Walking The Dog by PicturePainter

Walking My DogThe straps around my arms were tightly bound around my wrists holding my arms behind my back. The blindfold felt like silk but I assumed it was some other material. Why would a gang of men carry silk scarves after all! The grass felt damp beneath my bare bum and I shivered as I felt the chill of the evening across my naked chest. My top was ripped open at the front as was my bra leaving me naked from the waist up. And my skirt had gone somewhere along with my panties. The chill of the breeze made goose-bumps appear on my chest, the wetness that was still on my skin making me feel even colder. My mind was in a daze, and I couldn’t think what to do next. Then I heard it, a sniffing noise. “Jack?” I almost whispered my throat still sore from the events of earlier. I heard the distinctive whimper of my pet dog and felt his wet nose on my cheek. “Oh Jack!” I almost cried with relief and felt my eyes well up with tears behind the blindfold. I felt his tongue as it licked my cheek, then my chin. “That’s a good boy!” I smiled as I felt his demonstration of affection, which brought some relief from the events of the night.

Then I felt his long wet tongue on my cum covered breasts and I shuddered. But then I felt my nipples start to harden again…………………………!

2 hours earlier

Jack, my small brown and white cross was running freely up the hill towards the trees at the top. “Jack!” I shouted almost in a shrill voice and he stopped momentarily, to check to see where I was, before bounding on towards what he clearly thought was a rabbit. It was a log! Even I could see that! I told myself I must take him to the vet to get his eyes tested. As I wondered how they would test a dog’s eyesight my face broke into a smile as I envisaged a mental picture of my dog, sitting in a chair with a pair of spectacles on, reading from the letter chart. I laughed at my own daftness.

I continued to walk up the hill and glanced briefly to one side to see a couple of young men playing football with a ball on the other side of the hill. I hoped that Jack wouldn’t try and chase the ball, as he had been known to in the past, but he appeared to be still intent on catching his ‘rabbit’!

The two young men watched from their vantage point on the other side of the hill as the walked towards the trees following her dog. “Got a nice one tonight then Billy!” Said one man to the other and the other grinned not taking his eyes from the female, noting her shape and what she was wearing. “Definitely! As long as Phil and Ian do what they need to!”
“I’m sure they will!” Said the man. “It’s not the first time they’ve done it!”

Moments later I watched Jack run past the log and enter the tree line at the top of the hill. Clearly he had caught sight of something more interesting, perhaps he wasn’t as blind as I thought after all. I looked to see him disappear into the undergrowth. “Jack!” I called out as I looked to see if I could see him. This wasn’t like him to run off completely. “Jack!” I repeated but to no response. “Shit!” I exclaimed to myself knowing that I would need to go into the trees at the top of the hill to try and find him. I walked slowly and cautiously into the clearing between some trees and looked around. “Jack?” I called again.

“Yes?” Came a sudden reply from just behind me and I jumped at the surprise, thinking I was alone in the woods. I turned to see a young man standing looking at me. His dark features and scruffy hair made him look in his early twenties and I eyed him cautiously.
“Did I scare you?” He said slowly looking me up and down and for some reason I started to feel uncomfortable in his company.
“No, um no! No you didn’t!” I hesitated. “I was looking for my dog, Jack!” I looked around again quickly in the vain hope that he might come bounding out of the bushes and to my rescue. But he didn’t. I looked back at the young man. “Right!” He said with a slight smirk on his face. “I thought you were calling me! My name’s Jack!”
“Oh, sorry!” I said feeling almost apologetic, but slightly more relaxed, although I knew I had nothing to apologise for. “I just wanted to find my dog and then go back home!”

The young man’s face suddenly broke into a smile. “No worries. I am Phil. Me, and the boys can give you a hand to look for him.” Moments later the two young men who had been playing football were stood alongside Phil as we was explaining to them about my missing dog, Jack. Both young men looked me up at down and I, now feeling more relaxed, continued to look around for Jack.

I suddenly heard a whimper deep in the trees and started to make my way through with the three young men in tow. I came into another clearing and looked down to see Jack tied to a tree by his collar. His tail started to wag as I approached him. “Who did this to you boy?” I enquired half expecting him to reply before I heard another man speak. “I did, bitch!” I turned just in time to come face to face with a heavy built man in his thirties.
“What, the ………………….!” My voice trailed off as I suddenly felt my arms being pulled behind my back and felt my wrists being tied. I suddenly felt unsteady on my feet and very frightened. “What’s going on!” I demanded looking up to see the man and the other three young men all looking at me aggressively. “You make a noise and I’ll cut the dog’s throat!” Came the firm command from the older man and my lips were suddenly quivering with fear. “Please. Please don’t hurt Jack!” I looked over at my dog to see him simply wagging his tail, pleased to see me.

