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Out for a Drive Ch. 01

By: Lukin700



"Strip and place your clothes in the trunk."

I froze for a moment. The wind reminded me that I was very much out in the open, but the blindfold would not let me know where. My boyfriend had told me we were going for a midnight drive, the blindfold he put on me next meant a surprise.

"I'm waiting."

I guess he isn't kidding. I stepped out of my sandals, bent down to pick them up and throw them in the trunk. The asphalt was rough and uncomfortable to stand on. I pulled my shirt over my head and sent it to the trunk also. My jeans followed. I hesitated there. I was blindfolded, barefoot, and wearing only a bra and panties. I'm not normally an overall modest girl, but I was on some neighborhood road, standing by the trunk of his car. Who might be watching this?

"Now, or I'll leave you here."

I unclipped my bra and tossed it in, then slipped down my panties and stepped out of them. I heard him pick them up and then close the trunk. 

"Turn around."

I turned, now facing away from the car. He grabbed my arms and pulled them together. My wrists were crossed and tied together with a light rope. He led me back to the passenger door, walking me through the grass with my bare feet. I was directed into the seat, and he strapped me in before closing the door. 

"Part your legs." He said as we drove off. 

I expected him to touch me, but it did not come. We drove around for awhile. I still had no idea where we were, or where we were going. All I knew was my body growing more excited. Naked, blindfolded, my legs open with my hands tied behind me. The seatbelt parted my breasts perfectly. I tried to sink down in the seat as I heard a car pass us. Did they notice me? I felt some embarrassment that I hoped they had. We made a few more turns, but I was not really paying attention anymore. He had begun slowly running his fingers along my legs and inner thighs, careful not to make contact with my trimmed pubic hair. 

Finally the car came to a stop. I heard him step out and circle the car. My door was opened and I was pulled out onto his gravel driveway. 

I was led slowly off his driveway, a few pebbles digging into my heel. We reached the grass near his backyard and I paused while he opened the gate. I took a few more steps until he stopped me. My hands were untied and raised above me. The rope was attached to something overhead and my wrists were retied within it.

"I'm going to go inside now, behave yourself while I'm gone. In case you haven't figured it out, you're tied to a tree branch in the backyard. I doubt the neighbors will see you unless they pay close attention. Don't move too much though, the floodlight is on a motion censor. I'll make sure to activate it when I go inside."

He took my left nipple into his mouth, sucking on it to ensure it stayed hard. The motion was repeated on my right. I moaned slightly and he stopped. I felt a hard slap on my ass, and then footsteps walking away. 

I was left blindfolded and alone again. Nude, with hands tied to a branch above me. This is not how I expected to spend my night. My nipples were hard and I was still very wet, so I couldn't complain much yet. To make things worse I was stretched pretty tightly. The branch was much taller than I was, forcing me to stand on my tiptoes to keep the pressure off my wrists. 

I heard the backdoor open again after a few minutes. Footsteps steadily approached me until I could feel his warm breath on my body.

"I forgot just a few more things."

He grabbed my breasts, massaging them both as I hung there in the backyard. My nipples were licked and sucked on while he ran his hands over my body. Suddenly he stopped and slipped a clamp onto my left nipple. I screamed out at the instant pain. 

"Shhh, the neighbors might hear you."

He did the same to the left nipple. I winced but managed to suppress any audible noise. This must be the pair we picked up at the couples store last year. Two adjustable black clips, with a sliver chain between them. He tugged on the chain a couple of times, getting my attention. 

It was calm for a moment before he slipped two fingers inside me, thrusting in and out slowly as I tried to create some rhythm with my body. He pulled them out and held them to my face, I only know because I could smell myself as he did it. 

"Lick them." He spoke as he stuck them to my lips. I opened my mouth and took his fingers in. I ran my tongue over and between until I had cleaned myself from them. 

He pulled away and was silent again. I could feel him staring at me, stretched out and on my tip toes. Shifting and desperately wanting him to touch me again. 

"Goodnight baby."

I heard footsteps leaving, and then the backdoor opening and shutting behind him. I tried to relax as minutes went by. The pain from the nipple clamps was subsiding as I grew accustomed to them. I kept shifting my weight, Left leg to right, wrists to toes. The night wind was warm but still unusual to my naked body. I began to daydream, wondering what I must look like. I couldn't remember if the moon was out, how bright was it? Was he kidding about the motion sensor?

I have no idea how long I was tied there before I heard a car moving down the street. The engine noise grew closer until I heard tires on my boyfriend's gravel driveway. The car shut off, a door opened and closed, and then heavy footsteps began approaching the back gate..

