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THE HUNTED The young girl slammed into a moss covered tree and used it for support, she was gasping for breath, her chest heaving. She had run and run for miles and her naked body was covered with sweat, dirt, bruises and scratches from the many bushes and rocks she had ran through or bumped into in her flight. To say she was naked was not completely true, she had been given plimsoles to protect her feet a little and her hands wore mittens. Special, tight fitting mittens which contained the whole hand, thumb and all, meaning she could not use her hands to unbuckle anything! This meant that she could not get rid of her tail! The tail in question was long and bushy, reddish brown with a white tip. It was attached to a six inch dildo which was very firmly shoved up her backside! Two straps around her waist and one between her legs all fastened together at the front ensuring that the dildo remained firmly in place! She was about 12 years old, with a slender body and brown hair tied back in a pony tail, she had tiny, pointed breasts on her chest, a slight tummy and the faintest tuft of hair on her mound, just above the start of her slit. Clipped into her hair were two, large, fake animal ears, the same colour as her tail. The whole ensemble was topped off by the long, pointed snout, also reddish brown, which was strapped to her face and buckled behind her head. Her little cunt was raw from the rubbing of the tight strap between her legs, her arse hurt like Hell from the pressure of the dildo inside it and from several red stripes where she had been whipped, but little Karen had no time for pain, she had to keep running, she had to escape! Her tail smelled bad, very bad, it had been dipped in what the hunt master called “Essence of fox” and it was this smell that the hounds were following! THE HOUNDS! She could hear them far off in the distance! She hoped that she had put them off her scent by running through a stream and doubling back several times. Were they getting closer? Had they picked up “her” smell again? As she leant there, catching her breath, she looked around her. She had no idea where she was, she had run for miles and miles. This way and that, up hills, down dales, through woods and across streams yet she had still not found the edge of his Lordship’s estate! That was her goal, find the boundary wall and she would be free! That was the promise they had given her when the hunt had started and she had been given an hours head start! The dozen or so men had whipped her arse and laughed at her as she had run off, waddling slightly because of the dildo in her rectum, her tail swishing from side to side! After an hour they had mounted their horses and let loose the hounds, the day’s hunt had begun! ---- “Capital idea old boy!” Said Captain Peacock as the little girl ran off into the distance. He slapped Lord Percy on the back, “Absolutely capital idea! Where do you get these girls from eh?” The idea that the Captain was referring to was a new kind of hunt his Lordship had dreamed up. Ever since the British government had banned fox hunting the gentry had struggled to maintain this “aspect” of their way of life. Some “drag hunted”, meaning the fox hounds followed a lure. Some still hunted illegally. But his Lordship had come up with the idea of hunting naked, little girls instead! Of course, the huntsmen had to be a select few and the hunt had to be contained within his estate, out of the sight of prying eyes, also the hounds had to be muzzled and their claws had to be clipped, but nevertheless it was still such fun! “I have a friend who gets them from the towns and cities” He replied to the Captain’s question. “They are full of Chavs and scum and it’s easy for him and his friends to snatch one every now and then. Most are packed off to be sex slaves or are forced to be child prostitutes. Naturally he let’s me have the prettiest ones! Once I get tired of one I let him have her back and off she goes to her former intended destiny!” “Well bloody good show old boy!” Said the Captain, with a broad grin on his face! “Almost makes me wish we don’t succeed in getting the ban lifted! Eh what!” “Nothing to stop us doing both is there!” His Lordship replied, with an equally broad grin! Guffaws of laughter rang out from the small crowd of other hunters, specially selected from his Lordship’s circle of friends in the nobility and the forces! There were sixteen in all, mostly men in their forties and fifties with a couple of younger ones. The one exception was Lady Bourne, an attractive young women in her late twenties! All had an appetite for very young female flesh (and sometimes male) and were quite used to the burgeoning trade in sex slaves that had blossomed over the last few years. Fed by the over breeding of the scum underclass that England was awash with these days. Lady Bourne was especially noted for her leather fetish and her sadistic streak. Her private chambers often echoed to the screams of young preteens as they were thrashed with a horsewhip! On “special hunt” days, most of the servants were given the