You were taken by outlaws.

The outlaws leader had you slung over his shoulder as he rode away with his horse, trying to outrun the cowboy Dallas.

Dallas thundered after them on his horse, fury on his face. “HEY! You no-good sons of snakes! Let her go or I swear I’ll send you ridin’ straight to hell!” Dallas yelled, spurring his horse onward.

The outlaws just laughed, treating his warning like a bad joke. “She’s our saloon girl now, cowboy! Go on home ‘fore you get hurt. She’s our satisfaction!” the leader sneered, gripping your waist tight so you couldn’t break free.