Hunting Trip

I feel the cum splashing hot and thick on my face. I strain against the tape holding my hands together....feeling an almost hysterical need to get this man's seed off of me. I feel so...marked...I think it would have almost been easier to swallow and be done with it.

And then I hear the RRRRRRRIP of my shirt being torn open....the cold air on my chest. And then the burning pain as my nipples are twisted and pulled. For the first time since I've been thrown into the van, I start to scream.....my eyes wide and wild....
 
As you start screaming Rick starts groaning, getting up from his seat. He turns, his hard cock hitting your face. He smears Gary's cum all over your face, over your eyes, across your nose, into your mouth, pumping his cock with his hand as he does, while you scream. "Fucking scream you bitch. No one is ever going to hear it. No one is ever going to find you out here. No one cares about you. We are all that you have, all that you will ever know." He moans deeply, precum dripping from his cock as your voice wails into the interior of the van. Rob pushes the knife into the waist of your pants, cutting. As he pushed the tip past it punctures your skin, drawing blood from your hip, causing you to yelp. At this, Rick starts to shoot his hot salty cum into your open mouth, groaning.
 
It's the first time I've seen the man sitting next to me on the bench...and the first thing I see is his hard cock. Nonono...not another....not already....

And then the knife is cutting into my skin. Oh God....are they going to kill me? Right here? Right now?...

And then the guy who was sitting next to me starts to cum. And I feel the hot thick liquid shoot into my mouth....taste the saltiness... and I know this is going to keep going on and on....
 
Rick looks down, disappointed that you have stopped screaming, pulling his cock away from you. Rob continues cutting your pants off, breathing heavily on your neck as he continues cutting. He violently rips them the rest of the way off, tearing the whole leg. He groans, moving the knife to the other leg, cutting into the waist of your pants again, the knife cutting you again.
 
I can feel my despair grow as I feel my jeans being cut off my body. I know what will happen once they are off me. And then my mind flashes in horror to remember what I'm wearing underneath. I don't want these men to see me in the gstring I'm wearing. I don't want them to make their own assumptions about what it means. I don't want to excite them...to be a party to what I know will happen to me.

I can feel the blood trickling down my legs...feel the first man's cum drying on my face, the second man's in my mouth. I just want to close my eyes and make this all go away....please....just let it all go away.
 
Rob tears your pants off, pulling them from under you to reveal your sexy g-string. "Holly fuck Gary, you were right, she is a regular old fucking slut. Look at them panties!!" Rob stands, fidgeting with the knife in his hand. Slowly, delicately, he traces the tip of the knife over the small triangle of fabric covering your mound, shuddering and moaning as he does. Looking you in the face, he slides them off you, yanking to get them off and staring at you. Slowly, he raises the crotch to his face and sniffs.
 
I close my eyes in shame and humiliation as I feel the last vestiges of my jeans being pulled off me...hear the men start to comment on my g-string. "...she is a regular old fucking slut...". I want to say no...I'm not...I just wore these to work up the guts to talk to the girl at the gas station. I want to explain I've only been with one guy, one time. I want these men to know I'm not "that kind of girl"....for them to apologize for the mistaken identity and drive me home. Maybe buy me an ice cream sundae on the way back. With a cherry on top.

But none of that is going to happen. Yes, I do know exactly what is going to happen to me. I just don't know how rough they will be. I don't know if they will let me live after. I don't know if they will make me bleed. I don't know if they are clean.

But as I feel my panties being slid down my hips, yanked off my legs...as I see the three men in the back of the van, all of their eyes riveted on my now bare, shaved pussy....I absolutely know what is going to happen.

If only I hadn't needed coffee...if only I hadn't stopped to flirt with that girl...if only I hadn't stopped to help with directions...I could be in class right now. Safe. Dressed. Instead of naked on the floor of a van, my hands taped behind my back.

No sobs this time. No energy for that. Instead a single quiet tear runs out of my right eye as I wait for the inevitable....
 
