Get Ready At Home Then Head For The Woods.

You get home and find it empty, not unusual at this time of day. Still, you get packed quickly so you can avoid running into your parents if you can. You change into clothes better suited to trekking through the woods, jeans and a flannel shirt with some hiking boots. You'll just have to hope you don't run across anyone or elsewise that they won't notice anything amiss with your tight jeans. You also fill your pockets with items you think will come in handy. Some granola bars and a flashlight in case this takes a long time, your phone to call for help should the need arise, and a bat which you take along over your shoulder. There's no telling what you'll run into, nothing would surprise you anymore. So, best to come prepared.

You make your way to the entrance to the woods and pause. Some eery feeling nags at you, like this isn't a forest you're familiar with and the sun isn't still providing ample light. But you don't know where else to go for clues so you **** yourself forward. There are many trails throughout these woods, walking paths, bike trails, motocross courses, and hiking trails. You usually stick to the regular path that leads to various points around town. It's what you would have used last night so you just start walking as if on your way to the party. You keep an eye out for anything unusual but you really aren't sure what you're looking for.

Until, that is, the laughter starts. It's so soft at first that you question whether you're really hearing anything or not. But the closer you get to the center of the wood the louder and more distinguished it gets. The breeze carries the laughter to your ears for too long and too consistently for it to be real. And yet after several minutes the laughter turns to words.

"Come closer," whispers a rasping voice that seems to come from every direction at once. You grip the bat in both hands. "Let us be finished with this. I have so been looking forward to your return..."

You gulp, eyes wide. Maybe you should call for help now? You start dialing your phone only to find that you have no service. That's not possible. Somewhere in these woods, you aren't completely sure where, is a cell phone tower. Signal has never been an issue here before.

"Come quickly," says the voice. "Or else I'll leave this place and never return. Leaving you all alone to wait and wonder..."

Damn. Whoever this guy is, and you have a fair idea that he's your stalker from the locker room, he's got you over a barrel. You try to come up with a way to get help without sacrificing this chance to learn what happened to you. But you come up empty. Finally, you continue your journey, the laughter softly returning. You walk on until the sun begins to set and the light starts to fade. At which point, you enter the halfway point of this trail. Four different trails all meet together at a large central area, a flat mostly circular patch of dirt. You approach the place cautiously, even more so when you notice a figure in the distance. But as you move closer the figure does not seem to stir. You get close enough to see, much to your shock, that it is a woman, naked and bound by ropes. She has long blond hair, huge round breasts, and she's covered in crisscrossing ropes that bind her arms behind her back and keep her legs spread out to either side. The ropes also encircle her breasts and pussy and make them both more alluring somehow, like the bindings are actually clothing meant to entice.

You rush over to her and ask, "Are you alright?"

Her eyelids droop and she's breathing heavily.

"Please help..." she pants.

"Don't worry, I'll..."

"I need cock!" she wails. "I need my pussy licked! I need to be fucked! Please, help me, please!"

Your stunned confusion leaves you totally **** to the blow you receive to the back of the head. You never even heard anyone coming. You wake up and slowly push yourself up onto your hands and knees. Your head actually doesn't hurt anymore, which is weird. You were hit hard enough that you should have a concussion. You push yourself onto your feet and inspect your surroundings. It's fully dark now but you're still in the same clearing as before. The woman from before is still here only she is no longer bound. Instead she wears a dog collar and leash being held by your mysterious admirer. The dark eyed man looks even more sickly than before, making his wide, toothy grin beyond creepy. The woman's panting and on all fours posture combined with the collar makes her seem like she really is a dog. You look around you and notice two other things. First, someone has carved up the clearing. Where usually there are footprints of the many people who pass through there are now lines dug into the soil, several strange interconnected symbols within a massive circle. Oh, and you're completely naked. Again. Why do you keep waking up like this?

"And so it ends," rasps the man with the leash, the same voice that had haunted you earlier.

"What the hell do you want?!" you shout, too angry and scared to bother covering yourself. "What the fuck is going on?!"

He leans forward, his smile widening, "You truly do not remember? Glorious! I shall enjoy reminding you of our... relationship. But first, I have a gift for you. Sorry for taking so long but I needed time to prepare a catalyst for our... festivities."

