Chapter One ~ Lily: One

 

It seemed like hours, but it was probably nearer twenty minutes before I heard the sound of the motorbike again. It approached slowly and I didn't need the binoculars to see that it was junior riding it; and that he was studying the jungle either side of the road as he approached the crossroads. The storekeeper stopped next to the lad and they chatted for a minute, then he drove off down the side road, leaving Yohan alone again.

I was lucky that the narrow roads ran through dense jungle. There was no way they could start searching among the thick foliage; but they could stick around for a while. I began to think more positively. Once junior had scoured the jungle along the second and third tracks he would surely give up and go home.

My eyes were glued to the lad who kept wandering up the road, almost level with the spot where I entered the jungle. So, in the half light, I didn't see movement over my right shoulder until the creature was almost beside my head. I turned to look when I heard a sound beside my ear and found that I was staring at the huge head of a black snake! I froze. Then its forked tongue shot out...

"Aiiiiii!" I screamed and dived sideways, onto the ground, away from the threat.

Unable to see anything in my gloomy surroundings, I scrambled up onto my hands and knees. Fearing the creature might attack me, I crawled frantically along the jungle floor. The binoculars became tangled in the undergrowth, while my arms, legs and face came in for a lot of punishment. I stumbled through the tangled foliage in a blind panic and only stopped dead in my tracks when I heard a voice.

"Girl!?" It was the lad, Yohan, calling out. "I heard you scream. Where are you ... I want to help you."

Petrified of being bitten by the snake and terrified that the men might find me, I hunkered down and covered my head. Shaking like a leaf, I couldn't hold back the tears. When they came in a flood, it was as if a dam had broken. All the grief I had suffered in the previous three weeks were encapsulated in the moment the snake suddenly appeared and attacked me.

For all I knew the reptile could be moving in for the kill. I reached for the gun and pulled it out of my belt, then held it under me. I heard a rustling in the undergrowth. Was it the snake or the young man? I wondered. I cautiously looked up but could only see dense foliage.

"I know you're in there, girl. Come out!"

The voice was closer. He had entered the forest, searching for me. I was just about to try and crawl away from the voice when I heard the motorcycle again. It stopped and then the engine died. "Yohan!" Junior shouted.

"Over here, Junior. She's in here."

I heard the sound of boots running along the road. Had I crawled nearer the unmade road? I wondered.

"Where? Where is she?" Junior asked.

"I think she's over there..." I heard the sound of rustling leaves and twigs breaking from two different directions.

From my lowly position, I couldn't see anything. My best chance of not being found, I decided, was to stay still.

"How do you know she's in here?" the older man asked.

"She screamed. Something must have spooked her."

The men were too close for comfort, but I clung onto the hope that they would give up if I remained silent. Then, my luck ran out.

"Junior! I've found her binoculars!"

I put my hand to my neck and discovered they were gone. The leather strap must have snapped, or one of the clips came free. The game was up so they wouldn't stop until they found me.

"Girl. Poppy, we know you're here," Junior shouted. "Stand up and show yourself. We're not going to hurt you. We want to help you."

I sat up and lifted the automatic pistol. "Go away! I have a gun."

Silence descended on the jungle. They were close and knew roughly where I was hiding, but the threat of shooting them seemed to have made them more cautious. I waited and waited for an interminable amount of time, but I was in their backyard and was at a distinct disadvantage.

Then, the first time I moved, just turning my body, must have given one of them a sighter of me or my position.

"Ahhhhh!" I shouted when a black figure leapt out of the foliage and landed on me.

I fell backward and the gun went flying. The lad put his hands on my tits and pushed himself up into a sitting position. "I've got the bitch! Over here!"

"Get off me. Get off me," I cried, trying to push his hands off me.

Slap! "Shut the fuck up!" Yohan shouted after brutally slapping the side of my face and stunning me.

Another figure burst through the undergrowth. It was Junior with a triumphant look on his face. "I told you she couldn't have gone far. Where's the gun?"

The lad looked around. "I didn't see it. Maybe she was bluffing."

"Got it!" Exclaimed Junior. He came closer. "Turn her over, so I can tie her hands."

"Nooooo, please let me go..."

I thought about telling them that my friend might die, but Jennifer told me not to lead them back to our camp, so I clammed up. For the time being it was probably better if they forgot I had an accomplice.

