The sacrificial lamb

Later that night Lisa went past each room and one by one unchained each pair of women before leading the procession downstairs single file. She was confident none would try to run but she carried her pistol just in case, pausing on the final landing and using it to wave them ahead.

The group's concerned murmuring ceased as they turned into the dimly lit common room and spotted the waiting bandits. About twenty men stood silently, watching the women who stood frozen looking back until Lisa's voice urged them on. "Come on ladies don't mill about." she said loudly as she ushered them into the room and up against a wall. "Tonight's a special occasion see, an you all have front row seats."

The women's fear was palpable as they stared across into the leering gazes of the bandits, a collective gasp coming when Lisa once more broke the silence as she walked between them and the pack of bandits.

"Ya see ladies, ya already know things are different now, but this ain't the end of it. Not by a long shot. Y'all belong to the Black Lynchers now, one way or another... but even in that there's a right way, or a wrong way."

Lisa glanced over at the bandits with a smirk before turning to the women. "Lucky for y'all, we've got a volunteer ta show ya all the right way... right here and now." She said triumphantly, breaking into a grin and behind her the men chuckled softly. The women shifted nervously on their feet as Lisa grinned at them, casting furtive glances between each other, clearly curious who Lisa could mean.

Lisa called out to the group, a sweet softness creeping into her tone. "Come on over darlin'. Don't be scared now... I'll be here ta help ya through this and when yer done, everything will be alright." She put emphasis on the word 'everything' knowing it should touch the right nerve just right.

After a moment's hesitation, Belle slowly stepped forward, a tentative first step followed by a slightly more confident second. A few low grunts of approval could be heard from the men as her mother's voice came in a strangled plea, "No!", but Lisa shot the woman a glare that shut her up instantly. Belle stepped into Lisa's embrace and as the gang slut held the young woman tight she hummed in a comforting tone. "Well done love. These boys have promised to be gentle... to treat you right. If any of 'em hurt ya I'll have their balls I will." she cast them a playful scowl over Belle's shoulder.

Lisa released the young woman and gave her an encouraging nod. "Go on now... take it off." and Belle slowly began to lift her simple shift up and off over her head revealing her naked body beneath. Her little mound of short fluff had a tinge of red just like her hair and her pink nipples stood firm from her perky young breasts. A stunned silence had fallen over the common room and Belle moved as if in a trance. That was until she was shocked out of it by the loud scraping sound of a heavy, round table being dragged across the floor. She cringed and trembled slightly as two men deposited the table right beside her before stepping back into the crowd.

Lisa looked to Belle, her expression kind as she motioned to the table with a nod. On shaky legs Belle hoisted herself up onto table and moved into a sitting position, legs dangling over the edge. It was mercifully well worn from decades of use, the wood smooth against her bare bottom and as she shuffled herself into a comfortable position she happened to glance over at the line of women. At her mother. Belle could see the horror on her face, see her eyes wet with tears as she mouthed the word 'no' again and again. Belle winced and looked away, her gaze falling to the leering men who were hungrily eyeing her naked body and immediately her mother was forgotten.

Sensing the girl's trepidation, Lisa moved to Belle's side, stoking her arm gently before guiding her down onto her back in a lying position. "Just relax love..." her voice came in a hushed whisper from above as she stroked Belle's cheek. "This will be the best night o' yer life if ya let it..."

Lisa then spoke to the onlooking women. "Sweet Belle here has offered to give herself to the gang. Accepted her place. This is the right way." she flashed them a lascivious grin as a strained sob came from Belle's mother. "Now yer all gonna watch what happens. I see any o' ya lookin away an' we're also gonna see the wrong way tonight, if ya get my meaning."

A few of the women nodded while the rest looked on in stunned silence. Good enough, Lisa reckoned. With that she nodded to the men and two stepped forward to loom over Bella who squirmed slightly as she stared up at them.

Up close the bandits were even scarier. Their worn, scarred faces covered in stubble, their muscled, hairy arms... the smell of sweat that clouded the air around them. All of it filled Belle with terror and yet she felt her body responding as they stared down at her hungrily. She felt her nipples and pussy tingle with anticipation.

A jolt shot through Belle's body as Lisa stroked her cheek, "Relax darlin'. They won't hurt, promise." With that Lisa gave them one final nod and the pair reached out to stroke the young woman's soft, white flesh. Belle let out a muted whimper, her whole body trembling as Lisa continued to stroke her cheek comfortingly.

This was it... Belle was about to become a woman.