Mountain Retreat

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"Ante up, boys. Straight flush. Harder girl."

"Damn, Ben. What is she blowing good luck up your cock or what?" Matt complained throwing his cards down as Ben swept the pot of money up before sorting it.

"Can I help it if you suck at this, Matt?"

As they chuckled, I suckled Ben's cock and I thought to myself:

'I could just take a little bite. There would be so much commotion, I could slip away…'

"Bite me." Matt laughed.

Ben screamed, "God Damn it! Ow!" He shoved my head back and I nearly bit my tongue as my head made a loud thunk against the bottom of the table. "Jesus!"

Toby reached under the table and hauled me out by my hair. "What the fuck! Do you want me to knock your teeth out?!" He raised his fist.

"No!" I flinched. "He said bite me! I-I didn't even bite that hard."

"

I

said bite me, and I was joking!" Matt yelled.

"Did she break the skin?"

"No, just hurt like a mother fucker." He looked his cock over. "Her teeth are sharp as hell."

"Go fix something for us to eat. Now" Toby ordered releasing my hair. Crawling out from under the table I stood and walked toward the kitchen. I started cutting the vegetables for the stew.

'How am I going to escape this?'

My mind wandered trying to solve my dilemma while I stirred in salt. I 'accidentally' dropped a bowl.

Bending down to get it, I opened the cabinets under the sink and saw what I was looking for: rat poison; that would do. I was out of options. Pouring some of the pellets into the bowl, I replaced the box and closed the cabinet. Standing, I nervously looked over my shoulder.

The boys were loudly continuing their game, completely ignoring me.

I continued making the stew as if nothing was wrong, crushing the pellets as small as possible before mixing them into the pot. I smiled evilly stirring my concoction.

I jumped when two pale arms snaked around my waist. "I'm starving and I want to eat now." Matt nibbled on my left ear.

"You are going to have to wait. Stew takes a few hours to simmer. You want it to taste good, don't you?"

"Who said anything about stew? I want to have some chocolate. Come on."

"But I'm cooking. I can't leave the stove."

"You said it would take hours before it is done. Let's go." He pulled me backwards from the stove. I thought I could avoid this by making something that takes a long time to cook.

Matt dragged me to the only bedroom in the nest. He looked around the room noting all the candles set up for lovers to light and set a romantic mood. But it was the large plush covered bed that snagged his attention. "Nice. I don't think any of us have fucked you in a bed yet. This one looks quite cozy. Get on it."

Hesitantly, I crawled onto the bed. The mattress was firm and the sheets smelled clean. The room was a bit cooler than the rest of the cabin and my nipples immediately hardened. Matt noticed, and the bulge in his boxers twitched.

"Sit up. Play with your tits." He rasped his breathing quickening. My hands shook as I raised them to my breasts. The others just took what they wanted. None of them had me touch myself.

Not sure what he wanted, I did a little of everything. I pinched my nipples and cupped by breasts. Then I flicked them and pushed them together.

"Can you lick your nipple?"

"I've never tried."

"Try now."

Stretching my tongue out as far as it would go, I raised my left nipple to my mouth. I really had to reach, but my tongue swiped the hard nubbin. I looked back at him to gauge his reaction.

"Nice." Matt grunted, reaching into his boxers and pulling out his cock. He stroked his hardening penis as he watched me flick my nipple with my tongue. "Now play with your pussy. Open your legs good and wide. Keep playing with your nipples though."

I stared at his lengthening pole and whimpered. I could feel my pussy moistening. It knew and so did I that the appendage would be pounding away towards a climax. As much as this whole mess angered me, I was beginning to crave their hungry cocks. Precum was leaking from the head and Matt used it to lube his hand, grasping his tool with a stronger grip.

Sliding my right hand down to my clit, I rubbed it gently loving the tingle I got. I used slow circles around my clit then dipped another finger inside my pussy. I couldn't believe the moistness there. Once inside, my finger was coated in my juices. I tapped the slick finger hard against my engorged button a few times. A moan escaped and I pinched my nipple harder, pulling on it as if I were trying to pull milk from it. Adding another finger, I thrust them in as far as they would go. Hooking them before pulling back, I rubbed my G-spot. Wiggling my ass, I repeated the process faster and faster. I was so close. My orgasm was just a moment off.

"Stop." His voice was much closer to me.

'When did he move?'

I growled in frustration but obeyed.

