Hello fans! Once again, time for the next chapter in Deputy Darby's focused series. Elements of the story for this series for the phase ending series The Deputy and The Outlaw: Sacrifice is still being built in. I hope you have enjoyed it so far. There are multiple elements happening which should make for a good story. The tickling right now is a lot of fun, and I hope it, um, "inspires" you as well. Time for the next chapter! I hope you enjoy it and please, your comments mean everything to me, so they are encouraged and most welcomed!
PART 4
Mandy hissed softly hearing that threat. She knew her breasts were ticklish, and she had to tell this dominant woman to tickle them. She was so sensitive at this moment and since her breasts were very sensitive, the tickling would drive her crazy. However, she remembered how badly she was tickled on her feet and her armpits. She did not want to endure that again. She felt nervous because she was going to be tickled, but at least she wouldn’t endure the punishment kind. “hehehe tickle my tits. Can you please… tickle my breasts? I want to feel you touching me and making me giggle. I love it. Please, tickle my breasts. I am a good girl.” she replied with a soft voice.
Marge loved the sound of Mandy’s voice and felt that familiar tingle between her legs. She then started to lightly caress her fingertips all around the mounds and saw the chest starting to shake. The way Mandy was writhing her body looked so sexy. This woman really was a sexual being and she craved her. This was something she was waiting for as well. She always saw Mandy in her showroom and the woman was always fetching. Now, she was touching her breasts and could have them. She moved her fingertips to the bottom of the breasts, and she heard that very cute giggle. She liked the way the mounds shook, and she loved the sound of that soft giggle. “That’s right, laugh for me you pretty thing. You are a good girl.” she said softly.
Mandy felt those fingers on the bottoms of her breasts, and it really tickled her. It wasn’t as bad as her armpits or her feet, but it still tickled her a lot, nonetheless. It also kept her arousal raging and hearing Marge’s voice really got her going. She knew her chest was shaking and knew that she had to be turning Marge on. She loved the way Marge called her a good girl and she felt happy. She felt drenched between her legs and wondered when that very special area was going to be played with. “hehehe I am a good girl.” she giggled.
Rita watched this display and felt a desire to touch herself between her legs. Mandy was such a sexual prize. The way the woman was giggling and cooing and moaning was something this group never experienced before. She already knew that once they were done with Mandy, they were going to talk about this encounter for a very long time. She looked over at Olga who was openly masturbating herself. That made her laugh because there wasn’t even an attempt to hide it. “hehehe um, enjoying yourself, Olga?” she asked with a laugh.
Olga paused rubbing herself after hearing that question. She looked over and saw Rita, Diane and Susan all looking at her and she felt silly. She moved her hand away from her crotch and smiled. “Hey, I can’t help it. That looks so damn good. I need my own release, you know? hehe” she giggled, then shrugged.
Marge continued to softly tickle those large breasts, and the soft giggles Mandy were giving really got to her. She felt her own lust skyrocketing and she just wanted to have her way with this woman. She loved the look on Mandy’s face. It looked happy, but also very turned on. She continued to slide her fingers under the mounds, finding that delicate and ticklish skin. Tickling a woman’s breasts was always a fun time for her. She loved the way they shake. She loved the way they responded to her touch. She moved her fingers to the inside edges and heard the cutest shriek coming from Mandy. “Hehehe that tickles?” she asked teasingly.
Mandy felt those fingers playing under her breasts and it drove her very wild. She was always sensitive there and the way Marge was touching her tickled her but also got her sexual motor running. She started to grind her hips a little as the tickling sensation sent waves of pleasure into her loins. She had no idea that tickling there right now would drive her wild like this. She had been tickled there before, and it was pure torture when Sabrina Alamain did it. She looked up at Marge’s face and saw how excited she was. She felt the fingers touch the inside edge of the breasts and she let out a ticklish shriek. That spot was really sensitive, and she felt her nipples throbbing. She heard that question asked of her, and she giggled. “Hehehe yes! It tickles! Hehehehe a lot!” she squealed.
Marge had a wry smile on her face when she heard that answer. She loved the reactions she was getting, and she couldn’t take it anymore. She had to have Mandy. She had to have her now. She took her fingers away from the breasts and then slid her body down some on the bed. Now, she was in a crawling position, and she lowered her head towards those sexy mounds. “You really are sexy, Mandy. Now, good girl, tell me you want me to have your breasts. Tell me you are ready for me to really make you feel good.” she said in a soft voice.
Mandy felt a large sexual thrill flow through her body when she heard that instruction. She could see Marge’s face was close to her chest and another tingle flowed through her groin. That pretty face was so close to her breasts and her heart was beating fast with anticipation of what could happen. “I am a good girl. I want you to have my breasts. They are all yours. Please….please make me feel good. I am ready.” she responded.
“Good girl…..” Marge said then planted her lips on top of the breasts. She gave the top of the right breast a kiss, then went to the top of the left breast and gave it a kiss. She heard a soft cooing sound coming from Mandy, which continued to fuel her own desires. She loved the way the skin tasted, and she went to go kiss them again. This time, she was dangerously close to the stiff nipples, which sent Mandy into a lot of soft, sexual whimpers. “Mmmm….I love these breasts. They taste so good.” she whispered as she kissed the breasts again.
Rita saw what was happening and she really wanted to touch herself. She knew she could do it, but she didn’t want to be like Olga and just rub herself in front of the others. She crossed her legs, with her right foot over her left knee. She started to shake her foot, doing anything she could to distract her mind from allowing her hand to touch herself between the legs. She then felt something touching her foot and she squealed. “Hey! Hehehehe Did you just tickle me? hehe” she asked and looked at Diane who sat to her left.
“Yes, your foot was just bouncing around and tempted me. With all this tickling happening to her, I wanted to have some fun too. Haha” Diane laughed. She stared at Rita’s barefoot and saw it bouncing so close to her. She figured a little tickle wouldn’t hurt and would keep the mood inside the room very playful and very sexually charged. She then turned her attention back towards Mandy and what she saw almost made her cream her underwear. Marge stuck out her tongue and it was heading towards Mandy’s nipples. “She’s gonna do it! Yes, lick those nipples! Lick them!” she called out.
Marge heard that encouragement from Diane and she felt excited. She wanted to see how those gorgeous nipples tasted. She placed the tip of her tongue on the nipple and gave it a quick lick. She heard a sexual hissing sound from Mandy and looked at her face. “You like that, don’t you?” she asked.
Mandy loved the kisses on her breasts. They were very tender, and the soft lips sent sexual electricity all through her body. She then felt something very warm and moist on her nipple and she knew it was a tongue. That soft tongue really electrified her, and she was on such a sexual precipice. She heard Marge and she shook her head in a positive manner. “Yes….yes….I like it. It feels ooooooooohhhhh good…” she moaned when another lick went across the other nipple.
“Mmmm…..so good.” Marge said as she started to lick the left nipple with more force. She let her tongue circle around it and loved the taste. She also could feel Mandy’s body trembling beneath her, which only inspired her to continue. She wrapped her lips around the nipple and started to suckle it. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. The nipple tasted fantastic, and she was in sexual heaven.
“Unnnnhhhh unnhhhhhh feels SO good!” Mandy said with excitement as she felt that left nipple getting played with. The sexual tension filled her body, and she was in sheer sexual heat. The way that tongue tasted her nipple drove her wild and she prayed that she would eventually get release. She always loved foreplay and having her nipples played with always got her on a sexual high. Then she started to giggle. She felt a tickling sensation on her sides and realized that Marge was tickling her again. The contrast between sexual stimulation and the tickling really got her juices flowing and it drove her wild. “Hehehehehe it tickles! Hehehe it tickles! Mmmmm….” she giggled and moaned.
Marge couldn’t help but laugh a little when she heard that moaning and giggling. As she tasted the left nipple, she let her fingertips touch Mandy’s sides. She loved the fact that she could tickle her and devour her breasts at the same time. The breasts started to shake again, and she tried to follow the left nipple with her mouth. It was a game for her, and she wanted to win. She then dropped her mouth onto the nipple and sucked harder on it, and let her fingers continue the soft tickling. Her tongue flickered against the nipple and the sounds Mandy were making really drove her nuts.
Mandy felt that very strong sucking on her nipples and she also could feel that tickling feeling. That contrast only made her more horny and she started to crave it more. She wanted the soft tickling of her sides to continue. She wanted her nipples sucked on. She closed her eyes and just allowed herself to enjoy the full sexual experience she was receiving. She wanted Marge to have her way with her and she was going to enjoy every single moment of it. “Hehehehe it tickles!” she squealed with lust.
Marge then let go of the left nipple and then went to the right one. She paused her tickling for a moment to allow the chest to remain still for a moment. Once she saw that nipple resting there, her mouth pounced on it and started to suckle on it. Her tongue flickered against it and even circled around it. The taste of the nipple was magnificent, and it was also very stiff. She resumed her soft tickling and now the body was squirming around again. As she tickled Mandy and sucked on her nipples, she noticed that the spread legs got even wider. That gave her a thrill because this beautiful woman was preparing herself for sex. She took her mouth off the nipple and paused her tickling. “Hmmmm….what do we have here? Is someone wanting her pussy to be played with?” she asked.
Mandy heard that question and she let out a loud moan. She was so sexually charged up and felt so wet between her legs. She looked at Marge and saw that look of desire on her face. Her eyes briefly looked at her nipples and could see how wet they were with Marge’s saliva. Her eyes then went back to Marge and she started to whimper in pleasure. “Mmmm hmmmm Yes….Yes….Please play with me.” she cooed.
Marge lifted her torso up and was on her knees, looking down at Mandy. She could see how excited and aroused she was. She looked to her left and stared at her dancers. They were all on the edge of their seats and had looks of lust on their faces. She found it quite humorous that Olga was over there, masturbating herself freely in front of everyone. The room was filled with sexual tension and now it was time to have some fun. She looked back at Mandy and saw those breasts. She saw that cute stomach and then she looked at the pants covered groin area. It was time to expose this woman and get to her sexual center. She moved back a little and then closed the legs together. She then sat on the knees and reached her hands forward. Since the belt had already been removed, taking off the pants would be much easier. She reached for the button and the pants and unfastened it. She then opened the flaps of the pants, once she unfastened a few more buttons. Marge opened up the pants flaps and saw the gray underwear underneath. She grinned and then started to tug on the pants, trying to pull them down off those hips. She noticed Mandy lifted her ass off the bed a little, making it easier to get the pants off. “Hehehe someone wants her pussy played with. Hehe” she teased.
Mandy felt her pants coming undone and she knew she was ripe for sex. Feeling her pants opening up sent her sex drive into overdrive. She felt Marge trying to pull down her pants and she lifted her bottom to help her get them off her hips. Once they cleared her hips, she felt excited. She wanted this moment. After being teased for so long and feeling an arousal level, she never felt before, she really wanted this release. She heard Marge’s question, and she giggled. “Heheh yes. I do.” she answered.
Marge nodded her head to acknowledge her response and continued to pull down the pants. She moved her own body down the legs, taking the pants with her. The pants came off the thighs, then the knees, then the shins, and then finally off the feet. She held up the empty pants and felt proud of herself. That beautiful blond woman was nearly naked, and it wasn’t going to be too long before she was. She tossed the pants over her shoulder and stared at the gray underwear. “Mmmm…nice. I wonder what is hiding underneath that underwear. I bet there is a pretty pussy under there. Tell me, Mandy. Is your pussy pretty?” she asked.
Mandy almost lost it when she heard that question. If she could orgasm without her pussy being touched, it would have been at that moment. That question asked really sent her over the edge and she needed that release. The removal of her pants brought her to that edge of pure sexual bliss and now she was hanging over the edge, ready to lose complete control. “Yes….I have a pretty pussy. I do. I hope you like it.” she mewled.
“You are something else….” Marge said as she listened to Mandy’s response. She moved her body back towards the groin area and placed her hands on the underwear. It was now time to strip this woman completely naked. It was time to have her way with her and drive her wild. She thought of an idea and had a smirk on her face. She looked over at her dancers and grinned. “Hey, you guys want to see this pussy of hers? Come on over….” she told them.
Rita felt a surge of lust in her body when she heard that offer. It didn’t take long for her to jump up from her chair and walk quickly over to the bed. She noticed that Diane, Susan and Olga all did the same. They all moved very quickly, and she couldn’t help but giggle. She stared at Mandy lying on the bed and could tell she was ready for sex. The way her hips were already moving and how she was slowly writhing her body drove her crazy. “I can’t wait to see what she looks like. This is going to be great!” she said with excitement in her voice.
Marge then started to tug down on the underwear and it came off her hips. Once again, Mandy raised her bottom from the bed, so the underwear could slip off easily. Once the garment cleared the ass cheeks, she now started to pull them down the legs. She saw the blond pubic hairs and she felt her heart beating a bit faster. The underwear completely left the groin area, and she gasped. She could see the pussy of Mandy and she loved it. She quickly moved the underwear down to the knees and Mandy started to part her legs open. Her eyes saw those pink lips hiding and she wanted to touch them. She removed the underwear from the legs and finally off the bare feet. She tossed the underwear to the ground and now, Mandy was completely naked. Marge felt very powerful at the moment and really wanted to devour this woman. She could already see the legs opening wide, and the pussy was being presented to her. “Mmmm……” she moaned.
Mandy was on the edge of sexual bliss when she felt her underwear pulled down. She lifted her hips into the air, so the underwear could be taken off easily. She felt like a performer at this point. She heard Marge tell the other dancers to come look at her getting stripped naked and with her arousal so high, she loved the fact that they were going to see her naked. Once the underwear came off her legs, she started to spread her legs because she wanted to see if Marge and the others would like her most private area. She spread them open far enough and felt nervous. “Do you like it? Is my pussy pretty?” she asked softly.
“Yes….oh yes it is. You do have a very pretty pussy. You are such a good girl….” Marge said with lust in her voice. Her eyes could not leave that spot between that woman’s legs. She wanted to play with it and make this woman cum her brains out. She looked over at her dancers and they all had their mouths wide open. That made her giggle, and she wanted to check on them. “hehehe are you all ok? Do you like what you see?” she asked.
“Oh…..my…..goodness. Now THAT is one pretty pussy!” Diane said with lust. Her eyes looked at Mandy’s spread opened legs, and she could see those blond pubic hairs and those pouty pussy lips. The sight of this naked woman really got her charged up and she wanted to see if Mandy would cum her brains out. She hoped she did not squirt because that would make her lose the bet she made with Olga. If she was going to eat pussy this evening, she wanted it to be Mandy’s, not Olga’s.
Olga started to put her hands inside her underwear because she felt the very strong urge to masturbate. She licked her lips and shivered a bit as she looked at that very special place on Mandy’s body. “It is….oh my….I think I am going to cum.” she said.
“Hehehe get your hands out of there! Can’t you just wait for a moment? Hehehe” Susan said as she saw her friend just rubbing herself. She reached over and pulled Olga’s hand out of her underwear. She wanted to control her friend’s lust and wait until Mandy had her orgasm first. She then looked back at Mandy and smiled. “Yep, she sure has one of the best pussies we have ever seen.” she smiled.
Rita really loved what she saw. Mandy looked so helpless with her arms tied above her head and her legs were spread very wide. She had a clear look at the womanhood and knew it had to be soaking wet. This was one of those moments when she wished she was the one dominating Mandy. She wished she would be the one to make her cum her brains out, but Marge wanted her, so she had to observe only. She was happy that she got her feet kissed, so she got something over the others. “Well, are you going to play with it?” she asked Marge.
“You better believe it! this pussy is……MINE!” Marge declared. She knew her dancers wanted to have their way with Mandy, but this was all hers to play with. She then positioned herself between those legs and knelt down on all fours. She moved her head closer to that space between the legs and she could smell the arousal. She looked up towards Mandy’s face and could see how excited she was. She knew that woman was just aching to have release. She then took her left index finger and gently swiped it down those lips and she felt the body shiver and the lips reacted. That really got her own motor running, and she did another swipe. She could feel the wetness and knew it was time. She did another swipe, and she heard a slight giggle. That made her look up and saw a silly smile on Mandy’s face. “Hey, did that tickle?” she asked.
Mandy saw Marge between her legs and saw how close the face was to her private spot. She felt that swipe on her pussy lips and it felt amazing. She was so hot at the moment that the touch sent major sexual shockwaves throughout her entire body. Then she felt the finger swiping again and again and she felt herself giggling. She did feel a ticklish tremor in her body and realized her pussy felt ticklish at the moment. That made her nipples go rock hard and she was now desperately wanting to be touched and made to cum. “hehehe yes. It tickles…hehehe” she giggled.
Marge closed her eyes for a moment and savored this time. She had a very sexy woman naked on a bed. She was ticklish everywhere, enhanced by the potion she drugged her with, and her arousal was off the charts. Now, she was tickling the pussy, and it drove her own libido through the roof. The way Mandy’s soft giggles sounded, she couldn’t restrain herself any longer. She wanted that pussy, and she was going to have it. She tickled it a little longer and when she saw those hips gyrating a little, she leaned her head forward and stuck out her tongue. The tip of her tongue got closer to that very hot center of Mandy’s sexual being and finally made contact. The softness and the taste blew her mind away.
“Oooooooooohhhhhh yeeessssssssssss!!!!” Mandy cried when she felt that tongue now touching her creamy center. After all the arousal, after all the tickling, she wanted this very badly. The way the tongue was now tasting her really got her going and she started to hump her hips. She closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment. It was still hard to believe that this was happening to her, and she loved every moment of it. She did not care that other women were watching her. She was so horny for a long time, she just wanted to have her orgasm. She felt the tongue slipping and sliding up and down her slit and even felt it go inside her. She wanted to touch her nipples, but her hands were still tied above her head. She felt incredible and hoped she could feel this way forever.
Rita looked at Marge eating Mandy and she felt the need to sit down. She could see how Marge was moving her tongue all around that area and she felt a little envious of her. Mandy was her number one fan. Mandy always looked at her and she felt it should be her to give Mandy the orgasm she craved. Her nipples were starting to throb, and she hoped Mandy would cum soon. The tension was too thick in the room. All of the women inside were very horny at the moment and they all needed that sweet release.
Marge continued to lap away at Mandy’s love nectar, and she loved the taste. Her mind acknowledged without a doubt; this was their best victim she ever tasted. Perhaps Mandy’s sensuality made her taste even better than the other victims. The others were nervous about this moment, but Mandy invited it. She kept thinking that she didn’t even need to give her the potion. Mandy would have happily agreed to it anyway. It didn’t matter because the potion made Mandy’s body far more responsive than it normally would have been. She then placed her entire mouth on the vagina and devoured the woman’s sweet love honey. She could feel how hot Mandy was and she was in heaven herself. Her tongue slipped in and out of Mandy and licked up and down that slit. She could hear those soft moans coming from the owner of this delicious womanhood and that fueled her. She wanted to make Mandy cum. She wanted her to explode. Her tongue then located the clit and went after it. She noshed on it and licked it harder and harder. Her own nipples were aching, and she felt a raging sexual fire between her own legs. The taste was intoxicating, and she just could not stop devouring her.
Mandy’s eyes rolled back into her head as she felt this incredible pleasure. The way Marge was working her tongue on her was like magic. It felt right. That tongue found all of her spots to drive her wild and push her over the edge. When she felt the mouth on her mound, the sensations grew even more intense. This woman knew how to eat a woman out and she loved the ride she was on. When she felt the tongue going after her clit, she felt that sexual release tension building up. Her body was so on fire, that she knew an orgasm was not going to take long at all. She had been very horny for a long time and now the release was finally arriving. She endured soft tickles, and torturous ones. It was all worth it because it led to this moment. She felt her toes starting to curl as the wave of pleasure started to rise. She felt every single nerve in her body starting to tingle and the tension was building and building. She let out loud, sexual moans and knew it was all coming. The tongue lashed her clit over and over and now she was close. “Ooooh oooh OOOOOHHH YES YES YESSSSSS COME ON!! MAKE ME FUCKING CUM!!! YES!!!! OH…………………………..FUCK YES!!!! OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!” she yelled out as the orgasm finally hit her.
Marge couldn’t help but feel amazing as she knew that orgasm finally hit. Her tongue swirled around the clit and when she heard Mandy moaning and screaming, she lifted her head so she could see the look on Mandy’s face. She could see the pleasure on her face, and then suddenly she felt something splashing on her face. She looked down a little and saw that Mandy was squirting on her! Some of the love honey splashed on her nose and lips and she giggled. “Ooooh! We have a squirter here! I love it.” she said feeling very satisfied.
Olga saw the squirting and she almost passed out. Hearing Mandy’s shouts of pleasure and the way her boss was eating that sweet looking pussy, drove her insane. This moment was far too wonderful and then she realized something. Mandy squirted! She looked over at Diane with a huge smile. “She squirted! I won! I won! Hehehehe” she yelled out.
Diane looked over at Olga and realized that she had just lost that wager. She could see the happiness on her face, and she lowered her head and giggled. “Dammit. I didn’t think she would squirt.” she told herself.
Mandy felt herself floating in the clouds. That orgasm was very powerful, and she loved it. All that tension in her body was released and she could feel those endorphins coursing through her body. She knew she squirted, and it felt amazing. She started to pant and also started to mewl in sexual bliss. She closed her eyes for a moment to savor everything. She also still felt tremendously horny and hoped that she could have another orgasm. She felt a little sleepy, and even though she wanted that second orgasm, she did feel really tired. “Mmmmmm…..mmmmm….” she moaned softly.
Marge looked at Mandy’s helpless body and knew she was in bliss. She looked over at her dancers and it was time to rob Mandy of any valuables. Once a victim had orgasmed, they would be in their own little world and get really groggy. “Ok, do what you need to do.” she told her dancers.
Rita heard the instructions, and she felt a little guilty. They had Mandy completely vulnerable, and she was making those soft cooing noises after sex. This was the moment they would rob their victims and then throw them out like trash. Once they finished that, they usually had sexual encounters amongst themselves because of how horny they had gotten. Mandy was different though. She was a victim, they did torture her a bit, and made her have a mind-blowing orgasm, but this was also a woman who wanted it. She was also one of their favorite customers. She showed up often and always praised their work. “Hey, I think we should spare her.” she said to the group.
“What? You think we should spare her? Why?” Marge asked. She was ready to discard Mandy, even though she liked her to some degree. Even though she liked her, she had to remain consistent. They had to follow the same pattern with everyone to lessen the chances of them being caught.
“Because. She has been very supportive of us. I would feel terrible to steal from her and just throw her out. Poor thing. She looks so happy right now.” Rita responded. She could see the satisfaction on Mandy’s face and hoped they would not do her like they did to others.
Marge got up off the bed and walked over to her top dancer. She could see the look of concern on her face, but business was business. She looked back at Mandy and saw her squirming in pleasure after receiving a strong orgasm. Her head then turned back towards Rita. She placed her hands on Rita’s shoulders and looked directly into her eyes. “She is a very nice lady, and one of our best customers. But we still have to do what we are supposed to do. We can’t change anything up. You know this. We must remain consistent with all the victims.” she told her.
“I know, I know. But look at her. She is happy and feels good. She will not really remember exactly what happened here later, but her body will. How about this? We can rob her, but can we at least not dump her naked in an alley? I mean, she is really nice and sweet to us. Let’s at least let her have some dignity when she is found.” Rita requested. She knew dumping victims in an alley somewhere naked was their style, but she did like Mandy and considered her somewhat of a friend. She also gave them a great erotic display.
Marge could see the concern on Rita’s face, and she took a deep breath. Out of all her dancers, it was often Rita who always seemed to have some kind of concern for the victims. Rita was very talented and never hesitated with their plans of crimes, but she would have a soft spot for them sometimes. She knew she was right, because Mandy was such an excellent customer and even if she barely remembers what happened to her this night because of the effects of the potion, the woman will probably show up again tomorrow night enjoying the show. She hesitated for a moment but then nodded her head. “Fine. We will steal any valuables she has and then put her clothes back on. She can have some dignity. However, we are keeping her underwear and socks. Hehehe I want trophies.” Instructed.
