~Subject: The Hunthin Party 4 nc s&m r s
~From: RPaladin@ix.netcom.com (Richard Fischer)

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                       The Hunting Party #4
                            By Paladin

   They could not do this to him. He was John Wane. He was a school
administrator. His father had been an Indian agent to these people.
He had been tough on them. Had to be or they would be heathens
today. Worshipping Clouds indeed.

   The ants were crawling over his denuded body before but then
that dam red buck had put something on his dick and balls. Now they
were ..........

   "OOOOOOOOOOAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH" he screamed as the ants began to
bite and tear the flesh to get at the sticky grease and in the
process they felt the threatening vibrations so they began to sting
him over and over. Their poison, intended to subdue their victim
had the opposite effect. John Wane thrashed about trying to move
away from the biting / stinging creature. His agony increased but
he could not stop.

   Rod stood over him and said, "So you old man was the one that
swindled us out of the oil lease money. I bet he even had the old
chief done in. Well what goes around comes around. Now all that
money and all that politics going to end here on the land where it
all started. But I hope you don't mind if I put my sock in your
mouth. The others were supposed to go get me the ear plugs but well
I bet they over there north aways with the troop of whores you lied
about." Rod said as he knelt down and stuffed the dirty well worn
sock into the screaming mans open mouth.

   "Sure is a hot day for this." Rod thought. "Hope them fools
bring me some of the cold beer. Soon! Elsewise I have to go get me
some myself.... No the Wise One don't like leaving these white eyes
unattended during the beginning of their sacrifice."

   Rod then went to the shady place and assured that their were no
ants where he sat down. Them ants were bad up north but these
red'uns was plumb viscous. He set his watch alarm for 1 hour so
that he could take the bacon grease to the school administrators
face. Yes sir that was unlucky for him to happen on this tribe. His
daddy had really done the Wise Ones father in and stole the tribes
money. Well Maybe they could get a little of their suffering made
up by the son. The way the chiefs face lit up at this fools name I
bet I get stuck here for week till their ain't nothing left but
white bones. These suckers shore do a job on anything in their
path. Good thing they kept them here and fed then their garbage to
stay here.

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   The crawling ants seem to cover her precious tits. Barbra had
always feared crawly things, now she was covered with them. She
felt she would lose her mind if they did not stop them. She had
welcomed the bastard when he came with the 'water' but it was
salted and then he coated her tits. Now she could see them working
over her dangling orbs and feel each little bite. This had to
stop.......

   Ginny felt the little bastards working their way inside her
vaginal cavity. They must be hundreds of them walking over her
insides. She bucked (as much as the ropes allowed) but if she
discouraged any a hundred took their places. She had never felt
such itching and scratching and biting. If the Indian came again
she would drink his piss as he had asked her the last time. She
would......

   Charlie walked over to the little blond and the freckles were
now almost all blended into the redness of her hide. He looked
around to see if he was being observed. No one in sight. He reached
into his pocket and got out the KY jelly. He used a wet rag with
vinegar first to clear away the ants in her slit. Then he used
clean water to wash away the vinegar. No sense in his suffering,
and his dick was very important to him. (He neglected hers slit the
last time he sweetened the others.) He knelt behind the delirious
blond and applied a thick gob of jelly to his intended target. then
as an after thought he lubbed the brown / blackening little bud of
her ass too. Yes sir He was going to have a time with this bitch.
Soon she would be all his.

   Nervously he looked about and made sure that no one saw his
partaking of the gift of the Cloud Spirit. He dropped his pants
over his boots, cleaned off the area of ants with vinegar and knelt
behind the swaying sex that soon would be his. He was soo hard he
had trouble getting his spear out of his underwear.

   "Yes sir this was some fine pussy and soon it would be all
his.."

   He slipped it to her and she grunted. She shifted her ass to
accommodate his red snake and tried to make sense. What was this???

   Charlie went right to the task at hand. He wasn't going to wait
till tonight and have to share he would...... AHHH AHHH AHH....

   "Now that was good Now just wait a while and I'll do you he
promised the blackening neither hole. Yes sir. This was boring duty
but somebody had to...."

