Chapter 4
She watched the capture of Dan Roberts with utter despair. Cassie realized that she had been hoping and supposing that he would glimpse what was taking place before he arrived on the scene and then use a gun or something to effect their release. She could see that he had probably seen nothing until he was face to face with the gun.
"Who are you people?" Dan asked.
The bearded young man with the gun smiled and his bright white teeth gleamed in spite of the dullness of the day.
"I am Adam," the young man said. "And this is Jacob, my assistant. The girls are Rebecca, Naomi, and Sarah."
"You are part of a religious sect," Dan said.
"You might say that," Adam said. "We have our own beliefs and practices and you are going to get to know all about us. And we will get to know all about you. All of you. Now, let's gather unto us our belongings and we will hike to our home."
One of the girls, a very pretty blonde with long straight hair and a cute little smile, said, "That's one of the ways we have learned. We share. Everything."
Adam spoke again. "Now, big feller, you just pick up as much of that stuff as you can carry and get moving along here with the rest of us or I'll blow a hole in your cock you can put your fist into. And, that would be a shame, 'cause these little girls of ours are just devoted to sucking cock and fucking it and there ain't no limit to what they are liable to do for a big handsome feller like you."
The girls moved over to pick up some of the luggage and Adam waved his gun at Cassie and Carol. "You two pick up stuff and carry some of it, too," he said.
The girl with the long blonde hair and the big blue eyes spoke softly to Cassie.
"Adam likes to hurt people," she said. "He says it cleanses them if they can bear pain. So, you better do like he says. He don't mind killing somebody if that's the way they want it."
Cassie picked up what she could easily carry and then they began a weird march through the drenched, fetid jungle and it seemed to her that the mud was constantly reaching up to enfold and absorb her feet and she felt a quick weariness that drained her body of its strength.
They formed a strange-looking parade and the girls with the bearded young man seemed uncaring about the rain and the way it was drenching their girlish young breasts. She caught herself glancing from one girl to another and she was impressed by the simple beauty of the girls. They were very young, probably runaways, but they seemed to be happy and content. They moved along behind their leader with no word of complaint because of the load they were carrying. The other young man, his name was said to be Jacob, she recalled, walked behind them, carrying the gun, making sure that they gave no resistance.
They walked for a long time and no one said anything. Cassie wished that she had the nerve to ask that they rest for a while but she said nothing. Their captor decided eventually that they would take time out for a rest and while they sprawled beneath a giant pine tree that kept the rain off them, they rested and smoked cigarettes and Cassie finally got up the nerve to ask some questions. "Where are you taking us?" she demanded.
Rebecca, the girl with the long blonde hair and bright blue eyes, glanced at Adam and when he nodded, she smiled at Cassie and the others. "We all live in a sort of commune, a great big cave with an overhanging ledge that gives us protection from rain and also being seen from the sky. You won't ever be found here. We've been here seven months and no one has ever flown over here."
Adam was sitting up against the bole of the tree and he was watching Carol and her with an intent look that frightened her, and Cassie wished fervently that they could get away from their captors.
Carol asked, "What do you want with us? We don't mean you any harm. We just want to get back to civilization. That's all."
"Well," Adam said judiciously, winking at his leering co-worker, "that just might take some doing. We can't see it that way. We got lots of folks gonna be glad to see you when you show up at the camp. And you got lots of goodies in them bags, I just know that. Now you going to stay with us for a while and we aim to enjoy your visit. You get so you are more of a nuisance than a delight and we just gonna bury you and quick. I don't allow any friction or unhappiness among my people, and anytime any of my folks want you to accommodate them in any way, you just better do it You don't, you won't never get any other chance to oblige."
One of the girls was named Naomi, Cassie knew. She was a small, doll-like creature with brown eyes and a soft, full mouth that practically oozed sensuality. She smiled at Cassie as she listened to Adam's words.
"Adam likes to kill people," she said. "It's always so grand and wonderful. First we have the grand black mass and then the sacrificial lamb is prepared for the altar and they are sucked dry all day and by the time they are placed on the altar during the high mass, they might just as well die. They aren't much use to anybody anymore.
