{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"4dc06e0c-662e-4ed1-8465-f467618f0179","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2023-12-06T12:49:04.94Z","title":"Barbed Wire Babe","slug":"barbed-wire-babe","shortId":"fWmscGN6","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"A guy's girlfriend insists on bondage with barbed wire.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"6bf87644-a0fe-4ddd-8655-04b214aa132b","title":null,"summary":"\nBarbed Wire Babe\n\n\n\nMy girlfriend, Beth, is really\ninto bondage and light SM. When I first met her ","wordCount":1497,"readTime":7,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

\nBarbed Wire Babe

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\nMy girlfriend, Beth, is really\ninto bondage and light SM. When I first met her she was happy with\njust being tied to the bed as I fucked her. But, as the last few\nyears have progressed, she has got into wilder and wilder bondage\nscenarios, most of them outside. She gets a thrill from the\npossibility that she might be discovered. I have to act as her\nenabler. Depending on the sort of bondage I put her in, though, I\nmight get the chance to slide my fleshy rod up her. So it’s not\nlike I’m ever going to complain.

\n Beth gets some of her ideas\nfrom stories which she has read. She gets others from videos which\nshe has seen on the internet. I’m not sure where she got her latest\nidea from, though, as it wasn’t from any video which I had seen. \n

\n “Darling,” Beth said,\nas she put her arms around me in bed one night, her 38DD breasts\nrubbing against my left arm, her nipples erect “darling, I want to\nbe tried to a tree with barbed wire.”

\n I listened. I could imagine\nthe metal barbs digging into her milky white flesh. I began to get\nturned on.

\n “I want the wire to be so\ntight that it sinks into my flesh. I want the barbed wire to be\naround my breasts. I want there to be a strand between my legs, drawn\nup tight. Just imagine that, Sean, the barbed wire through my\ncrotch,”

\n I was imagining it. I\nwouldn’t be fucking her in that position. But I would afterwards,\nwhen she was released.

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\nSunday mornings, very early,\nwhen most people were still in bed was one of the best times for\ngoing out if your kink is outdoor bondage. We went out into the woods\nnear my house. It wasn’t quite dawn when we went out. It was still\ncool, despite it being summer. Beth was going to be a little bit\ncold. But that was part of the fun, wasn’t it?

\n We stopped at the edge of a\nglade. The sun was up by then. I got my backpack off my back. I lent\nit next to an oak tree which I thought would serve our purposes. I\ngot out a hammer and some metal items which looked like giant\nstaples. I hammered them into the trunk of the tree at what I hoped\nwould be the right places. I kept a couple spare, just in case. I\nhammered them down until these devices were only around an inch from\nthe cross-pieces touching the bark of the tree. I made sure that they\nwere secure. Yep, they would not be coming out by accident. They\nwould be very useful for tying the barbed wire to.

\n “Okay, get your kit off.”\nI said. Beth began to strip off. As she had only been wearing a long\ndress and shoes it didn’t take long. But what was the point of\ngetting dressed up if she was going to get naked?

\n “Where do you want me?”\nBeth asked. Her voice was husky. Damn, she was already turned on. \n

\n “With your back to the\ntree.” I said. Beth stood with her back to the tree.

\n “Give me your wrists.”\nI put a manacle on each wrist. Beth raised her eyebrows. But I wasn’t\ngoing to put something sharp around her wrists where they might cut a\nvein or an artery. I had no desire to kill my girlfriend.

\n I raised her arms, and\nclipped each wrist to one of the staples I’d hammered into the\ntree. Her arms were fully raised, but Beth didn’t have to stand on\ntiptoes or anything.

\n Then I got out the barbed\nwire. I had discovered that there were different sorts. There were\ndifferent thicknesses. I’d gone for one of the thinner ones, so\nthat I’d be able to bend it around her body.

\n Beth’s breathing\nincreased as I began wrapping barbed wire around the base of her\nbreasts. I made sure that the loops around Beth’s breasts were\ntight. Her breasts were slowly discolouring. They would be taking on\na purplish hue before we were finished. I could see the barbs digging\ninto her breast flesh. There was a single drop of blood where one of\nthe barbs was sticking in.

