The Novice Prey & the Daring Prey (42 page)

“Oh, you don't want to do that,” someone called out from the surrounding woods. Everyone turned to see who had spoken, Alexa included. She knew that voice. And then she saw Will emerge from the woods. He was unshaven and a little dusty, but he had never looked better to her.

“Just who the Hell are you, and how the fuck do you know what we don't want to do?” the elder Anderson demanded as Will approached.

“Oh, hey, no offense meant,” Will said as he held up his hands. “She's your catch, and you can all do what you want with her. I'm just sayin' that you've got one of the world's tightest pussies strung up there, and it would be a shame to let it go unused.”

“And how do you happen to know that?” one of the other Andersons demanded.

“Oh, sorry,” Will chuckled. “I should've introduced myself. I'm Will Longstreet. I caught that tight pussy there last year in a competition up on the north side.”

“I heard about that,” the elder Anderson said. “Heard about you before, Mr. Longstreet, and I have to say it's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Tom Anderson, and these are my brothers, Barry and Simon.” He held out his hand, and Will shook it.

“Please, call me Will,” he said. “I've heard quite a bit about you fellows too. Got to say, I'm impressed.”

“Can we please get on with this?” Martina complained.

Tom looked at her coldly. “You just sit down and be quiet, woman,” he said. “We're talking.” He turned back to Will. “Surprising we haven't met before,” he said.

“Not so surprising,” Will shrugged. “We hunt different types of females. You fellows like the athletic little ones, right? Me, I got a thing for the tall ones.” He pointed at Alexa. “She kinda falls in between our preferences. Why'd you go after her, if you don't mind my askin'?”

“She showed up my brothers just outside one of the southside hamlets some days ago,” Tom replied. He went over to Alexa and began stroking her bare flesh. “We had some time, so I figured we should run her down and teach her a lesson. Tight pussy, you say?” His hand slid down across Alexa's toned belly and tickled at her labia, just about where her clitoris lay hidden. Alexa squirmed.

“Tightest I ever had,” Will replied. “She's really flexible, too.”

“You trained her?”

“A bit,” Will shrugged again. “Didn't have as much time as I would've liked, since it took me so long to catch her. You fellows planning on keepin' her a while?”

“Haven't decided yet,” Tom answered. “Though we do plan on putting her through her paces tonight.” He looked into Alexa's eyes and grinned wickedly. Alexa whimpered, then shuddered as his fingers caressed the length of her slit. Then he seemed to think of something and turned back to Will. “But what are you doing out here?” he asked.

“Like I said, I got a thing for tall women,” Will replied. “Like that one sittin' over there.” He gestured towards Martina, who suddenly looked alarmed. “Why's she along?”

Tom barely gave the tall blonde a glance. “She heard who we were after and said she wanted to come along and help,” he said. “Claimed she knew her. She wasn't much real help, though.”

“So she's not really a part of your team?” Will asked. Alexa saw Martina begin to get to her feet, moving slowly.

“Nah,” Tom said. “We let her tag along to see what she'd do to this one if we caught her. Seems like she's got some sort of grudge.”

“Uh-huh,” Will nodded sagely. He turned to look directly at Martina, and for the first time Alexa saw that he was wearing some sort of bulky pistol in a holster at his hip. Last year, he'd brought her down with an anesthetic dart in her ass, fired from an air rifle. She guessed that he'd switched to an air pistil.

“You fellows attached to this tall blonde female at all?” Will asked casually as his hand went to the pistol.

“Nope,” Tom Anderson shook his head. “Not our type.”

Things suddenly moved very, very quickly. As Martina whirled to run, Will drew the pistol and fired. Alexa heard a loud 'Pop!', saw Martina jump and heard her screech as the dart hit her right in her tight, round rump. It didn't stop her from running off into the woods though, and since it was getting dark now she was soon out of sight. Will casually holstered his pistol.

“Shouldn't you be chasing that female now?” Tom asked.

“She can't go far,” Will answered. “Anyway, I got a friend out there waitin' to grab her.”

Another angry female screech split the air and Will smiled. “See? She's not goin' anywhere. You fellows mind if we stay and share your campfire for the night?”

Alexa would have smiled if the stick wedged between her teeth would have allowed it. She might be in for a rough night, but now so was Martina.

