Split Tails RanchChapter 5
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The drive was like any other I had ever been on. Hot, dusty, filled with stubborn animals who didn’t want to leave their home range. By the third day we had them almost trail broken and life was getting easier. The old brindle cow who had assumed the lead position was up before daylight most days, ready to begin the journey. I decided she would be spared the fate of the others and would bring her home with us. A good lead cow is as valuable as a good hand.
We’d been on the trail for four days when Brad rode up. “We got company. Ten, maybe twelve, dogging us about three miles back. The don’t look friendly.”
We talked it over, and Brad and Carlos kind of drifted away under cover of the dust. They stayed with our new friends, creeping close to camp late that night. Listening intently, they found they were indeed after us, waiting to attack us at a place where there was a narrow pass with high sides. They planned to stampede the cattle over us, knowing we couldn’t get away because of the steep sides. Carlos and Brad drew back, and made plans of their own. No need to make it easy for them. About four in the morning, when even the sentry was asleep, they undid the picket line and took most of their horses, bringing them back and turning them into our remuda. They were pretty good stock, outlaws couldn’t afford to have a slow or weak horse. If they were going to follow us now, they would be walking, and totin’ their saddles.
Carlos kept an eye on them. They were down to four horses, so they sent two riders back to get more mounts. He said the leader shot the sentry down without a chance. After hearing that it would take four days for the men to return with fresh mounts, he followed the two men. Catching up with them the next day, he set up an ambush, got the drop on them, and left them on foot. It would take a week or better for them to fetch new horses if they had to walk. He’d taken their guns, dropping them about an mile out, making them walk back to get them. A mile later he dropped the ammo.
We made it to the train depot, met the Quartermaster, and after he inspected the beeves he wrote out our voucher. I got him to do me a favor and send it on to Big Bend with a patrol who would be in the area, to be delivered to our banker. Captain Ross offered me a contract. Five hundred head a year for five years, the price being whatever was current. It was good deal, so I took it.
Brad came by the office as we were finishing. “Our friends just rode into town.”
I grinned. At least they hadn’t bothered us on the drive. “Good. Let’s go down to the saloon, buy them a drink, shoot the breeze a little.”
The crew, all twelve of us, bellied up to the bar. We watched them through the mirror, as they talked and mumbled to themselves. One of them finally got up and stood behind me.
“You stole our horses, you bastard!”
I turned around, looking him over. He was young, too young for the life he was leading. He fancied himself with a gun, I could tell by the way he wore them low on his hips. I grinned.
“Accusing a man of being a horsetheif is mighty serious business, youngster. I could shoot you out of hand and no one would say a word. You want to tell me why you think I got your horses?”
“We saw them in the corral, asshole.”
“Oh, now besides being a horse thief I’m an asshole. I must be a pretty horrible person. How can you stand to talk to me? If you’re referring to those horses I picked up on the trail, I turned them over to the Captain, telling him somebody might be by to claim them. He seemed mighty interested in a couple of the brands, though. I hope you got your bills of sale.”
This conversation wasn’t going anywhere near the youngster wanted it ot go. He figured he’d be standing over my dead body right about now, but I had kept my hands clear of my guns. “Why don’t you go on over and fetch your horses. I’m sure you got places to be. Let’s say I did take your horses. If I did, it was for your own good. You were about to do something that would not turn out well for any of you. So you got sore feet, big deal. At least the buzzards and skunks ain’t stripping your carcass, which is what would have happened if you’d caught up with us. Consider it doing you a favor and saving you from yourselves.” My crew had fanned out, putting a little space between each other. Brad was by the end of the bar, his everpresent shotgun lying on the counter. The crew the kid was with were caught sitting down, and most of them knew they’d be dead before they could get their guns out. One called out to the kid.
“Let it go, kid. They got us boxed. There’s always another day.”
“Like hell I will!”
I have to say, he was damn fast. What he didn’t expect was me stepping forward, covering the short distance between us before he could bring the pistol to bear. I grabbed his hand and bent it until everyone in the bar heard the crack. Screaming with pain, he went for the other pistol, so I broke the other wrist, tossing his weapons across the room.
“You got sand kid. I think, though, it might be a long time before you can brace another man with a gun. It might be never. You should think seriously about another line of work.”
I looked at the others. “We’re walking out of here now. If you try to follow us, we’ll go to the ridges and pick you off one by one. You might take a message back to Butch Kramer for me. I’m coming for him. He’s got until I get back to my ranch and gather the rest of my boys. Just so you know, there won’t be any talking. We’ll kill you where we find you. Understood?”
The men nodded. The youngster, who had been sobbing with pain, looked up and grinned. “You ain’t got a crew, not no more. Butch and the Preacher decided to pay your ranch a little visit. They’re probably shacked up in that big house right now, enjoying those stuck up bitches. I just wish I was there instead of here. I always wanted me a redhead.”
