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The two men did go hunting that day. So what did Jared mean when he said 'no hunting'? Why did I get this eerie feeling that I was the object they were talking about? No. That's just silly. Who in their right mind hunts humans? There had to be something else. Something I didn't understand. Some internal matter only they knew. After all, I didn't know them, and it was none of my business to pry. Therefore I decided not to worry about it and just be grateful that they let me stay a couple of days. Hopefully I would remember something more by tomorrow. Maybe I would have another dream. A flashback. Just something that told me who I was, and about my life. About Kemar. He was probably looking for me.

They went hunting anyway... Hm.

I had offered to wash their clothes while they were away, as a little gesture of gratitude in return for their hospitality. My own were finally dry and clean and I felt a lot more comfortable wearing clothes that actually fitted. So I gathered the soap and the first half of the big pile of laundry and walked up to the lake where I bathed yesterday. I would get the rest later.

The swans were gone now, but I could see a few ducks searching for food not far from where I was standing. Unfortunately, they got scared when they saw me and swam further away. They still completed the beautiful fairy tale, though. With nature's spectacular rusty colored dress, it looked like a piece of heaven. No photo would ever do this scenery justice. It was something you'd just have to experience and treasure in your heart forever.

After a quick glance around to make sure I was alone, I took off my clothes, folded them and placed them on a stone. Then I started sorting out the laundry and decided which one to begin with. It was the dirtiest clothes I'd ever seen, and the stench was downright intense. But what baffled me was that the smell wasn't bad hygiene. They didn't smell much of old sweat and dirty man. They smelled soil, moss and... Dog.

"You're imagining things, Skylar," I mumbled to myself. Then I took the first two pieces of clothing, a shirt and a sweater, and strode out into the water. It was just as cold as the day before, but it was livable. And since the sun was up and I had to scrub the clothes pretty hard to get them properly clean, I didn't freeze like I did yesterday. I was still trembling a bit when I was done with the last one, so I looked forward to putting on my clothes again. But when I returned to the stone where I left them, they were gone.

How could they be gone when I was the only one here?

I felt awfully exposed as I walked around searching for them. If I met someone right now, I'd be so embarrassed that I'd jump into the lake and never resurface. But it wasn't like I could sit around and wait until the clothes dumped into my lap either, so I had to keep looking. I circled around the stone where I knew I put them when I suddenly became aware of something in the corner of my eye. I was not alone.

"Well, well, well... Aren't you a pleasurable sight?"

It was Buck. And with an intimidating grin, he approached me while holding my folded clothes in his hand. Naturally my own hands immediately went to cover myself up as well as I could, but he still saw way more than I appreciated.

"Searching for these, honey?"

His voice was like a hissing snake, only deeper, and his small, pig-like eyes were stinging like wasps as he shamelessly stared at my body. I barely dared to breathe, and my heart rate hammered in my ears. And with wide eyes, I watched how he gradually came closer, still with the disgusting grin on his face. It almost looked like he snarled without sound.

"Give me those," I said and looked at my clothes.

"These?" he asked, like it was the dumbest thing he'd ever heard. Then he started laughing and shaking his head. I didn't even dare to answer. It was a rhetoric question anyway.

"No, no. That would be a shame, Skylar. Because you see, I find it a lot better when I can see all of you. You've got a great figure, you know. Nice, round ass, perky, full breasts, and good hips to dig my fingers into when I pound my cock into your little pussy. I wonder why Jared didn't do that already. I know he wants you. He wants you so badly."

He spoke the last few words so slowly that it made me shudder, and the way he smirked made me cringe.

"But since Jared doesn't have the balls to fuck you, I'm sure you don't mind that I take his place. Hm?"

I glared at him and tried my best to hide how scared I was.

"Don't you dare touch me," I said. It was meant to be a threat but sounded like a squeak, and Buck chuckled while he started circling me like I was a prey. He threw my clothes into a random bush nearby, and I instinctively stepped backwards to keep my distance. He was way too close already. He had no trouble grabbing me if he wanted.

