Ok fans, I hope you have been enjoying Thalia's sheer dominance over this series. It is kind of crazy that we are now starting to get to the end. Only 6 chapters left in this epic series. We are now entering the conclusion phase and there is a good chunk of story element remaining. Of course we will have tickling scenes, but to close out this series story wise, there are good chunks of story coming up in this chapter and next. I hope it has been a fun ride for you and enjoy how this story concludes. This next chapter is the beginning of the conclusion phase and it should be very entertaining! So, let's get to it. Please enjoy and your comments are most welcomed.
PART 16
Sabrina quivered a bit as she heard Thalia’s words. She had no idea what the woman had in mind and hoped she could figure it out in time. That quick breast tickling got her own body excited and now she saw Thalia moving her body around. She had gotten off of her and now she turned her body. She then felt Thalia back on top of her. She noticed Thalia’s head was now facing towards her feet and she could see the breasts hanging down. She then realized that Thalia’s groin was near her face and her knees were on either side of her head. She looked up and saw those auburn pubic hairs. Then she saw the sweet pussy of the Greek warrior. The lips were bright pink and looked very nice. She then felt her legs get spread open and she now understood what was to take place. Thalia was now in the “69” position. That realization sent shudders through her body as she had to taste Thalia’s pussy while hers was going to be devoured as well. This was an interesting moment for her because Thalia’s most private area did look really nice. She wondered if she could make this very powerful and strong woman cum her brains out. She then started to giggle a little as she felt fingers tickling her inner thighs. It was a very light tickle, but it drove her crazy. “Hehehehehe tickles! Tickles!” she squealed.
Thalia loved hearing those giggles as she tickled the inner thighs a bit. She wanted to make sure Sabrina was ripe and ready for her to have her way with that spot between the legs. Her eyes stared at the pussy. She saw those pussy lips and the pink insides. She took a sniff of the pubic area and could smell the arousal. That was what she wanted to know. After all the tickling and sexual play, was Sabrina aroused for her to feast? She then put her face closer to the mound and she then gave the pussy a kiss. She felt Sabrina’s body beneath her shake, and she smiled. She planted another kiss and then another. She then stuck out her tongue and gave the lips a gentle lick. That allowed her to taste the woman and she felt such intensity in her own body. “mmmmm…You taste good.” she moaned.
Sabrina felt her body fill with sexual pleasure as she felt those kisses on her most private spot. It felt absolutely amazing, and she couldn’t help but enjoy it. She didn’t think about her situation at the moment. She thought about sexual pleasure. Those kisses on her pussy set her sexual instinct off and she now wanted to have some release. She closed her eyes for a moment and felt those lips on her pussy and she started to swoon. It felt absolutely amazing, and she savored the moment. Her eyes then opened, and she saw those pink pussy lips of the Greek woman. She then lifted her head for a moment and got into position to taste Thalia. This was such a big moment. After watching Thalia sexually dominate so many women, she was now going to make her cum. It was getting surreal thinking about that kind of moment. Orgasms flowed this entire time she was in the fort and the leader was about to have hers. She could smell the arousal and now her own lust was getting to be an inferno. She then gave the pussy before her a small kiss. She could feel the body on top of her shiver and it gave her some delight knowing it must have felt good.
Thalia felt kisses on her pussy lips, and she loved it. She was very pleased that Sabrina finally got the hint and now she was going to enjoy some sexual bliss as well. She then stuck out her tongue and started to lap away at Sabrina’s mound. She could taste her lust and that only fueled her desires even more. She could feel those folds on her tongue, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the taste. She then felt something licking between her legs and that inspired her to keep licking Sabrina. “Mmmmmm so good….” she cooed.
Sabrina felt the more aggressive licking on her pussy, and it drove her absolutely wild. The pleasure was incredible, and she was in full lust. She did want some release after all the tickle torture and sexual conquering throughout this journey. She had her way with Mia Ramirez of Plotsville and she also had her way with her former lover, La Diabla. Everything was so sexually charged, and this would be the culmination of it all. She started to lick harder and now she could taste Thalia’s cream. It tasted really nice, and she continued to lap away at that juice. She wondered if she could get Thalia to cum before she was made to cum. It would be her final chance to have something on Thalia, or she would have been completely dominated. She located the clit and started to suckle on it. She knew she had to try and end this quickly because the licking on her own pussy was already getting her ready to explode.
Thalia could feel how aggressive Sabrina was getting in her licking on her mound and knew the woman was probably trying to make her cum first. It amused her that even after all the domination she did to her, the outlaw was still trying her best to compete. She smiled as she knew she could hold out for quite some time and now it was time to show her own pussy eating skills. She moved her head slightly forward, so that her mouth could fit onto the helpless pussy. She started to suck on the pussy lips and used her tongue to slide in between the pussy lips, tasting all of that sweet love honey. She started to grunt a little, trying to get more and more aggressive in the oral sex. She started to feel Sabrina’s licking slowing down which meant she was starting to succumb to her oral sex skills. It was now time to force another submission out of he and she located the clit. She sucked on the love button and also pressed her tongue on it, trying to drive absolute pleasure out of her. “Mmmmm…..mmmmmm…mmmmmm cum for me you slut…..cum for me….” she moaned.
Sabrina felt those very powerful licks on her clit as well as the sucking feeling. It felt absolutely incredible, and she felt herself succumbing to the pleasure. She slowed her own licking and knew she was losing this last contest. Her toes started to curl as the pleasure started to overtake her. She just could not stop that buildup of incredible pleasure now taking over her body. Her eyes closed and now her mouth came off the pussy as she felt that talented tongue now destroying her clit. She also felt somewhat ashamed as she heard Thalia calling her a slut as she devoured her pussy. That made her feel so weak and now she felt her body completely surrendering to this moment. Thalia had once again defeated her, and she was going to have an orgasm whether she wanted to or not. “Oooohhhh…..oooohhhh…feels SO good….” she moaned in pleasure.
Thalia continued to nosh her mouth on Sabrina’s soaking wet pussy, and she felt her starting to surrender to her tongue. She felt her own momentum flowing as she was going to make this woman cum her brains out. She wanted this last conquest. She wanted to demonstrate that she, and she alone was the alpha woman in this fort. She thought about how Sabrina would try to compete with her when they were tickling victims. She remembered how the outlaw would even try to show off when she was tickling Mia. This was a moment to make sure this woman knows who really the best was. She started to hear those moans and it fueled her even more. Her face and mouth moved faster as she could hear the tidal wave of an orgasm building up in Sabrina. Her mind started to think about this mission. Thalia felt really proud that her mission succeeded beyond her wildest imagination. She forced Bella Toscano to sell her farm. She witnessed one of the women who tortured Rose, Gabby, suffer a humiliating defeat. She witnessed the destruction of a mature woman named Gertrude from Plotsville. She enjoyed watching another citizen from Plotsville named Mia get tormented and broken. Then there was Bessie. Sweet, beautiful Bessie was now a total broken mess mentally and emotionally. That was such a crowning achievement as she really liked Bessie’s body. Then she finally got her hands on Deputy Darby Reeves. The object of her mission. The woman she thought about every day since she found out that her friends Helga and Svetlana were arrested and in prison. She defeated Darby in a physical fight and then had her way with her. She tickled the woman beyond recognition and thoughts of that ticklish body, especially those feet filled her mind and made her more aggressive as she licked, sucked and tasted Sabrina’s helpless pussy. Then there was La Diabla that was destroyed. She didn’t personally get to torment her, or even watch for that matter, but she was a crying mess by the same woman that she was dominating now. The sweetest part was when she applied that Cream onto the outlaw deep inside her pussy and around her hole in the ass. It was on those locations for quite some time and even though she finally applied the aloe solution to soothe those spots, La Diabla was going to suffer from the aftereffects for quite some time. Now, she was having her way with Sabrina’s pussy, and she wanted that last victory. Her own arousal was at the highest peak, and she wanted her release. But first, she had to make Sabrina lose all control and her will and she had one more orgasm to tear out.
Sabrina felt her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she felt the sheer aggression in Thalia’s performance of oral sex on her. That woman’s tongue was so strong and effective, it was tasting parts of her special place that drove the wildest sexual feelings in her body. She kept groaning in sheer erotic pleasure as the wave of an orgasm, the largest she ever experienced in life was building up. She let herself go and wanted to experience the joy of erotic lust. Her limbs fell and she started to grind her hips a bit, trying to fuck that tongue that was destroying her pussy. Her moans got stronger and her desire even more powerful. Her mouth was wide open, but no sound came out as she felt such tremendous pleasure. Then the licking stopped, and she felt her legs getting grabbed and pulled into the air. She felt herself being folded over where her toes were now touching the bed by her head and her ass was straight up in the air. Thalia was now sitting on her face, her dripping pussy right on her mouth and then she felt another aggressive attempt on her pussy. Now that her mound was upright, she could feel the full effect of Thalia’s tongue and that sent a tremendous amount of pleasurable feelings throughout her entire body. She was being dominated and there was nothing she could do. She could even hear the slurping and sucking and that drove her crazy. She closed her eyes and surrendered.
Thalia loved having Sabrina now folded over and she had clear access the pussy before her. She got really aggressive in her licking and the sound of Sabrina’s juices sloshing around really got her excited. She thought about how she would do this to Darby and every other sex slave to let them know she was in control, and nothing could stop her. She then focused on that clit and really went after it. It was time to tear an orgasm out of her, so that she could finally get her own release. She knew she could easily take that orgasm by inserting her hand, but she wanted to have the taste of victory. “Cum! Cum for your conqueror!” she declared as she then focused on sucking and licking that helpless clit.
Sabrina was on the verge of losing it. She heard those words and she felt completely defeated. She was being sexually conquered just like all the other victims. Her body did not care as the sheer amount of pleasure she was feeling was going to be something to remember for a long time. Then it hit! That last aggressive lick finally pushed her over that edge and her body seized up and a massive orgasm rocked her entire soul. She shook in pleasure, and she let out a primal orgasmic scream as the feelings really tore through every single nerve ending in her body. “OH FUCK!!!! YEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!! YESSSSSSSSSS!!! OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!!” she screamed.
Thalia watched and felt Sabrina having her orgasm. She knew she really pushed the outlaw over the edge as she saw the pussy squirt a little love honey. It wasn’t a lot, but the fact she made her squirt made her feel like she was the Empress of the world. Another woman fell victim to her and her sexual conquering ways. She then used her tongue to lap up those juices and it sent shivers in her victim. She wanted to lick every last drop and then she was going to have her own release. “You *lick* are all *lick* MINE! You *taste* so good you little whore *lick lick lick* mmmmmm so good!” she taunted.
Sabrina felt those additional licks and she felt shockwaves of pleasure flowing through her body. She also heard those taunts and she felt so embarrassed and ashamed. She was treated just like the other victims and referred to as a whore. She felt so helpless as she couldn’t fight this woman off and had surrendered herself to her. She then felt Thalia letting her legs go and she was now lying on the bed on her back and still slightly moving as she continued to feel the aftereffects of the tsunami of an orgasm she had. Before she could really feel like she was recovering. She felt a weight on her chest and opened her eyes. She was surprised as Thalia was now sitting on her chest and looking down at her. She could see the thick, long auburn colored hair dangling down and she saw the look in those eyes. She had a feeling what was about to happen next. “Mmmmm….mmmmm…” she whimpered helplessly.
Thalia looked down at Sabrina and smiled. She could see the defeat in her eyes and that gave her another feeling of pure sexual joy. Now it was finally her turn to have her release and this woman she forced to submit to her to do it. “Now, you will make me cum. You better do a good job, or I will just have to tickle you until you decide to do it right. Understand?” she commanded.
Sabrina felt a chill through her body as she was threatened with tickle torture if she did not get Thalia off. Her body was really sensitive at the moment and further tickle torture would only break her further. She nodded her head and then she saw that nice looking pussy coming closer to her face. She started to open her mouth and prepared to taste the sweet love nectar of her conqueror.
“Good….” Thalia simply responded as she lowered her pussy onto Sabrina’s mouth. She leaned her body forward to balance herself and then she felt something licking between her legs. She was thrilled that Sabrina was going to obey her and taste her. She felt the tongue moving faster and she could feel that pleasure building in her body. It had been a very long day filled with great moments and incredible sexual energy. She thought about Darby’s pussy and imagined her mouth there. That was going to be the first thing she would do while they were traveling back to Greece the next day. She was going to eat Darby’s pussy like a snack while they took that long voyage back home. That thought made her nipples tingle and combined with the licking on her clit, it excited her even more. She started to rock her body more, trying to create more friction as she wanted to cum so bad. “Lick harder! Lick faster! Come on, whore! LICK HARDER!!!” she yelled as she continued to rock her hips.
Sabrina was doing her best to perform oral sex on this aggressive woman’s pussy. She could taste those sweet juices and she did enjoy that, but the degrading of her persona was starting to bother her. She did not like being called a whore because she was not one. She may have had sex with multiple women, but those were victims and she loved it. But being in this position of submission and another woman dominating her sexually was new to her and it was starting to affect her mentally. Not even La Diabla degraded her like this, and she felt humiliated because she was helpless to do anything back. Thalia was her conqueror and she had to please her, or she would suffer again. She started to put a lot more effort into her oral sex because the sooner that woman had her orgasm, the sooner this would all be over. She kept hearing Thalia calling her names as she was building up to have an orgasm and she started to get emotional about it. She was a business partner, not some victim like the other women. She had to control her emotions to get the job done. She started to hear moans coming from the Greek bounty hunter and felt she was getting closer to pushing her over the edge. She just had to focus and keep going as best as she could.
Thalia felt Sabrina being more aggressive licking her between the legs and now she felt those pangs of an orgasm building. She loved the feeling in her body, and she curled her toes. The pleasure was building up and she rocked her hips faster. This was her crowning moment. This was her reward for all the things she did and the activities she performed. She dominated everyone and now, she could have her release. Her mind flashed to those deep pink feet of Darby’s and that sent another tingle between her legs. She thought about the screams of La Diabla when the cream was inside her and that gave another jolt. She thought about how she crushed Bessie emotionally after tickling her and now she was on the verge of her orgasm. She thought about how Bella was easily dominated and hearing her have an orgasm now put her right on that edge. Then she thought about easily sexually dominating her business partner and that set her off! She felt that orgasm finally crashing over her, and she let out a loud scream. “OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! YES!!!! AAAAAAAARRRGHHHHHHH YEESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!” she cried out.
Sabrina could feel Thalia’s body convulsing in pleasure and the pussy she was devouring got a lot more wet and she kept licking. She did not want to stop in case the Greek woman wanted her to taste every single drop. The fear of being tickle tormented filled her soul and she prayed she did a good job. She continued to lap away at that soaked mound.
Thalia felt multiple shudders in her body, and she let out a very satisfied moan. That orgasm felt amazing, and she finally got it out of her. She felt her toes curling, her body twitching and the amount of pleasure flowing over her body was very overwhelming. She finally got to release all the pent-up sexual tension and it really rocked her. She then got off of Sabrina’s face and then took a moment to gather her senses. She started to laugh, the kind of laugh someone who won a competition would have. She felt like she conquered the world, and this was the reward she got. She took a deep breath and then looked over at Sabrina. She loved how the outlaw was just lying on the bed, her face soaked in love honey, the defeated look in her eyes and how her naked body was so still. That sent a chill in her own body because she loved that kind of look. She then moved her head closer to Sabrina’s and gave her a kiss on her lips. She wanted one last taste of hers before she left for the night. “Mmmmmm you did good.” she simply told her.
Sabrina felt some relief as that kiss meant she did a good job. It was a very erotic moment as she realized she was the one who made Thalia cum. She was kind of forced into it, but at the end, she was the one who gave this unstoppable woman sexual relief. She then started to feel sad as she recalled all the names she had been called. It was one thing to lose physically to this woman, but why did she had to have her mind and her emotions toyed with? She didn’t like being treated like one of the prisoners and she tried to hold back that emotion. She looked over at Thalia and saw her getting off the bed. She hoped this meant everything was done and she could recover. She watched as the Greek bounty hunter started to get dressed. She had to admit that Thalia’s body was a physical wonder, and the woman was attractive. She saw her putting on her socks and then her pants. She thought she missed an opportunity to touch those large feet. Then she saw her putting on her uniform shirt and buttoning it up. She started to feel the sense of emptiness as now the woman who made her submissive was leaving. “Thalia? Why? Why did you call me a whore?” she asked.
Thalia was buttoning up her shirt as she heard that question. She smiled as she figured those words really must have hurt Sabrina and she liked it. She turned her head towards Sabrina and could see the emotion on her face. “Hehehe don’t worry about it. You did a good job of getting me off and that is all that matters. Now, get some sleep as we have a busy day tomorrow.” she simply replied.
Sabrina felt really cheap right now as there was no apology or explanation. It was as though she was some cheap whore who serviced a client and now the client was done with her. She watched as Thalia put on her boots and now, she looked like she was preparing to leave. She felt a sadness washing over her as she felt incredibly used and then discarded like trash. “Ok…see you tomorrow.” she simply responded.
Thalia smirked at her and then started to walk towards the door. She was getting tired after all the activity and was looking forward to getting some well-deserved rest. She looked back at Sabrina one more time and nodded her head. “You did good today, Sabrina. I can’t thank you enough for your assistance.” she told her and then left the room.
Sabrina felt some happiness for those words as she was at least recognized for her contributions to this mission. She then looked around the room and saw her clothes strewn all across the floor. It reminded her of what just happened, and she felt so meek. She was sexually conquered and tickled by that powerful woman, and she had no idea how she was going to recover. She always saw herself as powerful and dominant, but after the experience she just had, she doubted herself. It took a long time after La Diabla left her to feel like she could be someone who dominated, and she was very good at it. But Thalia just reminded her that someone was better than her and down deep, she was still that very submissive woman that could be controlled by a much stronger woman. She started to head towards the pillows on the bed and got ready to sleep. She figured she was already naked, so she might as well go straight to sleep. She also wondered what was going to happen the next day. She knew they were going to put all their prisoners onto a ship and that would be it. But would Thalia try one more sexual romp with her? Would she even be treated as a partner in front of the other women? Those were nagging questions and it made her sad. She was so confident that she was an equal partner, but that woman from Greece put her in her place with no doubts. She was treated sexually like some common whore and there was no love in that. It made her realize that what she did to her own victims was now something that happened to her. She got under her blankets and closed her eyes. The memories of the day started to roll through her mind as it was quite an emotional day. She had finally got a measure of revenge on La Diabla, but also realized that the love she had for her was not completely gone. She felt so much emotional pain from that encounter and even when she heard her suffering from that brutal cream. Then after being sexually dominated by Thalia, it made her wonder if she even had the ability anymore to be that powerful woman. She felt her dignity was stripped away because she was second fiddle to someone else. She liked being in control, now she felt like a used toy. She felt a tear coming from her eye and hoped by morning, she could feel her dignity return.
Becky finally made it back to the hotel and got off her horse. Her head was still aching after bumping it on a large rock earlier. She carefully walked into the hotel and tried to look as normal as possible. No one knew why she and the rest of the ladies came to Mexico and they had to be careful to not alert Mexican authorities. She felt terrible about leaving the fort area as she did not know what happened to Darby, La Diabla and the others. She did know the Greeks were still there, and since no one came to find her, her friends must have been captured. She felt guilty about leaving, but she had to regroup, and she was scared. This was something she had never encountered before. A real deep threat and things were not going well. This was far more dangerous than her entanglement with Sabrina and Babs back in Plotsville months ago. She had no idea what the Greek women looked like or how skilled they were. She started to feel a little inferior and had doubts about her abilities. Becky walked up the hotel stairs and made her way to Phoebe’s room. It was evening and she was sure Phoebe must have been sick with worry. She had no idea what she was going to tell her and why she was back and not the others. She felt her stomach churning as she approached the door. She swallowed hard, then closed her eyes as she knocked on the door.
Phoebe was pacing inside her room as she kept thinking about what may have happened to Darby, La Diabla and everyone else. She figured they would be back by now and the fact that it was evening made her worried. She could barely sit still and didn’t eat much. She wondered if she should call Sheriff Dickerson and let him know what happened. Perhaps they would still come to Mexico and at least rescue the ladies. She also thought that perhaps the battle may have gone longer than expected. Thalia and her minions were probably very powerful and not easily defeated. Perhaps they finally rescued the ladies that were captured and getting them back here was more difficult than expected. She had so many different thoughts in her head that it was driving her crazy. She looked over at the nightstand next to the bed and saw the wine bottle and the empty glass next to it. She had drunk three full glasses during the day, and she was feeling a bit tipsy because she did not eat, but she was mainly worried. Then she heard a knock at the door. Her heart almost stopped and then she got excited. Perhaps this was Darby and friends! She imagined when she opened the door, Bessie would rush in and give her a great big hug and then everyone could smile and celebrate. She walked over to the door very quickly and expected to see her friends. Phoebe opened the door and she saw Becky! “Becky!! You’re here!!” she shouted, then rushed out and hugged her.
Becky was surprised when she got the hug from Phoebe. Her head was still aching, and she was tired. The hug felt very nice and then she realized why she may have gotten it. Phoebe had no idea that the mission may have failed, and she was the only survivor. It was breaking her heart that she had to tell Phoebe what she thought may have happened. “Hello Phoebe….” she responded.
Phoebe let go of the hug and smiled. She noticed there was a sad look on Becky’s face and noticed she seemed tired. She then looked to the left and then to the right in the hallway and noticed that Becky was the only one. She wondered if the ladies were perhaps downstairs or in another room. “Becky?! Where is everyone? Where is Darby? Did we win? Is Bessie here?” she asked.
Becky felt ashamed and let her head drop. She knew Phoebe was very excited and now she had to tell her the bad news. “Um…I-I have to tell ya somethin’….” she responded in a quiet voice.
Phoebe did not like that tone in Becky’s voice, and she felt a pit in her stomach. Judging by the tone of the voice, something bad must have happened. That set off a new fresh wave of fear and she wondered if someone was hurt, or possibly even killed! “Come inside! Quickly!” she told her.
Becky walked inside Phoebe’s room and noticed how large it was. It made sense considering she had the money to pay for their entire stay. She made her way to the edge of the bed and sat down. She looked at her boots and didn’t know how she was going to explain what happened. She didn’t even really know what happened. She looked up and saw Phoebe closing the door and now walking towards the bed. She saw her sitting down next to her on the right hand side and she started to blush. “I….I got news for ya…” she muttered.
Phoebe sat down on the bed and could tell Becky was really nervous. She was fidgeting and her face was red. This was not a good sign at all, and she had to remember to be comforting to her. This was a 19 year old woman and she was probably going to be really emotional. She then placed her left hand on top of Becky’s right knee and did a gentle pat. She then looked at Becky’s face and could tell she was nervous. She also noticed her eyes were a little glazed over and wondered what was wrong. “Ok Becky, tell me. Tell me everything. What happened?” she asked.
“That’s the thing…I really do not know. We all made it to the fort and Darby told us to get into position. I was supposed to go to the top of a hill where there were some large rocks. Muh job was to be a sniper and watch what happened below. But….I kinda fell and knocked muh head on a rock. It hurt a lot and then I was knocked out.” Becky explained. She felt her heart racing with anxiety as she was going to do her best to relay whatever she knew. The memory of her waking up and not realizing everything that happened made her feel extremely guilty.
Phoebe was stunned as she heard that recollection. She could see the sadness in Becky’s eyes, and it was unbelievable that happened to her. She felt terrible for her because the young woman had hit her head and was knocked out. “What?? You were knocked out???!! You poor thing! What happened after that? Do you know where Darby and La Diabla are?” she asked.
Becky lowered her head and stared at her boots. She felt really stupid and weak for getting knocked out when she had such an important role to fill. She looked at Phoebe again and could tell the woman was very empathetic, but this was a difficult thing for her to do. “I….I don’t know. When I came to, everyone was gone. I have no idea what happened….” she said softly.
“WHAT???!!! You mean Darby and the others are not with you? Did they get captured? Did they get killed? Did you see Thalia and her friends? Do you remember anything else???” Phoebe asked in rapid fire. She was so shocked that there was no answer to what happened to Darby and the others. It sounded like the mission was a complete failure. She also noticed the tears welling up in Becky’s eyes and her heart went out to her. She could sense that she was scared and probably feeling really bad about what might have happened.
“I….I don’t know. I don’t remember anything. I woke up and only saw this wagon of food go into the fort. No sign of everyone. But since there was food going into the fort, and no one came lookin’ for me, I figured Deputy Darby and everyone else must have been captured or somethin’. I feel absolutely terrible. I failed them, Phoebe, I failed them….” Becky told her, with the emotion in her voice rising. She felt tears welling up in her eyes and knew she had just blown her chance to prove she could actually do the job of being a deputy. She then let her head drop again because she did not want Phoebe to see her cry. “And muh head really hurts….” she whispered.
Phoebe looked at Becky and felt terrible for her. She could hear it in her voice. She sounded as though she failed. She could not imagine what took place because Becky was knocked out, but it did sound like the mission failed. She started to think that Becky may have held herself responsible for what happened. She did not think it was her fault simply because the young woman was knocked out. She heard Becky mentioning that her head hurt and that would have to be due to her hitting her head. She then leaned closer to the young woman and wrapped her left arm around Becky’s shoulders. She felt her own heart sink as she thought she heard some very light crying. “Hey…..Becky, this is not your fault. You had an accident. You couldn’t have known what may have happened. You said your head hurts? Let me get something for that.” she told her, then stood up.
Becky reached her right hand up and started to touch the small bump on the back of her head. She winced a little as she felt the pain and then kept thinking about her failure. Darby and the others could be locked up and tortured. She remembered that Sabrina and Babs were part of this mission and that could mean that Darby might be going through the humiliating torture she went through herself several months ago. She saw Phoebe appear to be wetting a towel and then she saw her walking back towards her. She felt Phoebe sit down next to her and then handed her a towel. “Thank ya….” she said in a soft voice.
“Put that where you bumped your head. Let’s try to tend to that wound.” Phoebe told her. She felt terrible over everything. It meant that the chance to get Bessie back and the others may have been lost. She started to feel sad herself and she wanted to cry as well. She couldn’t believe the mission did not succeed as she had the best women possible to bring this mission success. She thought about Bessie and wondered if she was ok. She also wondered about Darby, La Diabla and the others and hoped they were ok. Then she looked over at Becky, who was now crying as she heard the sounds. “Hey, Becky. I know you feel terrible right now. It is not your fault, sweetie. You had an accident. Don’t blame yourself.” she told her, doing her best to comfort her.
