Interrupted

As Lisa stood over the trio of rapists, gun pointed at the ringleader, it was her momentary hesitation that ultimately proved her downfall. As her trigger finger began to squeeze she was brutally interrupted by a heavy wooden chair crashing into the back of her skull. Her pistol went off as she toppled to the ground, the bullet pinging up into the ceiling harmlessly and before she knew what had happened she was set upon by several men who piled on top of her, pinning her to the ground.

As Lisa's vision began to clear, her head swimming in the second concussion of the night, Abe's familiar face came into view, his yellow-toothed grin leering down at her.

"Weren't satisfied with jus tha three o' us eh lass?" he spat at her. "Well yer in luck... reckon there be plenty o' fellas here wouldn't mind givin ya a good seein to..."

Abe looked around the saloon theatrically before asking the room, "Whadda ya say lads?"

A cheer went up as Lisa was hoisted aloft and she was unceremoniously carried upstairs and into one of the rooms for hire. She was thrown face down into the dusty sheets, the tired old bed creaking beneath her as she landed before many hands made short work of her clothes, tearing them off as she struggled helplessly. Suddenly she was completely naked, face buried in the stale smelling sheets and pinned down by unseen men, their lewd remarks and harsh laughter adding insult to the shame Lisa already felt at her predicament.

Lisa cried out in protest as she felt someone position themselves behind her, gripping her thin waist with calloused hands before lining up their cock with her battered pussy, her tight entrance offering some resistance despite her recent **** and the lubrication it left her with. It only took a little effort though, the man grunting as he thrust himself forward and pressed past her opening, the thick cock sliding deep into her, filling her tunnel. Lisa's cries were muffled by the bedding and soon, once the man had settled into a steady rhythm, they ceased completely. To Lisa's shame, the man's steady pounding eventually started to feel pleasurable. The way he slid almost completly from her, his tip only just penetrating her, before slamming back in deep and rocking her entire body had ignited a spark of pleasure deep in her core and she found herself waiting eagerly for each thrust. She didn't even notice that she had started grunting softly, her back arched as she eagerly awaited each deep thrust.

The man gripped Lisa's hips tight and let out a low growl, his cock pulsating rapidly inside Lisa's cunt as he unloaded deep into her. When he slipped his length from her Lisa let out a disappointed whimper which elicited a chuckle from a number of men in the room.

"Don't worry darlin'" came a croaky voice from somewhere behind her, "We'll look after ya."

Lisa sensed the men change positions and somebody new take their place behind her. This cock felt thicker, but shorter, the length of it slipping into her cum-soaked cunt easily as it's owner quickly found his pace. Close as she was it didn't take long before Lisa felt her inner walls clenching tight around the pistoning rod, her grunts becoming louder and louder until her body tensed.

"Fuck... fuck... FUCK!!!!" Lisa screamed as she experienced her first ever non-mastabatory orgasm. The man fucking her did not slow down, pounding away at her relentlessly, his hips slapping against her rear as wave after wave of pleasure cascaded over Lisa. So overwhelming was her climax that Lisa did not even hear the laughter and cruel remarks the men rained down on her as she came. She was also unaware that her cries had carried downstairs, her obvious pleasure enough to lure several more men up to her - those who did not have the stomach for **** but were not above fucking a willing whore for free if given the chance.

The man fucking Lisa buried himself inside her deep and yelled out a humiliating "Yeee-hawww", slapping her on the ass as hard as he could as he shot his load deep into her womb. When he slipped free of her, Lisa's cunt felt painfully empty, a thick stream of cum dribbling from her pulsing hole. She was not left empty for long however as almost immediately another man stepped up to take his turn. Lisa couldn't believe how good it felt, how right it was to be filled, to be fucked. As the wet slapping sounds of her defilement filled the room she felt as though she could stay like this forever, drowning in a sea of pleasure. It was just as well, as the group of men waiting for their turn to use her was large and still growing, a line having formed outside the door. It was going to be a very long night.