Country Danger

[Beatrice]

Korah moaned lightly in the back seat as he drove her to the hospital. She tugged uncomfortably at her handcuffs, whimpering with pain as she did so. She made a few desperate kicks at the back of the seat before quieting down. Then she was silent for about ten minutes, just sitting there and bleeding on the seat. "I'm sorry I made you bleed." she finally ventured.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't call me a bitch." Miriam said petulantly.

"I would really like to speak to my lawyer." Abigail said. "I'm pretty sure this isn't how it's supposed to work."

"Are you going to kill us?" Amanda whined fearfully.

"If I wan't cuffed and on the ground, I'd totally kick that guys ass." Hannah blurted out with an angry glare in the direction of the departing Bob. "He beat the shit out of my friend."

[Lee Boudine]

Driving Korah to the hospital was uneventful. She was whimpering softly, motionless, slumped across the back seat. Big Bob left her there with the doors locked, while he went in the hospital. He was looking for his cousin Shining Star who was the shift RN.

Meanwhile Jason had the girls under control as he waited for two of his deputies to come help him. The four girls lay on their tummys on the ground under the blazing hot sun. Jason leaned agaist a tree in the shade watching them.

Four solid young asses. He imagined the sight of four pairs of naked buttocks and felt a swelling in his pants. " That's good girls just keep quiet and you won't get hurt. Now maybe one of you would leke to get up and come over here in the shade and tell me all about what you're doing up here. It'll go alot easier for you girls if you just tell me the truth....."

No one responded.

[Beatrice]

Korah shifted a little as he got out of the car, frowning that he hadn't bothered to respond at all to what she said. She had been trying to be nice. She could see the bloodstain on Bob's shirt and all. She groaned lightly again as her cuffed hands rested on her succulent thighs. "Please don't leve me alone out here..." she begged softly...

Miriam's ass, encased in her tight trousers, was plump and meaty, jiggling a little every time she shifted her position. Hannah's was tight under her jeans and Abigail's was tight and muscular as well, although it was a little more exposed by her tiny cut-offs which definitely showed her powerful, spread thighs. Amanda's was lean and trim and could largely be seen under her tiny little pink shorts. Abigail and Amanda were especially squirmy as their bare legs were pressed against the burning sand. They whimpered every now and again and, in fact, Amanda did respond. "I'll talk to you. Get me over in the shade." she said fairly simply, turning to look at him expectantly while Abigail groaned slightly beside her.

[Beatrice]

"No, not Slut Amanda," Michael corrected firmly. "Miss Amanda Glickman. As you tell me of your past life, you will always, always refer to yourself as Miss Amanda Glickman. She was such a happy, lucky, proud, vibrant, carefree young lady, after all and I want you to recapture in full the pride and comfort of your freedom. So, go on. Miss Amanda Glickman liked to run. Was she on the track team?"

[Beatrice]

Korah shifted a little as he got out of the car, frowning that he hadn't bothered to respond at all to what she said. She had been trying to be nice. She could see the bloodstain on Bob's shirt and all. She groaned lightly again as her cuffed hands rested on her succulent thighs. "Please don't leave me alone out here..." she begged softly...

Miriam's ass, encased in her tight trousers, was plump and meaty, jiggling a little every time she shifted her position. Hannah's was tight under her jeans and Abigail's was tight and muscular as well, although it was a little more exposed by her tiny cut-offs which definitely showed her powerful, spread thighs. Amanda's was lean and trim and could largely be seen under her tiny little pink shorts. Abigail and Amanda were especially squirmy as their bare legs were pressed against the burning sand. They whimpered every now and again and, in fact, Amanda did respond. "I'll talk to you. Get me over in the shade." she said fairly simply, turning to look at him expectantly while Abigail groaned slightly beside her.

[Lee Boudine]

" Just get up honey.......and walk over here.........s-l-o-w-l-y.", Jason said.

Amanda rolled over on her back; then sat up. The legs of her tiny pink shorts gaped to show a bit of her white panties underneath as she strained to push herself up with her mannacled hands. Jason smiled.

" Put your heads down girls.", Jason ordered the others. " You had your chances. You can just keep your noses in the dirt and sweat. What this li'l gal does is none of your business." Jason shouted at the other girls who had raised their heads to try and watch Amanda. He stared at the two mounds of Miriams plumb ass and thought of squeezing them with the girl laid across his knees; her jeans and underpants pulled downto her knees. He wondered what she'd do if his finger slipped between the globes of fat to probe her annus ? It would make her squirm for sure. Maybe she'd even creme herself if he inserted his finger through her rectum.

