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Subject: {ASSM} Park Ranger
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Date: Thu, 01 Oct 2015 21:10:04 -0400
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Park Ranger
 
  The  young woman, Alana, was walking in the park, lots of trails along 
the  property.  As a park ranger, she had the job of walking them, before the  
property opened in the morning.  Checking to see if there had been problems 
 during the night that had to be cleared or taken care of before the public 
were  let in to enjoy.  She really enjoyed the early morning trek.  Walking 
 in the serenity of the woods, listening to the morning songs of the birds. 
  The park just coming to life. 
    The  trees, beautiful in their autumn colors.  Still holding to  
summer, she is wearing her park uniform.  Khaki button blouse, with her  patches 
and badge.  Proud of her accomplishments in the two years that  she worked 
here.  Khaki shorts, a little cool this time of year; but the  brisk walk 
would keep her legs warm till the sun was up fully. Of course Khaki  socks and 
hiking boots. A walking stick, a small knapsack and a canteen  completed her 
outfit.  She liked the way she looked in her uniform.   She was medium 
height 5"6", little heavier than average built, brown hair and  eyes.
    The  trails seemed like they would be clear, not much wind during the 
night  or moisture to cause problems.  The hike almost two hours, with her  
straightening benches and tables along the way, clearing  brush and  throwing 
human debris in a plastic bags she carried.  Cans and  bottles and food 
packages were some of the litter, with some literature from the  tourist shop, 
left on tables.  This she did not like.  People not  cleaning up after 
themselves.
    Walking  along the Hemlock Trail, she noted how quiet it seemed, she 
walking fairly  noiselessly, a skill picked up since being a ranger.  The 
terrain, quite  steep as it leads along an overhang and then opens up into a 
small picnic area  and the stately hemlocks.  Leaning forward as she climbs the 
path, a little  winded, see didn't notice the man sitting at the table.  
"Oh," a little  startled, and then, a cheery, "good morning."  The man waves a 
hand, as she  walks over to him.  "You aren't supposed to be here, were not 
open till 9,"  looking at her watch.  It was just 7:30.  "Sorry," he says 
standing  up, "just wanted an early stretch of the legs."
    Looking  around, Alana, sees beer cans and smells, pot!  "You have to 
leave," she  tells him.  "No alcohol or cigarettes or pot allowed here."  She 
was a  representative of the park now. Watching him as he stands up to 
leave.   "Sorry, miss."  Reaching out his hand for her to shake, he yanks her  
forward off balance.  Spinning her around quickly, her hand pulled up  behind 
her, he pushes her to the table.  Bending her over the table top, he  pulls 
her hard on the surface, pulling her knapsack off her back.  She  feels a 
prick along her throat, "do not make me cut you", is hissed in her  ear.
    Laying  on the table face down, she is unmoving, fear filling her 
chest.  The man  pushed against the back of her legs, hand still pulled up behind 
her and knife  at her throat.  "Do, not scream," he tells her.  Taking a 
red marking  strip from her pack, he shoves it between her teeth and ties it 
around the back  of her head.  Taking some rope from the pack, he ties it 
around one wrist  and then letting her up, spins her around, quickly pulling 
the other wrist over  and knotting them together.
    Looking  at her nametag, he says, "Alana, we are going to have some 
fun."  Pulling  her by her wrists to a stately tree, he throws the end of the 
rope over a branch  about 8' high, pulling her arms above her head and tying 
the rope off.   Raised just on her tiptoes, he looks at her, seeing the 
gleam of moisture in her  eyes.  Knowing that she is aware of what is going to 
happen; but knowing  she doesn't know all of it.  Walking up to her, he 
kisses her gagged mouth,  and stepping looks appraisingly at the girl.  A 
beautifully full set  of breasts filling her blouse, and nice round hips and ass.  
Reaching  forward he unbuttons the top button of her blouse, watching her 
eyes widen, her  body shaking as each button is opened. She stands there, her 
black bra,  holding those huge melons, his fingers sliding over the front of 
the cups,  feeling the small tips of her nipples.  Softly caressing the 
tissue,  feeling them rise and harden into hard nubs, pushing at her cups.  
Leaning  forward his lips briefly suck and tongue each.  The girls eyes wild, 
tears  on her cheeks.  The realization, dawning as the sun is rising, that 
this  isn't a dream, one of her fantasies.  This is real.  The  mans knife 
moves forward and  cuts the material between the cups, her  huge breasts, 
bursting free.  A couple of quick snips on her straps and her  bra lies on the 
ground.
