Thread: The frontier and the guide (myself and Victorian_Virtue)

Uh uh ooooh..... Eve moaned in passion. Wrapping her arms tight, her fingernails dug into his back as she felt her soaked pussy begin to clench on him once more. Yet another orgasm had begun to explode within her. Clamping down on his firm member, her wet folds pulsed along his member and began to milk the semen from him as his own orgasm caused the spurts of sticking white seed to flood into her virginal slit. Oh James... she cooed softly in his ear. Her lips sought out his, and her kiss was soft and slow. Sensing his tiredness, the young woman got up and slid out to her own tent. She wanted to stay with him, but he hadn't asked and she was concerned to reveal the feelings that had grown within her for him. Laying down on her bedding, she wrapped herself tight and fell asleep. Bliss taking her. In the morning, she heard the horses stampeding off. Getting up in a flash, the native woman threw on her buckskins and ran to her own horse, quickly galloping after them. Cursed Sioux!!! she shouted as she galloped off with her rope in hand. Within a few minutes, she had managed to get three of the horse back to the wagon train. But one stubborn horse had run far off. By the look of it, she assumed it was part mustang. Which were notoriously stubborn and independent breeds. I'll return with it. she called to James or anyone who could hear. Riding off, she followed along the soft brush and down into a gully where a thicket had sprung up around the brook that had carved the crevice. Dismounting and tying up her own horse, Eve snuck though the brush to where the animal lay, lapping at the flowing water. Just as she was about to reach out and grasp it, she was suddenly his in the back hard. Arghgg!!! she cried out in pain. Tumbling over, the dusky woman his the ground and spun around. Behind her, was one of the Sioux. In his hand was a hatchet that he brandished. No doubt she had been struck in the back by the blunt end, so he could hit her with the sharp end when face to face. Just as he was about to come down on her with the weapon, he stopped. Shock coloring his dark face. YOU!!!! He screamed, reaching down to grab her by the neck and pull her up. Conversing in his native tongue, he began to growl at her. You are wanted woman. Much bounty will be given to me when I return you to my chief. He has heard of you and will be pleased to know of your survival. Eve glared back. Spitting in his face, she reached for her knife but soon found her arm being pinned down by his foot. I died. the woman replied back in an angry tone. I did not survive the fall down the falls. Tell your chief that. And he may tell whomever he wishes. But know this, I will sooner throw myself in a fire then find myself in Golden Spear's hut. While he had pinned her down, she had managed to get her free arm to her back up rusty knife. Quickly, he stabbed the shirtless man in the stomach, pushing him off. He fell to the ground and screamed. The other with him would come for her soon. So Eve ran to her horse and mounted. Riding off, she rode at a full gallop to the wagon train. I need to leave. she thought to herself. If Golden Spear hears of my survival, he will send any and all after me. I don't want to put Jim or any of this band in trouble. Resolved to run, Eve rode to the camp and quickly dismounted. Going to her tent, she began packing her things and saddling her horse with everything. Determined to put some distance between her and the wagon train.