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This is one of my first tries at writing. Please let me know your thoughts.
KATIE IN THE WOODS (MMMMMMMMMMM/f,nc,bd,tort,kidnapping,rape then
F/M,torture,snuff?)
CHAPTER ONE
I cry some more. It's hard to believe that just 14 hours ago, I was a normal
free girl, going to the mall with my friends, eating dinner. It was walking
to my father's car after leaving my friends that you got me and pulled me
into a waiting van. I had pleaded and begged but you hit me hard, telling me
to shut up or die. I shut up and you ripped my clothes off, telling me that
I would never wear clothes again.
You tied me into a hogtie and connected that to the back of the passanger
seat. My body slid around the back of the van, scraping my poor little tits.
I had no idea what was going to happen but prayed for a miracle. None came.
I felt the van stop and heard the door open and you get out. The sliding
door to the back where I was flew open and I felt your hands on me, undoing
the hogtie so my feet were free. You pulled me out of the van and I could
barely get my bare feet on the ground before you were pulling me along the
cold hard concrete garage floor. Into a house, where the tile was warmer and
down hard cold concrete (again!) steps into a bare unfinished basement,
where there was just a plain wooden chair and a bright bulb hanging from a
swinging socket.
You threw me into the chair and quickly tied my hands behind it and my feet
spread apart and pulled back so that the rope on my wrists and ankles met. I
could tell my pussy was on display but had no way of hiding it.
I try and see around the basement but the light is too bright. I do barely
see your form and what looks to be a video camera. Oh God, I thought, a
videotape.
"Okay cunt, this is very simple. I am going to ask you a few questions and
you will answer me. If you fail to answer truthfully or refuse to answer any
question, you will be punished. Do you understand?"
I nod, afraid of you, of your threat to kill me. I hope that you will let me
go after having some fun with me. I pray that is the case.
"First, what is your name?"
"Katie," I answer.
"Good, how old are you?"
"17."
"Still in high school huh? Where do you go and what year are you?
"St. Mark's. I am a senior."
The questions seem easy enough. Maybe nothing will happen further. Maybe it
is a prank or something, a sick, perverted prank but a prank.
"Are you a virgin?"
My eyes get big and I hesitate. "Katie, don't make me hurt you more than I
already will. Punishments will be absolutely no fun for you. Are you a
virgin?"
I shake my head. "SPEAK KATIE!"
"No."
"NO WHAT CUNT!"
"No, I am not a virgin."
"Oh, the good Catholic school girl has let a boy into her little temple huh?
How many boys?"
"Just one."
"One huh. How many times?"
"Three."
"Three times. Always in your cunt?"
I shake my head again. "No, once in my mouth too."
"Ahh, so you have given oral sex. Just to that same one boy?"
I nod. "Yes."
"What is his name, this boyfriend of yours?"
"Kyle."
"Oh so sweet, Kyle and Katie. What would Kyle think of seeing you naked like
this, pouring your life out for the camera? Telling me about your sex
together. Maybe I'll send him a tape, the same one your mother and father
will get."
I begin to sob, knowing how hopeless this is. I jerk my arms and legs,
trying to get free but all that does is scrape my ankles and wrists.
"Now, Katie, tell me about your family. Only child?"
I shake my head.
"Well, how many brothers and sisters then?"
"Five sisters."
"WOW, five sisters. Older, younger?"
"Two older, three younger."
"Hmmm...well, just so you know, if you ever displease me, I will go and get
your three younger sisters and make them my fuck slaves as well. I have your
wallet with your address and phone number in there as well as some cute
pictures. They all look good to me!"
I sob harder, "please don't grab my sisters. Please, I'll be good."
"Good cunt. Here's the deal. You now belong to me. Your body and mind belong
to me. I will use you for what God intended girls to be used for...their
cunts, ass and mouth. I will fuck you often, I will torture you more often
and you will hardly ever have a time when you are not in pain or being
fucked. Do you understand?"
I wailed as his words hit me. My life was gone...no more proms, no more
soccer, no more long walks with Kyle, no more family dinners or shopping
trips to the mall. My life was now one of pain and rape. I couldn't even
comprehend it.
He took what looked to be a car battery and rolled it over in front of me.
He took two huge clamps that looked like jumper cables and took them in his
hands. "Cunt, for a real woman with nice breasts, this would hurt. But I
don't think your little tits will even notice."
With that he took the clamps and closed them over my nipples, getting a big
chunk of skin with it. I screamed as the pain hit me as my super sensitive
nipples shouted out to my brain.
"PLEASE PLEASE NOOOO!!! TAKE THEM OFFFFF AAAHHHH!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
I shook the upper part of my body to try and dislodge it but was only
successful in causing more pain.
"Okay cunt, give me your measurements."
I saw him flip a switch and my whole body froze as the current zipped
through my body!!!
"OOWWWW!!!! OH GODDD !!!!! OWWWW!!!!! ###33333222222AAAAAA, 222222227777,
OWWWWWWWW OH MY GODDDDD!!!!! 333300000000!!!!"
