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I am having a little break this week from writing new stories although I do have 1 last true story from my time with my ex Lisa.
Those of you familiar with ‘Lisa’s Story’ and ‘Lisa’s Cinema Dare’ will know who she was.
So to keep fabbers entertained during this nightmarish Coronavirus lockdown I have found a few stories I wrote about 3 years ago and will post them day by day on here.
Below is a work of pure fiction about an imaginary girl called Katie.
PART 1
There are 3 to 4 of you. You are all much older mature men in your late 50’s to 60’s. You are dominant, assertive and have filthy minds. You have agreed to make this come true for me carried out to the letter.
On the day in question I have arranged to be picked up at 5pm by you all. And be driven out to the countryside towards a well known forest.
I shower, do my make up a little sexier than my normal day time look, style my hair down and long. I paint my nails dark red. Apply my best perfume.
I dress in a white lace strappy skater dress, It is short, flared, elegant and very sexy.
Underneath I have on a small pair of white satin knickers …nothing more.
The look is finished with a pair of high black strappy heels with open toes.
I am ready and waiting.
There is a knock at the door, I open it and 1 of you is standing there waiting. A car is outside, engine idling, doors open. The others are sitting inside smiling and the rear seat passengers gesture at me to come to the car.
As I walk through my door my hand bag is checked by you for spare clothes, knickers and anything resembling a coat or Mac.
I am led by the hand and climb into the car. Doors are closed and the car drives away towards our destination.
There is no conversation in the car. You smile and there is some ‘wandering hands’ gently across my bare legs and arms. Hands slide under the short dress hem. I do nothing to prevent this.
We drive on towards the forest. Along a secluded dirt road & the car slows then turns into a small clearing.
I am not familiar with this place.
The car stops, you all get out and the boot is opened. One of you then takes me by the hand & I slide out of the car into the warm summer air, my dress riding up which he notices with a grin.
The boot is closed and I notice one of you is holding a large leather hold all.
The bag is opened and a long length of coiled white rope is pulled out.
One of you takes my hands and holds them together as the rope is then wrapped round my wrists and doubled over then tied to form a knot.
The man holding the rope then starts to pull and I have to walk along following him through the woodland.
The rest of you are following close behind me.
As I walk the wind is playing with the short flared hem of my dress and blowing it up slightly.
I am already feeling under dressed, vulnerable and getting Butterflies in my tummy.
The guy in front keeps a tight pull on the rope and I have to be careful not to trip over in my high heels.
After walking for some time we arrive at a large clearing where there is a big tree in the centre.
I am led to stand under one of the trees high branches.
You all stand round me and the bag is placed on the floor and opened. Another rope is pulled out, shorter this time and one of you holds it moving towards me.
Suddenly the guy holding the longer rope attached to my wrists throws it high up over the tree branch, the loose end falling rapidly to the forest floor.
He picks it up and begins to pull slowly. Gradually my arms are pulled upwards by the moving rope.
He keeps pulling and I stagger closer to the tree, my arms now way up over my head, hands together and almost on tip toes.
The guy holding the shorter rope moves closer, kneeling down he then binds the rope tightly round my ankles making many loops of rope and finishing with a secure knot. I try to resist what he is doing but he is too strong and another guy helps him tie the knots.
My ankles are tightly bound and I cannot move them.
You all crowd round me now and stare at me smiling. The longer rope is checked and pulled slightly more to increase the tension and my arms are pulled higher still.
I am now on tip toes in my high heels and barely touching the ground. My arms feel taut but it is not painful.
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PART 2
Without warning all of you then begin pulling and ripping at my dress. I gasp and try to struggle but the ropes above make this impossible for me.
The thin material gives up easily and the shoulder straps fall down exposing my bare tits. You carry on ripping and pulling until the flimsy dress falls to the floor in tatters at my feet.
I am now panting with fear and excitement and the rush of emotions is overwhelming.
My legs are trembling and I can feel myself physically shivering even though it is a lovely warm afternoon.
You are all looking my body up and down smiling.
2 of you then grab my satin knickers and in 1 quick motion they are torn away and off me then thrown aside in the undergrowth.
I stand there completely naked apart from my black heels, my arms stretched high above my head and my ankles tightly bound.
The all of you close in surrounding me, kissing, touching, groping and caressing my body. The feeling of hands and mouths all over me is mind blowing, especially tied naked the way I am and outdoors in daylight.
