The Libertine and the Gunslinger
We were at the beginning of the nineteenth century, the place was one of the most famous Saloons of the Old West and the dancer on stage was the most beautiful courtesan and ordered from there. It was a lush, sensual woman whom men unfolded in pampering. His fame spread to the region and not missing him gentlemen behind its beauty and its services. It was always presented with jewelry and expensive clothes.
She was on stage ... I danced like nobody. His perfect ways, her sensuality and the way he used the body in dance, charmed everyone. full breasts and exposed a generous neckline, long hair and the color of fire, full mouth adorned by a lush red lipstick, made men to bow at his feet.
It was envied by other women in the place, since her beauty was unsurpassed. Some were content to serve those who did not receive the grace of such a beautiful woman. Further, in a game of intrigue and seduction, they tried in every way to destroy the image that had been created around it.
Who saw it, a sexy game of pleasure through dance, I could not forget it. Men not lacked. Smile always aberto..os was fondly. Heard them in their problemas..sentia to a certain pity the men who resorted to it, unhappy because they can not love and be faithful to their wives.
The dance was over. The applause echoed throughout the hall. In the first row, a man sitting right in front with a cowboy hat. Serious look and indecipherable, with striking shadows around the eyes. Safe. It was not pretty, but its rustic appearance and striking eyes were impassive. Seeing him, the eyes of the courtesan flashed. He was there, like every night. Another dancer now beginning their number. The men still looked with covetous eyes, already disputed. But it was not yet her time choosing the one to whom she would give pleasure and comfort.
Down the stage stairs with panting heart. He ran through the corridors of the hall in a hurry. We come to your room. Erron Black was already there. She closed the door behind him, the cowboy came over, kissed her fury and tossed in bed. With what he had on hand, he tied his ankles to the bed legs and hands up in the head. He pulled the neckline of her dress, leaving her exposed full breasts. He lifted the long skirt and her underwear, pulling her panties.
She walked away. He sat in a cozy chair in front of her to look. He examined it silently. It was his property. The men had for a few moments of small pleasures, but Erron had forever. She still, esperava..ansiava the outlaw. His chest heaved a heavy breathing. His desire surfaced of her sex. He, realizing grew closer again, took off the belt holding his pants and forthwith gave him the first belted. She cried, moved fearing others.
He still furious, gags his mouth with a handkerchief that he uses on the face. Look it, caresses her face, kisses light his face and then gives you a slap in the face. The slap noise echoes in the room. The surprise makes the tears fall from her eyes in absentia. He realizes and gives his laugh already so well known for it. He lies down beside her on the bed. She feels her body trembling with desire and passion.
Begins to slide his hands all over her body, making her shiver. Arrives in the breasts, plays with her nipples and they entumescidos demonstrate their desire. Grab a nipple and squeeze it strong as well, twisting it about to make her let out a muffled cry for the handkerchief in her mouth. He does the same with the other. Again the muffled cry. He then bites them hard leaving her totally given to that feeling of pain and pleasure.
The hand touches her sex, feeling her wetness. Erron exploits with his fingers, seeking to clarify the ownership it has on it. She stilled, waiting, feeling pleasure, chill it causes him. It invades your intimate with the authority it deserves. She sighs, rebola in bed, trying to show him how you like, whatever. But Erron stop immediately, get up and walk away from it.
It again waits. Waiting for his tormentor. He who through the pain causes him so much pleasure. Can not live without the gunman. It is your slave ... captivates him who dominates with just a glance. Those men out there have your body, use it for your pleasures. But his soul, his heart and his pleasure only belong to him.
Taking it from your thoughts, Erron Black to untie, pluck him all the clothes and playing on the floor. Showing her legs and she knows what to do. Take your cowboy boots, socks and begins to lick them as proof of their submission to him. Erron the look, she spends her tongue around his foot. Passes from one foot to the other. Lick the soles, fingers one by one, showing all his obedience that gesture. He smoothes his hair, while the pull toward him.
Suddenly a knock at the door. It opens and two women enter. She knows them. They are two dancers brothel. Two of his troubles there. Tries to hide the naked body, but in vain. Hands not cover all of it and feeling embarrassed, tries to hide as you can.
Women without even noticing it, run to arms him with shrieks and groans. The kiss and the hug in great hubbub and He kisses them cheeks, pinches their asses and 3 fall in bed laughing. No one cared about her presence there. And she, angry, gets up and goes in search of his clothes. Before reaching them, he is already in front of her, slapping her hard and playing on the floor again. It falls awkwardly and he comes over and with his feet, opens her legs. She hears the snickers of derision girls and feel a strong desire to run away.
