Lost in the Woods

I was travelling home from college when my car broke down. I was a long way from home and was in the mountains with not another car in sight. It was cool out so I hesitated leaving the car for its warmth. I fell asleep for a short while but then woke up colder than before so I grabbed my jacket and last bottle of water and started walking. It wasn't long before I saw some smoke over the tree tops as if from a chimney. I cut through the woods to make it a direct walk, hoping to find someone who could help me get my car going and be on my way.

As I drew closer I started hearing music from a radio playing. It was the old kind of country music I had heard earlier on my radio while driving, it was a local station if I recall. I kept walking, more cautiously now as I wasn't sure who I would walk up on and possibly startle. It was then that I was coming to a break in the woods and saw an old house, the source of the smoke. As I started to step from the woods into the opening I then noticed a man of about late twenties. He was in a faded red t-shirt and looked like old work pants. I watched him for a minute as he was faced away from me. He made a noise that I couldn't quite place but I couldn't tell what he was doing until he turned more and I could see that he was actually masturbating. I stepped back into the woods, my back into a lone pine tree and watched. He wasn't all too bad looking and I was actually getting a little turned on. I had just thought of stepping out from the woods when everything went black.

I awoke to find myself tied, propped up and bound to an old pick up truck. As I raised my head I saw the guy from before, only now he was facing me masturbating. As he looked at me it was like his eyes were looking through me, like it wasn't really about me as to why he was now masturbating. At that moment I was drenched with water. Someone had come up behind me a had dumped a five gallon bucked over me. Now I stand there bound and soaking wet from head to toe. It was then that I also noticed that my shoes had been removed and I was barefooted. The water was warm but I was drenched now. I looked back over at the red t-shirt man and he only smiled at me and kept masturbating.

Then suddenly a hand slapped me hard across the face. It would've knocked me down had I not been tied. I tried to pull against my bindings but they didn't budge. Then another slap across my face. The red t-shirt man now laughed and clapped. As I pulled my head up I could see to my left now the person who had slapped me. He was a bit taller than the other man and bigger. I cried out for help to which he then punched me hard in the stomach. My knees went out from under me but again I didn't fall because of the restraints. As I tried to breathe but could only gasp, he punched me again. I wanted to fall to my knees on the ground but I couldn't.

The red t-shirt guy laughed harder now and continued applauding as he pulled his pants up. 'Virgil likes you', the bigger man said. 'I was just going to kill you but he wanted to keep you around to play with. It don't make no difference to me but if it amuses him, so be it and it keeps him entertained while I get chores done. He wanted to keep you since he'd never seen a girl with orange hair before', he finished. I started to ask him why he was doing this when he again slapped me across the face, this time on the other side, whipping me around the other direction and again, pulling against my restraints.

He walked away after telling Virgil to 'play nice' with his new play thing then went and started chopping firewood. Virgil approached me. I could see now that he was a little slow and not too bright. I tried to talk to him but he only put his hands up into my face. My first instinct was to bite his hands but then I thought of how he may have screamed out and brought the other guy back over to slap or punch me again. He then started putting his hands all over my body, first my face, then my tits, my ass, and then he rubbed me between my legs. I was thankful to still have my clothing on when he tore open my shirt, ripping the buttons opened as he pulled on it. He smiled at me before grabbing my tits, still in my bra. He shook them up and down a few times then pulled at my bra. It was a front clipping bra so it gave way easily with him pulling at it. As my tits flung out, freed now from the bra, he smiled and clapped. I started crying, knowing what was going to happen now. He pulled out a handkerchief and rubbed my face, drying my tears before returning it to his pocket. He then started rubbing my tits and bare stomach.

I was thinner and in shape as I had played sports since I was in high school and was now on the girls rugby team in college for the past three years. He continued playing with my tits and even kissed them a few times and licked at them, stimulating my nipples. It felt good but I didn't want this to be happening as he then shoved his tongue into my mouth. I started gagging then choking as he wouldn't let up. When I could take no more he finally let up and pulled his tongue from my mouth. I breathed heavily and spit a few times, trying to catch my breath. He now pulled at my pants and opened the buttons. He tried pulling them down but with my legs bound apart he was unable. Realizing he wouldn't be able to get my pants down, he got mad and slapped my face then punched me in my stomach, knocking me back against the truck which I was bound to.

Virgil ran away screaming until the other man came walking back over. I started crying again as I knew what was coming for me. As the big man came over he looked me in my eyes and told me that I wasn't to try anything stupid. He then went to work untying my left foot. It was tied at the ankle and the sudden relief of my freed ankle felt so good. He then started on and untied my right foot, allowing me to bring them together before he starting to pull himself back up. I quickly kicked my right leg out and caught him in the face, sending him falling over backwards. He rolled once or twice before getting up. Not realizing what I had done because I was still bound by my wrists he came back at me and punched me square in the face, knocking me out again.

It was late afternoon when I came to. I could feel that I was now nude from the waist down but still had my shirt around me, though it was still opened in the front, my bra now off. I was now on my knees tied face down across a small crate of some kind with my wrists again tied, my legs opened and ankles tied off. 'All you had to do was stand still for a moment while I pulled your pants down but then you had to be a bitch and kick me', the big man said, 'now Virgil and I will both have fun with you.' As I tried to pull my head up to look I felt him grab the back of my head and slam it down on the crate.