Fingers probe inside my now wet pussy and my ass while I am kissed softy on my tits, neck and shoulders.
Then 1 of you then produces from the bag a reel of gaffer tape. You tear off a long enough strip and move towards me once more. I stare open mouthed as I realise what is going to happen. I struggle and shake my head from side to side but another of you is quickly behind me and grabs my head firmly keeping it facing the guy with the gaffer tape.
I am told firmly to shut my mouth. I do so out of fear and excitement blurred into 1 powerful emotion.
The guy holding the strip of tape quickly applies it across my mouth, pressing it firmly against my cheeks. I cannot move my mouth or make a sound and I am breathing hard through my nose.
‘To keep you quiet sweetheart and so there is no safety net for you today’
He smiles at me and slaps my ass hard.
He then says: ‘That’s your pretty dress and knickers gone now Katie, how will you get home without anything to wear?’
I am unable to reply as the tape is stuck very well to my mouth.
All I can do is take in what he said and the fact that I have no extra clothes with me and no coat.
Surprisingly this realization excites me in ways I cannot explain and I feel my pussy leaking more now.
Next you all dip into the holdall and a selection of wooden paddles, leather belts, riding crops and 2 thin canes are removed and placed at my feet.
I look on feeling more nervous now.
You all surround me and each of you now has a paddle, a crop or a belt in hand.
I feel hands softly stroking my bare bum.
I struggle against the ropes holding my arms up so high but it is useless and I am too tightly tied.
1 of you then moves close to my ear and says…
‘We are all going to punish you now Katie on your pert little ass for being such a dirty filthy little girl’
The guy then gestures with his hand at the remaining canes laid out at my feet.
‘It will be long and painful and later when we start caning your delicious little ass it will push your limits to new heights I promise you’
‘You will not be able to cry out or protest if it becomes too much for you, you will just have to ride the pain and endure it Katie’
‘After which we are all going to use your gorgeous body in any way we choose and we intend to fill you with our cum’
What happens next is simply off the charts and to be continued…and the question to you is…shall I?
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PART 3
I am still standing there with my arms roped up high above me to the tree branch, taut to the point where I ams on tip toes in my strappy high heels. Ankles bound tightly together and I am now breathing very hard through my nose due to the gaffer tape stuck firmly across my mouth.
The men are surrounding me grinning and each one then reaches down to select an implement.
They have between them chosen a black leather belt, a wooden paddle, a leather riding crop and lastly long leather flogger.
I am now shaking uncontrollably with both fear and excitement and I look down and notice my pretty white lace dress on the ground in tatters with the satin knickers close by torn to pieces.
Briefly I turn a thought to how I am going to get out of this and get home with no clothes or coat but my feelings of abandonment and sheer erotic vulnerability are overwhelming me and I close my eyes and prepare myself for what lies in store for me next.
1 of the men then says ‘Katie this is it now, if you want to back out of this then now is the time’
‘Please blink twice if you want out babe’ he says.
I ponder for a moment what lies ahead and look again at the things they are all holding.
I do not blink but stare right at the man.
‘Perfect he says, ’that’s what we hoped’ and the others add their own words of pleasure at this.
‘Katie so you understand no matter how extreme or intense this becomes for you, from now on there is no stopping us and no backing out for you’
My heart jumps at his words and I take a deep breath through my nose and tense my legs.
For the next time period – it feels like hours- but I am sure it is much less, the men take turns in spanking, flogging and whipping my ass. Starting slowly at first and gradually building up the intensity of the slaps.
Harder and harder they hit me and I soon hear a bizarre moaning sound realising it is in fact me moaning and whimpering through the gaffer tape.
As the men punish me they call me offensive names. ‘Slut’ ‘Whore’ ‘Filthy girl’ and so on but these names I know are fitting for what I have now become.
Slowly they turn up the heat…
The full force of their abuse on my bare ass swings me forwards, tottering on my heels but I am still held upright by the ropes keeping my arms fixed above my head.
It now feels like the men are spanking me as hard as they can, I am crying and moaning through the gaffer tape.
Wanting them to stop, but unable to do anything but ride the wave of pain now coursing through my body.
My eyes open I see each of the circling round me taking turns hitting my bum as they reach the area behind me.
