{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1503;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone\par Book 4\par Still Tripping\par Chapter 13\par More Unfuckingbelievable\par Than you can Imagine!\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par \par Hunting Season\par \tab He wasn\rquote t sure for certain, it could have been merely his imagination, but he thought--he THOUGHT he smelled wafting on the listless cool air something akin to--FOOD! Hamburgers to be more precise.\par \tab But that was a guess.\par \tab\ldblquote I smell French fries!\rdblquote blurted Rick.\par \tab Chet\rquote s certainty was more affirmed, if someone else was smelling something then\'85\par \tab The light at the end of their entombment flickered, something was there, blocking the way. Then a light pierced the darkness, Chet blocked the light from his eyes; turning his head he was able to look upon the others. They were frightened, especially the girls who seemingly understood their possible fate (being raped/molested.) \par \tab\ldblquote Come on out.\rdblquote said a voice, Voice Number One.\par \tab Rick and Chet exchanged looks, gulped and with a sigh began making their way back out.\par \tab It was still daylight but almost evening type time. It was cool out, a different kind of cool than in the back of the short cave/tunnel. \par \tab\ldblquote Get moving.\rdblquote spoke Voice One, the smell of FOOD was prevalent, \par \tab\ldblquote When we get to where we\rquote re going you can eat.\rdblquote\par \tab That was helpful--hopeful. At leas they weren\rquote t going to be killed off--just yet. Along the trail they went (again), seemingly deeper into the forest and away from the main creek where several other creeks fed it.\par \par \tab Pines. Mostly pines with a few cedars and sequoias. A cool breeze filtered about the deep woods, a woodpecker was heard, squirrels and chipmunks, too. Birds fluttered up as the group wandered by. All seemed serene, and a little spooky.\page\tab Just before the darkness fell upon them the noisy sound of a creek once again pierced the silence. Up small hills, down small hills. Crossing over dry creeks filled with refuse of the woods, there was little evidence to show (Chet) that anyone had been this way in a while; he did note the toilet paper, torn jeans, a crushed beer can, and empty shotgun shells.\par \tab An owl hooted and some bats were heard.\par \tab Someone in the group farted--loudly. Everyone looked around to seek out the offender, \ldblquote Keep moving!\rdblquote commanded the Voice. Chet tried to SEE the Voice, each time he tried he failed. He could see something resembling a shimmering object, it appeared to be like a chameleon, a dull shimmering green appearance--like if the \ldblquote person\rdblquote was wearing a sickly green cloak of some kind. Then, when focusing--or trying to--the \ldblquote person\rdblquote basically simply fucking disappeared altogether!\par \tab The noise of the creek became louder with the final turn down a hill. A small clearing with another ancient miner\rquote s shack. It was more deplorable in shape than that of the previous one! It, though, had a cement floor.\par \tab Chet thought he heard voices, there were two distinct ones.\par \tab The two youngest kids were exhausted and fell to the ground rubbing their aching feet and crying. Jane and Molene didn\rquote t cry but sat nearby the kids rubbing their feet, too. Barefoot walking in the woods was rough on the feet, if not the body. They hadn\rquote t walked so much in \ldblquote miles\rdblquote but in distances in the deep rustic woods--any amount of walking was tough--especially if doing so whilst one was naked!\par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll rest here.\rdblquote announced a Voice, a different voice, Voice Number Two. Light was seriously beginning to darken up but there was still enough to go by. Take-out bags of food were handed out, with accompanying milk shakes.\par \tab\ldblquote Eat, drink, be quiet.\rdblquote spoke Voice Two.\par \tab The air was getting more chillier but the warm food helped warm their bellies. Deluxe Hamburgers with fries and milk shakes. A good meal for the hungry crew.\par \tab While he ate Chet continued to hear voices, he determined at length that it WAS the voices, Voice One & Two who were speaking in low tones. Somewhere. When he tried to focus they went silent.\par \tab\ldblquote Eat!\rdblquote came a gruff voice of either One or Two. Chet stopped trying to \ldblquote hear\rdblquote and polished off his meal.\page\tab After consuming their meal there was a long enduring silence. Where they alone? It was dark, damn dark. Barely could the trees be made out. Barely could even the miner\rquote s shack that was right close by. Above the sky was heavily dotted with the night\rquote s stars.\par \tab A very cool breeze chilled their young nude bodies more than they already were. The sound of the very full creek feet from them created an even more chilling effect.\par \tab Chet saw coming up, looming up, two figures, one following the other. Being dark he still couldn\rquote t make them out, but they didn\rquote t appear to be \ldblquote cloaked\rdblquote anymore. They were huffing and puffing and seemed almost out of breath.\par \tab\ldblquote Alright,\rdblquote spoke Voice Two, \ldblquote everyone up.\rdblquote\par \tab Everyone but Joey and Connie, they were too exhausted and were zonked out. Jane tried to pick up Connie, but Rick helped her. No one could see to well, they all were pretty done in. Connie, though, was taken from Rick, Joey was picked up by \ldblquote another\rdblquote as well--this after Chet, Rick, Jane, and Molene were tethered by a single rope.\par \tab\ldblquote Hold onto the rope, DO NOT LET GO!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote re going for a little walk, a place where you can sleep and be warm for the night. It\rquote s across the creek, up a hill, thru the woods--about half an hour\rquote s walk.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote We CAN make it, just hold onto the rope.\rdblquote\par \tab A flash light was used, the rope wrapped about the nude crew\rquote s waist one time, Chet in the rear with Jane before him. \lquote You trip one time and I\rquote ll drag you and let the ground rip your hide!\rquote warned a voice. Chet gulped and nodded that he wouldn\rquote t trip.\par \tab The Nude Crew crossed a bridge. The sound of the creek thrashing a course thru the woods was near deafening. The spray only added to their chilled bodies. The wood beneath their feet was damp and somewhat slippery. A flashlight helped them cross over to terra firma, all of the group had a slight tough time continuing, their legs were just worn out.\par \tab Occasionally the group was stopped and warned to \ldblquote step over\rdblquote an exposed tree root crossing their path, or a severe \ldblquote dip\rdblquote , a puddle or the path obscured or some other hazard needed noting.\par \tab At length the group ascended a small hill. Chet tried to get bearings but that was next to impossible. The flashlight of one of the Voices shone to reveal a cabin. Not a ramshackled cabin but one that seemed in good repair. The door was opened and the group was scurried inside.\page\tab Moments later and there was a fire blazing in an old iron stove. Moments later and there was warmth aplenty; with the accompanying scratchy wool blankets and someone very well worn quilts the chill of their young nude bodies was replaced by comfort.\par \tab Inside the cabin Chet noted antlers on one of the walls. It was one room, a kitchenette, a handmade nature-made table with funky handmade out of tree limbs chairs. Two old army cots, a bare mattress on a metal spring bed, and a bare mattress on the floor.\par \tab In the \ldblquote kitchen\rdblquote area there was a wash tub, a counter of sorts with a dropped in not plumbed sink, cans of food were stacked on either side with some old west plates and pots and such.