1 comments/ 114903 views/ 7 favorites Indian Outlaws By: ImaFantasy I'm a breed...part Native American, part Anglo. I'm also kinky to the max and extremely twisted in my sexual appetites. There is a fantasy I've had for a long time. Today, I'm going to get to live my fantasy! You see, I've always wanted to be taken, used, fucked...raped by a group of Native Men. Indians. Full bloods. Today, thanks to the help of my friend Eagle, I'm going to get to live my dream. I told Eagle about my fantasy. He understands, he’s very kinky too. He suggested that he could help me fulfill my dream if I wanted him to. So, I decided to recruit Eagle as my protector. He would arrange everything. Take care of all the details so it would be a smooth, totally satisfying enactment. And he would also be there with me, by my side, to make sure I was not “permanently” harmed, and to make sure that if I decided I had to stop for some reason, they would indeed stop. And of course, he would also get to participate in the action. He would be able to do anything he wanted to me or have me do anything he wanted to him. So, Eagle picked me up at home yesterday and brought me to the desert last night. He blindfolded me, tied my hands behind my back, dumped me in the back of his jeep and drove. He didn’t say anything, he didn’t touch me after dumping me into the back end. He just drove, for hours. Finally he dropped me, in the middle of nowhere. With nothing but the clothes I'm wearing. And he left me here. He did take the blindfold off. By now I'm getting pretty distraught. No sleep, no bed, no food, no water, no protection. It was a long, cold, frightening night. Now it’s turned into a long, HOT, frightening day. I've wandered around, afraid to go far from the place Eagle dropped me. Afraid I’ll get lost, ha...like I’m not already! Afraid I won’t be found. By evening I'm really wondering what the hell I'm doing here. I think I must be nutz! Why else would I ask someone to DO this to me? It’s late, the sun is setting, the sky is totally unbelievable! God, if I weren’t so frightened, thirsty, hungry and miserable it would be such an awesome moment for me. Sunsets in the desert are incredible. But all I can think is that it will soon be dark, the animals will start prowling again and no one has shown up yet. This isn’t the way it was supposed to be! It’s not the way we planned it. I'm exhausted, half sick, scared to death. I must have fallen asleep. I wake and it’s fully dark again. I'm totally alert, every nerve in my body screaming a warning. Something woke me, what was it? I lay very still and listen, my eyes scanning the darkness for movement. What woke me? An animal? A sound? Movement? Something did! Be still, don’t move, listen I say to myself. Then I hear it, or think I do! I strain to hear. What is that? There it is again, yes, a soft hissing sound. Where’s it coming from? Behind me, yes, there it is. No, no...in front of me, by the rocks. No, not there! Wait, there it is, I ease my head up and look toward my feet, is that it? Then I freeze as a cold shiver ripples down my spine...it’s all around me. I jump up as fast as I can with my hands still tied behind my back and I run. I have no idea where to or what from. I just know I can’t lay there any longer. I'm running as hard as I can, trying not to stumble, it’s hard to run with my hands tied behind me. Run, run, run...I keep telling myself. Don’t look back, don’t slow down, don’t think...just RUN! Suddenly I'm laying on the ground, panting. What happened? I didn’t trip! I didn’t stumble. I didn’t run into a rock pile. What was that? OH GOD...it was somebody! I look around me. Ohhhh shit! Standing behind me, looking down at me is a monster of a man. At least 6’8”, huge, long dark hair. What the hell is he wearing? Oh Christ...is he naked? No, no...he has something around his middle. I try to get up, the wind still knocked out of me. I get to my knees, try to stand, pitch over onto my face. Dammit! I try again. Suddenly I'm up, on my feet. The monster has a hand full of my hair and is holding me. Shit, he used my hair like a handle and lifted me up like a rag doll. He lets go and steps back. I turn to run again and bounce off of another one. Not so tall, but just as dark, hair just as long, just as silent. Now I see them. All around me. Can’t tell how many. All dark, long haired, almost naked and stone silent. Ok...now I know. Eagles friends. I'm ok, I'm safe. They’ll give me water, food, a blanket. I turn to the one standing in front of me... ”Hi, You must be Eagles friends. I'm Jackie. I really need some help here. The plans seem to have gone wrong. I've been here since last