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Tuesday 26 February 2013

New Story: Sara’s Seaside Struggle Part Two


 She was about to expel the air and breathe in the water when she felt pressure against the cords that bound her hair and gag, and then her head flopped fully into the water. A moment later, she was lifted up by her bonds and she screamed out with the pain, but she breathed in air. Incredibly, she was carried to safety and then placed face down at the top of the beach. Someone has saved me, but who? She was turned over onto her right side and then she recognised the man in jeans and a white shirt who arrived at the cove just in time and saved her life!

OMG! It’s the actor Ian Autumnhouse! What’s he doing here! This suddenly didn’t matter as the exertions of her torment, the terror of imminent death and the shock of being rescued combined to cause her to faint...

As Sara came to, the first thing that she noticed was that the scarf was no longer around her face and her mouth was free of the bikini. The second was that even though she was still securely bound, the ropes had been adjusted so that they no longer hurt, and the cords around her breasts, against her intimacy and the one that bound her ankles together had been removed.

“So, I see that you’re awake. I thought that I had been too late for a few minutes.” Ian said. “Then I noticed that your breathing was regular and decided that it would be best for you to get some sleep.”

Sara looked up at the starlight night with the moon climbing high into the sky, and then looked back at the man lying next to her. “It must be nearly midnight by now. Have I been lying here for this long?”

“Yes, and you must have been exhausted to sleep until now.”

“I do have one basic question, though. Why am I still tied up?” Sara said, worried about the fact that she was still helpless and completely naked.

“Well, I haven’t any information about who you are. For example, you could be a smuggler or drug dealer who has been betrayed, or a rival criminal to be disposed of. After all, this isn’t the safest part of the world, and until I can find out who you are, I’m not going to take any chances.”

“Couldn’t you call the police, so that they can arrive and make checks to verify who I am?”

“That will have to happen in the morning, as this is a dead zone for cell-phones and I am not going back on my trail in the dark. The dead zone is the reason we come here, as we can get away from everything, including annoying telephone calls.”

“We?”

“Some actors and other performers. There is a hidden trail that leads to the local town, and that is how we get here. By the way, how did you get here?”

“It’s a long story, but could you do something for me? I have been through a major ordeal today, and I really need you to hold me.”

“Certainly.” Ian moved himself close to Sara, placed his arms around her and embraced her warmly.

“That feels so good after what has happened.” Sara snuggled against Ian’s body, enjoying the warmth that it provided for her. She then told him the tale of how she arrived at the beach, not leaving out any details.

“To call it an ordeal is an understatement.” Ian said as her held her closer. “It sounds almost as if you were the victim of your own horror story. If this had happened yesterday, I would have been too late as high tide would have been earlier.”

Sara pressed herself against Ian’s body, feeling refreshed after her sleep. Suddenly, she noticed that her body was more than refreshed as she experienced the stirrings of lust inside her mound, and she started to writhe in Ian’s arms.

“What is it, Sara? You seem to be distracted by something.”

Sara blushed as the desire grew inside her, and her heart raced. “You’re a very handsome actor, and I have had a crush on you for some time. Plus, you have saved my life and right now, I er-“

“Are you actually telling me that you are becoming aroused?” Ian asked.

Sara felt as if she couldn’t possibly blush any more as her face was so red. “Yes.” She answered quietly. “The worst of it is that I’m helplessly tied up, so I can’t do anything to relieve my frustration. I will just have to wait until tomorrow when you can contact the authorities and confirm my identity.”

Ian gently ran the fingers of his right hand through Sara’s hair. “Seeing as I am part of the problem, I do have an idea where I can be part of the solution.”

An even greater thrill ran through Sara’s body as she listened to his words. Are you offering what I think you are? You’re a star, and I’m just me. She closed her eyes and parted her lips slightly in hopeful anticipation of his next move. It came a few seconds later as she felt the gentle but electrifying touch of his lips against hers which was followed by another kiss, and another.

After a little while, Sara was rolled over onto her back and Ian lay on top of her, and although each leg still had the ankles and thighs bound together, they could still part for comfort. Gentle kisses landed on Sara’s neck as Ian’s fingertips softly caressed her breasts and she shouted “Oh, Yes!” as he playfully bit her neck. Next he planted a deep kiss on her lips and she parted her teeth to permit him access. A moment later, her tongue was caressed by his and then they intertwined and stayed like this while her body was stroked by him. This is wonderful! You are making love to me, on the beach of all places!

Then he pulled back, kissed her neck and she screamed out again. “Sorry about that. I get a little noisy in-in this situation.” Sara said in an apologetic tone.

“There’s no need to worry about that. I do have a solution.” Ian said as her reached over and took two pieces of cloth out of his bag. “Open wide.” He said as he rolled up one of the cloths.

I can’t believe that I’m going to let you use that and gag me! Sara closed her eyes as she parted her teeth and the cloth was inserted into her mouth. The second cloth was wrapped around her lower face and tied together at the back of her neck, holding the stuffed cloth in place. The kissing and biting of her neck and the caressing of her breasts continued with Sara’s cries were severely muted by the gag.

Then the kisses slowly moved down to between her breasts as his right hand softly traced a path which ended at her mound and she shouted into her gag as shockwaves went through her body from the first soft strokes. Her hips and thighs twitched as the caresses became stronger.

