Chapter 6

When the evening came, I had finally moved all my meager belongings to the quarters Ruth and Amy were occupying. During the evening meal, I could see all the men chuckling when they watched Ruth circling me - while I tried to look totally oblivious about the whole thing. When it was time to clean the tables, Matthew came to me carrying something.

“John, I heard that you lost the charger of your MP3-player. I hope this one fits since you certainly will earn some peaceful moments in the back yard.”

“Thank you, Matthew! Thank you!”

I could hear the men chuckling at my enthusiasm. I smiled happily because this gave me the excuse to continue sending messages to my team. They smiled and laughed since they were sure that I had no idea what would be waiting for me tonight.

It turned out that Amy volunteered to clean the dining room and the kitchen so that Ruth could make sure that all my stuff would find a suitable place. Like that couldn’t be done in two minutes.

As soon as Ruth had me inside the apartment she shared with Amy, she wasted no time. She didn’t waste any words, either, but just pushed me through the bedroom door. Now I had a serious dilemma: Should I continue playing my role as a clueless young man and succumb to her, or should I try to turn the tables and take a more active role. The problem was that, according to my cover, I should take the passive role, I should submit to Ruth. The problem was that I wasn’t at all like that. During my wild time in the beginning of college one of my wilder girlfriends had managed to talk me into being her slave for one night. I learned that it wasn’t for me, and I wasn’t at all sure that I could play that kind of role. Hell, while planning this operation, I couldn’t even imagine a situation like this. Noelle and Twila would spend a week rolling on the floor and laughing once they’d hear about this.

Now, when Ruth tried to simultaneously take off her own and my clothes. I just gently stopped her.

“No, Ms. Blevins. A man should always take care of his lover.”

She didn’t protest when I took the initiative. To tell the truth. she was not the type of woman I would have normally been interested in. but since I had not had sex for weeks and hadn’t even masturbated for ages. I was hard as a rock from the moment I started undressing her. When I had her fully undressed and sitting on the bed. I noticed that her body looked somewhat better than I had expected. Okay, she was a bit plump and her pussy was quite hairy for my taste. But I was sure that my dick could smell her arousal as it tried to force its way out of my jeans.

I could feel Ruth’s eyes on me when I undressed myself. and I could almost feel her gaze when I dropped my boxers. Once that happened. she lay down and opened her legs even wider. Even an idiot could have guessed what she expected to happen. However, instead of immediately mounting her, I pulled her closer and positioned my head between her legs and started on my mission.

She was all jelly when I finally mounted her. Once I started, I didn’t last that long but I’m quite sure that she didn’t really notice. Or she really did notice, when I started emptying my balls into her, since I just kept on coming and coming. Her eyes opened wide and just when I could feel the final spurts coming out I could feel her pussy squeezing my still-hard cock. Then her eyes just rolled and she became all limp under me. Suddenly, I worried if I had pushed too far. I had only planned to express my superiority while having sex - not to make her pass out. I carefully withdrew from her and started thinking of my next move, but all the things that had happened were probably a bit too much, and I fell asleep.

I woke up when I felt the bed move. I was sure I looked a bit startled when I noticed naked Amy crawling into the bed with me and Ruth. She looked a bit uncertain when she saw that I was awake, but I made sure that I gave her my goofy smile when she settled on the bed next to me. At some point, Ruth had moved to the side, and now I was occupying the wet spot in the middle of the bed. Ruth was snoring quite loudly next to me, while Amy settled on my other side. Only then, I realized that this was the only bedroom in their apartment - and the bed was king sized. With three pillows. I had also forgotten that the bedroom door had been left open.

Being Ruth’s niece, Amy shared some physical characteristics with her. Her breasts were smallish, hips a bit wide, and her face not something you’d enter a beauty contest with. No, she was not ugly, just homely and she certainly had not seen a real hair-dresser. However, I just smiled my goofy smile at Amy when she settled next to me. During all my time here, I had barely talked with her, but what I now saw in the dim light of the bedroom surprised me a bit - and bothered a whole lot more. I had no idea about Amy’s age and I didn’t even know the age of consent in this state.

From the look in her eyes, I had the idea that she had seen at least part of my union with Ruth. During my time in high school and college, I had seen that look often enough. Now I’d like to say that back then, I never took advantage of any girl, but the only thing I can say to my advantage is that I tried to make them feel good, or rather, very good. So, I knew how a horny woman - or girl - looked. Ruth had been an older woman and she had made it clear what she wanted, but I had no idea what I should do with Amy.

“Can you make me feel that good, too, John? Please?”

