Hey fans! Here we are! The finale of Becky Lockhart's focused series. I hope you all enjoyed this series as our favorite apprentice goes through her challenges. I really adore this character. She brings so much fun energy, even when she is going through a tough time. After this series, we start getting into the home stretch with both La Diabla's focused series and Darby's focused series as we lead up to the Phase 4 ending series, The Deputy & The Outlaw: Sacrifice. This journey has been fun and I hope you continue to enjoy.
I also want to thank EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU for my recent Golden Feather award for 2023. The phase 3 ending series The Deputy & The Outlaw: Retribution has won and I am beyond thrilled. Thank you to those who voted for that series. To me, it was my greatest series (Phase 4 is not over yet. haha) thus far. I absolutely loved how it all played out and i am glad you thought so too. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Now, onto the finale of Becky's series! Please enjoy! Your comments are must enthusiastically welcomed!
PART 5
Donna felt fear growing within her body. She had witnessed poor Becky getting tortured and now it was close to her turn. She wondered what else the thief could do to Becky. She already saw her tickle her all over her body. She had no idea what was going to happen next, but she feared she might get assaulted. “I-I can’t tell you. Please, just leave us alone.” she responded.
“Ok, well, you leave me no choice.” the thief said as she then reached her hands underneath Becky’s waist and found her belt buckle. She worked her fingers down there and managed to get the buckle undone. Becky was just lying there and not resisting. That made her work easier because if Becky knew what was about to happen it would be tougher to get the belt undone. Once she got the belt undone, she then slid the belt out of the jeans. She tossed it to the floor and now she reached underneath again. Her talented fingers found the button for the jeans and managed to get it undone. Now it was time for her plan to take effect. She then opened up the fly as much as she could, then moved her fingers out from under Becky and now placed them on the edges of the jeans. With a strong tug, she managed to get the jeans off the hips and now the rear end of her victim was about to be exposed. She had thought of this idea for a long time, and Becky would be her testing dummy. She could see the white underwear appearing and with one more strong tug, the jeans came off Becky’s rear end and rested on her thighs. She could see the perky buns and she wanted to grab them. Now it was time for her to humiliate Becky. “oooh!!! What a nice ass you have! You are impressive, Becky. Mmmm mmm mmmm…” she teased.
Becky could feel her face on fire because of how embarrassed she was right now. She felt her jeans come off her hip area and knew her butt was exposed. She still had her underwear up, but the fact this woman was trying to strip her was beyond embarrassing. She felt so helpless. She was tired. She could still feel the ticklish tremors in her body after that foot tickling. Her body was very hot from all the stress it went through. Now her rear end was very vulnerable. If this thief set out to humiliate her, then she knew the mission was accomplished. “Muh butt…..muh butt is out.” she whimpered.
Donna thought she had already been shocked enough during this ordeal. She witnessed a brutal tickle torture and even saw Becky’s breasts. Now, she could see the white underwear and wondered what was about to happen to poor Becky. It also made her wonder if this would in fact happen to her. Having her breasts exposed and her rear end also exposed would destroy her dignity and she would never be able to live with herself. “W-What are you going to do to her?” she asked nervously.
“You’ll see. Hehehehe” the thief laughed. She saw the butt wiggling a bit and knew Becky had to be embarrassed at the moment. She then looked around the room and something caught her eye. She saw one of those fancy pens on the dresser. It had a long, blue feather at the end of it. That made her giggle a little because now she could use it and completely humiliate Becky in the worst way. First, it was time to send a message. She took her right hand and placed it on the left cheek. She gave it a gentle squeeze and heard a whimper coming from Becky. “Nice ass you have! Now, you have been a very naughty deputy! You interfered with my plans twice now. So, I have to punish you.” she said, then got to her knees on the bed and looked at the underwear covered ass.
“W-What do ya mean punish me? Ya already humiliated me. Please, don’t do anything to muh butt.” Becky whimpered as she felt that gentle squeeze on her left butt cheek. She then felt the hand leave her her end and she just felt so vulnerable. Then she gasped when she felt the edges on her underwear getting tugged and soon, the underwear started to come off her butt! “No!! What are ya doin’??? Not muh butt! Don’t show muh butt!” she yelled.
Donna saw the white underwear being pulled down and soon, she saw those very pale ass cheeks of Becky. The underwear was completely pulled down and now rested where the jeans were on Becky’s leg. She got a clear view of the perky butt and was absolutely stunned. She saw Becky’s breasts, now her naked rear end. The sight of the soles of the feet and the butt really got her worried. She did not want to be humiliated like that at all.
“I must say Becky, you really do have a nice ass! I could play with it just as much as your feet. But punishment is due. You are a BAD…….BAD…..GIRL! hehehe” the thief laughed then started to smack her hand across the left butt cheek. She then struck the right one and now she was in the process of spanking Becky. She felt the ass tightened up with each strike and she could also hear those painful whimpers. She couldn’t believe she was spanking another woman during her robbery adventures. She did it in a sexual private setting, but this moment right now was very exciting to her. It was time to really embarrass Becky, and then she could also do it to Donna.
“OW!!! Ya are spanking OW!!! Me??? No!! Please don’t OW spank muh butt! I’m OW sorry! I’m sorry!” Becky yelled in pain with each strike. The thief may have had dainty hands, but she still generated a lot of power behind her strikes. Now she felt shame washing over her. She had already been captured. She had her breasts exposed. She had been tickle tortured. Now, she was getting a spanking. She knew her assignment was a complete failure, and it was her fault.
The thief was truly enjoying herself as she spanked that helpless ass. She loved the way her hands made that noise off that flesh. There was something about the sound of Becky’s voice that turned her on as she yelped in pain, or laughed when she was tickled. She could hear the spanking echoing off the walls and knew she was really giving Becky a hard spanking. She saw the skin go from pale to a very light pink. She wanted to play with this ass a lot. She turned her head slightly to her right and could see the pulled down underwear and jeans. If she looked further, she could see those helpless heels on Becky’s barefeet. She had complete control over Becky. She then paused her spanking for a moment and stared at the ass. It was just right there, ready for her to play with. Her mind grew with excitement as she knew what the next step was going to be. “Such a bad girl. Now, I want to try something. Be right back.” she told her.
Donna watched as the thief got off the bed and headed towards her dresser. She wondered what the intruder was up to and then she saw her grabbing the fancy pen on the dresser. She rarely used that pen and now she watched as the thief got back on the bed. She gasped as she saw how the pen was now being held. The feather end was pointing at Becky’s butt, and she shook her head in disbelief. “Y-You are not going to do what I t-think you’re going to do, right?” she asked.
“Yes, I am. This will be you, Donna. Pay close attention.” the thief told her. She then lowered the feather end and swiped it across that warm skin on Becky’s ass. The tendrils slid across the skin, and she saw the butt muscles tightening already. She also heard a cute ticklish shriek coming from Becky and she knew she hit the jackpot. Becky had a ticklish ass. “Hehehe does this bother you?” she asked teasingly.
Becky had her eyes closed in shame after receiving a spanking. She felt like a punished child and still felt terrible that her naked butt was out in the open. She felt the tiny thief get off the bed, but quickly returned. She had no idea what was about to happen to her, but she hoped nothing else humiliating happened to her. Then she shrieked as she felt something moving across her ass. It was a light touch, but it tickled! She felt whatever was moving all across her rear end and she couldn’t believe just how ticklish it all felt. “Heheheh why are ya ticklin’ muh butt? Stop that! Hehehehe that tickles!” she cried out.
“Because, you have a ticklish ass I see. Hehehehe this feather likes ticklish asses.” the thief taunted. She moved the feather slowly from the top of the ass and right across both cheeks. She could see Becky’s hips gyrating and those giggles sounded very cute. She felt herself very aroused and wished she could have sex. There was something erotic about that naked ass shaking and writhing under a ticklish touch. This was the first time she ever used a feather on an ass. She had tickled a woman’s ass before, but that was during sex. This was torture, but yet, it was also very erotic. The feather traveled up and down the ass cheeks, then she slid the side of the feather right down the crack of the ass. She was rewarded with a very powerful and shrill laugh coming from her victim.
“HAHAHAHAHHAA NOT THERE!!! HAHAHAHA THAT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHA OH GAWD THAT TICKLES!!!!” Becky screamed. She knew her butt was ticklish after having an experience with Kylie back in Mexico. That young lady had exposed her butt and even gave it a few playful smacks. She was also tickled across her rear end, but it was a light stroke. This feather seemed stronger, and her body was already very weak from tickle exhaustion. She couldn’t help but grind her hips and she prayed that what happened with Kylie didn’t happen to her now. Kylie managed to reach down and touch her most special place during that time in Mexico. She felt she would die if it happened now. Kylie was more of playtime, this was torture.
“hehehe wow!! Someone is VERY ticklish on her cute ass! Becky, you are amazing! You really are ticklish everywhere! Hmmmmm…speaking of everywhere…” the thief mused as she contemplated her next move. After tickling the crack of the ass, she wondered if more intimate areas would also be ticklish. She paused her ass feathering and dropped the feather on the back of Becky’s thighs. She then used her right hand and pushed Becky’s left cheek to the side a little. Now, she could see the valley of the crack of the ass and more importantly, she saw the hole of the ass. She could see that puckered skin and wondered how Becky would react. She then took the feather with her left hand and then diddled the tip right on the hole of the ass. The ass immediately clenched up and the cheek came out from under her right hand. That made her excited because it appeared Becky was ticklish on her hole!
“NOT THERE!!! NOT THERE!! Please don’t tickle me there!!! I am beggin’ ya!!! DON’T TICKLE ME THERE!!!” Becky begged. She felt that feather touch her hole, and it drove her wild. It was a very powerful sensation and she knew she wouldn’t be able to stand it.
“Hehehe you got a ticklish hole, huh? This ought to be fun…..” the thief teased. She grabbed the left cheek and pulled it away from the other one, exposing the hole once again. This time, she had a firm grip and took that feather and diddled it all over that puckered hole. She felt the ass trying to clench again, but she managed to barely keep that hole exposed so she could feather it.
Donna was blown away as she heard that terrible ticklish scream coming from Becky. She started to feel bad for her as she witnessed what was happening. That intruder was tickling and playing with Becky’s naked ass and when she saw her feathering that very intimate spot on Becky, she lost her air. She was stunned as she heard that scream coming from that poor woman. She couldn’t even imagine if she was ticklish there. It looked horrible and she also realized she could never use that pen ever again. She started to get really nervous because all of this really could have happened to her if she did not give up the valuables.
Becky continued to scream in ticklish agony as she felt that feather tickling her hole. She never felt anything like it, and it completely overwhelmed her. The feather would then change course and slide up and down her very exposed crack, sending horrific ticklish feelings to her body. In a way, she wished it was her feet being tickled again instead of this moment. Her ass being tickled was just too much for her. She just wanted it all to stop. Then she screamed again when the feather returned to her hole. She just could not imagine how ticklish she was right there. The way the feather teased that puckered hole was brutal. She felt herself starting to cry in laughter. “OH GAWD!!! OH GAWD!! HAHAHAHAHA MAKE IT STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHA MAKE IT STOP!!!!” she screamed in agony.
The thief loved the sound of that desperate laughter. She knew poor Becky was beyond broken and if she had jewelry, there was no way she would refuse to give them over. This moment made her wonder about other women. Would they have very ticklish areas as well? That was something she looked forward to in her future robbery adventures. She then pulled the feather away from the ass. It was time to focus on Donna. She looked over and saw how frightened she was. If this ass tickling didn’t convince her to give up the jewels, then nothing would. She then had one more idea before going after Donna. Something that would frighten Donna, but completely humiliate Becky at the same time. She then moved away a little and dropped the feather on the bed. She then rolled Becky over onto her back, which meant one thing. The pussy was exposed! She looked down and saw the red pubic hairs. That got her nipples to stiffen because Becky was ripe for some sex. “hehe pretty pussy you have too.” she said in a soft voice.
Becky’s face turned beet red once she was on her back. Not only were her breasts shown again, but now that her jeans and underwear were down, her most private spot was exposed. She saw the thief sitting on the bed to her right and heard her comments. She felt completely ashamed. That woman had completely embarrassed her, and she felt very weak and helpless. “Can ya cover muh goodies please?” she asked meekly.
“Hehehe NO!! I don’t want to cover your goodies! You have pretty goodies. Hehehe” the thief responded with glee. She could tell Becky had to be embarrassed and she loved the power she was feeling. She dominated Becky completely and she didn’t even have to take any jewels from her. She then turned her attention to Donna. She noticed that the snobby woman had her jaw dropped and had to be in shock. Now, it was finally her turn to suffer. “You see Becky? You see what happens when you defy me. Now Donna, it is YOUR turn. If you defy me, you are going to suffer exactly like how Becky suffered. I will see your tits. I will see your naked ass. I will tickle you all over until you cry for mercy. I will spank your ass too! Becky was fun. I WANT to torture you. I wonder what you look like naked….” the thief said, then got off the bed to head towards Donna.
Donna was blown away as she saw those large soles of Becky. She saw her breasts and could even see her vagina. That had to be the most humiliating experience a woman could ever have. She didn’t even know what to think. Becky looked completely defeated and helpless. Then she saw the thief headed her way. Her breathing stopped and her heart started to beat a million miles per second. Fear gripped her because it was her turn to suffer. The fact that the intruder wanted to torture her really concerned her. “No!! Get away from me!!! Don’t you dare touch me!!! I forbid you!!!” she yelled.
“hehehe you forbid me? hehehe that’s funny.” the thief said as she approached a helpless Donna. She saw how her feet were extended out and how helpless the body was. She looked the woman up and down and really wanted to have her way with her. She could see the fear in her eyes, and it wouldn’t take long to break this woman.
“Leave her alone….please, leave her alone.” Becky mewled as she saw the thief approaching Donna. Even though she was defeated, tied up, exhausted and humiliated, she still felt she had to protect Donna. She felt weak, but she had to do something.
The thief turned around and saw Becky after hearing her voice. She was amused by the useless effort. She saw those breasts and that pussy, and she thought perhaps she should humiliate her a little more. Perhaps making her have an orgasm would do the trick. But she had to focus on Donna. She turned around and got close to her. “Awww….that idiot is still trying to protect you. You see her! There is nothing she could do! Now Donna, where should I begin your torture? Where are you most ticklish, huh? Hmmm…maybe it is your ribs? Maybe it is your tummy? Oooh, I know! the bottoms of your feet!” she threatened.
Donna started to shake in her chair as she heard what the thief was discussing. She was going to get tickled, and it would not go well. She could feel all her nerves on edge, and she started to panic. There was no way she would be able to endure the same torture Becky went through. “PLEASE!!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!! DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!!!!” she demanded.
“Hehehe oh, I am going to touch you. I am going to touch you all over. I think I will even see how wet I can make your pussy. Hehehehe But for now, I think I will start with…..your feet.” the thief said. She loved that fear in Donna’s voice, and she had a feeling that Donna would be even more ticklish than Becky. She made her way to the footstool and saw those larger feet resting on them. They didn’t seem as big as Becky’s, but they were definitely larger than the average size. She sat down on the floor and faced the soles of the shoes. She saw the feet quivering and now it was time to take those shoes off and torture Donna’s feet. She reached her right hand forward and grabbed the shoe. She was wearing heels so it wouldn’t be too hard to remove them. With a gentle tug, the shoe came off the heel and she slipped it all the way off. She couldn’t help but feel excited as she looked at the empty shoe. The thief looked inside and saw it was a size 9. “A 9, huh? Hehehe You got big feet too! Now, let’s see how ticklish you are….” she threatened.
Donna felt that hand on her shoe and her feet were in danger. She heard the intruder say she was going to start with her feet and that really got deep into her soul. Her feet were a major weakness and if she was tickled, she would suffer greatly. She would embarrass herself even more than Becky. Now that her shoe came off and her white stockinged foot was exposed, she was doomed. Fear overtook her mind, and she had to give up! “NO!! DON’T TICKLE ME!!! PLEASE DON’T TICKLE ME!!! I WILL TELL YOU WHERE THE JEWELS ARE!! DON’T TICKLE MY FEET!!!” she screamed.
Becky heard that desperate scream and she felt terrible. Donna was about to get tickled on her feet and judging by the tone in the voice, she must have been really ticklish. She definitely knew how that felt, and she wished there was something she could do. Then she heard Donna tell the thief that she would give up the jewels. That made her feel really bad because Donna must have been really scared. She also felt really guilty because she wasn’t able to stop the thief. “Don’t do it, Donna. Ya can’t do it!” she blurted out.
The thief heard what Donna said, then she heard what Becky said. She looked at Donna and saw pure fear on her face. “What was that, Donna? What did you say?” she asked.
“I said I will tell you where the jewels are! Please, you can’t tickle me. I don’t want to suffer. Please…” Donna responded then started to feel emotional. She wasn’t even touched, and she already gave up the jewels. She was so scared and did not want to suffer and got embarrassed like Becky.
“Donna! Wow, I haven’t even tickled you yet and you want to give me the jewels? Good girl…..good girl!” the thief said and felt a sense of accomplishment. She managed to break Donna before she even touched her. That made her salivate because Donna must have been really ticklish. But her mission was going to be complete and she figured she would spare Donna for now. She thought perhaps she could find Donna again in the future and torture her for being a snob. She then stood up and got close to Donna’s head. It was time to collect her prize. “Tell me where they are. If you lie to me, I promise you will be naked, and I will tickle torture you until you die. Then, I will make you perform oral sex on Becky over there. Make you a lesbian lover! Wouldn’t that be the best scandal in town? Hehehe” she threatened.
Donna gasped as she heard that threat. If she lied at this moment, she would be tickle tortured, but also naked and forced to have oral sex with Becky. She really didn’t want any sexual encounters with men outside of marriage, even though she did have sex when she was younger once, and the thought of sex with another woman was not something she wanted to do. She saw Becky’s exposed woman parts and she shuddered. That would be the biggest scandal in Plotsville. Two women having sex would make the town shun her and she would be an outcast. “I-I will tell you where they are. Please, don’t torture me. I don’t want to be tortured.” she said, her voice filling with sadness.
“Good! Then, where are they? If they are in a safe, you better give me the correct combination too.” the thief demanded. She then listened as Donna described where the safe was. She also heard where her own jewelry was, as well as some of her mother’s. She felt horrible mentioning the safe because that prized ruby was about to be stolen. She had to let it happen because she did not want to have sex with Becky and get tickled. She watched the thief leave out the room and she hung her head in shame. She started to feel some tears fall because she was so weak.
Becky witnessed what happened and when the thief left the room, she saw Donna with her head down. She could hear her crying and that made her feel really terrible. She was still tied on the bed, her breasts and pussy showing and her feet were bare. She was to protect Donna and now she realized how much she failed. “Don’t cry, Donna.” she called out.
The thief returned after 10 minutes and was carrying her pouch. She felt really excited as she managed to take a lot of the jewels, including that ruby. She knew that would fetch a lot of money and her boss would love it. She looked around the room and saw a dejected Donna with her head down and was crying. She saw that she still had only one shoe on, and it made her proud. She didn’t even tickle the woman, and she folded. She looked over at Becky who was still trussed up and exposed. She figured she would call it a night and go home to celebrate the largest score she ever got. She went back towards the bed and saw those bare feet. She reached forward with her fingers and quickly ran them up and down the sole and loved that ticklish shriek from Becky. The woman was still very sensitive, and she was going to remember this night forever. “You were a lot of fun, Becky. I am so glad you are a failure. You thought you had me twice, and now look at you. You are showing me your goodies. Hehehe” she taunted.
Becky felt ashamed after hearing that taunt. She did have two opportunities to take this thief into custody and both times, she failed. She was also humiliated in the process. That tickle on her foot really felt intense and she prayed she was not going to get her feet tickled again. There would be no way she could stand that. Then she felt herself getting rolled over onto her stomach again. She had no idea what was going to happen next, but at least her breasts and pussy weren’t exposed. She then felt something get placed on her ass. She felt it inside her crack and wondered what it was. She then felt her wrists starting to get untied a little. “W-What are ya doing to me?” she asked.
The thief had placed the pen in Becky’s ass in the crack, and chuckled. It looked like Becky had a feather tail and that amused her. She also loosened the ropes around the wrists so that Becky could eventually get herself free. She then reached to the ground and picked up Becky’s socks. She wanted to take a trophy of sorts, and those socks would do just fine. “It is time for me to leave now. I wish you both a great night, and Donna, thank you for the jewels. Hehehe Maybe next time we can see just how ticklish you are.” she said, then headed towards the door.
Donna saw the thief leaving the room and she just couldn’t stop herself from crying. That intruder managed to steal her family’s valuables and there was nothing she could do to prevent that. Her father feared leaving her behind and on the first night alone, the valuables were gone. The tears started to flow as this was a very painful moment for her. Because she feared for her own safety, she gave up almost instantly under the threat of torture. She then looked up and towards the bed. She could see that pen sticking up from Becky’s naked ass and could also see her working her wrists to get free. She could not believe that the deputy did not stop the thief. Anger started to build because Becky’s only job was to protect her and keep those valuables safe.
Becky felt her wrists finally coming undone and she managed to pull them free. She finally regained full use of her arms, and she laid them on her sides for a moment. It was time to get out of her bonds and set Donna free. She reached back and felt that feather. Another wave of embarrassment washed over her when she realized the pen must have looked like a tail on her. That tickling thief really got her and now she had to recuperate. She rolled over onto her back and now she sat up. It was time to undo the ties on her legs, so she could be set free. As she worked the ropes, she heard some crying and saw that Donna was distraught. She did feel for the woman because she just lost valuable things. Once she got the ropes from her legs, she got up off the bed and started to pull her underwear and jeans back up. She still couldn’t believe she was exposed like that. Once she finished with her jeans, she put her bra back down to cover her breasts, then buttoned up her shirt. It was an all-around humiliating experience, and she wanted to get out of this room. Becky walked over to Donna in her barefeet and started to undo the ropes around the ankles first.
Donna felt the ropes loosening around her ankles and she was happy she was finally getting released. Once her ankles were free, she saw the barefoot apprentice starting to undo the ropes on her arms. The ropes came loose, and she was finally free. She rubbed her wrists and then stared at Becky’s face. She saw the look of concern on the face, but she didn’t care. She felt incredibly angry at Becky. It was her failure that allowed those jewels to be stolen. “Well, I hope you’re happy! I was robbed!!!” she yelled.
Becky was surprised by the tone of that response, but she also understood. The thief managed to steal jewels from Donna. She tried to remain calm because Donna must have been traumatized. “I am sorry that happened. Are ya ok?” she asked with empathy in her voice.
“DO I LOOK OK????? You had ONE job, Becky, ONE JOB!!!!” Donna yelled. She then got up from the chair and located her empty shoe. She put it back on her foot and now she was clothed. She was thrilled Becky covered her private area, but she was still very upset with her.
“I’m sorry. I really am….” Becky said softly. Donna was getting angrier, and she had to remain calm and let this woman vent a little. She did hope that Donna appreciated her setting her free.
“You ARE sorry! You are a sorry excuse for a woman! You are a sorry excuse for a human being! ARGH!!!!! YOU FAILED ME AND MY FAMILY!!!” Donna yelled. After that ordeal, she felt violated. Her home was broken into, and she was tied up and forced to give up valuables or be tortured. She kept thinking that the entire reason Becky was even in her home was to prevent anything bad happening to the valuables or her. Becky was physically larger than that thief, yet the diminutive criminal easily toppled Becky and completely embarrassed her. Now she wanted to express her deep anger. “I WAS ABOUT TO BE TORTURED BECAUSE OF YOUR FAILURE!!!” she yelled.
Becky could tell Donna was now in a rage. She didn’t seem too sad anymore and was starting to be insulting. She already felt terrible that she didn’t stop the thief, but now Donna was not being nice. She was tortured and embarrassed, but the only thing on Donna’s mind was her own well-being. She wasn’t even tortured and now she was getting blamed for revealing the jewels. “Hey, I am sorry. Ya don’t have to yell at me.” she said in a soft voice.
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? ARE YOU STUPID? I AM GOING TO YELL AT YOU!!! YOU ARE A……..FAILURE!!!!!!!!!” Donna said in a very loud and angry voice. The pain of the ordeal was really amplifying her emotions, and she wanted to express them. She looked at Becky’s face and could see that she was sad. It didn’t even matter to her. Becky was not on her level, and she felt superior to her. “Get out of my house!!! GO!! NOW!!!” she yelled.
“But I have to protect ya. I am supposed to stay the night, remember?” Becky reminded her. Her assignment was to stay overnight to make sure Donna was safe. She did realize the irony in that thought because they were literally attacked moments ago, and the jewels were gone.
Donna’s mouth was wide open with shock. She heard Becky say she was supposed to stay overnight and protect her, that really set her off. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? You were supposed to protect me, huh? HOW DID THAT WORK OUT?! Huh? I am obviously not protected!!! You let that thief come in here and you get yourself tied up! That tiny person then tickled you and you couldn’t do anything but laugh. They even exposed your body! I-I saw your breasts! I saw your butt! I even saw your….you know what! Look at you now! I can even see those big feet of yours!” she yelled.
Becky looked down at her toes and wiggled them. It was a reminder of what happened and could tell Donna was very upset. She then started to look for her socks. She wanted to put them back on and then her boots. “Have ya seen muh socks?” she asked.
