{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par Book 6\par Journeying\par Chapter 25\par Final Jeopardy \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par \par What\rquote s going on here?\par \tab\ldblquote What are they doing?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t know, and I\rquote m sure I don\rquote t WANT to know.\rdblquote\par \tab The breeze that had been cool moments earlier had brought a new smell other than heavy pine--death. It was overwhelming and very unpleasant.\par \tab It was also revolting.\par \tab It also shed light on what had been found earlier in the day.\par \tab Some miles out from Fort Forrestville, Forrest entered into a grove of forest he had not explored. He had seen the grove before during his hunts and scouts, but in the many months since being in the area, he had stayed clear of the grove.\par \tab The trees of the grove were unlike any other. The trees were no more than ten inches in diameter, gray bark, no leaves or needles. For the most part they appeared to be dead. \par \tab There were no birds or any other signs of life within the grove. The trees were a sharp contrast to the surrounding forest. It was all about just plain spooky and no one ventured in.\par \tab Forrest, though, did. After leaving the place of his namesake he felt drawn to the strange grove. And he was very aware of being followed. And he knew who it was. He held up before making entry into the new forest, a twig snapped and a low branch smacked his stalwart companion whose stealthy try needed improving.\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote s aren\rquote t going in there, huh?\rdblquote the boy said knowing he had given himself away.\par \tab\ldblquote Yep, I are.\rdblquote he waited a moment before the boy finally came to stand by his side. He was growing up to be quite the lad, not very muscular, but okay just the same. His hair was growing longer, unstyled. He needed a bath, a shampoo, and such as the like, but be that as it may, Austin was a good handsome lad and a better companion.\page\tab Forrest took a step to the woods, he cocked his head as if he had heard something. He wasn\rquote t sure. He waited. \par \tab\ldblquote Shouldn\rquote t we get back--\rdblquote queried the young lad.\par \tab\ldblquote Probably.\rdblquote\par \tab Austin hated when he said that. He sighed adjusted the leather suit he wore, it scratched and itched him and was not quite a good fit--his old clothes had long since become useless.\par \tab Forrest stepped closer--closer and closer still until he was one foot away from entering the strange forest. The trees were all snug tightly together making a suitable trek virtually impassable. No grass, it didn\rquote t have a chance. Lots of dark gray moss and lichen, though. Some of the trees stretched far up to the dismal sky above some 100-150 feet. Most, though were barely 15 feet, but seemed to spread out, intermingling with the other trees.\par \tab Austin was about to say something when Forrest stepped into the woods.\par \tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote he exclaimed, then hitched up his ill-fitting britches and followed in.\par \par \tab Inside the new forest was like having stepped inside a new world.\par \tab It was cold. It was gray with visibility no more than ten to twelve feet in any direction. There, too, was a since of loss of direction. The outstretching limbs of the trees had sharp points on them, nodules and a funk that was almost as bad as body odor of a human.\par \tab\ldblquote Tell me why we\rquote re here again?\rdblquote spoke Austin.\par \tab\ldblquote Curiosity.\rdblquote\par \tab Austin furrowed his brow, rolling his eyes in thought, \lquote Uh, isn\rquote t there a saying about that? Curiosity, something about a cat and being killed?\rquote He kept the saying to himself and followed his forever pal thru the thick trees.\par \tab There came a small ravine, or gorge, gully, whatever. It wasn\rquote t very wide nor deep and looked very muchly like a \ldblquote wound\rdblquote , a knife wound if you will, cutting thru the forest floor.\par \tab It was very damp and almost concealed by grayish overgrowth of gray moss and heavy lichen. A most horrendous odor there was coming from the \ldblquote wound.\rdblquote Forrest couldn\rquote t see into the wound itself, he guessed it ran a hundred yards and was in places deeper than thought.\par \tab Finding the ground at the wound\rquote s edge kinda soft and spongy, Forrest was mindful to be wary lest he fall in.\page\tab So much for that. Austin leaned for over, lost his balance and tumbled in. Forrest made a made scramble to reach his companion but the boy\rquote s weight coupled with tumbling into a small ravine/chasm pulled Forrest in, too.\par \tab As previously stated, it wasn\rquote t deep, ten feet.\par \tab And as spongy was the forest floor at the edge of the wound, it was so at the bottom, too.\par \tab\ldblquote You okay?\rdblquote Forrest asked of his young friend.\par \tab\ldblquote Someone pushed me!\rdblquote exclaimed Forrest. Forrest looked up, but there was no one there looking down. His mind jumped back to the very instance that Austin was leaning over.\par \tab Out of the corner of his eye Forrest had seen movement.\par \tab A tree. A tree limb. It had MOVED!\par \tab He blinked his eyes and dismissed a \ldblquote living tree\rdblquote , that was bunk.\par \tab Wasn\rquote t it?\par \tab There were too many strange things to totally dismiss a tree limb \ldblquote pushing\rdblquote someone into a chasm. He believed rather than Austin had snagged the tree limb and somehow the limb had snapped letting go or something like that. Something like that.\par \tab To say it was spooky at the bottom of the chasm was an understatement. The earth was cold and smelly. And there was life in the curved walls of the chasm, bugs.\par \tab Insects crawled all about the crumbly dark brown earth, the trees of the forest had equally odd roots--all intertwined amongst one another with nodules all along the exposed roots as well as oddly twisted tuber-like swellings.\par \tab It was damp and none to pleasant where they were, to one side of them the chasm was very narrow and seemed to actually end in a sort of upward angle. To their left down the chasm seemed better. Seemed.\par \tab The overhanging moss teemed with life, too. Minute insects scurried all about. They stung when on exposed skin and seemed like they were trying to borrow in!\par \tab The chasm-gully was wide in some places, shoulder width in others. It remained ever constantly ten to twelve feet to the overhanging edge, though. In some places it was very damp to where it was actually muddy. Some areas the gully was dry and crumbly.\par \tab Always going downward, though.\par \tab And then there was the body.\page\tab It was gray from what light filtered down into the chasm revealed. It was tall, it had black boots, a black belt, gray trousers with a strip on the sides, a gray shirt with medals on one side of the only pocket.\par \tab The body itself--the head was large, hairless, and misshapen--but that was mainly due in part to the fact that it seemed to be devoid of structure--and on closer inspection, Forrest found it had no bone structure. It also had no blood.\par \tab The poor creature was not human, but human-like in that it had eyes, and a mouth. No ears, but there were holes where ears should be. Its eyes were huge orbs of black. No nose but like the ears, holes where the nose should be.\par \tab Forrest guessed it to be approx. six and a half feet tall. Narrow hips, about 34 Mens Universal. Long hands, trimmed nails. Its skull/head was a kind of pale yellow. The mouth was a tight no-lip round orifice.\par \tab There was a side arm--a weapon.\par \tab It lay just as it had fallen out of the creature\rquote s hand. It very muchly resembled a regular pistol, almost a German Lugar, but modernized, updated, and kind of science-fictictiony outer-space (slash) Hollywood prop type.\par \tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know who you are, bud,\rdblquote Forrest said, \ldblquote but rest in peace.\rdblquote\par \tab He guessed the creature had fallen and broken something. Forrest couldn\rquote t believe that the creature was boneless, he had to have had some sort of bone structure, his very head suggested that. He must have fallen and broken his back or something and was unable to move.\par \tab Was he alone?\par \tab Why had his bones gone to liquid?