night with nothing to eat or drink.” I say to him. He slowly reaches out, takes one finger and hooks it into the collar of my tee shirt. I watch him, wondering. I look up, into his eyes and he jerks his hand down, tearing my shirt right down the middle. Someone grabs the back of it and pulls hard. My shirt is now hanging down around my bound hands and I'm standing there naked from the waist up. I look down, seeing my nipples pebble from the cold night air. Again I look up into his eyes. He’s looking at my naked breasts, his mouth open, his tongue slipping out to lick his lips. Glancing from one hard, tight nipple to the other, he has a look in his eyes like a starved wolf. I turn to run but he grabs the back of my hair and yanks me up against him, hard! He whispers something to the others in a language I don’t understand and wraps his forearm around my neck. Then he leans into my ear and says “Don’t know any Eagle, don’t want to. But we do want to know you, dream woman. Bear there, said the spirits heard our need and was sending us something to use to satisfy it!” With that he shoved me hard in the back and I went sprawling into “Bear” the monster. He grabs me, tosses me over his shoulder and they all start to silently run toward some distance hills. With me hanging there like a wet dish rag, naked but for my cutoffs and sneakers. My hair hanging down past Bears knees, whipping in the breeze. Wondering what the hell happened to Eagle and his friends. And how the hell I was going to get my ass out of this mess. Some fantasy! More like a nightmare! Surely these guys aren’t going to hurt me? And what was this “need” the spirits are helping to satisfy? Incredible as it seems, I must have slept some. Bouncing on the monsters shoulder like a deer carcass. For when I hit the ground with a thud, I woke with a grunt. Raising up on an elbow, I look around, trying to orient myself. Trying to figure out where I am. Then I remember, the desert, the Indians, the hills. Looking around I realize there is no one here but me, Bear and the other one I’d talked to. “Where are we?” I ask. They continue to do whatever they’re doing, paying no attention to me. “Excuse me! But I haven’t had anything to eat or drink since yesterday evening. Do you have any food and water? And I need a blanket or something.” I watch them, realizing they are not going to respond. This is crazy. Surely they don’t expect me to sit here and starve or freeze? They can’t be that cruel...can they? Getting to my feet, I walk over to the smaller one and try again. “You can’t simply ignore me. You have to help me. I'm hungry, thirsty and cold! Do something!” I demand. Be careful what you ask for, my Mama always said...you just might get it. And I did! In an instant he’s up, my throat in his grip, his nose to mine, glaring into my startled eyes. Without a word or sound he stands here staring into my eyes and my blood runs cold. The next thing I know he’s holding a knife next to my face. Slowly he lowers the knife and I feel the tip against my right thigh. With a fast upward jerk of his arm he slices my cutoffs all the way through from the bottom to the waist. In one swift motion he switched the knife from his left hand to his right and my throat from his right to his left. I don’t even have time to draw breath. Again he lowers the knife and again he slices my cutoffs all the way through from the bottom to the waist. Standing there frozen, in his grip, I can feel them as they slowly fall free of my body. Now I am totally naked, unless you count my sneakers. Our eyes are still locked together. “You thirsty bitch?” he whispers. Tossing the knife to the ground, he reaches down and pulls at the thin strip of leather that‘s holding his breechclout on. No, I try to shake my head but his grip won’t allow it. “Please, no. Don’t do this, please!” I plead. Slowly he pushes down with the hand at my throat and try as I might I can not resist and find myself on my knees before him. Shifting his grip from my throat to the back of my head, he grabs a handful of hair. As he fumbles at his crotch my eyes lower and I watch as the scarp of leather falls to the ground and his already rigid cock springs up into my face. Sensing movement beside me I glance over and see the monster standing less then two feet from me with his cock in his hand, stroking it ever so slowly. My eyes nearly pop from my head looking at the size of that thing. At least as big around as my forearm and well over 14” long, it is by far the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. The one holding me jerks on my hair to get my attention and says “Between Bear and me, I'm sure we have more