He'd wonder why a woman was tied naked to a bed in the dorm and think that maybe she wanted it, that she'd like him to fuck her, maybe thinking she ha... some kind of bondage fetish.Lauren pulled harder at the ropes encircling her wrists and ankles. The thought of some strange man using her body for his pleasure and not even knowing who she was, made her heart race. At that moment Lauren felt herself getting wet, she was shocked at herself. It had to be the stress of the situation, it couldn't be. Quickly I get ready. While in the shower I start wondering why Master is taking me this time. Is it a special day? I thought the parties were for Master’s only. What does my Master have up his sleeves? I pushed those thoughts out my head and started to get dress. Thirty minutes later I stand in front of Master ready for inspection. I’m wearing 5" stiletto heels, black stockings with garter belt, lacy black panties, a short black skirt which just skimmed my buttocks, a lacy. I would have to walk home like this with just my flashlight.A cold wind blew across my back, and the thin Spandex uniform did nothing to stop it from cutting to my bones. If I didn't want to freeze to death, I'd have to get moving. I stood up and brushed the hard dirt from the front of my uniform and my pantyhosed legs.The highway ran several hundred yards to my left. I wanted to avoid that so that passing cars wouldn't spot me, so I'd have to travel by foot across the dark fields. The chill. It was sort of odd to be walking like that, naked and all wet. But being naked, it didn’t really matter. We continued our hike back to the lake. When we reached the lake’s far side, I decided to go in for my swim, rather than clean up at the beach. The edge was rocky and the water carpeted by lily pads, the odd yellow lily flower dotting the expanse of floating green leaves. When I climbed carefully over the rocks, I found the water only a few feet deep, and it was mucky on the bottom. I could.