[BustyTiffany35]

Damnit, I shouldn't have turned my back to that bitch. Now she has me at gunpoint and I'm forced to do what she says. Well, at least I can take some pleasure in ropin' up this lil' filly Francine before the saloon bitch takes me away. I tie Francine nice and tight, making the ropes dig into her smooth, naked flesh, making certain the knots are tight and inescapable. I smirk as I loop some of the extra rope around her massive breasts, binding some more rope around her neck like a noose before tying it off around her all ready bound hands so that if she squirms too much she'll choke herself. Just like how she had me tied up when you brought me here. I give that shapely ass of hers a harsh SMACK once I'm done hogtying her, and take the remaining rope to string her up to that metallic ring hanging from the wall. I take a step back and admire my handywork, sighing in slight annoyance as if it weren't for the little blonde bitch who's plannin' on taking me hostage I'd have my way with this tasty, fiery outlaw..

Nevertheless, I have a gun locked on me and am not in any position to turn the tide on Kara. Not just yet, at least. Before I leave our darling little outlaw I spot the torn piece of my corset laying beside my clothes. I smirk, scoop it up, and return to the already struggling Francine. I bind it over her eyes, blindfolding her, before I seize a handful of her dark hair and hiss into her ear, "don'tcha worry, kiddo..I'll be back for ya, once I take care of our lil' friend there..Like I promised ya, sugar..you're gonna pay for kidnapping me.."

I give Francine another sharp tug of her hair, and run my tongue along the side of her face, then plant a kiss on her forehead. Releasing her hair, I turn to Kara and narrow my eyes at her, and at that gun aimed right at me. I move to the corner of the room again and get dressed..in mere moments I'm back in my attire, my tight miniskirt, fishnets, boots, gloves and corset, all in white along with my leather belt slung low on my hips. I bite my lower lip and glare at Kara, raising my hands in the air as she directs me outside. This is the first time I've seen what 'outside' looks like, having been blinded the entire trip down here. I don't recognize this part of the expansive, dried flatland that surrounds Bitchville.. it's still pretty dark and I'm not liking the way these canyons twist about..I'm about to suggest that we stay in Franny's cabin til sunrise and than set out, but I spot the bitchy look on my new captor's face and it doesn't look like she's open to suggestions right this moment. I roll my eyes as she makes me mount my horse, and in moments we're off..


"Do ya even know where the hell we're goin', sugar?"

It's been at least thirty minutes and we've been wandering about in the darkness. I hear coyotes howling in the distance and I shiver a bit, growing a bit tense. I glance back at the Pink Paradise owner who only gives me a scowl and flashes that pistol in her hand. I roll my eyes at her again and continue forward. She begins probing for questions again, about me, my life before she got into town, about Rose. I give her the silent treatment for the most part, but she's starting to get pushy so I indulge her a bit.

"Awright, awright quit cockin' that there pistol at me already! If you MUST know..Yes..the 'Rose' I was referrin' to earlier, she's the same gal' who ya won that inn from.. did me a big favor, too. I was tryin' to get rid of her for the longest time..surprised me that she just up and left like that.. mm..Rose.."

I sigh softly to myself and glance up at the dark, starry sky. A flood of old memories wash over me as I think back on my one-time friend turned cunning rival. "..or 'Madam' Rose as she likes to call herself nowadays..heh...she was my deputy, a while back. She came into town an outlaw causin' all sorts of mischief, but I managed to catch her, and instead of runnin' her cute lil' butt outta town..I, kept her..had a bit of a soft spot for her, I suppose..I took the girl under my wing, and made her my deputy. She was a real good kid, at the time, mind ya.. smart, beautiful, tough, clever..oh so deadly with a gun an' lasso..despite our, differences, we grew close...real close..mmm..

