Tag

“Let’s play tag!” Shouted one of the scouts.

“Yaaa that’s a good idea!” Said another.

Before Mackenzie could say anything she felt a poke to her perfect rump.

“You’re it!” Teased the scout as he ran away with Mackenzie quick to chase after him. The group had all dropped there bags where they stood so Mackenzie had to step over various suitcases giving the nimble scout ample time to get away from her. At first Mackenzie just jogged around trying to tag the scouts but she soon realized they were faster than she expected. Even when she started full out running it was in vain, the scouts were to fast. A white tailed Mackenzie spent the next 15 minutes scampering around trying as hard as she could to tag someone else, all the while her bright white panties shinning in the sun. Just as she was starting to get completely exhausted she saw her chance, one of the scouts was staring at something down at the bottom of the ridge, facing away from her. The red faced bombshell ran full speed toward the unsuspecting scout but just as she was about to tag him he bent down to tie his shoe! Mackenzie couldn’t stop herself and she went sailing overtop of the scout and crashing down the hill through the trees. Mackenzies screams were drowned out by the should of breaking branches, crunching leaves and tearing fabric. As she rolled down the hill the straps of her sundress snagged and snapped on various roots, her dress tearing with each spin until it was ripped entirely from her tight young body, her voluptuous tits bouncy wildly even while contained by her bra. Soon after she reached the bottom of the hill with a thud. Mackenzie gasped for air laying on her back, she had winded herself horribly in the fall. The scouts were all around her quickly, checking to see if their beautiful instructor was okay.

“Oh man I don’t think she can breath!” Said one of them as Mackenzie gasped for air.

“I bet her bra is restricting her breathing! We’ll have to take it off!” Observed another as the boys rolled Mackenzie over to access the clasp of her bra. They hurriedly unclasped it throwing it aside and rolling her back over. Mackenzies magnificent chest stood proudly in the air topped with hard pink nipples.

“Oooooh, noo m.. my braaaa!” Whined the winded girl but the scouts either didn’t hear her or ignored her protests.

“I think she might have hit her head in the fall, here pass me the ice pack. And get her underpants off, I need a way to strap the ice pack to her head!” The scouts listened to the one taking charge lifting Mackenzies legs and slipping her panties all the way down and off her legs. The ice pack was placed on the side of her head and her undies pulled down covering most of her face. The crotch of her panties was positioned right over her nose with the waistband in her mouth muffling her words. Her eyes looking through each leg hole.

“We need to get here to the med shack, bring the stretcher!” Mackenzie felt herself lifted and placed on a board, a lifeguard stretcher she realized, the scouts strapped the redhead to the board with her wrists at her side. A strap on each wrist and one just below her breasts. Her ankles also each had a strap holding her legs apart. The board was lifted into the air as the scouts carried the bound redhead back up the hill. The naked teen screamed through the waistband of her panties as they started down the road all the way back to the med shack. This proved to be a mistake as every camper and Instructor looked her way as they passed by. Many people agreed that teenage Mackenzie tied and gagged while being crowd surfed through the campground was the going to be the highlight of their summer. Her rock hard nipples pointed to the sky as she struggled against her bonds, her pussy was glistening with her juices. Mackenzie saw eyes everywhere drinking in her exposed form and she shivered. Why does this always happen to her? She wondered what her therapist was going to say when she told this tale. Stripped, tied and gagged by scouts! She was horny as ever from the exposure while still desperately wanting to be covered. Every so often during the journey the wind would sweep between her legs just right curling the redheads toes but not enough for her to achieve much needed relief. As they arrived at the med hut one of the scouts ran up and knocked on the door. Mackenzie let out another muffled scream when Chett opened the door.