"Take your fingers out and suck on them."

"What?"

"I said suck on your pussy soaked fingers. Now."

I eased my digits back the wet sucking sound was not missed and Matt groaned. I raised them to my mouth, delicately tasting with the tip of my tongue. He grabbed my wrist and shoved my fingers into my mouth.

"Suck." He forced my hand back and forth as I suctioned my salty arousal off myself.

"Good girl." Releasing his hold on his cock, he grasped my nipples and twisted them. Then he pulled on them, rougher with them than I was.

"It hurts!" I wailed. "Please stop."

"You like it don't you, little slut. You want me to fuck you, right?"

'No.'

"Yes. Fuck me."

He climbed onto the bed between my legs. Grabbing my ankles he spread them wider apart. He rested on his forearms, looking into my eyes challenging me. "You do it. Guide me in. Put him in your pussy."

Wrapping my hand around his pulsing member, I circled my clit with the weeping tip and both of us moaned. I eased him toward my slit and pushed. The head popped into my channel and I had to pause and relax. His girth almost hurt it stretched so much.

Matt gave me a moment, then flexed his ass thrusting his weapon all the way inside.

"Ahhmm, so good!"

"Ow, ow! Just hold still. Just hold still!" I begged breathily, trying to adjust to his size.

"Sorry, baby. Gotta move."

"No, don't move. Please give me another second!" I pushed against his chest, and brought my knees up to force him out.

"Can't. You're too tight. Uhhn!" He began lifting his hips before he plunged forward.

Despite my protests, he continued to pump and pull his way to his orgasm, selfishly unconcerned if I had one. It wasn't long till he thrust hard and I felt his hot cum inside me. Collapsing on top of me heavily.

Suddenly, the door burst open and Ben rushed in, beet red and furious. Spotting me, he grabbed my ankle and yanked me off the bed. "Come here!" Yanking me to my feet by my hair. Out of the bedroom and back to the kitchen. Fear twisted in my stomach

'Did he…?'

"What the fuck is this?!" He pushed a bowl into my face.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me! I saw weird shit in the pot, and then I found this." Ben held up the box of poison.

"I-I –didn't…" I stammered.

"You didn't think we'd find out before you fed us this shit!" Ben's hand snaked out and wrapped around my throat. I tried to scream, but it came out garbled and choked. "You want to play Death?! I can do that too! Torc!" He bellowed. Torc came to the doorway. "Go to the truck and get the rope in the back. Hurry up!" Torc paused for a moment, disliking Ben's barked order. Then he shrugged and left the room.

Ben started to drag me from the kitchen by my neck. I clawed desperately at his hand, but I was unable to loosen his grip.

My eyes bulged and watered and my mouth gaped open taking in what little air I could. "Come on, you cunt!" Ben demanded. He flung me toward the living room. I hit the floor hard. As I fell, I rolled and my back slammed into the doorjamb. There was a loud snapping sound when the wood cracked. I couldn't even take a deep enough breath to scream my pain. It just came out as a pained moan.

Matt jumped between Ben and me. "Jesus, Ben! What the Hell are you doing?!"

"I'm gonna give her a taste of her own medicine. Help me get her into the living room."

Brushing past Matt, Ben and Toby hauled me up by shoulders. Pain trailed down my neck to my wrenched shoulders. So I started to struggle and kick violently.

"You little bitch! You want to fuck around with us?! Hold still! Matt, grab her legs! Bitch, if you kick me again I will break it!" Ben yelled taking Matt's position, roughly twisting my arms behind me to prove he wasn't kidding.

He moved to the side still controlling my arms. Torc stalked over carrying something coiled. I turned my head and bit down on Toby's wrist as he forced my hips to the floor to reduce my struggles. He struck me across the face with lightning reflexes. I groaned and tasted blood.

"Do it Torc!"

He moved and suddenly this rough heavy coil was around my neck. A rope.

'Damn it! I knew it! They're going to kill me!'

"No! Get off me!"

"Maybe we're going too far, guys." Matt said worriedly. "I don't want to kill her."

"She tried to kill us, Matt! She needs to learn not to fuck with us! If she dies, it is her own fault!"

I bit back a whimper, hearing this.

Matt yanked me to my feet, and forced me up onto a chair. Torc took the other end of the rope and tossed it over one of the exposed beams then tied it to a post. The noose tightened threateningly. My heart thumped erratically in my chest as the reality of the situation became dangerously clear.

