5 comments/ 255835 views/ 5 favorites Lindie's Victory By: lckscknfck7 "Are you sure you don't want me to take you to a hospital or somethin'?" the taxi driver asked. "No. I'll let you know when to stop." Lindie replied. The cab driver looked at her in the rearview mirror. "Are you sure?" the taxi driver started. "It's not my blood!" Lindie said sternly. The taxi driver remained quiet for the next hour, trying his best not to look at her. He finally broke the silence as he wondered if she'd even be able to pay the fare. "Look, we're about as far as I can take you. I need to get some gas and something to eat, and then I'm heading back. You can call another taxi from the next rest stop." "Just a little farther. Drive to the next exit and I'll throw in an extra hundred." Lindie was persuasive. The taxi didn't make it to the next exit, though. The engine sputtered and died, and the driver carefully coasted onto the shoulder of the highway. He kept a one-gallon plastic jug full of gas in case of situations like this, but he wasn't sure how good the gas would be after sitting in his trunk for several months. When he closed the trunk, Lindie was gone. Before he could curse her, though, he looked at the back seat and found $400 in large bills. The taxi driver looked down the road to the north, and then again to the south. Not a car in sight, and no markings of any sort. "Girlie, why in the world would you want to get out here?" He thought out loud. Lindie found a secluded area of forest and a shallow creek. The water was clear, but cold. She had a few sets of clean clothes in her backpack, but no towel. She would just have to air dry, if that was even possible. It rained for most of the day. The temperature had dropped almost 20 degrees in the last few hours, and Lindie had second thoughts about making the effort to clean up. She shivered as she undressed and stepped knee-deep into the creek. Her husband's blood washed off easily, but she continued to rub and scrub until her skin was raw. Her reflection in the water reminded her of what her husband would see every time he looked at her. It was a stark contrast to the way she pictured herself. If he didn't know before, he must certainly know now. "I'm sorry Allen. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you." Lindie said softly. She allowed herself to cry as she made a half-hearted attempt to wash the blood from the clothes she had been wearing. When she felt completely free of blood, dirt, and sweat from hours of hiking, Lindie did her best to dry off before getting dressed. As she walked around the forest – naked except for her flip-flops – she wondered if Eve felt the same freedom thousands or millions of years ago. The light drizzle that had persisted all afternoon was becoming heavy rain, and Lindie quickly dressed and packed all of her clothing. The wet clothes were heavy in her backpack, and for the first time in her life, her shoulders began to ache. Lindie had been walking for the better part of the day when she finally exited the forest. She turned north along the highway and walked for several miles before she came upon an old service station. Looking at the advertised gas prices, she assumed the place had been closed for some time. She walked around the building, but all of the doors were locked. About the only thing that was of any use was the pump station overhang, which kept the rain from falling on Lindie directly. She was cold, she was extremely tired, and she was hungry. She wondered why she didn't think to blow the taxi driver. He was probably capable of at least two orgasms for her to swallow. For some reason, the thought of blowing someone besides her husband made her feel overwhelmingly guilty. The guilt had made her feel weak all over. Her hands dropped to her stomach as she began to cramp. She had never felt anything like it. The rain seemed to be at it's heaviest when a tow truck appeared from the south. The sky was a dark grey and the clouds seemed to follow the truck as it approached the service station. Lindie worried that the driver wouldn't see her and drive right on by. She unbuttoned her shirt enough to show some cleavage, and took off her jacket allowing her shirt to get soaked. Having left off her bra after her bath in the creek, she was worthy of at least a glance, if not several stares. She stood just outside the protection of the overhang so she could be a little closer to the road. She knew she was solid as rock while she was not her usual self, but she couldn't help but feel vulnerable while she was just cute, little, twenty-one year old Lindie. She didn't need to get hit by a truck today. As the tow truck pulled off the road and alongside Lindie, she read Randall's Towing on the door. "Did you break down somewhere around here?" The driver asked. "No. More like broke up. Can I get a lift to the nearest town?" Lindie asked as she leaned over, giving the driver a full view of her nipples through her wet shirt. "Sure. Hop on in!" The driver answered excitedly. "Helpin' people's what I do around here." "Are you Randy?" Lindie asked. "Have you heard of me? How'd you know my name?" Randy asked. His right eye twitched slightly. Lindie could tell he was nervous. His face looked young, but his hair was starting to grey. "Just a lucky guess." Lindie answered. He was simple, and so far, he was nice. "Actually, I just figured you might go by Randy instead of Randall. This is your truck, right?" "Yes, ma'am. Paid in full. They changed too many options on the later models, but this one has everything I need." Randy said as if Lindie was really interested. The heat felt good on Lindie's legs. Her clothes were soaked and the rest of her shivered. "I really need to get out of these wet clothes." Lindie whined. "Do you mind if I change real quick?" "What? Here? The town is just about ten minutes up the road." Randy almost looked panic-stricken. "But then I'll have to find a place to change - like a public restroom. You know how dirty those places are, don't you?" Lindie said, convincingly. "You seem like a nice guy. I can trust you not to watch, right?" "Yes, ma'am. If you have to change, you have to change. Some people change when you least expect it." Randy said with a boyish grin. He looked all of twenty-five years old, with a big smile to match his big frame. He was at least six feet tall and three hundred pounds of corn-fed muscle. Lindie reached into her backpack and pulled out a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt. She knew she would have to put on her last pair of jeans later, but for now, the shorts were in order. She pulled off her hiking boots, and then pealed off her socks. She put her feet on the dashboard, stretching her legs toward Randy. "Oh, it feels so good to stretch my legs. They've gotten quite the workout the last few days." Lindie said as she leaned against the door. Randy looked at her shyly, and then turned back to the road. "They're very nice legs." "Thank you, Randy. It's nice of you to notice." Lindie caressed her calves before removing her feet from the dash. She unbuttoned her wet hiking shorts and struggled to pull them off. They were stuck to her like glue. When she finally slid her legs and feet out of the