Mirriam was now struggling to position herself to get up. If only her hands were free. She struggled awkwardly. Finally with a lurch she got to her knees; then unsteadilly rose to her feet to face Jason. " Slow. now: walk over here nice and slow. Shake your hooties for me. I enjoy your looking at a nice set of knockers."

Miriam was having second thoughts: maybe sweating on the hot ground was better than the humiliation of standing in front of this beast. But, the shade was inviting.... she walked slowly very much aware of Jason watching her.

Miles away, Korah snuffled alone, cuddled in a painful ball in the back of Big Bob's patrol car. Bob came back out shortly with a large Indian woman in scrubs pushing a wheel chair..................she watched them approach.

[Beatrice]

Amanda rolled over on her back; then sat up. The legs of her tiny pink shorts gaped to show a bit of her plain white panties underneath as she strained to push herself up with her manacled hands, her soft, milky white legs straining to steady themselves against the ground.

Abigail and Hannah rested their cheeks on the hot ground, both girls wincing slightly as the hot sand burned their delicate cheeks. Miriam sulked but pressed her nose to the ground, the soft flesh of her plump ass wiggling in her tight trousers. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to hold her soft arms above the burning sand, the flesh of her arms tensing slightly as she did so and her ass clinching.

Amanda was now struggling to position herself to stand. If only those small, white hands were loose. It would be easy, but plasticuffs tightly bound her slender wrists. She struggled awkwardly. Finally with a lurch she got to her knees; then unsteadily rose to her feet to face Jason.

Miriam was having second thoughts: maybe sweating on the hot ground was better than the humiliation of standing in front of this beast. But, the shade was inviting.... she walked slowly very much aware of Jason watching her. His eyes never left her soft legs. The white flesh shifted ever so slightly, not quite jiggling like Miriam's, as her snow-white thighs rose and fell.

Miles away, Korah snuffled alone, cuddled in a painful ball in the back of Big Bob's patrol car. Bob came back out shortly with a large Indian woman in scrubs pushing a wheel chair..................she watched them approach. As soon as the door was opened, she looked weakly at Bob, her brown eyes wide. "Please talk to me, sir. Just say something. Please."

[Lee Boudine]

Jason mentally stripped Amanda as she approached him. The pink shorts and panties were gone. He imagined a cute belly button over a flat tummy and below the slew of her hair crowned mons. He was naked too; grinding his pubes against hers. Holding Amana to him as his erection went between her almost closed legs. Suddenly, her mouth open, herlips were pressed to his and her tongue sought entry to flick aginst his..................

He returned to the scene before him. It was sexy: three helpess girls stretched on their bellies on the ground and Amanda, hands bound behind her walked toward him: legs bare but short shorts covering her sex.

Jason was aroused by his power over the four girls. Amanda continued toward him; now under the shade of the big cottonwood.

At the hospital, gentle Korah's pleas moved Bob. He spoke to her gently and helped her from the car. "This is Star; she is a nurse, one of the very best." The Indian girl was about ten years older than she, and her eyes showed her concern for the hurt girl Big Bob had brought her. " You are very pretty. Don't be afraid." Star comforted Korah.

[Beatrice]

Amanda's long legs and taut body seemed to stretch as she walked. Her endless legs rose and fell as did her pert breasts. Her body was milky white. It had not had time to tan, even with her forced period of lying in the sun. There was a certain sexuality about her although it wasn't clear how much of it was conscious. Her thoughts, for now, were her own.

He returned to the scene before him. It was sexy: three helpess girls stretched on their bellies on the ground and Amanda, hands bound behind her walked toward him: legs bare but short shorts covering her sex.

Hannah and Miriam kept their positions for now. Abigail, however, her legs burning past the short legs of her cut-offs, was trying to get them off the ground. She pulled herself up a little so that her athletic thighs were held off the ground by her knees and her arched back.

"Alright. I'll confess." Amanda said, shaking Jason out of his sexy revelry. She would begin, at least, by taking him at face value. "We had some pot and we had some booze even though we're underage. We were taking this trip to have a good time. Nothing more serious than that, though. I swear."

Amanda paused and studied Jason for a moment, looking at how he looked at the others. "Would it be ok if I put some sunscreen on my friends? It's really harsh out there."

Korah smiled slightly as Star took her into her care. "I'm not afraid. Could I maybe get uncuffed?"