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Carlsbad ~
by unknown

I see an old friend of mine at the grocery store in Carlsbad.
He used to have a thing for me way back when..and he
seems to be checking me out quite carefully as we chat
and wait in line to pay for our groceries. He tells me he
got a new motorcross bike and invites me to take a ride
with him the next day. The next afternoon, I meet him out
by the flumes..which is like this aqueduct thing in Carlsbad.

It is Way Hot outside(at least to me) so I dressed rather..lightly..
white tank top, cut off jeans..white tennies :) He rode up to
me on his motorcycle..leaving it run as he scooched forward a bit..
indicating that I should get on behind him. I straddle the seat..
pressing myself against his back. He takes my arms and wraps t
hem tightly around his waist..and I put my feet underneath his on
the pegs, so my legs were right behind his. He started out slow...
sticking to a dirt road. The hum of the motorcycle between my legs
reminded me of a few phone scenes with Master..and got me all
frisky :)

The hot air blew my hair back..the smell of sagebrush was strong in
the air. After a while, he took us off the main road. I jostled up
against him as we went over a few bumps. He jumped the bike
off a little ravine causing me to lose my balance...I threw a leg
out to try to catch myself..and ended up throwing him off
balance. He layed the bike over..crashing us in the most gentle
way possible..dust, twigs and rocks flying everywhere.

When we finally stopped moving..I was laying on my side..my foot
still under the bike..my leg scraped and bruised..my tank top ripped
and covered with dust. He is right in front of me on his side as well.
He stood up..brushed himself off..and came and stood right over
me..hands on his hips. I looked up...a little pain on my legs..a little
vestige humming between my legs..my breasts almost hanging out
of my top...feeling strangely frisky. ;)

He pulled me up by my hair..dragging me off the
ground..then gave me a good solid cuff across the
cheek. I gasped in surprise..bringing my hand up to
my stinging face..looking at him in shock. He shook
me by the hair. "Now look what you've done," he
growled. He looked over at his bike, then back at me,
still holding me by the hair. "I think..you need a
little ... punishment," he said thoughtfully as he
tugged my tresses. My jaw dropped open in
astonishment. "Don't look so surprised..anyone can
see that you are the kind of slut that only learns
from a little punishment," he said. He looked me over
thoughtfully as I gaped at him. He surveyed the
terrain, then drug me over to one of the larger
kreasote bushes. He manuvered me so that I was
standing between the bush and a large yucca plant.

He proceeded to rip my torn tank top all the way off,
freeing my somewhat sweaty breasts ...then he shoved
me down into the dirt, jerking my hands above my head
and securing them around the bush with my tank top.
He folded my legs up onto my belly..then kind of
picked me up and nudged me so that when he released my
legs, I was straddling the spiny leafed yucca plant.

One of the leaves scraped my inner thigh painfully as
he manuvered me into position..and I let out a small
whimper. He merely smiled as he stood up to survey
me, in the dirt, topless, and bound. He leaned
down..stroking my exposed skin..pinching my nipples.

My traitoress slut body responded in full..nipples
hardening..pussy gettting wetter. I panted hotly as
he caressed me..running his hands down to my dripping
cunt, pressing against it through my soaked shorts.

I whimpered and arched against his hand. Suddenly he
stood. "I'll be right back, " he announced, turning
to pick up his bike. "You cant just leave me here!" I
cried out. He just looked over at me and smiled as he
cranked the bike to life. He sped off, spraying me
with rocks and dirt. I was stunned. I layed there in
the dirt..rocks and twigs digging into my bare, sweaty
back..hot hot sun beating down on me, dirt that he
kicked up sticking to my sweat dampened body. I was
just considering trying to scooch my legs out from
around the yucca when suddenly I could hear the sound
of more than one motorcross bike, coming closer..from
the opposite direction that my friend had left in. I
pulled on my bonds frantically as I tried to get my
legs from around the yucca...only succeeding in making
my bonds tighter and my pale inner thighs red with
scratches. The sound of the bikes got closer and
closer...

