Ok fans! Here is the next chapter in the saga of La Diala! In our last chapter, she escaped a sure death with the assistance of Cheyenne. This next part goes into what happens between the two women. I definitely appreciate all the wonderful comments as it truly provides great motivation. I am really loving the story that is taking place, and the eventual culmination series is one where all these others come together. I truly hope you enjoy this massive project of mine as it gives me a thrill to bring it to you. So, on to the next part!
PART 4
Julio Montenegro stormed into his home and then raced up the stairs, with two men following him. “PRISCILLA??!!! PRISCILLA ARE YOU OK????” Where are you?!!” he screamed as he made it to the top of the stairs. He went to his bedroom door and opened it. When he rushed in, he then stood dead in his tracks as he saw Priscilla tied to the bedposts, her arms outstretched and tied down, her legs and ankles tied down, and what really shocked him was his wife was naked except for the legs of her pants on each leg. He rushed over to her and saw the look in Priscilla’s eyes. “What the hell happened??!!” he shouted as he then started to remove the stocking gag from his wife’s head. He then pulled out the second stocking from the mouth and held up her face with his hands. “My love!! Are you okay??? What the hell happened here???!! Are you hurt??!!”
Priscilla found a rush of relief coming through her body as her mouth was finally free from her gags. She wanted to cry as she saw Julio’s face and she realized she was finally going to be free. She did still feel the high state of arousal however, and her body was still on edge. “J-Julio….thank goodness… you saved me…” she panted.
Julio looked his wife over and saw her breasts and started to think about the evil that El Coyote did to her. He then realized his men were standing in the room with him and he snapped at them. “STOP LOOKING AT PRISCILLA YOU MORONS!!!! Go find that bastard that did this! He must be found!” he commanded. Julio then started to cut away at the bonds holding the wrists, setting her free.
“Wait….wait….” Priscilla groaned. “It wasn’t a man……it was…..it was….La Diabla…” she moaned as she collapsed in Julio’s arms. “She…she…she tortured….me….”
“La Diabla???? THE La Diabla?? That bitch was here??? SHE did this to you????!!!!” Julio shouted in shock. He knew things were serious as members of El Guapo’s gang were infiltrating his own home. He then faced his men again who were still staring at Priscilla’s exposed breasts. “Well, what are you waiting for???!! GO FIND HER!!!!! NOW!!!! I want you to kill that bitch!!”
“No…..no don’t. she went out through the window” Priscilla moaned. She then lifted her head and looked into Julio’s eyes. “Don’t kill her…..bring her to me alive. I want…….revenge….”
Julio nodded his head towards his men, who then immediately took off to go find La Diabla. Julio then managed to untie Priscilla’s legs and now he laid his wife on her back on the bed and he laid next to her. He then held her in his arms, her head on his chest and he comforted her. “My sweet wife…I can’t believe you were tortured. Why did she torture you?” he asked with concern in his voice.
Priscilla felt safe in her husband’s arms and thought about the ordeal she went through. She started to remember the questions La Diabla was asking her and now anger started to fill her body. She was still very naked, with only her pants legs on her body. Priscilla then sat up and looked at Julio. “She tried to get the location of the statue from me. I didn’t break, but I was close. That bitch didn’t win….”
“The statue? So that’s what she was looking for….” Julio said as he looked at Priscilla’s face. “That means El Guapo is starting to fear us. You know, I actually thought La Diabla was smarter than that. She is always held in such high regard, but turns out, she is just as stupid as her leader….” Julio chuckled as he then got up off the bed. He walked over to a wardrobe in the corner of the room, right next to the window that La Diabla escaped from. He then opened the wardrobe door and reached inside. He found what he was looking for and pull it out. It was the golden statue! “All she had to do was look inside here…”
“Yeah, she is a stupid woman. She didn’t even have to torture me….” Priscilla snarled. She then started to remove the shredded pants legs from her legs and now she was completely naked and still highly aroused. “She will PAY for what she did to me. Trust me, I will make her suffer…now my love, seeing you has made me incredibly horny. I need you RIGHT NOW!” Priscilla said with a seductive voice and grabbed her breasts.
“Yes my love….soon, we will destroy El Guapo and his gang and we will rule. Of course I want to make love to you….” Julio said as he started to remove his shirt. “By the way, how did she torture you?” he asked as he laid Priscilla on the bed as he started to remove his pants.
“I will….mmmmm…..tell you later….” Priscilla moaned as now Julio was on top of her. She wanted her release and knew she will get it. Her mind also thought about La Diabla and her desire for revenge made her even more aroused…..
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La Diabla sat at the edge of the bed and now looked around the room. It was a very small room, and it appeared to be a one room living quarters. There was a small space where a kitchen was, and she saw the small wooden table, with two wooden chairs. She then looked at the wall adjacent to the door and saw a window. She saw Cheyenne close the curtain to that window and now her “helper” sat down in a chair facing her. La Diabla saw the woman’s face and did a quick smile. “T-thank you…” she groaned as she then put her right ankle on the bed, and look towards her left at Cheyenne. “You saved me. I don’t even know your name…”
“You are most welcome. My name is Cheyenne, actually that is the name given to me by people at a Mission near my tribe. My actual birth name is Shikoba, but you can call me Cheyenne. I like that name too.” Cheyenne smiled.
“Thank you again….Cheyenne. Tell me, why did you help me? How did you even find me?” La Diabla said, still feeling the pain in her ankle.
“Here, let me help you get more comfortable. It looks like you are in great pain!” Cheyenne said as she got up out of her chair and walked over to her bed. “Just relax, I will help you.” She said as she then started to look at the right boot of La Diabla. She then took the edge of the boot with her right hand, and used her left hand to grab the heel of the boot and slowly tugged at it, trying to remove the boot. She looked at La Diabla grimace in pain, so she went a little slower to pull the boot off. Soon, she heard the pop of the boot off the heel and then slowly pulled the boot completely off and then placed it down on the floor. Cheyenne looked over at La Diabla’s face and could tell she was in pain. “I’m sorry that I hurt you!” she apologized.
La Diabla moaned a little as the pain was still throbbing, but she did feel some relief as her boot was removed. “No…you’re ok. Thanks…” she groaned. She then watched Cheyenne place a small pillow under her ankle, elevating it. Her eyes then popped open as she felt her sock being peeled down her leg and off her heel. The sock then was peeled more and now her arch was exposed. “W-what are you doing?” she asked, concerned that her barefoot was about to be exposed.
“I am taking a look at your ankle. I can’t see it when your sock is in the way..hehe” Cheyenne giggled as she left the sock covering the ball of the foot and toes. She then looked at the injured ankle and slightly turned it. She noticed the ankle had slight swelling, so the injury wasn’t very severe. She then stood up and walked over to her kitchen area. She opened a small cabinet and pulled out a small towel. She then ran some cold water from a bucket over the cloth, wringed the water out and then reached for a small bottle. Once she grabbed the bottle, she came back with the items and she sat on the bed, staring at the ankle. Her eyes couldn’t help but look at the exposed heel and the arch of La Diabla’s foot. She saw the high arch, and the soft pinkish/tan skin and it thrilled her a bit. Cheyenne opened the bottle, and poured out what appeared to be a gel onto the wet cloth and rubbed the cloth together, making sure that gel was rubbed in.
“What did you just put on that towel?” La Diabla asked as she witnessed Cheyenne preparing the cloth.
“It is a special kind of gel that my people use to treat injuries like yours. It is made of natural herbs so it will soothe the pain a bit…Don’t worry, I am not trying to hurt you or anything. Just relax La Diabla…” Cheyenne explained. She then laid the small towel across the ankle and gave it a gentle press. She then looked at La Diabla’s ankle covered by the towel, but also that cute sole sticking out from underneath the towel. Her mind started to wander about how the rest of the foot looked.
“Y-you know who I am?” La Diabla asked, surprised that this young woman never called her that before. She was grateful this woman was helping her, but she was still wary because she did work for Priscilla.
“Yes, I know who you are hehehe” Cheyenne giggled. She then started to blush and put her head down slightly as she started to talk. “I mean…who hasn’t heard of the world famous La Diabla around here? You are a legend. I will admit, you are actually more beautiful than the drawings of you…” Cheyenne whispered as she felt so embarrassed.
La Diabla gave a sly smile and liked how shy this young woman was. She noticed her blushing and started thinking if this young woman had an attraction to her. La Diabla looked at Cheyenne’s very pretty face and thought she was very cute. “Thank you…I appreciate the compliment. How old are you? You look so young…”
“I am 19 right now…” Cheyenne replied, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She then looked back at La Diabla and when she saw that face smiling back at her, she felt a rush of excitement within her own. She started to fan herself as her body was getting hot.
La Diabla chuckled as she watched the young woman getting flustered and thought it was such a great compliment. “You’re so cute….but how did you find me? Were you inside the house?”
“Y-yes. I was in the house and then I heard a noise on the roof. I looked outside and I saw you fall to the ground and you looked like you were in pain. I heard the other men coming inside the house, so I figured I better get you away from there. They sounded really angry with you.” Cheyenne told her.
“Yeah, you could say that….” La Diabla chuckled. Her mind started to think about what she put Priscilla through and wondered if Cheyenne was inside during that time. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but you seem so…innocent. How did you wind up working for people like the Montenegros?”
Cheyenne blushed again as she heard the compliment. She went on to explain how she met Priscilla Montenegro back in the United States at the nearby Mission. She explained how she was offered to learn at an all girls emissary by Priscilla, but ended up essentially kidnapped and brought to Mexico to work as a servant. She informed La Diabla that she was paid small wages so she wasn’t a slave, but she didn’t have the option to leave freely. “All I wanted to do was go to the school. So, I am here in this far away place, away from my family and friends and I try my best to survive. I don’t even know where this place is on a map. I don’t even know how to go back home…” Cheyenne said, her eyes now starting to well up as she thought about her home.
La Diabla felt a sorrowness in her body as she heard Cheyenne’s story. This young woman was so sweet and innocent and she was trapped here in Mexico. She was even trying to help her with trying to soothe her aching ankle and even rescued her from a sure death with the Montenegros. “Well, you have done well for yourself under the circumstances Cheyenne….” La Diabla said in a soft tone. “…Even though you are trapped, you still maintain your own sense of self. You are stronger than you look. Seriously, thank you for helping me. I like you…” she said as she grimaced in pain a little. The pain in her ankle was still present, even though the ointment on her ankle was helping making the pain subside.
Cheyenne’s eyes lit up when she heard La Diabla’s words. She started to shake a little with nervousness as she then faced the outlaw. “T-thank you. You are kind. It’s kind of funny. You don’t seem like the evil villain everyone makes you out to be. Hey, wait right here. I can see you still have some pain. I will make you some special herbal tea to help relax you more.” She offered as she stood up and walked over to her kitchen area.
La Diabla smiled when she heard Cheyenne’s compliment about her. The words reminded her of when Deputy Darby told her that she was “human”. She was impressed by the hospitality Cheyenne was giving her and decided to allow the woman to take care of her. La Diabla removed her hat and laid it on her right hand side, and then she removed her vest. She then positioned her body full on the bed as she put her left booted foot on the bed. She looked over at Cheyenne and saw her heating some water and pouring a few herbs and spices in a cup. The whistling in the teapot went off and she smiled when she saw Cheyenne pour the water into the cup and stir the herb contents with a spoon, then walked back towards her.
Cheyenne approached La Diabla with the cup of tea and handed it to the outlaw. She then moved her way to the foot of the bed and sat Indian style. The bed itself didn’t have a tall frame as it was low to the ground, so it allowed Cheyenne’s head to see above the top of the mattress so she could see La Diabla’s face, but in her peripheral vision, she could see the exposed heel and arch of the right foot, and the bottom of the boot of the left foot. “I hope you like the tea. It is a special blend of herbs that we had near our village and I found it here in this city. The tea is to help relax your body and your mind, so I hope you like it!” she said with a smile. She then started to focus on the bottom of La Diabla’s right foot, that tender skin so close to her.
La Diabla started to sip the tea and her body immediately felt better. The taste was quite distinct and tasted very good. She then looked down at Cheyenne’s face between her booted foot and her almost bare foot and caught her looking at her exposed arch and heel. She started to wonder if Cheyenne had an attraction to her feet. La Diabla thought it was cute, but she still was hesitant to have her feet exposed. She took more sips of the tea and a feeling of euphoria started to fill her body. She could feel her muscles starting to relax and her mind was calming down and even the pain started to subside. “What is in this tea? It is very good…”
“It is several different herbs and spices. That plant is around my village and I found it here. Making it into a tea relaxes you, it totally soothes every muscle in your body…” Cheyenne smiled.
La Diabla chuckled as she now understood why she felt so much better. The effects were nice and she found herself in a better state of mind. The two women then continued to chat as they talked about mundane things, La Diabla being careful not to mention too much about herself. She saw the excitement in Cheyenne’s eyes and then thought about how she was found. “You are such an interesting person Cheyenne. But I have to know, how long were you inside the Montenegro house today?”
Cheyenne took her eyes away from that soft right heel of La Diabla and then looked away. “Um, I was there for a few hours. I came to the house with Mrs. Montenegro from the bar…” she said shyly.
La Diabla’s eyebrow raised when hearing that answer. That meant Cheyenne was there the entire time she was there. She started to wonder if Cheyenne was aware of the torture Priscilla went through. “Oh you were? Did you hear any……..noises coming from upstairs?” La Diabla asked.
Cheyenne’s face turned beet red with embarrassment when she heard that question. She lowered her head trying to avert away from La Diabla’s eyes as she felt really shy at this moment. She then took a deep breath and then lifted her head up and faced the outlaw. “um…well..well…I did. I heard something upstairs and I went to go look….”
La Diabla grinned as she saw the obvious embarrassment in Cheyenne’s face. She started to think it was so adorable this woman was so shy right now. It made her start to wonder about this young woman’s sexuality. “…and did you find anything? You can tell me….”
“Well….well….I-I-I….” Cheyenne stammered. She was trying to find her voice as she knew she was going to reveal her innermost secrets to this woman. She couldn’t understand why, but she felt so comfortable with a woman most considered to be evil. “I went to the top of the stairs and the door to her bedroom was slightly opened. I heard some muffled sounds and I….I heard your voice too. I carefully went to the door and looked inside the small crack and I….I…..saw a lot….” She stammered as she then lowered her head blushing.
“Oh you did, did you? Haha you’re so cute. What did you see?” La Diabla asked, enjoying making Cheyenne blush like crazy.
Cheyenne looked up at La Diabla, her hands now wrapped across her chest as she tried to find her voice. “I saw that she was….tied up. T-then I s-s-saw you, um, touching her and she was laughing. I saw you….tickling…..her and asking her….questions…”
La Diabla let out a small chuckle as she heard poor Cheyenne trying to explain what she saw. “You saw me tickling her? Well yes, I was tickling her. Did you like what you saw?” she said in a seductive tone.