The good guy inside my head was shouting his objections, but someone down there only remembered that he had been able to shoot only once - and the break before that had been weeks. On the other hand, I rationalized that starting to moralize at this point might not fit the role I was playing here well. I was supposed to be a horny young man who had been seduced and taught by an older woman - who had taught me that a man should please his partner and maybe take an active role while doing it. No complications there.

Instead of answering, I moved, and once my head was between her legs, I started my oral assault. What I found out was that she was no virgin, but it was quite obvious that she had not been really orally serviced before. When I was finished, I was rock hard again and when her eyes opened again her eyes focused on my hard-on. I was not thinking clearly myself and without any more thinking I turned to her.

“Would you like to be on the top, Amy? Like, riding me?”

Her eyes became big, and she actually let out a small giggle when we moved beside snoring Ruth, and after a few trials she managed to climb on the top of me. It was quite clear that she was not very experienced in doing this, and I almost felt guilty. Almost. She might not be a beauty, but I have to admit that it felt damned good when she slowly lowered herself on my cock. When I finally filled her, I let her body collapse over me before rolling her to my side. Once I heard her to start snoring, I tried to think my next move in this mission. If I had a thought, I escaped me, since I fell asleep myself within minutes.

I woke up feeling really comfortable and refreshed - alone in a strange bed. Suddenly I was very, very awake - and very worried. Then I heard some whispering women’s voices coming from the combined kitchen - living room area. The next thing I noticed was that all my clothes were missing and I got even more worried. The problem was that I really needed to visit the bathroom. So, I stood up and carefully started to open the bedroom door that had been almost fully closed. As soon as I carefully opened the door and took a look towards the kitchen...

“John!”

Before I could really react, Ruth was all over me with her hand firmly holding my half-hard cock.

“Ms. Blevins, I really need to pee.”

“Ruth. Please call me Ruth.”

“Ruth, I need to pee really bad, please.”

“Amy told me that you have been a very, very bad boy.”

While saying that, she also squeezed me a bit tighter which in turn caused my dick to harden a bit more. That combined with the tremendous pressure caused by my bladder was just too much. I took hold of Ruth and opened her robe, while I pushed her to the bedroom and back to the bed. This time there was no foreplay, but she opened her robe and spread her legs while falling on her back on the bed. My problem was that I had no time at all to plan my actions and I had to do something - now. Then I reminded myself that Ruth saw me as a horny young man - a bit of a simple one, perhaps, but as someone ‘given’ to her. I grunted when I entered her.

She came twice before I shot my load inside her - and as soon as I started to become soft I had to run. Peeing almost hurt because of the head of my dick was still a bit tender after that furious sex. I made sure that I looked a bit insecure on my way back from the toilet. I could feel Amy’s eyes on me when I walked back to the bedroom where Ruth was sitting on the side of the bed.

“Ms. Blevins...”

“Ruth.”

“Ruth, I’m sorry. A man should never force his way on a woman. I’m not sure what came over me.”

I knew that I was laying it a bit thick here, since I was sure that, in her clumsy way, Ruth had tried to seduce me. But a simple guy with only one relationship under his belt, I was not supposed to know that. She took my hand in hers and tried to give me a reassuring smile.

“John, I’m sorry. I should have remembered that you are still a young man. Please, let me assure you that you didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to do - and I’m sure that Amy doesn’t have any complaints, either.”

When she said that, I looked up from my lap and looked at blushing Amy, who had followed me to the bedroom. She shook her head a bit when our eyes met. Shit, I knew that look. I really needed to finish this mission ... yesterday. However, our morning activities meant that I had to hurry and help Ruth and Amy get everything ready for the breakfast. At least I didn’t need to fully fake that silly grin on my face during the breakfast, which in turn brought out some raunchy comments out from some of the men.

My changed status inside the Group also meant that I could now move freely inside the ranch. The doors that were locked remained locked from me, but with this newfound freedom I was able to confirm some of my fears. This place was not really a ranch - it was a fortress - and a trap. All the time, I made sure that I looked stupid enough while I gave thought to all the new things I saw while doing my new duties as messenger, all-around helper or whatever. Somewhere inside, I could feel the shivers going down my spine and my intellectual mind just wanted to run away as fast as I could. Not only could the men be armed to the teeth if they wanted, but the whole place was filled with explosives. I knew that there had been some speculation about Matthew’s mental stability, but I was sure there was absolutely no doubt about it. With his hatred towards all government officials, he seemed to have gone totally insane. If someone challenged this ranch, the attacker’s joy would probably be quite short-lived since there was enough C-4 to blow this whole ranch into the next county. I was sure that I should not have seen the contents of that particular cabinet, but I made sure that I didn’t behave any differently. Without doubt, it was Matthew himself who carried that wireless remote detonator. I was not really surprised to see two similar cabinets, one more in the main building and the other in the storage room next to the kitchen.

