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CrimsonMaster

CrimsonMaster

Pulsar
Joined
Oct 30, 2009
Location
The Land of Lost Souls
Texas, 1875. Elliot Lewis brought his wife westward, to build a new life. His dream was to start a ranch, raise some cattle and some kids. Elliot bought some land, just south of the of Sweetwater, Texas. He and his lovely wife began their ranch with a simple log cabin. They had several head of cattle, a cow for milking and some chickens. The first year of 1875 was hard, but the husband & wife struggled through. Elliot promised a better year for 1876. He expected good things, but Elliot was a product of his time. He was a white man who disliked the Native Americans. Always calling them "savages", for how they lived. Like many white people of this time. He saw the Indians, as being in the way of good white people trying to make something of the land. The Native Americans, of all tribes, saw the land and everything on it, as sacred. Each tribe had deep, spiritual beliefs. They saw the white man as disrespecting everything the great spirit placed on Earth.

Early in 1876. Elliot ran into trouble with some Comanche Warriors. He found them camping on land he owned. To the Comanche, the land was theirs and no white could make a claim on it. Elliot ran them off, killing two warriors with his rifle. He thought, the dirty savages wouldn't come back. Elliot thought, the Indians were cowards. He thought wrong. The Comanche did return and when they did, they brought hell with them. The group was led by Wolf, a brave & fearless warrior and his brother Running Elk. The brothers had six warriors with them, when they attacked the small ranch. They killed Elliot as he tried to fight them off. He was no match for them. Not since he made enemies out of them. The warriors then took whatever they wanted. Cattle, chickens and even Elliot's beautiful wife. She was now a captive of the wild Indians. The warriors burned down the cabin and barn. Leaving the area with their white prize, draped over the horse of Wolf. Her hands and feet tied.
 
Lucy hadn't really wanted to move back to the west, but as a woman, she didn't have much of a choice. She also knew better from growing up than to question a man's thinking, unless she thought it was worth the risk. Lucy, being a fair girl, didn't enjoy the dry heat and harsh sun of the Texas range, it didn't suit her Irish nature. She did want to make her husband happy though and felt her maternal clock tick as she dreamed about starting a family. Perhaps it would be best. She would be a little closer to her family, and perhaps it would be just the thing to pull her mother out of her depression.

The first year was rougher than either Elliot and Lucy expected. Though Elliot tried his best to hide how difficult things were from Lucy and assure her that the next year would be better, she had a sinking feeling that things were about to get worse than either of them could imagine.

She knew about the rising tension between her husband and the Native Americans and feared that one day it may escalate to more than just shouted slurs. Lucy tried to educate him a little about them, but the stubborn man refused to listen and continued to antagonize and stereotype them.

The day Elliot shot at some of them who had been camping on their land, Lucy tried to reason with Elliot, pleading him not to bring the gun, to try and talk with them or just ignore them. The Natives would leave soon and they were not causing any problems. Elliot simply pushed her aside and continued on his rampage, she shuddered when she heard the shots and her heart sank, knowing that one day soon, others may come back for vengeance.

She was right, that day came and now Lucy was tied up and riding on the back of one of the warriors' horses. When the Native Americans had arrived, Elliot had been tending to an injured calf that had stupidly tried to eat a cactus. The warriors had caught him by surprise but Elliot was never without his gun. When she heard the gunshots a struggle outside, first she peaked through the window and her pale skin turned paler at the sight of six warriors surrounding Elliot. Once she had a moment to get over the shock, she grabbed a knife and tried her best to hide, crawling under their shared bed and laying as quiet and still as she could. As she waited, Lucy replayed that moment played back in her head.

When the warriors came in their cabin, she tried to slash at their feet as they got close to the bed, but she was only successful in cutting one of the men's ankles before they grabbed her wrist and pulled her out. Lucy tried her best to thrash about, struggle, and even bite at her attackers, but with three against one, it was no contest and she was soon tied up and thrown on the back of one of the horses. Lucy was a fighter though, she continued to shout, scream, and twist about even in bondage. "Let me go! I didn't do anything! Please, let me be!." She demanded over and over until her throat was raw and her voice horse.
 
Lucy had been worried about the confrontation between her husband, Elliot and the Comanche. She had every right to worry and if Elliot had been smart. He would have been worried as well. Elliot was a product of his time. Believing the Indians were nothing more then filthy savages. They were no match for a white man. Not in fighting or thinking. Elliot's actions had led to his death and Lucy's capture. She didn't know, or perhaps she didn't understand. Lucy was a prize taken after a fight. It wasn't uncommon for Indian tribes to take white women, after a battle or fight. Women from other tribes were taken as captives as well. They were seen as the spoils of war. Taking Lucy was no different. Her hands and feet were tied. She was then tossed onto a horse, like a sack of potatoes. Wolf rode on the same horse. He would slap Lucy's fine looking ass, each time she was trashing about. They took Lucy into the mountains, then down into a valley. That's where their current village was located. The Comanche moved from time to time. Doing their best to stay away from the long knives. Their term for members of the Untied States Cavalry. That came form the horse soldiers carrying sabers.

Upon reaching the village. Wolf grabbed Lucy, and dumped her onto the ground. She was quickly surrounded by warriors and their women. Elliot had killed two of their warriors. Now he was dead and Lucy was a prisoner. From the crowd which surround Lucy, stepped the Chief. He and Wolf spoke to each other in Comanche. The older man pointing down at Lucy. The look on his face, was one of disgust. Like Lucy was a piece of trash, dumped into the middle of their village. Standing among the others, was a surprising figure. A pretty Black Woman. She was clearly not native to the tribe. The young woman watched the newcomer, closely. Wolf & Running Elk, dismounted their horses. So far, Lucy was being ignored. All she got on the way to the village, was smacks on her ass. Now she was in the middle of the tribe. Most of them staring at her, as if she dropped down from the sky. As the chief and Wolf continued to speak. It was clear, Lucy was the topic of the conversation. She was being pointed at by both men.
 
Lucy had heard stories before, about the pillaging the "savages" would do in a town after exacting vengeance. The newspapers loved to exaggerate moments like these to sell and try to find people to give "first hand" accounts, but she also knew that many of these reports had some truth to them.

