August Moone Sagas
Book 6
Journeying
Chapter 48
There again I go back

Dunt-dunt-da!
	Sean watched carefully as new people there were; a tall ruffin’ looking fellow stood at the creek bank edge pissing into it.  Beside him a lovely little girl with blond curls, twisting her lovely young body about; on the other side of the pissing man was another girl, a bit older, with a young boy approx. same age.
	All were naked.
	Sean was very curious and interested.  Intrigued even!
	Soon after the peeing man was done peeing, the nude man dropped to his knees to spread the legs of the little girl—she was no more than six Sean guessed.  The child stood with her legs wide and peed.  The nude man caressed her ass and then her pussy as she peed; he had a huge hard cock and Sean wondered…
	After the little one had peed her fill, the nude man stood and stroked his amazing cock, then turned to the other two children; the girl went to her knees while the boy poised himself before her.  The girl immediately went to gobbling his cock while the man behind her apparently went into her.
	Sean was amazed.  He couldn’t believe that the girl no more than ten or so could take such a massive cock—unless, of course, she had taken it there before.  Sean couldn’t see if the girl was being scrogged up the butt or in the cunt.
	His own cock ached and he knew he had to meet that man.

*

North American Professional Perverts Association
	Out aways from the campsite the teen lay tethered over a suitable log.
	SWAT!  SWAT!  SWAT!  The lashes reigned in quick fashion nearly sending the teen out of her skin.  Both the teen and the wielder of garden hose piece breathed heavily.  
	Amy Kilplinger gritted her teeth as the lashings continued—she would not give the bastard the satisfaction of breaking down and crying (much less begging.)
	Beside the belt wielding man stood the new man, a naked senior man of whom was the cause of Amy’s beating—while the senior bastard raped her she resoundingly gave no indication of pleasure—her face was stone and tight and she didn’t give in to give the man satisfaction.
	Her wrists were tied securely together with a rope securing to a tent spike in the ground.  Her legs were each tied to a tent spike.  The garden hose was a short piece and it lashed her ass and thighs before being re-angled to swat up between her crack.
	Retired fisherman (professional sea caption with his own boat) Sean McCasin masturbated furiously—his “fishing pud” not very long but it was thick.  He seemed mesmerized by the teen’s rash beathing.
	The nude man who was beating her stopped to step up to her and after pulling the skin back on his cock and pausing a few minutes, he began to pee.  The man’s piss showered the girl, the sting of his salty urine stinging the girl’s welts.
	The nude man then stepped over the log, still with a pissing boner.  As he slid himself into the teen’s mouth, the nude grandpa got behind the girl—he’s hands traveled over her welted skin, parting her cheeks and pushing his fat salmon against her crack, pressing moreso against her cunny and then to her puckering bung.
	Amy still gave no suitable pleasing display of acceptance, but she sucked her kidnapping-tormentor’s cock as well as received his friend’s cock to her asshole.
	When the two bastards had had their fill, emptying gobs of splooge into her body, they left.  Amy lay heaving against the log and sobbed.

 	Inasmuch as Amy was a holdout—not a fully willing participant in the new way of life, so was Sean’s granddaughter, Katie.  Katie, though, was NOT an angel—she was actually a very naughty girl.  She just got caught by her grandpa.  Katie had no idea her grandpa was a naughty sailor, but he was and she learned the hardway.
	Katie and the black boy, DJ, were friends.  Katie had siblings, Gina who was a mere four years young and a brother no more than seven, Tray.  DJ was Katie’s age, ten.  Both, though, were close to being eleven.  

 	When early in their age of being ten, though—Katie firstly caught/observed friend DJ jacking himself off.  She firstly caught him “red handed” in the bathroom.  DJ spent more time at her grandpa’s place than he did at his own home.  Katie & DJ knew one another since early childhood; Grandpa Sean who loved kids (really) had a unique playfort in his backyard, a boat:  a miniature version of his fishing boat the “Glory Anne”.
	It wasn’t just in the bathroom did Katie catch/observe her best friend playing with himself—beside the house, in the boat-fort, behind the boat-fort, and in her bedroom!
	When finally confronted about it, DJ didn’t know why he did it, he just did.  Mostly because the “damn thing gets hard and that’s the only way I can get it back to normal.”
	Katie wanted to see.
	So DJ “whipped it out” and showed her.
	As he whacked himself he told her that “girls do it, too.”
	Katie was mildly aware, but not aware that BOYS knew that Girls “did it, too.”  
	“Have you’ve seen a girl—do it?” Katie had asked.
	He confessed that he hadn’t.
	So Katie showed him…
	So Katie KEPT showing him.
	Then, as they heard (overheard) stuff at school, TV, bus stops, in the mall, they “experimented”; such as (sic) mutual masturbation, oral, peeing on one another, spanking, and finally out and out fucking.  Katie learned on her own that she could “ride” her best friend and they also learned on their own how to orally please one another—that would be the infamous 69er.
	Then, Katie caught her little sib sister fingering herself!  It seemed innocent enough and the child had no idea how she had learned to do such a thing.  but she liked to it (a lot.)
	Then, Katie found her seven year old brother with a boner—he boy had a mild aversion to wearing clothes—‘spcially in the Summer months.  So Katie got a free show.  The boy also slept on his back, usually kicking the covers off and not wearing clothes to bed—so Katie got MORE freebies of the boy’s boner.
	Then—there was the strange conversation between Katie and Daniel James about “oral sex.”  Specifically about “girls licking girls” where they pee.  Thanks to television and school yard gossip the two heard and learned of “advanced” techniques.  
	After dwelling thoughtfully about what they had learned, DJ dared Katie to “lick her sister” you know where…

	Gina, like her brother, had an aversion to clothing, it was mild but the girl enjoyed a good streak.  For some reason, her parents usually curtailed her running amok nude but not so much as her older brother!
	Katie had no problem “doing things” to her sister; she had gotten Gina to even lick HER out!  But Katie had not done so unto Gina and especially not with DJ present.
	But on a double dog dare Katie did—with Gina already nude and in the privacy of their grandpa’s boat-fort Katie flicked her tongue to Gina’s cunt.  
	“Lick it for five minutes!” jeered DJ.
	Katie licked Gina’s cunt for five minutes.
	Then, turn about is fair play; Katie double dogged dare DJ to SUCK Tray’s cock.  While fooling around sexually, sucking on one another—DJ had expressed a curiosity about what sucking a “dude’s” dick would be like.  He paused and hesitated—seven year old Tray was just as easily talked into doing anything big Sis asked and/or said.
	“You first!” DJ quipped.
	Unbeknownst to DJ, Katie HAD sucked on Tray’s schlong, so she happily obliged—lubing the boy’s pee-pee, fondling his balls, and sucking him whole.  She didn’t go five minutes but close counts.
	Then it was DJ’s turn.
	He was reluctant but followed thru with the double-dog dare ‘cause no one backed off from a Double Dog Dare.  
	After that the kids enjoyed a free for all with little Gina and Tray sucking on Katie and DJ willy-nilly like—a lot.  Which is how and why their grandpa caught them—all naked and slurping on one another.
	He called them all into his private office in the house—marching them into the house as they were—naked.  Once in his private office he took Katie across his lap and spanked her.
	DJ was smacked nextly followed by Tray and then Gina.
	The smackings to bare ass flesh was not do so with anger and none of the spanked kids even got so much as a reddened bum.  Something of a scolding was given to the kids; for Gina and Tray it was the olde “in one ear…”
	Later that night, with Katie spending the night at her grandpa’s, Katie came to her grandpa.  He was a widower and lived alone—save for the grandchildren coming to stay over.  Thankfully the kids’ parents did not live too far away—a block down actually.

