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On the Horizon chp. 6
Title: On the Horizon
Pairing: Vam and others
Summary: Ville and his friend Jonne are traveling down to Nevada in the midst of the gold rush when they encouter the Haggard Boys
Disclaimer: if i owned anyone mentioned, i wouldnt waste time with fanfics
previous chapters:
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5
Chapter 6
Novak (POV)
Wonder what that he-she said to make Bam so angry? I’ve never seen him that upset. Normally when one of our captured says anything, he’ll just laugh it off and have a little fun with them. Maybe that was it. Since we brought back men, he cant turn his anger into rough sex.
If you ask me, I think what we brought back is just as good. They’re both beautiful. Who cares if they have dicks? As long as they have a place where I can stick mine, I don’t see the problem. And its not like anyone is forcing their cocks down Bam’s throat. Maybe if I explain that to Bam, he’ll loosen up and have some fun. Well he should be feeling better soon anyway. A visit with Jen and Missy always puts him in a good mood.
My attention turns back to our prisoners as I hear the tall brunette groaning in pain. I look down and see his knees bent up to his chest with his arms wrapped around them. The pretty blonde is bent over him, stroking his back and speaking a language I don’t understand.
“Ville, hän aari te joten hupsu!?” The blonde is yelling at him. I guess his name is Ville.
“Ajaa ei hihkaisu aikaa we Jonne. I olen kotona kerrakseen kipeys,” Ville moans.
“Tokko te jatkaa nyt kuluva , I olen astuva jotta hankkia jotta potkaista sinun aasi,” Jonne said. Ville replied simply by laughing.
I cant take much more of their secret little language. I grabbed onto Jonne’s arm and pulled him aside. He keeps his eyes on me as I reach down and lift his friend gently to his feet. I try my best to keep him steady, but he keeps stumbling. So instead, I let him lean against the wall as I grab the rope.
“Alright boys, I’m not going to hurt you. But no more private conversations, ok? You’ve got something to say, say it in English,” I command. They both nod, I guess too afraid to talk back.
“Good. Hands up sweetheart,” Ville lifts his wrists and I tie them loosely together. I repeat the process with Jonne and take them out to the entrance of the cave.
As we walk out, I see Bam already mounted on his horse and talking to Dico.
“Are you sure that they’ll be ready by the time we get back?” Bam asks.
“Ya. I could have it done in about 30 minutes. An hour at the latest. Don’t worry about it Bam. Just go have fun and tell the girls I’m sorry that I couldn’t make it,” Dico says with his crazed grin.
“I don’t think they’ll be too sorry about it,” Bam laughs.
I laugh at Dico’s little pout and pull our prisoners along to my horse. When I get there though, I notice a little problem.
“Uh, Bam?”
“Yes?” He looks at me.
“I can only fit one up here with me. You’re going to have to take the other.” He sighs and nods his head. I pull Ville over, and help him gently up in front of Bam. “So he doesn’t think about jumping off,” I tell Bam.
He rolls his eyes and snakes his arms around Ville’s waist to grab the reigns. He scoots back in the saddle as well. Trying to avoid all contact I suppose.
I turn back to Jonne. He’s just staring at the horse, confused as to what he’s supposed to do. I smile a bit and cup my hands to help lift him up. He looks at my hands with the same look.
“Just put your foot in my hands, grab the saddle, and swing your leg over on the other side,” I explain to him.
He took a deep breath and began to do as told. Once he was set on the horse, I jumped up behind him, causing the animal to stir a bit. Jonne’s eyes grew wide and he tried to grab the horse’s hair to keep from falling off. Bad choice.
“Whoa! Don’t do that,” I yell as I pull his hands back. He tenses up like I’m going to strike him.
“I’m not going to hit you, relax. She just doesn’t like it when you pull her hair like that.”
“I…I’m sorry,” he whispers.
“You ready to go?” Bam shouts from over his shoulder. I nod to him and he takes off. With a sift kick to the horse, we follow soon after.
