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URSULA, THE WILD WEST SLUT (PART-1)this story is part of the FanClub (fm:first time, 4696 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: SavageHart
Added: Aug 10 2020Views / Reads: 1619 / 1295 [80%]Part vote: 9.60 (10 votes)
The train stopped at a mining town called "Bullhorn" when a young elitist woman decided to disembark and visit the local bordello. This story is part of a series that explores how a Catholic girl became a harlot in post-civil war wild west.
 


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Few years ago, a high society woman would have no reason to be in a mining town called Bullhorn but times were changing. What had started out as a rustic, mining community in Arizona had grown into a small town, mostly of wooden buildings built closely together to form narrow, muddy lanes. There were concrete structures here and there such as the Sheriff's office, the Princeton hotel and the train station, but due to the desolate nature of Bullhorn, most structures that rose from the ground announced the triumph of wood over concrete.

Men were dirty, sweaty and rough. They swore and drank and brawled but shootings never happened and if a high society woman walked down the street, they had trouble keeping their gaze to themselves. While no one dared misbehave with a lady, they would do things to her in their minds that are better left unsaid. When high society women appeared on the streets, it was mostly because the train had stopped in the station for those three hours to change engines and the ladies had made the highly inappropriate decision to see the place. The rough, masculine aura of the place would intimidate them soon and they would tiptoe their way back into their train compartments and giggle the rest of the time away. It felt safer there.

Norton Kane looked at the woman who stepped down from the train onto the concrete platform. She was one of those high society snobs that were passing through no doubt, for she would have no reason to actually come to Bullhorn. A plump dame, with blonde hair that fell down to her mid ...

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