One of the places that I frequently travel to, has a golf course that is a short walk from the hotel that I always stay in. This has been one of my favorite places for "adventures". Slipping into the wood line next to the course, I found a nice spot to change out of my male clothing. Normally, when I slip out at night for a walk or self bondage time, I wear black or other really dark colors to be able to hide a little better in the darkness but this place is very secluded at night with only the moonlight and stars for light. In addition, there are woods every where along the course.
I put a pair of light gray tights and a red leotard. Black 5" ankle strapped, platformed pumps, and a black mini-skirt completed the look. The swish of that skirt was so sexy. I hid my clothing, then taking my kit, headed into the course. I crossed several fairways, and several greens. I loved walking along the cart path in my outfit. Just the sound of my heel softly click along. I found the spot that I wanted, it was one of the tees. The moon lit up this long narrow area surrounded by woods on one side and water on the other perfectly.
It was time to get myself restrained before I could chicken out. I laid out my parachute cords, my ice locks, and tent stakes. This was going to be a spread eagle tie. I quietly put the six stakes into the ground, easily burying them to the hilt using my shoe and some weight. I secured my ankles with very thick velcro bands and secured each to a stake. I then secured the top stakes to the ice locks and added a pair of handcuffs to each eye hook. I pulled a nylon hood over my head. I can see through it but not really well especially at night. Finally, I clicked both handcuffs closed binding my wrists.
I had estimated that my ice locks would take about two hours to melt. Then came a factor that I wasn't counting on. Through the hood, I noticed that it was getting darker. I realized that in my excitement, I had not checked the weather. I had picked a tee rather than a green because most golf courses don't water the tees. The rain started. It was just drops at first but soon it was pelting me. The world lit up through the hood every time that lightning struck and the ground shook with the thunder. This wasn't a springtime shower, this was hard rain.
My arms were completely unprotected and were taking hard pelts. The thin tights were not really doing much to protect my legs. And worse, the drops were hurting my face. I pulled hard on my restraints hoping that I could pull one of the pegs from the ground. It wasn't happening. I had no real sense of time. After what seemed like an eternity, the storm passed and the rain slowed down to a drizzle, finally stopping. I was soaked. From time to time something would tickle my leg or my arm. I thought that it was water. Finally my left ice lock had melted enough that I pulled that arm free. I quickly pulled that wet nylon hood off of me. The right wrist was still secure. I looked down and saw that the tickling was earthworms. There were earthworms crawling on my legs. Just a couple of them but I hate insects. I twisted and moved my legs as much as I could, I had secured Well managing to dislodge them. The other wrist took longer but finally was released. I released my ankles then dug in the bag for the handcuff keys.
I gathered up the ropes, and easily pulled the tent pegs out of the ground. All about leverage and angle. I squished as I walked in my soaked shoes and tights. Lesson learned, check the weather report.