In the early to mid 1800s, the Mexican government was permitting Americans to settle the province of Tejas. Land was being granted with the stipulations that the settlers become Mexican citizens, adopt the Catholic faith and learn to speak Spanish. The secret agenda however was to create a buffer zone between the marauding Commanches to the north and the more firmly established older Spanish settlements in the south around San Antonio Belzar and Laredo as well as cementing Mexico’s claim to these territory. In addition to attacks by Indians, the settlers faced ongoing threats from organized bands of Mexican banditos that felt free to rob, plunder and kill to line their own purses. Despite these ominous threats, the promise of free land drew a hearty and brave stock from all parts of the then USA and abroad.
Eventually however, the attacks from the Indians and Bandits grew so bad that the provisional territorial government issued a call for a volunteer army to defend against both. The men who answered this initial and subsequent call, became the heroes of the territory with acts of courage and bravery against both threats. They became knows as “Los diablos Tejanos”–the Devils of Tejas or the Texas Devils.
One such hero was 28 yr old Jake Hexum whose restless spirit did not find fulfillment in toiling the soil. His longing for adventure and excitement made him one of the first to answer the call. His bravery and courage in the face of these threats and natural leadership saw him elevated to a commander position early on. While in Tejas he had fallen under the spell of Alicia, the eldest daughter of the wealthy Montalvo family whose Hacienda lay near Jake’s land. The raven haired sultry beauty and handsome adventurer were drawn to each other immediately, but her family was not thrilled with the idea of a romantic liaison with a gringo! The stint with the Rangers helped him forget Alicia at least for the time being.
During Jake’s second tour he was assigned a young 19 yr old recruit named Yancy Telfer, a bull of a young man who shared the same thirst for wanderlust that make him an outsider with his own family that was making a successful farm in Tejas. Reluctantly, his parents condoned his joining the Rangers.
The Banditos and the Commanche quickly realized that they now had a common enemy that could easily be outnumbered and destroyed and they decided to join forces to destroy the Rangers.
Rick Montgomery, the handsome bluecoat pony soldier watched as his fellow officers were quickly dispatched. When his captors tore off his uniform tunic to bear his he-man chest, he thought that he would be the next to die… but NO! As they gagged him with a stick, tightly trussed his arms behind his back, and threw him unceremoniously across the saddle of one of their war horses, he realized that his comrades were the lucky ones.
The last thing he felt before the horse began its canter was his riding boots… lashed tightly together with rawhide at the ankle and at the mid shaft.
The ride back to the camp seemed endless, as the war-horse tracked slowly through the desert. The sun was merciless, as it beat down upon his broad back, the muscles undulating under the flawlessly tanned skin, as he tried to find a position that would offer just a little comfort.