Chapter 7
She woke in a place of sunlight and when she tried to move her legs, she could feel the quick and painful twinges. She had been badly used and she wondered if she would ever again take her place in society and be able to function the way Cassie Kimball would have to function.
She sat up and found that she was alone. They had carried her to this chamber, obviously. It had to be close to the outer world because it was sunlight that was in the room with her. She was naked and her body was streaked with the vestiges of too many spillings and drenchings from others. She stretched and was very much amazed to find that everything worked. She walked around the room she was is. Someone had thoughtfully placed cigarettes and matches in the room with her and she got a cigarette going and then she felt very much refreshed.
She wished that she could bathe. She wished that she could wash it all out of memory and her consciousness. She hated herself for a while, then she remembered that she had done nothing very willingly. She had been a bad convert, she supposed. She decided at that moment that she was going to escape. It was not brilliant thinking, she supposed, but she had to get away from such fiends. They were destroying her.
She looked up as a girl walked into her chamber. The cute little blonde was naked and she smiled at Cassie as she helped herself to one of the cigarettes from Cassie's pack.
"I have come to take you to the pool," the girl said. "You need a bath. But, I suppose you know it."
"Yes," Cassie said, "I know it."
She went along with the girl without saying anything. They went through the corridors of the caverns and when they got to the pool she was not surprised to find that there were others there, too.
She saw Dan Roberts standing on the edge of the pool and when she realized that she was staring at his cock and his balls, her face burned and she wished that she could simply look elsewhere. Dan looked at her and he walked over to her. He smiled and she wished that he would leave her alone.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
She didn't answer him for a moment. The girl who had brought her to the pool wandered off to talk to others and Cassie used the moment of privacy well.
"I've got to escape," she said tensely. "Please help me."
Dan Roberts nodded and his smile didn't change a bit. "I am trying to help you," he said. "Trust me. I'll get us out of here. One thing, though, I'm not sure that your friend Carol wants to leave anymore. She seems to have gone native."
Cassie glanced at Carol who was arm in arm with a handsome young man and they seemed to be quite fond of each other.
"I can't help that," Cassie said. "I have to get out of here while I still have some sanity left. If you will help me, I will promise not to prosecute you for forcible rape or assault, or any of the other things you did to me. I promise."
He looked at her in a way that made her feel like shriveling up and hiding somewhere. "I was forced to do what I did to you," he said stiffly. "Remember, I had no other choice. You might keep in mind that under other circumstances I might not have wanted you. You are no bargain sexually, believe me."
She was trembling and she knew that she was close to tears. If he looked at her again the way he had a moment or two earlier, she knew that she would weep. And that was not the thing to do in front of him. "We don't need to quarrel," she said stiffly. "I will reward you in any way you like if only you will get me out of here. Name your price and you can have it."
"I'll do what I can," he said. "That isn't something you just up and do. We will have to have help. Someone who knows how to get out of here, someone who knows where they have the vehicles hidden. It won't be easy."
She looked at him, hoping that he would not notice her trembling, or that she was imploring him to get her out of the hideous mess she was in.
"I will do the best I can," he said. "I don't want to stay here either."
She was the eternal feminist and she could not resist staring at him and saying, "I don't know why. This could be a real paradise for you. You have had lots of fun so far."
He shook his head at her. "Not really. When I make love to a girl I like it to be my own idea and my own inclination."
"You did all right anyway," she said spitefully.
"For now," he suggested, "let's swim and get clean and when we go back to the area where we have our food, perhaps I can figure out a way for us to get back to the plane, at least. Once we are free of these people we can find a way out of this valley, I'm sure. If they could find a way out, we can find a way out, too. Trust me."
"I will," Cassie said.
They became silent then and he moved off to swim and loaf in the warm waters and she tried to keep to herself so that she could try to think and plan what their hope for escape could be. Somehow she had great faith in Dan Roberts.
