"My name ain’t Tommy Two-Tongues; I changed it when I started running from the law. My mother was Belle Starr an outlaw, my father was an outlaw too and I started having problems with the law when I was a kid." - The Libertine of Libby Part 4
Belle Starr___________Jim Reed_______________Ed Reed
Tommy was born into his mother's gang of outlaws. He was born Edward Reed, but his father Jim Reed was one of several men she had known or married. Jim was an outlaw and was gunned down, so Ed really had no recollection of him and certainly didn't look like any tintype of Jim that he had seen. It was Sam Starr whose name his mother Belle took. Sam was a Cherokee outlaw and his father Tom (who knew her even earlier) was an outlaw too, so you might say being a rustler and thief was in his blood. Belle was anything, but loving and so Ed grew up among thugs and ruffians and had to defend himself early on. His sister Pearl was the object of Belle's affection which made him resent Belle even more. Many people suspected it was Ed, when Belle was bushwhacked riding home one night, but no one ever proved it.
Ed lived the outlaw life in the Cherokee territory and because of his good looks and celebrity found he could have any woman he wanted. He was a liar and a cheat so he didn't keep any woman (Cherokee or white) very long; besides that he had to keep moving to stay ahead of lawmen so a woman was just an encumbrance to be enjoyed and then left behind. It was one of the young Cherokee girls that gave him the name Two Tongues. Her name was Uganasda Ahwiagina (Cherokee for Sweet Fawn) and she was a well developed 15 year old living a traditional Cherokee life when she was introduced to him. She stood about five feet tall and if it hadn't been for her large breasts you would have thought she was ten or twelve. Ed wasted no time with courtship; instead he took her for a buggy ride and offered her a drink. Sweet Fawn had never had alcohol before, but didn't want to be perceived as a child by Ed so she took the drink and then took another. Having plied her with alcohol, she could hardly resist his advances and his advances came quickly.
Ed told her he had a blanket in the back of the buggy she could lie down on and even spread it on the prairie grass for her. She laid back and Ed laid next to her, then he rolled toward her and kissed her full lips. Sweet Fawn's heart began to flutter with the kisses and as he ran his hand up her leg, her excitement grew. He ran it up under her buckskin dress and held her ass as he pulled her toward him. She knew what he wanted, but her parents had told her to be good and not to trust the outlaw prince, so as he became more aroused she attempted to resist; it was a feeble attempt. Sweet Fawn's pussy had betrayed her as it became wetter the more he kissed her and closer he held her. Soon her dress was being unlaced and she offered no resistance. Sweet Fawn was naked on the blanket; her large breasts heaved and her wetness glistened on her black bush like dew on a flower.
BR> He rubbed her breasts and her dark nipples tightened. He put his mouth to her right nipple and sucked at it, then brought his teeth down on it causing just enough pressure to give her concern.
"I ain't going to bite it; I just like the way it feels all hard between my teeth as I run my tongue across it. Do you like it?"
Sweet fawn wasn't sure, but again didn't want to seem naive.
"It's OK, but I sure am thirsty; can I have another drink?"
Tommy was eager to satisfy her thirst so he grabbed the bottle and handed it to her. She took two large gulps and laid back down. Ed knew she was his for the taking. so he pushed her legs open and continued his exploration. Her pussy was almost dripping when his fingers found it. He rubbed his fingers between its lips and they parted; he rubbed her clit and it began to swell. It wasn't the only thing swelling; Ed's cock was swelling inside of his britches. Ed leaned over her and couldn't resist; her pussy lips were wet, her sweet pink clit shined like a pearl in an oyster and Ed loved oysters. He brought his mouth down to it and began licking her pussy. Her juices impregnated his mustache and her scent filled his nostrils. He brought his mouth up and sucked her clit into it. The intensity of what was happening had a sobering affect which caused her to become panicky. She squirmed under him and began to plead.