Sweet kisses were planted all around her breasts and in a little ring around her nipples as she writhed from her experience. This is soooo goood. It was then that her body arched as his fingers moved through the petals of her flower, taking her ever closer to her release from frustration. Sara’s nipples were kissed and sucked as Ian’s hand caressed the ‘stem’ of her flower, and she shouted again as her body trembled on the edge of ecstasy. I’m so close, just a little more!

Then Ian stopped and pulled back!

“MMMGMMM!” Sara screamed, and struggled wildly against her bonds. No! You can’t do this to me! You can’t leave me on the edge like this! It’s pure torture!

“If there’s any lady who wants to be taken, please say ‘me’.” The captive screamed and tried to speak, but it only came out as “mphs.” Ian then looked at Sara “I will take you if you are willing to be my helpless captive for the rest of the week.”

The helpless woman looked at him in surprise. Do you mean that you want me to be tied up for the week?! If I don’t agree to your wishes, I’m going to have to spend the rest of the night on the edge, and this will be pure torture! I have no choice, I have to surrender. Blushing, Sara nodded her head in agreement to Ian’s demand.

She then gasped in shock as he positioned himself, and her cup felt the jolt of his sword sheathing into her. Her gasps turned to soft moans as Ian slowly and gently started to slide in and out of her, increasing her level of desire and arousal again. I hope that you don’t tease me again, I feel as if I’m going to explode.

The thrusts became faster and stronger, and Sara found her hips thrusting in unison with Ian, as she sought to maximise each movement of their bodies. I’m close again, so close! It seemed as if her body was on a knife edge and soon she would fall into joy. Ian increased his actions, Sara screamed and she went rigid before her body convulsed from the experience of pure bliss that engulfed her being. She was faintly aware of Ian continuing to thrust into her, which prolonged her joy until he finally exploded into her…

Her reverie continued for some time with Ian holding her tight, kissing her neck and whispering sweet nothings into her ear. I have never known an experience like that. Was it Ian, the ropes or both together? It wasn’t long until she fell asleep in his arms...

When Sara woke in the early dawn, she discovered that Ian had gone and that she was still on the beach, bound, gagged and naked. You haven’t abandoned me and left me all alone on the beach, have you? Get a grip, girl, he’s probably gone to contact the authorities and to check out who I am. Just rest here and wait until he comes back. The worst part is that I’m already thinking about being made love to like this again.

A while later, she heard a sound from the bushes as Ian emerged, carrying a bag. “I’ve brought you something to eat and drink and I contacted the authorities, so I know that you are a tourist from the resort hotel.” He carefully put Sara into a kneeling position, and removed the cloth covering her lower face before taking out the rolled up material from inside her mouth. Then he held up a bottle of water, opened the top and put a straw in it so that Sara would be able to easily sip the liquid. “It would be best if you just took it in slow sips.”

After she had taken her fill, the captive asked “Have they already been arrested?”

“Not yet, the police know that the local people speak up for each other and provide alibis for one another, so I suggested that maybe if they set up recording and video devices at the beach bar that the ladies frequent, there could be a chance of getting them to confess.”

“How will they do that? It’s not as if they’ll admit to it, unless you terrify it out of them.” Sara questioned.

“Well, terrify them is just the idea that I had in mind.” Ian took some sandwiches out of the bag and told Sara of his plan to obtain the confession. “Hopefully they will give us all of the evidence that we need. You will need to keep calm, however as you will have the hardest task.”

“I’ll help, as these monsters have already murdered five women and unless they are stopped, more will follow.” As breakfast progressed, they talked more about the plan...


Ian ended the call on his cell-phone. “That’s it, everything has been set up and working and they have the criminals on audio and video.” Ian and Sara were just over the rise away from the resort, and Sara’s legs were bound together with the rope that only allowed her ankles to be two feet apart. Ian was pouring white talcum powder all over her, and after a few minutes, her body and hair were completely white. “I know that it’s a little uncomfortable, but this is all part of the show.”

“The worst thing is that I have to walk in with my bikini in my mouth again.” Sara commented. “At least this time the white cloth won’t be tied. Let’s get this over with.” The woman opened her mouth as wide as she could, the red bikini was inserted and the cloth was placed over her lower face.

“Your audience awaits, Sara.” Ian said chuckling as Sara walked along the path back to the resort. She was still bound with the ropes around her wrists and elbows, and the ropes around her breasts and over her flower had been retied. I have to work to remain concentrated, as Ian tying this to me has turned my arousal volume up to eleven.

A few minutes later, Sara had reached the end of the trail and she could just make out the resort through the trees. I think that it’s time to make my entrance, and scare these thugs into loosening their tongues. As she slowly stepped into view, the five ladies didn’t see her, but then one looked and screamed and she was quickly followed by the others. As she took step by slow step forward, Sara slowly pushed the bikini out of the mouth with her tongue.

“It can’t be you, you’re dead!” One of the women said. “We left you to drown!”

Sara spoke with pauses between her words and with a monotone voice. “Yes, I am dead. The water filled my lungs and extinguished my life. I have returned to tell you of your eventual fate. The five other women that you have sent to their deaths wait for you. Your eternal punishment is to suffer their fate at their hands.”

The women panicked and all except Melania fell on their knees and begged for mercy. “It was Melania’s idea, she said that you were stealing our men, and that we should get rid of you. We’re sorry that we killed six of you!” Melania was trembling even more at this point.