Growing up, there was a Native American woman and her child that Lucy's parents allowed to live on their cotton plantation in exchange for helping during the harvest season and growing crops for food. She had grown up with the girl, Rain, who's mother insisted she assimilate and spend as much time with Lucy to learn about white culture. Lucy loved spending time with Rain and learn little bits about her culture. Rain would share stories and folklore that her mother told her, talk about nature and spirits, and sometimes even re-educate Lucy about certain myths that she was learning in school. Rain never really talked about what tribe her and her mother had been apart of, and didn't like to talk about why they had to leave, but looking back, she knew why. Rain was clearly the result of her mother having relations with a white man, and the tribe may not have looked too kindly upon this. Rain had briefly talked about how raids and pillaging were common, even among the Native American tribe, but described them as "just like your silly white wars" which were mentioned in Lucy's classes, but details glossed over because they were too crude for proper young ladies.

Lucy grew more and more furious with each slap Wolf landed on her behind. Each slap was met with a hiss or guttural growl that shot from Lucy's lips. As they rode further away from her home, Lucy tried her best to spot and memorize landmarks, just in case she had the opportunity to escape, although deep down she knew that would be a futile effort, but she grasped at hope.

As she lay on her back, surrounded by strange people speaking a incoherent language, Lucy tried her best to look as brave as she could. It was all she could do in that moment since she could not see any way to escape her current situation. When the chief pointed at her and spoke, she could sense the disgust in his voice. "Well, fuck you too!" She screeched, hoping that if he didn't understand the words, maybe the tone would get across. It was just after that outburst that Lucy's eyes met the dark young women's. She was beautiful, the turquoise stones and beads contrasting her deep cocoa-colored skin, her jet black hair cascading over her broad yet womanly shoulders, and her deep hazel eyes watching Lucy with a glint of....something Lucy couldn't quite place. For just a moment, Lucy let down her guard. "Please help me, please." She mouthed quietly to the young woman, hoping her plea would be understood and heard. As the men continued to speak, Lucy assumed about her, Lucy turned back to the two men and quickly changed her expression to one of disgust herself as well as anger.
 
The Comanche chief, was Buffalo Hump, father to both Wolf & Running Elk. The conversation about Lucy, was why she was brought here. Buffalo Hump felt, taking her was risky and could bring the long knives. Wolf believed the soldiers wouldn't come. They left no traces of who could have attacked the small ranch. or who could have taken Lucy. The group of warriors, also made sure to cover their tracks. Besides, as Wolf pointed out, it was his right to take her as a prize. However, only Buffalo Hump would decide whether or not Lucy would stay alive and live with them. There was no escape for her from this valley. If she tried to leave. She would be hunted down, like an animal. Few women, whether white or Indian, ever escaped their captivity. Some did, returning to their old lives. Others were killed, or captured by other people. Sometimes, those people were white men, but not the type who would return a lovely thing like Lucy. She would likely be sold into sexual slavery by dome wild mountain man. There was always the threat of being taken by another tribe. There were even times when white women were sold to Indian tribes by men looking for horses. A pretty girl like Lucy, would fetch quite a few strong ponies.

The conversation between Wolf & Buffalo Hump ended after Lucy swore at them. The two men glared down on her. Off to the side, Black Fox stood, watching the new girl. She saw Lucy's mouth move and knew what she wanted. She would help Lucy. Just not in the way the young woman was expecting. Black Fox was loyal to her Comanche Family. She knew what some white people were capable of. Black Fox had been born into slavery. Living her early life on a plantation, much like the one Lucy came from. Buffalo Hump moved closer to where Lucy laid. He reached down, roughly grabbing her and pulling her to her feet. " You should pick your words more carefully.........Or you could end up getting fucked......In front of everyone. " Buffalo Hump growled out. He held Lucy's arm, tightly in his powerful hand. She was then tossed into the arms of Wolf & Running Elk. Buffalo Hump turned and spoke with his people. Again, he used the Comanche language. His words brought yelps and wild cheers from the men. " Take her!.........We will begin her initiation! " Buffalo Hump spoke as he turned and looked at Lucy. Wolf & Running Elk, picked the young woman up off the ground. Each man having a hold of her arms. They lifted her and carried her towards a large teepee. Buffalo Hump then began picking men to join in on breaking Lucy. This was the first step of her becoming a new women. Worthy of joining the Comanche. Her old life was over. She needed to be reborn into her new one.
 
When Wolf and Buffalo Hump turned to Lucy, after she shouted at them, she could see from their expressions that they were not amused by what she said. She gasped when Buffalo Hump reached down and pulled her up to her feet. Though she tried to keep her brave face, when Buffalo Hump threatened her with a public gang-bang, it was clear in her eyes that she was frightened. She winced as he gripped her arm tighter and threw her at Wolf and Running Elk. As Buffalo Hump addressed the crowd, Lucy struggled against her captors, but to no avail. When she heard the people whoop and cheer, her expression fell and a look of fright washed over her face as she was carried off to the tent. She kicked her legs violently and twisted her body bot it didn't do any good, still though, Lucy didn't want to give up so easily. She had no idea what was going to happen to her in that tent, but she had a feeling she would not enjoy it, especially since she could see other men being picked by Buffalo Hump following them to the tent. "Let me go, please. Don't do this." She begged as they carried her it the entry of the tent.

Once inside, she started to thrash about more, using all of the energy her adrenaline rush would allow her. Even though Lucy's arms and legs burned from the exertion from earlier, she fought through the pain. Her eyes began to well with tears of frustration and fear as the preparations for her initiation began. She saw more men come into the tent, wide smiles on their faces and a lustful look in their eye, could they want to rape her to break her spirit? Was that their plan? This only fueled her anger and she hissed as the other men stared and came closer to her. All of this fighting was taking a toll on her though, physically and emotionally, and Lucy knew that she would not be able to fight against them much longer. She filled her lungs and began to scream, s loud and as shrill as she could, hoping that it would buy her a little more time at least, if not deter the male predators.
 
