Chapter 23

While it had been raining during the night, today, it was sweltering inside the forest. And because I struggled to walk in the mud, I quickly noticed my skin getting clammy. Not really sweaty, but just a sheer layer that made me feel every little wind that went through the forest.

Also, in certain areas, it was challenging for me to walk. When I lifted my foot out of the mud, the chain was pulled tied, so when I took a step, I almost immediately touched the dirt again, and then my foot slid forward to reach the solid part underneath the mud. It left my feet covered with a lot of earth.

And then, I noticed something else. I needed to pee. With all the water the guys had made me drink, what would they have expected? Or was this the reason they had made me drink so much water? So they could film me peeing!

I made a sound through my ball gag and stopped walking. Claudia turned around and asked, “What?”

I looked down at my body and made a sound that I hoped sounded like ‘pee.’

Claudia looked at my feet and asked, “Trouble walking?”

I shook ‘no,’ thought about it for a moment, and then pushed my thighs together and moved like when you did when you needed to pee urgently.

Claudia chuckled and said, “Oh, you need to pee.”

I nodded ‘yes’ with my head. I noticed that John was walking towards us.

I looked around and wanted to move to the side of the hiking trail, a little into the forest.

“No, do it here,” Claudia told me.

I opened my eyes wide and shook ‘no.’

Claudia shrugged and said, “Your choice. Or you pee here, or we walk on.” She then turned around and pulled on the leash.

I protested by making a sound that made her turn around again.

“Well, what’s it going to be?” Claudia asked.

I exhaled through my gag and then wanted to squat down to pee.

“No, do it standing up,” Claudia told me. “I don’t want you to fall on your ass in the mud.”

With another deep sigh from me, I spread my feet as far as I could, which wasn’t far, and then let it out. As I expected, my pee didn’t go straight down but slightly to the right, which made me pee against my right leg. I could feel the warm liquid running from my thigh to my feet.

I noticed that John was filming everything while Linda did the same from behind me.

When I was done peeing, Claudia said, “That’s a nice slave. Linda let her drink some extra water.”

I shook ‘no’ with my head. I wasn’t thirsty.

“No, no. You just lost precious fluids; you must drink at least a bottle.” She told me.

Linda came to me, and I saw she had one of those half-litter water bottles in her hand. She removed the gag from my mouth and made me drink the water in one go. Some of it escaped my mouth, and I could feel how it fell on my front and ran down my body. After the bottle was empty, my gag was back in my mouth.

And of we went again. While we walked on, I thought about what had just happened, and I was happy nobody else had been around. It was already bad enough that my friends saw me peeing like this. I looked down at my leg to see if you could notice that I had peed on it. This wasn’t smart because suddenly, some saliva ran out of my mouth and fell on my chest. Seeing this, I noticed my breasts looked somewhat wet from the water and the saliva that had fallen on them.

I lifted my head and tried to suck saliva farther into my mouth, but I could still feel some of it running down my chin. The rest of the trip to my first chain could have been more exciting, but I was still glad when we reached it.

I wondered what would happen when we stood at the tree with the chain. Did I need to undo it? And if so, was I supposed to carry it in my hands. This is going to be very difficult to do, I thought.

But then Claudia surprised me. She undid the chain herself and looked at me with a disconcerting smile.

“With your hands chained to your collar, we thought it would be rather uncomfortable to carry the chains,” she said with a lot of fun. “So, we came up with something to help you.”

She then closed the distance between us, and for a moment, I was expecting her to wrap the chain around my body and fasten it with the padlock. But again, she surprised me because she walked to my back, and then I could feel she was doing something to my butt plug. I heard a click, and suddenly, I felt something tugging on the butt plug.

I turned around and noticed the chain brushing my ass and leg. I looked down, and the chain was lying on the ground, going upward to my back. Oh, no, I thought when I realized that Claudia had attached one end of the chain to my butt plug.

Claudia laughed, saying, “See, you can drag the chains behind you while keeping your hands free.”

I rolled my eyes, but Claudia ignored it. She took the leash back in her hands and said, “Let’s go to the next chain.”

While we started walking, I could feel how the chain attached to my butt plug pulled on it. I could feel it inside my ass, but at the same time, I also noticed the plug was trapped in me and wouldn’t be pulled out by this chain.

While we walked, the extra chain made some noise. I was sure that when more chains were attached to my butt plug, those chains would also be hitting each other and probably make much more noise. Thinking about how people would see this made me somewhat ashamed.

Slowly we walked on, and the closer we came to the part of the flooded forest, the more difficult it was for me to walk. Sometimes I needed to push my feet through the mud because I couldn’t lift my feet high enough. And I also noticed much more water in front of us than yesterday.

We stopped when we reached the waterline, and Claudia looked a little upset.

“We can’t go through here, I think,” Claudia said. “Do you think we can walk around it?”

Claudia looked at John and Linda, but both knew nothing about it. Claudia looked at me, and I just shrugged. Thinking about where the chain was, I wondered if walking around it would be an option because the tree was part of this flooded area.

This time, it was Claudia who sighed. “We will try to walk around it,” she decided.

And so we walked into the forest a little away from the water. I had about an idea where the tree was, so I knew we could at least avoid the deeper parts of the flooded area, but at a certain point, we would need to walk through the water.

The only positive part of walking through the forest was that I could walk a little faster because the ground here was firmer than on the hiking trail. This was probably because this underground was not only sand but also other things, which made it more solid.

When we reached the point that we needed to walk into the water, I stopped. Claudia looked at me, and I nodded in the direction we had to go.

“I think we have no choice,” Claudia said to the others. “We need to go into the water now.”

And so we turned in the direction I hinted my head to and walked to a tree in the distance that I knew had to be the one with the chain attached to it.

This time, the others with me weren’t as lucky, and the water eventually came to our knees, making their rubber boots get water in them.

At the tree, Claudia needed to feel around in the water to find the chain and then unlock it. This chain also ended up attached to my butt plug. Now I had two chains pulling on my ass, but the plug stayed snugly inside.

From this point, Claudia decided to walk away from the tree in the opposite direction I had gone the previous days. This way, we could walk through the forest and end up on the hiking trail I always had skipped in the last few days.

As expected, the chains I dragged behind me made more noise now. And walking in the forest made it even more troubling for me. Sometimes, a chain was caught by something, and I was forcefully stopped by it. Every time this happened, I could feel a hard tug inside my ass. Sometimes, I could pull it loose myself, and sometimes Claudia needed to unhook the chain from whatever had trapped it.

The only positive thing about this was every time the chain pulled on my plug, it gave me a pleasant sensation inside my ass. It surprised me a little that the feeling I received from my ass could also be pleasurable.

Eventually, we reached a hiking trail, and judging by how long we had walked, it should be the one that I suspected we would get to. The path where my third chain is should be somewhere to the left.

The mud here was a bit more solid, but I also noticed a lot of different shoe prints on it. This trail was more popular than those I had chosen to use. And it was quickly acknowledged when we noticed a group of people walking towards us in the distance.

It was four people in total, two men and two women. It looked like they were in their late forties, maybe early fifties. I noticed they had spotted me from afar, and I was surprised that one of the men was getting a DSLR from his bag.