists to wrists.  Similarly, she devised ways to bind her legs
together at calves, knees and thighs.  Such bindings added to the thrill.
As she sat at her designing board mentally revisiting those times and
fondling several of the belts in question, their sight and feel stoked her
lust anew.  Lifting her skirt and pulling her panties aside, Ryn started
teasing her labia with her fingers, feeling their soft, smooth textures. 
She'd shaved them bare just that morning, and delighted in the contact of
her caressing digits.

   As her fragrant dew appeared along her slit, its aroma wafted into her
nostrils, prompting her to press her fingers deep into her carnal well. 
Coating her fingers with some of her intimate fluid, she brought them up
and smeared some of it between her upper lip and nose, feeling quite
naughty.  Inhaling that scent enhanced the flavor as she moved her fingers
into her mouth, letting the taste buds on her tongue sample her essence. 
Once she'd sucked her fingers clean, she noted, "My greedy pussy and clit
are on fire, and want even more attention.  I need both hands free to
provide it," she decided.

   Therefore, she stood up, undid her skirt and stripped away her panties.
Sitting down again, she braced her legs up on either side of the designing
board, opening herself in a wanton display.  "I really love looking at my
naked pussy as I play with myself," she moaned softly.  Her labia were
already bright pink and puffy, glistening with her oozing liquids.  With
delicate fingers, she carefully drew back her clitoral hood, exposing the
swelling rod that it protected and concealed.  Scooping up pussy juice with
her other hand, she anointed her clit with that warm wetness.  As fresh,
hot blood flooded her tiny rod, it swelled prodigiously, and got even more
sensitive.

   "I want to cum, but not too fast," she thought.  Her fingers left her
clit and went back to stroking and teasing her labia and pee hole.  She
raised one of her tits to her mouth and fastened her lips on its stiff
nipple.  The rush of pleasure she received as she suckled made her gasp,
and the nipple would have slipped from her mouth if she hadn't closed her
teeth on its base, trapping it.  The slight pain from that bite sent a
shock of excitement down her spine and it cascaded into her sex.  Her clit
started throbbing visibly, and every pulse of blood made its tiny head bob
up and down, as if beckoning her finger.

   That did it.

   She could hold back no longer.  Sucking so hard on her nipple that it
caused a little pain, she moved both her hands down to her pussy again. 
Three fingers of one hand started jabbing in and out of her love tunnel as
if she was being fucked by a fat cock.  Fingers of her other hand started
rubbing the sensitive tissues of her clit and pee hole, smearing her
wetness around.  Those fluids started to evaporate, producing a cooling
effect that contrasted with the heat of the blood engorging her clit and
labia.  The scent of the wafting fluids was like an aphrodisiac, and Ryn
could no longer hold back her climax.  As she started to cum, her whole
body quivered as wave after wave of bliss rippled through her.  Her legs
were shaking so hard that her heels drummed on the top of the design board.
Some of her released cum juices sprinkled her drafting paper, erotically
anointing the design of the cart. 

   Ryn stayed like that for several minutes, some fingers jammed inside her
cunt and being gripped by her internal muscles, while her other hand cupped
her clit and labia.  She couldn't seem to get air fast enough through her
nose, so she reluctantly let her nipple pop free from the vacuum created by
her mouth.  As she sucked air to prevent herself from fainting, her
glistening, swollen nipple wobbled at the tip of her tit, drawing her
attention.  When her breathing was fairly back under control, she slid her
fingers out of her pussy, and patted the puffy labia with that damp hand.
Ever fair minded, she used her other hand to bring the heretofore neglected
nipple to her lips, so she could make it happy, too.

   Still suckling, she turned her attention back to the design of her body
pose on top of the cart.  She wanted to be kneeling, but somehow held
upright.  An inspiration struck - a good orgasm often freed her creativity.
A seat designed after a sybian!  A sort of saddle, but with a nice dildo
attached vertically.  And she could have that dildo vibrate, but not
continuously.  It could be intermittent, with a random pattern of
activation and deactivation.  It would probably make her simmer - close to
orgasm, but not quite achieving it.  She licked her lips in happy
anticipation as she laid out its circuits.

   Pleased with the results, she now could see adding straps just below the
knee and also at the ankles, for leg confinement as she knelt.  For added
support, she drew in a vertical bar which she could brace her spine
against. On a whim, she added a posture collar attached at the top of that
bar.  Her quick mind decided that the vertical bar could also be the anchor
for two sets of self-tightening horizontal arm straps.  Before they
tightened, she could slip her arms down through those two loops of belts -
one at the level of her elbows, the other down by her wrists.

   "Now, I need to have the activation switch near my hands, so..." She
pondered the point, staring at the nascent design of her creation.  "Ah! 
Simple!" she cried out loud.  She added a short horizontal brace bar down
at the level where her hands would be.  "My hands will rest on this bar, in
case I need to relieve some strain on my back or neck.  I'll place the
activation button on its underside, near my finger tip.  When I press that
button, all the belts - legs, torso, and arms - will snug up and the cart
will go into motion."

   She blinked.  "Oh yes.  Torso.  Can't neglect that.  Let's see.  If I
place self-tightening straps here, and here..." She sketched them in. 
"Yes. Perfect.  One just above my navel, and another across my chest just
grazing the upper edges of my breasts!  That should make my tit flesh
protrude forward lewdly." She grinned, and just imagining such a display,
she felt her nipples hardening anew.

   Physically checking the pose by mimicking it on a small stool, she
blushed to think how her cunt would be displayed like that.  "Other than
the fronts of my thighs, my pussy will be leading my body as the cart
moves. Obviously, it'll be wet, with my juices running down the sides of
the sybian seat," she thought.  Ryn decided to add grooves to channel her
fluids into a collection receptacle.  "It'll be interesting to measure the
volume of my leakage after the cart run is complete," she giggled.

   Satisfied with the overall design, she began the process of making her
cart a reality.  This took many evenings of hard, but enjoyable work.  In
some ways, the physical creation of her self bondage devices was almost as
fulfilling as experiencing them in action.

   At the last minute, Ryn realized that the timers she had weren't
sophisticated enough to handle the myriad modules of sensors, motor drive,
and restraints.  Wanting her almost completed project to come to fruition
as soon as possible, she rushed to a parts store and got the latest and
greatest multi-functional timer.  It could handle channels to even more
modules than she was planning for this cart.  She was so impressed with its
functionality that she bought three of them, planning to reserve two for
future needs.

   A little wiring, and a little programming, and the timer became part of
the now finished cart!  Ryn felt triumphant, and couldn't wait to give it a
try.  Standing behind it to aim it, she manually engaged the drive wheels
and was delighted to see it trundling forward.  Only a little wider than a
wheel chair, it easily rolled up the ramp from her basement and out to her
back yard.  The yard was secluded, spacious, and level, with only an
occasional tree or clump of bushes - perfect for the test.  Ryn often
sunbathed in the nude in her yard, so she had no compunction about
stripping off and placing her clothes on her back porch.  She placed
several orange cones at various points in the yard, to act as extra
obstacles.

   She wanted to have a 5 minute test, to detect any possible bugs in the
system, so she set 05:00 on her new timer.  She'd be completely helpless
until the timer ran out, and that was the main thrill - being so
vulnerable. She briefly considered blindfolding herself, because that would
be even more exciting.  But she knew that she'd have to wait for some later
time to do that, since during this test run, she'd need to be able to see
how the sensors were dealing with obstacles.

   She did, however, tie on a tight gag, which would restrict her speech to
a mere mumble.  Not that there was anyone around to talk to, but it still
added another level of restriction.  Giddy with excitement, she climbed
aboard the cart, straddling the dildo poking up from its seat.  She held
her labia open as she lowered her pussy onto the dildo, reveling in its
satisfying penetration.  This whole process was so arousing that the dildo
didn't need a drop of lubrication applied to it ahead of time - Ryn's
copious juices handled that task easily.  She felt her internal muscles
gripping the stiff shaft.

   Leaning over slightly, Ryn threaded the straps that would bind her legs
near her knees and ankles through the slots that would snug them up when
the timer was engaged.  Working purely by touch, she did the same thing to
the straps that went across her torso near her tummy and also just above
her breasts.  The latter strap was the most difficult, since its insertion
slot was at an awkward angle behind her.  She made a mental note to come up
with an easier way to handle that restraint.  Straightening her neck, she
drew the posture collar around it.  It was hinged in the front, and the two
metal ends touched each other at the nape of her neck.  When the cart's
power was activated, those ends would be held together by an electromagnet.

   Shivering with delight, Ryn slid her arms down through the loops that
were behind her, feeling them end up touching her elbows and wrists, as
planned.  Her finger delicately explored the underside of the horizontal
bar, locating the activation button.  She was ready.  Her heart was
thumping a mile a minute, and her blossoming nipples and the ripe aroma
emanating from her pussy testified to her state of excitement as her finger
pressed the button.

   The new timer began sending signals through its various channels of
communication.  First, the various straps snugged up against her bare flesh
and the posture collar locked into place magnetically.  Ryn tested these
restraints, trying to move her arms, legs, and torso.  Struggle as she
might, she could barely wiggle in place.  Attempting to move her head
forward, she found the collar to be unyielding, as designed.  The sensation
of being so fully bound was delicious, and the cart hadn't even begun its
journey yet!

   Another circuit of the timer came to life, and the dildo inside Ryn's
pussy buzzed into action, making her eyes widen in surprise at how terrific
that felt, and causing her resultant gasp to be transformed into a sound
similar to 'mmmpff' by the gag.  But those intimate vibrations only lasted
for a brief period of time, whereupon the dildo once again became a
stationary occupant of Ryn's love tunnel.  However, the muscles of her
pussy sleeve continued quivering for a while, in effect subtly returning
some vibration to the dildo.