\par \tab More questions than answers.\par \tab Austin wasn\rquote t too into the creepy Spaceman, he had found a narrow passage to continue their trek.\par \par \tab\ldblquote No fire?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No fire.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Sorry.\rdblquote\par \tab Austin really wished he had his old clothes, or some sort of batting or inner lining as the raw leather was rubbing and itching him raw. \lquote how the fuck did the Indian do it!?\rquote\page\tab Berries and nuts and other assorted meager foodstuffs was their evening meal. It was late and they had walked a long ways after leaving the chasm. The woods were still thick, still gray, still spooky. After exiting the chasm it was still a downward descent, the two travelers continued to go down as going back up would be a bitch.\par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote re not going back to the fort, huh?\rdblquote asked Austin already knowing.\par \tab Forrest sighed and shook his head.\par \tab\ldblquote Not right off.\rdblquote he said.\par \tab Austin knew better, it was more likely, \ldblquote not ever.\rdblquote\par \tab Without a fire for camping thru the night, Austin cinched his young tired body up and rested on the ground. Back at the fort there would be a stew, cornbread, and someone to fuck. As he passed into sleep, he noted, \lquote well, life with him is never dull.\rquote\par \par \tab Austin\rquote s sleep was rudely disturbed sometime later. A hand came to his mouth followed by a \ldblquote shhhh.\rdblquote\par \tab The boy sat up. It was pitch black, black as pitch--not even his hand before his face could he see. There\rquote s dark and then there\rquote s damn dark. A hand gently pulled him to his feet and pulled him along by the elbow.\par \tab\ldblquote Keep your head down.\rdblquote \par \tab Austin did so, bending over his body and shuffling along,\par \tab\ldblquote Pick your feet up.\rdblquote \par \tab\lquote Bitch-bitch-bitch.\rquote\par \tab Brambles and limbs with sharp points still made the trek difficult but at length they came to a great boulder. \ldblquote Gotta climb up.\rdblquote\par \tab Austin found there were some handholds, but still, climbing up without making noise about it was not easy. As he ascended the slope of the great rock, Forrest grabbed him by the collar and helped hoist him up to where there was a natural ledge. From the face of the boulder there was a natural jutting lip the curved towards the two. This gave them concealment so as they could see just beyond the rock to a small glen beyond.\par \tab In the glen there was some light.\par \tab The light stemmed from body of some creature being \ldblquote sucked\rdblquote .\par \tab A tall gray cloaked creature was doing the sucking.\par \tab From the center of the creature\rquote s body was its familiar jutting appendage, the knot at its end was in the body cavity of what used to be a human. The human\rquote s body twitched all about uncontrollably, yellowish light busted out of body all over.\page\tab The light showed that there were other \ldblquote bodies\rdblquote about the glen. There seemed to be only one Creep-Ancient, though. Well, only one could be seen.\par \tab When the Creep had finished with the human, the human\rquote s body dropped to the ground. Lifeless and boneless. The Creep\rquote s center appendage retracted into its chest and all was black as pitch once more.\par \par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve got to get back to the fort, got to warn the others!\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest held his young companion still, it was dangerous to trek the woods. He wanted to get back and warn the others as much as Austin, but they had to do so stealthfully. With Creeps in the woods\'85\par \tab When the morning had come shedding light on the situation, Forrest left the boulder and checked out the human remains.\par \tab There were several, five in facts. None were like the Spaceman in the chasm. Well, not exactly. The five humans, two men and three women, had been drained of not just life--their bones had been liquefied and their blood seemingly drained. Not noticed on the Spaceman creature, but there were small holes drilled into the noggins of the humans; grossing out Austin (and Forrest himself) he pried into the noggin of one of the humans--checking brain status.\par \tab There was none.\par \tab The Creep had drained the human body completely, the brains and internal organs, nullifying the bones, draining the blood, everything.\par \tab Somehow managing to keep himself from retching at the point of retching his balls up, Forrest saw flashes of his kindred--his \ldblquote family\rdblquote at Fort Forrestville.\par \tab The Creeps were not all what they seemed, at least the one he had seen. He didn\rquote t know about \ldblquote Joe\rdblquote Ancient, Keri had absolute trust in the creature--but she hadn\rquote t been on the rock in the middle of the night witnessing Joe\rquote s kindred having a midnight snack.\par \par \tab Going back up the way they had come was one tough son-of-a-bitch act to do. It was actually near impossible. Half a day it took just to get back to the chasm. Trying to go along the edge, keeping the wound in sight was even a more of a bitch than anticipated. The woods were thick and entwined together preventing further ascent without going into the chasm.\page\tab Not thinking clearly and getting more and more pissed off, Forrest re-entered the chasm. A feeble thought was with Austin on his shoulders the boy just might be able to reach the top where they had initially fell in the day before. And further, if the boy could get out of the chasm-wound, he could maybe pull Forrest up. If not, maybe something out in the strange woods could help.\par \tab If not, he would send Austin running as fast as he could back to the fort. Providing the boy remembered the way. Forrest knew it was a bad idea, the woods were easy to get lost in, but the way they had come was basically the ONLY way. Surely Austin could make it\'85\par \tab It was all moot anyways\'85\par \tab At the place where they had come in, Austin\rquote s finger could just touch the hanging down dry moss--he was up on Forrest\rquote s shoulders stretching up as much as he could. \par \tab\ldblquote I see a tree.\rdblquote the boy said.\par \tab\ldblquote There\rquote s a whole FOREST of trees out there, boy.\rdblquote snapped Forrest.\par \tab\ldblquote Naw, I mean, yeah, I mean, I think I can use my shirt.\rdblquote he didn\rquote t further explain but pulled off his deer leather shirt and gave it a fling to see about wrapping it about the closet tree limb--the one that had \ldblquote pushed\rdblquote him into the chasm\'85\par \tab Nope. Didn\rquote t work.\par \tab All it did was make Forrest lose his balance and they both toppled.\par \tab Shaking it off, Austin remained sitting on the spongy ground. Cocking his head to the back of the chasm he thought he saw movement.\par \tab\ldblquote What the f--\rdblquote\par \tab Forrest was standing trying to assess their fucked situation when suddenly a huge monstrous hand shot out from the closed in of the chasm, grabbed Forrest at the chest and pulled him.\par \par \tab The dirt and the back of the cave gave way, thankfully, or Forrest would have surely been broken in two for sure. His mouth and eyes were inundated with dirt and debris, mostly dirt. The hand was powerful and flung him into a new cave; he went skidding along the broken ground to wind up on his shoulders, legs up. The cave was small and filled with earthy smells, as well as incredibly offensive odors.\par \tab\ldblquote GRUNK!\rdblquote said an incredibly deep bassy voice, it was guttural and seemed stuck about half way out. Forrest couldn\rquote t see as it was underground circumstances and his situation was very fucked.\page And speaking of fucked\'85\par \tab She lay with her ass propped up in the air, her face hung right at the edge of the bed, her hands clung tightly to the bed frame railing. The horror express continued. Her pussy tingled and she wished it wouldn\rquote t. She hated admitting it but she DID feel some pleasure from the abuse, she couldn\rquote t understand it and wished to God she didn\rquote t.\par \tab But the truth was, there was a point whereas the hard spanking to her tender ass got her off. There was a limit, of course, when the bare ass beating brought her to orgasm and then beyond. The tingling lasted indefinitely and she came to a point whereas she had simply had enough.