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Lisa was almost disappointed to learn that she would have no more visitors that night. Jimmy was even too embarrassed to look at her let alone sit with her, hiding behind the door as he relayed the news. With a frustrated sigh she flopped onto the bed and mulled over the day's events. It wasn't as bad as it could have been, she figured - sure, the sheriff was disgusting but Jimmy was sweet and the creepy pastor may just be her way out. Hopefully he would be back again soon.

As Lisa lay lost in her thoughts the sounds of sex coming from nearby rooms gradually began to invade her consciousness. Rhythmic banging and grunting, cries and moans met her ears regularly and once she focused on it she became acutely aware of her own arousal. Despite her intensely sexual day she had found no release and now that she was all alone she felt compelled to rectify the situation. She lay on her back and spread her thighs wide, then began to stroke her sensitive slit. She had still not come to terms with her new womanhood, her once virginal orifice now something different. Something more.

Lisa shuddered as she traced her delicate fingertips over her moist folds before slipping a slender finger inside and pushing it deep. She felt so different now, new nerves never before realised now firing off pleasurably. Soon she was finger fucking herself furiously, her own rapid breathing and soft grunts of pleasure mingling with the sounds of rutting all around her, a perfect soundtrack to the debauched imagery flashing through her mind. She remembered how she had felt fucking all those men at the saloon, after she had let go and accepted her fate. How wonderfully free if felt to be used, to be appreciated... to be fucked.

A soft cry escaped her lips as she came, clarity coming to her instantly as her pussy still throbbed and twitched, her mind awash with pleasure as it then flooded with shame. What was she doing? What had she become? The reality of her situation hit her - she was quickly becoming not just a whore, but a willing slut and if she didn't escape soon she might just lose herself forever. These thoughts kept her awake long after her arousal had subsided and her sleep, when it came was full of troubling dreams.