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Subject: {ASSM} 'Till Death We Will Ride (M+F/F Brand, Whip, anal, semi-cons)
Date: Sun,  5 Aug 2001 23:10:01 -0400
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'Till Death We Will Ride...
By Kryptik Kruiser

	Jane was estatic... she had been waiting for this moment her whole
life. Today was her final day of tests, the day she would finally
become part of the most secretive, but also most prestigious, riding
groups in North America. They were a group of cowboys and cowgirls who
had no official name, but were known mostly as the "Bar No Holds"
association. This name came about because they were the hardcores of
hardcores, as said their motto: "'Till Death We Will Ride." She had to
attend countless classes in riding, roping, cattle handling,
everything related to riding and the outdoor. She'd had to ride with
all sorts of outfitters and packers to gain experience, working the
lowest jobs ever. But she'd made it here.

	She'd first been accepted to their riding school 2 years ago. Ever
since then it had been hard riding lessons, long trips, plenty of
broken bones, A few good romps with the cowboys... it was a good time.
Jane was the all-out cowgirl, probably coming from her up-bringing on
a ranch. It was a tough life, she'd learned a lot of things the hard
way... like why not to chase the calves around when their mothers are
watching, or why horses are not just vehicles. She fell in love with
horses and riding, and ever since she heard about Bar no Holds it had
become her goal to become a member. Mind you, it's not easy. Even if
you do make it into the riding school, you have to pass all sorts of
tests. You have to be the toughest of the toughest. And especially for
all the aspiring cowgirls, you had to show you could tough it out as
well as the guys.

	But she'd made it through all that, and here she was, the final
night. First, some sort of initiation. She knew nothing about it, and
no matter which cowboy she fucked she couldn't find out anything. So
here she was, blindfolded and locked in a room in one of the barns,
waiting for someone to come out and get her. She could hear the
occasional hoot and holler, but the room was soundproof for the most
part. Finally, two men swung the door open and lifted her to her feet,
taking her outside. She could hear a few whistles and shouts, but
couldn't see from where with the blindfold on. She could hear a man
speak.

	"Welcome, Jane, to initiation night. This is the night you will be
brought into our association, on one condition. You must make it
through this initiation. The point is to truly make sure you can cut
it right up there with all the tough cowboys. Also, to see if you have
the guts it takes to be a part of us. You must follow every
instruction without hesitation, or you will not pass, and you will not
make it in. Is that understood?"

	Confidently, She replied: "Yes."

	"Good then! let it begin!! Men, remove her blindfold!"

	Her blindfold was removed, and she saw she was standing before at
least 50 other members. A Man behind her started barking out
instructions:

	"First, you are going to stand over there, facing that hitching bar!"

	Jane walked over to the bar, stood up against it.

	"Now, remove your boots and pants"

	She was rather shocked at this one, and began to hesitate, but
remembered the man's warning about following instructions. 'How bad
could it be?' she thought as she removed her tight jeans, getting
several hmms and haws from the crowd. Before she knew it, however, the
two men who brought her out were quickly on either side of her. They
bent her over the bar, tying her arms to another bar at the bottom,
and tying a rope around her waist to the bar. Next they roughly ripped
down her underwear, leaving her virtually naked from the waist down.
They then tied her ankles to the bottom bar.

	"Now, we are going to do two things. We are going to test your pain
threshold and you're dedication, and we're going to mark you as an
initiate to our organization. How do we do this? why with a simple
brand of course!"

	Jane frantically looked over her shoulder, and saw the man take an
iron out of the fire and start approaching her with it. She tried to
struggle, but she was tied down tightly. The man warned her once more
about having to pass the initiation, then quickly pressed the hot iron
onto her left ass cheek. Jane screamed. Louder than she ever had
before. She couldn't recall feeling this much pain in her life. But
she was a tough girl, and she was determined to prove it. She was
going to fight this through to the end. She was cut free of her bonds,
and she heard the man yell: "Bring the horse!"

	They walked out a huge black horse, a real mean looking one. With a
saddle made out of rough leather, with something attached to it. As it
got closer, she made it out: a huge penis shaped leather object. She
couldn't believe that this could be happening. The man spoke again:

	"Next, you are going to mount this horse, making sure you insert the
phallus as deeply into your cunt as possible! you will sit fully on
the saddle, so that your new brand will rub on the rough leather! You
will then ride it to the next field, where you will endure the next
part! Are you ready?"

