The brochure outlining the resort and the attractions nearby, the one that Melinda had looked over and upon what she made the decision to walk to the lookout that morning, had been produced by the resort itself and it displayed beautiful pictures of what one would find at each highlighted attraction.  But so as not to instill fear in the tourists staying at the plush resort, it did not want to be to be explicit in warning its visitors to the high crime statistics in the country, especially when one stepped outside of the resort itself.  The only warning printed in the brochure was a typical one found or warned in any country, that of 'It is suggested that you lock all valuables in the truck of your car when you stop and park to visit an attraction!'  All else was left to the visitor to fend for themselves, leaving out what some might think to be more common sense, thus leaving out the specifics of what one should be aware of at all times.  One such item that had been discussed and omitted, before the publication of the brochure, for the trail to the ocean lookout in particular had been scraped read: 'It is best to visit the ocean lookout with others or when you observe others on the trail!'  That particular omission was due to the fear that a female walking alone on the trail would certainly attract attention ........................of opportunistic rapists!  

With no one else seen on the trail nor at the lookout, it was a definite 'go' for the two low-life criminals, with Ramon starting up the jeep and heading off to intercept their beautiful American target.  "Damn, Manuel ............she is sure a prettee one!  Remember now, I saw her first ...................that means I's git to fuck the prettee American bitch first!" Ramon advised.  "I'll hold her arms over her head while you pull down the pants she's wearing ...................but remember, you eat her out first and then I's get my turn at eating her ...........................not after you toss your hot sauce in her tight little pussy!  Her warm prettee hands will git me nice and hard while you rape the bitch ......................but don't you take too long as I don't want to cream all over her fingers!  I'll go slow when we git to the sand dune so she won't hear the jeep!  The roar of the ocean should keep her from hearing the jeep if we go slow!  Once we get over the top of the dune and out of sight, I'll cut the engine and we can make it the rest of the way on foot!" Manuel advised.  Minutes later, after getting over the top of the sand dune and killing the jeep's engine, the pair got out on foot to make it the rest of the way.  It was Manuel who advised "  C'mon Ramon, let's grab her when she gets around the sand dune!"
 
Both Ramon and Miguel grew up nearby and knew this area very well, having taken the trail themselves many a time as well as even to venture down the rocks to the ocean.  After the lookout, the trail deteriorated substantially and a sign was posted that it was not safe to venture further on, to which nearly all the visiting tourists would hesitate to disobey the warning.  What Ramon and Manuel knew that existed some forty yards further beyond the sigh, off the path and some fifteen feet down towards the ocean, a small cave about 4' high and eight' deep could be found in the rocky hillside.  When they were growing up as children, Ramon and Manuel had played in the cave and used it as their hideout playing pirate games.  But in the past several years, that hidden cave came to serve them well for a totally different purpose ......................a place where they could bring the beautiful American women that they had kidnapped off the trail to the lookout!  They had used the cave six times thus far for their dastardly deeds, kidnapping and raping sweet American beauties that had ventured out on the trail by themselves when no one else was around.  But of the six rapes, only two had been reported, thus no added security or warnings were made to foreign visitors.

A nice sunny day, walking down a litter free sandy trail that led down to a lookout with a pristine ocean view made everything seem so perfect, that nothing at all could go wrong in such an environment.  With everything seemingly perfect, a visiting tourist in such a situation would normally let his or her guard down, thus becoming less aware of any lurking dangers that may await them.  Such a day it was for unsuspecting Melinda Miller as she ventured down the sandy path that would take her to the lookout located about a quarter mile away.  Melinda could make out the ocean from the path and was gazing at the many birds flying and swooping below the rocky cliff, some landing where their nests were located to feed the young, others flying down low above the water in search for food.  With the wind blowing in towards the shore, the roar of the ocean virtually blocked out any noise taking place behind of her, thus the sound of the jeep's engine approaching atop of the sand dune went totally unnoticed.  By the distance she had walked and seeing the upcoming bend around the sand dune, Melinda looked at the brochure once again to see that the lookout should be just a bit beyond that bend.    