“Ok. I guess that is good enough.” Rita responded with a smile. She saw her fellow dancers now going through Mandy’s things such as her pants and a small pouch she was carrying. She witnessed them taking money out of the pouch and even taking off the small earrings that she wore the entire time. She had a good amount of money, but not much in jewelry. It was still a successful robbery and now it was time to dump Mandy. She walked over to her body and saw Marge picking up the black socks and gray underwear. She saw Susan untying Mandy’s wrists and she grabbed her pants. She started to dress the dazed woman and was content that she would at least remain clothed. They would often throw out a victim’s clothes somewhere far away from their body, so they would be found naked even if they awakened from their slumber. As she started to put Mandy’s shirt on, she looked at her face. She saw a very happy look on it and she felt a little bad for her.
“Mmm….goodnight. Thank you…” Mandy mumbled then found herself falling asleep. She closed her eyes and then fell into a very happy slumber.
Rita heard those words, and it was strange to hear a victim thanking them. She kissed her sweaty forehead and then put her shirt back on. It was time to dump Mandy, and she hoped the poor woman would be ok later. “Goodnight, Mandy.” she whispered.
THE NEXT MORNING
Darby was sitting in her office at the Sheriff’s station, looking over some paperwork, and drinking some coffee. She arrived a little earlier than normal because she wanted to get started on the day. She learned that the mayor was holding a town meeting at the town square to announce the festival slated for next week. She and Sheriff Dickerson discussed plans for security there and also maintain a presence at the rest of the town. It was a busy day the previous day as many citizens talked about small crimes that happened. Some were assaults. Some were robberies. Others were just complaints about noisy neighbors, which always irritated her. They were constantly busy and grew concerned about a major festival. She wanted to make sure the town was safe and everyone could enjoy themselves. She then heard a noise and saw some of her fellow deputies coming in. They were in good spirits, which was always great to hear. Then she heard a knock on her door and saw a very familiar face. She smiled and then waved her hand to the person to come in. It was always a treat in the morning to see that freckled face, with the huge smile with a gap between the front teeth. “Hiya Becky! Good morning to you.” she smiled.
Becky walked into Darby’s office and stood rigid and gave her a crisp salute. “Good morning! Deputy’s apprentice Becky Lockhart, reporting for duty!” she said with her smile.
Darby chuckled a little because no matter what, every single day, Becky would salute her whenever they encountered each other. She found it cute, and it also let her know that Becky was really into the job and wanting to do things right. “How are you this morning?” she asked.
“I am doing good. A little better. I am ready to tackle the day! We have that big town square meeting today, right?” Becky asked.
“Yes, we do. I am a little worried about it. We have seen crime rising lately and we got to make sure everyone is safe. So, you know we have to use you when the meeting is happening. I want you to keep your eyes peeled and looked into the crowd. Make sure no one is doing anything suspicious. You ready?” Darby asked. She knew that even though Becky was not a deputy, she could still be very helpful during the meeting. She could easily spot anyone doing something suspicious and then she and the rest of the deputies could make an arrest. Most of the citizens of Plotsville were hard-working and decent people, but there was an influx of those who wanted to commit crimes.
“You betcha! I will be keepin’ muh eyes peeled and ready for duty!” Becky said, then saluted Darby once again. She liked going on missions and assignments with Darby. The more experience she gained, the better she would be once she became a deputy. Then she remembered something else. There were a lot of crimes happening, but there was one particular crime that she was concerned about. The one type of criminal that could cost her the job. “Hey, any idea who that Ticklin’ Thief is? We got to find that person!” she asked.
“I know. I have been looking at the reports and the pattern is the same. They break into a woman’s home when they are alone, tie them up and I believe she tickled all of them. You said several women were tickled into submission, but I wonder if all of them were. I think they were. Poor ladies. I know it is hard to admit that you were tortured by tickling, but we have to get all the information. I just know there is something that we are not looking at. For example, how does this thief know who these women are? Why did they choose them? What is it about the ladies that the thief targeted them?” Darby mused. She knew they had to solve this crime. With Donna Prescott now revealing there was a serial thief, there would be pressure to find the criminal. It would also cause fear amongst the women who lived alone.
“Yeah, we do have to find this rotten thief! I mean, we know how terrible it is to be tickle tortured, and I feel really bad for the victims. I also want to find this thief because…..well, you know Donna is tryin’ to get me fired.” Becky responded. She was determined to find the thief, but was also very aware that if they didn’t, she could lose her job. The Sheriff and Darby were very comforting to her, but Donna Prescott’s family had influence on the mayor and if the thief kept going after women successfully, then there could be pressure to fire her because she failed to apprehend that thief.
“Becky, try not to think about Donna. Now, out of all the victims, I think she was targeted simply because her father is a jeweler. All the victims had jewels stolen, so of course she is a target. That woman needs to calm down and let us do our job. We will solve these crimes, muh apprentice. Now, let’s go see the Sheriff. It is time for us to go to this announcement soon and set things up.” Darby responded. She knew Becky was very concerned about losing her job, but she was determined not to let that happen. She was going to protect her apprentice and the women in the town. She stood up from her desk and walked out with Becky right behind her. It was time to set up for the town meeting and she wanted to make sure things were safe. She had a feeling it was going to be a long day.
Sylvia looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She was in her hotel room and had a good night’s rest. She thought about the previous night. She did enjoy herself at the burlesque show with Mandy. She found Mandy to be quite engaging and fun to be around. She knew what her mission was, but at the same time, she did enjoy being around fun people. She was amused over how flirtatious Mandy was with the women there, and when she left, Mandy was going to go backstage with them. She knew there was most likely a sexual encounter that took place and that made her chuckle. She was also invited to go backstage, but she had work to do and couldn’t indulge in some lesbian orgy that was sure to take place. That moment made her think about how lonely she could be at times. Her line of work was one of solitude and making friends was something that she couldn’t do often. Sylvia was friends with other assassins and bounty hunters, but they were usually far apart from each other, doing their paid assignments. She felt at times that having someone to talk to would be nice. Now, she had to use that craving, but also her talents to make Darby feel comfortable around her. Her mission was to capture the heroic deputy and eventually bring her to Greece so Christos and Thalia could finally have their way with her. She looked in the mirror and thought about her life. “Hmmm…maybe one day you can have some consistent friends. Hehehe” she giggled as she looked at her reflection.
She finished getting ready and then headed out the door. Today was a day where she would examine Darby in action. She heard the story from Thalia that Darby knew how to fight. She heard that even though she had a partner in La Diabla, the deputy did know how to handle herself in a fight and gave Thalia enough of a challenge. She had a feeling that if she were to confront Darby and engage in a physical battle, the deputy might be able to best her. She had to be smart about the capture. She was not supposed to kill her either, which would have been easier for her. As she walked out the door, she thought about what she had to do. It was going to be difficult, but she knew she could pull it off. She heard there was some kind of town announcement and a lot of Plotsville’s citizens would be there. It gave her an idea and could test Darby. She left the hotel and could already tell it was going to be a warm day. Her black boots crunched on some gravel, and she made her way down the street. It was still early enough in the morning, so there weren’t too many people on the street. She passed by a construction site, where a new building was being built. She focused on walking past the site, and then she heard some of the men talking.
“Yeah, there is supposed to be some kind of announcement today. I heard the mayor wants to give some kind of news.” one man stated.
“Oh yeah? That fat bastard is going to wallow out of the muck and talk to us, huh? Haha” another man with a gruff voice replied.
“Hahaha yeah, he is. You don’t like the mayor, do you?” the first man asked.
“No, I don’t. He is FAT. He is STUPID. He makes everything worse by just breathing! I can’t stand him!” the gruff voiced man replied.
“Haha what did he ever do to you? He’s been pretty good for the town. Hell, because of him, we got jobs. We are working right now because he increased construction.” the first man retorted.
“That may be so, but I think it is because of that rich lady in his office. You think Fat Hickenbottom can think for himself? He is always eating. He is so fat, a pig cussed him out because he ate from his trough! Hahahahahaha” gruff voice man stated with a loud laugh.
“Hahaha yes, he is very fat. But come on, give the guy a break! What did he do to you? You haven’t answered that!” the first man asked again.
“Well, after I was released from jail, I ran into him. Somehow, he heard about me and called me a nuisance to the public! Me? A nuisance? HELL NO I am not! I want to take what is mine, but no, he says I am bothering too many women. He said it in front of a crowd of ladies and they all LAUGHED at me. They all agreed with him. That fat bastard tried to make me look small out there, and you know I am NOT small! So, I hope one day someone will just put that moron in his place. The way he is going, he is going to get shot by someone who won’t put up with his crap!” the gruff man yelled. His anger was rising, and he raised his voice.
“Hahahaha You don’t mean that. No one wants to see him shot. You sure got some issues there, buddy.” the first man stated then shook his head.
“Grrrr!!! Well, if someone did kill him, I wouldn’t care. Maybe then we can have REAL leadership and not someone that will eat all of Plotsville’s food! Alright, enough about him. Now, how about last night, huh? Did ya like seeing me win all those hands at poker?” the gruff man said, then started to talk amongst the other workers.
Sylvia heard that conversation and smiled. It only added to her plan and now, in case something went awry, she had a backup plan. This was getting even better, and she started to walk again. She passed by the men and heard the catcalls. She shook her head because, if necessary, she could kill them all. She was armed with a pistol but also knew enough to assassinate all of them. She continued to walk away and had a wry smile on her face.
“Hey sexy lady!!! Come back!!! I know you want a piece of this stud of a man! Hey! Come back! Don’t you want to know my name? It is Nick!! People call me BIG NICK!!! Want to know why? Damn, she walked away. Stupid bitch…..” Nick growled then turned back to the other workers.
TWO HOURS LATER
Darby looked around the town square and started to see the people gathering. The announcement of the festival was about to take place, and she had to keep her eyes peeled for any suspicious looking people. Not only did she have to make sure this announcement went smoothly, but she also wanted to make sure that petty crimes were not being committed. She made sure to look at all the women in the gathering crowd because they were more likely to get robbed. She felt bad that there was an increase in crime but was excited to do her duty. She glanced over and saw Becky walking through the crowd, doing her rounds. She was on the stage, next to Sheriff Dickerson and they were ready for the mayor to arrive and make his announcement. “Hey Sheriff, so far, so good, right?” she asked with a smile.
“Yes, so far, so good. Let’s hope it stays that way. It is kind of sad that we have to even beef up security. We really need to tamp down on making this town safer. I don’t like the increase in crime. I think the courts and attorneys need to make better statements whenever they prosecute these criminals.” Sheriff Dickerson stated. He looked around and saw many of the great civilians gathering and waiting for the mayor to appear.
“I know what you mean. I think we will get it done. The good citizens of Plotsville deserve to be safe. We can’t end up like other towns in the West, full of crime and lawlessness.” Darby replied. She then heard a noise and saw the esteemed group of people walking up on stage. She saw Catherine LaSalle appearing first, followed by some of the town’s council members and then the mayor himself. She saw him beaming with pride and he walked up to the center of the stage behind a podium. She then looked into the crowd again and had to make sure everything was ok.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF PLOTSVILLE! What a wonderful day it is! I wanted to thank you for all gathering around for this big announcement! As you know, this town has been growing. Our population has grown. Our businesses have grown! New homes are being built! We are adding tons of new jobs! There is a lot of excitement here in Plotsville! So, I do have an announcement that you might like! I want to make it a new Plotsville summer tradition! On behalf of my council and with the help of Cathy LaSalle, I want to announce that late next week, we will have our summer festival!!!” Mayor Hickenbottom announced. He could hear a murmur in the crowd, then heard a round of cheers. He was very happy to hear that response from the crowd. It meant they approved, and he could see the excited looks on their faces. “That’s right! Every summer, I want to have this festival for our town. We will bring in many great forms of entertainment for the whole family! A Vaudeville show will be here! We will have many food vendors! There will be so many activities! So, are you all excited?” he asked.
Darby smiled when she heard the crowd screaming in a positive manner. That made her feel happy because the town was excited about something like this. Since the town was growing, an annual festival in the summer would appeal to a lot of families, looking to enjoy themselves during those summer months. She listened to the mayor talk about the live music and other great events he had in mind. She looked over at Cathy LaSalle and was impressed. Ever since that woman arrived in Plotsville, she had made an impact. She was the one who got the mayor to agree to more construction. She was the one who was trying to make Plotsville a better place by pouring money into the town. She knew that woman was definitely going to be a major player in the town, and she hoped to get to know her better. Her eyes went back to the crowd, and she even saw Becky looking excited. So far, the event has been going on, and no signs of any danger were imminent.
Sylvia managed to get herself to an advantageous spot on the roof of a nearby building. She could see the crowd and the mayor down below. She heard the announcement and heard the roar of the crowd. That made her smile because the people were happy about a festival. Now, she had the perfect opportunity to turn their entire mood around. Her goal was to cause chaos and see how Darby would leap into action. She wanted to see her defensive skills and how she reacts. She wanted to play with her mind a bit and the entire town. She heard there was an increase in crime and now she could make things worse and force the town to really get nervous. She took out her pistol and aimed it at Mayor Hickenbottom. She wasn’t going to kill or injure him but send him and the entire crowd into a panic. She smiled as her finger was on the trigger. She aimed for a spot behind the mayor for the bullet to strike. She was happy that Russian bounty hunter Svetlana taught her a few things about being a sniper and she was going to use those skills right now. She pulled the trigger and a shot rang out!
Darby was listening to the mayor talk about the big festival that was to take place the following week, when she heard that sound. She immediately looked towards the mayor and saw him flinching mid speech. Then she heard a second gunshot, and it sounded like the bullet went right by the mayor! She quickly leapt into action and tackle the heavy man to get him to the ground as everyone in the crowd went into a panic. She laid on top of the mayor to shield him from any bullets and heard the crowd in hysteria. “STAY DOWN!!” she screamed.
Sylvia watched the crowd react and had a small smile on her face. She saw how fast Darby jumped on top of the mayor and was very impressed. The deputy’s reflexes were of a high level, and she was willing to risk her own life to save his. This was a test of Darby’s skills, and she took a mental note. She saw the other deputies drawing their weapons and looking towards the skyline of the buildings. She moved towards the entrance of the rooftop and slowly disappeared from sight. She got what she wanted to see for the moment, and it was time to continue her plan.
Darby didn’t hear another shot and with all the deputies in attendance along with Sheriff Dickerson saying the coast was clear, she got up off the mayor, helped him up to his feet and gave him to two deputies, quickly rushed him off the stage and back into the Town Hall where his office was located. She drew her own weapon and looked up towards the tops of buildings. She didn’t see anything and then looked at the crowd. There was a lot of chatter and some of the people got their own guns out. Everyone was looking at each other and wondered what just happened. She saw the other members of the mayor’s staff and Cathy LaSalle slowly get up and quickly head into the Town Hall. Her eyes then looked at Sheriff Dickerson who had a look of frustration on his face. “Sheriff! Did ya see anything?” she called out.
Sheriff Dickerson still had his gun out and pointed towards the rooftops. He heard those bullets flying and drew his weapon quickly. The crowd was scared and seeing a lot of them with guns out at the moment made him comfortable enough to know the coast was clear. He kept looking at the rooftops to see if anything was suspicious, but didn’t see anything. He then went to the podium, so he could address the crowd. He gave a quick nod to Darby, indicating to her that he didn’t see anything, but it appeared everything was ok. “Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! It appears everything is clear. However, for your safety, please quickly disperse and remain calm. We will find out what just happened. Thank you for your cooperation.” he told them.
Darby walked up the Sheriff and nodded her head. Her gun was still out, and she kept looking around. It was a strange moment because two shots were fired, and nothing else. She wondered if this was an assassination attempt, or perhaps stray bullets. She saw Becky helping some elderly people away from the scene and that was nice. That way, she and her fellow deputies could take a look around. “What the hell was that? Was someone taking a shot at the mayor?” she asked.
“I don’t know. He and his staff are ok, but we need to scour the area and see if we can find out what that was all about. I wish this crowd would keep moving though. What are they doing? Having a meeting or something?” Sheriff Dickerson growled. He saw a lot of the civilians standing around and chattering over what happened. He would prefer it if the place was empty, so they could start investigating and not have to worry about protecting the people. He then motioned for Deputy George to follow him, so they could go look around the surrounding buildings. He was also very concerned about the safety of the festival. If bullets were flying around crowds, he wanted to put a stop to it before it even began.
Darby watched the Sheriff walk away and she got off the stage and started to talk with a few of the people in the crowd. She could tell they were ok, just a little unnerved because that was completely unexpected. She was very happy that no one was hurt and wondered if it was stray bullets that went flying. As she walked through the small crowd of people and chatted with them, she saw a woman approaching her. She recognized the woman and had a slight smile when the woman got to her. “Oh, hi Sylvia.” she said.
“Hi, Darby! Wow. What happened? We were all listening to the mayor talk about that wonderful festival then we heard gunshots! Is everyone ok? Who did it?” Sylvia asked, sounding like a concerned citizen. She liked the chaos that happened, but she also learned something about Darby. The woman was truly heroic and had some good skills. That knowledge would help her in her plan to kidnap her and bring her to Christos and Thalia. She had a better understanding of how it could be possible for Darby to prevail in a battle against someone of Thalia’s talents.
“We don’t know anything yet. Everything happened so fast. So, you were here? Did ya see anything?” Darby asked. Even though she was talking with Sylvia, she kept looking around the surroundings.
“I was here! I didn’t see anything. Once I heard the gunshots, I immediately dropped down and looked around. I was going to pull out my own pistol if necessary!” Sylvia replied. She did like how Darby was looking around the surroundings, indicating she was a dedicated deputy. She looked around also, pretending to be looking for clues to help Darby. “I am glad no one got hurt. Do you think someone was shooting at the mayor? I saw you jump on him and put your body over him. You are pretty quick on your feet!” she asked.
“We don’t know if the mayor was a target, or if someone was trying to shoot at someone else on stage. It could have been me because I am not a hero to everyone. Hehe” Darby quipped. She could see the look of concern on Sylvia’s face and hoped she would be ok. The one advantage that the deputies had was that many people in the crowd were armed as well. This was Texas, and many people had their own guns for protection. “Well, if you will excuse me for a moment, I need to get back to investigating what happened. Are you going to be ok?” she asked.
“Yes, I am ok. Thank you for your concern. Good luck with the investigation. I think I am going to go to that bar, you know, the popular one, The Thirsty Cowboy or something like that for a drink. I think everyone here needs one. Hehe” Sylvia joked. She wanted to tell Darby where she was so hopefully the deputy would show up later. She wanted to continue to befriend the woman, so that capturing her would be so much easier.
“Yeah, I think everyone needs to take a drink. Hehe Ok, enjoy yourself and I will see ya around.” Darby said, then started to walk away. She thought about Sylvia and there was something about her that she liked. She seemed very nice, but also very mysterious. She didn’t know what it was, but somehow, she knew she would learn more about her and potentially become a good friend. Now, it was time to investigate what happened and make sure it wouldn’t happen again.
Becky helped walk an elderly lady towards a shop after the shooting took place. The woman thanked her and gave her a hug for being so kind. That made Becky smile and then she turned around and tried to see if anyone else needed assistance. Then she heard a scream! Her head turned towards her right and heard a woman screaming for help. She started to walk towards the sound, and she saw a man trying to take the purse of a woman. He was being really aggressive, and then she saw him attempt to strike the woman! That made her leap into action! She had to stop that man from robbing and hurting that woman! The guy fit the description of a purse snatcher that Darby had described to her. This was her chance to make an arrest and get this dangerous man off the roads of Plotsville and protect the citizens! She ran towards the man and yelled out. “STOP!!!! In the name of the law, STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!” she screamed.
The man heard Becky’s voice and headed towards him. He let go of the purse of the woman and prepared to run, but then he saw something. He saw Becky’s feet slip from under her, when she rounded the corner of the building, and she crashed very hard onto the ground! “What the hell?” he told himself.
Becky ran very fast towards the man and as she tried to softly round the corner of a building, her left foot slipped on the dirt, and it caused her to slip and fall towards the very hard dirt road. Her left hip slammed onto the ground, and she felt a searing pain. She rolled on the ground for a bit, and she saw the man looking right back at her. He looked stunned and she felt a lot of pain in her body. She groaned in pain and then she saw the man snatch the purse and run away after smacking the woman on the head. That made her heart sink because not only was the man successful in robbing the woman, but he hurt her too. She saw the woman kneeling on the ground crying and she tried to get up to her feet, so she could attend to her. Then she saw boots appear under a pretty blue dress and looked up. Her heart sank because the last person she wanted to see was now standing there.
“BECKY LOCKHART!!!! Why are you on the ground?!!! That woman was robbed!!!” Donna Prescott yelled while looking at Becky slowly getting to her feet. She was nearby when she heard the scream and saw the man trying to steal the woman’s purse. She was strolling along the street with some friends of hers when it all happened. She saw Becky running towards the man and saw her crash onto the ground, which allowed the man to successfully rob the woman, and strike her. Her two friends were now attending the crying woman, and she was livid that Becky allowed it to happen. She thought about how Becky was supposed to protect her a few nights ago and now she watched her fail at this moment.
“Donna, let me go see the woman.” Becky said once she made it to her feet. She could see the very angry look on Donna’s face and could hear the victim crying. She wanted to go run after the man, but he was long gone, and her left hip was throbbing.
“No!!!! Get away from her! What will you do? Nothing! Just like you did NOTHING with me. I thought you wanted to be a deputy! Look at you! You are PATHETIC!!! I will be sure to let the Sheriff know that you allowed that woman to get robbed, just like you let ME GET ROBBED! You should be ashamed of yourself!” Donna screamed, then turned away and headed towards the victim. She saw her friends lift the woman to her feet and started to console her. She glanced over towards Becky and rolled her eyes. “So much for protecting the town! You and your deputy friends are doing such a fine job…..” she grumbled sarcastically then walked away.
Becky felt her head sinking and she felt absolutely terrible. Once again, someone was robbed and because of her own clumsiness, that person got hurt. She felt her emotions boiling over, but she kept her composure. She saw other citizens looking at her and they looked at her with pity. She brushed off the side of her jeans from the dirt and started to walk away. She knew she had to get the victim’s name, but with Donna Prescott with her, she wasn’t going to be able to assist the woman. She decided to head back to the Sheriff’s station and report her failure. “I really messed up now….” she thought to herself as her head hung low.
Darby sat at her desk after returning from the town meeting and wrote down what she witnessed. It was such a shocking moment for Plotsville. There had never been a meeting where something like that happened. She talked to so many citizens, and they expressed their concerns about what was happening to their town. She knew that they were getting nervous about safety in Plotsville. She even heard them mentioning about the thief going around attacking women and stealing their jewels. It made her job much harder, but she and Sheriff Dickerson were focused on solving the crimes. The team of deputies were all writing down their findings, and she hoped they could find out what truly happened during the mayor’s announcement. She then heard a slight noise, and she looked up. She saw Becky walking into the station and appeared to be limping towards her desk. That concerned her and she stood up and left her office to go talk to her. She got closer to her, and she could see how dirty the left side of Becky’s jeans were and she had a feeling that Becky had another clumsy moment somewhere. “Becky? What happened to you? Why are you limping?” she asked.
Becky heard Darby’s voice and looked over at her. She saw her approaching and she felt so embarrassed. She wanted to let some emotions out, but she had to be strong. She couldn’t cry at the station. Deputies had to be strong and brave, not cry because they failed at protecting someone, and also hurting themselves. “I fell down….” she murmured.
“You fell down?” Darby asked. She knew her poor apprentice had a clumsy moment and hoped she wasn’t injured too badly. Then she saw Sheriff Dickerson approaching them and she smiled. He had just got back to the station, and she wanted to discuss with him the events of the town meeting. “Hiya, Sheriff! Are you ready for our meeting?” she asked.
Sheriff Dickerson saw Darby looking at him and he nodded his head. He had just arrived at the station, and he wanted to talk to not only his Chief Deputy, but also to the apprentice. “Can you both come into my office?” he asked.
“Sure! Let’s go. Becky, are you ok?” Darby asked, then started to head towards the office.
“Yeah, I am ok.” Becky murmured back. She still felt sore in her left hip and wondered why she had to attend the meeting with the Sheriff and Darby. She limped to the office and saw Darby sit down, and she took her seat. The Sheriff had a serious look on his face, and he was looking right at her. She suddenly felt nervous because of the look he had.
