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Archive-name: Violent/captred1.txt
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Archive-author:
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Archive-title: Captured
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Their trap had been sprung and we were captured: I and my
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lady. What they were to do with us was, as yet, unknown. But
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what I had seen to this point boded no good. Immediately after
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we had been taken, the remainder of their band emerged from the
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woods adjacent the path to continue their trek. What most
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frightened me was that no men were among the captives being
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rounded up for further travel. Instead, I saw a group of about
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twelve women. They were hogtied and laying on their bellies with
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their shoulders on the edge of a small pond beneath a small
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waterfall; their heads out over the water. Only by arching their
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necks backwards were they able to keep their heads above the
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surface of the water.
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It was now clear how silence had been so excellently main-
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tained that, even alerted as I was, no sound had given the ambush
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away. Gags filled their mouths. Each had a keeper, who held the
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rope about her knees. The keeper simply had to pull up on the
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knee rope and the woman's head would be ducked below the water.
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The women dare not make a sound to trigger their keeper, and once
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submerged, they were silenced. Any splashing would sound no
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different than the water fall itself.
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Now their hogties were being cut off, their legs released
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and the ropes about their necks attached to saddles, two to each
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horse. Off the riders trotted. A slow pace for a horse, but a
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fast run for the women. Two in particular caught my eye. They
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were twins, with thick curly hair, black as coal, which hung to
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their waists. Like the others, their arms were bound to boughs
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at wrist, elbow and shoulder, keeping their arms extended. The
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ropes at their necks were attached by a simple knot, but they
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could not reach it. They wore tattered black tops and red skirts
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and no shoes. As they were pulled away by their horse, they
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grasped their ropes by their extended hands and ran, seemingly as
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fast as they could. I lost sight of them as they turned a bend
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in the path.
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Then I saw that my lady had been similarly bound and gagged,
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and her shoes taken. The rope about her neck was given to her
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horseman. As I fought against the ruffians holding me, I felt a
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great pain in the back of my legs as they cut my tendons. I
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heard her mewling to me through the gag for help and saw her
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begin to run as she held onto the rope tied to the horse with her
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outstretched hands. As my consciousness faded, I saw her trip
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and watched her being dragged past me, struggling to regain her
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feet.
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