Camp Whol-Nu-Yu: Chapter 12

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Cassie thought it was finally over.  She glanced over at Sophie, pinned down by Tammi just as she was pinned down by Nikki.  They were both helpless.  Jenna and Linda were no help, not really understanding the seriousness of what was happening.

Get off me you fucking bitch!” Sophie yelled. “Nikki, get this cunt off my goddam back!”

Nikki shook her head, running her fingers through Cassie’s hair, “Sorry, girls.  You’ve finally gone too far.  Mr. Max is through playing with you now.  This is finally it for you guys.  This is the end of the road.  Huh?”

Nikki spun around the sound of rocks crunching under tires.

Cassie took advantage of the situation and kicked Nikki off of her just as the police car came to halt.  Cassie reached behind her and grabbed Nikki, wrapping her arms around her back and holding her neck in a very awkward position.  “Cassie, let me go!” Nikki screamed, clearly in pain.

Click!

Cassie snapped her head up at the sound of Mr. Max cocking his gun.  “Let my girl go Cassie,” he commanded.

No way!  I’ll break her fucking neck if you pull that trigger!”

Nikki was scared, “Cassie . . .  Don’t . . .”

Cassie didn’t listen to her, and instead turned her attention to Tammi, “Get off of Sophie, you bitch!”  Tammi looked at Mr. Max for guidance , who nodded.  The terrified bimbo slowly stood up, releasing Sophie, who sat up and slapped Tammi in the face.  The little bimbo teared up a little, but instead resorted to just a cute little pout as she went to sit next to a confused Linda.

Cassie turned back to Mr. Max, “Now drop your gun!”

Click!

Release the girl, ma’am!” came the booming male voice behind her.  Cassie didn’t turn around, knowing that she now had two guns pointed at her.  “You, sir!  Lower your weapon!  I’ve got everything under control.

“You don’t understand,” Cassie called back to the officer.  “This man’s sadistic.  He’ll kill you too!  Shoot him now!

Ma’am, please remain calm and release the girl.  Everything is going to be fine,” the officer affirmed, “Now, sir, please lower your weapon!

Drop the fucking gun, Max!” Cassie yelled.

Mr. Max smiled at the wiliness this young bitch had in her.  Cassie Clarkson had definitely been a thorn in his side this summer.  “Not a chance.”

Cassie was in no mood to be fucked with, “Do it or I’ll break her fucking neck.”  Nikki couldn’t believe her friend was saying such things.  She wondered if Cassie knew that they were only trying to make her life better!  “This is your prized possession isn’t it, Mr. Max?  That’s how you got her here.  That’s how you got us here!  Well, you’re not getting anything!  You’re through.  Your fucking camp is over!”

Mr. Max cackled, “Oh, I don’t think so.”

“I’ve seen what you’ve been doing . . .” Cassie told him, “Traveling all over the country. eluding police.  I’m sure the FBI has been looking for you for years!  I read the articles in the storage closet!”  Mr. Max continued to laugh.  “Well, you’re caught now!  What are you going to do when they get here?” she asked with a smile.

They’ve already gotten here!” Mr. Max called, bellowing with laughter.  Cassie’s smile faded.  “You really have no idea what’s going to happen to you do you?”  Cassie was confused.  She looked at Sophie who was still sitting on the ground, looking back and forth from the cop to Mr. Max.  Mr. Max started to advance toward the girls, leaving Cassie’s Jeep behind.

“The FBI found us months ago.  They just didn’t have any evidence to arrest me!” he laughed.

Cassie shook her head, “Well, I’m the evidence now.”

“They didn’t need you!  They had everything they needed . . .”  Mr. Max slowly looked over at Linda.

Cassie was more confused than ever now. 

“Seems your little friend here was an undercover agent, investigating the case of Amy Herrington.”

Fuck.

Cassie couldn’t believe it.  She looked at Linda, practically drooling on herself and staring at the clouds. 

My friend, Amy, counseled here once…

My friend, Amy, counseled here once…

My friend, Amy, counseled here once…

Linda couldn’t be an FBI agent.  FBI agents are supposed to help people.  They were supposed to rescue, not be the ones that needed rescuing.

“So, you see, Cassie . . .  You can’t stop me,” Mr. Max said, now about ten feet from her, “I’m too fucking good at what I do.”

The next few seconds will forever be a blur to Cassie’s memory.  It started with the sound of Sophie mumbling to herself.  Cassie looked over to see her best friend on the ground, crawling toward the police officer.  “Mmmmmm . . . cock,” was all that she was saying, repeating it as if a meaty dick was the Holy Grail to her.  “Sophie, no!” Cassie called, but it was too late.  Sophie crawled dug into the protesting police officer pants and pulled out a hard cock which she began sucking on like she was feeding an addiction.  “Ma’am, get down!  I repeat . . . Get!  Down!”  But it was no use.  The officer reached for his walkie-talkie, which was strapped to his chest.  “I’m gonna need back-up!” he yelled urgently, and was immediately shot in the shoulder by Mr. Max.  The gun shot whizzed past Cassie’s ears, causing her to drop Nikki.  Nikki pounced on Cassie as she was dazed, bring her back down.  Cassie fought, causing Sophie to join the fight.  The two girls finally got Nikki off of her and was about to take off running, when they looked behind Mr. Max.

He was grinning, knowing what was behind him.

It was like an army.

A hundred bimbos in green ranger uniforms were baring down on the group of fugitives

You’re one of us . . .”  they all repeated in unison, “You’re one of us . . .”  It sounded like thunder coming from all the girls at once.

Cassie fell to her knees.

Her eyes slowly drooped as she sound of the counselors and campers lodged further and further into her brain.

This was it.

She was done.

She was finished.

The fight was over.

That was when Cassie passed out.

*    *    *

” . . . and then the girl jumped on me, and started to . . .  started to . . .”

The officer looked up from his notepad and eyed the other, shaken up, officer.  “Started to what?”

She fucking started sucking my cock!

Everyone exchanged glances.  The medic wheeled the officer away, still applying pressure to his shoulder.

Two men in suits walked around the empty field.  “This is weird.”

“Any word on Linda Mills whereabouts.”

“Officer Grant said he heard them talking about an FBI agent.”

“That’s Agent Mills alright.”

One of the men kicked the dirt, “She’s gone.”  He looked around the empty field, “They’re all gone.”

“We almost had them this time.”

The other man sighed, “Come on, lets go.  We have a lot of fucking paperwork to do.”

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