This continues over and over. Each blow hurting and stinging my ass more than I have ever experienced. The men circling me like a pack of Wolves circling its prey.
This goes on and on. Sometimes I feel a riding crop across my lower back which ignites pain on a new part of my body.
Occasionally as they walk in front of me they use the leather belt against my tummy which has the same effect.
But mostly it is my ass that they focus this punishment on.
Hitting harder and harder each time.
After what feels like an eternity they stop.
I am breathing so hard though my nose and have tears rolling down my cheeks.
There is some wetness between my thighs and shamefully I realise I have climaxed without even realizing I had done so.
The waves of pain subside a little, my heart still pounding in my chest and I can feel my own juices running down the inside of my legs now.
The men notice this too and laugh and one guy says
‘Have we made you cum Katie?’ ‘You dirty little slut cumming from all that pain’ the others laugh again and they place the implements back inside the holdall.
I am thinking is it all over, will I now be set free?
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PART 4
The men then tell me they are all going for a break and will be taking their car. They then lay the canes on the ground at my feet.
I look nervously down, tears still in my eyes not believing what I am hearing.
I try to plead with them through the gaffer tape but it is impossible.
My heart is now pounding so hard. The pain across my sore ass is beyond imagining but all I can think of is what the men just told me.
I struggle again in vain against the ropes holding my arms up and those round my ankles, I shake my head and try to shout at them through the gaffer tape but it is all futile.
The men stand watching this with grins on their faces.
One then gestures with his hand at the canes lying at my feet, I follow with my eyes and he says
‘These are all for you Katie darling for when we return’
‘I do hope you are looking forward to that’
‘We may be a while’ he says.
Then all of the men walk away through the trees and out of sight.
I think to myself, ‘this is a joke surely, they can’t really be leaving me like this’
I hear in the distance the car doors opening and closing then the engine starts and it drives away, the sound slowly fading away into the distance.
I am now alone, hanging there by my arms which are now going slightly numb. My ankles bound. My mouth taped over with gaffer tape.
I am naked apart from my beautiful black high heels now looking dusty from the dry ground.
All I can see are trees all around me, all I can hear is the wind rustling the leaves and 1 or 2 birds.
I feel panic and fear over come me. I listen as hard as I can as I am thinking this is all a kinky joke on the part of the men and they will return straight away.
I can’t hear the car coming back and realise they have driven far away and this is all part of my punishment.
My breathing quickens, heart thumping in my chest and I try to twist my head and body round frantically and looking everywhere.
I cannot escape nor make a sound. I shiver uncontrollably in spite of the warm afternoon. My ass is now burning from the spanking.
All sorts of emotions barrel roll through my mind at this point and I literally do not know what to do.
What if they never come back and I am left here like this?
Against all reason this thought begins turns me on and the more I worry about it the more turned on I become.
Without warning I feel a small orgasm begin to build, writhing against the ropes I push my hips back and forth and lose all control as it rips through me in short sharp waves of pleasure.
I feel more juices pouring out of my pussy now and can do nothing but let them drip down my legs to my shoes.
I realize then that this is exactly what I wanted done to me and my fear turns to ecstasy in the aftermath of my climax.
I like being tied like this and like being gagged by the gaffer tape. I look down at the canes now with renewed interest and wonder what they will feel like.
I hang there bound & gagged and in a dream like state…my body feels as taut as a Violin string.
After what feels like more than half an hour I hear a car coming from the distance. It slows, stops and doors open and slam.
I hear voices approaching and recognize them as my captures.
I look left and see them men returning into the clearing.
‘Still hear Katie’ one of them says.
‘Did you enjoy being abandoned and tied like that Katie?’
I cannot respond of course and simply stare at them and listen still breathing hard through only my nose.
Each man then moves round behind me and places his hands round my waist, kneels down and I feel lips kissing my ass softly.
1 by 1 each of them do the same, softly kissing my sore reddened ass and caressing my waist and hips.
They stop and stand away a little.
‘Are you ready for your next session now slut?’ one says.
‘These lovely canes are all for you and will test you further than you have ever known’
‘Would you like us to set you a limit Katie?’ he says.
I cannot reply of course and he just nods and says ‘No? oh ok that’s what we thought too’
He then pats my ass softly with his hand and I hear the words ‘perfect’
I feel my heart pounding again and my breathing quicken as each man steps forward and picks up a cane.
