Shawna and her boyfriend Allen were both pre-med students. Shawna stood almost six feet, one inch. She had coffee colored skin, almond shaped light brown eyes, a lithe, tight figure and a graceful neck that would do any necklace proud. Shawna's powerful long legs helped her make it to college on a track scholarship and she competed ruthlessly to keep the needed funds coming in as long as possible. Christal and Ed met in a heated political science debate, which culminated in a heated relationship. They were getting married after graduation. Christal had crazy, curly brown hair that framed a very round face, green eyes and freckles. Her short stature, only an inch taller than Ariel, belied her animated forceful nature supporting women's rights and feminist viewpoints. Ed, on the other hand, was extremely conservative. He was a small, quiet man with thinning brown hair and wore a tie to class most days.
The newest members of their group were Teri, who was studying to be a veterinarian and her liberal boyfriend Doug, who was studying journalism. Teri would easily be able to lift and control frightened, hurt animals. The flaxen haired, blue-eyed beauty was five feet ten inches tall and had a strong, voluptuous German figure. She had the most massive breasts Ariel had ever seen. Teri decided to remain at the campsite to help set-up.
"Let's head back and see how successful our mighty outdoorsmen are!" shouted Christal. "I have pictures in my mind of them helplessly tied up in the lines of the tent. We better go rescue them!"
"Oh, I don't think things will be set up yet either," laughed Paula as they splashed to the shore. "I figure the first thing they figured out was where the beer was. Then it's an hour of discussing how to put up the tent, where to put up the tent, by now they're crushing the beer cans on their foreheads and can't find the tent. You can bet your ass Teri has heard the call of the wild, gave up on the guys and hauled Doug over to a cave somewhere."
The girls started laughing as they headed back to the campsite. Ariel still felt uneasy and stopped and looked around twice, hearing only a few birds and the rustling of the wind through the thick trees.
Teri had indeed hauled Doug off, just a little ways to a secluded grassy spot surrounded by thick woods. The two of them were giggling in soft voices as they started to discard their clothes. Doug was, as usual, ogling Teri's huge breasts. "Doug, stare later, feel now!" Teri shoved a huge, tan nipple toward Doug's face. His eyes lit up like a kid in a candy shop and he started licking and sucking as if her nipple were a lollipop.
"Geeze, Teri. I don't know how you stand with these things." Doug loved her enormous mounds.
Glancing at the bulge in his jeans, she laughed, "I don't know how you stand up with that thing. Maybe we should introduce them."
While Doug was attentively massaging her large orbs, she reached below and managed to release his erection. It proudly bounced out of the exit and jabbed her in the belly. She sunk to her knees in the soft grass and stroked his rigid member lovingly between both hands. After kissing the purple engorged head, a few light licks, a sloppy suck, another kiss, then it was heaven.
She placed the entire length between her breasts, holding tight to the sides and keeping him trapped. Doug started thrusting, counterpoint to her strokes. He started pinching and rolling her large, tight nipples. She moaned and dropped her breasts, only to have his hands replace hers to keep him confined in the soft warmth.
As he continued to move faster, harder between her mounds, she reached down to cup and stroke his tightening sack. She felt his climax approaching and freed his throbbing shaft from her chest, placing her mouth over his pulsing crown as he exploded.
As they got dressed to go back to the campsite, neither noticed the smile on the Clansman's face from behind the large oak just ten feet away. He quietly got out two darts tipped with his own venom, a potent paralytic used to calm humans while feeding.
His aim was pre-naturally fast and accurate. The first dart hit the man in the back of the shoulder. The second dart hit the woman on her luscious left breast as she turned and saw Doug fall. Nathan stepped from behind the tree, walked over to the couple and smiled down at them. He pulled them under the cover of the trees, out of the bright sunlit spot of their recent, lustful encounter.
