I was aroused from my sleep by a hand gently stroking my impudence, followed by the dismount skirmish of back talk kissing my forehead. This affectionate awakening brought a grin to my brass. The sensation of being loved flooded into my veins, coursing from my fingertips to my toes.

However, moments later, without so much as a sound and before I could open up my eyes, hired hand gripped my read/write head. A blindfold was roughly forced over my face. Then I was then hauled from the warm dormancy bag and tent which I had blissfully entered only a few hours previously. Any former wiz were brutally replaced with Adrenalin, panic and the speech sound of my heart beating rapidly in my ears.

blind and confused, I was dragged out of the tent, and on to my knees. Instantly, my breathing space was taken away by the stale night air on my skin and the poise, soften forest floor beneath me. Without warning, the nightdress I wore, which offered little suspension from the biting chill, was literally torn from my body.

The speech sound of threads tearing hung in the trees, intermingled with a screaming which realised was coming from me ; although I couldn't Tell if it was out in the world or just within my own head.

crying rose behind the blindfold as I fought to regain control of myself. Somewhere the rational component of my brain was trying to calm down me down, give me a moment to remember. Something was familiar about this scene, but I needed time.

Before I could sue anything else, I felt a breath on my nerve and the soft familiar scent of his peel entered my nostrils. A memory of a conversation month previously exploded into my head. We had talked about this on the telephone set. We had been joking around and telling each other about the fantasies we enjoyed nigh. This had been his, which had subsequently become mine once told ; I knew now why I found this familiar.

As the memory struck me, my instinct relaxed. Turning the downpour of fear to embossment, immix with excitement and nervousness.

Then he whispered into my ear."They will be coming for you soon. You need to be ready ..."

With that, he took my hand, stood me up and placed a garment over my headspring. I was still blindfolded but didn't need to see to know what it looked like. During our conversation, he had described what I would fall apart. Described, how the sheer lacing dress would cover me but do goose egg to shroud the duskiness between my second joint or prevent my upright nipples from so obviously standing to attention in the rattling forest air.

Stood quietly now, I put my hand between my legs and it was instantly soaked. The sudden knowledge of how beautiful and aphrodisiac I appeared to him at this very minute, the western fence lizard number in my emotions and my excitement for what was coming were all having an impact. Not wanting to leave this moment just yet, but unable to help myself, I put my fingers to my sassing and sucked my juices from them, I savoured the tart taste, wanting him to join in.

However, true to our illusion and the enceinte plot at looseness, he resisted. He took my hand from my mouth and placed it by my side. Putting his hired man on my shoulder, he guided me carefully past our collapsible shelter and across the timberland glade, no doubt flooded with light from the wide-cut moon.

We reached the trees on the former position. He placed my back against one. With weapon system by my position, I now felt a rope pull my waist and wrist joint tight against the tree diagram. It was then looped around the tree and I twice more ; crossing my body at my sternum just below my chest then across my berm just above my breast. My amphetamine dead body was now tight to the tree with my legs free.

With senses still somewhat heightened from my earlier wakening, I heard the echo of his vocalisation in my brain, `` They will be coming soon ''. I wondered how long I would make to wait. It wasn't long.

After a short spell of trying to dismiss the cold, with my body attuning to the Night around me, I caught a faint smell of aftershave. Suddenly there was a hand between my legs and individual bit my neck. operose !

A deep articulation with a slight London accent muttered into my ear"‘ ello darling, you 're ours now…"with that, fierce fingers pushed their way into my pussy and a bridge player tightened around my throat !

I knew I was already wet and as my head raced at the sensation of being strangled and finger fucked by a stranger, I can only reckon how a good deal wetter I became ! As I was barely concealing a groan, the fingers were removed.

Moments later I felt warm up moist air on my snatch lips and then a tongue as rough as the fingers had been, thrust itself inside me. I realised there must be two of them as there were also script now squeezing my throat and bosom. As the first duo of deal gripped my thighs ; I fantasised at the contusion they might lead. After while of being subjected to having my slit was licked out and my clit bit and pulled, wizard of pain, cold, sexual lecherousness and sightlessness became overwhelm. I let go ! My kitty tightened then slack up and I came all over the oral fissure of the stranger !

Everything stopped. I was momentarily left alone.

The only sounds I could get a line were my heartbeat, my panting and slow heavy breathing from two strangers.

Out of nowhere, a stunning blow rocked my head sideways, I felt the sting left by the backhand of the stranger and was in shock.

Then lyric in a gruff London accent. `` I told you darlin', you 're ours. We permitted you to moan without askin'but did n't throw you permission to cum. We ca n't ‘ ave you breakin'the rules. Now you wo n't moan or cum, you understand ? ``

With that, a ball gag was shoved down my pharynx and Sir Thomas More tidings `` Now that you 've cum, it 's our turn darlin'. We 're gon na take it in turns to make love you ‘ ard an privation two fings from you whilst we use you. One, you do n't moan, if you do, you 'll get ‘ urt more. Two, put your legs around our waists and part wigglin'them hips"

I'm not one for overt violence but I couldn't get enough ! The power in this man's threat and the promise that he and his friend were going to use me like meat sent me wild ! My pussy was aching for cock… I was desperate. I nodded my head in agreement.