To be continued..

Out for a Drive Ch. 02



The footsteps paused for a second, had they seen me? I was in the middle of my boyfriend's backyard, my wrists tied to a heavy branch above me. I had been stripped earlier in the night during our drive. He had blindfolded me and led me to the back of the car. There I was made to place and lock my clothes in the trunk while blindfolded on a public neighborhood street. We resumed our drive with me naked in the front seat and went back to his house. I had been left alone for about half an hour, I heard no sounds from the house, and I had no idea how dark it was out here. Did I mention the nipple clamps he had attached to me before going inside?

My newest concern was the car that had stopped in the driveway. Heavy footsteps briefly walked in my direction before stopping. Now I waited. 

I was careful not to move or make any noise, but I still did not hear anything. I wasn't naïve enough to believe they had gone. I felt more like they were watching me. My boyfriend had threatened to turn on the floodlights before going inside, had he?

The footsteps resumed suddenly and the gate creaked open.

I tensed up.

I couldn't help myself from thinking the worst. Someone drove by, happened to look in the backyard, and saw my naked body standing here stretched out in the backyard lights. Maybe it was my boyfriend trying to scare me, but I hadn't heard his car leave the driveway, there had to be another person. I blushed under my blindfold, imagining that it was one of our friends walking near me right now. I had been naked in front of some of them before, but only in drunken settings with other people. I'm not a shy girl, especially with alcohol. 

Last summer my best friend dared me to strip and walk out to the mailbox naked. I couldn't turn down a dare. There was only a small group of myself, my best friend, one other girl and a few of our guy friends. I did it quickly, shedding my clothes and handing them to my friend before going outside. I touched the mailbox and came back. I had secretly hoped a neighbor would be outside, even though it was close to 2 AM. Maybe my friends would lock me out and make me beg for my clothes. I was slightly disappointed when I made it back safely. I got dressed and got back to the game. 

Later that year I was down to my panties in a game of strip blackjack. It was a much larger party, and I did my best to keep my breasts covered. Our blackjack game was attracting more attention now that it had a topless girl. I made a deal that if they let me have my bra back early I would stay in only my bra and panties for an hour after the game. I think it wound up being longer. I still captured quite a lot of attention but at least I wasn't topless or in a thong 

Occasionally my boyfriend would have me strip as soon as we got inside, often without closing the front door. We were far enough in the hallway that there was little chance I had been seen, but he knew the possibility excited me. He would push me slowly in ways like that, and each time turned me on more than the last. Occasionally he had tied me up during sex. I could tell he was slowly growing more adventurous and I was always anticipating his next idea. This was something different though. The uncertainty of this situation was a little more intense, yet I still trusted him.

I heard something strange, a squeaking noise from the house. Before I could understand I was hit with a stream of water. They had turned on the hose! I shrieked at the cold shock. The pressure was low though, and they aimed it appropriately to soak me thoroughly. I turned on my tip toes, trying to block the water from my chest, but they would move to foil any of my efforts. The stranger even went around behind me, paying close attention to my ass. I heard the backdoor open and soon after the water stopped. Two sets of footsteps now circled my dripping body. 

"Spread your legs."

It was my boyfriend's voice again, although it was little comfort right now. I spread as much as I could, my wrists were still held tightly to the branch with light rope. I felt him run his fingers through the little pubic hair I had, teasing me along my inner thighs but failing to put his fingers inside me again. He backed off again and I heard him whisper something. I had almost forgotten about the second person. I knew now that it was someone close. He wouldn't display me like this to a casual friend, I hoped not at least. 

I had a few more minutes to think as I heard whispering towards the house. They left me spread and soaked for awhile. It was a warm and humid night to begin with, so cold wasn't a concern for me. 

Finally one of them approached me, I felt my wrists being untied and I was allowed to stand straight again. No sooner were my wrists free than they were pulled behind me and retied. 

"Kneel, there's a blanket on the ground in front of you." 

I dropped to my knees and felt the cushion beneath them. Hands grabbed my ankles and crossed them, then proceeded to tie them together in the same way. 

"Alright Baby, we're going to go inside now. I've tied your ankles and wrists in simple knots, it shouldn't take you long to get out."

He was right, I'd been good at knots all my life.

"I want to see how fast you can do it though, and make it more interesting for myself. As soon as I walk away I'm going to start timing you. In one minute I'm going to lock the backdoor, another minute after that I'll lock the front door. If you aren't free by then, I've left a spare key on the porch... of my neighbor's house. I have three direct neighbors, one each on the left and right, and one directly across the street. Those are your choices. Good luck." 

