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I arrived at the base of the beautiful snowy mountainside lodge. A grand mansion built in the style of a log cabin sat as pretty as a painted picture out in the open, surrounded by the snow-covered fir trees. The sun had only just set, and the beautiful Christmas lights that adorned the outside trims and windowsills of the beautiful building glowed in their sparkly rainbow-coloured wonderment, keeping the blackness of the northern night sky at bay.
Inside, the yellow roaring fire of the giant brick chimney which stood dead centre of the main hall had cast the halls in a hug-like warmth. There was only a small handful of guests and staff members milling about.
I set my backpack down at the main desk, and proceeded to sign myself in with the aid of a polite smiley receptionist. I then joined a friendly looking group of guests sat in the corner by a large window. They were young, bearded gap-year students wearing thick winter jackets and clothes, and they were very jovial having clearly had their fair share of blood-warming beer. I quickly embraced the good humour of the group, as we celebrated the coming holidays. All was good...
Suddenly there was a great crashing sound. All of the lights had shut off in the blink of an eye. The only light now coming from the yellow glow of the fireplace. Everyone looked around in uneasy tension.
"Please, remain calm."
A male staff member declared, but his voice had a certain hesitance to it.
"Pay your electric bills much?"
One of the students joked with a nervous chuckle.
"Please, remain calm."
The staff member repeated, before he quickly hurried off to the maintenance room to assist the other staff in trying to solve the blackout problem.
Everyone was feeling very uneasy. The taste of the air had quickly altered. None of us could put our fingers on it, but the atmosphere had changed. The hairs on the back of our necks had stood up. It was like an unseen force was threatening us from the shadow.
"How difficult is it to change a fuse?"
An older guest had questioned loudly from across the room.
"Or get a backup generator running?"
Another moaned.
"I don't like this!"
A young woman cried out, as panic began to set in her.
"Calm down. It's just a blackout."
Her boyfriend tried to comfort her.
There was a sudden commotion. A hive of activity quickly enveloped the staff, as they grabbed a bunch of heavy-duty tools and rushed outside into the snowy surrounds.
"What's gotten into them?"
A student asked. I just shrugged my shoulders and watched as they quickly exited the lodge.
"Probably a polar bear wanting to check in for the night."
Another student joked uneasily.
Everyone started holding their phones out, to blindingly shine their lights around the large room to see in the dim darkness. I also used my phone light to see. I walked over to another large window, and peered outside. The lights from the phones was obscuring my view.
Suddenly, the screams and yells came.
The sound of violence blared from outside the lodge. Everyone rushed over to the various windows to check out the commotion. I clicked off my phone light to see more clearer from my window. I couldn't really see any detail except for the shadows against the snow of the staff rushing around and fighting something.
I could see a crowd of shadows emerging from the fir woods. The staff members were fighting back against them, but were being overrun. The staff then turned heeled, and rushed back to the safety of the lodge. They entered with haste, and quickly slammed the front doors shut behind them. They all grabbed flagpoles by the entrance and wedged them through the hooped handles on the door to barricade them shut.
There was a few moments of uneasy silence.
"What's going on out there?"
The nervous woman asked, her voice all shaky.
"Please, remain calm."
Another member of staff nervously stated, out of breath and sweating.
CRASH!
A window on the front door was suddenly shattered by angry hands. That crowd outside was desperately trying to break in. They were groaning angrily as they fell over themselves while lashing violently at the doors and windows. Guests began to scream and run towards the centre of the lodge, next to the fireplace.
I just backed slowly towards the fireplace, looking for anything to defend myself with. I noticed the heavy iron fire-poker beside the fireplace, and picked it up.
"Please, remain calm."
The staff members repeated to us as they nervously faced towards the front doors.
The flagpole barricade began to give way. The doors awkwardly broke open by the sheer weight of the angry horde fighting to get in. I wielded the fire poker, ready to defend myself.
With loud cracks and bashes, the door splintered open enough for bodies in the crowd to start spilling inside. I realised right away, from the glow of the fire casting yellow light upon them, that these weren't people... They were zombies!
Without hesitation, I charged at the smelly rotting monsters, and began bashing their heads in with the sharp end of the poker. I stabbed their skulls, which crumbled in like thick eggshells. I fought valiantly, as staff members and a couple other guests grabbed improvised weapons and joined the defence of the main hall. But the numbers were just too overwhelming. Thousands of the undead beasts kept on coming. My arms slowly grew hot and tired from swinging the heavy iron around. I backed away.
"Take up defensive positions! Triangle around me!"
I yelled out.
Nobody listened. Everyone around me was too panicked to follow any orders. More and more zombies broke through. More and more rotten bodies came at us. They forced our backs against the brick chimney.
All was lost...
The loud jingle of bells suddenly cut through the air. There was an extra chorus of new voices yelling out in manic fighting. With lots of squishy, wet thuds, the large heaving crowd of zombies slowly thinned out. I peered over the increasing pile of dead bodies, to see our saviours.