   Ryn was so focused on that portion of her anatomy that it was a moment
before she realized that the cart had started its stately forward motion.
Listening to the gentle purr of the motor, she was gratified at how
smoothly the cart was moving over the terrain.  The pace of movement was
very sedate, and rather soothing.  Ryn had positioned the cart so that it
would approach a tree.  This was part of the test, and she wasn't concerned
about a collision.  Once the sensors detected the tree, she knew that the
rear wheel would swivel, changing course.  As the cart turned, if the side
sensors determined that there could possibly be an impact, the cart would
halt both its turn and forward progress, back up for a distance, and then
reattempt the forward turning process.  Likewise, if it sensed a drop
ahead, like a hole or something, it would also change course.



   Just before the cart reached the tree, it activated its dildo once
again, this time for an even longer burst.  Therefore, Ryn was moaning into
her gag, and only partially aware of how nicely the cart altered its course
to avoid the tree.  As the cart now trundled towards a bush, the dildo cut
off, but a soft breeze sprang up, its air currents washing over Ryn's nude
form.  It felt great on her exposed flesh, especially on her pussy and
tits. Ryn shimmied her shoulders a little, to make her swollen nipples bob
and weave even more through the air.

   The lovely blonde was reveling in the absolute loss of control that she
was experiencing.  Not only was she bound tightly, but this device enhanced
the experience even more because of its motility.  Various fanciful ideas
flitted through her mind.  She imagined herself as having been kidnapped by
a robot, and being delivered mechanically to her captors.  Or being a
beautiful princess, whose kingdom had been overrun by barbarians, so now as
a war prize, she was being put on display, driven through the jeering
throngs of the victors.  Or being the experimental subject of a mad
scientist, whose robot was tasked with moving her from one of his fiendish
ordeals to another, delighting in seeing her naked breasts approaching the
station that would milk them mercilessly.

   Caught up in this mesmerizing series of reveries, Ryn paid no attention
to the fact that the cart sensed a dip in the surface of her yard deep
enough to trigger another change of direction.  This unexpected deviation
caused it to set out on a new path - one that, combined with one of the
cones she'd placed, would create a course that would leave the confines of
her backyard!

   Snapping back to reality, Ryn saw the direction she was now heading and
felt a stab of fear, her pupils dilating in shock!  However, she realized
that this test run had already consumed almost the full five minutes that
she'd set on the timer.  Therefore, the cart should come to a halt, and
release her restraints well before it could actually leave her backyard. 
Still, her body tensed up the closer and closer she came to the gap at the
rear corner of her house.

   Ryn was a damn good engineer, as has been stated.  But she wasn't the
greatest programmer of software, unfortunately.  In her haste to
incorporate the new timer, with all of its complex circuitry into her
various cart modules, she'd made an assumption that the timer itself worked
as all her previous timers had.  She hadn't noticed that it had several
modes of time sensitivity.  When she'd set its display to 05:00 for this
test run, it hadn't been set for minutes and seconds.  It'd actually been
set for hours and minutes!

   She'd been strapped to her cart for a good fifteen minutes by the time
it reached her front yard, which was also somewhat private, screened by
trees and hedges.  Ryn was praying that the collision avoidance sensors
would, with their random decisions about course correction, ultimately send
the cart on a journey back into the safety of her backyard.  By now, she'd
guessed at the mistake that she'd made with the timer, and she was aware
that the batteries powering her device would be drained after about 2
hours, given their current level of use.  She'd designed in failsafes, such
that when the power ceased, the electromagnetic locks on all the restraints
would be released, freeing her.  So she only had to hope that the cart
stayed in her yard, and she could wait it out.

   Her heart leaped into her throat when one of the cart's random turns
aimed it at the opening in the hedge formed by her front walk.  She was
heading off her property!  Whimpering, eyes wide open with fear, she
struggled against the restraints that she'd designed so well as the cart
continued its inexorable movement toward public spaces.  This was why she
was mentally cursing, struggling and whimpering - wishing that she'd made
more of an effort to understand the new timer!  However, in a weird way,
she was also subtly thrilled because this too was part of the excitement of
self bondage - the possibility of discovery!  The dildo jolted into action
deep inside her cunt, vibrating fiercely, and she was now so keyed up that
she came!

   Moaning into her gag, Ryn's orgasm almost caused her to swoon, because
the vibrator didn't immediately cut off.  It kept buzzing against her
spasming tissues, and she shook as yet another climax claimed her body,
causing her to squeeze her eyes shut in ecstasy!  Her cum juices streamed
down the grooves in her saddle, and pooled in the receptacle below her. 

   When she opened her eyes, her cart was rolling sedately down the
sidewalk.  The public sidewalk.  Her eyes darted frantically side to side,
trying to see if anyone was around, but her ability to check was hindered
by the posture collar, which prevented her from turning her head from side
to side.  Her chest was heaving and shuddering, with her jutting tits
crowned with their roseate nipples bobbing up and down.  Thankfully, the
dildo had stopped vibrating, at least for a while.

   Perhaps five minutes later, the cart sensors noted a sharp depression in
the sidewalk, where the concrete had cracked and sank.  The cart halted,
and began a laborious process of turning, hampered by a hedge on one side,
and the dropoff of the curb onto the road on the other.  With several
seesawing back and forth motions, it gradually accomplished a complete 180
degree turn, and began heading back toward Ryn's home.  That was the good
news.  The bad news was that Ryn saw that two young men were now in view,
directly in front of her.  Their heads were turned toward one another as
they walked, apparently deep in conversation about something.  They
obviously hadn't seen her yet, but she knew it was only a matter of moments
before they did.

   She was right.

   The dark haired man on the left glanced her way, and his face took on an
expression of shock!  Without turning his head, he poked his friend and
called out, "Look, Joe!"

   His sandy-haired companion looked forward and came to an abrupt halt,
his jaw dropping.

   Ryn pressed back against the vertical pole, as if trying to move away
from them - a futile action, because the pole was unyielding, and the cart
was slowly moving her closer to the two men anyway.

   The two guys followed the first instinct of the young.  They whipped out
their cell phones and started recording this sight with pictures and
videos.

   Mortified, Ryn was propelled closer and closer to them.  She hadn't
intended for anyone to see her like this - naked, bound and helpless.  Her
bare flesh tingled as she felt their eyes scanning her, with their faces
displaying mixed expressions of disbelief and lasciviousness.  Just as she
thought it couldn't get any worse, the dildo sticking up from the saddle
kicked on again, and she started bouncing on it, grimacing as she came
again.  Even though her eyes were squeezed shut as the orgasm coursed
through her, she was dimly aware that they were capturing this humiliating
moment on their phones.

   The young man stopped in front of the cart, so it started a turning
action.  Surprised, they quickly jumped to either side, and the cart
decided the way forward was clear again, and started to move, they began
walking alongside, still staring at her.  Their eyes were roaming over her
breasts, her tummy, her pussy.

   "What's going on?" the dark-haired guy asked.

   Of course, her answer was unintelligible, garbled by the gag.

   "Should we remove that gag, Harry?" Joe asked.

   "I don't know.  It looks to me like she deliberately put herself on
display like this, since I don't see anyone else around.  Look how aroused
she is.  I bet she wants people to touch her.  To play with her." The front
of his pants bulged as his cock stiffened.  And, as they say, a stiff prick
has no conscience.  He reached out and ran his hand over the warm, smooth
skin of her breast.  Of course, her areola was anything but smooth, and his
fingertip explored its wrinkled, pebbled texture.  "You need to feel her
tit, Joe.  It's amazing!"

   Joe's face turned scarlet.  He stammered, "But I never...  I mean..." He
coughed as his voice cracked.

   Harry sounded incredulous.  "You mean that you've never touched a
woman's tit?  Not even in college?" The two of them were easily keeping
pace with the cart as it moseyed forward, and he was still stroking and
kneading Ryn's breast as she shuddered in blissful aftershocks from her
climax.  Embarrassed as she was, Ryn couldn't deny how good it felt to have
someone playing with her like this.

   "Awww.  You weren't supposed to know that," Joe whined.  "You're so
slick with the women.  You can't possibly understand how it is for me.  I'm
friendly with them, and all.  But I never can figure out how to make the
first move.  My throat almost squeezes shut when I'm trying to say
something sexy." His blush deepened to a dark crimson as he made this
admission.

   "Well, here's your chance, stupid.  So don't blow it," Harry admonished
him.  "You don't have to chat this one up or anything.  You don't have to
try to figure out how to talk her out of her clothes, because she isn't
wearing any.  This cart is kinda serving her up on a platter.  Come on. 
Grab her other tit, and do what I'm doing."

   It was clear from the expression on his face that Joe was in a state of
frenzied indecision.  His hand came up, shaking, hanging in the air in
front of Ryn's breast, but failing to touch it.  Ryn made eye contact with
him, and saw his expression change to one of pleading.  She was getting so
turned on by what Harry was doing to her that she realized she wanted Joe's
hands-on her too.  Because of the gag, she couldn't smile at him, or tell
him to go ahead.  But, locking eyes with him, she nodded as best she could,
given the restraint of the posture collar.

   "Really?  It's okay?" Joe asked.  Ryn nodded again, still looking at
him.

   Almost reverently, Joe's fingers whispered over the sensitive tissues of
her breast, then her areola, and finally her swollen, needy nipple.  "Oh,
wow!" Joe whispered.

   To Ryn, there was something very special about the idea that hers was
the first breast that this cute young man had ever touched.  As his fingers
got a little bolder, the sensations, combined with her current emotion,
felt so exquisite that she groaned happily into her gag, closing her eyes
to savor the moment.

   "See?  She likes it!" Harry asserted.  "Go ahead.  Feel her up some
more. Find out what her tummy and mound feels like.  And get a good look at
that wet, wet pussy of hers.  Feel those puffy pussy lips, and see if you
can diddle her clit a little," he chuckled.

