Carried Away

Gasping, I wiggle about, feeling my body not moving about at all, held in place. I felt something brush across me, left to wonder whats going on. I felt something rush agfainst my shaved mound, and then all my touch comesa alight, feeling myself being lifted up, and a cool bresese blowing aross my body.

I'n a moment, I let out a gasp, the sound muffled by the ballgag, as I'm left to guess where they are taking me with just my sense of touch alone. I felt movment, going thos way and that, my body bouncing livly, my mind keenly aware of the man holding me is holding me, his hand carrying me tightly.

In a rush, I felt the temperature drop, goosebumos forming across my skin. Suprised, felt my ankle twich, or best as it can, as I'm carried around. I find myself impatient, my desire to know whats they are up to, what the next step is gnawing at me. Finnaly, after what felot like an eternaitly, I felt something underneath me. I puase, wondering why I felt cool, rough wood under me, trying best to gasp, lef to wonder if it seems so quest from the ballgag or the ear plugs.

Suddnaly, the blinder is pulled off, and my eyes need a moment to refuse. As they do, I let in a breath swiftly, notcing how dark it is, and relasining right away they hauled me outside. I let out a moan, and with out a moment to think it though, try to speak, "wuh uh ugmm? Huh uh uHhh me?", to whihc I hear laughter, and just then, Michael come into view, smiling broadly, as another strong magualine hand swats my ass.

Simply laughing, I felt my cheeks heating up, emaressed at push a simple blunder, while the paiur let out boustrus laughter, giving ewachother a high five overe my prone, naked, bound body. A moment later, I felt the ear plugs beying pulled out, and rhw sound of crickets, and their boots on a mix of gras and pacving stones rings out clearly in my ears.

I felt strong hand grab me by the hair from behind, lift my head up esily, rocking my whole bound body like a see-saw. Once positioned, I clearly hear Michaels father voice, seeminly booming into my ears, "why, were outside of course... Don't worry, your mom was just as suprised... even though its her family tradition... can you beleive that?", and as he falls silant once more, I gasp, hearing him chuckle just once at his own wit.

Falling silant, I felt his grip on me tightly, "Anyway, You can constsent by staring his way, or relishqush your consent t simply by blinking rapdidally. Now, next step of the tradition calls for him to claim you out in the open." Michael's smile grows at that, clearly enjoignthe prospect, and I swallow hard, even as I found myself rathere relishing the idea myself.

Michael leans over as I'm rocked on the table, my breasts bouncing livly off the end of the table, as he smiles back at me. I'm wiggles abouty on the table, feeling him slap me on the ass once more, before michael puts his fingers under my chin, and whispers, "Well, last chance.... yes or no?"

I manage to take in a breath... Its dinffintally been a rush, but then again, I've found myself rather enjoying it so far, so...