Out West
Copyright© 2008 by acolodude
Chapter 10
Western Sex Story: Chapter 10 - boy becomes an Man and heads West
Caution: This Western Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa
"The girls had been tossed over a horse with their wrists and ankles bound. There are nine bad guys left. If we catch the extra horses the time we spend will easily be made up by allowing us to switch horses and keep riding until we catch them or ride past them to get ahead of them. We need to take them before they reach where they are going or more show up." I said.
Everyone agreed with me and it only took about 15 minutes to catch the extra horses this gave each of us an extra we could switch to allowing one to be rested. We rode hard and by sunset had slipped past them looking for a spot to set an ambush.
Bear Claw was the first to see the other group coming from the south at least five miles away. She was guessing at least twenty. I agreed with her estimate. It was now or never to get the girls back.
The spot was not ideal, a small hill next to an even smaller arroyo. We pulled the horses down and covered their head with a blanket keeping the reigns pulled tight holding their neck twisted slightly. The extra horses were run off since we could not hide them and we did not have someone to watch them as we needed every gun we had the six of us were each going to have to shoot one and at least three of us would have to shoot two.
The bad guys were totally surprised when we let the horses up as we stayed in the saddle and shot all nine dead before any of them even drew a pistol. Keeping the girls bound on their horses and kicking the few bad guys off their horses that were still in the saddle; we rode away as fast as we could.
Bear Claw pointed out the four riders that were coming fast from the group we had seen to the south. They would not be able to catch us but they would be able to follow our trail. I was hoping they would stop to check on the dead. That would give us a little more distance between us.
Once we were out on the flats we cut the girls loose so they could right themselves in the saddle.
Katie introduced the five other girls; Roxie Williams was a 31 year old woman from Ohio that had been taken a week or more ago during a raid on her wagon train.
Doli which means Bluebird a 22 year old Navajo had been traded to the bandits for a couple flintlock rifles.
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