A different raid

The girl is forced to be a slave to all the men, whenever and wherever they want. She is also their work slave and one of her jobs is to fetch water every morning so that Impale-Her can wash.

One sunny morning as she is walking to the river to fetch her water, a large red hand is suddenly thrust across her mouth and she is pulled back against a huge male body. “Quiet, white girl, or you will feel the wrath of the Apache warrior, instead of the degradation of your Arapahoe masters,” a deep voice says.

She silently nods her head that she understands and will be quiet. As she finishes nodding the huge Indian’s hands wander down her side and around to cup her quivering breasts. His fingers pluck her nipples and a small moan escapes from her mouth as his fingers continue their soft and gentle rape of her shuddering flesh.

“You have been abused by those evil ones. But, I will show you what a real man can make you do and feel after we are finished killing those scum that have raided our village and stolen our women for the last time,” he promises.

“Then you will feel my hard cock slide into your waiting pussy and feel my tongue take you on a journey you have yet to travel. Then I will share you with my blood brother and as he takes your willing and hot cunt, I will fill your mouth with the cum of a real Indian. The two of us will show you such things that you will always wish to stay with us and fill your three holes with Apache cock.”

"Is this what you want, or should I return you to the Arapahoe scum to die with them?"