The swim period did not last for very long and when it was over, they were all herded to the open air and the vast clearing that was outside the caves.
She put shorts and a halter on and she seemed to feel much better after she was covered. Dan Roberts got into some shorts, too, and when she looked around, she saw that Carol had also gotten dressed.
It was very early in the day and she could see that most of the girls were busy with tasks. They were preparing lunch and when one of the girls asked her to help, she agreed. The girl who talked to her was a blonde with big gray eyes and a beautiful figure. Her name was Ruth and she was hardly more than fourteen. She began talking with Cassie and it seemed that she was trying to be friendly. She and Cassie were peeling potatoes and other girls were taking them away as soon as they were ready. It seemed that it required a lot of potatoes to feed Adam's flock. Cassie was not very capable but she tried, glad to have something to do.
"You want to escape, don't you?" the girl asked. She was practically whispering.
Cassie stared at her, wondering if she was being set up for something, but she was beyond caution, it seemed. She looked at the blonde and she nodded her head. "That is no secret," she said. "I'll give you a thousand dollars if you can help us to escape from this awful place."
Ruth smiled at her. She was silent while one of the other girls gathered up the pile of peeled potatoes. When they were alone again, the blonde lit a cigarette from a pack on the wooden table. She blew a long streamer of smoke upward, then she leaned close to Cassie, confiding, "I know where they hide the jeeps and the cars and I know how to find the pass out of here. You and your guy take off this afternoon and hide out somewhere close to where the plane landed. I'll find you sometime during the night or early in the morning. They won't bother looking for you. They know you will have to return to the caves or starve to death. After I locate you in the morning, I'll take you to the jeeps and out of here."
"You do that and I will send you a thousand dollars to any address you name," Cassie said.
Ruth smiled. "You are going to take me out of here, too. I have had it with this bunch. Your girl friend, the blonde, will want to stay. She has herself a guy and she is crazy about him. They are always fucking. Always. She has it made right here."
"Maybe," Cassie said, "but I will have to ask her anyway."
"You do that," Ruth said. "As soon as daylight comes tomorrow morning, you and your guy be at the plane and we will get on our way."
"He isn't my guy," Cassie said.
Ruthie gave her a long, searching look. "Wanna bet?" she said.
They were silent again because others came to their table and there were more vegetables for them to peel. There was little chance for privacy after that.
Lunch was a long, drawn-out affair and everyone seemed to be tired. There was little sexual activity and the girls seemed willing to linger at their meal, knowing that they would have the chores of cleaning up again once they were finished eating. Cassie noticed that Carol was very much taken with a handsome young man she had been spending a lot of time with and she suspected she knew the answer to her question even before she asked it. And she was right. Carol didn't want to escape.
Cassie got a chance to talk to Carol while the girls were clearing the tables. She gave her a cigarette and she lit one for herself, too. During the moment or two of privacy, she explained things to Carol. "Dan Roberts and I are going to escape from here," she said. "One of the girls will show us how to get away. Do you want to go with us?"
Carol stared at her and she could see a glimmer of joy shining in the blonde girl's eyes. She shook her head. "No," she said. "I want to stay. Don't worry about me. I'll be all right. I think I've found what I've been looking for here with these crazy people. I will stay."
Cassie smiled at her. "All right," she said. "But, you will keep our secret?"
"Of course," Carol said. "You know I will."
She found a chance to explain things to Dan Roberts later in the day. There was another swim period and she noticed that many of the couples were ready for sexual fun and games. She was relieved when no one bothered her. She sat on the edge of the pool, feeling the warmth of the slate beneath her bare bottom and it was a welcome sensation. She was badly hurt in many places and while she knew that the abused flesh would heal and recover, the damages done to her psyche were quite another matter.
Dan Roberts sat down beside her and she resisted the urge to move away from him. She was going to need him and she would have to stifle her dislike. She could not forget that he had used her. She had felt his big cock in her vagina and in her rear end, too. She was sure that at one time during her time of initiation on Adam's altar, she had been forced to suck Dan Roberts' cock and swallow its discharges. She could not ever forget his callous use of her and she would always hate him.
But now she needed him and she would have to keep her feelings to herself. She smiled at him when he settled beside her and when she was sure that they were unobserved and enjoying a time of privacy, she told him about her deal with Ruth and Carol's determination to stay where she was. He listened to her and they talked for a time. It was decided that they would leave during the confusion that followed the evening meal. He was quite sure that he could lead them back to the area where the jet had crashed and they could wait out the night and meet the girl, Ruth, in the morning.
"Perhaps we had better not seem to be too friendly," Cassie suggested.
He nodded and when he slid into the pool and she was alone, Cassie wished that she had not suggested he leave her. She was naked and the way he had been looking at her breasts and her crotch indicated a more than casual interest in her body. That was a distressing thought to her.
She became aware of others around her and the things that they were doing. Adam, the leader, was laying upon his back only a few feet away from her. A pretty young girl was laying with her head on Adam's belly while his cock was deep in her mouth and she was sucking him contentedly. A young man was eating the girl and she was having herself a grand time.
A young couple emerged from the waters of the pool in front of her. They settled down on the warm ledge of stone and then she watched as the two of them began necking and playing with each other's genitals. The young girl was eager to suck the big cock she was handling and Cassie watched them as they slid into a fervid sixty-nine. The girl was frequent and frenzied as they labored with each other and Cassie could actually watch them and they built toward climax and then experienced their orgasms with undiminished passions.
There came a time when they broke apart and then the girl was beneath the male and she was guiding his big stiff cock into her too pink slit and then they began working together like a well-oiled machine.
Cassie slid into the water and she swam away from the scenes of passionate lovemaking. She moved through the water slowly, trying to find the area where she could touch bottom. When she finally did reach the shallow part of the pool, she was all alone and she looked around, wondering where Carol and Dan Roberts might be. She found Carol quickly. She was with her new boyfriend and the two of them were screwing furiously and obviously enjoying their efforts. Dan Roberts was sitting on the edge of the pool while a pretty blonde girl was busy sucking his cock. Cassie stared, dismayed, when she realized that the girl so busy with Dan Robert's cock was the girl, Ruth, the one who had promised to lead them to freedom from the horrible valley.
She swam again, trying not to look at the busy tableaus of sexual activity that were everywhere. When one of Adam's helpers blew the whistle and ended the swim session she was relieved. Then she was a bit disturbed. No one had asked her for sex. No one had tried to molest her. That bothered her for a while.
She got dressed in a pair of shorts that had been given to her and she got into a halter. She felt so much better when her breasts and her privates were covered. She just wasn't meant to be a nudist, she guessed. She realized, too, that she would be alone in the woods later when the night's cold would be able to get at her. She wished that she could find a coat of some kind, hide it and take it with her, but that, of course, was not possible.
The late afternoon sunshine became warm and she forgot about a possible need for a coat while she wandered among the others, watching Dan Roberts, wondering when he was going to decide that they leave the camp.
Escape was surprisingly easy. Adam and his flock were busy with games and those who were not playing were helping to prepare dinner. Dan joined her and they strolled off toward the wooded perimeter of the open compound. There was a time when no one was observing them. Dan Roberts took her arm and then he jerked it and she went along with him. They stepped into the heavy woods around them and were quickly swallowed up. She was having difficulty following him because of the heavy underbrush but he paused a moment and looked at her.
"There will be a trail around here and I will find it," he said. "Then we will be on our way. I have to figure out our position and make sure of our direction when we go."
"No one is following us," Cassie said. "I wonder if they have noticed that we have escaped."
Dan said, "I'm not sure that we have escaped yet. Let's move along and see how it all comes out."