“Thank you both for coming in here. Before Darby and I talk about the town meeting, Becky, I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to hear what you had to say. While I was speaking with some of the town’s citizens, I ran into Donna Prescott. She had some concerning things to say about you. So, what happened?” Sheriff Dickerson asked.
Becky felt her heart sink because if Donna spoke to the Sheriff, then she knew what this meeting was about. She had a feeling she was going to get into trouble, and she started to tremble. “Um, what do ya mean? What did Donna say?” she asked.
“I was speaking with some concerned citizens, when Ms. Prescott approached me. Of course she was in her rage, but she told me that there was a woman getting robbed and you tried to intervene. As you can imagine, she didn’t have complimentary things to say about you. I can also see you have some dust on your jeans, so tell me what happened.” Sheriff Dickerson requested. He leaned back in his chair and wanted to see what Becky had to say. He wanted to protect her, but he also had to hear the truth.
“Well…” Becky said softly, then lowered her head. She felt her heart beating much faster and took a deep breath. She lifted her head and looked at the Sheriff. She had to tell the truth over what happened and prayed she didn’t get fired. “….I was walkin’ and then I heard a noise. I looked and saw a woman gettin’ robbed by a purse thief. I yelled out to the man, and then I started to run towards him. I round the corner of the building and then…..well…..this is embarrassin’. I kinda…ya know…..slipped and fell. The man then took off with the purse and he even hit the lady. I-I am so sorry Sheriff….” she explained and then lowered her head in shame.
Darby heard the story, and she was surprised. That story explained why Becky was limping and had dirt all over her jeans. She felt terrible for her and knew she had to be really embarrassed at the moment. She knew Becky could be clumsy and that clumsiness got her into terrible situations before. She remembered when Becky tried to rescue her when she was kidnapped by Sabrina Alamain and Babs McKenzie. Becky was in the hayloft, and she tried to come down, only to end up falling and crashing into a pile of hay. She was then tied up and that led to the most humiliating experience of the young woman’s life. She was stripped naked, tickle tortured and sexually humiliated. The outlaws even forced her to perform oral sex on Becky, which was something that she would never forget. Darby looked at Becky’s face and knew she was holding back her emotions. Her eyes then went to the Sheriff and wondered how he was going to react.
“That’s what she told me as well. Becky, I know you were trying to do your duty, but you should have called for help too. Donna Prescott gave me an earful and because others saw what happened, it really looked bad.” Sheriff Dickerson responded. He felt terrible for Becky, but it wasn’t only Donna that complained about Becky, but Donna’s friends did as well. He could see her sadness, but he also had to take into consideration complaints from the citizens. “…..Becky, you have to do better. I know how hard you work, and how bad you want to be a deputy. But a civilian was robbed and even struck by a man you had to stop. Citizens of Plotsville have to be confident in the deputies who serve and protect the town. Right now, there is some doubt about your abilities.” he told her.
Becky felt her heart sank hearing those words. She knew she had messed up badly and what the Sheriff said was correct. A woman was injured and robbed, and she failed to protect her. Just like she failed to protect Donna when the Ticklin’ Thief attacked. That was another moment where her failure cost someone to be robbed. She looked at the Sheriff and wondered what was about to happen next. “I-I understand. I am really sorry. I really am. Um, Sheriff. I want to ask…..um, are ya gonna fire me?” she asked.
Darby gasped when she heard Becky ask that question. Hearing that story and knowing just how much pain Becky was in touched her heart. She looked over at the Sheriff and hoped he wasn’t thinking about firing Becky. That would crush this young woman’s spirit forever.
Sheriff Dickerson looked at Becky and heard her question. He knew just how bad she wanted to be a deputy and was trying so hard to be one. He knew that having a deputy that didn’t have the confidence of the population was always a bad thing. He looked at the emotion on her face and stared right into her eyes. “Becky, you did fail. There’s no denying that. You failed to protect Donna. She is rather annoying and obnoxious, but she is still a citizen that deserves protection. The woman today, she was injured and lost some valuables. We can’t have that, especially when you had a chance to prevent both. I am not going to fire you. However, I do want you to start thinking about your abilities to perform this job. I know you have talent. I know you ended up stopping a major threat down in Ciudad Del Reina, which is why I am not going to fire you. I want you to focus on getting better. We can’t have you being clumsy still after all this time being here. You must get better. So, I can see you are injured. I want you to take the rest of the day off and come back here tomorrow and focus on getting better. Ok?” he told her.
Becky felt a sense of relief that she wasn’t getting fired, but she also understood the message she was given. She knew her clumsiness was a problem, and it really affected her ability to be great in this line of work. The words from the Sheriff really struck her deeply because if she didn’t get better, her dreams of becoming a deputy were over. She didn’t want to go home, but she had no choice right now. “Ok. Thank ya, Sheriff. Thank ya for not firing me. I will get muh rest and tomorrow, I will do muh best to be better. Thank ya.” she said in a sad voice, then stood up.
Darby felt the pain Becky had to be in. She already knew when Becky got home, she would probably cry all night long. She wanted to hug her, but the Sheriff was right. Even with all the heroics against Thalia, Becky had to continue to prove herself. She had two really bad breaks right now and she was grateful the Sheriff was not firing poor Becky. She watched her apprentice stand up and still gave a stiff salute and walked out. The sound of Becky’s voice was very sad, but she hoped with a good night’s rest, Becky would be ok tomorrow and start to work at her clumsiness. She looked towards the Sheriff and even though he still had the stoic look, she knew he was concerned. “I feel so bad for her. She tries so hard to be perfect.” she told him.
“I know. I feel terrible for her, but those two mistakes hurt her. I wish she wasn’t so clumsy. She has such great skill and a determination, but her clumsiness cost two women to be robbed when she had the chance to stop it from happening. I think she will be ok. I want you to continue working with her. I like her, I really do. But I have to do what is right for Plotsville.” Sheriff Dickerson replied. He looked at Darby and knew how much she cared about her apprentice. He was praying she would get better, but he still had to be the boss. He let out a sigh and then looked at Darby. “Ok, let’s get to our meeting. Did we find out anything else?” he asked, as his meeting with his greatest deputy began.
Becky continued to limp as she headed back to the room she stayed in at a citizen’s home. She kept thinking about what happened. This day was absolutely terrible, and she wished the day would end. The town meeting ended abruptly because of shots fired. She didn’t stop a man from robbing an older woman. She got chewed out by Donna Prescott, her Sheriff had doubts about her abilities and her hip was throbbing. She wanted to get back to her room and just hoped the day would end. She saw other citizens waving at her as she walked, which made her feel a little better, but she still felt terrible about the lady that was robbed. She knew she had to get better, or she would have her dreams crushed. The tears started to fill her eyes, and she fought them. She wanted to wait until she got to her room and then let it all out. Then, she heard a voice calling out to her.
“Becky? Is that you?” a female voiced called out.
Becky turned around and was stunned to see a woman looking at her with a huge smile on her face. She only met the woman once, but that one meeting left an impression on her. She met this woman when Cheyenne, Molly and La Diabla were in town. She remembered how the woman made her feel, and she grew nervous as she saw that very warm smile. She smiled back and felt herself trembling a little. “Oh, hello, Rita.” she waved back.
Rita walked towards Becky and felt excitement in her body. She remembered meeting the cute deputy’s apprentice at the burlesque show and thought about her often. She liked how tall she was, and how cute her face was. She could tell there was a sense of innocence about her, even though she was trying to do a very tough job. She saw the dirt on the side of her jeans and also saw her limping a little. She wondered what happened to her, but nonetheless she was happy to see her. She didn’t have to work until later, so she went about the town picking up goods for herself and the other dancers. “How have you been? I haven’t seen you at the show lately.” she asked.
“I have been good. Um, I am sorry I haven’t been to the show. I have been really busy. How are ya?” Becky responded. She could tell that Rita was staring her down and that made her feel nervous. She could never forget the way Rita interacted with her. Even Cheyenne and Molly thought Rita was attracted to her. She also remembered how Rita blew her a kiss when she was leaving, causing her to crash into a door beam and embarrass herself in front of her two friends. There was something about this woman that got her body going. Her mind thought perhaps the encounter would be a good thing because she felt so sad from earlier events.
“Oh, I have been really busy. The show is doing very well. The citizens seem to like us. Well, except for a few. Hehe But I have been thinking about you.” Rita said and felt the urge to flirt with Becky. She wanted to get closer to her and spend time alone with her.
“Yeah, I know some people don’t like ya and the others. But I think all of ya are doing a good job. The town seems to be excited. Well, I don’t want to keep ya. I am about to head back home and get muh rest.” Becky told her. Her emotions were still in turmoil, and she wanted to be alone so she could let her sadness out.
Rita could sense that Becky was not feeling well emotionally as she could hear it in her voice. She wondered if she was hurt by her fall or something. “You are not keeping me. Hey, what happened to you? Your jeans are all dirty. Did you tackle some evil criminal or something? Hehe” she joked.
Becky smiled when she heard that joke but also felt horrible because it reminded her of why she was sad. She fell while trying to stop a criminal and a poor woman was victimized. She didn’t want to cry in front of Rita because she had to be a strong deputy. Deputies were not supposed to cry in front of people. She tried to stiffen herself and be as cordial as possible towards Rita. “Hehe, well, in a way. It is a long story actually. I fell and hurt muhself.” she told her.
“You hurt yourself? You poor thing! Are you ok?” Rita asked with concern. She started to notice that Becky did appear to be in some kind of pain, and she was walking with a limp. That made her think of a way to spend some time with Becky. She looked at her legs and imagined what she could do to them. That started to get her arousal going and after the previous night when she witnessed Marge tickling Mandy, she still wanted to release some of the sexual tension.
“Yeah, I will be ok. Just muh hip is a bit sore. I am gonna go back home and rest a bit. It was good seein’ ya.” Becky said, then gave a small wave. She felt her emotions starting to boil over, and if she didn’t leave soon, she was going to cry as she thought about her failure.
“Hey, let me help you. My hotel room is not too far from here. Come on over, and I will help you feel better. You look like you could use a friend right now.” Rita offered. She started to think about possibilities with Becky back in her hotel room. The burlesque show was doing so well financially, that each of the ladies had their own hotel rooms while they were in town. She figured she could spend some time alone with her and just get to know her and even possibly play with her.
“I can’t let ya do that. Ya got yer own things to do. I don’t wanna be a burden. I just need to rest.” Becky politely declined. She wanted to go lie down and just let her emotions out freely.
“Nonsense! Becky, I can tell something went wrong. I see you limping and I can tell you are in pain. Come with me. Please? I will help make your leg feel better. I know some things to help ease the pain. It would mean a lot.” Rita offered. She started to get really excited about the prospect of Becky coming to her room.
Becky could hear it in Rita’s voice that she was concerned about her. Even though she was not good emotionally, she still felt pain in her legs. If Rita knew how to soothe the pain, she might as well try. She thought about the situation and figured since she had the rest of the day off, she could go visit for an hour, then go back home and just let all her emotions out. She saw that sincere smile and decided to take the offer. “Ok….I will let ya help me. Muh leg and muh hip really does hurt.” she answered.
Rita felt her nipples throbbing when she heard the response. She was going to be alone with Becky and hoped to take advantage of her, as well as helping her. “Yes! Thank you! I promise that my hands will make you feel so much better! You will be as good as new!” she told her.
“Hehe ok. If ya say so.” Becky giggled. She then felt her hand getting grabbed and then started to get pulled in the direction Rita wanted to go to. She walked towards the hotel and the excitement in Rita’s voice did make her feel good. She was still very nervous around her but figured this could also be an opportunity to get to know this woman. To learn who she was when she was not on-stage dancing. She thought that perhaps she could even become a good friend. She had a feeling that she was going to learn a lot from this experience.
Rita led Becky back to the hotel where she stayed and felt her heart thumping out of her chest. She was close to her room and once she got this pretty young lady inside, she was going to make memories. She opened the door and led Becky inside. The room was small inside. It had a twin sized bed, a small set of drawers, and a closet. There was also a small table and two chairs. It was a cozy room to stay in. There was a hotel washroom, but it was shared by the guests. She saw Becky enter the room and she led her to the bed. “There, sit down and try to make yourself comfortable.” she told her.
Becky could feel Rita’s energy and it was nice. Perhaps that energy would make her feel better after all. She carefully went to the bed and then sat down on it. She felt a sense of relief that she was off her feet, and she leaned back, with her hands behind her and planted palms down on the bed. She saw Rita putting down some packages she had been carrying and then she was looking right at her. She looked around the room and nodded her head. “Nice room. It reminds me of muh room that I live in.” she observed.
“Oh? You don’t have your own house yet?” Rita asked, trying to make small talk. She saw Becky sitting on her bed and if she played her cards right, the young lady would be much further up on the bed and not wearing any clothes. She sat down next to Becky at the foot of the bed and stared at her. She loved how cute her face looked. Those freckles that stood out and her warm smile with that gap between her two front teeth. She wanted to just jump on her, but she had to play it safe and get Becky into position eventually.
“Naw, not yet. Once I become a deputy, then I can afford muh own house.” Becky responded. She started to have small talk with Rita and found it enjoyable. There was basic conversational stuff that took place, such as where they were from and their families. She asked Rita how she got started in her job as a dancer and was impressed with her back story. She wondered what it would be like to travel around the southern part of the country doing many shows in so many towns. It was a fascinating conversation for her. It was amazing that someone that some folks considered a “*****” was far more engaging and nicer than those who had money and were “proper” such as Donna Prescott. The conversation soon turned towards the events of the day and the shooting at the town meeting. That brought those memories back as she talked about what happened and how the entire Sheriff’s station was investigating it. That got her to talk about the rising crime in town and what needed to be done. She also remembered about the Ticklin’ Thief going around attacking women. “….and that’s not all. There seems to be some thief going around attackin’ women!” she told her.
“What? A thief? Attacking women? How so?” Rita asked. She looked at Becky and wondered what she was about to describe. She felt a little nervous about the conversation and wanted to get information.
“Well, the thief would break into a woman’s home and then attack them. The victim would be tied up and then forced to reveal where their jewels were. The thief has already attacked many women, and we are trying to stop them.” Becky informed her. She hoped Rita wouldn’t become a victim herself. She almost told Rita how the thief would tickle torture the victims but decided to keep that part under wraps. She didn’t want the other victim’s secret, as well as her own weakness, to be revealed.
“That is terrible! Those poor women! Well, I hope you catch this thief.” Rita said and felt nervous. She then took a deep breath and wanted to keep talking to this woman. She found Becky to be an interesting woman. She had the kind of spirit that was noble but wasn’t refined yet. Her eyes glanced towards the jeans again and wondered how it all happened. “Hey, so tell me about how you tackled some criminal and got yourself hurt.” she requested.
Becky looked at her jeans and remembered how they got dirty. She looked back over at Rita and could tell she was very intrigued. She had a feeling the way Donna’s mouth would be running around telling everyone about her failure anyway, she might as well tell her what happened. “Well, after the shooting at the meetin’, I heard a woman yelling for help. I tried to stop a criminal from stealing her purse, but then…..well……this is a little embarrassin’…..but, I kinda…..fell.” she said in a soft tone.
“You fell? Aw, you poor thing! How did you fall?” Rita asked, then moved her body closer to Becky. She felt like comforting her and soothing her pain.
“Well….I….I kinda slipped and I fell.” Becky said softly, then turned her head. The memory of that moment came back, and she felt her emotions crumbling again. She felt the need to cry, but she held them back. She hoped she could change the conversation, so that she wouldn’t keep thinking about what happened. “But I will be ok. How was yer day?” she asked.
Rita could tell Becky was getting emotional and she felt for her. She could hear it in her voice and see it in her eyes that that slip, and fall was more than just her body being hurt. She wrapped her left arm around Becky’s right shoulder and leaned closer. “I take it that the bad guy got away with his crime when you fell, right?” she asked softly.
Becky heard that question and she lowered her head. The image of the woman losing her purse and getting struck came to the forefront of her mind. She also thought about Donna Prescott yelling at her. She closed her eyes for a moment to hold back the tears that were dying to come out. She took a deep breath and then let her words out. “Yeah….” she answered.
“You poor thing. I understand why you feel so sad right now. But I want you to remember that you are a great woman, Becky. I don’t know you that well, but I can already tell you are a kind, loving and talented woman. Sometimes things happen. It will be ok.” Rita said in a comforting voice. Even though she wanted to seduce Becky, she started to feel her pain. She could tell that she was trying her best not to let her emotions go and felt really bad for her. She placed Becky’s head on her left shoulder and squeezed her arm around the shoulders a little tighter. “Go ahead and let go, Becky. I got you.” she said softly.
Becky felt that embrace and her head was resting on that shoulder. She didn’t know why, but she felt comfortable around this woman she barely knew. She thought about her words and her emotions started to get stronger. She really didn’t want to make herself vulnerable like that, but the thoughts of that woman getting hurt, Donna yelling at her, the Sheriff sending her home, her leg and hip hurting, and the failure at Donna’s house, came to her mind and she couldn’t hold back any longer. She felt a tear slipping from her right eye and as she felt it rolling down her right cheek, that caused her to let the dam burst and more tears came out. “I am a failure……” she said softly, then began to cry harder.
Rita was surprised to hear that statement and then heard Becky crying. It wasn’t loud sobbing, but it was a hard cry. She felt terrible for her. She knew there had to be more to the story than just having a woman get robbed. She didn’t want to press her, so she just let her cry. She wanted this woman to let herself go, so whatever troubles she was having in life overall, could just come out. “There, there. It’s ok, Becky, you will be ok.” she said in a comforting voice.
Becky continued to cry and when she realized she was crying in front of a stranger, it made her cry harder. She felt so sad and so stressed at the moment. The stress of having to be absolutely perfect in her duties as an apprentice was coming out. She wanted to be a deputy so bad that the thought of losing that dream was crushing her. Her own clumsiness might cost her a chance to achieve her dream. She closed her eyes and just let the tears stream down her face. “Why do I have to be sob such a failure? I try and I try, and I try, but I just sob keep messin’ up!” she cried.
Rita could hear those words and could tell there was a deep-rooted emotion behind them. She had no idea about Becky’s plight but was happy to be here for her in her time of need. She listened to Becky cry, and she felt a little sad. She wished she could help this woman somehow, but it was probably best she just let her cry her pain out. “It’s ok, dear, it’s ok.” she whispered.
Becky continued to cry for another five minutes, then started to stop. She realized she was bawling her eyes out to someone who didn’t know her life and had to hear her in such a weak moment. She wished it was Darby here, because she would understand more. She definitely could not show it to the Sheriff or the male deputies. If they saw her crying, they would never want her to become one of them because it meant she couldn’t control her own emotions. She started to wipe the tears from her eyes with her sleeves and tried to compose herself. She also felt a little embarrassed that a civilian had to comfort her. “I-I am sorry I was cryin’ on ya.” she told her.
“Becky, it is perfectly ok. You needed someone right now. You must have a lot going on in your life and you just needed someone to comfort you. I hope I helped you.” Rita said, then released her arm from Becky’s shoulders. She saw Becky trying to wipe away her tears and clean her face. She found a handkerchief inside her pocket and handed it over to her. “Here, take this. You can clean yourself up.” she offered.
Becky took the handkerchief and started to wipe her face. She started to feel really embarrassed and hoped Rita wouldn’t think less of her. She really did appreciate the way she comforted her, because it helped her let her tears out. It didn’t appear that Rita was judging her, so that helped comfort her. After wiping her tears, she looked at Rita and tried to smile. “Thank ya, Rita. I am really sorry for cryin’ on ya. I am supposed to be strong.” she told her.
“Yes, you want to be strong, but you are also a woman. You are a woman with feelings too. It is good to let it out. I had to comfort some of my fellow dancers sometimes. I just want to make you feel better.” Rita told her. She saw Becky trying to perk up, and she really wanted to help her.
“Thank ya. I mean that. Ya have been so nice to me. I will do better. I just...ya know…. have do better at muh job.” Becky said, then started to stand up. She wanted to go back to her room and relax her body for the rest of the day. She felt she ruined Rita’s day by crying all over her shoulder and no longer wanted to inconvenience the woman. As she stood up, she felt pain in her hip, and it made her pause. “Ow….muh leg still hurts.” she said.
“Sit back down, Becky! You should rest a little. You don’t have to go anywhere. Now, I told you I was going to help you feel better. I want you to trust me. Lay down and relax your body.” Rita said, then helped lay Becky down on her back.
“What are ya gonna do?” Becky asked, as she felt herself falling back onto the bed. She saw Rita stand up and go near her boots. She then felt Rita grab the heel of her right boot and lift her leg up. She felt a tugging on the boot, and she started to pull back. “Ya are tryin’ to take off muh boot?” she asked in surprise.
Rita started to tug on the right boot and felt it slipping. She looked over at Becky who had a surprised look on her face. She smiled and figured she had to explain herself. “Just relax, my dear. I am making you more comfortable. Just trust me. When I am done with you, you will feel so much better. Let me take care of you, Becky Lockhart.” she told her.
Becky was surprised that this woman was really trying to comfort her. It was a little surreal that she barely knew, wanted to do so much for her. She wondered what Rita meant by making her feel better, and allowed herself to let her boot get taken off. She felt it sliding off her ankle, then her heel, and soon, off her foot. She looked at her white sock that was a little dirty, then felt her left boot starting to slide off. “Um, ya really don’t have to do this.” she told her.
“Yes, I do. Now, just lie there and close your eyes. Your hip is probably killing you right now. I will soothe it and make it feel better. Believe me, you will be a much different woman when I am done with you.” Rita said as she slipped off the left boot. She carefully placed it on the floor, next to the right boot. She saw those dirty white socks and felt a tingle in her body. Even though she wanted to comfort Becky, and she was going to end up taking advantage of this woman, she still wanted to help her. She found herself having a crush on the woman and wanted to pleasure her. She saw Becky closing her eyes and trying to relax. It was time to get this woman ready for her own version of comfort. She then took Becky’s ankles and slowly rolled Becky over onto her belly. She quickly removed her own shoes and then got onto the bed and straddled Becky’s legs. “Now, relax. Just relax…..” she cooed.
Becky was surprised she was now on her stomach and wondered what was about to happen next. It was quite surprising that she was intrigued by this woman and was letting her manipulate her body. She then felt hands on her back, and they started to massage her. “Ya really don’t have to rub muh back. I will be ok….” she told her.
“Becky, just let me do this for you. I am going to make you feel brand new. I want you to let your mind go free. Do not think about anything but the pleasure you are going to receive.” Rita told her, then continued to massage the back. She could tell that Becky was a strong woman. Her back was very tight and felt a little muscular. She wondered if Becky grew up on a farm and did physical work. Her own groin was right by Becky’s rear end and that ass was shaped nicely inside the jeans. She felt her attraction going and as she rubbed the back, she thought she heard a soft moan. “That’s right, just relax and let yourself go. Let Rita take good care of you….” she said softly.
Becky couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. The hands on her back felt amazing and she was still wearing her shirt. She wanted to do what Rita said and just clear her mind. To just enjoy what was happening to her. She shivered a little when then hands rubbed her shoulders and felt so free. “T-This feels good…” she told her.
“Good! This is just the beginning. I know how to take care of a woman’s body. You are going to feel like you are walking on clouds when I am done….” Rita told her, feeling her own desires growing. She continued to rub the shoulders and relax her friend. She wanted to get Becky’s body used to her touch, so when she went to massage that hip area, Becky felt more comfortable to let it happen. She knew those jeans would have to come off, so in order to prepare Becky for it, she leaned closer to her head and whispered into her left ear. “Hey, in order for me to make you feel good, I have to touch your skin. I am going to take your shirt off. Is that ok?” she asked.
“Ya…ya want to take off muh shirt? W-Why?” Becky stammered when she heard that request. She had no idea why her clothes had to come off and she got really nervous. Losing her boots was ok, but now she would feel more vulnerable if her shirt came off.
“I know you are nervous, but trust me on this. I promise I will make you feel so much better. You have seen me with my other dancers, right? We are just girls here, Becky. It will be ok.” Rita explained, trying to calm Becky’s fears. She understood why she would be nervous, but her own libido was on fire, and she wanted to pleasure Becky.
