Wild West
Sally had no idea that she was being watched. She sat down in the river for a moment and then she stood up and washed her vulva and anus with a block of hard soap.
In the end the warriors couldn’t stand it anymore and they rushed her from behind. Sally screamed as they tied her to a tree stump.
“Let me go, you bastards!” she shouted, but they didn’t understand.
The men were carrying curved wooden sticks. She soon discovered their uses…
THWAAACK! THWAAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
One of the men pulled her thighs forward to prevent her from protecting her buttocks against the tree…
THWAAACK! THWAAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
She received a stinging blow on each buttock. The men counted out twelve blows.
Then they took aim at her defenseless breasts and delivered twelve more blows…
THWAAACK! THWAAAACK!
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
One of the men produced some berries and squashed them on his stick. He rubbed his stick over her open sex lips.