My nipple chain was pulled again as he started to walk off. I heard the stranger start to follow and soon the backdoor shut behind them and I was alone again. Blindfolded and kneeling naked, dripping from my hose shower, with my ankles and wrists tied behind me. I took little time to think as I knew the countdown had started. I started twisting my wrists to loosen them up, they didn't move much. This might be tougher than I had hoped. 

I twisted around on the blanket, trying to grab an end of the rope holding them together. Finally I was able to slip a finger into the knot and pull. One of the knots opened but I was still restrained. Shit, he must've double knotted them. I heard the backdoor open. 

"One minute already. I hope you can make it in the front." The door shut and I heard the deadbolt click. Damn. I worked on the knot more, tilting back into a sitting position. Another tug and my wrists were free. I unraveled the rope and tossed it aside. First I pulled the wet blindfold off my eyes. I was able to catch my first view of the night since the start of our drive. It was nothing surprising. He had been lying about the floodlights, they were all turned off. The moon was dim and did not provide much light. I didn't notice any movement from the neighbors. Apparently nobody had noticed our activities. I pulled the nipple clamps off one at a time, and felt the pain as blood rushed back into the tips. The knot at my ankles was more difficult, he had put some effort into this one. 

My childhood talent came in handy though, I was able to free myself quickly. Maybe I would still be able to make it to the front door in time. I stepped off the blanket and into the grass. It was damp for the first few steps, likely due to my earlier forced shower. My skin glistened in what moonlight there was as I opened the gate quietly to reach the driveway. The gravel bit at my feet again as I scrambled around the side of the house. I didn't recognize the car in the driveway, would he really let a stranger see me humiliated like that? I guess I will find out.

I could see the porch from the corner, and the front light was on! It completely illuminated his front door and half of the front yard. I didn't have much time to waste though. I jogged through the grass to the door. I went for the handle and it didn't turn. It was already locked! I thought I was faster than that! Yet there was nobody here to listen to my arguments, only a porch light that was completely exposing me to the neighborhood. I moved back to the darkness of the yard, and looked at my options. The house key sat somewhere on the porch at one of those three houses. And I had to get it before I could get back into the house for some clothes. At least I wasn't still wearing the nipple clamps...

- To be continued in the final chapter. -



Out for a Drive Ch. 03



Here I was, naked in the front yard of a dark neighborhood. Earlier tonight my boyfriend had taken me out for one of our "adventures," which quickly left me naked in the front seat of his car and my clothes in the trunk. Then I was strung up in his backyard, nipple clamps attached and eventually sprayed down with a garden hose by my boyfriend and an anonymous accomplice. 

Finally after being taken down, my ankles and wrists were lightly bound, and I was given a test. If I could untie myself within two minutes I would be able to get inside the house, otherwise he would lock the door. My only chance then would be to find the key, which he had placed on the porch of one of his neighbor's houses. I guess you know what happened then...

I crotched in the darkness, away from the porch light and the things it revealed. 

He had given me a clue which narrowed down the choices to three neighbors, to the right, left, or directly across the street. 

My boyfriend lives in an old neighborhood, back when homes had yards and trees. The houses are set back from the street, and there are fairly large side yards between each one. I wouldn't say it's a rich neighborhood or anything. Not too many younger people live around for some reason either, after about 11pm is it rare to see a car drive by. I really have no good guess at what time it is now, I suppose around 1 or 2 AM. 

Back to my three choices, to my right was a one story house; I think a middle-aged couple lived there. I had seen the husband outside doing yard work yesterday. There were never any children around. Their porch light was on, but no other houselights could be seen. Across the street was another one story house. It had large bushes in the front and a couple of trees, well excluded from the street aside from the sidewalk that led to the porch. A dim front yard light was on, near the porch but not very bright.


On the left was a larger two story house, the front was not lit. 

I looked back at his house, a couple of windows faced the street, and I figured he had a pretty strong view of all three properties around us. I knew he would never put me in any danger, but this was definitely a leap forward in our games. But where am I headed now? I figured to the right was as good as any, plus it seemed slightly closer. 

I walked through the short grass towards the house. A few sticks stabbed into my bare soles, maybe I should walk carefully. I looked down at my feet, my red toenails looked so out of place in the dim moonlight and grass. Maybe it was more the sight of my naked body crossing the front lawn. I guess I should be thankful it's not any brighter. Some nights the moon can act as a spotlight, which wouldn't help my situation. As I approached the porch I wondered what I should be looking for, thankfully it was soon answered. A small note was taped next to the door, directly under their light. I briefly stopped near their bushes and kneeled down again. The street was still quiet, and the appearance of the house had not changed. 