He switched off the current, "cunt, that took a while. If your answer had
been quicker you would have had less pain. Not no pain, but you will see
that the better you respond the less pain you may receive. Understand."
He flipped the switch as I answered, "yyyessssss OWWWWWWWWW"
It felt like my nipples were on fire. I could not imagine being in such
pain. I cried and begged for release.
"Now cunt, I want you to describe your first fuck with Kyle."
SWITCH!
"OWWWWWW HOLY SHITTTT NOOOO!O!!!!! ITTTT WASsdd affgtterr my junion rr rrr
prrrommm!!!! OWWWW!!! SHUTTT ITTTT OFFFFF!!!!
"Not quite done yet cunt," you say, turning up the voltage.
"FFFFFFFFFFFFF AAATTT ttthe parrrteee atfffttterr the prormmmm, wwwweee
OWWWWWWW NOOOO!!!!! Wwwweeenntntttt into a bedroom aaanddd ddddid ittttt!!!"
You shut the current off and I slump in the chair. I can smell the burning
skin from my breasts as the smoke reaches my nose. I want to vomit at the
smell of my burning breasts but just cry instead.
"Cunt, I'm going to make this easier. As long as I think you are telling the
truth and answering quickly, the current stays off. If not, I will continue
to up the voltage until all that is left is ashes instead of tits. Got it?"
I nod, knowing that my answers will be true and fast to avoid that current
again.
"Now, tell me more about your first fuck with KYLE!"
"We went into the bedroom and he and I kissed. Then he laid me down and
pulled my dress off. We kissed some more, me in my bra and panties and him
in his clothes. Then he started touching me all over and then right on my
vagina...AHHHHH OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! NOOOO!!!!! WHHHAAAATTTTT!!!!"
"Katie, I flipped the switch because I did not like the word you used,
vagina? No, that part of your body is your cunt. Ladies have vaginas. You
have a cunt. Got it?"
"Yes sir, cunt. He touched my cunt."
"Let me explain your body to you," you say, bringing a pointer out with you
as you come into the light.
You point to my mouth, "this is your mouth cunt. Say it."
"This is my mouth cunt," I say, my face burning with shame.
"Good cunt. Now these are your tits. Say that for me."
"These are my tits."
"Wonderful, your legs are very nice, you say, running the pointer up and
down my inner thighs, "they almost make up for your pathetic tits. They are
really small. When I took you, I thought you were like 13 or 14."
The tears continue to flow as he insults me and humiliates me with his
pointer.
"Now, continue with your first fuck. When you gave your precious virginity
to Kyle."
"Uh, he touched my cunt through my panties and then he removed them. My va,
I mean cunt, was getting wetter. I could see that his penis, OWWWWWWW,
IIIIII mmmmeannnnn hhhhhissss ccccoccccckkk, hhisss cccoccckkk@@@ wwaaassss
geetttginnnngg harrrddd!!!!""
You flipped the switch off again, grinning.
"So, I reached over and unzipped his pants and let his pe, cocck out. I
guided it to my vag, cunt, and let him push inside."
"Did it hurt you cunt?"
"A little, and there was some blood, but not much. He entered me and came
inside of me within a few seconds. Then he collapsed on me and his cock fell
out of me and we were done."
"No orgasm cunt?"
"No orgasm, no," I said, my face bright red at the memory and the
humiliation.
"Well, sounds like Kyle is less than a ladies' man," you say laughing.
"Shame, he only got to enjoy fucking you a couple of times. He never got the
chance to experience the Katie that I will."
"Have you ever had a cock up your ass?"
"No, never," I say emphatically.
"Why not cunt?"
"Because it would hurt. I think it's disgusting," I say, trying to sound a
little defiant.
"Oh it does hurt girls. The ass is really not made for that. But it feels so
nice to have a nice big thick cock in a tight ass that men like me love it.
You will learn to hate it I'm sure but you will experience it...more than you
could ever want!"
"FUCK YOU!!! LET ME GGGOOO!!! AHHH OWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!"
This is it. I've gone to far and you are going to kill me. The current is
shooting through me, causing my body to convulse. All I can feel is the
sharp pain coursing through me. Finally, you stop but I can't stop
screaming.
"Scream away, the walls are thick and soundproof. Plus, my neighbors enjoy
fucking young girls as much as I do. You might save me a phone call!"
I stop screaming but struggle to calm down.
"By the way, that was medium strength. Now, it's time for me to fuck you."
"No, please no. Don't rape me. Please, I won't tell anyone what you've done
to me. Please, just untie me and let me go. I won't say a word."
"My sweet little Katie, begging is useless. I am never letting you go. You
are mine and will die mine. Understand, there is no escape and there is no
mercy."
AHHHHH!!!!!!!! The current rips through me like a knife. I scream and thrash
and then pass out, my body continuing to ripple but my mind blank and gone.
CHAPTER TWO
I felt the ice cold water against my body and screamed, opening my eyes and
seeing an odd sight. It was my slit, inches from my face, the first thing I
saw.
I felt strain and pain in my arms and legs as I realized I was hanging
doubled over, my ankles and wrists tied to the same beam in the ceiling.
