I slowly woke up and rolled over onto my back. I was several feet up in the air in my latex hammock/web. I smiled remembering that I was naked. As soon as I sat up and moved to one of the branches, I absorbed the stuff back into myself. Connecting a strand to the branch I quickly lowered myself to the ground. I had no direction, no purpose. I knew what direction the house was in so I walked in the opposite direction.

I don’t know how long I wandered through the forest, but it seemed like mid-morning by the time I saw someone walking along a path. I quickly climbed a nearby tree so I could watch unobserved. ‘Wow! could she be any more boring?’ I thought to myself. The woman was just strolling along with her headphones in. ‘Maybe she’s just out for fresh air since she’s not getting any exercise walking that slow.’

Bored with watching her I jumped from tree to tree like a squirrel and left her to her thoughts. I was just moving around the forest randomly when I picked up the sounds of people. I slowly made my way toward the sound. As I quietly approached I saw a family camping, a man, a woman, and their daughter. I melded my form to the tree trunk as much as I could and watched them. It appeared that their trip was over, they were packing up to leave.

I watched as they made a few trips to their car packing the tents and other supplies. “Are you sure you have taken care of everything?” I called out from behind the tree.

“Who’s there,” called out the father looking in the direction he thought the voice came from. I saw the wife and daughter glancing around as well.

“This is my home. You come here to get away from your own. Would you want me to leave my fire in the middle of your living room floor? Would you want me to leave my refuse everywhere when I leave? No, you wouldn’t. So what makes you think it’s ok to leave it here?”

“It’s just paper trash. It will decompose in no time. I’ll put dirt over the fire and it’ll be fine,” the father said.

“How about I kill your daughter...”

Both parents looked behind them to where their daughter was supposed to be standing. “Jessica!” They hollered. “Jessie, where are you?”

“What’s the matter? Can’t keep track of your child any more than you can clean up behind yourselves?” I asked, with sarcasm dripping from my voice.

“What did you do with our daughter? Where’s Jessica?” the mother asked, frantic with worry.

“I haven’t harmed your little girl ... yet. At least I’m not teaching her bad habits.” I had my companion cover my head as We stepped out from behind the tree. We dropped the girl a few feet below the limb We were on and let her swing on the end of a thick strand of shiny black stuff. We dropped to Our hands and began to make Our way down the strand like a four-legged spider. “We will make a deal with you. We will return your child unharmed if you clean your campsite. That means picking up your trash, cover your fire pit, and sweep the ground with your hands to clear the site of your footprints. Cleaning a campsite means making it look as if you never camped there,” We told them as we inched closer to the girl.

We had just reached the girl and started to caress the side of her face. “You should get started if you do not want to see if your child would make a good lunch,” We said, tormenting them. They quickly got to work.

To make sure they stayed motivated We moved a bit lower and started to caress Jessica’s breasts. We had let go with Our hands and wrapped Our feet in the black cord holding us up from the ground. Jessica was starting to squirm and moan. I grabbed her shirt and ripped it from her body. The tearing sound brought the attention of her parents.

“Stop! Please! We’re doing what you wanted.” Her mother spoke.

“We are just keeping you motivated. We would not want you to cut corners, as they say.” We responded.

We finished removing Jessica’s halter-top leaving her breasts exposed for her parents to see. While We were squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples, Jessica began to squirm and wriggle while hanging from our black cord wrapped around her wrists and arms above her head. We sent a tentacle down Jessica’s back and between her legs to rub her pussy. We unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts and pulled them off, throwing them towards her parents. Just as they looked up from their cleaning duties We ripped her panties off and let them fall to the ground.

Jessica was now hanging naked from the tree limb. “Wait! Please, don’t hurt her!” The mother pleaded with Us.

We slid our tongue out and wrapped it under her chin and around her neck squeezing tightly, but not enough to stop her breathing. Our tentacle was rubbing her pussy and teasing her clit. Her moaning got louder and her hips began to move of their own accord. We slipped the end of the tentacle into her pussy. She winced and whined a bit. We tasted blood and realized she had been a virgin. As We worked her pussy, the sounds and motions indicated she was approaching her first orgasm. As soon as she opened her mouth to scream in orgasm We produced another tentacle and filled her mouth with it. We then pulled the tentacle out of her pussy and split it. We, then, began to work the new one into her ass. Keeping it small at first and vibrating it and wriggling it around to work it in with as little discomfort as possible. The other tip was inserted into her pussy again. This time it was vibrating as well and a small branch had split off to work the clit.

When this girl finds a lover she is going to be a wild one in bed. The more wound up I got her the more she moved. The parents continued to glance up occasionally. We could hear their breathing become short and ragged. We do believe they were getting turned on watching their daughter get raped and molested by an alien creature. ‘I shared my amusement with my alien companion.’ By now We had all three holes filled with vibrating tentacles or a slick pumping one in her mouth. She was slurping the one in her mouth. I do believe she was getting off on this treatment in front of her parents. Either that or she forgot about her parents being there, her eyes were closed so how would We know for sure.

Her parents were just finishing up on their hands and knees wiping away the scuff marks that marred the area. “We’re done. Please give us our daughter back!” the mother pleaded.

“Not yet, she’s not sated, yet. When she has had one more orgasm you can have her back. We know you are excited by watching her. Keep watching. You can undress, too, if you like.”

“That’s not true. We would never get excited about our daughter being raped and cumming from it.” Her father exclaimed.

“Lies!. We can hear it in your voices, your breathing, We can smell your arousal. Remove your clothes as well. We will not finish off your daughter until you do.” We had stopped all movement in Jesicca’s holes, much to her disappointment. We heard the whines of disappointment coming from her. We watched as they started to undress. We began to move again slowly. Vibrating the tentacles in her ass and pussy and on her clit. We once again began to slide the tentacle in her mouth. She gagged at first and We secreted a fluid that reduced her gag reflex that allowed the tentacle to slide into her throat. We were throat fucking the captive girl and she was getting off on it. ‘My human companion made a suggestion and I agreed to it. I was going to ‘cum’ in her holes. Not the ‘latex’ material that made up what I am, but a black liquid with a mix of chemicals that would heighten her arousal permanently and coat her skin making it highly sensitive. According to my human companion that would make her unable to wear clothes except for the softest of materials like silk and even then it would only be wispy fabrics made into dresses and gowns.’