	She found her grandpa (whom she adored) naked in his bed—doing what DJ did so famously.  
	“Katie, you shouldn’t be in here.” he told her.  It was dark in the room, but the old sea dog’s eyes could see the total lack of clothing on his eldest grandchild—the light from the hall nightlight provided that information.  Katie very slowly crept to the lee side of the bed (the empty side) and crawled in.
	Almost immediately after snuggling against her warm-sweaty grandpa then did she “grip” his dick.  It was not a long dong but a thick one.  After much ado about “gripping” it, she sucked it.
	Then—after much ado of sucking it she crawled on top—that came a week later at another stay over when it was just herself and not her siblings.  A week later and she taking the thick shortie, half an inch at a time.
	It took several stay-overs before Katie’s young tender quim was able to take the “whole thang!”  after that it was at least once when the girl came over—to sneak away with the horny old toad and fuck.

	As time progressed, the grandpa either did or didn’t approve of his granddaughter “fucking” with DJ.  Sure he liked the boy—mostly as the lad was all eyes and ears when he got into whipping out some tall tales of his days at sea.  Katie had just about heard them all so she was not as enthused, but DJ sure was.  So, the old man liked DJ.
	But whether he liked the boy screwing Katie was not clear.
	When Katie and DJ were caught fucking, they were marched nakedly into the private office and spanked.  And each time, just as Katie had discovered the first time she lay across his lap for the private office spanking—a hard-on pressed against her belly.  As DJ was spanked, Katie stood behind watching.  She fingered both her pussy as well as her burning ass.  When DJ got up from his butt busting, Katie could sure enough see her grandpa’s bone.
	Was it because of her, her and DJ fucking, or DJ?
	Katie enjoyed looking at DJ and Tray as they traipsed around naked, she marveled at them but not in a lustful manner.  She loved going about nude herself, when the weather permitted.  She loved fingering herself and watching her brother and sister fool around.  
	So what was it that got her grandpa hard?
	When DJ made for the bathroom, Katie took the opportunity for a “quickie”; sitting on her grandpa’s lap and grinding.  The old geezer caressed her ass, squeezing the cheeks.  Katie worked out of his overalls his cock and worked it into a tizzy.	

	“Do you want to do DJ?” she had asked of him.
	Grandpa Sean didn’t say one way or the other but grinded against his naked granddaughter snatch.  
	“Do you want me to ask him?”
	Again, the grandpa made no indication “yes”/”no”.
	Later that night—with DJ himself spending the night, both he and Katie came to the old salt’s bedroom.  Naked.  DJ crawled into the bed firstly followed by Katie herself.  DJ did so infacto grip the sea captain’s “captain” and gave it a few tugs.  Katie “reached” over her black friend and tugged on HIS captain.  
	After a few “tuggings”, DJ put his head down to the old man’s rod and then gentle engulfed the salty dog.  Grandpa Sean was elated.

	Katie was “elated” herself, when it was just she and DJ.  Days on end did the three engage in extreme immoral conduct; Katie getting “double teamed”, spanked, peed on, and fucked silly.  She watched and frigged her cunny as DJ lay on his back receiving a “whale” up his tight black hole.
	All was good when it was just the three of them.
	Then, Katie walked into her grandpa’s office finding Gina across the man’s lap, his jeans down and his “salty dog” pressed against Gina’s belly as his old rough hands caressed the child’s bare ass.
	Katie couldn’t figure it—not to herself.  She was okay with her grandpa, the fooling around with DJ AND her grandpa—but she seemed to want to draw the line when it came to her sister Gina.  She guessed maybe—just maybe it was because of the child’s age—the child’s young age.  Gina was four, four years.  
	But Katie knew she was in a dilemma; she couldn’t really say anything without ruining everything.  So she relented and tolerated the abuse to her sibling.
	Then it was Tray she found across the old dog’s lap, being fondled and fingered.
	But again she was in a quandary.  It put her in a funk and it was only a time or two she gave herself to him—when he pulled her by the elbow or came into her room.  He liked blowjobs as his fat cock could really only barely make full vaginal entry into her body.  Katie mostly let DJ continue to screw her brains out, and a few times she messed with Tray and even Gina, too.  

	Tray and Gina were “screwing” around more, too—learned what to do by watching Katie and DJ.  Katie when DJ was NOT her constant shadow enjoyed spreading her legs (or cheeks) for her little brother.  Tray’s prong was more slender than DJ’s black bone and it pleased her differently.
	And tonguing Gina—Katie couldn’t explain it but she DID find some pleasure in the licking out of her little sib’s snatch.  She also found pleasure in SPANKING the child—along with being spanked by her and Tray.
	Soon Katie was privy to watching Gina and Tray suck on their grandpa’s cock.  The old sea fart equally suckled on them, pressing and grinding his cock against their wares until he shot his wicked spunk.  To whoever got the mess on their wares the other sib had to lick it clean.  It seriously put Katie into a funk.
	Then there was the fishing trip.
	Then there was the strange new nude man and his nude family…

**

	“Say word one to them, make any signs, do anything other than participate and you will regret it—severely.” then, “Got it?”
	Susan, Kolly, Shaun, Davy, Nolan, Krystal, Kathy, and Amy nodded to express and convey that they indeed Got It.  Krystal and Nolan couldn’t believe what was happening, though—a grandpa type man with young grandchildren had come into their mix.  Only mere minutes after their arrival and did the grandpa type figure start having his way with Amy.
	The Master put the black boy of the new group to Susan while Shaun was coupled with a very young girl (Gina).  Kolly and Krystal had to suck on the little boy of the new group, then take him between their legs.  The other girl of the new group did not participate.  She was nude, pretty, but seemed sulled up.  She sat on a stump by the campfire and didn’t even watch the naughty goings on going on about her.
	Then, Amy musta done something as suddenly she was yanked by her hair and thrashed on the opposite side of the van.  Moments later she was being dragged into the woods, the grandpa type figure followed.
	It was an excellent time to “do something.”
	But the fear of the Master filled them.
	Nolan focused on the woods where the Master had gone.  Moments later and they all could hear a beating taking place.  Krystal cuddled a shaken Kolly.  Shaun cuddled his babe, Susan.  DJ wasn’t too sure about the beating, it sounded rough.  He kept Gina and Tray close at hand with everyone flinching when the smacks resounded against bare flesh.

	By the evening type time, the grandpa had successfully stuffed himself into Krystal and Susan.  His willy was then too worn out to try the other girls.  DJ humped on Kolly as well as screwed Shaun before doing little Kathy.  Kystal and the other girls were not pleased with that; the boys of the old group weren’t, either.  DJ was pleased, so was the Master and grandpa who watched him.
	Shaun didn’t really approve of the new boy doing Kathy.  He was just getting to the idea of being okay sorta-kinda with the bastard Master screwing the little girl—now it was the black and the grandfather.  The grandpa took his time loving on Kathy and didn’t fully stuff her cunny, mouth, or asshole with his cock—but the black boy went at the young girl like it was his first AND last time fucking!
	Shaun furthermore seriously didn’t approve of the black boy screwing Kolly, nor did Davy who claimed Kolly as his.  Being reamed in the ass by the black boy also wasn’t cool.  So it was elation all around when the new group departed—after having their fill.  The Master retrieved the stricken Amy.  The stricken girl was laid out on the picnic table,
	“Fuck her.” the Master said (to the boys.)
	Nolan went first.  He took his time and tried to be as gentle as possible; from his observation it looked like the girl was mindless—she stared up into the waning blue sky with cold brown eyes.  Nolan took his time, his cock was already worn out; he thought of Kathy and Gina—he would have preferred that if he was to have to fuck someone, it wouldn’t be a girl who was as young as they.  But not wanting to endure the horror that Amy had, he had made anal entry to Kathy, then stuffed Gina in her mouth AND pussy—fucking the little one for a full five minutes.  He would have very muchly preferred stuffing the girl’s sister, Katie.
	Finally, at close to the five minute mark the surge of liquid love came to be and he very muchly unloaded a healthy load of spunk matter—DEEP into Amy’s teen cunt.  He jerked and juttered all about as the sensation was incredible—making his toes curl and all.
	It was a good fuck.  His body was in a sheen layer of sex sweat, his balls ached, his cock throbbed.  Amy made no indication of enjoying it one way or another.  
	Nolan pulled out and stumbled to sit down on the bench.  His cock was still amazingly stiff.  The Master clicked his fingers to Kolly, “suck him clean.” Kolly obeyed and scampered from her seat at the campfire to the teen boy with the cummy cock.