I looked over my slit and saw you standing there, the bucket in your hand.
"Well, the cunt is now awake. You went out on me and that is why I had to
hang you so painfully. You will realize that I don't do disappointment very
well."
"Please no more, please I beg you. Please I'm just a girl, I can't take much
more."
"Cunt, cunt, cunt. You will realize that cunt's bodies are much easier to
bounce back than men's and can take an awful lot of abuse. After all, they
are made to breed. You will be shocked at how much abuse you will be able to
take and still live. You will hurt and you will suffer and you will probably
wish you were dad, but you will live."
I realized as you get closer that you are naked. For the first time, I look
at your cock and I am filled with fear and loathing. You are monstrous,
almost as big as my forearm. I shiver when I realized that your thing would
be stretching me to inhuman proportion.
You notice me staring fearfully at your cock and laugh.
"Now you see why I have to kidnap cunts for my use. What girl in her right
mind would allow me to put this into them? There would be absolutely no
pleasure as you will soon find out."
I notice that as I hang there my slit is at the same level as your cock. I
imagine the view you have of me, the only thing truly visible is my sex.
You come close to me and smile. "Katie, I should have asked if you were on
birth control. I hope so. Abortions can be very painful!"
And you thrust your huge monster cock into me, forcing to me to scream like
pig. "OH NO OH NO NON ONONONONONO!!!!! UGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!"
Somehow your cockhead enters my vagina as I scream. You have no more than an
inch inside of me and already I am stretched to breaking.
"Oh cunt, this is not good at all. You are too tight. This is really going
to hurt you."
BAM! You push yourself in harder and with a fury. Another inch or so goes in
and I moan in agony, trying to breath shallow breaths, like they do in
childbirth classes. Except those women are trying to get something out. This
monster was trying to get in!
Little by little my tight vaginal walls give way and you are inside,
pressing hard against my cervix. I beg and plead to get it out of me.
"Okay cunt, you asked for it," you say, completely withdrawing your cock
from my aching pussy. "Remember, you wanted it out."
The pain is still there as the shape of his cock is still branded in the
soft tissue.
"Okay, time to go back in," you say.
"No, no, please no. not again, UGGGGGHH OWWWWWWWWW!!!"
This time, you plunge in harder. My walls are weaker this time and you fill
me completely. "Be careful what you wish for Katie. It might come true."
You begin to pump your cock in and out, crushing my vaginal lips and then
pounding back into me. There is no pleasure at all, as you predicted. Just
the pain of this awful invaded inside of me. The way I hang guarantees the
pain in this action.
The rape goes on for what feels to me like hours. I am in agony, but unable
to move enough to do anything. All I can do is hang there as you fuck me and
hurt me.
Finally, I hear you moan and make a final plunge inside, pushing yourself
further in and cauing me more pain. And then I feel it...you spunk filling me,
making me feel shamed even more than the act of rape.
"FUCK YOU!!! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME YOU LOUSY SACK OF SHIT!!! YOU ARE
NOTHING BUT A FILTHY RAPIST!!!!! GET YOUR FUCKING ROCKS OFF ON BEING BIGGER
THAN A GIRL. BIG FUCKING MAN YOU ARE!!!! I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!! I AM GOING
TO FUCKING KILL YOU SOME DAY!!!!!! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!!"
You pull out, anger in your eyes. I have struck a cord, but it was neither
the time nor the place to provoke you. I can tell that right away! I see you
go into a bag and pull out the nastiest bullwhip I have ever seen.
"You are right cunt, one of us is going to kill the other someday, but it
will not be you killing me, that's for sure."
SMACKKK!!! You bring the bullwhip down with tremendous force right into my
gaping open and dripping pussy.
"NOOOOOO OH MY GOD NOOO!!!! OWWWWW~!!!!!"
SMACK SMACK!!!! Again and again you bring the whip down on my sensitive
pussy lips and again and again I scream. Finally, after the whip has met my
cunt more than 30 times, I pass out again, the searing pain and agony in my
pussy meeting the pain of the stretching cause me to black out yet again.
CHAPTER THREE
I woke up, curled up in a tight ball, my knees pressing against my battered
breasts. I could feel something inside of my aching pussy and knew it was a
vibrator. It felt small compared to your cock.
I tried to move but realized that I was inside of a box that barely fit me
inside of it. I could see little bits of light coming in every so often so I
knew there would be air.
My arms were tied behind me and my ankles were tied together. Besides the
vibrator in my vagina, I also could feel clamps on my nipples and rope
around the base of my breasts. I wasn't sure how long I had been out but
knew it must have been a while for you to do all of this to me.
I could feel vibrations like we were driving. The box I was in kept rolling
around and I realized that we were back in the van. One time, I felt the box
tip over and fall, leaving me upside down, but another bump righted me.
Finally I hear the van come to stop and hear you get out. I hear the door
slide open and you tap the box. "Katie, I am going to get your spot ready. I
will be back for you in a little while. Enjoy the silence cunt, you will
need the rest."
