| Slave Girl Escapes Bondage It all started when my friend took me out to his private ranch, out inthe hills away from the City. All that open country with trees andeven a small creek running through it made it look like heaven to acity girl like me. Even better, he didnt live there, but had plansto build a house on the property some day. I saw a chance to have aprivate place where I could escape to indulge in my fantasies, so Ididnt hesitate to ask him for a key to the gate. He gave it to me,somewhat reluctantly, I thought, but I was glad to get it.I never realized that key would lead to meeting my first master. Thisis the story of that day.It was an afternoon in the middle of the week. I took off from workright after lunch, so as to enjoy the whole afternoon at my privatewoodlands (well, not mine, but you know what I mean). I had called myfriend, the owner, to make sure he wasnt going to be there, I didntwant any surprise visitors, as you will soon see why. I drove out tothe ranch and let myself in through the gate, which was at the top ofthe hill. Before going in, I checked the road outside for parked cars,as people sometimes sneaked over the fence, then I drove down the dirtroad to the center of the property. Here there was an open space, withwoods both back to the road and out towards the back part of theproperty, which was at the bottom of the hill.I parked my car, opened the trunk and got my costume ready, what therewas of it. Taking off the conservative pants suit, shoes and underwearI had worn to work. I paused to let the warm sun seek out my petite body. At 5 1 tall, 110 lbs with a 34-23-32 figure and long blondhair, I turned a lot of heads, both male and female. But just thinkingabout my fantasy that I would soon play out was getting me wet, and Ihad to resist the urge to play with my blond furred pussy. I startedout by putting on black thigh-high stockings, which at elastic gartersat the top to hold them, so I didnt need a garter belt. After pullingthem on my long legs and smoothing and straightening them out, I addedto my small feet 5 inch high heels sandals with ankle straps. To makesureI couldnt remove them, the ankle straps had little locks , the keys ofwhich remained in the trunk. I took a few steps in them trying toadjust to both the height and the jiggle they gave to my apple sizesbreasts. I even jingled from little brass bells attached to the shoes. Turning back to the trunk, I pulled out a pair of opera gloves and putthem on. These would protect my wrists and make handling the keysharder when I tried to get back into the car. I then pulled out theremaining three pieces of my outfit, took the trunk key off the keychain, tossed the rest of the keys into the trunk and slammed the trunkshut. Above the back tire was a magnetic key box, into which Ideposited the trunk key and return the key box back to its restingplace. There, I was almost ready to start my fantasy.The ball gag I put in my mouth had both a leather chin strap, whichadded to the sensation of being gagged, and a small lock, whose key wasin the trunk. Next I took a band of velcro about 3 inches high andwrappedit around my thighs just above my knees. Now, the final touch, a pairof leather armcuffs, with padlocks whose keys are, you guessed it, inthe trunk of my car. When I locked the cuffs around my wrists, I wouldbecome a helpless slave girl, at least until I managed to get thetrunk out of the key box and the keys out of the trunk. I was so hotby this point that I had to resist the temptation to throw myself onthe nearby grass, spread my legs and massage my clit and nipples untilI came. But I knew that once I was locked up, I wouldnt be able tosimulate an orgasm, and so the one I would have when I got back wouldbe mind-blowing. So quickly, before anymore seconds thoughts I pressedboth the locks closed on the cuffs,There, now I was an escaped slave girl! I knew that my masters wouldsoon catch up with me and take me back for my punishment if I didntescape and hide. So off I ran down into the forest, or at least triedto run. With my heels, the thigh band and my arms locked behind back,the most I could manage was a sexy waddle, blond hair flying, applebreasts bobbling and my full bottom bouncing up and down. It was bothhumiliating and sexy to think how I looked running down the dirt trailthrough the forest. I ran for a couple hundred yards into the forest,until I couldnt see the car or the opening. I paused to catch mybreath, trying to pull enough air in through my nose. I hear a dogbark in the distance and decided that must be