Archive-name: Fantasy/woods.txt
Archive-author: Dr. Phil
Archive-title: Woods, The


  "I must say, Jonathan, I've just had such a wonderful time
today!"
  "Me, too" echoed Sarah. "And you're such a dear to see us home
from the party."
  "My pleasure, ladies. I couldn't see you riding home alone in the
dark."
  Claire giggled mischievously. "My sister and I just lost all
track of time tonight! We were supposed to leave a couple of hours
ago so we could ride home in the light. I'm afraid that Daddy's
gonna tan both our hides when we get home so late."
  Sarah gasped at her sister's comment and Jonathan blushed and
clucked at the horse to hurry up a bit. He had tied his own horse
behind the Wilson girls' carriage and he sat between the two lovely
young ladies as they glanced at each other behind his back and
giggled.
  "Now don't you worry about that, Claire. I'm sure your Daddy will
be happy that I escorted the two of you safely home. Besides, we
can take a shortcut through the woods and you'll save over an
hour's time."
  "Oh no!" gasped Sarah. "Those woods are HAUNTED! There's all
kinds of stories about people going in there and never being seen
again! I think I'd rather face my Daddy's belt than those woods."
  "Oh, nonsense!" Jonathan waved his hand in dismissal. "That's a
lot of hogwash. I been in those woods before. Lotsa times! Ain't
nothing to be ascared of. Besides, you got me to protect you!"
  "Well, since you put it that way..." Claire snuggled up to
Jonathan."
  "No, please!" continued Sarah. "I'm really afraid. I've heard
some awful stories about those woods. They say there's creatures
who live there who eat people that they catch. I'm scared!"
  "If we go through the woods, we'll still have some daylight.
It'll be fine, honest. It'll be much safer than riding home the
long way in the dark."
  "Well, maybe... but I'm still afraid."
  Jonathan put his arm around Sarah and squeezed her shoulder. Both
women huddled against him and he almost shivered himself, though
not from fear. Their softness and the smell of their perfume made
his hands tremble and he shook the reins to hide his shakiness.
  Claire and Sarah Wilson were two of the prettiest young women
around. All the other guys would have given anything to be in
Jonathan's place right now.
  Claire was the older of the two. She was nineteen. Her sister
Sarah was a year younger and a lot more reserved. Claire was a bit
on the wild side. Many a young man would have liked to rope her in
but she seemed to enjoy being single, even if it meant living with
her parents and her sister. This wild streak caused her to look
forward to the excitement of riding through the haunted woods with
Jonathan. This would give her an excuse to cuddle up and squeeze
him, all innocently of course! She knew the effect she had on men
and she loved teasing them just a bit. She giggled and gripped his
arm tighter as the carriage turned and headed off the road and into
the woods.
  The three of them rode on in silence as the sun cast long shadows
about them. Claire and Sarah moved even closer to Jonathan, who
took every opportunity to squeeze the frightened girls and whisper
encouraging comments.
  Claire began talking about the party they had just attended and
giggled as she talked about some of the dances she had had. She was
trying to cheer her sister up but Sarah was obviously still
frightened. Jonathan seemed a little jealous when Claire mentioned
some of the other young men, but she smiled at him and his ears
turned red from embarrassment. 
  They had been travelling through the woods for about fifteen
minutes when it finally dawned on them that it was VERY quiet. More
quiet than it should be. There were no animal noises. No birds. It
was, in a word, spooky. The sun was close to setting and the eerie
silence about them was broken only by the sounds of their own
horses and carriage. 
  Suddenly the carriage horse reared up and whinnied, frightened.
  "Easy there.... easy...." Jonathan tried calming the animal but
it continued rearing and whinnying. 
  "What's going on Jonathan? Why did he stop?" Claire gripped his
arm tighter. Sarah's hands were shaking. The carriage had come to
a stop and the women were trembling in fear as Jonathan continued
trying to calm the skittish horse. All of a sudden Jonathan's
horse, which had been tied to the rear of the carriage, broke free
and galloped off into the woods.
  "Ginger! Come back!" Jonathan called out after her but she
galloped away as if someone were chasing her.
  "Damn!" Jonathan cursed. "I hope she makes it home okay."
  As the three of them were watching Ginger gallop off, the
carriage horse broke free of it's harness, reared up and ran off
ahead of them.
  "Star! Come back here!" Claire and Sarah both yelled out.
Jonathan jumped out of the carriage and ran after the swiftly
disappearing horse but it was no use. He walked back towards the
carriage and the women who were huddling together on the seat.
