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This memory has sexual content.
I am about 10 or 11 years old. I am running through the forest. The thin white barked trees go past quickly as I run. I can feel the underbrush scratching and hitting across my legs as I run and hop over obstacles. It is about 12 or 1:00 pm in the afternoon. The forest floor only lets in about 50% of the sunlight because the trees are so thick.
I am wearing just a white shirt, banded collar, button up, grey brown knee breeches, and dark socks and shoes. I am quite good at eluding my captors, but they are many. It was a child's game of chase and capture. Boys verses girls. I believe this is after the day that I "played" with three girls in the forest. I think the girls have been talking and they are targeting me in the game.
Suddenly, I find myself trapped and can not elude them. There are five of them and I am tired of running. I ran much further away from where we normally play. The girls tie my hands behind my back and two of them hold each arm to make sure I don't make a run for it. There is a red haired girl that is in charge of this little band. She is quite pretty and wears a rather determined expression upon her face. She wears her hair down and it is very wavy and full. Not too many girls look like her. Her hair is fire red.
The girls always discuss what they want to do with their victims. Several ideas are put forth, but the redhead says that she heard something that she wants to see for herself. The girls giggle knowing what she is talking about. I wonder what this is about. She walks up to me face to face and orders the two remaining girls to keep watch for anyone coming. This girl is more like a Valkerie or an Amazon than a normal 1800's stock female. Remember these girls are all approximately my age.
She has dark grey blue eyes and stares at you without any sign of fear. She reaches forward and unbuttons the front of my breeches and then pulls my breeches and underwear down to my knees. She wasn't hesitant at all and I try and struggle a bit as the girls start to giggle. With her right hand she reaches for all of my manhood and takes it into her hand. At first I was a bit worried because she didn't act like the kind of girl who would be gentle. She starts messaging it all in her hand, and I become aroused and the girls comment that what they had heard was true.
At this point I am not listening to them anymore. I am experiencing this amazing feeling of sensation that I have never quite felt ever before. I start to breath strangely and feel weak, then it happens and I let out some kind of noise that akin to a gasp and my eyes bulge open as my knees lose all strength. She pulls away as I drop to my knees. She is looking at her hand in disgust. She says something I don't know what. I am so shocked at what happened. It was wonderful and strange. The other girls rush over and make comments. I am now resting on my knees with my forehead on the ground. My arms are still tied behind me. The girls holding my arms had stopped and went over to the red haired girl.
I look up at them and the redhead says something to me. She is not happy about the sticky goo in her hand. She wants to wash it off. One girl now thinks that boys urinate different than girls, and I assure her that it is NOT urine. I am having difficulty explaining it myself. I don't really know what it is. I just know that it comes out from time to time.
I think they leave me alone there for a while they go to find a nearby stream to wash her hands. This is my chance to escape them though I am not sure if I really want to. If the girls would always make me feel that way, I would let them capture me. But the red haired girl was annoyed by the sticky mess so I decide that I need to free myself. I remember sitting my bare butt down on the ground that had rocks and twigs on it. Not very comfortable. I work my tied hands underneath me so that they are behind my thighs. I wanted to get them in front of me.
I am having trouble with my breeches being in the way and the ground being so painful on my butt. I finally get my hands around my feet and now they are in front of me. I try to pull up my pants, but I can't get the backside up. I must untie my hands first. This was easy using my teeth to loosen the knots. I finally get free, get my pants full back on before the girls come back. I now run off to join my comrades who are waiting for me. I run like a deer and get surprised by the redhead and her friends.
She knocks me over with help from the others and sits on top of me and tells me that if I tell anyone that she will punch me in the face. She then gets off and they leave me. I wasn't expecting any of this since I never told anyone what had happened in the forest and it was the girls who had the big mouths and told.
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