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Missy's Snowy Day in the Woods
by pantiless missy (pantilessmissy@yahoo.com)
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What I did one day when I took a day off from work.
(F/self-bondage exh)
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Inspired by Andrea's Selfbondage
a story written by PV and available for viewing at:
http://fetish.pornparks.com/selfbondage/ad/andrea.html
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My name is missy, and I'm an attractive redhead in my
late teens 19 to be exact who lives alone in an area
known as Pikeville KY. It is a beautiful place with
woods all around and numerous large hills. Recently, I
went through a self-bondage ordeal that was so
exciting, I simply had to write about it.
On a Friday morning in late November, I awoke and saw
that it was
gently snowing outside and the temperature was 35
degrees. Cold, snowy days make me extremely horny so I
decided to call in sick to work and do something I had
wanted to do for the past couple of weeks.
After quickly eating, washing up, and getting dressed
in plaid skirt, a white sweat shirt, and Nike shoes, I
placed my necessary bondage gear in a small backpack
along with a bottle of water and a pair of knee high
white nylons. Then I headed outside towards an
abandoned farm about two miles away. The farm had been
for sale for over a month, and I had previously
inspected the property and found it to be ideal for
self bondage.
As I walked down the gravel road, my sweat shirt was
getting damp from the snow and my nipples were becoming
visible. I didn't worry about anyone noticing, though,
because the road was rarely used and the few homes that
I passed were quite a distance away from the road and
had long driveways.
After nearly an hour of walking, I reached the farm
which consisted of an old, run down house about twenty
yards from the road, a chicken coup with a pile of junk
behind it, and a large barn which was behind the house.
The barn had only one entrance, which was a set of
large doors in front that opened outward and were kept
closed by a board that slid into two slots, one in each
door.
I grabbed the handle of the board, pulled to the right,
and it fell free. Going back to the far right corner of
the barn, I took the key ring out of my bag and set it
on the floor. These were the keys to each of my
padlocks. After making sure the locks in my bag were
still open, I went back outside towards the road,
leaving the barn doors slightly open.
On the opposite side of the road, there was a logging
trail that lead nearly a mile up to the top of a large
hill. The trail was about 10 feet wide and went through
a dense forest. I headed upwards and soon saw a small
shed that had probably been used by the farm's former
owner during hunting season. From my previous visit, I
knew that the shed was empty and unlocked, with a hasp
on the door.
As I approached it, my heart began racing and the
wetness between my legs was almost unbearable. Standing
at the door, I looked around to see if anyone was
watching. Seeing nothing but the trees and hearing only
the gentle rainfall striking the leaves, I set down my
backpack and began to take off my clothes.
First, I removed my shoes and set them inside the shed.
Then, I pulled my sweat shirt over my head, releasing
my 36C breasts. Finally, I pulled my skirt down and
kicked it off, exposing my wet, shaven pussy as well as
my well rounded ass. I quickly threw my clothes in the
shed, and bent down and put on my knee highs and my
Nikes, shut the door, and locked it with a padlock from
my backpack.
Now, I was completely naked in the woods and would have
to walk back across the road to the barn to get the
keys that would unlock the shed. My plan was now half
complete. Then I put my backpack on and continued up
the trail. Feeling the cold freezing snow falling on my
skin and the icy breeze caressing my nude body soon
became too much to handle. I dropped to my knees in the
snow and
squeezed my nipples with my left hand, while rubbing my
clit with my right hand.
In less than a minute, I shuddered through an intense
orgasm. When it was over, I stood up and continued up
the trail, fondling my tits, ass, and pussy as I
walked. The dirt trail had been turned into slush,
which made my journey a
little more difficult, In the distance, to my left, was
another farmhouse. from behind a tree I poked my head
out and didn't see anyone, so I dashed through the
clearing towards the woods. My tits were bouncing so
much that I had to cup them with my hands as I ran.
Even with this support, they still jiggled wildly, as
did my ass, but I pressed on until I reached the other
side of the woods. I entered it and made my way past
the first couple rows of trees. Then I stopped and
realized that the snow was ending. I was a little
disappointed, but after taking off my backpack and
emptying it's contents on the ground, I quickly became
horny again and continued with my plan.
First, I put on my black leather wrist and ankle cuffs,
and locked them on with padlocks. Then, I put on my
black leather belt with metal rings on either side and
in back. After making sure it was tight, but not too
tight, I put a padlock through the front and locked it
on.
