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The Hunt Part 1Taken“You have a good time, honey. I’ll see you on Monday.” Carla kissed Michael goodbye, off for his semi-annual hunting trip with his friends. Every six months like clockwork, he would leave on Thursday morning and return Monday afternoon. Carla knew it was more drinking and playing cards then hunting, but Michael was a good husband, and she respected the time he needed to bond with his male friends.Michael met up with John and Sam on the outskirts of town, parking their cars in the airport parking lot, but then they all hopped into Michael’s car. It was about a three-hour drive before they crossed the state line, another hour before they reached their destination.It was a good-size city, a place where there was ample opportunity to find the right person and yet remain anonymous and blend in. It was Sam’s turn to find their prey, having spent the last two weekends spotting and finding her weaknesses.“How far is the cabin?” Michael pulled into the gas station to fill up the tank. He didn’t want to have to stop and get gas before they reached the cabin.“About 90km, but it is out there, no one around for ten kilometer. No one will hear a thing.” Sam had rented the cabin under an assumed name, paying in cash, the owner not minding. “Belinda lives around the corner in a small duplex, an older couple living next door. She parks her car in the garage behind the duplex, very secluded and not attached to the duplex. She won’t be home until seven, nice and dark. Shouldn’t take more than a minute to snatch her up, and then we can be at the cabin by nine.” Sam had been planning it carefully, each of them careful. This is the fourth year that they have been doing it, twice a year, bringing the grand total to eight girls counting Belinda. Sam was married with two k**s, a successful lawyer, having to be careful to avoid getting caught. The three of them never even considered it against the law; after all, everyone has to have a hobby. They thought killing a****ls for sport was worse, after all, when the hunters were done, their victims were dead. Their prey was just a little worse for the wear, and they hoped some of them might actually have enjoyed it a little.John looked at the pictures that Sam had taken. Twenty-two, short brown hair, big green eyes, a pouty little nose and a beautiful smile, though all he could imagine was his cock between her lips. He looked at the full-length pictures, a nice set of tits, and he loved the one from behind, a tight ass pushing out a short skirt. “Great pick, Sam.” He showed it to Michael.“Never saw a boyfriend while I was watching her. Hope she hasn’t been used much. Maybe a virgin hole or two would be nice.” Sam’s cock had been hard ever since they came into town, the excitement of the hunt almost as exciting as when they get her up in the cabin and have their way with her.“It won’t be that way when we let her loose Monday morning a hundred miles from home.” Michael approved of the pick. “Let’s grab some groceries and a bite to eat. Then we can get ready for Belinda.”Belinda was tired, the end of the week. She worked a four-day workweek, but the ten-hour days were grueling. The only reprieve was three days off. She was going home, taking a hot bath and relaxing the whole weekend. She didn’t have a date, breaking up three weeks ago with Jason. He was too pushy for her, always trying to get her into bed. She wasn’t a virgin, but she wasn’t going to spread her legs on the first date or the second or even the first couple of months. She wanted it to be special, not just unbridled lust. She rounded the corner to her house, pulling in the long driveway to the garage. The door opened when she pushed the opener, the light coming on inside. She pulled the car in, grabbing her purse and locking the doors. She pushed the opener closed, the door coming down noisily. She didn’t even hear them until it was too late. Hands were everywhere, someone grabbing her from behind, their large arms encircling her, her arms trapped beneath their powerful grip. She couldn’t see well in the semi-darkness, but there must be more than one, a blindfold shoved quickly over her eyes, the darkness overcoming her. Her scream was caught in mid-scream, something hard shoved into her mouth until her cheeks began to bulge, her tongue pushed down. She choked, but fingers kept it inside her mouth, feeling something tied around the back of her head. Drool began to run from her mouth, a muffled sound barely heard from her lips. She struggled, but they were too powerful, her hands jerked behind her back, thick rope tying her wrist together, and her fingertips already tingling from lack of circulation.Michael picked her up as if she didn’t weigh a thing, slinging her over his shoulder