1. Staying With Erin - Chapter 7


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

    one bottle won’t matter, will it?” She smirked. “But I’ll have to pee if I drink anymore.” “And?” I looked into her narrowed eyes and swallowed. This was, obviously, not up for discussion. I parted my lips and let her set the bottle’s rim against them. My bladder wasn’t exactly empty, I could feel that, but I tried my best to gulp down the water. Bridget wasn’t patient, so some of it trickled down my chin and ran down my naked body, but out here in the heat, it wasn’t unpleasant. Once the bottle was empty and I had let out an involuntary burp, Bridget started tightening the ropes. The pulleys made small, clicking noises every time she pulled, and soon my hands were raised high above my head and slightly to the sides, and there was a soft, constant pull on my upper legs and hips. She continued tightening them, one after another, and I was lifted off the pool’s clingy plastic, first on one side, then the other, until I was dangling freely in the air. She focused on the ropes attached to my thighs and waist for a few minutes, which had the effect of tilting my hips forward further and further, until my lower back was almost horizontal. “Ouch,” I exclaimed when the strain there became uncomfortable, and she quickly tightened the waist ropes to take up more of the pull. “Almost done,” she told me and stepped behind me. After a few seconds, I felt her nestle with the strap below my knee, and then that leg was pulled wider and wider to the side. “Oh!” I gasped. My other leg was ...
    pulled outside too, until both legs were spread in more than a forty-five angle, completely exposing my privates to any greedy hand that wanted to touch me there. “Comfy?” Bridget asked. “Not really,” I answered honestly. “But?” She stepped around again and stood before me, an eyebrow raised and eyes glowing with lust. “But…” I blushed crimson. “...it’s sexy like hell.” “You’ve got no idea just how sexy you look,” she whispered, then stepped closer and kissed me hungrily. I parted my lips willingly, letting her tongue conquer my mouth and moaning in delight. Her fingers wrapped around my breasts and kneaded them, and my moans grew louder. The pinches she rewarded my nipples with shot sparks of pleasure through them and made me gasp. “I think I haven’t told you that yet,” she suddenly whispered into my ear, then started to lick it all over wetly and with dirty, smacking noises until I felt her drool trickle down the side of my neck, “but if you pee into the pool, we’ll make you bath in it.” Then she took a step backwards, winked at me, turned around and left, leaving me hanging in the ropes amidst smells of flowers and hay, horny like hell and unable to do more than turn my head and wiggle my toes and fingers. * * * * Minutes stretched into hours, at least that was what it felt like. I couldn’t see the driveway, so every cry of a bird and chirping of a cricket startled me, made me instantly aware of my nudity and made my heart beat like mad with fear of being discovered by ...
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