Ravaged 2: A Monster Box Set of 8 Erotic Tales (12 page)

I smiled and thanked him for the wild ride. He touched my stomach and nodded.

I left the house and wasn’t stopped by anyone on the way out. I spotted the hiker I had followed into the village. He had a disappointed look on his face, but I waved to him and he returned the gesture. After a small hike up the hill, I retrieved my sleeping bag and backpack and started to head back home.

I wrote down the approximate location in my journal. I’d have to come back for seconds — after all, I’d never been fucked like that in my entire life.

A
car breaking down is a terrible thing, but it’s even worse when it happens in the middle of the night and you can’t get reception on your cell.

After driving for the last three and half hours to try and reach my friend’s house for a much-needed vacation from work, my old pickup truck started stalling and pitching a fit. I pulled to the side of the snow-covered road and turned it off, hoping it was just acting up. She wasn’t known for being perfect, but she never stranded me anywhere before.

I cranked the ignition and the engine struggled to catch. The wheezing engine and dimming lights only made me more sure of my fate: I was trapped out here.
Great.
I probably deserved it as punishment for trying to make the drive in the middle of January. I was liable to freeze to death before anyone could drive by and help me.

Regretfully, I wished Mark was with me. He would have been with me if I hadn’t ditched him when I realized how terrible of a lover he was. But I had to hand it to him, he was good at one thing: cars. Thinking about it then, I could have convinced myself it was his fault my car broke down. That he sabotaged it in some way. Yeah, he must’ve.

I climbed out of driver’s seat and planted my feet on the hard ground. I shoved the seat forward and fished around behind it for any supplies. A loose flash light rolled into sight and I grabbed it. I’d seen Becky use her cellphone as a flash light, but mine was too old to be that useful. I remembered I was paying the big bucks for road side assistance, and for once I was glad. I flipped my cell open to try and call a tow truck.

“No service,” shined back at me from the phone’s screen. I groaned and tried to make a call anyway. The line refused to connect and beeped at me indignantly, like I just touched a hot plate at a restaurant. “Didn’t I just tell you?”

I sighed and flipped my phone closed. I grabbed a blanket that I kept just for such emergencies and threw it over my shoulders. I was sure if I hiked a little bit up the hill I could get some reception and get some help. It would be hours until sunrise, and I couldn’t wait that long and hope someone would find me. I had to call a truck.

I slammed the truck door shut and started the hike. Shining the light ahead of me, I made a slow walk up the winding mountain pass road. I didn’t expect to see any car lights, as I hadn’t passed one for the last three hours of the trip. Useless. It had snowed recently, the evidence was the large piles of blackened snow hogging the shoulders and edges of the road. I was glad I was wearing my snow boots, having almost put on some slippers before leaving my house.
If only a car would drive by
, I thought.
I could escape this nightmare.

After making it around a turn I checked my phone again. Still no reception. I pushed onward, until I came across a small trailhead that slipped up into the mountains, threading through the craggy trees and snow-covered pines.
Maybe if I’m higher up I’ll have a better chance.
I stepped off the road onto the trail, the ground hard and frozen under my feet.

***

T
he trial winded up the mountain for a couple hundred yards, and every time I checked my phone it gave me the same message. I was started to grow restless and anxious, like something was watching me. I stared over my shoulder down the trail for a while, as if that would assure me.

A couple switchbacks later, my phone lit up in response to regaining service. I laughed and flipped it open. That’s when I was interrupted. Not by a man or an animal, but something much more bizarre and
alien
.

A huge flash of light exploded overhead, and a deafening roar of wind started whipping at my jacket and blanket, like I had just entered a wind tunnel. A man answered the line just as my phone flew from my hand and landed on the ground. I only looked at it for a second before turning my gaze upward. The blinding light pierced the tree tops and a howling hum emanated from it. I shielded my eyes and tried to comprehend what was happening. The only thing I could think of was a forest fire was breaking out. Or lightning or something.