There is a huge grin on my face as Jonne is hunched over the horse, clinging desperately to the saddle. I laugh a bit before leaning over to him. I put my lips to his ear and ask if he’s ever ridden a horse before.
“Well, no…yes…not really. Once when I was younger, but I fell off. I didn’t need a horse anyway, I lived in the city.”
“Don’t worry, I wont let you fall.” I sit up straight and pull his body upright. I put my head on his shoulder so I can see over him. I take his hands and place the reigns in them.
“W…what are you doing?” He turns his head to look at me. I cant even begin to tell how excited I was getting with his face so close to mine and his cute little ass placed nicely between my legs, rubbing along a certain area.
“I’m going to teach you to ride,” I say letting go completely of the reigns. “Alright, keep a good grip on those. And just pull them which way you want her to turn.” He nods spastically.
I lower my hands down his waist to his thighs. I cant help but run my hands over them a little before I spread them open. “Relax your legs. Keep them loose on both sides and when you want her to go faster, just give her a little kick with your heels. Go ahead and try it.”
I pulled back my grip on him and let him take control. He took a few deep breaths before tapping the horse with his feet. The horse instantly took the cue and quickened her pace. Jonne’s face instantly lit up with excitement and flashed a huge smile.
“I did it!”
“See? It isn’t so hard,” I wrap my arms around him and allow him to ride the rest of the way. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a pretty face
Ville (POV)
After what seemed like an eternity, we finally arrive to the small, somewhat run-down town. And of course the first stop, the local saloon/whorehouse. Bam jumped off the horse and tied it to a pole, just leaving me to sit there. Seconds later, Novak and Jonne arrive. At least Novak has gentlemen courtesy and helps a smiling Jonne down.
“Bam just left you up there?” He asks me. “He should know you cant get down with your hands tied.”
He places his hands on my back and helps me to dismount. Once down I go over to Jonne, who is surprisingly a lot calmer than I expected. I turn around to see Novak pull out his shiny silver revolver. Damn, I had hoped we were past all of that.
“Sorry boys. Just precautionary. Can’t have you run out to the sheriff now can I?” He gives us a little nudge and leads us through the swinging door.
The place was just as I had imagined. Busted tables and chairs, broken glass, a large dusty stage for the girls to entertain, and creaky steps that lead to a second floor. I see Bam already seated at one of the barstools. Two scantly clad women are draped over him. A decent looking blonde is covering his mouth with a brutal kiss while a pretty brunette has her tongue forced in his ear.
Novak leads us over and Bam’s eyes shoot open. He cleared his throat and pushed the two women off of him. They pout in protest but he just ignores them and walks over to us.
“Girls, I’m going to need a favor from you,” Bam asks.
“Anything you want Bam. Who’s your little friends here,” the brunette asks winking at me.
“Where are my manners? Missy, Jen this is Ville and Jonne. Boys, these are the best whores in town.” Bam laughs after giving that ‘lovely’ introduction.
“Oh Bam stop. You’re going to make me blush,” Jen says with an irritating giggle.
“Well its true. But I’m going to need your help today girls. And no not like that Missy so quit smiling.” Bam quickly runs over his little plan with the girls who seem to love the idea.
“So girls, just think of them as your personal dolls today. If they give you any trouble though, just come get me.”
They giggle again before taking hold of us and leading us up the stairs to their rooms. They sit Jonne and I down on the small, squeaky bed and begin to rummage through their dressers. While they busy themselves, I nudge Jonne and direct my eyes towards the door. He starts to understand and slowly, we inch up off the bed.
“Don’t even think about it boys.” Missy shouts. “Try to make a run for it and you’ve got two very angry outlaws waiting for you. And we keep a gun in the room so don’t even try to over power us.”
Well that put an end to my idea. I look to Jonne, he is still smiling. Strange, before I couldn’t get him to stop crying.
“What are you so happy about?” I ask him.
“I rode a horse Ville! And I didn’t even fall off.” His smile is so cute.
“I thought you were terrified of riding?” Its more of a question than a statement.