"All you have to do is stand there. Nothing bad will happen if you just stay still. We'll be back…eventually."

"Please, I- don't leave me like this! I will do whatever!"

"A serious disobedience calls for a serious punishment. You tried to poison us. You think we'll let that slide?"

"I'm sorry! I won't do it again-!"

"You're damn right darlin', cause we won't let you!" Green sparks flashed in Ben's eyes and his voice shook with anger. He took in my vulnerable body. My nipples were hardened in fear. He flicked them with roughly until I gasped.

"I'll fall! I don't want to die, not like this! Please!" Panic took over.

"Then you should have thought of that before being stupid! What, you think you can try to kill us and we won't retaliate?!"

Tears of fear flowed down my face. "Please." I whispered.

"Later." Ben turned and left the cabin. Torc and Toby looked at each other and followed him out the door. Matt hesitated, but left soon after. The front door closing might have been a tomb door sealing as final as it seemed.

I bit my lip in frustration. 'Now what?' Of course the chair was rickety which just added to the terror.

*****

Outside a ways from the cabin, the boys discussed the situation. Ben paced back and forth working himself into a frenzy. "I'm going to push her off the chair, let her swing for a minute. That ought to put some fear into her." He headed back to the front door. Toby blocked his path and pushed his shoulder.

"Think of what you're doing Ben! None of us ate the poison, and you could kill her by pulling her off the chair. Let's just stick to the plan of making her sweat for an hour or two."

Torc pulled out his car keys, and tossed them to Toby. "You go into town. Ben, you're going with him."

"What? I'm not going anywhere! I want to watch her suffer."

"No. You need to calm down." Torc's eyes narrowed. "You're getting a little out of control. Besides, Matt and I can keep an eye on here."

"Yeah." Matt added. "We'll stay quiet so she'll think we all left. That'll really scare the shit out of her."

"Alright. But we won't be gone long." Ben grumbled still facing away from them.

All agreed, Toby used the keys and climbed into the truck. Ben stood where he was glaring at the cabin, still furious.

"Get in the truck Ben. Matt and I can watch her. Go on, she's learning her lesson."

"Fine." Ben stomped over to the truck and whipped the door open. Then he turned to Torc and Matt. "If she falls, let her suffer for a while."

"Have a heart, Ben." Matt demanded. "Hell, she's terrified as it is."

Ben said nothing else and slammed the door shut.

They drove in silence for a while. Until the small town lights came into view. Toby looked over at his friend, "You want to talk about it?"

"She bit me and then tried to kill us. None of the other girls tried to do that. I'm pissed." Ben stared out the window.

"She isn't like the other girls. This one is older. That is why she attacked instead of laying down and taking it. The others were really young or inexperienced. We've never taken an independent adult. Hell, have we even taken a black girl?"

"No, although we did have that little Asian girl, Yumi. She had such a tight ass. And the way she would clench… it almost hurt. " Ben smiled at the memory.

"And she was what? Twenty? Ayanna's older than that. All I'm saying is she won't break as easily as the others. What would you do in her situation? Don't answer that."

Ben laughed. "I know what you meant. I would try to kill the bastards too. I don't know why she would though. We made her come and hard. She shouldn't really want to kill us."

"So her attempted murder hurt your feelings." Toby reasoned. "I won't tell anyone."

Toby pulled into the mom and pop's grocery store. They shopped for more meat and vegetables and beer. After that they drove to the hardware store and parked in the crowded lot they headed in. "Looks like everyone is in here tonight."

"God, I hope Roy isn't in there." Ben scanned the lot for Roy's truck.

"You just don't want to share Ayanna." Toby chuckled. "Now, let me get this straight. You don't want to share her outside the group, but you are angry at her. You must realize, this is the most likely opportunity to get revenge on her."

"Just because I'm mad with her doesn't mean I want her tortured. Roy doesn't care if the girl is into it. He does what he wants and we end up with a half dead girl. Or did you forget Sylvia?"

Toby's jaw clenched. "I remember." Sylvia was one of the first girl's they toyed with. Roy was a part of the group then. He nearly beat Sylvia to death while the others were in town. He said she was trying to escape. It was the only time they came close to prison. Luckily Sylvia didn't want to press charges, she only wanted to go home.

Shaking off the thought of Roy they entered the building. The front of the store was indeed a hardware store. And there were a few people shopping. The back of the store was sectioned off and secured by the door. Walking through, they entered another world, a world of sex. The back wall was covered with movies floor to ceiling. Toys and books filled the middle aisles.