“Ya don’t understand. I failed. I was supposed to do muh duty and I failed. Muh Pa was right. Maybe I am not supposed to be a deputy and supposed to be a farm wife. Because of muh clumsiness, muh friends are now probably sufferin’. I am a failure. I really am. I want to apologize to ya. Ya shouldn’t have had me come along….” Becky said, then felt tears falling down her cheeks. She felt so bad, and her heart was broken. She really wanted to prove how good she could be and now it looked hopeless.
Phoebe felt a tear fall down her cheek as she heard Becky being so sad. The young woman was blaming herself for what happened, and she did not know what to say. She started to feel helpless because now she had Becky in tears, she was crying herself and her beloved friends were in danger. They were in a foreign country with no help. She wondered if there was any chance to make this right. She kept thinking about what Becky said. She was knocked out and when she came too, she saw a wagon full of food going into the fort. She wondered if it was Darby and the rest having a celebration, but what Becky also said made her dismiss that idea. If Darby won the battle, then they would have surely looked for Becky. She tried to make sense out of all of this, then something struck her. If there was a food wagon being brought in, it could also mean that Thalia and her gang were celebrating. It wasn’t a pleasant thought, but it also meant something else. If they were celebrating, they were not going to leave the area tonight. They would probably end up leaving tomorrow as she figured the Greeks would not hang around the fort for too long. It also meant something else. It meant they still had one more chance to make things right! “Becky! I just thought of something!” she told her with hope in her voice.
Becky heard the tone in Phoebe’s voice, and she wondered why she was excited. Everything seemed lost and it was all her fault. She wiped her tears with her sleeve and then looked over at Phoebe. She had this look in her eyes, and it made her curious. “What? What is it? What did ya think of?” she asked.
“You said there was a food wagon going in, right?” Phoebe asked her for confirmation.
“Yeah, there was a food wagon heading into that fort.” Becky responded, still wondering where Phoebe was going with all this.
“Well, your assessment may be right. Our friends may have lost the battle. That food wagon was probably for Thalia to celebrate. Think about when we had our dinner. Remember how festive we were and enjoyed the evening?” Phoebe asked her.
“Yeah, I remember….” Becky responded, still trying to figure out what Phoebe was trying to say.
“It means the Greeks are not leaving tonight. If they are going to leave, they are going to leave tomorrow. That means we STILL have a chance to rescue our friends. We STILL have a chance to make things right and end this in our favor. We have a chance! A small one, but a chance nonetheless.” Phoebe told her. She started to get hopeful at the idea of somehow turning all of this failure around. It made her think about her challenges trying to run the Wellington Cattle Company. She had endured some hardships and for a long time, she figured she was going to fail at running the family business. She had no idea how to run a business and she had to learn quickly. She managed to overcome those challenges, even when things looked bleak because she sought out opportunities. She had visited her mother, Gloria Wellington, in jail to get some tips. She hired a great legal assistant named April Keaton. She had foiled a plot by her competitor to steal a Wellington technology device and she succeeded. This was another chance to find victory in the face of defeat. She knew she was not a warrior however, but she could try to motivate Becky and get her confidence back.
Becky thought about what Phoebe said and it made sense. If the Greeks were celebrating, surely, they wouldn’t try to leave tonight. As far as they knew, they defeated everyone that showed up. It was true that had Darby won, she would have found her knocked out, but the same did not hold true for Thalia. The Greek bounty hunter probably had no idea who she even was. They wouldn’t have looked for her. That lit a fire within her because there was still a chance she could make all of this right. She had another chance to prove she could handle something as dangerous as this mission. She still felt a little nervous, but she also felt some confidence. “Yer right. They are still there, and we could try tomorrow! Wow, I didn’t think about that. But, how do we succeed? I mean, it is just me. You want to go fight?” she asked.
Phoebe thought about that question for a moment and then realized Becky had a point. They may have had a chance the next day to accomplish their mission, but Becky was the only fighter. She was not someone who got into physical confrontations and especially with women skilled in combat. That got her worried because she had no idea how they would even plan for tomorrow. “Oh…yeah. Um, I-I don’t really know. Do you have any ideas?” she asked.
Becky looked at Phoebe and realized that she was in fact, a civilian. She may have a lot of money and education, but probably didn’t have any real fighting experience. She wasn’t a professional at fighting either, but she at least had more physical experiences in her life. She tried to think of something to say, but she was still very new to all this. She didn’t know how to gameplan or even know what do to next. She thought about her experiences with Darby in Plotsville during the last few months and those missions were simple. Darby arrested men for stealing or causing a public disturbance. There was nothing about this mission that resembled those experiences. This would be more of a military style mission. She looked at Phoebe and shrugged her shoulders. “I-I don’t really know. Muh initial thought was to go there tomorrow real early in the mornin’ and scout the place. Maybe there was a way in. I don’t think I can go charging in, I have to be more sneaky. I don’t know. I will try to think about it.” she told her.
Phoebe nodded her head and knew this woman was so new to this kind of a role. She figured she would also try to think of something as well. She saw Becky applying the wet towel to the back of her head and figured it was probably better if they rested for the evening. Becky must have still been in pain and if her head was hurt, she probably couldn’t think straight anyway. She sighed then patted Becky’s knee once again. “You know what, let’s sleep on it. I am sure we will come up with something tomorrow morning. Becky, we are going to succeed. I just know we will. I am concerned about you though. It looks like you took a nasty fall and bumped your head. How about you stay with me inside my room tonight? That way I can keep an eye out on you and make sure you are ok.” she offered.
Becky smiled when she heard Phoebe’s offer. She really appreciated the concern the rich woman had for her, even though they had just met the day before. She also really appreciated the pep talk she got from her. It made her feel good that someone still believed in her and did not blame her for what may have happened. She put the towel down for a moment and looked at Phoebe. “Thank ya for helping me. I feel terrible and I want to make things right. I will think of something tomorrow. I appreciate ya invitin’ me to stay in here. It is a very nice room.” she told her.
“You are welcome, my dear. It is not your fault. I want you to remember that. You didn’t do anything wrong, Becky. I am sure we will have much better success tomorrow. Now, I want you to lean back against the headboard. You need to rest your head. I hope everything is ok with you. Go ahead, lay back there.” Phoebe told her. She then pointed to the headboard of the bed and saw Becky pausing. She did like the expression of gratitude on her face, and she was happy she made Becky feel better about herself. She still needed Becky to be in the right frame of mind otherwise Bessie and the others could be lost forever. “Something the matter? You don’t want to lean back to the headboard?” she asked.
“I will. I just have to remove muh boots. I don’t want to get yer bed dirty.” Becky told her sheepishly. She then leaned forward, when she felt Phoebe’s hand on her arm. She then sat upright and saw the smile on Phoebe’s face.
“I will take them off for you. Keep that towel on your head. I need you to be ok for tomorrow.” Phoebe told her. She then saw Becky scooting backwards on the bed and her feet were now in the air, the calves and feet dangling over the edge of the bed. She then reached down and started to slide the right boot off of Becky’s foot. She didn’t mind doing this as she wanted to make her new friend more comfortable. The boot slid off and now she saw the white socked foot. She gently placed the boot to the floor and then reached over and started to slide the left boot off. She heard that “popping” sound when the boot came off the heel and now, she slid the boot completely off. Now she could see those white socked feet and saw how big they were. She figured she could tease Becky to lighten the mood. “My, my, my. You sure got some big feet. Hehehe” she teased.
Becky started to blush as she heard that comment about her feet. She definitely knew how big her feet were and also how her feet led her to many clumsy moments. She curled her toes within her socks, then relaxed them. “Hehehe Yeah, muh feet are big. Thank ya for takin’ muh boots off.” she grinned.
“You are most welcome. Now, go to the headboard and rest. I will see if I can find us some food.” Phoebe told her. She then got up from the bed and watched as Becky got to the headboard and rested against it. She could see her straightening her legs and could see the bottoms of those socks. She could tell they were a little dirty and could see the “footprint”. That made her smile and then her mind started to wonder what the feet looked like. She always did enjoy looking at a woman’s feet and really loved to touch them too. Now her mind really started to go wild as she wondered if Becky was ticklish. Her reasoning was that the young apprentice was not feeling well and could use some cheering up. That got her excited as it gave her a reason to at least see if she was ticklish. She moved towards the foot of the bed again, and then got onto it. She then sat Indian style at Becky’s feet and looked at her. She smiled as Becky had closed her eyes, now she was opening them.
Becky closed her eyes for a moment as she tried to make herself comfortable. She was happy that she wouldn’t have to spend the night alone in her room as it would only remind her of Darby possibly being captured. She then slowly opened her eyes and saw Phoebe sitting on the bed, right by her feet. She could see there was a smile on her face. She thought Phoebe was really pretty and she liked that smile. She wondered why she was sitting there when she was going to get some food. “Ya found some food?” she asked.
“I will go get some in a little bit. I am watching you and I am concerned. You took a nasty bump and I feel bad for you. So, while you relax, I figured I could help you with that.” Phoebe told her. She felt a little giddy about what she was about to do. She also needed this kind of distraction as she was worried sick over her friends. She needed something to take her mind off her own worries and playing with Becky’s feet would help.
“How will ya do that?” Becky asked.
“Like this….” Phoebe said, then reached her hands forward and placed them on Becky’s left foot. She felt the foot jerk a bit and that gave her an idea that the foot was really sensitive. She then sat closer and put Becky’s foot in her lap. She could see the bottom of the sock and now it was time to explore it. Her hand started to massage the foot and she could feel the foot tensing up. “What’s the matter? You seem nervous.” she asked.
Becky felt those hands around her foot, and she felt ticklish tremors building up in her body. She figured Phoebe was not trying to tickle her and perhaps massage her feet, but she was very sensitive at the moment, especially after her feet were inside her boots all day. She started to twitch as the fingers continued to massage her foot. She looked at Phoebe’s face and saw her smiling. She didn’t want to offend the woman who was trying to help her, but she just felt so sensitive. “Nothin’…I am….not….nervous…just…..surprised…..that’s…….all.” she responded, trying to say one word at a time or she would burst into hysterical laughter.
Phoebe recognized when someone was trying to hold in their ticklishness as she played with Bessie’s feet so many times and even when she tickled her legal assistant, April. She found Becky really cute trying to hold in her laughter. “I hope my massage is not……tickling….you.” she said, trying to emphasize the word to drive her wild.
“Hehehehe um…..um….” Becky stuttered as she felt those ticklish tremors building up in her. She wanted to start laughing uncontrollably but Phoebe was trying to help her. She didn’t want to embarrass herself by revealing just how ticklish her feet were.
“It’s ok if you have……ticklish……feet. Hehehe I think it’s cute.” Phoebe teased as she now wanted to have a lot of ticklish fun with Becky. She then paused her massage to allow the woman to calm down a little. She then reached her hand under the jeans and found the top of the sock. She figured she might as well have some fun with the bare foot.
Becky felt her sock being pulled down and now she was worried. Phoebe was trying to see her barefoot and that would drive her wild! She wanted to kick her legs, but her foot rested in the lap of Phoebe. She started to feel her pulse racing as the sock came off her heel. “Phoebe?? Um, why are ya takin’ off muh sock?” she asked.
Phoebe loved that sound of nervousness in Becky’s voice. She felt very playful at the moment and figured she would just lightly play with Becky. She didn’t want to go into full attack mode as she did have pain in her head and not torment this woman at the same time. She figured a few playful tickles wouldn’t hurt and even lighten the mood. The sock came off the arch and then the ball of the foot. “I just want to make you absolutely more comfortable. Just relax Becky, just relax.” she told her as the sock came off the toes.
Becky’s jaw dropped as she saw her toes get revealed! She stared at her long toes, then looked up at Phoebe who was holding her sock. She gulped and now her ticklish barefoot was completely exposed. “Um, that’s muh sock. That’s muh toes.” she mumbled.
“hehehehe yes! That is your sock and those are your toes. You’re so funny.” Phoebe teased. She then looked down at the barefoot in her lap and she loved what she saw. She saw those long toes and they were a little thick. She could see the light pink color of the soles, mainly on the ball of the foot, the edge of the foot and then the heel. The arch itself was creamy as well as the underside of the toes. It was a very nice-looking foot and she wished she could go all out and tickle that foot, but she wanted to be nice.
Becky felt really nervous as she saw Phoebe staring at her foot. She also had flashbacks when Phoebe’s maid Kylie was playing with her feet. It amazed her that the woman in the Wellington mansion wanted to play with her feet. She hoped her foot was not going to be bare too long. “Um, what are ya going to do to muh foot?” she asked nervously.
“Just this…..” Phoebe said softly as she then started to lightly stroke her fingers on her left hand up the length of the sole from the heel, through the arch and off the ball of the foot. She figured she would just tease the foot and not tickle it too much. She felt Becky’s body tense up for a moment, then it also relaxed. She wondered if she liked this kind of touch instead of a true tickle attack.
Becky felt those fingers on the bottom of her left foot, and it initially tickled her. Her body tensed up and she was about to start giggling uncontrollably. Then she felt the softer stroke and that got her really worried. From her prior experiences, a softer touch made her feel really good inside her body. She could still feel the ticklish tremors, but she also felt that pleasure as well. She giggled at first, then she bit her lip to avoid the feeling of wanting to moan. Her toes curled as the fingers continued to softly stroke up and down her foot. “Phoebe….um….that kinda tickles….but it feels….it feels…” she tried to say.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? See, I am not going to do anything bad to your foot. Just want to relax you. Close your eyes. Just relax and I will take care of this cute foot of yours…” Phoebe told her. Her own adrenaline started to spike as she really wanted to play with this foot. She liked how soft the skin was on her fingers. The foot reminded her a little of Darby’s as it was a tender foot. The skin was not as pink as Darby’s and the deputy’s foot was a lot softer. But it was a nice feeling overall. It made her wonder if she should invite Becky over to the Wellington mansion and have a lot of fun tickling these feet as well. That idea started to motivate her to somehow succeed in this mission. She wanted to invite everyone to her home, and she would just have a field day playing with their ticklish feet. She felt silly thinking that, but after all she has gone through and how much more her friends went through, ticklish laughter and fun was something they all needed. She then did a quicky wiggle with her fingertips in the arch area as she wanted to do a quick tickle.
“HEY!!! Hahahahahaha that tickles….” Becky laughed as she felt those fingers wiggling in her delicate arch. She felt her face turning red because of her loud laughter, but she could not help it. The tickling feeling was very strong and now she felt a lot more nervous. Was Phoebe trying to tickle her? She couldn’t believe this was happening, but at the same time, it did make her feel a little more relaxed. She knew that she needed something to distract her from the pain in her head and also the situation at hand. She never expected her feet to be tickled, but it did help.
“Did it? You are so adorable. Hehehe” Phoebe teased as she resumed her soft stroking. She loved the reaction she got from the apprentice and got excited about trying to explore the ticklishness further. She then paused her stroking and then reached over for the right foot. It was time to get both feet exposed, so she could have some fun with them. “Now, let’s get you totally comfortable. Let’s get this other sock off.” she told her, then found the top of the sock and pulled it down.
“Why the other one? I-I feel kinda….ticklish right now.” Becky said sheepishly. She felt the sock coming down her leg and then off her heel. The fact she was about to be barefoot made her really nervous. It was still a surreal feeling knowing her feet were about to be played with. It was such a weakness for her, and Phoebe was exploiting it. She felt the sock coming off her arch and she tensed her body up once the ball of the foot was exposed. She saw the sock at the toes, and she closed her eyes. “Yer about to see muh toes…” she mumbled.
“Hehehehe yes, I am. You are just way too cute, Becky. Just like your….toes!” Phoebe said playfully as she pulled the right sock off the toes. She looked down at the barefeet in her lap and she smiled. That foot was just as cute, and she just loved that pinkish skin. She knew this other foot was probably going to be as ticklish as the left. She gently poked her finger into the arch area and felt the foot flinch. That brought a large smile to her face. “Hehehe ticklish on this foot too?” she asked.
“hehehehe yes….I’m ticklish on muh other foot.” Becky giggled as she felt those fingers poking in her arch. She still couldn’t believe this was happening and wanted to move her feet away. But Phoebe was really helping her right now and even comforted her in her time of sadness. She figured the least she could do was let the woman have some kind of fun with her, even though the ticklish sensations drove her crazy. Then she felt the fingers softly stroking the sole of her right foot and it felt nice. She wished this would end soon, or her other weakness would be exposed. She didn’t want to get sexually aroused in this moment and prayed Phoebe would stop playing with her feet soon.
Phoebe loved touching the bottoms of Becky’s feet. They felt so smooth and soft to her fingers. She also loved how Becky was giggling and she knew she could really put this woman through tickle hell if she wanted to. She did find this moment very soothing for herself. It was a relaxing feeling having some fun with someone else. She was worried all day long and even though things still looked bleak, this was a welcomed distraction. She appreciated Becky for even allowing her to touch her feet. If she tried this with La Diabla, the outlaw might have punched her. That thought made her chuckle to herself and she thought about her well-being too. She hoped that she and Becky could figure out something to get everyone back safe and sound. Her fingers then went to the undersides of the toes, and she heard that sweet giggle again. “Hehehe ticklish on your toes?” she asked with a big smile.
“hehehehe yes! Muh toes are really ticklish!” Becky responded as she felt those fingers touching the undersides of her long toes. She surprised herself that she was not twisting wildly and trying to escape. It tickled a lot on her feet, but after this day, perhaps she deserved to laugh a little. She looked at Phoebe’s face and could see how happy she was. It made her think that she also was worried sick all day and perhaps playing with her feet was a way for her to enjoy herself. She just wished she wasn’t so ticklish. She also had to figure out a way to have people stop tickling her. After that day in the barn in her hometown of Sticksville, she was more prone to having her feet tickled. It drove her wild and whether it was friends tickling her, or even criminals, her feet were a target, and she suffered a lot. This moment was too bad, but it still sent ticklish tremors throughout her body. She closed her eyes and tried her best not to squirm too much as her toes were being touched.
Phoebe smiled as she touched the undersides of the toes. The skin was really soft, and she loved the reaction she was getting. She then moved her fingers back down to the soles and resumed her very light touching. She had a desire to really tickle Becky but knew it would be better to just soothe her. Touching her tender feet was helpful enough and she wanted to make sure Becky would be ok. She then softly stroked the fingers on both hands on each respective sole. It was getting hypnotic to her as her fingers went up and down those large soles. She could see the toes wiggle slightly and could tell there were slight ticklish tremors coursing through Becky’s body. She softly touched the arch area and then she heard a soft moan. She looked up and could see Becky’s eyes were closed. Her mouth was slightly opened, and she seemed to now be enjoying her touch. That got her excited as it appeared the young woman was now relaxing. Phoebe decided she probably shouldn’t purposely tickle her anymore and just let the poor woman relax. She heard another moan and that gave her a tingle in her own body. “You like this, don’t you?” she asked.
Becky could feel those soft strokes on the bottoms of her feet, and it started to feel really good. She could feel her body relaxing and becoming at ease. But she also felt her arousal starting to build. She started to think she was feeling “funny” again and wondered if she should tell Phoebe to stop touching her feet. She did not want to show her that she gets major arousal from this kind of touch from having her feet softly stroked. She remembered when she first discovered the soft stroking when her rival back in her hometown stroked her soles when she was trapped up in the hayloft in the abandoned barn near the creek. Those sensual feelings were really strong and then when her friend Sue Ann discovered the soft stroking, she kept doing it until they ended up having sex. Becky knew her feet were really ticklish, but also a source of sexual feelings. Now Phoebe was softly touching her feet and she felt her nipples getting stiff. She knew she had to put a stop to this, or she was really going to get really horny. She let out another moan and she started to get worried. If this continued, she might even orgasm. “Muh feet…..feels ooooooh good…I think ya have to stop…” she cooed.
Phoebe heard Becky’s words and looked up. She could see the look on Becky’s face, and she recognized that look. It was a relaxed face and she started to wonder if Becky was also getting turned on. She giggled to herself as she thought about that. It would be really funny if the young apprentice was starting to get horny over having her feet stroked. She liked that idea and if this was Bessie, Darby, or even La Diabla, she would probably try to push a sexual interaction. If this was any other situation, she would push the sexual interactions. But they still had a mission to complete and her friends were still in deep trouble. She also didn’t want to take advantage of Becky. She then stopped her stroking and wiggled both big toes. “There! Do you feel better?” she asked with a knowing smile.
Becky slowly opened her eyes and saw Phoebe’s grin. She felt a little embarrassed as she wondered if Phoebe had figured out her little secret. She felt really nervous and knew she had to be careful in her answers. “Yeah, I feel better now. Thank ya for helping me.” she responded with a great deal of shyness in her voice.
Phoebe found Becky adorable and could see how shy was getting. That confirmed that the soft stroking on the soles of her feet were in fact turning her on. She didn’t want to embarrass her, so she was not going to mention that. But she was going to keep that information stored in her memories in case they were both in a situation where it could be used again. Becky was a really cute young woman, and she wondered what would happen if she and Bessie managed to overpower her and have their way with her. That would hopefully be an opportunity in the future. She then got up off the bed and smiled. “You are welcome. Becky, we will get through this. You can rest up, darling. I am going to go get some food for the both of us and then we can just relax the rest of the night. We have a big day tomorrow.” she told her.
“Yeah, we do have a big day tomorrow. Thank ya for getting me some food. I appreciate it. I will just sit here and take care of muh head. It still hurts me.” Becky responded. She then put the towel on the small bump on her head and leaned back. She started to relax her body and let her limbs go loose. Her eyes stared at the tops of her barefeet and wondered if she be ready for tomorrow.
“Don’t even worry about it. Take care of that wound. I will be right back.” Phoebe told her. She then headed for the door and then she heard a voice from behind her.
“Phoebe?” Becky called out.
Phoebe turned around and looked at Becky. She wondered what she needed. Perhaps she had a specific food order or something to drink. Her eyes could see those soles again and she loved that sight. “Yes, Becky?” she asked.
“Thank ya. Thank ya for making me feel better about muhself. You seem to believe in me. I really appreciate that because I wasn’t even believin’ in me. Thank ya for making me feel like I can succeed. Oh and thank ya for playin’ with muh feet. It did help me relax.” Becky told her as she felt emotional. She truly did appreciate Phoebe for consoling her and making her get some confidence back.
“Becky, I meant every word I said. We are going to be successful because I know you will do well. You are most welcome. I am also glad I could help you relax. If you ever need your feet tickled, I will gladly do it. hahahaa I will be right back.” Phoebe told her. She then left the room to go find some food and bring it back to the room. She was very happy she helped Becky, but she was very concerned about the next day. A lot was riding on the events of tomorrow. She hoped Becky was up to the task and she had to play her role as well. “Bessie, Darby, La Diabla, we will get you out….” she thought to herself.
Becky saw the door close, and she closed her eyes. She thought about what had to be done the next day and she had no idea how she was going to pull this off. She never did anything like this in her entire life and now she had to rescue a lot of women and defeat a small army of Greek and outlaws. If there was ever a time she needed to be a hero like Darby, tomorrow was going to be the day. “I can do it. I think I can do it….” she told herself as she continued to think about the confrontation that was sure to happen.
Darby sat in her cell, her back to the wall and looked out into the hallway. She was still trying to recover from the ordeal she endured when she was strapped inside some kind of chair and was tickle tortured into submission. Her mind recalled what took place in that horrible room. She was completely naked, her legs spread apart and her most ticklish spots on her body were tormented. The defeat she endured by Thalia continued to go through her mind. How she was so easily beaten down. How she was stripped naked and tortured. It was even worse as she had help with her and she still lost. She was dominated and humiliated by a woman who was determined to break her. The way her armpits were tickled, her ribs and stomach, her feet and between her legs was absolutely brutal. She even had the rubber hand holding her ponytail removed and her hair was completely loose and free flowing. She looked down and could see how clean shaven she was around her most private area. This was not the first time she had been shaven in that area, but it was one of the most humiliating ones. Thalia had played with her sexually and even forced her to have an orgasm. Darby leaned her head against the brick wall inside the cell and closed her eyes as she remembered what happened to her. She remembered how much she was laughing and screaming. She remembered how much her body endured and how her lungs were burning during those moments. It was the way Thalia handled her body. She was very precise and seemed to truly enjoy her suffering.
What really bothered her was what could have happened to her. After being tortured for such a long time, her body became weak, and she thought she would pass out. Then she remembered the horror of seeing someone she truly cared about being brought into the room. It was La Diabla, and she remembered how she was bound to a table, completely naked and her ass high into the air. It had to be such a humiliating moment for her, and she had to watch herself get tormented. She was forced to orgasm in front of La Diabla and she knew that must have been torturous for her, as well as humiliating. It reminded her of when they were both captured in Santa Selena. In that cavern, she watched as La Diabla was tickle tortured into complete submission. Now here in this fort near Ciudad del Reina, she was embarrassed by it. Then she felt her heart breaking as she then remembered the final act of that moment. Thalia was going to apply that same itching cream that Helga had back in Santa Selena. She was going to shove it inside her vagina and that would have been a horrible feeling. She remembered what that cream did to a human body, and it would have surely destroyed her. Then she felt her eyes watering as she remembered how she avoided that fate. Her former rival turned lover, La Diabla sacrificed herself to save her. The outlaw requested the cream to be applied to her, so she could be spared. She then felt a tear desperately trying to fall from her eye as she recalled that horrible screaming. That screaming was so strong, so passionate and so full of agony, it broke her. She did not want La Diabla to suffer like that. That woman saved her from that cream. She knew that Thalia only did it to make her suffer mentally. To see someone she really cared about to scream in total agony. That really hurt her seeing the outlaw in complete hell.
