Road Trip

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Road Trip

by Patrick Richards

ISBN: 978-1-938897-83-2

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Introduction

There are places on this earth where strange things often happen. Planes, ships and hundreds of men have mysteriously disappeared in a region called the Bermuda Triangle. Sure that area gets the most publicity, but other spots consistently claim their victims.

One of these is in the Nevada desert not far from the Utah border. Over the past few years several young men in the prime of their lives have just disappeared – vanished from the face of the earth. Jeff Owens was one of them.

After having lost his job back east, he was on an adventure. Jeff was starting a new life. When winter came, he planned on being a ski bum in Lake Tahoe until something better came along. But what came along was far from what he had planned.

They say ghosts haunt this area of the southwest, but it wasn’t ghosts that abducted young Jeffery. It was a band of women who made men disappear, to be brutally used as slaves and toys for their own sadistic pleasures.

Almost every night Jeff is subjected to unbelievable tortures as the women take turns using him to satisfy their carnal needs. He learns that the pain and agony he suffers is their aphrodisiac – their way of getting sexually aroused.

There is only one glimmer of hope in his new existence. That’s Jenny. Even though she’s one of the gang, she sort of takes a liking to Jeff and watches out for him as much as possible after so easily luring him in.

Like the Sirens in Homer’s Odyssey Jenny tricked him. It wasn’t the song they sang that took unsuspecting sailors to their deaths by crashing their wooden ships upon the rocks. Jeff was young and a normal male. There was no way he could resist a beautiful, over-sexed woman dressed in a tiny black leather mini skirt with nothing underneath. He was blinded by her lust and never saw his slavery coming. What more can I say?