Fifteen minutes later he stopped the van, got out, then opened the side door and got us out. One at a time he shuffled us out and leaned us up against the van. When he was done we were three across and three deep. I was in the center. It was pretty uncomfortable, my breasts were pressed against Trish in front of me, and she had her hands stuck in my crotch. Likewise Mildred was pressing me, and I had my hands in her crotch. Miss McLaughlin was by herself pressed up against the passenger door; there was a duffel bag next to her.
As best I could tell, we weren't by the lake, anymore, but we might have been in Kansas. We were in the middle of a large field, and there were no boys in sight.
One by one, he was checking our bondage again. He pulled down the gags, and added what felt like a dog's choke chain to our necks. "Ladies, I lied to the boys." he said, "You're heading for a different destiny." He used the choke chain to tie use together by threes, and he removed the belts from our legs -- those went in the duffel.
"That will make you comfortable for the next leg of our journey. Hop back in." he said, and we shuffled back in. Miss McLaughlin got in last. Now we could at least talk and move around a bit, but it was still crowded.
A different destiny, next leg of the journey? What did he mean? Who was this man? What did Miss McLaughlin know?
Miss McLaughlin was dressed in her short tennis dress. She looked like she was tied up tighter than we were, there were ropes around her elbows, and a loop from that rope circled her neck. She wasn't real talkative, she wasn't sharing with the rest of us. Why?
The van got underway again. "Girls, we'll stop again in about an hour." the man said, "You may want to get some sleep." I didn't think I did, but I did. So did Lorry and Alma whom I was tied by the neck to. The three of us found a way to lie down side by side, I closed my eyes, but I didn't sleep.
We drove a long time, I finally slept for a moment, then we were stopped. The man got us out. The van was in the center of big room, like a gymnasium. It was dark, except for two kerosene lanterns -- one near the van, and one near a door. . As I woke up I realized I had to go... ours was the first group out. The man was taking off the ropes on my wrists! Soon all three of us were free -- except for the choke chain.
The man gave each of us a plastic garbage bag. "That's a bathroom over there." I suggest you use it. But before you go I'd like you to strip. Take off all your clothes, rings, whatever, and put it in your bag.
"Also, please hurry, I'll only let three of you over there at a time, and I'm sure some of you have to go really badly." he said.
I knew I did. I didn't give it a second thought. I was kidnapped, really kidnapped. I knew it now, and I was ready to cooperate in any way. My clothes were off and I was on my way.
Alma was right behind me, but Lorry wasn't. She said, "No." and started backing off. The man was fast, he had her by the hair before the "o" in "No" was finished. He got behind her, wrapped some rope around her wrists and tied them to her waist. He fastened her choke chain to the van mirror, and got out another girl to take her place. In less than a minute, it was as if nothing had happened, except that Lorry was now standing by herself, leashed to the van, arms tied in front.
The next girl had to go, so she was moving out her clothes. I didn't wait to see what else happened, Mother Nature wanted me inside and relieving myself without delay. It was dark inside, but I could feel my way to all that I needed, and pretty soon I was ready to leave again. I thought about trying to sneak out, but then I thought of those other girls who were feeling like I just was. I came out and hurried back.
The man tied my hands behind me again, then released another girl.
"Who needs to go the worst, get up front here, he said. The girls started sorting out. Alma came back, the man tied her arms behind her, and we were chokechained together again. We stood there wearing only ropes. I was shivering a little.
The man threw our clothes in the van, but he didn't tell us to get back in. Before long, there were six of us naked, and three clothed. The man turned to Miss McLaughlin and simply raised his eyebrows, she said, "Yes." and he took off her ropes, and then he took off her clothes, too. He was fast, she was very graceful about loosing her clothes and stately as she walked over.
The man looked at the three holdouts. "Ladies, everyone leaves here naked." The three looked at each other, Anne Marie gave in and walked over. The man untied her and stripped her as he had Miss Mc Laughlin. She ran off to the rest room.
Lorry was still stubborn, and so was Jill. The man sighed, "Turn around." he said. He walked over and gagged and blindfolded them. Lorry was starting to struggle but he put a quick stop to it by grabbing her hair again. Then he whispered to them. I couldn't hear the words, but the tone was icy and matter of fact. They stopped struggling. He stripped Lorry, then Jill, then escorted them with their blindfolds on to the room. He took them in, then came out.
We waited, they finally came out, blindfolds still on. The man spread-eagled them against the wall, and tied their hands behind them high up between their shoulder blades. He chokechained them together, and removed the blindfolds. They walked back with him.
"Back in, ladies." he said, and one by one we got back in and made ourselves as comfortable as we could, now we were all pressing flesh against flesh. Before he shut the door, the old man looked us over and smiled once again. I saw more of him now. He was older, middle aged, a little stocky, but there wasn't anything really distinctive about him. There was nothing about the way he looked that said, "Hello, I'm Freddy Kruger's cousin." or anything, but here he was doing something really weird. We sure must have been a sight, and he was certainly enjoying it.
I fell asleep on the next leg, more than once. It was restless sleep. The jiggling, the bodies, the naked flesh, the smell, my arms always behind me. It was all strange.