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CANDY IN THE WOODS.....Cindy and Victorian Virtue (nsfw pic)

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In your most sexually depraved fantasies
Raven haired Wendy frowned, if there was a way to do so while wearing a ballgag.
"Aw C'mon slut," her Mistress Miss Tina said, cupping firm hands under her slave's equally firm tits...."I'm only going to be gone for 2 days....if there's a consolation, it's that I'm taking us to our cabin up in the woods. When I get back, I promise to ravish you all weekend...."

Wendy gave a gagged sigh. She'd been Miss Tina's property for 3 years now, a 23 year old submissive turned sex slave. The raven haired lesbian met her owner at a BDSM club while they both lived in the city and quickly became attached to each other. After being used and abused by her, Tina ordered her to spend the weekend with her and they were together ever since.
Wendy spent many days---and almost all nights--gagged, tied up, naked and whipped.....and loving it.

Tina later bought an A frame cabin just on the border of a sprawling national forest and Mistress and slave spent many a weekend there, the tall majestic pine trees forming a natural barrier between them and the rest of the outside world.

"One more thing before I go," Tina said, bringing out a box. "this is for you....I want you to wear it and keep it on while I'm gone....I'll expect you to finger fuck yourself and send me videos....."

She removed her slave's gag and sat back while Wendy opened the box.
Once it was on, she kissed her slave and waved as the cab took her away....Wendy went to the patio and gazed out into the forest...she was all alone....View attachment 575
 
Wendy heard the knock on the cabin door and at first ventured toward the sound but stopped halfway....since when would Miss Tina knock on her own house door? No one else knew they would be up here.....her Mistress paid an exceptionally large amount to ensure that the cabin would be almost a mile from their nearest neighbor.
She had never seen anyone come out through the natural pine barrier so if they did indeed have any neighbors, neither one had seen them.

That could only mean one thing....whoever it was at the door was a total stranger.
Despite the voice in her head warning her, Wendy went to the door and opened it. A man stepped inside....

The man spoke in an almost monotone voice as if reading from a book. She was told that she had 20 minutes to run and hide from someone he only referred to as 'the hunter' and if caught she would be at his mercy.

Wendy stood motionless and stared at the man....why would her lesbian owner have anything to do with a man? leave along this macabre demented game of hide and seek?

But the video message he showed to her proved this was not a joke.
Her owner was serious!

Miss Tina instructed her to take off the maids uniform and heels, but remain in her bra, garterbelt and stockings.

The raven haired slave was now convinced the man was telling the truth.....when he reminded her of the minutes remaining, she bolted out the door, right passed the man. As she ran, she realized she still had the ballgag in her mouth....struggling with the straps she remembered that the gag was locked. Another disadvantage for the panicky, fleeing slave....it meant she couldn't yell or scream for help....
Within less than a minute she made it across the back yard and into the forest.....she'd never been in there before and was scared but anything was better than who or what was pursuing her.....

It was early evening and Wendy was already feeling cold, running in only her underwear, her more than ample tits moving in the sheer cups of her shelf bra, pine needles, cones and twigs with sharp ends stinging the bottom of her feet as she ran.

Wendy finally stopped, panting, looking around her.....there was no trail, no path, just a maze of pine trees stretching up into the sky.
 
Wendy could hardly believe or understand the what or why behind this sick and demented game....if it WAS a game....
Her mistress was just as devoted a lesbian as she was, so since when would she have contact with men? maybe she had gambling debts, maybe it was just some sick bet between friends.....Miss Tina had male friends but as a rule, never brought them home.....

It was quickly getting darker and very soon the trees would block out the sky...if there was any saving grace it was that there was a full moon.
She slowed down to a trot, hoping to eventually see a path or even better, a road, but she had no idea how large the forest was. Suddenly she heard a voice coming from behind her....it was a man's voice but not the same as the man that greeted her at the door. It HAD to be the man the other man called the 'Hunter'......