   Still massaging Ryn's breast erotically, Joe watched to see if she'd
signal her permission for him to take such liberties.  He was still feeling
shy about following the carnal instincts that were arising within him.  Ryn
couldn't look down far enough to see how his cock was now straining against
the front of his pants, but he didn't think he'd ever had an erection like
this when he was masturbating to porn.

   Ryn heard Harry's advice to his friend and her heart sped up in response
to her growing excitement.  Her breath was whistling in and out of her nose
as her chest rose and fell, pumping more air in and out of her lungs.  She
wanted to be touched.  She wanted both of them to touch her, and force her
to cum, maybe several times.  She knew that Joe would hesitate, so with an
almost superhuman effort, she made her chin go up and down rapidly,
encouraging him.

   The two guys were so engrossed that they didn't notice a woman
approaching.  But when they heard her footsteps, they moved to block her
view, and the cart started the laborious task of changing its direction
once again.

   Ryn had a quick glance at the woman, before the guys got into her way.
"Oh my god!" she thought.  "It's Louise, one of my neighbors!" She knew
those shiny, ebony tresses even at this distance.

   In spite of the guy's efforts, as she got closer, Louise saw a naked
woman, bound to the cart.  Her face displayed a look of horror and shock.
But that look of shock turned to one of recognition, and then surprise. 
"Ryn?  Is that you?" she gasped loudly.  Joe immediately hid his hands
behind his back, trying to look innocent.

   "Do you know this slut?" Harry boldly asked the dark-haired woman.

   Louise gulped.  "Well, yes...  she's a neighbor of mine," she admitted.
"Did you do this to her?" She reached for her cell phone, perhaps to call
the police.  "Are these two molesting you, Ryn?" she asked anxiously.

   Ryn tried to shake her head to signal 'no' as best she could.

   "No, lady.  We just found her like this," Harry explained.  "No one else
was anywhere near her.  We think she did this to herself."

   "Did you, Ryn?  You did this to yourself?" Louise gushed, her voice
dripping with disbelief.

   Ryn blushed fiercely.  The blush of embarrassment stained her cheeks,
neck, and the upper slopes of her tits.  Her chin made slight up and down
movements.

   "See?  She's saying she did this to herself," Harry asserted.  "Look,
lady.  We can even steer this cart a little, depending on where we get into
its way." He demonstrated, making the cart halt and pivot slowly.

   "Then I think you'd better steer it up into her driveway, over there,"
Louise commanded.  She pointed.  "It's too dangerous being out here near
the street," she added by way of explanation.

   Once the cart was aimed correctly, a strange procession took place, with
Joe and Harry walking on either side, and Louise trailing behind.  As
Louise walked, her eyes were drawn to the sight of Ryn's lush, naked
buttocks.  Amazingly, the muscles inside them started rippling, because the
dildo had again become active, making the bound woman simmer with fresh
arousal.  The sight made Louise's mouth water.  Although she'd never said
anything, she'd always found Ryn to be an attractive, albeit secretive,
woman.  Louise felt that she really had to learn more about why Ryn was in
this predicament.

   Ryn was again wheezing air through her nose as the shuddering of her
body gradually diminished when the dildo deactivated.  Joe and Harry had
begun fondling her body as the cart began its long journey up her driveway.
Joe still had the look of surprised wonder on his face as his hands roamed
over Ryn's breasts, belly, mound and thighs.  His touch was becoming more
confident as he observed the slight nodding of her chin and the sparkle in
her eyes - her attempts to signal approval and encouragement.  As Ryn
basked in the delightful sensations the young men were providing, in the
back of her mind was the dim awareness of her surprise that Louise seem to
be taking this so calmly!

   "Gentlemen," Louise said to get their attention, "I think we really need
to understand how and why she's on this cart, like this.  I'm going to at
least remove that gag, so she can speak to us." Matching her walking motion
to that of the cart, she got close to its rear, and was able to reach the
knot that secured the gag in place.  As she worked it loose, she couldn't
help but be aware of the sexy scent that was perfuming the air around the
bound woman.  It was a delicious combination of fresh pussy juices, blended
with the sweat that gave a glowing sheen to Ryn's flesh.

   When the gag vacated her mouth, Ryn worked her jaw several times to
relieve the ache in the muscles that control it.  In the excitement of
being discovered by these 3 people, she hadn't been aware of how vigorously
she'd been clenching her teeth on the gag.  She was wetting her lips,
trying to decide what to say, but the air rushed out of her lungs in a
shuddering gasp as the dildo activated once again.  Its vibrations, along
with the intimate kneading and caresses being administered by Harry and
Joe, drove her into such a climax that her eyeballs rolled upwards in their
sockets!  "Ahh...  ahhh...  ahhh!" was all she could articulate at that
moment.

   "Oh fuck, Joe.  I think she's cumming again!  Look at her!  Look at her
eyes!  Look at all the goosebumps on her tits!" Harry told his friend.

   "What?  Let me see too!" Louise gushed, moving up quickly next to Harry.
She was very curious as to how a naked Ryn would look in the throes of
orgasm.  Her own eyelids flew up out of sight as she drank in the lewd
view. Bound as she was, Ryn still managed to shake and shimmy as her body
instinctively tried to impale itself even more firmly on the vibrating rod
that was delivering such ecstatic pleasure.  A little dumbfounded, the men
had removed their hands from her after her orgasm began.  Therefore, Ryn's
erect roseate nipples bobbed and weaved wildly on her heaving chest as she
greedily sucked air.  Another wave of cum juices streamed from her
contracting cunt, following the grooves in the saddle and joining the
fluids already present in the collecting receptacle.

   The young men had pretty well mastered control of the cart's direction,
and were almost subconsciously guiding it in a large circuit of Ryn's back
yard.  It seemed as if Ryn might again be coherent enough to answer
questions, so Louise asked, "Did you really do this to yourself?  You
wanted to be trapped, naked, helpless, fully on display, and traveling down
the sidewalk like that?"

   Flooded with shame, Ryn couldn't quite make eye contact with anyone as
she explained, "Well, yes, I did this to myself.  I designed and built this
cart.  But I wasn't supposed to be on it this long, and I certainly wasn't
supposed to be out on a public sidewalk.  It was supposed to stay here in
my backyard."

   Mystified, Louise asked, "So what went wrong?"

   Ryn was very surprised to hear no expression of contempt or disgust from
her neighbor.  Instead, Louise's tone of voice only signaled curiosity as
she got right to the heart of the matter.  Ryn asked her, "Can you see a
timer display on the vertical pole, near my hands on the back of the
crossbar?  If so, what does it read?"

   Louise looked carefully.  "It says 3:47 on that display.  What does that
mean?"

   "It means that I really goofed up when I set it," Ryn replied.  "I set
it at 5:00 - thinking that meant 5 minutes.  But apparently that really
meant 5 hours," she stated, sheepishly.  That, combined with an unexpected
dip in my lawn and a poorly placed test cone threw me off course.  Knowing
that her explanation wasn't complete, she went on to confess her love and
need for self bondage as a stress reliever.  Louise, Joe, and Harry all
glanced at each other quizzically, since they, perhaps naively, had never
heard of this particular fetish.

   Swallowing reflexively when Ryn had concluded her explanation, Louise
remarked, "So that means you've been trapped on this contraption for more
than an hour, and you're stuck on it for more than 3 and a half more
hours?"

   "Probably not.  I expect the batteries will be drained in about another
hour."

   "And we can't release you before then?" Louise asked.  "I can't undo
that collar or those straps somehow?"

   "Sadly, no," Ryn confirmed.  "Everything is secured by electromagnets,
run by that timer."

   Louise thought for a moment, rubbing her chin as they strolled alongside
the cart.  Then, shrugging as if to signal the thought that it can't hurt
to try, she reached out and pressed a couple of things.  Like magic, the
cart halted, the straps loosened, and the posture collar sprang open.

   Her head freed, Ryn swiveled it toward her neighbor, a look of disbelief
in her eyes.  "What did you do?  Whatever it was, it worked!"

   Louise saw not only Ryn staring at her, but also Harry and Joe doing the
same.  She whispered, "I set the timer to 0:00 on its display."

   Ryn maintained eye contact as her hands moved blindly to undo the straps
fully from her arms, torso, and legs.  "Louise, that was inspired! 
Brilliant!  I'm so happy I could kiss you!" Ryn exclaimed.

   Feeling her heart accelerate upon hearing this, Louise decided to take
Ryn at her word, figuring nothing ventured, nothing gained.  She stepped
close and planted a firm kiss on Ryn's lips.  Surprised, Ryn drew back, but
only for a microsecond.  On impulse, her arms came up around Louise's neck
in a tender embrace and she kissed her lustily.  If her body hadn't been
ramped up on the hormones released by those dildo-induced orgasms, she
might've not acted so boldly.

   They were both a little breathless when the kiss finally ended.  Ryn
eased her body upward, and the two men watched intently as the gooey,
glistening dildo slid out of her sopping pussy.  As she tried to climb off
the cart, her wobbly legs threatened to buckle and collapse out from under
her.  All three people rushed to her aid, helping to support her. 

   "Should we get your clothes?  Or help you into the house?  Is there
anything you want or need at this moment?" Louise asked solicitously. 

   Impulsively, Ryn answered.  "I want to be fucked.  That dildo was all
well and good, but it can't substitute for a real cock.  And I think you
both have stiffies hiding in those pants," she added, looking at Joe and
Harry.  Mentally, she felt that, since they'd both seen her naked body and
had fondled it so intimately, she might as well be honest.  Besides, she
knew that Joe had never had sex with a woman, and it was thrilling to think
she might be his first.