Rob grabs your arms and hefts you up easily, and pulls you onto his lap. Reaching around, he shoves your gsting into your mouth, his hard cock rubbing against your pussy lips. "These are fucking whore underwear. Guess what sweetheart? We ain't paying for shit." Gary lifts you off him and Rob points his cock up with his hand. Gary pushes you down, Rob's cock pushing against your pussy, pushing in painfully. "Whats the matter slut, not turned on yet? These two rewarding you with their hot cum all over your face hasn't turned you on? This one's in need of some training boys."

Gary still has you suspended. Rick turns to face you, slapping your small tits hard. *SLAP* "Why the fuck isn't your cunt wet yet, whore?" *SLAP* He slaps the other one hard, making sure his palm smacks your nipples each time. "I guess she just prefers to get dry fucked. Thats alright though, she'll feel more like a virgin, which this dirty cumdumpster obviously isn't" Gary pushes you down until your ass is sitting on Rob's thighs, his cock pushing into your dry pussy, violating you.
 
My mouth, already dry with fear, is parched like the desert as I feel my panties pushed in. I can feel the tip of one of the men's erection against me. Oh my God....this is really happening! I've known it was going to of course. I've known since the first man asked me if I knew what was going to happen to me. But I'm still in shock....disbelief,,,as I feel the hard cock pushing into me. Rubbing against my tender skin like sandpaper.

Nonono....this kind of thing can't happen to me! It happens to girls in the news....to just about every attractive white girl, if you believe Fox News. But not me!

My eyes search around frantically for escape....for mercy....for help. All I see are cold eyes, feral grins. And I can feel the slaps hard on my breasts.....the scraping of the cock pushing into me....then the pushing down on my shoulders. My eyes go wide as I feel the cock bottom out deep inside me....

Oh my God...I'm being raped!!

And I try to escape back into my mind again...reflecting on the irony that the last man who was inside me broke my heart by immediately going away when he was done. I have no hopes this man will be so kind....
 
Rob grunts, slamming his cock home into you. "This is my pussy slut. You can hold it for me, but its mine. I'm going to use it whenever the fuck I want. I'm going to fuck it, use it as my own personal cumhole." As he whispers these things in your ears he has a hold of your hips and is sliding you up and down on his cock, easily hefting you up and down on his hard cock. "Tell me how much you like my cock in your dirty cunt," he breathes into your ear. "Tell everyone in the van how much you like to fuck my hard cock."
 
I can feel the breath being forced out of my lungs each time my body is pushed dwon on the hard cock. I can feel it throbbing deep inside of me, like some evil invader. I can feel the eyes of the others watching....watching the cock disappearing into my body...watching my face as I'm violated.

"Tell everyone in the van how much you like to fuck my hard cock".... I think that's the precise moment I felt something in me die. It wasn't the moment he first put his cock in me...it was that moment when he made me say I liked it. I wanted to scream no! I wanted to call him a pathetic loser who could only get young pussy by kidnapping it off the street. But I had a lifetime of backing down...of being mousy...of being afraid of the consequences of confrontation.

I closed my eyes as firmly as I could as I very softly lied "I like it...."

I was forever damned.
 
Gary's mouth opened and he punched her in the jaw. "He said to fucking tell all of us you dirty whore!"

He watched as a trickle of blood dribbled from her lip. Rob keeps sliding you on his cock, fucking harder, deeper, faster. "You fucking pissed Gary off again slut. You better ask him to cum for you again, before he gets too upset."
 
For some reason....being punched shocked me more than being raped. I had never been punched before... I had never been raped before either so I don't know why the punch had such an impact. But as I tasted the blood in my mouth I thought to myself "survive Jessica....you have to survive. Nothing else matters..."

I looked up at Gary. I wanted to keep the fear out of my eyes but I'm sure I failed. Even as I felt my body being lifted and dropped on the other man's cock....even as I felt myself being used, being raped...I looked at Gary and said "please Gary....will You cum for me again?"
 
Gary's cock was hard again. "Open your dirty mouth you slut." He groaned, stroking his cock hard and fast in your face. "Tell me why you think you deserve my cum. Why should I cum on your face instead of punching it again, knocking out your fucking teeth?" He said, looking down at you.

I began to slow the van as we were approaching our turn, only glancing at the road momentarily to make sure we weren't going to crash, spending the rest of the time staring at you
 
I can feel the man below me pushing his hips up....thrusting his cock deeper into my pussy while his friend pushes me down onto him. I can feel his cock getting thicker, throbbing inside me. I know that, for the first time in my life, a man is going to cum bareback inside me.