Cheyenne’s body temperature skyrocketed as her shyness really kicked in. She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation and with a notorious outlaw on top of it. She decided to be brave and just let it all out. “y-yes….I liked it…I mean, it looked like you were having fun with her. She looked really really ticklish! I-I saw you tickling her everywhere. I never seen her look so helpless…She also kind of deserved it too…”
“Yes, it was a lot of fun actually. It is ok that you liked it, as I liked really tormenting her with tickles. She is REALLY ticklish!” La Diabla grinned as she recalled the torment she put Priscilla through. “How come you didn’t help her? I never knew you were there. You would have caught me by surprise….”
“Well..well….I don’t know. I-I was just enjoying the tickling and stuff. Plus, it was kind of…um, fun, to see her laughing like that. She is not always nice to me and to see her in that position, so helpless, so vulnerable was kind of….oh my….exciting.” Cheyenne smiled.
“Tell me Cheyenne, you like girls don’t you?” La Diabla flat out asked, knowing she was putting Cheyenne on the spot.
Cheyenne’s face turned even more red after that question. Ever since her own tickling experience a year ago, she had to face her own sexuality. She did have an interest in girls, but she had to keep that a secret and she never told anyone about that time her friend Aleshanee tickled her and even made her have an orgasm. She covered her face with her hands and just let it out. “Yes…I like girls…”
La Diabla saw the embarrassment and she couldn’t help but smile. This young woman was so cute to her. “Hey Cheyenne, it’s ok. It is ok that you like girls. I like them too! So, did you like how I was touching Priscilla? Did you like how I touched her very private places?” she asked, as she bit her lip.
“I-I can’t believe I am having this conversation hehe” Cheyenne said giggling as her hands continued to cover her face. She felt embarrassed but also somewhat happy that she was talking to someone who also liked the same thing she did. “Yes, I did…I saw you touching her…places. It was very…exciting….Is it really hot inside here to you?” she said as she now was fanning her face with both hands.
La Diabla let out a loud laugh as she watched poor Cheyenne get so flustered. She was starting to take a liking to this woman and now wanted to calm her down. “Yes, it was really exciting. She has such a sexy body. Too bad she is such an evil bitch. Haha Well, thank you for helping me. If those men captured me, I was probably going to be killed. I am angry that I fell and hurt my ankle. Whatever that ointment is, it is helping though. My ankle still hurts, but not as bad as before…”
Cheyenne started to come from her embarrassment feeling and looked at La Diabla. She was really starting to admire this woman. Even though her reputation preceded her, she still seemed like a very nice person. “I am glad I could help you. I didn’t want to see you die. You are…a legend. Thank you for being kind to me. Not too many people around here are nice to me…they treat me like I am not on their level. They call me nasty names too, well, mainly Priscilla…”
La Diabla had a look of pity in her eyes as she heard what Cheyenne said. She could understand what the poor girl has been going through as she experienced that herself when she was her age. She thought about how the other people would look down at her because she was a mixed race kid, and they tried to bully her every day. Her way of dealing with it was much different as she became “La Diabla”, but Cheyenne still had her innocence about her. “Hey listen to me. You are someone. Don’t worry about these other people who are idiots. You just be who you are. You have a very kind heart. Now I am glad I did get to torture Priscilla. She deserved it after what she has done to you.” She told her, hoping it would make Cheyenne have some confidence. She then slightly moved her right ankle to get more comfortable and winced as the pain was still there.
“Thank you…” Cheyenne said as she heard La Diabla’s kind words. Those words meant a lot as no one here in Mexico ever said kind things about her. She then noticed La Diabla felt pain so now she wanted to help relieve more of the pain. A tingle started to flare up in her body as she thought about a technique her tribe uses to help with pain and if she could do it to La Diabla, it would be almost a dream come true. “I can see you are still in pain. Here, let me help you with that. In my village, we use a technique that helps soothe pain throughout the entire body just from certain points on the body. It usually works. I want to do this for you. I will touch points on your body. Just relax and trust me ok?”
La Diabla looked at Cheyenne and wondered what she was going to do. She had some confidence because the wash towel and the tea did alleviate a lot of pain so if there was something that could help her even more, she was willing to try it. She was now realizing that these techniques from Cheyenne’s home were amazing so far. “Ok…do what you want to do…” she said as she leaned her head back against the pillow that was against the wall that was at the head of the bed. She then took a deep breath and relaxed her body as the effect of the tea really started to settle in within her body.
Cheyenne felt a rush of excitement as she then got on her knees and her hands were right by La Diabla’s right foot. She took a deep breath and took the tip of the sock with her thumb and index finger and started to tug at the sock. She watched as the sock was pulling off the foot, exposing the ball of the foot and then finally the toes. She saw La Diabla’s eyes open and her head lifted up. “Are you ok?”
“W-why did you take off my sock?” La Diabla asked as she winced in pain since she slightly moved her ankle when she felt the sock come off her foot.
“I am about to do my technique. The points of your body I will touch is on the bottom of your foot. Are you ok?” Cheyenne asked nervously.
“Um….ok. I am just not used to my feet being naked in front of others…” La Diabla replied as she realized it would be her barefoot being touched by Cheyenne.
“It’s ok..trust me. This will help you a lot. I am not going to hurt your foot. We do this in my village and it really soothes pain.” Cheyenne told her as her heart was beating faster. She then looked down at the bare foot and noticed its beauty. She saw the full foot with the ball of the foot and the cute toes that were long, but not too long with the natural nails. The sight of that naked foot got her really excited and she couldn’t wait to touch it. “Besides, your foot is really cute..”
La Diabla looked at the grin on Cheyenne’s face, then put her head back down. She knew this young woman was not trying to hurt her, and so far, she has been nothing but helpful. She figured having her touch her feet wouldn’t be too bad. “Ok…go ahead.”
Cheyenne got really nervous as she reached out to the exposed foot and placed her left hand on the top of the foot to brace it, then using her thumb, she started to press into the heel of La Diabla’s foot and upon touching it, her mind exploded with happiness. The skin was soft and tender and she couldn’t believe she was about to work on the famous outlaw’s foot. She had to control her excitement as she had to remember the technique that she observed, and experienced, with Aleshanee and the village medicine man, Hozho. She started to press into the heel, not with too much pressure to cause pain, but enough to press into the pressure point. She saw the foot twitch as she worked on the heel and did her best not to move the foot, otherwise there would be pain in the ankle.
La Diabla felt the thumb pressing into her heel and even though it didn’t hurt her, it tickled a little. She gritted her teeth with each press into her heel as she didn’t want to reveal she was ticklish on her feet. She thought about how excited Cheyenne was for helping her and she didn’t want her to think she was doing something wrong. Her toes curled as the thumb was now pressing into the spot right above the heel and into her arch. Her eyes started to water as she held back those ticklish tremors now coursing through her body. La Diabla also knew that she had to keep her foot still because her ankle was still very tender.
Cheyenne saw the toes curl and it made her smile. She figured her pressing into the pressure points was working. She was getting wrapped up in touching this cute foot and she hoped she could do this the rest of the night. She then did a circular motion with her thumb on that spot right above the heel and she could have sworn she heard a giggle. “Are you ok?” How does it feel?”
La Diabla grimaced as she felt that thumb circling into her heel and the tickling sensation was getting worse. She focused on her breathing to calm herself then replied. “g-g-g-gooood…” she stammered as she wanted to giggle more. Even though it tickled, she wasn’t feeling pain in her ankle, so whatever Cheyenne was doing, maybe it was a good thing.
“Ok..let me know if you this hurts you.” Cheyenne told her as she continued to work her thumb into that same spot. She then moved her knuckles on her right hand and pressed it into the high arch, “rolling” them along the skin, from her pinky knuckle, to the ring knuckle, the middle knuckle and then the index knuckle. She noticed the foot was trembling and she heard La Diabla take a deep breath. Cheyenne started to think, “Can it be? Is La Diabla…..ticklish?”. This thought delighted her as she continued her own version of the technique on the arch.
La Diabla felt those knuckles rubbing into her arch and she really wanted to laugh. She held her breath, shut her eyes and did her very best to not move. Her entire body tensed up as the knuckles continued their path on her foot and she started to wonder how long she could hold out. Then, the thumbs started to softly stroke the arch and she couldn’t help but let out a surprised giggle.
Cheyenne heard the giggle and it made her smile with such pleasure. “Is something wrong?” she asked.
“n-n-n-n-ooooooooo” La Diabla grimaced out of her mouth, still trying to hold in the laughter.
“I thought I heard you laugh. Does this tickle you?” Cheyenne asked, now having a mischievous grin on her face. “If it tickles, it is ok, it just means you have really good feelings in your feet so that is a good sign you didn’t do too much damage..” she explained as continued her soft stroking and then went back to applying pressure.
La Diabla’s eyes were still closed as she felt the pressure into her arch. It didn’t tickle as bad as the soft stroking, but it still affected her. “I-I’m ooookkkkkaaaayyyy…” she muttered.
“Are you ticklish?” Cheyenne asked. “I think it’s cute if you are. Just to let you know, this tickles people sometimes and if it does, you can just laugh. It is ok with me.” She still couldn’t believe that La Diabla, the famous outlaw, was ticklish on her feet. She knew what it was like to try and hold in laughter during this process.
“oooookkkaaayyyy… it..it..kind of tickles….hehehe” La Diabla giggled. She couldn’t hold it anymore and let some giggles out. In her mind, she knew Cheyenne was not trying to torture her so she might as well let some of her tickle anxiety out. Plus, the effects of the tea still kept her mind and body in such a relaxed mode.
“I am surprised heehehehe” Cheyenne giggled. She stopped her techniques and allowed La Diabla to catch her breath for a moment. “I am surprised that you are ticklish. I thought there was nothing that could affect you like that. I like this about you….” Cheyenne said and then she started blushing. “La Diabla, the most dangerous outlaw is ticklish on her feet. So cute…I promise, I will be more careful as I want to help you, not torture you.”
La Diabla lifted her head and saw the sweet smile on Cheyenne’s face. She couldn’t believe she was allowing her to not only touch her barefoot, but to discuss how ticklish she was. “Just don’t tell anyone ok? Can’t have people thinking I have some kind of weakness right?” she smiled back, then laid her head on the pillow again, knowing her foot was going to be worked on some more.
“Don’t worry La Diabla, your ticklish secret is safe with me. Hehehe”. Cheyenne giggled. She then reached her hands forward towards the foot and started to press her thumb into the arch once again. “Feel free to let out any laughter if it tickles you. It is just me and you..”
La Diabla felt that thumb once again applying pressure into her arch. She felt a tickling sensation flowing through her body, but it was not as bad as earlier. She then noticed her ankle wasn’t hurting as bad and Cheyenne was being so nice to her, she had to let her continue. She couldn’t believe she was allowing someone to touch her feet willingly. Then as the finger moved to towards the middle of the arch, it tickled a lot more. She let out a giggle as she felt free to do so. “hehehehe t-that tickles me….hehehe”
Cheyenne felt a feeling of pure excitement ripping through her body. There was something so exciting about La Diabla’s giggles that really got her turned on. She continued her technique and sometimes she would purposely softly stroke the skin with her nail, which got a stronger giggle from La Diabla. She then looked at the foot closely and started to press into the pressure points on the ball of the foot. With each touch, she heard a small, cute giggle and all kinds of thoughts were going through her mind. Cheyenne’s eyes stared at the center of the ball of foot and studied the skin. The skin was tender, even though a small callous formed right in the center. She then pressed her thumb onto the callous and slowly rotated it in a circle. She saw La Diabla’s toes spread open and a giggle came out again. “hehehe your giggle is so cute! Are you doing ok?”
La Diabla let her giggles come out freely as she felt that thumb circling on the ball of her foot. Her mind was in a spin as she wanted to move her foot away, but her body was so relaxed, so at peace, she kept her foot right where it was. That tea really had such an effect on her, that even though her body was feeling good, her foot was trapped and being tickled. “It tickles…it tickles….” She giggled.
Cheyenne stopped her technique to allow La Diabla to calm down. She definitely didn’t want to torture her, just continue to help her. She loved that the side effect was tickling her, and she even remembered when this same technique was done to her and her own very ticklish feet. Her friend Aleshanee really worked over her feet, making her laugh so hard she felt so helpless. She started to wonder if she was doing that to La Diabla, so she wanted to make sure she didn’t go overboard. La Diabla was a dangerous outlaw after all, so she might get really mad. “How are you feeling?” she asked with a smile.
La Diabla lifted her head and looked towards her foot. She started to catch her breath as the tickling feeling started to subside. “I’m doing good. It tickles me a lot, but I think you are right. It is helping with the pain. You are very talented….”
“Thank you…” Cheyenne replied with a deep blush. She was getting excited that she was helping this beautiful woman and she felt a real sense of comfort with her. “Sorry that it tickles so much, but I want to ease your pain. So, here comes my hands again…..” Cheyenne teased as she reached toward and once again, used her left hand to hold the top of the foot, then used her thumb to work on the ball of the foot, closer to the base of the toes. She smiled as she could feel the foot tremble and soon, really girlish giggles were coming from La Diabla.
La Diabla couldn’t help but giggle as she felt the thumb working on the ball of the foot and she realized it was getting closer to her toes. She thought about how ticklish her toes were and if Cheyenne worked on them, she might not be able to stop laughing. She let out another girlish giggle when she felt the thumb continuing to rotate on the top of the ball of her foot and now it was moving closer towards the base of her middle toe. She lifted her head and she saw the focused look on Cheyenne’s face staring at her foot. La Diabla could see a grin of absolute satisfaction on Cheyenne’s face and she started to wonder if she was enjoying tickling her foot. “hehehehehe this tickles hehehehehe tickles….”
Cheyenne’s grin grew larger as she heard the very cute giggles of La Diabla. She stared at the base of the toes and then moved her thumb to her left, which touched along the base of the ring toe and baby toe, then moved it back to her right, which went back to the ring toe, the middle toe, the index toe and when she got to the base of the big toe, she heard a squeal coming from her “patient”. She just discovered a very sensitive spot and chuckled to herself. She was really starting to love the sound of La Diabla’s giggles and she was on another world of happiness right now. Cheyenne then looked towards La Diabla’s head and saw the outlaw was looking right back at her. She could see the delightful smile on that face and she put her head back down as she felt shyness. The sight of La Diabla’s beautiful face, with a smile of pure ticklish giggles overwhelmed her. Lust started to build in her own body and she wanted to control her urges. She never had done this before and it was delightful that her patient had such ticklish feet, so she was feeling really happy. She then stopped the thumb presses and allowed La Diabla to rest.
La Diabla started to breathe happily as the thumb presses were getting more intense and making her laugh. She did feel all her endorphins coursing through her body, so her mind was in a state of bliss. That tea was the best she ever had as she felt a sense of calm in her body, the pain was minimal, and even the laughter brought up feelings of peace. She wiped her forehead and felt some sweat there. “Wow….I-I can’t believe it…whatever you are doing, it is working. I feel so relaxed right now, even though you are tickling me.” She sighed.
Cheyenne blushed as she heard La Diabla’s words. She was happy that the ticklish side effect did not anger the outlaw. Her eyes then glanced over at the still booted left foot and she wondered if it was just as ticklish. But first, she had to finish this right foot. “Ok, now I am about to work on your toes. I hope it doesn’t tickle you as much…” she said, although she was hoping it would tickle.
