Chapter 173
Katniss walked out wearing only a camisole, stockings, and high heels on her lower body, and just a coat draped over her upper body. Nathan's house on this island has its own separate area, with barbed wire fences around the power station. Within a radius of 1500 feet, there are only the three of us, no one else. This is why Katniss dares to dress so boldly and provocatively to go outside.
As Katniss went out, I was hiding behind the curtain in agony. My legs were already numb, and I wanted to bend down to massage them, but Nathan was still in the room, so I didn't dare to move. The room was so quiet at that moment.
After Katniss went out, Nathan sat on the bed, looking a bit nervous. It seemed like he was worried about Katniss. Firstly, it was so dark outside, how could Katniss dare to go into the woods alone at night? In the past, when Katniss and I were at Nathan's place, if it was getting late, Katniss would ask me to accompany her even to the bathroom because she was scared. But this time, Katniss went alone. Although she had an intimate relationship with Nathan, she still couldn't bring herself to ask Nathan to accompany her.
Secondly, with Katniss dressed so provocatively, what if there were thieves or strangers in the yard at night? Wouldn't Katniss be in danger? In Nathan's eyes, Katniss was more than just a daughter-in-law; she was his most important lover. So he was always worried about Katniss and would never allow any accidents to happen to her. After hesitating for a moment, Nathan gritted his teeth, put on a pair of underwear, and slippers, then ran out to protect my beloved Katniss.
After Nathan ran out, I cautiously moved my stiff legs out from behind the curtain. I massaged my legs with my hands and then slowly walked out. I took a deep breath, realizing that this was my chance to escape given by God. Although I had many regrets, I knew I had to leave. I had seen what I needed to see, and nothing else mattered anymore.
After a few steps, my legs started to feel normal again. I walked forward cautiously, afraid of running into Katniss and Nathan. As I walked a few steps, I saw Nathan's figure. He was hiding at the edge of the bushes, constantly scanning the surroundings. Luckily, I was careful not to bump into Nathan and Katniss, so I observed carefully and noticed Nathan hidden discreetly. If I hadn't seen Nathan and just walked past him, it would have been troublesome.
I cautiously hid in the bushes on the other side to see what Nathan was looking at. Following his gaze, I saw Katniss wandering on a path in the woods. Katniss was a refined and cultured person; she wouldn't just go to the bathroom anywhere. Last time we were here, she took several minutes just to find a spot. A woman raised in a beautiful city, making her feel uncomfortable to relieve herself in the countryside was understandable.
Since it was night, Katniss hadn't wandered far from the house. She stood in the middle of the path, looking at the dense bushes, the eerie trees, and the howling wind. Everything seemed terrifying to Katniss. She hesitated, clearly scared. She glanced back at the house a few times but gave up on the idea of having Nathan accompany her. Three minutes had passed since she came out, and it seemed like she still hadn't found a solution.
I looked back at Nathan. His face showed vigilance, constantly scanning the surroundings, seemingly afraid of intruders. With him around, Katniss wouldn't be harmed by anyone. The only worry now was Katniss's fear. Nathan realized that Katniss didn't want him to accompany her, so he decided to silently act as her bodyguard.
After two minutes, Katniss couldn't hold it anymore and squatted down, seemingly not caring about anything else, relieving herself near the path. She closed her eyes, perhaps to feel less scared. Both Nathan and I could clearly see Katniss's private parts under the moonlight as she squatted down.
The posture of a woman squatting to urinate can be very attractive to some men, as it can be suggestive and provocative. Especially with Katniss wearing a revealing outfit and the open coat exposing her breasts, her beautiful face, and the seductive posture, it could easily arouse desire in men. In the darkness, I could almost see a greedy and beastly look in Nathan's eyes, resonating with the moon in the sky. It reminded me of a TV show I watched before, where a man turned into a werewolf on full moon nights. At that moment, Nathan seemed like that werewolf, undergoing a transformation.
