By now you should have read the very first post in our blog train from Ms Cassidy which led you to Ms Brighton who had led you to me…..You can start at the beginning if you have not read them yet by going here

You awake from your sleep to realize you are no longer in your sleeping bag safe and sound in your tent. The sounds of women’s laughter are ringing in your ears as you try to move but realize you cant. The stories from around the campfire come rushing back to you and you remember the story about the ladies of the woods…legend has it that on a full moon the ladies come out and capture the first man they come across and do unspeakable things to them….these men were never the same…..and now you realize you may never be the same either!

The restraints on your ankles and wrist only get tighter as you struggle to move, trying to adjust your eye sight to see the women who are snickering around you and that is when you realize you are wearing some sort of a mask that prevents you from seeing clearly…only shadows and blurred images surround you…and suddenly you feel the sting of something burning your skin…you try to scream out only to realize your screams are muffled by the mask you are wearing.

A woman’s voice invades your ear…..you are ours now and we will do with you as we wish……the binds on your ankles and wrist are drawn tighter and you suddenly realize you are completely naked…..you feel the touch of a hand on your bare skin……another searing pain rushes through your body…you squirm and try to break free but it is useless the more you struggle the tighter the binds become.

To your horror you realize you are fully erect…how can this be you think….I am scared I am in pain I am trapped….yet I am aroused!!! and always…the women begin to chant…….Your cock belongs to us…it will wear our brand……..never to be touched by your hand….with every word your dick jumps as if responding to the chants. Another searing pain hits you and you begin to tremble……you suddenly realize the searing pain is coming from your cock. What are they doing? Who are these women? Why is this happening?

Although in pain your cock remains rock hard in fact harder than it has ever been…….more chanting….more searing pain it continues for what feels like hours…..and then you hear these words…………….our power he will behold…..Make the man explode……….this story must be told……Make him lose his load. The words are ringing in your head when you realize that you are on the verge of the most intense orgasm of your life. Just as you begin to explode the searing pain begins again and with each contraction of that orgasm the pain sears through you mixed with pleasure. It seems to last forever and suddenly you feel yourselves passing out everything is going fuzzy…………..

You awake in your sleeping bag …sitting straight up…your breathing labored you mind foggy….you try to move and realize ohh thank goodness I am fine it was all just a very bad dream…….Trying to get your bearings you shake your head thinking what a wild dream that was…..and then you feel a wetness in your underwear when you unzip your sleeping bag and open it up you see a massive wet spot……pulling them down you realize it was not just a bad dream but it was also a wet dream…….you turn on the lantern next to you and scream out in horror………………………your cock has been branded with the finger prints of the ladies…..and when you reach down to grab your cock and inspect it you realize you cant……….then you remember the chant “Your cock belongs to us…it will wear our brand……..never to be touched by your hand”

You sit there trembling trying to grab your cock only to have some sort of invisible shield around it that prevents your from touching it……..you begin to scream out into the night as you realize…..this was not a dream……………………….and you will never be the same again!!!

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