“That thief took them!!! You, Becky Lockhart, are the most INEPT, IDIOTIC AND TALENTLESS DEPUTY I have ever seen!!! ONE JOB!! YOU FAILED AT YOUR ONE JOB!!!” Donna yelled. She really wanted to tear into Becky so she could forget who she folded so easily to the thief. She felt her blood boiling and wanted to take out everything on Becky. “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!! GO!!! YOU FAILED AND I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE ANYMORE! I am obviously safe now. The valuables are gone! I despise you right now, Becky Lockhart. Rest assured; your Sheriff will hear about this. GO!!!!” she screamed, then pointed towards the door.
Becky heard those very strong insults, and she felt terrible. Even though she was not happy Donna called her names, she did understand that her own failure at stopping a thief who was much smaller than her physically made all of this happen. She felt really sad at the moment and knew it would be better if she did leave. She then located her empty boots and picked them up. She looked at Donna again, who still had her finger pointing towards the door of the room. She sighed, then headed out the door. The thief humiliated her and now Donna was doing the same. She slowly made her way down the wooden stairs, her barefeet touching that hardwood. Once she got to the bottom of the stairs, she started to put her boots back on. They felt strange because she wasn’t wearing socks, but at least she didn’t have to walk home barefoot. Becky looked up the stairs and saw Donna standing there with a very angry look on her face. She lowered her head and walked out the front door. It was going to be a long walk home, and she felt crushed that she failed her assignment miserably. She knew the ramifications of this night had just begun.
NEXT DAY
Becky sat at her desk in the Sheriff’s station looking over papers. She felt so tired because she did not sleep at all. It was very early in the morning, and she was the first one at the Station. She just could not get the thought of what happened the previous night out of her mind. That tiny thief managed to defeat her rather easily and she paid the price. She also remembered the indignity of having that pen with a feather propped up against her rear end as a tail. Whoever that thief was, they definitely got the best of her. She then looked up and saw some of the male deputies coming in for the start of their shift. She took a deep breath and knew she had to maintain her composure. She could not let them know what happened to her. She then saw Sheriff Dickerson come in and he went to his office. She was definitely afraid of talking to him because surely, he would ask how the assignment went.
"Hey Becky!!! You are here already? I figured you and your new best friend, Donna Prescott, would be having breakfast together. You know, you would be sipping tea with your pinky finger extended and talking about whatever the hell that woman talks about. Hahahaha” deputy George joked.
“Haha yeah, I didn’t want to have breakfast with her. I just wanted to come into work.” she replied, hoping to avoid talking about the assignment.
“That woman has one BIG STICK up her ass! Always going around telling people how to live their lives. I am so glad I wasn’t there. There is no way I could be in the same room with that witch!” Deputy George continued. He continued to insult Donna and then his eyes went wide. He saw someone coming into the Sheriff’s station and he was stunned. “Well, speak of the devil. There she is!” he told her.
Becky looked over and saw a very determined look on Donna’s face. She looked very upset, and she was headed right for Sheriff Dickerson’s office. She already knew what it was about, and she felt incredible shame. “Yeah, there she is…..” she said quietly.
Donna made it to Sheriff Dickerson office and pounded on his door. She was very upset and had to give him a piece of her mind. She felt violated over the events of the previous night. She wanted to berate Sheriff Dickerson for even allowing Becky to come into her home and get tortured. She banged on the door again. “SHERIFF?! LET ME IN! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW!” she demanded.
“Come in…..” Sheriff Dickerson calmly responded. He could tell by the tone of Donna’s voice that she was very upset, and it probably would be something about Becky. He hoped it wasn’t anything serious. He knew this woman could be very demeaning over any little thing. He wondered if Becky walked into her home with dirty boots and got her rugs dirty. That would fit Donna’s personality to go complain. He took a deep breath and saw her walk in. He watched as she stormed towards the chair in front of his desk and watched her sit down. “What can I do for you today, Ms. Prescott?” he asked.
Becky felt extremely nervous as she wondered what Donna had to be telling Sheriff Dickerson. She had a feeling Donna was telling him that she was captured by a thief and failed to protect her. What really concerned her was that she wondered if Donna was going to tell the Sheriff what happened to her when she was tied up. She prayed Donna did not tell the good Sheriff how she was tickle tortured. That would be the most embarrassing moment of her life. All the tickle torture she experienced in life, no one really knew except a few people. Her face turned red, and she kept fidgeting in her seat. She could feel herself starting to perspire. Then she saw Deputy George head her way.
“Hey Becky, the Sheriff wants to see you.” Deputy George told her.
Becky gulped because she knew she had to confront Donna and the Sheriff. She already knew she was in trouble and now she had to face the music. She got up from her desk and made her way towards the office. It seemed like every step she took; it felt like she weighed a thousand pounds. Her heart was beating rapidly and her palms got really sweaty. She arrived at the office and gently knocked. Once she heard the words for her to come in, she opened the door and walked inside. She felt herself trembling with fear when she walked in. She saw Donna sitting in that chair in front of Sheriff Dickerson’s desk and she looked really angry. Then she saw the Sheriff leaning forward at his desk and he was staring right at her. “S-Sheriff? Ya needed to see me?” she asked nervously.
“Yes, have a seat, Becky.” the Sheriff told her. He saw Becky sitting down and he could already tell she was scared out of her mind. He wanted to get to the bottom of everything since Donna laid into him about what took place at the Prescott home. He wanted to hear Becky’s side of the story. “Becky, Ms. Prescott her says that last night was a terrible night. She told me that a thief broke into her home and captured you. Then she was forced to give up her jewelry, including that very rare ruby that Mr. Prescott had. Is this true?” he asked her.
Beckly began to blush when she heard his words. The Sheriff was a great man, but he was also very intimidating. She looked over at Donna who had a very angry look on her face, then she looked back at the Sherriff. This was the moment of truth. She knew she could not lie to the Sheriff, and she swallowed hard. “Yes….it is true. There was a thief that got inside the house and she, um, kinda captured me. I was tied up and Donna was too.” she said in a very soft voice.
“KIND OF captured you? KIND OF??? You were captured because you slipped on the rug!! PURE INCOMPETENCE, SHERIFF!!!” Donna screamed. She felt herself getting very angry and she wanted to berate Becky as much as possible in front of her boss. She really was disgusted with her and wanted her to suffer. “Because of her failure to protect me, my father’s precious jewels are gone! My life was threatened, and all this deputy did was get herself captured! What kind of deputies do you have? She is a total MORON and, and….” she huffed.
“Ms. Prescott, Becky is not a deputy. She is an apprentice. So, let’s not be too hard on her. It is unfortunate that your valuables were stolen. We will do everything we can to try and…” Sheriff Dickerson tried to say before he was interrupted.
“I don’t care if she is an apprentice! Her ONE JOB was to protect me! SHE FAILED MISERABLY!!! I had to confess where the jewels were, or the thief would torture me. Meanwhile, this miserable woman was tied up and helpless to stop it!” Donna screamed. She could see how scared Becky was and it made her feel better inside knowing she was getting the best of her. Her anger still continued to rise, and she wanted to embarrass Becky. “In fact, she is SO INCOMPETENT, I want her FIRED!!!! FIRE HER RIGHT NOW!!!” she demanded.
Becky gasped as she heard Donna’s request. The woman demanded that she lose her job, and she felt her emotions starting to get going. This was her dream job. She was so close to becoming a deputy and now that dream could be ruined all because of the tickling thief. “Ya wanna see me fired?” she asked.
Donna heard Becky’s soft voice, and she had an evil look on her face. “YES!!! I want her fired!! She is worthless, Sheriff! WORTHLESS!!” Donna yelled. She wanted to make Becky pay for failure and she lost her valuables. She felt that because the Prescott family had money and some influence with the mayor of Plotsville, she could ruin Becky’s life.
Becky felt her eyes starting to water and she had to fight off the urge to cry. She could tell how serious Donna was and knew she had influence in town. She could see her dream slipping away and it made her extremely sad. She lowered her head in shame and expected the Sheriff to fire her right on the spot. “I’m sorry, Sheriff. I really am….” she said with her voice starting to quiver.
Sheriff Dickerson watched as Donna yelled at Becky. He knew her failure cost the Prescott family a fortune, but he felt bad for Becky. He already knew she tried her best and something must have gone wrong for her to be captured. “I have heard your request, Ms. Prescott. I am not going to fire Becky. I am sure she feels horrible for not doing her assignment, but she will not lose her job. I will do my best to find this thief and get those jewels back. You have my word.” he told Donna.
Donna was stunned when she heard the Sheriff was not going to fire Becky. That really got her upset because he was defying her wishes. She felt her blood boiling and she wanted to scream. She then tried to calm herself because she did not want to lose her “dignified” demeanor and completely lose it. She realized she would have to go above Sheriff Dickerson’s head to get rid of Becky. She stood up from her chair and stuck her nose in the air. “Well, I can’t believe you turned me down! She should be fired immediately! I guess I just have to go about it a different way. You have not heard the last of this. One way or another, that miserable woman will be fired! Good day! Hmph!!!” she said in a huff, then stormed out of the office.
Becky watched as Donna left the office in a huff. She knew Donna was blistering mad and she felt so guilty. She hung her head in shame and tried to prevent herself from crying. “I am really sorry, Sheriff. I really am. I feel terrible for what happened.” she said softly.
“What did happen? She told me you were tied up and watched as the thief was about to torture her somehow. She gave up the jewels before anything terrible happened to her. I am glad you weren’t tortured. If you were tied up, anything could have happened.” Sheriff Dickerson asked. He felt bad for Becky and wanted to try and comfort her.
Becky lifted her head in surprise. Somehow, Donna did not tell the Sheriff what happened to her when she was tied up. It appeared the Sheriff was not told about her getting tickle tortured. She wondered why Donna didn’t tell him about that because she seemed to relish trying to embarrass her. Whatever the reason, she was happy that the Sheriff did not know about that embarrassing ordeal. “It was just like that. I tried to go after the thief, but I slipped on the rug and before I knew it, I was all tied up. I feel horrible. I am so sorry I failed ya.” she told him.
“I understand. I know we haven’t heard the last from her, but I am glad you are ok. Bad things could have happened to you when you were tied up. I am glad you are safe now. We do need to find this thief. That thief has assaulted many women in this town, and it is getting serious. I can’t wait for Darby to get back on full duty. I know her guests are here, but I need her back. Ok, Becky, you are dismissed. Try to stay strong. We will figure this out.” Sheriff Dickerson told her. He was getting frustrated that eight women had now been accosted by this thief. He wanted his best deputy on the case and couldn’t wait for Darby to return.
Becky stood up from her chair and saluted the Sheriff. She was really grateful that he was supporting her instead of firing her. She walked out of the office and headed back to her desk. The day was still early and there was work to do. She also wanted a moment for herself. It was such an emotional time for her, and she wanted to figure out her feelings at this moment. She made it back to her desk and put her face in her hands. She was desperately trying to avoid crying because she didn’t want all the other deputies to see her. “Why am I such a failure? I can’t believe I let that thief get me like that. I hope I am not fired soon. I-I can’t be fired. Not from here…” she told herself.
AFTERNOON
Darby walked into the Sheriff’s station and felt a little sad. Today was the day that La Diabla, Cheyenne and Molly were leaving. They were going to take the train down to Mexico and visit Bella, Veronica and Gabby. She truly enjoyed spending time with all of them, and especially that alone time with La Diabla. She wanted to find Becky, so she could bring her back to her house to say goodbye to the trio. She waved to a few of the deputies and then saw Becky at her desk. She saw her working on some paperwork, and she smiled. She always loved seeing Becky and now it was time to get her to go see their friends for the last time on this visit. “Hiya Becky!! Good to see you!” she said.
Becky looked up from her desk and saw her hero standing there. Seeing that cheery face helped lift her spirits a little and she smiled. “Darby!! So good to see ya! I have missed ya a lot. More than you know….” she told her.
“I am very happy to see you too. I came by because this is muh guests last day. They will be leaving in a few hours, so I wanted to come get you to say goodbye. They wanted to see you before they left. Ready to go?” Darby asked. She saw Becky’s face and even though she was smiling, she could see there was something bothering her. She knew Becky well enough to know when something was bothering her. “Hey, is something wrong?” she asked.
Becky heard that question and she wanted to cry at that moment. She really adored Darby and valued her as a friend and mentor. She figured she should talk to her about what happened and perhaps get some good advice from her. “Ya, there is something; that happened. There is somethin’ I want to tell ya.” she said in a shy voice.
Darby guided Becky to her office and closed the door. She watched her apprentice sit down and she had such a sad look on her face. She felt concerned for her and could tell she was very sad. She then listened as Becky told her what happened. She was surprised to learn that there was a thief breaking into women’s homes, tying them up and torturing them into giving up their valuable jewelry. She listened as Becky described how Mia was assaulted, which broke her heart. She was a bit relieved to know that Becky prevented Mia from suffering more, but then she heard about Donna Prescott. She heard Becky tell her what happened in the Prescott house. She gasped as she heard how Becky was tied up, and got tickle tortured. Darby felt nervous for Becky, because out of all people, she understood the trauma of being tickled more than anyone else. She could tell Becky was emotional when she heard how she had her private parts exposed. She heard how the thief threatened to torture Donna, only for the young Prescott to give up the jewels to avoid being tortured. She started to get emotional herself when she heard Donna came into the station earlier this morning and berated Becky in front of Sheriff Dickerson. She saw Becky on the verge of tears when she described how Donna wanted her fired from her job. Darby started to get emotional because Becky was so sad. She was again grateful to the Sheriff who refused to fire Becky, but she understood why Becky was so sad. She knew how badly she wanted to be a deputy, and this was another mistake she made. She knew she had to comfort her apprentice and keep her motivated. “Becky, that sounds awful! You must feel sick to your stomach after all of that.” she told her.
“Yeah….I messed up, Darby. I really messed up. Donna said she will try to get me fired. I don’t want to get fired. I like muh job here. Why did I have to be so ticklish? That thief really got me good. I felt so helpless, and now Donna hates me.” Becky responded. She felt a little better talking to Darby about her ordeal. She knew her mentor would understand what she went through since Darby was tortured several times herself. She remembered how they both were tortured in that barn at the hands of Sabrina and Babs. She wiped her eyes and wanted to put on a strong face.
“Becky, listen. I know this hurts and I can understand why you feel so sad. You did your best. The thief got the upper hand. You know I know how horrible and embarrassing it is to be tortured like that. Here is the bright side. You prevented Mia from suffering even more. Even though the thief got you, it prevented Donna from suffering the same fate. I know Donna is a handful, but she wasn’t tortured. She didn’t have to endure what we both had endured. She is mad now, and she will always be a pain. I want you to know that the Sheriff and I support you 100%. You are so brave. We need you here and I will do muh best to make sure you stay here.” Darby told her, trying to reassure her. She heard about Donna Prescott because of the constant situations she caused around town. She had yet to meet her but looked forward to doing so. No one was going to make her apprentice feel terrible. She wanted to keep Becky’s confidence up because she had a feeling that one day, she would need this young woman to do something brave in the line of duty. “As for this mysterious thief, I will look into it muhself. She attacked you. She attacked Mia. She attacked several women in this town, and she will not get away with it. Are you sure it is a woman?” she asked.
“Yeah, it could be a small man, but her body is very agile. The hands are very small, and the voice is feminine. I wish I knew who it was. I want to arrest her so badly.” Becky responded. She started to feel love for Darby because her mentor was trying to make her feel so much better. She also felt excited that she and Darby would go after this thief. That got her to smile a little knowing Darby was going to help her. If there was anyone that could bring down that thief, it was Deputy Darby Reeves!
“And you will. I have full confidence it will be done. Oh, leave Donna Prescott to me. She is not going to yell at ya and get away with it. I will have to pay her a visit too.” Darby told her. She then thought of something to help make Becky happy again. She remembered the reason she showed up and wanted to tell her apprentice. “Hey, Cheyenne, Molly and….well…..they are going to leave in a few hours. Come with me to say goodbye. They requested to see you before they left.” she told her.
“Really? How nice of them! Yeah, let’s go. Plus, I want to get away from this place for a bit. Donna really hurt muh feelings, and I need to be around good people. Let’s go!” Becky said. She then got up from her chair and followed Darby out of her office. She followed Darby out of the station after saying goodbye to the Sheriff and they were headed to Darby’s horse. She loved riding on Darby’s horse. It was a strong one that moved pretty fast. She felt her pigtails flying in the air and she felt better. She knew she had to deal with Donna, but at least her hero was there to make her feel better. She saw Darby’s house approaching and when the horse slowed down, she got excited. She really liked Cheyenne, Molly and La Diabla. She was going to miss them and hoped they enjoyed the rest of their vacation. She wanted to get Donna out of her mind and just enjoy them. Then as she walked towards the house, she remembered something. “Oh muh goodness! I almost forgot!” she said.
“What is it? What did you forget?” Darby asked as she walked towards the back door of her house. She looked over at Becky and saw her smack her forehead with her palm.
“I was supposed to take Cheyenne and Molly to Gertrude’s house! They haven’t seen her yet. I was so wrapped up in Donna and the ticklin’ thief, that it didn’t cross muh mind.” Becky said. She was supposed to take Cheyenne and Molly to visit Gertrude. They enjoyed Gertrude at Phoebe’s house, and she hoped she could take them there.
“Ah yes, they haven’t gone to Gertrude’s house.” Darby recalled. Then, a thought came to her mind. She remembered what happens at Gertrude’s house and wondered if poor Cheyenne or Molly would get their feet tickled. Then another thought crossed her mind. She couldn’t believe she was thinking about this, but it sounded like such a fun idea. She wanted La Diabla to go visit Gertrude’s house! That would be such an interesting sight. She felt a bit devious thinking about having her lover get her feet tickled by the master of foot tickling. It would be such a hilarious sight to see. She had to somehow get La Diabla there so it would be the memory of a lifetime. Plus, she wanted a little revenge against the outlaw for tickling her feet during their alone time. Now, it was time to put the plan into motion. “Hey, why don’t you take them there? It would give me one last chance to spend some time with Salem. Then, I will bring her there! She is in her disguise, so I think we will be safe. Think about it, Becky. Salem at Gertrude’s house. Hehehe it would be a GREAT memory!” she smiled.
Becky saw the smile on Darby’s face and when she heard what the plan was, she started to giggle. She definitely knew what happened when someone shows up at Gertrude’s house. The image of La Diabla showing up and getting her feet tickled seemed really exciting. She heard the outlaw was indeed very ticklish, but she had never seen it. It would be the memory of a lifetime! “Yeah, I like that plan! Ok, I will take Cheyenne and Molly there first. Then ya show up with her and…..wow. This will be something to see!” she said.
“Ok, let’s go inside and talk to them about visiting Gertrude. I will convince Salem to go there with me in about an hour. Becky, this will be the best thing ever!! Hehehehe” Darby giggled as she thought about La Diabla laughing her head off while her sensitive feet were tickled. She then opened her back door and went inside. She saw the trio sitting in her living room and they looked like they were having a great conversation. “Hey! I am back. Look who I brought with me!” she told them.
“Becky!!!! You are here!!!” Cheyenne shouted and then stood up. She went to Becky and gave her a hug. She really appreciated the time she spent with Becky while they went on the tour of Plotsville. She liked Becky’s free spirit and her funny personality. She still remembered how out of balance she was when Rita at the burlesque show flirted with her.
“So good to see ya too, Cheyenne! I hope all of ya had a great time. I hear ya are about to leave for Mexico soon. But, before ya go, ya have to come with me to go visit Gertrude. We haven’t seen her yet.” Becky responded. She felt a little giddy inside because Darby’s plan was going to be fun.
“Yes, let’s go see Gertrude!! She is such a nice lady! You want to go, Molly?” Cheyenne asked. She liked Gertrude when she talked to her at Phoebe’s mansion. She really loved having new friends and she just couldn’t leave for Mexico yet without seeing Gertrude.
“Yes, let’s go! We have a few hours, so let’s go see her. She is really nice.” Molly responded. She adored meeting Gertrude and all the women at Phoebe’s house. She was also very excited about going to Mexico as well.
“Then, let’s go!” Becky said with excitement. She saw both Cheyenne and Molly standing and looking ready to go. She looked over at La Diabla and smiled. She started to imagine that very dangerous, yet very sweet woman, having her feet tickled. It was going to be something to see. “I will bring them back soon. It is always good to see ya, La Diabla!” she told her.
“Good to see you too, Becky. I hope they both have fun. Tell Gertrude, I said hello.” La Diabla replied. She was happy that Cheyenne and Molly were excited to go see Gertrude. She knew it was too risky for her to go, and it was another chance to spend some alone time with Darby one last time before she went to Mexico.
“Ok, see ya both really soon! Hehehe:” Becky said, as she then left the house with Cheyenne and Molly following her. She started to chat with them and heard about the fun they had in Plotsville. She was proud that she was able to keep them entertained. It also took the thought of Donna Prescott out of her mind. She needed this break and be around people who truly liked her.
Darby saw the trio leave her home, and then she saw La Diabla. She was dressed in her disguise, which consisted of the tribal clothing from the Elu tribe. She didn’t have the face paint on yet, but that would happen right before they left. She still found her incredibly beautiful and wished they could have sex one more time. It would have to wait because she had to somehow get La Diabla to Gertrude’s house. “I am so sad that all of you are leaving me. I had such a great time with them, and you know, especially with you. I love you, Salem. This was perhaps one of the best times I had with you. Because we got to be together for a few days. Normally, some wild adventure happens, and we end up having a brief time together.” she told her.
“I know. It was really nice to spend some alone time with you, and to be around you for a few days. I think it is the longest time we have spent with one another and NOT having to bring down some evil bitch trying to torture the both of us. Hehehe” La Diabla laughed. She saw Darby staring at her and she wanted to kiss her. She knew she would see Bella, Gabby and Veronica soon, but this was the best part of her trip. She would always remember this moment. “Kiss me. Kiss me now. Kiss me hard. Hehehe” she told her.
Becky arrived at Gertrude’s house, and she felt a little nervous. Knowing what could possibly happen inside that house seemed exciting, especially if they could get La Diabla to be there. She saw the smiles on both Cheyenne and Molly’s faces, and she wondered if Gertrude would try to get one of them. She knew she needed this kind of moment. After her day went horrible, seeing someone getting tickled and not her was something very worthwhile. “Ok muh friends, here we are!” she told them.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but smile once they arrived at Gertrude’s home. She enjoyed every last bit of Plotsville and now she was going to see the home of someone else. She followed Becky up to the porch of the house and saw her knock on the door. She heard the door opening and once it did, she saw Gertrude standing there. She started to smile and hoped this would be a great surprise for Gertrude.
“Hi Becky!!! So good to see you!!! Thanks for stopping by! What can I do for you? Would you like to come in and…..relax?” Gertrude said with a huge smile. She wasn’t expecting any company this evening, but since Becky was here, she might as well enjoy herself. Her mind immediately started to think Becky needed to relax. She could see the look on her face. Even though she was smiling, she sensed something was off about her and she wanted to help.
“Um, yeah. Hehe I wanted to relax a bit. I have a surprise for ya! Look who is here…” Becky said, then motioned her hand towards Cheyenne and Molly. She heard Gertrude’s words and that made her curl her toes in her boots. She knew Gertrude probably wanted to tickle her feet and was very happy she wasn’t alone.
Gertrude looked over to her right and saw Cheyenne and Molly standing there. That brought a very large smile to her face because she adored those two young ladies. They were very nice to her at Phoebe’s house and they had some really good conversation. “Oh my goodness!!! Can it be? Well hello, Cheyenne!! Hello Molly!! You are here in Plotsville!! Oh, I am so rude, COME IN, COME IN!!!” she said with excitement as she opened the door.
Cheyenne followed Molly inside and when she got inside, she saw how cozy the home looked. She saw all the decorations on the walls and the nice rug on the floor. It was a smaller house, but she found it very cozy. It was warm inside, and she could even smell food. “It is so good to see you, Gertrude!! I love your home!” she said, then gave the older woman a hug.
Gertrude felt that strong hug and it made her so happy. The thing she discovered about Cheyenne at Phoebe’s house was how warm and loving Cheyenne’s hugs were. This young lady was full of love, and she adored her. She then released the hug and stared at Cheyenne’s pretty face. Her eyes then darted down to those small feet hiding inside the moccasins. “Oh Cheyenne, aren’t you always the sweetest? Thank you. How are you, Molly?” she asked.
“I am good! I must say, Plotsville is such a great town. We saw so much! I like your house! It is so cute!” Molly told her, then she gave Gertrude a hug as well.
Gertrude felt love inside her heart as she hugged both of these young ladies. She saw that beautiful smile on Molly’s face, and she adored her. Her eyes then darted down and saw her small feet inside her black leather shoes. She then turned towards Becky. “Thank you for bringing them! Now, how about I give you guys some of my delicious cake? So, sit down. Find a seat and I will be right back!” she told all of them.
Becky wanted to giggle away because she loved cake, but also knew Gertrude was in a tickling mood. She saw how she looked down at Cheyenne and Molly’s feet. She also caught Gertrude looking at her feet. She definitely didn’t want to be tickled today after that ordeal at Donna’s home. She watched Molly go to a chair in the living room and Cheyenne made her way to the couch. That made her eyes widened because that was the place Gertrude loved having her ticklish victims. She wondered if Gertrude would try and tickle Cheyenne. She wanted to be entertained and that could happen. As she made her way to a chair for herself, she wondered what would happen when La Diabla showed up. She saw Gertrude coming back into the room, trying to balance three plates. She walked over to Gertrude to help her. “Here, let me help ya. The cake looks delicious.” she said.
