Bugs

It’s midsummer night, somewhere in the Scottish highlands. A warm, cloudless, still evening.

I had prepared the site for Laura’s night of torment over the previous two weeks. Nothing now was needed but her willing body. We‘d walked for about an hour along the forrestry road before I had turned off into the forrest itself. 

Initially fighting through the undergrowth had been a little awkward, but ten yards in the undergrowth reduced to nil. Up to this point we’d both been wearing hi-vis coveralls, just like those worn by forrestry workers. Anyone coming across us would assume we were working, even at nine o’clock in the evening. As we were now off the track and the chances of being seen were effectively zero, I told Laura to strip. Watching her undress for the first time was a real pleasure, she had a fantastic body, not quite model skinny, just enough of her youthful puppy fat remaining to soften her outline. Her tits though… her tits were extraordinary, E or F cup and still, even mid-twenties as she was, they were firm enough that they were erect, proud of her chest, and each breast crowned with an areola bulging slightly from the main tit meat. Then atop each areola a fantastic nipple, nearly an inch wide and easily an inch long. While I loved her tits and couldn’t wait to get my hands on them, she clearly didn’t feel the same way about them, now she was naked she stood, feet apart, pelvis tilted forward offering her pussy to me, but her upper body was concave around her tits , as if she were trying to minimise them, to not draw attention to them. 

I moved behind her. “Stand up straight!” I ordered. She did, and I moved her hands from at her sides to on her head. 

I placed my hand on the top of her ass. “Whenever you stand at attention for me or anyone Laura, you are always to tilt your pelvis backwards. Think of offering anyone behind you access to either of your holes. Remember, no one’s gonna want to fuck you missionary looking at your face. A man is always gonna fuck you from behind and you’re gonna offer him both holes.” She modified her stance but somewhat half-heartedly. I reached between her legs and slipped my middle two fingers into her already soaking pussy, I hooked my fingers and pulled backwards. “Try harder Laura. C’mon, offer me your cunt like the slut you are.” The little term of endearment did the trick, she offered me much more and I felt her tightening and releasing her pussy around my fingers. 

“Such a hungry cunt Laura!” I gave her a couple of slow firm thrusts with my fingers as she thrust backwards trying to maximise the penetration. “You’re basically just a carrying device for your cunt aren’t you? Just a set of body parts with little purpose other than to get your hungry cunt to its next cock? And these…” I slapped the underside of a tit and pinched a nipple, pulling upwards. “Just cock magnets aren’t they? Big tits to attract big cocks for your hungry cunt.”

“Yes Sir. Please Sir, will you punish my tits and pussy for being so cock hungry?”

“Of course I will Laura, let’s begin, put your hands behind your back and interlock your fingers.“ From my pocket I pulled a small suede bag just big enough to go over her two interlocked hands. I pulled the laces tight, tied them off and buckled the wrist strap. “Now, let’s see if we can’t have you presenting those tits a little better hmm?” I buckled a strap onto each of her arms at the elbow then linking these two together with a third strap I pulled her elbows together. “Much better Laura.” I squeezed and caressed her tits. “You should show these off more, they’ll soon enough turn to spaniels ears. Might as well enjoy them while they’re firm. I know I will.” I grabbed a fistful of nipple, areola and tit squeezing hard and pulling her forward to engage her eye to eye. She winced slightly as my fingernails dug into her flesh. “Hey! You told me you were a masochist, a real painslut. Are you gonna wimp on me now it’s getting real?”

Laura took a deep breath. “Everything we discussed and more, I’m ready for. Sorry you caught me off guard. Gag me if you want, if you’re worried about noise.” She tilted her head and gave me a cutsie smile. 

I laughed, letting go of her breasts and hunting through my pockets. “You might learn, Laura, that challenging me will rarely end well for you. Open your mouth.” She opened wide and I put the dental gag in her mouth. This was an internal gag which held the mouth open by wedging between the upper and lower back teeth, once installed and adjusted it kept her mouth as wide open as I wanted and was hardly visible. I pulled her to me, giving her a hug and whispering in her ear. “The thing is honey, an open mouth gag might not be the wisest choice… you know, given the amount of bugs who love a warm moist place to nest.” Laura got a little frantic at this, squirming and making general vowel sounds. I held her close, stroking her hair and reassuring her. “It’s alright Laura, don’t be scared, it’s okay, I’ll be sure to clear out any bugs before I put my cock in there.” 

Taking a three foot length of coarse garden twine, I tied each end tightly to a nipple forming rudimentary reins. “Come along Laura, maybe if we move the bugs won’t follow.” I fixed Laura’s reins under the epaulette on my right shoulder and strode off deeper into the forrest. Laura tagged along as well as she was able while still making frantic vowel sounds and vigorous shaking of her head. She did at least look fantastic jogging along with her tits bouncing and occasionally being pulled taught by my reins. 

I’d prepared an area in a small clearing only fifty yards from where we left the track, but I was enjoying Laura’s pony performance, so we took a roundabout route to get there. By the time we arrived a full moon had risen and was shining on Laura’s skin.

