Author Note: I feel obliged to warn all readers as
to what is going to follow. This story is inspired by the works of an
"artist" named Dolcett. If you are a fan of
his works (and thus one sick puppy) you'll thoroughly enjoy this series. If you
are not, and you are offended by cannibals, rough rape or torture then read no
further. Otherwise enjoy! I love feedback, even negative feedback. I only ask
that you are constructive. A simple you suck doesn't help. Thank you so much.
Sean Renaud
Part One - Captured
"It's beautiful out here." Sara said as
she stood at the edge of the path staring down the beautiful mountainside. It
had just rained so the normal dry golden hue was replaced with a field of
bright green vegetation as far as the eye could see. Up above the sky was
flawless blue with only a single lazy white cloud hovering aimlessly over head.
"Yes it is." Rachel replied as she stepped up beside her. "I'm
so glad we came out here today. I just don't get nearly enough spare time, but
with the holidays..." She smiled pushing her reddish brown hair away from
her soft brown eyes.
She was a beautiful mixture of black and Indian that gave her the best features
of all races. Rachel's eyes were beautiful a beautiful almond shape with sooty
lashes that always looked made up. Her high cheek bones gave her the smile of a
model and she was constantly smiling about one thing or another. She'd been
gifted with a curvy body, full heavy breasts that always seemed to strain
against whatever she wore and wide hips that swished with her every step.
"With the holidays coming up I get you all to myself." Sara looked up
at her friend and smiled before adjusting her khaki's on her slender frame.
Unlike her tall friend Sara wasn't very curvy. She barely filled out the khaki shorts
she'd chosen and her budding breasts were so firm they never needed a bra.
Today her dirty blonde hair was pulled back into a hasty bun on the back of her
head but normally she chose to wear it down around her shoulders. "We're
almost to the spot; we'll set up camp there." She replied pulling her
backpack a little higher on her shoulders and then tugging on her plain white
tee shirt.
A satisfied sigh escaped the taller woman as she stepped away from the cliff
face and started back up the mountain path. She'd chosen to wear a pair of her
old cammie trousers and an olive green undershirt for
the hike. "I wish I had more time to do this sort of thing. I'm always so
busy doing one thing or another at my job that I never get to do this."
There was a slight pause as Rachel turned toward Sara and smiled. Sara started
to speak but as soon as her lips parted Rachel responded by leaning towards her
and pressing her lips to Sara's. The two lovers gently embraced, Rachel's arms
gradually encompassing the smaller woman and pressing against her. "I love
you." She whispered breaking away from the kiss, just holding Sara close
for a moment and staring at the sky.
The response was physical, rather than verbal as Sara leaned up starting a
second kiss. This time she slipped her tongue past her lips and into Rachel's
mouth letting her tongue slip into the other woman's mouth. Sara brought her
hands up gently caressing Rachel's face as the kiss continued leaning closer
for a moment before breaking the kiss. "Plenty of time
for this later." She whispered before stealing on last quick peck
and backing away.
"Tease." Rachel whispered before turning and
following her up the hill.
It too the girls most of the day to get to the camp site but it was well worth
the time they'd spent on the hike. It was just a few feet from a shallow stream
and completely surrounded by tall trees. Rachel was former military and Sara
had plenty of experience in the Girl Scouts so between the two of them it only
took a few minutes to get the tent up and water boiling over a small campfire.
"You know I really love the outdoors." Rachel mused as she lay back
on her sleeping bag. She'd only agreed to set the tent up as a precaution for
rain, if she had any choice in the matter she'd sleep out here under the stars
which were out in full effect. A breathtaking sea of stars completely coated
the sky, too many for anybody to count.
"Yeah me to." Sara replied taking a stick
and lazily poking at the flames then opening bag and pouring the contents into
the bag. Sara had taken her khaki's off as soon as she'd gotten her sleeping
bag set up. She was still dressed in her white shirt but now she had a pair of
plain white panties on as well. The way she was sitting with her legs crossed
the fire dancing over her displayed slender thighs. "C'mere."
Sara cooed beckoning her lover over.
"What if somebody sees?" Rachel replied sheepishly pulling her
sleeping back up around herself. There really wasn't any need though; the only
clothing she'd taken off was her boots which were sitting next to the fire.
"There is nobody out here." Sara replied with a wicked grin as she
pulled her shirt up and over her head tossing it aside. Beneath she was wearing
a plain white bra; she smiled shaking her chest at Rachel. "Trust me;
we're completely alone out here." She whispered reaching back and
unhooking her bra to reveal her creamy white breasts.
One last nervous look around convinced Rachel that the two were indeed alone.
