I didnt write this story... All due credit goes to the author...
Note: I edited this story to make it acceptable to the board...
Raped in the Woods
By: Night Owl
The horrible nightmare began one Saturday when Julie decided to go jogging through a remote section of forest just outside of town. Normally, she performed this early morning ritual through her neighbourhood, but it was the height of the Summer, and she had the urge to get away from the traffic and smog. It was that fateful decision that led to the most horrifying day of her life, a day she would always remember.
She wore her usual attire that morning - a gray tank top, cropped just above her midriff, a sports bra, windbreaker jacket, and a pair of tiny white jogging shorts that showed off her long, beautiful legs quite nicely. Her blonde hair was tied neatly into a pony tail. Like most women, Julie was never satisfied with her figure and she committed herself to a strict routine of morning jogs and weekly aerobics. The fact was, she looked really good. At 5' 6", she had a very slender, 'barbie doll' figure, with long golden hair that fell loosely over her shoulders and down her lower back. Her breasts were not very large, but they had the round youthful appearance of a seventeen year old. But it was her legs that were the most striking. They were well-toned and athletic, yet still very femine-looking. Julie was never shy about showing them off. Quite often, she would go to work wearing a dress suit with the hem of her skirt cut no less than six inches above her knees. A slit up the side revealed just a hint of upper thigh whenever she sat down and crossed her knees. She wore no hosiery of any kind, she didn't have to with her beautiful almond complexion. A pair of black high heals capped off the sexy, but professional look that drew long stares from men as she walked by.
Julie parked her jeep at a trailhead just off the main road. The only other vehicle nearby was a black Chevy Blazer. She did her usual stretching then began jogging slowly down the hiking path. About a half a mile into her run, Julie saw a man walking toward her on the trail, no doubt the owner of the Blazer she saw earlier. He looked clean cut, about 6' 10", good build, with nicely chiselled features, dark hair and eyes. When the man saw her he smiled and said, "Good morning." Julie smiled back as she approached him, not noticing the two other men crouching in the brush nearby.
Suddenly he jumped in front of her and before Julie could react, one of the other men grabbed her ponytail and jerked her head backwards. He literally pulled her to the ground by her hair. Julie was so startled, she didn't think to scream or even try to get away. When she tried to get up, one of the men took hold of both her elbows from behind and forced her to sit back down on the cold ground. The man holding her was very rough-looking. He had a bald head and tattoos on both arms. Her windbreaker slid down her shoulders as he squeezed her elbows together.
"What the HELL are you doing?" Julie hoped the tone of her voice would scare them off.
The dark haired man glanced around and said, "Looks like, whatever the HELL we want to." His eyes dropped down to her legs.
"Yeah, it's just you and us," the man with the tattoos added.
Her third abductor was well over 6 feet tall and, unlike the other two, he said very little, but watched her intently like a predator sizing up its prey. For some reason this one scared her the most.
Julie knew now that her worst fear was about to become a reality. Her heart was beating like a drum against her chest. Desperately she began to fight with them, but her efforts were only rewarded with a sharp kick to the pit of her stomach.
"We gotta get her off the trail!"
They pulled Julie up and forced her through the heavy brush. She tried to scream, but the big man immediately placed his hand over her mouth to silence her. They brought her to a small clearing where the tattooed man punched her in the right temple with his fist and sent her reeling to the ground. The hit was so hard it almost knocked her out.
"Careful man, I don't want her face messed up."
"The hell with her face, I wanna see this bitches tits," and he yanked Julie's arms over her head so hard it felt like they were going to be pulled out of their sockets. One of them took off her jogging shoes and held her ankles while the other two pulled off her tank top. Julie's head was swimming. So much was happening at once, her mind couldn't keep up with it. The dark haired one knelt over her, and without saying a word, held a large knife over her chest, then slipped the blade under her sports bra and began cutting until it snipped apart. The sudden rush of cool air on Julie's naked breasts made her nipples hard.
"Her tits ain't very big are they?"
"I bet she's a good FUCK though."
"Yeah, lets have a look at the rest of her."
Julie felt the dry, dead leaves crunch beneath her body as they turned her over face down. Her arms were still pinned above her head, and one pull of her ankles stretched her body taut. Someone placed his knee into the small of her back, and she cried out in pain when he leaned into her. Julie lay there helplessly as they jerked and pulled at her jogging shorts, then her panties, until she was stripped completely naked. They turned her back over and all three of them stopped and stared when they saw her shaved pussy for the first time.
Julie had begun removing her pubic hair just recently, even the area around her asshole. The sight of her smooth cleft always turned her boyfriend on and she found that it actually increased her sensitivity during their lovemaking. Now it only added to her humiliation, and to the excitement of her captors.
"Wow, I've never seen a woman with a shaved pussy before! Did you do this for us, sweetheart?"