\par \tab It was then the nude bastard fucked her. When her tender bare ass, thighs, crack were searing hot, the man cinched himself up to her and stuffed her. He most always went into her asshole and humped madly, his balls slapping and fucking her hole until she could hardly stand it.\par \tab Then it (the bastard\rquote s cock) was withdrawn and stuffed into her cunny. More hard fucking followed until at length he came. Sometimes he fucked her cunny and filled it with his wicked love cream, sometimes he pulled out and re-stuffed her asshole to complete the orgasm.\par \tab How long had it been? Hours? Days? How long had she been kidnapped? How long since the \ldblquote shot\rdblquote and the single return of the kidnapper? It was only so obvious what had happened, the state trooper had been shot, killed, murdered. The nude bastard of a man was one who was not to be trifled with, he was dangerous.\par \tab Cheryl guessed a few hours since the \ldblquote shot.\rdblquote the man had come back and sat alone in the front area. After a time he left the RV but there was a lot of noise going on, the RV shook and shuddered--the man returned and seemed to have had some sort of problem moving the RV. Cheryl further guessed that the RV was \ldblquote stuck.\rdblquote\par \tab The man left the TV again and shook the coach for quite a time.\par \tab When the man returned he was covered in mud. And he was pissed off. After a shower he once more left the RV but it didn\rquote t shake or shudder. He was gone an awfully long time, returned and got some garbage bags out of a galley cabinet. He then was gone at least an hour.\par \tab When he returned a second time, he was covered in blood. The bags were full and were dropped on the galley floor. He took another shower and then started the mega RV up and moved it.\par \tab The kids cuddled up with Cheryl on the bed, Rollo on the foot of the bed. Kam Kneely was a dangerous man indeed.\page\tab After hours on the highway, the RV pulled off to a large rest stop. Once stopped the man sat in the driver\rquote s seat for awhile, then came and slipped on some clothes, picked up one of the bags and left.\par \tab He returned and made lunch for his crew, fed his dog and let it out to wander and do \ldblquote business.\rdblquote The man was quite and said nothing, the door to the RV was open while Rollo romped.\par \par \tab Time later and there was no provocation, the man came into the rear room, shutting the door he got naked and looked over the group. None had been secured, including Cheryl. Sitting down in a chair with Rollo under it, he nodded to Kellie and obediently w/o hesitation she came to him.\par \tab The man caressed her ass, squeezing the cheeks and drinking her young nude body as a whole. A finger slipped down between her legs from behind, fingering her poon. It sort of tickled, Kellie shuddered and jerked and even let out a giggle. She then was turned down across the man\rquote s lap and lightly swatted on the ass.\par \tab It didn\rquote t hurt, not a lot anyways. It was a simple smack. \par \tab The man nodded to Mitchell and the young boy with a boner scampered up to Kam\rquote s side. \par \tab\ldblquote Rub her ass.\rdblquote he was told.\par \tab Mitchell placed his hands on the girl\rquote s naked ass and rubbed, caressed, and got stiffer. Then, with the nude man pulling the girl\rquote s cheeks open, Mitchell went down (as per nodding indicating that he should do so) and licked Kellie\rquote s asshole.\par \tab After a few minutes of licking, the boy got the nod to stand up and stuff the hole with his dick. Kam fondled the boy\rquote s pumping ass, smoothing up and down the lad\rquote s leg and pressing hard his own cock against Kellie\rquote s naked belly area.\par \tab Young Mitchell humped and humped, his young testicles slapped faster and faster until finally the young lad began to cum. His young body tightened, his buttocks flinching and flexing as his cock power shot wads of young pre-teen goo into Kellie\rquote s asshole.\par \tab Kam ran his hand all over the boy\rquote s body; his chest and arms and backside. When the boy was done and done he pulled out, another stream of cum exploded out of his piss slit to anoint the girl\rquote s ass. Mitchell liked. \par \tab Afterwards, Mitchell sat on the floor fondling his cum squirter while Kellie was turned about to sit on Kam\rquote s lap. His cock pressed against the girl\rquote s cunny entrance. Kellie bit her lip hard and waited\'85\page\tab She didn\rquote t have to wait long before the man\rquote s cock began probing into her girlhood. Kellie clenched, gyrated her young-young body and winced as the manly dong penetrated her poon.\par \tab Kam\rquote s hands gripped the girl\rquote s ass, clenching tightly as his powerful cock poked its way into her body. But just the head. Kellie lay into him whimpering somewhat silently, still wincing as the powerful schlong very nearly almost did make full vaginal penetration. \par \tab Kellie was eased to the floor; the man placing his hand behind the girl\rquote s head pushing down to kiss and then swallow his cock. Kellie brushed back some of her long sleek raven black hair and obediently engulfed the dong.\par \tab Kellie\rquote s mouth was not quite capable of devouring the whole thang, but she did the best she could and bounced her head up and down taking half the cock into her mouth. The man himself squeezed his dick at the base, keeping his cock hard and stiff and going nicely into the girl\rquote s mouth until that tumultuous moment came and he did.\par \tab Both man and girl groaned. The man groaned as his cock expelled rivers of pent up spunk. The girl groaned as rivers of pent up man spunk filled her mouth. She wept some and flailed her hands about as the cum filled her mouth and very nearly choked her.\par \tab The finally withdrew and the girl spat out some of the goo.\par \tab\ldblquote Suck my balls.\rdblquote the man told her.\par \tab Weeping, the girl leaned in and began to nuzzle the sweaty cum laden testicles. The man stared at the other girl, Beth.\par \par \tab She knew that escape was impossible. Not improbable, but dangerous, dangerous to put a plan in motion let alone think about. She knew that the nude bastard had murdered the cop, he had balls. He had no morals and balls. Would he kill them, when he was thru with them? Cheryl sort of thought he might.\par \tab He had raped Beth. After getting off into Kellie\rquote s mouth he sat for a while, he seemed to be brooding. Did he regret offing the cop? Was it necessary? Had she fought him or what?\par \tab He went into the bathroom, washed his balls and cock and peed in the toilet. Afterwards he emerged and touched Beth on the shoulder indicating that she should get up onto the bed. The child complied. The man turned her to where she was sitting, legs over the edge. She was lain back so as her pretty little blonde head rested on Cheryl\rquote s tummy. Beth\rquote s legs were parted and the nude bold man began licking out Beth\rquote s poon.\page\tab After a few minutes the girl was reposition so as her head was on a pillow, her body laying beside Cheryl. The man climbed onto the bed, opened Beth\rquote s legs and laid to rest his cock against Beth\rquote s cunt. Cheryl closed her eyes. Beth clenched her eyes tight in anticipation, clenching her whole young ten year old body. \par \tab The head of the cock made entry, the cock was hard and determined. Beth bit her lips harder but her mouth opened as her poon was breeched. Slowly her cunny was filled to the max by the man\rquote s massive boner.\par \tab The girl fidgeted and fretted but made no other outbursts. The man\rquote s penis slid a little further into her cunny, about half way and proceeded to hump-pump-fuck from there.\par \tab\ldblquote Rub my ass.\rdblquote he called out over his shoulder. Kellie and Mitchell got up and began rubbing the nude man\rquote s ass. He continued to pump, pushing his manhood into her a little further. Beth opened her legs as far as she could, grunting and whimpering all the way.\par \tab Finally the ordeal was over and the man emptied his love cream.\par \tab He humped a little more, pulled out and laid his cock against her gash and humped until he was well spent. He rolled to the edge of the bed, Kellie and Mitchell having the task of Suck dick or Suck cunt.