2 hours naked in the garden - Lisa

The vacation starts like any other - with the sun shining through my window and gently waking me up. As I let my gaze wander outside, I remember the challenge I found on the internet yesterday. Spend two hours naked in the garden. A little thrill, I think to myself as I jump out of bed and quickly get ready.

Our house is surrounded by thick hedges and my parents are on vacation, so I'm not worried about prying eyes from neighbors or passers-by. I haven't dared to sunbathe naked by the pool yet, but a few hours in the sheltered garden shouldn't be a problem.

My heart is racing as I publish the post with the words "Challenge accepted". A small shiver of excitement runs through my body as I read the conditions carefully. "Hands tied behind your back." A nervous tingle rises inside me, but at the same time I feel a wave of excitement.

With quick steps, I make my way to the house, my pulse pounding loudly in my ears. The thought of having my hands tied behind my back while I'm naked in the garden makes my heart beat faster. But I'm determined to go through with the challenge, no matter how unusual or exciting it may be.

As I enter the house, I remember where my father, who is a policeman, has the handcuffs. A smile flits across my lips as I rush to his desk and hear the metallic click of the handcuffs. With trembling hands, I pick them up and make my way back to the garden.

Once outside, I drop my bathrobe and feel the warm air on my bare skin. My breathing quickens as I open the handcuffs and tie my hands behind my back. The metallic click of the handcuffs intensifies the thrilling sensation running through my body.

A slight tremor runs through my body as I sit down on the sunbed and lean back, my cuffed hands behind my back. The feeling of helplessness mixes with excitement as I surrender to the thrill and spend the next few hours in the garden - naked and tied up.