\par \tab A mustiness lingered in the sullen air. It was warm, but musty.\par \tab The little kids were zonked out; placed together on one of the bare mattresses and then covered by a quilt. Jane and Molene were together sitting on the metal bed, being quiet and still.\par \tab\ldblquote Lay down.\rdblquote spoke a voice, Chet determined it to be Voice Two.\par \tab The girls did so, Molene behind Jane. A blanket covered them.\par \tab\ldblquote Sleep.\rdblquote the girls shut their eyes and slept.\par \tab There was a lantern, too, providing light. It was hushed out, the door to the old iron stove was opened and a chunk of wood stuffed inside. Chet and Rick sat together shoulder to shoulder.\par \tab\ldblquote You, too.\rdblquote said the Voice again. The boys laid down on a bare mattress on the floor and were covered by a blanket. Chet pulled the blanket that was apparently the source of the musty smell in the room, doing so allowed him to see two figures, two MEN figures suddenly apparently-seemingly \ldblquote appear.\rdblquote they shimmered in the flickering light of the stove and then--they just were!\par \tab One was tall, robust, long dark hair tied back into a pony tail. It was too dark to tell any of any distinguishing marks--like tattoos or scars or such. He determined that they WERE white, tan skin, but white. \par \tab The other was a head shorter, but broad shoulder, hair color unknown.\par \tab They stood by the fire warming themselves. They were clothed. The spoke in low tones and nothing Chet could make out. At length one turned and left the cabin. The other remained and sat in one of the rickety appearing nature made chair. The other returned in mere moments, shut the door and braced it with a long piece of wood.\par \tab Sheer exhaustion caused Chet to miss anything else the two men did.\page\tab A noise indiscernible awoke him. He jolted awake and lay still. For a moment (or two) he was confused. He felt ill, cold, and very confused. He saw the stove and the flickering fire light within. Raising his head some he saw the cabin door open. Someone was standing there. It was dark. Damn dark.\par \tab Presently the figure at the door came back in, escorting someone.\par \tab Connie. What they were doing wasn\rquote t known--well, outside anyways. Chet saw the lone figure sit in one of the nature made chairs, he pulled the little girl onto his lap. Chet struggled not to make move about so as to be detected, he was curious as to what was to happen.\par \tab The little girl, Connie, was sleepy and snuggled into the man. A blanket was about them and for a while there was nothing. Just snuggling. There was a pop in the stove, the man jumped and so did Chet. \par \tab Someone farted.\par \tab Someone stirred. The fire popped again in the stove.\par \tab In the chair there was movement. Much movement. Chet shut his eyes tight and opened again, he was still tired--his legs and feet were terribly sore and he was just generally tired all over.\par \tab In the chair there was movement.\par \tab Chet stretched (faking it) and adjusted the blanket to try and see better. The blanket wrapped about the man in the chair and Connie fell away. Connie was on his lap, straddled. He couldn\rquote t tell if she was awake or not. Not that it mattered\'85\par \tab After a time Chet could see the man holding Connie at the butt, his hands were clamped to her butt and she was moving (or being moved) up and down. The man seemed to be making \ldblquote noises\rdblquote , too.\par \tab Connie made noises herself, it sounded like whimperings.\par \tab Someone nearby sat up, Chet couldn\rquote t see for sure who, the flickering fire light finally gave way to the fact that it was Molene--her long black hair helped out. She was just as confused as Chet had been on waking up (in a strange-strange place.) she picked her nose and brushed her hair back over her ears.\tab\par \tab She then took note of what was happening at the table.\par \tab There was a resounding, \ldblquote AHHHHHHHHH\rdblquote sound coming from the man at the table. Groans and moans and more whimperings. Another resounding sound of satisfaction came, and then there was silence--save for the crackling of the fire.\page\tab Chet could see well enough that the man\rquote s hands were on Connie\rquote s bare ass. The sudden feeling/urge to pee struck him. Molene looked around her \ldblquote surroundings\rdblquote in a very confused manner. Firelight fell upon her naked chest, she was ten and was beginning to \ldblquote lump up.\rdblquote\par \tab The man at the table slowly stood, Chet and Molene watched him, Chet sat up himself, the need to pee was with him as well as Molene. The man carried Connie to her bed and laid her down then covered with the blanket. When he passed by Chet and Molene Chet could see the man\rquote s penis out--he was peeing, too!\par \tab No, not peeing actually\'85\par \par \tab It was too dark to see, but Molene was by a small pile of wood by the cabin, legs spread and urinating as she had been commanded to do. Chet was at the ready to pee, too; he had been asked if he had to \ldblquote go\rdblquote and Chet had nodded that it was so. They accompanied the man who had not returned his penis inside his pants.\par \tab Outside in the night air was cool, damn cool.\par \tab His eyes slowly adjusted, there was moonlight but the thickness and density of the woods prevented most of the natural light from bathing the area in its luminance. There was just enough to make out Molene\rquote s nude form. He would have gotten a boner had it not been for the chill in the air, the presence of the man (Voice Number Two) and the fact that he had to piss badly.\par \tab He was directed to take his piss--to Molene\rquote s ass.\par \tab She looked back over her shoulder, Chet couldn\rquote t see her expression, but he figured she must of known their situation was perilous. He bowed his head and aimed his willy and in seconds there was fresh hot urine splashing onto Molene\rquote s nude ass.\par \tab When done they returned to the warmth of the cabin\rquote s interior.\par \tab One by one thru the night the \ldblquote others\rdblquote made escorted trips out into the dark to pee. Chet noted Rick went with Jane. He wondered if he had to/got to, pee on Jane\rquote s ass!\par \tab Too tired he was to pay much attention to anything \ldblquote else\rdblquote that went on, he tried to stay awake but sought sleep instead. His feet and calf muscles seriously ached, and only slightly was he worried/concerned about his general welfare.\page\tab When he awoke he was dizzy, he felt a little ill and was chilled. His eyes opened wide, though, when he saw a nude man sitting at the table with Jane sucking him! Behind her was Rick with his face up between Jane\rquote s ass! Beside them Joey was on top of Connie having sex! On the table Molene\rquote s legs were spread out wide while another nude man had sex with her!\par \tab Chet fluttered his and shook his head, \ldblquote What the fuck!?\rdblquote he quipped aloud. Why wasn\rquote t HE invited!\par \tab Suddenly, through the door came a buck. A huge towering twelve-point deer, wearing a green vest and toting a nasty looking four barrel shotgun. The huge buck wore a bandolier with extra shells, a gun belt about his waist with two pistols stuffed in front.\par \tab The huge deer snarled and snapped his black rubbery lips and took aim at the closest nude man who had not even paid the buck any attention.\par \tab BLAM! He report of the 4-barrel shogun was deafening. The head of the nude man blew off and landed in the open door of the iron stove. The headless nude man continued to fuck the young naked Chinese girl, Bambo stepped into the cabin and shoved the 4-barreled weapon into the pumping nude man\rquote s ass--and pulled the trigger.\par \tab Bambo looked to Chet, right at him and winked.\par \tab The nude man\rquote s body disintegrated. Shattering off into a zillion pieces of bloody flesh.