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i Had This Dream.....i'm laying in the middle of an open field, it's mid summer (pun intended) lol.The air was humid and it felt as though, i was in some Southern region. The wind, that softly kissed the ever forming, small beads of sweat glistening all over my body carried a hint of honeysuckle.The bed bed of clovers i lay upon felt like thousands of tiny fingers probingevery hidden crease, and totally exposed orifice i have. The neighbor, who i letborrow my car had dropped me off, and was long gone. i lay there in the warmthof the sun and joined my fingers with the tiny legions tickling and touching mymost intimate areas. Following an urge to be a bit pervy, a creamy white analplug was dangling from my thigh on a black lace garter. The tattoo no one knew of shown proudly on the clean shaven surface of my left upper, inner thigh, nextto my clitty was healed and radiant. It read simply.... "your slave".Suddenly, i heard noises, and knew instantly i was likely about to be found.i could fethiye escort hear laughing, as well as stumbling, or misplaced footsteps approaching.Normally i'd have been flooded with panic, and scrambling to find my clothing...Not today. Today, i would release the frustrated creature so mercilessly lockedaway for so long, in the furthest corners of my mind. i shifted onto my side, so as to profile the curves of my hips, as the sun cascaded it's flowing glow across my naked, almond/cocoa cheeks. Whether a single wanderer, or a group of sex starved, bikers, they would havea full and unrestricted view of the submissive offering left,obviously, for their entertainment and amusement. Admittedly, i was a bit nervous, and yearned to slither away, but i forced myself to not only remain there, but to roll myminimal clothing into a ball and hurl it further than i possibly run and recoverbefore being discovered!The footsteps ceased at the distant, splashing sound of my clothing, landingperfectly escort fethiye a the fast flowing stream nearby. *Sigh* Not a word was spoken by either party. Seconds seemed like hours and then, the stepsCautiously the approach continued. Then, 12-13 paces away, a whispering voice...I think somebody is out here?! Alone, unprotected, and wearing little more than sunshine, i suddenly felt compelled to roll onto my stomach. Pressing my upperbody to the ground, i raised my ass until the angle was a bit painful. i spreadmy thighs as far as the angle would allow. i heard a faint suction noise as the angle of my arch and the elevation of my hips caused my anus to gape a bit.Suddenly, i heard a rush of other feet rallying to the earlier alert that therewas "somebody out here". i could clearly discern 5 different male voices inthe area near the first noise, and 3 more to my immediate right. On the left iheard the rattle of bottles ( i presumed beer) in a big bag with ice.i could fethiye escort bayan actually feel my tiny testes quivering with a mixture of fright and anticipation. "Fuck this! I gotta take a leak!" a burly voice barked. Next wasthe sound of a heavyset body barreling directly towards me. i began to detectthe scent of alcohol and Mary-Jane wafting ahead of him. For a millisecond, iconsidered all the mercilessly, perverted acts this crew of drunken men couldcommit against my slender, effeminate frame. They could cart me off to who knowswhere, and keep me indefinitely for their twisted pleasure, and all i couldconceivably do would be to try and keep my teeth away from the Blow Jobs i'd beproviding, until my jaws gave out! A wave of release washed over me and....i closed my eyes, spread my ass as wide as i could,