The way Lucy struggled, did buy her some admiration. Both Wolf & Buffalo Hump, enjoyed the spunk she showed. Though, Buffalo Hump wasn't showing it. Such spirited women, were excellent lovers. The type who enjoyed giving a good fuck, as much as they got one. Women like Lucy, or at least like she was acting now, were also great warriors. It was hard to see the pretty young woman as a warrior. At the moment, she was still much to white. She would change once she was broken down, then she could be reborn into her new life, as a Comanche Woman. Wolf & Running Elk, forced Lucy into the teepee. The young men were expecting some fight, but they wanted some fun, not fighting. Buffalo Hump and 20 more warriors followed behind. As the chief entered the teepee, he watched as Wolf gave Lucy a backhand acrossed her face. This would be enough to daze her. Others joined the brothers. Three more warriors came up. Their hands then began grabbing and ripping Lucy's dress. Tearing at every bit of clothing, until the fair young woman was naked. Wolf picked Lucy up in his arms. She was then laid on a blanket. Her hands placed above her head. The leather strap which tied her hands, was tied to a long stake in the ground.

The warriors then began removing whatever they were wearing. Once Wolf & Running Elk were naked, they laid on either side of Lucy. The young woman had only ever had one man. Her now dead husband, had been the only man to know her sexually. That was about to change. Depending on how Lucy acted from this point on, would tell how rough these men would be with her. It could be rape, if that's what she wanted. They could also make this pleasurable for her. Lucy was going to be gang banged, one way or another. Wolf & Running Elk began squeezing at Lucy's breasts. The two men lowered their heads and began sucking on her nipples. Each then slipped a hand between Lucy's legs. " Fight and you will be taken anyway......It is better to enjoy pleasure from the beginning. " Running Elk whispered words of warning into Lucy's ear. Once Lucy was overcome with pleasure. She would be untied and allowed to serves the men with her hands, mouth and ass. Wolf & Running Elk began playing with Lucy's clit. Their finger, rough fingers, moving around the swelling bit of flesh. These men were touching Lucy in ways her husband hadn't. She'd been the only one whoever touched herself down there. Mostly during times when Elliot was busy. For white men, it was all about them getting off. They cared little if their wives enjoyed the sex. These men, these people were different. They enjoyed all the pleasures sex had to offer. Lucy would be shown a new world of bliss, lust and passion. Unlike any she ever knew.
 
Lucy counted the men in her head as they walked in with the chief, she counted 20 of them, not including the two that brought her in and Buffalo Hump himself. Her eyes widened with shock and fear, working her body would never recover from this encounter. She had only ever been with Elliot, and even then, its purpose was only to get her pregnant, not for pleasure. Elliot was very quick about the whole act and just wanted Lucy to lie quietly on her stomach as he mounted her as a bull would a cow. The whole affair never took more than a minute or two, and it would only happen a week after her menstruation period, the time when she was at her most fertile. After a year and a half of marriage, there was still no child, which frustrated the both of them and strained their relationship.

When the slap came across her face, she screamed in pain and felt dizzy for a few moments after, so she didn't struggle as much when they tore the clothes from her body. Her body reacted instinctively though, her face reddened as she was exposed to the many men surrounding her, her her small nipples stiffening as the air rushed over the sensitive skin on her breasts, and the skin on her stomach legs and arms became covered with goosebumps as she felt the lewd gazes from the men wash over her body. When her arms were lifted above her head to be fastened to the stake, she tried to pull them away, but it had been firmly planted and didn't move an inch. Her attention was then on all of the men around her undressing. Her face became a deeper shade of crimson as the men exposed themselves, their members longer and thicker than her deceased husband, and all at attention, ready to defile her body.

Lucy winced as Wolf and Running Elk began to fondle her breasts with their strong and calloused hands, not being gentle in the slightest with her creamy breasts. When they began to suckle on her perky nipples, she gasped, in horror, surprise, and a hint of pleasure. Another gasp game as both men's hands began to invade the space between her thighs, forcing them apart so both hands would fit. When Running elk whispered in her ear, she felt a shiver run up her spine as his hot breath ghosted her neck and ear. It took her a moment to process what he said. Would it be better to just let it happen? Might they be more gentle with her? If they were anything like Elliot, hopefully it wouldn't take long and they would leave her to grieve her lost innocence after they had their fill. Lucy thought to herself. She only had a moment to ponder before Running Elk and Wolf's hands reached her sex and began to tease and tantalize her in ways that she had never dreamed. Even when she touched herself, it hadn't felt this good. Her body reacted positively to the attention to her clit and the surrounding folds. Her mouth opened as a she let out a husky sigh, Lucy's eyes closed as she felt her sex begin to dampen from the attention from the men's skilled fingers. Her mind wanted to fight back, but her body refused to obey, it was tired of fighting and was enjoying the attention it was getting. It didn't take long for Lucy's mind to give up the fight as well as the dopamine flooded her system and forced her body and mind to relax into the pleasure and a soft moan to escape her throat.
 
The pleasure Lucy would get from her captors, would make grieving for lost innocence, seem rather silly. None of these men wanted to hurt her. They wanted to show her what real pleasure was and how good passion could be. The only one who could make the men hurt her, was Lucy. That no longer seemed likely. Lucy began reacting to what Wolf & Running Elk were doing. The men had learned from the Comanche Women, how to properly pleasure a women. This was a lesson all the men learned from their women. The white men called the Indians, "savages". However in many ways, the Indians were further ahead then white society. The fact that these men knew how to make Lucy feel so good, spoke of how they cared for their women. Wolf & Running Elk paid a lot of attention to Lucy's nipples. They sucked and licked around the little nubs. Using their hands to squeeze her perky tits. Their other hands, were just as busy between Lucy's legs. Their fingers rubbing her clit and caressing over her tender folds of skin.

Buffalo Hump could see the change in Lucy. He motioned for one of the men waiting, to untie her hands. The men did what the chief wanted. Lucy's was untied from the stake and then her hands were freed. Buffalo Hump then waited to see what Lucy would do. Her hands were free now. She could strike out at Wolf & Running Elk. The action wouldn't do anything for her. It would only cause her harm, when no one wanted to harm her. It seemed, Lucy was becoming eager for more attention. She was being touched in ways, no one had ever touched her before. Wolf & Running Elk, used their fingers very skillfully over Lucy's pussy. Running Elk then slipped a finger inside her pussy. Buffalo Hump was impressed with this white women. She was very pretty. Her body looked very sexy. Buffalo Hump loved her perky breasts, with the small nipples. He could tell she could have many children. Lucy had the hips for having kids.
 
