He had partially dragged Lindsay, screaming and trying to kick, out of the back of his pickup truck. Her tied ankles flailing about until he got a good grip on them. Then he wrenched on them, painfully pulling her naked torso across the dirt, grit and small pebbles littering the box floor of his pickup truck.
Her breasts ached, her nipples stung as they were grated across the metal box of the truck. Suddenly she felt her legs fall to the ground. Her bare toes wriggling and digging into the dirt as she found herself bent over the open tailgate of this monster’s bright red pickup truck.
Lindsay bit hard into the thick stick of wood jammed across her mouth. It was effective at garbling her words, but it still let her scream as she felt his hands grasp her bound arms and clawing hands, all so he could cruelly shove them aside.
His other hand grabbed her fully exposed ass and with only the warning of his gruff laugh, he aggressively rammed two of his thick calloused fingers deep into her raw sore slit.
It had been maybe only an hour since he had grabbed a poor unsuspecting Lindsay, but in that horror filled length of time, her world he had flipped on end. He had brutally raped her bound up body long and hard, twice, in the back of his pickup.
She wailed into the rough hand hewn gag that was making the corners of her mouth raw. The bark still on the thick stick that he had tied overly tight around her thrashing about head. She could feel him violating her sex with both of his wriggling fingers and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.
“Still a nice snug pussy and still filled up with my cum!” he laughed, “See…you dumbass slut! Lots of my spunk still spilling out of your hot sexy cunt!”
He said this as he withdrew his fingers and then reached over her body to smear them all over her tear-soaked face. The smell of herself and the taste of his spent semen, making her sob in futile desperation as he rubbed his filthy fingers across her quivering forcibly spread lips.
“Course there’s one hole back down here still not leaking out any cum. Guess we better fill it up too, eh bitch! Before we tie you up for good to the old Howlin Tree and then put your spunk swallowing mouth to its proper use!”
Lindsay tried to thrash free. She tried to stand up as the horror of his words hit here. He gripped her bound elbows and then slammed her torso back down as any hope she had of escaping seemed to utterly vanish.
Her bare chest ground into the truck bed and she screamed loud and long as she felt him pry apart her ass cheeks with one of his large rough hands. The tip of his stiff and long dick, probing at her as yet, unviolated back entrance.
Then she felt his grip on her elbows tighten and a new shriek of pain and desperate wail for help, caught in her throat. Though there was no one around to hear her pitiful garbled screams for help this deep in the forest. Plus, the noise of the not far off interstate highway did a good job of drowning out a woman’s desperate pleading screams as the tortured sound waves drifted out of the trees.
Screams, wails and howls of agony that went on for longer than she could have imagined as his cock breached her tight anus and her once virgin asshole stretched, then ripped and then finally, filled up with his cum.
Lindsay lay over the tailgate of the truck panting and gasping around the stick still brutally wedged in her slobbering mouth. Her ass stung like hell and she could feel his warm semen leaking back out of her bum and down over her raw pussy and inner thighs.
She had never experienced anything so painful, so sick and vile, in her 25 years on the planet. A 25 years that in all probability would be all she ever experienced after unwillingly falling into the hands of this sadist and pervert.
She blinked away some of the tears in her eyes and groaned from the painful ache in almost every part of her naked and captive body. Then she blinked again as she saw the glint of a long knife blade being waved near her snivelling face.
“Come on slut, get the fuck up and waddle your cute ass over to the tree. Time to anchor you good and tight up to the old Howlin Tree.”
Lindsay mewled into her gag, a pleading look on her face as he rougly pulled her up off the tailgate by her bound arms. Standing there naked, ankles and arms tied painfully tight, she desperately wanted to escape. And without thinking she spun around on her tied ankles and tried to hop away.
Frantic to be free of this sicko, she screamed constantly around the stick tied in her mouth as she hopped along the dead end gravel road that his truck had driven along to unwillingly deliver her to this secluded spot.
Lindsay was so panicked, so in her own mind to get away, that she couldn’t even register his deep laugh from behind her and his mocking,
“Where the fuck do you think you’re trying to go, you silly bitch! Get your pretty fuckable ass back here! If you make me chase you down, then I am so making your miserable short life even fucking worse!”
But Lindsay kept on hopping along the gravel. Tears streaming down her face as she could hear the large trucks on the far-off interstate and a flock of birds flew loudly out of a nearby tree.
