Hunting Trip

[lovetoinstruct]

I watch, as your eyes bulge, your face turning dark red, seeing your eyelids flutter closed.

I loosen my grip, allowing some air and blood to your face. As this happens, you feel two fingers shove into your pussy, scooping up some cum. Gary's face appears over my shoulder. "We should just fucking kill this one, too much trouble. Rob is still all fucked up in there." As he is speaking he reaches down and smears cum onto your face, below your nose so that all you can smell is Rob's cum mixed with yours.

Staring down at you, my face angry, "Where the fuck were you going to go?" I asked you. "How long do you think you are going to last out here, naked and on your own?"

 

[CuteBrat]

I crinkle my nose in disgust as Gary pushes his fingers into me, and rubs the cum onto my face. I realize I am smelling the cum from the man who raped me...only the second man to ever be inside me. I'm sure that number is going to quickly increase.

"We should just fucking kill this one..." THIS ONE... have there been other girls they've pushed into that van....that they've taken here...that they've raped? And...what happened to them? I can feel the panic start to set in.... stay calm, Jessica....stay calm. One thing at a time. Right now you need to create an ally....someone to keep Gary in check...

I look up at you...grateful to be able to breathe. My eyes on yours I quietly say "please don't let him hurt me... I'm sorry I kicked your friend...I'm just so scared...."

And saying that, I can no longer fight the tears....

 

[lovetoinstruct]

I stand, pushing my weight forward on my knees, pushing your shoulders into the ground. Reaching down, I grab your hair, pulling you up from the ground. "Go get Rob, put him in a bed. Find her purse," I say to Gary. I start walking towards the cabin door, you in tow.

"Listen, you are going to get hurt. You really fucking pissed Gary off, and I think you have already figured out what gets him off. What happens to you because of him is your own fucking fault for booting Rob in the face like that."

I can hear your sobs, wondering what Rick will think of your crying...

At the van, Gary and Rick locate your purse. They throw it on top of Rob and heft him up, his large bulk a strain on them as they carry him towards the cabin.

 

[CuteBrat]

I can feel the conflict in my brain even as I'm crying. I need to make an ally...I need to survive....but I can't let them get me in that cabin. The opposing views of what I should do scream loudly at each other in my head, almost drowning out my sobs...

"Listen, you are going to get hurt...". That makes my decision...the panic overwhelms anything else. Must. Get. Away.

I pull my arm free from your grasp and start running. I have no idea where I'm going. Just....away. I have to escape... this can't happen to me....

My own tears obscure my vision.... my heart is pounding....I'm a runner....I'm fast....this may just work.... and for that moment...away from everyone's touch...running like I have since I was a young girl (although I didn't usually run naked)...for that instant I suddenly feel...FREE!!

 

[lovetoinstruct]

Immediately Rick drops his half of Rob and takes off after you. He is surprisingly fast for a man his age, not gaining on you, but not losing you.

I head quickly to the side of the cabin, firing up the dirt bike that we keep under the tarp there. Ripping out in first gear, then in second I aim the bike at your back and accelerate. As I pull up beside you, I kick my foot out, entangling your legs with it, watching with satisfaction as you tumble to the ground. Looking back I see Rick catch you, his knee in your back, his hand holding your head down in the dirt.

He leans over, his hot breath on your ear. "You won't escape...ever."

 

[CuteBrat]

My heast is pounding fast...partly from exertion, partly from terror. I HAVE to get away! Even as I am running as fast as I can...my mind shifts to how erotic this could be in another context. Running naked, full speed, in the middle of no where. I could feel so free if I was here under different circumstances...running naked with the girl from the gas station maybe...

I pull out of my reverie to miss tripping on a big branch. Focus, Jessica, Focus... I look quickly back and see the one they called Rick chasing after me. His face is red with exertion and, despite his longer legs, he's not catching up. These old men may be all powerful when I'm tied up and helpless, but they are no match for me when when I'm loose.

I turn back to focus on my escape. My small tits barely bounce as I run. My track experience fighting through the terror to kick in...my strides long, confident. I am going to makr it out of this. I can only pray there will be a cop patrolling on the road or even a family out for a drive that will find me. Just not guys on their own....I'm not having a lot of faith in the male species at the moment.

My thoughts are interrupted by an odd whirring noise. What the hell is that? I can't even place what it is before the dirtbike is on me and I feel my legs being kicked out from under me. And then everything is slow motion...the grin of the man on the dirtbike as he drives by....the blue before my eyes as my legs fly forward and I am facing the sky....the terrible THUMP as I crash down to the ground....the frantic feeling of not being able to breath as the air is pushed from my lungs...seeing the man who had beeen chasing me enter my peripheral vision, catching up to me as I lay helpless...then his hands grabbing my breasts....his eyes glaring at my face....the ridiculous wheeze of a fat old man who has had to run...

