The Bandit Scout

Chapter 11 -- Ralph Rider Courts a Bandit

As a good trek leader should, Ralph toured the entire spread-out encampment, checking on the welfare of all. He visited the Hands, the Mounted Troops, and the Bucks. Carlos went with the Medico, so he skipped the Medico's tent and Carlos's tent. It perplexed him that he had not found Carmen on his tour. The Bucks were to turn her over to him for the night. He stopped by his tent to review his actions before going to look for her. She had been in the custody of the Bucks but was not in sight. He had noted that they seemed to be in excellent moods, all of them.

Ralph entered his tent, startled by what he saw. His beautiful, long-haired blonde was lashed to a tent pole and gagged. The Bucks must have arranged this present for him.

"Hummph hummpph humm hummph," Carmen said.

Ralph answered, "Let me get that gag. Then, I think I can understand you a lot better."

He knelt in front of Carmen and reached behind her neck to untie the cleave gag. He removed the gag and reached into her mouth with his thumb and fingers to pull out the bandanna used for gag packing.

Carmen took only a moment to flex her jaw, gave Ralph a brilliant smile, and said, "Thank you, Boss Ralph. I promise not to complain. If my talking bothers you at all, you can gag me again."

Ralph kissed her with one hand grasping her butt and the other hand grasping her breast. He could tell that she hungered for him, just as he hungered for her. He said, "Carmen, this pole interferes. Let's get you loose from it."

Soon she was free, and it took little time for her to remove her halter and shorts. She looked at him and questioned, "On the bunk? Or do you want me somewhere else?"

"I think that the bunk would be a wonderful place for us to continue," Ralph answered. Carmen moved to the center of the bed and knelt, placing her hands behind her back.

"Carmen, do you want me to tie you back up?"

"You showed me how terrific it can be with you in total control of me. Yes, I want you to tie me up."

Ralph moved close behind her, cupping her breasts. She said, "That feels so fantastic. I may not know what the future holds for me, but I wish that our time here could go on forever."

Ralph started using his fingers to comb her hair, stopping occasionally to manipulate a breast or to tweak a nipple. Carmen could not prevent a soft moan from escaping her lips now and then. Those little moans were music to Ralph's ears. She asked, "Is my hair long enough for you?"

He answered, "Your beautiful hair hangs below your butt. Yes, it is just perfect. What would you like to do? Why don't you pick what we do next?"

That was unexpected, Carmen thought. She said, "Okay, would you start by tying my ankles to my thighs?"

Soon, her ankles were tied to her thighs. "Now divide my hair three ways. Let the middle hang down my back. Take the left part and put it over my left shoulder, and put the right part over my right shoulder.

Ralph took the left strand and did as she directed. He played with her left tit through her hair and then let it dangle between her legs. He did the same with the right strand. With his fingers, he combed the strand down her back for a while and then reached around and held her breasts again.

"Now what is next?"

Carmen had kept her hands behind her back so far. She said, "I trained very hard for the Comanche, and I am very limber. Look how I can move my hands."

She crossed her wrists and moved them until her forearms were parallel. She kept pushing them higher until her hands were crossed between her shoulder blades. She said, "Pull my head back and wrap the middle strand of my hair around my wrists vertically. That will keep my hands high between my shoulders and keep my head pulled back."

This left her looking almost straight up. She said, "Cinch the tie with the rest of that strand and then use a string to tie the ends of my hair around a wrist so things won't come undone before you are ready to free me."

He complied, and she said, "It is almost time for me not to be in charge any longer. Would you apply the gag now and take control?"

Ralph said, "Carmen, I will gag you. But first, while I have you here at my disposal, I want us to talk. Can we do that?"

"Yes, Boss. I am good for whatever you want."

"Okay, you understand the Chief has assigned you to me. You probably do not know why or what I want you to do. We need to clear the air on this. Since I left Unihold, I have been trying to perfect the forging of a true katana blade. Do you understand why that is important?"

Carmen answered, "The few katanas that have survived from Earth are the most potent weapons on Newhome. They don't break and are incredibly sharp. If you could make blades like that, you would control Newhome."

"I knew you were a sharp cookie! Rider Ranch, the Bucks, and the Wagon Train have entered an alliance to make this happen. Medico Stevens says that Unihold will support us. Stella stole documents from me that are necessary for all of this. She is with us to recover and return those documents we call the Katana Documents. I think she is the key player in all of this. With those documents, I am close to being able to forge a true blade.

"But I need help. I will focus my attention on making blades. I need help with many routine tasks, which is why I asked Chief Brooks to assign you to me. The things that I need will not be difficult, but you will have to learn new things. But this will not work if you are just looking for your chance to escape. I want you to commit to becoming my assistant.