Perhaps this won't be so terrible. If they continue on like this, maybe I will finally feel the pleasure that I should have gotten from Elliot for all my work, loyalty, and devotion. Not to mention how I never asked for anything and did nothing but try and comfort and support him during the hard times in the past year. Lucy thought to herself as she let Wolf and Running Elk ravage her breasts and play with her quivering sex. With each stroke over her clit and folds, Lucy's cunt became more and more wet. When they finally untied her wrists, the first thing she did was stretch her fingers and wrists, which helped to ease the soreness from the tight restraints that they removed. It didn't even cross her mind to fight the men who were taking such good care of her clearly neglected body. Instead, they searched for something to grasp as she felt the pleasure build up inside her, looking for something to hold on to so Lucy could ground herself.

When Running Elk slipped a finger into her slick pussy, it elicited a loud, but very pleased gasp from Lucy. She opened her eyes and look down at the two men sucking, caressing, and grabbing at her most private parts, Lucy flushed a bright red again and her pussy seemed to tighten around the finger inside her. She tried to press her hips closer to Running Elk's hand, wanting to feel the appendage deeper inside her and shyly whispered "More, please..." with big doe eyes as she tried to look into his. The words that came out of her mouth shocked her, but she couldn't help it, her body was in control now, and all it wanted was to feel more pleasure.
 
During this period of time, most men didn't lay with their wives for pleasure. Men sought pleasure from the women who worked at certain saloons and brothels. Elliot had ignored his beautiful and sexy wife. Only having sex with her, in the hopes of having a child. There was no passion in their relationship. Not like what Lucy was feeling from her captors. She was getting more passion from Wolf & Running Elk, then she ever got from Elliot. Lucy may not have know this about her husband. But, Elliot had taken pleasure with other women. He visited a brothel in Sweetwater, several times a week. Just to enjoy the women who worked there. Why was it right for men to have sex with other women? Why were women looked down on if they wanted the same? The Comanche women were free with their bodies. They could enjoy their men, and still take pleasure with other warriors. The men did the same. Enjoying their women and still having others.

Wolf & Running Elk were brothers. They'd enjoyed other women, just as they were enjoying Lucy. Running Elk grinned as he looked up at the pretty white woman. Her pussy was so wet by this time. He even felt her grip around his finger. It was clear just how neglected Lucy was. The Comanche knew how some white men treated their women. Hell, most white men treated their animals better then they treated their wives. Being a wife during this time, was little better then being a slave for most white women. The two brothers stopped sucking on Lucy's nipples when she spoke. Asking for more and even adding in "please". This made Buffalo Hump nod his head. The reason why many white women stayed with their Indian captors, was simple. They were introduced and enjoyed the pleasure these "savages", freely gave them. Why would a woman give up a life of pleasure and true freedom? " We will give you more........You will know true pleasure and real passion before this day is done. " Running Elk spoke, his finger slowly moving in and out of Lucy's sex. He then lowered his head, placing his lips against hers. The two coming together in a kiss, which grew deeper as the seconds passed. Buffalo Hump lowered himself down. His hands gently parting Lucy's legs a bit more. After a bit of time, the kiss was broken. Wolf & Running Elk pulled back, just slightly from Lucy. Buffalo Hump then laid his body onto Lucy's. " We know how the white man treats their women.......Like property.......Here......With us......You can be truly free. " Buffalo Hump spoke in a gentle tone. The head of his large cock, touched Lucy's wet cunt. Clearly, they were offering Lucy a new life. A life which wouldn't be easy, but she would never want for pleasure or passion again. Lucy would need to fuck every men in the teepee. There was a lot sex she hadn't done.
 
If this was what sex was going to be like with these native men, Lucy couldn't think of a reason to run away. Maybe life with these people would not be so bad, in fact, in might even be a better life than she could ever have with people from her own culture. Lucy though she could feel the passion and lust that Wolf and Running Elk were feeling course through her body each time they touched her. Her body seemed to melt into their hands like putty as they kneaded her breasts and stroked cunt, both inside and out. As Running Elk spoke to her again, her eyes lock on his, Lucy's gaze filled with lust and want, and she nodded slowly at his words. "Yes please..." She said, her voice a little louder as she became more confident in herself as her mind was now drowning in sex hormones, letting her animal instincts take over.

Her pussy squeezed down on Running Elk's fingers as they moved in and out of her entrance, as if to beg the appendages not to leave. Her hands slowly moved down from above her head and found themselves, one on Wolf's chest, the other on Running Elk's, and her fingers slowly traced a path to their groins. Lucy felt her way blindly down their stomachs until her fingertips were met with the warm firm flesh of the sea of their cocks. Gently, her fingers wrapped around each member, one hand on Wolf's, the other on Running Elk's, and she began to gently stroke the velvety skin of their cocks, enjoying the unique ridges each cock had. Running Elk's kiss caught Lucy by surprise. First her eye opened wide, but as the kiss became more intense, she closed them. Her hands squeezed the cocks, firmly, but not too hard, and she increased the pace of the stroking. Lucy welcomed Running Elk's lounge into her mouth and allowed it to explore a few moments before she snaked her tongue into his mouth.

Lucy's legs parted easily as Buffalo Hump pushed them apart with great care. She was so engaged in the kiss, she didn't notice the chief approaching her exposed body and readying himself to join in. It was when Running Elk pulled away from the kiss, removed his fingers from her, and felt someone lay on top of her, that Lucy opened her eyes and gasped in surprise. Another gasp escaped as she felt the warm head of his cock kiss her labia, already dripping with juices, ready for penetration. There was a look of worry in her eyes as she looked down at the sheer size of the cheif's member. It was three, maybe even four times the size of Elliots, both length and girth wise. Lucy wondered if it would even fit inside her, or if she would be torn asunder by its greatness. Though there was hesitance in her gaze, there was also a hint of curiosity and desire as she looked up at Buffalo Hump, waiting for him to make the next move.
 