\par \tab Bambo stuffed his weapon into the sitting nude man\rquote s mouth and blew HIS head off. The nude man\rquote s penis was still being sucked on by Jane, though. Bambo clamped his shiny black paws onto the girl\rquote s head and wiggled it about--until the man\rquote s penis was severed!\par \tab Jane then began chomping and chomping like she was chewing gum and swallowed!\par \tab Bambo then turned his attention to Chet.\par \tab Chet gulped and grew a little panicky, but couldn\rquote t move--although he seriously wanted to. Badly. Chet\rquote s eyes fell onto a certain part of Bambo, not his vast array of weapons--which now included shiny chrome bladed \ldblquote buck\rdblquote knives, laser pistols, plutonium annihilators, and the like like that there.\par \tab His eyes fell onto Bambo\rquote s wares. His cock and balls. His balls hung low, huge things resembling coconuts! Then his cock, resembling a bull\rquote s wang Chet had seen at a fair one time. Cum was shooting out of it and the huge towering buck was leering at Chet. \ldblquote Suck it, or take it!\rdblquote\page\tab\ldblquote Suck it, or take it.\rdblquote\par \tab The words burrowed into his noggin.\par \tab\ldblquote Suck it, or take it.\rdblquote\par \tab He fluttered his eyes and almost choked.\par \tab\lquote What the--\rquote\par \tab It was still kind of dark, but day was coming. The cabin door was open. A chunk of wood popped in the stove. Where was Bambo? There WAS no Bambo, it was a dream!\par \tab\ldblquote Suck it, or take it!\rdblquote\par \tab Chet closed his eyes tight and then opened them and saw by the table one of the men (clothed) standing with his cock out, it was stiff and huge. On his nude knees before him was Rick.\par \tab It took a moment for Chet to comprehend what was going on.\par \tab Rick seemed distraught. And then some. He was sobbing, trembling.\par \tab\ldblquote Suck it, or take it.\rdblquote\par \tab Chet didn\rquote t understand. The \ldblquote suck it\rdblquote he got, but the \ldblquote take it\rdblquote ? what was--\par \tab Oh.\par \tab Hmmmm, some choice.\par \tab Rick finally leaned in with his eyes shut tight. Chet watched, pulling the cover up over him a little more, he needed to go pee badly but this wasn\rquote t a good time to interrupt. Rick leaned in more and more and soon was brushing his boyish lips against the man\rquote s cock.\par \tab The man did nothing but stand still. \par \tab Rick\rquote s lips went about the head of the cock and then slowly down the shaft. The man placed a hand behind the boy\rquote s head, grabbing sandy brown hair and pulling the boy back and forth along his shaft.\par \tab Rick wasn\rquote t pleased but did the deed regardless.\par \tab Chet checked the door\'85\par \tab Nope, Bambo wasn\rquote t coming!\par \par \tab The man in Rick\rquote s mouth, was (did) though.\par \tab And Rick didn\rquote t like it. He gagged and choked and sputtered the man juice out. He retched and made horrible faces. \ldblquote See,\rdblquote spoke the man, \ldblquote you should have \ldblquote taken it\rdblquote instead!\rdblquote\par \tab Rick got a cup of water to wash the taste of man spunk out of his mouth. He was shoved back to his bed. The man who had given him the gentle shove (not an angry one) and the cum juice continued to massage his exposed manhood. He stared out of the cabin door, Bambo still didn\rquote t show.\par \tab Spam. Spam and some kind of beans. Spam, some kind of beans, and corn. Chet was aware of Spam but wasn\rquote t sure if he had ever eaten it before. It was an odd breakfast to be sure, but when you\rquote re hungry it doesn\rquote t quite matter.\par \tab No milk or soda or even tea.\par \tab Water. Just water.\par \tab The day was coming on stronger. Chet tried his best to focus on the two men, and there still seemed to be just the two. But try as he might pinning down their \ldblquote description\rdblquote somehow was elusive. They were white he was sure, almost certain. One had long black hair pulled back to a pony tail. They were not white-white, not lily white, well tanned. One was taller than the other, guess-timating to be 6 foot plus an inch or two with average build to go with the height.\par \tab Clothes?\par \tab Chet thought one wore cammys, camouflage clothing like in the military. Nether wore a hat and as for weapons--Chet could determine that, either.\par \tab It was the same with Rick. The same with Jane and Molene, Joey and Connie. None of them could determinantly pin down their abductors description.\par \tab After breakfast there was a powwow.\par \tab The children all sat on the floor amass blankets and quilts, they covered themselves not so much as for the basic fact that they were NUDE, they were used to that, but they were still somewhat modest. It was still chilly in the air and it was just the norm to pull a blankie about one\rquote s body when in a powwow. \par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote re going to leave you for a while, but be sure we\rquote ll be back.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote AND still in the area.\rdblquote chimed in the other in a warning.\par \tab\ldblquote Right, so don\rquote t get no funny ideas about taking off on your own.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Firstly you don\rquote t know where you are, this is a dangerous place to get lost in.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Right, other than meeting us again, you can meet other things.\rdblquote\par \tab The kids looked to one another.\par \tab\ldblquote Come on, I\rquote ll show you.\rdblquote\par \tab The kids still wrapped in their blankets and quilts followed the two men outside and down a short ways to a near tree. One side was covered in deep rich light green moss. The other had huge scratches in it.\par \tab\ldblquote Anyone know what these are?\rdblquote asked the taller one.\par \tab Chet shrugged, Rick made a \ldblquote I don\rquote t have a clue\rdblquote face. No one knew.\par \tab\ldblquote Bear marks.\rdblquote stated the tall one.\par \tab\ldblquote He made these last winter, this is his territory and is apt to be about, someplace.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Right, so you don\rquote t want to have any funny ideas about scurrying away from the cabin while we\rquote re gone.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And other than the bear, SNAKES!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Snakes and bees.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Poison ivy, too.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Can any of you identify poison ivy?\rdblquote\par \tab The kids shrugged and gulped and shook their little heads in the negative. No one knew.\par \tab\ldblquote Think any of you can outrun a swarm of bees?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Think any of you can fend off a bossy male deer, mend a broken or sprained ankle, the poison of a snake or a kittywumpus?\rdblquote\par \tab No one knew.\par \tab\ldblquote Fine, then staying in the cabin seems like a right fine idea, huh?\rdblquote\par \tab The kids nodded that that was so. They didn\rquote t like it, but it was so.\par \par \tab Back inside the cabin they were told that they could go out to go to the bathroom, but that was all. They were to mainly stay inside the cabin at all times.\par \tab\ldblquote And then here\rquote s something else.\rdblquote the man smiled. He sat in the chair at the table, the shorter one leaned against the cabin door he had just shut.\par \tab\ldblquote While we\rquote re gone, you all will engage in sex acts.\rdblquote\par \tab He let that settle in a moment. The boys were the most astonished, Molene made no expressions one way or another. Jane merely reared her head back, \lquote Oh?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Firstly,\rdblquote stated the one at the door, \ldblquote you girls will SUCK the boys.