	As she sucked somewhat happily away on Nolan’s dong, Shaun took up his position on Amy, sliding in his severely aching cock.  As he fucked, the Master laid Kathy across his lap and finger fucked her asshole.
	When Shaun was done, Davy took his turn.
	Kolly had “finished” and had gotten Nolan another terrific boner.  So she agreeably crawled onto the teen’s lap and guided his prong into her poon.  The boy mostly willingly fucked the girl, closing his eyes and concentrating on little Kathy and Gina…
	When the boys had finished, the Master took HIS turn, fucked Amy and bringing her to her own orgasm although the teen very determinately tried to hold back.  Her pussy convulsed without her desire not to.  The Master had ways to make you cum.  He continued pumping until the strength was out of him.  
	‘Crud.’ whispered Susan. 
	‘What?’ asked Shaun.
	‘His going to have one of suck him.’ 
	She was right.  After withdrawing, the Master sat on a bench opposite Nolan and Kolly.  He looked to the boys, Shaun and Davy, then to Susan.  Little Kathy sat on Susan’s lap.
	With a head nod to Shaun, “Lick her pussy clean.” the boy sighed but complied.  Another head nod went to Susan, “Come here (suck me).”
	The girl deposited Kathy to Krystal’s lap and came to rest on her knees between the legs of her twisted abductor.  She worked the man’s throbbing bone—it was coated in multiple layers of mixed orgasmic juices.  No matter how many times prior had she slurped the liquid love juices she didn’t care for it.  But she engulfed the prick and bobbed her head anyways.

Scene 1/Act 1/Action!
	Susan and Kolly sat back in total amazement—neither had any idea if it was something their fucked up abductor thought up himself or what; but on the picnic table Amy remained poised (on her back.)  Krystal sat atop her, perched on Amy’s face, facing down.  But wait!  There’s more!
	Shaun lay on Amy, his cock sliding in and out slowly in her well fucked cunny.  Amy’s legs were pulled back, held back by Krystal—this was done so as to angle Amy’s asshole so as Nolan could stuff it—her asshole.  Shaun’s legs were up alongside Amy’s body—it was an odd angle for him but he managed.
	Nolan, who had been fucking for awhile, finally unleashed a massive load of liquid love, it wasn’t creamy but the clear sticky goo from the bottom of the testicles (so to speak.)

	When Nolan pulled out another impressive jut of cum spewed out, coating Amy’s sweaty ass crack and cunny along with Shaun’s swinging bare nads and ass.  Nolan was out of it.  He fell back onto the ground in extreme agony—he could do no more.  He handled his bone and reeled in sexual distress.
	Shaun had fucked his fill, too.  He was allowed to stop but remain standing, bending over so as Kolly could suck clean his cum soaked balls and ass while Susan licked clean Amy’s asshole and crack.
	Davy was given the task of sucking Shaun’s cock (clean) while young Kathy got the task of doing so to Nolan’s dong (freshly pulled from Amy’s crapper.)
	The rest of the day was spent “resting.”

One more for the road…
	She was studied for a while, a long while.  She looked good, young, tender, appetizing—fuckable.  Not too tight jeans, a cowgirl butt, pleasing chest, dark hair, dark eyes, enlightening smile.  She was guesstimated to be in her late 30s.
	The woman was targeted.  
	So where her two companions—two teenagers who Shoes had to give careful study of to determine a question—brother-sister or boyfriend/girlfriend?  The girl was older; trim, great butt, tight jeans, shoulder length dark brown hair, dazzling blue eyes, sweet round face with a small chin.
	The boy, possibly a brother, was a little younger, perhaps by as much as a year.  He had light sandy brown hair, brown eyes.  On observation, the boy was observed on the sly slyly checking the girl as she climbed over logs and boulders—the boy’s eyes specifically eyeing the girl’s butt.
	At length the girl checked over her shoulder the closeness of the boy,
	“Go up the hill.” she told him.	That told the unseen spying Shoes a lot—the girl wasn’t into her brother—in any way.  She undone her pants and watched her brother (it had become obvious) as he picked his way up a small but rugged hill.  (half way up and the boy disappeared)  The girl undone her jeans and slid them down along with her green panties.
	Shoes was so close he heard her fart.  Unfortunately he was not so close as to be able to see her peeing (or whatever.)  He also noted that he could not see or HEAR the brother.
	Then they BOTH heard the boy—crying out in distress somewhere close by.  The girl jumped out, pissing in her panties some then pulled herself together.
	Brother Kevin was found jumping around as if his butt were on fire.  And in a way, it was—a bee had stung his bared butt.  When his sister, Annie, got to him, the boy was in some agony.  Quickly she examined his tush, a small swelling there was but nothing more.  It was also noted that the boy had a bit of a hard-on…
	Slowly and with great care Shoes overtook Annie’s mind.
	She was calmer and easier to manipulate.  There was a bit of a hangup doing so unto Kevin.  With Kevin in a fit with a searing bum his emotions prevented a secure mind lock.  No worries, though, Dusty had other methods, and other ways to get the mind lock he needed—there was always a backway into a Subject’s mind—it just took time.
	In so doing, Dusty found images, glimpses of useful information.
	The images revealed the boy had a boner for his sister; he also had a pair of her panties that he masturbated in.  His desire to screw his sister was great; when they had been younger, pre-teen, they had exposed themselves to one another—but only in silly manners.
	A question was posed during the moment; If given the chance, would he (if he could) fuck his sister?  Mouth, pussy, asshole?  Would he spank her?  Would he like to BE spanked-by Annie?  Watersports?  Would he like to see his sister getting fucked, spanked, peed on?  Would he like to see his sister engaged with another girl?
	Answers:  Yes, Yes, Yes.  Maybe.  Not sure.  Maybe.  Hell Yes!
	Mostly the boy wanted to see his sister naked, fingering herself—while perched above his face.  He wanted to see her suck his cock.  He wanted to know what it was like to fuck a girl in her ass.  He wasn’t sure what “watersports” entailed, but understood lightly that it involved Urination.
	The boy had a slight erection, the tip of his cock was soiled.
	The girl applied a septic application to the boy’s sting.  She was calm so Dusty Shoes had no trouble accessing needful information.
	‘Do you masturbate?’  ‘Do you finger yourself with friends?’  ‘Have sexual relations with another girl?’  ‘Sexual involved with a boy?’  ‘Would you have sex with your brother?’  ‘Would you suck your brother’s cock?’  ‘Would you let your brother fuck you?’  ‘Would you let your brother PEE on you?  Eat your pussy, fuck your asshole?’  ‘Would you let your brother spank you?’  ‘Would you watch your brother masturbate?  Have sex with another girl?  Have sex with a dude?’
	Well, Yes.  Yes!  YES!  No.  Not No! but HELL NO!  Definitely NO.  Abso-fucking-tively NO!  Not even going to respond to that one.  NO! NO!  Not hardly.  Secretly.  No.  and, No fucking way!

