A night out at the roadhouse costs Shelby big time
It wasn't any different from any other Saturday night in the summer. Amber and I were planning to go out partying. We loved the bars on the outskirts of town; the bars were a little dirtier, and the crowds a bit rougher around the edges. Shots and beers were the norm, and there was none of that fruity, sweet garbage. The bars were all on country or county roads, none in the city; maybe that's why things got a little wild occasionally.
Amber and I sat at the city pool, sunning during the afternoon, sipping cold Pabst Blue Ribbons, and listening to country music.
Shelby, did you break up with Brett yet?" Amber asked.
"Oh, gosh, no, I keep meaning to, but keep putting it off," I told her.
"So he's still at the trailer fucking you every day?" Amber continued.
"Well, shit, girl, I've got to get something out of him being there," I replied.
Amber laughed as we clanked our cans together, saluting my answer.
Around five p.m., we left the pool and headed to the trailer I inherited from my Grandfather when he passed away. It was a nice doublewide out on Country Road G, surrounded by giant old cypress trees on about twenty acres. Being only eighteen, folks considered me far ahead of the game. I was five feet nine inches and 120 pounds. Long, strong legs from years of riding horses, a firm pair of tits with star-gazer nipples, and curly black hair that resembled the mane on a horse.
I always had cowboys on my mind, but my dad raised a strong, confident girl, and I didn't suffer fools. Amber was twenty-one, one of my sister's friends who already had two kids and no husband. She was a little overweight but cute as a button and very funny. We dropped her kids off at her parents and headed to my trailer to get dressed. We stopped at the Pick-and-Go and grabbed another twelve-pack of beer.
We walked into my trailer, and Brett was lying on the couch watching NASCAR.
"Hey, get out. Amber and I need to shower and get ready to go out tonight."
"I don't have no money to go nowhere, Shelby," Brett said, not moving.
"Well, get a job, ya lazy fuck, and you would," I yelled, kicking his feet off the couch.
"There ain't no jobs around here," he complained.
"Well, not for someone with a sixth-grade education; go to your mama's and drink your daddy's beer," I yelled at him.
"Fine," Brett said, storming out.
"I swear, Shelby, I don't know what you see in that boy," Amber said.
"Honey, it's what you can't see that makes me keep him around, I told her as we roared with laughter.
I popped a beer and stripped, getting ready for the shower.
"Dammit, Shelby, you are one fine bitch," Amber said, analyzing my body.
"Hey, baby, you're not going to get weird on me now, are you?" I laughed.
I showered and let Amber hop in as I dried off and dried my hair. When Amber jumped out of the shower, she saw me sitting on the toilet with a wad of shaving cream between my legs, shaving my pussy.
"Oh Lord, Shelby, Momma's keep your cowboys home tonight; Shelby's looking to score," Amber said.
"Fuck, I am not. I don't want to itch," I laughed.
We drank and dressed, applied our makeup, and examined our outfits. I wore a brushed tan cowhide pleated micro skirt, a sheer red lace blouse, a white cowboy hat, and my signature red cowboy boots—no bra, no panties, a real cowgirl.
"Damm, Shelby, you are a fucking smoke show," Amber said.
"I am kinda cute, aren't I?" I said, being a brat.
"Honey, if I were a guy, I'd do anything to fuck you.
"Easy, baby," I replied.
A spritz of perfume and I was ready. Amber and I sat on the patio, had a beer, and smoked a joint as the time for us to leave grew near.
"I hope the Roadhouse isn't too crowded tonight; I hate it when it's packed," Amber said.
"Yeah, last time we were there, I came home with a sore pussy, and I didn't even fuck anyone. Those bastards were coping feels all night long," I responded.
The sun had dropped behind the trees, and Amber and I loaded into my pickup truck and headed to the Roadhouse. We plowed down the dirt county road, leaving a plume of dust behind us.
When we were in view of the Roadhouse, we noticed the parking lot was jammed. Pickups, cattle trucks, and horse trailers filled it when we pulled into the lot.
"Fuck, it's jammed," Amber said.
"Yeah, go ask the bouncer if we can get in," I told Amber.
I saw the look on her face, and I knew the answer was no.
"He said not for hours; they are having a wet t-shirt contest tonight," Amber said, disappointed.
"Well fuck, now, where are we going to go? I asked.
"How about Nellie's?" Amber offered.
"No, that's an old crowd," I replied.
"I know. Let's go to Billy Bob's. We haven't been there in a while," Amber offered.
"Alright," I responded, putting the truck in drive.
The lot was half-full when we pulled into it off of Hwy H. We walked in and surveyed our surroundings. The cafe was closed and dark, the bar was full, and the pool hall was rocking. The main section held the dance floor, the stage for the band, and the enclosed mechanical bull pit. Along the walls were long banquet tables and chairs; I immediately noticed the boys from the Bar K ranch taking up two. Amber and I decided on a small table by the mechanical bull.
"Hey, Shelby," I heard from the Bar K table.
"Hey, Carl-Lee," I responded.
I felt everyone's eyes on me as I walked to the table. We sat down, and the waitress dropped a bucket of PBRs on the table.
"These are from the Bar K boys," she told us.
"Oh, lord, it's starting already," Amber said.
"Just ignore them; they'll go away, just like a rash," I told her.
I looked at the table to acknowledge the free beer and saw Rex Stoddard, the manager of Bar K. Rex was an aging professional cowboy who was considered over the hill at thirty-six. Tall, fit, and handsome, he was your typical Cowboy. Rex tipped his hat to me and went back to his conversation.
"Shell, you know Rex has had a thing for you since you were a fourteen-year-old barrel racing star," Amber relayed.
"Oh yeah, old Rex tried, but he was too old for me. My pa would have shot that boy," I laughed.
Amber and I drank and talked as the band set up for the night. We ordered another bucket of beers as the mechanical bull started to attract some hopeful riders. Amber and I laughed our asses off as we watched drunk cowboys and cowgirls getting flung off the intimidating beast. The bar was filling up a bit when Car-Lee walked past our table.
"I guess I have to teach these amateurs how to ride a bull," Carl-Lee said.
"Fuck Carl-Lee, who's going to teach you?" I said, laughing.
Carl-Lee flipped me off as he spoke to the operator and got on the ride.
"Don't forget your seat belt, Carl-Lee," I yelled as the Bar K boys howled with laughter.
