The three riders sat quietly watching the young couple emerge from the church. The man was perhaps twenty five years old and the girl no more than twenty one. The burly rider with a three day growth on his chin leaned from his horse and spoke to the closest bystander.

“Handsome pair.”

The spectator acknowledged the comment with a nod.

“Local?” the burly rider inquired.

The man looked up at the rough unshaven stranger and affirmed his inquiry with another nod and then qualified his answer by telling the stranger that the couple were the children of two local ranching families one of which also owned the local mercantile store.

The couple were receiving the congratulations from the assembled crowd as the three riders walked their horses past. The lead rider looked closely at the young bride. He smiled thinly.

When the three riders reached the edge of town they dismounted under some shade trees by the creek.

“We’ll wait here and see what direction that buggy takes,” Lance informed his two companions as he pointed to the happy couple who were moving toward their suitably decorated buggy.

“Shouldn’t we be going to the saloon to talk to one of the girls boss?” Bull queried

“Not just yet Bull, I have another idea.” Both his companions looked at him quizzically as he stared at the wedding party. Skinny was the first to speak when he realized what Lance had in mind.”

“We gonna take the girl boss?”

“Yah! .. We’ll take the girl. Much better a fresh young filly than a tired old whore from the saloon, I reckon.”

“But that’s kidnapping boss, getting a whore to come back with us is one thing but forcing a farmers wife to come back to the ranch is something else.”

Lance didn’t say anything but continued to watch the activity outside the little church. After about twenty minutes the buggy was drawn up alongside the young people with the indication that they would head east. Lance looked at the sun and guessed that it was about three thirty. He nodded to the other two men to remount and they set off in a wide arch. that took them clear of the town in the apposite direction to that taken by the wedding party. Just before they lost site of the church Lance looked back to confirm that the buggy had indeed headed east.

The hill to the south of the town allowed them to travel unseen until they rejoined the road several miles on the east side of the town. The three men kicked their horses into a gallop. If Lance was right he could use the hangman’s rock and the surrounding scrub to spring an ambush.

Ten minutes after arriving at the hangman’s rock Lance herd the unmistakable sound of buggy wheels approaching. He listened carefully for a sign of other horses but herd none. Lance had guessed that their would be a party, probably at one of the families ranch houses. The guests would be somewhere behind the bride and groom, how close he didn’t know but guessed that it would be a discreet distance.

Moments later the buggy and its two young occupants swung into view. In the practiced move of cowboys Lance and Bull spurred their horses alongside the buggy. At the same moment Bull had grabbed the rains from the surprised occupants. Then a cry from Skinny sent a warning to the men.
“A big bunch of riders about a mile back boss,” the thin man spurred his horse over the low embankment.

This story will take a while to get to the beasty bits but I hope you can go the journey.

Now the story will be told in first person by Jane

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Urgently the one they called boss and the burley one steered the buggy from the road. Paul and I sat stunned and afraid, too surprised to say anything.

“Quick take them over the rise yonder, keep heading south, about a mile, I’ll remove the signs of the horses and buggy,” the leader ordered

In what was only moments the buggy was whisked out of sight.

When Lance rejoined the other two bandits we were moving quickly south across the open range that was so well grassed that we were showing no dust for the following party to see.

“They’ll keep heading along the road, they were keeping a discreet distance behind the love birds so they wont realise that they have gone missing for quite some time,” The leader advised his cronies, then indicated they should switch to the South West. Paul was made to ride one of the bandits horses and the one called Lance drove the buggy. It was almost midnight before he called a halt.

“We’ll stop here for an hour or so and water the horses, there’s some green pick here as well, give them a chance to freshen up.”

It was only now that the leader spoke to us directly. After a quick exchange of words to determine our names he introduced himself and his friends.

“We only want you,” he pointed to me then addressed Paul “You stranger have two options, we can shoot you or set you free. I’ll need your word that you wont tell the inevitable posse that comes after us where were heading, Case if you do and we have to run for it we will have to kill the girl.”

“I’m not leaving my wife,” Paul stood defiant.

“One way or the other you will, It’s your choice.”

Although, standing defiant and hugging me close, Paul was no hero. In the shadowy moonlight his lips and hands trembled. I pressed his hand to reassure him but could not speak.

“What do you want with us?” I managed my voice trembled.

“Not us sweet thing, you,” Lance pointed directly at me but did not elaborate before turning on his heals to walked over to his companions.

“O.K. we have to get moving, Gotta make as much distance before they find our tracks,” Lance had tied brush to the back of the buggy but he new a good [SPAM] would find the brush trail. “You mister what’s it to be, do I shoot you or leave you here.”

Clearly Paul had no option and his shoulders sank even further.

“It’s O.K. darling get the sheriff as quick as you can, I’d just die if they shot you. Go, go quickly.”

The small convoy, now one less continued to move southwest until Lance was sure that Paul had not followed or could see or hear us. It was only then that we swung south still brushing our trail. Just before sun up we stopped again to spell the horses. Lance approached me as I sat in the buggy.

“Down girl we give the horses a spell here,” Lance grabbed the rug from the buggy and taking me by the arm directed me to a grassy spot on the river bank. The men prepared a meal and ate it with few words being exchanged. Lance offered me some food but I declined and he didn’t insist. Finished, Lance pushed the tin plate aside and wiped his palms along his trouser legs.

“Now girl we have some business to discuss. If your wondering why we abducted you, and Iexpect you are, it’s to work for us at our ranch.”

I had been expecting the worst was surprised and partly relieved. “Work?” I couldn't imagine what work he would want me to do.

“Yes, special work,” Lance paused for effect “I don’t know if you will be good at it but from the first time I saw you I had a hunch that you will be.” Lance was now playing with my emotions and he waited for my reaction.

“What do you mean?” my voice wavered, For a brief moment I had been relieved but now I was frightened once more.

“Well...” Lance again paused, “your going to work as a whore at our ranch.”

I just stared back at the evil man. Moments earlier I had felt I would be spared from what I had grown to suspect would be my fate, now I went cold with fear and my vision blurred. The last thing I remembered was swaying forward in a faint.

I slowly came around and lance was offering me a coffee. I knocked it from Lances hand

“You can’t... can’t make me do that” I spluttered “I wont I.. I just wont.”

“That’s what you say, now, but what choice do you have?” He raised his eyebrows.

“I’ll...I’ll kill myself, that’s what Ill do, I’ll kill myself.” I was blustering and the man new it.

Lance looked at me intently. I was behaving like a trapped rabbit not knowing which way to run. “You wont kill yourself girl not now, not ever, that takes courage.”

“You think I don’t have courage?” I spat.

Lance kept calm, “I’m sure you do but not the kind of courage or desperation that it takes to kill yourself. You see, I think that your scared but you are smart. Yes, smart enough to understand that you have to do what your told. You don’t want to die isn’t that right”

“No! Its not right.” I spat back but I new he was right, perhaps I could find a way out of this mess somehow.

“OK ...ok lets see if I’m right. Lets see what your made of, Undress ” Lance directed “this is where your training starts.”

I just stared at the bandit. Finally I spoke with some defiance. “What did you say?”

“You herd me lady, get your cloths off” Lances tone had changed. He had clearly decided it was time to show me that he was in charge and I would do anything he told me to do.

“No!” But even as I refused my defiance was wavering in the face of Lances determined look

“The hard way or the easy way, take ‘em off yourself or I’ll have Shorty and Bull take them off for you.”

“What are you going to do?” I was sure I new but asked anyway.

“Well now, what sort of question is that for a bride on her honeymoon? I’m going to screw you of course. Then Shorty and Bull is going to have a turn” Then sarcastically “If that’s O.K. by you. Or do you want to kill yourself instead.”


end of Chapter 1
To be continued

All good things come to those that wait. Great first chapter and I hope the wait for chapter 2 will not be too long.

great start this one's going to be another fantastic story i can just tell :wub: :wub: :whistling:

wow another great start roo

really nice start...can't wait for the rest

It looks like a good start, keep it coming


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i'm hooked already

hello...?

Where is the rest of this story...my plot was just starting to thinken...:)

CHAPTER 2

I was trapped and Lance was right, I didn’t want to die and I wouldn’t kill myself.

“Undress!” Lance snapped.

Seeing the change in Lances demeanor and realising the futility of my resistance I stood and turned my back to the men and undressed. The three men drew sharp audible breaths.

Now naked and covered in goose bumps I stood in the cold early morning light.

I stood for perhaps a half a minute waiting on a command. When it didn’t come I sank awkwardly to the Buggy Rug without being told.

“Turn around girl,” Lances instructed.

Again the men gaped as they looked at my firm upturned breasts with tight puffy nipples.

If I had any doubts as to my fate, and I now didn't, the site of Lance quickly removing his pants and boots altered that. His erection was firm thick and long. It was the first time I had seen a man naked. He unbuttoning his shirt but didn't remove it. Then in two quick strides he joined me on the rug, he to was shivering in the cold morning air.

Lance pressed close to me and placed two large hairy paws on my shoulders. I trembled at his contact and I new the big man could feel it.

“Girl you are the most beautiful women I have ever seen,” The hard edge in his voice had gone as he stumbled through his words. I was looking directly into the mans face but couldn’t hold my stare and lowered my eyes at his candid observation. Immediately I wished that I hadn’t. His penis was growing before my eyes. The skin covering the penis tip pulled back revealing a reddish crown with a slit in the top like a flashy eye.

Lance followed my eyes and then looked back at me. “ You a virgin girl?”

He then took hold of the penis shaft and pulled the remaining covering skin back to reveal the helmet of the stiffening weapon that was looking back at me. .

God he’s going to put that thing inside me I thought and shuddered.”

“Ah... What, what did you say?” I lifted my head quickly. I really hadn’t herd what he had said as I was so engrossed in my own fears and thoughts.

“Has any man had you afore.”

I again lowered my eyes and shook my head, I thought of lying but decided it was best not to, “No, no they haven’t, no one” I shook my head firmly.

For a moment Lance just looked me up and down. I had begun to shiver from the combination of cold and fear. He eased me back onto the rug. I didn’t resist but had kept my legs close together. The man now forced a large paw between them and I parted slightly . His large rough and hairy hands traced the outline of my firm figure. His touch was surprisingly lite even gentle. I shuddered at the mans touch. Lance worked his hand toward my groin and as he did I tried to clamp my legs closed. He wasn't going to let me resist, not even a little, as he forced them apart once more with his great paw.

I gasped and held my breath as Lance cupped my mound and slid one thick finger along my groove. I stiffened and grew tense. “Relax girl, you’ll enjoy it.”

Slowly the thick digit rubbed into my crevice then parted the inner folds. I didn’t resist as the burly man worked his finger into me slowly. His mouth lowered onto one of my firm puffy nipple the contact made me gasp audibly. With the mans finger delving into my opening and his lips and tongue working against my nipple I began writhing gently. I had never felt these feelings before. I felt that I should resist but I was trapped.

At the moment Lance was not being rough but if I resisted it could be much worse for me. There was certainly no one to protect me from these disgusting men. I must protect myself the best way I could. I tried to tell myself that this was no different to what I would have been doing on my wedding night. That would have been with a man that I loved but I could keep my eyes closed and pretend it was my husband.

Lance continued to fondle me and suck and lick my breasts in turn. I was responding to his attention as two fingers delved deep into me the ball of his thumb massaged the nub at the top of my folds. He had drawn me close and the warmth of his body was both welcome and unwelcome. I was now very wet and the sloping noise of Lances finger pumping in and out of my tight wet hole could be herd for some distance. I flushed with embarrassment and glanced at the other two bandits that I was told would be next. They were now leaning against a large granite boulder watching lustfully . Both men had there belts loosened and their pants showed clearly visible erections.

shuddered again as Lance buried his head into the curve of my neck kissing me wetly but without aggression. I was surprised at the burly mans gentleness considering he could have been as aggressive as he liked. I had expected him to be rougher.

Without conscious thought I had began to respond with little moaning sounds. I could smell the scent of my sex and I knew Lance could smell the wet women smell as well. He stirred and lifted one leg between my open thigh and I new he would wait no longer. In a swift move he had eased himself over my tiny white form and when I opened my eyes I was looking into his hairy shoulder..

I closed my eyes again knowing what was coming next. The sky was blocked from my view as the man settled himself into the saddle of my spread thighs. Huge arms came under mine as he pulled me hard against his hairy chest. I could feel his warm rigid penis on my stomach.

“You ready girl, my balls are aching?”he grunted crudely

“Please don’t.” I shivered noticeably but not from the cold as I made what I new to be a futile request.”

“Open wider,” he commanded me.

When I didn’t respond immediately Lance spread his knees and forced my legs wider. I felt his warm rigid member slide backward and seat into my groin. I gasped in expectation. Immediately he began prodding in short stabs, searching for my wet crotch.

I felt his stiffness jab at then press firmly against my soft wet opening, I again drew a sharp breath. Lance lifted slightly. Several prods later he was struggling to find the soft opening into my sheath.

I sensed that Lance was growing impatient. He reached between our bodies and spread my dripping vaginal flaps, to expose my red moistness. With his index and forefinger he guided himself into my entrance before removing his hand.


“Ah ...don’t hurt me please,” I begged softly I was about to be taken. A loan tear rolled down my cheek as Lance pressed forward. “Ahrr”I gasped a startled moan at the first intrusion. I was tight, Lance withdrew a little then re-entered. This time I just grimaced as he entered. Several more short entry thrust and I had become more receptive. I bit my lip hard from the slight pain. My head rolled from side to side as Lance began to pump in and out, slowly. I herd myself whimpering softly. Then, after less than a minute, Lance stopped thrusting and groaned. I opened my eyes and could see him gritting his teeth and obviously straining for control.

Lance sighed loudly and swore.

I felt a warm bubbling sensation in my vagina spreading and new Lance had spilled his seed. Lance humped quickly, almost savagely, several times and I whimpered at the realisation of what had happened. Then Lance slumped onto me. He again groaned as his last spirt of seed splashed into the tiny pink body. I was for a moment supporting his entire weight. He must have understood what he was doing for with a “sorry” he rolled from my pron form.

Immediately I felt my vagina leaking. It dribbled down my behind and onto the blanket beneath me. Lance lay beside me recovering his breath. I was thinking was that all there was to it when he spoke

“Jesus you are tight girl, even for your first time. Thats the quickest I ever came.” then Lance Called out, “Skinny you want a piece?” Skinny was completely naked and moving in for his turn

“No Lance please,”

“Get used to it girl,” he advised as he rose from the blanket.

well kangaroo another hot start to a great story thanks so much for the post can not wait for the next post :rock: :devil2:

Another nice one Kangaroo..

Colleen