The next thing she knew, his rough hands were grasping her waist. Her view was of the ground coming up fast and then her face and chest painfully dragging in the dirt and gravel as he dragged her wailing body by her bound ankles, back over to the base of some tree.
He grabbed her head by the top of her hair and wrenched her sobbing face upwards to stare up at the tree. Her eyes going wide as she saw his hunting knife stabbed into the trunk below a heart carved into the bark.
There was course thick rope already wound around the trunk and some long strands hanging from a limb. She could see claw marks in the tree trunk where she was sure he had tied up other girls.
Deep grooves in the dirt from some other poor girl’s digging and curling toes meant she also might end up dangling from the tree and this made her sob in terrified despair.
“Welcome to the ‘Howlin Tree’ cunt! It’s where I bring all my pretty little snatched victims to enjoy their final days of cock sucking and cum swallowing. And since you sort of tried to run away, I am gonna make it extra nasty for you!”
Linsday shook her head about, even in his firm grip. She sobbed and then let out a garbled barrage of begging that only made him grin, and his cock, still hanging out of his jeans, re-grow monstrously hard and huge.
“Well bitch, once I get your neck and arms tied up good and snug to the Howlin Tree, maybe you can show me with that blubbering mouth of yours how appreciative you’ll be… if I don’t make what’s left of your ugly life, extra nasty and painful.”
Lindsay sputtered and choked. Her abductor’s semen was pouring back out of her gasping mouth. His cock was finally out of her mouth, and she could finally get in some air. But then she howled in agony as he bent over and yanked on the whittled twig.
The twig which he had carved to a sharp point and then mercilessly punctured her right tit with. Blood still trickled from her mutilated nipple where the wood jabbed thru her most sensitive skin. He pulled up on it again and she wailed in agony, pleading for him to stop.
“Sttttoppppp pleasssse….AHHHWWWW GAAAWD ..PLEASSSE.” She shrieked as he sadistically jerked the twig around.
“Shouldn’t have tried to run away, you dumb, idiotic whore. Told ya it would be nasty!” he growled as he let go of the twig puncturing her right nipple.
“But I sucked you off like you said. I did what you said… so you wouldn’t be….n.n..nasty.” Lindsay sputtered out, his putrid semen still swimming around in her begging mouth.
Her captor then grasped her chin, even though it too was dripping with more of his cum mixed with her drool. He lifted her head, staring into her eyes with wild lust, sadism and even a hint of glee.
“I said I wouldn’t make it ‘extra’ nasty if you performed like a cock loving skank and sucked me off. But a stupid cunt like you probably didn’t catch that! For sure your pathetic misguided escape attempt deserved some good old ‘regular’ nastiness!”
He took his cock in his hand and gave it a few strokes. And then to Lindsay’s disbelieving eyes, it went stiff and erect again. She couldn’t believe he still had more in him, even as he poked the wet slimy tip at her lips and grunted
“Suck it again whore, or I do get ‘extra’ nasty?”
She tried one last pleading look up at him, asking him, ‘not to hurt her, not to do this to her’.
His response was only to step away and pick up another twig. He then pulled his knife back out of the tree and began to whittle away the tip of that twig. All while Lindsay sobbed below him, her head dropped in despair and her bound body shaking in utter fear.
“Ya you better blubber away bitch, cause you just earned having your other pretty titty stabbed right thru with some freshly sharpened wood…. And then I am still gonna fuck your mouth again. And you’ll suck and swallow like a desperate greedy slut…Cause I could still puncture your sweet little clit, or maybe cut it clean off and stick it to the tree…if you don’t fuckin shut up and please me.”
Lindsay’s head sunk down to her tortured chest and she gasped, as the cruel strands of rope cut into her tender neck. The rope around her neck hadn’t loosened even a fraction since the sick fuck had abandoned her here in the lonely forest, days ago.
Her body ached everywhere, her poor tits the most. The tips of her nipples looking red and watery from the growing infection in them. Raw wood ripped through the most sensitive flesh of an innocent woman’s tits would do that when left for days.
She tried to move her weak body into another position, anything with a bit more comfort. But it was a useless effort she realized. The secureness of the coarse ropes left her very little room to maneuver.