   Charlie stood up and was wiping the grease off when he heard,
"The Wise One wouldn't like to know that you did that." a small
voice said.

   Charlie whirled around and was twisted in his boots and jeans.
He fell down with his dick in his hand and as he struggled to get
up the little girl was there watching his embarrassment.

   "Little Dove what do you want out here anyway. You should back
in the village doing woman things not here." Charlie tried to
bluster his way out of a tough spot. If she talked the white man
might just have company over east.

   "I saw what you did!! And I want you to let me use your slave
when they give them out. Else I tell and you are for it Mr. Charlie
Two Shirts." Little Dove demanded.

   "What do you want with a white squaw. I mean you are a girl. You
don't kneed a squaw." Charlie continued to try to talk himself out
of a tough situation.

   "I want to see what they feel like and am curious as to how to
fix that one who kicked my dog." came the answer. "Now do we have
a deal of do I just run to the Wise One right now?"

   "OK OK You got it. You can play with this one when I get her."
Charlie answered.

   "NO! I want the black haired bitch. She kicked my puppy and I am
going to make her regret it till her last minutes." Little Dove
said with the determination of a young child. No logic. No sense.
Just stubbornness.

   "Aw Ge I had my heart set on this'n here." Charlie began and
stopped immediately as Little Dove screamed.

   "AAAAA AAAAA AAAAAA....."

   Charlie reached over and covered her mouth with his hand.

   "ALL RIGHT.... ALL RIGHT....I'll ask for the black haired bitch.
Now get out of here before I change my mind and strangle you right
here." Charlie said as she stopped screaming and smiled a bright
smile.

   "The Wise One sent me with this jar of Jalapeno Sauce for their
love buttons. He is really mad that they work with the former
Indian agents son and he wants this applied to their slits every
few minutes. Since we have a deal I want to see how it works on the
bitch and your going to let me.... Aren't you Charlie..... Aren't
you...." Little Dove said with that cute little girl smile.

   What could he do she had caught him with his pants down and he
had to let her in on the game. Maybe it wouldn't be soo bad. Once
he got rid of her he could attend to that greased ass hole.

   Charlie shrugged and the little girl with drew the brush from
the sauce and applied it to the targeted cunt. The ants left the
area immediately and the cunts owner began to scream like the girls
hand had wielded a red hot knife.

   The little girl jumped in delight and moved on to the little
blond and when Charlie grabbed her hand she looked into his face
and said,

   "Remember Charlie I could tell, besides, I have to leave soon
and you have all after noon."

   Charlie reneged and let her do the initial peppering of the
clits but he had to get more water, He didn't want that hot pepper
sauce on his privates. No sir. Not with his dick...

   Little Dove vigorously applied the pepper sauce to the girls
love button and was delighted at the results. then as the reactions
slowed she lost interest. She would have more fun with the black
haired bitch when the whores were given out and Charlie shared her.
Her habit of observing her elders had paid off again. She had a
good mind and someday she would be medicine woman and then... well
it didn't pay to think too far ahead in this place but she was
destined for greater things.

   Charlie was scared and pissed and...... Now he'd have to give up
the little freckley titted bitch and take the black haired bitch.
Little Dove was a witch. That was sure. She was all ways there to
catch him or someone else in an indiscretion. She was the most
feared person in the tribe.... Except for the Wise One.... but
sometimes he had seen her even change his mind.

   "Yep she is really a witch, just like the songs of the Cloud
Spirit speak of. She has powers over us mear mortals. What did she
want to do with this black haired one?" Charlie spoke out loud to
the rocks. He drained his beer and pored off the water from the
melted ice to cleanse the little blond. "Better get to her. I know
Fred! He going to keep her legs rapped around him for weeks. Better
get it now while its still available to me."

   First he walked to the top of the hill and made sure that no
one, including the witch, Little Dove, was with in a mile of his
little troop of whores. No sir no one was going to catch Charley
twice.

   He hurried down the hill, not because anyone was coming but
because of he had a monstrous hard on and that blackening brownie
he wanted to feel clutch his dick once before he had to give it
away. Dam that Little Dove!!!

   The Cloud Spirit was good to his people these days.

   More later..................