A sharp nipple twist woke Amy up. She was still on her back on the solid wood table in the cabin. Dried cum encrusted her thighs and fuzzy blonde pussy. Her breasts ached and her mouth felt dry.
Songbirds filled the air outside the cabin with music, and warm sun shone through the cabins windows. Wind rustled through the trees. Nature didn't seem to care about her gang rape, about her being trapped naked in a cabin with three heartless men.
"Wakey wakey," Kyle said, cruelly pinching her nipples.
Amy opened her eyes.
"Good morning sunshine. Time to get up."
He prodded her until she sat up, at which point she saw his cock in his hand. Her mouth felt very dry.
Andy walked up. He was wearing a hunting vest and camo pants. He saw Kyle's cock and frowned. "Put that away, Kyle. "
He then nodded at Amy. "Good morning."
"Morning," she answered, looking blearily at her other rapist and feeling oddly thankful. Her no longer virgin pussy ached with pain thinking of last night.
Kyle put away his morning wood.
"We have a little proposition for you, Amy", Andy said, pulling up a chair.
"Please, just let me go," Amy's lovely voice sounded worn and tired. "You've fucked me. You've had your fun. I don't know you. I don't know anything. I can't tell anyone anything. Just let me go, please."
"Oh, we'll let you go, Amy. Don't worry about that. What else would we do with a fine pussy like you?" Andy chuckled darkly. He thought about the wife who left him after ten years together, and what he'd like to have done to her. He nodded to Kyle as Amy began to look hopeful.
"There's just one little snag," Kyle said, leaning in close to Amy's face. "We are at this beautiful remote hunting cabin for a week, and you ain't leaving except in our RV."
"Oh."
"So here's the proposal. Either we could tie you to the table and fuck your tight college body for the next seven days and seven nights," Kyle paused, looming closer and closer to Amy's eyes.
"Or we could play a little game of paintball," he smirked. "Which will it be, Amy?" |