"It's Melissa, right?" she nods, "Ok, Melissa, take off your clothes."
"All of them?" she says, her voice a mix of apprehension and anticipation, "But the rules say you only have to take off one piece when you get caught."
"True, those are the rules when you catch me. But the rules don't say anything about what happens when I catch you. Now get naked."
Slowly, your captive, Melissa, stands up and lifts her shirt up over her head, handing it to you. She then unfastens her bra, drops her skirt, and slides her black panties down her long, slender legs. You take a moment to admire her body, she's thin and a bit petite, but even so her breasts are beyond perfect, further down lies a neatly trimmed bush with a few beads of sweat that still glisten between her legs. She makes no attempt to hide herself from you.
"Happy?" she asks, doing her best to sound unimpressed.
"Very."
"Now what?"
"I haven't decided yet."
"So, what's keeping me from running, exactly?"
"You tell me."
She blushes. You feel pretty confident that you have nothing to worry about. Though she's clearly trying to sound snide, the sultry look in her eyes tells you she isn't going anywhere, and her arousal seems to be growing in tandem with the erection in your shorts.
"Although... you do have a point," you decide, "hand me your bra and panties." She obliges and you tie them together to make a crude rope.
"What are you going to do with that?" she asks.
"Tie you to this tree."
"What?!"
You say nothing but set about roping her hands together behind the tree, and, unsurprisingly, she resists at first but gives in almost immediately. You take a step back to admire your handiwork; a beautiful brunette, stark naked and tied to a tree trunk, glaring up at you expectantly.
Although you're pretty sure there's still much more fun to be had, you're also pretty sure her team mates won't be gone much longer, so you'll just have to be satisfied with what you've already accomplished. You announce, "Well then, I guess i'll be on my way. Give your friends my regards when they find you."
"Wait, what?" for the first time her voice sounds more anxious then amused "Where are you going? Come back! You can't just leave me here!"
You stop, "Oh really, and what do you suppose I do instead?"
A brief pause before she pleads, "...Fuck me?"
You're a bit dumbfounded, you knew she was horny but you didn't expect her to come right out and say it.
"...Please?" |