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Wildflowers | By: Lovey Dovey
Jayne was up early and like each morning, she walked lazily to the kitchen to have coffee. She loved the ritual of using a French press and preferred it iced on warmer days with extra cream. However, she hated having to wait for it to cool down and prepared a slice of multigrain toast. As she put the steamy cup of fresh coffee into the refrigerator and turned around, the chaos from her children echoed in the dining room. Thumping footsteps on the wooden floor beneath her and laughter filled the air. Her days were filled with mindless activities surrounding her boy’s routines, arts & crafts projects and never ending trips to the park.
At that moment she decided to ditch the coffee and her AM routine. She filled her water bottle and checked in with nanny. A hike alone that morning actually sounded exactly like what she needed. The nanny agreed and took the kids to the park for her. She grabbed her headphones, a ball cap and headed for the door before the kids would notice she slipped out.
The drive was easy as the breeze blew through her long brown hair with the window down. She admired the many mansions built into the hillside along the way. About forty five minutes later she pulled onto a bumpy dirt road off the main route. She travelled another several miles until reaching a parking lot with a reasonable amount of traffic. “Nice,” Jayne said sarcastically to herself out loud, it was busier than she had hoped. Stay positive, she thought. “I’m sure I will be able to find a nice spot in the shade alone to do some stretching.”
She applied her sunscreen and UV lip balm thoroughly. She tossed her backpack on, sure to include her water bottle and locked her car. When she stepped away from the vehicle she always made a point to check out her surroundings, the trail map and suddenly felt like everyone was staring at her. A strange twinge of paranoia set over her. It was probably just in her head. No one cared, she was just overreacting and being self centered, thinking everyone’s eyes were on her, she thought. “Who am I kidding,” she said to herself. The woman behind her was just waiting politely for her turn to look at the map and those other folks were patiently waiting for the restroom. She reminded herself that it was the wildlife she needed to watch for. Large predators had been sighted in the area recently, as the signed posted next to trail head had warned.
She headed in the direction with the best view. She had not run this trail yet, but laced up her shoes extra tight and turned on some of her favorite music, jazz, and set off. She passed a family group with small children, politely thanking them for moving out of the way, on her behalf. As she pounded the dirt to the beat of the music, she could feel her pulse kick up and then stabilize as she got into that all familiar rhythm of long distance running she loved so much. The way her body did exactly as she told it to do so many times before. She was in tune with her breath and her movements traveling along with ease. A short time later she stopped for some water, the sun beating down on her face. She noticed an older man sitting alone on a wooden bench. She wondered why he would be on his phone in such a beautiful forest, not realizing if she even had cell service out here herself. She ran on for another mile.
Up a hill now, her pace slowed to steady hike. She removed her headphones and stopped to listen to nature, taking in all the pleasant sounds around her. She sat down on a small rock ledge and thought she saw something moving in the trees about 300 yards away. She stared intently and waited for a solid five minutes until someone on a mountain bike rode down quickly beside her. Dirt and dust leaped from the ground and filled her eyes and lungs as they sped by. “Woah!” She said as Jayne jumped back in shock and then wiped off her face with her own t-shirt and continued on up the hill. “I’m sure I saw an animal, perhaps it was a deer,” she said. “Oh, well.” The trail was much too busy today for anything terrible to happen without someone noticing and coming to help within a reasonable amount of time, she thought. She reassured herself, she was just on edge today because she had broken her routine and needed this time to relax. Why couldn’t she just relax, she thought?
After summiting the peak on the trail, her decent took her to a wonderful open valley and a full view of the range ahead. She picked a few wildflowers of several colors along the way, creating a small bouquet to carry home. As the trail switched back and the valley was behind her, she walked a steady pace through the thick forest of aspen trees. The trees were so dense, she felt dizzy and delighted at the same time. She stopped to stretch a short distance off the path. She didn’t want another mountain biker to run into her while her focus was elsewhere. “This is perfect,” she said.
Jayne turned her headphones up and closed her eyes, taking her time with her practice. She often enjoyed a deep breath and pressing into her leg stretches, taking them farther each time to release tension. As she went to inhale, her breath was masked by something. Her eyes went dark and strong hands, several hands, covered her body! She tried to scream, but nothing came out. She was pulled to ground with force and fainted.