	That was too bad, but then again good—because it made her and her brother a prime candidate for Dusty’s twisted ways.  Kevin was only mildly-mildly curious about YOUNG girls.  Many had nice bods.  Many were cute, damn cute and by accident he had seen more than one naked.  But he was not sexually interested in young girls.  Or boys.
	Nor was his sister.
	Kevin was also not into little boys and he had seen more of them naked than little girls.  He did not jerk his gherkin off with other “dudes”, had no sexual interest in any sort of sex with a dude.  
	When Annie stood it was quite obvious she had peed herself.
	Kevin had a raging boner.  Annie averted her eyes and backed up into some bushes to hide herself.  Kevin desperately wanted to jerk off.
	“ANNIE!  KEVIN!” a voice called out from down below the hill.
	A woman.  Hmmmm

	Annie was greatly embarrassed, the pee stain soaked all of her crotch area.  She insisted that her brother go before her.  He did so, after tucking his cock into his pants).  On the sly Dusty followed.  But as the wooded hill was “wooded” and precarious he had to take his time and was nearly stung more than once by pesky bees.
	The “Caller” was a woman.  Late 30s, nice looker.  The kids didn’t appear to be hers, but they might!  The woman had a great rack, sagging but contained.  Wide hips but that was okay, she was nicely compact (trim) everywhere else.  There was an incredible smile on her face, Dusty smiled as he saw “cum” on her face, too—in her immediate future.
	The woman was addressed as “Rachel”, so that further clued Dusty that the kids and the woman were not related.  Annie told Rachel about Kevin’s bee sting, Rachel seemed concerned but she didn’t want to see it, either.
	The three made their way along a narrow wooded path coming to a campsite.  No one else seemed to be about.  Dusty whipped out his custom EMAD and made adjustments.
	Peeking into Rachel’s mind he found that she WAS a little naughty, somewhat like Annie.  Rachel was bi-sexual, she loved cunt as much as cock.  As of yet, though, she had not had an encounter with Annie—but she wanted one.  
	No thoughts or desires for young’uns.  (of either sex)
	She had a slight desire for teen boys and moreso for teen girls.
	She didn’t care for WaterSports.
	Mildly curious about spanking—being spanked as well as dishing it out.  She masturbated frequently; had two younger bros and one older as well as an older sister.  Prying a little more and Dusty was elated to find the girl had had sexual encounters with ALL her family members—including Mom & Dad!
	It wasn’t a full out and out molestation fiasco, almost harmless.  Almost.  While growing up, Rachel’s father bathed her—and sometimes bathed WITH her.  She toyed with his cock, worked it, and kissed it.  In turn, her father fingered her cunny and sucked it.  All between the toddler age and up until she was nine.  
	She never saw anything done the same way with her other family members.
	With her mother, as a teen she was caught fingering herself as if she were on fire.  In turn, she caught her mother doing same unto herself.  They discussed it—the mother providing intimate details about self pleasuring.  This led to mutual masturbation and ultimate an occasional tryst in bed—or the whirlpool OR the shower!
	Of her brothers—from toddler age until she was on the verge of being a teenager—sex.  Usually anal.  But she DID suck the boys, work their cocks until they spurted with only an occasional allowance into her cunny for the full pleasurable fuck—providing that the boys wrapped their rascals.
	The older sister was involved, too—Rachel and Hanna fooled around with one another—but not with their brothers present.  The girls never did so with their mother together and Rachel never knew if her mother was doing same to Hanna or not.
	So she was prime.
	Did she have “desires” for Annie and/or Kevin?
	Yep.
	Annie and Kevin were family friends.
	Rachel “assumed” that Annie and Kevin “fooled around” and she was hoping catching them at it would get her involved with them.  Sneaky.  Dusty liked.  He wondered how Rachel would feel about his captives…

	Just as he was about to redirect the trio, the EMAD blinked and went out.  The LCD screen, the indicators indicating indications, the ON and Active dials—all OUT.  Not good.  The trio went merrily about their business—Dusty slyly backed out and picked his way back to his own campsite.  
 	Suddenly he heard voices.

	“I’m sure it’s that way.” a boys voice said.  A YOUNG boy…
	“We’ve been that way,” spoke a girl’s voice, a YOUNG girl…
	“Then stay here and I’ll go look--”
	“No way, you’re not leaving me alone out here!” then, “There’s creeps and weirdoes everywhere now.”
	So right!
	Dusty didn’t know what was wrong with his EMAD, but it came back to life.  All indications seemed A-OK.  He didn’t understand it but knew that he would have to look into it.  But so long as it was working currently…

*

	“Do you think he’s watching—us?”
	“I’d say it’s a safe bet.”
	“I don’t think I can do anymore.”  Nolan had always wanted to “fuck his brains out” but this was ridiculous!  Screwing the likes of Krystal and Amy was one thing—boning Susan and Kolly was something else.  And messing with Shaun and Davy was something else, too.  And he didn’t want to think about his messing with little Kathy.
	No matter how hard he tried NOT to enjoy—his cock overwhelmed and DID enjoy—he enjoyed Krystal and Amy, that was a given—but he had a hard time (sorry) doing the likes of the others.  They were kids!  They were BOYS!  They were too young!
	But he also knew that he didn’t care to be beaten.  Amy had clamed up tight since being dragged back into their midst.  She barely blinked her eyes.  She did nothing but sit with arms about her drawn up knees.
	“You think he wants us to—to do anything, something?”
	Nolan shrugged his answer to Davy.  
	Then, eyes bulged as sitting in the corner Amy Kroneur was taking a shit.  The teen made no attempts to move to the porta-potty and do that doo she should do—there.  It was horrible and the captive gang stared in awe.
	“Oh shit!” blurted Shaun.
	Susan glared at him for his word usage.
	“She’s lost it.” Davy said.
	“We’re doomed.” Kolly remarked.
	“Man, that’s gross.” added Shaun.
	“We probably better do something before that asshole comes back.”
	“Like what?” asked a dumbfound Shaun.
	Susan stared at him in disbelief, “Like clean her up, hello?”
	Shaun and Davy looked to the soiled Amy who stared into space.

	“Aint no fucking way!” but the boys had actually done so earlier, when in the “assholes” apartment—each captive had wiped the dirty bung hole of another.  But, in the apartment the turd had been deposited into the toilet or porta-potty, one or the other.  
	No one moved.
	“I think I see something.” Kolly said as she peered out of the enclosure of the van.  “He’s coming!  He’s coming!” squealed the girl.
	Nolan quickly grabbed some toilet paper and plucked up the healthy turd and dropped it into the portable toilet.  Then with more paper he wiped Amy’s ass and sopped up the urine.  She was mindless, Amy was, staring out to space and no where else.