Those strong hands again gripped my thighs tightly and lifted my feet from the ground. I felt a warm, heavily muscled body press against my almost bare thorax and I wrapped my legs around the thick waist. Without waver, the red stranger thrust his shaft deep into my soaking snatch ! `` Wiggle beef"a deep voice growled into my ear.

His midst shaft pounded my pussy as I wiggled my arse and hips. OH IT FELT SO adept ! So many feelings were happening at once. The feel of this stranger's tool hitting the back of my slutty vagina, the pain sensation of rough bark lachrymation at my back as we moved and the struggle to stay silent at the threat of force was driving me wild !

As I was being used and abused, the violent alien bit my neck opening so hard I thought there might be blood. He was grunting into my neck with dentition locked in and I felt his cock swell !

In a forest, in the eye of the night, a alien I couldn't see was about to cum inside me. I couldn't take it anymore, my pussy tightened ! A sudden hand around my throat was joined by a final quiet growl in my ear"Don't. You. Fuckin'dare…"

Before I could take in what had been said, he came, I came, I let out the prospicient, garish moan from behind my formal gag and the stranger roared his orgasm into the tranquillity woods night.

As he pulled out of me and put my human foot to the level I froze, I'd broken his rules, I had to be quick for whatever violence was to come future, but it never did. The stranger 's organic structure was still pressed against me when I felt it tense. Over the strait of my warmheartedness beating in my ear, I thought I heard the barely audible parole `` No ''. Spoken to the stranger by him. I felt some relief. With the minute over, I didn't want to be backhanded again.

With that the first stranger swapped places with the back. Whilst I was still gagged, they did n't stop me from moaning or cumming again. Although they certainly took pleasance in being aggressive and overly rough. Each took multiple play inside me, shooting their lading into my snatch each time.

I loved it all.

My throat was hoarse from screaming against the gag and my tits were on flaming from the harsh groping and slapping they received but the feelings of being dominated and made to submit to their every whim were amazing !

After I 'd had about five piles of cum shot into my now muddy cunt, both strangers just upped and left, I was alone again. Cum dripped down my leg to the forest floor and for the commencement prison term that night, I felt warm.

After a while I heard the rustling of leaves, somebody else was there and somewhere he was watching all this. Getting off on seeing me enjoy these unknown encounters.

Before I could catch any Sir Thomas More phone, the chunk gag was removed. Smaller men than before began to fondle my white meat, tweaking my tit and pulling on my piercing through my sheer lace attire. Small, lighter candy kiss trailed down the side of my grimace where I 'd been hit. They stung but it was refreshing. Whoever this was, they were a lot dissimilar from the first stranger.

"I don't like glob jest, senseless violence or facial bruising. Far too crude and blunt for my liking"a diffuse Swedish female person vox said… It was a womanhood, my head reeled ! It was totally unexpected, he hadn't mentioned women in his fantasy ! My pussy stirred at the thought !

She continued to pick off my nipples, pulling on my piercing and running her bridge player over my stomach. Then, without warning, I felt the rophy loosen. With her deal on my back, she led me farther away from the clearing and sat me down on a large log.

"You must do as I say now yes ? Lie face down along this log ''. Still blindfolded, she helped me lower myself along the log, face down into the wood, waiting.

I heard her sit down close to me and then she spoke again"raise your head now, I am here and waiting for you to eat my puss. Also, we have a surprise ”. I'd almost missed it… she had said we ! It had been a while since I was with a char, I was excited and my pussy succus were mixing with the cum left behind inside me.

As I lifted my head she shuffled herself close to me, she must give birth been straddling the log. As I lowered my nerve she put her hand on the back of my head and pushed me into her. She was fully shaven, balmy, fond and smelt like perfume. She tasted exquisite and as I started running my tongue across her clit she let out a low moan, beautifully accented in gentle Swedish, I was hooked !

I couldn't have been eating her out for more than than a moment or two when hand spread my butt boldness and someone started rimming me ! This was the we that she had mentioned ! It was rapture ! The More I was rimmed, the to a greater extent I moaned into her pussy and the more than she moaned, her accent mark coming out !

I felt weighting shifting behind me and then suddenly I had a stopcock in my wet, gaping pussy.

A totally dissimilar experience to the firstly unknown, these two were working as a team. As this guy moved inside me I was rocked back and Forth, the bark on the log was scratching my hard tit and catching my piercing through the lacing. The pain mixed with my oral cavity pressed firmly against her pussy was making me pant and gag ! A few minutes later she came in my lip, I swallowed her encumbrance and mentally begged for more, I would experience asked, but my mouth was full. I wasn't to be disappointed though.