I gave up my struggle and layed perfectly
still, closing my eyes, hoping that they would not see
me at all. I heard the roar of the bike get
deafeningly loud, and could smell the exhaust. The
sound got very close..and I could tell the bikes had
stopped moving. I opened my eyes..and saw a man
looking down at me with an amused and interested
glint.

"Well, well," he said as he shut his bike off, "Looks
like someone has gone off and forgotten their slut."
Another motorcross bike roared up next to his, kicking
up a little more dust, then another. Soon I had three
men standing over me, staring at my exposed body in
wolfish glee. I was mortified..and yet, a little
excited at being so displayed for these men. I bit my
lip and turned my face into my bound arm in a feeble
attempt to hide. The first man reached down and
pinched one of my rather dusty nipples. I hissed in
pleasure as I felt it harden in his grasp. He
chuckled.

"Shame to waste a nice slut like this," he
said to the others.

They agreed wholeheartedly.

"A slut like that one should be used, as hard and as
often as possible," said the one with the dark hair.

"Lets make the slut beg," said the blonde one. The
first man helped me get my legs out from around the
yucca plant. "Ok slut," he said as he slowly caressed
my skin, "we will untie you, but, of course, there is
a price." I just whimpered in response as he let his
hand drift down the the top buttons of my shorts. He
unbuttoned them very slowly, kind of caressing me the
whole time...then peeled them off, leaving me wearing
only my tennies. "Spread your legs, slut," the first
man ordered. I immediately complied, my pussy getting
soaked..wanting him to touch me there..excited by my
helplessness and the men's obvious enjoyment of
viewing my naked, dirty form. I vaguely registered
the sound of another dirt bike somewhere in the
distance, but immediately forgot about it as the first
man's hand cupped by aching wet sex. I moaned in
pleasure..arching up to him..spreading my legs even
wider. "Beg to be released from your bonds, slut..beg
to be allowed to service us."

I took a deep breath and stammered. Keeping his hand on my sex,
he slapped me across the face with his free hand. "Now, slut," he
said commandingly. "Ppplease...please untie
me...pplease allow me to service you, Sir," I said
tentitively. I saw the blonde man drop a backpack and
open it. He removed a dogs choke chain and leash,
which he put around my neck as the dark haired one
untied my hands. The choke chain jingled around my
neck as I sat up and rubbed my wrists. The dark
haired one kneeled close behind me, brushing off some
of the rocks and twigs that had stuck to the skin on
my back..then he reached around and blindfolded me
with my multiuseful tank top. Then I was pulled
forward by the chain around my neck until I was on all
fours. I felt one of them spread my legs open
farther..then rub my dripping cunt with the head of
his cock before he shoved it in... another one grabbed
my hair as he shoved his hard cock into my mouth. I
felt the third start caressing my back, sides,
breasts. The three shifted positions often..fucking
my cunt, my mouth, my ass. They spanked, pinched,
pulled, prodded, swatted, and used me very well. When
the three of them had their fill, I fell to the dirt
on my stomach totally exhausted, still wearing a
collar, still blindfolded. One of them held a canteen
of water to my lips and I drank deeply. Then they
pulled me to my knees by the chain, and handcuffed my
wrists behind my back. "Better put this slut back
where we found her," said one of the men. I gasped
and started to protest, but was only answered by the
sounds of the motorcross engines starting. They drove
away, leaving me blindfolded, cuffed, leashed and
naked in the desert.

I almost started to cry when I heard the unmistakable sounds
of company. Evidently one of them had stayed behind.
He pulled me to my feet by the leash, then kissed me deeply
on the mouth as he casually caressed my breasts. Then he reached
up to unblindfold me...and I saw that it was my friend
who had left me here to punish me. He was smiling
happily at me. "Did you enjoy your punishment, slut?"
he asked. I nodded a little dumbstruck, wondering
how, when.... "I sent the guys to keep you company
while I went for a little equipment," he said, seeing
my confusion. "You were so... involved by the time I
got back, I dont think you noticed that I had
returned," he explained. "Wwwhat equiptment did you
need?" I asked, not recalling any ..non-organic
equipment being used on my person. He pointed to the
left...at a video camera sitting close by. "Something
to remember you by," he said with a twinkle in his
eyes.

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