Hearing that voice spurned her on, the trotting now back into a run. She had to get away....she HAD to....
Her arms were cut as she bumped against the trees, her bare ass goosebumped from the cold....she let out a gagged squeal as a long thin branch sprung up and almost penetrated her pussy....God, she wished now Miss Tina included panties with the outfit....
Ahead, suddenly a large deep shadow opened up.....even in the dark she could see there was a chasm not more than a hundred yards ahead. The trees looked even more dense to one side so she turned to the left.....

Wendy could hear the man's voice taunting her, tormenting her...it sounded like he was getting closer...how COULD he, unless he knew the area or had help?

After a while the trees seemed to thin out and soon she found herself exposed....it was a clearing, and a large one at that....frantic, she looked around.....the only help was the same grove of trees she just emerged from, but maybe.....just maybe there was another side of the forest on the other side of the clearing.....or maybe a road....

she began making a dash across the clearing.
 
The taunting voice had ceased.....Wendy didn't know if it was because she finally put distance between them, he simply gave up or worse....he had her in his sights.
But that was impossible!....she hadn't seen any movement and she was sure he didn't know these woods anymore than she did, which was of course nil.....

The pain was incredible.
One minu, tryite, she was racing across the open field, the next she suddenly felt something sharp pieced through her black lace garterbelt and into her left ass cheek.
Wendy tried to continue running but her feet felt like they were encased in cement....finally she was so dizzy she fell to the ground.
She turned her head and saw her pursuer, or at least the shadow of a man.
She clawed the earth, palms full of dirt as she tried to inch herself forward...she saw him approach closer and closer.....

"Wh.....who....."
Wendy's world went black as she passed out.....
 
Wendy was out cold when the man came up to her, binding her wrists behind her back and tying her legs together as well. As she laid there he slipped a vibe deep into her cunt, sinking it all the way inside.
She was slumped over his shoulders like a hunter carrying away a prize deer.

When she finally came to, she found she was in almost total darkness, the trees blocking almost all the full moon. Still gagged, she had no way to call for help......View attachment 578View attachment 578
 
The vibrator buried in Wendy's cunt woke her up.....she stirred, suprised that the gag had been removed. It had a lock. Did her Mistress supply him with the key?
She struggled feebly, the drug still leaving her weak....she pulled against the ropes, moaning as she felt a finger penetrating her puckered asshole then pushing the vibe so deep inside her that it sucked itself in, her vaginal muscles closing in around the base....the vibrations were making her moist....she tried to expel the invader but it was too far inside and she was still too weak to push harder.

Wendy was bound to a tree, the bark irritating the skin on her back. She tried to struggle but her wrists were bound behind her.
"wh......where am I?," she asked....."who are you....wh.....IMPREGNATE ME?????......NOOOO!!!"

With that she panicked, struggling more now then ever.....no man had ever managed to get his cock inside her, although many had tried.....and the idea of becoming pregnant only added to her fear.

Suddenly she was untied and pushed to the ground. The drug still having lingering effects, making her slow to respond. She landed on her back, clawing the ground, trying to get away.
She stared with wide open eyes as she saw him strip, his cock springing to life from the confines of his boxers.

"No," she pleaded....."Not that......please no....."
 
Wendy's legs were bound apart and behind, leaving her pussy wide open.....she stared wide eyed as the man came forward andslowly pulled the buzzing vibe out of her cunt. It was slick and wet from her first forced orgasm.....she was humiliated that a man.....a MAN...caused it to happen. True, it was the vibrator that made her cum, it didn't matter who pushed it in her, but it WAS a man behind it.

If that wasn't humiliating enough, things immediately became worse. She stared at the man's throbbing massive cock, springing to erect attention. He pressed his body against hers.....she closed her eyes, wincing, preparing for the onslaught that would soon happen.
It was a burning pain....even lubricated with her own nectar, it hurt as he buried his cock inside her, claiming her as his own. She screamed as he raped her......
 
Wendy still refused to believe that her Mistress had not only abandoned her, throwing her away like a piece of used furniture, but left her at the hands of a.......MAN!