"You follow the Comanche and bandit culture. I understand that it calls for you to escape if you can. But you remember that Chief Brooks talked to your dad about new ways of doing things. And your dad agreed to try. One change must be for you to agree to help us. Will you do that? It will be for the Comanche and the alliance. And it will be for me."

Carmen thought before responding, "Boss Ralph, I think I see your point. Can you give me until tomorrow morning to answer you? Until then, I pledge not to escape. Not that I have any chance of that right now, anyway. You have me tied up pretty good."

"Yes, but it was at your instructions," Ralph murmured. "There is one more thing I need to say. From the moment I saw you, I knew I had to make you mine. You are the most beautiful woman on Newhome. And I am finding you are intelligent as well. You are everything that I want. Think on that as you are making your decision."

"I will, Ralph. Your feelings are not one-way. After all, no one has tied me up with my hair before. You are a special man, and I have not dared hope to be more than your slave. Now go ahead and gag me. I've talked too much."

Kneeling beside her, Ralph gave her a long, lingering kiss with one hand on her throat and the other on her back. Then he inserted the bandanna into her mouth and cleaved it with another one. He eased her down until she was reclining on her back and arms. Carmen was limber and could do this with her knees and shins flat on the bunk.

"Carmen, there can be no further delay in fucking you." He spread her legs apart to facilitate entry and inserted his cock into her very ready pussy.

Carmen was not in the best position to respond to Ralph's thrusts. But she did what she could with joy and abandon. The pleasure spreading from her core overcame any discomfort in her arms, shoulders, and neck from the stringent bonds. Soon, a crescendo of pleasure cascaded over both of them as a powerful orgasm shook each with emotions that were private yet shared.

Ralph stretched out beside Carmen and untied her gag while his strength returned. When she could talk, Carmen said, "That was a wonderful orgasm that you gave me, Boss. Do you have any more like that?"

"It will take a few minutes to recover. Then I hope to continue our play. Let's turn you on your belly so I can free you from this reverse prayer hair tie."

Carmen replied, "I want you to be in charge. Can you leave me tied like this a little longer?"

Ralph asked, "Doesn't being tied like that hurt? I know you are a tough lady, but I don't want to punish you. I want for us to both have pleasure."

"Yes," she answered. "This is not a comfortable tie, and I feel the strain. But I think it has given you pleasure to tie me like this. It also seems to give you pleasure to have me completely helpless. Providing pleasure for you gives me much joy. You can massage my shoulders, arms, and neck. And anything else that pleases you. When your shaft stirs again, let me know."

Ralph turned her on her stomach and sat up in the bunk with Carmen between his legs. Carmen's face was looking right at his cock, but when he started massaging her trapezius muscles and her deltoids, she closed her eyes in pleasure. He encircled her triceps and biceps with his fingers and thumb, firmly massaging them up and down. Then he went to her forearms and did the same. He returned to her trapezius and repeated the process again and again. Carmen made those soft moans that drove him nearly crazy. He would break the pattern by sliding his hands between her back and arms and pressing down with the heel of his hands as he moved down to her butt. There, he would knead her glutes before starting all over again. It was not long before he was erect once again, but he did not stop massaging her.

Carmen was almost groaning with the pleasure of his massage. That pleasure was much stronger than the discomfort of her hair tie. Finally, Carmen asked, "Haven't you recovered yet?" after some time had passed. She opened her eyes and saw the answer in front of her. "Boss, I asked you to let me know when you had recovered."

"Carmen, you seemed to enjoy what I was doing. I didn't want to stop."

She said, "That's alright. I need your help now. You have me tied up and very helpless. Will you help me?"

He replied, "Of course, I will always help you. What do you want me to do?"

"Sit up and lean forward. Lower your cock to me. As you do that, take my arms to lift me and pull me forward onto your cock. Once I have you in my mouth, you just relax and enjoy."

It took some experimentation, but they got it right. Carmen could only achieve a small amount of head motion. Moving her head forward pulled her hands even higher on her shoulders, and they were already near their limit. He had already pulled her head back, just about as far as it would go. Her head motion was only centimeters. She made up for that by encasing his shaft with her lips and sucking as hard as she could. While doing that, she did everything that she could with her tongue to fondle and caress him.

In his state of arousal, it did not take long for his orgasm to erupt. Carmen swallowed, looking Ralph in the eye as she did.

Ralph untied the string that was holding her hair in place and began unwrapping the loops of hair from her wrists. It was not until he removed the last loop that she could straighten out her neck and lower her hands. Ralph moved to her side and made sure her face was resting on the bunk. Then he dropped her hands to her butt and moved them to her sides on the bunk. Carmen could not help but groan as her arms straightened out.