When she regained consciousness she was in complete shock. She had been taken, but to where, she wasn’t sure. Am I still in the forest, but what part, she thought? She was groggy and realized her hands were bound in front of her at the wrists. Her ankles too, were wrapped in leather rope. Panic flooding her mind, sweat beading from her face and nape in this shaded spot. She began to throw her body around violently. Now on her stomach, as she went to bring her hands closer to her mouth to gnaw at the ties, she couldn’t, she had been gagged. Heart pounding from her chest, she thought, “I never should have come alone!”
As all her senses slowly returned, she noticed she was lying on a soft white cotton blanket in a grassy clearing among the pines. She tried to regain her internal navigation. There was a wooden picnic basket set off to the side of the blanket and a pillow where her head had been before she flipped over. It was only then, that she noticed a pair of boots just near the basket. Her gaze drew upward to a silent man. She heard the flora crunch behind her as another man entered the grassy clearing through the trees. The first man knelled down to her, consuming her attention and whispered, “I will take the gag out of your mouth, if you promise not to scream.” “Please don’t be afraid, we are not going to hurt you.” Jayne was so confused, was she dreaming? None of this made any sense. Jayne nodded with consent.
The second man bent down behind her and removed the gag gently, grazing her lips with his fingers as she flinched. He turned his body to face hers and sat on the edge of the blanket across from her. In her state of disorientation, she could not help but notice he was incredibly attractive. His masculinity intimidated her as she admired his soft skin, light brown hair that shined in the sunlight that flickered through the trees. It was cut just long enough and jagged across his face. His piercing green eyes looked up at her with intent. She stared at his lips while he spoke, but heard nothing. He was shirtless, with a hard chest and the deep grooves of his biceps covered his bones. As her eyes drew downward, his engorged cock was noticeably hard inside his albeit tight, light blue jeans. Things were starting to come into perspective for her now.
The first man was still standing at the opposite edge of the blanket near the basket. It was clear he was in charge. “What’s your name?” he said. “You can call me Austin.” “It’s Jayne,” she said shakily. “What are you going to do to me, please just don’t…” Jayne’s voice trailed off as her eyes began to fill with tears. “You’re going to be more than fine Jayne,” said Austin, as he leaned over and pulled a bottle of champagne from the basket. He popped the bottle open and poured her a glass. The second man said, “You can call me Ryker.” He picked up the bundle of wildflowers Jayne had selected a few miles back and began to run them through his fingers.
“I can see how this might be upsetting for you Jayne, but I promise Ryker and I just want to play nice, we don’t mean you any harm. If you say yes, we will be ever so gentle in caring for you” said Austin. “Can we please pleasure you today Jayne? “No one has to know either,” said Ryker, almost pleading with anticipation. This is crazy, thought Jayne. “What the hell?” she said, attempting to gulp down her chilled champagne from her glass, spilling most of it down her breasts with bound wrists. Jayne nodded in agreement.
“May I remove the wraps from your wrists and free your hands” Ryker said. Jayne again nodded as Austin filled another glass of champagne for her. Ryker removed her sport bra, exposing her hard nipples and began running a small white wild daisy up and down her neck, chest, and across her breasts. Austin stood stoic, just watching them. He was a taller man, short haircut, thick and black on top, with tattoos covering most of his tensed arms, ornate chest muscles and neck. Just as built as Ryker, but with features more sharply defined, he had thick black eyebrows and deep dark brown eyes. Jayne imaged him as the predator and she the prey. She was trembling now, but beginning to relax. She had no idea what was to come next.
“Would you like me to remove the leg ties?” Austin asked. Jayne shook her head no quickly. There was something about being bound that she needed. A part of her wanted to run away and cry for help and the other half of her wanted this and it was making her wet. She relished control of her hands, but not of her most vulnerable half. She finished her glass of champagne as Ryker removed her shorts and panties, pulling them down around her ankles, entangling her clothes with the ties. She was nude now, lying on her back. He began to gently massage her clit and breathe into her ear his every move that followed.
