Once she was clear of that house of hell, Halle headed for the nearby tree line and disappeared from sight. She didn't really know which way she should head but right then she didn't care – she was, for the first time in a long time, free! She had seen and heard the way the others had headed off in their pursuit of Naomi, and while she gave up a little payer for the English girl who had been her fellow captive she hoped they were still out there hunting her down.
Halle's lack of clothing was a concern to her however, especially as she rushed past one particularly bushy area and had the misfortune of mistiming her move and catching a thorny branch right in her right tit. It stung like hell and bled too. She ignored it as best she could and pressed on further into the deep woods.
The boots she had stolen from the house after knocking out her guard were not the best either, they felt like about two sizes too big and that meant that if she went too fast or wasn't paying attention she tumbled and stumbled and her knees were sore with scrapes from falls before too long. Still she was free and she pressed on until finally her lungs burned with lack of breath and she just had to stop and rest a while. She sat on a fallen tree trunk and leaned over and sucked in big breaths, her head throbbing and the rest of her body not much better. After two minutes like that she finally looked up, trying to force her mind to take stock of her situation. Yes she had escaped her kidnappers but what did she do now? She was a wanted woman in the city, and that was no life but then once these bastards found she was missing (did they know already?) they would surely hunt her down and kill her like they had done to others before her. She focussed her mind, first things first she had to put as much distance between her and that house as possible. She got up and stumbled further into the foliage, sure this was the direction directly away from the house.
It wasn't in fact. She had got a little confused in her flight and had managed to angle almost at right angles to the house and was now heading directly towards where the family had headed in their pursuit of Halle's fellow prisoner, Naomi. But she didn't know that and was fighting her way through the woods desperately hoping to come across a road or a track at any point. After a couple of hours of hard and uncomfortable marching she had to stop again. She was at least satisfied that she was far enough away from the house but she was also increasingly convinced that she had totally lost her bearings and she had to fight to keep the rising panic at bay as she rested on another downed tree. A deep ravine ran to her left and she gazed down it as she sat, aware that she would have to traverse it at some point.
She was tired and emotional and never heard the silent approach of a figure behind her.
Halle didn't have a clue what had happened. One minute she had been sitting taking her well earned rest the next she was begin choked and scrambling her arms and legs as she was shoved off the trunk onto the ground. The figure behind her had been Zeke the meanest of the sons that had imprisoned her and upon spotting and recognising Halle he had sneaked up on her and from behind slipped a rope noose over her head and pulled it tight around her throat before shoving her off her perch.
Seconds later the brute had vaulted the trunk and landed on Halle's back, winding her while still choking her. He knelt on her and took a piece of rope from his pocket and expertly tied Halle's wrists tight behind her back. Only when the knot was tight and secure did he get off her and relax his grip on the noose. His prey wasn't going anywhere. In fact Halle had blacked out, which was perhaps for the best...
*
Halle came too to find an inexorable pressure being exerted on her throat. She choked, gagged and immediately thought she was being hung. She had been caught by the family and was being hung, as they had threatened to do to anyone that escaped. Then the pressure slackened for a moment and the soles of her feet found the forest floor and she welcomed the blessed relief. She couldn't look down but a glance up saw that the noose around her neck was tied to an overhead thick branch. She jumped as a mean chuckle emanated behind her.
"You awake nigger? 'Bout fucking time!"
She quickly realised her position was terrible. Her hands were bound behind her back, the noose was tied to the branch and the rope had been measured to perfection to just let her feet touch the ground and no more. He had been holding the branch up with the butt of his rifle to nearly hang her while wakening her up. She gave a whimper as she realised her escape attempt had failed miserably and grimaced as the sour smelly, hairy bastard came round to stand right at her side and hiss in her ear like a serpent.
"Just so you know we caught your little English friend. Had a good time ourselves with her about a couple miles yonder. Damned little bitch squealed like a pig right to the end – can't let you cunts think you can escape, can we?"
Halle swallowed and concentrated on his words.
"N-Naomi's d-dead?"
"Yep, but don't feel too bad for her, she weren't alone at the end, not with mine and Pa's dicks inside her when it came! Haw haw!"
He slapped Halle's ass at his crude comment and loudly cleared his throat before spitting at the ground by Halle's feet.
"Then I decide to have a little deer hunting fun on my way back and look at who I come across? My other little slave slut making her escape too. Can't have that, can I? So I guess I'm gonna have to finish you as well. Damn shame losing two nigger cunts in one day! Gonna have to get some more now."
As the full horror swept over Halle she started crying and begging but all that was cut off by his hand clamping down over her nose and mouth.
"Shut up! Don't want to hear it! I'm gonna fuck you here and now while you're hanging then I'll prop that branch up a bit further and finish you off. That swamp over there'd make a fine resting place for your bones."