“ok…..” La Diabla sighed and laid her head back as she tried to prepare herself for what was sure to tickle her. She gasped as she felt her big toe begin clamped by the index finger and felt the thumb pressing into her big toe. She felt ticklish electricity ripping through her body, which made her giggle uncontrollably. This entire experience was so strange to her because even though it tickled, it wasn’t like the feeling of torture like how she experienced at the hands of Madam Olivia and her girls. She reflexively tried to curl her big toe, but Cheyenne’s fingers prevented that and the thumb press started rotating and she just giggled freely.
Cheyenne was absolutely delighted to see how ticklish the big toe was. The sound of those giggles truly mesmerized her and she then moved on to the index toe. Her thumb pressed and rotated on the pad and once again, she heard a ticklish squeal and she even chuckled herself. “You are soooo ticklish…” she giggled. She shook her head as she still couldn’t believe that La Diabla could be tickled. She just didn’t seem like the type to be susceptible to tickling. Cheyenne felt a surge of confidence in her own body. She was the victim of many tickle attacks herself, but this opportunity to work on the sexy feet of the infamous La Diabla and tickling her without repercussions was truly exciting. La Diabla being ticklish only made her seem more human and normal to Cheyenne, and that made the outlaw even more beautiful. As her thumb now worked the middle toe and ring toe, Cheyenne’s mind started to wonder what it would be like if La Diabla made love to her. The thought of that made her own nipples stiff and she shook her head to stop thinking about that. She had to focus on her technique! She went to the baby toe and another cute squeal came out and Cheyenne started to swoon. This outlaw was simply so sexy, so beautiful, her own arousal grew so much. She then finished the baby toe and released La Diabla’s foot from her hands. “Ok, I am all done. How do you feel?”
La Diabla took a moment to finish her giggles as her toes could still feel the ticklish sensations. She rubbed her hands on her belly then slowly lifted her head. She saw Cheyenne’s innocent face wondering if she did a good job and La Diabla smiled. “It..hehehehehe…was hehehehe great. Wow, whatever your technique is, it actually helped me. My pain is not bad right now. T-thank you…” she gasped.
Cheyenne’s face lit up with happiness as she heard La Diabla being pleased with her process. “I am so happy you liked it. Sorry that it tickled you so much. The combination of the tea and the technique should help you feel relief from pain. Now, let me work on your other foot….” Cheyenne said as she then reached for the left boot.
“My o-other foot?” La Diabla said as she lifted her head.
“Yes…the technique is to work on both feet. I have to bring balance to your body so both feet need to be worked on. I hope you don’t mind…” Cheyenne replied, her demeanor now being shy.
La Diabla lifted her upperbody up by leaning back on her elbows and she saw the shyness on Cheyenne’s face. It looked so adorable and she knew this young woman was really trying to help her. She started to wonder how bad it would tickle on her left foot, but she has made it this far, so she might as well allow this woman to finish. “Um…ok.. you can work on my other foot.”
Cheyenne’s eyes lit up as she heard La Diabla’s positive response. “I promise, I will do a really good job and I will do my best to not tickle you so much.” She said as her hands reached out towards the left boot, and she put her left hand on top of the boot, and with her right hand on the heel, she started to tug down on the boot and it slowly slipped off. She held the boot in her hand as it came off and her eyes looked at the socked sole. She put the boot down and then she put her hands on each side of the top of the sock and quickly peeled the sock off, exposing the left foot. She stuffed the sock inside the newly removed boot and looked at both feet. Cheyenne now had both soles exposed and it made her swoon. Her mind thought about the fact that La Diabla was laying on her bed and her barefeet were exposed for hers to touch. She just couldn’t believe this moment was actually happening. She then reached her hands forward and using her right hand, she held the top of the left foot still, and then used her left thumb to start her pressing technique into the very tender heel.
La Diabla felt the thumb pressing into her heel and she felt the ticklish tremors flowing through her body again. She kept wondering why her feet felt so ticklish lately. That tea also made her body feel more receptive to touch. A giggle escaped her lips as she felt that thumb rotating on her heel. She felt herself blushing because she was giggling way too much and this tiny, innocent woman was making her feel so helplessly ticklish. “hehehehe it tickles!” she squealed as the thumb continued its touch.
“hehe sorry…” Cheyenne giggled as she continued her technique. The sound of La Diabla’s giggles was really starting to drive her crazy. She also was aware that since the left ankle was not injured, she could work over this foot more. She then decided to be a little mischievous and lightly stroke the outside edge of the heel with the pad of her thumb causing a high pitched giggle coming from her patient. “sorry…” she smiled. Her thumb then moved to the spot right above the heel, and she felt La Diabla’s body shudder. “Are you doing okay?”
La Diabla tried to hold in her giggles again, but it was a losing effort as she felt that thumb pressing and rotating close to her delicate arch. “y-y-yes hehehehehe I am ok… f-f-f-eeelllssss good.. hehehehe” she tried to say. She wanted to move her foot away in her mind, but her body was so at peace overall from the tea, it felt like her own foot was tied down somehow. La Diabla started to think about anything else, something to take her mind of her foot feeling so many ticklish sensations but it was no use. Her eyes started to water a little and she wiped her eyes with her forearm. She really hoped Cheyenne would finish soon or she was going to be a ticklish wreck. She thought about the fact that she was giggling with her heel being touched, what was going to happen when the more sensitive parts of her foot were touched?
Cheyenne continued to focus in on the foot and was really enjoying how it felt, she could even smell the scent a little as well. She thought that for someone with the reputation of La Diabla, she took pretty good care of her feet. Her excitement grew with each press of her thumb into the heel and now she moved it gently into the arch, letting her thumb drag softly across the skin and into the soft parts of the arch. She heard La Diabla snicker and attempting to hold in the laughter and it amused her greatly. Cheyenne did admire the sheer will power of La Diabla completely not bursting out in hysterical laughter because when her own feet went through this, she lost all self control. Her eyes then looked at where her thumb was working its magic and saw how it would make an impression into the skin and she could see the color change from a bright tone when she pressed firmly and then a softer pinkish type tone when her thumb released the pressure. Her thumb did make it to the outside edge of the arch, into the instep and once again, she heard a muffled snickering. “hahaha are you ok?” she asked while giggling.
“Y-yep! I’m hahahahaha good…” La Diabla replied, still trying to fight the insane laughter building up in her. That “thumb of doom” was really breaking down her will power, but she continued to fight. Feeling that finger pressing into her instep was really making the ticklish sensations increase a few fold, but she still grit her teeth and tried to focus on something. Then her eyes popped open as she felt two thumbs pressing and rotating on the ball of her foot. This tickled her a lot! She saw a smile on Cheyenne’s face and started to realize that sweet young lady was enjoying herself a little too much. “hehehe enjoying hehehehe making me hahahahahaha laugh??” she giggled.
Cheyenne did a laugh to herself as she heard La Diabla’s question. “Yeah, this is kind of fun. Hearing you laugh is so… adorable.” She replied, then her eyes went back to the foot. Her thumbs were now kneading the flesh and she took off some of the pressure and went into a normal foot massage, trying to calm La Diabla down from a potential hysterical ticklish fit. She knew that working on the outlaw’s toes would probably send her to the roof so she needed to get her to prepare for it. “I’m going to work on your toes next, so you better get ready. Hehehe”
La Diabla then slammed her head back down onto the pillow and took a deep breath. Right now, the normal massage felt very nice but she knew that very soon, her sensitive toes were going to be touched and she may not be able to hold the laughter in. She started to scrunch her toes, then flexing them, then scrunching, then flexing them as though the toes were doing exercises to prepare themselves. “I got to hold this in. I CAN NOT LAUGH!!!” La Diabla thought to herself. She also started to think that after all the battles she went through, all the torture she inflicted on others, here she was, being rendered into a helpless ticklish schoolgirl from this sweet innocent woman. She then chuckled to herself as she thought about how that would sound. Infamous outlaw taken down by small Indian girl by having her feet touched. “Yeah, that will be embarrassing..” she thought to herself. La Diabla then started to think how she was enjoying this woman’s company though. After nearly having her own life in danger, this woman helped saved her and was doing everything she could to make her feel better, so why not let her have some fun with her feet? Then suddenly, she clamped her hands over her mouth to prevent a loud squeal from coming out as she felt her big toe being touched by a thumb.
Cheyenne held in her own laughter as she saw La Diabla putting her hands over her mouth to prevent from laughing and it just greatly amused her. Her left thumb was pressing right on the spot where the big toe was connected to the ball of the foot, a very sensitive spot. She pressed and rotated her thumb all over that spot and then slid it to the big toe pad. She could feel the nail on her index finger as her thumb did its work. She could hear muffled laughter coming from La Diabla and she smiled once again. She then went over to the index toe and once again, she heard heavy breathing and a muffled giggle coming out and she couldn’t help herself. “hehehe you are so cute….hang in there, I am almost finished.” Cheyenne teased.
La Diabla felt those ticklish shockwaves reverberating through her body as she felt that thumb pressing and kneading each of her toes and she had small convulsions of her upperbody, trying everything she could to not laugh like a crazed hyena. She felt the thumb leave her index toe, then went to her middle toe. More muffled giggles. Then after a little bit of time, the thumb went from her middle toe, to the ring toe and La Diabla pressed her hands harder onto her mouth. Then when she felt the thumb go from her ring toe to her baby toe and pressed it, she sprang up on the bed, her upper body now at a 90 degree angle to her legs and she had a look of sheer ticklish agony as her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth still covered by her hands and her hair started to shake wildly as her head was starting to whip around as the sensation was very strong.
Cheyenne stopped pressing into the baby toe as she saw La Diabla springing up and looked like she was having a conniption. She laughed as La Diabla’s scrunched up face was so twisted in ticklish agony, she couldn’t help but be greatly amused. “hahahaha you are SO funny! Ok, I am done!”
La Diabla heard the words and flopped back down onto the bed, letting some giggles come out as her ticklish agony finally ended. Her breathing was heavy as she tried to recover. “T-thank y-you…” she panted as she ran her fingers through her hair as she laid there.
Cheyenne got up from the floor by the foot of the bed and walked towards the area of the bed where La Diabla’s head was. She knelt down on the floor and reached her hand forward to take La Diabla’s left hand and caressed it. “You did great! I hope you liked it. Sorry for it being so tickly to you.” She said sweetly.
La Diabla felt her hand being held and she turned her head to the left, and saw Cheyenne’s sweet smiling face. She laughed as she realized this Cheyenne was trying to comfort her. “You did….good. I feel so embarrassed right now.” She chuckled as she pulled her hand away from Cheyenne’s grip and then covered her face with her hands, so she could hide her own blushing.
“Hehehe why? Why do you feel embarrassed?” Cheyenne asked, her innocent smile shining.
La Diabla removed her hands and then looked over at Cheyenne. “Because….I am so infamous remember? The great La Diabla! Most feared outlaw around and here I am, laughing like a little school girl because her feet were touched. My reputation is ruined for you. Haha” La Diabla joked.
“You shouldn’t be embarrassed. Dangerous outlaws can have ticklish feet too! Hehehe. But how do you feel overall?” Cheyenne asked.
“You know…I feel good actually. I mean, I really do feel a lot more relaxed. The pain, I can’t really feel it. You are a miracle worker…” La Diabla told her as she started to yawn.
“Thank you. I am just wanted to help you. The tea does make your body more sensitive to touch, that’s probably why you felt more ticklish than you thought you would be. But thank you for letting me work on your feet. It was an honor. Really.” Cheyenne told her, meaning every word she said. She still couldn’t believe she managed to do that tribal technique on someone like La Diabla.
La Diabla had a small grin on her face as she could see the gratitude on Cheyenne’s face. “You’re welcome. You are such a nice person. I appreciate you helping me like this. I will have to learn that recipe for that tea. It feels like my body is floating on clouds now.”
Cheyenne blushed a little at the compliment. She then looked at La Diabla’s face, and saw that happy glaze a person gets when their body and mind are in a very relaxed state. “You rest up a little. I will make us some dinner. I have some leftover tacos from the bar. Be right back!” she smiled as she then stood up and went over to her kitchen area.
La Diabla watched her walk away and then turn her head and stared at the ceiling. She was still so surprised and very amazed that having her feet touched and drinking that special tea could have this kind of a relaxing effect on her. Just hours earlier, she was torturing Priscilla Montenegro, then she barely escaped when her husband arrived, injured her ankle and now she was at peace. Her stomach did growl a bit as it was late evening now and she had a very eventful day. La Diabla decided she would think about the ramifications of today later, she just wanted to enjoy this tranquil state. She then heard Cheyenne walk back over and saw her carrying a plate of food. She was truly hungry and those tacos smelled great.
“Here you go.. enjoy!” Cheyenne said as she handed the plate to La Diabla and had her own plate. She sat down on the edge of the bed and ate her food as she and La Diabla made some small talk. While they were eating, Cheyenne told her “guest” that she should spend the night because Julio’s men were probably still looking for her. She felt a feeling of happiness when she heard La Diabla agree to the arrangement.
After eating the meal, and washing it down with water, La Diabla let out a loud sigh and then leaned back on the bed. Her peaceful state of mind was now getting sleepy and she felt so comfortable. She still managed to keep her right ankle still at the end of the bed, that cloth with an ointment still doing its magic. “mmmmm…I am getting sleepy. I feel so tired…” she yawned.
“Ok, yeah it is getting late. Time flies when you are having fun right? Hehe” Cheyenne said. She then stood up and walked to the foot of the bed. She took off the towel from the ankle and examined the skin. “Swelling is going down. I will put on a new towel in the morning. Soon you will be as good as new!” she chuckled. She saw La Diabla give her a smile and then the outlaw laid her head down on the pillow. Cheyenne then looked at the barefeet again and wanted one last time for fun. She sat down on the end of the bed, gently lifted La Diabla’s ankles and then placed them in her lap, as she leaned her back against the wall, her own feet sticking off the side of the bed. She moved her head a little to the right and could see La Diabla’s cute bare soles. She then started to softly run her fingers up and down the soles, going for a very light touch.
La Diabla opened her eyes and looked down towards her feet. She saw her feet were in Cheyenne’s lap and felt the touches on her feet which caused her to giggle and quiver a little. “You really like tickling my feet don’t you?” she asked as she laid her head back down onto the pillow. “You naughty girl….”
“hehe sorry. I can’t help it. I just like listening to your giggles…” Cheyenne admitted. Her fingers lightly stroked across the base of the toes and she was amused at how they wiggled from her touch.
“Ok hehehe that’s enough tickling for the day. Let’s get some rest. As a matter of fact, you lay next to me. So I can keep your hands away from my feet…” La Diabla joked.
Cheyenne smiled as she heard that and figured she better get some rest as well. She carefully lifted the feet off her lap, got off the bed and carefully placed the ankles back down on the bed. She then walked over to her lantern and shut it off and blew out the candle. It was dark inside and she took of her own moccasins and then laid on the bed next to La Diabla. Her back was towards La Diabla’s body and she closed her eyes. There was something very comforting lying next to this woman. She felt……safe. Cheyenne closed her eyes and had a very satisfied smile on her face.
