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A Long Walk
Chapter One: Beth Captured
Although Beth had been raised on a farm, she had been a spoilt and ratherlazy child. He parents worked hard to ensure that she was comfortable, eventhough they weren't particularly wealthy. As a result of her parent's pampering,Beth was overweight, but only slightly. She was definitely full-figured though.Her ass was wonderfully rounded, and her thighs were broad and soft, as washer pale belly. She spent most of her time indoors, and as a result, her skinwas white and smooth, particularly around her large, full breasts. Becauseshe was young, her breasts were firm, despite their size. In fact, her breastswere perfect, firm enough to be attractive, yet large enough to be easily manipulated.Her aureoles were large and pale pink, forming a nice combination with herwhite skin, and her upper body was completed by her nipples, which sat smalland hard in the center of each breast. Her tits were also incredibly sensitive,something she knew from her frequent masturbation sessions. Her favourite techniquewas to use one hand to stroke her tits and play with her nipples, while usingthe other to finger her pussy. So far, masturbation, and a few clumsy gropingsessions with a boy from her local high school had been her only sexual experiences,and Beth was hoping the college would provide more opportunities.
Besides masturbation, the only other physical activity Beth enjoyed was walking.She used to walk to school when she had attended the school in the center oftown, and now that she had graduated she spent a lot of time walking in theshadier parts of her parents' farm. As a result of this, her legs were large,but toned, rather than muscular. Although she didn't know it, she had a wonderful,plump pussy, with full, heavy lips. Unfortunately, she kept them hidden behinda thick bush of red-brown hair. Her neglect of her pussy was her only lapsein grooming though, and she kept the rest of her body smooth and soft. Shealso looked after her face. She had light red hair which she kept in a simpleponytail, pale pouting lips, blue-green eyes and a down-turned nose; pretty,but not exceptional features.
Beth's summer holiday, her last before college, had been dull so far. Herwalks around her farm had become increasingly routine, and so she decided tobegin exploring the woods around her house for more exiting walks. Her farmlay on the border of an old forest, and she could see the start of severalpaths from her bedroom window. One morning, with the sun already baking, sheset out. She was dressed in a light blue tank top with a picture of a sunflowerprinted over her tits, and a small pair of khaki shorts. She didn't wear panties,but had to wear a bra to support her huge tits as she walked. She planned towalk through the old forest, until she came out the other side, then followthe road back to town. However, she had no idea of the length of the path andsoon ran out of water. She tried to turn back, but lost her bearings and spenttwo hours wandering aimlessly through the forest. Her bare shoulders were crisscrossedwith scratches from the low branches, and her body was slick with sweat asshe plunged further into the woods. Eventually, exhausted and scared, she sankback against a boulder on the side of the path and passed out.
She was woken by a hand pinching her flesh. She felt strong fingers gathera thick section of skin from where her belly was exposed between the top ofher shorts and the bottom of her top. The fingers pinched her painfully, buttheir owner seemed satisfied with what he felt. "She'll do well, got just theright body," the owner of the finger said. Beth assumed that he was talkingto someone else, although she was still too weak to raise her head and look.The man who was examining her also stood out of her sight, but Beth felt hisfingers touching her again, this time slipping under the sodden waistband ofher shorts and brushing to top of her pubic hair. "We'll have to do somethingabout this though," he said, softly this time, so only Beth could hear it. "Comeon cow, time to get moving." His voice was hard and business-like, and Bethwas afraid to disobey, but she felt too weak to move. She pawed the groundmeekly and tried to ask for water, but her tongue was so swollen and her throatso dry that the only sound that came out was a ragged grunt.
Her overseer was displeased by her laziness. His hand was still lodged downthe front of her shorts, and with a short sharp movement of his fingers, heplucked a bunch of pussy-hairs from the edge of her cunt. Beth twitched violentlyin response to the pain. It had woken her slightly, and she was able to lookup at her abuser for the first time.
