Outlawed (Closed)

Erin met Campo's gaze. "You want total honesty? The blunt truth?"

When Campo nodded that he did Erin spoke again. "My father is a hard, brutal man. He would never allow a half breed, as he calls men like you, to touch a cent of his money. I'm sorry that he is like that... I am not, but that is the way that it is with him".
 
Campo laughed easily at Erin's response. "Well, that is indeed the truth."

He leaned his head back against the tree and said softly, "You might as well relax, we aren't going anywhere for a couple hours. First stop is the farm house down stream from here."
 
Erin studied Campo for a few seconds. She walked over to him slowly and sat down beside him, with her shoulder actually touching his leg. There she drew a line in the dirt with her finger.

"If I ... stay with you... will I be expected to ..." she blushed as she thought about what she wanted to say. "Will we... act as a normal husband and wife?" she glanced up at him and pointedly at his cock.
 
For the life of him, Campo wanted to say yes; starting then and there. Her pointed look at his cock made it quiver a little as it hardened a little more.

Instead he shook his head. "Not until the week is up. If at that time you want to stay, and if I want to keep you, then yes."
 
Erin's eyes widened as she saw his cock harden a bit and move on its own and then she glanced sharply back down at the ground. She nodded her understanding.

"What else will I be expected to do? I want to learn more about your culture".
 
"You will learn how to cook. How to clean." He glanced at her. "You will learn how to clean an animal, make clothes, and so on."

He touched her arm gently, "I'll teach you how to be you, reliant only on the man you choose to give yourself to. I will teach you how to give yourself, completely. I will teach you what I would expect."
 
Erin smiled softly at his gentle touch. It brought another question to mind. It made her nervous to ask, but she had to in order to understand their life completely.

"Will you always be so... gentle?" She didnt want to ask outright if he would ever beat her.
 
Campo sensed, or saw, the fear behind the question. He shrugged, "At times a male must correct his female if she is being overly willful, or disobedient. But if the woman is loving and submissive, always working for our mutual good and happiness, why would a man need to be less than gentle?"
 
Erin shrugged. "I have known men before who were violent just because they could be". She shuddered at the thought. Her father could be a violent man. She had a few scars to prove it.
 
Campo shook his head, "That is no man, but a beast. The nature of man is to live in harmony with his surroundings. White man believes he must conquer them."

He placed his hand on the top of her thigh, a comforting gesture as they leaned against the tree together. "I will do no harm to you as long as you find in your heart the need to please me."
 
As Campo placed his hand on her thigh, Erin placed her hand on top of his much larger hand. "I will try my best to please you". Her hand was much smaller and lighter than his and she studied the contrasts.

"Why did you and your... comrades... rob the party last night?" she finally asked.
 
Campo almost laughed. "Comrades? No they weren't comrades, just two idiots I found drunk and lured them into the raid promising them a fair share of the money."

Her hand on his was warm, almost hot, and it certainly raised his temperature. Her hand lacked the callouses of hard labor. Involuntarily he reacted to the touch, his member expanding swelling with a wave of desire for this soft white woman.

"By now they are probably at the tavern in town getting drunk, and will be hung by tonight."
 
Erin grimaced as he mentioned the men getting hung. She also saw his reaction to her touch. "Do you like it when I touch you?" she asked softly.
 
Campo's cock blossomed to it's full glory at her question, her realization that it was her touch that was causing the reaction. "Fuck yeah," was all he could say.
 
Erin studied him for a few moments. "I like you a lot, Campo" she finally said softly, her hand squeezing his gently. "I hope you like me".
 
His eyes found hers. He saw her need for acceptance, a need for a place to belong, a need to please. None of the emotions he saw gave him any reason to think his hardness would go down anytime soon, at least not of its own accord.

He looked at it, where a dollop of pre-cum collecting in the slit, and looked back at her. "I think we both can see the answer to that," he whispered.
 
Erin drew in a deep shuddering breath. "I-I know nothing about..." she let her words trail off and looked down at his cock and then back up into his eyes. Her pulse was racing and her body trembled slightly.
 
Campo looked at the slight woman next to him, seeing her body quiver in fear and need. He thought to himself that there was no way he was going to make it a week with out taking her. With out her giving herself to him.

His cock quaked in response to her body, the helmet slightly discolored as the region became suffused with blood. "I, I am not expert either," he admitted, "but when the time comes, we will figure it out together."

Instinctively, Campo's hand gently massaged her thigh, his fingers furrowing into her muscle slightly.
 
Erins body jerked slightly as he caressed her thigh. Then she settled down. A small yawn escaped her lips as they sat there. She hadn't gotten much rest the night before. Finally she looked over at Campo."Should I be afraid of you?" she finally asked quietly.
 
Campo looked at her and nodded. "Depends on what you mean, but yes, I think you should."

He stood, walking over to his clothes and turned them over.

Coming back, his cock swayed before him, his eyes on her the entire time. "I think you should get some sleep; we have a long night ahead of us."
 
Erin nodded her understanding of what he had told her. she probably SHOULD be afraid of him. But for some stupid reason she wasn't."Are you going to sleep as well?"
 
Campo shook his head. "I am going to stay awake, just in case."

He dug out the bottom half of Erin's dress from his bag and rolled it up into a ball for her to use as a pillow. "Sorry, unless you want to use my lap, this is the best i have to offer at the moment."
 
Erins eyes widened a bit."Your lap? It might be more comfortable than that material" she said softly."You wouldn't mind?"
 
Campo suddenly thought it one of the worst ideas of his life. How was he going to regain his composure if she used him as a pillow. The still warm memory of her body tucked in against his, the firmness of her ass as it pressed against his cock sent a chilling flush through him.

In that moment he wondered if the worst or best decision he had ever made was kidnapping the petite, lush, redhead.

Very slowly Campo nodded while saying, "Yes, but there isn't much I can do about the state of excitement but to wait it out. "
 
Erin studied Campo carefully."I don't mind your state of... excitement. I find it interesting" she finally said. She yawned again." I feel bad that you won't sleep as well" she said. Slowly she moved towards him until her body pressed against his from shoulder to hip.
 
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