Chapter 12

I’m unsure if any of the guys noticed it, but I sure hadn’t. Focusing on walking to ensure I wouldn’t slip and fall made me miss the two people approaching us from within the forest. Of course, because of the dense vegetation around us, this could also have been why I hadn’t noticed them.

“Hello, sexy,” A guy suddenly said, startling me.

I turned towards the voice and saw a boy walking towards us with a girl on his back. They had to be in their mid-twenties.

“Hello,” I said back to him.

“What kind of kinky stuff are you guys doing,” the boy asked when they reached the hiking trail. He let the girl down from his back.

“I’m doing a courage test,” I told him.

He looked me up and down and said, “Are you sure? You look more like one of those kinky amateur porn stars from the Internet.”

“Well, I’m not,” I told him.

“Okay, if you say so,” he responded. He then looked at the girl beside him and asked, “Want me to take a few pictures of you with her for your social media?”

“That would be cool,” the girl said. She looked at me and asked, “Would you be okay with that?”

I shrugged and said, “Of course.”

“Cool!” she responded and walked up to me. “Let’s first do a picture for PicMsg.”

She approached me and made me turn around, so I stood with my back towards the boy, and then she leaned against me and laid her head on my shoulder.

“Nice,” the boy said.

I saw a flash going off a few times.

“Now, let’s take some for Birdy,” she said.

She made me turn around again, laid a hand on my shoulder, and leaned on it. The boy took a few more pictures.

“And now for my website,” she said.

She turned me so I was slightly sideways, and then she bent forward and acted as if she would bite my nipple. The boy took some pictures, then she stuck her tongue out and put it against my nipple, a few more pictures.

“Now, the one my followers would be screaming for,” she said.

She turned me full frontal, squatted beside me, put a thumb on each labia, and said, “Push your pelvis forwards.” I did as she asked, and then she pulled on my labia, exposing the inside of my pussy.

The boy took a few pictures and said, “Wait.”

He came closer, squatted down, and took a few close-ups of my pussy.

“Great!” he said.

“Let me see,” the girl said. She let go of my pussy, stood up, and walked to the boy.

She took the phone away from him and started flipping through the photos. She let out a shriek and said, “Wow! These are so great!” She kissed the boy full on the lips. Then she looked at me and said, “My followers will love these! Thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” I said, a little stunned.

“So ... um ... What exactly are you doing?” she wanted to know. “I noticed you were holding a padlock and key in your hand. What is that for?”

I looked at Patrick, and he just shrugged.

“My courage test also involves a dare. I need to go around the forest where padlocks and keys are attached to a tree. With each padlock I release, I get closer to returning home.”

“Oh! That explains it!” the boy suddenly said. “We saw a chain attached to a tree over there somewhere.” He motioned in the right direction. “We thought some creep planned to chain some girl to a tree. We were already thinking of reporting it to the rangers.”

“That’s not necessary. Those things are mine,” I said with a smile.

“Damn,” the girl said. “Are you sure you aren’t one of those amateur porn stars?”

“Yeah, I’m sure,” I said with a giggle.

“Well, you’re hot enough to be one. And you do the same things as they do. You could be famous or even rich by posting a thing like this on the Internet.”

“Maybe, but that’s not why I’m doing it.”

“Okay, just think about it. I would love to see the video you’re making.”

“Won’t happen,” I said. “But I need to go on now. I have a time limit for doing this.”

“Okay. And thanks for letting me take these pictures. I love them.”

“No problem,” I said.

“Um ... maybe you should walk around the pool of water. It goes only about 200 yards inside the forest. And the tree is at the opposite side of the pool somewhere,” the boy said.

“Thanks, but it’s faster if I just wade through it.”

“That’s true,” he said. “Well, see you around. I hope!”

“Hey,” the girl said while nudging him in his side.

“No, I was thinking about you. You probably could take a lot of other pictures with her around.”

“Oh, okay,” she said. She then smiled at me and said, “Bye.” She wiggled with her fingers at me.

“Yeah, bye!”

I turned towards the water and slowly walked forward. The moment my sneakers entered the water, I could feel how the cold water entered them.

I noticed that Patrick struggled to get his feet free before he could start walking backward. He stood still while filming everything and sank into the mud too deep.

I also quickly learned that doing this barefoot yesterday made it more manageable than now when I’m wearing these sneakers. The mud had much more grip on them than on my naked feet.

But we managed, and eventually, we reached the spot from where I needed to walk toward the tree. I walked into the forest and was out of the water before I knew it. And a few yards farther, I reached the tree.

I noticed the forested part here was still damp when I lay beside the chain. At least I wasn’t lying underwater with my body like yesterday. Opening the padlock was difficult. Some of the mud, or whatever, had found its way into the keyhole. It took me, for sure, a few minutes before it finally unlocked, and I could replace the padlock.

When I looked up, I noticed that John filmed everything again from very close, and right now, his camera was focused on my exposed pussy.

I got up and followed the water’s edge to the hiking trail. While walking, I could hear some boys singing in the distance. It sounded like a marching song of the scouts. Even the others stopped walking to listen. We tried to determine where it came from, but we had no clue about it. At least, it sounded like it was some distance away.

I noticed John pointing at me when we were back on the hiking trail, more specifically, at my ass. I checked it and saw two leaves sticking to it. I shook my ass and the rest of my body to get it all off. I lost the two leaves on my ass, but I’m unsure if something else was still sticking to my back. I don’t think so because John gave me the OK signal with his fingers.

I hadn’t noticed this yesterday because everything had been flooded, but the area at the tree and this part of the hiking trail had been higher than the rest around here. Now I noticed we were slowly walking downhill again to another part of the forest that was still flooded. Thinking back on yesterday, I remember that when I had walked away from the tree, the water level had been much higher. This time though, it looked only a little deeper than the previous pool of water. Patrick was again ahead of me, and I followed him. We had to go slowly because the mud here seemed denser, and it was more challenging to walk through it. At the deepest point, the water had only been a few inches away from the edge of his rain boots.

“Fuck!” I heard Tim say from behind me. I looked at him and noticed the edge of his left boot was underneath the waterline. “Fuck! I stepped into a hole.”

I couldn’t help but giggle. John had been more intelligent, and he had walked into the forest and waded through the water there, and it was less deep, of course.

We were out of the water when we needed to turn right. Tim had quickly emptied his boot, but you could hear the sloshing his boot made. Well, the sneakers I had on did the same, but I had managed to get most of the mud off it by moving my feet through the water at the edge of it.

We walked on, and then we heard that singing again. It was again a marching song of the scouts, but the voices sounded a little louder now. It was funny, but at the same time, also a little scary. We couldn’t pinpoint the direction it was coming from, and by the sound of it, they were with many.

I knew we couldn’t stop or turn back, so we walked on. I was glad we weren’t walking in the water anymore, and we quickly reached the junction where we needed to turn left. This path went slightly upwards, but the constant singing we heard was unnerving, mainly because it sounded like it was getting closer to us.

Patrick motioned towards me to wait and ran up the little hill. At the top, he looked to the left and right and then signaled that I could follow him.

I walked up the little hill towards him, and Tim and John followed me. The singing suddenly stopped.