February 28th, 2010 | 
Author: Segment - AEJ N
After this binding was accomplished by whom Stacy supposed was the assistant, he looped a length of the thin cord about the necks of both Stacy and Katrina and tied them together. The he tied a longer cord to the rope that joined their throats. "Vengan!" he ordered, and then enforced his order before Stacy and Katrina had a willing chance to comply by pulling tautly on the rope, using it as a throttle to compel them toward his desired destination, in the same general direction as they had taken Fernando. Fernando was the last thought from Stacy's mind at the present. As she stumbled down the jungle road, she tried to look over at Katrina, being pulled along beside her with her own hands tied tightly behind her back, but Katrina, too, was paralyzed with fear, and was afraid to look over at her fellow captor for fear of reprimand from her captors. After several hundred yards, and after a bend in the road, the quartet approached an army jeep. One of the men took a knife and cut the cord that joined their throats, and allowed the noose around their necks, and the cord attached dangle as a handle. The elegantly clad Stacy and the simply clad Katrina were helped in, with Stacy in the back seat and Katrina in the front seat. The man who had done the tight tying drove, and the man with the gun took the back seat with Stacy. The girls' ankles were tightly lashed together in a crossed position, in a manner that any excess movement would cause pain, but they were not gagged. With their bound hands and tied legs and no seatbelts, Stacy and Katrina found it difficult to maintain their balance in the open roofed jeep. They each feared that they might be thrown from the speeding jeep while rounding a turn. They were driven for mile after mile. The mountain wind blew against their faces and through their hair. Their captors were silent. In the back seat, the man who sat with Stacy kept a respectful distance from her, and in fact even once steadied her by holding her elbow as the jeep rounded a particularly dangerous curve. The driver was too busy with the mountain road to bother much with the tied Katrina, who had to cope the best she could, by turning her legs toward the driver, and sitting sideways with her bound hands toward the outside of the jeep. They approached the top of one of the many small mountains, smaller cousins of the great Rocky Mountains further north, and Stacy and Katrina both saw a city below with lights over a wide area. The driver stopped the car. The man in the backseat pulled a ball gag out of his bag and pulled Stacy over by forming a ponytail of Stacy's hair with his hand and pulling her over. He was rather rough with her, although she showed no signs of non-compliance, and he lifted the ball up to her mouth. She opened wide to receive it, and he placed
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