Ranchero by Screw3 Copywrite 8/21/2004

A Ranchero Adventure by Screw3 Copy Write 8/21/2004

Maria, a young octoroon, was tied with leather straps to a rope attached to a hook that might have held a chandelier, but now the rope ran through a pulley. “Maria, why did you try to run away. Have I not treated you well? I have fed you, clothed you and housed you. I even hired a teacher so you can read and write now. Yet we had to waste time and run your horse down.”
“Yes Jose, but I was not trying to run away. The stallion I was riding was the one running away. The rattlesnake scared him. I told the vaqueros that.”
The interrogation stopped when a rider told him that Marshall Slayton was coming. Jose told the messenger to gag her and look after Maria. Jose wondered what the Marshall wanted. Jerome, who had sold him Maria for three cows and four bags of grain was resting quietly trying to add to his band. He needed seven or eight warriors in order to raze the farms burning out the settlers that kept coming West to the Arizona Territory.
“Good afternoon, Marshall. I am always glad to welcome you to my hacienda.”
“Hello, Jose, How are things with you?”
Jose invited into the house for some chilled coffee laced with some rum. After a few minutes of idle conversation, “Jose there are two things on my mind. First have you seen Gerenomo around. Some of your neighbors are complaining about missing some cows. The second is that I thought I saw a white woman riding hell bent for leather through your land an hour or so back.”
Jose felt the Americans did not translate Jerome’s name so that the people back east would be more concerned by Geronimo than an Apache named Jerome. “We will probably find some of their cattle when we have a roundup. It is difficult to count cattle on open range.”
“I agree, but these cattle were from herds that were being prepared for shipment to the Army, so they had been counted. They were taken during the drive.”
“That would take a lot of nerve to do that, Marshall. Or else, the cowboys ate a few extra cows, or just lost them. How many were missing?”
“A dozen or so, during a 3 night trip. How many warriors you figure Geronimo has now, Jose?”
“Jerome does not confide those things to me Marshall. The government in Washington confirmed my family’s land grant because I kept the Tanai quiet during the war. That was made easy because there were no settlers, or very few coming out during the war back east. I have never slept in his teepee or he here in my casa.”
“Make a guess? I value your opinion.”
“Less than eight since he has not attacked any large ranches. At least four since he apparently stole a dozen cattle. That is merely an educated guess though.”
“Okay, are then any white women on your ranch?”
Though Maria was fairer of skin than Jose she was not legally white. “There are no white women, or even one white woman on this whole ranchero. Would you like to have some dinner, Marshall or can I have Juanita fix you something to eat on the trail? You are more than welcome.”
The Marshall rode off eating some chicken and with some dried beef in his saddle bag. Jose had also refilled his canteens with water and given the Marshall a bottle of rum as well. Jose went back to the secret room where Maria was waiting in a damp leather dress. The guard would not let her down to use the bathroom lest his boss would not approve.
Jose told the vaquero to leave. He removed Maria’s gag, “Your garment is wet.” He released the knot that held the garment together and it fell to the ground. “You have matured well in the last three years, my dear. Nice firm tits, a little on the small side, nice round ass, and a tight cunt.” As he mentioned the parts of her body he caressed them with the riding crop in his hand. “Now I am sure you are telling a half truth, Maria. However, after the horse ran away you decided that was a good idea. When my men saw you at first the horse was walking then you saw them and pushed that tired horse into a gallop with this crop. Now we shall use this to remind you that you are not free to leave me no matter what the late president did.”
“I did not intend to leave. I did not know who was chasing me. I was afraid.”
“Who else but my men would be chasing you on my land. No Maria, you had decided to leave and I do not like the idea of you lying to me about it either.”
With that he gave her a very hard shot on her butt resulting in a scream of pain that was repeated every time he struck her. He put the crop down after fifteen strokes across her ass. “That was for beating that tired horse. Now this will be for trying to escape and lying to me.”
He laid the crop on a table and picked up an eight foot long bull whip. “I hope I haven’t lost my touch with this.”
It was obvious he had not since it hit her back and curled around so the tip caught her nipples alternately as he moved from side to side. After six strokes Maria cried out, “For the love of God stop before you kill me. I will never try to leave you again.”
He struck her two more times from each side. “Jose, I will do whatever you want. Just let me down. I can’t take anymore of this.”
“You aren’t even bleeding yet.”
“Yes, but if you hit my nipples one more time they may fall off. Do you want a nipple less mistress?”
He walked to the front of her swaying body and started sucking on her swollen right nipple. She yelled from the pain that caused as the nipple started to harden as he switched to the left. “You snake, it hurts when you do that.”
He took his hands and shoved the middle finger of his right hand into her ass and the left one into her cunt. She tried to swing away from the one in her ass so he pulled the finger out and slapped her on the wales the crop had raised in her ass. She swung her body forward forcing his finger in her cunt further into her. He added two more fingers into her cunt and she started to get excited.
“Yes Jose, fuck me with your hand, your cock. I want you, just don’t hit me anymore.”
He lowered her down and carried her over to the desk in the room and spread eagled her facing the desk and shoved his cock into her ass. She screamed in pain because he did it so suddenly. “Now move bitch or you will get hit some more. I do not want to do all the work.”
She moved her body back into him, but it hurt when her ass touched him and she went the other way. He put his arm around her and squeezed her nipples forcing her to move back to prevent that pain. He moved her back and forth that way until he finally came.

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