Tessa and I had been running for what felt like hours, our breaths labored, hearts pounding, the relentless pursuit of the creature pushing us beyond our limits. It seemed like an eternal nightmare, one from which we couldn't escape. The creature was relentless, a shadowy presence just inches away, ready to engulf us in its malevolent grasp.

Through the dense forest, I pulled Tessa along, my fingers locked tightly with hers. The jagged terrain beneath our feet punished us with each step, causing searing pain to shoot up my legs. The harshness of the unforgiving ground was nothing compared to the chilling roars that echoed through the woods, haunting us with every stride we took. The creature was playing with us, toying with our fear as if trying to gauge how long we could endure this relentless pursuit before collapsing from sheer exhaustion.

As we ran, a disturbing thought clawed its way into my mind: Where was the beast that had stalked me? It had disappeared from our immediate surroundings. Perhaps it couldn't tolerate another person approaching what it considered its territory. I remembered the creature's fury when Ben had been with me, and that thought sent shivers down my spine.

"Ben, where are you?" I shouted, the desperation evident in my voice.

Tessa, gasping for breath, responded, "He's probably dead by now!"

My heart sank at her words, and the possibility that the creature had taken Ben before pursuing us weighed heavily on my mind. An eerie silence descended upon us, the only sound being the rhythmic thud of our feet against the hard pavement. Tessa and I both slowed to a jog, our eyes fixed on the road ahead. A faint, distant glow of light gradually grew brighter, casting an eerie shimmer on the asphalt.

We watched with bated breath, our anticipation rising as the glow transformed into a pair of shining orbs. Relief washed over me as I realized that the light came from the headlights of our RV. Ben was coming for us. Unable to contain my joy, I jumped up and down, my chest heaving with exertion.

"See! I told you Ben would find us!" I exclaimed with a mix of exhilaration and relief.

Tessa, overwhelmed by emotion, broke down into tears. I stopped waving at Ben and wrapped my arms around her, offering what little comfort I could muster. The camper grew larger as it sped toward us, finally pulling up beside us and coming to a swift stop. Ben jumped out, carrying two towels to shield our modesty. He didn't say a word, but his eyes conveyed his deep concern and relief that we were safe.

Happy, ever vigilant, stood just behind him, a guardian in the darkness. Ben's face was etched with seriousness, a rifle slung over his shoulders, a silent sentinel against the unknown. Before driving away, he made sure we were both securely fastened with seat belts. There was no time to waste, and with unwavering determination, Ben turned the RV around and sped down the road, leaving behind the haunting forest and the relentless pursuit of the creature.

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The three of us had spent a sleepless night on the road, with Ben driving tirelessly through the darkness and into the morning. As we passed the gas station we had seen earlier in the journey, it became clear that Ben was determined to put as much distance as possible between us and the unknown threat he believed was pursuing me. Tessa's presence only intensified his fears, and I could see the worry etched on his face as he returned from the front of the RV.

"So, who's your new friend?" Ben asked, setting the computer to autopilot as he approached Tessa. He handed her a steaming cup of cocoa, his gaze shifting between us.

"This is Tessa Lawrence," I replied, watching as Tessa accepted the cup with trembling hands.

"You're the first person we've seen since we took this route," Ben remarked, his voice tinged with a mixture of relief and concern.

"I found her tied to a tree with heavy chains. And there was…" I began, but my words faltered, the memory of what we had encountered still haunting me.

Judging by the gravity in Ben's expression, I knew he grasped the significance of my unfinished sentence.

"So, you're alone now. I'm sorry we didn't find you sooner," Ben offered his sympathy.

"His name was Clarence…" Tessa's voice quivered as she spoke quietly.

"What happened out there? Did you see the people that did this to you?" Ben inquired, his curiosity mingled with apprehension.

"It wasn't people…" Tessa's voice trembled as she struggled to find the right words.

"What do you mean?" Ben pressed further.

"She's right. It wasn't people," I interjected, my eyes locked on Tessa.

"Then what was it?" Ben's tone shifted to one of intense seriousness. He understood that our ordeal was far from ordinary and our safety was at stake.

"A towering monster! A beast-like creature that kept attacking me for weeks. Playing these horrifying games, taking me and violating me every night. Clarence tried every time to stop it all…" Tessa sobbed, her head resting on my shoulder.

"What kind of monster?" Ben's question was sharp, his focus unwavering.

"It looked like a mountain lion. But one that stood on two feet. It had golden eyes and thick, tan hair. It took me whenever it pleased," Tessa recounted, her voice shaking with trauma.

"The one that's after me was different. It had black hair, but it could have been a mountain lion or a bobcat. I don't know if he and the one after her are connected in some way or not," I added.

"They aren't! He definitely doesn't like the other ones!" Tessa affirmed.

"You mean there are more of these creatures than the one?" Ben's concern deepened.

"I only know of one other. Sometimes I can smell him," I admitted.

"She's right! I smelled the one that's been terrorizing her. I haven't seen it, but he was the one pursuing us before you found us," Tessa added, her voice trembling.

"He will find us again…" Tessa's voice trailed off as she pulled her legs close to her chest, lost in her fear and distress.

Ben averted his gaze, trying not to notice Tessa's exposed lady parts and her vulnerability. Tessa seemed to only focus on this beast, finding us again to notice him blushing. I couldn't help but blush, realizing that both Tessa and I were still wrapped in nothing but towels around our shoulders. In our haste to escape, we hadn't had the chance to put on any clothing, a stark reminder of the danger that still lurked out there in the unknown.

"Tessa, do you feel like taking a shower?" I asked gently, concern etched in my voice.

She looked up at me, her eyes brimming with tears, and after a moment of hesitation, she nodded slowly. It was clear that opening up and feeling at ease would be a long, arduous journey for her. I rose from the living room couch and made my way to the bedroom, contemplating our limited wardrobe choices. Returning with three dresses in hand, I hoped to give her some semblance of control over her situation, something she sorely needed after enduring such trauma.

"I've got three dresses for you: red, light blue, and dark green. Which one do you like the most?" I presented the dresses on the couch, trying to offer her a small measure of choice.

Her gaze remained intense as she contemplated her options, a world of pain and fear reflected in her eyes. She spoke in a hushed voice, barely above a whisper, "It won't matter! He is just going to remove them when he finds us again." Her words were laced with a chilling dread, reminding us both of the looming threat.

"Well, until then, you can have something to wear. I know it's not much, but it beats being in the woods naked," I offered with a faint, reassuring smile.

Her lips quirked slightly in response, a glimmer of appreciation for my attempt to lighten the mood. With a nod, she pointed to the dark green dress, her choice made. I reached out my hand, inviting her to join me, and after a moment of hesitation, she placed her trembling hand in mine. Together, we walked back to the bedroom, where she sat down on the bed while I went to start the shower.

I made sure the water was nice and warm, considering that she had likely gone weeks without a proper shower. The soothing sound of running water filled the room. I turned to Tessa, offering her a reassuring smile before leaving her in the bathroom to regain some sense of cleanliness and comfort.

"Tessa, do you feel like taking a shower?" I asked gently, concern etched in my voice.

She looked up at me, her eyes brimming with tears, and after a moment of hesitation, she nodded slowly. It was clear that opening up and feeling at ease would be a long, arduous journey for her. I rose from the living room couch and made my way to the bedroom, contemplating our limited wardrobe choices. Returning with three dresses in hand, I hoped to give her some semblance of control over her situation, something she sorely needed after enduring such trauma.

"I've got three dresses for you: red, light blue, and dark green. Which one do you like the most?" I presented the dresses on the couch, trying to offer her a small measure of choice.

Tessa's gaze bore into the room, her eyes reflecting a world of pain and fear. I could see the weight of her traumatic experience etched in the lines on her face. Her voice quivered as she spoke, barely above a whisper, as if she feared the very walls might hear her, "It won't matter! He is just going to remove them when he finds us again." Her words hung heavy in the air, a haunting reminder of the relentless threat that loomed over us.

"Well, until then, I'll find something you can wear. I know it's not much, but it beats being in the woods naked," I offered, my voice carrying a faint, reassuring smile. I wanted to offer her some semblance of normalcy, a fleeting moment of comfort in this disarrayed world.

A fleeting smile tugged at the corners of her lips, a fragile expression that spoke of gratitude for my small attempt to break the tension. She pointed toward a dark green dress, her choice clear. I reached out my hand, palm upturned, inviting her to join me. After a moment of hesitation, she placed her trembling hand in mine, and I felt the warmth of human connection amidst the chaos.

Tessa settled onto the edge of the bed as I made my way to the bathroom, intending to prepare for the much-needed shower. I adjusted the water temperature, aiming for something warm and inviting. It had been far too long since she'd experienced even this basic comfort. As the room filled with the soothing sound of running water and steam began to envelop the space, I hoped that this simple act of kindness would help her regain a semblance of control over her life, starting with the renewal of her physical and emotional well-being.