The world slowed. My vision narrowed, and I could hear my heartbeat. I didn’t realize it, but my crew had their weapons in their hands, thinking about the women who had fed them, clothed them, taught them to dance. They were probably thinking of my daughters, their laughter as they joked with them, the cookies, sandwiches, and lemonade they brought them when they were thirsty and hungry. If ever anybody looked into the eyes of death, it was that bunch, and they knew it.
“Shut up kid! We don’t know that for sure. He’s just talkin’, mister.”
Before he knew it, I had my Remington out, crossed the room, and put the barrel to his balls. He looked like he was going to throw up. “You want to keep them shriveled up balls, you’ll start talking right now. If you don’t, I won’t kill you, but you won’t be a man anymore. If fact, if somebody don’t speak up, I geld the lot of you before I leave.”
Carlos was grinning, a wicked looking knife at the crotch of the youngster. The man with my barrel to his balls couldn’t talk fast enough. “Butch thought it would be a good idea to hit the ranch while you was gone, burn it down, kill or take the women with him. Thought he could get you to agree to a lot to get them back. Maybe even sign over the whole ranch. We ain’t with him because we won’t attack women and children. That’s why he sent us after you.”
“When was he going to attack?”
The man paled, knowing what my response would be when he told me. “Three days ago.”
I pulled the pistol back, noting the man had pissed himself.
“We’re leavin’ now. If any of us see any of you on this range again you’ll be dead. If we catch you alive we will geld you, stick a hot knife to the wound, and let you go. Understand?”
He couldn’t nod fast enough. The youngster, getting brave because Carlos had pulled the knife back, mouthed off. “I’’m going back. Butch promised me that little blond spitfire, and I’m going to enjoy breakin’ her in.”
He knew as soon as he said it he’d just killed himself. The knife in Carlos’s hand flashed, and he fell to the floor screaming, trying to stem the flow of blood from his crotch with his broken hands. Carlos snarled something in Spanish, and Brad was glad to translate.
“He said it would be interesting to see you try anything with a woman now, you little bitch.” I looked down, noticing the severed end of his cock lying in the sawdust. The Captain rushed in about then with half his troopers.
“Can’t talk, Captain, gotta go. See you next year.”
“Hold on there! Somebody needs to tell me what the hell is going on here!”
“Ask the bitch lying on the floor. I have to go, and go now. You wanna charge me with anything, you can do it after I’m done with what I have to do.”
We still had our weapons in our hands. The six troopers were holding their single shot carbines, their pistols still fastened in their holsters. The Captain wisely let us go. Two minutes later all he heard was the thunder of hooves.
We found out later that after he got the story from the bystanders, he immediately dispatched forty men under a lieutenant. Not to arrest me, but for support. They had a snowball’s chance in hell of catching us. We had a full remuda, and we would ride for six hours, change horses, and ride six more, all at a full gallop. We rode eighteen hours before we stopped for six, letting the horses rest while we ate and napped. Not one hand complained, hitting the saddle when I did.
We made the ten day trip in four and a half. I topped the rise to see the house still standing. We all breathed a sigh of relief that turned to horror as we got closer. We found Long Tom first, on a ridge above the bath house. It must have been a hell of a fight, judging from the empty shells. He died with his rifle in one hand and a pistol in the other, both empty. He had a paper in his breast pocket. “Did the best I could. Give Sunshine my rifle. Let Shadow have my knife.”
Sunshine was his nickname for Jessica, Shadow for Sabrina. I started growing cold. His position wasn’t one to cover the ranch. I looked around to see what he was defending, and my eyes fell ont he bath house. I was in the saddle at a gallop before the others knew.
I counted six bodies as I approached. Two had been killed with head shots, just a lump above their shoulders. I knew what could cause that damage. A .410 shotgun loaded with slugs. The rest had bullet wounds, small holes in their chests and head. Jessica’s little rifle. The door to the bath house was open, and I leapt through, both pistols at the ready. There were three more bodies in the changing room. One’s head was a mess but not quite blown off, Sabrina must have been down to birdshot by then. The other two had at least two holes each. They were probably using pistols by now. The concrete floor of the bathhouse was covered in blood, but it was empty. There was huge ache in my heart as I came out, to see the hands ringed around in a defensive formation. We rode slowly down to the ranch, expecting the worst.
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Straight SexThis takes in a heated pool on a cool September night in North Carolina.? My Mistress and I had come home from an intense night of clubbing. Both of our bodies were covered in dried sweat. Once we were inside Mistress told me to change into one of my bikinis and head to the pool and I was allowed to walk on two legs.? I was starting to get nervous at that point because normally Mistress would have me strip naked in front of her and then crawl naked to the pool.? But as the obedient...