Jonathan looked at the leather harness lying on the ground, then
picked it up.
  "My God!" he whispered "This has been cut! How in the world..."
  Just then he caught some movement under the carriage. A small,
grotesque form crawled out and stood up, grinning at him. At least
it looked like some kind of a savage grin. It stood only about
three feet tall and its mouth was filled with pointed teeth which
made it look like it was grimacing. Its ears were slightly pointed
and its eyes, which were red as hot coals, glared menacingly at
him. 
  Jonathan heard the women scream and point behind him. He also
heard a slight sound but before he could turn around he felt a
sharp pain in his head and he blacked out...
  

  When he came to, his hands were tied behind his back and he was
sitting on the ground with his back to a tree. He had only been out
a couple of minutes but all hell had broken loose in that short
time.
  Sarah and Claire were besieged by dozens of grotesque creatures
just like the one Jonathan had seen. They were all about three feet
tall and hideous. They appeared to be enormously strong for their
size and easily overpowered the shrieking women. The creatures were
naked and their skin was covered with a kind of scaly hide. They
looked all out of proportion. Their ears were large and pointed and
their faces chiseled. They looked like something out of a hellish
nightmare. Their penises were nearly the size of a normal man's and
all were erect. It added an almost comical touch to see them
walking about with these huge erect organs, but the raw evil in
their faces was enough to make Jonathan gasp and tremble.

  "Sooooooo... he waaaaketh. Good. Let him watch..." 
  The voice Jonathan heard was part hiss, part low growl. He
watched helplessly as the creatures swarmed all over Sarah and
Claire, ripping their clothes away. They laughed and grunted as
they tore the women's clothes into shreds. Sarah was sobbing as
they grabbed her nude body and dragged her back against a tree.
They put her on her knees and tied her hands and feet behind the
tree. Her bare breasts shook as she cried for help. She called
Jonathan's name over and over but there wasn't anything he could do
to save her. When Sarah was secure they turned their attention back
to the squirming nude body of her sister.
  Several of the creatures were holding her limbs tight as her
torso struggled. It was useless, they were far stronger than her
and they now numbered in the dozens.
  Claire was crouched naked on all fours. Four of the creatures
held her arms and legs tightly while the others were all over her,
pulling at her dangling tits and grabbing clumpfuls of her white
ass.
  "We eat welllll... Yum..." The goblin-like creatures poked her
all over. Claire was screaming as they tugged on her soft cunt-hair
and began slapping her wildly thrashing ass. Two of them grabbed
her asscheeks and pulled them wide apart, their fingers digging in
as they stretched her open. Another goblin walked up and, standing,
he thrust his penis into her gaping asshole. They all laughed and
the two holding her asscheeks took turns tugging on her cunt as
their companion fucked away furiously. When he was through he
withdrew his penis from her, then, in a sickening display, he
crouched down and began licking her ass crease from bottom to top.
His long pointed tongue paid particular attention to the rosebud he
had just occupied. 
  By this time there was a line of at least a dozen creatures
waiting for their turn at her. One by one they fucked her ass while
their companions held her open and rubbed her cunt. Each one
repeated the filthy deed of licking her when he was through. There
were roars of laughter from the goblins as she involuntarily
squirmed and wiggled.
  The others were all over the rest of her torso, grabbing and
licking flesh wherever they could find it. "Yummm! Isss gooood!"
A couple of the creatures stayed by the tree with Sarah, pulling
mischievously on her helpless nipples as they watched their
companions climbing all over Claire.
  While this was going on, a few of the goblins had been busy
gathering wood and small dead branches for kindling. They dug a pit
and filled it with coals, then piled the kindling around them.
Above the pit they erected a large spit. When Claire saw the spit
she began screaming in panic but the goblins just continued
plugging her helpless ass. 
  By this time the sun was starting to set. The goblins had been at
Claire's ass for over an hour. They couldn't seem to get satisfied,
no matter how many times they had her. Finally the leader gave a
signal and the raping stopped.
  The goblin leader looked at the coals which were beginning to
turn white then scurried over till he stood next to the trembling
nude body of Claire. Her teeth were chattering and there was a huge
puddle of her own sticky goo on the ground between her legs. He
reached out a gnarled finger and poked at her a couple of times.
  "Mmmm... Yummm... isss goood!" He walked behind her and happily
grabbed handfuls of her white ass, grunting in approval.
  "Must be more tender!" He slapped her ass quite hard, causing
Claire to jump and the other creatures to snarl happily.
  "More tender!  More tender! " He continued slapping
at her ass while the other creatures gathered around her once more.
