'I don't understand,' Linda said, wrinkling up her forehead.
'I haven't got it figured out yet. But while our trucks move through, you'll be attracting attention in some other part of the checkpoint,' Chris said, scratching his chin thoughtfully.
Linda stared at him for several seconds, then turned away.
'If you think I'm going to help.'
'Baby, you ain't got a choice. Didn't you understand what happened out there?' Chris asked incredulously. 'Don't you know what I'll let them do to you if you don't cooperate? I think you don't realize how important this whole operation is to me. I'd kill my own mother to pull it through. And a little diner slut like you're not gonna stop me from doin' it.'
'Go ahead and do whatever you want,' Linda said defiantly. 'If you need me all that badly, you're not about to damage the merchandise.'
Chris looked a little surprised by her sudden defiance. His eyes widened and his nostrils flared in anger as his fingers worked mechanically over the metallic desk top. Then his face broke into a sadistic smile.
'I think we can convince you to go along with us and have a little fun while we're at it,' Chris said threateningly.
'What? More whips?' Linda asked, almost laughing as she thought about it.
'Not for you, anyway. Tie her hands behind her and gag her. I think you're going to find what you see next pretty interesting,' Chris said, motioning to Bill who stood in the doorway.
Linda watched as Chris opened the middle drawer of his desk and threw a soiled handkerchief and some pieces of old rope at Bill. Quickly, the blond trucker jammed the filthy rag in her mouth, tying it tightly behind her head. The blonde gagged, fighting down the vomit that was rising from her belly as the pungent taste of that red handkerchief filled her mouth.
Soon her wrists were tied tightly behind her back, and Linda was shoved out of Chris' tiny office and back into the corridor.
'You might think still that we're dumb truckers who don't know what we're doin',' Bill said as he marched Linda back up the hall toward the door that led outside. 'But we did a quick investigation on you baby. We went through your purse back at the diner before we left,' Bill continued, stepping in front of her and opening the door. He pushed her out, then led her along the outside wall of the building to the door that opened into the occupied section of the prison building. As she was roughly shoved into the darkened corridor, Linda could hear violent sobbing coming from somewhere in the section. It couldn't be that Mexican girl she'd seen hanging from the ceiling. The woman looked too drawn out and resigned to her fate to be wailing like that.
'Family reunions always make me cry,' Bill said ironically as he stopped in front of one cell and opened the door.
Linda's blood froze at the big trucker's words. She had an idea of who was in that tiny hovel. When she came forward at Bill's hand command and peered into the filthy cell, her suspicions were confirmed. It was her daughter, Judy, sitting on the edge of an Army cot and sobbing her heart out.
The girl jerked her head around to see who was there. Her eyes opened wide with terror when Bill stepped in. Then she jumped off the cot and ran forward, stopping short of Linda when she recognized her mother.
'Mama! What's going on?' The girl pleaded, her face twisted with fear and agony.
Linda felt tears filling her eyes, then trickling down her flushed cheeks as she looked at her daughter. Dirt covered the young girl's face, and her dress was ripped open at the top and torn and soiled at the hem. There were claw marks on her legs and thighs. Linda was sure of what had happened to her daughter that night. She wanted to scream. She wanted to turn around and gouge out Bill's eyes. But all she could do was stand there dumbly and cry while her daughter sank to her knees and wailed in terror.
'Your mother's been uncooperative with us,' Bill said, pushing Linda roughly forward. She stumbled and slid down to the cot Judy had been sitting on seconds before. 'Maybe we should show her what we did last night, baby,' he said, wrapping his big arms around the young girl's waist and sliding his hands around her young, plump ass-cheeks.
'No! Oh Goddd!' the teenager shrieked, curling her tiny fingers into two tight fist and beating the trucker's chest with them. But it was useless. Bill just laughed, kneading her firm butt-cheeks with his powerful fingers while he hiked up the dress until her ass was completely exposed. Judy groaned and hung her head back, her long black silky hair hanging down almost to her waist.