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote That means EACH of you will suck each boy.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Each!\rdblquote\par \tab The kids all hung their mouths open in awe, shock, and mild dismay.\par \tab\ldblquote Afterwards, you BOYS will LICK the girls, lick them where they pee from.\rdblquote\par \tab This was met with even MORE awe. \lquote Holy shit!\rquote all around.\par \tab\ldblquote After that, you\rquote ve got a choice--boys,\rdblquote he paused to make sure he still had their astounding dutiful attention. He did.\par \tab\ldblquote Afterwards, after the sucking and the licking you boys will FUCK the girls.\rdblquote\page\tab\ldblquote Each one!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And the choice is you can fuck the girl in the ass, where she poops from, or her pussy--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Where she PEES from.\rdblquote\par \tab Hard breathing there was. Gulping, sweating, eyes wide, mouths hung to the floor. The horror--the horror.\par \tab\ldblquote The choice is the pussy or the ass.\rdblquote re-stated the one sitting.\par \tab\ldblquote And we can tell!\rdblquote added the one standing.\par \tab\ldblquote Right, \lquote cause when we get back, we will check.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And if you haven\rquote t done what we\rquote ve told you to do--\rdblquote\par \tab SMACK!\par \tab The one standing brought his hands together and made everyone jump. The glare from the one sitting enfused upon them all that compliance would be better than not.\par \tab\ldblquote And like we said about running off from the cabin, you damn sure don\rquote t want to be running into that roaming bear--let alone either one of us!\rdblquote\par \tab Good point.\par \tab\ldblquote Cause then we\rquote ll just let the bear have ya!\rdblquote\par \par \tab Why the two men were leaving wasn\rquote t made known. They may not be actually \ldblquote leaving\rdblquote , either, so noted Chet, it was a test of some sort--to see if they (the kiddies) would do what they had been told to do.\par \tab Before \ldblquote leaving\rdblquote the men had the group get under the blankets, all of them under all the blankets all one. They were reminded once more not to leave or wander off from the cabin, and to follow thru with the \ldblquote other\rdblquote , too.\par \tab Scurrying around under all the blankets and quilts, Chet found himself prone to the floor. With the others scrambling about to situate themselves, Chet saw something he probably wasn\rquote t supposed to: one of the men was pulling the table across the floor while the other placed a blanket under the table\rquote s legs. Covering something up. Just what was a mystery.\par \tab The cabin door was heard to shut and then there was silence.\par \tab The kids all huddled under the amassed blankets remained quiet and still. Until someone farted! Then the kids all bailed giggling and making jest at the polluter.\par \tab Once out of the blanket covering the group looked around a little more closely at their \ldblquote prison.\rdblquote\page\tab A hunter\rquote s shack, cabin, Chet determined. A cabin used mainly during the winter time. It was kept stocked and used on the \ldblquote honor\rdblquote system. It was rustic and little used during the summer.\par \tab After a quick tour of the cabin\rquote s interior--one room, Chet casually eyed the blanket under the table. What had the two men concealed? The girls were so noted to sort of by shy and conceal their blatant nudity with the keeping of covers about them. Connie and Joey weren\rquote t so intimidated by the nudity and weren\rquote t all that modest. Rick tried to keep his attention off of the girls and helped his friend move the table and the blanket.\par \tab\ldblquote What are you doing?\rdblquote asked very concerningly Jane.\par \tab Under the blanket there was a door, a trap door.\par \par \tab\ldblquote Are you nuts, those guys are probably watching us!\rdblquote almost shouted Jane.\par \tab\ldblquote She\rquote s right.\rdblquote backed her up Rick said. \ldblquote They catch us there\rquote s no telling what they\rquote ll make us do.\rdblquote\par \tab Hmmmm\par \tab Chet paused a moment, a trap door, and the two men had concealed it. Why? Did it go somewhere?\par \tab\ldblquote There might be a radio down there.\rdblquote he said.\par \tab\ldblquote Big deal, who wants to listen to a radio now anyways?\rdblquote bitched Molene.\par \tab\ldblquote No,\rdblquote replied Chet, \ldblquote a two-way radio, something we might be able to use to communicate to someone with.\rdblquote\par \tab Everyone digested that little tidbit of news.\par \tab\ldblquote But if we\rquote re caught--\rdblquote worried Rick.\par \tab\ldblquote I know, I know.\rdblquote said a dejected equally worried Chet, he shrugged and waited. If none of the others wanted to risk, then he wouldn\rquote t either.\par \par \tab A knobby wooden ladder went down into darkness. A waft of cold sale air greeted his face as he peered down. Did he dare? Could he? Jane and Connie peered out the one window above the sink. Joey and Molene peered cautiously out the cabin door they had open just a crack.\par \tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t see nobody.\rdblquote stated Joey.\par \tab\ldblquote Me either.\rdblquote said Jane.\par \tab Chet checked himself as he looked to Jane. She was nude. She was stretching up on the handcrafted from nature\rquote s wood-counter. \lquote lick her cunt, where she pees from; have sex with her--in her cunt where she pees from and OR her asshole, where she poops from!\rquote\par \tab The command filled him.\par \tab And not only to Jane did he have to follow thru with the bizarre deed, to Molene and Connie, too! Molene and Jane he wouldn\rquote t mind--but Connie? Connie was seven, there was just no way he could \ldblquote follow thru.\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote If you don\rquote t, we\rquote ll check when we get back, we can tell if you did what we\rquote ve told you to do.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And if we find that you DIDn\rquote t--\rdblquote\par \tab SMACK!\par \tab The sound of the hands smacking together caused him to jolt (again.)\par \tab The only option was to escape.\par \par \tab Bears.\par \tab Beware of Bears.\par \tab Bees.\par \tab Swarms of bees there be.\par \tab Poison ivy, snakes, sink holes unseen, poisonous spitting lizards, and other unknown/known hazards awaited them should they risk SMACK! And flee the cabin. They all agreed to themselves that that would be a bad idea and it was better to STAY in the cabin.\par \tab But there was an option.\par \tab No flashlight, no lantern, no light whatsoever. Chet stared down into the darkness. His curiosity was minorally \ldblquote piqued\rdblquote but also satisfied. He just wanted to know what the two men were covering up. Now he knew, a hole, a tunnel. Where it went he didn\rquote t know and beings as how it delved into the depths of a dark unknown, he was no longer curious.\par \par \tab\ldblquote W-what if they are waiting for you, down there!?\rdblquote suddenly blurted Rick.\par \tab Chet looked up to his friend, he was already to where the darkness swallowed the light, about six feet down. \lquote Thanks\rquote he gave in a stern look, \lquote asshole.\rquote Rick shrugged, \ldblquote Maybe not.\rdblquote he offered in hope.\par \tab Carefully Chet continued his descent into the bleak cold darkness.\par \tab It wasn\rquote t that far to go--ten feet or so. His eyes needed time (again) to adjust to the darkness. It was earth, a cave of such dug out of the earth. \par \tab\ldblquote We catch any of you away from the cabin, escaping, causing a fuss or commotion and its back into that cave.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And we\rquote ll seal it up, too!\rdblquote\par \tab Would being under the cabin constitute \ldblquote escape?