then enough to slake your thirst. Now open up and take a drink bitch!” He shoves his cock against my mouth. Locking my jaws tight, I try to pull away from his thrusting cock, but his grip on my hair is too firm. Taking a handful of hair in his other hand, he yanks hard with both hands. My head jerks back so hard the pain makes me gasp and when I do, he shoves his rock hard cock into my mouth. Although he is no where near as large as Bear, he is still quite large, at least 9” long and quite thick. As soon as he gets the head of it into my mouth he starts shoving it deep and hard into my throat. I have no time to accustom myself to the size of it. And start fighting trying to get away, choking and gagging. I'm fighting for all I'm worth and he is having a hard time keeping his cock inside my face. “Bear, get behind her and hold her still for me.” he says. Bear, letting go of his own cock, moves behind me and places one of his huge hands on each side of my head, locking me into a grip so tight, I can’t even begin to move my head. Then pressing himself hard against my back and placing a foot on each side if my legs, he pins me tight, with no hope of pulling loose, even though I keep trying to struggle. Now, unable to move, unable to offer the least bit of resistance, I watch the other one step back in place before me. And using his fingers to pry my jaws open he again shoves his cock back into my mouth. This time I have no choice, no escape. He rams it deep into my mouth and throat, burying it to the hilt with the first thrust. Then holding it there, he looks into my frightened eyes and pinches my nose shut. “Now bitch, you are either going to suck my cock better then you’ve ever sucked cock before or you’re going to suffocate. Do you understand?” Knowing from the look in his eyes that he is dead serious, I nod my head yes, as best I can. He gives a thrust of his hips, for emphasis, releases my nose and begins to rock his hips, pumping his cock in and out of my face in deep, long, slow thrusts. And not wanting to choke to death on his cock, I use my tongue and lips on the base of his cock as I swallow repeatedly each time he rams it into my throat. “That’s it bitch, I could tell from those lips you’d be a good little cock sucker. Yes, that’s it, stroke me with that throat of yours. Work that tongue, suck me hard and long you hot assed bitch.” He says Placing his hands over Bears on the sides of my head he starts to really fuck my mouth and throat hard and fast. Pounding into me so hard he’s grunting with each thrust and I can hear his balls slapping against my chin and neck. He is relentless, driving as hard and as fast as he can, trying to bury his cock inside my face. “Suck it bitch, suck it hard. Take it deep and milk it dry. Come on, come on...whore. Milk me now, you do the work now. Show me what a good cock sucker you are or else it’ll be the last cock you suck.” With that he rams his cock so deep into my throat my face and nose are buried in his stomach. And he holds it there without moving. And I start doing exactly what he told me to do. My throat muscles are spasming around the length of his cock. Gripping it and dragging it deeper and deeper into me. Pulling it so hard that his balls soon join his cock inside my mouth. Now using my tongue and lips, I work his balls, rolling and squeezing them for all I’m worth. How long can I keep this up, I’m thinking. I’m having trouble getting any air and if he doesn’t cum soon, I’m going to pass out from lack of oxygen. Finally, I can feel his cock starting to swell and jerk. Knowing that he is close to cumming, I redoubled my efforts and my throat is yanking his cock so hard that I think I can hear the sucking sound it’s making. His hips began to twitch, his cock is swelling so much I really can’t get any air now. And now I feel the first powerful spurt of his cum as it shoots down my throat and into my stomach. Now another and another and another. “Fuck me bitch, ohh god yes, suck it hard. Damn what a fucking cock sucker. Yes, yes Jesus, grrrrrrrr, ohhhh god it hurts it feels so good.” After several hard, deep thrusts of his hips, he pulls back enough that I can breath again and I continue to suck on him till his cock is soft and limp in my mouth. Then letting go of my head, he steps back and collapses on the ground in front of me. As Bear releases my head and steps away from me, I fall over on my side, panting and gasping for air. Coughing and choking from the abuse my throat has taken. Tears are pouring down my face. I’m frightened, hurting, exhausted, freezing, thirsty, hungry and sleepy. And lying here, battered and crying, with his cum still