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Andrea in the Woods

by P.V.

My name is Andrea, and I'm an attractive blond in my early twenties who lives alone
in an area known as Timber Coulee in southwest Wisconsin.
It is a beautiful place with woods all around and numerous large hills.
Recently, I went through a self bondage ordeal that was so exciting,
I simply had to write about it.

On a Friday morning in late August, I awoke and saw that it was gently raining outside
and the temperature was 71 F. degrees. Warm, rainy days make me extremely horny
so I decided to call in sick to work and do something I had wanted to do
for the past couple of weeks.

After quickly eating, washing, and getting dressed in jeans, a white T-shirt,
and white tennis shoes, I placed my necessary bondage gear in a small backpack
along with a bottle of water and some insect repellant.
Then I headed outside towards an abandoned farm about two miles away.
The farm had been for stupidspamer for over a month,
and I had previously inspected the property and found it to be ideal for self bondage.

As I walked down the gravel road, my T-shirt was getting damp from the mist in the air
and my nipples were becoming visible. I didn't worry about anyone noticing, because
the road was rarely used and the few homes were quite a distance away from the road
and had long driveways.

After an hour walking, I reached the farm which consisted of an old, run down house
about twenty yards from the road, a chicken coup with a pile of junk behind it,
and a large barn which was behind the house. The barn had only one entrance,
which was a set of large doors in front that opened outward and were kept closed by a board
that slid into two slots, one in each door. I grabbed the handle of the board,
pulled to the right, and it fell free. Going back to the far right corner of the barn,
I took the keyring out of my bag and set it on the floor. These were the keys to my padlocks.
After make sure the locks in my bag were still open, I went back outside towards the road,
leaving the barn doors slightly open.

On the opposite side of the road, there was a logging
trail that lead nearly a mile up to the top of a large hill.
The trail was about 10 feet wide and went through a dense
forest. I headed upwards and soon saw a small shed that had
probably been used by the farm's former owner during hunting
season. From my previous visit, I knew that the shed was
empty and unlocked, with a hasp on the door. As I
approached it, my heart began racing and the wetness between
my legs was almost unbearable. Standing at the door, I
looked around to see if anyone was watching. Seeing nothing
but the trees and hearing only the gentle rainfall striking
the leaves, I set down my backpack and began to take off my
clothes.

First, I removed my shoes and set them inside the shed.
Then, I pulled my T-shirt over my head, releasing my 36C
breasts. Finally, I unbuttoned my jeans and tugged them off,
exposing my wet, shaven pussy as well as my well rounded
ass. I quickly threw my clothes in the shed, shut the door,
and locked it with a padlock from my backpack. Now, I was
completely naked in the woods and would have to walk back
across the road to the barn to get the keys that would
unlock the shed. My plan was now half complete. Taking
the insect repellent out, I sprayed my whole body. Then I
put my backpack on and continued up the trail. Feeling the
warm rain falling on my skin and the gentle breeze caressing
my nude body soon became too much to handle. I dropped to
my knees and squeezed my nipples with my left hand, while
rubbing my clit with my right hand. In less than a minute,
I shuddered through an intense orgasm. When it was over, I
stood up and continued up the trail, fondling my tits, ass,
and pussy as I walked.

The dirt trail had been turned into mud, which made my
journey a little more difficult, but the feel of the cool
mud squishing in between my toes was incredible. Soon, I
was at the top of the hill where the trail and the woods
abruptly ended. There was a large clearing with a corn
field in the middle about 50 yards away from the edge of the
woods. In the distance, to my left, was another farmhouse.
I poked my head out and didn't see anyone, so I dashed
through the clearing towards the cornfield. My tits were
bouncing so much that I had to cup them with my hands as I
ran. Even with this support, they still jiggled wildly, as
did my ass, but I pressed on until I reached the field. I
entered it and made my way past the first couple rows of
corn stalks, which were over 6 feet tall. Then I stopped
and realized that the rain was ending. I was a little
disappointed, but after taking off my backpack and emptying
it's contents on the ground, I quickly became horny again
and continued with my plan.

First, I put on my black leather wrist and ankle cuffs,
and locked them on with padlocks. Then, I put on my black
leather belt with metal rings on either side and in back.
After making sure it was tight, but not too tight, I put a
padlock through the front and locked it on. Next, I grabbed
the two chains that I kept locked together in the shape of a
letter "T". One chain was six inches long and the other was
three feet long. One end of the longer chain was locked to
the middle of the shorter chain. With the six inch chain, I
put a padlock on each end and locked them to my ankle cuffs.
This would enable me to walk, but I would have to take very
small steps. Then, I picked up my red ball gag and put it
in my mouth, wrapping the leather straps firmly around my
head and locking it into place with another small padlock.