Beth's wide, fearful eyes met the man's cold flat ones. "Stand up," he saidsimply, and once again his voice made Beth want to obey. This time, her desireto obey was combined with memory of the painful consequences of failing todo so. Unsteadily, she climbed to her feet. "Very good cow," she heard theman's voice clearly, although she could hardly stand up straight, "Now removeyour shirt." Beth was on the verge of collapsing, yet the command seemed soforceful that she obeyed without even realizing. Her hands began to slide thehem of her shirt up over her smooth round belly. It was only when she reachedthe underside of her large white bra that she regained her self-control. Shequickly covered herself, and stared at the ground. "Cow," the man said, andBeth instinctively looked up at him fast enough to catch a faint smile on hislips, "You were given an order." He stood in front of her, and she looked atthe ground again. "Do you remember what happens when you don't follow orders?" heasked, his hand brushing the outside of her shorts, over her pussy. "Pleasegive me some water," Beth managed to croak, but the hand caressing her crotchsuddenly slid between her thighs a captured her pussy-lips in a strong pinch.
Beth's body went ridged again. The man then loosened his grip, but kept alight hold on her lips. He noticed that her crotch was damp. It was mostlysweat, but some of the moisture was caused by Beth's arousal. She would bea better choice than expected. "Take off your shirt," he said again. This time,Beth was fully conscious as she lifted her shirt over her shoulders and droppedit onto the ground. "Now your bra" he said. Beth opened her mouth to protest,remained silent when she felt the man's grip on her pussy tighten slightly.Instead of protesting, she slowly reached back to unclip her bra, an actionmade difficult by her unsteadiness and size. She was so unsteady that she haddifficulty keeping her balance as she slid the straps from her shoulders, andher breasts jiggled deliciously as she fought to remain upright.
Eventually, she got free from the garment and dropped it next to her shirt.Her breasts hung ripely before her overseer, and it was so hot that they werealready covered with a light sheen of sweat. She was too humiliated and scaredto look at the man, yet she was unable to see the ground past her tits. Bethstood in the hot sun, her arms crossed over her stomach, staring at her huge,oily globes. She felt terrified, mainly because she was so aroused.
The man was also admiring her body, and was evidently pleased with her. "Goodcow," he spoke as he lightly caressed one of her nipples, and Beth's face burnedwith shame as she felt the bud become erect beneath his fingers. The man smiledbriefly at her involuntary arousal, before viciously twisting her nipple betweenhis thumb and forefinger. The pain was almost as bad as the pain in her pussyearlier, and Beth yelped and tried to cover her tits with her arms. As sheraised her arms however, the man placed his other hand firmly against her pussy.His left hand remained holding her teat, and by now the mere touch of his handsreminded Beth of the consequences of disobedience.
Beth dropped her hands to her side, allowing the man an unrestricted viewof her impressive assets. The hand that had been tormenting her nipple tracedfaint circles around her aureole, causing more moisture to seep from her pussy,before sliding underneath her breast and lifting it upwards. The man cuppedher other breast with the hand that had been resting between her thighs. Helooked clinical as he balanced her breasts lightly on his palms, testing theirweight. The slight movement of his hands caused her tit-flesh to wobble, andher cheeks to turn a deeper shade of red.
The man concluded his inspection with a final painful tweak of her nipples.He made some notes in a black notebook before measuring Beth's thighs and waistwith a tape measure. Beth had always been self-conscious of her stomach, becauseit was large and round and hung slightly over the waistband of her shorts,and the man smiled as he took her measurements. "Don't worry cow, you'll beburning this off soon enough," he said as he fondled her belly." He then inspectedher teeth, which were strong and healthy, and her eyes, which were also fine.He made some final notes in his book, before kneeling and reaching into thepack her had brought with him.
When he stood up, Beth almost fainted for the second time that day. Thistime, however, her faintness was caused by shock, and her shock was causedby seeing the objects that the man removed from his pack. There were two setsof manacles, slightly different from each other. The smaller set consistedof a steel collar, with wrist cuffs attached to either side by short lengthsof chain. The collar would force the wearer to stand with her hands almostlocked behind her head, and her elbows jutting forward. It was also studdedwith a variety of smaller loops, to which more chains or other devices couldbe attached. The second set consisted of a pair of ankle cuffs linked by abouta foot of chain. There was a larger collar for her waist, and the ankle cuffswere connected to the waist-collar by another short length of length of chain,so that the wearer would be forced to take small shuffling steps when she walked.