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It'd been about three months since Dennis Hunter could say that he didn't believe in the supernatural. He'd grown up in a fairly progressive household, and even then, the more laid back Christian teachings from his parents had never seemed to stick. Luckily for him, he'd avoided having any kind of edgy atheist phase during his high school years but he could remember clearly when he was 5-years-old telling the guy playing Santa Claus whom his mom had taken him to see for pictures that he knew he...
Bisexual*If I mention something and don’t expand on it feel free to comment or message me to write more about that topic! If you would like to help me proof read and edit please reach out!!! 1 - a: Table of Contents 1a - Finding myself and some movies! - June 2003 1b - The Golf Hut 1c - Dressed for the movies 2a - Mom Teaches us About Sex - August 2003 2b* - Golf Outing - Deliberately making my cock hard in front of my dad 3a - The hole in my room growing up 3b* - Sisters friend in the hot...
Holding a penny up, the light from your lamp glints of its side. Time to have some naughty fun! The rules for the penny are simple. Make a wish, and if the penn lands on heads your wish comes true. There are some stipulations though. Someone near you has to make a wish as well, and if then penny lands on tales their wish comes true instead. You can not say what your wish is until after you flip the penny. After your wish is granted, you are allowed to make conditions for your wish. For example,...
I recall a specific time where I told my family I was going to bed early and my mom was yelling at me to take the garbage out before I went to bed. I pretended like I had already taken the garbage and was in fact going to take it out in the morning, however i really had not taken out yet. I had snuck up to “go to bed” which really means I have snuck up stairs to look at porn and stroke my cock. I was completely naked, laying under the covers of my bed, stroking my cock with a really hard and...
My parents hired a women that used to watch us when we needed a babysitter to help them with their portion of the party, her name was Julie. Julie was also hired to make sure my sister and I were not interfering with the party. This way my parents could go around to the other houses and not have to worry about us or the party setup at our house. The goal of hiring Julie was that she had everything setup and had us upstairs and in our room by the time the party showed up at our house, which was...
I grew up playing hockey and had a number of friends that liked to explore our sexuality together. One summer afternoon 4 of my friends and myself, were sitting in my bedroom stroking our cocks and watching porn. We heard a knock on the door and all of a sudden it flew open. It was my sister Amy and her friend, Christy. My sister was wearing a very tight white tube top with very short Jean shorts. Christy was wearing a loose fitting sundress. My sister was built like my mom, large fake...
My mom and dad arrived on a Thursday afternoon and my sister arrived in the early evening the same day. Even though I recently saw my family I was excited to have them visiting me at college! My family is a big ski family and my sister and I have been skiing for as long as I remember. That Thursday was too late to go skiing, however we decided to jump into our bathing suits and hit the hot tub and pool. I remember waiting in the living room for my parents to get their suits on. My sister was...
I didn’t know if they were natural or surgically enhanced. Aunt Gina had blonde hair blue eyes. My step uncle Dan was on the bigger side and has long hair that he wore in a ponytail. He was a old-school Italian and was always very loud and boisterous. He was fun to hang out with and anytime we drank together we always had a great time. Little did I know that this trip was going to be the most fun time I’ve ever had with him! We were able to board the cruise earlier than anyone else because of...
The next day my uncle and I were playing in a poker tournament on the cruise ship. We ended up at the at the final table which took several hours. I ended up knocking him out of the all of the prize money. At this point majority of my family had left the casino area and either headed to the pool or up to the rooms to relax before getting ready for dinner. Uncle Dan mentioned to me that he was going to hit the spa and asked me if I wanted to go to their private spa in the penthouse area. I...
Chapter 6a I clearly was becoming infatuated by my parents sexual experiences and education. I was always looking for ways to find sexual experiences for myself. I had a lot of pretty interesting sexual experiences through the end of my high school career. Once I went to college I slowed down a little bit, I started dating a girl very seriously and we moved in together. My freshman and sophomore year of college were fairly uneventful sexually, as my live-in girlfriend somewhat restricted me...
It had been another long boring day in the office. He had only worked late because it beat being stuck in the rush hour traffic. He had to look on the bright side. He'd got most of his back load of paper work dealt with. Mick turned the setting up on the windscreen wipers. The rain was starting to fall heavily. The road turning treacherous. At least the roads were quiet. As he slowly drove along the street a solitary figure loomed out of the gloom. Hunched over as it ran, it tried to dodge...
There was no way Carl could afford the TV in the shop window in front of him. That did not stop him looking and dreaming. "Maybe if we get promoted." Said the voice next to him wistfully. Carl snorted, "Maybe the Catholics and Protestants will stop trying to kill each other." No sooner had he spoken, than Carl felt a sharp and blinding pain along his shoulder. "FUCKING HELL!" Carl grasped his shoulder with his good arm, as the thrown half brick bounced of his foot. His partner, Dan,...