Even lubed by her own forced fluids, it hurt like fire as the man slammed his entire girth into her....it felt like he was claiming her womb, inch by inch. She screamed and squealed, struggling, twisting her torso, as if she could dislodge the invader deep inside her.
The idea of becoming pregnant only served to put her even deeper into panic mode. To have a man inside her was humiliating enough. If and when she ever got free she knew she could never undo what was happening....no way to change the fact that at one time, a male's cock was inside her.
Her struggling, if anything else, seemed to only arouse her rapist even more.....her tits jiggled as she fought, her legs trembling as she pulled against the ropes.
 
Wendy continued to struggle, trying to bear down on his cock, not trying to milk him but to try and make it harder for him to penetrate her. It was of course useless and she soon felt him tense up....a minute later, what she feared most did happen....she felt wads of seed being squirted deep into her womb, filling her.
She whimpered, knowing what would happen....her last period was a couple weeks ago, making this was when she would be most fertile.
WAS THIS WHAT HE WAS PLANNING????

He picked her up, slinging her over his shoulders like a sack of rice....weak from struggling, she feebly pulled at the ropes holding her wrists tightly bound.
She shivered, goosebumps all over her body as she was carried away naked.

The table in the cabin was cold as she was placed on her back and bound spreadeagled....she was still too weak to put up a sizeable fight as she saw the plug and vibe....she moaned as he slipped both devices inside her then trapped them in place with a chastity belt harness.
Wendy tried her best to push out the vibe, not because she didn't want additional stimunation but because she felt he only put it in her as a plug, to trap his semen inside of her, percolating the fluid.
 
Wendy, when she did finally sleep, was subjected to horrible dreams......she envisioned her belly horribly swollen, gagged and bound in a hogtie while her rapist used her like a sex toy, taking turns mouth fucking her then raping her over and over, making sure that she stayed full of his semen. He kept her for nothing more than a baby making factory, desiring to keep her tits bulging with milk.....

She woke up to feeling the chastity belt being unlocked and removed, then feeling the vibe and dildo slowly being pulled out of her holes.
He came to her with water, shaving cream and a razor. Left up to her own, she might have shaved off her pubic hair but the idea of having it done against her will only made her begin struggling again. With her body still bound spreadeagled, she was helpless.
When he went to her head, she shrieked, screaming....she spent years maintaining her hair!
"No......no, please," she begged....."not that......"

If shaving her head wasn't humiliating enough, what happened next was worse.

Her rapist once again fulfilled his role. As she looked down helpless and vulnerable, he knelt between her outstretched thighs and buried his cock all the way up to his balls......in and out he plunged.....

Wendy whimpered and cried as the raping continued. She knew she was still in her most fertile period and after she saw the pregnancy detector, there was no doubts in her mind.....for some reason, he was deliberately trying to impregnate her.
WHY?.....when most men did their best to avoid making girls pregnant, why was this man trying to do the opposite?
 
Wendy squealed and whimpered as he plunged his entire length into her, his balls slapping against her as he raped her.
His cock felt like it had a mind of it's own, burrowing deeper inside of her with every thrust. For God's sake, it felt aqs if he was trying to burst into her cervix!
It was like a heat seeking missle and her abused pussy was the target.

It felt like an eternity before she felt him tense up and with a loud groan, she felt streams of semen gushing into her....it felt as if he was trying to see how much cum he could fill her with.

When he pulled out, cum was dripping from Wendy's cunt. The girl began crying, ashamed and humiliated. Then her worst fears were confirmed.....he said something about heirs. Her suspicions were right....he WAS trying to make her pregnant!!!!

"you bastard," she murmered just out of hearing range.....
The collar was tight....she reached up to try and rip it off until he told her what would happen if she disobeyed. She brought her hands back down. 'Daddy's toy'.....how humiliating....

Wendy made no effort to escape while she was free to put the maid's outfit on....she noticed the short ruffled bottom was high enough to expose the bottom half of her ass cheeks and the outfit didn't include panties. Obviously he wanted her accessible when he had the urge....

Wendy was used to preparing her now ex Mistress's meals, so going to the kitchen wasn't a suprise. The pantries were well stocked as well as a walk in cupboard. Within minutes, she was making lasagna. She could've found something quicker to do but she wanted to keep her mind off of what she had endured.

He came into the kitchen and she knew why there was no panties....she went to a chair, opened her legs wide, closing her eyes while she felt the pregnancy test device>
 
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