Gillian
Magistrate
The man tells us to get out of the truck. His three sons grinning as we awkwardly stumble from the high vehicle. The sun is surprisingly warm.
Stripped nude and elbows tied behind my back. My eldest daughter jane also stripped and tied in the same way. Both barefoot.
The rough forest track stretching away into the distance. A man and his three sons check their air rifles and distribute – twenty darts each with different coloured feathers.
The sluts will have five minutes start then we start hunting. Legs one point, bum and belly two points, tits three. Nipple or mound-five points. Winner gets to choose which of the sluts we hang first.
The man carefully counts out the twenty darts to each. He shows one to jane and me. Small, steel, with a tuft of coloured hair. The point has two barbs. He smiles . To make sure the dart stays in your pretty soft tits. And won't fall out. That would be a terrible shame.
He checks our wrists and elbows are securely tied. And weighs our bare breasts in his hands. His sons looking on. He looks approving. Glad to see the sluts are shaved smooth he says.
He pats Janes bare bottom - run along girks, you have five minutes before we start. Looking at his watch.
The track is hard and stony and barefoot it's very hard to walk let alone run. We get away as fast as we can, our bodies tense waiting for the first shot.
Stripped nude and elbows tied behind my back. My eldest daughter jane also stripped and tied in the same way. Both barefoot.
The rough forest track stretching away into the distance. A man and his three sons check their air rifles and distribute – twenty darts each with different coloured feathers.
The sluts will have five minutes start then we start hunting. Legs one point, bum and belly two points, tits three. Nipple or mound-five points. Winner gets to choose which of the sluts we hang first.
The man carefully counts out the twenty darts to each. He shows one to jane and me. Small, steel, with a tuft of coloured hair. The point has two barbs. He smiles . To make sure the dart stays in your pretty soft tits. And won't fall out. That would be a terrible shame.
He checks our wrists and elbows are securely tied. And weighs our bare breasts in his hands. His sons looking on. He looks approving. Glad to see the sluts are shaved smooth he says.
He pats Janes bare bottom - run along girks, you have five minutes before we start. Looking at his watch.
The track is hard and stony and barefoot it's very hard to walk let alone run. We get away as fast as we can, our bodies tense waiting for the first shot.