niggers/ZooTracker_Torrents/Petbooks/colleengetsaneducation.txt

Colleen Gets an Education by David Oberman (Lesbian sex, NC, Bestiality, Gangbang, Kidnap, Bondage)


This story is based on the characters from the ABC TV show, Dr. Quinn 
Medicine Woman. This is not meant as an infringement on their copyright 
of the series, but fulfills the fantasy of mature audiences only.

(This story contains scenes of sex, rape, kidnap, gang-bang, lesbian, 
bondage and bestiality.)

P.S. the use of the word negro is not meant to be derogatory in any 
way, but was part of the vocabulary of the time period this story 
unfolds in.

If these topics disturb you in any way, do not read on. If on the other 
hand, you enjoy such situations, enjoy.


Colleen Gets An Education
by David Oberman
d_oberman@hotmail.com

Part one
The Heist

The forest had been ablaze a few miles away from Colorado Springs for 
weeks now. All of the men and some of the women have been gone just as 
long fighting the flames in an attempt to save the town from 
destruction. Horace continued manning his telegraph, calling out on a 
regular basis for more manpower to fight the fires. Thanks to his 
diligence, over fifty new bodies have shown up in town in the past 
week. Some from the U.S. Cavalry, the others from mines and the 
railroad workers.

Dr. Mike, Colleen, Grace and Theresa also remained in town to treat the 
injuries at the Clinic as they came in. The Clinic at present had 
fifteen patients. Most of them were not serious, but bad enough to 
remove them from the fire line. Dr. Mike was on the ground level 
treating a fractured leg that was brought in recently. Theresa Maria 
Conchita Slicker, Jake's new bride and the town's schoolteacher, was 
tearing cloth for bandages when not assisting anybody else.

Colleen Cooper, Dr. Mike's sixteen-year-old adopted daughter, was 
upstairs assisting in changing dressings from burn injuries. As always, 
whenever she was helping out in the Clinic, her hair was tightly done 
up in a bun, hiding its full length and softness.

Grace was over at her restaurant preparing the food for the patients as 
well as for the front lines. So far they had been very fortunate. No 
serious injuries needed to be treated during this crisis. But with all 
of the help coming from around the Territory, hope was high that this 
crisis may soon come to an end.

"Colleen! Can you come down please?" Dr. Mike called out.

"Coming Ma," Colleen replied.

"Theresa, I'll need both of you for setting this leg," Michaela 
instructed.

"But of course doctor," Was Theresa's response.

Setting aside the bandage rolls that she was preparing, Theresa joined 
Dr. Mike next to the examination table just as Colleen entered the 
office.

"Colleen. Theresa. You'll have to hold down Mr. Higgins while I set his 
broken leg," Dr. Mike instructed.

"OK Ma," was Colleen's reply.

"I understand doctor," Theresa responded.

Speaking to Mr. Higgins, the patient, Michaela Quinn tried to reassure 
him before proceeding.

"Now Mr. Higgins, I know this is going to hurt, but we have to set your 
leg correctly so that it can heal properly."

With those instructions in mind, Mr. Higgins grabbed his belt and 
placed it in his mouth and started biting hard on it. With her typical 
smile as a sign of approval, Dr. Quinn proceeded in setting the broken 
bones. After much grunting and struggling from all concerned the bone 
was finally set. After the splint and bandages were wrapped they helped 
Mr. Higgins up to one of the empty cots so that he can rest.

After assuring themselves that all of the patients were resting 
comfortably, all three women returned to the Clinic's office. Colleen 
and Theresa proceeded in cleaning up the examination area while Dr. 
Quinn updated all of her records.

After they had finally caught up with all of their work, it was nearing 
dinner time.

"Ma, I'm going over to Grace to get us some dinner before another rush 
hits us, OK?" Colleen suggested.

"That's an excellent idea Colleen," her mother replied.

"Yes, I could also do with some nourishment," Theresa echoed.

************

While everybody was busy at their responsibilities, three riders rode 
into the town and headed straight to Preston's small Bank. These were 
the Ferguson's, a small gang of robbers, that were also kin. The leader 
was Samuel Ferguson, along with his son Billy and nephew Jeremiah. When 
they caught sight of the heavy smoke from the forest fire, some days 
back, these men assumed correctly that any town in it's path would more 
than likely be deserted.

Colorado Springs was the fourth town that they've plundered in the past 
week. So far they'd managed to empty two bank safes, while the other 
two were evacuated before they had arrived. This had put them in a foul 
mood and they were looking towards compensation from this hick town.

Dismounting they checked through the windows to see if anybody was 
inside. Seeing that it appeared empty they broke down the backdoor, and 
headed straight to the safe. Seeing it locked up was an encouraging 
sign for them. For if it had been emptied, the Bank manager wouldn't 
have bothered closing it up.

Billy, the youngest of the three was also their safe cracker. Somehow 
he had a natural knack to it. While he was busy at the safe, his father 
and cousin were keeping watch at the windows. As always it only took 
him a few minutes to get the right combination of the lock.

As he was opening the large door, it gave out a loud creaking groan. 
This caused the other two to turn around and be distracted from their 
vigil.

It was just at this time that young Colleen Cooper was leaving the 
Clinic and crossing the street heading for Grace's kitchen.

*************

As Colleen closed the door of the Clinic behind her and stepped down 
the porch in the direction of Grace's, she heard what she thought to be 
a door creaking. Looking around she couldn't see where it could've come 
from, so she resumed her walk.

Then, from the corner of her eye, she thought that she saw movement 
from inside of the Bank. She thought this very strange, for Preston was 
at the fire line with all of the rest of the townspeople. Colleen 
decided to check and make sure that everything was all right.

From inside the Bank, Jeremiah warned his kin's that someone was 
heading towards them. As they ducked into hiding behind the various 
furniture's, Jeremiah continued to observe Colleen's approach. At 
seventeen, she had developed a body of a beautiful woman. He couldn't 
help but notice the smooth curves of her young body.. Despite the 
layers of clothing of the period, it did not hide the curve of her 
breast line.

'God! Just look at them titties,' he thought to himself, before ducking 
behind the door, out of sight.

Colleen reached the front of the Bank and peered inside. Not seeing 
anything out of the ordinary, she turned and started back towards 
Grace's. Just then, Samuel accidentally knocked over a vase inside.

With just a look in Jeremiah's direction, he nodded towards the door. 
Jeremiah understood the instructions immediately as meaning, 'grab 
her.' Bursting out the door he grabbed Colleen across her chest with 
one arm, while muffling her scream with his other hand.

Colleen's eyes popped wide as she was grabbed from behind. Trying to 
yell out an alarm, just as this man's hand fell over her mouth. She 
could feel herself being dragged back inside of the Bank.

Waiting at the door is Samuel with a gag and rope to bind her with. As 
soon as they entered the doorway, both Samuel and Jeremiah busied 
themselves tying her hands and gagging her mouth. Colleen could do 
nothing but look on and fear for herself and the others still in the 
town, Ma, Theresa, Grace and Horace.

While these two were busy binding her, she could see another, young 
Billy, filling saddlebags with cash from the open safe. When he finally 
turned around, he let out a low whistle.

"Watch'a gonna do with her, Pa?" He inquired.

"Gonna leave her behind?" Jeremiah asked.

"Tha'd be best, boys," was Samuel's answer.

"Maybe we should take her along," Jeremiah interjected. "You know. As a 
hostage. Just in case."

"I don' know. What do you think Billy?" Samuel asked his son.

"I think tha'd be best, Pa," Billy told him.

"Fine, we'se taken her then," he agreed. "Jeremiah, yu be responsible 
for her. Don' let her loose, ya hear."

"I hear ya, uncle Sam."

**********************

Dr. Mike was beginning to wonder what was taking Colleen so long with 
dinner, and stepped out the doorway looking around for her. As Theresa 
joined her outside they noticed Grace crossing over with some of the 
food. So they stepped back inside thinking that Colleen must be 
following behind.

A minute later Grace came in and joined them.

"Is Colleen coming with the rest?" Asked Theresa.

"Why I haven't seen her all morning Miss Theresa," was Grace's reply.

This statement shocked Dr. Mike into action. She burst out of the 
Clinic running, followed by the others close behind. Just then the Bank 
robbers came bursting out of the backdoor of the town Bank, dragging a 
tied Colleen. They stood by helplessly as all they could do was watch 
as Colleen was forced up onto the extra horse that Billy got for her, 
and they galloped out of town.

"Nnoooo! Colleeeenn!" Was all Michaela could do, as she crumpled to the 
ground.

Theresa was the first to take any action. She turned and ran over to 
the telegraph office to tell Horace to send a call for help. That the 
Bank had been robbed and that Colleen Cooper was their hostage.

Grace, after making sure that Dr. Mike was all right, headed for the 
coral to get on a horse and headed towards the fire line for help. Dr. 
Mike just starred blankly ahead, sitting on the porch where Grace had 
lead her.

**************

The Ferguson gang hadn't even noticed the commotion on the street 
behind them. They just wanted to get as far away and hide out for a 
couple of days. And with the young woman that they grabbed with them, 
they felt comfortable that they could stave off any pursuit if need be.

They rode for three hours through the woods before finally slowing 
down. They kept on for another couple of hours just to make sure before 
stopping to make camp.

When they finally stopped, they dragged Colleen down from her mount and 
tied her to a large tree next to them. It was Jeremiah's turn to cook. 
Billy was glad.

"At least you can cook," he exclaimed.

"Are yuh insultin' mu cookin' boy?" Was his father's jibe.

"Yup!" Billy sassed back, laughing.

After they had eaten Samuel walked over to his captive to talk.

"If'n you promise not to run off I'll untie yuh?" He explained to her, 
as he pulled down her gag.

Wetting her lips before responding only made her more desirable in 
Jeremiah's eyes.

"I... I promise," Colleen stammered. "Can you please untie me now. It 
hurts."

Samuel reached behind his belt and came back with a huge knife and cut 
her bindings. Colleen rubbed her wrists to get the circulation back. As 
she started getting up she was surprised to see a hand presenting 
itself to her to help. Looking up she saw that it was the one named 
Jeremiah.

After considering it, she decided that it would be best not to alienate 
any of them, so she accepted the assistance. As she was escorted to the 
campfire, young Billy offered her a plate of food and a cup of coffee. 
She accepted them both graciously.

She hadn't realized how hungry she was. It then occurred to her that 
she hadn't eaten anything in over eight hours. As she continued eating, 
the three thieves huddled together in discussion. Colleen didn't pay 
them any mind.

"What'cha gonna do wit her now, Pa?" Asked Billy.

"I say we pleasure ourselves," Jeremiah suggested. "I mean, have yuh 
seen that body?"

"Can we Pa?" Billy asked enthusiastically.

Pondering this notion Samuel turned rubbing his chin as he was watching 
his captive near the campfire.

'She is quite a vision.' The old man observed. 'And Billy ain't been 
with a woman yet. Sure why not!'

"OK. That's what we be doin' then," he told his kin's. "But yuh follow 
muh directions. Understood boys?"

"Sure uncle Sam," Jeremiah answered with glee.

"Yahoo!" Was all that Billy could say.

Turning back and surrounding her started to get Colleen worried. After 
seeing that she had finished her meal, Billy removed the fixings from 
her hands, and returned back to the circle. Samuel took her by the 
shoulder and had her stand up again.

"Now look here Missy," he started.

"Colleen," she corrected. "Colleen Cooper."

"Fine. Misssss Cooper," he said with spite. "We been on the run now the 
better part of a month an' we need some distractin'. And we all figured 
you's it."

"Wha... What do you mean?" She asked, concern showing on her face.

"Just what he said," Jeremiah chided in. "We's want company an' yu just 
volunteered."

The realization of the statements just sank in and she turned to try 
and escape. But since she was encircled, she was easily prevented from 
doing so.

"Now listen here Misss Cooper. I'll have none of that. Either you 
behave or I'll knock yuh out. Yuh understan' me?"

"Ye... Yes," she answered meekly.

"Fine, now you stand up straight on the other side of the fire and yuh 
stay there," he ordered. "Understood."

Colleen walked over to where she had been told and stood there, too 
scared to do otherwise. Samuel told his youngsters to sit and make 
themselves comfortable for the show he had in mind. So they all sat 
back and looked at their prisoner across from the fire. The glow 
cascading over her features was erotic in a way.

Now that they were settled down, Samuel was ready to begin with his 
instructions.

"Now Misss Cooper. Let's start with yur hair," he started. "Why don' 
yuh show us what yuh truly look like."

Colleen slowly complied with his command and undid the bun, letting her 
shoulder length brown hair cascade down to drape itself around her soft 
neck and shoulder.

"Now tha's nissse," the leader lisped. "Now then, I want yuh to start 
peeling off them clothes of yours nice and slow like. Yuh can start 
with the shoes."

Colleen hesitated, not sure if she should go through with these vile 
men's demands.

"Yuh gonna do it yourself," he growled at her. "Or do yuh wanna have 
Jeremiah do it for ya?"

"But slow," Samuel leered at her. "We got all night here."

"Make her do it," Billy said excitedly.

But still Colleen hesitates at their demands. It just wasn't proper for 
a woman to undress in front of any man.

Jeremiah pulls out his large Bowie knife and flips it through her hair. 
Then draws it near her throat in a threatening manner.

"Now take off your clothes," he hissed at her. "Now undress! Start with 
the shoes."

Colleen reluctantly slipped her dainty feet out of her shoes and let 
them drop to the ground.

"Stockings," Samuel continued.

Again Colleen complied and sat on a boulder and one at a time removed 
her black stockings from her slim legs. The three bandits were 
salivating at the mere sight of her naked calves, before she dropped 
her skirt back down to cover herself.

"That there shirt thing now," he leered at her. "Peel it off."

Colleen couldn't believe her hears. Was this animal telling to undress 
in front of the three strange men.

"Please, no," she pleaded. "Not that."

"Listen here Missy. Iffen yuh don', then I'll cut yur clothes off an' 
leave yu naketh in the woods," he told her harshly. "Now yuh start 
gettin' them thingys off right now.".

She followed his instructions without further back talk. Slowly, 
enticingly she unfastened one button after another, working her way 
from the high neck collar, until she reached the last. This opened the 
front of her shirt, exposing the corset and camisole that were 
squeezing her tits towards the top, forming a deep cleavage that 
pleased the three lecherous men.

"Slower. An' from the top," Samuel instructed.

With trembling hands, she reached behind her to undo the bow that held 
her skirt. After having undone the bow, she reluctantly let the skirt 
slip down her white petticoat. This drew lewd catcalls from her 
captors.

"Now, I don't have to tell yuh what's next, do I?" Samuel continued 
with his directions.

Resigning herself to the inevitable, Colleen reached behind her and 
unfastened her skirt ant lets it slip down to her feet. Leaving with 
only her underthings to hide her body from their leering eyes. Her 
modesty instinctively had her hands trying to close the front of her 
shirt.

"Tut, tut, tut. Now yu know better 'an that," Samuel critiqued her.

She immediately dropped her hands to her side.

"Hav'er take it off, Pa," Billy was getting impatient.

"Patience Boy. I'm a doin' this for yuh, yuh know," his father told 
him. "Yuh'll enjoy it more this way."

"Now Missy. What do ya think should go next," Samuel asked.

'God! He's trying to humiliate me.'

Colleen was beginning to see where this was heading. But what choice 
did she have. She was going to have to play along if she was to get 
back home.

"My under-sh... shirt," she stammered.

"Good answer. Well, go ahead then," he applauded her submission. 
'Things should go easier from now on,' he thought to himself.

"C'mon," Billy shouted impatiently. "C'MON!"

Colleen proceeded in removing her under-shirt. First one arm, then the 
other, while trying to cover her front as much as possible. Jeremiah, 
who was indeed enjoying the show, had picked up a long twig to twist. 
But seeing Colleen's reluctance, whipped it across her hands. The 
stinging sensation of that whipping twig was enough to convince her to 
not conceal her treasures. Exposing the front of her corset to the lewd 
men caused her to blush furiously. Catcalls came from each of the three 
bank robbers. Her breast seemed to want to surge out of its top.

"How you enjoyin' this cusin, uh?" Jeremiah asked. "UH?"

Young Billy was starting to salivate, for what was to come. Colleen 
also noticed the bulges building up in each of their crotches. Soon 
after, she was blushing again, as all three started rubbing themselves 
there. This caused her to blush to an even a brighter tone to her 
cheeks.

"Get that petticoat off," was Samuel's next order.

Going this far started Colleen to whimper as she reached behind the tie 
strings. As with most dresses of the period, she was wearing two layers 
of petticoat. The first one went sliding to the ground, and she 
proceeded to the next. This one she hesitated too long as she felt the 
sting from Jeremiah's twig once more.

This left her exposed in her under garment, meaning her shoes, knee 
socks, knickers, camisole and corset. For the first time in her young 
life, men were seeing her calves almost completely exposed. But she 
expected that it wouldn't stop here, and she would be right.

"My! My! My! Don' we have nice legs under there," observed Jeremiah. 
"Wha' do yuh think Billy?"

"They sure are purdy!" Was his only response.

"Too skinny for my likin'," Samuel retorted. "But she'll do."

They're approval of her looks pleased Colleen. But it also disturbed 
her more that it did please her. In fact, she was getting a pleasurable 
feeling deep down inside her core. As Colleen continued observing her 
captors as they never stopped rubbing their crotch, she was amazed that 
she was having such an effect on these three toughened outlaws.

Samuel and Jeremiah, who had had women before, both noticed the damp 
spot that was starting to form at the front of her knickers. Billy was 
nudged into noticing it, but he couldn't figure out why the girl was 
peeing. His father would have to explain it to him later though. 
Colleen's breathing was getting shallower has her body chemistry was 
starting to take over.

For over five minutes Samuel just left her standing there in her 
undies. At first, Colleen thought that they wouldn't go any further, 
and she started to relax a bit. Then she was brought back to reality 
when she heard Samuel clearing his throat.

"OK gurly. Time to lose them knickers now," he ordered.

She closed her eyes as she slowly proceeded to take off her under 
pants. For these, she realized that she would have to bend over to do 
this. Just as she was starting to bend at the waist, she was 
interrupted by Jeremiah.

"No!" He shouted out. "Turn around first," he told her.

"Good idea, nephew," Samuel looked over at Jeremiah and nodded. "You 
heard him gurl, turn around."

Colleen did as she was told and resumed to remove her knickers. Bending 
over in order to slip them through her feet exposed her naked ass for 
all to see. She didn't take this into consideration when bending over, 
but turned abruptly when they commented on her two holes that were now 
on display.

Once more, this brought retribution from Jeremiah and his damnable 
twig. This time though, he managed to strike the naked flesh of her 
thigh. This stung more than ever, being so close to her vaginal lips. 
Lips that she hadn't even dared touch with her own hands except while 
washing herself.

"Don' disobey us again, or else we'll burn up them purdy clothes of 
yurs," Threatened Billy.

Colleen nodded in terrified agreement.

"Good!" Samuel said. "Besides we're almost done."

In the cold of the night, Colleen's body was getting goose pimples all 
over, which brought guffaws of laughter from her tormentors. Billy 
mentioned that she was starting to look like a plucked chicken, and 
Jeremiah responded by pointing out that they were plucking her. This 
brought out more laughter. During all this time she kept shivering in 
the night air.

"Boys, boys," he admonished his youngsters for their exuberance. "We 
ain't done yet."

Turning back to Colleen he then proceeded with the coup-de- grace.

"Now gurl. Time to take off that there nuisance of a top."

Colleen was very reluctant at this last vestige of clothing protecting 
her virtue, but she started to slowly unlace the front of it 
nonetheless. Slowly, but exuberantly her breast were being exposed to 
the leering view of three desperadoes and she was helpless to prevent 
it. Killing herself was not an option in her upbringing.

When Colleen reached the point where her camisole was only being held 
together by the bottom and last loophole, Samuel got up, reached for 
the lace and pulled mightily, which popped open the corset and 
completely exposed her now naked firm breast to their gawking eyes.

As a well brought up young lady, thanks to Dr. Mike, she instinctively 
crossed her arms across her breast to cover them. This brought a slap 
across the face from Samuel that was standing next to her. It also had 
Jeremiah whipping her behind with that blasted twig.

"I told yuh not to do that no more," Samuel said angrily.

"So... sorry," she replied, fighting back the tears.. "It won't happen 
again. Please don't hurt me," she pleaded.

"Jeremiah, c'mere," ordered Samuel.

"Sure thing unc'," he leaped up expecting to have first crack at 
Colleen.

Jeremiah was walking up towards Colleen while unbuckling his belt.

"Keep yur pants on boy," Samuel told him. "Just grab one of her arms 
and hold tight."

Reluctantly he did as he was told and grabbed one arm, while his uncle 
grabbed the other and held her in an outstretched position. Samuel then 
called on his son to come to have a closer look at what he was about to 
receive for his birthday.

"C'mere boy. Cop a feel of them titties."

Billy did as he was told, squeezing, and mauling the young flesh of her 
breast.

"Good, good. Now yuh see them pointy tips, well yuh can go ahead and 
suck on those," he instructed his son.. "Don' worry, nothin's gonna 
piss outa 'em. She's too young yet, but she'll like it plenty. Go 
ahead, suck on 'em."

"Yeh Billy," chided Jeremiah. "Suck them titties before I do."

Billy did as he was told. He stuck out his tongue and started to lick 
her nipples, then proceeded to suck on them. This brought out an 
involuntary moan from Colleen's lips. Realizing that he was the cause 
of her moaning only encouraged him further. While he was sucking on 
one, he'd be squeezing the other in an almost painful manner.

As Billy continued mauling her chest, Colleen couldn't help but to 
squirm trying to escape this ravaging of her body. But the two strong 
men on either side had her firmly in their grasp. As they continued 
watching young Billy attacking her breast, the other two almost 
simultaneously had the same idea and started to kiss and lick her arms 
up to her shoulders. Then they each took turns inserting their tongues 
to her hears and alternating to her mouth.

Colleen had only experienced the gentlemanly kisses of Dr. Andrew Cook, 
her suitor in Colorado Springs. But these brutes where trying to invade 
her throat with their vile tongues. But as Billy continued to devour 
her breast, her body was getting more and more out of her control. She 
was actually starting to respond to their throat invasion.

After what seemed an eternity of this manipulation, Samuel ordered 
Billy that that was enough of that. His next lesson would be in a new 
area. Samuel told him to stick his hand in between her legs and to rub 
her there. Billy was reluctant to do so, saying that he didn't want to 
get her piss all over his hand. At this both of the elders burst out 
laughing.

"That ain' no piss, Boy," Jeremiah said laughing. "That be her love 
juice."

"That's right son," Samuel agreed. "Ain't nothin' better to make yuh 
intuh a man."

Hesitantly Billy started rubbing Colleen's cunt. He grimaced as his 
hand made contact with the dampness that was getting abundant, even 
before he had touched her.

"Don' fret son. Smell it. Lick it even," Samuel encouraged his son.