I know I have to do something to alleviate the threat from Gary. I have no doubt that he will knock my teeth out, given the slightest provocation. I know if I don't get out of this alive, its going to be because of him. I have to calm him down...

I work hard at holding his gaze...hiding my revulsion as I say "I promise to suck you good...make you happy...if you just don't hurt me. I...I'll even swallow if you want...."

I can feel the van driver's eyes boring into me...I know it won't be long until he takes his turn with me... It's barely been an hour since I was pushed into the van. I fear my ordeal is closer to the beginning than the end....
 
At the word swallow, Rob pulls you down on his cock, his balls pushing against your pussy lips as you feel his cock swell inside you, groaning as he shoots his first shot of thick, hot cum inside your pussy. "You dirty fucking whore," he moans, "take my hot fucking cum, soak it up with that dirty fucking cunt." You can feel his cum shooting into you, over and over his cock pulses inside you.

When Rob starts to cum, Gary slaps your face. "Tighten that fuckhole up on his cock, and thank him for his cum, slut," he is furiously pumping his cock with his hand now, his cock head swollen and red in your face, precum leaking from the tip.
 
I close my eyes in humiliation and defeat as I feel the hot cum spew into me... Please God...don't let me get pregnant, I think to myself. Then I realize I don't even know if I'm going to be alive at the end of this..

I can feeling the cock in me pulsing like a living thing inside my body...shooting gob after gob of cum deep into my body. My God....this guy had an ORGASM inside me....he got pleasure from fucking my unwilling body!!

And then the slap....and Gary yelling at me again. I see the crazy look in his eyes as he beats me with one hands and strokes his cock with the other. I don't think I have ever hated anyone as much as him. Even this man who just came inside me....I don't hate him as much as this man who clearly is crazy. And I don't fear him as much as Gary either.

I can't cross him....I can't give him any excuse to get rougher. I know what to say.... I turn my head toward the man I am riding....the man whose cock is starting to soften inside me. "Thank you for your cum..."
 
"Oh yes, you are learning slut. You are a good learner, aren't you?" Gary moans, his cock getting harder. "Look back at me, and ask me for my cum, slut. This is the last time I'm going to tell you. From here on in, you are going to look me in the eye and beg me for my cum, like the dirty cumdumpster you are," he says to you. I slow the van, coming to a stop in front of our destination. "Gary, pop that off, lets get her inside," are the first words I say since we abducted you.

"You better look him in the eye when you ask, I don't want him to fuck up that pretty face or yours anymore," I say, turning in my seat to look at you.
 
"...let's get her inside...". That's my chance....I can feel my heart start to pump faster. They took me by surprise when they pushed me into this van...but maybe...just maybe...I can surprise them when they try to move me out. I know its not much of a chance...I don't know where I am...I'm naked, and my hands are taped behind my back...but it may be the only chance I have.

But they have to think I'm totally broken...they have to be relaxed. If I can play Gary, maybe everyone will let their guard down. What the hell...I've already sucked his cock once...I can still feel his cum soiling my face. What's one more time? And its not like I'm not going to have to anyway...

I take a deep breath and meet Gary's eyes.... "please....may I have your cum?"
 
Gary groans, as soon as you say please the first shot of thick while cum shoots from his cock, landing on your nose. "Oh shit, you are a dirty slut. Open that fucking mouth," he moans, moving the spurting head of his cock to your lips, his hot cum landing on your tongue. As Gary is spurting his cum onto your tongue, I put the van in park and get out. Standing outside the van, I take a breath, relaxing. The hard part is over, now it is time for the fun to begin.

I stand, waiting for Rob to open the door.

Inside, Gary has finished cumming, putting his cock back in his pants he spits on to your face. "Worthless whore," is all he says. Rob's limp cock slips from your pussy, his cum dripping from you onto his limp cock.

He picks you up, dropping you to the floor of the van as he pulls up his pants. "Time to check out your new home, slut," he says, bending to pick you up again, grabbing your ankles first.
 
