Jessica and the Scouts

Chapter 1: Be Prepared

Be Prepared.

Yeah, right!

Like any amount of Forest Ranger training could prepare you for something like this!

Jessica squirmed against the ropes, even though she had learned quite a while ago she couldn't escape. Those little bastards had sure earned their knot tying badges!

The "little bastards" in question weren't really little, but big strapping teenagers. And Jessica would still call them bastards -- and a LOT worse -- if it wasn't for the rope tightly cutting through her lips, rendering speech fairly useless.

Right now they stood in a circle around her, smugly watching her ordeal. They were drinking, and laughing, and making crude remarks...

And waiting.

Just waiting.

An hour or so ago Jessica had been marching up to the campsite in her best official Ranger mode. It had been past eleven at night and the boys were still whooping it up, complete with a bonfire that could have been used to signal space shuttles. It had been her duty to get them to quiet down, and hopefully not burn down half the forest.

That plan went all to hell when she stepped in the snare.

It was straight out of a Warner Brothers cartoon. The rope noose snapped around her ankles, her feet left the ground, and before she knew it Jessica was hanging upside-down four feet above the trail.

She hadn't stopped swinging when the boys burst from the woods. They had obviously been lying in wait for their prize and wasted no time in putting Phase Two of their plan into action.

Bandanas were used as a gag, filling her mouth before she could draw a breath to scream. Her flailing arms were grabbed, pinned behind her and tied with more rope across her chest and waist. Jessica was quickly lowered, and just as quickly had her knees and ankles bound. In moments she was a tasty rope wrapped bundle of Helpless Ranger.

Whooping like Indians the boys lifted Jessica above their heads and carted her up the trail. None of them were shy about where they put their hands, and Jessica struggled and grumbled as their fingers fondled her lush body underneath the uniform khakis.

Not that she got to be wearing said uniform much longer. When they reached the campsite they really went to town on her. She was suddenly standing in a whirlwind of snatching and grabbing hands. There was an almost comical moment of stunned silence when her bra was unhooked, releasing her vast bosom to their hungry eyes. And no small amount of money was passed around when her panties dropped to her ankles and it was discovered that the "rug matched the curtains."

Now totally nude, her skin glowing from the red light of the bonfire, Jessica was repackaged with rope. Her elbows were tightly tied behind her back, thrusting her tits high on her chest. A web of rope above, below, and between her boobs made them even more prominent, her nipples and areolas two swollen rosy peaks. From there the rope crisscrossed her narrow waist before diving down through her crotch, two strands of rope on either side of her naked and vulnerable pussy, before they were pulled up between her buttocks. The short length of rope holding her ankles together were practically anticlimactic in comparison. The last piece of rope replaced the soggy bandanas, cutting cruelly through her mouth.

Jessica had been left then, kneeling on the grass in the center of the campground. Their plan for the next stage of her ordeal was really quite simple. Her fate was dependent on just how long Jessica could endure the rigors of her bondage. A simple nod from her would be all it took to signal her defeat. The consequence of her surrender? She "only" had to blow each and every one of them to gain her release.

But if she instead tried to prevail, lost her balance, and fell over...

Hello, Gang-Bang!

So now they all waited.

At this point Jessica's knees felt like they were on fire. She could risk only the smallest movement, slowly shifting her weight from one side to another. But soon that wouldn't be enough...

And the ropes were having their own insidious effect. Each breath not only tightened the loops at the base of her heaving bosom, but also pulled the strands running through her crotch. It hadn't happened right away, but slowly and surely her fear and anger had changed into something else. Was it just the rope? Or was it something more? Either way, the final effect was that now she WANTED someone to lick and suck her aching nipples, and to stick a nice hard cock inside of her tingling pussy. But to give in --

Jessica locked eyes with the ringleader. She held his mocking gaze for what was the longest moment of her life --

Then slowly closed her eyes and nodded her head.

She couldn't mistake the triumphant tone of his chuckle as his footsteps approached. Jessica found herself trembling at the thought of what she was about to do -- about to be FORCED to do. But was it from fear, or excitement?

Eyes still closed, her chin rose at the sound of the zipper before her being lowered...

Chapter 2: Learn The Ropes

Jessica couldn't help but think that as she struggled against the ropes holding her bent over, as behind her came the unmistakable sound of a zipper being lowered...

