He told me to hug the tree, which was weird but I did as I was told, he pulled out some rope from his backpack and tied it around my left wrist and wa...lked round the other side of the tree and tied it to my right wrist, he did the same with my ankles, my face pressed against the tree he added a ball gag, lifted my skirt and pulled my panties down as far as they would go exposing my ass, I thought he was going to fuck me but instead he walked away in to the bushes and left me thereIt wasn’t long. You already had run away. You belonged to me now like the ocean and land belong together. Yes – and so I belonged to you too. As it had always, always been. Timeless. You felt your pussy moisten – an instinctive reaction. You gasped again. So it was a choice and involuntary too. Like a moth to a flame. You needed this. You couldn’t resist it. And there was a kind of wild freedom in it. Freedom in the context of our mutual possession. How could it be? You were accustomed to being the smartest. Must be in his early 50's, hair mostly grey now but you can still see the specs of black in there from his more youthful days, small rectangular glasses down at the end of his rather generously proportioned nose, his face giving away years of frowning and looking gloomy, the edges of his mouth seems to be in a permanent frown now, kind of reminds me of a mastiff dog breed. Solid grey suit, with a plain white shirt and a plain grey tie. Everything about this mans appearance screams "I gave up. "I-I wanted to, Miss. I wanted to do it so badly ... but you control that part of me ... please ... oh ... Miss." Well, my little slut, I am proud of you for remembering who is in charge of your wanton little pussy." She gave Nina a quick kiss while she continued to play with her pussy. "Today may be your lucky day. You might actually get to come a few times, but you also may have to work for it a little."Gretchen's comments made Nina focus on something other than her need, and she pulled back.