They could see. Nathan knew that. He could even feel their confusion, smell, almost taste their fear. It was an aphrodisiac his body could not deny, the swelling hardness in his buckskin breeches proving that. Taking his time, he tied their wrists securely behind their backs. Another piece of well-seasoned leather secured their ankles with about eighteen inches to hobble. He wadded up a piece of cloth, smiling and thinking briefly of Sarah, and gagged their mouths with still more leather strips. Happy with his hunt, Nathan gazed at Teri with his clear blue eyes, and pulling back his long blonde hair, leaned down toward the frightened woman and said, "Mine."
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"Crap! Dave, this was your idea. How the hell do you get this thing to stay up?" Mike yelled to the larger man.
"Dunno. Package makes it look like it sorta pops open. Paula liked all the little rooms on it." Dave looked totally lost. Actually, he looked just like the blocker he was for the football team, huge and totally clueless. Three years at college and the guy was majoring in pushing people around on the field. He'd changed classes more often than his jock strap.
"What are all these whippy things? Look, they're poles with elastic in the middle. I mean, what the fuck?" said Allen.
"Pre-med, huh, smart ass? Okay. Here are the directions. Someone find us some beer. This could take awhile," Ed called out to no one in particular. Dave lumbered off. He knew how to operate a cooler.
After much arguing, mostly on Mike's part, several beers, and damned if Dave didn't smash one against his forehead, they gave up. "We could just go for a swim" said Allen, rubbing his hardening cock and thinking of Shawna gliding through and under the water where his water snake would wait to strike her. He smiled at the thought.
"We gotta out figure this damn thing out! I will not have those bitches coming back here to laugh at us!" Mike stated loudly. "Where the hell is Doug? Didn't he say he was like some sort of Eagle Scout or something? He could do this ... if he wasn't so busy getting laid by that cow on two legs."
"You can be a real asshole sometimes Mike, ya' know that? So the boy's getting some action. You afraid Ariel won't give you any without the privacy of this tent? You've got the original nature girl there, dude. She could probably build you a cabin before we figured this out." Allen reached over for another beer, and fell flat on his face.
"Lightweight," Mike muttered as Ed fell beside him. "What the fuck?" was the last thing out of his mouth. Dave just stared for a minute, trying to figure it all out. He'd partied plenty of times with the guys and never saw them crater to even a six pack. It took two darts to bring the big guy down.
Bound and gagged securely, it took less than ten minutes to have the five men and the woman tied to various trees and limbs. Lucien didn't care for Mike and hung him from his wrists about two feet off the ground. As the Clan salvaged through camp gear, Lucien picked up one of the discarded tent poles with the elastic in the middle. It certainly did look like a whippy thing he thought with amusement. From beneath the brim of his cowboy hat he looked up at Mike's unconscious face and smiled. "Ariel, huh," he mused.
The Clansmen heard the women coming back from the lake as the captives started coming around. Nicholas slipped to the right of the campsite, Damon to the left. Justin climbed a tree about twenty feet in front, and Lucien stood slightly to the side hidden mostly by Mike and the tree he had suspended him from. Nathan was distracted making sure his Teri was all right and the Slave-master had darts ready as back-up, watching those already caught.
Nicholas and Damon circled the women, quietly approaching them from behind. The closer they got to the clearing, the less they'd have to be moved and less chance of them falling on something that could hurt them. Justin stayed on his perch in the tree in case anyone made a run for it.
Shawna was in the front, her long, dark legs
easily overcoming fallen limbs and other obstacles. Justin was mesmerized watching the woman's graceful moves. Behind her was Christal still betting the tent wasn't up. Paula and Ariel brought up the rear more or less side by side as usual. "It's just that he's such a jerk, Ariel," Paula complained about Mike.
"He's very condescending to you," Christal agreed.
"Come on guys. He's not that bad. I mean, Dave's a big teddy bear and all, but, if he doesn't go pro, what's he gonna' do? No, Mike's studying law. It just stresses him out." Ariel tried her best to defend her overbearing boyfriend.
Shawna felt the tiny jab in her shoulder. For a second, she was annoyed thinking a bee or wasp had stung her. Then her whole body experienced the pins and needles feeling of nerves falling asleep. Her muscles disappeared and her eyes widened in terror as she fell. She could hear her friends alarmed voices behind her and sensed Christal landing beside her. She couldn't move and all her screaming took place in her mind, behind her closed lips.
