"Sacrifice to the Clan" (closed)

[Alice2015]

"Sacrifice to the Clan" (closed)​

Gina's 18th birthday hadn't gone exactly the way she'd expected it to. Her mother had insisted on a home party with family and friends, rather than letting her go out with her girlfriends, which was code for going out with her boyfriend. She was going to surrender her virginity to him tonight. Because he was 21, they'd been waiting for her to be legal. It seemed appropriate since her father was a Sheriff's Deputy and wouldn't even hesitate at putting a bullet through a man's groin for touching his jail bait daughter.

But not only had the party been disappointing, her boyfriend hadn't shown up on time. The fucker had forgotten that he'd given Gina the ability to track his phone, something they'd done for each other after she'd once accused him of screwing around on her; so she went out looking for him and, sure enough, found him up on Lover's Ridge in the backseat of her BFF's car, getting a hummer. Incensed, she backed her car up to the whore's car, gunned the engine, and sent the pair of cheaters on an exciting ride down to the bottom of the ravine. Oh, no one got hurt, just bumps and scratches. But Gina knew she was going to be in some serious trouble.

She drove off at high speed toward the mountains, with no clear goal or destination in mind. Two hours later, after stopping to bribe a redneck into buying her a bottle of Peppermint Schnapps, she ran out of gas just a couple of miles short of some town called Greenbrier. She left the keys in the ignition and started walking, hoping someone would steal it to give her cover for what she'd done. It didn't occur to her that her parents would think she'd been kidnapped...


The next thing she knew, Gina awoke in great pain with a throbbing head. It was still dark, so she thought that perhaps she'd passed out from the Schnapps and awoken shortly after. She had no idea that two days had passed, during which she'd been drugged into unconsciousness. She lifted her gaze to look about, panicking instantly. Her wrists were tied together above her head. A length of rope was wrapped again and again and again about her bust, as if a tube top; and a second length did the same around her waist. She tried to move her feet, which she couldn't see. They, too, were tied and additionally staked to the ground beneath her.

She screamed for help, not knowing that the next person who would see her was not going to be her savior. He was going to be her enslaver.

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[musicankane]

The town was late on their sacrifice to the Maranari, a fact which left Grok Jimale in a foul mood. Those foolish people down the mountain stepped over the line with their delay. They invade his lands, build their towns and ruin his forest, then when it comes time for them to offer up his sacrifice they DENY HIM!? His body vibrated in rage as he made his way through the forest for the third night in a row. Knowing that if he did not see his prize tonight, he would bring down ruination upon the weak people below.

He was almost upon the sacrificial tree when he heard the whimpering. So they did not want to die after all. A smirk spread across his face as he carefully approached, wanting to eye his gift before he made himself known to her.

There tied to the Great Oak she wiggled and whimpered in a panic. His eyes roamed over the female flesh he had see so many of his kinsmen get to enjoy before him. She was a beautiful one indeed, one of the most delightful females he had seen. It must surely be a special girl, given as an apology for their tardiness.

Grok was pleased, and glared at the girl with a hungry smirk as he stepped into her view. http://www.dreadcentral.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/jason-momoa.jpg