	The Master came into the campsite, escorting two young kids about eleven-ish.  They seemed stunned.  The young girl had pissed her rust colored pants.  The Master was light on introductions.  The two new kids were parked at the picnic table.  From within the van-enclosure the kids within peered and watched.
	Eddy and Ellen.  Friends.  Just friends.  Eddy Bowman was a virgin—and how!  He had never even SEEN a girl naked, not even in her panties!  He had no siblings and no cousins.  He had seen girls in their swimwear and pajamas (girls on tv in the pj’s.)  he was somewhat naïve actually.  
	The lad had also never seen another boy nude, it was a personal and private thing when peeing in a communal pisser—stare at your urine flow and no one elses.  He had only recently began to play with himself!
	Ellen was also fairly naïve and very virginal.
	Eddy had hoped sorta kinda that maybe while goofing off in the woods he would get to sneak a peek at Ellen going to the bathroom.  Neither child was supposed to wander from where their combined parents were camping.  Well…
	“Take off your shirts.”
	Eddy and Ellen heard the command but were slow to react to it.  But it was allowed.  For the moment.  Then the command was given again with more earnest.
	“We can do this the easy way, or the hard way.” then, “And you wont like the hard way.”
	Eddy gulped—he didn’t much like the sound of that.  So he removed his shirt—he wore a simple button shirt and a tee-shirt.  Ellen looked to her friend—there was no way she was removing HER shirt.  Though eleven herself, she looked ten.  Which was a plus for the Master…

	But remove her shirt she did—under dire protest.  More “dire protest” were to come, but she was virtually powerless and had no choice.  
	A short simple lime green top with white daises all over it in various places, along with bees.  At eleven the girl had “AA” type titties, nice and round, soft, supple, delectable.  With her top off there was an undershirt and halter to contain/conceal the delightful delectables.  Ellen clenched her neck tight as she struggled against the command, “remove shirt and underclothes.”
	Eddy tried not to stare as his friend pulled off the lime green shirt, he was vaguely aware that an EMAD was in use against them; both had deterrents to such devices, but they didn’t seem to be working…
	When Ellen was topless, Eddy was hard.  Mouth hung open wide, eyes bulging, and a “bulge” in his pants.  He couldn’t blink, couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe.  Ellen sat back with her arms supporting her, pooching out her chest for all to see.
	The man with the EMAD reached out his hand to caress Ellen’s titties.
	“Nice.” he said.  Then, “You try.”
	Eddy gulped and thought he would choke.  He looked to Ellen who was in some distress, sobbing but not totally “losing” control.  Not yet.
	Eddy slowly stretched out a trembling hand, palming Ellen’s right breast.  He began to sweat, his cock aching, eyes blinking, asshole tightening.  Holding a girl’s hand was one thing, brushing up against a girl was one thing—fondling her bare titty was something else all together!
	And Eddy liked it…

	Eddy wasn’t so sure when the next bit came, though, if he still “liked it.”  The next bit had himself and Ellen removing their shoes and socks—followed by their pants.
	Removing his OWN pants was okay, and from young Ellen the Master learned the girl HAD seen boys in their underwear—young boys (cousins).  Upon further prying, the Master uncovered that Ellen WAS mildly curious about seeing Eddy naked, or just his penis.
	Well, her wish was about to cum true…

	Each child was allowed to remove their own pants.  Eddy then, standing up, shucked his underwear and stood nude before his friend Ellen.  Ellen stared at her friend’s penis.  She had seen little boys’ puds, Eddy was a little and she would have thought HIS would have been a little bigger.

	Eddy’s mind was blank.  That is, until Ellen lay back on her back on the ground and shucked HER underpants.  Then Eddy was like all kinds of attentive—not too mention hard.
	“Open your legs.” Ellen was told.
	Timidly the girl complied, she was shy and scared and greatly embarrassed.  But she opened her legs and the Master and Eddy had themselves a nice long looksee at her goodsee.
	Then, the Master snuggled up against Eddy and began fondling the boy’s wares.  The boy’s ass also got a fondling.  Ellen lay (with her legs open) watching.  Eddy’s pud stood out more prominently and the Master worked it.  Eddy very seldom worked and was very seldom aware of it.  The Master’s hand caressed the boy’s ass and then—
	The man began sucking.  Ellen sat with mouth agape watching.  She, as well as Eddy, had HEARD the term “suck my dick” at school and elsewhere—but never had the connotation meant so much or became so clear.  Eddy was aghast but he didn’t know why.  There was turmoil as there was both “pleasure” as well as disgust.  Getting sucked was great, but not by a dude!
	After a few minutes (five?) of sucking on the boy’s willy, the Master pulled away, turned the boy about and BENT HIM OVER.  With the spreading of the lad’s cheeks the boy received his first rim job.  The :”rim job” came with a finger probe.
	Thereafter the boy stood and watched in extreme amazement as the man went down on Ellen, licking her out where she peed from.  For some reason, though, it got Eddy all the harder!

	Eddy stood on wobbly legs in even MORE amazement and awe as Ellen bobbed her pretty head on his “fireman.”  It WAS different than when the man had sucked him.  Ellen, too, caressed his ass as she sucked.  Only briefly did Eddy know that after SHE sucked him—HE would get to suck (lick) her!
	And he did.  Ellen was lucky—sorta, she didn’t have to give Eddy a “rim job.”
	Staring at Ellen’s snatch was something.  Up close and personal.  He couldn’t describe it, barely could he comprehend.  He couldn’t describe it, but he liked it.  There were slight minute fine hairs on the girl’s poon; her pussy was lovely—that was all there was to it.
	The man had the girl open her legs wide as the boy “went down” on her; he was schooled in the fine art that was cunnilingus, pussy eating.  The boy liked—the boy liked a lot!

 	After what seemed an eternity tonguing the girl’s cunny, the boy was gently tapped on the shoulder, “that’s enough.” he was told.  Eddy stopped and sat up.
	The man had taken his pants down.  He had no underwear.  The kids stared wide eyed to the man’s protrusion.
	“Holy shit!” exclaimed Eddy.  Ellen was too speechless to say anything.  The man stroked his monstrous cock, waggled it before the kids then conveyed to the boy to “suck.”
	In no way did Eddy wish to comply with THAT command.  But the lad saw in his mind Ellen rolling on the ground in extreme agony if he didn’t.  But sucking cock, a MAN’s cock, and a cock that was like a horse was too much.  Eddy began to cry, snivel, and bawl.  
	Unfortuante for Ellen—she was wrenched over onto her stomach and spanked.  Hard.  Eddy tried to intervene but was smacked in the face and sent hurling into the bushes.  The beating to young Ellen continued.  Eddy came at the man with a tree limb, swinging madly and wildly.  He did manage to clunk the man upside the head and once to the arm.  Then the tree limb was used against the boy…
	
	Eddy choked and sputtered as he sucked dong.  Beside him askew Ellen sat curled up sniveling—too upset to be awed by the fact the man’s horse cock filled to capacity in her friend’s mouth.
	After a few minutes, though, the man pulled away.  Eddy gagged and appeared to nearly hurl.  He didn’t though and the man went on.  He faced Ellen, masturbating, waggling his cock before her.
	“I’ll give you a choice, sweetie,” he said, “suck me or suck him.”
	Ellen was horrified—she neither did want to do the man OR her friend; cocksucking was not her forte, it was disgusting and she wouldn’t do it.
	“Make a choice or I’ll beat his ass again,” said the sadistic maniac, “AND I’ll shove my cock up his ass!”
	Eddy looked to Ellen in a pleading way, his young body had suffered enough—he couldn’t take another beating and in no way was he going to take the man cock up his ass!
	“I aint sucking you!” the girl almost screamed hysterically to the man.
	“Then you want to suck your friend?” the man said almost whimsically.
	Ellen curled up all the tighter, “I aint suckin’ no one!”
	That was too bad…

	“Stop it!” screamed out the girl, “Stop it!  I’ll do it!” she was highly stressed, crying, and carrying on (as she should).
	On the ground her friend wailed as he curled up tightly to fend off the raining blows from the tree limb.  His young body badly bruised and bloodied by the insane man—who still had a massive boner.
	“You now have’ta suck us both!” breathed hard the man to Ellen.
 	The sucking to Eddy was okay, she guessed.  It did little, though, to soothe the boys battered body.  Sucking the man’s cock, however, disgusted the young girl and she wretched to the point of indeed hurling, blowing chunks.
	This got her a butt whoopin.
	The man firstly used his hand on her naked ass, pinning her arms with the other hand and then walloping her until she couldn’t see straight.  Then he used a belt.
	Eddy lay curled up under a nearby tree sniveling.

