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

She growled unhappily when Billy tied her up, but she didn't do much resisting. She laid on her side awkwardly, her hands tied behind her back and her ankles tied together. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to move into some semblance of a sleeping state. She was on rocky dirt though, and didn't even get a blanket. She was the only girl here, she should be the one with a blanket. But that was never how it was. They only wanted to give her any comfort when she was blowing them or letting them screw her.

After awhile she finally fell asleep, but it wasn't good quality sleep. It was a light sleep that could be easily disturbed. When she woke in the morning she was still exhausted, the sleep had done almost nothing for her rest wise.
 
It was apparently early when she woke up, the rest of the gang apparently being still asleep. Billy was lying a few feet away, snoring into his blanket. Everyone was accounted for, except for one.

Johnny.

Soon after she opened her eyes the bandit was looking down at her, having the last watch so already having been awake. He had a knife in his hand and was kneeling close to her face, and before she could do anything his hand was over her mouth. "Don't you fucking move," he hissed at her. "I swear I'll gut you like a fish if you so much as twitch, you hear me?"

He had a weird look in his eyes and held the knife dangerously close to her body. "I don't like you," he told her. "You walk like you got good things coming, but you're nothing but a whore you hear me?" He grit his teeth in anger, looking her over with rage burning in his eyes. "You think Billy is better than me, huh? Think his cock feels better up that stretched open hole of yours?"
 
Lucy almost screamed bloody murder when she saw Johnny standing over her. Her mouth dropped open but no sound came out and she stayed absolutely still otherwise. She stared at him, her eyes wide and doe like as he spat at her angrily. She was completely vulnerable right now, there was nothing she could do to stop him. She couldn't even kick or hit him, she was tied hand and foot.

She looked down at the knife, held so close to her that it would slice her if she moved the wrong way. Was that what he was really angry about? That she liked Billy more than him? He hated her though, why would he care what she thought? "N-n-no, Johnny..." she said carefully, trying her best not to move anything except her mouth, "I don't think that...p-please don't hurt me," she whimpered.
 
Johnny only growled and flipped her over on her stomach, hand covering her mouth as he used the other to undo his trousers. "Oh I'm going to hurt you bitch, I'm going to hurt you bad..." He slipped her dress up, pushing down the petticoat to give him easy access to her bottom. He kept a firm hold over her mouth so she couldn't scream out for help as his cock slid over her ass cheeks and against her anus, a place it wasn't meant to go. The knife went to her throat as he hissed in her ear "I'm gonna fuck you and you're going to hate every minute of it, then I'm going to slit your pretty little throat and tell them you tried to escape." He started pressing into her, loving the say she trembled underneath himas his hard cock pushed inside her ass.

Then, suddenly, he was off of her and flying through the air. Joe was standing over her, raw fury on his face as he dragged Johnny off of her and threw him aside like he was nothing.
 
Lucy whimpered when Johnny flipped her over and put his hand over her mouth. This wasn't going well. Her eyes grew wide when she realized what he was doing. He was going to try to do her ass. He wasn't trying...he WAS doing it. Tears welled up in her eyes and they quickly spilled over as he began to push himself into her. She flailed, especially after he told her that he was going to kill her anyway. She whimpered again and tried to brace herself for the pain that was certainly going to come at her.

And then suddenly he wasn't there anymore. His hand was gone, the knife was gone, and then she heard a thump. Lucy looked up and saw Joe standing there looking so angry that he could stomp on Johnny without a second thought. She breathed a huge sigh of relief, "Oh my Lord! Joe! Th-thank you so much, Joe!"
 
With all the commotion is was impossible the Billy would still be asleep. He jumped out of bed, already have drawn his gun as he looked up at Joe, then to Lucy, and then Johnny. It didn't take him long to figure out what had happened. "What the fuck did you do Johnny?"

Johnny pulled himself off the ground, waving his knife at Lucy as he hitched his pants up. "Little bitch was asking for it! You know damn well what a whore she is, I was just giving her what was coming!"

Billy got to his feet and glared at his partner. "Yeah well Joe here looks about ready to rip you half, and you know that Joe ain't easily angered."

"FUCK YOU!" Johnny screamed at him, drawing his pistol and aiming at Lucy. "This little cunt's nothing but trouble! WHY the FUCK should we even be dragging her along. Let's waste her now!"

