“All right, boys, haul ‘er off an’ tie ‘er to that tree. I’m already late.”
“Right, Dub,” Ricky-boy replied. He and Tommy grabbed Maia by her arms and began dragging her across the clearing.
“Wait! Wait!” Maia screamed as she tried to pull free. “I did what I said I’d do!”
The two men just laughed nastily. They put her up against the tree, kneeling, and tied her hands behind her with one of her stockings as she wailed and protested. They tied her cruelly tight. Her fingers started to go numb right away. Then they crossed her ankles and tied them just as tightly. The rough bark of the tree hurt her back, and its roots punished her knees cruelly. As she kept begging, she saw Dub walking around, picking up her discarded clothes. As the other two men left her tied to the tree, Dub came over