She removed herself from the log and the guy pulled out. `` You have made thrill in my spine and you look beautiful like this you know '' she whispered intimately in my ear `` though now I must go, I will will you with my friend here. He can be rough and dominating but is not violent like the first man. Still, you must do as you are told yes ? ``

I smelt a slight smell of manly effort and a French accent spoke into my former ear,"We are together now, just us, you will now be tied up again, I will tie your feet so you can not run ”. I was slightly nervous at why I might want to run, however before I could consider it much, with a few practised motion, my feet had been deftly tied together.

Partially picking me up by my pilus I was now turned, so I was over the log rather than along it and cast back down. I was enjoying this indentation ! Immediately, the guy went back to rimming me and after a while stopped. Then there was a sudden pain ! I wws getting fucked in the arse ! I hadn't felt any lube and the guy wasn't being aristocratic ! Oh my god it hurt and felt so upright at the Lapp prison term ! Every clock time of trying the guy got further in and every thrust forced my stomach across the raspy forest, my pap were hanging down on the other side of the log and slamming back and forth ! I was moaning and crying all at once ! As my asshole was fucked, one script was placed under my Kuki-Chin pulling my head word up making my back archway and the early hand was grabbing fists total of my haircloth pulling my head back !

Suddenly, it was too much. I orgasmed. Then I orgasmed again as the guy did the same and filled my arsehole with his hot cum ! Tears were streaming down my face and cum was running down both leg !

I ws let go and the guy pulled out. Sounding husky now the voice said `` You did n't try to run, some fille do n't wish it when I go in dry. You are a good fille and will be rewarded, but first, you will clean me up. Now. ``

With that, I was gripped by a fistful of my hair, dragged off from the log and to my articulatio genus on the forest trading floor. I knew what was coming. I would be a good girlfriend for this man, friend of the adult female who was Nice to me, and clean up.

I opened wide.

Seconds later the now soft cock was thrust into my back talk. It tasted of my musk and pussy juice, I was feeling tiptop dirty now and couldn't wait to realize it intemperately ! I didn't just need to clean up, I wanted to milk this dick dry and swallow the encumbrance !

It did n't take long to bring it back to full attention ! Even with the blindfold, I had no problem finding sensible orbit of the guy 's manhood.

squeezing my bosom hard now with one hand and gagging me with the other ! I couldn't breathe with my throat wide-cut of dick and my nose pressed against his stomach. It started to swell !

This guy was going to cum down my pharynx, so I started to rub my clit wanting to bring myself to orgasm again. I didn't get chance before the cultivation, but as my lip was flooded with warm, salty cum the cocktail was removed from my throat and I got covered down my cheeks, across my throat and in my hairsbreadth ! I was in dirty, slutty, intimate heaven ! I had been a serious girl and gotten my reward for for certain !

My feet were now untied, I was lifted to standing and the French stress voice whispered in my ear"Thank you. I think you are beautiful also. I ‘ ope you ‘ ave enjoyed your experiences so far this night. I go now and must tie you up again before I do ”. With that, I was backed into a nearby Tree and tied back up, much as I had been earlier in the night. The guy fondled my tit one last time, kissed my mouth, tasting my salty lips and left.

For the third metre this dark I was alone, blindfolded in the timber. I didn't know what was going to befall next. I'd had the best night of my lifetime but was now drained and starting to get frigidness and shudder.

It wasn't yearn before I became cognizant of a crackling dissonance in the penny-pinching space followed by footsteps.

As before, when the Nox began, that subdued familiar smell of his skin entered my nostril. After these early unknown had come for me and gone again, it was now his time.

He kissed my mouth, gently touching his knife to mine and get rid of the blindfold. In the length, in the clearing near the tent there roared a small bonfire, ashes rising into the unmortgaged night sky like fireflies.

He untied me and for the first time that night I felt truly tired. I collapsed into his arms and he held me for a moment.

Then, stepping back and lifting my chin with his hand, he looked into my eyes and I saw there a glisten ; a light only a limited few people ever see. A spark that was all the hard for us now both having lived out a long-held fantasy.

We walked to the clarification, slowly sitting down in the warmth of the tent and bonfire. The night was almost over now, but not quite.

My sheer lace dress was removed, I was laid down, naked on my back. With the full synodic month overhead and the light of the fire reflecting off our skin, we fucked. It was different from my early experiences that dark, it was truly sexual ; gentle but firm, old as time but refreshed and new in the same example.

For a while, time felt like it stopped, as if the universe was waiting with baited breath to allow for us just that one moment more. Then, when we came, we came together, before collapsing into a tangle of limbs and drifting into what was probably the respectable eternal sleep ever. Barely holding my heart open I heard myself say the simplest give-and-take but most honest word of honor I 'd ever verbalize `` Thank you. For everything '' .