One of the transient men waved G2 over. Reluctantly, G2 approached the men. The guy who called him over was tapping a cigarette on his thumbnail to ta...mp it down more firmly. “You gotta light, G2? I gotta coffin nail needs a hammer.” Sam something, G2 thought. He didn’t know the man well. But it did happen that G2 had a match. He was saving it to light a campfire tonight, but he could spare one. As long as the wind didn’t blow it out.The matchbook read “Wabash College” on the front. On the. She held tightly onto my dick as she moved on top of me. Then she held her body still above me as she placed its tip at her opening. I moaned in excitement and my hips bucked as I felt her slit so close to the head of my cock.She broke the kiss to quickly admonish me to stay still. Then she slowly lowered herself down on my cock. It entered her completely, and we both moaned. Her pussy gripped it tightly. I wanted to grab her and hold her tightly to me. I wanted to push in deeper, to fill her. We stood.Mistress stood in front of us across the table with her arms crossed looking at us. There was silence in the room for about 30 seconds as we just stood there. Mistress finally said “Gag them and take them downstairs, your clits will be shocked AND you will have a 30 minute hogtie when we are finished with you.”Ball gags were inserted and tied tightly around our heads. Nipple clamps were then attached with a small chain between them and a weight was hooked to the middle of the chain.. But she could see it would be very important to have all of her systems in perfect running order for the strenuous climb.The next leg of their climb put them almost to the little shelf where a tiny shack stood all by itself at the entrance to the steeper climb ahead. They had gone about two thirds of the way now and Hans told her they would stop at the shack and eat their lunch. It was just about midday.There was no lock on the door. She was surprised to see provisions and a small two-way radio.