Becky heard the explanation and wondered if she was just imagining things. Ever since she met Rita, it seemed like the woman was attracted to her physically. She remembered how both Cheyenne and Molly teased her about that concept, and she started to blush. It also reminded her of Kylie. She remembered how Kylie was always trying to seduce her. She did end up liking the experience as well as the experience she had with Sue Ann, but she just met Rita. She wondered if she was letting her own imagination run wild. Rita was giving her a massage it seemed, and it would be more effective if her skin was exposed. Becky decided to take a chance and let this woman touch her bare skin. She had been nothing but friendly and the way she was feeling, she needed someone to comfort her. She did have a sense of comfort with Rita and truly appreciated the way she was trying to take care of her. “Ok…ya can take off muh shirt.” she replied.
Rita felt a tingle between her legs when she heard Becky tell her that she could take off the shirt. She rolled Becky over onto her right hip for a moment and saw the buttons on the flannel shirt. She started to unbutton them and looked at Becky’s cute face. She could tell she was nervous, and she wanted to reassure her. “Thank you. You are very sweet and kind, Becky. I am here for you and want to take good care of you.” she said softly.
Becky felt her shirt get unbuttoned and soon, the shirt flaps were opened, and she got back onto her belly so that the shirt could come off her arms. Once it did, she felt naked, even though she was still wearing her jeans, bra, underwear and socks. She saw the shirt get tossed to the table nearby and she tried to relax. She felt Rita’s warm hands on her back and the massage resumed. She closed her eyes for a moment and tried to clear her head. She still felt sad but wanted to feel better. “Ya are really nice to me, Rita.” she said softly.
“I will always be nice to you, Becky. You just close your eyes and let me work my magic on you. I feel so bad for you, but we will make you feel much, much better. Just let me take your mind and body away…..” Rita said in a soothing voice. Her hands continued to rub the back and loved how soft the skin was. It was also toned and her attraction continued to grow. She looked at the bra and wondered what this pretty girl’s breasts were going to look like. She could hear those soft moans coming from Becky and after she rubbed the shoulders, she moved down towards the rear end. Her eyes were fixed on the jeans, and she couldn’t wait to take them off. She wanted to seduce Becky and drive her wild. She chuckled to herself when she thought about how giving Becky an orgasm would make her forget her stress.
“What are ya laughing at?” Becky asked, while her eyes were closed, and she felt those strong hands on her lower back. She heard a soft chuckle coming from Rita and she was curious. She liked how her other senses seemed to be more alive when she closed her eyes.
Rita blushed a little when she heard that question. She was thinking of a naked Becky and how she would look when cumming her brains out. “Nothing. Just had a funny thought in my head. You just relax and breathe easy.” she responded.
“Yer hands feel really nice. Ya really don’t have to do this. I do appreciate ya tryin’ to help me.” Becky said. She felt her body melting away as the massage felt incredible. She never had someone massage her like this before and it felt amazing. She wanted to purr like a kitten, which made her chuckle a little.
“Hmmm….and what are you laughing at?” Rita asked in a sweet voice. She heard Becky’s chuckle, and she figured she would tease her back. She hoped she was imagining them both naked and having a fun time together.
“Nuthin’ hehehe I guess I understand what ya mean.” Becky said with a smile. She was really starting to feel more comfortable and liked Rita’s demeanor. Even though she danced and teased so many men, she was really a very nice woman it appeared. She seemed very caring and that made her relax even more.
“You are so cute. I do like your laughter. It sounds so sweet.” Rita said. She did like the sound of Becky’s laughter and that made her think of something. She started to wonder if Becky was ticklish. After watching Mandy and so many other women get tickled by Marge and the other dancers, she was getting excited about the prospect of tickling Becky. She figured she would test her and see how she reacts. She knew she couldn’t go full throttle on her, but just a little playful tickle and that would tell her a lot. She moved her hands away from the top of the jeans and then using her two index fingers, she softly stroked them up the sides of Becky. She immediately felt the body twitching and heard the little squeaky yelp coming from Becky. The sound was very adorable, and she couldn’t help but love it. “Ticklish? Hehe” she joked.
Becky felt those fingers softly sliding up her sides and the ticklish sensations went right through her body. She was surprised it happened, but she didn’t want to scream in hysterical laughter. She didn’t want Rita to know just how ticklish she really was. She gritted her teeth, and then when the fingers stopped, she let out some air. She then heard that question she always feared and grew really nervous. “Um….a little. Ya startled me. I apologize…” she said, hoping to get Rita to not start thinking about tickling her further.
Rita felt a surge of lust flow through her body when she heard Becky’s soft denial. The way the body reacted, she knew this woman was going to be really ticklish. The fact Becky wanted to downplay how ticklish she was really got her excited. Now, it was going to be a game, and it was time to seduce this woman. “Hehehe no need to apologize. If you are ticklish, that’s a good thing. It means your body is very alive and vibrant. You are a special one, Becky Lockhart.” she cooed.
Becky started to blush when she heard that compliment. There was something about Rita that felt really good to her. Even with that tickle on her sides, it felt like fun and Rita was a sweetheart. She then felt the hands massaging her back again and she felt jumpy at first but then started to relax a little. She hoped the tickling wouldn’t continue because her body started to feel sensitive.
Rita could feel Becky’s body starting to relax and she felt her own body temperature starting to rise. She loved the reaction and figured she would slowly tease this woman and have a really good time. She then softly stroked her fingers up the spine, heading towards the bra. She could feel the body trembling and that caused her to grin. Becky seemed to be really sensitive, and this was definitely going to be a lot of fun. She started to hum a little, as though she was just going about her business massaging but kept that feathery touch on the skin and when her fingers moved towards the sides again, she could hear soft grunts coming from Becky. “Hehehe so sensitive. Everything will be ok….” she said softly.
Becky felt that light, feathery touch on her back and it drove her wild. She started to brace herself and when the fingers went towards her sides again, the ticklish energy increased a lot, and she did everything in her power to not start laughing. She was really ticklish at this point, and she didn’t want Rita to discover her weakness. She heard Rita speaking and she tried her best to remain calm. “Yeah…I’m…..ok. Just……a…..bit……..tense.” she grunted.
“hehehe tense? Well, that’s why you are getting this massage. I love to give you different sensations. I will wake up every nerve in your body and you will forget all the bad stress in it. Now, where was I? That’s right, time to work on these sides a little. Hehe” Rita teased. She softly stroked her fingers on each hand up and down the sides and now she saw Becky’s rear end started to writhe. She heard that held breath, with some grunts coming out. She looked at Becky’s left side of her face and could see how tight her eyes were shut, and her teeth were gritted. This woman was very ticklish, and if she played her cards right, she would find out just how ticklish she was after an orgasm.
Becky felt those fingers going up and down her sides and it drove her absolutely crazy. The soft touch was devastating, and she held her breath, and shut her eyes. She did not want to break out into laughter, but she was losing that fight. When the fingers got close to her ribs, she let out a small giggle. That made her start to panic inside because once she started giggling, she was sure to lose control. “hehe…..hehehe….”
Rita’s devious grin grew even wider when she heard those cute sounds. She loved the way Becky was fighting the tickling sensations. She started to think that she wanted to explore and play with every single ticklish spot on that body of Becky’s. Her mind wondered if the armpits were ticklish. Her mind wondered if the stomach would be ticklish. She thought about the ribs, and the legs. Then she felt a strong tingle between her legs when she thought about Becky’s feet. When she removed the boots, she noticed they were bigger feet. She loved the thought of tickling those feet and wondered what they looked like. Then she felt a very strong tingle between her legs when she wondered if her breasts were ticklish as well as that special area between her legs. Rita started to get really turned on wondering if Becky was ticklish on her pussy. She imagined tickling her there after she orgasmed which would drive her absolutely wild. As she thought about that, she started to stroke her fingers on the sides a bit faster and now, Becky was really squirming under her. She heard the giggles getting stronger and figured she had better stop. “Oops! Sorry! Hehe you are ticklish, aren’t you? Come on, admit it.” she teased.
Becky was going crazy holding in her laughter when the fingers went up and down her sides. She felt the fingers moving faster and that was too much for her to hold back and she let out some giggles. Her body jerked more, and she felt embarrassed when she heard Rita’s question. She started to blush and kept her eyes closed. She figured there was no use in hiding it. She had to admit she was ticklish, but she decided that she wouldn’t say how bad she really was. “Ok, I’m a bit ticklish. Hehee I am embarrassed to admit it.” she giggled.
“Don’t be embarrassed, a lot of women are ticklish. I think it is so cute that you are ticklish. Hehe” Rita replied. She loved seeing Becky’s reaction, which only fueled her desires even more. She wished she could tie Becky down and just tickle her silly, but she wanted to seduce her. So, she had to be strategic in tickling her and then have her way with her.
“Hehehe I guess so. Does that mean you are ticklish too? Hehehe” Becky asked. She started to find this moment a little more playful and tried to relax herself. She thought that perhaps if Rita admitted she was ticklish too, she might be inclined to not tickle her, because she would get tickled back. She thought about all the women who tickled her, she rarely got anyone back. She did get to tickle Peta a little and Babs McKenzie, but she never went full bore on someone. She wondered if she should have tried to tickle Kylie back. She looked at Rita’s face and saw the cutest smile on it.
“hehehe I am. See? I am not afraid to admit a weakness. If you are thinking about tickling me, you better be careful. Because then we will have to have a tickle fight, and you do not want to lose that. I will be careful when I massage you, sweet girl. I don’t want you laughing the entire time.” Rita said, then rolled Becky back onto her stomach. She then started to massage her back again and tried to soothe her. “You will be laughing soon enough though….” she thought to herself.
Becky felt the hands rubbing her back again and it felt really nice. She liked how this moment was turning out. She liked the fact that Rita was so personable and caring towards her. She still felt a little sad, and still had a few cries in her, but she also loved the way Rita was trying to make her feel better. She had no idea why, but she started to feel a little more comfortable around her. She closed her eyes again and felt the tension in her body melting away. “Yer hands are really nice.” she cooed.
“Good! I like to keep them nice and soft. A lady should never have sandpaper hands. Hehehe” Rita giggled. She started to rub the shoulders and could feel Becky starting to relax. That was what she wanted and could start to take advantage of her. She leaned her body down and started to gently blow across the neck and upper back area of Becky. She couldn’t help it when she shivered a little and she saw goosebumps.
“Oooohh….that give me the shivers. Hehe” Becky giggled softly when she felt that warm breath caressing her skin. The gentle blowing made her body go on edge and she even felt her nipples starting to stiffen. That sent her brain into turmoil, and she started to blush. She hoped that Rita didn’t notice that she was getting a little turned on from that blowing. She curled her toes within her socks and released them. Her hips moved a little and she had a small smile on her face.
Rita could feel Becky’s physical reactions to her blowing and massages. She had a feeling this woman was getting turned on a bit, and that was her goal. She had to make Becky fully relaxed and comfortable. Her eyes saw the naked skin and she decided to test something. If Becky was feeling really good right now, then she hoped this next move would increase her arousal. “Such a hard day for you. Let me help you feel a little better. kiss you deserve to be treated right.” she said in a very soft voice and kissed the soft skin.
Becky felt that kiss and it surprised her. Then she heard those soft words, and she felt her heart beating faster from nervousness. Rita was really kind to her and really trying to make her feel better. After such a terrible day where Donna had yelled at her and called her names, hearing Rita tell her that she deserved to be treated right meant a lot to her. Someone right now was caring for her and doing what they could to make her feel safe, comfortable and even loved a little bit. Darby wasn’t with her at the moment, but she was not alone. This new friend was something different and she really started to appreciate what she was doing. She felt another very soft kiss on her shoulder blade, and it felt really nice. “Ya are gonna kiss muh back?” she asked in a shy voice.
“Yes. Hehehe This moment is all about you, Becky. Your day was really terrible, and you need someone to remind you just how wonderful you are. I know we do not know each other very well, but I already feel a connection with you. I just want to remind you that to me, you are a hero. Not everyone wants to do what you want to do. You are brave. You are strong. I know you have a good heart. So, you are a hero to me.” Rita said softly. She started to think about the words she was saying and realized that she did mean them. She wanted to have her way with Becky, but she also found herself very drawn to her. That confused her a bit because she was used to taking advantage of men and women, but this woman was different. There was something very good about her, and she found herself wanting to know more about her. For a moment, she even thought about having feelings for her, but she dismissed them. She could not develop feelings in her line of work.
Becky heard what Rita said to her and her emotions got to her. She needed to hear something like that after the day she had. The way Donna yelled at her and how the woman was injured while being attacked really hurt her. Now, at this moment, someone was telling her how wonderful she was. She felt her eyes watering up and she let one tear fall before she wiped her eyes again. “Thank ya, Rita. That….that means a lot to me.” she said, her voice cracking.
Rita blushed a little because she knew Becky was feeling better and feeling emotional. That started to make her really adore her even more and she wanted to pleasure her. She knew she was taking advantage of Becky in her vulnerable state, but she also thought that it also meant something to her. She just wanted to hold this woman, and make sure she felt better. “I mean it. You are a hero. You just have to believe it.” she told her, then resumed her massaging.
Becky’s heart fluttered a bit when she heard Rita telling her she is a hero. It meant the world to her, and she started to think about the woman rubbing her back. There was something about her that attracted her, and she felt nervous. She really started to like Rita and really needed her in her time of need. “Thank ya for saying that. Ya made me feel a little better about muhself.” she said softly.
“Good! That is what I am here for. I hope we can become really good friends. There is something special about you. Really special.” Rita said and realized she was really starting to like this woman. She seemed so innocent and pure, yet she was trying to do one of the toughest jobs in the Southwest United States. She looked at Becky with some feelings and tried to shake them from her. She then softly stroked her fingers near the lower back and felt the body starting to squirm again. She loved that ticklish reaction and that made her focus on having some physical fun with this very cute woman. “Hmmm….that’s right. Someone is a wee bit ticklish, isn’t she?” she grinned.
Becky felt the fingers softly touching her lower back and she felt the ticklish sensations flowing through her. It was such a tender moment at the time that her body must have really felt sensitive. She started to squirm a little more and started to giggle softly. She liked hearing Rita’s soft voice, and she felt free. She figured they were having such a great time together and she could enjoy a little laughter. “hehehe it tickles!” she giggled.
“I can see. Hehehe I thought you weren’t that ticklish. You said you were a bit ticklish. I think…..I think you really are a lot more ticklish than you want to admit.” Rita teased. She moved her fingers right along the jeans line and now she felt Becky squirming more. It was as though her body was becoming loose and she was having fun. That sent a thrill in her own body because her new friend was becoming used to her and being more open.
“hehehe I am just a bit ticklish! I promise! Ya just found a spot, that’s all.” Becky giggled and closed her eyes. Those fingers were still softly stroking her skin, and it was driving her crazy. Even though the ticklishness increased, it didn’t feel like torture, but something fun. It reminded her of when Sue Ann tickled her softly. That was such a special moment for her and then her brain thought of something. The way Sue Ann tickled her made her end up having a sexual encounter with her. It was different than what Kylie did to her. Kylie was more aggressive in her seduction and already planned to tickle her into sexual submission. With Sue Ann, it was more organic, just like this moment seemed. That made her wonder if something like that was going to happen to her again. What frightened her more, and even got her body more excited was that it didn’t scare her at all. Her body liked the attention it was getting, and she felt comfortable.
“Hehehe A spot, huh? I wonder what other spots you have.” Rita mused as she continued the soft stroking. She was very pleased that Becky was not resisting her or even telling her to stop. There was something playful about this moment and she wanted to just enjoy it. She wanted Becky but would let it all happen a little more organically, than just attacking her much like she and the other dancers did to their victims. She slowly moved her fingers to the sides again and that got her friend squirming more. “That’s right, this SPOT right here is a ticklish one. Hehehehe You are so cute.” she teased.
Becky felt the fingers softly tickling her sides and that drove her crazy. Hearing that sultry voice and feeling good at the moment made her react even stronger. Her legs started to move around, and she couldn’t help but giggle uncontrollably. The tickling was driving her crazy but also felt good to her after all the stress she had. “hehehe yeah! That’s a spot! That’s a spot!” she cackled.
“Hehehe yes it is. The great Becky Lockhart is very ticklish right here. Hehehe” Rita teased as she continued to softly stroke her fingers up and down the sides. She loved the way Becky’s body was squirming around and could feel her legs kicking. This was getting better and better for her, and she wanted to start pacing herself. She slowed down the stroking and then leaned forward again. She gave another soft kiss right between the shoulder blades, right above the bra line. She was rewarded with a soft moan and a shiver of the body.
“Oooh! Mmmmmm” Becky cooed when she felt that kiss on her shoulder blade. Those soft lips on her skin sent a very strong tingle to her body. That was a different feeling, and she liked it. In her state of mind, feeling good was more important than trying to stop this woman from tickling her. She didn’t want this moment to end. She was very comfortable around Rita and wanted to be in this safe space. There was nothing but positive feelings right now, and she wanted to prolong it as much as possible. She started to think that as long as Rita didn’t tickle her very hard, she might be able to tolerate these soft tickles and also enjoy the kissing on her skin.
Rita could sense Becky was really becoming loose and she felt nervous. It really surprised her because she planned to seduce Becky into this hotel room, but now she started to really like her. She had no idea why she was starting to feel this way, but the way Becky cried in front of her and showed her vulnerability, it made her really start to feel for her. She liked the way this moment was unfolding and was going to enjoy every moment of it. She then moved her fingers to the hollows of the armpits and softly diddled her fingers there. The arms were opened, but when she diddled her fingers in that spot, those arms immediately clamped shut and heard a stronger giggle. “Hehehehe um, did I find another spot?” she teasingly asked.
Becky felt Rita’s fingers playing in her armpits and she immediately clamped her arms together. That touch surprised her and she let out a strong giggle. She felt that nervous tickle energy getting stronger inside her own body, and she prayed that she wouldn’t be tickled too badly. Her body was getting more and more sensitive and if Rita kept finding “spots”, she was going to lose it. “Hehehe um…..that is a spot. That’s all the spots though.” she playfully lied.
“Hehe oh really? Ok, I will take your word for it.” Rita responded with a soft voice. She liked the way Becky reacted to her touch, and she wanted to keep doing it. She diddled her fingers again and felt the body underneath her legs as she straddled Becky, squirm a little harder. She knew Becky was lying to her about her ticklish spots and now she had the opportunity to keep finding them. The spots she thought about earlier were now going to be explored, including that warm center between Becky’s legs. She diddled her fingers again and she heard the cutest stifled giggle. “Hehehe What we know for sure is that Becky Lockhart is…..ticklish. How cute.” she teased.
Becky felt herself blushing as her armpits were delicately tickled and those words were said. She felt those fingers diddling in her pits again and she couldn’t help it anymore. She started to kick her feet around and started to buck a little while on the bed. She could feel Rita’s body sitting on her legs and her sensitive armpits were tickled. She planted her face into the mattress and let out a stronger giggle. She wanted to convince Rita that she was not that ticklish. “hehehehehehe that tickles!” she said into the mattress.
“What was that? I thought I heard you say it tickles. Hehehe I can tell. Hmmmmm….. what else can I do to your body? I know!” Rita said, then moved her fingers away from the pits. She leaned down again and kissed Becky’s shoulders and could feel the body relaxing. She let her kisses linger a little longer, and making a “smacking” noise with her lips to emphasize her kiss.
Becky felt those kisses on her shoulders, and she wanted to melt. After that stimulation of being tickled, to feel a kiss on her skin felt incredible. She let out another moan and noticed that her body was really starting to get turned on. She started to think she needed to calm herself down because she didn’t want to make Rita think she got aroused. She felt lips kissing the center of her back, between the shoulder blades and she let out another moan. “Mmmmm…….that feels……feels….” she started to say.
“Feels good? I am glad it does…..” Rita cooed as she heard Becky’s voice. Her own arousal kept increasing and she wished she could make out with this cute young lady. She then focused her eyes on that skin again and had to go back and pleasure it. She started to massage the back again and when she got close to the armpits or sides, she started to stroke her fingers softly. That kept making Becky squirm around and heard some cute giggles. She thought it was time to get Becky to lose some more clothing. She remembered where Becky hurt herself, and since she was now feeling good, she could possibly get those jeans off of her and take a major step closer to being naked. “Ok, I think it is time for me to work on your injury. Let’s get you over onto your back.” she told her.
Becky felt Rita getting off her legs and she wondered what she meant by working on her injury. She could feel Rita starting to flip her over and she ended up on her back. She felt a little shy because her bra was exposed, and her chest was now vulnerable. She looked up at Rita’s face and could see that smile on it. She looked so comforting and caring. She instinctively covered her chest with her arms and smiled a little. “What are ya gonna do?” she asked.
Rita saw the shyness on Becky’s face and sensed that this woman was not sexually experienced enough. There was some innocence to her and guessed that perhaps this might be a rare encounter, or even potentially a first or second encounter. She liked how Becky was covering her chest, but she knew that wasn’t going to last too long. She had to focus on getting her jeans off but was very tempted to start tickling that exposed stomach. The skin looked so soft and inviting. She already knew that tummy was going to be very ticklish as well. But she had to get Becky ready for more sensual activities. “I am going to work on your injury sweetie. Now, you have to trust me. I don’t want you to panic. Everything will be just fine and you will feel so…..much….better. I have to take off your jeans, so I can work on your leg injury.” she told her.
Becky’s eyes popped open when she heard her jeans had to come off. A tidal wave of shyness washed over her and she felt really nervous. She already lost her boots and her shirt, but her jeans? Even though she knew what Rita said was correct, she still felt very shy. “W-Why do ya have to take off muh jeans?” she asked.
“Like your back, it is much better if I touch your skin. Don’t be shy. It is just us girls here. I am a dancer, remember? I have seen naked women backstage. Trust me, you will be ok.” Rita said, then started to move her hands towards the belt buckle.
“But…..I….I am kinda….ya know…..shy.” Becky said, while blushing profusely. Having her only wearing her bra, underwear and socks would make her feel so vulnerable. She liked Rita, but still being near naked made her want to curl up in the fetal position to protect herself.
“I know you are. That is why I want to make this as comfortable as possible. Don’t worry, Becky. I am going to take such good care of you. So, let me get these jeans off. After I do, I will take off my clothing so you can see there is nothing to it.” Rita explained. She got really excited about the prospect of her losing her own clothes. It was part of her seduction plan. She truly adored this woman and seeing how innocent sexually she was made her crave her even more.
Becky held her breath as she watched Rita’s hands get to her belt buckle. She experienced this same feeling when Kylie was stripping her. That memory made her wonder if Rita was trying to get her naked as well. She had no idea how she felt about that idea. She was really starting to like Rita, but this was their first time alone. She wondered if it would be appropriate to do something like that so early. She looked down at her belt and saw the buckle had come undone. She felt the belt leaving the loops on her jeans and once it came off, she saw it get tossed to the ground. She was stunned that it was happening. She saw Rita unbuttoning her jeans and when the flaps opened, she felt the jeans being tugged off her hips. She could tell Rita was having trouble getting them off her rear end and she felt herself turning red from shyness. “Ya are really gonna take off muh jeans?” she asked.
Rita smiled when she heard that question. She could still see those innocent eyes and loved how shy this woman was. She understood why she would be this way, and she adored it. “It will be ok. You’ll see. Come on, lift your bum up a little. I promise everything will be ok.” she requested.
Becky felt her heart nearly beating out of her chest. She was so close to having her jeans taken off and felt this was a moment of truth for her. She could stop this entire moment and end this session. She truly appreciated Rita helping her and she could leave knowing that she would be grateful to her. She also knew that if she lost her jeans, she might be traveling down a road, and she couldn’t go back. Once she gave permission to have her jeans taken off, she was more likely to agree to almost anything else. She took a deep breath and tried to rationalize her thoughts. She really liked this woman and felt a connection to her. But she was always so shy, even though she had sexual encounters with women before. Her body started to influence her because she did feel good, and it went to her mouth. “Ok….be gentle with me.” she said.
UP NEXT: Becky and Rita grow close and Sylvia continues her ploy
Ok folks, how did you like this chapter? I am building up a certain element between Becky and Rita which will have a major effect in the phase ending series, so enjoy how everything unfolds. I do appreciate everyone still following along. I know it is a lot of reading, and for those still with this saga, I truly thank you. You are amazing people and fans. I hope this saga continues to let you escape into this universe and go for a ride with these amazing characters. There is a lot of good stuff coming up! I promise.