Carl-Lee climbed onto the bull and settled in, nodding to the operator that he was set. The bull started to spin and then dip up and down, Carl-Lee riding well as the men gathered around and hooted and hollered. The bull spun around, then dipped down and suddenly upward, sending Carl-Lee sailing violently off the bull and into the pit. We all howled at the successful rodeo rider getting tossed so quickly.
Carl-Lee jumped up, grabbed his hat, and cussed at the machine's operator before leaving the pit.
"Hey, Carl-Lee, your girlfriend says that's how long you last in her saddle, too," I yelled as the place went wild.
"Yeah, fuck you, Shelby. At least I know how to ride a bull; you can't even stay on a milk cow," he replied as the cowboys howled in laughter.
"Oh, yeah, you fucker watch this," I said, seeing red.
"Shelby, Shelby, you can't ride the bull in that outfit, for God's sake, think, girl," Amber said, grabbing my arm.
"Fuck that, I don't care what they see," I said, getting up and walking over to the bull operator.
"Let's go. The same ride Carl-Lee got," I told him.
I walked into the pit and mounted the bull, facing the back wall so I wouldn't flash my pussy at the Cowboys. The Cowboys booed that move as I settled my bare pussy on the leather seat. The bull started to spin slowly and buck slightly up and down, causing my tits to bounce to the delight of the cowboys. I shot the operator a dirty look, knowing he was doing that on purpose to give the boys a show. He had a shit-eating grin on his face, confirming my thoughts.
The bull began to buck, and I lay back in the saddle. My knees clinched firmly against the bull's sides. The bull spun and bucked as I fought the energy, trying to fling me off. The cowboys were hooting and hollering as I spun faster, and the bucking became wilder. Finally, on a wild spin, my legs came loose and shot upwards, my bare legs from my boots to my waist for the cowboys to see.
The cowboys went wild; I'm not sure what else they would have seen if I hadn't been sitting on my dress. The next big spin, I lost control and slid off the bull, sliding forward toward the group of men watching. My boots dug in and stopped my slide, but my legs buckled at the knee, and my waist pushed forward. I was sitting on my butt with my legs spread and knees bent, giving the cowboys a bird's-eye view of my bald pussy.
After offering a glance, I quickly recovered and pulled my skirt down.
The cowboys were going crazy after seeing my pussy. I popped up and went back to the operator.
"Again, mother fucker," I said, mounting the bull.
"Take your top off first, Shelby," I heard Carl-Lee yell.
"Lose the skirt, Shelby," another cowboy shouted.
The cowboys gathered around the front of the viewing area as the bull started to spin, and I clung on tight. Suddenly, it stopped, and my legs came loose from the side, sticking straight down. The bull bucked downward, throwing all my weight forward, and snapped quickly backward. I was launched high in the air, flying with my back to the Cowboys. I landed on my back with a thud, my legs spread-eagled and flying over my head until I came to rest on the mat.
The entire bar erupted in applause as I lay stunned on the mat, folded in two, looking at my stomach, while behind me, my legs spread wide and a skirt around my back. My tight pink pussy and tight little starfish were available for the Cowboy's viewing. I heard the howls of laughter but was stunned, and it took me a few seconds to figure out what was happening. I noticed flashes of light as the cowboys snapped pictures on their phones of my naked charms.
I felt an arm under my legs, and they were flung forward. It was Amber coming to my rescue.
"Damm you, Shelby, you just showed your pussy to every cowboy in this bar; what is wrong with you, girl?" Amber growled.
The cowboys booed as the show came to an end, and Amber helped me return to our table. While I gathered my wits, our waitress brought us two buckets of beers and a tray of half a dozen shots.
"Oh fuck, that bull operator is good," I responded, my head finally clearing.
Amber and I grabbed a beer and downed a couple of shots of whiskey as the band tuned their guitars in preparation for starting. The next thing I knew, Rex sat down at our table.
"Evening, Ladies, mind if I join you?" Rex asked.
"Well, Rex, you're already sitting down. If we said no, would you leave?" I said sarcastically.
"Probably not, Shel," he said, sipping his beer.
"What do you want, Rex? I told you I can't date you," I offered.
"All right then, how about your bull riding schedule so I can come out and watch?" he said, grinning from ear to ear.
Amber busts out laughing, and I chuckle at his quip.
"Fuck you, Rex," I said, smiling.
"Darling, that's all I ever wanted," he replied.
The band started, playing good country music.
Come on, Shelby, let's two-step," Rex said, grabbing my hand.
"Fine, you old fucker, don't die on me now," I said, looking and laughing with Amber.
We started dancing, and Rex was a great dancer; I was no slouch myself. We effortlessly glided around the dance floor as the Bar K Cowboys hooted and encouraged Rex. When we did a turn or step out, he would slip his hand under my skirt and rest it on my hip.
"Rex, you're about four inches from getting my boot in your balls," I whispered in his ear.
"Don't worry, baby, I can feel the heat from where I'm at, he laughed.
We did a couple of dances, which were fun, and his hand never left my bare thigh. When the dance stopped, Carl-Lee stepped up to us.
"Don't be going anywhere; you owe me a dance or two, you little bitch," Carl-Lee announced.
"You sure? I've seen those two left feet of your's out here before," I said as Rex laughed and slapped my bare butt.
The music started, and we began dancing. Carl-Lee was an excellent dancer, and we cut a pretty good rug together. When our dance was over, I was heading back to my table, and he asked if I wanted to smoke a joint outside. That sounded to be just what I needed to calm my frazzled nerves after showing my twat to everyone.
We stepped outside with some other cowboys, and Carl-Lee fired up a joint and handed it to me. I took a big hit and tried to pass it back to Carl-Lee.
"Take a couple more hits, Shelby," Carl-Lee told me.
I took two more big hits as Carl-Lee lit another joint and passed it to the other cowboys, putting my joint out when I passed it back to him. Carl-Lee put it in his pocket. I thought that was weird, but I let it go. I walked back inside, feeling very spacey, and couldn't walk straight; I was dizzy. I sat down with Amber, trying to focus as my vision blurred.
"Holy shit, Amber, am I fucked up?" I slurred.
It was as if someone lowered a curtain over me. I was awake but in a state of total brain fog.
"Shelby, you look like a zombie," Amber said.
"I'm going to kick Carl-Lee's ass; I slurred, taking a shot of whiskey.
"Honey, don't let it go," Amber warned.
I staggered to the table where Carl-Lee was sitting, and Rex caught me before I fell. I leaned into him as he steadied me. I looked around the table at the cowboys, not knowing where I was.