Delirious, I fought to stay conscious as another bucket of water was poured over me. I heard Virgil laugh and clap and even let out a scream as the water soaked me again. I then felt a sharp slap against my ass, then another, and another, the big man's slaps nearly knocking me over. My ass was sore as he now told Virgil it was his turn to play. As he laughed, Virgil came up and took his turn slapping my ass. The big man sat back and laughed while taking drinks of beer from a bottle. I cried out in pain with each slap as it got harder and harder. After a few more minutes he stopped hitting me, now grabbing his hands at my bare pussy. He easily man handled my body, shoving his fingers into me over and over. It hurt really bad, I started to cry again and even cried out to please stop. Virgil screamed and the big man leaned up and slapped my face again and again knocking me unconscious.

I awoke now restrained at all four points again in a standing position but was inside what appeared to be a storage area where hanging meat was kept but it was warm inside instead of cold. The lights were very intense, almost blinding me. I tried in vain to pull against my restraints but they again would not budge. I heard clapping again and knew Virgil was nearby. Then the big man entered the room. In his hand he had a handheld stun gun. He handed it to Virgil and told him to have fun. With that, Virgil jammed the stun gun into my side and hit the trigger.

My body twisted and flexed as I was being shocked. He did this over and over. I could feel my body starting to get weaker, then he stopped. He then put the stun gun inside my thigh and gave me another shock, my body twitching again. The big man then took it away from him, telling him that he didn't want him to break his toy but then handed him his empty beer bottle. Virgil looked at it for a moment quizically before the man told him to play hide the bottle. Sure enough, Virgil jammed the bottle into my body. My pussy hurt so bad as he rammed it inside of me over and again. I screamed as the big man only laughed this time while Virgil continued.

After a few minutes Virgil let the bottle drop to the floor. That's when the big man handed him a fly swatter. They then took turns swatting my breasts, ass, pussy, and the rest of my body. It stung so bad with each hit that I again cried out. This stopped after a few minutes when I saw Virgil yawn. 'Yeah,' said the big man, 'it's getting late Virgil. Head on to bed and I'll see you in the morning. I've got to make our guest more comfortable and then I'll be in myself.' With that, Virgil grabbed my face and kissed me hard on the mouth before walking out.

The big man sat there for a few minutes drinking another beer, looking at me. I was now scared out of my mind over what would happen. Finishing his beer he picked up a small radio and broke off the telescoping antenna. He extended the antenna and then stood up. He walked around me, circling me, I was helpless to do anything other than pull away here and there but without actually moving. He grabbed my jaw in his hand and held it tight, it really hurt as he squeezed his hand around my face. Then he looked me in my eyes and said, 'now... we're going to have some fun'. The look in eyes once again scared me as he now used the antenna to whip my body. He whipped inside of my thighs, my back, arms, legs, and my ass. It stung and really hurt. He then grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head back, telling me that it was going to be a night that I'd not soon forget before throwing the antenna down and smacking my tits with his bare hands. I screamed with each slap.

He was really working my body over, I wasn't sure how much more I could take when he then started removing his pants. I knew now that I was going to be raped by him and there was nothing that I could do to fight it. He started by loosening my leg restraints to allow slack to each leg, which I then pulled my legs together, then he put his hand to my pelvic region and started rubbing my clit and forcing his hand inside of me. I couldn't take much of it before I could feel the wetness escaping my body. With his hand soaked of my juices he then slapped me hard across the face, stunned, nearly knocking me out again. He then pulled up another beer from his cooler and dumped it all over me. It was freezing cold as it made its way over my skin, down my body. He told me that he didn't want me to fall asleep so we could enjoy ever minute of this together.

He went around to my back and slapped my ass. Instinctively, my body jumped with the slap. I felt my body being pulled back hard by his hands and then forced to bend forward as he now put his cock into me. He went in gently at first before shoving the length deep into me. With his huge arms he pulled and pushed my body at his mercy, being restrained I couldn't resist. The more I wanted to resist, the more he went faster and harder until he finally came inside of me, I could feel it run down my leg when he pulled out as I was now crying hysterically. He sat back down and drank another beer, watching me as I cried. He finally stood up, yawning, and told me that there'd be more to come in the next few days coming. Shutting off the light, he left slamming the door.

The sound of the door slamming shut echoed in me and I awoke. It had all been a terrible nightmare. I was still safely locked in my car, still stopped on the side of the road where it had quit running yesterday afternoon. I checked my watch and found it was just after seven in the morning. A knock on the driver's side window startled me. I looked over and it was the big man who I saw in my dream, frightened, I drew back. He then asked if I was ok and did I need some help. Realizing that he wasn't there to hurt me but that I had let my imagination and the thought of the nightmare get me, I told him that the car just stopped. He asked if I could open the hood and he'd take a look. Within minutes under the hood he told me that my distributor cap had came loose but that he removed it, cleaned it up, and put it back on. I tried the engine and it fired right up. As I thanked him and was on my way, I looked in my mirror to see the same truck from my dream which I was tied to, and there in the front passenger seat was a man in a red t-shirt waving as I drove off.

That was years ago and to this day I still have feelings whenever I drive through that pass in the mountains, especially if I see smoke out in the distance over the trees.