As Joanne got used to more stringent positions and 'heavier' bondage, I found yet more inventive ways of tying, teasing and tormenting her. Like most of the women I've tied up for sex, the element of discovery or embarrassment was as big for Jo as was the loss of control. By varying the scenarios as well as the bondage kept the 'games' interesting and kept Joanne guessing as to what would happen to her next !
Having seen how Jo reacted when she thought she'd been discovered by one of my friends in her self bondage, I knew I'd have to come up with another version of that theme.
Over the following weeks, as our relationship continued to flourish along with our sexual adventures, I put the finishing touches to an idea that had come to me a week earlier. I had been down the pub with my mate Brad having a drink after work on Friday and talking about his forthcoming stag night. Brad was due to get married in a few weeks and me and ten of his mates from home and work were all due to meet for a clay-pigeon shooting weekend at a hotel in the country next Saturday. As we discussed the likely fun next weekend, I said to Brad, "As your 'best-man' I've just thought of another bit of entertainment for your stag. Would you be interested in going to a live show ?".
"If it's the kind of show you've probably got in mind", Brad replied, "definitely".
"Well, leave the plans with me and I'll see what I can arrange", I said.
As you'll know if you've read my previous accounts, a few years back Brad and his then girlfriend Nikki, had briefly seen an 'ex' of mine, Suzy, naked, tied to a chair, ballgagged and being vibrated. What I now planned for Brad was a real live bondage show, with Joanne as the unknowing feature attraction !!!
On Saturday I met up with Jo just after lunch as she was off work all weekend too. An entertaining afternoon led to an even more entertaining night spent at my place, culminating in me fucking a very naked and helpless Joanne - twice.
The weather was good on Sunday so we decided to drive out of London into the countryside for a walk followed by a pub lunch. I of course had my own ideas as to make the walk more interesting ! While Jo was in the bathroom getting ready I retrieved a few items from my bondage store, namely a 1¾" red ballgag, a sleep-mask, (the kind used by airlines) and a large white cable-tie about 18" long. All of this fit easily into my 'bum-bag' which I regularly use to carry my mobile phone, keys and wallet if I'm out walking. The only additional item I needed was my 1½" wide leather trouser belt which had a few extra strategically placed buckle holes along its length. This I put onto the shorts I was going to wear for the walk.
We headed out of town for Kent with me wearing a T-shirt, shorts and trainers, and Joanne wearing a vest-top, cut-off jeans and trainers. About an hour later we parked in the pub car park. Before we got out of the car, I reached into the glove-box and pulled out a 4" x 1" gift wrapped box. "A little present for you", I said to Joanne, "but how about I give it to you over lunch ?", I suggested. Joanne agreed and we headed off on a footpath which would take us out of the village, across some farmland, through some woodland then back along the river bank to the village again. In all, this circular style walk was about 4 miles (6 km) long.
It was a pleasant and scenic walk over fairly flat land and after strolling through the fields we reached the woodland in under half an hour. Although not marked, the main path was well trodden over the years and easily identifiable. We still had yet to see a single other person, so with a "follow me", I led Jo off the path until we were about 100 yards away and found a secluded spot between the trees and hidden from the track.
"First bit of sunshine and you want it outdoors", laughed Jo, "and if you'd thought to bring some rope you could have tied me to a tree too".
"Improvisation", I said, "take off your bra, you're not going to be needing it anyway are you ?".
Jo was as horny as I was, and slipped her bra off from under her top. I took her bra from her, put it into my pocket and moved to stand behind her. I gathered Jo's arms behind her back, then removing my trouser belt I strapped her elbows tightly together. With her wrists free I was able to get her elbows almost touching and any movement of her wrists had the effect of tightening the strap so I didn't even need to add a cinching strap or rope.
"Here let me help you", I said as I undid her shorts. As I eased them down Jo wiggled her hips and when they were down to her knees she kicked them off. Turning round towards me she kissed me deeply, then said "now bend me over and fuck me".
"Kneel down then", I said.
Jo knelt down and I moved behind her, but instead of slipping her panties to the side and entering her, slid them down her thighs and took them off, leaving her naked bar her trainers. I took her bra from my pocket then picking up her right ankle I used her own bra to strap it tightly to her right thigh. I then looped her panties around her left thigh, and bending her left leg in the same manner used the two leg holes of the panties to capture her foot and ankle. With Jo's legs now frog-tied I lowered Jo to the ground, and taking the ballgag from my bum-bag dangled it in front of her face.
"As if I'd forget", I said, "open wide". I pulled the ball into her mouth and buckled the strap behind her neck. "Now I'll fuck you", I said as I freed my expectant cock from my shorts and entered her pussy. I fucked her slowly, watching as her hands fluttered uselessly behind her and her eyes darted around above her ballgag searching for possible onlookers. I enjoyed the slow, rhythmic fuck, but I wanted to make this last even longer, so just before I felt my cum rising from my balls I pulled out and rolled Jo onto her side. First I pulled her vest-top up so I could play with her breasts. After plenty of caresses, tweaks and pinches, I slid two fingers into her and as Jo bucked her hips I brought her quickly to orgasm - then kept her cumming !!
