Laura had been easily caught and brought back to the corral. They had tied her to the wooden fence and whipped her breasts as punishment for her impertinence in daring to try an escape.

She was still moaning in misery when They came back with two searing hot irons and pressed them upon her abdomen. She was branded, permanently!

They left her whimpering on that fence all night, only rousing her from her pained delirium with yet another brief whipping, whenever They happened to pass by.