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PART 4
Mandy hissed softly hearing that threat. She knew her breasts were ticklish, and she had to tell this dominant woman to tickle them. She was so sensitive at this moment and since her breasts were very sensitive, the tickling would drive her crazy. However, she remembered how badly she was tickled on her feet and her armpits. She did not want to endure that again. She felt nervous because she was going to be tickled, but at least she wouldn’t endure the punishment kind. “hehehe tickle my tits. Can you please… tickle my breasts? I want to feel you touching me and making me giggle. I love it. Please, tickle my breasts. I am a good girl.” she replied with a soft voice.
Marge loved the sound of Mandy’s voice and felt that familiar tingle between her legs. She then started to lightly caress her fingertips all around the mounds and saw the chest starting to shake. The way Mandy was writhing her body looked so sexy. This woman really was a sexual being and she craved her. This was something she was waiting for as well. She always saw Mandy in her showroom and the woman was always fetching. Now, she was touching her breasts and could have them. She moved her fingertips to the bottom of the breasts, and she heard that very cute giggle. She liked the way the mounds shook, and she loved the sound of that soft giggle. “That’s right, laugh for me you pretty thing. You are a good girl.” she said softly.
Mandy felt those fingers on the bottoms of her breasts, and it really tickled her. It wasn’t as bad as her armpits or her feet, but it still tickled her a lot, nonetheless. It also kept her arousal raging and hearing Marge’s voice really got her going. She knew her chest was shaking and knew that she had to be turning Marge on. She loved the way Marge called her a good girl and she felt happy. She felt drenched between her legs and wondered when that very special area was going to be played with. “hehehe I am a good girl.” she giggled.
Rita watched this display and felt a desire to touch herself between her legs. Mandy was such a sexual prize. The way the woman was giggling and cooing and moaning was something this group never experienced before. She already knew that once they were done with Mandy, they were going to talk about this encounter for a very long time. She looked over at Olga who was openly masturbating herself. That made her laugh because there wasn’t even an attempt to hide it. “hehehe um, enjoying yourself, Olga?” she asked with a laugh.
Olga paused rubbing herself after hearing that question. She looked over and saw Rita, Diane and Susan all looking at her and she felt silly. She moved her hand away from her crotch and smiled. “Hey, I can’t help it. That looks so damn good. I need my own release, you know? hehe” she giggled, then shrugged.
Marge continued to softly tickle those large breasts, and the soft giggles Mandy were giving really got to her. She felt her own lust skyrocketing and she just wanted to have her way with this woman. She loved the look on Mandy’s face. It looked happy, but also very turned on. She continued to slide her fingers under the mounds, finding that delicate and ticklish skin. Tickling a woman’s breasts was always a fun time for her. She loved the way they shake. She loved the way they responded to her touch. She moved her fingers to the inside edges and heard the cutest shriek coming from Mandy. “Hehehe that tickles?” she asked teasingly.
Mandy felt those fingers playing under her breasts and it drove her very wild. She was always sensitive there and the way Marge was touching her tickled her but also got her sexual motor running. She started to grind her hips a little as the tickling sensation sent waves of pleasure into her loins. She had no idea that tickling there right now would drive her wild like this. She had been tickled there before, and it was pure torture when Sabrina Alamain did it. She looked up at Marge’s face and saw how excited she was. She felt the fingers touch the inside edge of the breasts and she let out a ticklish shriek. That spot was really sensitive, and she felt her nipples throbbing. She heard that question asked of her, and she giggled. “Hehehe yes! It tickles! Hehehehe a lot!” she squealed.
Marge had a wry smile on her face when she heard that answer. She loved the reactions she was getting, and she couldn’t take it anymore. She had to have Mandy. She had to have her now. She took her fingers away from the breasts and then slid her body down some on the bed. Now, she was in a crawling position, and she lowered her head towards those sexy mounds. “You really are sexy, Mandy. Now, good girl, tell me you want me to have your breasts. Tell me you are ready for me to really make you feel good.” she said in a soft voice.
Mandy felt a large sexual thrill flow through her body when she heard that instruction. She could see Marge’s face was close to her chest and another tingle flowed through her groin. That pretty face was so close to her breasts and her heart was beating fast with anticipation of what could happen. “I am a good girl. I want you to have my breasts. They are all yours. Please….please make me feel good. I am ready.” she responded.
“Good girl…..” Marge said then planted her lips on top of the breasts. She gave the top of the right breast a kiss, then went to the top of the left breast and gave it a kiss. She heard a soft cooing sound coming from Mandy, which continued to fuel her own desires. She loved the way the skin tasted, and she went to go kiss them again. This time, she was dangerously close to the stiff nipples, which sent Mandy into a lot of soft, sexual whimpers. “Mmmm….I love these breasts. They taste so good.” she whispered as she kissed the breasts again.
Rita saw what was happening and she really wanted to touch herself. She knew she could do it, but she didn’t want to be like Olga and just rub herself in front of the others. She crossed her legs, with her right foot over her left knee. She started to shake her foot, doing anything she could to distract her mind from allowing her hand to touch herself between the legs. She then felt something touching her foot and she squealed. “Hey! Hehehehe Did you just tickle me? hehe” she asked and looked at Diane who sat to her left.
“Yes, your foot was just bouncing around and tempted me. With all this tickling happening to her, I wanted to have some fun too. Haha” Diane laughed. She stared at Rita’s barefoot and saw it bouncing so close to her. She figured a little tickle wouldn’t hurt and would keep the mood inside the room very playful and very sexually charged. She then turned her attention back towards Mandy and what she saw almost made her cream her underwear. Marge stuck out her tongue and it was heading towards Mandy’s nipples. “She’s gonna do it! Yes, lick those nipples! Lick them!” she called out.
Marge heard that encouragement from Diane and she felt excited. She wanted to see how those gorgeous nipples tasted. She placed the tip of her tongue on the nipple and gave it a quick lick. She heard a sexual hissing sound from Mandy and looked at her face. “You like that, don’t you?” she asked.
Mandy loved the kisses on her breasts. They were very tender, and the soft lips sent sexual electricity all through her body. She then felt something very warm and moist on her nipple and she knew it was a tongue. That soft tongue really electrified her, and she was on such a sexual precipice. She heard Marge and she shook her head in a positive manner. “Yes….yes….I like it. It feels ooooooooohhhhh good…” she moaned when another lick went across the other nipple.
“Mmmm…..so good.” Marge said as she started to lick the left nipple with more force. She let her tongue circle around it and loved the taste. She also could feel Mandy’s body trembling beneath her, which only inspired her to continue. She wrapped her lips around the nipple and started to suckle it. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. The nipple tasted fantastic, and she was in sexual heaven.
“Unnnnhhhh unnhhhhhh feels SO good!” Mandy said with excitement as she felt that left nipple getting played with. The sexual tension filled her body, and she was in sheer sexual heat. The way that tongue tasted her nipple drove her wild and she prayed that she would eventually get release. She always loved foreplay and having her nipples played with always got her on a sexual high. Then she started to giggle. She felt a tickling sensation on her sides and realized that Marge was tickling her again. The contrast between sexual stimulation and the tickling really got her juices flowing and it drove her wild. “Hehehehehe it tickles! Hehehe it tickles! Mmmmm….” she giggled and moaned.
Marge couldn’t help but laugh a little when she heard that moaning and giggling. As she tasted the left nipple, she let her fingertips touch Mandy’s sides. She loved the fact that she could tickle her and devour her breasts at the same time. The breasts started to shake again, and she tried to follow the left nipple with her mouth. It was a game for her, and she wanted to win. She then dropped her mouth onto the nipple and sucked harder on it, and let her fingers continue the soft tickling. Her tongue flickered against the nipple and the sounds Mandy were making really drove her nuts.
Mandy felt that very strong sucking on her nipples and she also could feel that tickling feeling. That contrast only made her more horny and she started to crave it more. She wanted the soft tickling of her sides to continue. She wanted her nipples sucked on. She closed her eyes and just allowed herself to enjoy the full sexual experience she was receiving. She wanted Marge to have her way with her and she was going to enjoy every single moment of it. “Hehehehe it tickles!” she squealed with lust.
Marge then let go of the left nipple and then went to the right one. She paused her tickling for a moment to allow the chest to remain still for a moment. Once she saw that nipple resting there, her mouth pounced on it and started to suckle on it. Her tongue flickered against it and even circled around it. The taste of the nipple was magnificent, and it was also very stiff. She resumed her soft tickling and now the body was squirming around again. As she tickled Mandy and sucked on her nipples, she noticed that the spread legs got even wider. That gave her a thrill because this beautiful woman was preparing herself for sex. She took her mouth off the nipple and paused her tickling. “Hmmmm….what do we have here? Is someone wanting her pussy to be played with?” she asked.
Mandy heard that question and she let out a loud moan. She was so sexually charged up and felt so wet between her legs. She looked at Marge and saw that look of desire on her face. Her eyes briefly looked at her nipples and could see how wet they were with Marge’s saliva. Her eyes then went back to Marge and she started to whimper in pleasure. “Mmmm hmmmm Yes….Yes….Please play with me.” she cooed.
Marge lifted her torso up and was on her knees, looking down at Mandy. She could see how excited and aroused she was. She looked to her left and stared at her dancers. They were all on the edge of their seats and had looks of lust on their faces. She found it quite humorous that Olga was over there, masturbating herself freely in front of everyone. The room was filled with sexual tension and now it was time to have some fun. She looked back at Mandy and saw those breasts. She saw that cute stomach and then she looked at the pants covered groin area. It was time to expose this woman and get to her sexual center. She moved back a little and then closed the legs together. She then sat on the knees and reached her hands forward. Since the belt had already been removed, taking off the pants would be much easier. She reached for the button and the pants and unfastened it. She then opened the flaps of the pants, once she unfastened a few more buttons. Marge opened up the pants flaps and saw the gray underwear underneath. She grinned and then started to tug on the pants, trying to pull them down off those hips. She noticed Mandy lifted her ass off the bed a little, making it easier to get the pants off. “Hehehe someone wants her pussy played with. Hehe” she teased.
Mandy felt her pants coming undone and she knew she was ripe for sex. Feeling her pants opening up sent her sex drive into overdrive. She felt Marge trying to pull down her pants and she lifted her bottom to help her get them off her hips. Once they cleared her hips, she felt excited. She wanted this moment. After being teased for so long and feeling an arousal level, she never felt before, she really wanted this release. She heard Marge’s question, and she giggled. “Heheh yes. I do.” she answered.
Marge nodded her head to acknowledge her response and continued to pull down the pants. She moved her own body down the legs, taking the pants with her. The pants came off the thighs, then the knees, then the shins, and then finally off the feet. She held up the empty pants and felt proud of herself. That beautiful blond woman was nearly naked, and it wasn’t going to be too long before she was. She tossed the pants over her shoulder and stared at the gray underwear. “Mmmm…nice. I wonder what is hiding underneath that underwear. I bet there is a pretty pussy under there. Tell me, Mandy. Is your pussy pretty?” she asked.
Mandy almost lost it when she heard that question. If she could orgasm without her pussy being touched, it would have been at that moment. That question asked really sent her over the edge and she needed that release. The removal of her pants brought her to that edge of pure sexual bliss and now she was hanging over the edge, ready to lose complete control. “Yes….I have a pretty pussy. I do. I hope you like it.” she mewled.
“You are something else….” Marge said as she listened to Mandy’s response. She moved her body back towards the groin area and placed her hands on the underwear. It was now time to strip this woman completely naked. It was time to have her way with her and drive her wild. She thought of an idea and had a smirk on her face. She looked over at her dancers and grinned. “Hey, you guys want to see this pussy of hers? Come on over….” she told them.
Rita felt a surge of lust in her body when she heard that offer. It didn’t take long for her to jump up from her chair and walk quickly over to the bed. She noticed that Diane, Susan and Olga all did the same. They all moved very quickly, and she couldn’t help but giggle. She stared at Mandy lying on the bed and could tell she was ready for sex. The way her hips were already moving and how she was slowly writhing her body drove her crazy. “I can’t wait to see what she looks like. This is going to be great!” she said with excitement in her voice.
Marge then started to tug down on the underwear and it came off her hips. Once again, Mandy raised her bottom from the bed, so the underwear could slip off easily. Once the garment cleared the ass cheeks, she now started to pull them down the legs. She saw the blond pubic hairs and she felt her heart beating a bit faster. The underwear completely left the groin area, and she gasped. She could see the pussy of Mandy and she loved it. She quickly moved the underwear down to the knees and Mandy started to part her legs open. Her eyes saw those pink lips hiding and she wanted to touch them. She removed the underwear from the legs and finally off the bare feet. She tossed the underwear to the ground and now, Mandy was completely naked. Marge felt very powerful at the moment and really wanted to devour this woman. She could already see the legs opening wide, and the pussy was being presented to her. “Mmmm……” she moaned.
Mandy was on the edge of sexual bliss when she felt her underwear pulled down. She lifted her hips into the air, so the underwear could be taken off easily. She felt like a performer at this point. She heard Marge tell the other dancers to come look at her getting stripped naked and with her arousal so high, she loved the fact that they were going to see her naked. Once the underwear came off her legs, she started to spread her legs because she wanted to see if Marge and the others would like her most private area. She spread them open far enough and felt nervous. “Do you like it? Is my pussy pretty?” she asked softly.
“Yes….oh yes it is. You do have a very pretty pussy. You are such a good girl….” Marge said with lust in her voice. Her eyes could not leave that spot between that woman’s legs. She wanted to play with it and make this woman cum her brains out. She looked over at her dancers and they all had their mouths wide open. That made her giggle, and she wanted to check on them. “hehehe are you all ok? Do you like what you see?” she asked.
“Oh…..my…..goodness. Now THAT is one pretty pussy!” Diane said with lust. Her eyes looked at Mandy’s spread opened legs, and she could see those blond pubic hairs and those pouty pussy lips. The sight of this naked woman really got her charged up and she wanted to see if Mandy would cum her brains out. She hoped she did not squirt because that would make her lose the bet she made with Olga. If she was going to eat pussy this evening, she wanted it to be Mandy’s, not Olga’s.
Olga started to put her hands inside her underwear because she felt the very strong urge to masturbate. She licked her lips and shivered a bit as she looked at that very special place on Mandy’s body. “It is….oh my….I think I am going to cum.” she said.
“Hehehe get your hands out of there! Can’t you just wait for a moment? Hehehe” Susan said as she saw her friend just rubbing herself. She reached over and pulled Olga’s hand out of her underwear. She wanted to control her friend’s lust and wait until Mandy had her orgasm first. She then looked back at Mandy and smiled. “Yep, she sure has one of the best pussies we have ever seen.” she smiled.
Rita really loved what she saw. Mandy looked so helpless with her arms tied above her head and her legs were spread very wide. She had a clear look at the womanhood and knew it had to be soaking wet. This was one of those moments when she wished she was the one dominating Mandy. She wished she would be the one to make her cum her brains out, but Marge wanted her, so she had to observe only. She was happy that she got her feet kissed, so she got something over the others. “Well, are you going to play with it?” she asked Marge.
“You better believe it! this pussy is……MINE!” Marge declared. She knew her dancers wanted to have their way with Mandy, but this was all hers to play with. She then positioned herself between those legs and knelt down on all fours. She moved her head closer to that space between the legs and she could smell the arousal. She looked up towards Mandy’s face and could see how excited she was. She knew that woman was just aching to have release. She then took her left index finger and gently swiped it down those lips and she felt the body shiver and the lips reacted. That really got her own motor running, and she did another swipe. She could feel the wetness and knew it was time. She did another swipe, and she heard a slight giggle. That made her look up and saw a silly smile on Mandy’s face. “Hey, did that tickle?” she asked.
Mandy saw Marge between her legs and saw how close the face was to her private spot. She felt that swipe on her pussy lips and it felt amazing. She was so hot at the moment that the touch sent major sexual shockwaves throughout her entire body. Then she felt the finger swiping again and again and she felt herself giggling. She did feel a ticklish tremor in her body and realized her pussy felt ticklish at the moment. That made her nipples go rock hard and she was now desperately wanting to be touched and made to cum. “hehehe yes. It tickles…hehehe” she giggled.
Marge closed her eyes for a moment and savored this time. She had a very sexy woman naked on a bed. She was ticklish everywhere, enhanced by the potion she drugged her with, and her arousal was off the charts. Now, she was tickling the pussy, and it drove her own libido through the roof. The way Mandy’s soft giggles sounded, she couldn’t restrain herself any longer. She wanted that pussy, and she was going to have it. She tickled it a little longer and when she saw those hips gyrating a little, she leaned her head forward and stuck out her tongue. The tip of her tongue got closer to that very hot center of Mandy’s sexual being and finally made contact. The softness and the taste blew her mind away.
“Oooooooooohhhhhh yeeessssssssssss!!!!” Mandy cried when she felt that tongue now touching her creamy center. After all the arousal, after all the tickling, she wanted this very badly. The way the tongue was now tasting her really got her going and she started to hump her hips. She closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment. It was still hard to believe that this was happening to her, and she loved every moment of it. She did not care that other women were watching her. She was so horny for a long time, she just wanted to have her orgasm. She felt the tongue slipping and sliding up and down her slit and even felt it go inside her. She wanted to touch her nipples, but her hands were still tied above her head. She felt incredible and hoped she could feel this way forever.
Rita looked at Marge eating Mandy and she felt the need to sit down. She could see how Marge was moving her tongue all around that area and she felt a little envious of her. Mandy was her number one fan. Mandy always looked at her and she felt it should be her to give Mandy the orgasm she craved. Her nipples were starting to throb, and she hoped Mandy would cum soon. The tension was too thick in the room. All of the women inside were very horny at the moment and they all needed that sweet release.
Marge continued to lap away at Mandy’s love nectar, and she loved the taste. Her mind acknowledged without a doubt; this was their best victim she ever tasted. Perhaps Mandy’s sensuality made her taste even better than the other victims. The others were nervous about this moment, but Mandy invited it. She kept thinking that she didn’t even need to give her the potion. Mandy would have happily agreed to it anyway. It didn’t matter because the potion made Mandy’s body far more responsive than it normally would have been. She then placed her entire mouth on the vagina and devoured the woman’s sweet love honey. She could feel how hot Mandy was and she was in heaven herself. Her tongue slipped in and out of Mandy and licked up and down that slit. She could hear those soft moans coming from the owner of this delicious womanhood and that fueled her. She wanted to make Mandy cum. She wanted her to explode. Her tongue then located the clit and went after it. She noshed on it and licked it harder and harder. Her own nipples were aching, and she felt a raging sexual fire between her own legs. The taste was intoxicating, and she just could not stop devouring her.
Mandy’s eyes rolled back into her head as she felt this incredible pleasure. The way Marge was working her tongue on her was like magic. It felt right. That tongue found all of her spots to drive her wild and push her over the edge. When she felt the mouth on her mound, the sensations grew even more intense. This woman knew how to eat a woman out and she loved the ride she was on. When she felt the tongue going after her clit, she felt that sexual release tension building up. Her body was so on fire, that she knew an orgasm was not going to take long at all. She had been very horny for a long time and now the release was finally arriving. She endured soft tickles, and torturous ones. It was all worth it because it led to this moment. She felt her toes starting to curl as the wave of pleasure started to rise. She felt every single nerve in her body starting to tingle and the tension was building and building. She let out loud, sexual moans and knew it was all coming. The tongue lashed her clit over and over and now she was close. “Ooooh oooh OOOOOHHH YES YES YESSSSSS COME ON!! MAKE ME FUCKING CUM!!! YES!!!! OH…………………………..FUCK YES!!!! OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!” she yelled out as the orgasm finally hit her.
Marge couldn’t help but feel amazing as she knew that orgasm finally hit. Her tongue swirled around the clit and when she heard Mandy moaning and screaming, she lifted her head so she could see the look on Mandy’s face. She could see the pleasure on her face, and then suddenly she felt something splashing on her face. She looked down a little and saw that Mandy was squirting on her! Some of the love honey splashed on her nose and lips and she giggled. “Ooooh! We have a squirter here! I love it.” she said feeling very satisfied.
Olga saw the squirting and she almost passed out. Hearing Mandy’s shouts of pleasure and the way her boss was eating that sweet looking pussy, drove her insane. This moment was far too wonderful and then she realized something. Mandy squirted! She looked over at Diane with a huge smile. “She squirted! I won! I won! Hehehehe” she yelled out.
Diane looked over at Olga and realized that she had just lost that wager. She could see the happiness on her face, and she lowered her head and giggled. “Dammit. I didn’t think she would squirt.” she told herself.
Mandy felt herself floating in the clouds. That orgasm was very powerful, and she loved it. All that tension in her body was released and she could feel those endorphins coursing through her body. She knew she squirted, and it felt amazing. She started to pant and also started to mewl in sexual bliss. She closed her eyes for a moment to savor everything. She also still felt tremendously horny and hoped that she could have another orgasm. She felt a little sleepy, and even though she wanted that second orgasm, she did feel really tired. “Mmmmmm…..mmmmm….” she moaned softly.
Marge looked at Mandy’s helpless body and knew she was in bliss. She looked over at her dancers and it was time to rob Mandy of any valuables. Once a victim had orgasmed, they would be in their own little world and get really groggy. “Ok, do what you need to do.” she told her dancers.
Rita heard the instructions, and she felt a little guilty. They had Mandy completely vulnerable, and she was making those soft cooing noises after sex. This was the moment they would rob their victims and then throw them out like trash. Once they finished that, they usually had sexual encounters amongst themselves because of how horny they had gotten. Mandy was different though. She was a victim, they did torture her a bit, and made her have a mind-blowing orgasm, but this was also a woman who wanted it. She was also one of their favorite customers. She showed up often and always praised their work. “Hey, I think we should spare her.” she said to the group.
“What? You think we should spare her? Why?” Marge asked. She was ready to discard Mandy, even though she liked her to some degree. Even though she liked her, she had to remain consistent. They had to follow the same pattern with everyone to lessen the chances of them being caught.
“Because. She has been very supportive of us. I would feel terrible to steal from her and just throw her out. Poor thing. She looks so happy right now.” Rita responded. She could see the satisfaction on Mandy’s face and hoped they would not do her like they did to others.
Marge got up off the bed and walked over to her top dancer. She could see the look of concern on her face, but business was business. She looked back at Mandy and saw her squirming in pleasure after receiving a strong orgasm. Her head then turned back towards Rita. She placed her hands on Rita’s shoulders and looked directly into her eyes. “She is a very nice lady, and one of our best customers. But we still have to do what we are supposed to do. We can’t change anything up. You know this. We must remain consistent with all the victims.” she told her.
“I know, I know. But look at her. She is happy and feels good. She will not really remember exactly what happened here later, but her body will. How about this? We can rob her, but can we at least not dump her naked in an alley? I mean, she is really nice and sweet to us. Let’s at least let her have some dignity when she is found.” Rita requested. She knew dumping victims in an alley somewhere naked was their style, but she did like Mandy and considered her somewhat of a friend. She also gave them a great erotic display.
Marge could see the concern on Rita’s face, and she took a deep breath. Out of all her dancers, it was often Rita who always seemed to have some kind of concern for the victims. Rita was very talented and never hesitated with their plans of crimes, but she would have a soft spot for them sometimes. She knew she was right, because Mandy was such an excellent customer and even if she barely remembers what happened to her this night because of the effects of the potion, the woman will probably show up again tomorrow night enjoying the show. She hesitated for a moment but then nodded her head. “Fine. We will steal any valuables she has and then put her clothes back on. She can have some dignity. However, we are keeping her underwear and socks. Hehehe I want trophies.” Instructed.
“Ok. I guess that is good enough.” Rita responded with a smile. She saw her fellow dancers now going through Mandy’s things such as her pants and a small pouch she was carrying. She witnessed them taking money out of the pouch and even taking off the small earrings that she wore the entire time. She had a good amount of money, but not much in jewelry. It was still a successful robbery and now it was time to dump Mandy. She walked over to her body and saw Marge picking up the black socks and gray underwear. She saw Susan untying Mandy’s wrists and she grabbed her pants. She started to dress the dazed woman and was content that she would at least remain clothed. They would often throw out a victim’s clothes somewhere far away from their body, so they would be found naked even if they awakened from their slumber. As she started to put Mandy’s shirt on, she looked at her face. She saw a very happy look on it and she felt a little bad for her.