The dark skinned beauty crawled from one sleeping bag to the next finally
pressing her lips to Sara's. As always her lover responded instantly wrapping
her arms around Rachel gently tugging at her shirt.
There wasn't much resistance from the larger woman as her olive drab shirt was
pulled off and tossed next to her boots. "I've wanted to do this for a
long time." Rachel whispered softly, letting her tongue slip between her
lips exploring Sara's throat.
Meanwhile Sara tried to unfasten Rachel's black bra. Normally it wouldn't have
been complicated at all but in the dancing shadows and her excitement she
couldn't work the clasp. "Rachel." She gasped gently biting down on
her shoulder and slipping her fingers beneath the bra strap. Instead of
releasing the clasp she just pulled at the bra until Rachel's D-cup breasts
were released into the warm night air.
"Ooooh." Rachel
gasped as the warm air caressed her flesh. She could feel the blood rushing
through her body hardening her nipples. The gasp melted into a moan as Sara's
lips abandoned Rachel's shoulder and traveled down her chest. Sara didn't go
straight for the nipple, instead she slowly worked her way over the succulent
flesh, licking and kissing over Rachel's breasts. Her lips were so close that
Rachel could feel her breath wash over her nipple but she kept her lips a few
inches away.
"You like that?" Sara asked slowly trailing her tongue slowly over
Rachel's stomach, circling her naval then lightly dipping into it. A slight
moan was enough of an answer for Sara, as she dipped her tongue into Rachel her
fingers were busy unfastening the cammie trousers.
The first button came undone with ease but cammie's
have a button fly that Sara had to claw and rip at before she could get them
open. Beneath she was wearing a pair of yellow panties with green ducks walking
all over them, normally Sara would have joked about a grown woman in Underoos, instead she just dipped her fingers into the
elastic band and pulled them down and off. Rachel kept herself clean shaven
other than a single stripe of trimmed hair right above her slight.
Her lips moved to Rachel's ankle, kissing slowly over the soft flesh there and
moving up over the well toned calves. Days of hiking and years of military had
sculpted Rachel's legs perfectly for Sara's tongue to explore. Her tongue moved
behind the backs of her knees and between Rachel's thighs teasingly close to
her womanhood. Rachel's legs parted in response, one lifted up over her lover's
shoulder, the other pushed out to one side.
Sara let her tongue dance slowly closer, over her inner thighs and down closer
to her lips. Each time her soft lips got closer Rachel moaned and squirmed
trying to get hips in the right position. Sara's tongue danced away though each
time though, never quite letting Rachel get the pleasure she ached for.
"Don't tease me." Rachel gasped, her chest heaving with every deep
breath she took. Her face was already starting to glow with perspiration as her
stomach clenched up. Rachel arched her back pressing her juicy slit to Sara's
teasing lips. A final desperate moan was enough to make Sara relent, the tip of
her tongue tracing Rachel's moist pussy before parting her lips scooping her
clit with her tongue.
Sara's tongue moved expertly over Rachel's clit, thrusting, twisting and
spinning over her clit. She ignored Rachel's legs slowly wrapping around her
head squeezing each time Sara's tongue grazed her just right. Rachel's hands
slowly slipped down over her body caressing her breasts and over her smooth
stomach down to tangle in Sara's dirty blonde hair. She tangled her fingers in
Sara's hair pulling her closer to her. Sara responded by holding her tongue
firmly and thrusting it into Rachel wriggling it around inside her.
Rachel's legs clenched as she felt the electricity down to the very tips of her
curled toes. Her pussy clenched down around Sara's tongue trying to pull her
farther inside her.
Rachel's beautiful brown eyes were clenched shut like her teeth so the only
sound escaping her lips was a suppressed moan. Finally her body collapsed down
onto the sleeping bag and Sara's hair slipped from her grasp. "Oh my god." Rachel smiled looking down at Sara's
smiling face.
The blonde gave one last parting lick before moving up into her lover's arms
and kissing her cheek gently. "You're yummy."
"Don't say that!" Rachel said slapping Sara's arm playfully.
"Why not you are." She answered playfully
slapping her back.
"Is the food done?" Rachel asked putting her hands behind her head.
The sound a twig snapping caught her attention before Sara could respond
though. "You hear that?"
"Hear what?" Sara responded leaning up over the pot and
dipping a spoon into it slowly stirring the soup.
"It was probably nothing."
Less than twenty feet away Jed glared at his younger brother and brought a
silencing finger to his lips. He was dressed in a pair of dirty ragged overalls
and black steel-toed boots. The overalls were so worn that they were barely
staying in place on his gangly frame.