	A woodpecker got his attention, for a long while he couldn’t see it, but he heard it—it was close by.  The sun was high in the sky, there was a cool breezes bringing the scents of the woods all about.  With the woodpecker finally sighted Eddy sighed and watched—he was fascinated by the bird, all birds, but mostly woodpeckers.
	There were still pains throughout his body, mostly he was just greatly sore.  He kept his eyes on the pileated woodpecker and not to the nude man standing nearby peeing.
	Behind Eddy there was Ellen.  She had cried herself to sleep after the rash beating she had received.  The man had used, too, his enormous horse cock to beat her and then she had been voraciously humped on (but not penetrated.)
	The nude man came to the boy, Eddy had no choice but to look at him.  The woodpecker high above in the pine continued his work.  In his left ear Eddy thought he heard his name called…
	“You, you two, are going to do exactly, EXACTLY as I tell ya, or I’ll simply beat the life outta ya.  Got it?”
	Eddy gulped and nodded.  “Yes, sir.” he said in a squeaky voice.
	“Yes, MASTER.” the man said. 
	The boy nodded, “Yes, sir, M-Master, sir.”
	The nude man caressed the boy’s face, “Don’t forget it.”

*

	“I see him!”
	A mad scramble to put themselves in a scene of normalcy at Susan warning.  The Master exited the woods escorting two young kids.  Shaun and Susan shook their heads.  The kids looked a little messed up; they were 
placed into the enclosure; the Master entering himself and got a whiff of a full porta-potty.  He nodded to Nolan, conveying that the boy should empty the potty, wash it out at the spigot, put in a fresh liner, etc.
	Nolan complied, helped by Shaun.
	Meanwhile, the Master unscrewed one of the security domes concealing the electronic spyware—a video camera.  Something was done to the unit before the smoke colored convex dome was screwed back on.  Then the Master went to the others in the top corners before exiting the enclosure and going into the cab.
	Nolan and Shaun placed the potty back inside and then waited.  They all waited.  And waited.  And waited.  And then waited some more.  At length the Master made an appearance, counted heads, stared at Amy, looked over his original captives then the two new ones.
	“I’ve got something to do; so have you.  Before I get back, those two will be broken in.” then, “And you know what I mean.” The Master glared semi-menacingly at Nolan and Krystal.  “Do ‘em, get ‘em involved.”
	After closing and securing the enclosure, “This will be about the end of it.”
	‘Oh?’
	“When I came back, a little more and that’ll be that.”
	“Are you--”
	“What?”  Davy wished he would have kept his mouth shut.
	“Are you going to kill us?” Susan asked for him.
	“No,” replied the Master, “not my style.  Going to let you go out here.”
	The kids all looked to one another strangely, but not in fright.
	“Don’t worry,” continued the Master, “campsites are all over this place, and there’s a ranger’s station close by, too.”
	It sounded too good to be true.  The Master stepped off to the side and out of sight.  Did he really leave or was he hiding?  Waiting?  Watching?  Krystal sighed, closed her eyes and seemed to be in some distress.  Finally unable to hold it any longer she crawled up onto the porta-potty and did her thing—poop and pee.
	Ellen and Eddy.  Eddy and Ellen.  Both were eleven.  Both took half an hour or so to shake free the fog that clouded their minds.  When slowly they DID become more cognizantly aware of their surroundings—they were in even MORE awe than ever.  
	Eddy required several minutes to gather himself.  There was no “figuring” it out, there were naked people all around him.  
	“Are-are you alright?” it was a dumb-stupid question but it had to be asked.  Krystal asked it out of concern knowing that there was nothing she could really do.
	“What the hell’s going on?” asked Eddy at length.
	No one knew how to explain it.
	“Long story.” Shaun supplied.  “But basically, that fucked up dude that brought you here, he’s fucked up.”
	Susan made an almost glaring face to her friend as he wasn’t explaining nothing.  “We’ve all been kidnapped by that guy--”
	“Yeah, and he wants us to have sex.” added Shaun.
	“Yeah, and-and you two have to join in.” Krystal amended.
	Eddy and Ellen stared wide eyed, the concept was a little elusive but packed a wallop just the same.
	“We-we all have to have sex,--”
	“All kinds of sex every which way!” Davy blurted.
	“’cause if we don’t--”
	“He gets pissed and-and--”
	“Will beat us?” inquired Ellen already knowing the answer.
	“Yeah,” answered Davy shooting a quick glance to Amy huddled in the corner, “bad, too.”
	Thereafter there was silence.
	“Sooooo, what’ll we have to do?” asked Ellen curiously.  She sat on her butt, knees up, arms about her knees, aware mildly that the boys (and others) could see her naked cunny.  Her young body still reeled from the rash beating she had gotten hours earlier.
	“Sex.” Susan replied.  “We all have to have sex, with each other.”
	“And boys to boys and girls to girls, too.” added Shaun.
	Eddy and Ellen shot one another horrific looks of awe and mild horror.  Eddy gulped and Ellen hugged herself tighter.
	“If we don’t,” said Susan seriously, “he’ll beat us.”
	“Badly.”

	Being about the same age, Shaun and Davy got dibs firstly as Nolan was older and had a bigger dick.  Being younger had some advantages.  Ellen was unsure, she was a virgin in everyway—sort of, her introduction to the world of perverted sex was an overwhelming eye opener to be sure.
	“Maybe you ought to go first.” Krystal said to Eddy.  The introductions had been done as well as the telling of what had happened to them.  It was clear that neither Eddy or Ellen had had any sort of sexual contact—except what the Master had done unto them.
	But it was evident that Eddy was too frightened if not embarrassed to follow thru with the deed to Ellen—so Shaun looking to Susan smiled.  Susan sighed and returned a nod.  She then laid her naked body out and Eddy definitely watched.  First he had barely ever seen a girl naked and only a few in their swimsuits—and now he was surrounded by nakedness!
	Then the boy known as Shaun got on top of the girl, the “business end” of the pair was to where newbie Eddy could see the boy’s fireman slid into the where the girl peed from.  Eddy wasn’t stupid, he knew that that was where sex occurred; but he was still kinda vague about the deed as a whole.
	As Shaun fucked Kolly played with Davy’s cock.  Davy sat with his legs opened wide giving full exposure to the newbies.  Krystal laid herself out, pulling her legs back.  Nolan went down on her, licking her pussy and then her asshole.  When his cock was good and stiff he mounted the girl and began fucking.
	Eddy and Ellen had thoughts to their own.

	Although he had cum (and how!) Nolan was ultrally horny again—this after watching young Eddy screw young Ellen.  Nolan didn’t know what he was more horny about—watching the sex act as a whole, knowing that he would soon get to sink his cock into Ellen’s pussy—mouth—asshole; or even to butt fuck the boy, Eddy.
	He guessed it was the thought of screwing Ellen and let it be at that.
	Eddy had cum.  His first.  He had never cum before and the feeling was unique.  Very unique.  It was an odd sensation he couldn’t describe and after the initial “awe” of it, he knew that he wanted to do it some more.  He was, of course, naturally grossed out by the blood coating his cock and balls, inner things—there was blood on Ellen’s cunny, too.  A rag offered to them from Krystal cleaned them up and Eddy couldn’t take his eyes off of her, Krystal.  Fresh in his mind was the teen laying down with her legs back and the teen boy fucking her.  The slow methodic pumping like an oilwell pumping unit.  

