## Cabin In The Woods

Post by jennybond » Mon May 02, 2016 2:14 pm

Cabin in the woods.
Sixteen year old Becky Stevens had just moved to a small village called Millbrook with her mum and Toby her little West Highland Terrier dog after her parents split up.
They live in a small cottage on the edge of a huge wood some may even call it a forest it’s so big.
Today was Becky’s first day at her new school St Mary’s, she was sorry to have had to leave her old school where she was always very popular mainly with the boys probably due to the fact she was beautiful with her big blue eyes, long blonde curly hair, and stunning body that most women ten years her age would kill for.
After dressing in her new school uniform which consisted of a short grey skirt, a white shirt, with a navy blue and yellow striped tie, and navy v necked jumper with yellow trim around the neck, she looked at herself in the mirror in her bedroom.
“God I look awful.” She said out loud.
This was probably due to the fact she spent most of the night awake worrying about going to her new school.
Her mum had already left for work when Becky came down, but had left her note wishing her luck and telling her to call her if she had any problems, along with some money.
St Mary’s an all girls school was out of the village in the next town called Denton which was about three miles away so Becky had to get a bus from the village.
The bus was already full of girls dressed in the St Mary’s uniform when she got on but she managed to find an empty seat next to a dark haired girl who looked to be around the same age as her.
“Do you mind if I sit here.” Becky nervously asked the girl.
“No sit down.” The girl replied without taking her eyes of the text message she was typing on her phone.
“Thank you.” Becky replied.
Once she had finished her text the girl put her phone away and switched her attention to Becky.
“You’re new aren’t you? I’ve not seen you before.”
“Yes it’s my first morning I’m shitting myself.” Becky replied with a nervous laugh.
“What year are you in?” The girl asked.
“Year ten.” Becky replied.
“So am I, I’m Olivia Ross, what’s your name.”
“Rebecca, Rebecca Stevens, but my friends and family call me Becky.”
The rest of the short journey Becky and Olivia chatted about the school, Becky felt a little more at ease when the bus finally arrived at the school gates.
“Come with me I’ll take you reception.” Olivia told her.
“Thanks, I hope we’re in the same class.” Becky replied as she followed Olivia through the doors of the reception area.
“So do I, good luck I’ll see you later.” Olivia replied before leaving Becky at the reception desk.
After going through a brief induction session with Mrs Goldrick the head of year ten Becky was taken to join up with the rest of her new classmates, she was disappointed to find that Olivia wasn’t in her class.
Mrs Goldrick introduced her to teacher Miss Reagan and the rest of her class before leaving.
Becky’s morning passed quickly and without incident, at lunch time she went with her class to the school canteen and after being served she was about to take a seat at a table by herself with her lunch tray, when she heard a voice call her.
“Becky over here come and join us.” She looked round to see Olivia sitting at a table close by with two other girls.
“Thank You.” Becky said taking a seat next to Olivia.
“No worries I know how hard it is for a new girl I was new here myself last year.” Olivia replied.
“These are my friends Rachel and Jade.” She continued introducing the two girls sat facing them.
Jade was small plump girl with a freckled face, she had ginger tight curly hair.
Rachel was tall and slim with long black hair and wore silver rimmed glasses.
The three girls began asking Becky all the usual questions asked to any new girl, did she have a boyfriend? Where did she live before? What was her old school like? What kind of music does she like? All the usual stuff before Rachel asked.
“Where do you live Becky?”
“My mum rents a cottage in Millbrook on the edge of the woods its lovely there.” Becky replied.
“Do you ever go into the woods?” Jade asked.
“Every day I walk Toby my dog in there he loves to run around in that place.”
“Have you ever seen the witches?”
“Witches? No.” Becky laughed.
“It’s not funny Becky be very careful in those woods keep to the paths and don’t stray too deep into the woods or Martha and Matilda will grab you.” Jade continued.
Olivia and Rachel were struggling not to laugh as Jade spun her yarn.
“Martha and Matilda who are they?” Becky asked.
“Two old sisters, two witches who live in a wooden cabin deep in the woods, they kidnap teenagers especially girls, they tie them up and do all kinds of terrible things to them before cooking them in their big oven.”
“What a load of rubbish.” Becky laughed.
“It’s not rubbish Becky its true a girl in our class Pippa West is missing at the moment people say the witches have her.” Olivia said joining in with the story.