Billy brought his hand to his nose and sniffed. Finding the odor to be 
different but not unpleasant, he then licked some of it up. This he 
found really tasty, and so returned his hand to the source for more. He 
proceeded with gusto, which was almost tortuous to Colleen. He kept on 
alternating from her cunt to his mouth for so long that Colleen's knees 
were starting to buckle from exhaustion. She was literally being held 
up by the two elder Ferguson's.

"Give me a taste Billy," pleaded Jeremiah.

Billy reached out his hand to his cousin to let him have a taste, he 
then offered the same to his father on the other side.

"Yuh know what's even better Billy. Go right to the source. Lick her 
down there," Jeremiah urged him.

Billy, no longer concerned, took the suggestion wholeheartedly and 
pressed his lips to her vaginal lips.

This sudden intrusion to her nether region brought Colleen back to 
life. Never in her young life had anything even gotten close to that 
area of her body. Looking down and seeing only the top of young Billy's 
head made her head spin.

"Stick yur tongue deep in there boy," urged his father.

Billy did as he was instructed and stuck his tongue into her vaginal 
tunnel, licking the walls on either side alternately. Sending Colleen 
to new ecstatic heights.

While Billy was busy below, and Colleen was no longer offering any form 
of resistance, both Samuel and Jeremiah attacked a tit each. Colleen 
could barely stand by herself as she was being ravaged by three sets of 
lips. Two sucking furiously on her nipples, while the other continued 
to explore her insides.

After ten minutes of this ministration, they finally tired of this part 
of the game and sat back after releasing Colleen, upon which she simply 
collapsed to the ground from shear exhaustion. There she lay on her 
back, her chest rising and falling rhythmically with her breathing. 
This scene only gave new ideas to the three rapists/robbers.

"What do we do next, unc?" Queried Jeremiah.

"Well the boy still's gotta christen his dick, right," Samuel joked.

"Yeah, but I thinks she's a virgin. Maybe I should do her first," was 
Jeremiah's idea.

"Yuh're probably right," Samuel agreed. "We'll hold her while you do 
her."

Billy was nonplused. He didn't understand what the big deal was about 
her being a virgin. He couldn't understand that for her breaking 
through her virginity was gonna be painful as hell. He would've 
probably panicked at her screams. So he went along with his father and 
cousin's instruction, after all, they hadn't led him astray yet. So 
following his father's orders, he straddled her chest, pinning her arms 
beneath his legs, facing her head while Jeremiah undid his pants.

Colleen was just beginning to regain consciousness when she felt the 
added weight of Billy sitting across her chest. She started too 
struggle, but soon gave up and resigned herself to her fate. She then 
felt hands on her legs, trying to pry them open.

Though she first considered resisting, the punishments and the slaps 
from earlier made her comply. So she found herself willingly opening 
her legs for those hands, not yet realizing that something else was 
planned for her virgin pussy.

Suddenly, the hand on her legs disappeared, only to be replace by a 
body. From Dr. Mike's medical books, it suddenly dawned on her that 
someone was attempting to fuck her. She felt more experienced fingers 
than Billy's rubbing her clit, exciting her more. Causing her to 
lubricate her love tunnel.

The next thing that she felt against her vaginal lips was something 
warm and rubbery.

'It must be his penis,' she thought to herself.

Remembering the drawings in the medical journals, in which she had 
snuck a peek at whenever Dr. Mike would be out of the office. She 
recalled that the pictures showed them to be flaccid pieces of meat. So 
she wasn't prepared when the hard presence of a STIFF cock made itself 
felt. The texture of it against her pussylips was much different then 
what she had anticipated.

Then suddenly, without any warning, Jeremiah plunged his entire length 
deep into her, drawing out a painful yell from her lips, and also 
causing her to buck furiously. He had broken through her hymen in a 
single, devastating stroke. Almost tossing Billy off of her chest. But 
with her arms pinned, she had no leverage to offer any resistance. 
Colleen could feel the warmth around her entrance, not because of 
Jeremiah's presence, but rather from her own warm blood oozing out of 
her cunt from her lost virginity.

Jeremiah stayed motionless for a minute, so that she could get used to 
his size, then he started a slow in and out action. Driving his cock 
deeper into her crevasse. Colleen was responding as any good whore 
should. This surprised Jeremiah, but not Samuel. He knew from 
experience that every women has a point of no resistance, and he could 
see that they had succeeded in reaching this point with Miss Colleen 
Cooper.

"Get yur thingy out son," Samuel then chided in. "Let her have a 
taste."

To Billy, this sounded a bit perverse, but he obeyed his father with no 
objections. He unbuttoned the front of his pants and pulled out his 
rock hard dick. In fact, it had been hard for the better part of the 
past hour. Why, just watching Colleen's stripping had brought him to 
his full length of nine inches, which hadn't subsided any with time. He 
then bent it down so that it was in front on Colleen's face. But with 
her eyes closed since Jeremiah burst her cherry, she wasn't aware of 
it's presence yet.

"Hey gurl, open them eyes of yur's," Samuel told her. "We gotta a treat 
for ya."

Colleen obeyed and upon opening her eyes, she came face to cock with 
Billy's stiff prick. With every breath that she took through her nose 
she could smell his sex. Rather than being repulsed by the smell or the 
presence of the dick, she found herself curious about it.

Samuel got up next to her head and whispered into her hear.

"I want yuh to lick it gurly," he told her. "Lick it like yur life 
depended on it."

As he talked to her, she could feel the blade of his knife on her neck. 
And so, reluctantly, she stuck out her tongue and made contact with 
Billy's cock and pulled it back. The pressure of the knife blade made 
her stick her tongue out again.

"C'mon gurl," Samuel whispered once more. "Lick it all over."

Colleen raised her head higher so that she could make contact with more 
of that cock. The more of it that she tasted, the more that she found 
it pleasurable. She continued to minister her tongue all over the tip 
of Billy's cock.

Billy was finding this experience to be the best yet. He was enjoying 
it so much that instinct was starting to take over his own body. 
Without realizing it he was starting to rock back and forth. This 
action was pushing his cock steadily deeper into Colleen's mouth.

At first, she was considering removing her mouth from his member, but 
then she would feel a slight pressure from Samuel's blade and continue 
on. At the other end of her body, Jeremiah was continuing to fuck into 
her at a slow pace, which was also driving her up the proverbial wall. 
Then Jeremiah did something unexpected to her. While starting to 
increase the tempo of his fucking, he also started rubbing her clit 
with one of his hands. The combination was excruciating to her 
sexually.

Almost as if on cue, Billy forced even more of his prick into her 
mouth. Actually, he was getting so excited that he was holding onto her 
head and was fucking her mouth almost as fiercely as his cousin was 
attacking her pussy. At this point he was inserting five inches of his 
stiff member into her mouth, but because of the angle no more would go 
in.

Her sexual excitement was so high by now that Colleen wanted to be 
fucked. She wanted to taste Billy's juices, that she knew was coming. 
She wanted to cum.

Next to her head, she could hear encouragement from Samuel.

"That's right gurl," he was telling her. "Suck that jism outa my boy. 
Make a man of him."

Colleen was now sucking of her own free will. Licking the head, along 
the length, and then taking it back into her mouth for more sucking. 
Suddenly she felt an explosion down at her crotch. She could literally 
feel Jeremiah's cum as it was hitting her vaginal walls. After all, 
they had said that they hadn't had a woman in months. There was a lot 
of pent-up energy there.

Just then Billy exploded in her mouth. The first shot caught her by 
surprise, and she instinctively spit it out, but she found the taste 
not unpleasant. The next shot of jism sprayed her face with the creamy 
cum. When the next shot came she swirled it around in her mouth, 
savoring the flavor before, to her own surprise, swallowing it.

Samuel was enjoying this performance immensely. His son was on his way 
to being a man. But best of all the girl had finally surrendered 
herself completely. When his turn comes, there'll be no resistance, 
this he knew.

Billy continued shooting his load into Colleen's willing mouth. 
Jeremiah was still shooting into her pussy. And the final act, Colleen 
experienced her first orgasm. So powerful was it that she passed out 
with Billy still shooting in her mouth, but she continued to swallow 
instinctively.

Finally, both Jeremiah and Billy finished their own job. Samuel 
instructed them to tie Colleen's arms together at her back. Not at the 
wrist, but at the elbows.

They flipped the unconscious girl onto her stomach and proceeded to tie 
her arms as instructed with the laces from her own corset. It only took 
a few minutes to do it up to Samuel's satisfaction.

This forced her shoulders back, causing her pert young breast to jut 
out and away from her chest. It also forced her to suck in her stomach, 
which amplified the curves of her young body.

"Now tie her ankles together," he then told them. "We'll rest up till 
morning."

They then left Colleen unconscious and on her stomach that whole night.


Part Two
The Second Day

Back at Colorado Springs, Dr. Mike was getting desperate. It had been 
nearly sixteen hours since Colleen's abduction. But still no help had 
returned from the fire line, where Grace had gone for help.

Unfortunately, it couldn't have happened at a worse time, for the 
forest fire had broken the line and was more menacing to the town than 
it was yesterday. No one could be spared from the fire line, not even 
Sully.

Theresa and Horace had alternated watching the patients and Dr. Mike 
between them. For she was in no condition to do either. At the 
slightest sound outside, she'd run out expecting to see Sully, Matthew 
and a posse going after Colleen and her abductors. And each time it 
would take both Horace and Theresa to get her back inside.

The previous evening, while trying to console Dr. Mike, Theresa started 
caressing her shoulders and her arms. Once, she accidentally stroked 
Micheaella's breast, excusing herself. She was however surprised to 
hear Dr. Mike telling her not to stop. So she stroked one breast then 
the other, keeping an hear open for the approach of anybody. It 
wouldn't do her reputation or her relationship with Jake any good to be 
caught in such a deviant behavior.

Soon Dr. Quinn fell into a restless sleep, and Theresa was soon 
relieved by Horace till the next morning.

******************

As morning came at the Bank robbers camp Colleen was regaining 
consciousness while they were still sleeping. She awoke to find her 
face in the ground and unable to move. Her arms were bound tightly to 
her back, as were her ankles. She then realized that she was naked on 
the ground, and then she remembered the previous night. She started 
sobbing with shame. Shame at feeling pleasure from what these, these 
savages did to her.

Her sobbing woke one then the others from their slumber. Samuel got up 
and walked over to his prisoner and cut the bindings at her ankles. He 
then lifted her and sat her back down on her naked buttock. In this 
position they could appreciate her jutting tits that their bondage 
forced them into.

"So how was yur rest, sweety?" He asked sarcastically.

"Cou... could you untie my hands too, please," Colleen pleaded.

"Can' do that," Samuel responded. "We got more educatin' planned for ya 
today."

'Oh no!' Colleen was thinking of last night's experience. 'Not again.'

"Jeremiah. Billy. Get her primed," Samuel told his youg'ins. "Suck that 
pussy of her's."

Jeremiah and Billy looked at each other with wide grins on their faces 
and rushed over to Colleen's helpless form. Billy pushed her onto her 
back and noticed that her breast seemed bigger, just as his father had 
said they would because of her bound arms. This was too good to pass 
up, so Billy went for her tits.

Jeremiah on the other hand wanted a taste of that sweet young pussy. 
And so he busily buried his face into her cunt. This two prong attack 
on her body was enough to drive Colleen back to her whorish feelings of 
the previous evening.

Samuel allowed this to continue for a good fifteen minutes before 
calling of his boys. By then, they were both sporting raging hardons, 
as well as himself. And he was sure that the girl was now ready for 
further action. And so, he started giving out his instructions for his 
son's deflowering as well as his own turn.

"Jeremiah. Yuh get down on yur back," Samuel instructed. "She's gonna 
ride ya."

With glee Jeremiah loosened his cock from his pants and laid down on 
his back. Billy and Samuel picked up Colleen easily and started to 
lower her spread legs over Jeremiah's body. He was aiming for her 
pussy, until his uncle intervened.

"No, not there," the old man told him. "Yuh had her already. Today's 
Billy's turn. Go for her shit hole instead."

This was a strange development, even for Jeremiah, but he obeyed.

They continued to lower her, and Jeremiah aimed his stiff cock for 
Colleen's other hole. As the head of his cock made contact with her 
bung hole, Colleen came to the realization that something was not quite 
right here.

As Samuel and Billy started pushing her down, at the same time that 
Jeremiah was shoving up. Colleen was feeling the extreme pain of her 
first anal penetration. She escaped by visualizing Dr. Mike's medical 
journal. She could see an entry explaining enemas and she used that to 
justify the intrusion that was being perpetrated on her now. As she 
relaxed, the pain started giving way to pleasure. This development 
confused her more then ever.

'How can I be enjoying something like this?' She was starting to doubt 
her sanity.

After a few minutes of effort, Jeremiah's cock had fully penetrated her 
anal cavity. He was about to start fucking up to her when once more 
Samuel stopped him.

"What now?" Jeremiah was getting sick of this game.

"Now, lie her flat on her back," Samuel explained. "This way, Billy can 
get into her pussy."

Jeremiah was getting a mental picture now, and he was liking what he 
was seeing. So, following his uncles advice, he pulled Colleen back by 
her shoulders till she was flat on her back. In this position, with her 
arms still bound to her back, her breast were now sticking out much 
further than normal. This was a sight that pleased both Billy and 
Samuel.

"Well go on boy," Samuel tilted his head in her direction. "This is yur 
chance."

Billy moved forward, unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants. He 
continued on stroking his cock. Getting between Jeremiah's and 
Colleen's legs he shuffled forward till his prick head was just at her 
entrance. While he was moving in, he noticed his dad undoing his pants 
and going towards her head. It finally dawned in his inexperienced mind 
what his dad had in mind.

Colleen was oblivious to what was going on around her yet. She was 
still reeling from the anal penetration of Jeremiah's cock. But now her 
senses were slowly returning to her. As she opened her eyes she could 
see that she was now facing towards the sky. She couldn't understand 
why, but she was sure that Samuel had some devious plan worked out, she 
wasn't wrong.

The next sight that greeted her was seeing Samuel above her, his cock 
exposed. She gasped, for it surely must be at least eleven inches in 
length. She followed him down as he knelt next to her head and pointed 
his huge member towards her face. She could still feel Jeremiah deep in 
her bowels, so she knew that she hadn't actually passed out from its 
insertion. But now she faced another double penetration, this time with 
Samuel.

"C'mon gurly," Samuel said, poking his cock to her lips. "Yuh know what 
to do."

She tentatively stuck out her tongue and licked the underside of this 
monster. She continued to do so even as she felt hands groping her 
outstretched breasts. Then Samuel reached over and started at her 
breast as well. Moving forward still, his cock was now pushing against 
her closed lips.

"C'mon, yuh can do better then that. Open up, gurl," he continued to 
instruct her.

Reluctantly she opened her mouth more, but Samuel didn't wait for her 
to be ready, he shoved six long inches into her mouth and started 
pumping eagerly. At his signal Billy also shoved his prick into her 
unprepared pussy and started pumping himself. Underneath Colleen, 
Jeremiah was feeling the action going on above and started fucking up 
into her ass.

'God! They're filling me in every way possible,' she thought to 
herself. 'And even the impossible.'

As the triple fuck continued, Colleen was being so distracted from each 
invasion that it actually relaxed her body for further penetration. 
Samuel looked on in amazement as she was swallowing nine full inches of 
his cock. No whore had ever managed that before.

From his position Billy looked on in amazement himself. He'd witnessed 
his dad's cock choke whore's in the past. But here was this young thing 
swallowing him whole. This vision spurred him on to fucking her pussy 
even harder. He then remembered cousin Jeremiah playing with a little 
knob down there that really got her going last night. He released 
Colleen's nipples in search of that mystery knob.

From underneath, Jeremiah reached up and started playing with her 
knockers. Squeezing, mauling, pinching and back to squeezing. He liked 
the feel of them. They were young and firm, but jelly-like nonetheless. 
Joined in this venture of her nipples and breast was the ever present 
Samuel.

He kept on fucking his monstrous member into her eager mouth. Again he 
noticed another inch had disappeared into her throat, that makes ten.

'Only one more to go,' he thought to himself. 'I wonder if she'll be 
muh first.'

He pulled out till only his cock head was in her mouth and let her lick 
around it. This, Colleen did with unabashed pleasure. Licking the piss 
hole, the head, the length of it and then back to the head. She then 
opened her mouth wide, an open invitation for him to go back in. He 
didn't plan on disappointing her.

He gave a strained shove and the surprise could be seen on his face. 
Colleen had managed to swallow all eleven inches of his cock down her 
throat. As far as he was concerned, he had found heaven, and proceeded 
to fuck in and out with a fury.

Billy and Jeremiah were doing the same and were fast approaching 
they're own climax. Colleen was engulfed by orgasm after orgasm. It 
felt to her as if she'd been having them for hours, but in fact they 
had only started a few seconds ago. Everyone was fucking into her body, 
but she no longer cared.

Suddenly, the first spurt from Samuel's cock surged deep in her throat. 
Samuel pulled back so that he'd shoot in her mouth. Even though she 
couldn't acknowledge it, she was glad that he did this, for she wanted 
to taste and swallow his jism. Spurt after spurt shot into her mouth. 
Then for no apparent reason, Samuel pulled his cock out and started 
spraying her face and her breast with his cum.

At first Colleen thought this disgusting, but then the heat of it, and 
the feel of it against her virgin skin only seemed to excite her more. 
She found herself opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out to 
try and catch any of this precious fluid.

Just then Jeremiah grunted as he started shooting deep in her bowels. 
The heat being injected into her caused another orgasm, as she 
continued to try and catch more of Samuel's precious gift.

Next came Billy, with a powerful surge, he buried his cock deep into 
her vagina. So deep were they that Billy and Jeremiah thought that 
their cocks were rubbing against each other.

When they had all finished, they extricated themselves from Colleen's 
worn body, and started dressing up for the trip to come. Samuel walked 
over to Colleen and cut her bonds. In her excited state, the relief of 
the release brought on another orgasm.

'Lord! Won't this ever stop,' she prayed, for she was totally 
exhausted.

Getting up shakily, she started looking around for her clothes but 
couldn't find any of them. She looked over to the men pleadingly and 
they all nodded they head simultaneously towards the fire. She was 
aghast, for there, in smoking campfire were the tattered remains of all 
of her clothing. She then realized that she would have to travel naked, 
for all to see.

"Please, give me something to wear," she pleaded to Samuel.

He tossed her a half poncho, made of rough canvas material, that would 
cover her top down to her waist. But no further.

"Put that on," he ordered. "Jeremiah, you tie her hands together."

She did as she was told. The sight was exceptional. Her pussy remained 
fully exposed, and through the slits of the side of the poncho you 
could see her naked tits. Worse yet, is that the rough material of the 
poncho would be rubbing against her nipples as they rode.

Just walking towards the horse, Colleen could feel the friction. 
Jeremiah walked up to her and offered to help her up. She was grateful, 
until she felt one of his fingers inserting itself into her open pussy 
as he pushed her up.

She had to straddle the huge animal to ride him. As she settled into 
the saddle she realized that her pussylips were spread open because of 
it. This exposed her sensitive clit to the rough leather of the saddle. 
This could prove painful as they rode on.

He then presented her his hand and ordered her to lick her own juices 
from it. Before last night, she had never tasted any sex juice. And now 
she was being told to taste her own. Her humiliation was now complete.

Then the two youngsters tied her ankles securely to the stirrup of the 
saddle, which were not adjusted to her. Jeremiah got on his horse and 
grabbed her reins has he followed his uncle and his cousin down the 
trail.

With nothing to hold onto, she had to manage as best as she could by 
grabbing onto the horse's mane. She knew that she would be jostled 
uncontrollably on the saddle as they rode. Her naked pussy against the 
saddle was rubbing her and pushing her once more over the edge.

As her mount caused her to bounce uncontrollably to and fro on the 
saddle, her clit would repeatedly hit the saddle horn. Colleen found it 
extremely painful, but she kept it in, rather than give satisfaction to 
the sadistic threesome.

The bouncing of the her body on the saddle also caused her breast to 
bounce up and down. Causing them to rub painfully against the rough 
material of the canvas poncho. And as she feared the poncho was indeed 
doing a number on her nipples. After about an hour of this, her nipples 
were now so sensitive, they were in pain. And she was crying out in 
pain every few minutes.

Samuel pulled them all to a stop. He came back to find out what the 
problem was with the girl. Shoving his hand to Colleen's pussy, he 
could immediately tell how wet she was getting.

'She'll be all set for tonight fur shure now,' he thought to himself, 
he started them going again.

He ordered them to resume at a gallop. A few minutes into the ride, 
something unexpected and dangerous happened. As her mount jumped over a 
log, and with nothing for her to hold onto, her body jumped forward and 
her pussy landed directly on the saddle horn, impaling her cunt on it.

For five excruciating minutes, the saddle horn would fuck her 
stretched-out pussy with every step the horse took. And at the pace of 
the ride, she couldn't find enough leverage to pull her vagina free of 
this 'dildo'. When she finally did get herself off of that dreadful 
horn, she came loose in a loud plop.

Billy heard that, and pulled out his gun looking for a possible 
bushwacker.

"Yu hear that Pa?" Billy asked his dad.

"I din' hear nothin' boy," Samuel shouted back at him. "Now put that 
away, we're home."

Colleen was glad that they hadn't noticed her embarrassing predicament 
with the saddle horn. At least it would remain a private moment. As 
painful as it was, it still caused her to orgasm three times in the 
brief five minutes that she was trapped on it. That much she was 
thankful for.

An old abandoned gold mine was their hideout and home. As the men got 
down from their mounts, Colleen found her legs too weak to lift herself 
off of her saddle, which was drenched with her juices. Samuel told the 
boys to go help her. She found herself grateful for the assistance.

Once on the ground she stumbled into the mine. She noticed the cot near 
the entrance and collapsed onto it. The canvas poncho barely hiding her 
exposed ass to their view. Samuel and the boys just guffawed at her 
slumbering form.

She didn't know how long she was out this time, but when she tried to 
get up, she found that she couldn't move. Trying to comprehend why this 
was, she soon discovered that she was naked once again. Once more she 
found herself tied down in a spread-eagled fashion on a cot. She 
realized that she would be available for their pleasure once again, and 
helpless to stop any of it.

Just then the three men came back inside and noticed that their 
playmate was awake. Billy approached her with a cup of goats milk, 
which she drank thankfully. He then offered slices of meat, which she 
also gratefully accepted. Samuel shoved his son aside and leered at 
her.

"So gurly. Yu enjoyed the ride," he said shoving his stubby finger in 
her vaginal tunnel.

This caused Colleen to draw in a deep breath from which a low moan 
escaped her lips. This drew a satisfying grin on his face, and looking 
back he could see the same expression on his boys. He then presented 
his soaked finger to her lips for her to lick clean.

Colleen knew what was expected of her now and licked her juices from 
his fingers without objecting.

While she was licking his fingers, Samuel rubbed his other hand over 
her raw nipples, that had remained rigid and reddened, even after a 
half hour since she had been stripped. Because of the friction of the 
poncho they had become hypersensitive. This cause her to suck in a deep 
breath that sucked in his finger even harder into her mouth.