The door slides shut and I hear you lock the door. I struggle to get loose
but quickly realize how useless that is. I am stuck in your little prison, a
captive for you to use for your pleasure.
My mind thinks back to my now former life, back when I was just Katie, a
nice, happy girl who lived a normal life. Being one of six girls in the
family wasn't easy but we always had friends around. My mother had died when
I was 11 and I thought about her now, wondering if she was up there, praying
for me. God, how I need it.
My mind flashed back to what felt like forever ago but was actually just a
few hours back. Back to when I was free and at the mall. I had met Janie and
Kelly at the mall, after begging my dad to let me borrow the car. The
practical side of me wonders if he has found it yet, if anyone knew I was
missing.
We met outside of one of the department stores and wandered the mall. The
prom was in three weeks and everyone was looking for something different. I
was still looking for my dress but Janie was searching for black heels to
match her dress. Kelly had the dress and shoes, but needed stockings, a
strapless bra and jewelry.
And then I realized it. You were the guy that was watching us. The one I
swore followed us into the dress store, hanging around too closely. The one
that Janie and I whispered about. Oh God, I knew it. I knew I should have
said something to security or to the employees. Maybe you could have been
stopped. Oh God, I could have prevented this.
Tears flowed down my face and onto my bruised tits. I cried from the shame
but also from the fact that this could have been avoided.
I sat there in this cramped box, tied like a ball and prayed for release.
Then I heard a sound. A tapping on the window. I screamed at the top of my
lungs, hoping that someone had wandered onto this van and peeked inside.
Anything to get me away from you.
I heard the door open and someone jump into the back of the van. I feel the
lock on the box open and smell the fresh air. My blindfold is ripped off and
I see, it's just you, with a dozen other guys standing with you.
My tears flow anew. "You thought we were rescuing you didn't you cunt? Well,
we are rescuing you from your old boring almost sex-free life to this new
and exciting one of rape and torture. Congratualtions."
The men all laugh at me. My legs can barely hold my weight as you untie me
and lead me out of the van. My bare feet hit the twigs along the route,
causing cuts and scrapes, the branches hitting my poor battered breasts and
legs, causing me to wince.
"This cunt is wincing from the twigs," one of the men says. "Just imagine
what she'll do once we get a hold of her."
All of the men laugh. None of them look to be less than 6'3 or 220 pounds.
Of course, the fact that I am naked and vulnerable probably makes them seem
bigger. Of course all of them towered over me weight wise. While I am 5'7, I
weigh only 110 pounds and would be no match for these men strength-wise.
Finally, after walking for seemingly miles, we get to a clearing. A point
hits me...none of these men are wearing masks. They must not be too frightened
of me getting away and identifying them. I shiver, not so much from the cold
night air but from the fear that this is my new life, a life of pain and
rape!
In the clearing there is a picnic table with some benches. There are also
about 50 chairs laid out and a tree with a long bare branch, just high
enough to hang her from. Another shiver came over her, this time from the
realization that her night, though traumatic, was far from over.
The men grabbed her and quickly tied her spread eagle on the bench. Laying
like this the rope on her breasts did almost nothing, as her breasts now
pressed flat against her. She squirmed but realized that she was tied
extremely tightly. The only thing that could move was her head and she
strained to see what was in store.
"Well, Katie, it's time to let the cat out of the bag. You are the newest
toy in a little club we have formed called "MFROYC," Men For the Rape of
Young Cunts. You have been chosen for your beauty, your youth and your total
availability."
"Each man in this club has one thing in common, we love to fuck young cunts
and asses and everything else that you have available. We usually take a
cunt once every two or three months, after we have gotten tired of torturing
and raping the old one. After that, we either sell the one we have to some
other slave owners or kill them. It usually doesn't matter...the cunts that
survive are useless to anyone anyway. Their minds become mush after all of
the abuse and their bodies are almost destroyed."
"Make no mistake about it, you will be hurt and tortured and fucked in every
way humanly possible. You will beg for us to kill you but we won't. We like
to hear that begging, makes us enjoy it more so beg all that you want."
I looked at the men's faces and saw not one ounce of humanity or pity. They
eyed me like I had seen people eye meat, waiting to feast on me. Their look
scared me even more, if that was possible.
"Tonight is your indoctrination," you continue. "Rarely will all members of
the group get together like this. Usually on the first night and sometimes
on the last. Be sure that you will see us all many times throughout your
unpleasant stay with us. We all have mastered the art of hurting girls. We
love it and we are good at it."
She saw that they all held different kinds of whips. One was that awful
bullwhip from the house and another she recognized as a riding crop from her
horse riding lessons as a kid. The rest she didn't know but frightened her
anyway.
"Since I got things started earlier, I get to go home and rest," you say.
"Boys, enjoy Katie. She's the best we have had in a really long time. We
might keep her around longer than any other cunt."
With that you come over and squeeze my poor tits. "Look me in the eye
Katie," you whisper. "I want you to remember that I am the one that made
this happen to you. Blame me!!! Remember me every time one of these men hurt
you or fucks you. I am the madman who kidnapped you and who knows where your
sisters live. Think about the fact that I might have to go and get them to
join you. Enjoy CUNT!"