\n The loops were tight enough\nso that Beth’s breasts would not slip out of the breast bondage. I\nhad a length of wire still free trailing off each breast. I raised\nthose wires and tied them off to the staples set into the tree, the\nstaples to which I had tied the manacles. I tightened the wires so\nthat Beth’s breasts were raised a little.

\n I wasn’t finished with\nBeth’s breasts, though. The bases of her breasts were being\ntormented, but I had to do something about her big, erect nipples.

\n I tied a strand of barbed\nwire around the left loop of barbed wire. I had to use pliers to get\nit to bend so that it could be tied. I hoped that Beth appreciated\nhow much physical effort I was putting into her bondage.

\n I drew it across the centre\nof her breast, and threaded the wire under the loop on the other side\nof her breast. Then, using a lot of my strength, I pulled the wire\ntight. It bisected her breast. I had made sure that one of the barbs\nwas digging into her nipple.

\n Beth moaned in pain. But\nshe didn’t tell me to stop. So I repeated the process with her\nother breast. Her tits looked incredible. I took a couple of pictures\non my mobile phone.

\n I hadn’t completed her\nfantasy, though. I still had to do the strand – or strands –\nbetween her legs. I had given a lot of thought to the endeavour. I\nhad Beth part her legs a bit, so I could put some barbed wire between\nher legs. A strand went through, drawn up to her left and attached to\na staple. Barbs pressed into her left labium. Another strand went\nthrough, drawn up to her right and attached to a different staple.\nThe barbs of that strand pressed into her right labium.

\n Beth was still standing on\nher bare feet. But that was about to change. I put a manacle around\nher left ankle. I raised her left ankle to the side and clipped it to\none of the staples in the tree. Beth was now standing only on her\nright leg. My last manacle went around her right ankle. I pulled up\nher right ankle and clipped it to the remaining staple.

\n Beth squealed because, in\nthat position, her body had fallen down slightly onto the two strands\nof barbed wire between her legs. The position caused the barbs to dig\ninto her soft labia; and for the barbed wire strands to move\nslightly, the left moving to the left, and the right to the right.\nThe strands of barbed wire opened up her cunt, so that I could see\nthe darkness within. If not for the barbed wire I would have fucked\nher just then. I didn’t really fancy lacerating my cock, though.

\n “More.” Beth moaned.\n“Whip me. I want you to whip me.”

\n I wasn’t going to use the\nbarbed wire. I had no desire to maim or mutilate my girlfriend. And I\nhadn’t brought a whip with me. So I looked around for something to\nuse. Not far from the tree there was a clump of nettles. \n

\n I took off my shirt and\nwrapped it around my right hand, as there was no sense in both of us\ngetting stung by the nettles. I pulled up a couple of fresh strands.\nThen I returned to Beth.

\n Her eyes were gleaming. She\nwas really into this.

\n “Do it.” she said.

\n I did it. I thrashed her\nwith the nettles. When I’d broken the first two stems I picked a\ncouple more; and then again. I thrashed her all over her body with\nthe nettles. I could see hundreds of the little nodules erupt where\nthe nettles had worked their urticating poison on her.

\n I went and grabbed a few\nmore fresh nettles. She still hadn’t cum, and I knew that she\nneeded to.

\n I tore of one of the nettle\nleaves, and rubbed it all over her erect, red clit. Beth made odd\nnoises in the back of her throat. But she didn’t scream. She never\nscreamed. She claimed just to really be into bondage, but I knew that\nwhen she was turned on she became a hardcore masochist as well.

\n I stuffed a couple of\nleaves up her. That made her jump. Then I got out her favourite\nvibrator. It had a pretty powerful vibration, and it was guaranteed\nto make her cum.

\n I began pressing the head\nof the vibrator to her pubic mound, above where her clit was. I\nworked it down the outside of her cunt, the vibrator touching the\nbarbed wire. Pleasure and pain at the same time, as the metal barbs\nvibrated. Finally, when I could tell that she was close, by the\nsounds which she was making, I moved the head of the vibrator to her\nclit. That did it. She squirmed as she came, the barbs cutting even\nmore into her cuntlips. Then, when it was over, she just hung there,\nhead down, as though she was half-dead.

\n With some difficulty I got\nthe barbed wire off her. Some of the barbs had almost buried\nthemselves in her labia. She was going to need some TLC (and possibly\nTCP). But, once I released her, that was us done for the day.

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