The gasp of surprise didn't go unnoticed by those around Lucy. Wolf & Running Elk hadn't gone far. They laid on either side of the young woman. Buffalo Hump, had his body laying on hers. The surprise in her voice, was also written on her face. " Do not worry.....You will not be harmed by us.....Your body will adjust quickly to the size of my cock.......The great spirit made women that way. " Buffalo Hump spoke with a gentle tone in his voice. He wanted Lucy to relax and enjoy what was ahead of her. She was looking at several hours of pleasure. These men weren't like her husband. There would be no one to two minutes of fucking. Each of the men standing around Lucy, would make sure she enjoyed every second of her time with them. Buffalo Hump told Lucy to keep stroking the cocks in her hands. He said it would be good practice for her. She needed to know how to give pleasure, while getting pleasure.

Buffalo Hump then began sliding his cock into her pussy. His hips moving forwards. The large cock, larger then any Lucy had before, was pushing into her core. The wetness of her pussy, allowed the head to pass easily. Once inside, inch by inch of Buffalo Hump's cock began to disappear. He went slowly. Giving Lucy time to adjust. She'd never had anything so big in her pussy before. Each of the men around Lucy, was bigger then Elliot. Buffalo Hump continued to slowly sink his cock deeper into Lucy. His heavy sack, finally touched the bottom of her ass cheeks. This meant, Buffalo Hump's cock, was fully inside of Lucy's womanhood. He then pulled his hips backwards. Slowly drawing his cock out, his cock then quickly shifted and moved back into her body. Buffalo Hump began fucking Lucy. His cock moving at a steady, slow pace. He wanted her to enjoy the pleasure as it was building. He wanted her to savory how wonderful that pleasure was. It's what her future held, if she wished to stay with the Comanche. Everyday would be filled with pleasure and passion. Buffalo Hump started to pick up more speed. His thrusts were growing faster and harder as the minutes ticked by. Around her, the other men were stroking their cocks as they watched her. Each man looked on with lust in their eyes. Lust for the pretty white woman.
 
Lucy nodded at Buffalo Hump's words, but it was clear that it only eased her worry a little. As he slowly pushed inside Lucy, she winced a bit from the feeling of the head of his cock pushing its way inside her wet cavern, and her fingers firmly gripped the cocks in either hand as her pace slowed for just a moment as her body adjusted to the foreign member inside her. Lucy let out a small whimper as Buffalo Hump's cock snake deeper and deeper inside her, a whimper of pleasure but also a hint of discomfort as her cunt swallowed inch after inch of Buffalo Hump's cock. When the last inch settled inside her pussy, with the head of Buffalo Hump's cock kissing her cervix as his testicles rested on her ass, Lucy let out the breath she had been holding, followed by a soft groan of pleasure. She had never felt so full before, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling without distractions, her whole body felt warm and tingly and the walls of her womanhood clenched the pulsing ridged meat inside her.

When Buffalo Hump began to pull back, Lucy whimpered sadly, already missing the feeling of fullness, but when he re-enetered her, she gasped with pleasure and clenched her muscles once more, as if to show appreciation for its return. Her hands continued to stroke the cocks of Wolf and Running Elk, trying to match the rhythm of Buffalo Hump's thrusts. Soft moans slowly grew into louder ones as she not only felt the pleasure of being fucked by a giant cock, but also the thrill of pleasuring two other men and being watched by couples others as her body was being ravaged. "Oh, oh, OH!" She shouted with elation as she felt her pussy muscles clench rhythmically to the pleasure building up within her. She felt as if her body was going up a mountain of pleasure, already half-way there, and that something very special was waiting at the top for her, something she would treasure forever. "Please...don't stop...please..." She begged loudly, unafraid of who heard, wanting all the men to know how good she felt.
 
Buffalo Hump enjoyed how tight Lucy was. Her pussy wrapped around his large cock. Enveloping his invading member, like a wet and warm blanket made from silk. Some of Lucy's former life was known by Buffalo Hump. He knew that she once had a husband, who clearly mistreated his woman. Not in a physical way, but in ways of a sexual nature. Elliot felt the need to be with other women and take greater pleasure with them, then he did with his own wife. This left Lucy, little more then a slave to her husband. She knew very little about sexual pleasure. Her husband showed her no affection or passion during sex. He mounted her, as if she were some animal, then it was over. Elliot showed the whores he spent time with, more respect, then he did with his own wife. Despite her rough treatment early on. Lucy was seeing more passion and respect from her captors. Far more then she ever got from the man she married.

Buffalo Hump groaned out loud from the tightness he felt around his cock. Being with Lucy, was almost like being with a virgin. She was that tight. This tightness brought such pleasure to Buffalo Hump. He began to slowly fuck Lucy. Moving his cock out, only to drive it back into her. It was long before the sounds of sex filled the large teepee. These sounds could also be heard outside. Lucy was no longer being silent. She was becoming very vocal about the pleasure she was getting. And, she clearly wanted more. Wolf & Running Elk, were both moaning. The two men loved how Lucy used her hands to make them feel good. She was a fast learner were passion and pleasure were concerned. Though she still had much to learn, about her body and how it could be used. Lucy was certainly enjoying this welcome by her captors. Buffalo Hump reached down with his arms. He hooked both of Lucy's legs and lifted them. Doing so, also lifted her ass just slightly off the ground. Buffalo Hump then leaned forwards, allowing his huge cock to dive deeper into Lucy's cunt. Leaning over her, Buffalo Hump lowered his head down, placing his lips against Lucy's. The kiss was rough, and yet carried so much raw passion. His huge cock continued to pound away.
 
Lucy's womanhood gripped tightly, enjoying the feel of of the throbbing member glide in and out of her, the ridges of his cock massaging the walls of her cavern. Her moans grew louder and longer with each of Buffalo Hump's thrusts. Lucy's resentment toward her husband, how he treated her, both in and out of the bedroom, fade as the men around her showed respect and reverence to her pleasure and desires. I never knew anything could feel this good. I hope this never ends. She thought to herself. She wondered if she stayed, which she planned to now, if she would learn more about sex and continue to enjoy these pleasures. Lucy's hands moved faster, gripping tighter on the cocks between her fingers as she heard the satisfied moans from Wolf and Running Elk, eager to hear more cries of pleasure from them. Elliot had nothing on these men, at least not compared to when Elliot fucked her.

