Innocent Christian farmer couple Christina and George Goodfellow is on their way to Sweetwater Town to do some purchases and to deposit some money on their banc account. But they are assaulted by female bandit Pistol Kate who force them to drive their coach to a remote wooded area. The female robber silences her powerless captives with a cleave gag and ties them up on a tree secure her getaway. But famous western girl Annie Oakley has witnessed the robbery and with a well aimed shot Pistol Kate is disarmed. Quite soon Pistol Kate will experience the very bondage she has imposed on the peaceful and inoffensive farmer couple.
As freelance journalists my wife and I we were spending a weekend at a Western LARP. The condidion to be allowed to write the article was that we had to participate as actors, too, and so we acted the part of a tenderfoot couple from the East who had inherited a piece of land and a farm near Hostage Town in the Old West. When we arrived we were received by experienced cowgirl Jenny Faith who accompanied us to our farm outside the town.
"Is it yet far to go to the farm, Jenny?"
"Not much, only 2 miles out off town. Lucky you, the farm is worth a big deal of money. It's the only water hole for 10 miles around and all the cattle barons are eager to buy it. But your uncle Joe didn't want to sell. He allowed everbody to water their cattle, but he didn't want to sell."
"But you've to be damned careful. Some of the cattle barons won't really be pleased to know that there are heirs. Heaven what..."
"Hands up, folks. Okay, tie up the cowgirl, I'll take care of the tenderfeet."
"Oh Jesus. Please...don't shoot! We'll do whatever you say!
"For heavens sake. What...what are you intending to do with us?"
"Hahaha. Never in my life seen such chickenhearted tenderfeet. And now move, weak sisters."
"UMMMMMPH. MMMMMMMH"
"So long, cowgirl. You'd better shoudn't interfere with things that are none of your business"
"UMMMMMPHH. MMMMMMMMH"
Bound, gagged and completely powerless, cowgirl Jenny struggled in vain against her tight bonds.
"Must be the hands of Rob Evil, the cattle baron. They will take them to their boss.
Meanwhile, me wife and I had been tied up, too, and were displaced to see the boss...
"Move greenhorns, there's somebody to see you, hahaha.
"Ah...well, well, the two tenderfeet. What a cute couple of sissies. Welcome to the Old West, cuties."
"Listen tenderfeet, this nice little welcome party might have made clear to you that the good Old West is much too dangerous for chickenhearted wimps like you. So, tomorrow morning we'll go to see the solicitor and you'll make over the farm to me. And then you'll take the next stage coach back to the East and will soon forget you little Old West adventure. I guess we understand each other, isn't it.
"Well, doesn't seem that my husband and I have much of a choice."
"Im pleased to see you so reasonable, M'am. Well, take care of them and give them a nice tie-up to make sure that they won't change their mind, hahaha!"
Mr. Evils hand used our very scarves to gag us and then we had to stand against a tree and several loops of rope were wound tightly around our chest, belly, arms and legs.
"That's it, chickens. I'm quite sure that a night in tight bondage will make sure that you will have a long lasting memory of your little Old West adventure. Take care. Hahaha."
There we stood, one tied up next to the other and our exciting Old West adventure had come apperently to a very early end. Even so we were delighted and enjoyed it to the fullest. And even tied up for some time probably there were more adventures to come. Would Jenny be able to free herself and to free us, too. Or would they really let us go after having signed over the ranch to evil cattle baron. Yes, it was quite probable that there were yet more thriling adventures to come...
Feliz ano novo! Euch allen ein glückliches und gesegnetes Jahr 2016! Bonne année! Happy new year! Feliz año nuevo !
Befriended ranch women Helma Christina Peacemaker and Suzanne Joyspring and their handsome foremen George and Andy have sold some cattle for a good price at the cattle market near the railway station and are back to Christina's ranch to celebrate the deal with some good bottles of champain while their hands are partying at the saloon in Hostage Town. But rustler Lady Lilly Roper is chasing the two bossy ranch women and their rather wimpy foremen. The cowgirls and cowboys are taken by surprise, disarrayed and abducted to a remote place in the lowhills. The ranch woman have to hand over the cattle money and their two foremen are forced to tie up and to gag their lordlike female bosses and soon join them in tight and humiliating bondage.
