{\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 29\par An Aura of Evil\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par \par \par Insanity Ten Fold\par \tab Jed gripped the carpet, his ass had scooted so much it was getting blisters--but try and try and try as he might--he wasn\rquote t able to cum. But not for the lack of trying. \par \tab Trying her best to get him to cum was twenty-one year old Brittany, the first new arrival from earlier. Her long super curled auburn hair was pulled back by the one who had initially abducted her. Her mouth remained filled with the cohort\rquote s cock, while in her ass was the abductor.\par \tab Twice did she try to make trouble; the first time she suffered rolling on the sand and thrashing madly. The second had three little girls rolling on the desert sand thrashing madly. Brittany got the point and promised not to \ldblquote act up\rdblquote any further.\par \tab But compliance was easier said than done. The young pre-teen boys undressed her. They were naked themselves and had erections. Brittany was horrified but realized quick she was in a fucked-very fucked, situation. Compliance was not just required it was necessary.\par \tab It was insane to submit, but she had no choice, she didn\rquote t know who the little girls were, or the little boys, but she certainly didn\rquote t want to be responsible for their harm.\par \tab Allowing herself to be undressed was a tough deal. Getting on her hands and knees and sucking one of the Abductors\rquote cock while the other plugged her in the ass.\par \tab She admitted being a cocksucker, she sucked her boyfriend\rquote s cock and when she was twelve she had slurped on her brother\rquote s cock and his best friend. The boys had been fourteen at the time. Just sucking, nothing more.\par \tab Her mind was pretty much frapped, but she was aware of all those present, including a friend who worked as a clerk at the gas station at the drive-in. It was all chaotic and she concluded that they had been kidnapped for sexual purposes.\page\tab She was right!\par \tab Jed took the young woman\rquote s head and pushed it back, removing his prick from her mouth. His cock was in some sort of agony. Brittany was cute. Which was the sole reason she was \ldblquote acquired.\rdblquote there were, of course, many \ldblquote cute\rdblquote girls in the world, so it was actually more of an opportunity issue more than anything else. Short golden brown hair, a round sweet face full of innocence and charm, small apple sized breasts, a shapely body and in tight-tight jeans the three boys had troubles taking down.\par \tab Relentlessly it seemed she had been hammered in the ass by the abductor. He spanked her cheeks and plowed her with some sort of bizarre vengeance. He seemed to be unable to cum. The man fucking her in the mouth seemed struggle as well, but both were determined to do so and they continued to fuck her until they did so.\par \tab Rusty managed to finally at last relinquish his liquid love and filled Brittany\rquote s rectum cavity with it. He tried to hold in his vocal awe of the deed finally done--but was unable to do. It was a sign to Brittany that perhaps the horrific act was done with.\par \tab She was wrong!\par \tab Rusty wiped himself down with someone\rquote s panties and scooted back to his cushioned stool. Brittany was still on her knees, her mouth still working a gangly funky cock that just would not spew.\par \tab Cum oozed out of Brittany\rquote s asshole, though, she clenched and squeezed more out. Young Chet was nodded, his cock was mostly stiff, he was just a little unsure as to who he was supposed to go. The stripping down of Brittany had been kinda--interesting. It gave him a boner that was for sure. He knew and understood well enough that the situation was way-way out of control. And there was not squat one thing they could do about it--not without receiving a shit load of pain in the process.\par \tab Or getting killed.\par \tab\lquote Move up to her, stupid.\rquote a voice came to him. He looked around, licked his lips in wonderment, decided that it was his conscious and \ldblquote moved up\rdblquote to the naked Brittany\rquote s wriggling ass.\par \tab She was older. An adult of some kind, 20 something, she had a job so she must be out of high school and college. Chet kinda liked her, she was pretty, older than the other girls, more \ldblquote developed.\rdblquote she had more fur between her legs, her breasts were nice looking, too.\par \tab\lquote Try in her pussy.\rquote came the hidden voice.\par \tab Chet wasn\rquote t a dope, just apprehensive.\page\tab Cock had been in the girl\rquote s pussy, the abductor had poked her initially before settling on fucking her near virgin asshole. Brittany was only mildly aware of being entered, she would have protested (somewhat) had she known it was by a mere twelve year old!\par \tab Chet entered the girl\rquote s pussy. It wasn\rquote t very tight but it was a unique feeling just the same. He pumped and grinded, gyrated and generally enjoyed himself.\par \tab Ben came nextly and then Taran.\par \tab None of the boys managed to achieve orgasm, they were given five minutes to fuck and that was it. Jed still struggled to cum. Brittany found herself fingering her pussy, it was on fire.\par \tab Rusty gave his cohort a look, a stern look. Jed returned it with a look of \ldblquote I\rquote m trying!\rdblquote Rusty swigged on a soda and continued to rest, massaging his severely aching bone and waiting.\par \par *****\par \par \tab The van moved only once more, a little further from the desert campground. The door opened and once more revealed only a desert view. As evening fell, the kiddies were once more lined up outside, the girls first, then the boys. The girls and boys began to understand a \ldblquote routine\rdblquote and held their need to pee until the predestined time.\par \tab After the boys and the girls had peed and did those other things, the girls laid out in the van, legs open nice and wide. Christine and Wanda were still secured to the rib/pillar of the van, both had the need to pee, too. Brittany and her co-friend Bonnie were livid. They were secured equally as Christine and Wanda, but livid, horrified, repulsed, and in the dire need to pee.\par \tab But they would have to wait.\par \tab First there was snu-snu!\par \par \tab Jin Minn lay still, staring up the button tuck blue vinyl ceiling. She paid little attention to Chet who came climbing on top of her. She could feel his penis gliding against her. She shuddered some and wondered what it was going to feel like. A wave of emotions swelled in her, she tried to shake it and regain control but failed. She sobbed some and clutched up the fibers of the carpet. Chet paused and it was clear that he did not want to proceed, but he had to.\page\tab Jin finally looked to and held his attention. She expressed to him by her face that \ldblquote It\rquote s okay, do it.\rdblquote Chet looked to her. He liked her, he really liked her. She was nice. He smiled and then there was someone abruptly clearing their throat. The main man. Chet gulped and nodded and began dragging repositioning his cock to Jin\rquote s poon.\par \tab Jin parted her legs a little more and pushed her self up to him.\par \tab There was a little yelp from the young girl as she was breached. Her entire body clenched up involuntarily but it passed quickly and they began to fuck. Chet tried to be as easy about it as possible--but emotions and sensations were insurmountable at best.