This story is a continuation of my earlier posting of: "My first experience with the lash". You may either read this as a stand alone story, or first read it's forerunner. Warning. This is a stroke story only for sadists. It is brutal, sadistic and vicious.
This is a short story about a boy from the wrong side of the tracks that has to make his own way in life. As he works hard to get ahead he learns that different people look at life differently.
Badlands and Indian Territory were a dangerous combination. The bounty hunter had no other choice. Not if he wanted to take in a dangerous pair of escaped convicts. There is no turning back until the job is done.
Kip helps her friend and finds things she enjoys. Kip learns about her family and friends. Exposure and enjoying the great outdoors becomes some of her favorite things to do.
I was not impressed when Simon took me to what looked like a warehouse for my birthday surprise, but I had to admit, when the beautiful, near-naked, girls started wrestling, that he had chosen well. When Alan offered me the opportunity to try it I didn't have to think for long.