THE NEXT MORNING
La Diabla woke up and yawned as she could see the sun peeking through the sides of the curtain. She started to get her bearings as she soon realized there was a towel on her ankle and she felt a soothing ointment on her skin. She then looked towards her left and noticed Cheyenne was not laying there. She lifted her upperbody and looked around the room. There was no sign of Cheyenne. The effects of the tea had worn off so now her mind started to race again. She didn’t know what happened to her host or where to look for her. She carefully moved her legs towards the edge of the bed and then sat up. La Diabla looked at a stopwatch she had, and it said it was 10am. She chuckled to herself as she realized she slept for a lot of hours as she was so exhausted. She stretched her body and then reached for her boots. After pulling her socks out of her boots, she put the left one on, along with the boot, but left the towel on her right ankle. She wanted to maximize the ointment treatment as the pain did subside a little. La Diabla started to recall the events of last night with Cheyenne and she shook her head. “I can’t believe I let her touch my feet like that. That tea is something else….” Then her eyes popped open as she heard the door clicking. Her hand instinctively went for her gun, but the weapon was across the room, sitting on the table. The door opened and she held her breath. Then she relaxed as Cheyenne came through the door.
Cheyenne made it through the door, holding a bag, and quickly closed it. She was breathing a little heavy and then walked over to the bed and sat down next to La Diabla. Her palms were sweating and she started to fan herself as she finished running back to her home. “Oh, good morning!” she smiled as she realized La Diabla was sitting right next to her.
“Good morning to you. What happened with you? You look like you were running.” La Diabla asked her as she noticed the sweat on Cheyenne’s face.
“Yeah, I ran back. I was trying to get us some food. I am supposed to work today, but I guess I am not.” Cheyenne replied. There was some nervousness in her voice as she learned some news while she was out.
“Um, are you ok? You sure seem flushed. What happened?” La Diabla asked trying to figure out why Cheyenne seemed like she saw a ghost.
“Well, as I was getting food, there was this commotion on the streets. It appears the Montenegros have formed a gang and they are VERY upset about last night. In fact, well…. I don’t know how to tell you.” Cheyenne said as she lowered her head.
La Diabla looked at Cheyenne with some concern, but now she was anxious to find out the news. “Tell me. Just let it out.”
“Well, the ladies who sold me the fruit told me that the Montenegros were looking for some man named, El Coyote or something like that but couldn’t find him. They are also looking for…you” Cheyenne explained. Her nervousness was still very noticeable as she had some news to tell that would be difficult to say and didn’t know how La Diabla would react.
La Diabla’s ears perked up and her eyes grew big as she heard her compatriot El Coyote’s name. There was some relief that he could still be alive, but the way this story was going, she had a feeling there was some bad news coming. “Yeah, I figured they would be looking for me. I know I have to hide until I can find my way out of here.”
Cheyenne then took a deep breath. “That’s not all. According to one of the ladies, who is sleeping with one of Mr. Montenegros men, they..um….located El Guapo’s villa!” she told her.
La Diabla’s eyes went into complete shock! El Guapo’s villa was located by the Montenegros? This would not be good. “They did what??!! Tell me, what else happened?? What more do you know Cheyenne?? TELL ME!” she said with a snarl. A huge rush of adrenaline was now flowing through her body.
Cheyenne then stood up from the bed and slowly walked to the opposite side of the room. She faced La Diabla, took a few deep breaths and delivered her news. “Well……Mr. Montenegro and his men invaded the villa really late last night and destroyed the villa. I was told that many of El Guapo’s men died and they even burned many buildings. From what I heard, El Guapo somehow escaped, but no one knows where he went. They did injure him they said. He was bleeding a lot. Then…the word around town is… they want to find you and hang you in front of everyone.”
La Diabla’s body went into full shock. Her home, El Guapo’s villa had been invaded, ransacked and burned. The news of some of her own men perished overwhelmed her. She put her hands over her mouth and was in complete disbelief. She thought about El Guapo and where he might have gone. Then her brain focused in on the threat on her very own life. La Diabla didn’t know how to react. “I-I-I don’t know what to say….” She shook her head in disbelief.
Cheyenne could see the sheer shock on La Diabla’s face. She felt a sadness in her own heart because her new friend had a look of sadness on her face. She slowly walked over to La Diabla and sat down on the bed next to her on the right hand side. “I’m sorry to tell you that news. It is the news all around the city….”
La Diabla started to think about what transpired. She thought about her friends in the gang who could be dead now. El Guapo’s gang had a tight bond, they all supported one another and it was like a family. They were notorious criminals and committed heinous crimes, but as a group, they had a closeness to each other. She blinked her eyes a few times, trying to prevent them from watering up. She looked over at Cheyenne’s sympathetic face. “Is there any news about the other people in the villa? There were women and even some small children there..” La Diabla asked.
“I didn’t hear anything about that yet. But from the sounds of it, they might have been spared, but I am not sure. You must have had many friends in the gang?” Cheyenne asked.
“Yeah…I do….” La Diabla trailed off. Then she thought about the threat against her. She thought about how if she was captured last night, she would be hanging in front of the public. She thought about how fortunate she was that Cheyenne helped her get away from the Montenegro home. “Thank you…I just want to say thank you for helping me last night.” She whispered to the young woman.
Cheyenne saw the gracious look on La Diabla’s face and she nodded her head. “You’re welcome. I am glad I could help you. I am so sorry about your friends. I can see your sadness.” She whispered back. She then cautiously put her left arm around La Diabla’s shoulders and with her right hand, she reached over and gently touched La Diabla’s right hand.
La Diabla felt the arm around her and it felt comforting. She started to get control of her emotions as she was still inside the city of the Montenegro’s home. She knew her life was still in danger. “Thank you my sweet friend. Thank you for everything you have done for me. But I have to go now. I can’t stay in this town.”
Cheyenne grew a little sad as La Diabla was going to leave her and this time with her was the best moments of her life here in this city. “I-I understand…but I recommend waiting a bit. There are men looking for you as we speak. I saw them walking around asking others if they have seen you.”
La Diabla shook her head. She knew she had to leave soon. “No, I really have to go. The longer I stay here, the more likely they will find me…” she said with some urgency in her voice. She then started to put on her right sock and winced a little as her ankle was still tender. Most of the pain had subsided, but the ankle was still slightly swollen.
“Here..let me help you with that…” Cheyenne said as she removed her arm from La Diabla’s shoulder, then got off the bed and knelt down in front of La Diabla. She then carefully placed La Diabla’s foot in her lap and used both of her hands to slowly pull the sock up over the arch, then the heel, over the ankle and tugged the sock up the leg. She then reached over and grabbed the empty boot and slowly put it over the foot and managed to put it all the way on. Cheyenne wanted one last opportunity to touch La Diabla’s feet. She really enjoyed playing with the outlaw’s feet and now that was over. “Where will you go?”
La Diabla paused before answering the question. She didn’t think about that part because her natural response would be to go back to the villa. But it was destroyed so she really did not have a place to go to. Her mind quickly thought about her mother’s home, but she decided she couldn’t go there because if she was found there, her mother may be in danger and she would never let that happen. La Diabla started thinking about places in the United States but she couldn’t focus. “I-I don’t know. I will think of something. Oh, what will happen to you? Are you going to be ok?”
Cheyenne looked up from La Diabla’s boots and saw the outlaw’s eyes on hers. “I guess I will go back to work. I am sure there will be celebrations because of the attack last night. I-I…..” she stammered.
“What’s wrong? Are you ok?” La Diabla asked. She could sense this young woman was feeling a sense of dread.
“Well….to be honest with you, I hate it here!” Cheyenne exclaimed as tears filled her eyes. “I am always picked on. I am always made fun of. Mrs. Montenegro always makes me do menial things. I-I don’t have any real friends here. There are some nice people in this city, but I am usually all alone. I really miss my tribe, my home, my family….” She said with such sadness in her voice as a tear fell from her eye as she vented her frustration. “I’m sorry… I don’t mean to cry…”
La Diabla looked at Cheyenne’s sad face and felt bad for her. She knew this woman had such a good heart and she was stuck inside a different place, away from her family. Her own mind started to be confused as she was in a gang that had women enslaved, she in fact had her own sex slave, but for some reason, Cheyenne’s story really started to get to her. Then an idea came to her mind. She thought of something that could benefit them both. “Hey, I got an idea on where I could go….”
Cheyenne wiped the tear from her eye, and looked up at La Diabla. “Where?”
“How about this? I need a place to go hide and you absolutely hate it here. How about you come with me and let’s go find your family.” La Diabla asked. She then couldn’t help but smile when she saw the reaction on Cheyenne’s face.
Cheyenne’s eyes lit up in shock! Did she really hear that offer? “A-are you serious? You want me to go with you? You want to bring me back to my family?????!!!”
“Yes, come with me. You have been very kind to me and you essentially saved my life. So, let me repay your kindness by getting you back home.” La Diabla responded.
Cheyenne grew very excited and a bright smile formed on her face. She then couldn’t help herself and leapt forward and hugged La Diabla! “Thank you thank you thank you!!” she shouted as she hugged the outlaw tighter. Her eyes got wet and she let the tears come out. She was going home!
La Diabla was surprised by the aggressive hug, and her body immediately went defensive by habit, but feeling that hug and hearing the excitement in Cheyenne’s voice made her smile. The hug felt very warm and she actually felt good inside. “You’re welcome Cheyenne….” She whispered in Cheyenne’s ear.
Cheyenne then immediately let go of her hug as she realized she just hugged La Diabla without any kind of warning. She sheepishly looked at La Diabla’s face and wiped the tears away from her eyes. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do that..”
La Diabla chuckled and shook her head. “It’s ok. I understand how you feel. The hug was nice…” she smiled. She saw the happiness in Cheyenne’s face and she felt a happiness in her own body. This young innocent woman was really getting to her and she thought how she could help her out. “Ok, let’s get ready to go. Pack some food and some supplies because this may be a long journey. We have to be very careful and, you need to follow my instructions if we are going to make it out of here. Ok?”
“okay!!! Let me get some things!” Cheyenne said with excitement in her voice. She stood up and before she went over to her kitchen, she faced La Diabla again. “Thank you…you just made me the happiest person in the world.” She said with tenderness, then turned around and went to the kitchen area.
La Diabla was very amused at watching how excited Cheyenne was. She had a grin on her face as she saw Cheyenne do a “happy dance” as she gathered some things. She stood up and stretched her body, then she winced a bit as she put some weight on her right ankle. She was delighted that the pain was mainly gone. That tea, that ointment and even that process of having her feet touched seem to do wonders. She started to get herself together and made it over to Cheyenne. She helped her pack some things like food, water, and other cosmetic items that they would need on their journey. After about 10 minutes, La Diabla was ready to go. She looked at Cheyenne who was finishing packing things. “You ready?”
Cheyenne stopped what she was doing and looked at La Diabla. “Yeah, I am….” she said. She then looked around her room and took a deep breath. For about a year, this was her home. It didn’t have much, just the basic necessities, but it was still her home. Her get away from the stresses of her daily life in this far away town. She realized this was the last time she would ever see this room. Cheyenne spent many nights, thinking about life, shedding many tears, and dreaming of the day when she could go home. She looked back at La Diabla with a smile and then she picked up her blanket and her things. She was ready to go!
La Diabla opened the front door and carefully looked outside. She knew if she was seen, it was possible that she would be captured. She allowed Cheyenne to exit first, as she would have a better idea on where to go to leave the city without many people seeing them. The two women then walked out and started to walk down an alley way. They managed to go behind buildings and down side streets as walking on the main street would not be the best idea. Eventually they made their way to an abandoned building where La Diabla made her way into this city when she snuck in with El Coyote. The two women then went through a small natural tunnel where a small stream of water was flowing and when they made it to the opposite end, they walked up a small hill and now they were in the open plains.
“This is how you got into the city? Wow, so sneaky…” Cheyenne said with a bit of excitement in her voice.
La Diabla shook her head and chuckled a little as Cheyenne’s innocence was funny to her. “Yeah, this is how I got in. And over there should be……there he is! My beautiful horse!” she said as she spotted her black horse grazing on nearby grass. She was happy her horse did not run away since it has been standing there since yesterday afternoon. La Diabla walked over to her horse, and gently patted its neck and side of the head.
“This is your horse?! Such a beautiful horse! What is its name?” Cheyenne asked with excitement. She really loved horses and she started to pet this horse’s nose.
“His name is Tesoro, which means treasure. He is one of my treasures.” La Diabla said with pride. She saw how excited Cheyenne was petting her horse and it made her smile. She looked around and noticed that El Coyote’s horse was nowhere around. Normally the horses would stay together, unless someone took it away. She started to feel hope that El Coyote was still alive because if his horse was stolen, so would hers. La Diabla then thought that El Coyote would take his horse and leave hers behind so that she would be able to leave as well. She then started to pack their belongings to her horse as they had a long journey ahead. She finished attaching the packages and right when she was about to mount Tesoro, she looked back at Cheyenne who looked like she was getting emotional. “Cheyenne, are you ok?” she asked.
“Yeah, I am ok. I’m sorry, I am just a little emotional because I waited for this day for such a long time. I am finally going home…” she said as her eyes started to water. “For so long, I thought about going home and now it is going to happen. Thank you, thank you sooo much!” she said as she then went forward and hugged La Diabla again. Cheyenne started to hug her tighter as her emotions were starting to pour out. “You have no idea how much I miss my family. I thought about them every day, wondering if I would ever see them again. I really miss my mother. I really really miss her so much… My family means so much to me, but especially her. I want to see my mother again....” she said as she started to let her tears fall.
La Diabla felt how intense this hug was and when she heard Cheyenne talk about how much she missed her mother, she started to think about her own mother, Isabel Veracruz. She started to think about the last time she saw her mother and how emotional she got and how much she missed her as well. La Diabla completely understood the emotions Cheyenne was feeling right now and she hugged the young woman back tighter. “Yeah, I understand. You are welcome Cheyenne…” she said as she felt her own eyes water. La Diabla took a deep breath because they still had to leave this area before they were caught. “Ok, as much as I love your hugs, it is time to go…” she chuckled.
Cheyenne let go of her hug and giggled as she wiped her eyes. “I’m sorry! I am really sorry for being so emotional right now. I’m just too happy right now. You really are my hero! All those people said so many nasty things about you, but to me, you are my hero. I will always be grateful to you. I knew helping you would be a good decision. Thank you La Diabla…”
La Diabla had a satisfied smile on her face and then she mounted her horse. She helped Cheyenne mount the horse behind her. She felt Cheyenne’s arms wrap around her waist and right before she was about to take off, she felt Cheyenne leaned forward and kiss her cheek. La Diabla didn’t know what to think. This young, sweet woman made her feel good inside. She was definitely not used to this feeling but it did feel good. She then had Tesoro start to gallop away so they could begin their journey. The two women rode off, on their way to escape this dreaded city. They both hoped to find Cheyenne’s home so she could be home and La Diabla could have a place to hide.