Darby let the tears fall as she thought about those events and now, she was in this cell. Sitting on the very dusty floor, and still very naked. Her hair was still a little damp from sweat and rested on her shoulders and dangled over her chest. Her knees were up, and the bottoms of her feet were planted on the floor. Her arms wrapped around her knees, and she just started to let the tears fall. She failed in her mission to rescue Bessie and her other friends from Plotsville, Gertrude and Mia. Her lover suffered and no one was there to rescue them. She was going to go to Greece and become a sex slave to a man who she never met, but also would be the sexual property of Thalia Laskaris. She was in a foreign country, and no one knew where she was. She started to think this was the end of her. Thalia was too strong, even for her. She lowered her head and let the tears fall. “I’m a failure….I can’t believe I didn’t get the job done…I’m sorry everyone. I’m so sorry.” she mumbled to herself.
Darby cried for a few minutes as her heart continued to break. She also didn’t know the fates of the other women such as Kylie, Veronica and even Becky. She figured they were all probably getting tortured as she sat in her cell. That really bothered her because those young ladies were also going to have their lives ruined. Then she heard a noise. The noise was very low, but it sounded like someone was crying a little. She lifted her head and looked out of her cell. She had just awakened herself after sleeping from being so exhausted. She peered out and looked at a cell directly in front of hers. She could see someone in there and she wanted to go look. She got on her knees and started to crawl towards her cell door. She could hear the moans and some cries as she got closer. The hallway of this cell block wasn’t very well lit, so she couldn’t see who that was. She made it to the cage and strained her eyes to look into the other cell. She could tell it was another woman, and she saw the long black hair. As her eyes adjusted, she could see the woman was on her back and she was naked. She saw the breasts and then she saw the profile of the woman’s face. It was La Diabla! That made her pulse quicken as she wanted to go comfort her. She could hear the moans and soft cries and that broke her heart. That was the woman who sacrificed her own body to save her. She had to reach out to her. To let her know she was here. “Salem…Salem, is that you?” she called out.
La Diabla was lying on her back on the dusty ground of her cell. Her eyes were full of tears as her entire body was aching from the earlier torture she endured. She had just woken up after being rendered unconscious from such a hellacious and humiliating torture. She remembered how she got beat down by Thalia and next thing she knew, she was on top of Darby and they both were having their feet tickled in such a humiliating fashion. Then she was carried off and eventually stripped naked by someone she once cared about. It was such a heart wrenching moment to confront her former girlfriend, Sabrina Alamain. That entire session was very emotional as the two women recalled those moments when they were together. It pained her heart that Sabrina held such animosity towards her over all these years. She knew she had broken her heart and could understand why Sabrina was so hateful and angry towards her. There were moments during her torture that she could see Sabrina’s pain. There must have been some really deep emotions the outlaw had for her. She looked back on that relationship, and she regretted hurting her. That pain came out and she paid a physical price for it. She was tickled and humiliated. Her ass was high into the air, and she was naked. All of her vulnerable spots in her groin region were completely exposed and ready to be played with. The tickling on her ribs and underarms were bad. The tickling of her stomach and her feet were also very horrible. But the sexual play on her pussy and the hole in her ass was something she was going to remember for a very long time. She was eventually forced to orgasm and that really bothered her because she was sexually conquered. It was some she would do to her victims to get them to bend to her will and now it happened to her again. It reminded her of the humiliation she endured in that cavern in Santa Selena. She was broken then and once again she was broken by a woman determined to destroy her. This was a moment that would live on with her for the rest of her natural life.
La Diabla contemplated the pain in her body at the moment. She still felt very sore in her groin as the effects of the cream really caused some damage to her. She was happy the aloe solution was applied to her to give her relief, but the aftereffects were still there. She could still feel some waves of pain flowing through her and she didn’t want to move her legs or groin area. That itching was truly devastating as she even felt the effects inside her body. She had that cream applied to her before in Santa Selena and it was a horrible feeling then. She also remembered when she put that cream inside Helga’s pussy, and it destroyed a woman who was such a physical force. Now it was done to her, and she knew she would never be the same again. A tear fell from her right eye as she thought about what happened. She felt strange in the sense that even though she felt really sore in those very delicate spots, on her pussy, in her pussy and around the hole in her ass, she knew why it happened. La Diabla felt she had to do it. She wanted to sacrifice her own body because she wanted to save another person. She wanted to prevent another woman from suffering this same experience. She knew why she did it. She knew just how much she cared about Darby Reeves. The thought of her lover screaming in agony would have stayed within her soul forever. As she laid there, she then heard a noise. She started to come out of her trance as it sounded like a voice. It was a quiet voice, but it sounded really familiar. She then turned her head to the right and looked out of her cell door. Her eyes were still hazy and blurry from the tears, but she saw a figure directly across from her. She started to make out who it was and then she figured it out. It was Darby and she was calling out to her. “Yes? I’m here. Darby, are you ok?” she asked.
Darby felt her heart flutter as she realized it was La Diabla across from her. It seemed fitting that once again, they were both trapped somewhere, and they were also naked. She was happy that La Diabla seemed coherent as she endured such a devastating torture. She wanted to comfort her. She wanted to wrap her arms around her and take care of her. She knew the outlaw had sacrificed her well-being for her and she wanted to care for her. “Yeah, I am ok. I should be asking you that. How are you feeling?” she asked.
La Diabla smiled a little as she heard that Darby was ok. She knew they both were not in a good position right now, but just the fact she acknowledged she was ok meant that things weren’t as bad. She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again so she could see that face. She then heard that question from Darby and felt another twinge of soreness, which only reminded her of what happened. “I am ok, I think. I am really, really sore though….” she told her.
Darby lowered her head for a moment and understood that response. It was killing her that La Diabla was suffering and there was nothing she could do. When they were in Santa Selena, they were in the same cell. She held the outlaw and comforted her then. It was at that moment that they bonded forever. It was an emotional time and now they were facing that same predicament. This moment seemed worse as there was no one that they could think of to help them. Her mind was spinning, and she felt a little frustrated. “I am sorry, Salem. I am really sorry.” she whispered.
“Sorry for what? You didn’t do anything…..” La Diabla responded. She could hear the sadness in Darby’s voice and was concerned. She then rolled over onto her right side and now looked right at her.
“I failed everyone. I even failed you. You suffered because of me. I should have just let Thalia put that cream on me, so that you wouldn’t have gotten hurt. She was after me. It should have been me.” Darby told her, still feeling a little guilty.
“No, it was my choice. I did it because I don’t want you to suffer. I will be ok. I will have trouble walking, but I will be ok.” La Diabla tried to reassure her. She knew Darby must have had some “survivor’s guilt”, but she wanted to let her know that she did it on her free will and she would have done it again if need be. “Where are we? In hell? hehe” she said, trying to joke.
Darby lifted her head and stared at La Diabla. She could see that she was on her right side, looking right at her. She could also see her breasts and she was in the fetal position. She still felt terrible that she was in agony, but somehow maintained her wits. She couldn’t help but smile and did a soft chuckle. “Yeah, we are actually. So, what are we gonna do?” she asked.
La Diabla heard that soft laughter from Darby and it made her feel good. She wanted to get Darby out of any kind of sadness, just like the deputy did to her back in Santa Selena. She took a deep breath as she felt another tremor of pain. She then looked at Darby and tried to put on a positive attitude. “I don’t know. I don’t think Bessie is coming to get us. Perhaps Cheyenne? Haha” she joked.
Darby couldn’t believe La Diabla was trying to make jokes at the moment, but it also made sense. They had to get their wits and minds right if they were going to try and get out of this mess. Just those few wisecracks made her start to come out of the depression she was starting to feel. “That would be nice. Cute little Cheyenne coming to save a deputy and an outlaw from a woman like Thalia. Yeah, that would work. Haha” she giggled.
La Diabla started to giggle as she imagined Cheyenne somehow fighting Thalia. Then she closed her eyes as the gravity of the situation really started to take hold. There was no rescue coming. They were trapped and after being physically and sexually dominated, they were going to be sent to Greece where they would endure the abuse every day. That thought started to weigh heavily in her mind and she did a deep sigh. “We are in trouble, aren’t we?” she said in a low voice.
Darby heard that tone of voice and she understood the gravity of the moment. They were scheduled to be shipped to Greece to be sex slaves. She realized they were both naked and severely outnumbered. There would be no rescue this time and she understood that question posed to her. She then sat on the ground Indian style and lowered her head. “Yeah, we are. I never liked admitting things, but I am scared Salem. What happened to us was overwhelming. Thalia, she is just one tough lady. I mean, she beat us both up and she didn’t have any weapon. I think we are going to be sex slaves….” she told her.
La Diabla opened her eyes and looked at Darby. She could feel her emotions and it was true. Thalia was a much different kind of threat. She felt her nerves getting more frazzled and she grew very worried. She wished she could reassure Darby that they would somehow get out of this situation, but she didn’t know how. “There has to be a way….we can’t end up as sex slaves to that woman. We will figure it out.” she told her.
“I believe you….but what will we do? We are both nekkid right now and no weapons. We are going to be on a ship and if we get to Greece, I am sure we will be unable to do anything there. Salem, if this ends badly for us, I want to let you know that I appreciate you. It is kind of strange that we were once great rivals, and then we became so close. Now we are going to have the same fate. I just wanted to let you know that before we go on that journey.” Darby told her. She was starting to get emotional and wanted to at least express some kind of feelings before their fates were sealed.
La Diabla heard those words and she smiled. It was true. She and Darby came a very long way from when they first met. Now they were in a dire situation again and this time it looked more hopeless than the time in Santa Selena. “Yeah, we have come a long way, my sweet Darby. You know how much I care about you too. Don’t worry, we will be ok. I don’t know how, but somehow we will….” she told her, then closed her eyes and tried to block out the feelings of soreness that kept resonating in her body.
“Yeah, we will…..” Darby responded. She felt the emotion in those comments, and she took a deep breath. She hoped they would be able to find a way out of this situation, but it appeared to be hopeless. She knew that if they did not think of a way out of this moment, the rest of her life would be spent in a foreign country doing horrible things every single day. In one way, having La Diabla with her meant that someone she cared about would be with her there. She wanted to start believing, but her emotions started to get to her. She was so very afraid of what was going to happen next. She put her face in her hands and tried to hold back the tears. She did not want to show emotion at this moment. She wanted to stay strong, even though deep down inside, she knew her fate may be sealed.
THE NEXT MORNING
Phoebe slowly started to stir as a beam of sunlight washed across her face. She slowly opened her eyes and then looked at the window. She realized it was morning and she smiled. She then turned to her left and saw another person lying in the bed with her. She was happy as she thought it was Bessie, but then she saw the red hair. Her mind started to realize that she was back in her current situation. She was in Mexico and the woman next to her was the young, Becky Lockhart. It was now morning and today was going to be a very busy day. The previous night started to come to her mind, and she remembered what took place with her and the young apprentice. Becky had returned from the fort and they both realized that Darby and the others may have been captured. The young woman was emotionally distraught and over time, she managed to make her feel better. She even got to play with her bare feet, tickling them and softly stroking them to make her laugh. After that was done, she brought back food and they both ate. Phoebe learned a lot more about Becky. She learned where she was raised and the things she did. She really took a liking to the woman and hoped that somehow, she could figure out a plan to rescue the others. She was a Deputy’s Apprentice after all, which meant she had to have some kind of skills to even be a part of law enforcement. She then reached over and patted Becky’s right shoulder, as she was lying on her left side. “Becky? Becky, wake up. It is morning.” she said softly.
Becky began to stir as she felt her right shoulder being touched. She slept soundly and tried to get her mind to wake up. Then thoughts started to come to her, and she quickly sat up! She shook her head and began to rub her eyes. She turned to her right and saw Phoebe looking right back at her. She also realized she was in her bra and underwear as she took her clothes off before going to sleep. Phoebe was in her pajamas, and she did look radiant, even in the morning. She remembered when her feet were stroked and how turned on she was. Her mind wondered if during the night, she did anything with Phoebe of a sexual nature. She quickly dismissed those thoughts as the anxiety of today was making her think things. “Good mornin’. How did ya sleep?” she asked.
“I slept surprisingly well. I mean, I wish I was back home, but I did get some rest. How about you?” Phoebe responded and asked. She started to feel nervous because this was a day that would seal their fates forever. She looked at the young woman and knew a lot was riding on her abilities. She saw her in her bra and then looked at her face. Becky was really cute and friendly but was she able to handle such a dangerous situation? She told herself she just had to trust in her and everything would work out.
“Yeah, I slept good. I guess we should get ready. Big day ahead of us….” Becky told her, then got out of the bed. She could feel the floor on her barefeet, and she looked for her clothes. She felt really nervous because this was a day she had to come through. So many people depended on her, and she had to make the right decisions. She found her jeans and started to put them on. “I was thinking, I might have an idea on what to do.” she said as she slipped her right leg through the jeans legs, her barefoot coming out at the end.
“Oh? What did you have in mind?” Phoebe asked. She was surprised that Becky was thinking of a plan, and she hoped it would be a good one. She got out of bed and started to remove her pajamas. She didn’t feel embarrassed as Becky was a nice girl and her seeing her semi naked was no big deal. Even though she felt arousal the previous night from playing with her feet, right now was not the time to think of sex. It was time for action.
“Well, I remember somethin’ muh brother told me when he was visitin’ us back home. He talked about doing some infiltratin’ into dangerous places. So, I figure I would have to do the same. If I can find a way inside the fort, maybe I can find where our friends are and set them free. I know there will be a fight, but we have no other choice.” Becky told her. She remembered when her brother Rory would come back to visit and give her stories of his adventures. He talked about sneaking into a dangerous location and managed to sneak some things out of there that was needed for the army to have. She always loved his stories and now she would have one for him. Unless she failed. She finished putting on her jeans and now she started to put on her socks and her boots.
“I like it. That sounds awfully dangerous, but it needs to be done. Do you think you can sneak in without being noticed? What do you want me to do?” Phoebe asked as she put on her clothing. She put on her blue dress and also put on her black leather boots. She wondered what her role would be as she did want to help. She saw Becky finishing putting on her shirt and then the freckled woman looked at her.
“I want ya to call Sheriff Dickerson. Tell him we need him at the border. I am thinkin’ that if I get them free, we may have to make a run for it. We may have to race to the border, and they will be chasin’ us. If they see him there, they won’t keep following us.” Becky suggested. She had no idea how she was actually going to pull this off, but it sounded like a reasonable plan.
Phoebe put her right index finger to her lip and thought about the plan Becky just gave. It sounded like a good plan. If she could somehow free their friends, they may have to get to the border fast. If Sheriff Dickerson was there with his men, then Thalia wouldn’t pursue because she would be on American soil and would get arrested. She started to get excited about the idea and had an idea as well. “I like it! That sounds very plausible, and it might work. Risky, but what other choice do we have? After I call the Sheriff, I will take a wagon or a carriage near the fort for everyone to escape in. I know you took one on the way down there yesterday, but there are more women as well. I want to help!” she told her.
“Yeah, sure! Ya can help like that! I will take a horse down there and figure out a way to get in. That should give you plenty of time to contact the Sheriff and then get down there yourself. I like this plan!” Becky said with excitement in her voice.
“Well, let’s get to it. There is no time to waste. Our friends may be in deep trouble!” Phoebe told her. She felt excited about the plan and hoped it would work. She saw Becky with that gap toothed grin and that let her know that at least she felt confident in what she was about to do. It was risky and there was a lot of potential danger, but they had to do it. She then left the room, following Becky. She walked with her down the stairs and she felt her stomach churning with nervousness. Her part was simple. Contact Sheriff Dickerson and then find a carriage to take to the old fort. She probably had to drive it herself as they did not want some bystander in potential danger. They were now in the hotel lobby area, and she took a deep breath. This was the moment they waited for. “Ok Becky, I am going to find a phone to contact Sheriff Dickerson. Are you ready?” she asked.
Becky smiled nervously as the plan she thought of was about to begin. This was her moment to shine. This was the moment she could prove to Darby and more importantly to herself that she could handle such a dangerous mission. She looked at Phoebe and could see the concern on her face and she couldn’t blame her. She was only an apprentice, and this was something military folks did. She swallowed hard and then grinned. “Yeah, I am ready! Don’t forget to come get us. There are a lot of us, and we need to get away quickly.” she responded.
“Got it. Ok Becky let’s do this. Good luck. I will pray for you and everyone else. Please, bring them back safely.” Phoebe said with some emotion in her voice. She then leaned forward and gave Becky a hug. She wanted to comfort her and give herself comfort as this was the moment of truth.
Becky felt good as she felt Phoebe’s hug. She loved the fact that this rich woman was so kind and comforting. She could see why Darby was friends with her. She looked forward to interacting with her even more as time went on. She felt the hug break and she smiled at Phoebe. “Don’t ya worry now! Everything will be great! I will show ya!” she shouted then turned around.
Phoebe smiled when she heard that voice of confidence and then saw Becky turning around. Her eyes then went wide as saucers as she saw Becky turn right into a waiter! She watched her crash into the man and now the silver platters went high into the air and then crashed down onto the ground in a very loud noise. The waiter fell forward and slipped. When he hit the ground, that made Becky trip and she stumbled forward into an older woman! She was stunned as she watched this all unfold.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!” Becky screamed as she crashed into the older woman. She barely managed to not land on top of her and rolled on the ground. She then got back to her feet quickly and saw the mess she had just caused. There were many people rushing over, trying to clean up the mess and help the waiter and the older woman up. There was a lot of yelling and concern and she looked at Phoebe. “Did I just do that?” she asked sheepishly.
Phoebe was in shock, and she heard the waiter cursing at Becky in Spanish. She then watched as Becky helped the older lady up and then quickly got out of there before she caused any more trouble. She then realized that the fate of her friends was now in the hands of someone who seemed very clumsy. “This better work….” she mumbled to herself.
Thalia was sitting at the table and having her breakfast. She felt really refreshed this morning as she had a good night’s sleep. Today was the day she was going to head back home. The last two days were filled with such great accomplishments. She destroyed every woman she set out to find. Crushing Darby and her friends were going to be something she would remember and brag about for a long time. Her mind thought about her friends Helga and Svetlana. She wondered if there was a way to break them out of prison. She wanted to reform their alliance and let them have their way with Darby and even La Diabla. She also thought about the sexual release she yearned for as she remembered how she dominated her business partner in this mission, Sabrina Alamain. It was a great pleasure playing with her and she felt nothing could stop her at this moment. Thalia thought about what she was going to do today. Before they left for Greece, she figured they could have some fun with Veronica and the young Kylie. Might as well break everyone under her clutches. She then snapped out of her trance as she finished eating a strawberry when she heard Amalia approaching her. “Yes, Amalia?” she asked.
“Thalia, Rose is back, and she says your visitor is here. Shall I let her in?” Amalia asked.
Thalia grinned as she remembered who the guest was. It was part of the deal she made when she found out about this fort. After destroying Darby and friends, she figured this guest should at least see the results. She nodded her head and then watched as Amalia went back out of the room. She looked around the room and saw both Carissa and Peta chowing down on their breakfasts, and she felt really relaxed. Then she saw the door opening and she saw a familiar face. There were two women walking in along with Rose and Amalia. One of the women was shorter and had short brown hair and looked really meek and docile. The other one was taller, wearing a white blouse, blue jeans and long black leather boots. Her blond hair was tied back in a ponytail, and she had a grin on her face. “Priscilla Montenegro, you made it. Please, sit down.” she told her and then pointed to a chair close to her.
Priscilla walked into the interrogation room and felt giddy. When Rose contacted her at her home and told her about the battle that took place at the fort and the results, she felt like having an orgasm at that very moment. Her arch enemy, La Diabla, was defeated and broken along with Deputy Darby. That gave her such a thrill as she remembered her defeat at the hands of those two women. They utterly humiliated her by torturing her and making her cry. They also forced her to apologize to a woman she hated with every fiber in her being, Cheyenne. She spent all these last seven months stewing over that embarrassing moment and now she was going to have the last laugh. She was very impressed with Thalia as the woman seemed even more powerful than Helga. Helga was defeated, Thalia wasn’t. Priscilla sat down in the chair and had a large smile on her face. “Thalia Laskaris! We meet again! I was told that you took care of a problem I had. Hehehe” she said with glee.
Thalia nodded her head affirmatively and grinned. “Yes. You were right. La Diabla did in fact accompany Darby. Now she is a broken mess. Hehe” she smiled.
Priscilla clapped her hands together in excitement as she loved hearing those words. She wondered if she would ever see La Diabla crushed and broken ever again. She loved it when she broke her in that cavern in Santa Selena, but the outlaw managed to get revenge by escaping. The torture she endured was very humiliating and she would think about it from time to time. “Can I see her???!!! I want to see her broken body. I want to see her crushed spirit! Please?” she asked.
“Hahahaha You’re funny. Yes, we can go see her and Darby. I think you will enjoy what we did to her. We will leave today with them, and they will live out the rest of their days as sex slaves. Although it may take La Diabla a little while for her to use her pussy. I put a cream inside her pussy. It destroyed her.” Thalia told her. She then thought about those agonizing screams from the outlaw, and it gave her a great thrill.
“You used the cream?? The same kind Helga used?? That horrible itching cream???” Priscilla asked. The thought of that cream being used on La Diabla really got her excited. She felt her excitement growing as this was much better than she thought. She remembered when the cream got applied to La Diabla’s nipples, her armpits and her toes. She remembered how much the outlaw suffered and was about to put it inside her pussy, but Darby sacrificed herself to prevent that from happening. Now hearing that Thalia put that cream inside La Diabla almost made her cream her own pants.
“Yes, in fact she asked for it. I was going to put it inside Darby, but La Diabla wanted it instead. Kind of crazy, but it was still a good time. Believe me, she will walk funny for a very long time.” Thalia told her. She grabbed another strawberry and took a bite. She loved eating fruit, and she was still in a great mood.
“I am not going to lie. Hearing that the evil bitch had that cream inside her pussy makes me, well, makes me wet. I want to see her! Can we see her now??! Please??!!!” Priscilla said, sounding like a child getting a Christmas gift.
Thalia shook her head and smiled. She loved Priscilla’s enthusiasm, and they had time to take a tour of the cell area. She figured it would add to the humiliation and shame. She stood up from her chair and waved her hand. “Follow me….” she told her.
Priscilla stood up and felt her stomach churning with excitement. This was going to be a glorious moment for her. She then looked over at her assistant and maid, Francine. “Francine, come with me as well. I think you will enjoy looking at a humiliated La Diabla. Didn’t you tell me she embarrassed you and made you her sex slave?” she asked.
“Yes, she did. Thank you, Madam.” Francine said sheepishly. She started to have mixed emotions at hearing about La Diabla’s demise. She did not like the outlaw, but when she was her sex slave, there were times she was treated like a human being. Being under Priscilla’s command was nothing but agony. The woman would berate her every single day and make her feel miserable. She really hated her life and wished she could go back home. But she was so scared of Priscilla and did not want to anger her, so she did everything she was told. She saw Priscilla walking with Thalia, and she followed them into the hallway. It was going to be interesting seeing La Diabla helpless.
Thalia walked into the cell area and walked down the corridor. She could see those torches burning on the wall, which illuminated her path. As she walked through the hallway, she looked into the cells to her right and to her left. She could see those prisoners in there and it made her feel good. She was going to bring Christos so many slaves back. She saw Bella, Gertrude, Mia, Gabby and even Bessie. She was getting closer to the end of the hallway where her most prized prisoners were. She could hear Priscilla mumbling in the background, and she was sure the evil woman was impressed with her. “Keep following me, they are at the end of the hallway.” she told them.
Priscilla was in awe of this corridor. She could see the cells and it reminded her of that secret cavern in Santa Selena. She did miss running the sex trafficking ring and seeing all the helpless women inside them. She was delighted that they were still naked and that had to bring them great shame. She saw the women inside those cells, and they all looked defeated. None of them were standing up and even trying to move around. She wondered if they were all tortured the same way Helga would torture the sex slaves in her former sex trafficking ring. She then looked into one of the cells and she stopped in her tracks. She saw a very beautiful African American woman with that sexy mocha colored skin. Her eyes lit up as she recognized who it was! “Wait, you have Bessie??? Bessie Johnson????” she asked.
Thalia stopped and turned around. She could see Priscilla looking into a cell and she smiled. She remembered that it was Bessie that helped bring down that trafficking ring, so Priscilla would enjoy seeing her in that cell. She walked up to the cell and could see a naked Bessie sitting on the cold ground, with her knees to her chest. She then looked at Priscilla who had a look of pure joy on her face. “Yes, I captured her too. I used her to lure Darby down here and it worked. In case you wondered, I tortured her too.” she explained.
“Thalia, I think I love you! Hahahahaha” Priscilla said with so much admiration in her voice. Knowing that Darby, La Diabla AND Bessie was captured and tortured really warmed her heart. It was like the Greek bounty hunter got her revenge for her without her even asking. She looked inside the cell and saw a naked Bessie. This was too good for her to pass up. “Hey Bessie!! Look at me!” she yelled.
Bessie knew someone was looking into her cell and heard some voices. She felt horrible being in this cell all day and night. There was no one there to comfort her or help her. She cried often as she knew she was broken. She still had a lot of mental anguish for what Thalia called her and she now believed. She felt like a whore and figured she would always be one. She heard a voice calling out to her and it sounded really familiar. She slowly lifted her head and then what she saw horrified her. She couldn’t believe who she was looking at. It was a woman that was so evil and cruel, she wished she stayed in prison. She remembered how she treated her dear friend, Cheyenne, and now she was there looking at her. She felt pain inside that she was the one becoming a sex slave and that woman was walking around free. She then felt herself getting emotional as even someone as horrific as Priscilla was looking at her as a broken mess.
Priscilla saw Bessie’s face and she smiled. It was because Bessie eventually had Darby and La Diabla break free from their captivity that turned everything around. She then noticed something on Bessie’s forehead. She squinted her eyes to make sure she was reading it correctly. “Thalia? Is the word ‘slut’ on her forehead?” she asked.
Thalia chuckled a little as she also noticed the word was written on Bessie’s forehead. That was one of her better moments as she made the beautiful woman admit she was a whore and a slut. She could see the sadness in Bessie’s eyes and knew she had really broken her deep, all the way to her soul. “Yes, I painted it on her forehead to remind her and let everyone else know she is a slut. I also painted ‘whore’ on her stomach. That’s what she is and that is what she will always be.” she told Priscilla.
