Cats P.O.V
Cats P.O.V
It felt like I had been running for days, not hours, yet I was still in this damn woods! I was convinced that I had continually moved away from the camp where the demon waited for one of his spawn to drag me back but I still couldn't understand why I hadn't come across a road or a house or any sign of civilisation. I finally realise after running down a small stream for a while that my body is close to collapse; soon I'll be physically unable to go on. I need to try and find somewhere to hide. Exiting the stream into a small clearing, I gather up fallen leaves, figuring I would use them as camouflage. After around 10 minutes of work, I am fairly impressed with my efforts; I had collected a massive pile of leaves and flung them all around a giant tree with roots bigger than my body, making sure to arrange them as naturally as possible. I then wriggle my way under a bigger pile, adjusting any gaps to make sure I am completely covered curled against one of the roots praying that would be enough to keep me hidden. I catch the occasional sounds of the boys crying out and crowing but none of them seem to get closer to me. It had been all quiet for just over an hour when I feel my eyelids droop, the chirping birds and babbling brook sounds lulling me into an exhausted slumber. I didn't know how long id slept when a cut off yell woke me. I freeze and press a hand over my mouth to muffle my breaths. Nothing follows this first sound so my locked up muscles start to relax again. All of a sudden a hand wraps round my ankle and I yelp in shock as I am hauled from my hiding place. I twist from my belly on to my back and come face to face with the grinning blonde, Felix I think his name was. I kick out wildly with my free leg, catching him full force in the gut. He doubles over winded, grunting in pain, releasing his grip on me and dropping the black club he carries with him.
I scramble to my feet and take off, adrenaline giving my knackered body the surge it needs to be able to move. I can hear his heavy footfalls behind me, catching up on me. I urge my legs faster, begging my body not to give in. Abruptly my face plants into the ground as im tackled from behind, his heavy weight landing hard on top of me and crushing me into the dirt. Pain explodes in my mouth as I realise Ive bitten the inside of my cheek, and taste blood. The air has been squeezed from my lungs making it impossible to scream. I hear him laugh lightly. ''Gotcha'' he whispers, his breath tickling my ear. I spit blood onto the ground and growl at him, trying with all my might to dislodge him from his position, but he is much heavier than me. I change tactics, going limp beneath him, trying to make him think im giving in. He shifts his weight slightly, feeling down my sides for my arms. I wait a moment then buck wildly, knocking him onto the ground beside me as I spring to my feet. Running was out of the question, he was clearly faster than me and I can barely stand so I position myself in a fighting stance, straight back, feet slightly apart. He slowly rises to his feet, looking me from head to toe and I tremble at the excitement I can see shining in his eyes, he is looking forward to this exchange! This makes me more determined and I grit my teeth, waiting for him to make a move. He feigns towards me and I jerk back, almost losing my balance, making him smile widely. ''You should just give up now, there is no way you can beat me'' he says confidently. My lip curls into a sneer as I snap at him ''Never gonna happen, Scarface, just let me leave quietly and you get to walk away.'' I was hoping against all odds that my bravado would be enough to get me out of this, I knew he would flatten me if it actually came to a physical confrontation but there was no way in hell I was going down without a fight. ''Game on'' he chuckles, slowly pulling out a long, sharp knife. After a pause, he jumps at me but misses as I hurl myself to the side and spin round with my fist cocked. I punch him in the jaw with all the strength I can muster and my fingers throb from the blow. He glares at me, rubbing his face and I feel like the pain in my fist was worth it, I could already see a red mark developing. I beam at him and taunt him, ''not feeling so cocky now, are we?''
At this, he snarls and lunges for me. I drop into a roll at his feet, knocking him over, and vault over him, attempting to kick the knife from his hand. He sweeps his arms out, hitting my legs and I land on my front with a small 'oof'. He immediately jumps on to my back, straddling me, and I flail around in an effort to escape. My struggles double as I feel something grow hard against base of my spine and realise he's getting turned on by my resistance. I try to heave the middle of my body upwards with all my might in an attempt to dislodge him, but I feel the sharp edge of the knife slide in front of my neck, ceasing my floundering actions instantly. I gasp in fear; shaking all over and can hear his heavy pants from behind me. His rough hand grabs mine and pulls it roughly behind my back, his knee holding it in place while he catches the other. Once he had them both there, he winds rope around them, binding them together. Once im secure he heaves me to my feet and presses my back into his chest, snaking his free arm round my waist, knife still held at my pulse point. ''I love a bit of spirit in a girl'' he murmurs, ''but it's even more exquisite when you realise the fight is over and you have lost.'' He bucks into me and I whimper as his cock grinds against my behind. He stills at the noise and suddenly pushes me away from him. ''Better get you back to camp before I get carried away'' he leers, poking me in the back with the knife to get me to walk. After only a few steps, my legs give way under me and I hit the dirt again. He sighs, puts the knife away and leans down to pick me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I give him a few feeble kicks but his hand smacks my ass hard, making me quit the attempt to hurt him. Ive lost, and as the realisation hits me, I sag in his hold and allow the tears to quietly run down my face.