masters on my trail. Ifelt the pit of my tummy drop in fear of the thought of being caught bythem, and turned to run down the trail. It forked with one pathfollowing a little creek and the other disappearing into the woods. Iturned down the creek fork as I raced (well, wiggled) down the trail. I ran until I was out of breath and stopped in a small stand of birch.My legs felt weak, partly from exhaustion and partly from the turn-onof running around naked and bound in the forest. I leaned backagainst one of the white birch trees, letting it support my weight,enjoying the fell of the bark with its mixture of smooth leatheryfeeling and the rough edges where it split. I looked down at myself and could see my hard brown nipples wiggling with each breath, demanding to be squeezed and pulled. I could feel my pussy juicesrunning down the inside of my thighs. I wanted to come so badly, butneeded something to push me over the edge. I rubbed my bottom back andforth against the tree trunk, feeling the cheeks pull apart and theroughness of the bark against my anus, but that wasnt enough. With asob of frustration I turned and pressed my front against the tree,rubbing my nipples and my pussy mound against it. Closer and closer,but it was no good. I had to get my hands where I could do somethingwith them, but they were locked behind my back. Sighing, I decidingto head back to my car, and get myself out of my bondage so that Icould get my hands into my pussy.When I reached the clearing, I received the surprise of my life. Therewas a MAN leaning against the trunk of my car, watching me! My firstreaction was fear and embarrassment, the latter showed with a red blushthat reached down to my breasts. I saw that he was naked, except for apair of hiking boots. I scanned my way back up his 6 body; he had anice size cocked, a hairy chest with good shoulders and the mostinfuriating smile as he watched me check him out. I blushed again andthen tried to glare.MailCome on over here and lets talk. I wont hurt you, he said with adeep voice that seemed to reach down into me and send quiversthroughout my body.I realized I didnt have much choice since all my cloths and thingswere in the car he was leaning against, so I tried to gain the upperhand by pretending I was angry and stalking towards him. This didntwork very well as my bare bouncing breasts and my short mincing stepsfrom the leg bondage made it more of a sexy sway then a stalk. Evenmore infuriating was that he ignore all my goodies and just stared intomy eyes with that smile on his face. I stopped closer to him that Ihad planned to and waited for him to explain his presence (I surecouldnt explain mine).The owner of this land told me about your little adventures here, so Idecided to come see them for myself he said as I blushed again. Ive been watching you since you arrived and quite enjoyed your littleescaped slave girl fantasy. So, I want to offer you one of two choices. The first is that I will let you go and get dressed, but on the condition that you give me your phone number, so that we may go out todinner and discuss our mutual interest in bondage. The second choiceis that we continue playing your escaped slave girl fantasy out, whereI am your master tracking you down and punishing you. Which do youprefer, dinner or the fantasy?This was the strangest proposition I ever had. But I decided toaccept. I turned and starting running back into the forest, not veryfast, of course. I thought with my legs strapped together my buttwould be bouncing up and down like jello and I wondered how he wouldresist grabbing me right there. But he just called out after me youhave a five minute head start, then Im coming for you.Only five minutes, I thought, I wouldnt be to make it very far. But Ireally did have to try to escape from this master. Down the sametrail and then at the fork I took the path into the woods. I soonfound a small grouping of large bushes that appeared to have a spacehidden under them. I dropped to my knees and crawled through thecurtain of branches into a small area hidden from the trail. Low branches covered the area with about 2 feet of room, just enough roomso that I had my bottom rest on my heels and leaned forward so mybreasts were flattened against my knees. Waiting there, my heartpounding and trying to control my breathing, I knew how a rabbit feelswhen it hides from the wolf. I wondered if he would find me there. And I wondered what he would do to me when he found me. Just thatthought kept my pussy juices flowing.The space was so tight that the branches poked at me