As he crawls up, he slaps my arse with the hardest smack he could muster. I let go of a gag-muffled yelp as the sting stiffens me up, forcing my arse...to close tightly. Apparently, that was his intent. As he shoves his cock into me my entire body becomes rigid in reaction and the pain once again sears through my pelvis. I try to scream through the gag, to no avail. One by one, the succession of men violate me, each thrusting as hard as they can, as if they’re trying to fuck me into the next. Hitch pulled out binoculars and slowly scanned the valley below for the third time since they'd stopped. They were deep in the forest, and as before, he saw no sign of other humans. There might be some down there, but if they were smart, they were keeping their heads down and, like he had at the bunker, vented their smoke through a series of diverging pipes which led to little, if any, sign of a fire visible from more than a few meters away. It was an old-school tactic to survive a long period. That strangely had me wondering what Violet’s mother looked like – my mind was drawn back to a conversation from Wesley and I’s circle of mates. Wes had gotten himself dumped the second time that year, and Brian was trying to cheer him up by saying, ‘I’m pretty sure you dodged a bullet. You shouldn’t worry about it.’ ‘What?’ Wes had replied. ‘Haven’t you seen her mum?’ ‘Mate. What?’ There were stupid snickers from the others, but Brian continued on as if he had the best piece of golden advice. "She told me that I might have to…um….convince you." Her hand slyly pulled her skirt hem up exposing a very revealing pair of red silk panties with a tussle of blonde hair protruding all around it. "I'm not sure exactly what she meant…." As she let the skirt fall back down into place smiling at me."I still have a fair amount of work yet to finish, are you sure there is no one else you can get a ride home from?" I asked looking quickly back down at the papers on my desk, I was not very sure that.