It happened quickly. One second Johnny was cocking hammer, fully intending to shoot Lucy in the face, and the next he was on the ground screaming and clutching a bleeding, broken nose.

Billy stood over him, holding Johnny's gun and shaking off the hand he had punched him with. "Don't you try pulling a stunt like that again you sorry piece of shit." He kicked Johnny in the gut for good measure, the darkness returning to his eyes as emptied the bullets from Johnny's gun and threw it aside. "I decide who lives and dies in this gang you hear me? You forget that again and I'll kill you myself.

Billy let out a sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "You alright?" he asked, not looking at Lucy but directing it at her.
 
Lucy could hardly believe what was happening. A minute ago she was at the mercy of Johnny with his cock about to be shoved up her ass. Now Johnny was laying on the ground, bloody and bruised at the hands of both Joe and Billy. The two of them had come to her rescue, they had defended her honor.

She wouldn't have expected either of them to do that. They both treated her like a whore, she would have thought they'd be glad to see Johnny abuse Lucy. But Johnny had over stepped his bounds with Billy, and Billy didn't like to be questioned. She didn't know why Joe defended her, but she was glad he did.

She nodded her head and squirmed some, still tied by both her wrists and ankles. "Yeah...I'm alright," she said softly, still in shock of what had happened.
 
Billy nodded, still not really looking at her. "Alright, get ready then, I want to be out of here in the next half-hour."

Joe had calmed down pretty quickly but you could still tell he was upset as he untied Lucy's hands and feet, letting her pull up her petticoat. After that the Indian wandered off to pack and care for his horse, not giving Lucy another look.

Johnny of course stayed clear the hell away from her. He shot her a nasty glance from time to time as he packed his sleeping blanket.

Otis and Coyote slept through the whole thing. Joe had to kick them awake.

Billy eventually went up to Lucy, offering her some water. "So..." he began, "what happened back there?"
 
Lucy wanted to say something to Joe after he untied her but he left too quickly for her to say anything. She figured she'd just make it up to him later when she'd have to do something with him. She noted that she'd sucked him off twice, but they'd never had sex. She'd had sex with all of the rest of the guys, she decided it was Joe's turn.

She readied herself as quickly as she could and then waited by Billy's horse, petting it's mane gently. She drank the water thankfully when Billy came up to her with it. She sighed and recounted the story as easily as she could, "I was sleeping...and I woke up with him standing over me. He told me that if I moved he would kill me." she paused for a moment, swallowing uneasily, "Then he started to try to...um...do my ass," she used the curse word awkwardly, "and he said he was going to slit my throat when he was done. Then suddenly Joe threw him off, and you appeared." she sucked in a deep breath and sighed.

"Thank you, Billy," she said gently, extending one hand and touching his chest, "I...I really appreciate you, um, doing what you did."
 
Billy actually looked uncomfortable with the situation. He played the gentleman loads of time, but that always hid under the surface a violent, dangerous man. So when Lucy reached out and touched him, in a thankful, gentle way that wasn't about sex, he was a little taken aback.

"Yeah, well," he took her hand in his own, peeling it away from him as he looked off tot he side. "Don't expect us to be there for you next time. These parts are dangerous, every man for himself. We won't always be there to get you out of your messes. Now get on that horse, were almost ready."

He turned away from her to check on the others. "I'll talk to Johnny," was the last words he gave her before walking off.
 
Her blood ran cold when he said that they might not save her the next time. She hadn't gotten herself into the mess! Johnny had been the instigator every time! What did he want, for her to get on her knees and beg for him to rape her? That wasn't going to happen. She gave him her pussy when he wanted it, she sucked him off when he wanted it, what more was there she could do for him?

She nodded and got up onto the horse, leaning over it's mane and resting there. She actually fell asleep while she was waiting for Billy to return.
 
The men worked fast, securing and feeding their horses for the long journey ahead of them. Hopefully they would reach the town by nightfall and not have any interruptions. Sometime during this prep work Billy called Johnny over were they could be alone and though no one heard any shouting or anything Johnny returned with a black eye and nothing to say.

"Let's move out," Billy barked at them. He climbed on his own animal and saw Lucy was asleep, only noticing because she hadn't said or put up any resistance. Taking his reins in hand he kicked the horse off, starting the creature off on a light trot and slowly gaining full speed. It wasn't that he gave a damn about waking her, just that it would be...easier if she didn't put up any fight. That was his story and he was sticking with it.