\rdblquote\par \tab He sighed and tried to feel his way about.\par \tab\ldblquote Can you see anything?\rdblquote called down Rick.\par \tab\ldblquote Not a damn thing.\rdblquote returned Chet.\par \tab\ldblquote Coming down.\rdblquote Rick said, and he was bring a stick of wood, a stick of burning wood Molene had handed him. It helped illuminate the new room. A lot. And a \ldblquote room\rdblquote was what it was, partially reinforced by planks of wood and corrugated tin.\par \tab\tab\par \tab The light from the wood helped, it was a long sturdy hunk of wood, the boys took a quick look around--they saw nothing more than a small room about 12 feet in diameter. There seemed to be no way out, no other door, passage, or tunnel.\par \tab The room was empty, there were crates, crudely made and constructed, but crates nevertheless. Galvanized pails, galvanized washtubs, pick axes, shovels, a wooden cot, a hammer, and nails.\par \tab No other visible way out.\par \tab The boys (not thinking) rummaged about the room, they may have thought more clearly (especially about the previous items mentioned) had it not been for the \ldblquote other\rdblquote find they found: behind the one great crate the boys went snooping, hoping for a hidden passage. They found instead a canvas tarp, discolored it was and apparently something was wrapped within.\par \tab Being curious and boys the two took pains and efforts to unroll the 6-foot wide object--\par \tab And a skeleton hand came to be.\par \tab The boys stared at the hand, it wasn\rquote t totally skeletonized, it still had the resemblance of--of--meat. The boys were petrified. The hand was still attached to an arm, the arm of which was still wrapped up in the canvas.\par \tab The boys scurried up the ladder, Rick dropping the \ldblquote light\rdblquote source. But he didn\rquote t care. Once topside the boys quickly shut the trap door and sat on it.\par \tab They had the full attention of the girls and Joey.\par \tab\ldblquote Something down there?\rdblquote inquired inquisitively Molene.\par \tab\ldblquote Uh-huh.\rdblquote replied a terrified Chet.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote asked Jane.\par \tab Neither boy said. They sat on the trap door trying to fill their minds with something other than what they had seen.\par \tab\ldblquote I gotta potty!\rdblquote spoke up Connie.\par \tab That helped. That helped a lot.\par \tab Willing the boys left the trapdoor, they went out of the cabin, they all did. Jane took Molene to one side and the rest took in their surroundings.\par \tab Rick took a step to one side, turned and peed into the nearby bush. Molene wrinkled her nose and looked about, she met Chet\rquote s eyes and they held the look for a moment or two. Then, Chet\rquote s eyes drifted downward.\par \tab He couldn\rquote t help it. She was pretty.\par \tab Pretty flat. She WAS getting \ldblquote lumpy\rdblquote , but still\'85\par \tab Timidly Molene twisted on her feet, her hands blocked absolute viewing of her cunny, but as she twisted the whole of her young body there was a pretty good look available for viewing.\par \tab After a while Chet noticed the girl grinning, smiling--and blushing.\par \tab Jane and Connie came into view, returning to the door of the cabin, paying heed to the earlier warning from their abductors. Both girls raised eyebrows and little Connie grinned big. She pointed, too, Jane shooed her inside the cabin and Chet became aware that he had a boner!\par \tab Molene turned away and made to the opposite side of the cabin of where Jane and Connie had \ldblquote gone.\rdblquote Rick hung loose, looking into the woods, playing with himself nonchalantly, checking Molene and slowly getting an erection\'85\par \tab He finally made for the cabin, though, and Chet made for Molene.\par \tab At the side of the graying timber planks that made up the hunter\rquote s cabin Molene stood with legs apart, ass pooched out (towards him), leaning forward some against a pile of small diameter lodge pole trees serving as some sort of fence or something. As Chet approached she turned her to almost front, but cocked it at the shoulder--possibly allowing her to see just a view of Chet\rquote s approach.\par \tab He stopped just some feet from her.\par \tab Molene began to pee.\par \tab A steady stream of urine spilled forth from her hairless pussy.\par \tab Chet\rquote s dick was hard.\par \tab Mighty hard.\par \tab Damn hard.\par \tab Lightly methodically he stroked his organ. Molene peed and finished in just a few seconds. She then rubbed a hand onto her ass, tossing her head to clear it of loose strands of long hair. With the sunlight filtering through the forest trees, cascading onto the lovely, Chet was beginning to shoot jizum.\par \tab And once a guy gets that feeling in his nads and it surges up into his dick, there\rquote s no stopping. It would take Leatherface come busting out of the woods with his chainsaw roaring to frighten the hard-on into oblivion. But since Leatherface wasn\rquote t--Chet continued to masturbate and cum.\page\tab Molene turned about fully, avoiding her \ldblquote puddle\rdblquote and stepping a foot or so closer. She leaned against the cabin, twiddling with her long shiny black hair, no longer concealing her nudity. \par \tab Chet\rquote s eyes fell onto the girl\rquote s cunny. It was a marvel, hairless--he was oblivious to the fact that girls got hair between their legs--he was not all that aware about his own pubes!\par \tab\ldblquote How do you think they can tell if we\rquote ve had sex?\rdblquote Molene asked.\par \tab Chet didn\rquote t know. He searched his noggin\rquote s data base, but that info was kind of a void. He knew very little about sex, it was beyond his reach. It was what parents did, or teenagers. Just HOW it was done was kind of elusive to him.\par \tab Molene\rquote s head was bowed, she continued to fiddle with her hair, legs sort of crossed as she leaned. The sunlight cascading on her nude body really did something for him. (for me, too!)\par \tab A moment of silence came between them.\par \tab Chet\rquote s dick was still somewhat hard, he was used to cumming, shooting bits of jizum out of his piss shank, but this go \lquote round it felt kinda different. It remained mostly stiff just the same afterwards.\par \tab\ldblquote So, do you know how to do it?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Do what?\rdblquote\par \tab Molene looked a little perturbed and continued to stare at the ground as well as fiddle with her hair. Chet felt embarrassed, \par \tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote Sex. He had a vague idea, his hard dick went somehow into her where she peed. Somehow.\par \tab\ldblquote Do you think they are doing it?\rdblquote Molene blurted.\par \tab\ldblquote They?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Rick and Jane.\rdblquote\par \tab Oh. \ldblquote Uh, I-I don\rquote t know.\rdblquote wanna go watch and see?\par \tab Molene began twirling her fingers in her hair, she again shook her head and locked eyes on him. Casually she adjusted her stance and then her eyes came to rest on his rod.\par \tab More silence between them.\par \par \tab\ldblquote We might supposed to do it in the cabin, inside the cabin.\rdblquote suggested Chet at length. Molene tugged on her lips thoughtfully. She nodded,\par \tab\ldblquote Maybe so.\rdblquote but why?\par \tab\ldblquote Do you think we--I--uhm, should we--\rdblquote Chet got cold feet and embarrassed and looked about the area. He changed gears, \ldblquote Maybe we should--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Should what?\rdblquote asked inquisitively Molene. She looked to him shyly, almost smiling, still twiddling with her hair.\par \tab\ldblquote I-I was just thinking maybe we should--\rdblquote\par \tab Molene looked at him, giving him a helpful look to help him get his stuck sentence out.\par \tab\ldblquote Run.