Lost ( open rape and gang bang rp looking for men)

He keep stimulate her hardening nipple with his tongue, relish in the pure sensation of the blood flowing inside it, making it grow and stiffen. He pull it a bit with is teeth to better test its elasticity and tenderness ... then he start kissing all along her breast, nibbling softly where the lower curve fold and then leaving another hickey there, here skin bruise so easily that he felt like he was branding her …like … he was … claiming her a bit at time.
His own erection was growing hard, rubbing painfully against his pants; she was stimulating him so much with both her pain and her subtle denying that she was, deep inside, feeling pleasure.
He grinned, yearning to play with her more, forcing himself inside her soul with the same burning vigour he want to shove his manhood inside her but for doing so he need her to relax, to turn down her defence a bit.
“So … little girl …” for some strange reason speaking was difficult for him, not because is breath was hoarse or rough … but because he felt his body somewhat detached from himself.
He let her right hand go but he keep gripping her other wrist powerfully so she can understand to don’t do anything reckless then he start caressing her hair, that where long and silky, red like the sun just before dusk, combing them soothingly with his finger “… what is your … name?” then he asked.

Damon held his rifle barrel steady in one hand at the trigger, while he reached forward with the other and quickly brushed it under her underarms, then around her waist, then between her thighs. Finding no obvious weapon, he stepped on around, bringing his rifle so it pointed to her chest. "Get up, slowly," he ordered. "Now face the tree and take two steps back. Keep your arms over your head. I'm going to lean you forward until you're hands are pressing against the tree."

At this angle, she'd hardly be able to push off and get the drop on him. He placed the rifle on safety and slung it over his shoulder, patting the pistols on his belt holsters for assurance. Starting at her shoulders, he did a more thorough pat down, his hands running over her body from neck to knees and down to her shoes. He found her cell phone in her pocket, took a quick look at it, then tossed it aside. GPS was as efficient a way to track him as any other, he reasoned, so best leave it behind. Besides, he didn't need it. He found a few other sundries: keys, lipstick and other simple makeup, the normal stuff a woman would have on her, but any of them could be tracking devices or even weapons in disguise. He tossed them all aside as soon as he found them.

He leaned forward to grip one hand and pull it back around her back. Steadying her, he grabbed her other wrist and allowed her to straighten up as he joined them behind her back and linked them together with a sturdy plastic pull-tie. Her wrists secure, he whirled her around and hissed, "All right, what is your name, and who do you represent?"

The night was dark and the forest was filled with all kinds of beasts and shadows both predators and there prey.

Jessica felt Joseph as his lips slid over her soft supple skin, his tongue licking his lips sucking his teeth nibbling as he tasted her sweet virgin flesh. Her face was flushed and warm feeling exposed in such a manor as he delighted in the tastes of her flesh.. her nipples growing as his tongue danced over the top of her nipples his hot breath washing down over her body.. she could hear the sound of her own heart beating in her chest.

His hand held her wrist tight as she squirmed between him and the tree.. she was scared as she softly whispered her name but weather he heard her or not she didn't know, " Jessica"

He keep caressing her hair, his touch was calm, but not wholly tender, it wasn’t an exchange of fondness, Joseph was just playing with her just like a doll or a puppy, yet he was given her the false impression of taking a bit of control back, he indeed look more collected than before.
He heard the soft whisper coming from her, barely but clears enough.
“Is a nice name … Jessica”, his hand fondled her cheek, with his thumb tickling her lips, “so tell me Jessica … do you really want … to … go … so badly?” his voice come with strange suspension not like stuttering but more like wave from far away.

The massive creature had been watching the entire time, his massive erection had just finally reached its full length of 15 inches, while also being 2.5 inches thick in diameter. It hung down like a stallion's would, swinging slightly every few minutes as the monster's arousal grew, hoping to get a turn with the young female. His, already, intimidating appearance only becoming more frightening in the stages of his arousal.

Sari felt him rummaging through her pockets, throwing away her cell phone and lipstick, something she would kill him for later. Feeling something constricting her hand, like a boa constrictor encircling it's prey. With a wave of nausea, she was twirled around to look into his face, which was washed in the silver moonlight. Not that it made it any prettier, of course. Hearing something about representing, she honestly had no clue. "S-S-Sari..." She said, "I don't know what.. the hell your talking about.. I don't.. represent anyone!" The only reason she did not try to run before now was shock. Now that had slipped away like rain on a window, she immediately jerked to the side, trying to free herself and run, while a scream was positioned upon her tongue, waiting to be unleashed.

The denial didn't really surprise him, nor her attempt to wriggle herself free somehow. He released her arms, only to reach to grasp her hair and jerk her back to face him, and with his other hand, he slapped her face back and forth, hard enough to shock and focus her back to what he needed. "Don't try to alert any others," he said to her, his face only a couple of inches from hers. He glanced around again, finding them still apparently isolated in the dark.