as Sam gave him the signal that the way was clear. John pulled the car up in just a split second, the four of them in the car and out of sight within a minute. They drove to a desolate spot, stopping long enough to change back to their regular license plates, throwing the stolen ones into the trunk to be disposed of in some permanent place where they would never be found. They were careful, just in case someone had spotted the car and plates.She could feel the car moving, slung over the lap of a man, able to feel his erection sticking into her. Another man’s callused hands were running over her naked legs, more ropes securing her ankles together when she tried to kick out at him. She squirmed, but two pairs of hands held her tight and worse, they were m*****ing her body, and she couldn’t do anything about it. She was afraid, not for her life but afraid of being gang ****d. That was the only reason she could think they would k**nap her. She wouldn’t be missed until Monday, three days at the hand of these r****ts. ‘What would the three of them do to me?’ The car drove for a long time, the air getting cooler as they drove. She couldn’t hear any traffic passing them, just the gentle hum of the tires on canlı bahis the rough payment. It had to be at least an hour, Belinda almost used to the hands on her, though the one on her ass scared her the most. Each time she tried to move away, it only made her rub against the erection beneath her, feeling the thickness jumping each time. Yet, she couldn’t stop, the hand too searching, fingers sliding between her tightly clenched buttocks. The tires gripped on gravel, slowing down, the car bumping for long minutes before it stopped. Belinda heard the doors opening, shoved out of the car, almost falling over before someone caught her, her bound ankles making her trip. She was thrown over someone’s shoulder, bumping along, her skirt sliding high up her legs as she felt the cold nighttime air blowing on her naked legs. A door creaked open, the stale air inside assailing her nostrils. They must be in the woods someplace, maybe a cabin in the mountain, the air colder and fresher.The men were eager to begin with their new captive, throwing their bags in the corner, unpacking after their initial lust had been satisfied. The only risk they made with their captives is to let her hear their voices. There was just too much enjoyment in telling their victims what they were going to do to them or humiliating them with their words as they did it. The enjoyment was worth the risk.“Stand her up,” Michael moving next to her. They first had to get her obedience and there was only one way to do that. Pain. She had to fear for her life. Michael’s cock jutted out the front of his pants as she was stood up, her lovely breasts shoved out by the way her arms were tied behind her back. Her ankles were still bound so she couldn’t kick him.One man was behind her, her bound hands pushed into his erection, feeling it jump each time her hands moved, trying to keep them still, afraid that he would think she wanted to touch him. She could feel the others around her, three of them by the sound of the footsteps. She didn’t know whether she should fear for her life, the men talking in front of her, but they didn’t removed the blindfold. She still hoped they would release her once they finished with her, Belinda just afraid of what “finished” would mean. She felt a hand on her head, yanking her head back, the hair follicles tearing in her scalp as she was forced up erect. It hit her, taking her breath away, trying hard to bend over in pain, her hair yanked from her head as she was kept standing tall. She couldn’t breathe, punched in her stomach, taking her breath away, the bile in her stomach shooting up her esophagus, Belinda struggling to keep from choking on her own bile.Why did they do it?Her chest rose and fell, trying to fill her lungs, when he did it again. Now, she screamed silently into her gag, wanting so much to curl into a ball and die a quick death. Four times, they hit her in the gut, four painful times, each time forcing her up onto her toes, Belinda knowing she would be vulnerable to another punch.Were these men just sadists, wishing to inflict pain on me for their satisfaction?Belinda never reckoned to that possibility. That would be worse than being ****d.Her head was rocked from side to side, Michael slapping her, Sam holding her submissively by her hair as her cheeks bore the brunt of Michael’s slaps. Four times, he struck her before he stopped.Are they going to beat me to death? She was seeing stars; the slaps coming one after another, her head rocked back and forth, her nose running, afraid it was bleeding. Her stomach was still turning, afraid of vomiting and choking; now, her head beat repeatedly. It stopped suddenly, Belinda trembling in fear, afraid of it starting again, or something new, more painful.