\rdblquote he finally said.\par \tab\ldblquote Run?\rdblquote Molene took the word and digested.\par \tab\ldblquote You heard what they said, bears, bees, and snakes. And if they catch us\'85\rdblquote she didn\rquote t finish, she didn\rquote t need to.\par \tab Chet was getting desperate. What he wanted to say was completely opposite of what he did say. The strength in his cock was waning.\par \tab\ldblquote We should probably go inside.\rdblquote Molene said.\par \tab Chet felt like an idiot.\par \tab He sighed and turned. Molene slipped up beside him and they came to the front (and only) door of the cabin. The door WAS open a crack, the two peered in\'85\par \par \tab At the table in the chair, Rick sat with his legs open, Jane on her knees before sucking his pee-pee. Chet felt his cock suddenly stiffen ten-fold, it pressed against Molene\rquote s ass and he felt an uncontrollable urge--an urge to put his hands on Molene\rquote s hips.\par \tab So he did.\par \tab Molene looked over her shoulder at him--but didn\rquote t move or scratch his eyes out. In fact, she moved her bare butt so as his cock was against it. Chet was stunned. He didn\rquote t do anything. Molene looked back to him, he looked to her and still did nothing.\par \tab Molene slightly shook her head, she reached her hand back and placed it between her legs. She then closed her legs and moved back and forth along his prick.\par \tab Inside the cabin, Rick was cumming off into Jane\rquote s mouth.\par \tab The girl retched and gagged and splurted the ooze back onto the boy\rquote s dick. She sat back on her knees spitting her mouth clean. She stood and made her way to the sink for some drink of water. She noted Molene\rquote s head at the door crack. She smiled and winked and went on.\par \tab Rick masturbated, squeezed his balls and was awash in sexual fulfillment. Joey and Connie sat on the mattresses with the blankets about them--watching.\page\tab\ldblquote I guess I should do that.\rdblquote stated Molene standing up and turning to face Hard-on Chet.\par \tab Chet gulped. \ldblquote D-do-do what?\rdblquote\par \tab He got a \ldblquote you gotta be kidding\rdblquote look from Molene.\par \tab Surprisingly, she wrapped her fingers about his prong.\par \tab\lquote Oh.\rquote sort of knowing what she was talking about. Most anything that was on his mind was quickly obliterated by the girl\rquote s touch. He stared into her eyes. The why and wherefore reasoning of why she was so complacent, why she was so willing, why she wasn\rquote t absolutely freaking out was mystifying to say the least. \par \tab Why any of them weren\rquote t upset more than they were he couldn\lquote t fathom; only Joey and Connie seemed more phased by the horrendous goings on than the others. For himself and Rick he could sort of understand, they were boys. The situation was perilous and not entirely good. As for the girls, though; they should be frightened out of their wits, pissed off, or balling up in a baby formation (fetal) having fits.\par \tab But they weren\rquote t.\par \tab\lquote Oh God!\rquote Chet cried out to himself. Molene began \ldblquote working\rdblquote his organ, locking her dark eyes into his. He could feel a slight surge in his balls, starting to surge at the base of his dick where Molene\rquote s hand was.\par \tab Molene\rquote s free hand was--was--he dared to look, to look down. He had seen movement--but his mind had been a little \ldblquote pre-occupied\rdblquote to pay much attention. \tab \par \tab Molene\rquote s free hand was rubbing its fingers up and down her vagina, her pussy. This only caused poor Hard-on Chet to begin shooting a little cum. One shot splashed against Molene\rquote s trim flat belly. The sunlight striking her made her skin golden, Chet was melting.\par \tab Molene on her knees stared at the cum squirter. She puresed her lips was hit on the forehead by a jutting gob of Chet\rquote s cum. She herself curiously wondered how the Abductor\rquote s would know if they had completed the tasks assigned to them. She had no idea. None. But she knew that they were serious and she did NOT wish to be returned to that tunnel-cave \ldblquote and be sealed in.\rdblquote\par \tab Jane had sucked on Rick\rquote s dick, Molene paused. She shut her eyes and leaned in.\par \tab Again, Hard-on Chet lost all thought\'85\page\tab Methodically, instinctively, he rocked. He brought his prick in and out of Molene\rquote s tight mouth as she wrapped her lips about his pole and sucked. It was beyond belief. One of her hands cupped his barely-there hairy balls, the other caressed his bare ass.\par \tab He was cumming.\par \tab Gobs of his jiz were splashing into Molene\rquote s mouth, down the back of her throat. The sensation was sensational. It didn\rquote t last too long, though; he fired off one more round and felt a sudden \ldblquote decline\rdblquote in his orgasm. He had the same feeling while humping his hand or his bed.\par \tab What was it like? He wondered. Rick had sucked one of the Abductor\rquote s cock, Jane had sucked Rick, and Molene\rquote s was servicing him. What was the taste of dick?\par \tab Molene sat back licking her lips. Cum was still evident on her forehead and cheeks of her face. She made no facial expressions explaining her distaste of cock and its goo. \par \par Bag Your Limit\par \tab Watching someone else \ldblquote perform\rdblquote was enticing.\par \tab Rick and Jane had seen Molene sucking on Chet. It had helped Rick get stiff again. (Little Joey was \ldblquote stiff\rdblquote , too, but his was concealed under the blankets he and Connie were under.)\par \tab Molene and Chet re-entered the cabin, shutting its door.\par \tab Molene and Jane exchanged glances, Chet and Rick exchanged looks, noting one another\rquote s stiff puds. The boys chewed thoughtfully on their lips, contemplating and trying to determine what to do nextly.\par \tab The girls already knew.\par \tab\ldblquote girls suck the boys, each girl to each boy.\rdblquote\par \tab Both girls sighed and stood together. Jane was more apprehensive about the task, Molene the same. The boys were blank. Rick still in his chair, Chet standing just a few feet into the cabin.\par \tab Finally, Jane stepped forward and faced Chet. Molene stepped to Rick and went to her knees. The girls eyed up the boys\rquote cocks and contemplated their tasks.\par \tab The boys still didn\rquote t fully comprehend, but\'85\par \tab Chet checked Jane. He had always liked her but she didn\rquote t like-like him--not in the manner of boyfriend-girlfriend. There was the 2-yr age difference for one. Like Molene, Jane had no fur or fuzz on her naked cunny. She was a cute girl, though--especially butt bare assed naked.\par \tab Jane eased to her knees, Molene was working Rick\rquote s dick.\par \tab Not a significant amount, not like the previous unloading, but enough to make Jane wince and retch just the same. Spunk matter had splashed mostly inside her mouth, but as she had retched and gagged cum gobs had soiled her face, hair, and left ear.\par \tab Molene didn\rquote t retch and fully sucked Rick until he blasted his load completely inside her mouth. Both boys had no more to give, not for a while anyways. They had been sexually stirred by watching the other (girl) do the sucking deed.\par \tab Afterwards they got a drink of water, noted the cans of food stacked on the counter, and waited.\par \tab The afternoon was wiling away. There was something lingering, something more to do. It was on the minds of Chet, Rick, Molene and Jane. They knew. The girls EACH had to suck the BOYS each. And in turn, the boys EACH had to lick/suck the girls EACH. Thereafter, before the Abductors returned, full one-on-one sex. And in that, too; the BOYS had to stick the girls, in where they peed or pooped from. EACH!\par \tab Despite being young, Joey and Connie understood. They had been holding back. They were not so up on the activity of sexual deeds, they had seen dogs hooked up and understood lightly about what their parents did. Kissing and holding hands was the limit to understand what teenagers did.