The boots were equally shabby, the steel easily seen where the leather had once
been. Even if he'd been dressed in fine clothes it wouldn’t have helped, Jed
was missing two of his front teeth and his hair was a sickly shade of almost
blonde. In his free hand he was holding a twelve gauge and several lengths of
rope were coiled around his shoulder.
His younger brother was only wearing a pair of formerly blue, now green and
brown, jeans. Unlike his brother Ray was heavy set, fat by most people's
standards and his hairy gut hung over his jeans. His hair was a solid brown
when it was clean; most times it looked closer to grey. His most striking
feature was his eyes, one brown and the other green. Right now they were
focused on Rachel's nude form. "Which one?"
He whispered.
"Isn't it obvious? That little white girl ain't
got enough meat to feed Ma and Pa."
"Can we take them both?" Jed turned back to the girls who were both
staring in the complete wrong direction and nodded.
"Take em fast, I'll get that nigger bitch you
get the other." He held up his hand with three fingers counting down for
his brother. When he hit zero both men leapt out of the trees at the same time
Jed firing the shotgun directly into the fire missing both girls.
"What!?" Sara screamed turning around just
in time to catch Ray's fist in her face. The sheer force lifted her off feet
landing flat on her back near the fire. Ray moved quickly slamming his bare
foot down on her jaw holding her in place and turning to see his brother.
"Don't fucking move bitch!" Jed shouted leveling the shotgun at
Rachel's chest. Old military training instantly kicked in though and she
snatched the barrel with one hand pointing it away from her, with her other
hand she shot slamming his fingers against the trigger. He screamed in pain
releasing the gun but he leaned forward and backhanded Rachel.
She managed to keep her grip on the gun even as her head snapped to one side
nearly splitting her lip in the process. She tried again to twist the gun from
his grip but he moved with her keeping a hold on the weapon. Jed slid his grip
up catching her fingers against the barrel of the gun; before she could react
he twisted his hip slamming her down to the ground.
Rachel's grip broke as the wind was knocked from her lungs and Jed slammed the
barrel down against her jaw his finger against the trigger. "Don't you fuckin' move bitch." He shouted pressing the barrel
down again.
Rachel gasped, staring up through the sights at her captor without moving a
single inch. "That's a good girl, now roll over onto your pretty lil’ stomach and put your hands behind your back."
Rachel complied rolling onto her stomach and putting her hands behind her back.
As soon as she was on her stomach Jed knelt down on her back roughly kneeling
on her spine. He roughly wrenched Rachel's arms back tightly tying her wrists
together, then a second rope bound her elbows
painfully close together. A third and final rope was wrapped around her ankles
tightly pulling them up towards her ankles hogtying her. "How
you coming there brother?"
Ray had pulled zip ties from his pockets and had her wrists and ankles tightly
bound together. "I got mine Jed, let's get these bitches back. You watch em; I'll go get the truck."
Jed nodded in response twisting a fistful of Rachel's hair around his fist and
dragging her along side Sara. "Now don't you girls start acting up. I reckon neither of you wants to take a bullet right
between your fucking eyes. I got no problem with shooting one of you. Specially this spirited lass right here!" He emphasized
the word with a sharp kick to the spine. "Now neither
one of you girls has put me in a very good mood so far. I've half a mind
to shoot you right now, so being good just might keep you amongst the livin' a bit longer understood?"
Sara looked up at him through tear filled eyes. The zip ties on her hands and
feet kept her from moving more than a few inches at a time. Sara snuggled
herself tightly against Rachel whimpering and nodding frantically. "I'll
be good. I-I'll be good."
"Shut up!" Jed roared pointing the barrel against her skull.
"Yes yes!" She screamed biting down on her
lips trying her best to silence her whimpering.
Rachel was completely still and silent, other than the trickle of blood from
the corner of her mouth and her steady breathing nothing moved. Her dark brown
eyes glared up at her captor but her mind was already thinking of how she could
escape.
A rusted red sixties style truck came crashing through the trees with Ray
behind the wheel. He nearly ran the girls over as he passed by the two spinning
the back toward them. Sara screamed and brought her hands up to cover her eyes
from the mud. "I told you to shut up!" Jed shouted leaning forward
and kicking her thigh.
It took him a moment to lift Rachel up, first by the hair, then by her arms and
toss her into the truck but he managed it. Sara was easily lifted up onto her
feet and thrown in on top of Rachel. "Sit tight girls, wouldn't want you
to bruise 'fore I could get you home" Without saying anything else he
threw the back of the truck up and got in along side his brother.
"You think Ma and Pa will like 'em?"
"They'll love em. And just in time, we got us a
few days till Christmas, plenty of time to work on the girls."
