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A light breeze whispers softly past your face as you walk the shady trail through the hills. The sun, though bright and hot, is softened by the thick canopy of branches from all the trees around you. You breathe in deeply, letting your lungs fill with the cool mountain air, as you feel the stress from the week start to melt away. A hawk cries in the distance drawing your attention further up the mountain trail. From a distance you can see the outline of a figure. Even from here you can see the figure is a tall man and from the pack on his back you can easily guess he is hiking the trails to camp as well. You watch him pass some rocks and disappear from view. You wonder if you will see him again as you begin to continue your hike.The day passes peacefully as you continue your hike and enjoy the sounds and the smells of the mountains. You find the camping spot you have used in years past, a small clearing in between several trees and rocks. You can see the old solid log you have used as a bench still in its same spot in front of an old fire pit now covered in fallen leaves and twigs. You set about putting up your tent and getting things ready moving through familiar motions as you set out your things and get ready to search the surrounding area for fallen branches and other things to use for your fire.The sun starts to set as the area begins to darken. With a small bundle of wood Gölbaşı escort bayan in your arms you turn back towards your camp when a familiar figure catches your eye. Hunched over their own fire is the man you saw from earlier. You freeze for just a moment when he looks over at you. For a second you swear you could see a look of hunger cross his face, a look of a hunter staring down at their prey. You blink and shake your head realizing you have been staring for a little too long as his look of hunger is now one of confusion. You wave and hurriedly pick up the remaining wood, walking quickly back towards your camp. Darkness sets in as you enter your tent to sleep. The man from before still occupies your thoughts ********************You awaken slowly feeling the cool night air caress your leg. Slowly you become aware that there is a hand massaging your breast playing with your sensitive nipple. The shorts you wore to bed are now around your ankles and your shirt has been pulled up and fear starts to set in as you become more awake. You open your mouth to scream as a hand clamps down over your mouth. The hand assaulting your breast quickly moves grabbing both of your wrists, easily holding your entire arms in place. You look up seeing only the dark form of the man from before, his body outlined by the moonlight. He leans in and the Escort Keçiören heat of his breath on your neck. You can feel goosebumps rise on every inch of your skin as your heart beats faster in your chest.“We are going to have fun tonight you and I,” he growls in your ear. “Struggle all you want, just makes it more fun for me. No one is coming for you, no one except us on this mountain.”He moves back looking down at you. Your eyes can barely make out his features but you can feel those eyes, that hungry look from before, move down your exposed body. He removes his hand from your mouth and you try to scream. In an instant your arms are yanked up and pinned above your head when suddenly things go white and you can feel your face flush red with a stinging pain. “Be a good little fuck toy for me and I won’t have to hit you again,” he growls again, anger dripping in his voice. His hand moves down to rub your pussy through your panties. Through your fear you can feel yourself getting wet. You can feel his excitement as his fingers move faster.“I knew you’d like this you little slut,” he laughs. Your panties are quickly soaked as you try to look away from your assailant. His hand leaves your pussy and grabs your face, you can smell your own juices on his fingers. “Do not look away from me, girl. I want to see that pretty little face of yours, Kızılay escort see you as I use your body.”He stuffs his wet fingers into your mouth and down your throat. The taste of your own juices gets you even wetter. You choke on his fingers and try to bite down on him.  His hand pulls away and his other hand lets go of your wrists. He looms over you and in an instant his hand is around your neck, squeezing the sides of your throat. “I’ll give you something to bite on,” he growls angrily.  With his free hand he reaches down and rips your wet panties away from your body. You feel the sting as the fabric tears away. He takes them in your hand and stuffs them down into your mouth.  Letting go of your throat he places his hand firmly over your mouth. The taste of your own juices and the fabric mix in your mouth. His hand moves and it is replaced with a piece of duct tape. He grabs you by the shoulder and roughly flips you to your stomach before you have time to react. Your arms are painfully pulled and tied firmly with a length of cord behind your back.  “And here I thought we could play nicely.”Rolling you on to your side he grabs one of your legs and forces them apart. You shiver at the cool night air blowing across your exposed pussy. With one hand holding you down firmly by the shoulder he roughly lifts your leg over his shoulder and hooks his fingers deep into your pussy.  In and out roughly fingers you, the pads of his fingers rubbing your g-spot and the palm of his hand pressing against your clit. You moan against your gag trying hard to not give into the pleasure.“Don’t fight it. Give into it you little slut. Give in and be my little fucktoy tonight,” he says laughing.

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