1. Horror in the Woods


    Date: 3/12/2017, Categories: Fiction, Rape, Snuff, Young, Author: Piers, Rating: 53.8, Source: sexstories.com

    lips pulled back. “You’re a pretty little thing.” he said and he kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth. He nibbled her lips and then bit hard, she cried out without thinking. His fist thudded into her stomach, winding her and she began to cry harder. Suddenly she felt his hand, the one not holding her chin, between her legs, on the bare skin of her thighs. It moved slowly. She began to tremble as the hand moved up on to the cloth of her shorts first to slide round to feel her bottom and then back around front to begin rubbing her in her private parts. Carol wanted to say something; to ask him to stop; to promise she wouldn’t tell. But she panicked and started to struggle, pushing her legs together and wiggling from side to side. It was hopeless; the man responded by dropping his hand from her chin onto her throat and beginning to squeeze. She realized she shouldn’t have struggled; she’d made him angry. He was going to kill her; she should have let him do what he wanted. All thoughts of anything else than staying alive left her, as she started to choke. Then, just as her eyes were loosing focus, he suddenly let go. Carol slumped forward only held up by her hands tied behind the tree. She could hear her breath rasping in her throat. She had no energy for anything but trying to breath. The man disappeared from sight and she felt him working on the cord that held her hands. Suddenly the cord loosened and, with nothing holding her up, she fell forward onto her knees ...
    and then onto her face on the leaves and dirt under the trees. She vaguely felt the man pulling her arms up over her head and then working her shirt up over her head and off her arms. The dirt was cool on her naked chest. She didn’t think of resisting as he pulled her arms behind her back and retied her wrists. Perhaps if she let him do whatever he wanted he wouldn’t kill her. She wanted to go home to see her parents again. She found her eyes filling with tears at the though of her home. She decided she’d do whatever he wanted; she’d make no noise; that she’d do nothing to annoy him. With his foot, he rolled her over. Her tied hands pushed into the small of her back and hurt, but Carol didn’t make a sound. He bent over her, breathing hard, and pinched the little breast buds, pulling on her sore nipples. She bit her lip and lay there limply as he fondled her roughly. Suddenly he turned her back to lie face down. She felt his hands run back and forth over her thighs and bottom, feeling her body through the cloth of her tight shorts. After a while he seemed to get tired of that and, grabbing a handful of her hair he pulled her up onto her knees. He stood in front of her, holding her upright by her hair. As she watched with terrified eyes, Carol saw him unzip his pants and pull out his man thing. It was big and hard. “Kiss it” he ordered and moved it close to her mouth. As she leant forward she could smell the piss and her nose wrinkled in disgust. She started to pull back but a ...