She longed to bring her arms out from behind her back. She could barely feel her hands anymore, the ropes being so viciously tight above and around her elbows.
Drool had stopped dripping from her jammed open mouth. Days without a drop of water would do that too. The wooden rod wedged in between her teeth, she had actually gnawed down a tiny bit because of her useless biting groans.
Groans usually then accompanied by a howling and screaming fit. Her longshot hope that someone out there on the far off highway would hear her mournful garbled shrieks for help.
She blinked back another round of dry tears as the sunbeams coming thru the forest canopy at a very low angle, blinked out also. The sun was setting, and she was still stuck out in the woods, bound, gagged, naked and utterly terrified.
Then she heard it, a vehicle sound. A truck maybe? Was it was coming along the remote little trail her abductor had driven her in on?
Lindsay lifted her head and dragged in a deep breath. Then she started her screams again. Her stick muffled howls for help sounding horrendously garbled and hoarse. But she kept up the painful shrieking as the vehicle sounded like it was much closer.
She stopped her howling, but she was still shivering and gasping for air. The bright lights of a vehicle shone in from behind her.
She heard a door open and then close and then the voice of a woman. Lindsay suddenly found a little extra strength and jerked at her ropes. Hope in her throbbing chest as she heard the voice of a young woman say,
“Oh my god there’s someone tied to that tree!” Oh my gawd, she’s naked and gagged!”
In Lindsay’s tear blurred vision the acne covered face of a young blonde woman appeared. She was down on her bare knees, her hands reaching out to touch Lindsay’s dirty semen matted hair.
“Oh my gawd, oh my gawd!” she kept repeating as she looked over Lindsay’s abused body over. Her fingers reaching out and almost touching the splintered pieces of wood that pierced Lindsay’s tortured tits.
There was a panic on her face as her head darted around either side of Lindsay’s quaking body, obviously looking for a way to untie Lindsay’s overly knotted bindings. Her aim to try and find a way to untie and rescue Lindsay.
Her hands cupped Lindsay’s chin and she lifted the poor exhausted and abused young woman’s head.
“You’re gonna be okay. I got you, we’ll get you out of here!” she said straight into Lindsay’s distraught but increasingly relieved face.
Lindsay nodded at the blonde, not even noticing how the girl grimaced and then wiped her hands on her jean shorts after touching Lindsay’s semen and drool crusted face. Lindsay was just too grateful to feel humiliated by how pathetic and disgusting she probably looked. She was just grateful that she had been found. Immensely grateful that her nightmare was over.
For the first time in almost four long horrific days Lindsay felt hope and relief. The blonde’s hands were down at Lindsay’s feet trying to untie the knots in Lindsay’s ankle ropes, when the shadow of a pair of jean clad legs appeared behind the blonde.
Not looking up at the man she had just met in a seedy bar, a good looking man who promised her a fun time in the woods, the blonde asked, “Brian, you have a knife or som….”
Her words were cut off by the horrific blood curdling scream of Lindsay. Her body now thrashing about madly in the severely tight ropes, A garbled stream of words trying to escape around the thick stick of wood trapped between her jaws.
Her eyes bugged out of her head as stared upwards, high over the equally startled young blonde. The face of her abductor, her tormentor, grinning down over both of them. His fist already pulling up on a handful of the now shrieking blonde’s hair.
“Miss me, you pathetic cunt?” He barked with a laugh.
Then pulling the knife out of the tree that blonde had not even noticed in her eagerness to save Lindsay, he tapped the sharp blade under the whimpering and confused blonde’s quivering chin.
Cutting just the shallowest little line into her neck, he growled down into her panicked eyes, “Bitch One…Meet Bitch Two.”
His blade tip pointing at a hysterical Lindsay as he finished his sick introduction, and he chuckled, “Now which dumb cunt’s turn is it to be incentivised? Which one of you do I hurt the most so they eagerly wish to put their cock loving lips around my dick, hmmm?”
….. Three more sunsets later….
The distant sounds of the Interstate Lindsay could still hear every now and then. Loud trucks making their way up a heavy incline made her wish she could slip these horrid ropes and run for the road.
Then she heard the sound of the approaching truck. She blinked and tried looking out into the dusky forest. She could only see a pair of headlights. But she knew it was him. The vile depraved man who had trapped her in an unrelenting hellish world of pain and suffering.
