The five visitors had grabbed their weapons and were
ready for anything. They were frantically looking for the owner of the
disembodied voice, unaware that Lana had been awake for some time. Listening to
the exchanges between the other men and myself. It was she who had spoken, but
since they didn't know she was awake, or even able to speak, they were
desperately looking in the shadows, and behind the trees of the surrounding
forest, for the woman that was hanging at their mercy in front of them.
Soon, when they were nervously standing in a defensive circle,
I softly told them, "You should relax, my friends. It was the redheaded
one who spoke just now." indicating Lana. "And you," speaking
harshly to Lana, "should be more respectful of our guests. They aren't
used to women being friendly, but seem willing to trust us, if we don't scare
them at every turn that is." I scolded her, then took her tenderized,
sensitive, and exposed, sexual nerve center between my fingers.
The effect of my grip on Lana's over sensitive clit had
the desired effects. First, she screamed at the sudden touch, then produced a
rising scream, ending by suddenly being cut off, as she passed out from her
nervous systems completely unexpected overload. Second, I had the full and
undivided attention of the five visiting men.
The noise of the startled men, as they'd grabbed their
weapons, not to mention Lana's wonderfully effective scream, had awakened Tina
and Cindy. They were nervously peering down from their bonds, all too aware of
how helplessly they were exposed to the men below. I could see things might get
out of hand quickly, if there weren't a cap put on the situation, so I asked
the men to follow me away from my prisoners for a short time, and some talk.
The poor fellows were only too glad to put some distance
between the women and themselves, and nervously followed me to the rivers edge
some distance away. When we'd all had a drink, and the collective nerves of the
other men had some time to become more or less calm, I scolded them like
children.
"Do you men really think those six women, bound, and
hanging in that tree are a threat?"
"You just told us it was you, who was their
captive!"
I laughed, then said, "It is they who are bound and
hanging, with their sex organs at my disposal!"
The spokesman retorted, "But, you did say you are
their captive, and we have no wish to end up as their quest, in chains."
I laughed at the confused nature of their thinking, then
tried to explain what I'd meant. I soon saw that my efforts to explain the real
nature of the situation was useless, and simply told them this:
"The only reason they are in chains is to put any
men we might meet at their ease." I began. "If they were free to move
as we are, you probably would have killed at least half of them before you
found out they mean no harm." I paused for effect, then asked, "Isn't
that true?"
After some scuffing of feet, and embarrassed looks, the
five of them agreed that what I'd said was true.
"But it would have been out of self preservation,
and seeking to rescue you that we would have done so." they defended
themselves.
I replied, "Yes, I'm aware of that, and so are they,
that's why we're traveling the way we are, with them as my prisoners. To try
and gain some time, and reason with you." Again the pregnant pause for
effect. "Think about it, they have no desire to end their quest in death,
just as you don't!"
After a time, we all sat down there by the stream, we
talked all night, as I explained the way we had come to travel as we were. The
men had many questions about the details of our plan. In the end, they were
still not totally satisfied with my explanations of how I could be a prisoner
of the women, while they were obviously mine.
The sky was getting light when I finally threw up my
hands, saying, "I doubt I can ever explain that to you, until you,
your-selves lay with a woman, and let her do the things to you I've told you
about. Then, and only then, will what I mean come clear to you." After a
slight pause, I continued. "You will do as you do! I ask only one thing of
you; that if you can't join us, then go, and leave us in peace. We are no
threat to you, and ask only safe passage." When I ended my plea, my voice
was shaking with the emotion I was feeling. All I could do was hope for them to
agree to that.
The five finally agreed, saying, "But it would be a
much easier thing for us to do, if you only had one woman with you, like the
ones who came north used to have."
"Of that, I'm sure, but what should I do, abandon
five of them?" then almost slyly, "Or do each of you want one of the
women for yourselves?"
The embarrassed silence was complete, except for the
sound of the water as it rushed by.
*** *** *** *** ***
Some time had passed as we sat in silence, after which I
said, "The choice is yours, join us, or let us pass in peace. We've no
wish for bloodshed." When I'd said that, I rose and headed back to the
depression, the tree, and my women, hoping the men really were a peaceful lot.
As I entered the depression, Lana demanded, "Well,
what's their decision?"
"I don't know." I stated flatly.
