A naked girl was tied to a utility pole in the park. [The End]

That summer, I graduated from high school smoothly. As a 19-year-old girl, I was seen as a well-behaved and obedient girl. But who would believe that I was secretly a pervert? I craved excitement and masochism. I secretly became obsessed with "SM" and even sexually abused myself countless times.
Throughout my high school years, I always played the role of a model student. I was in charge of the school's arts and culture gala, and my grades were never outside the top 20 of my grade. I was excellent in both character and academics, and always ready to help others. I was repeatedly listed as a role model for all students. I was surrounded by the dazzling halo of a model student, well-behaved, beautiful, and likable. But what they didn't know was that on the podium where the national flag was raised and the national anthem was played every Monday, I was elegantly keeping time for all the teachers and students. Under my school uniform, I had prepared a "tortoise shell bondage" for myself. In this sacred school, under this sacred national flag, as the host, I appeared glamorous on the surface, but in private, I was so lewd and depraved.
When I first came into contact with SM, it was just out of curiosity. The sadomasochistic scenes were full of lewdness and excitement, and they made me blush and my heart race all the time. Maybe it was because I had been playing the role of a good student for too long and I was tired of it. I couldn't always grow up to meet the expectations of my parents and teachers and always maintain excellence. That kind of life was too tiring. I needed to release the pressure, so I entered the SM circle. In my spare time, behind my parents' backs, I would secretly browse forums and watch SM AVs. Gradually, I became more and more involved and couldn't extricate myself.
As I approached graduation from high school, I pinched my nipples countless times and masturbated with cucumbers and bananas countless times. I became deeply addicted to this pleasure. At that time, I realized that my hymen had long been broken by myself and my vagina had turned black. Thinking back to three years ago, my vagina was still pink and smooth, with a youthful rosy glow all over. But I don't regret it. I feel very happy now.
After the college entrance examination, I lived up to everyone's expectations and scored over 600 points, gaining admission to a prestigious 985 university. My parents and teachers congratulated me, but I secretly thought that to celebrate my success in the exam, I should let loose and think of a more exciting SM activity to relax.
I thought to myself, this time I must make a breakthrough in my SM history. I need to go outdoors. I can no longer be confined to my little room.
Soon, I came up with a novel and exciting way to play. In the world of SM, I have always been keen on new tricks, and this way of playing fits perfectly. It is novel, exciting, and tense, but there is a risk of being discovered and raped. I hesitated, but soon I convinced myself that this unpredictable danger is exactly what I was looking forward to.
Finally, one night, neither my parents were home. I had been waiting for this day for so long.
That night, the weather was extremely hot and humid. I put on sexy black stockings with suspenders, super short tight hot pants, a thin chiffon blouse, and elegant white peep-toe high-heeled sandals that I had bought from a street stall. I put a gag ball and a cheap pair of metal handcuffs that I had bought online in advance into my bag, along with a beer bottle and a bundle of rope, and then hurriedly went out.
As I had planned, I walked for half an hour and finally arrived at an abandoned park in the nearby suburbs. It was almost 10 p.m. and the weather was still unusually hot and humid. The park had been abandoned for some time, so tourists who usually come to visit would not come. However, I had heard that homeless people and migrant workers who could not afford to rent houses would occasionally gather in the park.
It was already very dark. In this abandoned park, only a few scattered streetlights in the distance shone with a dim yellow light, which was extremely weak and like a drop in the ocean, unable to change the overall desolate state of the park being pitch black.
I listened carefully to my surroundings, making sure there was no sound. But I couldn't rule out the possibility of a sleeping homeless person. I couldn't worry about that anymore; I'd been waiting for this day for so long. I quietly slipped into the woods in the park. I hurriedly pulled off my pants and shirt, threw them into the women's handbag I'd brought, hid the bag in a corner of the woods, then grabbed my phone, the rope, gag, handcuffs, and bottle I'd brought, and left.
Due to nervousness, my vagina was already soaking wet, and my inner thighs were drenched with vaginal fluid. Now my genitals were a mess, muddy and filthy, and I exuded a lewd aura, like a little slut with budding lust.
Now, all I'm wearing are two sexy black stockings that hug my long legs and a black lace bra hanging askew on my chest. I'm carrying the tools I brought with me, and I'm walking unsteadily in my 15cm high heels. I'm holding my breath, constantly alert to any movement around me. I can't even imagine what would happen if I disturbed any homeless men in the park. Those men who haven't been with a woman in a long time, seeing such a naked and lewdly beautiful girl, would do. They would pounce on me like hungry wolves, wanting nothing more than to devour my snow-white body.
Thinking of this, my lower body felt a surge of lust again. I could clearly feel the lustful fluid gushing out of my vagina, and my inner thighs were already slippery. Before I knew it, I had arrived at a utility pole at the edge of the woods. This was a spot I had scouted beforehand. The utility pole was broken, and I had cleaned it very thoroughly beforehand. I was going to tie myself to this pole later.
The utility pole is located at the edge of this lush forest, nestled between the first row of large trees. The area around the pole is covered in fallen leaves and soil, which would be perfect for me to stand firmly in my 15cm high-heeled sandals. Less than two meters in front of the pole is a wide concrete road. If I were to tie myself to the pole, and someone happened to walk by on that road, and that person happened to find me naked and tied up... However, this park has been abandoned for a long time. Surely no one would come here at night. Besides, there are no streetlights around, and it's pitch black. It wouldn't be so easy for him to find me.