They approach me slowly, again circling round me just looking me up and down.
They are slapping the canes in their other palms as they circle me.
I am trembling all over now with part fear part excitement and part unknown.
I try to struggle and escape once more but I am going nowhere.
The ropes holding me are just too tight.
I think to myself ‘This is what I have been waiting for, just like this’
I close my eyes, tense the muscles in my ass cheeks and wait for the inevitable…
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PART 5
For the next hour -it feels like an hour- the men take turns caning my already sore ass.
Again beginning reasonably hard but still enough to sting.
They increase the force of each stroke every time they circle me, the pain builds and builds and keeps on building.
I am crying again and moaning much hard this time my eyes are wide open and I am shaking my head constantly but the men just keep going.
My arms are now burning from the tension in the ropes above and my ass feels on fire from the caning.
It reaches a point where I am constantly moaning through the firmly stuck tape, writhing my hips forward uncontrollably.
And still the men cane me harder and harder.
It is clear to me these men have done this before a few times, they know what they are doing and are taking their time building up the caning to well beyond any limits I had in my mind.
I can hear the loud swoosh of each stroke followed by a loud crack as the cane strikes my bare bum hard and I grunt through the gaffer tape.
Each time they cane me I hear them saying ‘oh yes’ or ‘Mmmm’ or ‘Yes perfect’
They continue caning me over and over, across my ass and sometimes slightly lower down on the backs of my thighs which causes me to jerk against the ropes holding me.
On and on it goes, swoosh after swoosh, crack after crack.
I need to kick my legs as a way of release but with my ankles tightly bound it is impossible.
I decide to close my eyes tightly and hold on and ride the pain wave all the way.
All I can concentrate on is the swooshing sound and the cracks of each stroke and of course the burning pain.
Swoosh after swoosh, crack after crack. Me grunting with each hard stroke.
I feel like this is never going to end when suddenly they all ease and stop.
I am now trembling all over and still crying, my ass is on fire and I shamefully realize I have climaxed yet again and can feel my inner thighs being soaked by my own juices once more.
The men place the canes back in the leather bag. They untie my ankles then release the stake holding the ropes tight above me.
The relief as my arms are free feels amazing and I stagger forward to collapse on the ground but 2 of the men catch me by my arms.
Next a blanket is produced from the bag and spread out on the ground.
One of the men takes hold of the gaffer tape across my mouth by a corner and quickly rips it away.
I gasp for air open mouthed at last and take in big gulps of much needed fresh air.
I am shaking visibly with pain and the relief of being freed.
‘If we didn’t need to use that pretty mouth of yours Katie the tape would stay on I promise you’ one of them says.
‘We are all going to fuck you now babe, hard and in all of your slutty holes’
‘We will not be using condoms as we intend to fill your body with plenty of our cum and will require you to suck each of our cocks clean after we have pounded your tight little ass’
I can say nothing, I am spent and just submit as they pick me up and carry me to the blanket. I am placed on all 4’s and the men start to undress releasing their already hard cocks.
The next hour was a hazy mix of me on all 4’s with a cock in each hole nearly all of the time.
I give more BJ’s & swallowed cum as the men took turns face fucking me.
Each guy gripping my hair with his hands and pumping cum down my throat.
My face gets splattered with cum with some going in my hair.
Behind me I have each guy fucking my bum slowly at first as it was so sore from the caning but by the time I am opened up and have a cum load in me as natural lube it is easier and the anal becomes harder and deeper.
I have a guy each time underneath me on his back, hands round my waist while he is fucking my pussy from below.
During the deep anal they would either grip my wrists and pull my arms back as they fuck my ass or pull back hard on my hair which I love guys doing to me.
Their fucking of my ass was what some call ‘balls deep’ during which I have yet another climax that burns its way through my cervix like a warm rush.
If there is not a cock in my mouth then while they are fucking my ass my mouth is open and I am doing what I normally do during deep anal. I make these weird little grunting sounds in my throat.
After each guy uses my ass he pulls out and walks round to my face, kneels down, grabbing my head and pushes his glistening cock deep inside my open mouth. I suck and lick clean each cock willingly and even after 3 of them have pumped their cum loads deep inside my tortured ass I do the same again and let them use my mouth to suck their spunky cocks clean.
I take 1 last cum blast over my face from the last guy and it is all over.
I collapse on my back on the blanket, exhausted but over come with euphoria.