Nathan swallowed and seemed to have an idea. He surveyed the environment, the dense bushes, the trees, the blowing wind, the sound of the river, and the moonlight in the sky. Everything seemed perfect. Nathan decided to surprise his prey. He and Katniss had tried many things, including rape and various positions, but they had never made love outdoors. Nathan appeared to be a skilled lover, exploring various sexual techniques with Katniss during this time, making me, a son living in a modern city, feel inadequate.
Nathan slowly moved through the bushes, gradually making his way behind Katniss, waiting for the right moment to strike. By this time, Katniss had finished and stood up with her legs crossed. She used tissues to clean her private parts. Katniss was a very clean woman; even after urinating, she always made sure to clean herself thoroughly. I once teased her about being troublesome, but it only earned me a scolding from Katniss.
As Nathan moved, I gave up on the idea of leaving. Perhaps in this wild grassy area, there might be a new show to watch. I had a strong curiosity, even though it might lead to something painful. If I didn't see it, I would feel unsatisfied. Driven by my curiosity, my body followed Nathan's movements.
When Nathan moved behind Katniss, I moved behind Nathan. Katniss had finished cleaning herself, tightened the coat on her shoulders, and started to walk away. Nathan knew this was the perfect moment. He quickly took off his last piece of clothing, his underwear, and threw it on the grass. Nathan's penis became erect again, only about half an hour after his last ejaculation. It seemed like Nathan was prepared to push his sexual limits that night. After removing his underwear, Nathan's erect penis was ready, poised for action. He then pounced on Katniss like a cheetah, moving at lightning speed towards his prey. Due to the sounds of the wind and the river, Katniss didn't hear him approaching from behind.
Nathan suddenly grabbed Katniss from behind, causing her to be startled and let out a scream of extreme fear. However, it was night, and the surroundings were empty with only the three of us present. The sounds of the wind, the river, the rustling of the bushes and trees were enough to drown out Katniss's scream. Moreover, the wind was blowing in the opposite direction, carrying the sound towards the river behind the house. In short, Katniss's cries would be muffled.
"Help! Help!" Katniss screamed in fear. Being suddenly grabbed from behind in such a terrifying night and environment would scare anyone. Katniss didn't faint from the shock, showing her resilience. At that moment, all she could do was struggle and call for help, seemingly forgetting everything else.
Nathan held Katniss tightly from behind, with a mischievous smile on his face, teasing her. His smile carried a hint of wickedness, but from my hiding spot in the bushes, it seemed terrifying. Of course, it was just my imagination, a misconception.
As Katniss struggled, Nathan held her tightly from behind, not letting go. Due to fear, Katniss didn't dare to turn around to see what was behind her. She was too scared to look back, not knowing if it was a person or a ghost. In the past, when we watched horror movies, Katniss would cover her ears and not even listen to the sounds.
Katniss was held by Nathan, and they moved around in circles on the grass in the woods, changing positions. Nathan continued to tease Katniss, occasionally fondling her breasts. Due to her struggles, Katniss's coat had already fallen off, leaving her only in stockings, completely exposed.
As Katniss struggled, her buttocks rubbed against Nathan's groin and penis at close range. Nathan's hands roamed over Katniss's breasts, and his sexual desire was rising.
After a while of entanglement, Nathan freed one hand and held his penis, moving the tip to find the right position. Due to Katniss's continuous struggles and movements, Nathan, holding his penis from behind, couldn't find Katniss's vagina immediately. It all seemed like a matter of coincidence, luck, and timing for Nathan's penis to find its way to Katniss's vagina.
Watching Katniss struggle, I wanted to go out and save her. At that moment, I felt some resentment towards Nathan. Playing around was one thing, but scaring Katniss like this was taking it too far. If Katniss fainted or got sick from the fright, it would not be worth it.
I couldn't understand what Nathan was thinking at that moment. Perhaps my twisted thoughts were inherited from Nathan. If Nathan wasn't twisted, he wouldn't be playing this role-playing game of rape and outdoor sex. It seemed like my impression of Nathan was still stuck in childhood; I had never seriously looked at this person with adult eyes.
As Katniss let out a scream mixed with fear and something else, my thoughts were abruptly interrupted. Nathan's hand that was holding his penis was now free, and he was tightly embracing Katniss, pressing his groin against her round buttocks.
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