shorts, she paused for a moment. She could tell Randy was struggling to keep his eyes on the road. She set her dry shorts to the side for a moment, and slowly unbuttoned her soaked shirt. Randy was perspiring and reached for the heater control. "Please don't turn the heat off." Lindie purred. "It feels so good in here." She caressed her bare breasts and slowly pulled her arms out of the shirt. "Do you want to look at me?" Lindie asked as she reached her hand behind his head. Randy nodded. "Pull over. I don't want to distract you from driving any more than I already have." Lindie said as she backed up against the door and spread her legs. Randy pulled off the road as carefully as he could without looking at her. She was obviously naked, in his truck, and very 'open.' His girlfriend had broken up with him over a year ago, and he wondered if a pretty girl would ever give him the time of day again. "Now what, missy?" Randy asked as he kept his eyes forward. "Can we just sit here a bit while my clothes dry?" Lindie asked. "Sure, ma'am." Randy said. "You can call me Lindie, okay?" Lindie said as she slid closer to him. "O-Okay," Randy stuttered. "Lindie." It sounded nice when he said it. "Would you like me to turn on the radio?" Randy asked. "Sure. Would you like to touch me?" Lindie asked as she placed his large right hand on her left knee. It was soft. It felt nice. Lindie pulled his hand up to her inner thigh, and it felt even nicer. "Town's just up the road," Randy said nervously. "I'm so glad you picked me up, Randy. I'd really like to thank you for not leaving me out in the cold rain." Lindie said as she put her left hand on Randy's right knee. He jumped slightly. "That's okay. I was headed this way, anyway." Randy said shyly. Lindie felt her pussy become warm and wet. "Look at me, Randy. It's okay." Lindie pulled his hand all the way to her pussy as he looked into her eyes. "My hands aren't clean." "They're clean enough." Lindie smiled as she reached for Randy's pulsing cock. She carefully unzipped his coveralls as he raised the steering wheel. Randy's cock smelled like it hadn't been washed in days, but it was rigid and ready. His cock had fucked only one girl, and she had been his high school sweetheart. Lindie swirled her tongue around the tip before taking his shaft all the way down her throat. Randy was quick to come, much to Lindie's delight. He filled her mouth as if he hadn't ejaculated in months. Lindie gulped and almost choked, but she swallowed every drop before sitting up. "Did you like that, Randy?" "Oh yes ma'am… Lindie!" Randy said nervously. Lindie smiled as if she was just given the ultimate compliment and leaned back down over his crotch. "Do you mind if I do that again?" Lindie asked between licks of his shaft. "Lindie? Are you sure you don't want me to do anything for you?" "Oh, you're doing a lot for me, Randy. This is just what I needed!" Lindie said before deep-throating his growing, thick shaft again. Randy looked down at Lindie's beautiful body as her head bobbed up and down on his dick. He reached down and as he caressed her back, he wondered if he had ever felt anything so soft. He let his large hand drift down further to her ass and gently squeezed her cheeks and thighs. Lindie reached back with a free hand and guided one of his thick fingers into her asshole. Randy was a little shocked at first. He never fingered a girl's ass, and was a little bit disgusted by it. That feeling changed when Lindie moaned, and then he pushed his finger in deeper. Randy came again, filling Lindie's mouth with come, though not as much as the first time. She once again gulped, suppressed a choke, and then ran her tongue over her teeth to show him she swallowed it all. As she sat up, she pushed her ass back onto his hand and rocked back and forth. Her full breasts jiggled as her backward thrusts on his hand became more abrupt. "I have to go, soon." Lindie said unexpectedly. "Do you want to have sex with me before I get out?" "Regular sex, right?" Randy was almost afraid to ask. The thought of putting his dick in a girl's ass never crossed his mind. "My butt, my pussy, both… whatever you want. You deserve it. But you have to be quick." Lindie said as she sat up and off of his hand. She put her left foot behind his head and her right foot on his wet dick. Her feet were soft and felt cool against his warm skin. "Shouldn't I use a condom?" Randy asked, mostly out of concern for his own protection. "Do you have one?" Lindie asked, surprised. "No." Randy answered, embarrassed. "Well, I think we'll be okay. But if you don't want me…" Lindie said as she started to pull her legs back. Randy grabbed her legs and pulled himself on top of Lindie. He kissed her deeply and groped at her breasts with huge, unskilled hands. He pulled his arms out of his coveralls and pulled his uniform down below his thighs. His cock was inside her within seconds. She brought her legs up around his waist, and then onto his shoulders. He kissed Lindie all over her face, and then kissed and licked her feet and ankles. As Lindie expected, he didn't last long. Something strange had happened as he completed his last few thrusts inside her. She felt a very slight pain, followed by a feeling that something was being torn inside her. She looked down and gasped as Randy withdrew his cock from her pussy. It was covered in blood. She hoped it was her blood and not his. Randy was practically in shock. "Are you a virgin or something?" Randy asked, realizing that if she was before, she wasn't now. "No, I mean yes… I mean… not exactly." Lindie answered, flustered. It was more blood than what her girlfriends described when they talked about losing their virginity. It had to be something else. "Um, I don't mean to gross you out, but I think…" Lindie started. "You're having your period?" Randy asked in disgust. "Why didn't you tell me?" "I didn't know!" Lindie exclaimed. "All over my truck! I've got to work in this thing. Now, there's blood everywhere!" Randy was beside himself. He made it out to be worse than it really was, but Lindie wasn't going to argue. "I'll help you clean it up." Lindie smiled, trying to calm him. She leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, but he moved away. "That's okay. I think you'd better just get cleaned up." Randy said as he reached behind the bench seat for a roll of paper towels. They cleaned themselves as best as they could, and then Randy pulled back onto the highway while Lindie dressed. Lindie only had a few hundred dollars left, but she hoped it would be enough to get her to her sister. Randy had dropped her off at one of the nicer motels in town, and Lindie quickly showered and changed into warmer, drier clothes. She was only fifty miles from her sister's campground. The postcard said she would be there the following weekend, so Lindie thought she might spend a few days in this quaint little town. The old woman at the front desk was nice enough to lend her an umbrella as Lindie set out for some dinner. The town square was small, and Lindie's dining options were presented rather quickly. Of the diner, a coffee shop, an Italian restaurant, and an ice cream parlor, she opted for the diner. Lindie had brewed plenty of bad coffee while managing the tavern back in Seattle. She was almost comforted by the familiar smell and taste. Those were less-complicated times. The bell on the door brought her out of a trance as she watched a group of rough-looking men taking their seats in the booth across from her. Three black men, two white, and all with bizarre tattoos. They didn't look like they were from this town. They eyed Lindie as much as she eyed them, and drew the same conclusion about her. "You just passing through, too, slim?" One of the rough men asked Lindie. "Yeah, just passing through." Lindie said before taking another sip of coffee. At five feet, seven inches tall, and 135 pounds, the soon-to-be twenty-one year-old hardly felt slim. Her calves and hips were muscular, and her breasts were full, yet firm. 