“Thank you! It is a fresh cake, just made today! Hehe” Gertrude said. She then started to head towards the ladies and saw that it was Cheyenne sitting on the couch. She wondered how Cheyenne would react if she tried to get to her feet. She looked at Becky and it seemed like she had a knowing face because she had this silly smile on her face. That made her giggle because Becky must have wanted to see someone else get tickled for a change. She then handed the plates to Molly and Cheyenne since Becky took her own plate. She sat down on the couch next to Cheyenne on her right. This was the prime spot for her and now she started to get excited. She hoped little Cheyenne was ticklish on her feet. Her eyes looked at those moccasins and wondered what those small feet looked like. She tickled small feet before, but those looked smaller. She then watched as they each took bites out of the cake. “Well, how do you like it?” she asked.
“This is really good!! Mmmmmmm” Cheyenne said as she took a bite out of the cake. It was a rich chocolate cake, and the taste exploded on her tastebuds. Ever since she went to school, she had tried foods she never really had before, and cake was one of them. Her tribe made a cake of sorts, but they never had anything the English folks had. She took a few more bites and she really loved it. She looked over at Molly who seemed to be in heaven. She saw how with each bite, she would close her eyes. “Hehehe do you like the cake, Molly?” she asked with a smile.
“Yes!!! This is a very delicious cake. I love it!” Molly replied as she took another bite. This kind of chocolate exploded on her taste buds, and she savored the taste. She wanted to remember to write down the experience in her travel journal. She saw Gertrude smiling at them, but she noticed she kept looking downwards. She didn’t think much of it, but it seemed weird that Gertrude kept looking towards the floor near Cheyenne’s feet.
Gertrude felt her heart flutter when she heard the compliments. She loved it when people enjoyed her baked goods. Once the ladies were finished, she saw Becky looking at her with a guilty smile and knew that young apprentice was looking forward to something. She engaged in small talk with Cheyenne and Molly and heard that they visited all the different places in Plotsville. She was surprised they visited the burlesque show and The Thirsty Cowboy. She heard how they walked everywhere and even though they were tired, they enjoyed every moment of it. She also heard that they stayed at Darby’s house and was pleasantly surprised that La Diabla herself was in town, hiding in Darby’s house. She understood why La Diabla wasn’t here now, but hoped she could somehow see her before she left. It was still surreal to her that she was friends with the outlaw who once terrorized this same town. “I hope I get to see her. She is such an amazing lady. Hehehe So, you guys all walked around a lot. Are you tired?” she asked.
“A little. It was a lot of walking, but worth it all. I really like this town. It seems so friendly. We got to rest a bit, but we did do a lot of walking.” Cheyenne responded. She also hoped that La Diabla could come visit this house. She wished she didn’t have to hide everywhere she went. There was some hope because once they were in Mexico, La Diabla could probably roam around. The only town she couldn’t visit was Ciudad De Zopilote. The town of the Montenegros and the same town where she met the famous outlaw.
“I bet! Yes, Plotsville is getting bigger, so there is a lot of expansion. It also means a lot of walking. Hehehe That can be….tiring.” Gertrude said. She felt a jolt of excitement in her body because that was the perfect setup for her next move. She wanted to play with Cheyenne and thought it would be a great addition to the many women whose feet she got to play with. She also decided she would go easy on those feet since Cheyenne was an out-of-town guest. She leaned forward on the couch and placed her hands on her lap. She glanced over at Becky, and she looked eager. That made her smile. “You poor things. There is a lot of walking to be done. I do have something that will help relax you. Do you want to see?” she asked, looking at Cheyenne.
Cheyenne could see the smile on Gertrude’s face and could feel her energy. She seemed really excited at the moment and was curious. She did do a lot of walking and if there was something Gertrude could do to help her relax, she wanted to experience it. This vacation was all about having experiences. She also started to think about her own relaxation technique she learned from her tribe. “Sure! What will you do?” she asked innocently.
“Now, it might seem a little different at first, but I want you to just let yourself go and enjoy the moment. Ok?” Gertrude asked. She felt herself starting to salivate as her chance to play with new feet had arrived. She liked tickling Darby, Mandy, Mia and Becky’s feet often, but whenever she got “new” feet, it was always the best thrill. She then leaned down and gently grabbed Cheynne’s left ankle and slowly moved it upwards. She could feel Cheyenne’s body moving towards the arm of the couch and she was getting in position. She placed the small foot in her lap, and she almost laughed in sheer excitement. She then reached down and took the right ankle and brought that foot up into her lap. She noticed Cheyenne still held onto her cake plate and that made her smile. “There we go!” she said with enthusiasm.
Cheyenne was surprised when Gertrude grabbed her left ankle and moved her foot into her lap. She remembered Gertrude said for her to let herself go and she was also very curious. When her right foot got into the lap, she wondered if Gertrude was going to do the same technique that she knew and could do. She saw the look on Gertrude’s face, and she looked really excited. She wiggled her feet for a moment and took another bite out of the cake. It really was a delicious cake and then she felt Gertrude’s hands on her moccasins. “hehe what are you going to show me? You wanted my feet in your lap?” she asked.
“Yes! I wanted to make you more comfortable. It is all part of relaxation. Thank you for allowing me this opportunity to relax you. I know your poor little feet must be tired and I want to help soothe them.” Gertrude said, then placed her hand on the moccasin and started to tug at the heel of the left shoe. The shoe easily came off the heel and she was so close to exposing Cheyenne’s feet. “Just trust me….” she said with a very toothy grin.
Cheyenne watched as she saw Gertrude starting to take off her moccasin. She saw the smile on her face and she thought it was cute. The shoe came off her heel the slid right off her foot, exposing her toes. She wiggled them a little and thought it was amusing this was taking place. She wondered if Gertrude knew about the same technique she used on others. “Hehehe you wanted to see my feet?” she asked.
Gertrude’s eyes went wide when she saw that tiny barefoot. The size 6 foot was absolutely adorable to her. She saw how thick the sole was. She moved her head back a little so she could stare at the sole. It had tanned skin, a little wide and had many wrinkles. The toes were so pudgy and adorable. They resembled tiny pebbles. She then moved her hand towards the right foot and slowly pulled the moccasin off. Now, both feet were exposed, and she felt her heart beating faster. She really liked these little feet and couldn’t wait to touch them. She placed Cheyenne’s moccasins on the floor next to the couch and gave the tops of the feet a gentle pat. “You have some really cute feet, Cheyenne! So tiny! Hehehe” she giggled.
Becky watched with great anticipation when she saw those moccasins come off and now Cheyenne’s barefeet were exposed. She thought the little feet were very cute and wondered how ticklish they would be. She was very grateful that it wasn’t her feet being examined right now. There were several occasions when she visited this home, she ended up barefoot and laughing herself silly. She looked at Gertrude’s face and she recognized it. She could see the tickling excitement on the face and wanted to see what happened next as she took another bite out of her cake.
“Hehehe thank you. Yes, my feet are really small. Are you going to relax my feet? You don’t have to. I am fine. They don’t ache now.” Cheyenne said to Gertrude. She thought Gertrude was such a nice woman for doing this. She loved doing the technique to others and knowing Gertrude would do something like that made her adore her.
“Nonsense! You need to relax and feel good. Now, just hold still, I want to test something.” Gertrude said, then slowly stroked the tip of her index finger from the heel, through the arch and off the ball of the foot. She immediately felt the foot twitch and those cute little toes were curling. Her adrenaline spiked because she recognized how ticklish the foot was. “Hehehe does that tickle?” she asked.
“Hehehee yes!!! You have to be careful. I am really ticklish on my feet!” Cheyenne responded. She felt that finger slid up her foot and the ticklish reactions felt strong. The stroke wasn’t a hard one, but it still tickled her a lot. Her feet were feeling very sensitive and when they came out of her moccasins, they were usually very warm and ticklish.
“Hehehe how cute! Ticklish feet are good to have! It lets all of us know you are alive. Haha” Gertrude joked, then started to flutter her fingers up and down that sole. She felt the foot starting to move away, and she used her right hand to grab that left ankle to hold the foot still. She wanted to play with Cheyenne a little, then tickle her really good. She wasn’t planning on going too hard, but enough to get this very cute woman squirming and laughing her head off. “Hehehe tickle tickle tickle” she teased.
Cheyenne felt those fingers moving a bit faster on her foot and when her ankle was grabbed, she realized Gertrude was tickling her on purpose. She made her lean further back against the armrest of the couch and she felt those sensations flowing right through her body. She saw the look on Gertrude’s face and saw that mischievous smile. “Hehehehe you’re tickling me! hehehehehe Gertrude!! It tickles!!!” she laughed.
Molly couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Gertrude tickling Cheyenne’s foot. It seemed so funny watching that older woman tickling her best friend. She heard that very cute laughter and she enjoyed this little show. Anytime she saw Cheyenne getting tickled, it amused her a lot. She loved it when she and Ann tickled poor Cheyenne during the last night at school. She loved helping Darby tickle Cheyenne at Phoebe’s mansion. Now, she was watching yet another person tickling Cheyenne. She loved how ticklish she was and was glad it wasn’t her own feet getting tickled.
“Hehehe yes, I am tickling you! Your feet are just too cute to not tickle!” Gertrude teased as her fingers swirled in the arch area. The foot was nearly a flat foot with the arch being low, but the skin there was still very delicate. She liked how warm and tender the skin was. She turned her head to the right and saw Cheyenne’s laughing face. She thought that smile was so cute. Cheyenne really was such a beautiful young lady and now that she knew she had ticklish feet, she wanted to tickle her forever. Her fingers then moved towards those tiny toes. She was curious about the reaction she would get.
Cheyenne continued to let out ticklish shrieks as she felt those fingers tickling the bottom of her foot. Her right foot was free, and she started to move it around. Her instinct was to start kicking, but she didn’t want to hurt Gertrude. She figured this was just a fun little game that was being played and hoped it wouldn’t last too long. If she kept getting tickled, she would be so exhausted and helpless. Then she felt the fingers lightly fluttering under her toes and she let out a loud ticklish shriek. “HAHAHAHAHAHA NOT MY TOES!!!!” she roared.
Gertrude’s body started to fill with ticklish lust when she heard that reaction. Those tiny toes were so ticklish. She saw Cheyenne’s body starting to contort and knew she was breaking down already. That meant she was really ticklish, and she had to slow down. She had no intention of torturing Cheyenne, and now it was time to let her breathe a bit. She gently placed her left palm against the sole and rested it there. “Hehehe you really are ticklish on your feet. Are you ok, my dear?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt some relief after the fingers left her toes. She could still feel residual ticklish feelings but was grateful the tickling stopped. She looked over at Gertrude and the smile on the face amazed her. She could tell that woman truly enjoyed tickling her. “hehehehe yes, I am ok. That really tickled. My toes are really bad. I hope I didn’t kick you or anything.” she told her.
“You did not. Hehehe If you did, I would understand. Your feet are so very…..tickly! hehehe I love the sound of your laughter.” Gertrude replied. She could see Cheyenne starting to fan herself with her hand and then looked at the right foot. She just had to see if that foot was just as responsive. She licked her lips as she thought about tickling that other foot.
“Hehehe Cheyenne, you sound so funny! I love it when you laugh!” Molly joked. She really enjoyed watching Cheyenne squirm around a lot on the couch. She then saw her best friend shoot her a look and she just kept giggling.
“hehehe you know I am really ticklish!! Hey, how about you sit here and let her relax your feet?” Cheyenne shot back. She knew Molly was absolutely having a blast watching her get tickled. Her friend seemed to really enjoy whenever she was tickled. The thought of Molly laughing her head off was something she wanted to see. She started to think she had to get ticklish revenge on her one day.
“I am ok. Your feet are tired. I am just fine. Hehehe” Molly giggled back. She definitely did not want to be tickled at all.
“Hehehe that was great. I didn’t know ya were that ticklish, Cheyenne. So cute.” Becky giggled as she enjoyed watching Cheyenne get tickled. Then she remembered something else. She remembered Darby’s plan and it was time to tell Gertrude. “Hey, Darby will be here soon. I think she will try to bring La Diabla by. She might be tired too. Hehehe” she giggled.
Gertrude’s eyes lit up when she heard that Darby was coming over. It was also surprising to hear that La Diabla might visit as well. She would love to tickle both of them; however, La Diabla would be an amazing accomplishment. The thought of her tickling the feet of the infamous outlaw was something she never dreamed of. That thought of those feet in her hands set off an excitement she never felt before. It was as though La Diabla’s feet were the “forbidden feet” and tickling them would be the ultimate moment. “La Diabla might be coming over with Darby?” she asked with her voice sounding nervous.
“Yeah, Darby said she will try. It is risky, but she does want to bring her here. Can ya imagine how tired she is? Her poor feet might need some……relaxin’. Hehehe” Becky said with a grin.
Cheyenne put her hands to her mouth to hide her shock. If her own feet were tickled by Gertrude, she could only imagine if La Diabla was tickled. She liked that idea. She remembered how ticklish La Diabla’s feet were. To her knowledge, outside of the criminals they encountered, she was the only one to ever tickle La Diabla’s feet long enough. She remembered when she first took the outlaw to her room in Mexico and nursed her sore ankle. She applied her technique to the feet and discovered the outlaw was very sensitive on her feet. It was such a cute moment to see someone with her reputation laughing because of her feet being tickled. She asked La Diabla if Darby ever tickled her, but she never got a straight answer. She knew how bad Aleshanee wanted to really tickle those feet, but never got a good chance on her. Now, the prospect of La Diabla being in this house and getting tickled sounded very appealing. “I hope she does! Of course, she should visit to see Gertrude, but I think her feet need some relaxation too. Hehehe I think we all want to see her……relaxing.” she said with a sly smile.
Gertrude started to fan herself because her body temperature spiked with excitement. She could see Becky, Molly and Cheyenne all seemed excited as well. Tickling La Diabla’s feet would be the best moment in her foot tickling cravings. Darby’s large, pink soft feet were her greatest prize, but La Diabla would be even better. She then started to softly stroke her fingers up the right sole and felt the foot flinching. “I think she should come by. I think I need to touch her feet just like this…..hehehehe” she giggled as she listened to Cheyenne’s cute ticklish squeals.
Darby sat next to La Diabla on the couch and felt nervous. It was almost time for her friends to leave, and this was the last moment she was going to be alone with her for quite some time. In the back of her mind, she also had to get her to Gertrude’s house, so she could see the moment of a lifetime. She did love looking at the beautiful face. She could see that long black hair tied into a long ponytail. She thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. “Salem, I am really going to miss you. I really had a great time with you, and it will seem like forever before I see you again.” she told her.
“This has been a beautiful few days. I absolutely needed this. We don’t get to see each other much, so it was much deserved. I had fun with you at Phoebe’s house. We had some great sex here. I would fuck you again right now if it wasn’t for the fact we will be leaving soon. Haha” La Diabla responded with a smile.
“You know how to make a girl blush. Hehehe” Darby giggled. She loved the idea of having sex with the outlaw one more time, but time was almost over. She also started to feel nervous. She knew she had to get La Diabla to Gertrude’s house, so she could witness the event she thought could never happen. She grabbed La Diabla’s hand and kissed it. “You are adorable. It sounds a little weird saying that since when we first met, you tried to destroy me. hehehe We have come a LONG way and I love it. I wouldn’t change anything. Well, except for you torturing me. hehehe” she joked.
“Torturing you was and still is FUN!!! Hahahaha I am kidding. I wouldn’t change anything either. Our fates were determined by what happened. I am very grateful that I have got to know you. It is kind of weird that even though we love each other, we are not exactly an official couple. I wish I wasn’t under criminal prosecution, then I would stay in Plotsville and perhaps we could, you know, be a secret couple.” La Diabla told her. She knew that having an official relationship with the deputy wasn’t plausible because for her to be in one, she needed to be around that person a lot. The separation was driving her crazy, and she just couldn’t feel free.
“I know. I wish you weren’t a wanted woman. I am hoping somehow Sheriff Dickerson can find a way to have you pardoned. That way you could move closer to me. I don’t think you could live in Plotsville. Hehehe Too many people remember the days of El Guapo and his attacks.” Darby told her. She knew that even though La Diabla had changed since those criminal days with El Guapo, many townsfolk would not accept her. She wanted to be in a relationship with her but knew it couldn’t happen as long as La Diabla was on the run and in hiding. She kissed the hand again and smiled at her. “Speaking of citizens of Plotsville, there is one that DOES want to see you before you go. Remember Gertrude? She wants to see you before you go. I think it is late enough in the day that people are pretty much going home, so you won’t be recognized in your disguise. We will take muh horse over there, so we move fast. You should at least say hello to her. She also makes the best baked goods. Hahaha” she told her.
La Diabla felt nervous about what Darby told her. She agreed it was late enough in the day, but potentially being spotted frightened her. She would like to see Gertrude because she thought she was a nice woman, and everyone kept wanting her to visit her home. She saw the look on Darby’s face and saw her wanting this visit to happen. She figured she could give it a chance. “Ok, ok. I will go with you to see Gertrude. She is a fascinating woman. Very interesting to talk to. Are you sure I will be ok?” she asked.
“Yes, you will be safe. Gertrude wouldn’t harm a fly. She is such a sweet lady, who also wants to make you as comfortable and relaxed as possible. In fact, if she tells you she wants you to help you relax, just go with the flow. She is harmless and only wants to help.” Darby said with a smile. She felt her heart beating faster as she was doing her best to set up the scene to take place at Gertrude’s house. She really wanted to see this beautiful woman laughing her head off, or at least one tickle on her foot just to see it happen. “Besides, if I am caught with you, not only you would be in trouble, but I am going to jail too. Hehehe” she joked.
“Good point. Ok, ok. I guess we can go. Cheyenne and Molly are over there, so we might as well join the fun. You say she wants to relax me and feel comfortable? What will she do?” La Diabla asked. She wondered what Darby meant by “going with the flow” and her curiosity rose because everyone really seemed to want her to visit Gertrude.
“Nothing bad. She just likes to make guests comfortable. Her couch is really comfy, and she goes out of her way to make a guest feel good. I have been there before many times, and I can say that she does a good job of making you feel good.” Darby said, trying her best not to laugh. She had to maintain a straight face, so the outlaw wouldn’t become suspicious. She saw the smile on La Diabla’s face, and she knew she was able to set the trap. “You ready to go?” she asked.
“Sure, let’s go. I guess I need some relaxation from her. She is really nice, so let’s go have some fun.” La Diabla replied. She then stood up and followed Darby out the back door of the house. She took a deep breath because she hoped no one would recognize her and she felt tense. She started to think that by going to Gertrude’s house, she could relax because it meant she made it without being spotted. She got onto the back of Darby’s horse and wrapped her arms around Darby’s waist. The horse then started to take off and now she felt her nervousness increase. She wasn’t hiding in a carriage in Plotsville, she was in the open and prayed she would be ok.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA GERTRUDE!!!! THAT TICKLES!!!!” Cheyenne laughed as Gertrude was tickling her right foot at the moment. The fingers were under her little toes and the sensations were very strong. It was such a fun moment, but she started to laugh too hard. The fingers then left her toes, and she felt a bit of relief. She saw Gertrude smiling back at her and she giggled. “You really liked tickling my feet, didn’t you? hehehehe” she giggled.
“Yes!!! You have such a cute laugh, and your feet are absolutely adorable! I hope this made you feel better.” Gertrude told her. She slowed down her tickling because she saw how reactive Cheyenne was getting. She also had to calm herself because the opportunity of a lifetime could be happening shortly, and she didn’t want to keep going on Cheyenne. She wished she could spend more time with those cute, tiny feet, but she didn’t want to push Cheyenne too hard. She patted the tops of the feet and grinned. “Ok, I am done with your feet for now. Thank you for allowing me to have some fun with them. You are such an adorable young lady.” she told her.
Cheyenne felt those endorphins flowing throughout her body and she loved it. The tickling was driving her crazy, but it was such a playful time, and she enjoyed it. She slowly moved her bare feet off of Gertrude’s lap and wanted to put her moccasins back on. She saw Gertrude handing her the shoes and she put them back on, one at a time. “That was….whew…something else. My feet are so ticklish. Hehehe” she giggled.
“Yes, they are! Hehehee That was fun!” Molly said as she saw her friend trying to come back to reality after being tickled for a while. She loved the sound of Cheyenne’s laughter and seeing those feet get tickled was always a good time when they were playing around.
“I bet it was for you. It wasn’t your feet being tickled. Hehehee Hey, why don’t you let Gertrude have some fun with your feet? You should experience it too!” Cheyenne retorted. She wanted to see Molly laugh her head off and hoped it could happen. Her best friend at school seemed to really enjoy watching her get tickled and wanted some playful revenge.
“I am ok. I think you are good enough. Hehehe” Molly giggled, then started to blush.
“I think that would be a wonderful idea!!! You should come over her Molly and let me do my magic on you.” Gertrude requested. She loved the idea of tickling another pair of feet and Molly was smaller than in stature than Cheyenne. Those tiny feet of Molly would be a lot of fun. She then heard some footsteps on her front porch and then a knock. It was Darby and La Diabla! She felt a giddiness take over as this was the moment. This was the moment where she would tickle the greatest pair of feet she could imagine. To tickle an outlaw like La Diabla would be the feather in her tickle cap. “I think that is them! Ok, remember, act calm. We have to make sure La Diabla is very comfortable and then we can all enjoy!” she instructed the group.
“hehehe I will get the door.” Becky said. She then got up from her chair and headed towards the front door. She really loved watching Cheyenne get her feet tickled, but the thought of La Diabla laughing her head off was very exciting. She saw Cheyenne get off the couch and find another chair to sit in. She took a deep breath and then opened the door. She smiled when she saw her hero Darby and the infamous outlaw, La Diabla. “Hey Darby! Ya made it! Come on in!” she said with excitement.
Darby entered into the home and La Diabla followed her. She could feel the warmth inside the room, and she felt good. The horse ride over to this house was quick and they encountered no one walking on the roads. She wanted to get La Diabla into the house as quickly as possible. She looked around and saw plates of cake and she figured Gertrude delighted them with her very delicious cakes. “Hi Gertrude! So good to see ya!! And look who I brought….” she told her.
“Why Darby Reeves! It is always an honor to see you!!!” Gertrude said as she stood up from the couch and hugged the famous deputy. She always loved Darby in her home, and this was a special occasion. She then looked beyond Darby and saw La Diabla standing there. She was dressed in her tribal wear clothing and thought she looked really pretty. Her heart started to beat rapidly with excitement because this was the moment! “La Diabla! You made it! Welcome to my home! Come in, come in! Can I call you, Salem?” she asked, then hugged the outlaw.
“Yes, you can call me Salem. That is fine, my friend.” La Diabla said and felt that warm hug from Gertrude. She could tell Gertrude was very happy to see her and she did like the woman. The hug broke and she looked around the home. Darby’s home was pretty ordinary, but Gertrude’s living room was very decorative. The different paintings on the walls. The nice furniture and rug on the floor. She liked the couch and saw Cheyenne and Molly sitting in chairs. She noticed that Cheyenne’s face looked a little sweaty and that seemed a little strange. She brushed it off and then smiled at Gertrude. “Thank you for inviting me to your home. It is a lovely place.” she told her.
“Thank you!! I am so glad you could visit me here! I promise I will make you very comfortable here. Go have a seat on the couch over there, and I will be right back to bring you and Darby some of my famous cake!” Gertrude told her as she pointed to the empty spot on the couch where Cheyenne was just at. She then headed off into her kitchen to get some slices of cake and she couldn’t help but feel really giddy.
La Diabla made her way to the couch where Cheyenne once was and sat down. She leaned back against the back of the couch and watched as the others in the room were sitting. She saw they all had smiles on their faces and noticed Becky was staring at her a lot with a goofy grin. She always liked Becky because she was a silly woman. “Hello again, Becky.” she said with a small wave.
“It is always good to see ya! I am really happy ya made it here. I thought ya were going to stay at Darby’s house the entire time! Hehe” Becky smiled. She started to feel excited because she was going to have a show!
“Yeah, Darby over here convinced me to come visit and now I am here. It is a nice home. Now, I can say I have been inside two homes in Plotsville.” La Diabla replied. She started to think that socializing with others in Plotsville was a good thing. She was still very nervous about being spotted and wanted to get to the train station as soon as possible. “I hope to visit again soon enough, but you understand why I am a bit…..reluctant.” she told her.
“I know, Salem and I hope one day you can be free.” Darby interjected. She noticed Becky was also smiling really silly like and she prayed her apprentice didn’t tip off La Diabla over what was about to happen. She knew how talented and observant La Diabla was, and they needed to play this perfectly.
“Cheyenne, your face looks so shiny! Hehehe did you run over here?” La Diabla joked. She began to make small talk with everyone else in the room and started to relax a little. She then saw Gertrude coming out of the kitchen area and headed towards her. In her hands, she saw a piece of cake on a small plate, and it did look good. Gertrude handed her the plate, and she grinned. “Thank you. This looks delicious!” she said.
“I hope you like it! So far, everyone else has, but I need to see if I can impress such a great woman as yourself. Hehehe” Gertrude giggled, then sat down on the couch. She started to feel butterflies in her stomach because she was so close to achieving something she never thought possible. Her eyes looked down towards the feet of La Diabla and could see she was wearing small moccasin style boots. That was important because if they were taller boots, it might be too difficult to remove, and the outlaw might decline. She knew she had to be careful as well, because even though La Diabla was very cordial and nice to her, she was still….La Diabla. It was good that Darby and Becky were here, but she hoped La Diabla wouldn’t try to kill her for trying to tickle her feet.
