Summer is finally here! The weather has been consistently over 20 degrees and getting even closer to staying in the 30’s for the rest of the week. Finally got a chance to wear your favorite sundress, get the light breeze blowing around you. Looking cute as you walk through town. Everyonce in a while you take absolute pleasure in ditching the panties and riding the wave of excitement everytime the wind blows. Its a small but simple pleasure, but it is one that you personally enjoy, a nice break from your usually calm and overall boring life.

You feel so good today that you aren't really ready to stay inside. The sun just started to set, it feels like the temperature is dropping just enough outside that you can go on one last light walk for the night. Today was a long day and its time to destress. Along the way you decide to stop for a moment. There doesn’t seem to be anyone around so you think you’ll quickly slip your panties off and throw them in your bag. Making a bit more of a show, secretly hoping maybe someone caught a peep of your over-exaggerated movements. Again its the small things that bring excitement. Feeling good, you continue your walk, throwing on your headphones and trying to enjoy the moment.

In between the beauty, in between the quiet, you continue to get this..uneasy feeling. As if someone has been staring at you this entire time. You search, trying to be inconspicuous but you still can not seem to shake this feeling. You know no one is around, your car was the only one in the parking lot when you reached the trail. You see no one when you panic and just assume that it's getting late so of course you would be nervous. It's natural to be fearful when it gets dark.

Then it hits you. Before you have a moment to react, the pressure on your shoulders. Two large hands, grasping you tightly, enough that your body can't move out of the pure fear from the strength in this grip. Just as your fight or flight reflex kicks in, you realize you're moving... downwards? You're being forced to the ground, it's too late to stop it. The ground is hard and cold. The hands have moved from your shoulders? When did they maneuver to your wrists? You're pinned here, the weight of this person is on you, you want to scream but it takes everything in you to draw air into your lungs. One hand is still holding your wrists when the other finally covers your mouth. He tells you to stay quiet. The quiet peaceful air is shredded by the sound of tearing fabric. You're exposed.

Looking for an ongoing female CNC partner in the Peterborough area. Do not waste my time if not actually in the area / willing to travel or interested in meeting. Scene will be scripted ahead of time, safe words are a must, verification of course before meeting and aftercare will be provided. First message should include "Sundress" so I know you read the whole thing or I am just going to ignore it.

The rest of the scene will provided to those that are serious and interested in meeting.

About me - 5'10, fit, black hair, well trimmed and groomed.