"Why, Shelby, thanks for coming over and visiting us. Are you alright?" Rex asked.
"Carl-Lee fucked me up," I slurred.
"Carl-Lee, what did you do to my Shelby?" Rex asked him, laughing at me.
"She toked the dragon," Carl-Lee answered.
"One of your special blends?" Rex asked.
Carl-Lee nodded as Rex tried to steady me.
"Good job. Tonight's going to be the night," Rex answered.
Rex pulled out his chair, sat down while I wobbled, and sat me across his knees. And handed me a beer.
"Are you going to party with us tonight, Shelby?" Rex asked, adjusting me on his lap.
"Sure," I mumbled.
"Here, Rex, give her a couple of these," Carl-Lee said, pushing two pills across the table.
"What are they?" Rex asked.
"Molly and ecstasy," Carl-Lee laughed.
"Shelby, are you up for a rodeo tonight?" Rex asked.
"Hell yeah, I love the rodeo," I replied.
"Here, baby, take these; they'll get you ready," Rex said.
"OK," I said as he put the pills in my mouth," and taking a swig of beer to wash them down.
Amber was watching and walked over, knowing I was out of my mind. She looked at the cowboys who were trying to look innocent.
"Alright, what did you give her?" Amber demanded to know.
"She just smoked a joint with us, Amber; she's just stoned," Carl-Lee said.
"Bullshit, it was laced with something; come on, Shelby, let's go back to our table," Amber demanded.
"Amber, Shelby said she wants to party with us for a while. Why don't you sit down and join us?" Rex offered.
"Fuck you, Rex, I'm going to be watching you boys," Amber said as she stormed away.
Rex lifted my head off his shoulder, leaned in, and kissed me.
"What are you doing, Rex?" I mumbled."
I was kissing a pretty girl," he responded.
"Aren't you sweet," I said, rejoining his kiss.
We began to make out, and I felt Rex's hand on my boob. He started squeezing and kneading it as I squirmed in his lap.
"Umm," I moaned softly and saw all the cowboys watching.
.
"You like that, baby?" Rex asked softly.
"Umm, yeah," I moaned.
Rex began to unbutton my blouse, much to Amber's shock. His hand, finding my puffy nipple, squeezed it, causing my eyes to open. And I jumped a bit.
"Um, oh, oh," I moaned softly in his mouth as we furiously made out.
Rex continued to unbutton my blouse until it was at my waist. He opened my blouse, exposing my breasts to the cowboys.
"Damn, she's got some fine tits," one of them announced.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Just playing a little bit," Rex said softly.
I didn't respond as I watched the cowboys taking out their phones and taking pictures of me. Rex leaned down and sucked my nipple into his mouth, and my hand cupped his head.
Umm, umm, yeah," I moaned.
Rex sucked my nipples and began to rub my thigh; I threw my head back and shook my hair as the pleasure grew in my body.
"Oh, fuck," I moaned as Rex's hand roamed higher up my thigh.
"OK, boys, go get the room ready; the big booth in the back," Rex ordered.
The cowboys got up and walked into the dark cafe, while Amber noticed that something unusual was happening. Rex took my hand and led it to the large lump in his jeans; I squeezed it, making me even hotter, as I sought some relief from my steadily climbing sexual fever. I didn't understand what was happening to me; I would never allow Rex to touch me like this, but tonight I did, and it felt good.
"Ready, boss," I heard.
"For what?" I asked.
"You rodeo, Shelby," he said, buttoning a couple of buttons on my blouse.
He helped me off his lap and led me into the dark cafe, closing the sliding glass door behind him. The only light was dim in the back corner. I noticed the cowboys from Bar K all sitting in the back with cases of beer.
We reached the back of the cafe; the large corner booth had been rearranged, the benches had been pulled out, and the pads had been placed on a wooden platform about three feet off the ground.
I looked around, dazed, at the cowboys, who were all smiling.
"What the fuck are you smiling at?" I asked.
Don't let it worry you, baby. They're just thrilled that you'll have a rodeo with them tonight.
"Oh, well, what?" I answered, confused.
Rex unbuttoned the buttons on my sleeves, then slid my shirt off my shoulders.
"Hey, hey, they can see my breasts," I alerted Rex.
He removed it and threw it on a bench. He found the clasp for my skirt and unhooked it, pulling the zipper down. My skirt fell to the floor.
"What the fuck did you do that for?" I growled as I stepped out of my skirt for Rex.
Rex had me sit on a bench, and I watched as he unzipped his jeans and took them off, pulling his underwear off, his fat, large cock springing forward.
"Holy fuck, Rex, you are as big as they say," I said, surprised.
Rex stepped in front of me and stretched his balls and cock out, lifting them. He cupped the back of my head and gently pulled me toward him. My lips were only an inch away. I looked up at him and saw him smile down at me.
"Go ahead, baby, suck it for me," he said softly.
I looked down and watched the fat, eleven-inch cock pulsing in front of me. I reached out, stroked it, and looked at Rex.
"Fuck, that's a big cock," I said before opening my mouth and taking the head inside.
I sucked and licked the head of his cock, twisting my face around on it.
"Oh, fuck Shelby," Rex said, realizing his dream of getting his cock in me.
I began to bob my head on Rex's cock as the cowboys conversed between themselves about my technique. Rex placed his hand on my head as it bobbed between his legs.
Amber, sensing something was wrong, walked to the closed cafe door and gasped when she saw me sitting on the bench naked, sucking Rex's long cock. It didn't look like they were forcing me, so she returned to her table and sat down. My mouth bobbed as Rex began to moan, and I tasted the first hint of his cum. It was sweet and aromatic; it filled my sinuses, and my nostrils flared at the scent.
"Oh, fuck, Shelby, you do have a talented mouth," Rex sighed.
He was leaking in my mouth like an old engine dripping oil, and I was sure that I would soon get the motherload. Rex tightened the grip on my head and pulled, forcing his cock into my throat; my eyes bugged out and watered as his cock expanded in my mouth and began to pulse. Hot, thick, white sperm gushed into my throat, gagging me for a second as I coughed before swallowing the first salvo.
I swallowed and swallowed before Rex stopped coming. I pulled off his cock and sat back.
"Whoa, that was intense; where are my clothes? I need to get back to Amber," I slurred.
"No, no, baby, your rodeo hasn't started yet. Let's get you ready," Rex said.
Rex and Carl-Lee helped me up, led me to the table, and laid me on my back. Rex lifted my legs, bending me at the knees and pushing them back before pushing them out wide.