Christmas elves!
...Or grown adults of varying ages, genders and races, dressed up as Santa's grotto helpers, in their green tunics and trousers, and red and white stripy hats and curly-toed black buckled shoes. There was coagulated bloodsplatter staining there festive clothes in a dirty mud-like red.
They were yelling and cheering and warcrying as they waded violently through the thousands of living dead beings, cutting them all down in their wake with their red and white striped baseball bats, machetes, and assault rifles.
After some minutes, the zombie threat was ended.
A brief moment of calm swept over the lodge like the lapping of a wave. We cheered and thanked our saviours, who just grinned maniacally at us like possessed Christmas-flavoured demons.
The ones toting assault rifles suddenly aimed them at us.
"Supplies. Now."
One demanded.
"Excuse me?"
A female staff member stepped forward to question.
A sudden burst of gunfire cracked out. She was gunned down right before us. Her body now littered the ground with the rest of the dead creatures.
"Your supplies. They're ours now. Give them to us."
One of the store elves demanded impatiently.
"Are.. Are they seriously real???"
One of the gap-year students quietly whispered in a scared hushed voice to me, behind my ear which was still ringing from the loud gunfire moments ago.
"They are for real,"
I subtly answered in a hushed whisper of my own,
"Just look into their eyes, only retail workers dressed up as elves and forced to work around the Christmas holidays can possibly be more dead inside than zombies!"
"Fuck it. Shoot them."
Another dressed-up elf shrugged casually.
Rapid gunfire quickly rang out loudly like small fireworks in a tin pan.
Somehow, in the chaos and bloody pandemonium, I was able to dive behind the brick chimney just in time which was quickly crumbling down from the bullets. It provided me with just enough cover to rush towards one of the bullet-hole shattered windows to dive through. Shards of little glass cut my exposed skin, but the damage was only minimal. My thick winter coat was able to provide enough padded protection to the body, and my long thick hair was able to protect my scalp from any damage too.
The elves cried out the order to stop me, so I ran as fast as I could in the thick snow into the shelter of the snowy evergreen woods.
My heart pounded like a hammer inside my chest as I rushed through the maze of trees in the dark night. The only glimmer of light to aid me was the majestic lights of the aurora which began its beautiful dance high above. I could hear the many hundreds of elves in the surrounding woods yelling out behind me. I heard the roar of engines as some were chasing on snowmobiles.
I ran, and I ran, and I ran.
I flew and I tumbled down the slope of the snowy mountainside. I didn't know where I was headed, I just had to keep running to save my life.
The yelling manic voices of the elves slowly grew distant behind me. I knew I was escaping. I was nearly in the clear. I saw a clearing in the woods, with a little stream still running in the distance despite the icy cold temperatures. If I could just make it over to there, by those large boulders and rocks, I could follow the flow of the stream down to hopefully a small mountain town. To safety!
My legs soon felt like heavy logs, but I kept on running as fast as I could, towards the stream.
Just as I passed by a couple more fir trees, my legs suddenly gave way. I fell hard to the snowy ground. Something was holding onto my ankles!
I hurriedly looked down and reached for my ankles. They was wrapped up in thin blue nylon ropes. I quickly pulled at the ropes, trying to set myself free.
The loud engine of a vehicle approached from my flank. The snow crushed under its wheels as it pulled up to a stop. I looked towards the vehicle. It was a open-top old-fashioned army Jeep. It was lit up brightly by strings of Christmas fairy lights adorned around the frames and snow tires. There was 3 young blonde women sitting in it, no older than 20 years of age. Christmas music was blaring loudly from the tinny car radio.
"Well, well, well. Look what present Father Christmas brought us!"
One of them sneered with a manic grin. Her voice was high-pitched, irritatingly so.
They all jumped out eagerly from the small utility vehicle. They were all dressed identically in little red mini-dresses, with white tinsel trim. A red Santa's hat with a white fur bobble on the end. Little curled red shoes with a tinkling bell on the end of the curled toe. The rest of their skin was exposed to the icy air, which didn't effect them negatively at all.
"Let's totally stick her!"
One of them cheered as she produced a large hunting knife from behind her back, and skipped over to me, ahead of the other two.
One of my ankles was still tangled up by the rope. I had to defend myself on the ground. As she came right on top of me, I quickly used my BJJ training to turn her momentum against her and force her to the floor beside me. I quickly scrambled for her hand with the knife in it, and disarmed her with little struggle. She quickly hurried away from me, as I used the knife to cut the rope around my ankle.
Now free, I hastily stood up to my feet, and faced the three blonde psychopaths. They were all laughing like a pack of wild hungry hyenas.
"Aww look! She wants to fight us!"
One laughed.
"Totally!"
Another agreed.
"How dare she want to defend herself and spoil our fun! What a selfish bitch!"
The first sneered with a devilish grin.
"No way! She doesn't want to fight us. She totally wants to play with us!"
The third giggled manically.
"Yes! Totally! She's our new dark-haired Barbie doll! Let's play with her!"