For Melinda, a beautiful clean sandy trail and pristine ocean, added with the solitude of it all with no one else around made this the ideal situation for her as she wandered on down to the lookout.  But for the pair of thugs racing across the sand dune above her, they could care less about the clean sandy trail and pristine ocean, but they certainly appreciated the solitude that had the American beauty coming their way around the sand dune where they would wait for her arrival.  Merely following the roped off trail and looking out at the beautiful ocean, Melinda was totally unaware of the two Mexican thugs who were crouching on the ground around the upcoming bend of the sand dune.  One second she was gazing out at the dark blue ocean, then the next everything just went totally black and Melinda found herself being carried off by the strong arms around her body and legs.  Screaming as loud as she could, arms flailing about to try and free herself, however her screams went unheard as the thick hood muffled much of the high pitch and there was no one nearby to hear her cries for help.  After two minutes or so of being carried down the trail, Melinda felt herself being jostled about as the thugs holding her seemed to be taking her down an uneven path. 

Off the beaten path and into the cave with their succulent prize from America, it was home sweet home for Ramon and Manuel, a place that they had fixed up a bit and stored some necessities for a use such as for a time like this.  For the fix up part, they had a contraption that kept the front of the cave covered up from the view of others exploring the area, and it was basically soundproof when one was inside with the front covering secured in place.  One of the necessities for a time like this was the portable florescent lantern that provided very good lighting within the small cave that went into the hillside some seven feet or so.  And when they had a guest accompanying them in a case like this, they would unroll the padded comforter that they had stored at the rear of the cave, wanting their guest to be comfortable while lying upon it or while on all fours.  Front covering in place and florescent lantern turned on, it was now time to unveil their hideaway to their special guest from America as they figured she was be getting rather hot with the thick hood pulled over her head.  Hearing their pretty guest sobbing and whimpering from under the hood covering, it was time to make her comfortable and get her a drink that was also stored in a covered hole at the back of the cave.

Hood yanked off her head, Melinda was scared out of her wits as she found herself alone with two strange and foul looking Latinos, held captive in some very small dark and dingy hideaway.  "Please ...................please .......................please let me go ............................please let me go!  Please ............................I have a husband ...........................I need to go back ...................I need to leave ..........................I need to go back to the resort!  Please let me go ...........................please don't hurt me ...............................please let me goooooooooo!" she sobbed out in fear.  With her arms drawn up over her head and one of the assailants kneeling upon them, Melinda could not bring them down to help fight off her attackers, then heard the bastard kneeling over tell his buddy that "We have a very very prettee one this time!  The last one was a bit on the porky side, but this one I really really likee ...................................likee very much!"  And the bastard above her reached forward to put his grimy hands atop of her blouse, right on the mounds of her breasts, then he was kneading them while exclaiming "Nice titties on this prettee American gringa!  We shall soon see if the prettee gringa has prettee pink nippies, my friend, no!"  Struggling in vain, unable to break away, Melinda cringed at the fondling of her breasts and fingers pinching through her clothing at her nipples before hearing the bastard gloat out "Prettee gringa's getting excited from me touching her up ........................I feel her nipples getting very hard and stiff!"  To her dismay, Melinda could not kick her legs away from the hands holding her at the ankles, then she shuddered at the feel of his bulging hardon being rubbed against her bare soles.


"Amigo, it is time for us to show our beautiful American guest just how we take pleasure in showing how we enjoy having a beautiful female tourist like her come to visit us in Mexico!" she heard the captor, who initially had been holding her legs but know kneeling upon them tell his cohort as he pulled her belt open and undid the button of her jeans.  That last statement apparently served as some sort of code for her two captors as the hands on her breasts were roughly grasping at the front of her blouse, pulling them apart to send the buttons flying all about, and the bastard at the feet had grasped both the waistband of her white slacks and that of the lacy orange panties that she wore after having pulled the zipper on down.  Front of her long sleeve blue top ripped apart, lacy white bra pushed on down to bare her breasts, then rough calloused hands were sliding over them as the bastard gloated that "I was right, amigo .................she has very prettee pinky nippies!"  Trying desperately to get out from vulnerable position and to escape her vile captors, Melinda struggled with all of her might but to no avail as her slacks and panties were being worked down over her trim hips and when they were at her thighs, she heard the other bastard gloating out "Prettee American pussy ....................so nice .......................and clean ........................very clean ........................no bugs!  Not like the filthy putas walking the street in Mexico!"