“So you are the ultimate evil behind all of this.” Sara said as she turned to Melania. “You are the one that will suffer most of all.” At this, Melania broke completely and ran in terror in the opposite direction of Sara, straight into the water and ignoring the warning signs that were up. She continued until she was waist deep in the water, then she turned to face the shore. There was another look of terror and she suddenly disappeared under the water, never to be seen again...

The police then turned up in force to arrest the other women, who realised that their only option was to confess everything. Ian entered from the trees and walked over to Sara. “I think that we need to wash the powder off you now. There’s a little shower hut near the trees, and we can use this to clean you up. He pulled gently on the rope around Sara’s neck and led her to the shower.

As the shower was turned on and Ian washed the powder from her hair, Sara became very aroused from the touch of his hands on her, and she started to cry out. “Open wide.” Ian said, and the woman parted her teeth to allow the rolled up cloth to be placed inside and then it was held in place by the other cloth which was tied at the back of the neck.

I hope that we can get back to the cove as quickly as possible. You are turning my belly to fire with your caresses. She cried through her gag as his hands slid over her body, removing any trace of the powder. Hurry, take me back to the beach!

“It is time for us to go, my helpless lady.” Ian left the hut and tugged on the rope so that Sara would follow him. They walked back into the words and followed the trail back to the cove. Last time I was taken along here, I was a prisoner off hate. This time I am a captive of love. She grew more aroused at every step and her moaning became almost constant due to her fire of desire.

Soon, the trees cleared and they made their way onto the beach. A minute later they were at the spot where she lay last night, and it seemed that her legs couldn’t carry her any more as she slumped to the sand. Ian removed the ankle rope and replaced it with a frogtie around each leg, before removing the ropes around Sara’s intimate regions.

Sara rolled onto her back and thrust her hips into the air, begging for release. Please Ian, I need you more than I’ve never needed anyone in my life. I’m yours to do with as you please. He lay down on top on her and she felt the incredible joy of being filled by his sword. Yes, oh YES!

As he thrust into her, taking her ever closer to her peak he said “Maybe I should keep you as my helpless captive from now on, Sara. Would you like that?”

OMG, YES. Please keep me helpless and yours, I am bound to you forever! Sara screamed loud through her gag as her flower exploded and waves of pleasure washed over her essence...

New Story: Sara’s Seaside Struggle Part One


It was another glorious afternoon at the beach resort of Peligero, just a few miles north of Punta de Mita on the west coast of Mexico, and Sara was resting on her white bed at the beach in her red string bikini enjoying the sun and the sea air. Fancy sunglasses protected her eyes from the glare of the sun, and she sipped on a cold drink of water that was then placed back on the low white table on her right side.

It has been a wonderful three days so far, except for all of the young men pestering me. Even though there many beautiful local women here, they don’t seem to be paying attention to the Mexican ladies at all, but they want to talk to me instead. Maybe it’s because of the light skin blue-grey eyes and blond straight hair, or it could be that they want to add an American woman to their conquests.

She did notice that every time that a man approached her, she did get a reproachful look from one of the ladies, but even that stopped eventually as they kept to themselves. It was after she was pestered again that one of the women approached Sara. She was about 5’11”, black hair, brown eyes, almond face, and she wore a black one piece swimsuit.

“Goon afternoon, my name is Melania. I notice that your rest is almost continually interrupted by the men, and I wish to apologise for the trouble that they are causing you.”

Hi Melania, I’m Sara. It’s not your fault, and even though it is a little flattering to have all these men paying attention to me, it is unfair to everyone else. I am sorry about that.”

Melania looked thoughtful. “There is a nice quiet spot around here that the women know, but we don’t tell the men because we want to keep it a secret. It is a little bay called Cala de la Muerte. My friends and I are planning to go there, and you are welcome to come along if you want some peace and quiet from male attention.”

Sara smiled “That would be wonderful, Melania. If you give me a moment, I’ll just pick up my beach bag and I will be ready to go with you.” She rose up off the bed, picked up her beach bag, and then went to follow Melania who was speaking to four other ladies in various types of swimwear. This is great! I’ll get a chance to visit a quiet beach with the local ladies and maybe even make some new friends.

As Sara caught up with Melania, she heard the woman say “This is Sara and she will be visiting the cove  with us. I want to make sure that she has a full taste of Peligero hospitality.” At this the other women nodded and picked up their bags, with one bag being handed to Melania. “All you have to do is follow me, Sara.” At this the Mexican woman started to walk towards a point in the trees where there seemed to be no path.

“Where is the path, Melania?” Sara asked.

“The path is about ten feet beyond the trees, so you have to know where it is before you can find it. You need not worry Sara, we know where it is.” Melania answered, walking into the trees.

Sara followed her and sure enough the trail was clearly visible once they had moved ten feet or so into the trees, and the six women walked down it. She took in the sounds, smells and sights of the wood, and soon they went up over a rise which cut out the sounds from the resort leaving them with only their own sounds and the sounds from the wood. The naive American woman did not notice that there were two women behind her, one in front, and one on either side.

A minute later, Melania halted, turned around, and said “Wait for a moment.”

“Why, what’s the problem?” Sara asked.

Melania gave a malevolent smile and said “You. NOW!”  Sara screamed as each arm was grabbed by a woman on each side and her ankles were held by the women behind her. Moments later, she found herself pinned face down to the ground by the four women and Melania said “You will keep quiet if you know what’s good for you.”

