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In my last post I told you how I spent a few hours torturing Andy as a way for her to settle a debt.
Even after all I had put her through she actually owed more now then when we started. While I did let her go for safety reasons this was not over by a long shot.
I got her a robe and a cold drink. After a few minuets I broke the silence bay saying something like “What am I going to do with you� “I don’t know........Torture me??? she smiled. The crazy kid was actually having fun! I was glad but at the same time a little pissed. At the rate this was going I would never get even!
Then I had another idea. I asked her how much money she had. She said about $20. I told her to get dressed and that she was taking us out for Pizza. Over lunch we talked some more and I discovered that, in spite of her tough girl demeanor she was really quite submissive. Well not submissive exactly as she was sort of a pain slut. She admitted to me that she liked the challenge of bondage. She also told me that she discovered that she liked the risk involved in being helpless and the whole not knowing whats next thing really turned her on.
On the one hand knowing this sort of dulled my high in the sense that I was getting off on torturing her, BUT if she was enjoying it to much was it still torture? On the other hand I had a eager curious subject upon whom I could unleash my budding imagination.
That’s when I introduced an new proposal. I proposed that she would never have to pay me the money as long as she agreed to be my slave. The terms were simple . She would come when I tell her, do what I tell her, and allow me to do what ever I want to her when ever I feel like it. She had to agree to break plans with other friends and even lie to her parents if necessary. I didn't care how she did it but she had to be available to me on demand. Needless to say I wouldn’t make her miss school or do anything that would really get her in trouble, but short of that that was the deal. We also agreed that she would never have to pay me the money unless she wanted out of the agreement. Then she would have to pay me double. The only other ways out of the contract (short of death) was if and when she were to get married or when she goes into menopause which ever came first. She sat silently for a moment as if she were really thinking about it. Then she asked “If I agree to this I never have to pay you back� “Right†I said and she smiled and agreed to my terms . We shook on it and finished our lunch.
More Time With Andrea Part 2:
I emailed her the next day and told her that we were going camping the next weekend. It was still summer break and we had plenty of time on our hands. I informed her that my parents would be going away for a long weekend starting that Thursday and they agreed to let me stay behind. Since I am such a good kid my mom agreed to let me use her car for the camping trip. SO I told Andrea to be ready on Friday at 6:am. I told her to wear her blue jean crotch hugger’s and a tank top. I told her to pack her tooth brush and a sting bikini in a fanny pack and leave the rest to me.
Since my family has always been into camping we had tons of equipment. The day before the trip I spent the afternoon packing an extra large pack with everything we would need. I packed everything in the largest northface pack we had. I used a second smaller duffel to pack the toys. Naturally I included lots of rope, cuffs and a couple of newly acquired gags, and several roles of tape and plastic wrap just in case.
THE DRIVE.
I rose before first light and dressed in my kaki shorts, denim sleeveless shirt and high tops. I loaded the last of the gear in Moms Jeep and headed to Andreas. She only lived a few minuets away and I timed it so I would show up right on time. As I pulled up in front of her house I saw her standing on the front steps waiting. She was dressed as instructed and carrying only her fanny pack. The one thing I had neglected to instruct her about was foot wear so naturally she chose a pair of hiking boots. She hopped in the front seat next to me and we took off.
It was about a two - hour ride to the camp site. We didn't talk much on the ride but I did stop long enough to let her to buy me coffee and fill mom’s tank. (I am such a good daughter)!
We arrived at the camp site a little after 8:30. We both went into the ranger station to sign in and so she could pay the site fees. I knew the campgrounds as I had been there many times before with my family. I had reserved a rather secluded site that was pretty hidden behind a stand of trees and backed up to a lake. The best part of it was that it was secluded enough that you had to hike in, and since it was the last site at the end of this particular trail it was unlikely that we would be getting any visitors.
After getting the necessary permits we drove about a half mile to a parking area. There was a store, a shower room and toilet facilities. This would be our last chance to enjoy indoor plumbing for 3 - days.After filling four large canteens we unpacked the car. I helped Andrea on with the pack, (You didn’t think I was gonna carry it did you?) Additionally I strapped on a small dome tent, a sleeping bag and a couple of smaller tie sacks. I could see she was about to buckle so I decided to show a little compassion and took one of the canteens and put it over my shoulder.
Then it dawned on me “Those dammed bootsâ€! I thought. That's when I made her stop and take them off. Now it would be to sadistic even for me to make the girl do a 2 mile hike in bare feet. SO I made her take off her sox's and put her feet back in the boots. Then we were off.
The woods were beautiful that time of morning. As we hiked we could smell the aroma of coffee and bacon frying as near by camp sites began to stir. We walked for a long time without passing anyone. We passed one couple hiking out. They were loaded down with their gear and looking all refreshed from their night under the stars.
A short while later we arrived at our site. We found it just as I had expected, nestled among several tall trees. There was a stone BBQ grill to one side and a well used picnic table not far away. The ground was mostly dirt with a thin layer of twigs and pine bark. I had Andrea start unpacking while I did a little exploring. There was a small path on the far side of the site that wound it’s way down to the lake where there was a small beach made up of mostly sand and stone.
When I got back to camp Andrea had set up the tent as instructed and had begun to stow the gear. “Take your boot offâ€. I ordered. She stopped what she was doing and did what she was told. I had her sit up on the edge of the picnic table and I inspected her feet. They looked absolutely raw. The new leather of the boots had rubbed big red spots all over the tops and sides of her feet and they were sore to the touch. I ordered her to stand and to remove her shirt. (I mean there really was no one around.) I took a long piece of hemp rope form the toy bag and fashioned a sexy breast harness . I tightened it just enough to support her perky little breasts.
He nips went hard instantly and I knew that a few hours like this and she would be nuts! I fitted a ball a new blue ball gag in her mouth and then had her sit back on the table. I took the laces from her boots and tying them end to end I used them to hobble her toes. I then gave her an empty canvas bag and instructed her to go down by the lake and fill it with stones. I knew it would take her some time to complete this task so I used the time to change into my swim suit. ( a 2 piece string bikini.) I laid out a yoga mat and my beach towel. I was going to catch some rays. I took her about a half hour to return.
I decided that it was time for a little structured torture so I had her empty the stones on the ground in a nice pile near one side of my lounging spot. I had her stand on the stones after which I used the laces to retie her ankles and big toes together. I used some more rope to tie her hands behind her head. I decided that a sleep mask would do for a blind fold then I settled in with a book. This was fantastic. There I was laying out relaxing. If I got tired of reading I could just look up and watch Andrea suffering! How cool! I lay there for the next couple of hours just enjoying the view. Every now and then I would role over on my stomach and using a stick I had found I would gently tap Andrea on the tops of her feet. Not hard at all, Just a gentle ‘tap, tap, tap’. This wasn’t really hard but I was getting off on doing it.
Around noon I released her from her bondage and allowed her a short rest. I took advantage of the time to inspect her feet once again. Now her soles were both red and dirty. I knew she was in incredible discomfort. To spite that she hardly made a sound. Even when I took the gag out all she said was a quiet “thank youâ€â€™.
More to follow.....