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Chapter4

Jessie

I’m spiraling into an anxiety attack and so freaked out by the thought of dying alone in these woods that I almost cry with relief when a hand reaches out of the darkness and grabs my wrist. But instead, I shriek with fright before the soft red glow of the devil’s mask lights up the space around us.

“I was wondering where you were,” I say, breathlessly.

His fingers dig into the skin of my forearm as he grips me tightly. Then his free hand slides beneath my tiny skirt until he reaches my ass. Cupping my bare cheek in his hand, he squeezes hard.

“Where the fuck are your panties?” he says against my ear. “Bad things are going to happen to girls who run around the woods not wearing panties?”

“Yeah,” I breathe as he squeezes my ass harder. “Well I was wearing panties but one of your buddies stole them.”

“They did, huh?” he sneers as his hand slides between my thighs instead.

“Yes,” I gasp out loud as his fingers glide through my folds.

“They all fuck you too?”

“Y-yes,” I stammer as he pushes a finger inside me.

“Feels like they made you come pretty hard too,” he says as he drives deeper.

“Maybe that’s not mine,” I pant as I rock my hips against his hand.

He presses his mouth against my ear and laughs softly before he speaks. “You think I don’t know the difference between your cum and theirs?”

“You do?”

“Hmm,” he murmurs as he adds a second finger and I clamp my lips together to stifle a moan. “Yours is like liquid silk. I love the way it slicks my fingers.” He pushes deeper until my walls squeeze around him. “And I know how it’s going to coat my cock when I fuck you,” he growls, his lips brushing over the shell of my ear and making a shiver run the length of my spine.

Then his fingers are gone and I groan at the loss of his touch.

“But girls who run around here with no panties need to be punished, no matter how much I might want to bury my head in your cunt and eat that sweet cream you’re dripping.”

He grabs my hips, pushing me back until we reach a nearby tree. It’s a familiar one to me. Not too far from the house, it was almost blown down in the wind at one point in it’s long life and now grows at a forty-five degree angle. It’s absolutely perfect for climbing and I imagine our kids having so much fun here one day. The devil spins me around until I’m facing the trunk before he presses me flat against it. His hard cock presses against my lower back for a few seconds before he moves back a little.

“Put your arms around the tree,” he orders and I comply. I can just about wrap them all the way around the trunk so that my fingertips are touching.

He moves to the front, working quickly to secure my wrists with a piece of rope he must have had in his pocket, until I’m bound to the tree. I press my cheek against the cool damp bark as I wait for whatever he has planned.

He’s behind me again now. He lifts my skirt so that my ass is exposed to the cold air. I turn my head to see him but I can’t make out what he’s doing now.

“You want to be punished, little cheerleader? Is that why you’re not wearing your panties?”

“No,” I lie.

“Too bad.”

The sound of him sliding his belt off makes my entire body shiver in anticipation.

A soft whooshing of the leather slicing through the air is the only warning I have before he brings his belt down over my ass cheeks with a loud crack.

“Oh, fuck,” I hiss, before I bite on my lip.

“You like that?” he says before he does it again, this time a little harder.

I don’t need to answer him. He knows that I do.

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