into the woods

Melody looked in the rear view mirror at her writhing, naked daughter. Her fashionably cut, professionally styled and frosted black hair was a mess. Her eyes didn't blink, but didn't seem to focus on anything either. Crystal absentmindedly rubbed her shapely thighs together and ran her hands over her firm C cupped breasts and up to her neck. The only articles of clothing she had on was her knee-length multi-color rainbow socks and a few bracelets.

She had used her GPS to navigate away from the highways as quickly as she could, but she was seeing some evidence, even out in the countryside, that things were already getting bad. Men with guns roared down the road in pickup trucks. A National Gaurd truck pulled across the road she had just blew through, blocking it off. Melody cursed herself for not thinking that if they came out to the countryside that the locals would have time to prepare if they had gotten the news.

She turned down the first "local road" she saw. "Where are we goin' lady?" the pawn shop owner asked. Melody ignored him, and watched the bars of her cellphone reception fall away. They drove deeper into the pine woods, and finally, off the grid. She relaxed a bit, and drove until she spotted a driveway leading up a hill and back into the woods.

When they reached the top, they found a single house with no vehicles in the driveway. "Perfect." She thought. "Okay. Let's get her cleaned up and some clothes. If we get stopped and they see her like this, who knows what they'll do." Melody said. The pawn shop owner shook his head, and got out of the Jag.

She wasn't surprised to find the door unlocked. The house was quaint. It had probably been here for over 100 years judging from the architecture. She guided her daughter into the bathroom. "Take a shower, hon. I'll find you some clothes." She closed the door, and turned around to see the pawn shop owner milling about.

"Lets check upstairs for some clothes. We've only got a couple hours left to find a spot to hide her." She started up, and waited for him. He grunted, and followed. Once upstairs, they went to the bedroom. Looked like an older married couple lived here. The woman's clothing was conservative. Long dresses and functional winter wear. Melody picked out a blue country dress that should fit Crystal, and turned to leave the bedroom. The pawnshop owner stood in her way.

"Not so fast, lady. I've been thinking. This is probably it. Hell on Earth. I've seen things I can't unsee. You promised me a fuck. I would like to collect now before I step one foot out of this house." She started to protest, but in her head she knew that he was probably right. This could be it. Melody shrugged, and sat down on the bed.

The pawnshop owner staired at her as she unzipped the back of her skirt, and peeled it down her shapely legs. Next, she slid her panties down to dangle off of one foot. The pawnshop owner waisted no time. He had his pants unzipped and pulled out his rapidly swelling cock. "Its not the biggest I've had, but it'll do." Melody thought. She took it in her right hand and massaged it gently as she sucked the head into her pouty lips.