1. The Camp Slut- Night 1


    Date: 7/25/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Ass to pussy, BDSM, Oral Sex / Blowjob, BDSM, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination / Submission, Straight Sex, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Group Sex, Hardcore, Humiliation, Group Sexs, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Group Sex, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: Nightside, Source: sexstories.com

    Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events are coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle. Night 1 I had just sat down after setting up camp when she stumbled out of the treeline. It was the annual "guy's week", and this year we'd decided to spend it in the middle of nowhere and "rough it". Since my job got me out the earliest, everyone had loaded up my truck and sent me out ahead of time. Steve and Tim were responsible for picking up the beer and booze, while Mike was given a specific list of food items to pick up. Last time we sent him to get groceries, he came back with $60 of chips, salsa, and pop-tarts. Why they gave him the food list again was beyond me. I looked around the camp, satisfied the tents were ok, and that everyone's sleeping bags were in the right tents. I had stopped for a six-pack on my way in so I wouldn't be waiting for their dumb asses to figure out which trail to follow to get here. I twisted off a cap and was taking a swig when I heard something moving through the brush. As I turned, she was just clearing the trees. She blinked in the sudden brightness of the clearing. As she spotted me and whimpered, it registered in my brain what she was wearing. Rather, what she was NOT wearing. She was naked and barefoot, her skin showing scratches from the underbrush she had walked through. I smiled, letting my eyes take in her curvy frame, pale ...
    skin, dark hair braided down to the middle of her back. I noticed a few other things as well. First was a wide steel collar around her neck with a set of keys attached to the front ring by a snap link. Second was the ring gag forcing her mouth open, drool running down her chin and mixing with the sweat on her ample bare chest. Her arms were wrenched back in a way that suggested her wrists here bound, pushing her chest out even farther, her erect nipples obvious. Bands matching her collar circled her ankles, small padlocks rattling as she took another step. She stood very still, watching me, fear obvious on her face, even through the blush of her embarrassment. I chuckled, waving her over. "Come on over, hun. It's too late for you to do much else now. I'm pretty sure I can out run you at the moment, so it's no used to try too escape." She glanced around the camp quickly before slowly making her way to me. She stood in front of my chair, shaking a little, and not from cold in this mugginess. "Turn around, darlin'. Let me see what you've gotten yourself into." She turned slowly, and I saw her wrists encircled by more steel from the set, little locks securing them, and a chain looped from them up to the back of her collar. As she completed her circle, I looked between her legs and chuckled again at the obvious moisture coating the inside of her thighs. Her mons was clean and smooth, making me think that she kept herself clean-shaven. I let my eyes caress their way back to her face, ...
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