"Of course she did, man, this bitch REALLY wants it!"
"Let's tie her up."
They dragged her by the arms along the rough ground to some nearby trees. Julie knew there was little chance of anyone helping her out here, but she had to try, so she screamed again, this time at the top of her lungs.
"Shut the fuck up, Bitch!" The tattooed man kicked her in the side of the stomach so hard it knocked the breath out of her.
"This'll keep her quiet," and the dark haired one stuffed a rag into her mouth.
They tied a rope around each wrist and fastened them to a tree so that her arms were stretched outward above her head. By now, Julie was overcome with shock. She only made a weak attempt to fight them off this time, and that resulted in another sharp kick to her side. They tied more rope to each of her ankles and pulled her legs up in the air. She closed her eyes shut and tried to hold back the tears as they secured each ankle to a tree branch above. Now, with her legs raised and spread apart, her crotch was fully exposed, giving the three men complete access to her naked pussy.
They stepped back a from her, apparently to admire their handiwork. Julie couldn't see them, but she could feel their unblinking eyes tracing every curve of her body, filling their evil minds with memories that would bring them both stiffness and relief in years to come. They mumbled to each other, as though trying to decide what to do next. Several long moments passed before they appeared within her view. Then Julie's heart jumped when she heard their zippers go down. She was going to be raped, and there was nothing she could do to prevent it.
The tattooed man approached her first. His big, sweaty cock was already hard. He slipped in between her open thighs and positioned it against her shaved cleft. Julie tried to pull away, but he just laughed. Then, with one quick thrust, he forced the whole length of his shaft into her helpless pussy. Julie screamed into her gag. She had never been fucked dry before and the pain was excruciating. He pulled back, then drove it in again, and again, as he relished the feel of her tight cunt. It seemed to go on forever, his beating hips continued to slam her, each time with more force. Julie had no choice but to lift her buttocks up and accommodate him, in the hope of easing the pain of his savage thrusting. Then finally, his lean body tensed and he gave her one last push. Julie could feel his hot cum filling her sore vagina like burning lava.
He withdrew his softening cock out of her and smiled, "Did that hurt? I don't see why, it sure felt good to me."
It was the dark haired man's turn next. Before Julie could relax, he placed his eager cock against her pussy and began rubbing it up and down her tender, pink folds.
"You like this don'cha, baby!"
Julie groaned helplessly as he plunged into her at full force. He ran his hands over her breasts and played with her nipples, then reached between her legs and pinched her clit. Several minutes passed, then he too, shot a load of hot cum into her body.
"I guess you're a whore now." He smirked while zipping up his pants.
"Two down, one to go!" The tattooed man cheered on.
Julie barely noticed the big man as he approached her. The pain and shock of the ordeal had drained her strength and weakened her spirit. The only chance she had now was to lay there quietly and hope they would be done with her soon.
Then Julie looked at the big man standing just behind her outstretched legs and her eyes widened in horror when she saw his monstrous 12 inch cock. "There's no way that thing will fit inside me!" She thought. The other two men untied her ankles.
"Relax babe," one of them said, "it shouldn't feel so bad now that we loosened you up a little."
The two men pulled her long, slender legs apart until they were almost perpendicular with her body. Julie could feel the pain shoot down the backs of her limbs as her body tried to adjust to this new position. Then they leaned forward on her legs so that her ass was lifted off the ground. Her gaping pussy now stood out in plain view between her outstretched thighs. Never before, had Julie felt so vulnerable.
The big man pressed the head of his massive cock between her swollen folds. Julie struggled desperately but the other two men had a firm grip on her legs. Then with some difficulty, he forced his cock in little by little into her pussy. Julie screamed and jerked helplessly. It felt like her insides were going to split apart. Her cries only seemed to encourage him more as he worked the entire length of his 12" shaft deep into her vaginal tract. Julie had never felt anything so big inside her before. She wanted to beg for him to stop, but the gag frustrated any attempts to speak. He began to pump her slowly, in and out, until he got a rhythm going. Julie tried to relax but the quivering walls of her vagina kept pulling and clutching at the intruder. He grabbed her hips with his powerful hands and pulled them close to his so he could fuck her harder.
The big man's endurance was incredible. He was hammering her body violently now and Julie could actually feel the head of his cock pressing against her cervix. He never took his eyes off her the whole time, as though he seemed to enjoy watching her suffer more than performing the act itself.
Suddenly the big man closed his eyes and squeezed her hips tighter, and she felt the muscles and veins in his massive organ working inside her, pumping what seemed like an endless supply of hot semen into her body.
"She's fulla hot cum now!" The tattooed man said.