"Then, the kid went off and betrayed me. A real rowdy gang rode into town one day and caused all kinds of hell. I went to go stop em', but Rose turned on me..helped them capture me, and they took me prisoner..for days they humiliated me, tortured me.. before the leader took me out to the 'Hill' outside of Bitchville, where they were gonna hang me..but Rose, she saved me..she killed that bitch and her top lieutenants, and took over that gang..she didn't let me go that day, she still kept me prisoner for the next few weeks..she set up shop in that saloon that you own now and that became her and her gang's base..I eventually managed to escape, resumed my duties as Sheriff, and did everything I could to get her outta my town while she did everything she could to get me back into her clutches. She even put a mighty-large bounty on my head to bring me in alive, and I did the same. We went at it for a year, but had to call a truce when some of the other bitches started causing more trouble for the both of us..even worked with her to get rid of some of those bitches..then, you showed up and she just picked up and left. Her and her gang moseyed on out and set up shop in the next town over..that bounty is still on my head, she sends some of her girls over to get me from time to time..obviously, they've yet to succeed.."

My throat's getting dry from all the talking, and I rub it gingerly and sigh. I toss you a glance over my shoulder, tipping my hat back a bit. "Now, ya mind fillin' me in on where the hell we're goin' and if we're even close ta' town?"

[BustyTiffany35]

"OW! NGH! H-hey--NO!!"

As if the slaps and backhands weren't bad enough, now this blonde vixen's gone and yanked my top down to reveal my firm, exquisite breasts! I glare at her hotly, blushing profusely, while these damn pink handcuffs rattle noisily as I try to tear them apart from behind.

"Oohh ya lil--you are gonna get it.."

Narrowing my fierce green eyes I glare right into Kara's while my cheeks throb from her tense slaps. A slow smirk forms on my glossy lips as she threatens me with torture and more bondage. I cock my head back and let out a sigh, almost a taunt to her vicious words.

"Hah, sugar, you oughta be thankin' yer lucky stars that Rose and I aren't in cahoots. Ya wouldn't be in this town if we were..so, no, we're not workin' together and there's no "hidden stash". The kid put one of the biggest bounties on my head..bigger then Francine's..but ya know what? Ya ain't gonna get another word outta me. Ya talk a big game, little girl, but I've been through the ringer, I've been in this situation before and tougher, meaner, better girls then you could barely make a DENT on me..I highly doubt you'll get a whimper outta me once ya 'start in on me'.."

I watch your expression closely, seeing how my defiant words are makin' ya angry. My smirk only grows when I see ya readying up for another slap but suddenly, something wraps tight around your throat, causin' ya to jerk back and fall onto her back! I blink and watch in amazement as Kara crashes into the floor, a whip now tightly wound around her throat! I follow the other end of the whip and find Francine is holding it, and she doesn't look pleased at all! My eyes widen as I watch the kid leap onto Kara and pummel her with punches! Kara should be teetering on the brink of consciousness the way Franny's laying into her. Got one chance, seeing as how Francine's too busy with Kara and has her back to me. I push myself off the wall, sneak up behind Franny, and swing my leg around into the air, launching a HARD kick right into the side of Francine's head! The kid lets out a cry, and her body slumps to the floor in a daze beside Kara's. Seeing Francine down for a the count so to speak, I glance over at Kara and kneel down beside her. I manage to bring my cuffed hands out to my side and start to search her pockets frantically for a key to my cuffs. It's exceedingly difficult with my hands cuffed but I manage to find something buried deep in her pocket. Seems like a key..I pull on it..

[BustyTiffany35]

The handcuffs pop free, and I'm ready to get into the mix of things when--"NNGH!"

