The Hunting Grounds: Run or be... PART 1 by tightass18
Rating: 71%, Read 13262 times, Posted Jun 24, 2020
Robin, who had been taken in a brutal gangbang only a month before receives a strange letter. The letter is from someone who knows about the gangbang, it reads: "Slut, you are invited to attend the Hunting Grounds on behalf of Lord Strapper. Follow the map until you find a large wooden cabin. You must leave all belongings and clothes there. Proceed into the grounds as instructed in the cabin. You have been ***********ed for your, performance ability and willingness to be used."
Chloe could hear nothing over her own breathing, he chest rising and falling, her tight little breasts perked and pulled tight against her under the pressure… she had been running for what felt like a life time, and finally she felt like she was alone. She used a large tree as cover, looking through the sparsely wooded trees, and got to her knees. Keeping an eye out for the hunters, she reached back over her red ass, and gripped the head of the butt plug. She pulled it out and it slid out giving a real sense of relief and a gentle moan. She brought it up to her face. It was beautifully shiny, with a purple gemstone on the flared base. She put the plug down, summoned her courage, and continued to run, completely naked with her light, mousy brown hair trailing behind her. She was a relatively tall and slim girl, naturally pretty and was fit enough to run like this, though mostly from being in the hunting grounds for a week now. She needed to escape, but escape had to be earned. She agreed to the rules, so she had to comply, or risk a worse fate.
Red and Jerrod picked up the trail, and managed to follow it to the tree Chloe had been hiding behind.
“She was here, but the plug is cold, she’s long gone” said Jerrod.
Red had a cruel smile on his face, “No need to worry, we have another tied up back at the lodge, she could use a big strong black man like yourself to put her in her place. Hopefully Chloe will hear the screams and come back to save her friend the torment?”
Jerrod nodded “You’re right boss, I’ll make her lick this plug clean first.”
The two men turned back with their gear, ropes, hooks, straps, nets… it would have looked entirely mediaeval if it wasn’t for the stun gun that Red carried.
“There’s only one way out, and that’s through us… I’m excited to see what the new batch of prey will be like…”
It was blisteringly hot on the bus. Robin had received the letter yesterday morning and, following his inner instinct and need for something sexually freeing, he followed the instructions.
"Slut, you are invited to attend the Hunting Grounds on behalf of Lord Strapper. Follow the map until you find a large wooden cabin. You must leave all belongings and clothes there. Proceed into the grounds as instructed in the cabin. You have been ***********ed for your, performance ability and willingness to be used."
He had also followed the other instructions listed on a separate paper, just housekeeping, but it required he be completely smooth, no hair remaining. He’d had the treatment and was smooth and silky for the first time since the gangbang at the hospital. He knew it was forced, he knew he shouldn’t have loved it, but he just did. The letter must have come from them, they are the only ones that know anything about him.
The bus was driving through the countryside in the south of England, with forests, large rocky hilltops and bodies of water were all he saw after the bus left the city. Robin was excited, and nervous and had to fight not to become aroused by thinking about what the event might be. There were other people on the bus, a lot of men, nothing like Robin, far too masculine, and 5 or 6 women. One of them, a mixed race girl with her afro cut close to her head, was sat opposite Robin.
“Hey… you.” The girl said, whispering. She became impatient and moved onto the seat next to Robin.
“Where did you get that paper!?” she said, in a rush.
“I don’t really know… I woke up yesterday…”
“…and it was delivered to your home...” she pulled out a roughed up letter, of the same dusty pink paper colour out of her bra. “I got one too… I keep it here because god forbid if anyone finds it!” she was making sure no one could see, checking people around weren’t watching.
Robin took his mind, and eyes, away from her chest, “How old are you? I thought you were 15 or something? And what’s your name?”
She nodded “I can’t even go to the cinema without getting kicked out, I’m 18 and I can’t see an R rated movie… It’s amazing, we can have sex at 16 but can’t watch a porno until we are 18 in the UK… anyway, my name is Ruby.” She offered her hand, which Robin shook.
“Don’t worry, I get that a lot too… the first time those people found me, it seemed they liked that. I guess they got you too?” Robin enquired with his eyes, hoping she was as liberal as she was beautiful.
She looked around again “I was in school, the sports building is open late for people to use it when school closes. I left my bag in one of the changing rooms, so I went back to get it… then… you know… they found me. Afterwards I wondered if I was lucky or unlucky it had been my 18th birthday the week before… I mean, they raped me, coerced me… but… it was good…” she drifted off into thought, and Robin had to try and hold back his arousal. She was wearing a schoolgirl skirt with a tight black vest and all he could think about was what it would be like to see her get fucked by those men. Even Robin wanted to touch her.
Robin’s sexual identity was always cloudy. With women he wanted to take them, fuck them, kiss them all over… but then with men he just wanted to be used and abused like he was a girl.
“I know what you mean…” Robin said.
“I never realised they took boys too… I guess people like us are just… unique?” she smiled and noticed him, for the first time. Robin was slim, able to fall into the cracks of androgyny, a beautiful girls features with some big blow job lips, mixed with the nice lines a man has. Judging by the slight bulge in his pants, she could tell there might be other things too.
“What is going to happen to us?” Robin asked, quietly.
“I have a feeling something familiar, but there are at least 5 other girls on this bus, maybe one boy and a trans girl. It just doesn’t feel right. And all these men on the bus are so quiet… it can’t be a coincidence.” As she said this she looked up to the front of the bus. It was a regular bus, but it seemed to be less formal than the normal national busses, and it hadn’t stopped once.
“I think we will find out soon enough…” Robin sat up straight and watched out the window as the bus came to a slow stop in a dirty layby in the middle of the forest. The bus conductor picked up microphone to speak to the passengers.
“Boys and girls, if you have a special pink ticket...” he paused awkwardly, “please could you depart the bus. Please follow the road until the signage points you towards your destination. If you have the red or black… tickets… please remain seated as you will be taken to your destinations”.
A loud crackle and then silence. Suddenly, Ruby and Robin looked at each other and began to move, they both had a feeling if they took their time it wouldn’t do them any good. As Robin walked behind Ruby he checked out the other passengers, the men. One was holding his phone camera pointing it straight at Robin and Ruby.
“White boy got himself a nice little ass…” the man whispered to his phone. Robin was filling with adrenaline. The men on the bus must be for whatever is going to happen. He noticed as a few tried to grab Ruby’s ass under her little skirt. She pushed their hands away, but didn’t seem too worried. At the front of the bus there were two well dressed, strict looking women analysing their moves as they walked off the bus steps.
“Maybe we’ve got a little Romeo and Juliet there?” The brunette queried.
“No, more like a Juliet and Juliet…” the other laughed as the bus doors screeched and clattered shut.
Suddenly the bus jolted forward, kicking up dirt towards to group of attractive young people. Robin looked around and could see mostly teenage girls, another boy and two feminized boys. A sign wilted next to the road, indicating that “If you are looking for Lord Strapper’s place, follow the signs, instructions on arrival.”
So, that is what they did. Following behind the group, Robin and Ruby walked side by side, with Ruby holding Robin’s fingers from time to time as she finally started to feel reality creeping in.
End of Part I.
(c) All Rights belong to the user of this account. Not to be redistributed, shared or used without explicit permission from this account.
Follow Tight_R on fetlife for other content!
Rating: 71%, Read 13262 times, Posted Jun 24, 2020