And humiliated.

Jessica twisted her hand in Lisa’s blond hair, and pressed the cowgirl’s face into her trimmed pussy. “DON’T bite,” she said seriously. “Trust me, you won’t like what’ll happen if you do. Now, you’re so busy prattling about ‘fair fights’, I’m sure there’s better stuff you can be doing with your tongue. Lick.”

Lisa considered resisting, but she was tied up, and Jessica’s guns were in easy reach. She knew that a blow from the handle could knock out some of her teeth, even if Jessica didn’t just shoot her. For now, she had **** but to play along.

She licked tentatively, tasting a woman’s cunt for the first time. She was surprised at how pleasant she found the rich smell. To her horror, she felt a heat rising between her own legs. Shocked and ashamed, she knew she couldn’t let her captor know that this treatment seemed to be turning her on.

Jessica tapped a foot impatiently, and Lisa began licking in earnest. She tried to remember how it felt when she masturbated, the places where her probing fingers made her go wild, and tried to find those places with her tongue. It seemed to work, as Jessica let out a low moan, and pressed harder on the back of Lisa’s head. “Oh! Fuck yes. You sure you ain’t done this before? Oh. Oh, GOD!”

A flood of juices met Lisa’s tongue, and she knew from the woman’s shaking that she’s climaxed. Glad the job was over, but at the same time a little regretful, Lisa leaned back and crossed her legs modestly.

Leaning against a wall while her panting breath slowed, Jessica laughed. “You think it’s over, bitch? I’m going to get a lot more fun out of you.” She grabbed Lisa’s tied hands an attached them to a hoist, probably used for loading coaches. Leaving Lisa dangling painfully, her feet barely brushing the ground, Jessica dressed and left.

A moment later, she was back, leading her horse. She reached over and tugged at the hoist’s rope. The pulleys shrieked and Lisa shrieked with them as she was raised even higher.

“John may have been a bastard, but he was my brother. You owe me for him.”

She deftly manoeuvred her horse under Lisa, dodging the helpless cowgirl’s flailing kicks. Her saddle horn was straight and thin, smooth and rounded. Lisa wondered at the odd design, not dreaming its purpose.

“You’re a hot piece of ass. I bet men drool over you all the time as you ride past in those tight pants. Well, they’ll have their chance, ‘cause from now on you’re going to whore for me. I’m going to get money off anyone who wants your tight little cunny, and they can do what they like, so long as they don’t mind me watching.”

She let go of the rope and Lisa screamed as she dropped. Jessica’s aim was perfect and she fell straight onto the saddle horn, her wait thrusting it into her pussy.

“’cept the handsome ones, of course.” Jessica continued as if nothing had happened. “Them, I’ll save for myself. And don’t think I won’t be taking my own share of your body, hon, ‘cause you’ll be eating plenty more o’ my pussy.” She grinned cruely at the cowgirl’s distress, as Lisa wriggled on the spike that was brutally impaling her. “And now, we’ll take a little ride into town, to show off the goods.”

“Not like this?!” Lisa was painfully aware she was still completely nude except for the ropes tying her hands. She shifted nervously, and almost cried out at the hard presence of the saddle horn moving inside her.

“Oh yes. I heard a fellow back east saying advertising’s the key to any trade.” Jessica swung into the saddle behind Lisa, reaching round her to grip the rains. She kicked the horse’s flanks, and it galloped out of the barn.

The journey into town was a hellish ordeal for Lisa. The leather cock inside her bucked with the horse’s movements, ramming into her harder than any man could. It hurt, but again she found herself shockingly turned on. Near the end of the journey, the artificial fucking became too much to bear and she came, crying out despite her best efforts to hide it.

Jessica laughed, cruelly. “I knew you were a slut, girl. Ah, look, we’re here.”

She slowed as she entered the town, her horse walking down the main street. The townsfolk watched, goggle-eyed at the nude blond being paraded in front of them. Lisa burned with embarrassment – and arousal. The knowledge that her humiliation was turning her on filled her with shame, and that only made it worse. She lowered her head, trying not to see the people around her. She knew they could see her juices staining the saddle, and hoped they couldn’t tell that more was still flowing from her.

Jessica reigned her horse in infront of the saloon, and viciously tweaked Lisa’s nipple. “Now, I’ve got me here a prime piece of grade A whore-flesh, and I’m willing to rent it out at a mighty reasonable price – to anyone who wants it, and for anything. But I’ve heard this little slut’s something of a hero round these parts, saw off a bandit gang or some such, so I’ll make a deal: if all you guys respect her enough that you ain’t going to pay to fuck her, well, I’ll let her go. Can’t say fairer than that.”

Lisa froze, sudden hope flowing through her.