The creep decides to come back and finish you off.
From Create Your Own Story
Status: Naked, bound to a tree, gagged
Desperately, you fight down panic. Still crying, you struggle frantically with your bonds. It does no good, and deep down, you knew it wouldn't. The rope is too tight for you to budge it, and your hands have grown numb.
Time passes. Day becomes night. You spend the night unable to sleep, shivering from fear and cold, looking around you at the woods. When night falls, the woods are too dark for you to see more than a few feet, which leaves you scared and claustrophobic. Then, you think some time after midnight, a mist rolls in, reducing visibility even further; you can't see more than a foot or so until the mist goes.
Night becomes day. You open your eyes, realizing you must have slept, but only briefly and not very deeply. You don't feel at all refreshed. You look around you at the woods, then down at your bonds. Shit, you think. This wasn't a bad dream. This is really happening.
When you look back up, you realize the miscreant is standing a few feet in front of you, looking at you with a smile on his face. You give a start, then try to speak to him. "Mmmph mmm mmmph!" is all you manage. He pays no attention to it.
"I thought about it, pretty lady, and I decided I couldn't leave you out here like this, to die of exposure, or starve to death, or be eaten by animals and birds. I should do something about it."
"Mmmm," you say, vigorously nodding your head. It looks like the miscreant has decided to let you go.
But he seems to be in no hurry to untie you. Gradually, you realize he has some sort of long, slim bag slung over one shoulder. As you watch, he drops it on the ground. Then he bends over and takes something out of it. He holds it so you can't see it very well, and it takes you a while to realize what it is.
A bow and a quiver of arrows.
Can he mean to use it on you?
You try to plead with the miscreant, speaking through your gag, desperately trying to make yourself understood, unashamedly pleading for your life. If the man hears you, he pays no attention.
He steps back a few feet, raises the bow, nocks an arrow, fires.
You scream in agony as the arrow hits you in the left knee.
He swiftly fires one into your right knee, then fires his third into your pussy. You freak out at the sight of the long hard shaft of the arrow sticking out of your lady parts. Then the pain hits you. You scream and try to struggle with your bonds again, even though you know it is futile.
The miscreant continues to fire arrows into your body, aiming at your navel, both breasts, your sternum, your shoulders, your throat, and both eyes. Sometime during this fusillade of arrows, probably about the time one hits your sternum, you expire from shock and loss of blood.
THE END
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