'Slim?' she thought to herself. She felt an unusual tenderness in her breasts and brought her arms in front of her, elbows close together on the table, and held the coffee mug to her lips. "You need a ride? You look like you need a ride." The other men chuckled at the statement. "No thanks. I'm not sure when I'm leaving." Lindie said nervously. She clenched her coffee mug, hoping she had the strength to break it – and possibly their skulls – but the mug survived. "Maybe you're looking for a date?" One of the black men in the group asked. "No. I'm not interested. Sorry." Lindie was getting increasingly uncomfortable. By now, her skin should have paled and her teeth and nails should have turned razor-sharp. Instead, she felt cold and vulnerable. "What? You got a problem with dark meat?" One of the black men asked. "No, I've been with a lot of…" Lindie stopped. That was a poor choice of words. "She's been with a lot of dark meat! All at once? Lucky us! She's used to pulling trains!" Another black man hollered. "I didn't say that. You're putting words in my mouth." Lindie stopped again, realizing she wasn't helping the situation. "Would you rather we put something else in your pretty little mouth?" One of the white men asked, mockingly. Since puberty, Lindie had developed an ability to read people's minds. That ability, at it's strongest, was almost maddening as it was difficult to not listen to everything that everyone around her was thinking. Her sense of smell allowed her to know the sexual history of everyone around her, down to the minutest detail as if written on his or her bodies for her to read at her leisure. In this diner, though, she knew and felt nothing but fear. Her fear. The little old man behind the counter looked worried for Lindie, and she knew there would be nothing he could do if they tried anything with her. She thought it best to take her chances outside. Without looking at them, Lindie stood up and left a few dollars on the counter, then walked out of the diner. Her stomach cramps stopped hours ago, but now she was afraid she was getting an upset stomach from being nervous. The rough-looking men waited less than a minute, and then followed. Lindie looked over her shoulder to see the three black men walking quickly behind her, closing the gap between them. She realized she had forgotten the old woman's umbrella at the diner as it started to rain again. The men behind her were laughing at her, calling out obscenities, making Lindie even more frightened. She thought there had been five of them, but when she turned around, she could only see three. Suddenly, a panel van screeched to a stop next to her. The side door slid open and she was pushed inside. She bumped her head on something, and then someone held a cloth to her face. Everything went dark. * * * Lindie pretended to still be unconscious as she heard one of the rough men position himself between her legs. Whatever drug they had used on her, she may as well have still been unconscious. She was unable to open her eyes or move any other part of her body. But she could breathe, she could smell, and she could hear the squirmy noises her body made as someone filled her orifices. "Hey J.J., what do you want me to do with her clothes? They smell like shit." One of the men called out. The man between her legs paused for a moment and called back. "Toss them in the furnace with the rest of her stuff. We've got new outfits for her. She won't be needing those anymore." J.J. went back to fucking Lindie's limp body, talking to himself. "I told Tyrone not to use so much. They always shit and piss all over themselves when you use too much." She could feel his come leave his body and enter hers. Her pussy twitched and she hoped he hadn't noticed. "Hey J.J., let me drop my dick in her ass, now." One of the black men called from another room. "In a minute!" J.J. replied. "You better not be tapping her ass, J.J. I got first dibs on that today 'cause I cleaned the bitch up. That ain't fun you know." The black man continued. "I haven't fucked her ass, today, Tyrone. If you didn't have such a big dick, you wouldn't have to go last all the time!" J.J. called back as he withdrew his limp cock from Lindie's pussy. She felt a cool breeze on her skin as she heard the door open and close. She wondered how long she had been out. She also wondered how many times she'd been fucked since she had been pushed into the van. She tried desperately to open her eyes, but the room was dark and she couldn't tell if her eyes were open or not. Seconds later, she was asleep again. Lindie's Victory Lindie wasn't sure if it had been seconds or hours since her last visitor filled her pussy. She heard the door open and close again. This time, it was Tyrone, as she recognized his voice from earlier. "Girl, you sure are fine." Tyrone said, admiringly. "Most girls would be wore out by now, but your shit is tight as hell, even with all that jizz in you." He pushed Lindie's legs back and placed the tip of his cock at her asshole. Air and come bubbled out of Lindie's ass. "What the?!?" Tyrone cried out. "Who the fuck filled your ass already? Shit." If Lindie could have laughed, she probably would have. "Oh hell, you're ass is still tight, girl." Tyrone said as he pushed the head of his long cock into her asshole. "That's better. Even with a load or two in your ass, you feel damn good, girl." Lindie heard Tyrone quickly approaching climax. She could barely feel his thrusts at first, but soon felt his full length unload inside her rectum. She tightened her asshole around his long black shaft. "Oh hell yes! That's worth cleaning your shit up every time, girl!" Tyrone was replaced by another, and another. Each time, Lindie was becoming more and more aroused, even to the brink of climax on several occasions. Eventually, J.J. was visiting her again, moving between her legs. From the corner of her eye, she was beginning to see again. Even though her vision was still blurred, she was certain the tattoos all over J.J.'s body were moving. Shifting. Almost dancing. His cock was thick and veiny, and she could feel every bulge as he plunged into her pussy. J.J. sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. As his teeth closed on her nipple, his fingers pinched her clit tightly. Her stomach tightened. "I thought you were awake, bitch." J. J. said as he pulled her arms from their restraints. Lindie tried to speak, but her mouth still didn't