The sun beating down on you.

Your eyes flutter open to see the slowly moving tree branches above you, your moving. You can hear the sound of wheels turning and to your side the wooden siding of a cart.

They must of picked you up when they packed in the morning. Siting up you look down at your body a thin blanket is I've you your clothes are I'm a little pile near your feet. Your coated with a thin crusty layer of dry cum a small trickle is still coming out of your pussy, you reach up and touch your hair. It matted and dirty the seamen gluing the dirt to your hair.

"Hey the hookers up" one of the men from last night is walking behind the cart but you don't recognize him, must have come after you passed out. "Don't expect so much business on a normal day lass, right now your just the only game in town, still you've got some nice aspects you'll sell enough to make it worth it. Seeing you this fucked up is getting me going again here let's have another quickly"

He starts to climb on the cart with you. You try to say your to tired that you don't want more, but your voice is shot, your tired throat just gets a croak out and he takes that as an invitation.

"Wow you are a real mess aren't you I only dropped by half way through the night, you were stuffed full but man your dirty" he grabs your legs and lifts them, you wince in response your hips are in rough shape with all that pounding you probably can't stand yet. "Your pussy is darker too was still pink when I got it, doesn't matter though all you pros your slits turn black after long enough" after that he slams him self into you "still tight though" and he begins to grind in and out. Your still so sore you wish he would stop you just want to sleep again. After awhile he cums inside you slapping your tummy when he's done.

He pulls up his pants and drops some coins in a rather stuffed looking bag next to you, wow at least the e all been paying you. You nod of again someone brings you food and then takes a turn with you but your mostly left alone to nap.

By the evening your able to stand so while they set up camp so you shamble to a small brook so you can wash and finally get some cum off you. The cum is only dripping out of you now. You think a lot is still trapped in your womb from the bloated feeling you have but squeezing you vaginal mussels isn't doing any good and scooping water to wash in there isn't stopping the drip. You scrub you hair and body as you do so an aura of goo drips away down stream, you can see the strands on the top of the water. You hope some young lady isn't down stream like yourself scrubbing with the second hand sperm.

Finaly as clean as your going to be you look back at camp. You can just leave now cut your losses and go somewhere else or on ahead to reach the baggage train first, if you go back you know the same thing is going to be done to you, but all your money is back there and they will just give you more.