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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…”

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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.

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Jason stayed near Carla at all times. He didn't do this because he had thought her lost to him and was afraid to be risk losing her again (which he was). He didn't stay at her side because he had lost all of his family, save his sister. Jason stayed near Carla because she had lost her whole family. He was all that she had left, and Jason was determined to be there for her. When she wanted to talk, he was there to listen. When Carla needed to cry, Jason was at her side. When she mourned in...

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Hunting trip

The snowy Montana sceanery was beautiful. My stress and saddness were all ready begining to fade. The idea of letting my anger out on hinting made me feel better. My name is Jake. I am 6"3 and an atheltic body. I had a six pack (who doesn't these days) and brown hair with light green and brown eyes. All my life I have been complimented for my good looks, but I was far from narssasistic. The only one thing that separated me from the average 19 year old guy, was that I was gay. And no I not the...

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Wildflower Goes Hunting

A wonderful shiver goes down my spine when i look out my window and see you walking up to my door.  I love the way you look in your hunting gear, various tools hanging off your belt. "Just like Batman's utility belt!", I think to myself giggling.  My face shows my silly delight as I greet you at the door.  "What are you up to?" you ask with a smile on your face.  "Wondering if you have any rope hiding in that belt of yours."   I say with a wide grin on my face.  "Always have rope when I'm with...

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The Hunting Trip0

“Are you kidding??” Was all Jacob could say to his father. The other three guys watching and finishing their dinner. His father would nod his no “you dint think you would be the youngster of the cabin forever did you? I mean let’s be honest now Jake your seventeen now.” Jake would just shake his head as big john spoke “you know I was kind of hoping you could help my kid out a little, we old guys aren’t what we used to be accept your old man.” Big john would continue talking as his laughed...

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The Hunting Trip

Introduction: two part storie… this will be a two part story, with some basis of realism. there is some action, but its not one of those jerk off type stories (see myother stories) Are you kidding?? Was all Jacob could say to his father. The other three guys watching and finishing their dinner. His father would nod his no you dint think you would be the youngster of the cabin forever did you? I mean lets be honest now Jake your seventeen now. Jake would just shake his head as big john spoke...

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the hunting trip my best friend 2

Hunting trips are usually fun. Being stuck at a hunting lodge with my best friend ,Howard, in the middle of a raging blizzard is not my definition of fun. Howard was standing at the window looking out. Outside the snow was coming down so hard you couldn't more than a few feet out. "Well at least we got free liquor out of this." I said as I handed him another C-N-C. Howard gave me that look as he took the drink from me. "Next time we see a story on hunting in Alaska, let's remember this and...

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The Hunting Trip 4

They walked until she began complaining, but they were already there. It was a beautiful opening, a small creek, tree lines, and little green patch of grass. “We set up here for now, it’s my favorite hunting spot and sure spot for a kill for a newbie” he smirked. They set up a small hunting tent with open windows on a small ledge of rocks overlooking the whole area. They weren’t even there for a few moments before a large doe walked into opening. Jacob whispered to her...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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Hunting Trip 1

“Are you kidding??” Was all Jacob could say to his father. The other three guys watching and finishing their dinner. His father would nod his no “you dint think you would be the youngster of the cabin forever did you? I mean let’s be honest now Jake your seventeen now.” Jake would just shake his head as big john spoke “you know I was kind of hoping you could help my kid out a little, we old guys aren’t what we used to be accept your old man.” Big john would continue talking as his laughed at...

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Hunting

This is fantasy... The sun rose on another spring morning. The college quad came to life, the bookstore and cafeteria opened. The smell of eggs cooking, coffee brewing filtered thru the air. He bought a large coffee and sat down on a bench and waited, waited for a coed, another easy tatget to follow. He'd size her up and capture her for his use. Four times he'd done it already. Three blondes and one brunette, all small, under five foot six. All cute with shoulder length hair. He watched as...

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SRU Hunting Season

Note: This is rather tame compared to the other SRU stories and I took a few liberties with this one. I hope that I don't piss anyone off with it. There is no sex on this one so if that is a deciding factor for you, pass this one by. Please let me know what you think of this story, whether you like or dislike it. I have other stories that I'm working on and hopefully will post in the future. This story may be posted to any sight that doesn't charge a fee. All others must get my...

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Bare Hunting fantasy fiction

I wrote this for my then fiance' Lynn; now happily married. Enjoy![image][/image]It had been a cold fall season to this point. Overcast and dreary skies had dominated the landscape for what seemed like days on end. It could be enough to cause someone one to become depressed, but for me, the anticipation was only growing with each passing day. We had both been planning and looking forward to this for weeks by now. A hunting trip! But this would be no ordinary hunting trip you see. What we had...

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Big Game Hunting in AlabamaChapter 9

We must have been the good luck charm because two weeks later we got a call from Mrs. Roberts that the other two sibling-pairs had been spoken for. Therefore, she wanted to know if we would like to keep Jim and Mary. It only took a short conversation for Jo and me to decide on the adoption. Jo called Mrs. Roberts and set up the final meeting to get some more paperwork done. At that time, the kids would come home with us and the court date would be finalized. Jo and I could hardly wait! The...

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Strange RelationshipsChapter 25 Some Girls Set Up to go Dear Hunting

The Darla Jean Nevins that showed up at school on Monday was not the same one who had left the previous Friday, and a number of people noticed. Oh, the clothing was the same -- but the presentation was different. Her shirt was still shapeless, but it was open another button, for instance. Her slacks rode lower -- or did they? Maybe it was all attitude... Darla Jean's habitual impenetrable reserve wasn't there; her camouflage had apparently either been shut off or otherwise wasn't working....

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Hunting DelightsChapter 2 Hunting

On the day that Ramzy El-Najjar attended his first hunt he was totally enraptured with the whole affair. He had seen pictures of English hunts, of course, and his contemporaries at Cornell University had regarded them as one of the "real quaint old English traditions", a "must see" on a trip to Europe which few of them had ever seen outside of a cinema. The real thing was even more romantic to his eighteen year old eyes than any imaginings could have been; the hunters were resplendent in...

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The Hunting Party

THE HUNTING PARTY(Based on a retouch by Sam Leo) By C It was about noon when the three hunters reached the Peninsula. It took nospecial gift to tell that this place was magical: the insects that had tormentedthem for a week now disappeared; a cool breeze now rendered the tropical humiditybearable; and that breeze carried with it a strange but pleasant perfume: somethinglike cloves and cinnamon. "That's their scent," said Sam. "You're sure about that?" asked Dave. "Oh yeah. You can't forget...

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