"Tired, eh? I'll give you somethin' to be tired about!" Matt threatened.

He was calling out to someone in the cabin. In a moment Kathy heard a door open and footsteps approaching her. In a moment she smelled a foul breath and turned. A man with a gaunt face and two blazing eyes was peering down at her, his smile revealing a crooked row of yellowed teeth, stained by tobacco. He had to be one of the foulest men she had ever seen in her life. And he was there, staring at her naked body, thinking God only knows what! She could have died of shame!

"Got a lively one there, Matt. Little younger than the counselors from the camp. But bet she can perform like a firecracker when you get 'er goin'," he said with a heavy Texas drawl.

"Gonna find out, Sid."

Kathy felt the tape tearing from her wrists. At first she felt a wash of relief. She was free, free for the first time in an hour! Then the thought occurred to her that they had released her only so they could enjoy her more fully. The man called Sid picked her up by the shoulders and jerked her to her feet, showing surprising strength for a man who looked lanky to the point of emaciation.

"Bet you're gonna be a mighty fine fuck." The handkerchief had compressed enough in her mouth for Kathy to grunt out some words. She shrank away from the lanky man, watching warily as Matt stood spread-legged in front of her. It was a terrible, menacing situation. Slowly she covered her tits and cunt with her arms and hands, hoping against hope someone would find them and stop the madness before it started.

Then she saw Matt pull a long knife from a brown leather holder fastened to his belt, and her heart sank. All sorts of terrifying thoughts shot through the teen's mind as she backed away from the men, shaking her head slowly from side to side and finding her heart beating against her ribcage. Reaching up, she tore the tape from her mouth, spitting out the foul-tasting gag and looking wildly about for some escape path. There was none. Matt had planned carefully for this.