Beth was unable to take her eyes off the chains, but was also unable to thinkclearly through her fear. She watched numbly as the man locked her chubby anklesinto the cuffs. He tested the restraints to make sure they were locked securely,then rose and fastened the larger collar around her waist. Despite its size,the collar was slightly too small for her ample waist, causing her stomachto bulge obscenely over its edges. The man stepped back to admire his workso far, then stepped forward and roughly yanked the chain linking Beth's waistand ankle cuffs, causing her to stumble forward. Quickly, he moved behind herand fastened the smaller collar around her neck. Beth was still off balance,and she felt his rough hand slip around her waist and cradle her soft bellyas he held her upright. His fingers stroked the edge of her waist-shackle,lingering on the bulging flesh that spilled over its sides. "Wrists," the mancommanded while still standing behind her, and Beth, whose body seemed to beresponding automatically to his commands, weakly raised both of her wrists.She felt each one being cuffed to the side of her collar, and heard her overseerwhisper "Good cow" in her ear. Then, because she had been a good cow this time,her obedience was rewarded by the man running his hands up her stomach untilhe was once again cradling her tits. This time, however, instead of weighingthem, he supported them lightly with his palms while slowly stroking her nipplesand aureoles with his thumbs. Waves of pleasure radiated throughout her bodyas the man skillfully manipulated her erect teats. Lost in her pleasure, shetried to grind her ass against the man's crotch, but he stepped neatly aside.Beth lost her balance and sat down heavily, her breasts heaving with arousaland her faced streaked with sweat.
Her arousal left her feeling even more dazed than she had before. She wasexhausted, practically immobile, and looked up at the man with a mixture ofshame, fear and longing. The position of her arms pushed her breasts together,so that it looked as if she were offering them to her overseer. Perhaps shewas, in the hope that they would receive more of the pleasuring they had justhad, but the man seemed to have had his fun for now. The business-like tonereturned and he ordered her to stand. This she managed with great difficulty,and even then only after the man had given her waist-chain a sharp tug upwards. "Abit slow, but you'll improve soon enough. Now walk." He commanded. Beth, althoughterrified, honestly believed that she could walk no further without water. "Please," shecroaked, the first words she had spoken since the man began punishing her, "Ineed some water." The man walked over to his pack. He didn't look angry, butBeth could tell from his expression that it had been a mistake to speak. Heknelt over his bag and once again removed two objects. The first was hiddenfrom Beth's view, but the second one gave her hope, it being a small blackflask. The man stood in front of her and raised the flask. She though he wasgoing to pour the water down her throat, and eagerly opened her mouth. Theman smiled, before producing the object actually intended for her mouth. Itwas a steel ring-gag, with a black leather strap that fastened with a tinylock. Before Beth realized what was happening, he had slipped the ring intoher mouth and locked the straps behind her head.
Beth's eyes widened when she realized what had happened, and she began tostruggle violently against her restraints. Because her hands were cuffed toher neck, she was able to reach behind her head and grab at the clasp for thegag. However, the clasp could not be opened without the key, and the man watchedwith amusement as Beth tried in vain to free herself. Her mouth, forced openby the gag, was a perfect circle of shock, and tears begun to stream from hereyes as she realized that she was unable to close her mouth, or even speak.Her voice was reduced to a gurgling whimper, and she could feel saliva beginningto collect on her lower lip. She stared pathetically at her overseer, her eyesbegging him to remove the gag, but the man's face was cold. "If you don't learnsome manners soon, cow, I shall be forced to teach you" he said simply. Thenhe wet his hand from the flask and splashed some water over Beth's hot, dampface. Beth stuck her tongue through the gag and managed to collect a few drops.They were salty, from being mixed with her sweat, but she was unable to swallowbecause of the gag. Then she lowered her red eyes to the ground once againand stood, awaiting her next order.
The man placed his hand between her shoulders and gently pushed her forward.Beth stumbled a few steps ahead of the man, and stopped. As soon as she didso, she felt a sharp, stinging pain in her lower back. Glancing back at theman, she saw that he was holding a small leather whip, about three feet long.With a flick of his wrist, he sent the whip snaking towards Beth's exposedflesh where it licked her lower back with a short, sharp snap. The pain wasintense, and Beth turned away from it and began to stumble blindly throughthe woods, with her overseer following close behind. Her progress was difficultbecause of her leg shackles, and she was unable to keep her exposed flesh frombeing scratched by the vegetation but she was driven on by occasional flicksfrom the whip and eventually made it to a resting spot. She was panting heavilythrough her gag, and the saliva that had been collecting on her lower lip hadbegun to run over her lip and down her chin. She was allowed only a few secondsrest before being forced onwards, and she crashed forwards through the forest,tormented by pain and fatigue.
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