"You don't know?" Lana was getting angry,
"How can you not know? You've been with them most of the night, and you
claim you don't know!"
"Lana, stop!" She looked wildly down at me,
"Now think for a moment. The things I told them, are so far from normal,
they can't help but be skeptical." I paused for a breath, "Also
remember they've never seen a man in the company of a group of women who wasn't
in trouble! Now, Think about it!"
Lana, "We have been thinking," she hissed back
at me, "and perhaps it is you who needs to remember that we have never
been in the company of a group of men before! Let alone while we're
bound!" Lana glared at me for effect. "You expect us to be calm and
reasonable while we are helplessly hanging here. Totally at your, or their,
disposal? Not only that, but terrified for our lives!"
"And if you weren't bound, the killing would have
already started!" I retorted at her.
"We know, but that doesn't make our fear any less
real."
"But it does help prove to us that what Geof is
saying is true!" It was one of the five men speaking. "We have come
to a decision, and I am here to say what it is."
"Where are your friends?" I asked.
"Three have left for the north to report our
findings. Two of us are staying to join you, and keep watch while they are
gone."
"And who are you to watch," asked Lana,
"The city, or us?"
"Both." His voice was flat, without emotion.
I think the honesty of that answer surprised even the
speaker, but I noticed the pair who were staying left their weapons outside the
depression when they entered, a loud signal of trust.
"How long do we have before they return," It
was Lavern asking, "and how many will they bring with them when they do
return?"
The second man walked up to Lavern and said, "If it
matters, about four to five weeks, if there are no delays along the way, more
if there are." He looked Lavern over carefully then asked me, "What
do I do, to make her mine?"
Lavern blushed deeply, while the fellow inspected her as
if she were a piece of meat hanging in a market place. I grinned up at Lavern,
and then winked at her while I moved next to the tall, blonde man who was
inspecting her sexual organ and ass so closely he could have reached out his tongue
and sent her into orbit!
"I could show you, but it would be more effective if
you'd direct your questions to her, she can tell you what you want to know. If
there's one thing I know for certain about a woman, it's this: A woman is a
person, and needs to be treated like one. If you want to know something about
her, treat her like a person, and ask her."
Lavern leaned her head out over the blond man and said,
"It's true. I can speak for myself." She paused for a moment to let
her words sink in, then went on, "The first rule is gently. Please, just
be gentle, and I doubt you'll go wrong." Her voice was quivering with
fear, and expectation, as she spoke to the man with his face, and hot breath on
her exposed, quivering, pussy.
The blond man reached up to her pussy and touched her
vulva lightly, Lavern moaned, and jumped at his light touch. Her hips started
to swing from her recoil, and maybe even some desire. The blonde man withdrew
his hand, and asked, "Did I hurt you?"
Lavern laughed nervously, then said, "No, but if you
start my engines, and don't finish the job, I'll probably want to hurt
you!" Lavern was being bold to cover her fear.
"What does she mean by that?" the blonde man
asked.
"That's simple," I replied, "If you turn
one of these vixens on, be ready to ride her to the ground, they don't like
being left half done." then to Lavern, "Why don't you help the man
instead of make threats he can't understand?" I had a scolding tone,
"I know what you mean, but he doesn't at all. At least not yet."
I turned as I heard Tony breathe, "Oh, yes!"
the other fellow had taken her well in hand and she was bucking herself on the
ridged fingers he'd inserted into her pleasure palace. The tall blonde watched
his friend for a moment and then understood what was needed. He smiled up at
Lavern as he inserted his fingers into her hungry love canal and they locked
gazes as she went cosmic on his hand. Lavern had taught the blonde not to turn
back once he started. I never saw him retreat from a woman again, and his
darker complicated friend never did back up.
I watched the proceedings for a short time until I
noticed Tina. She was looking at me with those hungry eyes of hers, while her
hips humped the air. I lowered her to the appropriate height, and put my cock
in her. Tina rode me with abandon until she was sated.
The other three, unoccupied women, all watched and
bounced to the rhythm of Tina's, Lavern's, and Toni's orgasms, wishing it were
them we were servicing. Fear really is a very strong aphrodisiac. Lana, Cindy,
and Debbie were dripping with desire, and humping the air by the time the two
other men and I were done with the women we were attending too. It probably
didn't help that all three who were receiving our attention were unrestrained
in their activity, or vocal announcements of arrival.
Such is life!
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