I look around again there's no one else here. With my first aid training kicking in I walk off the path and towards where I heard him. Stay calm I think to myself.
I see him sprawled on the ground next to a large exposed tree root that he must have tripped over. He's clutching his ankle. "Are you okay?" I ask.
He starts to try and stand up so I rush over and lean down towards him in case he falls. Instead of this he stands quickly and smirks at me as I'm still bent low. He quickly pushes me down onto my back-hard, the grounds knocks the wind out of me as I hit it.
I'm laying there on the damp, grassy ground dazed and winded, struggling to breath again when he pounces on top of me. I go to scream out but he shoves a wad of material into my mouth and holds his hand over it, silencing me. I only manage to squeak out at him.
"It was very nice of you to try and help me." He's smirking at me again. "But who's going to rescue you?"
I've heard enough at this point and put everything I have into throwing him off me. He's a lot bigger than me and clearly stronger but I manage to slightly unbalance him, enough that his hand moves from my mouth. I spare a second to remove the gag and try to scream for help but he cuts it off quickly with the gag again. It's unlikely that anyone was close enough to hear that split second scream. He kneels on my chest, looks at me crossly and duct tapes my mouth shut, over the gag winding it around my head a couple of times. I'm struggling for breath with him there and only being able to breath through my nose. "That's going to be more difficult to remove now." He says as he gets up from my chest. I move to sit up and reach for the tape, trying to find the end, but he pushes me back and pins me down. His hands are holding down my arms, with his knees digging into my thighs, pinning down my legs painfully. I'm whimpering as I keep trying to buck him off me but he doesn't move. I stop and try and catch my breath, he just watches me. I mumble out a sad "what do you want from me?" I think he gets the gist of it.
"You of course." He smiles warmly but it chills me. He moves his hands off of my arms and I try to push him off of me but he just pushes them down to my sides effortlessly and holds them there with his knees. He's kneeling over me now, my legs are free but I can't use them with him over me like this. He's unbuttoning my coat now all I can do is wriggle and whimper into the gag. He brushes his hand slowly over my breast, just covered by the thin material of my dress. My nipple hardens under his touch. It's just because of the cold, I think to myself, I'm not actually enjoying this.
I feel his legs slightly loosen their grip over my arms and make the most of it. I quickly free my arms and sit up ready to push him off of me but maybe that's exactly what he wanted because he just slips my coat over my shoulder and holds it so that it's restraining my arms behind me. I let out a frustrated moan, it just seems to make him happier. He quickly flips me onto my stomach with my arms still held by my coat behind me. He sits on my ass with his legs either side of me. I'm in trouble now, I've completely lost control, I can barely move like this. I'm desperately trying to slip my arms out of my coat but he's holding onto my hands now with a firm grip. I hear the sound of duct tape again and it makes me whimper. He wraps it tightly around my forearms above where the coat is still over my wrists. What am I going to do?
He takes the coat off me and stands up. I move up onto my knees and spring up onto my feet, before he can stop me I've made a break for it. I get about 10 metres away from him before I'm tackled to the ground screaming, it only comes out as mild squealing though. The air has been knocked out of me again and I'm probably going to have some killer bruises on my hip and ribs.
He wastes no time while I'm stunned on the ground and tapes my legs together over my thighs. That wasn't a move I was expecting. He stands me up quickly and I'm still struggling to get my breath back through my nose.
He puts my coat on over my shoulders and does it up, with my arms still behind me, my arms are extra pinned. As he finishes with the last button, it only just closes. I test out my legs quietly as he's doing this, I can still walk but running away seems impossible now.
He brushes a bit of dirt and grass off of my shoulder thoughtfully and then takes his scarf off and wraps it around my neck. It's so long that it goes up around my mouth, effectively hiding the duct tape. My sleeves are useless by my sides and he tucks them into my pockets. I look at him in horror, to anyone in the distance we would look perfectly ordinary, just a couple taking a stroll at night, they couldn't possibly realise what's concealed underneath. How could they know that my thighs were taped together, or that I had been rendered silent, that my arms were pinned together and to my back?
