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Jezebel In Hell
“Ok Dad, I’m all set to go! YAY my first solo backpacking trip! See you when I get back on Sunday!”
As Jezebel trotted out the door she could barley contain her excitement. She had been backpacking many times before but never alone. She could do whatever she wanted, go were she wanted, go at her own pace, and get to feel the excitement of being totally alone and self-sufficient in the woods.
“Be careful!” her Dad yelled out the door as she got into her car.
“Don’t worry! Ill be fine!” she happily yelled out her window as she drove away.
Three hours later she was there, Mohican-Memorial State Forest, 32 glorious hiking miles. She would do 16 miles today and 16 tomorrow. A thrill rushed through her as she got out of her car, strapped on her backpack, and approached the trail head. She could tell this was going to be a trip to remember.
So off Jezebel went, alone into the wilderness. She was 21 years old, 5ft 8in, 130lbs, and athletic build. She wore short black hiking shorts and a skin tight tank top. Her 34D breasts were tightly contained in her athletic bra. On her feet were top of the line hiking boots and a 27lb backpack on her back. Her long defined legs began to carry into the woods, her long brown hair freely brushing over her butt, and her big brown eyes taking in her beautiful surroundings. It was a 70 degree fall day in September. The leaves were starting to fall and change color, the sky was a clear blue with white puffy clouds. It could not have been a more perfect day.
16 miles later it was beginning to get dark. Jezebel found a nice cleared out spot with a small stone fire ring. It was obvious other backpackers had set up here for the night, although it was starting to get overgrown. Then she noticed a small side trail leading up a hill. Many times these trails are very short and lead to a shelter, pit toilet or natural spring. So Jezebel decided to check it out. She walked for about 10m when she started to wonder were this trail went.
“I should have come to something by now.” she thought.
She knew she should go back, but curiosity was getting the best of her. She continued on for about 5 more minutes when she saw a small structure in the distance.
“Wow! Look at that nice shelter!” she thought to herself.
Only as she got closer she realized it was looking more like a cabin then a shelter. Sure enough it was, complete with 4 walls, a roof and a floor. It didn’t look lived in so she tried the door, but it was locked. She went around to the windows, but all locked.
“Oh well” she thought.
“I guess ill just set up camp here then head back to the trail in the morning”.
Jezebel was fast asleep when she heard a rustling sound. She didn’t think much of it, there were a lot of animals in the woods. But as the rustling sound got louder she grew slightly concerned.
“It could be a bear.” she thought nervously.
Just as she was getting her Swiss army knife out the rustling sound stopped. Just then she felt gentle tugs on her tent.
“Oh my God.” she thought. “What the hell?!”
Then in one swift motion the cross poles holding up her tent were whipped out and her tent collapsed around her. She frantically screamed and thrashed as she was drug off. She clawed and scraped at her tent trying to find the zipper but her body was being slammed around as she was drug over rocks and branches.
She felt herself being pulled up a few steps, then onto a hardwood floor. Then all movement stopped, and she heard a slow tearing sound. Jezebel looked up and saw a knife slicing through her tent. Her eyes grew wide with terror as her tent fell around her. There was a huge man standing beside her holding the knife. He was at least 6ft 5, huge build, long dark hair, wearing black leather pants, a black leather top, massive boots, and a black mask. All she could only see of his evil eyes staring down at her. Jezebel opened her mouth wide and started to scream. The man began laughing a deep wicked laugh.
“You are over 15 miles from anything, nobody will ever hear you!”
Jezebel leaped up and ran for the door but the man stopped her dead in her tracks. His massive hand grabbed her arm and pushed her to the ground with little effort. Still screaming Jezebel kicked and flailed as the man began to drag her by her arms deeper into the cabin she had regretfully mistaken for a backpackers shelter. When they got to a door the man forced Jezebel on her stomach, pulled her hands behind her back and zip tied her wrists together. Her shrieks became louder as she heard the tie zip into place. Her captor told her that her screams were giving him a headache, but she didn’t stop.
“Shut up now or ill make you stop!” he howled at her. “There will plenty of time for you to scream once we get in the basement.”
As Jezebel continued to scream it was quickly interrupted by a huge ball gag shoved into her mouth and strapped behind her head. Then the man held the knife to her flailing body.
“Stop you’re wiggling and wining or I will hurt your pretty little tits.
Jezebel grew instantly still. Her captor proceeded to open the door.
Jezebel could only see a long set of steps leading down into darkness. He began to drag her down the steps, her body being slammed around even more. When they got to the bottom of the steps he pulled something from his pocket and quickly tied her legs together. Probably another zip tie but she still couldn’t see. He hoisted her up and she began to try and scream again. He pinched her nipple really hard and told her to stop it, or it would be clamps the next time, as he sat her on some sort of table. Then a light came on, a spot light of some sort that blinded her for a few seconds. When she got her vision back she was in astonishment at what she saw. All kinds of strange equipment all over the room: A table with 4 iron cuffs on it, strategically placed, something that looked like a hammock only it was made out of leather and chain instead of rope, all kinds of restraints fastened to the walls, hooks, and rings on the ceiling, and some even in the floor, an iron cage hanging from the ceiling, something that looked like a “love wedge” only much more menacing, rite behind that was a horrible looking machine with 2 dildos attached to it, the walls were lined with shelves and containers containing God knows what, an industrial sized sink in the corner and as she looked down she realized she was sitting on a Doctor’s exam table.
Jezebel involuntary began to thrash around and attempt to scream through the gag. The man quickly forced her down onto the table and began with fastening a strap around her stomach. He took his knife out and cut the tie binding her hands then proceeded to cuff her wrists above her head to the table. She continued to thrash and wiggle but with no avail. She heard a clanking metal sound, looked down and saw he had taken stirrups out of the end of the table. He freed her legs from the tie only to secure them firmly to the stirrups and then her knees to the leg holders. He grabbed the neck of her shirt and shredded it down the middle. Then he took out his knife and sliced the straps of her bra, then the middle of it. As her bra fell off of her he worked on her hiking shorts. He popped her button off with his knife, then sliced up the side of her zipper down. He grabbed the fabric of her pants and ripped them the rest of the way off but her panties were still on. As she lay there thrashing the man walked over to a near by wall and took a few things out of a drawer. He came back over and laid the items on a small tray next to the exam table. He held her left breast in place, pinched her nipple up, put a clamp on it and then moved onto the right one.
“I told you to stop squirming or id hurt your tits.” he calmly told her.
“Now settle yourself or I will rip them off of you and then put stronger ones on.”
The clamps hurt like hell but Jezebel desperately tried to calm herself down.
“That’s a good girl” he told her. “You will quickly learn to listen to me and do as I say or suffer the consequences. Do you understand me?”
Jezebel struggled to nod her head yes, she didn’t want to, but she was afraid of what would happen if she didn’t. The man smiled at her in approval.
“Now it is time for me to inspect my new fuck toy.” He said as he slowly wandered down to the end of the table.
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