	There was the “sound” of the teen’s cock going in and out, his balls, his ass, the teen girl’s ass & hole—and then the subsequent cum spillage.  It all took hold in young Eddy’s mind with a bit of knowing that soon HE himself would be doing her…
	There was no particular order—it was just the hesitation of the order.
	“We better keep going--”
	Nolan nodded.  He was hard pressed to keep his hand(s) to himself, keeping himself from jerking off to the anticipation of screwing Ellen.  He looked to Shaun, “Maybe you should go next.”
	Shaun gulped and looked to Ed and Ellen, he made a quirky face, shrugged and lightly masturbated, fondling his dick.
	“What do I have to do?” asked in a squeamish uncertain voice Ellen.
	“Nothing really,” said Krystal, “just lay down and--”
	Eddy moved a little as Shaun moved to Ellen.
	“He’ll beat the crap out of us if we don’t.” Shaun said to the boy who looked a little upset.  Then, looking to the uncertain Ellen, “Just relax.” He felt sheepish and stupid, and a whole lot embarrassed.
	But it had to be done…

	For Eddy, it was Kyrstal who rocked his world.  And the act totally blew his little mind—Krystal was good—although he had little to compare it to besides his first fuck with Ellen.  Krystal caressed the boy all over, mostly his ass.  The teen’s cunt swallowed his cock and squeezed it.  The boy stared at the girl’s jiggling titties and he couldn’t believe what was happening.
	Davy sat watching as Shaun fucked Ellen.  Nolan stared, too.  Susan and Kolly checked one another—“Horndogs.”
	Though he was not going to admit aloud, screwing a virgin was cool.  His cock was thoroughly desensitized and only a fresh tight virginal or near virginal hole would do.  Shaun didn’t want to hurt the girl, just fuck and sort of get it over with.  The girl reacted only with a screwed up face, she was distressed but dealing with it.
	After Shaun, Davy.
	After Krystal, Susan.  
	Susan tried to more relaxed and to put her new lover at ease.  Eddy was still reeling from doing Krystal and his mind was still abuzz at his screwing of Ellen!
	He had screwed Ellen.  A dream cum true?  There had always been the fascination of seeing Ellen nude, or at the very least in her panties.  He had heard her fart a couple of times and they goofed with one another pretty playfully, even using the anatomical words for their wares.

	But Eddy had never-ever thought he would actually get to sink his pud into her cunny.  He didn’t think sex with ANY girl would be possible for a long time.  There was contentment with that thought and he settled for the occasional masturbation and flirtatious rompings with Ellen.
	After Susan, Kolly.
	After Davy, Nolan.
	Ellen was very aware that Nolan was a teen and his pud was significantly larger than the previous boys.  She wasn’t too aware of what that actually meant, though—just that he was “bigger.”
	As gently as possible Nolan made entry into Ellen.  His mind nearly blanked out—it was too delicious to describe.  Cupping the girl’s butt she was gently lifted up so as his cock could make as much entry as possible.  Ellen squirmed some and reacted as she should as a pleasing cock pleased her.
	In his mind, though, Nolan wondered how the girl would react when the Master took her.  For that matter, neither had taken the man up the ass yet, either.  That was going to be a sight to see.
	After Eddy had screwed Susan he needed a rest break.  His cock was in overload—so was his mind.  Ellen was almost like Amy, clammed up tight.  But she wasn’t in a “zombie” mode like Amy—Ellen was mostly in the Fear Mode; in the back of her mind she knew that eventually the man who had kidnapped her was going to want to fuck her, too.
	And then there was Kathy.
	Eddy looked to Shaun and Nolan and then Krystal,
	“She’s just a kid,” he said, “there’s no way.”
	Nolan and Shaun nodded their heads, “Yeah, there is.” Shaun said.
	“We’ve all done her--”
	“And to keep from getting your ass beat,” butted in Krystal, “you have to do her, too.”
	Kathy was already wise and knew that she was the subject of conversation.  “It’s okay.” she said with a so-so smile.  She laid herself down, opened her legs and waited.
	Eddy and Ellen watched in extreme utter awe as Shaun took up position on Kathy and slowly glided his penis into her.
	“We have to, he’s watching.” said Susan to the newbies, and she nodded her head to the “spies” in the corners.
	“So like this is for reals?”
	“Damn straight,” said Davy, “he’s a fucking psycho!”
	“Right,” added Susan, “if we don’t fool around like he wants us to--”
	“We’re doomed.” amended Kolly.

	Davy smiled and Kolly brushed up against her playfully.
	After Shaun, a semi reluctant Eddy.  Ellen wasn’t aghast so much as she was shocked.  She wasn’t dismayed as much as she was awed.  Eddy lay on the young-young girl with the humping of his dick against the six year old’s cunt.  Ellen’s eyes were filled with the total imagery; Eddy’s naked ass slowly going up and down.  She watched as she sat behind directly the boy’s balls, his cock sliding in and out of the girl’s poon…
	Ellen was unaware that she was fingering herself as she watched.
	“Wh-what else do we have to do?” Ellen asked the $61,000 question.
	Nolan looked to the floor.  Krystal pursed her lips and felt the need to use the potty.  Susan sighed, leaned to Ellen and whispered ALL that was required of her.
	 Nolan was about to say something when the Master made a sudden appearance.  He seemed a little frightened.  Quickly he tossed Nolan a key.  It was small and brass.
	“We got to get out of here, not safe.” said the somewhat nervous Master, “If this goes bad, use that to get out.  Emergency hatch in the floor, too.” He then slammed shut the van’s door.  The cab door was heard moments later, the engine roaring to life and the van in a big hurry scooting along the narrow questionable mountain road.
	None of the kids had idea one what was going on.

	The van bounced around for a bit, a long bit, then came to a grinding groaning halt—but the engine remained running.  The cab door could be heard opening but not shutting.  Susan checked the stopwatch after a few minutes had elapsed already.
	“That’s five!” she announced.
	The two newbies clung to one another completely frightened.
	More minutes ticked by, then more, then more.
	Finally, “That’s ten!”
	“That’s fifteen!”
	“That’s twenty!”
	At the “thirty” minute mark the van door shut and the van took off again.
	For over thirty minutes the van apparently boogied precariously along an even narrower road (mountain fire road access) before stopping.  The engine shut and nothing more for twenty minutes.  The van door opened and then shut.  All eyes focused on the van’s sliding door.
	It would be a long wait.
	Fifty minutes of wait.
	Then,
	The door opened.
	The interior light came on (via a switch on the side interior wall.)  the Master entered, closed, shut, locked the door.  He was armed with a double barreled shotgun and the EMAD.
	“What’s going on?” asked Nolan sheepishly, but curiously.
	“Don’t worry about it, not right now.” replied the Master.  He sighed and sat still for a moment, then broke out the ice chest and handed out the sodas and snacks.
	
**

A Plan of Action (Part One)
	Shaun held one leg while Davy held the other.  All eyes bulged as inch after inch of HORSE COCK slid with great effort into Ellen’s asshole.  The girl gritted her teeth, arched her back uncontrollably, gripped up handfuls of crappy red carpeting and somehow endured being butt fucked.
	Occasionally Ellen blurted out, “OH GOD!”
	There was a strange squeaky noise much sounding like the groan of a chair gently rocking back and forth as the Master made his determined anal entry.
	“It hurts!” called out the girl, “Please, please stop!”
	and to shock to all surrounding her, the Master did!
	Of course, the man slid himself up her fine young body…
	Krystal bowed her head not wanting to watch.  Susan and Kolly looked elsewhere, too.  It was a nightmare for sure, a neverending living nightmare.  Nolan found himself aroused as well as disgusted—the Master placed his nasty hairless nuggets into the girl’s mouth making her suck while her friend, Eddy, sucked on the man’s cock.  Behind the boy Shaun was directed so as he could stuff himself up the boy’s hole.
	There was no end to it—the horror—the horror.