"Nnnnnnoooooooooo ...........................no ...........no ...........no ............no ............no ............no .............no ..............................stop .......................stop .........................stoppppppppppppp ...................................nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Melinda panted and squeal as the bastard holding her legs had forced them apart and rubbing his grimy face into her sex.  After the captor above her scooted back some, his rough hands now held onto her wrists, continuing to pin her arms down above her head .......................then she shuddered in fear upon hearing the sound of a zipper being pulled down above her head.  But the thoughts of what was taking place above her head dissipated quickly as her body shivered, quivered .........................caused by the thick wet tongue snaking up into her most private part!  "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ............................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..................................nnnnooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Melinda squealed out through tightly clenched teeth as she desperately tried to quell the unwanted pleasures now shooting through her body.  Clenching her hands, trying to grasp at anything to help pull her up and away from the foul mouth that was emitting loud slurping sounds from the junction between her quivering thighs.  "Oh, God .......................oh, God .................................oh, my Godddddddddddd ....................................nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ..........................nooooooooooooooo ..............................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Melinda screamed out as her body went taut, while unconsciously squeezing her fingers tightly around the thick cock that she was gripping.

"Delicious ......................absolutely delicious!  Nothing .......................absolutely nothing can beat the sweet honey that they send us from America!  Made this prettee gringa cum .........................cream right in my mouth .........................so fuck'n sweet!" Ramon bragged to his buddy.  "Heh ............heh, gringa has strong grip ....................almost made me pop with her prettee hand!  C'mon up here so we can switch places!  My turn to lick that sweet American pussy ............................git to taste some of that sweet honey between her beautiful white legs!" Manuel responded.  It seemed as if the voices that she heard making those rather obscene comments about her were coming from very far away, her body seemingly floating about at that moment as she seemed to be drifting back on down to earth after having skyrocketed into outer space, causing Melinda to be oblivious to the on goings of the two men as they shuffled about to change places in the small cave.  Now her other assailant was rubbing his face up into her soft curls, her body quivering as the thick wiggling tongue sought to get into her clenching slit, causing Melinda to clench her teeth to keep from crying out as well as to squeeze tightly upon the thick fleshy bar that her fingers had just been molded around.  As the wiggling in her snatch was driving her crazy, like a craze worm had gotten into her sex, Melinda tried to ground her butt into the dirt in a desperate attempt to get the crazed reptile out of her.  "Noooooooooooooo .....................................noooooooooooooooo ..........................stop ......................stoppppppppppp ..............................oh, Godddddddddddddddddddddd ............................................stoppppppppppppppppppppppppp ...........................................................eiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed out as her body spasmed uncontrollably while orgasming.


"Voy a llamar a esta puta americana!" exclaimed the convulsing rapist who was now ejaculating his filthy semen far up in her fertile womb, ejaculations so powerful that it made Melinda's eyes widen in horror.  "Ah, prette gringa ....................I think does not understand Spanish, si?" the bastard leaning over her head whispered into her ear, then added "My cohort just yelled out 'Voy a llamar a esta puta americana!'  That, my prettee sinorita  .....................means 'I'm going to knock up this American whore!'  When you go back north of the border, prettee gringa shall bring back with her little bambino in her tummy!"  Although it was now too late to as her womb was saturated with the filthy mucous, Melinda sobbed in despair as she tried desperately to wiggle away to get the bastard's filthy 'thing' out of her, to at least prevent some of the bastard's potent roe from soiling her and worst .........................impregnating her!  "Uggghhhhh ......................uggghhhh ...........uggghhhh ...............................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" was what Melinda heard from her rapist as he emptied his convulsing balls into her fertile womb.  Melinda sobbed in despair as she was not on the pill and the filthy bastard was shooting his hot raw spunk deep up into her, filling up to where it was gushing out around their union joint.    