“This is good!! Mmmm….” La Diabla said as she took more bites of the cake. She then started to engage in conversation with some of the others and the mood of the room was very happy. When she finished eating the slice, she put the plate down on the coffee table, next to a few other plates and could tell everyone must have liked it. She started to relax more because the mood was so festive. She looked around and noticed that even though people were chatting, they would also look back at her. She shook it off and continued her small talk.
Gertrude was chatting with Darby a little and her heart started to beat out of her chest. It was time to attempt to get to La Diabla’s feet and she saw Darby giving her a knowing look. Her breathing became shallow, and she felt her hands shaking. She took a deep breath, and it was time. She turned to her right and looked at La Diabla. The outlaw had her legs crossed, with her right leg over her left knee, which meant the right foot was close to her. She closed her eyes for a moment, and then took another deep breath. It was time! “Salem, I really do thank you for visiting my home. I know you were very worried, and I truly appreciate you coming by. I remember years ago; everyone was so afraid of you. To be honest, you terrorized a lot of us. I remember hoping to never cross paths with you. Now that I have gotten to meet you and know you a little better, I am sorry I ever thought so many ill things of you. You are such a nice lady, and I like to think of you as my friend.” she told her.
La Diabla felt good inside when she heard those words. She could see the sincerity on Gertrude’s face, and she appreciated that sentiment. It made her remember how she was with El Guapo’s gang, and she did in fact terrorize this same town. “Thank you for those kind words. I know, I was very evil back then. I didn’t care about anyone in this town. The gang just wanted to cause mayhem, and we did. Life has been very different over the last few years, and I am glad you no longer think of me as evil. It does mean a lot to me. Thank you.” she replied.
“Now, I do want to at least give you another treat. I love to bake, but I also know other things to help make my guests very happy. If you don’t mind, I would like to demonstrate something on you and tell me how you like it.” Gertrude requested, with her voice starting to get shaky from nerves.
“Oh yeah? What do you want to demonstrate?” La Diabla asked. She was curious about what Gertrude was offering. She seemed really nice and hoped it would be something good for her.
“You have….to trust me. It might seem a little different at first, but in the end, you will be relaxed and ready for your upcoming trip. I have done this with Darby before too.” Gertrude said and looked at Darby. She figured that if Darby went along with it, that would make La Diabla less fearful once she tried to remove that shoe.
“Oh yeah!!! I remember this. Salem, you will like it. She has done it with me, and I can’t begin to tell you how much I enjoyed it. She is very talented. Just relax and go with the flow.” Darby added, putting on the best act she could do. She was definitely the recipient of this action. She had to pretend that it was a great thing, which she did actually enjoy to some degree, but also had to help Gertrude make it seem safe and harmless.
“Ok? What is it?” La Diabla asked with a confused look. She then saw Gertrude leaning towards her right foot.
“Now, for example, I am going to get you a little more comfortable. Just trust me, ok?” Gertrude said, then gently placed her hand on the right ankle and slowly brought the foot up to her lap. It made La Diabla move her body so that her right leg would be on her lap, while the left leg was crossed under it. She got her hand on the shoe and gave it a small tug.
La Diabla felt her foot going to Gertrude’s lap and then she felt the tug on her shoe. That made her react nervously because it appeared Gertrude was trying to take off her shoe. She resisted a little and felt that hand grip her ankle a little tighter. “Hey, what are you doing? Why are you trying to take off my shoe?” she asked.
“Just relax, Salem. Everything will be ok. I just want to get your shoe off for a moment. It is to make you comfortable, and I can begin my demonstration.” Gertrude told her. She then tugged a little harder and the moccasin boot popped off the heel. She almost lost consciousness from the sheer excitement of it all.
Darby softly bit her lower lip as she saw the moccasin boot starting to come off. She was on the edge of her seat, praying this would happen and she would truly enjoy it. She knew just how ticklish La Diabla was, and the best foot tickler ever was about to play with her feet.
La Diabla felt her shoe coming off and she looked around. Darby had an intense look on her face and everyone else seemed amused. She looked back at Gertrude, and she seemed to have this look of pure joy on her face and she wondered what was happening. Her shoe came off and now her white socked foot was exposed. She felt nervous but wanted to see what Gertrude was up to.
“There, that should make your foot feel better. Now, let me take off this sock…” Gertrude said and then started to try to peel the sock off. She gripped the toe of the sock and started to tug. She was so close to exposing this foot. She could tell the foot was an average size and just looking at the outline of the sock, she could tell the foot had a very high arch. That probably meant that skin on the arch would be very ticklish. Then as the sock started to move, she felt the foot leave her lap quickly and in the blink of an eye, she saw La Diabla lunge towards her and she was then forced down onto her stomach on the couch. Everything was moving so fast, and she felt a weight on her back! She was pinned down on her stomach on the couch and the outlaw was sitting on top of her! “What the? Salem???” she called out.
La Diabla sat on top of Gertrude’s back as she lunged forward and pulled Gertrude down to the couch. She moved very quickly and when she sat on her, she moved her rear end towards the back of the couch so that her full weight was not on the older woman. Her thighs and legs rested on the back and effectively pinned Gertrude. She could feel her struggle, but she had her under control. Her eyes then looked around the room and saw all the stunned looks. She started to smile evilly and cackled. “Hehehehehehehe I got ALL OF YOU!!!” she told them.
Darby was absolutely stunned as she saw what happened. The sock of La Diabla was about to come off, but now Gertrude was pinned down on the couch and La Diabla was sitting on her. She saw Gertrude’s legs kicking around and when she saw the look on La Diabla’s face and that evil smile, she had a bad feeling about everything. “What are you doing?’ she asked with a half-smile.
“Did all of you think sweet Gertrude here was going to get to my feet? I bet you were all sitting there, waiting for her to get to my feet and tickle me silly. Right? Right?” La Diabla said with a satisfied smile on her face. She knew she played her role perfectly and now it was time to enjoy this moment. She could feel Gertrude struggling beneath her and loved her whimpers.
“W-What do you mean? Salem, why are you sitting on Gertrude?” Darby asked nervously. She heard those words, and it dawned on her that somehow, La Diabla knew that Gertrude was going to try and tickle her feet.
“You’re so cute. Listen, I know all of you wanted to see Gertrude tickle my feet. You are not that good. Hehehehe I know you wanted to see her play with my feet and have me laughing like a silly girl in front of all of you. You’re probably thinking, how did she know? Well, it wasn’t too difficult. First, all of you seemed rather fascinated with trying to get me here. I also had a nice chat with my friend Gabby who told me what happened to her at Phoebe’s home. She told me how sweet Gertrude here tickled her foot really good and how talented she was. I come here, I see Cheyenne a little sweaty, which meant she was tickled, then Becky kept grinning, and I just knew what was going to happen. I wasn’t born yesterday. Hehehehehe” La Diabla laughed. She loved the fact she surprised all of them. She had a great conversation with Gabby and Veronica before they left Phoebe’s mansion. She was told how Gertrude tickled Gabby after losing to her in cards. How talented Gertrude was at tickling feet, and they hoped to see her feet tickled by Gertrude. It was a funny joke then, but once she got to this house and felt her ankle being grabbed, she knew what was about to happen.
Darby started to blush as she heard those words from her lover. She was stunned that La Diabla figured out their plot and she saw that grin on her face. She thought it was a very funny moment and also felt some disappointment. She had no idea what La Diabla was going to do next, and she saw Gertrude squirming on the couch. “Salem, do you really think we would try and set you up like that?” she asked, trying to somehow absolve everyone from the plot.
“Yes. I do. Now, since all of you want to see feet tickled, I don’t want to disappoint you…..” La Diabla teased. She then reached over with her left hand and grabbed Gertrude’s right ankle. She then pulled the ankle back towards her, the leg being bent at the knee. She could see the bottom of Gertrude’s shoe and could still feel the woman struggling under her. She then managed to bend the leg down as much as possible without hurting Gertrude and could now see the top of the shoe. She saw that it was a hi-top shoe with laces. She then started to tug at the laces and smiled when they came undone. She looked back out at the others and saw all of their jaws dropping. “Hehehe now, let’s have a REAL show….” she teased.
Darby’s jaw dropped when she saw La Diabla grab Gertrude’s ankle and now saw her untying the shoe. She had a feeling about what was about to happen, and she didn’t know how to react. She desperately wanted to see La Diabla get her feet tickled by a woman who was a true master of tickling feet. Now, that same woman was getting her shoe removed and she could possibly be the recipient! She never thought about whether Gertrude was ticklish or not. Her breath went shallow, and she swallowed. “Salem? W-What are ya doing?” she asked in shock.
“Hehehe hey!! Salem!!! What are you doing? Let me go!!! Why are you unlacing…” Gertrude began. She was still stunned she was on her stomach and now she felt her right leg bent. She then felt the laces of her right shoe coming loose and she wondered what was about to happen. Then it dawned on her. The unimaginable thing was about to happen! In her own house!! “No!!! You wouldn’t? You wouldn’t dare!” she yelled out in fear.
“Oh yes, I would. Hehehehe Now let’s see what we have inside this shoe.” La Diabla teased. She felt Gertrude’s body really starting to squirm, but with her sitting on her, having her leg and Gertrude being an older woman, she knew she had her trapped. The laces came undone and with a sly grin towards Darby, she grabbed the small heel of the shoe and started to tug at it. The shoe came off the heel and she giggled a little more. This was going to be a very fun moment. The shoe started to slide off the foot and soon, it came off! She held up the shoe and tossed it to the floor. She looked at the black stockinged sole and grinned. The foot was a size 8, long and narrow. She couldn’t see the skin but could tell the toes were probably long. “Oooooh!!! Aren’t you glad I took your shoe off? I know you have worked hard all day, Gertrude. Standing all day and then had to entertain all of us here. Now it is time for YOU to relax and feel good. Hehehehe” she laughed evilly.
Gertrude felt her shoe come off and then saw it hit the floor. Her foot was very vulnerable, and she wiggled it all around. She was glad she wore stockings, but nonetheless, this might be a crazy ride. She felt her ticklish fear growing because she was rarely tickled. The last time her own feet were tickled, it was during her torture in Ciudad del Reina. She looked over and saw Darby and the others sitting there in complete shock. “Darby!!! Help me!!! Help me!!! hehehe I think she is gonna…..hehehehehehehehehehe noooooooooooooooooo!!” she started to giggle.
La Diabla lightly fluttered her fingers up and down the stockinged sole. The material was cotton and she loved the reaction she was getting. She felt that foot flopping everywhere, but she held that ankle still and continued to stroke her fingers. She did not plan to really tickle the woman hard, but just enough to get her to laugh and to send a message to everyone in the room to never plot against her ever again. “Oooh!!! Can it be? Is Gertrude a ticklish little girl? Hehehe” she taunted.
Darby had no idea how to react. She watched as La Diabla was stroking her fingers up and down that helpless foot and she heard Gertrude giggling pretty loud. She knew this wasn’t going to be torture, but it would still be a good tickling. She out of all the people in this room, knew how talented her lover was at tickling feet. The moment was very surreal because she never saw Gertrude being tickled and now, she heard that ticklish laughter coming from her. It was a moment she thought she would never see.
“heheheheheh SALEM!!!! PLEASE!!! That tickles!!!! Hehehehehehe it tickles a lot!!!” Gertrude squealed as she felt the fingers moving up and down her foot. She felt them on the ball of her foot and when they slid down into the arch, it sent a very strong ticklish shockwave in her body. She felt a little helpless and was still trying to comprehend that she was mere moments from tickling La Diabla’s feet and now she was the victim. She was so close as she got the outlaw’s right shoe off and saw the sock. Since La Diabla was sitting on her, she could see the feet hanging over her. She could see the right socked foot and saw it slightly moving due to her own squirming on the couch. She was so close to tickling that foot and now she was the victim. “HAHAHAHA NOT THERE!!!!!” she screamed.
La Diabla grinned as she tickled the instep of the foot, close by the ball of the foot and loved the reaction. She couldn’t help but enjoy this moment. She had a lot of confidence in her own foot tickling skills and wanted to impress everyone in the room. She knew Cheyenne and Darby definitely knew her skills, but now it was time to show off in front of Molly and Becky. “Hehehehe I can’t believe that Gertrude is THIS ticklish on her feet! You have the cutest laugh. Hehehe I think you should be tickled more! Hmmm….I wonder if I should take this stocking off and tickle your BARE foot. Hahaha” she taunted.
“HAHAHAHAHA NOOOOO!!! NOT MY BARE FOOT!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA SALEM!! PLEASE STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY FOOT!!!” Gertrude roared. The tickling was not brutal, but it still drove her wild. She looked over at the others and saw they were in shock, but also started to giggle at her plight. “HAHAHAHA HELP ME!!! HAHAHAHA HELP ME!!! SHE’S TICKLING MEEEEEEEEE!!!!” she begged.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but giggle because the entire scene was very funny. She had just gotten tickled by Gertrude, so in a way it was her revenge. She thought Gertrude was the sweetest lady around, but she was very good at tickling her feet. She also knew how good La Diabla was at tickling and just found it funny how the plan to see her tickled backfired. She smiled when she heard those cute pleas for help and then she looked over at Darby who had a look of defeat on her face. “Hehehe I guess that didn’t work…” she joked.
Darby heard Cheyenne’s words, and she shook her head. Her plan was foiled and now Gertrude was paying the price. It was such a fun moment, but she also felt bad for Gertrude. She shook her head again and took a deep breath as she watched La Diabla tickling that foot.
La Diabla paused her tickling for a moment so that she could beam in her glory. She felt really good at the moment, and it was time to rub it in. “Now, I will give her a little break. I KNOW she wasn’t the one who plotted against me. She was just the executioner. So, which one of you was the main perpetrator? Who really wanted to see me get my feet tickled by this sweet lady? Hmmm? Was it you, Cheyenne?” she teasingly asked.
“No!!! hehehehe It wasn’t me! She tickled me before you got here!” Cheyenne replied with a silly smile.
“Ah, good point. Plus, you are sweet and innocent and would NEVER EVER PLOT AGAINST ME!” La Diabla said with emphasis. She was having a lot of fun, then stroked her fingers up and down the foot again. She heard that delightful giggling and it made her excited. She loved tickling feet and in fun moments like this, it was even better. “Poor Gertrude! Getting her foot tickled because SOMEONE PLOTTED AGAINST ME. So, I doubt it was Molly. She is sweet and innocent too. That means, it had to be…..Becky!!” she said, then stared at the apprentice, while still tickling Gertrude’s foot.
Becky grinned when she heard her name and then put her hands up in the air to “protest”. “I promise ya, La Diabla, it wasn’t me.” she responded.
“Then, who was it? Who was the EVIL MASTERMIND behind this plot? Who was the woman that was SO HEINOUS AND EVIL to want to see me laughing like sweet Gertrude? Tell me now, or Gertrude REALLY gets it!” La Diabla playfully threatened. She then wanted to laugh very hard when she saw fingers from Becky, Cheyenne, and Molly pointing towards someone and in one collective voice, indicated the mastermind.
“HER!!!!” the voices rang out.
Darby turned red in the face when she saw everyone pointing at her and calling her out. She lowered her head in mock shame and took a deep breath. She then looked at the others and shook her head. “Thanks y’all for trying to protect me….” she said sarcastically.
“Ah ha!!! I KNEW IT!!! Deputy Darby Reeves!!! This is YOUR fault that Gertrude is suffering. Now, I want you to apologize to me! Do it!!!” La Diabla playfully demanded, then ran her fingers really fast on the sole of the foot, which got a very good reaction from Gertrude!
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DARBY!!! IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHA IT TICKLES BAD!!! I’M SORRY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY!!!” Gertrude shrieked as she felt those fingers moving faster on her foot. She had no idea La Diabla knew how to tickle feet like this. Even though she had the skills, the outlaw was very talented herself. She felt the fingers directly near the base of her toes and she lost it.
Darby watched as poor Gertrude was laughing her head off. It was still a strange feeling to seeing the woman that was so dedicated and talented when it came to tickling a woman’s feet, was having her own feet tickled. Seeing how ticklish Gertrude was, was such a surreal feeling. She saw the look on La Diabla’s face, and she couldn’t help but smile. The outlaw managed to outsmart her, and she knew she had to stop Gertrude being tickled. “Ok, ok. You can stop tickling her now. I apologize, Salem.” she said in a defeated voice.
“Apologize for what? Hehehehe Tell me, or these toes get it!” La Diabla playfully threatened. She knew Gertrude’s toes were most likely going to be really sensitive.
“Hehehehehe not my toes!!! Not my toes!!!” Gertrude yelled as she heard that threat. She was still in disbelief that her own feet were being tickled and even though she was amongst friends, she still felt very embarrassed.
Darby heard Gertrude’s desperate pleads to avoid having her toes tickled and as much as it was a surreal experience to see Gertrude get tickled, but she had to let the poor woman have mercy. “Ok, I apologize for trying to have you tickled by Gertrude. Can you let her go now?” she apologized in a defeated voice.
La Diabla gave one last tickle up and down that stockinged sole, then left the foot go. She then got up off of Gertrude and stood up. She then looked at Gertrude and knelt down. She saw the older woman panting as she tried to catch her breath. She wondered just how ticklish Gertrude was all over, but tickling her foot for a moment was satisfactory enough. She then patted her on the back and smiled. “I hope you are not mad at me for tickling you like that. Hehe” she told her.
Gertrude felt great relief after the tickling stopped. She felt more relief when she felt La Diabla get up off of her and then pat her on the back. She looked over at the outlaw and smiled. “Yes….I am not mad. Whew! You got me good! Hehehe I would have never guessed you were good at tickling feet.” she panted.
“I tickled a few over the years. Hehehe” La Diabla replied with a giggle. She then helped Gertrude up from her lying position and saw her now sitting on the couch, leaning back and fanning herself. She then looked for her own shoe. Once she found it, she placed it back on her right foot and then stared at Darby. “Serves you right! Now, you BAD, BAD, deputy, for your punishment, you have to let Gertrude here tickle your feet while I am in Mexico.” she told her with a playful smile.
Darby’s eyes went wide when she heard that demand. She was a victim to Gertrude several times and she knew that if she was supposed to get punished, Gertrude was really going to tickle her. “Salem!!! You got to be kidding me. I don’t think you understand just how good she is at tickling feet.” she responded.
“I heard she was REALLY good. So, Gertrude, you can tickle Darby’s feet for me. I am sure you will find it very entertaining and rewarding. Hehehe” La Diabla teased as she looked at Gertrude.
Gertrude’s eyes lit up when she heard that request and she smiled. After her own ticklish weakness was exposed in front of several friends, she looked forward to tickling Darby’s big, pink feet again. Those were her favorite feet to play with and with La Diabla asking her to do it, she really looked forward to that. “Yes! I promise! I will definitely get her feet really good for you! Hehe” she laughed.
“Good! You can send a letter to Cheyenne to let me know it was done. Hahahaha” La Diabla said, then rubbed her hands. She saw Darby and the others standing up as it was time to depart.
“You’re evil…..” Darby said with a smile as she saw La Diabla standing there with her smirk. She saw Gertrude still fanning herself but had this look of lust on her face. She recognized that look because it meant she was thinking about her feet. She shivered a little and then looked at the outlaw again. “You want me to suffer?” she asked.
“My name is La Diabla, remember? Hahahaha and yes, you deserve it. Because of you wanting me to get tickled, you got sweet, innocent Gertrude to suffer. So, I hope you laugh and laugh and laugh….” La Diabla grinned. She then looked at Cheyenne and Molly and they were ready to go. She turned towards Gertrude and extended her right hand for a handshake. She felt Gertrude shaking her hand and she smiled. “In all seriousness, thank you for inviting me over. Thank you for being such a great host and having some fun. I hope you are not upset I tickled you.” she told her.
Gertrude stood up after shaking La Diabla’s hand and smiled. She could see her guests were leaving, and she had a good time with them. It was a different moment for her because she was the tickling victim at the end, but overall, she liked the experience. “It was my pleasure. I am not upset with you. I have to admit, you surprised me! You move so quickly. You are really good at tickling. I think the next time we meet up; we should discuss our techniques. See what we can do to make each other better. Perhaps demonstrate on Darby’s feet? Hehehe” she giggled.
“Deal!!! Thank you. I look forward to seeing you again.” La Diabla said, then hugged her. When the hug was finished, she looked at her companions. “Ok, ready to go?” she asked.
“Yes! Thank you, Gertrude!” Cheyenne said with a smile. She went over to her and hugged her, followed by Molly. She really enjoyed her visit here even if she was tickled too. Watching how fast La Diabla was and then tickled Gertrude was amazing. She knew how good she was at tickling, but to see her in action like that always thrilled her. She then walked towards the door and the group was about to leave. It was time for them to go to the train station and head off to Mexico. Then they left the home, and it was time to go back to Darby’s house to get their luggage.
Darby left the premises and with La Diabla on horseback, she rode back to her home. The plan was to have Becky retrieve a carriage and bring it to her house so they could gather the luggage and then ride to the train station. Once they arrived at the house, she had one last fun conversation with the trio, and they laughed about what happened at Gertrude’s house. Even though she feared having her feet tickled by Gertrude, she loved how the three women laughed about the entire event. Soon, the carriage arrived, they gathered their things and headed off to the train station. It was an emotional ride for her because she truly treasured the time she spent with La Diabla. It was a special time, and she was going to miss her a lot. She wondered how the Mexico visit would go and knew it should be a good time. In Mexico, La Diabla could walk around freely and wouldn’t have to hide as much. She also really loved spending time with Cheyenne and Molly. Both girls were so nice and fun to be around. Darby knew that once they left, her home would be quiet once again. It was fun to have people with her and would always remember it. The carriage arrived and it was time to go. They got inside and headed for the station.
La Diabla looked out the window as the carriage went right through Plotsville. She remembered the terror she caused this town a few years ago. Now, she had a different perspective. She hoped the town would thrive and both Darby and Becky would keep it safe. She started to think about her Mexico trip and looked forward to seeing Bella, Gabby and Veronica. It was good to go on this vacation and it was even more special because she was with Cheyenne. She didn’t see the young lady as much when she was in school and missed her presence. She wanted to make sure she and her friend Molly had a great time in Mexico. She then felt nervous when they arrived at the train station. She knew she had to maintain her composure and not get spotted easily. But it also meant her spending time with Darby was coming to an end. She exited the carriage and now they were in the loading area.
“I can’t wait to go see Mexico! I never been and only heard stories.” Molly told the group. She was having the time of her life so far. She got to do a lot of fun things on this trip. Things she would have never done if she hadn’t met Cheyenne. She looked at her best friend and felt so much adoration for her. That young lady came into her life and changed it for the better. She felt appreciated and loved. She also got to meet new people, and she has more friends now. This summer was something she would never forget for the rest of her life. Now, it was time to go to Mexico and wonder what adventure would happen there.
“Mexico will be very nice. I think you both will enjoy yourselves a lot. Ah, here is our train. Let’s go!” La Diabla said as she saw the train coming to a stop. It was finally time for her to leave. She watched as Cheyenne and Molly gave both Darby and Becky hugs, then started to get onto the train. She gave Becky a hug, then she looked at Darby. She had to make it short and sweet, but she wanted to say goodbye to this amazing woman. “Goodbye, Darby. Thank you for everything. They had a great time and the time I spent with you will be something I will never forget. I hope we can see each other soon. Maybe you should come out to California. You deserve a vacation too. Haha Plus, the Elu tribe misses you.” she told her.
Darby smiled when she heard those words, and her heart filled with love. She had no idea when she would see this woman again and was going to miss her. She then hugged her deeply and could feel the love. She knew she couldn’t stay with her at this moment much longer, so she savored it. She then whispered into her ear. “Thank you for coming. I know you took great risks to bring them here and stay in Plotsville. I will always be grateful for that. I love you very much, Salem. Please be safe and I can’t wait to see you again.” she said, then kissed the outlaw on the cheek.
“Yes, I think we will see each other soon enough. Take care of yourself and remember how much I love you.” La Diabla responded and tried to hold back her happy tears. She looked over at Becky and nodded her head. “Make sure she stays out of trouble, ok? Oh, and make sure her feet gets tickled by Gertrude. That is your mission, Deputy. Hehehehe” she joked.
“Ya betcha! It is muh duty!” Becky said and couldn’t help but laugh when she heard that request. She watched La Diabla get onto the train, and she felt some happiness. She really liked that group and spending time with them was a lot of fun. She was still stunned that Gertrude was tickled, but it was all in good fun. She then turned to her mentor and sighed. “I am gonna miss them. They are so nice. Including you know who. I would never have thought I would see the day that I would be friends with her. Amazing, simply amazing!” she told her.
“You aren’t the only one. Hehe You can imagine how I feel.” Darby joked. She then watched the train start to depart and she really hoped La Diabla, Cheyenne and Molly would be safe. She then looked at Becky and it was time to head back home. “Ok, now tell me about this thief.” she said.
“Yeah, we gotta catch this woman! Because I have to prove muhself. I don’t want to be fired. I am happy ya can help me, Darby.” Becky said with nervousness in her voice. She had a lot on her mind and now that their friends left, it was time to deal with the reality of their world. She felt bad that she failed to protect Donna, and poor Mia suffered too. She walked back to the carriage with Darby and started to tell her everything she knew about the thief so far. It was time for her to step up and prove that was indeed worthy of being a deputy. She felt that with Darby at her side, then she would be able to solve the case. If they didn’t, she knew her dreams would be over. That was something she could not let happen.