“They’ve probably cooked and eaten her by now she’s been missing for nearly two weeks, but her parents haven’t given up hope, every morning at assembly we say a prayer for her safe return but we all know it will never happen.” Rachel this time said not wanting to be left out.
“You’re joking aren’t you? Please tell me it isn’t true.” Becky said not knowing whether or not to believe the girls as they all sounded so convincing.
“It’s not a joke Becky one of our friends is missing why would we joke about that?” Jade replied.
“Anna come here a minute?” Jade called out to a girl that was passing taking her empty tray back.
“Yes what do you want?” Anna replied.
“Tell Becky here who lives in the cabin in the Millbrook woods she’s new around here?”
“Two old witches sisters Martha and Matilda.” Anna instantly replied.
“And what do they do to teenage girls?”
“All kinds of terrible things, they even cook them alive in their big oven.”
“Now do you believe us?” Olivia asked.
“Errr Yes I guess so.” Becky replied in a puzzled tone.
Little did she know the girls were telling her the storyline of a recent school play they all appeared in which was written by Mrs Bolton their drama teacher.
“Why haven’t the police done anything about them?” Becky asked.
“Even the police won’t go into those woods, some officers once tried but they were never seen again God only knows what happened to them.” Jade replied.
The bell then sounded for the end of lunch and the girls quickly took their trays back before going off to their classes.
“Wait at the gates we’ll get the bus together.” Olivia told Becky before they split up.
That afternoon Becky couldn’t really concentrate on her work, her mind kept on wandering to what the girls had told her at lunchtime was it true or were they just trying to wind up the new girl?
As they travelled home on the bus Becky asked Olivia.
“Was all that stuff about the witches really true or are you and your friends trying to wind me up? Come on be honest.”
“Of course it’s true Jade even asked Anna didn’t she, if it wasn’t true how would she have known what we were talking about?”
“I can’t believe they’ve been allowed to get away with such terrible things, and no one has done anything to stop them.” Becky replied.
“People are too scared to do anything who knows kind of spell they’ll put on them if they try.”
The bus stopped at Becky stop.
“See you in the morning and be careful in those woods with your dog.” Olivia said as Becky was getting off.
Once Becky was off the bus Olivia texted her two friends to tell them of the conversation she’d just had.
Becky arrived home her mum was still at work so the cottage was empty she let Toby out into the garden before going up stairs to change out of her school uniform she was totally exhausted due to her first day nerves and her lack of sleep the previous night, she stripped down to her white bra and panties and flopped down on the bed.
Within minutes she drifted into a deep deep sleep, and began to dream.
She dreamt she was walking Toby along the path as usual the dog was off his lead but remain close by her side suddenly Toby spotted what looked like a small animal like a squirrel run along the ground in front of them and chased after it.
Becky ran after him calling out his name.
“TOBY COME BACK TOBY.”
But the little dog carried on running away from her, Becky ran after him but soon the dog was out of sight, she continued on deeper into the woods than she had ever been before, still calling out the dog’s name.
“TOBY, TOBY.”
Suddenly she came across an old lady carrying a straw basket, the old lady was small and plump, her grey hair was partially covered by a black head scarf, she was wearing a black dress, with a brightly coloured flowered apron tied around her waist, and around her shoulders was a dirty white crocheted shawl, her face was wrinkled and had a few large warts on it, she smiled at Becky her teeth were black and rotten.
“Is something the matter my dear? You look terribly upset.” The old lady asked.
“I’ve lost my dog, have you seen him, he’s small and while.” Becky tearfully replied.
“That would be the one Martha my sister found, she’s taken him to our home to give him some water come with me dear I’ll take you there.”
“Oh that’s a relief thank you, we’re new around here he’d never have found his way home by himself.”
“I didn’t think I’ve seen you before I’m sure I’d have remembered a pretty young thing like you if I had.”
“Let me carry your basket.” Becky said as they walked slowly through the woods.
“Thank you dear you’re so kind.” The old woman replied handing Becky the basket.
“What’s in here?” Becky asked.
“Martha loves to cook, we don’t need to buy all those fancy ingredients from the shops we can find everything we need right here in the forest.”
“Cool”
Soon they reached an opening in the trees where Becky saw an old wooden cabin with smoke coming out of the chimney, another old lady was waiting at the door for them, the two of them were very similar in height, weight and looks Martha was wearing a navy blue pinafore dress over which she wore a full length white apron with lots of stains on it.