   Louise noted the gleam that sprang into the young men's eyes as they
heard Ryn's bald statements.  She asked, "Do you want me to leave...  or
watch?  Or maybe..." She hesitated over the next word, but finally uttered,
"...participate?"

   Ryn had always thought that Louise was a straight-laced woman, and had
never imagined her to be adventurous, or have a wild side.  But surely she
wouldn't offer to 'participate' unless she meant it?  Was Louise bisexual,
at least?  That kiss she'd given - that was extremely passionate.  Just
thinking about it made Ryn's toes tingle.  Swallowing to make certain her
voice wouldn't squeak, Ryn answered, "Please don't go, Louise.  If you want
to join us, I'd be thrilled."

   Joe was trembling with emotion, but Harry voiced, "Really, lady?  You
really want us to fuck you?  You're not teasing us or anything?"

   "No, I'm not teasing...  Harry, is it?" Ryn responded.  "And...  and...
if he wants to, I'd like Joe to be first." She saw the men both glance at
her house.  "Right here.  Right here on my lawn, in the fresh air and
sunshine.  I don't think I'll be able to walk for a while after riding that
cart for that long." She paused, and gave them a careful, salacious wink.
"And if you do what I'm hoping, as thoroughly as I'm hoping, I think I'll
have to be walking bowlegged for a while afterwards."

   Harry guffawed, and Joe turned pink.  Harry rubbed his hands together
gleefully, while Joe felt his guts twist into a knot.  Joe was thinking,
"She wants to have sex with me.  She even wants me to go first!  But in
front of other people?  In front of some woman I don't know, and in front
of my buddy, who'll razz me if I goof up?  I'm almost cumming in my pants
already, just thinking about it!  And my knees feel wobbly, and I think I
may faint or throw up!  Maybe I should just run away from this."

   Ryn's intuition kicked in, aided by Joe's body language and facial
expressions.  Speaking softly, like she might if she was trying to calm a
wild animal, she said, "Joe, I think we should have some privacy, since
it's your first time, don't you?" She scanned her yard.  "We could go over
there, behind the shrubbery, and take our time.  I don't want you to rush,
and I want your first time to be both delightful and memorable." She looked
at Louise.  "Louise, you indicated that you wanted to participate.  How
would you feel about keeping Harry 'company' while Joe and I experience one
another?"

   Thoughtfully, Louise looked the virile young man up and down.  It didn't
take her long to decide.  "What do you say, Harry?  Are you game to play
with me for a while at least?  You can think of it as foreplay for the main
event later with Ryn." She winked at him suggestively.

   The boner trapped in Harry's pants stiffened even more, starting to
throb painfully.  His body was certainly voting.  Even though Louise was
shorter than the long-limbed Ryn, it just made her tits look more
impressive on her smaller frame.  And Harry was definitely a 'tit-man'
first and foremost.  With his eyes twinkling, he growled, "Hell yes,
Louise. Can I help you get that blouse off?"

   She laughed.  "You can, and you may." The distinction between the two
words was completely lost on Harry, but he understood her acquiescence.  He
stepped close, and began undoing her blouse buttons.  The skill he was
exhibiting indicated that this was not the first time he'd helped some
female out of her clothes.

   Louise and Harry were clearly focused on one another, so Ryn whispered,
"Please put your arm around me, and help me walk, Joe.  My legs are still
so wobbly that I don't want to fall down." She actually felt much better,
but thought that giving him permission to embrace her would help break the
ice. 

   Like a gentleman, Joe stepped to her side, and wrapped his arm around
her slender waist.  Since he was wearing a T-shirt, he felt the delicious
sensation of her warm skin all the way from his forearm to his hand.  "Holy
crap!" crashed through his mind.  "I'm walking with my arm around a lovely,
naked woman!  She smells so nice...  and she's gonna...  we're gonna..." He
didn't try to finish that thought, attempting to control his breathing as
his thumping heart threatened to burst out of his chest.

   When they were concealed from the other two, Ryn asked softly, "Do you
want to undress yourself, or would you like me to do it?"

   His cheeks turned scarlet.  "I'd...  I'd like you to do it...  but... 
I'm afraid if you touch me, I'll cum, and that'll be the end of it... 
over, before we actually begin."

   "I'm glad you shared that with me, Joe.  But let me tell you a secret.
First of all, there's a way I can help you slow down.  And second, at your
age, even if you cum, I'll bet you'll be ready for action again in
minutes." She grinned.  Having heard he wanted her to do it, she lifted his
T-shirt up and off his torso.  Carefully unbuckling his belt, and unzipping
his pants, she lowered them.  His underpants showed his cock bulge, and a
wet spot of precum where the head of his dick was encased.  "Let's
carefully free this lovely cock," Ryn cooed quietly.

   Joe gasped as he felt his cock spring out into view, and looked down to
see the sensuous smile on her face.  The very fact that this lovely blonde
was staring at his erection, mere inches away from it, was making his mind
spin.  As he stepped free from his underpants, he felt a sensation that
he'd never felt before - someone else's hand lightly grasping his penis! 
His stomach muscles contracted so hard that his heart seemed like it was
being pressed up into his throat.  His voice squeaked slightly as he
exclaimed, "I think I'm going to cum!  I think I'm going to cum!"

   Hearing his warning, Ryn carefully grasped his scrotum with her other
hand and pulled gently downward, stretching it away from his groin.  Joe's
eyes bulged slightly as he felt that sensation, and to his amazement, the
threat of his ejaculation ebbed.  He sighed with relief.

   "Is that better, Joe?" Ryn asked.

   "Yes.  Yes, that worked.  It sorta calmed me down."

   "Good.  Now, as I do this, I want you to warn me anytime that you feel
that you're getting close.  It's not that I don't want you to cum in my
mouth.  You can do that whenever you like.  But, this time, I think you
really want to empty your load into my pussy." She winked at him impishly,
and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

   Joe wasn't expecting her to do this, so his mind was still
uncomprehendingly processing her words when the sensory nerves in his glans
reported the amazing sensations of being enclosed in the warm, wet, smooth
enclosure of Ryn's mouth.  His toes began curling involuntarily, and they
curled even harder, almost lifting his feet off the ground as Ryn's tongue
began swiping back and forth over the tiny slit in the head of his cock!

   "I'm...  I'm...  gonna..." he groaned.

   Once again, Ryn stretched Joe's scrotum to throttle back his excitement.
He teetered on the edge of his orgasm for a few moments, and then gave off
a shuddering sigh.  "That's better," he informed her.  "Your mouth feels so
fantastic that I almost jumped out of my skin!"

   Ryn giggled in her throat, but didn't stop gently sucking and licking
the end of his cock, happily dining on the copious flow of precum he was
generating.  But she knew that he needed to cum very soon, since the
novelty of this interaction was intensifying his arousal so much that he
wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.  Besides, her pussy was lustily
lubing itself, and demanding that it be stretched, filled, and fucked.

   Taking her mouth off of his cock, she told him, "I want you to fuck me
now, Joe!  And I don't want you to hold back at all!  I want you to drive
your cock deep into me, and just start pumping fast and hard!  I expect
that you'll cum fast - and that's okay!  Once you do, just keep pumping.  I
think your dick will stay stiff that way and we can enjoy your second
orgasm in a more leisurely fashion." With that, she placed herself on her
back, spread her thighs, and opened her labia with her fingers.  "Put the
head of your cock near my hole, and I'll guide you in," she virtually
moaned, her voice thick with need.

   There was a tiny pang of regret in Joe's mind that he couldn't spend a
long time staring at Ryn's open sex.  But his cock was already throbbing so
hard, driven by the thought of what he was about to do, that he couldn't
waste any time!  Dropping to his knees, he grabbed the base of his shaft,
leaned his body forward until he was almost prone, and angled his dick near
one of her hands.  As Ryn grasped and took control of his cock, he let go
of it and leaned fully forward to brace his torso above hers, his hands
planted in the grass on either side of her.

   Ryn briefly rubbed Joe's glans up and down her slit, smearing together
his precum with her pussy juices, and then planted it directly at her
entrance.  "Now, Joe!  Right there!  Fuck me!  I need you!"

   Joe was already panting, his heart beating so hard and fast that he was
sure that everyone around could hear it.  But that thought was wiped from
his mind instantly, the moment his cock slid into the velvety, buttery
slickness of Ryn's pussy.  "I'm in her!  We're doing it!" raced through his
mind, as he instinctively began thrusting.  After only about three hard,
fast strokes, an excruciating pleasure ripped through his body!  His ball
sack contracted so forcefully that it felt like it was trying to push his
balls up through his cock and into her depths!  In reality, the
contractions were forcing an impressive load of semen up through his
intimate anatomy.  That load was driven into Ryn in a series of hearty
spurts.

   Ryn felt Joe's cock twitching inside her, along with the spreading
warmth of his seminal gift.  Wanting to reassure him, she moaned, "Oh, Joe!
It's wonderful!  I feel you cumming!  Yes!  Yes!" She nodded, biting her
lip in a sexy manner.  "I've been needing this for so long!  Thank you! 
Thank you!  Please keep fucking me!"

   As his cock stopped spewing, Joe felt less frantic now.  He continued
gliding his cock in and out of Ryn's receptive sheath.  As she'd predicted,
it stayed firm, to their mutual delight.  Slowing the pace of his thrusts,
Joe focused more on the reactions of his partner as he experimented with
slight changes of angle and force of impact.  Ryn was communicating without
words now, just uttering sounds like 'oooo' and 'aahhh' and encouraging
moans, along with using her hands to stroke his neck, chest, and arms.

   Joe looked down to where their bodies were joined, fascinated by the
manner in which her labia clung to his cock as it slid in and out.  The
mixed contributions of his semen blended with her pussy juices coated it,
and his pumping action was whipping those secretions into a white froth
that decorated her opening.  The sight was breathtakingly erotic,
especially combined with the heady, musky aroma wafting through the air
around them.  He was no stranger to female anatomy, but up until this point
it had been confined to pictures, not the real thing.  His eyes locked onto
the upper area where her labia came together and he realized he was
actually seeing her clit, which had swollen enough to peek its head free
from her clitoral hood.

