A long the road of life

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A thread of discovery for Lustyoo and CG Raven where it will go I have not the slightest idea. But join us on the road of life read and hopefully enjoy.


IC:

It was cold and snowy, the knit cap draw down about my ears, the fur collar of my flight jacket turned up against the wind. At the sound of each vehicle's approach, I turn to stick out my thumb, begging for a ride, and a bit of warmth. Life throws you curve balls every now and then, one day a family man, with a successful business, the next an ex-husband, bleed dry, no place to call home, out on the road of life again, broke and alone. A bitterness that you nurture in your soul for being used then cast away consumes you.

There was nothing in my appearance to encourage any one to stop and offer a ride. I was just another grizzled, old hitchhiker from a bygone era, with his thumb out begging for a lift, to who knows where. Hell this was not the sixties and folks where a lot more cautious now, the trust gone out of the Nation.

I see the dim head lights approach in the gathering half light of the intensifying snow storm. Was the driver slowing down?
 
drivin down the road with my buds i see the stupid bum on the roadside Look at the dumn fucker i laugh wit my buds ands we begin to shoot our guns at thi stupid shit, hittin him till he dies
then we get out and piss on his lifles corpse and leavre
 
Aw it must be spring break

It must be spring break as the kiddies have returned to impress the writers and readers alike with their wit, satirical prose, and command of the English language. The skill with which they write, each word, so carefully chosen, to weave a truly impressive Post. Aw what talent!

Oh that’s right, I nearly forgot THEY HAVE NO TALENT..
 
Charlotte

OOC: Well dealt with C G. *applause*:kiss:
Name: Charlotte
Age: 19
About:Uni student driving home for the break.
Looks: Brown shoulder length hair, blue eyes, 5*6, medium breasts. Tanned



IC:
Though the crystals of white snow, I saw a hunced figure at the side of the road, thumb extending beggin for a ride. Generally Charlotte avioded hitch hickers, you never know what your getting but it was snowing, only getting worse and it was christmas in two weeks. Pressing slightly on the breaks Charlotte drew to a stop right in front of the well coated figure, his face was obscured by the hood of his jacket. Drawing in a deep breathe, Charlotte chanted to herself. IT will be allright, he's not some psyhco killer. Flicking the button to unlock the automated doors Charlotte awaited her fate.
 
I came jogging up to the waiting vehicle. The door opened at my touch, sliding in I find a vision of beauty behind the wheel, she is young can’t be more than twenty two, perhaps younger. There are bags of presences in the back seat, the car’s plate where from out of state, and I was a new luxury model, so I got me a little "Rich Bitch" here.

“Thanks miss it is damn cold out there; I’m headed west as far away from this god forsaken cold as I can get….. I appreciate your, stopping not many folks would....... I owe you one.”

I took her in now that I had time, brown shoulder length hair, blue eyes, medium height, the shoulder strap drew her sweater tight across her breasts, theywhere more than a mouth full, but firm with no sag. She was tanned, so definitely not from a round these parts, a college student, by the looks of her. I buckled in as she pulled out on to the highway.

“Hi I’m Joe, what your name Missie, and where are you headed. In such a storm?”

We rolled along making small talk for a while till we passed through the last town for the next sixty miles or so. Thing grew quite as late afternoon approached.

“Hay Charlotte didn’t your mother tell you it wasn’t safe to pick up strangers.?’
 
Charlotte

At the stange question I flick a glance at my passenger from the side of my eyes, his eyes where focused unwaveringly on me. A chill ran down my spine, goose bumps appeared on my eyes. My heart started pounding and I had to remind myself to breathe. Don't show your fear, I thought to myself suddenly, they sense fear, or is that snakes or dogs. Trying to play light I think rapidly for something to safe to say.
Very funny." I try to laugh but it comes out weak and unreal, great I though to myself rolling my eyes you definately fooled him, very witty, not at all transparent. I sneak another glance, still staring at me with his beady eyes watching my every move, it almost feels as if he knows what's going through my mind, as if he knows what I'm thinking and relishing in my fear.
 
Charlotte, poor sweet little Charlotte was visibly stunned by the question. I sensed the fear rising in her, goose bumps on her oh soft silken flesh, could almost see her mind rushing now, how to best handle what might be a potentially dangerous encounter. I watched her gagging my pry, as we take the 1st steps that will lead to Charlotte, getting fucked. Whether more or less by her assent or by just simple rape I was going to have this brown haired Pixie. Ah so young, so beautiful, so trusting, and so foolish not to have listened to her mother.