One of them declared menacingly.
"I don't want to play with her! She's a cheat!"
One pouted bitterly, before laughing again.
"Yeah, look! That's so bogus! She's using a knife to cheat! Cheater! Cheater cheat cheat cheater!"
Another taunted me bitterly.
I admit, I was kind of put-off by them talking like Californian valley girls. But I wasn't afraid of them. I was just getting increasingly pissed-off by them and their irritating high-pitched voices.
"I don't need a knife to deal with you bitches."
I dared them as I jammed the knife into the bark of the tree beside me, and faced them with my fists clenched.
"Ooooh!! She's a brave little Barbie!"
One taunted and laughed.
"And to think they call us blondes air-headed bimbos!"
Another joked and laughed gratingly.
"Christ, you're annoying!"
I snapped at them.
"And you're about to be dead, so I guess we're even!"
Another replied with an annoying laugh.
"Agh -- shut up! Come here you little ho ho hoes, so I can deck your halls!"
I challenged as I started to rush towards them.
They didn't show no fear or hesitation at all. They came at me with big wide soulless eyes, and manic grins stretched from ear to ear. I didn't think much of them. They were slimmer than me, slightly smaller than me, and looked a lot weaker than me. Oh how I underestimated them!
As I crashed into them, they quickly overpowered me. It wasn't just the numbers game playing to their advantage. They were surprisingly strong. Much stronger than I anticipated. Much stronger than me!
They were even more nimble too. It was like trying to grapple with cats, they were easily able to slip from my grasp and punish me with scratches, pinches and hair pulls. They were even grabbing at my thick winter clothes, ripping and pulling the fabric off my skin me. I fought as hard as I could, but they were just getting the better of me at every turn. And all the while they were screeching with deranged laughter, and taunting me in their mocking high-pitched irritating dumb blonde valley-girl voices.
Before I knew it, I was pinned down naked in the snow, with one of them sat hard on upper my chest, her back to me and her bum pretty much in my face. One had took advantaged and grabbed me by the ankles to pull and bend my legs up until my feet was by my ears!
I suddenly felt extremely exposed and helpless, and struggling to breath from both being bent up out of shape like that, and having one of them effectively smothering me with her frame. My ordeal was only made worst when the one who wasn't actively near me, suddenly towered over my exposed naked bum being held aloft in the open air, and started spanking me hard!
With every stinging slap of her icy cold hands against my exposed open cheeks, they would all laugh and tease me. The one awkwardly sat atop my chest/face joined in, spanking my quickly blushing bumcheeks with her psycho friend. They even started timing their spanks and slaps on my bum in time to the tinny beat of the Christmas song playing from the Jeep's radio!
The one who was behind me, holding my feet by my head, re-positioned herself slightly so she could see with my heels between her thighs, effectively pinning my painfully bent legs in place whilst freeing her hands so she could reach them around the body of her friend sitting on top of me. I quickly felt what her intentions were, as she started to unmercilessly pinch, pull, tweak, and twist my nipples. My nips were rock hard from the cold, which made it all the more easier for her to get as strong a grip on them as she pleased.
I could only cry out in pain and beg for them to stop. But there was going to be no stopping their party on me.
With every agonising moment of pain and humiliation endured, I grew weaker. My muscles were giving up on me, my sinews softened greatly, and my resolve to keep fighting paled.
Even when they stopped torturing me in that hold and got off me briefly, I couldn't find any will to muster myself away from them. I just tried desperately to pick myself up, but all I could manage to do was turn over onto my front.
"Where'd you think you're going?!"
One of them shrieked with manic laughter, as she eagerly jumped onto my back, crushing me down into the slushy snow beneath me.
She grabbed my arms and pulled them back, lifting my head and upper back up as she did so. I strained for breath as my body bent unnaturally backwards like that. Another, demonstrating her full nimble gymnastic prowess, briefly cartwheeled beside me, and landed with her legs wrapped around my neck and head, as she faced towards her crazy friend sitting on my back. From my point of view, all I could look at was the heels of her feet as she crossed her legs to really tighten her leg scissors on me.
The third one, with that deranged manic evil grin on her face, slowly approached me. She kicked one of her curly shoes off, exposing her bare foot to the winter air, and then unceremoniously jammed her red-painted toes into my mouth, as she laughed mockingly.
"Open wide, slut!"
She taunted as she laughed.
I couldn't even find the strength in my achy tired jaw to bite her.
"Now that's what I call a cheesy Christmas present!"
The one pulling my arms bending me backwards joked, which garnered annoying shrieks of mocking giggles from all three of them.
As soon as she pulled her foot away from me, I began to splutter and tried to spit in disgust. Anything to get the taste of her foot out of my mouth!
"Tasty?"
She asked as she wiggled her wet slimy spit-covered toes in front of my eyes, and then howled with taunting laughter at me.
"She's such a total faker! Bet she loves feet really!"
The one squeezing my neck/head between her solid thighs teased and laughed.
