He ties you to a tree and leaves you.

From Create Your Own Story

Status: Naked, bound, gagged

He must have done something to knock you out, because the next thing you know, you are standing against the rough bark of a tree. Your arms are behind the tree, bound tightly at wrist and elbow. There is rope wrapped around your arms, your belly, your breasts and your thighs, all of it going around the tree trunk, holding you tightly in place. Your ankles are bound. You are still gagged. And, you think, the creep destroyed your clothes while you watched.

You look around. The sun is getting lower in the sky, and there are clouds starting to form. You shiver, even though it is still extremely hot. The bark of the tree is rubbing against your skin, a sharp splinter is digging painfully into your butt, your hands are numb, and your face, breasts and belly still hurt.

You start sobbing again.

The creep is standing a few feet away, watching you. He grins when he sees you. "Goodbye, pretty lady," he says. "I don't suppose we'll ever see each other again. Not too many people come out to this part of the woods, so I don't imagine anyone will find you before it's too late."

Still sobbing, you try to plead with the creep, but, of course, you still can't pronounce any legible words, which you find very frustrating.

He watches you intently as you try to speak. "I suppose I could take that gag out," he says. "No one can hear you, so it won't matter if you scream at the top of your lungs. But I'm going to leave it where it is." He grins again. "Think of it as my parting gift to you."

You start struggling with your bonds, looking back behind you as best you can as you do. When you next look around you, the creep is gone. You look around you at the woods. You see no one, and you also see no sign that anyone ever has been out here. You are hoping the man is wrong, and that someone will find you.

You start to cry again. You continue to struggle with your bonds, as that is the only thing you can do.


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