He had no idea what evil purpose the demon wanted his village for but he was sure it involved the strange tribe. He had certainly underestimated their...strength. Had he known the strange ones had demon allies he would have been more cautious with his plans.His wrist ached from his wound, he had gathered some herbs to dull the pain, but the ache was growing. He had followed the river, knowing of a larger village some way down. He would, hopefully, be able to enlist their aid in cleansing his. Her weapon was emptie and her extra rounds were too far away.She knew this was it as she bowed her head and droped to her knees.She then felt a huge clack on the back of her head and she was out pistal wipped by her agressors.She woke up in a concrete room chained like an animal from the ceiling to the floor.She had been stripped and stood there naked and groggy from the blow to the back of her head.One of her captures approched her and said WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE OUR FORCES ON. "You okay Sarah?" What is that thing?" What thing?" What you put the horses into."Eddie turned to look at his Jeep and horse trailer. "It's my Jeep. Like it?" he said, his voice loaded with pride.Chelle laughed at him. "Come on Eddie. It's just an old Jeep. Get over it."Eddie was hurt. The Jeep was his pride and joy. His dad had given it to him when he first started learning to drive on the road, and though it was nearly a wreck, it had been properly equipped for real off-roading. He'd restored. He reddened her arse without causing pain, but leaving a stinging sensation. Once he stopped she wriggled her arse enticingly at him. Santa ran his rough hand over her pussy, feeling how wet she was. Slowly he slid a single finger into her eliciting a moan from her lips."Fuck me, Santa, please fuck me!" she pleaded needing her own release desperately. He softly held her shoulders guiding her to stand up before turning her around to face him. She raised her arms as he lifted her nightie off of.