\par \tab Brittany and Bonnie sat in agony--the need to pee and the horror before them. Wanda and Christine hung their heads, it wasn\rquote t to say that they were broken, just that they realized just how horrible their situation really was and that there was no way out. (except by death)\par \tab It wasn\rquote t clear if Jin had an orgasm, but Chet did. He was bombed about it, blown to bits. The sensation was more incredible than he could ever imagine. After the initial orgasm blast, and subsequent minor ones that followed immediately but were actually all a part of the same orgasm, Chet withdrew and received even MORE sensations as his cock cleared Jin\rquote s pussy.\par \tab More cum shot out onto the girl\rquote s belly and up her chest. \ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote he exclaimed. Rusty smiled, Jed smiled, it was only the beginning.\par \tab The sensation from Chet\rquote s dong was lasting, it was even better than getting a hummer from Keri! He stared down to Jin\rquote s twat, covered in his jiz. On her own the young Chinese girl frigged herself. Brittany and Bonnie were side by side and on the side to have a side look on the horrors, Wanda and Christine were behind the pairings, accepting it and waiting.\par \tab Taran and Keri were paired up nextly. Keri laid down on the carpet, this after a few lingering touchy-feely moments between the legs of the sitting Rusty. He consoled her as if she were his daughter, patting her stomach and then diddling her cunny to his delight. He at length patted her ass and sent her to her new task.\par \tab Taran slowly advanced onto Keri. Keri was a tad bit more emotional about the ordeal, but managed somehow to maintained herself. She clenched as Taran\rquote s cock brushed against her entrance. The boy looked down between their bodies and used a hand to work his prick into her. Keri closed tight her eyes and opened her legs a little more. Taran eased into the girl and made love to her slowly\'85\page\tab\'85until that pivotal moment came whereas he was no longer in control of himself. Then he was an animal, a dog; fucking furiously like a rabbit. All poor Keri could do was endure--until she herself was driven to the brink of orgasm and she began to freak out.\par \tab All those in attendance watched as the pair flailed about madly, arms and legs akimbo--their hips slapping hard into one another until the threshold of their union achieved that ultimate goal and then they plummeted into obscurity.\par \tab Who was left? Ben and his sister Stacey and the eight year old Kellie.\par \tab Ben looked nervous. Stacey sat on her butt with her arms wrapped about knees. A look came to Ben. Ben gulped. There was no way, no way, he conveyed, that he was going to screw his little sister.\par \tab Another look was conveyed to him (from Rusty) \lquote Screw her or I\rquote LL screw her!\rquote\par \tab And then Jed would screw her, and then Rusty would screw her, and then Jed--and of course there were those other two holes to fill, too.\par \tab The message was received. It wasn\rquote t liked, but it was received.\par \tab Stacey was emotional. Not overly emotional, just not overly pleased with the horrific situation. Her brother came onto her and rested his boner onto her pussy. He began to pump as if he were \ldblquote in\rdblquote the girl. Stacey gave it away so noting that he was \ldblquote not in yet.\rdblquote\par \tab The belt came out into play, THE belt. Ben raised up his hips and guided in his young missile. He had never wanted to actually FUCK his sister, maybe rub on her--and he did, and watch her change clothes--of which he did that, too. He mainly, though, wanted to FUCK her girlfriends. And there were, as well, a pair of cute cousins he wanted to doink.\par \tab He doinked his sister, though, five minutes worth before submitting to a lovely-lovely orgasm. It was beyond belief for the both of them. He was an avid wanker, Stacey had just begun fingering her poon and discovering the wondrous elusive sexual feelings.\par \tab But full out and out sex was bombastically more incredible!\par \par \tab Rusty\rquote s eyes fell on Chet. Chet licked his lips. Outside there was a full moon bathing the desert in a translucent light. A coyote howled in the distance, bats squeaked and someone in the van farted.\par \tab Little Kellie wept. A lot. Her emotions went wild and rampant and there was intervention from the new arrivals. Wanda and Christine, knowing better, chimed in, themselves\'85\page\tab To no avail, however, and they knew that they would be punished later on. But Chet did the deed. He didn\rquote t like and silently seemingly vowed vengeance. There was no denying, though, the sincere sexual sensations of fucking a little girl. He seemed to like it, though he strongly outwardly professed to deny it.\par \tab Taran went into Kellie nextly. Then Ben took his turn.\par \tab Stacey clenched up the carpet as Taran and Chet sunk their bones into her pussy, screwing her until they had both successfully cum. The emotional state of ALL the participants, secured or otherwise, was unbelievable. \par \tab After the boys had all had their dongs in Stacey, she was taken to the lap of Rusty. Nothing more than simply occupying his lap. She was frightened, though, very-very frightened. Ben gave the look of warning, a hopeful warning to the bastard who held his sister--you better not do anything to her you fucker!\par \tab Rusty paid the twerp no mind and the boys continued on merrily fucking Kellie, Keri, and Jin.\par \par The Second Cumming\par \tab The desert air was cool, the moon was full, the situation was still hellish. There was relief, though, Brittany and Wanda spilled a gusher load of pent up piss. Christine and Bonnie no longer needed to go--they had released their full bladders in the van. They were not punished as they expected to be--but then again, that goes for interpretation, too.\par \tab Twinkling lights could be seen in the distance, campfires from the desert campground. In the far-far distance there was vehicle traffic. The younger kids were tired, sore, sticky, and sleepy. They were allowed their rest while continuing hanky and much panky continued.\par \tab It was Brittany and Bonnie firstly. They were friends, sort of coworkers, they worked in the same area. Brittany was 21 years young while Bonnie was just 19. Both had boyfriends. Brittany was an anal virgin, save for a couple of times when she was a teen. Bonnie was a pussy virgin. She professed to giving head and taking it in the ass, but was reserving her cunny for someone special.\par \tab Wanda lay out on the warm desert sand. She had made a few feeble attempts to thwart the sexual assault, but the electrified dog collar made those attempts foolish. She endured being raped by both the abductors with both men bringing her to multiple orgasms.\par \tab When done she rolled to her side and vomited.\page\tab Christine and the two new arrivals would have to wait until the morning for \ldblquote their turn.\rdblquote the two men loaded them up back into the van, the van\rquote s cargo area was rendered secure and the two men entered into the cabin area. The seats there were customizable and could be turned to make a bed. It was a little snug but comfortable just the same. A simple sheet covered their nude bodies. They toyed with their naughty prongs and went to sleep.\par \tab Mandy did, too.\par \par New Day Nothing New\par \tab It was obvious that her mind was in overload. It was almost too much to bare, she wasn\rquote t dealing with the insanity all that well. But it was only a matter or time before she crossed the threshold of acceptance or absolute psychosis that would put her in therapy the rest of her life.\par \tab\ldblquote Put your hands on their ass.\rdblquote came the voice again, stabbing into her mind. Brittany at first rebuked the horrible command, \lquote just do it\rquote had been drilled into her mind, too, another voice, a female type voice. But \lquote just do it\rquote was something Brittany just couldn\rquote t do. Could she?\par \tab At length the threshold of tolerance and acceptance had been crossed. She realized that there WAS nothing that she could do, no one was going to help, it was insane--totally!