I sob more, dry sobs because there are no more tears. As you leave the men
converge on me, beginning my night of terror and gangbang.
CHAPTER FOUR
Finally, they are done with me, hanging me by my wrists from the tree and
leaving me there. They joke about leaving a tally of the men who fucked me
and where. They decide to tack it onto my right breast, a pain that would
have excruciating to me yesterday but is a mere annoyance after what has
happened to me.
The night comes to me in flashes. I passed out five times, each time to
awaken to a worse torment. They hung me by my tits for an hour while
whipping my thighs and cunt. They triple fucked me, and one time had six
cocks going on me, forcing me to participate in my own rape as I made two
men come with my hands and one between my feet. They had stuffed sticks
inside of my body and forced me to crawl to each man and suck them. They
hung me by my ankles while whipping my wide-open cunt and then each of them
decided to fuck me there, opening up the cuts. Then, a few wanted to piss on
me, making the cuts sting some more.
One of the sick men brought a metal dildo that had razor sharp spikes all
along it. They raped me with that as well, not wanting any part of my body
to escape injury. They did the same with my asshole, which forced me to pass
out twice. That led some more of them to fuck both of those holes, causing
more pain and damage. Blood flowed out of me mixed with cum. I wondered if I
would die from the blood loss and thought that might be a welcome thing.
But now I am alone, for the first time in God knows how long. I hang here in
the woods, the only covering is the note tacked to my breast and the cum
that is stained on my legs and body. My hair, once proud and red, is now
almost white with cum and stuck together. It would take hours to get it
untangled but I don't think it will matter.
Through the pain, I try and enjoy the aloneness. After all of the brutal
rapes, this is actually peaceful. The girl that she was yesterday could have
never found peace hanging by her wrists naked and open. That girl is no
more, replaced by this thing that is nothing but pain and humiliation.
I tried to remember the girl I had been before the rapes. The girl that had
lived a different life. I had always been an athlete, playing three sports
in high school. Suddenly I remembered that I should be in school right now
and that my lacrosse team had a big game today. They would miss me.
I wondered what school was like today as people found out I was missing.
What were my friends thinking? Then I thought about dad. The man had lost
Mom years earlier and now one of his daughters was missing. The thought of
him brought fresh tears. I prayed that I would see him again.
I thought about our discussion about the car, how he was so protective of
his girls. Now I knew why and wanted to tell him how right he was. Because
there are sick men out there, who prey on young girls. And those girls could
end up like me.
The thoughts were hitting too close to home. She thought of the threat to
her sisters and hoped they would be safe and learn a lesson. The tears
turned to sobs and I fell asleep, stretched from the tree, barely able to
stand on tiptoes as the day began to hit the woods. Having been awake for
more than 24 hours and put through the amazing torment, it was a sound
sleep, despite it all.
CHAPTER FIVE
You leave your office for lunch break, taking that backwoods path that you
discovered last month. At a small clearing, you move left into a clutter of
trees. After walking a few feet, you find me there, tied to tree, nude with
my arms pulled straight above me, my bare toes barely able to scrape the
ground below me, my armpits glistening with sweat in the afternoon sun,
spunk up and down my legs from the gang rape, whip marks all up and down my
body but focused on my tits and thighs. You smile, glad that I never got
away and that no one found me. But who could find me out here, this is the
last place you would expect to find a naked girl. No one ever comes here but
you and those you bring here and they would never let me go.
I am slumped there, unconscious. I have hung there for hours in the heat and
am exhausted from the brutal rape and from struggling. I do not even hear
you come close to me.
You reach out and grab my bruised right tit. I wake with a start and moan
weakly, unable to muster much more. The gag in my mouth is useless. I have
almost no saliva left even if I could scream.
"Well," you say, "I see that last group really did a number on you. I knew I
could count on them. Look, they left a tally here. 13 cocks in your pussy,
11 in your ass and 7 in your mouth. Must have been a slow night huh Katie?"
I moan again, but you laugh and release my tit. I hope you will let me down
but I see you unzip your pants and feel you grab my thighs and spread them.
"Well, no reason why they should get your cunt and I shouldn't. Work has
been very trying today and I need a release."
You push yourself into my bloodied pussy and I again scream, but all that
emerges is a weak moan. You push your cock all of the way inside of me,
causing more screams. You don't know this, but the men had fucked me with
huge dildos with metal spikes that bruised and bloodied the inside of me.
Their cum had burned terribly in me and now your rape was making it worse.
You force yourself into me completely, stretching my pussy beyond what I had
thought possible. Your cockhead is punching into my cervix and I scream
again, able to gain more voice.
"I love that Katie," you moan. "I love it when you manage to find strength
to scream after you thought you were worn out."
You begin a brutal assault, unlike anything I have ever experienced. You
thrust into me like you are trying to break me, break on through me. I
scream and grunt and moan from the pain but am helpless, my arms now numb
from hanging, my body beyond registerable pain.
Finally, you thrust mightily and I know you are cumming. The salty fluid
fills me and again stings my cunt walls awfully. I begin to sob again, from
the pain and humiliation of being raped once more.