As Jo recovered her composure I pulled her top clear over her head and down to her bound elbows behind her. I undid the bra and panties frog-tying her ankles to her thighs, leaving her bound at the elbows, gagged and naked (bar her trainers) on the forest floor. Jo watched as I put both her panties and bra into my shorts pockets. I took the sleep-mask blindfold from my bag and slipped it over Jo's head. Then helping Joanne to her feet, "Time to stretch your legs", I said as I smacked her sexy arse. Taking hold of Jo's left nipple I led her out of the clearing and back to the main path. Each time she protested through her ballgag, a pinch and twist of her nipple caused her to cease and follow me.
As we reached the path I helped Jo back down to a kneeling position, then removed both her ballgag and blindfold, putting them back into my bum-bag too. I pushed her head down, opened her legs with my knees and slid my cock into her still wet pussy. All Jo could say, in a rather worried voice, was "No... not here, not right out in the open". With her elbows still tightly strapped together and her hands helpless, I held her by the hips and fucked her. Just after fucking a naked, helpless and very horny Jo to orgasm, I shot my load deep inside her pussy.
I got my breath back, pulled my cock out and said to Jo, "I suppose we'd better get your clothes from that clearing". I helped Jo up to stand up and walked her back into the woods, telling her was a hot, sexy bitch she was. As we reached the clearing, I removed the sleep-mask blindfold from my bum-bag and said to Jo, "One last little surprise". I blindfolded Jo then took the ballgag and cable-tie out from my bum-bag. I removed the leather strap from the ballgag and fed the cable-tie through the slit in the ball, making a new, thinner and more secure strap.
Standing behind Jo I offered the rubber ball up to her lips and said "Open - then you can get dressed". Joanne opened her mouth I pushed the ball home, behind her teeth. I tilted her head forwards and lifting her hair out of the way I brought the two ends of the cable-tie gag-strap round behind her head and fed the ridged tab through the fastener. Then I quickly pulled it tight, the sudden zipping noise causing Jo to lift her head and mmmphh through the gag in surprise. Holding the locking tab on the cable-tie, I tightened it a few more notches, drawing the ball gag firmly into Jo's mouth and securing the strap tightly.
I removed the blindfold, then the belt securing Joanne's elbows and said to her, "I'll see you back on the path when you're dressed". As I walked away Joanne was pulling anxiously at the gag trying desperately to remove it. By now I was a good ten yards away, so I stopped and called out "Jo, I can hear someone coming, you'd best put you're clothes on". Jo's eyes opened wide and she ran over to where her shorts lay and swiftly put them on. Thirty seconds later Jo joined me by the path wearing both her vest-top, shorts and trainers, (but minus her underwear which I had in my bum-bag). She also had her pissed-off expression !!
"What's the matter", I asked, knowing damn well anyway
"Hhiff hhiss" replied Jo, tugging at the gag-strap at the corner of her ballgagged mouth.
"Oh that", I replied sarcastically, "it's only a nylon cable-tie, all you have do is cut it off"
"hhoc hhivv ?", Jo asked.
"What with ?", I queried, "Snips of course - but I'm afraid that was what your present was, and it's back in the car too". "Still", I continued, "you wanted some outdoor bondage and it is only a ballgag. No-one will notice and we'll be back at the car in 40 minutes anyway !". With that I walked off down the path, leaving an astounded and definitely embarrassed Joanne to run after me, pleading through her ballgag.
"hhayk hhic hhoff", begged Jo still trying to pull the red rubber ball free from her mouth.
"It's no use whinging Jo", I said, "there is no way of removing that ballgag until we reach the car and get the cable-tie snips".
Just then I heard voices coming towards us, kids by the sound of it. Jo looked around frantically, obviously having heard them too. I pulled Jo towards me, put her head on my shoulder, hugged her to me and told her to the same. Seconds later three boys about sixteen years old came along the path on mountain bikes. Although Jo couldn't see as she was facing away, they barely gave us a glance as they passed on their way.
I lowered my hands down her back onto her arse and pulled her hips forward onto my erect cock. "I'll be taking care of that before we reach the car too !!", I said to Jo teasingly.
We carried on down the path with me still teasing Jo about her ballgag.
By the time we'd reached the reached the end of the woods and the riverbank
path Jo had given up trying to remove the ballgag, realising it was indeed
not going to come off.
However, Jo now looked even more anxious. This was much more open, with fields to one side of the path and a river to the other. There were certainly no trees to shelter behind. You could see the village about a mile away, the only other buildings were farm ones, all at least a hundred yards back from the path. Now we were more in the open she wanted something to wipe away the continuing stream of drool she was producing. Being the perfect gentlemen, I offered to help, but instead of a handkerchief used her own panties to wipe the drool from her mouth and chin.
