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

Her desire to kiss Billy only grew when he pecked her forehead. When he let her go she actually leaned towards him but she fought her desire and turned away. Her heart was pounding, but she wasn't sure why. Because she suddenly craved the touch of Billy's lips against hers, his strong arm wrapped around her waist? Or because she was about to go doom some hopeless cowboys for the sake of a new dress?

She yelped when Johnny came up to her. Her eyes grew wide and she trembled in terror. If anyone frightened her, it was Johnny. Billy she felt like she could deal with. Joe she liked. Otis followed Billy's orders and Coyote was just...Coyote. Johnny was the loose cannon. She nodded quickly and silently, stumbling away from him as soon as he would let her.

She started down the trail, thinking over in her mind what she was going to do. Once she got most of the way down there she saw the cowboys notice her. She tugged at her dress, trying to make a show of covering what she could of herself. "Can you help me?" she called out, her voice sounding desperate, "I'm terribly lost out here. I don't have a clue where I am. I was trying to find a town nearby, but I think I done got myself in the middle of the desert."
 
There were about seven men sitting around the wagons when Lucy walked up to them, outnumbering Billy's gang by two. They were a haggard looking bunch, not looking like they had a bath in a while and also looking like they didn't much care about it. The apparent leader, a man with a beard and white hat got off his seat and walked up to Lucy, holding up his rifle but not aiming it at her.

He eyed her over, taking in her luscious body but still suspicious. Behind him the others were watching her, wondering what was going on.

"Where you from missy?" the man asked her.

Around the ridge Billy and his gang worked on circling the wagons, moving unseen and quietly over the rocks while Lucy bought them their distraction.
 
She knew where she was actually from was at least two days journey away. They wouldn't believe that she'd walked herself here from there. She knew though, of a town that was supposed to be a two days journey from her own town, so she picked that. "Collinsville," she said sheepishly, " 'fraid I'm don't live up to them being known for explorers and all that,"

She smiled at their leader, sort of tilting her head down and lifting her eyes up to give him her most innocent look. "I was try'na get to Howardsville," she said, noting a town that was nearish to Collinsville, "but I don't even know if I left in the right direction. S'posed to meet my sister there." then she giggled and batted her eyelashes at the man very faintly, turning on the western speak like she knew men liked to hear. The more ignorant a woman sounded the more delicious she was.
 
A couple of the other men were coming up now, one of them taking off his hat and wiping the sweat from his brow at the site of the little lady before him. It was pretty obvious they were falling for her siren spell by the way they were adjusting their trousers. "Hey we should help her out. Can't just leave her like-"

"Shut yer trap!" The leader barked. He looked over Lucy again, the lust in his eyes evident. "Howardsville huh?" He licked his lips. "Well, we ain't heading towards Howardsville. Afraid you're going to have to make it worth our while to go our of our way to help you." He had lowered his gun now, palms sweating at the thought of getting some pussy.
 
Her smile widened and her face flushed a little bit, seemingly a little flustered at his sexual innuendo. She took a couple of steps towards the leader and turned her face up as she got closer, making the height difference between them seem more than it really was. In reality he was nothing but a few inches taller than her, but she made it seem like he towered over her. She went up on her tiptoes and lifted a hand, the other still holding her dress as together as possible. She ran her hand along his face and down to his prickly beard.

"Well there sure is a lot of you here..." she began, purposely starting it out with what sounded like a refusal, "but I always did think beards were sexy," she whispered, speaking like that little message was meant only for him.
 
The mans face went blank as she whispered her seductive promise. He hadn't had a woman in a while now and his bulge suddenly swelled. He reached out and touched her arm, the others moving in closer trying to get a better look. "Well...uh...that sounds..."

A shot suddenly rang out and before anyone knew it the leaders head jerked to the side as a bullet passed through his brains. Blood and bits of skull splattered out of the side of his head as he hit the ground. In quick succession more shots ran out, the cowboys screaming and falling quickly before they could react.

Billy and the gang came down from their positions, moving in and firing expert shots on surviving men. The cowboys only got a few shots off but hit nothing, their bodies getting riddled with bullets killing them before they hit the dirt.
 
Lucy screamed in absolute horror when the leader's head in front of her suddenly splattered to pieces. She screamed and screamed, backing up as she saw the rest of the cowboys fall too. Hadn't Billy told her that he wasn't going to kill them? That he would only kill them if she didn't go do what he wanted? But now she'd done what he'd wanted, exactly what he'd wanted, and he killed them all anyway? Right in front of her?

