MISS-JULIE’S-MISSIVES—ARCHIVE

Night Callers

You stirred from your heavy sleep, the feeling of gloved hands grabbing at you while you feebly tried to fight back….it was no dream.

The smell of the leather and something else, a chemical soaked rag lying next to you as the assault continued. You were aware of voices, mocking and derogatory as every inch of you was being groped, mauled and tormented.

One pair of hands were gagging you and keeping you restrained, the other spitefully twisting your delicate nipples….your underwear was ripped from you and the strong hands started pulling at your cock and balls. More laughing and taunting as you got harder….the glove gripping your shaft and roughly jerking you off, while the other hand now invading your ass.

All the while, the other assailant had your mouth covered and the fingers extended to pinching your nostrils shut. You grunted and moaned in a mixture of peril, panic and the rising feeling of orgasm. You started to thrash harder as the air was no longer there to take in…your vision was blacking out and maybe this was it for you.

Suddenly, the hand released you and you gulped in as much oxygen as you could…..but before you could beg for mercy, the hand gagged you again and the milking continued in earnest. You tensed as your orgasm was now on the way…..you couldn’t hold back as the spasm rushed up through your balls into your cock. But your torment was only just beginning…..a ruined orgasm was the first indignity you would suffer tonight. You humped fresh air, desperately trying to get any stimulation as the orgasm faded, unsatisfied and frustrated.

The bitches laughed again as your underwear was used to mop up your useless cum. The stained material was balled up and shoved into your mouth, with the sound of duct tape being ripped from a roll and wrapped like a vice around your face.

It would be a long night and who knows how many days?

Ok fun idea:

Mutual's Predator/Prey Camping Weekend

During the day, eating, swimming, fun, games.

But each night...

Each Predator has a private enclosure (tent, camper, cabin, etc).

The Prey are not allowed enclosures, they get a ten minute head start into the woods, followed by the release of the Predators.

Once caught by a Predator, the Prey belong to them for the night. (All hard limits pre-negotiated, all consent approved before start of games).

The event is timed. At the end of time. Any uncaught Prey may retire for the evening with the Predator of their choosing and their caught Prey (if any), and have the choice to serve them or stay out of play for the evening and relax.

It's a competition between the Predators to see how many they can catch, and who can catch the most. And between the Prey to see who can evade the most.

Prey score points by avoiding capture, Predators by capturing Prey.

In the morning, scores are taken.

Each night, new game.

Winner holds the title "Master of the Woods" for the next year.

Rachel Adams - insanely tight hogtie mummification, hair tied, foot bound, and tickled without mercy.