It had been so hideous an act, one that Melinda had felt to be the most demeaning that a woman could be made to do, one that she never intended on performing herself.  Grabbed roughly by the hair by one of the men, the one who had been first to 'eat' her out and then to rape her, was the one to have the honor of getting his cock sucked first ..................telling her "Ahhh, my sweet Americana beauty .................................it looks like you are a novice in the art of sucking cock!  But by the time you get back to America, you shall be one talented 'puta' ...........................and you can show that hubby of yers what you have learned south of the border!  Ohhhhh, yessssssss ..............................your beautiful mouth feels like soaking mi gallo in warm butter!  Ohhhh ....................ohhhh ........................yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..................................yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..........................now flick that talented tongue all over the tip .........................ahhhhhh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh .................................you are a quick learner, gringa!  Ahhhh ..................ahhhhh ......................oh, sweet gringa .........................chupar ....................chupar mi gallo, mi beautiful Americana puta .........................chupar ...................................arggghhhhhhh ..........................................arggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"  With her lips stretched to their limits, the foul slimy semen being ejaculated into her mouth had no where to escape, other than to swallow it all as those strong hands gripping her hair tightly prevented Melinda from pulling her head away as the slick slime coursing down her throat made her shudder in disgust.    
          

"Amigo, get me a bottle of water for the puta!  Entones la puede joder donde el sol no brilla!" Ramon told his buddy, knowing that he was a true 'ass-man'.  In translation from Spanish to English of 'Entones la puede joder donde el sol no brilla', Ramon had just told his horny cohort "Then you can fuck her where the sun don't shine!"  Having opened the bottle of water that Manuel had obtained from their hideaway cache, Ramon held it up to her lips and tilted the bottle, telling the heaving beauty "Water to cleanse your mouth, my prettee senorita!" As the distraught beauty, rinsed her mouth with the water before spitting it out over the rocky cliff side, Ramon stroked her long silky brown hair while asking her "You do not understand Spanish, do you my prettee gringa?  So, I shall interpret what I just told my friend  - that after he got me a bottle of water for you, then he could ......................FUCK YOU WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE!"  "EIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII .................................eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .........................................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .....................................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" came the shrilling shrieks as pain as Manuel proceeded to sodomize the beautiful American bitch, with each of his brutal thrust up into her eyes causing her to squeal out in pain.  It was certainly a good thing that Manuel kept a tight grasp onto her trim hips as her frantic to get away from his cock that was skewering up into her virgin ass, the desperate young wife might just have gone right out of the cave ................over the cliff side, over the boulder on which she threw up on to the rocks below!  


Hood over her head as she was led back up to the trail, then made to sit on the side of the sand dune while her attackers scampered off to safety, Melinda blinked her eyes once the hood was pulled off her head.  Melinda found herself sitting on the bank of a sand dune next to the trail that overlooked the ocean, then heard a car engine starting up over the top of the dune and then revving up as it sped away.  Knowing that she should report her kidnapping and vile rape, Melinda then realized that she'd have to blurt out all the nasty things that the two bastards did to her as well as what they made her do in that small hideaway cave.  'And they'll want to know where this cave is .................want to find the scene of the crime ................if there's any markings or features that I can remember so they can locate the place!' she sighed in defeat.  If asked to help the police find the location of the cave, Melinda wondered if she dared tell them just what to look for over the side of the rocky cliff towards the ocean below the trail to the lookout. 

'What do I tell them?  That they can find the hideaway on the rocky cliff side, that it should be about ten feet above ..................above the rock from where most of my vomit had splattered upon!' she shuddered.  'That should explain the location .................without having to say there would be a long splatter to be found on the rocks below that boulder!' Melinda thought while her body quivered at the recollection of that instant where she spewed the breakfast consumed earlier, right onto and over that large boulder to the rocks below ..................................recalled hearing the bastard, who had just ejaculated in her mouth, yell out "Now, amigo .....................now!"  It was at that instant where she was about to heave once more, where her belly was about to rebel totally from having swallowed all that slimy goo, that the bastard's grasping her hips brutally thrust his fat cock up into her rectum.  "Accccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" was the sound of her retching of her guts while being sodomized, bringing about the sound of laughter from the two bastards in the hideaway with her.     

