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Thread: Making A Report (RPM & BothsAndNeithers)

Leslie frowned at the door, trying to understand the latching mechanism before working it out and pushing it open, throwing every bit of her petite frame into pushing it aside. There wouldn't be anything of interest in the barn, she was sure, but hopefully there was a knothole or something where she could bring some binoculars and get a good look at the Gilanis' land. She wasn't sure what she hoped to find, but her gut told her that Layla hadn't gone far. From what she'd heard and read, she just wasn't the type. She frowned at the dust motes that swirled through the air - what happened when you didn't use a building other than for storage, she guessed - and stepped inside. She'd been to the barn when she was visiting and helping her aunt and uncle, since it was where things like Christmas decorations and yard tools tended to live. She knew that what had once been the hayloft was more or less empty, so she'd set up camp up there. Before she got to the ladder, though, she heard...something. A repeated noise. It sounded kind of like a human voice, but wasn't words. An animal snuffling somewhere, perhaps? It sounded like it was coming from the back of the barn. Hello? she called out, trying to move towards the sound.
Thread: Making A Report (RPM & BothsAndNeithers)

She heard the other girl's voice getting closer. To a point that she was almost at the secret trap door near one of the old horse stalls. It dawned on Layla just then. It's a trap! That's why the other two went upstairs! Mmm! Mmm! MMMMPH! MMMPH! MMMMMPH! Layla shouted behind the gag as best she could. Looks like you're gonna have some company... The remaining kidnapper leered as he walked over to Layla and casually began fondling her breasts. MMMMPH! MMMMPH! MMMMPH! Layla exclaimed. Layla blushed red for two reasons. One, of course , was obviously due to fruitless struggling against her bonds. The other was due to the rather damning fact that her nipples were starting to spring erect. Despite being rather ample breasted she was definitely very sensitive to stimuli there. This was a fact past lovers definitely exploited. Never had she been more grateful that the bra she was wearing had enough padding to it that the kidnappers wouldn't be able to really tell. Meanwhile upstairs the two masked men hiding in the barn's confines had seen the blonde walking around the place. Slipping around the various stacks of stored items they made sure to cut off her only exit. They both had enough rope and cloth to bind and gag Leslie several times over. They sneaked closer in the darkness before one of them clamped a hand over Leslie's mouth, snaking an arm around her arms. Don't make a sound, understand? He whispered. Then the other kidnapper showed himself, cloth and rope in hand. The first man moved his hand away only for his partner to stuff a wad of cloth into Leslie's mouth before a folded band of black silk was tied over her lips. Then Leslie's hands were tied and she was lead deeper into the barn, to the nearby stall. All the while the man behind her began fondling her breasts. The other man opened the trap door and led Leslie down a small flight of stairs where she would see Layla bound and gagged, standing against a post while a third man fondled her breasts. Swiftly the men worked, tying Leslie to the post facing Layla, tying her ankles together before winding rope around her waist and arms, just underneath her breasts to fasten her to the post. This should keep you out of trouble. The man binding Leslie whispered in her ear.
Thread: Making A Report (RPM & BothsAndNeithers)

Leslie walked carefully through the barn, not sure what was on the floor - all she needed was to step on something and slip and hurt herself - as she strained her ears. What on Earth was happening? She knew she was hearing something, but it wasn't words. Maybe...a baby? It sounded muffled. Maybe someone was talking on the phone somewhere? She shrieked, jumping, as a man grabbed her from behind, but the noise was quickly muffled by a hand over her mouth. She struggled, trying to kick behind her and ignoring his advice to be quiet, trying to bite or wrench her hand away as she squealed. Another man appeared. Her eyes widened, heart thundering - how was this happening?! This was on her aunt and uncle's property! How were they even here? Cloth was shoved into her mouth, a gag fashioned. It didn't silence her by any means, but it kept her from speaking intelligibly - and, unfortunately, gave her other captor an extra hand to work with since he wasn't having to hold it over her mouth. Angry and terrified tears came as her hands were roughly bound, breasts mauled by the man behind her. She fought with nails and feet, but they overpowered her and managed to get her down stairs she hadn't known existed. She looked at the other woman with wide eyes - the kidnapped girl! This was what had happened to her! Her eyebrows went up, concern for the other woman clear as she, herself, was tightly lashed to a pole. She tried to pull away, but only managed to hit her head on the wood. She turned to glare at the man who'd tied her up. Fuck you, she tried to say, but it only game out as muffled sound.
Thread: Making A Report (RPM & BothsAndNeithers)