"Skylar, Skylar, Skylar... I'm gonna do so much more than just fuck you. Things that you wouldn't even be able to imagine. And I promise you, it's gonna be... Exciting."

There was a different glow in his eyes now. Something similar to the glow I'd seen in Jared's eyes, only that was just brief. Buck's eyes on the other hand kept etching through my soul, and I felt adrenaline and panic flush through me as I prepared to flee. He was going to make me pay him back for saving my life, wasn't he? Unfortunately for him, I would rather die than to let him take advantage of my body the way he so obviously desired. Just one look at his groin told me that.

"Like what you see?" he snickered and grabbed his bulge. Luckily, it was still tucked in his pant because I wasn't sure if I could handle seeing it for real. Just the thought made me feel sick. He took a step forward and I took a step back and got caught in between the branches of a tree, and since I couldn't get any further, he raised his hand and stroked my chin.

"I said don't touch me!" I shouted, and I hated the mocking chuckle I got in return. If only he could stop laughing! Instead he ignored me and kept on with his sick mind-game.

"I'm gonna make sure you know what a decent sized dick feels like when I rip you in two, because this..."

He did it. He opened up his pants and pulled himself out, and I retched from the sight of his semi-erect member.

"...is going to be the best fuck you've ever had. And... The last."

He growled the last part, and he was so serious that I almost started crying. And when he started stroking himself I almost vomited. He was absolutely right. He was large. And I could only imagine how painful it would be if he went through with what he had in mind.

"Stay away from me, Buck," I begged, but he only laughed in my face. He enjoyed this way more than any sane man could understand. And the fact that he took his time and dwelled with the moment was probably the scariest of all. It was like he thrived on torturing me.

"I said, get the fuck away from me!" I screamed, and a couple of birds flew up from a nearby bush. My heart was about to pound itself out of my chest and I couldn't get enough oxygen even though I breathed hard. I almost forgot the embarrassment of being naked. And because I was so scared of his presence and intentions, I started screaming for Jared from the top of my lungs.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," he snickered and shook his head while his disgusting pig eyes ran up and down my body with hunger.

"Jared's not here, sweetie pie," he said in a way that sounded like he was telling a fairy tale for a child. "He's busy hunting far, far away from here. And do you know what the funny part is? He thinks I am hunting with him."

He hollered before he suddenly turned dead serious.

"But he's not completely wrong, though. I am hunting. For his girl."

"I AM NO ONE'S GIRL!" I yelled. "GO TO HELL!"

My voice sounded so strong and powerful in my head but came out like a weak mumble that seemed to turn Buck on even more. He was stroking himself firmer now, and he hummed and opened his mouth to show how turned on he was.

"Do more of that, honey. I love feisty girls."

His jaw slackened when he increased the speed of his hand, and I ducked under a branch and stepped sideways to get around the tree so I could escape. But since my eyes were glued to the monster in front of me, I didn't see the root on the ground that made me trip and fall backwards so I landed on my shoulder. I cried out. Tears from pain and anxiety pushed their way out and rolled down my cheeks and blurred my vision, and I struggled to get up.

"Oh! Already on your back? Aww, you make it too easy for me, Skylar."

He was standing right in front of me now and looked like he didn't quite know whether he should keep pressuring me, or just get straight to business. It was like a cat that had caught a mouse, and this was the part where he played with it before he went for the final kill.

Something snapped in my mind, and my survival instinct kicked in with full force. I crawled to my feet in a hurry and ran off the fastest I could. Unfortunately I had no idea where to run, and the terrain was uneven and partially a swamp since it was so close to the lake. Bushes, sticks and stones clawed at my skin both on my legs and the rest of my body each time I fell, and I was bleeding from cuts and scratches several places. It was like a nightmare. The kind where you run and run without getting anywhere.

I didn't feel any pain anymore. I was in complete survival mode and couldn't think straight at all. I wanted to scream for help but needed the oxygen to get as far away from Buck as possible. But when I looked back to see how close he was, he was still standing on the same spot, laughing like a maniac while he tucked his erection back into his pants.

Wasn't he going to follow me? Would I really manage to get away?