\par \tab Pumping steadily between her legs was a boy she came to know as Chet. On their knees at her head was the other two boys, Taran and Ben. Up between their legs she had to place her hands--this after masturbating the boys\rquote dongs, fondling their balls. Her hands had to come to their bare ass and caress.\par \tab She lay on her back on desert sand. She (they) were in the shade, but the sun was creeping up fast in the clear blue sky. Occasionally drifts of coolness came along the ground level (from the nearby river/creek).\par \tab On the step-side of the van sat Jin and Keri, Kellie and Stacey were inside the van with Christine and Wanda. Bonnie sat on Rusty\rquote s cushioned stool, awaiting her turn. As with Brittany the previous day, the boys undressed Bonnie. Nothing more, just undressed her.\par \tab Chet finally got his nut, his eyes fluttered and he shuddered from toes to eyebrows. He made verbal outbursts about the deed, praising God, mixed cussing, and scoring the sex act.\par \tab Taran got his turn, Chet sat back masturbating, massaging his aching bone. Brittany continued fondling and fingering Ben\rquote s ass. Taran didn\rquote t waste too much time in coming to cum, under two minutes. He was already pretty fired up and pumped furious when seated into the woman\rquote s cunt.\page\tab Ben took the longest to cum. \par \tab When all three boys had done their thing they got a reprieve--they even got to out to the creek to cool off! \par \tab\ldblquote Kinda risky, aint it?\rdblquote inquired Jed.\par \tab Rusty nodded that it was so, but it was necessary to sway them.\par \tab\ldblquote The collar,\rdblquote Jed continued, \ldblquote water proof?\rdblquote\par \tab Rusty watched the three nude boys frolic in the knee deep water, splashing all about and being carefree. \ldblquote We\rquote ll see.\rdblquote he told his friend.\par \tab Jed rolled his eyes, shook his head and gave his friend a whimsical smile. He massaged his cock, it still ached. Terribly. Brittany lay on the sand, cum oozing from her pussy. He wanted to fuck her, terribly; but his cock needed the rest. He nodded to the apprehensive but calm Bonnie.\par \tab\ldblquote Get on her.\rdblquote he told her. Bonnie gulped, she needed clarity.\par \tab\ldblquote Sit on her face.\rdblquote Rusty added.\par \tab Both Bonnie and Brittany made faces of displeasure. Bonnie nearly broke down and wept. She maintained herself and moved to settle on her friend\rquote s face.\par \tab\ldblquote Go on down, you know the drill.\rdblquote cooed Rusty.\par \tab Bonnie did, she didn\rquote t like it, but she knew the drill.\par \tab The rest of the gang, the girls, watched as Brittany and Bonnie 69ed.\par \tab\par \tab There was something about Bonnie. There was something about Brittany, too; and Stacey, Kellie, Keri, Jin; each girl/woman had a nuance about her. Each girl was different, even naked and sprawled out. Rusty liked Keri, and there was something about Jin he liked, too. And Christine, and Bonnie. Bonnie was nineteen, she was cute, small frame, small face, short kinky permed hair, small eyes, whimsical face and most general had been always a smiler.\par \tab She licked and licked and licked on her friend\rquote s coozey, pulling the \ldblquote lips\rdblquote apart and digging in. Brittany was not so inclined to be so involved, but fear prompted her to proceed with the hellish command; she licked out Bonnie\rquote s cunt and tried to stem the tide of new unique feelings.\par \tab Jed came around and began caressing Bonnie\rquote s ass. He had Brittany pull the girl\rquote s cheeks open and his massive Scottish fuck pole began prodding its way into Bonnie\rquote s hole.\par \tab Bonnie paused a moment, she latched onto Brittany\rquote s cunt and held on until the man was in her. No lubrication this time around. Once all the way in he slowly-very slowly began to pump.\page\tab The man known as Rusty came to his knees, waggling his cock before Bonnie\rquote s face. She willingly began slurping on it, going all the way down and sucking on his hairless testicles, too.\par \tab She only got to suck him a few times before he glided his tool into Brittany\rquote s sopping wet poon. Like Jed, he pumped all the way in and did a slow methodic fuck. A time or two he pulled out and Bonnie sucked him.\par \tab\ldblquote Pull her legs back.\rdblquote Rusty told Bonnie calmly. Bonnie complied, locking her arms around Brittany\rquote s legs and holding them back. It helped angle up Brittany\rquote s asshole. Bonnie helped guide his prong into the clenching sphincter. Brittany\rquote s hot breath on Bonnie\rquote s poon was near intoxicating.\par \tab Both Fuckers accomplished their task, Jed filling Bonnie\rquote s asshole to the maximum capacity. A river of his cum spilled out of the anus, dripping down to her furry burger and onto Brittany\rquote s head. \ldblquote Lick it clean!\rdblquote Jed commanded of Brittany.\par \tab Brittany was repulsed but complied. She licked Bonnie\rquote s dirt chute clean of cum, her pussy, and then nuzzled on Jed\rquote s balls and cock shaft.\par \tab Rusty shot a nice wad into Brittany\rquote s asshole as well as her pussy.\par \tab Bonnie willingly slurped the cum from Brittany\rquote s poon, licked her hole and sucked wholly on Rusty\rquote s cock. She was a keeper.\par \par *****\par \par Don\rquote t Go Down There, It\rquote s Dark!\par \tab Wanda watched as their clothes went one by one down the slow moving creek. All the van \ldblquote passengers\rdblquote clothing, \lquote cept for panties. Those were kept by the two men of the van. Wanda leaned down and drank the water from the creek, behind her pumped steadily the one man known as Jed. His cock was massive, not so much as being extraordinarily LONG, but it was girthy--thick. It made her asshole hurt.\par \tab She couldn\rquote t imagine how the others felt being fucked in the pussy or ass by the endowed man. She noted, too, that most of them were settling in and getting used to be sexually abused. She knew herself that to avoid the pain infliction compliance was the only norm.\par \tab But she was not going to be all that willing and would seek out any manner of escape possible.\page\tab Before noon, all the boys stuffed their rested weenies into Brittany and Bonnie. They were sucked first, nuzzled, and had their assholes fingered. Then full out and out fucking. If a boy couldn\rquote t cum in the selected pussy--he had to try for the adjacent asshole.\par \tab Chet managed to cum in Brittany\rquote s pussy. He was allowed to rest before stuffing Bonnie. Taran was unable to unload liquid love into Brittany, so he got sucked and fondled and when he once more felt the stirrings of orgasmic bliss seething through his loins, he stuffed her asshole. The young adult lay on her back, legs up in the air, her hands supporting her ass basting in the noonday sun while a twelve year old boy sodomized her.\par \tab Christine. She was Rusty\rquote s girl. He liked her the most. A lot. He doinked her front and back, caressed her body and urinated on her. Lightly he spanked her as she lay across his lap. Pulling a cheek he invited Ben to stuff her hole. Meanwhile Taran humped off into her mouth.\par \tab Though Jed was a genuine pervert, and liked young children to satiate his perverted lust, he took a strong shine to Wanda. She was an adult, the same age as he was (27). She was slenderly built, very-very attractive, and he desired to rest his wicked bone in her--constantly.\par \tab Another burger run was made, this time no new (new-er) passengers.\par \tab The van returned to almost the exact same place. The crew ate and then slept. As the sun dipped into obscurity and the moon began to rise, the crew watched in some horror (if not awe) as big dicked Jed took his beefy prong to the youngest member of the kidnapped group, eight year old Kellie.