She stumbled backwards until she fell onto her butt. She thought about running but she knew that Johnny would just shoot her. Then she'd be just like the dead men in front of her. She sobbed uncontrollably and hid her face in her arms, her legs drawn up close to her. She was in complete shock.
 
Billy moved in quickly to Lucy after all was said and done, the bodies of their victims all lying dead in the sun. "You did great there Lucy. Real proud of you." He could hear her sobs and let out a sigh, he kinda expected this.

While the others looked over the bodies for goods and weapons Billy grabbed her arm and yanked her up. "You stop that crying right now you hear me?" He ordered her. Twisting her around he made her look at the corpse of the leader. "This is how it is. If we didn't kill them they would have come after us or brought the law after us, and we couldn't have that." Looking into her face he glared at her. "You think these men were any better than us? Only difference is they're legal and we ain't."

Seeing her there, tears in her eyes, right after she ahd lead those men on with her beautiful body right before he pulled the trigger to kill them...God he couldn't remember the last time he was this horny. He pulled her in quickly, right then and there, to kiss her hard on the mouth.
 
She yelped when he yanked her up so cruelly. The last thing she wanted right now was for him to bitch at her after he'd just shot a man in the head who she was TOUCHING. She tried to force her head to turn the other way when he twisted her around, but he was adamant and made her look at the dead man. She whimpered and shuddered, vaguely feeling like she might throw up. The last dead man she'd seen had been her husband, she didn't think she'd be seeing any more in the near future.

And then suddenly he was up against her and his lips were on hers. For a moment she was stark still with no idea what to do. But in the next instant she'd completely melted. She threw her arms around him as his grip on her wrist slackened. She ran one hand up into his hair and the other she kept around his neck. She pressed her body up against him and pulled away from the kiss only so that she could open her mouth and kiss him again.
 
Billy held her there, amidst the dead bodies and spilled blood. He grabbed her ass, wanting to rip of her clothes and take her there, but right now he still had work to do and they couldn't stick around. Nibbling lightly on her lower lips he pulled away and grinned. "Why don't we try and find you some new clothes?" He gave her one more kiss before he taking her hand in his and leading her to the wagons, avoiding the bodies lying around.

Joe was standing by on of the wagons, several rifles in his hand taken from the back. Billy called out to him, "Hey Billy, you see any clothes in their." The Indian nodded and started over to the other wagon, giving Lucy a nod of thanks before moving on.

"Alright then," Billy told her, "Why don't you crawl up in there and find yourself some new clothes? Give you some privacy to change too."
 
She sucked in a sharp breath when he grabbed her ass, fully prepared for him to rip off her clothes and take her there. She didn't see how that would be much different than every other time they'd had sex. But instead he let her go and dragged her along to the wagon with him. Oh right, the new clothes she was supposed to get. She looked up at Joe when he nodded his thanks to her and she grinned at him. Joe was so sweet.

She glanced around at the other gang members, and seeing that they weren't paying attention to her and Billy she turned around and stroked his cheek gently, "Thank you," she murmured, leaning up and pecking his lips gently. Then she pulled back and crawled up into the wagon. She found a brand new dress, though simple, and put it on gleefully. Suddenly this tragedy had been worth it.
 
Of course Billy wasn't about to let the moment pass him by. A young, sexy girl changing clothes right next to him? Of course he was going to sneak a peak. And by God, his mind which only a few minutes ago had told him "it wasn't a good time" switched on to "take her now."

"You know..." Billy said offhand, climbing into the back of the wagon, "you were pretty good there with that cowboy, looked as though he was going to shoot his load right their in his pants." He chuckled a bit and moved in closer, touching her arm and looking her over. "Why don't you show me exactly how you did that to him, so I can really appreciate what you did for us."
 
She was half in the new dress when Billy climbed up inside of it with her. She turned around quickly, at first thinking it was Johnny or Coyote. When she saw that it was Billy she smiled, pulling the sleeves up to her shoulders. The entire front was open, baring her corset and her breasts that nearly overflowed from it.

She looked up at him when he advanced on her, her body still very much telling her that this was the right time. She giggled softly and raised her hand, cupping the side of his face gently. "Well," she started, "I told him I thought beards were sexy. Except I lied," she ran her hand down to his scruffy chin, "Except in your case." then she grinned wide and pressed her body up against him lightly, going up on her tiptoes and pressing her lips to his.
 