“That’s a preview of what will happen to you if you disobey, Belinda.” Michael’s hand still stung from where he slapped her, but her face wasn’t much worse for the wear. Her cheeks were red, but she would still look good with a cock in her mouth. “Are you going to be a good girl and do what you are told?”She nodded her head yes immediately. She couldn’t take much more of this, never expecting to be treated so brutally. She was afraid of what they were capable of. She felt her hair released, slumping as the one behind her let her go. She felt herself being lowered to her knees, feeling the cold, hard wood of the floor on her knees as she knelt. He was behind her again, this time, his erection pushed into the back of her head, his hands on the sides of her head. It suddenly dawned on her, her predicament. There was only one reason for her to be on her knees. It was confirmed when she heard his voice.“I’m going to take the gag out of your mouth. I don’t want to hear a word come out of your mouth. No amount of pleading will sway us from our intentions. Your only hope is to cooperate and spare yourself needless pain and suffering. You will comply, before or after we beat you. It is up to you.” Michael looked into her face, Sam keeping her looking up at him. He began to take off his clothes, John joining him, the sound of zippers going down leaving no doubt as to their intentions. Sam let go of her head long enough to strip, all of them finished in a matter of short minutes.She could hear them, undressing, the sound of zippers and belts unmistakable. She had never taken a man’s erection in her mouth, but she knew that wouldn’t be an option, forced to take three of them before they would be finished with her. She didn’t know how she would stand it when they came in her mouth. She had masturbated boys, hoping to defer them from putting their erections in her mouth, hating it when they came, her hands covered in their thick, milky white juices, refusing to even think what it would taste like in her mouth. Hands were on her head again, forcing her head up, a naked erection pushed into the back of her head, feeling so hot even beneath her hair. It got worse, feeling another in front of her and then she felt bahis siteleri it. It almost burned her skin, the flesh so hot. It rubbed on her cheek, feeling the rubbery hardness that could only be an erection, leaving a trail of burning juices, feeling them dry on her skin as it jerked and twitched uncontrollably against her smooth skin. The stale smell of his body odor assailed her nostrils. She sobbed quietly in shame and humiliation, able to imagine what it looked like, the men naked, wagging their erections in her face, waiting for the moment to thrust in and make her perform the most disgusting oral act on their organs. The thick flesh rubbed over her nose, feeling wiry hairs rubbing across her nose, then the unmistakable feel of his testicles, heavy testicles rubbed across her nose, back and forth, the wiry hairs feeling like sandpaper as they rubbed her skin raw. He finally pulled his testicles away, but his erection was back, this time rubbing back and forth over her lips. She clenched her lips tight in an u*********s act of self-preservation.“Do you want another beating, Belinda? Relax your mouth.”She had no choice, her lips surrendering, the organ pressing against her lips, the one behind her forcing her head up higher as if she were begging to take his organ in her mouth. He didn’t put his organ in her mouth, but rubbed his erection on her front teeth, then pushing his shaft up and down her lips until she felt his prickly hairs tickling her nose again. The smell of his arousal increased, feeling the thick veins on his organ rubbing across her lips. Then he shoved, her lips pushed wide apart as she felt the smooth, slick head of his organ enter her mouth, shamed as she felt her lips stretched around the thick, domed head. She waited, but he seemed content to leave just the head of his organ in her mouth, Belinda fighting to keep her tongue still and away from his erection.It felt like a tight rubber band wrapped beneath the head of his cock, her wet lips caressing his shaft so salaciously, her hot breath blowing on his organ exciting him. He struggled not to shove his cock deep in her mouth, wanting to enjoy the sight of this young girl looking up at him, her lips curled around his partially encased cock in her mouth. Even blindfolded, he could imagine what it was like for her to be forced to suck his cock.There was a strange, salty taste in her mouth.Was that his cum?Just a tiny dropped permeated every crevice of her mouth, Belinda fighting the urge to vomit.What will it be like when he finally cums, filling my mouth with his abundant sperm?She tried to swallow again and again, but the foul taste stayed in her mouth.