Next, I grabbed the two chains that I kept locked
together in the shape of a letter "T". One chain was
six inches long and the other was three feet long. One
end of the longer chain was locked to the middle of the
shorter chain.
With the six inch chain, I put a padlock on each end
and locked them to my ankle cuffs. This would enable me
to walk, but I would have to take very small steps.
Then, I picked up my red ball gag and put it in my
mouth, wrapping the leather straps firmly around my
head and locking it into place with another small
padlock.
Getting down on my knees, I took the free end of the
long chain and slid it through the ring on the back of
my belt and through the rings of my wrist cuffs. Then,
I put the lock through the end link of the chain and
through another link in the chain, just below the ring
in my belt. After taking a moment to make sure
everything was in place, I snapped the lock shut.
For the first couple of minutes, I struggled and tried
to wiggle free, but the bonds did not budge. I
desperately wanted to touch my burning pussy, but with
my hands secured behind my back as they were, this was
impossible. Then, seemingly out of thin air, I heard a
buzzing sound in the distance. After listening for a
minute and still not knowing what the source of the
noise was, I decided to get up and head back to the
trail.
Getting up on my feet was not difficult, but the chain
attached to the belt and wrist cuffs kept me from
standing straight up. After taking baby steps to the
edge of the woods, I poked my head out, looked to my
right, and saw the source of the buzzing sound. Two
people, probably teenage boys, were riding snowmobiles
through the snow around the farm in the distance.
"Damn", I thought to myself. Now I will have to make my
way back to the trail without being spotted. My plan
was to walk left, to the end of the clearing into the
woods, then walk back to the trail using the trees as
cover. Seeing no one, I hobbled as quickly as possible
through the clearing until I reached the tree line.
Since the sun was now coming out through the clouds and
was almost directly overhead, I knew that it was around
noon and if I wanted to get to my keys, and my clothes
before nightfall, I would have to take my chances and
go now.
A few times I stumbled over the chain and almost fell,
but I always managed to regain my balance and keep
walking. I began to wonder what it would be like
if they did see me and came to investigate. They would
find a beautiful, young woman nude, bound, and gagged
with no one else around. They could do anything they
wanted to me and I would be totally helpless.
That thought made me terribly horny and I tried again
to touch my pussy, but all I could touch was my smooth,
sexy ass. It bounced and jiggled as I walked, so I
caressed it and occasionally slapped and groped it. My
tits were swaying back and forth, and all I could do
was look down at them and wish someone was sucking on
my nipples, which were extremely hard.
My fantasies stopped for a moment when I saw that the
trail was right in front of me. Feeling both relieved
and disappointed that I made it without being spotted,
I began walking down the trail. It was slow going and I
stopped and ducked down several times, swearing I heard
someone walking in the woods. Usually, the source of
the noise was a squirrel or deer rustling leaves as it
moved. When I felt that it was safe, I would slowly get
back up and continue walking.
It was at least mid-afternoon when I finally made it to
the shed. "Soon I will be free and have my clothes
back" I thought, relieved that the end was near. My jaw
was aching, my thighs were trembling, I was thirsty,
and pale freckled skin was bright red from the cold.
As I approached the road, the farmhouse started coming
into view, along with a small, red car parked in the
driveway. Immediately, I froze and looked for the
owner. Not seeing anyone, and hearing only my own
heartbeat, I decided to duck down and shuffle to my
left, behind some small bushes and tall grass near the
edge of the tree line. After waiting a few minutes, I
decided to just lay down and wait for whoever was down
there to leave.
Soon, my nerves began to calm down and I realized that
the possibility of getting caught was really turning me
on, as was the feel of my nude body lying on the cool
grass that was still slightly damp from the rain
earlier. Once again, I struggled in my bonds, trying to
touch my pussy, but it was no good. The bonds
absolutely refused to give and I was forced to grab my
ass cheeks and begin humping the grass in order to
bring myself to climax.
It didn't take long before I came, shuddering through
the intense orgasm and moaning through my gag. When it
was over, I felt very relaxed and decided to stay where
I was and listen for the car to leave. My eyes slowly
began to close and when I opened them, the sun had
nearly set and it was getting very dark. Panicked, I
quickly rose to my feet and looked to see if the car
had left. It was difficult to see, but the car appeared
to be gone, so I looked both ways down the road and
crossed it as quickly as possible.
As I walked over the road, the slightly painful feeling
of gravel stinging my feet was joined by the
discomforting feeling caused by my filled bladder.
"First things first" I thought. "Get the keys, free
myself, go pee, then get my clothes".