She had cigarettes with her. They were concealed in her halter and when she took the pack out to light one she saw the look on Dan's face and she quickly put it back into the pack again. He reached for her hand and then he was half leading, half dragging her through the woods. She was sure that she was running, trying to keep up with him but she supposed it was only because he was taking big strides through the jungle around them. She wished Dan Roberts would stop hurrying.
They came upon a pathway of sorts and then it was easier walking. He was still holding her hand and she liked his touch. Perhaps she had reached the point where contact with another human being was at last welcome. She didn't think about it too much but she knew that she didn't want to let go of his hand. He stopped for a while and they smoked a cigarette and he kept listening for sounds of pursuit, but they could hear nothing. The jungle was very quiet.
"That girl Ruth said they wouldn't chase us," Cassie said. "They know that we can't find our way out of this place, so they assume we can either find our way back to them or starve to death out here."
"We won't starve," Dan said grimly. "And we will find our way out of here. I can't wait to get back to civilization."
Cassie was sitting beside him on a patch of grass and she was suddenly reminded that there would have to be explanations when once they got back to the outside world. "What will you say to people?" she asked. "I mean, do we have to tell the world what we went through?"
He was staring into her eyes and she could feel her face flushing. He was almost smiling at her. "What happened to the girl who was not going to press charges of rape and assault against me?"
"Please," she said. "I am sorry that I said that. I just want to get away from this awful place and never have to remember the things that happened here. I want to erase it all from my mind and go back to the life that I knew before we came here."
"I don't feel that I have to tell anybody anything other than that we crashed and were rescued by these religious freaks who were living in the mountains here. That should be all that we have to tell anybody."
She was silent for a time while her mind tried to get things all straightened out. Then a thought struck her and she sat up and stared at Dan Roberts. "What will we tell people about Carol? They know that she was with us. What shall we say?"
He had the answer for that. "We will tell the truth. Carol decided that she liked the brand of religion Adam and his people enjoy and she elected to stay and become converted to their way of life. That is the truth and that is what we will say. What else?"
She was very much relieved when he said that. And she agreed that it would be the right thing to say.
They resumed walking then and she wondered how Dan Roberts could be sure that he was taking them in the right direction and when she asked he told her that it was the only direction they could travel that would not bring them right back to Adam and his flock.
The sun was down and there was a little daylight, but not much. The air was becoming cool and she could imagine that the night would be very cold and she wondered if there would be any clothes in the fuselage of the plane. She remembered that Dan had taken everything from the plane but perhaps they could huddle in the fuselage and find some warmth that way.
They took time out for another rest period and while they sat and smoked cigarettes, the daylight died and the dark of night settled around them. That didn't last for very long. The moon climbed up into the sky and the pathway they were following was very clearly out-lined, the hard dirt glistening slightly as the moon's rays touched it.
Cassie realized that she was shivering and she could feel goose flesh on her arms and her thighs. She was nearly naked and the chill of the early night was already getting to her. What would it be like in the early morning hours when the cold really set in? She wondered if she could stand that kind of a night and still sleep.
Dan Roberts reached for her hand and she was conscious of the warmth that seemed to flow from his hand into her body. She stood up and began walking and the cold seemed to go away.
There were no more rest periods. She let Dan Roberts hold onto her hand and lead her along the pathway and she was very much surprised when he announced that they had arrived at their destination. When she saw the lonesome-looking fuselage in front of her, she believed him. She was suddenly exhausted, too weary to move another step. She sat down on a convenient log and smoked a cigarette while Dan looked around, trying to find something that would keep them warm.
He could find nothing and when he suggested that they get into the fuselage and hope for the best, she went along with him. The doors had been ripped off and the hull was open but the wind did not reach them while they sat inside the hull.
They smoked cigarettes and they talked and she was freezing. They were sitting up and Dan saw that she was shivering.
"We could lay down," he suggested, "and let our bodies keep each other warm."
She said, "Let's do it, then."
