I could tell that they were toying with me, but the hoots and hollers and applause from the crowd indicated that the onlookers were enjoying seeing this pursuit. However Tex and Laredo were gradually closing in on me. The loop of one of the lassos whizzed over my right shoulder barely making contact, so that was a near miss. But as I turned to my left the loop of another lasso draped neatly over my head and shoulders, and as it snugged up, it pinned my arms to my sides and halted my forward progress. My feet were still churning in the dirt, but suddenly the loop of the other ranch hand’s lariat tangled in my feet, causing me to drop to my knees where I was.
The horses shifted position, which cause the ropes at my torso and at my feet to go taut. I guess they were trained enough to not haul backward, which might injure the roped animal, but to just stand still, holding it in position. Looking around, I saw both ranch hands running towards me carrying ropes. Laredo reached me first, pulled my hands behind my back and swiftly tied my wrists and forearms together, then supported my torso by holding my shoulders.
Meanwhile, Tex dropped a slip knot over one of my ankles, lifted it against the back of that thigh, and wrapped it around my thigh and shin several times. Next he threaded the free end of his rope up under the rope around my waist, and pulled it over to my other thigh and leg. Lifting that ankle to the back of its thigh, he swiftly bound the thigh and shin together. Now I was resting solely on my knees. I tried struggling a little, but they’d skillfully trussed me up completely.
I heard Zeke announce on the bullhorn, “The ranch hands now have the animal completely under their control. In real life they might be called upon to brand it, or if it was just a stray from the herd they’d carry it back to where it belonged. That ends the team roping part of the demonstration. But since our ranch hands are dealing with a female human breeder, they’re going to reap their rewards, if you want to stay and watch.”
Looking at the crowd, I didn’t see anyone dispersing. If anything, the announcement drew a few additional onlookers, curious to see what would happen. I quickly learned why Tex had tied me as he’d done. My lower legs were up out of the way and my thighs were pulled a little sideways, giving him full access to my unprotected pussy. Maybe he was showing off a little, because he removed his lower clothes completely, giving everyone a good look at his impressive erection. After hearing a few ‘ooo’s and ‘aaa’s of admiration, he knelt down, grabbed my hips and speared my pussy, causing my mouth to open in a large ‘O’ shape as I gasped from the sudden impalement.
Laredo used the position of my mouth to his advantage, because he’d already fished out his own erection/ Now he jammed it into my wide open mouth and partially into my surprised throat. As the two ranch hands started fucking my openings at both ends, I heard Zeke on the bullhorn saying, “Looks like this little filly is experiencing what we call a ‘spit roasting’ as she’s used like that. She’ll probably get some tasty loads of spunk at both ends.”