I was fifteen years old. Mom sent me up to a boys and girls camp up in the mountians in western Virginia. Four kids to a cabin, same sex, no problems, right? Wrong.
The girl cabins are right along one of the trails. So I, just playing around had brought a pair of handcuffs up to camp with me. (Yes, I had the keys.) One of the girls when we got to the end of the trail asked who's got something silly that they would like to do? I shouldn't have opened my big mouth. I told them that I had a pair of handcuffs. So one of them told me, "Ahhh, who's going to see you, we're in the middle of the woods." So I volunteered, and just to be daring, I took off all of my clothes. So I was totally naked, handcuffed to a tree, at the end of the trail. I had only my shoes and socks on. Nothing else. I was bare breasted and the girls kept looking down at my vagina, as they were handcuffing me to the tree. Nothing else was going to happen that we had planned. They had handcuffed me to a pine tree, and it was fully grown, so I wasn't going anywhere. They were just going to tickle me all over my body, and that's all that would have happened if we had all had our way.
One of the girls, Crystal, I think, had put all of my clothes in her backpack, which she had only planned on holding on to them for no more than maybe five minutes at the most.
Then along came diaster: one of the girls had seen a brown bear off in the distance through the trees. She paniced and screamed and the other girls followed her down the trail, with the bear chasing them out of my sight.
I now had a very distinct problem of my own: I was handcuffed to a tree in the middle of the woods- naked- with just shoes and socks on- AND there was no one else out there with me! AND even IF I could get free, I still didn't have any clothes! And Crystal had already run down the trail with her backpack on with my clothes in it.
Well, womans natural predator comes walking down the trail. With no camp counselor. It was some of the boys! I was in trouble, and I couldn't do anything about it! Well, it was most unfortunate what happened- while I wasn't raped- none of the boys would go that far- they did start to touch me on my breasts and they were also feeling me up my vagina- and I couldn't do anything about it! I was totally helpless! One of them, Bryan, had told them, "Ok, guys, enough!" And they all seemed to back off of me. Bryan sent one of the boys to go retrieve my clothes from Crystal, who was still hiding in the cabin. The boys had "fingered" me, but they didn't get to "do" anything else. Thank goodness. Bryan was into chains and what not, and happened to have himself a handcuff key on him already, so he unlocked me, took me up in his arms, and carried me like a baby, (literally, I was being held just like a baby in his arms, with my feet and legs wrapped around his body, with my head resting on his left shoulder.) Then he had carried me at least three miles back to the girls' cabin area. Where he dropped me off at my cabin, naked. Thank goodness that none of camp counselors knew about this situation. I have never told anyone about this until now. Today I laugh at it. After all, no one made me take off my clothes- I just didn't expect to happen what happened. Feel free to leave me a comment and tell me what you would have done to me in this situation. It's not a poll, every answer I get will be personal.
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I was 15 when this actually happened. I'm 18 now.
2006-08-16
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