I was lying in the hammock when you disturbed my sleep. It wasn't really your fault considering you were tied to the hammock below me, our backs seperated by a web of rope. Tranquility had reigned throughout the lazy afternoon until your squirms and mewing ruined the peace. Again, the vibrating egg should take the blame but you make a great scapegoat. Plus, you always enjoy my punishments.

I had to stable you after planting you on your feet and you stood quietly, not questioning the change in position even when I removed the gag. Only when I removed the toy did you make a grunt of protest. Yet, you remained silent and kept your hands still besides you. Your intuition of an incoming punishment never ceases to amaze me or perhaps you don't want to appear too eager. Then again your soppy panties already gave you away.

I tugged at the waistband of the lone fabric on your otherwise naked body, driving it snug against you, eliciting a soft gasp. Satisfied, I bring your hands behind you, bending your elbows, securing each wrist to the other arm high above your back. Leaving you standing blindfolded and bound, I begin to disassemble the hammock, watching your legs part occasionally in response to a breeze. Gingerly, I guide you towards the tree that held us moments earlier, the grass soft beneath our feet. Facing you towards the other tree, I secured a rope to your bound arms and proceeded to thread it through the ring where the hammock originally hung. Taking the other end, I adjust it between your legs so that it barely grazes your crotch and tied it off to the other ring.

Before I could speak, you took a generous step forward before the realization of the predictament halted you. Everytime you take a step, your bound arms would drag the rope with you, shortening the length of rope between the trees, in effect, tightening and pressing the rope deeper against your crotch. Like a statue, you stood, patiently waiting for me to speak.

"I see you have discovered the dilemna yourself." I continued, "I have made a bowline knot at the other end so you can easily untie yourself which is why I have left you ungagged. Enjoy. And for good luck..." I leaned over and gave you a passionate kiss before abruptly withdrawing.