~Subject: Hunting Party #5 nc s&m r s
~From: rgfish@rpaladin.win.net (Richard G Fischer)

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                         Hunting Party #5
                            by Paladin

   At night on the desert it became too cold for the industrious
ones and they left their meals of honey and flesh. The girls then
had to contend with the pepper sauce and the cold. The torment went
on and on. No sleep was had that night.

   The next morning, at sun up Fred, locked them back on the chain
and brought them, stumbling into the village, to be brought before
the judge, the Wise One.

   He sat before a small fire with a squaw cooking his breakfast,
in his warm buffalo robes. He was well rested and waiting for his
food. He looked up from the fire and smiled at the shrivering white
slaves.

   "Fred what have you brought me here? It is too early to hold
counsel. Bring these white whores to the corral and have breakfast.
The squaw will gladly make you some." the Wise One said.

   The girls were soo delirious and hungry that they offered no
resistance when Fred lead them to the barbed wire enclosure behind
the brick building. They meekly entered and were unhooked from the
chain and left to smell the cooking food. The cold was intense and
each had judged for herself to be what was required of her.

   Fred returned to the fire for his breakfast. Rod and Charlie
sauntered into camp and went to the fire for their morning coffee
and  a meeting with the chief about the days business.

   Mikie was still out east with John and the red ants. They too
had stopped their activity with the cold brought on by sunset but
the growing heat of dawn and brought out the scouts to find if
their was more of that grease and flesh they had dined on
yesterday. John was still spread out with a fresh coat on his
genitals, or what was remaining.

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   Sally, the gym teacher and the fittest of the group, saw a
chance to get way. No one seemed to be watching them. She was
weakened but she had seen John Wane's car behind their van. If she
could find him she could get him to help and they would teach these
red devils a thing or two...

   "Joanne get up you lazy bitch. We are getting out of here." she
whispered.

   Joanne moaned and rolled over. "You are crazy. These bastards
will kill you if they catch you trying to run away. I'm staying
right here. They got to get us a phone call or something and then
we will get them with such law suit."

   "That's John's car over there. He's a big shot out here, he will
save us. Just stay put."

   "I don't believe he can or will help us." Sally exclaimed ,
"Arlene are you with me??"

   "Well I guess I'll give it a try. Let's try for the van. Then we
can get out of this mad house." Arlene said staggering after Sally.

   They crawled under the barbed wire and left a lot of skin on the
sharp edges. They went directly to the van and tried the doors.

   BEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEP BEEEEEP

   The alarm went off and the frightened nude girls ran as fast as
their wobbly legs could carry them. The remaining three looked on
expecting the Indians to shoot the fleeing girls at any moment.

   Nothing happened. Fred reached over and with the remote stopped
the alarm.

   The weathered features of the Wise One brightened. "We give then
a hour or two start and then we go hunt um. Rod. You and Charlie go
get the mechanical horses, after you have your coffee, of course.
They ran west. They be on the reservation or dessert that way about
50 miles or so. We got about a day till the slaves get really tired
and hungry then they be really easy meat."

   The Wise One went to the out house smiling all the way.

   The Cloud Spirit was sure good to his people now. Giv um squaws.
Giv un enemy to our hand, and Now giv um hunt for diversion. The
sun spirit gave a bright new day. His old body felt invigorated at
the tribes new prospects.

   When he was out of hearing Charlie said, "Why can't he just say
cycles like everyone else? I mean he knows their ain't no more
horses here."

   "You better hole that kind of talk Charlie. He is the Chief and
the Judge here-a-bouts and If'n he wants to, he can call um
whatever he wants, and that's what they is. Now let's go get those
'horses'" Rod corrected Charlie.

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   Sally and Arlene tried to make the most distance between them
and the situation behind them. Their feet were sore from the broken
ground and stones. Their tits were sore from the flopping motion of
the running without a bra. (Both girls were large breasted) Their
crotches were sore from the previous days attention of the ants and
the pepper sauce. Then the suns rays began to sap their strength.
From the swift run that they started with they were now down to a
staggering gate that would get them to safety in a hundred years of
so...

   RUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMM RUMMMMMMMMMMM

   In the distance the girls heard the cycles coming from the
village.

   The bastards were coming and on motorcycles!!!

