"Get on your hands and knees," Buck said, picking up the second brand. "And spread your legs wide. It's time for number two."
He showed her this one, too. It read: If Found, Please Fuck Senseless And Return to Buck's Bar. Lynda turned painfully over, crouching on her hands and knees and sticking her ass high in the air.
Buck branded her on her right asscheek, pressing the burning metal high on the lush cheek and close to the center. This time she didn't pass out, but when Buck pulled the brand away, she collapsed to the bathroom floor and curled into a tiny ball.
"Stand up," Buck said after he had smeared cold cream over the ass brand. "We all want to see you." Lynda pushed herself slowly, wearily to her feet.
The men stared at her with awe and disgust.
One by one the men started clapping. At the same time they called her the most filthy names imaginable, jeering and hissing.
"You're a sight, slut," Buck said. His cock was rock-hard. So were the cocks of every other man in the bathroom. "And this is just the first night. You're our barmaid now. You're going to look like this for a long, long time."
Lynda's body was smeared with shit and drenched with piss. Her creamy tanned skin was streaked with dried jism. Cum and pussy-slime still dripped from her pussy and asshole. Her once-tiny shitter was spread wide open, and her cunt was blood red and swollen. Bruises and welts covered every inch of her tall, lush body.
"So, who wants to fuck the barmaid?" Buck asked.
Fifty men grabbed for Lynda at once. She stared cumming when the first hand touched her.
She didn't think she was every going to stop.