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Category:
1 through F › Bonanza
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,231
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Rescue
A/N: This chapter is not in Joe's POV. It is the POV of his brother.
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I was strolling in the park on a pleasant evening with my wife. She alerted me to a large group of men a few feet in front of us. They were quite crassly 'entertaining' a person (whom I naturally assumed to be a woman).
"There's hotels for that sort of behavior," I told them, "my wife and I wish to have a pleasant stroll in the park without watching a scene that belongs in a brothel."
A large fellow said, "Sorry, sir. We weren't expectin' company tonight. You may proceed."
I thanked them for their discretion, and we continued on our way.
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A week later, I was trying to locate a carriage, to take me home when I caught sight of the same men in an alley across the street from where I stood. I crossed the street and soon discovered they were *not* 'entertaining' a woman. They had in fact, tied a young man's ankles together with a length of rope, and bound his wrists behind his back with another one. He was lying on his stomach. A large apple with leather straps fixed at either end of it was tied around his head. The apple sat in his mouth like a stuck pig.
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That wasn't the worst I witnessed, unfortunately. One of the men was raping him. Another one had his mouth on his ear. A third was kissing his neck and it appeared a fourth had managed to fit his manhood in between the apple and their captive's mouth. A few others were standing close by, cheering their partners and calling out profanities at the victim.
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I knew what I had to do. I was armed only with my fists, but they would have to do.
"Leave him alone," I called, entering the alley.
"What if we don't?" asked the leader.
"I'll make you," I replied.
The men all laughed at me and approached. Suddenly, I found myself wishing for a gun.
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We had only begun fighting when a few constables heard the commotion we were making and ran into the alley.
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I told them what I saw, and the men were arrested. The young man was unbound. Now that he was facing me, I recognized him as my youngest brother! 'What was he doing way out here?' I wondered.
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Joe wasn't conscious any longer. I told the police officials he was my brother. They instructed me to take him home and send for a doctor, as if I didn't already know that.
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At my house, the doctor didn't tell me anything I didn't know or assumed. Pruscilla hovered around him like a mother hen. She was going to make a good mother, alright. As for me, I sat right by Joe's side, waiting for him to wake up and explain himself.
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A/N: So, how was it? Do you know what brother found Joe? Soon, Joe will explain how he came to fall into the hands of those men.
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I was strolling in the park on a pleasant evening with my wife. She alerted me to a large group of men a few feet in front of us. They were quite crassly 'entertaining' a person (whom I naturally assumed to be a woman).
"There's hotels for that sort of behavior," I told them, "my wife and I wish to have a pleasant stroll in the park without watching a scene that belongs in a brothel."
A large fellow said, "Sorry, sir. We weren't expectin' company tonight. You may proceed."
I thanked them for their discretion, and we continued on our way.
~~~~
A week later, I was trying to locate a carriage, to take me home when I caught sight of the same men in an alley across the street from where I stood. I crossed the street and soon discovered they were *not* 'entertaining' a woman. They had in fact, tied a young man's ankles together with a length of rope, and bound his wrists behind his back with another one. He was lying on his stomach. A large apple with leather straps fixed at either end of it was tied around his head. The apple sat in his mouth like a stuck pig.
~~~~
That wasn't the worst I witnessed, unfortunately. One of the men was raping him. Another one had his mouth on his ear. A third was kissing his neck and it appeared a fourth had managed to fit his manhood in between the apple and their captive's mouth. A few others were standing close by, cheering their partners and calling out profanities at the victim.
~~~~
I knew what I had to do. I was armed only with my fists, but they would have to do.
"Leave him alone," I called, entering the alley.
"What if we don't?" asked the leader.
"I'll make you," I replied.
The men all laughed at me and approached. Suddenly, I found myself wishing for a gun.
~~~~
We had only begun fighting when a few constables heard the commotion we were making and ran into the alley.
~~~~
I told them what I saw, and the men were arrested. The young man was unbound. Now that he was facing me, I recognized him as my youngest brother! 'What was he doing way out here?' I wondered.
~~~~
Joe wasn't conscious any longer. I told the police officials he was my brother. They instructed me to take him home and send for a doctor, as if I didn't already know that.
~~~~
At my house, the doctor didn't tell me anything I didn't know or assumed. Pruscilla hovered around him like a mother hen. She was going to make a good mother, alright. As for me, I sat right by Joe's side, waiting for him to wake up and explain himself.
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A/N: So, how was it? Do you know what brother found Joe? Soon, Joe will explain how he came to fall into the hands of those men.