   Inspired, he scooted slightly higher in relation to her body, and added
a tiny grinding action to his hips when he was fully inserted.  He watched
to see if this pressure and stimulation against her clitoris pleased her.
In response, Ryn gasped and moaned loudly.  Her hands flew to her breasts
and she began pinching, tugging, and rolling her stiffened nipples.  Her
eyes closed in concentration and she groaned, "Yes!...  That!...  Keep
doing that!...  I'm getting close!...  Oh, so close!...  You're gonna make
me cum!...  Don't stop!...  Don't stop!...  I'm..."

   Suddenly, Ryn's eyelids flew up, and, with wildly dilated pupils, she
stared into Joe's eyes as her orgasm claimed her body!  She shook beneath
him, inarticulate sounds pouring from her lips as she came.  If Joe thought
that the sensations of fucking her couldn't be topped, he was wrong.  The
sensations of her vaginal muscles contracting, rippling, and virtually
sucking at his cock during her orgasm were fantastically indescribable. 
Something primal triggered in his depths, and he produced a sound that
surprised them both.  It was a blend of a growl and a howl as he arched his
back and fresh, creamy jets of his semen bathed her sensitized cervix,
making her shriek with delight.  Without thinking, she brought her legs up
and locked them across the small of his back, holding him fully inside her
as they both quivered together.

   As they gradually calmed, Ryn reached up to draw his head down towards
hers until she could give him a passionate kiss.  They both reveled in the
sensation of his chest now pillowed on her breasts.  "Wow!" Ryn exclaimed,
a little breathless as their kiss ended.  "That was fantastic!  Thank you!"

   Joe looked deeply into her eyes and echoed, "Thank you!" He kissed her
again, and whispered, "You made my first time so very, very special.  I'll
remember you always." The certitude of his declaration made her heart skip
a beat.  As they cuddled in the afterglow, they finally became aware of
sounds emanating from the vicinity of Louise and Harry.

   The sounds were curious.  They were soft, sort of liquidy sounds, not
words.  Harry and Louise didn't appear to be speaking to one another.  As
their curiosity got the better of them, Ryn and Joe peaked around the edge
of the bush.  Embraced, they giggled softly as they saw the reason that
Louise and Harry weren't communicating verbally.  The two of them were now
fully naked, on their sides, and locked together in a intense 69 action -
Louise producing a slippery, sucking sound as she performed fellatio, and
Harry producing a slurping, squishy sound as he performed cunnilingus. 
They were so intent on what they were doing, that they didn't appear to
notice Ryn and Joe strolling up to stand near them and observe.

   Mischievously, Ryn whispered a quiet suggestion into Joe's ear.  His
eyes widened in surprise, but he nodded his agreement.  He knelt down
alongside Louise's butt as Ryn did the same near Harry's.  She gave a tiny
hand signal, and Joe began licking Louise's ass, as Ryn started licking
Harry's balls.  The recipients reacted by tightening their embrace,
grinding against each other and howling loudly - the howls muffled by the
cock filling Louise's mouth, and the fact that Harry's lips were sealed
against Louise's sex!

   "Oh, Shit!  I'm cumming!" Louise cried out as Joe continued licking her
ass rapidly.  Harry didn't mention that Ryn's tongue lapping at his
perineum and ball sack had also sent him over the edge - he didn't have to.
As she cried out, Louise let his cock slip free of her mouth at the
critical moment.  In the twinkling of an eye, Harry's cock launched several
hefty jets of cum all over her face!  Some of it rained down on Ryn's nose
and cheek as well, but she wasn't complaining about it.  Of one mind, the
two women gleefully licked Harry's cum off each other's face.  And, with
their lips that close, it was inevitable that they kiss.  And the kiss got
rather steamy.  Which helped the young men get fully aroused once again as
they observed, their stiffened cocks bobbing in the air and sunlight.

   "Let me see," Ryn pondered.  "Joe did an excellent job of fucking me, in
case anyone wonders," she began.  Joe blushed, but looked quite pleased
with himself, hearing her compliment.  "So, I think it's now Harry's turn,
just to be fair." Harry beamed.  "But I don't want to leave out Louise, or
have Joe feel left out either." She hummed.  "What to do?  What to do?" She
beckoned Louise closer, to whisper a question so quietly into her ear that
the men couldn't make out what she said or asked.

   Louise giggled, turned a little pink, and nodded rapidly.  "OK, it's
settled," Ryn informed the men.  "That is, if you both agree.  I'd like to
be on my hands and knees, with Harry taking me doggy style.  Louise wants
to be on her back under me, licking, sucking, and nibbling on my tits. 
She'd like to spread her thighs, and have Joe either eat her pussy, or fuck
it, or both - preferably both.  What do you think?"

   The young studs looked like they'd just won the lottery, or something.
Everyone was in agreement.  Quickly, they established the tableau that Ryn
had outlined.  Louise scooted sideways beneath Ryn's chest, latched onto
one of her nipples, and began sucking like a greedy, hungry baby.  Harry
squatted just behind Ryn's hips, rubbed the dripping head of his cock up
and down her ass crack, and then dipped it lower, slotting it easily into
the heated cauldron of her slippery pussy.  Joe got down onto his belly,
with his face positioned right above Louise's mound and labia.  He feasted
his eyes on this close-up of her dewy, satiny womanhood, delicately prying
open her pussy lips with careful fingers to examine the treasures within.

   Grunting with effort, Harry began pummeling Ryn's honey pot with long,
powerful thrusts.  Ryn moaned as she felt his hands grasp her waist,
holding her in place for his furious fucking.  She moaned even louder as
Louise's lips released the nipple she'd been nursing on with a lewd, wet
popping sound, switched to the other nipple, and began tugging and rolling
the first with passionate fingers.  Meanwhile, Joe finished his visual
inspection of Louise's clit, pee hole, and vaginal opening, because the
attraction of the fragrance wafting into his nostrils created an intense
desire on his part to taste her juices.  He gave several tentative licks,
but soon sealed his lips over as much of her vulva as possible, and began
digging his tongue deeply inside her, scooping and swallowing her delicious
fluids.

   Louise felt Joe's tongue burrowing into her tunnel, and either she was
in a heightened state of arousal, or Joe was even better at cunnilingus
than Harry had been.  In either case, she began bucking and writhing under
his oral assault, feeding him her nectar.  She increased her suction on
Ryn's nipple to the point that the entire areola was pulled into her mouth,
where her tongue began swirling and flicking against its sensitive tissues.
This caused Ryn's vocalizations to approximate those of a cat in heat,
which excited Harry even more.  He began fucking her so hard that his ball
sack, coated with her expelled juices, kept slamming against her labia with
obscene splatting noises.  Keeping his arousal under rigid control, he was
determined to make her cum before he did.

   Even though Joe was thrilled to be eating Louise's pussy, his aching
cock would no longer be denied.  Rearing up, and repositioning himself, he
slipped it carefully into her slick, receptive sheath.  "Oh man!  I'm
actually fucking two lovely women in a row!" he thought, his mind giddy
with delight.  As he began a careful pumping action, adjusting his angle,
his head was close to Ryn's shoulder.  He kissed it, tasting her salty
sweat.  Feeling the contact of his lips, Ryn swiveled her head to face him
and they began kissing.  Their sensuous kiss rapidly became passionate, as
each approached orgasm.

   Ryn was the first of the foursome to reach her peak.  She was braced on
her arms, and pinned in place by Harry's hands on her waist, and Louise's
mouth and hand at her tits, so all she could do was shudder in this
intimate embrace, although her eyelids flew up, and she gave off a muffled
moan into Joe's mouth.

   Harry felt Ryn's vaginal muscles begin churning on his cock shaft, and
massage his swollen glans.  Knowing that he'd helped this amazingly erotic
woman climax, he abandoned his personal control, and allowed his body to
unleash a flood of hot semen into her rippling depths.  Grimacing at the
intensity of his release, he groaned something that sounded like, "Oh god!
This is so fuckingly awesome!"

   Hearing the sounds being made by Harry and Ryn, and feeling her lips
shuddering against his, Joe, already close to his own release because of
the heady sensation of his dick gliding inside the warm, buttery sleeve of
Louise's cunt, could hold back no longer.  He pressed his cock into her as
far as it would go, and held it there as he began squirting.  Unthinking,
he broke off the kiss to cry out, "That's it!  Take it!  Take it! 
Ahhhhhhh!" His cock twitched and thrummed as it spit its seed into her.

   Awash with the scents, sounds and tastes of this mini-orgy, Louise had
been holding back as best she could, wanting her excitement to build and
build.  Joe's ejaculation provided the trigger that her body'd been
seeking. She freed her mouth from Ryn's breast, and reached up with both
arms to grab Ryn's torso for anchoring and leverage as she arched her back,
lifting her hips to lock her pelvis against Joe's, becoming a willing
receptacle for his intimate gift.

   The bliss that all four of them were experiencing simultaneously seem to
make time stand still.  But quivering muscles rapidly fatigue, and
gradually they tumbled together into a tangled, sweaty, ecstatic heap on
the grass.  Panting to catch their breath, they were bubbling with joy, and
kissing one another indiscriminately, expressing their gratitude.

   When they'd finally calmed down, and were sitting in a tight circle on
the warm grass, Louise patted Ryn's knee to get her attention.  "You know,
Ryn, if it leads ultimately to interactive play like this with such erotic
abandon, I might like a spin on your bondage cart," Louise confessed.  "But
for 5 minutes, or maybe even 10, but not 5 hours, please." They all laughed
together happily, and with Ryn's promise that Louise would get her wish,
they made plans for another get-together soon.