"I can't, my father will whip me if you steal my flower"
It was her panic that aroused him even more. He loosened his belt and unbuttoned his britches exposing his engorged cock.
"Your father ain't going to do nothin or he would have stopped you from going on this buggy ride. Besides if he raises a hand to you I'll shoot him dead. You see this here snake in my pants; you made it like this, all big and hard and now I'm goin to feed it. You know what this snake likes to eat?"
Sweet Fawns panic was rapidly growing into terror. "I'm afraid" she said as tears welled in her eyes.
"It likes to eat pussies, just like me and if the pussy has a flower in it; well then it just eats it up to" The words had no sooner left his mouth when she tried to get away, but the alcohol made her slow, so Ed grabbed her ankle and she fell back down on the blanket. She tried to crawl, but Ed pushed her down on her stomach and threw himself on top of her. "You ain't goin nowhere, my snake doesn't care what hole it hides in so front door or back door it don't make no difference to it or me."
She could feel his cock as he slid it between her thighs and knew he wasn't going to stop. "I'm just afraid that's all. But I'm more afraid of your snake than my father; it's so big and my pussy is so small." She was right too, her untested pussy was tight and his cock was large.
"You just lay there and relax, your pussy is going to open up just fine and by the time I'm done with you it's goin to be like the holster for my six shooter; it just needs to get worked like my holster did" He lifted his body up and she rolled over; his cock seemed even larger now. He pushed her legs apart and brought the head of it to her wet opening and then with a hard thrust pushed it in. Sweet Fawn screamed as it tore through her "flower", but then the pain stopped. Sweet Fawn's silky juices allowed Ed's cock to slide effortlessly deeper into her and she began to respond. She wrapped her legs around his thighs as he pushed against her and dug her nails into his back as her pleasure increased. Nothing she had ever experienced prepared her for what was happening to her body and in her mind. She experienced visions and soon she was neither aware of time nor space. Ed's cock grew and his load exploded in her quivering cunt; in turn her climax was so great that he felt her pussy bite down on his cock.
He laid on top of her spent. What had started as the rape of an innocent Cherokee maiden, culminated in the creation of a wanton Cherokee slut who didn't want the experience to end. "Why have you stopped?" she panted.
"You got the best of me and like my six shooter it'll take time to reload, but like I said, my snake doesn't mind what hole it's in so why don't you encourage it". She had no idea what he meant as he rolled off of her onto his back; no idea until he reached out and grabbed her braided hair and forced her face down to his groin. "See how it sleeps wet with your bloody juices? Kiss it, lick it, clean it and suck it into your mouth." Sweet Fawn looked at his cock and saw it did look like a sleeping snake sunning itself on his thigh. There was a light pink layer of her cum which made it shine in the light like a snakes skin and though she had no knowledge of cock sucking; she had seen the village Shaman handle snakes and even put the head of the snake in his mouth. She raised his cock with her little hand and as he guided her head kissed and licked it. She could taste his cum mingled with her juices and liked what she tasted. Soon she sucked the head and then the body of it into her mouth as Ed held onto her braids she began sucking harder desiring even more and as she sucked his cock began to grow and stiffen until her mouth could no longer hold it and she gagged. "Girl you learn fast, now let's see what else my snake and I can teach you" He pulled her head back as she continued to cough, trying to catch her breath. "Roll over and get on your hands and knees"
She did as told without hesitation, eager to continue her education. "Now I am going to mount you like a wolf mounts its mate" He said as he moved between her spread legs. Sweet Fawn closed her eyes in anticipation and within seconds felt him pierce her lips as he drove his cock into her still wet cunt. He held her by the hips; his grip was firm as he drove his hips against her firm round ass. Once again her mind left the here and now for places unknown and she came repeatedly before he came a second time and fell back like a rabbit buck. When she realized that he had finished and wasn't in her anymore, she spun around.
"Do I need to suck your snake again to get more?" she asked.