She saw by the look on his face that it distressed him that he had hurt her. She said, "Boss Ralph, it is natural to have stiffness when being tied in one position for a long time. But I am not harmed. I am a Comanche, and we are made of stern stuff."

"Carmen, it bothers me that I enjoyed something so much that has caused you distress. I don't like that about myself."

"Boss, you just have this wrong. A little groan doesn't mean distress. The Bucks had me in a tight spread eagle for hours before Stella had them tie me differently. That was becoming legitimate distress. By the end of the day, I would have been in great pain. I think I need to show you, Boss, that I am not delicate. I can't do this without your help once more. Will you help me?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"First, tie my hands and elbows again. When you tie my elbows, I want you to pull them close together. Use some of that strength of yours. Will you do this?"

Ralph answered by doing what she asked. Then Carmen said, "Now pick me up and set me on my knees on the ground with my back to the tent pole." When he did, she continued, "Now take a long rope and tie one end to my hands. Put the other end through the ring at the top of the pole. Pull the rope through the ring and keep pulling until I ask you to stop."

Soon, most of the rope had passed through the ring, and all the slack was out of the part of the rope from her hands to the ring. When he pulled more, it lifted her hand behind her and bent her forward at her hips. "Keep going," Carmen encouraged. Carmen was very limber, and she did not ask him to stop until the angle between her arms and her back was well over 100 degrees. "Tie the rope off to something to hold me in this position. You can see I am helpless with my ankles tied to my thighs, my elbows jammed together, and my hands pulled high. The focal point of the stress is in my shoulders, and the best that I can do is not move at all. Any movement adds to the stress. What I want now is for you to play rough with me. I have seen how much you love to play with my breasts. You have them completely exposed and available to you right now. Would you come and kneel in front of me? I want you to slap my tits around. Not as hard as you can, but hard enough to make me cry out and groan or gasp.

"Yes, it will hurt me. But I am sure that you will not hit me hard enough to harm me. It will hurt good. Please, Boss. Kneel in front of me."

"You must be a witch! You say do something and I do it, even if I don't want to," as he took the seiza position in front of her.

"Thank you, Boss. Now, play with my tits. Play rough."

Ralph's hands seemed to have minds of their own as each hand grabbed a tight grip on a tit and squeezed. He looked at her eyes, expecting to see a wish for him to stop. Instead, he saw a face that radiated joy and heard a soft moan. This made no sense to him.

His right hand released its prize and delivered a sharp open-handed slap to the side of her tit. His left hand twisted her nipple, pinching hard as it did. Carmen gasped at that.

"Carmen, you have made your point. This is not me! I admit I love to have you in bondage, even stringent bondage like you are now. I love playing with your bound body. But I don't like brutality either in others or myself. And that is what you are asking. So I am drawing a line that I won't cross."

"But, Boss, even with that little rough play, you are erect. You see now that I am not delicate. I promise I will tell you if something you do hurts so much that I wish you would stop."

"Okay, Carmen. You are not delicate. I love your body and I love your mind and spirit."

"I love you, Boss Rider. Can I give a few more instructions? Let's make the best use of this wonderful restrictive bondage you've put me in."

He wondered what she could be thinking and said, "Tell me what you want."

"Help me rotate so the pole is to my side and not my back. Then lift my outside leg and slide your hips under me and put your tool in me."

When he impaled her on his member, he found that the lift of her hands positioned her chest perfectly for him to fondle her breasts while he hunched his cock back and forth. Her ties prevented her from being anything but his receptacle, but she was satisfied with that. He felt his climax approaching, and her breathing and moaning told him she was approaching her own orgasm, as well.

He was lightly kneading her breasts as they recovered from their orgasms. Carmen said, "If you tie me up this way again to make love, I would request one change. I would ask you to put a quick-release on the rope that is holding my hands up in the strappado. Then I could fold over you, resting my tits on your chest and my head on your shoulder while we regain our strength. Not that this wasn't fine!"

Ralph lifted her leg so he could withdraw. He lowered her hands and untied her elbows and wrists.

Carmen was content. She was going to rethink her situation as a hostage. Somehow, this had become something more than she had ever anticipated. Ralph was such a strong, kind, and considerate man. She thought he might love her, and she had no doubt that she might be falling in love with him.

Next, after he untied her legs and lifted her to carry her to the bunk, he rubbed her arms, back, and neck until she was fast asleep. He pulled the cover over her and climbed in and lay next to her.

He reached across the table beside the bunk and turned off the lantern. He was thinking, this remarkable woman is not a hostage. She is the woman for me for the rest of my life. I don't know how I will work this out, but I know I will. I will convince her to commit to this project. Then I will convince her to commit to me.