Lucy squeeze down on Buffalo Hump when she heard his lustful groan, wanting to hear him make the noise once more. Each thrust solicited a delicate grunt from her throat, her mouth wide open, her head thrown back in pleasure. Lucy had always been a flexible girl, so when Buffalo Hump lifted her legs with his arms, he found it was easy it there was no resistance or look of strain on Lucy's face. In this position, Buffalo Hump's cock dove deeper inside her and curved upward, hitting her g-spot and Lucy responded with a shout of ecstasy. "OH!" She shouted. "Yes! There!" She begged before his lips met hers in a kiss. Lucy responded with the rough kiss of the chief by moaning into the kiss, playfully nipping his bottom lip once, and pushing her tongue into his mouth to eagerly explore the new environment.
 
As the kiss between Lucy and Buffalo Hump grew deeper, His assault on her cunt continued. Buffalo Hump showed no mercy. His cock pounded Lucy hard. Thrusting up and slamming into her g-spot. Like they were a couple of animals, out in the forest, caught up in the act of breeding. Buffalo Hump was grunting as his cock drilled deep into her. Both Wolf & Running Elk were impressed with how Lucy used her hands. They didn't know she would catch on so quickly. But, it was possible that Lucy had given out a few hand jobs during her life. No one in the Comanche tribe knew of her past, beyond knowing where she once lived and who her husband had been. She could have engaged in some naughty activity before being married off. After all, not every woman was totally pure when she was wed. Lucy had Wolf & Running Elk very close to cumming. But, she need not worry if they spilled their loads. Both men were young and healthy. They had plenty of seed to spill.

Loud moans came from both Wolf & Running Elk. They'd reached the point of no return where their pleasure was involved. The cocks of both men started erupting like volcanoes, spewing hot cum all over Lucy's hands. Buffalo Hump never slowed down. He was older then Elliot, but certain lasted longer. His cock kept jamming into Lucy's tight box. Buffalo Hump could feel his own climax rising quickly. It wouldn't be long before he was filling her cunt with his seed. Lucy then had 20 other men, waiting to teach her more about pleasure. Some planned on taking her, as she was being taken now. Others wanted her to use her mouth. Some planned on teaching her about anal sex. Showing her, how much fun she could have with her most forbidden hole. Most white woman during this time, didn't take part in oral or anal sex. That is why men visited brothels. Men wanted the forbidden sex they couldn't get at home. In Elliot's case. He never asked Lucy for either. He just used her for a few moments. Fucking her and quickly cumming before ignoring her the rest of the time. Lucy should never lose her resentment towards her husband. He never once asked if she would be willing to please him in other ways. He never once treated her as an equal. Elliot treated her as his property. As if marrying her, made Lucy his slave. Leaving her to take care of their home while he went and fucked other women. Being taken by the Comanche was the best thing that ever happened to Lucy. She was now totally free, or would be once she willingly joined their tribe.
 
Before she was married, Lucy had asked her older brother for advice on how to please her soon to be husband. Her brother was kind enough to demonstrate a simple hand job on a carrot for her, and Lucy spent week until her marriage practicing. She had wanted to learn more, but her brother insisted that it was improper to so anything aside from using her hands or sex itself. Elliot obviously gave her no direction or teachings, since he didn't even want Lucy to touch him at all before, during or after the act.

In the back of her mind, Lucy remember the long days, and sometimes nights even that Elliot would spend in town.She would wait up for him in hopes of having an intimate relations, but was turned down unless she was in her fertile time. A majority of the time when he returned from the trips, would come home exhausted, but in better spirits than when he left. She tried to make conversation with him, asking how his day was, what he did in town, but he always shot back with "It's none of your concern. I'm going to bed." It hurt Lucy deeply when he said that, but there was little she could do about it, other than go somewhere quiet to take care of her own needs. She had a feeling that he was up to something, but since she was to stay at home, she had no clue of the brothel or anything in town for that matter. It seemed that here, it would be different. The Comanche men seemed to be of an entirely different breed. Clearly they care for the women, at least sexually, and listen to their wants and needs in the bedroom. Otherwise, how would they have become so skilled?

Lucy whimpered and moaned into the kiss as her as Buffalo Hump continually pounded at her core. It wouldn't be long until she reached the top of her own, not to mention first, climax. This feeling inside her, of raw sexual energy and pleasure, her most animalistic desires finally being fulfilled and even surpassed by this one older man, was a feeling she could some become addicted to. When the kiss broke, Lucy panted like a female dog in heat, her breaths short and quick as she felt her body being pushed over the edge. It was the combination of the moans of Running Elk and Wolf, their cum spilling over her hands, the rough and passionate assault from Buffalo Hump's manhood, and her realization that she must look so lewd, yet so tantalizing to all of the other men in the tent that pushed her over. Lucy's whole body shuddered, her breath hitched as her body's muscles convulsed in response to the explosion of pleasure that overcame her. Her fingers milked the shafts in her hands of every last drop of cum they had. Her womanhood contracting around Buffalo Hump's member hard and fast as the Lucy rode out her first, and she hoped, not her last orgasm.

All thoughts of her husband and the life she had before left her mind. It was quite in there now, no thoughts of inadequacy, no anger toward the Comanche men who kidnapped her, nothing except bliss and relation, at least for a moment. Then a wave of ravenous desire washed over her, she wanted to feel her climax again and wondered who would be next to take her body for a ride and what they would do with her. Lucy's body was relaxed, but it was clear from her expression that she desperately wanted more, of anything that these men had to offer. Out the tent entrance went her previous inhibitions of being so exposed, she was no longer a shy scared captive, but a woman who was hungry and craving more.
 
