Come for a Visit, Stay for a Lifetime
Chapter 4
Notice to the reader:
This story has a female superior theme and involves the hunting and brutal treatment of the male character.
I was vaguely aware of my two torturers leaving and I lay still and quiet until I was sure they were gone. The burns on my ass were painful and I had nothing to ease the pain. I decided to use the remaining daylight and the three hours when I could not be hunted to find a hut. I was not far from the coast so I decided to head directly there and then follow the first path that I found until I came to something. The first path that I found did not seem to offer much promise being so overgrown that I almost missed seeing it. I skipped that one and a short distance later I came upon another more traveled trail that I decided to follow. Another hour's walk and the blessed sight of a hut came into view. I tripped and stumbled as I ran, throwing myself through its door and onto the hard packed dirt floor.
I never really spent much time examining the contents of my previous huts but this time I was in serious need of some help. The hut was well equipped with food and water as well as a comfortable bed. However, my most important find was a large and fully stocked first aid kit under the bed. Best of all were the burn cream, bandages and pain killers. After doing what I could to repair my damaged ass, I forced myself to eat and drank as much water as I could keep down. I had one more day to survive the the hunt without being tagged three times by the same person or team. My three ear tags were each of a different color so I hoped a with bit of skill and luck I could avoid two more tags by one of the owners of the three already on my ear. I definitely needed to avoid any contact with Annie or Valarie.
As I tried to sleep, my thoughts of those two demons made such slept a restless challenge. Finally, another dose of pain killers sent me off to a deep and blessedly dreamless slumber. I awoke with the sun already streaming through the window and knew that the last day's hunt was already underway. My hope had been to be out of there before daylight but now I had to grab that first aid kit, some food and run for cover.
I tried to scout the area as best I could from the window and decided that I could clear the open area around the hut in a few seconds and hit the heavy cover of thick undergrowth not more than a hundred feet or so away. Everything was calm and quiet outside as I eased open the door and keeping low, did a brisk crab walk towards my immediate goal.
I was not more than five or six steps from cover when I heard a familiar voice shout: "Stop right there or I'll shoot." I froze. That voice belonged to Annie.
I was tempted to run but what was the use. My wounds were already slowing me down and I would be no match for someone of horseback with a dog to track me. Surrender was the only option.
"Surprised to see us? I'll bet, but no more than we are to see you. You must want to be captured. Any sensible person would have been out of here before daylight. Now drop that rag you are wearing and let us see our handiwork."
I carefully removed my breach cloth letting it fall around my ankles. I could see Valarie now as she moved out of the heavy undergrowth that I had been heading for. I was doomed to never make it. Valarie walked around behind me, clipped her tag onto my ear and then with surprising care removed my bandages.
Annie let out a whistle. "Whoa baby! That is some job we did on you. How about it Val?
Valarie answered, "That is definitely going to leave a scar."
Annie continued, "So, you piece of meat, how does it feel to be bitch marked for life? How's it feel to have everyone who sees your ass from now on know that you have been broken and owned like a steer?"
"Right now it mainly hurts and I pray that it does not get infected." I answered.
Valarie spoke up: "We won't let it get infected. I want to be able to see it for a long, long time."