\par \tab Mitchell licked the splooge matter from Beth\rquote s twat while Kellie once more serviced the man\rquote s cock. The man rubbed his hands on the boy\rquote s ass, ran his hands thru Kellie\rquote s hair, and looked lovingly onto Beth.\par \tab He soon turned his attention to Cheryl.\par \par \tab Cheryl gulped and waited. And waited. And then waited some more.\par \tab Beth\rquote s splooge coated cunny had been cleansed, so had the nude murdering bastard\rquote s cock. He sat back stroking his manhood, just looking over the nude teen\rquote s body. Slowly he positioned himself and \ldblquote went down on her.\rdblquote\par \tab Cheryl gripped the bed covers, the man\rquote s tongue was a violation to her, but also thrilled her. She wanted desperately to deny the thrill but ultimately succumbed and got off on being eaten out.\par \tab The man then slowly ran his tongue up Cheryl\rquote s body, coming to her breasts of which he spent quite some time licking and sucking. His teeth nipped the nipples while his cock slowly returned to full stiff mode and humped on her tingling pussy.\par \tab Slowly the man slipped his prick into Cheryl\rquote s cunt. The teen\rquote s nipples already stiffened extended even more as the long dong entered her. She shuddered head to toe and twisted her young body.\page\tab One pump, two, three, FOUR! The man\rquote s lengthy organ eased all the way in. Then, he pulled it out and rested it again on her swollen cunny.\par \tab\ldblquote Turn over.\rdblquote he whispered.\par \tab Cheryl obeyed. The man on her moved up enough to give her room, when she had turned over he lay on her again, nestling his cock between her ass cheeks. His hands roamed up and down her sides, snaking under her to once more tweak her nipples. Cheryl wanted to snake her hands down to frig her cunny, he was more of a bastard than ever for just sticking his dick in her, getting her horny, then pulling out and not finishing the job.\par \tab But he had other plans--to get her off.\par \tab A minute or two or three was enough for the \ldblquote foreplay\rdblquote and he arose from her body. His hands continued to roam about her backside and ass.\par \tab\ldblquote Raise up.\rdblquote he told her.\par \tab Cheryl knew. She pooched her ass up, opened her legs and waited. There was a little fear about the impending, it was like being on a knife\rquote s edge--part of her detested and abhorred the man and his manner of disciplining her. Part on the other side of the knife--she reeled with glee at being punished.\par \tab Kam looked to the Trio, Beth hadn\rquote t moved from her position of laying on the bed. Kellie and Mitchell stood at the side of the bed. Cheryl was positioned in the middle of the bed. Kam nodded to all three, \rquote get up, get on the bed, have a look.\rquote\par \tab To Beth and Kellie it was no big deal, to Mitchell, though--pussy.\par \tab Teen pussy was really something, it was his first. He did note the difference between a teen\rquote s cunt and the two girls Beth and Kellie. And though an asshole was an asshole was an asshole, Mitch noted subtle differences in Cheryl\rquote s poop chute in accordance to Beth and Kellie\rquote s.\par \tab Mitch got the nod to give Cheryl\rquote s ass a rub.\tab\par \tab A rub and a kiss.\par \tab Followed by a lick, then an anal probe with finger and then tongue and then a full fledge poke with his twelve year old cock. As the boy pumped Kam and the girls caressed lovingly the boy\rquote s sweating ass. Kam took hold of the lad\rquote s swinging nuggets and stuffed the lad\rquote s anus with his thumb.\par \tab Mitchell clung to Cheryl\rquote s hips and fucked his fill.\par \tab The girls were sure they were going to have to lick Cheryl\rquote s creamed hole clean. They waited, and waited, and waited. But the nude bastard of a man left the teen girl\rquote s cunny sopped in Mitchell\rquote s cream. The girls neither didn\rquote t have to suck Mitchell\rquote s cock clean!\page\tab Instead, Cheryl\rquote s ass was spanked.\par \tab Hard.\par \tab Bare handed hard.\par \tab Not just her ass but her thighs, inside and out.\par \tab When the teen began to fuss so she was spanked all the harder. \par \tab When she cried out and brought her hands back to protect her ass, Kam tied her up, hands secured together and then tied to the bed rail. Her ankles were kept apart so as to fully expose the inside of her thighs and ass area. But the ankles were tied to the bed railing, too--the opposite side.\par \tab Young Mitchell had the task of giving Cheryl a spanking, stopping only when his hand was too sore to continue. Then Beth and Kellie took turns. The nude man pulled out some \ldblquote implements.\rdblquote\par \tab The small paddle was first, wholloping her left and right buttock until it was searing. Her wrists and ankles once more being rubbed raw as she twisted violently about.\par \tab Hardly a moment there was between the small paddle and the next one. Most of the attention was to her equally tender inner thighs. Kellie and Beth shed tears and flinched each time the paddle swatted Cheryl\rquote s ass.\par \tab Mitchell had a boner\'85\par \tab A new paddle came to be, it was a bit larger than the previous but didn\rquote t have the small holes drilled into it but rather a criss-cross pattern forming etched diamonds. Just on one side. There was a rubber grip to the handle and the paddle was half an inch thick.\par \tab Cheryl almost lost her breath as the new paddle came to her ass. Her back arched up and she twisted. The nude man smacked her ass as hard as he could then smacked the inside of her thighs until she begged and wept uncontrollably.\par \tab The man eased up to her and stuffed the girl\rquote s asshole with his cock and promptly fucked her into oblivion. \par \par \tab Her hands were tied (still) together but secured to the headboard above her head. She lay on her back with her legs open, one leg tied to each side of the bed to the railing. It had been awhile since the abuse had stopped, but her ass was still on fire. So was her cunny. She had cum.\par \tab She had cum.\par \tab A lot. She had cum before but never in the manner of which she had as the man had fucked her in the ass. Just before he was to cum he pulled out of her funk hole and stuffed her cunny. \page\tab The subsequent orgasm Cheryl received thereafter of her own will was the most she had ever. She was drained--and then some. She couldn\rquote t think, barely breath. She came and came and came. The sensation seethed thru her body from her head to her toes and then back to her head.\par \tab So long as she wasn\rquote t killed--she didn\rquote t care. She knew she had been kidnapped, she knew the man had probably killed that trooper, he was just as abusive to the Trio kids, she had been raped by the man\rquote s dog; but so long as she wasn\rquote t killed or the kids weren\rquote t killed--she didn\rquote t care--just so long as she got her to cum like that again\'85\par \par Complications of a knife\rquote s edge\par \tab If it were just herself, just her and the nude bastard, AND his damn dog, she really wouldn\rquote t care. But the nude bastard also took his pleasures with the kids, Cheryl didn\rquote t like that. To all three the man took his hand to their ass until they pranced their feet and screamed. It was then that Cheryl very muchly detested the vile man.\par \tab After the spanking of the children the man often fucked them in the ass. Beth and Kellie were still very young, Beth at ten and Kellie a mere eight. Mitchell was twelve. All three sucked the man\rquote s cock as well as lay in differing positions to receive the man\rquote s cock.\par \tab To both Beth and Kellie did the foul man stuff their cunnies. He often had Mitchell fuck the girls\rquote cunnies before he himself did, breaking them in. He seemed determined to make full vaginal entry into them, regardless of age or how much discomfort they got.\par \tab After a time, days--the spankings were less. Even to Cheryl. They were fed three times a day, there were videos to watch--cartoons, animation, and adult porno. Once, twice, three times a day one at a time they were let out--with a dog leash at their necks. It was exercise. Always in the woods, different woods. Cheryl would awaken sometimes in the night to find the RV in motion.