Kathy Manson, a workaholic, divorced, 36 year old woman with
no children, and she was someone that everyone loved working
with. She was currently an assistant project manager for a
northern California advertising company, near the city of
Sacramento.
She was working on a project for a new client and needed a few
photos of some mountains, and river landscapes for this project.
The problem was she needed the images for the client meeting on
Monday morning and it was Friday afternoon, and as she looked
outside the doorway of her office, it seemed all of the staff had
already left for the weekend. She began thinking to herself; the
mountains are only a couple hours’ drive from her office. By the
time she gets there the late afternoon sun would be prefect for the
pictures she needed, but she would have to leave now and
wouldn’t have time to go home and change. She was mulling this
decision in her mind as she looked down at herself. She’d had a
client meeting that morning and was dressed in a skirt, hose and
high heeled pumps, not the ideal mountain hiking choice as she
smiled and grabbed her camera, then paused a moment rethinking this crazy plan. Kathy looked
out the window of her office, the fall colors were fantastic today. She nodded her head and
grabbed her purse and headed for the elevator.
The weather was so nice that Kathy removed her cardigan and placed it on the backseat, and then
as she started the car, she also opened the sunroof. Kathy didn’t second guess her decision to
come as she totally enjoyed the drive as she gunned her car around the curvy highway as she
drove deeper into the mountains, and farther from the city and all the people.
Kathy recalled a dirt road that followed a little river that lead toward a meadow and old
campground area and decided that was where she would try first for her pictures. As she turned
onto the dirt road, she noticed that it had not been improved in a while and she had to drive very
slowly as her little car was scraping over some of the ruts.
Kathy turned off the road and followed a little flat patch of ground that led between some of the
trees and stopped her car in a small clearing near a little waterfall and grabbed her camera. As
she stepped out of her car, she paused for a moment and looked around her surroundings. All
she could hear was the water splashing over the rocks and since she hadn’t seen a single person
or car since she had turned off the main highway over forty-minutes ago, she figured she was
alone with nature. So she left her purse and keys in the car.
Kathy walked along the river bank as best she could in her pumps and also found that she had to
hike her pencil skirt up a bit so she was able to squat to take some of the images she needed for
her layout. Kathy was happy she had decided to come and was truly enjoying herself.
Sam Butler and his twenty-two year old son, Ben had been living in their camper in this area off
and on for the past three years and during that time, he had seen a few strange things in the
mountains. But as he peered through his binoculars, he could not believe what he was seeing. A
woman, and really pretty at that was wearing a skirt and high heels, taking pictures. And from
the sparkly sheen of the sun shining off her legs, as he smiled and adjusted his growing bulge,
she was wearing pantyhose or some sort of nylons too. He heard Ben approaching from behind
him and he turned and motioned for him to remain quiet as he approached his father. Ben was
about three inches taller than his six-foot father and was a few pounds under weight for his size,
but after living in the mountains all this time, he had become very muscular.
Sam turned to Ben and smiled as he handed the binoculars to him and motioned toward the river.
Ben, sat his cross-bow down quietly and looked through the glasses toward the river. He gave a
quiet little whistle as he observed the scene before him.
He watched for several seconds before removing the binoculars from his face, and turned to
look at his father’s smiling face and could easily imagine what he his dad was planning. Ben
nodded toward his father and smiled as they slipped from their spot and made their way toward
the woman. Sam instructed Ben to use one of the sharpen point, practice bolts and to aim for the
right breast area. Ben smiled as he slipped one of the bolts into the crossbow.
Kathy didn’t have any idea what hit her as the bolt from the cross-bow plunged through her right
breast, knocking her off her feet, and she landed with a thud near the side of the river, her head
striking a rock. She was in a daze, and her breathing was a bit labored as the males approached.
Sam was already excited but was even more so has they approached their victim. He could hear
the raspy sound made by the nylon as her legs rubbed against each other as she moaned in pain.
Sam smiled as he surveyed the woman laid out before him, one of her shoes had come off and
the late afternoon sun lit her foot and lower leg with a sparkle from the nylon, and he could see
the delicate pink polish on her toes. He thought to himself, that she was perfect. Ben knelt
beside her and opened her blouse a little, moving the delicate material of her camisole aside then
peering to see where the arrow had penetrated her breast. He moaned, “I missed her nipple by a
quarter of an inch.” Kathy moaned in pain, and between gasps of air, pleaded for them to help
her. Sam leaned toward her and nodded “You just remain calm, we’ll help ya out.” Each man
reached down, grabbing an arm and leg, and carefully lifting her up, before carrying her toward a
low area near the river.
