We returned to the Neutral Territory, but not to the same town, figuring that we might have worn out our welcome there.We spent nearly five weeks wand...ring around without finding any more wanted men, and we began to wonder if we were wasting our time. We were about ready to head back to Texas when we ran into a rather bizarre situation. It was almost like a movie script.We were going through our usual routine in a saloon when four men walked in. They were the roughest, toughest, most. I admitted I did remember but at the moment had no plans about it one way or the other."Please Master as tomorrow is Friday, Can we go and see what it's all about?" she begged."Very well, then but I must warn you that I will select your clothing for the visit!" I replied.Next morning; Karen was up early and was obviously excited, I think when we made love the night before she was already thinking I was one of these bikers. She carried out her normal morning duty of swallowing my fresh load and. Dave looked around and saw a cane on the floor. He canned the girls ass with it, gently at first but soon knew that the girl wanted it harder. He hit the girls ass until he could see red welt marks on her buttocks, again, Dave knew he should stop.Number three was just a red wooden table. A naked girl was lying on the table, her head was not supported so it hung backwards over the end. Dave looked for the message, ‘fuck my mouth’. The position of the girls mouth was just the right height to. Even as a supposedly enlightened adult, with gay friends and acquaintances, he had shied away from thoughts of what they did in bed. In the ass -- they fucked each other in the ass! And now it was his turn.His turn."You can relax and enjoy it, or have it forced on you." Earl gave an evil laugh. "Listen, tough guy, I can hammer a fifteen-inch steel spike into your asshole to rip it open, if that's what it takes. Or, you can cooperate and make it easier on yourself. Either way is perfectly fine.