Turning back to Tessa, I offered a reassuring smile, the intention clear in my eyes. I left her in the bathroom, a sanctuary where she could begin to wash away the physical and emotional scars of her ordeal.

Together, we made our way back to the bedroom, where Tessa sat down on the bed. At the same time, I moved to start the shower, the water cascading down in a comforting rhythm, inviting us both to seek refuge in its embrace. In the gentle embrace of warm water, we would both find a momentary respite from the horrors that had pursued us relentlessly. There, in that vulnerable moment, I couldn't help but notice something otherworldly about Tessa, an aura of strength amidst her fragility, a survivor's spirit that had emerged from the darkest of shadows.

I ran my fingers through her long golden blonde hair, removing all the twigs and debris. I made certain I am careful not to pull on her hair through the mass of tangles. Dried dirt and leaves fell as the warm water washed over her head. I spent a considerable amount of time getting everything out before applying the fruity smelling conditioner. When I finished, I cleaned her face of all the soapy water. I took my time examining her face, and I realized she was stunningly gorgeous. Her eyes came out more now that her face was clean. She gazed back at me and there was a golden tinge to her brilliant blue eyes. A ring outlined her eyes like a halo. I broke my gaze with her as a swelling feeling below my belly button broke my attention. I continued to help Tessa wash her body. Her breasts were perky and round like melons. They were of a comparable size to my breast, and I noted this similarity in the back of my mind.

Tessa raised her hands to my bosom, rubbing her hands around the outline of my breast. She gently caressed them, and she kept her gaze on mine. The feeling I had felt the night before returned stronger, and I couldn’t help but caress her breast. There was a powerful, deep emotional bond I had with her, and I knew it was strong for reasons I couldn’t understand. Was it because we shared a similar ordeal? I caressed her breasts the same way.

Tessa turned me around gently, causing me to let out a gasp.

“Tessa?”

Her hands ran down my back, exploring every inch of my back. Her fiery breath sent goosebumps down my spine.

“What are you doing, Tessa?” I whispered.

She kissed my neck as she rubbed my back lower and lower until she was down at my waist. I let out another gasp as her hands pulled the cheeks of my buttocks apart.

“Wait… What are you doing?”

“Shhh… Let me explore your body. You saved my life, and I have to repay you!”

“A-Ah… Nnhg... Uh-uhh...,” I muttered weakly, “Tessa?… s-stop it…”

My thighs tensed up as she breathed hot, moist air between my butt cheeks. I had a powerful sensation of being exposed.

“Annagh… wait… Tessa, what are you about to do?”

“I am going to take in your scent and taste you.”

“Taste me??”

“Yes…”

“My butt??” I replied, embarrassed.

“Your butt and your pussy!”

Her tongue ran from my bottom to my vagina, and the tension in my thighs released.

“No... No… No… Noooo… Noooo… Don’t do that. I need to…”

“Mmm-mmm… you don’t need to do anything, Hannah!”

I squirmed as Tessa’s tongue rolled over my bare anus. Her tongue pressed into me, and I whimpered at how aroused my body was.

“Um… uhh… umh... Tessa!” I gasped as she pushed her tongue deeper into my butt.

“Are you... alright? Does this feel good?”

“Yes-Yes… it does… but I need to wash first.”

“No, you don’t need to because I am. Your scent is breathtaking.”

“Oohh… What do you mean?”

“You taste lovely, and I want more. Mmm-mmm… You taste like strawberries. I want you to taste me!”

“I’ve never done this before… You know, with a girl.”

“I have not either.”

My hips and thighs quivered as she fingered my pussy and licked my butt. She ran her tongue up and down between my cheeks. I had never experienced this sensation. I never let Ben do anything other than penetrate my butt with his schlong. Here I gave in, letting a beautiful girl lick my butt, and I just met her. The situation overwhelmed me by how comfortable I had become with her. I wanted to protest but could not find the will to do so.

“Tessa, you… have to… stop… we can’t do this!” I moan softly. If Ben found out, it would embarrass me.

“Please, Hannah… let me taste you a little longer!”

“Ughhhhh... I’m gonna cum if you keep going!”

“Yes-Yes… I want you to cum. Please let me keep going.”

My back arched and spasmed as my butt quivered from the sensation of her tongue. It sent tingles through my thighs and hips. I bucked my bottom into her face, and she fingered my pussy faster.