In a moment, I'll have to hug the utility pole behind my back with both hands, then handcuff myself. I'll stand firmly against the pole in these 15cm high-heeled sandals. I'm a masochist; tonight I'm not only going to torture my feet, but I'll also stick that beer bottle up my anus. If my legs relax even slightly, my butt will sit on the bottle. Although the neck of the bottle is very narrow, it won't be easy for it to fit into my anus because I haven't really explored my anus before, and the base of the bottle is almost as thick as my thigh. It's absolutely impossible for it to fit into my anus. If my legs can't hold on or go numb, I'll suffer a tearing pain in my buttocks. So, I must persevere!
To make it more difficult, I first had to tie my two legs together tightly. I used the thick rope I brought to wrap it from my ankles all the way to my thighs, and then tied a knot. Now my black-stockinged legs were covered with a dense network of ropes, like countless thin green snakes crawling all over my body. Now my two beautiful black-stockinged legs were tightly pressed together, unable to move. I felt nervous and scared. If I were discovered now, I wouldn't be able to escape.
The weather was still unusually hot and humid. I felt that my long, snow-white legs, wrapped in black stockings and ropes, were suffocating. If I wasn't mistaken, my legs were covered in fine beads of sweat. They longed to come out and breathe some fresh air.
With my mind in turmoil, I felt that the surrounding environment was also filled with tension. My heart was racing and I was sweating profusely. I tried to calm myself down, calm myself down, and calm myself down again. This tense and exciting feeling was exactly what I had been trying to achieve in my years of SM but had never achieved.
I cannot back down, I have no regrets. Even if I am discovered tonight, even if I am raped or gang-raped, even if I become someone's sex doll and kept as a pet from now on, I will not regret it. At least at this moment, I am extremely happy.
I gently patted my chest with my small hand to calm my nervous heart. Like a cute little rabbit, I hopped and skipped to get the bottle, placing it in the spot I had calculated beforehand. Soon, the bottle would be right against my anus. I used clear tape to stick the handcuff key to the back of the utility pole, about a meter off the ground. I not only had to squat there for an hour without being hit in the anus by the bottle, but I also had to have the strength to stand up and remove the key at the end to free my handcuffed hands. If I failed, I would be handcuffed to the utility pole until dawn the next day. I would either be rescued by kind people or raped by bad people. The worst outcome might be imprisonment, becoming a lifelong sex slave to bad people. Therefore, I could not fail.
Then I put a gag over myself and fastened it tightly behind my head. This is a sign of danger. If I really encounter a bad person with ill intentions, I won't be able to call for help in this desolate and deserted park. I can only let them do whatever they want to me.
Then I took off the black bra that was hanging diagonally across my chest. In a little while, I would use this bra to cover my eyes so that I couldn't see anything around me. This was both exciting and dangerous because I wouldn't know if anyone was around me. I had to stay quietly squatting there without making a sound so as not to be discovered by passersby. What made me speechless was that if I was raped, I wouldn't even know what the perpetrator looked like. If the bad guy found out that I was blind, wouldn't he be even more unscrupulous in his abuse of me?
I'm about to complete the final restraint. If I give up now, it's still not too late. But if I complete the final restraint, there will truly be no turning back. I tilted my head back and took a deep breath. Give up? I won't give up. I told myself I can do it. No matter the outcome, at least I'm happy right now.
I was wearing 15cm high-heeled sandals. Because my legs were tightly bound from bottom to top, I could only twist my body and slowly move to the foothold I had calculated beforehand. I carefully leaned down, my upper body accurately resting against the utility pole behind me. Then, I slowly slid down the smooth utility pole until my buttocks touched the beer bottle. I pried open my anus with both hands and tried to insert the bottle opening 1cm deep into my anus. The purpose of doing this was to prevent the bottle from tipping over during my SM self-torture. I could feel my anus wriggling and twitching slightly. I had never sexually tortured my anus like this before. In the past, I had only used a finger or a ballpoint pen to insert into my anus. Now, my delicate anus was suddenly being forcibly stuffed into the opening of a 2cm diameter bottle. This was going to be quite a challenge.
It took almost two minutes before I managed to force the bottle into my anus. I felt my sphincter muscles tighten and I could feel a slight pain in my anus. So, I made sure to hold my feet firmly, otherwise, due to the downward pull of my body, I would suffer unprecedented pain.
Everything was ready. I listened carefully to make sure there was no noise around me before secretly turning on my phone, afraid that the screen light would be seen by others. The phone showed the time as 10:20. I set the alarm for 11:20 and then put it on vibrate and inserted it into my wet vagina.
Finally, I put the black bra over my eyes, wrapped my arms behind my back around the utility pole, and fumbled for handcuffs to cuff myself. I heard a crisp "click," and although I was completely restrained, I felt a sense of relief. All my preparations were complete. Whether it was heaven or hell next, I didn't care. Even if I was discovered by bad guys, I wouldn't regret it.
My eyes were covered by a black bra, and everything was pitch black. But at this moment, I wasn't nervous or anxious. I quietly squatted under the telephone pole, my wriggling anus gently swallowing and spitting out the mouth of the wine bottle. My heart gradually calmed down. I didn't expect the weather to be so hot and humid tonight.
【over】
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