"Damn, Shelby, that's the prettiest pussy I've ever seen; I'll bet you taste like honey," Rex offered.
Rex knelt and sucked my pussy into his mouth, tasting me for the first time. My back arched as electricity ripped through my loins, and his tongue split my pussy lips.
"Um, yeah, make me cum," I moaned, the drugs intensifying my desire for cock.
Rex's skillful tongue worked my folds and flicked my swollen clit as my body writhed in pleasure. A naked cowboy knelt by my head, presented his cock to my mouth, and I immediately latched onto it, forcefully sucking as I bobbed my head.
"Umm, umm," I moaned, watching the cowboys watch me have sex with their friends.
Rex's tongue was driving me crazy, and I could feel an orgasm building quickly. It only took a moment more, my loins on fire and my pussy buzzing with pleasure; I exploded in my first of what would be many orgasms.
"Umm, umm, umm," I moaned around the cock in my mouth as I came.
I could feel every detail on Rex's fat tongue and the veins on the cock I was sucking; my body was electrified. I shuddered as I came, tasting cum in my mouth; I doubled down on the Cowboy's cock.
"Fuck, can this girl suck a cock," the Cowboy said to the delight of everyone in the room.
Rex had pulled off my pussy and was positioning his cock at the entrance of my fuck chute. He pushed forward, and his cock started its descent into my dripping wet snatch. I pulled my knees back, giving Rex an open shot at my pussy, and his cock barreled into my straining pussy. The walls of my cunt ached as Rex's long, fat cock forced its way inside rudely.
"Umm, umm, I moaned as he filled the void between my legs, and more and more cum dripped into my mouth.
"Oh, oh, fuck, oh, oh," the Cowboy yelled as his balls pumped and the tip of his cock exploded into my hungry mouth.
A river of sperm rolled over my tongue and down my throat, sweet, thick white sperm, pulse after pulse, finding my throat. Rex pressed my hips further open and began to pump his cock into me.
"Oh, fuck, your pussy is tight, Shelby," Rex moaned.
"Pop, pop, pop, pop," my butt and his belly collided, making a fucking noise.
The Cowboy pulled his cock out of my mouth, and Carl-Lee took his place, my head bobbing on his cock as he smiled.
"You aren't such a smartass now, are you, Shelby?" Carl-Lee laughed as I sucked his cock.
Rex began pounding my pussy, driving my body forward and making a louder "popping" noise.
"Umm, umm, umm, I moaned, feeling another orgasm building inside my loins.
"Fuck that smart bitch good," Carl-Lee encouraged Rex.
Just like everything else in his life, Carl-Lee failed to go the distance and came into my mouth after a few minutes.
"Oh, oh, yeah," he moaned as I ate this premature load.
Carl-Lee pulled out of my mouth, and Rex leaned over me, putting his hands on the table, and began giving me the fucking of my young life.
"Umm, oh, oh, oh, yeah, fuck me fuck me harder, harder," I begged for it.
Rex and I were both sweating, and the room was quiet as the Cowboys watched their boss laying the pipe to me.
"Pop, pop, pop, pop, was the only sound in the room as the Cowboys filmed my debauchery.
"Oh, oh, oh, my God, I'm coming," I squealed.
Electricity raced through my body, short-circuiting my brain for a moment; my pussy tingled as though it was being shocked, and my mouth was wide open.
"Oh, fuck yes, Shelby, finally," Rex shouted, and his sperm found my cervix for the first time. I would find out later that he introduced his sperm to my fertile egg.
Rex collapsed on top of me, and we panted like dogs in heat. A minute later, he stood up and pulled his failing cock out of me as his cum rolled down into my butt crack.
"Alright, boys, this ain't you're honeymoon; get your nuts off in her, and let's get back to the ranch," Rex alerted his Cowboys.
Another Cowboy walked up and dropped his jeans and shorts and shoved his cock rudely into my still buzzing pussy, and my body rocked again as I fucked the second Cowboy. Amber stuck her head in every few minutes only to find a different Cowboy between my legs fucking me.
"Yeah, yeah, fuck me," I squealed as I came over and over.
The cum continued to flow out of my well fucked pussy and into my butt crack before falling with a splat on the concrete floor. Every time I opened my eyes, I gazed upon a different face. My body rocked back and forth, and the "pop, pop, pop, pop" seemed to go on for hours. More cocks were shoved in my mouth, and I sucked them all. I thought it would never end. My pussy began to burn, but the Cowboys continued to fill it with their cocks. Nineteen men fucked me in the dark cafe, and half as many had me suck their cocks for them before it was all done. I was delirious, tired, and my pussy was on fire with pain.
The band had stopped playing, and the club's lights went up, signaling last call.
"OK, boys, finish up; we need to get her dressed and get out of her," Rex stated.
"Aw, can't we take her back to the bunkhouse? She's got another round in her, I can tell," one of the cowboys asked.
"No, this won't be the last train she pulls for us; we have plenty of videos to make sure of that; get her dressed," Rex ordered.
The cowboys helped me up from the bench and hurriedly dressed me as cum poured out of my pussy and onto the floor. I leaned against the wall as the cowboys made their exit from the room. Amber noticed the men leaving, rushed into the room, and saw me.
"Oh my God, what did they do to you?" Amber exclaimed loudly.
"Nothing she didn't want done," Rex stated as he left.
Amber looked at me in horror, cum dripping from my pussy, cum all over my face and hair, while I still seemed to be entirely out of it. She took out her phone, removed my skirt, and took pictures of all the men's cum on me and dripping out of me. Amber went to the kitchen and got a roll of paper towels and a handful of plastic bags. She carefully wiped all of the cum out of my hair and face before cleaning my pussy.
She put all of the paper towels into the plastic bags and re-dressed me. Amber helped me to the car and drove straight to the hospital. We walked into an empty emergency room, and a nurse looked at us.
"Oh, Lord, what did they do now?" the nurse asked.
"Those fuckers from the Bar K ranch ran a train on my friend," Amber told the nurse, crying.
"I swear this is the third time this summer those cowboys have done that," She said, helping me to an exam room.
"Call the Sheriff, they raped her," Amber cried.
"We can call him, but that lazy fucker won't do anything about it," The nurse stated.
They cleaned me up and took blood samples to determine what drugs I had in my system. Amber gave them the semen samples she collected, and the nurse swapped my hair and pussy for semen, putting everything into a rape kit.