"Totally! I bet the little slut's never gotten more wetter than right now 'cos of that!"
The other agreed with a derisive giggle.
"And we so need her wet. More play time for us!"
One declared with a big grin.
"The wetter, the better!"
Another laughed.
"Ugh! Well then jokes on you dumb bitches,"
I defied,
"I don't even have a foot fetish!"
There was a moments pause.
"...You will!"
The one in front of me suddenly shrieked with laughter as she pressed the ball of her foot hard against my lips. I was somehow able to keep my lips shut tight enough to resist her from putting her gross cheesy toes into my mouth again.
She quickly grew tired of trying to force her foot in my mouth, and instead, with a small evil giggle, stepped back and walked away from me. She disappeared from my point of view, as I was completely unable to move my head what with it being trapped solid between the tight squeezy confines of that leg scissors.
She returned moments later though, holding in her hands a long tangled roll of fairy lights.
"Wait wait wait. New game!"
She giggled excitedly,
"Release her head."
She started directing traffic on me, as the other two eagerly followed her lead. In a brief moment of freedom, I tried to scramble away from them, but the torture had taken its toll on me. I was just too physically exhausted to move gracefully. I was quickly pinned back down again. All three of them were now leaning down hard onto my back, and pulling at my arms. Next thing I knew, they had tied my arms together, straight as a board behind my back, with those strings of lights wrapped like spiderwebs around the branches of my arms.
They then rolled me over onto my back, crooked my legs together, with my calves pressing against the back of my thighs, and swiftly tied my legs in place like that. With my heels pressing firmly against my bum, I was fully tied up and helpless. If I dared so much as to even attempt to straighten my legs, the muscles in my thighs threatened immediately to seize up into an excruciating cramp. I had no choice but to just lay still and let them do whatever they wanted to me...
They really took their playtime seriously, despite all the irritating giggles, annoying taunts and teases. One of them had produced a candy cane, and shoved it into my mouth.
"Suck on my candy, bitch!"
She demanded with a manic laugh as she held the minty stick firmly between my lips.
I really didn't want to piss them off, so I just literally sucked it up!
"Oooh look at her go. She's a total natural at sucking on a big pole!"
Another taunted me while she was busy pinching and twisting my stiff nipples between her finger and thumb.
"Ram it down her throat! Make the bitch choke!"
The other impatiently dared with a deranged grin on her face. The one holding the candy cane in my mouth was more than happy to comply...
I choked and spluttered as she kept repeatedly thrusting the sticky thick minty rock down my throat. As if I didn't hate those disgusting holiday sweets enough as it is already, this was doing nothing to change my mind on them!
She finally pulled it out of my mouth, and inspected its sticky wetness.
"Hmm... Good enough!"
She then giggled like a hyena, and handed it to the one who was kneeling between my thighs.
She took the candy cane from her friend, and without warning, pressed it up between my thighs!
I was helpless to do anything but to feel that hard stick invade and stretch my spongy walls. I closed my eyes, and just took it...
When they finished with the candy cane, they simply threw it away in the snow, and one of them just dived right in between my thighs, and started eating me out. The other lent down to start suckling and nibbling on my teats. She wasn't gentle at all. She took great joy in pinching my stiff nipple between her teeth and pulling on it until my flesh slipped from her sharp toothy grip as I was powerless to resist. And the third one, simply hitched the small skirt of her mini-dress up, revealing she had no knickers on, and sat down on my face. She didn't even demand for me to lick her, she just casually began to fuck my face as she grinned mightily pleased and satisfied with herself.
I can't tell you how long the ordeal lasted for. Whenever they got bored of doing one thing to me, they would do something else. They were entirely creatures of hedonistic impulse. They toyed and played with me like a pack of laughing hyenas helping themselves to an open feast.
Eventually, they had their fill of hyper-sexual fun with me. They all got up, and looked down at me laying helpless and tied on the snowy ground, naked and bedraggled.
"Now what?"
One of them asked with a curious soft chuckle.
"Let's hang her upside down and slit her throat -- like a little piggy!"
One suggested and oinked mockingly a few times, with eager bloodlust manic eyes and a snarling grin, before she started for that hunting knife stuck in the tree trunk.
"Wait! I totally just got an awesome idea,"
Another sneered an evil thoughtful grin, stopping her friend in her tracks,
"Let's keep her and play more with her later!"
The other two looked at her like she was insane. Well, she was. They all was!
"...Y'know, until she becomes a boring broken toy. Then we'll totally kill her!"
She added.
The other two laughed and eagerly accepted the idea.
"Come on, dolly. We're going to have even more fun with you!"
They threatened, as they all grabbed a tied up limb of mine each, and began degradingly dragging me through the snow towards their vehicle.
I tried to struggle, but there was clearly no hope of escape for me. I could only whimper and shiver. They picked me up off the ground, and just dumped me into the back of the old rickety SUV.