   The girls picked up the pace and started to run. It was no
contest. Soon the braves were circling the running girls and the
Wise One reached out with his cue stick and slapped a now red
female ass at will.

   Charlie and Rod were also reaching out and touching the panicked
women with cattle prods. This insured they ran further and the
Chief had his sport. It also used up the excess energy the women
possessed.

   Soon no amount of prodding would cause the women to run. The
girls fell down and refused to rise. repeated shocks to their clits
only brought spasms.

   "These pussies are sure slow. The last batch got two hill
further." Rod observed

   The Wise One dismounted and was soo mad he kicked Sally in the
but,

   "You spoiled the hunt. You are a whore. Your only worth is
between your legs." He cried

   He strode over to Arlenes prostrated form and kicked her too.

   "Take they to the east. We will see hoe they dance with those
industrious ones." the Wise One proclaimed.

   Roc and Charlie cuffed the women and flung them over the back of
their 'horses' and sped to the red ant hill.

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   Mikie rose at the sound of the approaching motors and sauntered
out of the shade.

   The three riders with their female cargo approached. He made out
the Wise One with his Feathered Bonnet.

   "Must have been just like this bout 100 years ago." Mike
thought.

   As they dumped their cargo Mikie rushed to help with the
exhausted girls.

   "You'd best stand up bitch. That way they can't get at nothing
of value." Mikie cautioned the captive girls.

   They staggered and tried to do as ordered.

   "They will dance on the hill till I am tired of it.... Now" the
Wise One ordered and the men forced the girls to the hill. Then the
booted men positioned themselves around the hill.

   The girls saw a nude male with his face and genitals covered
with the ants and stood unsure of what to do next... "Dance??? What
was the old buzzard talking a......"

   "Aw Aw what the hell?"  Sally began. She looked down and saw the
a couple of the red ants were on her feel. Every place their was
one their was a fire like burning on her skin.

   Arlene looked at her and then looked down... "Oh God... Let's
get..." she began but her exit was blocked by the Wise One with his
cue stick...

   "You whores and your forefathers defied the authority of the
Cloud Spirit before. Now you will dance to repay part of the debt..
If you dance real fast..... real fast you may live through this.
Fall down and we will leave you where you fall."

   "Powerful waste of good pussy Wise One." Charlie interjected.

   "You are only a brave of the tribe. I am chief. I decide. You
have other slaves in the village to take your seed." the Wise One
answered with a stair that made Charlie winch.

   So the girls screamed and danced trying to kill the little
suckers before they were eaten up. for every one they killed their
were thousands to take their places.

   Finally, after an hour, the Wise One prononced the dancing over.
the girls were removed from the hill and scraped with the skinning
knives to remove the remaining red ants to their outsides. They
swollen feet and legs guarenteeded that they would not try escape
again.

   The Wise One dismissed the Mikie and Rod to take them back to
the village and kept Charlie there for his outburst. He went over
and pulled up a clean rock and sat by John Wayn face.

   "You have your father to thank for all you have, and for this.
He stole our lands. He stole our money. He stole the lives of our
people with his rotten food."

   "Yes he did many things for which you will pay. do you wish to
make amends my enemy??" the Wise One said.

   "OH God yes..... Please I'll do anything...." Came from the ant
covered face. "Please just make it stop!!"

   "Charlie bring over the vinegar and get him up from here. NOW!"
the Wise One ordered.

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   Little Dove was pleased. The black haired bitch had stayed
behind. that showed that she was probably broken already.

   Then Rod, Mikie, and Fred came into the village with the
blistered escapees. These were very sorry bitches. Their swollen
feet would keep them from running fro a long time. They crawled
into the corral and just laid there.

   the other three tried to help the two infirmed ones but well
their wasn't much to be done. They would be a healing poltis or two
and some time to promote the healing. Time was the big healer.
Given enough time anything healed... almost!

   Little Dove went to the smoldering breakfast fire and stoked it
up. She wanted it all to be in readiness for the Wise Ones return.
She went to the Wise Ones teepee and got out the iron symbol of the
tribe. She brought it to the now reviving fire and carefully added
more fuel.

   She wanted all to be in readiness for the sentence of the Wise
Ones Court.

   With the Nes Pava the verdict was a pregone conclusion. these
whores would be......

   More later......