On the Highway.

 

I travel extensively for work.

Additionally, this evening.

I was getting tired after several hours of freeway driving.

Since gas was also becoming scarce, I drove to a rest area to fill up and get a coffee.

After my break, I returned to my car and saw two figures—one bigger, one smaller.

I walked as calmly as I could toward my car despite the fact that it was getting quite dark and I didn't feel very comfortable.

The two blocked my entrance just as I was about to enter.

In disbelief, I stepped back.

Initially, I wanted to flee, but I chose to remain calm and get a better look at the two.

A pleasant sight was the smaller of the two figures.

A young girl with blonde pigtails, a white blouse, and a tartan miniskirt, standing maybe 1 point 60 tall.

style for girls.

However, there are also fishnet stockings with massive ladders and combat boots.

Moreover, lip, nose, and brow piercings.

Less appealing to see was the second figure.

She appeared to be a man at first glance.

However, I could see feminine curves under the form-fitting black tank top.

She additionally wore camouflage pants and a military backpack.

Of course, she also wore combat boots.

Her face did not appeal to me at all.

Except for the black eye shadow, her face was painted a pale color besides the bright red that was painted on her mouth.

She had more piercings than the adorable child.

I noticed her blue mohawk and a particularly large nose ring that made me immediately think of a wild boar.

She was a sizable wild boar as well.

On her powerful arms, which were 1 point 85 meters long, the veins were easily visible.

Without a doubt, the wild boar used the gym frequently.

The young child said, "Excuse me," put her index finger to her mouth, whistled, and turned to face me with wide eyes.

"Could you possibly take us a little with you?".

Actually, I didn't want to.

Hitchhikers were never picked up by me.

But the little one was so adorable, like a little girl asking her father for an ice cream, that I couldn't help but remember the big one, and in no time at all, they had both climbed into the car with me and we had left.

The young child was in the passenger seat next to me.

In the back was the large one.

I was content with it because it meant I could focus entirely on the child and didn't have to see her.

It went off well.

The young girl's skirt had a slight lift.

I could see exactly where her stockings ended if I leaned a little closer to her.

Later, the skirt slipped up a bit more, revealing her white panties—which were embellished with vibrant flowers—in part.

We engaged in animated conversation while the big one was going on with the person in the back seemingly asleep.

She touched my right leg while we were talking, and my pants responded energetically.

I pondered how to find out if she truly desired something from me.

I had an thought.

My right hand accidentally dropped to her knee during the following shift.

She delightedly laughed. So I grew a little bolder and gave her thigh a gentle pat.

She grabbed my crotch and gave me a happy kitten purr.

While gently massaging the package between my legs, she uttered the coo "Uiii.".

Now, my pants were extremely restricted.

Don't you want to go somewhere, she enquired.

and in the manner I desired.

I really stepped on the gas, and eventually what we needed appeared: one of those dark rest stops with a few trees on the right and left and nothing else.

I came to a halt in the rest area's particularly dark spot.

As I worked the tiny breasts in her blouse and she gently massaged me between the legs, the little blonde turned to me and we kissed.

After some time, she muttered, "Aren't you going to 'get him out?'" and licked her lips enthusiastically so I could see her silver tongue flash.

I've always wanted to be sucked off by a woman who has her tongue pierced.

I unbuckled my belt and let my pants fall in less than a second.

The young blonde appeared to like what she saw.

She exclaimed, "But he's big!" as she leaned close to me.

My head jerked back abruptly.

My hair was brutally pulled back by the tall passenger in the back seat who had grabbed it.

My temple then began to feel like a piece of icy steel.

"What's that about, you horny goat! You seem to think you can get away with anything.

Leave now.

I pushed back my reluctance and exited.

With my hands raised and my pants at half-mast in the middle of the night, I must have looked really ridiculous.

The two had also left and were unsure of what to do with me at this point.

With a massive gun that looked incredibly real, the big one was constantly pointing at me.

The child questioned, "Are you certain he isn't armed?".

The large antelope pondered.

"You're right.

' She continued.

The fact that he takes off his clothes is the best part.

"Go on, undress," was said to me later in a commanding tone.

I followed their instructions.

I bowed before the tall Moroccan woman as she commanded me to kneel.

He's not that big, she said, looking between my legs as she mockedly grinned at me.

The blonde squealed with delight.

The large one then ordered while inserting the pistol's barrel into my mouth.

It took me a while to realize that I should pretend to blow the gun barrel when I said, "Come on! Blow me!".

I made the decision that it would be best not to make fun of her, so I started licking the gun barrel.

I made an acorn-like motion with my tongue around the gun's muzzle.

Following that, I fully inserted the gun's barrel into my mouth.

Then the tall punk began rhythmically poking me in the mouth with the gun's barrel.

She began wailing loudly, demonstrating how much she appeared to enjoy that.

That went on for quite some time.

She then experienced a severe ecstasy.

She began to groan louder and louder, finally yelling, "I'm coming! Ah, you are good! I'm coming!" with a loud click as she cocked the hammer and grinned icily.