Linday heard a moan and then the distinct sound of muffled sniveled sobs just over her left shoulder. The sobs of the unsuspecting blonde who had appeared some three or four long days ago, she couldn’t quite rightly remember. Lindsay sighed and for a moment was glad the girl was still alive, though how, Lindsay wasn’t sure.
It had been one of the sickest scenes she had ever seen. The most disturbing and distressing thing she had ever witnessed when her abductor strung up the blonde by her tits. He had put a thick hood over the blonde’s shrieking head and tied plenty of rope around it, at her neck and her mouth, telling her,
“The last thing your fucking ugly face will ever see bitch, is my grinning face! But you’ll feel lots of me, in every tight hole you have!”
Then he raped her, gratuitously tortured her, and lastly sodomised her with one of his hand carved pieces of wood.
In fact, he had tied the stick into her bleeding ass with a ‘crotch rope’, he called it. Banging it deep in between her toned ass cheeks with a rubber mallet from the back of his truck. A truck that was now coming to a stop not far from the tree.
Lindsay shuddered and cowered in her unrelenting tight ropes as she heard the trunk engine turn off. Then she heard then tailgate bang down and a shuffling of stuff, including the sound of plastic and tools.
Lastly, she heard the stomping sounds of his boots as he approached the tree and then his gravelly alcohol fueled voice.
“How them poor tied titties, you blubbering stupid thing. Still alive under that ugly mug hiding hood. God cunt, you had such a festering ugly face. The hood actually improves your looks by million miles!”
There was suddenly a deep mournful female scream echoing around in the woods.
Her abductor glanced over at a shocked looking Lindsay and grinned monstrously wide. His left hand was on the softball sized, rope choked tit, of the poor wailing girl. His other hand gripping on the stick jutting out from between her bloodied and cut buttocks.
He gave the stick a push and a pull and then jerked it up and down. The girl’s small fingers stuck in between her shoulder blades in the most hideous of reverse prayer ties, clawed at the air.
Lindsay screamed loud in horror, almost equal to the pained screams of the hooded girl dangling from the tree by her savagely tied tits. Both girls were howling and shrieking. One in actual pain from his sadistic attentions, the other screaming just in horror at what he was doing.
He tugged the wood and then kicked at the stick. The hand hewn stick impaling the poor tit stretched girl’s ass, stayed deeply embedded between her quivering ass cheeks, as the overly snug crotch rope did its job. The severe crotch rope painfully holding the ass impaling wood deep and torturously up into her ass.
Her hooded head thrashed about as he gave the stick one more kick and then a tug. Then he took both nipples of the gasping and gurgling unseen girl. Her purple hued choked breasts, looked to Lindsay like they must be in such incredible pain. Pain that must only have exponentially increased as he pinched and distended her trapped nipples between his strong fingers.
“Huh! Yep…silly cunt’s still alive. This one’s got a real fight to live.” He laughed out loud, “Had you hanging by these lovely small titties for a good few days now. Thought for sure you would have choked to death or expired from the pain in your ass…or your sweet choked boobies!”
There was a pained grunt and a gurgle from under the thick burlap hood. The snug rope gag on the outside of the hood making the tormented blonde’s words indecipherable. The girl’s toes wiggled in the dirt as she fought to find some relief from her predicament.
And that’s when he pulled out his knife and stabbed it, into the heart…of the tree, announcing in his deep commanding growl,
“Well bitch one and bitch two, seems like we got a problem. Two cum loving cunts stuck to the Howlin Tree is the limit, don’t y’all think?” he laughed as he strode around the tree.
Grabbing the knife again, he placed the razor sharp shiny blade under Lindsay’s quivering chin. He lifted her head with the blade, cutting into her skin just a little, and then he nodded over towards his truck. Lindsay’s terrified eyes darted to the side and then she started to sob.
“Yep, take a look Bitch One. Shall we tell Bitch Two what’s passed out in the back of my truck.” He chuckled as he stepped back and began to unzip his jean’s fly.
“Ya bitches, there’s a sweet 18 yr old, drugged and trussed up in the back of my truck. And it is her turn to spend the rest of her life on the Howlin Tree. Course it’s up to you two dumb cunts and your mouths and pussies, to see who can win me over and still see another sunrise, tied up to the good old Howlin Tree….So who wants to try first?”
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