As I came to the house, I could clearly see that the
car was gone. "Nothing can stop me now" I muttered to
myself while making my way to the barn. When I got
there, however, I saw that the doors were shut and the
securing board had been slid into place. At first, I
couldn't believe what I was seeing, but the realization
of my problem soon hit me and I began to tremble with
fright. Whoever was here must have seen that the doors
were open and shut them.
I franticly tried to grab the handle of the securing
board for a while, but it was about four feet off the
ground and I couldn't reach it. Then, I turned around
and tried to relax and think. I could have easily
bitten the handle and pulled the board out with my
teeth, but that was impossible because of the damn ball
gag.
Then the answer came to me. What I needed was a stick
or pipe at least two feet long that would fit into the
handle and allow me to pull the board free. I tried to
find something, but the sun had just set and it was
difficult to see anything. My only choice was to wait
until morning to start my search, but first
I needed to pee quite badly so I squatted down and
relieved myself. It felt great to finally get that out
of my system. Afterwards, I shuffled several feet away
and laid down on a cold piece of metal sheeting. My jaw
was aching terribly and I was hungry and thirsty, but I
told myself that if I just stuck to my plan and kept a
clear head, tomorrow I would be free.
Throughout the evening, I saw the headlights of several
cars go past the farm. For a short time, I considered
going over to the road to stop someone and get help,
but in my predicament I just couldn't do it. The
embarrassment would be overwhelming, and how would I
know that whoever stopped would not simply take
advantage of me? I decided the best thing to do was
relax and try to get some rest.
It took quite a while for sleep to overtake me, but it
finally did
and once or twice during the night my pussy would get
wet and freeze from sitting on the cold metal I swear I
think I had frost bitten pussy lips it made me so
horny. I awoke to the sun shining in the east.
Instantly, I rose to my feet and looked for something
to use to open the barn doors. There was an old, wooden
stick, probably a handle for a shovel or something
similar, on the ground along the side of the barn so I
picked it up and drug it to the barn doors. Firmly
grabbing one end, I carefully tried to push the other
end up through the handle, which took a little time
considering I had to hold the stick behind my back.
After several tries, the stick was through the handle
and I pulled to the right. The board began to move and
I heard a sharp "snap" as the stick broke in two.
"Shit!" I tried to scream through my gag as I dropped
the remains of the stick to the ground.
It would have worked, but I needed to find something
stronger. So, off I went again looking for anything
that might work and keeping an eye out for cars. There
wasn't anything else useful by the barn, but the
chicken coup had a large pile of junk in back and I
headed straight for it.
Since the front door of the chicken coup faced the
house, being behind the building put me in plain view
of the road. There were no cars in sight, so I began to
look through the pile very carefully. Many sharp
objects like barbed wire, pieces of sheet metal, and
boards with nails in them were in the pile and I didn't
want to cut myself.
While searching, I found a narrow, metal fence post. It
was about 4 feet long and would easily fit into the
handle so I grabbed it and began pulling it out of the
pile. As I looked up, I saw a car coming and quickly
drug the post behind me and hid around the side of the
coup until the car passed the farm. Then, I went back
to the barn doors and pushed the post into the handle.
This time, nothing broke and the board slid all the way
out and fell to the ground.
I was so excited that I almost couldn't believe it had
worked. Sliding my fingers in between the doors, I
pulled them outwards and turned around. Walking inside
the barn, I headed straight to the far corner and knelt
down to pick up my keys. The keys were all different so
it took a while to find out which key fit into which
lock. Also, my hands were sweaty and trembling from all
the excitement.
Even with these setbacks, I patiently went through the
keys until finding the one that opened the lock behind
my back. Once that was done, I had no problem opening
all the other locks and removing my ball gag. My jaw
hurt so badly that I started to cry, but I knew that
the pain would go away in time.
Now, all I needed were my clothes from the shed and I
could go home. Leaving all my bondage items on the
floor, to be picked up later, I took the keys and
headed outside towards the trail. As I neared the road,
I saw a car in the distance and paused for a moment,
considering what to do.
I decided to go for it and dashed across the road and
up the trail, hoping that the driver was too far away
to see me, or at least too far away to notice that I
was nude. When the shed was in sight, I stopped and
looked back at the road. Half expecting the driver to
stop the car at the trail, or at least slow down, I was
relieved to see the car pass right on by.
I then went to the shed and unlocked the door. Walking
inside, I quickly threw my clothes on and headed to the
hospital. It took me a while to get over from the frost
bite I had on my swollen pussy.
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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