“Very funny."

Her laugh was forced; the fear now tinged her voice, the sideway glances, and my eyes on her. She was a freighted rabbit ready to bolt. I drank in her fear it was an elixir to my tortured soul, a woman had left me broke, alone, a cast off of society, well this one, sweet Charlotte, would pay for that.

I soften my eyes a bit and looked out the wind shield, my voice was light, disarming.

“ I’m sorry Charlotte, guess given the circumstances, a stranger, alone, desert highway in the middle of nowhere, a storm blowing…………”

I let the hope build a bit in her. Mile maker “69” slipped by, soon now the turnoff. Swiveling in my seat smiling warmly I reach over; my hand is on Charlotte, thigh and slides to her jean clad crotch, the small automatic pistol slipped from its hiding place now threatening her life.


“You should have listened to dear old Mom she was right……….Tell me Charlotte where you a Virgin?.........Cooperate and the worst that is going to happens is you get fucked honey…….Turn right here.”
 
Charlotte

Oh my god, he just put on his hand on my thigh and now its on my .....the car swerve slightly as I jumped in surprise and repulse. Now he's going on about listening to my mum and not picking up strangers and OH MY GOD he just drew a gun. Okay , okay don't panic. what to do, what to do. Get the gun away from him, okay that's good focus on that. Act like your going along with everything and then get the gun from him when he least suspects it. I pull over into the right lane turning off to where he wanted.
"Please don't hurt me." I can't manage to not say the words.
 
I shake my head in disbelief, it is as plain as if it where written across Charlotte’s have in big, bold, letters. Stay Calm,……Keep your Wits about you…….Try to get him to Bond with you……..Stall for Time……..Watch her your chance & hurt him……..Get the weapon..

Yes I can see her going over all the awareness, and self deference programs she was ever had, but that was the class room, this was reality, and quite different. Hmmmm something to interrupt her train of thought a wrinkle, something to keep her on the edge of terror.

I drew back my hand from her crotch, fished out the pair of police issued hand cuffs, slapping one bracelet to her wrest, the other to the steering wheel, now sweet Charlotte would not be bolting away any time soon.

My free hand fumbled with the belt of her jeans, fishing it from around her wasp waist, I formed a loop slipped over her head and drew it tight, giving Charlotte her own personal leash.

"Please don't hurt me." She whispers in her small frighten voice, tears staining her cheeks.

“Missie you be a good little girl and you may still come out of this in one piece though a bit used…………We’ve got about an hour’s drive ahead to a little place I know, where we can really get to know each other Charlotte……..But we can have some fun starting right now.”


I undo the top button of her jeans and slide the zipper down. The automatic’s mussel is pressed to the soft spot just below Charlotte’s ear, my fingers wok under the waist band of her panties, nuzzling her downy bush; her thighs are clamped tightly together.

“Baby open up for “Daddy”……..All you have to do is drive, stay on the road and enjoy……Now open up or things could get rather nasty.”

I give her a nudge with the gun, then my finger finds the soft nub of her hooded clit and I start to rub it and it slowly responds as tears stream down her innocent cheeks.

“Baby tell “Daddy” how you like it, you’re a college gal tell me how you like to have your Preppy boy fried fuck you, or is it a girl fried?......... Hay Charlotte is you into girls or maybe you swing both ways …..Come on tell me”

Another little jut to encourage her.
 
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Charlotte

Charlotte shivered in fear as she felt thje butt of the nussle nudged her roughly on her cheek, promting her answer. His rough finger massage my sensitive and now hard button making it hard to keep my control, fear made me shake and tears coursed unchecked down my face one after another.
"I don't like it." I whisper so softly I almost couldn't hear my self and then a little louder I repeat myself.
"I don't like it." My voice was stronger this time, still shaky but stronger. I wouldn't let this sick fuck get to me, I would rather go down fighting than go down without ever having tried.
His insistant rubbing of my clit had unwillingly started my body's arousal, against my will I felt juices of lust start to run from my cunt and my face flamed in embarassment and disgrace. My nipple puckered and my arms would occasionally brush the painful tips as I steered, stimulating them even more.
" My parents will hunt you down after this, they have connections you'll be dead or facing a life prison sentence within two hours of you letting me go after you've raped me. Let me go now and it stops here now with me, I won't tell anyone what you tried to do. You'll be free....." Seeing that he wasn't being persuaded I attempted to save myslef again. "I could give you money, how much one million, two??? I'll give you anything just let me go now and you can have whatever you want." I pleaded desperately.
 