Toby went straight for the back, winding his way through the crowds. Torc had asked him to pick up some porn that had a black girl getting raped by a pack of white guys. Ben, left alone, wandered aimlessly. He came to the aisle that had leather and steel products. Turning down the aisle he stared at the merchandise, Ben spied something that would definitely bring an attitude ridden sex slave down a peg or two. Ben pulled one down and looked for Toby. He found him staring at interracial gangbangs. Toby didn't even turn when he said, "Look at this Ben. What do you think?"

Ben took the DVD from Toby and scanned the scenes on the back. "Hot. You thinkin' of getting it?"

Toby nodded and finally turned to Ben. "Yeah. You calm down?"

"I'm cool. I've got something to punish our little captive with." Ben held up the package.

"Oooh, nipple clamps. She's really gonna hate them."

"And who is she?" A gruff growl came from behind them.

Toby and Ben spun around. "Roy. What are you doing here?" Toby clenched his fists and glared.

"Same as everyone else. Looking for some porn to get off on. So, you have a new girl."

Roy scanned the wall in front of them. "I bet you have a black bitch. If you need help subduing her, I'd be more than happy to help."

"Thank you, but no. You could have gotten us all sent to prison." Ben replied.

"Have a good life. See ya." He and Toby headed for the cashier. Roy, ever stubborn, followed them.

"Really, I have changed. Tell me, is she good? Does she fight you when you put it to her?"

"Funny, the more you talk the more you sound the same, Roy. Listen, we will not share her with you. We don't even know where your dick has been. You've never been one to take precautions. And look at yourself. When was the last time you did a sit up? The group has always had strict physical standards."

Roy patted his beer belly. "I may be carrying a bit of a spare tire, but I can still fuck like a twenty year old. Take me to her and I'll show you."

"Roy, you're begging. Stop. We told you, we are not going to share her with you. Understand?"

"Yeah, perfectly." Roy snarled. "You're afraid I'll fuck her better than you."

Ben rolled his eyes. "Are you for real? No, I'm not afraid you could try to out fuck us. Just that you'll beat her to death."

"This conversation is going nowhere. Roy it was nice seeing you, but we've gotta go."

This time Roy did not follow them and they made it back to the cabin soon after.

Matt and Torc came out of the woods when they heard the truck approach. They walked up to Ben and Toby and gave report.

"You'll be happy to know that she had a couple near falls when she over corrected her balance."

"Good. Let's go cut her down."

*****

I nearly sobbed with relief when I heard the truck finally return. I still couldn't believe they'd left me. I could have died! Would have if I hadn't kept my balance. Now I couldn't decide to put on a tough exterior or let them know the truth, which is how terrified I was. How terrified I remained.

The four of them entered the cabin, and stood there, staring. Ben circled around me condescendingly. "Did you have a good time while we were gone?"

'To hell with a tough front.'

"Please let me down. I've learned my lesson."

"Have you?" He paused in front of me.

I gritted my teeth. He was not going to make this easy. "Yes."

"And what have you learned?" Ben's hand snaked up my thigh. His thumb brushed against my clit while his fingers separated my labia, delving inside.

I bit back the smart-ass comment that would have gotten me into more trouble. "I shouldn't have tried to kill you."

'I should have succeeded.'

I closed my eyes in defeat. His finger's thrusts were seductively rhythmic and persistent. His calloused thumb continued to make slow circles softly.

"No, and it was incredibly stupid for you to attempt. Perhaps I will knock you off this chair after all. A few moments of dangling ought to cool any more idiotic ideas."

I gasped aloud. My knees buckled as I came. The rope around my neck tightened choking me. I tried to regain my footing, but Ben pushed down on my shoulders. A squeak that was supposed to be a scream made its way from my gasping mouth.

"Okay Ben. You've made your point. Cut her down." Matt ordered. I turned to him with grateful eyes, only to find he was staring at my breasts. Fear and the chilly cabin continued to keep my nipples beaded hard. I was disappointed, but he at least spoke up in my defense.

Reaching behind his back, Ben pulled a large knife from a sheath at his lower back. First, he freed my hands, and then he climbed onto the chair crowding me. Nervously I shifted, aware that if he breathed deeply, I would fall and strangle. When the cold steel of the blade touched my neck, I flinched.