Macumba Killer by Lou Cameron

Author:Lou Cameron
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zombies, pulp fiction, mens adventure, renegade, lou cameron, captain gringo, dick walker, ramsay thorn
Publisher: Piccadilly Publishing

Chapter Nine

It was hard to sleep with all that noise going on. Captain Gringo tried to turn over in bed and block it out. But he couldn’t turn and he realized he wasn’t in bed or even laying down. So he opened his eyes.

That seemed like a terrible mistake, but as his aching head cleared he kept his eyes open anyway. He was tied upright to a post in a firelit clearing. The sky above was pitch black, so he knew he’d been out for hours. The noise was coming from a nearby drum and the naked people squatting in a circle around him looked more like his idea of Black Caribs. They had nothing on but strings of seashells and mahogany skin oiled with butter or something. Their features were more Indian than Negroid but one guy had kinky hair, with what looked like a human femur through his top knot. Whoever was whamming the drum was behind Captain Gringo, out of his line of vision. He was facing what seemed to be the mouth of a cave in a low cliff of coral rock. The natives seemed to be’ expecting something to come out of the cave. They apparently hadn’t invited the zombies to the show, whatever it was to be. Captain Gringo glanced down. He still had on his pants and tarred boots. They hadn’t piled brush around the post, so they weren’t going to burn him at the stake at least. They’d ripped off his jacket, shirt, and shoulder rig. A damned mosquito was taking advantage of his bare chest and he saw other bites. They itched like hell, but he was in no position to scratch. His hands were bound tightly to his sides. He bent his knees to see if the stake had any give. It didn’t. He was stuck here until somebody cut him loose. None of his captors looked like they planned to.

Somebody must have signaled that he was conscious. The drum beat changed and the natives stared expectantly into the dark opening in the pale gray rock. Captain Gringo did, too. There was a teasing delay, then a figure moved out into the ruddy firelight and the natives gasped in awe. Captain Gringo gasped, too. He hadn’t expected a naked lady wrapped in the biggest fucking snake in the world.

She was a tall, shapely, jet black Negress with her head and everything else smooth shaven. Her ebony body had been oiled to gleam like patent leather and it contrasted starkly with the big boa constrictor coiled around her. She had the snake gripped just below its head, and it was hissing at her and darting its tongue as she blew in its face teasingly. He noticed she missed a beat while she half-pranced in place to the beat of the drum. She dug her nails into the snake with her free hand and adjusted the snake’s coil lower, over a hip bone. The monster was trying to squeeze the breath out of its tormenting mistress, but she knew how to handle it.

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