God here they come “Self-defense 101” the threat of highly placed parents with influence, I’ll be dead., money , big time money and when this got her no response, the ever faithful “If you stop now, I’ll tell on one”. My finger now dipped further into to Charlotte’s wet little snatch, sawing back and forth across her stiff little clit. Her voice weak barely a whisper, but growing stronger desperately trying to convey that all she said was true and that she was in control.

I'll give you anything just let me go now and you can have whatever you want." She desperately pleaded.

“Bitch, I kind of have what I want for starters right now…….and your cunt seems pretty pleased with the treatment it is receiving too…….Your nipples are trying to poke through your blouse………and your little gasps of pleasure says you like this just fine.”

“Turn right here…… Baby we are all most there……..and fun time is just about to really start…………I do hate a bitch that just lies there pleading… you got spirit………but by the time I through with you the only thing you’ll be begging for is more cock………Like you say I’ll spent the rest of my life behind bars……..Might as well enjoy while I can……Baby it is the same sentence in this state for a three time rape loser as for murder 1…………..I’d keep that in mind if I were you ……….I aint got nothing to lose.”

I saw my words hit Charlotte like a physical blow. I gave her time to let their meaning sink in and get a hold of her frighten little mind.

“Why baby the roads just strait as an arrow so start unbuttoning your blouse, I got a hankering to see those firm little tities of yours……….Hay do you put out for your “Preppy boy friend or are you just a cock teasing virgin.”
 
Charlotte

Baby it is the same sentence in this state for a three time rape loser as for murder 1

Oh my god, I thought desperately, he's done this before.
"I will never beg you for anything." I managed to croak out through my tight throat. His rough finger continued to tease and caress my aching clit it took all my effort and will power not to rock against his finger. God I'm sick, I thought to myself desperately, part of me likes what he's doing. His next words flood my addled brain and for a moment I'm too stunned to register there meaning.
The muzzle of the gun is moved and pressed against my forehead as extra incentive and I shiver, one hand gribs the wheel tightly as the other slowly moves to the buttons of my cardigan, slowly, my fingers shaking with fear, I unbutton the line of small buttons tracing down the middle of the cardigan.
Underneath all I wore was a pale pink satin bra, I cursed myself for not applying more layers of clothing. I jump in surprise as he uses the muzzle of the gun to part the cardigan and caress my skin. His next question adds further to my distress as I don't know how to answer him.
"I....I...I've never." I stop unable to complete the sentence and my stammered words hangs in the air between us.




OOC: Sorry I keep changing from first to third person I can't decide which I like better to write with.
 
“So you’ll never beg baby doll?’’

My finger grates across Charlotte’s blood engorged clit, dipping into her rapidly moistening pussy, her nipples hard little nubs, out lined on her pale pink satin bra.

“Hell bitch you fucking body is all ready begging for it.”

I laugh at the crimson blush and tears of shame that trickle down her pale ivory cheeks. The muzzel of my automatic part her blouse for a better view of her firm young tits, it runs back and forth one nipple then the other.

"I....I...I've never." Charlotte stops, unable to complete the sentence, her stammered words hang in the air between us.

“What Baby doll, never fucked before?............Been a long time sense I had virgin pussy, and you’re a real looker. Can hardly wait to see you squirming impaled on my cock Honey,………. your fucking cunt starched and your screams filling the air.”

God I loved playing with her mind.

“Turn in here, pull in to the shed, kill the engine……………We’re home baby time for some real fun to begins…..Now you weren’t teasing me about being a virgin where you Charlotte…. That would get me real mad….And baby doll you don’t want me even a little mad…………Trust me BITCH”
 
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Charlotte

His enraged shout filled the silence of the car brought about by his teasing of my untried status. My breathe catches in slight hiccups as my crying becomes slightly out of control and I struggle for new air.
Dismally I turn into the dirt road that leads to an old wooden shed that had seen better days. My fear and tension escalates. This is it, I think to myself, I'm about to get raped. Turning of the engine I sit frozen in my seat, my brain unable and unwilling to fully comprehend what is happening.
"I....I've n..never l..lied to y..you." I manage to gasp out between catches of breathe, tears and slight hiccups.
His taunting laughter rings in my ears, he so obviously enjoyed my pain and terror. In fact he seemed to go out of his way to emphasize it for me.
"W..what n..now?" The words fall from my lips unguarded, it seems my brain can't help but need to know the fate that which it is about to befall.

OOC: Sorry it's a reasonably short post tonight, but it's late and I'm buggered.
 