I don't know why I was expecting anyone to notice. Feeling this exposed and vulnerable made me sensitive. Every cracking leaf and the residual noise from the wind increased my paranoia. I crossed my arms over my breasts to give me some sense of modesty, and then made a quick dash to the porch. The note came off the door easily and my bare feet stepped back down into the dirt of the flowerbed. There was more than enough light to read it.

"Is this your first try? Perhaps your last? Maybe you got lucky, but you won't find out here. The clue is out back, in a waterproof bag..."

Shit. I just remembered they have a pool, I should've known he'd go for it. We had used it occasionally in the summers, but most of the time with their permission and with bathing suits. Unless of course if they were out of town, that meant some frequent skinny dipping. The last time was a few months back, he made me leave my suit in the house and walk over in my towel. I was only allowed to carry it on the way back however. We entertained a couple of friends once. I tried to convince them to go all natural with me, although they didn't know I was required to myself. In the end only one of them went topless and the rest chickened out, but it was still better than being the only naked one. 

I went around the side of the house to the gate in the short chain link fence. I refer to some of my past actions as "forced," yet I would not allow it if the thrill wasn't there and simply unbeatable. Being naked in front of other people is great, but it's amazing if I feel like it's not my choice. I was never asked or expected to do anything sexual with anyone else, but a little exhibitionism never hurts.

I crept to the edge of the pool and looked for my next clue. They always left the internal pool lights on, which cast an eerie blue glow over their back porch.

I glanced at the back windows of their house, still dark. On the other side of the pool I spotted a floating object. I circled the cement and got on my knees near the water to grab it, but it floated out to the middle, almost on command.

Damnit. I really didn't want to get wet for this, but spending more time in clear view of this house wasn't appealing either. I went over to the steps and put my right foot in the water. A bit chilly but at least it's summer, the left leg followed and I slipped quietly into the water. It did feel so good once I was submerged. 

The pool is fairly small and not very deep, I was easily able to grab the floating bag and make it back to the steps. Dripping, I dashed back to the side of the house. My nipples became harder instantly in the cool night air. I opened the bag and pulled out another note. 

"I hope this wasn't too difficult for you baby, cause you need to try again. To continue, I want you to crawl to the street, and then on to your next target. Good luck."

I didn't spend much time thinking before dropping to all fours. I can crawl to the street and then try the house across it, I thought. I was still soaked from the pool, and yard waste clung to my hands and knees as I scurried to the street. This was a slower way to travel, and would increase the humiliation if someone found me, but it did help keep me out of sight. I knew I was moist in other places too, but I will have to wait to enjoy that. 

I reached the street and looked around before rising to my feet and walking across. As I brushed grass off my legs I was growing more comfortable with my nudity, but walking barefoot on the cement kept me aware of the situation. 

From their sidewalk I could see another note near the front door. The area wasn't as bright as the first one and less windows had front exposure, adding some false measure of security. 

I grabbed the third note and ducked behind their bushes, hidden from the house and the street. It was much longer than the others, maybe I was finished! I still didn't see any house keys though, but a small black marker was taped to the back of the note. I unfolded it and started to read. 

"You've crossed the street, how brave of you. Are you hindered in any way? Perhaps wet in more than one? This can be your final trip."(I smiled, thinking it was almost over. Soon I could be back inside and fully clothed for awhile, but the note continued.)

"Well, it CAN be your final one, if you want. I'm giving you a choice. These choices do have consequences. If you have visited all three or will you may come back in after the third. but it will cost you a forfeit. Your adventure ends, but you must remain nude for 15 hours. If this is your choice, take the marker and draw a large (C) on your stomach and return.

Your second option: You may stop now, regardless if you have visited all three. You will not forfeit your clothes, and they will be returned to you. You would however owe me a Dare, which will be carried out tonight. There are no restrictions on this dare, and you must go through with it. If this is your choice write a large (D) on your stomach and return. 

Your final option is similar, if you would like to quit immediately regardless of remaining houses then write a large (S) on your stomach and return. . There is no extra Dare, but you forfeit your clothes for 25 hours."

I have to give him credit for his creativeness, but all of these choices are in his favor. I only have one house left, so I might as well finish it out. But I am directly across from his home, and hitting the last one means more time exposed to the neighborhood. It's Friday night (technically Saturday morning), so my forfeits would either leave me naked until Saturday evening or into Sunday morning. I don't have any plans, but I still don't know who is with him in the house, or what HE may have planned tomorrow.