"You see, Adam believes that the sexual orgasm are a great source of nourishment and when one of our guys was convicted of a crime against us, he was deprived of food for two weeks, but he was allowed to nurse anybody who would feed him their sexual juices. In two weeks, he gained five pounds. That was nursing on jism and cunt juice both.
"When one of our girls got out of line she was only allowed to suck cunt and she gained weight, too. Adam believes that the loins give up pure nourishment and it looks like he is right. We all adore Adam and we accept him as our father, our leader and our lover. That's the way it is where we live."
"Adam is the absolute ruler, is that it?" Cassie could not believe any of what she was hearing. She was certain that they had been captured by madmen, sexual perverts, people who were not really sane.
"Well, yes," Rebecca said slowly. "But, Jacob and Noah are part of a triumvirate that rules all of us. We accept commands from each of them but when Noah and Jacob ask something of us, we know that it is always with the full approval of Adam."
Cassie gave Adam an admiring stare. "You must be quite a man," she said. "Your flock seems to adore you and want to be with you. I think that is very remarkable. How did you get them to follow you off into the wilderness?"
Adam glanced at his henchman, Jacob, and the two of them grinned at each other. Jacob, the second in command, presumably, was a thin, short young man. His legs were muscular and he had strong shoulders. There was an enormous bulge at his crotch and Cassie wondered if they were all overendowed in that department. It certainly seemed that way.
She could see that Dan Roberts was watching her, wondering about her. He seemed to be worried that she would provoke their captors to violence but she knew that she would not.
Sarah, the other young girl, a brown-haired, brown-eyed child, actually, sat up straight so that her bare breasts would protrude to their fullest and she smiled at Cassie and the others. She seemed eager to explain about Adam and his group.
"We are a religious sect," she said. "Adam is our leader and we have come into the wilderness to find ourselves. Adam believes that pleasure and the great sensations that the body can experience are the purest form of religion. We are hedonists, he says, and it is our duty to give pleasure, to accept it, to use our minds and our imaginations to constantly find new ways of inducing pleasurable sensations in the body. Adam is a great teacher and we labor constantly to dream up new and greater thrills. That's why we are out here. We intend to stay a year, maybe more."
Cassie asked, "How many of you are there?"
Adam was smiling as he watched and listened. When the girls did not answer Cassie, he said, "We have fourteen with us, at present. Now we have you, too. Now, let's get going again so that we can arrive at our homeland shortly."
Cassie got up onto her feet with the others. She picked up the things that she had been asked to carry and she walked along, filled with a feeling of despair. She and Carol and Dan were captives and there seemed little hope that they would ever escape the clutches of Adam and his biblically named cohorts.
She was suddenly sure that they were going to be killed. The man, Adam, seemed to be a brute, an ignorant lout, and she could imagine all sorts of horrors at his hands. She glanced at Carol as they walked along and she was a bit encouraged because Carol did not seem to be afraid. She wishes that she could feel the same way.
They walked for a long time and then they arrived at a large, muddy clearing. They were at the base of a massive range of mountains and there were several large caves beneath the great stone bluffs. A sort of canopy effect was achieved by the overhanging ledges and the recessed entrances to the caves. There were woods on three sides of the clearing and then the caves. There were people moving about and when Adam marched them up close to a camp fire in the forecourt of the caverns, the others gathered around to gaze at the newcomers.
"These are the ones that were in the plane that we heard crash," Adam explained to his flock. "We will give them food and make them welcome. Maybe we'd better tie the big feller up for a while. You all can attend to him."
A skinny young man in a loin cloth grinned at Dan and then he was examining her and Cassie shivered.
"This here is Noah," Adam said. "He helps me and Jacob, look after our flock. After a while, the girls will help you and the other one get comfortable and then maybe we will have a little fun. Now, we don't care what kind of fun we have. It will be up to you.
"We can have a fun funeral, or maybe we can just look forward to some nice pleasant times."