\par \tab One time when she was out, Cheryl noted that they were HIGH up in some mountains, there was snow nearby but it wasn\rquote t too awfully cold, the air was thin, the nude bastard man gave no indications of where they were. In the back of Cheryl\rquote s mind she thought that somewhere she and the kids might be killed and dropped off somewhere HIGH in the mountains or far out in the desert.\par \tab There were no one else about and the nude man had Cheryl suck him while she knelt in the snow. Though as much as she absolutely detested the man, she was somehow strangely getting to like the things she had to do.\page\tab There were still the nagging qualms of engaging sexually with Mitchell and the girls--often Cheryl had to lick out Beth and Kellie. She didn\rquote t mind too awfully much sucking on Mitch\rquote s wanger OR having him stuff her love box (and asshole.) but it was just the very idea of it. She had morals, she had sex with her brothers and contemplated sexual relations with a naughty girlfriend--but that was different\'85\par \tab For most of the time, the kids all remained in the bedroom, but with the windows secured and the door shut, it was a rough ride in more ways than one. Human nature had it as humans liked to look out at their passing scenery. Being boxed up made the group a little ill.\par \tab So, kind hearted Kam let the group into the living room area, with the stipulation of-- \ldblquote When you see a sign coming up, look away, look down, look up--but DO NOT look at the sign.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote If I catch you looking at the sign, you\rquote ll be regretfully sorry. Got it?\rdblquote\par \tab All four nodded. Rollo farted.\par \tab\ldblquote That goes for if we pass other vehicles, cars, trucks, vans, buses or motor homes.\rdblquote the four nodded and Rollo--farted.\par \tab The kids got drinks and chips and sat in comfy seats looking out at the world passing them by.\par \par \tab The world was passing them by at an angle, they had topped the mountain they were on and were coming down the other side. It was rather a steep grade, the road was good and was a two-lane highway. It was remote, though, and there WAS no other cars, trucks, vans, buses, OR motor homes\'85\par \tab After some hairpin turns whereas the forty foot RV took up both lanes to negotiate the turn, the RV came to a stop--a slow grinding brakes are hot stop. Cheryl could see a vehicle on the side of the road, the nude bastard of a man pulled up to within twelve feet of the car, a small compact tan/gold car with university stickers on the back windshield.\par \tab The nude man slipped into a one piece all-weather cover-all and some boots. He looked to the kids, then to Rollo, \ldblquote Guard.\rdblquote he said. Rollo gruffed a bark and took his place in the cabin area looking over the group.\par \par \tab Outside the air was a little brisk, moreso than it had been on top of the pass. Lone Mountain to one side, Blackmore to the other, the town of Bozeman down below. There were two peoples for the small compact car, university students on a vacation tour. The young adult male had long curly near unkempt hair, glasses, a gold tooth, an earring, and was very lanky.\page\tab The girl was very much shorter than her boyfriend, honey blond hair, lovely eyes, kind of more serious than her beau, and had a great ass.\par \tab\ldblquote Car trouble?\rdblquote asked Kam taking the extend hand of the young man.\par \tab\ldblquote Not really,\rdblquote snickered the man, \ldblquote she locked the keys inside.\rdblquote\par \tab The girl instantly gave a \lquote I did not!\rquote look to the man, \par \tab\ldblquote I thought he had a set and when we parked I just tossed mine to the floor.\rdblquote they had gone for a walk, a fuck, and then more walking--followed by more fucking. Kam could see it in their faces and eyes. The lanky long haired freak of a young man had a boner, too.\par \tab Neither University Michigan were dressed well for the conditions that were present. But it was one of those \lquote spur of the moment\rquote things, \ldblquote Lets go somewhere!\rdblquote\par \tab There were trying to pry the trunk lid open so as to climb thru the backseats. Kam noted that the backseats had latches and were indeed--latched. The girl, though, was determined. Kam fetched a crowbar from his toolbox hatch on his RV, then while the young 2\super nd\nosupersub year university student worked the trunk lock with the crow bar--Kam worked the man\rquote s mind.\par \tab His girlfriend\rquote s, too.\par \par \tab There was a small-small picnic area where the students had pulled off, a nature path struck out from the area to meander up into the nearby crevice. A few picnic tables were scattered about and there was a stream running through the middle. A culvert went under the road and out the other end. The stream was mostly frozen over as it usually was in the middle of October.\par \tab The man moved to the picnic area, somewhat out of sight of the RV and prying eyes.\par \tab\ldblquote Remove your clothes.\rdblquote\par \tab Without hesitation the young man began removing his clothing.\par \tab The girlfriend, still at the car, remained still. \par \tab The temp was dropping and soon it would began to freeze and snow.\par \tab Perfect, for what Kam had in mind.\par \tab Once Allen Bells was nude, \ldblquote Turn around, hands on the table.\rdblquote\par \tab Once Allen Bells had turned about and placed his hands on the frozen picnic table, he knew nothing more forever. There was a mighty thump and the man collapsed to the frozen ground. Kam sighed, cocked his head and strained to listen--was that a car coming or the wind in the trees?\page\tab After a long pause and no sign of an approaching vehicle, Kam contined. He hooked the hook-end of the crowbar into a pocket of the over-all after wiping the bloodied end in the snow. The man was still alive, but had a serious head wound--he would die if not treated quickly.\par \tab Well\'85\par \tab Kam dragged the man to the partially frozen creek and down to the culvert. Once there Kam gave a mighty shove and pushed the nude young man into the culvert.\par \tab The man\rquote s clothing was collected and placed into a garbage back. The crowbar was washed in the stream and then sprayed with WD-40, then wiped down again and then resprayed. Once replaced into the toolbox again, it was time to attend to the girl.\par \tab A sound that was NOT a breeze in the high pines put Kam into overdrive; he hustled the young Candy Chuburt into the RV. She was still under his power, but the power meter to his mind tapping device was limited and wouldn\rquote t last long. \par \tab Outside he quickly scuffed up the area and pushed the boyfriend a little further into the culvert. The frozen water and lack of clothing had already sealed his fate. Snow was beginning to fall and that would help (conceal/obliterate) evidence.\par \tab The trunk lid of the car was reclosed, but Kam disliked the bashing the lock had received. He thought of bashing the window, getting the keys and tossing them, or starting the vehicle and pushing over the opposite side.\par \tab There was not time as there was a vehicle indeed coming.\par \tab The mind tapping device had an indicator light that began to blink. It was an indication of the device\rquote s limited time. Kam didn\rquote t have the best device available, its usage was very limited. It worked but it had a very limited time limit.\par \tab Quickly he used handcuffs on the girls ankles and wrists, cuffing her to the chair. That was all there was time for, Kam got the RV going just as a car rounded a curve coming up; another car had rounded a curve coming down.\par \par \tab It was still light out, the kids had been ushered back into the rear bedroom and on the floor. Cheryl wasn\rquote t too sure but thought she had seen a sign, \ldblquote Bozeman\rdblquote . she searched her mind for where a place called \ldblquote Bozeman\rdblquote was. She had heard of it, but couldn\rquote t place it. And so far as she knew, she hadn\rquote t been caught \ldblquote seeing\rdblquote the sign. \page\tab The RV had come to some rest area, they had gone hours after coming to flat land. A generator had kicked on to continue provide heat. The newest victim to the group was hustled into the bedroom, kicking and throwing a fit all the way.\par \tab Kicking and throwing a fit until she was zapped on the ass with the stun gun. She settled right out then, along with pissing her pants. Roughly she was forced onto the bed, her face to the soiled spot Cheryl and the others had peed. The paddle with the crisscross pattern was brought out and as it lashed the ass area of the new victim, Cheryl flinched and found herself fingering her pussy. Her ass tingled and she desperately found herself wanting to be spanked!