A week later, I was sure that I had fucked up this mission. The whole idea had been to capture the lost girl without any extra hassle, and run. Well, I was sure that I still could do that but not without getting the Feds involved, since I was sure there were some other missing underage girls ‘visiting’ this ranch. The small problem with the Feds was their inability to keep the name of the girl’s family out of the headlines. I had promised to do that, and our payout depended on it. But that was the small problem. The big problem was that I didn’t know how prevent the massacre when the Feds finally decided to make their entrance. I could guess that the reason they hadn’t done that yet was that they had managed to confirm some of the things I had warned them about. Somehow, it didn’t make me feel any better.

Another minor issue was that Matthew had performed a short ceremony between Amy and me, and according to ‘the Ranch law’, and ‘in front of the God and his church’ we were now married. Yeah, right. Being a dumb country boy, I was not supposed to understand that all this happened because Amy didn’t start her period in sync with her aunt Ruth as she should have. Since the other men were not that much interested in Ruth and Amy, this was a perfect solution for them - while poor Amy was in heaven since now she had a clueless daddy to her baby. That was related to another minor issue: In a way, I was running out of time. The lost girl - Louise - was not yet pregnant, but according to what I heard, Matthew planned to change that during their next ‘fertility fest’ that would start after a week.

That ‘fertility fest’ was part of the cult Matthew had created. Since I was not part of his inner circle, I was not supposed to know about it, but I had figured out most of it from the bits and pieces I had heard while doing my bellboy-janitor -duties. Maybe getting Louise out of here without a bun in the oven would make her parents more responsive to an otherwise failed recovery. Maybe.

I had all these things circling inside my head when I put my earplugs on and connected them to my mp3 player. All the men were already used to me having a break every now and then while listening to my country goddess. I had made it a habit to transfer all the info to the outside watchers. I had already decided that something would need to happen within a week. I had just repeating my message when I heard a girl’s voice.

“There is no music with such rhythm. Certainly no country music.”

My eyes - that had been partly closed when I had concentrated in sending my message - were suddenly wide open. I also opened my mouth slightly and did my best to look like the stupid boy I was supposed to be. She was probably the youngest girl I had seen here, probably only thirteen or fourteen years old - and she was carrying a baby who couldn’t be older than a few weeks. I blinked a few times while turning to her.

“But that is how I hear it, Miss...”

She had long reddish hair that circled her oval face, but what really bothered me were those green eyes that seemed to look right through me.

“Bullshit. I’m sure that you are not at all as stupid as you try to look. I’ve been following you for some time, and I’ve noticed that that you watch your surroundings very closely when you think nobody is looking. The other men just laugh at you and they think you are some idiot.”

“Why are they laughing to me? Did I do something stupid?”

This time she just rolled her eyes the way only a teenager can.

“Oh please. I don’t know who you are but when you go, I want to leave with you.”

I decided to try one more time.

“But I can’t leave. Matthew told me that the officers are looking for me.”

Now she looked like she was ready to stomp her feet on the ground, hard. But the most interesting part was the way her eyes flashed when I mentioned Matthew. She opened her mouth like she was about to challenge me, but she remained silent and kept her gaze in my eyes.

“Miss, what makes you think that I’m something else than a stupid boy from a little town?”

To tell the truth, I was now more than slightly worried about blowing my cover.

“There is no such beat in any music that I know that you have been playing with your hands. And if you listen to country, like the men say, the time signature should be very simple.”

“What do you know about such things? Or how can you know?”

“Easy, I’ve played piano and several other instruments for years, I’d probably still be playing, except...”

Suddenly she lost all the bravery and she started to look like what she most likely was - a lost, young girl holding a young baby against her small chest. I made a quick check of our surroundings and once I was sure that nobody was watching us, I stood up and guided her to the bench I had been occupying more or less regularly. I could feel her shaking, but I didn’t consider it safe to keep on holding her. I just gave her a brief, reassuring hug before sitting at the other end of that bench. Only this time, I did not concentrate on sending my message, but watching our surroundings, since I didn’t want anyone to surprise us there.

“Maybe I should just walk through the tunnel to the old mine with Zachery and join my parents. That’d serve him right.”

The total nothingness in her voice almost prevented me from understanding the meaning of her words. A tunnel to the mine! I vaguely remembered the old mine from the maps I had studied while doing the reconnaissance work for this mission. However, something in her voice told me that there was a much more than a mere possibility that she’d do something drastic. Much more.