Mountain Refuge

tags: M/F, non-cons, anal, rape

 

disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, along with all characters and events described in it. Any resemblance with real life is just a coincidence. Harming another human being is wrong and in no way I am trying to convey the opposite. Please, don't do anything like this!

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I had never been so happy in my life. After all the trouble, all the conflicts, all the therapy (I always saw it as useless, at the best) I was finally happy. And I had to recognize tough, that it had been Marc, my shrink, the one how suggested moving here. Tough it might have been more as a joke than a real advice.

“As far as you can go” he said. And I was happy to oblige. Now, don’t get me wrong, sometimes I miss my family, my friends, the life that I had. But then I remember that I came here because I wasn’t happy there. I was miserable, always fighting with people, and usually over petty things.

No, I think I am better of now. I am mostly alone, only talking to people when I have to go to town for food or something I need. The rest of the time, it’s just me. And I love every minute of it.

The peace and the silence are only broken by the sound of the wind or a bird. That’s what I like. The mountains in Patagonia are my place in the world. And tough some people say it’s a desolate place with a weather from hell, I find it comforting. And it helps that it keeps people away.

But fate maybe didn’t want me to be happy, and the place had an unfortunate thorn.

Noisy Israelis! Don’t get me wrong, I am not a racist. Far from it, you could say that I hate every person the same. But they are just the noisiest and most annoying people I have found in my life.

As it turned out, I choose a place to live that was a magnet for them. Don’t ask me why, but they all seem to come here.

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It started in a regular day. I had been outside for over a week, walking and camping, Mostly staying in the less walked trails. But since I had to go into town to get some food, I decided to start getting close to it again.

Camp Poincenot is a very quiet one, but still a short distance from the town. Very few people go there, and those that do usually stay only a night and then leave. As usual, I placed my tent as far as I could, and as usual, I went to sleep soon after dark.

And as soon as I did, they arrived. They were about ten of them, mostly men, who seem to be even more annoying than the women. They must have been walking all day so I didn’t saw them until late, but when they arrived they made a big fire (something that is forbidden in the park) and started playing the guitar, shouting among them selves and getting drunk.

After the first 10 minutes or so (yeah, I am not very patient with people) I went there and told them to put out the fire and shut up. We started discussing, they calling me things in Hebrew, and me in Spanish.

In the end, they did put out the fire, but I think it was mostly because the rest of the people in the camp started to tell them it was forbidden. They continued making noise tough, and it seemed that they got angry with me (I wonder why), and it only grew louder.

Around midnight, I had enough. I could fight them, but I was never going to win.I am more athletic than strong. Then I remembered some exercises my shrink had taught me. Some breathing shit. They did little to calm me, and in the end, I broke camp and decided to move out again.

I started walking again, swearing all the way at them, pissed of that I had to go. Didn’t they teach Israelis that night is for sleeping?

Fuck them I decided. Fuck them all. But maybe, just maybe I could get even. Since I knew I was never going to get some sleep that nigh, I decided to play a little with them.

I dropped my pack in the forest, placed it under a tree and took with me only my headlamp, my knife and some paracord from my tent.

I quickly found my way back, and putting out my headlamp before I got there, found them still getting drunk. It was 3 am for fuck sake! I knew I wasn’t the only one how wanted them to shut up, so why hadn’t someone else done something?

It only angered me even more. But I had to wait, I couldn’t do anything until they went to sleep, so I waited and started thinking what I would do. Now it would be a good time to say that some very nasty things found their way into my thoughts. But I finally decided on a simpler course.

After they were gone to sleep, I would tie all the zippers in their tents close. If they wanted to go out they would have to cut them open. Maybe I would even wake them up screaming for a fire. That would be a sweet!

Around 4 am, the last of them went to his tent, and after a few minutes of silence, I decided that it was time. Using the light of the moon to guide me I got down in to the camp (without falling down more that a ten times� damm it!), and quickly took out the paracord I had.

Before I could open my knife, one of the tents started moving and I had just the time to hide behind another one. Out came a girl with hair around her shoulders pulled in a pony tail. She had only some tights and a tight thermal shirt. I could see she was slim, if not very tall. The rest was a mystery in the meager light the moon was giving.

She moved her flashlight a few times around, and I began to fear she heard me, but then she started walking away. To the baths I thought, but I couldn’t be sure.

All they did to me came back in an instant, and tough I couldn’t remember this girl in particular, I changed my plan. She was going to pay for all they did.