   Ryn's Need for Self Bondage Pt.  02

   "Come on, Ryn.  You promised.  You know you did," Louise insisted.  "The
weather's perfect, and I shaved my pussy special this morning.  I want just
the two of us around for this, and you know that we'll probably be seeing
Joe and Harry later today," Louise pleaded.

   Ryn looked groggy.  She'd been up much of the night, mentally struggling
with a tricky work problem.  She'd skipped dinner the night before, and
breakfast this morning, and her tummy was trying to remind her about that
oversight.  But Louise was right.  She'd promised.  "OK, OK," she mumbled
unenthusiastically.  "Help me get the cart out of the cellar." 

   The two of them maneuvered the cart up the ramp, and out to rest on the
grass.  Louise was beside herself with anticipation.  Ever since she saw
her neighbor, Ryn, naked and bound atop the cart, she knew she just had to
experience that for herself.

   Ryn checked the charge on the cart's batteries, going through the
motions in an almost zombie-like trance.  "How long do you want?" she
uttered in a subdued voice.

   "Five minutes," Louise answered, already stripping off her clothes. 
"No, wait.  Make it ten minutes, please." Naked now, she bent over to watch
Ryn put 00:10 on the timer.  After the last mishap, both of them knew that
this display was hours and minutes, not minutes and seconds, as Ryn had
originally assumed.

   "You sure you're ready for this?" Ryn said distractedly, shaking her
long blonde hair out of her eyes, which had fallen forward as she'd leaned
over.

   "Oh, yes!  Yes!" Louise replied, bouncing up and down in anticipation.
The bouncing action made Louise's ebony curls fly up and down, and her
generous tits bobbed and swayed in a manner that Ryn would have found
highly exciting, if she'd been more alert.  "I dreamed about it all night!"
Louise gushed.  "And my pussy's so wet right now that we don't have to lube
its saddle dildo." She was referring to the vertical vibrator affixed to
the top of the cart saddle that sprang to life at random intervals during
the ride.  "Should I climb aboard and slip it inside me?"

   "Yes.  Go ahead, and I'll adjust the straps." Almost as an afterthought,
she added, "Oh.  Do you also want to be gagged, as I was?"

   Nervous with anticipation, Louise shifted from one foot to the other. 
Deciding, she answered, "Yes, please, Ryn.  I just know I'm going to cum
the moment that vibrator kicks in, and I don't want my resulting scream to
scare the neighborhood." Having stated her choice, she gingerly scrambled
onto the cart, held her labia open, and sank down onto the dildo.  As she
felt it enter, stretch and fill her, she groaned, "Oh my!  I may not even
have to wait for the vibrator to activate.  Please gag me, quickly!"

   Ryn managed to secure the special gag she'd designed on Louise's head.
Soft, cloth covered foam shaped like a ball partially filled the dark
haired woman's mouth, and attached to it, wide straps went horizontally to
Velcro together behind her head.  In addition, vertical straps went from
her cheeks up, to join above her head, and down, to join under her chin. 
It wouldn't displace, even if she could shake her head violently.  And, as
Louise leaned back against the vertical bar behind her spine, Ryn lowered
the posture collar enough to work properly with regard to the shorter
woman's height, and carefully closed it around her neck - this prevented
all but the smallest head movements anyway.

   Louise blindly snaked her arms down through the loops that would confine
her elbows and wrists, while Ryn threaded the two pairs of straps that
would secure Louise just below her knees and just above her ankles. 
Finally, she secured Louise's torso with a strap across her tummy, and
another that on Ryn herself would've been across the tops of her breasts,
angling downward.  On Louise, this strap had to go under the woman's
generous tits, and angled upward, lifting them slightly as if presenting
them on an obscene hammock.  Louise could barely look down, but she saw how
that strap made her tits jut forward lewdly, and blushed.  She wasn't sure
if she was grateful that Joe and Harry weren't around, or disappointed.

   "You're all set, and aimed right," Ryn told her.  "Go ahead and press
the activation switch."

   Louise tried, but it was a little too far to the side for her shorter
fingers.  She couldn't quite reach the activation switch.  She mumbled a
complaint into her gag, and the resultant sounds were gibberish.

   Seeing her friend straining, Ryn knew she had to assist.  But her
lowered blood sugar made spots swim before her eyes as she braced herself
against the cart to lean over to press the switch.  She'd just pressed it
when her eyes rolled up as she fainted.  Her crumpling body caused two
things to happen, only one of which Louise noticed.  Ryn's outstretched
finger brushed the timer, and before it fell free, the display read 02:10
in glaring digits.  Two hours and 10 minutes!  Louise couldn't see the
timer, so she was unaware of that alteration.

   But the weight of Ryn's slumping body shoved against the rear of the
cart making the rear wheel swivel, and the now forward motion of the drive
wheels skewed its course, before the sensors straightened out the rear
wheel.  Louise was well aware of the cart's lurch, and her eyes dilated in
panic as she saw the cart was now aimed dead center for the driveway
leading to the street!  She tried to protest loudly into the gag, but her
sounds were muffled, and Ryn was currently unconscious, anyway!  "Why did
Ryn shove the cart that way?" she frantically asked herself.

   Inexorably, albeit slowly, the cart trundled past the edge of the house,
and down the driveway.  Louise was struggling the entire time, and sweating
pretty badly by the time the cart reached the edge of the street.  Unable
to look behind herself, she had no idea why Ryn hadn't leaped to her
rescue, but now she was more worried that she'd hear the screech of car
brakes.  Or worse yet, the sound of a car and no screech of brakes - just
the sound of an impact!

   Fortunately, it was a quiet street, and there were no cars at all at the
moment.  And no pedestrians.  On the one hand, Louise would've been
horrified to be seen by her neighbors like this - naked and bound.  On the
other hand, the fact that no one saw her meant that no one was around to
free her, either. 

   Being a modern development, the driveways on opposite sides of the
street were staggered apart, to lessen the chances of two cars backing out
at the same time might collide with each other.  But that meant that when
the cart reached the curb on the other side of the street, its sensors made
it turn, and it ended up moving parallel to the curb.  Going down the
street.  Heading toward the town center!  This fact was registering in
Louise's mind as the vibrator inside her kicked into life.  And it buzzed
so long and insistently that her straining body had no choice but to react.

   Trying desperately not to do so, she came anyway!

   She moaned in the gag as a strong orgasm coursed through her flesh.  Her
nipples stiffened so hard that it felt to her like she could scratch glass
with them.  If they were hard as diamonds, they were mounted in gorgeous
settings of reddened, pebbled areolae.  The crinkles in those sensitive
rings of skin were so pronounced that the gentle breezes wafting over them
were forced into every nook and cranny, causing maddening sensual caresses!

   When the pleasure abated, the terror returned.  "This isn't what I
signed up for!" Louise shrieked mentally.  "Being naked like this in Ryn's
back yard is one thing.  Being naked and vulnerable out on a public street
is definitely another thing entirely!" She shook her body side to side as
much as she could, pulling hard on the straps.  But they held her firmly.
All she succeeded in doing was to make her large tits jiggle back and forth
atop their strap cradle.  They bobbed and weaved, making her nipples trace
strange designs in the open air.

   The cart trundled into a patch of sunlight.  The warm rays of the sun
struck her sweaty skin and made it glow.  She felt like she was now on some
surreal stage, with a spotlight full on her.  If their had been an
audience, she could only imagine the jeers and catcalls they'd be
articulating.  "They'd probably be saying 'look at that slut' and 'her tits
look enormous in that bright light' and 'forget the tits - look at the
stuff oozing out of her cunt' and 'her cunt lips are so bright red and
puffy' and other derisive things," she groaned mentally to herself.

   The helpless, restrained woman was propelled through a couple of street
intersections without incident.  As the vibrator began purring inside her,
Louise sucked air through her nostrils, trying to contain her excitement.
She would have lost again, except the vibrator stopped before she climaxed.
Perversely, she actually got a little angry at that.  "Damn it!  I was so
close to cumming again!  Why did it have to stop?!" she complained to
herself, conveniently forgetting that she'd fought hard NOT to cum!

   Her heart lurched in her chest as Louise spied a guy mowing his lawn up
ahead.  "Oh lord," she thought, "he's going to see me at any moment!  What
will he do to me?  Molest me?  Call the police?" Tears of fright formed on
her eyes, and leaked down her cheeks.  The moisture was making her sniffle,
and her nose started to run, but there wasn't a thing she could do about
it. She now had a very good idea how Ryn must've felt when, on her earlier
mishap with the cart, she'd seen Harry and Joe walking toward her, eyeing
her trussed, nude body.

   Miraculously, the guy was so intent on his task, he apparently didn't
even notice the slow moving cart.  Again, Louise experienced mixed
emotions. Of course, she was relieved that he hadn't seen her and done
anything bad.  But still - she was upset that she'd been ignored!  "Oh my
god!" she thought.  "Here I am...  naked and fully on display...  and that
jerk couldn't even be bothered to look?" Okay.  She wasn't making much
sense.  But admittedly she was having a difficult time coming to grips with
her vulnerability in this unforeseen circumstance.

   "Hasn't it been ten minutes by now?" she queried herself.  "I know that
we set the timer for 10 minutes!  I saw that on the display myself!" She
had no way of knowing that Ryn's collapse had changed the timer settings.
Then another thought struck.  "What happens when the timer does expire?  Oh
yes.  The straps loosen.  I get freed.  Oh my god!  Then what?  So what if
I manage to get off this cart?  I'll still be naked, with not a scrap of
clothing here to cover myself.  And I'm blocks and blocks from Ryn's place
or my home!  Even if I manage to cover my tits and my pussy with my arm and
my hand, my ass will still be showing!  My face will still be showing!  And
it'll be obvious that I'm running through the neighborhood - naked!  I'll
die of shame!"

