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Default Run And Hide

When I was younger my parents bought a new house on a cul-de-sac in the suburbs where the houses were spread apart by at least an acre. I was the only girl in a mile radius and was forced to play with the neighbor boys, Derek who was my age, and his brother, Adam, who was two years younger. It was actually a lot of fun. We played basketball and hit tennis balls over the house, I learned how to catch salamanders and toads from the pond down the road, we attempted homemade science experiments that I’m certain were not approved by their parents, and we played games. Lots of games. I must admit, I made a pretty good tomboy and hardly missed all of my girlfriends back at the old house. We were the three musketeers: Derek, Adam and Sarah.

My favorite time of year was summer. All of us were allowed to stay up later than normal and that was the time of year when we played Kick The Can. In our version, Kick The Can was a combination of Tag, Hide and Seek, and Ding Dong Ditch, minus the ding dong. It was an outdoor game, and as a rule, it was only held at night. Between our family’s two yards, we had about 3 acres that were considered in bounds, plus an additional 20 feet into the tree line at the back of our properties.

Kick The Can became a tradition every summer. Even into high school when we all ended up in different clicks and rarely spoke during the school year, Kick The Can always brought us together. And the more the merrier. Jake and Johnny from the neighborhood over tried to bike over whenever they could, as did the Stevens brothers from down the block. The Stevens brothers were a little older than us and had a wild streak that ran deep in them. They often stressed me out when they were around because they were so unpredictable. I suppose the fact that they had more cop cars parked in front of their house than a coffee shop didn’t help my impression of them either. Thankfully we started seeing less and less of them as the years went on.


It was the summer after my second year away at college and I was house sitting for my parents while they were away in Greece for two weeks. Derek called earlier in the day to say he was organizing a Kick The Can reunion - the drinking version. It sounded like fun. There had always been some sexual tension between me and Derek in high school and I couldn’t wait to see him.

That night was a surprisingly chilly summer’s night so I was wearing my jeans and a long sleeved top. We met up in the cul-de-sac around 9:30pm: me, Derek, Adam, and the Stevens brothers, Chris and Joe. Apparently the others weren’t around. While it was really nice to see Derek and Adam again, I’m not gonna lie. I found Chris and Joe to be rather intimidating. They were much taller than I remembered, a little scruffy around the edges, and their smiles felt insincere. My gut immediately told me we shouldn’t be playing with these guys, but I didn’t listen to my intuition. They’d know something was up if I suddenly decided I wasn’t going to play and I didn’t want to hurt their feelings.

We each had a shot of tequila before the games commenced and then once we got started, the rule was that the loser (who was then the counter) had to take another shot. Unfortunately for me, I lost a lot. These guys are fast runners! It didn’t matter, though, because I was having so much fun. I couldn’t remember the last time I laughed so much.

It was my turn again to count to 100. I was so tipsy I began to repeat numbers, which added at least 2 minutes to my count. They were really good hiders. It must have been 10 minutes before I noticed a flashlight in the tree line. Aha! As I moved closer, the flashlight turned off. I ran toward the last place I saw it lit. My eyes were opened as wide as I could make them. While they had adjusted to the night out in the yard, the forrest was significantly darker and I was having trouble seeing. I could hear a rustling in the bushes close to me. I had an uneasy feeling about the whole thing and decided to run back to the house, when someone slapped me on the butt and said “Tag, you’re it.” That wasn’t Derek or Adam. I know them too well. A) they would never do or say something like that, and B) it wasn’t their voice. I tore off toward the house has fast as I could. I was motivated to run by the footsteps and panting behind me. I was only several yards away from my back door when Joe jumped out from behind a pine tree, forcing me to change directions. Now I’ve got two guys chasing me! I’m losing steam and I can hear them catching up on me. One of them grabbed my arm and yanked me back toward him. My instinct to scream was immediately covered by a rag to muffle the sound. I tried to pull free, but my actions felt sluggish and heavy due to all of the tequila I had consumed over the course of the night.

I attempted to fight them off as Chris and Joe dragged me to the edge of the yard, through the trees, and out into the field beyond. I could smell someone was having a bonfire down the hill, over in the next neighborhood. I knew if I could just scream... Once we had gotten a little further, Chris threw me to the ground. I finally had a chance to yell, “HEL-”, but he pinned me down so fast and his hand was over my mouth. “Listen to me,” he said. “We’re not going to hurt you and we don’t have much further to go. We’re going to walk there together and you’re not going to fight us. If you do, I’ll let Joe over there do what ever he wants.” I looked over at Joe who was grinning at me and I could see the gleam of his big hunter’s knife in the moonlight. “Do you hear me?” I nodded. Panic set in and tears began to form in the corners of my eyes. I didn’t buck the rest of the way as each of them had me by an arm. It was no use. We walked a little further until there was a clearing next to a small grouping of trees. As we got closer, I saw Derek and Adam standing, tied to two young elm trees with their mouths taped shut. They were making ‘mmmmm’ noises as if trying to warn me, but it was obviously too late. I was already captured. Chris and Joe tossed me to the ground in front of them. Not knowing exactly what they had in mind yet, I tried to plead with them, “Please don’t do this, I’m begging you.”

Chris pulled out a gun and held it up in front of me. He must have been hiding it somewhere in the forrest and picked it up along the way because I never saw it when we were running around earlier. “Stand up.” I did. “Here’s how it’s going to work. You’re not gonna scream, you’re gonna play nice, and you’re gonna do what we say, otherwise I’m going to shoot one.” Chris then held out the gun and pointed it in the direction of Derek and Adam. “The good news is there’s two of them so you have two chances. The bad news is they’ll be dead and I know how to make it look like a hunting accident.”

Joe came up behind me and grabbed my arms back as Chris came in close. His breath smelled like tequila and chewing tobacco. “Got it?” I nodded my head with a whimper. “Good.”

Chris took the muzzle of the gun and slowly ran it across my cheek, past my lips, down my neck, and across my breasts, pausing above my left nipple, where he then proceeded to rub the barrel up and down. “What’s this? You’re getting aroused? Hey, every one, Sarah is getting aroused!” The truth is, I was freezing because the air was getting colder as the evening went on. “I think it’s time we set these babies free. Take off your top.” Joe let go of my arms and I was paralyzed. I couldn’t move. “Did I stutter?! Take off your fucking top!” Chris started to raise his gun at Adam and I quickly pulled it off over my head. I wished I had worn my running bra. It would have covered more. Instead it was my black lacy bra, which I liked a lot because it held me in snug, but it also gave me more cleavage.

“Shit, Joe, are you seeing these tits?! Little Sarah is all grown up!” They both howled into the night and I could hear dogs barking in response about a half mile away. “What are they? C’s? D’s?” Derek was attempting to say something, but it was no use. I looked at the ground. “D’s,” I shamefully replied. They roared and howled again.

“Now your jeans. And don't forget your shoes and socks.”

I kicked off my tennis shoes. “Can I please leave on my socks? It’s so cold.” Joe snickered at my feeble attempt to negotiate. Immediately Chris yelled back. “Bitch, we had an agreement. We tell you what to do and you do it.” I took off my jeans and stood there in my bra and black panties with the tiny red bow on the front, feeling utterly vulnerable and embarrassed.

Chris and Joe both stood back and looked me up and down, even circled me a couple times. “Shiiitt, giirrl. You should walk around in your underwear more often. What do you guys think?” Chris looked over at Derek and Adam. “She looks to be a fine fuck, right?” I couldn’t make eye contact with them. Just then Joe grabbed me by the wrist, dragged me over to Derek and pushed me right up against him so we were face to face and my breasts were smushed between us. “Go ahead, kiss him.” I’ll admit I was hoping to maybe kiss Derek tonight, but not like this. I must have hesitated because I heard Chris cock the hammer of his gun. I immediately started kissing his mouth over the tape. “Now keep kissing him. Stick your hand down his pants and fondle his dick.” As I did, I could feel he was already hard. I found this whole puppet game completely degrading. I moved my kisses to the side of his face and whispered into his ear, “I’m sorry.”

“What did you say, Bitch? You don’t get to add to the script. You do what we say! Now get on your knees and pull down his pants!” I did exactly what they said. “Stick it in your mouth and blow him until we tell you to stop!” Tears were streaming down my face. Apparently Joe didn’t think I was going deep enough because the next thing I knew, he had me by the hair, and was manually pushing my head into Derek’s pelvis. I was forced to take him deeper inside my throat until my chin touched his balls. I choked and gasped for air. “This is how you do it,” Joe said as he continued to force my head in and out, over and over again. Derek didn’t have many girlfriends in high school and I’m not even sure that he got much action in college either. It wasn’t long before he came inside my mouth. Derek let out a loud groan and Chris added, “Drink the whole thing, you little whore. If you let any of it fall, we’ll have to make you practice again on Adam here.” I swallowed everything and even licked him dry to make sure. Adam just graduated from high school and I had a feeling he was even less experienced than Derek. I didn’t want his first time to be here, tonight.

I stood up and looked to Chris for more instructions. I was cold and I wanted this night to end. My entire body was shaking so hard it felt more like convulsions. I wasn’t sure which caused me to tremble more: the cold night air or my fear of what they would make me do next. Chris came over and wrapped his arms around me. Even though my stomach was turning, I appreciated the body heat. His hands were all over me as he kissed my shoulder and neck. His 5 o’ clock shadow scratched my skin. He moved his tongue to my ear and I felt something cold on my back. That’s when I realized Joe was behind me and I was feeling his big knife. In a couple quick swipes of the blade, my bra was loosened. Chris pulled it off of me and nuzzled his face in my chest. His hand sunk into my underwear and forced his finger inside of me. My body automatically self lubricated as this intruder grated against my skin.

“Here’s what you’re going to do next, Sarah,” he said in my ear. “Look at Adam. Doesn’t he look like a dweeb? He can’t help it. I’m sure he’s still a virgin and you’re going to help him by fucking him against the tree right now.” Joe giggled at the idea. I frantically shook my head no. “No? Well it is your choice.” Chris picked up his gun and started walking toward Adam.

“No, wait! I’ll do it.” I looked at Adam and his eyes were huge; the whites of his eyes looked like they were glowing under the moon. Joe had already prepped him. His pants were down around his knees and he didn’t look as though he needed any assistance becoming... alert. Chris pushed me and I stumbled a little into him.

“Now take off your panties, Bitch! How the hell do you think you’re going to ride him if you still have those on?!”

I pulled them off. Joe grabbed my underwear immediately out of my hand and held it to his nose, breathing deeply and taking in its scent. I turned to Adam. He was shaking and I’m pretty sure he hadn’t blinked since my bra came off. I put my hands on his shoulders and looked at him apologetically. Tears were still streaming down my cheeks. I’m being forced to rape my childhood friend. As awful as I felt about our circumstances, I knew Adam had to be even more mortified. At least I had done this before. Had sex, that is. I first knelt down and put him in my mouth, just to get it wet so it would slide easier. I then got real close to guide his hard phallus into position. Just as I was about to sink into him, he came everywhere. Poor Adam ejaculated prematurely right between my legs. Personally I was relieved, but I knew this encounter would scar him for a long time.

Chris and Joe promptly laughed at Adam and made fun without missing a beat. “You get to be with a chick this hot and you blew it! Literally!! You’ll never have a chance like this again!”

Adam turned his face away. I could see his cheeks turning bright red and tears were falling from his eyes.

I stood there in the cold summer’s night. Naked. Cum dribbling down my legs. Chris scanned my body up and down. “Now for the real fun. Let’s see what we can make you do for us next.”



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Default Run And Hide - Part Two

It felt like they were devouring me with their eyes. “Hmmmm... I wonder what we should have her do next.” Chris and Joe discussed in front of me as if I wasn’t even there. I could tell they were treating me like the fly caught in a web and they wanted to take their time, just to mess with me. They made me stand in the middle of a patch of long field grass that had been trampled down. The area couldn’t have been more than 15‘x15’. I was just so cold. I’m naked and I’m chilled to the bone. I stood there with one arm trying to cover both breasts, my legs are squeezed as close together as possible, with the other hand held in front of my groin to shield it from their perverted eyes. I couldn’t keep from shaking if my life depended on it. In the north, even in the summers when the high gets in the 80’s and 90’s during the day, the low can get into the 60’s, 50’s and even the 40’s. I know it’s not quite that cold, but I’m freezing. This adds a whole other element to my torture.

I wasn’t past begging so I interrupted their debate. “Please can I put my clothes back on, just to warm up?”

Chris and Joe responded first with surprised looks that I had the audacity to even ask, which was immediately followed by snickers.

“What about if I promise not to fight? Or how about I won’t scream? I’ll do whatever you tell me.”

Joe was the first to reply. “Oh, I think we got you pretty good under control as it is, Sarah. You’re not screamin’ now.”

Chris interrupted. “I’ll make a deal with you. Let’s play another game and I’ll let you win back each piece of clothing.” Joe looked at him as if he’s nuts. “But you can’t have your panties. That’s ours now.” I don’t care what he wanted me to do. I needed to win back my top and jeans. Plus I figured I had more of a fighting chance of getting through this evening untouched by these assholes if I were clothed.

“You’re gonna perform for us.” Chris walked toward me. “You can have your pants back, but you gotta masturbate for it.” He closed in on me, circling me like a predator, dragging his rough, calloused hand lightly over my smooth, unblemished skin as he talked. I remained still. “Touch yourself...” he said in a low voice with his lips next to my ear, “stick your fingers in your pussy until you cum.” What?!?! “And we need to hear sound effects plus proof that you got wet.”

They told me to lie down and I did. I wasn’t about to disobey when Chris still had his gun and Joe was holding his big hunting knife. If I’m going to earn back my clothing, then I need to do this. The ground wasn’t as cold as I was expecting, almost as if the tall trampled grasses still held onto a little of the heat from the day. How am I going to do this in front of four men? After all, Derek and Adam were still tied to the trees about 7 feet away from me with their mouths covered in tape and their pants down. After what Chris and Joe made me do just before this, I wondered if it could get any more humiliating. Unfortunately the answer was yes.

I closed my eyes and tried to pretend I was alone. I started by running my hands over my body, my neck, my breasts, slowing over my nipples and lingering there while I gently tugged on the little buds that had begun to grow. “MOAN!” “MAKE SOME NOISE!”, they both shouted at me. I bit my lip and started to make the stupid moaning sounds that I always hear in the movies... or the time I accidentally walked in on my cousin watching a porno movie. I knew I had to follow their rules so they couldn’t have a reason to not hand over my clothes, and I was willing to do anything. I slid my right hand down my body, beyond my navel, lower, lower, just past my tiny tuft of hair. I stroked my labia up and down, breathing heavy, allowing my chest to rise and fall while my left hand continued to fondle my nipple. Slowly I let my fingers find their way into the inner folds of my vulva, massaging, kneading, manipulating. I notice everyone around me has fallen silent. I open my eyes and see nearly all of them have their mouths open, just staring, maybe even drooling. Chris and Joe both have their hands down their pants. Derek was now completely erect again and Adam was still at half mast, eyes closed, obviously still traumatized by what had just happened earlier. I must admit the situation of being forced to pleasure myself in the cold night, on the ground didn’t do much for me at all, but knowing I was actually the one in control at the moment was kind of hot. I was thankful I had opened my eyes to recognize this because it wasn’t until just now than I was starting to feel a little tingle and even a little wet. I pushed my hand lower to finger myself, just to check that I was indeed getting wet, before bringing my finger back up to my clit. Thankfully I was. I had zero interest in actually climaxing in any way so I decided to hurry things up a bit and gave them a performance that would have made Meg Ryan in the infamous diner scene look like an amateur.

After I had been laying there a minute or two, Chris told me to stand up. I got up slowly. Still cold, I wondered if they were going to keep their word. Chris came over to me, displaying his creepy smile. He grabbed me, pulling me into him, and then seized my crotch, sticking his fingers inside of me, checking to see if I’m wet.

When he pulled out his hand, he held it up for me to see how a couple of his fingers glistened before holding them up to his nose. “Good work. But before you put your pants on, you need to hear your next task.” Of course. I knew it was too good to be true. Why would they let me put my jeans on. “We’ll give you your shirt if you can make Adam come again... this time inside your lovely cunt. And Sarah, If I were you, I’d wait less time before climbing on top of him. He’s got a quick trigger.” More laughter. I looked over to Adam. Completely limp, staring at the ground, looking as though he’s a hundred miles away. Shit. This is going to be difficult. I know I have to seduce him if I’m going to get him in the mood. I also know I’m going to have to ease him in so I don’t completely scare him. What happened less than 30 minutes ago was damaging to his self-esteem.

I walked over to Adam and took his head in my hands. I kissed his face gently. His eyelids, his cheeks, his forehead. I looked into his eyes and I could see they were starting for fill up with tears again. “Sshh sshh sssshhhhh,” I responded in attempts to calm him. He dropped his head down again, nuzzling it into my neck. “It’s going to be alright, Adam,” I whispered. “Let me help you.” I slowly ran my hands down his chest, past his abdomen. I gently took his manhood in my hands and massaged it in hopes to get a little life back into it. I felt it beginning to perk up. “Mmmmmm. You can do this. You’re so big.” I figured some dirty talk couldn’t hurt. I bit my lip while making eye contact with him. I leaned into him, letting my breasts brush up against his arm, I said lightly in his ear, “Oooooo, I need you inside me...” Adam closed his eyes and let his head fall back. “That’s it...” His dick was stiff and solid now. I put my mouth on his chin as I faced him, then kissed him lightly down the side of his neck. I dipped his tip into my crevice to let the juices from the earlier task help lubricate him. “That’s it... good....” I got up on my tippy toes to line him up and felt his precum slide down the side of his shaft. I slowly fell into him. Aaah, we made it. Thank God almighty, he’s inside of me. “Nnnnnnggggg... Oh Adam... Yes, that’s it... you’ve got it.” I feel his pelvis beginning to push back into me as I pump. In all honesty, this is doing absolutely nothing for me, but I need to get through it and I need him to come, preferably soon. There’s a pain in my chest that is starting to blossom into fruition. I was trying so hard to get to this point, I had set my own feelings aside. Suddenly I’m flooded with emotions and I finally cry out. I can’t hold it in anymore. Tears are flowing down my cheeks freely and I can’t believe this is happening. It didn’t take long before Adam fully came; only a couple minutes, give or take.

After Adam and I finished, Chris tossed my clothing over to me. I quickly threw on my shirt and pulled up my jeans. I was still shivering, but definitely feeling better. “So it looks like we still need to warm you up a little more, don't we,” said Chris, “And we’ve got one more game in mind. We’re gonna give you a 30 second head start. You know, since we’re good guys an’ all. If we find you, and we will find you, we get to do whatever we want to you and you’ll have to satisfy our every need. We may even let your little boyfriends watch if you’re lucky.”

I hated this. If they were going to do something to me, then do something already! Instead, they gave me a flicker of hope. A flicker that could be blown out so easily, but now I had to try to get away. My heart was already racing in anticipation. These animals just wanted a good chase to get them in the mood. Fuckers.

“Ready?”, Chris asked me with a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
“Run and hide, Bitch!”



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Default Run And Hide - Part Three

They didn’t even give me a chance to put on my shoes. As soon as they told me to go, I ran. Immediately my feet hurt like crazy from running unprotected, hitting against the hard, uneven field. I could feel small rocks gouging into the arches of my feet. I knew I needed to find a place to hide quickly. I could hear them howling behind me. I glanced back and they were already running! I knew it hadn’t been 30 seconds. I don’t think it had even been 15, those dirty bastards! Before too long they were right on top of me. I could hear them panting and laughing. Laughing! My breasts were sore from having to run without any support. I don’t even feel my feet anymore. The adrenaline is coursing through my veins and I feel like I’m running for my life.

Joe was the faster of the two. He had caught up to the point where he was practically running right next to me. I immediately changed directions. My sharp angle gave me about a 5-foot lead, but it didn’t last. Joe lunged at me and we both fell to the ground. There was a mad scramble as I tried to get away from his grasp, writhing and kicking. Neither one of us said anything, only loud grunting as we fought. I wanted to hurt him. I clawed and slapped at Joe, but he was much bigger than me, and by the wide smile that appeared on his face, he seemed to be enjoying this struggle. Everything stopped when I suddenly felt a violent surge of pain through my scalp. Chris had gotten to us and was pulling me to my feet by my hair. This immense sting across the top and back of my head shocked me into submission, and my arms went limp to my sides the moment he had me on my feet. The pain alone made my eyes water. Chris brought my face to his and I instinctively put my hands out to keep his body from getting too close.

Please... why are you doing this?”, I cried. I got nothing in return except for a big, toothy grin and an evil, low laugh. Joe stood behind me. He reached around and grabbed both of my wrists and pulled them behind my back. He’s doing something. What is he doing?? “No! Let GO!”, I screamed as I realized what was happening. Now they’re both laughing as Joe tightened a zip tie around my wrists. Chris’s face was so close to mine that I could feel the warmth from his breath. His nose lightly grazed the side of my face. “Mmmmm... this is going to be... fuunnn...”

Not if I can help it! “NOOO! HEL--”

Still behind me, Joe slapped his hand tightly over my mouth mid scream. Chris let go of my hair and stepped back. The glint of Joe’s knife in his other hand caught my eye and I immediately stopped trying to yell. Joe slowly moved his hand from my mouth to around my neck. “Are you going to play nice or do you like it rough?”

Now, it’s one thing to make me do what you want by threatening the lives of my friends. But they’re still back at the the clearing, up behind the tree line. If you’re going to put me in a situation where the choice is fight or give in, you better believe I’m not going to make it easy for you.

“Fuck you!”

“No, sweetie, you’re the one who’s gonna get fucked.”

They both laughed at me and I was thrown to the ground. With my hands secured behind my back, there was no way for me to break my fall and all of my weight fell onto my left arm. The pain was excruciating and I hoped I hadn’t broken anything.

“Oops, was that too hard?” They could obviously see the pain on my face. I clambered to sit up and scoot back, away from them.

“Just where do you think you’re going, Sarah?”

I looked up in the direction toward my house. I could see Derek and Adam tied to the trees in the distance. I knew they could see everything that was happening.

“Stay away from me.” I’m beginning to sound less confident.

“Or else what? Huh, Sarah?” They were closing in on me. “Who’s going to help you? Tweedledee and Tweedledum up there?”

Chris grabbed me at the ankles and pulled me back toward him. He straddled my legs, pushed my torso back to the ground, and held me down with one hand on my throat. He leaned in close and continued in a whisper, “No one knows you’re here and we have all night to take our time.” Panic swept over me as I realized just how right he was. With that statement, Chris closed the space between our faces and kissed me. It was a long, slow kiss. Surprisingly tender, like there was something more to their little game. I couldn’t help but wonder if they were doing this to me because of some unrequited crush from long ago. I had always read that a rapist was a violent, sadistic man who was in it for the power more than the sex. This was unexpectedly gentle. Still, I didn’t want this and tried to move my head away. As I did, Chris moved his gun closer to my face so I could see it out of the corner of my eye, just to remind me it was still there. He then began to kiss me much harder, tugging at my bottom lip with his teeth. As he became more and more aggressive, he ultimately forced my lips open and stuck his tongue inside. I desperately wanted to bite down on it, sever it from him forever, but I knew I wouldn’t live to see the morning if I had. In and out, it penetrated my mouth as if simulating the actual act of sex. His tongue was wet and warm against mine and it made me want to gag.

Chris continued to grasp my throat as he moved his kisses past my cheek and nibbled my ear. “Have you ever been raped before?” His voice was scratchy and soft in my ear. Almost too calm. I could feel he had become hard and was rubbing himself against my clothed body. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard I’ll turn you inside-out.” His words terrified me. My stomach flipped and sparks of adrenaline raced across my middle. Tears filled my eyes and my body shook as I cried silently beneath him. He continued to kiss and suck on my neck while his hands slid down past my breasts and to my waist. He lifted up my shirt, exposing my soft, pale bosom to the cold night air. His mouth immediately found my left nipple while his hand fondled the other. He was taking his time. Chris’ kisses led down my body, past my abs. He sat up on my legs and began to slowly unbutton and zip down my jeans. He pulled the waist down and the brisk temperature touched my most sensitive skin. I could feel all four eyes on me. Chris bit his lower lip and moaned a little, “Ooohh, Sarah...” He and Joe pulled my jeans all the way off and for a moment my legs were finally free to kick back. They each grabbed a leg and spread me open. Chris moved in between my legs so now I was forced to stay in that position. I continued to squirm, trying to get free from him and was met with a hard backhanded slap against my right cheek, which stunned me once again into submission. I let out an unintentional whimper and I heard how delighted it made them.

It was going to happen soon now and the only other people who knew it was happening were tied to trees about 500 meters away. Chris had pulled himself out of his pants. I could see he was quite big, much bigger than either of my previous boyfriends. Before tonight I had only had sex with two other guys and in both instances I was in love, or at least thought I was in love. To be forced to have sex with my childhood friend and then raped at least two more times by these two bastards made me feel so dirty, like a whore, even though it was all done against my will. I already felt ashamed by what they made me do earlier tonight and now this. Chris laid his penis on my belly and planked above me, still smiling. I could feel the precum on my skin. “I hope you’re ready, Bitch.”

I tried begging one last time. “Wait, Chris, wait... Wait. Please don’t do this.”

“Why wouldn’t I do this? I’ve been fantasizing about this moment since I was 18.” He had been fantasizing about raping me for years?! This blew my mind. I hadn't thought about him once.

Chris took his dick in his hand and rubbed it against the outside of my crevice before sinking the tip just barely between my slit, running it up and down. The suspense was killing me and I wished he would just do it already. Finally, he lined himself up and pushed forward in one smooth motion so that he was entirely inside me. My mouth fell open and let out a cry. I had never felt completely filled like that before and it was painful. Chris started to pump, slow at first, until he caught up to a rhythm that remained static for a little while. I looked up at the night sky. It was completely clear and I could see the stars. I imagined I was far away, camping or something. Not here. Anywhere but here.

The thrusting was now getting faster and harder. I felt him bumping up against my cervix. I couldn’t help, but make a small noise with every hit, which made him smile cruelly. I knew he was going to come soon. My eyes were locked on him and I was afraid to look away. His face was turning more red and I could see a vein protrude in the middle of his forehead. With one final, forceful ram, Chris’ eyes rolled back and he let out a giant moan that I was certain even Derek and Adam could hear. I felt his dick spasm inside of me as every last drop of semen flowed out of him. He collapsed on top of me for a moment, suddenly making it difficult to breathe, before he pulled out.

When it was over, I rolled onto my right side and drew my knees as high as I could. It was my unconscious way of protecting my own body. Crying, the only word I repeated between sobs was “why”...

"Oh, don't think we're done yet, Sarah."



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They left me alone for a few minutes until my crying died down a bit. Joe stretched out on the ground next to me and brought his lips to my ear. “Don’t cry, baby. I promise to be more gentle than my big, bad brother.” His laugh had an evil tone to it that made me question his sincerity. He gently moved the hair that had fallen in front of my eyes away from my face and licked my cheek.

Please... no more,” I cringed.

“Did you hear that, Chris? She wants us to stop.”

They both laughed at my weak pleas, knowing there is nothing I or anyone could do to stop them, especially with my hands tied behind my back as they were. Plus the only two other people aware of what was happening down here were tied to a fucking tree.

Joe climbed on top of me, straddling my hips, and began to grope my breasts. He was gentle at first, though it turned rough pretty quickly. Squeezing, pinching, scratching. Through my winces and soft squeals of pain, I could see he was gaining great pleasure from my suffering. He flattened my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, crushing them as he twisted and pulled. The pain was so severe I thought he would rip them right off my skin. I could hear Chris laughing somewhere behind me as I screamed out.

I squirmed beneath Joe, trying to break free. He leaned down and smashed his lips against mine. After what felt like forever, he pulled away and stared at me. Eyes cold. For a moment I had hoped he had changed his mind and that was when he hit me across the face and grabbed my neck. “You are a fucking cunt, aren’t you Bitch. Always too good for us.”

I didn’t know what to say. They were much older than me and I never thought of them that way. “No! I... never... I...” At that moment Joe squeezed my neck and cut off my air supply, as well as my ability to speak. It didn’t take long before my peripheral vision turned black and started closing in. The next thing I knew, I was waking up from what felt like a nap. I was confused and couldn’t remember where I was or what I was doing there. Joe was on top of me with his hand around my neck and everything that had happened over the course of the night flooded my memory. I tried to fight against his grip by twisting from side to side, but it was no use. He laughed at me as he was clearly the one in control here. Joe proceeded to choke me out three more times, from which the last was the hardest to wake up. I was disoriented and I came-to with Joe grinding on top of me. I didn’t know how long I had been out, but I regained consciousness mid rape.

Joe didn’t even realize I had opened my eyes. I turned my head to the side, looking off in the distance, focusing on the sway of the tree tops that were illuminated by the moon. We rocked back and forth with each thrust, and with every push came a small grunt from his lips. How much longer could this go on? My wrists were sore and raw from the zip ties rubbing against my skin, my arms were falling asleep, and the weeds and dried grasses were poking into my backside. In all of my discomfort, I didn’t even have the energy to cry. It didn’t take long after that. Joe finally came inside me with a huge, loud moan.

Joe smashed his lips against mine once more before climbing off of me. Everything was still and quiet. The only thing I could hear was the rustling of leaves as the soft wind ebbed and flowed, and I thought to myself, “Finally; they will be gone soon.” I didn’t even care that there was a possibility I may have to lay there until morning when the neighbors would be up and about; working in their yards outside to hear me scream for help. It was at that point when I heard the sound of jeans unzipping and my heart sank. This night was not over yet.



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“Get up on your knees, slut.” Another order from Chris. I didn’t move. I didn’t have it in me. “I said, get up on your FUCKIN‘ KNEES.” He grabbed my left arm to pull me up and I shrieked in pain. That was the arm I fell on earlier and it was still terribly sore. I could tell it wasn’t broken, but something felt out of place. He positioned me on my knees in front of him and I felt my long sleeved shirt slip down over my breasts again. They hadn’t taken it off when they zip tied my hands behind me, and I was taking great comfort in having that material over my skin again. Chris had his hand down his pants, rubbing himself, getting it hard before he pulled it out.

“Tell me you want my great big dick in your mouth.” I clamped my mouth shut and shot daggers at Chris with my eyes. He started to repeat himself when Joe interrupted.

“Hey, we need to take that shit off of her. I want to see her tits swingin’ when I fuck her in the ass.” My heart sunk, knowing he meant every word. Joe continued, “We could just pull it up over her head...”

“Nah, this is more fun.” Chris held his hand out and Joe passed him his big hunting knife. Chris grabbed the back of my neck with his left hand and tried to intimidate me even more by sliding the blade across my cheek and down the front of my chest. That knife went through my shirt like butter. They both smirked while he stripped my shirt off of me and even laughed when he occasionally nicked my skin. By the time he was done, I was left with cotton cuffs on the lower half of my arms. “There. Much better, don’t you think?” He backed up to admire his work and I could see the process made him completely hard and he had already sprung out of his pants. As he came closer to me, he pushed his jeans and underwear back down to his knees again. I clenched my teeth together and stared up at him with venom in my eyes. Joe must have noticed this because before either of them said anything, Joe’s fingers were digging into my cheeks so that I was forced to open my mouth. I’m not stupid. I’m not about to bite him, especially knowing they were carrying two deadly weapons between them. I just needed to get through this nightmare. I cringed to think about the fact that his dick had been inside me and now it was in my mouth. Chris throat fucked me for what felt like forever, through my gags and gargles, before ultimately cumming on my tongue. When he pulled out, Joe held my jaw shut and told me I better swallow everything, which of course I did.

The moment I swallowed, Joe bent me over at the waist and pushed my head to the ground. I knew what was coming next because he already told me. There were no words I could say, no pleas that would convince him to stop. And without even wetting my hole or getting his dick slick with any number of fluids he had available to him, he pushed himself into my ass, going in deeper with each thrust. I immediately tried to lift my head and scream in response, but Chris was there to push my head back down, covering my mouth with his hand, muffling any and all sounds I made. The pain was intense and I attempted to buck his penetration, but I was stuck. I couldn’t move with two large men holding me down. I felt like he was tearing me in half, in fact I could feel myself rip. I continued to scream and cry out through Chris’ hand until Joe finally came and pulled out, at which point, they let me collapse to the ground.

They both stood over me, talking. I don’t know for how long and I have no idea what was said, as I became closed off to the world around me. My mind went blank. I was no longer present. After a while I felt two warm streams of liquid hit my body and I knew they were finished with me. A golden shower to punctuate the end of this assault with the ultimate in humiliation. At least they avoided my face.

They cut my wrists free before giving me my last warning, waving Chris’ gun in my face. “Stay put until we’re out of sight. And remember: You say a word of this to the police, next time we will kill Derek and Adam in front of you, and there will be a next time. Do you understand?” Without looking at them I simply nod my head.

“Alright. Let’s go take care of those assholes up there.”

I couldn’t move. I was in too much pain and my body was in shock. I watched as Chris and Joe walked their way back up to the trees, and I could see them pounding into Derek and Adam. Their faces, their stomachs, even though they were still tied to the trunks. Chris and Joe finally cut them free and I heard them call back, “See ya next year at the reunion, assholes,” followed by confident laughter.

I could hear Adam and Derek coming toward me and was mortified they were going to see me like this: naked, curled up in a ball. Fuck. Who am I kidding? They watched the whole thing! I recounted everything that happened in my head. Being forced to blow Derek, taking Adam’s virginity, masturbating in front of them, being chased, repeatedly raped at least once in every orifice, even being urinated on. The tears started to fall silently down my cheeks again as I buried my face in my hands out of embarrassment.

“Come on, Sarah, let us help you.” It was Derek’s voice, tender and comforting. They sat me up and pulled a shirt over my head, dressed me the best they could with little effort from me, almost as if I was a doll. God knows I was no help in my daze. I didn’t even note whose shirt it was. They gently pulled me up and helped me step into my jeans. They must have brought my shoes and socks with them, too, as they assisted me in putting those on as well. They had always been nice boys.

“We can take you to the hospital.” I shook my head no. They didn’t fight me on this. I think they understood where I was coming from. After all they were victims, too. We walked back up to the clearing, past the trees, and through the wooded tree line until we came out in my parents’ back yard. I could tell the sun was about to come up because some of the birds were just starting to chirp. Ashamed, heads down, the three of us quietly walked our separate ways, to our own childhood homes. About three weeks later my mother called to tell me Chris and Joe were both shot in a hunting accident, that it was all over the news. I never asked, but always had my suspicions that it wasn’t an accident. Derek, Adam, and I never spoke of that night again.



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