Layla's eyes went wide as she heard the sounds of struggling coming from upstairs as the other two kidnappers got a hold of someone. She heard the sound of the trap door opening and the sounds of footsteps. These were also accompanied by several muffled grunts. Whoever they caught had clearly been gagged as well. Mnnnf... Layla mewled as she saw the bound and gagged blonde being led down the stairs before she was led towards the post facing her. Ropes were being wound around her body, pinioning her to the post in much the same way Layla had spend most of the last night and whatever time of day it was. As she watched the other two captors tying Leslie to the post the man fondling her breasts whispered into your ear, Told you you're gonna have company. Once the man standing to the right of Leslie finished winding the coil of rope around her arms, just underneath her breasts he reached over and began to fondle the blonde's breasts through the yellow tank top. Layla felt heat building as the fondling continued and her features blushed red with embarassment. She hoped it wasn't arousal she was feeling, but knew it was the case. Presently the groping stopped as black sleeping blindfolds were fitted over the girls' eyes. It'll be time to go by nightfall, one captor said. Nightfall came and then the ropes were unwound around the posts. The girls' hands remained tied behind their backs, and of course the gags and blindfolds remained in place. Layla was in front with Leslie behind her and Layla once again felt hands fitting over her breasts. Layla exclaimed, Mmph! They hadn't been led up the stairs and out the trap door like she expected. All the while the men behind Leslie and Layla fondled the girls' breasts until they were led up another flight of stairs to a waiting car. The girls were bundled into the back of the car, sitting in the backseats with one of the captors sitting between them. Then the car's engine turned over before the it began moving into the night...
Thread: Making A Report (RPM & BothsAndNeithers)

Leslie shrieked into the gag as the man squeezed and rubbed her breasts, clearly - to her mind - more interested in humiliating her and showing that he could touch her than taking particular pleasure in the almost random contact. A blindfold was fitted over her eyes, and she froze - she didn't like not being able to see what was happening around her. Her body took up a fine trembling, rapidly growing tired of standing tied snugly to the post. She tried to make a plan. She needed to remember everything, their faces, the location, and then look for opportunity to escape and bring the police back...and then write a story about it. This was horrifying, but if she thought of it as an undercover job, maybe that would make it easier to bear. It seemed like she was standing there, blind and immobile, for hours in the relative silence. She jumped, yelping, as her breasts were unceremoniously grabbed once more. She worried about what else they would do to her, but since the other woman had still been clothed, perhaps they weren't doing the worst things they might. She tried to drag her feet, make moving her hard - she knew better than to let herself be moved - but without her hands or eyes, real resistance was difficult. She soon found herself in a car, hands uncomfortably stuck at her lower back. She screamed into the gag as the car started moving and threw her weight from side to side, hoping to make enough of a scene for anyone who saw the car to notice something wrong.
Thread: Making A Report (RPM & BothsAndNeithers)

Leslie was, frankly, shocked that no one discouraged her movements or screaming - where were they, what was the situation, that they were so thoroughly unconcerned with attracting attention. She twisted her body, trying to evade the hand on her, but he obviously had more range of motion than she did. Leslie didn't bother resisting as she was pulled from the car and marched along - if they worried about her being seen, they wouldn't have her out in the night air without hiding her in some way, and even if she broke away she wouldn't get far with her hands behind her back and a blindfold on. She felt for Layla as she heard the clacking of heels had the woman really been standing in them against that pole all this time? Ouch. Leslie blinked as the blindfold was removed, looking around. Not good. Who had a place like this all ready to go? She glared at her attackers, not nodding, though she did reach up to undo her own gag as soon as her hands were free. The other woman turned to her, kissed her, and Leslie stepped quickly back. No, she said firmly. It's not about you, she added quickly to Layla, but absolutely not, she fired at the kidnappers. They weren't going to shoot her for refusing to make out with someone - that was a stupid reason for a murder charge. If you want to watch girls go at it, you have the internet for that. Now, there's no one who has anything substantial for ransom for either of us, so I suggest you just let us go now, she said, crossing her arms.
Thread: Making A Report (RPM & BothsAndNeithers)

Layla wasn't offended by Leslie's brush off. In fact under other circumstances she wouldn't ordinarily try to make out with another girl though she wasn't opposed to it. Making out with another girl was only an occasional thing for her. Leslie wasn't unattractive to Layla in the least, but she had other things on her mind. Had this been under other circumstances she would be happy to make out with Leslie in the first place. Thinking about that act wasn't helping her in the least, especially given the heat building between her thighs and the hard nipples from the thugs' groping. Part of the idea that had popped into her head had come from the fact that she was feeling quite hot at the moment. She moved her ear to Leslie's ear, Let's see if we can't distract them... One of the masked men laughed, Oh ransom isn't the only reason we grabbed her... He pointed at Layla as he spoke before continuing, Let's just say with Layla's dad being the editor of the town newspaper having her as a hostage is some form of levearge...
Thread: Making A Report (RPM & BothsAndNeithers)