dribbling down my chin, I fall into a deep exhausted sleep. Indian Outlaws Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Bear Gets His I have no idea how long they let me sleep, not very long though. I wake to feel someone pinching my nipples...HARD! "Stop it dammit, that hurts!" I shout. Turning my head I see it's Bear that's twisting my nipple like he's trying to rip them from my body. I jerk away from him, trying to stand at the same time. Bear grabs me by my hair and pulls me up onto my knees. I'm really getting sick of having my hair used as a handle! I lunge forward and, snarling like a mad dog, I grab a mouthful of his leg and hang on like a leach. That lasts all of 10 seconds, he grabs me by my throat and lifting me into the air he shakes me like a rag doll. Bringing me nose to nose with him, he growls in a deep, rumbling voice "You're gonna suck my cock now bitch and you're gonna do even better then you did for Raven." Ahhh, at least I know the name of the cock I sucked! Dropping me to the ground, he grabs two handfuls of my hair and ramming his thumbs into my jaws pries me open like a clam. As soon as my mouth opens he shoves his huge cock down my throat...ALL of it! Fuck, I can't breath at all! Pulling back till only the head is in my mouth he begins to fuck my face in long, slow, deep thrusts. It seems he's in no hurry. At least as he pulls out I can get a quick breath. So I inhale on one stroke and exhale on the next! I guess in trying to breath I wasn't doing a good enough job for him cause he suddenly rams the whole damn thing down my throat, yanks on my hair and growls, "Suck it cunt, and use your tongue, don't make me hurt you bitch." And again, In order to stay alive I find myself sucking cock, albeit the biggest, longest one I've ever had. Thank God it doesn't take him very long before I feel his cock swelling and jerking, getting ready to fill me full of more cum. By this time he's groaning and growling like...well, a BEAR! Yanking my face hard against his belly he holds me there as huge gobs of cum pump hard down my throat. It's too much. Way too much. Cum is gushing back up my throat, actually squirting around his cock and out of my mouth. It's even gushing from my nose. God, I'm going to choke to death on cum. Gagging and choking I'm fighting for all I'm worth trying to get some air into my lungs. Finally with a last hard, deep thrust he backs up and lets go of me and here I am again, on the ground, gasping for air. Shit...this is getting old real fast! As I finally start to relax and my breathing gets back to normal, I realize I've peed all over myself. Laying there, exhausted, scared, cold, hungry, STILL thirsty, I think "Well, at least I got to pee!" I fall asleep...again! Slowly I wake to hear birds singing. I try to stretch and find I can't. Trying to figure out why, it dawns on me...I've been Kidnaped? Abducted? Shanghaied? What? Awkwardly I sit up to find at least 15 Indians sitting around a blazing fire, quietly talking and eating...something. Damn I'm hungry. One of them starts walking toward me, I see a plate in one of his hands and a cup in the other. I realize this is Raven. Now, in the bright morning sun, I finally get a really good look at him. DAMN! Is he good looking or what! Sitting the plate and cup down on the ground he pulls his knife out and steps behind me. Oh shit! He's gonna cut my throat before he eats his breakfast! He cuts the rope binding my hands and steps back around in front of me. I've been tied for so long that I can't even move my arms for several seconds. Then all I can do is bring them to my lap and try to rub circulation back into my hands. He just stands and watches me. After I get my hands and arms alive again, he hands me the plate and cup and walks away. I look at the food...bacon, eggs a biscuit, and in the cup is coffee. I ain't no fool, I attack the food like I haven't eaten in days...cause I haven't! Amazing how good simple food can taste! With food in my stomach, my hands finally free, I'm thinking things could be worse!!! Feeling nature calling, I stand up and wander over to some brush not far away. After taking care of business, I realize there's also a small creek there and kneeling down I try to wash up as best I can. I take a good long drink of the surprisingly fresh, cold water. Sure don't have to worry about my clothes...there aren't any! As I stand I realize Raven is there, behind me. With a jerk of his head toward the hills in the distance he says "Let's go." "Go? Where? I'm naked. I need something to wear. I need...squeak" Before I can get another word out he grabs my hair, yanks me to him and growls "Shut the fuck up