The Vaquero Ch. 3

...Gonzalez's agony did not end with the whipping. Pedro's men built a fire. After heating a branding iron, they applied it to Gonzalez's buttocks. Smelling his own flesh burning, he screamed, then fainted...

"Now its time for the third demonstration. Its your choice - will you fuck me or do I use this branding iron?" Gonzalez lifted a hot iron from the fire and held it in front of Juanita's face. Looking in horror, she quickly replied, "No, please. I'll do anything."

For the next hour, Gonzalez had his way with her. Too weak to resist, and terrified of the brand, Juanita gave him a blow job and fucked him doggy style. Her back was simply too cut up and painful to fuck in any other position. Exhausted from the torture and the sex, Juanita went to sleep.

When she awoke, Juanita once again found her self in the adobe, naked - and hanging from the center pole. But Gonzalez was gone. Mrs. Vallejo began a struggle to get free.

When Gonzalez entered Sonoma, he went directly to the postmaster and left a letter, addressed to Pedro Vallejo. He then rode quickly out of town.

A day later, the letter was delivered to the ranchero. With search parties out everywhere and frantic for news of Juanita, Pedro opened the envelope. It contained instructions on where to find his kidnapped wife.

Three hours later, Pedro rode up to the adobe. Seeing his wife naked, he told his men to wait outside. He entered the adobe and stared at Juanita, as she hung there.

In pain, hungry and thirsty, Juanita could not believe that her husband just stood there. She demanded that he get his "ass moving."

As Pedro listened to the same irritating, annoying, demanding voice he had come to despise after 20 years of marriage, an idea flashed in his brain. Pedro Vallejo reached over to the small wooden stool and picked up Gonzalez's bull whip...

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