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 Buried Treasure

   by Ozmanga

   Chapter 5

   The following day dawned bright and clear.  Before breakfast Max freed
Toni from the tree he had been chained to throughout the night.  A length
of chain led from the tree to a loop of chain wrapped around the young
man's neck.  He had just enough scope to allow him to lie down in his
sleeping bag.  Max said during the day a chain hobble joining his ankles
would be enough to ensure he could work but couldn't run.

   Mirabelle had slept between bouts of being used for rough sex chained to
April.  The accountant seemed to take spiteful pleasure in the plight of
the young woman.  Perhaps it was just relief she was no longer at the
bottom of the pecking order.  At her master's command she held Mirabelle's
legs in bizarre positions while Skull raped the teenager time and again. 
She pinched and squeezed the woman's young flesh.  To satisfy Skull's fancy
she used the dildo on Mirabelle while the younger woman employed her lips
and tongue to bring April to a climax as Skull mercilessly ravaged the
blonde's ass.  Skull declared Mirabelle was now part of his harem and he
gave her the name of "Little Tart".

   Carmen and Max had slept in the Ford.  Carmen had taken the opportunity
to ask what Max intended to do once the money had been recovered.  She was
still worried that Skull would kill the three captives.  She didn't trust
him and disbelieved his earlier agreement that killing was not an option.
Max reassured her that Skull, who had been jailed for a series of
aggravated rapes, was nevertheless no killer.  According to Max once they
had split the loot the captives would be freed.

   Work started straight after breakfast.  The three unfortunate captives
labored naked supervised by Carmen armed with Toni's .22.  She stuck the
riding crop stuck through the belt of her jeans and hoped that April would
give her the opportunity to use it.  The laborers were soon covered with
dirt as they dragged loose rocks and soil from the tunnel on makeshift
sledges.  The damage done to the excavation by the rain was quickly
repaired and, with the generator providing light and power, the diggers
pushed forward quickly.  Lunchtime passed without Snake fucking any of the
captives.  He was tired from his night-time exertions and eager to finish
the job.  In fact by nightfall they had still not reached the van.  The
diggers had found a huge boulder in their direct path and had been forced
to excavate around the obstacle.  They were all exhausted from hauling rock
and soil or working in the tunnel digging or shoring up the sides.

   While the workers cleaned up in the pool beneath the waterfall Carmen
washed, changed into a clean summer dress and cooked dinner.  She had
raided Toni and Mirabelle's Toyota and found the young people had come well
prepared for a long stay in the mountains.  The meal that night was leg of
lamb roast in a camp-oven with a variety of vegetables and fresh fruit to
follow.  They all sat around the table on makeshift stools and benches. 
The prisoners were under strict orders from Skull not to speak unless
spoken to.  A couple of bottles of wine Carmen had bought helped the food
to go down and the treasure hunters to relax.  A shot or two of Grandad's
moonshine loosened inhibitions further.

   Max, Skull and Carmen sat at the table while their naked captives
cleared away the meal and, in silence, washed up the dishes and pans in the
makeshift sink.

   Skull finished his rot-gut.  "Look at that," he said in a loud voice,
waving at the group bending over the washing up.  "Three fucking ass-holes
to choose from.  Three shapely butts.  Which one would you pick, Max?"

   "Leave it be," said Max.  "Don't you think of anything but sex?"

   Skull leered at Carmen.  "How about you, gorgeous?  Who would you like
to see getting the golden rivet?  I know you like to watch."

   Carmen shook her head and said nothing.

   "You ever seen a man fucked?"

   Carmen shook her head.

   "Max has, haven't you ol' buddy?  Didn't join in himself but there was
this blonde kid in the can.  Assigned to our cell due to overcrowding.  I
overcrowded the little catamite.  You remember that, Max?"

   "Yes, I remember.  Just leave it, Skull."

   "Hey, Toni," Skull called out ignoring Max's mild prohibition.  "Have
you ever been buggered?"

   Toni didn't reply.

   "I asked you a fucking question, asshole," growled the tattooed man.

   Toni shook his head.  Skull got up from the chair and crossed the cabin
in four quick strides.  He grabbed Toni by the neck and dragged the
slighter, younger, man over to the mattress and, despite Toni's desperate
resistance, brutally forced the young squatter to his knees.  Skull held
Toni's hands behind his back.  The naked youth fought back silently but
fiercely making it difficult for Skull to finish what he had started.

   "Fuck-Toy, bring those chain cuffs over here," panted Skull.  "Put them
on his wrists while I hold the bastard."

   April hurried to obey Skull's order.  She looked at Carmen and Max as
though she expected them to intervene.  Carmen shook her head.  Max
shrugged.  April sneered.

   Mirabelle shrieked, "No!"

   As April reached for the makeshift cuffs Mirabelle ran, screaming, at
Skull with a knife grabbed from the washing up.

   Max caught the naked girl around the waist and disarmed her before she
reached her target.  Mirabelle squealed and fought but Max held her tightly
on his lap.  As the unequal struggle progressed, Carmen saw that her
husband was enjoying man-handling the smooth-skinned young mulatto.  Max
slotted the bulge in his jeans into the cleft of Mirabelle's smooth round
buttocks and his hands found and squeezed the frantic young woman's small
breasts and smoothly plucked pussy more often than was strictly necessary
to hold her tight.  Carmen surprised herself by not really caring.

   In fact Carmen began to recognize the familiar warmth in her groin she
associated with Skull's exhibitions of sexual violence and her own "Lady
With the Lash"experience.  To Max's surprise his wife reached out and took
one of Mirabelle's nipples between finger and thumb and pinched it hard. 
Mirabelle squealed even more loudly.

   "Just shut up," said Carmen.  "You're not helping your boyfriend any by
making this racket." Mirabelle quieted and Carmen let go of the small pink
teat.  She could feel how wet she was becoming and sighed.  It's wrong, she
thought, to get sexual pleasure from the pain and humiliation these two
youngsters are suffering.  But one more shot of grandad's hooch and I could
happily get April's dildo and fuck young Mirabelle myself.

   April chained Toni's wrists together behind him.  Skull, his hands now,
free unzipped his fly and let his stiffening cock unfold.

   "Head down, ass up, motherfucker," Skull said as he forced Toni's head
onto the mattress.

   "Fuck-toy, pull his fucking arms toward you.  Hold the little sod down.
Sit on his fucking head if you have to."

   April did as she was told.  She knelt astride the young man's head and
dragged down on his cuffed wrists.  Her large breasts heaved with the
effort involved.  Carmen sighed inwardly.  She thought And then I'd take my
riding crop to your tits, you poor sad bitch.  Skull really has you in his
power, doesn't he?  You have truly become his creature.

   Skull, as if reading her mind, smiled at Carmen.  He stroked his growing
erection.  She scowled at him, filled her fruit jar with moonshine and
knocked it back.

   "No, no, no!"cried Mirabelle as Skull pumped his cock in readiness for
the forceful penetration of Toni's virgin ass.  "Not Toni.  Please the
shame will kill him."

   Skull turned to look at the young woman held tightly on Max's lap.  "I
don't think so," he said.  "Hey, Max, why don't you bring the little tart
over here.  We could have an ass busting contest.  First bugger to come
loses."

   Max hesitated.

   "Do it," said Carmen, to his utter surprise.  "Then perhaps we can get
some sleep."

   "You mean it?" he asked.

   "Sure.  Here, I'll help you," said Carmen

   Carmen stood unsteadily and slipped off her panties.  Max looked
flustered.  The dancer grabbed the dark skinned young woman's long braids
and pulled her and Max toward the corner where Skull and his victims were
crouched.

   Skull laughed.

   Max shook his head but stood up, hefted his fleshy burden and let his
wife lead him to the mattress.  He dropped Mirabelle next to her boyfriend.
Toni turned to her, tears in his eyes, but he could do nothing to help her.
Carmen let go of the braids and grabbed Mirabelle's wrists.  The dancer was
the stronger woman and had no difficulty in holding the teenager in a
crouch while Max unzipped and exposed his burgeoning erection.

   "Enjoy thish, mister," Carmen slurred.  "I'll never let you up my ass."

   As Max knelt behind Mirabelle his hands clamped on the young woman's
coffee colored buttocks and pulled them apart.  Carmen whispered something
to the young woman then raised the hem of her dress and positioned her
groin next to Mirabelle's face.

   "Ready?" said Skull.  "On the count of three.  One, two, fuck 'em."

   Toni's screams as Skull parted his ass cheeks and roughly sodomized him
were muffled because April had spread her legs and forced the young man's
chin into the mattress.  She rubbed herself vigorously against his face,
one hand buried in his mass of rich brown curls, as Skull relished his
utter humiliation of the young man.

   Mirabelle was unable to protest despite the pain caused by Max's
unlubricated penetration of her tight anus.  She could hardly breathe
trying to earn Carmen's dubious guarantee of Toni's safety if she could
bring the dancer to a climax with her mouth.

   *** Next morning Max had only been digging for forty minutes before he
broke through a layer of rubble and reached the van he had last seen over
three years ago, on the day of the robbery.  He stood up and, by the
flickering light of his torch, examined the vehicle.  It was in
surprisingly good condition but was jammed firmly into the old horizontal
shaft.  Skull, carrying a pry-bar, crawled through the dog-legged access
tunnel and joined him.  There was about ten feet of undamaged mine shaft
between the rubble of the collapsed entrance and the back of the van.  They
soon had one of the van doors open and a view of the twenty sturdy canvas
bags crammed full of used and untraceable paper money.

   Max quickly organized the unloading of the van.  He extended the
lighting provided with the Honda generator into the vehicle and, after
discussion with Skull, positioned the naked captives along the length of
the access tunnel.  The idea was to pass the bags along the tunnel from Max
to Toni to April to Mirabelle and then out to Skull and Carmen.

   The bags were bulky and difficult to manage in the tight confines of the
access tunnel.  It was almost noon when the generator spluttered and ran
out of fuel leaving the money-chain in the dark except for Max's weakening
torch.  Two or three bags remained in the van.  Max shooed the three slaves
into the open and sent Carmen to get the Ford while he refueled the
generator.  She gave the rifle to Skull and walked back along the track to
the hut.  Carmen was hung-over and feeling guilty about what she had done
to Mirabelle the night before.  She was thankful and happy at the thought
that the adventure had succeeded and that she would soon be a rich woman
with a loving husband and Skull would be a distant nightmare.

   As Carmen climbed into April's vehicle she heard a distant rumble and
thought that more rain was on the way although the sky was cloudless.  Now
the job's done it can rain all week so far as I'm concerned, she thought.
Skull can take his share of the loot and the kid's Toyota.  He can take
April too if she wants to continue their relationship.  Carmen grinned
spitefully.  Otherwise the three captives can be left here, naked.  We'll
be long gone when they reach civilization.

   She was crossing the bridge when Carmen was alarmed to see a cloud of
dust rise from where she guessed the mine entrance might be.  She put her
foot down.  The Explorer pulled up with a squeal of brakes alongside the
pile of canvas bags, where Skull and April were standing.  Carmen jumped
out.  The dust cloud was thinning.

   There was no sign of the access tunnel they had dug.

   Mirabelle was on her knees scrabbling at the new landslide that covered
their handiwork.  She was weeping hysterically.  April was white faced. 
Carmen saw she was holding the chain cuffs and an open padlock.  Skull was
smiling.  He pointed the rifle at Carmen.

   "Put your hands behind your back, Carmen.  Or I'll shoot you.  Do it!"

   Carmen, numb with shock and horror, did as she was told.

   "Where's Max and Toni?  What happened?"

   "Cuff the bitch, Fuck-toy," he said.

   April scurried to obey.  It was clear she had been ready to carry out
Skull's order.  When she had finished she pulled the riding crop from
Carmen's belt.  She gave Carmen a sly, nervous, smile.

   "What happened?" Carmen asked her.  April glanced at Skull.

   "Tell her," he said.

   "Max was right inside.  Skull made Toni carry the box we found into the
mine.  He got it inside the entrance and Skull shot at him.  The boy put
the box down and scuttled into the mine.  Skull fired at the box.  There
was an explosion.  The tunnel is closed."

   "They're dead?  You killed Max and that young man?"

   "If the jelly and the rock fall didn't get them they may still be
alive," said Skull.  He grinned.  "But with no food, no water and what air
there is in there going foul I don't think you'll be seeing either of them
again."

   "You you " Carmen was too shocked to cry.  Too stunned to speak.

   "What?  Winner?  I got all but two bags of the money that's eighteen
twentieths of five million dollars, say ninety percent and three sexy
little bitches for my pleasure.  Before I was up for thirty percent and not
a sniff of Carmen's pretty cunt.  Winner takes all remember.  All."

   Snake grabbed the neck-band of Carmen's tee-shirt and ripped it to the
hem.  "Nice tits," he said.  "You are mine now.  I think you look better
naked.  Fuck-toy, strip this cunt for me.  If she struggles use the whip."

   While April hurried to carry out Skull's order he strolled over to where
the young mulatto was scrabbling futilely at the fresh rock-fall.  He
grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her upright and marched her to the
pile of bank bags.

   "Stop your whining.  It's not going to bring him back.  Start loading
these bags in the back of the auto.  Do it!"Skull climbed into the Explorer
and folded the rear seats flat He made just enough space for the bags.

   "Get cracking, you idle bitch," he yelled at Mirabelle.  He encouraged
her with s smack across her firm rounded buttocks.  The sobbing woman
started to load the money-filled bags into Explorer.  April had finished
stripping Carmen of her footwear and jeans and rolled down her white cotton
panties as Skull came around the vehicle.  April pushed Carmen who tripped
on her panties and fell over backwards.

   Skull unzipped his pants.  Carmen saw the nasty gleam in his eye and
knew she could expect no mercy from the psychopathic murdering rapist who
had lusted after her from their first meeting only a few days ago.

   "I got her ready for you, Skull," said April smiling up at her master.
"Like you said."

   "Yeah.  Yeah.  You done good," said Skull.  "Now go help Little Tart
with them bags."

   April scowled.  "Can't I watch?" she said.  "Like she watched me."

   "Do as you're fucking told," snarled Skull.  "And gimmee that whip, I
reckon I'm gonna need it."


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