Billy leaned into the kiss, her soft lips like heaven under the shade if the covered wagon. They had a good amount of room here, so he figured....

"HEY!"

God dammit.

Johnny came up from behind the wagon, a holster belt he had taken off one of the bodies over his shoulder, looking mad as hell. "You already got yer rocks off this morning, give someone else a chance why don't ya?" He climbed up after them, crowding up the space a little. "I got me a hell of a hard-on, and this bitch belongs to all of us, less you were going to cut the rest of us out on that pussy."

Billy sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Alright, don't get yer petticoat in a knot. Look, she's got two fine holes and the energy to match. We can both be satisfied, alright?"

Johnny snorted and spat out the back of the wagon but nodded, already undoing his pants to take care of his growing erection. Billy turned back to Lucy and gave her a smile. "Why don't you bend over for Johnny there and let me get a feel of that mouth of yours. Don't worry, he can't hurt you with me here, he's mostly talk anyway."
 
Lucy nearly fell over when she heard Johnny's coarse voice break the intimacy of her embrace with Billy. She had been so eager, so ready to really go with Billy without him having to persuade her for an instant, and it was broken apart before he could even really touch her. She broke away from Billy and stared at Johnny wide eyed as they bargained. Her body was being picked apart again.

Her eyes moved to Billy when he turned back to her and smiled. How could he smile at her at a time like this? She'd wanted him so badly and now she wasn't even going to get an orgasm herself. Johnny didn't have the ability to give her one. She hated him the most out of all of them.

But she consented anyway, mostly because Billy was there so she knew Johnny couldn't do much to her. She grudgingly lifted her skirt up and grabbed hold of the new petticoat she'd found in a trunk in the wagon and pulled it down. She bent over, as Billy had told her to, without a word. Her skirt was hiked up some but Johnny was going to have to move it the rest of the way if he wanted to get at her.
 
Johnny glared at Lucy as she gave him that look, that look that told him she didn't want him and had been hoping for Billy. Sure, she bent over when asked but that snotty bitch wasn't going out of her way to help him. She must have thought she was some high-class whore now with Billy at her side. But a whore was a whore, and one of these days he would show her that.

That sneer never leaving his face Johnny pushed up the rest of her skirt onto the small of her back, exposing her pussy to him. He didn't waste any time with foreplay, merely took his hard cock and jammed it inside of her. His fingers dug into her ass as he thrust in and out at a fast pace, trying to make it hurt. "Fucking bitch..." he hissed through clenched teeth.

Billy on the other hand took a seat on a chest of clothes in front of her, undoing his belt and zipper so his long shaft sprang free. He brushed some of the hair out of her face while Johnny took her from behind, an odd gesture given the situation.
 
Lucy's mouth dropped open when Johnny shoved inside of her like that. Her instinct was to cry out in pain, but she tried to hold it back. She didn't want him to know that he was succeeding in hurting her, like she knew he was doing intentionally. She hurriedly closed her mouth and gritted her teeth, reminding herself that she had to use her mouth now to please Billy, she couldn't let her anger be there. It had to be someplace else.

Her body rocked back and forth as he thrust in and out of her and she moved her tension to her feet. She grounded herself as much as she possibly could, trying to make her move a little as she could manage to give him less pleasure. She had forgotten about Billy in that moment until she saw his cock spring free in front of her. She rested her hands on his upper thighs and leaned over further, placing a gentle kiss on the head of his cock. She looked up at him and gave him a tiny smile, despite what was going on behind her. Then she pushed down, slowly taking him into her mouth.
 
Billy's large hands rested on her own as she held her self up on his thighs, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin as she smiled at him. The kiss sent a shiver up his spins and the feeling of her warm mouth was refreshing, even after being out in the hot desert sun. It was a real warmth, different from the sun beating down on you. He could get lost in that.

Johny on the other hand looked at the exchange with contempt. He was not a good person and carried few redeeming qualities. He'd been that way since he had been off on his own, and since then if was like some basic quality of humanity was missing from him. He enjoyed feeling powerful, enjoyed it when he held someones life in his hands. Hurting Lucy was one of the few ways he could feel that way on this trip, but with Billy there making her feel at home he felt cheated. His fingers dug into her backside as he pounded relentlessly. This bitch was going to pay, he would see to that.
 