Ok, how did you like this part? You can see how these two are bonding together. In the next part, which is the final one, it will set up both of their roles in the culmination series. Thank you for any comments and feedback!
PART 4
Julio Montenegro stormed into his home and then raced up the stairs, with two men following him. “PRISCILLA??!!! PRISCILLA ARE YOU OK????” Where are you?!!” he screamed as he made it to the top of the stairs. He went to his bedroom door and opened it. When he rushed in, he then stood dead in his tracks as he saw Priscilla tied to the bedposts, her arms outstretched and tied down, her legs and ankles tied down, and what really shocked him was his wife was naked except for the legs of her pants on each leg. He rushed over to her and saw the look in Priscilla’s eyes. “What the hell happened??!!” he shouted as he then started to remove the stocking gag from his wife’s head. He then pulled out the second stocking from the mouth and held up her face with his hands. “My love!! Are you okay??? What the hell happened here???!! Are you hurt??!!”
Priscilla found a rush of relief coming through her body as her mouth was finally free from her gags. She wanted to cry as she saw Julio’s face and she realized she was finally going to be free. She did still feel the high state of arousal however, and her body was still on edge. “J-Julio….thank goodness… you saved me…” she panted.
Julio looked his wife over and saw her breasts and started to think about the evil that El Coyote did to her. He then realized his men were standing in the room with him and he snapped at them. “STOP LOOKING AT PRISCILLA YOU MORONS!!!! Go find that bastard that did this! He must be found!” he commanded. Julio then started to cut away at the bonds holding the wrists, setting her free.
“Wait….wait….” Priscilla groaned. “It wasn’t a man……it was…..it was….La Diabla…” she moaned as she collapsed in Julio’s arms. “She…she…she tortured….me….”
“La Diabla???? THE La Diabla?? That bitch was here??? SHE did this to you????!!!!” Julio shouted in shock. He knew things were serious as members of El Guapo’s gang were infiltrating his own home. He then faced his men again who were still staring at Priscilla’s exposed breasts. “Well, what are you waiting for???!! GO FIND HER!!!!! NOW!!!! I want you to kill that bitch!!”
“No…..no don’t. she went out through the window” Priscilla moaned. She then lifted her head and looked into Julio’s eyes. “Don’t kill her…..bring her to me alive. I want…….revenge….”
Julio nodded his head towards his men, who then immediately took off to go find La Diabla. Julio then managed to untie Priscilla’s legs and now he laid his wife on her back on the bed and he laid next to her. He then held her in his arms, her head on his chest and he comforted her. “My sweet wife…I can’t believe you were tortured. Why did she torture you?” he asked with concern in his voice.
Priscilla felt safe in her husband’s arms and thought about the ordeal she went through. She started to remember the questions La Diabla was asking her and now anger started to fill her body. She was still very naked, with only her pants legs on her body. Priscilla then sat up and looked at Julio. “She tried to get the location of the statue from me. I didn’t break, but I was close. That bitch didn’t win….”
“The statue? So that’s what she was looking for….” Julio said as he looked at Priscilla’s face. “That means El Guapo is starting to fear us. You know, I actually thought La Diabla was smarter than that. She is always held in such high regard, but turns out, she is just as stupid as her leader….” Julio chuckled as he then got up off the bed. He walked over to a wardrobe in the corner of the room, right next to the window that La Diabla escaped from. He then opened the wardrobe door and reached inside. He found what he was looking for and pull it out. It was the golden statue! “All she had to do was look inside here…”
“Yeah, she is a stupid woman. She didn’t even have to torture me….” Priscilla snarled. She then started to remove the shredded pants legs from her legs and now she was completely naked and still highly aroused. “She will PAY for what she did to me. Trust me, I will make her suffer…now my love, seeing you has made me incredibly horny. I need you RIGHT NOW!” Priscilla said with a seductive voice and grabbed her breasts.
“Yes my love….soon, we will destroy El Guapo and his gang and we will rule. Of course I want to make love to you….” Julio said as he started to remove his shirt. “By the way, how did she torture you?” he asked as he laid Priscilla on the bed as he started to remove his pants.
“I will….mmmmm…..tell you later….” Priscilla moaned as now Julio was on top of her. She wanted her release and knew she will get it. Her mind also thought about La Diabla and her desire for revenge made her even more aroused…..
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La Diabla sat at the edge of the bed and now looked around the room. It was a very small room, and it appeared to be a one room living quarters. There was a small space where a kitchen was, and she saw the small wooden table, with two wooden chairs. She then looked at the wall adjacent to the door and saw a window. She saw Cheyenne close the curtain to that window and now her “helper” sat down in a chair facing her. La Diabla saw the woman’s face and did a quick smile. “T-thank you…” she groaned as she then put her right ankle on the bed, and look towards her left at Cheyenne. “You saved me. I don’t even know your name…”
“You are most welcome. My name is Cheyenne, actually that is the name given to me by people at a Mission near my tribe. My actual birth name is Shikoba, but you can call me Cheyenne. I like that name too.” Cheyenne smiled.
“Thank you again….Cheyenne. Tell me, why did you help me? How did you even find me?” La Diabla said, still feeling the pain in her ankle.
“Here, let me help you get more comfortable. It looks like you are in great pain!” Cheyenne said as she got up out of her chair and walked over to her bed. “Just relax, I will help you.” She said as she then started to look at the right boot of La Diabla. She then took the edge of the boot with her right hand, and used her left hand to grab the heel of the boot and slowly tugged at it, trying to remove the boot. She looked at La Diabla grimace in pain, so she went a little slower to pull the boot off. Soon, she heard the pop of the boot off the heel and then slowly pulled the boot completely off and then placed it down on the floor. Cheyenne looked over at La Diabla’s face and could tell she was in pain. “I’m sorry that I hurt you!” she apologized.
La Diabla moaned a little as the pain was still throbbing, but she did feel some relief as her boot was removed. “No…you’re ok. Thanks…” she groaned. She then watched Cheyenne place a small pillow under her ankle, elevating it. Her eyes then popped open as she felt her sock being peeled down her leg and off her heel. The sock then was peeled more and now her arch was exposed. “W-what are you doing?” she asked, concerned that her barefoot was about to be exposed.
“I am taking a look at your ankle. I can’t see it when your sock is in the way..hehe” Cheyenne giggled as she left the sock covering the ball of the foot and toes. She then looked at the injured ankle and slightly turned it. She noticed the ankle had slight swelling, so the injury wasn’t very severe. She then stood up and walked over to her kitchen area. She opened a small cabinet and pulled out a small towel. She then ran some cold water from a bucket over the cloth, wringed the water out and then reached for a small bottle. Once she grabbed the bottle, she came back with the items and she sat on the bed, staring at the ankle. Her eyes couldn’t help but look at the exposed heel and the arch of La Diabla’s foot. She saw the high arch, and the soft pinkish/tan skin and it thrilled her a bit. Cheyenne opened the bottle, and poured out what appeared to be a gel onto the wet cloth and rubbed the cloth together, making sure that gel was rubbed in.
“What did you just put on that towel?” La Diabla asked as she witnessed Cheyenne preparing the cloth.
“It is a special kind of gel that my people use to treat injuries like yours. It is made of natural herbs so it will soothe the pain a bit…Don’t worry, I am not trying to hurt you or anything. Just relax La Diabla…” Cheyenne explained. She then laid the small towel across the ankle and gave it a gentle press. She then looked at La Diabla’s ankle covered by the towel, but also that cute sole sticking out from underneath the towel. Her mind started to wander about how the rest of the foot looked.
“Y-you know who I am?” La Diabla asked, surprised that this young woman never called her that before. She was grateful this woman was helping her, but she was still wary because she did work for Priscilla.
“Yes, I know who you are hehehe” Cheyenne giggled. She then started to blush and put her head down slightly as she started to talk. “I mean…who hasn’t heard of the world famous La Diabla around here? You are a legend. I will admit, you are actually more beautiful than the drawings of you…” Cheyenne whispered as she felt so embarrassed.
La Diabla gave a sly smile and liked how shy this young woman was. She noticed her blushing and started thinking if this young woman had an attraction to her. La Diabla looked at Cheyenne’s very pretty face and thought she was very cute. “Thank you…I appreciate the compliment. How old are you? You look so young…”
“I am 19 right now…” Cheyenne replied, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She then looked back at La Diabla and when she saw that face smiling back at her, she felt a rush of excitement within her own. She started to fan herself as her body was getting hot.
La Diabla chuckled as she watched the young woman getting flustered and thought it was such a great compliment. “You’re so cute….but how did you find me? Were you inside the house?”
“Y-yes. I was in the house and then I heard a noise on the roof. I looked outside and I saw you fall to the ground and you looked like you were in pain. I heard the other men coming inside the house, so I figured I better get you away from there. They sounded really angry with you.” Cheyenne told her.
“Yeah, you could say that….” La Diabla chuckled. Her mind started to think about what she put Priscilla through and wondered if Cheyenne was inside during that time. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but you seem so…innocent. How did you wind up working for people like the Montenegros?”
Cheyenne blushed again as she heard the compliment. She went on to explain how she met Priscilla Montenegro back in the United States at the nearby Mission. She explained how she was offered to learn at an all girls emissary by Priscilla, but ended up essentially kidnapped and brought to Mexico to work as a servant. She informed La Diabla that she was paid small wages so she wasn’t a slave, but she didn’t have the option to leave freely. “All I wanted to do was go to the school. So, I am here in this far away place, away from my family and friends and I try my best to survive. I don’t even know where this place is on a map. I don’t even know how to go back home…” Cheyenne said, her eyes now starting to well up as she thought about her home.
La Diabla felt a sorrowness in her body as she heard Cheyenne’s story. This young woman was so sweet and innocent and she was trapped here in Mexico. She was even trying to help her with trying to soothe her aching ankle and even rescued her from a sure death with the Montenegros. “Well, you have done well for yourself under the circumstances Cheyenne….” La Diabla said in a soft tone. “…Even though you are trapped, you still maintain your own sense of self. You are stronger than you look. Seriously, thank you for helping me. I like you…” she said as she grimaced in pain a little. The pain in her ankle was still present, even though the ointment on her ankle was helping making the pain subside.
Cheyenne’s eyes lit up when she heard La Diabla’s words. She started to shake a little with nervousness as she then faced the outlaw. “T-thank you. You are kind. It’s kind of funny. You don’t seem like the evil villain everyone makes you out to be. Hey, wait right here. I can see you still have some pain. I will make you some special herbal tea to help relax you more.” She offered as she stood up and walked over to her kitchen area.
La Diabla smiled when she heard Cheyenne’s compliment about her. The words reminded her of when Deputy Darby told her that she was “human”. She was impressed by the hospitality Cheyenne was giving her and decided to allow the woman to take care of her. La Diabla removed her hat and laid it on her right hand side, and then she removed her vest. She then positioned her body full on the bed as she put her left booted foot on the bed. She looked over at Cheyenne and saw her heating some water and pouring a few herbs and spices in a cup. The whistling in the teapot went off and she smiled when she saw Cheyenne pour the water into the cup and stir the herb contents with a spoon, then walked back towards her.
Cheyenne approached La Diabla with the cup of tea and handed it to the outlaw. She then moved her way to the foot of the bed and sat Indian style. The bed itself didn’t have a tall frame as it was low to the ground, so it allowed Cheyenne’s head to see above the top of the mattress so she could see La Diabla’s face, but in her peripheral vision, she could see the exposed heel and arch of the right foot, and the bottom of the boot of the left foot. “I hope you like the tea. It is a special blend of herbs that we had near our village and I found it here in this city. The tea is to help relax your body and your mind, so I hope you like it!” she said with a smile. She then started to focus on the bottom of La Diabla’s right foot, that tender skin so close to her.
La Diabla started to sip the tea and her body immediately felt better. The taste was quite distinct and tasted very good. She then looked down at Cheyenne’s face between her booted foot and her almost bare foot and caught her looking at her exposed arch and heel. She started to wonder if Cheyenne had an attraction to her feet. La Diabla thought it was cute, but she still was hesitant to have her feet exposed. She took more sips of the tea and a feeling of euphoria started to fill her body. She could feel her muscles starting to relax and her mind was calming down and even the pain started to subside. “What is in this tea? It is very good…”
“It is several different herbs and spices. That plant is around my village and I found it here. Making it into a tea relaxes you, it totally soothes every muscle in your body…” Cheyenne smiled.
La Diabla chuckled as she now understood why she felt so much better. The effects were nice and she found herself in a better state of mind. The two women then continued to chat as they talked about mundane things, La Diabla being careful not to mention too much about herself. She saw the excitement in Cheyenne’s eyes and then thought about how she was found. “You are such an interesting person Cheyenne. But I have to know, how long were you inside the Montenegro house today?”
Cheyenne took her eyes away from that soft right heel of La Diabla and then looked away. “Um, I was there for a few hours. I came to the house with Mrs. Montenegro from the bar…” she said shyly.
La Diabla’s eyebrow raised when hearing that answer. That meant Cheyenne was there the entire time she was there. She started to wonder if Cheyenne was aware of the torture Priscilla went through. “Oh you were? Did you hear any……..noises coming from upstairs?” La Diabla asked.
Cheyenne’s face turned beet red with embarrassment when she heard that question. She lowered her head trying to avert away from La Diabla’s eyes as she felt really shy at this moment. She then took a deep breath and then lifted her head up and faced the outlaw. “um…well..well…I did. I heard something upstairs and I went to go look….”
La Diabla grinned as she saw the obvious embarrassment in Cheyenne’s face. She started to think it was so adorable this woman was so shy right now. It made her start to wonder about this young woman’s sexuality. “…and did you find anything? You can tell me….”
“Well….well….I-I-I….” Cheyenne stammered. She was trying to find her voice as she knew she was going to reveal her innermost secrets to this woman. She couldn’t understand why, but she felt so comfortable with a woman most considered to be evil. “I went to the top of the stairs and the door to her bedroom was slightly opened. I heard some muffled sounds and I….I heard your voice too. I carefully went to the door and looked inside the small crack and I….I…..saw a lot….” She stammered as she then lowered her head blushing.
“Oh you did, did you? Haha you’re so cute. What did you see?” La Diabla asked, enjoying making Cheyenne blush like crazy.
Cheyenne looked up at La Diabla, her hands now wrapped across her chest as she tried to find her voice. “I saw that she was….tied up. T-then I s-s-saw you, um, touching her and she was laughing. I saw you….tickling…..her and asking her….questions…”
La Diabla let out a small chuckle as she heard poor Cheyenne trying to explain what she saw. “You saw me tickling her? Well yes, I was tickling her. Did you like what you saw?” she said in a seductive tone.
Cheyenne’s body temperature skyrocketed as her shyness really kicked in. She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation and with a notorious outlaw on top of it. She decided to be brave and just let it all out. “y-yes….I liked it…I mean, it looked like you were having fun with her. She looked really really ticklish! I-I saw you tickling her everywhere. I never seen her look so helpless…She also kind of deserved it too…”
“Yes, it was a lot of fun actually. It is ok that you liked it, as I liked really tormenting her with tickles. She is REALLY ticklish!” La Diabla grinned as she recalled the torment she put Priscilla through. “How come you didn’t help her? I never knew you were there. You would have caught me by surprise….”