OMG! Who are you? Are you robbers, kidnappers! Just please don’t hurt me! Sara whimpered as she lay on the floor. You lot have tricked me! It was just to get me out here so that you can do what you want!

“First, we are going to ensure your silence. Strip the whore!” Melanie ordered.

Sara squealed as the girl on her right side held her hands and the other on the left untied her bikini top, while one of the ladies behind her unfastened the strings on her bottom. A moment later, she felt even more humiliated as her garments were removed, and she lay there naked and helpless on the floor. The two ladies handed the bikini parts to Melania, who rolled them into a single tight ball.

She knelt down in front of Sara and commanded “Open your mouth wide!” The captive refused at first, until Melania said “If you wish, we can open your throat with a knife and put these down there.”

Sara opened her mouth wide in fear, the items were inserted in and the material forced her tongue back and caused her cheeks to bulge. Then Melania took out a white scarf, wrapped it around Sara’s mouth and knotted the ends very tightly at the back of the embarrassed woman’s neck. Oh No! I’ve just been gagged with my own bikini! And this is probably only the start.

The Mexican lady took several lengths of thin white cord out of her bag, walked around to Sara’s left side, knelt down and took hold of the captive woman’s hands. What are you going to do now? Please, you’re not going to tie me up as well! Sara’s hands were placed together, palm to palm and the helpless American experienced discomfort as a cord was tightly wrapped around her wrist several times before it was cruelly cinched and knotted off.  She yelped through her gag as the evil woman pulled her elbows together so that they touched, and a second rope bit into her skin as it was wound around so tightly that it seemed that her elbows were going to end up crushed. This was also cinched and tied, adding further misery and pain to the poor captive. Then she felt the looping of the end of a rope around her right ankle, and then the left ankle was treated in the same manner.

“Lift the bitch up.” Melanie ordered and a moment later, Sara found that she was back on her feet. As she looked down, she could see that there was a length of cord with the ends connected to her ankles that would allow about two feet of distance. I cannot fight, cannot scream for help, and I am unable to run away! I am completely at the mercy of these insane ladies, and I don’t think that there is going to be any mercy.

“Can I punish the whore, Melania?” One lady asked.

“Certainly.” Melania said, throwing the woman a long piece of cord. The woman caught it and tightly wound it around Sara’s chest at her breasts, and the rope pressed into her nipples as it was tightly pulled and knotted off.

Another lady said “How about the bitch whip?” Melanie passed another length of thin rope to this woman, who then went behind Sara. The poor captive watched as the cord was looped around her waist and wrists twice and then it was tied at her hands. “MMMGMM!” Cried Sara as the rope was then taken between her legs, looped over the waist rope at the front and then pulled and knotted firmly. This caused Sara to yelp again, as the rope buried itself into the petals of her flower.

The leader of the woman brought out another cord with a snare knot on the end and put it around Sara’s neck. “Now you American whore, you can either keep up with me, or you can fall over and I will drag you along the floor by your neck. You may choose which way to move, but you may prefer to walk.” Melania then continued down the path.

Helpless, dejected and beaten, the sadistically bound Sara followed her captor. You’re not kidnapping me, nor are you after money. What is it that you want from me!? She whimpered as she was lead further along the path...


Eventually the path lead out of the woods and into a small cove, and Sara would have considered it beautiful in normal circumstances. However, as her bindings hurt with each movement of her body, she was far more concerned about what fate awaited her. Today, paradise has been turned into hell, and I do not think that my fate is going to be a good one. As she was lead to the beach, she noticed that the sun was lower down now and sunset was probably only an hour or so away.

Melania pulled Sara down the beach, stopped, and then said “Put the whore on the sand!”

The four other women took hold of Sara and she soon found herself in a prone position. The hobbling rope was taken off her ankles, and then her right leg was bent at the knees so much that her heel pressed into her bottom. A rope was sadistically wrapped around her right thigh and ankle, causing further distress to the damsel and forcing her to cry out before a secure knot was tied. Then her left leg was placed in the same way, and another rope added more discomfort as the left thigh and ankle were tied together.

The women then placed the helpless captive into a kneeling position on the sand, with Melania in front of her, and the other ladies took up places on the left and right of the leader. The Mexican stood smiling and said “Did you really think that an American whore like yourself would try to steal our men and not get away with it!”

Your men? They were your men? But, I didn’t try to steal them, they were pestering me! Sara shook her head and pleaded with her eyes, but the woman ignored her.

“You deliberately showed off your pale skin and your breasts to the men, so that you could cast a spell on them, and then you used your hair and eyes to steal their souls!” Again Sara shook her head, but again the women didn’t care.

“You were very stupid if you thought that you were going to get away with your vile acts without punishment! You are an American bitch, and we are going to make you suffer for your crimes.”

Sara’s face now carried a look of terror. OMG! you’re going to torture me on this beach! I wish I had never listened to you!

“The fact you are stupid made it very easy for us to lure you here.” Melania walked behind Sara and then knelt down. “Your first punishment is about to begin. Let’s show this bitch how we punish whores who use their breasts in trying to steal our men!”

Sara screamed as the woman took a firm hold of the hair and pulled it down, forcing the captive’s head back severely. Her screaming continued as the other women pinched her breasts and nipples with their fingernails, tormenting every inch of the area. This is horrible and the worst thing is, I didn’t even want these men. Just how long to you plan to torture me?