Austin removed his t-shirt, unzipped his cargo pants and exposed himself to Jayne. He held his sex firmly with both hands, one on his head squeezing it tightly and another gripping his balls. He was overcome with blood pumping him full and solid, his shorts dropped to the ground. He left his boots on as he dropped to his knees. He sat in front of Jayne as Ryker moved behind her. “May I take off my jeans now?” Ryker asked. “Uh huh,” said Jayne. Jayne’s attention was fixated on Austin like a visual addiction. She couldn’t stop breathing him in, that scent he carried, as he drew his hard cock along Jayne’s body mimicking what Ryker did with the flowers. Jayne grabbed Ryker’s cock with her left hand and Austin’s with her right and Ryker supported her body from the rear. Jayne never considered herself a small woman, always voluptuous and curvy, but now she felt weightless. She thrust Austin into her mouth and began gagging to moisten his sex. He moaned and grunted, while Ryker kissed Jayne’s neck. Jayne slipped her fingers inside herself and felt her softness while she began rubbing her clit.
Before Jayne could climax, Austin stopped her. He pulled himself out of her mouth and suckled her nipples and then her clit, taking her deep inside his mouth. He drank from her with a voracious thirst. Jayne’s heartbeat pounded through her chest as she climaxed in Austin’s mouth. “Good girl,” said Ryker, his hands in her hair massaging her scalp as her left hand maintained a tight grip on his now self lubricated cock. He was so very patient.
“He’s going to flip you over now, ok?” said Ryker. Jayne released her grip on him and both men flipped her over in tandem. Jayne was now face to face with Ryker as she coyly looked away to avoid eye contact. He grabbed her jaw and redirected her attention on him. “I’m going to drive myself deep inside you now,” he said. Austin was biting Jayne’s back tenderly and she could hear him stroking his cock. “Keep your eyes open and blink three times if you need to stop, but do not scream,” Ryker said. Jayne motioned yes without saying a word. She moaned deeply as the breath left her lungs upon his entry. She reached down to touch herself again.
While Ryker thrust himself insider her sex, pulling out slowly and entering firmly, he had managed to slip his legs between her spread thighs. He was over her bound ankles, effectively restraining her from exiting this position. She panicked for a moment, realizing this and began blinking violently at Ryker. Austin leaned down and grabbed both of her breasts from behind as he pressed his cock against her ass. He whispered in her ear, “Are you ready?” “It’s going to be ok, please don’t stop now” Ryker said to her.
Jayne bit her bottom lip and Austin slipped his head into her ass. Jayne’s orgasm vibrated her entire body and he had barely started. Austin smacked her ass and gently pushed his gurth inside of her. He and Ryker took turns going in and out, their perfectly sculpted bodies in sync. As Austin pulled out, Ryker pushed in and this again made Jayne cum as she collapsed on Ryker’s chest.
Both men pulled back, sweat dripping from their bodies. “How would you like to receive us?” Ryker asked. It’s started pouring rain and Jayne tugged on each man until the point of no return, allowing each to cover her breasts. The rain drops thickened and rinsed away their sweet release. RYker untangled himself from Jayne’s legs and ankles, pulling a knife from his jean pocket, cutting the ties that bound her. He helped her to feet, while Austin shook off the blanket, grabbed their clothes and covered her up. They all started laughing and running into the thick trees for coverage. When the rain let up the sun shone through the clouds. Jayne was perched sitting on Ryker’s knee wrapped up with Austin standing beside her. She dropped the blanket and Ryker stood, handing her clothing back. She looked left to Ryker and then right to Austin. “Shall we get you back to the trail,” Austin said grinning. Jayne nodded yes.
When the three arrived back to the trail, she realized she wasn’t as far away as perhaps she’d thought. Jayne noticed a no trespassing sign in the weeds to the left. Each man kissed a single side of her check and headed away in the direction. When they were about 100 yards away, Ryker looked back and winked at Jayne before she lost sight of them. Back on her route and about a mile later, Jayne approached her car. The parking lot was empty. She climbed into her vehicle and studied her ankles. Where were the markings from the ties? In the weeks that followed, Jayne returned to same trail retracing her steps, desperately seeking her covert lovers. There was no trace.
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