A Walk In The Park (Part Two)

Fuckdoll tried her hardest to focus against the blackness of the night, but she just couldn't make out the face of the man approaching her. One thing was a given though, she would behave as she knew her Master would want – her jaw dropped open and her mouth obeyed the command. If her Master wanted her to respect and follow the instructions of these men, she would ensure that she did just that.

The man grabbed hold of the back of her head roughly. A large fist full of her black hair and forced his cock immediately down her throat. Pounding at her face slowly but firmly. She recognised the cock – this was her Master. A relaxing warmth spread over her and the tension lifted from the scene. Where she was a little nervous before about taking on five different men, the feeling of having Him inside her made her feel calmer. Her throat relaxed and despite choking and drooling all over the cock, she enjoyed the sensation of being watched by the other men.

Master suddenly withdrew his cock and using the hand full of hair at the back of her head, dragged her over to the wooden picnic table a few metres away. The wood of the table was obviously old, years of hot summers and wet winders had taken their toll on the surface and it was rough to the touch. But that didn't stop her Master. "Get on your back" he ordered while pushing her backwards with a firm hand around her throat.

He pushed open her legs and she knew what was about to happen – the first man approached, and without a word, he slid his cock inside her, by now, soaking wet cunt. She let out a shudder of glee as he started thrusting faster and harder. She began to panic, what if he doesn't have a condom on?? It's dark, her Master wouldn't be able to see if he was or wasn't. FUCK! As a display of their bond, He knew what was on her mind. She felt his breath near her ear as he said softly "Relax, I had them checked first"..

She did just that, hang on – they had been checked? Her thought was interrupted by confirmation of the thought that had began to dawn on her – her Master's friend started grunting and fucking her harder, then she felt the hot, thick spurts of cum inside of her body. She couldn't help it, she began to cum as well. It seemed whenever she felt a hard cock start pumping inside her like this, she couldn't help but instantly reach orgasm as well. She was only just finished letting it wash over her that the man pulled out and suddenly her Master was pulling her off the table again. He was dragging her over to two nearby trees.

Large and sturdy trunks that she noticed had the remainder of the men stood nearby. Her footsteps were a little wobbly after the pounding she had just received but she managed a quick scan of the two trees – scarlet red ropes were already secured around both trunks. One on each about 30cm above the ground, one more on each trunk about a metre further up.

Positioning her in place between the two trees, He tied both her wrists to the ropes set higher up the trees, holding her arms out wide in a T shape. Fuckdoll then spread her legs assuming she knew the drill of what the bottom ropes were for. Master saw this and calmly said "I don't recall telling you to do that" followed sharply by a good hard slap across her face, she was in heaven now.

He positioned her so that she was bent over and the two bottom ropes were looped through the O-ring on her collar holding her in place. She now couldn't stand up or pull in her hands. Because of the tension on the ropes on her wrists, she couldn't really crouch down either. She could feel the other man's cum leaking out of her body and oozing down her inner thighs, mixing with the cunt juices now flowing from her ready for more fucking.

She heard movement behind her.

It was her Master.

"Daniel," he said, "go to the car, on the back seat, there are two bamboo canes. Could you bring them to me…?"

(to be continued, again…)