Then he was massaging my breasts. Oh my God! Where had this idea come from? I imagined my beautiful hairdresser kneeling in front of me, parting my le...s and pressing his face against my sex. My imagination was playing beautiful games with me; I rubbed my clit hard and bit my lip as the water crashed down. What would sex be like with Rodrigo? He was so young and handsome and muscular. Watching his bare arms as he washed women’s hair. I had never realised what a turn on that was. I slipped two. I want you to go upstairs to my bedroom right now." I quickly headed upstairs when Victoria said-- "cuff yourself into the handcuffs hanging from my bedpost." I did. She then put a scarf around my eyes to blindfold me and took some of my brother-in-laws neckties and tied each ankle to the legs of her bed. She then left the room for a second and when she returned started cutting all of my clothes off. She cut my expensive sweater, pants and underwear and removed them all. She then stuck a dirty. I did not know enough Comanche lore to be able to identify what was going on, but I really did not need that if all I were going to do was to try to kill as many as I could. There were several sentries out riding a great loop around the camp, so I had to be careful to avoid being noticed.Somewhere along the line, I have forgotten where or when, I picked up a Sharps buffalo gun, and I had added it to my armament that my poor horse was forced to carry. It was .52 caliber and had an effective. “You have no idea how much you’re torturing me,” she moaned, peeking out from under her arm. I was tempted to just do this for a while, it felt good and I liked the idea of ‘torturing’ her. But as I said, I was painfully hard and I couldn’t wait to be rid of the damn thing. So, slowly and carefully, I started pushing more and more of my shaft into her body, pulling back after each inch. She was squirming uncontrollably under me, “Oh god, just shove it in! I feel so bad for all the girls.