Ariel and Paula saw their friends sink to the ground. Ariel held Paula back scanning through the leaves and fallen limbs for signs of a snake because she couldn't think of anything else that could have caused the girls to drop so suddenly. Cautiously, they moved toward their friends. "Paula, check Christal's legs for a snake bite." Ariel began frantically exploring Shawna's long limbs. "Did you find anything?"
"No, nothing. Oh my God. Ariel, there's nothing." Paula was shaking and tears were streaming down her cheeks. Christal was trying in silence to will Paula to check her back. All Paula could see were her glassy, open eyes staring up at her.
"I'm going to get Allen. Stay here with them. I'll be right back." Ariel ran toward the campsite. She still had the eerie feeling there was someone else hidden, watching her. Ariel had only been gone seconds when Paula felt a sting on her shoulder blade and fell over Christal's still body.
"Mike! Allen!" Ariel screamed as she came to the clearing, "Shawna and Christal are hurt." She came to an abrupt halt, shocked and confused by what she was seeing.
The guys were sitting on the other side of the campsite tied up and gagged. They were looking fearfully at a big man wearing leather clothes with knives and whips hanging around his waist standing over them. To their right, Teri, also trussed and gagged was being held on the lap of a huge blonde man also dressed in leather. This guy was much bigger though. Ariel picked up a branch, the only weapon she could find. She realized Mike was missing.
She continued to look around. To her right, somewhat blocked by a huge tree, Mike was gagged and hanging from a branch, his legs swaying to a slight breeze. His eyes were blazing with fury and he was yelling muffled words to her. Ariel, shocked so much it didn't sink in that he couldn't possibly answer her. "Mike, what's happening?"
She heard the leaves crunching behind her as the other Clansmen were returning with the tied up girls. They casually passed by Ariel and put her immobile friends on the ground to the right of Teri. They're all so big. Ariel stood staring, stunned. As she looked back toward Mike, she saw a man with dark, almost black hair tied at the back of his neck and dressed in darker leather than the others, standing beside his hanging body. He was tall, well over six feet, and beside him was a big, brown horse. Ariel thought of the picture in the clouds that had given her chills.
He was quietly staring at her with his midnight blue eyes. Ariel was frozen in fear as he calmly walked up to her. She looked at his tanned face and it briefly flashed though her confusion that he was the most handsome man she had ever seen. As the man got closer, she had to stretch her neck back to look up at him. She raised her arm to strike him with the branch and in a lightening quick move his hand was around her wrist, stopping the swing. He smiled at her and said "Mine."
Ariel screamed right before she fainted.
CHAPTER 2
LEAVING THE FLATLANDS
When Ariel awoke, she found her wrists tied with a leather strap and resting on her lap. She was to the left of the men and across the campsite from her girlfriends. As she looked around, she saw the men had been re-tied with their arms now bound behind them and a length of rope running down their backs and tied to the strap securing their ankles. The other girls' hands were tied toward the front like hers, their ankles unbound. Ariel seemed to be the only one of the frightened, unhappy captives without a gag in her mouth.
The dark man who had spoken to her was now issuing orders to the other leather-clad men. They appeared to be stripping the campsite and vehicles of things she suspected they found useful. The man with all the weapons on his belt was arranging the plunder in groups. He cut their new tent into large squares and strips of nylon. He placed a group of their former belongings in the middle of each square and tied it in such a way as to make something that looked suspiciously like a back pack of sorts. Ariel focused on the mountain men, trying to figure out what was happening.
"They just got here, got three more days" said one of the large men, holding one of the park passes he took from a windshield in his large hand.
"Perfect. We'll stay here tonight, make sure everything's settled and head out at daylight," the man with the dark hair said.
"Maybe have a little fun?" suggested the blonde guy, still holding and caressing a trembling Teri.
