Bad Day For Melanie

Raped in the woods.

The horrible nightmare began one Saturday when Melanie decided to go jogging through a

remote section of forest just outside of town. Normally, she performed this early morning ritual

through her neighbourhood, but it was the height of the Summer, and she had the urge to get

away from the traffic and smog. It was that fateful decision that led to the most horrifying day of

her life, a day she would always remember.

She wore her usual attire that morning – a grey tank top, cropped just above her midriff, a sports

bra, windbreaker jacket, and a pair of tiny white jogging shorts that showed off her long,

beautiful legs quite nicely. Her blonde hair was tied neatly into a pony tail. Like most women,

Melanie was never satisfied with her figure and she committed herself to a strict routine of

morning jogs and weekly aerobics. The fact was, she looked really good. At 5′ 6″ , she had a

very slender, ‘Barbie doll’ figure, with long golden hair that fell loosely over her shoulders and

down her lower back. Her breasts were not very large, but they had the round youthful

appearance of a seventeen year old. But it was her legs that were the most striking. They were

well-toned and athletic, yet still very femine-looking. Melanie was never shy about showing them

off. Quite often, she would go to work wearing a dress suit with the hem of her skirt cut no less

than six inches above her knees. A slit up the side revealed just a hint of upper thigh whenever

she sat down and crossed her knees. She wore no hosiery of any kind, she didn’t have to with

her beautiful almond complexion. A pair of black high heals capped off the sexy, but professional

look that drew long stares from men as she walked by.

Melanie parked her jeep at a trailhead just off the main road. The only other vehicle nearby was

a black Chevy Blazer. She did her usual stretching then began jogging slowly down the hiking

path. About a half a mile into her run, Melanie saw a man walking toward her on the trail, no

doubt the owner of the Blazer she saw earlier. He looked clean cut, about 6′ 10″ , good build,

with nicely chiselled features, dark hair and eyes. When the man saw her he smiled and said, ”

Good morning.” Melanie smiled back as she approached him, not noticing the two other men

crouching in the brush nearby.

Suddenly he jumped in front of her and before Julie could react, one of the other men grabbed

her ponytail and jerked her head backwards. He literally pulled her to the ground by her hair.

Julie was so startled, she didn’t think to scream or even try to get away. When she tried to get

up, one of the men took hold of both her elbows from behind and forced her to sit back down

on the cold ground. The man holding her was very rough-looking. He had a bald head and

tattoos on both arms. Her windbreaker slid down her shoulders as he squeezed her elbows

together.

” What the HELL are you doing?” Mealanie hoped the tone of her voice would scare them off.

The dark haired man glanced around and said, ” Looks like, whatever the HELL we want to.”

His eyes dropped down to her legs.

” Yeah, it’s just you and us,” the man with the tattoos added.

Her third abductor was well over 6 feet tall and, unlike the other two, he said very little, but

watched her intently like a predator sizing up its prey. For some reason this one scared her the

most.

Melaine knew now that her worst fear was about to become a reality. Her heart was beating like

a drum against her chest. Desperately she began to fight with them, but her efforts were only

rewarded with a sharp kick to the pit of her stomach.

” We got to get her off the trail!”

They pulled Melanie up and forced her through the heavy brush. She tried to scream, but the

big man immediately placed his hand over her mouth to silence her. They brought her to a small

clearing where the tattooed man punched her in the right temple with his fist and sent her

reeling to the ground. The hit was so hard it almost knocked her out.

” Careful man, I don’t want her face messed up.”

” The hell with her face, I wanna see this bitches tits,” and he yanked Melanie arms over her

head so hard it felt like they were going to be pulled out of their sockets. One of them took off

her jogging shoes and held her ankles while the other two pulled off her tank top. Melanie’s

head was swimming. So much was happening at once, her mind couldn’t keep up with it.