“Use your tongue on it, Belinda. Lick it like a lollypop.”The hands tightened on her head until it felt like her head would pop under the pressure. She had to obey the obscene command, her tongue moving with hesitation. She touched it, pulling her tongue back from the first contact when she felt the rubbery, hot flesh. More of the juices escaped into her mouth, her tongue returning, this time not pulling away. She forced her tongue to move around the head, feeling so big in her mouth, so hot. She felt the piss hole in the tip, this time her tongue forcing out more of his fluids, almost afraid she had made him cum as the thick juices coated her tongue with its sticky juices.Michael began to move his hips, slowly pushing more of his cock in her mouth, then pulling back out, watching the spit-covered shaft pulling out, her lips puckering so innocently. He pushed back in. “Keep your tongue moving over my cock,” he warned her.She began to get afraid, the organ moving in and out, as if he was fucking her sex. She could feel the thick veins running up the side of his shaft as they passed through her lips, shamed as her tongue began to run up and down the shaft. The bulbous head filled her mouth, his juices leaking out continually, Belinda almost getting used to the foul taste in her mouth. His organ was long, not feeling his pubic hairs no matter how much he was pushing into her mouth. Her fear increased; his organ longer than her mouth. Would he stop when he pushed to the back of my mouth or would he shove it down my throat? Her only hope would be to make him cum and end this degrading act. Her tongue moved beneath the head, to the part she knew was so sensitive. She wiggled her tongue back and forth, feeling the organ quivering in her mouth. She hated that she was giving him so much pleasure.Michael began to move his hips from side to side, making the head of his cock push out her cheeks each time he jammed back in, stuffing her mouth with his cock. He began to take longer strokes, making her take more of his cock in her mouth until he was rewarded with a gag. She would be taking it down her throat soon enough. That was one attraction to their ****s, their victims never denied them any perversity and they did think of everything.She could feel the head of his organ touching the back of her mouth, feeling only the slightest of hesitation as she gagged. Her tongue moved faster, hoping to keep his organ from her throat, even if she had to drink his juices. She could feel the drool dripping down her chin, his slick organ sliding in and out with ease, not sure if it was her spit or his juices that made it so slippery. She did what she had to, sucking on his organ, feeling it grow in her mouth. She alternated between sucking on his organ and blowing on it, the air blowing out the corner of her mouth. She sucked him back in, then blew again, this time his organ jerking in wild excitement. She began to suck and blow, one after the other as his frenzied hips began to fuck her face.She was doing a good job, but his wife knew how to suck a cock. Michael wanted a throat fuck, and Belinda was going to volunteer.“Hold her tight,” Michael beginning to fuck her mouth with deeper strokes. “Swallow it, Belinda. Swallow my cock, or I will beat you raw,” he warned her.She felt his güvenilir bahis organ slam into the back of her mouth, jamming up against her tiny throat like a giant bottle trying to get into a tiny hole. She gagged, his organ slipping from her mouth, her tongue lavishing attention on it in hopes of making him climax in her. He shoved again, this time harder, this time she gagged, and then choked loudly when he didn’t pull back. The thick helmet of his organ was lodged into her tight throat. She gagged again, her lips feeling like they were tearing as her mouth opened up uncontrollably. His organ was ready, her gagging making her throat open wider, his hips waiting for the opportunity. His slippery organ slipped into her throat with ease but not for her. It stretched her throat, her muscles fighting every inch of his erection as it slithered down her throat like a snake burrowing into the ground. Hands held her head so tight that Belinda thought it would explode. His erection began to move in her throat, her choking and gagging only exciting him, his organ jerking in the tight confines of her throat. Belinda never imagined taking a man’s organ in her mouth, never mind down her throat, but there was no doubt to the fact. Her stomach turned as she continued to gag as the organ slipped deeper into her throat.Michael couldn’t believe the pleasure. It felt like a thousand tiny fingers running over the head of his