Stealthily I followed her into the bath, and waited outside. I could hear the sound of her pissing, so my time was running out. Quickly mustering as much courage as I could find, I grabbed a stone from the ground, and waited by the door.�

As she got out, as took a step forward and used the stone to hit her in the back of her head once. She made a sound, kind of a grunt, and started falling forward until I grabbed her by the waist with one arm.

And then I started panicking. What the hell was I thinking? What was I going to do with her? This time, anger was my savior. It pushed the fear away, replaced it with hate, and made it a lot easier.

Turning around to see if someone had seen something, I grabbed her flashlight from the floor and pulled her over my shoulder. I started half walking and half running out into the woods, more concerned with getting away that with where I was going, and after some tense minutes, I stopped to catch my breath.

I dropped her into the ground, and left my self fell on my ass next to her. No one seemed to be following me, so it was time to make a plan if I wanted to carry this to the end. I needed someplace quiet and secluded to� to do what? I decided that I was going to take things one at a time.

The only place that came to mind was a small mountain refuge not to far away. It was less than 7 km away, and because it was restricted only for climbers it should be deserted at this time of the year.

It would take me a couple of hours to get there, maybe three. So I couldn’t count on her being unconscious the whole trip. I took out the paracord again, and tied both her wrists together behind her back, and finally used the rest to tie her ankles. I took out her boots, and used a sock as a blind fold tying it around her head with one shoe lace, and the other sock went into her mouth.

I grabbed her again, and she seemed to be still unconscious. Maybe I would get lucky just this time.

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In the end, it took me an hour and a half to get there, aided in part by the headlamp I now could use, and by the fact that she remained out cold the hole time.

A few meter outside the cabin I waited to see some movement. Maybe it was still occupied. It would be very unpleasant to enter and find someone else inside. How would I explain the tied and unconscious girl?

The best thing to do would be to check first, so I dropped her again (how fun it was!) in the ground and slowly made my way to a window. Peeking inside showed me nothing more that darkness, so I made my way to the door and opened it slowly.

The place was empty, but what really made me happy was the fact that the dirt in the floor and the table showed no marks. It must have been a long time since anyone came here.

I went out again, and grabbed her by the cord around her ankles and dragged her inside. She started moaning, and I dropped her feet on the floor. I reminded my self that I was alone, and pulled her all the way in closing the door behind us.

What to do now? That was the problem. First of all I needed my pack. All my food and clothing was there. And also I needed rest, I was exhausted and hadn’t slept since yesterday morning.

If I was going to take it one step at a time, then the first thing to take care would have to be my pack. So I had to leave, for maybe a couple of hours, or a little more. I couldn’t let her escape, or else everything would have been in vain.

I grabbed her feet and started dragging her towards a bench that was safely secured to the ground, but she kicked me in the chest. It didn’t hurt that much because her feet were still tied, but it pissed me off. I twisted her legs so she was face up and with all the strength I could gather, I stomped her on the belly.

I heard the air leave her lungs, and she instantly tried to curl into a ball sobbing and crying. I didn’t let her, I twisted her legs and stomped her again. Bet that hurt bitch!

Grabbing her legs once more, I moved her under the bench, and used a little of the rope tied her hands and legs to the posts. Hopefully that would keep her secured until I came back.

Then it hit me again. What was I planning to do with her? Images of me fucking her came to mind, and I found them very pleasant. Here I had someone to play with. Someone who had treated me as I didn’t matter at all. Someone to take all my frustrations and hate.

I realized I had one hell of and erection, but the wise thing to do would be to wait until I was back. I she knew what I wanted to do with her she would freak out. It was hard, but I resisted the urge to strip her naked and rape her there.

Instead, I cheeked her for anything she might have, and finding nothing grabbed her hair and whispered sweetly in her ears.

“I am going out for a few hours. In the mean time you will stay here and won’t try anything stupid. If I find you misbehaved I will have to punish you. Otherwise I will let you go once my business is done, safe and sound. Is that clear?”

She nodded her head, and I lowered it to the ground, this time slowly.

“Good girl.” I said into her ear.

I checked her bonds once more, and left the cabin. If I made good time I would be here a little after sunrise. And I just couldn’t wait.

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Two hours later, tired and out of breath, I stood in front of the cabin once more. I dropped my pack to the ground, afraid someone had arrived while I was out. Someone might be expecting me, or maybe she had freed herself and was waiting for me with a trap. I tried to remember how everything was before I left, but I hadn’t paid any attention.