I guided Laura over to the two parallel logs, like two short fences, about two feet apart. She was unimpressed, she repeatedly pushed in front of me, mouth up toward me shaking her head and vocalising “uh, uh, uh, uh.” I tried manoeuvring her into position so I could tie her as I wanted, but she refused to cooperate. I considered forcing her, or using violence to cajole her, but if she persisted in her resistance, the potential for injury was there. I put my arm around her shoulders. “Laura, do I take it, you want to quit?” 

She shook her head, and again raised her mouth toward me. 

“Aha, you want me to let you close your mouth?” She nodded vigorously. 

“Firstly Laura, you don’t bargain with me. Secondly, and I quote ‘Everything we discussed and more’. You don’t get to change the rules at this point. So here’s how we’re going to proceed… you’re going to be compliant as I tie you down, and if you’re good I’ll do something to make your mouth less attractive to the bugs.” Laura shrugged slightly and looked up at me. “Alternatively, I’ve got this little light.” I showed her the LED key fob light, turning it on, instantly bugs gathered around the bluish glow. “It’s magnetic, I can easily stick it to the gag in your mouth, and I can whip you until you’re a bit more compliant.”

She rushed to my double fence putting one leg in place ready for me to tie her down. 

Very quickly I had her frog tied between my fences, thighs and calves each bound to a log, arms stretched out in front of her with wrists bound to the fences. I stroked her inner thighs and patted her pussy. “I’ll sort your mouth out soon Laura, but first I want to sort your cunt.” Crouching behind her, I reached into my rucksack and retrieved the head torch and medical stapler. The one reason I’d chosen this treatment for Laura’s pussy was her long and fleshy inner labia. I’d always wanted to have a large pair of labia spread out for treatment, I was going to savour the next half an hour. First I took hold of the edges of her flaps at either side of the back of her hole and pulled them up and open as far as they would stretch, making sure they were symmetrical. Releasing one side but holding the other steady I took up the stapler and secured it in place. Then putting the other labia back in place and stapling it too. Laura had squealed a little when the staples went in but some gentle stroking along her lips and on her clit soon quietened her. I continued pulling her labia open and stapling to her ass, each side in turn, stretch and staple, every seven or eight millimetres a staple. By the time I’d finished she looked magnificent, a ring of staples about six inches across and her hole held open about an inch. For good measure I opened a tube of superglue and dripped it all around the joint where skin met skin. While I had the stapler and superglue, one more small job to do, I pressed a flat bootlace against  the soft skin between her clit and her hole. These four staples really animated her. I expected her to be very loud, but she controlled herself well. I rubbed circles around her clit and she in turn tilted and thrust her hips as well as she could. I took the opportunity to take some pictures of Laura’s stapled and glued open pussy, I knew that she would want to see for herself soon enough. 

But right now she deserved an explanation of what I’d done to her. I sat in front of her head and grabbing a fistful of hair, I raised her head. “Hi Laura, how are you feeling so far, you know what I’ve done?” She closed her eyes and nodded her head. “I did say I’d make your mouth less attractive to the bugs didn’t I?” She raised her head, craning forward as if I were going to do something with her mouth. “Well, remember this?” I showed her the key fob light again. She looked at me quizzically. “Well, if I stuff this up your cunt, your mouth will be less attractive to bugs won’t it?” This made her quite noisy. “Hey!” I got her attention. “If you’re good and quiet, I’ll fuck your mouth. Which will mean I’ll have to clear out your current bug collection. Think about it honey.”

“Anyway you don’t need to worry about that right now. I want to give your lovely tits a bit of attention.” Laura had thought about her mouth bug collection, she was looking at me pleading with her big doe eyes, thrusting her head and grunting as if she really was head fucking my cock. “I’ll be with you soon Laura, honest, this won’t take long.”

I’d pre-prepared a pair of nipple weights, each was a small suede drawstring bag containing a selection of pebbles, they weighed about enough to knock a man out if swung at his temple with sufficient determination. Sticking from the opening end of the bags was what used to be a bicycle wheel spoke. I’d polished it, sharpened one end to a razor sharp angled chisel point and bent it into a hook. The other end I’d sewn into the bag. 