They all took their places in the vehicle, and turned the radio knob making the old cheesy Christmas song play even more undecipherably louder. They peeled away in the snow, laughing all the way.
I was left to the fate of that pack of hyenas, where my Christmas was going to be anything but merry...!
The end.
Inside, the yellow roaring fire of the giant brick chimney which stood dead centre of the main hall had cast the halls in a hug-like warmth. There was only a small handful of guests and staff members milling about.
I set my backpack down at the main desk, and proceeded to sign myself in with the aid of a polite smiley receptionist. I then joined a friendly looking group of guests sat in the corner by a large window. They were young, bearded gap-year students wearing thick winter jackets and clothes, and they were very jovial having clearly had their fair share of blood-warming beer. I quickly embraced the good humour of the group, as we celebrated the coming holidays. All was good...
Suddenly there was a great crashing sound. All of the lights had shut off in the blink of an eye. The only light now coming from the yellow glow of the fireplace. Everyone looked around in uneasy tension.
"Please, remain calm."
A male staff member declared, but his voice had a certain hesitance to it.
"Pay your electric bills much?"
One of the students joked with a nervous chuckle.
"Please, remain calm."
The staff member repeated, before he quickly hurried off to the maintenance room to assist the other staff in trying to solve the blackout problem.
Everyone was feeling very uneasy. The taste of the air had quickly altered. None of us could put our fingers on it, but the atmosphere had changed. The hairs on the back of our necks had stood up. It was like an unseen force was threatening us from the shadow.
"How difficult is it to change a fuse?"
An older guest had questioned loudly from across the room.
"Or get a backup generator running?"
Another moaned.
"I don't like this!"
A young woman cried out, as panic began to set in her.
"Calm down. It's just a blackout."
Her boyfriend tried to comfort her.
There was a sudden commotion. A hive of activity quickly enveloped the staff, as they grabbed a bunch of heavy-duty tools and rushed outside into the snowy surrounds.
"What's gotten into them?"
A student asked. I just shrugged my shoulders and watched as they quickly exited the lodge.
"Probably a polar bear wanting to check in for the night."
Another student joked uneasily.
Everyone started holding their phones out, to blindingly shine their lights around the large room to see in the dim darkness. I also used my phone light to see. I walked over to another large window, and peered outside. The lights from the phones was obscuring my view.
Suddenly, the screams and yells came.
The sound of violence blared from outside the lodge. Everyone rushed over to the various windows to check out the commotion. I clicked off my phone light to see more clearer from my window. I couldn't really see any detail except for the shadows against the snow of the staff rushing around and fighting something.
I could see a crowd of shadows emerging from the fir woods. The staff members were fighting back against them, but were being overrun. The staff then turned heeled, and rushed back to the safety of the lodge. They entered with haste, and quickly slammed the front doors shut behind them. They all grabbed flagpoles by the entrance and wedged them through the hooped handles on the door to barricade them shut.
There was a few moments of uneasy silence.
"What's going on out there?"
The nervous woman asked, her voice all shaky.
"Please, remain calm."
Another member of staff nervously stated, out of breath and sweating.
CRASH!
A window on the front door was suddenly shattered by angry hands. That crowd outside was desperately trying to break in. They were groaning angrily as they fell over themselves while lashing violently at the doors and windows. Guests began to scream and run towards the centre of the lodge, next to the fireplace.
I just backed slowly towards the fireplace, looking for anything to defend myself with. I noticed the heavy iron fire-poker beside the fireplace, and picked it up.
"Please, remain calm."
The staff members repeated to us as they nervously faced towards the front doors.
The flagpole barricade began to give way. The doors awkwardly broke open by the sheer weight of the angry horde fighting to get in. I wielded the fire poker, ready to defend myself.
With loud cracks and bashes, the door splintered open enough for bodies in the crowd to start spilling inside. I realised right away, from the glow of the fire casting yellow light upon them, that these weren't people... They were zombies!
Without hesitation, I charged at the smelly rotting monsters, and began bashing their heads in with the sharp end of the poker. I stabbed their skulls, which crumbled in like thick eggshells. I fought valiantly, as staff members and a couple other guests grabbed improvised weapons and joined the defence of the main hall. But the numbers were just too overwhelming. Thousands of the undead beasts kept on coming. My arms slowly grew hot and tired from swinging the heavy iron around. I backed away.
"Take up defensive positions! Triangle around me!"
I yelled out.
Nobody listened. Everyone around me was too panicked to follow any orders. More and more zombies broke through. More and more rotten bodies came at us. They forced our backs against the brick chimney.
All was lost...
The loud jingle of bells suddenly cut through the air. There was an extra chorus of new voices yelling out in manic fighting. With lots of squishy, wet thuds, the large heaving crowd of zombies slowly thinned out. I peered over the increasing pile of dead bodies, to see our saviours.
Christmas elves!
...Or grown adults of varying ages, genders and races, dressed up as Santa's grotto helpers, in their green tunics and trousers, and red and white stripy hats and curly-toed black buckled shoes. There was coagulated bloodsplatter staining there festive clothes in a dirty mud-like red.