Leslie wasn't upset at the idea of kissing another woman - she'd certainly done so more than willingly in the past - but she'd be damned if she did it just because a bunch of criminals suggested she should. She looked at Layla, eyebrow raised. Distract them from what? she whispered back. If we're both right here, neither of us can use the distraction to do anything! Leslie crossed her arms over her chest. What, you're hoping he'll put your good mug shot in the paper? she shot back. Whatever you're hoping to get, this isn't the way to go about it. Look, let us go and I'm sure Layla will talk to her dad for you.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

Jason was a businessman, pure and simple ,and a very skilled techy. He had skills and a good sense of what sells. With the Rash of monster hunter shows on reality TV, his SQUATCH WATCH Services was doing a great business. For a substantial fee, would be hunters were treated to the best in technology and creature comfort as they pursued SQUATCH werever they seemed to think he was. His highly customized RV was a monster. 40 ft long, articulated and equipped with 6 wheel drive and highpower quiet diesel technology it would go anywhere. Add to that the state -of- the -art electronics, cameras infra-red, UV, EMF, and EMG detectors and his clients were drooling before they even left the lot. The rig was trailored to the trail head on a flatbed and then from there it was simply unstoppable. The rig was also a small 5 star hotel, and included luxury accomodations for 6 and full kitchen. After 4 years chasing something he didn't believe existed and never really found, Jason had made his fortune, and could have simply retired. It was the end of the season, and he decided to take his rig out into the great Mistwood forest for a bit peace and quiet, without having to cater to prema donna clients. He took the big rig two hours into the woods and parked. Out of habit he turned on the detectors before going back to the kitchen to start fixing himself a steak. He had just started cutting veggies when all hell broke loose in the control room at the front of the vehicle. He ran forward, hoping it was not another Grizzly Bear. The last one had done almost a thousand dollars in damage to the RV's custom paint. When he sat down at the console he started analyzing the threat. He was now in full alert mode. A quick scan of the video cameras showed nothing , but emf , emg, and radiation detectors were all indicating a large mass approaching about 20 yards out. Ultrasonic motion detectors confirmed the range and put the mass at 50-60 kilograms and velocity at just over 1 meter per second. He opened the computer species analysis application and the results came back mammalian female. A woman??? he wondered aloud. Out here? he was easily 5 days hike over rough terrain from the nearest road. He waited and though the mass was now just 10 ft away, he could see nothing on the video. Then just as suddenly as it had begun the alarms fell silent. It simply dissapared. He cautiously openened the door and looked in the direction where he should have seen it. He was alone.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

She floated above in the tree, her spirit form hiding her from most of the tech and visuals that the hunters used, oh close, she thought as she floated down to the ground, behind a tree, and took a silver fox form. Knowing know what he was she had to know why he was here, some of the hinters like him posed harm to her, so she began scouting. She tried to track down his cameras and any other tech he may have positioned out into the woods to get a feel for his safety bubble.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

As he closed the door, the ultrasonic detector sounded and looking at the monitors he saw the silver fox roaming about. It was curious. He wondered just how that fox had approached with out detection. He would find out after his dinner. His stomach was growling now, andtheir seemed no immenent threat. Just the same he left the control room on full alert status and locked the door. H returned to the kitchen and resumed his cooking. He tossed the steak on the grill and turned on the vent. As he sat eating he began to wonder, That fox had left even with the smell of cooking meat. It was odd, very odd.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

She sat and watched, just at the edge of the clearing, curious of the mans ideas and motives. She had decided she would watch him, so in her fox form she would do just that, sit and wait, seeing if he did anything odd or dangerous. Typically men like him were safe, they just wanted some pictures or proof then they would leave, but she enjoyed making that hard.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

Jason felt very secure in the big RV, being armored it would stop even a grizzly, so being here to just relax. He watched the fox's signature on his monitor, but it was only a curiosity because its behavior was so odd. It didn't behave like a fox, though it certainly was one. He was curious, but had time to wait. He slept soundly that night but let the equipment log the strange fox's behavior. The next morning over coffee he reviewed the logs and found a strange anomaly. The fox would just disappear randomly. It didn't run off. It just showed up somewhere else every now and then. He ran diagnostics on the equipment. It was working perfectly. What was going on here. He decided on a hike. He packed a day bag and his .357 and headed out to look around. You never went anywhere with out a gun in this territory.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

She watched him from the bush as he left his home, she knew that he was looking FM's something, though probably not something specific. She followed him using her purple butterfly form, always just out of sight to his right, floating between trees and rocks, and once she knew he saw her she would tease him. Floating behind a tree she would appear to his left moments later.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

