Chapter 11

Sally and Tricia had dressed and were now standing next to each other. They scarcely looked each other in the eyes, for both of the girls knew that they had behaved in such an unbelievable and shocking way in front of each other, that words could not begin to explain the bizarre rashness of their actions.

Tricia tried to analyze the situation. She was absolutely shocked at her own behavior. She told herself that it had happened because she was afraid, that the fear of being lost to die in the wilderness had caused her to act in an irrational manner. Yes, that had to be it! She had read somewhere that people do strange things under pressure, that they are not themselves. That had to be what happened to her. Well, it was over now, and she vowed that nothing like that would ever happen again!

What was important now was to make sure that Steve and Mick delivered their part of the bargain. The thing to do now was to play it real cool with these two guys and not cause any trouble.

Mick and Steve had dressed and were gathering up their gear. Tricia walked slowly over to Steve.

"Well?" she said, trying to smile.

"O.K." Steve replied, "fair enough, let's get started."

Tricia felt a wave of relief as she realized that Steve was going to keep his word.

As the foursome prepared to embark, they all became aware of a noisy and raucous laughter emanating from the thick brush about twenty feet in front of them. There was a barrage of deep, throaty voices.

"Yee Gods! Son of a bitch! "Mother-fucker!"

Tricia winced as she heard the foul and crude words and she wondered what kind of men would use such degenerate and abusive language.

Steve became uneasy and turned just in time to see the lumbering, gargantuan form of Horse Judson as he lumbered into view with a half-empty whiskey bottle in his hand. Just as quickly, Paul loomed into view, smoking a pipeful of marijuana.

Tricia felt an ominous sense of dread, as the eight other members of Horse's gang loomed into view; never in her life had she seen a more dangerous and scary group of men.

Horse suddenly lit upon the fair and voluptuous form of Tricia and he wildly slapped Paul on the shoulder.

"Goddamn!" he said. "What do you know, here are the little ladies we were going to find! Surprise eh?"

"Yeah, real nice!" Paul said as he salaciously eyed Sally's fine and feminine body.

Steve walked directly over to Horse and tried to be firm. He could sense trouble in the air and knew that he had to get Mick, himself, and the girls out of here as soon as possible.

"We were just leaving," Steve said. "Got to get these girls to the Pearson Peak Ranger Station. They're lost."

"Oh no they're not," Paul said. "We've found them."

Steve did not like the tone in Paul's voice.

"Well," Steve said, "we've got to go." As Steve started to walk past Paul, Paul grabbed him firmly by the shoulder.

"Just a minute, buddy!" Paul said, increasing his grip. "You ain't going nowhere."

"Get your hands off me," Steve said as he knocked Paul's hand from his shoulder and walked on ahead.

Before Steve knew what was happening, Paul had delivered a series of vicious, savage blows to his stomach which sent him sprawling painfully to the ground. Mick tried to run, but Horse stopped him with a sharp and swift kick to the groin.

Tricia and Sally bolted like a couple of scared colts down to the dusty dirt trail. Immediately, three of Horse's henchmen si began tearing after them. Within seconds the strong and burly men had subdued the hapless wives and had dragged them back to the rest of the men.

"You little ladies are gonna come with us!" Steve said.

"That's kidnapping!" Tricia shouted.

"No, not really," Steve said. "We're just going to help you."

"We've got all the help we need," Tricia said. "Those two men are going to take us to safety."

"Those two men were going to help you!" Paul shouted. "Now we're going to help you."

In a last, desperate attempt at freedom, Steve jumped from the ground and made a wild and desperate charge at Horse.

Horse took his fully doubled up fist and hit Steve square in the face as a red spurt of dark, red blood trickled down Steve's face as he buckled over and collapsed in a heap of flesh on the ground.

"Now I'm in control here, goddammit!" Horse said. "You and your pal just edge on out of here and let the girls go to us!"

Horse reached into his belt and pulled a small but deadly caliber revolver and pointed it in the direction of Steve.

"NOW MOVE!" Horse yelled.

Steve didn't like it, but he absolutely had no choice. Slowly, he stumbled to his feet and shook the dust from his jeans and motioned for Mick to join him. Slowly Mick and Steve backed out of the group of men to leave the two hapless teenage wives in the clutches of this dangerous group of outlaws.

"All right, men," Horse said. "We've got ourselves a couple of nice prizes here. The problem is, we've got to find a place where we can enjoy them!"

Tricia shuddered as she heard these ominous words. The thing between Steve and Mick had been out of necessity, and really hadn't been all that bad. But these men! They looked like they were ready for all sorts of bizarre action and they certainly would stop at nothing to get what they wanted from these two overly attractive female specimens.

Tricia suddenly rushed towards Horse. "You can't do this. You just can't do this!"

Horse grabbed Tricia and violently pulled her fair, white form against the muscular blackness of his huge, solid body.

"I'll show you what I can do!" he said as he planted his lips hotly against Tricia's soft mouth and thrust his thick, fleshy, warm tongue crudely down her throat.

Tricia banged the back of Horse's shoulders with her clenched fists, but it was like a mosquito trying to ward off an elephant; the huge black man held the white wife helpless in his grip.

There was something animalish and pagan about the huge black man holding the white woman in his muscle-packed arms as he kissed her wildly on the face and pressed her soft, warm tits into his rock-hard chest.

Horse suddenly allowed Tricia to break from him and he stared her hard in the eyes. She could see that he was no one to mess around with! God! He'd probably kill her and Sally both if they didn't do what he wanted.

"Hey, Horse!" Paul said. "Why don't we go up to Pearson Peak and find a cave. Once we get past the ranger station, no one will know we're there! We could keep 'em up there for days!"

There was a raucous round of catcalls and nods of approval from the men.

Each one of them secretly felt his dick stiffen at the thought of getting these two young things alone.

"All right, girls," Horse said. "Let's get started.

Two men grabbed Tricia and two men grabbed Sally as the group began the long and arduous hike towards Pearson Peak.