“Hell, why not,” Tom said. “You can tell me a bit about what kind of training you gave this tough little bitch.” He gave Alexa's rump an open-handed swat, and she yelped.

“She's been put through a little bit of everything,” Will replied as he looked Alexa over. “She don't much care for anal, but she'll take it if she's got to. Tight pussy, like I said. And she's got a real talent for cock sucking, but ain't quite got the knack of swallowing down yet. But it's been a little while since I last seen her, so she might have learned a thing or two on her own. One thing you probably oughtta know is that she's got a bit of an exhibitionist streak, but she can get real shy about havin' other people watch her get fucked.”

“Interesting,” Tom mused. He slipped around behind Alexa and reached around her to fondle her breasts. She squeaked when he pinched her nipples. “Now you've got me wanting to find out just how tight her pussy is. You know any tricks for getting her warmed up?”

“I don't know anything that might apply in this situation,” Will answered with a shrug. “Like I said, she's a bit shy about gettin' fucked in front of an audience.”

“I guess we'll just have to do it the old-fashioned way, then,” Tom said, almost directly into Alexa's ear. “Just relax, female,” he went on in a softer, more intimate tone as his hands slid down between her legs. Alexa squirmed, protesting, even though she knew it wouldn't do her any good.

A man came out of the darkening woods, carrying Martina's limp form slung over his shoulder. Martina's famously photogenic ass hid his face from view at first, but when he roughly dumped his prize onto the ground near Will, Alexa recognized Mike. He smiled at her.

“Got yourself into a real fix, didn't you?” he observed. “But, hey, you beat the old record, so you shouldn't feel too badly.” He looked her spread and naked body up and down. “Damn, you do look good!”

“Would you get back on the job?” Will asked as he stretched Martina out full-length on the ground. “Help me skin this long-legged bitch before she comes around.”

“I could have used some help carrying her back here,” Mike responded. “She's a big girl.”

“I was havin' a conversation with our hosts,” Will said without looking up as he crouched over Martina's recumbent form. He ripped open the blonde's shirt and then sliced her brassiere apart with a pocket knife..

Strung up between the two trees, Alexa watched as Will and Mike quickly stripped Martina down to her beautiful skin. She noticed that the volleyball player had some faint tan lines just before Tom Anderson's fingers started doing things to her pussy that made her gasp, shudder, and lose focus.

“I think she likes to watch,” Tom called out. “Hey, Barry, Simon, come on over and lend a hand. Get that gag out of her mouth for a start, and bring her some water.” He kept on fingering Alexa, gently but firmly as his brothers came over to help. One of them held a water bottle to Alexa's mouth after his brother had removed the gag and she'd worked a cramp out of her jaws.

“You do like to watch, don't you?” Tom asked with a hint of a smirk on his face. Alexa merely nodded after she'd gulped down all of the water she was offered. There were rough male hands all over her body now, stroking, fondling and squeezing, and muscular male bodies pressing up against hers from in front, from behind, and from the side. As distracting as all that physical contact was becoming, it wasn't quite enough to make her tear her gaze away from what Will and Mike were doing to Martina. They had bound her wrists together over her head and tied them off to the trunk of another small tree. The tall blonde's ankles were also tied together. The two men had stretched her out full-length on her back and seemed to be looking for a good place to anchor their prize to. Martina had only recovered a little from the effects of the tranquilizer dart, so her struggles were feeble. Even as she felt her body beginning to respond to all the attention it was getting, Alexa wanted very much to see what was going to happen to Martina. In fact, watching that blonde bitch getting what was coming to her only added to her growing arousal.

“Well,” Tom went on as his fingers kept probing and stroking her, inside and out, “it does seem to be helping you along here, but when I fuck a female I like to be the center of her attention. Simon, go get that blonde's shirt and bring it on over here, would you?”

Alexa wondered absently about why he would want Martina's shirt, but then Tom hit an especially sensitive spot. She shuddered, threw her head back and hissed through clenched teeth.

“That's more like it,” Tom said with a nasty little chuckle as he tickled that very same spot again. Again, Alexa shuddered and hissed. The other Anderson brother, who had to be Barry, was still roughly fondling her breasts, squeezing her nipples and pulling on them. Her vision got blurry just before it went away completely. She panicked about that for a moment until she realized that Martina's shirt had been pulled over her head and was somehow being tied in place. She tossed her head, trying to dislodge it, but it was no good.

