Chapter 5

“Don’t talk to me like that Zeke,” Ox said. “That makes me mad.”

Zeke ignored his brother, but Tara and I saw the look on Ox’s face. He looked a little pissed.

“Well,” Zeke said, “I guess you two kids ain’t gonna be able to eat if you’re tied up over there. Ox, carry them over to the table and untie their hands. Don’t untie anything else though. I ain’t sure they have the manners to accept our hospitality. And just to be sure we understand each other, I think I’ll just get my old six-shooter here to keep me company. He walked over to a shelf and picked up a gun, checked the chambers, and stuck in his belt.

Ox came over to us and untied our hands. When he leaned over Tara, she whispered to him, “Don’t let him be mean to you, Merle. Remember what we talked about.”

When we were positioned at the table, Zeke started serving heaping bowls of the stew. Tara said, “I’m really not hungry. I don’t want any.”

“Now see, that’s just what I was talking about. Your manners ain’t so good. We took you in from that storm, got your wet coats and boots off you, thawed you out in front of this nice fire, and cooked you up a nice meal.” He pulled his gun out and pointed it at her. “Now you be a nice little girl and say you’re sorry to my brother here. He worked hard to make this stew for you.”

Tara looked at Ox and said, “I didn’t mean to offend you, Merle. I’m sure it will be delicious.”

“Merle?” Zeke said. “Ain’t that sweet, Ox? I think little missy here likes you.”

“Well, I like her too, Zeke,” Ox said.

“Oh do you now? That’s so cute. I bet you’ll like her a lot better when you’re gettin’ sloppy seconds from her after I finish fuckin’ her brains out,” Zeke laughed.

He turned and looked at me and his ugly smile disappeared. “Don’t you get no dumb ideas, kid. Me and my brother are gonna have a lot of fun with this little sweetie over here, and you ain’t gonna do nuthin’ to stop it. If you’re a good boy, though, I’ll let you watch. I bet she looks real nice when she’s taking a real man’s cock in her.”

The gun waving in my face did a good job of convincing me that it was in my best interests to be quiet. I noticed that Ox was looking very upset with the things his brother was saying.

“OK,” Zeke said. “Eat up. Ox, you and me are gonna need some energy so we can fuck her all night, and little blondie here is gonna need some good grub in her to have the strength to cum as much as she will getting’ screwed by two real men. You, too, kid, fill that belly of yours. We aim to please our guests.”