\par \tab He lay down and significantly lubed up his schlong, then brought the young child onto his body and with equally beefy strong hands glided her up and down his bone. He had the girl take her own hands to steady his cock and guide it into her pussy.\par \tab She had previously been fucked by all three boys, licked on, fingers, and Rusty had fucked her, too. The girl made horrendous outbursts as the massive prong began tearing its way into her body. Christine and Wanda shouted from the back of the van to stop. The turned most their pleas to Rusty, who seemed the leader and the more rational one and easier to deal with.\par \tab Rusty, though, did nothing but hold Keri on his lap, his own cock embedded up the girl\rquote s corn chute. Her legs draped over his and Ben on his knees licking her cunt.\par \tab Everyone was upset and made quite a fuss.\par \tab But the dirty devilish deed was done.\par \tab Little Kellie was pushed off when Jed was done and done. She didn\rquote t move. For the first time, Mandy saw a young person bleeding. She held disdain for the one called Jed, and she wasn\rquote t too happy with Rusty, either.\par \tab Kellie didn\rquote t move. Not for a long-long time. She breathed, but her breathing was labored. She held her hands to her bloodied pussy and lay in a curled fetal position.\par \tab\ldblquote You son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote declared Brittany.\par \tab\ldblquote Why, yes--yes I was!\rdblquote Jed chortled, he then brought a heavy hand across the girl\rquote s face that nearly sent her into a state of unconscious. The others who had same-like words for Jed held them in check.\par \tab Jed picked up someone\rquote s panties and wiped his dick and balls clean.\par \tab The crew settled down with vengeance in their hearts.\par \par \tab Sprawled out in the cab on the seats turned bed, naked Rusty and Jed \ldblquote serviced\rdblquote one another, sucking one another in their own 69er. Jed was at the point of climax when a noise alerted Rusty. He raised his head and cum spurted from Jed\rquote s cock splashing and coating Rusty\rquote s bare neck.\par \tab The windows in the cab area were down to get free flowing air and to be alerted to any \ldblquote noises\rdblquote . He scooted to the passenger area and peered out into the darkness, the full moon helped to see, though--and located the source of the \ldblquote noise.\rdblquote\par \tab It was someone, running. They had come to the small river and splashed across it running for their life. Jed threw open the privacy door to the cargo area and flicked on a very bright light.\par \tab A quick head count and there was one missing.\par \tab There was an air vent opened, too. The vent was on the floor and there was an opening, just barely-barely enough to allow a passenger to escape. Brittany.\par \tab Rusty swallowed. Jed fumed. The \ldblquote passengers\rdblquote looked on in fear.\par \par \tab Though the desert was relatively \ldblquote flat\rdblquote per se, there was no sign of the escapee. There were small depressions, desert water channels that were dry, bushes and boulders and the remains of ancient foundations of homesteads.\par \tab\ldblquote Go up along the river to the camp.\rdblquote Rusty told his friend. Dressed and with a backup Device the young man took off quickly.\page\tab Rusty crossed the river and scanned the desert. The bright moon was one thing against Brittany; in her fright and haste to quickly scurry from insanity she was prone showing herself and not apt to being subtle or very stealthy.\par \tab Although she may have some wits retained and lay still until Rusty left the area. In his hand he carried the Device, the original. He pressed the Activate button.\par \tab Nothing.\par \tab No screaming, no ranting, no flopping about madly on the desert sand. This was not good. He looked to his left towards the desert camp, twinkling lights of campfires. The desert highway was a good twenty miles to the northwest of that camp. He doubted Brittany could make it there. The desert terrain could be rough on a nude body, \lquote specially the bare feet.\par \tab The camp, though, there was a road there--the drive-in, a camp host/hostess, and other people. Could be trouble. Could be. Squatting down he scanned the area long and hard. \lquote Move, damn you, move!\rquote\par \tab He pressed the Activate button repeatedly. According to the dial indicator the Device was working. \par \tab\lquote The collar, water proof?\rdblquote Jed had asked earlier.\par \tab Rusty would have likened to think so. He was almost certain the electrical housing unit was sealed off enough to prevent water shorting it out--sweat, bath water, river water.\par \tab Suddenly there was movement, something scurried off in the distance, running fast. A human. Brittany.\par \par \tab Quickly he dashed off trying to intercept. Her fright, though, propelled her and she managed to elude him--if only momentarily. She screamed into the night, \ldblquote KEEP THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!\rdblquote Rusty pressed the Activate button again and saw an electrical arch on the dog collar attachment. It HAD shorted out. \lquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rquote he bitched.\par \tab Temporarily Brittany was out of sight. Rusty squatted and waited. Listening. Only light desert breezes, a warbling from some bird, a bat squeaking its sonar\'85\par \tab And quickly scurrying feet!\par \tab Rusty stood and focused, and there she was!\par \par \tab Swiftly Rusty charged after her and though he was clad with boots and his Subject barefooted, she somehow managed to evade him and outpace him. Adrenaline has that ability.\page\tab It was short lived, however. Brittany stepped on a sharp piece of desert, tripped, and fell headlong into a small gully depression. Rusty was right on top of her--and was promptly fended off successfully with a hearty and mighty kick to the groin.\par \tab Brittany was up and running again. Rusty lay consoling his severely aching balls. He wanted to call out to Jed who was probably already at the desert campground.\par \tab Once more the search for the escapee was on, tears continued to flood from his eyes, he coughed and sputtered as the pain was unrelenting. The pain in his balls would remain for quite some time.\par \tab He stumbled onto a dirt road. It was ill-kept and unused. He tried gathering himself and was buzzed by a bat. He became a little disorientated and realized that he was just a little lost. Carefully he picked the small sharp rocks from the heel of his hands, he had skint up his shins and knees, too. When he got the girl back to the van he was give her SUCH a spanking.\par \tab But he vowed not as harshly as Kristal had received. He admitted to himself that that unfortunate business had gone too far.\par \tab He stood and gathered himself once more. \lquote Where are you, sweetie?\rquote his breathing was still labored, his ball sac still in much pain. He heard nothing. Nothing. He began to sweat and contemplate returning to the van, collecting Jed, and getting out of the area as quickly as possible\'85\par \tab\'85when suddenly he was attacked.\par \tab Brittany came lunging up out a ditch running along the road, and she came armed--with a large 20 lbs slab of rock. She managed to bash the rock to Rusty\rquote s shoulder, her aim had been to his head but she was injured, in a panic, and pissed off.\par \tab Rusty stumbled and fell to the roadway. Brittany kicked him and struck off at a run down the road. Rusty shook off the attack, his shoulder hurt extensively throughout the area, the rock had managed to cut his ear, too. She was going to get the ass beating of a lifetime, he vowed to get the spare fan belt and welt her backside good!