The Man In The Woods

III

(Narrators POV)

She notices that he was very very tall and large. Nothing is small about him. She was admiring his back muscles as he walks. She sees a big gash on his shoulder blade. She gasps and decides to ask

"Sir?"

"Yes, little one?"

She blushed at the nickname he had given her and decided not to question him about it. 

"What happened to your back, sir?"

"I was hunting little one" 

Björn was happy she was asking him questions. He doesn't want her to fear him at all. 

"Little one? Why don't you go sit on one of the chairs. I will bring us some bear stew." 

Sylvia never tried or heard of bear stew before. She didn't not it even existed. 

"Was that the animal you were hunting sir?"

"Yes little one"

"Why do you insist I calling me 'sir'? Do I look that old to you?"

she answered and explained, she was confused because she thought everyone does it. 

"I thought that everyone had to do it. That's what my uncle said. My uncle always said 'if you don't call me sir, I will do something I won't regret'"

Björn turned around really fast. He knew that sir wasn't to be said unless it is to be respected. But didn't question further. 

He put the bowl on the table in front of her and sat in front of her. He wanted to make a conversation so he asked

"How old are you little one?"

"Im 17. How about you Björn?"

Björn was shocked to hear that she was only 17. He now is really curious about why she fell off the cliff. But he really liked that she said he name. It made Him feel happy. That emotion, he doesn't really get to experience it. 

"I'm 24, I want to ask you something."

Her eyes widened. Sylvia didn't think he would be 24. She thought he would be the same age as her. He looked so young. 

"What would you like to know?"

She was nervous. She was nervous because she didn't know what question he would ask. although she doesn't know why she was nervous.

"What happened?"

She thought for a little bit before asking. 

"I was in a school field trip well I didn't know at first. My uncle gave me a duffel bag full of clothes and said 'you'll be going to the woods'. When I arrived at school everyone was lined up. The teachers gave us partners. Now I wasn't so lucky. I got my partner that was my bully. His name is ace. We used to be best friends" 

She looked at him to see him listening intently. 

Björn wanted to know more. Who could bully this sweet girl? He gave her a look to say 'keep going'

"But after my parents died. He started to bully me. He started hitting me and calling me names. Anyways we were required to set a tent up and sleep together."

Sylvia watched as Björn's jaw clenched and unclench. She looked at his hands to see that he is gripping the table really hard as his knuckles were starting to turn white. She stopped talking to ask 

"Is there something wrong Björn?"

She was worried. She didn't want him to be angry. She decided that she need to calm him down. She didn't know why she had this feeling but she went with it because it felt so right. 

Sylvia jumps down from her chair and climbed Björn's chair to sit in his lap. She was struggling a little to get on his lap. Björn was amused at he was looking at. He found it very funny. He picked her up by her thighs and made her straddle him. He felt pleasurable sparks has he grabbed her thighs. He then wraps his large arms around her small petite body. 

Sylvia felt so safe in his arms. She wanted to stay like that forever. She wraps her had around him as well. 

He felt angry because they made her stay in a tent with another man. 'There will be no other man'. He thought 'I will be the only male to touch her.'

"Nothings wrong little one, please continue your story"

"Okay, where was I..... oh yeah...I went to one of the teachers who were passing out tents and asked him if I can have another tent. Well to my luck he said 'no'. I went back with a tent and helped him set it up. When we finished I realized that the tent was an only one-person tent, it was really small. Ace was 6'3, he was bigger than the tent."

His arms tightened around Sylvia and pulled her closer to him. Managing to scrape against each other, which caused a pleasurable spark. An accidental load Moan came from Sylvia's mouth. She blushed really hard and hid in his chest. 

Björn bent his head down to her ear and said 

"Hmmm got to say....your moan sounds very sexy"

His tongue follows his words, flicking against the sensitive lobe of Sylvia's ear. Sylvia let's out another loud moan that she couldn't contain, embarrassed, she pushes herself into him even more. It felt so foreign to her. She liked it, she craved it.

A deeply strangled moan leaves his lips as she slides up his length, trying to get closer to him. Sylvia felt his hand on her waist stopping her from moving closer to him. 

Björn wanted this to continue but he knows that this is not the right thing to do. He doesn't even know he's doing he just hopes he's doing it right. As far as he could tell, he was doing everything right. 

"If you don't stop and continue the story little one.....I will take on this table and make you not be able to walk for a week."

Björn growled in her ear. His breath sending shivers through her body. Sylvia blushed hard, she couldn't believe that she was doing this. She has never done anything like this before. 

"I'm sorry Björn...I didn't know what came over me.....I'll continue now"

Sylvia stuttered cutely. His head now in her neck breathing in her lovely scent. She smelt like strawberries and vanilla. The scent, he's been craving ever since he saw her. 

"I went into the tent first and watched as ace was struggling to get in. I let out a little giggle and helped him get in. But as I helped him come in, he landed on me. Well on my breasts. I pushed him off of me as hard as I could and turned to my side to sleep."

Sylvia looked at his face to see that he had a dark look on his face. She takes her hand and places it on his stubble. Starts rubbing her thumb over his cheekbone. He looks down at her lovingly.

"In the middle of the night, something was trailing up my leg. I thought nothing of it and went back to sleep but then I woke up again with a hand underneath my hoodie heading towards my breasts. I tried to scream but his hand came clamping down on my mouth."

Björn didn't like that. He knows what s****l assault is and it was starting to sound like that. He heard Little sobs came out of her mouth. Rubbing his hand on her back, saying things that maybe soothe her. He didn't want to push her to tell the story any more and said 

"Hey, hey.....you don't have to continue"

Sylvia wanted to tell him. She wanted it off her shoulders. She felt like she shouldn't keep anything from him. 

"No! It's ok.....I must tell you. I have too."

He kept rubbing her back. Soothing her as she continues to tell her story. 

"His other hand came to the waistband of my leggings. He tore my leggings apart Björn!"

Hugging her even tighter, kissing her forehead and cheeks, trying to comfort her. 

"He then slips his hands into my underwear and starts rubbing me. He went on top of me, luckily for me but not for him, I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine."

Sylvia let out a little giggle, while tears were running down her face. She wanted to lighten the mood. 

"I ran and ran until he tackled me to the ground. I tried screaming but no one heard me. I stood up as fast as I can run in a different direction as he was. I didn't see the edge of the cliff and as you know I fell off. But before I fell I looked at ace to see he was already looking and waving me with a smirk on his face."

Björn was so mad. He wanted to kill him. But for the sake of his women, he didn't want to scare her away so he kept his anger in. Sylvia knew he was bad even though he didn't show it. 

"I feel so dirty, I still feel his hands on me, I don't want to feel it anymore. I'm a slut aren't I. He touched me.....I'm now tainted. No one will ever lo-"

Björn didn't want her to finish that sentence, so he cut her off

"Don't you dare finish that sentence. Your not a slut and your not tainted. I will make sure you know that you can be loved."