move quite right. What sounds she did make sounded like moans. "Jimmy, come take this IV out!" J.J. yelled. Lindie felt her body being shifted, then carried. The room became bright, and then dimmed again. She heard the springs of a bed compress as they threw her down, and she suddenly felt an incredible aching in her shoulders. She was still unable to lift her arms or legs, but she could move her head slightly. "Now, we're really gonna have some fun, girl." J.J. whispered in Lindie's ear. She barely noticed the needle sticking her in the ass. * * * Sarah packed the last of the food in the cooler, then rifled through her closet for her camping clothes. During the summer months, she would've been content wearing almost nothing at all, as their part of the campground was very secluded. Shorts, t-shirts, and bikinis were all she ever needed when it was warm, but now that summer was over, she had to look the part of the average camper. Kenny grabbed the food cooler and tossed it in the back of the pickup with all the other camping supplies. They didn't need to bring much as he kept the trailer at the campsite fully stocked with non-perishables. Kenny's parents took their kids for the weekend, promising a fun-filled weekend at the up-state amusement park. That left Sarah, Kenny, and Andi to enjoy each other's company a little more freely at the campground. Sarah and Kenny were in their late 30's, and had a very good marriage, and an equally adventurous sex life. Andi was an ex-girlfriend of one of Kenny's friends that grew close to the couple during a partner-swapping weekend. Kenny lost touch with his friend, but not his friend's ex-girlfriend. Andi, twenty years old and a part-time veterinary student, became very close with Sarah and Kenny. She spent so much time around them; she was practically a member of the family. When her boyfriend moved out of state, she continued to visit Sarah and Kenny, and she was always their first choice for babysitter. Even though she had a car, she'd have Kenny pick her up and take her home for her babysitting jobs. Sarah knew Andi was blowing her husband in the car during both trips, but she didn't mind. She had watched them do much worse, and the sight of her husband's fat cock wedging it's way into Andi's tight, young cunt made Sarah's pussy wet every time. When he stuffed it into Andi's cute little asshole, sometimes it would be enough to send Sarah over the edge. They enjoyed each other's company so much; they found it unnecessary to swap with anyone else. Sarah still secretly longed for Andi's ex-boyfriend, but knew she would never be with him again. He was young, fit, and very handsome, but Kenny's cock was much bigger, and she spent at least an hour each day being reminded of that fact. Kenny parked Andi's car in the garage, then joined Sarah and Andi in the pickup. Andi positioned herself between Kenny and Sarah, kicked off her shoes, and then put her feet up on the dash. "Do you think she'll even be there?" Kenny asked. "You don't even know if she got the postcard." "She'll be there." Sarah replied. "You don't know her like I do." "How could you know her? You haven't even seen her in ten years." Kenny said. "I know her." Sarah said, almost disappointed. "She'll be there no matter what. She wants to know where she came from. I'm the only one left that can tell her." "And what do you think she'll do after she finds out?" Andi asked as she unbuttoned a few of the top buttons of her shirt. "That's what scares me." Sarah said, ignoring Andi's hand groping at Kenny's crotch. * * * "Wake up, Lindie. It's almost show time," a woman's voice said. "Where am I? Who are you?" Lindie asked, confused, but now able to move. "Well, you're not far from a little ol' town called White Cloud. As for me, I'm the make-up department." The woman said before taking a long drag on her cigarette. "How do you know my name?" Lindie asked. "They asked you while they had you under." The woman said. "You told them all kinds of crazy shit. Tyrone used too much on you, that's why you shit all over yourself. It probably made you a little loopy, too." They seemed to do a decent job of cleaning her up as she now smelled of lavender. Lindie looked down at her arms. They looked thinner. Make-up covered the bruises caused by her bindings and the IV. She glanced down at her legs. They had completely shaved her pubic hair, and her toenails and fingernails were painted blood red. Her waist, calves and thighs also looked thinner. She felt as if she had lost twenty pounds, although it had really only been five. "They needed you to lose a little baby fat. The camera always makes you look ten pounds heavier. I think they'll let you eat regular food today. Just don't piss them off." The woman said as she exhaled a large puff of smoke. "And don't eat too much or you'll just puke it all back up." "What do they want with me?" Lindie asked, just barely able to focus on the woman as she smoked her cigarette. "I think it should be fairly obvious. Homemade and amateur video is all the rage. They'll dress you up and call you the girl next door, or the daughter, or sister, and men will pay top dollar for it." The woman coughed, then spit on the floor. "If you play your cards right, J.J. might even let you have your own website." "Won't that take time?" Lindie asked. "No, missy." The woman snorted. "This stuff is instantaneous these days. If you're a hit, they'll probably put you on a bus or train to Hollywood where you can make the big bucks for him." "For him?" Lindie asked. "He 'discovered' you, sweetie. You're his money maker, at least for this week." The smoking woman coughed again. "Anyway, keep your mouth shut unless there's a dick in your face, and you'll live longer. Oh, and don't try to run. All the girls that ran ended up dead sooner than those that didn't. It's a dangerous business you're in, now." She didn't ask to be in this business. Lindie wondered if all the girls ended up dead. The woman left the room, but made no attempt at locking the door behind her. Lindie looked around and suddenly realized she was in a morgue. It hadn't been used for some time, and it looked as if it was only being used for her purpose temporarily. There were no clothes for her to put on. She had no choice but to walk out of the room naked and barefoot. Lindie's legs were extremely weak, and as soon as she slid off the makeshift bed and tried to stand, she felt her legs buckle beneath her. She quickly turned and fell against the table. She immediately had to pee. Lindie looked around and found a bedpan, and quickly held it between her legs. As she finished urinating, Tyrone walked through the door. Lindie set the bedpan on the table and turned to look at the black man that had been regularly bathing – and ass-fucking – her. "Well, well, well. Look at you." Tyrone said as he eyed Lindie from head to toe. "You're the one that's been fucking my ass so much?" Lindie asked. She kept her tone even, doing her best to not display an attitude. "Yeah, you like it too, don't you, girl?" Tyrone asked as he subconsciously grabbed his manhood through his pants. "Only when you do it." Lindie purred. Tyrone was slightly heavy-set, and without his thug clothes, he looked like an