	There was an end to it—for awhile.  The Master drove the van for hours thru extreme rugged woods—time again he had to have the help of Nolan to help dislodge the vehicle when it bottomed out on rough terrain.  Offhandedly Nolan asked, “Do you know where you’re going?” seeings as how the territory was unfit for vehicle travel.
	Of course, Nolan realized as soon as he had said what he had said he was “doomed.”  Smarting off to a man such as the Master was not a good idea.

	But the Master seemed to be in a particular jaunting mood and let it pass saying, “Sometimes I wonder that myself!”  at length, though, the van emerged into territory that was more kinder and gentler.  For an entire day (and night) the Master did nothing sexual to his captives, he did not even abuse them physically.  He did venture off and was gone hours—during which time the kids did what they thought was expected of them, Eddy and Ellen getting into the swing of things and willingly joining in.
	At length, the Master returned.  Looking over his captives he selected Krystal and Shaun, along with Kathy.  “The rest of you carry on, behave.  It’s almost over.”
	Nolan didn’t like the sound of that and definitely didn’t like Krystal and the others going off.  
	“Is he going to kill them?”
	“Are we next?”
	Nolan didn’t know, he didn’t know and it worried it big time.

***

	Static on the radio.  Every channel, every station.  In the sky there were planes, military planes.  The last report heard but not clearly was the possible use of nuclear weapons to fend off the invading myth creatures from the “other side.”
	The skies, too, had taken on a strange orange color, similar to an orange whip (a drink) from the county fair.  It was chaos down below, although there was no real love for his wife, Stone feared for her.  His daughter he feared for, too—but she had good sense and though she would worry greatly about her children, she knew that they were safe with their grandfather.
	Well…
	Rusty and his crew had banded with Stone and his and there was lots and lots and lots (and lots?) of mingling going on.  Stone was still at awe at it all, but also overjoyed, too.  He loved his girls and with Rusty’s help they loved him, too—just a little more than they ought to!  And with Rusty’s help, too, Stone got to “love” Rusty’s crew—including the boys.
	It was while with the “loving” of the boys that Stone discovered that he was being watched.  He then did note that the one watching him was no threat for he had a young boy on HIS hands and knees…
	The boy was nude and under him was a teen girl—the boy and girl were 69ing while the nude man was plowing the road up the Hershey highway to the boy!
	It was only naturally that the two groups should meet.
	And they did.
	And they shared.
	Rusty joined in his group and it was one big happy fucking family!
	In the days that were to come—hectic to horrific.  Minotaurs came, green tornadoes ravaged the land and the combined group fled for their very lives.  No one was lost and after a week of narrowly avoiding the marauding hordes of mythic beasts, the group arrived in what could only be determined as “The New World.”
	And it wasn’t long before they came upon a town called…
	Peach Tree.
	Wondering what this one was all about, huh?

*

	For catch up purposes:
	In the town of Peach Tree there was Forrest Finch with his sidekick Austin.  They were joined by fellow townies such as;
	Ted McGriffin, Melody Taylor, Brandy Brown, Joe Sandyeyes, Josh Tyre, Greg & Marsha Brady, Julie Barns, Arnold Hey, Jimmy Newtron, Cindy Fortox, LibbyDaria, Sheen Garcia, Donna, Stacey, Matt, Jed, Jill Hassenburger, Jack Gains, Jolene Nolton, Devin Walton, and Arynn Galt.		There, too, were two three babies new to the town; a baby boy born to Brandy and a baby girl to Melody.  Marsha, sister of Greg had also given birth just about the time of the new arrivals’ arrival; she had twins!
	On the outskirts of Peach Tree were potential new arrivals in waiting.	At the rock quarry site (remember that?) there was John Kommer and his family (wife Debbie, daughter Kayla and son Kyle.)  Remember John using a Minding Device to fuck up his sexy neighbor and then zombiefiy his wife and children?  After coming into the New World they came to the rock quarry where there was a fresh water pond in it and shelter.
	It was not long after their arrival that along came Jay and Jessie.  Remember Jay, the one who was self possessed by Demons?  And Jessie who had her naughty niece and nephew with her, PJ and Nellie.

	And of course, Jay had a couple of favorites himself, Belinda and Wendy.  And coming from the same town and at about the same time as at their same shared town it was going to heck in a handbasket—some young’uns came to be trapped in the New World semi-rescued by Jay & Co. and brought to the quarry; Tommy, Chuckie, Phil/Lil (who were twins), Susan, and Angelica.
	At length Jay and John took note of “lights” in the distance.  Just how far was unknown.  Jay had a beat up old bus and it wasn’t going no where.  Nor was John’s ride.  Jay, being young(er) and more physically fit, decided to take off and make for the lights.
	Along the way he encountered a refined music teacher, Thomas Wainwright III.  His ride had broken down and he had come to camp out ‘neath a great so-so shady desert tree to accept his fate.  Thomas Wainwright (III) if you remember was passionate for one of his students he tutored:  Becky Fannigan.
	Other music students were along, as well; Susannah Jules and , Lucien (Lucky) Barnacle.  Both were child actors, too.  Pia Minnt Ko and her brother Chin Soo were “chanced encounters” encountered as Thomas was on his way out of his ravaged town.
	After “visiting” with the music teacher for a while, Jay continued on his way—actually making a backtrack to the quarry to alert John so he could come and help guide Thomas back to the quarry.  
	Along the way…
	Jay came across yet another group.
	They were a large group and would be fine additions—to Jay’s group as well as eventually Peach Tree.
	Remember the horny hard-up Theo Huxton?  The young black male had a penchant to shag his family—sisters AND mother.  And with securing a Device he made it happen.  He had his sisters, Rudy, Vanessa, Denise, and mother, Claire, all greasing his black pole over and over.
	Then there was bossy “in control” Ruthie Hamilton.  The preteen had a way about her, not bossy but highly suggestive.  Mostly she got “dirt” on someone and used it against them to get her way.  And if that didn’t work, there was always a handy-dandy Device…
	Ruthie came with her married sister, Lucy.  Lucy was married to Kyle of whom Ruthie had talked into acquiring an EMAD from his workplace, Kyle Galvin was a cop…

	Carolyn Matthers and Sam Sneed were friends of diabolical Ruthie, they were included in on Ruthie’s insidious plan of revenge via the use of the ill-gotten EMAD.  Ruthie sister AND mother accompanied the group into the New World—also with the help of the EMAD.
	Karl Galong was an interesting character—a HORNY interesting character who was a teacher.  Through a twisted foray of passion and desires he obtained for himself an EMAD via a very strange and demented associate (Abraham Krebbs.)  With the EMAD Karl “Spider” Galong made his acquisitions, too; his entire class plus another associate who had been along on the precarious bus outing to the mountains unaware of her impending doom.
	But as it turned, the British teaching import, Jeanette Arnold, was semi naughty herself.  She kept her naughtiness, though, to herself—buried in the closet where it belonged.  But with the not so gentle coaxing of Karl Galong and his EMAD, Jeanette’s unnatural desires was brought out of the darkness to embrace the light!
	Karl brought his entire class, including those three girls who had first captured his illicit desires:  Amber Holdsem,  Bonnie Likesum,  and Carlie Blousom.
	Seven other girls there were along with seven boys.
	Two boys (Hank and Carl) were “missing” and their fate unknown.
	Security Guard Ruthefjord had gone “missing”, too.
	Abe Krebbs had stayed behind to deal with the encroaching minotaurs.  Bus driver Steve Javier came along at the last minute.
	There was one more group left to spy on before the spying Jay would make his introduction.