Quickly they had Kathy tied between four aspen trees, spread-eagled on a large boulder, her skirt
pushed up to her waist, and a ripped portion of her blouse used as a gag in her mouth. Sam
retrieved her shoes and placed them back on her feet as he slowly rubbed the smooth nylon. Sam
turned to Ben and said “I love a woman that dresses for the occasion and especially when she
wears pantyhose.” Then he turned to Ben, as he continued to stroke the inside of Kathy’s thigh
“You never had the thrill of growing up like I did, seeing every woman that left their house to go
to work or school every day, clad in this wonderful garment. Their pussy’s slightly hidden
behind this little veil of silky material.” Ben walked up and patted the thin gusset covering
Kathy’s pussy and said, “Yea dad, this is like a birthday present that all you want to do is rip
open the package so you can get into the box.” Sam quickly corrected his son, “Oh no, you want
to make the opening only as large as you need it to push your dick through. Believe me, you’ll
love that silky feel against your skin and the pantyhose are sort of like a second opening to her
pussy, it moves and grips your penis, so that every time you push in or pull out, you get this extra
wonderful pulling of this silky material around your cock.”
Ben removed his knife and said, “Well, let’s get this going then.” as he pointed the knife toward
the bound woman. Sam put up his hand and smiled, “No, let’s do this like you started it” as he
pointed toward the cross-bow. Ben looked puzzled at his father, and Sam said, “Look at the
crotch on that woman, and see how that little panel resembles those targeting rings at the archery
range?” Ben smiled as Sam moved between Kathy’s stretched legs and placed his hand on her
flat stomach and slowly slid his hand along the center seam of her pantyhose and used his thumb
to press the silky material against her mound, and pressed, ever-so slightly into her opening,
causing an indentation of the gusset. He smiled and said, “You got to love it when they buy the
good ones and the crotch panel is not some old thick piece of cotton that hides everything. But
something refined and transparent enough you can still see the prize.” He turned toward Ben and
said, “You think you can get two or three in here?” Ben smiled as he said, “I’ll sure enjoy
trying.” Ben walked back several feet before he turned toward the bound victim. Ben loaded
another of the pointed practice bolts to the crossbow. He raised the cross-bow to his shoulder
and lined the sight upon the small indentation of her gusset and fired the first bolt.
Kathy’s body was still, stretched tight by the ropes and unable to move, except her head and all
she could see was the shaft of protruding from her right breast. Her head ached as did her breast
and shoulder, she could tell that she was still near the river, but also heard the voices of two men.
Suddenly something impacted her crotch, lifting her off the rock a little, causing her ankles to
strain against the ropes. Her groin was on fire with a sharp pain that seemed to fill her lower
stomach and groin, and much worse than anything she had ever felt. She screamed into the gag
before the pain was too much and she passed out.
Sam walked closer to Kathy and turned toward Ben, “You see how the impact lifted her off the
rock?!” Ben nodded with a grin as he placed another bolt into the crossbow. Sam peered
between her legs and smiled, “You got a direct hit! The bolt sliced straight between her pubs!”
Sam pressed on the gusset and marveled as the bolt didn’t move as he pressed the nylon against
her mound and watched as the nylon slid back and forth on the bolt with his touch. He turned to
Ben, “Can you fit another one in there?” Ben nodded as he lined up the sight on the first bolt.
The second bolt slid beside and slightly below the first, again as the bolt slammed into Kathy’s
crotch and caused her body to jerk against the ropes, this time knocking the shoe off her left foot.
Ben approached Kathy and his father. Sam patted Kathy’s mound and ran his hand to the two
protruding bolts that stood out a few inches from the wounded pussy. Ben watched his father as
he rubbed Kathy’s clit area and the swollen labia. He turned to Ben, “You want the honor of
removing them?” “Naw,” Ben said with a smile, “I want to be first where they were.” Sam
nodded as he grabbed the first bolt in his right hand and placed his left hand against Kathy’s
pubic mound. Sam twisted the bolt as he pulled, and the bolt slid free from her pussy, dripping
with blood. Sam handed the bolt to Ben and repeated the process with the second bolt. Once the
bolt was free, Sam poke a finger in each of the holes in the gusset, and was easily able to make
the two small holes into one.
Sam turned around and found Ben had already removed his pants and was supporting a huge
erection. Ben smiled, “I guess I didn’t realize how excited I was about shooting a woman in her
pussy.” Sam dropped a big rock near the base of the boulder so that Ben could easily step up and
enter the woman.
Ben pushed his penis against the opening in the gusset and worked it around in a circular motion
with his hands until his penis slid through and he slammed into Kathy as hard as he could. He
grabbed Kathy’s hips and began to pound the helpless woman with his cock. After a few
minutes, he couldn’t hold it any longer and blasted the bloody pussy with his cum. Ben was so
weak in the knees that he collapsed onto Kathy’s lower stomach, and rested for a few moments,
and then turned his head toward Sam and with a smile said, “Okay, I get the whole love of
pantyhose on a woman. This was amazing.” Sam just smiled and nodded, “Yes, now you are
hooked.”