Suddenly, I felt a stinging sensation in my left
shoulder and realized that a mosquito just bit me. My
repellant must have washed off in the rain, so I sprayed
myself down again and picked up the last padlock. Getting
down on my knees, I took the free end of the long chain and
slid it through the the ring on the back of my belt and
through the rings of my wrist cuffs. Then, I put the lock
through the end link of the chain and through another link
in the chain, just below the ring in my belt. After taking a
moment to make sure everything was in place, I snapped the
lock shut.

For the first couple of minutes, I struggled and tried
to wiggle free, but the bonds did not budge. I desperately
wanted to touch my burning pussy, but with my hands secured
behind my back as they were, this was impossible. Then,
seemingly out of thin air, I heard a buzzing sound in the
distance. After listening for a minute and still not
knowing what the source of the noise was, I decided to get
up and head back to the trail.

Getting up on my feet was not difficult, but the chain
attached to the belt and wrist cuffs kept me from standing
straight up. After taking baby steps to the edge of the
corn field, I poked my head out, looked to my right, and saw
the souce of the buzzing sound. Two people, probably
teenage boys, were riding dirtbikes through the mud around
the farm in the distance.

"Damn", I thought to myself. Now I will have to make my
way back to the trail without being spotted. My plan was to
walk left, to the end of the corn field opposite of the
farm, and go through the clearing into the woods, then walk
back to the trail using the trees as cover. Slowly, I made
my way through the corn field, making sure not to cut myself
on the large, grasslike blades protruding from the stalks,
and looked out into the clearing. Seeing no one, I hobbled
as quickly as possible through the clearing until I reached
the treeline. Before entering the woods, I noticed poison
ivy and burning nettles were littered throughout the forest
floor, as well as many large, dead trees and branches that
would make walking almost impossible.

"Shit!", I tried to yell, which sounded more like
"Mmpphh!" through the ball gag. This meant that I would
have to walk out in the open to get to the trail. Now I had
two choices: wait until the boys get done racing, which
could take hours, or get moving as fast a I can and hope
they don't notice me. Since the sun was now coming out
through the clouds and was almost directly overhead, I knew
that it was around noon and if I wanted to get to my keys,
and my clothes before nightfall, I would have to take my
chances and go now.

Staying as close to the treeline as possible, I walked
out from behind the cover of the corn field and kept a
careful eye on the boys, who looked almost like ants in the
distance. Their dirtbikes were still buzzing wildly, which
made my heart beat faster and my feet try to move quicker.
A few times I stumbled over the chain and almost fell, but I
always managed to regain my balance and keep walking. I
began to wonder what it would be like if they did see me and
came to investigate. They woud find a beautiful, young
woman nude, bound, and gagged with no one else around. They
could do anything they wanted to me and I would be totally
helpless. The thought made me terribly horny and I tried
again to touch my pussy, but all I could touch was my
smooth, sexy ass. It bounced and jiggled as I walked, so I
caressed it and occasionally slapped and groped it. My tits
were swaying back and forth, and all I could do was look
down at them and wish someone was sucking on my nipples,
which were extremely hard.

My fantasies stopped for a moment when I saw that the
trail was right in front of me. Feeling both relieved and
disappointed that I made it without being spotted, I began
walking down the trail. It was slow going and I stopped and
ducked down several times, swearing I heard someone walking
in the woods. Usually, the source of the noise was a
squirrel or deer rustling leaves as it moved. When I felt
that it was safe, I would slowly get back up and continue
walking.

It was at least mid-afternoon when I finally made it to
the shed. "Soon I will be free and have my clothes back" I
thought, relieved that the end was near. My jaw was aching,
my thighs were trembling, I was thirsty, and my insect
repellent was starting to wear off, allowing those damned
mosquitos to begin biting me again.

As I approached the road, the farmhouse started coming
into view, along with a small, red car parked in the
driveway. Immediately, I froze and looked for the owner.
Not seeing anyone, and hearing only my own heartbeat, I
decided to duck down and shuffle to my left, behind some
small bushes and tall grass near the edge of the treeline.
After waiting a few minutes, I decided to just lay down and
wait for whoever was down there to leave. Soon, my nerves
began to calm down and I realized that the possibility of
getting caught was really turning me on, as was the feel of
my nude body lying on the cool grass that was still slightly
damp from the rain earlier. Once again, I struggled in my
bonds, trying to touch my pussy, but it was no good. The
bonds absolutely refused to give and I was forced to grab my
asscheeks and begin humping the grass in order to bring
myself to climax. It didn't take long before I came,
shuddering through the intense orgasm and moaning through my
gag. When it was over, I felt very relaxed and decided to
stay where I was and listen for the car to leave. My eyes
slowly began to close and when I opened them, the sun had
nearly set and it was getting very dark. Panicked, I
quickly rose to my feet and looked to see if the car had
left. It was difficult to see, but the car appeared to be
gone, so I looked both ways down the road and crossed it as
quickly as possible.