	Jane was just about to say no and give up, but she couldn't just give
up her dreams like this... She had gone this far... She meekly nodded
yes, and began climbing up into the saddle, letting out a yelp every
time she stretched her burned ass a wee bit too much. She put the head
of the leather penis at the entrance to her dry cunt, and seeing no
other way,  just let herself fall, impaling herself on it. She
screamed as the huge thing invaded her, nearly tearing her apart. She
screamed even more when her branded ass contacted the rough leather
saddle. She sat there for a few minutes trying to get used to the
pain, then slowly got the horse moving toward the next clearing.

	It took about 5 minutes of horrible pain in her entire midsection to
finally reach the clearing. When she finally made it, Her cunt was raw
from the leather object wedged in it, and her ass felt ready to fall
off. But she wasn't prepared for what she saw next. An experienced
looking cowgirl, standing in the field with a huge bullwhip. She
barked a single command:

	"Off with the shirt and bra! Now!"

	She didn't seem to have much choice, so she removed them, leaving her
naked in the cold night, her nipples hardening from the crisp air. The
woman let the bullwhip out to full length, and shouted more
instructions.

	"Now listen up, i'm gonna make your big tits there hurt like you've
never felt before! If you don't think you can handle it, turn that
horse around and leave. But if ya can, put your hands on your head.
You will then count each stroke as i give it to you, and recite our
motto!"

	Jane sure as hell wasn't turning back, so she put her hands on top of
her head and waited. The woman took aim, and...

	*SNAP* Jane screamed as her right breast was hit right on the bottom,
making it lift up, and come back down right on the nasty red welt that
had formed. "Ooone! 'Till Death We Will Ride!!"

	*SNAP* She tried to twist away as the whip caught the bottom of her
left breast, having the same effect as the right. She said between
sobs: "T-t-two! 'Till Death We Will Ride!!"

	*SNAP* This time it was on the outside of her right breast, leaving a
horrible welt and causing her to scream even louder. "Th-h-hree!
T-tilll Deat-t-th we will r-ride!"

	*SNAP* The inside of her left breast. This brought new levels of
pain, she screamed and shook as sobs racked her body. "F-f-foourr..
t-t-till d-deat-th w-w-we wil-l-l rid-d-de"

	*SNAP* This one landed directly on her right nipple, causing her so
much intense pain that she almost fell right off the horse. She was
bawling and screaming nonstop, barely being able to squeak out a quick
"F-ffiv-ve, t-tilll death-h-h-h w-w-weee w-i-i-illll ri-dddde."

	*SNAP* The hardest one yet landed right on her left nipple, drawing
blood and almost making her pass out. She was beyong screaming, she
just whispered out a quiet "six... til... death... we... will...
ride..."

	The woman set down her whip and patted the horse in the side of the
head, and it turned around, heading back toward the ranch. Jane was in
so much pain all over that she couldn't feel anything specific like
the branding, or pussy nearly bleeding from being so abused by the
huge leather cock, or the pools of blood forming on her tits from the
whip cuts. The one thing she did notice, however, was that all they
cowboys back at the ranch were standing in a half circle, all without
pants, all with their rock-hard cocks pointing right at her. She would
have tried to turn the horse right around right then, but she was too
worn out from her previous ordeals. All she could do was let events
unfold.

	As her horse entered the circle, it stopped, and 2 men roughly pulled
her off the sadde, making her scream and buck as her brand was
scraped, her tits were bounced around, and the huge cock was ripped
from her pussy. She was brought over to a low hitching bar, and tied
over it much like before, but she was in a position that much
resembled the doggy style she was quite familiar with. She looked up,
and saw a cowboy walk up to her with one of the hugest cocks she had
ever seen in her life. He walked around behind her, and roughly stuck
his finger directly into her virgin asshole. His finger was full of
some sort of grease, so she knew exactly what was about to come. She
started screaming even more and trying to pull away as he dug his
spurs into her calves, positioning the head of her cock right at her
tight little hole. She could do nothing but scream and cry as he
rammed the whole thing into her ass, splitting her open... it was all
a blur after that, she couldn't recall how many different guys fucked
her ass, or her cunt, or her mouth... She was only sustained by the
fact that when it was over, she would finally be a member for life.
And the most distinct memory of the whole ordeal was all the cowboys
standing around while she was being brutally fucked, chanting the
motto: "Till death we will ride."

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This has been an original story by Kryptik Kruiser. Any questions or
comments can be sent to k_kruiser@hotmail.com

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