The gang rode the hours hard, making tracks faster than the previous days in order to finally make it too their destination. Of course the horses were pretty tired by mid-day, but it was fortunes smile that they were near a small oasis. It wasn't much, just the remains of a dried up lake, but it would do for a quick stop. Billy nudged his passenger. "Alright girl, get off. Break time.
 
Surprisingly Lucy slept the entire time they rode. She hadn't gotten any rest the night before tied up and any rest she'd retained was blown away when Johnny attacked her. Somehow the steady rhythm of the running horse had lured her deeper and deeper until she was in a completely restful state. She was startled awake when he nudged her. She lifted her head groggily and groaned as she sat up. She slid off of the horse and stumbled forward for a couple of steps.

"Where are we?" she mumbled as she rubbed her eyes. She blinked a few times and looked around. They were still in the desert and it looked exactly the same as the last place they'd been.
 
"Last stop on our trip," explained Billy, joining her on the ground. He stretched out his legs as the others joined them. "We're not saying long. Just enough for the horses to drink and to stretch a bit."

If Billy was one to admit these kind of things he would have added that he didn't much care for the place. It made him nervous, all the places to hide around the area. It was more hilly as they approached the town, and several ridges that surrounded the area could easily hide anyone approaching. His eyes darted around, his instincts on high alert for any potential dangers.

As the horses drank the men spent the time either watching the area or filling their canteens. Coyote found himself more interested in Lucy at the moment, walking over to her with an odd twitch in his eye. Like Otis, he was a bit off and had a few quirks. Nervously rubbing the back of his head he looked down at her breasts as he got close. "What'd you do with Johnny...he's not been right since we left."
 
Lucy frowned at Coyote as he approached her. "I didn't do anything with him. Not anything he didn't force me to do," she shrugged and looked around at the landscape. They were nearing Scorched Earth, the last place she wanted to go. She'd heard of Scorched Earth before. It was a saloon town for cowboys and bandits. There were no lawmen there, it was a no man's land. There was no place for a respectable woman there, but was Lucy that anymore? Not really. She'd lost that title the second her husband had died.

Lucy walked away from Coyote but didn't move far. She just walked around in a circle a couple of times, stretching her legs out. She knew they'd be on the horse for several more hours after this.
 
Coyote didn't much care for her answer, following her a bit and finally grabbing her by the arm. "You must of done something! I haven't seen him this mad since...!"

The blood seemed to fly before the bang was heard. The spray of blood his Lucy as a bullet tore into Coyote's gut. The bandit's face contorted in agony as his legs fell out from under him and he hit the dirt, howling in pain.

Everything seemed to slow down for a second their as the others grabbed for their guns and ran for cover, shot after shot being fired all around them from unseen sources. Joe made his way to the horses, the beasts kicking and neighing in freight even as he tried to grab the rifles.

Billy ran strait at Lucy, throwing his weight on her and sending them both tumbling behind a rock. "Keep your head down!" He shouted at her. "God damn...God damn blast it!" He fired a shot towards an area he thought he saw movement, ducking when another shot rang over him. All the while Coyote was clutching his chest, crying out for someone to help him.
 
Lucy stood there in shock when she saw Coyote's blood spurt. Some of it sprayed on her, smattering across her face and neck. But she just stood there, watching him crouch over in pain. Then all of a sudden she was flying through the air, Billy's arm around her as he dragged her behind a rock.

She put her head down as far as it could go and curled her legs up underneath him. "What's happening!?" she asked him frantically, her hands folded up underneath her. She was completely immobile with him on top of her. She turned her head and saw Coyote standing out there by himself, the blood still spurting forth from him, "Is someone going to help Coyote!?"
 
"Stop shouting woman!" Billy barked at her. He would have loved to help Coyote, but the minute he stepped over their someone would take him out. They weren't going to waste any bullets on that poor bastard, they were aiming for the ones still moving.

Joe tossed a rifle to Johnny and the two started laying cover fire towards were the majority of shots were coming, and in the chaos they made out four men moving for better cover. Joe aimed his sights and took out two easily, the attackers falling like sacks of potatoes to the rocky earth.

The two sides exchanged shots for several minutes, the bandits effectively pinned down. Billy was sweating hard now, knowing a tough situation when he saw it. Didn't stop him from taking out two more guys that were after them.