“Well..well….I don’t know. I-I was just enjoying the tickling and stuff. Plus, it was kind of…um, fun, to see her laughing like that. She is not always nice to me and to see her in that position, so helpless, so vulnerable was kind of….oh my….exciting.” Cheyenne smiled.
“Tell me Cheyenne, you like girls don’t you?” La Diabla flat out asked, knowing she was putting Cheyenne on the spot.
Cheyenne’s face turned even more red after that question. Ever since her own tickling experience a year ago, she had to face her own sexuality. She did have an interest in girls, but she had to keep that a secret and she never told anyone about that time her friend Aleshanee tickled her and even made her have an orgasm. She covered her face with her hands and just let it out. “Yes…I like girls…”
La Diabla saw the embarrassment and she couldn’t help but smile. This young woman was so cute to her. “Hey Cheyenne, it’s ok. It is ok that you like girls. I like them too! So, did you like how I was touching Priscilla? Did you like how I touched her very private places?” she asked, as she bit her lip.
“I-I can’t believe I am having this conversation hehe” Cheyenne said giggling as her hands continued to cover her face. She felt embarrassed but also somewhat happy that she was talking to someone who also liked the same thing she did. “Yes, I did…I saw you touching her…places. It was very…exciting….Is it really hot inside here to you?” she said as she now was fanning her face with both hands.
La Diabla let out a loud laugh as she watched poor Cheyenne get so flustered. She was starting to take a liking to this woman and now wanted to calm her down. “Yes, it was really exciting. She has such a sexy body. Too bad she is such an evil bitch. Haha Well, thank you for helping me. If those men captured me, I was probably going to be killed. I am angry that I fell and hurt my ankle. Whatever that ointment is, it is helping though. My ankle still hurts, but not as bad as before…”
Cheyenne started to come from her embarrassment feeling and looked at La Diabla. She was really starting to admire this woman. Even though her reputation preceded her, she still seemed like a very nice person. “I am glad I could help you. I didn’t want to see you die. You are…a legend. Thank you for being kind to me. Not too many people around here are nice to me…they treat me like I am not on their level. They call me nasty names too, well, mainly Priscilla…”
La Diabla had a look of pity in her eyes as she heard what Cheyenne said. She could understand what the poor girl has been going through as she experienced that herself when she was her age. She thought about how the other people would look down at her because she was a mixed race kid, and they tried to bully her every day. Her way of dealing with it was much different as she became “La Diabla”, but Cheyenne still had her innocence about her. “Hey listen to me. You are someone. Don’t worry about these other people who are idiots. You just be who you are. You have a very kind heart. Now I am glad I did get to torture Priscilla. She deserved it after what she has done to you.” She told her, hoping it would make Cheyenne have some confidence. She then slightly moved her right ankle to get more comfortable and winced as the pain was still there.
“Thank you…” Cheyenne said as she heard La Diabla’s kind words. Those words meant a lot as no one here in Mexico ever said kind things about her. She then noticed La Diabla felt pain so now she wanted to help relieve more of the pain. A tingle started to flare up in her body as she thought about a technique her tribe uses to help with pain and if she could do it to La Diabla, it would be almost a dream come true. “I can see you are still in pain. Here, let me help you with that. In my village, we use a technique that helps soothe pain throughout the entire body just from certain points on the body. It usually works. I want to do this for you. I will touch points on your body. Just relax and trust me ok?”
La Diabla looked at Cheyenne and wondered what she was going to do. She had some confidence because the wash towel and the tea did alleviate a lot of pain so if there was something that could help her even more, she was willing to try it. She was now realizing that these techniques from Cheyenne’s home were amazing so far. “Ok…do what you want to do…” she said as she leaned her head back against the pillow that was against the wall that was at the head of the bed. She then took a deep breath and relaxed her body as the effect of the tea really started to settle in within her body.
Cheyenne felt a rush of excitement as she then got on her knees and her hands were right by La Diabla’s right foot. She took a deep breath and took the tip of the sock with her thumb and index finger and started to tug at the sock. She watched as the sock was pulling off the foot, exposing the ball of the foot and then finally the toes. She saw La Diabla’s eyes open and her head lifted up. “Are you ok?”
“W-why did you take off my sock?” La Diabla asked as she winced in pain since she slightly moved her ankle when she felt the sock come off her foot.
“I am about to do my technique. The points of your body I will touch is on the bottom of your foot. Are you ok?” Cheyenne asked nervously.
“Um….ok. I am just not used to my feet being naked in front of others…” La Diabla replied as she realized it would be her barefoot being touched by Cheyenne.
“It’s ok..trust me. This will help you a lot. I am not going to hurt your foot. We do this in my village and it really soothes pain.” Cheyenne told her as her heart was beating faster. She then looked down at the bare foot and noticed its beauty. She saw the full foot with the ball of the foot and the cute toes that were long, but not too long with the natural nails. The sight of that naked foot got her really excited and she couldn’t wait to touch it. “Besides, your foot is really cute..”
La Diabla looked at the grin on Cheyenne’s face, then put her head back down. She knew this young woman was not trying to hurt her, and so far, she has been nothing but helpful. She figured having her touch her feet wouldn’t be too bad. “Ok…go ahead.”
Cheyenne got really nervous as she reached out to the exposed foot and placed her left hand on the top of the foot to brace it, then using her thumb, she started to press into the heel of La Diabla’s foot and upon touching it, her mind exploded with happiness. The skin was soft and tender and she couldn’t believe she was about to work on the famous outlaw’s foot. She had to control her excitement as she had to remember the technique that she observed, and experienced, with Aleshanee and the village medicine man, Hozho. She started to press into the heel, not with too much pressure to cause pain, but enough to press into the pressure point. She saw the foot twitch as she worked on the heel and did her best not to move the foot, otherwise there would be pain in the ankle.
La Diabla felt the thumb pressing into her heel and even though it didn’t hurt her, it tickled a little. She gritted her teeth with each press into her heel as she didn’t want to reveal she was ticklish on her feet. She thought about how excited Cheyenne was for helping her and she didn’t want her to think she was doing something wrong. Her toes curled as the thumb was now pressing into the spot right above the heel and into her arch. Her eyes started to water as she held back those ticklish tremors now coursing through her body. La Diabla also knew that she had to keep her foot still because her ankle was still very tender.
Cheyenne saw the toes curl and it made her smile. She figured her pressing into the pressure points was working. She was getting wrapped up in touching this cute foot and she hoped she could do this the rest of the night. She then did a circular motion with her thumb on that spot right above the heel and she could have sworn she heard a giggle. “Are you ok?” How does it feel?”
La Diabla grimaced as she felt that thumb circling into her heel and the tickling sensation was getting worse. She focused on her breathing to calm herself then replied. “g-g-g-gooood…” she stammered as she wanted to giggle more. Even though it tickled, she wasn’t feeling pain in her ankle, so whatever Cheyenne was doing, maybe it was a good thing.
“Ok..let me know if you this hurts you.” Cheyenne told her as she continued to work her thumb into that same spot. She then moved her knuckles on her right hand and pressed it into the high arch, “rolling” them along the skin, from her pinky knuckle, to the ring knuckle, the middle knuckle and then the index knuckle. She noticed the foot was trembling and she heard La Diabla take a deep breath. Cheyenne started to think, “Can it be? Is La Diabla…..ticklish?”. This thought delighted her as she continued her own version of the technique on the arch.
La Diabla felt those knuckles rubbing into her arch and she really wanted to laugh. She held her breath, shut her eyes and did her very best to not move. Her entire body tensed up as the knuckles continued their path on her foot and she started to wonder how long she could hold out. Then, the thumbs started to softly stroke the arch and she couldn’t help but let out a surprised giggle.
Cheyenne heard the giggle and it made her smile with such pleasure. “Is something wrong?” she asked.
“n-n-n-n-ooooooooo” La Diabla grimaced out of her mouth, still trying to hold in the laughter.
“I thought I heard you laugh. Does this tickle you?” Cheyenne asked, now having a mischievous grin on her face. “If it tickles, it is ok, it just means you have really good feelings in your feet so that is a good sign you didn’t do too much damage..” she explained as continued her soft stroking and then went back to applying pressure.
La Diabla’s eyes were still closed as she felt the pressure into her arch. It didn’t tickle as bad as the soft stroking, but it still affected her. “I-I’m ooookkkkkaaaayyyy…” she muttered.
“Are you ticklish?” Cheyenne asked. “I think it’s cute if you are. Just to let you know, this tickles people sometimes and if it does, you can just laugh. It is ok with me.” She still couldn’t believe that La Diabla, the famous outlaw, was ticklish on her feet. She knew what it was like to try and hold in laughter during this process.
“oooookkkaaayyyy… it..it..kind of tickles….hehehe” La Diabla giggled. She couldn’t hold it anymore and let some giggles out. In her mind, she knew Cheyenne was not trying to torture her so she might as well let some of her tickle anxiety out. Plus, the effects of the tea still kept her mind and body in such a relaxed mode.
“I am surprised heehehehe” Cheyenne giggled. She stopped her techniques and allowed La Diabla to catch her breath for a moment. “I am surprised that you are ticklish. I thought there was nothing that could affect you like that. I like this about you….” Cheyenne said and then she started blushing. “La Diabla, the most dangerous outlaw is ticklish on her feet. So cute…I promise, I will be more careful as I want to help you, not torture you.”
La Diabla lifted her head and saw the sweet smile on Cheyenne’s face. She couldn’t believe she was allowing her to not only touch her barefoot, but to discuss how ticklish she was. “Just don’t tell anyone ok? Can’t have people thinking I have some kind of weakness right?” she smiled back, then laid her head on the pillow again, knowing her foot was going to be worked on some more.
“Don’t worry La Diabla, your ticklish secret is safe with me. Hehehe”. Cheyenne giggled. She then reached her hands forward towards the foot and started to press her thumb into the arch once again. “Feel free to let out any laughter if it tickles you. It is just me and you..”
La Diabla felt that thumb once again applying pressure into her arch. She felt a tickling sensation flowing through her body, but it was not as bad as earlier. She then noticed her ankle wasn’t hurting as bad and Cheyenne was being so nice to her, she had to let her continue. She couldn’t believe she was allowing someone to touch her feet willingly. Then as the finger moved to towards the middle of the arch, it tickled a lot more. She let out a giggle as she felt free to do so. “hehehehe t-that tickles me….hehehe”
Cheyenne felt a feeling of pure excitement ripping through her body. There was something so exciting about La Diabla’s giggles that really got her turned on. She continued her technique and sometimes she would purposely softly stroke the skin with her nail, which got a stronger giggle from La Diabla. She then looked at the foot closely and started to press into the pressure points on the ball of the foot. With each touch, she heard a small, cute giggle and all kinds of thoughts were going through her mind. Cheyenne’s eyes stared at the center of the ball of foot and studied the skin. The skin was tender, even though a small callous formed right in the center. She then pressed her thumb onto the callous and slowly rotated it in a circle. She saw La Diabla’s toes spread open and a giggle came out again. “hehehe your giggle is so cute! Are you doing ok?”
La Diabla let her giggles come out freely as she felt that thumb circling on the ball of her foot. Her mind was in a spin as she wanted to move her foot away, but her body was so relaxed, so at peace, she kept her foot right where it was. That tea really had such an effect on her, that even though her body was feeling good, her foot was trapped and being tickled. “It tickles…it tickles….” She giggled.
Cheyenne stopped her technique to allow La Diabla to calm down. She definitely didn’t want to torture her, just continue to help her. She loved that the side effect was tickling her, and she even remembered when this same technique was done to her and her own very ticklish feet. Her friend Aleshanee really worked over her feet, making her laugh so hard she felt so helpless. She started to wonder if she was doing that to La Diabla, so she wanted to make sure she didn’t go overboard. La Diabla was a dangerous outlaw after all, so she might get really mad. “How are you feeling?” she asked with a smile.
La Diabla lifted her head and looked towards her foot. She started to catch her breath as the tickling feeling started to subside. “I’m doing good. It tickles me a lot, but I think you are right. It is helping with the pain. You are very talented….”
“Thank you…” Cheyenne replied with a deep blush. She was getting excited that she was helping this beautiful woman and she felt a real sense of comfort with her. “Sorry that it tickles so much, but I want to ease your pain. So, here comes my hands again…..” Cheyenne teased as she reached toward and once again, used her left hand to hold the top of the foot, then used her thumb to work on the ball of the foot, closer to the base of the toes. She smiled as she could feel the foot tremble and soon, really girlish giggles were coming from La Diabla.
La Diabla couldn’t help but giggle as she felt the thumb working on the ball of the foot and she realized it was getting closer to her toes. She thought about how ticklish her toes were and if Cheyenne worked on them, she might not be able to stop laughing. She let out another girlish giggle when she felt the thumb continuing to rotate on the top of the ball of her foot and now it was moving closer towards the base of her middle toe. She lifted her head and she saw the focused look on Cheyenne’s face staring at her foot. La Diabla could see a grin of absolute satisfaction on Cheyenne’s face and she started to wonder if she was enjoying tickling her foot. “hehehehehe this tickles hehehehehe tickles….”
Cheyenne’s grin grew larger as she heard the very cute giggles of La Diabla. She stared at the base of the toes and then moved her thumb to her left, which touched along the base of the ring toe and baby toe, then moved it back to her right, which went back to the ring toe, the middle toe, the index toe and when she got to the base of the big toe, she heard a squeal coming from her “patient”. She just discovered a very sensitive spot and chuckled to herself. She was really starting to love the sound of La Diabla’s giggles and she was on another world of happiness right now. Cheyenne then looked towards La Diabla’s head and saw the outlaw was looking right back at her. She could see the delightful smile on that face and she put her head back down as she felt shyness. The sight of La Diabla’s beautiful face, with a smile of pure ticklish giggles overwhelmed her. Lust started to build in her own body and she wanted to control her urges. She never had done this before and it was delightful that her patient had such ticklish feet, so she was feeling really happy. She then stopped the thumb presses and allowed La Diabla to rest.
La Diabla started to breathe happily as the thumb presses were getting more intense and making her laugh. She did feel all her endorphins coursing through her body, so her mind was in a state of bliss. That tea was the best she ever had as she felt a sense of calm in her body, the pain was minimal, and even the laughter brought up feelings of peace. She wiped her forehead and felt some sweat there. “Wow….I-I can’t believe it…whatever you are doing, it is working. I feel so relaxed right now, even though you are tickling me.” She sighed.
Cheyenne blushed as she heard La Diabla’s words. She was happy that the ticklish side effect did not anger the outlaw. Her eyes then glanced over at the still booted left foot and she wondered if it was just as ticklish. But first, she had to finish this right foot. “Ok, now I am about to work on your toes. I hope it doesn’t tickle you as much…” she said, although she was hoping it would tickle.
“ok…..” La Diabla sighed and laid her head back as she tried to prepare herself for what was sure to tickle her. She gasped as she felt her big toe begin clamped by the index finger and felt the thumb pressing into her big toe. She felt ticklish electricity ripping through her body, which made her giggle uncontrollably. This entire experience was so strange to her because even though it tickled, it wasn’t like the feeling of torture like how she experienced at the hands of Madam Olivia and her girls. She reflexively tried to curl her big toe, but Cheyenne’s fingers prevented that and the thumb press started rotating and she just giggled freely.
Cheyenne was absolutely delighted to see how ticklish the big toe was. The sound of those giggles truly mesmerized her and she then moved on to the index toe. Her thumb pressed and rotated on the pad and once again, she heard a ticklish squeal and she even chuckled herself. “You are soooo ticklish…” she giggled. She shook her head as she still couldn’t believe that La Diabla could be tickled. She just didn’t seem like the type to be susceptible to tickling. Cheyenne felt a surge of confidence in her own body. She was the victim of many tickle attacks herself, but this opportunity to work on the sexy feet of the infamous La Diabla and tickling her without repercussions was truly exciting. La Diabla being ticklish only made her seem more human and normal to Cheyenne, and that made the outlaw even more beautiful. As her thumb now worked the middle toe and ring toe, Cheyenne’s mind started to wonder what it would be like if La Diabla made love to her. The thought of that made her own nipples stiff and she shook her head to stop thinking about that. She had to focus on her technique! She went to the baby toe and another cute squeal came out and Cheyenne started to swoon. This outlaw was simply so sexy, so beautiful, her own arousal grew so much. She then finished the baby toe and released La Diabla’s foot from her hands. “Ok, I am all done. How do you feel?”
La Diabla took a moment to finish her giggles as her toes could still feel the ticklish sensations. She rubbed her hands on her belly then slowly lifted her head. She saw Cheyenne’s innocent face wondering if she did a good job and La Diabla smiled. “It..hehehehehe…was hehehehe great. Wow, whatever your technique is, it actually helped me. My pain is not bad right now. T-thank you…” she gasped.
Cheyenne’s face lit up with happiness as she heard La Diabla being pleased with her process. “I am so happy you liked it. Sorry that it tickled you so much. The combination of the tea and the technique should help you feel relief from pain. Now, let me work on your other foot….” Cheyenne said as she then reached for the left boot.
“My o-other foot?” La Diabla said as she lifted her head.
“Yes…the technique is to work on both feet. I have to bring balance to your body so both feet need to be worked on. I hope you don’t mind…” Cheyenne replied, her demeanor now being shy.
La Diabla lifted her upperbody up by leaning back on her elbows and she saw the shyness on Cheyenne’s face. It looked so adorable and she knew this young woman was really trying to help her. She started to wonder how bad it would tickle on her left foot, but she has made it this far, so she might as well allow this woman to finish. “Um…ok.. you can work on my other foot.”
Cheyenne’s eyes lit up as she heard La Diabla’s positive response. “I promise, I will do a really good job and I will do my best to not tickle you so much.” She said as her hands reached out towards the left boot, and she put her left hand on top of the boot, and with her right hand on the heel, she started to tug down on the boot and it slowly slipped off. She held the boot in her hand as it came off and her eyes looked at the socked sole. She put the boot down and then she put her hands on each side of the top of the sock and quickly peeled the sock off, exposing the left foot. She stuffed the sock inside the newly removed boot and looked at both feet. Cheyenne now had both soles exposed and it made her swoon. Her mind thought about the fact that La Diabla was laying on her bed and her barefeet were exposed for hers to touch. She just couldn’t believe this moment was actually happening. She then reached her hands forward and using her right hand, she held the top of the left foot still, and then used her left thumb to start her pressing technique into the very tender heel.
La Diabla felt the thumb pressing into her heel and she felt the ticklish tremors flowing through her body again. She kept wondering why her feet felt so ticklish lately. That tea also made her body feel more receptive to touch. A giggle escaped her lips as she felt that thumb rotating on her heel. She felt herself blushing because she was giggling way too much and this tiny, innocent woman was making her feel so helplessly ticklish. “hehehehe it tickles!” she squealed as the thumb continued its touch.
“hehe sorry…” Cheyenne giggled as she continued her technique. The sound of La Diabla’s giggles was really starting to drive her crazy. She also was aware that since the left ankle was not injured, she could work over this foot more. She then decided to be a little mischievous and lightly stroke the outside edge of the heel with the pad of her thumb causing a high pitched giggle coming from her patient. “sorry…” she smiled. Her thumb then moved to the spot right above the heel, and she felt La Diabla’s body shudder. “Are you doing okay?”
La Diabla tried to hold in her giggles again, but it was a losing effort as she felt that thumb pressing and rotating close to her delicate arch. “y-y-yes hehehehehe I am ok… f-f-f-eeelllssss good.. hehehehe” she tried to say. She wanted to move her foot away in her mind, but her body was so at peace overall from the tea, it felt like her own foot was tied down somehow. La Diabla started to think about anything else, something to take her mind of her foot feeling so many ticklish sensations but it was no use. Her eyes started to water a little and she wiped her eyes with her forearm. She really hoped Cheyenne would finish soon or she was going to be a ticklish wreck. She thought about the fact that she was giggling with her heel being touched, what was going to happen when the more sensitive parts of her foot were touched?
Cheyenne continued to focus in on the foot and was really enjoying how it felt, she could even smell the scent a little as well. She thought that for someone with the reputation of La Diabla, she took pretty good care of her feet. Her excitement grew with each press of her thumb into the heel and now she moved it gently into the arch, letting her thumb drag softly across the skin and into the soft parts of the arch. She heard La Diabla snicker and attempting to hold in the laughter and it amused her greatly. Cheyenne did admire the sheer will power of La Diabla completely not bursting out in hysterical laughter because when her own feet went through this, she lost all self control. Her eyes then looked at where her thumb was working its magic and saw how it would make an impression into the skin and she could see the color change from a bright tone when she pressed firmly and then a softer pinkish type tone when her thumb released the pressure. Her thumb did make it to the outside edge of the arch, into the instep and once again, she heard a muffled snickering. “hahaha are you ok?” she asked while giggling.
“Y-yep! I’m hahahahaha good…” La Diabla replied, still trying to fight the insane laughter building up in her. That “thumb of doom” was really breaking down her will power, but she continued to fight. Feeling that finger pressing into her instep was really making the ticklish sensations increase a few fold, but she still grit her teeth and tried to focus on something. Then her eyes popped open as she felt two thumbs pressing and rotating on the ball of her foot. This tickled her a lot! She saw a smile on Cheyenne’s face and started to realize that sweet young lady was enjoying herself a little too much. “hehehe enjoying hehehehe making me hahahahahaha laugh??” she giggled.
Cheyenne did a laugh to herself as she heard La Diabla’s question. “Yeah, this is kind of fun. Hearing you laugh is so… adorable.” She replied, then her eyes went back to the foot. Her thumbs were now kneading the flesh and she took off some of the pressure and went into a normal foot massage, trying to calm La Diabla down from a potential hysterical ticklish fit. She knew that working on the outlaw’s toes would probably send her to the roof so she needed to get her to prepare for it. “I’m going to work on your toes next, so you better get ready. Hehehe”
La Diabla then slammed her head back down onto the pillow and took a deep breath. Right now, the normal massage felt very nice but she knew that very soon, her sensitive toes were going to be touched and she may not be able to hold the laughter in. She started to scrunch her toes, then flexing them, then scrunching, then flexing them as though the toes were doing exercises to prepare themselves. “I got to hold this in. I CAN NOT LAUGH!!!” La Diabla thought to herself. She also started to think that after all the battles she went through, all the torture she inflicted on others, here she was, being rendered into a helpless ticklish schoolgirl from this sweet innocent woman. She then chuckled to herself as she thought about how that would sound. Infamous outlaw taken down by small Indian girl by having her feet touched. “Yeah, that will be embarrassing..” she thought to herself. La Diabla then started to think how she was enjoying this woman’s company though. After nearly having her own life in danger, this woman helped saved her and was doing everything she could to make her feel better, so why not let her have some fun with her feet? Then suddenly, she clamped her hands over her mouth to prevent a loud squeal from coming out as she felt her big toe being touched by a thumb.
Cheyenne held in her own laughter as she saw La Diabla putting her hands over her mouth to prevent from laughing and it just greatly amused her. Her left thumb was pressing right on the spot where the big toe was connected to the ball of the foot, a very sensitive spot. She pressed and rotated her thumb all over that spot and then slid it to the big toe pad. She could feel the nail on her index finger as her thumb did its work. She could hear muffled laughter coming from La Diabla and she smiled once again. She then went over to the index toe and once again, she heard heavy breathing and a muffled giggle coming out and she couldn’t help herself. “hehehe you are so cute….hang in there, I am almost finished.” Cheyenne teased.
La Diabla felt those ticklish shockwaves reverberating through her body as she felt that thumb pressing and kneading each of her toes and she had small convulsions of her upperbody, trying everything she could to not laugh like a crazed hyena. She felt the thumb leave her index toe, then went to her middle toe. More muffled giggles. Then after a little bit of time, the thumb went from her middle toe, to the ring toe and La Diabla pressed her hands harder onto her mouth. Then when she felt the thumb go from her ring toe to her baby toe and pressed it, she sprang up on the bed, her upper body now at a 90 degree angle to her legs and she had a look of sheer ticklish agony as her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth still covered by her hands and her hair started to shake wildly as her head was starting to whip around as the sensation was very strong.
Cheyenne stopped pressing into the baby toe as she saw La Diabla springing up and looked like she was having a conniption. She laughed as La Diabla’s scrunched up face was so twisted in ticklish agony, she couldn’t help but be greatly amused. “hahahaha you are SO funny! Ok, I am done!”
La Diabla heard the words and flopped back down onto the bed, letting some giggles come out as her ticklish agony finally ended. Her breathing was heavy as she tried to recover. “T-thank y-you…” she panted as she ran her fingers through her hair as she laid there.
Cheyenne got up from the floor by the foot of the bed and walked towards the area of the bed where La Diabla’s head was. She knelt down on the floor and reached her hand forward to take La Diabla’s left hand and caressed it. “You did great! I hope you liked it. Sorry for it being so tickly to you.” She said sweetly.
La Diabla felt her hand being held and she turned her head to the left, and saw Cheyenne’s sweet smiling face. She laughed as she realized this Cheyenne was trying to comfort her. “You did….good. I feel so embarrassed right now.” She chuckled as she pulled her hand away from Cheyenne’s grip and then covered her face with her hands, so she could hide her own blushing.
“Hehehe why? Why do you feel embarrassed?” Cheyenne asked, her innocent smile shining.
La Diabla removed her hands and then looked over at Cheyenne. “Because….I am so infamous remember? The great La Diabla! Most feared outlaw around and here I am, laughing like a little school girl because her feet were touched. My reputation is ruined for you. Haha” La Diabla joked.
“You shouldn’t be embarrassed. Dangerous outlaws can have ticklish feet too! Hehehe. But how do you feel overall?” Cheyenne asked.
“You know…I feel good actually. I mean, I really do feel a lot more relaxed. The pain, I can’t really feel it. You are a miracle worker…” La Diabla told her as she started to yawn.
“Thank you. I am just wanted to help you. The tea does make your body more sensitive to touch, that’s probably why you felt more ticklish than you thought you would be. But thank you for letting me work on your feet. It was an honor. Really.” Cheyenne told her, meaning every word she said. She still couldn’t believe she managed to do that tribal technique on someone like La Diabla.
La Diabla had a small grin on her face as she could see the gratitude on Cheyenne’s face. “You’re welcome. You are such a nice person. I appreciate you helping me like this. I will have to learn that recipe for that tea. It feels like my body is floating on clouds now.”
Cheyenne blushed a little at the compliment. She then looked at La Diabla’s face, and saw that happy glaze a person gets when their body and mind are in a very relaxed state. “You rest up a little. I will make us some dinner. I have some leftover tacos from the bar. Be right back!” she smiled as she then stood up and went over to her kitchen area.
La Diabla watched her walk away and then turn her head and stared at the ceiling. She was still so surprised and very amazed that having her feet touched and drinking that special tea could have this kind of a relaxing effect on her. Just hours earlier, she was torturing Priscilla Montenegro, then she barely escaped when her husband arrived, injured her ankle and now she was at peace. Her stomach did growl a bit as it was late evening now and she had a very eventful day. La Diabla decided she would think about the ramifications of today later, she just wanted to enjoy this tranquil state. She then heard Cheyenne walk back over and saw her carrying a plate of food. She was truly hungry and those tacos smelled great.
“Here you go.. enjoy!” Cheyenne said as she handed the plate to La Diabla and had her own plate. She sat down on the edge of the bed and ate her food as she and La Diabla made some small talk. While they were eating, Cheyenne told her “guest” that she should spend the night because Julio’s men were probably still looking for her. She felt a feeling of happiness when she heard La Diabla agree to the arrangement.
After eating the meal, and washing it down with water, La Diabla let out a loud sigh and then leaned back on the bed. Her peaceful state of mind was now getting sleepy and she felt so comfortable. She still managed to keep her right ankle still at the end of the bed, that cloth with an ointment still doing its magic. “mmmmm…I am getting sleepy. I feel so tired…” she yawned.
“Ok, yeah it is getting late. Time flies when you are having fun right? Hehe” Cheyenne said. She then stood up and walked to the foot of the bed. She took off the towel from the ankle and examined the skin. “Swelling is going down. I will put on a new towel in the morning. Soon you will be as good as new!” she chuckled. She saw La Diabla give her a smile and then the outlaw laid her head down on the pillow. Cheyenne then looked at the barefeet again and wanted one last time for fun. She sat down on the end of the bed, gently lifted La Diabla’s ankles and then placed them in her lap, as she leaned her back against the wall, her own feet sticking off the side of the bed. She moved her head a little to the right and could see La Diabla’s cute bare soles. She then started to softly run her fingers up and down the soles, going for a very light touch.
La Diabla opened her eyes and looked down towards her feet. She saw her feet were in Cheyenne’s lap and felt the touches on her feet which caused her to giggle and quiver a little. “You really like tickling my feet don’t you?” she asked as she laid her head back down onto the pillow. “You naughty girl….”
“hehe sorry. I can’t help it. I just like listening to your giggles…” Cheyenne admitted. Her fingers lightly stroked across the base of the toes and she was amused at how they wiggled from her touch.
“Ok hehehe that’s enough tickling for the day. Let’s get some rest. As a matter of fact, you lay next to me. So I can keep your hands away from my feet…” La Diabla joked.
Cheyenne smiled as she heard that and figured she better get some rest as well. She carefully lifted the feet off her lap, got off the bed and carefully placed the ankles back down on the bed. She then walked over to her lantern and shut it off and blew out the candle. It was dark inside and she took of her own moccasins and then laid on the bed next to La Diabla. Her back was towards La Diabla’s body and she closed her eyes. There was something very comforting lying next to this woman. She felt……safe. Cheyenne closed her eyes and had a very satisfied smile on her face.
