Posing and Groping

"Why don't you lay her over your horse facing her round buttocks towards the camera! Show the world that becoming an outlaw just ends with you making a huge arse of yourself!" the photographer said. Getting a laugh out of the crowd, while Amelia screamed into her gag. Yearning more for the gallows by the minute.

She was a fierce and powerful outlaw, why couldn't she have gone out with some god damn dignity? The woman wondered conveniently forgetting that she had her chance to go out in a blaze of glory, and yet when push came to shove she ran. Turning her back on the situation to try and save her ass. Now that ass was being turned to face the camera while the whole crowd watched on. Some getting an angle to see her plump cheeks with her ginger muff peeking out as a bonus. Others saw her front half leaned over the other side of the horse. The comments flying.

"They do hang like udders hehe"

"Right? She's just a cow"

Some girls said making fun of her boobs drooping.

"It's high noon boys and yet there's a full moon out!"

"She may have a ladies derriere but she's no lady"

"Look her quim is out"

Amelia was frozen stiff, unable to accept the situation. Until...

*Flash!*

Suddenly the reality that her fat juicy booty had it's picture taken hit her. She started desperately squirming and yelping.

"Oh calm down!" *Smack!*

Then the feeling of a large hand harshly slapping her pert rear shook through her. The sharp pain stunning her. The crowd went quite too, but for different reasons. Some (mostly women) were holding back laughter, others (mostly men) were transfixed by the sight of the woman's rotund rear rippling like water.

Suddenly as if given an idea an old woman came up and asked Arthur "please Sir, this vile woman and her deplorable gang robbed me of my only child and the riches he carried on his person. May I just get one opportunity to inflict some justice?"

Arthur didn't need to think long. He had seen Amelia abandon here crew, ambush and kill three men by shooting them in the back, killed a dog, and likely would have taken the opportunity to kill him if he hadn't been careful. "Sure thing" he confirmed.

Taking her moment the old woman wound back, as if she was putting all her remaining energy and life **** into this, her frail bony hand slammed down on the bubbly booty like a hammer.

*SMACK!*

Sounding like the crack of a whip, causing Amelia to cry out in pain.

"Hmph serves you right harlot" the old woman yelled before waddling away clutching her wrist, with a smile on her face.

From here the flood gates came loose. Many people asked for a turn to get a feel of the outlaws peachy rear. Seeing another money making opportunity the well dressed photographer leaned over and whispered his idea to Arthur, securing himself a cut of course.

What happened next made Amelia pray to just be taken to jail.

For the next half a day Arthur and the photographer made a quite the killing. Being in a city the people were all relatively well off, so for the insane price of one quarter anyone could touch the girl as they pleased for ten seconds or pose with her for a photo. The price for photos only going up as the photographer was slowly but surely running out of materials. Amelia was mentally defeated by the end of the day.

Her white ass had turned a bright red from all the slapping, pinching, and groping. Her large boobs not much better as the men spent much of their time roughly fondling them, and many women ruthlessly pinched her sensitive nipples.

Then there were all the poses. Men taking pictures with their faces next to her large butt or breast they were holding up with their hands. Then at one point when someone had pointed out the embarrassing fact that she had meticulously trimmed her pubic hair in the shape of an arrow, pointing towards her muff. Someone joking saying that was her way of telling them where to point the camera. And that's just what they did. Picking her up forcing her legs wide they presented her pretty pink pussy to the machine of her nightmares.

By the end of it she was totally despondent as she was tied back onto the horse. Arthurs saddle bags now filled with coins, netting him about as much as a normal bounty. And at this point he had no idea the fortune that was coming his way in the future through his partner ship with the photographer. Making the bounty he was about to cash in seem small.