"Honey, we called the Sheriff; he said he'd pick up the rape kit later, but told me the boys from the Bar K always have proof the sex was consensual," The nurse told Amber and me.
"That's bullshit," I said, beginning to regain some of my faculties.
"Are you using any form of birth control, Shelby?" the nurse asked.
"Umm, no, no, I'm not," I answered, alarmed.
"Well, I can tell by your temperature that your egg is ripe, baby," the nurse responded.
"Oh, shit, no," I responded.
I was released from the hospital, having some trauma to my pussy; the cowboys had fucked me raw. Amber drove me home, and I showered and went to bed. Amber slept over and witnessed me having a fitful night's sleep. I woke up early and curled up in a ball in my chair, crying for most of the day. Amber stayed with me until she had to go pick up her boys at her mom's.
It hurt to walk as I made my way around the house, unable to clear my head of the previous night's events. Before the nurse left work, she had called my Pa and told him what had happened. It turns out she knew my Pa from high school. In the early afternoon, my Pa showed up at my house, and I told him everything.
"Those fuckers are going to pay; I'll kill every one of those bastards," my Pa raged.
"No, you're not, Pa, I'm not losing you to prison because of those assholes," I responded.
He stormed out of my house and went to see Sheriff Buford, going straight to his house.
"Cyrus, you go arrest all those cowboys right now; they raped my Shelby," my Pa demanded.
"Elmer, I spoke to the men this morning; Shelby was an active participant in that mess. They have a video of the whole affair; my hands are tied," the Sheriff said.
"Cyrus, I believe the deadline for running for Sheriff hasn't closed yet; I think I'll run against you," my Pa threatened.
"Now, Elmer, don't do anything rash. Go talk to Shelby; she'll admit it was consensual," the Sheriff told him.
My Pa stormed out and drove to Bar K, where he spoke to the owner about firing all of the cowboys. The owner said he would fire them if charges were brought against them, but otherwise, he had no cause to fire them. Pa went home to plot his strategy, calling all his friends and alerting them to his desire to run for Sheriff.
Over the next few weeks, I hung around my house, going out only to muck out the horse stalls, water, and feed my horses. I hired an instructor to give my lessons, and I became a hermit. What happened to me at the Roadhouse was becoming public knowledge thanks to Rex and the Cowboys. And, of course, in their version of the tale, I willingly let all nineteen cowboys fuck me. I was ashamed to go to town, so Amber shopped for me and brought it to me.
Eight weeks had passed, and I had missed two periods before I peed on the stick, and it turned blue. The only question now was who my baby's daddy would be. Living in a Christian town and my parents being very religious, having an abortion was not in the stars. I cried constantly at the prospect of being a mom at eighteen. When I told my Pa, he was livid and told me not to tell my mom yet.
My Pa went to the hospital and retrieved my rape kit that the Sheriff never picked up. The election of the Sheriff was the following Tuesday, which my Pa won with the help of his friends. Pa was now the law in town. He sent my rape kit, along with the others that had languished at the hospital, to the state crime lab for testing. He also had plans for me.
"Shelby, be ready on Friday morning. I'm picking you up, and we're going to Taylorville," He texted me.
"Umm, alright, Pa," I answered, not asking questions.
I had no idea why we were going, but I knew Pa had his reasons. When we arrived, we pulled into the parking lot of a medical office.
"Pa?" I said softly.
"I will not have you give birth to a rapist's baby, Shelby Ann," he replied.
"I'm getting an abortion?" I asked hopefully.
"Yes, but you must never tell anyone, especially your mother," Pa replied.
"I promise, Pa," I answered as we walked into the clinic.
After seeing the doctor and signing some papers, I was wheeled into a room and placed in stirrups. I was vacuumed, and the fetus was sent out for a paternity test. My Pa was leaving no stone unturned as he went after my rapists. He went to see Rex's wife and told her that a video of him fucking me existed. He also showed her the paternity test, which proved Rex was the father of my baby. She packed up the kids and left for her parents' home in California. I was relieved not to be pregnant, but still depressed over the event. Pa finally got the video of that night from Carl-Lee, but it took putting the barrel of his shotgun in Carl-Lee's mouth to get it.
Pa got indictments for the men involved, but when he got to the Bar K ranch, all of the cowboys were gone, leaving town for safer pastures. Rex had also made himself scarce; people thought he had followed his wife back to California. I was still depressed and embarrassed and didn't show my face in town.
I would muck out the stalls, feed, and water the horses, but I had stopped giving riding lessons and competing in barrel racing, where I was the top point-getter halfway through the rodeo season. Amber would shop for me, bring me my groceries, and check on me.
"Shelby, you didn't do anything wrong; why are you hiding from people?" she kept asking.
"I just don't want to have to explain what happened; the cowboys told everyone I wanted to pull a train for them," I cried.
"Well, they all got indicted for rape, so they're in the wrong," she told me.
Still, I wouldn't leave my farm, and more than a month had passed since all the cowboys scattered. I was on pre***********ions for depression as well as Xanax for anxiety. I still rode my horses in the evening when the barn was empty, which I enjoyed. One night, I returned to the barn from riding a little before dusk and bathed and wrapped my horse before putting him back in his stall.
I was in the tack room and thought I heard a noise in the aisle, but I dismissed it. I was putting away gear in my tack box when a strong hand grabbed me by the back of the neck.
"Hey. What the fuck, let me go!" I screamed.
"Shut up bitch," A voice ordered.
I felt a knife blade at my throat; the man pulled me up and dragged me into the aisle. He pushed me down the row of stalls until he found an empty one.
"Open the stall and get inside," he ordered, his voice becoming more familiar.
I opened the stall, and he pushed me inside, putting a cloth bag over my head. He grabbed my wrists, pulled them behind my back, and tied them with the speed and ease of a calf roper. I felt him unbutton my jeans and pull down my zipper.
"No, no, stop it, you fucker, I will not be fucked," I screamed.
He yanked my pants down and then pushed me into the hay.
"Leave my clothes on, you fucker, my dad's sheriff," I cried.
"He's the reason you're getting fucked tonight," the man said as I recognized his voice.
"Touch me, and you'll go to prison, Rex," I roared.
"You're going to welcome my visits to your barn soon, Shelby," he said.
Rex pulled off my boots and then my pants, and pulled my shirt over my head. I was naked, and he pulled the bag off my head. I watched as he unbuckled his pants, unzipped them, and dropped them to the ground. He took off his boots, then his pants, and finally his underwear. His massive cock is standing at attention.
"Get on your knees for me, Shelby," he ordered.
