I woke up around 8 am on a Sunday morning with the sun shining through the window. My mom must have opened the curtains because it was such a beautiful day.
After staring at my wardrobe for a bit, I decided to wear the lovely white sundress I had bought the week before. It was mid-thigh length, with thin spaghetti straps on the shoulders and really showed off my figure.
I have F cup breasts, so it's difficult to pull off tasteful cleavage. Even in this "innocent dress" I looked a bit scandalous; however, I figured not too many people would be around to see me on a Sunday morning. There were also brown birds on the hem that complimented my long brown hair and would probably go great with my brown heels.
While dressing, I realized I couldn't find any underwear, and figured Greg, my step-father, had decided to do laundry early...again. Whatever, commando it was. It wasn't a big deal, and I liked to air out my lady bits once in a while.
I came down for breakfast before my step-brother and step-father, which was a relief because they both enjoyed alternating between creepy and overly protective, constantly telling me to change my clothes or leering. I didn't know what to make of it and had learned to ignore them. Luckily, my mom had already made breakfast, which allowed me to eat and get out of the house in record time.
I was heading over to my friend Helen's house today, which was a bit of a walk. She lived in the woods, and it usually took me roughly 30 minutes to make the journey, not that I minded. There were always things to see and I enjoyed the picturesque view.
As I walked down the dirt trail, I started to hear a soft yipping sound. It was a well known fact that I loved animals, and dogs were my favourite. I lost my little shiatsu a few months back, so I had a huge soft spot for strays.
I started to walk towards the yipping. The yipping came pretty constantly, allowing me to follow it up to a small rock cave at waist level on the side of a huge hill.
I used to explore this area with my friends all the time and knew that this particular opening went a few meters in. I also remembered why I had stopped entering the cave. I had grown a bit too much in the last several years and an 18-year-old me could not manage to make it through the opening.
I decided to bend down at the waist and poked my head into the cave. The yipping immediately got louder. I decided to move further in and managed to squeeze my arms and shoulders through. Unfortunately, my breasts stopped any further entry. I turned on my phone camera and tried to peer into the back. There was a bit of natural light filtering in, but not enough to see clearly yet.
Just as raised my hand I felt something hit me hard from behind and my breasts painfully popped through the hole. After wincing in pain I tried to back up, but my breasts had me lodged in place, acting as a stopper and not letting me leave. My heels had also fallen off, and I ended up getting splinters on my feet by trying to pull myself out.
I wasn't sure what or who had hit me, so I tried calling out. No one replied. I quickly checked my phone for signal, but my friend lived in such a remote location that there was none. My only hope was for someone to come strolling by, so I started yelling for help.
As soon as I become wedged in, I had been facing the wall in which I was stuck, trying to remove myself. I wish I had stared straight ahead instead.
As I struggled, someone inside the cave suddenly grabbed my head, shoved a sock in my mouth and wrapped duct tape around my head. When I looked at them, all I could see was a mask before they ran duct tape around my eyes.
Now I couldn't speak or see, but I could feel. And hear. The dogs had stopped yipping.
I then felt someone softly rubbing my thigh from outside the cave, while the man inside the cave efficiently cut off my dress's top and bra, exposing my breasts. I started flailing my arms, but he told me to stop since I wouldn't like what he did if I continued. Considering he did in fact have the upper hand, I stopped. He licked and fondled my boobs for a bit, before yelling to the guy or guys outside to wait for him. He put these rubber clamps on my nipples and they started to vibrate. I felt shivers go up my spine and tried to plead with him.
I brought my arms up in a praying motion and shook my head. I was a virgin and wanted to save it for someone special, not that they knew that...yet. He laughed, and then I heard rocks moving. Suddenly I was alone again, at least inside the cave.
After a few seconds, I felt 2 hands on my thighs again, slowly moving up.