\par \tab At length the spanking stopped. The newest victim sobbed and thrashed about as her bottom was horribly stinging--and with bound hands she was unable to render it any consolation.\par \tab The man removed his coverall and stood with a raging boner. Once more Cheryl strangely found herself tingling, her cunny was moist as she looked upon the bastard\rquote s cock. Inasmuch as she strangely longed to he spanked, she wanted his cock slamming her ass and then her pussy and THEN shooting its wad into her mouth!\par \tab Up and down and all around the young woman\rquote s body the nude man with a terrific boner roamed and pawed. The girl, Candy, fought back some but clearly understood her situation was fucked.\par \tab And speaking of fucked\'85\par \tab Tight jeans she wore, they were undone and wrenched down her legs. Candy nutted up and fought back, thrashing, cussing, demanding, screaming. Her scream was cut short with an electrical jolt to her bare skin, at her thigh, her panties were pulled to one side and the prongs of the stun gun placed to the very tender skin and activated.\par \tab Candy jolted and thrashed about this time uncontrollably.\par \tab\ldblquote If you don\rquote t fucking settle down, missy,\rdblquote seethed the man into Candy\rquote s ear, \ldblquote I\rquote ll cram this nifty item up your cunt and leave it on.\rdblquote\par \tab Candy wailed and sobbed. \par \tab Her panties were jerked down and the man\rquote s manhood pressed against her naked ass. The hard cock poked at her asshole, then angled down to poke her pussy.\par \tab\ldblquote Where do you like it?\rdblquote seethed again the man.\par \tab Candy was too distraught to answer. She clenched her asshole and unknowingly (somewhat) clenched the skin of her attacker. She began to squeeze, digging her nails into the man\rquote s belly.\tab\par \tab The man retaliated with pressing the stun gun\rquote s prongs to her ass flesh. \ldblquote You don\rquote t listen too well\'85\rdblquote\par \tab Candy\rquote s clothes were jerked to her cuffed ankles, her ass was beautiful--just plain beautiful as it was nice and round, perfectly shaded in peach-like color, and very soft. Her attacker/kidnapper forced her hips up, her legs open as far as possible and then the prongs of the stun gun pressed inside her pussy.\par \tab Candy began to freak and then flip out as 650-thousand volts riveted her body. She peed more and clenched and thrashed about the bed madly until passing out.\par \tab Kam zapped her ass once more for good measure.\par \tab He then fed her pussy with his cock. He could still feel the girl\rquote s cunny tingling from the electrical shock. He fucked her to his delight, spanking her cheeks and burying his cock to the hilt. After cumming DEEP into the poon, he pulled free and slapped his dick against her ass.\par \tab When he was exhausted with that, he lay off to one side, the stun gun dropping to the floor.\par \tab She didn\rquote t know why she did it, but on the sly Cheryl kicked the device under the bed. There wasn\rquote t a lot of room as \ldblquote under the bed\rdblquote as there were storage bins and a pull-out storage there.\par \tab Mitchell had the task of pumping Candy. Beth and Kellie held the woman\rquote s legs back while Mitchell positioned himself to stuff her asshole. Kam himself rubbed the boy\rquote s ass while Cheryl guided the lad\rquote s cock into the woman\rquote s backdoor.\par \tab She had been fucked there before. It was not a sloppy fit but it gave once Mitchell was in and pumping. Candy moaned and twisted about, she blinked her pretty eyes hard when the blindfold was removed.\par \tab When Mitchell had cum, he was repositioned to sit on Candy\rquote s chest, his dick in her mouth. Beth and Kellie licking Candy\rquote s cum laden asshole clean.\par \tab Candy wasn\rquote t into any of it and required another \ldblquote special\rdblquote fuck from the stun gun. Unable to locate it right off, the nude man picked up the paddle and wailed on her ass until she begged and made indications that she would obey.\par \tab It was then that Kam noticed Cheryl--Cheryl fingering herself and having orgasmic fluids on her fingers. Cheryl gave her abductor-tormentor a long hard look--no longer one of disdain but rather conveying \ldblquote it\rquote s okay.\rdblquote\par \tab Kam wasn\rquote t about to let his defenses/guard down on the girl, though--that would be dumb and risky. Trust no one.\page\tab There\rquote s torture and then\'85\par \tab Alligator clips (roach clips) were clipped to Candy\rquote s nipples. Her hands cuffed were attached to the headboard above her head. Her ankles were cuffed and secured at the foot of the bed. She was also nude. The girl twisted and bucked as the clips on her nipples was near excruciating--there, too, were clips attached to her pussy lips, ears, and other various areas about her body.\par \tab Beth had climbed up onto the girl\rquote s body, placing her sex just above the face. Then, Mitchell took up position behind the girl, slipping his dick into Beth\rquote s asshole. The young woman secured underneath looked right up to the horrible scene. It would only get worse\'85\par \tab Mitchell fucked and fucked and fucked, pulling out and slipping into the pussy nearby and then back to the asshole to complete the job. Mitchell liked. A lot. He sat back to watch his cum ooze out of Beth\rquote s hole. The nude man nodded to him and he eased off of the bed.\par \tab Beth remained on the girl, her ass being smoothed by the nude man. He then went down to kiss the girl\rquote s cheeks, it was for effect. Candy, underneath, looked up in absolute horror. \par \tab The horror was intensified as the nude man took up position, slipping his cock into the fresh fucked asshole. He also fucked the young girl\rquote s cunny. The cum that expelled from the man\rquote s cock filled the young girl\rquote s cunny and then dripped down onto Candy\rquote s face.\par \par \tab With the clips removed, a new pain was introduced--re-introduced.\par \tab Spanking. The first was the Diaper Spank, this was with the legs bent back. The ankles cuffed together then were tied to the headboard. The nude man then brought out ALL the paddles, including a stainless steel paddle and one that was electrically charged. \par \tab One spank, two spank, three spank, four! Candy\rquote s ass was already reddened and she was once more freaking out. With Candy, though, the nude man seemed to have a greater force about his discipline. When his hand wore out from bare spanking her and his wrist wore out from the use of the paddles he handed over the reigns of discipline to Cheryl.\par \tab Cheryl lauded Candy\rquote s ass at first with light smacks, they were just as resounding as any other, but then as she got into it, she wailed on the woman\rquote s ass until their were intense bruises and the skin began to seep blood.\page\tab Medical attention was applied to Candy\rquote s ass, then Cheryl bent over on the bed herself, presenting her ass. Kam was pleased and busted her ass for several minutes before applying his cock to her hole and sodomizing her while she willingly sucked on Mitch\rquote s dick.\par \par \tab Kam in no way was going to fully one hundred percent trust Cheryl, that was just foolish and dangerous. She could very well play him a fool and he vowed it would not happen. He liked his way of life, being free and all. He had not really planned on \ldblquote keeping\rdblquote Beth, Kellie, Mitchell, or Cheryl, and the addition of Candy was a fluke. Had there been no vehicles coming, he would have fucked the woman to his delight, beat her ass and stuffed her into the culvert with her boyfriend.\par \tab But since it hadn\rquote t worked out that way he had other options.\par \par \tab Chief Sitting Eagle pulled on his long nose, if he wasn\rquote t so tan, reddish, he would easily pass for a Jew. But he had long white hair, a clean face, narrow brown eyes and heritage of the Chumash Indian Nation. \par \tab\ldblquote Good to see you.\rdblquote said the Chief, he was a man in his early fifties, bare chested to show his rigid body adorned only with tattoos and marks of a warrior. His long white hair (dyed) a symbol of authority fluttered in the breeze. The two men shook hands and then hugged.