"Let's go," he ordered, and used his grip on her hair to push her forward as he followed beside and slightly behind her. He wasn't about to take her to his main cabin, not until he had a chance to search her thoroughly for directional trackers. But he had blinds, ammo dumps, and traps hidden all over the woods, and he knew exactly where they were. One was not far away. Under the cover of thick bushes and camoflauged tarp, he'd be able to check her out more carefully.

Sari's heart was beating as fast as an entire group of drums. Her eyes were wide with fear, as adrenaline spread throughout her limbs, her muscles tense, her body screaming at her, 'Run! Run! Run!' When the stranger smacked her across her face a few times, causing her to cry out, red marks appearing over her rosy cheeks.

Reluctantly obeying his mute command to move, she did just that, grasping her hair, as if to try and win it free from his grasp. "Any others? What others!?" She replied, her heart thudding faster. She constantly heard little stories made to scare the little kiddies, of Bigfoot and Trolls under the bridges and madmen in the woods. She had already found one of three of those. What is he going to do to me!? Sari kept thinking, over and over in her head, her eyes darting from side to side.

He pushed her along through the forest, grasping at one of her bound forearms whenever he had to guide her this way or that. She was completely turned around by now, no doubt, but he knew every tree and bush in these woods. This was his home, where he'd grown up and lived his life. After about twenty minutes, he led her towards a thick stand of bushes, grabbing her arm to make her come to a stop just beside it.

Damon took a moment to scan a complete circle around them, listening for any snap of a twig or the sound of a disturbed animal or fowl, but there was nothing to signal where the rest of this woman's party might be, if there was one. Convinced they were alone for now, he crouched down and scooped up some of the dirt by the bushes, uncovering a handle which he pulled to open a trap door. "Climb down," he said in a quiet hiss, tapping the top rung of a set of half a dozen steps that descended into the hidden pit. He remained crouched, steadying her shoulders until she was down, then nearly hopped down beside her. From below, he found a handle and re-closed the trap door above them, plunging them into darkness.

The darkness was dispelled a few seconds later as Damon found a hidden switch, and the underground hideaway was dimly lit by small red LED lights. The dim glow was enough to see by, but not enough to spoil Damon's night vision. The cavern they were in extended a good dozen feet under the brush patch above them. Damon shoved the woman down on the ground on her back into a corner roughly, while moving to a post in the middle. There was what looked like an eyepiece attached to the post, and Damon peered through it, moving around the post, taking the eyepiece with him like a periscope. Which is exactly what it was, disguised as a branch of the bushes above. Damon completed his sweep, with still no sign of others.

He turned back to his captive. "Now let's make sure you ain't got some bug on you, bitch," he said lowly as he approached her.

Sari's eyes widened, as she was forced into some short of shelter or cavern or who knows what the hell it is. Red LED lights cast an eerie glow over her face, which was covered in one emotion. Fear. She saw the man, strange as he was, looking through what she saw as a periscope. What the hell is he LOOKING FOR? Sari wondered wildly, before getting knocked to the ground with an "Umph!" and banging her head on the earthen floor, causing stars to swim across her vision temporarily. When they disappeared, she saw the man approaching her, saying something about bugs. In the back of her mind, Sari thought she knew what the man was going to do, so she screamed, backing up against the wall by propelling herself backwards, as she couldn't use her hands, as they were restrained. "Leave me alone!!! I have done nothing to you!! Why are you doing this!?" She screamed, her eyes wide with fear.

Jessica squirmed uncomfortably between Joseph and the tree.. His face so close she could feel his breath against her delicate neck.. she slowly started to become more aware of still another presents watching them, growing closer.

His hand although gentle was sending chills through her as his fingers traced her soft lips.. her blue eyes looking up at him they couldn't hide the fear that was behind them, her tiny body was shaking as she tried to pull away from him.

" yes i want to go.. please take me back to the road, I can find my way from there" she told him

The monster walked within viewing range of the young girl, his member swaying as he walked. He looked at the girl with primal lust. Her soft skin, cherry colored hair, and her supple, perky breasts making the creature's mouth water.

She screamed as she saw the monster creeping up on her and Joseph .. She looked from Joseph to the monster and then back to Joseph again. She was trapped between the two of them unable to move.

Joseph wasn’t exactly comfortable too with the strange plant creature presence, not much from his rationality that was more or less damned to scream unheard inside him right now, but on a most instinctual reaction of distrust between two predators.

“Oh, my little girl … I’ll like to let you go … but look like that … I’m not the only one hunting”, his hand move to get and hold of her neck while the other let her wrist loose just so he can start caressing her bare stomach, tracing tickling circle down, “so now is just a guess on how much of you I like to share”.

She felt his grip tighten around her neck as she squirmed with her back against the tree..
His touch sending shivers through her slender body as she tried to push his hand away with her hands, but he was so strong she couldn't move him.