\par \tab Staggering thru the moonlit night he ran after the girl.\par \tab\ldblquote Keep away from me!\rdblquote screamed the hysterical girl.\par \tab Rusty continued his pursuit.\par \par \tab Occasionally the girl paused to collect hand sized rocks to hurl at her pursuer. Rusty managed to dodge all but one. The \ldblquote one\rdblquote pegged his otherwise undamaged knee. \page\tab Rusty backed off, he could still see her and he didn\rquote t want to risk getting pegged in the noggin--the bitch could actually kill him! Brittany almost paused breaking down, a misguided bat buzzed her and frightened her and she struck off quickly again.\par \tab A large pile of great boulders, slabs, and debris there came to be. Old equipment lost to time lay scattered on both sides of the unused road. Rusty paused long enough to read a well weathered sign laying in the sand:\par \tab T om so Gen ra Rock Q a ry #2\par \tab No where was Brittany. This was a very dangerous place, she could be lurking in hiding anywhere, with another 20 pound rock in her hand. Great monumentus slabs of boulders and rocks jutted skyward. The derelict digging cranes stood lifeless in the backdrop of the night.\par \tab She could be anywhere.\par \tab Wisely Rusty moved to the shadowy side of a derelict rock processing machine; after hunkering down he took his time taking in the abandoned quarry. Anywhere, she could be anywhere. She was pissed off, but frightened, too. She could have managed somehow to ditch him, elude him and be back on her way\'85\par \tab He whirled around to peer down the empty road.\par \tab Nothing.\par \tab Suddenly there was gravel falling. He stood and clunked his head on the machine\rquote s lever, stumbled and bashed his already bleeding and aching shin on another portion of the machine.\par \tab Close by the great DEEP pit gravel was scurrying--having been dislodged by someone creeping along trying to be stealthy. Rusty moved to the edge of the precarious site and strained to see. He saw nothing. He waited. He held his breath and scanned the upper area of the quarry.\par \tab\ldblquote KEEP AWAY FROM ME!\rdblquote screamed out a voice, Brittany.\par \tab He didn\rquote t see her, not until she verbally lashed out. He spied her, moving steadily along the crumbling quarry stone. \par \tab\ldblquote Hey, hey be-be careful, you\rquote re going to fall!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote FUCK YOU!\rdblquote she shouted back--and promptly lost some footing and grip and slipped a few feet down the weathered/slick surface of questionable rock. She shrieked and Rusty made his way--limpingly, towards her. The \ldblquote pit\rdblquote was some 2-300 feet deep and a slight angle. A pool of narly water was at the bottom and no telling how deep THAT was. It didn\rquote t look too healthy in any event.\page\tab\ldblquote Come on back, or stay where you--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote KEEP AWAY!\rdblquote screamed out the girl hysterically. She slipped some some more but managed to hold on. Rusty was in a near panic himself. He cussed his luck and precariously picked his way along the edge of the quarry to the girl\rquote s position. Frantically Brittany screamed and cussed and moved quickly along\'85\par \tab\'85she suddenly let out a horrific scream and slipped. And was not able to regain a handhold. Rusty watched her as she tumbled down the rocky slope of the steep incline of the quarry and then hit the pool of water.\par \tab For a long moment thereafter nothing. Rusty didn\rquote t move.\par \tab Bits of rocks and gravel continued to roll down until at last no more.\par \par ****\par \par Well, Shit!\par \tab The morning sun came brightly and warmly. All was quiet and still on the desert. An eeriness fell silently upon those of the van. Christine began to pee. There was no holding back and she was afraid--to make a noise or to ask to be let out. She had peed before but still didn\rquote t like it, the smell for one thing was horrendous enough. So far she hadn\rquote t had to do a Number Two. \par \tab Others of the van were peeing were they were secured/tethered, no one said anything and merely waited. By the solemn look and mannerism of the lead kidnapper, the worst fate for Brittany was assumed. Rusty had returned a couple of hours before daybreak. The cohort came along shortly after. They spoke outside the van and then the cab\rquote s doors were heard. The van was fired up and moved.\par \tab The door was finally opened, including the vinyl security door. After that, nothing. Silence. Jed sat on the instep and Rusty took a walk alone.\par \tab\ldblquote I gotta go.\rdblquote whined Stacey.\par \tab\ldblquote Pee?\rdblquote inquired Jed. \par \tab The little nodded, \lquote No.\rquote\par \tab He untied the girl and helped her out. He took her around the rear of the van and had her brace against the bumper, stand at a stance with her legs apart, Jed himself parted her cheeks and cooed to her to \ldblquote go ahead.\rdblquote\par \tab Stacey wasn\rquote t so inclined to crap with Jed present, but the pressure was great and soon she was doing just that--crapping with Jed present. Jed watched with some sadistic sick glee; masturbating and rubbing the girl\rquote s ass. She peed also. \page\tab When she had finished pooping, Jed used some toilet paper and cleaned her. He then turned her about and made her sit on the chrome bumper of the custom van. The bumper was a wee bit warm but she complied. Jed cooled her down by peeing on her. She also serviced him by sucking him.\par \tab All of the passengers had needs, to poop and/or pee. Jed took them one by one. Rusty was still out on his \ldblquote walkabout.\rdblquote After the bathroom stuff had been done and each member, each member sucked his willy, Jed had Chet and Taran lay on the floor of the van and suck one another. He himself caressed Taran\rquote s ass. The boys were none too pleased about cocksucking one another--none too pleased at all.\par \par \tab When Rusty returned in the mid afternoon, \ldblquote Load \lquote em up, we\rquote re moving.\rdblquote They went cross country for a while, drove across the creek and circumvented the desert campground before coming onto the desert road that led out to the desert highway.\par \tab Minutes later there was a desert highway rest stop. The van pulled in to a lone parking space and the two kidnappers came into the cargo area. The passengers all had the notion that \ldblquote something was up.\rdblquote\par \tab Rusty removed his clothes, Jed followed suit.\par \tab Rusty looked over the crew and focused on Ben and his sister.\par \tab Stacey assumed the position, on her hands and knees. Rusty caressed her ass and finger fucked her asshole while she herself slurped on her brother\rquote s cock. Then, she had to turn about and suck on Rusty\rquote s cock while her brother stuffed himself up her ass.\par \tab After five minutes and he hadn\rquote t cum, the girl laid out on her backside, pulled her legs back and the sibling laid into her, stuffing her pussy and fucking until he creamed in her.\par \tab When he had he had to sit back and watch as Taran and Chet too their turns. Chet eased into the girl\rquote s pussy; at the five minute mark and he hadn\rquote t arrived at a sufficient orgasm, he went up her ass. Stacey remained on her backside, still pulling her legs back. The boy finally unloaded and it was almost like it was his first orgasm.\par \tab Taran straddled Stacey chest and fucked there, the girl kissing the tip of the boy\rquote s schlong until he blasted a hot sticky load of boy spunk. Jin got the task of cleaning the girl\rquote s face of the spunk, Kellie sucked on Taran cum shooter and Keri licked on Stacey\rquote s pussy.