The
Shaman's Revenge Part 16
“What
is going on here?” Floyd Cody's voice boomed, as he approached the
small group, initially unnoticed by his younger brothers, who spun
round nervously at the arrival of their fierce older sibling.
“Uh
… Hi Floyd!” stammered Billy Bob “you came back bro?!!”
“I
wanted to check on you and the City boy!” replied Floyd “And it
seems I was right to” he looked across at Jordan, who was still
bent double, his wrists tied to his ankles, with a 'tail' of stinging
nettles and poison ivy sticking out of his rump.
“Lazy
scumbag wasn't working hard enough!” replied Seth hastily, “So
we decided to punish him!”
Despite
the fiery burning sensation in his anus Jordan's senses were in high
alert mode, and he listened intently to what was being said. It was
obvious to him that the two younger Cody brothers were scared of
their elder brother, and after the two spankings Floyd had given him,
Jordan could understand they had good reason to be nervous.
His
mind buzzed with ideas as to how he could use the men's fear of their
brother, but nothing came to him.
“The
lazy brat was refusing to work was he?!” Snarled Floyd “We'll
soon see to that!” He pointed to Jordan “Untie him and get that
damn vegetation out of his butt!” he ordered “I'll make him
work!!
Untied,
but with his butt and anus burning madly from the combined nettle and
poison ivy stings Jordan was led across the field to an old
ramshackle barn with a ladder leaning against the wall “Climb up
that!” ordered Floyd, who then turned to his younger brother Billy
Bob and pointed to the ranch house “Go get the old rug beater's!”
he said “It's time this brat got a dusting!”
Jordan
had no choice other than to obey and stepped nervously on the bottom
rung of the ladder, he was not quite sure what Floyd meant by “a
dusting” but he was in no doubt it would be unpleasant. His
shoulders sank in misery as he climbed reluctantly up the ladder.
As
soon as Billy Bob returned, carrying two very ancient looking rug
beaters Jodan realised that his worst fears were well founded, and it
took little imagination to guess exactly what Floyd had in mind for
those cruel looking objects.
“Stick
that Butt 'o yours out boy!” snapped Floyd
With
no option but to obey Jordan did as he was ordered and braced himself
for the impact to come.
Floyd
lifter the rickety rug beater above his head and then swung it
forward hard landing the hard wicker of it's business end across
Jordan's backside with a bruising thud!
“AAAAGH!!”
yelled Jordan as the juddering pain shot through his body.
Next
Billy Bob aimed a swing at the trembling target, Resulting in another
cry of pain from their unlucky captive.
A
second, equally painful whack from Floyd brought tears to Jordan's
eyes, and he wondered frantically how he would survive much more of
this savage onslaught.
It
was then that one of Jordan's very rare strokes of good luck
intervened, presenting him which a change of escape, which he eagerly
grasped.
The
bringer of that good fortune was young Billy Bob, who is an excess of
enthusiasm, when attempting to whack Jordan again, swung the rug
beater too wide, and instead delivered a bone numbing blow to his
elder brother Floyd's craggy face.
Floyd
let out a roar of agony, dropping his rug beater, and clutching at
his face as he staggered forward. Meanwhile Billy Bob was frozen to
the spot petrified with horror at what he had done, and with fear at
what vengeance his thunderously bad tempered brother would doubtless
inflict on him for his carelessness.
Jordan's
self survival instincts were at a heightened level, and he
immediately saw the chance of escape, which this temporary
distraction presented him with.
Quick
as a flash, whilst the Cody brothers were occupied with Floyd's
apparent injury, Jordan climbed down the ladder and made a dash for
freedom, slipping quickly and unnoticed past the fear stricken Billy
Bob, before sprinting across the field.
Jordan
was half way across the field and heading towards the woods before
Seth Cody, who had been standing apart from his brothers and watching
the scene realisedd he was making his mistake. “Come back here !”
he shouted, lifting his rifle and pointing it at the departing
Jordan.
“Shoot
him in the butt!” yelled Billy Bob waking from his fear frozen
stupor
Seth
took aim at the fleeing Jordan's backside and fired. Luckily for
Jordan, Seth was the least proficient shooter of the family,
especially when aiming at a moving target. The bullet missed it's
target and whistled past Jordan, inspiring the fleeing teenager to
run even faster, as a second missile flew past him on the other side.
“Get
him!” commanded the now furious Floyd as he continued to nurse his
swollen and bruised face.
The
two younger Codys ran after the sprinting Jordan, however, although
they were both strong and muscular, these heavily built corn, pork
and potato fed country boys were no match, in terms of speed for
their agile, athletic young prey. Jordan easily outran them and
vanished into the woods beyond the farm.
Jordan
ran through as fast as his well toned young legs would carry him,
while the shouts of the men pursuing him grew fainter as the distance
between him and them increased.
Once
he was deep in the woods, Jordan determined to find a hiding place
where he could remain hidden until the two older men gave up looking
for him. At that point he spotted a tall tree with plenty of
branches, which might hide him from someone on the ground.
With
the agility of a young monkey Jordan quickly scrambled up the tree,
until he reached a point about forty feet up, where a number of thick
branches shielded him from being visible to someone on the ground.
He then crouched on a large branch and determined he would hide up
the tree until he was sure the Codys had gone.
He
glanced around and noticed a small gap in the leaves, through which
he might be seen if someone in the right position on the ground
happened to look up. He quickly backed up the branch, moving closer
to the trunk of the tree, where he would be afforded greater cover.
It
was at that point that his bottom bumped into something attached to
the tree trunk. He heard a cracking sound and felt whatever he had
pushed up against begin to crumble around his butt cheeks.
Slightly
nonplussed, he looked back over his shoulder to see a large
structure, about two feel wide and four foot high, seemingly made
from clay and grass attached to the tree just above where the branch
he was crouching on connected to the tree trunk. It was then that he
heard a loud angry buzzing sound, and came to the horrifying
realization that he had just rammed his bare bottom into a hornets'
nest
The
angry hornets reacted instinctively to this violent attack on their
home and flew straight at the large pink object which they perceived
to be attacking them, furiously stinging Jordan's tender and recently
beaten butt cheeks.
To
make matters worse, Jordan's precarious crouching position had the
effect of spreading his cheeks, enabling one hornet to fly in between
the cheeks and sting Jordan directly on his vulnerable puckering
anus, causing him to give a shriek of agony.
These
were an especially aggressive breed of hornet, which had emigrated
north from South America. In appearance they were very similar to
the fearsome yellow jacket wasps, but these creatures possessed even
more powerful and painful stings.
Jordan
lurched forward and immediately lost his balance, sending him
tumbling head first onto a branch about six foot below, where he
dangled for a few moments, bottom up across the branch, kicking his
legs and struggling for a hand hold, whilst the aggressive hornets
continued to attack his behind.
Jordan
finally managed to clamber back up the new branch, whilst still being
assailed by angry hornets, and quickly began climbing back down the
tree, he had no option but to risk capture by the Cody brothers, as
the hornets would surely kill him if he stayed in the tree. Images
from the 1978 movie “The Swarm”, with Michael Cain and Katherine
Ross flashed through his mind.
When
he was back on the ground, the good news was that there was no sign
of any sadistic hill billies, the bad new was that the hornets had
followed him down, and still seemed determined to sting him to death.
Running
as fast as he could Jordan tore off through the woods with a swarm of
outraged hornets perusing him all intent on sting his fleeing bottom.
After
a very unpleasant and painful half mile run, Jordan found himself on
a small country road through the woods, and to his relief saw a
vehicle heading towards him, which he frantically flagged down. It
was not until the vehicle stopped beside him that he realised it was
the ranger's car.
The
Ranger wound down the window to a small crack and shouted “Get in
quickly Sport…. and close the door after you!”
For
the first time since their first encounter, Jordan was relieved to
see the Ranger, however, that relief would not last for long …......
To
Be Continued ….........