I worked my way to my knees as he stepped up to me.
"OK, Shelby, give my balls a good washing and then suck my cock for me," he ordered.
I leaned in and sucked his sack into my mouth; it barely fit because it was so large. I tried to roll his balls around in my mouth and almost gagged on one of his nuts as it lodged in my throat. After a few minutes, I pulled his wet sack out of my mouth, and he lowered his cock to my mouth. I looked at him and took the head of his cock into my mouth, and began to bob my head on it.
"Umm, Lord, you can suck a cock, girl," Rex moaned as his hand found the back of my head.
I ate more and more of his nearly foot-long cock, as his belly got closer and closer to my lips.
"Oh, fuck, all of it, Shell, take all of it," he moaned loudly.
My eyes watered as I forced the horse-sized cock into my throat, my lips finally touching his belly. I bobbed on the massive shaft as he dripped pre-cum into my mouth.
"Umm, umm," I moaned as his taste and scent filled my sinuses.
I was sucking hard when I felt a bump on my lower lip.
"Oh, oh, oh, fuck, yes, oh, oh," Rex cried out as he came in my throat.
"Umm, umm, umm," I moaned as my pussy leaked onto the hay.
Volley after volley of cum streamed down my throat to my tummy, and I gobbled it up. Rex finished and pulled his cock from my throat; it glistened with my saliva and his sperm.
"Oh, fuck that was good; OK, on your back and spread wide for me," he ordered.
I lay down with my hands underneath me, which was very uncomfortable.
"Untie my hands, Rex; I ain't going anywhere," I complained.
Rex untied my hands and knelt between my legs, his hard, hot, sticky cock lying on my belly.
"You're going to like this girl; I'm going to fuck you silly tonight," he told
me.
I felt his cock slide through my slick pussy lips and lodge into the entrance to my fuck hole. He pushed forward, and his fat cock barreled into my tight little pussy.
"Oh, oh, fuck, go easy with that thing," I screamed.
He pushed and pushed, and his cock sank inside me, stretching my pussy out for the first time in months.
"Oh, oh, fuck, is that thing big?" I cried out as it continued its descent into my depths.
Rex began fucking me as I pulled my hips open to accommodate the huge cock filling me up quickly.
"Umm, umm, yeah," I moaned as my body rocked back and forth, my titties rolling in circles.
"You like a big fat cock inside you, don't you, Shelby?" he asked.
"Yeah, yeah," I sighed as I felt an orgasm building inside my loins.
"Well, you're going to suck and fuck Satin later," He said, huffing and puffing.
"Who's Satin?" I asked.
"My horse," Rex responded.
"Umm, umm, yeah, I ain't doing nothing with your horse Rex," I replied, deep in pleasure.
Rex was pounding my pussy, and I could not hold on for another second, so I launched into a massive orgasm. My body sizzled with pleasure as I squirmed underneath my abuser.
"Oh, oh, fuck, I'm coming, Rex, I'm coming," I squealed.
My body tingled as the orgasm faded, and Rex continued to pump his meat in and out of my straining pussy. Why was I enjoying him fucking me? He raped me months earlier; I didn't know or care; his cock felt great inside of me. Rex was turning red and huffing and puffing as he fought to finish inside me.
"You're not going to die on top of me, are you, you old fucker," I said, showing a rare glimpse of the old Shelby sarcasm.
Still, Rex continued to fuck me, bringing me close to another orgasm. As we fucked in a horse stall in the hay, I remembered being twelve and thirteen, being brought home from a party by an older boy, and sneaking into Pa's barn, and entering the last stall where the hay bales were stored. I'd make out with the boys, and it was well known that if they tried to unbutton my jeans and my hand didn't stop them, they were going to get some of my sweet pussy and a great fuck in the hay. Not all of them found no resistance, but enough to gain me a reputation as easy.
"Oh, oh, fuck, yeah," I squealed as another huge orgasm washed over me, my body trembling and my legs wrapped around Rex's back.
My orgasm was too much for Rex, and his cock exploded inside my straining pussy.
"Oh, fuck yeah, Oh, oh, oh," Rex moaned as his balls emptied into me.
He collapsed on top of me, and we panted like dogs in heat.
"Go outside and fetch my horse and put him in crossties," Rex ordered.
I'm not fucking your horse, I complained. I'd heard about girls doing this stuff; there were rumors about girls in town that did it, but I never thought I'd do it. I retrieved Rex's stallion and put him in crossties as Rex retrieved a small stepstool and saddle from the tack room. He put it on one side of his horse.
"Get on your knees by his flanks, Shelby," he ordered.
"No, Rex, I ain't having sex with your horse." I protested again.
"Rex put his knife to my throat again, "Get on your knees cunt," he ordered.
Reluctantly, I knelt under the large horse and grabbed its sheath, pulling on it. The horse's cock head poked out, and I grabbed it and pulled on it, and it dropped.
"Holy fucking Jesus," I cried out.
Two feet of horse cock bounced in the air; it was as fat as Rex's cock. Brown with pink splotches and a head that resembled a man's.
"Put the head in your mouth, Shelby. You're going to suck him off," Rex told me.
With a knife to my throat, nervously, I lifted the warm, moist cock to my mouth and stretched my lips around the head.
"Umph, umph," I moaned.
"Alright, stroke his cock and suck in all his juice," Rex ordered.
I wrapped my hands around the huge shaft and began to jerk the horse off into my mouth. He immediately began dripping lubricant into my mouth, bitter and thin; I swallowed it. My eyes widened as the flow increased, and I was constantly swallowing the bitter nectar. Satin sensing there was more to explore, jerked forward, driving the head of his cock into my mouth and locking behind my teeth. I tried to pull it out, but it was stuck.
"Umm, umm, I protested, in terror of what was coming.
The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I contemplated the flood of horse sperm I'd soon have to swallow. I stroked and stroked the horse's cock as Rex petted his horse's mane, telling him he'd be getting some sweet pussy soon. I was stroking away on the horse's cock when the horse knickered and stopped his hind leg, and an enormous blast of sperm jetted into my mouth, gagging me.
Horse sperm squirted from the corners of my mouth, covering my tits and stomach. I swallowed what was left in my mouth just as the second blast came; I managed to swallow it and the subsequent two explosions before the thick, gooey nut shot into my mouth, and I hungrily gobbled it up as Rex's phone filmed all the action.
"Umm, umm, I moaned as my pussy dripped on the dirt floor of the barn.