average guy. Lindie remembered that his cock was long, but not too thick, and it didn't hurt nearly as bad as other cocks she had had in her ass. She also remembered that Tyrone was the only one that made any attempt to kiss her softly before ravaging her asshole. If anyone were going to help get her out of this predicament, she had a feeling it would be him. Lindie carefully stepped toward Tyrone, trying her best not to fall. "You like me, don't you, Tyrone?" Lindie asked as she looked up into his dark eyes. "I like dat ass, girl. The rest of you ain't bad, either. But you ain't mine. I can't afford your ass." Tyrone said. "How much am I going for?" Lindie asked as she put her left hand behind his neck and her right hand down the front of his pants. "Too much. I shouldn't even be talking to you about this. I'm just supposed to bring you upstairs. They're waiting for you." Tyrone pulled Lindie's hand from his pants. "Did you ever want to fuck my face while I was out of it?" Lindie asked as she licked her red lips. "This might be your only chance." Lindie dropped to her knees, barely able to stand any longer. Tyrone looked around, and then unzipped his fly. Lindie reached up and unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down around his ankles. She tried to engulf his cock in her mouth, but she gagged as soon as she sealed her lips around his shaft. She had no energy to move her head back and forth. Instead, Tyrone held her head firmly, and slowly fucked her throat with his semi-erect member. As he looked down, he couldn't believe how pretty she looked with his black cock in her mouth. For a moment, he wondered if there would be any way he would be able to keep her for himself. If he tried to run away with her, J.J. would eventually find them and kill them both. 'No' he thought to himself. 'No bitch is worth dying over' and he pulled his dick from Lindie's mouth and pulled up his pants. "Get up, bitch." Tyrone said as he struggled to stow his hard-on. "It's show time!" * * * Kenny pulled up to the trailer two hours later and wished he had brought more beer. It was going to be cold the first night, and he was going to spend most of the evening outside, looking for firewood. Beer made everything better for Kenny. Sarah and Andi unloaded the pickup, and then cleaned up the trailer. It had been about a month since the last time they used it, and they wanted to make sure there weren't any unwelcome guests hiding somewhere. When the coast was clear, Sarah turned the heater on and removed her top. Andi followed her example, then leaned forward to give each of Sarah's large breasts a kiss. "I've missed you" Andi said to Sarah's breasts, although she was referring to Sarah. "I'm sure they missed you, too." Sarah smiled as she cupped Andi's small tits. "Do you mind if I go first, tonight? I'm a little tired." Sarah asked. "Sarah, he's your husband. You call the shots. You always will." Andi answered. "Are you trying to get in my pants?" Sarah asked jokingly. "Always." Andi smiled and helped Sarah step out of her jeans. Sarah's pussy was perpetually hairless. Andi wasn't sure how she did it, but it was always soft and smooth. Never any razor stubble or bumps. Andi did her best to keep her pussy trimmed if not waxed, and she was glad that her last tan still showed her tan lines. Andi's tongue was in Sarah's mouth as soon as they fell on the bed. Within minutes, they had positioned themselves into a '69'. Andi was the first to orgasm as Sarah's tongue swirled around her clit. Andi practically had her entire small hand inside Sarah's pussy while she groaned through her orgasm. Sarah carefully pulled Andi's hand from her snatch and replaced it with Andi's face, grinding Andi's nose into her pussy. Sarah turned over and arched her ass into the air. Andi stood behind her, spreading Sarah's ass cheeks and tonguing her asshole deeply. Finally, Andi slid three fingers in Sarah's wet pussy, and her thumb in Sarah's asshole and finger-fucked her furiously. Andi's pinky rubbed Sarah's clit and within seconds, Sarah shook through her first orgasm of the evening. "You know I hate it when you two start without me" Kenny said with a sweat-covered smile as he poked his head in the bedroom. "Let me take a shower and I'll be right there!" * * * The room Lindie was led to had only one door in or out. There were rings cemented into the walls, and benches under the rings. The far wall had one giant mirror that seemed to take up the entire width of the wall. There was only one light hanging from the ceiling. There were a few rings in the floor, and two chairs against the far wall. She was in an interrogation room. The table in the center of the room was converted into a small, stilted bed. Lindie was directed to sit on the bed and wait. She did her best to hop onto the bed, crossing her legs and looking into the mirror. She barely recognized herself. Her tan appeared to have vanished. Her arms and legs, while still attractive, looked much thinner than they had ever been. Her face was done up in make-up which made her look the part of the whore. Her hair had been dyed and cut. She was partially relieved that nobody would have recognized her. Then she realized that, with few exceptions, anyone what could have recognized her was already dead. A speaker broadcasted static above the mirror. She looked at it, and then looked back at her reflection. There was a second of feedback in the speaker, and then a calm voice spoke. "This is J.J. I'm your father, brother, husband, and god from now on. You'll do as I say – for as long as I say – or there'll be hell to pay. Plain and simple. Any questions?" Lindie shook her head from side to side. "Good. Before you think about running away, you should know that I own this town. I own this county, and everything and everyone in it. The sheriff and his deputies will not think twice about throwing you in jail if you so much as fart the wrong way. Do you understand?" Lindie raised her head up and down. "Last thing. While you were drugged up, you said some weird shit, and you spoke some crazy language. I don't know where you're from, but I know you're a loner. Nobody is gonna miss you, girl. Enjoy getting fucked in every way imaginable. It's the only attention you're going to get for awhile. If we don't like your performance, we'll drug you until we do. If we still don't like your performance, well… Let's hope you keep us entertained for your sake." The speaker went silent. The door to the room opened, and several young men walked inside wearing bathrobes. They looked like they could have been the varsity football team of a local college. Lindie could see they were all handsome, and all very large and muscular. By the time the door closed, each of the men stood against three walls of the room, shoulder to shoulder. She counted twenty-five. She could neither read their minds, nor smell their sex to gain insight as to their histories. She reached down to her shaved pussy and was surprised to feel how wet she had become. Lindie looked around, not sure what she was expected to do first. As she looked at the ceiling, she noticed several small red lights that she had not seen before. Cameras. There were also several small red lights emanating from the dark corners of the room. 