“Hahahaha you hear that??? You are nothing but a WHORE, Bessie! A WHORE!! Serves you right. You are the reason I am not running my sex trafficking ring now. You are a traitor, and I am happy you are finally revealed as to who you truly are. Hahahahaahahahaha YOU SLUT!!!” Priscilla laughed. She loved seeing that look of defeat on Bessie’s face and she really wanted to see Darby and La Diabla now. She really hoped they were absolutely humiliated as well. She turned to Thalia and smiled. “Ok, I am ready to see them now! This will be good!” she said with joy in her voice.
“Follow me then…..” Thalia told her. She then started to walk further down the corridor, and she finally arrived at the final two cells in the hallway. She wanted her two greatest prizes in these cells and loved knowing they were in there, trapped and helpless. She had put the other two women she captured, Veronica and Kylie in the other cellblock on the other side of the fort. She remembered she would have to walk all the way down there later so she could play with them as well. She looked inside the cell to her left and saw La Diabla lying on the floor. She could see her naked body and could see the painful expression on her face. She knew she was still suffering from the aftereffects of that cream and that gave her great joy. “Well, there she is. Take a look.” she told Priscilla, then pointed at the cell.
Priscilla walked towards the cell with great excitement in her body. She couldn’t help but flash a huge smile as she was about to see her worst enemy behind those bars. She approached the cell and looked inside. What she saw brought a huge smile to her face. She saw a very naked La Diabla laying on her back with her hands over her head. She could tell she was either resting or she was dead. She could see those breasts, that flat stomach and could even see her pubic area. She saw that it appeared to be shaven, and she then saw the barefeet. She remembered this look as she once had La Diabla stripped completely naked and at her mercy. Seeing her in this state sent such a tremendous amount of happiness in her body, she felt like crying. She put her hands to her mouth and then she started to laugh. It was the kind of laughter that started small, but then grew louder. This was the sweetest sight she had witnessed in months! “hehehe….heheheHEHEHE….HEHEHEHEHEHE…HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA WAKE UP YOU BITCH!!” she shouted.
La Diabla was resting her eyes when she heard a commotion. She had no idea what it was but then she heard a laugh. A very familiar laugh. She opened her eyes and looked up towards the cell door. She started to focus her eyes and she thought she saw a ghost, or she was severely hallucinating. She could see that face and that blond hair, and it made her stomach turn. She was now fully conscious, and she knew who that woman was. It was the woman she hated to her core. A woman she truly enjoyed torturing and breaking her. Her history with this woman went very deep and very emotional. This was the one person on Earth where she could say she truly hated her. She remembered what she did to her and that was such a humiliating moment in her life. But what really made her hate her with every fiber of her being was what that woman did to a woman she cared about so much. That woman tortured her friend Cheyenne so much. The cruelty she gave Cheyenne was unforgiveable and now she felt her anger rising. She also realized she was naked in front of her, but she didn’t care. She glanced over and also saw Thalia standing there next to her. La Diabla started to wonder if they were working together. “Priscilla…..you evil bitch! Why are you here?” she asked with venom in her voice.
“I am here to watch you for the final time! You stupid bitch, looks like I get the last laugh! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Priscilla laughed. This moment filled her with such joy, she didn’t know how to react. She started to think that perhaps this was a sign for her to return to her glory. She kept a low profile in Mexico while her husband Julio Montenegro dominated everything. She started to wonder if she should restart her trafficking business again. Having La Diabla being sent away as a sex slave was the perfect sign her time has come again. “I can’t wait to see you get shipped off to Greece and get your holes filled every day. Seeing you in this cage like the animal you are is perhaps the greatest gift I could receive. Hahahaha by the way, how does your pussy feel?” she gloated.
La Diabla closed her eyes and could feel her rage growing. Seeing Priscilla so happy at her expense really affected her and she felt absolutely humiliated. She could still feel the pain between her legs, and she slowly rolled to her left side, so she could hide the front of her body. She knew Thalia was next to her, so there was no chance for her to reach outside the cage and strangle that woman to death. “I promise you; we will meet again. When we do, we will end this.” she muttered.
“How? You will be in Greece! You don’t have Bessie to save you now. She is a naked, crying whore in a cage herself! I win, La Diabla! I WIN!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Priscilla laughed. She rubbed her hands and just couldn’t contain her happiness at the moment.
Darby looked up from her cell as she heard the voices in the corridor. She looked over and noticed Thalia standing there facing La Diabla’s cell. She also noticed the tall blond woman standing next to her and she had to wipe her eyes. She then heard the voice, and she recognized it immediately. It was Priscilla!! That woman had escape apprehension back in California and now, she was standing there. She wished she could get out of this cell and capture her again. She also despised the woman and felt her blood starting to boil. She could hear her mocking La Diabla and it really got her upset. She knew just how much La Diabla hated her. She also remembered the cruel things that woman did to her friend, Cheyenne. She was there when the young Native American princess almost killed her with a knife she had. Darby remembered the cruel things Priscilla told Cheyenne and she didn’t blame her for wanting to plunge that knife into that woman to end her. She remembered just how much Cheyenne was hurting and it still broke her heart. She was the one to console Cheyenne and was very pleased when she was captured. Now, she was right there. She then heard Priscilla mention Bessie’s name! She heard her say she was naked and in a cage. “What?! Bessie is here???” she called out.
Priscilla heard a voice behind her, and she turned around. She wanted to know who was calling out and when she saw who it was, another large smile formed on her face. It was Darby!! She hated La Diabla the most, but she also truly hated Darby. She was the one who arrested her and was sending her to jail. She felt a sense of pride growing as she knew she was about to be shipped off too. She then turned around and walked towards that cage. It was time to speak to a woman who dared apprehended her. “Why, what do we have here? It is Plotsville’s greatest hero! Deputy Darby Reeves. Like I told that slut girlfriend of yours, look who has the last laugh now! You thought you were so invincible, didn’t you? Looks like my friend Thalia put you in your place! Hahahaha good luck being a sex slave in Greece. You know, I think it is destiny. Christos Andino was on his way to buy sex slaves from me. How ironic it is that I would have sold you to him then, but you still wind up going to him anyway? Hahahaha Oh, I love this moment!” she shouted with joy.
Thalia couldn’t help but grin as she heard Priscilla having the time of her life. She heard her say they were friends, and that wasn’t anywhere near the truth. She had some respect for Priscilla, but not much. Her failure to take care of La Diabla and Darby resulted in her friends being captured. It was funny listening to her berate the two prized prisoners, but she was done here. She wanted to go back into the dining room and start to get ready for her departure. She didn’t want to waste too much time being down here as there were things to do. “Ok, you ready? You saw them, now let’s go. I have things to do.” she told her.
Priscilla looked over at Thalia and could see the serious look on her face. She wondered why that woman was not more jovial at the moment. But she did have fear of her and figured it was time to go. Seeing Darby and La Diabla behind bars and completely naked was definitely an accomplishment and a highlight. She did not want to anger the Greek bounty hunter and she nodded her head. “Yes, I am ready. We can go now. Oh, and both La Diabla and Darby, from the bottom of my heart, I hope you both get a dick rammed into your mouth in a daily basis. It will finally shut you both up. Bye you whores!” she said, then started to walk with Thalia.
Darby watched her leave and felt such anger within her. Seeing Priscilla so happy really got to her and she hoped that one day, she would capture her. She just needed to get her to American soil where she would be arrested immediately because of her escape from apprehension. She then looked over at La Diabla who was lying on her left side, so she could see her back. She knew how much the outlaw hated Priscilla and wondered what she may have been thinking. “Salem, I can’t believe that woman is here. This just keeps getting worse…” she told her.
La Diabla heard Darby’s voice and she tried to calm herself. Seeing Priscilla really got her blood boiling, and the image of Cheyenne’s face entered her mind. She hoped that evil woman would not go after her again. She also resented the fact she was free. She felt humiliated because that woman was gloating in front of her and there was nothing she could do about it. “I hate that bitch…More than you can ever imagine. I promise, I will get her. We will cross paths again and she will pay a price…” she said with venom in her voice.
Thalia entered the dining room again and sat back down. Peta and Carissa had finished and were cleaning up the area. She saw Priscilla sit down and that woman still had the biggest grin on her face. “As you can see, everything is taken care of. They will never bother you again.” she told her.
“Yes!!! Oh, that was the SWEETEST thing ever! Thank you, Thalia. That was a great moment. Now, I do want to ask a favor of you.” Priscilla told her. She then leaned forward and clasped her hands together. When she heard she would be meeting Thalia this day to see a destroyed La Diabla, she also wanted to discuss business. She was getting inspired by the events that took place and the only regret she had was that she didn’t watch it happen.
“A favor? What favor?” Thalia asked. She could see a gleam in Priscilla’s eyes, and she wondered what she was about to say. She had a hunch but waited to hear the answer.
“Seeing what you did here inspired me!! I want a meeting with your boss, Christos Andino. I want to get back into the trafficking game, and I believe we can make a great partnership. Can we make that happen?” Priscilla asked.
“A meeting with Christos? I don’t know when he will be back to Mexico. I can pass the message to him that you want to meet him. No promises.” Thalia responded. Her hunch was right, and Priscilla was trying to form an alliance with her employer.
“Thank you. I appreciate that. Well then, I guess we will be in contact. Mind if I have some breakfast? I didn’t eat before I traveled here. I was too excited! Haha” Priscilla asked. She kept thinking about how she was going to get things set up and make more money. She felt a little nervous around Thalia, but she definitely respected her.
“Sure, take as much food as you like. Speaking of which, since we have such a long boat ride, I need our prisoners fed their breakfast. Let me see who can feed them….” Thalia asked as she looked around the room. She looked for Amalia who wasn’t in the room at the time.
“How about I get my servant to do it? Think of it as a friendly gesture to our possible business venture in the future! She needs to get working anyway. Got to keep her active.” Priscilla offered.
“Ok, that sounds good. Tell her that the food for the prisoners, some oatmeal, is behind the fort. It should be in a crate. Then she can go feed all of them. Tell her to hurry up and we do have some festivities we want to get to as well.” Thalia accepted.
“Great! Francine? You heard Thalia! Now, get to work! Do it!” Priscilla commanded. She then looked at Francine and saw her head nodded affirmatively and then walked out of the room. “Good help is so hard to find these days…hahahaha” she quipped.
Becky slowed her horse down as she was near the fort. She felt her nerves going wild as she was about to embark on a mission that would not only determine her chances of being a deputy, but also her life was at stake. She had to somehow make things work perfectly. She told Phoebe her plan, but it wasn’t a specific plan. She had no idea how she was going to infiltrate the fort. She had no idea how many of the Greeks there were. She was risking everything, and she had no specific idea. She came upon the wagon that she rode in earlier with Darby and the others. She then stopped her horse and figured this would be a good place to leave the horse. She got off the animal and took a deep breath. “Ok Becky Lockhart. This is yer chance to do things right! I don’t know what I am gonna do, but I have to use muh brains!” she told herself.
Becky slowly went back to the hill she was originally on when she fell and hit her head. She remembered the hill would have a bird’s eye view of the fort and maybe she could see something that would help let her know what to do. She thought maybe she could see some kind of opening or something. When she got to the rock formation on top of the hill, she checked that she had her gun first, and then she looked at the rocks. She carefully walked on the rocks, trying to make sure she didn’t fall this time. She managed to get to where she was supposed to be originally and now, she looked down. She could see the fort from the side view. She could see where the front gate was, but she could also see behind the fort as well. Her eyes scanned the area, and she couldn’t find anything too obvious. She couldn’t even tell if there were people inside. She did see a carriage of sorts in the front of the fort. It looked very stylish and wondered who it belonged to. She kept looking around the fort area for another ten minutes and started to get really nervous. She still did not have a way in and now she wondered if this plan was going to work. She couldn’t go back to Phoebe empty handed or go to Sheriff Dickerson like that too. Then she saw something! She pulled out her looking glass and saw a woman behind the fort going to some kind of crate. The woman had short brown hair and what made her stand out was that she was not wearing the black, military style uniforms the other Greeks wore. She wondered who the woman was as she appeared small and petite. “I wonder who she is. She doesn’t look like a warrior. Maybe she showed up in that fancy carriage. I wonder if she is just a worker. Hey, I got an idea! Perhaps that’s muh ticket to get inside!” she said to herself with excitement.
Francine walked outside of the fort and headed towards the large crate, holding a platter with nine bowls. She was ordered to retrieve food from it and had to go feed the prisoners. She felt absolutely horrible she was part of this trafficking ring, but she had to obey. She was happy that Priscilla seemed like she was in a very good mood, and it was kind of pleasing to see a naked La Diabla in her cage. As she arrived at the crate, she thought about how her life brought her to this point. She really missed her family, and she even missed her old life back in Frankstown. She missed working for Madam Olivia and now she was relegated to being a servant to a woman with no heart. She placed the platter down on the ground and started to open the crate. It was a little heavy, but she had to work hard to get it open. She had to do her job and the last thing she wanted to do was make Priscilla angry and ruin her very happy mood. She hoped when they returned to the Montenegro house, she would be able to at least go back to her room and just have a moment of peace. The lid finally opened, and she reached inside and started to scoop the oatmeal out of the container in the crate and into the bowls.
Becky carefully made her way down the hill towards the back of the fort. She figured if she could somehow get to that woman, she might be able to get in. She had no idea what she was going to do once she did approach the woman, but she also had to make sure the woman did not scream. Once she got down the hill, she looked at the tall wooden fence. She took a deep breath and had to get over this fence as fast as she could. It reminded her of the climbing wall she trained on back at the Sheriff’s station. She then jumped up, placed her hands on top of the fence and then started to climb up over the fence. She was feeling a sense of accomplishment as she remembered the many attempts she practiced back in Plotsville and now it was paying off. Once she got to the top, she quickly made her way over and landed on her feet. She realized she had made it and she smiled! Her mind was excited that her training was paying off, now she had to go sneak up on that woman. She started to run across the field and went towards the edge of the fort wall. She then peered over and could see the woman’s backside. Becky moved a little and could also see a back entrance from which the woman came from. She wondered if she should just go inside, but she had no idea where she was going. She did notice the woman was filling many bowls with something and figured it must have been breakfast. It was going to be breakfast for either the Greeks, or perhaps the prisoners. She kept thinking about the situation and figured it had to be for the prisoners because she doubted Thalia and her friends would eat something coming from a crate instead of fresh food. “Ok Becky, time to sneak up on her and get her to lead me to muh friends!” she thought to herself.
Francine continued to scoop out the oatmeal and was oblivious to someone rapidly approaching her from behind. She already filled four of the nine bowls and kept working. Then she heard something. It sounded like a twig or something and she turned around. She saw someone approaching her and it startled her! She dropped a bowl as she saw a tall, red headed woman in pigtails approaching her and she was about to scream!
Becky saw that Francine turned around before she could get there and saw she was about to scream. She knew she had to do something, or her entire plan was going to blow up. She pulled out her gun and pointed it at Francine. It was the first time in her life that she had ever pointed a gun at another human being, and it frightened her. She knew this was the first of many new experiences she had to encounter if she wanted to be a deputy. She really hoped she wouldn’t have to pull the trigger. “Sssshh!!!! Don’t scream! I just wanna talk to ya!” she told her.
Francine froze in place as she saw the gun pointed at her. She had no idea who this woman was or what she wanted, but she knew if she screamed, she could be shot! Terror filled her body and she started to feel really sad. She put her hands up and she started to feel her emotions running high. She saw the gap-toothed woman approach her and she looked up at her. It was surprising that the woman had a friendly looking face, and she also knew she had no money on her. “W-What do you w-want? Please don’t k-k-kill me….” she stuttered in fear.
Becky got close to Francine and did a quick turnaround towards the back entrance of the fort. She wanted to make sure no one was looking. She then turned her head back towards Francine and could see how frightened she was. The woman was starting to tremble, and she could see the fear on her face. She started to think this woman probably was not really associated with the Greeks and might have been some kind of assistant instead. She wondered if she could befriend the woman and hopefully get her to help her. “I am not gonna kill ya. In fact, I am gonna put muh gun down. But do not scream, or I will have no choice. Ok?” she told her.
Francine nodded her head as she did not want to be shot. She wondered what this woman wanted if she was going to lower her gun. Then another thought entered her head. It was as though she had seen this woman before, or someone who looked like her. That red hair, the height, the deputy like appearance and then it dawned on her. This woman looked like Deputy Darby Reeves! It wasn’t her as she saw Darby within her cell, but this woman was so very similar. She wondered if this was a relative of Darby’s who was trying to rescue her. “Please, don’t hurt me. W-Who are you?” she asked with fear in her voice.
“Muh name is Becky Lockhart, and I am a deputy of Plotsville! Well, actually I am an apprentice, but you get the idea. Hehehe” Becky told her. She could sense this woman was not a true physical threat and it was time to get to know her a little bit. She knew she had to hurry because the Greeks may come out looking for the woman. “What is your name? And are there other people inside that fort?” she asked.
“M-My name is Francine. There are others in there….” Francine responded. She was still stunned that this conversation was even taking place. The strange part was that Becky seemed really friendly and not like the usual people she was around, especially with the Montenegros.
“Ok, thank ya Francine. It is nice to meet ya!” Becky told her, then extended her hand for a handshake. She thought if she could befriend the woman, she could potentially have her help her. Right now, it was about trying to get as much information as possible. She felt Francine shaking her hand in return and that was a really good sign. She did not want to appear threatening at all to her. “So, what do ya do here? Looks like ya want to feed an army. Hehehe” she giggled.
Francine’s mind was still blown away at the friendliness of this woman. She wondered if she was dreaming all of this as this woman was trying to make small talk. She also thought that since this woman was a deputy from Plotsville, she might be trying to rescue Darby. She did not want any part of that as she would be in trouble by Priscilla and her life was already very miserable. “Yes…I am getting breakfast ready for some people.” she said quietly.
“Well, I can help ya if ya like! Do you work for some of the people?” Becky asked, trying to continue the friendly conversation.
“Yes…..I work for….Mrs. Priscilla Montenegro. She is here visiting her friends.” Francine replied.
Becky’s eyes went wide with shock as she heard the name Priscilla Montenegro. She remembered reading how the woman was such an evil person and the chaos she caused in California. She remembered Darby telling her stories about those adventures and how much of a battle it was to overcome her. She also remembered reading about how Priscilla was rescued from custody and fled to Mexico. Now she was here! She wondered if Priscilla was behind Thalia arriving and getting revenge against Darby! She also remembered another fact about the evil woman. She treated everyone with great disdain and judging by Francine’s demeanor, she was probably treated horribly as well. She learned so much from Darby’s stories as she hung onto every word. If that was the case, she wondered if she could get Francine to break away from Priscilla and help her with this plan. “You work for Priscilla Montenegro? Um, I am sorry to hear that actually. I heard she was, well, not very nice to people.” she told her.
Francine smiled a little as she heard those words. It meant that people knew about Priscilla and her cruel ways. She could tell Becky was sympathetic to her and it felt nice to talk to someone who was not connected to Priscilla in any way. Back in Ciudad Zopilote, she knew other workers were deathly afraid of the woman and her husband, and they didn’t dare cross them. She also knew one of them could always tattle on anyone who said something bad, which would only enrage Priscilla even more. She saw the look on Becky’s face, and she felt the concern and sympathy. “Yeah, she is really hard to work for. She is not the nicest person in the world. You are not going to tell her I said that, are you??” she asked, with fear growing in her voice.
Becky heard that tone of voice and she knew poor Francine seemed so scared of Priscilla. Then another idea entered her head, and she could use that fear and potential loathing to her advantage. She was surprised she was thinking a few steps ahead in her loosely set up plan. “I will never tell her! I can tell ya are a very nice woman. I am surprised yer with her. Ya don’t need to be around her. She is a bitch! Hehehe” she giggled.
Francine chuckled as she heard that comment about Priscilla. She agreed with that sentiment with every fiber of her being. She started to wonder what Becky was planning on doing with her because she couldn’t have arrived to just make small talk with her. “hehehe she is! She really is. Um, Becky. Can I help you with something? Why are you here?” she asked.
Becky felt her heart beating faster when she heard that question. She really hoped her friendly approach helped put Francine at ease and that the woman was not going to yell for help. She figured this was the moment she had to get Francine to hopefully help her. She felt the butterflies and took a deep breath. “Well, I am here because muh friend is probably trapped inside there. I will be honest with ya Francine. Ya are such a nice woman. I need yer help. I want to know, are there ladies inside there that are captured?” she asked.
Francine was surprised at the question, and this was a moment of truth for her. She liked Becky’s demeanor and she absolutely hated being in this location with Priscilla and she even feared the woman named Thalia. She wanted to keep a low profile and hopefully avoid getting in trouble. She also knew Darby and others were down in those cells and realized their lives were in danger as well. She felt conflicted at the moment. She pondered if she should just say nothing, or if she should help Becky with her questions. She then looked at the ground, then back at Becky. She knew what she was about to do next would probably get her in deep trouble, but she could always say Becky attacked her. “Yes, there are ladies inside there. They are in cells, and I am getting their breakfast. Your friend Darby is in there. If you are a deputy from Plotsville, then I know you know her. Please don’t tell anyone I told you that….” she told her.
Becky started to feel flush as she finally got confirmation that Darby and the others were indeed captured. It meant the battle yesterday did not go well and somehow her getting knocked out saved her. Her own clumsiness prevented her from being captured and for the first time in her life, that horrible trait she had perhaps saved her very life. Now she had to act. She knew Darby and all the others needed her at this moment. This was it. This was when she had to act to save their lives. “She is??? Thank ya for tellin’ me, Francine. What are they gonna do with them?” she asked, feeling her adrenaline spiking.
“They are getting ready to be shipped to Greece. This really strong looking lady named Thalia told Priscilla she was sending the women back with her to Greece. They leave later today. Becky, please, please, please, don’t tell anyone I told you this! You don’t understand the danger I could be in if they found out I told you all of this! Promise me!” Francine told her. She knew she was betraying Priscilla and Thalia, but she liked Becky and figured she should help someone. She had history with Darby and also La Diabla and they were the reasons her life was led in the current direction, but she still felt horrible because she understood what it was like to be a prisoner. Over the last two years, she learned to be a lot more empathetic to others who were trapped like she was. She still had animosity towards La Diabla but seeing her like that really affected her. Even if La Diabla was doomed to be a sex slave, she could at least help the other women that were there.
Becky could sense that fear within Francine and she understood the risk the woman was committing to helping her. She then thought about helping her in return. She knew poor Francine was some kind of servant or sex slave and perhaps if she offered to rescue her too, the woman would be more likely to help her. “I promise ya I won’t say a word. Ya have been most helpful muh friend. Say, I can tell ya are very miserable. How about this? If ya help me rescue muh friends, I will rescue ya too. I can get ya away from Priscilla!” she offered.
Francine’s eyes lit up when she heard that offer. She had a chance to finally escape the clutches of Priscilla and for the first time in nearly two years, she could be free! She felt her body shiver and she could see the sincerity in Becky’s face. The thought of finally going back home to the United States sounded wonderful, but then fear took over again. “Can you really help me? I mean, I just see you here. Priscilla and Thalia have a lot of people too. Plus, they are very strong, especially Thalia. She scares me.” she told her.
Becky gulped when she heard that description and she knew that Thalia was something to be very concerned about. If someone like Darby and La Diabla were defeated, chances were she was not going to be able to defeat Thalia as well. But she had a purpose in her mission. She had to do this, or everyone would be lost. “I know they are, but Francine, with yer help, I can get some of muh friends free! We get them free, now we have the numbers too. I need ya to help me. Can ya do it? I promise ya, if we succeed, I will take ya back to yer home. I solemnly swear.” she offered.
Francine started to tremble as she considered that offer. It sounded so tempting to help Becky as it could lead to her own personal freedom. This might be the one chance she had to finally being free of servitude and go back home. She missed her family even though she was estranged from them when she worked in Frankstown. She missed her friends, and she missed her life. This chance may never arrive again and even though she was afraid, the chance to be free was so strong. She looked towards the heavens and sighed. She then looked at Becky’s face and saw that smile on her face. She could see those freckles and that gap toothed smile, and she decided to put it all on the line. If this young woman was willing to risk her own life and safety for others, then she could do the same. “Ok, I will help you. Please, please get me away from here. I want to go home. I really want to go home….” she responded and felt her eyes welling with tears.
Becky could see the emotion on Francine’s face and knew this woman must have suffered quite a bit. She felt so appreciative of her for risking her own well-being to help her. This motivated her to succeed in this mission and had to do whatever it took to get the job done. She stepped forward, then wrapped her arms around Francine in a hug. “Thank ya Francine. Ya are the best thing to happen to me today and I promise ya, we will get muh friends free. That includes ya. Ya are muh friend too.” she whispered into her ear.
Francine felt very emotional, and she wanted to start crying. Hearing Becky tell her those words and feeling that hug felt incredible. She finally had a chance to be free and go back home. She knew it was all a risk, but she liked Becky and this woman was willing to help her gain her freedom. “Thank you so much. Please, get me home.” she whispered back.
“Let’s go! Can you show me where muh friends are?” Becky asked. She was feeling good that she came up with some kind of plan and it seemed to be working. This pretty, but frightened woman was willing to help her, and she had to take advantage before she was discovered.
“I can show you. They are not all in one place, however. I know two of them are in another wing of the fort, and everyone else is in the other. I know the two women haven’t been tortured yet, but they will be soon.” Francine told her as she remembered what Thalia and Priscilla were discussing. She started to feel really nervous as she was about to help this woman free some prisoners. “I also know that they will be taken to the nearby harbor so they can get put on the boat and sail to Greece.” she added.
Becky was shocked to hear that last statement as the reality of the danger really took hold. Now she knew she had to act, or Darby and the others would be sent to Greece and never seen again. She thought about the two women in the other wing, and they seemed to be isolated and not tormented yet. She figured if this was their last day and they had to be tortured first, it was probably Darby and La Diabla. Those two women were the greatest prizes someone evil like Thalia would have. They would most likely be tortured last as the grand ending before leaving for home. She figured that’s what she would have done if she was evil, so she felt confident that freeing those two women would set things up for everyone to succeed. “Ok, let’s go to the two women. It sounds like they haven’t been really paid attention to yet, and if they haven’t been tortured yet, then we got to save them! Oh, by the way, how are they being tortured? Is there blood?” she asked, then gulped.