But she knew there was no point trying. He was a prisoner of the man. And to be honest with herself, she had no desire to loosen these bonds. He saw the girls again pull him to bed. One tried to take his vest, another pants. He had fun with them and soon were also bare.
She, embarrassed, frightened and angry, looked at the scene, which grew stronger every minute. Those women embraced and kissed passionately, unabashedly. He let himself be carried away by them groaning, they gave scandalous squealing and laughing loudly. The desire grew between them. She could tell the member of the Lord, ready for them.
He noted that one of them kissed passionately. His hands caressed her breasts. The other, not reluctant to grab the wiry member if gorging on taste the man who pleased her. She could not bear to see it. It was too humiliating, but how to explain the horny that scene caused her?
Before His pleasure gushed forth, He did get four in bed and possessed with fury. The woman moaned made bitch in heat and he more and more penetrated with strong thrusts. The other woman looked and played. You could see his desire fuir of her sex. At that time, the beautiful courtesan realized his desire also eluded him, trickling down her legs. I wanted to play, but the shame did not allow him.
Once the cowboy was satisfied, he lays down on the bed and a sign of it, they went down from the bed and started dancing. It was a sensual dance and erotic, provocative and they did it beautifully. Jealousy grew inside her, but saw how much it delighted to his man. He wanted to get up and dance. After all, she was the favorite of homens..Era she who more the enchanted with their dance. These women were beginners and not be compared to it. But as always, he did not move, just watched.
The dance took place for a long time and the gunslinger, admired, already excited again. That's when Erron sat on the bed, the other woman approached and back sat, leaving penetrate him. The other continued to dance and the two excited, stood there in the sex and desire dance. One man who dominated with a simple look, this time was given over to pleasure, in the hands of the dancer who was captive of desire. And she knew that, because he looked at the beautiful courtesan and smirked.
Wiggled, was uncontrollable movements leaving the fully delivered that immoderate pleasure. He caressed her breasts and groans were growing up to break the pleasure of explosion involving the room. The dancer continued his erotic steps and the two left to fall prostrate.
Tears ran down her face, now without her trying to stop them. Ever seen so delivered to the pleasure. So out of control at that moment. That woman went crazy and it showed. Cried now compulsively. When he realized that he approached her and made her lie down on the bed again tied it as the beginning, leaving the exposed. I could not not notice the air of debauchery and shame those women consumed.
There was a knock on the door again and the command of the outlaw, it opened. It was one of the officials Salloon accompanied by a highly intoxicated man, scruffy and smelly. Bearded, with a cigar in his mouth smelly. When you see the naked girls, opened his eyes and was tottering toward Them, but was barred by the Lord that made the bed where she was.
When the beautiful courtesan realized what was happening, he began to struggle like crazy. She tried to scream, but the scarf prevented. Anger washed over her. The man, helped by the Lord, came close to the bed and threw himself on top of her eager to indulge yourself, causing you a great nausea. With that bad breath of mouth, beard to scratch his skin, tore her gag tried to kiss her. He stuck his tongue in her mouth, a kiss smeared with saliva smelling of alcohol. She dodged as best he could.
Like an animal, he began to touch her body with his mouth, hands. Awkwardly the effect of drunkenness, he played with brutality. She could hear the laughter of the women who were still in the room and saw the Lord approaching the bed, opening further her legs and exposing it to the man, who did not hold back and fell on top of her clothes and tudo..Ao sound many laughs, the women helped the man to take off his clothes and after that, he entered the courtesan, giving clumsy lunges and causing immense pain.
After he met the man yet touched the whole body, bit her breasts and nipples, she came to her sex and her tongue, licked, penetrated. With your fingers away from the labia and licked from the anus to the clitoris. She struggled with disgust and others in the room laughed uproariously.
The man, happy, rose, dressed with the help of women and left the tottering room and grateful. She cried embarrassed, humiliated, painful, while women dressed and took leave of the Lord, with hugs, kisses and pats on the ass. Erron approached, gently wiped her tears, untied it, removed the gag and in his ear said, now you know who the boss of you are not? Will always and all I have. Get up, take a bath, dress to the nines and get back to work.
And he left the room, closing the door behind him.
She again on stage ... dancing with soft and sensual movements, leading all men to the ovation. Already they fought. Gentlemen rich and influential. All they paid small fortunes to have it for a few hours. But no she gave her heart and soul. She belonged to him. Lord of their wishes, your desires and your life. It The wait forever.
Original Title:
A Libertina de Alma Cativa