This continued for some time with Sara thinking that every pinch was worse than before, until the leader finally called a halt to the proceedings. “Now it’s time to punish the bottom that was swayed before the eyes of our men.”

No! Please no! Melania forced Sara face down onto the sand by pulling her hair and ensured that she faced the sea. Then the helpless girl screamed again as fingernails dug into the soft skin of her bottom and upper thighs, adding more misery and suffering to her existence.

It seemed like an eternity to Sara, and it must have been some time, because when it ended, the lower edge of the sun’s disc was very close to the horizon. The poor lady felt bruised and battered on her breasts and bottom. Then more cord was wound tightly around both of her ankles, and Sara knew that she would be unable to pull her legs apart. Next, she could feel one end of a length of rope was tied to her gag at the back of her neck, her head was pulled back by her hair, and then the other end was looped around the ankle rope and tied off, which left Sara’s head pulled back in a very uncomfortable position.

“One final touch to your torment, bitch.”

A piece of thin cord had one end tied to Sra’s hair, and the other end was pulled tight and knotted to her big toes. You’ve tied my hair to my feet I can’t move an inch like this, unless I end up breaking my neck and all I can do is look at the sea! As she looked out at the ocean, she could see the sun start to dip below the horizon.

The five women then stood in front of Sara, all with evil smiles on their faces. Melanie looked down with contempt at her victim and said “I am going to offer you two choices. One, we take you back to a hut and torment you for the rest of the night, and then free you. Or two, we will just leave you alone. The choice is yours, blink once, or twice.”

There really is no choice, either you don’t do it, or you will. I’d rather be left alone rather than be tortured by you and your harpies any more.

Sara blinked twice and Melania said “Please blink twice again to confirm that you want to be left alone.” The captive did so and all of the women burst into laughter, as they all walked off, except Melania who remained where she stood.

There was a look of consternation on Sara’s face as the others left. Wait, you’re not going to untie me? You can’t leave me like this! I could die of thirst in a few days time!

Melania smiled even more at the look on her captive’s face. “You chose to be left alone, and we are doing just that. If you’re worried about dying of thirst, don’t worry as we are not that cruel.” Sara looked relieved at this point. “Let me explain the title of this little bay. ‘Cala de la Muerte’ means Cove of Death.” At this, the captive started to look very worried. “This is because anything in the water, like a swimmer gets taken by the currents far out to sea.” Sara looked more fearful and started to struggle against her bonds. “You need not worry about that though whore, because you will already have drowned when that happens. Didn’t you notice that the tide is already coming in?”

Sara was now filled with terror and writhed against her bonds uncontrollably. “Enjoy the end of the sunset, as it will be your last. I must make my way back to the resort now, so even if your body is discovered I will have been with other people at the time of your death. Plus, this place is rumoured to be haunted by evil spirits of the drowned after nightfall. Also, you are not the first whore that we have dealt with as you are the fifth American woman we have taken down here, and the fifth that wanted to be left alone. Enjoy your death.” With that, Melania walked away from Sara, leaving her to her fate.

Sara started to scream as loud as she could through her nose, even though she knew such an action would not save her. You sadistic monsters! You’ve leaving me to drown! I’m going to die here! She pulled and twisted against her bonds, even though every attempt was pointless and just caused her more suffering. Please, don’t let this happen to me! Don’t let me die like this! Her eyes were transfixed on the ebb and flow of the waves and watched as it moved ever closer to her.

Then the doomed woman screamed again and louder at the first touch of the sea water against her breasts, and she knew that it wouldn’t be much longer before her death. There is no hope of rescue, all I can hope for is to die quickly and that drowning isn’t too bad a way to go. Very soon after, the waves were lapping against her chin, and it seemed as she had minutes left.

She starting screaming one last time, not out of any chance of alerting someone, but purely out of fear, and even these were stifled as the water lapped over her nose. Maybe I shouldn’t try to fight for life, perhaps I should accept my fate and get it over with by breathing in the water.

Then there was one more flow and the ebb which did not allow Sara’s nose to be uncovered...

New Story: Christine at the Farm


It was a nice warm summer morning when Christine left the farmhouse, and she was wearing jeans, a checked shirt and white trainers. First thing I need to do is check on the horses. She headed for the horse paddock and the adjoining stables and as she approached the stables, she noticed that the door on the building was slightly ajar. That’s odd, as I’m sure I shut it last night. Walking up to the door, she stopped and listened, and there faint sounds of movement coming from inside the stables. There’s someone in there, but If I can rush in, I’ll be able to surprise him and at least scare him away.

Christine stood by the door for a few seconds, rapidly swung it open and then immediately ran in. This proved to be disastrous, as she ran straight into the intruder in such a way that she ended up stunning and winding herself. Christine fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes, wheezing in an effort to get her breath back and at this point she was only half aware that hands were brought together in front of her, and then her wrists were securely bound by rope. She was hoisted to her feet with her hands above her head, and she realised that her wrists were being tied to a horizontal wooden beam above her head.

“Now, just stay calm and this is as far as it goes.” said a man’s voice.

Christine turned her head to look over her shoulders and saw a man wearing black shoes, black trousers, white shirt and a ski mask. “I will be gone soon and I’ll loosen the rope enough for you, so that you will be able to free yourself after a while.”