“Mmm….goodnight. Thank you…” Mandy mumbled then found herself falling asleep. She closed her eyes and then fell into a very happy slumber.
Rita heard those words, and it was strange to hear a victim thanking them. She kissed her sweaty forehead and then put her shirt back on. It was time to dump Mandy, and she hoped the poor woman would be ok later. “Goodnight, Mandy.” she whispered.
THE NEXT MORNING
Darby was sitting in her office at the Sheriff’s station, looking over some paperwork, and drinking some coffee. She arrived a little earlier than normal because she wanted to get started on the day. She learned that the mayor was holding a town meeting at the town square to announce the festival slated for next week. She and Sheriff Dickerson discussed plans for security there and also maintain a presence at the rest of the town. It was a busy day the previous day as many citizens talked about small crimes that happened. Some were assaults. Some were robberies. Others were just complaints about noisy neighbors, which always irritated her. They were constantly busy and grew concerned about a major festival. She wanted to make sure the town was safe and everyone could enjoy themselves. She then heard a noise and saw some of her fellow deputies coming in. They were in good spirits, which was always great to hear. Then she heard a knock on her door and saw a very familiar face. She smiled and then waved her hand to the person to come in. It was always a treat in the morning to see that freckled face, with the huge smile with a gap between the front teeth. “Hiya Becky! Good morning to you.” she smiled.
Becky walked into Darby’s office and stood rigid and gave her a crisp salute. “Good morning! Deputy’s apprentice Becky Lockhart, reporting for duty!” she said with her smile.
Darby chuckled a little because no matter what, every single day, Becky would salute her whenever they encountered each other. She found it cute, and it also let her know that Becky was really into the job and wanting to do things right. “How are you this morning?” she asked.
“I am doing good. A little better. I am ready to tackle the day! We have that big town square meeting today, right?” Becky asked.
“Yes, we do. I am a little worried about it. We have seen crime rising lately and we got to make sure everyone is safe. So, you know we have to use you when the meeting is happening. I want you to keep your eyes peeled and looked into the crowd. Make sure no one is doing anything suspicious. You ready?” Darby asked. She knew that even though Becky was not a deputy, she could still be very helpful during the meeting. She could easily spot anyone doing something suspicious and then she and the rest of the deputies could make an arrest. Most of the citizens of Plotsville were hard-working and decent people, but there was an influx of those who wanted to commit crimes.
“You betcha! I will be keepin’ muh eyes peeled and ready for duty!” Becky said, then saluted Darby once again. She liked going on missions and assignments with Darby. The more experience she gained, the better she would be once she became a deputy. Then she remembered something else. There were a lot of crimes happening, but there was one particular crime that she was concerned about. The one type of criminal that could cost her the job. “Hey, any idea who that Ticklin’ Thief is? We got to find that person!” she asked.
“I know. I have been looking at the reports and the pattern is the same. They break into a woman’s home when they are alone, tie them up and I believe she tickled all of them. You said several women were tickled into submission, but I wonder if all of them were. I think they were. Poor ladies. I know it is hard to admit that you were tortured by tickling, but we have to get all the information. I just know there is something that we are not looking at. For example, how does this thief know who these women are? Why did they choose them? What is it about the ladies that the thief targeted them?” Darby mused. She knew they had to solve this crime. With Donna Prescott now revealing there was a serial thief, there would be pressure to find the criminal. It would also cause fear amongst the women who lived alone.
“Yeah, we do have to find this rotten thief! I mean, we know how terrible it is to be tickle tortured, and I feel really bad for the victims. I also want to find this thief because…..well, you know Donna is tryin’ to get me fired.” Becky responded. She was determined to find the thief, but was also very aware that if they didn’t, she could lose her job. The Sheriff and Darby were very comforting to her, but Donna Prescott’s family had influence on the mayor and if the thief kept going after women successfully, then there could be pressure to fire her because she failed to apprehend that thief.
“Becky, try not to think about Donna. Now, out of all the victims, I think she was targeted simply because her father is a jeweler. All the victims had jewels stolen, so of course she is a target. That woman needs to calm down and let us do our job. We will solve these crimes, muh apprentice. Now, let’s go see the Sheriff. It is time for us to go to this announcement soon and set things up.” Darby responded. She knew Becky was very concerned about losing her job, but she was determined not to let that happen. She was going to protect her apprentice and the women in the town. She stood up from her desk and walked out with Becky right behind her. It was time to set up for the town meeting and she wanted to make sure things were safe. She had a feeling it was going to be a long day.
Sylvia looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She was in her hotel room and had a good night’s rest. She thought about the previous night. She did enjoy herself at the burlesque show with Mandy. She found Mandy to be quite engaging and fun to be around. She knew what her mission was, but at the same time, she did enjoy being around fun people. She was amused over how flirtatious Mandy was with the women there, and when she left, Mandy was going to go backstage with them. She knew there was most likely a sexual encounter that took place and that made her chuckle. She was also invited to go backstage, but she had work to do and couldn’t indulge in some lesbian orgy that was sure to take place. That moment made her think about how lonely she could be at times. Her line of work was one of solitude and making friends was something that she couldn’t do often. Sylvia was friends with other assassins and bounty hunters, but they were usually far apart from each other, doing their paid assignments. She felt at times that having someone to talk to would be nice. Now, she had to use that craving, but also her talents to make Darby feel comfortable around her. Her mission was to capture the heroic deputy and eventually bring her to Greece so Christos and Thalia could finally have their way with her. She looked in the mirror and thought about her life. “Hmmm…maybe one day you can have some consistent friends. Hehehe” she giggled as she looked at her reflection.
She finished getting ready and then headed out the door. Today was a day where she would examine Darby in action. She heard the story from Thalia that Darby knew how to fight. She heard that even though she had a partner in La Diabla, the deputy did know how to handle herself in a fight and gave Thalia enough of a challenge. She had a feeling that if she were to confront Darby and engage in a physical battle, the deputy might be able to best her. She had to be smart about the capture. She was not supposed to kill her either, which would have been easier for her. As she walked out the door, she thought about what she had to do. It was going to be difficult, but she knew she could pull it off. She heard there was some kind of town announcement and a lot of Plotsville’s citizens would be there. It gave her an idea and could test Darby. She left the hotel and could already tell it was going to be a warm day. Her black boots crunched on some gravel, and she made her way down the street. It was still early enough in the morning, so there weren’t too many people on the street. She passed by a construction site, where a new building was being built. She focused on walking past the site, and then she heard some of the men talking.
“Yeah, there is supposed to be some kind of announcement today. I heard the mayor wants to give some kind of news.” one man stated.
“Oh yeah? That fat bastard is going to wallow out of the muck and talk to us, huh? Haha” another man with a gruff voice replied.
“Hahaha yeah, he is. You don’t like the mayor, do you?” the first man asked.
“No, I don’t. He is FAT. He is STUPID. He makes everything worse by just breathing! I can’t stand him!” the gruff voiced man replied.
“Haha what did he ever do to you? He’s been pretty good for the town. Hell, because of him, we got jobs. We are working right now because he increased construction.” the first man retorted.
“That may be so, but I think it is because of that rich lady in his office. You think Fat Hickenbottom can think for himself? He is always eating. He is so fat, a pig cussed him out because he ate from his trough! Hahahahahaha” gruff voice man stated with a loud laugh.
“Hahaha yes, he is very fat. But come on, give the guy a break! What did he do to you? You haven’t answered that!” the first man asked again.
“Well, after I was released from jail, I ran into him. Somehow, he heard about me and called me a nuisance to the public! Me? A nuisance? HELL NO I am not! I want to take what is mine, but no, he says I am bothering too many women. He said it in front of a crowd of ladies and they all LAUGHED at me. They all agreed with him. That fat bastard tried to make me look small out there, and you know I am NOT small! So, I hope one day someone will just put that moron in his place. The way he is going, he is going to get shot by someone who won’t put up with his crap!” the gruff man yelled. His anger was rising, and he raised his voice.
“Hahahaha You don’t mean that. No one wants to see him shot. You sure got some issues there, buddy.” the first man stated then shook his head.
“Grrrr!!! Well, if someone did kill him, I wouldn’t care. Maybe then we can have REAL leadership and not someone that will eat all of Plotsville’s food! Alright, enough about him. Now, how about last night, huh? Did ya like seeing me win all those hands at poker?” the gruff man said, then started to talk amongst the other workers.
Sylvia heard that conversation and smiled. It only added to her plan and now, in case something went awry, she had a backup plan. This was getting even better, and she started to walk again. She passed by the men and heard the catcalls. She shook her head because, if necessary, she could kill them all. She was armed with a pistol but also knew enough to assassinate all of them. She continued to walk away and had a wry smile on her face.
“Hey sexy lady!!! Come back!!! I know you want a piece of this stud of a man! Hey! Come back! Don’t you want to know my name? It is Nick!! People call me BIG NICK!!! Want to know why? Damn, she walked away. Stupid bitch…..” Nick growled then turned back to the other workers.
TWO HOURS LATER
Darby looked around the town square and started to see the people gathering. The announcement of the festival was about to take place, and she had to keep her eyes peeled for any suspicious looking people. Not only did she have to make sure this announcement went smoothly, but she also wanted to make sure that petty crimes were not being committed. She made sure to look at all the women in the gathering crowd because they were more likely to get robbed. She felt bad that there was an increase in crime but was excited to do her duty. She glanced over and saw Becky walking through the crowd, doing her rounds. She was on the stage, next to Sheriff Dickerson and they were ready for the mayor to arrive and make his announcement. “Hey Sheriff, so far, so good, right?” she asked with a smile.
“Yes, so far, so good. Let’s hope it stays that way. It is kind of sad that we have to even beef up security. We really need to tamp down on making this town safer. I don’t like the increase in crime. I think the courts and attorneys need to make better statements whenever they prosecute these criminals.” Sheriff Dickerson stated. He looked around and saw many of the great civilians gathering and waiting for the mayor to appear.
“I know what you mean. I think we will get it done. The good citizens of Plotsville deserve to be safe. We can’t end up like other towns in the West, full of crime and lawlessness.” Darby replied. She then heard a noise and saw the esteemed group of people walking up on stage. She saw Catherine LaSalle appearing first, followed by some of the town’s council members and then the mayor himself. She saw him beaming with pride and he walked up to the center of the stage behind a podium. She then looked into the crowd again and had to make sure everything was ok.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF PLOTSVILLE! What a wonderful day it is! I wanted to thank you for all gathering around for this big announcement! As you know, this town has been growing. Our population has grown. Our businesses have grown! New homes are being built! We are adding tons of new jobs! There is a lot of excitement here in Plotsville! So, I do have an announcement that you might like! I want to make it a new Plotsville summer tradition! On behalf of my council and with the help of Cathy LaSalle, I want to announce that late next week, we will have our summer festival!!!” Mayor Hickenbottom announced. He could hear a murmur in the crowd, then heard a round of cheers. He was very happy to hear that response from the crowd. It meant they approved, and he could see the excited looks on their faces. “That’s right! Every summer, I want to have this festival for our town. We will bring in many great forms of entertainment for the whole family! A Vaudeville show will be here! We will have many food vendors! There will be so many activities! So, are you all excited?” he asked.
Darby smiled when she heard the crowd screaming in a positive manner. That made her feel happy because the town was excited about something like this. Since the town was growing, an annual festival in the summer would appeal to a lot of families, looking to enjoy themselves during those summer months. She listened to the mayor talk about the live music and other great events he had in mind. She looked over at Cathy LaSalle and was impressed. Ever since that woman arrived in Plotsville, she had made an impact. She was the one who got the mayor to agree to more construction. She was the one who was trying to make Plotsville a better place by pouring money into the town. She knew that woman was definitely going to be a major player in the town, and she hoped to get to know her better. Her eyes went back to the crowd, and she even saw Becky looking excited. So far, the event has been going on, and no signs of any danger were imminent.
Sylvia managed to get herself to an advantageous spot on the roof of a nearby building. She could see the crowd and the mayor down below. She heard the announcement and heard the roar of the crowd. That made her smile because the people were happy about a festival. Now, she had the perfect opportunity to turn their entire mood around. Her goal was to cause chaos and see how Darby would leap into action. She wanted to see her defensive skills and how she reacts. She wanted to play with her mind a bit and the entire town. She heard there was an increase in crime and now she could make things worse and force the town to really get nervous. She took out her pistol and aimed it at Mayor Hickenbottom. She wasn’t going to kill or injure him but send him and the entire crowd into a panic. She smiled as her finger was on the trigger. She aimed for a spot behind the mayor for the bullet to strike. She was happy that Russian bounty hunter Svetlana taught her a few things about being a sniper and she was going to use those skills right now. She pulled the trigger and a shot rang out!
Darby was listening to the mayor talk about the big festival that was to take place the following week, when she heard that sound. She immediately looked towards the mayor and saw him flinching mid speech. Then she heard a second gunshot, and it sounded like the bullet went right by the mayor! She quickly leapt into action and tackle the heavy man to get him to the ground as everyone in the crowd went into a panic. She laid on top of the mayor to shield him from any bullets and heard the crowd in hysteria. “STAY DOWN!!” she screamed.
Sylvia watched the crowd react and had a small smile on her face. She saw how fast Darby jumped on top of the mayor and was very impressed. The deputy’s reflexes were of a high level, and she was willing to risk her own life to save his. This was a test of Darby’s skills, and she took a mental note. She saw the other deputies drawing their weapons and looking towards the skyline of the buildings. She moved towards the entrance of the rooftop and slowly disappeared from sight. She got what she wanted to see for the moment, and it was time to continue her plan.
Darby didn’t hear another shot and with all the deputies in attendance along with Sheriff Dickerson saying the coast was clear, she got up off the mayor, helped him up to his feet and gave him to two deputies, quickly rushed him off the stage and back into the Town Hall where his office was located. She drew her own weapon and looked up towards the tops of buildings. She didn’t see anything and then looked at the crowd. There was a lot of chatter and some of the people got their own guns out. Everyone was looking at each other and wondered what just happened. She saw the other members of the mayor’s staff and Cathy LaSalle slowly get up and quickly head into the Town Hall. Her eyes then looked at Sheriff Dickerson who had a look of frustration on his face. “Sheriff! Did ya see anything?” she called out.
Sheriff Dickerson still had his gun out and pointed towards the rooftops. He heard those bullets flying and drew his weapon quickly. The crowd was scared and seeing a lot of them with guns out at the moment made him comfortable enough to know the coast was clear. He kept looking at the rooftops to see if anything was suspicious, but didn’t see anything. He then went to the podium, so he could address the crowd. He gave a quick nod to Darby, indicating to her that he didn’t see anything, but it appeared everything was ok. “Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! It appears everything is clear. However, for your safety, please quickly disperse and remain calm. We will find out what just happened. Thank you for your cooperation.” he told them.
Darby walked up the Sheriff and nodded her head. Her gun was still out, and she kept looking around. It was a strange moment because two shots were fired, and nothing else. She wondered if this was an assassination attempt, or perhaps stray bullets. She saw Becky helping some elderly people away from the scene and that was nice. That way, she and her fellow deputies could take a look around. “What the hell was that? Was someone taking a shot at the mayor?” she asked.
“I don’t know. He and his staff are ok, but we need to scour the area and see if we can find out what that was all about. I wish this crowd would keep moving though. What are they doing? Having a meeting or something?” Sheriff Dickerson growled. He saw a lot of the civilians standing around and chattering over what happened. He would prefer it if the place was empty, so they could start investigating and not have to worry about protecting the people. He then motioned for Deputy George to follow him, so they could go look around the surrounding buildings. He was also very concerned about the safety of the festival. If bullets were flying around crowds, he wanted to put a stop to it before it even began.
Darby watched the Sheriff walk away and she got off the stage and started to talk with a few of the people in the crowd. She could tell they were ok, just a little unnerved because that was completely unexpected. She was very happy that no one was hurt and wondered if it was stray bullets that went flying. As she walked through the small crowd of people and chatted with them, she saw a woman approaching her. She recognized the woman and had a slight smile when the woman got to her. “Oh, hi Sylvia.” she said.
“Hi, Darby! Wow. What happened? We were all listening to the mayor talk about that wonderful festival then we heard gunshots! Is everyone ok? Who did it?” Sylvia asked, sounding like a concerned citizen. She liked the chaos that happened, but she also learned something about Darby. The woman was truly heroic and had some good skills. That knowledge would help her in her plan to kidnap her and bring her to Christos and Thalia. She had a better understanding of how it could be possible for Darby to prevail in a battle against someone of Thalia’s talents.
“We don’t know anything yet. Everything happened so fast. So, you were here? Did ya see anything?” Darby asked. Even though she was talking with Sylvia, she kept looking around the surroundings.
“I was here! I didn’t see anything. Once I heard the gunshots, I immediately dropped down and looked around. I was going to pull out my own pistol if necessary!” Sylvia replied. She did like how Darby was looking around the surroundings, indicating she was a dedicated deputy. She looked around also, pretending to be looking for clues to help Darby. “I am glad no one got hurt. Do you think someone was shooting at the mayor? I saw you jump on him and put your body over him. You are pretty quick on your feet!” she asked.
“We don’t know if the mayor was a target, or if someone was trying to shoot at someone else on stage. It could have been me because I am not a hero to everyone. Hehe” Darby quipped. She could see the look of concern on Sylvia’s face and hoped she would be ok. The one advantage that the deputies had was that many people in the crowd were armed as well. This was Texas, and many people had their own guns for protection. “Well, if you will excuse me for a moment, I need to get back to investigating what happened. Are you going to be ok?” she asked.
“Yes, I am ok. Thank you for your concern. Good luck with the investigation. I think I am going to go to that bar, you know, the popular one, The Thirsty Cowboy or something like that for a drink. I think everyone here needs one. Hehe” Sylvia joked. She wanted to tell Darby where she was so hopefully the deputy would show up later. She wanted to continue to befriend the woman, so that capturing her would be so much easier.
“Yeah, I think everyone needs to take a drink. Hehe Ok, enjoy yourself and I will see ya around.” Darby said, then started to walk away. She thought about Sylvia and there was something about her that she liked. She seemed very nice, but also very mysterious. She didn’t know what it was, but somehow, she knew she would learn more about her and potentially become a good friend. Now, it was time to investigate what happened and make sure it wouldn’t happen again.
Becky helped walk an elderly lady towards a shop after the shooting took place. The woman thanked her and gave her a hug for being so kind. That made Becky smile and then she turned around and tried to see if anyone else needed assistance. Then she heard a scream! Her head turned towards her right and heard a woman screaming for help. She started to walk towards the sound, and she saw a man trying to take the purse of a woman. He was being really aggressive, and then she saw him attempt to strike the woman! That made her leap into action! She had to stop that man from robbing and hurting that woman! The guy fit the description of a purse snatcher that Darby had described to her. This was her chance to make an arrest and get this dangerous man off the roads of Plotsville and protect the citizens! She ran towards the man and yelled out. “STOP!!!! In the name of the law, STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!” she screamed.
The man heard Becky’s voice and headed towards him. He let go of the purse of the woman and prepared to run, but then he saw something. He saw Becky’s feet slip from under her, when she rounded the corner of the building, and she crashed very hard onto the ground! “What the hell?” he told himself.
Becky ran very fast towards the man and as she tried to softly round the corner of a building, her left foot slipped on the dirt, and it caused her to slip and fall towards the very hard dirt road. Her left hip slammed onto the ground, and she felt a searing pain. She rolled on the ground for a bit, and she saw the man looking right back at her. He looked stunned and she felt a lot of pain in her body. She groaned in pain and then she saw the man snatch the purse and run away after smacking the woman on the head. That made her heart sink because not only was the man successful in robbing the woman, but he hurt her too. She saw the woman kneeling on the ground crying and she tried to get up to her feet, so she could attend to her. Then she saw boots appear under a pretty blue dress and looked up. Her heart sank because the last person she wanted to see was now standing there.
“BECKY LOCKHART!!!! Why are you on the ground?!!! That woman was robbed!!!” Donna Prescott yelled while looking at Becky slowly getting to her feet. She was nearby when she heard the scream and saw the man trying to steal the woman’s purse. She was strolling along the street with some friends of hers when it all happened. She saw Becky running towards the man and saw her crash onto the ground, which allowed the man to successfully rob the woman, and strike her. Her two friends were now attending the crying woman, and she was livid that Becky allowed it to happen. She thought about how Becky was supposed to protect her a few nights ago and now she watched her fail at this moment.
“Donna, let me go see the woman.” Becky said once she made it to her feet. She could see the very angry look on Donna’s face and could hear the victim crying. She wanted to go run after the man, but he was long gone, and her left hip was throbbing.
“No!!!! Get away from her! What will you do? Nothing! Just like you did NOTHING with me. I thought you wanted to be a deputy! Look at you! You are PATHETIC!!! I will be sure to let the Sheriff know that you allowed that woman to get robbed, just like you let ME GET ROBBED! You should be ashamed of yourself!” Donna screamed, then turned away and headed towards the victim. She saw her friends lift the woman to her feet and started to console her. She glanced over towards Becky and rolled her eyes. “So much for protecting the town! You and your deputy friends are doing such a fine job…..” she grumbled sarcastically then walked away.
Becky felt her head sinking and she felt absolutely terrible. Once again, someone was robbed and because of her own clumsiness, that person got hurt. She felt her emotions boiling over, but she kept her composure. She saw other citizens looking at her and they looked at her with pity. She brushed off the side of her jeans from the dirt and started to walk away. She knew she had to get the victim’s name, but with Donna Prescott with her, she wasn’t going to be able to assist the woman. She decided to head back to the Sheriff’s station and report her failure. “I really messed up now….” she thought to herself as her head hung low.
Darby sat at her desk after returning from the town meeting and wrote down what she witnessed. It was such a shocking moment for Plotsville. There had never been a meeting where something like that happened. She talked to so many citizens, and they expressed their concerns about what was happening to their town. She knew that they were getting nervous about safety in Plotsville. She even heard them mentioning about the thief going around attacking women and stealing their jewels. It made her job much harder, but she and Sheriff Dickerson were focused on solving the crimes. The team of deputies were all writing down their findings, and she hoped they could find out what truly happened during the mayor’s announcement. She then heard a slight noise, and she looked up. She saw Becky walking into the station and appeared to be limping towards her desk. That concerned her and she stood up and left her office to go talk to her. She got closer to her, and she could see how dirty the left side of Becky’s jeans were and she had a feeling that Becky had another clumsy moment somewhere. “Becky? What happened to you? Why are you limping?” she asked.
Becky heard Darby’s voice and looked over at her. She saw her approaching and she felt so embarrassed. She wanted to let some emotions out, but she had to be strong. She couldn’t cry at the station. Deputies had to be strong and brave, not cry because they failed at protecting someone, and also hurting themselves. “I fell down….” she murmured.
“You fell down?” Darby asked. She knew her poor apprentice had a clumsy moment and hoped she wasn’t injured too badly. Then she saw Sheriff Dickerson approaching them and she smiled. He had just got back to the station, and she wanted to discuss with him the events of the town meeting. “Hiya, Sheriff! Are you ready for our meeting?” she asked.
Sheriff Dickerson saw Darby looking at him and he nodded his head. He had just arrived at the station, and he wanted to talk to not only his Chief Deputy, but also to the apprentice. “Can you both come into my office?” he asked.
“Sure! Let’s go. Becky, are you ok?” Darby asked, then started to head towards the office.
“Yeah, I am ok.” Becky murmured back. She still felt sore in her left hip and wondered why she had to attend the meeting with the Sheriff and Darby. She limped to the office and saw Darby sit down, and she took her seat. The Sheriff had a serious look on his face, and he was looking right at her. She suddenly felt nervous because of the look he had.
“Thank you both for coming in here. Before Darby and I talk about the town meeting, Becky, I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to hear what you had to say. While I was speaking with some of the town’s citizens, I ran into Donna Prescott. She had some concerning things to say about you. So, what happened?” Sheriff Dickerson asked.