END
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter and the series as a whole? I hope you enjoyed the scene at Gertrude's house! hahahaha the outlaw went there after all. I really enjoyed writing that scene and I hoped you all loved it as well. I did have fun with this series and there is so much more to come with this Thief, of course all the main characters. Even though there are three series left in this Phase, we got about 6 months left of weekly chapters. Yep, this saga is big. That is why I appreciate all of you for being loyal readers each and every week. There are some major story events coming up and this will be quite an emotional ride for the characters. Thank you for your support and next week, the La Diabla focused series, Outlaw for Hire 2: A rivalry renewed will debut! Stay tuned! Your comments are very much appreciated and welcomed.
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PART 5
Donna felt fear growing within her body. She had witnessed poor Becky getting tortured and now it was close to her turn. She wondered what else the thief could do to Becky. She already saw her tickle her all over her body. She had no idea what was going to happen next, but she feared she might get assaulted. “I-I can’t tell you. Please, just leave us alone.” she responded.
“Ok, well, you leave me no choice.” the thief said as she then reached her hands underneath Becky’s waist and found her belt buckle. She worked her fingers down there and managed to get the buckle undone. Becky was just lying there and not resisting. That made her work easier because if Becky knew what was about to happen it would be tougher to get the belt undone. Once she got the belt undone, she then slid the belt out of the jeans. She tossed it to the floor and now she reached underneath again. Her talented fingers found the button for the jeans and managed to get it undone. Now it was time for her plan to take effect. She then opened up the fly as much as she could, then moved her fingers out from under Becky and now placed them on the edges of the jeans. With a strong tug, she managed to get the jeans off the hips and now the rear end of her victim was about to be exposed. She had thought of this idea for a long time, and Becky would be her testing dummy. She could see the white underwear appearing and with one more strong tug, the jeans came off Becky’s rear end and rested on her thighs. She could see the perky buns and she wanted to grab them. Now it was time for her to humiliate Becky. “oooh!!! What a nice ass you have! You are impressive, Becky. Mmmm mmm mmmm…” she teased.
Becky could feel her face on fire because of how embarrassed she was right now. She felt her jeans come off her hip area and knew her butt was exposed. She still had her underwear up, but the fact this woman was trying to strip her was beyond embarrassing. She felt so helpless. She was tired. She could still feel the ticklish tremors in her body after that foot tickling. Her body was very hot from all the stress it went through. Now her rear end was very vulnerable. If this thief set out to humiliate her, then she knew the mission was accomplished. “Muh butt…..muh butt is out.” she whimpered.
Donna thought she had already been shocked enough during this ordeal. She witnessed a brutal tickle torture and even saw Becky’s breasts. Now, she could see the white underwear and wondered what was about to happen to poor Becky. It also made her wonder if this would in fact happen to her. Having her breasts exposed and her rear end also exposed would destroy her dignity and she would never be able to live with herself. “W-What are you going to do to her?” she asked nervously.
“You’ll see. Hehehehe” the thief laughed. She saw the butt wiggling a bit and knew Becky had to be embarrassed at the moment. She then looked around the room and something caught her eye. She saw one of those fancy pens on the dresser. It had a long, blue feather at the end of it. That made her giggle a little because now she could use it and completely humiliate Becky in the worst way. First, it was time to send a message. She took her right hand and placed it on the left cheek. She gave it a gentle squeeze and heard a whimper coming from Becky. “Nice ass you have! Now, you have been a very naughty deputy! You interfered with my plans twice now. So, I have to punish you.” she said, then got to her knees on the bed and looked at the underwear covered ass.
“W-What do ya mean punish me? Ya already humiliated me. Please, don’t do anything to muh butt.” Becky whimpered as she felt that gentle squeeze on her left butt cheek. She then felt the hand leave her her end and she just felt so vulnerable. Then she gasped when she felt the edges on her underwear getting tugged and soon, the underwear started to come off her butt! “No!! What are ya doin’??? Not muh butt! Don’t show muh butt!” she yelled.
Donna saw the white underwear being pulled down and soon, she saw those very pale ass cheeks of Becky. The underwear was completely pulled down and now rested where the jeans were on Becky’s leg. She got a clear view of the perky butt and was absolutely stunned. She saw Becky’s breasts, now her naked rear end. The sight of the soles of the feet and the butt really got her worried. She did not want to be humiliated like that at all.
“I must say Becky, you really do have a nice ass! I could play with it just as much as your feet. But punishment is due. You are a BAD…….BAD…..GIRL! hehehe” the thief laughed then started to smack her hand across the left butt cheek. She then struck the right one and now she was in the process of spanking Becky. She felt the ass tightened up with each strike and she could also hear those painful whimpers. She couldn’t believe she was spanking another woman during her robbery adventures. She did it in a sexual private setting, but this moment right now was very exciting to her. It was time to really embarrass Becky, and then she could also do it to Donna.
“OW!!! Ya are spanking OW!!! Me??? No!! Please don’t OW spank muh butt! I’m OW sorry! I’m sorry!” Becky yelled in pain with each strike. The thief may have had dainty hands, but she still generated a lot of power behind her strikes. Now she felt shame washing over her. She had already been captured. She had her breasts exposed. She had been tickle tortured. Now, she was getting a spanking. She knew her assignment was a complete failure, and it was her fault.
The thief was truly enjoying herself as she spanked that helpless ass. She loved the way her hands made that noise off that flesh. There was something about the sound of Becky’s voice that turned her on as she yelped in pain, or laughed when she was tickled. She could hear the spanking echoing off the walls and knew she was really giving Becky a hard spanking. She saw the skin go from pale to a very light pink. She wanted to play with this ass a lot. She turned her head slightly to her right and could see the pulled down underwear and jeans. If she looked further, she could see those helpless heels on Becky’s barefeet. She had complete control over Becky. She then paused her spanking for a moment and stared at the ass. It was just right there, ready for her to play with. Her mind grew with excitement as she knew what the next step was going to be. “Such a bad girl. Now, I want to try something. Be right back.” she told her.
Donna watched as the thief got off the bed and headed towards her dresser. She wondered what the intruder was up to and then she saw her grabbing the fancy pen on the dresser. She rarely used that pen and now she watched as the thief got back on the bed. She gasped as she saw how the pen was now being held. The feather end was pointing at Becky’s butt, and she shook her head in disbelief. “Y-You are not going to do what I t-think you’re going to do, right?” she asked.
“Yes, I am. This will be you, Donna. Pay close attention.” the thief told her. She then lowered the feather end and swiped it across that warm skin on Becky’s ass. The tendrils slid across the skin, and she saw the butt muscles tightening already. She also heard a cute ticklish shriek coming from Becky and she knew she hit the jackpot. Becky had a ticklish ass. “Hehehe does this bother you?” she asked teasingly.
Becky had her eyes closed in shame after receiving a spanking. She felt like a punished child and still felt terrible that her naked butt was out in the open. She felt the tiny thief get off the bed, but quickly returned. She had no idea what was about to happen to her, but she hoped nothing else humiliating happened to her. Then she shrieked as she felt something moving across her ass. It was a light touch, but it tickled! She felt whatever was moving all across her rear end and she couldn’t believe just how ticklish it all felt. “Heheheh why are ya ticklin’ muh butt? Stop that! Hehehehe that tickles!” she cried out.
“Because, you have a ticklish ass I see. Hehehehe this feather likes ticklish asses.” the thief taunted. She moved the feather slowly from the top of the ass and right across both cheeks. She could see Becky’s hips gyrating and those giggles sounded very cute. She felt herself very aroused and wished she could have sex. There was something erotic about that naked ass shaking and writhing under a ticklish touch. This was the first time she ever used a feather on an ass. She had tickled a woman’s ass before, but that was during sex. This was torture, but yet, it was also very erotic. The feather traveled up and down the ass cheeks, then she slid the side of the feather right down the crack of the ass. She was rewarded with a very powerful and shrill laugh coming from her victim.
“HAHAHAHAHHAA NOT THERE!!! HAHAHAHA THAT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHA OH GAWD THAT TICKLES!!!!” Becky screamed. She knew her butt was ticklish after having an experience with Kylie back in Mexico. That young lady had exposed her butt and even gave it a few playful smacks. She was also tickled across her rear end, but it was a light stroke. This feather seemed stronger, and her body was already very weak from tickle exhaustion. She couldn’t help but grind her hips and she prayed that what happened with Kylie didn’t happen to her now. Kylie managed to reach down and touch her most special place during that time in Mexico. She felt she would die if it happened now. Kylie was more of playtime, this was torture.
“hehehe wow!! Someone is VERY ticklish on her cute ass! Becky, you are amazing! You really are ticklish everywhere! Hmmmmm…speaking of everywhere…” the thief mused as she contemplated her next move. After tickling the crack of the ass, she wondered if more intimate areas would also be ticklish. She paused her ass feathering and dropped the feather on the back of Becky’s thighs. She then used her right hand and pushed Becky’s left cheek to the side a little. Now, she could see the valley of the crack of the ass and more importantly, she saw the hole of the ass. She could see that puckered skin and wondered how Becky would react. She then took the feather with her left hand and then diddled the tip right on the hole of the ass. The ass immediately clenched up and the cheek came out from under her right hand. That made her excited because it appeared Becky was ticklish on her hole!
“NOT THERE!!! NOT THERE!! Please don’t tickle me there!!! I am beggin’ ya!!! DON’T TICKLE ME THERE!!!” Becky begged. She felt that feather touch her hole, and it drove her wild. It was a very powerful sensation and she knew she wouldn’t be able to stand it.
“Hehehe you got a ticklish hole, huh? This ought to be fun…..” the thief teased. She grabbed the left cheek and pulled it away from the other one, exposing the hole once again. This time, she had a firm grip and took that feather and diddled it all over that puckered hole. She felt the ass trying to clench again, but she managed to barely keep that hole exposed so she could feather it.
Donna was blown away as she heard that terrible ticklish scream coming from Becky. She started to feel bad for her as she witnessed what was happening. That intruder was tickling and playing with Becky’s naked ass and when she saw her feathering that very intimate spot on Becky, she lost her air. She was stunned as she heard that scream coming from that poor woman. She couldn’t even imagine if she was ticklish there. It looked horrible and she also realized she could never use that pen ever again. She started to get really nervous because all of this really could have happened to her if she did not give up the valuables.
Becky continued to scream in ticklish agony as she felt that feather tickling her hole. She never felt anything like it, and it completely overwhelmed her. The feather would then change course and slide up and down her very exposed crack, sending horrific ticklish feelings to her body. In a way, she wished it was her feet being tickled again instead of this moment. Her ass being tickled was just too much for her. She just wanted it all to stop. Then she screamed again when the feather returned to her hole. She just could not imagine how ticklish she was right there. The way the feather teased that puckered hole was brutal. She felt herself starting to cry in laughter. “OH GAWD!!! OH GAWD!! HAHAHAHAHA MAKE IT STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHA MAKE IT STOP!!!!” she screamed in agony.
The thief loved the sound of that desperate laughter. She knew poor Becky was beyond broken and if she had jewelry, there was no way she would refuse to give them over. This moment made her wonder about other women. Would they have very ticklish areas as well? That was something she looked forward to in her future robbery adventures. She then pulled the feather away from the ass. It was time to focus on Donna. She looked over and saw how frightened she was. If this ass tickling didn’t convince her to give up the jewels, then nothing would. She then had one more idea before going after Donna. Something that would frighten Donna, but completely humiliate Becky at the same time. She then moved away a little and dropped the feather on the bed. She then rolled Becky over onto her back, which meant one thing. The pussy was exposed! She looked down and saw the red pubic hairs. That got her nipples to stiffen because Becky was ripe for some sex. “hehe pretty pussy you have too.” she said in a soft voice.
Becky’s face turned beet red once she was on her back. Not only were her breasts shown again, but now that her jeans and underwear were down, her most private spot was exposed. She saw the thief sitting on the bed to her right and heard her comments. She felt completely ashamed. That woman had completely embarrassed her, and she felt very weak and helpless. “Can ya cover muh goodies please?” she asked meekly.
“Hehehe NO!! I don’t want to cover your goodies! You have pretty goodies. Hehehe” the thief responded with glee. She could tell Becky had to be embarrassed and she loved the power she was feeling. She dominated Becky completely and she didn’t even have to take any jewels from her. She then turned her attention to Donna. She noticed that the snobby woman had her jaw dropped and had to be in shock. Now, it was finally her turn to suffer. “You see Becky? You see what happens when you defy me. Now Donna, it is YOUR turn. If you defy me, you are going to suffer exactly like how Becky suffered. I will see your tits. I will see your naked ass. I will tickle you all over until you cry for mercy. I will spank your ass too! Becky was fun. I WANT to torture you. I wonder what you look like naked….” the thief said, then got off the bed to head towards Donna.
Donna was blown away as she saw those large soles of Becky. She saw her breasts and could even see her vagina. That had to be the most humiliating experience a woman could ever have. She didn’t even know what to think. Becky looked completely defeated and helpless. Then she saw the thief headed her way. Her breathing stopped and her heart started to beat a million miles per second. Fear gripped her because it was her turn to suffer. The fact that the intruder wanted to torture her really concerned her. “No!! Get away from me!!! Don’t you dare touch me!!! I forbid you!!!” she yelled.
“hehehe you forbid me? hehehe that’s funny.” the thief said as she approached a helpless Donna. She saw how her feet were extended out and how helpless the body was. She looked the woman up and down and really wanted to have her way with her. She could see the fear in her eyes, and it wouldn’t take long to break this woman.
“Leave her alone….please, leave her alone.” Becky mewled as she saw the thief approaching Donna. Even though she was defeated, tied up, exhausted and humiliated, she still felt she had to protect Donna. She felt weak, but she had to do something.
The thief turned around and saw Becky after hearing her voice. She was amused by the useless effort. She saw those breasts and that pussy, and she thought perhaps she should humiliate her a little more. Perhaps making her have an orgasm would do the trick. But she had to focus on Donna. She turned around and got close to her. “Awww….that idiot is still trying to protect you. You see her! There is nothing she could do! Now Donna, where should I begin your torture? Where are you most ticklish, huh? Hmmm…maybe it is your ribs? Maybe it is your tummy? Oooh, I know! the bottoms of your feet!” she threatened.
Donna started to shake in her chair as she heard what the thief was discussing. She was going to get tickled, and it would not go well. She could feel all her nerves on edge, and she started to panic. There was no way she would be able to endure the same torture Becky went through. “PLEASE!!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!! DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!!!!” she demanded.
“Hehehe oh, I am going to touch you. I am going to touch you all over. I think I will even see how wet I can make your pussy. Hehehehe But for now, I think I will start with…..your feet.” the thief said. She loved that fear in Donna’s voice, and she had a feeling that Donna would be even more ticklish than Becky. She made her way to the footstool and saw those larger feet resting on them. They didn’t seem as big as Becky’s, but they were definitely larger than the average size. She sat down on the floor and faced the soles of the shoes. She saw the feet quivering and now it was time to take those shoes off and torture Donna’s feet. She reached her right hand forward and grabbed the shoe. She was wearing heels so it wouldn’t be too hard to remove them. With a gentle tug, the shoe came off the heel and she slipped it all the way off. She couldn’t help but feel excited as she looked at the empty shoe. The thief looked inside and saw it was a size 9. “A 9, huh? Hehehe You got big feet too! Now, let’s see how ticklish you are….” she threatened.
Donna felt that hand on her shoe and her feet were in danger. She heard the intruder say she was going to start with her feet and that really got deep into her soul. Her feet were a major weakness and if she was tickled, she would suffer greatly. She would embarrass herself even more than Becky. Now that her shoe came off and her white stockinged foot was exposed, she was doomed. Fear overtook her mind, and she had to give up! “NO!! DON’T TICKLE ME!!! PLEASE DON’T TICKLE ME!!! I WILL TELL YOU WHERE THE JEWELS ARE!! DON’T TICKLE MY FEET!!!” she screamed.
Becky heard that desperate scream and she felt terrible. Donna was about to get tickled on her feet and judging by the tone in the voice, she must have been really ticklish. She definitely knew how that felt, and she wished there was something she could do. Then she heard Donna tell the thief that she would give up the jewels. That made her feel really bad because Donna must have been really scared. She also felt really guilty because she wasn’t able to stop the thief. “Don’t do it, Donna. Ya can’t do it!” she blurted out.
The thief heard what Donna said, then she heard what Becky said. She looked at Donna and saw pure fear on her face. “What was that, Donna? What did you say?” she asked.
“I said I will tell you where the jewels are! Please, you can’t tickle me. I don’t want to suffer. Please…” Donna responded then started to feel emotional. She wasn’t even touched, and she already gave up the jewels. She was so scared and did not want to suffer and got embarrassed like Becky.
“Donna! Wow, I haven’t even tickled you yet and you want to give me the jewels? Good girl…..good girl!” the thief said and felt a sense of accomplishment. She managed to break Donna before she even touched her. That made her salivate because Donna must have been really ticklish. But her mission was going to be complete and she figured she would spare Donna for now. She thought perhaps she could find Donna again in the future and torture her for being a snob. She then stood up and got close to Donna’s head. It was time to collect her prize. “Tell me where they are. If you lie to me, I promise you will be naked, and I will tickle torture you until you die. Then, I will make you perform oral sex on Becky over there. Make you a lesbian lover! Wouldn’t that be the best scandal in town? Hehehe” she threatened.
Donna gasped as she heard that threat. If she lied at this moment, she would be tickle tortured, but also naked and forced to have oral sex with Becky. She really didn’t want any sexual encounters with men outside of marriage, even though she did have sex when she was younger once, and the thought of sex with another woman was not something she wanted to do. She saw Becky’s exposed woman parts and she shuddered. That would be the biggest scandal in Plotsville. Two women having sex would make the town shun her and she would be an outcast. “I-I will tell you where they are. Please, don’t torture me. I don’t want to be tortured.” she said, her voice filling with sadness.
“Good! Then, where are they? If they are in a safe, you better give me the correct combination too.” the thief demanded. She then listened as Donna described where the safe was. She also heard where her own jewelry was, as well as some of her mother’s. She felt horrible mentioning the safe because that prized ruby was about to be stolen. She had to let it happen because she did not want to have sex with Becky and get tickled. She watched the thief leave out the room and she hung her head in shame. She started to feel some tears fall because she was so weak.
Becky witnessed what happened and when the thief left the room, she saw Donna with her head down. She could hear her crying and that made her feel really terrible. She was still tied on the bed, her breasts and pussy showing and her feet were bare. She was to protect Donna and now she realized how much she failed. “Don’t cry, Donna.” she called out.
The thief returned after 10 minutes and was carrying her pouch. She felt really excited as she managed to take a lot of the jewels, including that ruby. She knew that would fetch a lot of money and her boss would love it. She looked around the room and saw a dejected Donna with her head down and was crying. She saw that she still had only one shoe on, and it made her proud. She didn’t even tickle the woman, and she folded. She looked over at Becky who was still trussed up and exposed. She figured she would call it a night and go home to celebrate the largest score she ever got. She went back towards the bed and saw those bare feet. She reached forward with her fingers and quickly ran them up and down the sole and loved that ticklish shriek from Becky. The woman was still very sensitive, and she was going to remember this night forever. “You were a lot of fun, Becky. I am so glad you are a failure. You thought you had me twice, and now look at you. You are showing me your goodies. Hehehe” she taunted.
Becky felt ashamed after hearing that taunt. She did have two opportunities to take this thief into custody and both times, she failed. She was also humiliated in the process. That tickle on her foot really felt intense and she prayed she was not going to get her feet tickled again. There would be no way she could stand that. Then she felt herself getting rolled over onto her stomach again. She had no idea what was going to happen next, but at least her breasts and pussy weren’t exposed. She then felt something get placed on her ass. She felt it inside her crack and wondered what it was. She then felt her wrists starting to get untied a little. “W-What are ya doing to me?” she asked.
The thief had placed the pen in Becky’s ass in the crack, and chuckled. It looked like Becky had a feather tail and that amused her. She also loosened the ropes around the wrists so that Becky could eventually get herself free. She then reached to the ground and picked up Becky’s socks. She wanted to take a trophy of sorts, and those socks would do just fine. “It is time for me to leave now. I wish you both a great night, and Donna, thank you for the jewels. Hehehe Maybe next time we can see just how ticklish you are.” she said, then headed towards the door.
Donna saw the thief leaving the room and she just couldn’t stop herself from crying. That intruder managed to steal her family’s valuables and there was nothing she could do to prevent that. Her father feared leaving her behind and on the first night alone, the valuables were gone. The tears started to flow as this was a very painful moment for her. Because she feared for her own safety, she gave up almost instantly under the threat of torture. She then looked up and towards the bed. She could see that pen sticking up from Becky’s naked ass and could also see her working her wrists to get free. She could not believe that the deputy did not stop the thief. Anger started to build because Becky’s only job was to protect her and keep those valuables safe.
Becky felt her wrists finally coming undone and she managed to pull them free. She finally regained full use of her arms, and she laid them on her sides for a moment. It was time to get out of her bonds and set Donna free. She reached back and felt that feather. Another wave of embarrassment washed over her when she realized the pen must have looked like a tail on her. That tickling thief really got her and now she had to recuperate. She rolled over onto her back and now she sat up. It was time to undo the ties on her legs, so she could be set free. As she worked the ropes, she heard some crying and saw that Donna was distraught. She did feel for the woman because she just lost valuable things. Once she got the ropes from her legs, she got up off the bed and started to pull her underwear and jeans back up. She still couldn’t believe she was exposed like that. Once she finished with her jeans, she put her bra back down to cover her breasts, then buttoned up her shirt. It was an all-around humiliating experience, and she wanted to get out of this room. Becky walked over to Donna in her barefeet and started to undo the ropes around the ankles first.
Donna felt the ropes loosening around her ankles and she was happy she was finally getting released. Once her ankles were free, she saw the barefoot apprentice starting to undo the ropes on her arms. The ropes came loose, and she was finally free. She rubbed her wrists and then stared at Becky’s face. She saw the look of concern on the face, but she didn’t care. She felt incredibly angry at Becky. It was her failure that allowed those jewels to be stolen. “Well, I hope you’re happy! I was robbed!!!” she yelled.
Becky was surprised by the tone of that response, but she also understood. The thief managed to steal jewels from Donna. She tried to remain calm because Donna must have been traumatized. “I am sorry that happened. Are ya ok?” she asked with empathy in her voice.
“DO I LOOK OK????? You had ONE job, Becky, ONE JOB!!!!” Donna yelled. She then got up from the chair and located her empty shoe. She put it back on her foot and now she was clothed. She was thrilled Becky covered her private area, but she was still very upset with her.
“I’m sorry. I really am….” Becky said softly. Donna was getting angrier, and she had to remain calm and let this woman vent a little. She did hope that Donna appreciated her setting her free.
“You ARE sorry! You are a sorry excuse for a woman! You are a sorry excuse for a human being! ARGH!!!!! YOU FAILED ME AND MY FAMILY!!!” Donna yelled. After that ordeal, she felt violated. Her home was broken into, and she was tied up and forced to give up valuables or be tortured. She kept thinking that the entire reason Becky was even in her home was to prevent anything bad happening to the valuables or her. Becky was physically larger than that thief, yet the diminutive criminal easily toppled Becky and completely embarrassed her. Now she wanted to express her deep anger. “I WAS ABOUT TO BE TORTURED BECAUSE OF YOUR FAILURE!!!” she yelled.
Becky could tell Donna was now in a rage. She didn’t seem too sad anymore and was starting to be insulting. She already felt terrible that she didn’t stop the thief, but now Donna was not being nice. She was tortured and embarrassed, but the only thing on Donna’s mind was her own well-being. She wasn’t even tortured and now she was getting blamed for revealing the jewels. “Hey, I am sorry. Ya don’t have to yell at me.” she said in a soft voice.
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? ARE YOU STUPID? I AM GOING TO YELL AT YOU!!! YOU ARE A……..FAILURE!!!!!!!!!” Donna said in a very loud and angry voice. The pain of the ordeal was really amplifying her emotions, and she wanted to express them. She looked at Becky’s face and could see that she was sad. It didn’t even matter to her. Becky was not on her level, and she felt superior to her. “Get out of my house!!! GO!! NOW!!!” she yelled.
“But I have to protect ya. I am supposed to stay the night, remember?” Becky reminded her. Her assignment was to stay overnight to make sure Donna was safe. She did realize the irony in that thought because they were literally attacked moments ago, and the jewels were gone.
Donna’s mouth was wide open with shock. She heard Becky say she was supposed to stay overnight and protect her, that really set her off. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? You were supposed to protect me, huh? HOW DID THAT WORK OUT?! Huh? I am obviously not protected!!! You let that thief come in here and you get yourself tied up! That tiny person then tickled you and you couldn’t do anything but laugh. They even exposed your body! I-I saw your breasts! I saw your butt! I even saw your….you know what! Look at you now! I can even see those big feet of yours!” she yelled.
Becky looked down at her toes and wiggled them. It was a reminder of what happened and could tell Donna was very upset. She then started to look for her socks. She wanted to put them back on and then her boots. “Have ya seen muh socks?” she asked.
“That thief took them!!! You, Becky Lockhart, are the most INEPT, IDIOTIC AND TALENTLESS DEPUTY I have ever seen!!! ONE JOB!! YOU FAILED AT YOUR ONE JOB!!!” Donna yelled. She really wanted to tear into Becky so she could forget who she folded so easily to the thief. She felt her blood boiling and wanted to take out everything on Becky. “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!! GO!!! YOU FAILED AND I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE ANYMORE! I am obviously safe now. The valuables are gone! I despise you right now, Becky Lockhart. Rest assured; your Sheriff will hear about this. GO!!!!” she screamed, then pointed towards the door.