"No girl, I think you got all it has to give right now, besides I need to get you back to your daddy before the sun sets and you have to get cleaned up" He stood up on weakened legs as his cock dangled between them like a dead snake between the fork of a tree branch. She was still on her knees when she turned to face him, but was instead facing his cock. She sucked it into her mouth without asking and again tasted their combined fluids. She sucked hard, but there was no response from it. "See girl I told you, now let it rest and get on your feet so we can get you cleaned up."
She stood up and he walked her down to a creek, he told her to squat and pee out any remaining cum so her daddy wouldn't see it and to wash her pussy. She peed as told but his deposit was deep and not in her bladder so only the residue around her lips was expelled. She washed as directed and found the cold creek water to be soothing against her hot young pussy. When she stepped out of the creek he handed her buckskin dress and helped her lace it. "There now, you don't look to bad; I don't think your daddy will know anything unless you tell him that is and I don't think that's a good idea"
"I won't say a word, he'd beat me for sure if he thought I'd lost my flower' Ed nodded, he knew the Cherokee and daughters of Chiefs were meant for the son's of other Chiefs to form bonds. A girl who wasn't a virgin was useless and one who had lost her virginity to a half breed was no better than a whore. They grabbed the cum and blood stained blanket and threw it in the back of the buggy and put the whiskey bottle under it.
“We gotta do something about that whiskey smell on your breath. The law put my daddy in jail for sellin alcohol on the reservation and I ain’t goin to jail for given whiskey to an Indian girl” He looked at the ground where the blanket had been and spotted a bit of green growing in the sage brush. He picked a leaf and rubbed it between his thumb and fore finger; it was a wild mint. “Perfect” he said as he pulled the plant up. “Chew on this; it’ll help hide the smell”. He helped her into the buggy, handed her the plant and then took the reins and headed the horse toward her village.
It was almost dusk when he got her back to her father. Fires glowed in the tee-pees as the women prepared the evening meals and the men tended their ponies and livestock. When he pulled the wagon up some children came running out but were called back by their mothers; a few of the men turned toward them and then looked to her father’s tee-pee as chief Many Horses came out. “You have had my daughter out longer than you said you would, Ed Reed. People have talked about the two of you being gone all day and they know what kind of man you are; so tell me my daughter has not shamed me.”
Ed felt like the old chiefs steely grey eyes were looking into his mind, but he was a born liar and he knew it was just his imagination; so he looked the chief in the eyes and said, “We had a picnic and lost track of time. Look at her, does she look any worse for the wear?”
Two Horses looked at his daughter and then back at Ed, “It’s late, I will talk to her alone; now you should go, you have a way to go and there will be wolves out. Good night Mr. Reed” His voice was firm and his message clear “Go away”. Ed tipped his hat to the chief and put the buggy whip to the horse’s flank. He left the village in a cloud of dust and headed toward the Starr home. Two Horses drug his daughter into the tee-pee and dropped the flap. He had her stand in the light of the fire and stared into her eyes as he had Ed’s. Sweet Fawn became nervous and shifted her gaze to avoid his, but was drawn back when he asked her about the “picnic”. “You didn’t prepare food and I saw no food in his buggy, so what did you feed him?” Sweet Fawn stammered; all Ed had eaten that day was her pussy and all he had fed her was his cock.
“He had sandwiches in a bag, it must have been under the blanket or have blown out of the buggy” She tried to lie, but wasn’t as convincing as Ed. Standing during her father’s interrogation had also caused Ed’s cum to start draining down her leg making her even more self conscious and uncomfortable. Two Horses watched his daughter and asked her what was going on as the cum dripped from her thigh to the ground. “I have to make water, I need to go outside” she said as she tried to get past him to the flap on the tee-pee, but her father grabbed her hand and as though being drawn by instinct or the scent of Ed’s cum shoved his free hand up her wet thigh. When he retrieved his hand he could feel the silky fluid with traces of blood in it. And as he raised his hand could smell their scent on it. He pulled his struggling daughter into his chest and then shoved her to the ground.
