The Woman With the Black Revolver (normal story)

 (Credits): 

--written by thewriter197 

--employed by Rocklion3000 

--Paid $300 for cowboy writing project 

--This is a piece from the cowboy story I was working on. I have changed the plot  

around a little to make the scene have a more soothing experience. You will read one  

of the scenes from that story with a new concept. The story was written in a script and novel form.

                                                           
               The Woman With the Black Revolver (normal story)

(Scene 2 Part 3: Tata Gets a Slap):

4 meters apart from the horse, Tata stands there in silence. A corpse lie on the ground near her feet. She looks down a shadow alleyway pass. It leads to a religious structure in view. Wind blows on the back of her ears. Hissing the sound of quiet. Her black hair glides with it. Ever so slowly. The revolver is removed. Black and cold metal with the beige hilt. One more spin and then its put away. The cigarette lights in the mouth. Smoke blows outward. She takes a breath and waits. Two men appear. One puts a palm on her ass. One unlucky man.

Tata:  aaaahhh,

[Action]:  Tata turns around to face stranger. Looks at two unarmed men. Then, Holds on the handle of her black revolver.

Rice:  Hi

Tata:  You did that??

Rice:  We were just passing to the bar. Your mistaken miss.

Tata:  You don’t know huh.

Tata:  You see the gun. You see.

Tata:  ………………………………………..

Rice:  Look pretty. We don’t know what your talking about it. Excuse us, we have to leave.

Hector:  Yes, just passing here. Your mind might being playing tricks.  Mind tends to trick people in this desert.

Tata:  I understand. I understand precisely.

[Action]:  Tata puts the gun away and turns. She stands there for a few seconds. Only took them a few seconds to try hitting her ass again. Hector sneaks up.

Tata:  So it you.

Hector:  Uhhh , there something on your shoes. I had to get it off the feet there haha.

Tata:  hahhahahhahah, not funny.

[Action]:  Bang, bang. Smoke escapes the pistol. She breathes out.

Tata:  I would of left you alone if you would of stopped. I don't like being touched by men I don't give permission.

Tata:  ……………………….

Tata returns to her steed. Puts one leg over the saddle and pulls the horse brace. Red eyes dart forward. Short black hair moves slow. She thinks about this job being the last bad job. She's tired of killing people. Its not the peaceful life she wanted when she was a child. These things need a change. Part of her wants to keep robbing people and part of her wants it to stop. Her hips rotate. The horse trots on all four legs. Making a quiet sound and feeling the light dirt beneath it. Her hair blows with the horse and she pulls out another white stick.

The Country Girl Stuck in the Barn (rape sex scene)(porn)

 (Credits): 

--written by thewriter197 

--employed by Rocklion3000 

--Paid $300 for cowboy writing project 

--This is a piece from the cowboy story I was working on. I have changed the plot  

around a little to make the scene have a more soothing experience. You will read one  

of the scenes from that story with a new concept. The story was written in a script and novel form.

 Its late, Fira mashes on the remote to turn off the tv. Her tummy growls. Mouth waters for some peanut butter and crunch butter cereal. She looks at the kitchen and walks towards it to get a bowl of cereal. Two man arrive to her house. A rock is throw through the window. Glass fall on the dirt. The men move in and look for things they can sell and things they can spend. The little girl drops her bowl of cereal. Surprised and afraid to move. She runs for the phone by the refrigerator. Roger stops her. Gives her two hard slaps and tell her to shut up. His buddy then puts two circles of tape over her mouth. 
The men bag everything that is valuable. Taking all the jewels and cash. Roger looks at a rose and decides to keep it as a souvenir. He looks at the little girl. Notices her petite figure. The slim legs draw his mind. The legs connected to the tiny ass that has never been fucked. The tight organic walls gushing out a very tight grip. How good it would feel for him to be in inside he thought. Roger motions his buddy to put the stuff in the car and leave. The trunk of the thieves' car close. Roger looks back to the girl. He knew she was a virgin but he had to get inside. He just had to do it while he could. Roger drags her from the 3-story house. Her feet kicks and tries to pull away. She isn't strong enough but she tries. Roger brings her to the barn in the back yard. The giant brown structure that had no animals because the sheep was sold last month. The barn was empty and quiet. Quiet enough to hear the silence. The parents were not there and the girl was a only child. The other man leaves in the car. Speeds through the dark fog and turns on the high beams. The sounds fades out after a mile. Cold air enters the barn. Roger looks at her again. Touches her face. Then, gives her another slap. Roger moves the little girl to a corner. Puts her on top of a large haystack. Then starts removing her clothes.

Fira:  Nooo, I am still a virgin, Please, Please, Please, Please sir, Please.

Fira:  (panting)

Roger:  Its been a long time since I had something extra tight.

Roger:  Don’t worry about being a virgin.

Fira:  Sir no, sir no, sir no, no, no, nooooooooo.

Roger:  It feels better that way. It feels real red and special.

Roger:  ……………………….

Action:  The buttons on Fira’s dress undone. Pink bra is exposed.

Roger:  Yes, I am going push in these legs up and get some special red roses.

Roger:  (Yes, Yes, Yes)

Action:  Roger squeezes the left portion of the bra. His hand feels the soft fat under the skin. He clenches his hand a little harder. Dick starts to rise. A knife comes out from the back holster. He grips it with the right hand. Roger cuts the bra strap off and licks the girl’s nipple. He positions his left hand to hold her down better. Fira’s arms constrain together. Roger exerts more strength to keep her down. The knife goes to Fira’s panties. The knife goes under the panty line and cuts. He puts the knife in his mouth. Then takes the right hand and rips the rest of the panty material. Fira tries to break the grip. Roger slaps her down. Fira starts to move slower. Roger throws the knife on the floor. Then he touches his pants. The small metal on the black belt unwinds. Pants fall down. Roger grabs his cock to go inside.

Roger:  Hey, wheeeww.

Roger:  Let me in, let me in.

Roger:  This feels. Little girl give me some more. Let me in, let me in.

Fira:  No, please it hurts, please get off, get off. Get off, get off, get off.

Fira:  Somebody help me, Help me, help me.

Roger:  Yes.

Roger:  Yes.

Roger:  Hold still.

Roger:  Yes. 
Roger:  ah, ah

Roger:  I am feeling it. I am feeling the red rose.

Fira:  Why , why, aaaaaahhhhhhh, get off me, get..............

Fira:  ………………………………………

Fira:  …………………………………

More strokes take place. Back and forth, vibrating milk starts to come out. Roger paints and sweats falls down his eye brows. He starts pushing slow to get a good form. Then moves faster and faster. Feeling the tight rings. Thinking red clouds. After 5 minutes, The girl stops screaming. Roger’s cock ejects in her. He breathes deep for a few seconds. He looks at her face and touch it. Not satisfied, Roger goes in for a second bust. Then, he gets up. Puts the pants back on and exits the barn. Roger walks outside and feels the embracing cold. He calls his buddy to come get him. Fira lies on the straw lifeless. Minutes go by. Pain electrifies between her small thin legs. Purple bruises show on her body. Blood and white puss sticks to her vagina. She looks at the opening ceiling of the barn. See stars shinning bright in the dark sky. Thinks of her shame. Why it had to happen to her she thought. A Tear falls from her left eye.Rolls down her shin and then drops to the wooden barn floor. 



The End