The lad rolled me over. Slap! Slap! "I told you to shut the fuck up," he shouted, after slapping my ass a couple of times.

With only the protection of my thin panties the blows stung my cheeks. "Leave me alone," I cried again. "Get off me.

Having been caught by the pair, after thinking I had succeeded in my mission, I was mortified and distraught. Basically, when the chips were down, I had failed my injured friend. I decided to try one last attempt to scare them off.

"My commander will come loo0king for me. When he does, you two will be in trouble."

They both laughed. "Commander in your fake army, Heh? Real soldiers don't wear red berets. The Defence Force soldiers' berets are tan. Your gun might be real, but your army is fake!"

"You're wrong. You're going to get into trouble."

Slap! Slap! "I told you to shut the fuck up!"

While Junior knelt on my back and tied my wrists together with the twine he bought, Yohan backed off and knelt between my legs.

"Noooo!" I cried when I felt his fingers rubbing my pussy through the gusset of my panties.

"Fuck, Junior, this bitch's cunt is wet and ready for my cock."

"Help me get her up," the older man said. "There'll be plenty of time for shafting this bitch."

With the lad's help, he lifted me by my forearms onto my feet. Broken and distressed, the pair of tall, powerful black men led/dragged me back to the road, close to where the storekeeper had parked the motorbike.

The older man jumped on first, then twisted and helped Yohan hoist my leg over and push me tight up against his back. "Where are you taking me?" I asked as the tears continued to stream down my face.

"Somewhere where you'll be safe, girl," Yohan said in my ear, having squeezed onto the back of the seat. "Now shut the fuck up."

Junior started the engine, revved it, then accelerated away. It only took a couple of minutes to drive to his store. He drove around the back of the ramshackle building and parked the bike next to a tall wooden fence. Yohan put an arm around my waist and dragged me off the bike backwards. There was another shack at the end of the track and one on the other side.

"Nooooo. Let me go. Someone help me!" I shouted, hoping a neighbour would hear my cries for help.

The lad clamped his free hand over my mouth and dragged me toward a gap in the fence. In fact, Junior had opened the gate for us and closed it after we entered the yard. The area wasn't very big, but it was bordered on both sides by a six-foot-high wooden fences. At one end was the back of his store and at the other end, wooden crates and pallets were stacked higher than the top of the fence.

"Come on, in here and keep her quiet," Junior snarled.

The door led directly into his bed sitting room, a grotty hovel of a living space. The lad pushed me onto the rickety bed. "Make a sound and I'll thrash your ass until its bright red!"

"Let me put this on her first," Junior said.

I looked over my shoulder to see Junior throw the gun and the bike keys on the sofa and pick up a roll of grey tape. He pulled out about nine inches, tore it off, then approached me.

"Close your mouth, bitch,"

"No. Let me go and I won't report you to my commanding officer."

The men laughed, then one of them placed a knee in the middle of my back again. They were prepared for any eventuality and had completely outwitted me. I cursed my luck and was ashamed of my pathetic attempt to escape from two men who were far less educated than I was.

I had made poor choices while their persistence had paid off.

Isolated and alone in the middle of nowhere, I was physically under attack and surrounded by savage jungle. However, the real savages were the men who were about to make my life a living hell...

 

 

Chapter Two ~ Lily: Two.

 

Junior reached over my head, holding the tape, while Yohan held my mouth shut. The older man then pulled the sticky strip up onto my closed mouth. He smoothed the tape against my skin, then climbed off me. I tried to open my mouth, but the tape's grip was strong enough to keep me silent.

"There, that should shut the bitch up for a while. Get her clothes off..." Junior was interrupted by the sound of knocking coming from his store.

"That'll be Swampy with the delivery. Take care of the bitch but no rough stuff - yet. The wigger is going to pay for scamming us, then we can share her with some of the boys." He hurried out of the room to see who was knocking.

Yohan rolled me over onto my back and positioned me so that my legs were dangling over the side of the bed. Beyond the door I could hear faint voices, suggesting Junior had let someone into the store.

The lad stood up. "Kick me girl and I'll smack you in the face." He hunkered down, removed my boots, then stood and pushed his calves between mine so he could lean over me.

I was uncomfortable lying on my hands, but when Yohan rolled me onto my back, I felt some give in the ligature. My hands were small and with my thumbs tucked, there was a chance... Despite hoping that I might be able to free my hands, I remained still while the lad was removing my boots.