They slapped at her wherever they could, concentrating on her meaty
ass cheeks. Dozens and dozens of scaly little hands spanked her as
she was held pinned on all fours.
  "Leave her alone!" Jonathan struggled against his bonds. Sarah
looked on in wide-eyed horror at what they were doing to her
sister. The leader walked over to Jonathan and leered at him.
  "Keep quiet!" he spat. "Your turn will be next. We make you REAL
tender... hahaha!"  
  Jonathan gulped and didn't say a word. He watched the spanking
continue while two of the goblins took a pole and laid it on the
ground near the besieged young woman. Several of the goblins
brought out ropes. They bound her hands behind her and laid her on
her back. They then bent each one of her knees back to her chest
and used a rope to secure each shin to a thigh. With her lying on
her back with her knees bent back and spread wide she was
completely helpless as they prepared her for the spit. Many a young
man would have given all he owned for a glimpse of Claire's ripe
young body spread like that. Her cunt and ass were wide open and
ready to be stuffed. Several other goblins appeared with handfuls
of what looked like chopped walnuts and raisins. As they stuffed
her cunt and asshole full, other goblins used their knives to cut
Claire's long blonde hair close to her scalp. Still others grunted
and laughed and clustered about her to happily pluck each golden
hair off her pussy while she squirmed and gasped. 
  By the time they were through, Claire looked like a delicious
young chicken, ready for the roasting spit! She was sobbing
hysterically as they slipped the spit underneath her and tied it
securely beneath her in several places. Each of her bent knees had
a rope tied to it which ran tightly around her to her hands behind
the pole. This kept her knees spread wide and her bent legs pulled
up and back. She was spread as wide open as she could possibly be
and secured that way on the spit. Her ass was pointing slightly up
and her anus and pussy could been seen stretched wide with stuffing
poking out of them. Another laughing goblin took a pot from the
edge of the coals. He had been heating fat in it. It was very warm,
though not quite burning, and he used a brush to baste her all over
with the warm fat. Sobbing and pleading pitifully, Claire was
hoisted up and the spit set in place over the hot coals. She felt
the heat immediately. It was like lying directly in the sun on a
very warm day.
  "... it not so faaaast!" The goblin leader said to Jonathan, who
was watching the proceedings with shock and horror. His eyes were
glued on the nude trussed body of Claire turning slowly on the spit
but he managed to hear the goblin next to him gloat:    
  "Thisss take long time! Loooong time! Fire low and spit high. She
roast all night, VERY slowly! She beg for veeery long time. Great
fun for goblins!"
  Claire was crying hysterically as she hung there from the spit.
She felt the heat on her exposed pussy and nipples as she swung
down, then on her ass and back as the spit rotated her up.  She
begged Sarah and Jonathan to save her, but there was nothing either
of them could do but watch helplessly as she was slowly twirled
over the coals. One of the goblins positioned himself by one end of
the spit and each time Claire's ass was presented to him he slapped
it and yelled "More tender!" Another goblin had a brush on a stick
and he occasionally basted the girl with more fat as she revolved.
Night had fallen and the scene was lit by torches stuck in the
ground. The goblins danced and carried on. The sound of their
festivities was punctuated by the loud crack on Claire's upturned
ass as she was spanked each revolution. Her hysterical pleadings
amused the goblins as she was very slowly roasted.
  The night wore on. An hour later Claire's white skin had turned
as red as a bad sunburn. A few blisters had appeared on her breasts
which hung down closest to the coals. She was still sobbing and a
new goblin had taken over the spanking duties. The warm fat mixed
with her own sweat and began dripping off her body. It collected on
her nipples and as it dropped onto the coals it hissed and sent
searing steam up at her exposed flesh. She passed out a couple of
times but the goblins held something under her nose to wake her up.
They were clearly enjoying this and wanted to drag it out as long
as possible.
  At this time the head goblin trotted over to Jonathan, who was
still tied up under a tree.
  "She cook all night... your turn next! Get him ready!"
  Jonathan struggled helplessly as other goblins grabbed at him.
His hands were tied tightly behind his back and the goblins used
knives to cut all of his clothing away. Lying on his back he tried
kicking out at them but the goblins grabbed his feet then bent his
knees back against his chest and tied them there. They spread him
wide and ran ropes from his knees around his back so that in short
order he was tied exactly as Claire had been. His ass and genitals
were lifted up and openly presented. He was dragged closer to
Claire so he could lay there and watch her turning.