While taking the twine off her nipples I lifted her chin. “Ever had your nipples pierced Laura?” She shook her head. “Okay, well, first time for everything. I want you, if you can, to not scream while I’m working. Do you think you can do that?” She slightly shook her head, paused then nodded vehemently three times. “Hmm, determined eh! We’ll see. I’ll be impressed if you can, to make it easier for you, I’ll give you a three, two, one, then pierce you, then pull your nipple fully onto the hook.” She nodded, I positioned myself, knee on the bag of pebbles to hold it down and nipple held ready to pull onto the hook. “Ready, three, two, one.” I pulled, the time spent preparing and sharpening the implement paid off. The chisel point easily penetrated Laura’s flesh and slid easily fully onto the hook. Was Laura quiet during the operation? Not quite. She had tensed everything on a deep breath and that breath plus others had been forced from her lungs in a constrained groan. She was now hyperventilating, I lifted her head looking into her eyes. “Breathe honey, you’re fine, just breathe.” After a few tense moments she focused on me and calmed down. “That was almost silent. Good girl. I bet you’re even a little proud of yourself eh?” She lowered her eyes, then looking back up at me nodded a little. “Mhm, ready for the next one then, maybe this time you can be silent?” She took a deep breath and nodded. I gave her the countdown then pierced her as before. She held her breath, tensed and shook. I lifted her head with a clump of hair. She just stared at me, shaking. “You got this girl, now let it out and breathe.” She closed her eyes and breathed out slowly and stopped shaking. Opening her eyes she stared straight into mine and very slowly deliberately she nodded. That stare and nod carried a message with it; ‘You’re damn right I got this, you won’t break me’. Or maybe I was reading too much into one look. “Well aren’t you impressive! Easier the second time when you know what’s coming eh? And, since I’m a man of my word, this water bottle,” I shook the bottle in front of her, “contains water with a little alcohol and a little mouthwash. I’m gonna spray it in your mouth to clear out your bug collection, hold your breath and try not to swallow. Ready?” I squeezed the bottle into her mouth three times, no bugs came out. Nevertheless I made a bit of a performance of stamping on some imaginary bugs where the water had spilled. She couldn’t see what I was stomping on, I had her head held up with a fistful of hair. 

I released my trouser buttons and let my jeans fall to my ankles, I had dressed commando specifically for this moment. Immediately my cock was released it was at Laura’s mouth, the wetness dripping onto her tongue. I adjusted my grip on her head taking a fistful of hair in each hand then slowly slid my cock deeper into her mouth, pausing at the choke point to enjoy the writhing of her body and the involuntary contractions and thrusts onto my cock. I withdrew to give her a breath then pushed in until I felt the point of resistance, the entry to her throat. At this point her shaking and bucking were really strong, but I’d tied her well and had a firm grip on her head. I kept a constant light pressure against her throat until after four or five seconds I slid in right up to the hilt, Laura’s nose pressed into my pubic bone. I nearly came right there and then, the sensation on my cock as Laura’s body tried to either swallow or eject my choking cock combined with the sight of her shaking writhing body nearly sent me over the edge. I slowly withdrew until as before, just inside her mouth I rubbed back and forth over her tongue while she breathed deeply. “Once more Laura, take a breath.” I watched as her body fell, then raised with a deep breath, then pushed again, past the choke point, past the tight entrance to her throat, straight to fully impaled, then withdrawing just past the tight point and thrusting again. Three times I impaled her on my cock then pulled back to her tongue to let her breathe. She was panting, hardly maintaining control. “Breathe slut!” I shouted at her. It did the trick and she took a breath. Immediately I thrust again, this time as I passed her tight spot I exploded inside her as I bounced her face off my abdomen, her pulsing throat milking me as she tried to swallow or eject me. Despite Laura’s frantic bucking, I finished cumming before collapsing backwards to a sitting position in front of her. Laura seemed to be struggling a little, panting, trying to cough, almost growling. Slowly she gained control and looked up at me. If it weren’t for the tears, the mouth forced wide open and the trickles of cum and saliva running from her mouth and dripping from her chin I’d swear she smiled at me. I knew that she’d been frightened of having her throat used, we’d discussed it. I had offered to add it to her ‘red lines’ but she refused insisting that her existing red lines were sufficient protection, I should have free use of her. I admired her courage, I wondered if she still felt the same way. I smiled back at her. “Thank you Laura, I think we’re both glad that wasn’t on your red lines.” She nodded then her head dropped, she knew what was coming next, at least she knew what she had agreed to, a painful predicament bondage which would last until dawn. She’d made no specific demands on what the pain should be or what her predicament would be, leaving both up to my imagination. 

I busied myself with some bits and pieces, then satisfied that everything was ready, I crouched next to Laura, my mouth next to her ear. “Let me explain what’s going to keep you busy for the next few hours.” I lifted the two bags of pebbles. A little blue LED illuminated about a foot in front of Laura’s face. “While these two bags of pebbles are lifted off the pressure sensors below them, that light will come on, there’s another behind you near your pussy. And while those lights are on you’ll receive some electrical shocks to your pussy and nipples, some short, some long, some no more than a tickle, some, a bit more than that. And the space between the shocks is random too.” I let the bags of pebbles drop back onto the ground and flicked a switch. “That’s your shock generator live, you wanna try it?” Slowly Laura raised her torso by pushing down on her wrists, her nipples and breasts stretched as the weights were lifted from the ground. For a few seconds, nothing, then she squealed and every muscle seemed to twitch as she threw her torso downward to get the weights back on the ground. ”So you see, keep the bags on the ground, no stretched nipples, no electric shocks, no external lighting. Easy eh? You should last the, let me see, “ I checked my watch, “about three and a half hours until sunrise, no trouble at all.” Laura nodded slightly. “There is one more thing you should be aware of, if this little blue light isn’t shining,” I tapped the light with my finger nail, “then the other two are on, and they are located, one in your gaping pussy and one in your mouth.” I moved my mouth right up next to Laura’s ear and whispered. “Bugs love these lights.”