Then I am roughly rolled over, my face pushed into the ground, his knee sharp against my spine. My mind flashes to those horrible hunting photos where the men stand with their foot on the animal they had killed....as if using a rifle to kill an unarmed animal was some sort of accomplishment that they must pose with their catch. I was these men's catch...and this time I truly was caught.

"You won't escape...ever" my hands curl up into little fists...beating uselessly on the ground...as I realise that very easily may be true.

 

[lovetoinstruct]

Applying the brakes, I turn the bike around, coming to a stop with the tire of the bike in front of your face. The sound of the idling engine fills your ears. Ricks puts his hands on your shoulders, pulling his knee down to slide between your legs. Pushing down, he forces your legs apart, his weight on your shoulders as I rev the engine in front of you.

He moves his left hand to the back of your head, holding it in the dirt while he fumbles, pulling out his cock and pushing it against you, the head of his hard cock probing against your naked pussy. He moves his hips, pushing the tip of his cock against your asshole. "You are nothing more than three holes for us to use. Our own little piece of fuck meat!" he yells into your ear, over the bike engine as he pushes his cock against your asshole harder.

 

[CuteBrat]

My breathing is fast and shallow as I fight to catch my breath. I can hear the man pinning me down still wheezing. For I minute I fantasize about his having a heart attack and collapsing on top of me....two down....two to go...

But then I feel his hand fumbling behind me. I have no doubt what he is doing. Yes, I'm his catch and he is going to claim me. I try to prepare myself for the second cock to rape me...just the third to ever be in my pussy. I survived the first rape....I can survive this..... just don't fight back, Jessiva....just go away in your head....

I feel his cock, hard between my legs, and know I was right.... I close my eyes and wait for the inevitable... but then I feel his shift....his cock moving up a bit... I'm confused for a second and then I feel it press against its new target. Nonononononono.....not there....please, God....not there.... I try to send a message with my mind..."i"'ll fuck you....I won't fight....just please....put it in my pussy...."

The spitting whir of the dirtbike is drowning out all sounds until I hear his voice helling in my ear "you are nothing more than three holes for us to use...". I want to yell back "no! I'm Jessica! I'm a college freshman! I have a mom named Debra and a father named Ed and a cat named Spookey and I won a regional spelling bee when I was 9 and I like horses and I've never really partied much and I'm really really really so scared right now..."

But as I feel his cock press against my asshole, I realize he's right and I'm wrong. I'm not any of those things that have always identified me in my mind. Not to these men. I really am just three holes.

I try to brace myself for the pain...

 

[lovetoinstruct]

The tire of the bike is still in front of your face, the engine whirring up and down as I play with the throttle. Each time I rev the engine up, Rick pushes his cock against your virgin asshole. He grinds harder as I open the throttle longer, his cock popping into your tight passage. He pulls back and slams it back in, dry as a bone, fucking your tight hole as he holds your head down, pushing your face into the dirt as he rapes your asshole. You can't hear anything over the sound of the engine, only feel his cock as it slides in and out of you.

He pumps faster, taking his hand off your head and grabbing your hips with both hands as he hammers his cock in and out of you, faster and harder

 

[CuteBrat]

I've never felt pain like this. The cock invading my ass feels like a hot fireplace poker. Surely the thing is ripping me in two...

The roar of the dirtbike drowns out my screams....but I am screaming at the top of my lungs. I can feel thr dry taste of dirt in my mouth as my face is pushed into the ground as I try to beg for mercy.

I've never felt so helpless...my legs pushed apart by this man on my back...his cock ramming hard into my ass. I am sure I am bleeding....I am sure I am ruptured....but still the cock thrusts into me....over and over again.

I feel his hands slide down to my hips, feel myself being pulled back so I'm on my hands and knees...his cock battering harder and faster into my ass. My eyes open and I see the man on the dirtbike laughing as I am brutally ass-raped... his eyes sliding from my sweat-matted hair, to my eyes, red from crying, to my breasts, raw from being ground against the dirt, to the cock thrusting in and out of my ass.

I squeeze my eyes shut as I feel the cock in me grow thicker, the fucking grow harder. When will it ever end?