'I guess we're rolling,' Lindie thought to herself. * * * Kenny filled Sarah's cunt with his first orgasm of the evening, and then moved onto Andi. Sarah was shorter, but heavier than Andi, with curves in all the right places. She maintained a fit body and retained her large breasts even after having two kids. Her strawberry blond hair was long and curly, and her body freckled as much as it tanned. Her feet were small and pretty, and her face was smooth and beautiful. When Sarah smiled, she could light up a room. Andi was tall and lean. She had played soccer in high school, and she had also been on the swim team. Her legs and ass were model quality, and her breasts, though small, were firm and cute. She was the complete opposite of Kenny, who was short, hairy, and a little overweight. His bald head seemed to be the only place on his body not covered with hair. Kenny's cock, however, was unnaturally fat in the shaft, and small at the head. His dick wasn't very long, but it was long enough to keep his wife and their girlfriend coming back for more. Andi licked the taste of Sarah's pussy from Kenny's dick. Kenny stood up and let Andi suck on the head of his cock for a few seconds, and then pulled her up to him so they could kiss. Andi had to look down to kiss him, but Kenny didn't mind. In a swift motion, Kenny picked up Andi and flipped her so her legs were on his shoulders and her pussy was in his face. Andi's face was eagerly sucking his cock as the blood rushed to her head. Kenny walked toward the bed and Andi reached out, walking on her hands. Kenny lowered her waist until it was even with his thick cock, and then pulled her onto it. She let out a yelp as his fat cock spread her pussy; her legs still suspended by Kenny's strong arms. He slowly let her knees rest on the bed and she arched her ass upward, causing her anus to open invitingly. Andi would spend days leading up to these weekend getaways eating special meals so her ass was cleaned out for the first night. This weekend had been no different. She looked over her shoulder and winked at Kenny. "Fill me up, please." Kenny pulled his fat dick from Andi's pussy and twisted it as he pushed the head into her asshole. She lunged forward for a moment, and then eased herself back. It had been almost a year since the first time he deflowered her asshole, but she still wasn't used to the initial pain. As air escaped around her sphincter, she relaxed a little more until half his length was inside her. Kenny relaxed his grip on his cock, allowing it to straighten and spread her anus wider. He pushed another two inches in, and then began a slow rhythm in and out. Andi was turned on by the fact that Sarah and Kenny were both turned on, but the ass play alone rarely made her come. She rubbed her clit in time with Kenny's thrusts, and within minutes, farted around Kenny's cock as she shook through an orgasm. Seconds later, she felt Kenny's warm come spurting inside her bowels, triggering another wave of orgasm. Sarah fingered herself as she watched Andi turn around to take Kenny's cock back in her mouth. 'It's going to be one of those nights,' Sarah thought to herself. * * * One by one, the young men around Lindie came forward to kiss her, touch her, to feel her breasts, neck, calves, and ass. Her pussy became uncontrollably wet with excitement. Lindie's Victory She prepared herself to be gang-banged by all twenty-five of these young men, but was surprised to find that only five were taking turns filling her pussy, mouth, and ass. The rest of the men stepped closer, stroking themselves to the sight of her. The thought of them covering her with their semen aroused her like she had never been before. The first young man kissed her deeply, and she was surprised at how well he kissed. The second and third kissed her neck and arms, while the fourth and fifth each kissed and licked her legs and feet. When the first set of fingers entered her pussy, she willingly spread her legs further. Within seconds, she was groping for a cock to put in her mouth. A tongue licked between her thighs, but was soon replaced with a thick, hard cock. Lindie couldn't believe how good the cock felt inside her and tried to spread her legs farther. She pulled her legs up and two of the men sucked her toes into their mouths. The cock in her mouth was withdrawn and another young man squatted over her face. He carefully guided his handsome dick to her lips and she eagerly stroked him into her mouth. Before he could come, the men rotated positions, each stretching her pussy and bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. She held one of the cocks in her hand and stroked it quickly. She could feel it begin to spasm in her hand. She tilted her head back and pulled the rigid cock to her mouth. The young man stepped forward and sank his cock down her throat. Lindie moaned as another man pinched her nipples and caressed her talented neck. Within minutes, her mouth was filled with come. Lindie gagged, then choked, and finally vomited. 'Something's wrong,' Lindie thought. 'I used to love the taste of come. What's happened to me?' The red lights instantly went out and the door opened. The young men pulled on their robes and quietly walked out. Her legs were dropped and her pussy ached from having been fucked so well but not finished. "What the fuck's the matter with you, you stupid cunt?!" J.J. asked as he slapped her hard enough to send her to the floor. She slipped in her vomit and began to cry. Tyrone appeared moments later with the make-up woman. J.J. looked at Tyrone. "Clean her up. If she pulls that shit again, I'm getting rid of her." Tyrone ran out of the room to grab some paper towels, and ran back in to clean up the floor and bed. The make-up woman lit another cigarette, walked out, and returned with a tackle box full of beauty supplies. Within minutes, Lindie was ready to be fucked again. "I'm sorry, girl, but you brought this on yourself." Tyrone said as he stuck a needle in her arm. "When J.J. gets pissed, he throws you to the wolves." The room began to fill with smoke; at least it did in Lindie's eyes. Tyrone and the make-up woman were gone. She felt alone and cold. She curled up on the bed and closed her eyes, wondering if this nightmare would ever end. * * * The campground was covered in frost the following morning, but the frost quickly disappeared as the sun came up. Kenny woke early and started a campfire. Sarah and Andi set up the grill and pulled some bacon and hash browns from the cooler. Andi wanted to go for a walk in the woods, but Sarah knew she had better stay put. When they had finished breakfast, Kenny and Andi kissed Sarah, then walked off toward one of the many nature trails. Sarah smiled, knowing Kenny would probably fuck Andi at least a dozen times before they got back. Andi was a bit of an exhibitionist and Kenny couldn't say 'no' to her pretty little pussy. At least he wasn't going behind Sarah's back during his mid-life crisis. Sarah cleaned up the cooking utensils, put out the fire, and then settled into the camper with a mug of hot cocoa. She turned on the radio and eventually fell asleep listening to old time classics. * * * Lindie woke up