Belle Amelie & Tilly McReese – Camp Counselor: Bound and Nursed

It was my first night watching the campers by myself, and it was already going terribly.
Adult campers shouldn’t be hard to keep track of, but somehow every single one of them had vanished. Either I’d completely lost control of the situation… or they were playing some elaborate game of hide and seek and forgot to tell me I was it. I checked cabins, hallways, and finally the game room, calling out, trying to sound confident even though my nerves were shot.
I never heard the intruder come up behind me.
One second I was searching, the next my eyes were covered and my heart jumped straight into my throat. When I could see again, I was strapped down on a table—ankles, thighs, arms, chest—all tightly bound with electrical tape. I struggled and called out, my voice echoing uselessly around the room.
That didn’t last long.
Apparently I was getting too loud, because the campers decided to silence me, wrapping electrical tape over my mouth to match the rest of the restraints. I could only squirm and breathe, helpless and overwhelmed, wondering how my first night had spiraled so far out of control.
Then she arrived.
The Camp Head Mistress.
Her presence made everything click into place. This wasn’t a mistake—this was a lesson. She made it clear she planned to punish me, break me in, and submit her new, overly confident counselor in a way I’d never forget. I hadn’t realized how badly I wanted her approval… or her… until that moment.
By the time her punishment began, I wasn’t complaining.
Especially not with my mouth full of her mouthwatering breasts.