\par \tab Then, the girl and her brother were blindfolded and had their hands tied behind their backs. The door was opened to reveal a setting sun\'85\page\tab Christine griped the pillar she had been secured to, she tried counting the \ldblquote buttons\rdblquote of the button-tuck vinyl ceiling but occasionally lost track as her abductor plowed her. Her eyes fluttered and she could feel every inch of his invading manhood sliding into her. There was no denying the intensity of the fuck.\par \tab It wasn\rquote t too particularly \ldblquote passionate\rdblquote , but it wasn\rquote t violent, either.\par \tab When he finally came, he was even gentle about it. He lay on her and suckled her breasts--and continued pumping until his cock was well spent within her poon. He pulled out and lay his prick on her swamp box and humped a little more. A little more juice spilled and further soaked her pussy. When done and done-done, he sat up and leaned against the partition wall massaging his cock.\par \tab Wanda grunted as Big Dick Jed slammed her. He was more deliberate and aggressive. She endured it, as did Christine, as did the others. Jed fucked slow and then sped up. He pushed the woman\rquote s legs back and drilled her pussy into oblivion. The woman tried and tried and tried to stop cumming, but failed. Multiple orgasmic explosions screamed thru her body. She gripped the big Scotsman\rquote s body, raking his bare backside with her fingernails--her hips began to pound into him and they entered into a harmonious sexual euphoria.\par \par \tab The sounds of trucks, lots of trucks, filtered into the van\rquote s cargo area. The vent Brittany had managed to wriggle thru had been replaced and made secured. It still allowed some natural air to filter in, the van had traveled on a smooth roadway for many miles, hours. \tab \par \tab The van\rquote s passengers were down to six. Christine had thought for sure she was going to be taken out, she had seen a trend--you get doinked by the kidnappers--you get put out somewhere. Ben and Stacey had been booted at the rest stop. Wanda at a lone crossroads. \par \tab The sounds of idling trucks, air brakes, grinding gears, backing up trucks, and trucks trucking indicated that the van was at some sort of truckstop. Kellie was the center of attention, on her hands and knees sucking on Rusty\rquote s cock, behind her Chet and Taran licked her ass crack, jammed their fingers into her asshole and pussy, and then their bigger fingers. The boys were virtually \ldblquote cummed\rdblquote out and so they were allotted five minutes fucking time.\par \tab Both Rusty and the one known as Jed creamed off into the little girl\rquote s mouth. Thereafter she was cuddled and kissed on--then blindfolded, bound hand and foot and taken out of the van.\page\tab Bonnie moved slowly up and down, she made small meek grunts. She clenched and twitched and heightened her breath a time or two; reeling as she was filled to capacity with her abductor\rquote s cock.\par \tab His hands gripped her ass and squeezed hard, almost helping her move up and down as she lay on the naked man. Her mind was delirious and not of her own. His fingers touched her rim causing her pussy to clench tightly onto the invading shaft.\par \tab No words were spoken. Mandy couldn\rquote t recall anyone saying anything since the trek had begun. What happened to the \ldblquote passengers\rdblquote after they were put out of the van she didn\rquote t know. She was just along for the ride. She had begun to worry, about herself--not so much as the psychosis she was possibly having--on-going, but the intense heat waves seething throughout her body.\par \tab Rusty did his deed and sat up. Nothing more, no superlatives, nothing else follows. Lightly Bonnie fingered her pussy. Sexual bliss ran like a maddening river and she was unable to stem the tide. \par \tab She was turned over, Rusty sat on his seat with Keri on his lap. Jed admiring her ass, and hole. He nodded to Christine and the teen scooted down to whereas Bonnie could nosh on her. Both had come to just accept their torment and deal with it. There was naught to do about it--that didn\rquote t or wouldn\rquote t result in Death.\par \tab Jed made anal entry into Bonnie, stuffing her hole deeply and pounding hard. Bonnie latched onto Christine\rquote s cunt and held on for dear life. Rusty clung to the child on his lap--he seemed distant. The wave of intense heat began to swallow Mandy and she began to become frightened. Something wasn\rquote t right.\par \par Grand Finale\par \tab The feeling was intense--Chet clearly didn\rquote t want it to end. No wonder sex was so sought after. There was nothing else that gave such a wondrous feeling--that he knew of. Keri was in a sheen layer of sweat, sex sweat. Her little mouth undulated uncontrollably. She clenched just as so and tried to fend off the strong sexual feelings reeling within her young body.\par \tab In her ass was Taran.\par \tab All three lay on their sides fucking.\par \tab Jin sat on Christine\rquote s face having the teenage girl\rquote s tongue buried deeply into her young twat. The Chinese girl lay down with the one known as Rusty plowing her asshole. In Christine\rquote s cunt was Jed.\page\tab Occasionally Jed pulled out of Christine\rquote s cunt and humped the entrance. He had Jin suck him and then he was back into Chris\rquote cunt. Chet managed to cum in Keri\rquote s pussy. He kept himself in her and continued pumping. Taran was just about all cummed out, the \ldblquote feeling\rdblquote was there but no production.\par \par *****\par \par \tab The heat was intense. Very. It was unbearable; she felt like she was choking. Everything around her melted. There were no flickering flames, but there was the sound of such. The sound, though, was something more. She was no place, but someplace. Someplace else. It wasn\rquote t good. She could scarcely breathe let alone think.\par \tab Panic quickly ensued and she began to freak out. Seemed the thing to do. She ran. She didn\rquote t really know if she was running or not, but she THOUGHT she was running and that\rquote s what counted. \tab\par \tab She screamed as she felt the flickering flames consuming her. She could see only horrendously bright lights of flickering flames, the heat quickly became more intense.\par \tab Suddenly there was a cooling.\par \tab The heat was right back but the cooling came too, stronger and overwhelming the heat. Before her there was something. It was strange, a fog. The flickering of the flames dissipated and the heat became a memory.\par \par \tab A shroud of slow moving fog came to be, moving listlessly through a stand of pines. The ground was a layer of pine needles. Jutting out into the scene were great granite boulders. No sounds. Nothing stirred. All was quiet and serene. Too serene.\par \tab She couldn\rquote t feel her body. She couldn\rquote t feel anything. \par \tab Suddenly there were voices. They were garbled and made no sense.\par \tab Whirling around she felt herself tumbling, tumbling and rolling.\par \tab Thankfully a nearby tree stopped her.\par \tab She had no wits to gather but she gathered herself and lay still. It was cooler laying close to the ground. She could almost smell the earth. Her breathing calmed and she did indeed begin to feel better. The voices slipped away and she was alone.\page\tab How long she lay by the tree she didn\rquote t know. Had she drifted off to sleep? Was this yet another facet of her psychosis. Was she slipping? Slipping away?\par \tab There were still no wits to gather so she did the best she could. It was a slow-slow very slow process. Her eyes hurt. Then every fiber of her being hurt--or at least tingled; like that pleasant feeling one gets when the arm or foot falls asleep!\par \tab Painstaking measures were needed, taking a toil on her body and mind before arriving to a sitting position. The fog was no longer present, but it was still sort of gloomy. It was a forest. A deep-deep forest. The pines she could just barely smell. There was sunlight filtering in and the woods in all gave her the feeling of being somewhere high up in elevation.