“It looks like you’ve had a good afternoon foraging Matilda I see you’ve brought me back some fine looking ingredients to work with.
“Only the very best for you my dear.”
“Who’s this you’ve brought with you?” Martha asked.
“I’m sorry dear I didn’t ask you your name did I? How rude of me.”
“Becky, now where’s Toby?”
“Toby? Who’s Toby?” Martha asked.
“The dog you brought home dear.” Matilda replied.
“He’s inside dear come along I’ll take you to him.” Martha replied.
The two old ladies took Becky into the cabin.
“Well where is he?”
The two old ladies remained silent and both smiled a Becky with their rotten teeth.
“He isn’t here is he? What’s going on?” Becky cried sensing something wasn’t right.
Becky tried to run for the door, but Martha grabbed hold of her arm, for an old lady her grip was strong, Matilda took off her crocheted shawl and pulled it tight over her face making it difficult for the girl to breathe.
Becky struggled and tried to fight off the two old women but she couldn’t they were both unbelievably strong.
“Get off me, let me go” Becky cried as she kicked and struggled.
Martha took a small bottle from her apron pocket and poured the contents onto the shawl that her sister was still stretching over Becky’s face.
“Take nice deep breathes for me Becky.” Matilda said.
After just a few moments Becky began to feel weak and her struggling slowed, finally she slumped to the floor in a state of unconsciousness.
When Becky came to she found herself sitting on a chair in cold damp dimly lit cellar, she tried move her arms but soon realised her wrists and elbows were tightly tied to the wooden arms of the chair, he legs had been pulled apart and her ankles and been tied to the legs of chair, more rope bound her thighs to chair arms.
She tried to call out only to find her mouth had been stuffed full with something possibly a cloth or rag, this was held in place by another piece of material that been tied tightly between her teeth and knotted behind her head.
She looked down at her body only to see he clothes had been removed she was left wearing only her white bra and panties.
More rope was tied around her upper body above and below her large breasts securing her to the back of the chair, there was another length of rope around her waist securing that to chair, and one final piece over her lap securing her to the seat.
She looked around the dimly lit cellar where she saw another girl who looked to be of similar age to her bound and gagged in a similar fashion only her legs were bound together at the thighs, knees and ankles, they’d been pulled to one side and her ankles had been lashed to one of the chair legs, she too was wearing nothing more than a white bra and panties.
Becky struggled to free herself from the ropes binding her, but it was useless the ropes were just too tight the sisters had done a really good job of tying her up the tight ropes may just as well have been made of iron they wouldn’t give no matter how hard she tried.
After a short while the door to the cellar opened and the main light was switched on Becky saw Matilda coming down the steps.
“Good you’re awake Becky, you’ve slept for hours we were beginning to get worried about you, I don’t think my sister knows just how strong her secret sleeping potion is. I trust you’ve already met Pippa she’s been with us for nearly two weeks now, she’s a little too skinny for our needs right now but we’re fattening her up for a special feast on Halloween.”
Becky looked across at the girl tied to the chair facing her she could see her better now the room was fully lit, she was in a terrible state, her long blonde hair looked dirty and matted, her face was dirty and tear stained, her eyes were red and blood shot through crying, she must have been wearing the same bra and panties for the full time she’d been there as they too were stained and dirty.
“But you my dear are just perfect just the way you are, I’m sure Martha will cook us something delicious with you, we much prefer girls to boys their meat is much tastier and the meat of teenage girls about your age is just so sweet and tender and delicious.” Matilda continued.
Becky screamed into her gag hearing this.
Matilda gave out a loud cackled laugh hearing this.
“That’s so cute.” She laughed.
Just then the cellar door and Martha entered she was carrying what looked like a large chocolate cake; she placed the cake down on a table next to Pippa. Matilda pulled the cloth gag from Pippa’s mouth and let it hang around her neck she then helped the girl spit out the cloth that had been stuffed in her mouth.
“Please don’t make me eat all that I’ll be sick.” Pippa sobbed.
“But we have to fatten you up for our guests on Halloween don’t we? Now open your mouth.” Martha replied picking up a large slice of the cake she had baked earlier that day.
Matilda held Pippa’s head and pulled her hair so she opened her mouth allowing her sister to stuff the large slice of cake inside.
“Now eat it.” Martha barked.
Becky felt sorry for Pippa it was only early September Halloween was almost two months away the two old ladies planned to keep her like this all that time.