The girl Rebecca was smiling at Cassie as she said, "If Adam decides that you and the other are just too much trouble, we keep your stuff and then we have us a little target practice. We tie you to a tree and everyone gets a chance to fling a shiv at you. The one that kills gets to be king for a day and the girls all have to do whatever he says. The guys and the girls sort of like being king so maybe you'd better keep in mind that they won't really care too much if you decide you don't want to play games with us. It is up to you."
Cassie listened and her heart turned over in her chest. She was tempted to plead with the bearded leader of this wild pack and ask that he kill her and spare her the indignities that utter subjugation could inspire. She wanted to be rid of her fears and she wished that she could die. Right then and there.
Adam decided that the prisoners, which Cassie and the others actually were, should be taken into the main cave and given the opportunity to eat and meditate.
"Everybody has to meditate," Rebecca said to Cassie. "It is very good for the soul. There are lots of little rooms or chambers in these caves and each of you will have a room of your own during your novice period."
Dan was looking at her and she could see that he was very upset because he could do nothing about their plight. Carol had a worried, unhappy look on her face.
Adam and the people who had accompanied them back to the commune went with them into a vast brightly lit chamber. There were candles everywhere and several small fires flickered and helped to illuminate the area. There were tables and crudely fashioned chairs and it was apparent that the room was a sort of community or family room. There were several young people in ragged shorts sitting around at the tables. They were smoking home-made cigarettes and the sweet, pungent smell of grass cloyed in her nostrils for a moment and then it was gone. She shook her head to clear it and then she glanced at the bearded leader of this ragtail bunch.
"There's food if you want some," Adam said.
Rebecca tossed her head and her long straight hair slid back and forth across her naked back. She glanced at Dan and she was licking her lips. She grinned crookedly as she stepped close to Adam so that she could whisper into his ear.
Adam nodded his big head in a judicial manner. It was obviously a practiced gesture, Cassie thought. She glanced at Carol and she could see that the pretty green-eyed blonde was frightened.
They refused food and Jacob, the young man holding the gun, kept it pointed at them. Noah, the third member of the boss trio was looking at her, Cassie saw, with a leering, lecherous look in his eyes. Again she wished earnestly for death and the quick panacea of escape that it offered. Noah was a popeyed man, sort of plump. He was clean-shaven and his raggedy shorts looked ridiculous on him. She was watching Adam and she was trembling, filled with a growing sense of helplessness and dread.
"Well, now," Adam said, "Rebecca here has some very lovely ideas and she seems to think that she could spend sometime with the big fellow here and enjoy it. Rebecca is the kind of pilgrim that likes to have folks watch her when she is at her devotions so we are all going into a special room we have fixed up for our little ceremonies and rituals. Now, you all come along nice and peaceful and it will all come out all right."
Cassie sighed. She shook her head. "I'm not going anywhere," she said. "If you are going to kill me, you can do it right here. I am not going to be manhandled and used like an animal. I'll die first."
She never felt anything touching her, but she was suddenly in another room, a large, brightly lit chamber that had running water trickling from a rock face and splashing into a catch basin below the seam that provided the water. She was laying on a bed of sorts, her hands were tied behind her back and she was decidedly uncomfortable.
She moved her head and saw that Carol was tied on another bed. Dan Roberts was spread-eagled on the floor and his hands and ankles were tied to pegs that had been driven into the hard dirt floor. Cassie shivered as she realized that she was tied in a way that made her helpless, too.
There was a fire flickering some distance away and she could feel its heat. She saw that there was a long-handled branding iron in the flames and she wondered if she was to be branded like a steer or a cow. She looked at the group that was sitting around the fire, talking.
Adam and Jacob and Noah were in the room and the three girls, their naked breasts shining in the light from the fire, were sitting opposite the males and they were mumbling some sort of incantation while they bowed their heads.
Adam clapped his hands and Rebecca lifted her head and Cassie shivered as she saw the exalted, enthralled look on the young girl's face. Rebecca was deep in the throes of some sort of sensual experience and she used her little hands to cup her pretty breasts and then squeeze them. Rebecca got up onto her feet and she stood for a time, swaying her hips, almost dancing with the fierce urgings of the sensual thrills she was obviously enjoying. She used both hands to undo the hooks of her shorts and they slid down her bare thighs and exposed her sexual area. She slid her palm beneath her slit and quickly induced orgasm in her loins. Then she stepped out of her shorts and kicked them over against a wall.
