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Luke was horny. He hadn't had sex since that fancy woman upstairs over a saloon in Kansas City three months ago. He saw the Zuni gal long before she saw him. She was gathering plants on the bank of a stream. They were closer to the pueblo than Luke liked. He could see it on the western horizon, but he was sure that he could fuck her and be on his way eastward and almost to the fort before she could get back to the pueblo. Luke dismounted and hobbled his horse, an Appaloosa he called "Patches." Then he unbuttoned the fly of his Levis and pulled out his pecker so's he'd be ready. Quiet as an Injun himself, he crept up behind the gal and grabbed her. She was a wildcat, but Luke had a taste for spirited womenfolk and, at 6' 1" and 160 lbs. he was more than a match for her. He guessed that she was about 16 years old. He tripped her, fell on top of her, pulled up her buckskin dress and rammed his boner into her. Then all he had to do was hold her down , not an easy job, and fuck. Luke was too horny to make it last as long as he'd have liked. He blew his wad after only a couple of minutes, but he kept pumping his jism into her 'til it overflowed and ran down her thighs and onto her belly. When he'd given her all he had, Luke jumped up and swaggered back to Patches, leaving the Zuni gal sobbing on the ground. His plan to reach the fort before she'd even gotten back to the pueblo ran into a snag, though. Patches caught his right front foot in a chuckhole and went down, throwing Luke over his head onto the hard desert hardpan, onto his head. When Luke came to, the sun was well to the west and he realized that he must have been out for hours. Patches' leg was broken and Luke had to shoot him. Luke staggered toward the fort many miles away with a pounding headache and so dizzy that he was reeling like a drunkard. Then he heard hoofbeats behind him. There was nowhere to hide in the open desert and he couldn't have outrun a tortoise. He hadn't gone half a mile before the warriors caught up with him. He had his six-shooter, but there was no point trying to put up a fight. He'd just be shot. So, Luke stood there and let them take him. They tied his hands behind his back, put a lasso around his neck and tied it to the horn of the saddle on one of their horses. He recognized it as his own saddle. The Zunis usually use just a blanket or ride bareback. So, Luke had to stagger along on foot behind their horses, all the way back to the pueblo. He thought he'd never make it and wasn't sure he wanted to, if he did. When he finally got there, he was thrown into one of the rooms of the pueblo and a warrior with a rifle sat down in front of the doorway. Luke's aching head made it hard to sleep, but he was so tired that he did anyhow. At dawn, a woman came in and gave him a bowl of a corn-and-bean porridge and some water. As soon as he'd eaten, he was dragged outside before a large gathering of elderly Zuni men. The gal he'd raped came out in front of them and him and pointing to him gave a kind of speech to the crowd, but it was all in Zuni, and although Luke could guess what she was saying, he couldn't understand a word. He soon saw, though, that this was some kind of a trial. A trial where he had no lawyer and didn't understand a word that was said. Several other people spoke to the elders, sometimes pointing at Luke. One of them was a handsome, strong, young feller who looked mad enough to chew railroad spikes and spit rust . One of the older men seemed to be a medicine man. He made a speech, chanted, and finally did some kind of a dance. Luke guessed that he was probably asking the gods what they thought of it.Damn' if there wasn't thunder and a gust of strong wind when he was done. Luke shivered, and not just because he was cold. Luke's saddle was tossed over a low adobe wall and then he was stripped naked. He was thrown over the saddle and held by the shoulders by two strong men. The young feller who looked mad enough to chew railroad spikes took off his loin cloth and took his pecker in his hand. It was a very big one and got a lot bigger as he massaged it. When it was good and hard, he came up behind Luke and raped him in the ass with it. Luke wasn't expecting it, and it hurt like hell. Luke screamed like a gal. A lot of the young braves laughed until the elders hushed them. The gal laughed too. The young brave had more self-control than Luke did and made the fuck last for a long time. When he came off, he shot such a big load that Luke thought he must be pissing, but it was all jism. If Luke thought that was going to be his whole punishment, he soon found out he was wrong. When the men holding him let go, he stood up and the jism poured out of his asshole and ran down his legs. Then they frog-marched him to the opening of an abandoned kiva.A rope was looped around his chest under his armpits and he was lowered into the kiva. They pulled the rope up, leaving him there. After a while, he guessed around a quarter of an hour, a ladder was let down through the opening and two braves and four very strange-looking people came down. The braves had