Taking a deep breath I started towards the door, and once it was open I peeked inside. It was quiet, and at first I couldn’t see her. But she was still there, asleep, but still tied. Maybe it had been exhaustion, on maybe the fear. I hoped it was the later.

I went outside again, picked up my pack, and made my way slowly into the cabin so as not to wake her. I went to her side, and this time I couldn’t resist. I kneeled by her and grabbed her ass roughly, while I started kissing her ear.

She woke up in an instant, and started trashing. I laughed and continued to handle her ass. My other hand quickly went to her neck. She froze in an instant but started trembling. I slowly moved my hand up and then down her ass again, this time under her tights.

Firm, warm� and sweet. All an ass should be. But then it got wet. What the hell?

I screwed my face in confusion, and then realized she had just pissed herself.

“What’s the matter, is something wrong?” I said into her ear with the sweetest voice I could find.

But of course she couldn’t answer with the gag still in place. Oh well, so be it.

I got up, and was glad to see that she still stood frozen in place. It was time to prepare the place if I was going to stay here. I started searching the place for things that could be useful.

A big bundle of heavy rope lay under one of the bunks. A few bottles of cheap wine in a counter. An old chess set, an alarm clock. And that was it. There wasn’t even a mattress in the bunks.

Picking up the rope I passed it over a bean in the roof with the help of the bench, and used one end to tie her hands again over the cord. I cut the cord in her hands and ankles from the bench, and pulled the rope to get her on her feet. She resisted at first, rolling into a ball, but I pulled hard on the rope and she was up in an instant.

To make her pay for that act of rebellion I pulled the rope until she barely touched the ground if she extended her toes, and then tied the free end of the rope to a bench.

Wow. She was a lot hotter than I thought. With her arms pulled over her head her shirt showed her flat tummy. Her tits where not that big tough, maybe the size of an orange, but I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra so at least they were pretty firm.

Her face was screwed in pain, and she was breathing in short gasps. Maybe the rope was too high for her, but I decided to let her hanging like that for a little time as punishment.

As I was starving, I took out my camp stove and prepared something quick. Then I sat there, eating breakfast and seeing her squirm. I also opened the wine bottle and took a few sips in between. A few tears managed to get under her blindfold and I couldn’t stop my self from giggling.

Images went by my head to quickly to completely understand them. But one thing was clear. This girl was very unlucky.

I wanted to make a list of all the things I wanted to do, but maybe improvisation would be more fun. So I grabbed my knife, the wine bottle, and got up. Once in front of her I placed the flat of the blade in her cheek, letting her feel the cold. She took one step back, but lost her footing and fell to the front again.

With my free hand I grabbed her shirt, and using the knife cut a big hole in it. I could se her tits now. Her nipples where pink and small, almost like the ones you would expect in a child. They were also painfully erect. I used the knife to cut the rest of her shirt off, and then took a moment to admire her chest.

She started trembling even harder, but stood still. Maybe she understood that moving only brought her more pain.

Her pissed tight were next. I cut the elastic on both sides and decided to pull them out in one quick tug. They were surprisingly strong, and I only managed to bring her towards me. She gave a muffled scream, maybe from the pain in her arms, and quickly got her feet under her again.

Not to be stopped by a flimsy piece of cloth I decided to cut them out completely with the knife. Last were her panties, a simple white thing with a small ribbon on the front. And then she was completely naked.

She shaved, just how I liked it, with only a thin line of pubic her leading to her slit. I stood there seeing her. Her firm legs and perfectly wide hips, almost inviting me.

And this time I let my self go completely. Like a wild beast I grabbed her ass again with one hand, using my other one to grab her tits. I started licking her nipples, giving them small bites. My hands went all over her body while she twisted trying to avoid me, but she just couldn’t.

I slapped her ass a couple of times, leaving my hand printed in red in one side. All the while slipping one hand slowly down, caressing her belly until it rested on her small bush.

I traced small circles around it, while she squirmed and started sobbing harder than before. Again I started moving down, slowly, this time putting two fingers on her labia and pushing until I felt her clitoris.

Downward still I went, until I found her fuck hole. That’s what it was. Her fuck hole, one of many she had. My fuck toy.

With out giving any sign to her I pushed inside with one finger, and then the second. She gave a small jump but didn’t move from the place. It was wet, but only the natural wetness one can expect. So maybe she wasn’t enjoying her self, go figure.

“How inconsiderate of you! All this foreplay and you aren’t even wet for me yet!”