feeling very cold. She had gotten used to her nakedness days ago – at least it felt like days ago. She had no concept of time. She sat up on the bed and looked into the mirror. She looked pale and sickly. She couldn't remember the last time she ate. She looked around for any red lights and could not see any. "Hello?" Lindie called out. "Is anybody there?" She hopped off the bed. The floor was freezing. The single light above her head flickered and she thought she would go insane if it went out. Her pussy ached as she walked, and then she noticed the bruises. She was covered in them. She reached behind her and found that she had been bleeding from her asshole. She wasn't sure how long she had been in shock, but she came out of it when a dog licked her feet. At least she thought it was a dog. As she walked back under the light, she could see the animal was larger than any dog she had ever seen. Its coat was grey and shiny, and its paws were huge. She wondered if Tyrone was speaking literally when he said that J.J. would throw her to the wolves. The animal nudged its cold nose into her ass, pushing her toward the bed. She took a step toward the center of the room, and the animal nudged her again. She turned with her ass against the bed, and the animal pushed its snout under her pussy, trying to lift her. Lindie hopped on the bed and the animal licked her feet for a moment, and then moved to one of the dark corners of the room. Lindie started to step back off the bed, and she heard a low growl come from a corner of the room. She slid back onto the bed and the growling stopped. "What do you want from me?" Lindie cried out to the animal. "Do you want to fuck me?" Lindie got on her hands and knees and arched her ass upward. "Come on, goddammit! Tear me up!" The animal lunged at her with one swipe of a paw, leaving four slashes in one of her thighs. Lindie rolled onto her side in excruciating pain. Two red lights appeared in one of the corners of the room. 'Finally,' Lindie thought. 'Some sick bastard wants to see me fuck a wolf? Is that what this is all about?' But as Lindie watched, the two red lights became brighter and closer. Soon, she could see that the red lights were not from cameras, but the eyes of the animal in the room with her. And they were getting closer. Lindie closed her eyes and prayed. She couldn't remember the last time she prayed, and it seemed awkward at first. She could hear the animal getting closer, and as she finished her prayer with "in Jesus name," she opened her eyes. Standing before her was something out of a nightmare. The wolf had stood up on its hind legs, standing nearly ten feet tall. Its chest was heaving, and its teeth were large and jagged. Its paws were twice the size of Lindie's head. Lindie wondered if this was just another effect of the drugs they had been giving her, but when the creature roared at her, she could smell the rotting flesh on its breath. Drugs or not, she was more frightened than she had ever been. The creature roared again, this time sending its saliva onto Lindie's legs. It took another swipe at Lindie, but missed – intentionally. Lindie cried and screamed and the creature roared louder. Then, in a blur, Lindie lashed out at the creature's face, barely slicing the whiskers from its snout. If the creature hadn't expected it, Lindie would have removed half of its skull. The creature's right eye began to twitch, and it was Lindie's turn to roar. The mirror shattered and Lindie could see slashed bodies strewn about in the next room. J.J., Tyrone, and the make-up woman were among them. What was left of the mirror convinced Lindie that she had once again transformed. She eyed the creature up and down, sensing something familiar about it. She thought of David and instinctively lashed out with blinding speed. A chunk of the creature's flesh was slung to the wall, stuck, and then fell to the floor. The creature howled in pain, but made no attempt to attack her. This wasn't David. She wasn't sure what it was, but it wasn't there to hurt her. She looked at the bloody creature one last time before screaming up at the ceiling. The roof collapsed around them, and for the first time in several days, Lindie could see the sky. Her wings spread wide, flapped, and then lifted her into the morning sky. As she flew south, she didn't notice the tow truck parked down the street. * * * They were barely out of view from the campsite when Andi eagerly undid Kenny's pants. "Already?" Kenny asked. He really didn't mind that she wanted to blow him so often, but he was afraid one day they would get caught. That would be embarrassing for Sarah, as most mothers of two didn't allow their husbands to be blown by college students. "I've been wanting to taste your come since breakfast!" Andi giggled. "Alright, alright," Kenny conceded. "But just a blow job for now. There are still people around here." Andi smiled and squatted in front of Kenny as his fat cock flopped out and hit her in the nose. Some cocks seemed to be made for blowjobs. Kenny's wasn't one of them. Andi did her best, though, and just the sight of his cock fucking her pretty face was enough to make Kenny come. He filled her mouth and she smiled as she swallowed. His silvery come seemed to sparkle against her tanned skin. "That was awesome," Andi smiled. "I can't wait to have you inside me again. Come on, let's find somewhere, quick!" Andi took off running and skipping through the woods. Kenny knew better than to run after her. Even though he was strong enough to throw an axe and fuck for several hours, he knew his limits. The extra 200 pounds he carried prevented him from being a runner. He'd catch up to her, eventually. Kenny buttoned up his jeans and started walking in the general direction of Andi's voice. The wind suddenly kicked up the leaves on the ground. For a moment, Kenny could hardly tell which direction he was going. He felt as if he were standing in the middle of a small tornado. He moved closer to one of the trees for something to hold onto. The wind slowly died down. Before the last of the leaves could fall back to the ground, a blur of a white object brushed past Kenny, knocking him to the ground. "What the hell?" Kenny called out. He wasn't hurt, but he was certainly startled. He could have sworn that he was knocked down by a winged statue, but that didn't make any sense. Andi called out from deep within the forest. Kenny took off after her, forgetting almost immediately what had just happened. * * * David sat quietly in the camper, watching as Sarah slept. In his human form, he looked like any other handsome young man in his mid-twenties. The battery-operated clock on the wall ticked and ticked as Sarah slept deeply. He thought about tasting her flesh as she slept, but knew she wasn't going anywhere. He quietly stepped out of the trailer, and breathed in deeply. Somewhere in the woods, there was a bitch in heat. He could smell her warm pussy, and he could hear her heart beating faster. He walked quietly through the woods, pausing to breath in the cool air. He turned his head, inhaled deeply, and then walked toward the path Andi and Kenny had taken. Andi was taking off her clothes and tossing them as she walked through the forest. She