The bound and gagged ranch women and their foreman are left behind in complete distress and humilation, struggling in vain against their tight bonds and sever gags....
"MMMMMMMH. UMMMMMMPH. MMMMMMMMMGGGGGH.
Four white settlers have been captured during an Indian's assault on a wagon treck. There were in the last wagons and couldn't manage to join the barricade. Now they are tightly tied up at the stake in the middle of the Indian's village while most of the Indian warriars have left to fight against the remaining settlers. Even without being guarded the powerless whiteyes are unable to free themselves and only can hope that some of their fellow settlers come to their rescue...
It was in the seventies. My girl friend Chrissy was about 11 and I was 10 years old and we were watching TV on a Sunday afternoon in hot summer. It was the German wild west movie "Old Surehand" and in this film a girl and her boyfriend were captured by some Indians and were both tied up to the stake. While being bound to the stake they did some love talk and at the very moment Chrissy took my hand into her hand and she snuggeld up to me and it seemed she was very thrilled watching this sequence and I was, too. The next morning we were talking with our class mates Rita and Karl about the film and they had the idea to play Cowboy and Indians in the nearby woods after school. Chrissy and I we agreed with delight and it was decided that Chrissy and I should dress up as cowgirl and cowboy and Rita and Karl as Indians as each of us had still the matching carnival costumes. It was decided that Chrissie and I should penetrate in the woods where Rita and Karl where hiding and that we should try to capture each other. Chrissy and I had revolver belts and Rita and Karl had some plastic tomahawks and spears. So Chrissy and I penetrated into the woods very carefully, trying to spot the two Indians. We were really thrilled and then, suddenly, Karls and Rita were behind us and told us to surrender:
"Hugh. Palefaces. Hands up. You're our prisoners."
Chrissy and I raised up our hands and then our captors approached and took our revovers out off our holsters so that we were completely disarmed. Chrissy raised up her hands even higher and played the helpless female:
"Oh. Please. Don't kill us. What, what will you do with us?"
"Hugh. White squaw and wimpy paleface will be bound to the stake! Move! Move!
It was the absolute delight for all of us. Chrissy and I we enjoyed it really to be the helpless captives and Rita and Karl had fun to have us at their complete mercy. We had to move in front of them with our hands raised up for a while and then we arrived to a place where they had deposited a coil of rope. We had to cross our hands behind our buttocks and they tied up our wrists and then they decided to gag us with our own scarves as palefaces where always talking with splitted tongue so that we were not allowed to talk. Then we had to stand against a tree and several loops of rope were wounded tightly around our chest, belly and legs so that we were tied up very close one to the other. I felt Chrissy's tender and soft body pressed against mine and it was the absolute delight, even better as in the film we had seen. Rita and Karl made a great show, they danced around our stake a weird war dance and then they started to fondle and to molest us, caressing us with their plastic tomahawk and they insulted us as white weaksisters and wimpy whiteys. Chrissy and I we moaned and whimpered into our gags and then our Indian captors started to collect some firewood and put it around our feet. It was really realistic and Chrissy and I got kind of really scared as Karl put out some matches and lighted up the first one. All in all Chrissy and I we spend some two hours at the stake and as there was no Old Surehand to free us and finally our Indian captors told us that we had had our lesson and that we should never again dare to enter into their territory without permission and then we were freed and we went all out of the wood. It was a great game and we decided that we would do some other games at other occasions. Later on I accompanied Chrissy to her home and she gave me a kiss and told me that she had enjoyed it very much to have be bound with me at the stake and I too, I dreamed of this experience still for a long time...
Feliz Natal! Joyeux Noël ! Fröhliche Weihnachten! Merry Christmas! ¡Feliz Navidad!