  One of the few female goblins crouched in front of him and began
massaging his shriveled penis to erection. She laughed and snarled
as she saw it grow in her claw-like hands. When he was fully erect
she took a small branch and began lightly rubbing it back and forth
along the underside of his shaft to keep it hard. She hefted his
balls in one hand and hissed:
  "Yesssss.... we want these full. These are besssst part of a man!
Veeery Tasty! Mussst be full and big for roasting! Hahahah!"
  As she held his balls and massaged his penis, the goblins began
digging another pit next to Claire's and filling it with coals.
  "No! Please!" Jonathan cried.
  "Quiet him!" the goblin leader snarled. "We can't hear the pretty
young female moan!"
  A goblin grabbed an apple and unceremoniously stuffed it into
Jonathan's mouth. He then used a strip of torn clothing around his
head to tie it in place. The female goblin began smacking his ass
now and laughing out "More tender!  Hahahah! More tender!
"
  She stuffed his anus with chopped nuts and raisins and backed
away as the goblins tied him to the spit and hoisted him over his
own coals exactly as they had done with Claire. As he hung there he
could look over and watch Claire turning next to him. The coals
under him had not had a chance to turn white yet and the heat was
not so intense. He'd be cooking for a much longer time than
Claire...
  Just as they had done with Claire, a goblin positioned himself at
the end of the spit and began slapping his upturned ass on each
revolution while another basted him with warm fat. His cock was
still rock hard and the little female goblin stood by and brushed
it occasionally with her branch to keep it that way. His balls hung
low and full as he swung down. He'd be feeling the heat there
first, and also on his widely spread ass.
  The two unfortunates twirled side by side, stripped, trussed, and
spanked as they roasted. Jonathan cried silently due to his gag
while Claire was moaning for the goblins' enjoyment.
  Sarah watched all this in complete horror. She couldn't help but
be fascinated by the lusty sight of Jonathan stripped and spread
before her but the knowledge of what was actually happening to him
and her sister was horrifying. She tried to turn away but the
goblins attending her made her watch while they laughed and fondled
her.
  The head goblin leered at Sarah and nodded his head in the
direction of the pits.
  "Soooo, they look deelishus, no? We haven't had humans in a long
time. They don't come here often. Those two will roast all
night..." He licked his lips as he watched them turning.
  Sarah cried and a goblin held her head to make sure she wouldn't
look away.
  "Not for you tonight! No! Those two are plenty for awhile. We
save you for our feast next week. Prepare her!"
  Sarah screamed as two goblins wheeled up what looked like a small
dolly. Basically it was a low platform on wheels that was pulled
forward by ropes. They unfastened her from the tree and laid her on
her back on the dolly. She was completely naked and they lifted her
feet up in the air and bent her knees back to her chest. They tied
each of her hands to its corresponding foot and then ran ropes down
to the sides of the dolly to spread her legs wide open. They
fastened the ropes near the head of the dolly so that her ass was
lifted up off the wooden platform, and spread wide.
  "Goood! Take her to the cave. Yessss, my sweet! Take a look at
your friends. Next week isss Moon festival. Then you be our
feeeasst! You be tied to spit like your friends and slowly roasted
all night in our cave. The young ones will turn you till you are
done. You are very tender... yessss, but we will make you MORE
tender!"
  He slapped hard at her upturned ass and motioned for the other
goblins to take her away. Two of them picked up ropes and began
slowly wheeling her deeper into the woods. One goblin perched
himself right on the dolly between her widely parted thighs and
grinned as he inserted a bony finger into her anus and licked at
her horribly exposed pussy. Occasionally he would remove his finger
and slap her ass, yelling "More tender!" while the other two
grunted and pulled. Sarah couldn't help but buck and squirm. The
goblin had found her spot and he knew it! Like a mischievous child
the goblin grinned and kept at her, laughing as she moaned and
twisted.
  As she was wheeled away she managed to get one last glimpse of
Claire and Jonathan. They both were trussed up like chickens with
their legs pulled up and back. She could hear the slaps on their
asses and the laughing of the goblins as they slowly revolved over
the coals. That would be her in a week! Until then they would enjoy
tormenting her in their cave. The way they had her tied she knew
they'd be at her ass and cunt the whole time, laughing as she
moaned and twisted in her ropes.
  Was there any hope? The horses would probably be back at their
respective homes by now. Would there be a search party looking for
them? Even if they were in time to save Claire and Jonathan they'd 
never find her in the caves!
  As she squirmed under the tormenting finger she knew already that
they'd never be found. Nobody would think to look in the woods.
Nobody ever went in the woods... 

                                             THE END
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