Brett was camping within the national forest for a two week program putting into training his bush skills for his endurance exam. He had been in the forest for three days when he came across a clearing that was not mapped. He stayed on the outside of the clearing looking at the nice grass area with only one track inward. He continues looking around and foraging for food. He did find a water course around fifty meters away.

As he sat near the waterway but still hidden, he heard the sound of some motorbikes. Not trail bikes but heavy duty bikes. He stayed still awaiting for the sound to disappear. It did not but got closer, finally coming to a rest in what he believed was the clearing. Packing up quietly he moved to an advantage point to watch the clearing. He took out his camera to record activity and he got, activity.

Four bikers parked their bikes just off the trail road in and moved the fifth, a trike into the clearing. They removed the top and pulled out this girl who was in a cloth roll. They untied the roll and a beauty of a girl appeared. Brett turned on his camera to film. She looked angry and swore at the bikers, screaming “You will pay for this.”
The largest guy laughed saying, “Yes bitch, who, your stepdad who got us to kidnap you so you don’t go to the Will reading. Men this bitch is untouchable until Friday afternoon when I should get the message to either return unharmed or dispose?”

One of the younger guys asked “Can we use her before we dispose of her?”
He replied “Yes on Friday, hopefully she will pull the train and then we can drop her off at the sty to dispose of the carcass. The guys yelled in pleasure. The youngest boy carried her to a large tree and tied her by rope securely. She spat on him, he back handed her.

The older man yelled “Untouched idiot.” He got an oily rag and tied it to her mouth. She screamed but it was muffled.

The girl was around 19-20 years old, around 170cm with a nice attractive figure. Dressed in shorts, joggers and tee-shirt, her light brown hair was a mess from her treatment. Her skin would soon blister with it fair complexion if the sun struck her. She sat down by the tree trunk and cried. Brett looked in anger but being alone he could do nothing.

Out of the trailer the guys took out a portable BBQ and two eskies full of beer. They cooked some steaks and drank the beer. Brett knew he was in for a long afternoon. They did not give the girl anything, not even any water. They used the bushes near their bikes for a toilet, not caring of any mess they made. After three hours they restocked the eskies with beer and threw the boxes away. Brett watched and spot recorded their actions, if any of the bikies moved towards the girl he recorded their actions and hopefully words. The youngest guy pissed on her yelling “Have a drink bitch, it all your going to get.”

They carried on until 11pm when the last one fell asleep drunk. Brett moved quietly around the site and noticed five bags of strong cable ties. These he grabbed. He moved towards the girl and put his hand over her mouth, She awoke with a start. Brett put his finger to his lips. She quieten down and looked pleading into his eyes. He whispered “Pretend your sleeping, I remove your gag and get your breath back while I tie up these bastards. Don’t make a sound. Please.” She nodded in reply.

Removing her gag, he slipped back to the bikers and cable tied their feet together and to each other. Then moved to their hands doing the same, cable tie around arm then joined together. Within ten minutes he finished. Grabbing one of the empty beer boxes he stripped them of all wallets, phones, jewellery, keys, knives, basically anything loose on their body or in their pockets.

Leaving them tied, he did tie, where possible, them to the trike inside the circle. Moving back to the girl he untied her and slowly walked to one of the bikes with the beer box. He took out a key and inserted into the bike, very lucky it fitted and turned on. Taking off the brake they walked along the trail pushing the bike.

She asked quietly “Why not ride?”
Brett replied “Too close to them, the noise could awaken them. We should be OK over the next ridge. I’m Brett.”

She replied “Jenny.” They continued on in silence for the next fifteen minutes. Once over the ridge they mounted the Honda Goldwing touring bike and rode away fast. He did forget to get some helmets. Jenny held onto Brett not knowing if she was either better or worse off. They hit the quiet open road and Brett rode fast to his family holiday home about 30 minutes away. In all of that time they did not encounter any traffic. At home he moved the bike into the barn. He poured the contents of the beer box on a table and removed all of the mobile phone batteries. Jenny looked in surprise.

He took Jenny into the house and bathroom, He stripped her of her dirty clothes and stripping himself they showered together. He rinsed her clothes in the shower ready for the washing machine. She had dirtied them as they left her alone. He made no sexual approach on her. Drying themselves he gave Jenny a shower coat to wear. He walked into his bedroom and put on some shorts and tee-shirt. He came back to the bathroom and gave Jenny a tee-shirt and track-pants to put on. He smiled as he bent down and rolled up the legs.

Holding her hand he pulled her towards the kitchen. He gave her a glass of milk saying “Drink slowly” He continued to make some toast with jam. He offered her three pieces whilst he ate one. She slowly ate looking at him. “As I said, I am Brett. I was doing a survival course when I encountered you. You are safe here with me. I promise not to try anything on you. What I am worried about is what that large bikkie said about you and your stepfather? He apparently did not want you to go to a Will reading or something on Friday?”