Bondage Tree Hugger
Do you love nature the way this girl loves nature? (She didn’t used to be a tree hugger, but after the first four hours tied to this one, she started getting rather fond of it.)
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Do you love nature the way this girl loves nature? (She didn’t used to be a tree hugger, but after the first four hours tied to this one, she started getting rather fond of it.)
Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:
Judging from the species of tree, it looks like she is about to be birched in every sense of the word.
We were able to give the term tree hugger a whole different meaning when we moved into our current house that has a private 6 acre wood attached and ideal for private outdoor bondage. I had long held a fantasy of being impailed and although we had done this using poles and dildos you know that by releasing a clamp you can easily be released. In a blade in the wood husband had found an errant sapling about 4 from the trunk of a large oak but with a large branch 10 foot overhead to take a winch block. He carefully measured me and whittled the sapling till it became a large wooden dildo. Then at one of our bondage parties I was taken out strapped to a rope, lifted via the block and with the use of a condom on the sapling and lots of lubricant I was gently lowered onto the sapling.
At first as it slid in me it was fine but just as my feet were firm on the dirt I came for the first time. Luckily the rope held me up. The rope was released and there I was,naked in the woods totally, helpless impaled on an immovable sapling with the men looking admiringly and the some of the girls looking on enviously some in horror.
The hadn’t bothered to tie my arms as it was so deep inside me and there was nothing to grab hold of for leverage that I could not get off it even if I wanted to. We did realise that I did need some upper support as every orgasm drove it deeper inside me and we didn’t want internal damage, so when we use it now I wear a head and neck harness attached to the upper rope and my arms are normally restrained in some way because that’s what I like!
Gives a whole new meaning to tree hugging though. It’s not normally done by your pussy!!
Suppose a guy were walking along a hiking trail in the woods, when he sees a woman standing a little ways off from the trail. She wears a long ankle-length bathrobe, and is just standing there with her arms crossed. “Excuse me, sir,” she says. “Could you help me with something, please?”
“What seems to be the problem, Miss?”
She shows him the problem. She opens her bathrobe as if to flash him. As she holds it open, he sees that she is completely naked. And impaled on a small sapling, in the same way as Kinky Deb has described.
“I can’t get off,” she says.
“OK,” he says. “Let me help you.”
He walks behind her and slips her bathrobe off. He puts his arms around her waist. She thinks he is about to try to lift her up, but instead his hands find her wrists and pull them behind her, where he ties them together with the belt of the bathrobe.
“Hey, what are you DOING?” she asks.
He gags her with a long handkerchief, then gently fondles her breasts.
“Helping you to get off,” he replies.
This looks like the actress Clara Bow. She did do some nude modeling before becoming a superstar.