"I....I've n.never l……lied to y..you." ………………"W..what n..now?"

The frighten little teen, “Good Samaritan” manage to gasp out, between catching her breathe, tears, and slight hiccups. Pressing the automatic to the base of her skull, I unlocked the bracelet that bond Charlotte to the steering wheel.

“Baby Doll” don’t make any sudden moves we would want the gun to go off by accident……….would we now?”

A little nudge with the barrel just to let her know I mean business.

“Now hands behind your back palms out…………NOW.”

The cuffs snap home again biting into Charlotte’s delicate skin. Grabbing the car keys from the ignition I pocket them and drag her out the passenger side door by the cuffs. Pushing and shoving her into the squalid cabin.

“Baby Doll” welcome to your honeymoon cottage. Your going to be my loving virgin bride and I am going to be your hubby………………..Now let the fun begain.”
 
Charlotte

His rough pushing and shoving resulted in me falling over my own feet and landing hard on my side on the floor.
The fall winded me and tears rushed to my eyes as I fought desperately for the air to stay alive. His cruel sneer taunted down at me and my tears fell in layers down my face.
"Please..."I begged, my last thread of will and hope breaking. "Please don't do this to me."
I felt the rough metal of the cuffs bite into the once smooth flesh on my wrist and draw blood, the warm liquid traveled down my skin and the sting and pain only added to my mysery. Air was slowly refilling my gasping lungs and I managed to calm myself a small degree.
"At least get rid of the gun. I can't go anywhere, I'm bound and your much stronger than me." I pleaded.
 
I watch as she trips, fall, and lays sprawled on the floor, her body so young firm and tender, the fear rising in her voice and eyes as her fate rapidly close in on her. Tears stream down Charlotte’s cheeks, as her voice takes on the air of a frighten little child, it is barely a whisper.

"Please..."She begged,…….."Please don't do this to me."

"At least get rid of the gun. I can't go anywhere, I'm bound and your much stronger than me."

I am silent and the I trace the outline of her lower lip with the mussel of the automatic, down her chin, throat, to pushing her blouse open further, then teasing her nipples. Charlotte’s torment is just beginning as slip the barrel down to her crotch under the waist band of her panties, the front blade sight nudging her clit.

“Yah your right “Baby Doll” I won’t need the gun right now.”

Standing I tuck in the back of my jeans. I see a brief flash of hope in her eyes, then it quickly fade as I whip open the “Switch” blade.

“Baby knives are much more personal.”

Her eyes as big as saucers, her lips moving in silent pleading as I cots the lace of her boots and toss them a side. An evil grin splits my face, the knife at the cuffs of her jeans. I start to cut the clothes from her body, in a very slow sensual manner until Charlotte lays naked before.
 
Charlotte

A searing feeling of hope and joy flares inside of me as he agrees and takes away the gun.
I have a chance, I think to myself. His arms moves and he brings out a sharp, shiny blade, any felling of hope quickly dies and I lie on the floor unable to move.
He bends and starts to cut away the material of my clothing, the blade caresses my skin everyonce and awhile as softly and as lingering as a lover's touch.
More tears stream down my face as my eyes remain riveted on the blade.
"Please, i'll do anything you want.....just don't hurt me." His eyes lock on mine, their sharp, keen and cruel. Lust and intelligence are all I'm able to see in their dark depths.
Slowly my body is revealed and I bring my hands up quickly to cover my flesh from his eyes. One of my hands cups my crotch, protecting what is sacred and the other lies across my chest, abstucting as much as I can from his view.
My mouth dry, my eyes saw it is all I can do not to faint, this was never meant to happen to me I whisper.
 
A sadistic grin spreads over my twisted, distorted, face, my eyes glazed with lust, as I slowly cut away Charlotte’s panties. The frighten teen virgin desperately tries to hide her nakedness, with her small delicate hands, the tears, stream down her cheeks.

"Please, I’ll do anything you want.....just don't hurt me."

Her voice a pitiful whisper, choked with fear. I lay the blade of the knife; along the pulsing life force in her neck, the edge just kisses her ivory skin, a ruby drop staining its perfection.

“That better luv. Now first masturbate for me………… I want to see you get really turned on………… Now I know you can do that for your loving “Hubby”.


Charlotte’s eyes grow wide in disbelief. The thought reflected in her shimmering blue eyes, this was never meant to happen to me .

“ Baby get your fucking hands out of the way and never try to hide your body from me again or you’ll be very sorry…………Now start your little show for me……NOW”

There is a deadly edge to my voice.

“And make it real sexy.”
 
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