Francine heard the concern in Becky’s voice, and she knew she was probably very worried about her friends. “There’s no blood that I know of. But I know the torture they went through was really bad. They are all naked inside their cells. Thalia and Priscilla seemed really pleased.” she told her.
“That’s terrible! Ok muh friend, let’s go get them! We can save the day!” Becky told her and pumped her fist a little.
Francine giggled a little because this woman appeared to be a skilled deputy, but her demeanor made her wonder if she really was trained to handle something like this. It was worth the risk if it meant she could be free. “Ok, follow me. But you have to be very quiet. Let me finish filling these bowls, so in case anyone sees me, they think I am feeding the prisoners, ok?” she instructed.
“Gotcha! Good thinking! Here, let me help you fill them, so we can get movin’!” Becky told her. She then went to the crate and saw the large pot filled with oatmeal. She started to place the food inside the bowls and soon, every bowl was filled up and she handed it to Francine. This was the moment. She took a deep breath and smiled at Francine. “Ok, I’m ready….” she said with a hint of nervousness in her voice.
Francine took the tray and nodded her head. She then started to walk back to the fort entrance with Becky right behind her. She really hoped she did not encounter anyone on her way to the other wing. She made it to the door and took a peek inside. No one was there. She slipped inside and she heard Becky behind her. She made it to a corridor that extended in both directions. She turned and looked at Becky who was staring at the walls and seemed to be in awe. Her own heart started to beat even faster as everything going forward was high risk and there could be a major battle brewing. She felt her hands trembling as she thought about everything that was on the line. She prayed that she would not get caught because eventually, Thalia and her friends would notice the prisoners were missing. She thought that she should go feed the other prisoners first, so there would be time for her to be away from this area and not get blamed for the escape of the other two. She looked at Becky and realized this was her last time talking directly to her before this attempt began. “Ok, I will go to the other wing to feed the other prisoners. The wing you want to go to is right down that hallway. Good luck Becky. Please succeed and don’t forget about me.” she told her.
“Ya betcha! Thank ya Francine for everything ya have done. Ya will be a hero when it is all over! Oh, do ya have a key for their jail cells?” Becky asked. She thought about the moment she would find the prisoners, but she still had to get them out of the jails.
“Um, I don’t. Oh no! What will we do?” Francine asked. That was a great question posed by Becky and she didn’t have a key. Only the Greeks had the keys.
“I got an idea! I remember a long time ago, muh brother Rory taught me how to pick locks. I will need one thing from ya. Do ya happen to have a hairpin?” Becky asked. She recalled when she was in her early teens, she and her older brother would pick locks on her farm inside the barn. Rory taught her that a simple hairpin could be used to pick most locks. It was a skill she picked up and she never told anyone else. It was a fun secret to keep between her and her brother. Now that skill would come in handy at this very moment.
“I-I do! Here!” Francine told her as she turned her back towards Becky. She had short hair, but it was long enough to style up and look very pretty. Priscilla demanded that she grow her hair longer, and as it did, she did things to keep the short hair look. She then felt hands on the back of her head, and she felt the hairpin coming loose. Then she felt her hair get freed and she smiled. It looked like this plan might actually work.
“Thank ya! I got it!” Becky said as she held up the hairpin. She then saw Francine turn around and she could see the smile on her face. For the first time, she saw Francine with a genuine smile, and she thought she looked really nice. “Ya look really pretty, Francine. I like yer smile!” she told her.
Francine blushed a little as she heard the compliments. It had been a very long time since she heard something very nice about her and now she started to have hope. “Thank you. You are pretty yourself. Now, let’s get this done. I really want to go home.” she replied.
“Ya will. I promise ya!” Becky told her. She then watched as Francine started to walk away towards the other wing and now it was time for her to make her move. She took a very deep breath and then headed in the other direction. She wanted to find Darby and La Diabla and get them free! Under their leadership, she knew everything would turn out great!
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PART 16
Sabrina quivered a bit as she heard Thalia’s words. She had no idea what the woman had in mind and hoped she could figure it out in time. That quick breast tickling got her own body excited and now she saw Thalia moving her body around. She had gotten off of her and now she turned her body. She then felt Thalia back on top of her. She noticed Thalia’s head was now facing towards her feet and she could see the breasts hanging down. She then realized that Thalia’s groin was near her face and her knees were on either side of her head. She looked up and saw those auburn pubic hairs. Then she saw the sweet pussy of the Greek warrior. The lips were bright pink and looked very nice. She then felt her legs get spread open and she now understood what was to take place. Thalia was now in the “69” position. That realization sent shudders through her body as she had to taste Thalia’s pussy while hers was going to be devoured as well. This was an interesting moment for her because Thalia’s most private area did look really nice. She wondered if she could make this very powerful and strong woman cum her brains out. She then started to giggle a little as she felt fingers tickling her inner thighs. It was a very light tickle, but it drove her crazy. “Hehehehehe tickles! Tickles!” she squealed.
Thalia loved hearing those giggles as she tickled the inner thighs a bit. She wanted to make sure Sabrina was ripe and ready for her to have her way with that spot between the legs. Her eyes stared at the pussy. She saw those pussy lips and the pink insides. She took a sniff of the pubic area and could smell the arousal. That was what she wanted to know. After all the tickling and sexual play, was Sabrina aroused for her to feast? She then put her face closer to the mound and she then gave the pussy a kiss. She felt Sabrina’s body beneath her shake, and she smiled. She planted another kiss and then another. She then stuck out her tongue and gave the lips a gentle lick. That allowed her to taste the woman and she felt such intensity in her own body. “mmmmm…You taste good.” she moaned.
Sabrina felt her body fill with sexual pleasure as she felt those kisses on her most private spot. It felt absolutely amazing, and she couldn’t help but enjoy it. She didn’t think about her situation at the moment. She thought about sexual pleasure. Those kisses on her pussy set her sexual instinct off and she now wanted to have some release. She closed her eyes for a moment and felt those lips on her pussy and she started to swoon. It felt absolutely amazing, and she savored the moment. Her eyes then opened, and she saw those pink pussy lips of the Greek woman. She then lifted her head for a moment and got into position to taste Thalia. This was such a big moment. After watching Thalia sexually dominate so many women, she was now going to make her cum. It was getting surreal thinking about that kind of moment. Orgasms flowed this entire time she was in the fort and the leader was about to have hers. She could smell the arousal and now her own lust was getting to be an inferno. She then gave the pussy before her a small kiss. She could feel the body on top of her shiver and it gave her some delight knowing it must have felt good.
Thalia felt kisses on her pussy lips, and she loved it. She was very pleased that Sabrina finally got the hint and now she was going to enjoy some sexual bliss as well. She then stuck out her tongue and started to lap away at Sabrina’s mound. She could taste her lust and that only fueled her desires even more. She could feel those folds on her tongue, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the taste. She then felt something licking between her legs and that inspired her to keep licking Sabrina. “Mmmmmm so good….” she cooed.
Sabrina felt the more aggressive licking on her pussy, and it drove her absolutely wild. The pleasure was incredible, and she was in full lust. She did want some release after all the tickle torture and sexual conquering throughout this journey. She had her way with Mia Ramirez of Plotsville and she also had her way with her former lover, La Diabla. Everything was so sexually charged, and this would be the culmination of it all. She started to lick harder and now she could taste Thalia’s cream. It tasted really nice, and she continued to lap away at that juice. She wondered if she could get Thalia to cum before she was made to cum. It would be her final chance to have something on Thalia, or she would have been completely dominated. She located the clit and started to suckle on it. She knew she had to try and end this quickly because the licking on her own pussy was already getting her ready to explode.
Thalia could feel how aggressive Sabrina was getting in her licking on her mound and knew the woman was probably trying to make her cum first. It amused her that even after all the domination she did to her, the outlaw was still trying her best to compete. She smiled as she knew she could hold out for quite some time and now it was time to show her own pussy eating skills. She moved her head slightly forward, so that her mouth could fit onto the helpless pussy. She started to suck on the pussy lips and used her tongue to slide in between the pussy lips, tasting all of that sweet love honey. She started to grunt a little, trying to get more and more aggressive in the oral sex. She started to feel Sabrina’s licking slowing down which meant she was starting to succumb to her oral sex skills. It was now time to force another submission out of he and she located the clit. She sucked on the love button and also pressed her tongue on it, trying to drive absolute pleasure out of her. “Mmmmm…..mmmmmm…mmmmmm cum for me you slut…..cum for me….” she moaned.
Sabrina felt those very powerful licks on her clit as well as the sucking feeling. It felt absolutely incredible, and she felt herself succumbing to the pleasure. She slowed her own licking and knew she was losing this last contest. Her toes started to curl as the pleasure started to overtake her. She just could not stop that buildup of incredible pleasure now taking over her body. Her eyes closed and now her mouth came off the pussy as she felt that talented tongue now destroying her clit. She also felt somewhat ashamed as she heard Thalia calling her a slut as she devoured her pussy. That made her feel so weak and now she felt her body completely surrendering to this moment. Thalia had once again defeated her, and she was going to have an orgasm whether she wanted to or not. “Oooohhhh…..oooohhhh…feels SO good….” she moaned in pleasure.
Thalia continued to nosh her mouth on Sabrina’s soaking wet pussy, and she felt her starting to surrender to her tongue. She felt her own momentum flowing as she was going to make this woman cum her brains out. She wanted this last conquest. She wanted to demonstrate that she, and she alone was the alpha woman in this fort. She thought about how Sabrina would try to compete with her when they were tickling victims. She remembered how the outlaw would even try to show off when she was tickling Mia. This was a moment to make sure this woman knows who really the best was. She started to hear those moans and it fueled her even more. Her face and mouth moved faster as she could hear the tidal wave of an orgasm building up in Sabrina. Her mind started to think about this mission. Thalia felt really proud that her mission succeeded beyond her wildest imagination. She forced Bella Toscano to sell her farm. She witnessed one of the women who tortured Rose, Gabby, suffer a humiliating defeat. She witnessed the destruction of a mature woman named Gertrude from Plotsville. She enjoyed watching another citizen from Plotsville named Mia get tormented and broken. Then there was Bessie. Sweet, beautiful Bessie was now a total broken mess mentally and emotionally. That was such a crowning achievement as she really liked Bessie’s body. Then she finally got her hands on Deputy Darby Reeves. The object of her mission. The woman she thought about every day since she found out that her friends Helga and Svetlana were arrested and in prison. She defeated Darby in a physical fight and then had her way with her. She tickled the woman beyond recognition and thoughts of that ticklish body, especially those feet filled her mind and made her more aggressive as she licked, sucked and tasted Sabrina’s helpless pussy. Then there was La Diabla that was destroyed. She didn’t personally get to torment her, or even watch for that matter, but she was a crying mess by the same woman that she was dominating now. The sweetest part was when she applied that Cream onto the outlaw deep inside her pussy and around her hole in the ass. It was on those locations for quite some time and even though she finally applied the aloe solution to soothe those spots, La Diabla was going to suffer from the aftereffects for quite some time. Now, she was having her way with Sabrina’s pussy, and she wanted that last victory. Her own arousal was at the highest peak, and she wanted her release. But first, she had to make Sabrina lose all control and her will and she had one more orgasm to tear out.
Sabrina felt her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she felt the sheer aggression in Thalia’s performance of oral sex on her. That woman’s tongue was so strong and effective, it was tasting parts of her special place that drove the wildest sexual feelings in her body. She kept groaning in sheer erotic pleasure as the wave of an orgasm, the largest she ever experienced in life was building up. She let herself go and wanted to experience the joy of erotic lust. Her limbs fell and she started to grind her hips a bit, trying to fuck that tongue that was destroying her pussy. Her moans got stronger and her desire even more powerful. Her mouth was wide open, but no sound came out as she felt such tremendous pleasure. Then the licking stopped, and she felt her legs getting grabbed and pulled into the air. She felt herself being folded over where her toes were now touching the bed by her head and her ass was straight up in the air. Thalia was now sitting on her face, her dripping pussy right on her mouth and then she felt another aggressive attempt on her pussy. Now that her mound was upright, she could feel the full effect of Thalia’s tongue and that sent a tremendous amount of pleasurable feelings throughout her entire body. She was being dominated and there was nothing she could do. She could even hear the slurping and sucking and that drove her crazy. She closed her eyes and surrendered.
Thalia loved having Sabrina now folded over and she had clear access the pussy before her. She got really aggressive in her licking and the sound of Sabrina’s juices sloshing around really got her excited. She thought about how she would do this to Darby and every other sex slave to let them know she was in control, and nothing could stop her. She then focused on that clit and really went after it. It was time to tear an orgasm out of her, so that she could finally get her own release. She knew she could easily take that orgasm by inserting her hand, but she wanted to have the taste of victory. “Cum! Cum for your conqueror!” she declared as she then focused on sucking and licking that helpless clit.
Sabrina was on the verge of losing it. She heard those words and she felt completely defeated. She was being sexually conquered just like all the other victims. Her body did not care as the sheer amount of pleasure she was feeling was going to be something to remember for a long time. Then it hit! That last aggressive lick finally pushed her over that edge and her body seized up and a massive orgasm rocked her entire soul. She shook in pleasure, and she let out a primal orgasmic scream as the feelings really tore through every single nerve ending in her body. “OH FUCK!!!! YEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!! YESSSSSSSSSS!!! OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!!” she screamed.
Thalia watched and felt Sabrina having her orgasm. She knew she really pushed the outlaw over the edge as she saw the pussy squirt a little love honey. It wasn’t a lot, but the fact she made her squirt made her feel like she was the Empress of the world. Another woman fell victim to her and her sexual conquering ways. She then used her tongue to lap up those juices and it sent shivers in her victim. She wanted to lick every last drop and then she was going to have her own release. “You *lick* are all *lick* MINE! You *taste* so good you little whore *lick lick lick* mmmmmm so good!” she taunted.
Sabrina felt those additional licks and she felt shockwaves of pleasure flowing through her body. She also heard those taunts and she felt so embarrassed and ashamed. She was treated just like the other victims and referred to as a whore. She felt so helpless as she couldn’t fight this woman off and had surrendered herself to her. She then felt Thalia letting her legs go and she was now lying on the bed on her back and still slightly moving as she continued to feel the aftereffects of the tsunami of an orgasm she had. Before she could really feel like she was recovering. She felt a weight on her chest and opened her eyes. She was surprised as Thalia was now sitting on her chest and looking down at her. She could see the thick, long auburn colored hair dangling down and she saw the look in those eyes. She had a feeling what was about to happen next. “Mmmmm….mmmmm…” she whimpered helplessly.
Thalia looked down at Sabrina and smiled. She could see the defeat in her eyes and that gave her another feeling of pure sexual joy. Now it was finally her turn to have her release and this woman she forced to submit to her to do it. “Now, you will make me cum. You better do a good job, or I will just have to tickle you until you decide to do it right. Understand?” she commanded.
Sabrina felt a chill through her body as she was threatened with tickle torture if she did not get Thalia off. Her body was really sensitive at the moment and further tickle torture would only break her further. She nodded her head and then she saw that nice looking pussy coming closer to her face. She started to open her mouth and prepared to taste the sweet love nectar of her conqueror.
“Good….” Thalia simply responded as she lowered her pussy onto Sabrina’s mouth. She leaned her body forward to balance herself and then she felt something licking between her legs. She was thrilled that Sabrina was going to obey her and taste her. She felt the tongue moving faster and she could feel that pleasure building in her body. It had been a very long day filled with great moments and incredible sexual energy. She thought about Darby’s pussy and imagined her mouth there. That was going to be the first thing she would do while they were traveling back to Greece the next day. She was going to eat Darby’s pussy like a snack while they took that long voyage back home. That thought made her nipples tingle and combined with the licking on her clit, it excited her even more. She started to rock her body more, trying to create more friction as she wanted to cum so bad. “Lick harder! Lick faster! Come on, whore! LICK HARDER!!!” she yelled as she continued to rock her hips.
Sabrina was doing her best to perform oral sex on this aggressive woman’s pussy. She could taste those sweet juices and she did enjoy that, but the degrading of her persona was starting to bother her. She did not like being called a whore because she was not one. She may have had sex with multiple women, but those were victims and she loved it. But being in this position of submission and another woman dominating her sexually was new to her and it was starting to affect her mentally. Not even La Diabla degraded her like this, and she felt humiliated because she was helpless to do anything back. Thalia was her conqueror and she had to please her, or she would suffer again. She started to put a lot more effort into her oral sex because the sooner that woman had her orgasm, the sooner this would all be over. She kept hearing Thalia calling her names as she was building up to have an orgasm and she started to get emotional about it. She was a business partner, not some victim like the other women. She had to control her emotions to get the job done. She started to hear moans coming from the Greek bounty hunter and felt she was getting closer to pushing her over the edge. She just had to focus and keep going as best as she could.
Thalia felt Sabrina being more aggressive licking her between the legs and now she felt those pangs of an orgasm building. She loved the feeling in her body, and she curled her toes. The pleasure was building up and she rocked her hips faster. This was her crowning moment. This was her reward for all the things she did and the activities she performed. She dominated everyone and now, she could have her release. Her mind flashed to those deep pink feet of Darby’s and that sent another tingle between her legs. She thought about the screams of La Diabla when the cream was inside her and that gave another jolt. She thought about how she crushed Bessie emotionally after tickling her and now she was on the verge of her orgasm. She thought about how Bella was easily dominated and hearing her have an orgasm now put her right on that edge. Then she thought about easily sexually dominating her business partner and that set her off! She felt that orgasm finally crashing over her, and she let out a loud scream. “OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! YES!!!! AAAAAAAARRRGHHHHHHH YEESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!” she cried out.
Sabrina could feel Thalia’s body convulsing in pleasure and the pussy she was devouring got a lot more wet and she kept licking. She did not want to stop in case the Greek woman wanted her to taste every single drop. The fear of being tickle tormented filled her soul and she prayed she did a good job. She continued to lap away at that soaked mound.
Thalia felt multiple shudders in her body, and she let out a very satisfied moan. That orgasm felt amazing, and she finally got it out of her. She felt her toes curling, her body twitching and the amount of pleasure flowing over her body was very overwhelming. She finally got to release all the pent-up sexual tension and it really rocked her. She then got off of Sabrina’s face and then took a moment to gather her senses. She started to laugh, the kind of laugh someone who won a competition would have. She felt like she conquered the world, and this was the reward she got. She took a deep breath and then looked over at Sabrina. She loved how the outlaw was just lying on the bed, her face soaked in love honey, the defeated look in her eyes and how her naked body was so still. That sent a chill in her own body because she loved that kind of look. She then moved her head closer to Sabrina’s and gave her a kiss on her lips. She wanted one last taste of hers before she left for the night. “Mmmmmm you did good.” she simply told her.
Sabrina felt some relief as that kiss meant she did a good job. It was a very erotic moment as she realized she was the one who made Thalia cum. She was kind of forced into it, but at the end, she was the one who gave this unstoppable woman sexual relief. She then started to feel sad as she recalled all the names she had been called. It was one thing to lose physically to this woman, but why did she had to have her mind and her emotions toyed with? She didn’t like being treated like one of the prisoners and she tried to hold back that emotion. She looked over at Thalia and saw her getting off the bed. She hoped this meant everything was done and she could recover. She watched as the Greek bounty hunter started to get dressed. She had to admit that Thalia’s body was a physical wonder, and the woman was attractive. She saw her putting on her socks and then her pants. She thought she missed an opportunity to touch those large feet. Then she saw her putting on her uniform shirt and buttoning it up. She started to feel the sense of emptiness as now the woman who made her submissive was leaving. “Thalia? Why? Why did you call me a whore?” she asked.
Thalia was buttoning up her shirt as she heard that question. She smiled as she figured those words really must have hurt Sabrina and she liked it. She turned her head towards Sabrina and could see the emotion on her face. “Hehehe don’t worry about it. You did a good job of getting me off and that is all that matters. Now, get some sleep as we have a busy day tomorrow.” she simply replied.
Sabrina felt really cheap right now as there was no apology or explanation. It was as though she was some cheap whore who serviced a client and now the client was done with her. She watched as Thalia put on her boots and now, she looked like she was preparing to leave. She felt a sadness washing over her as she felt incredibly used and then discarded like trash. “Ok…see you tomorrow.” she simply responded.
Thalia smirked at her and then started to walk towards the door. She was getting tired after all the activity and was looking forward to getting some well-deserved rest. She looked back at Sabrina one more time and nodded her head. “You did good today, Sabrina. I can’t thank you enough for your assistance.” she told her and then left the room.
Sabrina felt some happiness for those words as she was at least recognized for her contributions to this mission. She then looked around the room and saw her clothes strewn all across the floor. It reminded her of what just happened, and she felt so meek. She was sexually conquered and tickled by that powerful woman, and she had no idea how she was going to recover. She always saw herself as powerful and dominant, but after the experience she just had, she doubted herself. It took a long time after La Diabla left her to feel like she could be someone who dominated, and she was very good at it. But Thalia just reminded her that someone was better than her and down deep, she was still that very submissive woman that could be controlled by a much stronger woman. She started to head towards the pillows on the bed and got ready to sleep. She figured she was already naked, so she might as well go straight to sleep. She also wondered what was going to happen the next day. She knew they were going to put all their prisoners onto a ship and that would be it. But would Thalia try one more sexual romp with her? Would she even be treated as a partner in front of the other women? Those were nagging questions and it made her sad. She was so confident that she was an equal partner, but that woman from Greece put her in her place with no doubts. She was treated sexually like some common whore and there was no love in that. It made her realize that what she did to her own victims was now something that happened to her. She got under her blankets and closed her eyes. The memories of the day started to roll through her mind as it was quite an emotional day. She had finally got a measure of revenge on La Diabla, but also realized that the love she had for her was not completely gone. She felt so much emotional pain from that encounter and even when she heard her suffering from that brutal cream. Then after being sexually dominated by Thalia, it made her wonder if she even had the ability anymore to be that powerful woman. She felt her dignity was stripped away because she was second fiddle to someone else. She liked being in control, now she felt like a used toy. She felt a tear coming from her eye and hoped by morning, she could feel her dignity return.
Becky finally made it back to the hotel and got off her horse. Her head was still aching after bumping it on a large rock earlier. She carefully walked into the hotel and tried to look as normal as possible. No one knew why she and the rest of the ladies came to Mexico and they had to be careful to not alert Mexican authorities. She felt terrible about leaving the fort area as she did not know what happened to Darby, La Diabla and the others. She did know the Greeks were still there, and since no one came to find her, her friends must have been captured. She felt guilty about leaving, but she had to regroup, and she was scared. This was something she had never encountered before. A real deep threat and things were not going well. This was far more dangerous than her entanglement with Sabrina and Babs back in Plotsville months ago. She had no idea what the Greek women looked like or how skilled they were. She started to feel a little inferior and had doubts about her abilities. Becky walked up the hotel stairs and made her way to Phoebe’s room. It was evening and she was sure Phoebe must have been sick with worry. She had no idea what she was going to tell her and why she was back and not the others. She felt her stomach churning as she approached the door. She swallowed hard, then closed her eyes as she knocked on the door.
Phoebe was pacing inside her room as she kept thinking about what may have happened to Darby, La Diabla and everyone else. She figured they would be back by now and the fact that it was evening made her worried. She could barely sit still and didn’t eat much. She wondered if she should call Sheriff Dickerson and let him know what happened. Perhaps they would still come to Mexico and at least rescue the ladies. She also thought that perhaps the battle may have gone longer than expected. Thalia and her minions were probably very powerful and not easily defeated. Perhaps they finally rescued the ladies that were captured and getting them back here was more difficult than expected. She had so many different thoughts in her head that it was driving her crazy. She looked over at the nightstand next to the bed and saw the wine bottle and the empty glass next to it. She had drunk three full glasses during the day, and she was feeling a bit tipsy because she did not eat, but she was mainly worried. Then she heard a knock at the door. Her heart almost stopped and then she got excited. Perhaps this was Darby and friends! She imagined when she opened the door, Bessie would rush in and give her a great big hug and then everyone could smile and celebrate. She walked over to the door very quickly and expected to see her friends. Phoebe opened the door and she saw Becky! “Becky!! You’re here!!” she shouted, then rushed out and hugged her.
Becky was surprised when she got the hug from Phoebe. Her head was still aching, and she was tired. The hug felt very nice and then she realized why she may have gotten it. Phoebe had no idea that the mission may have failed, and she was the only survivor. It was breaking her heart that she had to tell Phoebe what she thought may have happened. “Hello Phoebe….” she responded.
Phoebe let go of the hug and smiled. She noticed there was a sad look on Becky’s face and noticed she seemed tired. She then looked to the left and then to the right in the hallway and noticed that Becky was the only one. She wondered if the ladies were perhaps downstairs or in another room. “Becky?! Where is everyone? Where is Darby? Did we win? Is Bessie here?” she asked.
Becky felt ashamed and let her head drop. She knew Phoebe was very excited and now she had to tell her the bad news. “Um…I-I have to tell ya somethin’….” she responded in a quiet voice.
Phoebe did not like that tone in Becky’s voice, and she felt a pit in her stomach. Judging by the tone of the voice, something bad must have happened. That set off a new fresh wave of fear and she wondered if someone was hurt, or possibly even killed! “Come inside! Quickly!” she told her.
Becky walked inside Phoebe’s room and noticed how large it was. It made sense considering she had the money to pay for their entire stay. She made her way to the edge of the bed and sat down. She looked at her boots and didn’t know how she was going to explain what happened. She didn’t even really know what happened. She looked up and saw Phoebe closing the door and now walking towards the bed. She saw her sitting down next to her on the right hand side and she started to blush. “I….I got news for ya…” she muttered.
Phoebe sat down on the bed and could tell Becky was really nervous. She was fidgeting and her face was red. This was not a good sign at all, and she had to remember to be comforting to her. This was a 19 year old woman and she was probably going to be really emotional. She then placed her left hand on top of Becky’s right knee and did a gentle pat. She then looked at Becky’s face and could tell she was nervous. She also noticed her eyes were a little glazed over and wondered what was wrong. “Ok Becky, tell me. Tell me everything. What happened?” she asked.
“That’s the thing…I really do not know. We all made it to the fort and Darby told us to get into position. I was supposed to go to the top of a hill where there were some large rocks. Muh job was to be a sniper and watch what happened below. But….I kinda fell and knocked muh head on a rock. It hurt a lot and then I was knocked out.” Becky explained. She felt her heart racing with anxiety as she was going to do her best to relay whatever she knew. The memory of her waking up and not realizing everything that happened made her feel extremely guilty.
Phoebe was stunned as she heard that recollection. She could see the sadness in Becky’s eyes, and it was unbelievable that happened to her. She felt terrible for her because the young woman had hit her head and was knocked out. “What?? You were knocked out???!! You poor thing! What happened after that? Do you know where Darby and La Diabla are?” she asked.
Becky lowered her head and stared at her boots. She felt really stupid and weak for getting knocked out when she had such an important role to fill. She looked at Phoebe again and could tell the woman was very empathetic, but this was a difficult thing for her to do. “I….I don’t know. When I came to, everyone was gone. I have no idea what happened….” she said softly.
“WHAT???!!! You mean Darby and the others are not with you? Did they get captured? Did they get killed? Did you see Thalia and her friends? Do you remember anything else???” Phoebe asked in rapid fire. She was so shocked that there was no answer to what happened to Darby and the others. It sounded like the mission was a complete failure. She also noticed the tears welling up in Becky’s eyes and her heart went out to her. She could sense that she was scared and probably feeling really bad about what might have happened.
“I….I don’t know. I don’t remember anything. I woke up and only saw this wagon of food go into the fort. No sign of everyone. But since there was food going into the fort, and no one came lookin’ for me, I figured Deputy Darby and everyone else must have been captured or somethin’. I feel absolutely terrible. I failed them, Phoebe, I failed them….” Becky told her, with the emotion in her voice rising. She felt tears welling up in her eyes and knew she had just blown her chance to prove she could actually do the job of being a deputy. She then let her head drop again because she did not want Phoebe to see her cry. “And muh head really hurts….” she whispered.
Phoebe looked at Becky and felt terrible for her. She could hear it in her voice. She sounded as though she failed. She could not imagine what took place because Becky was knocked out, but it did sound like the mission failed. She started to think that Becky may have held herself responsible for what happened. She did not think it was her fault simply because the young woman was knocked out. She heard Becky mentioning that her head hurt and that would have to be due to her hitting her head. She then leaned closer to the young woman and wrapped her left arm around Becky’s shoulders. She felt her own heart sink as she thought she heard some very light crying. “Hey…..Becky, this is not your fault. You had an accident. You couldn’t have known what may have happened. You said your head hurts? Let me get something for that.” she told her, then stood up.
Becky reached her right hand up and started to touch the small bump on the back of her head. She winced a little as she felt the pain and then kept thinking about her failure. Darby and the others could be locked up and tortured. She remembered that Sabrina and Babs were part of this mission and that could mean that Darby might be going through the humiliating torture she went through herself several months ago. She saw Phoebe appear to be wetting a towel and then she saw her walking back towards her. She felt Phoebe sit down next to her and then handed her a towel. “Thank ya….” she said in a soft voice.
“Put that where you bumped your head. Let’s try to tend to that wound.” Phoebe told her. She felt terrible over everything. It meant that the chance to get Bessie back and the others may have been lost. She started to feel sad herself and she wanted to cry as well. She couldn’t believe the mission did not succeed as she had the best women possible to bring this mission success. She thought about Bessie and wondered if she was ok. She also wondered about Darby, La Diabla and the others and hoped they were ok. Then she looked over at Becky, who was now crying as she heard the sounds. “Hey, Becky. I know you feel terrible right now. It is not your fault, sweetie. You had an accident. Don’t blame yourself.” she told her, doing her best to comfort her.
“Ya don’t understand. I failed. I was supposed to do muh duty and I failed. Muh Pa was right. Maybe I am not supposed to be a deputy and supposed to be a farm wife. Because of muh clumsiness, muh friends are now probably sufferin’. I am a failure. I really am. I want to apologize to ya. Ya shouldn’t have had me come along….” Becky said, then felt tears falling down her cheeks. She felt so bad, and her heart was broken. She really wanted to prove how good she could be and now it looked hopeless.
Phoebe felt a tear fall down her cheek as she heard Becky being so sad. The young woman was blaming herself for what happened, and she did not know what to say. She started to feel helpless because now she had Becky in tears, she was crying herself and her beloved friends were in danger. They were in a foreign country with no help. She wondered if there was any chance to make this right. She kept thinking about what Becky said. She was knocked out and when she came too, she saw a wagon full of food going into the fort. She wondered if it was Darby and the rest having a celebration, but what Becky also said made her dismiss that idea. If Darby won the battle, then they would have surely looked for Becky. She tried to make sense out of all of this, then something struck her. If there was a food wagon being brought in, it could also mean that Thalia and her gang were celebrating. It wasn’t a pleasant thought, but it also meant something else. If they were celebrating, they were not going to leave the area tonight. They would probably end up leaving tomorrow as she figured the Greeks would not hang around the fort for too long. It also meant something else. It meant they still had one more chance to make things right! “Becky! I just thought of something!” she told her with hope in her voice.
Becky heard the tone in Phoebe’s voice, and she wondered why she was excited. Everything seemed lost and it was all her fault. She wiped her tears with her sleeve and then looked over at Phoebe. She had this look in her eyes, and it made her curious. “What? What is it? What did ya think of?” she asked.
“You said there was a food wagon going in, right?” Phoebe asked her for confirmation.
“Yeah, there was a food wagon heading into that fort.” Becky responded, still wondering where Phoebe was going with all this.
“Well, your assessment may be right. Our friends may have lost the battle. That food wagon was probably for Thalia to celebrate. Think about when we had our dinner. Remember how festive we were and enjoyed the evening?” Phoebe asked her.
“Yeah, I remember….” Becky responded, still trying to figure out what Phoebe was trying to say.
“It means the Greeks are not leaving tonight. If they are going to leave, they are going to leave tomorrow. That means we STILL have a chance to rescue our friends. We STILL have a chance to make things right and end this in our favor. We have a chance! A small one, but a chance nonetheless.” Phoebe told her. She started to get hopeful at the idea of somehow turning all of this failure around. It made her think about her challenges trying to run the Wellington Cattle Company. She had endured some hardships and for a long time, she figured she was going to fail at running the family business. She had no idea how to run a business and she had to learn quickly. She managed to overcome those challenges, even when things looked bleak because she sought out opportunities. She had visited her mother, Gloria Wellington, in jail to get some tips. She hired a great legal assistant named April Keaton. She had foiled a plot by her competitor to steal a Wellington technology device and she succeeded. This was another chance to find victory in the face of defeat. She knew she was not a warrior however, but she could try to motivate Becky and get her confidence back.
Becky thought about what Phoebe said and it made sense. If the Greeks were celebrating, surely, they wouldn’t try to leave tonight. As far as they knew, they defeated everyone that showed up. It was true that had Darby won, she would have found her knocked out, but the same did not hold true for Thalia. The Greek bounty hunter probably had no idea who she even was. They wouldn’t have looked for her. That lit a fire within her because there was still a chance she could make all of this right. She had another chance to prove she could handle something as dangerous as this mission. She still felt a little nervous, but she also felt some confidence. “Yer right. They are still there, and we could try tomorrow! Wow, I didn’t think about that. But, how do we succeed? I mean, it is just me. You want to go fight?” she asked.
Phoebe thought about that question for a moment and then realized Becky had a point. They may have had a chance the next day to accomplish their mission, but Becky was the only fighter. She was not someone who got into physical confrontations and especially with women skilled in combat. That got her worried because she had no idea how they would even plan for tomorrow. “Oh…yeah. Um, I-I don’t really know. Do you have any ideas?” she asked.
Becky looked at Phoebe and realized that she was in fact, a civilian. She may have a lot of money and education, but probably didn’t have any real fighting experience. She wasn’t a professional at fighting either, but she at least had more physical experiences in her life. She tried to think of something to say, but she was still very new to all this. She didn’t know how to gameplan or even know what do to next. She thought about her experiences with Darby in Plotsville during the last few months and those missions were simple. Darby arrested men for stealing or causing a public disturbance. There was nothing about this mission that resembled those experiences. This would be more of a military style mission. She looked at Phoebe and shrugged her shoulders. “I-I don’t really know. Muh initial thought was to go there tomorrow real early in the mornin’ and scout the place. Maybe there was a way in. I don’t think I can go charging in, I have to be more sneaky. I don’t know. I will try to think about it.” she told her.
Phoebe nodded her head and knew this woman was so new to this kind of a role. She figured she would also try to think of something as well. She saw Becky applying the wet towel to the back of her head and figured it was probably better if they rested for the evening. Becky must have still been in pain and if her head was hurt, she probably couldn’t think straight anyway. She sighed then patted Becky’s knee once again. “You know what, let’s sleep on it. I am sure we will come up with something tomorrow morning. Becky, we are going to succeed. I just know we will. I am concerned about you though. It looks like you took a nasty fall and bumped your head. How about you stay with me inside my room tonight? That way I can keep an eye out on you and make sure you are ok.” she offered.
Becky smiled when she heard Phoebe’s offer. She really appreciated the concern the rich woman had for her, even though they had just met the day before. She also really appreciated the pep talk she got from her. It made her feel good that someone still believed in her and did not blame her for what may have happened. She put the towel down for a moment and looked at Phoebe. “Thank ya for helping me. I feel terrible and I want to make things right. I will think of something tomorrow. I appreciate ya invitin’ me to stay in here. It is a very nice room.” she told her.
“You are welcome, my dear. It is not your fault. I want you to remember that. You didn’t do anything wrong, Becky. I am sure we will have much better success tomorrow. Now, I want you to lean back against the headboard. You need to rest your head. I hope everything is ok with you. Go ahead, lay back there.” Phoebe told her. She then pointed to the headboard of the bed and saw Becky pausing. She did like the expression of gratitude on her face, and she was happy she made Becky feel better about herself. She still needed Becky to be in the right frame of mind otherwise Bessie and the others could be lost forever. “Something the matter? You don’t want to lean back to the headboard?” she asked.
“I will. I just have to remove muh boots. I don’t want to get yer bed dirty.” Becky told her sheepishly. She then leaned forward, when she felt Phoebe’s hand on her arm. She then sat upright and saw the smile on Phoebe’s face.
“I will take them off for you. Keep that towel on your head. I need you to be ok for tomorrow.” Phoebe told her. She then saw Becky scooting backwards on the bed and her feet were now in the air, the calves and feet dangling over the edge of the bed. She then reached down and started to slide the right boot off of Becky’s foot. She didn’t mind doing this as she wanted to make her new friend more comfortable. The boot slid off and now she saw the white socked foot. She gently placed the boot to the floor and then reached over and started to slide the left boot off. She heard that “popping” sound when the boot came off the heel and now, she slid the boot completely off. Now she could see those white socked feet and saw how big they were. She figured she could tease Becky to lighten the mood. “My, my, my. You sure got some big feet. Hehehe” she teased.
Becky started to blush as she heard that comment about her feet. She definitely knew how big her feet were and also how her feet led her to many clumsy moments. She curled her toes within her socks, then relaxed them. “Hehehe Yeah, muh feet are big. Thank ya for takin’ muh boots off.” she grinned.
“You are most welcome. Now, go to the headboard and rest. I will see if I can find us some food.” Phoebe told her. She then got up from the bed and watched as Becky got to the headboard and rested against it. She could see her straightening her legs and could see the bottoms of those socks. She could tell they were a little dirty and could see the “footprint”. That made her smile and then her mind started to wonder what the feet looked like. She always did enjoy looking at a woman’s feet and really loved to touch them too. Now her mind really started to go wild as she wondered if Becky was ticklish. Her reasoning was that the young apprentice was not feeling well and could use some cheering up. That got her excited as it gave her a reason to at least see if she was ticklish. She moved towards the foot of the bed again, and then got onto it. She then sat Indian style at Becky’s feet and looked at her. She smiled as Becky had closed her eyes, now she was opening them.
Becky closed her eyes for a moment as she tried to make herself comfortable. She was happy that she wouldn’t have to spend the night alone in her room as it would only remind her of Darby possibly being captured. She then slowly opened her eyes and saw Phoebe sitting on the bed, right by her feet. She could see there was a smile on her face. She thought Phoebe was really pretty and she liked that smile. She wondered why she was sitting there when she was going to get some food. “Ya found some food?” she asked.
“I will go get some in a little bit. I am watching you and I am concerned. You took a nasty bump and I feel bad for you. So, while you relax, I figured I could help you with that.” Phoebe told her. She felt a little giddy about what she was about to do. She also needed this kind of distraction as she was worried sick over her friends. She needed something to take her mind off her own worries and playing with Becky’s feet would help.
“How will ya do that?” Becky asked.
“Like this….” Phoebe said, then reached her hands forward and placed them on Becky’s left foot. She felt the foot jerk a bit and that gave her an idea that the foot was really sensitive. She then sat closer and put Becky’s foot in her lap. She could see the bottom of the sock and now it was time to explore it. Her hand started to massage the foot and she could feel the foot tensing up. “What’s the matter? You seem nervous.” she asked.
Becky felt those hands around her foot, and she felt ticklish tremors building up in her body. She figured Phoebe was not trying to tickle her and perhaps massage her feet, but she was very sensitive at the moment, especially after her feet were inside her boots all day. She started to twitch as the fingers continued to massage her foot. She looked at Phoebe’s face and saw her smiling. She didn’t want to offend the woman who was trying to help her, but she just felt so sensitive. “Nothin’…I am….not….nervous…just…..surprised…..that’s…….all.” she responded, trying to say one word at a time or she would burst into hysterical laughter.
Phoebe recognized when someone was trying to hold in their ticklishness as she played with Bessie’s feet so many times and even when she tickled her legal assistant, April. She found Becky really cute trying to hold in her laughter. “I hope my massage is not……tickling….you.” she said, trying to emphasize the word to drive her wild.
“Hehehehe um…..um….” Becky stuttered as she felt those ticklish tremors building up in her. She wanted to start laughing uncontrollably but Phoebe was trying to help her. She didn’t want to embarrass herself by revealing just how ticklish her feet were.
“It’s ok if you have……ticklish……feet. Hehehe I think it’s cute.” Phoebe teased as she now wanted to have a lot of ticklish fun with Becky. She then paused her massage to allow the woman to calm down a little. She then reached her hand under the jeans and found the top of the sock. She figured she might as well have some fun with the bare foot.
Becky felt her sock being pulled down and now she was worried. Phoebe was trying to see her barefoot and that would drive her wild! She wanted to kick her legs, but her foot rested in the lap of Phoebe. She started to feel her pulse racing as the sock came off her heel. “Phoebe?? Um, why are ya takin’ off muh sock?” she asked.
Phoebe loved that sound of nervousness in Becky’s voice. She felt very playful at the moment and figured she would just lightly play with Becky. She didn’t want to go into full attack mode as she did have pain in her head and not torment this woman at the same time. She figured a few playful tickles wouldn’t hurt and even lighten the mood. The sock came off the arch and then the ball of the foot. “I just want to make you absolutely more comfortable. Just relax Becky, just relax.” she told her as the sock came off the toes.
Becky’s jaw dropped as she saw her toes get revealed! She stared at her long toes, then looked up at Phoebe who was holding her sock. She gulped and now her ticklish barefoot was completely exposed. “Um, that’s muh sock. That’s muh toes.” she mumbled.
“hehehehe yes! That is your sock and those are your toes. You’re so funny.” Phoebe teased. She then looked down at the barefoot in her lap and she loved what she saw. She saw those long toes and they were a little thick. She could see the light pink color of the soles, mainly on the ball of the foot, the edge of the foot and then the heel. The arch itself was creamy as well as the underside of the toes. It was a very nice-looking foot and she wished she could go all out and tickle that foot, but she wanted to be nice.
Becky felt really nervous as she saw Phoebe staring at her foot. She also had flashbacks when Phoebe’s maid Kylie was playing with her feet. It amazed her that the woman in the Wellington mansion wanted to play with her feet. She hoped her foot was not going to be bare too long. “Um, what are ya going to do to muh foot?” she asked nervously.
“Just this…..” Phoebe said softly as she then started to lightly stroke her fingers on her left hand up the length of the sole from the heel, through the arch and off the ball of the foot. She figured she would just tease the foot and not tickle it too much. She felt Becky’s body tense up for a moment, then it also relaxed. She wondered if she liked this kind of touch instead of a true tickle attack.
Becky felt those fingers on the bottom of her left foot, and it initially tickled her. Her body tensed up and she was about to start giggling uncontrollably. Then she felt the softer stroke and that got her really worried. From her prior experiences, a softer touch made her feel really good inside her body. She could still feel the ticklish tremors, but she also felt that pleasure as well. She giggled at first, then she bit her lip to avoid the feeling of wanting to moan. Her toes curled as the fingers continued to softly stroke up and down her foot. “Phoebe….um….that kinda tickles….but it feels….it feels…” she tried to say.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? See, I am not going to do anything bad to your foot. Just want to relax you. Close your eyes. Just relax and I will take care of this cute foot of yours…” Phoebe told her. Her own adrenaline started to spike as she really wanted to play with this foot. She liked how soft the skin was on her fingers. The foot reminded her a little of Darby’s as it was a tender foot. The skin was not as pink as Darby’s and the deputy’s foot was a lot softer. But it was a nice feeling overall. It made her wonder if she should invite Becky over to the Wellington mansion and have a lot of fun tickling these feet as well. That idea started to motivate her to somehow succeed in this mission. She wanted to invite everyone to her home, and she would just have a field day playing with their ticklish feet. She felt silly thinking that, but after all she has gone through and how much more her friends went through, ticklish laughter and fun was something they all needed. She then did a quicky wiggle with her fingertips in the arch area as she wanted to do a quick tickle.
“HEY!!! Hahahahahaha that tickles….” Becky laughed as she felt those fingers wiggling in her delicate arch. She felt her face turning red because of her loud laughter, but she could not help it. The tickling feeling was very strong and now she felt a lot more nervous. Was Phoebe trying to tickle her? She couldn’t believe this was happening, but at the same time, it did make her feel a little more relaxed. She knew that she needed something to distract her from the pain in her head and also the situation at hand. She never expected her feet to be tickled, but it did help.
“Did it? You are so adorable. Hehehe” Phoebe teased as she resumed her soft stroking. She loved the reaction she got from the apprentice and got excited about trying to explore the ticklishness further. She then paused her stroking and then reached over for the right foot. It was time to get both feet exposed, so she could have some fun with them. “Now, let’s get you totally comfortable. Let’s get this other sock off.” she told her, then found the top of the sock and pulled it down.
“Why the other one? I-I feel kinda….ticklish right now.” Becky said sheepishly. She felt the sock coming down her leg and then off her heel. The fact she was about to be barefoot made her really nervous. It was still a surreal feeling knowing her feet were about to be played with. It was such a weakness for her, and Phoebe was exploiting it. She felt the sock coming off her arch and she tensed her body up once the ball of the foot was exposed. She saw the sock at the toes, and she closed her eyes. “Yer about to see muh toes…” she mumbled.
“Hehehehe yes, I am. You are just way too cute, Becky. Just like your….toes!” Phoebe said playfully as she pulled the right sock off the toes. She looked down at the barefeet in her lap and she smiled. That foot was just as cute, and she just loved that pinkish skin. She knew this other foot was probably going to be as ticklish as the left. She gently poked her finger into the arch area and felt the foot flinch. That brought a large smile to her face. “Hehehe ticklish on this foot too?” she asked.
“hehehehe yes….I’m ticklish on muh other foot.” Becky giggled as she felt those fingers poking in her arch. She still couldn’t believe this was happening and wanted to move her feet away. But Phoebe was really helping her right now and even comforted her in her time of sadness. She figured the least she could do was let the woman have some kind of fun with her, even though the ticklish sensations drove her crazy. Then she felt the fingers softly stroking the sole of her right foot and it felt nice. She wished this would end soon, or her other weakness would be exposed. She didn’t want to get sexually aroused in this moment and prayed Phoebe would stop playing with her feet soon.
Phoebe loved touching the bottoms of Becky’s feet. They felt so smooth and soft to her fingers. She also loved how Becky was giggling and she knew she could really put this woman through tickle hell if she wanted to. She did find this moment very soothing for herself. It was a relaxing feeling having some fun with someone else. She was worried all day long and even though things still looked bleak, this was a welcomed distraction. She appreciated Becky for even allowing her to touch her feet. If she tried this with La Diabla, the outlaw might have punched her. That thought made her chuckle to herself and she thought about her well-being too. She hoped that she and Becky could figure out something to get everyone back safe and sound. Her fingers then went to the undersides of the toes, and she heard that sweet giggle again. “Hehehe ticklish on your toes?” she asked with a big smile.
“hehehehe yes! Muh toes are really ticklish!” Becky responded as she felt those fingers touching the undersides of her long toes. She surprised herself that she was not twisting wildly and trying to escape. It tickled a lot on her feet, but after this day, perhaps she deserved to laugh a little. She looked at Phoebe’s face and could see how happy she was. It made her think that she also was worried sick all day and perhaps playing with her feet was a way for her to enjoy herself. She just wished she wasn’t so ticklish. She also had to figure out a way to have people stop tickling her. After that day in the barn in her hometown of Sticksville, she was more prone to having her feet tickled. It drove her wild and whether it was friends tickling her, or even criminals, her feet were a target, and she suffered a lot. This moment was too bad, but it still sent ticklish tremors throughout her body. She closed her eyes and tried her best not to squirm too much as her toes were being touched.
Phoebe smiled as she touched the undersides of the toes. The skin was really soft, and she loved the reaction she was getting. She then moved her fingers back down to the soles and resumed her very light touching. She had a desire to really tickle Becky but knew it would be better to just soothe her. Touching her tender feet was helpful enough and she wanted to make sure Becky would be ok. She then softly stroked the fingers on both hands on each respective sole. It was getting hypnotic to her as her fingers went up and down those large soles. She could see the toes wiggle slightly and could tell there were slight ticklish tremors coursing through Becky’s body. She softly touched the arch area and then she heard a soft moan. She looked up and could see Becky’s eyes were closed. Her mouth was slightly opened, and she seemed to now be enjoying her touch. That got her excited as it appeared the young woman was now relaxing. Phoebe decided she probably shouldn’t purposely tickle her anymore and just let the poor woman relax. She heard another moan and that gave her a tingle in her own body. “You like this, don’t you?” she asked.
Becky could feel those soft strokes on the bottoms of her feet, and it started to feel really good. She could feel her body relaxing and becoming at ease. But she also felt her arousal starting to build. She started to think she was feeling “funny” again and wondered if she should tell Phoebe to stop touching her feet. She did not want to show her that she gets major arousal from this kind of touch from having her feet softly stroked. She remembered when she first discovered the soft stroking when her rival back in her hometown stroked her soles when she was trapped up in the hayloft in the abandoned barn near the creek. Those sensual feelings were really strong and then when her friend Sue Ann discovered the soft stroking, she kept doing it until they ended up having sex. Becky knew her feet were really ticklish, but also a source of sexual feelings. Now Phoebe was softly touching her feet and she felt her nipples getting stiff. She knew she had to put a stop to this, or she was really going to get really horny. She let out another moan and she started to get worried. If this continued, she might even orgasm. “Muh feet…..feels ooooooh good…I think ya have to stop…” she cooed.
Phoebe heard Becky’s words and looked up. She could see the look on Becky’s face, and she recognized that look. It was a relaxed face and she started to wonder if Becky was also getting turned on. She giggled to herself as she thought about that. It would be really funny if the young apprentice was starting to get horny over having her feet stroked. She liked that idea and if this was Bessie, Darby, or even La Diabla, she would probably try to push a sexual interaction. If this was any other situation, she would push the sexual interactions. But they still had a mission to complete and her friends were still in deep trouble. She also didn’t want to take advantage of Becky. She then stopped her stroking and wiggled both big toes. “There! Do you feel better?” she asked with a knowing smile.
Becky slowly opened her eyes and saw Phoebe’s grin. She felt a little embarrassed as she wondered if Phoebe had figured out her little secret. She felt really nervous and knew she had to be careful in her answers. “Yeah, I feel better now. Thank ya for helping me.” she responded with a great deal of shyness in her voice.
Phoebe found Becky adorable and could see how shy was getting. That confirmed that the soft stroking on the soles of her feet were in fact turning her on. She didn’t want to embarrass her, so she was not going to mention that. But she was going to keep that information stored in her memories in case they were both in a situation where it could be used again. Becky was a really cute young woman, and she wondered what would happen if she and Bessie managed to overpower her and have their way with her. That would hopefully be an opportunity in the future. She then got up off the bed and smiled. “You are welcome. Becky, we will get through this. You can rest up, darling. I am going to go get some food for the both of us and then we can just relax the rest of the night. We have a big day tomorrow.” she told her.
“Yeah, we do have a big day tomorrow. Thank ya for getting me some food. I appreciate it. I will just sit here and take care of muh head. It still hurts me.” Becky responded. She then put the towel on the small bump on her head and leaned back. She started to relax her body and let her limbs go loose. Her eyes stared at the tops of her barefeet and wondered if she be ready for tomorrow.
“Don’t even worry about it. Take care of that wound. I will be right back.” Phoebe told her. She then headed for the door and then she heard a voice from behind her.
“Phoebe?” Becky called out.
Phoebe turned around and looked at Becky. She wondered what she needed. Perhaps she had a specific food order or something to drink. Her eyes could see those soles again and she loved that sight. “Yes, Becky?” she asked.
“Thank ya. Thank ya for making me feel better about muhself. You seem to believe in me. I really appreciate that because I wasn’t even believin’ in me. Thank ya for making me feel like I can succeed. Oh and thank ya for playin’ with muh feet. It did help me relax.” Becky told her as she felt emotional. She truly did appreciate Phoebe for consoling her and making her get some confidence back.
“Becky, I meant every word I said. We are going to be successful because I know you will do well. You are most welcome. I am also glad I could help you relax. If you ever need your feet tickled, I will gladly do it. hahahaa I will be right back.” Phoebe told her. She then left the room to go find some food and bring it back to the room. She was very happy she helped Becky, but she was very concerned about the next day. A lot was riding on the events of tomorrow. She hoped Becky was up to the task and she had to play her role as well. “Bessie, Darby, La Diabla, we will get you out….” she thought to herself.
