! It was nice alright, accented by her stockings and suspender belt, now ripe red well used and bare! He grabbed her quickly by the hair and stood her...up. She was scared death and trying with little success to cover her nakedness with her only her hands, and could not bare to look the young man in his face! Then with her struggling against his grip marched her to the car, all she could say was, please, no,..oh no dont hurt me, just take the car and I wont tell anyone! One of them said Hold on. The barn having been abandoned long ago requires further investigation. As we look around we see some old wheel barrels, gardening tools, a dusty wood burning stove with a box of damp cold firewood next to it, an old wooden army chest filled with wool blankets and gun ammunition. There are also piles of hay and old corn feed. We peer up to witness a hole in the roof where the full moon is lighting the barn and notice a loft. Ever the explorer, I urge you to go with me and investigate. Fearing. "Prospects!" I heard come from inside. We entered, I looked around there was Reaper gear everywhere. Painting on the wall, patches and pictures hanging from the wall and a big wall of the US that was red and black, with a big reaper in the center of it. "Gambler, you know were the Hell Riders club house is right?" One of the Vegas guys asked, and from the looks of it was the SGT. AT ARMS. "Yes sir." He responded. "Good, you prospects are going on a retaliation ride, us patch holders have. .." he looked at me with shock and betrayal. I buckled my body under his; not sure what he would do. I nodded my head and added "Ididn'thave a choice..." He slammed down on me with forced that knocked the air out of me. "How dare she...you....you won't let me do that to you. Erin your mine" he hissed with all his might. I felt him grab my breast and squeeze and then pull my nipple. I cried out in pain. Not pleasurable pain but pure pain. I had successfully pissed off my Sir, my Master, my true.