Once Pippa had finished the first slice of cake Matilda forced her to open her mouth again and Martha forced another large slice inside.
“Please no more.” Pippa begged once she’d finished that but the sisters ignored and continued to force feed her chocolate cake until it was all gone.
Pippa’s face was covered in chocolate by the time she’d finished the whole cake but the two women didn’t bother to clean her up, Matilda forced the sodden cloth stuffing back in her mouth and tightly retied the same gag between her chocolate covered lips.
Then the two sisters switched their attention to Becky.
“Now she’s awake should I prepare some veg and you can make one of your delicious soups?” Matilda asked.
“Oh no my dear this one is far too special for soup. How about first thing tomorrow we truss her up like a turkey on Christmas day tie a big red apple in her mouth and slowly roast her alive for a minimum of twelve hours, with a nice sweet chilli and ginger glaze.” Martha replied.
“That sounds delicious I can’t wait, I’m going to enjoy carving these nice big juicy breasts of hers.” Matilda replied rubbing her hands over Becky’s breasts.
Once more Becky screamed into her gag.
This time both sisters gave out a loud cackled laugh.
“I quite fancy a bit of this nice tender rump myself.” Martha laughed putting her hand inside Becky’s panties and digging her razor sharp finger nails into the tender flesh of her bottom.
Again Becky struggled and screamed into her gag and again the two sisters cackled.
“Come along Matilda I need you to help me bake more cakes for our other little guest.” Martha said.
The two bound and gagged girls watched as the sisters left, switching off the light and locking the door behind them.
Becky knew she had to get free she couldn’t let the evil sisters roast her alive, Pippa watched as Becky once more frantically tried to free herself from the painfully tight ropes binding her, Pippa knew she wasting her time, she’d given up trying to get free a long time ago.
Becky gave out a muffled gagged scream in frustration as the tight ropes wouldn’t give no matter how hard she tried.
Becky soon realised that it was going to be impossible to break free from the tight ropes binding her, and slumped forward in her chair and burst into tears, she knew she had to quickly think up another way to get free.
Maybe she could hop across the floor in the chair she was bound to and get close enough to Pippa for them to untie each other?
Once more she screamed with frustration as she soon realised that her chair was securely bolted to the floor.
“Bitches they’ve thought of everything.”
Her present situation ruled out all escape.
All she could hope for was that her circumstances might change.
She couldn’t be kept bound and gagged like this all the time. Could she?
She knew given the opportunity she could easily out run two little overweight old ladies, but would that opportunity arise?
Becky found something new about her situation.
It was boring to have to sit bound and gagged for hours.
It was not only her fear and helplessness along with the discomfort the old ladies had put her in, of aching limbs, numbed buttocks and legs that was starting to get to her it was also the extreme boredom.
All she could do look around the bare dimly lit cellar and at Pippa and listen to her gagged moans every so often.
Before turning in for the night Martha and Matilda came back into the cellar to check on the girls and tighten their bindings and gags where needed.
They never spoke they just went about their business and left leaving the girls in darkness.
The night was extremely long for Becky who didn’t sleep but she could hear faint snoring from Pippa who was by now used to the situation she was in and slept for most of the night.
After what was the longest night of her life Becky heard the cellar door being unlocked and Martha entered.
“Good Morning my dears I trust you slept well.”
Becky grunted a reply.
“I’ll take that as a no then.” She cackled.
“Anyway my pretty it’s time to prepare you for the kitchen.”
Becky screamed and began to struggle and panic hearing this.
Matilda took and old bed sheet and tied it around Becky’s neck and spread it out over her like a hairdresser’s cape.
“Firstly all this beautiful blonde hair will have to go.”
“NOOOMMMPPPHHHH.” Becky screamed.
She watched helplessly as Matilda put on a pair of yellow rubber washing up gloves, and then from the pocket of her apron she pulled out a small bottle.
“Another of Martha’s potions.”
She poured some of the contents of the bottle onto Becky’s head and began to massage it into her scalp, within seconds Becky’s beautiful long blonde hair began to fall out in big clumps, Becky cried and screamed as the clumps of hair fell onto the bed sheet tied over her.
In less than a minute all Becky’s hair had fallen out and she was completely bald.
Martha then carefully removed the bed sheet ensuring she drop any of the lose hair.
Then she pulled the waist band of the front of Becky’s panties and looked inside.
“That will have to go too I’m afraid my dear.”