“Novak helped me through it. He showed me what to do and let me ride all the way here.”
“I’ve been trying to get you to ride for years, and it takes a filthy outlaw to get you over your fear,” I laugh.
“Well,” Jen cuts in. “That Nudie Novak can be very convincing.” Her and Missy laugh at what I assume is a private joke. I do hate it so when people cut in on private conversations.
“Here we go,” Missy shouts excited.
About two hours and maybe twenty outfits later, the girls are finally pleased at their results. For Jonne, they chose a dark blue dress to match his eyes. The outfit was rather skin tight, as was my maroon colored dress with matching corset. The dresses meet the floor, which was good considering they didn’t have any shoes that would fit us. The fishnet hosiery was killing my legs though. Our arms were adorned in cheap jewelry and they placed a choker around our necks to cover our Adam’s apple. Once they finished applying rouge, lipstick, and thickly layered eye shadow, they let us have a look.
I cant believe what I saw in the mirror. Sadly, we made for beautiful women. It kills me to say it, but it was true. The girls had even managed to create a sort of padding to give us the appearance of breasts. I rather like the eyeliner though. I think Jonne does too. He keeps turning his head left and right to examine his eyes.
“I say that we did alright,” Jen giggles.
“Let’s go see what Bam thinks,” Missy says as she grabs my wrists.
They were crazed with excitement as they lead us back into the main part of the saloon. Jonne and I were a little reluctant to go out, but surprisingly, these little prostitutes were strong. They led us to the bar, but Bam and Novak were no where in sight.
“Alright, stay here and we’ll go find them.”
I gave a heavy sigh and hunched over the bar. Jonne sat next to me and ordered us a beer. I love my friend. He always knows when I’m in need of a drink. The bartender sets down the drink and I give him a quick kittos before taking a large swallow.
I almost spit out my beer as I feel a hand moving up and down my ass before giving it a strong squeeze. I turn and look at a man about my height with long black hair grinning at me. What do I have to do!? Swing my penis out in front of these people!?
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comments are love
Pairing: Vam and others
Summary: Ville and his friend Jonne are traveling down to Nevada in the midst of the gold rush when they encouter the Haggard Boys
Disclaimer: if i owned anyone mentioned, i wouldnt waste time with fanfics
previous chapters:
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5
Chapter 6
Novak (POV)
Wonder what that he-she said to make Bam so angry? I’ve never seen him that upset. Normally when one of our captured says anything, he’ll just laugh it off and have a little fun with them. Maybe that was it. Since we brought back men, he cant turn his anger into rough sex.
If you ask me, I think what we brought back is just as good. They’re both beautiful. Who cares if they have dicks? As long as they have a place where I can stick mine, I don’t see the problem. And its not like anyone is forcing their cocks down Bam’s throat. Maybe if I explain that to Bam, he’ll loosen up and have some fun. Well he should be feeling better soon anyway. A visit with Jen and Missy always puts him in a good mood.
My attention turns back to our prisoners as I hear the tall brunette groaning in pain. I look down and see his knees bent up to his chest with his arms wrapped around them. The pretty blonde is bent over him, stroking his back and speaking a language I don’t understand.
“Ville, hän aari te joten hupsu!?” The blonde is yelling at him. I guess his name is Ville.
“Ajaa ei hihkaisu aikaa we Jonne. I olen kotona kerrakseen kipeys,” Ville moans.
“Tokko te jatkaa nyt kuluva , I olen astuva jotta hankkia jotta potkaista sinun aasi,” Jonne said. Ville replied simply by laughing.
I cant take much more of their secret little language. I grabbed onto Jonne’s arm and pulled him aside. He keeps his eyes on me as I reach down and lift his friend gently to his feet. I try my best to keep him steady, but he keeps stumbling. So instead, I let him lean against the wall as I grab the rope.
“Alright boys, I’m not going to hurt you. But no more private conversations, ok? You’ve got something to say, say it in English,” I command. They both nod, I guess too afraid to talk back.