Becky heard those very strong insults, and she felt terrible. Even though she was not happy Donna called her names, she did understand that her own failure at stopping a thief who was much smaller than her physically made all of this happen. She felt really sad at the moment and knew it would be better if she did leave. She then located her empty boots and picked them up. She looked at Donna again, who still had her finger pointing towards the door of the room. She sighed, then headed out the door. The thief humiliated her and now Donna was doing the same. She slowly made her way down the wooden stairs, her barefeet touching that hardwood. Once she got to the bottom of the stairs, she started to put her boots back on. They felt strange because she wasn’t wearing socks, but at least she didn’t have to walk home barefoot. Becky looked up the stairs and saw Donna standing there with a very angry look on her face. She lowered her head and walked out the front door. It was going to be a long walk home, and she felt crushed that she failed her assignment miserably. She knew the ramifications of this night had just begun.
NEXT DAY
Becky sat at her desk in the Sheriff’s station looking over papers. She felt so tired because she did not sleep at all. It was very early in the morning, and she was the first one at the Station. She just could not get the thought of what happened the previous night out of her mind. That tiny thief managed to defeat her rather easily and she paid the price. She also remembered the indignity of having that pen with a feather propped up against her rear end as a tail. Whoever that thief was, they definitely got the best of her. She then looked up and saw some of the male deputies coming in for the start of their shift. She took a deep breath and knew she had to maintain her composure. She could not let them know what happened to her. She then saw Sheriff Dickerson come in and he went to his office. She was definitely afraid of talking to him because surely, he would ask how the assignment went.
"Hey Becky!!! You are here already? I figured you and your new best friend, Donna Prescott, would be having breakfast together. You know, you would be sipping tea with your pinky finger extended and talking about whatever the hell that woman talks about. Hahahaha” deputy George joked.
“Haha yeah, I didn’t want to have breakfast with her. I just wanted to come into work.” she replied, hoping to avoid talking about the assignment.
“That woman has one BIG STICK up her ass! Always going around telling people how to live their lives. I am so glad I wasn’t there. There is no way I could be in the same room with that witch!” Deputy George continued. He continued to insult Donna and then his eyes went wide. He saw someone coming into the Sheriff’s station and he was stunned. “Well, speak of the devil. There she is!” he told her.
Becky looked over and saw a very determined look on Donna’s face. She looked very upset, and she was headed right for Sheriff Dickerson’s office. She already knew what it was about, and she felt incredible shame. “Yeah, there she is…..” she said quietly.
Donna made it to Sheriff Dickerson office and pounded on his door. She was very upset and had to give him a piece of her mind. She felt violated over the events of the previous night. She wanted to berate Sheriff Dickerson for even allowing Becky to come into her home and get tortured. She banged on the door again. “SHERIFF?! LET ME IN! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW!” she demanded.
“Come in…..” Sheriff Dickerson calmly responded. He could tell by the tone of Donna’s voice that she was very upset, and it probably would be something about Becky. He hoped it wasn’t anything serious. He knew this woman could be very demeaning over any little thing. He wondered if Becky walked into her home with dirty boots and got her rugs dirty. That would fit Donna’s personality to go complain. He took a deep breath and saw her walk in. He watched as she stormed towards the chair in front of his desk and watched her sit down. “What can I do for you today, Ms. Prescott?” he asked.
Becky felt extremely nervous as she wondered what Donna had to be telling Sheriff Dickerson. She had a feeling Donna was telling him that she was captured by a thief and failed to protect her. What really concerned her was that she wondered if Donna was going to tell the Sheriff what happened to her when she was tied up. She prayed Donna did not tell the good Sheriff how she was tickle tortured. That would be the most embarrassing moment of her life. All the tickle torture she experienced in life, no one really knew except a few people. Her face turned red, and she kept fidgeting in her seat. She could feel herself starting to perspire. Then she saw Deputy George head her way.
“Hey Becky, the Sheriff wants to see you.” Deputy George told her.
Becky gulped because she knew she had to confront Donna and the Sheriff. She already knew she was in trouble and now she had to face the music. She got up from her desk and made her way towards the office. It seemed like every step she took; it felt like she weighed a thousand pounds. Her heart was beating rapidly and her palms got really sweaty. She arrived at the office and gently knocked. Once she heard the words for her to come in, she opened the door and walked inside. She felt herself trembling with fear when she walked in. She saw Donna sitting in that chair in front of Sheriff Dickerson’s desk and she looked really angry. Then she saw the Sheriff leaning forward at his desk and he was staring right at her. “S-Sheriff? Ya needed to see me?” she asked nervously.
“Yes, have a seat, Becky.” the Sheriff told her. He saw Becky sitting down and he could already tell she was scared out of her mind. He wanted to get to the bottom of everything since Donna laid into him about what took place at the Prescott home. He wanted to hear Becky’s side of the story. “Becky, Ms. Prescott her says that last night was a terrible night. She told me that a thief broke into her home and captured you. Then she was forced to give up her jewelry, including that very rare ruby that Mr. Prescott had. Is this true?” he asked her.
Beckly began to blush when she heard his words. The Sheriff was a great man, but he was also very intimidating. She looked over at Donna who had a very angry look on her face, then she looked back at the Sherriff. This was the moment of truth. She knew she could not lie to the Sheriff, and she swallowed hard. “Yes….it is true. There was a thief that got inside the house and she, um, kinda captured me. I was tied up and Donna was too.” she said in a very soft voice.
“KIND OF captured you? KIND OF??? You were captured because you slipped on the rug!! PURE INCOMPETENCE, SHERIFF!!!” Donna screamed. She felt herself getting very angry and she wanted to berate Becky as much as possible in front of her boss. She really was disgusted with her and wanted her to suffer. “Because of her failure to protect me, my father’s precious jewels are gone! My life was threatened, and all this deputy did was get herself captured! What kind of deputies do you have? She is a total MORON and, and….” she huffed.
“Ms. Prescott, Becky is not a deputy. She is an apprentice. So, let’s not be too hard on her. It is unfortunate that your valuables were stolen. We will do everything we can to try and…” Sheriff Dickerson tried to say before he was interrupted.
“I don’t care if she is an apprentice! Her ONE JOB was to protect me! SHE FAILED MISERABLY!!! I had to confess where the jewels were, or the thief would torture me. Meanwhile, this miserable woman was tied up and helpless to stop it!” Donna screamed. She could see how scared Becky was and it made her feel better inside knowing she was getting the best of her. Her anger still continued to rise, and she wanted to embarrass Becky. “In fact, she is SO INCOMPETENT, I want her FIRED!!!! FIRE HER RIGHT NOW!!!” she demanded.
Becky gasped as she heard Donna’s request. The woman demanded that she lose her job, and she felt her emotions starting to get going. This was her dream job. She was so close to becoming a deputy and now that dream could be ruined all because of the tickling thief. “Ya wanna see me fired?” she asked.
Donna heard Becky’s soft voice, and she had an evil look on her face. “YES!!! I want her fired!! She is worthless, Sheriff! WORTHLESS!!” Donna yelled. She wanted to make Becky pay for failure and she lost her valuables. She felt that because the Prescott family had money and some influence with the mayor of Plotsville, she could ruin Becky’s life.
Becky felt her eyes starting to water and she had to fight off the urge to cry. She could tell how serious Donna was and knew she had influence in town. She could see her dream slipping away and it made her extremely sad. She lowered her head in shame and expected the Sheriff to fire her right on the spot. “I’m sorry, Sheriff. I really am….” she said with her voice starting to quiver.
Sheriff Dickerson watched as Donna yelled at Becky. He knew her failure cost the Prescott family a fortune, but he felt bad for Becky. He already knew she tried her best and something must have gone wrong for her to be captured. “I have heard your request, Ms. Prescott. I am not going to fire Becky. I am sure she feels horrible for not doing her assignment, but she will not lose her job. I will do my best to find this thief and get those jewels back. You have my word.” he told Donna.
Donna was stunned when she heard the Sheriff was not going to fire Becky. That really got her upset because he was defying her wishes. She felt her blood boiling and she wanted to scream. She then tried to calm herself because she did not want to lose her “dignified” demeanor and completely lose it. She realized she would have to go above Sheriff Dickerson’s head to get rid of Becky. She stood up from her chair and stuck her nose in the air. “Well, I can’t believe you turned me down! She should be fired immediately! I guess I just have to go about it a different way. You have not heard the last of this. One way or another, that miserable woman will be fired! Good day! Hmph!!!” she said in a huff, then stormed out of the office.
Becky watched as Donna left the office in a huff. She knew Donna was blistering mad and she felt so guilty. She hung her head in shame and tried to prevent herself from crying. “I am really sorry, Sheriff. I really am. I feel terrible for what happened.” she said softly.
“What did happen? She told me you were tied up and watched as the thief was about to torture her somehow. She gave up the jewels before anything terrible happened to her. I am glad you weren’t tortured. If you were tied up, anything could have happened.” Sheriff Dickerson asked. He felt bad for Becky and wanted to try and comfort her.
Becky lifted her head in surprise. Somehow, Donna did not tell the Sheriff what happened to her when she was tied up. It appeared the Sheriff was not told about her getting tickle tortured. She wondered why Donna didn’t tell him about that because she seemed to relish trying to embarrass her. Whatever the reason, she was happy that the Sheriff did not know about that embarrassing ordeal. “It was just like that. I tried to go after the thief, but I slipped on the rug and before I knew it, I was all tied up. I feel horrible. I am so sorry I failed ya.” she told him.
“I understand. I know we haven’t heard the last from her, but I am glad you are ok. Bad things could have happened to you when you were tied up. I am glad you are safe now. We do need to find this thief. That thief has assaulted many women in this town, and it is getting serious. I can’t wait for Darby to get back on full duty. I know her guests are here, but I need her back. Ok, Becky, you are dismissed. Try to stay strong. We will figure this out.” Sheriff Dickerson told her. He was getting frustrated that eight women had now been accosted by this thief. He wanted his best deputy on the case and couldn’t wait for Darby to return.
Becky stood up from her chair and saluted the Sheriff. She was really grateful that he was supporting her instead of firing her. She walked out of the office and headed back to her desk. The day was still early and there was work to do. She also wanted a moment for herself. It was such an emotional time for her, and she wanted to figure out her feelings at this moment. She made it back to her desk and put her face in her hands. She was desperately trying to avoid crying because she didn’t want all the other deputies to see her. “Why am I such a failure? I can’t believe I let that thief get me like that. I hope I am not fired soon. I-I can’t be fired. Not from here…” she told herself.
AFTERNOON
Darby walked into the Sheriff’s station and felt a little sad. Today was the day that La Diabla, Cheyenne and Molly were leaving. They were going to take the train down to Mexico and visit Bella, Veronica and Gabby. She truly enjoyed spending time with all of them, and especially that alone time with La Diabla. She wanted to find Becky, so she could bring her back to her house to say goodbye to the trio. She waved to a few of the deputies and then saw Becky at her desk. She saw her working on some paperwork, and she smiled. She always loved seeing Becky and now it was time to get her to go see their friends for the last time on this visit. “Hiya Becky!! Good to see you!” she said.
Becky looked up from her desk and saw her hero standing there. Seeing that cheery face helped lift her spirits a little and she smiled. “Darby!! So good to see ya! I have missed ya a lot. More than you know….” she told her.
“I am very happy to see you too. I came by because this is muh guests last day. They will be leaving in a few hours, so I wanted to come get you to say goodbye. They wanted to see you before they left. Ready to go?” Darby asked. She saw Becky’s face and even though she was smiling, she could see there was something bothering her. She knew Becky well enough to know when something was bothering her. “Hey, is something wrong?” she asked.
Becky heard that question and she wanted to cry at that moment. She really adored Darby and valued her as a friend and mentor. She figured she should talk to her about what happened and perhaps get some good advice from her. “Ya, there is something; that happened. There is somethin’ I want to tell ya.” she said in a shy voice.
Darby guided Becky to her office and closed the door. She watched her apprentice sit down and she had such a sad look on her face. She felt concerned for her and could tell she was very sad. She then listened as Becky told her what happened. She was surprised to learn that there was a thief breaking into women’s homes, tying them up and torturing them into giving up their valuable jewelry. She listened as Becky described how Mia was assaulted, which broke her heart. She was a bit relieved to know that Becky prevented Mia from suffering more, but then she heard about Donna Prescott. She heard Becky tell her what happened in the Prescott house. She gasped as she heard how Becky was tied up, and got tickle tortured. Darby felt nervous for Becky, because out of all people, she understood the trauma of being tickled more than anyone else. She could tell Becky was emotional when she heard how she had her private parts exposed. She heard how the thief threatened to torture Donna, only for the young Prescott to give up the jewels to avoid being tortured. She started to get emotional herself when she heard Donna came into the station earlier this morning and berated Becky in front of Sheriff Dickerson. She saw Becky on the verge of tears when she described how Donna wanted her fired from her job. Darby started to get emotional because Becky was so sad. She was again grateful to the Sheriff who refused to fire Becky, but she understood why Becky was so sad. She knew how badly she wanted to be a deputy, and this was another mistake she made. She knew she had to comfort her apprentice and keep her motivated. “Becky, that sounds awful! You must feel sick to your stomach after all of that.” she told her.
“Yeah….I messed up, Darby. I really messed up. Donna said she will try to get me fired. I don’t want to get fired. I like muh job here. Why did I have to be so ticklish? That thief really got me good. I felt so helpless, and now Donna hates me.” Becky responded. She felt a little better talking to Darby about her ordeal. She knew her mentor would understand what she went through since Darby was tortured several times herself. She remembered how they both were tortured in that barn at the hands of Sabrina and Babs. She wiped her eyes and wanted to put on a strong face.
“Becky, listen. I know this hurts and I can understand why you feel so sad. You did your best. The thief got the upper hand. You know I know how horrible and embarrassing it is to be tortured like that. Here is the bright side. You prevented Mia from suffering even more. Even though the thief got you, it prevented Donna from suffering the same fate. I know Donna is a handful, but she wasn’t tortured. She didn’t have to endure what we both had endured. She is mad now, and she will always be a pain. I want you to know that the Sheriff and I support you 100%. You are so brave. We need you here and I will do muh best to make sure you stay here.” Darby told her, trying to reassure her. She heard about Donna Prescott because of the constant situations she caused around town. She had yet to meet her but looked forward to doing so. No one was going to make her apprentice feel terrible. She wanted to keep Becky’s confidence up because she had a feeling that one day, she would need this young woman to do something brave in the line of duty. “As for this mysterious thief, I will look into it muhself. She attacked you. She attacked Mia. She attacked several women in this town, and she will not get away with it. Are you sure it is a woman?” she asked.
“Yeah, it could be a small man, but her body is very agile. The hands are very small, and the voice is feminine. I wish I knew who it was. I want to arrest her so badly.” Becky responded. She started to feel love for Darby because her mentor was trying to make her feel so much better. She also felt excited that she and Darby would go after this thief. That got her to smile a little knowing Darby was going to help her. If there was anyone that could bring down that thief, it was Deputy Darby Reeves!
“And you will. I have full confidence it will be done. Oh, leave Donna Prescott to me. She is not going to yell at ya and get away with it. I will have to pay her a visit too.” Darby told her. She then thought of something to help make Becky happy again. She remembered the reason she showed up and wanted to tell her apprentice. “Hey, Cheyenne, Molly and….well…..they are going to leave in a few hours. Come with me to say goodbye. They requested to see you before they left.” she told her.
“Really? How nice of them! Yeah, let’s go. Plus, I want to get away from this place for a bit. Donna really hurt muh feelings, and I need to be around good people. Let’s go!” Becky said. She then got up from her chair and followed Darby out of her office. She followed Darby out of the station after saying goodbye to the Sheriff and they were headed to Darby’s horse. She loved riding on Darby’s horse. It was a strong one that moved pretty fast. She felt her pigtails flying in the air and she felt better. She knew she had to deal with Donna, but at least her hero was there to make her feel better. She saw Darby’s house approaching and when the horse slowed down, she got excited. She really liked Cheyenne, Molly and La Diabla. She was going to miss them and hoped they enjoyed the rest of their vacation. She wanted to get Donna out of her mind and just enjoy them. Then as she walked towards the house, she remembered something. “Oh muh goodness! I almost forgot!” she said.
“What is it? What did you forget?” Darby asked as she walked towards the back door of her house. She looked over at Becky and saw her smack her forehead with her palm.
“I was supposed to take Cheyenne and Molly to Gertrude’s house! They haven’t seen her yet. I was so wrapped up in Donna and the ticklin’ thief, that it didn’t cross muh mind.” Becky said. She was supposed to take Cheyenne and Molly to visit Gertrude. They enjoyed Gertrude at Phoebe’s house, and she hoped she could take them there.
“Ah yes, they haven’t gone to Gertrude’s house.” Darby recalled. Then, a thought came to her mind. She remembered what happens at Gertrude’s house and wondered if poor Cheyenne or Molly would get their feet tickled. Then another thought crossed her mind. She couldn’t believe she was thinking about this, but it sounded like such a fun idea. She wanted La Diabla to go visit Gertrude’s house! That would be such an interesting sight. She felt a bit devious thinking about having her lover get her feet tickled by the master of foot tickling. It would be such a hilarious sight to see. She had to somehow get La Diabla there so it would be the memory of a lifetime. Plus, she wanted a little revenge against the outlaw for tickling her feet during their alone time. Now, it was time to put the plan into motion. “Hey, why don’t you take them there? It would give me one last chance to spend some time with Salem. Then, I will bring her there! She is in her disguise, so I think we will be safe. Think about it, Becky. Salem at Gertrude’s house. Hehehe it would be a GREAT memory!” she smiled.
Becky saw the smile on Darby’s face and when she heard what the plan was, she started to giggle. She definitely knew what happened when someone shows up at Gertrude’s house. The image of La Diabla showing up and getting her feet tickled seemed really exciting. She heard the outlaw was indeed very ticklish, but she had never seen it. It would be the memory of a lifetime! “Yeah, I like that plan! Ok, I will take Cheyenne and Molly there first. Then ya show up with her and…..wow. This will be something to see!” she said.
“Ok, let’s go inside and talk to them about visiting Gertrude. I will convince Salem to go there with me in about an hour. Becky, this will be the best thing ever!! Hehehehe” Darby giggled as she thought about La Diabla laughing her head off while her sensitive feet were tickled. She then opened her back door and went inside. She saw the trio sitting in her living room and they looked like they were having a great conversation. “Hey! I am back. Look who I brought with me!” she told them.
“Becky!!!! You are here!!!” Cheyenne shouted and then stood up. She went to Becky and gave her a hug. She really appreciated the time she spent with Becky while they went on the tour of Plotsville. She liked Becky’s free spirit and her funny personality. She still remembered how out of balance she was when Rita at the burlesque show flirted with her.
“So good to see ya too, Cheyenne! I hope all of ya had a great time. I hear ya are about to leave for Mexico soon. But, before ya go, ya have to come with me to go visit Gertrude. We haven’t seen her yet.” Becky responded. She felt a little giddy inside because Darby’s plan was going to be fun.
“Yes, let’s go see Gertrude!! She is such a nice lady! You want to go, Molly?” Cheyenne asked. She liked Gertrude when she talked to her at Phoebe’s mansion. She really loved having new friends and she just couldn’t leave for Mexico yet without seeing Gertrude.
“Yes, let’s go! We have a few hours, so let’s go see her. She is really nice.” Molly responded. She adored meeting Gertrude and all the women at Phoebe’s house. She was also very excited about going to Mexico as well.
“Then, let’s go!” Becky said with excitement. She saw both Cheyenne and Molly standing and looking ready to go. She looked over at La Diabla and smiled. She started to imagine that very dangerous, yet very sweet woman, having her feet tickled. It was going to be something to see. “I will bring them back soon. It is always good to see ya, La Diabla!” she told her.
“Good to see you too, Becky. I hope they both have fun. Tell Gertrude, I said hello.” La Diabla replied. She was happy that Cheyenne and Molly were excited to go see Gertrude. She knew it was too risky for her to go, and it was another chance to spend some alone time with Darby one last time before she went to Mexico.
“Ok, see ya both really soon! Hehehe:” Becky said, as she then left the house with Cheyenne and Molly following her. She started to chat with them and heard about the fun they had in Plotsville. She was proud that she was able to keep them entertained. It also took the thought of Donna Prescott out of her mind. She needed this break and be around people who truly liked her.
Darby saw the trio leave her home, and then she saw La Diabla. She was dressed in her disguise, which consisted of the tribal clothing from the Elu tribe. She didn’t have the face paint on yet, but that would happen right before they left. She still found her incredibly beautiful and wished they could have sex one more time. It would have to wait because she had to somehow get La Diabla to Gertrude’s house. “I am so sad that all of you are leaving me. I had such a great time with them, and you know, especially with you. I love you, Salem. This was perhaps one of the best times I had with you. Because we got to be together for a few days. Normally, some wild adventure happens, and we end up having a brief time together.” she told her.
“I know. It was really nice to spend some alone time with you, and to be around you for a few days. I think it is the longest time we have spent with one another and NOT having to bring down some evil bitch trying to torture the both of us. Hehehe” La Diabla laughed. She saw Darby staring at her and she wanted to kiss her. She knew she would see Bella, Gabby and Veronica soon, but this was the best part of her trip. She would always remember this moment. “Kiss me. Kiss me now. Kiss me hard. Hehehe” she told her.
Becky arrived at Gertrude’s house, and she felt a little nervous. Knowing what could possibly happen inside that house seemed exciting, especially if they could get La Diabla to be there. She saw the smiles on both Cheyenne and Molly’s faces, and she wondered if Gertrude would try to get one of them. She knew she needed this kind of moment. After her day went horrible, seeing someone getting tickled and not her was something very worthwhile. “Ok muh friends, here we are!” she told them.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but smile once they arrived at Gertrude’s home. She enjoyed every last bit of Plotsville and now she was going to see the home of someone else. She followed Becky up to the porch of the house and saw her knock on the door. She heard the door opening and once it did, she saw Gertrude standing there. She started to smile and hoped this would be a great surprise for Gertrude.
“Hi Becky!!! So good to see you!!! Thanks for stopping by! What can I do for you? Would you like to come in and…..relax?” Gertrude said with a huge smile. She wasn’t expecting any company this evening, but since Becky was here, she might as well enjoy herself. Her mind immediately started to think Becky needed to relax. She could see the look on her face. Even though she was smiling, she sensed something was off about her and she wanted to help.
“Um, yeah. Hehe I wanted to relax a bit. I have a surprise for ya! Look who is here…” Becky said, then motioned her hand towards Cheyenne and Molly. She heard Gertrude’s words and that made her curl her toes in her boots. She knew Gertrude probably wanted to tickle her feet and was very happy she wasn’t alone.
Gertrude looked over to her right and saw Cheyenne and Molly standing there. That brought a very large smile to her face because she adored those two young ladies. They were very nice to her at Phoebe’s house and they had some really good conversation. “Oh my goodness!!! Can it be? Well hello, Cheyenne!! Hello Molly!! You are here in Plotsville!! Oh, I am so rude, COME IN, COME IN!!!” she said with excitement as she opened the door.
Cheyenne followed Molly inside and when she got inside, she saw how cozy the home looked. She saw all the decorations on the walls and the nice rug on the floor. It was a smaller house, but she found it very cozy. It was warm inside, and she could even smell food. “It is so good to see you, Gertrude!! I love your home!” she said, then gave the older woman a hug.
Gertrude felt that strong hug and it made her so happy. The thing she discovered about Cheyenne at Phoebe’s house was how warm and loving Cheyenne’s hugs were. This young lady was full of love, and she adored her. She then released the hug and stared at Cheyenne’s pretty face. Her eyes then darted down to those small feet hiding inside the moccasins. “Oh Cheyenne, aren’t you always the sweetest? Thank you. How are you, Molly?” she asked.
“I am good! I must say, Plotsville is such a great town. We saw so much! I like your house! It is so cute!” Molly told her, then she gave Gertrude a hug as well.
Gertrude felt love inside her heart as she hugged both of these young ladies. She saw that beautiful smile on Molly’s face, and she adored her. Her eyes then darted down and saw her small feet inside her black leather shoes. She then turned towards Becky. “Thank you for bringing them! Now, how about I give you guys some of my delicious cake? So, sit down. Find a seat and I will be right back!” she told all of them.
Becky wanted to giggle away because she loved cake, but also knew Gertrude was in a tickling mood. She saw how she looked down at Cheyenne and Molly’s feet. She also caught Gertrude looking at her feet. She definitely didn’t want to be tickled today after that ordeal at Donna’s home. She watched Molly go to a chair in the living room and Cheyenne made her way to the couch. That made her eyes widened because that was the place Gertrude loved having her ticklish victims. She wondered if Gertrude would try and tickle Cheyenne. She wanted to be entertained and that could happen. As she made her way to a chair for herself, she wondered what would happen when La Diabla showed up. She saw Gertrude coming back into the room, trying to balance three plates. She walked over to Gertrude to help her. “Here, let me help ya. The cake looks delicious.” she said.
“Thank you! It is a fresh cake, just made today! Hehe” Gertrude said. She then started to head towards the ladies and saw that it was Cheyenne sitting on the couch. She wondered how Cheyenne would react if she tried to get to her feet. She looked at Becky and it seemed like she had a knowing face because she had this silly smile on her face. That made her giggle because Becky must have wanted to see someone else get tickled for a change. She then handed the plates to Molly and Cheyenne since Becky took her own plate. She sat down on the couch next to Cheyenne on her right. This was the prime spot for her and now she started to get excited. She hoped little Cheyenne was ticklish on her feet. Her eyes looked at those moccasins and wondered what those small feet looked like. She tickled small feet before, but those looked smaller. She then watched as they each took bites out of the cake. “Well, how do you like it?” she asked.