More time went by and the bandits seemed to have put the attackers on the run. All went quite for the few seconds and Billy raised his head up, looking around the area and giving Lucy a chance to move.

The second he did one of their hunters made his move. Having gone around them he came up from behind the rock Billy and Lucy were pressed against and fired, hitting Billy in the shoulder. Billy swore loudly and fired of himself, blasting the mans head open. Both men hit the dirt, one dead and one seemingly on his way there.
 
Lucy screamed for all she was worth when she saw Billy get shot and consequently saw Billy blast the hunter's head off. She barely recoiled from the sounds of the gunshots now, thought she was still disgusted by the sight of a man's head being blown to pieces. She worked her way out from under Billy, rolling him to his side gently.

"Joe!" she screeched, "Keep watch okay? Don't let anyone shoot me!" she reached under her dress and tore a long piece of her petticoat off. She pressed it to Billy's wound firmly. "Billy," she said desperately, wiping at his sweaty brow, "Billy. You can't die." she felt herself beginning to get emotional, "I...I can't lose you too, okay? You can't die on me."
 
Joe didn't respond but kept his eyes out for movement, covering her as she handled Billy. Otis and Johnny had their hands full as well, both of them moving out to try and sneak up on whoever was attacking them.

Billy wasn't about to let one bullet take his life. He grit his teeth and clutched at his bleeding shoulder. "God damn it!" He looked up at her, blinking the sweat from his eyes. "Stop that fucking crying, I'm not dead." He tired to push himself up, falling back down in pain.

Joe looked over at them, then towards Coyote who was still bleeding badly and not moving anymore. Back up top a few more shots were fired, then silence. A few seconds later Otis and Johnny came out, Johnny with a bit of a limp, but both of them looking ok.
 
"You better not be dead," she spat back at him angrily. She kept the petticoat strip pressed to his wound until it stopped bleeding. Then she pulled it away and tossed it aside. "I just got these new clothes and now I'm ripping them up for you." she muttered, though she would have ripped apart her clothing for him any time he needed her to. She was attached.

She stood up and moved away from him, brushing off the dirt on her dress. She glanced at the limping Johnny but quickly looked away before he would get eye contact with her. She looked over at the motionless Coyote, wondering if he was dead and realizing the probability of that was very high.
 
"Errgg..." Billy groaned as he tried to sit up again. "Damn bastards...got me god to..."

Otis came up to him and kneeled down next to him. "We got 'em all boss. Don't you worry, you're gonna be fine."

"Course I'm gonna be fine!" Billy spat at him before looking over at the other wounded man. "How's Coyote?"

Johnny was looking over the man in question. "Not good. He's unconscious and breathing heavily. Don't think he's going to make it."

"FUCK!" Billy hit the ground with his fist in anger, twinging at the sharp pain it caused. Otis tried to keep him still with Lucy but he tried to bat them away. "Get off of me, both of you. I'm fine dammit!"
 
Lucy looked over at Coyote and saw that he looked just about dead. She moved away from Billy when he batted at her, not exactly wanting him to hit her. Her heart was racing almost out of control from this whole ordeal. It made her want to leave the gang even more, despite the fact that she'd been nearly heartbroken when it looked like Billy wasn't going to make it.

She stood up and brushed her dress off. She wrapped her arms around herself after that and shivered. It was hot as hell outside and yet she felt like she was freezing. And she didn't know what to do. She glanced over at Johnny, who looked angsty as always. "What...what are you going to do?" she asked Billy timidly.
 
Billy was starting to sweat heavily now, a sing of shock. He blinked at her, his vision growing blurry from the blood loss. His wound was still bleeding pretty badly, it needed attention soon but he was stubborn like a mule. "We need...to keep moving...get Coyote to a doctor...

Before he could finish he collapsed on the dirt. The others rushed to him while Joe took up Coyote, tending to his injuries as best he could/.
 
"Move," Lucy demanded when Otis rushed towards Billy. "Move!" she screamed at him, pushing at him harshly. She dropped down to her knees next to Billy and grabbed hold of the bottom of her dress. She ripped several strips off of it and lifted up Billy's arm. She wrapped the strips around it tightly, so tightly that if he flexed his arm muscle it would hurt him more than if he just left it be. That was an incentive for him not to move or mess with the wrap.

"Go look in what you took from the wagon. See if there's any clear alcohol. If there is, bring it to me. Bring me fresh cloths too."
 
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