The five UW LaCrosse coeds had acquired several large refuse bags full of the precious medicinal root. Fresh ginseng is heavy and is necessary to be thoroughly dried before selling it for processing. The bags weighed far too much for the girls to able to carry them back to the car.
"Shit!" shouted Charlene. "How in hell are we going to get this stuff back to the car?"
"We'll just have to take it back in smaller portions and dump it into the trunk." Nicolette answered calmly.
"Sure! But it will take us forever! Damn it all, anyway!" Debbie added.
Shelley and Shirley, the identical twins from Tomah, shouted back,"Why are you bitching? We've probably gathered a thousand dollars worth of ginseng here! It must be worth a little effort, wouldn't you think?"
Hidden in the dense undergrowth, a huge figure watched in avid anticipation. His mouthed drooled in salivatory eagerness at the sight of five healthy succulent females.
"What we could use now is a really strong guy! Like that handsome hunk of a Center on the football team. You know who I mean! Snowplow!" Debbie sighed. "He can plow into me anytime he wants to!" she laughed.
"Don't be such a blatant whore!" Charlene laughed back. "We need his back, not his prick!"
The hulking figure felt his penis throb in primal desire. "Hot young meat!" he thought to himself. He had to respond! Leaving his cover, he approached the girls humming the tune of "Whose Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf!"
At six feet and seven inches on a muscular frame, he was a most impressive figure. The girls stood in awe as this giant came into view.
"Good afternoon young ladies! What brings such sweet tender lambs into my woods, my territory?"
"We belong to the CONGO club from UW LaCrosse, Sir! We're collecting ginseng to help pay for the clubs expenses! My name is Charlene! This is Nicolette, Debbie, and the twins are Shelley and Shirley! We weren't aware this was private property!"
"Oh, it's not private! It's just where I live. What you can catch or find is yours to keep! And just look what I have found! You all look good enough to eat!"
"Why, thank you for the sweet compliment, Sir! And just what may be your name?" Debbie inquired.
Oh! Just call me Jack! Crack Back Jack!"
"Crack Back Jack!? That's a strange name!" Nicolette pondered. "Why are you called Crack Back?"
"Because I was a licensed chiropractor many years ago. I worked on people's spines."
"Well, our backs are aching from all that bending to get at the ginseng! We could use a nice adjustment about now!
"My, my! I would love to give you girls my very special treatment! What say I put the ginseng into your car and we can all go to my cabin. I'll make some rabbit stew and then treat your backs!"
"You really wouldn't mind?" the exhausted girls sighed. "We are just beat! And hungry!"
"I'm hungry, myself!" smiled Crack Back. Yes! He was very hungry, but his appetite wasn't for rabbit stew. Dear meat was on his mind. "Sweet female dear meat!" his mind told him.
Twenty minutes later brought them to Jack's cabin. Built into the side of a hill, it was quite well hidden and protected. It had three rooms and only one entrance. There was a door leading into the hill, however. It closed upon a deep cave-like ground cellar that was ideal for constant temperatures. It also proved perfect for his "special meat" processing. Large meat hooks hung from a wooden rafter inside the cave. Two were occupied by limp bundles hanging in the dark.
"Welcome to my humble home, my little treasures! Come in, relax, as I start the stew!"
The five coeds entered and sat upon some crude wooden bench seats. Only two chairs sat opposite each other under a very long table. taking up one wall of the cabin was this immense wood-burning stove/oven.
The girls had to ask. "Why such a huge stove, Crack Back?"
"What else but to cook you in, of course! laughed Jack.
"Ha, ha!" the girls tittered."You mean, just like Hansel and Gretel?"
"Naw! Just Gretel! I like girls best!" Jack retorted.
"Well, if you play your cards right, jack, just maybe we will let you eat us!" Charlene winked.
"Hmmm! Thoroughly Modern Millies!" thought Jack, amused. "I'm really going to enjoy these tender dishes!"
Ninety minutes later saw them enjoying fresh rabbit stew!
"Oh, Jack! This is fabulous! Where did you learn such great cuisine?" Shelley asked.
"Well, after I lost my license to practice, I worked in a fancy supper club in Madison. I helped the chef. I learned a lot."
"You certainly did! Wow! This is wonderful! But how did you happen to lose your doctor's license?" Shelley inquired.
It happened because I paralyzed a man while working on his back. He moved suddenly as I applied a dangerous adjustment treatment! It severed his spinal cord. He could never move again. It just ruined me!"
"Maybe we better not let you work upon our backs, then! Just to be on the safe side!" Charlene assured Jack.
"Nonsense, my sweet tarts! Crack Back Jack knows exactly what he's doing! Who's going to be first? Come now! Don't be shy!"
"Oh, piss on you girls! You little fraidy cats! I'll go first!" Debbie flippantly chided. "What should I do?" she asked Jack.
After quickly clearing the table, Jack covered it with some deerskin blankets. "Remove your attire, lay upon the table, relax, and be prepared for the best massage and back adjustment you've ever had!
Debbie, determined to show her contempt for the timid foursome, stripped completely and laid face down upon the table.
Jack's cock stiffened at the arousing sight of fresh young female meat nakedly displayed and gracing his dinner table." I could almost eat you raw, young lady!" he thought hungrily.
"Now just relax, my dear, while I take you to Paradise!" He filled a hand with aromatic oil, let it warm up, and then applied it to her silky skin in long slow strokes down her back and legs. His penis ached!
Debbie wantonly moaned,"God, this is so good!" Her body began to stir as his deep massage rocked her in a sensual dance of desire. Her pussy was soaking in lustful need. She didn't care. He was wonderful. The other girls began to masturbate to the pulsating moans of Debbie's ecstatic pleasure. They all eagerly stripped bare, hoping to be the next in line.
Jack licked his lips."Luscious lambs eager for the slaughter!" he thought in anticipation of succulent eating. "Soon, my little lambs! Soon your meat will be hanging in my larder!"
Debbie's moans became more intense as she orgasmed in raw lust. "Jack, do me! Do me now!" she pleaded.
"OK, my love!" he snorted, as his nostrils flared. With a quick jerk, he pulled Debbie's shoulders back and placed his knee between her shoulder blades. He pulled harder.
"Aaargh! What are you doing? Stop! Don't! Aaargh!" she screamed in intense agony. Jack increased the pressure until a loud snap filled the room. Debbie went limp.
"My God! You've killed her!" screamed Charlene."Help! Help us, someone! Let us go!"
Jack knocked the hysterical girl senseless. He then approached the three huddled girls. He easily tied them up. He then confided, "Oh, she's not dead! Just paralyzed! I like to keep my meat fresh until I need it! There's two back there, already! Alive, but not kicking!"
He picked up the unconscious Charlene and quickly snapped her back, also. He placed the two "broken" coeds onto meat hooks and went back into the cabin. The three girls whimpered in total shock and disbelief.
Jack gazed upon the helpless tender morsels. He licked his lips as he relished their fear."What fine eating I will have for the winter, wouldn't you girls agree? Now then, where were we? Oh, yes! Now which one of you darlings wants the next massage? What? No one? Well, we,we'll just wait a few days. I can have fun with you in other ways, too!" He yawned. "Well, it's been a long day! I'm turning in. Good night, girls! Sweet dreams, now! You hear?"
As the evening deepened into night, Jack's loud snoring gave the girls hope. Nicolette quietly edged over to the twins, whispering to them to chew through her bindings. After three hours, she was free. Now untied, they all grabbed their clothes and quietly left the cabin. It was very dark.
Nicolette asked in a whisper,"Whose got the car keys?"
"Not me!" Shelley whispered back!
"And not me, either! I think Charlene had them. Oh, my God! She's in that cave!"
"Well, we,we've just got to walk then. We've got to get away and call the police!" Nicolette cried."He's going to eat them, if we don't!"
Trying to dress in the dark as one tries to flee is a difficult proposition. Shivering in the late October Wisconsin night, they stumbled along. It was about an hour before sunrise when the three girls finally reached the spot where their car had been parked the day before. Walking toward the west to get back onto state highway 60, the girls noticed headlights approaching.
"Look! A car is coming! Soon, we'll be safe and on our way to the police!" Nicolette said comfortingly.
It was an old pick-up truck that settled to a stop in front of the frantically waving girls. Hurriedly, the twins opened the passenger door and exclaimed,"We desperately need your help! Could you....." The words froze in their mouths as the face of Crack Back grinned back at them. He grabbed Shelly's arm and pulled her into the cab of the truck. Shirley followed a second later. Two quick punches and the twins were unconscious. He opened his door to get Nicolette! She bolted, screaming as she fled into the brush.
She ran and ran, terrified by his laughter and the sound of him singing, "Who's Afraid of Crack Back Jack!"
Huddling in fear, she remained still until she heard the truck drive away. As it became light, Nicolette went back to the road and proceeded west. After several hours of walking, a vehicle approached. She hid until she saw that it was not HIS truck. She ran into the road to wave down the car. The driver stopped.
"What's a pretty little lady like you doing in the middle of the road all by herself, alone?" he asked.
"I need a ride into town! Any town! My four friends have been kidnapped by a huge man-eater that goes by the name of Crack Back Jack! Can you please help me?"
"Come on in, my dear! Have no fear, sweet thing! So! Old Crack Back is at it again! Four girls, you say? Why that selfish bastard! He only left me one!"
Nicolette's screams echoed in her brain as a fist knocked her into oblivion