I'm not sure they bought the story of taking off my boots and overalls after getting wet in the creek, well I think the guy did. The female patrol mem...er wasn't buying it, but she didn't say anything. It was more her look than anything else. I refused to say anything about the two — I'm still not sure what to call them. The patrollers wrapped me up, put me on a sled thing, and dragged me back to the lodge. It was kinda fun riding like that.Medically, I was alright, no frostbite, just a bit. ” I pulled my cock from her pussy and pushed it into her ass crack, searching for her tight hole. I let go of her arms. “Spread your ass for me.”“No!” she said sharply. “No way.” I pushed harder against her anus. “Do it!” Carol whimpered a bit as she dropped her hands and spread her ass wide. I could feel her asshole begin to spread and take my cock inside. I pushed harder. Her ass took the first couple inches.“Ugh…oof…” she grunted. Once I was inside her, I pinned her arms again and. (What? I thought for sure she had wanted me to at least get my hair trimmed.) She then said, "We are going to my salon. I do not frequent barbershops." (She said this while she laughed.)OH FRIPSY!!! A SALON! I asked her if this was the same as a beauty shop and she laughed again and said no, it was more complete in the services offered. She then added, "Gentlemen often go there as well."I asked, "Why would a man go to a salon?"She chuckled and only said, "YOU'LL SEE FOR YOURSELF, SHORTLY."Oh. I believe you sir. Good. He started to untie my feet. Dont kick, bite or scream. Well be just fine. Im going to untie you and take you to the bathroom so you can wash your filthy slutty body. He did untie me and I lay as still as I could. I knew I couldnt fight him, and worse yet part of me didnt want to. He left my hands tied and pulled me by the rope out of the room. I saw we were in a farmhouse and I guessed his, but he led me down the hall to the bathroom before I could see much more. He.