stakes and pieces of rope with them. One of them had a shovel and dug a hole like a post-hole in the center of the dirt floor. They spread-eagled Luke with his ass over the hole and tied him down to the stakes. Then the braves left. The other four were naked and they looked like women with their long hair and tits. But they had tiny shriveled peckers with crumpled empty bags behind them. Mugenados ! Luke remembered hearing about them, the men-women of the pueblo-dwelling tribes . Somehow, men who didn't deserve to be men were made into surrogate women for the use of the unmarried braves. He wondered what they were doing down in the kiva with him. It didn't take long to find out. They squatted alongside him. Two of the mugenados started sucking Luke's nipples and one of them took his big cock in hand and started jerking him off. Luke didn't want to be jerked off and certainly not by one of them. But, nobody asked his opinion. His body took over and soon he was beginning to shake and getting ready to come. Then the fourth mugenado took the head of Luke's pecker in his mouth and began sucking. Luke shot a mighty load into the mugenado's mouth. However, then he was done coming, the jerking off and sucking didn't stop. They kept on and the one that was jerking him off changed hands several times without missing a stroke. Right after coming, Luke's prick was very sensitive and the sensation was too strong to be pleasant or even comfortable. The two mugenados switched between sucking and jerking without missing a stroke while the other two endlessly sucked Luke's nipples which were stiff and swelling. On and on and on it went. They never stopped. After several hours, a new crew of mugenados took over without even pausing. Some stew and pulche was brought down and fed to him, but the jerking off and sucking and the sucking of his nipples never stopped. Luke discovered what the "post hole" was for. It was his latrine. Staked down as he was, all Luke could do was lie there and let the mugenados have their way with him.His prick ached, his balls ached, his nipples were swollen. Suddenly he understood why they were doing this. This is how mugenados are made. Sooner or later, this endless jerking and sucking would would wear out his cock and balls. They'd break down and stop working, and tits would grow under those swollen nipples. And there wasn't a damn' thing he could do about it ! It was getting cold in the kiva and Luke was starting to shiver. The latest shift of mugenados was dressed warmly. They brought down a blanket to put over Luke, but his back and ass were cold from the dirt floor. Still, he managed to sleep, but, whenever he woke up the jerking off and sucking were going on uninterruptedly. The light of dawn came in through the opening in the ceiling and, with it, a new crew of mugenados bringing porridge and water. There was never a break of one stroke in the pulling and squeezing of his prick. Something new was added though, the mugenado who was sucking his cock now started kneading and squeezing his balls, not hard enough to be really painful, but as if he (she ? it ?) was trying to soften them. Otherwise, the day's routine was the same as the day before. The jerking off and sucking never stopped or even paused. Luke couldn't see his nipples in the mouths of the two mugenados who were sucking them, but they seemed much bigger.Endlessly, it went on and on. Luke fell asleep in the afternoon and, when he awoke, he thought before he opened his eyes, that the jerking off and cocksucking had stopped. When he opened his eyes, though, he could see that it hadn't, but he couldn't feel it. His balls were being squeezed and kneaded rather hard now and he couldn't feel that either. He could feel, though, that jism was constantly oozing and dribbling out of his prick.By the time it was dark, he couldn't feel that either. Still, they never stopped or paused. The next morning, except by looking at them, Luke couldn't tell that he had a cock and balls. All of the sensation was in his nipples. He could see that his chest bulged under the lips of the nipple-suckers and their mouths seemed rather full. Even though he couldn't feel what was being done to his pecker and balls, it continued, throughout the day and the night. The next morning, he awoke alone, nobody was stroking, squeezing, or sucking anything. He raised his head as much as he could and looked down at his cock and balls. Luke couldn't see his balls, but his cock was misshapen and bruised. However it didn't hurt. It was his chest that really caught his attention, though. There stood a pair of real tits like those on a 14-year-old gal. Late in the morning, Luke was brought up out of the kiva. His eyes were dazzled by the sunlight after being in semi-darkness for so long. He was given a dress to wear and brought to the House of the Mugenados to be taught to service men. He watched mugenados sucking the cocks of horny young braves or being fucked in the ass by them and was taught by example how to make these acts as pleasant as possible for the brave young men. His own manhood was ended forever , however, utterly used up in 3 days. |