You pull out of me and zip up. You cum joins the others by leaking out of me
and down my legs and onto the puddle on the ground.
"Thank you for having such a available hole Katie, my morning was rough,"
you say laughing, knowing how bad I have had it for the last 16 hours.
"You're lucky to be out in the woods, breathing clean air, one with nature.
Poor guys like me have to toil all day in a sterile office, but you get the
chance to be out here and commune with the world. I envy you."
You remove my ballgag, knowing my screams will not come and that no one can
hear me. We are miles from civilization. You pour water into my mouth and I
struggle to drink it all down but much of it ends up drenching my tits and
onto the ground.
"Thank me for taking care of you and giving you water Katie," you say.
"Fuck you," I whisper, unable to do more.
"Fuck me...no, no, no, I just fucked you and so did two dozen of my friends.
You just don't get it. You stay alive only if I want you to stay alive. You
are nothing but a worthless cunt and ass for me and my friends and their
friends to fuck. If I want to leave you here forever, to be used as a
fucktoy, you can't do anything about it. Or, I can leave you here and never
return, letting the animals come at night, eating parts of your body at a
time. Hopefully, for your sake, you will pass out before the real pain
comes. But who knows."
Tears start to flow anew and my body racks with sobs. I know you are right
and I am helpless. I mumble, "thank you sir for my water."
You smile. "Good cunt, you get it now don't you Katie." I nod.
"Now, I have to go back to work, but I don't want you to have to lose your
arms. After all, they must be very tired. Let me get you down."
I breathe a sigh of relief at your first sign of mercy. You untie me and I
collapse on the ground, unable to move. "Lie on your back Katie, legs in the
air and spread."
I do as you command, my back getting jabbed with sharp sticks but still
rubbing circulation back into my arms. I feel you tie the ropes around my
ankles and pull them up, pulling my ass off the ground. Soon, my entire body
is hanging by my ankles and my hair is the only thing touching the ground.
"well, that should keep you until 5 when I get off. And so you won't get
lonely." You pull out two giant vibrating dildos and stuff them into my cunt
and ass. "Enjoy," you say, flicking them on before walking away! I scream
but the gag that you had replaced silences me. You reach down and put a
blindfold on me, making things even worse.
I hear you walk away. Somehow, this is even worse than the morning being
left to hang by my wrists. My entire being is out of focus, the blood
rushing to my head. You tied my wrists behind me so I could do nothing but
hang there, moaning and hoping for a miracle.
"Bye Katie. I can't wait until you see what happens at 5!"
CHAPTER SIX
I just hung there for hours, sometimes sleeping, sometimes praying, but
always in agony. I had grown beyond dizzy to a world where I had no idea
what was up and what was down. The vibrators were going nuts inside of me,
causing the skin that was so bruised and battered to shake. I was in more
pain than I could have ever imagined.
Finally, I heard a noise, praying it was a rescuer but knowing it was
probably only you. I heard you get close and remove my blindfold. The
sunlight, though dulled by all of the trees burned my eyes after being dark
for so long. I finally get in focus and see you, smiling at me, that same
sick smile you gave me before you left the rape party.
"Katie, glad to see you decided to hang around for a little while longer,"
you laugh. "Now it's time for you to see what I have in store for the
night."
You cut me down and let me hit the ground head first. The pain is fierce
again as the blood rushes from my head to the rest of my body. You notice
the ugly look of my feet from being tied off.
"Boy, I hope you don't have to lose them. Luckily, one of our group is a
doctor. He does the amputations and abortions when needed."
I cringe and shiver. The disgustingness of these men is enormous. I pray for
a miracle.
"Now, time for a regular old fuck. Not hanging or to painful, just a fuck,
like we were boyfriend/girlfriend instead of master/cunt."
You roll me over onto my back and spread my legs. You remove the cock in my
pussy with a plop and plunge yourself in. Your entire weight is on me as I
struggle under you, trying to breathe. You have me by at least 150 pounds as
you push into me, stretching my already disgusting pussy opening and
pounding into my stretched beyond belief cunt. You fuck me without any care
for my body, as if masterbating just with a pussy to jerk off into.
Finally, you cum inside of me, filling me yet again with spunk. Luckily I am
on the pill. Unluckily, I didn't take it today since I was kidnapped. I
prayed for no pregnancy because I couldn't stand the pain of the abortion.
You collapse on me, crushing me with my arms still tied behind me. I attempt
to kick you but fail miserably, both in location and strength.
You get up and tie me completely spread eagle sitting up against a tree. I
see you reach into a bag and pull out some carrots and a jar of peanut
butter.
"This will help attract the animals," you say laughing as my eyes grew wide
as saucers.
You rub the peanut butter all over my inner thighs and onto my mound. Then
you stuff some of the carrots inside of my pussy, first just one or two and
then about a dozen, obscenely stretching my poor pussy.
You take more peanut butter and rub it on my breasts and then the soles of
my feet.