\par \tab She waited.\par \tab And waited.\par \tab And waited some more.\par \tab The voices came again--they were still unclear. They were frighteningly close. She saw them naught and it caused her to get motivated. She struck off in some sort of a run, tripping into trees, stumbling over rocks and logs until breaking thru a group of bushes and spilling into a clearing.\par \tab Shaking it off she came to her hands and knees and looked about.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh no!\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote No\'85\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!\rdblquote she screamed out.\par \par \tab There were far better places to fall into. There were the same abandoned buildings, the one she had gone into, the wide-wide clearing, and the hill. The hill that led up to the train tracks.\par \tab She wept uncontrollably.\par \tab Words spilled out of her mouth but made no sense to her--she knew not what she speak! She was broken. Heart broken--soul broken. She had hoped never to return. Somehow she had. She wept.\par \par \tab It seemed as darkness was descending. She was getting cold. A strange new scent filled her, for a while she couldn\rquote t determine what it was--then suddenly she knew it. Apple pie! Fresh baked/baking apple pie! Suddenly there was her mother, busy fussing about after all day at work then coming home to cheerfully prepare the evening/daily meal. \page\tab With the apple pie it must be Saturday, and there was company coming over--relatives. It almost felt like a holiday of some sort. But it wasn\rquote t, it was an average day. \par \tab She saw her Uncle Ben sitting in a chair with a paper and his stupid Mexican dog on his lap. A ball game was on the big antique console tv her dad refused to replace. Fried chicken smothered in mushroom sauce cooked on the 1950s style stove. Cornbread was in the oven. \par \tab Mandy felt a tug. She felt she had to go somewhere, her friend Clorece and some of the other kids were going somewhere. The pizzeria! The gang from school was going to the pizzeria. Clorece said Logan was going to be there. \par \tab Mandy watched her mother move about tasting the various dishes, adjusting the heat settings, setting the apple pie on the sill. In the backyard various cousins played about. \par \tab Mandy saw herself at the door. She was going. Clorece was impatient, tapping her foot.\par \tab\lquote Mom? Can I help?\rquote \par \tab It was said to herself, though; she should have stayed. She should have helped. She was always hustling off with Clorece, but then again, her mother seldom wanted her to help anyways--they weren\rquote t close and besides, Mandy was a bit of a klutz in the kitchen.\par \tab She gulped and found tears warm on her cheek.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m sorry, Mom.\rdblquote she blurted out. The tears came and she fell to the ground crying.\par \par \tab A sound awoke her.\par \tab She was cold.\par \tab It was dark.\par \tab She was still where she had last been.\par \tab She would rather be with Rusty.\par \tab All of Rusty\rquote s \ldblquote passengers\rdblquote had been released. Almost all. Save for Christine, Keri, and Taran. Those three had opted to remain with Rusty. He offered them a new life, a new WAY of life. Mandy would have likened to stay along, too.\par \tab But that wasn\rquote t to be.\par \tab The decisions she had made in her life began to flood her. Was this a flashback? Was she dying? Life was passing before her, she saw it all in her mind--mostly all the bad things she had done--willingly.\page The End is Near\par \tab Twinkling sunlight cascaded into the area. It was noticed, though, only to the surrounding area and no natural light fell into the area compound. She shivered. Was that a sign? A good sign? She was remorseful, saddened by those things she had done. She felt those things had done her in, brought her to wherever the hell she was.\par \tab Hell.\par \tab She figured it. Hell. There were various versions of \ldblquote HELL\rdblquote , she figured everyone had different concepts--and being as such no one had really actually BEEN to Hell AND come back to give details--it was only speculation on the religious account.\par \tab Not Limbo, not Purgatory, not someplace else in between. Hell.\par \tab Had Rusty been real? Had anyone been real? Was SHE real?\par \tab When had her reality slipped into insanity?\par \tab A cold chill swept over her and she shivered.\par \tab The sunlight looked good. It was cold down in the empty village.\par \tab She recalled the last time she had gone up the little hill. Quickly she blocked it out and basically crawled her way up. At a misplaced juniper bush she paused, just a few feet more and there was the top of the hill and the train tracks a few feet further.\par \tab The grounds of the village were all swept clean, but no breezes there were and she suspected none there ever was. This was the Village of the Damned!\par \tab She paused for a long while.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck it!\rdblquote she said aloud getting a grip on herself, she tredged forward and over the lip of the hill. There lay the tracks. A single set. The steel glistened in the filtered sunlight. She stared straight ahead to the other side into the forest beyond. Closing her eyes she slowly and cautiously turned her head.\par \tab She looked left and then slowly-ever so fucking slowly looked right.\par \tab Slowly she let out her breath. No train.\par \tab No horrendous chuffing, black smoke billowing, or evil-looking engineer hanging out of the cab. All that remained was--Right or Left. Did it make a difference, really?\par \tab She turned left and began walking. There was a slant, a slight degree downwards. She felt that she had come that way before. In the beginning. Long-long ago. Had she been outrunning something/someone then, or just meandering?\par \tab She couldn\rquote t remember.\par \tab Suddenly, she felt something in the air.\par \tab She stopped.\par \tab Something wasn\rquote t right.\par \tab A horrible feeling swelled within her, surrounding her, too. She was enveloped by an ominous feeling, an aura. An aura of evil. Griped with fear (and plausible fright) Mandy was unable to move.\par \tab She could, though, turn her head.\par \tab She knew better than to do so.\par \tab But\'85\par \tab Slightly and in ultra slow motion she did.\par \tab The great behemoth size of the black train was there! Right there!\par \tab (now who didn\rquote t see that coming!)\par \par *****\par \par \tab The train didn\rquote t seem to be moving, but it seemed to be lumbering. Mandy acknowledged that it was NOT moving, but swelling, to astounding impossible sizes. Black billowing smoke were expelled from the grumbling mass. It was breathing!\par \tab Then, thru the thick smoke Mandy could see the engineer--the same one, leaning out of the cab. His gleaming puke yellow skull nodding, grinning. It was laughing, too! It wore a train engineer\rquote s outfit, down to the thick greasy gloves. In the gloves it had something. A piece of paper.\par \tab A ticket.\par \tab A train ticket!\par \tab Mandy couldn\rquote t move. She wanted to. Badly. Greatly.\par \tab The ticket seemed to be as like an offering.\par \tab Mandy knew better than to except.\par \tab The huge single light dead center on the train tore into her body. She was blinded. The lumbering-chuffing train was more--it was a beast! A hellish beast. It grumbled and growled and seemingly was drawing nearer.\par \tab But it was only swelling to incredible sizes.