Samuel was pleased that his expectations were met, thanks to the 
poncho. He then withdrew his hand and told his son, Billy, to take care 
of her. So Billy resumed feeding their prisoner.

Occasionally, Billy or Jeremiah, would feel her up along her inner 
thighs. Approaching, but never making contact with her pussy. This 
relentless teasing on their part was driving her crazy, and she 
involuntarily started squirming against her bindings.

"Enough of that boys," Samuel scolded them. "We don' wanna tire her out 
to fast, now do we?"

They relented and left her alone to recoup a bit longer.

They left her alone for nearly an hour, before deciding that it was 
time for further educating. She had a restless sleep for she knew that 
more degradation was going to be put upon her young innocent body. She 
could hear them coming down the tunnel, but also a clip clopping sound 
that she couldn't identify.

Then, out of nowhere she heard the baying of a goat, a ram to be more 
precise. Tilting her head up she could see that Billy was leading the 
ram into the chamber followed by Samuel and Jeremiah. He was a large 
white beast with a big set of horns at his head.

'What in the world have they got planned this time?' She wondered.

"Tie that billygoat at the foot of the bed there son," Samuel 
instructed.

"Shure thing pa."

Following the instructions given him, he then rejoined his dad and 
cousin.

The ram came from a small coral that they had set up nearby. Neither 
Jeremiah, nor Billy could figure out why Samuel had them bring the 
animal inside their hideout.

"Okay boys, she's all yur's for now," giving his blessing to both his 
younger partners.

Jeremiah and Billy both ravaged her body simultaneously. Samuel had 
mentioned to them how sensitive her tits would be following their last 
ride, so they attacked her nipples relentlessly. This brought a painful 
groan from Colleen and her pleading to stop. This only encouraged them 
further.

Because of the long hours of friction from the poncho, it had been like 
rubbing sandpaper over her nipples. The sensitivity from them was 
intensified ten fold. Colleen was soon cumming uncontrollably. The 
scent of her sex did not go unnoticed to the men, nor apparently was 
the ram oblivious to its presence either. Samuel was pleased to see 
that the goat was catching an interest.

Billy presented his dick to Colleen's lips, and she instinctively 
sucked it in. This allowed her to momentarily forget about the 
pain/pleasure of her tits.

Jeremiah, seeing that her mouth was occupied decided to straddle her 
chest for a tittie fuck. Settling his own cock in her cleavage, he then 
squeezed them together to form a channel and proceeded in a fucking 
motion. Best of all, this position allowed him to continue torturing 
her sensitive nipples at the same time.

Looking on, Samuel had a broad smile crossing his lips.

'This is even better'n I planned,' he mumbled to himself.

He picked himself up to join the group on the cot. Colleen could just 
see him off the corner of her eyes, despite the tears that have been 
flowing from the pain of her breast.

'Not all three again,' she prayed, as she continued sucking on Billy's 
cock.

Jeremiah continued in his own slow way to fuck up her cleavage, aiming 
his cock tip towards her face.

But Samuel had no intention of joining the group. No, he had other 
plans in mind. Instead he untied the ram from the nearby post and lead 
him between Colleen's outstretched legs, guiding it towards her flowing 
pussy.

The closer the ram got to the source of the scent that was slowly 
arousing it, the harder he was to control, but Samuel managed 
nonetheless.

As soon at it was close enough it snaked its long tongue into her love 
tunnel, reaching depths that Colleen felt was impossible for Samuel to 
reach. But then she considered the cock that he had presented to her 
the previous night, and fooled herself into believing that his tongue 
could also be unusually long, and returned to sucking off Billy.

Billy was the first of the boys to notice what his father was doing and 
nudged his cousin to let him in on it. Jeremiah followed his stare and 
a wide grin spread across his lips. They both returned to their 
business at hand, increasing their tempo so that they could then sit 
back and enjoy what was about to happen.

Colleen was confused as to why they had both increased their speed. And 
that devishly long tongue was sheer ecstasy to her young body. It felt 
as tick as Billy's cock and almost as long. It was going so deep that 
it was almost like getting fucked. All of this triggered yet another 
powerful climax.

Just then Billy started shooting his load down her, now, greedy throat. 
Sucking, licking, trying not to lose a drop of, what Colleen now came 
to consider, the delicious fluids. Jeremiah was also fast approaching 
his climax, but he was experienced enough to hold back until his young 
cousin got clear.

As Billy pulled himself away from her, Jeremiah let loose with his own 
barrage. Sending his jism up her cleavage, striking her chin. As 
Colleen looked down toward him, another shot hit her square in the 
face. Forcing her to close her eyes, but she still had the presence of 
mind to open her mouth to receive the remainder of his cum.

Jeremiah was happy to oblige, aiming his cock for the opened orifice. 
However, he would intentionally aim for her eyes a few times to splash 
them good.

Samuel looked on in approval, as he continued coaxing the goat in its 
licking of her pussy. Its long, thick tongue was in fact almost as big 
as Billy's cock. Billy joined his dad in watching the performance of 
the ram.

Jeremiah finally finished with his own pleasure and got a whiskey 
bottle from the back of the mine before joining them. He pulled the 
cork with his mouth and took a swig before passing it around.

Colleen, still blinded by the cum over her eyes, remained oblivious to 
the presence of an animal at the entrance of her nether region. The 
three men just stood watching the action in front of their eyes. One by 
one they pulled out their pricks and started stroking them back to 
life.

As for the ram, he was just a beast acting from instinct. Though the 
scent was different from his harem, he could definitely identify it as 
being a female in heat. So, oblivious to the men surrounding him, it 
just did what he considered natural. Preparing a bitchgoat for 
mounting.

Its bestial tongue could reach so deep into Colleen's love channel, 
that she was now convinced that one of the bandits had started fucking 
her there. So, with all of the depravity that they had inflicted upon 
her, she was now quite accustomed to it and even found pleasure in the 
acts. As her body started reacting to the pleasure of the beast between 
her legs, she began moaning and struggling against the bindings once 
more.

"Ugh! Yes! Yes!" She was saying without conscious thought.

Upon hearing this, the three men grinned broadly.

"Deeper. Go deeper," she moaned. "Please don't stop. Fuck me deeper."

The goat couldn't understand her demands, but deeper he went 
nonetheless, for its own reasons. Colleen's juices had managed to seep 
deep down inside of her, and the ram wanted every last drop.

This deep exploration brought another orgasm from Colleen, spraying the 
ram's nostril. This caused him to back away momentarily, but he 
returned to his treasure throve before Colleen even noticed that her 
cunt had been vacated.

The ram was enjoying itself immensely, the orgasm that had hit him, 
only excited him more. The three men watching all noticed that the 
ram's cock had steadily been extending itself from its furry sheath. It 
was already longer than any of theirs. A full twelve inches of black 
cock meat could be seen, with still more to come.

The ram then discovered where the juices had originated and started 
suckling on Colleen's clit.

"Eeeeeeeh!" Was all that came from her.

The ram continued this action of sucking the clit, and then sticking 
his tongue deep into her, and back again for another fifteen minutes 
before he was ready to proceed. By this time, Colleen, still blinded by 
the cum in her eyes, was so far gone that she hadn't even considered of 
how a human could alternate as the goat had managed.

"P... ple... please, fuck me some more," she begged, shame in her 
voice. "Don't stop. I... I want you inside of me now, please."

"Be glad tuh oblige Missy," she heard Samuel's answer.

So bracing herself for 'him' to enter her, Colleen waited.

As soon as the ram backed off in preparation of mounting her, Samuel 
told the boys to grab its forelegs. Explaining that he wanted them over 
her legs, on either side of her belly. This they understood, and waited 
for his signal to do it.

Samuel went up to Colleen's face and wiped the cum from her eyes with 
his hanky. He wanted her to see her latest conquest.

Colleen was grateful for his attention. She scrunched her eyes a few 
times to help clear her vision and looked at her ravaged and naked 
body. That's when she noticed the ram between her legs. Both of the 
younger men holding it.

"Wh... what are you going to do?" She asked Samuel.

"Why were gonna let yu have what yu asked for," he answered back with a 
grin. "And return the favor to yur loverboy there."

"What do... what do you mean, return the favor?" She asked fearing the 
worst.

"Who do yu think's been pleasurin' ya the last quarter hour, sweet 
cheeks," Jeremiah teased her.

This confirmed her fears, and with that the boys started moving closer 
with the ram. Lifting its forelegs, just as the elder Ferguson had 
instructed them. With its forelegs lifted, Colleen caught sight of the 
black rod that was about to invade her.

Its size sent a shiver of terror throughout her body, and despite 
herself another orgasm. She could clearly see at least fifteen inches 
of its cock aimed at her. In fact, it was seventeen long inches with a 
girth of six thick inches.

'That will surely kill me!' She feared.

"No, please," she was pleading desperately. "Not this, you can't. It's 
not right. It's immoral."

Those pleas fell on deaf hears as the advancing ram got closer.

"Oh please don't. I'l... I'll do anything," she tried to barter her 
body. "Anything you say."

"Anythin', yuh say," Samuel asked, giving a painful twist to her still 
sensitive nipples.

A glimmer of hope could be seen in Colleen's eyes.

"Yes, yes," Colleen agreed. "Yes, anything you ask."

"Fine. Well, yuh heard her boys," Samuel said, pausing. "Let the goat 
at her."

Colleen was speechless. He was only teasing her.

"No!" She yelled. "You agreed not to."

"An' yuh agreed to anythin'," Samuel growled at her. "Well this is what 
we want."

She struggled desperately against the ropes that had her bound. But she 
remained helplessly spread-eagled. An open invitation for the ram.

Billy and Jeremiah continued approaching her with the ram, Samuel 
joined them so he could guide the beast's sex thing into the young 
woman. Colleen could only watch in terror at the approaching animal.

As the boys set its hooves down on either side of her belly. The ram's 
weight was now on top of her, the cot underneath was at just the right 
height for it. She could feel the soft texture of his furry belly 
tickling her slightly across her body.

The ram's head was almost level with her breast and it took a lick, 
cleaning off some of Jeremiah's cum. This sent a shivering feeling deep 
in Colleen's belly as she could only watch. She noticed the length of 
the animal's tongue and realized that this was, in fact, what had given 
her so much pleasure just moments before. This thought almost had her 
gagging, but her body hadn't objected then, and neither had her mind.

Bracing herself for the bestial onslaught that she was about to 
receive. She shut her eyes tightly so has not to see this degrading 
act. This wasn't in Samuel's plan, he pinched one of her nipples so 
hard that her eyes almost popped open from the pain. She turned her 
head towards him pleadingly.

"Yuh pay attention now gurl," he told her.

She resigned herself to bear witness to her own bestial rape. Tears 
flowing down her cheek. All during this exchange with Samuel, never did 
the ram stop licking her breast, which Colleen couldn't help but enjoy. 
Samuel returned to her pussy area and grabbed hold, with his hanky, the 
stiff black cock of his goat and started rubbing it over her moist 
pussylips.

Colleen drew in a deep breath upon feeling that rubbing action from the 
animal's cock.

The boys had sat down nearby for the show about to be presented them.

The ram just kept on merrily enjoying his snack of her breast and 
occasionally reaching her face, licking some of the remaining cum off 
of her.

Samuel continued teasing her pussy with the heat of the ram's rod.

On one occasion, as Colleen peered down to look at the ram, he had 
stuck out his tongue up to her lips. She surprised herself, when she 
found herself sucking it into her mouth and French kissed the beast. 
This brought catcalls from her three captors.

Once Samuel saw her taking that goat tongue in her mouth, he knew she 
was ready for him. So he guided the ram's cock to the entrance of her 
channel and inserted the first inch to let the animal know that he had 
reached his goal.

When the ram felt his prick entering her vulva, it was the only 
incentive that he needed to start his fucking motion. Never stopping 
his relentless licking of her breast and face.

Colleen was aware of that first inch going into her body. Then she 
could feel the ram starting his own fucking motion, pushing another 
three inches into her. Colleen held her breath at this intrusion. When 
she started breathing again, it came in short breath after each inward 
stroke of this animal. In and out. In and out.

The restless beast was acting on pure instinct now, and that called for 
a continuous rocking motion on his part to drive more of his cock into 
this new addition to his harem.

In and out. In and out. <Shove>Another two inches. Six thick inches of 
the ram had now been wedged into her vaginal tunnel.

Colleen was surprised what little pain was accompanying this... this 
invasion. For sure, she would have expected something so long and thick 
to have hurt severely. But this lack of pain had a downside for her 
mental well being. For now her body was once more betraying her. She 
was instinctively fucking back in concert with the ram.

This did not go unnoticed by her the three spectators hooting and 
hollering. But Colleen couldn't even hear them. All of her attention 
was focused on her new 'lover'. Trying to shove her pussy down so as to 
capture more of that fuck rod.

In and out. In and out went the ram.

Colleen was astounded at the flexibility of her vaginal lips. She was 
positive that the thickness of the ram's cock would never have gotten 
past them. But now, after the fact, she was actually glad that she 
could take him. Never had she felt such pleasure as now.

Once more she tried shoving her body downwards. The ram obliged her 
efforts and shoved yet another three inches into her, and pulled it 
back for another shove. That made it nine full inches inside of her, 
past the halfway mark. The ram was even finding it easier by the second 
to penetrate this bitch as she was continually lubricating herself now.

The kidnappers were amazed at her hidden talent, even Samuel. They 
watched amazed as the jet black cock swished in and out of the young 
woman.

"That's twice now that this gurl is taken somethin' too big for the 
best of whores," He swore.

Billy and Jeremiah had to agree with him, as they kept on looking in 
amazement. In fact they all started putting down bets on how much of 
that ramrod she will actually take.

Billy, the na�ve one in such matters, put a bet down on all seventeen 
inches.

Jeremiah figured probably no more than eleven.

While Samuel placed is bet on the middle ground. From his previous 
experience with Colleen, he figured that she would probably take 
fourteen or fifteen inches before she bottomed out.

To cover their bets they dug into the cash that they got from the Bank 
at Colorado Springs. One hundred and fifty dollars were at stake.

Of course Colleen was completely oblivious to their goings ons. She had 
other matters preoccupying her at the present. Specifically, a sexually 
crazed ram. Throughout this ordeal it kept licking her breast, which 
she was finding was actually soothing its hyper sensitive 
pain/pleasure. Occasionally, its tongue would still delve into her 
sucking mouth.

In and out. In and out. The onslaught continued of her cunt.

So far, Colleen stopped counting her orgasm at the dozen point, and 
still they were assaulting her senses every few minutes. And despite 
the cock plug at her pussy a puddle was forming under the cot, and 
still she continued with more orgasms.

The three men were enjoying the show immensely. And occasionally, they 
would be so engrossed that they would actually stop stroking their own 
pricks, so as to pay closer attention to the ongoing action.

In and out. In and out. Another shove from the ram sent yet another 
couple of inches deep into Colleen's bowels. This made eleven inches, 
and still she wanted more shoving again downwards.

The men just whistled, mesmerized at the scene before them. At this 
time, she was actually wishing that they would untie her so she could 
accomplish what she wanted. Namely the deepest fuck on record.

The men each took another drink from the bottle while never taking 
their eyes away from Colleen's show.

"Yuh know Unc. I think that she's enjoying herself," Jeremiah observed.

"Yuh know nephew, I do believe yur right," he had to agree.

Getting up, he pulled out his knife and cut her bonds. Immediately, 
Colleen wrapped her legs around the ram, and pulled with all her might 
by his horns, shoving another inch of his cock into her quivering twat. 
This brought the count to twelve hard inches of animal flesh merged 
with her own. She reached her head down and grabbed its head and sucked 
in its tongue once more.

And every time the ram followed through with his fucking motion, it 
would pull most of its cock out, only to drive it back in. Now with so 
much of it to move in and out, it was an agonizingly long rubbing 
against Colleen's clit that was driving her out of her mind.

"yes! Oh God forgive me, but yes!!" She yelled out. "Deeper, go deeper 
you beautiful beast."

The ram was only happy to oblige shoving still another couple of inches 
more into her.

"Ugh! Yessss!" Was Colleen's response.

"Fourteen inches," Jeremiah said dejectedly, having already lost on the 
bet. "I just don' believe it."

"Yuh go gurl!" Encouraged Billy.

Samuel remained silent and stunned at this youngin'. Why just a day ago 
she was still a virgin. They had only yesterday busted her cherry. And 
here she was fucking a damn goat and wanting more. He sat in stunned 
amazement.

Colleen's nipples were so stiff, she felt as if they would burst like a 
pimple any second now. Her pussy was filled as much as she felt it 
could with fourteen long inches of this beast going in and out at a 
maddening pace. Pulling almost completely out then shoving its way back 
into its quivering body, rubbing against its over excited clit with 
each stroke. Another powerful orgasm and she passed out yet again.

The men noticed her unconscious state, but the ram just didn't care. It 
carried on. But now, with this bitch unconscious, her body relaxing, he 
found her twat loosening enough to allow his final three inches passage 
into her quim. Unbelievably, the ram's full seventeen inches of cock 
meat had actually made its way into the deepest recesses of Colleen's 
quivering body. Its large cum bloated balls striking her ass.

"Yahoo! I won!" Billy yelled as he reached for his winnings, while 
never taking his eyes off of the girl/goat show.

This final shove from the ram stirred Colleen from her dazed sleep, she 
needed a second to remember how she got here. This was as the ram was 
sending back his full cock into her. This brought out a long, long moan 
from her lip.

"Oh yessss!" She lisped. "That is so good."

The ram started pulling back again. Not wanting him to leave, she 
grabbed for his horns again. But before she had a chance to pull him 
back, it shoved its ramrod in once more. Another moan escaped from her 
lips.

As this action was continuing, the three men were slowly approaching 
her, still stroking their now stiff pricks. As they got up to her face 
Colleen looked up as the first spurt hit her. She gleefully opened her 
mouth to receive their load as the ram continued slamming into her 
cunt.

One after another the three desperadoes sprayed her face. Hitting her 
in her mouth, her forehead and her eyes. All the while, she was smiling 
as she continued to try to swallow their offering.

It was at this time that they were all four interrupted by the loud 
braying from the ram as Colleen could feel the high pressure hosing 
that the animal's cock was sending deep in her body. Her body jerked 
once and collapsed, both from exhaustion and ecstasy.

As for the men, they just kept showering her face with their jism. And 
with Colleen's mouth agape, they simply aimed for the opening, and she 
instinctively kept on swallowing it without consciously realizing it. 
All the while enjoying the climax of this show that Samuel had arranged 
for them.

With her pussy already filled to the brink with seventeen full inches 
of goat cock, the ram's sperm had nowhere to go but out of her hole, 
puddling underneath the cot that she lay in. Colleen just dreamily 
enjoyed this final act of perversion that she had learned in just two 
very long days.

Now that the ram had finally finished seeding the bitch, he started 
pulling himself out of her cunt in a slow but steady fashion. Colleen 
feeling him start to exit tightened her cunt muscles, trying 
desperately to trap him in her. It was a lost cause, but the squeeze 
she was putting on the ram did excite it.

After what seemed like an eternity the ram pulled the last of its prick 
from her vagina with a loud plop, that the three men found hilarious.

Colleen, for her part, was weeping. After being so full, the emptiness 
in her pussy was devastating. Samuel noticed her longing and looking 
over to the ram's semi-hard cock, led it to the head of the cot near 
her face.

He gave a few slaps across her cheeks to get her attention. Colleen 
looked over in his direction and immediately took notice of the ramrod 
that had just vacated her cunt.

With great effort she rolled off of the cot onto the ground. On her 
hands and knees she crawled over to the ram and took hold of its cock 
and started a jerking motion to it, trying to revive it.

"C'mon gurl," Samuel said as he shoved her face next to it. "Yuh can do 
better."

Without objecting, Colleen started licking along the length of that 
black monstrous cock. Not only was she tasting its spermy residue, but 
also her own juices that still coated it. She found that she thoroughly 
enjoyed the salty mix.

The three men once more surrounded the strange couple before them and 
started jerking off again. Colleen moved to the ram's cockhead and 
inserted it past her lips, sucking it feverishly. The ram, feeling his 
rod in another channel fucked forward slightly, shoving in the first 
three inches of his immense tool.

Colleen gurgled with pleasure at the invasive cock, sucking and licking 
as it entered her throat. The ram pulled out before plunging yet 
further with five inches of stiffness. But her throat, not being as 
flexible as her vaginal muscles couldn't accommodate any more of it. So 
she had to be satisfied with what she had now.

Billy, now fully erect knelt behind her and inserted himself into her 
pussy and fucked into her. As he continued shoving in, it only helped 
her with her suck/fuck of the ram. This combination only increased her 
pleasure. With everything that he did and saw this day, Billy didn't 
manage to hold it in too long. He shot his load into her pussy and 
vacated her cunt.

As soon as he got out of the way he was replaced by his father. Samuel 
had held off on pouncing on this young nymph during most of the action 
today, but he discovered that he needed release. Colleen had managed to 
conquer this master of sexual depravity. So in went his eleven inches 
of man meat. But after the workout her pussy had gotten from the ram, 
she hardly felt it as he shoved it all in on the first try. Pumping his 
cock in and out of her as he kept watching her eating up the animal's 
cock.

After a few minutes, he too shot his load and was soon replaced by the 
last, Jeremiah. Though he enjoyed the show as much as his uncle and 
cousin, he didn't want to stick is cock where an animal had been. So 
instead he chose her shit chute. He had enjoyed her tightness there the 
previous night, so that's where he planted his tool.

Plunging his cock down that forbidden passage surprised Colleen, but 
she never stopped her job on the ram's rod. Occasionally pulling her 
mouth off of it so that she could lick its length. A length that her 
throat would be denied because of its size. So she made sure that it 
wasn't ignored.

Jeremiah, having the best control of his loins of the three, tried to 
time his climax to the goat's coasted along while enjoying the show. 
Colleen was enjoying the feel of his presence in her anus while she 
continued to suck on the ram's cock, and using her hand to jerk the 
remainder of its monstrous length.

Her hand was the first the receive the signal that the ram was ready to 
cum. Through her fingers she could actually feel the juices flowing 
within the cocktube, just a few seconds before the first shot hit the 
back of her throat.

This was Jeremiah's signal as well, as he banged her butt furiously in 
order to cum before the goat could finish. Colleen for her part was 
sucking desperately to swallow every drop of the beast's offering. But 
the cum was flooding her mouth faster then she could swallow. So it was 
inevitable that some would escape her ravenous hunger and drip down her 
chin to the ground.

Jeremiah finally started cumming himself and Colleen shoved her butt 
back to him, enjoying the feel of being filled at both ends 
simultaneously.

She continued swallowing what felt like gallons upon gallons of animal 
jism before the horny ram finally tired of this game. And forcibly 
removed his satiated cock from her ravenous mouth and ran back out the 
tunnel towards his harem at the coral.

Once Jeremiah finished his own climax he just collapsed on top of her. 
Colleen was so weak from all of the exertion that she had endured that 
she crashed to the ground under his weight. The other two just left 
them like that laid back to sleep off this day's exercise.


Part Three
Safe Passage

They all slept through the night. This is unusual in the 1870's, where 
everybody starts up at sunrise and usually work well into the night. 
They had slept almost twenty straight hours.

Billy was cooking dinner while Samuel was thinking what they should be 
doing next. Colleen just stared blankly to the wall, still naked as a 
jaybird except for knee socks and shoes.

"So what do yuh think unc?" Inquired Jeremiah.

"I think that we've worn out our welcome in this county boy," he told 
him. "It's time we be movin' on."

"Yeh, I figured as much," Jeremiah agreed.

"After we eat, we be movin' on," Samuel gave out his orders. "I figure 
West, towards Denver."

"What about her Pa?" Billy asked.

Colleen looked up, also curious to her fate.

"We'll take her along till we come across a farm and set her loose," he 
said after consideration. "We wanna thank ya fur yur company Missy. 
It's been a pleasure for all of us. Especially yuh, I think though."

Colleen dropped her eyes in shame, knowing exactly what he meant by 
that last remark. And yes, it was a pleasurable experience despite her 
upbringing. How could she ever look her family in the eyes again. Or 
walk the streets back home.

She started wondering if Hank might not be in need of a new whore in 
his saloon. If she could believe Samuel, she apparently could out 
perform all of them. She shook her head trying to clear those thoughts 
from her mind.

They ate and got ready to hit the trail West. Jeremiah tossed the short 
poncho to Colleen once more. She reluctantly put it on, remembering the 
painful friction that it would likely inflict of her poor nipples.

They walked out to the coral where Billy had finished saddling the 
horses. They mounted and headed further away from her home of Colorado 
Springs.

They stayed clear of the roads so as to not attract attention to 
themselves, keeping to the woods. This was not a pleasant experience to 
Colleen. For each branch were scraping against her bare legs as they 
bore through the thick underbrush.

After an hour of this Samuel called a halt. There, before them, was a 
band of twelve renegade Indians, better known as 'Dog Soldiers'. 
Colleen was fully aware of the savagery of their attacks. She didn't 
blame them though, for she knew that they were driven to it by sadistic 
Indian Agents sent from Washington. But they're presence was still a 
danger to them.

"What'll we do, Pa?" Asked a visibly worried Billy.

"Too many to shoot our way out," Jeremiah added.

"Hush boys," Samuel instructed them. "Let me do the talkin'."

He slowly advanced towards the one he thought was the leader of the 
band.

"Howdy chief!" He greeted him.

"Humph!" Was the Dog Soldier's only reply.

"We... we don' mean to barge in or nuthin'," he tried to reassure them. 
"We wus just passin' through," he tried to explain.

"Trade?" Asked the Indian.

"Trade," Samuel asked. "Yuh wanna trade for safe passage. Shure, shure 
we can do that, can't we boys."

Both young men nodded they're heads eagerly in agreement. As Samuel and 
the Indian leader approached, he pulled out a wad of money they had 
stolen and offered it to the Indian.

"No good!" Was the warrior's only reply.

"What else can we offer him Uncle Samuel?" Asked a now worried 
Jeremiah.

Just the a gleam of an idea entered Samuel's mind. He rode up to 
Colleen and pulled aside the poncho, revealing her naked body 
underneath.

"We give yuh this here squaw whore for passage," he grinned at the 
Indians. "Agreed?"

Colleen looked down in shame at being exposed so freely and called a 
whore. She was also shocked that he was trying to give her away like he 
would an old farm animal. But then again, they had been treating her as 
property ever since they had abducted her at the Bank, in Colorado 
Springs.

The Indian approached and looked her over closely. Colleen could just 
notice movement under his loincloth, and knew immediately that he was 
definitely interested in her. He pinched her nipples, which in its 
sensitive state brought out a gasp of breath from her sensuous lips as 
she closed her eyes. He then probed her pussy, only to discover how wet 
she was.

The Indian grabbed hold of the reins of her horse and led her back to 
his band of renegades. Samuel and the boys were sure that a deal had 
been made and were getting ready to get going on their way.

Just as the leader reached his warriors he gave them a signal and they 
attacked the shocked trio. The battle only lasted an instant, leaving 
behind three dead, pincushioned with arrows and scalped bank robbers.

The Dog Soldiers rode off taking along their prize, Colleen, back to 
their camp. The ride wasn't long, twenty minutes at most. But it was at 
a fast clip, and the bouncing caused Colleen's breast to bounce 
painfully against the rough material of the poncho, as well as driving 
her clit painfully against the saddle horn.

Once at the camp, the warriors all dismounted. She noticed a pack of 
dogs wandering the camp, not unlike Sully's own Wolf. So she assumed 
that these were also wolves that the Indians had domesticated for 
themselves. They would use them for guarding and hunting most likely.

The leader strode up to Colleen's horse and dragged her down, causing 
her to fall painfully on her knees before him. Grabbing her by the 
hair, he pulled her painfully to her feet and pushed her towards the 
campfire. Once there he brutally removed the poncho from her body and 
tossed it away. She did nothing to cover her body.

The days spent in the hands of the Ferguson's had all but eliminated 
her modesty. Besides, the best she could have done with her hands tied 
as they were, would be to cover her young tits from view and keep her 
legs together as best she could.

She expected to be gang-raped then and there, but nothing happened. 
Food was being prepared over the fire. A waterskin was being passed 
around. When all of the warriors had been fed, the leader offered her 
some of the leftover. She accepted it gratefully. She knew from Cloud 
Dancing how good food preparation in the Indian way was, and enjoyed 
this feast.

After she had had her fill, she washed the greasy residue from her 
hands at the creek nearby, guarded by one of the warriors. Upon 
returning to the campfire, she noticed that the other warriors were 
passing around a pipe in some sort of ceremony. Her escort shoved her 
towards the circle of Cheyenne warriors.

She joined the circle and found herself sitting next to the chief that 
had taken her. He gave her the pipe, and with hand signals was 
instructing her to participate. She hesitantly took a puff, causing her 
to cough uncontrollably, this being her first experience in smoking.

The Warriors just laughed at her inaptitude and encouraged her to try 
again. She did so. This time she didn't find it as unpleasant, and took 
another puff.

This ceremony continued for a long time. The same pipe going full 
circle and returning once more to Colleen's. By this time she was 
starting to feel slightly dizzy and she couldn't understand why. She 
looked from one side of the circle to the other. She noticed that they 
were getting a bit fuzzy to her. Looking across the fire she saw three 
of the Dog Soldiers removing their loincloth displaying unusually long 
dicks.

She couldn't quite understand why she wasn't shocked or afraid by their 
brazenness. In fact, despite the coolness of the night she was feeling 
slightly warm. She felt something probing her vagina and slowly looked 
down to see two sets of hands playing with her there. It was the 
Indians on either side of her.

It finally dawned on her that the weed they were smoking earlier had 
placed her into a drugged state of nonresistance. After what the Bank 
robbers had put her through, she felt that she wouldn't have objected 
to these Warriors advances even if she were of clear mind.

The leader started sucking on one of her sore nipples, causing her to 
moan in pleasure. This reaction brought a smile to the faces of the 
dozen naked Indians surrounding her now. Looking through her dazed 
eyes, she couldn't help but be amazed at the power of the female body 
over the male of the species. Of any species for that matter, 
remembering the ram.

'How pathetic men are?' She thought, as she spurted a drugged giggle.

The Dog Soldiers, true to their name (pun), spun her onto her hands and 
knees to take her doggie fashion.

Colleen could feel numerous hands playing with her sensitive breast as 
she received a first Indian into her womb. This was a savage, 
uncontrolled fuck. The Indian pounded with all his might into her, 
creating a loud slapping sound each time his groin struck her butt. He 
lasted only a few minutes but was replaced immediately by the next one, 
and the next, and another after that.

Underneath, Colleen felt as if it was one single long fuck. As the 
sixth man came into her, she reached for one of the men playing with 
her tits and grabbed him by his nuts.

He yelled in surprise. Once he recovered from his shock, he found the 
sensation not unpleasant at all and allowed her to continue. Colleen 
then pulled him around so that he was now facing her head. Looking up 
into this Warrior's eyes, she smiled and took his manhood into her 
mouth and started sucking him with gusto.

This was something that the native Americans never practiced. To them, 
fucking served a purpose, procreation. What this crazy white woman was 
doing, could not.

The others stopped and looked at the crazy white squaw and then to the 
pleasure filled look of their comrade. They then returned to their own 
ministrations. Another took up where the last left off at her pussy. 
Colleen was enjoying her own snack and the amount of cum leaking out of 
her pussy felt soooo good to her, she hoped that it would never end.

As her ravished body continued to service these fighters she continued 
sucking on the one that she had trapped within her lips. The leader was 
himself enjoying the vision of this captive squaw being so experienced. 
He returned to playing with her hanging breast, ducking under her body 
to suckle one of her sensitive nipples in his mouth. Another of his 
warriors followed suit and started on her other nipple.

Nine of the Dog Soldiers had already been serviced by her, with the 
tenth finally unloading in her mouth. That only left the two on her 
breast that she hadn't received their jism. She got up and pushed the 
leader onto his back and then she climbed on top of him and eagerly 
guided his stiff cock into her cum drenched pussy.

Once inside of her, she tried to get the last of the Indians to mount 
her in her asshole. He couldn't understand what she was seeking, for he 
didn't speak English. But seeing her upturned ass, and still feeling 
the effects of the doped up pipe he climbed aboard nonetheless.

But not knowing anything about the perversity that Colleen had learned 
in the past couple of days, he tried to direct his hard cock to her 
already occupied vagina. Pushing in squirming, he continued to try to 
get inside that familiar area. Colleen almost burst out laughing at his 
useless attempt.

'How can he expect to get in there?' She thought.

Imagine her surprise when he did in fact slip his cock in her pussy, 
right alongside his leader's. All she could do was gasp in pleasure. 
This was as close as she had gotten to being filled since the ram had 
had her the day before.

"Oh! My! God! Two cocks!" She cried out loud. "I don't believe it, but 
lord I love it."

None of the warriors, of course knew what she was saying. All they 
could do was look on in amazement as this white squaw was taking two of 
their companions in a place made for one. Slowly, but steadily, their 
man tools were reviving for a second round.

Some of them, remembering the sight of her servicing their brother with 
her mouth started there. While the others waited patiently for her cunt 
to be vacated for them.

Colleen looked up to see four braves with their stiff rods being 
offered to her mouth. A smile appeared on her lips as she clasped one 
between them and began sucking while still churning her cunt against 
the two invading cocks that were presently there.

Looking around her head and seeing those other three cocks waiting 
patiently frustrated her. And she expected that it was the same for 
them. So she decided to be bold and took her mouth off of the one she 
was presently sucking and started alternating from one to the other.

She found this both depraved and exciting. Each had a slightly 
different texture which surprised her a bit. She had expected all 
penises to be the same. At least, that was what Dr. Mike's medical 
books seemed to suggest.

The leader underneath found the pressure of a second cock rubbing along 
and against his own most exciting. Probably the best fuck that he had 
ever had. It wouldn't take long for him to plant his seed, he thought 
to himself. Suddenly, he could feel his companion spurting into her, 
his hot sperm triggered his own orgasm as he shot his own load deep 
into her womb.

As they both extracted themselves from her pussy, two other braves 
decided to do the same. Colleen was kept busy with two cocks in her 
cunt and servicing four with her mouth. But she never relented. In 
fact, she truly enjoyed it all.

By the time all of the braves had had their second shot at her it was 
pitch black in the forest. When they had started it was still light 
enough to see by. That meant that Colleen's gangbang at their hands had 
lasted well over two hours, and she was now exhausted.

She laid down in between two of the Indians and fell soundly asleep 
with some jism still drying all over her body and face.

Sometime in the middle of the night, she had rolled onto her back while 
still asleep. Dreaming very erotic dreams, mostly about her experiences 
in the last three days. She dreamt of the fuck, the rape, the sucking, 
the ram.

As the dreams continued she started to slowly moan. She seemed to be 
stuck on the sucking part of her dream. She didn't mind, it was a 
pleasant memory. She kept visioning male lips and tongues licking her 
to orgasm. She dreamt of the ram sending his mile long tongue to the 
bottom of her hole and sending her to another climax.

Somewhere along the line, the dream didn't seem to be a dream anymore. 
She was getting aroused and this woke her from her slumber. She raised 
herself onto her elbows and looked down. There, between her legs, were 
the three wolves that roamed the camp of the Dog Soldiers. They had 
caught the scent of her sex, and much like the ram, were acting on pure 
instinct.

Colleen looked on in fascination as she could see their long tongues 
disappearing into her fuck hole. She hadn't seen the ram when he had 
done this, so she was curious. What made an animal so much better than 
a man when it came to sucking and licking.

One after another, in alternating fashion, the wolf tongues would slurp 
up the braves jism and sent her reeling as one orgasm after another 
would hit her like a hammer.

Her trashing and moaning started waking the braves from their sleep. 
They woke to the most amazing sight. This squaw must have indeed 
powerful medicine to tame their wolf brother this easily.

"Yes! Oh yes," Colleen moaned louder and louder. "Do it doggies, go for 
the snack Colleen has for you down there. Just don't stop."

Shaking her head and tossing her long hair.

After the last orgasm, she slowly descended back to earth and looked 
back to the three wolves that were giving her so much pleasure.

Just then, one of them turned slightly sideways exposing his underbelly 
to her. She gasped when she saw that he too had a stiff prick. Though 
it was shaped much differently than anything she had ever seen before 
in her life.

It had a tapered look, and stranger still, he seemed to have his knob 
at the wrong end. She was starting to wonder if the poor thing was 
deformed or something. She tried to get a look of the other two and 
discovered that theirs also had the same shape.

'I guess dog's are shaped differently then men's,' she concluded.

The braves were gathering around her to watch what she would do next. 
Maybe she was ready for them already. Can you imagine their shock when 
Colleen turned onto her hands and knees and offered her cunt to the 
three virile wolves.

The three wild beasts kept on licking her clean before one of them 
finally took it upon himself and mounted her back. Colleen enjoyed the 
feel of its furry belly on her back, but for some reason he just 
couldn't enter her. His cock kept sliding up the crack of her ass 
instead. She tried adjusting her position in various ways to no avail.

Finally she had had enough. She reached back in between her legs and 
managed to grab hold of its stem, and eagerly guided it to her pussy. 
Once the wolf felt its prick tip at her tunnel entrance, he shoved 
mightily into her. Sending it the full eight inches, with knob past her 
pussylips.

Unlike the ram though, he was a savage beast by nature, and slammed 
into her pussy at a breakneck speed. Colleen was excited by his brutal 
attack. With its forepaws wrapped tightly around her waist, she 
couldn't escape even if she wanted too.

"Fuck!" She kept telling it. "Fuck it deep you beast."

After only a few minutes, she could feel him shooting into her. But why 
let that bother her. There were two more where he came from. So she 
tried to free herself from his tool, so as to make room for one of the 
others. She was shocked to discover that his cock was wedged tight and 
wouldn't come out.

This had her concerned. How could she ever get home with a wolf on her 
back. Feeling her way between her legs, she reached her vagina and felt 
around. She could feel his cock, her pussylips. It then dawned on her 
that that strange knob was nowhere to be found. Somehow it seemed to 
have gotten wedged inside of her pussylips.

For the wolf, this was perfectly normal. It knew that eventually, its 
knob would shrink. Allowing him to dismount his bitch, but Colleen was 
not aware of any of this. This started her to panic. She started 
crawling away, dragging the complaining wolf along with her.

Finally the wolf had enough of this nonsense and snapped his jaws near 
her head. This brought Colleen back to reality. Realizing that a wolf 
would more than likely attack if she hurt him in any way. So she 
stopped trying to escape. She could still feel its jism shooting into 
her throughout this painful ordeal.

After nearly twenty minutes of being tied, she could finally feel that 
his knob was shrinking. The wolf detecting the same started to slowly 
extract himself from her sperm filled pussy. With a pop his cock came 
out, followed by a stream of wolf sperm.

As soon as the first wolf left her a second took his place and drove 
his cock into her on its first attempt, with no assistance from her. He 
pounded into her as ferociously as his predecessor.

Colleen now realizing that being stuck seemed to be normal for dogs was 
able to relax and enjoy this latest bestial fuck. She came at least 
three times with this fucker's tube down her tunnel. But knowing what 
to expect allowed her to concentrate on the filling feeling it gave 
her. The knobs were actually thicker than the ram's girth offered her.

When she felt this second wolf tying into her, she now knew what to 
expect. But she was also getting impatient for that third animal 
looking on. She tried to get him to come to her. Clicking and whistling 
and calling him out.

It took a few minutes, but the wolf came up to her face and started 
licking her there and then down underneath to her hanging breast. She 
just loved the rough texture of that tongue on her body. She then 
reached under his belly and grasped his sturdy tool. It felt slimy in 
her hands, but she was so far gone, she didn't let that bother her.

With a slow back and forth move she proceeded to jerk the wild beast 
off. As she continued doing so, she was slowly guiding him by his dick 
to her face. Once he was close enough, she then ducked her head under 
him and took his cock into her mouth, sucking furiously on it.

The wolf didn't know anything about such behavior, but he didn't seem 
to object either. His wolf brother didn't pay it no mind either as he 
just fucked her pussy until nature told him that he was done.

The only thing Colleen wanted to make sure of, was not letting that 
engorged knob in her mouth. For she feared that she wouldn't be allowed 
to breathe for the twenty minutes of so it took theses things to 
diminish in size. As she was sucking she could feel a slow dribble of 
salty jism coming from the wolves penis tip.

'This can't be him cumming?' she was thinking to herself, not yet 
comprehending that this was perfectly normal in the canine species. 
'It's so small and weak.'

The one in her pussy finally came with such force that Colleen almost 
bit down on the other's cock in her mouth. She just barely restrained 
herself from doing so.

'Now that he's done, I'll probably have twenty minutes before he 
releases me,' she thought to herslef. 'My god what a bitch I've 
become.'

She found that thought funny. Calling herself a bitch just then, while 
she was being fuck by wolves like one.

The cock in her mouth was stiffening as she continued to lick up the 
trickle of jism. Then the trickle became a stream, and the stream 
became a spray that she was finding hard to keep up with. But keep up 
she did. Unlike with the ram, Colleen managed to swallow everything 
that this beast had to offer her.

When the wolf at her head finished unloading he simply dismounted and 
joined the first one. Lying down he went about cleaning himself with 
his tongue. This only left the one still tied to her. Colleen was 
finding being tied to a beast to be yet another perverted pleasure in 
her young sexual life, all of three days.

Colleen spent two blissful and sexually active days with these 
warriors. They had learned a lot from her. Specifically, the gangbang 
art of fucking. Once, Colleen even managed to take five cocks into her 
at the same time.

She had remembered the two in her pussy from the first night and got 
them to repeat it, then she got another to mount her anal passage and 
two more in her mouth at the same time. Granted she couldn't deep 
throat them, but the ecstasy of this accomplishment was mind bending. 
She must have orgasmed at least five times on this one occasion alone.

Another time she had one of the wolves in her asshole, while she was 
straddling the cock of the leader. She feared the knot of the beast, 
but was reassured to know that her sphincter was to tight for that ball 
of meat to lock into her. So she settled into an enjoyable double fuck 
from these two virile lovers.

Her teaching must have fed their imagination, for the warriors were now 
coming up with their own creative scenarios for her. On this particular 
day they had tied her, upside down, to the rack that they used for 
curing the animal skins.

She was tied at a height that placed her face level with their 
crotches, while her pussy would be level to their mouths.

In turn, they each proceeded to fuck her mouth and lick her to multiple 
climaxes. In this position, Colleen found it almost impossible to 
swallow most of their loads. She would continually cough it out, let it 
run down her face, to her eyes and hair.

For hours now they had been at this latest game.


Part Four
The Cavalry arrives

The U.S. Cavalry had a Company of Indian fighters composed exclusively 
of Blacks. The American Indians called them 'Buffalo Soldiers'. They 
knew of them as fierce fighters that never backed down, never gave up. 
One such unit was scouting these woods for them as they continued with 
Colleen's inverted gangbang.

A scout of the company rode ahead, looking for signs of the renegade 
band, when he heard the moans that were unmistakably female. He tied 
his horse to a branch and crept forward to investigate. The scene that 
greeted him shocked and excited him.

There, before him, was the band they were looking for, raping and 
torturing a young white girl. He should have turned back and reported 
to his Sergeant immediately but he was enjoying the scene too much. He 
unbuttoned his trouser and pulled out his own impressive cock and 
started jerking himself while continuing to spy on the depraved rape.

He could see at least ten Indians, with stiff prongs themselves, 
waiting for their turn to assault that poor white girl's mouth. While 
waiting they would pinch or stoke her now upturned tits.

'Them's nice titties,' he admitted to himself.

For fear of being discovered, he increased his tempo so that he could 
leave soon and rejoin his company.

After shooting his load in the bushes that were hiding him from view, 
he crept back to his mount and climbed on. Turning around to head for 
his Company, stopping briefly to look back.

'Don't you worry ma'am," he silently tried telling Colleen. "We'll be 
back to save yuh.'

The assault on Colleen's mouth was a musical chair affair. When she was 
finished with one, another would take his place, while the last would 
relax and recuperated. By the time the last would be taking his turn 
the first would have a new hardon for her. She had already sucked them 
all twice, but the line remained full nonetheless.

The scout had finally rejoined his Company and started with his report 
to his sergeant.

"Suh! I found the renegades," he reported. "I's counted maybe ten to 
twelve of the savages, Suh."

"That's good, Corporal. Return in the ranks," the sergeant ordered.

"That's not all Sarge," the Corporal continued to report what he 
believed he saw. "They's also got a prisoner. A young girl. They've 
been torturin' her somethin' awful, Suh."

"Mmmh!" The sergeant paused to reconsider his tactics. "This'll change 
our plan of attack. Thanks Corporal, rejoin yur platoon."

"Yessuh!" And he rode to the rear of the lines.

Back at the renegades camp, Colleen was getting very dizzy from her 
inverted position. But it still didn't deter her from enjoying the task 
at hand. She wasn't quite sure when she accepted the fact that she 
loved to swallow sperm, and she no longer cared. By this time she was a 
total mess. With cum covering her body and face, but she had also 
swallowed three times that much. The dried cum, in her once soft hair, 
had congealed and made her look ragged.

As the 'Buffalo Soldiers' approached stealthily, after having received 
their orders from their sergeant. They were to encircle the camp within 
a given time frame, and then launch their attack.

Two of the Negroes were instructed to free their captive while the 
assault would take place and protect her at all cost. Now the trap was 
nearing its completion. When the soldiers had gotten close enough to 
see the assault of the white girl's body, it took each of them all of 
the concentration they could muster to keep their mind on the mission.

Finally, Sergeant Washington felt that all was set and fired the first 
shot, which was the signal for his troops to open fire themselves. In 
the midst of this surprise attack, the renegades were stumbling left 
and right in sheer panic. For they had been caught with their pants 
down, literally.

One of the first to fall was the one fucking Colleen in the mouth. He 
had slumped over her body just as he was ejaculating, and slid slowly 
to the ground, pulling his still spurting penis from her lips.

Colleen was confused as to what was going on. It took her a few seconds 
to grasp that the camp was under attack. She could see the Indians 
falling, shot, all around her.

Suddenly to Blackmen, in Army Blues, were running towards her. Once 
they had reached her, they draped a blanket over her body and proceeded 
to cut her down from her perch. Once on the ground, Colleen found that 
she couldn't stand by herself and had to be helped to safety by the two 
Negroes.

One of them, she wasn't quite sure, coped a feel of her firm buttocks. 
With their weapons drawn, the Cavalry men led Colleen to a 
predetermined location. They scooted to the river bank and lay to the 
ground, waiting for the attack to end. Her two saviors trying to see 
how the battle was going.

It only took a few minutes to dispatch the 'Dog Soldiers'. Not a single 
one of them even managed to get off a shot in return. For all intents 
and purpose, this was a massacre. Twelve unarmed Braves lay in their 
own pool of blood.

The Sergeant soon arrived at her side to check on her condition. The 
two guarding over her stood to attention at his approach.

"Are yu all righ' ma'am?" He asked her.

"I... I think so," she stammered. "Who... who are you?" Colleen asked 
in return.

"Sergeant Washington, 'B' Company out of Fort Simms, ma'am," the 
Sergeant answered stiffly.

Colleen looked around to see the Company regrouping at their Sergeant's 
side. She noticed that they were all Negroes, and looked back at the 
Sergeant.

"You're, you're the ones that the Indians call Buffalo Soldiers, aren't 
you?"

She felt weak kneed has she tried to continue with the conversation and 
collapsed in exhaustion in front of them. The blanket that was covering 
her body fell off of her exposing her young pert breasts for all to 
see.

The Sergeant dismounted and covered her naked body. He then ordered his 
men to set up camp here, and instructed the two who had freed her to 
keep watch over her. He then turned and checked on his men. His Company 
numbered twenty-five Negroes, all ex-slaves of the South.

As the soldiers settled down for the night, some were commenting on the 
white girl that they had saved that day. On how nice a body she had. 
Some were commenting on the scene before the attack and how they 
wouldn't mind some of the same as a reward for saving her.

As the conversation wore on, they're excitement on seeing her naked had 
a fair number of them rubbing the crotch of their pants. For most were 
sporting hardons by this time.

Colleen slept for over five hours. When she woke she noticed that it 
was dusk and that campfires were burning nearby. She also took notice 
that her face was recently washed clean of the drying cum that had 
covered it earlier. The two men guarding over her noticed that she was 
now awake and handed her a small parcel.

"Some clothes for yu ma'am," one of them said. "We couldn' find any of 
yurs. The Injuns musta tore 'em up, ma'am."

Colleen didn't bother trying to explain that three bank robbers had 
destroyed all of her clothing some days before. She accepted the 
package gratefully and started dressing under the blanket covering her 
still naked body. Once she was dressed the two men helped her up and 
escorted her to the campfire to get warm.

Upon approaching the fires, Colleen could clearly see about twenty 
Blackmen resting around three fires. At her approach most of them got 
up to greet her.

The Sergeant cut through his men to take her by his bedding. She lay 
down and accepted food and a cup of coffee that one of the men brought 
to her. As she began eating, the Sergeant started to gather information 
from her about how she got here.

Colleen explained the events leading to her being in the hands of the 
'Dog Soldiers'. The forest fires near Colorado Springs, that left the 
town virtually deserted and vulnerable. About her helping her Ma, Dr. 
Mike, at the Clinic. The Bank robbery. Her kidnapping at the hands of 
the bank robbing gang known as the Ferguson's. Their trading her for 
safe passage to the Indians, and their deaths at the hands of the 'Dog 
Soldiers'. She made sure to leave out all of the details about the 
sexual assaults on her body.

The Sergeant took notes on all that she said in his logbook. 
Occasionally glancing at her to catch a glimpse at her. The only shirt 
that they had to spare was a bit too small, and her jutting tits were 
stretching them tight against her young figure. He'd have to shake 
himself back to listening to her recounting of her misadventure.

"Everythin' is all right now, Miss Cooper," he reassured her.

"Colleen, please," she responded. "When do you think that you'll be 
able to get me back home?"

"It won' be for a few days yet ma'am," he answered back. "Yuh's a long 
way from Colorado Springs from here."

This didn't surprise her. She knew that with all of the riding that she 
had done in the past few days, that she was indeed a long way from 
home.

Home, what a pleasure it was to know that she would be home soon 
enough. She looked back at the Sergeant and caught him staring at her 
body. After all that she had been through, it surprised her a bit that 
this caused her to blush.

The Sergeant, realizing that he had been caught staring, casually 
smiled back at her and got up to leave.

"Oh don't go," Colleen exclaimed. "I just want to talk some more."

The Sergeant sat back down.

"How did you get the name Washington?" She asked.

"Muh Master thought it would be funny, tha's all," he told her.

"Don't be ashamed of the name," she reassured him. "He was a great man. 
And so are you, for saving me today."

"I had some help Missus," he grinned back, nodding towards his men.

This brought a smile to her lips, which the Sergeant liked to see. He 
could see how truly beautiful this young girl was under the grime and 
dirt on her face. He reached into his backpack and handed a bar of soap 
and cloth for Colleen to use.

She accepted gratefully and walked off towards the stream to wash 
herself properly for the first time in almost a week. She was 
accompanied by Jethro, one of the sergeant's Corporal. Upon reaching 
the stream Colleen knelt down and began to wash her face thoroughly. 
While she was doing this, Jethro was admiring her buttocks in the tight 
pants that she was wearing now.

'Them's butiful rear she got there,' he thought to himself.

He could also make out her slim waistline where it met with the belt of 
the pants. The sight excited him greatly and, without even realizing 
what he was doing, he slowly started rubbing the crotch of his pants to 
relieve himself.

Earlier, among the other men, the conversation was all about the goings 
on when they first arrived at the Renegade camp. On how this whorish 
white girl was servicing all of those horny savages.

Three of the men in the Company were used to servicing white mistresses 
when they were still slaves in the South. They were referred to by 
their white masters as Mandigos, because of the size of their cocks. 
The smallest of the three had a cock of twelve inches while the largest 
had an unbelievable eighteen inches.

These three usually kept to themselves because of their special gifts. 
They were always disgusted at the service that they had to perform in 
servitude. For the white bitches that used them were all ugly as sin. 
But tonight, the talk was about something that interested them greatly. 
They hadn't had any white meat in years, and this one was most 
appealing.

Colleen was not yet aware of the ruckus that her presence was 
instilling among the Negro Cavalry Men around her as yet. She was still 
washing her face. And when she turned her head as she washed the back 
of her neck, she noticed that Jethro was rubbing himself furiously 
while watching her. This caused her to smile at him. It still amazed 
her, the power of her female body over men.

Jethro noticed that he had been caught in the act by the white girl and 
immediately stopped what he was doing. He was surprised to see the girl 
crawl up to him, still smiling.

'What she doin'?' He was asking himself.

The next thing he knew, she had her hand over his privates and 
squeezed. This caused him to draw a deep breath. Colleen having 
observed Jethro's reaction started to rub up and down the crotch of the 
soldier, squeezing occasionally. Observing his reaction further, she 
then began to open his trousers to gain access to his manhood.

Jethro couldn't believe what was happening to him. In all his life, no 
white woman had ever shown any interest to niggers. But here before him 
was a beautiful young white girl that was about to service him, and he 
didn't think that she was a whore by profession.

Colleen finally unfastened Jethro's trousers and reached in, pulling 
out his stiff prick. She had never seen a blackman's penis and she was 
curious about what it would look like. She began wondering if it would 
look like an animal's, as many white people still thought of blacks as 
beasts of burden. Or would it look like any other man's.

She was astonished to find that it looked just like the other men that 
had had her recently, except for its dark color. She found the texture 
almost satiny, which she found most pleasurable.

She started to slowly jerk his cock in a slow push-pull motion. By this 
time, Jethro had overcome his initial shock of her advance and his cock 
was surging even more than when it had been released by Colleen. It was 
a nice sized cock, about eight inches. Colleen felt that she could 
easily handle it, considering what she had learned by her past 
abductors.

She leaned forward and licked the tip of Jethro's cock. She then 
proceeded to lick its length. Jethro could only hold his breath as she 
did so. When she got back to its tip Colleen let it enter her mouth and 
slowly started to suck on it. She pushed her head down easily, reaching 
his pubic hair in one single try. She then proceeded to let him fuck 
her throat as he wished.

Jethro took her cue and started to pump his hips into her face, 
enjoying the sensation of her tongue and throat on his blood engorged 
prick. He grabbed her by the head and plunged her forcibly into his 
crotch. After a few minutes he could feel himself reaching his climax 
and shoved her tight against himself to make sure that she would 
swallow his load.

Had he known how much Colleen had come to love the taste of it, he 
probably wouldn't have bothered. As it was, Colleen was willing to let 
him use her as he liked. It was the least that she could do to show 
some appreciation to her rescuers. She hadn't quite figured out what to 
do about the rest of them yet, but she was sure that she would think of 
something eventually.

After taking a few minutes to rest up, Colleen and Jethro made their 
way back to the main camp. Noticing their approach, most of the men got 
up and smiled at her. It was while passing them that Colleen first 
noticed that most of them were sporting stiff penises in their 
trousers. As she passed one of the mandingos, she felt a hand grasp her 
buttocks, which brought out an excited squeal from her throat.

She looked the man straight in the eyes and smiled. Seeing that this 
white woman didn't object, the remainder of the men formed a gauntlet 
before her. Colleen couldn't quite figure out what was going on. When 
Jethro gave her a slight push forward, she resumed walking on.

As soon as she entered the gauntlet the first hands groped her ass. 
Then rubbing her waist. Colleen was finding this attention amusing and 
exciting. The deeper she got into the gauntlet, the bolder the men got.

Finally, one of the other mandingos squeezed her perky breast through 
her tight shirt, this caused her to breathe in a deep breath in 
pleasure.

She couldn't wait to see what could possibly happen next, so she 
continued forward into the black abyss of blackmen before her. Now the 
men were getting more and more excited themselves. They started 
grabbing her clothing and pulling in different directions. A loud 
ripping sound signaled the end of the shirt, as it was pulled in two 
directions, leaving her torso bare for all to see.

The sight of this white beauty was more than enough for the men to 
unfasten their trousers and pull out their cocks and to pleasure 
themselves. Colleen couldn't believe the scenery now surrounding her. 
Two dozen blackmen exposed and masturbating before her. Because of her.

She could never have imagined in her virgin mind the shear diversity in 
cock shapes. She could see short stubby ones, long thin ones, long 
thick ones, and then she noticed the three mandingos and she could only 
gasp at the sight. One of them actually needed both of his hands to 
support his member while stroking himself.

A large black hand grasped her wrist and pulled it towards his cock. 
Colleen didn't resist, she took hold of it and started a slow up down 
stroking motion for him. Then another took hold of her other hand and 
guided it to his, and Colleen complied with no hesitation.

While she was busy stroking these two, others were playing with her 
tits. Squeezing and pinching which only pleasured her the more. Then 
one got the courage to bend forward to suckle one of her nipples to her 
delight. Another followed suit on her other breast.

As the others continued watching the action, those that were close to 
her were now busily unfastening the trousers that she was wearing. When 
they were finally done, she could feel the cool air caressing her pussy 
hair as the pants were pulled down to her ankles. This was soon 
followed by fingers probing her groin and ass areas.

She tried to give greater access to her treasure, but with the trousers 
tying her ankles together the only way to accomplish it was by 
squatting in order to spread her knees. With all of the bodies 
surrounding her and jostling her she was finding it very difficult to 
maintain her balance.

While stroking two new cocks, she felt a hand on her shoulder pushing 
down on her. Driving her to her knees before them. She didn't resist 
and she suspected what was to come, and looking forward to it as well.

Once on her knees she found herself at crotch level with, looking up, 
Sergeant Washington. He had taken notice of the disturbance and came to 
investigate. He too had noticed how beautiful she was and how talented 
she was with the Indians. Now before her, he had his own trousers 
pulled down and his very respectable eight incher stiff for her care.

While never losing her grip on the cocks in her hand, she stretched her 
neck forward and started licking the Sergeant's cock before his men. 
This got some of the men so excited that they lost patience for waiting 
their turn in her hands and frantically began stroking themselves.

One of the men got on his back and slid himself under her crotch and 
started licking her leaking pussy. Another moan escaped her cock 
stuffed lips. Then she felt a finger probing inside her anal passage 
and she instinctively moved forward to avoid it. This drove her to 
start swallowing the sergeant's prick down her throat, which by now was 
old hat for her.

She felt the two men in her hands jerk and started shooting their loads 
on either side of her face. The cum dripping down her chin. She then 
could feel more cum load striking her breast, nipples and even her 
back. Opening her eyes to find out what was going on, she saw that 
nearly half of the men were now climaxing all over her body. The 
Sergeant came himself soon after. As soon as he vacated his position 
another man covered it.

Colleen didn't know how long she could keep going like this. Her arms 
were now getting very tired. She had stroked at least a dozen men and 
sucked off six. Three men gulped down her own juices while all of this 
was going on and yet she couldn't bring herself to stop. She also 
realized that some of them were behind her, for occasionally she would 
be poked by a stiff, warm, slick member.

The one that she presently sucking off got a signal from his comrade 
behind her, and slid down to his knees, forcing her to bend at the 
waist so as to not lose his cock. This presented her ass to the stiff 
cock that was previously poking her in the back. Her eyes popped open 
when she started to feel the pressure from behind. She didn't resist, I 
mean she had experienced this all before and she had enjoyed it 
greatly, once the initial pain of the penetration passed away.

So here she was with a cock in each hand, a face in her pussy under 
her, a cock in her mouth at the front, while another was penetrating 
her shithole. To say that her position was awkward would have been an 
understatement. The only reason that she wasn't about to fall on her 
face was that three pairs of hands were busily groping her tits while 
also supporting her body for her.

And with all of this, none of the three mandingos had yet approached 
her. The sight of their gigantic pricks still haunted her mind, and she 
couldn't wait for them to take her as well. But these men could afford 
to be patient. Their training as mandingos included tremendous control. 
They could last for almost an hour before ejaculating. This was a 
requirement from their ugly white bitch masters. Now for once, this 
training would serve their own needs.

This Company gangbang had now been going on for almost two hours and 
over half of the men had now given up from shear exhaustion. Colleen 
was determined to finish them all off before the night was over. She 
was now down to nine men left, counting the yet unused mandingos.

She got one of the men to lie on the ground and with her back to him 
slowly inserted his stiff rod up her anal passage. Once this was 
accomplished, she leaned back to lie across his chest and invited one 
of his buddies to tit fuck her, and yet another to get inside of her 
pussy.

'That takes care of three,' she thought.

Next she leaned her head back and invited another into her greedy mouth 
and started sucking him off at the same time. This makes four! And with 
her free hands she grasped another two and started stroking those. Six, 
six cocks at the same time, she amazed herself.

'I wonder how much Hank would pay for this kind of service,' she 
thought to herself. 'Stop that! I'm not a whore. Or am I?'

She was now getting confused as to her community standing after all of 
this.

She was trying to time it so that everyone would cum simultaneously. 
With all of her experience recently, it was the only thing that she 
couldn't recall ever happening and she wanted to feel it here, now.

Watching silently in the darkness, the three mandingos couldn't help 
but be amazed themselves. This white girl didn't seem to have any 
limits as to what she could or would do. They looked at each other and 
agreed on how to handle her when the time came.

It didn't take long for the seven on the ground to succumb to the lust 
filled air in the camp. Colleen was pleased when she got her wish. All 
seven of them, Colleen included, came together in one thunderous 
climax. Cum was now shooting all around her as well as inside her body. 
She could feel the cum escaping her orifices from the volume that was 
being injected.

Even her mouth wasn't able to contain the cum that she was so 
desperately trying to swallow, but her excitement and her own climax 
wouldn't let her concentrate on the task. She simply surrendered to the 
drenching and collapsed with the rest of them.

The only one's left standing were the three mandingos. Now, it would be 
their turn.


Part Five
Full-Filling Colleen

While everyone else remained passed out from the exertion of the night, 
the three mandingos gathered their gear and saddled four horses. They 
had decided to desert with this prize white slut and really show her 
what penetration was.

While two took care of the gear, the third, a giant at nearly seven 
feet in height, gathered up the limp Colleen from the middle of the 
camp and the black bodies. Wrapping her up in a blanket he snuck back 
to his companions and passed her up to one of them and proceeded to 
climb his own mount.

Slowly and quietly they had the horses creep out of the camp area and 
continued at this slow pace until they felt that they were out of 
earshot. Then they went on their way, not yet knowing where they should 
go, but simply to find an isolated place where they could have their 
way with Colleen's treasures.

They had been traveling for well over six hours by the time Colleen 
started to stir from her slumber. She looked up to see the face of a 
very dark negro and was taken aback, until she remembered him from one 
of the Cavalry men that had rescued her from the Dog Soldiers. She 
smiled up at him but got no response. She looked around and saw only 
two others from the Cavalry Company.

At first she thought that maybe Sergeant Washington had decided to have 
them escort her back to Colorado Springs. Then it dawned on her that 
these were the three mandingos with those monstrous cocks. She also 
noticed that all she had on was a blanket over her naked young body.

Wiping her face with her hand showed that she was still covered with 
dry cum from the Negroes that she had sex with the previous night. She 
gathered that these three kidnapped her away from her last rescuers for 
their own purpose. Not that she really minded, she had hoped that they 
would have joined the others last night, but they never moved. Their 
giant tools taunting her through those events, but never once did they 
approach her then.

Looking up through the forest canopy she could tell that it must be 
late morning, which meant that they must have been riding for hours by 
then. When they finally stopped for something to eat, one of them 
approached her with a new set of Army clothe. His name was Samual and 
he could speak English a little.

As Colleen dropped the blanket to the ground to change, she stood naked 
before the three virile men. Her modesty had totally evaporated by now, 
and she hoping for some sign of interest from them.

Samual explained to her that the other two didn't understand her 
language, so she needed to speak to him directly. Looking from one to 
the other as she slipped on the shirt and pulled it tight in trying to 
button it up, she tried carrying on with a frank discussion with her 
translator.

"Don't you find me beautiful, Samual?" She asked, confused as to why 
they wouldn't have sex with her.

"Very butiful ma'am," he retorted.

"Then why won't you have sex with me?" She continued along this line.

Samual passed on her question to his companions. All three broke into a 
thunderous laughter. He then turned back to Colleen and continued.

"We have been specially trained in this Ma'am," he explained to her. 
"But we don' perform on comman' no mor'."

"I understood that Samual. But you can have me whenever you want," she 
told him. "You know that, don't you?"

"We'se gonna have yuh anyway ma'am," he let her know.

And with that he left her alone and rejoined his friends by the fire 
for some nourishment. She washed herself up as best as she could under 
the circumstances and finished dressing. Once dressed Colleen joined 
them and accepted a cup of coffee from the one named Jericho.

She learned from Samual that the giant one was named Kikoo. The white 
slaver had never broken him to accept his white name.

Kikoo stood at almost seven feet tall, with very muscular arms. Samual 
told her that he was so strong that he once lifted a pony off of the 
ground. Colleen gasped at such a feat, and she could only imagine the 
musculature under that shirt. The Cavalry even had to supply him with a 
huge horse to ride for no other could have supported his weight for the 
long patrols that they engaged in.

After a couple of hours of rest they got back on their horses and gave 
the spare for her to ride on and rode off. Continuing to put as much 
distance between themselves and Sergeant Washington's Company. They 
rode the rest of the day nonstop until it started to get too dark to 
continue safely.

At this point they stopped and made camp again. But again Colleen was 
being disappointed from the lack of attention from these studs. She 
unbuttoned the shirt to loosen it, it was so tight that it made 
breathing difficult. She unclasped the top four buttons which created a 
deep cleavage of her breast. Liking how this looked, she left it like 
that from then on.

'Maybe this will encourage them,' she thought.

But still nothing happened that night. When they woke the next morning 
they ate a hearty breakfast and took to the trails once more. They rode 
for another six hours before stopping to rest the horses.

Colleen approached Kikoo and pressed her body to his for a feel of what 
lie beneath. He simply brushed her away and returned to his mount. 
Colleen was disappointed at his rebuff, but she did get to feel his 
chest and she was excited by how hard it was.

She picked herself up off the ground and joined the others as they too 
were mounting their horses. And so it went for the next three more 
days. No physical contact with her was ever made during this whole 
time. For the first time, since her initial kidnapping, her female body 
couldn't entice these three men. She was starting to get discouraged, 
thinking that she may never get to feel their bodies next to hers.

On the fifth day they came upon a cliff face and followed along it for 
a couple of miles, when Jericho noticed an opening. They stopped to 
investigate. Kikoo and Colleen waiting by the horses, Samual and 
Jericho went inside this cave and looked around.

They emerged after a few minutes and signaled them to join them. 
Jericho helped her down from her horse and grabbed the reins of all 
four horses and led them away to tie them down for the night.

Colleen couldn't help but think that there was something familiar about 
this place, but she just couldn't place it. Kikoo pointed to the cave 
to Colleen and she followed his silent directions. Once inside Colleen 
knew where they were.

She had come full circle back to the Ferguson's hideout. There was the 
cot where they had her tied down for the ram and they had raped her. 
Rather then feel any revulsion at being there, she actually was finding 
it memorable to have returned where most of her sexual education had 
begun. She was slightly pushed aside as the two blackmen wanted to 
enter as well. Jericho joined them a moment later.

He mentioned to his compatriots, in their language, about the coral 
that he had found nearby. Then looking around took notice that the cave 
seemed to have been occupied recently. Colleen notice the worried look 
on their faces about the possible occupants of the cave.

"It's all right," she tried to reassure them. "This is where my 
kidnappers took me. They're dead now, remember. The Indians killed them 
all."

"Are yuh shure ma'am?" Samual asked her.

"Yes, yes I'm quite sure Samual," she responded.

Samual relayed the information to his friends. They all relaxed and 
settled down for the night. They built a big fire, knowing that it 
wouldn't be seen from outside, and enjoyed a hot meal of mutton that 
Jericho had slaughtered from the coral. Colleen silently hoped that it 
wasn't her ram lover.

After this hearty meal, the three mandigos got together to conference. 
It wouldn't have helped her if she tried to eavesdrop for she knew that 
they would be talking in their own language, so she just patiently sat 
on the cot, her cot, and waited. After a few more minutes, the three 
men got up and approached her.

"T'is time ma'am," Samual told her dispassionately.

It took her a few seconds to understand what he meant by that. Then a 
smile crossed her lips as she figured out the meaning.

Jericho held out his hand to her and assisted her to her feet. Once up 
she slowly started to undo the remainder of her shirt button and 
removed it, exposing herself to them willingly.

There she stood bare-breasted before them, and it excited her. Next, 
she unfastened her pant buttons and squeezed her legs out of those as 
well. She was now completely naked and enjoying the gleeful look on her 
lovers to be.

The three men followed her example and began stripping down as well. 
She liked the look of Samual and Jericho, but what she was really 
looking forward to was the giant Kikoo. When he finally removed his 
shirt she could only gasp at the washboard stomach that he had. It 
looked so hard that she was sure that it would scrape her skin. The 
three mandigos smiled at her reaction.

Samual had the shortest cock of the three, only fourteen inches, and he 
approached her first. He cupped her tits in his hands and, lowering his 
head, sucked in a nipple, one at a time. He slipped his other hand to 
her groin and inserted his middle finger into her wet womb. Pulling it 
out he showed how wet and ready the white girl was to his friends. This 
brought out some derogatory comments and laughter from them all.

He continued his ministrations for a little while longer and then, 
finally laid her down on the cot. Colleen had been waiting for this 
moment ever since she first glimpsed their manhood days ago. As Samual 
placed the head of his cock at her pussy entrance, Colleen couldn't 
help but compare its size to that of the ram. They were almost the same 
she felt.

Samual was the first to be surprised at finding that the girl's pussy 
was already stretched out and that his cockhead slipped into her with 
very little resistance. Not that he minded, breaking in a new girl was 
always a pain. Both for him and her, but not this time, and he was 
glad. He continued to push more of his prick into her willing body as 
Colleen wrapped her legs around his waist in pleasure.

"OH yes that feels so nisssse!" She lisped. "Samual go deeper 
pleazzzze."

Samual complied and stuffed twelve hard inches into her on his next 
stroke with a loud grunt.

"Unghh!" Was all the sound that she could voice.

He then pulled back in preparation for his next surge. With his next 
thrust he buried all fourteen inches into Colleen's cunt. Once his 
friends saw that he was now completely inside of her, they started to 
beat on anything handy at a steady rhythm. Feeling that his goal had 
been reached he then started to fuck her in a rhythmic fashion, 
following the beat that his companions were doing.

He would pull his long cock almost completely out of her vagina before 
sending it pounding back in. This long in/out stroke was driving 
Colleen out of her mind. As she soon came to realize that these men had 
been really well trained at this. Samual kept on fucking her at the 
same, agonizing pace, making sure that his cock would be rubbing her 
clit with each move.

Because of this, Colleen had her first orgasm within two inward 
strokes. She couldn't believe it. If she got one this early, then her 
night was going to be an exhausting one indeed. Samual's slow pace 
allowed him to remain stiff inside of her for well over twenty minutes 
and Colleen was enjoying every second of it.

When he finally came, it was with such gusto that he was pushing her 
body up the cot and the other two had to come over to hold her in 
place. So much jism was being delivered into her, that some of it was 
actually seeping out of her pussy, pass the cock plugging it.

All in all Colleen experienced over twenty orgasms with this first 
negro lover with two more to come. And those two had even bigger cocks 
than Samual, but she was ready for them. In fact, she couldn't wait!

Having finished with her cunt, Samual slowly pulled out his long staff 
from her tunnel until it plopped out. He then brought it up to her 
chest and started slapping her nipples with his heavy meat, leaving 
streaks of his and her juices all over them. He continued moving up to 
her face and proceeded to slap her cheeks with his now semi hard prick.

Colleen was actually enjoying this mild form of humiliation. So much so 
that she managed to trap Samual's cock in her lips and proceed to lick 
it clean of her own juices. While Samual was getting himself cleaned 
off by her, Jericho had assumed his position at her cunt entrance and 
inserted himself inside of her.

Colleen moaned around Samual's cock when she felt Jericho's longer 
cock. If memory served her right, she remembered that his was even 
longer, probably sixteen inches and thick to boot. She thought that 
Samual had filled her, but here was another that was trying to stretch 
her cunt even wider. Despite her well lubricated pussy, Jericho was 
having a harder time for she was still tight for his prick.

The friction that this created across her pussylips caused another 
powerful orgasm to hit her. It was so powerful that she unintentionally 
bit down on Samual's proud cock still in her mouth. He let out a yell 
of pain and pulled out suddenly, slapping her hard across the cheek as 
reprisal. She in turn yelped at the stunning blow.

"I'm sorry Samual. It was an accident I assure you," Colleen pleaded to 
him.

Samual looked over to Jericho and saw his larger cock stuffed into 
their white bitch and accepted her plea. He could see how much his 
friend was stretching her pussylips and realized that she had reacted 
to its penetration. So he returned his prick to her face which he was 
glad to see her take back into her mouth.

Though his cock was partly limp, it was still bigger than any of the 
others she had had in the past weeks. The feeling of this limp cock 
inside her mouth was a new feeling. A feeling that Colleen found very 
exciting in itself.

All the while, Jericho continued plunging his own tool into her pussy. 
He had already managed to stuff half of it into her, and still 
Colleen's pussylips hadn't stretched out enough to subdue the friction 
of his cock against her vaginal walls. He also reached for her tits and 
started rubbing them and pinching her nipples while watching his 
friend, Samual, getting a limp blowjob.

As with Samual's fuck, Jericho was slowly shoving and pulling back out 
his cock making sure that it would make contact with her clit at each 
passage. Colleen was gasping for air with each fuck stroke as she kept 
Samual's great member tightly between her lips, sucking on the 
succulent meat.

Eventually Samual tired of this game and pulled away from her, taking 
his cock with him. He settled down in the corner to watch his 
companions perform on her. With Samual out of his way now, Jericho 
draped himself completely over Colleen's body which made his task of 
driving his sixteen inches deep in her womb. This also gave him the 
opportunity to invade her mouth with his tongue, something his previous 
mistress taught him while still a slave.

Colleen welcomed his invading tongue and returned the action with her 
own tongue slipping past his lips. She sucked on his invading presence 
and hugged him tightly to her body, wanting to get more of his penis 
inside of her young cunt.

It had taken a while, but her pussy was now stretched enough to permit 
him to finally get all of his staff inside of her. This was the first 
time in a long time that he had had his tool buried to the hilt. Being 
Negro, most whores wouldn't even let him or his companions to fuck 
them. It was nice to have this one so willing.

As with Samual, Jericho managed to control himself sufficiently to last 
over twenty minutes before climaxing deep inside of her. And once again 
Colleen had experienced multiple orgasms during this time. From all of 
this climactic effort she was now so weak that she was in a complete 
daze and looked like a rag doll. She didn't even have the necessary 
strength to keep her legs wrapped around his torso in the final minutes 
of this fuck.

When he finally came Jericho actually had to pull back to give her womb 
the room to take his jism inside of her. As with Samual earlier, he 
unloaded a huge amount of juice, enough that it also seeked escape past 
his cock. He stayed there until he had relieved himself completely and 
then removed his penis from her and joined Samual for a rest.

This only left Kikoo left to be satisfied. And his cock was of a 
monstrous proportion compared to his compadres. It was actually over 
eighteen inches in length with a girth of five or six inches. A tool 
like that belonged on a horse, not a human being. Even though it was in 
its erect state, it was so long that its own weight pulled it downward, 
almost reaching his knees.

Kikoo looked down at the half conscious girl before him. Looking over 
to Samual for directions he got down on his knees and proceeded to 
clean out her overflowing pussy of all the juices seeping out of it. 
Paying particular attention to her blood engorged clit. He also 
indulged himself by sticking one of his giant fingers into her asshole 
which caused Colleen to moan while still in a daze.

Colleen was so dazed that she wasn't paying any attention to Kikoo at 
this time. After the monster fucks that she had just endured with 
Samual and Jericho she would need time to recuperate. Time that Kikoo 
wasn't really going to give her.

Unconsciously, Colleen moved her hands slowly to her breast and started 
massaging them in unison to his manipulation of her cunt with his 
tongue. Once he was satisfied that she was now ready to receive him he 
pulled her down the cot by her legs effortlessly. Pulling her cunt 
entrance ever so closer to the head of his cock.

Once she was near the edge of the cot, he took hold of his cockhead and 
started to rub it erotically over her pussylips before inserting it 
slowly past its crown. He then slowly, agonizingly proceeded stuffing 
more and more of his tool inside her. The length of it made it somewhat 
awkward that he had to use his hands to stuff it in at this early stage 
of the game.

Colleen, though still very weak, was becoming aware of the new presence 
at her tunnel entrance. Raising her head, she looked down to see a 
black log sliding inside her young vagina. The sight caused her to moan 
loudly in anticipation of the fuck that she was about to receive.

Kikoo continued to stuff his cock into her young body at a slow but 
steady pace. Once he had half of it inside of her, he removed his hands 
and proceeded without them. He then reached up her body to cup her 
small pert tits in each hand.

Colleen loved the feel of his giant hands over her tits. She was just 
as suddenly disappointed when she felt him remove them. Looking at 
Kikoo to find out why he stopped, she then felt his big hands under her 
armpits pulling her up to him. Colleen came to realize that Kikoo had 
something new in mind for her.

Kikoo then did the most amazing thing with her. He stood up with 
Colleen still impaled on half his cock. Supporting her only by her 
shoulders over his shaft. Colleen was amazed at his strength. He 
handled her body weight as easily as if it was a rag doll. She on the 
other hand was still so weak from her other lovers that her arms hung 
limply to her side, as did her legs.

He then pulled her body tight against his own, pressing her breast to 
his washboard stomach muscles. She could feel the power that they 
represented surging through her sensitive nipples. The next thing that 
happened was unexpected to her. Kikoo started to use her body, as he 
would've used is hand, to jerk himself off in her pussy.

She was flabbergasted as to the ease that he was showing in lifting her 
and then stroking her downward onto his cock, seemingly with no effort. 
It also excited her all the more. Kikoo made especially sure that her 
breast and nipples would rub against his muscular stomach throughout 
this fucking.

To Colleen, it felt as if she was rubbing herself against a log. That 
was how solid his muscles felt as they excited her to no ends. In the 
background, Samual and Jericho were reviving their own tools watching 
Kikoo perform for them. They could clearly see that he had already 
managed to get fourteen of his eighteen inches into her cunt.

It amazed them both that this young girl could accommodate such a mass 
of meat in her virtually inexperienced pussy. They continued to watch 
as Kikoo continued to use her body to jerk himself off with, still with 
no sign of strain on him. He would lift her up till her face was level 
to his. He would give her a deep frenchkiss, which Colleen returned, 
before lowering her body back down on his staff.

Colleen no longer had any sense of time as this went on. But her cunt 
kept on reacting as it has over the past many days. She had orgasm 
after orgasm. Her juices could be seen streaking down the length of her 
limp legs, to drip off of the tip of her toes. She was so exhausted 
that she was no longer aware of when she was having an orgasm.

Kikoo continued to jerk himself off into her until he, amazingly, 
managed to get his full eighteen inches buried inside her pussy. Once 
he felt that happen he stopped. Leaving her completely impaled on his 
shaft. As a joke he took his hands off her shoulders and showed his 
friends that his cock was the only thing holding her up. Colleen's feet 
were over a foot off the ground. At this sight they all broke out 
laughing.

Colleen passed out at this point, not from pain, but from the overdose 
of pleasure that she had received. Kikoo didn't really care whether or 
not she was conscious for this. He was only interested in gratifying 
himself at this time. An so he proceeded to continue with his jerking 
himself off with her.

Samual then had an idea. Getting up he joined the standing couple and, 
placing an empty crate on the ground, placed himself behind Colleen. He 
then nudged Kikoo to have him stop for a second. This gave him the time 
necessary to insert is 'smaller' cock at the entrance of her ass. Using 
his hands he pulled her ass cheeks apart and managed to get the first 
couple of inches in.

Then on his signal Kikoo resumed his work, this time working Samual's 
cock in her ass at the same time. The initial pain from this large 
penetration brought Colleen back to a waking state. She could only 
manage to grunt with each deeper thrust in her forbidden channel.

The fact that her cunt was still overstuffed with Kikoo's monster cock 
didn't dissipate the discomfort that she was feeling from Samual's 
invasion. Samual reached around her body and began to massage her 
breast savagely. His excitement was mounting past his well disciplined 
training. Once he managed to have four or five inches in her ass 
Colleen could literally feel both cocks rubbing against each other 
through the thin membrane that separated them.

This cock rubbing sensation didn't go unnoticed to the two Negroes 
either. The feeling was an exciting new experience to them both. For 
once they lost their self-control and increased the tempo of their 
fucking. Kikoo was now shoving poor Colleen's body down on their shafts 
so hard that tears were pouring out of her eyes.

For the first time since Jeremiah Ferguson had violently broken her 
hymen, she wasn't enjoying her fucking. With Kikoo's eighteen inches 
imbedded in her pussy, and Samual finally managing to get his full 
fourteen inches in her ass, they all stopped moving at this point. 
Savoring this exquisite sensation.

Colleen couldn't believe that her small body, compared to theirs, 
actually managed to take in a combined thirty inches of cock flesh. 
Nothing in Dr. Mike's medical books ever suggested that such a thing 
was possible. But yet here she was, living proof that it could be done.

By now the pain in her ass had subsided sufficiently so that her body 
was now accepting it with the same pleasurable feeling that she had 
felt before, if not somewhat more engorged.

Kikoo had now been supporting her off of the ground for the past 
fifteen minutes, and the physical exertion was beginning to show on 
him. For the first time in his memory, Samual was seeing Kikoo falter 
while fucking. He knew that it wasn't the girl's weight that had caused 
this, but rather her stamina had won over his brute strength.

So Samual began helping his cohort in jerking Colleen's body up, off 
their cocks and back down again. Colleen was still the limp rag she was 
when Kikoo first picked her up from the cot. She even had a problem 
keeping her head up straight as they continued fucking her mercilessly.

Then unexpectedly she heard a loud grunt escape Kikoo's throat as she 
felt his powerful loins drive up into her as he came in a tremendous 
torrent deep inside of her. By now Colleen was immune to her own 
orgasm. Having had so many, so fast, she now was no longer even 
conscious of them. But it was quite obvious that she was as her juices 
could been seen flowing down her inner thighs each time.

This fucking had gone on so long, and she had had so many orgasms that 
there was actually a puddle of her own juices on the ground beneath her 
dangling feet.

Feeling his friend cumming deep inside her cunt through the thin 
membrane managed to trigger Samual's own climax. Two monster cocks 
cumming simultaneously in a small, young white girl. If ever a mob got 
whiff of this they would all be hunted to the ends of the Earth and 
hung, this they all realized.

They also knew that before they left they would have to kill her to 
keep what they have done secret.


Part Six
The Final Rescue

When Sergeant Washington discovered the three missing men had absconded 
with Miss Cooper, he immediately dispatched Jethro and three others in 
pursuit.

They had tracked them for days now. Losing the trail on many occasions 
and needing to backtrack before finding it again. It wasn't until they 
noticed the horses tethered in a makeshift coral that they knew they 
had found their deserters.

Dismounting Jethro passed on his instructions to his men to look for 
their camp. It took them a while to locate the cave entrance in the 
cliff face. Once at the entrance they could make out sounds coming from 
inside. They knew right off what those sounds were. The deserters were 
having their fun with the white girl that they had had themselves just 
a few nights before.

'Just like wit' them Injuns,' Jethro thought to himself. 'That gurl is 
becoming the best bait the Cavalry ever had.'

He signaled his men to enter the cave quietly. If they were lucky they 
could capture them without firing a shot. Slowly, deftly the four men 
made their way inside, following the sound of fucking deep down inside. 
Trying to keep the noise down they approached the deserters.

Colleen was still skewered on Samual and Kikoo's cocks, between their 
bodies. Her feet dangling a foot off the ground, with her juices 
running down her calves to puddle on the ground beneath her. They were 
oblivious to the approaching men down the tunnel.

Jericho, sitting in the corner was the first to hear the noise from the 
entrance and reached for his rifle just as Jethro and his men burst 
into the scene. One of them noticed Jericho reaching for his gun and 
opened fire, missing.

Jericho was much more accurate, shooting two of them down before 
dropping dead to the ground from a head shot, but not before his final 
shot killed Jethro's last man. Samuel and Kikoo were not as fortunate 
as Jericho. Still stuck up Colleen's lean body, they were killed before 
realizing what was happening.

All three of them collapsed to the ground. Kikoo with his cock still 
imbedded in Colleen's cunt fell first, dragging the other two on top of 
his breathless body. Their bodies never disconnecting. Colleen's breath 
was knocked out of her has Samual's full dead weight fell on top of 
her.

Trapped between them she orgasmed. As indignant as it may seem, Colleen 
felt their death throes deep inside her churning innards. In one final 
act, the dead bodies of Samual and Kikoo shot their last load deep 
inside of her and she came again.

Jethro looked at the carnage before him. The deserters dead, so 
apparently was their hostage. His men lying dead around him. What a 
disaster this turned out to be. Just as he was about to leave he heard 
a low moan. Turning with his weapon at the ready he searched for the 
source of the sound.

It seemed to be coming from the tangled naked bodies in the middle of 
the cave. Approaching them cautiously he saw movement coming from the 
pile of flesh. What he saw was white flesh, the hostage. She was still 
alive.

Putting his rifle down, he went over and lifted the dead body of Samual 
off of Colleen's weak body. He heard a pop has the dead cock came out 
of her asshole. He then lifted her slowly off of Kikoo's dead stiff 
spear, this seemed to take forever. He knew how long Kikoo's and the 
others pricks were.

After a long effort, he finally had her cunt free of that cock as well. 
Looking around in the cave, he noticed the cot in the corner. He walked 
over to it and deposited the semi-conscious Colleen in it, covering her 
naked body with a blanket.

Seeing all of the dried cum on her body, he then got a cloth from his 
saddlebag and proceeded to wash off her body while she was still 
sleeping. Pulling down the blanket, exposing her naked body to his eyes 
was a challenge to his libido. But he managed to stifle his immediate 
urge to assault her unconscious form nonetheless.

After completing this task, he covered her up again and turned his 
attention to the next task. Removing the dead bodies from the cave. He 
went back outside to prepare graves for the dead men.

Upon his return he noticed that Colleen was starting to stir from her 
slumber. He picked up the discarded clothes that she had worn before 
and lay it out for her for when she was ready. Her eyes fluttered open 
and she gasped when she noticed him in the cave. Looking around, she 
couldn't see any of her Negro lovers.

"They's can't hurt yuh no mor', ma'am," he answered her querying eyes. 
"They's all dead ma'am."

"Yo... you killed them?" She asked him.

"Yes'm," Jethro told her, his head lowered in sadness. "Din't have no 
choice, ma'am. They wen' for their guns."

Colleen was in shock. Both from the death of her powerful lovers and 
from hatred for this man for killing them. Jethro offered he a cup of 
hot coffee that he had been preparing. She accepted it reluctantly.

"Yu know they's would'a killed yuh later on, don' yuh ma'am?" Jethro 
asked her.

"They wouldn't have done that," she answered back angrily. "Yes'm they 
would'a," he told her bluntly. "Wouldn' have no other choice, miss. If 
anybody found out wha' they done to ya they would'a been hung to the 
nearest tree."

Colleen reflected on this and conceded that he was probably right. Her 
anger over him subsided soon after.

He could see her attitude change gradually, and he was pleased that she 
no longer regarded him with that evil stare that first struck him when 
she first woke up. She relaxed more and let the blanket slip away from 
her body as she took a sip from the coffee, exposing her naked top to 
her rescuer.

He then returned to the task of removing the dead bodies from the cave. 
In her present condition, he knew that it would be a few days before 
they could try to leave this place. He might as well make it as 
comfortable as possible for them in the meantime.

He had very little problem with the bodies, that is until he tried to 
drag the giant form of Kikoo. At over three hundred pounds, it proved 
to be an insurmountable task for his small frame. He had to resort to a 
rather undignified solution. He went over to the coral and brought in 
one of the horses to use to drag the limp body of his former comrade.

The horse stood by the cot while Jethro tied a rope around Kikoo's 
body. The smell of sex still permeated the cave, this did not go 
unnoticed by the huge beast. His cock was slowly emerging from its 
sheath under his belly, right next to Colleen's semiconscious form.

Colleen would occasionally flutter her eyes open, simply to close them 
soon after. It was in one such instance that she noticed the beast next 
to her. This got her wide awake as she stared at the unbelievable sight 
developing before her eyes. In a matter of seconds, or so it seemed, 
the horse had exposed its huge cock. A cock that surpassed even poor 
Kikoo's.

It wasn't fully erect yet, but already it was over two feet in length 
and almost reached the ground beneath him. In fact, it was so close to 
cot level that all she needed to do was to reach out to touch it. And 
this was an opportunity that she couldn't let slip by.

With his back turned to her, Jethro was not yet aware of what was about 
to occur. He was still too busy with getting Kikoo's body ready to be 
dragged outside by the beast. He could hear the great best snort 
repeatedly for reasons yet unknown to him.

When Colleen's hand first made contact with that pulsing member, she 
was astounded at the power, and the heat, that could be felt from it. 
As blood continued to surge through the member, it began to straighten 
itself up and away from the ground and be more parallel to its great 
belly. All the while it would be snorting its satisfaction on her 
manipulations.

Soon it had risen up and away from her stroking affection. But she 
didn't want to lose this opportunity. So despite her weak condition she 
slowly got up from the cot, dropping the blanket that Jethro had placed 
on her to the ground before her and stumbled slightly to the horse and 
knelt under him.

Jethro heard the commotion and turned to see the white girl below the 
great beast, not paying any attention to his presence, but rather 
staring blankly up at the horse's monstrous penis. He was about to take 
her back to her bedding when he saw her reach up to the horse's cock 
and start a slow stroking motion along its length. That stopped him 
cold as he fell on his rear at this perverse display.

Colleen could no longer control herself in sexual matters. It seemed 
that whenever she would get close to a stiff cock, she would have to 
take it. She was enjoying the heat that was emanating from this king of 
cocks.

As she continued her ministration of its member she noticed a droplet 
of pre-cum forming at the head of the cock. Having tasted bestial cum 
on many occasions now, she wanted to find out what horse cum would 
taste like. So, slowly, inexorably, she raised herself from the ground 
and licked the droplet from its source with her tongue and swirled it 
in her mouth before swallowing it.

Jethro was shocked. He knew that such a scene should repulse him but 
instead he found it to be the most erotic thing that he had ever seen. 
And he had witnessed a lot, besides her gangbang performance and rape 
from earlier. He took out his own cock and started to stroke himself 
while not disturbing Colleen in her exploration of the horse's member.

Having enjoyed her first taste of horse cum, she decided that she 
wanted more and began to lick the huge member along its whole length to 
get it to release himself to her. When she got to his balls, she was 
startled to see the size, and expected them to give her a huge load 
when they would empty themselves.

She slid her tongue back to the head of the horse cock and licked all 
around that as well. She then got the urge to suck on it. She didn't 
know if her mouth could accommodate something so large, but she was 
willing to try nonetheless.

So, hesitantly, she place her lips directly before the great staff and 
kissed it. Then she slowly parted them to allow it to enter. At first 
she couldn't manage, but after working her jaw muscles to their limit 
she eventually got the first inch inside her oral cavity.

Jethro was enthralled by the sight before him. Never in his life could 
he ever have imagined something like this be possible, never mind 
witnessing such a feat. His hand was now a blur of motion as he jerked 
himself off uncontrollably. He continued to watch Colleen, wondering 
what else she would do to please the great beast.

Colleen wasn't about to stop there, she started pushing her face 
forward, trying to get more of it inside her over stretched lips. She 
knew that she could never take the full two feet, but she still wanted 
more than what she presently had inside.

The horse, feeling his member in the confines of her mouth reacted 
instinctively and fucked forward, sending Colleen sprawling under him. 
Jethro was about to go help her up when she raised herself on her own, 
only to return to the great cock above her head.

She got it back inside her sucking lips and held to the horse's stalk, 
in anticipation to his next stroke. This time she managed to stay 
steady before its power. The horse's savage shove also forced in 
another two inches of its prick inside the tight confines of her mouth.

Though Colleen wanted more, she had to accept the fact that her small 
mouth probably could never manage such a feat. So she satisfied herself 
to what she presently had and with her hands on the huge cock began to 
jerk the big animal off so that she could receive his jism.

She would slide her hand to arms length along the stalk and still 
couldn't touch its balls at the end. This was a slight disappointment 
to her, but it did not diminish her resolve on making him cum. She 
continued to stroke it as best that her human body could manage, all 
the while sucking feverishly on the three inches in her mouth. Using 
her tongue on it whenever there was room in her stuffed mouth to move 
it around.

Jethro just stared at the scene as he began to cum himself. Obviously 
he couldn't expect to have the same stamina than a horse, but he had 
hoped to hold off a bit longer than he did. Keeping his hand on his 
cock, he was surprised to find that it was showing no sign of losing 
its stiffness. He believed that Colleen's performance in front of him 
had a lot to do with this.

The horse was nearing its own first climax and was hrumphing repeatedly 
now. Under him Colleen's hands felt the first surge of cum long before 
it ever reached her mouth. She was amazed that she could feel it as it 
was making its way inside the cock.

Then it hit her full force within her mouth. The first jet was so 
powerful that it almost blew her right off the cockhead, but somehow 
she managed to stay with it. So much cum was now surging inside her 
mouth that it ballooned her cheeks and was trying to escape its 
confines by any means, even through her nose. She would have loved to 
take it all but it was so much more than she had ever gotten in a 
single fuck.

She swallowed as much as she could and as fast as she could but still a 
large amount of it was escaping her sucking mouth, dripping onto he 
breast and nipples only to run down her body to the ground. She enjoyed 
feeling the warm fluid as it ran over her breast and dropped one hand 
to them to rub it into her soft skin.

Jethro got up and stood next to her and began to jerk himself, trying 
to shoot before she would finish off the beast. It didn't take long, 
the sight of the horse cum pouring out of her clenching lips was more 
than enough to get him to his own climax.

His first shot hit Colleen square on the face. This brought her 
attention in his direction. Only then did she even notice that she 
wasn't alone. At first she began to panic, but seeing his cock in his 
hand shooting its load towards her quickly settled her fears. She never 
even released the horse cock during her brief shock of being 
discovered.

Jethro just smiled down at her as he continued to shoot his jism over 
her tits, mixing it with the horse juice. He was pleased to see the 
smiling gleam in her eyes as she looked straight at him for the first 
time since she started fooling with the horse. This only encouraged him 
to continue what he was doing and he continued to shoot his own load 
over her excited body.

To Colleen it felt as if gallons of the horsey sperm was being pumped 
into her. It didn't seem to want to end. But she never gave up on her 
task of swallowing as much as she could.

In its own excitement, the horse was also demonstrating his climax by 
stomping his hooves all around Colleen's body that was still laying 
under him.

Seeing the danger that this could present to the girl, Jethro acted 
quickly to hold down the steed. He then hobbled its legs which stopped 
any further stomping. This permitted Colleen to finish with no further 
fear of being killed accidentally.

After what seemed an eternity, she removed her mouth from the 
ejaculating horse cock. Only a slow trickle was escaping it now. But to 
Colleen's delight, it remained as stiff as ever. Looking over to the 
Negro Jethro with pleading eyes she stood up next to the horse, 
wobbling unsteadily on her legs.

Jethro believed that she had had enough and was trying to get back to 
the bed. You can well imagine his shocked expression when he saw her 
bend at the waist while grasping hold of the horse cock, and aiming it 
at her cunt.

"Please Jethro," she asked pleadingly, looking up at him. "Help me get 
him inside my hole."

He didn't think that this would be a good idea, but he was finding 
himself moving towards her to assist nonetheless. Before attempting to 
insert that huge cock into her pussy, he couldn't help but take a lick 
of that succulent delight for himself.

Colleen moaned in pleasure at feeling his tongue penetrate past her 
vaginal lips. He continued this for a few minutes then reluctantly 
complied to her desire and aimed the giant horse cock to her pussylips.

He slowly stroked it against her pussylips rubbing hard against the 
pliant skin folds. Even though he enjoyed watching her suck the great 
beast, he just couldn't bring himself to push such a monstrous thing in 
her twat, so he lied.

"I's sorry Miss," he told her. "But it much to big foah yuh."

"Then at least get him to squirt inside of my hole, Jethro," she 
insisted.

Upon her insistence to pursue the matter, he conceded to her wish and 
began to jerk the horse off. Aiming the cockhead at Colleen's pussy. To 
make sure that the horse jism would enter her, Colleen spread open her 
ass cheeks, which opened up her twat for him. She was greatly 
disappointed to find out, from Jethro that the horse's cock wouldn't be 
able to fit.

As Jethro continued to jerk on the equine cock, he would rub its 
cockhead against Colleen's gapping pussy which brought out a gasp from 
her lips. She had never felt such heat from any of her past fuckers. 
With each contact against her skin, brought her to more orgasms.

All the while, her back was rubbing itself against the horse's rough 
fur at his under belly, she found the sensation exhilarating. It only 
served to intensify her next climax. Occasionally she would have to 
release her buttocks in order to regain her balance by holding to the 
stallion's forelegs. After a few minutes rest she would return to 
opening her rear for him.

This went on for fifteen minutes and Jethro changed hands twice because 
they would tire from the jerking motion. But then he started to feel 
the juices flowing within the cockshaft and aimed it towards her 
gapping twat.

"Yuh ready Miss?" He asked her unnecessarily. "Cuz here it cums'."

Colleen braced herself, trying to look back for the showering she was 
about to receive. Unfortunately, it didn't offer any kind of view. Then 
suddenly the first splash of horse jism hit her pussy full on. The 
scalding heat of the liquid caused her to scream out loud. Not in pain, 
but in enthusiasm.

Jethro kept a tight hold on the horse's cock, trying to keep its aim 
steady to her open pussy. He could clearly see the juices shooting 
right inside her love tunnel, then surging back out. He then took the 
initiative and shoved the cockhead right up against her open twat and 
let the cum shoot directly into her young body.

Colleen could feel the direct contact against her pussy as soon as it 
happened which triggered yet another orgasm on her part. She couldn't 
help but wiggle slightly in her excitement, which caused one cum spurt 
to hit her clit with such force that she went numb at her legs and fell 
to her knees.

With the horse still cumming, she was now being sprayed all over her 
back and even her hair was getting soaked thoroughly. Not wanting to 
let it go to waste she turned herself around and opened her mouth as 
wide as she could.

Jethro saw her change position and tried aiming the horse cock to her 
face and mouth, but not before a few spurts splashed against her bare 
breast. Colleen took in a deep breath from that assault as well.

Finally Jethro managed to get his aim right, and Colleen could enjoy 
her second meal of horse cum today.

After what seemed an eternity the horse finally emptied his balls and 
his cock was slowly receding back into its furry sheath. Exhausted, 
Colleen lay on the cum soaked ground under the great beast licking the 
overflow of cum off of her body.

Jethro just watched enthralled at the white woman that could do such 
things. Not that he was disgusted in any way. At first, he thought such 
behavior to be unnatural. But when his body reacted with such 
excitement, he just couldn't see anything wrong with it, now.

He removed the ropes that had hobbled the stallion during this fuck 
session and led it back to the coral. Upon his return he saw that young 
Colleen had once more passed out from exertion. Seeing her body covered 
with horse cum, he knelt next to her and proceeded to clean her up once 
again.

Once he finished with that, he then lifted her into his arms and laid 
her onto the cot and covered her still naked body with a fresh blanket. 
Then turned his attention at preparing some food. He expected her to be 
very hungry when she wakes up.

After what seemed hours Colleen was slowly awakening to the smell of 
food cooking over the campfire. Jethro had managed to snare a rabbit 
nearby and was preparing it. He looked up and smiled when he noticed 
her starting to stir back to life. She slowly rose from the cot, 
unintentionally letting the blanket slip from her body, exposing her 
nakedness to his gaze.

"Yuh can get dressed anytime, miss," he gazed at her naked breast. "I 
put down yur clothes there."

Pointing to the boulder next to her cot. Colleen looked at them and 
turned her head to Jethro and smiled, not bothering to cover herself 
up. Looking at him intently she now recognized him as the one that had 
escorted her to the stream to wash up back with the Company. She also 
recalled that he was the first black cock that she had taken. This 
memory brought a pleasant smile to her face.

Jethro was wondering what this crazy white woman was thinking about, 
just as he himself was recalling that same first time by the stream. He 
could still remember her soft lips over his stiff cock sucking the life 
out of it. Remembering also the gangbang that she had endured at the 
hands of the Indians before her rescue by his Company. And the one that 
she performed with them that same night.

He was also remembering the sight that greeted him when he entered this 
cave and saw her limp body dangling between the two mandingos. Closing 
his eyes, he could clearly see as their huge cocks had her trapped on 
them, not even letting her touch the ground beneath her. She had been 
supported strictly by their stiffness. That would be a memory that 
would remain imbedded in his mind for years to come. And finally, her 
last feat of satisfying a stallion before him only a few short hours 
ago.

As he continued visualizing these scenes, Colleen noticed the bulge 
forming in his pant uniform. On weak legs she slowly got out of the cot 
and wobbled unsteadily towards the sitting Jethro. He had his eyes 
closed and wasn't even aware of her approach until she fell over him in 
exhaustion.

He grabbed the first thing at hand to stop her fall, which happened to 
be one of Colleen's pert breast. The feel of it under his fingers was 
so nice that he started to massage it slowly, bringing a soft moan of 
pleasure from her half conscious lips. He then brought his thick black 
lips to the nipple and kissed it tenderly.

Colleen just grabbed the back of his skull and crushed him further into 
her cleavage. Jethro, being no dummy laid her down to the ground next 
to him and proceeded to make mad passionate love to this white goddess. 
He nuzzled her neck, then moved to her ear lobes and nibbled on those 
for a while.

His hands were kept busy also. They were tenderly stroking her body 
from her breast, down along her slim waist to her thighs. He loved the 
feel of her soft skin, and from her response, he could tell that she 
was liking it as well.

After a few minutes more of this foreplay he needed to strip down 
before going any further. Releasing her, he swiftly removed his boots. 
To be followed soon after by his pants, shirt and underwear. He now 
stood naked before her prone body.

Looking up from the ground, Colleen gave him a youthful smile and 
reached up to invite him to her body. He accommodated her with no 
hesitation. He caressed her nipples once more before easing his stiff 
cock between her legs towards her sexually ravaged cunt.

With all of the fucking that Colleen had handled over the last, was it 
weeks now, she was amazed at how much her body was responding to 
Jethro's caring lovemaking. Despite the looseness of her pussy now, she 
felt more pleasure from this act of tenderness than from all of her 
previous fuck session.

Jethro's cock was minute compared to something like Kikoo's, but the 
sensation was infinitely more pleasurable. He managed to love her this 
way for fifteen long minutes before he felt himself discharge into her 
womb.

Colleen just hugged him lovingly, truly lovingly. For the first time 
she responded out of love rather than lust. They spent the next few 
nights nestled in each other. Making love at least twice a day, but 
doing it out of love rather than any animalistic desire.

**************

Back in Colorado Springs, the forest fire that had started this whole 
misadventure had finally been beaten down, eight days after Colleen's 
abduction. It was the longest eight days of Dr. Quinn and Sully's 
lives, and the townsfolk's as well.

Though they all wanted to go out after the men that had taken their 
sweet Colleen from them. They knew that they couldn't until the fires 
were brought under control. Once that accomplished search parties were 
organized by the town mayor, Jake Slicker, and the sheriff.

Teams of five went scouring in all directions trying to find a trail to 
follow. But after eight days all trails were stale and wiped out.

Sully, along with Cloud Dancing and Matthew never gave up the search. 
They went towards the Yellow Hills and found nothing. They backtracked 
in the opposite direction and still found nothing. Finally they 
expanded their search further.

That's when they came across Sergeant Washington's patrol. The sentry 
almost shot Cloud Dancing at his approach but was stopped when Sully 
and Matthew placed themselves in his line of shot. They met with the 
Sergeant and explained their situation. They were ecstatic upon 
learning that Colleen had been rescued from 'Dog Soldiers' by his men.

But their jubilation was brought back down when they learned that three 
of his men had deserted, taking her with them. He gave them the 
direction that they were heading and let them know that he had already 
dispatched a patrol to hunt them down.

The three mounted up and headed in the direction indicated by Sergeant 
Washington. This trail was only a few days old. Hard to track but not 
impossible. Between Sully and Cloud Dancing's tracking skills they were 
approaching their goal. Finding the missing Colleen.

**************

Back in the cave, Colleen and Jethro had finally gotten dressed and 
were preparing what to do next when Jethro heard the horses outside. 
Shushing her , he grabbed his rifle and slowly made his way towards the 
entrance.

He could see three men nearby. One of them being an Indian. He slowly 
raised his rifle and took aim. Just then Matthew started calling out 
her name.

"Colleen! Where are you?" He yelled out. "Please answer little sister."

Upon hearing him Colleen ran towards the entrance.

"Matthew, is that you?" She yelled back.

All three of them heard her echoing voice coming from the cliff and 
started running towards it. When they got close to the mouth of the 
cave they came face to face with the gun wielding Jethro.

"No don't shoot them Jethro," she yelled at him from the back of the 
cave. "They're my family."

He dropped the aim of his gun and let them into the cave. It was a 
tearful reunion inside. They went into the shelter of the cave camp 
where Colleen proceeded to tell them of her misadventure, leaving out 
all of her sexual escapades of course.

On how the three bank robbers had traded her to the 'Dog Soldiers'. Of 
how Sergeant Washington and his Company had saved her from them. And 
her abduction by the three deserters and her eventual rescue by Jethro, 
the Negro now sitting with them.

Matthew extended his hand to him and shook it firmly, thanking him for 
saving his baby sister. Jethro smiled back at him and said that it was 
nothing at all. He liked these people. They didn't treat him like a 
something, but rather like a someone.

After agreeing to rest for the night, they decided that they would be 
heading back to Colorado Springs and home at daybreak. Colleen 
approached Jethro and began talking to him in a low whisper.

"I hope that you'll come visit us sometime soon," she said.

"I'd like that miss."

"Colleen, call me by my name," she corrected him, adding. "My love."

Her last words caught him by surprise. Could this white woman have 
really professed her love for him, a Negro. Looking into her eyes he 
could see that she really did mean what she said. It was then that he 
made his decision to quit the Cavalry at the first opportunity in order 
to join his Colleen in Colorado Springs.

***************

There was a town celebration when they returned. Everybody was 
overjoyed at seeing young Colleen Cooper back, safe and sound. Jethro 
received handshakes and slaps in the back from most of the men, even 
the bigoted Hank offered his accolades.

Jethro met Robert E. and his wife Grace, who invited him to their home 
for supper. He also accepted with pleasure the invitation from Dr. 
Quinn to sup with them before he left. He was looking forward to that 
and seeing Colleen one last time before returning to his command.

Dr. Mike took Colleen into the Clinic to give her a thorough 
examination after her horrendous ordeal. Theresa accompanied them to 
assist. Followed behind by Dr. Andrew Cook, Colleen's fianc�. This was 
something that Jethro was not aware of as yet.

Once inside, diminishing the extent of the sexual assaults that she had 
endured, Colleen admitted to her 'Ma' that she had been taken by some 
of the men that had held her captive over the past weeks. It was just 
at this moment that Andrew entered the Clinic. He overheard enough to 
know that his Colleen was damaged goods. He stumbled back outside and 
ran down the streets, not even hearing Colleen call him from inside.

Colleen did not chase after Andrew to get his support. She had already 
decided that she wanted to be with the Negro Jethro for the rest of her 
life. She then turned back towards Dr. Mike and pleaded her not to let 
Sully know.

"It would serve no purpose Ma," she explained. "There's nothing he 
could do. Besides, all of the men that did this are dead now. Jethro 
took care of the last ones himself."

Michaela was besides herself upon hearing that her daughter had been 
repeatedly ravaged. Thankfully, Theresa was with her and consoled them 
both. After a while Dr. Mike was able to resume her examination of 
Colleen. She determined that in fact her hymen was now gone. There were 
some bruising along her calf, but that was minor. Over all she was 
happy to see that there were no bad injuries for them to be concerned 
about.

But just in case, she thought it best if Colleen stayed at the Clinic 
over the next few days, just as a precaution. Colleen didn't mind this 
for it would let her be close to Jethro a little while longer. When Dr. 
Quinn mentioned that she would stay there, Theresa interjected.

"Dr. Quinn. You needn't worry about Colleen tonight. I will stay with 
her," she offered. "You should go home with the rest of your family and 
baby Kathy."

"But..." Michaela tried to explain.

"No buts Doctor. You also are exhausted," Theresa stopped her. "When 
was the last time that you had a good nights sleep?" Theresa asked her.

After due consideration, Dr. Mike had to agree that she hadn't really 
slept well ever since Colleen's abduction almost nine days before. She 
conceded to Theresa's offer and assured Colleen that she would be back 
first thing in the morning.

"I'll bring you a nice dress to wear from the homestead," she let her 
know.

Giving her a kiss on the forehead she left, leaving Theresa Slicker to 
care for her daughter tonight.

Colleen went up to the upper level of the Clinic where the rooms were 
located and settled herself in one of the recuperating rooms. As she 
was turning over the sheets of the bed she heard Grace arriving with 
some food for her.

The three women chatted for a while as she consumed one of Grace's home 
cooked feast. It had been so long since she had tasted anything so 
good. When she was done Grace left the Clinic with the now empty tray.

"My that child was hungry," she said as she walked out the door.

"Good evening Mr. Mayor," Grace crossed paths with Jake once outside 
the Clinic.

"Good evening Grace. Have you seen my wife?" He asked her.

"Why yes, she's inside the Clinic with Colleen."

"Thanks. Have a nice evening," he said cordially.

Jake's marriage to the beautiful seniorita Theresa had changed him for 
the better, Grace had to admit. He was no longer the bully and bigot 
that she had known when Robert E and she first got married some years 
ago. She turned and headed home herself to her own husband and guest. 
The hero of the day, Jethro Muldoon.

Jake got to the door and rapped on it a few times. Theresa answered the 
door promptly.

"Hello Jake," she greeted him, letting him in the Clinic.

"I was wondering when you'd be coming home?" Jake asked of his wife.

"Not tonight Jake," she reluctantly told her husband. "I offered to 
stay overnight with Colleen to give Dr. Quinn an opportunity to rest 
proper."

She could see the disappointment on his face. She reached her hand up 
to it and caressed it tenderly. He kissed the palm of it as it passed 
his lips.

'How wrong my aunt was about this man,' she reflected, recalling the 
opposition the matriarch of her family had opposed her marrying him.

She lifted herself on her toes to kiss her husband good night and 
promised to see him in the morning. Jake returned her kiss and told her 
how much he would miss her company tonight, and left to return to the 
house that they had just finished building for themselves at the 
outskirt of the town.

Theresa watched as he disappeared in the darkness of the streets, then 
quietly closed the door. She turned down the lights and returned 
upstairs to attend to Colleen. For she knew from experience what she 
must have gone through. For unbeknownst to Jake, she too had been raped 
when she was younger. This was a secret that they could never share.

But today, it was young Colleen that required her assistance in dealing 
with the torment that she had faced. Luckily, she knew how to soothe 
her from this ordeal. The same way that her family had aided her, so 
many years ago. And so she too went up the stairs to join her in the 
bedroom.

Knocking on the door before going in, Theresa entered Colleen as she 
was stripped down to he skin. She was just about to slip on the 
nightgown that Miss Dorothy had brought over for her from Orin's store.

Hearing the door open behind her caused her to turn around to see who 
it was, she didn't even bother to cover herself with her hands. After 
her ordeal she wasn't even self-conscious about displaying her naked 
body to an intruder.

Seeing that it was Miss Theresa, she quietly resumed dressing for bed. 
Theresa noticed the lack of civility immediately and remembered that 
she had acted in a similar fashion after her release, those many years 
ago. It became obvious to her that young Colleen will be needing her 
guidance to return to a more normal way of acting.

She approached Colleen and picked up a hairbrush from the dresser along 
the way.

"May I?" She asked of Colleen as she caressed her long hair.

Colleen liked the feel of Theresa's hands over her scalp and told the 
schoolteacher that it would be nice to straighten out her long hair 
after letting it get tangled over the past couple of weeks of 
captivity. Theresa smiled back at the young woman and began to stroke 
the brush through her long silky hair.

It did not take long before she started to notice clumps of semen 
residue dried within the strands. She looked at Colleen through the 
mirror facing them questioningly. Colleen didn't know what to say to 
the aristocratic lady caring for her tonight.

Theresa understood and smiled back at her so as to comfort her. Colleen 
returned the smile cordially. Theresa was still unsure on how to broach 
the subject of Colleen's aggressions. She finally decided that the 
easiest way would be to reveal her own ordeal.

"Colleen, I know how you must be feeling right now," she started. "But 
you needn't be concerned."

Colleen turned around abruptly with a glare in her eyes wanting to 
confront this woman. How could anybody know how she is feeling right 
this moment.

"How can you possibly know how I feel?" She spit back at her.

"I know, because I also had suffered the same fate as you," she 
revealed.

Colleen was caught completely off-guard by this revelation. She no 
longer knew what to say to the woman behind her. A second ago she was 
furious at her for her pity, now she looked upon her face and saw a 
woman willing to reveal her darkest secret in order to help her. She 
felt shame at that moment.

"Do not concern yourself for my feelings, dear child," Theresa said as 
she took hold of Colleen's shoulders and caressed them tenderly. "I 
have put that memory behind. I am a happy woman today, and so will you 
one day. I promise you."

"Ho... How can you be so sure, Theresa," tears were streaming down her 
cheeks now. "You saw the look on Andrew's face when he heard."

"Yes I saw," she bowed her head as she replied. "And I also know that a 
good man will look beyond your misfortune and accept you for who you 
are. That is the man that you will find when the time is proper."

"But what am I to do now?" Colleen hugged Theresa's waist for comfort.

"For now, you will have me," she said with conviction, stroking the 
young woman's head as she held her to her body.

Colleen did not understand the full meaning of that statement, but she 
soon will.

Part Seven Returning To Normal

Theresa raised Colleen's eyes towards hers and smiled down at the 
vulnerable young woman. She then lifted her from the chair that she had 
been seated at. Colleen complied with no resistance whatsoever.

Next, Theresa guided Colleen towards the single bed in the room. 
Colleen believed that she was putting to bed, treating her like a 
scared child. She appreciated the attention that Miss Theresa was 
giving her.

Once near the bed, Colleen raised a leg up to slip under the covers. 
She was caught off guard when Theresa turned her around to face her. 
What happened next shocked and surprised her. Theresa kissed her 
tenderly on the lips. Not as a caress of a woman, but almost as a man 
would. She could feel Theresa's tongue probing over her sealed lips, 
seeking access.

Once she got over the initial shock, she was finding the kiss most 
pleasurable and returned it voluntarily.

Theresa recognized the young girl's compliance and pushed forward her 
advantage. Her next move was to cautiously move her hands to Colleen's 
waist and breast. She squeezed the girl's waist, drawing her closer to 
her own body.

Colleen drew in a deep breath through the sealed lips of their kiss, 
but showed no sign of resisting the schoolteacher's affection. She had 
experienced far worse treatment from some of her captors over the past 
weeks, this was rather comforting.

When she felt Theresa's hands cup her naked breast under the nightgown, 
she became nervous. The kissing continued for a few more minutes before 
Theresa released her.

Colleen just stumbled back towards the bed and fell sitting on it. She 
was gasping for air, looking at Theresa Slicker in confusion. Her 
shortness of breath wasn't due to Theresa sucking the air out of her, 
but rather from the excitement that had manifested within her body.

'What did she do to me?' She was asking herself. 'Women aren't meant to 
be lovers.'

Theresa smiled down at her because she recognized her own reaction when 
her older sister had performed this similar cure after her abduction 
and rape, oh so many years ago. This was the crucial moment of the 
treatment. She would now have to convince Colleen of the value of this 
therapy.

"Do not be concerned Colleen," she began. "All will be well after I 
have purged the evil deeds of men from your soul."

"Wha... how do you intend to do that?" She questioned.

"I had been thought this after my own rape long ago," she went on. "And 
I assure you that it is most effective. And not all that unpleasant. 
Wouldn't you agree?"

Colleen had to admit that Theresa's kiss and massaging of her body 
wasn't at all what she would have expected. As she looked on towards 
Theresa, she became uncomfortable as she saw the older woman begin to 
disrobe herself before her very eyes.

Colleen knew that it was not proper to watch as someone disrobed, but 
she simply could not take her eyes away from her. Theresa noticed 
Colleen's discomfort as she continued to strip, first the skirt 
followed by her shirt.

Colleen couldn't help but be slightly bemused when she remembered that 
Miss Theresa was following the same sequence that the Ferguson gang had 
forced her to, in disrobing. It brought a smile of amusement to her 
lips. Theresa misconstrued this as a sign of acceptance on her part, 
and so she continued.

Now down to her undergarments, she approached Colleen at the bed and 
took her hands in hers and guided them to her own breast. Colleen 
resisted but slightly, once her fingers cupped Theresa's mature breast 
she instinctively squeezed them, which brought a deep sigh from 
Theresa's lips.

"Yes Colleen!" The schoolteacher moaned. "Squeeze my breast just like 
that."

Colleen followed the older woman's instructions and began kneading her 
tits through her camisole.

As Colleen was so engrossed in continuing with her massaging of 
Theresa's breast, the older woman resumed removing the remains of her 
clothing. Her petticoat, then her corset fell to the floor. She paused 
momentarily to free her hair and let them cascade down over her slender 
shoulders.

Colleen noticed the black hair now covering Theresa's chest and looked 
at her for the first time in minutes. Only then did she notice that 
more clothing had disappeared from her friend. She never released the 
breast that she was squeezing. That is until Theresa removed them so 
that she could take off the last item of clothing, her camisole.

There stood Theresa Slicker, completely naked before the young Colleen 
Cooper. And she was mesmerized by the sight.

After a few minutes, Theresa decided that the time had come for the 
next phase of the recuperative treatment. She reached over to Colleen's 
head and pulled it into her chest. Colleen complied with no resistance 
whatsoever, she was actually looking forward to what was to come.

When she felt her cheeks brushing against Theresa's breast she 
instinctively turned her head sideways and took the woman's nipple into 
her lips and began to suckle on it lovingly. Theresa responded by 
pulling the young girl's head deeper against her tits, and stroking the 
back of her head.

This went on for a good fifteen minutes before Mrs. Slicker removed her 
breast from Colleen's reach and pulled her to her feet. Colleen was 
disappointed until she felt her new lover begin to remove her own 
nightgown from her excited body. To assist, Colleen raised her hands 
above her head so that it could be removed more easily.

Once Colleen was also naked, Theresa then pushed her down to the single 
bed and lay her down. She then followed suit and laid her body across 
the young girl beneath her. Colleen didn't know what to expect from 
this point on.

What she didn't expect was to have another woman kiss her full on the 
lips, inserting her tongue down her throat. But following her harrowing 
experiences with numerous men in the past weeks she responded in kind 
and sucked in that invading tongue.

Theresa could feel the excitement mounting in the young girl and began 
kneading Colleen's naked, pert breast as she continued to kiss her 
deeply. Colleen responded by hugging the older woman tightly against 
her body. In this close proximity to the older woman's body, Colleen 
could smell the intoxicating perfume that bathed her every pore.

The next step to Theresa's therapy was to insert her hand to Colleen's 
womanhood and massage her there. She knew of the nub that protruded 
there and began to tenderly rub it slowly. On contact, Colleen gasped a 
deep breath of excitement.

"Ungh! Oh please Miss Theresa. Don't stop," she pleaded. "Whatever you 
do, don't stop."

"Don't concern yourself child," Theresa reassured her. "This is all 
part of my family's treatment to save your soul."

Colleen just didn't care what the treatment was for, she just enjoyed 
the feeling that it was nurturing throughout her young body. Vaginal 
fluid were now lubricating her love channel freely, she only wished 
that she had a cock to stuff inside it right now. What she didn't 
expect was what happened next.

Miss Theresa, the prim and proper schoolteacher, bent down and started 
licking Colleen's pussy. She encountered no resistance, for Colleen was 
too much in shock to react. She just stared down between her legs and 
watched the dark haired woman lick her juices out of her womb.

Once the shock wore off, Colleen was finding the licking most 
pleasurable. In fact, it was far better than anything her abductors had 
done. Now don't get me wrong, Colleen enjoyed all of the fucking that 
she had had to endure by those men, and beast, its simply that this was 
gentle and caring. It actually increased the pleasure of the 
experience.

Theresa could feel the acceptance on the part of young Colleen and sent 
her own tongue even deeper into her recesses. A moan escaped from the 
young naked girl in excitement, and she came again, spraying her juices 
over the older woman's face.

After a few more minutes of this and two more orgasms on the part of 
Colleen, Theresa removed herself from between her legs and crawled up 
the excited Colleen's body towards her face. Once face to face to each 
other, with their nipples rubbing against each other, Theresa presented 
Colleen with another kiss.

Colleen reciprocated and tasted her own love juices in the process. She 
immediately realized what it was that she was swallowing and found it 
exciting, like taking a bite from a forbidden fruit. She extricated 
herself from this juicy kiss and began to lick Theresa's face, looking 
for more of her own love juices that may still be lingering.

Theresa turned onto her back and let Colleen service her now, the 
therapy was still going as planned. She could remember that this was 
exactly what she had gone through after her ordeal, those many years 
ago. But thanks to her sister back then, she recuperated in body and 
soul. She was now sure that this young girl, woman she corrected 
herself, would also be cured.

Now that Theresa was lying on the bed below her gaze, Colleen could now 
explore her body as the teacher had explored hers just moments before. 
She began by squeezing Theresa's tits, she enjoyed the feel as it 
molded itself to her hands. She tried to compare the woman's breast to 
her own. While hers were conical in shape, Miss Theresa's were much 
rounder. The differences were amazing to the young girl.

Dr. Mike's medical books didn't go into much details about the sexual 
anatomy which led her to believe that everybody's body were virtually 
the same. She learned differently from the numerous cocks that she had 
handled, and now she could also see that the woman's body also came in 
different shapes and sizes.

As she continued squeezing those plump tits, an urgency came upon her 
that she could not resist. She had to suck on those inviting nipples. 
And so, with no further hesitation, she bent her head down to Theresa's 
right breast and took its nipple between her lips and began to suckle 
on it.

Theresa place her palm on top of Colleen's head and stroked it has she 
was enjoying this sucking just as much. Her free hand snuck its way 
down to her own pussy and slowly began to stroke it in a steady rhythm. 
They went on like this throughout the night.

Colleen was now a complete woman. She had had men, beast and now a 
woman as lovers. She doubted that any of Hank's girls had ever 
accomplished as much. Once more the thought of Hank's Saloon slipped 
into her thoughts. She shook it off and returned her attention to 
Theresa in the bed next to her.

Colleen and Theresa took turns suckling each other's nipples throughout 
the night. They would occasionally take a break and Colleen would 
recount her experiences, substituting the animals with a human 
character. She had no compunction about this conversation, she was 
actually finding it to be an exciting thing to do.

Theresa never caught on to the omissions of the animals in her story, 
she was quite satisfied with the young woman's version of the events.

Colleen also inquired upon Theresa's ordeal when she was younger, but 
she was still too ashamed of it to discuss such matters, even with 
someone who had had a similar experience. She was slightly annoyed that 
young Colleen was more open to describing her ordeal than she was. She 
considered the topic taboo and blushed when some of Colleen's 
experiences excited her as well.

In fact, when she had gone through the 'therapy', she didn't recall it 
lasting more then a few hours. But here they had been engaging in this 
lovemaking for the past nine hours with no sign of stopping. Each time 
things would calm down, one or the other would get all excited again 
which would drag the other back into orgasmic throes as well.

Only when the Sun began seeping through the tree line did they finally 
disengage themselves and began to dress. They would be tired, but that 
could easily be explained away. Theresa was just tying her hair up in a 
tight bun when they heard Dr. Quinn entering the Clinic downstairs.

Colleen hurriedly finished dressing herself leaving her long flowing 
hair loose. This would not appear out of the ordinary for she did so on 
numerous occasions.

Michaela entered her daughter's Clinic room just has she was doing up 
the last button on the gown.

"Here Colleen," Dr. Quinn said. "I brought you a dress from the 
homestead."

"Thanks Ma," Colleen replied. "But I think I'll just wear this one for 
today."

"Well if you're comfortable, that's all that matters," Dr. Mike 
answered back.

"I'll put that one on tomorrow, promise," Colleen told her adoptive 
mother to console her.

"If you're ready then, why don't we all go to Grace's for breakfast," 
Dr. Quinn suggested. "You're more than welcome to join us Theresa."

"I thank you Dr. Quinn, but I think that I should return to my 
husband," she politely declined the invitation.

"I understand. I do want to thank you for staying with Colleen 
overnight as you did," Michaela expressed her appreciation.

"It was nothing doctor," Theresa responded in her formal tone that the 
town had come to accept. "You needed your rest and I live in the town. 
It was the right thing to do."

Before leaving the Clinic, Theresa turned to Colleen and kissed her 
lightly on the cheek.

"You will be fine now child," she reassured her. "If you need to talk 
to someone, I am always there. Remember that," she said with a glimmer 
in her eyes before leaving the room.

Colleen took it as an invitation to explore their experience further 
and she found herself looking forward to such an occasion. She looked 
on as Theresa Slicker walked out the Clinic door and shut it behind 
her.

"She's a nice lady Ma."

"Yes. Yes she is," Dr. Mike agreed. "I think that Jake is a very lucky 
man to have found her. I'm happy for both of them."

With that they both left the Clinic and made they're way to join the 
rest of the family for a breakfast at Grace's Restaurant. They were 
joined by Sully, Matthew, Brian and baby Kathy. Cloud Dancing and Miss 
Dorothy joined them along with the Reverend.

While in the midst of their meal, Andrew Cook approached them and asked 
to speak with Colleen privately. They both left and walked towards the 
meadow. It was there that Andrew annulled their engagement. He couldn't 
bring himself to explain, but Colleen knew that it was because of her 
rapes. She ran from him and returned to the Clinic.

Dr. Mike had noticed her daughter running back to the Clinic and 
excused herself from the table to join her. She didn't know why but she 
just knew that Colleen needed her then.

"Colleen, what's wrong?" Dr. Mike asked her.

"An... Andrew asked for his ring back, Ma," Colleen replied, tears 
streaming down her flushed cheeks.

"Oh Colleen, I'm so sorry," Michaela hugged her tightly. "Everything 
will be fine."

"You sure, Ma?" She cried on. "Why did he do this?"

Michaela tried to explain to her young daughter that some men have a 
hard time dealing with situations such as this. That sometimes they 
place the blame unjustly on the woman for allowing the rape to take 
place. But also that the most special of men are those that will accept 
her despite her ordeal, those are the men worthwhile to find.

Colleen didn't dare mention to Dr. Mike yet, but she had already found 
such a man in the Negro Jethro who had saved her last. This was 
something even she didn't know how her Ma would handle, so she remained 
silent, and dreamt of her new lover.

Weeks went by before it dawned on Dr. Mike that her daughter Colleen 
was apparently pregnant from her ordeal. She didn't know what to do 
about it. Colleen would have a bastard child in the coming year, and 
she knew that this would affect her life drastically.

She needed to talk to her daughter about it and find out if she could 
identify the father. Colleen, for obvious reasons, couldn't answer that 
question honestly, even if she wanted too. But she was expecting a 
black child to come from her womb. The odds were in favor of that 
occurrence due to the number of blackmen she had had as lovers.

So she told Dr. Mike that the father could have been one of the Negroes 
that were killed when Jethro had saved her. Michaela's dropped at this 
news.

'A black bastard child no less,' Michaela thought to herself. "Don't 
worry Colleen. We'll think of something," she tried to reassure her 
daughter. "But Ma, its okay, honest," she told Dr. Mike. "I want the 
baby."

"How can you say such a thing Colleen," Dr. Mike looked at her in 
shock. "A single mother with a black half-breed. Do you realize how 
poorly you'll be treated."

"But I won't be alone, Ma," Colleen tried to explain. "Me and Jethro 
want to be married."

Dr. Mike took a step back. This news shocked her. What shocked her more 
was her own reaction. She never considered herself a racist before, but 
this was her own daughter talking about marrying a... a Negro.

"How can you even think of such a thing, Colleen?" Dr. Mike told her.

"But Ma, you know I'm going to have a child out of wedlock," Colleen 
pleaded to her mother. "And it will likely be black."

"Yes, I know," Michaela stammered. "But..."

"It's best this way, Ma," Colleen interrupted. "At least people will 
find it easier to accept my child."

Dr. Mike paused as she thought this over, and finally had to admit that 
it would be best for her grandchild. She turned to Colleen, tears 
streaming down her cheeks and hugged her daughter. Colleen felt her 
mother's firm breast press against her own chest and was surprised that 
this contact, even through the thick layer of clothing excited her. She 
hugged Dr. Mike tighter against her bosom to extend the contact longer.

Dr. Mike didn't think anything of this affection from her daughter, 
being unaware of the ministrations that Theresa had given Colleen the 
previous night.


Part Eight
Prenuptial's

Before Dr. Mike realized what was happening, she felt Colleen's fingers 
squeezing her breast, through her clothing, while still hugging her 
firmly.

"Col... Colleen!" She exclaimed. "What are you doing?"

"It's all right Ma," Colleen looked into her eyes. "It'll feel good, 
honest."

"B... but it's wrong Colleen," Michaela tried to tell her daughter.

"But, if it feels good, how can it be wrong, Ma?" Colleen looked at Dr. 
Mike questioningly.

Dr. Mike was at a lost for words to answer that question. For she 
starting to feel excited herself from the nurturing that her young 
daughter was applying to her breast. Her breathing was starting to come 
in short gasping breaths that she could not control by herself.

The eroticism of what was happening was a new feeling for Michaela 
Quinn. Before her marriage to Sully she was still a virgin despite 
being in her late thirties. So this was a new experience for her 
sexually inexperienced life. She began wondering how Colleen had gained 
such expertise.

Before she could realize what was happening, Colleen had begun to 
unfasten the buttons of her dress. The top of her dress came off with 
little resistance. She only reacted when Colleen began to touch her now 
exposed cleavage.

"Colleen, you mustn't!" She exclaimed.

"Don't fret Ma. I know what I'm doing," Colleen told her adoptive 
mother. "You'll see, you'll enjoy it."

Colleen returned to touching Michaela's breast. First, only touching 
it. Then she began kissing them with her lips, pulling down her 
mother's camisole to expose the breast fully. Dr. Mike was now 
breathing heavily to her daughter's knowing ministrations.

By this time, when her breast and nipples were fully exposed to the 
cool air, Dr. Mike no longer cared how taboo this might seem. She 
wanted to know more.

Colleen bent down and took one of her mother's nipples into her lips 
and suckled on it like her baby sister would. Since Dr. Mike was still 
lactating from the recent birth of Kathy, some milk was actually 
seeping into Colleen's sucking mouth. This was new, even to her.

She hadn't experienced something like this when Theresa introduced it 
to her the previous evening. She found the milk sweet and warm and 
continued to suckle her mother's breast.

Dr. Mike pulled her daughter's face further into her cleavage so as not 
to lose contact of her sensitive touch. After a few more minutes of 
this, Colleen lifted her head up and kissed Michaela full on the lips. 
By now Dr. Mike was interested in pursuing this further by her own 
volition.

She returned her daughter's kiss, pressing her tongue against her lips 
and forcing them open. They then proceeded to swirl their tongues 
together and swallowing each other's saliva.

Colleen reached down to Michaela's dress and began untying the ribbon 
holding it up. After a few minutes, it slid softly to the floor, 
leaving Dr. Mike standing in her bloomers. Colleen then reached behind 
her own dress and stripped it down as well. Never breaking from the 
deep kiss that they had started.

Only when Colleen pushed her to the bed did Michaela come to the 
realization that she was now in her undergarments. She instinctively 
tried to cover herself with her hands. Colleen gently moved them aside 
and resumed to caress her mother's slim body.

Dr. Mike relaxed once more and allowed her daughter to continue. She 
watched mesmerized as Colleen helped her out of the remainder of her 
cumbersome clothing. Within five minutes they both lay naked on 
Colleen's bed at the Clinic.

Colleen peered down at her now naked mother and couldn't help how 
beautiful she was. At her age she could still put to shame girls her 
own age. The slim figure next to her was smooth and silky soft. The 
breast were so firm and enticing that she was envious of her mother's 
figure.

Michaela looked at her naked daughter and was envious of the young 
woman's slim figure as well. The pert tits, though smaller than her own 
were firm with no sign of sagging. She was pleased with the job that 
she had in raising Colleen and the boys. She recalled how uncertain she 
was when she first took them in after their real mother died those many 
years ago.

She shook herself out of her reverie and snapped back to reality.

Colleen was down near her neither region.

'This is not right,' she thought to herself. 'Not natural.'

Colleen without any hesitation kissed her mother's pussylips and then 
proceeded to lick them.

Michaela gasped in surprise at the contact of Colleen's tongue against 
her genitalia. She had never experienced such a sensation, even with 
Sully. Next, Colleen was sucking on her clit and straddled her body 
over Dr. Mike's.

Looking up Michaela was looking directly at Colleen's exposed vagina. 
Enjoying what her daughter was doing to her own pussy, she decided to 
return the favor. Leaning upward she tentatively licked at her 
daughter's cunt. Not finding the taste to disturbing she became bolder 
and inserted her tongue inside the folds of Colleen's pussylips.

This lovemaking continued for nearly an hour before they finally 
decided to stop. They both dressed and returned to the town square to 
rejoin the rest of the family.

Nobody seemed bothered at their prolonged absence. Everyone assumed 
that it was because of Colleen's recent trauma, and left it at that.

That night back at the homestead, Michaela announced Colleen's 
engagement to the Negro Jethro. An argument ensued but was settled 
quietly once Matthew and Sully came to the realization that Colleen was 
probably carrying a black half- breed within her.

It wasn't that they objected to Jethro. For he was the one who had 
saved her from her rapist. How little they knew.

Colleen assured them that she had gotten to know him quite well before 
they had found them together. So as to not cause further complications, 
she omitted to mention to them that she and Jethro had also been lovers 
in that brief time and that the child may well be his.

Jethro was dismissed from the Cavalry with honors for his actions in 
saving the captive Colleen Cooper. The wedding took place two weeks 
later. Hank of course refused to show up at the ceremony. Robert E 
acted as best man for Jethro. Michaela was Maid of Honor. Jake and 
Theresa Slicker also gave their blessing to the newlyweds.

Unfortunately, not everybody accepted this mixed union. They decided 
that they would stay in Colorado Springs during Colleen's pregnancy. 
But then they would have to relocate somewhere else.

Michaela and Sully discussed it with them both and all agreed that 
Canada would be best for them. That country was much more tolerant 
towards mixed marriages.

In the months that followed, Colleen's pregnancy went without incident. 
However, unbeknownst to Sully or Dr. Mike, Colleen would sneak into the 
barn to treat herself to some horse jism. And whenever the occasion 
presented itself she even allowed Wolf, Sully's faithful wolfdog, to 
fuck her.

But once into her second trimester she made the decision to abstain for 
the baby's sake. Eight months later, Colleen gave birth to a healthy 
light brown baby boy. They named him Edward Sully Muldoon.

They waited another three months before packing their belongings and 
leaving for their new life in a new country. Colleen and Jethro 
discussed how they would live, and Colleen decided to finish her 
medical training while he would start a farm.

Colleen had insisted on living on a farm, and Jethro couldn't argue 
with her on that point. He suspected the real reason why she wanted it 
too. He knew full well that she wanted to accumulate a menagerie of 
lovers. He didn't mind that, so long as he got his turn with his new 
bride.

Colleen assured him that he was the only man for her, and that her 
treasure would always be open to him. But she also conceded that he had 
guessed correctly to her other wants.

Her experiences with other species had spoiled her soul to its 
virility. After almost a year now of abstaining, she couldn't wait 
until the first animals would be accessible to her desires.

Michaela couldn't help but shed some tears as she waved farewell to her 
daughter and grandson. But she also realized that they would be happy 
together in their new life. She hoped that her daughter would find 
happiness.

She knew that Jethro, though black, was a good man. And that in his 
hands they would be safe and content, sexually.

Maybe someday they could visit them.

The End


Other stories of mine to watch for:

ARCHIE'S - "Betty and Me (Hotdog)"
ARCHIE'S - "Veronica Gets Her turn"
XENA - "Aphrodite's Revenge"
TV - "Land of the Giants" (untitled)
WKRP - "Bailey's First Date with Johnny"
STARGATE - "Legacy's Side Effect"
CELEB - "Shania Twain, the Making of a Video"
CELEB - "Bo Derek Discovers the Beast"
FULL HOUSE - "Motherly Advice"
JAG - "Mac's Witching Hour"
CHARMED - "Monkey Business"

another Charmed - (untitled) still in writing stage plus many other 
fictional works that are also in the writing stage.

Remember, if you have comments or suggestions. Don't keep them to 
yourselves. Pass them on.

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