Cassie gazed at the young girl's naked body and she was impressed by Rebecca's beauty. She moved like a cat as she went to Adam and knelt at his feet. She held her hand out and he put his hand into the folds of a robe that he was now wearing. He placed a long, slender knife in Rebecca's hands and she took it, held it up so that her lips could kiss its blade. Then she got to her feet, slowly. She held the long blade in front of her, handling it very carefully.
She knelt then at Dan Robert's crotch and she touched his slacks with the tip of the knife and cut the fabric. In seconds, Dan Roberts was naked and she was playing with his cock and his balls and there was nothing that anyone could do to stop her. She began kissing and licking his soft, sensitive flesh and then his cock was suddenly erect and she giggled as she began kissing and licking its length. Cassie watched it all, entranced, and it seemed to her that Rebecca was sucking Dan's organ with a callous hunger, an avid and irresistible desire for the fruits of his loins. She watched Dan's big body as he twisted or tried to twist and squirm but then he was shaking violently as the girl nursed on him and brought his cock to a stage where it gushed freely in her hungry mouth and she devoured him and then began a new campaign, seeking more.
Cassie noticed that the others were getting undressed, too, and she saw that Naomi, the dark, doll-like little brunette, had a shaved pubis and dark streaks on her little thighs. She was obviously the type that had frequent, liquid orgasms and was not too good about washing. The sight of the girl's pubic area was revolting, Cassie thought.
The other girl, Sarah, had plump breasts, slender legs and a quick and ardent air about her. Cassie was appalled when she saw the girl squat and then urinate on the ground. No one else seemed to care.
Adam was a splendid figure of a man with a fine body, thickly muscled, and his sexual endowment should entitle him to be the leader of the group. He had an enormous cock and she could see that it was hard and the others were all hard, too.
Adam spoke to Naomi and she knelt quickly and began sucking his cock. She was using her fingers to jerk him off at the same time and when he was close to coming he grasped the back of the girl's head and shoved her mouth down over his spurting cock and she swallowed and manipulated him quickly, frenziedly. Then she did the same thing for Jacob and Sarah knelt in front of Noah so that she could relieve is tensions just as expertly.
When the girls had devoured the men they were servicing, they stood and each of them used their hand to put an end to the seething torments that were between their legs.
Cassie glanced at Dan Roberts and she saw that the girl, Rebecca, had impaled herself and she was slowly moving her hips up and down while Dan's stiff cock slid in and out of her sheath. Cassie turned her head away, repelled by the expression of unholy bliss that was alive and glowing in the girl's lovely young face. It was a look of utter ecstasy, rapture, and she could hear the whimpering little sounds the girl made when she climaxed and Dan's gusher exploded within her depths.
She tried to force her brain into blacking out but she could not do anything. Remembering the swift transition that occurred when she was still in the other room, she suspected that one of Adam's handmaidens had jabbed her with a needle filled with one of the split-second acting drugs. She had not even been conscious of losing her awareness. One moment she was awake and in the outer room, the next moment she was on her back and at the mercy of the jackals who were now standing close to her, examining her face with an unnecessary intentness.
Adam turned to look at Rebecca who was still busy with Dan. He bent over, picked up the sharp knife, then stood between Cassie's torn and tattered slacks.
She shivered as the point of the knife ruined Dan's shirt. She could feel the coolness of the air on her naked breasts and she was terrified. She was gazing up at the bearded leader and she could sense his deep interest in her near-naked person. Then the point of the knife was slicing through her slacks and panties and she could feel it when she was naked.
"We will prepare her, master," Naomi said softly. "We will make her ready for the honor that you will bestow upon her."
Adam smiled at the brunette. He licked his lips and his hands captured Cassie's naked breasts and he was molding and hurting her flesh. His nails dug into her nipples and she yelped in pain. She moved her hips and then she realized that she had wet herself. The wetness was beneath her hips and she could taste the saltiness of tears on her lips. She wished again that she could simply disappear and die.
