I was riding in rough country in the edge of the area called the Black hills. I saw the smoke from some distance away and I could see the glow of the fire now in the darkness. I knew it was Indians and also knew I should be running scared, but some days we just need to be stupid.
I eased up on their fire and try as I did could not find their look out. OF coarse the center of their attention was reason for the lack of sense they were using. There were nine young braves naked around the fire watching a tenth busy fucking a young white woman. He was making quite a show of his mating with the naked female as the others encouraged their union.
He grunted his finish in her and he pinched, and pulled on her good sized white breasts as he got off her. And another brave quickly took his place. The young woman made no effort to keep him from the use of her body. In fact she seemed to welcome his cock into her. Most of the young men seemed to have already had her use and my guess was they had been as this for several hours. There was still some excitement in a couple of their young penis, but I could see this was for what was to come next.
They were finishing up with their sexual enjoyment of her. I could see a young man driving staked close to the fire and three young men were sharpening their skinning knives and I could see the excitement beginning between their legs for this new fun.
The last brave thrust his lust into the young woman and got up off her. As they got her to her feet I got my first good look at her. Shit! I knew I was going to do something very very stupid.
They soon had her staked down spread eagle by the fire and they were getting excited about more fun with her. I knew I didn't have much time before they began. I could see the excitement building for this part of the pleasure they wanted from her. Their skinning knives would soon begin on her white skin. I knew they would skin her beautiful breasts first. Some had left the circle of fire to relieve them selves and I had quietly found four peeing in the edge of the dark and slipped my knife between ribs to quiet then forever.
I knew it was about to be too late so I needed to act. They were down around her getting worked up for this kind of excitement with her. They were pulling her nipples out as far as they could and moving their skinning knives around over her breasts. They were getting worked up for the new sexual excitement they were feeling for this part of the ritual of pleasure they wanted from the young white woman.
The slow death at their hands giving nearly as much pleasure as the rape of her. With six braves still alive, I was way over matched, but I have fought Indians all of my life and I am good at it. They were busy with the female and had not missed the four who were missing. I simply moved up and joined them. I was dressed in buckskin instead of being nude, but they were so intent on what the two braves were about to do that they didn't notice.
I had my Bowie in one hand and hatchet in the other. I had the knife in one and my hatchet took another instantly. Four left and My moves continued as I swept the other two standing with me. I was afraid the two about to skin the woman would quickly kill her. One of them had slipped his cock back up inside her as he was about to cut her. He was closest to her and my hatchet smashed his skull. Had the last one come for me he might have gotten me, but he went to cut her throat first and I spilled his blood all over her just before he got to her.
She lay completely nude her breasts rising and falling with excitement.
"Well Mountain Man you have me. Now what?"
"As much as I enjoyed seeing you with these men I would love to join you now. But I caught these with their pants down. So before I am as stupid as they were we need to move."
I cut her loose and gathered the horses as she found something to put on. She mounted more nude than not and we were out of there. I cut back over my own trail and circled to see if we were followed. I hated what I found. We were being followed by a group of Indians and they were going to be very hard to loose.
The advantage I had was I knew the country we were in and they didn't. The disadvantage I had was the female and seven ponies we led. I turned the ponies loose and considered giving them the girl, but not for long. I had fought for her and won, and I hated to lose. I cut back up over the mountain and headed to a place the Indians would soon be very unpopular, but my female would be.
Popular is much better than skinned alive and fucked by everyone for fun. And fucked by everyone the skinned alive are different choices. So I made the first choice for her. I lost them long enough to ride down into the Devil's nest and the Red skins were dumb enough to follow me.
Nobody goes into the Nest unless they know you. And I do mean Nobody. Of the seventeen Indians who road in only 4 road out and 3 of them had lead in them. Wow what a whipped bunch. Whipple took control of my young lady and took her off to the saloon for a stiff drink. His woman took my am and led me off.
"Brody, looks like you lost your little girl to Whipple?"
"Marsha, I will never loose a thing to Whip that I want except You Baby? And I still haven't lost you yet, Have I?"
"Are you afraid to claim me Brody?"
"Whip is alive only because of you Baby. He has pushed it a couple times and I didn't kill him because of you."
"That is big talk Brody, don't let him hear you talking."
"Don't let him make mistakes Honey, if you love him, please. You know me as Brody. But Others know me as Munson."
Her face went deathly white.
"You are Munson Brody?"
"All I said was some call me Munson, Sweetheart."
"Holy shit, does anyone else know who you are?"
"I am simply a drifter who drifts in and out. But don't let Whip push things or I won't have a choice and I'll kill him. He is a nasty man Honey and he does not deserve you."
My young woman I had gotten free from the Indians had been taken over to the Nest saloon by Whip. I knew his desire of the young woman. He wanted a new whore for the men of the Nest. I was sure he was using all his charm talking to her about becoming exactly that as he was very likely fucking her in one of the upstairs rooms.
I walked over to the Saloon and got a drink from Mac the bartender. There was no sign of Whip or her.
"Whip has her upstairs fucking right now. He had the few clothes she came in with off before he took her up. Wow she has the body. Nearly as good as Marsha's."
"Yes nearly but not quite."
"Yes, but Whip wants her and he is telling her what a wonderful whore she'll become here."
"Is Marsha coming in tonight?"
"Oh ya, those big beautiful tits will be up on stage for the boys and her pussy will be upstairs for the boys to fuck her like Whip wants her to be. Riley, Dooley, Marsh and Decker fuck her about every night. You really like her don't you Brody?"
"Yep I do."
Mac looked at me hard.
"You need to take her out of here Brody."
"I would Mac, but she loves Whip."
"No, she thinks she loves Whip. But I have seen her watch you and she is afraid they will kill you."
" I told her who I am Mac."
"That changes thing you know?"
"She won't tell."
"No but it is good she knows. I got word Carson Manly is coming here. And he is bringing a little Mexican woman to whore here."
"Juan Mortines's Wife?"