I felt confused but didn't allow myself to stop running. Either this was a really bad dream, and I would wake up soon, or I'd have to run until I collapsed and hope it was far enough away so he wouldn't find me. And then I would run some more until I found my way home and back to safety.

Eventually, I slowed down because it felt like I couldn't breathe anymore. My lungs ached and my throat was sore, and I had no idea it was possible to be this close to fainting without actually faint. It was first when I stopped that I realized that I didn't hear anyone behind me. No heavy breathing like mine and no footsteps or breaking branches. And for some reason that scared me more than anything.

I held my breath and listened, but I could only hear the clucking from the water and some birds singing. I normally loved birdsong, but right now I just wished they could shut up. Being naked and alone in the middle of nowhere was so overwhelming that I sobbed into my hands. The adrenaline was fading, and the pain from all the cuts and bruises on top of the pain in my ribs and the headache was simply too much to endure. I didn't know where I was or where to go, and I kept looking for Buck like he'd jump out right in front of me. And that's what he did...

"Gave up already, Skylar?"

I screamed when Buck appeared out of nowhere. But before I managed to escape, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me to his chest. Strong arms wrapped around me like stinking tentacles, and no matter how hard I tried to fight him, he was just way too strong.

"You can run as much as you want, honey, but you'll never get away from me," he whispered in my ear, and made the blood freeze in my veins. I knew he was right. I was so sure I was far away from him by now, yet he was right here. There had been no sounds of him sneaking up on me and he wasn't even breathing much, while I was still panting like a whale. I would never be able to run away from him.

"Ever since I first saw you after the episode with that bear, I've been looking forward to ravishing you until you don't know how to breathe anymore. And here you are in my arms in all your naked glory, waiting for me to fill your pussy with my cum."

"NOOOOOO!" I screamed and gave my all in an attempt to break free.

"Oh, yes," he chuckled, totally unaffected. Then he started to kiss my neck. His wet tongue licked me like a dog licking its fur, and I felt so disgusted that I retched. Then he pushed his bulge against my hip and rolled his hips a few times, until I managed to bite his ear.

"FUCK, BITCH! I'LL TEACH YOU HOW TO BEHAVE, YOU FUCKING SLUT!" he roared out and slapped my face so hard that my head whipped to the side. Then he grabbed my neck and squeezed with both hands until it became impossible to breathe. Black spots ruined my vision, and small wheezing sounds was all that managed to escape through my throat. No screams for help. No telling him to back off. Just gurgling until my body grew limp. Then he suddenly released me, and I fell to the ground, gasping for air.

"WILL YOU BEHAVE NOW?" he shouted in rage. But I couldn't answer him because my throat hurt like hell, and I didn't manage to do anything else but to nod. And when the dark spots gradually disappeared, they were replaced by the silhouette of Buck standing on his knees between my legs, about to open his pants again.

I propped myself up on my elbows and whimpered from the pain in my ribs. I contemplated running again even though I knew it was a lost match. He knew the wilderness like his own back pocket, and he was obviously much faster than me. What was the point? But when I saw his ugly grin when he lowered himself on top of me, I tried anyway. And he enjoyed it! That fucking bastard loved that I still tried to fight him! Sadly, I stood no chance, and he gripped me and pinned my arms to the ground while he shamelessly devoured my body with eyes. They stopped at the large bruises on my ribs.

"He slapped you good, didn't he?" he murmured and admired the damages the bear had done to my body.

"Good. Because that's only the beginning of what's to come. Or should I say 'cum'? Because now..."

He adjusted himself and got ready to defile my private area. And no matter how hard I tried to pull my thighs together, he still managed to force himself between them and placed his dick at my entrance, ready to push inside. I screamed the loudest I could until my lungs were empty. Then I started crying because I knew no one would hear me. So I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared for the worst.

Suddenly I got a feeling of déjà vu. Flashbacks to a similar situation flared through my mind. I had experienced this before. I didn't remember exactly when or by who, but I had definitely been raped before. My body remembered even though my mind didn't. I had been sexually assaulted before, and this one was just another one in a row.

Another one in a row...