They were yelling and cheering and warcrying as they waded violently through the thousands of living dead beings, cutting them all down in their wake with their red and white striped baseball bats, machetes, and assault rifles.
After some minutes, the zombie threat was ended.
A brief moment of calm swept over the lodge like the lapping of a wave. We cheered and thanked our saviours, who just grinned maniacally at us like possessed Christmas-flavoured demons.
The ones toting assault rifles suddenly aimed them at us.
"Supplies. Now."
One demanded.
"Excuse me?"
A female staff member stepped forward to question.
A sudden burst of gunfire cracked out. She was gunned down right before us. Her body now littered the ground with the rest of the dead creatures.
"Your supplies. They're ours now. Give them to us."
One of the store elves demanded impatiently.
"Are.. Are they seriously real???"
One of the gap-year students quietly whispered in a scared hushed voice to me, behind my ear which was still ringing from the loud gunfire moments ago.
"They are for real,"
I subtly answered in a hushed whisper of my own,
"Just look into their eyes, only retail workers dressed up as elves and forced to work around the Christmas holidays can possibly be more dead inside than zombies!"
"Fuck it. Shoot them."
Another dressed-up elf shrugged casually.
Rapid gunfire quickly rang out loudly like small fireworks in a tin pan.
Somehow, in the chaos and bloody pandemonium, I was able to dive behind the brick chimney just in time which was quickly crumbling down from the bullets. It provided me with just enough cover to rush towards one of the bullet-hole shattered windows to dive through. Shards of little glass cut my exposed skin, but the damage was only minimal. My thick winter coat was able to provide enough padded protection to the body, and my long thick hair was able to protect my scalp from any damage too.
The elves cried out the order to stop me, so I ran as fast as I could in the thick snow into the shelter of the snowy evergreen woods.
My heart pounded like a hammer inside my chest as I rushed through the maze of trees in the dark night. The only glimmer of light to aid me was the majestic lights of the aurora which began its beautiful dance high above. I could hear the many hundreds of elves in the surrounding woods yelling out behind me. I heard the roar of engines as some were chasing on snowmobiles.
I ran, and I ran, and I ran.
I flew and I tumbled down the slope of the snowy mountainside. I didn't know where I was headed, I just had to keep running to save my life.
The yelling manic voices of the elves slowly grew distant behind me. I knew I was escaping. I was nearly in the clear. I saw a clearing in the woods, with a little stream still running in the distance despite the icy cold temperatures. If I could just make it over to there, by those large boulders and rocks, I could follow the flow of the stream down to hopefully a small mountain town. To safety!
My legs soon felt like heavy logs, but I kept on running as fast as I could, towards the stream.
Just as I passed by a couple more fir trees, my legs suddenly gave way. I fell hard to the snowy ground. Something was holding onto my ankles!
I hurriedly looked down and reached for my ankles. They was wrapped up in thin blue nylon ropes. I quickly pulled at the ropes, trying to set myself free.
The loud engine of a vehicle approached from my flank. The snow crushed under its wheels as it pulled up to a stop. I looked towards the vehicle. It was a open-top old-fashioned army Jeep. It was lit up brightly by strings of Christmas fairy lights adorned around the frames and snow tires. There was 3 young blonde women sitting in it, no older than 20 years of age. Christmas music was blaring loudly from the tinny car radio.
"Well, well, well. Look what present Father Christmas brought us!"
One of them sneered with a manic grin. Her voice was high-pitched, irritatingly so.
They all jumped out eagerly from the small utility vehicle. They were all dressed identically in little red mini-dresses, with white tinsel trim. A red Santa's hat with a white fur bobble on the end. Little curled red shoes with a tinkling bell on the end of the curled toe. The rest of their skin was exposed to the icy air, which didn't effect them negatively at all.
"Let's totally stick her!"
One of them cheered as she produced a large hunting knife from behind her back, and skipped over to me, ahead of the other two.
One of my ankles was still tangled up by the rope. I had to defend myself on the ground. As she came right on top of me, I quickly used my BJJ training to turn her momentum against her and force her to the floor beside me. I quickly scrambled for her hand with the knife in it, and disarmed her with little struggle. She quickly hurried away from me, as I used the knife to cut the rope around my ankle.
Now free, I hastily stood up to my feet, and faced the three blonde psychopaths. They were all laughing like a pack of wild hungry hyenas.
"Aww look! She wants to fight us!"
One laughed.
"Totally!"
Another agreed.
"How dare she want to defend herself and spoil our fun! What a selfish bitch!"
The first sneered with a devilish grin.
"No way! She doesn't want to fight us. She totally wants to play with us!"
The third giggled manically.
"Yes! Totally! She's our new dark-haired Barbie doll! Let's play with her!"
One of them declared menacingly.
"I don't want to play with her! She's a cheat!"
One pouted bitterly, before laughing again.
"Yeah, look! That's so bogus! She's using a knife to cheat! Cheater! Cheater cheat cheat cheater!"