"A lot of fun." The big man stated as he headed toward Ariel.
Ariel started shaking so badly she thought she'd fall over or maybe even faint again. The tall mountain man sat next to her leaning casually back on the rocks. "What do you want with us?" she asked nervously, pulling away. Ariel had visions of being murdered by this handsome man and left in the forest for wild animals to devour. No one would ever know what happened to them.
He put a finger to her lips. "Hush, girl. You are not to speak."
"Just take what you want and leave." Ariel tried to sound brave, but even she could hear the tremor in her voice.
"I said hush." The big man ordered calmly. "We have every intention of taking what we want." He reached for her and she panicked, trying to bat him away with her bound hands. He stared intently at her. "Be still." Confused, Ariel felt herself relax. She felt her need to resist and fight the man instantly subside. Lucien was pleased at how readily the little woman succumbed to such a small 'push' of 'influence'. He picked her up and put her on his lap. She could feel a rapidly hardening erection growing under where he placed her bottom. It made her aware of the too tight, too short cut-offs she was wearing. That, with only a tight tank top (she really, really was going to try to go in the water earlier) left her feeling nervously unprotected and exposed.
His arms encircled her as he quietly watched packs prepared and the other mountain men across the clearing talking. His large arm brushed across her chest, and to her shame, her nipples immediately hardened into obvious nubs. The dark man brought his hand up and started caressing and rolling the tight little buds causing them to tent out more. Ariel fought to regain her senses and squirmed against his lap, trying to move off him.
"Please stop." she gasped.
Again, he put his finger to her lips. "Hush. Be still," he whispered in her ear. He continued his attention to her nipples. She felt a mind numbing wash and realized once again she couldn't move or make any sound. Her head was resting on his broad chest. She smelled leather, an earthy woods scent and horse. The stranger terrified her and yet through her confusion and dismay, she felt damp arousal spreading between her legs as she leaned against him immobile and silent. Lucien sniffed her scent and smiled. He had not felt a connection this strong in centuries.
"Hey, Lucien, we've decided, with a possible trade further up the slope." said one of the men. "Obviously, Nathan's made his choice." Ariel slowly glanced over and saw the blonde man still holding Teri and stroking her heaving breasts. Her eyes were closed and she had an eerily peaceful look on her face as the stranger caressed her. "Justin's set on the dark one, Damon wants the blonde and I'll take the mop-headed pixie," the man continued.
"What's the possible trade, Nicholas?" asked the dark
man, Lucien, as he continued calmly stroking Ariel.
"Not really a trade, Damon and I might just share our two," grinned Nicholas.
Satisfied, Lucien turned his tanned face down at Ariel. "Can you cook? Can you pick one of your friends to help you?" At the thought of having her hands untied and getting away from the man and her confusing feelings Ariel nervously nodded.
The big man unbound her trembling hands and she scrambled off his lap. She stood and looked around at her helpless friends. Now, who to help? Paula was useless at anything domestic. Christal might shoot her mouth off and get them all in deeper trouble. The blonde guy, Nathan, wasn't letting go of Teri. That left Shawna. Shawna would keep her cool, was a great cook and she was easily the smartest and fastest girl if there was a possibility for an escape.
Ariel pointed, "Shawna can help," she suggested to the big man. Lucien. She thought the name suited him.
Lucien knew she would choose the long legged young woman. She had the well toned muscles of an athlete. He stood and smiled down at her. Ariel shivered as he rested a hand on her shoulder. "Is she fast enough to save her friends?" he whispered. Ariel shivered at the threat.
The mountain men built a fire for Ariel and Shawna and brought supplies for them to cook. "They'll hurt the others if we try to run," Ariel whispered over the preparations.
"Maybe they just want our stuff. They might just tie us up and leave if we cooperate," Shawna whispered back.
"I don't think so. You see the way that big blonde guy's holding Teri? Shawna, I think we're in big trouble."
"It seems the rest of them are each picking out a girl, too. Maybe they plan to rape and kill us. What's the deal with packing our supplies like that?" Shawna said nervously.
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