\par \tab\ldblquote Business good?\rdblquote Kam asked.\par \tab\ldblquote You bet it is!\rdblquote smiled wryly the Chief. The two stepped into a small building.\par \par Chambers of Horrors\par \tab A twelve year old girl with shiny light brown hair lay on an upraised bare mattress. Her white cotton shirt with blue flowers was hiked up over shoulders, there was no bra. Her blue skirt was over her waist, panties at her ankles. Her short white cotton socks and blue tennis shoes were on and tied together. Her hands, tied together, were tied to the floor. \tab \par \tab The girl\rquote s bare bottom was already reddened from horrendous swatting from the bare hands of an average white man. The girl was a little drugged, to keep her calm and maintained--all the while she was being bare assed spanked. At length, the man lowered his pants and flopped his hard cock against the girl\rquote s ass. The girl lightly wailed, was mostly confused. The man ran his hands all over the girl\rquote s body; all over her backside, ass, and legs. At length he returned to spanking her using a ping-pong paddle.\page\tab A cheerleader there was nextly, in an adjoining room. She wasn\rquote t secured in any way but was bent over a makeshift credenza. Her cheerleading skirt was hiked up over her waist with her panties at her ankles. Her colors were red and white; her ass red, skin white.\tab\par \tab A man and a woman were present, both were nude. Cum dripped from the man\rquote s penis, cum dripped from the woman\rquote s cunt. The woman held the cheerleading girl of about fifteen or so down while the man smacked the teen\rquote s ass with a variety of paddles and straps.\par \tab A Mexican girl about 18 lay with her ankles tied outward, her wrists tied outward, her body nude. She lay on an upraised bare mattress while as many as five men awaited turns to her. A man in his twenties was already doing her, fucking her brains out as fast as he could. The girl thrashed about as she was not exactly a willing participant.\par \tab A Christian girl in her mid teens was next. Deemed Christian by the icon she wore about her neck. She was standing up with her hands behind her head; hands were tied together. No bra, her shirt pushed up to expose the lovely sixteen year old tatters, lovely orbs with clothes pins clipping the nipples. The short blue shorts she wore were at her ankles along with her crisp white panties. All of her backside, the legs, ass, and back were striped with welts from the lashings of a cane. The man wielding the cane was nude and stroked his cock as he lashed the teen.\par \tab A young girl no more than ten lay on her backside on a ratty sofa in another room. Her hands tied behind her. She was beyond wailing as her legs were locked together at the ankles and the legs upraised and back some being held by a nude woman. A nude man walloped the child\rquote s ass with a 2-inch wide leather strap.\par \tab There were many rooms, many--all underground--out of sight. Girls, boys, teens, young adult. Most were being spanked, the rest fucked beyond belief. There, too, were others who were in another category--trading.\par \tab And not all the \ldblquote rooms\rdblquote had unwilling participants--there were some who were willing; there were some who got off on being tortured, spanked, and other. Some had just simply gotten in over their head and couldn\rquote t back out.\par \tab Kam watched as two young women were in such a position; butt naked, hands firmly planted on an upraised bare mattress. Both had great tits, Kam noticed, fine bodies, too. Both in the mid 20s, the first one had lovely brown hair, lovely eyes of green, soft very tan skin, a shapely trim body, a trimmed poon, long limbs, and took the paddling of her ass well.\par \tab To a point.\page\tab A Chinese woman gave the paddling. She seemed very determined and was one of Chief Sitting Eagle\rquote s wives. She had the perkiest tits Kam had ever seen, small palm sized hooters with enormous nipples! She was all serious as she dealt out the punishment. Each smack to Debbie Wayne\rquote s ass caused the young woman beside her to flinch. The anticipation of what was to come to her was a bitch.\par \tab Debbie made undulating \ldblquote Ohhs\rdblquote \ldblquote Ow-ow-ows\rdblquote and other mixed vocal/verbal/audible noises of pain infliction. She had to maintain her pose, feet planted firmly on the ground, arms extended with hands flat out on the mattress, back straight.\par \tab The Chinese woman, Running Water, smoothed her hand over Debbie\rquote s ass, parted a cheek and then let fly the paddle--smacking Debbie\rquote s thigh. Debbie arched her back, toes curling, hands gripping the stained mattress, face screwing up in concentrated anguish. The woman beside her winced although she had not been smacked--yet.\par \tab Kathy, the other woman, eventually got her smacks, too, though. Debbie was smacked until her body began to tremble and shudder all over and her ass was one to two smacks from serious bruising and bleeding.\par \tab Kathy kept her legs tight together but her body twitched and gyrated all about, infuriating her \ldblquote mistress.\rdblquote The swatting to Kathy\rquote s ass intensified.\par \tab Sitting Eagle and Kam entered fully into the room, Running Water stepped back obediently. Debbie brushed her hair back over her ears and waited, her ass still stinging. Kathy whimpered some and her young middle 20s body twisted some in an effort to cool her searing cheeks.\par \tab Sitting Eagle stepped up behind Kathy\rquote s behind, smoothing his hand over the flaming cheeks, then plunged his finger into the hole. Kathy bucked and carried on as if Sitting Eagle was a proctologist who enjoyed his work. Sitting Eagle then stuffed his very manly cock into the woman\rquote s hole and fucked his fill.\par \tab Kam slipped his prong into Debbie\rquote s cunt, hands on her hips, he humped his fill, too. \par \par \tab An American Indian girl in her mid teens lay over a makeshift desk, lay up against it, she was nude save for her basic white panties at her ankles. She also wore socks. Nothing more. Her ass was already blistered with bruises and welts. Her ass tightened at the anticipation of another beating from a nude White man who had a tremendous boner raging hard. He lashed the teen with a 2-inch wide leather strap causing the girl to cuss in both English and her native Cherokee.\page\tab The nude white man then stepped up and inserted his cock into her anus and sodomized her furiously, smacking her hips as he did so. When he had achieved his goal of lust, the girl was wrenched by the hair and positioned on her knees--the man\rquote s cock freshly expunged from her funk hole was jammed fully into her mouth for a long suck.\par \tab Two pre-teen girls lay across a bare mattress, one a blond while the other was red headed. Both wore private school uniforms, complete--skirt, tops, vests, socks, and shoes. However, the skirts were up over their waists and their panties at their ankles. Their asses bare were lovely to see and already at the point of searing.\tab\par \tab Administering the \ldblquote searing\rdblquote was a half-breed Kam knew as John Walking Cock. He had been trained (er, schooled) in American schools, his father a red blooded American of the American Southeast, his mother a Jewish-Chumash. John Walking Cock was friendly enough, but hard, too. He thin strap he used against the flesh of the girls\rquote asses, when smacking one the other flinched.\par \tab He smoothed his hand over the burning flesh, shoving his finger into the funk hole then smacking the girl\rquote s ass and then her crack. When the girl being smacked gyrated too much, she was smacked some more all the harder. \par \tab There, too, were boys in the mix. Thirteen and fourteen year olds and then the younger than that. Two boys thirteen were hog tied and suspended from a ceiling joist post, totally naked, a LARGE dildo in their holes, and being smacked on the bare skin by naked female adults. One adult was Moon Tits of the Chumash Nation, the other Vera Little Snatch of the Sioux Nation--her father a Sioux native, her mother an American slut of Arizona.\par \tab The boys wailed as they swung helplessly on the ropes they were secured to. The nude women didn\rquote t care and beat the boys\rquote bare ass flesh until huge welts there were. Vera Little Snatch straddled the head of one of the boys, squeezing her thunder thighs together against the boy\rquote s head like a powerful vise. She then began to fill her mouth with her urine.