THE NEXT MORNING
La Diabla woke up and yawned as she could see the sun peeking through the sides of the curtain. She started to get her bearings as she soon realized there was a towel on her ankle and she felt a soothing ointment on her skin. She then looked towards her left and noticed Cheyenne was not laying there. She lifted her upperbody and looked around the room. There was no sign of Cheyenne. The effects of the tea had worn off so now her mind started to race again. She didn’t know what happened to her host or where to look for her. She carefully moved her legs towards the edge of the bed and then sat up. La Diabla looked at a stopwatch she had, and it said it was 10am. She chuckled to herself as she realized she slept for a lot of hours as she was so exhausted. She stretched her body and then reached for her boots. After pulling her socks out of her boots, she put the left one on, along with the boot, but left the towel on her right ankle. She wanted to maximize the ointment treatment as the pain did subside a little. La Diabla started to recall the events of last night with Cheyenne and she shook her head. “I can’t believe I let her touch my feet like that. That tea is something else….” Then her eyes popped open as she heard the door clicking. Her hand instinctively went for her gun, but the weapon was across the room, sitting on the table. The door opened and she held her breath. Then she relaxed as Cheyenne came through the door.
Cheyenne made it through the door, holding a bag, and quickly closed it. She was breathing a little heavy and then walked over to the bed and sat down next to La Diabla. Her palms were sweating and she started to fan herself as she finished running back to her home. “Oh, good morning!” she smiled as she realized La Diabla was sitting right next to her.
“Good morning to you. What happened with you? You look like you were running.” La Diabla asked her as she noticed the sweat on Cheyenne’s face.
“Yeah, I ran back. I was trying to get us some food. I am supposed to work today, but I guess I am not.” Cheyenne replied. There was some nervousness in her voice as she learned some news while she was out.
“Um, are you ok? You sure seem flushed. What happened?” La Diabla asked trying to figure out why Cheyenne seemed like she saw a ghost.
“Well, as I was getting food, there was this commotion on the streets. It appears the Montenegros have formed a gang and they are VERY upset about last night. In fact, well…. I don’t know how to tell you.” Cheyenne said as she lowered her head.
La Diabla looked at Cheyenne with some concern, but now she was anxious to find out the news. “Tell me. Just let it out.”
“Well, the ladies who sold me the fruit told me that the Montenegros were looking for some man named, El Coyote or something like that but couldn’t find him. They are also looking for…you” Cheyenne explained. Her nervousness was still very noticeable as she had some news to tell that would be difficult to say and didn’t know how La Diabla would react.
La Diabla’s ears perked up and her eyes grew big as she heard her compatriot El Coyote’s name. There was some relief that he could still be alive, but the way this story was going, she had a feeling there was some bad news coming. “Yeah, I figured they would be looking for me. I know I have to hide until I can find my way out of here.”
Cheyenne then took a deep breath. “That’s not all. According to one of the ladies, who is sleeping with one of Mr. Montenegros men, they..um….located El Guapo’s villa!” she told her.
La Diabla’s eyes went into complete shock! El Guapo’s villa was located by the Montenegros? This would not be good. “They did what??!! Tell me, what else happened?? What more do you know Cheyenne?? TELL ME!” she said with a snarl. A huge rush of adrenaline was now flowing through her body.
Cheyenne then stood up from the bed and slowly walked to the opposite side of the room. She faced La Diabla, took a few deep breaths and delivered her news. “Well……Mr. Montenegro and his men invaded the villa really late last night and destroyed the villa. I was told that many of El Guapo’s men died and they even burned many buildings. From what I heard, El Guapo somehow escaped, but no one knows where he went. They did injure him they said. He was bleeding a lot. Then…the word around town is… they want to find you and hang you in front of everyone.”
La Diabla’s body went into full shock. Her home, El Guapo’s villa had been invaded, ransacked and burned. The news of some of her own men perished overwhelmed her. She put her hands over her mouth and was in complete disbelief. She thought about El Guapo and where he might have gone. Then her brain focused in on the threat on her very own life. La Diabla didn’t know how to react. “I-I-I don’t know what to say….” She shook her head in disbelief.
Cheyenne could see the sheer shock on La Diabla’s face. She felt a sadness in her own heart because her new friend had a look of sadness on her face. She slowly walked over to La Diabla and sat down on the bed next to her on the right hand side. “I’m sorry to tell you that news. It is the news all around the city….”
La Diabla started to think about what transpired. She thought about her friends in the gang who could be dead now. El Guapo’s gang had a tight bond, they all supported one another and it was like a family. They were notorious criminals and committed heinous crimes, but as a group, they had a closeness to each other. She blinked her eyes a few times, trying to prevent them from watering up. She looked over at Cheyenne’s sympathetic face. “Is there any news about the other people in the villa? There were women and even some small children there..” La Diabla asked.
“I didn’t hear anything about that yet. But from the sounds of it, they might have been spared, but I am not sure. You must have had many friends in the gang?” Cheyenne asked.
“Yeah…I do….” La Diabla trailed off. Then she thought about the threat against her. She thought about how if she was captured last night, she would be hanging in front of the public. She thought about how fortunate she was that Cheyenne helped her get away from the Montenegro home. “Thank you…I just want to say thank you for helping me last night.” She whispered to the young woman.
Cheyenne saw the gracious look on La Diabla’s face and she nodded her head. “You’re welcome. I am glad I could help you. I am so sorry about your friends. I can see your sadness.” She whispered back. She then cautiously put her left arm around La Diabla’s shoulders and with her right hand, she reached over and gently touched La Diabla’s right hand.
La Diabla felt the arm around her and it felt comforting. She started to get control of her emotions as she was still inside the city of the Montenegro’s home. She knew her life was still in danger. “Thank you my sweet friend. Thank you for everything you have done for me. But I have to go now. I can’t stay in this town.”
Cheyenne grew a little sad as La Diabla was going to leave her and this time with her was the best moments of her life here in this city. “I-I understand…but I recommend waiting a bit. There are men looking for you as we speak. I saw them walking around asking others if they have seen you.”
La Diabla shook her head. She knew she had to leave soon. “No, I really have to go. The longer I stay here, the more likely they will find me…” she said with some urgency in her voice. She then started to put on her right sock and winced a little as her ankle was still tender. Most of the pain had subsided, but the ankle was still slightly swollen.
“Here..let me help you with that…” Cheyenne said as she removed her arm from La Diabla’s shoulder, then got off the bed and knelt down in front of La Diabla. She then carefully placed La Diabla’s foot in her lap and used both of her hands to slowly pull the sock up over the arch, then the heel, over the ankle and tugged the sock up the leg. She then reached over and grabbed the empty boot and slowly put it over the foot and managed to put it all the way on. Cheyenne wanted one last opportunity to touch La Diabla’s feet. She really enjoyed playing with the outlaw’s feet and now that was over. “Where will you go?”
La Diabla paused before answering the question. She didn’t think about that part because her natural response would be to go back to the villa. But it was destroyed so she really did not have a place to go to. Her mind quickly thought about her mother’s home, but she decided she couldn’t go there because if she was found there, her mother may be in danger and she would never let that happen. La Diabla started thinking about places in the United States but she couldn’t focus. “I-I don’t know. I will think of something. Oh, what will happen to you? Are you going to be ok?”
Cheyenne looked up from La Diabla’s boots and saw the outlaw’s eyes on hers. “I guess I will go back to work. I am sure there will be celebrations because of the attack last night. I-I…..” she stammered.
“What’s wrong? Are you ok?” La Diabla asked. She could sense this young woman was feeling a sense of dread.
“Well….to be honest with you, I hate it here!” Cheyenne exclaimed as tears filled her eyes. “I am always picked on. I am always made fun of. Mrs. Montenegro always makes me do menial things. I-I don’t have any real friends here. There are some nice people in this city, but I am usually all alone. I really miss my tribe, my home, my family….” She said with such sadness in her voice as a tear fell from her eye as she vented her frustration. “I’m sorry… I don’t mean to cry…”
La Diabla looked at Cheyenne’s sad face and felt bad for her. She knew this woman had such a good heart and she was stuck inside a different place, away from her family. Her own mind started to be confused as she was in a gang that had women enslaved, she in fact had her own sex slave, but for some reason, Cheyenne’s story really started to get to her. Then an idea came to her mind. She thought of something that could benefit them both. “Hey, I got an idea on where I could go….”
Cheyenne wiped the tear from her eye, and looked up at La Diabla. “Where?”
“How about this? I need a place to go hide and you absolutely hate it here. How about you come with me and let’s go find your family.” La Diabla asked. She then couldn’t help but smile when she saw the reaction on Cheyenne’s face.
Cheyenne’s eyes lit up in shock! Did she really hear that offer? “A-are you serious? You want me to go with you? You want to bring me back to my family?????!!!”
“Yes, come with me. You have been very kind to me and you essentially saved my life. So, let me repay your kindness by getting you back home.” La Diabla responded.
Cheyenne grew very excited and a bright smile formed on her face. She then couldn’t help herself and leapt forward and hugged La Diabla! “Thank you thank you thank you!!” she shouted as she hugged the outlaw tighter. Her eyes got wet and she let the tears come out. She was going home!
La Diabla was surprised by the aggressive hug, and her body immediately went defensive by habit, but feeling that hug and hearing the excitement in Cheyenne’s voice made her smile. The hug felt very warm and she actually felt good inside. “You’re welcome Cheyenne….” She whispered in Cheyenne’s ear.
Cheyenne then immediately let go of her hug as she realized she just hugged La Diabla without any kind of warning. She sheepishly looked at La Diabla’s face and wiped the tears away from her eyes. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do that..”
La Diabla chuckled and shook her head. “It’s ok. I understand how you feel. The hug was nice…” she smiled. She saw the happiness in Cheyenne’s face and she felt a happiness in her own body. This young innocent woman was really getting to her and she thought how she could help her out. “Ok, let’s get ready to go. Pack some food and some supplies because this may be a long journey. We have to be very careful and, you need to follow my instructions if we are going to make it out of here. Ok?”
“okay!!! Let me get some things!” Cheyenne said with excitement in her voice. She stood up and before she went over to her kitchen, she faced La Diabla again. “Thank you…you just made me the happiest person in the world.” She said with tenderness, then turned around and went to the kitchen area.
La Diabla was very amused at watching how excited Cheyenne was. She had a grin on her face as she saw Cheyenne do a “happy dance” as she gathered some things. She stood up and stretched her body, then she winced a bit as she put some weight on her right ankle. She was delighted that the pain was mainly gone. That tea, that ointment and even that process of having her feet touched seem to do wonders. She started to get herself together and made it over to Cheyenne. She helped her pack some things like food, water, and other cosmetic items that they would need on their journey. After about 10 minutes, La Diabla was ready to go. She looked at Cheyenne who was finishing packing things. “You ready?”
Cheyenne stopped what she was doing and looked at La Diabla. “Yeah, I am….” she said. She then looked around her room and took a deep breath. For about a year, this was her home. It didn’t have much, just the basic necessities, but it was still her home. Her get away from the stresses of her daily life in this far away town. She realized this was the last time she would ever see this room. Cheyenne spent many nights, thinking about life, shedding many tears, and dreaming of the day when she could go home. She looked back at La Diabla with a smile and then she picked up her blanket and her things. She was ready to go!
La Diabla opened the front door and carefully looked outside. She knew if she was seen, it was possible that she would be captured. She allowed Cheyenne to exit first, as she would have a better idea on where to go to leave the city without many people seeing them. The two women then walked out and started to walk down an alley way. They managed to go behind buildings and down side streets as walking on the main street would not be the best idea. Eventually they made their way to an abandoned building where La Diabla made her way into this city when she snuck in with El Coyote. The two women then went through a small natural tunnel where a small stream of water was flowing and when they made it to the opposite end, they walked up a small hill and now they were in the open plains.
“This is how you got into the city? Wow, so sneaky…” Cheyenne said with a bit of excitement in her voice.
La Diabla shook her head and chuckled a little as Cheyenne’s innocence was funny to her. “Yeah, this is how I got in. And over there should be……there he is! My beautiful horse!” she said as she spotted her black horse grazing on nearby grass. She was happy her horse did not run away since it has been standing there since yesterday afternoon. La Diabla walked over to her horse, and gently patted its neck and side of the head.
“This is your horse?! Such a beautiful horse! What is its name?” Cheyenne asked with excitement. She really loved horses and she started to pet this horse’s nose.
“His name is Tesoro, which means treasure. He is one of my treasures.” La Diabla said with pride. She saw how excited Cheyenne was petting her horse and it made her smile. She looked around and noticed that El Coyote’s horse was nowhere around. Normally the horses would stay together, unless someone took it away. She started to feel hope that El Coyote was still alive because if his horse was stolen, so would hers. La Diabla then thought that El Coyote would take his horse and leave hers behind so that she would be able to leave as well. She then started to pack their belongings to her horse as they had a long journey ahead. She finished attaching the packages and right when she was about to mount Tesoro, she looked back at Cheyenne who looked like she was getting emotional. “Cheyenne, are you ok?” she asked.
“Yeah, I am ok. I’m sorry, I am just a little emotional because I waited for this day for such a long time. I am finally going home…” she said as her eyes started to water. “For so long, I thought about going home and now it is going to happen. Thank you, thank you sooo much!” she said as she then went forward and hugged La Diabla again. Cheyenne started to hug her tighter as her emotions were starting to pour out. “You have no idea how much I miss my family. I thought about them every day, wondering if I would ever see them again. I really miss my mother. I really really miss her so much… My family means so much to me, but especially her. I want to see my mother again....” she said as she started to let her tears fall.
La Diabla felt how intense this hug was and when she heard Cheyenne talk about how much she missed her mother, she started to think about her own mother, Isabel Veracruz. She started to think about the last time she saw her mother and how emotional she got and how much she missed her as well. La Diabla completely understood the emotions Cheyenne was feeling right now and she hugged the young woman back tighter. “Yeah, I understand. You are welcome Cheyenne…” she said as she felt her own eyes water. La Diabla took a deep breath because they still had to leave this area before they were caught. “Ok, as much as I love your hugs, it is time to go…” she chuckled.
Cheyenne let go of her hug and giggled as she wiped her eyes. “I’m sorry! I am really sorry for being so emotional right now. I’m just too happy right now. You really are my hero! All those people said so many nasty things about you, but to me, you are my hero. I will always be grateful to you. I knew helping you would be a good decision. Thank you La Diabla…”
La Diabla had a satisfied smile on her face and then she mounted her horse. She helped Cheyenne mount the horse behind her. She felt Cheyenne’s arms wrap around her waist and right before she was about to take off, she felt Cheyenne leaned forward and kiss her cheek. La Diabla didn’t know what to think. This young, sweet woman made her feel good inside. She was definitely not used to this feeling but it did feel good. She then had Tesoro start to gallop away so they could begin their journey. The two women rode off, on their way to escape this dreaded city. They both hoped to find Cheyenne’s home so she could be home and La Diabla could have a place to hide.
Ok, how did you like this part? You can see how these two are bonding together. In the next part, which is the final one, it will set up both of their roles in the culmination series. Thank you for any comments and feedback!