I fell back on my legs, dislodging the horse's cock from my mouth as I fought to catch my breath. Rex moved the stool under his horse as the glistening cock bounced between his legs.
"Alright, lie on the bench and spread your legs," Rex ordered.
Rex threw a rope over the back of his horse. He grabbed my foot and lifted it until my leg was around the horse's belly, and tied my ankle and did the same with the other side, so I was spread-eagled, legs wrapped around the horse and pussy hanging in the air, awaiting two feet of hard horse cock. Rex secured me to the bench with leather straps around my chest and went back to his horse.
"Alright, Satin, I want you to drill this bitch good," he told the horse.
Rex lifted the horse's cock to my fuck slot, and Satin felt something wet like a mare's cunt; his ears drew back, and with a snort, he drove forward.
"Ow, ow, oh, oh, I cried as the huge cock head lodged in my pussy.
Satin couldn't understand why his cock wasn't buried in my twat and reared back and lunged forward again, the fat head of his cock popping inside me.
"No, no, it's too big; it's ripping me in half," I screamed in pain.
Rex held his camera steady as Satin's ears drew back again, and with a snort, he lunged forward, the stool screeching as it was driven forward with the thrust. But with my legs attached to the horse, my pussy took the brunt of the lunge, and his cock barreled into my overwhelmed pussy.
"No, no, no more, it's too big, it's too big," I cried as I saw the outline of Satin's cock in the skin on my belly.
Satin's anger grew as half of its cock still was not covered by the mare's pussy, It felt the same, but it was much tighter and smaller, something Satin aimed to fix. Another snort brought another lunge, and Satin's cock was stopped by my cervix, an obstacle he couldn't overcome. Rexx sensed Satin's frustration and had an easy remedy: my asshole.
Rex untied my legs, and Satin's cock flopped from my overstretched pussy. He put me on my stomach, lying over the saddle, and tied my legs up on the stool. He shot a tube of lubricant in and around my asshole and brought Satin up to me.
"Oh, God, not my asshole, he'll destroy it," I cried.
Rex held the cock on my tiny rosebud, and Satin did the rest, lunging forward and starting the process of my rosebud unfurling. The pressure and pain were unbearable, and as Satin's hard cock bent under the pressure, my butthole surrendered, and the massive head of the horse cock popped inside me.
"Oh, oh, fuck it's huge. Get it out of me. I wailed.
"Settle down, Shelby; he's had it in smaller assholes than yours," Rex told me.
Satin felt his cock in something soft and warm and wanted the rest of his cock to experience it also, so his ears tilted back, and he snorted before lunging forward again and driving his shaft up my overstretched shitter.
"Oh, oh, go, my poor asshole," I screamed.
But old Satin didn't want to hear any of my whining and drove forward again, burying half of his two-foot cock in my bowels.
"Oh, fuck, I'm so full of cock," I moaned as my pussy dripped my nectar on the saddle.
Satin, getting a whiff of my wet cunt, flared his nostrils and drove forward again, the bench screeching on the floor as he went forward.
"Fuck, yes, give it to me, fuck my ass good," I squealed as I came, my body shaking, impaled on sixteen inches of hard horse cock.
Sweat formed on the small of my back, and I shuddered, feeling the rough horse hair brushing against me. I raised my knees, my ass rising and giving Satin the green light and the perfect angle to bury his bone in me completely. The smell of my hot, wet cunt was driving Satin wild; he snorted again, reared back on his haunches, and went forward.
"Oh, oh, oh, fuck me," I wailed as the remainder of his two-foot-plus cock roared into me; I felt his sheath on my pussy, the coarse hair tickling it, and my thick syrup coating it.
Proud of achieving his goal, Satin knickered and stomped his hoof, and a tidal wave of horse cum roared into my straining bowels. The pressure built as he pumped his mare full of his seed.
"Oh, oh, fuck, I'm so full." I cried.
Knowing he'd achieved his goal, Satim pulled back, and his cock slid out of the tunnel he had made in my ass. His sperm gushed out of me like the water from a pool with a large hole in it. Cum splashed on the ground as Rex untied me, and I lay exhausted on the saddle.
"My pa's going to kill you when he finds out what you did to me," I moaned.
"No, he's not because you're not going to tell him," Rex said calmly.
"And why wouldn't I tell him that you and your horse raped me again?" I questioned.
"Because, Shelby, you liked it and want it again," he replied.
I didn't answer; I just thought about it; it was some super hot sex with Rex, and his horse took me to new heights of pleasure; why wouldn't I want it again, I thought.
"See bitch, you do like it," Rex laughed.
"Fuck you, Rex," was the only reply I could come up with.
"Clean this shit up, and I'll see you tomorrow," he said. "After you're done in the barn, shower and stay naked, sit on the couch till I get here, understand?" he ordered.
"Yes," I seethed.
Rex and Satin left, and I cleaned up the mess we'd made. I went to the house to shower. My asshole was just a gaping hole, and my pussy was sore to the touch after Satin stretched it out beyond all reason. I had a fitful night's sleep before getting up to clean the horse stalls, water the horses, and feed them, something I did naked today. I looked at the dark stain on the floor where Satin's cum gushed out of me, my cunt moistening as I did.
I shook my head; what was I doing, fucking Rex, let alone his horse? I must be crazy. No, I knew I was crazy; it was the only explanation. I walked out of the barn and back to the house. I lay on the couch and stared at the celing, finally falling asleep. I was awakened by a car leaving the barn area, and upon looking at the clock, I realized it was later than I thought. I remembered Rex saying to be showered when he and Satin came over.
I stood up to go to the shower and then sat down; what was I fucking crazy doing whatever Rex told me to do? I sat back down, telling myself I'd send him away when he showed up and then call my Pa and tell him what that bastard did to me. I struggled to stay calm, finally jumping up and running to the shower. I showered quickly and shaved my pussy, not wanting to have Rex waiting on me. I sat naked in an almost dark house and waited.
I saw headlights pull into my driveway, and I panicked, thinking it could be my Pa or Amber. I sat there, my heart beating out of my chest, wondering who it could be. Suddenly, the door opened, and in burst Rex with two huge Great Danes.
"Fuck, you scared the death out of me. Why aren't you on your horse?" I asked, annoyed.
"I decided you should meet my other two friends," he replied.
The two dogs pounced on me, knocking me back on the couch, licking my face, and smelling my pussy. One of them pushed his cold nose into my folds, causing me to jump.
"Hey, get the fuck out of there. You're a dog," I screamed.