    The  man reaches for her belt buckle and slides it from the loops of 
her  shorts.  As she feels his fingers inside her waistband, holding her  
pants, so that he can unsnap them, her eyes close tightly shut.   Hearing the 
snick of her zipper being pulled down and the loosening of the  material 
around her waist.  Feeling hands pulling down her shorts, her  thighs clenched 
tightly together trying to keep them up.   "Smack,  smack", she feels the 
doubled up belt, striking the backs of her  thighs.  Involuntarily she relaxes 
them, and the man quickly pulls her  shorts down over her hips and ass, 
sliding to puddle around her ankles.   The cool morning air, a contrast to the 
film of sweat on her body.  Still  eyes close, she hears the quick slice of 
the knife alongside her waist, cutting  her black panties free.  Feeling the 
passage of the material through her  thighs as he pulls it and throw them to 
the ground.  Lowering her hands a  little, till she has a little slack, 
standing flat on the ground, he takes her  walking stick and notching it in two 
spots, 30" apart, ties it at the  notches to her ankles, making a spreader 
for her legs.
    Taking  the belt and keeping it doubled, he walks around behind her and 
starts to whip,  her cheeks,  sounds of pain, issue from her gag.  Her 
cheeks, shaking  with each blow, reddening and heating up.  Then he smacks a few 
across  her back and the back of her thighs.   Walking around to  the 
front, he reaches up and pinches her right nipple, squeezing hard,  holding it 
for long seconds and then releasing it after a quick  twist.  The girl jerking 
with pain. Stepping back, he takes the belt  and whips it across her soft 
white belly.  And then across her breasts,  savoring the whimpers that she is 
now reduced to, hanging limply. Shaking with  the stroke and then settling 
down to tremble in her bonds.  Her  body a series of stripes from the belt, 
back, ass thighs, stomach and  breasts.  Tears dripping unto her breasts.  
Leaning forward the man,  licks at the tear on her breasts and cheeks, then 
dropping the belt, her hand  reach for her nipples and squeeze both, pulling 
and twisting at her tits, his  mouth now sucking and biting the nipples.  
His teeth marks all over her  round breasts.
    As  he suckles a nipple, his hand reaches down and probes at her pussy 
lips.   They are red and swollen, and yes they are wet.  Thought savaged by 
the  man, she has in spite of herself, enjoyed his touch.  Embarrassed as 
well  as humiliated his fingers probe her wet hole, pushing deep into her  
tunnel.  Rubbing at her clit, just poking out.  Kneeling down in front  of her, 
holding her hips in his hands, his mouth licks at her slit, tongue  probing 
along and then rubbing her clit, as his fingers, fuck her  hole.
    Sobbing  into her wet gag, the girl her eyes tightly closed, as the man 
lowers her  arms.  Untying her hands, he places her on the ground, on all 
fours, her  legs still spread wide. Knowing what is coming next, she  sobs, 
and then feels the man behind her.  Then his fingers are pushing at  her 
pussy and she feels his cock, entering her from behind.  Shoving into  her wet 
open hole.  Her lips spreading for his head and the hard shaft that  follows. 
 His hands holding her hips as he shoves into her, stroke after  stroke, 
fingers now reaching under rubbing her clit and lips.   Whimpering as she 
feels the pleasure that his cock is giving her.  And her  wanting him to keep 
pounding at her pussy.
    Feeling  the gag loosening and pulled from her mouth, she feels a cock 
pushing at her  lips.  Eyes fly open to see a hairy crotch and a cock, slide 
into her  mouth.  Her face buried in the man's groin, as he fucks her face 
and  mouth.  This isn't her first attacker, he is still pumping her pussy 
with  his hard cock.  Finally, he shoots a load of cum into her pussy and 
pulls  free from her pussy.  Quickly, she feels another cock shoved in her  
hole.  This one shorter; but thicker then the first.   Her  body shakes as her 
orgasm, weakens her knees, being held up by the  cocks in her mouth and 
pussy.  Finally the man, can take no more of her  tongue and lips sucking his 
organ.  The first jet fills, her mouth;  but he pulls free and shoots, strands 
of cum into her face and hair.  The  goo hanging down in long white strands. 
 Her body like jelly as the  man in her pussy, shoots his load, deep into 
her pussy.  Pulling free,  Alana, on all fours, the men standing around her 
oozing body.  Whimpers  still coming from her mouth, body trembling,  
waiting............"bitch.....we will have you  again"...... 
   
    
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