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“Now you just play the game, lady, real nice. Mister Cain’s got some fun for you tonight.”
Her cheeks blushed red as that hated pictured formed in her mind, while those strange and unbidden stirrings in her gut warned her that once again, her body would not cooperate with her need to resist.
The five moved into the woods, then along the scrubby terrain of an area unfamiliar to Hannah. The rope assured her captors that she would not be trying to get away again, and just to make certain, a few additional bindings were added. While in the woods, Eldon stopped long enough to bind her hands together so she could hardly hold Little Jenny’s reins. Then as they were moving along a ridge, another member of their party lassoed her about the neck just for sport.
“Um, um,” the bearded fellow mused. “The sight of a woman bound makes me hard between the legs,” he drawled. “Can’t wait to look at those pretty titties of hers. You suppose we could bare them just to see what we got in store?” He called to Eldon.
“You got nothin’ in store, Brady, if you don’t mind yourself. Cain wants her intact, and you know what that means.”
“Hell, he won’t know what we do now, long as we dress her back up before we get to the ranch. C’mon.” This urging came from the man directly behind Hannah, the one she hadn’t seen who flicked her with his horsewhip when Eldon wasn’t looking.
That sort of banter went back and forth for nearly an hour, until Eldon finally stopped, announcing that they’d take a break to water the horses by the banks of a swift-flowing stream.
Hannah was pulled from her horse and told to sit on a large flat rock while the men did their business in the bushes and the horses drank their fill. The youngest of the group of men seemed oddly out of place. He was a fresh-faced youth without a beard or surly expression or the malice of the others.
“You don’t want to be doing this, do you?” Hannah spoke to him privately while the others were engaged elsewhere and not watching.
He shrugged. “I ain’t in charge, ma’am.”
“But surely you know this is wrong?”
He shrugged again. This was getting her nowhere but she had to try. “Just slip these bonds from me and I’ll quietly walk away. You can do that, can’t you?” she implored him. “Please? You know it’s the right thing to do.”
For a moment, she thought she had the young man’s interest, but before he could do her bidding, she felt a hand on her shoulder, pulling her around and dragging her to her feet. Eldon Tremaine.
“You fool bitch!” he seethed, slapping her face hard enough to knock her to the ground. “Ya know I was gonna be nice to you, not let my boys play around, but since you’re such a scheming harlot, I’ll let them have these titties of yours.” He swiped his hand at the front of her dress and tore it down, popping the buttons open, leaving Hannah’s breasts exposed beneath her sheer chemise. That tiny garment was sacrificed as well, until her bared flesh showed, chilled by the dampness of the autumn air.
Hannah trembled, ready at that point for almost anything, expecting the rape to begin long before she reached Cain’s ranch.
“Go ahead, feel her up,” Eldon said, after taking a swipe at the warm soft flesh of Hannah’s breasts. They rolled across his rough hands, compelling him to reach right in with his mouth and suck the nipples until they were firm and red and glistening in the mellow glow of the afternoon. Deep inside her crotch, a terrible and wicked desire fermented. She pushed it back with every force of will that she could muster. Eldon backed off laughing, as though he knew her fight. Of course, the crude man couldn’t know her feelings or her thoughts, but still she blushed.
“Go, ahead,” he prompted his friends. The three each took a turn with her, relishing the feel and taste and sweet perfume of a woman’s fair skin. Hannah closed her eyes and grimaced while her flesh was insultingly mauled. Despite the disparaging show, she bore up under their taunts without letting on how much she suffered. By the time they finished, her breasts were blotchy red and her nipples were sore.
“Gotta get going, boys,” Eldon told the three. “The little lady gets to walk from here. I think she needs some exercise, huh?” He stared down at her from his horse and scowled. Then he spit a wad of foul tobacco beside her and cackled derisively as he headed back north.
The five set out again with the four young men mounted on their horses. The young one had Little Jenny in tow behind him, while Eldon took up the lead with Hannah walking at his side. She remained securely bound and he frequently tugged the rope around her neck, just to let her know what she risked should she resist. Her breasts remained bare to the cooling air and the wind and the thicket of vines and bushes they passed through. Her skin was soon scratched and her dress torn as they forced her through the bramble. When they broke out into open ground, Eldon picked up speed and expected Hannah to keep up with the faster pace. She stumbled and fell several times, and was dragged for a few feet before the man paused long enough for Hannah to get back on her feet. Where the rope scraped her throat the flesh was becoming raw.
“Keep up, bitch,” he scowled at her regularly, while giving the rope another yank.
“Please, this is hurting me. Certainly Mr. Cain won’t want his prize damaged.” Saying this gave her some feeling of power, even as another spasm in her belly warned her against her own unwelcome response.
“Better back off,” one of the other men called to her captor when Hannah stumbled one more time and she choked as he dragged her. “You know what Cain told you.”
That was enough to change things one more time. Eldon stared down at her from above considering the situation and the time to day.
“We got a ways to go, lady. Ya can take it on horseback or ya can take it walkin’. Ether way, if you don’t behave yourself, yer not gonna like it.” He snarled, then motioned to the young one, who brought Little Jenny to the front of the line. “Mount up,” Eldon ordered, “we gotta git.”
Though Eldon would have her try on her own, it was impossible for Hannah to mount her horse with her hands bound. She finally got a boost from behind that lifted her into the saddle. They took off, with Hannah glad for just this tiny quantity of mercy.
It would be the last she would be afforded for quite some time.
The sky was dark with stars emerging in a pale blanket above when the quartet of men with their captive victim rode into the stables of what appeared to be a sizeable ranch.
Hannah was dumped inside a stall, along side a young colt. There her hands were briefly untied and then bound again behind her back. Her feet were bound the same. There was now no question of escape.
“Mister Cain will be seeing you soon, lady. You’d best get some rest,” she heard Eldon say as he closed the stall door and clicked the heavy padlock locking her in.
Hannah’s lips were parched from thirst and her stomach growled with no food, but sleep managed to fend off those needs. She was too exhausted for tears, too exhausted to worry, too exhausted for anything but the emptiness of a mindless sleep. Hiding in her thoughts as she drifted off was the knowledge that this latest trial with Jarrett Cain and his brood was just getting started. What terrible price would she pay now? What horror? What reprehensible stirrings would invade her body?