She poured a few drops of the potion onto her gloved and massaged into Becky’s pubic hair until it had all fallen out.
“Smooth as baby’s bottom.” She cackled once she had finished.
Just then Martha came into the cellar
“The veg is prepared and my sweet chilli and ginger marinate is all ready, all we need now is the main ingredient.”
The sisters set about untying Becky from her chair.
Was this the chance she’d been waiting for to break free and runaway?
Martha untied the rope from her body while Matilda untied her arms and legs.
Quick as a flash Becky pushed Matilda who was standing in front of her out of the way and made a dash up the stairs to the door, she had almost reached the top of the stairs when to her horror the stairs turned into an extremely slippery oily, greasy slope and she slid back down to the bottom where the old ladies were waiting with rope in their hands.
“You silly girl you should know by now escape is impossible we have more tricks than that up our sleeves if necessary.” Matilda told her as she lay on floor sobbing.
Martha pulled Becky to her feet and held her extremely tightly while Matilda bound her arms tightly behind her back at the wrist and elbows.
Martha said some kind of spell in what sounded like Latin and clicked her fingers and the slope changed back to the stairs.
In the meantime Matilda had tied one end of length of rope around Becky’s neck to make a leash; she then pulled the sobbing girl up the stairs as Martha followed behind.
They took Becky into the kitchen, and between them they lifted her onto a large wooden table and laid her face down.
Martha to a large sharp kitchen knife and cut off her bra and panties, as she was doing this Matilda bound her legs tightly together at the ankles and just above and below her knees.
Martha then bent Becky’s legs up so her heels almost touched her bound wrists and held them in that position while Matilda tied a short length of rope joining her ankles to her wrists to form an extremely cruel tight hogtie.
Martha then brought a large bowl containing the chilli and ginger marinate and the sisters began to rub it all over Becky’s body.
“Make sure you get into every nook and cranny dear.” Martha told her sister.
They rolled Becky on to her side so they could cover the front of her body Matilda especially enjoyed rubbing the mixture onto and in-between her breasts.
Once they were satisfied she was completely covered they lifted Becky up and placed her into a very large roasting tin where Martha had already laid out the veg she’d prepared earlier.
The sisters then covered her in the remainder of the chilli and ginger marinate
“Just one final thing before we put her in the oven.” Martha said.
She untied Becky gag and Matilda helped her spit the sodden cloth from her mouth, but before poor Becky could scream or protest Martha forced a big bright red apple in her mouth, she’d already threaded a length of thin cord through the apple and this was tied tightly behind Becky’s head to stop her spitting it out.
The two old ladies picked up the extra large roasting tray and placed it into the pre heated very large oven and slammed the door shut plunging Becky into a terrifying red hot darkness.
“NOOOOO, NOOOOO, LET ME OUT I’M BURNING UP, LET ME OUT.”
“What is it dear? What’s wrong?” Becky’s mum who had just returned home from work cried dashing into her daughters room hearing her cries.
“THEY’RE COOKING ME ALIVE, GET ME OUT” Becky cried.
“It’s alright love, your safe now I’m your mum everything is alright; you’ve had a terrible dream.” Her mum said holding the distressed girl in her arms.
“Mum thank God it’s you, it was awful, there were these two old witches....”
“Relax dear it’s over now, you’re safe with your old mum I won’t let them harm you.” Mum said kissing her forehead
“Toby where’s Toby?” Becky tearfully asked.
“He’s fine too, I’ve given him his supper and he’s in the garden enjoying the late evening sunshine.”
“Thank God. Mum it was really terrible I dreamt he ran away in woods...”
“That’s enough dear you’re safe now I won’t let anyone harm you or Toby, go and get yourself a shower you’re red hot and I’ll get the supper on, I got some nice turkey breasts on my way home from work."
The End.
Last edited by jennybond on Mon May 02, 2016 7:06 pm, edited 2 times in total.
It only gets tighter if you struggle...

### Re: Cabin In The Woods

Post by .... » Mon May 02, 2016 2:30 pm

Verry nice. Congrats on the story!

### Re: Cabin In The Woods

Post by abductionfan » Mon May 02, 2016 3:25 pm

AWESOME story again

### Re: Cabin In The Woods

Post by Radames0674 » Mon May 02, 2016 9:40 pm

I always liked Hänsel and Gretel! Though this one is different

### Re: Cabin In The Woods

Post by jennybond » Tue May 03, 2016 5:35 am

Thanks for your kind words
It only gets tighter if you struggle...

### Re: Cabin In The Woods

Post by Chaos846 » Thu May 05, 2016 7:28 am

Very nice reference to Hansel and Gretel, and with your own special twist to go with it.

### Re: Cabin In The Woods

Post by pickle11111 » Mon May 09, 2016 7:59 pm

Welcome back!