“You have disgraced your mother, me and our people. That half breed is no better than a dog, in fact he is lower than a dog.” He grabbed a Birch strap and began beating her as she tried to crawl out of the tent. “You will not escape my beating, just as my sister didn’t escape hers when she gave herself to Tom Starr, but I won’t let you off as easily. You are his whore and his to deal with.” He continued the beating until the lashes drew blood. He stripped her of her dress, drug her out of the tee-pee in front of the tribe that had gathered outside and threw her onto his pony; then mounted and rode off into the night.
It was almost midnight when they reached the Starr home. Many Horses fired his rife once and waited for the lights to come on, then pushed Sweet Fawn off the pony. He didn’t have long to wait; Tom, Ed and Belle all came through the door with guns raised. “What the hell are you doin on my property!” Tom shouted.
Many Horses pointed his rifle down at Sweet Fawn as she remained huddled on the ground, draped in the blanket. “Your bastard son, took her flower and now he can take care of the rest of her; she is no longer my daughter” Once the words left his mouth he turned the pony’s head and rode back into the night. Tom, Belle and Ed looked at the girl on the ground.
“Well we can’t leave her there, help her in and then you can tend to your new squaw” Tom said looking at Ed. Ed didn’t want a squaw or a wife, but didn’t mind helping her up and taking her into the house. When he reached for her she raised her arm and the blanket fell away from her body. “Looks like you picked the wrong flower boy, but I can see why.” The old man’s eyes took in every inch of her body and he wet his lips. “Maybe when you’re done with her, I’ll take my turn” Belle heard that and turned sharply with gun hand raised.
“You got, what you need. When he’s “done” with her Pearl will take care of her” Belle’s daughter Pearl ran a boarding house for girls (aka whore house) just outside of Fort Smith and was always open to having a new girl in her stable. Though he had no desire to keep her; Ed figured having her for a while couldn’t hurt. She could satisfy his needs in many ways and if his mother and Tom weren’t going to object, then who was he to say no.
She was cold and in pain when he took her to his room and was sobbing. Once behind the closed door he removed the blanket exposing the marks her father had left on her soft brown flesh. “Jesus girl, what the fuck happened?” She cried and told him that she tried to lie to her father, but he saw right through her and that while telling the lie how Ed’s cum started running down her leg. Ed tried to be sympathetic but could hardly contain his amusement thinking about Sweet Fawn standing in a puddle of cum in the middle of her father’s tee-pee. “I better get some soap and water and clean you up and it looks like some of those welts could use some of Dr. Sloans liniment.” They used the liniment on their horses, but it came in handy frequently when Belle’s rustlers came home after a busy day of rustling herds and out running angry ranchers and lawmen. Ed brought in the soap and a bucket of water he had heated on the wood stove and gave Sweet Fawn a wash rag and towel. “Clean yourself up and I’ll go fid the Doctor Sloans.”
Sweet Fawn took the bar of lie soap and the rag and washed her face, then began washing her bruised shoulders working her way down her body. The soap suds around her beast and as she continued down she washed the cum from her pussy and legs. Ed returned and had her lay the towel on his bed and had her lie on her stomach. As he washed the wounds on her back, ass and thighs he said, “Your father really laid into you.; if he had tried that with me he’d be a dead man.” He washed the wounds on her ass, but found even more pleasure as he spread her legs and push the rough cloth against her pussy. She responded by spreading her legs allowing him to see how her pussy had opened to accept his fingers and he did not hesitate to push them into her warm wet cunt. Though Sweet Fawn was in pain it seemed to vanish as he massaged her pussy and Ed was more than aware that the girl liked what he was doing. Ed stood up kicked off his boots and removed his pants. “Looks like you woke the snake up girl” as he lowered himself into her waiting hole. In her mind there was no thought of the pain now, only the pleasure she felt as he fucked her and he fucked her until she came and then continued until his own cum filled her. “Good thing we got that towel under you or we’d be sleepin in a puddle.” She heard his words, but was too exhausted and satisfied too reply.