He releases the woman who starts sprinting at you like she intends to run right through you. You don't react right away and so she tackles you just as you turn to try and escape her. She turns you over onto your back and kisses you with such hunger that you half-fear she'll suck your tongue right out of your mouth. But oh god does it feel good! You can almost feel her sexual tension, her need for you, pour into you. You feel her wetness on your thigh and it makes you groan and your cock grow. She notices and breaks the kiss to mount you, hands desperately positioning your cock to line up with her ready hole. Before you can speak a word of protest she impales herself on your full, impressive length. You both cry out into the night air and all thoughts of disagreement die within you. You aren't just okay with this. You NEED it! Oh, her pussy is a dream! So soft and wet yet so tight around you. The look on her face is one of utter contentment, like a huge weight has been lifted from her delicate shoulders. Slowly, she raises herself up and then quickly she slams back down, both of you moaning with the impact. This is going far too slowly for you. You grab her hips and take control, forcing her hips to meet your thrusts. She squeals in delight and tries to help you along, hips working with you. Her wetness splashes a little every time you smack together. It's raw, animal fucking and you love it! You bite your lip so hard you taste blood but you don't care. Suddenly, she arches her back again and again in spasms, howling into the night sky. This makes it harder to fuck her in this position so you use your hands and hips to push her onto her back.

"Yes!" hisses the rasping voice that echoes through the trees. "Finish it! Then I'll pick up where we left off..."

You can almost feel the wicked glee in his voice. In fact, you feel pretty strange overall, and not just because of your uber lust. The air feels thick and there's almost a charge to it, like standing near a transformer. You look around to see and hear the wind howling, making the trees sway like wind swept hair. Only there's no wind inside the circle, not a hint of air current on your naked flesh. You pause to consider all this until a blinding pain fills your skull, your arms and legs going numb as if the strength was being sucked out of them.

"Do it!" howls the strange man. "Complete the ritual! Restore me so that I may claim you both and this entire city as I desire!"

That sounds bad. But once the pain recedes your head feels fuzzy and your focus shifts back to the woman moaning beneath you. Power surges back into your limbs, more than before. You feel like your muscles are trying to burst right out of your skin. You grit your teeth and fuck her even harder than before. Her eyes roll up and her moans sound more **** than before but she's smiling. You feel her cum around your cock and it starts to trigger your orgasm. You grit your teeth and feel your skin buzzing with sensation. You keep going through the explosion of pleasure, using your own seed as additional lubrication.

"Yes!" calls out the man. "Finally! Now...Stop. Stop!"

You feel the pain in your skull again and come to a stop. The tingling sensation all over your body begins to lessen. You glance around and see him standing just outside the circle in the torrent of wind. His arm stretches out towards you, face full of worry and anger. So you do the only thing that comes to mind. You turn back to the woman and keep going. If he wants you to stop, then clearly continuing is the right call. The pain surges within you but as you move your hips the tingling increases as well and with it comes a surge of strength. It almost hurts to keep going you're so sensitive, to say nothing of the psychic barrage threatening to split open your skull. But you keep at it, fear and hatred of what he'll do to you driving you on. The now whimpering moans of your partner don't exactly dissuade you either. Your own voice is very high pitched and you gasp for air as you fight against the pain. The harder you go at it the worse the pain in your head gets. But so too does the surge of strength increase with every thrust. Your vision goes white, your lungs burn, but you manage to keep going just a bit longer until you feel it. You can't help but freeze and spasm like you're being electrocuted your orgasm is so intense and sharp. And that tingling just gets stronger and stronger, your body begins to feel like it's filling the entire circle. The sensations overwhelm you and you fall onto your back, spasming in an epileptic fashion. You stay there for what feels like a long time, the tingling sensation overcoming the numbness and helping you regain feeling in your limbs. You hear a grunt followed by a thud and spin yourself around, now prone and looking back towards your captor. He's flat on his back and there's something small and dark standing on his chest. A cat? You blink and the cat is gone, replaced by a dark skinned woman in jeans and a t-shirt, her hair long and wild. She places one palm on the man's chest while the other reaches out towards the night sky. She begins chanting in some language you don't recognize and the man screams and shakes his head.

Then it gets weird. The two of them are encased in a massive cylinder of light. Then the man starts to dissolve into motes of light which fly up into the sky. All the while he thrashes and screams, even as his skin and bones turn to light and rush away into the night until he's fully gone, his final scream echoing out before finally dying. The woman lowers both her hands to the ground to support herself. The light vanishes and she's gasping for breath like whatever she just did took a lot out of her. You remain motionless for several seconds before she turns towards you and smiles. You slowly push yourself up onto your feet.

"You have my thanks yet again," says the panting woman.

You blink several times and quietly ask, "What the fuck just happened?"

"Don't worry, he's gone for good this time."

Your hands ball into fists and you shout, "No, what the actual fuck is going on?!"

She blinks at you and says nothing so you continue.

"I've been attacked, used in some crazy ritual thing, my head is all fucked up and I can't stop thinking about sex, I have no fucking clue what happened last night, and oh, what else...? Right! I HAVE A PENIS NOW!!!"

You heave in angry gasps like your rage has drained you as much as that light circle thing had to the strange cat woman. She stares at you calmly but says nothing. The wind has gone still once again, even outside the circle. Your breathing slows and you make out sounds of gurgling and murmurs from the probably **** girl behind you.

"Rebecca," the cat lady finally says. "It's alright. You are safe now. If need be, I can explain everything."