   She was starting to think, "Gosh, now I wish Harry and Joe had been
there when all this started - they could've saved me!  And whatever
happened to Ryn?  Why did she let me..." That stream of thought was
abruptly cut off as the saddle's vibrator awakened with such intensity that
Louise screamed and screamed into her gag as a rolling climax seized her
body and attention!  She came, and the vibrator didn't stop or even lessen.
Air was wheezing in and out of her nose as she desperately tried to
oxygenate the blood racing through her blood vessels, pushed by the
frenzied pumping of her heart.  Her eyes began to lose focus as another,
even stronger orgasm burst inside her frame!  It was as if this orgasmic
wave had climbed atop the previous one, teetered, tipped over the edge, and
was now crashing through her!  It seemed like every muscle of her body
contracted at the same time!

   Mercifully, the vibrations ceased again, and the world swam around
inside Louise's vision as her eyes rolled, crossed and uncrossed.  When it
finally settled back to something approaching normalcy, she saw two girls,
probably in their late teens, walking on the sidewalk, coming toward her.
They were quite close by this time, and were staring at her with shocked,
owlish expressions.  Then, almost as a unit, their hands flew up to cover
their mouths as they giggled shrilly, looking at one another, sharing the
ludicrous humor of the situation.  They were still giggling loudly as they
passed her completely.  They didn't offer to help. 

   The mindless cart continued its journey.  Having encountered no
obstacles, it hadn't turned one bit.

   The next people Louise approached were a young couple, perhaps in their
twenties.  They stared at her for a couple of moments, then the woman
whispered to the man and nudged him, saying, "I dare you to find out!"

   Grinning, but looking a little shy, the guy stepped close to the side of
the cart.  Reaching out, he grasped and squeezed Louise's closest tit. 
"No!" he called out.  "It's not a mannequin.  She's real."

   "Really?" the woman said, sounding intrigued now.  She quickly circled
around to the other side of the cart, walking in the street.  She too
grasped the nearest tit.  "Wow!" she breathed.  She squeezed the nipple
between her thumb and index finger.  "Wow!" she repeated.  "You're right.
She's really a naked woman, tied to this cart!" Mischievously, her hand
wandered down Louise's tummy, and toyed with her mound and lips.  "And,
judging from her wetness, she must be enjoying this a lot!  Feel her down
here!"

   The guy's hand explored the same region.  Louise made incoherent sounds
into her gag.  She was mortified to have these strangers taking such
liberties.  But she couldn't deny that she was enjoying their human touch.
In fact, if either of them diddled her clit much more, she was going to
display fully how much she was enjoying this.  The woman couldn't tell if
Louise's sounds were those of protest or encouragement.  But she decided on
the latter.  "I usually touch myself like this," she told her companion. 
"Watch."

   Her finger glided along one of Louise's inner pussy lips...  up... 
up... up.  Then it circled the base of her pulsating clit and stroked along
the other inner lip...  down...  down...  down.  She repeated this gentle
touch over and over.  Louise found it arousing.  Stimulating.  Maddening.
She was having her clit almost touched each time, until it was silently
screaming for attention.  After just a short period of time, Louise thought
she'd go crazy if she didn't cum immediately.  The young woman was either a
mind reader, or she was watching Louise's level of arousal, manifested in
the size, color, and motions of her clit.  Because just then, she touched
Louise's clit with a soft, thrumming action, and Louise cried out into her
gag as her cunt spurted her cum juices.

   "Holy shit!" the guy exclaimed.  "You actually made her squirt!"

   The woman laughed.  "Yes, I did.  Now, let's go to your place, and you
can practice on me," she suggested in a husky tone of voice, obviously
stirred up by Louise's reaction.  She leaned over and gave one of Louise's
tits a lusty kiss.  "Thanks for letting me demonstrate," she whispered. 
And just like that, the couple was gone!

   More forward motion.  Louise was being carried into a more popular
section of town - with more pedestrians!  Some didn't seem to even notice
her, and others quickly averted their eyes and walked away, faster than
they'd been walking before.  But many stared.  Really stared.  They stared
like they were memorizing every inch of her that was visible.  The more of
them that stared at her, the more helpless she felt.  She couldn't do
anything to cover herself or avert their gaze.  She started blushing -
furiously!  The embarrassment made her heart race.  The mind can play a
funny thing with that.  She was naked, and her heart was racing, which
mimicked the arousal of love-making, to a certain extent.  Soon her
embarrassment was blending, mixing, and transforming into excitement.

   And then she noticed people whispering to each other.  Whispering as
they scanned her nude flesh.  She began to wonder what they were saying to
one another.  Words sprang unbidden into her thoughts as if the people were
speaking loudly about her and to her.  Many were showing disgust.

   "Look at that slut on parade!"

   "Strapped into that contraption with all her naughty bits on display!"

   "A whore - definitely a whore!"

   "Don't you dare look at her, Charles!  Don't condone such behavior!"

   Some of the people staring were licking their lips, and then whispering
urgently to the person next to them.  Louise couldn't help but interpret
their expressions as lustful.  More words surged through her mind,
translating those expressions into imagined statements.

   "Look at those tits!  Look at those nipples!  They're just begging to be
grabbed and sucked on!"

   "Yeah.  Yeah!  And her cunt!  It looks so juicy, gleaming wetly.  I bet
she's turned on!"

   "Turned on, hell!  She's obviously a nympho.  The cart's probably taking
her to the red light district for a gang bang!"

   "Where do we sign up?  I want to fuck that slut!  I want to fuck her and
make her moan for more!"

   Unfortunately, the vibrator kicked on just then, and Louise moaned
loudly into her gag as her muscles began contracting from her heightening
arousal.  Her vaginal muscles clamped down hard on the oscillating rod
stuffed inside them.  In minutes, she was convulsing in her restraints as
another orgasm tore through her body.  Just before her eyes went out of
focus from the intensity of this release, she saw the jaws of several men
drop open in surprise.  She felt she could hear their thoughts once again.

   "Oh damn!  That whore is cumming!  She's cumming!"

   "Have you ever seen tits shake like that when a woman cums?"

   "Hell no!  And her cunt looks like its actually sucking at that thing
jammed inside it!  I wish my cock was there right now!  I'd drill her and
fill her full of my hot spunk!"

   "My god!  Is that her clit?!  It's so swollen and elongated that I can
see it from way over here!  And it's either throbbing fast, or it's being
vibrated - look at it shake!  I'd love to have my finger or tongue on it
when it's doing that!"

   Those imagined statements sent Louise spiraling into a deliciously
prolonged set of multiple orgasms.  Even after the vibrator stopped, she
kept cumming, spurred on by all those lewd, lascivious statements.  As she
calmed, she was lulled by the motion of the cart, as it bumped gently on
small rough spots in the road.  She was in a submissive haze at this point,
unaware of the world around her, and unaware of time passing.  She barely
noticed the cart coming to a halt, and the straps releasing.  The posture
collar unlatched at the same time.

   Louise finally came to her senses.  She slipped her arms free of the
loops behind her, and then rolled her shoulders several times to ease their
ache.  She reached down and freed her legs and ankles, and then pried her
pussy up and off the saddle's vibrator.  It came out of her with a sloppy
obscene sucking sound, thoroughly drenched with cum and cunt juice.  She
detached the Velcro straps and spat the gag out of her mouth, placing it on
the cart seat.  At that moment, the weary woman became aware of two things.
For some reason, there were no onlookers in her immediate area at the
moment was her first realization.  The second was - she was standing there
next to the cart, stark naked - in public!

   She stifled a shriek of dismay, and tried to conceal her nudity with her
hands, crouching down, and starting to run in the direction of home!  Her
tits were bouncing so much that her arm couldn't control them!  They
jiggled free and threatened to slap her in the face with practically every
step.  She'd only managed to run less than a block when she saw people
strolling toward her, off in the distance.  Wide-eyed, she dove into some
shrubbery to hide! 

   Heart pounding in her ears, she crouched like some animal, peering,
hoping she wouldn't be spotted.  Even after they strolled by, her fright
was such that her shaky legs refused to lift her to her feet now, let alone
propel her homeward.  "I may have to wait here until dark, so I can try to
get home without being seen.  But I could be discovered at any moment!" She
hissed quietly with fear.  Fear of being caught.  Fear of being grabbed by
strangers, and used.  Fear of women screaming for the police.  Fear of
arrest and court and maybe jail!



   She hid and trembled and sweated anxiously.  An eternity later, perhaps
20 minutes or so, a car came barreling down the street and screeched to a
halt near the cart.  Harry and Ryn leaped out and ran to the cart.  Ryn
called out, "Louise!  Where are you?"

   A fresh surge of adrenaline raced through Louise's veins.  Like a gopher
rising up out of its burrow, she popped up inside the shrubbery.  "Here! 
I'm here!" She was almost blubbering with relief as they grabbed her
clothes from inside the car and raced over to her.  They helped Louise out
of the shrubs and, acting as a team, pulled her clothes onto her body as
best they could.  She was now giddy with relief.

   After bundling Louise into the car's back seat, Joe, Ryn and Harry all
lifted the cart and swung it around to face back the way it'd come.  Ryn
swiftly replaced a battery, supplying the cart with a sufficient charge. 
She climbed aboard the cart as Joe and Harry returned to the car.  During
all this, a few people had wandered up, and had been ogling Louise as she
was dressed, observed her being helped into the car, and had carefully
watched the actions with the re-positioning of the cart.

   Seeing their quizzical expressions, Ryn addressed the onlookers, saying,
"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for your rapt attention to our piece of
performance art.  That concludes this show." She didn't know if they'd buy
into that explanation, but figured it was worth a try.