I can feel Gary's cum...hot, thick, salty...on my tongue as his cock explodes. As the man under me pulls away, I can feel his cum start to leak out of my painfully sore pussy. It feels like such a relief to not have something inside me, brutalizing my most tender of places.

Focus Jessica....focus.... I can see the man who just raped me move to pick me up... it's now or never.... I can feel my heart pounding as he bends down.... I put all my energy into my kick. I hear an incredibly satisfying loud *CRACK* as my foot connects with his face. Damn....that hurt my FOOT...I can only imagine how it felt for him...

I scramble to my feet....feeling the tape holding my hands start to split. I've been working it throughout my ordeal...knowing everyone was too focused on my rapes to notice anything behind my back.

The tape finally gives out and my hands are free... I crouch there....eyes lookinng around wildly. Alright, fuckers....you want a fight?? Bring it on!!
 
As you kick Rob in the head, he slumps over, dropping his knife. Gary grabs the knife quickly, his eyes wild, staring at, his cum dripping down your face. Rick and Gary both stand, each of them in a corner of the van. "Fuck," I mutter, quickly putting the van in park, ripping the keys out of the ignition and hopping out of the van. I stand behind the sliding door, unable to see what's going on. "Gary! Get her the fuck out her man, and don't fucking kill her!" I yell at the door, my voice echoing off the mountains.

Inside the van Gary stares you down. "Bad fucking things are going to happen to you bitch. You can either lay down on the floor, or I will cut you. I will cut you, you aren't going to die, you are just going to bleed, and hurt, until we are done with you."

Rob lays on the floor, unconscious, breathing shallowly.
 
I crouch there....feeling the metal side of the van cold against my naked back. I can see the knife gleam in Gary's hand. I meet his gaze and see the anger and emptiness behind his eyes. I can still feel his cum on my face, taste it in my mouth. But I know his cumming twice hasn't created any warm feelings toward me.

"...either lay down or I'm going to cut you...". Looking in Gary's eyes I have no doubt that is true. I try to will myself to calm down...to access this situation rationally. I'm naked. I'm still outnumbered three to one...each of the men much larger than my 100 pound self. The van doors still aren't open...and there is a man waiting on the other side of them.

I can see the craziness in Gary's eyes. God how I hate this man. I can see his hand gesturing with the knife and I suddenly know he WANTS me to fight back...he WANTS the excuse to cut me, to see me bleed, to hear me scream.

I choke back a sob as I slowly lower myself onto the floor of the van....on my back. My eyes glued on Gary's... spreading my legs...hoping this obvious offer will somehow spare me from repercussions for kicking the man who had raped me.

"Bad fucking things are going to happen to you, bitch..." I have no doubt that is true....
 
"Go!" Rick yells from inside the van, as Gary takes one step towards you. Quickly, I slide the door open and see you laying your head toward me, your legs open. I grab a fistfull of hair and yank you out, dragging you out of the van by your head, you body falling onto the grass covered ground. As you land on your back I place my knees on your shoulders, one hand snaking around your throat. Placing my face next to yours, my nose an inch from yours, "Listen, you are lucky that Gary didn't get a hold of you. You would be useless to us now if he did, and we would have to bury you somewhere out here." My hot breath on your face, the smell of the spearmint gum I'm chewing in your face. My hand tightens around your neck, watching the redness creep into your face.
 
I scream in pain and shock as you drag me out of the van by my hair. The fall to the ground takes my breath away. The grass feels cool and damp against my skin. How often have I lay on grass as a child, savoring the wet coolness against my skin. But not like this....

Your words about burying me here terrify me. No one would know what happened to me. I can imagine my mom...her worry becoming more frantic with each passing day. How long would it take people to forget me? Would the girl in the gas station even wonder where I went?

No, I have to stay alive. No matter the price...

I can feel your grip tightten around my neck. I can feel my body fighting for oxygen....I can hear the buzzing in my ears growing louder as I struggle to not pass out....I can see the sky start to darken as my eyes begin to close...

I'm naked, on my back, dried cum on my face, more cum leaking out of my pussy, being strangled by a man much older and bigger than me. I have to survive...I have to....

I look up at you, meeting your eyes as you strangle me. Unable to actually speak, I just mouth the word silently...

"Please....."
 
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