bitch! You have three choices, walk on your own feet, get carried by Bear again, or...die! Which do you prefer?" Hmmm, let me see! "I think I'll walk, thank you!" I grunt at him. Thinking...asshole, which I keep to myself! He takes the rope he's been holding, which I hadn't even noticed and slips a loop around my neck. "What the hell are you doing?" I gasp. "You're gonna be our bitch...bitch! So you're gonna be leashed, I don't wanna have to worry about you getting lost!" He hisses at me. With a hard tug on the rope, which almost yanks me off my feet, he turns toward the others. They're already in a ground eating trot, heading toward the hills again. Damn, it's a good thing I'm a runner. There's no way I could keep up with him if I weren't used to doing several miles a day. By evening we've reached the foot of the mountains. They find a good place and begin to set up camp for the night. Raven walks to a large tree and tosses the end of the rope over a thick, lower limb and then hoists me up till I'm standing with my arms stretched over my head. Hissing mad I growl at him "Why are you doing this? I'm too tired to try to run. What, are you afraid I'll hurt you big brave men?" Finishing tying the end of the rope to the tree, he walks slowly over to me, reaches out and grabs my pussy in a painful grip. Squeezing hard, he leans over and whispers in my ear "Every man here has been without a woman for at least a year, some a lot longer. There are rapists, murderers, and some very sick, twisted bastards here. One even ate a woman alive...while he was fucking her. Now are you going to shut the fuck up or should I just give you to them right now?" Choking back the pain and the tears, I whisper "I'll shut up!" Giving my throbbing pussy another squeeze for good measure, he turns and walks away. I now realize that I'm not going to live through this. I'm going to die. Sooner or later. After they've used me up, they're probably going to kill me, and maybe even eat me. Much later, after they've all eaten and are laying around talking or dozing, Raven again brings me some food. This time it's rabbit that was caught in snares and roasted over the fire. He unties the rope and when he lets it go I crumple to the ground. I can't even get myself up off the ground. Every muscle in my body feels torn and bruised. Picking me up, Raven carries me over to the tree and puts me down so that I can lean against it. He brings me the food and a full canteen of water and sits down beside me. After drinking my fill of the first water I've had since morning, I dig into the rabbit meat and don't stop till I've finished every last bite. Wiping the grease off my mouth and chin with the back of my hand I lean back against the tree with a huge sigh. Raven just sits there watching my every move. "So, what were you doing tied up out in the middle of the desert all alone?" He asks. I don't know what to tell him, so I tell him the truth! "I was supposed to be fulfilling a fantasy of mine. To be kidnaped by some Native men and sexually used by them. But something must have gone wrong, they didn't show up...you did." Looking at me strangely he says "You're kidding...right?" "No, I'm not kidding. My Sioux friend Eagle was suppose to have it all set up. He dropped me where you found me. He was supposed to come back with a group of men that he picked and they would take me someplace and keep me there for a few days and use me as their sex toy." I said. He sat for several minutes, seeming to think this over, before asking "So, you want to be used, fucked, whatever by a bunch of Indian dudes? And they would get to do anything they wanted to you. Is that what you're saying?" "Well, yes. But I wouldn't be harmed. No really. Roughed up some, maybe, but no blood, no permanent damage of any kind." I explained. "Why?" He asks. By this time, I'm wondering the same thing. Why the hell did I do this? Looking at him I say "I don't really know...now. It's been a fantasy of mine for a long time. I've never been allowed to be or do what I wanted, sexually. Finally, I'm free and I want to do all the things I've only dreamed of. I guess you'd say I've been very repressed, sexually, all my life and I'm just now coming out of the dark and living my dreams. Or, so I thought!" With a snort he laughs and says "You're one crazy bitch, you know that? So, you don't have a man, your getting your rocks off by playing sex games and want to be fucked by a bunch if 'us'...Indians. Well, we can give you that. Between the bunch of us, we should be able to satisfy even a sex starved bitch like you." He gets up and with a dark, frightening laugh, he walks back over to the others.