" Let me go!" she hissed at him as he squeezed her neck. .trying to kick him with her feet.

Ah she was alive after all, two predators was enough to make her call for strength ... too bad it wasn't enough to make him let her go. He clenched her neck vigorously not enough to truly choke her but enough to leave mark on her skin.
“I’ve been gentle to you Jessie” he said leaning near her right hear, his voice was a malicious whisper now “but you keep asking me and our friend here to be more assertive …” his hand slide inside her shorts probing forcefully her pussy through the fabric of her panties.
“Now I felt obliged to comply such appeal.”

The large creature stared onward, his mouth watering to have a turn with the young redhead. Although his instincts told him to act, he calmly waited his turn, despite the fact that he could have easily taken the girl at this point. However, even he knew when to wait his turn. And so, the monster stood there, patiently awaiting the time when he would be allowed to act upon his overwhelming urges.

She looked over at the swamp thing then at Joseph and realized she was trapped between the two of them. It was hard not to miss the swamp things growing erection as it watched her and Joseph. The thing was licking its lips it's eyes glowing with lust.

The constant squeezing of Josephs fingers around her neck a constant reminder of how helpless she was. She felt Josephs hands tugging at the material of her shorts and then sliding inside her pants his hand rubbing between the material of her shorts and the silk of her panties. His hands rough the only thing between his hands and her soft smooth mound was a pair of thin panties as she felt his hand moving lower his fingers tracing the lips of her pussy through the panties. The tears where welling up in her eyes helpless to stop him as he groped and felt her in her most privet places.

Joseph look at the thing, It ... He was surely aroused and full of lust, He was tempted to invite him to join them.
Then he look down to Jessie, the girl was shaking and crying, so delectably he cannot defy the urge to kiss her cheeks again with the same passion of a lover he enjoy the sweet saltiness of her tears.
“Our friends here sure like you Jessie ... let him have a better look”, he said pulling down the shorts along her legs, showing her mound barely cover by the thin fabric of her panties.
“We are already inside you Jessie”, Joseph voice was again akin to an hissing, giving the eerie impression of speaking with a snake, “Your souls already crave for our touch ...” his fingers start to pull the panties apart, scratching the soft skin near her naked labia “now let us hear you body call too!”

She was shaking and crying as he turned her towards the creature. Her soft feminine body exposed as she tried to hide her self with her hands.

The creature licked his teeth hungrily behind his mossy veil. He took a few steps closer to the girl, chuckling deeply as he slowly moved her arms away from her body.

"Yeah, right," Damon said with heavy sarcasm. "Like you guys haven't been after me for years." He truly believed the government wanted to round up and imprison resistors like him, people who didn't bow down to the all-powerful dictatorship that was secretly running the country and couldn't accept people who insisted on living their lives in freedom, self-sustained and free. This paranoid world view shaped his image of anyone he might encounter, so he still assumed that this girl, whatever she claimed, was an enemy.

Damon gripped Sari's (that's the name she'd claimed) ankles and held them with an iron grip against her attempts to kick at him in defense or back away. She was against the wall with nowhere to go. He moved adroitly, slipping her legs between his as he straddled her thighs, holding her down as he reached to her blouse. It was already ragged pulled from her waist from her struggles so far, so he easily grapsed the hem with both hands and tore it apart, ripping up from the hem to the neckline. He raised up enough to grab her shoulders and roll her over on her belly, forcing the shirt off her shoulders and down her sleeves to bunch at her tied wrists. Drawing a knife from his belt sheath, he sliced through the fabric along the sleeves to tear the cloth free of her.

Still holding her down by straddling her legs, he bent to examine the shirt carefully, running it through his hands, looking for embedded miniature bugs and tracking electronics. He checked each button, ripping them off with his teeth and checking each one to make sure it wasn't a disguised bit of electronics. Satisfied, he tossed what was now rags aside. Using his knife, he sliced the thin bra straps and opened the rear catch, rolling her back over on her back as he pulled off the bra. Even in his paranoid fervor, he couldn't help but stop and leer at her exposed bust, before he turned to an intimate examination of the undergarment.

He couldn't find any trace of electronics in the lacy cloth there either. For a moment, he stared down at the girl beneath him, ready to attack her clothes below the waist.

"Ahhhh!" she screamed trying to pull her hands from the creatures grip but he was so strong she couldn't brake free. Joseph had her held around her slender waist he was standing behind her pressed up against her warm body. The creature right in front of her, she was trapped between the two of them.

Joseph look at the creature moving forward, he was still a bit unsure on want that … thin want but he choose to keep his focus on the war and squirming body of the girl he hold near him.
He let his fingers work between the plump folds of her labia, sliding into the slick crease between.

as his hand slide between the tiny fabric of her panties ...she blushed with embarassment as she felt his fingers slide between the soft tender folds of her moist pussy... all the squirming she did only made his fingers rub against her soft pink hole all the more.. her sweet nectar started covering his fingers.