Female Prey by S J Lewis
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Ready for a wild adventure, the blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty, Kimberley, hikes into the forest alone, knowing that somewhere nearby are anonymous men who will hunt her down like an animal, take her captive, and keep her as their sex toy for days on end. She is eager for the experience - in fact, she set up the game with a clandestine company that specializes in unique wilderness adventures like this one. But, just to make the experience more fun, she decides to make the hunters work before she lets them have her. Her scheme takes the men by surprise, and the days that follow are grueling for Kimberley and the posse that tails her. Maybe it's not so much fun after all, she begins to think... maybe she should call off the hunt, and go back to the resort hotel where she started - spend her week enjoying the luxury of room service…hot baths and sensuous pampering...
Unfortunately, it's too late to change her plans and she's on the run…in the thick of a game of escape and evade. While Kimberley knows the outdoors and can survive on her own, her pursuers know it better. Tired and hungry, she is finally captured, and her days of naked excitement begin. She's kept in a cell below ground...unable to tell when one day ends and another begins. She knows there is a limit to her captivity, but she has no idea when it will end. As the days go by, Kimberley learns about her captors, especially the big, strong leader of the gang she calls 'Alpha'. He's rough with his newly captured prize, and as the days goes by, Alpha's power over her increases...the things they make her do alarm her. But soon she's doing more than enduring the nudity, bondage and torrid sexual gangbangs. Perhaps, she doesn't want her adventure in the wilds to end?
He saw her reach for the knife, and didn’t want to wait to see if she’d actually use it. People could get hurt that way. He covered the remaining distance with a couple of big strides, and hit her squarely in the pit of her stomach before she could draw the blade. She folded over abruptly with a loud, painful grunt, the backpack overbalancing her. He caught her around her waist before she could fall, and his hand went to her neck. Just the right pressure on the carotid arteries would put anyone out for a while with no noise or struggle. Her light blue eyes flew wide open, looking up into his in sudden fear as his hand gently squeezed her throat. Her eyelids fluttered once, then closed as she sagged limply against him. He lowered her carefully onto the ground as Kurt and Lloyd arrived, ready to help.
“So, this is her,” Kurt observed, nudging her leg with his boot.
“Uh-huh,” he acknowledged. The hunt part was over at last, and he felt relief mingled with a bit of regret. Elf-girl had been tough so far. Now to find out how tough she still could be. “Who’s got the rope?” he asked.
“Here y’go.” Kurt grinned, tossing him a coil of tan rope. It looked tough and coarse, but was actually only a bit rougher than clothesline, and much less likely to slip.
“Okay.” He nodded. “Help me get her pack off, then get her shoes.”
“Strip ‘er down?” Kurt asked hopefully.
“Not right away,” he replied. “This little lady is gonna take a bit of taming.”
“Think so?” Kurt grinned.
“You didn’t see her go for her knife.” He chuckled. “Might have been reflex, but even so…”He deftly unbuckled her belt, slipped it out of its loops, and took the knife. With Kurt’s help, he lifted her limp body and got the backpack off of her.
“So what do I do then?” Lloyd broke in.
“Hope your stuff is nearby, ‘cause we’re camping out here tonight,” he told him. “You might get a fire started.”
“Kinda early for that.” Lloyd observed, shading his eyes to look towards the Sun. While it was getting low, sunset was still some time away.
“We’re gonna burn her clothes,” he said.
“Cool.” Lloyd grinned.
“All of ‘em?” Kurt asked as he dragged her pack away. “So I should empty this out too?”
“Not yet.” He waved a hand. He turned elf-girl facedown in the grass and began tying her wrists…tightly. He wasn’t sure how long she’d be out, and wanted to be ready. “Get her shoes and socks off first.” He looked up at Lloyd. “Find us a branch to hang her from, would’ja?”
Lloyd’s grin was feral. “Sure.” He agreed, and went off to look.
Kurt tugged her shoes and socks off, and in a few minutes her ankles were as securely bound as her wrists.
“Now what, Ron?” Kurt asked. “You ain’t gonna hang her by her hands like that?”
“No way.” He agreed. “We hang her upside down for a while.”
“How long a while?”
“Long enough for me to cut what she’s wearing off with this.” He tapped the hilt of her knife. “I want her just a little bit worried.”
“Gotcha.” Kurt nodded. “So you cut her clothes off….”
“And you guys feed them to the fire.” He finished the thought.
“And once she’s nekkid?”
“Let me think about it. C’mon, let’s get her strung up. Lloyd’s found a place.”
There was one tree with a fairly stout branch sticking out into the clearing about ten feet up. They threw a rope over it and secured one end to elf-girl’s bound ankles. “Think you two can pull her up?” he asked.
Kurt’s laugh was a short bark. “What’d she go? One-fifteen? One-ten?”
“If that.” He nodded, looking at her as she lay on the ground and remembering a slim form capering in the rain. Her face looked very peaceful, long pale lashes almost touching her cheeks. If she was faking unconsciousness now, she was a great actress.
“Okay, then. Get her up and tie the rope off when I signal. Can’t leave her hanging upside down too long though.”
“Gotcha.” Kurt said. Lloyd nodded.
“Got an idea for later, too.” He looked up at Lloyd. “We still have those tent pegs?
“Yep,” Lloyd replied.
“Good. Set four of them in the ground so we can stake her out afterwards. Put them away from the campfire…enough for a little …privacy.”
His two companions grinned at that.
“Okay. Haul away.”
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