When he was done he got off of her and looked down at her welted body. “I know you’re in a good place now, but I have to do this to heal those lash marks” he told her, but again she heard the words, but didn’t comprehend what he was talking about. He dowsed a rag with the smelly liniment and rubbed it over her wounds. In a split second she was out of her trance like state and thrown back into reality as she let out a blood chilling scream.
“What the tarnation is going on in there” Belle yelled at the bedroom door.
“Nothin, I just put liniment on her and she wasn’t prepared for it”
“Well, keep it down; you already caused me to lose sleep tonight and we got business to do in the morning” Belle’s idea of doing business was rustling cattle and on occasion robbing a bank. She had made plans to hit a bank close to the Arkansas border and it would be a day’s ride before they even reached the tiny town of Moffett.
Ed wiped the tears from sweet Fawns eyes and opened the blanket so she could crawl into the bed. She had never slept in a bed nor felt a sheet before, so everything that was happening was both confusing and wonderful. “I’ll find you something to wear in the morning; I can’t have you runnin around naked. Now just close your eyes” Ed didn’t need to tell her twice; she was exhausted and asleep soon after she laid her head on the pillow.
In the morning Ed laid out a pair of britches and a shirt for Sweet Fawn and told her he’d be gone a couple of days. He told her Tom would get her some food, but that she should stay in the room until he got back, because it wasn’t safe around there with all the comings and goings of different outlaws. The Starr home had been a frequent rest stop of some of the old West’s worse villains like the Clanton gang and the Cook gang which included the Cook brothers and another half breed named Cherokee Bill (aka Crawford Goldsby). She told him she’d do anything he wanted, but was afraid; she’d heard stories about the Starrs, their home and who hung around there. Ed assured her it was nonsense, took his blanket roll, Winchester and saddle bags and met his mother and her gang at the barn where they saddled up and rode off.
She left the room after putting on the clothes he had left, which were large on her otherwise small frame. Tom Starr was in the kitchen sitting at the table drinking coffee; he looked up at her and smiled. “You caused quite a ruckus last night. Your father is a pretty brave man if not a stupid man for firing off a shot like that; you’re lucky we didn’t come out with guns blazing. There are a lot of lawmen and gunmen who’d like to get the drop on us, so security around here is pretty tight. Anyway you’re lucky to be alive.” Sweet Fawn put her head down in shame and nodded. “He and I have had our differences I the past; seems he didn’t like my attentions towards his sister, though she seemed to like my company if you know what I mean” Her father’s words in the tee-pee echoed in her head; Tom Starr had taken her aunts flower just as Ed had gotten hers. She nodded again. “We’d be kin, if he hadn’t made such a fuss; he sure as hell didn’t try to force me to take her like he did Ed to take you” Her shame was powerful and his words stung almost as much as her father’s beating.
“Ed told me to ask you for some food” Tom looked at her and could tell she was hurting, but it wasn’t her eyes or face his gaze was focused on; it was her heaving breast inside the shirt.
“Sure I can give you food; what would you like; some eggs and bacon sound good?” She hadn’t eaten anything the day before and was hungry; she nodded. “Sure thing I’ll fix them right up for you” He took a couple of eggs from a basket and cut some bacon off a smoked slab, and threw everything into a cast iron skillet that was setting on the cook stove. When the food was done he put it on a plate and set the plate and a fork on the table. It looked and smelled good; she picked up the plate and fork and started back towards Ed’s room, but he stopped her. Whoa girl, where are you goin?”
“Ed said to get the food and go back to his room”
“Nonsense, you sit right down here at the table and eat; we’re civilized here” She wanted to go back to the room like Ed told her, but Tom was insistent, so she sat down. She wasn’t used to eating with a fork, but figured it out without asking. The food tasted good, though anything would have tasted good to here right now.