Apache Massacre




The young hard bodied Apache women lay flat on a rock high above the valley
watching the column of white soldiers riding slowly up the narrow pass.

The lithe muscular female indian brave had discarded her leggings and buckskin
shirt and wore only her scalp belt on which hung her knife and tomahawk. A
single white stripe of war paint was smeared across her face. The beads of
sweat running down her powerful brown body glistened in the hot sun. Her long
thick jet black hair lay down between her broad strong shoulders to the small
of her back. The sweat ran down the deep groove between the massive muscles on
her spine and into the tight cleft between her big round, bare, rock hard
buttocks

As she continued to watch the soldiers two troopers left the column and rode
ahead up the pass to scout ahead. She decided to ambush and take these men
before they could give the alarm to the column. Their scalps would join the
many already hanging from her scalp belt. Soon her war party of female
hardbodies would arrive from the reservation

Strong Pony, which was the Apache women's name, quickly slid of the rock onto
the back of her pony that was standing patiently out of sight. The powerful
female savage rode to another position in the rocks around the pass where she
could lie in wait for the whites. She new she would have to take them quickly
before they could use their guns and alert the other soldiers.

The magnificently muscled and agile female warrior picked her ambush position
where she could drop onto the soldiers from the higher rocks. An arrow would
make certain of taking one soldier, but the indian woman would have to take
the men in close combat with her knife and tomahawk to ensure she could get
them both before they were able to raise the alarm.

She lay in wait motionless until the second soldier was right under her. She
pulled her tomahawk from her scalp belt and dropped onto the back of the
whites horse. She landing perfectly behind him, her powerful bare thighs
straddling his horse. She brought the side of her tomahawk down on of his
head, knocking him out. The other soldier wheeled his horse around as the
Apache fighting women pushed the limp body of her first victim off his horse.
The soldier went for his holstered pistol as the hard buttocked red skin women
hurled her tomahawk at the soldier.

She was too quick for him. The soldier toppled from his horse with the
tomahawk buried in his forhead, the pistol slipping from his hand, before he
could fire his weapon. The tall hard bellied warrior women dismounted and
moved quickly to the unconscious man. She tied his wrists and quickly cut away
his breeches from around his loins, exposing his soft belly, crutch and
buttocks. She moved to the second soldier and pulled her deadly hatchet from
his forehead.

Strong Pony stripped the dead soldier and proceeded to put on his uniform. She
had to split the back of his shirt to allow her to button the shirt over her
broad shoulders and chest. Her breasts were small but very hard and pointed.
She tucked her long, thick black hair up into the soldiers hat and pulled it
down over her eyes to cover her dark brown face and warpaint. The dead soldier
was lifted by this very strong Apache women onto his horse. The female savage
mounted the other horse and holding dead soldier upright she walked both
horses to the edge of the ravine, so that they could be seen by the column of
soldiers in the distance, lower down in the valley.

The Captain of the column of fifty soldiers saw what he thought were his two
scouts signaling from a ridge over the pass. The Apache women new how to make
the 'all clear' signal by watching many army scouts. The Captains gazed
through his binoculars at the figures waving from the hill. He was satisfied
the pass was safe and ordered his men forward.

Strong Pony led the other horse behind the ridge out of site of the soldiers
and dragged the dead soldier to the ground and after stripping of the uniform
she was wearing she cut open the dead soldier breeches and scalped off his
cock.

It would still take about two hours for the column of soldiers to reach the
narrowest part of the pass where they could be ambushed and massacred, so this
allowed time for her war party of young hard bodied Apache girls to arrive
from the reservation. Strong Pont could now have sport with the surviving
captive white soldier while she waited. Strong Ponies sister Swift Arrow was
gathering this war party of Apache girls from the reservation while Strong
Pony had been ambushing the scouts.

Strong Pony removed the gag from the now naked soldier and straddled him
pinning his now free arms with her knees. He tried to resist but she was too
strong for him. The skillful Apache hunting women had captured her prey and
now taunted him with her pussy. She stuck her tongue out to indicate to him
that he must lick or die by strangulation as she gripped his throat, flexing
her massive biceps. The soldier eagerly did her bidding by licking all of her
muscular crutch and probed her asshole as much as he could. His cock lay hard
on his soft belly and the Apache slid down him and opened his legs. She
lubricated the handle of her scalping knife by licking it with her tongue and
worked it deep into his ass hole. He cried out for mercy but could not be
heard by the other soldiers who were too far away.

The Apache indian war party was made up of fifteen muscular young Apache girls
eager to fight the white soldiers. They were ready to taste the white soldiers
spunk after their victory. They were riding towards the pass, on the captured
soldiers horses, stripped naked ready for battle, some carrying fresh scalps
of the men they had overpowered, defeated and fucked the night before at the
reservation.

The fifteen savage female braves had escaped on foot from the reservation in
the early hours of the morning. The soldiers guarding them and the old women
and children had prevented the indians from keeping any ponies or weapons. To
obtain horses and weapons the she - braves would have to take them from the
thirty troopers guarding the reservation village. When the Apache girls, some
as young as sixteen, neared the soldiers camp they went down onto their hard
flat bellies and crawled closer to the camp like deadly snakes. The sentries
were taken quickly and silently by the indian girls who were very skillfull at
slitting throats. With all the guards slaughtered, the Apache female war party
crawled in among the sleeping troopers and began slitting more throats and
strangling until some soldiers were awoken by the cries of their comrades.

Still outnumbered ,but with surprize on their side the young Apache women
clubbed and wrestled the remaining soldiers to the ground. The surviving white
men were stripped and staked out and ridden like ponies by the young hard
buttocked female savages. As soon as the men spurted their cock juice over the
the hard bellies and breasts of the Apaches girls, they were tomahawked and
scalped between their legs.

Meanwhile at the pass, Strong Pony worked the soldiers now very hard and
lengthened cock with her strong fingers and spat saliva onto his cock head
before she mounted him. She had prepared him by tying his wrists and ankles to
stakes driven into the ground