“Get me out of this right now!” Christine screamed. How dare you tie me up, I am going to so kick your ass when I get out of this! She quickly turned around, even though her hands bound above her head, and she lashed out with her right foot which caught the intruder in his left shin. He cried out at this, and then caught hold of Christine’s right leg.

Now, off balance, Christine looked on in shock as the man tied one end of a piece of rope around her right ankle, and then looped the other end of the rope around a vertical beam to her right. He then pulled on the rope, which took Christine’s ankle away from underneath her body, before tying off the other end of the rope. He then took Christine’s left ankle, tied the end of another piece of rope around it, looped the rope around another beam to her left and then tied her left ankle to the left beam.

Christine now realised in horror that she was helpless and immobilised in an inverted Y position, with her legs about three feet apart. That was stupid! You might have kept your word, but there will be no chance of that after I kicked you. I’m now completely helpless and available to you. Given what men are like, it will only be a few seconds before you decide that you are going to take full advantage of me!

Trembling violently, Christine closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable. The inevitable, however, didn’t happen.

She opened her eyes when the man spoke. “I have no intention of doing anything untoward to you, or against your will. You are going to have to stay like this until after I’ve gone, and then I will call the police to have you freed.”

At first, Christine felt relief at this. This means that I’m not going to be-, wait a moment! I’m a beautiful, sexy woman who’s completely helpless in front of you, and you have no intention of taking advantage of me? You must be joking! The helpless lady felt a little crest-fallen at this. Men normally throw themselves at me at the best of times. I can’t believe this, you are not going to make use of the situation?

Then the man walked to the door of the stables, saying “I’ll check on you every so often to make sure that you are okay.” He left the stables, leaving Christine completely helpless and alone with her thoughts.

Is there something wrong with this guy? I’m tied up and helpless and he’s not even made the slightest move on me. Doesn’t he like girls? I am tied in a way that makes me defenceless and vulnerable, so he must do. Maybe it’s just that he has high morals in certain areas, which is very unusual for a thief. If that’s the case, I think I can antagonise him, and then see how he reacts.

Christine waited for the intruder to return, occasionally twisting and writhing in a fruitless attempt to get comfortable. She didn’t have to wait long as she could already hear his approaching footsteps.

“Ah, I see the pervert has returned.” Christine said.

“What did you mean?” Questioned the man, clearly taken aback by this comment.

“It means that you must be getting a big kick out of leaving me like this. It must ring your bell to have a beautiful woman bound up like a puppet on a string, knowing that you can do anything you want and that she cannot stop you.”

“I put you in this position for your safety and mine.” He replied.

“Oh come on, you must really enjoy seeing me like this, totally weak and captive. I’m not worried about it though, it’s not like you’ve got the courage to do anything to me while I’m helpless in this situation.” She continued to taunt the intruder with her comments.

“Careful, if you keep speaking to me like that I will do something to you, just to show you that continuing to speak in this manner would be a bad idea.”

“Don’t try and bluff, tough guy, no matter what I say to you, you won’t do anything at all to me. You’re just too scared to.” Christine carried on with her stinging, heedless of the possible consequences.

“One more comment like that, I’ll cut that shirt off you and then you’ll be sorry.” He threatened.

Christine pushed her chest out at the man. “Go on then, I dare you. Cut my shirt off! You don’t even have the guts.”

Christine watched in surprise and shock as the man took out a pair of emergency scissors, and then proceeded to deftly cut away her shirt. In a few moments, the only garment on Christine’s upper body was a translucent bra which left very little to the imagination. That was very foolish of me, what would have happened if I had provoked an even stronger reaction? Christine was more than a little anxious now and her breasts heaved with the deep breaths she was taking. I’d better not say anything right now, as I was sure that you were just bluffing.

“Just don’t try to annoy me. I would have thought that a person in your situation would know better than to be antagonistic.” With that comment he walked out of the stables, and left Christine alone again.

You didn’t even look at my breasts! Good grief, they’re virtually exposed and you acted as though they didn’t even exist! It’s as if you don’t even find me attractive. What do I have to do to get you to notice my body, be completely in the nude? Well, I’m going to goad you even more next time, and see how you react.

It was a while before the man returned to check on Christine. “Are you okay?” He asked her.

“If you can call being taken prisoner by a perverted creep, tied up and stretched out in an uncomfortable position, and being put on display to be gawked at okay, then yes, I’m okay.” She again taunted.

“Well, as long as you’re not in any pain.” He said, looking into Christine’s eyes.

Christine wiggled her upper body, getting her breasts to dance around in front of her. What do I have to do to get your attention! You haven’t even looked at my body, all you do is just look at my face. Most men can’t keep their eyes off my breasts in normal times, let alone a situation like this.

“So, when are the others getting here.” Christine said sarcastically.

“What others?” the man questioned.

“The other men, the ones that you have left tied me up for. It’s quite obvious that I am bound for their pleasure. So when do they arrive?”

“I would never be involved with something like that.” The man commented angrily.

“Oh, why not, when it’s okay to perversely tie a woman up like this and cut her shirt off. It’s not like you have the courage to do anything else.”

“Stop it, or you will find out.” he threatened.

“You are a big coward, and you won’t do a thi-.“ Christine suddenly stopped as the man whipped out the scissors and with a few snips, he cut the bra away from her body, leaving her completely topless.