Linda was appalled by what she saw. Bill had his nose nuzzled between the young girl's mammoth tits while he sucked at the tender flesh. At the same time, he was hunching his bulging groin against Judy's pussy. Linda could see streaks of dried blood on the girl's inner thighs. That confirmed her suspicions that her daughter had been raped last night.
'Mmmmm, you should have seen her last night, bucking and wriggling under my cock! Shit, she kept screamin' nooooo. But the way she was actin' once I slipped it to her, sheeesh! She's hotter than you,' Bill said tauntingly, slipping his fingers deep into Judy's ass-crack.
Linda couldn't take any more of this. She sprang up from the cot and ran for the two of them. She bumped hard against Bill, knocking him away from her moaning daughter.
'Shit!' he cried out, falling to the floor as Linda started kicking him wildly with her bare feet. But instead of fighting back, the big trucker just laughed, grabbing at her feet until he finally caught her leg in both hands. With one powerful quick movement up, he sent the blonde sailing into the air.
'Mmmmff!' Linda grunted as she crashed down to the cell dirt floor, flat on her back. Bright lights appeared in front of her eyes as she sobbed while her daughter wailed. She couldn't tell if it was a dream or not. But through the bright haze that still covered her mind, Linda thought she could see Judy being pinned down and kicking while Bill unzipped his Levi's and pulled out his prong. Linda tried to get up again, but the blow she'd received from her tossing was too much. In a dreamlike sequence, she watched helplessly as Bill's thick, knotty prick pushed hard into Judy's young cunt, digging into that almost virginal flesh like a torpedo.
Finally it was all over. It hadn't been a dream after all. It was a nightmarish reality. Bill had raped her own daughter in front of her, laughing and taunting while he did it. The girl covered her face with both hands in shame as she rolled over on her right side and pulled her knees up to her tits.
'You ready to cooperate now?' Bill asked, looking at Linda.
Her eyes flashed defiance. No, she wouldn't give in. It would be an insult to her daughter. They wouldn't dare harm the girl any more than they had.
'Whew!' the man whistled, looking first at Linda, then at Judy. 'It's gonna take some pretty strong stuff to get you to come on over,' he said, backing out of the cell. 'Well, the two of you can console yourselves while I tell the boss about this,' he said, closing the door and locking it.
When she was sure that he was gone, Judy sprang up and ran over to her mother. She quickly untied her hands and pulled the filthy rag out of Linda's mouth.
'Mama! Mama! What's happening,' the girl wailed out as Linda flung her aims around her violated daughter.
'Oh, God! Did they have to drag you in here, too?' the blonde wailed, looking up at the ceiling and wondering if there was anyone who could help them now.
'They came in last night while I was asleep, Mama, and told me to get dressed.' Judy sobbed out after she managed to get some kind of control over herself. 'We drove around for hours until we got here. And then that man – that man,' Judy stammered, looking out at the closed prison door, 'he…' she started to say, then covered her face once more and leaned heavily against her mother while she sobbed her heart out.
'Oh baby, I'm sorry,' Linda cooed as she patted her trembling daughter's shoulders. Was there nothing that these animals wouldn't do to get their own way? Would they keep torturing the two of them until Linda gave in? She looked at her daughter, sobbing, dirtied, raped by that animal! Giving into them would be the ultimate humiliation – the acknowledgement that they agreed with whatever Chris believed in. No matter what they did to her, Linda couldn't think of submitting to their horrible demands.
But then there was her daughter. How could she explain to someone as young as Judy what she was thinking? She knew that the girl was hurt, humiliated, terrified and confused. All she wanted was for this nightmare to stop, no matter what the price. Linda knew that her daughter wouldn't believe that they'd be trapped no matter what she did.
'What do they want, Mama?' Judy finally whimpered out. 'Whatever it is, give it to them. I want to go home,'