was leaving a trail for Kenny to follow, as she had done several times before. Kenny's prize, when he found her, would be a young, lean, lust-filled woman, ready to succumb to his every whim. Except this time, Lindie was the one that found the trail of clothes. Looking like a normal, naked girl again, Lindie quickly snatched up the denim jacket. She put it on, only to have to take it off again when she found Andi's sports bra. She stretched the top to its maximum capacity. She tried to put on Andi's jeans, but they were too tight around the waist and too long in the legs. She threw the jeans back on the ground, and walked a little further until she found Andi's panties. Lindie held the panties to her nose and inhaled deeply. The girl that last wore these panties was very sexually excited. She had been with less than a dozen men in her life, and she let them all take her willingly. There had been no trauma and no drama. Lindie was relieved the owner of these panties was not a troublemaker. Lindie walked a little further, but couldn't find any more clothes. She circled around, wondering if she missed anything, but found nothing. She looked down at her dirty feet and realized the polish on her nails was gone. She wished the girl had discarded her shoes as the small sticks and rocks were getting uncomfortable. Her hair seemed to grow several inches since her escape, but it was still lighter than her usual color. Lindie heard someone behind her, but remained calm. She didn't want there to be any more innocent blood shed. Lindie's Victory Lindie flexed her wings once and swiftly rose into the air, snapping trees and branches in her wake. * * * David was surprised at how quickly Andi offered herself up to him. She was startled at first, as he expected. She even thought, momentarily, to cover herself up, as he also expected. But when he undressed as he approached her, her demeanor instantly changed. His body, in its human form, was that of an attractive, young, muscular male with extremely well endowed manhood. His long, thick member was as wide as Kenny's, and a few inches longer. His testicles, though, were almost non-existent in comparison. Andi, already aroused from her self-stimulation, was aching to be fucked. David's charms were scarcely needed as he placed his mouth on her pussy without either of them saying a word. Andi came almost instantly, but her lustful desires were not yet satiated. She didn't notice when David effortlessly hopped up onto the tall boulder. She couldn't take her eyes off his unnaturally large cock. She kneeled before David, stroking his huge dick with both hands, licking and kissing it, wishing she could fit it in her mouth. David pulled her up and kissed her face and neck. She kissed him back, holding his head and strong neck, and lifting her body so he could enter her. She locked her legs behind his back as his cock guided itself to her wet pussy. Andi's eyes widened as her pussy stretched to accommodate David's thick shaft. He stood motionless as Andi raised and lowered herself on his manhood. Blood trickled down his shaft as she tried to get more and more of it inside her. David was pleased with her performance and allowed his girth to shrink, slightly. Andi could instantly feel the difference, and although less painful, was fearful that his erection would disappear completely. She doubled her efforts and bounced on his shaft even faster. David smiled, bearing a set of razor sharp teeth. He lifted Andi off his cock and laid on the flat rock. The blood on his cock glistened in the afternoon sun, but she hardly noticed. "Please, have a seat." David gestured to his rigid tool. Without hesitation, Andi positioned herself so she was standing over him. "Do you want me to face away from you?" Andi asked, shyly. "Only if you're embarrassed to show me the pleasure on your face." David grinned. Andi straddled David's legs and then squatted over his cock. She knew the pain that accompanied anal sex with Kenny, and she though she was prepared for the pain she would feel with this huge dick in her ass. But it wasn't painful at all. Neither were the bites he had taken out of various places of her body. They had felt like soft, sensual kisses. She didn't notice the streaks of blood that resulted from these bites, or the puddle of blood that was forming beneath her asshole. Andi smiled and laughed as she bounced on David's cock. David laughed, too. She swooned as he gently pinched her nipple, not realizing the hole he had just left in her breast. A thunderous roar filled the air. The ground vibrated, then shook as if a stampede were approaching. David paled and Andi stopped bouncing as his cock became as rigid as stone. She looked down and observed her blood in contrast to David's bone white skin. She looked at her arms and legs and could now see the bite marks and patches of flesh missing from her body. Andi instantly went into shock. A second roar echoed farther, and then the ground shook enough to send Andi falling off of David and the tall boulder. Lindie's Victory Some listened, but some just couldn't help themselves and soon her pussy and asshole were both filled with come. "No matter." Lindie smiled and whispered to herself. Her belly was full of no less than ten orgasms, and she had allowed herself to orgasm several times at the hands of these men. When the last of the men motioned that he was spent, Lindie kissed his forehead and stepped toward the shoreline. The water was cold on her toes, and she had second thoughts of washing off the come the men had deposited on her. Eventually, she grew accustomed to the temperature and swam out to sea. She stopped when she thought she was far enough away that nobody could see her and allowed her wings to give her flight. * * * Lindie found her way to the small town where she had been pushed into the van. The town was more deserted than before, and was almost surprised to see the woman still sitting at the front desk of the motel she had visited. Lindie, still wearing the several-sizes-too-small bikini, approached the woman cautiously. "Hi." Lindie said shyly. "Dear, you're going to catch a cold wearing that skimpy thing in this weather. What are you thinking?" The woman asked. "I was here a few days or weeks ago. I don't remember how long ago it was, but I think I may have left some clothes here." Lindie wished her hair was blonde so she could have been more convincing. "Yes dear, I remember you." The woman said as she reached under the counter. "You disappeared, and we all feared the worst. Now, here you are walking around practically naked. I understand that if you've got it, flaunt it, but there are limits, dear." The woman handed Lindie a box full of clothes. Lindie immediately recognized a few of her things and started sorting them out. "You can take the box up to room 207. Get cleaned up, take what's yours and bring back the rest, okay?" The woman asked. Lindie smiled and took the box and room key, then walked out the door. Randy stepped out from the back room as soon as Lindie was out of sight. "You knew she'd come back. How did you know?" The woman asked. "Do you have some unfinished business with her?" "No, nothing like that." Randy smiled. "Maybe, she needs a pet?"