I put my arm around Jo's shoulders and we walked along the river bank back towards the village. It was a pleasant, if not surreal walk - a beautiful summer's day, beautiful scenery, my beautiful girlfriend, securely ballgagged !! After about fifteen minutes, still about half a mile out from the village we found a small cluster of trees alongside the riverbank. I stopped, and told Jo to sit down with me for a brief rest. Given no real choice in the matter, she did. With Jo sat next to me it was easy to roll her to the ground on her stomach and use my belt to tie her wrists crossed behind her. Despite her struggling and mmmphed protests, it wasn't long before her breasts were free of her top, which went up and over her head then down behind her to dangle from her bound wrists. Jo's shorts soon followed, pulled roughly down from her hips to her knees. In a minutes or so, Jo had once more become naked and helpless !!
As Jo picked herself up onto her feet she kicked her shorts off her ankles, angrily in my direction.
"If you weren't so well gagged, that would cost you a blowjob !!", I laughed. Jo didn't laugh, especially when I followed up with, "And if that's your attitude, I'll see you back at the car", and walked off down the path.
Jo let out a muffled yell through her ballgag and nearly sprinted after me. Catching me up she ran in front of me and gave me the most pleading look over her ballgag. I looked into Jo eyes then down to her breasts, her pussy and back up again. Jo mmmphed "hhuck hme" and tilted her hips forwards at my groin.
I reached down and ran my index between her wet pussy lips. "Later - I can do that anytime", I replied. "Go back to the tree, I'll get your shorts", I continued. Nervously, Jo walked back to the willow trees, looking over her shoulder to see if I followed.
Having retrieved her shorts I went over to Jo and told her to sit down. "Before you get these back, you'll have to do something for me", I said. Unstrapping Jo's wrists, I removed her top and continued, "if you thought being naked and getting fucked in public was bad, I can't wait to watch you masturbate". Jo eyes opened wide as she looked at me in disbelief.
"Yes, that's right", I continued, "I want to watch my naked, ballgagged Policewoman wank herself off on the grass over there", indicating the area under the trees by the riverbank. By now Jo was shaking her head and making mewing noises round her gag. "It's your choice - masturbate or I take your top and shorts back to the car with me", I reminded her.
Jo still paused to think about it ! I just waited and watched until an embarrassed Joanne finally put her hands down to her pussy and started teasing her lips and clitoris. At first she didn't know where to look - at me or for other people using the footpath, but soon just concentrated on achieving orgasm. As both hands went to work and her nasal breathing became faster, I undid my zip and took out my cock. It took Jo about five minutes to climax, her face glowing a lovely shade of pink. I waited for Jo to finish, before insisting on my turn, laying her down and climbing on top of her. I opened her thighs and sunk myself deep into her, fucking her 'missionary' style, fast and hard until I spunked inside her once again.
True to my word, after withdrawing I let Jo get dressed before walking
with her back along the riverbank towards the village.
As we reached the end of the footpath and joined the roads leading back towards the pub Jo pulled me back and pointed worriedly at her ballgag. "Jo, the cable-tie snips are in the car", I reminded her, "you can either wait here or walk with me - trust me, no-one is going to see you". It only took about 5 minutes to reach the pub car-park, but it was one very nervous Joanne that endured the walk. When we reached the car-park, Jo almost broke into a run to get to the car !!
"I suppose you want me to take your ballgag off before we go for lunch ?", I teased. I unlocked the passenger door and Jo jumped in. I waited outside the car as Jo retrieved the small box from the glove compartment and tore off the wrappings to reveal a pair of gold ear-rings !!
"I lied", I said, "the snips are actually back at home. Those are for being such a good sport though !". Jo looked up at me with a mixture of disbelief, frustration and anger in her eyes.
As tears started to well in her eyes, I took pity on her, "Here, let me", I said and produced the snips from the back of my bum-bag. Sliding the snips under her cheek I cut the cable-tie and removed the ballgag from Jo's mouth. The relief on Jo's face was just huge. "Come on, I'll buy us dinner and you a good drink", I offered and helped Jo from the car. We went into the pub and while I ordered the food and drinks, Jo went to the ladies freshen up both her face and her pussy, which by now was leaking my come onto her thighs, courtesy of her having no panties.
When Jo emerged, I took her to a quiet table at the rear of the pub, where she would be less self conscious of the red line around her mouth caused by the ballgag strap, which despite her best efforts to clean was still very noticeable.
Over the meal we talked about Jo's recent outdoor adventure and she admitted that the thrill of the sex had more than made up for the embarrassment. She even laughed that it was the first time she'd ever masturbated in front of a boyfriend, and it was in public too !!
After a leisurely lunch, we drove back to London and had a lazy afternoon
indoors. I'd promised to take Jo out for dinner later as she was staying
overnight, due to her not having to next be at work until Monday night.
On these Sunday evenings Jo always wanted a late night with plenty of sex
so she would have a good sleep and lay-in on Monday morning. I, unsurprisingly,
was happy to oblige. But tonight not only was she going to have a late
and satisfying night herself, it was going to be equally entertaining for
me and my mate Brad !!
story continues in Joanne's Story 4a