“Good. Hands up sweetheart,” Ville lifts his wrists and I tie them loosely together. I repeat the process with Jonne and take them out to the entrance of the cave.
As we walk out, I see Bam already mounted on his horse and talking to Dico.
“Are you sure that they’ll be ready by the time we get back?” Bam asks.
“Ya. I could have it done in about 30 minutes. An hour at the latest. Don’t worry about it Bam. Just go have fun and tell the girls I’m sorry that I couldn’t make it,” Dico says with his crazed grin.
“I don’t think they’ll be too sorry about it,” Bam laughs.
I laugh at Dico’s little pout and pull our prisoners along to my horse. When I get there though, I notice a little problem.
“Uh, Bam?”
“Yes?” He looks at me.
“I can only fit one up here with me. You’re going to have to take the other.” He sighs and nods his head. I pull Ville over, and help him gently up in front of Bam. “So he doesn’t think about jumping off,” I tell Bam.
He rolls his eyes and snakes his arms around Ville’s waist to grab the reigns. He scoots back in the saddle as well. Trying to avoid all contact I suppose.
I turn back to Jonne. He’s just staring at the horse, confused as to what he’s supposed to do. I smile a bit and cup my hands to help lift him up. He looks at my hands with the same look.
“Just put your foot in my hands, grab the saddle, and swing your leg over on the other side,” I explain to him.
He took a deep breath and began to do as told. Once he was set on the horse, I jumped up behind him, causing the animal to stir a bit. Jonne’s eyes grew wide and he tried to grab the horse’s hair to keep from falling off. Bad choice.
“Whoa! Don’t do that,” I yell as I pull his hands back. He tenses up like I’m going to strike him.
“I’m not going to hit you, relax. She just doesn’t like it when you pull her hair like that.”
“I…I’m sorry,” he whispers.
“You ready to go?” Bam shouts from over his shoulder. I nod to him and he takes off. With a sift kick to the horse, we follow soon after.
There is a huge grin on my face as Jonne is hunched over the horse, clinging desperately to the saddle. I laugh a bit before leaning over to him. I put my lips to his ear and ask if he’s ever ridden a horse before.
“Well, no…yes…not really. Once when I was younger, but I fell off. I didn’t need a horse anyway, I lived in the city.”
“Don’t worry, I wont let you fall.” I sit up straight and pull his body upright. I put my head on his shoulder so I can see over him. I take his hands and place the reigns in them.
“W…what are you doing?” He turns his head to look at me. I cant even begin to tell how excited I was getting with his face so close to mine and his cute little ass placed nicely between my legs, rubbing along a certain area.
“I’m going to teach you to ride,” I say letting go completely of the reigns. “Alright, keep a good grip on those. And just pull them which way you want her to turn.” He nods spastically.
I lower my hands down his waist to his thighs. I cant help but run my hands over them a little before I spread them open. “Relax your legs. Keep them loose on both sides and when you want her to go faster, just give her a little kick with your heels. Go ahead and try it.”
I pulled back my grip on him and let him take control. He took a few deep breaths before tapping the horse with his feet. The horse instantly took the cue and quickened her pace. Jonne’s face instantly lit up with excitement and flashed a huge smile.
“I did it!”
“See? It isn’t so hard,” I wrap my arms around him and allow him to ride the rest of the way. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a pretty face
Ville (POV)
After what seemed like an eternity, we finally arrive to the small, somewhat run-down town. And of course the first stop, the local saloon/whorehouse. Bam jumped off the horse and tied it to a pole, just leaving me to sit there. Seconds later, Novak and Jonne arrive. At least Novak has gentlemen courtesy and helps a smiling Jonne down.
“Bam just left you up there?” He asks me. “He should know you cant get down with your hands tied.”
He places his hands on my back and helps me to dismount. Once down I go over to Jonne, who is surprisingly a lot calmer than I expected. I turn around to see Novak pull out his shiny silver revolver. Damn, I had hoped we were past all of that.
