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I'm thinking, as we head down the highway, that I can almost feel sorry for what ever cunt we got a hold of. By myself, I can cause a woman "whole lot of hurtin", and here I was with four other guys, just as crazy as me.....
Taz's van had been "outfitted" in what appeared to be what "hippies" and/or high school punks might have called a "love van". . A thick layer of dirt, mud and other road crud coated the outside of the van, making the color uncertain, as almost effectively hiding the numerous rust patches, dents, dings, and years of abuse. It was a beat-up, quite worn-out old machine, but it apparently served Taz's purpose, and that was all that was important.
Taz had removed the original side windows, and put in their place solid wood panels. The only view out was thu the two shaded vents on the back doors and heavily tinted driver and passenger windows in the front.
Inside the van, had Taz had the back seats removed in order to make room for a worn-out old mattress that that must have come from somebody's garbage. Laying about in the back were various lengths of rope, hand-cuffs, ski masks, dildos, etc.....
Taz and I sat in the front seats, Carl, Maddog, and the Retard made do in the back on the mattress. Finally, Tax pulled into the dimly lit parking lot of a roadside diner. Taz shifted the van into park and turned off the engine. Carl and Maddog immediately stood up and stretched their legs as much as they could in the cramped interior. It felt like we had been driving for hours, though when I glanced at my watch,I realized it had only been 45 minutes. I guess I was a bit nervous at having to trust three dudes I hardly knew.
Taz's plan had been to look for a woman traveling alone, and force her into the van, tie her up, drive into the woods and have ourselves a good time. And Taz's Plan worked like a charm!
In a very short time, we had a victim, a young woman around 25. She looked like a teenager, she was so small, and had just itty-bitty tiities.... Pretty brown shoulder length hair, hazel eyes, caramel colored skin.....must been part nigger or spic I imagine.
Anyway, we got her easy enough, and drove out into the woods. Before startling in on her, Taz took us out for some final instructions. Like me, Taz really don't get a lot of pleasure in beating on women. And he wanted to make sure we understood that he wanted the bitch to survive the festivities, if at all possible.
"I ain't no murderer", Maddog agreed. We all climbed back into to the back of the van and knelt around our pretty little captive, who now lay limp before us , her hands bound firmly behind her back and an elaborate gag tied tightly across her mouth. I gently patted the girl's face, bringing her back to fuzzy consciousness.