My capture...Sofia's story

Such a beautiful sunny spring day. A walk seemed like such a refreshing idea. People often tell you not to walk alone, you
just never know what could happen and there is safety in numbers.
I tried to find someone to walk with me, but none of my friends were around. Deciding not to waste the beautiful afternoon, I set out for a leisurely stroll.
The view of the mountains is outstanding, and the cool lake beckons one to jump in a take a swim. A person could not ask for a more perfect day. I stripped to skinny dip since no one was around. Wanted to keep my clothes dry so I laid them on a rock. The water was incredible, so perfect I lost myself in my enjoyment.
That is when everything changed. I heard several snapping noises, which startled me. Quickly scanning the area, I didn't see anyone. Just as I exhaled the breath I had been holding, I saw him. He came from behind a big thick oak tree. As he approached me, the hair on the back of my next stood up. He was a good looking man but there was something is his eyes. Something cold. I tried to go for my clothes before he got to me, and he sped up his advance. He reached me before I reached my clothes and grabbed me by my arm, gently at first but as I tried to retreat, his grip became stronger, almost to the point of pain.
I was in a panic. I was trembling from both fear and the chill of my wet naked body. Without a word, he pulled me to him, kissed me hard and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
I pleaded with him to put me down, to tell me where he was taking me and what he planned. He ignored my pleas, briskly walking toward someplace I was sure I didn't want to go.
Noticing a van at the edge of the woods, I started thrashing, kicking, scratching...anything I could to try to get away.
I knew that if he got me to that van I could end up anywhere. As I fought to get off his shoulder I could feel him laugh. It seemed he enjoyed "a little fight" in his women, and fight I did. It was no help though, he was much too strong. This man actually sat down on a stump, bent me over his knee and spanked me like a child until I cried like one. He said "we could have done this without the spanking" then laughed out loud as I sobbed. "You made this harder for yourself by fighting me, but thank you. I rather enjoyed that myself" he said. Crying hysterically, I hoped he would let me up, but he didn't. He started to rub my aching ass. Then to my horror, he held me down with one hand as he fingered me with his other. I tried so hard to wiggle away and he walloped me again, harder than before. Blood dripped from my lip
because I had bashed it on his leg as I tried to fight him. How could this be happening to me. What would this man do to me next. Before I had the chance to finish that terrifying thought he stood, bent me over and fucked me from behind. Like a wild animal he fucked me with a rage I had never felt. Hurting, crying, begging. I felt like I couldn't breath he pounded so hard. He pulled out of me and I gasped for air. Without any warning he slammed back into me but this time he took my ass. Viciously he probe me where no other had ever before. It hurt, the more I cried the more he liked it. Would it ever end. He used me over and over. Bit me. Hurt me. Violated me with no regard for my well being what so ever. This was not a man, he was more animal. I know I bordered on consciousness, as he grabbed me by my hair put his shirt over me and dragged me the rest of the way to his van. A voice in my head screamed for me to fight, do something, get away. I wanted to but I had nothing left. No strength, no will, he had broken me and I just wanted this to end.
The last thing I remember was being told that I was a "hot little diversion" for his day, but that it was time to "turn me in for training". Training! What is training, what does that mean? Where is he going to take me? What will happen to me next? Training?

             ***(part one of Sofia's story)***
  the next exert in this tale...My training...soon to come