Lost in Melilem Grove Pt. 02 Ch. 03

Chapter Three

1.

Sadly, Maple had lost sight of the woman. She exhaled. She saw a singular path.

Conversely, there were many vines that had surrounded the area. The vines looked as if they were thin fingers. The area no longer looked magical. This felt like a nightmare.

Maple turned around cagily -- many roots blocked the way back off.

Maple panicked. She tried to break apart these gnarly roots.

The roots were too tough to break and weren't budging soon.

Maple had to give up. They blocked the way back off. She sighed.

They did not give maple a choice. She followed the linear path out of here.

2.

As Maple looked around, her boots cracked a few dead twigs. She had an inkling why animals avoided this area now. It felt like there was a dangerous monster living here.

Maple had the paranoid idea that she was being led by someone. It was as though this place was alive. The path she walked seemed to bend and twist in a strange direction.

Maple told herself that forests weren't sentient monsters. However, there wasn't anything to contradict that right now. She didn't watch too many horror movies. Yet, one film she watched involved a demonic entity that could control the trees in a forest.

Maple suddenly heard odd moans resembling a woman having sexual intercourse.

Against her better judgement, Maple followed the sounds of sexual moans.

3.

Maple stumbled across a strange location -- they had led her to a dead end.

Maple turned around and saw the way back still existed.

Maple sighed. She needed a break. She needed to clear her head.

Maple sat down on the soft grass. She got her packed lunch out of her bag. She ate a packet of crisps as she looked at the vines. She washed her crisps down with her delicious OJ.

Maple felt some intrusive thoughts in her mind again. However, these thoughts didn't make her want to masturbate. They made her eyelids feel heavy. She yawned. She packed her boxed lunch. Maple used her duffle bag as a makeshift pillow. She laid her head down.

Maple slowly closed her eyes. She could not stay awake. She smelt a sweet smell.

Maple drifted off. Her arms and legs rested on the grass. She breathed comfortably.

Maple was soon off to dreamland. She dreamt she was back at home. Juniper was with her. She didn't need to go to this creepy grove. She grinned. She kept on dreaming.

Maple moaned comfortably in her dream state. She breathed in a comfortable rhythm.

Many tree roots snaked through the grass and made their way towards Maple.

Maple was deep in her sleep. She was none the wiser. She breathed comfortably.

Two thick tree roots fastened around Maple's ankles. Carefully, two thick tree roots fastened around a wrist each -- detaining Maple. They didn't want to wake her.

Maple smiled in her sleep. She didn't want to wake up. She slept with complacency.

The roots tied around Maple's ankles opened her legs with caution, taking their time.

Maple's legs were wide open -- she was now vulnerable to the perverted trees.

Several roots carefully tore Maple's shorts -- to expose her panties.

Maple's panties got torn by many roots -- her pussy is now exposed.

A tree root with a hooked-tip made its way to Maple -- it entered her virgin pussy.

Maple's eyes opened in alarm. She realised they detained her. She was wiggling frantically. The horror hit her like a brick. She understood the trees had restrained her. She raised her head. They forced her legs wide open. A thick tree root was in her pussy.

The tree root's hooked-tip soon found its prize -- it discovered Maple's G-Spot.

Maple squealed. Her G-Spot was being abused. She clenched her teeth. She shut her eyes tight. She laid her head down again. She fought against the bonds. She shook her head. No one had ever found Maple's G-Spot. It felt too intense. She couldn't keep it together.

Maple unwillingly opened her mouth. She moaned, "Oh fuck! Oh, shit! Oh, no! Please stop! This is a fucking nightmare! Someone help me! Please stop! Junie, save me!"

The trees watched Maple reluctantly moan. They were obsessed with her. She was going to make a fine addition as their slave. They weren't finished. They wanted more.

"Please stop! You'll make me come! Please, stop raping me! No! No! No! I'm going to come! I'm going to come! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming," Maple whined.

Maple's hips bucked and trembled. Her body shook beyond her control. She deafened the area with her hesitant moans. Tears flowed over her cheeks. Her heart beat like a jackhammer. She squirted. Her body shivered after her orgasm. She was crying out of shame.