Becky saw the door close, and she closed her eyes. She thought about what had to be done the next day and she had no idea how she was going to pull this off. She never did anything like this in her entire life and now she had to rescue a lot of women and defeat a small army of Greek and outlaws. If there was ever a time she needed to be a hero like Darby, tomorrow was going to be the day. “I can do it. I think I can do it….” she told herself as she continued to think about the confrontation that was sure to happen.
Darby sat in her cell, her back to the wall and looked out into the hallway. She was still trying to recover from the ordeal she endured when she was strapped inside some kind of chair and was tickle tortured into submission. Her mind recalled what took place in that horrible room. She was completely naked, her legs spread apart and her most ticklish spots on her body were tormented. The defeat she endured by Thalia continued to go through her mind. How she was so easily beaten down. How she was stripped naked and tortured. It was even worse as she had help with her and she still lost. She was dominated and humiliated by a woman who was determined to break her. The way her armpits were tickled, her ribs and stomach, her feet and between her legs was absolutely brutal. She even had the rubber hand holding her ponytail removed and her hair was completely loose and free flowing. She looked down and could see how clean shaven she was around her most private area. This was not the first time she had been shaven in that area, but it was one of the most humiliating ones. Thalia had played with her sexually and even forced her to have an orgasm. Darby leaned her head against the brick wall inside the cell and closed her eyes as she remembered what happened to her. She remembered how much she was laughing and screaming. She remembered how much her body endured and how her lungs were burning during those moments. It was the way Thalia handled her body. She was very precise and seemed to truly enjoy her suffering.
What really bothered her was what could have happened to her. After being tortured for such a long time, her body became weak, and she thought she would pass out. Then she remembered the horror of seeing someone she truly cared about being brought into the room. It was La Diabla, and she remembered how she was bound to a table, completely naked and her ass high into the air. It had to be such a humiliating moment for her, and she had to watch herself get tormented. She was forced to orgasm in front of La Diabla and she knew that must have been torturous for her, as well as humiliating. It reminded her of when they were both captured in Santa Selena. In that cavern, she watched as La Diabla was tickle tortured into complete submission. Now here in this fort near Ciudad del Reina, she was embarrassed by it. Then she felt her heart breaking as she then remembered the final act of that moment. Thalia was going to apply that same itching cream that Helga had back in Santa Selena. She was going to shove it inside her vagina and that would have been a horrible feeling. She remembered what that cream did to a human body, and it would have surely destroyed her. Then she felt her eyes watering as she remembered how she avoided that fate. Her former rival turned lover, La Diabla sacrificed herself to save her. The outlaw requested the cream to be applied to her, so she could be spared. She then felt a tear desperately trying to fall from her eye as she recalled that horrible screaming. That screaming was so strong, so passionate and so full of agony, it broke her. She did not want La Diabla to suffer like that. That woman saved her from that cream. She knew that Thalia only did it to make her suffer mentally. To see someone she really cared about to scream in total agony. That really hurt her seeing the outlaw in complete hell.
Darby let the tears fall as she thought about those events and now, she was in this cell. Sitting on the very dusty floor, and still very naked. Her hair was still a little damp from sweat and rested on her shoulders and dangled over her chest. Her knees were up, and the bottoms of her feet were planted on the floor. Her arms wrapped around her knees, and she just started to let the tears fall. She failed in her mission to rescue Bessie and her other friends from Plotsville, Gertrude and Mia. Her lover suffered and no one was there to rescue them. She was going to go to Greece and become a sex slave to a man who she never met, but also would be the sexual property of Thalia Laskaris. She was in a foreign country, and no one knew where she was. She started to think this was the end of her. Thalia was too strong, even for her. She lowered her head and let the tears fall. “I’m a failure….I can’t believe I didn’t get the job done…I’m sorry everyone. I’m so sorry.” she mumbled to herself.
Darby cried for a few minutes as her heart continued to break. She also didn’t know the fates of the other women such as Kylie, Veronica and even Becky. She figured they were all probably getting tortured as she sat in her cell. That really bothered her because those young ladies were also going to have their lives ruined. Then she heard a noise. The noise was very low, but it sounded like someone was crying a little. She lifted her head and looked out of her cell. She had just awakened herself after sleeping from being so exhausted. She peered out and looked at a cell directly in front of hers. She could see someone in there and she wanted to go look. She got on her knees and started to crawl towards her cell door. She could hear the moans and some cries as she got closer. The hallway of this cell block wasn’t very well lit, so she couldn’t see who that was. She made it to the cage and strained her eyes to look into the other cell. She could tell it was another woman, and she saw the long black hair. As her eyes adjusted, she could see the woman was on her back and she was naked. She saw the breasts and then she saw the profile of the woman’s face. It was La Diabla! That made her pulse quicken as she wanted to go comfort her. She could hear the moans and soft cries and that broke her heart. That was the woman who sacrificed her own body to save her. She had to reach out to her. To let her know she was here. “Salem…Salem, is that you?” she called out.
La Diabla was lying on her back on the dusty ground of her cell. Her eyes were full of tears as her entire body was aching from the earlier torture she endured. She had just woken up after being rendered unconscious from such a hellacious and humiliating torture. She remembered how she got beat down by Thalia and next thing she knew, she was on top of Darby and they both were having their feet tickled in such a humiliating fashion. Then she was carried off and eventually stripped naked by someone she once cared about. It was such a heart wrenching moment to confront her former girlfriend, Sabrina Alamain. That entire session was very emotional as the two women recalled those moments when they were together. It pained her heart that Sabrina held such animosity towards her over all these years. She knew she had broken her heart and could understand why Sabrina was so hateful and angry towards her. There were moments during her torture that she could see Sabrina’s pain. There must have been some really deep emotions the outlaw had for her. She looked back on that relationship, and she regretted hurting her. That pain came out and she paid a physical price for it. She was tickled and humiliated. Her ass was high into the air, and she was naked. All of her vulnerable spots in her groin region were completely exposed and ready to be played with. The tickling on her ribs and underarms were bad. The tickling of her stomach and her feet were also very horrible. But the sexual play on her pussy and the hole in her ass was something she was going to remember for a very long time. She was eventually forced to orgasm and that really bothered her because she was sexually conquered. It was some she would do to her victims to get them to bend to her will and now it happened to her again. It reminded her of the humiliation she endured in that cavern in Santa Selena. She was broken then and once again she was broken by a woman determined to destroy her. This was a moment that would live on with her for the rest of her natural life.
La Diabla contemplated the pain in her body at the moment. She still felt very sore in her groin as the effects of the cream really caused some damage to her. She was happy the aloe solution was applied to her to give her relief, but the aftereffects were still there. She could still feel some waves of pain flowing through her and she didn’t want to move her legs or groin area. That itching was truly devastating as she even felt the effects inside her body. She had that cream applied to her before in Santa Selena and it was a horrible feeling then. She also remembered when she put that cream inside Helga’s pussy, and it destroyed a woman who was such a physical force. Now it was done to her, and she knew she would never be the same again. A tear fell from her right eye as she thought about what happened. She felt strange in the sense that even though she felt really sore in those very delicate spots, on her pussy, in her pussy and around the hole in her ass, she knew why it happened. La Diabla felt she had to do it. She wanted to sacrifice her own body because she wanted to save another person. She wanted to prevent another woman from suffering this same experience. She knew why she did it. She knew just how much she cared about Darby Reeves. The thought of her lover screaming in agony would have stayed within her soul forever. As she laid there, she then heard a noise. She started to come out of her trance as it sounded like a voice. It was a quiet voice, but it sounded really familiar. She then turned her head to the right and looked out of her cell door. Her eyes were still hazy and blurry from the tears, but she saw a figure directly across from her. She started to make out who it was and then she figured it out. It was Darby and she was calling out to her. “Yes? I’m here. Darby, are you ok?” she asked.
Darby felt her heart flutter as she realized it was La Diabla across from her. It seemed fitting that once again, they were both trapped somewhere, and they were also naked. She was happy that La Diabla seemed coherent as she endured such a devastating torture. She wanted to comfort her. She wanted to wrap her arms around her and take care of her. She knew the outlaw had sacrificed her well-being for her and she wanted to care for her. “Yeah, I am ok. I should be asking you that. How are you feeling?” she asked.
La Diabla smiled a little as she heard that Darby was ok. She knew they both were not in a good position right now, but just the fact she acknowledged she was ok meant that things weren’t as bad. She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again so she could see that face. She then heard that question from Darby and felt another twinge of soreness, which only reminded her of what happened. “I am ok, I think. I am really, really sore though….” she told her.
Darby lowered her head for a moment and understood that response. It was killing her that La Diabla was suffering and there was nothing she could do. When they were in Santa Selena, they were in the same cell. She held the outlaw and comforted her then. It was at that moment that they bonded forever. It was an emotional time and now they were facing that same predicament. This moment seemed worse as there was no one that they could think of to help them. Her mind was spinning, and she felt a little frustrated. “I am sorry, Salem. I am really sorry.” she whispered.
“Sorry for what? You didn’t do anything…..” La Diabla responded. She could hear the sadness in Darby’s voice and was concerned. She then rolled over onto her right side and now looked right at her.
“I failed everyone. I even failed you. You suffered because of me. I should have just let Thalia put that cream on me, so that you wouldn’t have gotten hurt. She was after me. It should have been me.” Darby told her, still feeling a little guilty.
“No, it was my choice. I did it because I don’t want you to suffer. I will be ok. I will have trouble walking, but I will be ok.” La Diabla tried to reassure her. She knew Darby must have had some “survivor’s guilt”, but she wanted to let her know that she did it on her free will and she would have done it again if need be. “Where are we? In hell? hehe” she said, trying to joke.
Darby lifted her head and stared at La Diabla. She could see that she was on her right side, looking right at her. She could also see her breasts and she was in the fetal position. She still felt terrible that she was in agony, but somehow maintained her wits. She couldn’t help but smile and did a soft chuckle. “Yeah, we are actually. So, what are we gonna do?” she asked.
La Diabla heard that soft laughter from Darby and it made her feel good. She wanted to get Darby out of any kind of sadness, just like the deputy did to her back in Santa Selena. She took a deep breath as she felt another tremor of pain. She then looked at Darby and tried to put on a positive attitude. “I don’t know. I don’t think Bessie is coming to get us. Perhaps Cheyenne? Haha” she joked.
Darby couldn’t believe La Diabla was trying to make jokes at the moment, but it also made sense. They had to get their wits and minds right if they were going to try and get out of this mess. Just those few wisecracks made her start to come out of the depression she was starting to feel. “That would be nice. Cute little Cheyenne coming to save a deputy and an outlaw from a woman like Thalia. Yeah, that would work. Haha” she giggled.
La Diabla started to giggle as she imagined Cheyenne somehow fighting Thalia. Then she closed her eyes as the gravity of the situation really started to take hold. There was no rescue coming. They were trapped and after being physically and sexually dominated, they were going to be sent to Greece where they would endure the abuse every day. That thought started to weigh heavily in her mind and she did a deep sigh. “We are in trouble, aren’t we?” she said in a low voice.
Darby heard that tone of voice and she understood the gravity of the moment. They were scheduled to be shipped to Greece to be sex slaves. She realized they were both naked and severely outnumbered. There would be no rescue this time and she understood that question posed to her. She then sat on the ground Indian style and lowered her head. “Yeah, we are. I never liked admitting things, but I am scared Salem. What happened to us was overwhelming. Thalia, she is just one tough lady. I mean, she beat us both up and she didn’t have any weapon. I think we are going to be sex slaves….” she told her.
La Diabla opened her eyes and looked at Darby. She could feel her emotions and it was true. Thalia was a much different kind of threat. She felt her nerves getting more frazzled and she grew very worried. She wished she could reassure Darby that they would somehow get out of this situation, but she didn’t know how. “There has to be a way….we can’t end up as sex slaves to that woman. We will figure it out.” she told her.
“I believe you….but what will we do? We are both nekkid right now and no weapons. We are going to be on a ship and if we get to Greece, I am sure we will be unable to do anything there. Salem, if this ends badly for us, I want to let you know that I appreciate you. It is kind of strange that we were once great rivals, and then we became so close. Now we are going to have the same fate. I just wanted to let you know that before we go on that journey.” Darby told her. She was starting to get emotional and wanted to at least express some kind of feelings before their fates were sealed.
La Diabla heard those words and she smiled. It was true. She and Darby came a very long way from when they first met. Now they were in a dire situation again and this time it looked more hopeless than the time in Santa Selena. “Yeah, we have come a long way, my sweet Darby. You know how much I care about you too. Don’t worry, we will be ok. I don’t know how, but somehow we will….” she told her, then closed her eyes and tried to block out the feelings of soreness that kept resonating in her body.
“Yeah, we will…..” Darby responded. She felt the emotion in those comments, and she took a deep breath. She hoped they would be able to find a way out of this situation, but it appeared to be hopeless. She knew that if they did not think of a way out of this moment, the rest of her life would be spent in a foreign country doing horrible things every single day. In one way, having La Diabla with her meant that someone she cared about would be with her there. She wanted to start believing, but her emotions started to get to her. She was so very afraid of what was going to happen next. She put her face in her hands and tried to hold back the tears. She did not want to show emotion at this moment. She wanted to stay strong, even though deep down inside, she knew her fate may be sealed.
THE NEXT MORNING
Phoebe slowly started to stir as a beam of sunlight washed across her face. She slowly opened her eyes and then looked at the window. She realized it was morning and she smiled. She then turned to her left and saw another person lying in the bed with her. She was happy as she thought it was Bessie, but then she saw the red hair. Her mind started to realize that she was back in her current situation. She was in Mexico and the woman next to her was the young, Becky Lockhart. It was now morning and today was going to be a very busy day. The previous night started to come to her mind, and she remembered what took place with her and the young apprentice. Becky had returned from the fort and they both realized that Darby and the others may have been captured. The young woman was emotionally distraught and over time, she managed to make her feel better. She even got to play with her bare feet, tickling them and softly stroking them to make her laugh. After that was done, she brought back food and they both ate. Phoebe learned a lot more about Becky. She learned where she was raised and the things she did. She really took a liking to the woman and hoped that somehow, she could figure out a plan to rescue the others. She was a Deputy’s Apprentice after all, which meant she had to have some kind of skills to even be a part of law enforcement. She then reached over and patted Becky’s right shoulder, as she was lying on her left side. “Becky? Becky, wake up. It is morning.” she said softly.
Becky began to stir as she felt her right shoulder being touched. She slept soundly and tried to get her mind to wake up. Then thoughts started to come to her, and she quickly sat up! She shook her head and began to rub her eyes. She turned to her right and saw Phoebe looking right back at her. She also realized she was in her bra and underwear as she took her clothes off before going to sleep. Phoebe was in her pajamas, and she did look radiant, even in the morning. She remembered when her feet were stroked and how turned on she was. Her mind wondered if during the night, she did anything with Phoebe of a sexual nature. She quickly dismissed those thoughts as the anxiety of today was making her think things. “Good mornin’. How did ya sleep?” she asked.
“I slept surprisingly well. I mean, I wish I was back home, but I did get some rest. How about you?” Phoebe responded and asked. She started to feel nervous because this was a day that would seal their fates forever. She looked at the young woman and knew a lot was riding on her abilities. She saw her in her bra and then looked at her face. Becky was really cute and friendly but was she able to handle such a dangerous situation? She told herself she just had to trust in her and everything would work out.
“Yeah, I slept good. I guess we should get ready. Big day ahead of us….” Becky told her, then got out of the bed. She could feel the floor on her barefeet, and she looked for her clothes. She felt really nervous because this was a day she had to come through. So many people depended on her, and she had to make the right decisions. She found her jeans and started to put them on. “I was thinking, I might have an idea on what to do.” she said as she slipped her right leg through the jeans legs, her barefoot coming out at the end.
“Oh? What did you have in mind?” Phoebe asked. She was surprised that Becky was thinking of a plan, and she hoped it would be a good one. She got out of bed and started to remove her pajamas. She didn’t feel embarrassed as Becky was a nice girl and her seeing her semi naked was no big deal. Even though she felt arousal the previous night from playing with her feet, right now was not the time to think of sex. It was time for action.
“Well, I remember somethin’ muh brother told me when he was visitin’ us back home. He talked about doing some infiltratin’ into dangerous places. So, I figure I would have to do the same. If I can find a way inside the fort, maybe I can find where our friends are and set them free. I know there will be a fight, but we have no other choice.” Becky told her. She remembered when her brother Rory would come back to visit and give her stories of his adventures. He talked about sneaking into a dangerous location and managed to sneak some things out of there that was needed for the army to have. She always loved his stories and now she would have one for him. Unless she failed. She finished putting on her jeans and now she started to put on her socks and her boots.
“I like it. That sounds awfully dangerous, but it needs to be done. Do you think you can sneak in without being noticed? What do you want me to do?” Phoebe asked as she put on her clothing. She put on her blue dress and also put on her black leather boots. She wondered what her role would be as she did want to help. She saw Becky finishing putting on her shirt and then the freckled woman looked at her.
“I want ya to call Sheriff Dickerson. Tell him we need him at the border. I am thinkin’ that if I get them free, we may have to make a run for it. We may have to race to the border, and they will be chasin’ us. If they see him there, they won’t keep following us.” Becky suggested. She had no idea how she was actually going to pull this off, but it sounded like a reasonable plan.
Phoebe put her right index finger to her lip and thought about the plan Becky just gave. It sounded like a good plan. If she could somehow free their friends, they may have to get to the border fast. If Sheriff Dickerson was there with his men, then Thalia wouldn’t pursue because she would be on American soil and would get arrested. She started to get excited about the idea and had an idea as well. “I like it! That sounds very plausible, and it might work. Risky, but what other choice do we have? After I call the Sheriff, I will take a wagon or a carriage near the fort for everyone to escape in. I know you took one on the way down there yesterday, but there are more women as well. I want to help!” she told her.
“Yeah, sure! Ya can help like that! I will take a horse down there and figure out a way to get in. That should give you plenty of time to contact the Sheriff and then get down there yourself. I like this plan!” Becky said with excitement in her voice.
“Well, let’s get to it. There is no time to waste. Our friends may be in deep trouble!” Phoebe told her. She felt excited about the plan and hoped it would work. She saw Becky with that gap toothed grin and that let her know that at least she felt confident in what she was about to do. It was risky and there was a lot of potential danger, but they had to do it. She then left the room, following Becky. She walked with her down the stairs and she felt her stomach churning with nervousness. Her part was simple. Contact Sheriff Dickerson and then find a carriage to take to the old fort. She probably had to drive it herself as they did not want some bystander in potential danger. They were now in the hotel lobby area, and she took a deep breath. This was the moment they waited for. “Ok Becky, I am going to find a phone to contact Sheriff Dickerson. Are you ready?” she asked.
Becky smiled nervously as the plan she thought of was about to begin. This was her moment to shine. This was the moment she could prove to Darby and more importantly to herself that she could handle such a dangerous mission. She looked at Phoebe and could see the concern on her face and she couldn’t blame her. She was only an apprentice, and this was something military folks did. She swallowed hard and then grinned. “Yeah, I am ready! Don’t forget to come get us. There are a lot of us, and we need to get away quickly.” she responded.
“Got it. Ok Becky let’s do this. Good luck. I will pray for you and everyone else. Please, bring them back safely.” Phoebe said with some emotion in her voice. She then leaned forward and gave Becky a hug. She wanted to comfort her and give herself comfort as this was the moment of truth.
Becky felt good as she felt Phoebe’s hug. She loved the fact that this rich woman was so kind and comforting. She could see why Darby was friends with her. She looked forward to interacting with her even more as time went on. She felt the hug break and she smiled at Phoebe. “Don’t ya worry now! Everything will be great! I will show ya!” she shouted then turned around.
Phoebe smiled when she heard that voice of confidence and then saw Becky turning around. Her eyes then went wide as saucers as she saw Becky turn right into a waiter! She watched her crash into the man and now the silver platters went high into the air and then crashed down onto the ground in a very loud noise. The waiter fell forward and slipped. When he hit the ground, that made Becky trip and she stumbled forward into an older woman! She was stunned as she watched this all unfold.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!” Becky screamed as she crashed into the older woman. She barely managed to not land on top of her and rolled on the ground. She then got back to her feet quickly and saw the mess she had just caused. There were many people rushing over, trying to clean up the mess and help the waiter and the older woman up. There was a lot of yelling and concern and she looked at Phoebe. “Did I just do that?” she asked sheepishly.
Phoebe was in shock, and she heard the waiter cursing at Becky in Spanish. She then watched as Becky helped the older lady up and then quickly got out of there before she caused any more trouble. She then realized that the fate of her friends was now in the hands of someone who seemed very clumsy. “This better work….” she mumbled to herself.
Thalia was sitting at the table and having her breakfast. She felt really refreshed this morning as she had a good night’s sleep. Today was the day she was going to head back home. The last two days were filled with such great accomplishments. She destroyed every woman she set out to find. Crushing Darby and her friends were going to be something she would remember and brag about for a long time. Her mind thought about her friends Helga and Svetlana. She wondered if there was a way to break them out of prison. She wanted to reform their alliance and let them have their way with Darby and even La Diabla. She also thought about the sexual release she yearned for as she remembered how she dominated her business partner in this mission, Sabrina Alamain. It was a great pleasure playing with her and she felt nothing could stop her at this moment. Thalia thought about what she was going to do today. Before they left for Greece, she figured they could have some fun with Veronica and the young Kylie. Might as well break everyone under her clutches. She then snapped out of her trance as she finished eating a strawberry when she heard Amalia approaching her. “Yes, Amalia?” she asked.
“Thalia, Rose is back, and she says your visitor is here. Shall I let her in?” Amalia asked.
Thalia grinned as she remembered who the guest was. It was part of the deal she made when she found out about this fort. After destroying Darby and friends, she figured this guest should at least see the results. She nodded her head and then watched as Amalia went back out of the room. She looked around the room and saw both Carissa and Peta chowing down on their breakfasts, and she felt really relaxed. Then she saw the door opening and she saw a familiar face. There were two women walking in along with Rose and Amalia. One of the women was shorter and had short brown hair and looked really meek and docile. The other one was taller, wearing a white blouse, blue jeans and long black leather boots. Her blond hair was tied back in a ponytail, and she had a grin on her face. “Priscilla Montenegro, you made it. Please, sit down.” she told her and then pointed to a chair close to her.
Priscilla walked into the interrogation room and felt giddy. When Rose contacted her at her home and told her about the battle that took place at the fort and the results, she felt like having an orgasm at that very moment. Her arch enemy, La Diabla, was defeated and broken along with Deputy Darby. That gave her such a thrill as she remembered her defeat at the hands of those two women. They utterly humiliated her by torturing her and making her cry. They also forced her to apologize to a woman she hated with every fiber in her being, Cheyenne. She spent all these last seven months stewing over that embarrassing moment and now she was going to have the last laugh. She was very impressed with Thalia as the woman seemed even more powerful than Helga. Helga was defeated, Thalia wasn’t. Priscilla sat down in the chair and had a large smile on her face. “Thalia Laskaris! We meet again! I was told that you took care of a problem I had. Hehehe” she said with glee.
Thalia nodded her head affirmatively and grinned. “Yes. You were right. La Diabla did in fact accompany Darby. Now she is a broken mess. Hehe” she smiled.
Priscilla clapped her hands together in excitement as she loved hearing those words. She wondered if she would ever see La Diabla crushed and broken ever again. She loved it when she broke her in that cavern in Santa Selena, but the outlaw managed to get revenge by escaping. The torture she endured was very humiliating and she would think about it from time to time. “Can I see her???!!! I want to see her broken body. I want to see her crushed spirit! Please?” she asked.
“Hahahaha You’re funny. Yes, we can go see her and Darby. I think you will enjoy what we did to her. We will leave today with them, and they will live out the rest of their days as sex slaves. Although it may take La Diabla a little while for her to use her pussy. I put a cream inside her pussy. It destroyed her.” Thalia told her. She then thought about those agonizing screams from the outlaw, and it gave her a great thrill.
“You used the cream?? The same kind Helga used?? That horrible itching cream???” Priscilla asked. The thought of that cream being used on La Diabla really got her excited. She felt her excitement growing as this was much better than she thought. She remembered when the cream got applied to La Diabla’s nipples, her armpits and her toes. She remembered how much the outlaw suffered and was about to put it inside her pussy, but Darby sacrificed herself to prevent that from happening. Now hearing that Thalia put that cream inside La Diabla almost made her cream her own pants.
“Yes, in fact she asked for it. I was going to put it inside Darby, but La Diabla wanted it instead. Kind of crazy, but it was still a good time. Believe me, she will walk funny for a very long time.” Thalia told her. She grabbed another strawberry and took a bite. She loved eating fruit, and she was still in a great mood.
“I am not going to lie. Hearing that the evil bitch had that cream inside her pussy makes me, well, makes me wet. I want to see her! Can we see her now??! Please??!!!” Priscilla said, sounding like a child getting a Christmas gift.
Thalia shook her head and smiled. She loved Priscilla’s enthusiasm, and they had time to take a tour of the cell area. She figured it would add to the humiliation and shame. She stood up from her chair and waved her hand. “Follow me….” she told her.
Priscilla stood up and felt her stomach churning with excitement. This was going to be a glorious moment for her. She then looked over at her assistant and maid, Francine. “Francine, come with me as well. I think you will enjoy looking at a humiliated La Diabla. Didn’t you tell me she embarrassed you and made you her sex slave?” she asked.
“Yes, she did. Thank you, Madam.” Francine said sheepishly. She started to have mixed emotions at hearing about La Diabla’s demise. She did not like the outlaw, but when she was her sex slave, there were times she was treated like a human being. Being under Priscilla’s command was nothing but agony. The woman would berate her every single day and make her feel miserable. She really hated her life and wished she could go back home. But she was so scared of Priscilla and did not want to anger her, so she did everything she was told. She saw Priscilla walking with Thalia, and she followed them into the hallway. It was going to be interesting seeing La Diabla helpless.
Thalia walked into the cell area and walked down the corridor. She could see those torches burning on the wall, which illuminated her path. As she walked through the hallway, she looked into the cells to her right and to her left. She could see those prisoners in there and it made her feel good. She was going to bring Christos so many slaves back. She saw Bella, Gertrude, Mia, Gabby and even Bessie. She was getting closer to the end of the hallway where her most prized prisoners were. She could hear Priscilla mumbling in the background, and she was sure the evil woman was impressed with her. “Keep following me, they are at the end of the hallway.” she told them.