I see a flash of white erupt across my face as Kara's fist connects with my eye, and then my world spins as I crash into the ground in a heap! I feel my left eye beginning to swell but it was the surprise of the blow that sent me into the floor, and not exactly the strength behind Kara's punch that did me in. As such, I manage to recover a bit more quickly then normal, but as I shift and push myself up the saloon harlot leaps on top of me and straddles my waist. I hiss in frustration, forced to look up at her as she's got me pinned down, and I wiggle and squirm beneath her even as she rains down more shots into my face. I groan warily as the last punch to my already swelled eye rocks my head back, causing the back of my skull to bounce against the ground, dazing me. I lay there with a scowl on my face when abruptly the bitch topples off of me. I prop myself up onto my elbows as a throbbing settling into my head, but I watch as Francine manages to drag Kara off of me and across the floor, the saloon bitch screaming all the way. I let out a sigh of relief and recover, shaking my head and getting slowly to my feet. Looks as if the kid's really laying into Kara. Good, that bitch deserves a good ass-whippin' for exposing my breasts and trying to ruin them. As Franny batters Kara on the farside of the shed, I glance over and happen to find my cowgirl hat, which I place on top of my disheveled, platinum mane. I pull up my tight bustier to cover myself up once more when I notice Kara's pink handcuffs are still dangling from my right wrist. I frown and decide to look for the key to fully free me from the cuffs when I notice Franny slamming her boot into the side of Kara's head. The blonde bitch goes down in a heap and shows little movement. Francine on the other hand looks a little tired but has far more fight left in her. I also notice a pile of ropes sitting on a table to my left, and I grin wickedly. Taking one of the thick ropes I fashion it into a lasso and line up my sights. Seeing Kara down for the count, I quickly toss the lasso over Francine's head and let it fall around her shoulders, pinning her arms to her sides. I give it a quick, forceful tug, and then a much stronger one, enough to yank her back right onto her ass. With a laugh I pull and drag Francine down across the floor toward me. When she's within range, I step forward and sink my left hand into her hair, pulling her up onto her feet. Wrapping more of the makeshift lasso around her upper torso, I spin the outlaw around, and shove her into the wall. She bounces off of it with a grunt, and I come in quickly with a knee to her tummy. As she doubles over, I grab a handful of her dark hair and yank back, pushing her upright against the wall. I get in nice and close, until our noses press together, and my voice takes a darker, quieter whisper.

"Don't know how ya got loose from your ropes, kiddo..but it doesn't matter now. You're mine and I'm takin' ya in.."

I peel off of you and whip you around so you're now facing the wall. Then I close in quick and wrap my left arm around your throat, pulling you back into a firm sleeper. My right hand rather anxiously gropes at your full, firm chest.

"Mmm..all mine, sugar.."

Hissing into your ear, I grin evilly as you squeal from me pinching your nipple harshly, while my left arm begins to choke you..

[BustyTiffany35]

A wicked little grin crosses my lips as I feel the dark-haired outlaw fading in my arms. I give Francine nipple a firm, sharp twist just before she completely loses consciousness, letting my taunting laugh in her ear be the last thing she hears before I choke her out.

"Sweet dreams, kiddo.."

Once she goes limp, I unwrap my arm from around her throat and turn her around to face me. Her eyes are shut and her mouth gapes wide, head dipping forward as she's completely out cold. I smirk, satisfied with the outlaw's condition, before I wrap my arms around her waist and hoist her up effortlessly onto my left shoulder. I turn around and glance down at Kara. Taking a few steps toward her sprawled out body, I give her nudge right in her side. She's out cold as well. My smirk deepens..

About an hour later the three of us are back in Francine's cabin. After carrying the two back inside, I decided to thoroughly truss the both of them up. I start with Francine, binding her hands tightly behind her back, then I wrap a much thicker rope around her neck, shoulders and above and below her ample breasts. I also fix a nice, tight crotch-tie on her just to add a little distraction if she thinks about trying to escape. Next, I tie her legs together at the thighs, calves and ankles, then I stuff a rag into her mouth and cleave-gag her with a bandana, and as a final tough I wrap another bandana over her eyes to blindfold her. I tie Kara up the same way, except I fashion a noose around her neck and connect the other end to her bound wrists. That way, if she squirms too much she'll end up choking herself. I then stuff my panties into her mouth and wrap a bandana over her mouth, tying a firm knot behind her head. I don't bother blindfolding the little saloon whore, she's already sufficiently bound. Finally, I sit both girls back-to-back and bind them together with a thick piece of rope, sighing in satisfaction as my two unconscious captives are now thoroughly helpless.

I plant a kiss on both their cheeks and leave them in the corner of the cabin, making my way to the bed. I slip into it, sighing loudly as I finally have some time to rest and relax from the night's wild events. Sunrise is in but a few hours and I plan on riding back into town and right to my jail with both of these tramps as my prisoners. But right now I am in definite need of rest. With a lazy yawn I tip my hat over my shut eyes and doze off..

[BustyTiffany35]

"NnnnhnnNNNnhgghhh..."

