Sarah's vision blurred. Logan seemed to fade in and out of focus.
All of a sudden her father was there, swinging down on one of the strong jungle vines and reaching out an arm towards her.
"Daddy!" Sarah called, reaching out to take his arm.
She felt light headed. Somewhere below she thought she heard the rebel Logan shout something.
Her brother carried her through the air, landing on a thick tree branch, wrapping an arm tightly around her waist. Wasn't it her dad who had rescued her? She was with her brother now.
He lept, taking Sarah with him as he sailed down towards the jungle clearing.
Sarah nearly fainted. She could feel the moisture in the back of her throat. It tasted like the marsh gas.
When she landed on the jungle floor she was deep into the marsh.
Her brother must have moved on; leaving her with Mr Rupert - the supply astro-navigation teacher she had always had a crush on.
Mr Rupert seemed bothered, rushed, flustered. He threw Sarah against a nearby fallen tree trunk. Ripping her skirt from her hips as she fell.
Was that the evil rebel she could hear again? Someone was shouting.
As Sarah fought to reclaim her breath she glanced backwards over her shoulder. She was bent forward over the tree trunk, backside up in the air and behind her a naked Mr Rupert beat his chest with both hands and advanced on her with his huge cock angled up from his hairy legs.
Sarah swallowed. Her head buzzed. She couldn't think. Mr Rupert seemed to be more hairy than she remembered.
It seemed only fair that Mr Rupert would get to fuck her. She wanted to be fucked. Sarah found herself wiggling her ass at the advancing teacher.
Sarah's primal mind raged. Sex. Sex would cure what was effected her. Sex would make her better. She could fuck Mr Rupert... and yet something warned her. Was that Logan's voice again?
Behind her the beast put his paws on her backside. |