Well at least you had the courage to do this, and that my breasts are fully on show to you. Wait, what the hell am I thinking? I encouraged you to do this! I’m deliberately provoking and tempting you! Is it because you won’t touch me and I want you to see me like this? It can’t be!

While Christine was thinking about her actions, the man removed the trainers from her feet. “If you are not acting more decent when I get back, you will find yourself in the nude.” After he gave that warning to his captive that, he left again.

I don’t think that you have even looked at my bare breasts, just how much self control do you have? And as for that threat of yours, bring it on! I bet you won’t go that far. I am going to be so bad to you when you return.

As soon as the man returned, Christine launched a stream of language and profanity that made him pale visibly. That’s it, I bet that you will run straight out of the building!

As she stopped for breath, he said “You shouldn’t have said that.” He took out the scissors and proceeded to cut away Christine’s jeans, leaving the woman in just her panties. The captive trembled a little in her near nakedness, but she was resolved to carry on.

She noticed that he had also cut two cloth strips out of the shirt she had been wearing. “What’s that for, creep?” Christine asked.

“You’ll find out if you carry on with language like that.” He answered.

You aren’t going to hurt me and I might as well be fully naked, so I think I’ll carry on barbing you. Christine continued with the bad language that was directed at her captor, and he promptly removed her panties with the scissors, leaving Christine in the nude. He then took a deep breath as he looked at her completely helpless and naked body.

“See, I said that you are a pervert, and you are enjoying my naked tied-up body. I bet that’s why you came here in the first place, just to fetter me like this and strip my clothes off me. I see that you are rolling up my panties in a ball, creep, and are you enjoying that too? What are you goin- ulp!” Christine suddenly stopped her tirade when the rolled up panties were thrust into her mouth, and the man took one of the cloth strips, placed it over her mouth, took the ends around her cheeks to the back of her head and knotted it off, holding the panties in her mouth.

WTH! You’ve gagged me! You’ve gagged me with my own panties! Christine was stunned by this action and she took a few moments to recover.

“You deserve that for having such a foul mouth.” The man said.

Christine glared at him with a ‘If looks could kill expression’ for what he had just done to her. The man then took the second strip, placed it over her eyes and then tied it at the back of her head. A blindfold? You’ve blindfolded me? Now I don’t even have the pleasure of giving you evil looks.

“Well, at least your mouth won’t get you into any more trouble. Oh and by the way, you do have a stunning body and I’ll speak to you soon after I’ve finished.” Christine felt a stinging hard slap to her bottom, just before he left the stables.

What the hell is wrong with me? Instead of just staying here with my hands tied above my head, I managed to provoke you into a situation where I’m tied up and naked, gagged, blindfolded, and with my panties in my mouth. I have been such an idiot! Well, at least I know that I can’t do anything else foolish now, and you could have done a lot worse to me.

The day was getting warmer as time went on, and owing to Christine’s occasional struggles against her ropes, she was now getting hot and sticky with sweat. If I had met you under other circumstances, I would have considered you the perfect man. You haven’t taken advantage of me, even though I am completely helpless and naked. I would guess that if you took advantage of me right now, you would be very gentle and tender.

Suddenly, a breeze gently blew through the stables, causing the air to dance on Christine’s skin and an image flooded the captive’s mind of her being touched by him. Instead of the idea shocking her, Christine actually found the concept to be pleasurable. That’s amazing, I actually like the idea of you caressing my skin. Was this in my mind all along? Did I provoke all of this because I want you to stroke me? Christine moaned softly at the fantasy of the man caressing her helpless body and she painted a picture in her mind of him gently holding and kissing her.

The breeze grew into a gentle wind, running all over Christine’s body and she imagined him caressing her most intimate areas, causing her to writhe and moan. This is making me very aroused! I want you now, I want you a lot! The woman had an image in her mind’s eye of the man making love to her as she was completely helpless, an act that she now truly desired. The wind and Christine’s own fantasies were driving her into an ever stronger state of desire, and her feelings were so strong that she ignored else except for the experience and sensation.

Then the wind dropped. “Noph! Noph!” Christine cried into her gag, feeling very frustrated now that the wind had died. I was so close! The wind and my mind could have taken me to fulfilment! Now I’m stuck like this, with a fire in my intimacy and unable to do anything about it! She twisted and pulled against the ropes, hoping that she could free herself and find her relief and it was then that she heard the breathing. You’re here? How much have you seen? You could have seen all of this! Please don’t leave me like this!

“I came in, just as the breeze started, and it was an incredible performance that you presented. I don’t think you heard me because of the wind, and if you had I would never have seen this.”

Christine nodded, knowing that he was right. “Pleamph pleamph.” Christine mumbled through her gag, begging for her captor to help her in her need and frustration.

“It’s obvious that you are very sexually aroused, would you like me to leave, so as not to disturb you?”

Christine shook her head violently. No, don’t go, I need you so badly! You must fulfil me, please! “Pleamph, pleamph.” Christine cried through her gag. She also writhed and moaned as if she was being made love to, trying to make him understand that she needed him.

“So, do you want me to stay and make love to you?”

Christine replied with a nod, hoping that he would comply with her wish. The helpless woamn trembled with anticipation as she felt the man embrace her from behind, and he started to plant sweet little kisses on her neck. Yes, that’s wonderful! I must be insane though, as a while ago I was furious with you for tying me up. Now I want you to take me and fulfil me. I can only think that I must have been taken captive by the man of my dreams.