day off, only those “in the know” and with the same tastes as His Lordship remained to serve drinks and luncheon. Their reward was being allowed to play with His Lordship’s “toys” when he was not using them himself. “What about the one’s that get away old chap?” Captain Peacock queried “How do you stop em from blowing the whistle on your little game?” His Lordship gave him a wry smile and a wink. “None have ever escaped Captain” He replied, “Oh I promise them freedom if they reach the boundary wall but that just makes the little bitches run faster and harder! Nothing like a bit of hope to spur them on! Any that do reach the wall are brought back here, cleaned up and shipped back to my friend!” The Captain and several of the other guests laughed long and loud at this revelation! Drinks and pre hunt fruit cake were passed around, then the last of the riders mounted their horses, the hounds were released and the hunt began! ---- Karen made up her mind and started running again, she was exhausted but forced herself to keep going, the baying of the hounds was getting closer, they were on to her again! Although the hounds wore muzzles so that they could not bite, the muzzles were loose enough so that the hounds could howl and even bark a little. Freezing cold water splashed her skin, raising little goosebumps as she ran through another stream. The cold Autumn air bit into her and made her little nipples spike out. She opted for the woods again and ploughed into the dense undergrowth, yelping and wincing as rough branches raked her skin again. On and on she ran, screaming in pain at one point where she ran into a huge clump of nettles which left hundreds of tiny stings on her naked flesh! She paused to get her breath again, she was deep in the woods now and could not see the edge. But she could hear the hounds out there, their baying and howling was getting closer! She forced herself to ignore her pain and kept on going, she had to get away from these people. Somewhere off to her right she could hear the high pitched hunt horns blowing, the howling of the dogs was getting louder, they were getting closer! She burst through the undergrowth and out into a clearing, straight ahead and down the slope there was a wall, the boundary wall! She had found it! She looked left and right but could see nothing so she started running! She ran like her life depended on it for the boundary wall. “YOIKS!” She heard a shout to her right! The hunt master had spotted her! The call was echoed by other riders . “Tally ho!” came another call and she could hear the sound of hoof beats behind her and the howling of the dogs as they drew near! She ran and ran, gasping and panting, tears streaking her face. Suddenly with the boundary wall only ten yards away, she tripped on a root and fell flat on her face! “NO!” She cried and tried to get up, but it was too late, a horse pulled up in front of her and then the hounds were on her! She curled up into a ball as over a dozen of them leapt onto her, pawing her, nuzzling her and trying to sink their teeth into her but their muzzles prevented them from doing so! Nevertheless, it was a very unpleasant experience as even their clipped claws scratched her skin and they slobbered all over her! “Back!” Yelled a male voice and she heard a whip crack, “Back now , back “ . One by one the hounds were pulled off her and she heard other horses thundering to a halt all around her! “Who was first to her?” Said another male voice, she recognised it as the voice of His Lordship. Hands grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. She looked around at all of the grinning faces around her. Someone fiddled with the buckle behind her head and her “snout” was removed. “Please”, she sobbed, “Please, please let me go, I almost made it, please!” His Lordship slapped her across the face and repeated his question. “Who was first?” A young man stepped forward from the small crowd and bowed to His Lordship, It was the young Lord Flashman, a handsome young man but with a sadistic streak to rival Lady Bourne’s. “I believe the honour is mine your Lordship” he said, stepping closer to Karen and leering down at the little girl’s trembling body. “Then the brush is your’s young fella!” said His Lordship. Flashman reached down and roughly unbuckled the straps on Karen’s front then he spun her around and bent her over. To tremendous applause he yanked out the big dildo from her rectum and held it and the tail, or brush, over his head! “Bravo!” Cheered the circle of hunters “Bravo!” Lord Flashman unzipped his flies and took out his penis, it was long and thick. He stuck his fingers into Karen’s rectum and probed roughly, making her scream. “Now I’m going to replace that dildo with my prick you little whore” He said, moving his fingers in and out of her arse. Then he pulled them out and fingered her sore slit. “And when I’ve fucked you up this cute little arse of yours, bitch” He continued “I’m going to fuck your juicy little cunt!” “Hold on a minute, young man!” Said Lord Percy, “Let’s get the little bitch cleaned up before we give her a good seeing to, you aren’t the only