\par \tab Jane and Molene sighed. Joey. They had to each one suck him.\par \tab Joey knew it. He was a little scared. A little concerned. Moral fibers were within him, he went to Sunday School, had good solid Christian parents, he knew some bad words (Shit, Piss, Hell, and Damn). Bigger words he had heard but not too often.\par \tab Jane and Molene came to the blanketed tyke. They went to their knees and remained silent. Chet and Rick stood by the table, masturbating, massaging their cock-sucked aching cocks. Connie eyed the boys, then eyed the girls--then back to the masturbating boys. The conceptual task that SHE, too, had to SUCK Chet and Rick was vague to her.\par \tab Joey finally sighed. He picked his nose and then his ear and stood up, the blanket that had been draped about him fell away. He was nude and hard. Both Molene and Jane grinned and then blushed. Connie pulled her blanket around her a little tighter. She was mere inches from Joey.\par \tab Jane tugged lightly on Joey\rquote s schlong and his dangling testicles. She was a little worried, sucking on Rick and Chet was one thing, but Joey was a little boy, younger than she. A moral fiber was twitching within her.\page\tab Joey was somewhat enthused about the deed. Having his balls fondle and his cock sucked was a new experience. He kinda liked it. He didn\rquote t move back and forth but stood riveted to the floor watching Jane work her way up and down his four inch cock.\par \tab She worked it.\par \tab And worked it.\par \tab And then worked it some more.\par \tab She caressed his very smooth ass and sucked him whole, managing to engulf his tiny balls and suck. Molene sitting right beside her looked on in some astonishment. Naked Chet and Rick came over and flanked the girls, watching Jane work. Connie still exhibited some fright, concern, and embarrassment. She avoided looking at the boys\rquote nakedness, but DID watch Jane sucking.\par \par \tab After a time the boy pulled back. There was a \ldblquote feeling\rdblquote that tingled and seethed throughout his body. He could deal with it partly, but other than that, enough was enough.\par \tab Jane looked to Molene, \ldblquote That stuff didn\rquote t come out.\rdblquote\par \tab Molene didn\rquote t know what to say.\par \tab\ldblquote I-I don\rquote t think it comes out until you\rquote re my age.\rdblquote stated Rick.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, I-I didn\rquote t start that stuff until just last year!\rdblquote quipped Chet.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote said Jane.\par \tab The girls looked to Connie.\par \tab Connie\rquote s eyes wildly flirted about, \lquote No way.\rquote she knew. She knew what was in store and what she was supposed to do. But no way. That was gross. It was just too gross to go thru with. No way.\par \tab\ldblquote If you don\rquote t,\rdblquote spoke up Rick, \ldblquote we\rquote re all gonna get it.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, you heard what those two men said,\rdblquote spoke up Molene, \ldblquote we ALL have to do one another.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote If we don\rquote t they\rquote re going to spank us--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And stuff us back inside that cave!\rdblquote\tab chimed in Chet.\par \tab Connie mulled it over. The cave was a bad place. Being spanked didn\rquote t thrill her, either. She mulled it over. And over. And then over some more before reluctantly leaning in and licking Joey\rquote s dick head.\par \tab It was a start.\par \par \tab The \ldblquote taste\rdblquote of cock was not overly appealing to young Connie. She engulfed the \ldblquote whole thang\rdblquote only after encouragement and insistence from Jane and Molene. \ldblquote You gotta suck it all!\rdblquote insisted Jane. \page\tab Connie was a little distraught. It wasn\rquote t so much as the fact that the cock tasted \ldblquote foul\rdblquote in her mouth--it was just that there was \ldblquote COCK\rdblquote in her mouth! She closed her eyes tight and engulfed the member wholly. She spent just a couple of minutes before stopping and shaking her head, she was thru.\par \tab Joey was--was--awed. Speechless and mindless.\par \tab For Connie, though, her task wasn\rquote t finished.\par \tab Rick and Chet stood, stroking their boners.\par \tab Jane leaned in and whispered to Connie.\par \tab Connie\rquote s mouth dropped, her eyes widened in horror. She looked to Chet, to Rick, back to Chet, back to Rick. She licked her lips--not in anticipation. She gulped and squeezed the life out of the blanket she had pulled to her. Slowly she shook her head. \lquote no way.\rquote no friggin way!\par \tab Yes way.\par \tab Both Molene and Jane spent several minutes coaxing the young girl. The warnings from the two men were re-issued to the frightened girl, \ldblquote we\rquote re in a bad situation and if we want to get out of it alive we\rquote ve got to do what they tell us.\rdblquote said Jane.\par \tab Molene concurred.\par \tab Connie bowed her head. She couldn\rquote t. she just couldn\rquote t. could she?\par \par \tab She could.\par \tab She was helped by Jane who directed her to suck on Rick.\par \tab Rick did nothing but stand with his mighty erection at the ready.\par \tab Chet\rquote s bone got harder watching the blowjob in action. He tried not to think of Connie, although that was damn difficult to do. She was pretty, and pretty young. A moral fiber in himself twitched.\par \tab\ldblquote Is it coming?\rdblquote inquired Jane, so noting the look on Rick\rquote s face, his butt cheeks flexing, biting his lips, clenching fist and rocking into Connie\rquote s mouth. He nodded his head that it was so.\par \tab Connie pulled out and away. No way was she going to let that \ldblquote stuff\rdblquote splash in (or even ON) her. No way.\par \tab Jean wrapped her mouth about Rick\rquote s dick head and took the goo herself. Rick pulled on his dick and squeezed it at the base and emptied himself one more time.\par \tab Getting Connie to take her turn sucking Chet was a trick. The young girl was frightened, horrified, and found the deed of cocksucking displeasing.\page\tab But the fear of being spanked and stuffed back into the cave prompted her to \ldblquote suck\rdblquote one more time. She wept and sobbed and almost wailed, but kissed Chet\rquote s dick and then engulfed the head.\par \tab Moments later she was sucking the whole of his prick, tossing her head side to side; retching and gagging as Chet\rquote s dick was a scooch bigger than Rick\rquote s.\par \tab\par \tab More drinks of water, hair fiddling, long bouts of silence.\par \tab At length Chet and Rick looked to one another, \par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote re supposed to do the girls.\rdblquote\par \tab Jane and Molene looked to one another in mild astonishment. Girls didn\rquote t have dicks, so thought was required on the concept of \ldblquote do what the girls do to you.\rdblquote \ldblquote they suck you, you suck them. Same place, same area. Figure it out yourself!\rdblquote\par \tab Molene and Jane sat shoulder to shoulder. Jane opened her legs some and peered down. She never really paid much attention to her private area, she peed from there, she wiped it clean, and washed it--mostly done without even thinking about it!\par \tab (same with taking a crap, you don\rquote t really think about it, you just poop, wipe, and get the hell out!)\par \tab Jane mulled. Molene lightly fingered herself, her sex, thinking.\par \tab The boys fondled themselves, sitting on the mattresses and blankets.\par \tab The four looked to one another. \ldblquote I-I\rquote m not exactly sure I know what we\rquote re supposed to do, but\'85\rdblquote Molene situated herself and laid out on the mattress and blankets.\par \tab\ldblquote How are they (the abductors) going to know if we did anything?\rdblquote\par \tab Chet shrugged as he looked at the lovely naked Jane. She looked to one side where Molene had laid out. Both boys, Chet and Rick, were getting stiff, again. They stared at Molene\rquote s nudity, mostly at her dainty naked pussy, \lquote where she PEED from.\rquote\par \tab Chet leaned down.\par \tab\ldblquote You don\rquote t\rquote gotta PEE now, do you?\rdblquote he asked off the cuff.\par \tab Molene giggled some, Jane giggled a lot.\par \tab Chet went down and got an eyeful of the girl\rquote s cunny.\par \tab Lick-lick-lick\par \tab It wasn\rquote t so bad. Kinda odd, an odd taste. A little salty.\par \tab Molene giggled some more and twisted her young nude body. Chet placed his hands at the crease of her legs, helping to hold them open whilst he dined.\page\tab Jane was all kinds of enthused and curious.\par \tab So was Rick.\par \tab So was Molene!\par \tab Enthused by Molene\rquote s herky-jerky movements Chet found himself enticed and began to nosh on Molene\rquote s piss slit with some eagerness. Which segued into passion and gusto. Little Molene twisted and finally began to giggle so that she had to make Chet stop.\par \tab He did.\par \tab Chet didn\rquote t get too much out of the deal, his cock was re-initialized into stiff mode and needed to be \ldblquote relieved.\rdblquote tasting a girl\rquote s pussy he could now say he had done.\par \tab Jane was fidgety, it was her turn. She was giddy and somewhat eager to be licked on; but still apprehensive and nervous. It was that moral fiber twitching again.\par \tab At length, though, she shrugged it off and laid beside Molene, knees up, legs open. She stared up to the rafters, she could fill her heart beating and a strange feeling existed within her body as a whole.\par \tab Rick was closest to her so he \ldblquote went down on her\rdblquote . The rest watched.\par \tab In awe. In awesome awe. Jane twitched as if she, too, were being tickled. But she, too, like Molene, was a little concerned about the doings of being licked out. It was strange, it was kinda gross, it was weird and definitely bizarre.\par \tab Just a few minutes--and then Chet licked on her while Rick took his turn on Molene.\par \tab It was still unknown how the abductors could tell if the kids had complied. It was beyond their understanding so they did what they were supposed to do and let it be.\par \tab Again, the girls had to talk at some length to convince Joey and Connie to join in. Joey was just plain scared, Connie was a little more than that. But compliance was not just necessary it was mandatory. None of them wanted to be spanked or sealed up in the cave.\par \tab So Connie and Joey participated in the \ldblquote lickings.\rdblquote\par \par \tab To say the least--it was interesting. Joey went down on Connie first, Chet and Rick followed in suit. Joey tongued on Jane nextly and then Molene. He kinda liked it. It was different and not so much unlike licking ice cream. Chet and Molene kinda akinned it that way, too--they kinda liked licking pussy--even to Connie as young as she was!\page\tab Connie flipped about and giggled and was highly ticklish and not too keen on having her cunny touched let alone licked by a boy\rquote s tongue!\tab She wasn\rquote t too overly keen with giving head jobs, either.\par \tab But by the mid of the afternoon type time, all three boys had licked the pussy of all three girls. All three girls had sucked the schlong of all three boys.\par \tab It was time for another drink of water, a walk outside to pee and do a Number Two, a look around, a long-long listen. There was still the notion of making a run for it.\par \tab\ldblquote But where?\rdblquote followed by, \ldblquote We don\rquote t know where we are or where to go?\rdblquote\par \tab Molene made a good point, and it was so noted. Chet thought of the bears, the bees, the snakes. Those things wouldn\rquote t be good to run into, and if they should run into those two men--that would be worse!\par \tab\ldblquote Sooooo, was there something-anything else we were supposed to do?\rdblquote inquired Rick. (knowing full well that there was--maybe.)\par \tab The kids looked to one another trying to think of what the Abductors had said. \par \tab\ldblquote We did stuff already.\rdblquote said Rick.\par \tab\ldblquote There was something else.\rdblquote stated Chet.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote asked Jane.\par \tab Chet let it dwell on his mind, trying to conjure the manner in which to present it. There was a proper way and an immoral way. \par \tab Molene looked to him. She knew, too. She pursed her lips and gave him a long-long look. It made Chet nervous, uncomfortable and he looked to the floor. The kids all sat similarly on their butts and their arms about their knees--deep in thought.\par \tab\ldblquote They want us to do it.\rdblquote\par \tab All eyes went to Molene.\par \tab Chet let out his breath.\par \tab He was a little vague on the concept of \ldblquote do it.\rdblquote\par \tab So was everyone else.\par \tab They had the shared basic idea. Implementing was the next trick.\par \tab It was a sure bet little Connie wasn\rquote t going to put up with any of it.\par \tab\ldblquote Sooooo, what do we do?\rdblquote chirped Rick.\par \tab No one spoke. All was quiet and still.\page\tab Molene sighed and stared at the floor, her fidgety-wiggly toes. She tossed her head to clear loose strands of hair and then--\par \tab Then?\par \tab She laid down. She laid out on one of the mattresses as if preparing herself to be licked out some more. She lay straight, staring up to the rafters. \ldblquote You have to get on top of me.\rdblquote she said.\par \tab Chet and Rick looked to one another. \lquote Oh?\rquote\par \tab Rick nudged Chet. Molene seemed to be \ldblquote his\rdblquote girl so he should go first. (Rick didn\rquote t mind sloppy seconds!) Chet gulped and was nervous, sweating and mildly curious about what he was about to do.\par \tab Slowly and on trembling weak arms and legs he turned to be on all fours and then come onto Molene. She lay straight as a board, as was just as flat. her skin was not lily white, like Jane\rquote s, but kinda tan, almost golden in an odd way. Chet straddled her and waited. Molene rolled her eyes. She scooted her body so as she was more under him and \ldblquote in position.\rdblquote\par \tab After a moment or so and \ldblquote nothing\rdblquote Molene reached up and pulled him down onto her body. His hardness rested on her pussy. He locked his arms as she struggled dome under him, he pushed his body up from crushing her, save for his pelvic region. Molene\rquote s hands smoothed over his butt, her legs parted \ldblquote automatically\rdblquote and then began trying to guide Chet\rquote s prong into her body.\par \tab Penetration was not so easy as it would seem.\par \tab Both realized the resistance wasn\rquote t going well. Neither knew why. Molene did what she could to allow hornyboy better angle. \ldblquote It\rquote s not in.\rdblquote she proclaimed. \ldblquote It\rquote s not GOING in.\rdblquote shot back Chet.\par \tab The boy finally began dragging his prick up and down her slicked cunny, determined to make entry, to find a way to--to--fuck? It dawned on him. Sex equaled fuck. To fuck was to have sex. What a dope! He should have fingered that out already!\par \tab There was strong resistance; she was tight and it just didn\rquote t seem like his cock was capable of going into where she peed from. Maybe she had to pee?\par \tab Suddenly, though, Molene\rquote s cunny was moist enough and seemed like it drew Chet\rquote s prick straight in! There was a slight momentary discomfort, a sharp damning pain that quickly gave way to pleasure. Chet was \ldblquote in\rdblquote , Molene gripped his arms and clung to him as Chet began the act that was fucking.\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }