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| Sky and the Woman With A Past |
| Fiction by Frank Knebel |
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| Sky and the Woman With A Past |
| Fiction by Frank Knebel |
Tiny and Burton carried the blanket-wrapped and struggling Eileen through the open door into the motel room. Lee Anne stood in the doorway keeping watch. When she was certain they had not been seen, she followed them in and closed the door behind her.
Arms folded, a smiling Genie Willis stood near the foot of the bed farthest from the door. The two men looked at her expectantly. She made them wait for several seconds.
"Just drop her there, boys," she said, gesturing to the other bed.
Burton, who was holding Eileen by the shoulders, did not drop her. Instead, he laid her carefully on the bed. Coates did the same with Eileen's feet. Genie said nothing but raised one hand to her chin and watched the wriggling package for a moment. Burton finally reached over and uncovered Eileen's head. The gagged woman glared at Genie.
"It's good to see you again, Eileen," Genie said mockingly. She pulled the blanket from her prisoner's upper body. "It's especially good to see you hogtied like this."
Lee Anne misinterpreted Genie's words as criticism.
"Oh, we didn't mean any harm, Genie. Jimmy did this just so I'd be able to drive her back here without her making any trouble."
"Oh, you two did the right thing, Lee Anne," said Genie. She strolled between the beds and examined the ropework. "Just the right thing."
"And there's something else," said Lee Anne. "Ryder's niece and one of the girl deputies came to visit her."
Genie leaned over, looking at Eileen malevolently.
"Where are they now?" Genie asked. "Did the town's beloved librarian rat us out to them?" She gave the helpless Eileen a poke in the midsection.
"Oh no," said Lee Anne. "Before they could ask too many questions, we got them to drink some tea. Jimmy put something in it to knock them out. He's still there. He said he was going to tie them up to make sure they couldn't call the sheriff when they wake up."
"That means sooner or later Ryder and the sheriff will be wise to us," Burton said. He looked uneasily at the bound Eileen. "We'd better leave her here and get out as fast as we can."
Genie stood up. She shook her head at Burton.
"You don't get it, do you, Burton? The reason John had them bring her here was so we'd have a hostage if we needed one." She looked down at Eileen and raised an eyebrow. "Though Ryder's niece or that cute deputy might have done as well --- or better."
She stood quietly for a moment as she thought.
"Here's what we'll do----," she started to say.
The telephone rang. Genie picked up the receiver.
"Yes… Thank you."
She put her hand over the mouthpiece.
"Lee Anne!" she whispered urgently. "Get down to the office and make sure the switchboard gal doesn't listen to the call. It's John."
Lee Anne nodded. After checking for anyone walking by, she hurried out the door.
"John?" said Genie. "What's up?.... You did? Good!.... Yes, I can find it. Look, a few things have happened here that you need to know." She looked over at Eileen. "We've got our old friend Eileen here…. Don't worry." She smiled at the bound woman. "She's all wrapped up and just being an angel. But here's the latest…"
Eileen looked up at Burton and Tiny. Both men were absorbed in listening to Genie's side of the conversation and were paying no attention to her. Eileen tried to free her hands behind her, working as unobtrusively as she could. To her annoyance, and no small amount of surprise, she found that Lee Anne had done as good a job on her wrist bonds as any of the men of the gang. There was nothing she could do with the ropes. She stopped and listened, hoping to hear someone pass the room, but quickly realized that there was no hope of attracting help that way either. Though her gag was far from soundproof, any sounds that got through the door would be barely audible and certainly not understandable. Anyway, Burton and Coates, and probably Genie as well, were armed. Rescue was highly unlikely and would only endanger someone else. She turned her attention to Genie's side of the conversation. The blonde relayed information about her and Lee Anne's account of the capture of Copper and Amy then waited as March replied.
"All right," Genie said. "Yes, I understand…. Yes, I can find it…. Okay. As soon as we can. Goodbye."
She hung up the phone. Before she could speak there was a soft knock. Burton opened the door a crack and looked. He swung it open just far enough to admit Lee Anne.
"The girl at the desk had to wait on another customer," she reported. "She didn't listen."
Genie nodded.
"Okay, here's what we're going to do: Burton, you and Tiny wrap that blanket around her again and put her back in Lee Anne's car. Lee Anne and I are going to take her to the new hideout. While we do that, you two" --- she indicated the men --- "are going to pack up everything in our rooms so we can check out. After we've got Eileen safely tucked away, I'll send Lee Anne back to get Campbell then you."
Burton was now even more uneasy.
"Why are Tiny and I last?" he asked. "I think we should all go now."
"Be sensible!" said Genie. "We've got only one car for six people, one who's all tied up. Not a very good picture if the sheriff's set up any roadblocks."
"I guess you're right," said Burton, sounding less than convinced.
"Lee Anne and I will be taking the biggest risk, traveling with her," Genie went on. "Wrap the blanket around her so we can get started."
Tiny and Burton went to work concealing Eileen in the blanket. Before Burton covered her head, Genie stopped him for a last word.
"I hope you enjoy the ride, Honey."
She threw a corner of the blanket over Eileen's face then nodded to the two men.
"Take her out to the car and put her in the back seat," she said.
"Right," said Burton.
"Okey-dokey," said Tiny.
"I hope Al's had time to get the men from the other shifts together," said Sheriff Winchell. "I'd rather not do something like this in the dark."
Sky Ryder looked out the window of the patrol car.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry, Winch," he said. "There's plenty of daylight left."
"Yeah," Winchell agreed. "If they're ready to go. How about it, Sue?"
Deputy Sue Kendall, at the wheel of the car, nodded emphatically.
"When I left, the first shift men were ready," she said. "Ames and Barlow had already reported and the men from the third shift were on their way in. They should all be waiting when we get to the office."
"With Tyler, Rivera, Hansen and Barnes bringing those jaspers from Oatesville, we'll be a little short-handed," said Winchell. "But we should be all right. What about Amy? There are two women with the gang so we'll need you two with us."
Sue looked uneasy.
"I don't know exactly where Amy is right now, Sheriff. She and Copper and Julie and I were talking with Bonnie in the office. Copper went to the ladies' room and Amy went after her. They both seem to have disappeared."
Sky Ryder leaned forward.
"Both Copper and Amy gone?" he asked.
Sue looked at him in the rearview mirror.
"We looked everywhere in the station," said Sue. "Your station wagon was still parked outside, but one of the extra patrol cars was missing."
"I wonder where they could have gone," said Winchell.
"I just hope they haven't gotten themselves in trouble," Sky said grimly.
Campbell tossed Amy's panties onto the pile of her clothes on one end of Eileen's dresser. Copper's clothing was on the other end. He stepped back to the bed, admiring the two naked, unconscious women with a lascivious grin.
"I think you'll have to admit that so far I've been a real gentleman in this town," he said. "I've tied up several female citizens here, and some very pretty ones at that, without taking the clothes off any of them. It was time to change that."
He leaned over and reached to run a hand over Amy's lush torso.
"You're one gorgeous hunk o' woman, Deputy," he murmured. "Maybe I should keep an open mind about brunettes." He leaned over Copper and stroked her with his other hand. "No. I gotta be loyal to my gal Copper."
He kneaded one of Amy's breasts then added:
"It's a real shame though."
He crossed back to the open case, took a couple lengths of rope from it and dropped one piece onto Eileen's nightstand. He held the two ends of the other piece and ran his fingers along the doubled cord to straighten it. With a soft chuckle, he knelt on the bed beside Copper and wrapped the doubled length around her waist to make a kind of belt. He fed the ends through the fold in the middle and pulled out the slack, tightening the belt around her. He ran the ends between her legs, rolled the girl onto her side, pulled the ropes snugly through her crotch and between her butt cheeks, and looped them around the middle of the waist rope. Then he ran the ends back between her legs in the opposite direction, up to the front of the belt and tied the ends securely.
Campbell snickered as he slid his fingers over the cords that passed tightly through Copper's most tender spot.
"That oughta make struggling a lot more interesting for ya, Baby," he said softly.
He grabbed the other rope from the nightstand and made the same kind of crotch tie for Amy. The beautiful brunette stirred slightly as he pulled the ends tightly and knotted them below her navel.
"That stuff might be wearing off a little," Campbell said aloud. "I'd better get busy tying you two." He returned to the case. "And this occasion calls for something special."
He took out two rolls of wide, silver-gray duct tape. One, he placed on the nightstand near Copper. The other he took around to Amy's side of the bed. He rolled Amy onto her belly, pulled her arms behind her back, held her hands palm-to-palm and began wrapping tape around her wrists.
Sheriff Winchell looked around the office. The were fifteen uniformed deputies waiting for his orders: MacKeever, Ben Norris, Steve Cooley and Bill Harrison from the day shift, Ames, Barlow, Davis and Michaelson from the second shift, and Bob Falk, Tom Willard, Dave Keller, and Ray Blake from the night shift. Regular second shift Deputy Jack Clark was at his post at the desk. Standing next to Sue Kendall, Dispatcher Bonnie Johnson looked around in wonder at the unusually large assembly. Civilians Rusty Cline and Sky's foreman Ken Moore, both wearing badges on their shirts, stood at the back of the crowd.
"All right, you men," Winchell said in his quiet voice. "Listen up."
The room very quickly became silent.
"We're going after the gang that robbed Tutill's office store last week and the library this morning. Two of the men are already in custody, but there are four men and two women at the Northside motel."
He briefly went over the layout of the motel rooms.
"Bob," he said to Falk, "I want you to take the night shift men and cover the back of the place. They'd have to go out the bathroom windows to go that way, but I'm not taking any chances that won't happen. And remember: they could be in any one or more of three rooms."
Falk nodded.
"They won't get past us, Sheriff," he said.
"Al," Winchell said to MacKeever, "you and the day shift men will deploy to the west side of their rooms. I'll take the second shift men and come in from the east. Clear?"
MacKeever and Frank Barlow nodded.
"Jack," Winchell said to Clark, "until Harry and the others get back from Oatesville, you'll have to handle the office. Our auxiliary deputies" --- he nodded to Moore and Cline --- "will be here if you need help."
Winchell turned to Bonnie Johnson.
"Bonnie, because there are women with the gang, we'll need you and Sue with us. Draw a pistol from the vault and be ready."
Bonnie gulped nervously.
"Yes suh, Sheriff," she said.
Several of the deputies smiled at her reaction.
"These men are armed and have to be considered dangerous," Winchell continued. "But I don't want anybody to be trigger happy, especially you men who drew shotguns. Remember, we'll have men on all sides of them and bullets don't pick their targets. Who has the tear gas?"
"Right here, Sheriff," said Ben Norris, holding up his grenade launcher.
"Let's go then," said Winchell. "Everybody be careful."
The deputies filed out. Sky Ryder hung back. He found Bonnie Johnson fumbling with her gunbelt.
"Any word from Copper or Amy?" he asked anxiously.
"Not a thang, Sky," she answered.
Sky looked around.
"And what about Julie? I thought she was here too."
Bonnie shook her head.
"She left 'bout twenty minutes ago. Said she was goin' t' look fo' Coppuh."
Julie Ryder pulled up behind two other cars at a four way stop sign.
"The only place that Copper and Amy would be likely to go would be Eileen's house," she said to herself as she waited. "Even though they're not supposed to go there. They might alert the gang if Eileen's house is being watched. Or they could even walk into a trap. I'd better see."
She felt comforted looking at the radio set in the station wagon's dashboard.
"I can always get help pretty quickly if I need it."
Her eyes fell on a car waiting at the cross street to her right. It was a dark sedan driven by a blond woman. Another blonde was in the back seat.
"That looks like the car that belongs to one of the robber's girlfriend!" Julie thought. She scanned the license number. The car moved ahead before she could read all the numbers, but she felt she had seen enough.
"I'm pretty sure that's the car!" she said. "I'd better see where those women are going."
She signaled for a left turn and followed the sedan.
Campbell took a step back from the bed to admire his work. Once more he chuckled as he took in the view.
"Just like twins," he whispered. "When you wake up, I bet you'll think you're looking in a mirror."
The women were, indeed, identically bound. Their wrists were securely taped, hands palm-to-palm, behind their backs and their arms looped, but not forced together, just below the elbows. Campbell had circled their arms bodies and arms with two other sets of tapes, one just below the captives' breasts that covered the elbow bonds, and the other above their busts securing their upper arms. The women's legs were taped together at the ankles, knees and thighs.
After a moment, Campbell frowned slightly and shook his head.
"Not quite enough yet," he said to himself as he picked up the roll of tape.
To further frustrate any way his captives could free themselves, he encased the fingers and thumbs of both women's already bound hands with more duct tape. He then circled their bodies and arms with more tape just above their pubic mounds, pinning their bound and mittened hands against their buttocks. Finally, he took two long scarves from Eileen's dresser, wound them into bands, tied thick knots in the middle of both and used them to gag the women by forcing the knots into their mouths and securing the ends behind their necks.
Again, Campbell stepped back to savor the view of his art. He giggled giddily.
"Man, that's some kind of a job," he congratulated himself. "Now I gotta figure out how I can get some fun outta this."
Deputy Cole stirred once more. Campbell dropped into a chair to wait for the women to awaken.
Sky and Sheriff Winchell watched the doors of the gang's three rooms from behind a pickup truck in the lot of the Northside Motel. Sue Kendall and Bonnie Johnson were concealed behind a car not far behind them. Several deputies were quietly escorting the occupants of nearby rooms out of harm's way.
"Looks pretty quiet, doesn't it, Sky?" said Winchell.
"I think we've learned that looks can be deceiving," Sky said dryly.
Across the parking lot, Al MacKeever waved. Winchell turned toward the rooms at the other end. Deputy Barlow nodded. Winchell and Sky drew their pistols.
"Let's move in," the sheriff said.
Burton packed several pairs of socks into a suitcase on the bed. It was now full. He closed the lid and snapped the latches.
"Ready, Tiny?" he asked the big man.
Coates closed the bag he had been packing.
"Okey-dokey," he replied.
"Let's put 'em outside," said Burton. "I want to get out of here as fast as we can when Lee Anne gets back."
Both men picked up two bags and went to the door. Burton put one down long enough to open it then led Tiny outside.
"All right, you men!" called an authoritative voice. "This is the Kermit Sheriff's Department. Come out slow! Put the bags down and your hands up!"
Burton looked from side to side. There were four deputies to his right, another three to his left and three more to his front. Two uniformed women were just behind the men in front of them. He looked around again, seeking an opening.
"You're surrounded, son," said one of the men to his front. "Be smart and give it up."
"What'll we do, Burton?" Tiny asked.
Burton let out a deep breath, put down the suitcases and raised his hands.
"Okay, Sheriff," he called. "You win."
Tiny watched him without comprehending for a moment. Then he also put down his bags and surrendered.
"How many more of you are there?" asked Winchell.
"Just us," said Burton.
Winchell gestured to Barlow and his team.
"Check those other rooms, Frank. Al, have somebody take charge of those two and help with the search."
MacKeever had Cooley and Harrison take Burton and Coates. He and Norris went to help Barlow's men. Their search did not take long.
"Nobody else here, Sheriff," reported MacKeever, holstering his weapon.
It was the turn of Sky and Winchell to let out a sigh of relief.
"Two more down," Winchell said gratefully. "Two to go."
"Don't forget the women, Winch," said Sky. "They can be more trouble than men sometimes."
Lee Anne slowed the dark sedan enough that she could read the sign at the side of the road: CABINS TO RENT BY THE DAY OR WEEK.
"I think this is it, Genie," she said over her shoulder.
Genie looked around. The dirt road indicated by the sign looked little used. They could see no cabins due to a fairly thick 'juni-pine' forest on both sides of the road.
"All right, but be careful on this road," said Genie. She looked down at the covered figure beside her. "We wouldn't want Eileen to get bounced too hard."
She chuckled and patted the blanket-wrapped captive on the rump.
Lee Anne turned off the highway and followed the path.
Julie Ryder watched the car ahead of her turn from the highway onto the dirt road. Trying to keep enough distance that her tailing of the car would not be noticed made it difficult to follow. From the look of the wooded terrain, Julie feared that she might lose the women if they turned off on a side road.
"I've got to try to stay on their trail," she told herself.
She turned and followed the direction they had gone.
Amy Cole became aware of an unnatural, strained feeling throughout her body which was lying face down on a padded surface. Though she could feel fairly cool air all around, her shoulders were quite uncomfortable. She tried to pull her arms forward to ease the strain but nothing moved. Her legs were pressed firmly together, and when she tried to separate them they also refused to move. Though she could breathe, her mouth was dry and something was pressing unpleasantly on her tongue. She raised her head a bit and opened her eyes. Then she knew.
"Oh, no!" she thought. "Not again! I'm all tied up!"
She looked to either side and down and saw her bare shoulders and chest. She could feel the skin of her back against her arms.
"And naked as a baby too!"
For a moment or two, she flexed and strained against the bonds but knew immediately that struggling was useless. Someone had gone to a great deal of time and effort to render her helpless.
She looked to her right and saw Copper Ryder, gagged by the large knot in the center of a colorfully patterned scarf, beginning to stir.
"Maybe if I can roll over, I can see what we're tied with and how they've tied us," Amy though desperately. "Then I might have some chance of finding a way to get loose."
It took a several effortful tries but finally, with a loud grunt of exertion, Amy managed to roll onto her left side. When she saw the extent of the taping job on her young blond friend, Amy's spirits fell. Copper's hands were cocooned in tape and secured behind her back, then anchored to her buttocks with loops around her body. Her arms were taped below the elbows and held close to her body by more tape loops around her belly. There were additional bonds above and below her breasts to hold her upper arms.
"My God!" thought Amy. "Tied up with this kind of tape, I don't know if there's any way we can get ourselves loose!"
"Getting a good look, Deputy?" asked a man's voice.
Amy turned her head more. She could see that she and Copper were in Eileen's bedroom. A lean, dark-haired young man was grinning at them from the doorway. He was leaning against the door frame with one hand. The other hand held a bottle of beer. He sipped from it.
Amy grunted a protest into her gag. Campbell drained the remaining beer and set the bottle on Eileen's dresser.
"Okay, girls," he said affably. "Here's where we get down to it."
He pulled the pistol from his belt and held it in his right hand pointed at the ceiling.
"You can both see that I have a gun here. The only question is, am I going to use it or not?"
Amy and Copper exchanged a frightened glance. Amy looked at Campbell again.
"The problem is that you two know that Eileen helped us steal the stuff from the library, so it would be a good idea to get rid of you."
He pointed the pistol at them. Both girls mewed fearfully into their gags and shook their heads. He pointed the pistol at the ceiling again.
"But then, there are probably others who know as much as you, so there's really no point in letting myself in for a murder rap by shooting you."
The two prisoners relaxed. He leveled the pistol again.
"But then again, since you two can identify me by sight, I'd be safer with you out of the way."
The two bound women shrank back again. Once more, Campbell pointed the gun skyward and smiled.
"But, on the other hand, I have an eye for beautiful women, as Miss Ryder here knows." He leaned over and patted Copper on the behind. "So if you can entertain me enough, I might be happy to just leave you here all tied up and take my chances getting caught later."