They turned their attention to Carol and the lovely blonde seemed able to accept the things that they did to her with little agitation. Adam put his hands on Carol's soft breasts and he squeezed them and caressed them. The knife touched the fabric of her blouse and cut it away and her bare breasts were quivering with nervous anticipation or dread.
They cut her clothes from her and Cassie felt a bit better when she saw that Carol's crotch was hairless, too. She knew that many of the stews kept themselves hairless on their pubis mainly because it was so much easier to keep themselves clean and fresh and dainty in a problem area of their person.
The girls with Adam began doing things to her and she was very much upset by their callous handling of her most intimate parts. The brunette, Naomi, gathered water in a basin from the trickling crevice in the rocks and it was warm water, probably heated by the rocks it came from, Cassie suspected. There was soap and cosmetics and the girls bathed her body and washed her breasts and her intimate flesh and she could do nothing to stop them.
Then Adam approached her and he knelt between her spread thighs. She could see the knob of his sexual organ glistening in the light and it looked enormous. A moment later he was pushing it into her body and she cried out in pain as she felt the tissues of her vagina tearing, and parting. He was handling her breasts and hurting her and then he was sliding himself in and out and she could feel a time of purest agony and then she felt the swift, sweet sensations of sexual excitation and she could not believe that the crazed little sounds pouring from her throat were actually coming out of her.
Adam kept at her for a long time. She felt him sliding in and out and there was a pleasurable feeling at first and then her nerve endings and tissues became inflamed and blazing, excruciating sensations came alive within her and she seethed and burned with raw sensations too intense to ignore. Her hips began to move and she was fighting fiercely, thrilling indecently to the frictions and the stimulations that the movements of her thighs and legs helped induce in her loins.
A sense of shame and humiliation swamped her and in spite of the sexual thrills that Adam's big cock aroused and fostered in her, the sense of hideous outrage and debasement was too much for her to endure. She felt her head swirling and spinning and she heard someone saying, "She's coming now. Oh, golly, is she coming," and then a giant hand closed her throat, her body shook as though with ague, her mind was blotted out and she slid into a deep and inviting morass of exceptional bliss.
She was filled with pain when she woke again. Adam was mounting Carol and she was writhing and squealing as her tender flesh was assaulted and she was struggling viciously against the ropes that held her helpless. Cassie was weak and the feeling of shame and degradation was practically suffocating her. She could feel pain and prickling hurts in her torn flesh and she wondered if all virgins surrendered that status so painfully.
Rebecca, the long-haired blonde goddess of this crew, moved over so that she could kneel between Cassie's shifting and heaving thighs. She moved her face into the V of Cassie's legs and then she felt the girl's warm mouth clinging to her vulva, the tongue probing and scooping and she was being devoured in a way that thrilled her and terrified her all at once.
She was weeping and no one noticed, no one cared. Rebecca was a vampire, sucking harshly and noisily upon sexual flesh, filling her avid mouth again and again with the fruits of Cassie's overstimulated glands. She could feel the sweet, exquisitely stimulating efforts of Rebecca's nimble and artful tongue and she knew that the girl could force her into orgasm whenever she wanted to feast upon a new batch of girl nectars. And, Rebecca was greedy.
Then the man, Jacob, was screwing her, and another girl ate at her crotch and then the short, plump man fucked her. He was named Noah and she shivered and vibrated in a time of too much torment, too much anguish and she thought the world was coming to an end and she would die and be interred in shifting, cleansing sands.
She noticed that Carol was being used constantly by one or the other of the sect, boy or girl. It didn't seem to matter whether Carol's flesh was being exploited by a man's tongue or a girl's.
The men were concentrating on her and she being used by one after another of the males. She knew that she was not quite sane at the moment. Her brain was useless, wandering, frightening her. She could feel her body being stretched and torn and she lifted her gaze and saw that the plump little man, Noah, was again using her body. A wave of revulsion and disgust pushed her close to vomiting and she struggled valiantly at the bonds that held her and then a blinding wave of raw sensation and intense pain overwhelmed her and she fainted. She knew that she was fainting and she was filled with a sense of gladness for the mercy that her body was able to provide for her.