cock, her throat muscles vibrated on his prick. He began to fuck her throat, his balls aching, needing to drop his cum into her mouth soon. It took all his strength to fuck her throat, but his cock finally beat her throat muscles into submission, able to pull his cock almost all the way out of her throat before he thrust back in, feeling it bottoming out in her throat as if it were in her stomach.She couldn’t take much more, her throat rubbed raw as his organ sawed in and out of her mouth. She felt it growing, stretching her throat passage as she struggled to fill her air-starved lungs, her nostrils flaring, sucking in whatever air she could. His hips were moving fast, Belinda recognizing all the signs. He was going to cum and it would be in her mouth. She tried to brace herself for it, but nothing could prepare her for the reality. She felt momentary relief, his organ popping out of her throat, Belinda sucking in vast quantities of air.“What a cocksucker she is,” Michael praising her as he pulled his cock from her throat. He was ready to cum, and it was her mouth that would receive his cum. “Don’t spill a drop. You’ll drink it all down,” he warned her, the cum rising up from his balls.His organ quivered in her mouth for a moment, and then it happened. She heard his gasp of pleasure, and then she felt it racing up the shaft. It jetted out of his organ and slammed to the back of her mouth, Belinda struggling to keep it from going down her throat the wrong way. She couldn’t believe how much it was, flooding her mouth, her cheeks ballooning out like a chipmunk with nuts in its cheeks, a second jet of cum shooting out with almost as much force. She couldn’t do anything, the organ moving back and forth in her mouth, sliding easily over the slick cum that sat heavily in her mouth. She gulped a third load, some of it leaking from her stretched lips as she struggled with her need to swallow it and her disgust of having to do such a thing.“You’re going to have to swallow it sometime, Belinda. Now. Do it, now.” Michael watched as her throat moved, hearing her gulping loudly, his cum sinking into her belly as her face grimaced in disgust at doing such a thing. His cock was semi-hard in her mouth, her tongue moving a powerful distraction to keep it from going limp in spite of cumming.She fought to keep it down, swallowing small bits at a time, feeling the hot fluids running down into her stomach with such slowness. It felt so thick, coating her esophagus as it slid down into her belly. It took long minutes, her stomach gurgling before she finally swallowed it all. Her mouth was still covered in his sperm, but at least she could breathe again, the man taking his organ from her mouth, coating her lips as it passed free and dangled on her chin. She was grateful it was gone.“Go to work, Belinda. You’re far from over,” John taking Michael’s place in front of her. “You have more sucking to do before you can rest.” A slap on the side of her face, and her mouth opened, her pink tongue pushed out. John slid his cock onto her lips, her mouth closing around his shaft as he shoved his prick into her willing mouth. She learned well, feeling her sucking on his cock.This one felt different, not as thick, skinnier, but it leaked the same salty cum into her mouth. Her tongue went to work on it, in spite of being tired. She knew there would be no rest until she satisfied all three of her r****ts with her mouth. She only hoped she would survive.All you could hear was the erotic sound of Belinda sucking and blowing the men, John and then Sam finally getting his turn. They both shoved their cocks down her throat, Belinda struggling under the throat **** until they blew their wad into her mouth, the young girl forced to swallow three men’s loads of cum.The last limp prick slipped from her lips, her body let go as she crumbled to the floor. Her stomach gurgled, at least a gallon of sperm filling her. She struggled not to vomit it up, afraid they would force her to drink her own vomit if she did. Her jaw and tongue was tired, the men making her service their erections until they spurted their sperm in her mouth. She was shamed and humiliated at what she had to perform but happy to be alive.“Tie her spread eagle to the bed and then we can go to work on her.” It was Michael’s voice as he picked up the ropes and whips.She felt them grab her, struggling, but the two men too powerful as they threw her to the bed. They untied her arms and legs, but they didn’t allow her to move an inch, ropes wrapped around her wrists before she could pull away. It took only seconds before she was tied to the bed, her hands and legs spread eagle so wide that her crotched ached. She was so vulnerable, sure they would strip her naked soon.

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