 

[lovetoinstruct]

Rick fucks you harder, his raw cock hammering your tight asshole. I turn the bike off, taking out the key and putting it in my pocket. Standing over you, I watch as he rapes your tight asshole. As Rick can hear you screaming and sobbing, he starts fucking you harder and faster still, your tits bouncing, covered in dirt, I watch them sway as he fucks you harder and harder. Pushing his cock in deep, his balls pushing against your pussy lips as he unloads a load of hot cum into your tight asshole. I smile down at you

 

[CuteBrat]

A mix of humiliation and relief fills my mind, as I feel the man's cum start to fill my bowels. My mouth is open in one final long agonizing scream as I feel him push his cock as deep in my ass as he can go. My eyes are wide open but sightless as I feel it throb deep in me and start to explode.

My brain tries to wrap itself around the fact that a man I don't know is having an orgasm in my ass. And I'm here, naked, trapped in the woods with four rapists...one of whom I tried to kill.

I collapse back down on the ground as I feel the cock inside me start to soften (thank God!) And slide out of my ass with an audible pop.

 

[lovetoinstruct]

Satisfied, Rick pulls his cock out of your ass, watching his cum ooze out of your hole. I lean over you, grabbing both wrists and wrenching your arms behind your back. You feel cool metal on your skin and hear the clicking of a ratchet as I tighten the cuff to your wrist, reaching for the other and locking it in as well.

Rick moves, placing his foot on the back of your head as I move to your ankles, attaching the shackles to them, smiling.

"Its a good thing I just had those re-keyed and re-plated, so I know you won't be able to get out of them," I say to you, standing over your body, my task complete.

 

[CuteBrat]

The sudden violence of my arms being grabbed and wrenched behind me catches me by surprise. My eyes open wide in alarm. What fresh circle of hell awaits me now? The click of the locks as my hands are cuffed behind my back seems as loud as a gunshot in the stillness of the forest.

And then my face is pushed back down to the ground....I can feel the boot heavy on my skull. And then my legs are shackled too. The chain just long enough to allow my legs to be spread enough to accommodate...well, I knew why the chain was long enough...

And then I was shackled....hand and foor....and I lay there on my stomach, my face in the ground. I could taste the firt in my mouth. And something else. I quickly realized I could taste the coppery taste of fear...

 

[lovetoinstruct]

You hear me rustle around in my pockets, then toss the keys to Rick. "Take the bike back, I'll deal with this," you hear me say.

I lean over, grabbing both chains and heft you up, across my shoulders. "You should have listened slut. Maybe we would have treated you a little better, if you had just accepted your fate. Now, like Rick says, you are just three warm holes for us to use." I start walking, feeling you bounce, knowing that the pressure on your shoulders will make it feel like your arms are being ripped out of their sockets each time you bounce.

You see Rick as I walk past him, sneering at you as he puts his soft cock back in his pants. As I keep walking, you hear the bike start and Rick soon screams past us on the dirt bike, a small trail of dust and dirt following him.

"Tell me your name."

 

[CuteBrat]

I didn't think anything could hurt as much as the brutal ass-raping, but I'm quickly learning how much potential for pain exists in each moment. It feels like my limbs are going to be torn out of their sockets as I'm carried by the chains. I briefly flash to visions of tearing the drumstick off the Thanksgiving turkey. My whole extended family gathered, everyone laughing, optimistic about the future. I never could imagine myself then like I am now...naked, chained, cum leaking out of my asshole, my pussy still sore from my rape earlier. Will I ever be back at that table again?

"...you should have listened slut..." I choke back tears. I want to scream "I'm sorry!!". I want to apologize for fighting back against the men who had kidnapped and raped me. I want to explain I had never been raped before, I wasn't aware of the proper etiquette for such situations. But I just let my head fall back, taking a moment of comfort from the way the trees look all upside down as I'm being carried.

"Tell me your name..." I remember seeing this on TV or in a movie....the importance of connecting with your attacker as a person, not just an object. I crane my neck to meet the gaze of the man carrying me. Sucking up the snot in my nose from my tears I look in his eyes..."jes...jessica....my name is jessica". I can feel my eyes begging him to not be cruel....

 

[lovetoinstruct]

"Jessica. Good. Now, I hope all this fighting bullshit is over and done with. If it were Gary that had chased you and not me, we would be digging a six foot hole right now."

I continue walking, carrying you across my shoulders like a rolled up carpet. "You will soon figure out what each of us likes and give us what we want. You will also soon discover what happens when you don't. We brought you here to service us. You can do so willingly or not, that choice is yours. Just know that we will take what we want, when we want it. Some before you have made it out of your current situation, some have not. Your fate is up to you."

I keep walking, the cabin coming into view, glad I had this chance to try to reason with you. I haven't even had my turn yet, and you almost got yourself fucking killed...