My heart began to beat quickly, and I began to sweat.

So that's it, I thought.

When the young child objected, "Now?

The fun has just begun!".

Again, the big one gave it some serious thought.

Never once did my heart stop beating.

She was always ready to fire.

I instinctively closed my eyes when I sensed her grip on the gun becoming tighter.

She let the cock loose with a gentle click.

"You're right.

The large Marroquese said, ".

The youngster told me to "tie him up," and he used handcuffs from his backpack to cuff my hands behind my back.

My hands were then chained to my feet and my feet were tied, preventing me from standing.

I gradually came to the conclusion that the two of them had likely prepared the situation well.

The Moroccan now took pleasure in demonstrating her power to me.

My head flew to the left and right, and all I could see were asterisks as a result of her provocation as she stood close to me in front of me and smacked me in the face.

She slapped me in the face so hard that I blacked out.

The two of them started kicking me right away with their boots until I was on my stomach.

In an expression of triumph, the tall one placed a boot on my neck.

The young blonde cheered loudly and took a few pictures "for the family album," as she put it.

I should then lick her filthy boots.

The young girl grabbed my penis with one hand when I resisted her advances.

She suddenly had a switchblade in the other.

My penis was the target of her sawing motion, which she started very slowly.

I felt a cut, and then I noticed a small trickle of blood running from the base of my penis down to my balls.

I asked imploringly, "Please, please, I want to lick your boots.".

The young child briefly continued sawing before saying, "There you go!" and enjoyingly folding the knife.

I licked as much as I could.

Including the soles, of course.

I received a few more well-timed slaps and kicks after the two had finally been satisfied.

But eventually it became monotonous, so they packed me into the trunk.

We then sped off.

I'm not sure how far we traveled.

Absolutely, it seemed to last forever.

I finally went to sleep.

The car's ferocious rumbling and jumping startled me out of sleep.

I felt queasy and worried that I might throw up due to the stale air and the erratic movements.

I became aware, due to the rocking, that we were no longer on the autobahn but rather a path through a forest or meadow.

We came to a stop after some time.

I feared the worst.

I anticipated being dragged from the trunk and then being shot.

Nothing, however, took place.

But the two women started to speak quite loudly.

The trunk was booming and the sound system in the car had been turned up to maximum volume.

I wanted to cover my ears because it was so loud, but I was unable to do so due to my handcuffs, so I was forced to put up with this heavy metal punk rock nonsense.

The two accelerated, and the vehicle shook.

They again turned the music off after an eternity, and everything fell silent.

Despite my desire to sleep because I was exhausted, it didn't happen.

Now a moan could be heard.

It appeared that the two were enjoying their time together.

The two groaning and screaming became increasingly louder as the car rocked once more.

I eventually dozed off as it became quiet.

I woke up when it suddenly became light.

It was daytime when the large wild boar opened the trunk.

We were in a forest, just as I had guessed.

The vehicle was parked in a clearing on a forest road.

The tall one exultantly posed in front of me.

She was wearing my white shirt, tie, jacket, and battle dress pants today, and she had her hands on her hips.

I reflected, "Not a good sign.".

"Now it's your turn, kid.

She uttered, ".

Then they dragged me ostentatiously from the trunk.

We will give you another opportunity.

The young child explained.

A two-minute lead will be given to you.

We'll call you off if we catch you.

She then disconnected the ankle cuffs from my handcuffs.

I could at least move around and stand up straight now.

However, the shackles prevented me from moving more than a few steps and kept my hands tied behind my back.

I was still naked, after all.

With my shackles on, I ran as quickly as I could.

I may have walked 500 meters before falling.

I struggled to get back to my feet because of the handcuffs.

The blonde was approaching me when I finally stood up.

It was already too late for me to hide behind a hedge so that she wouldn't see me.

My right arm suddenly hurt severely.

My entire body then began to twitch, causing me to collapse and writhe in agony on the ground.

The young child yelled, "I got it!".

I became aware that she had shocked me with a tazer.

She triumphantly stepped in front of me and fired her Tazer at me once more.

Right away, the big one joined us, and they both happily giggled.

Then, my little one, you must have had bad luck.

"Says the wild boar," they dragged me up to a tree.

I was fastened to the tree.

On me, they hung a sign that said, "I tried a girl raped.".

The large one then drew her gun once more and pointed it in my direction.

I was rendered completely blind by the toddler as she pulled the black tank top of the Moroccan woman over me.

waited for the shot while feeling fear.

But when it didn't, I realized the two had quietly vanished.

I yelled for assistance, but it took hours before an elderly couple found me.

With the sign around his neck, it was embarrassing enough to be naked.

Despite my best efforts to explain everything to them, they still called the police.

They kept me under questioning for a while before releasing me.

Only weeks later, in an Italian lake, was the car discovered after it had vanished.

The account was empty before I could block my credit card.

Both of the women disappeared without a trace.

Since then, I have never stopped to pick up hitchhikers.