“This is really good!! Mmmmmmm” Cheyenne said as she took a bite out of the cake. It was a rich chocolate cake, and the taste exploded on her tastebuds. Ever since she went to school, she had tried foods she never really had before, and cake was one of them. Her tribe made a cake of sorts, but they never had anything the English folks had. She took a few more bites and she really loved it. She looked over at Molly who seemed to be in heaven. She saw how with each bite, she would close her eyes. “Hehehe do you like the cake, Molly?” she asked with a smile.
“Yes!!! This is a very delicious cake. I love it!” Molly replied as she took another bite. This kind of chocolate exploded on her taste buds, and she savored the taste. She wanted to remember to write down the experience in her travel journal. She saw Gertrude smiling at them, but she noticed she kept looking downwards. She didn’t think much of it, but it seemed weird that Gertrude kept looking towards the floor near Cheyenne’s feet.
Gertrude felt her heart flutter when she heard the compliments. She loved it when people enjoyed her baked goods. Once the ladies were finished, she saw Becky looking at her with a guilty smile and knew that young apprentice was looking forward to something. She engaged in small talk with Cheyenne and Molly and heard that they visited all the different places in Plotsville. She was surprised they visited the burlesque show and The Thirsty Cowboy. She heard how they walked everywhere and even though they were tired, they enjoyed every moment of it. She also heard that they stayed at Darby’s house and was pleasantly surprised that La Diabla herself was in town, hiding in Darby’s house. She understood why La Diabla wasn’t here now, but hoped she could somehow see her before she left. It was still surreal to her that she was friends with the outlaw who once terrorized this same town. “I hope I get to see her. She is such an amazing lady. Hehehe So, you guys all walked around a lot. Are you tired?” she asked.
“A little. It was a lot of walking, but worth it all. I really like this town. It seems so friendly. We got to rest a bit, but we did do a lot of walking.” Cheyenne responded. She also hoped that La Diabla could come visit this house. She wished she didn’t have to hide everywhere she went. There was some hope because once they were in Mexico, La Diabla could probably roam around. The only town she couldn’t visit was Ciudad De Zopilote. The town of the Montenegros and the same town where she met the famous outlaw.
“I bet! Yes, Plotsville is getting bigger, so there is a lot of expansion. It also means a lot of walking. Hehehe That can be….tiring.” Gertrude said. She felt a jolt of excitement in her body because that was the perfect setup for her next move. She wanted to play with Cheyenne and thought it would be a great addition to the many women whose feet she got to play with. She also decided she would go easy on those feet since Cheyenne was an out-of-town guest. She leaned forward on the couch and placed her hands on her lap. She glanced over at Becky, and she looked eager. That made her smile. “You poor things. There is a lot of walking to be done. I do have something that will help relax you. Do you want to see?” she asked, looking at Cheyenne.
Cheyenne could see the smile on Gertrude’s face and could feel her energy. She seemed really excited at the moment and was curious. She did do a lot of walking and if there was something Gertrude could do to help her relax, she wanted to experience it. This vacation was all about having experiences. She also started to think about her own relaxation technique she learned from her tribe. “Sure! What will you do?” she asked innocently.
“Now, it might seem a little different at first, but I want you to just let yourself go and enjoy the moment. Ok?” Gertrude asked. She felt herself starting to salivate as her chance to play with new feet had arrived. She liked tickling Darby, Mandy, Mia and Becky’s feet often, but whenever she got “new” feet, it was always the best thrill. She then leaned down and gently grabbed Cheynne’s left ankle and slowly moved it upwards. She could feel Cheyenne’s body moving towards the arm of the couch and she was getting in position. She placed the small foot in her lap, and she almost laughed in sheer excitement. She then reached down and took the right ankle and brought that foot up into her lap. She noticed Cheyenne still held onto her cake plate and that made her smile. “There we go!” she said with enthusiasm.
Cheyenne was surprised when Gertrude grabbed her left ankle and moved her foot into her lap. She remembered Gertrude said for her to let herself go and she was also very curious. When her right foot got into the lap, she wondered if Gertrude was going to do the same technique that she knew and could do. She saw the look on Gertrude’s face, and she looked really excited. She wiggled her feet for a moment and took another bite out of the cake. It really was a delicious cake and then she felt Gertrude’s hands on her moccasins. “hehe what are you going to show me? You wanted my feet in your lap?” she asked.
“Yes! I wanted to make you more comfortable. It is all part of relaxation. Thank you for allowing me this opportunity to relax you. I know your poor little feet must be tired and I want to help soothe them.” Gertrude said, then placed her hand on the moccasin and started to tug at the heel of the left shoe. The shoe easily came off the heel and she was so close to exposing Cheyenne’s feet. “Just trust me….” she said with a very toothy grin.
Cheyenne watched as she saw Gertrude starting to take off her moccasin. She saw the smile on her face and she thought it was cute. The shoe came off her heel the slid right off her foot, exposing her toes. She wiggled them a little and thought it was amusing this was taking place. She wondered if Gertrude knew about the same technique she used on others. “Hehehe you wanted to see my feet?” she asked.
Gertrude’s eyes went wide when she saw that tiny barefoot. The size 6 foot was absolutely adorable to her. She saw how thick the sole was. She moved her head back a little so she could stare at the sole. It had tanned skin, a little wide and had many wrinkles. The toes were so pudgy and adorable. They resembled tiny pebbles. She then moved her hand towards the right foot and slowly pulled the moccasin off. Now, both feet were exposed, and she felt her heart beating faster. She really liked these little feet and couldn’t wait to touch them. She placed Cheyenne’s moccasins on the floor next to the couch and gave the tops of the feet a gentle pat. “You have some really cute feet, Cheyenne! So tiny! Hehehe” she giggled.
Becky watched with great anticipation when she saw those moccasins come off and now Cheyenne’s barefeet were exposed. She thought the little feet were very cute and wondered how ticklish they would be. She was very grateful that it wasn’t her feet being examined right now. There were several occasions when she visited this home, she ended up barefoot and laughing herself silly. She looked at Gertrude’s face and she recognized it. She could see the tickling excitement on the face and wanted to see what happened next as she took another bite out of her cake.
“Hehehe thank you. Yes, my feet are really small. Are you going to relax my feet? You don’t have to. I am fine. They don’t ache now.” Cheyenne said to Gertrude. She thought Gertrude was such a nice woman for doing this. She loved doing the technique to others and knowing Gertrude would do something like that made her adore her.
“Nonsense! You need to relax and feel good. Now, just hold still, I want to test something.” Gertrude said, then slowly stroked the tip of her index finger from the heel, through the arch and off the ball of the foot. She immediately felt the foot twitch and those cute little toes were curling. Her adrenaline spiked because she recognized how ticklish the foot was. “Hehehe does that tickle?” she asked.
“Hehehee yes!!! You have to be careful. I am really ticklish on my feet!” Cheyenne responded. She felt that finger slid up her foot and the ticklish reactions felt strong. The stroke wasn’t a hard one, but it still tickled her a lot. Her feet were feeling very sensitive and when they came out of her moccasins, they were usually very warm and ticklish.
“Hehehe how cute! Ticklish feet are good to have! It lets all of us know you are alive. Haha” Gertrude joked, then started to flutter her fingers up and down that sole. She felt the foot starting to move away, and she used her right hand to grab that left ankle to hold the foot still. She wanted to play with Cheyenne a little, then tickle her really good. She wasn’t planning on going too hard, but enough to get this very cute woman squirming and laughing her head off. “Hehehe tickle tickle tickle” she teased.
Cheyenne felt those fingers moving a bit faster on her foot and when her ankle was grabbed, she realized Gertrude was tickling her on purpose. She made her lean further back against the armrest of the couch and she felt those sensations flowing right through her body. She saw the look on Gertrude’s face and saw that mischievous smile. “Hehehehe you’re tickling me! hehehehehe Gertrude!! It tickles!!!” she laughed.
Molly couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Gertrude tickling Cheyenne’s foot. It seemed so funny watching that older woman tickling her best friend. She heard that very cute laughter and she enjoyed this little show. Anytime she saw Cheyenne getting tickled, it amused her a lot. She loved it when she and Ann tickled poor Cheyenne during the last night at school. She loved helping Darby tickle Cheyenne at Phoebe’s mansion. Now, she was watching yet another person tickling Cheyenne. She loved how ticklish she was and was glad it wasn’t her own feet getting tickled.
“Hehehe yes, I am tickling you! Your feet are just too cute to not tickle!” Gertrude teased as her fingers swirled in the arch area. The foot was nearly a flat foot with the arch being low, but the skin there was still very delicate. She liked how warm and tender the skin was. She turned her head to the right and saw Cheyenne’s laughing face. She thought that smile was so cute. Cheyenne really was such a beautiful young lady and now that she knew she had ticklish feet, she wanted to tickle her forever. Her fingers then moved towards those tiny toes. She was curious about the reaction she would get.
Cheyenne continued to let out ticklish shrieks as she felt those fingers tickling the bottom of her foot. Her right foot was free, and she started to move it around. Her instinct was to start kicking, but she didn’t want to hurt Gertrude. She figured this was just a fun little game that was being played and hoped it wouldn’t last too long. If she kept getting tickled, she would be so exhausted and helpless. Then she felt the fingers lightly fluttering under her toes and she let out a loud ticklish shriek. “HAHAHAHAHAHA NOT MY TOES!!!!” she roared.
Gertrude’s body started to fill with ticklish lust when she heard that reaction. Those tiny toes were so ticklish. She saw Cheyenne’s body starting to contort and knew she was breaking down already. That meant she was really ticklish, and she had to slow down. She had no intention of torturing Cheyenne, and now it was time to let her breathe a bit. She gently placed her left palm against the sole and rested it there. “Hehehe you really are ticklish on your feet. Are you ok, my dear?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt some relief after the fingers left her toes. She could still feel residual ticklish feelings but was grateful the tickling stopped. She looked over at Gertrude and the smile on the face amazed her. She could tell that woman truly enjoyed tickling her. “hehehehe yes, I am ok. That really tickled. My toes are really bad. I hope I didn’t kick you or anything.” she told her.
“You did not. Hehehe If you did, I would understand. Your feet are so very…..tickly! hehehe I love the sound of your laughter.” Gertrude replied. She could see Cheyenne starting to fan herself with her hand and then looked at the right foot. She just had to see if that foot was just as responsive. She licked her lips as she thought about tickling that other foot.
“Hehehe Cheyenne, you sound so funny! I love it when you laugh!” Molly joked. She really enjoyed watching Cheyenne squirm around a lot on the couch. She then saw her best friend shoot her a look and she just kept giggling.
“hehehe you know I am really ticklish!! Hey, how about you sit here and let her relax your feet?” Cheyenne shot back. She knew Molly was absolutely having a blast watching her get tickled. Her friend seemed to really enjoy whenever she was tickled. The thought of Molly laughing her head off was something she wanted to see. She started to think she had to get ticklish revenge on her one day.
“I am ok. Your feet are tired. I am just fine. Hehehe” Molly giggled back. She definitely did not want to be tickled at all.
“Hehehe that was great. I didn’t know ya were that ticklish, Cheyenne. So cute.” Becky giggled as she enjoyed watching Cheyenne get tickled. Then she remembered something else. She remembered Darby’s plan and it was time to tell Gertrude. “Hey, Darby will be here soon. I think she will try to bring La Diabla by. She might be tired too. Hehehe” she giggled.
Gertrude’s eyes lit up when she heard that Darby was coming over. It was also surprising to hear that La Diabla might visit as well. She would love to tickle both of them; however, La Diabla would be an amazing accomplishment. The thought of her tickling the feet of the infamous outlaw was something she never dreamed of. That thought of those feet in her hands set off an excitement she never felt before. It was as though La Diabla’s feet were the “forbidden feet” and tickling them would be the ultimate moment. “La Diabla might be coming over with Darby?” she asked with her voice sounding nervous.
“Yeah, Darby said she will try. It is risky, but she does want to bring her here. Can ya imagine how tired she is? Her poor feet might need some……relaxin’. Hehehe” Becky said with a grin.
Cheyenne put her hands to her mouth to hide her shock. If her own feet were tickled by Gertrude, she could only imagine if La Diabla was tickled. She liked that idea. She remembered how ticklish La Diabla’s feet were. To her knowledge, outside of the criminals they encountered, she was the only one to ever tickle La Diabla’s feet long enough. She remembered when she first took the outlaw to her room in Mexico and nursed her sore ankle. She applied her technique to the feet and discovered the outlaw was very sensitive on her feet. It was such a cute moment to see someone with her reputation laughing because of her feet being tickled. She asked La Diabla if Darby ever tickled her, but she never got a straight answer. She knew how bad Aleshanee wanted to really tickle those feet, but never got a good chance on her. Now, the prospect of La Diabla being in this house and getting tickled sounded very appealing. “I hope she does! Of course, she should visit to see Gertrude, but I think her feet need some relaxation too. Hehehe I think we all want to see her……relaxing.” she said with a sly smile.
Gertrude started to fan herself because her body temperature spiked with excitement. She could see Becky, Molly and Cheyenne all seemed excited as well. Tickling La Diabla’s feet would be the best moment in her foot tickling cravings. Darby’s large, pink soft feet were her greatest prize, but La Diabla would be even better. She then started to softly stroke her fingers up the right sole and felt the foot flinching. “I think she should come by. I think I need to touch her feet just like this…..hehehehe” she giggled as she listened to Cheyenne’s cute ticklish squeals.
Darby sat next to La Diabla on the couch and felt nervous. It was almost time for her friends to leave, and this was the last moment she was going to be alone with her for quite some time. In the back of her mind, she also had to get her to Gertrude’s house, so she could see the moment of a lifetime. She did love looking at the beautiful face. She could see that long black hair tied into a long ponytail. She thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. “Salem, I am really going to miss you. I really had a great time with you, and it will seem like forever before I see you again.” she told her.
“This has been a beautiful few days. I absolutely needed this. We don’t get to see each other much, so it was much deserved. I had fun with you at Phoebe’s house. We had some great sex here. I would fuck you again right now if it wasn’t for the fact we will be leaving soon. Haha” La Diabla responded with a smile.
“You know how to make a girl blush. Hehehe” Darby giggled. She loved the idea of having sex with the outlaw one more time, but time was almost over. She also started to feel nervous. She knew she had to get La Diabla to Gertrude’s house, so she could witness the event she thought could never happen. She grabbed La Diabla’s hand and kissed it. “You are adorable. It sounds a little weird saying that since when we first met, you tried to destroy me. hehehe We have come a LONG way and I love it. I wouldn’t change anything. Well, except for you torturing me. hehehe” she joked.
“Torturing you was and still is FUN!!! Hahahaha I am kidding. I wouldn’t change anything either. Our fates were determined by what happened. I am very grateful that I have got to know you. It is kind of weird that even though we love each other, we are not exactly an official couple. I wish I wasn’t under criminal prosecution, then I would stay in Plotsville and perhaps we could, you know, be a secret couple.” La Diabla told her. She knew that having an official relationship with the deputy wasn’t plausible because for her to be in one, she needed to be around that person a lot. The separation was driving her crazy, and she just couldn’t feel free.
“I know. I wish you weren’t a wanted woman. I am hoping somehow Sheriff Dickerson can find a way to have you pardoned. That way you could move closer to me. I don’t think you could live in Plotsville. Hehehe Too many people remember the days of El Guapo and his attacks.” Darby told her. She knew that even though La Diabla had changed since those criminal days with El Guapo, many townsfolk would not accept her. She wanted to be in a relationship with her but knew it couldn’t happen as long as La Diabla was on the run and in hiding. She kissed the hand again and smiled at her. “Speaking of citizens of Plotsville, there is one that DOES want to see you before you go. Remember Gertrude? She wants to see you before you go. I think it is late enough in the day that people are pretty much going home, so you won’t be recognized in your disguise. We will take muh horse over there, so we move fast. You should at least say hello to her. She also makes the best baked goods. Hahaha” she told her.
La Diabla felt nervous about what Darby told her. She agreed it was late enough in the day, but potentially being spotted frightened her. She would like to see Gertrude because she thought she was a nice woman, and everyone kept wanting her to visit her home. She saw the look on Darby’s face and saw her wanting this visit to happen. She figured she could give it a chance. “Ok, ok. I will go with you to see Gertrude. She is a fascinating woman. Very interesting to talk to. Are you sure I will be ok?” she asked.
“Yes, you will be safe. Gertrude wouldn’t harm a fly. She is such a sweet lady, who also wants to make you as comfortable and relaxed as possible. In fact, if she tells you she wants you to help you relax, just go with the flow. She is harmless and only wants to help.” Darby said with a smile. She felt her heart beating faster as she was doing her best to set up the scene to take place at Gertrude’s house. She really wanted to see this beautiful woman laughing her head off, or at least one tickle on her foot just to see it happen. “Besides, if I am caught with you, not only you would be in trouble, but I am going to jail too. Hehehe” she joked.
“Good point. Ok, ok. I guess we can go. Cheyenne and Molly are over there, so we might as well join the fun. You say she wants to relax me and feel comfortable? What will she do?” La Diabla asked. She wondered what Darby meant by “going with the flow” and her curiosity rose because everyone really seemed to want her to visit Gertrude.
“Nothing bad. She just likes to make guests comfortable. Her couch is really comfy, and she goes out of her way to make a guest feel good. I have been there before many times, and I can say that she does a good job of making you feel good.” Darby said, trying her best not to laugh. She had to maintain a straight face, so the outlaw wouldn’t become suspicious. She saw the smile on La Diabla’s face, and she knew she was able to set the trap. “You ready to go?” she asked.
“Sure, let’s go. I guess I need some relaxation from her. She is really nice, so let’s go have some fun.” La Diabla replied. She then stood up and followed Darby out the back door of the house. She took a deep breath because she hoped no one would recognize her and she felt tense. She started to think that by going to Gertrude’s house, she could relax because it meant she made it without being spotted. She got onto the back of Darby’s horse and wrapped her arms around Darby’s waist. The horse then started to take off and now she felt her nervousness increase. She wasn’t hiding in a carriage in Plotsville, she was in the open and prayed she would be ok.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA GERTRUDE!!!! THAT TICKLES!!!!” Cheyenne laughed as Gertrude was tickling her right foot at the moment. The fingers were under her little toes and the sensations were very strong. It was such a fun moment, but she started to laugh too hard. The fingers then left her toes, and she felt a bit of relief. She saw Gertrude smiling back at her and she giggled. “You really liked tickling my feet, didn’t you? hehehehe” she giggled.
“Yes!!! You have such a cute laugh, and your feet are absolutely adorable! I hope this made you feel better.” Gertrude told her. She slowed down her tickling because she saw how reactive Cheyenne was getting. She also had to calm herself because the opportunity of a lifetime could be happening shortly, and she didn’t want to keep going on Cheyenne. She wished she could spend more time with those cute, tiny feet, but she didn’t want to push Cheyenne too hard. She patted the tops of the feet and grinned. “Ok, I am done with your feet for now. Thank you for allowing me to have some fun with them. You are such an adorable young lady.” she told her.
Cheyenne felt those endorphins flowing throughout her body and she loved it. The tickling was driving her crazy, but it was such a playful time, and she enjoyed it. She slowly moved her bare feet off of Gertrude’s lap and wanted to put her moccasins back on. She saw Gertrude handing her the shoes and she put them back on, one at a time. “That was….whew…something else. My feet are so ticklish. Hehehe” she giggled.
“Yes, they are! Hehehee That was fun!” Molly said as she saw her friend trying to come back to reality after being tickled for a while. She loved the sound of Cheyenne’s laughter and seeing those feet get tickled was always a good time when they were playing around.
“I bet it was for you. It wasn’t your feet being tickled. Hehehee Hey, why don’t you let Gertrude have some fun with your feet? You should experience it too!” Cheyenne retorted. She wanted to see Molly laugh her head off and hoped it could happen. Her best friend at school seemed to really enjoy watching her get tickled and wanted some playful revenge.
“I am ok. I think you are good enough. Hehehe” Molly giggled, then started to blush.
“I think that would be a wonderful idea!!! You should come over her Molly and let me do my magic on you.” Gertrude requested. She loved the idea of tickling another pair of feet and Molly was smaller than in stature than Cheyenne. Those tiny feet of Molly would be a lot of fun. She then heard some footsteps on her front porch and then a knock. It was Darby and La Diabla! She felt a giddiness take over as this was the moment. This was the moment where she would tickle the greatest pair of feet she could imagine. To tickle an outlaw like La Diabla would be the feather in her tickle cap. “I think that is them! Ok, remember, act calm. We have to make sure La Diabla is very comfortable and then we can all enjoy!” she instructed the group.
“hehehe I will get the door.” Becky said. She then got up from her chair and headed towards the front door. She really loved watching Cheyenne get her feet tickled, but the thought of La Diabla laughing her head off was very exciting. She saw Cheyenne get off the couch and find another chair to sit in. She took a deep breath and then opened the door. She smiled when she saw her hero Darby and the infamous outlaw, La Diabla. “Hey Darby! Ya made it! Come on in!” she said with excitement.
Darby entered into the home and La Diabla followed her. She could feel the warmth inside the room, and she felt good. The horse ride over to this house was quick and they encountered no one walking on the roads. She wanted to get La Diabla into the house as quickly as possible. She looked around and saw plates of cake and she figured Gertrude delighted them with her very delicious cakes. “Hi Gertrude! So good to see ya!! And look who I brought….” she told her.
“Why Darby Reeves! It is always an honor to see you!!!” Gertrude said as she stood up from the couch and hugged the famous deputy. She always loved Darby in her home, and this was a special occasion. She then looked beyond Darby and saw La Diabla standing there. She was dressed in her tribal wear clothing and thought she looked really pretty. Her heart started to beat rapidly with excitement because this was the moment! “La Diabla! You made it! Welcome to my home! Come in, come in! Can I call you, Salem?” she asked, then hugged the outlaw.
“Yes, you can call me Salem. That is fine, my friend.” La Diabla said and felt that warm hug from Gertrude. She could tell Gertrude was very happy to see her and she did like the woman. The hug broke and she looked around the home. Darby’s home was pretty ordinary, but Gertrude’s living room was very decorative. The different paintings on the walls. The nice furniture and rug on the floor. She liked the couch and saw Cheyenne and Molly sitting in chairs. She noticed that Cheyenne’s face looked a little sweaty and that seemed a little strange. She brushed it off and then smiled at Gertrude. “Thank you for inviting me to your home. It is a lovely place.” she told her.
“Thank you!! I am so glad you could visit me here! I promise I will make you very comfortable here. Go have a seat on the couch over there, and I will be right back to bring you and Darby some of my famous cake!” Gertrude told her as she pointed to the empty spot on the couch where Cheyenne was just at. She then headed off into her kitchen to get some slices of cake and she couldn’t help but feel really giddy.
La Diabla made her way to the couch where Cheyenne once was and sat down. She leaned back against the back of the couch and watched as the others in the room were sitting. She saw they all had smiles on their faces and noticed Becky was staring at her a lot with a goofy grin. She always liked Becky because she was a silly woman. “Hello again, Becky.” she said with a small wave.
“It is always good to see ya! I am really happy ya made it here. I thought ya were going to stay at Darby’s house the entire time! Hehe” Becky smiled. She started to feel excited because she was going to have a show!
“Yeah, Darby over here convinced me to come visit and now I am here. It is a nice home. Now, I can say I have been inside two homes in Plotsville.” La Diabla replied. She started to think that socializing with others in Plotsville was a good thing. She was still very nervous about being spotted and wanted to get to the train station as soon as possible. “I hope to visit again soon enough, but you understand why I am a bit…..reluctant.” she told her.
“I know, Salem and I hope one day you can be free.” Darby interjected. She noticed Becky was also smiling really silly like and she prayed her apprentice didn’t tip off La Diabla over what was about to happen. She knew how talented and observant La Diabla was, and they needed to play this perfectly.
“Cheyenne, your face looks so shiny! Hehehe did you run over here?” La Diabla joked. She began to make small talk with everyone else in the room and started to relax a little. She then saw Gertrude coming out of the kitchen area and headed towards her. In her hands, she saw a piece of cake on a small plate, and it did look good. Gertrude handed her the plate, and she grinned. “Thank you. This looks delicious!” she said.
“I hope you like it! So far, everyone else has, but I need to see if I can impress such a great woman as yourself. Hehehe” Gertrude giggled, then sat down on the couch. She started to feel butterflies in her stomach because she was so close to achieving something she never thought possible. Her eyes looked down towards the feet of La Diabla and could see she was wearing small moccasin style boots. That was important because if they were taller boots, it might be too difficult to remove, and the outlaw might decline. She knew she had to be careful as well, because even though La Diabla was very cordial and nice to her, she was still….La Diabla. It was good that Darby and Becky were here, but she hoped La Diabla wouldn’t try to kill her for trying to tickle her feet.
“This is good!! Mmmm….” La Diabla said as she took more bites of the cake. She then started to engage in conversation with some of the others and the mood of the room was very happy. When she finished eating the slice, she put the plate down on the coffee table, next to a few other plates and could tell everyone must have liked it. She started to relax more because the mood was so festive. She looked around and noticed that even though people were chatting, they would also look back at her. She shook it off and continued her small talk.