Still, he seems far too creative and horny tonight. The idea of another well thought out dare isn't intriguing. I take the marker out, and draw a giant letter C just below my boobs. I can hit the left house, get back in, and deal with being naked for 15 hours. At least I will get my clothes back for tomorrow night.

With the C done I collect all three notes and the marker and stuff them back in the bag. I step away from the bush and instantly I notice the headlights around the corner. I duck near the house and lay flat, my breasts pressed beneath me into the soft earth. 

I kept my head down and hoped they wouldn't notice me. A car sped by and continued down the street, no hesitation thank god. Now I was even dirtier and still damp from the pool, I moved as quickly as comfortable back across the street to the dark house. Their yard was more overgrown and I tip toed through the grass to their porch. I couldn't see very well and I almost wished their light was on, but then I thought of the car that just passed. This would have to do. 

I felt around the porch and grasped another paper, attached to this was a thin and relatively short piece of rope. I had to step back into the yard and rely on the natural light to read this time.

"I hope the yard and the darkness didn't bother you too much, but I just wanted to say hi. I hope you have more ahead of you, are you having fun? Now I want you to take the rope and tie it to both of your ankles. Tight enough that it won't come undone, but not too bad in case you need to remove it for any reason. Leave the rope on unless necessary. Good luck."

The house was still dark and quiet so I went back to the porch and sat down. So I have to tie myself up now? What would the neighbors think if they knew what I was doing on their porch? At least this is the last one. I looped the rope around my left ankle, this was going to be short. After tying that knot and repeating on the right, I barely had enough slack to walk. Maybe I should crawl back to his house...

I stood up and was careful to keep my balance as I scooted back across the high grass to his gravel driveway. It was painful on my feet again, and I was only able to scuffle across this time, no large steps or quick movements. I can't imagine what I looked like, taking baby steps with my tied ankles through a yard with a giant C written on my body. My boobs shook with each step, I didn't see much point in covering them now though. 

His porch light was still on, with its yellow glow flowing across the lawn. Slowly I made my way through the grass and approached the front door. I kept all the items in my left hand and tried to open the door with my right. Still locked...

Another note...

"Congratulations! I bet it was quite a show. Ring the doorbell once, then walk over to the large tree on the right, you'll find a blindfold and handcuffs. Put the blindfold on, then handcuff yourself to the tree with them behind your back. I'll come get you in a minute."

Was I really going to handcuff myself to a tree? Of course I was. I had visions of spending the weekend completely naked and tied if I bailed out now. I set everything down and shuffled back to the tree, leaving the ankle rope in place. The blindfold slipped over my eyes, and I turned around putting the tree behind me. Linking the cuffs around the trunk I heard them click shut on my left wrist and followed with my right. Being tied to the tree in the backyard earlier was bad enough, but now I was handcuffed in the front. I was able to sit down if I needed to, and this was how I waited. I sat with my legs out and listened to the night. No other cars came down the street. 

A couple of minutes passed and a door opened. I panicked and pulled my knees to my chest, not knowing where it came from. Then a car door, followed by an engine, I think it was from my boyfriend's driveway. The gravel crunched beneath the tires as it backed out, and then drove off down the street. Was that my mystery visitor escaping?

Another few minutes passed, the bark began to hurt and I tried to lean forward. Just then the front door opened ahead of me, and footsteps approached. 

Hands grabbed my feet and began to tickle the undersides. I giggled loudly, forgetting where I was, and kicked out.

"Careful, you don't want to stay out here." My boyfriend whispered. I felt my ankle ropes untied, and then he spread my legs out. His fingers traced my thighs and circled my pussy before penetrating me. He moved his fingers in and out slowly, I was getting fingered in the front yard while blindfolded and tied to a tree. The only thing I wanted was for him to keep going. He knows though, and that's why he stopped. My cuffs were unlocked and he brought me to my feet again. His wet fingers traced my lips and I opened for them, cleaning myself off his hand. I didn't mind my taste, but I preferred his. 

"You're a mess, let's get you cleaned up." He handcuffed me in front this time and led me around to the backyard again. I was so happy to not be alone out here that I didn't mind being rinsed with the hose a second time. He even toweled me off before removing the cuffs and blindfold. We slipped into the backdoor as I asked him who the visitor was. 

"I'm sure you'll find out someday, it is someone you know. It's a shame though; they were hoping you'd pick the dare tonight. Hey! Maybe we can invite them back over before your 15 hours are up."

I gave him a sarcastic look as I closed the door behind me. 

-- End