When Wolf & Running Elk first brought Lucy into the village. Buffalo Hump was against having the white woman around. He thought she would only bring them trouble. Buffalo Hump had assumed she would have to die. Killed while either escaping or for some other reason. Many times, people came looking for these women. Most times, it was members of their families. Lucy was unknown around town. No one had ever seen her. Elliot never brought her into town, he made her stay at home. After all, that's where a women's place was. In the home, taking care of it and any children. The main reason why Elliot didn't want Lucy around town. He didn't want her to know about the brothel he visited. Elliot was the type of man who wanted both worlds. He wanted a wife to cook and clean for him. However, he also wanted to keep playing like a single man. Someone who wasn't tied down to one woman. Elliot was a fool who ended up losing everything. Now Lucy was getting hammered by a huge Indian cock and loving every minute of it. Buffalo hump had changed his views on Lucy. He'd seen the change in her, since she was brought inside the teepee. He'd seen the effect, that real pleasure had on her. How it unlocked a hidden side, or perhaps it unveiled a side which Lucy herself didn't know was within her? Buffalo Hump knew it was still possible for trouble to show up, looking for Lucy. However, he was more comfortable with her staying in the village. The tribe would be moving soon. Going north, following the buffalo herds. It would be harder to find them, if someone did come searching for Lucy.

Buffalo Hump loved the playful side Lucy had showed, as he fucked her. Each thrust of his cock, just as powerful as the one before. He could see a fire in this pretty young woman. She could provide the tribe with many healthy bucks. Lucy was spirited young thing. She showed that much already. She was now showing, that spirited side ran deep. Lucy seemed turned on when Wolf & Running Elk started cumming all over her hands. Buffalo Hump had seen some white women react badly when this happened. Lucy kept jerking the two young men, until the last of their cum was dripping from her hands. Buffalo Hump started cumming around the same times as Lucy did. Thick ropes of his cream shot deeply into her body. He was only the second men to cum inside of Lucy, but he wouldn't be the last. His cum filled her pussy. He only pulled out, once his seed was inside of her body. Buffalo Hump decided to let Lucy make up her own mind. He released her legs from his arms. He then leaned down, whispering into her ear, an offer to stay if she wanted. She could go or become one of them. Lucy could get up and walk out now. Buffalo Hump wouldn't let anyone stop her. If she stayed, she would never again feel like someone slave. She would never again go without pleasure and passion. Buffalo Hump waited to see what Lucy would do and what she would do with the cum on her hands.
 
It was clear to Lucy that Buffalo Hump had now fully warmed up to Lucy. He seemed to enjoy her body just as much as Lucy was enjoying his. Hopefully that meant that they would allow her to stay, since there was nothing left for her in the white world. After Elliot and Lucy moved to the ranch, he had forbid Lucy to contact any of her family. Probably because Elliot knew that when Lucy was concerned with how her husband was acting, she may write back home to vent or for advice. She was close with her father, mother, and brother, and Elliot hand't really liked any of them. Elliot probably married Lucy for three reasons, she was fairly attractive , was in a similar social class as him, and her dowry was quite large due to her father's success with his cotton plantation. No one would miss Lucy, and no one in town knew her, let alone knew of her.

She hadn't shied away from the seamen that spilled on her hands because her brother told her "You'll know he is done when he ejaculates, he spills his seed, it will be all sticky, white and come from the tip, all over your hands. It's called climax." It was assurance to Lucy that she had brought Running Elk and Wolf to the height of pleasure. As Buffalo Hump exploded inside her slit, she moaned deeply as she felt the worm liquid fill her cunt. Her pussy squeezed to milk Buffalo Hump dry before he pulled out and left Lucy panting on her back, her eye open, but glazed over, basking in the afterglow of the climax they just shared. She was surprised when the chief leaned down and offered Lucy a way out, assuring her, that if she stayed, Lucy would be taken care of, but if she chose to leave, no harm would come to her. In her mind it wasn't a choice, of course she would stay! Before giving Buffalo Hump and answer, she looked at her hands and remembered something else her brother said "I think it's very attractive when my wife licks up my cum after. Elliot might like it too." Now she finally had an opportunity to take her brother's advice.Lucy looked back up at Buffalo Hump, locking her eyes on his, then keep eye contact as she gave him a wide smile and began to lick her fingers clean from the cum. She hoped that he would take this action as a 'Fuck Yes!'.
 
Buffalo Hump slowly drew backwards, waiting for an answer from Lucy. Any kind of answer would do. Buffalo Hump noticed, how she just laid there, her legs still spread open, a bit of cum leaking from her pussy. Lucy had a wonder glow about her. She never tried to hide her body or close her legs. Clearly, she was eager for more. Buffalo Hump watched as the young woman started licking the cum from her hands. A sly smile slowly drew over his face. He nodded his head. Lucy had made up her mind, and she would be staying of her own free will. " We accept you as one of us. " Buffalo Hump spoke. His eyes moving over Lucy's sexy form. The afterglow of sex made her look even hotter. Why Elliot couldn't see what a sexpot he had, was unknown. Elliot had his own reasons, nothing he shared openly. He obviously had no real love for Lucy. She was nothing more then a possession for him.

" Look upon the white woman........She wants to join our tribe........See how she cleans the cum from her hands.....See how eager she is for more sex......Her body.....Her eyes all speak of the want she has.......Come take pleasure from her and give her pleasure in return.......Welcome our newest woman! " Buffalo Hump spoke to the men gathered around the teepee. His words were met with hoots, cheers and hollers. They were happy with the knowledge that Lucy would be staying. She wouldn't have to be treated like a prisoner. Lucy could enjoy the comforts of her new lifestyle, right away. Buffalo Hump sat back to enjoy watching Lucy in action. Despite having just came, both Wolf & Running Elk were eager for more. Their cocks were once again, rock hard. " Have you ever pleasured a man's cock with your mouth? " Buffalo Hump asked Lucy. " Has a man ever taken pleasure with your ass? " Buffalo added his next question. Both oral and anal sex were others ways of enjoying pleasure. Anal sex could be difficult at first for a woman. But, female bodies were quite elastic in certain areas and anal sex would quickly become something for Lucy to enjoy. She would find the men and women of this tribe, very willing to teach her everything she needed to know. There was more to being a Comanche then just sex. Those lesson would take place later. Once Lucy had been properly welcomed into the tribe.
 
Lucy's face brightened with a smile and appreciation in her eyes as she was welcomed into their village. No more would she have to worry about being a 'proper young white lady', she was free of those expectations now and could enjoy and explore all that the Comanche people had to offer her, both in and out of the teepee. Her eyes looked around the dwelling and saw all of the eager men, and their cocks, ready to pleasure her, and she would pleasure them in turn. She blushed, not from embarrassment or shame, but from excitement at the whoops the men made, rejoicing in Lucy's acceptance of this new life. No longer a slave to her husband, she was free to feel what she had only dreamed about, and would take every opportunity she was offered in this new life.