As I walked over the road, the slightly painful feeling
of gravel stinging my feet was joined by the discomforting
feeling caused by my filled bladder. "First things first" I
thought. "Get the keys, free myself, go pee, then get my
clothes". As I came to the house, I could clearly see that
the car was gone. "Nothing can stop me now" I muttered to
myself while making my way to the barn. When I got there,
however, I saw that the doors were shut and the securing
board had been slid into place. At first, I couldn't
believe what I was seeing, but the realization of my problem
soon hit me and I began to tremble with fright. Whoever was
here must have seen that the doors were open and shut them.
I franticly tried to grab the handle of the securing board
for a while, but it was about four feet off the ground and I
couldn't reach it. Then, I turned around and tried to relax
and think. I could have easily bitten the handle and pulled
the board out with my teeth, but that was impossible because
of the damn ball gag.

Then the answer came to me. What I needed was a stick
or pipe at least two feet long that would fit into the
handle and allow me to pull the board free. I tried to find
something, but the sun had just set and it was difficult to
see anything. My only choice was to wait until morning to
start my search, but first I needed to pee quite badly so I
squatted down and relieved myself. It felt great to finally
get that out of my system. Afterwards, I shuffled several
feet away and laid down on the cool, damp grass, listening
to the insects and occasionally getting bitten by mosquitos.
My jaw was aching terribly and I was hungry and thirsty,
but I told myself that if I just stuck to my plan and kept a
clear head, tomorrow I would be free.

Throughout the evening, I saw the headlights of several
cars go past the farm. For a short time, I considered going
over to the road to stop someone and get help, but in my
predicament I just couldn't do it. The embarrassment would
be overwhelming, and how would I know that whoever stopped
would not simply take advantage of me? I decided the best
thing to do was relax and try to get some rest.

It took quite a while for sleep to overtake me, but it
finally did and I awoke to the sun shining in the east.
Instantly, I rose to my feet and looked for something to use
to open the barn doors. There was an old, wooden stick,
probably a handle for a shovel or something similar, on the
ground along the side of the barn so I picked it up and drug
it to the barn doors. Firmly grabbing one end, I carefully
tried to push the other end up through the handle, which
took a little time considering I had to hold the stick
behind my back. After several tries, the stick was through
the handle and I pulled to the right. The board began to
move and I heard a sharp "snap" as the stick broke in two.
"Shit!" I tried to scream through my gag as I dropped the
remains of the stick to the ground. It would have worked,
but I needed to find something stronger. So, off I went
again looking for anything that might work and keeping an
eye out for cars. There wasn't anything else useful by the
barn, but the chicken coup had a large pile of junk in back
and I headed straight for it.

Since the front door of the chicken coup faced the
house, being behind the building put me in plain view of the
road. There were no cars in sight, so I began to look
through the pile very carefully. Many sharp objects like
barbed wire, pieces of sheet metal, and boards with nails in
them were in the pile and I didn't want to cut myself.
While searching, I found a narrow, metal fence post. It was
about 4 feet long and would easily fit into the handle so I
grabbed it and began pulling it out of the pile. As I
looked up, I saw a car coming and quickly drug the post
behind me and hid around the side of the coup until the car
passed the farm. Then, I went back to the barn doors and
pushed the post into the handle. This time, nothing broke
and the board slid all the way out and fell to the ground.
I was so excited that I almost couldn't believe it had
worked. Sliding my fingers in between the doors, I pulled
them outwards and turned around. Walking inside the barn, I
headed straight to the far corner and knelt down to pick up
my keys. The keys were all different so it took a while to
find out which key fit into which lock. Also, my hands were
sweaty and trembling from all the excitement. Even with
these setbacks, I patiently went through the keys until
finding the one that opened the lock behind my back. Once
that was done, I had no problem opening all the other locks
and removing my ball gag. My jaw hurt so badly that I
started to cry, but I knew that the pain would go away in
time.

Now, all I needed were my clothes from the shed and I
could go home. Leaving all my bondage items on the floor, to
be picked up later, I took the keys and headed outside
towards the trail. As I neared the road, I saw a car in the
distance and paused for a moment, considering what to do. I
decided to go for it and dashed across the road and up the
trail, hoping that the driver was too far away to see me, or
at least too far away to notice that I was nude. When the
shed was in sight, I stopped and looked back at the road.
Half expecting the driver to stop the car at the trail, or
at least slow down, I was relieved to see the car pass right
on by.

I then went to the shed and unlocked the door. Walking
inside, I quickly threw my clothes on and headed home. It
took me a while to get back, and the first thing that I did
was drink a couple large glasses of water. Then I took a
warm bath and thought about how lucky I was to be free, and
about what my next self bondage game would be.

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