"Hey, Magnum, Brutus, heal, daddies, fucking her first," Rex yelled.
"First?" I offered.
"Get your smelly cunt in the bedroom whore; you've got a night full of fucking ahead of you," Rex ordered angrily.
I got up and hurried to my bedroom, crawling into bed and awaiting further orders. Rex followed and stripped, sitting on my bed.
"Show you're new friends how well you suck cock, Shelby," Rex ordered.
I got right after it, the dogs watching intently as Rex's long shaft disappeared into my throat.
"See what's in store for you boys?" Rex told the dogs.
I continued to work Rex's meat in my mouth as the dogs watched and panted.
"Alright cunt, on your knees," Rex ordered.
I crawled onto my hands and knees, stretching out on the bed with my torso, laying my head on a pillow, my party zone dangling in the air.
Boy, see how obedient your bitch is," Rex told the dogs.
Rex crawled behind me and teased my pussy with his cock, and noticing me super wet, shoved his cock into me.
"Umm, umm, oh, oh, fuck me, fuck me," I cried.
Rex began to fuck me as his cock sank into my depths, and my body rocked. I was going to cum already; I didn't know what was getting into me.
"Yeah, yeah, fuck me," I moaned as Rex quickened the pace.
"Oh, fuck, are you guys going to enjoy this pussy," Rex offered.
"Umm, umm, oh, fuck, I'm coming," I squealed.
It was a big one; my body quivered and tingled as pleasure ripped through me.
Rex couldn't hold back, and his balls exploded inside me, filling me with his fertile sperm.
"Oh, yeah, cum in me," I cried as I gripped the sheets.
Rex's cum poured when he pulled out of me, and he put his hand on the small of my back.
"You stay right here, don't move," Rex ordered.
What?" I said, wondering.
"Brutus, up, boy," Rex ordered as the dog jumped on the bed behind me.
I could feel his warm breath on my pussy as he shifted around on the bed.
"Brutus, eat, boy," Rex ordered the dog.
My mouth and eyes shot open as the dog's tongue split my pussy lips and made a big swipe.
"Oh, oh, what the fuck?" I cried out.
The dog's rough tongue burrowed into my twat, devouring Rex's cream pie and raising the hair on the back of my neck.
"Oh, oh, umm, umm, yeah," I moaned in pleasure as the oversized tongue slapped my clit and dug inside me.
Magnum, up boy, blowjob. Magnum, blowjob," Rex ordered.
Magnum jumped on the bed in front of my face and lay down. I gasped as I was confronted by an eleven-inch super fat red cock with angry purple veins running through it.
"Umm, umm, holy fuck," I moaned.
"Grab ahold of his cock, Shelbey, and bring it to your mouth," Rex ordered.
"No, no, not dog sex, please," I begged.
"Get busy and suck his cock, Shelby, don't make him mad," Rex ordered.
Magnum looked at me and gave me a low, fierce growl, and I put his cock into my mouth. With my mouth stretched wide, I began to bob my head on a dog's cock. Tears streamed down my face, and my loins came alive with the dog tongue buried in my cunt.
"Umm, umm, umm, I moaned as the dog's tongue pleasured me.
I could taste bitter juice flowing from the dog's cock in my mouth as I sucked it; it wasn't terrible, so I swallowed it. I had the dog's whole cock in my mouth, bobbing on it as the dog watched and panted.
"Umm, umm, umm, umm, I moaned as I exploded with a massive orgasm, taking over my body; the dog hungrily lapped my juices as my body twerked and shook.
"Brutus, mount boy, mount," Rex ordered.
I felt an enormous weight on my back as the dog climbed on. My eyes were as big as saucers when I felt the pointed tip of the dog's cock searching for the opening of my cunt. It only took three attempts, and he drove his footlong cock into my boiling cunt.
"Umm, umm, umm," I protested as the dog's cock found the bottom of my pussy. I felt a hard object at the back of his cock as he frantically fucked me, pounding it into my opening. The fat ball overwhelmed my cunt, and I could feel my opening stretch as it finally popped inside me. To my horror, the ball began to swell, stretching my cunt obscenely. The dog was pounding my pussy senseless as the cock I was sucking began filling my mouth with very warm, thick dog cum.
"Umm, umm, umm, I moaned in pleasure, getting it from both ends.
With the dog's knot firmly swollen inside me, he began filling my cunt with warm dog sperm as the thought of giving birth to a litter of puppies popped into my head. And then I came again.
"Oh, oh, yeah, fuck me, fuck me," I squealed, spitting the dog's cock out of my mouth.
I collapsed on the bed in a heap as the dog and I remained knotted for a while. Finally, the slimy dog cock slit out of my gaping cunt, and a river of dog sperm poured out. Rex continued to film the proceedings as the dogs licked their huge cocks clean and jumped off the bed.
"Well, it looks like you enjoy dog cock too, Shelby," Rex laughed.
"Fuck you, Rex," I moaned, disgusted with myself.
It was true the dogs rocked my world, but I wouldn't admit it to Rex. Over the next three weeks, Rex visited me multiple times a week, and I fucked him and his horse and dogs for him. I'm still not sure why I was letting him do this to me, but I didn't stop it. Finally, one night, when the dogs were getting some of my pussy, Amber stopped over unannounced and caught us in the act.
"Oh my God, you sick bitch what are you doing?" She screamed.
"Get the fuck out of here, Amber. This is none of your business," Rex told her.
I broke down crying hysterically as Amber called my Pa, and Rex and his Great Dane fled my house. I was broken, an emotional and psychological mess. My Pa and Amber found the medications I'd been given for depression and anxiety unused, and they immediately decided what to do.
"Amber, get her cleaned up and dressed, and I'll call over to Taylorville," my Pa announced.
Taylorville was the big state mental hospital; Pa had me admitted for counseling and therapy. I was there for six months, treated for a variety of mental disorders, including depression, anxiety, personality disorder, and Stockholm syndrome—all connected to Rex and the night at Billy Bob's.
I was happy to return home and see my family, including Amber, my brothers, and instructors. Upon arriving home, I was shocked to see Rex's horse, Satin, in my barn and Rex's pickup truck in one of my outbuildings. Scared that Rex was still on my property or around the area, I called my Pa. Pa told me the horse and the truck were mine, and he was going to drop off the dogs for me in the coming days.
"Well, where's Rex? He'll want his stuff back," I asked nervously.
"Shelby, you don't ever need to worry; Rex will never bother you again. I can guarantee that," Pa stated.