I moan warily as I come to, my head throbbing something fierce. I prop myself up on my elbows, eyes still firmly shut and my gloved hand rubbing my forehead. I don't know how long I've been out, but I do know something hard struck me just as I was about to wake up from my nap, and that sent me spiraling back into unconsciousness. I groan again as I can feel a bruise forming on the back of my head. I open my eyes and sit up groggily, still sore from the evening's wild events. I don't feel rejuvenated as I should be from my rest, just more sore and bit restless now. I can't focus on that now, as I have a bigger concern. Why was I struck by whatever that was, and who did it?? My eyes widen as I quickly scan the room.

It's morning now as streaks of sunlight pour into the room. My eyes immediately go to the corner where I stashed my lovely little rivals..only to find one of them still firmly trussed up and gagged. My eyes widen again as I realize that Francine isn't there, only a pile of rope sitting on the floor by Kara's tightly bound feet. I curse out loudly and push myself off the bed, groaning immediately and pausing abruptly as the throbbing in my head intensifies. I rub the bridge of my nose as I sit on the edge of the bed, shaking my head once the throbbing settles to clear it of the cobwebs. I blink and glance down at the floor to find pieces of a lamp laying there. Well, at least now I know what Franny hit me with to keep me out cold. I shake my head again and adjust my cowgirl hat before I look over the room. Looks like the kid's long gone..she ain't hiding anywhere inside here, that's for sure. I turn slowly and saunter over toward Kara.

I'm a little disappointed that Francine managed to escape, but at least I still have the saloon whore as my prisoner. A wicked little grin crosses my lips as she watches me approach her, fear starting to settle in her eyes. Licking my lips, I grab hold of her shoulders and shove her into the wall. I tilt my face closer to hers, dark green eyes narrowing as my fingers squeeze her shoulders.

"Mornin', ya lil' minx. It's a shame the kid decided ta leave before sunrise. But it's no matter, I still got ya ta keep me company.."

My grin deepening, I let my left hand fire a HARD backhand slap across your gagged face! I whip that same hand back to smack your other cheek, watching your golden mane whip about from the slaps. My eyes narrow at your proud, luscious chest and immediately my own breasts begin to throb as I remember you pummeling them earlier in the shed. I growl and ball my hand into a fist, torpedoing it into your right breast. You endure a few minutes of both my fists punching and backhanding your breasts, your gagged cries fills the room. Finally, I step back and pause my assault, watching you with a smirk as you gasp and moan in pain. I grab your shoulder and spin you around, then shove you into the wall. Holding the back of your head with my left hand, I take my right and SMACK your round little ass harshly! I spank your firm bottom a couple more times, hissing at you and how you're such a bad, naughty minx while you grunt and gasp through your gag. I spank your ass until my own palm begins to sting, even if I'm wearing my thick leather glove. I then spin you around again til you face me and let you go, hands resting on my hips as I watch you drop down onto your knees and cry in pain and utter humiliation. I catch my breath, and adjust my clothing, settling down onto my knees in front of you as well as you weep and moan. I smooth back your blonde hair and bring my face close to yours, hissing:

"That's what ya get for layin' your hands on me, ya hussy.."

I plant a kiss on your forehead, then reach over for the cloth that blindfolded Francine. I wrap it around your eyes, and set to work tightening your bonds..

"But this ain't nothin' compared ta what I have in store for ya once I haul ya back to my jail, sweetie.."

Moments later Kara and I are outside of the cabin in the brisk warm sunlight. I spent a few minutes to gather supplies within the cabin, but realized Franny's took them all. She left some clothing behind in a trunk stowed away in the corner and I help myself into a pair of fresh, lacy white panties, since my own is stuffed firmly within Kara's mouth. I'm now carrying Kara over my right shoulder, coils of rope and lassos now hang from my hip on my thick leather belt. I sigh in frustration as Franny untied the horses and set them loose. It's only a small setback to our departure however, my horse (assuming she didn't take my horse) will come galloping once I go callin' for her. Stepping a few feet away from the cabin, I whistle loudly, and sure enough the hooves of my horse begin to echo in the distance. A short while later she arrives and I smile broadly at her as she slows down beside us. I set Kara on her feet and untie your legs, stepping behind you I wrap my arms around you and hoist you up onto the horse. Getting up and settling in close behind you, I wrap my arms around you firmly to grab at the reigns. Letting your head fall back against my shoulder, we begin to ride at a calm pace, moving further and further away from that wretched cabin out in the middle of nowhere..