Amy and Copper breathed more easily, but Amy stared at him warily.
"So here's my idea: if you two can put on a good enough show for me, I'll put the gun away. But if you don't, it'll be all over for you."
He reached behind Amy's neck and untied the knot that secured the gag. Amy pushed the wadding out of her mouth and gasped for breath as he loosened Copper's gag.
"What do you want us to do?" Amy demanded.
"Not too much, considering what I'm willing to do for you if you agree," Campbell drawled. "I'm goin' to give you two a chance to say good-bye to a loved one."
"A loved one?" Copper gasped. "You mean my uncle Sky?"
"Not exactly," said Campbell. "Since there are only the two of you here, you'll have to be each other's loved one. I want you to kiss goodbye, and you'd better put some feeling into it, or" --- he hefted the pistol--- "it'll really be goodbye."
His leering smile faded. He turned the two bound women on their sides so that they faced one another and pushed them close together. Amy and Copper exchanged expressions of panic and disbelief. They both looked at Campbell. He pointed the gun at them.
"Better get started girls," he said. "Convince me you're in love."
Amy and Copper looked in terror at one another. Amy opened her mouth, intending to say something comforting to her younger friend only to have Copper unexpectedly lunge forward and press her lips over Amy's.
Campbell laughed.
"That's the way, Copper!" he said. "Give it to her good!"
Amy Cole was caught completely off guard by Copper's actions. The blonde wriggled toward Amy and switched from one side of Amy's nose to the other, always maintaining the pressure of the kiss. The helpless deputy mewed in surprise at the blonde's passion.
Campbell turned away just long enough to draw up a chair. He sat and grinned as he watched the intimate struggles of his two prisoners.
"I'm really going to enjoy myself for a while."
Lee Anne stayed on the road through the woods. Finally they reached a clearing. There were twelve small wooden cabins arranged in rows of three. There were lights on in the first three, one of which bore a sign indicating that it was the office.
"Is this the place?" Lee Anne asked.
Genie, in the back seat with Eileen, leaned forward. She pointed.
"Over there, Lee Anne. That's my car."
There were lights on in one cabin in the last row. Genie's car was parked outside. Lee Anne headed for it and parked on the other side.
"Okay," said Genie. "Get out and take a look around. If it's clear, give me a hand with her."
Julie stopped at the end of one of the rows of cabins so she could watch without being seen. The younger blonde got out of the car, looked around hastily, and nodded to the other woman. She opened the back door, and the two women pulled at something heavy on the back seat. After a good deal of tugging, they emerged with a large bundle wrapped in a blanket. They tried to carry their burden to the cottage door but it was too heavy for them, and they were forced to lay it on the ground.
"Oh, no!" Julie thought. "They're trying to hide a body!"
Once the women laid their package on the ground, Julie was relieved to see that part of their difficulty in carrying it was that it was thrashing in their grasp.
"Well whoever it is, he or she is still alive," Julie said to herself. "I'd better get a closer look."
She quietly slipped from the car and took cover at the corner of the nearest cottage.
"Come on, Lee Anne," Genie snapped. "We've got to get her inside before somebody sees us!"
"She's too heavy for me," panted Lee Anne, "and she's wiggling too much. Why don't we untie her feet and make her walk?"
"If we untie her feet, she'll do worse than wiggle," said Genie. She looked around. "There's nobody here. Let's unwrap her and undo the hogtie."
They removed the blanket from their captive. Lee Anne untied the rope connecting Eileen's bound ankles and the yoke over her shoulders. They put the bound woman on her feet. She glared at them and tried to speak through her gag. Genie drew a pistol from her handbag.
"You can tell us later, Eileen," she said. "Right now, we need you inside that cabin, and you're going to have to get there on your own." She smiled unpleasantly and poked one of Eileen's breasts with her pistol. "You always did have a nice rack. Let's see how they bounce when you hop. Get going."
She turned the helpless woman to face the cabin door and gave her a swat on the backside. Genie walked beside her, continuing to prod her along as Lee Anne gathered up the blanket and followed. Genie helped Eileen hop up the step onto the wooden porch of the cabin. The door opened. John March, in shirtsleeves and with a pistol stuck into his belt appeared.
"Come right in, ladies," he said heartily.
Deputy Amy Cole was astonished by Copper's onslaught. From experience and some very private discussions she had had with the girl, Amy knew that Copper had been placed into situations of forced intimacy several times. The blonde had been the target of lust from several enemies as well as being bound to or with friends, including Amy, on several occasions. But nothing she knew of could have prepared her for Copper's ardor and enthusiasm. Amy had been kissed enough to know the truly aroused from the perfunctory. Copper was kissing her very much the same way that Harry did. She knew that Copper did not have wide sexual experience and wondered if her encounters with women while in danger had affected her more than anyone could have guessed.
In their current situation, Amy knew it did not matter. While she frankly doubted that the man would shoot them in cold blood if they failed to excite him, there was no reason to take a chance. They had to put on a good performance for him.
She pressed her body against Copper's and kissed back as fervently as she could.
"So you like it too, huh Deputy?" Campbell said excitedly. "That's the way to do it girls! Get those tongues goin'!"
The helpless women did as they were ordered.
Copper Ryder was almost as surprised by her reaction to the man's demand as Amy had been. The girl had experienced her share of necking and fondling with the young men of Kermit and found it quite pleasant, but to her surprise, and no small amount of dismay, she knew that the most intense emotions she had known were on those occasions in which she had been bound and helpless with another woman. When the woman was an enemy whose sensual teasing and taunting were mostly to express her domination, Copper's feisty and independent nature caused her to fight back, to resist the advances any way she could. With a friend like Amy, the girl found it impossible to suppress her excitement. But in either case, Copper knew that she would eventually become aroused. With someone as beautiful, as warm and soft as Amy it had not taken long. She closed her eyes and continued to kiss her helpless friend.
Copper knew that her excitement was partly because of the fear and partly due to the ropes pressing her most intimate places. Her skin was tingling, her nipples were hard and, though she could not see herself, she knew that her face and upper body had undoubtedly flushed bright pink with arousal. When she was kissing a man and he grew too ardent, she could always use her hands to push him away. But with her hands bound behind her back she had no defense. She had no choice but to be swept away by the erotic flood.
Amy turned her head, breaking the kiss. Copper opened her eyes and saw that a grinning Campbell was standing at the side of the bed. In his hands he held one of the knotted gags.
"Let's try something a little different, shall we?" he said.
He leaned over and thrust the knot of the gag into Amy's mouth. As he tied the ends behind her head, he ogled his two naked prizes.
"I want you to work on the deputy's boobs," he told Copper. "And I think she'll make real cute noises if she's gagged while you do it."
He finished knotting the gag and then pulled on Copper's bound feet to slide her down the bed so that her face was opposite Amy's chest.
"Go to it, Copper," he said. "Make the deputy hum a tune."
Copper glared at him.
"Go to hell," she said defiantly.
She turned back and took one of Amy's nipples in her mouth. Campbell laughed.
When Julie recognized Eileen as the prisoner of the two women, she knew that it was time to call for help. She waited until they had all gone into the cabin then carefully and quietly made her way back to the station wagon. She opened the door and took the radio handset from its hook under the dash.
"Kermit Sheriff's office, this is the Flying Coronet station wagon. Do you read me? Over."
She released the transmit key and listened. A muffled voice replied but there was too much static for her to understand. She opened her mouth to call again but stopped when she felt something hard and round being pushed into her back. A man's hand took the microphone from her and tossed it back into the car.
"Well, well," said John March. "It's Mrs. Ryder isn't it? You must've seen that we have your friend Eileen. Come on. I'll give you a closer look."
| Copyright © 2011 by Frank Knebel |