Chapter 13

She tried to scream out as the dark thing urged him on, but could only struggle to breathe. Pants and stained underwear dropped before he lowered himself to grab her. Donna tried to fight as he yanked and pulled her free with one hand.

A knife pressed to her throat as his eyes burned into hers. “Take off your backpack, cunt.”

Donna nodded without moving in a way that would cause the blade to pierce her flesh. She allowed the backpack to fall away with wide eyes. There was an urge to run, but nowhere to run to.

His horrid breath got close to her face. “Get your fucking boots off, whore.”

He pulled back the blade just enough to lower herself in order to remove her boots and felt the pine dig into her socks. Her eyes darted around for some sign of escape, but there was nothing. She was trapped, and he knew it.

He grinned as the dark thing encouraged him to go further. “Strip down to your bra and panties, cunt. Do it or I’ll fucking cut your clothes away. A sharp blade’s going to cut more than clothes, whore.”

The blade pulled back enough to give her room, but still too close not to miss if he wanted to stab her. Her clothes fell away from her body, which left her feeling more than a little exposed. Donna’s hands moved to cover what he could see of her tits, but his free hand forced them away.

She felt a warm trickle run down her legs, which drew his eyes to her panties with a smirk. “Pissing yourself isn’t going to stop me, cunt.”

Jason’s voice called out from a vast distance as she trembled, and his eyes move to her tits. “Take off your bra. Whores don’t wear bras, cunt.”

She recalled how happy she’d been when she was the first of her friends to start to develop, but as her hands moved with trembling fingers, she wished it had never happened at all. Donna wasn’t the biggest of her friends, but big enough to draw eyes. The clasp fought her as the blade moved between her flesh and straps before cutting one away. With added encouragement, her fingers did what they needed to do and felt even more exposed before him.

Her hands started to move to cover her nipples, but his voice snapped out to stop her. “Don’t even think about covering up, cunt.”

She nodded as Jason’s voice called out, but still too far away to be heard. The dark thing was enjoying itself as his free hand pressed to one of her tits and squeezed hard enough to make tears fall from her eyes. He pinched her nipple as he stared at her face to see her painful reaction before focusing on her other tit.

The tip of the blade dug into her neck a little and she felt a trickle of blood before he spoke with a calm voice. “Get your fucking panties off. Whores don’t wear panties, cunt.”

She felt the tip pull back as Jason started to scream from a great distance. Her trembling hands pressed down to remove her panties and could feel her piss on her fingers. His fingers pressed between her legs as soon as she was free of the last of her protection.