from all sideslike little fingers. The curtain of branches I had crawled though fellback into place, cover my bottom and sliding in between my legs,poking at my pussy and even my butthole. They tickled! Even withthe slightest movement, I found the tickling sensation distracting and teasing. I tried to stay still but the branches poked at me as iftrying to get entrance to my holes.As I knelt there, I soon heard him come up the trail. How did he findme? He stopped right outside my protecting bushes, but from the way Iknelt with my back the trail I couldnt see him. I tried looking overmy shoulder, but the bushes hid him just as effectively as they hid me. I tried to control my breathing so he wouldnt hear me. Then with aloud crackling he pushed his way through the bushy maze, reached downwith both hands and grabbed me by the waist. I squealed at this andtried to struggle, kicking and wiggling but to no avail. Holding me atarms length (boy, was he strong), he backed out of the bushes carryingme, then set me down, grabbed me around the waist with one arm andproceeded to spank me with the other. This quickly reduced me to a sobbing, wilting slavegirl, but I could still feel each hit on my poorbottom echoed with a spark in my pussy.Turning me around so I faced him, he bent over and lifted me up on tohis shoulder, so that I fell face down over it. He straighten up, withone arm around my thighs to hold me in place. I had never felt sohumiliated as I did then, stretched naked over the shoulder of my new master, know my red bottom and wet cunt were exposed to the wholeworld. Tied up as I was, I couldnt do anything but wait there. Hecarried me down the trail for a while but I couldnt tell where as allI could see was his back (well muscled) and the ground below us.After a short unpleasant walk (you try be carried over a mans shoulderbouncing on your tummy), he set me down and gently pushed my hair outof my face behind me. While hold me with one hand on my arm, hecontinued stroking me, first around face and neck, then lower down ontomy breasts, lifting each in turn, then pulling gently at each nipple,first right then left. I tried glaring at him, but the caresses quicklyreduced me to quivering mass supported only by his strong hand.Suddenly turning me around, he walked me over to a dead tree that hadfallen. The bark had fallen off, leaving the smooth gray deadwood about a foot in diameter. How convenient that nature had left it lyingat the height of my waist over a shallow gully. He walked me into thegully and up to the tree. He quickly undid my hands , pulled then infront of me and clambered over the tree trunk. I tried struggle, buthe was too strong, and he quickly pulled down on my wrists so that Iwas bent over the tree trunk. Grabbing a couple of handy pieces ofrope (how did those get here!?!), he tied one wrist to each ankle. Hethen took another piece of rope and stretched it from my left ankle andwrist to a handy branch. With a fourth piece, he tied my right ankle and wrist to another branch, spreading me wide open.He came back around the tree to the side my head dangled over and stoodright against my back. I felt his legs pressing against my sides andhis hard cock and soft ball sack pressing against my lower back. Atleast I was having the same effect on him that he was on me! Ifigured out that he was staring down between my legs and I felt even more embraced then before. I was wide open and felt like he could seeright up inside of me. He place both hands on me, starting at the topof my but and stroking over it and down my thighs. He ran them back upinside my thighs, with a quick touch to my pussy then back over mybutt. He continued stroking and caressing, and I started to respond,trying to lift my pussy up to encourage more attention there. But thenhe started spanking me, combing the hard painful strokes with caressesthat was getting me hotter and hotter. I was gasping and moaning,giving little yelps when a particularly hard slap landed. The wetnes from my hot snatch dripped on the ground. The he roughly spread my pussy lips and rammed every inch into my waiting hole. He slam fucked me with no mercy. I orgasmed at least 3 times very quickly. Then he pullled out his monster rod and savagley forced it into my tight asshole. I let out a muffled scream. This just caused him to fuck me harder. "This will teach you a lesson" he said as he exploded inside my sore ass. His cum oozing out onto my pussy and legs. Then he took his now obedient slave girl back to his place for what would be a thorough lesson in obedience. |