She felt kisses all along her spine and her neck and back were being rubbed by his fingers. At this, Christine let out a loud moan and writhed at the pleasure she was receiving and her fire grew as he gently ran his hands all over the back of her body, covering and caressing every inch. She nearly screamed as the man began to pay attention to her front as he pressed himself against her back, and started to softly stroke the greatest areas of her intimacy. Gentle kissed landed on the back of her neck, and at the same time he caressed her breasts with his fingertips eliciting more movement from the captive as the pleasure went through her body like little electric shocks.

Next she jumped when the man, while still caressing her breasts with his right hand, moved the other one down to her flower and caressed her most intimate area. That’s it! Not long now until I get fulfilled! Just a bit more! Christine was starting to feel the wave of bliss build up and it wouldn’t be long before they crashed onto her shore of joy.

However, just as the feeling had reached its peak and Christine was about to feel the release of orgasm, the man stopped and withdrew his hands. What are you doing! Christine screamed through her gag, frustrated from the act of denial. I was right on the edge, another few seconds more and it would be over! This is pure torture!

“You’ll receive your fulfilment eventually, but not right now. This is a punishment for the way you spoke and acted earlier.”

Christine struggled, writhed and wriggled, all to no avail. She begged and pleaded through her gag at the man, who just ignored her. The frustration didn’t seem to subside at all, and the feelings and the desire inside her grew even stronger. I’m being punished with pleasure, and I would have thought that this was impossible! I’m truly under your power now, and you have total control over me. I can resist pain, but how do I resist this?

After a few minutes, the man spoke “I think you’ve suffered enough for your misbehaviour, so I have two options for you. One, I will leave now and call the police so that they can free you. Or two, I can stay here and you will be my willing captive. Grunt once or twice for the answer.”

Christine thought for a moment. If the police turn up and I’m like this, driven almost to madness by desire and frustration, I will want to make love to them even though I’m bound and gagged, and they will probably think that it’s a hoax, and that I’m a ‘strange sex-starved slut’. I will most likely be arrested, and then probably spend the rest of the day handcuffed and unfulfilled. With the second option, I will have to willingly surrender myself to you, but is that so bad? I will at least obtain my release.

Christine grunted twice.

“Now, I shall retie you and place you in a more comfortable position for lovemaking.”

Christine heard a rustling sound above her head, and then she was able to lower her hands as the rope that held them to the beam was untied. Next, her bound wrists were pulled over her head and positioned at the back of her neck, and she could now feel the rope from her hands being looped around her chest several times, and then taken back to her wrists and tied firmly. I guess that my hands are going to be immobile behind my neck for now.

Christine’s hips started to thrust forward in an involuntary manner, trying to find a release from her desire, and she listened as he untie the ankles ropes from the vertical beams, which allowed her to place her legs together at last.  Why haven’t you removed the ropes from my ankles, though?

The helpless captive was lifted up, carried a little and then laid on her back on a bed of hay. Well at least it isn’t straw, as that would have been very uncomfortable. Next, her right leg was bent at the knee until her heel pressed into her thigh. The rope from her ankle was wrapped around her thigh and ankle several times before it was knotted off, tying them together. This process was repeated with her left leg, leaving her other ankle and thigh bound together. This is a very unusual way of tying someone up, and the way that my legs are tied must leave me looking like a frog.

Christine shivered as she felt sweet tender kisses on her neck and gentle caresses over her breasts and body and soon the kisses slowly moved to her cheeks and then onto her gagged lips. She then gasped through her gag as there was a sweet caress on the intimacy of her womanhood. Please, more and faster, I need to be fulfilled!

The man lay on top of her helpless body and gently filled her aching void, starting with very slow and gentle thrusts, as he placed sweet kisses upon the mounds of her breasts. Christine moaned and writhed with pleasure under him from the sensations that she was now feeling. The fire of her lust grew inside her as he thrust faster and stronger into her, and sweet kisses were planted in a ring around her nipples. She “mmpphd” at the man, urging him to bring her to a climax.

Her nipples were gently sucked and teased by the man’s mouth which elicited gasps through her gag. His movements into her became quicker and more intense, and Christine felt herself right on the edge of bliss. Yes! Just a little more! Yes! YES! YEEEEEEEEEEESS-! All other thoughts left Christine’s mind as the waves of pure ecstasy washed over her, time and time again...

When she became aware of her reality again, Christine realised that her gag and blindfold had been removed and also that he was gently kissing and cuddling her. As the man lifted his head, Christine let out a loud gasp as he was no longer wearing the ski mask and she recognised him instantly. It was Greg!

“It’s you! The new partner for the farm! You sent me your picture a few weeks ago and you said you would arrive today. I completely forgot!” Christine exclaimed “But why the ski mask, and why were you in here?”

“If you remember, I mentioned in my letter that I sometimes suffer from Light Sensitivity and it became very acute this morning, so I ran into the stables and put on my mask. A minute later, you crashed through the door, right into me. Not knowing who you were, I tied you up and it was only when I went to the main house that I discovered that you were the other owner. When I returned, it was clear that you wanted the situation to go a certain way, so I obliged you in your desire. I hope that I haven’t overstepped the mark, partner.”

“It seems that we are a lot more than partners, now.” She said. “We have become lo-.” Christine was stopped mid-word by a passionate kiss on the lips from her lover...

The End.