Slowly, Ben raised his head from Kathy and rubbed the silky smooth nylon that covered her
belly with his face. “Oh this is so nice.” As he moved his hips against her thighs and pubic area,
slowly sliding his semi-erect penis into and out of her pussy, sliding against the nylon and
feeling as it tugged against him. Soon he was completely erect again and found that he enjoyed
rubbing his hands on the nylon covered thighs, and pubic mound as he got into a rhythm with his
hips pounding his cock into her pussy.
Kathy’s body jerked against the ropes binding her with each assault of Ben’s penis into her
wounded body. Her eyes fluttered open and she could feel something was inside her, filling her
pussy. She moaned into her gag as her head rocked from side to side with the motion of Ben’s
powerful thrusts. She felt pain and yet the consent rubbing against her clit gave her a different
sensation.
Ben screamed as he shot his load into Kathy again. Then pulled out and collapsed in complete
exhaustion on the ground. Sam approached Ben smiling, “She wore you out after only two
times?” Ben shook his head in approval. Sam was carrying a bucket of river water and
motioned for Ben to move back. Sam swung the bucket toward Kathy, emptying the contents of
the bucket into the center of her spread legs.
Sam motioned to Ben, “help me get her untied and we’ll take her down to the river.” Ben
finished pulling his pants back on and began helping his dad remove the ropes. Kathy suddenly
felt the circulation returning to her feet, legs, and hands, and moaned into her gag. Sam grabbed
the bolt protruding from her breast and placing his left hand firmly on her breast, he pulled the
bolt free. Kathy’s sudden body jerking from the bolt being removed surprised Ben and he lost
his grip on her.
Sam smiled toward Ben as he rolled Kathy over onto her stomach and pulled her hands behind
her back and tied them together. “She still has a little kick left in her.” Together, they slid her
off the boulder as Sam grabbed both feet and Ben held her under her shoulders. Sam removed
her shoes and tossed them next to the boulder. Working together they walked her to the river.
Sam said to Ben “help me get this skirt off her and let it go downstream.” As one held her the
other worked to remove the skirt and Ben said “I didn’t realize she had a slip on.” Sam nodded,
“yeah, let’s get that off too.” As Ben was tossing the skirt and slip into the river, Ben used his
knife and sliced the remains of her silky blouse and Sam assisted as they untied her hands and
removed the blouse and camisole, then retied her hands.
Sam picked up her feet as Ben grabbed her shoulders and they walked into a small pool in the
river and lowered her into the pool. Kathy seemed to awaken from her daze and struggled
against the men as the cold river water washed over her. Sam spread her legs as wide as he
could; to allow the river to cleanse her body and her one remaining clothing item.
Ben fingered Kathy’s nipples as he held her head out of the water with one leg. Sam motioned to
Ben, “I think that should be clean enough, let’s put her back on the boulder to dry a bit.” Ben
and Sam struggled to keep a hold of Kathy as they climbed back up the bank and to their spot for
Kathy. Ben placed Kathy face down on the boulder as Sam kept a hold of one leg and using the
ropes from before, they stretched her leg and tied it the tree. Sam then repeated the process to
her other leg, tying her so that her legs was spread wide. Ben and Sam removed the ropes
binding her hands behind her back and retied them, spread to the trees as before. Ben climbed
off the boulder and looked toward Sam, “I guess I’ll leave you to do your thing. I’ll go back to
the river and make sure her clothes are gone.” Sam nodded as Ben walked away and he rubbed
his hands on the wet nylon of Kathy’s ass. Then Sam inspected the bloody pussy and dropped
his pants.
Sam slowly pressed his erect penis through the tattered pantyhose and into her pussy, the instant
heat of her body engulfing his penis. Sam knew that he wouldn’t last too long, and slowly
removed his penis and rocked his hips upward, keeping his penis inside her pantyhose, along the
crease of her ass, then plunged forward as hard as he could, plunging into her ass. Kathy’s head
jerked upward at this new, painful assault.
Sam pumped her as hard and fast as he could as he felt his sperm exploding from his penis, and
filling her ass. Sam slumped forward onto Kathy, pushing all the air from her lungs. Sam laid
on her for several minutes as he regained his strength.
Ben returned and smiled as Sam was pulling his pants back up. Sam held up two small packages
in his right hand, “guess what I found in her fancy, little briefcase?” Sam looked up at two
packages of unopened pantyhose. “She had spares!” Sam smiled and asked Ben, “You want to
go again?”
The weak, muffled cries of Kathy could be hear as both men laughed nodding to each other.