Becky felt her heart sink because if Donna spoke to the Sheriff, then she knew what this meeting was about. She had a feeling she was going to get into trouble, and she started to tremble. “Um, what do ya mean? What did Donna say?” she asked.
“I was speaking with some concerned citizens, when Ms. Prescott approached me. Of course she was in her rage, but she told me that there was a woman getting robbed and you tried to intervene. As you can imagine, she didn’t have complimentary things to say about you. I can also see you have some dust on your jeans, so tell me what happened.” Sheriff Dickerson requested. He leaned back in his chair and wanted to see what Becky had to say. He wanted to protect her, but he also had to hear the truth.
“Well…” Becky said softly, then lowered her head. She felt her heart beating much faster and took a deep breath. She lifted her head and looked at the Sheriff. She had to tell the truth over what happened and prayed she didn’t get fired. “….I was walkin’ and then I heard a noise. I looked and saw a woman gettin’ robbed by a purse thief. I yelled out to the man, and then I started to run towards him. I round the corner of the building and then…..well…..this is embarrassin’. I kinda…ya know…..slipped and fell. The man then took off with the purse and he even hit the lady. I-I am so sorry Sheriff….” she explained and then lowered her head in shame.
Darby heard the story, and she was surprised. That story explained why Becky was limping and had dirt all over her jeans. She felt terrible for her and knew she had to be really embarrassed at the moment. She knew Becky could be clumsy and that clumsiness got her into terrible situations before. She remembered when Becky tried to rescue her when she was kidnapped by Sabrina Alamain and Babs McKenzie. Becky was in the hayloft, and she tried to come down, only to end up falling and crashing into a pile of hay. She was then tied up and that led to the most humiliating experience of the young woman’s life. She was stripped naked, tickle tortured and sexually humiliated. The outlaws even forced her to perform oral sex on Becky, which was something that she would never forget. Darby looked at Becky’s face and knew she was holding back her emotions. Her eyes then went to the Sheriff and wondered how he was going to react.
“That’s what she told me as well. Becky, I know you were trying to do your duty, but you should have called for help too. Donna Prescott gave me an earful and because others saw what happened, it really looked bad.” Sheriff Dickerson responded. He felt terrible for Becky, but it wasn’t only Donna that complained about Becky, but Donna’s friends did as well. He could see her sadness, but he also had to take into consideration complaints from the citizens. “…..Becky, you have to do better. I know how hard you work, and how bad you want to be a deputy. But a civilian was robbed and even struck by a man you had to stop. Citizens of Plotsville have to be confident in the deputies who serve and protect the town. Right now, there is some doubt about your abilities.” he told her.
Becky felt her heart sank hearing those words. She knew she had messed up badly and what the Sheriff said was correct. A woman was injured and robbed, and she failed to protect her. Just like she failed to protect Donna when the Ticklin’ Thief attacked. That was another moment where her failure cost someone to be robbed. She looked at the Sheriff and wondered what was about to happen next. “I-I understand. I am really sorry. I really am. Um, Sheriff. I want to ask…..um, are ya gonna fire me?” she asked.
Darby gasped when she heard Becky ask that question. Hearing that story and knowing just how much pain Becky was in touched her heart. She looked over at the Sheriff and hoped he wasn’t thinking about firing Becky. That would crush this young woman’s spirit forever.
Sheriff Dickerson looked at Becky and heard her question. He knew just how bad she wanted to be a deputy and was trying so hard to be one. He knew that having a deputy that didn’t have the confidence of the population was always a bad thing. He looked at the emotion on her face and stared right into her eyes. “Becky, you did fail. There’s no denying that. You failed to protect Donna. She is rather annoying and obnoxious, but she is still a citizen that deserves protection. The woman today, she was injured and lost some valuables. We can’t have that, especially when you had a chance to prevent both. I am not going to fire you. However, I do want you to start thinking about your abilities to perform this job. I know you have talent. I know you ended up stopping a major threat down in Ciudad Del Reina, which is why I am not going to fire you. I want you to focus on getting better. We can’t have you being clumsy still after all this time being here. You must get better. So, I can see you are injured. I want you to take the rest of the day off and come back here tomorrow and focus on getting better. Ok?” he told her.
Becky felt a sense of relief that she wasn’t getting fired, but she also understood the message she was given. She knew her clumsiness was a problem, and it really affected her ability to be great in this line of work. The words from the Sheriff really struck her deeply because if she didn’t get better, her dreams of becoming a deputy were over. She didn’t want to go home, but she had no choice right now. “Ok. Thank ya, Sheriff. Thank ya for not firing me. I will get muh rest and tomorrow, I will do muh best to be better. Thank ya.” she said in a sad voice, then stood up.
Darby felt the pain Becky had to be in. She already knew when Becky got home, she would probably cry all night long. She wanted to hug her, but the Sheriff was right. Even with all the heroics against Thalia, Becky had to continue to prove herself. She had two really bad breaks right now and she was grateful the Sheriff was not firing poor Becky. She watched her apprentice stand up and still gave a stiff salute and walked out. The sound of Becky’s voice was very sad, but she hoped with a good night’s rest, Becky would be ok tomorrow and start to work at her clumsiness. She looked towards the Sheriff and even though he still had the stoic look, she knew he was concerned. “I feel so bad for her. She tries so hard to be perfect.” she told him.
“I know. I feel terrible for her, but those two mistakes hurt her. I wish she wasn’t so clumsy. She has such great skill and a determination, but her clumsiness cost two women to be robbed when she had the chance to stop it from happening. I think she will be ok. I want you to continue working with her. I like her, I really do. But I have to do what is right for Plotsville.” Sheriff Dickerson replied. He looked at Darby and knew how much she cared about her apprentice. He was praying she would get better, but he still had to be the boss. He let out a sigh and then looked at Darby. “Ok, let’s get to our meeting. Did we find out anything else?” he asked, as his meeting with his greatest deputy began.
Becky continued to limp as she headed back to the room she stayed in at a citizen’s home. She kept thinking about what happened. This day was absolutely terrible, and she wished the day would end. The town meeting ended abruptly because of shots fired. She didn’t stop a man from robbing an older woman. She got chewed out by Donna Prescott, her Sheriff had doubts about her abilities and her hip was throbbing. She wanted to get back to her room and just hoped the day would end. She saw other citizens waving at her as she walked, which made her feel a little better, but she still felt terrible about the lady that was robbed. She knew she had to get better, or she would have her dreams crushed. The tears started to fill her eyes, and she fought them. She wanted to wait until she got to her room and then let it all out. Then, she heard a voice calling out to her.
“Becky? Is that you?” a female voiced called out.
Becky turned around and was stunned to see a woman looking at her with a huge smile on her face. She only met the woman once, but that one meeting left an impression on her. She met this woman when Cheyenne, Molly and La Diabla were in town. She remembered how the woman made her feel, and she grew nervous as she saw that very warm smile. She smiled back and felt herself trembling a little. “Oh, hello, Rita.” she waved back.
Rita walked towards Becky and felt excitement in her body. She remembered meeting the cute deputy’s apprentice at the burlesque show and thought about her often. She liked how tall she was, and how cute her face was. She could tell there was a sense of innocence about her, even though she was trying to do a very tough job. She saw the dirt on the side of her jeans and also saw her limping a little. She wondered what happened to her, but nonetheless she was happy to see her. She didn’t have to work until later, so she went about the town picking up goods for herself and the other dancers. “How have you been? I haven’t seen you at the show lately.” she asked.
“I have been good. Um, I am sorry I haven’t been to the show. I have been really busy. How are ya?” Becky responded. She could tell that Rita was staring her down and that made her feel nervous. She could never forget the way Rita interacted with her. Even Cheyenne and Molly thought Rita was attracted to her. She also remembered how Rita blew her a kiss when she was leaving, causing her to crash into a door beam and embarrass herself in front of her two friends. There was something about this woman that got her body going. Her mind thought perhaps the encounter would be a good thing because she felt so sad from earlier events.
“Oh, I have been really busy. The show is doing very well. The citizens seem to like us. Well, except for a few. Hehe But I have been thinking about you.” Rita said and felt the urge to flirt with Becky. She wanted to get closer to her and spend time alone with her.
“Yeah, I know some people don’t like ya and the others. But I think all of ya are doing a good job. The town seems to be excited. Well, I don’t want to keep ya. I am about to head back home and get muh rest.” Becky told her. Her emotions were still in turmoil, and she wanted to be alone so she could let her sadness out.
Rita could sense that Becky was not feeling well emotionally as she could hear it in her voice. She wondered if she was hurt by her fall or something. “You are not keeping me. Hey, what happened to you? Your jeans are all dirty. Did you tackle some evil criminal or something? Hehe” she joked.
Becky smiled when she heard that joke but also felt horrible because it reminded her of why she was sad. She fell while trying to stop a criminal and a poor woman was victimized. She didn’t want to cry in front of Rita because she had to be a strong deputy. Deputies were not supposed to cry in front of people. She tried to stiffen herself and be as cordial as possible towards Rita. “Hehe, well, in a way. It is a long story actually. I fell and hurt muhself.” she told her.
“You hurt yourself? You poor thing! Are you ok?” Rita asked with concern. She started to notice that Becky did appear to be in some kind of pain, and she was walking with a limp. That made her think of a way to spend some time with Becky. She looked at her legs and imagined what she could do to them. That started to get her arousal going and after the previous night when she witnessed Marge tickling Mandy, she still wanted to release some of the sexual tension.
“Yeah, I will be ok. Just muh hip is a bit sore. I am gonna go back home and rest a bit. It was good seein’ ya.” Becky said, then gave a small wave. She felt her emotions starting to boil over, and if she didn’t leave soon, she was going to cry as she thought about her failure.
“Hey, let me help you. My hotel room is not too far from here. Come on over, and I will help you feel better. You look like you could use a friend right now.” Rita offered. She started to think about possibilities with Becky back in her hotel room. The burlesque show was doing so well financially, that each of the ladies had their own hotel rooms while they were in town. She figured she could spend some time alone with her and just get to know her and even possibly play with her.
“I can’t let ya do that. Ya got yer own things to do. I don’t wanna be a burden. I just need to rest.” Becky politely declined. She wanted to go lie down and just let her emotions out freely.
“Nonsense! Becky, I can tell something went wrong. I see you limping and I can tell you are in pain. Come with me. Please? I will help make your leg feel better. I know some things to help ease the pain. It would mean a lot.” Rita offered. She started to get really excited about the prospect of Becky coming to her room.
Becky could hear it in Rita’s voice that she was concerned about her. Even though she was not good emotionally, she still felt pain in her legs. If Rita knew how to soothe the pain, she might as well try. She thought about the situation and figured since she had the rest of the day off, she could go visit for an hour, then go back home and just let all her emotions out. She saw that sincere smile and decided to take the offer. “Ok….I will let ya help me. Muh leg and muh hip really does hurt.” she answered.
Rita felt her nipples throbbing when she heard the response. She was going to be alone with Becky and hoped to take advantage of her, as well as helping her. “Yes! Thank you! I promise that my hands will make you feel so much better! You will be as good as new!” she told her.
“Hehe ok. If ya say so.” Becky giggled. She then felt her hand getting grabbed and then started to get pulled in the direction Rita wanted to go to. She walked towards the hotel and the excitement in Rita’s voice did make her feel good. She was still very nervous around her but figured this could also be an opportunity to get to know this woman. To learn who she was when she was not on-stage dancing. She thought that perhaps she could even become a good friend. She had a feeling that she was going to learn a lot from this experience.
Rita led Becky back to the hotel where she stayed and felt her heart thumping out of her chest. She was close to her room and once she got this pretty young lady inside, she was going to make memories. She opened the door and led Becky inside. The room was small inside. It had a twin sized bed, a small set of drawers, and a closet. There was also a small table and two chairs. It was a cozy room to stay in. There was a hotel washroom, but it was shared by the guests. She saw Becky enter the room and she led her to the bed. “There, sit down and try to make yourself comfortable.” she told her.
Becky could feel Rita’s energy and it was nice. Perhaps that energy would make her feel better after all. She carefully went to the bed and then sat down on it. She felt a sense of relief that she was off her feet, and she leaned back, with her hands behind her and planted palms down on the bed. She saw Rita putting down some packages she had been carrying and then she was looking right at her. She looked around the room and nodded her head. “Nice room. It reminds me of muh room that I live in.” she observed.
“Oh? You don’t have your own house yet?” Rita asked, trying to make small talk. She saw Becky sitting on her bed and if she played her cards right, the young lady would be much further up on the bed and not wearing any clothes. She sat down next to Becky at the foot of the bed and stared at her. She loved how cute her face looked. Those freckles that stood out and her warm smile with that gap between her two front teeth. She wanted to just jump on her, but she had to play it safe and get Becky into position eventually.
“Naw, not yet. Once I become a deputy, then I can afford muh own house.” Becky responded. She started to have small talk with Rita and found it enjoyable. There was basic conversational stuff that took place, such as where they were from and their families. She asked Rita how she got started in her job as a dancer and was impressed with her back story. She wondered what it would be like to travel around the southern part of the country doing many shows in so many towns. It was a fascinating conversation for her. It was amazing that someone that some folks considered a “*****” was far more engaging and nicer than those who had money and were “proper” such as Donna Prescott. The conversation soon turned towards the events of the day and the shooting at the town meeting. That brought those memories back as she talked about what happened and how the entire Sheriff’s station was investigating it. That got her to talk about the rising crime in town and what needed to be done. She also remembered about the Ticklin’ Thief going around attacking women. “….and that’s not all. There seems to be some thief going around attackin’ women!” she told her.
“What? A thief? Attacking women? How so?” Rita asked. She looked at Becky and wondered what she was about to describe. She felt a little nervous about the conversation and wanted to get information.
“Well, the thief would break into a woman’s home and then attack them. The victim would be tied up and then forced to reveal where their jewels were. The thief has already attacked many women, and we are trying to stop them.” Becky informed her. She hoped Rita wouldn’t become a victim herself. She almost told Rita how the thief would tickle torture the victims but decided to keep that part under wraps. She didn’t want the other victim’s secret, as well as her own weakness, to be revealed.
“That is terrible! Those poor women! Well, I hope you catch this thief.” Rita said and felt nervous. She then took a deep breath and wanted to keep talking to this woman. She found Becky to be an interesting woman. She had the kind of spirit that was noble but wasn’t refined yet. Her eyes glanced towards the jeans again and wondered how it all happened. “Hey, so tell me about how you tackled some criminal and got yourself hurt.” she requested.
Becky looked at her jeans and remembered how they got dirty. She looked back over at Rita and could tell she was very intrigued. She had a feeling the way Donna’s mouth would be running around telling everyone about her failure anyway, she might as well tell her what happened. “Well, after the shooting at the meetin’, I heard a woman yelling for help. I tried to stop a criminal from stealing her purse, but then…..well……this is a little embarrassin’…..but, I kinda…..fell.” she said in a soft tone.
“You fell? Aw, you poor thing! How did you fall?” Rita asked, then moved her body closer to Becky. She felt like comforting her and soothing her pain.
“Well….I….I kinda slipped and I fell.” Becky said softly, then turned her head. The memory of that moment came back, and she felt her emotions crumbling again. She felt the need to cry, but she held them back. She hoped she could change the conversation, so that she wouldn’t keep thinking about what happened. “But I will be ok. How was yer day?” she asked.
Rita could tell Becky was getting emotional and she felt for her. She could hear it in her voice and see it in her eyes that that slip, and fall was more than just her body being hurt. She wrapped her left arm around Becky’s right shoulder and leaned closer. “I take it that the bad guy got away with his crime when you fell, right?” she asked softly.
Becky heard that question and she lowered her head. The image of the woman losing her purse and getting struck came to the forefront of her mind. She also thought about Donna Prescott yelling at her. She closed her eyes for a moment to hold back the tears that were dying to come out. She took a deep breath and then let her words out. “Yeah….” she answered.
“You poor thing. I understand why you feel so sad right now. But I want you to remember that you are a great woman, Becky. I don’t know you that well, but I can already tell you are a kind, loving and talented woman. Sometimes things happen. It will be ok.” Rita said in a comforting voice. Even though she wanted to seduce Becky, she started to feel her pain. She could tell that she was trying her best not to let her emotions go and felt really bad for her. She placed Becky’s head on her left shoulder and squeezed her arm around the shoulders a little tighter. “Go ahead and let go, Becky. I got you.” she said softly.
Becky felt that embrace and her head was resting on that shoulder. She didn’t know why, but she felt comfortable around this woman she barely knew. She thought about her words and her emotions started to get stronger. She really didn’t want to make herself vulnerable like that, but the thoughts of that woman getting hurt, Donna yelling at her, the Sheriff sending her home, her leg and hip hurting, and the failure at Donna’s house, came to her mind and she couldn’t hold back any longer. She felt a tear slipping from her right eye and as she felt it rolling down her right cheek, that caused her to let the dam burst and more tears came out. “I am a failure……” she said softly, then began to cry harder.
Rita was surprised to hear that statement and then heard Becky crying. It wasn’t loud sobbing, but it was a hard cry. She felt terrible for her. She knew there had to be more to the story than just having a woman get robbed. She didn’t want to press her, so she just let her cry. She wanted this woman to let herself go, so whatever troubles she was having in life overall, could just come out. “There, there. It’s ok, Becky, you will be ok.” she said in a comforting voice.
Becky continued to cry and when she realized she was crying in front of a stranger, it made her cry harder. She felt so sad and so stressed at the moment. The stress of having to be absolutely perfect in her duties as an apprentice was coming out. She wanted to be a deputy so bad that the thought of losing that dream was crushing her. Her own clumsiness might cost her a chance to achieve her dream. She closed her eyes and just let the tears stream down her face. “Why do I have to be sob such a failure? I try and I try, and I try, but I just sob keep messin’ up!” she cried.
Rita could hear those words and could tell there was a deep-rooted emotion behind them. She had no idea about Becky’s plight but was happy to be here for her in her time of need. She listened to Becky cry, and she felt a little sad. She wished she could help this woman somehow, but it was probably best she just let her cry her pain out. “It’s ok, dear, it’s ok.” she whispered.
Becky continued to cry for another five minutes, then started to stop. She realized she was bawling her eyes out to someone who didn’t know her life and had to hear her in such a weak moment. She wished it was Darby here, because she would understand more. She definitely could not show it to the Sheriff or the male deputies. If they saw her crying, they would never want her to become one of them because it meant she couldn’t control her own emotions. She started to wipe the tears from her eyes with her sleeves and tried to compose herself. She also felt a little embarrassed that a civilian had to comfort her. “I-I am sorry I was cryin’ on ya.” she told her.
“Becky, it is perfectly ok. You needed someone right now. You must have a lot going on in your life and you just needed someone to comfort you. I hope I helped you.” Rita said, then released her arm from Becky’s shoulders. She saw Becky trying to wipe away her tears and clean her face. She found a handkerchief inside her pocket and handed it over to her. “Here, take this. You can clean yourself up.” she offered.
Becky took the handkerchief and started to wipe her face. She started to feel really embarrassed and hoped Rita wouldn’t think less of her. She really did appreciate the way she comforted her, because it helped her let her tears out. It didn’t appear that Rita was judging her, so that helped comfort her. After wiping her tears, she looked at Rita and tried to smile. “Thank ya, Rita. I am really sorry for cryin’ on ya. I am supposed to be strong.” she told her.
“Yes, you want to be strong, but you are also a woman. You are a woman with feelings too. It is good to let it out. I had to comfort some of my fellow dancers sometimes. I just want to make you feel better.” Rita told her. She saw Becky trying to perk up, and she really wanted to help her.
“Thank ya. I mean that. Ya have been so nice to me. I will do better. I just...ya know…. have do better at muh job.” Becky said, then started to stand up. She wanted to go back to her room and relax her body for the rest of the day. She felt she ruined Rita’s day by crying all over her shoulder and no longer wanted to inconvenience the woman. As she stood up, she felt pain in her hip, and it made her pause. “Ow….muh leg still hurts.” she said.
“Sit back down, Becky! You should rest a little. You don’t have to go anywhere. Now, I told you I was going to help you feel better. I want you to trust me. Lay down and relax your body.” Rita said, then helped lay Becky down on her back.
“What are ya gonna do?” Becky asked, as she felt herself falling back onto the bed. She saw Rita stand up and go near her boots. She then felt Rita grab the heel of her right boot and lift her leg up. She felt a tugging on the boot, and she started to pull back. “Ya are tryin’ to take off muh boot?” she asked in surprise.
Rita started to tug on the right boot and felt it slipping. She looked over at Becky who had a surprised look on her face. She smiled and figured she had to explain herself. “Just relax, my dear. I am making you more comfortable. Just trust me. When I am done with you, you will feel so much better. Let me take care of you, Becky Lockhart.” she told her.
Becky was surprised that this woman was really trying to comfort her. It was a little surreal that she barely knew, wanted to do so much for her. She wondered what Rita meant by making her feel better, and allowed herself to let her boot get taken off. She felt it sliding off her ankle, then her heel, and soon, off her foot. She looked at her white sock that was a little dirty, then felt her left boot starting to slide off. “Um, ya really don’t have to do this.” she told her.
“Yes, I do. Now, just lie there and close your eyes. Your hip is probably killing you right now. I will soothe it and make it feel better. Believe me, you will be a much different woman when I am done with you.” Rita said as she slipped off the left boot. She carefully placed it on the floor, next to the right boot. She saw those dirty white socks and felt a tingle in her body. Even though she wanted to comfort Becky, and she was going to end up taking advantage of this woman, she still wanted to help her. She found herself having a crush on the woman and wanted to pleasure her. She saw Becky closing her eyes and trying to relax. It was time to get this woman ready for her own version of comfort. She then took Becky’s ankles and slowly rolled Becky over onto her belly. She quickly removed her own shoes and then got onto the bed and straddled Becky’s legs. “Now, relax. Just relax…..” she cooed.
Becky was surprised she was now on her stomach and wondered what was about to happen next. It was quite surprising that she was intrigued by this woman and was letting her manipulate her body. She then felt hands on her back, and they started to massage her. “Ya really don’t have to rub muh back. I will be ok….” she told her.
“Becky, just let me do this for you. I am going to make you feel brand new. I want you to let your mind go free. Do not think about anything but the pleasure you are going to receive.” Rita told her, then continued to massage the back. She could tell that Becky was a strong woman. Her back was very tight and felt a little muscular. She wondered if Becky grew up on a farm and did physical work. Her own groin was right by Becky’s rear end and that ass was shaped nicely inside the jeans. She felt her attraction going and as she rubbed the back, she thought she heard a soft moan. “That’s right, just relax and let yourself go. Let Rita take good care of you….” she said softly.
Becky couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. The hands on her back felt amazing and she was still wearing her shirt. She wanted to do what Rita said and just clear her mind. To just enjoy what was happening to her. She shivered a little when then hands rubbed her shoulders and felt so free. “T-This feels good…” she told her.
“Good! This is just the beginning. I know how to take care of a woman’s body. You are going to feel like you are walking on clouds when I am done….” Rita told her, feeling her own desires growing. She continued to rub the shoulders and relax her friend. She wanted to get Becky’s body used to her touch, so when she went to massage that hip area, Becky felt more comfortable to let it happen. She knew those jeans would have to come off, so in order to prepare Becky for it, she leaned closer to her head and whispered into her left ear. “Hey, in order for me to make you feel good, I have to touch your skin. I am going to take your shirt off. Is that ok?” she asked.
“Ya…ya want to take off muh shirt? W-Why?” Becky stammered when she heard that request. She had no idea why her clothes had to come off and she got really nervous. Losing her boots was ok, but now she would feel more vulnerable if her shirt came off.
“I know you are nervous, but trust me on this. I promise I will make you feel so much better. You have seen me with my other dancers, right? We are just girls here, Becky. It will be ok.” Rita explained, trying to calm Becky’s fears. She understood why she would be nervous, but her own libido was on fire, and she wanted to pleasure Becky.