An hour later we ride back into town, and while I'm tempted with the idea of riding through the main street with Kara in tow, trussed up as she is now, I decide against it as it would gather too much commotion. Instead, I take the back alleys and find my way back to my office. I tie my horse up and pull Kara off, letting her drape over my shoulder. She's been rather calm throughout this entire ride and has continued to be a good little girl as I carry her into the building through the back. I'm thinking of stowing her away into my 'special' cell right away when I hear a commotion rustling from the front of the office. With a sigh I move down the hall and my eyes widen as I see six girls wearing pink dresses standing in the main room of my office. They're all brandishing pistols and aren't looking none-too-pleased. I let out another sigh and set Kara down as one of the girls approaches me, her pistol leveled at my chest.

"Mornin' ladies..I suppose you're lookin' for your boss?"

I ask after setting Kara onto her feet, raising my hands in the air..

[BustyTiffany35]

I grimace as Kara gives the order to tie me up, glaring at the harlots in pink as they advance on me. I recognize most of them, not because I've seen them hanging about at the Pink Paradise the night before, but because I've personally dealt with these bitches in the past before they joined up with Kara. Let's just say the treatment I dealt them wasn't very...'pleasant', at least not for them. I can see the little anxious smirks on their faces as they close in on me with ropes in their hands, they're definitely going to enjoy this. They grab my hands and wrestle them roughly behind my back, binding them tightly at the wrists. The other girls start wrapping the ropes that once had their own boss bound soundly around my curvaceous figure, but they're not content with just using those ropes. They also snatch the ones hanging at my belt and use those to bind me as well. They also grab at me, fondle and grope me liberally, adding to my humiliation. Several of the girls taunt me, calling me every dirty name in the book. I glare at them but bite my tongue. As much as I want to snap back or even struggle, Kara leveling that pistol at me is a clear reminder that I should play nicely. It also hammers home how helpless I am, totally in Kara's power now. Making me feel even more helpless is one of the more prettier brunette brats grabbing me from behind and clamping her soft hand over my mouth. She brings her mouth close to my ear and hisses some rather dirty things that they plan on doing to me makes even me blush.. Finally, Kara's bitches finish trussing me up. So many ropes are wrapped around me, they even tied my calves and feet together. They really don't want me getting loose. The ropes wound above and below my chest cause my firm breasts to thrust out, nearly bursting from my already tight corset. Then, at Kara's command they all huddle around me and haul me up in their arms. It's a bit comical at first seeing these girls try to lift me up and carry me out, as they're all pretty weak to be carrying a goddess like myself. Unfortunately, they eventually manage, carrying me out back like a trussed up package. That's all I am right now to them, not just a captive, not their Sheriff, but bound up, busty package. I'm carried up the flight of stairs behind Kara's saloon and taken into her private suite. Dumped unceremoniously onto the velvet pink couch, I let out a groan and lay there on my side, struggling futilely, shooting wild glares at the girls. I'm a little relieved that Kara called her harlots off so that she could deal with me personally. I'm the toughest woman in this town but taking on seven bitches at once in the state I'm in is pushing it a lil, even for a tough ol' gal like myself. I like my chances with just Kara alone, I can handle whatever--

"UUNNHH!"

The bitch rushes forward and grabs my hair. My hat topples off my head and my wild, disheveled, platinum mane comes is caught in Kara's tight grip. She unleashes a flurry of slaps that snap my face from side to side, causing me to holler out in pain with each slap. I glare at her viciously as she hisses her little threat down into my throbbing face. Despite her clutching my hair, I push my face up in close to hers until our noses touch, and our mouths are mere inches apart. I don't care if this little bitch has captured me and has me tied up helplessly, I won't let her break me. Glaring hatefully into her eyes, I hiss back softly: "No, sugar..I'll never be your bitch..you'll never have me.."