one who wants to fuck her, you just get to be first!” Bottles of water and wash cloths were produced and Karen was roughly scrubbed clean, then blankets were thrown on the ground and she was forced onto all fours. By now, all of the hunters, including Lady Bourne, had stripped naked! “Let me warm the little cunt up for you!” Said Lady Bourne, with an evil grin. She fetched her long, thin horse whip. Two of the men grabbed Karen’s shoulders and held her fast as Her Ladyship brought the whip whistling down on Karen’s buttocks! CRACK! Went the whip as it lashed across her bare backside! “Aieeeeeeeee” She shrieked as he cruel whip bit into her naked skin! CRACK! THWACK! WHACK! Went the whip as Lady Bourne lashed Karen’s arse cheeks and legs over and over again and the little girl screamed in pain. When her ladyship had done she knelt down in front of Karen, grabbed her hair and forced the little girl’s mouth down onto her wet cunt lips. “Lick my cunt you little bitch” She said, “Lick my pussy while Lord Flashman gives you a good fucking! With that, she felt strong hands gripping her hips and flinched in further pain as Flashman’s huge cock was thrust into her rectum! To the cheers of all he pounded his length into the little girl, raping her savagely whilst Lady Bourne rubbed her sex onto Karen’s mouth harder and harder until she reached a frenzied climax! As she stood up to towel herself down, Lord Percy knelt down in front of the crying girl and thrust his own, fat cock into her mouth! “Suck my cock you townie scum!” He exclaimed “Suck noble cock with your filthy whore’s mouth!” He then rammed his cock into the girl’s mouth hard, stabbing it against the back of here throat, making her gag and choke. As Lord Percy fucked Karen’s face, Lord Flashman pulled out of her aching rectum and forced his length into her sore vagina. Both men then fucked the little girl furiously, raping her hard until they both exclaimed “YOIKS!” In unison and flooded her mouth and cunt with their sperm! “Bloody good show!” Gasped Lord Percy as he pulled his penis out of Karen’s mouth and wiped himself off with a towel he was handed. “Not bad at all” Said the younger Lord Flashman as he too wiped himself down. “But I think she needs more encouragement if she’s going to please us all a few times before we head back, if I may your Ladyship?” He enquired holding out his hand. Lady Bourne inclined her head and handed him her whip. Once again, rough hands grabbed Karen and held her steady. THRASH! A vicious blow cut across Karen’s tender buttocks, leaving a long red welt and wrenching a loud anguished scream from her throat. SLASH! WHACK! THWACK! CRACK! For the second time that afternoon the little girl’s backside and legs were lashed mercilessly as she struggled and screamed and the throng of hunters yelled their encouragement. When Lord Flashman had finished with the whipping, Captain Peacock positioned himself at Karen’s mouth and another guest knelt down behind her, then her terrible ordeal began anew. On an on went the cruel rape, hour after hour Karen’s mouth, anus and cunt were abused by cock after cock. Eventually, the last of the hunters spent himself inside her and Karen’s unconscious body was thrown over a saddle and they rode back to the stables! ---- Another misty Autumn day dawned and the Special Hunt gathered in the main stable yard on Lord Percy’s estate. The men and the Lady Bourne lined up in two rows forming an avenue leading out of the yard and into His Lordship’s vast estate. A cheer went up as the Master of the Hunt appeared, dragging a naked, young blonde haired girl by the arm. She was about the same age as Karen had been, a little shorter and plumper perhaps with more of a tummy, slightly larger breastlets and a little more hair on her mound, her long, wavy locks had been left loose and cascaded over her shoulders. Charly was wearing the same “Uniform” that Karen had worn. Plimsoles, mittens, ears, snout and a dildo with tail attached shoved firmly up her backside and buckled in place! Apart from this , she was completely naked! The hunters each held a long, thin whip in one hand and a glass of best port in the other. Charly was dragged over to the avenue of grinning gentry! “The rules have been explained to you slut!” Said Lord Percy “You have an hours head start, reach the wall which marks the boundaries of the estate and you go free, but if we catch you we give you a damn good thrashing and we all fuck you senseless!” With that, Charly was shoved in the back and she ran like Hell down the avenue of hunters, each one of them taking a swipe at her backside with their whips and making her yelp in pain!” As they all laughed at the little girl half waddling, half running off into the distance, Lord Percy coughed to get their attention. “Lady” He said, inclining his head to Lady Bourne “And gentlemen, I give you today’s fox!” He raised his glass towards the diminishing form of Charly. The others raised their glasses also. “To today’s fox!” They exclaimed in unison and the yard echoed to the sound of chinking glasses as the hunters saluted their quarry and drank deeply! |