Hot Box Chapter 3, The Lost City - Sex Stories

Hot Box Chapter 3, The Lost City

... backpack and quickly put it on, “I really need you to be with me right now, ok?” Mandy just nodded her head but still stood almost motionless. “Get your pack on and let’s go,” I said as I lifted the strap of her backpack and handed it to her. I know she was scared, and rightfully so. Out here there would be no chance for her. After these guys killed me they would probably rape her to death and just leave her. It was a no win situation for us if we got caught in this old city. And an even bigger no win if they found the silver knife in Mandy’s backpack. We had to get out, and it had to be now. “What are we going to do, what are we going to do?” Mandy kept repeating over and over as she slowly worked herself into hysteria. She was definitely not helping now and I really needed to get a grip on this whole situation before it spiraled out of control. Just before we would have stepped out into the open I pushed Mandy back against the wall inside our bungalow. Before she could say or do a thing I brought my right hand up between her legs and shoved my hand in through the open leg hole of her shorts. A sudden look of shock came across Mandy’s face as I forced three of my fingers up into her before taking a firm grip on her pelvic bone. “Now listen up,” I said as I covered her mouth with my left hand and pulled up hard against her crotch with my right. “You’re mine and this is mine,” I said and I gave her groin a good solid jerk forward and back. “Now if you think for one second that ...

... I am going to let any of those men touch you than you are sorely mistaken, but right now I really need you to listen. OK?” Mandy blinked her eyes and nodded her head against my hand. “We are going to head back to the catacombs as quickly and quietly as possible,” I said as I slowly pulled my fingers from her pussy. “You don’t need to worry about anything else, you just get to that hole and get in there, you got me?” Again Mandy shook her head yes. “Alright,” I said as I gently pulled my hand from her mouth and looked out the doorway. The coast was still clear because I knew it would take them several minutes just to make it to the edge of where I had started clearing. “Now get moving. I’ll be right behind you.” “I love you,” Mandy said with a genuinely terrified look on her face. “RUN DAMNIT!” Mandy bolted out the door like she had lightning flying out of her ass. To see her scamper over the ground with such relative ease was really amazing. I had only a few minutes to do what I had in mind so I made every moment count. As I had been clearing things out, I had made this enormous brush pile. Not that you would be graded on such a thing, but it would make the perfect camouflage for the opening to the catacombs, especially since we had only been in there one time and there was not an established path. Following Mandy I watched her slip into the hole as I stepped up to the massive pile of debris. Luckily for me I had made the pile just up the hill from where I had fallen through ...