I took out my fingers and brought them under her nose. You could smell that musky feminine smell of her pussy, and also the slight smell of piss. It became like an aphrodisiac. I went to my knees immediately and spread her legs, planting them on my shoulders as if she were sitting.

As a result I had her pussy right in front of my face. Without losing time I started licking, lapping, and sucking. Everything at once, while one of my hands went to her ass and the other to her breasts.

I used my tongue to trace circles around her slit, I sucked her clit, slowly at first but then it became stronger and stronger. I could hear her screams and fell her twisting. And I could also hear her moans. Maybe she was enjoying her self now.

Letting go of her breast, I inserted one, two and finally three fingers in her already wet cunt and started pumping furiously. Meanwhile I continued sucking with my tongue, until I decided to go for the big shot. I circled her clit with it one more time, and then grabbed it with my teeth. Ever so slowly I started applying force to it, until I felt her come.

It started quickly, first her vagina started clenching, then she started moaning and trashing, and just as it started it was over. I gave her pussy one last lick, and let her go.

She stayed there, hanging with her head limp to the front and breathing hard.

I couldn’t help but smile at the sight. And that smile turned into laughter.

“Wow” I said, “Someone is enjoying her self. Bad girl!”

I took of all my clothes, throwing them in one of the bunks, until I was left only in my boots. She didn’t seem to have heard me.

Good I thought, let’s surprise her. I cut some of the loose rope I still had from the bundle and passed it again by the beam. I moved close to her, grabbed only one leg this time, and lifted it until it was parallel to the floor, tying it by her ankle. Finally tying the end of the rope to the bench, I had her hanging in a side ways T.

This way her cunt was fully exposed and easily accessible.

Again I didn’t lost any time. I stepped in front of her, taking my cock in one hand and her ass in the other, and I shoved my self inside her in one push.

That made her react again, but I didn’t care. I was already in heaven. Her pussy was warm and wet, and I was fully into her. I started moving inside and out. Slowly then quickly. In short thrusts, and then deep ones. I grunted like an animal in heat. My only concern was pleasure. My pleasure.

With out breaking my rhythm, I started moving my hand in her ass slowly towards her asshole, until my index finger rested on it. I felt her clench in reflex, but I didn’t care. I pushed my way inside, until the tip went in, almost with a pop. I still pushed, until half my finger was in, and finally until my knuckles touched the outside of her asshole. I wiggled my finger a little, and started taking it in and out, almost like a small and hard dick.

Then it was my turn to come. I felt a rising crescendo in my pleasure, which only made me push harder and faster. With one final push I came inside her. I stood there, my cock still inside her going slowly limp. Her head fell forward, into my shoulder and I patted her in the back, almost like a little kid.

After a minute, I pulled my dick and my finger out if her, and took a steep back.

Her cunt was leaking a pinkish blob of cum, was it blood? I checked my dick, but it was unhurt. It must have been from her.

My finger was slightly covered in shit, but I didn’t care. It was also covered in more blood, and it exited me tremendously. Maybe it had been her first time with something up her ass. It certainly wasn’t going to be the last.

With that in mind, I walked again towards hers, but this time I turned around. I rested my chest in her back while I traced my finger lazily in her raised legs. She trembled and made little whimpering sounds while my dick started to rise again.

I paid them no heed. Instead I grabbed her hips in one hand and my dick in the other. Her raised leg had the surprising advantage of keeping her ass cheeks apart, so I could already see her asshole. A little drop of blood stood in its center.

I placed the head of my cock against it, and seeing as it was still wet from her pussy, just pushed my self inside. She gave a jump at that, by I stopped her in place with my hand.

It was very tight and at the beginning I feared I would hurt myself. But I pushed a little more, and then stood there, just letting her ass expand around my dick. It felt kind of weird.

At that time, I realized it was the first time I had fucked a woman in the ass. I had wanted to do it for a long time, but never found one willing. By the sounds she was making, I started to believe that when they told me it hurt, they were telling the truth.

By that time, the pressure around my dick had lessened. It started to feel good, almost like a pussy, but tighter. I pushed a little more in, and then out. She sucked her breath in very hard.

I was past caring, so I just started pounding with wild abandon. She squirmed but had nowhere to go. My free hand went around to her tits and I quickly grabbed one to better hold her.

Immediately I started to fell a wave of pleasure like before. I knew I was about to cum, and this time I didn’t stop pounding. I kept going as I filled her ass with my seed, and then kept moving in an out until my dick went soft.

My breathing came in hard and short, I was exhausted, but happy as I had not been in a while.

 

 

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