Camping, The Final Day - Sex Stories

Camping, The Final Day

... respective Masters are full and happy and of course, wondering what today is going to bring them. We are both now standing in front of our Masters, hands behind our backs and legs slightly apart. Fortunately, we have not been told to present. We are told to turn around and overhear the comments from both Masters about the colours of our bottoms. It seems that the conclusion reached is that neither sub was sufficiently spanked yesterday as neither had any evidence of a spanking on their bottoms this morning. In fairness, I would personally say that my bottom rarely shows evidence of a spanking the next day when only the hand has been used. The same though is not true when Master chooses to use implements on my behind, especially the bamboo cane or the ruler.

Whilst still turned away from my Master I hear him ask Tim if he has ever played bondage games with Sally. Master Tim says he has not and my Master goes on to ask him if he would like to try it out this morning. Obviously, there is no hesitation from dear Master Tim.

"Go get your rope then Tim, oh and bring that anal hook we got the girls to buy last week."

From the overheard conversation this is sounding somewhat ominous for us 'girls'. In the time I have known him, Master has very rarely practised actual bondage play with me. In fact, the closest I think we have ever come is when I am tied to the Saint Andrews cross in our cellar and that is then more for punishment than any form of play.

We watch as both ...

... Masters go off, disappearing in their respective tents before emerging carrying rope and of course the anal hooks we purchased from the BDSM shop. We have not experienced the hooks before but it looks like today will be the day we do.

We are instructed to follow the Masters to a grassy noll which is under a large Oak tree. Whilst the setting seems nice and picturesque, what is about to happen is probably not going to be pleasant at all. We both stand there as my Master begins talking to Tim.

"What I think we should do Tim, is I will demonstrate something with Susan then you have a go with Sally. How does that sound?"

"Sounds good to me Jon," Tim replies.

I am of course now resigned to the fact that Master intends to use me in his demonstrations of bondage positions and I am soon called forward to stand under the tree which has a convenient heavy branch hanging above us. I watch as Master throws the rope across the branch and then binds my hands before hoisting my hands above my head bringing my breasts high up on my chest. He then secures this rope to the base of the tree.

"You will like this one Tim," Master goes on to explain. "It's simple and you can use it at home."

He then proceeds to tie a further rope around one of my ankles before throwing the loose end also up across the branch above my head. Then hauling on the rope slowly my foot is forced off the floor until it is at a 90 angle to my body. Master then ties the rope off. I am now strung up and forced ...