Gertrude was chatting with Darby a little and her heart started to beat out of her chest. It was time to attempt to get to La Diabla’s feet and she saw Darby giving her a knowing look. Her breathing became shallow, and she felt her hands shaking. She took a deep breath, and it was time. She turned to her right and looked at La Diabla. The outlaw had her legs crossed, with her right leg over her left knee, which meant the right foot was close to her. She closed her eyes for a moment, and then took another deep breath. It was time! “Salem, I really do thank you for visiting my home. I know you were very worried, and I truly appreciate you coming by. I remember years ago; everyone was so afraid of you. To be honest, you terrorized a lot of us. I remember hoping to never cross paths with you. Now that I have gotten to meet you and know you a little better, I am sorry I ever thought so many ill things of you. You are such a nice lady, and I like to think of you as my friend.” she told her.
La Diabla felt good inside when she heard those words. She could see the sincerity on Gertrude’s face, and she appreciated that sentiment. It made her remember how she was with El Guapo’s gang, and she did in fact terrorize this same town. “Thank you for those kind words. I know, I was very evil back then. I didn’t care about anyone in this town. The gang just wanted to cause mayhem, and we did. Life has been very different over the last few years, and I am glad you no longer think of me as evil. It does mean a lot to me. Thank you.” she replied.
“Now, I do want to at least give you another treat. I love to bake, but I also know other things to help make my guests very happy. If you don’t mind, I would like to demonstrate something on you and tell me how you like it.” Gertrude requested, with her voice starting to get shaky from nerves.
“Oh yeah? What do you want to demonstrate?” La Diabla asked. She was curious about what Gertrude was offering. She seemed really nice and hoped it would be something good for her.
“You have….to trust me. It might seem a little different at first, but in the end, you will be relaxed and ready for your upcoming trip. I have done this with Darby before too.” Gertrude said and looked at Darby. She figured that if Darby went along with it, that would make La Diabla less fearful once she tried to remove that shoe.
“Oh yeah!!! I remember this. Salem, you will like it. She has done it with me, and I can’t begin to tell you how much I enjoyed it. She is very talented. Just relax and go with the flow.” Darby added, putting on the best act she could do. She was definitely the recipient of this action. She had to pretend that it was a great thing, which she did actually enjoy to some degree, but also had to help Gertrude make it seem safe and harmless.
“Ok? What is it?” La Diabla asked with a confused look. She then saw Gertrude leaning towards her right foot.
“Now, for example, I am going to get you a little more comfortable. Just trust me, ok?” Gertrude said, then gently placed her hand on the right ankle and slowly brought the foot up to her lap. It made La Diabla move her body so that her right leg would be on her lap, while the left leg was crossed under it. She got her hand on the shoe and gave it a small tug.
La Diabla felt her foot going to Gertrude’s lap and then she felt the tug on her shoe. That made her react nervously because it appeared Gertrude was trying to take off her shoe. She resisted a little and felt that hand grip her ankle a little tighter. “Hey, what are you doing? Why are you trying to take off my shoe?” she asked.
“Just relax, Salem. Everything will be ok. I just want to get your shoe off for a moment. It is to make you comfortable, and I can begin my demonstration.” Gertrude told her. She then tugged a little harder and the moccasin boot popped off the heel. She almost lost consciousness from the sheer excitement of it all.
Darby softly bit her lower lip as she saw the moccasin boot starting to come off. She was on the edge of her seat, praying this would happen and she would truly enjoy it. She knew just how ticklish La Diabla was, and the best foot tickler ever was about to play with her feet.
La Diabla felt her shoe coming off and she looked around. Darby had an intense look on her face and everyone else seemed amused. She looked back at Gertrude, and she seemed to have this look of pure joy on her face and she wondered what was happening. Her shoe came off and now her white socked foot was exposed. She felt nervous but wanted to see what Gertrude was up to.
“There, that should make your foot feel better. Now, let me take off this sock…” Gertrude said and then started to try to peel the sock off. She gripped the toe of the sock and started to tug. She was so close to exposing this foot. She could tell the foot was an average size and just looking at the outline of the sock, she could tell the foot had a very high arch. That probably meant that skin on the arch would be very ticklish. Then as the sock started to move, she felt the foot leave her lap quickly and in the blink of an eye, she saw La Diabla lunge towards her and she was then forced down onto her stomach on the couch. Everything was moving so fast, and she felt a weight on her back! She was pinned down on her stomach on the couch and the outlaw was sitting on top of her! “What the? Salem???” she called out.
La Diabla sat on top of Gertrude’s back as she lunged forward and pulled Gertrude down to the couch. She moved very quickly and when she sat on her, she moved her rear end towards the back of the couch so that her full weight was not on the older woman. Her thighs and legs rested on the back and effectively pinned Gertrude. She could feel her struggle, but she had her under control. Her eyes then looked around the room and saw all the stunned looks. She started to smile evilly and cackled. “Hehehehehehehe I got ALL OF YOU!!!” she told them.
Darby was absolutely stunned as she saw what happened. The sock of La Diabla was about to come off, but now Gertrude was pinned down on the couch and La Diabla was sitting on her. She saw Gertrude’s legs kicking around and when she saw the look on La Diabla’s face and that evil smile, she had a bad feeling about everything. “What are you doing?’ she asked with a half-smile.
“Did all of you think sweet Gertrude here was going to get to my feet? I bet you were all sitting there, waiting for her to get to my feet and tickle me silly. Right? Right?” La Diabla said with a satisfied smile on her face. She knew she played her role perfectly and now it was time to enjoy this moment. She could feel Gertrude struggling beneath her and loved her whimpers.
“W-What do you mean? Salem, why are you sitting on Gertrude?” Darby asked nervously. She heard those words, and it dawned on her that somehow, La Diabla knew that Gertrude was going to try and tickle her feet.
“You’re so cute. Listen, I know all of you wanted to see Gertrude tickle my feet. You are not that good. Hehehehe I know you wanted to see her play with my feet and have me laughing like a silly girl in front of all of you. You’re probably thinking, how did she know? Well, it wasn’t too difficult. First, all of you seemed rather fascinated with trying to get me here. I also had a nice chat with my friend Gabby who told me what happened to her at Phoebe’s home. She told me how sweet Gertrude here tickled her foot really good and how talented she was. I come here, I see Cheyenne a little sweaty, which meant she was tickled, then Becky kept grinning, and I just knew what was going to happen. I wasn’t born yesterday. Hehehehehe” La Diabla laughed. She loved the fact she surprised all of them. She had a great conversation with Gabby and Veronica before they left Phoebe’s mansion. She was told how Gertrude tickled Gabby after losing to her in cards. How talented Gertrude was at tickling feet, and they hoped to see her feet tickled by Gertrude. It was a funny joke then, but once she got to this house and felt her ankle being grabbed, she knew what was about to happen.
Darby started to blush as she heard those words from her lover. She was stunned that La Diabla figured out their plot and she saw that grin on her face. She thought it was a very funny moment and also felt some disappointment. She had no idea what La Diabla was going to do next, and she saw Gertrude squirming on the couch. “Salem, do you really think we would try and set you up like that?” she asked, trying to somehow absolve everyone from the plot.
“Yes. I do. Now, since all of you want to see feet tickled, I don’t want to disappoint you…..” La Diabla teased. She then reached over with her left hand and grabbed Gertrude’s right ankle. She then pulled the ankle back towards her, the leg being bent at the knee. She could see the bottom of Gertrude’s shoe and could still feel the woman struggling under her. She then managed to bend the leg down as much as possible without hurting Gertrude and could now see the top of the shoe. She saw that it was a hi-top shoe with laces. She then started to tug at the laces and smiled when they came undone. She looked back out at the others and saw all of their jaws dropping. “Hehehe now, let’s have a REAL show….” she teased.
Darby’s jaw dropped when she saw La Diabla grab Gertrude’s ankle and now saw her untying the shoe. She had a feeling about what was about to happen, and she didn’t know how to react. She desperately wanted to see La Diabla get her feet tickled by a woman who was a true master of tickling feet. Now, that same woman was getting her shoe removed and she could possibly be the recipient! She never thought about whether Gertrude was ticklish or not. Her breath went shallow, and she swallowed. “Salem? W-What are ya doing?” she asked in shock.
“Hehehe hey!! Salem!!! What are you doing? Let me go!!! Why are you unlacing…” Gertrude began. She was still stunned she was on her stomach and now she felt her right leg bent. She then felt the laces of her right shoe coming loose and she wondered what was about to happen. Then it dawned on her. The unimaginable thing was about to happen! In her own house!! “No!!! You wouldn’t? You wouldn’t dare!” she yelled out in fear.
“Oh yes, I would. Hehehehe Now let’s see what we have inside this shoe.” La Diabla teased. She felt Gertrude’s body really starting to squirm, but with her sitting on her, having her leg and Gertrude being an older woman, she knew she had her trapped. The laces came undone and with a sly grin towards Darby, she grabbed the small heel of the shoe and started to tug at it. The shoe came off the heel and she giggled a little more. This was going to be a very fun moment. The shoe started to slide off the foot and soon, it came off! She held up the shoe and tossed it to the floor. She looked at the black stockinged sole and grinned. The foot was a size 8, long and narrow. She couldn’t see the skin but could tell the toes were probably long. “Oooooh!!! Aren’t you glad I took your shoe off? I know you have worked hard all day, Gertrude. Standing all day and then had to entertain all of us here. Now it is time for YOU to relax and feel good. Hehehehe” she laughed evilly.
Gertrude felt her shoe come off and then saw it hit the floor. Her foot was very vulnerable, and she wiggled it all around. She was glad she wore stockings, but nonetheless, this might be a crazy ride. She felt her ticklish fear growing because she was rarely tickled. The last time her own feet were tickled, it was during her torture in Ciudad del Reina. She looked over and saw Darby and the others sitting there in complete shock. “Darby!!! Help me!!! Help me!!! hehehe I think she is gonna…..hehehehehehehehehehe noooooooooooooooooo!!” she started to giggle.
La Diabla lightly fluttered her fingers up and down the stockinged sole. The material was cotton and she loved the reaction she was getting. She felt that foot flopping everywhere, but she held that ankle still and continued to stroke her fingers. She did not plan to really tickle the woman hard, but just enough to get her to laugh and to send a message to everyone in the room to never plot against her ever again. “Oooh!!! Can it be? Is Gertrude a ticklish little girl? Hehehe” she taunted.
Darby had no idea how to react. She watched as La Diabla was stroking her fingers up and down that helpless foot and she heard Gertrude giggling pretty loud. She knew this wasn’t going to be torture, but it would still be a good tickling. She out of all the people in this room, knew how talented her lover was at tickling feet. The moment was very surreal because she never saw Gertrude being tickled and now, she heard that ticklish laughter coming from her. It was a moment she thought she would never see.
“heheheheheh SALEM!!!! PLEASE!!! That tickles!!!! Hehehehehehe it tickles a lot!!!” Gertrude squealed as she felt the fingers moving up and down her foot. She felt them on the ball of her foot and when they slid down into the arch, it sent a very strong ticklish shockwave in her body. She felt a little helpless and was still trying to comprehend that she was mere moments from tickling La Diabla’s feet and now she was the victim. She was so close as she got the outlaw’s right shoe off and saw the sock. Since La Diabla was sitting on her, she could see the feet hanging over her. She could see the right socked foot and saw it slightly moving due to her own squirming on the couch. She was so close to tickling that foot and now she was the victim. “HAHAHAHA NOT THERE!!!!!” she screamed.
La Diabla grinned as she tickled the instep of the foot, close by the ball of the foot and loved the reaction. She couldn’t help but enjoy this moment. She had a lot of confidence in her own foot tickling skills and wanted to impress everyone in the room. She knew Cheyenne and Darby definitely knew her skills, but now it was time to show off in front of Molly and Becky. “Hehehehe I can’t believe that Gertrude is THIS ticklish on her feet! You have the cutest laugh. Hehehe I think you should be tickled more! Hmmm….I wonder if I should take this stocking off and tickle your BARE foot. Hahaha” she taunted.
“HAHAHAHAHA NOOOOO!!! NOT MY BARE FOOT!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA SALEM!! PLEASE STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY FOOT!!!” Gertrude roared. The tickling was not brutal, but it still drove her wild. She looked over at the others and saw they were in shock, but also started to giggle at her plight. “HAHAHAHA HELP ME!!! HAHAHAHA HELP ME!!! SHE’S TICKLING MEEEEEEEEE!!!!” she begged.
Cheyenne couldn’t help but giggle because the entire scene was very funny. She had just gotten tickled by Gertrude, so in a way it was her revenge. She thought Gertrude was the sweetest lady around, but she was very good at tickling her feet. She also knew how good La Diabla was at tickling and just found it funny how the plan to see her tickled backfired. She smiled when she heard those cute pleas for help and then she looked over at Darby who had a look of defeat on her face. “Hehehe I guess that didn’t work…” she joked.
Darby heard Cheyenne’s words, and she shook her head. Her plan was foiled and now Gertrude was paying the price. It was such a fun moment, but she also felt bad for Gertrude. She shook her head again and took a deep breath as she watched La Diabla tickling that foot.
La Diabla paused her tickling for a moment so that she could beam in her glory. She felt really good at the moment, and it was time to rub it in. “Now, I will give her a little break. I KNOW she wasn’t the one who plotted against me. She was just the executioner. So, which one of you was the main perpetrator? Who really wanted to see me get my feet tickled by this sweet lady? Hmmm? Was it you, Cheyenne?” she teasingly asked.
“No!!! hehehehe It wasn’t me! She tickled me before you got here!” Cheyenne replied with a silly smile.
“Ah, good point. Plus, you are sweet and innocent and would NEVER EVER PLOT AGAINST ME!” La Diabla said with emphasis. She was having a lot of fun, then stroked her fingers up and down the foot again. She heard that delightful giggling and it made her excited. She loved tickling feet and in fun moments like this, it was even better. “Poor Gertrude! Getting her foot tickled because SOMEONE PLOTTED AGAINST ME. So, I doubt it was Molly. She is sweet and innocent too. That means, it had to be…..Becky!!” she said, then stared at the apprentice, while still tickling Gertrude’s foot.
Becky grinned when she heard her name and then put her hands up in the air to “protest”. “I promise ya, La Diabla, it wasn’t me.” she responded.
“Then, who was it? Who was the EVIL MASTERMIND behind this plot? Who was the woman that was SO HEINOUS AND EVIL to want to see me laughing like sweet Gertrude? Tell me now, or Gertrude REALLY gets it!” La Diabla playfully threatened. She then wanted to laugh very hard when she saw fingers from Becky, Cheyenne, and Molly pointing towards someone and in one collective voice, indicated the mastermind.
“HER!!!!” the voices rang out.
Darby turned red in the face when she saw everyone pointing at her and calling her out. She lowered her head in mock shame and took a deep breath. She then looked at the others and shook her head. “Thanks y’all for trying to protect me….” she said sarcastically.
“Ah ha!!! I KNEW IT!!! Deputy Darby Reeves!!! This is YOUR fault that Gertrude is suffering. Now, I want you to apologize to me! Do it!!!” La Diabla playfully demanded, then ran her fingers really fast on the sole of the foot, which got a very good reaction from Gertrude!
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DARBY!!! IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHA IT TICKLES BAD!!! I’M SORRY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY!!!” Gertrude shrieked as she felt those fingers moving faster on her foot. She had no idea La Diabla knew how to tickle feet like this. Even though she had the skills, the outlaw was very talented herself. She felt the fingers directly near the base of her toes and she lost it.
Darby watched as poor Gertrude was laughing her head off. It was still a strange feeling to seeing the woman that was so dedicated and talented when it came to tickling a woman’s feet, was having her own feet tickled. Seeing how ticklish Gertrude was, was such a surreal feeling. She saw the look on La Diabla’s face, and she couldn’t help but smile. The outlaw managed to outsmart her, and she knew she had to stop Gertrude being tickled. “Ok, ok. You can stop tickling her now. I apologize, Salem.” she said in a defeated voice.
“Apologize for what? Hehehehe Tell me, or these toes get it!” La Diabla playfully threatened. She knew Gertrude’s toes were most likely going to be really sensitive.
“Hehehehehe not my toes!!! Not my toes!!!” Gertrude yelled as she heard that threat. She was still in disbelief that her own feet were being tickled and even though she was amongst friends, she still felt very embarrassed.
Darby heard Gertrude’s desperate pleads to avoid having her toes tickled and as much as it was a surreal experience to see Gertrude get tickled, but she had to let the poor woman have mercy. “Ok, I apologize for trying to have you tickled by Gertrude. Can you let her go now?” she apologized in a defeated voice.
La Diabla gave one last tickle up and down that stockinged sole, then left the foot go. She then got up off of Gertrude and stood up. She then looked at Gertrude and knelt down. She saw the older woman panting as she tried to catch her breath. She wondered just how ticklish Gertrude was all over, but tickling her foot for a moment was satisfactory enough. She then patted her on the back and smiled. “I hope you are not mad at me for tickling you like that. Hehe” she told her.
Gertrude felt great relief after the tickling stopped. She felt more relief when she felt La Diabla get up off of her and then pat her on the back. She looked over at the outlaw and smiled. “Yes….I am not mad. Whew! You got me good! Hehehe I would have never guessed you were good at tickling feet.” she panted.
“I tickled a few over the years. Hehehe” La Diabla replied with a giggle. She then helped Gertrude up from her lying position and saw her now sitting on the couch, leaning back and fanning herself. She then looked for her own shoe. Once she found it, she placed it back on her right foot and then stared at Darby. “Serves you right! Now, you BAD, BAD, deputy, for your punishment, you have to let Gertrude here tickle your feet while I am in Mexico.” she told her with a playful smile.
Darby’s eyes went wide when she heard that demand. She was a victim to Gertrude several times and she knew that if she was supposed to get punished, Gertrude was really going to tickle her. “Salem!!! You got to be kidding me. I don’t think you understand just how good she is at tickling feet.” she responded.
“I heard she was REALLY good. So, Gertrude, you can tickle Darby’s feet for me. I am sure you will find it very entertaining and rewarding. Hehehe” La Diabla teased as she looked at Gertrude.
Gertrude’s eyes lit up when she heard that request and she smiled. After her own ticklish weakness was exposed in front of several friends, she looked forward to tickling Darby’s big, pink feet again. Those were her favorite feet to play with and with La Diabla asking her to do it, she really looked forward to that. “Yes! I promise! I will definitely get her feet really good for you! Hehe” she laughed.
“Good! You can send a letter to Cheyenne to let me know it was done. Hahahaha” La Diabla said, then rubbed her hands. She saw Darby and the others standing up as it was time to depart.
“You’re evil…..” Darby said with a smile as she saw La Diabla standing there with her smirk. She saw Gertrude still fanning herself but had this look of lust on her face. She recognized that look because it meant she was thinking about her feet. She shivered a little and then looked at the outlaw again. “You want me to suffer?” she asked.
“My name is La Diabla, remember? Hahahaha and yes, you deserve it. Because of you wanting me to get tickled, you got sweet, innocent Gertrude to suffer. So, I hope you laugh and laugh and laugh….” La Diabla grinned. She then looked at Cheyenne and Molly and they were ready to go. She turned towards Gertrude and extended her right hand for a handshake. She felt Gertrude shaking her hand and she smiled. “In all seriousness, thank you for inviting me over. Thank you for being such a great host and having some fun. I hope you are not upset I tickled you.” she told her.
Gertrude stood up after shaking La Diabla’s hand and smiled. She could see her guests were leaving, and she had a good time with them. It was a different moment for her because she was the tickling victim at the end, but overall, she liked the experience. “It was my pleasure. I am not upset with you. I have to admit, you surprised me! You move so quickly. You are really good at tickling. I think the next time we meet up; we should discuss our techniques. See what we can do to make each other better. Perhaps demonstrate on Darby’s feet? Hehehe” she giggled.
“Deal!!! Thank you. I look forward to seeing you again.” La Diabla said, then hugged her. When the hug was finished, she looked at her companions. “Ok, ready to go?” she asked.
“Yes! Thank you, Gertrude!” Cheyenne said with a smile. She went over to her and hugged her, followed by Molly. She really enjoyed her visit here even if she was tickled too. Watching how fast La Diabla was and then tickled Gertrude was amazing. She knew how good she was at tickling, but to see her in action like that always thrilled her. She then walked towards the door and the group was about to leave. It was time for them to go to the train station and head off to Mexico. Then they left the home, and it was time to go back to Darby’s house to get their luggage.
Darby left the premises and with La Diabla on horseback, she rode back to her home. The plan was to have Becky retrieve a carriage and bring it to her house so they could gather the luggage and then ride to the train station. Once they arrived at the house, she had one last fun conversation with the trio, and they laughed about what happened at Gertrude’s house. Even though she feared having her feet tickled by Gertrude, she loved how the three women laughed about the entire event. Soon, the carriage arrived, they gathered their things and headed off to the train station. It was an emotional ride for her because she truly treasured the time she spent with La Diabla. It was a special time, and she was going to miss her a lot. She wondered how the Mexico visit would go and knew it should be a good time. In Mexico, La Diabla could walk around freely and wouldn’t have to hide as much. She also really loved spending time with Cheyenne and Molly. Both girls were so nice and fun to be around. Darby knew that once they left, her home would be quiet once again. It was fun to have people with her and would always remember it. The carriage arrived and it was time to go. They got inside and headed for the station.
La Diabla looked out the window as the carriage went right through Plotsville. She remembered the terror she caused this town a few years ago. Now, she had a different perspective. She hoped the town would thrive and both Darby and Becky would keep it safe. She started to think about her Mexico trip and looked forward to seeing Bella, Gabby and Veronica. It was good to go on this vacation and it was even more special because she was with Cheyenne. She didn’t see the young lady as much when she was in school and missed her presence. She wanted to make sure she and her friend Molly had a great time in Mexico. She then felt nervous when they arrived at the train station. She knew she had to maintain her composure and not get spotted easily. But it also meant her spending time with Darby was coming to an end. She exited the carriage and now they were in the loading area.
“I can’t wait to go see Mexico! I never been and only heard stories.” Molly told the group. She was having the time of her life so far. She got to do a lot of fun things on this trip. Things she would have never done if she hadn’t met Cheyenne. She looked at her best friend and felt so much adoration for her. That young lady came into her life and changed it for the better. She felt appreciated and loved. She also got to meet new people, and she has more friends now. This summer was something she would never forget for the rest of her life. Now, it was time to go to Mexico and wonder what adventure would happen there.
“Mexico will be very nice. I think you both will enjoy yourselves a lot. Ah, here is our train. Let’s go!” La Diabla said as she saw the train coming to a stop. It was finally time for her to leave. She watched as Cheyenne and Molly gave both Darby and Becky hugs, then started to get onto the train. She gave Becky a hug, then she looked at Darby. She had to make it short and sweet, but she wanted to say goodbye to this amazing woman. “Goodbye, Darby. Thank you for everything. They had a great time and the time I spent with you will be something I will never forget. I hope we can see each other soon. Maybe you should come out to California. You deserve a vacation too. Haha Plus, the Elu tribe misses you.” she told her.
Darby smiled when she heard those words, and her heart filled with love. She had no idea when she would see this woman again and was going to miss her. She then hugged her deeply and could feel the love. She knew she couldn’t stay with her at this moment much longer, so she savored it. She then whispered into her ear. “Thank you for coming. I know you took great risks to bring them here and stay in Plotsville. I will always be grateful for that. I love you very much, Salem. Please be safe and I can’t wait to see you again.” she said, then kissed the outlaw on the cheek.
“Yes, I think we will see each other soon enough. Take care of yourself and remember how much I love you.” La Diabla responded and tried to hold back her happy tears. She looked over at Becky and nodded her head. “Make sure she stays out of trouble, ok? Oh, and make sure her feet gets tickled by Gertrude. That is your mission, Deputy. Hehehehe” she joked.
“Ya betcha! It is muh duty!” Becky said and couldn’t help but laugh when she heard that request. She watched La Diabla get onto the train, and she felt some happiness. She really liked that group and spending time with them was a lot of fun. She was still stunned that Gertrude was tickled, but it was all in good fun. She then turned to her mentor and sighed. “I am gonna miss them. They are so nice. Including you know who. I would never have thought I would see the day that I would be friends with her. Amazing, simply amazing!” she told her.
“You aren’t the only one. Hehe You can imagine how I feel.” Darby joked. She then watched the train start to depart and she really hoped La Diabla, Cheyenne and Molly would be safe. She then looked at Becky and it was time to head back home. “Ok, now tell me about this thief.” she said.
“Yeah, we gotta catch this woman! Because I have to prove muhself. I don’t want to be fired. I am happy ya can help me, Darby.” Becky said with nervousness in her voice. She had a lot on her mind and now that their friends left, it was time to deal with the reality of their world. She felt bad that she failed to protect Donna, and poor Mia suffered too. She walked back to the carriage with Darby and started to tell her everything she knew about the thief so far. It was time for her to step up and prove that was indeed worthy of being a deputy. She felt that with Darby at her side, then she would be able to solve the case. If they didn’t, she knew her dreams would be over. That was something she could not let happen.
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Ok fans, how did you like this chapter and the series as a whole? I hope you enjoyed the scene at Gertrude's house! hahahaha the outlaw went there after all. I really enjoyed writing that scene and I hoped you all loved it as well. I did have fun with this series and there is so much more to come with this Thief, of course all the main characters. Even though there are three series left in this Phase, we got about 6 months left of weekly chapters. Yep, this saga is big. That is why I appreciate all of you for being loyal readers each and every week. There are some major story events coming up and this will be quite an emotional ride for the characters. Thank you for your support and next week, the La Diabla focused series, Outlaw for Hire 2: A rivalry renewed will debut! Stay tuned! Your comments are very much appreciated and welcomed.
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