Julie lay there motionless, her breath coming in ragged gasps, as they re-tied her ankles to the tree. She hoped it was over now... she didn't care if they left her bound like she was, as long as they left. But they didn't. Instead they settled down in the leaves and smoked a cigarette. Julie couldn't believe what was happening, they just sat there, laughing and joking. She couldn't tell what they were saying, but there was no doubt the conversation was about her. Then one of them mentioned "takin' a leak" and all three got up and went into the woods. This was her chance.
Julie knew they hadn't gone far, so she had little time to lose. Her arms were still stretched over her head and tied to each tree. The knots were behind her wrists, so there was no chance of reaching them with her fingers. The frustration was maddening. She tried her best to work her wrists out of the ropes but the knots were too tight. Then she heard the crunching of leaves coming from the woods - they were returning.
Julie closed her eyes and lay still, hoping not to draw any attention back to her. She couldn't help but tense up when they approached and stood over her. They loosened the knots around her ankles and pulled on them so that her ass was lifted well-off the ground. Then the man with the tattoos slipped underneath her while the other two lowered her down on top of him and tightened the knots. She could feel his hard, naked body underneath her now, her buttocks pressed firmly against his sweaty thighs. He took hold of her buttcheeks with his hands and spread them apart. Julie tried to mentally prepare herself for, yet another attack on her pussy by this brute, when suddenly, she felt the growing pressure of his cockhead against her open asshole.
"No.. please not there!" Her mind screamed out. Julie tried to fight off the invasion by twisting and turning her body, but it was no use. She felt a sharp pain in her ass as he slipped the head of his cock into her puckered hole. Julie never experience sex like this before. The sensation was very new to her, and even more unpleasant than what she'd been forced to endure so far.
"Aw man! This bitch is tight!"
Julie screamed into her gag. The pain in her asshole was so intense she almost fainted. Her body tried to push his cock out, but he kept forcing it in. He reached up and grabbed her breasts for a better hold. Julie wanted to bring her arms down but the ropes held them in place. Finally, her body gave in, and he shoved the entire length of his shaft into her anal canal.
Then the big man made his move, and before Julie knew it, he was pushing her legs apart and forcing his huge cock in and out of her cum-soaked pussy. The tattooed man began to move his cock slowly opposite him. Julie felt both cocks working inside her now, rubbing against each other through the thin layer between her two canals. She tried to wiggle away, but it only made the pain worse. The big man grabbed her hips and the other tightened his hold on her aching breasts as they continued their assault on her body from both ends.
Just when Julie thought she had experienced the worst, the dark haired man lay down beside her and pulled off her gag.
"Ya ever been fucked three ways, baby?"
Before Julie could say anything, he pushed his cock against her mouth. She tried to turn her head away, but he grabbed the sides of her face with both hands.
"You're gonna give me a blowjob, Bitch," he said, "and you're gonna do like you want it or I'll cut your throat."
By now Julie was so traumatised, she barely heard what he said. But she felt herself open her mouth and let his rubbery cockhead pass between her lips.
"Now suck on it, baby, suck it good, like your life depends on it."
Julie sucked his cock as he thrust it in and out of her mouth with ease.
"Use your tongue, baby... "
She obeyed and ran her tongue along his long, bumpy shaft. Then he pushed the entire length into her mouth. Julie almost choked when she felt the tip of it touching the back of her throat. Looking up, she saw him grinning down at her with smug satisfaction.
Julie's helpless body was now being violated in every way possible. She didn't know how much time had passed before the tattooed man's cock began to pump and throb inside her asshole. He gripped her breasts so tight, it felt like he was going to tear them off.
"Aw man... here it comes, baby!" She felt his warm load fill her ass.
This seemed to excite the dark haired man even more, and he began to pump her mouth faster and harder. Julie felt faint from shock and lack of oxygen. Then he spilled his cum deep into her throat and she had no choice but to swallow all of it. She was coughing and gasping when he pulled his softening cock out of her mouth.
The big man was still hard and work on her pussy. His huge cock hammered upwards, almost jerking her up off the ground with the force of a pile-driver. Sweat from his forehead began to drip down onto her flat belly. The tattooed man freed himself of her asshole, but still maintained his hold on her.
"Do'er in the ass, man!"
The big man pulled his throbbing cock out of her pussy and pushed it into her asshole. Julie screamed again, the pressure down there was unbearable. His hips pounded into her asscheeks unmercifully until she felt his warm semen gush into the deepest recesses of her anal canal. Then Julie fainted.
When she finally woke up, it was raining. Her bonds had been cut and she was lying face down with her arms and legs spread-eagled on the wet earth. Every muscle in her body ached terribly and her insides felt loose from the constant penetration she had to endure earlier. Julie lay still and looked around to make sure her captors were gone, then she slowly gathered her clothes and got dressed.
Eventually, the wounds healed, the men were caught and prosecuted, and the rape counselling helped ease the trauma, but, even today, Julie still cannot bring herself to go into the woods alone.