She was trying to lavish affection on Billy, to make him feel extra good since he'd been robbed of the sex she so badly wanted to give him. Johnny, though, was making sure she couldn't do that either. He was pounding into her so mercilessly that she could barely think about anything except that and the snippets of pain he was forcing on her by digging his fingernails into her flesh. The worst part was that she felt zero pleasure from this. She didn't think it was impossible, it wasn't like Johnny was incapable of a good fuck, but the way he was going at it was only for him and not at all for her.

To try to get away from Johnny's torture she began to really work on Billy. She bobbed her head up and down and licked his underside, massaging it firmly. She took him deep, but not into her throat just yet. That was something special, she didn't want to waste it at the beginning.
 
(sorry for the wait!)

Billy knee jerked up a bit as she hit the sweet spot, her tongue licking his head just right as she worked over his shaft. She was born to suck cock, made to please men like this. "God, you are a fucking expert at this aren't you girl?" he said as his body shuddered again in pleasure.

Johnny sneered and slapped her ass like he owned it, pounding into her with more ferocity. He was pissed that she was getting some satisfaction out of it even with him fucking her. What the fuck did Billy have eh? His thumb pressed against her asshole, pushing inward just a bit. That would show her, if he fucked her there. She would scream if he stuck it there.

A silent glare from Billy stopped that from going any further though, and Johnny tried to onent himself with abusing her pussy. The entire wagon was really rocking now, making it impossible for anyone outside to not know what was happening.
 
Lucy smiled as best she could at Billy when he told her she was an expert. She only tried to be an expert for him. She didn't really care what kind of satisfaction the other men got out of her. She would only go at the half-assed if forced to. Except Joe, maybe. She would probably give Joe full service, but he was a special case.

Her eyes widened with fear when Johnny stuck his thumb against her asshole. She looked up at Billy in terror and was glad when he silently told Johnny to stop. She breathed a sigh of relief when he pulled his thumb away. Why couldn't he just be content with what he got? Did he really expect her to appreciate him? He was nothing but mean to her all of the time, why should she try to make him feel good?
 
It was all Billy could do to keep from howling like a wolf she was so good. But even still he wanted more. Slowly he pushed more of himself into her mouth, wondering how much she could take of him. He was not an average sized man, so for such a girl he was anxious to see her take as much as she could.

Johnny was getting close to his own climax, though there was something missing. The anger he felt towards this girl was almost as great as his lust and he wanted to hear her scream. She was a scapegoat for him, a piece of meat to suffer his abuse and anger. Knowing something about the female body he reached town and twisted her clit hard, knowing if that didn't cause her to scream nothing would.
 
Lucy took Billy as deep as she could, but she couldn't actually take all of him. His length was too much for her throat and when he was about three quarters of the way in (pushed deep into her throat) she began to gag. She pulled at her head a little bit, hoping that he would relent.

At the same time as she was gagging Johnny twisted her sensitive clit painfully. Her eyes widened and she screamed onto Billy's cock, her body suddenly flailing. Her mind was telling her to run, run, to get out and away. Tears welled up in her eyes and they spilled over and she now desperately tried to wrench her body away from the both of them, but she was caught between.
 
For all his apparent virtues, Billy was not a good person. It was true that out of all the gang he had shown Lucy the most kindness, but he was not the leader for nothing. He was a cold-bloodied killer and would do anything to get what he wanted. One didn't get a price as big as his put on his head for no reason. So when she screamed into his cock his first instinct wasn't to yell at Johnny, but to let out a moan. Gods, the vibration it sent up his spine, how her wet muscles in her throat gagged around him, it made him force himself in farther despite her protests. He held her there, forcing her to take more of him while her gagging throat spasmed around his cock and he hissed in pleasure.

Johnny laughed behind her. "What's wrong, don't you like a good finger fuck?!" he cackled as twisted it again as he pounded her faster and faster, gripping her side tightly as he finly shot his load deep inside of her. "Yeah...yeah...take it you filthy cunt...whore..."
 
Lucy couldn't understand what Billy was doing. She was crying and screaming, she was flailing and trying to escape and he was holding her down. He was forcing himself further down her throat, holding her head down and making her gag horribly. Her tears spilled down her cheeks like a flash flood and she began to claw at the air for dear life. johnny twisted her again and she screamed anew, her mind sending a thousand flags up in her mind that this needed to stop.

Lucy, of course, had no choice. She was stuck between the two of them, one in her mouth and one in her pussy. There was nothing she could do to get away from them. Even if she tried to scratch at Billy, Johnny would still be behind her. And then Billy would be angry at her and hit her. She had to get away. When they were through with her here, she had to get away.
 
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