1. Staying With Erin - Chapter 7


    Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    the leather. It sat tightly on my skin, but it wasn’t uncomfortable, and it was soft enough inside so it wouldn’t chafe. “Erin!” She suddenly hollered, startling me. A few seconds later, Erin ambled into the room, completely naked once more and grinning brightly. “Oh my god, those look brilliant on you!” “Did you finish your part?” Bridget wanted to know. “Yep,” Erin confirmed, “everything’s ready. I can’t wait!” “Thank you. I’ll go outside with Paisy then. Meanwhile, you can prepare yourself too.” She glanced at her wrist watch. “It’s five already, that’s perfect. The others arrive around six, so little Paisy here will have an hour to anticipate what’s coming.” Walking was awkward with the huge rubber tool lodged in my bum hole, and Bridget made sure to make it even more so by tapping it with her hand every so often. We made short detour through the kitchen where she picked up a bottle of water. A little later, I hesitantly stepped out into the yard. The sun was still hot on my skin, and I blushed like mad while I traipsed after Bridget. The small, spiky stones on the ground made my steps wobbly. When we turned the corner, I gasped. In the middle of the grass stood a blue, inflatable kids’ pool, devoid of water, and left and right of it were two large metals poles that bent and almost met eight feet above it. I could only guess how Erin had managed to place them there. From rings along the uppermost parts of the poles dangled ropes with carabiners at their ends, and a ...
    number of small pulleys connected these ropes to hooks at the base of the poles. Bridget was going to tie me up! Scenes from decadent, naughty movies I had seen on the internet flooded my mind. Those had all played out in dungeons and living rooms, but I was to be bound in the middle of the farm’s yard, and everyone coming by accidentally would be able to see me. When I had arrived here, a thought as this would have had me backed up against the wall, trembling and blushing profusely. Now, however, a hot, wet clenching in my pussy and a soft gasp were the prevalent reactions. A sharp slap to my bum cheek made me stumble forward. “Get into the middle of the pool and kneel down,” Bridget commanded, and I scurried to obey. I realized how devious the restraints were when she bent down and threaded the carabiner of the one around my right ankle through the ring on the one encircling the nearby thigh. “I love this little construction,” she admitted while she bound my other foot similarly. “John, a friend of mine, made it a few years ago, and it has seen far too little use.” She pulled down a rope and fixed it to the same ring on my thigh restraint, then went over to repeat this on the other side too. Next, two ropes were affixed to rings at the outside of my hip restraints, and four more were connected to my arms. “Here, drink,” Bridget urged, holding the opened bottle to my lips. “But I’ve already drunk a bucket full today,” I tried to protest and turned my head to the side. “Then this ...
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