Another taunted me bitterly.
I admit, I was kind of put-off by them talking like Californian valley girls. But I wasn't afraid of them. I was just getting increasingly pissed-off by them and their irritating high-pitched voices.
"I don't need a knife to deal with you bitches."
I dared them as I jammed the knife into the bark of the tree beside me, and faced them with my fists clenched.
"Ooooh!! She's a brave little Barbie!"
One taunted and laughed.
"And to think they call us blondes air-headed bimbos!"
Another joked and laughed gratingly.
"Christ, you're annoying!"
I snapped at them.
"And you're about to be dead, so I guess we're even!"
Another replied with an annoying laugh.
"Agh -- shut up! Come here you little ho ho hoes, so I can deck your halls!"
I challenged as I started to rush towards them.
They didn't show no fear or hesitation at all. They came at me with big wide soulless eyes, and manic grins stretched from ear to ear. I didn't think much of them. They were slimmer than me, slightly smaller than me, and looked a lot weaker than me. Oh how I underestimated them!
As I crashed into them, they quickly overpowered me. It wasn't just the numbers game playing to their advantage. They were surprisingly strong. Much stronger than I anticipated. Much stronger than me!
They were even more nimble too. It was like trying to grapple with cats, they were easily able to slip from my grasp and punish me with scratches, pinches and hair pulls. They were even grabbing at my thick winter clothes, ripping and pulling the fabric off my skin me. I fought as hard as I could, but they were just getting the better of me at every turn. And all the while they were screeching with deranged laughter, and taunting me in their mocking high-pitched irritating dumb blonde valley-girl voices.
Before I knew it, I was pinned down naked in the snow, with one of them sat hard on upper my chest, her back to me and her bum pretty much in my face. One had took advantaged and grabbed me by the ankles to pull and bend my legs up until my feet was by my ears!
I suddenly felt extremely exposed and helpless, and struggling to breath from both being bent up out of shape like that, and having one of them effectively smothering me with her frame. My ordeal was only made worst when the one who wasn't actively near me, suddenly towered over my exposed naked bum being held aloft in the open air, and started spanking me hard!
With every stinging slap of her icy cold hands against my exposed open cheeks, they would all laugh and tease me. The one awkwardly sat atop my chest/face joined in, spanking my quickly blushing bumcheeks with her psycho friend. They even started timing their spanks and slaps on my bum in time to the tinny beat of the Christmas song playing from the Jeep's radio!
The one who was behind me, holding my feet by my head, re-positioned herself slightly so she could see with my heels between her thighs, effectively pinning my painfully bent legs in place whilst freeing her hands so she could reach them around the body of her friend sitting on top of me. I quickly felt what her intentions were, as she started to unmercilessly pinch, pull, tweak, and twist my nipples. My nips were rock hard from the cold, which made it all the more easier for her to get as strong a grip on them as she pleased.
I could only cry out in pain and beg for them to stop. But there was going to be no stopping their party on me.
With every agonising moment of pain and humiliation endured, I grew weaker. My muscles were giving up on me, my sinews softened greatly, and my resolve to keep fighting paled.
Even when they stopped torturing me in that hold and got off me briefly, I couldn't find any will to muster myself away from them. I just tried desperately to pick myself up, but all I could manage to do was turn over onto my front.
"Where'd you think you're going?!"
One of them shrieked with manic laughter, as she eagerly jumped onto my back, crushing me down into the slushy snow beneath me.
She grabbed my arms and pulled them back, lifting my head and upper back up as she did so. I strained for breath as my body bent unnaturally backwards like that. Another, demonstrating her full nimble gymnastic prowess, briefly cartwheeled beside me, and landed with her legs wrapped around my neck and head, as she faced towards her crazy friend sitting on my back. From my point of view, all I could look at was the heels of her feet as she crossed her legs to really tighten her leg scissors on me.
The third one, with that deranged manic evil grin on her face, slowly approached me. She kicked one of her curly shoes off, exposing her bare foot to the winter air, and then unceremoniously jammed her red-painted toes into my mouth, as she laughed mockingly.
"Open wide, slut!"
She taunted as she laughed.
I couldn't even find the strength in my achy tired jaw to bite her.
"Now that's what I call a cheesy Christmas present!"
The one pulling my arms bending me backwards joked, which garnered annoying shrieks of mocking giggles from all three of them.
As soon as she pulled her foot away from me, I began to splutter and tried to spit in disgust. Anything to get the taste of her foot out of my mouth!
"Tasty?"
She asked as she wiggled her wet slimy spit-covered toes in front of my eyes, and then howled with taunting laughter at me.
"She's such a total faker! Bet she loves feet really!"
The one squeezing my neck/head between her solid thighs teased and laughed.
"Totally! I bet the little slut's never gotten more wetter than right now 'cos of that!"
The other agreed with a derisive giggle.
"And we so need her wet. More play time for us!"
One declared with a big grin.
