“Yes.” I answered. “Do you want to fuck me?” she asked in her husky voice. “Yes I do.” I said at supersonic speed. “OK, my house is just...up here, no one will be there, is that fine for you?” “Absolutely.” I said. We pulled in front of her house, it was a large newly build house in the middle of nowhere, looking out at the sea – it was fantastic. We got out of the car and she smiled a lovely big smile at me and I followed her inside. As soon as the door opened I grabbed her, spun her around and. They were on the back side of a hill and out of sight, though we knew where they had fired from because of the angle of the arrows after they landed. We also knew that there were seven Navajos because that was the number of arrows we saw.I quickly evolved a plan and sent Joe and Running Fox with their horses around the sand hill opposite the one concealing the Navajos. I wanted to find out if my Marine training was as good as I thought it was, and if I still remembered enough of it to make good. Then he was behind me, roughly wiping my dripping wet cunt with a rough cloth, probably a towel. Once I was dry, I imagined in my dark hood what was to come, making the first bite of the clips a hundred times worse, he pulled on my tender labia stretching it out before clamping that awful clip onto it, then a couple more, evenly spaced along the tender meaty lip, he repeated it on the other lip as well. I could feel the tiny teeth biting deep into my flesh, starting up a new source of stinging. A soldier "helped" Brit with her bra, andlaughed as he turned it inside out to show it was padded. Brit's firm little conical breasts contrasted with hermother's slightly sagging C-cups. Brit slid the jeansdown over her girlish hips, and stepped out of them,dressed now in nothing but a pink string bikini. Thewaistband was low on her hips. There was only a small,pink triangle of cloth in front, and a narrow band up thecrack of her ass in back. Lisa undid her belt anddropped the baggy,.