"You will be visited once an hour by a member of our group. They will clean
you off and fuck your mouth or your pussy. During the rest of the hour, the
animals will get some cunt treat. After each man is done with you they will
do what I have done to you. Have a good night. If you survive, I'll take you
to my dungeon tomorrow cunt."
I scream at you but it's all muffled from the ballgag that has been in my
mouth for hours. This was so degrading, to be used as a food tray for the
animals of the forest.
The first animal to happen across me is a rabbit. He hops over and spots the
small pieces of carrot sticking out of me and then sniffs the peanut butter.
I shut my eyes as I see it come closer and then start to lick my thighs. As
horrible as it sounds, it was the first non-violent thing done to me in
almost 24 hours and it was almost welcome. His little tongue started to lick
at the peanut butter but then moved to my pussy. It started to nibble on the
piece of carrot sticking out and then dove in full force.
While he was going, I felt ants moving up my body towards my breasts. I have
always hated bugs and was now powerless to move. I tried to scream to shoo
them away but they paid me no mind. They started to clump on my breasts,
first just a handful but soon hundreds. It looked like my breasts were black
as the ants nibbled at them. Some moved to my thighs where the rabbit
continued to nibble at my pussy, occasionally getting a piece of my vagina
instead.
It felt like hours that this went on but then I saw a man. He was one of the
men from last night, one that I remembered. He watched for a few minutes and
then poured scalding hot water on my tits and thighs to get the ants off.
The water burned terribly and I screamed. My skin was a fire red from the
burning water.
The rabbit had scurried after grabbing a carrot out of me, juiced with my
compliments. The animals were unaware of the sick things going on.
The man raped me quickly and without too much fanfare. Just a straight old
nothing special rape. Just filled my cunt to overflow with his spunk.
He repeated the peanut butter and carrot trick and the game continued. This
happened three more times, each time the bugs and the ants taking over my
body, along with squirrels and possums and even once a skunk. Each time they
came over, ate the peanut butter and the carrots, torturing me at the same
time.
The fifth man that raped me that night had a mask on. I noticed right away,
thinking it was strange. He raped me harshly, more than the rest, grabbing
my tits like it was a stress reliever and then came inside of me, joining
his friends' cum inside of me and puddling beneath me. I expected more
peanut butter and carrots but unexpectantly, he cut the ropes off of me.
"Cunt, here is the deal. When I saw you, I knew you were Jack's daughter.
You don't know me but here is the deal. I have released you but do not move
until you count to 200 and I am gone. You have about an hour to escape. No
one else is here but me and you. Go to the left and run through the woods.
There is a road about four miles from here but you will have to hurry. The
next member of my group is due here and he will track you down if he needs
to. Knows these woods better than anyone. If he catches you, you will wish I
never cut you loose. If you make it to the road, you will be home free.
There are many trucks and cops on there who will help you. I can't help you
any more than this.
"You being naked is of course a disadvantage and so is the night time. But
you are smart and you should just keep going to the left. It will take you
there, I promise. This is not a trick, just a favor to your old man. He
doesn't know what I do here and will never know. I couldn't call the police
because I would be indicted with everyone else. After all, I raped and
tortured you last night too. But, I don't want you dead."
With that, the man takes off. I count to 200 as you commanded and struggle
to stand. The lack of weight on my body for so long has cramped me up but my
instinct takes over. I start out to the left, goig as fast as I can. My legs
and arms getting cut, my feet being bloodied by the sticks and rocks but I
keep moving.
And finally, I hear the sounds of cars. Far away it seems but at least I am
in the right direction. The fact that I have slept little in the past 60
hours means nothing. I keep going, starting to run to get away.
I see orange ahead, think that it's the sunrise. To my surprise, it is the
street lights of the highway. I run out and flag down any car that will
stop. Finally, a truck sees me and pulls over. He throws open his passenger
door.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Please sir, let me in. I've been raped and tortured. Please take me
somewhere where I can call the cops."
"Hop in."
And that is where the nightmare ended. The trucker was a gentleman, giving
me one of his old shirts to hide my nudity. He also gave me some soda, the
first thing I had drank (except for the one water at lunch). He pulled over
at the State Police barracks and helped me inside. There I told my story and
the cops called my father. Turns out that I was still inside of the county
where I lived. The reunion with my family brought tears to my eyes and the
hugs, though hurt physically, were what I needed mentally.
I did need a short stay in the hospital. Luckily, my insides weren't too
badly damaged by the rapes. I could still enjoy sex and have children
someday. I did also go through some counseling, helping me through the
terror.
That was 13 years ago and I am now happily married to Kyle and we have three
daughters. You may wonder why I have rehashed all of this for you. Well,
that's because I saw hi again. That's right, the man that had abducted me
that night.
He was at the mall. He was much older, but I caught him following a group of
school girls and I knew immediately. Ever since that night when he forced me
to stare in eyes, I knew I would never forget.
This time, I knew that these girls were not going to be victims. In the 13
years since I was kidnapped and raped, I have taken numerous self-defense
classes and knew every way that a small girl like myself could take down a
much bigger man. That plus I was now licensed to carry a gun.
