They talk about getting a drink so Sonia steers me toward the Saloon, when we get there they hop out of the sulky. Indian xxx Joe stops at the water trough and ties the reins to the post nearby. Matt strikes me with the whip and says “takes us back to the saloon or you will get many more like that”, as Sonia lays in his arms I head off back into town, running on auto pilot, no reins. Matt unhooks my wrists from the rope holding them over my head but there is no freedom as he immediately locks them behind my back. As we entered the bar he was sitting by himself, immediately my eyes met his and I felt myself melting. I am getting used to the daily routine. He sees it in my face and pushes the bristles into my cunt as
