Day and half south of here. Three unshod and one plow horse.”Carrying Rose of Sharon Robinson.“Heading?”“Almost due south, a little east.”�...Away from their own people.”That was about the extent of our palaver for this leg. Cayuse wasn’t much of a talker and there wasn’t much to talk about. Good chance Rosie was dead by now. Or if the Chippewas were keeping her alive, it was only for the purpose of rape and torture. Three of them and one of her.I thought back. It had been one day shy of two weeks. .."they aren't wearing any condoms". This bastard rammed as hard as he could into my butt, I tried to cry out around the gag and only ended up chocking my self. My eyes bulged something awful and scared my tormentor. He quickly reached up and ripped the gag from my mouth shaking my body angrily saying 'bitch don't pass out now, don't pass out now'. I gasped for air and cough as he pulled his mammoth fuck tool from my very sore aching butt hole. The third brute stood between my up lifted legs. .I caught my reflection in the mirror attached to the door and stared atmyself again while Jen wrapped her arm around my tiny frame to give me aside-hug and said, "I've got to get to class, but text me if you needanything..."Before I could reply, I saw the most beautiful girl in school approach mein the mirror and I instantly snapped around, spinning on my heels toface her. Violet Everdale. The Queen Bee, the head cheerleader, thegirl who was at the top of the school and knew it. Her long. Mom’s blow started to grow faster as the boy leaned back and I was able to see her mouth pumping over his shaft. I could say the boy came very hard by his reactions, both of them got up and they were dressing up quickly. Then they were talking for some time before he made his way to his house jumping over the wall. Mom resumed adjusting her saree, the way she corrected her blouse over her breasts was so erotic. I stayed there for a while and resumed my walk towards my house after sometime.Back.