   One person, looking slightly baffled, started a slow, tentative
clapping. Others gradually joined in.  Finally, about everyone present was
applauding, before they began to disperse.

   She'd said the show was over, but the few people that remained did get
an extra treat. 

   Lifting her skirt, she settled her pussy over the still warm vibrator,
slick with Louise's juices and cum fluids.  Realizing that she was pressing
her friend's fluids deep into her own pussy, Ryn shivered with delight. 
She was sitting upright on the saddle, not kneeling, with her feet planted
on the floor of the cart in front of her.  This allowed her to lean over
and manually engage the drive wheels.  She might have to pause at various
intersections, but she'd make the long journey, driving the cart back home.
Each time the slow progress became a little tedious, Ryn pumped her hips up
and down several times, fucking herself on the vibrator.  She made a mental
note to add vibrator activation to the manual controls, as well.

   When she pulled into her back yard, she found the trio waiting for her.
Harry had gotten Louise some food and drink, while Joe cuddled her as they
waited.  After the dark haired woman had rested and eaten, she'd started
thanking the two young men in her own fashion.  When Ryn approached the
group, Louise had a cock in each hand, and was happily stroking them to
full, straining erections.  She kept pumping them as Ryn explained to
Louise how she'd fainted from hunger and fatigue.

   "Joe and Harry found me, here in the backyard, unconscious on the
ground. After they revived me, we looked for the cart and realized it
must've made it out of the yard.  We got into the car, and decided to look
for you downhill.  Thank goodness we were right!  I don't know how long I
was out like that, or why the timer didn't stop you after 10 minutes, but
you'd traveled quite a distance!"

   Louise sighed in relief.  "Look at the bright side.  I survived.  I
didn't get hit by a car.  The police didn't show up and arrest me.  No one
shouted out my name in recognition, so maybe no one knew it was me.  After
all the gag obscured my face a little, and the posture collar stretched my
neck." She looked from Ryn to Harry to Joe.  "And, other than you three, no
one has had a detailed, prolonged look at the naked torso that they know
belongs to me.  So I doubt anyone recognized me from my tits or pussy." She
flushed a little.  "Of course, there may be many images of my body flooding
the Internet from people's cell phones.  But there's not much I can do
about that."

   "Speaking of detailed, prolonged looks at your naked torso," Harry
began, with a lecherous expression on his face.  "Can we now do more than
look?"

   Louise laughed, stripped off, laid herself back on the grass and opened
her arms and legs.  "Come on, big boy," she demanded in a husky voice. 
"Come and fuck me silly!"

   Joe was gaining more and more confidence at voicing what he wanted with
women, which pleased Ryn.  Addressing Louise, he asked, "Can I get in on
that action, too?"

   Louise grinned and licked her lips like a cat that had just lapped up
some cream.  "Sure, Joe.  I've got two holes down here, and they both feel
like they want to be stuffed," she said, pointing at the spot where her
thighs came together.

   "Dibs on her ass hole!" Harry yelled, as he threw off his clothes and
got onto his back next to Louise.  His stiff cock poked upward like a
fleshy flagpole.  Giggling, she squatted over his hips, facing his feet, as
she took some of the slippery liquids adorning her pussy and smeared them
over her butt hole.  Harry's hands grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them
apart, stretching her anal ring open as she began working the lube into
that rear hole.

   "Fine with me," Joe told Harry, obligingly.  "I want to plow her pussy
anyway." His clothes were quickly scattered on the grass.  As Louise slowly
impaled her ass on Harry's cock, she started leaning backward.  He reached
up and grasped her magnificent mammaries to help her stretch her torso out
against his chest, and began humping up into her from below.

   Ryn took hold of Louise's smoothly shaven labia and parted them, holding
her open until Joe's entry.  Kneeling, he slotted his cock into the warm,
wet embrace of her pussy, and buried it to the hilt.  He was braced on his
hands so he could look from Louise's wide-eyed expression of enjoyment of
this double penetration, down along her torso, where her breasts were being
massaged and teased by Harry's hands, down across her belly and mound, and
ultimately watching his cock sliding in and out of her honey pot.  Seeing
how her labia clung to his dick each time he partially withdrew was so
extremely erotically exciting that he almost ejaculated after a few
strokes!

   Ryn correctly interpreted his suddenly apprehensive look, and acted
quickly.  Whispering into his ear, she said, "Take your time, Joe.  We have
all afternoon and evening, and I want you to save some of that for me,
too." She kissed him tenderly, and then slowly began removing her clothes.
Joe was able to divide his attention now between Louise and Ryn, and that
helped him regain control.

   However, Louise was in the process of losing control, and thrilled by
the prospect of doing so.  "Both of you hold still for me," she begged. 
Harry and Joe obeyed, stopping their movements.  Louise began a slight
rotary, grinding motion with her hips, making the cocks move inside her at
the rate and angles that she sought.  "Ohhhh...  fuck...  yes...  yes..."
she groaned.  Ryn leaned in between Joe and Louise, licking one of her
nipples and gently tweaking the other.  That was all it took to send Louise
over the edge!

   "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!" she cried out as her body began shuddering.  Her ass
and pussy muscles clenched and released in rapid cycles as she shook and
bucked.  Harry and Joe gritted their teeth, enjoying the sensation of
Louise's release, but holding back, since they both wanted to enjoy a fuck
session with Ryn, as well.

   When Louise calmed down, she rose up and kissed Joe hard, carefully
detached her pussy and ass from the wonderful erections that had pleasured
her, and gave Harry a lusty kiss as she made room for Ryn to take her
place.

   "That looked like so much fun!" Ryn exclaimed.  "I want a double
penetration, too!"

   "Can I have the ass this time?" Joe asked.

   "You sure can," Ryn promised, kissing him happily.  "Since Harry's still
on his back, I'll kneel over him doggy style, and work his dick into my
pussy.  Then you can take my ass from behind me.  I suggest you hold my
hips and straddle me like that, Joe."

   "Wait!" Louise demanded.  "Let me get her ass hole ready for you, Joe,
and guide you in." Ryn quickly felt Louise's hot tongue lapping at her
anus, wetting it thoroughly.  Then the tongue began poking its way inward,
drilling, demanding entry.  Once Ryn's muscles had relaxed enough, Louise's
fingers replaced her tongue, entering, stretching, and dilating her nether
hole.  Finally, Louise seemed satisfied, and she and Joe spread Ryn's ass
cheeks wide apart as Louise took a firm grasp on Joe's manhood and placed
his glans right smack dab at the center of Ryn's opening.  She spit on the
cock's shaft as Joe pressed it slowly inward, and all three of them heard
Ryn's moan of delight as her second lower hole was filled.

   For a while, Harry humped up into her from below by raising his hips and
arching his back.  And Joe crouched over her hips and pummeled her ass from
above.  Not to be left out, Louise played with Ryn's tits, encouraging her,
"Feel those cocks moving like pistons in your holes, my slut friend!  These
two studs are reaming you with powerful strokes!  What an obscene, arousing
sight!  Let go of your control!  They want you to cum!  I want you to cum!
We want to see you convulsing in orgasm, honey!"

   Soon, it became obvious that Harry was tiring.  Lifting his hips up and
down rapidly like that was wearing him out.  Ryn sensed this, and slowly
began adjusting her pose, sliding her knees toward his feet, until she was
stretched out on top of him, while his ass remained on the grass, and he
could rest.  Feeling her shift of position, Joe shifted his own, keeping
his cock inside her ass and also stretching out his body.  He ended up
pressed gently along her back, not pinning her so hard that she'd be unable
to move.

   All the extra contact of warm skin against her own raised Ryn's arousal
to a fever pitch, and she began a grinding action with her hips similar to
what Louise had done earlier, although Ryn was face down as she did it. 
Her motions made the double stuffing of cock inside her tight tunnels move
so sensuously that she began gasping, close to climax.  Louise slid her
hands between Ryn and Harry, cupping Ryn's tits in her hands, squeezing
their sensitive tissues just right.  Emitting a howl, Ryn's felt the orgasm
claim her body, inexorably driving her into a hedonistic rapture of
release! Her cum juices anointed both men's genitals delightfully.

   As exciting as Ryn's delicious cries and movements were, Joe and Harry
just barely managed to hold back their own orgasms, heeding Louise's plea,
"Wait!  Wait!  I want some of your cum, too!"

   When Ryn murmured, "Thank you both!  That was fantastic.  Mind-blowing.
I heard Louise asking for your cum, and I'd like some too.  Would you be
OK, this time, with jacking off onto our bodies with a hot shower of
semen?"

   They didn't have to be asked more than once.  In moments, Louise and Ryn
were face up, pressed side by side against one another on the grass.  Joe
and Harry stood on either side of them, looking down as their hands
vigorously pumped their straining cocks.  The cords in their necks were
standing out from their efforts as they gazed with ecstasy at the naked
flesh stretched out below them.  Their eyes were darting from the women's
faces to their tits to their hands playing in each other's pussy. 

   The sight was so erotic that soon the men were grunting as their cocks
began spurting!  Glob after glob of hot, sticky semen flew down, splatting
on tits, tummies, cunts and even faces!  The women were a lovely mess by
the time the seed stopped jetting from the men standing above them.  Ryn
and Louise took turns lapping the white man-scented streaks from each
other's bodies.  Their lips made obscene slurping sounds as they sucked up
all they could.  The men just watched and marveled, their slowly deflating
cocks still twitching from time to time.

   Afterward, cuddling, they all agreed that the carnal celebration that
had followed Louise's mishap with the cart was quite memorable.  Perhaps
more-so because the dark-haired woman's libido had been revved up by her
feelings of humiliation, embarrassment, and loss of control, having been
bound and helpless like that as strangers viewed her predicament.  A kinky
idea began taking hazy shape inside Ryn's fertile mind.  Whether it would
come to fruition, only time would tell.