“Sorry boys. Just precautionary. Can’t have you run out to the sheriff now can I?” He gives us a little nudge and leads us through the swinging door.
The place was just as I had imagined. Busted tables and chairs, broken glass, a large dusty stage for the girls to entertain, and creaky steps that lead to a second floor. I see Bam already seated at one of the barstools. Two scantly clad women are draped over him. A decent looking blonde is covering his mouth with a brutal kiss while a pretty brunette has her tongue forced in his ear.
Novak leads us over and Bam’s eyes shoot open. He cleared his throat and pushed the two women off of him. They pout in protest but he just ignores them and walks over to us.
“Girls, I’m going to need a favor from you,” Bam asks.
“Anything you want Bam. Who’s your little friends here,” the brunette asks winking at me.
“Where are my manners? Missy, Jen this is Ville and Jonne. Boys, these are the best whores in town.” Bam laughs after giving that ‘lovely’ introduction.
“Oh Bam stop. You’re going to make me blush,” Jen says with an irritating giggle.
“Well its true. But I’m going to need your help today girls. And no not like that Missy so quit smiling.” Bam quickly runs over his little plan with the girls who seem to love the idea.
“So girls, just think of them as your personal dolls today. If they give you any trouble though, just come get me.”
They giggle again before taking hold of us and leading us up the stairs to their rooms. They sit Jonne and I down on the small, squeaky bed and begin to rummage through their dressers. While they busy themselves, I nudge Jonne and direct my eyes towards the door. He starts to understand and slowly, we inch up off the bed.
“Don’t even think about it boys.” Missy shouts. “Try to make a run for it and you’ve got two very angry outlaws waiting for you. And we keep a gun in the room so don’t even try to over power us.”
Well that put an end to my idea. I look to Jonne, he is still smiling. Strange, before I couldn’t get him to stop crying.
“What are you so happy about?” I ask him.
“I rode a horse Ville! And I didn’t even fall off.” His smile is so cute.
“I thought you were terrified of riding?” Its more of a question than a statement.
“Novak helped me through it. He showed me what to do and let me ride all the way here.”
“I’ve been trying to get you to ride for years, and it takes a filthy outlaw to get you over your fear,” I laugh.
“Well,” Jen cuts in. “That Nudie Novak can be very convincing.” Her and Missy laugh at what I assume is a private joke. I do hate it so when people cut in on private conversations.
“Here we go,” Missy shouts excited.
About two hours and maybe twenty outfits later, the girls are finally pleased at their results. For Jonne, they chose a dark blue dress to match his eyes. The outfit was rather skin tight, as was my maroon colored dress with matching corset. The dresses meet the floor, which was good considering they didn’t have any shoes that would fit us. The fishnet hosiery was killing my legs though. Our arms were adorned in cheap jewelry and they placed a choker around our necks to cover our Adam’s apple. Once they finished applying rouge, lipstick, and thickly layered eye shadow, they let us have a look.
I cant believe what I saw in the mirror. Sadly, we made for beautiful women. It kills me to say it, but it was true. The girls had even managed to create a sort of padding to give us the appearance of breasts. I rather like the eyeliner though. I think Jonne does too. He keeps turning his head left and right to examine his eyes.
“I say that we did alright,” Jen giggles.
“Let’s go see what Bam thinks,” Missy says as she grabs my wrists.
They were crazed with excitement as they lead us back into the main part of the saloon. Jonne and I were a little reluctant to go out, but surprisingly, these little prostitutes were strong. They led us to the bar, but Bam and Novak were no where in sight.
“Alright, stay here and we’ll go find them.”
I gave a heavy sigh and hunched over the bar. Jonne sat next to me and ordered us a beer. I love my friend. He always knows when I’m in need of a drink. The bartender sets down the drink and I give him a quick kittos before taking a large swallow.
I almost spit out my beer as I feel a hand moving up and down my ass before giving it a strong squeeze. I turn and look at a man about my height with long black hair grinning at me. What do I have to do!? Swing my penis out in front of these people!?
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