"No. I saw the trick. One acts like a guard and the other acts like a prisoner until they get inside the fort and then they kill everyone."
"Ohhhhhhh" said the leader as recognition spread across his face. "Pretty tricky," he said as he turned back to Katherine. "Take them to the cave."
"Wait!" protested Katherine. "You can't do this. This is kidnapping!"
"Nah," responded one of the younger boys. "This is just commando training."
"Why does this one have a tail?" asked the youngest boy. "Oh my gosh!!! It's stuck in her butt!!" That halted the procession and all of the boys gathered around Laura.
"You never told us why she's naked," said the leader. "And why does she have a tail?"
"She's naked because I like her that way," replied Katherine. "And she has a tail because I think she would be a beautiful pony."
The leader shook his head and then the other boys shook their heads too, not believing the story again. The girls were prodded and started walking once again toward wherever the boys were taking them.
"Wait!" exclaimed one of the boys, causing the procession to stop. "Are you two lesbos or something?"
"Don't be gross," spat Katherine. "We are nothing of the kind."
"I am married if that makes you feel better," offered Laura.
"Well, that's good," replied the boy. "Commandos don't like lesbos."
"Rope ‘em and take them to the cave," the leader repeated. Each girl had a rope tied loosely around her neck and then they were led off across the field by the miniature warriors. Laura was neither in the mood nor position to struggle. She followed behind obediently. Katherine kept struggling and fell twice due to her wild antics. The boys merely helped her to her feet and continued their journey.
It only took about five minutes to reach their destination. The cave was more of an overhang with sides. It was like a huge box with one side open. Laura saw that it had been used by the boys earlier. A couple of backpacks lay in one corner and candy wrappers were strewn about.
"Tie them to the posts until we get a chance to interrogate them." The posts were actually vines that seemed to be rooted in the floor of the cave and then grew upward, along the ceiling of the cave, and then out into the sunlight. There were three of them and each was as big around as Laura's thighs. Laura was backed up to one of the vines. A rope was wrapped around her waist to secure her to it and then her elbows were released only to have her arms pulled behind the vine and her wrists retied. At least the strain was off of her shoulders. Now if they would only remove that infernal plug.
"This one's awfully pretty," said one of her captors. Laura just shook her head in disbelief.
They gathered around Katherine who was still struggling. "We can either do this the easy way or the hard way," said one of the boys who had heard that line in some movie or television show.
"Let me go!" shrieked Katherine and she started jerking on her bindings again.
"I think we should strip her first," said a boy.
"Yeah, I heard they always do that before they interrogate someone," agreed another boy.
"Don't you dare!" warned Katherine as she glared at the boys. "Don't even think about it!"
They backed her up to the vine and wrapped rope around her waist, securing her tightly to it. Two of the boys crouched down and slid her shorts and panties down despite Katherine's protests and her pressing her legs together to make it hard for them. But they got them off and then took off her shoes, leaving her naked but for her running bra.
"Better take off the other one's shoes too so she doesn't try to run away." One of the boys returned to Laura and quickly took off the only articles of clothing she had worn all day, leaving her completely naked.
They had trouble with Katherine's top. They released her arms now that she was securely tied to the vine and she started flailing them wildly. Two of the boys finally grabbed her wrists while a third pushed the top up. They couldn't get it above her shoulders, though. Her breasts were exposed but the top couldn't be raised any further because Katherine was struggling so hard.
"Here, I'll cut it off," said a boy who fished around in his pocket and then produced a knife. Katherine looked at it in horror and realized they were serious. She would have nothing to wear once they got free if her top was cut.
"No wait! You can take it off." She stopped struggling and they quickly pulled it up and over her head, leaving her as completely naked as Laura. They gathered her wrists and then tied them behind the vine.
"This one's awfully pretty too," observed the same boy.
"Okay. What do we do now?" asked one of the boys. All of them looked at one another with confused expressions.
"Beats me," said one of the captors.
"We could torture them?" said another one as almost a question. "Maybe we could get them to talk."
"I think we play with them," said another. "They've got great knockers."
"Knockers?" uttered the smallest one of the gang. "Play with them?"
"Yeah. Knockers. You know. Hooters, boobies, titties." He grabbed one of Katherine's breasts and squeezed for emphasis.
"Oh," blushed the small one.
Laura was starting to get worried. It was obvious that these boys were too young to be around two grown females. Laura didn't want to have anything to do with the corrupting of young minds. But she also wasn't in any kind of position to make demands.
Plus, she remembered the time that they had encountered two other teenagers on a run. They had been older than this bunch but not old enough. And Katherine had volunteered her to give them blowjobs in exchange for them keeping their meeting secret. She hoped that Katherine didn't get any bright ideas like that today.
At least Katherine had settled down and wasn't likely to anger or provoke the boys. It seemed that being naked and bound had taken the fight out of her mistress. She knew from experience how vulnerable it makes you feel and wondered if that was going through Katherine's mind now.
The boy who had been admiring the two pairs of breasts wandered back over to Laura. He reached out and touched one of the full breasts. "You really are very pretty."
Laura thought about snarling at him but decided to reason with him instead. "You really should let us go. What you and your friends are doing is illegal, you know."
He seemed to enjoy the touch so much that he placed his hand flat over the delicious breast and squeezed. "Awww, we aren't going to keep you. We're just playing a game."
"Yes, I know," she responded as she glanced down and saw him holding her breast. "But we weren't part of the game."
"What kind of game were you playing?" Now each hand claimed a breast and he jiggled them, enjoying his first touch of a woman.
"Game? We weren't playing a game. We were just running."
The boy became fascinated with Laura's nipples and he ran his fingers around them, causing them to stiffen. Then he gripped them lightly and tugged and twisted on them. "Then why were you naked? And why do you have a tail?" He stretched one and then the other nipple away from her body.
"Oh," she blushed. How would she explain that? I'm a slave? I'm an exhibitionist? I lost my clothes in a bet? "Well, I suppose it was a game, after all. But it was a different game."
"Well, I want to play your game. I love these boobies."
Laura rolled her eyes. It was clear that reasoning would be difficult. She glanced across the cave to see how Katherine was making out. Things did not look good at all. Two boys were at her breasts, squeezing them and biting them and sucking on the sensitive nipples. The older boy must have read a book or seen a movie with sex in it. He had a finger pushed inside of her and was sawing it slowly in and out. "This could be a very long afternoon," thought Laura.