One of the young men walked over to me and I tried to back away but simply walked backwards against a tree. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” He said and I could smell tobacco on his breath as he leaned towards me. I felt him run his hand over curvy bum cheeks through the material of my skirt and shivered feeling my eyes suddenly well up with tears. “Please, please don’t hurt me!” I said feeling slightly pathetic…………. “Or my dog!” I added. I turned and tried to move away only for the man called Phil to suddenly stand in my way with his hands up in front of me. As I felt one man behind me Phil suddenly placed his hands on my chest, feeling my soft breasts through the material of my top and bra. I suddenly had a spark of confidence and looked directly at him.

“Listen to me! Please leave me alone and I won’t tell anyone. Okay?” I tried to say firmly but with the quiver in my voice it sounded more like I was begging, which in truth I was. I changed my facial expression to one of anger but it suddenly turned to fear again as I heard the older man speak.
“Listen to big tits!” He said mockingly to his colleagues. “Not in the mood?” He turned to look at the others. “Well what should we do now?” He grinned as he spoke. “Perhaps we should let you go then?” He walked towards me and I tried to back away but was caught between the other two men. “Or, perhaps not!” He practically spat the words in my face as he circled me. “Listen to me bitch, we are in the mood!” The two men suddenly backed away from me leaving me standing with my hands tied in the clearing. “And looking at you sexy lady!” He continued as he circled me. “We are really in the mood!” He turned back to the others. “What do you think boys?” He grinned and I noticed some broken teeth in his mouth. “How about a nice gang bang of the slag with the big tits?”
“No, please! Please don’t!” I said helplessly!

“Oh please don’t, please don’t!” One of the men repeated in a patronizing way. “That’s fine, we’ll just kill the dog then!”
“No!” I practically screamed out and looked across at Jack, who was lying on his side looking bored!
The older man stepped forward and looked directly at me. He placed his hands directly onto my breasts squeezing my nipples hard as he did and smiled. “Take her clothes off now!” He ordered and immediately a young man came forward taking the thin material of my top in clenched fists. There was the inevitable ripping sound and my top was open. Next went my bra in the same fashion and I felt the cool air on my chest as my breasts bounced into view for all to see. I started to struggle as I felt hands on my hips but was unable to prevent my skirt being pulled down and my black lace panties went in the same way as my top and bra with a ripping sound! Tears started to flow freely from my eyes now as I stood practically naked and trembling in front of four men who I was sure were now intent on raping me!

“See?” Said the man called Phil. “I told you she was fucking hot!”
Another man grinned. “She fucking is! What do you think?”
The older man came forward, his greasy hair in his eyes. He reached down and grabbed his obvious bulge through his jeans and smiled. “I love fat tits man, and she’s got big fat tits!” He laughed.
“So we gonna fuck her or look at her!” Said Phil as the older man stepped back. I could feel their eyes practically boring into every inch of my body and was scared of what was to happen next.

The older man smiled. “Dance for us slag, like they do in the clubs. Like a stripper!”
Without hesitation and fearing my life I started to dance, reluctantly in the woods. The men seemed happy as I tried to sway my seductively.

As I moved and as they stood watching for some reason I started to feel more relaxed. Was this all they wanted? Would they let me and Jack go now? The evening chill was having the right effect as far as they were concerned and I started to feel my nipples starting to harden.
“Bend over so we can see better!” One man said.
I turned my bare bum towards them and bent over exposing my tight pink arsehole and carefully trimmed pussy to them all.

Perhaps impulsively all the young men seemed to reach out at once to touch me. I felt their hands on my soft skin, my hips, bum and breasts. I was terrified of what might happen but when one hand brushed my hardened nipples electric pulses seemed to spring up all over my body. I tried to calm myself, horrified that my body was responding to this type of treatment. This wasn’t right! I shouldn’t be enjoying their touches!
“Fuck, she feels soft!” One man said. “Her skin’s perfect and hot!” Another added.
“Yeah!” The older man piped in. “Hot with rage!”
I suddenly pulled away and looked back at them all furiously, tears now streaming down my face and smudging my makeup.
“Stop fucking pretending that you’re not enjoying it bitch!” Said the older man, aggressively. “And do as you’re fucking told!”