1. Horror in the Woods


    Date: 1/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Rape, Snuff, Young, Author: Piers, Rating: 53.8, Source: sexstories.com

    Carol and Claire attacked in the woods Carol stood facing her attacker, her shoulders and the palms of her hands pressed against the bark of the tree trunk. She was still trembling with the shock of suddenly feeling a hand clamp over her mouth stifling any cry she might have made, of being dragged away from the path deeper into the woods, of seeing the knife appear in front of her. She knew that her home wasn’t far away through the trees but it could as well have been a hundred miles for all the good it did her. His hand was pressing against her mouth, pushing her lips against her teeth. The knife, pointed at her throat and the menace in the man’s voice froze her. She had no thought of trying to run or resist. His eyes were cruel and the look in them made her shiver. “Quiet bitch, or I’ll kill you.” She nodded her head to show that she wouldn’t make a noise. He stuck the knife into the trunk of the tree. She could see the blade as it quivered close to her face. The young sixth grader felt sick with fear and blinked back tears as she looked at the cruel face of her captor. Why, oh why, hadn’t she walked home by the streets as she’d promised her mother? It was Claire’s fault. If Claire hadn’t teased her about being a baby she’d have walked the longer way home. But Carol didn’t like it when Claire teased her. Claire was her best friend, but was much more grown up, “mature” was the word Claire liked to use. It was true that Claire had matured physically long before Carol. ...
    Although they were both in sixth grade Carol had seen how much more the boys were interested in Claire, with her long, blonde hair, full breasts and hips. Carol was Claire’s friend but also envied her; she wished she looked like her. It was true that she had started to mature; each evening when she looked at herself naked in her bedroom mirror she looked at her growing breasts and checked to see if the hair between her legs was getting thicker. She still thought that she wasn’t pretty enough to interest the boys. She hadn’t even been kissed or held hands with a boy yet. That was part of the reason she had decided to cut through the woods. She had to get a lunch ready for her and Claire before they went out to meet up with Derek. Derek was Claire’s boyfriend and he’d promised that he’d bring a friend for Carol. The girls had kept it all secret from their mothers. They’d decided to start from Carol’s house because her mother was away at work and they could put on makeup before going out. Claire’s mother would never let them leave her house like that. But, as she looked at the man, all thoughts of Claire and of boys vanished from Carol’s mind. All she could focus on was the present; on the pressure of the man’s hand against her mouth and the roughness of the bark against her back. What was he going to do to her? How much was he going to hurt her? With the one hand still covering her mouth he leaned away from her as he pulled a length of cord out of his pants pocket. She realized that ...
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