Making herself as presentable as possible, Melinda then made her way back to the resort.  Picking up the house phone that was just inside the entrance, she dialed her room number, then swallowed deeply upon hearing her husband's voice.  After apologizing for not calling or leaving him a note, telling him that she had dozed off in the SPA, Melinda heard her husband advise "Oh, don't worry honey!  I was just going to leave you a note that I was going to join the fellows that I golfed with for a drink!  Tell you what, why don't you just take your time and then we'll meet at the restaurant at 7 o'clock when we have the reservations set for!"  "Oh, that sounds so great honey!  I'll meet you there at seven!  Love you!" Melinda advised.  She had hid off to the side where she was still able to see the elevators, and when her husband came down to meet his golf buddies at the bar, Melinda made her way up to her room.  As her undergarments taken by her attackers and kept as souvenirs by the bastards, Melinda only needed to slip out of her white slacks and blue top, then she got under the hot shower ......................with only the use of her fingers to scoop out the thick mucous that flooded her fertile womb!  Not having packed any douche, nor was that being carried in the resort's gift shop, Melinda could only resort to prayers and her fingers to escape the dire consequences resulting from her vile rape.      

After playing back the horror she had suffered through over and over again, Melinda pulled out her laptop when Ryan was in the shower, then connected onto the hotel's wi-fi system, then pulled up the link providing Spanish/English translations.  Closing her eyes once again, she played back that phrase that had stuck in her mind, a phrase that obviously contained rather obscene or filthy words .................................to which Melinda attributed to the excitement shown by the bastard when he uttered them when he was violating her mouth!  'How is it all spelt out? C-h-u--p-a-r ....m-i ....g-a-l-l-lo?  Is that it?' she wondered, then recalled that last word that she had been referred to often by her kidnappers.  After playing back that phrase in her mind once again, Melinda typed "...........chupar ....................chupar mi gallo, mi beautiful Americana puta ........!", then she clicked on the button to translate.  Body giving a quiver as she swallowed deeply, Melinda saw the translation pop up to read '...................suck .......................suck my cock, my American whore ........................!'  Melinda then recalled how the bastard gloated in her defilement, recalled how he had grunted as he shot his filthy into her reluctant mount, then forcibly kept her from pulling away .....................forcing her to swallow all that slimy goo!  Her stomach once again felt queasy, causing Melinda to swallow deeply as she put a hand on her belly to keep it in check, and then she recalled how her head had been thrust out into the opening as she began puking her guts out ..........................and then came the ultimate defilement of her body as she was brutally sodomized! 

'My, gosh .....................how can a man .....................any man want to have sex like that .....................wanting to degrade and hurt a woman by .......................by brutally shoving his 'thing' up into her ass!  God ....................it hurt so bad each time .....................both turning a turn at sodomizing me ................they were laughing so loud and obviously taking great pleasure in hearing me scream!' Melinda shuddered, remembering how each of the two bastards had gotten their pleasure in sexing her in that awful manner ...............in fact, so ecstatic and frenzied each had become, ramming his cock all the way up in before ejaculating up into her bowels ......................with each bastard laughing as he bragged on giving her a hot enema!  Melinda breathed a sigh of relief of having survived that awful and so degrading ordeal, but now she had so much more to worry about ....................................dreadfully afraid of 'What if one of them impregnated me with his bastard baby?  Today, my first anniversary with Ryan, was supposed to be a very special one .............................it being the ideal time time of the month for us to start our family together!  I was hoping that tonight would be the magical one for us ........................but now ..........................what do I do?'  Trying to think things out, Melinda realized that the worst thing possible was that of potentially Ryan's baby if she got pregnant during their stay in Mexico, thus 'I'll tell him that we can't make love for a bit ...............that I developed an infection and need to abstain from sex for a week or so!'  By going ahead with that plan, Melinda felt that she could proceed with an abortion if in fact one of her rapist had succeeded in his vile attempt to knock her up!   
 

Meanwhile, a Honeymoon Vacation in Brazil, is soon to be violated:




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