It seemed like only moments ago she had been on her knees, about to perform more fellatio in an hour than she did in a good month --

Suddenly the jeers and hoots of triumph from the scouts became shouts of alarm and panic as salvation arrived in the form of a responsible adult. Jessica opened her eyes in time to see the teenagers scatter as a troop leader charged into the camp.

With a huge sigh of relief Jessica allowed herself to slump onto her side. She couldn't believe how close she had come to being those boys' sexual plaything! Who knows if they would have kept their word and stopped at just a couple of dozen blowjobs? She was so helplessly tied they could have done anything! Jessica couldn't wait to be free from these ropes.

Why wasn't she already free from these ropes?

Jessica craned her head. She could just make out the troop leader frog-marching a couple of the boys through the campsite. The panic in their voice was obvious as they tried to fast talk their way out of trouble. Like anything they said was going to --

What?

No!?

Jessica cursed and grumbled through the rope gag. Those little bastards!! They were trying to say this was all her idea! That she wanted to be tied up and molested. Hell, they were even saying she brought the booze!

And to make matters worse --

He brought it.

Jessica laid there and watched the troop leader let those two lying rats go, and now he stood over her, glaring at her with mad eyes. For the longest time he just stared while Jessica struggled and tried to give her point of view.

Not that it did any good.

A lesson needed to be taught, she heard the troop leader decide.

Time for her to really learn the ropes.

If Jessica thought the kids had been good with the ropes, in no time she knew she was in the hands of an expert. She fought like a tiger but to no avail. She ended up face-down on the grass, wrists and ankles tied to wooden tent stakes pounded into the ground. A thick log under her hips thrust her curvaceous rump skyward.

She could only watch helplessly as her new captor walked into the woods. She mmmphed behind her gag in fear -- was he just going to leave her here like this?

When he reappeared a few minutes later she almost wished he had.

She moaned and shook her head in denial. Please, not that! No!

The switch swished through the air and landed on her ivory rear like a thunder clap.

Even seeing it coming, knowing what was about to happen, couldn't prepare her for the sting of the wood on her skin. Her arms and legs jerked against the taut ropes. Her crimson hair flew as her head snapped back, teeth biting into the rope as she screeched in pain.

The first blow was followed by a second, then a third, a fourth, a fifth -- a steady rain of pain upon her beautiful buttocks. Jessica writhed and wailed as the switch moved from one ass cheek to the next, until her rump was almost the same shade as her hair.

But now it was more than just the pain that made her wiggle, that had her grinding her hips against the rough wood underneath her. The heat from her stinging rump has spread -- from her now soaking wet pussy, to her tingling clitoris, to her rock hard nipples. Now her muffled pleas were cries for sexual release.

She was so lost in the feelings coursing through her that Jessica was on her feet before she realized the whipping had stopped. Her ankles were still tied spread to the stakes, but now her arms were pulled up high behind her, leaving her bent forward.

Oh please, she wordlessly pleaded. Please!

Jessica's whole body shuddered at the touch of his cock on her moist lips. She moaned as the swollen head pushed its way inside of her...

Then squealed in frustration and surprise as he just as quickly withdrew!

She rocked backward, trying to impale herself on that thick cock. But the bondage limited her, leaving her aching for the next touch.

Again and again he teased her, touching her only with his dick, slipping it partially into her tight pussy, and then removing it -- until she was a tangled web of sexual tension on a hair trigger.

It was only then -- when Jessica's world had become shrunk to nothing but the feel of his flesh against her -- that he rammed himself inside of her. Only then did his hands grip her dangling tits, pulling Jessica onto his hard shaft to the hilt.

And Jessica eagerly pushed back -- desiring, wanting, needing -- to feel that cock pump inside of her. She was coming by the third stroke, a wave of pleasure that erupted through her again and again until she felt that wonderful shudder in her pussy as the scout master came deep inside of her.

Jessica, her mind and soul burning from her orgasmic afterglow, was barely aware of her body as she was cut down and swiftly rearranged. Now in a neat hogtie, the troop leader effortlessly lifted her in his arms, and began carrying her back to his tent. Jessica sighed as she melted into his arms. What were those 12 Scout Laws? In this case she hoped they were Longness, Hardness, Thickness, Endurance, Lustfulness...