The beam of light felt like it was pushing down on me. I struggled to move, frozen in a mixture of fear and curiosity. The humming grew louder and closer, and the sound started to reverberate off the trees. Snow melted into streams and puddles wherever the light touched. I clutched my ears and squeezed my eyes shut and collapsed to my knees in the mud. Whatever it was, I wanted it to stop.

The pressure from the light started to lift me, like a cool breeze passing under my arms. I shook my head and kept my ears covered, the howl only seemed to grow stronger. I felt myself lighten, before being lifted into the air. The sensation was horrifying, like jumping a little bit too high from a trampoline. My stomach sank as I felt my knees lift off the ground. My jacket buffeted like a weak flag in the wind.

A sense of dread filled me and I had the distinct feeling I was going to die. If I hadn’t ditched Mark, maybe I would have been spared. Maybe my car wouldn’t have broken down. Maybe he could have saved me. I gulped and kept my stomach from turning inside out.

Nothing and no one could save me now, not even the stupid roadside assistance I was paying for.

***

I
woke up, expecting to be in my bed at home. Expecting everything to have been a terrible dream.

But I wasn’t at home. The chilling cold of steel throbbed against my ass and shoulders. I was completely naked and strapped down to a metal bed. I tried to lift my head to look around, but a large strap help my forehead in place. A pair of straps spanned my chest and hips. My hands were bound to my sides, but my feet were free to move around. It was strange, why would my legs be free? I didn’t try to think about it too hard.

I groaned and tried to regain my bearings. A large light shined in my eyes, but it was different from before. Smaller. Not humming. It was like a dentist’s light shining into my eyes. The room outside the light was dark, too dimly lit to make out any shapes or structures. Had I fallen asleep in my car? Was this all a dream after all?

No, it was too real. It could only be one thing: alien abduction. I had always heard the stories, especially the bad reality tv shows at night, but never believed them. They always seemed to talk about the same thing: sexual experimentation. Mark thought they were real accounts, but I always was quick to ask why they’d need to perform sexual experiments on people? With that and all the other freaky stuff going on? It just all seemed too convenient. I thought it was a riot. Now, laying on the steel table, completely naked and defenseless, I was changing my tune. Turns out, I was the one who was wrong.

Just out of sight, a murmur and harsh scrape caught my attention. I struggled to try and see what had made the noise. Two large creatures stepped into the light, their faces indistinct and masked in shadow. I could tell immediately they weren’t... human. That was intriguing — almost attractive — about them. I didn’t want to admit it, but I part of the reason I was getting out of town was to get some action, but I didn’t expect anything like this.

The first alien was tall, and as my eyes adjusted to the light, I could make out some of his features. They were grotesque. No nose, but snake-like slits were in the middle of his face. Three large eyes seemed to be placed randomly, and a slit for a mouth. No eyebrows separated the eyes from the forehead. It’s lanky arm stroked my skin, the fingers thin and smooth, but too few. The second alien was shorter, and only had two eyes, but just as strange a face otherwise. They looked at each other, sharing a long gaze before turning back to me.

They hovered like curious scientists awing at a new discovery. The taller one spoke first, his voice strangely garbled, but completely understandable. When he spoke, a second voice appeared in my mind, slightly out of sync with his physical voice.

“Hello, Scarlet. We’ve been expecting you.”

The second alien seemed to admonish him, but his face showed no sign of it. “Lex, don’t tease her. We haven’t been waiting for her specifically, but she’ll do quite nicely.”

I stared back at them, trying to come to up with an idea. Something I could say. I didn’t have anything to offer them... did I? My heart raced and I could hear my blood pounding in my ear drums. “What do you want? What are you going to do to me? Am I going to die?”

Lex grinned, but it seemed false, as if he had done it for my benefit. “You won’t die. Experiments, you could say.”

My mind whirled. “Experiments. What kind of experiments?” My anxiety quelled a little at the idea of not dying. I thought of the tv specials. “Sexual experiments?”

“Rex, should we tell her?” Lex said, turning away from me.

They started speaking in a language I couldn’t understand. The inner voice vanished from my mind as they talked to each other. I tested the limits of my bonds, tugging on the straps while they were distracted and fighting. At least, they seemed to be bickering, but their eyes would flick back to me every once in a while — as if they grew distracted or lost in thought. I stared at their bodies now that I had grown used to the light. Strange and hairless, slightly humanlike, but also monstrous. Naked too.