“Tessa! Oh God, Tessa!” I whimpered a little louder.

I reach around my back, grabbing a handful of Tessa’s golden locks. I pulled at her hair as she wiggled her face between my butt cheeks. She didn’t give me a moment to recover as she ate my butt with delight. She wanted every bit of me and I let her take what she wanted.

“Oh, my… Tessa. I’m cumming!”

A warm liquid from my womb poured over Tessa’s face as she continued to lick my butt and vagina. I had no will of my own and I found myself helpless to stop her, but I knew deep down I did not want to. She licked every bit of my pussy and butt juices up. Her hands crept slowly back up my spine as she carefully turned me around and she looked me in the eye.

“Please, Hannah…”

“You want me to eat you as well?”

“Yes, please.” She replied with pouty eyes. The desire and need on her face made my blood boil with anticipation. She was begging me to smell and taste her butt. It was a look of pure need, and I would not refuse her. I never did this before, but if she could pleasure me, then I had to pleasure her just as well. For all I know, she would have died if I had not come along. She needed me right now, and I had to prove to her I was worthy of her affection. I couldn’t explain why I had to. My feelings for her were complex. I had a strong feeling she was something more than a helpless victim. Her expression was that of a burning primal need and I simply gazed into her eyes.

Her eyes were glowing a gold yet bright blue hue as I stared her in the eyes. She turned around and faced the wall, extending her bottom out. I looked down at her ample buttock, and my body convulsed with an overwhelming urge to explore her feminine parts. I wasted no time kneeling as I spread her butt. My tongue tasted every bit of her anus and vagina. I took in the smell of her vagina and bottom. A flare of arousement spiked in my womb. Her smell drew me in.

“Tessa, you smell so good, and you taste so delicious,” I moaned as I reveled in the taste of her tangy genitalia and butt.

“Hannah… Hah…. ah… ahh,” Tessa whimpered as my tongue rolled over her anus.

Her back and butt quivered as I explored her cheeks with interest. I licked both of her bountiful cheeks, biting down on her flesh, but was careful not to break her skin. She bucked her butt back a little, and I gripped her waist with one hand as I fingered her with my other.

“Don’t stop… Please keep going.”

“Do you like it? Am I doing it right?”

“Ah… A-Ah… Ow…. Yes… Don’t stop,” Tessa whimpered as she arched her back in ecstasy.

I pushed my tongue deeper into her butt, dipping my tongue in and out. A shudder spurted through her body.

“Yes! Just like that, Hannah,” Tessa gasped weakly.

I released my hand on her hips before I spread her tush wider, allowing me to push my tongue further in her butt. She rocked her butt back and forth against my face. I held my grip, not letting go as I rolled my tongue inside her anus.

“Just like that Hanna… Ow… A-Ah… Mmm-mmm,” Tessa moaned as she gripped my hair tightly in her hands.

Her thighs quivered, and she wiggled her hips against my face. She pulled at my peach hair, and I relentlessly flicked my tongue wildly in her anus. She cried out in pleasure, and I feared Ben would hear us. Her female juices tasted like the sweetest nectar, and I wanted more. I wanted Ben to ask for her succulent nectar and experience the pleasure of the girl called Tessa. My God, this girl is driving me crazy. I wanted to taste every single inch of her body. I want her to explore mine and give me the pleasure that I’m giving her. My mind was about to explode at all the thoughts running through my mind. I want her to be mine and only mine. The beast couldn’t have her because she was mine and Ben’s. She belonged with us, and I would die before I let the beast take her from us. I moaned softly as I pleasured her.

Her body shivered as I experienced with my womb that her body was about to climax. I prepared myself for the coming torrent of Tessa’s hot feminine fluids. I fingered her pussy with intensity, and I knew she would burst soon.

“Uh-huh... Ugh... I’m cumming!”

“Yes... Tessa! Cum in my mouth!”

“Nghhhhhhhh Oh God! Haahhh. Mmmm-mmh,” she moaned as her butt bucked up and down.

Moments later, a rush of hot and salty fluid spilled into my mouth. As I drank her liquids, I continued to lick her wet skin. I slapped her bountiful butt with both my hands before I stood, turning her towards me. We embraced each other as I kissed her passionately. I pulled back, staring her in the eyes until the water turned cold.

I reached around Tessa, turning the water off before opening the glass door to the shower. From the closest beside the shower, I retrieved a few towels, handing some to her. We both stood in the bedroom together, drying each other off.