Posted by red belly on July 05, 2004 at 21:39:58:
In Reply to: cowgirls shooting naked indians by Cindy
Cindy: My parents never let me have a gun so when me and my friends played cowboys and indians, and I was always the indian, just like your friend Darryl. They all had guns and they all wanted to be cowboys and cowgirls cos they liked to win, just like in the movies the cowboys always beat the indians. But I started out just 95% naked, not 100% naked - because at least I got to wear a little loincloth - not much protection against the full cowboy outfits of my friends - and often the girls would tear my loincloth off when we fought and wrestled - leastways I wrestled and they punched! So often I would end up totally naked too, just like your friend Darryl. Of course I always lost too - every time - and always ended up dead. But I was the only indian so they let me play lots of indians, so each time they shot me dead, I could get up and pretend to be another indian that they could kill. In one game, I'd often get shot and killed 40 or 50 times or more. They gave me an indian name - red belly - cos they liked to shoot me in my naked belly and abdomen, and the red was for my blood that we pretended would gush when their slugs hit me. I became quite an acrobat and learned to fall really dramatically and to fly backwards or double over when their bullets hit me. That never really hurt me, but I sometimes did get bruises in my bare belly and chest and groin when they punched me too hard or kicked me with their boots. Every time that happened it was always the girls that did it, never the boys. The girls in my neighbourhood were definitely tougher and more vicious.
It was the girls too, who'd keep referring to and reminding me of my nakedness over and over, saying things like "You got no protection, injun - you don't have a chance." Or "You gotta be really dumb fighting naked." Or "He's so easy to kill - we've got guns and clothes and he doesn't have either." Or "Great targets - shoot him in the belly button" Or "Got him - right in the nipple!" They never let me forget the contrast between their guns, boots and jackets and my total vulnerability." Mostly I was completely unarmed, having to fight with my bare hands, and sometimes I used a stick as a wooden tomahawk that was no match against the cowgirls' guns and heavy firepower
And one time I'll never forget (because it was the first time I ever came), one girl (Jenny) who was a real tomboy and always had it in for me, ripped off my loincloth, stuck her big shotgun right into my bare penis, told me to put my hands up in the air, and said me she was going to shoot my balls right off. She was wearing high cowboy boots and jeans and a long-sleeved western flannel shirt, plus a buttoned leather vest, scarf, and long leather jacket buttoned up to the neck, plus a cowboy hat, guns, and ammunition belt. I felt so naked and unprotected, arms over my head, her totally clothed body right up against my totally nude body, and her gun pressed hard first into my penis, then into my balls, and then up and down my penis shaft. My penis got really hard, and she punched me three times with her other fist about 6 inches below the belly button and then she shot me twice with her shotgun first in the shaft and then right into the tip of my penis as all the other kids gathered round and cheered her on telling her to finish off the indian. The shotgun had caps so there was a loud bang with each shot. I played my part as I'd learned and was supposed to do, even though this was a bit scarier than usual and I wasn't used to my penis being so erect, but I screamed in pretend agony when she punched and shot me, clutched my wounded penis, and fell to the ground writhing in pain. I figured that a penis shot wouldn't kill me, so I acted like a crazy wounded indian, swearing and cursing at the cowgirl and I called her a gun-crazy bitch who'd be nothing without her guns and bullets. That made her mad, so she holstered her six-gun, stood right over me with her boots digging into one of my bare buttocks, as I writhed on the ground, and she yelled "Oh yeah? Nothing hey? Well, how's this for nothing..." and then she brought her boot up fast and hard right between my bare legs, and kicked me really hard right in my naked crotch. The sound made a real crunch that made the other cowboys and cowgirls gasp and I yelled in pain - nothing had ever hurt that much. The others then cheered her on more and told her to let me have it good.
Jenny then pounced on me while I still in pain, her guns still holstered, and started pummelling me furiously all over my body, saying "nothing without my guns hey? I'll teach this indian a thing or two." I tried to use my arms to protect my body from her blows, but every time I covered my chest, she'd punch me in my naked belly and groin, and every time I tried to cover my abdomen, she'd hit me right in my nipples ("good target" she'd say) or in my bare sides, thighs, and hips. She didn't hesitate to let some of her blows land right on my penis and in my balls, and she kept using her boots against my bare flesh and crotch, just to let me know she had plenty of weapons even without her guns. She'd worked herself into a fury and I didn't have a chance. So I started begging - "Please stop. Enough!" But she didn't stop and everyone else's cheering just goaded her on. The punishment must have gone for 10 minutes. She then punched me really hard in the groin and kept her fist there grinding it into my bare skin, and put her boot right against my naked crotch: "Want me to give you another taste of this boot" she asked? "No please" I begged again. Then say "Say Uncle, Injun, and take back that insult." I was out of breath and did just what she demanded - said uncle, and told her she was really powerful even without her guns. For a second I thought she'd let me live, but the other girls and guys had started chanting in unison "Kill the indian. Kill him." So she smiled, pulled out both guns, still straddling me, pushed the guns hard into all the vulnerable parts of my body, and then she pulled the triggers and fired, over and over again - into my bare belly and groin and thighs and crotch - each time I jerked hard as the caps made loud bangs and the bullets entered my naked body, and then she placed the guns against both nude nipples and said "I'm gonna blow you right into the happy hunting grounds injun" and then she fired both guns together with a double bang that was twice as loud and shot me dead. I screamed and arched my naked body the way it would from the impact of the heavy slugs tearing through me, and flopped back on my back completely dead and still, arms spread wide, legs spread too.
I was still hurting from the crotch kick a while back, but I didn't move or make a sound - I'd learned to play dead pretty well. Jenny got off me very satisfied with her easy victory, and the other cowgirls poked and prodded me with their boots and rifles to make sure I was dead. A couple of girls fired more bullets into my prone body, and I jerked and flopped a bit the way I figured a dead body would. But spread-eagled dead and naked, arms and legs spread wide, my bare genitals totally exposed, and surrounded by about 8 fully clothed cowgirls and cowboys all armed to the teeth made me feel more vulnerable than I ever had, and my penis stayed hard. So the girls (there were 5 girls and 3 boys) each took turns to whack my penis back and forth with their boots and hands, to stick their guns into my balls, and to fire some extra gunshots into my penis shaft and tip. Finally Jenny placed her right boot under my hip and thigh and, with help from her rifle butt, rolled me over onto my belly, and then planted her boot right on my buttocks as her final victory declaration, and announced they'd defeated the indians totally and completely. Her boot pressed my buttocks and penis hard into the rocky ground, and I came for the first time in my life - Because I was face down, the others never saw or knew it happened. It's always remained my deep, dark secret right up to this moment. I'm a bit nervous sharing this now, and I hope you don't mind my telling you the whole story.