Maggie's Wet Dreams Ch 7.3

[Feels good to write again, although with the roommates I have, it's not as satisfying, since I can't be as loud to tease and touch myself as I usually did while writing...it's fucking torture.]

Thankfully some time had already passed, it had to have been at least 30 minutes and the cuffs would be released soon. That didn’t stop me from trying to struggle though, and with each movement I thought I brought myself closer to getting free, but instead I just managed to kick off one of my sandals onto the concrete floor below. If things weren’t bad enough, now I only had one sandal on.

I couldn’t even play with myself; the straps were on too tight to shift and I could barely touch myself like this. I was my own worse tease, the more I wanted to touch myself and try, the less satisfying it became. The moment I was free, I knew the first thing I wanted more than anything was the orgasm I deserved and the warm coat after all of this cold night’s air. I was openly vulnerable to not only the eyes of strangers, but to the elements that further teased my body.

The wind twirled and tantalized my sensitive nipples, that were already painfully hard while grazing my bare skin and nibbling at my pussy. I felt so hot, I wondered if steam was coming off of my lap which almost made me giggle at my predicament. At least I knew it was going to be over real soon. It’s strange that even though I was bound and immobile, knowing I would be free made me feel rather calm. I stared out into the lake for a little bit, more relaxed than I had felt in some time and before I knew it, the sun began to rise in the distance.

Wait, the sun was rising in the distance, I began to panic, wondering how long it had been since I was stuck, the lock had to have been unlocked by now. I wiggled around to get a look at one of the locks and managed to see the number on the right lock, it was still set to an hour. I never started the timer on the lock to free myself, I still had an entire hour to go and for all I know, I had been out here for hours without even realizing it. I couldn’t tell what was worse, the fact it was getting light out, or that I was coming to a time that people were going to start waking up and possibly discovering me.

“Hey guys! Pick up the pace, this is your last year on the basketball team, so you better make it count!”

A voice screamed in the distance and I prayed that it wasn’t anywhere near me or that they wouldn’t notice me if they did.

“Come on you pussies or I’ll knock you back down to Jr Varsity!”

In the distance I could barely make them out, with my eyes blurred from the morning moisture, but as my vision began to clear, I could see a bunch of guys jogging on the other side of the lake. My once relaxed world took a complete turn for the worse. If I could see them, they could definitely see me and I didn’t even want to think what they would do if they did. When they started to turn the corner, I was relieved that they were more focused on their run than the surroundings, but that’s when I saw a straggler in the back.

He looked out of breath, having a hard time keeping up with the pace and then he stopped, hunched over, breathing heavily. He straightened himself again and looked like he was about to start running, when his gaze looked in my direction. I could only close my eyes and sit perfectly still, hoping that he couldn’t actually see me and I was blending into the wood rocking chair somehow. When I finally got the courage to open my eyes, not only was he looking and pointing at me, his teammates came back to see where he was and now what he was gawking at.

I looked down at the timer and there was still 50 minutes left, there was no way I was getting out of this. With feeling returning back to my legs, they were still a little numb from the cold and with each struggle, I was just wearing myself out and losing the other sandal just left me barefoot and completely naked except for the thigh restraints. All I could do now, was look down in defeat and wait for what was coming my way.

In no time they were there, 9 guys staring at my naked, exposed and vulnerable body. I didn’t even have a mask to hide my identity and although I didn’t know them, it seemed a few of them recognized me from high school. They were probably freshman when I was a senior, which to my shock, I didn’t think anyone even knew I existed, let alone remembered being in the same area as me.

“Hey guys, um, maybe you can just help me out and we can forget this ever happened?” I hoped to find some mercy in them.

Not a single word, just snickers and giggles erupted, I was trapped prey and they were wolves ready to feast. The first came out rather confidently, eyes every inch of me and exploring my restraints.

“Hmmm, kind of fancy, a helpless little slut hoping to be used,” he plucked at one of the leather bands connected between my thigh and my wrist.

“No, um, it was just a stupid dare, I just accidentally got stuck this way, I didn’t want this at all.”

His finger turned over my hand, dried white flakes from my pussy over my finger tips and I blushed at the evidence. His finger moved down to the restraint on my thigh and traced hire to find wetness between the leather and my pussy and he followed it right to the source.

“Mmmmm, no, it’s not like that, mmmm,” I couldn’t help but moan, there was no keeping a straight face with how sensitive I was as he traced from the bottom of my pussy and slowly up to my clit, scoping and good portion of my arousal up with the tip of his finger.

He brought it up to my face and I could smell my arousal and although humiliating, my mouth gaped open, almost in response that he would make me taste myself next. Instead, he brought it to his mouth and sucked it clean, to everyone’s shock.

“Mmmm, I love a sweet little pussy.”