I followed the group of girls and the rapist out to the parking lot. These
girls were smart and stayed together and he missed out on the chance to grab
them. I walked right up to him and put the gun in his back and my arms
around his neck.
"Remember me sir. I was the cunt that got away!"
I pushed him towards my car and threw him into the trunk, the gun pointed at
him. I handcuffed his wrists and ankles and left him there, driving to the
spot I now knew so well.
The spot where I had been brutally raped was no longer used by the group, I
knew. But I had been there so many times in my nightmares, I remembered how
to find it. We got there and I opened the trunk and led him out. I took a
knife, cut his clothes from his body and removed his shoes, leaving him
naked like I was the last time I had been there.
"You were wrong about me never needing clothes again, as you can see," I
said. "Look at me, the one that got away from your little rape group. Well,
here we are again."
I pushed him forward until we got to the clearing again. Quickly I hung him
from the tree where I had hung. I could still see the place where the ropes
had marked the branches and even the place where some much cum had been
spilled there was no grass there.
He hung there, fear in his eyes.
"Is that how pathetic I looked when you grabbed me? 13 years, the cops were
never able to find you. But now, I have. Time for some revenge."
I grabbed a big thick piece of a branch and examined it.
"This should do the trick cock. That is your new name Cock. Got it?"
"Yes Katie."
"Ahh, you remember me. Good, was I the only one who got away?"
I see you nod. I bring the branch up into your balls.
"SPEAK COCK!"
"Yes."
WHACK!!!!
"AHHH!!!!" you scream.
"Yes what cock?"
"Yes Katie, you were the only one who got away."
I take the branch and rub it against your cock and balls, teasing you. You
flinch, sweat pouring down your body despite the cool night.
"How many girls did you kidnap and rape and kill? 100? 200?"
"159 cunt."
WHACK! WHACK!
"Women are not cunts! Women should not be referred to as cunt or slut or
whores. Women are women and girls are girls. I was a girl when you took me.
I am a woman now and you are a COCK!"
WHACK! WHACK!
You scream and thrash! I can see blood dripping down from your groin.
I stop and move closer to you, taking your face in my hands gently and
caressing you.
"Oh God, I am so sorry I have hurt you. Please forgive me."
I see you body shake with dry sobs as you think it is over, that I, as a
girl, am not strong enough to really hurt you. I cuddle with you and I hear
you breathe a sign of relief.
"You know, when you were raping me, I begged and pleaded for some mercy but
you wanted to give me none of that. I begged and pleaded for someone to
treat me mercifully, but none of you would. So, now that the whip is in the
other hand, so to speak, none will be yours."
WHACK WHACK WHACK!!
Three strokes right up into your cock and balls again, causing you to scream
terribly. I drop the stick and pick up a shorter one, but it is fat.
"Is your ass a virgin cock? If so, it serves you right. After all, so was
mine."
And I shove this thick stick inside of your dry asshole, causing you to
shake and scream and sob and yell. Blood immediately starts to flow out of
you as I continue to push it in.
"Remember my first time cock? When your cock stretched my vagina so much
that I thought I would pass out? Or the first time you and your sick
perverted criminal friends abused my virgin ass. How I screamed and begged
for you to stop. That I would do anything. Well, nothing worked. And neither
will it work on me."
I reached around and squeezed your balls. Then I begin to jerk you off.
"Pain and pleasure mixed, what a concept. I never got any pleasure from you
and your friends. Only pain. See how mice women can be?"
I continue jerking him off fast and furious. His moans of pain mix with his
moans of pleasure. While jerking him off I tell him about my life.
"I ended up marrying Kyle anyway. The dear sweet man didn't care that I had
been raped and beaten to within an inch of my life. He loved me for me and
we now have three beautiful children. So, not only did I get away, but I
have lived my life."
I hear you moan again as I squeeze louder and then the cum flies, hitting
your belly and legs and out onto the air, some of it landing on my hand.
I wipe it off into your hair. "How does it feel to have cum smeared all over
you? I had so much of it I had to cut most of my hair off. For you, it won't
matter but try being 17, almost bald, everyone looking at the girl who had
been raped and tortured. It was in the newspapers. It was on TV. And they
never caught you or your friends. How did you do it I wonder? Oh well, not
my worry."
I grab into my bag and find some peanut butter crackers, in there in case of
kid emergencies. I undo each one and smear the peanut butter on your cock
and balls.
"I am going home, to my family and my house and my new life...the one that you
thought you had stolen from me. I am going to leave you out here to die,
either of starvation or blood loss or maybe one of the animals gets you.
Doesn't matter to me. You have killed 159 girls but not 160. I wouldn't be
160 and I wouldn't let you take number 160 tonight. Pleasant dreams."
Before I leave, I reach under my short skirt and take off my panties. I ball
them up and stuff them into your mouth. I take some tape and seal them in.
"Something to remember me by cock! Enjoy life in hell."
I walk away, back to the car. I hear your muffled screams and they are
eerily similar to my own 13 years ago. But there is justice. Never again
will a girl have to endure what I endured. Never again will another family
have to put up with what mine did. Good riddance Rapist.
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