Lucy shook her head at his first question. "Never a man, but..." She paused and grinned. "I did have a female play-mate when I was younger. We would sometimes sneak off to, um, explore one another." As the words passed her lips she blushed again. She had never admitted to anyone of the more intimate relationship that she and Rain had growing up, but she felt safe telling these men, safe from judgement and disgust that her people would have shown. "My husband was not an adventurous man with me. Though Rain and I sometimes fingered each other there." She confessed more taboo actions that she and Rain had done. It was clear from the way she responded that she was not opposed in the slightest to trying these new acts with the men around her. Slowly she positioned herself onto her hands and knees, so that one man could penetrate her from behind and the other could enter her mouth without the men having to squeeze around her. Her eyes eagerly looked at Running Elk and Wolf, hoping they would be the ones to introduce these new pleasures to her. She found them very attractive, their large sinewy, muscular, and sun kissed golden skinned bodies that made her look small in comparison excited her.
 
In the white man's world, what Lucy admitted too, would have caused her to be shunned if anyone found out. Sexual relations between women was quite taboo. Lucy could have been sent away. Some women found themselves sent to convents and were forced to become nuns. Others were sent to so called "schools", to learn how to be a proper lady. They called these places "schools", but they were little better then prisons for women. It had been wise for Lucy to hide what she and Rain had done. Lucy's use of the name Rain, did catch everyone's attention. There was a woman among their tribe with that name. However, the name "Rain" was a common one among Native American Tribes. It did make Buffalo Hump wonder, if their Rain, was the same girl Lucy spoke. Time would tell, soon enough. Rain would be around when Lucy was introduced to the tribe, for the first time as it's newest member.

Buffalo Hump saw Lucy move onto her hands and knees. This impressed him. She may never have had a man taking her ass or mouth. However, Lucy seemed to understand where she needed to be. Wolf laid out, in front of her. His legs splitting in a "V", with Lucy positioned between them. This would allow her to use her mouth and hands on Wolf's cock. Running Elk moved in behind her. He enjoyed the view of Lucy's sweet looking ass and pussy. The young woman maybe small in stature, but she was fine looking. Lucy had a perfect build for her size. Running Elk gave Lucy some time to start working on Wolf's cock. He then rubbed the head of his cock, against her wet pussy. Running Elk's cock head picked up Lucy's pussy juice, along with some of the cum from Buffalo Hump which leaked from her core. Once the head of his cock was slick. Running Elk placed it against her tightest hole. Buffalo Hump told Lucy to expect some pressure, some pain and a feeling of fullness. He said the pain would pass with time, replaced by such incredible pleasure. Running Elk then began pressing his cock against her hole. The large mushroom shaped head, popped inside her most forbidden area. Running Elk gave Lucy a moment to adjust. He then began to push deeper into her bowels. His huge cock stretching her once virgin ass.
 
Lucy didn't know what became of Rain after she left her family's plantation. Since Elliot had forbidden her to contact anyone after they moved, not to mention probably disposed of any letters she may have received, she would have no idea about her friend's current whereabouts. Though sometimes, when Lucy was taking care of herself, she would think upon those forbidden moments between her and Rain. Rain's soft and smooth caramel colored skin on her breasts raising up and down as the girls pleasured one another with their fingers in Lucy's bed on quiet mornings and the tried their best to keep their panting to a low hush.

Lucy eagerly reached out for Wolf's cock once again, savoring the warm veiny member between her fingers, and began to stroke slowly. After three or four strokes, Lucy looked up at Wolf, and with only the slightest bit of hesitance, she leaned down, kissed the tip of his cock, then lowered further and began to lick the mans' testicles, Lucy's eyes trained on Wolf looking for any direction he was willing to give. She gave a sweet moan when Running Elk's member touch her very sensitive slit, still dripping with juices and cum. The feel of the wet head of his manhood pressing against the rosebud of her ass made Lucy moan again. It was when Running Elk pushed inside her backside that Lucy froze and let out a grunt filled with discomfort and pleasure. After adjusting to the feeling, Lucy went back to worshiping Wolf's manhood with her mouth, now licking the exposed skin between pumps of her hand.
 
There were so many forbidden taboos during this point in time. Women being with other women. White women being with men of any other race. Breaking such taboos often led to some severe punishment. If one was lucky. She may only find herself sent away. Which in itself was no picnic. Still, others faced beatings and even public humiliation for their actions. It was accepted for a man to beat his wife, if she was found to be messing around. Yet, it was also accepted for men to visit brothels and have sex with whores. It was criminal how women were treated in the so called "civilized" world. And the whites dared to called the Native Americans, savages. Now that Lucy's eyes were open. She could see the lies of her past life. This new life was one of pleasure, passion and most important, real freedom. She wouldn't have the comforts of her old life, but is comfort when you're little better then a slave.

Wolf admired Lucy's beauty. He watched as she took his cock, like she did before. Lucy had such fantastic hands. Her grip was firm, yet soft at the same time. She was already making Wolf moan, from how she stroked his hard member. The lesson she got from her brother, while using the carrot, was paying off. Beyond that, Lucy was a quick learner. She started using her tongue on Wolf's sack. Licking his balls. This made his moans, become even louder. Wolf saw no need to direct Lucy's actions. She was doing everything right so far. Plus, Lucy was a smart young woman. She would know her mouth was just another hole. One she could fill with a cock. Behind Lucy. Running Elk was slowly sinking his cock into her ass. He groaned out from the tightness. Running Elk felt honored to be the first man to have Lucy's sweet ass. His cock kept moving deeper and deeper. Finally, he was as deep as he could go. His balls were resting against her ass cheeks. Running Elk again gave Lucy time to accept his huge rod inside her body. This would be totally new for her. Having never taken a man inside her ass before. It was another area of pleasure she and Rain could have explored before. The men standing around Lucy. Began to shift their positions inside the teepee. Some were getting ready to replace Running Elk, once he was done. Others wanted to take their turn with her mouth.
 
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