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PART 6
I am told to stand up as the men fold the blanket and return it to the bag. The ropes are gathered and all but the short ankle rope are packed in the bag.
I am then told to hold my hands behind my back, wrists together. By this point I do nothing to resist as a man binds my wrists round and round tightly with the shorter rope and tying it off firmly in a double knot.
He then re checks the knots carefully and I wonder what is going to be done to me next.
One of the other men then wraps round the ropes and knots with several layers of the gaffer tape, wrapping round many times and tearing off the end then pressing it on firmly.
I am then told to walk back towards where the car is, all the men following me.
I stumble through the forest, naked apart from my high heels, my hands tied tightly behind my back.
My face feels slick and sticky with cum and as I walk I feel the cum from the men start pouring out of my sore burning ass and running down my legs.
I feel delightfully used like never before in my life, I adore the feeling and know in my heart I will want this done to me again.
Suddenly I am awakened from my dreaming to the reality that I have to get home and I am naked with no other clothes with me.
I ask the men what are they going to do?
‘We are going to drive you home as you are babe’ one says.
‘All a slut like you needs is her high heels and her hands tied’
Before I can say anything they bundle me into the back of the car and all get in with me.
The tattered remains of my white dress and knickers are tossed in the car and land on my lap.
The drive back home is uneventful as it is nearly dark as we leave the forest.
They stop briefly by a rubbish bin to throw away my white dress and knickers, the man making a show of it to me through the window.
During the drive the 2 men either side of me grope my tits, my pussy and feel my legs.
It’s a little uncomfortable sitting as I am almost on top of my tied hands but I can’t do anything about it.
My face now feels sticky as the cum splashes on it start to dry.
Eventually we arrive in the lane where I live but the driver stops the car about 10 houses short of where mine is. It is now pitch dark.
The men get out on the side facing the houses and help me out of the car.
At first I am worried in case anyone sees me like this in the street but I soon realize and accept this is what I wanted and I love being naked in public like this. I then walk noisily in my high heels along the pathway towards my own house. I see plenty of lights on inside other houses but thankfully no faces appear inside them.
I walk up my path to my front door.
My hands still tightly bound behind my back.
The men retrieve my handbag from the car and use my keys to open the door tossing my bag and keys inside.
Suddenly all of them grab me, forcing me to my knees as the driver grabs my head, unzips his trousers and then forces his now hard cock into my mouth.
Griping my head firmly as he face fucks me.
All the while I am held in position by the other 2. He cries out and cums into my mouth forcing me to swallow.
This is repeated 3 more times with each of the men face fucking me and then cumming into my mouth.
As the last guy pulls out and I gasp for air having swallowed all 4 loads, I am shocked once more to see 1 of the men has the reel of gaffer tape in hand and is advancing towards me.
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PART 7
I try to struggle again but I am now exhausted and unable to resist as I am held tightly by the group and my mouth once more firmly taped over with the gaffer tape.
I am let go and I stand up unsteadily on my high heels, my legs are weak and my arms starting to hurt from being bound so tightly behind my back.
I try to make some sort of sound behind the tape to the men but it is useless as before.
Each of them thank me for being such a good slut and slap my bare ass hard and walk out of my house and back towards the car.
I moan as loud as I can through my taped over mouth in my panic.
‘Friad not darling, you are staying like that’ one says.
‘We’ll be seeing you again soon Katie along with the leather bag of goodies for you’
I try and plead once more but they all just laugh and quickly walk away to the car, jump in then drive off into the night.
I am now alone in my house, naked and with my hands bound tightly behind my back and my mouth taped over.
I can still taste the 4 sperm loads they just made me swallow.
My ass still stings really badly so I look over my shoulder into the tall mirror in my hallway and notice that it is covered in wide bright red welts and a few cuts.
There are red marks on the backs of my thighs and across my tummy.
I have no idea how long it will take for the marks to heal but I do know the swoosh sound and the pain of the caning will live with me for many years!
I then spend a long time trying to wriggle free or somehow pry the ropes from my hands but it is useless.
I look once more over my shoulder at my bound hands and the ropes are completely covered round with layers of gaffer tape. My wrists are bound tightly and it’s impossible for me to move them.
However strange as it may seem, I love being like this and have loved being used in the forest this way.
I know in my mind I will want this done to me again!
What do I do now…?
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