As they argued, I saw something change in both of them. Their bodies shimmered and wrinkled like unwrapped candy, before large organs I could only call dicks emerged from their waists. I stared at them, watching them grow harder and twitch. Their distracted stares at me grew longer and hungrier, and the idea of what their experiments would involve started to dawn on me.

“You’re going to fuck me,” I said, breaking their conversation.

They stopped talking and turned to me. “Fuck you?” Lex said.

“Yeah. Fuck me raw, like on the tv shows.”

Lex seemed confused, but he thought about it. He stroked his cock in a familiar motion, and that twinge of humanity struck a chord deep in me, one I didn’t even know I had. I felt something spark in my chest, making me grow hot and flustered in the face. I averted my eyes from Lex and he seemed to understand what I meant. “Fuck,” he repeated. “Yes.”

I shivered as the word left his mouth. He leaned over me and stared into my eyes, his black-pitted eyes refusing to reveal any emotion. Lex climbed on top of me. His knees pushed up against my sides, and he fondled my breasts through the binding straps. I writhed with my legs, trying to touch him as I felt my intense desire rising even more than I thought it would. He leaned closer to me and touched his face to mine, a kind of strange alien kiss ensued. I let my lips linger on his face as he pulled away, and started undoing the straps holding my chest down.

While Lex was having his way with me and pinning me down with his body, Rex had moved up between my legs. The table ended right after my ass, and he had easy access to my pussy. I only noticed how hot and wet I was when his breath curled around my thighs, my desire so incensed I could barely think straight.

“Lex,” I whispered. He finished unbuckling my strap and I curled my hand around the back of his head and brought him close again. His hard cock probed my belly, its throbbing head teasing me with his warmth. Rex lowered himself between my legs and I felt a familiar cold sensation jolt me. I tried to stare past Lex and see what the other alien was doing, but my view was blocked.

A gentle vibrating started buzzing in the room. Then, waves of euphoria enveloped me as Rex glided the vibrator against my pussy, with a kind of logic I couldn’t wrap my head around. He would drag it up and down with a precise speed, then slowly tease it into my pussy. I groaned and lashed out, but Lex held me down. He took the opportunity to suck on my tits, taking each breast in hand and kneading the nipple with his tongue. I exhaled and tried to catch my breath, but it was all too much. My head was spinning and my vision felt like it was going.

Rex started another motor up and dragged the cold metal against my flesh again. I moaned and bit my lip as he slipped one of the devices into my pussy. I felt my body clench it and hold on, without any control of my own. I screamed out into the room and Lex sucked on my nipples harder, eliciting even more excitement from me. Rex pushed the second device against my clit and held it there, I don’t know for how long — I lost track of time. Waves and waves of warmth and pleasure washed over me, until I felt like I was going to drown, suffocate or lose myself in them. How could my body contain so much pleasure?

“Another experiment on a human proves their receptiveness to these devices,” Rex said suddenly. I don’t know why he said it so I could understand him. For my benefit? Lex nodded and turned to face me again. He squeezed my cheeks with his surprisingly powerful fingers and looked at me with a hard expression. I clenched my jaw and fought off his grip, but Rex’s toys made me lose my will.

When I regained my composure, Lex had shifted to my chest and his cock was placed against my mouth. I shook my head to regain my bearings and a bit of dew fell from the tip of his cock into my mouth. It tasted like alcohol — an intoxicating rush. I slipped my lips over his cock and sucked on it as hard as I could from my locked position, and he groaned and writhed in a way that was all too familiar. I bucked against Rex’s fingers and toys as I sucked on Lex’s cock, too enamored with the taste and experience to let shame get in the way.

Lex thrust his hips toward me and I fought hard to not choke on his cock. It slammed into the back of my throat and I coughed, forcing him out. I sucked down the remains of his liquid pleasure and stifled my tears, then I allowed him back. He slipped between my lips more slowly this time, having learned his lesson.