She slept, but she never knew for how long. There seemed to be little interest in the time of day in Adam's sect. No one cared. She was to learn that there was never any night or day within the caves. A weird sort of light was always in the caves and night and day were indistinguishable.
She woke and discovered that she was no longer tied in any way. Carol was sitting up and she was weeping. Dan Roberts was sitting up, too. He and Carol were smoking a cigarette.
The others were not in the room and there was a time of embarrassed silence. Cassie sat up and when Dan Roberts offered her a cigarette from the pack that was on the floor in front of him, she took it.
He was staring at her breasts and the exposed slit between her legs and she could feel the redness seeping into her cheeks. Her modesty or embarrassment seemed very much out of place after the things that had been done to her. Still, she felt that she might have to endure the indignities that their captors forced upon her but she did not have to endure Dan's frankly lecherous stares. She covered her breasts by folding her arms across them and she closed her legs, too.
"I'm sorry," Dan Roberts said. "But, you can't really blame me. You are a very beautiful girl. I can't help being a man. That's the way a man is."
Carol stood up. She was unsteady on her feet and she was crying, soundlessly, hopelessly.
"You can look at me," she said bitterly. "Anybody can look at me now. What the hell is there to hide?"
"Don't be bitter," Cassie said. "No one will hold what happened here against you. How can a girl be blamed for such things when she is tied? I won't ever be clean again, I know, and I wish that I could die, but I can't condemn me or what people do to me when I am tied hand and foot and it is all against my will."
Rebecca walked into the big room and she was naked and quite at ease. Her breasts jiggled as she moved and she gave Dan Roberts a smile. She went over to him and she spoke to him.
"On your feet, big fellow. The rest of you can stand up, too. Then you are to come outside with me. So, you'd better get used to walking around bare assed. If you don't feel you want to be nice and obliging, we can think up some ways of persuading you to be nice."
Rebecca put her hand on Dan Robert's soft cock and she began fondling it while she looked up into his face and her smile sparkled. "You aren't going to fight anybody, are you, big fellow?"
Dan Roberts looked down at the stiff cock she was holding and he shook his head in a way that showed that he was appalled by his own venality. Rebecca began manipulating his cock and she began jerking him off feverishly. Then, she knew that he was close to coming and she dropped quickly to her knees and gobbled his cock into her mouth just as he began to spurt.
Cassie watched it all and she could see that Dan Roberts was enjoying the things that Rebecca's hot, clinging mouth were doing to him. Carol was watching, too, and she could sense a feeling of utter resignation and growing despair in the pretty blonde.
In a way, Cassie supposed, it was a shame that a lovely young girl like Carol was not married. She was having a horrid time with her nerves and she was unhappy and trying to recover from a most unhappy affair and she wished that she could make things better for the girl, but, Cassie realized, abruptly, she had problems of her own.
She sat on the ground, her arms still folded across her bare bosom, her legs tight together and she watched as Dan's glands erupted and flooded Rebecca's mouth with his load and the girl was swallowing it all, slowly, happily, her eyes closed, her hand busy between her own legs while the other one milked every drop of fluid possible from Dan's cock. Cassie could see that the girl was experiencing a rather special type of ecstasy and she envied her for a moment. She wished that she could enjoy sexual activities and be as other people are. She was convinced that she was too severely inhibited to ever change.
She looked at Dan Roberts and his gaze met hers. She blushed furiously and then she became interested in the things that Rebecca was doing to Dan's cock and balls and she knew that she was suddenly, inexplicably, being affected too. She could feel the oily, queasy stirrings in her loins and she was perilously close to coming. She felt a new wave of shame and humiliation coming alive within her as she realized what she was doing.
She was filled with a demanding, inexorable urge to do what Rebecca was doing to Dan Roberts. She was suddenly all mixed up. All at once, she adored Dan Roberts.