\par \tab Other rooms had even YOUNGER kids of both sexes being spanked horrendously to the point of extreme. Heavy handed sex was going on, as well. \ldblquote Visitors\rdblquote to the underground installation viewed via monitors and 2-way mirrors, or, in the room!\par \tab Of note there was one room of particular interest, incredible shenanigans were going on here of which required a bit of explanation. Chief Sitting Eagle was happy to supply the info as well as make an introduction.\page\tab Suspended in the air up from the floor some three feet, was a nude woman. She was in her mid forties or so thereabouts and spreadeagled she was, facing down. There, too, was a \ldblquote chin support\rdblquote so as her head wouldn\rquote t bob and cause undue stress. (like being spread-eagled naked suspended was bad enough.)\par \tab Four iron pipes the woman was secured to. The room was gloomy and dark, save for a single light bathing the nude woman. She had short cropped blond hair, no jewelry, no marks or any unsightly moles or even scars. She was \ldblquote just coming around\rdblquote when Kam and the Chief peered in.\par \tab As the woman, \ldblquote Mary\rdblquote came around more and more, realizing to her dismay the dire predicament she was in, the light in the 12x12 room became greater; it allowed for the stressing out woman to see a girl straddling an ottoman. She was nude, and her ass was already the color of puce. Her legs were spread out wide and secured via ropes secured to anchors in the cobblestoned floor. She was quietly sobbing. Her arms were tied behind her back and occasionally she clenched her butt cheeks.\par \tab Mary shook her head as if to try and clear it as if she were experiencing some sort of horrible-horrible dream. It was not a dream, but a nightmare.\par \tab The man of the room stepped out of the dark gloom, he was nude and had a terrific hard-on. He stroked it a bit and stood so as where his lovely-lovely wife could see him.\par \tab Mary began to retch in horror if not awe. The chin support was tight and prevented the middle aged woman from speaking, not that she could formulate any pronounceable words anyways. The man, \ldblquote Gil\rdblquote walked over to the girl on the ottoman, his eleven year old daughter. Lightly he smoothed his hand to her naked bum, squeezing the cheeks and diddling the hole. Mary thrashed about as best she could, her limbs stretched to the max prevented her from seriously thrashing and if she continued she would surely pull her arms out of their sockets.\par \tab Gil didn\rquote t seem to care.\par \tab He positioned himself behind his daughter and inserted his penis--as he had many-many-many times before. He slowly made full anal entry, gripped the hips and began humping slowly until the moment arrived whereas he had to speed up.\par \tab\ldblquote No, Daddy, no, please, stop, don\rquote t\'85\rdblquote wailed the young pre-teen. \par \tab Her daddy, though, paid no heed and sped up his efforts of butt fucking his daughter.\par \tab Mary knew it was hopeless, and sobbed.\par \tab Gil pumped his fill, strained and then pumped a little more before pulling free. He took his cum squirter and slapped it onto the girl\rquote s ass before stepping aside and letting his sobbing wife see their daughter and her cum soaked asshole. \par \tab The girl, Vanessa, squeezed her burning asshole, squeezing out her daddy\rquote s cum. It was for shock value more than anything else (for the wife.) for more effect, Gil walked around to the head of his sweet daughter, grabbed up a handful of her long silky auburn hair and tilted her head back.\par \tab\ldblquote Suck daddy, clean, baby.\rdblquote he told her, \ldblquote Like you used to do at home.\rdblquote\par \tab Mary began to retch even more.\par \tab Chief Sitting Eagle scratched at his balls and snickered, then leaned to Kam. Briefly he told of Gil and his family, of how the eleven year old had \ldblquote turned\rdblquote her father in--for sodomy and other acts of perversion. During disciplining of her, Daddy Gil Carrow would get his daughter up against the toilet in the bathroom or her bed, yank her jeans down or dress/skirt up and yank the panties away, too. Then, he would administer a good hard spanking. When the girl\rquote s ass was as red as a vine ripened tomato, Daddy Gil would stuff up the girl\rquote s searing ass his daddy cock.\par \tab When not disciplining the girl, they were on friendlier terms whereas she was coaxed into giving him head, stroking his cock, sucking his balls. He licked out the girl\rquote s poon and got the girl to lay on his hard-on so as to hump him without actually penetration.\par \tab When disciplined too harshly one time, Vanessa ratted him out to a teacher. Gil was arrested and thrown in the slammer. Vanessa was taken out of the house, but there were other kiddies in the house, too. No one believed Vanessa\rquote s tale of being sodomized, there was an older sister who was married and had a child of her own. She didn\rquote t believe the lies her younger sibling was telling. Even on inspection of her asshole from a doctor couldn\rquote t substantiate the girl\rquote s claim of abuse. She also had a history of telling lies to get her way.\par \tab So, on a technicality, Gil was released. Vanessa was on thin ice with her father who had been incarcerated for nearly a month. She was in fear and rightly so. Hardly a month after she and her father were once more sharing the same house, older sister Chrissy suddenly had a bombshell--a repressed memory surfaced and she knew Vanessa HAD been telling the truth, she herself recalled being taken to the basement and fucked up the ass, beaten senseless, and rendered nude for her daddy\rquote s pleasure.\page\tab Foolishly, though, she didn\rquote t go directly to the police but confronted her father. Gil, though, had just acquired a nifty gadget. Before Chrissy could get too far out of hand, she was zapped. Her mind was quelled and Gil went after the rest of the family.\par \tab Soon thereafter they disappeared.\par \par \tab Gil rubbed his daddy dick all over Vanessa\rquote s face, forcing his manly prick all the way into her mouth, forcing her to take on his cock AND balls. There was weeping coming from the darkness of the room, the rest of Gil\rquote s family was there, too.\par \tab Kam and the Chief went on to peek into another adjoining room, Kam being mindful to return to Gil\rquote s room to see the progress of the destruction of his family.\par \tab Kam was amused with the severity of the goings on in the adjoining room. He was equally amused with the previous and other rooms before but the next room was of one of which there wasn\rquote t so much enjoyment from dispensing pain (spanking) and other forms of extreme-advanced (sexual) abuse as there was just plain old fashioned out-and-out love.\par \tab Illicit love, but love nonetheless.\par \tab The principal \ldblquote lover\rdblquote was a black man, a goofy tall slenderly built fellow with \ldblquote jerry-curls\rdblquote and way too much cosmetic work done unto his face, plastic surgery and etc. His preference was boys. Young boys. White, black, Mexican, and Asian. And he wasn\rquote t so much into actual penetration as he was for just \ldblquote cuddling\rdblquote . \par \tab The room had a better bed, a large custom bed allowing the strange black man with boy fetish and his young \ldblquote fetishes\rdblquote to lounge on. The black man, of whom Sitting Eagle referred to simply as MJ, humped on the thighs of the young boys, humped on their ass flesh and reeled in having the boys do the same to him, including \ldblquote nipping\rdblquote his breasts and fondling his lengthy 7-inch cock.\par \tab There were no boys younger than seven and none older than twelve. All were nude. MJ pressed his hardness against the chest of one boy about ten or so, he was of Chinese origin and seemed quite happy and contented. MJ humped on the boy, inching himself up to the smiling lad\rquote s face.\par \tab\ldblquote Have they been touched?\rdblquote Kam asked the Chief.\par \tab\ldblquote Some have, some have been drugged, trained,\rdblquote and so on.\par \tab Kam stroked his naked cock and MJ pressed the head of his into the Chinese boy\rquote s mouth.\par \tab Kam and the Chief went on, there were other rooms to peek in on.\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }