~~~~(more heavy cnc, somno, kidnap stuff)~~~~
People don’t understand how hard it is to sneak around in the forest. One stick cracking, one step in a pile of leaves, and someone will see you. It’ll be worth the tediousness though, because I can see that long black hair from the the brush I’m hiding in. You might be able to see me if you turned… But you’re focused on the camera and astrophotography, oblivious to the danger.
The attack is swift. A light shines in the air about ten feet in front of you and we begin our chase. Screams fill the air as you start to run towards the forest in an attempt to escape. You make it ten feet in before seeing us and veer in the opposite direction… our laughter is in the air now, and we chase you down a little bank and into a small circular clearing.
Panting, shaking in terror, you keep running towards different parts of the brush to try and evade us. But we have you surrounded now and even though it’s against all instincts to turn your back on danger, you start to slowly spin around to take the scene in. One by one, we all step out from behind the trees, behind under brush, in the shadows. Realization hits you. You know why we’re here.
There’s about twenty five or thirty of us, and now that the fun is about to start, some are undressing, others are grabbing a bulge in their pants or pulling their dick out to jerk.
But they’ve won. Your knees hit the dirt and they hold your nose. I can see the fight, the arms flailing as they’re yanking that black hair, clothes being ripped off in the struggle. But you give in and it isn’t long before you’re choking on one cock while three more are hitting your tear streaked face, desperate for friction. Your hands are now being used to jerk off two more, and a line is forming in front of you, full of men eagerly waiting to use and abuse you.
One of them has had enough of waiting. He shoves your back unto the ground and forces his cock in your cunt. The others quickly resume position and now make their way over, a couple are holding your legs open for easier access. Most are jacking off at the sight.
The first one blows his load down your throat. You try to back away and spit, but he’s balls deep and forces you to swallow every drop. When he finally pulls out, a string of mucus connects the tip of his dick to the back of your throat. Another quickly takes his place.
More men blow their loads on your body, the one in your cunt can’t help but breed you; it was just too good. That little slit makes a couple more men nut, but a particularly well hung one lays down next to you, forces you on top of him, and lines up with your ass. Others are excited now, pumping faster as you squirm and cry, completely devoid of anything that would brace the impact.
But that doesn’t stop him.
More men have to come forward to hold your trembling, screaming body as you start getting torn open. The men force one leg in the air, and hold the other to the ground. The writhing on your cock makes the one in your pussy cum instantly. He slams into your shrieking body as his cum hits the very back of you, over and over again. The friction from the top makes the man on the bottom groan and hump faster.
You’re cross eyed and losing consciousness from the pain. The tears are gone; you have no more left to cry. There’s still too many who want to rape your body. The one in your ass is trying to hold on because the cock slamming into your pussy is fucking you so hard your entire body is sliding. It’s too much. The cock in your ass goes from being almost completely still, enjoying the writhing as you get stuffed full of dick, to violently pumping your ass with every inch he can before having a toe curling orgasm in your ass. When he finally withdraws, his cock is coated pink.
I can feel my cock growing against my will at the sight of your ass being violated. But I’m not ready to fuck you yet…
You’re upside down now; they managed to get an extra cock in your pussy so there’s four cocks filling you now. I can see the moment you slide out of consciousness: your whole body gives way.
Your face is turning purple from being recklessly fucked by another well endowed man, another is choking you into a nice purplish-red color. (I may as well as “readjust” while I wait, what harm will it do?) Even your feet are being humped for friction as a couple more wait to get inside you. Nobody can help themselves, your body’s just too tight. You understand that why we had to do this, right? You were asking for it by coming into the woods alone? Hell, nobody even knows where you are… and by the time they do, it’ll be too late.
The line is thinning. Only five or so remain, and they’re close. You’re awake again, fists pounding as you fight your way through the last few.
So I start walking back to the road. My truck is parked off the shoulder a little way down, so once I make my way down there, I hop in the drivers seat and start to slowly make my way back up the road. It isn’t long before you come crashing out of the forest, screaming and begging me to stop my truck.
You run to meet me, and I put the truck in park and start out to meet you. The headlight is blinding, and it’s only when you’re about ten feet away that you see what I’m holding, what exactly it is you’re running at, that you start to scream and try to run again.
I catch you easily; how far did you really think you could go with that ass ripped to shreds? The black hair is even softer than I thought it’d be, so I grab a fistful and drag your naked body down the asphalt and bend your ass over the truck bed. I casually push some buckets, bleach, zip ties, and a chainsaw to the side to make room. “Well, this is it,” I say cheerfully “the final act. Are you ready?” My tone is sincere, as though I might stop if you say ‘no’. Looking uncertain, you pause and start to say something, but- “Too late, answer when I talk to you, got it?” I give your face a good, hard slap, just to make the message sink in a little deeper. Sobbing, shaking, you give a little nod in response to my question. My smile makes you shiver “Big girls use their words. Are you a big girl?”
“Then fucking answer me!” My free hand moves to your throat, and my smile becomes a leer “remember those other boys, groping at your neck? Pathetic. It only takes three fingers, see?” And I hold them out for you, so close to your face it makes you crosseyed. “Only three fingers, laid in just. The right. Spot. See? Isn’t that better?” My fingers are barely across your throat, but at my lightest touch, the pressure points immediately start to cut oxygen flow to your brain. It only takes six or seven seconds before you start to gasp and claw my fingers.
So I give you some mercy and let go. You gasp and choke, and I’m slapping you again, just for the hell of it. Strands of black hair are starting to rip in my hand, but I don’t care. I like hearing you come back to yourself. So for a couple minutes, that’s what I do; choke you right up to the point where you’re about to pass out, then slap you awake while you cough and struggle. It’s the cutest little cycle, and your eyes turn the prettiest blue when you cry and beg me to stop.
My free hand gropes my cock absentmindedly in my jeans. “Do you think you’ll get pregnant?” I ask, watching the face you make. I can tell you hadn’t even got there yet; horror floods your body and you almost seem sick at the thought. “Well, we’d better make sure it all stays in, shouldn’t we?”
I take the handle of my hatchet and stick it in your cum soaked pussy and start to fuck you with it. You actually manage to take it all the way in, and that sight is enough to make me claw my dick out of my pants to jerk. “You did this you know. We’ve watched you come out here for days, trying to get your camera in the right spot, obsessing over settings… I mean, with the way you were bending over, can you really blame us? You weren’t exactly hiding that cleavage you know. And I swear you saw a couple of us at least once, because you jiggled your ass when we walked by… see? You did this. You were too good not to have, and instead of arguing over who got to have you, we decided to compromise and take you instead. Isn’t that nice?”
I’m lightly circling your abused asshole as I jerk off. The handle of the hatchet is still buried deep in your pussy, and I slowly push my thumb knuckle deep in your ass. Tense and shuddering, your ass tries to wiggle away from my touch, but I drag you back and start double penetrating that ass and pussy. The blood coating my thumb is still slightly pink in color, so I wave it in your face. “Open up.”
Obediently your jaw drops a fraction, and I force you to eat your own blood, plus about ten other mens cum. I laugh as you lick my finger “That’s disgusting. Keep going.”
While your sucking my thumb like a pacifier, I line myself up with your ass and push inside. I’m reopening wounds that had started to heal, and the pain seems to make you black out for a second. But I’m not like the other men who just had to have you. Sure, you were my target, but why not take my time? Slowly, gently, I pump in and out, only going a little deeper with every thrust. The hatchet is slipping, so I take my thumb out of your mouth and start fucking you with the hatchet and my cock at the same time. “You’re so full baby.” I whisper as I look down in awe. You’re so beautiful, cum filled and terrified, completely at my mercy. Kegals, that’s what you’re doing now, trying to take in and then push out as much as you can. The friction on my cock is hard to ignore as I plow forward, straight through that warm, dry hug.
I’m choking you again, but I don’t slap you back awake this time. You’re almost blue before I let go, and very much unconscious. I feel you give way, and the monster in me can’t take it anymore; I’m snarling and ripping through your resisting ass as fast as I can, pulling out to the very tip, then shoving myself balls deep back into your hole. Your black hair is falling everywhere, so I grab some and force your head backwards so I can watch your limp body bounce better. Your eyes are rolled back into your head. I can’t…. Take it…. Fuck baby, you’re gunna make me cum. Look at your tear stained face, do you need someone to rape your ass while you scream? Did you need someone to rescue you, only to abuse you again? Of course you did…. And now I’m going to blow a load inside your helpless ass… Oh god, oh fuck baby here I go
I spread your ass apart so I can watch your hole take my cum. My cock pulses slightly with every shoot, and I get to watch your ass twitch as you take every drop. But there’s a problem; I can’t stop. The friction feels too good, and soon I’m using your hole to bring my over sensitive cock to a second orgasm. I can feel the pressure in my nuts start to build again while my dick is somehow begging me to stop and keep going at the same time. I. Need. You. Make me bust, oh god take this cock. Feel me rip you apart, make sure you can’t walk right ever again. You’re making me shoot again, oh fuck I’m gunna cum again-
I tumble over the edge, but it’s over this time. My sore, limp dick slides out of your ass, and I’m panting, trying to catch my breath. You fall back into the road without me holding you up into the truck. Instead of killing you, I kick your limp, unconscious body into the deep grass of the ditch before climbing back in my truck and driving away.
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