They stretched out on the floor of the metal cylinder and as soon as she felt the warmth of his lean body against her own, she stopped shivering and she began to enjoy a time of relative comfort. She wriggled herself deeper into his arms and when his face turned and his lips found her mouth, kissing him seemed like the most natural thing in the world. His arms were around her and her arms were around him and they were clinging together, and she could feel the heat of his body seeping into her own flesh. She was nearly nude and conscious of the way her breasts were flattened against his naked chest. As they kissed, a new flavor and ardor became a part of their kiss. She was shivering again but now it was something quite different. He was groaning as he clutched her to him and she could feel the length of his organ as it lay stiff and eager and ready against her belly. Her shorts were little protection against assault. They were loose and she wore no underpants. She felt his hand between her warm thighs and then his fingers were probing her wet lips, her deep little valley, and then she moaned and it didn't matter anymore. Her body was yearning for his touch, her loins were eager and active and when he slid his throbbing organ into her body, she wriggled her hips closer to him, absorbing his length as easily as a practiced whore.
She knew that they would not worry about keeping warm for a while and then she began to respond to his assault, her hips began moving like eager pistons and he was doing the same. His mouth captured hers, her tongue crept into his mouth and then she was whistling and screeching as orgasm began and she knew that they were bursting together.
It was beautiful, it was splendid, it was wondrous and even as the thrilling pulsations began to ebb in her, she wept, certain that she had finally found that which she had always hoped for and she knew that it would not ever be hers.
She was shaking violently as he began moving in her again and their mouths clung, smearing hot, impassioned kisses over their lips, their tongues and she was impelled to become active in each department.
"I love you," she said. "I love you so much."
He kissed her hotly and she felt the power of his huge organ as he shoved himself deeper into her loins. She was sopping, drenching him and herself. They were moving in an age-old rhythm, as practiced now as dancers and when she climaxed anew, she kissed him passionately and they shook and quaked and subsided, locked in an embrace that ignored the cold around them, defeated it.
She slept in his arms all of the night and when the dawn came, she realized that they were still locked together. She could feel him inside of her and it was a good feeling. She wriggled herself deeper into his embrace and she nearly fell asleep again.
He woke and then they stared at each other for a long moment. She felt his cock getting hard in her slippery sheath and she hoped that she could help it along by moving her hips slightly, sinuously.
He came awake and then he was hard and eager and she felt him moving in and out in her excited slit and she began kissing him again. Their arms hugged tightly, fiercely, and she had to talk to him again. She had to make him know the way she was feeling. She whispered words that had little meaning and she began to crest and her breathing went haywire and her mind melted and shifted into nothingness and she could feel the most delicious sensations boiling and squirming in her loins. It was a sensation so pleasurable that she could not survive it.
She knew that she was sliding into nothingness but there was something she had to say to him, and she wanted to say it now.
"I do love you," she said. "I am so glad. I really do love you. So much. So very, very much."
Then the lights went out for her as a rising, bursting tide of ecstasy overwhelmed her and forced her into unconsciousness.
Dan Roberts was awake and outside of the fuselage, she found when she woke up. She could hear him moving around and she wondered what he had found to do. She found a cloth on the floor of the cockpit and she used that to cleanse herself as best she could. She looked out and watched Dan moving about as he smoked a cigarette and searched the surrounding area. She supposed that he was looking for some of the things that he had salvaged from the plane but that seemed to be wasted effort. Adam and his henchmen had taken everything that could be used.
She liked looking at Dan Roberts. She liked watching the way his muscles moved under his tanned skin and she liked remembering the way it felt when his arms were around her. She remembered that she had let him use her and she had been as eager as he had been. She could feel her face burning as she recalled the ardor with which she had joined him and then she shrugged. After all, she was pretty well grown-up now, and she liked Dan Roberts. Her face burned again as she recalled that there was a bit more to it than that. She loved Dan Roberts.