As he walked, he was keenly aware of the woods around him. A trained observer, he listened carefully and made a full-time 360 degree video record of the walk taken by an HD camera mounted in his hat. That purple butterfly was odd. Not only was it an unknown species Jason was a Lepidopterist and knew all the known north american species but it was clearly following him. He tested this when he first noticed it. First he would walk one direction the another. though it delayed and hid, it always followed him. Whatever was going on with these strange creatures, behaviorally, the acted with far more intelligence than their peers. Jason was becoming suspicious. He headed back to the RV. He had research to do.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

As she followed him she could tell he was aware of her intelligence and smiled, on the inside, knowing that he was curious and confused to some degree. She didn't see him as a threat and so allowing him to study her or research her was something she would entertain. Dissapearing into a tree as he went back to the RV she assumed a fox form once again to follow. About an hour passed until a shrill cry, almost human like, split through the forest, not far from the RV. The noise came from the silver fox who had gotten its leg trapped in a bear trap, an old trap cover in leaves left by a hunter and forgotten long before.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

In the RV, alarms sounded. Jason went to monitors was struggling with something. Jason took his gun and went out to investigate. It didn't take long to find the poor animal stuck in a bear trap and wailing. The call was very strange. Jason was hesitant freeing a trapped animal is dangerous, you can get bit or stuck in the trap yourself. Out here with no help, that could be deadly. He took out his back pack and got out a tranquilizer he carried. The dart was to powerful to use, but he could use the syringe. He gave the fox a small dose, and waited for it to take effect. Once the fox slept, her took a tree branch and carefully pried open the old steel trap. The leg was badly damaged. He brought the fox in the trailer and put it in a dog cage he kept and waited for it to recover . Then he would see if it could walk.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

It was several hours later as she opened and looked around slowly and then turned to look at him, staring as if debating something. After a few a sigh escaped the foxes lips as it slowly changed into a butterfly and weakly flew through the cage gaps and landed on his couch. Pacing around it soon turned toward the monitors as it soon changed form back to the fox and curled up with another yawn.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

Jason sat there dumbfounded. Can you speak? a...ah English I mean It seemed a stupid question, but then given what had just happened, why not. He waited for an answer before asking any more questions. He just sat there staring, then he examined the foxes leg. It was fully healed or perhaps reformed. He wondered to himself why the ox hadn't just reformed to escape the trap. He had so many questions and so few answers.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

She turned to him and shuffled a paw as she sat up and looked at him, OK OK I'll stop playing with you, she said as she took a humanoid form and sat on the couch, Call my Nylea, spirit of the forest here, she said, and you are? Now that she was normal sized he could see a deep scar on her leg where the trap was, while healed it still was clear her leg was injured.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

Well if you can read, it is all over my truck . I am Jason Wells and a run a Sasquatch search service. Do you know what Sasquatch is? He looked over her form. What exactly are you right now? Are you actually human? You look basically human. How do you do that? The scientist in him was kicking in. I'm just here for a bit of relaxation. to get away from civilization.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

She chuckled, No I can't read, not human that is, I can read the picture words that tribes used to use back in the day, she said and thought, I'm Humaniod but not actually a human, I am real, she said gently holding his wrist, see, she chuckled, what I am is hard to explain, to the tribes I was a goddess, to humans I'm a myth, and to poachers I'm a nightmare, she said, but I'm a nature elemental dryad, like a magical being. She then chuckled, I have heard about squatch when I stalk other humans like you,
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

Is squatch real? I have never really believed it was. When she touched him, he asked may I touch your skin? or are those clothes like mine? he wasn't sure she would understanding what he was asking. You are very beautiful. No one is even going to believe you exist, but you can hardly be trapped. not that I want to.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

She smiled, most of it is my skin, the leafy parts are more of a covering, I have found human act oddly when I appear natural to then, she chuckled and looked out her window, if you wish I can stay in the RV with you since I am still close to the forest, she said warmly, but I will not leave my forest,
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

'm not here to capture you. Come and go as you please. I brought you here because you were hurt. Which is your natural form? have other human's seen you?
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

This is my natural form, and your the first, she said and crosses her legs with a smile, so why come here to relax? She asked.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

Because I can. It is quiet here, just the forest and its creatures, no customers requiring attention. I do what I care to. You are a special treat. Something I could only dream about. Are you unique or are there more of you? How did you come about? Do you understand pleasure? what do you do to get it? This was the strangest conversation he had ever had in his life.
Thread: I'm a Believer (Wolvenrogue and Darkness)

She smiled, I'm unique, I'm not sure how I came about though, she said thinking back, I just kind of..existed all of a sudden, she said, my presumption is that I died and was reborn as this, maybe a huntress in a past life she said and chuckled, I can be pleasured but it isn't a drive like a human has so I tend to not have to persu it, she said simply, but with my anatomy being that of a female, well you know how I can take care of it,