The tree root stopped abusing Maple's G-Spot. It left her abused pussy gradually.

Maple shook her head. She was too tired to put up a fight. She couldn't get away.

Maple was dizzy and felt faint. Her need for escape had intensified. She felt her throat tighten a bit. She couldn't stop crying. Her heart raced, and she had tingling sensations.

Maple whined, "No more. I want to go home. Please. Let me go. Please."

Maple's appeals got ignored. Another thick root soon appeared.

This new root was like a chunky cucumber -- it penetrated Maple's wet pussy.

Maple arched her back. She let out a hoarse cry. Her body trembled in response. She felt this thick cucumber-like root stretch the inner walls of her pussy. It really hurt.

The cucumber-like root bumped Maple's cervical wall as it moved back and forth.

Maple's resolve to breaking free kicked in. She's too tired out to escape. She clenched her fists. She wanted to shut her legs. The unwanted sexual arousal bubbled in her body. There were so many nights she wished to lose her virginity -- but not like this.

Maple's eyelids twitched. She shook her head in shock. She wouldn't stop trembling. She told herself it was just a nightmare. She was about to wake up any minute. Her nipples were erect beyond her control. She's frustrated. She breathed harder. It was hopeless.

Sadly, the thick cucumber-like root moved backwards and forwards at a snail's pace.

With reluctance, Maple groaned, "This is a nightmare! Oh, no! I fucking asked for this earlier, didn't I? You possessed me! You tricked me! Now I'm a prisoner! Let me go!"

The tree wouldn't yield. They took their sweet time abusing Maple. The trees moaned. Defiling this human girl was the highlight of their day. They needed to break her.

Maple moaned, "Don't make me orgasm! Ah! Oh! Uh! Ugh! Ooh! I can't take much more of this! Stop making me moan, please! Help me! I can't break free! I can't get loose!"

Maple fought hard against the bonds. It was hopeless. She knew another orgasm was brewing. The thick cucumber-like root has many bumps. Each thrust meant her O-Spot and G-Spot were being rubbed. This was torture. Her unwilling moans echoed throughout the entire woods. Each second was excruciating. She hated her body for responding. She didn't know how she would face herself. She prayed to God to help her.

Maple moaned, "The trees are raping me! Oh, shit! No! Junie, save me! Please, stop the trees from raping me! Help me! Don't make me orgasm! I don't want to orgasm!"

Maple's protests were for naught. The trees didn't care. They wanted to shoot their load into Maple's once virgin pussy. She couldn't suppress her feelings. The trembling in her limbs and body intensified. She knew it. She knew she was going to squirt again. Her heart raced. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She couldn't hinder her moans. She's pretty screwed.

Maple moaned, "Oh no! I'm going to come! Ah! Oh! Ugh! Ooh! Uh! No! God! Coming! Coming! Hard! Can't! Stop! Hips! Bucking! Body! Trembling! Oh! Ooh! Ah! Hoo!"

Finally, another strong tremor rocked Maple's body senselessly. Her hips bucked and trembled. Sadly, she had squirted hard again. She's surprised. She had never squirted hard like this. Her body abated against her will. She trembled because of her unwilling orgasm. And yet her body enjoyed it. Her muscles tingled and tightened. Her head felt really light.

Though, the thick cucumber-like root kept thrusting and thrusting in Maple's pussy. It was nearing its own climax. It twisted and moved in a corkscrew motion. The trees groaned.

Maple lost her stamina. She quaked from the aftershock. She couldn't fight back. She whimpered. She felt like an abused sex doll. She was a rape toy for the woods. She sighed.

Maple whimpered, "Please...! Stop...! Please...! No...! More...! No...! More...! I...! Can't...! Hold...! On...! Much...! Longer...! Junie...? Please...! I'm...! Gonna...! Faint...!"

Maple passed out. The darkness swallowed her mind. She was defenceless.

The thick cucumber-like root juddered hard. It ejaculated a torrent of its sticky sap.

The thick cucumber-like root gradually left Maple's pussy -- with mixed juices.

The roots unfastened Maple's wrists and ankles -- leaving her to lie there in shame.