Janes Calamity
Discover the tantalizing world of ‘Jane’s Calamity,’ an adult erotic sex story that dives into passion, desire, and unexpected encounters. Follow Jane’s wild journey as she navigates seduction and intrigue, igniting the flames of forbidden pleasure. Get ready to indulge in an unforgettable tale that will leave you breathless!
A brutal rape/revenge tale set in the wild west. , The dirty, broken sign said “Welcome to Bloodstone”. Jane rode alone along the dusty track, into the small town. It didn’t look very welcoming. A few rough looking men loitered the street, they were all dirty and unshaven and just starred at her as she slowly rode past.
Four days ago, Jane had rode into her sisters’ small ranch, up north. She was looking forward to seeing her sister and niece again after drifting for a while, earning money by gambling and bounty hunting. She soon learnt that her sixteen-year-old niece, Amy had ran away with a man. A scum-bag gambler named Jason Mathews, who Jane and her sister both disliked, but who Amy thought she loved.
Her sister was worried sick and so was Jane, she knew the savage world around her and was wise to it, but Amy was just eighteen and innocent, and that idiot Mathews didn’t have the sense to protect her. So Jane promised her sister she would find Amy and bring her back. She wasted no time getting on the trail of Amy and Mathews, and asked around wherever she went.
Now it bought her here in this Shit-hole of a town. Jane didn’t like the thought of Amy spending any time here. She knew this type of place; a wild fringe town, dominated by bandit gangs, with a corrupt sheriff allowing a high level of lawlessness. It was no place for a young woman. Jane felt uneasy, but she had to find her runaway niece before any harm came to her.
She stopped outside the Saloon and dismounted then tied her horse to the railing. A couple of older men were sitting on a bench outside the saloon. She heard them commenting, “Hey looky at that Bill, that cowboy’s got big melon tits.”
“Yeah I noticed, best thing I seen all week, reckon she’ll let us have a squeeze.”
Jane strode up to them, she chose to ignore their comments. “Have you seen this girl?” She asked them holding out a sepia photograph she had of Amy.
One of the old fellows seemed to study the photograph carefully, the other was intensely studying her chest.
“Might have seen her a few days ago, not sure though. Why don’t you ask the boys inside, they can be real friendly.”
“Thanks I will.”
Jane entered the dank Saloon and the first thing she noticed was the strong stink of unwashed men. The room was filled with rough bandit types and all their eyes seemed to turn to her. There wasn’t a woman to be seen. She strode confidently up to the bar, she wasn’t going to be intimidated by the room full of starring eyes and lusty grins.
“What can I get you luv?” the big, stocky barman asked her chest.
“Whiskey.” said Jane, she produced the photo of Amy “…I’m looking for my niece, has she come through here?”
The barman poured her a shot of whiskey then took the photo and studied it,“Nope never seen her before, pretty girl though.”
Jane was studying his face as he looked at the picture and spoke, her gambling instincts told her he was lying.
Jane downed the shot of whiskey and pondered her next move. Then she felt a hand on her ass and a gruff voice said, “I got five bucks for ya sweetheart, how about you show me a good time?”
With great speed Jane turned and grabbed the hand and snapped the middle finger. The big bearded man let out a high pitched wail of pain and grabbed his hand. Several other men stood up and approached her. “Now that wasn’t very lady-like.” said one of them.
“Who the hell said I was a lady?” replied Jane, standing defensively, “I don’t want no trouble, I’m just lookin’ for my niece.”
“Oh we do want trouble.” said the man as he came at her.
Jane Quickly grabbed the whiskey bottle and smashed it over his head. Another man punched her hard in the ribs. She turned and stabbed him in the guts with the broken bottle. She dodged a third mans’ punch and sent him reeling with a left hook. Jane couldn’t believe how fast it had come to this, she knew she couldn’t fight them all off so she drew her pistols, pointing them at the men closest to her, causing them to stop.
“Anyone else wanna fuck with me?” she called out “…You’ll get a fuckin’ bullet.”
Then came a sudden blow to the back of the head that knocked her unconscious, the big barman had whacked her with the butt of his shotgun.
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As Jane slowly came around, all she was aware of was an intense headache. Then she was aware of a pain in her arms, she tried to move them but couldn’t. Her eyes suddenly flipped open, and she looked around as her mind screamed out that she was in danger. A bare gaol cell was all she saw, brick walls, iron bars, a dirty bed and a bucket in the corner. Sunlight streamed in from the small, barred window.
She became aware that she was left hanging by her arms which were tied up to the bars. She was able to stand and took the strain off her sore arms above her. Jane looked down and to her horror she saw that her shirt had been unbuttoned and her bra was removed, her large breasts were exposed in front of her. ‘Those Bastards!’ she thought, the last thing she remembered was fighting those unruly thugs in the Saloon.
“Hey, sheriff she’s come around.” She heard a man call out from the open cell door beside her. A man entered the cell, he was a stocky, ugly man in his forties. He was wearing a black hat and dark coat with a sheriffs star pinned on it, Jane saw two other men with him.
“Get me down from here!” Jane demanded. “You’re a law-man, you can’t treat me this way!”
“I’ll treat outlaws any way I see fit!” replied the sheriff. “You come into my town starting trouble, and you gotta deal with me!”
“I didn’t start any trouble, those Pricks in the Saloon did.”
“Who cares? I got me a big set of tits to play with!” The Sheriff moved forward and grabbed Janes tits, groping and squeezing them.
“Let go of me you Perverted Fuck!” Jane spat out angrily, and drove her knee into the sheriffs crotch making him double over in pain.
“AAAGH FUCKIN’ BITCH!! …Get her pants off!” He ordered.
Jane kicked and struggled as the men undid her pants, and slowly pulled them off as she made it as difficult as possible. “Your problem bitch, is you think you’re a man. Wearing pants, getting’ into bar fights!”
The Sheriff approached her again, this time the others made sure they had a hold of her legs. “We’re gunna have to show you what you are!” He roughly pulled down her baggy white underwear, revealing a bushy patch of brown pubic hair and the mound of her vagina. He roughly rubbed his fingers on her pussy lips.
“Aaaagh No!, Stop that you Bastard! You’ve got no right!” Jane yelled.
The Sheriff just gave her a cruel smile. “Yeah, I’m gunna fuck you good, bitch!” He turned to the others “Get her down, we’ll fuck her on the bed.”
The other men laughed and cheered as they untied her. Jane struggled and fought like a wild stallion as they pushed her onto the bed and held her down on her back. “Spread her wide for me boys!” the men got hold of her legs and pulled them wide apart.