Becky heard the explanation and wondered if she was just imagining things. Ever since she met Rita, it seemed like the woman was attracted to her physically. She remembered how both Cheyenne and Molly teased her about that concept, and she started to blush. It also reminded her of Kylie. She remembered how Kylie was always trying to seduce her. She did end up liking the experience as well as the experience she had with Sue Ann, but she just met Rita. She wondered if she was letting her own imagination run wild. Rita was giving her a massage it seemed, and it would be more effective if her skin was exposed. Becky decided to take a chance and let this woman touch her bare skin. She had been nothing but friendly and the way she was feeling, she needed someone to comfort her. She did have a sense of comfort with Rita and truly appreciated the way she was trying to take care of her. “Ok…ya can take off muh shirt.” she replied.
Rita felt a tingle between her legs when she heard Becky tell her that she could take off the shirt. She rolled Becky over onto her right hip for a moment and saw the buttons on the flannel shirt. She started to unbutton them and looked at Becky’s cute face. She could tell she was nervous, and she wanted to reassure her. “Thank you. You are very sweet and kind, Becky. I am here for you and want to take good care of you.” she said softly.
Becky felt her shirt get unbuttoned and soon, the shirt flaps were opened, and she got back onto her belly so that the shirt could come off her arms. Once it did, she felt naked, even though she was still wearing her jeans, bra, underwear and socks. She saw the shirt get tossed to the table nearby and she tried to relax. She felt Rita’s warm hands on her back and the massage resumed. She closed her eyes for a moment and tried to clear her head. She still felt sad but wanted to feel better. “Ya are really nice to me, Rita.” she said softly.
“I will always be nice to you, Becky. You just close your eyes and let me work my magic on you. I feel so bad for you, but we will make you feel much, much better. Just let me take your mind and body away…..” Rita said in a soothing voice. Her hands continued to rub the back and loved how soft the skin was. It was also toned and her attraction continued to grow. She looked at the bra and wondered what this pretty girl’s breasts were going to look like. She could hear those soft moans coming from Becky and after she rubbed the shoulders, she moved down towards the rear end. Her eyes were fixed on the jeans, and she couldn’t wait to take them off. She wanted to seduce Becky and drive her wild. She chuckled to herself when she thought about how giving Becky an orgasm would make her forget her stress.
“What are ya laughing at?” Becky asked, while her eyes were closed, and she felt those strong hands on her lower back. She heard a soft chuckle coming from Rita and she was curious. She liked how her other senses seemed to be more alive when she closed her eyes.
Rita blushed a little when she heard that question. She was thinking of a naked Becky and how she would look when cumming her brains out. “Nothing. Just had a funny thought in my head. You just relax and breathe easy.” she responded.
“Yer hands feel really nice. Ya really don’t have to do this. I do appreciate ya tryin’ to help me.” Becky said. She felt her body melting away as the massage felt incredible. She never had someone massage her like this before and it felt amazing. She wanted to purr like a kitten, which made her chuckle a little.
“Hmmm….and what are you laughing at?” Rita asked in a sweet voice. She heard Becky’s chuckle, and she figured she would tease her back. She hoped she was imagining them both naked and having a fun time together.
“Nuthin’ hehehe I guess I understand what ya mean.” Becky said with a smile. She was really starting to feel more comfortable and liked Rita’s demeanor. Even though she danced and teased so many men, she was really a very nice woman it appeared. She seemed very caring and that made her relax even more.
“You are so cute. I do like your laughter. It sounds so sweet.” Rita said. She did like the sound of Becky’s laughter and that made her think of something. She started to wonder if Becky was ticklish. After watching Mandy and so many other women get tickled by Marge and the other dancers, she was getting excited about the prospect of tickling Becky. She figured she would test her and see how she reacts. She knew she couldn’t go full throttle on her, but just a little playful tickle and that would tell her a lot. She moved her hands away from the top of the jeans and then using her two index fingers, she softly stroked them up the sides of Becky. She immediately felt the body twitching and heard the little squeaky yelp coming from Becky. The sound was very adorable, and she couldn’t help but love it. “Ticklish? Hehe” she joked.
Becky felt those fingers softly sliding up her sides and the ticklish sensations went right through her body. She was surprised it happened, but she didn’t want to scream in hysterical laughter. She didn’t want Rita to know just how ticklish she really was. She gritted her teeth, and then when the fingers stopped, she let out some air. She then heard that question she always feared and grew really nervous. “Um….a little. Ya startled me. I apologize…” she said, hoping to get Rita to not start thinking about tickling her further.
Rita felt a surge of lust flow through her body when she heard Becky’s soft denial. The way the body reacted, she knew this woman was going to be really ticklish. The fact Becky wanted to downplay how ticklish she was really got her excited. Now, it was going to be a game, and it was time to seduce this woman. “Hehehe no need to apologize. If you are ticklish, that’s a good thing. It means your body is very alive and vibrant. You are a special one, Becky Lockhart.” she cooed.
Becky started to blush when she heard that compliment. There was something about Rita that felt really good to her. Even with that tickle on her sides, it felt like fun and Rita was a sweetheart. She then felt the hands massaging her back again and she felt jumpy at first but then started to relax a little. She hoped the tickling wouldn’t continue because her body started to feel sensitive.
Rita could feel Becky’s body starting to relax and she felt her own body temperature starting to rise. She loved the reaction and figured she would slowly tease this woman and have a really good time. She then softly stroked her fingers up the spine, heading towards the bra. She could feel the body trembling and that caused her to grin. Becky seemed to be really sensitive, and this was definitely going to be a lot of fun. She started to hum a little, as though she was just going about her business massaging but kept that feathery touch on the skin and when her fingers moved towards the sides again, she could hear soft grunts coming from Becky. “Hehehe so sensitive. Everything will be ok….” she said softly.
Becky felt that light, feathery touch on her back and it drove her wild. She started to brace herself and when the fingers went towards her sides again, the ticklish energy increased a lot, and she did everything in her power to not start laughing. She was really ticklish at this point, and she didn’t want Rita to discover her weakness. She heard Rita speaking and she tried her best to remain calm. “Yeah…I’m…..ok. Just……a…..bit……..tense.” she grunted.
“hehehe tense? Well, that’s why you are getting this massage. I love to give you different sensations. I will wake up every nerve in your body and you will forget all the bad stress in it. Now, where was I? That’s right, time to work on these sides a little. Hehe” Rita teased. She softly stroked her fingers on each hand up and down the sides and now she saw Becky’s rear end started to writhe. She heard that held breath, with some grunts coming out. She looked at Becky’s left side of her face and could see how tight her eyes were shut, and her teeth were gritted. This woman was very ticklish, and if she played her cards right, she would find out just how ticklish she was after an orgasm.
Becky felt those fingers going up and down her sides and it drove her absolutely crazy. The soft touch was devastating, and she held her breath, and shut her eyes. She did not want to break out into laughter, but she was losing that fight. When the fingers got close to her ribs, she let out a small giggle. That made her start to panic inside because once she started giggling, she was sure to lose control. “hehe…..hehehe….”
Rita’s devious grin grew even wider when she heard those cute sounds. She loved the way Becky was fighting the tickling sensations. She started to think that she wanted to explore and play with every single ticklish spot on that body of Becky’s. Her mind wondered if the armpits were ticklish. Her mind wondered if the stomach would be ticklish. She thought about the ribs, and the legs. Then she felt a strong tingle between her legs when she thought about Becky’s feet. When she removed the boots, she noticed they were bigger feet. She loved the thought of tickling those feet and wondered what they looked like. Then she felt a very strong tingle between her legs when she wondered if her breasts were ticklish as well as that special area between her legs. Rita started to get really turned on wondering if Becky was ticklish on her pussy. She imagined tickling her there after she orgasmed which would drive her absolutely wild. As she thought about that, she started to stroke her fingers on the sides a bit faster and now, Becky was really squirming under her. She heard the giggles getting stronger and figured she had better stop. “Oops! Sorry! Hehe you are ticklish, aren’t you? Come on, admit it.” she teased.
Becky was going crazy holding in her laughter when the fingers went up and down her sides. She felt the fingers moving faster and that was too much for her to hold back and she let out some giggles. Her body jerked more, and she felt embarrassed when she heard Rita’s question. She started to blush and kept her eyes closed. She figured there was no use in hiding it. She had to admit she was ticklish, but she decided that she wouldn’t say how bad she really was. “Ok, I’m a bit ticklish. Hehee I am embarrassed to admit it.” she giggled.
“Don’t be embarrassed, a lot of women are ticklish. I think it is so cute that you are ticklish. Hehe” Rita replied. She loved seeing Becky’s reaction, which only fueled her desires even more. She wished she could tie Becky down and just tickle her silly, but she wanted to seduce her. So, she had to be strategic in tickling her and then have her way with her.
“Hehehe I guess so. Does that mean you are ticklish too? Hehehe” Becky asked. She started to find this moment a little more playful and tried to relax herself. She thought that perhaps if Rita admitted she was ticklish too, she might be inclined to not tickle her, because she would get tickled back. She thought about all the women who tickled her, she rarely got anyone back. She did get to tickle Peta a little and Babs McKenzie, but she never went full bore on someone. She wondered if she should have tried to tickle Kylie back. She looked at Rita’s face and saw the cutest smile on it.
“hehehe I am. See? I am not afraid to admit a weakness. If you are thinking about tickling me, you better be careful. Because then we will have to have a tickle fight, and you do not want to lose that. I will be careful when I massage you, sweet girl. I don’t want you laughing the entire time.” Rita said, then rolled Becky back onto her stomach. She then started to massage her back again and tried to soothe her. “You will be laughing soon enough though….” she thought to herself.
Becky felt the hands rubbing her back again and it felt really nice. She liked how this moment was turning out. She liked the fact that Rita was so personable and caring towards her. She still felt a little sad, and still had a few cries in her, but she also loved the way Rita was trying to make her feel better. She had no idea why, but she started to feel a little more comfortable around her. She closed her eyes again and felt the tension in her body melting away. “Yer hands are really nice.” she cooed.
“Good! I like to keep them nice and soft. A lady should never have sandpaper hands. Hehehe” Rita giggled. She started to rub the shoulders and could feel Becky starting to relax. That was what she wanted and could start to take advantage of her. She leaned her body down and started to gently blow across the neck and upper back area of Becky. She couldn’t help it when she shivered a little and she saw goosebumps.
“Oooohh….that give me the shivers. Hehe” Becky giggled softly when she felt that warm breath caressing her skin. The gentle blowing made her body go on edge and she even felt her nipples starting to stiffen. That sent her brain into turmoil, and she started to blush. She hoped that Rita didn’t notice that she was getting a little turned on from that blowing. She curled her toes within her socks and released them. Her hips moved a little and she had a small smile on her face.
Rita could feel Becky’s physical reactions to her blowing and massages. She had a feeling this woman was getting turned on a bit, and that was her goal. She had to make Becky fully relaxed and comfortable. Her eyes saw the naked skin and she decided to test something. If Becky was feeling really good right now, then she hoped this next move would increase her arousal. “Such a hard day for you. Let me help you feel a little better. kiss you deserve to be treated right.” she said in a very soft voice and kissed the soft skin.
Becky felt that kiss and it surprised her. Then she heard those soft words, and she felt her heart beating faster from nervousness. Rita was really kind to her and really trying to make her feel better. After such a terrible day where Donna had yelled at her and called her names, hearing Rita tell her that she deserved to be treated right meant a lot to her. Someone right now was caring for her and doing what they could to make her feel safe, comfortable and even loved a little bit. Darby wasn’t with her at the moment, but she was not alone. This new friend was something different and she really started to appreciate what she was doing. She felt another very soft kiss on her shoulder blade, and it felt really nice. “Ya are gonna kiss muh back?” she asked in a shy voice.
“Yes. Hehehe This moment is all about you, Becky. Your day was really terrible, and you need someone to remind you just how wonderful you are. I know we do not know each other very well, but I already feel a connection with you. I just want to remind you that to me, you are a hero. Not everyone wants to do what you want to do. You are brave. You are strong. I know you have a good heart. So, you are a hero to me.” Rita said softly. She started to think about the words she was saying and realized that she did mean them. She wanted to have her way with Becky, but she also found herself very drawn to her. That confused her a bit because she was used to taking advantage of men and women, but this woman was different. There was something very good about her, and she found herself wanting to know more about her. For a moment, she even thought about having feelings for her, but she dismissed them. She could not develop feelings in her line of work.
Becky heard what Rita said to her and her emotions got to her. She needed to hear something like that after the day she had. The way Donna yelled at her and how the woman was injured while being attacked really hurt her. Now, at this moment, someone was telling her how wonderful she was. She felt her eyes watering up and she let one tear fall before she wiped her eyes again. “Thank ya, Rita. That….that means a lot to me.” she said, her voice cracking.
Rita blushed a little because she knew Becky was feeling better and feeling emotional. That started to make her really adore her even more and she wanted to pleasure her. She knew she was taking advantage of Becky in her vulnerable state, but she also thought that it also meant something to her. She just wanted to hold this woman, and make sure she felt better. “I mean it. You are a hero. You just have to believe it.” she told her, then resumed her massaging.
Becky’s heart fluttered a bit when she heard Rita telling her she is a hero. It meant the world to her, and she started to think about the woman rubbing her back. There was something about her that attracted her, and she felt nervous. She really started to like Rita and really needed her in her time of need. “Thank ya for saying that. Ya made me feel a little better about muhself.” she said softly.
“Good! That is what I am here for. I hope we can become really good friends. There is something special about you. Really special.” Rita said and realized she was really starting to like this woman. She seemed so innocent and pure, yet she was trying to do one of the toughest jobs in the Southwest United States. She looked at Becky with some feelings and tried to shake them from her. She then softly stroked her fingers near the lower back and felt the body starting to squirm again. She loved that ticklish reaction and that made her focus on having some physical fun with this very cute woman. “Hmmm….that’s right. Someone is a wee bit ticklish, isn’t she?” she grinned.
Becky felt the fingers softly touching her lower back and she felt the ticklish sensations flowing through her. It was such a tender moment at the time that her body must have really felt sensitive. She started to squirm a little more and started to giggle softly. She liked hearing Rita’s soft voice, and she felt free. She figured they were having such a great time together and she could enjoy a little laughter. “hehehe it tickles!” she giggled.
“I can see. Hehehe I thought you weren’t that ticklish. You said you were a bit ticklish. I think…..I think you really are a lot more ticklish than you want to admit.” Rita teased. She moved her fingers right along the jeans line and now she felt Becky squirming more. It was as though her body was becoming loose and she was having fun. That sent a thrill in her own body because her new friend was becoming used to her and being more open.
“hehehe I am just a bit ticklish! I promise! Ya just found a spot, that’s all.” Becky giggled and closed her eyes. Those fingers were still softly stroking her skin, and it was driving her crazy. Even though the ticklishness increased, it didn’t feel like torture, but something fun. It reminded her of when Sue Ann tickled her softly. That was such a special moment for her and then her brain thought of something. The way Sue Ann tickled her made her end up having a sexual encounter with her. It was different than what Kylie did to her. Kylie was more aggressive in her seduction and already planned to tickle her into sexual submission. With Sue Ann, it was more organic, just like this moment seemed. That made her wonder if something like that was going to happen to her again. What frightened her more, and even got her body more excited was that it didn’t scare her at all. Her body liked the attention it was getting, and she felt comfortable.
“Hehehe A spot, huh? I wonder what other spots you have.” Rita mused as she continued the soft stroking. She was very pleased that Becky was not resisting her or even telling her to stop. There was something playful about this moment and she wanted to just enjoy it. She wanted Becky but would let it all happen a little more organically, than just attacking her much like she and the other dancers did to their victims. She slowly moved her fingers to the sides again and that got her friend squirming more. “That’s right, this SPOT right here is a ticklish one. Hehehehe You are so cute.” she teased.
Becky felt the fingers softly tickling her sides and that drove her crazy. Hearing that sultry voice and feeling good at the moment made her react even stronger. Her legs started to move around, and she couldn’t help but giggle uncontrollably. The tickling was driving her crazy but also felt good to her after all the stress she had. “hehehe yeah! That’s a spot! That’s a spot!” she cackled.
“Hehehe yes it is. The great Becky Lockhart is very ticklish right here. Hehehe” Rita teased as she continued to softly stroke her fingers up and down the sides. She loved the way Becky’s body was squirming around and could feel her legs kicking. This was getting better and better for her, and she wanted to start pacing herself. She slowed down the stroking and then leaned forward again. She gave another soft kiss right between the shoulder blades, right above the bra line. She was rewarded with a soft moan and a shiver of the body.
“Oooh! Mmmmmm” Becky cooed when she felt that kiss on her shoulder blade. Those soft lips on her skin sent a very strong tingle to her body. That was a different feeling, and she liked it. In her state of mind, feeling good was more important than trying to stop this woman from tickling her. She didn’t want this moment to end. She was very comfortable around Rita and wanted to be in this safe space. There was nothing but positive feelings right now, and she wanted to prolong it as much as possible. She started to think that as long as Rita didn’t tickle her very hard, she might be able to tolerate these soft tickles and also enjoy the kissing on her skin.
Rita could sense Becky was really becoming loose and she felt nervous. It really surprised her because she planned to seduce Becky into this hotel room, but now she started to really like her. She had no idea why she was starting to feel this way, but the way Becky cried in front of her and showed her vulnerability, it made her really start to feel for her. She liked the way this moment was unfolding and was going to enjoy every moment of it. She then moved her fingers to the hollows of the armpits and softly diddled her fingers there. The arms were opened, but when she diddled her fingers in that spot, those arms immediately clamped shut and heard a stronger giggle. “Hehehehe um, did I find another spot?” she teasingly asked.
Becky felt Rita’s fingers playing in her armpits and she immediately clamped her arms together. That touch surprised her and she let out a strong giggle. She felt that nervous tickle energy getting stronger inside her own body, and she prayed that she wouldn’t be tickled too badly. Her body was getting more and more sensitive and if Rita kept finding “spots”, she was going to lose it. “Hehehe um…..that is a spot. That’s all the spots though.” she playfully lied.
“Hehe oh really? Ok, I will take your word for it.” Rita responded with a soft voice. She liked the way Becky reacted to her touch, and she wanted to keep doing it. She diddled her fingers again and felt the body underneath her legs as she straddled Becky, squirm a little harder. She knew Becky was lying to her about her ticklish spots and now she had the opportunity to keep finding them. The spots she thought about earlier were now going to be explored, including that warm center between Becky’s legs. She diddled her fingers again and she heard the cutest stifled giggle. “Hehehe What we know for sure is that Becky Lockhart is…..ticklish. How cute.” she teased.
Becky felt herself blushing as her armpits were delicately tickled and those words were said. She felt those fingers diddling in her pits again and she couldn’t help it anymore. She started to kick her feet around and started to buck a little while on the bed. She could feel Rita’s body sitting on her legs and her sensitive armpits were tickled. She planted her face into the mattress and let out a stronger giggle. She wanted to convince Rita that she was not that ticklish. “hehehehehehe that tickles!” she said into the mattress.
“What was that? I thought I heard you say it tickles. Hehehe I can tell. Hmmmmm….. what else can I do to your body? I know!” Rita said, then moved her fingers away from the pits. She leaned down again and kissed Becky’s shoulders and could feel the body relaxing. She let her kisses linger a little longer, and making a “smacking” noise with her lips to emphasize her kiss.
Becky felt those kisses on her shoulders, and she wanted to melt. After that stimulation of being tickled, to feel a kiss on her skin felt incredible. She let out another moan and noticed that her body was really starting to get turned on. She started to think she needed to calm herself down because she didn’t want to make Rita think she got aroused. She felt lips kissing the center of her back, between the shoulder blades and she let out another moan. “Mmmmm…….that feels……feels….” she started to say.
“Feels good? I am glad it does…..” Rita cooed as she heard Becky’s voice. Her own arousal kept increasing and she wished she could make out with this cute young lady. She then focused her eyes on that skin again and had to go back and pleasure it. She started to massage the back again and when she got close to the armpits or sides, she started to stroke her fingers softly. That kept making Becky squirm around and heard some cute giggles. She thought it was time to get Becky to lose some more clothing. She remembered where Becky hurt herself, and since she was now feeling good, she could possibly get those jeans off of her and take a major step closer to being naked. “Ok, I think it is time for me to work on your injury. Let’s get you over onto your back.” she told her.
Becky felt Rita getting off her legs and she wondered what she meant by working on her injury. She could feel Rita starting to flip her over and she ended up on her back. She felt a little shy because her bra was exposed, and her chest was now vulnerable. She looked up at Rita’s face and could see that smile on it. She looked so comforting and caring. She instinctively covered her chest with her arms and smiled a little. “What are ya gonna do?” she asked.
Rita saw the shyness on Becky’s face and sensed that this woman was not sexually experienced enough. There was some innocence to her and guessed that perhaps this might be a rare encounter, or even potentially a first or second encounter. She liked how Becky was covering her chest, but she knew that wasn’t going to last too long. She had to focus on getting her jeans off but was very tempted to start tickling that exposed stomach. The skin looked so soft and inviting. She already knew that tummy was going to be very ticklish as well. But she had to get Becky ready for more sensual activities. “I am going to work on your injury sweetie. Now, you have to trust me. I don’t want you to panic. Everything will be just fine and you will feel so…..much….better. I have to take off your jeans, so I can work on your leg injury.” she told her.
Becky’s eyes popped open when she heard her jeans had to come off. A tidal wave of shyness washed over her and she felt really nervous. She already lost her boots and her shirt, but her jeans? Even though she knew what Rita said was correct, she still felt very shy. “W-Why do ya have to take off muh jeans?” she asked.
“Like your back, it is much better if I touch your skin. Don’t be shy. It is just us girls here. I am a dancer, remember? I have seen naked women backstage. Trust me, you will be ok.” Rita said, then started to move her hands towards the belt buckle.
“But…..I….I am kinda….ya know…..shy.” Becky said, while blushing profusely. Having her only wearing her bra, underwear and socks would make her feel so vulnerable. She liked Rita, but still being near naked made her want to curl up in the fetal position to protect herself.
“I know you are. That is why I want to make this as comfortable as possible. Don’t worry, Becky. I am going to take such good care of you. So, let me get these jeans off. After I do, I will take off my clothing so you can see there is nothing to it.” Rita explained. She got really excited about the prospect of her losing her own clothes. It was part of her seduction plan. She truly adored this woman and seeing how innocent sexually she was made her crave her even more.
Becky held her breath as she watched Rita’s hands get to her belt buckle. She experienced this same feeling when Kylie was stripping her. That memory made her wonder if Rita was trying to get her naked as well. She had no idea how she felt about that idea. She was really starting to like Rita, but this was their first time alone. She wondered if it would be appropriate to do something like that so early. She looked down at her belt and saw the buckle had come undone. She felt the belt leaving the loops on her jeans and once it came off, she saw it get tossed to the ground. She was stunned that it was happening. She saw Rita unbuttoning her jeans and when the flaps opened, she felt the jeans being tugged off her hips. She could tell Rita was having trouble getting them off her rear end and she felt herself turning red from shyness. “Ya are really gonna take off muh jeans?” she asked.
Rita smiled when she heard that question. She could still see those innocent eyes and loved how shy this woman was. She understood why she would be this way, and she adored it. “It will be ok. You’ll see. Come on, lift your bum up a little. I promise everything will be ok.” she requested.
Becky felt her heart nearly beating out of her chest. She was so close to having her jeans taken off and felt this was a moment of truth for her. She could stop this entire moment and end this session. She truly appreciated Rita helping her and she could leave knowing that she would be grateful to her. She also knew that if she lost her jeans, she might be traveling down a road, and she couldn’t go back. Once she gave permission to have her jeans taken off, she was more likely to agree to almost anything else. She took a deep breath and tried to rationalize her thoughts. She really liked this woman and felt a connection to her. But she was always so shy, even though she had sexual encounters with women before. Her body started to influence her because she did feel good, and it went to her mouth. “Ok….be gentle with me.” she said.
UP NEXT: Becky and Rita grow close and Sylvia continues her ploy
Ok folks, how did you like this chapter? I am building up a certain element between Becky and Rita which will have a major effect in the phase ending series, so enjoy how everything unfolds. I do appreciate everyone still following along. I know it is a lot of reading, and for those still with this saga, I truly thank you. You are amazing people and fans. I hope this saga continues to let you escape into this universe and go for a ride with these amazing characters. There is a lot of good stuff coming up! I promise.
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