She begs

Lisa slid from the wagon and took a step, the simple act causing immense pain through her entire body. Her welts and bruises were one thing, but whatever Bill the brute had done to her insides felt like she had been torn apart. There was no way she was walking out of here and she desperately needed medical attention, or at least clean water to wash her wounds. Some to drink wouldn't go astray either she realised as she struggled to swallow before speaking up once more.

"Please. I'll die if you leave me here... take me with you and I'll do whatever you want." she pleaded, her voice cracking and wavering.

The bandit leader appeared unmoved, continuing to walk away without looking back however to Lisa's relief, one of his goons stepped forward, hand moving to his crotch which he grabbed suggestively.

"She can ride with me boss." he called over his shoulder as he looked Lisa over. "Providin she pays her way." He gave her a lewd wink and she gulped, her dry throat making the act difficult beneath the hot midday sun.

"Fine ya sick fuck, but be quick about it. The rest 'o ya, loot the corpses and check the wagon. Then we ride..." the leader called back.

Lisa's saviour approached, unbuckling his trousers as he came, his eyebrow raising in question and Lisa found herself nodding her agreement. She needed his help... this was a small price to pay.

When his half-erect member flopped free Lisa gasped, it was thick and angry looking, a shimmer of sweat visible on the dark thatch of hair above it. Wrinkling her nose she held up a hand, "Please, do you have some water? My mouth is so very dry."

The bandit laughed at this, revealing several missing teeth beneath his bushy moustache. "Well we can't have that, can we..." he chuckled, "But no water darlin, just whiskey."

He pulled a flask from his belt and tossed it to her, Lisa catching it awkwardly in shaky hands. She hurriedly took a swig, the powerful **** burning her throat but mercifully providing some much needed lubrication. The bandit took the flask from her and tossed it aside before gently pushing her back down onto the wagon's edge. In a moment the bandit's cock was in Lisa's face, his hand gripping her hair as he guided it to her lips.

"Don' worry love... this'll be quick but it'll get ya yer ride. I'll punch yer ticket proper later. Now open up."

Unable to protest, Lisa complied and the bandit's thick cock slid between her lips. It tasted foul - salty and bitter but fortunately for the cowgirl he didn't seem too intent on forcing her to take it in deep. Instead he was content for her suckle at the tip while he stroked himself, his member now rock hard and already twitching.

"Boss says we gotta move out so this is just a taste..." the bandit grunted between increasingly staggered breaths. "Get ya cleaned up at camp and I'll give ya a proper seein to..."

Lisa's hands had gone to the man's waist, gripping onto him for balance as she tried to remain still for him. Her occasional soft, wet lick seemed to be all the bandit needed to complement his masturbation as in just a few moments she felt his fat tip pulse and her mouth fill with semen. Instinctively she gulped it down, the man's climax seeming to go on forever as jet after jet spurted into her. After several gulps his geyser ceased and he pulled away, the silence broken only by his heavy breathing and a loud gurgle from Lisa's otherwise empty stomach.

Again the bandit laughed. "Hungry are ya darlin?" he chuckled, "Don' worry, plenny more where that came from."

The man extended a hand and helped Lisa to her feet, the cowgirl looking away in shame as she followed him to his steed. The others were already mounted, several chuckling at the sight of the broken cowgirl as she approached, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. The bandit helped her to mount, the effort of stretching to get up causing her to whimper in pain. After a few moments of awkward struggle both were ahorse and the gang started out across the plain.

As she was jolted painfully with every movement, her senses filled with the taste of cheap whiskey and cum, Lisa wondered exactly what she had gotten herself into and what awaited her at camp.