Anne
Christopher Mohr / Orion's Stories © 2004

           "Come on" Anne grumbled to herself, "Let's go out to the country and shoot some video for the web site". Daryl knew a place with great scenery where they could get some wonderful outdoor footage. "It'll be fun" she repeated. "Why did I listen to him"?

          It all started off well enough. Daryl parked the van in the corner of the empty parking area next to the trail head. It was early yet but already the hot sun beat down warming the air.

        Anne hopped out and waited beside the van for Daryl. "What are you waiting for" he asked, "out of your clothes girl". She smiles at him shyly as Anne slipped the t-shirt over her head. "Hurry up he urged, before someone else pulls in and see's you".

        Her shorts came next landing in the van with her shirt. Anne had left her shoes inside in anticipation of his orders. She had also dressed without bothering with the extras. No bra or panties in this photo set. Anne enjoyed nudity almost as much as she liked bondage. Both together out in the forrest was a dream come true.

            She heald her dark brown hair up so Daryl could place the collar around her neck. Then he took out the handcuffs and pulled Anne's hands behind her back. A chain leash was attached to the collar and Daryl put on a back pack with the camera, bondage gear, and food.

        Without a word he turned away and walked to the path. Anne waited for the leash to pull out before following. The path was a well worn with few obstacles to punish her bare feet. Daryl turned occasionally to shoot a picture or two.

      "This should work for the captured slave girl groupie's" he said. Anne tried to look the part by playfully fighting the leash and cuffs. "Oh yea, that's a good one" he said when Anne bit the chain defiantly.

After about a mile they reached an opening in the trees. A leafy canopy covered the open space with a scenic opening to one side. A rock ledge jutted out from the hill side showing a wonderful panoramic view of the valley beyond.

"Your right, this place is beautiful" Anne said in awe as she was led out onto the rock ledge. The rocky surface descended in a series of natural steps and came to a point well above the tree line. Daryl took out a steel tent stake and pounded it into a crack in the rocks. It would take dynamite to remove it now she thought. Then he locked the end of the chain to the stake.

"There you go" He said, "now your the chained slave girl. Just relax while I set the cameras up".

Anne did just that as she experimented with different poses within the limited reach of the leash. Daryl set up two video cameras. One up slope to show Anne and the landscape. The other just to the side for a forest background. He took out the keys and hung them from the tripod to show that he did not leave them in the van. Daryl had done that in the past just to make her walk back in bondage.

Returning to her side Daryl took out a leather harness gag, pressing the ball in and buckling it tightly around her head. Then backing out of the cameras view he activated them remotely.

Anne went into action struggling against the chains holding her naked body. She squealed in frustration at having her hands cuffed behind her back uselessly. The leash heald her short of the cameras and the edge of the ledge. Finally admitting defeat she knelt quietly on the hard rocks facing the wonder view.

Daryl circled her with a still camera snapping pictures to support the video being shot. He moved across the out cropping shooting as he moved. "Beautiful one Anne" he said clicking another shot.

"MMmmmmuuuuuuuppphhh......." Anne squealed frantically as he stepped near the edge.

"What a look of fear in your eyes" Daryl said, "Great, keep it up"

Anne struggled to her feet surging to the limit of her chain screaming around the tight gag.

"Oh yea" Daryl said, "That's the image we...... yeaaaaaa" Daryl yelled as his arms swung wildly trying to grab something.

Anne dropped to her knees as he toppled over the edge falling out of sight. Her own muffled screaming over shadowing his.

The chained girl was in shock. "No, that didn't happen" she thought. But it was true. She was naked and helpless, far from any hope of rescue and her only source of freedom had just fallen from the cliff. "Damn, damn, damn.........

Anne moved to the stake that anchored her to the rock. She pulled as hard as she could but the stake would not budge. The chains were well made and the hand cuffs were escape proof. She wouldn't have had it any other way. What good is bondage if you can free yourself?

Frantically she looked around for something, or someone. Only the cameras stood silent witness to the tragedy. They would show what happed when someone finally came along to find her naked body laying dead from exposure.

"Cameras,.......cameras,........ What was it about the cameras?" Slowly the dark haired girl looked up barely daring to hope.

"THE KEYS !!!!"
Right there on the tripod where Daryl had placed them. "Now if only I can get to them" she thought. The leash stopped her short as she knew it would. Anne then lay down in the hard rocky surface and inched out feet first. The chain pulled up taught leaving the leg of the tripod just an inch beyond her toes.

"Noooooo.............." she cried, kicking frantically, trying to grow that last inch. The collar choked her forcing Anne to stop struggling. Surrendering to the helplessness of her situation she crawled to the stake and curled up to cry.

Anne had no idea how long she lay there but when she opened her eyes the sun was still high in the sky. She was still helpless and alone. Only Daryl knew she was here and he was who knows how far down the mountain.

Anyone could come along and find her here. They can do anything and she was helpless to prevent it. Or by using the keys they can take her anywhere they want.

Are there bears out here she wondered? Or some other wild animals?

"Come on" Anne grumbled to herself, "Let's go out to the country and shoot some video for the web site". "I deserve what I get" she thought. "Stupid... Stupid... Stupid!"

"This should be your best video yet" a voice said from behind her.

Anne twisted around rolling over her cuffed wrists. In disbelief she saw Daryl standing by a tree. He had a huge smile on his face and a digital camera in his hand.

"I got some of the most amazing pictures of you from back here" he said. Still not believing her eyes Anne watched as he walked over and retrieved the keys. Curiously she cocked her head and hummed through the gag.

Daryl laughed, "There's another ledge below this one" he explained. "you should have seen the look on your face".

"Son of a bitch" Anne growled, "He's fucking with me".

Seeing the anger in her green eyes Daryl decided to put the video equipment away before freeing her. He took off the ankle chains and leash but decided to leave the handcuffs and gag in place.

They made it to the van without incident and Daryl opened the door for her. Anne climbed into the rear compartment, her hands stull cuffed behind her back. She growled as he made her lay on the carpeted floor. He then used the ankle chains to hogtie her securely.

A few pictures later and they were driving home. "With any luck her bondage adventure was not over but just warming up" Anne thought, "And if he knows whats good for him he'll keep me chained all night, and that's not all he'll do either".

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