“She's ready,” she heard Tom say. “Let's see how tight this pussy really is.”

She felt fingers spreading her pussy lips now, and something thicker, blunt and just as hard as those fingers, probing along her exposed slit. She quit struggling. It was going to happen now, no matter what, and she was almost aching for it anyway. She felt the cock pushing up into her. She couldn't see it at all, but it felt thick as it began to stretch her. She bore down, trying to make it as difficult as possible for him to penetrate her completely. She heard him grunt, grab her ass roughly, and use the leverage to ram himself home. Now he felt long as well as thick. Alexa moaned and let her head loll back. She couldn't see anything anymore, but she could feel everything, including those hands still mauling her tits, and she could hear the sounds of someone being whipped, accompanied by Martina's cries of pain.

Tom – it had to be Tom, since he was clearly the leader of his little gang of siblings – began pumping her, strong and hard and rhythmically, making Alexa grunt breathily with each strong thrust.

“How tight is she, brother?” one of the other Andersons asked.

“Pretty damned tight,” Tom grunted as he began thrusting faster and harder. “I'll get 'er loosened up for you, don't worry.”

Alexa moaned again. She'd rarely had any gang-bang fantasies, but what was happening to her was just as rough and brutal as anything she'd ever imagined. She wondered if Will or Mike were watching what was being done to her, but that was no more than a brief and hazy thought that flickered through her mind. She surrendered with a deep groan as Tom kept plowing away. It didn't feel as if he was making any special effort to bring her to climax, but he didn't really have to. Everything that had been done to her, everything that was being done to her, had her so aroused that she barely felt the ropes at her wrists and ankles, or how tired her arms and legs were. The only sensation that mattered was that thick cock thrusting over and over again into her.

When she came, she lost what little self-control she had left. It felt as if her body had unleashed its own private earthquake as she cried out, over and over again, as Tom kept on fucking her. Her tremors and cries only stopped when Tom thrust himself as deeply into her as he could and gripped her ass painfully as he groaned and shuddered himself. He let her go only after some long and motionless moments when almost all that Alexa could feel was his warm, moist breath on her neck and shoulder. Then he pulled out of her and stepped away, leaving her feeling suddenly chilly.

“Tight?” Alexa heard one of the brothers ask Tom.

“Tight,” Tom replied simply. “Really tight. Next!”

Alexa braced herself, waiting to feel another hard male body press up against her. She had all but forgotten about the one who had been behind her all this time, mauling her breasts. When she felt his cock between her legs she had a moment of panic that she was about to be used anally after all, but instead whoever it was began to take her from behind. She was still wet and sensitive from Tom's hard fucking, and this new angle teased and tickled her in different places than he had. Alexa cried out. Faintly, as if from a far distance, she heard Martina crying out as well, either in pain or in pleasure. Alexa neither knew nor cared which it was. The hands on her breasts slid down to grasp her by her hips. She tried to make it easier for whoever was using her now by arching her back for him, but the ropes held her too tightly for her to alter her position much. Still, it was enough to do her a lot of good. She could feel another orgasm building almost immediately. Whichever Anderson brother was fucking her this time came before she did, but managed to keep going just long enough. Her orgasm this time was weaker than her first, but still strong enough to make her shudder and gasp. Her legs felt rubbery when he pulled out of her, but the ropes at her wrists kept her from falling, painful as that was to her shoulders. Then the third Anderson brother came in for his turn, taking her from in front, fucking her harder and faster than the first two, slapping her bruised and stinging ass as he pumped her. Alexa felt completely used up before he was finished. At the same time she realized that she wasn't going to come for a third time and all of this vigorous activity was making her start to feel sore all over. When her latest assailant gripped her tightly and groaned, all she could do was sigh in relief that her ordeal was over for now. The last Anderson pulled out of her and stepped away after giving her ass one last hard slap. Alexa could hear the crackling of the campfire, Martina's muffled whining, and her own breath starting to come in ragged gasps as the shirt wrapped around her head suddenly felt suffocating. Were they going to leave her strung up like this all night? She didn't think she'd be able to stand that, as much as she hated the thought of chickening out in front of Martina.