An "In-tents" Evening

I had been going with Wendy for about six months. She was the outdoor type and the relationship was fine, except that I wasn't as outdoorish as she was. But the sex was great! I wanted to stick around with her until I found a replacement.

And I found Lisa in, of all places, the laundromat. She was reading an opera magazine and right away I knew that she was my "indoor" type. I struck up a conversation with her and we started dating. The sex was great with her, too! I casually mentioned that I had been seeing someone but that I had let her go. (A nice way of saying "dumped," except that it hadn't happened yet.) Wendy lived 50 miles away so I had no fear about my dual-dating at the time.

One weekend Lisa told me she was going to be away, so when Wendy called and asked me to go camping with her, I accepted. I drove to her place and then we used her SUV, since she had a tent and all the equipment already loaded. We arrived at the campground and it turned out our spot was not too near other tents, which was fine with me. Lots of nice steamy sex in a tent on a hot night!

We put up the tent and I noticed it was larger than I would have expected. "Oh, I have more planned than just sleeping and hiking." We did a little hiking and then returned to the tent where she took out four screw-in poles, like one uses for a dog run, and put them into the ground in the middle of the tent.

"What are those for," I asked?

"I want to give you a long body rub, but since you are ticklish, I want to make sure we go to the end."

Well, I am not all that ticklish but the body rub sounded good to me. I stripped to my bikini shorts and laid down on my stomach on the air mattress. She put a leather cuff on each of my wrists and attached them to the stakes which were out to the sides at shoulder length. Then she did the same with my ankles, spreading them out. Then she started in on the body rub. In the middle of it, when I was getting both relaxed and excited at the same time, there was a scratching on the tent.

"Is anyone here?" I looked up and it was Lisa. Before I could do anything, Wendy put a ball gag into my mouth and buckled it behind my head.

They explained how they had long been friends, going to the same health club. And by accident found out they had the same boyfriend, except that Wendy didn't know she was about to be an "ex" until Lisa told her. And as Lisa explained to me, if I could dump a nice girl like Wendy, I could do the same to her. Or any girl. That is, unless I had some behavior modification.

Lisa brought out a helmet which she put over my head and zipped up the back. Then she added a collar and locked both of them. Now I was completely at their mercy.

"Well, Roger, since you like to fuck both of us, now we get a chance to fuck you!" I felt my bikini shorts behind removed and a glob of cold cream being put on my ass. One of them, and I couldn't tell which, was kneeling beside my legs - - I could feel her there. My as cheeks were parted and then a strap-on dildo was slowly inserted. SHIT! I felt like I was going to die from the pressure. I tried to scream but the gag did its job well. In and out, over and over. And then it was withdrawn. But only long enough for them to change places, wordlessly so I didn't know who was first and who was second. Another plunge into my asshole and another working over, and then release.

As I recovered from the violation, they undid my cuffs and before I could muster up the strength to fight, I was flipped over and re-secured on my back. But with one added post, which was next to my crotch. One of them tied a piece of clothesline around my balls and cock and then secured it to that post. Now my midsection was also immobilized.

"I think we'll go for a walk and get some food. Don't go away!"

I squirmed but to no avail. I tried to chew off the ball gag so I could cry out for help. My jaws soon got tired. There was nothing to do but wait and see what they had in mind for me now.

They returned with food and removed the helmet, then warned me that any noise after the gag was removed would result in action I didn't want. First, the helmet went on. Then they fed me some lunch meat and gave me some water, after which the gag went back in before I could even beg for mercy. They decided to go for an after-dinner walk and left me. I knew I had to take a piss and eventually just did it in my bikini briefs. When they returned, they could immediately smell it and ripped the briefs off of my body, leaving me naked and exposed.

"You and I had some good times, little buddy." It was Wendy talking to my penis. I felt stroking and it quickly grew hard. "But those times are over, my little friend." NO! She stopped just short of ejaculation and I could feel it going down. One or the other of them repeated the process time and time again.....up and down, up and down....but no sexual release for me. Finally, the decided it was time for bed. (I had no idea what time it was with the helmet covering my eyes.) They did remove my gag, but warned me about making ANY noise.

I didn't sleep too well that night, not being able to shift around. At least I had so little to drink that pissing was not on my body's agenda for the morning. We had breakfast and the gag was inserted again.

But this time, the helmet was removed so I could see. And I didn't like what I saw. Lisa was holding up one half of a plastic sphere and Wendy had its mate. They explained how I was going to have a one-year sabbatical from sex, since they were both breaking up with me. The two halves would go over my private parts and prevent any stimulation or sexual release. I could SEE my penis but that was about all. Holes in the bottom allowed for urine to escape, and a hole in the top would allow water to be poured in for cleaning.

I pulled on my wrist posts but to no avail. The rope was removed from my crotch and I watched helplessly as they poured glue on each rim of each half, and after a few seconds, fit them on me - - after warning me not to move or the glue would get on me. They held them tightly until they bonded in about a minute. And then left me there to ponder my problem alone.

When they returned, they explained to me that the glue would disintegrate in about a year all by itself. They warned me that I was not to make any accusations against them or they would spread my name all over as a pervert, undesirable, heart-breaker, and any other term which would make women shun me. I nodded my head in agreement.

But they weren't done with their punishment. The hood went on again and I was left in the dark. Then I felt it get a bit windy and heard Lisa say, "We're taking the tent and our mattresses with us. When someone sees you here and takes pity on you, then you'll be released.

They drove off. Then I heard some teenagers coming closer, looking at me in my helpless position, and laughing. And tickling me. I begged for release in a muffled noise but they ignored me. After all, I couldn't see who they were. And then they left me! But more came back and after torment of a long time, I was released. I found my shorts and shirt and shoes and managed to hitch a ride back to within a few miles of Wendy's, where I picked up my car.

That was last August. And that acrylic sphere is still on me, still doing the job to frustrate my sex life. Damn those women!!!!!

Roger

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