\par \tab Suddenly, Mandy could see the single piercing light was something like a plexiglass bubble, the bright light diminished and it was a pale yellow. Then some sort of creature was slung against the bubble, it didn\rquote t look human, but not of any creature Mandy knew of, either.\par \tab The creature what ever it was exploded at there was blood splatter.\page\tab The pale yellow light intensified back to intense brightness. There were shrieks and screams and Mandy saw in the billowing smoke that there was something of an osmosis thing going on. Huge volumes of hideous black smoke billowed out of the forward stack, but at the same time strange creatures were being sucked in!\par \tab The train seemed to be almost on her though at first it had been a ways down the track, at the trestle.\par \tab\ldblquote COME ON!\rdblquote a voice yelled.\par \tab It was clear. A voice--a human voice. \ldblquote Come on, you\rquote re almost there!\rdblquote\par \tab Panic filled Mandy. She looked around but saw nothing. The train\rquote s smoke began to fill the entire area.\par \tab\ldblquote FUCK OFF!\rdblquote bellowed the Engineer, \ldblquote She\rquote s mine!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Not until I take that ticket!\rdblquote Mandy yelled back.\par \tab For a moment there was silence.\par \tab Intense heat once more overcame her.\par \tab Everything again slowed into an unknown motion of timeless endurance. The train though still very present and ominous, was silent. No voices. The stench that had been almost equally overpowering no longer seemed to be there.\par \tab\ldblquote She\rquote s almost there,\rdblquote a voice said, \ldblquote we\rquote ve just about got her back.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Who the fuck are you?\rdblquote demanded Mandy.\par \tab\ldblquote Come back to us, Mandy, come on back.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Wake up, hon, you\rquote re almost there.\rdblquote\par \tab Mandy choked. The heat swelled around her, the flames flickered, the smoke swallowed her. She felt as if she were swimming--more or less DROWNING, something had her feet and was dragging her under.\par \tab\ldblquote MOM!\rdblquote she cried out.\par \tab\ldblquote YESsssssssss!\rdblquote came a new voice. Not exactly new, though.\par \tab It was horrendous. The stench of the train\rquote s exhaust was one thing, the stench of serious bad breath was another. But it was more than simple bad breath, it was hellish. Like rotten eggs, a backed up sewer, baby shit.\par \tab Mr. Personality was in her face!\par \tab The worms on his skull wriggled and snapped at her. A huge wicked forked snake-like tongue danced about his cracked searing lips. \ldblquote You are mine!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote NOOOOOOOOO!\rdblquote Mandy screamed.\par \tab\ldblquote OH YES!\rdblquote returned the Ultra Demon.\par \tab\ldblquote Leave me alone!\rdblquote\page\tab\ldblquote Not quite possible, my dear!\rdblquote jeered the Beast.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m a good girl! I\rquote m a GOOD girl!\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote HA!\rdblquote bellowed the hellish creature; in the swirling putrid smoke that surrounded them were the images of her Not So Good deeds. There were many images. Mandy focused on the one whereupon she \ldblquote lifted\rdblquote a $20 from her Mom\rquote s purse.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m sorry, Mom!\rdblquote she cried. \ldblquote I\rquote m fucking sorry, Mommy!\rdblquote\par \tab Mandy fell to her knees in shame and heartbroken tears spilled from her eyes.\par \tab\ldblquote I can make it better for you, my dear.\rdblquote\par \tab Mandy heard the words but couldn\rquote t react to them.\par \tab She looked up and the rancid smoke thinned--she stared at the Monster\rquote s massive cock. \ldblquote NO!\rdblquote she screamed out.\par \tab Then, fluttering down thru the smoke was the ticket.\par \tab Again the words were crisp and clear--if not glowing!\par \par \tab This Ticket Entitles the Bearer Mandy Kaseman to a \par \tab\tab\tab One Way Trip to an Enchanted Land\par \tab\tab\tab Present Ticket to Engineer for Acceptance\par \tab\tab\tab No Refunds or Return Trip\par \tab\tab\tab Ticket Price One Mandy Kaseman Soul\par \tab\tab\tab Coach Seating Only\par \tab\tab\tab Duration of Stay Forever\par \par \tab Her trembling hands reached for it. \par \tab\ldblquote Yes!\rdblquote breathed slowly and lowly the Beast.\par \tab Mandy retched. Something backed up in her throat.\par \tab\ldblquote She\rquote s choking!\rdblquote came a voice.\par \tab Suddenly there was flickering light, or steady light that was flickering into her eyes. Again she smelled apple pie, something snapped or popped close by. A sudden wave of heat swept over her face, but was replaced just as suddenly with a coolness. The light was suddenly blocked out.\par \tab Only swirling smoke there was. The Demon of Hell was gone. She didn\rquote t hear the chuffing of the great beastly train engine. She choked and felt her entire body reacting with some shooting pain. Her head hurt. Badly. Greatly. Something vile was in her throat.\par \tab\ldblquote I think we\rquote ve got her.\rdblquote said a voice.\par \tab Mandy blinked her eyes.\page\tab Looming over her as she lay down on a bed, was a bearded man she didn\rquote t quite recognize. A clean shaven man leaned on the other side of her. Something like backed up soda fizz erupted into her nostrils. Her head was supported and lifted up.\par \tab\ldblquote Here, drink this down.\rdblquote the voice was calm. She was dizzy, OH so dizzy. Her eyes tried to take everything in--and there was a lot to take in. but it all had some sort of familiarity about it.\par \tab The clean shaven man sat down--on the side of a bed. \ldblquote Hey, how are you?\rdblquote he said with a smile.\par \tab Mandy struggled for an answer.\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote re okay, now.\rdblquote spoke the bearded man. He pulled back a tin cup. A nude girl brought into play a washrag, it was freshly wet and the girl was familiar, too.\par \tab Mandy blinked her eyes. Confusion reigned supreme.\par \tab The bearded man moved away and another nude girl came and sat down beside her. Clorece! \par \tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote We thought we lost you.\rdblquote almost cried the best friend.\par \tab\ldblquote What the fu--\rdblquote a tremendous wave of nausea besieged her and she felt like hurling. The clean shaven man laid her to her side whereas a bucket came to be--just in case. She didn\rquote t hurl, but felt like it.\par \tab She was in a bed. A bunk bed. There were covers, lots of covers. She was nude--like everybody else. There were boys about, Logan! And Kristy! A massive headache swelled over her.\par \tab Above her were rafters. Rafters normally found in a cabin.\par \tab Around her were naked peoples, kids, teens, and two adult males.\par \tab\ldblquote You took quite a spill.\rdblquote said the clean shaven man.\par \tab\ldblquote You shouldna run off, you were told it was dangerous.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll deal with it later,\rdblquote continued the clean faced man, \ldblquote right now we just want to get you well.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote H-how long--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Almost a week.\rdblquote\par \tab Almost a week. Shit. Damn. Fuck.\par \tab Slowly--very fucking slowly, it came back to her. Slowly. It was a nightmare in itself but nothing like what had happened after tripping after her \ldblquote escape\rdblquote from the cabin. She had garnered herself a head concussion. A major one. She had had a major fever ravishing her body for two days. She was doing much better. Clorece and Kristy held her hand and she went to sleep.\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }