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A Broken Heart, A New Life (Life x Nurse)

Billy nodded. "Yeah, upstairs. He has a nice room there he'd like to show you. Don't worry, he's a gentleman."

He pulled her closer, whispering in her ear. "Time for you to earn some keep, understand. You do what he tells you unless you want us all thrown in jail and hanged."

"He looked back up at Willis. "She's all yours," he said as he passed the drunk Lucy into the arms of the lawman.
 
Time for her to earn some keep? At first the drunken Lucy wasn't really sure what Billy meant by that. But when he told her that they could be thrown in jail, she understood. He wanted her to mess around with him. A sober Lucy probably wouldn't have agreed to it, but the drunk Lucy did.

She nodded her head and gave Billy a quick peck on the lips, "Don't forget me while I'm gone," she giggled to Billy and then grabbed hold of Willis' hand. She tugged him towards the stairs, swaying a little bit. "You gotta show me where your room is," she cooed.
 
Billy gave her a swat on the butt as she left. "That's my girl," he told her. He knew she was the right kind of women he wanted around.

Willis grinned as she took his hand. "Right this way girl," he told her as he moved past her and down the hall. It was the last door on the left, a room specifically for him. It had the same layout as Lucy and Billy's room, double bed and all. He closed the door behind them, placing his hands on her shoulders and kissing her neck. "You know how to dance girl?"
 
Lucy looked around the room once she was inside it with Willis. It was regular, just like the one that Lucy and Billy shared, except it wasn't as dirty. The owner obviously tried to keep it nicer for the sheriff. Lucy giggled when the large man kissed her neck and she reached up to stroke his cheek. She was glad he was holding on to her shoulders or she might sway.

"Yeah, I know how to dance!" she proclaimed, swinging her hips back and forth and causing the dress to rustle and her breasts to jiggle inside of the corset.
 
Willis smirked and took a seat on the bed, reaching underneath it for a bottle of whisky he kept. Taking a big sip he watched as Lucy swayed her hips to an invisible sythem only her hazy ears could hear. "That's good girl," he told her. "That's real good."

God, Billy knows how to pick 'em, he though as she danced for him. "Bet those clothes are a little hot. Why don't you help yourself out of 'em?
 
She walked over to him when he sat on the bed and swished her hips right there in front of him. She lifted her arms up and did a little twirl. "You're right," she said seriously with a little nod, "I am hot." and with that she unlaced the corset, her breasts billowing free from them. She shrugged herself out of the dress and it felt down to the floor.

So she was left in her petticoat, which was already drooping down by her hips. She tugged at them and they fell to the floor too, rendering her naked and gyrating in front f him.
 
Willis nodded in appreciation. Being the local lawman had its share of perks, one of which was all the lovely ladies he got to sample. All he needed to do was look the other was for the town less...honorable occupants and he was set. The bribes didn't hurt none either.

"Hmm, that's right girl. Show me what you got." He clapped his hands and gestured for her to come closer. "Got a present for you girl." Pulling her onto his lap he undid his trousers, freeing his hard cock as he petted her thighs. "Give it the works girl."
 
She sauntered towards him when he gestured to her, swinging her naked hips back and forth and moving her arms around drunkenly. She squealed when he pulled her onto his lips and she leaned in to give him a sloppy drunken kiss. She looked down at his 'present' and grinned.

"You want me to dance on your cock?" she offered with a smile. She lifted her hips up and plunged herself down onto it.
 
"Enngg...yeah!" Willis grabbed her hips as she gyrated on rop of him. He hadn't felt a whore this tight in years! She was a regular firebug, dancing away on his cock like it was the grand prize. He wondered were Billy found her for one moment, then she squeezed his cock just right and he couldn't think about anything at all.

Flipping her over on the bed he grunted and started pounding away, his balls slapping against her as he kissed her savagely.
 
She yelped when he flipped her over and started pounding away at her. None of the gang members had ever done her quite like that before. None had been gentle, but they'd never rocketed in and out of her quite as savagely as Willis was doing it right now. She kissed him back as best she could, but her mind was elsewhere.

She moaned loudly into his mouth, her breasts bouncing back and forth and he pistoned in and out of her. He was almost fucking her silly, she couldn't even think.
 
The bed springs creaked and groaned underneath them as he fucked her mercilessly. He rode her hard and deep, like a man reduced to only his primitive, base desires. Pulling up he lifted her leg over his shoulder, turning her on her side to get a better, deeper angle.

"Fucking bitch, whore..." He spouted off curses and swears like there was no tomorrow. She was truly getting into the business of the whore now. Willis could count himself as one of the lucky first costumers.
 
Lucy had also never been fucked sideways, and that was how Willis was doing her now. Surprisingly, she really liked it. Her head tilted back and she moaned like the whore she was being turned into, her drunken mind still not registering the fact that she'd been pimped out. Her pussy clenched at Willis' cock desperately, loving his primal actions.

She was close to coming. She bucked against him as much as she could, but she couldn't really move. A few more minutes went on and she finally came, her juices flooding forth.
 
Feeling her body contract around his one finally broke his own dam. He yelled out a name of a woman, not her own, and pulled out quickly. Jerking his cock a few times by hand he shot off his load over her chest and face, painting her white with his sperm. He didn't need some whore coming to him with a bastard child in her belly.

He fell back, content and sated for the moment. He got up soon though, pulling up his pants and pulling a a few dollar bills out of his pocket. He tossed them at her, the green bills scattering over her bed and body. "For your troubles girl," he told her before leaving her alone in the room, shutting the door behind him.
 
She barely realized what was happening to her when Willis came on her. She sat up and frowned, swaying a little in her drunkenness. Then he was throwing bills at her. She stared at them and moved them aside, getting up and hobbling to the bathroom to wash herself off. She splashed her face and sobered up a little bit, but was still cloudy.

She stumbled back into the bedroom and saw her dress and the bills and realized what had happened. She dressed quickly and grabbed the money and stormed down to Billy, slamming the money on the table in front of him. "What is this?" she screeched at him.
 
Billy calmly pulled out a cigar he had been smoking and looked down at the money on the table. "I'd say that's about ten dollars. Good money there for your first night work. Some girls can't even get five." He really didn't see what the problem was. He was even letting her keep that money since it was her first night.

He leaned back in his chair, blowing a ring of smoke into the air. "Relax, I bet you had some fun anyway. Here," he passed her a glass of whiskey. "Have another drink."
 
She stared at him for a moment, her breasts nearly falling out of the gown as she hadn't even bothered trying to make herself modest after that romp when she'd realized Billy'd whored her out.

"You whored me out!" she whispered loudly at him, her anger spilling over into fury. She glared down at the whiskey and pushed it away. "No. I'm not letting you get me drunk again just so you can sell me to some other asshole."
 
Now Billy was glaring at her. "That asshole is the law in these parts. Unless you want him mentioning that we're in town to some posse than by all means, piss him off. You fucking him keeps me out of jail and you safe. So I would change your attitude their missy." He blew smoke right in her face, letting her now he was the boss. He felt some kind of attachment to her, something he didn't have with many people especially a woman, but he was still Billy.

Overhearing the conversation Lydia saw her chance to make a bit of payback. Moving in close she cried out in mock delight. "Oh! So you're joining us in our delightful profession. You were certainly eager to go upstairs with Willy." She grinned. "Come girl, give the men a peak. Can't attract costumers if you don't show off the goods!"

Reaching out she grabbed the front of Lucy's corset, pulling it down and free her breasts. The twin orbs popped free of the loose dress right in front of everyone, issuing cheers and cat calls from the men and laughter .
 
Lucy opened her mouth to scream at Billy some more, especially after he'd blown his smoke in her face, but Lydia intervened before she could open her mouth. She was taken off guard when Lydia pulled the corset down and exposed her breasts.