 

[CuteBrat]

I think maybe it was the lack of physical threat, or beating, or rape....the softness in your tone, even with the implied threats...that put me over the end. All I know is that suddenly my entire body was being swept over by sobs....

"Please....please.....don't let them hurt me. Please. I'm so sorry I hurt your friend....I'm sorry I ran....I'm sorry I didn't just do what you wanted. Please....please....I promise I'll be good....I...I'll do what you want... but please don't let them hurt me...."

I found myself pushing my head against your chest....pretending to myself that I could take some comfort in your comparative gentleness....

 

[lovetoinstruct]

"Crying isn't going to solve anything besides making Rick want to fuck that ass again," I say, walking up the steps to the cabin. Entering the open door, I drop you onto the floor in a heaped mess. Gary walks over and kicks you in the ribs hard. "Where did the little wench think she was going?" he asks me, bending over to pull your head up by the hair. His beady eyes bore into yours. "Did you fucking tell her that if she tries that shit again they will never find her?" he spits a little at the end of his sentence, watching it land on your face.

"Yeah, I told her. Grab her keys, you and Rick head into town, grab her car."

"Uhhh" Rob moaned from the couch. "And take Rob with you."

 

[CuteBrat]

I cry out in pain as Gary's boot makes contact with my ribs. Is there a part of my body that these men aren't going to hurt? I reluctantly make eye contact as he lifts my head by my hair....my face clenched in pain. I know he can see the fear in my eyes. I know he knows I can see the deadness in his.

Even as he's threatening me, my eyes move over to you....softly pleading. Ii'll do anything you want, I think to myself, just please protect me from these others....

 

[lovetoinstruct]

Gary lets go of your hair, your head falling to the floor. He stands, shaking Rob from the couch. "Rob, get up, lets go get her fucking car," he says, grabbing your purse from the table. Rob stumbles from the couch, looking at you as he walks by. "You are going to pay when I get back," he says, his voice still thick from being knocked out.

They leave, closing the door behind them, leaving the two of us in the cabin, me sitting at the table, sharpening my large, heavy hunting knife. I look at your body crumpled on the floor. swish...swish the only sounds in the cabin are our breathing and the sound of the knife on the stone.

 

[CuteBrat]

"You are gonna pay when I get back..." I can feel the fear wash over me when Rob speaks....the vague urge to pee running through my system. Things have been bad already, but I have no doubt they are going to get much worse for me when they get back. Unless...

I watch as Gary grabs my purse. MY purse! But I know right now nothing is mine...not my purse, not my body. Even my life is on loan.

::swish:: ::swish:: The sound of you sharpening the knife makes my stomach tie itself into knots. What do I really know about you? The fact that you haven't raped me...yet...hardly makes you an ally. But you're the only one who hasn't yelled at me...hasn't hit me...hasn't sexually assaulted me. "Yet..." my mind bitterly says to myself.

Still, this may be my only chance. If only you would put away that damn knife...

With a groan I force myself off my back, rolling up onto my knees....my hands still cuffed behind my back. I force myself to look at you.....trying to look past the knife....

"Please.....I...I can be good to you... just please don't let them hurt me when they come back...."

 

[lovetoinstruct]

"Please.....I...I can be good to you... just please don't let them hurt me when they come back...."

"And what, exactly, do you think will being good to me entail?" I ask, my eyebrow raised as I continue sharpening the knife.

"This one may be learning fast, or she may be planning another escape," I think. "Be careful..."

 

[CuteBrat]

I want to meet your eye....I want to be bold. But I can feel my face burn red with shame, my eyes drop to the floor. Why the fuck am I the embarassed one, I think bitterly to myself....I'm not the fucking rapist here.

I hate how soft and tentative my voice sounds, even to me. Dammit I AM mousy! "Anyth...." my mouth feels too dry, my tongue too thick to talk. But I HAVE to do this...I HAVE to get this guy on my side, no matter what the price. Or Rob and Gary are going to kill me. I truly feel that in my bones.

"Anything you want. But promise me you will protect me...."

My eyes raise up to yours. I just hope you can't see all the desperation I am feeling.

 

[lovetoinstruct]

"Anything I want? How can I trust you, after you kicked Rob in the head and tried to run into the forest? What if what I want is to watch the fear in your eyes as Gary slides the blade of a knife along your skin, hearing you cry out as Rick sticks his hard cock in your tight asshole again, while Rob alternates between raping your throat and punching your face? Would you do that for me if I promised they wouldn't kill you?" Time to see what kind of slut she really is...