Note: No one knows what went on when Kitty was held captive by Jude Bonner and his men for several days. No one, but Kitty, Jude Bonner and his men. Here is what I think happened. We begin with Kitty, already in their clutches.
Part I
While tied to the post, Kitty had managed to free her hands. She looks over at the cot across from her where Jude Bonner lay with his back to her. But he was wide awake listening to her struggle with the ropes. Kitty slowly moves and the cot squeaks. Bonner turns over in his cot, eyes closed and his body now laying flat, his face still in the opposite direction. Kitty froze, waiting for him to get up, but he did not. She gets up and slowly walks over to the front of the tent. She sees his hunting knife on the table and carefully picks it up. Kitty quietly slips out of the tent then heads around the back of the tents and over to the horses. The Horses were still saddled incase they had to make a quick getaway. She climbed onto one of the horses after she untied and took the reins to the others. As she moved them away from the camp, she then yelled and the horses bolted in several different directions. Kitty took off away from camp. Jude sat up in his cot. He smiles. "Now the fun begins." He says as he gets out of bed. He comes out to the men running off in every direction after the horses.
"She's gone, Jude." Cole said rather excitedly
"I know. You and the others gather the horses. She's mine." Jude went around the back of the tent and climbed onto his horse. "I'll be back with her. Don't come looking for me unless I haven't returned by noon tomorrow. Other wise, I'll be…" he leaned back on his horse and smiled at the thought of her. "well, let's just say I'll be teaching a certain redhead some manners." LaFete smiled as he realized Jude had planned this all along.
Kitty rode the horse hard. She had been riding for nearly an hour when she came upon a stream. Exhausted from thee ride, she climbed off of the horse and led him to the water. Stepping up stream from the horse, Kitty, knelt down at the edge and cupped her hands, dipping them into the cold water. Bringing the water to her lips, she realized that someone was standing beside her. Standing up, she was knocked down, into the water as his hand came flying across her left cheek. Laughing at her, Jude grabbed her by the back of the head and shoves her face down into the stream, holding her under for a few minutes. Frantically she reached back to him, to try to pull his hand from her head. She suddenly came up sputtering water, coughing and choking as she sat there in the water. Her hand reaching up to push the soaked locks out of her face. Kneeling down in front of her, she looked up at him through the clumps of wet hair as he gently reached out and pushed the locks back to look into her beautiful blue eyes. Once again, he noticed how bright and soulful they were. Her eyes held her emotions, and he could see that she was terrified of him.
"You fell for it, Reds. I promise you, you won't forget it." He said smiling at her
"What are you talking about?" Kitty said gasping for air.
"I let you slip away, so that I could track you down, and we could…." He reached the collar of her blouse and traced the edge or her black vest as it curved down around her breast. "…..have a little fun."
Her blue eyes widen in fear as she realized what he meant. She suddenly swings and shoves him into the water and he loses his balance. She then gets to her feet and runs for his horse. Climbing onto the horse, she dug her heels into it's belly, causing it to bolt, only a few feet, until Jude grabbed the reins, forcing the animal to stop abruptly and buck violently. Kitty held on for dear life as she grabbed the reins and swung the leather at Jude, striking him in the face and arm. This only made him more determined to get her off the horse. He angrily grabbed her about the waist, pulling her off of the animal and dropping her unceremoniously onto the ground. Her last desperately attempt to run, was blocked because Jude Bonner was younger and stronger than her and very determined to have his way with the Marshall's beautiful woman. Grabbing her about the waist, he pulled her around to face him. Smiling at the small redhead, he grabbed her vest, ripping it from her body as though it were made of paper. Kitty swung at him, but he managed to dodge her fists, then pin them both behind her back with one hand. The other hand was busy ripping the high collar of her blouse and tugging the closures open, ripping the blouse down the front.
Looking at her breast heaving beneath the corrsette, he smiled. "My, my, Marshall Dillion sure does know how to pick his women, don't he?" His hard angry mouth descended on hers and she attempted to pull her hands free, only freeing one hand which she attempted to us to push him away. "It's time we got better acquainted, Reds."
"No!" She says trying to push him away. He lifts her into his arms and carries a thrashing Kitty over to the grassy area. He puts her down and pulls her arms behind her back as he kisses her again. This time, she bit down on his lip, causing it to bleed.
"Fight me all you want, Reds, I like it that way." He said shoving her down on the ground. He held her by the wrists with one hand, above her head and she struggled to pull free, not realizing that his other hand was busily wondering up her skirt and relieving her of her under-garments. She felt the thin material being ripped from her body.
"N-Noooooooo!" She cried as he brutally penetrated her. He gripped her leg, under her knee and pulled her knee up as he pounded into her, pulling his upper body up, so he is on his knees, then held her down with his hand on her throat, and his other hand grabbed her thigh and pulled her up his thighs, to meet him. Once again, he pounded into her. "Nooooooo! Nooooooooooo!" She cried as he continued. Desperately she swung at him, but her fists only struck his hard chest to no avail. Jerking his hips forward, he cried out his release, and his body slumped forward, on top of her. Kitty lay beneath him crying. He had accomplished what he set out to do. He had destroyed her. But he wasn't done yet. For quite some time, he lay on top of her, his breathing slowly returning to normal. She sobbed as he pulled his body up and slipped out of her, which made her cry out in discomfort. She pushed her skirt down to her knees and turned to her side. Slowly getting to her feet, she staggered a few feet away over to the huge log by the side. Kitty clung to the log, as she slumped over it and began to empty the contents of her stomach. Jude watched as her body heaved with this action. Crying, she held onto the log. Jude quietly got up from where he sat. Kitty suddenly felt his hand on her back and then he was pulling her skirt up over her hips again. She desperately attempted to sit up, but he held her in place. She cried out in pain, as his thick member penetrated her once again.