Lucy wasn't usually a mean girl, but she had an evil streak. She grabbed Lydia by the throat and pulled her towards her, spitting right in her face. "Touch me again bitch, and I'll rip your tongue out of your mouth." and then she let go of her throat and pushed her away. Lucy stuffed her breasts back into her corset and turned to Billy.

"Fine. But never again." she growled, grabbing the money and stomping off.
 
Billy was fuming now as Lucy just walked away from him like that. He stood up from the table only to be stopped when Lydia placed a her hand over his.

"Seems like you need to blow off some steam sugar," she said with a seductive grin. "I'll show that little bitch." She thought.

Billy looked at her, then at Lucy's retreating backside. "To Hell with her," he thought. Letting her lead the was Billy and Lydia disappeared into the crowd of people.


Lucy wouldn't find it easy to get through the saloon. Men were offering money left and right for a quick roll in the hay. One even went so far as to grab her wrist and spin her around, snarling and telling her to pay him attention. He was only stopped when Joe stepped in, punching him to the floor and staring down the other wolves.
 
Lucy felt tears well up in her eyes when Lydia took Billy and they disappeared into the crowd. She clenched her teeth and tried to make her way through the crowd as best as she could. She got angrier and angrier as the men grabbed at her and tried to rip her clothes off. She was finally saved by Joe, and she was grateful to him.

She squeezed his hand and gave him a very serious look. "I have to get out of here, Joe." she said to him desperately, "I can't stay." and then she turned and dashed towards the side door and into the cool night air. She started running for where she knew the horses were tied.
 
Though Lucy was fast Joe was faster. He caught up with her easily just as she reached the horses. He grabbed her from behind, throwing her over his shoulder like she weighed nothing at all and carried her away into the night. He liked her, but he wasn't about to let her steal their horses.

He carried her into the next building, a general store that mostly dealt in weapons. The cleark barely bat an eye as Joe brought in a girl like that, letting him walk to the back room. It was a storage area with a simple mattress on the floor. Throwing her down on it he started undoing his shirt while never taking his eyes off her. He was going to show her why she couldn't lave them.
 
Lucy screeched when she was lifted up by behind and thrown over a giant man's shoulder. But then she realized that it was Joe and she wasn't as scared. She still fought against him though, trying to free herself. But in the next instant she was thrown against a straw mattress in a backroom of a store.

"Please, Joe!" she pleaded with him, even though she knew he was going to screw her and she didn't so much mind that. "I'll sleep with you, I don't have a problem with that. But you can't keep me here. Please, I can't stay. I can't be a whore."
 
He was silent as he removed his clothes, soon naked in front of her and hard as a rock. He knelt down, reaching out to cup her face before whispering "you are a whore."

His voice was hoarse and gravely, the damage to his vocal cords being severe, but it was there. This was not something Joe revealed to just anyone, that he could still talk. Billy knew, as well as one or two of his former associates, and now Lucy.

He followed those words with a kiss, his large hands moving to the straps of her dress so slowly pull them down.
 
She saw his enormous penis when he stripped himself, but wasn't afraid of it. Lucy had pleasured Joe several times before and knew that he wouldn't hurt her. Her eyes widened though when he whispered to her. So he could talk, but just barely.

Tears welled up in her eyes again when he told her that she was a whore. It was true. She was. How many men had she slept with now? Seven, when a good married woman only ever slept with one?

She sobbed a little but kissed him back, loving his gentleness. She took the hint and took the straps of the dress into her own hands and undressed herself, laying back naked beneath him.

"Is that bad?" she whimpered to him.
 
He kissed her tears away, answering in his hoarse voice. "Only you can answer that." He pressed his large body down on top of her, her hard chest against her breasts as his lips moved over her chin, her neck, her shoulders.

"You find pleasure," he spread her thighs. "You can take their money, he pressed himself against her. "You can hold power over them," he pushed inside.

He started a slow pace, rocking in and out of her. He watched as her head was raised slowly up and down with their gentle lovemaking. "Lydia woman, she has that power. So could you."
 
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