So this was it, Halle thought. And as terrible as the fate she was facing was, she couldn't deny there was a part of her that would be glad for her nightmare to be over. Since that vengeful bastard Cain had kidnapped her she had endured a terrible time and she couldn't imagine it every getting better. Still not like this, she couldn't imagine a worse way of ending her life. The hand came away from her mouth and in that silent clearing the unzipping of Zeke's jean zipper was all too audible.
"Still, we'll leaving the killing til later shall we? Might have ourselves a bit of fun first?"
Fun for Zeke was obviously to fuck Halle while she hung there helplessly. Halle realised there was precious little she could say or do to stop this so she just shut up and stood there waiting for the inevitable. It didn't take long. She felt his rough, callused fingers prying her ass cheeks apart and seconds later the penetration of his filthy cock into her asshole. Halle gave a grunt and lurched forward, momentarily choking herself when she was off balance. She regained the balls of her feet again just as he pulled out of her ass only to slam back in, this time nearly balls deep. Halle was utterly helpless in this situation, her arms were rendered useless and she just hung there and had to take the fucking however Zeke wanted to give it. And as usual he was not gentle.
A bird sang out as he ass fucked her powerfully, thrusting up and in with every stroke, reaching his hands round her chest to squeeze her ample black tits, nipping her large nipples and occasionally extending his hand higher to slap dismissively at her face. She felt like a lump of meat hanging on a hook, not even human as she was taken like this and facing a horrible end. She wanted him to cum and for this ordeal to be over but also knew what would come with it. Finally, his body tensed up and he jerked and spasmed and exploded inside her, firing several blasts of hot cum deep inside her bowels.
He grunted like a pig as he pulled out of her and Halle was already bracing herself for the end when suddenly the blade of a knife appeared before her eyes. It was a serrated hunting knife and looked as sharp as all hell, her dark eyes were tantalisingly hypnotised by its edge as it hovered inches from her face.
"Maybe, I shouldn't hang you bitch, maybe I should gut you like the pig you are!"
Halle shook and said a silent prayer as the blade came towards her but felt no cut as it hit home on the rope and she collapsed in a bundle to the ground at Zeke's feet. He laughed as he reached down to grab the end of the noose to pull Halle to her feet, blinking and shocked.
"Nah, don't think I'd better kill you bitch! Losing one slave in a day is bad enough, might as well keep you around the house 'til we can get another dumb cunt! Now c'mon we'll walk back home!"
The bastard was too busy laughing to see he was standing with his back to the steep edge of the ravine, but Halle saw and in that instant decided she was not going back to that fucking house. She would rather be dead. As Zeke dropped the end of the rope to prod her on with the tip of his knife she turned and charged at him, knocking him off balance and down the slope. She dropped to her knees and landed right at the edge of the near vertical drop and had the very dear pleasure of watching her evil captor bounce down the huge drop, hitting trees, rocks and more before his body bounced out of sight. She couldn't be sure he was dead but he surely couldn't get back up there in a hurry so she forced herself to her feet and took off in the opposite direction to which he had been heading back to the house.
*
On that self same blazing hot Saturday afternoon three teenagers were out in the woods on a fishing cum fucking trip. Tom, Huck and Denise were from a small town just a few miles upriver though they all enjoyed lazing about in the country by the River Carrion. Tom and Huck were twin brothers, both eighteen. Denise was a year older and their second cousin. All three were very fair, blonde haired and very pale complexion and real country kids. They had told their folks that they were on a fishing and camping trip and that part was certainly true (as evidenced by the three lines in the water just down from where they had set up camp) but they were also intent on fucking that weekend. They had just really discovered sex and once they had done it were after every opportunity to do it again. In fact right at the moment Halle came stumbling out of the tree line and dropped to her knees by the rivers edge large breasted Denise was on her knees on a rug next to their tent with both the boys cocks in her hands, alternating between licking and wanking them to full stiffness.
The second stage of Halle's flight had been pure torture for her. After Zeke had plunged out of sight Halle had searched the ground in the vain hope he had dropped the knife before he had fallen down the ravine, but she quickly realised it was hopeless. She tried to rub the rope that bound her wrists against a loose rock but it was tough rope and she had little leverage to saw at it and slowly she came to the horrible realisation that she must continue her escape with a rope tight around her neck and her wrists bound behind her back.
Halle knelt by the river and carefully dipped her head towards the cool water and sipped at it, feeling instantly refreshed at it's taste and feel. It gave her a rush of positiveness that she could find a way out of this mess but first she had to find a way to get her wrists freed.
The three teenagers had heard the disturbance and thought that they had been rumbled by their parents, either that or someone was stealing their fishing rods. Reluctantly Denise let the boys dicks slip from her hands and the three of them peered around their tent to look down to the river edge.
"Who the fuck is that?" asked a stunned Tom as he watched the beautiful black woman struggle to get back to her knees after dipping her mouth to the water.
"Fucked if I know bro but look, the nigger's buck naked and her hands are tied behind her back and she's got a damned rope around her neck!"