"The wetter, the better!"
Another laughed.
"Ugh! Well then jokes on you dumb bitches,"
I defied,
"I don't even have a foot fetish!"
There was a moments pause.
"...You will!"
The one in front of me suddenly shrieked with laughter as she pressed the ball of her foot hard against my lips. I was somehow able to keep my lips shut tight enough to resist her from putting her gross cheesy toes into my mouth again.
She quickly grew tired of trying to force her foot in my mouth, and instead, with a small evil giggle, stepped back and walked away from me. She disappeared from my point of view, as I was completely unable to move my head what with it being trapped solid between the tight squeezy confines of that leg scissors.
She returned moments later though, holding in her hands a long tangled roll of fairy lights.
"Wait wait wait. New game!"
She giggled excitedly,
"Release her head."
She started directing traffic on me, as the other two eagerly followed her lead. In a brief moment of freedom, I tried to scramble away from them, but the torture had taken its toll on me. I was just too physically exhausted to move gracefully. I was quickly pinned back down again. All three of them were now leaning down hard onto my back, and pulling at my arms. Next thing I knew, they had tied my arms together, straight as a board behind my back, with those strings of lights wrapped like spiderwebs around the branches of my arms.
They then rolled me over onto my back, crooked my legs together, with my calves pressing against the back of my thighs, and swiftly tied my legs in place like that. With my heels pressing firmly against my bum, I was fully tied up and helpless. If I dared so much as to even attempt to straighten my legs, the muscles in my thighs threatened immediately to seize up into an excruciating cramp. I had no choice but to just lay still and let them do whatever they wanted to me...
They really took their playtime seriously, despite all the irritating giggles, annoying taunts and teases. One of them had produced a candy cane, and shoved it into my mouth.
"Suck on my candy, bitch!"
She demanded with a manic laugh as she held the minty stick firmly between my lips.
I really didn't want to piss them off, so I just literally sucked it up!
"Oooh look at her go. She's a total natural at sucking on a big pole!"
Another taunted me while she was busy pinching and twisting my stiff nipples between her finger and thumb.
"Ram it down her throat! Make the bitch choke!"
The other impatiently dared with a deranged grin on her face. The one holding the candy cane in my mouth was more than happy to comply...
I choked and spluttered as she kept repeatedly thrusting the sticky thick minty rock down my throat. As if I didn't hate those disgusting holiday sweets enough as it is already, this was doing nothing to change my mind on them!
She finally pulled it out of my mouth, and inspected its sticky wetness.
"Hmm... Good enough!"
She then giggled like a hyena, and handed it to the one who was kneeling between my thighs.
She took the candy cane from her friend, and without warning, pressed it up between my thighs!
I was helpless to do anything but to feel that hard stick invade and stretch my spongy walls. I closed my eyes, and just took it...
When they finished with the candy cane, they simply threw it away in the snow, and one of them just dived right in between my thighs, and started eating me out. The other lent down to start suckling and nibbling on my teats. She wasn't gentle at all. She took great joy in pinching my stiff nipple between her teeth and pulling on it until my flesh slipped from her sharp toothy grip as I was powerless to resist. And the third one, simply hitched the small skirt of her mini-dress up, revealing she had no knickers on, and sat down on my face. She didn't even demand for me to lick her, she just casually began to fuck my face as she grinned mightily pleased and satisfied with herself.
I can't tell you how long the ordeal lasted for. Whenever they got bored of doing one thing to me, they would do something else. They were entirely creatures of hedonistic impulse. They toyed and played with me like a pack of laughing hyenas helping themselves to an open feast.
Eventually, they had their fill of hyper-sexual fun with me. They all got up, and looked down at me laying helpless and tied on the snowy ground, naked and bedraggled.
"Now what?"
One of them asked with a curious soft chuckle.
"Let's hang her upside down and slit her throat -- like a little piggy!"
One suggested and oinked mockingly a few times, with eager bloodlust manic eyes and a snarling grin, before she started for that hunting knife stuck in the tree trunk.
"Wait! I totally just got an awesome idea,"
Another sneered an evil thoughtful grin, stopping her friend in her tracks,
"Let's keep her and play more with her later!"
The other two looked at her like she was insane. Well, she was. They all was!
"...Y'know, until she becomes a boring broken toy. Then we'll totally kill her!"
She added.
The other two laughed and eagerly accepted the idea.
"Come on, dolly. We're going to have even more fun with you!"
They threatened, as they all grabbed a tied up limb of mine each, and began degradingly dragging me through the snow towards their vehicle.
I tried to struggle, but there was clearly no hope of escape for me. I could only whimper and shiver. They picked me up off the ground, and just dumped me into the back of the old rickety SUV.
They all took their places in the vehicle, and turned the radio knob making the old cheesy Christmas song play even more undecipherably louder. They peeled away in the snow, laughing all the way.
I was left to the fate of that pack of hyenas, where my Christmas was going to be anything but merry...!
The end.
Cathalina
- 16.10.2020
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