The guard was holding a poker over his fire, hammering its tip against his anvil. The tip was glowing with such intensity that one could not look upon...it for the light. As the guar came towards my helpless body. The rope was pulled higher, bringing my legs far above my body. I was lying defenseless upon the Dias. I could feel my nakedness and eyes of hushed crowd on me. I knew that these hungry eyes will devour me long. As my legs and buttocks were spread apart, I felt the fear and humiliation. Just last Friday you had a twenty minute phone interview. You were not asked many job skill-related questions, which you felt was odd, but rather a bunch of questions that seemed to get to the core of your character. You must have replied with the correct answers because before you hung up, you were immediately offered the job. You accepted, excitedly and yet hesitantly at the same time as you still had no idea what your job duties were supposed to entail. But after six long months it was going. .. hold on ... hold on...”Finch held very still, the head of his penis suddenly nestled just inside the tight, dark ring of her asshole.“Wow ... you feel so big in there ... Oww ... hurts a little ... hold on...”They both held still, breathing heavily, each throb of Finch’s cock causing Lauren to flinch and groan. His body moved on its own and before she could resist, another inch of his penis slid inside her rectum.“Owwww! Oh ... Damn ... how did she do it so easily...”Finch tried to hold. Damn town fulla sheep, and not even a damn whore to be found, Clint thought, as he stumbled across the boards to his horse. He stowed the whiskey in his saddlebag and stepped up into the stirrup."You're a dead man, thief!"The voice rang out from somewhere behind him, and Clint immediately spun, drawing his gun. Drunk or sober, he could shoot the fangs off a rattler, and he planned to kill whoever was gunning for him first.His hand started to tremble when he discovered he had drawn down on a.