Priscilla was in awe of this corridor. She could see the cells and it reminded her of that secret cavern in Santa Selena. She did miss running the sex trafficking ring and seeing all the helpless women inside them. She was delighted that they were still naked and that had to bring them great shame. She saw the women inside those cells, and they all looked defeated. None of them were standing up and even trying to move around. She wondered if they were all tortured the same way Helga would torture the sex slaves in her former sex trafficking ring. She then looked into one of the cells and she stopped in her tracks. She saw a very beautiful African American woman with that sexy mocha colored skin. Her eyes lit up as she recognized who it was! “Wait, you have Bessie??? Bessie Johnson????” she asked.
Thalia stopped and turned around. She could see Priscilla looking into a cell and she smiled. She remembered that it was Bessie that helped bring down that trafficking ring, so Priscilla would enjoy seeing her in that cell. She walked up to the cell and could see a naked Bessie sitting on the cold ground, with her knees to her chest. She then looked at Priscilla who had a look of pure joy on her face. “Yes, I captured her too. I used her to lure Darby down here and it worked. In case you wondered, I tortured her too.” she explained.
“Thalia, I think I love you! Hahahahaha” Priscilla said with so much admiration in her voice. Knowing that Darby, La Diabla AND Bessie was captured and tortured really warmed her heart. It was like the Greek bounty hunter got her revenge for her without her even asking. She looked inside the cell and saw a naked Bessie. This was too good for her to pass up. “Hey Bessie!! Look at me!” she yelled.
Bessie knew someone was looking into her cell and heard some voices. She felt horrible being in this cell all day and night. There was no one there to comfort her or help her. She cried often as she knew she was broken. She still had a lot of mental anguish for what Thalia called her and she now believed. She felt like a whore and figured she would always be one. She heard a voice calling out to her and it sounded really familiar. She slowly lifted her head and then what she saw horrified her. She couldn’t believe who she was looking at. It was a woman that was so evil and cruel, she wished she stayed in prison. She remembered how she treated her dear friend, Cheyenne, and now she was there looking at her. She felt pain inside that she was the one becoming a sex slave and that woman was walking around free. She then felt herself getting emotional as even someone as horrific as Priscilla was looking at her as a broken mess.
Priscilla saw Bessie’s face and she smiled. It was because Bessie eventually had Darby and La Diabla break free from their captivity that turned everything around. She then noticed something on Bessie’s forehead. She squinted her eyes to make sure she was reading it correctly. “Thalia? Is the word ‘slut’ on her forehead?” she asked.
Thalia chuckled a little as she also noticed the word was written on Bessie’s forehead. That was one of her better moments as she made the beautiful woman admit she was a whore and a slut. She could see the sadness in Bessie’s eyes and knew she had really broken her deep, all the way to her soul. “Yes, I painted it on her forehead to remind her and let everyone else know she is a slut. I also painted ‘whore’ on her stomach. That’s what she is and that is what she will always be.” she told Priscilla.
“Hahahaha you hear that??? You are nothing but a WHORE, Bessie! A WHORE!! Serves you right. You are the reason I am not running my sex trafficking ring now. You are a traitor, and I am happy you are finally revealed as to who you truly are. Hahahahaahahahaha YOU SLUT!!!” Priscilla laughed. She loved seeing that look of defeat on Bessie’s face and she really wanted to see Darby and La Diabla now. She really hoped they were absolutely humiliated as well. She turned to Thalia and smiled. “Ok, I am ready to see them now! This will be good!” she said with joy in her voice.
“Follow me then…..” Thalia told her. She then started to walk further down the corridor, and she finally arrived at the final two cells in the hallway. She wanted her two greatest prizes in these cells and loved knowing they were in there, trapped and helpless. She had put the other two women she captured, Veronica and Kylie in the other cellblock on the other side of the fort. She remembered she would have to walk all the way down there later so she could play with them as well. She looked inside the cell to her left and saw La Diabla lying on the floor. She could see her naked body and could see the painful expression on her face. She knew she was still suffering from the aftereffects of that cream and that gave her great joy. “Well, there she is. Take a look.” she told Priscilla, then pointed at the cell.
Priscilla walked towards the cell with great excitement in her body. She couldn’t help but flash a huge smile as she was about to see her worst enemy behind those bars. She approached the cell and looked inside. What she saw brought a huge smile to her face. She saw a very naked La Diabla laying on her back with her hands over her head. She could tell she was either resting or she was dead. She could see those breasts, that flat stomach and could even see her pubic area. She saw that it appeared to be shaven, and she then saw the barefeet. She remembered this look as she once had La Diabla stripped completely naked and at her mercy. Seeing her in this state sent such a tremendous amount of happiness in her body, she felt like crying. She put her hands to her mouth and then she started to laugh. It was the kind of laughter that started small, but then grew louder. This was the sweetest sight she had witnessed in months! “hehehe….heheheHEHEHE….HEHEHEHEHEHE…HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA WAKE UP YOU BITCH!!” she shouted.
La Diabla was resting her eyes when she heard a commotion. She had no idea what it was but then she heard a laugh. A very familiar laugh. She opened her eyes and looked up towards the cell door. She started to focus her eyes and she thought she saw a ghost, or she was severely hallucinating. She could see that face and that blond hair, and it made her stomach turn. She was now fully conscious, and she knew who that woman was. It was the woman she hated to her core. A woman she truly enjoyed torturing and breaking her. Her history with this woman went very deep and very emotional. This was the one person on Earth where she could say she truly hated her. She remembered what she did to her and that was such a humiliating moment in her life. But what really made her hate her with every fiber of her being was what that woman did to a woman she cared about so much. That woman tortured her friend Cheyenne so much. The cruelty she gave Cheyenne was unforgiveable and now she felt her anger rising. She also realized she was naked in front of her, but she didn’t care. She glanced over and also saw Thalia standing there next to her. La Diabla started to wonder if they were working together. “Priscilla…..you evil bitch! Why are you here?” she asked with venom in her voice.
“I am here to watch you for the final time! You stupid bitch, looks like I get the last laugh! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Priscilla laughed. This moment filled her with such joy, she didn’t know how to react. She started to think that perhaps this was a sign for her to return to her glory. She kept a low profile in Mexico while her husband Julio Montenegro dominated everything. She started to wonder if she should restart her trafficking business again. Having La Diabla being sent away as a sex slave was the perfect sign her time has come again. “I can’t wait to see you get shipped off to Greece and get your holes filled every day. Seeing you in this cage like the animal you are is perhaps the greatest gift I could receive. Hahahaha by the way, how does your pussy feel?” she gloated.
La Diabla closed her eyes and could feel her rage growing. Seeing Priscilla so happy at her expense really affected her and she felt absolutely humiliated. She could still feel the pain between her legs, and she slowly rolled to her left side, so she could hide the front of her body. She knew Thalia was next to her, so there was no chance for her to reach outside the cage and strangle that woman to death. “I promise you; we will meet again. When we do, we will end this.” she muttered.
“How? You will be in Greece! You don’t have Bessie to save you now. She is a naked, crying whore in a cage herself! I win, La Diabla! I WIN!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Priscilla laughed. She rubbed her hands and just couldn’t contain her happiness at the moment.
Darby looked up from her cell as she heard the voices in the corridor. She looked over and noticed Thalia standing there facing La Diabla’s cell. She also noticed the tall blond woman standing next to her and she had to wipe her eyes. She then heard the voice, and she recognized it immediately. It was Priscilla!! That woman had escape apprehension back in California and now, she was standing there. She wished she could get out of this cell and capture her again. She also despised the woman and felt her blood starting to boil. She could hear her mocking La Diabla and it really got her upset. She knew just how much La Diabla hated her. She also remembered the cruel things that woman did to her friend, Cheyenne. She was there when the young Native American princess almost killed her with a knife she had. Darby remembered the cruel things Priscilla told Cheyenne and she didn’t blame her for wanting to plunge that knife into that woman to end her. She remembered just how much Cheyenne was hurting and it still broke her heart. She was the one to console Cheyenne and was very pleased when she was captured. Now, she was right there. She then heard Priscilla mention Bessie’s name! She heard her say she was naked and in a cage. “What?! Bessie is here???” she called out.
Priscilla heard a voice behind her, and she turned around. She wanted to know who was calling out and when she saw who it was, another large smile formed on her face. It was Darby!! She hated La Diabla the most, but she also truly hated Darby. She was the one who arrested her and was sending her to jail. She felt a sense of pride growing as she knew she was about to be shipped off too. She then turned around and walked towards that cage. It was time to speak to a woman who dared apprehended her. “Why, what do we have here? It is Plotsville’s greatest hero! Deputy Darby Reeves. Like I told that slut girlfriend of yours, look who has the last laugh now! You thought you were so invincible, didn’t you? Looks like my friend Thalia put you in your place! Hahahaha good luck being a sex slave in Greece. You know, I think it is destiny. Christos Andino was on his way to buy sex slaves from me. How ironic it is that I would have sold you to him then, but you still wind up going to him anyway? Hahahaha Oh, I love this moment!” she shouted with joy.
Thalia couldn’t help but grin as she heard Priscilla having the time of her life. She heard her say they were friends, and that wasn’t anywhere near the truth. She had some respect for Priscilla, but not much. Her failure to take care of La Diabla and Darby resulted in her friends being captured. It was funny listening to her berate the two prized prisoners, but she was done here. She wanted to go back into the dining room and start to get ready for her departure. She didn’t want to waste too much time being down here as there were things to do. “Ok, you ready? You saw them, now let’s go. I have things to do.” she told her.
Priscilla looked over at Thalia and could see the serious look on her face. She wondered why that woman was not more jovial at the moment. But she did have fear of her and figured it was time to go. Seeing Darby and La Diabla behind bars and completely naked was definitely an accomplishment and a highlight. She did not want to anger the Greek bounty hunter and she nodded her head. “Yes, I am ready. We can go now. Oh, and both La Diabla and Darby, from the bottom of my heart, I hope you both get a dick rammed into your mouth in a daily basis. It will finally shut you both up. Bye you whores!” she said, then started to walk with Thalia.
Darby watched her leave and felt such anger within her. Seeing Priscilla so happy really got to her and she hoped that one day, she would capture her. She just needed to get her to American soil where she would be arrested immediately because of her escape from apprehension. She then looked over at La Diabla who was lying on her left side, so she could see her back. She knew how much the outlaw hated Priscilla and wondered what she may have been thinking. “Salem, I can’t believe that woman is here. This just keeps getting worse…” she told her.
La Diabla heard Darby’s voice and she tried to calm herself. Seeing Priscilla really got her blood boiling, and the image of Cheyenne’s face entered her mind. She hoped that evil woman would not go after her again. She also resented the fact she was free. She felt humiliated because that woman was gloating in front of her and there was nothing she could do about it. “I hate that bitch…More than you can ever imagine. I promise, I will get her. We will cross paths again and she will pay a price…” she said with venom in her voice.
Thalia entered the dining room again and sat back down. Peta and Carissa had finished and were cleaning up the area. She saw Priscilla sit down and that woman still had the biggest grin on her face. “As you can see, everything is taken care of. They will never bother you again.” she told her.
“Yes!!! Oh, that was the SWEETEST thing ever! Thank you, Thalia. That was a great moment. Now, I do want to ask a favor of you.” Priscilla told her. She then leaned forward and clasped her hands together. When she heard she would be meeting Thalia this day to see a destroyed La Diabla, she also wanted to discuss business. She was getting inspired by the events that took place and the only regret she had was that she didn’t watch it happen.
“A favor? What favor?” Thalia asked. She could see a gleam in Priscilla’s eyes, and she wondered what she was about to say. She had a hunch but waited to hear the answer.
“Seeing what you did here inspired me!! I want a meeting with your boss, Christos Andino. I want to get back into the trafficking game, and I believe we can make a great partnership. Can we make that happen?” Priscilla asked.
“A meeting with Christos? I don’t know when he will be back to Mexico. I can pass the message to him that you want to meet him. No promises.” Thalia responded. Her hunch was right, and Priscilla was trying to form an alliance with her employer.
“Thank you. I appreciate that. Well then, I guess we will be in contact. Mind if I have some breakfast? I didn’t eat before I traveled here. I was too excited! Haha” Priscilla asked. She kept thinking about how she was going to get things set up and make more money. She felt a little nervous around Thalia, but she definitely respected her.
“Sure, take as much food as you like. Speaking of which, since we have such a long boat ride, I need our prisoners fed their breakfast. Let me see who can feed them….” Thalia asked as she looked around the room. She looked for Amalia who wasn’t in the room at the time.
“How about I get my servant to do it? Think of it as a friendly gesture to our possible business venture in the future! She needs to get working anyway. Got to keep her active.” Priscilla offered.
“Ok, that sounds good. Tell her that the food for the prisoners, some oatmeal, is behind the fort. It should be in a crate. Then she can go feed all of them. Tell her to hurry up and we do have some festivities we want to get to as well.” Thalia accepted.
“Great! Francine? You heard Thalia! Now, get to work! Do it!” Priscilla commanded. She then looked at Francine and saw her head nodded affirmatively and then walked out of the room. “Good help is so hard to find these days…hahahaha” she quipped.
Becky slowed her horse down as she was near the fort. She felt her nerves going wild as she was about to embark on a mission that would not only determine her chances of being a deputy, but also her life was at stake. She had to somehow make things work perfectly. She told Phoebe her plan, but it wasn’t a specific plan. She had no idea how she was going to infiltrate the fort. She had no idea how many of the Greeks there were. She was risking everything, and she had no specific idea. She came upon the wagon that she rode in earlier with Darby and the others. She then stopped her horse and figured this would be a good place to leave the horse. She got off the animal and took a deep breath. “Ok Becky Lockhart. This is yer chance to do things right! I don’t know what I am gonna do, but I have to use muh brains!” she told herself.
Becky slowly went back to the hill she was originally on when she fell and hit her head. She remembered the hill would have a bird’s eye view of the fort and maybe she could see something that would help let her know what to do. She thought maybe she could see some kind of opening or something. When she got to the rock formation on top of the hill, she checked that she had her gun first, and then she looked at the rocks. She carefully walked on the rocks, trying to make sure she didn’t fall this time. She managed to get to where she was supposed to be originally and now, she looked down. She could see the fort from the side view. She could see where the front gate was, but she could also see behind the fort as well. Her eyes scanned the area, and she couldn’t find anything too obvious. She couldn’t even tell if there were people inside. She did see a carriage of sorts in the front of the fort. It looked very stylish and wondered who it belonged to. She kept looking around the fort area for another ten minutes and started to get really nervous. She still did not have a way in and now she wondered if this plan was going to work. She couldn’t go back to Phoebe empty handed or go to Sheriff Dickerson like that too. Then she saw something! She pulled out her looking glass and saw a woman behind the fort going to some kind of crate. The woman had short brown hair and what made her stand out was that she was not wearing the black, military style uniforms the other Greeks wore. She wondered who the woman was as she appeared small and petite. “I wonder who she is. She doesn’t look like a warrior. Maybe she showed up in that fancy carriage. I wonder if she is just a worker. Hey, I got an idea! Perhaps that’s muh ticket to get inside!” she said to herself with excitement.
Francine walked outside of the fort and headed towards the large crate, holding a platter with nine bowls. She was ordered to retrieve food from it and had to go feed the prisoners. She felt absolutely horrible she was part of this trafficking ring, but she had to obey. She was happy that Priscilla seemed like she was in a very good mood, and it was kind of pleasing to see a naked La Diabla in her cage. As she arrived at the crate, she thought about how her life brought her to this point. She really missed her family, and she even missed her old life back in Frankstown. She missed working for Madam Olivia and now she was relegated to being a servant to a woman with no heart. She placed the platter down on the ground and started to open the crate. It was a little heavy, but she had to work hard to get it open. She had to do her job and the last thing she wanted to do was make Priscilla angry and ruin her very happy mood. She hoped when they returned to the Montenegro house, she would be able to at least go back to her room and just have a moment of peace. The lid finally opened, and she reached inside and started to scoop the oatmeal out of the container in the crate and into the bowls.
Becky carefully made her way down the hill towards the back of the fort. She figured if she could somehow get to that woman, she might be able to get in. She had no idea what she was going to do once she did approach the woman, but she also had to make sure the woman did not scream. Once she got down the hill, she looked at the tall wooden fence. She took a deep breath and had to get over this fence as fast as she could. It reminded her of the climbing wall she trained on back at the Sheriff’s station. She then jumped up, placed her hands on top of the fence and then started to climb up over the fence. She was feeling a sense of accomplishment as she remembered the many attempts she practiced back in Plotsville and now it was paying off. Once she got to the top, she quickly made her way over and landed on her feet. She realized she had made it and she smiled! Her mind was excited that her training was paying off, now she had to go sneak up on that woman. She started to run across the field and went towards the edge of the fort wall. She then peered over and could see the woman’s backside. Becky moved a little and could also see a back entrance from which the woman came from. She wondered if she should just go inside, but she had no idea where she was going. She did notice the woman was filling many bowls with something and figured it must have been breakfast. It was going to be breakfast for either the Greeks, or perhaps the prisoners. She kept thinking about the situation and figured it had to be for the prisoners because she doubted Thalia and her friends would eat something coming from a crate instead of fresh food. “Ok Becky, time to sneak up on her and get her to lead me to muh friends!” she thought to herself.
Francine continued to scoop out the oatmeal and was oblivious to someone rapidly approaching her from behind. She already filled four of the nine bowls and kept working. Then she heard something. It sounded like a twig or something and she turned around. She saw someone approaching her and it startled her! She dropped a bowl as she saw a tall, red headed woman in pigtails approaching her and she was about to scream!
Becky saw that Francine turned around before she could get there and saw she was about to scream. She knew she had to do something, or her entire plan was going to blow up. She pulled out her gun and pointed it at Francine. It was the first time in her life that she had ever pointed a gun at another human being, and it frightened her. She knew this was the first of many new experiences she had to encounter if she wanted to be a deputy. She really hoped she wouldn’t have to pull the trigger. “Sssshh!!!! Don’t scream! I just wanna talk to ya!” she told her.
Francine froze in place as she saw the gun pointed at her. She had no idea who this woman was or what she wanted, but she knew if she screamed, she could be shot! Terror filled her body and she started to feel really sad. She put her hands up and she started to feel her emotions running high. She saw the gap-toothed woman approach her and she looked up at her. It was surprising that the woman had a friendly looking face, and she also knew she had no money on her. “W-What do you w-want? Please don’t k-k-kill me….” she stuttered in fear.
Becky got close to Francine and did a quick turnaround towards the back entrance of the fort. She wanted to make sure no one was looking. She then turned her head back towards Francine and could see how frightened she was. The woman was starting to tremble, and she could see the fear on her face. She started to think this woman probably was not really associated with the Greeks and might have been some kind of assistant instead. She wondered if she could befriend the woman and hopefully get her to help her. “I am not gonna kill ya. In fact, I am gonna put muh gun down. But do not scream, or I will have no choice. Ok?” she told her.
Francine nodded her head as she did not want to be shot. She wondered what this woman wanted if she was going to lower her gun. Then another thought entered her head. It was as though she had seen this woman before, or someone who looked like her. That red hair, the height, the deputy like appearance and then it dawned on her. This woman looked like Deputy Darby Reeves! It wasn’t her as she saw Darby within her cell, but this woman was so very similar. She wondered if this was a relative of Darby’s who was trying to rescue her. “Please, don’t hurt me. W-Who are you?” she asked with fear in her voice.
“Muh name is Becky Lockhart, and I am a deputy of Plotsville! Well, actually I am an apprentice, but you get the idea. Hehehe” Becky told her. She could sense this woman was not a true physical threat and it was time to get to know her a little bit. She knew she had to hurry because the Greeks may come out looking for the woman. “What is your name? And are there other people inside that fort?” she asked.
“M-My name is Francine. There are others in there….” Francine responded. She was still stunned that this conversation was even taking place. The strange part was that Becky seemed really friendly and not like the usual people she was around, especially with the Montenegros.
“Ok, thank ya Francine. It is nice to meet ya!” Becky told her, then extended her hand for a handshake. She thought if she could befriend the woman, she could potentially have her help her. Right now, it was about trying to get as much information as possible. She felt Francine shaking her hand in return and that was a really good sign. She did not want to appear threatening at all to her. “So, what do ya do here? Looks like ya want to feed an army. Hehehe” she giggled.
Francine’s mind was still blown away at the friendliness of this woman. She wondered if she was dreaming all of this as this woman was trying to make small talk. She also thought that since this woman was a deputy from Plotsville, she might be trying to rescue Darby. She did not want any part of that as she would be in trouble by Priscilla and her life was already very miserable. “Yes…I am getting breakfast ready for some people.” she said quietly.
“Well, I can help ya if ya like! Do you work for some of the people?” Becky asked, trying to continue the friendly conversation.
“Yes…..I work for….Mrs. Priscilla Montenegro. She is here visiting her friends.” Francine replied.
Becky’s eyes went wide with shock as she heard the name Priscilla Montenegro. She remembered reading how the woman was such an evil person and the chaos she caused in California. She remembered Darby telling her stories about those adventures and how much of a battle it was to overcome her. She also remembered reading about how Priscilla was rescued from custody and fled to Mexico. Now she was here! She wondered if Priscilla was behind Thalia arriving and getting revenge against Darby! She also remembered another fact about the evil woman. She treated everyone with great disdain and judging by Francine’s demeanor, she was probably treated horribly as well. She learned so much from Darby’s stories as she hung onto every word. If that was the case, she wondered if she could get Francine to break away from Priscilla and help her with this plan. “You work for Priscilla Montenegro? Um, I am sorry to hear that actually. I heard she was, well, not very nice to people.” she told her.
Francine smiled a little as she heard those words. It meant that people knew about Priscilla and her cruel ways. She could tell Becky was sympathetic to her and it felt nice to talk to someone who was not connected to Priscilla in any way. Back in Ciudad Zopilote, she knew other workers were deathly afraid of the woman and her husband, and they didn’t dare cross them. She also knew one of them could always tattle on anyone who said something bad, which would only enrage Priscilla even more. She saw the look on Becky’s face, and she felt the concern and sympathy. “Yeah, she is really hard to work for. She is not the nicest person in the world. You are not going to tell her I said that, are you??” she asked, with fear growing in her voice.
Becky heard that tone of voice and she knew poor Francine seemed so scared of Priscilla. Then another idea entered her head, and she could use that fear and potential loathing to her advantage. She was surprised she was thinking a few steps ahead in her loosely set up plan. “I will never tell her! I can tell ya are a very nice woman. I am surprised yer with her. Ya don’t need to be around her. She is a bitch! Hehehe” she giggled.
Francine chuckled as she heard that comment about Priscilla. She agreed with that sentiment with every fiber of her being. She started to wonder what Becky was planning on doing with her because she couldn’t have arrived to just make small talk with her. “hehehe she is! She really is. Um, Becky. Can I help you with something? Why are you here?” she asked.
Becky felt her heart beating faster when she heard that question. She really hoped her friendly approach helped put Francine at ease and that the woman was not going to yell for help. She figured this was the moment she had to get Francine to hopefully help her. She felt the butterflies and took a deep breath. “Well, I am here because muh friend is probably trapped inside there. I will be honest with ya Francine. Ya are such a nice woman. I need yer help. I want to know, are there ladies inside there that are captured?” she asked.
Francine was surprised at the question, and this was a moment of truth for her. She liked Becky’s demeanor and she absolutely hated being in this location with Priscilla and she even feared the woman named Thalia. She wanted to keep a low profile and hopefully avoid getting in trouble. She also knew Darby and others were down in those cells and realized their lives were in danger as well. She felt conflicted at the moment. She pondered if she should just say nothing, or if she should help Becky with her questions. She then looked at the ground, then back at Becky. She knew what she was about to do next would probably get her in deep trouble, but she could always say Becky attacked her. “Yes, there are ladies inside there. They are in cells, and I am getting their breakfast. Your friend Darby is in there. If you are a deputy from Plotsville, then I know you know her. Please don’t tell anyone I told you that….” she told her.
Becky started to feel flush as she finally got confirmation that Darby and the others were indeed captured. It meant the battle yesterday did not go well and somehow her getting knocked out saved her. Her own clumsiness prevented her from being captured and for the first time in her life, that horrible trait she had perhaps saved her very life. Now she had to act. She knew Darby and all the others needed her at this moment. This was it. This was when she had to act to save their lives. “She is??? Thank ya for tellin’ me, Francine. What are they gonna do with them?” she asked, feeling her adrenaline spiking.
“They are getting ready to be shipped to Greece. This really strong looking lady named Thalia told Priscilla she was sending the women back with her to Greece. They leave later today. Becky, please, please, please, don’t tell anyone I told you this! You don’t understand the danger I could be in if they found out I told you all of this! Promise me!” Francine told her. She knew she was betraying Priscilla and Thalia, but she liked Becky and figured she should help someone. She had history with Darby and also La Diabla and they were the reasons her life was led in the current direction, but she still felt horrible because she understood what it was like to be a prisoner. Over the last two years, she learned to be a lot more empathetic to others who were trapped like she was. She still had animosity towards La Diabla but seeing her like that really affected her. Even if La Diabla was doomed to be a sex slave, she could at least help the other women that were there.
Becky could sense that fear within Francine and she understood the risk the woman was committing to helping her. She then thought about helping her in return. She knew poor Francine was some kind of servant or sex slave and perhaps if she offered to rescue her too, the woman would be more likely to help her. “I promise ya I won’t say a word. Ya have been most helpful muh friend. Say, I can tell ya are very miserable. How about this? If ya help me rescue muh friends, I will rescue ya too. I can get ya away from Priscilla!” she offered.
Francine’s eyes lit up when she heard that offer. She had a chance to finally escape the clutches of Priscilla and for the first time in nearly two years, she could be free! She felt her body shiver and she could see the sincerity in Becky’s face. The thought of finally going back home to the United States sounded wonderful, but then fear took over again. “Can you really help me? I mean, I just see you here. Priscilla and Thalia have a lot of people too. Plus, they are very strong, especially Thalia. She scares me.” she told her.
Becky gulped when she heard that description and she knew that Thalia was something to be very concerned about. If someone like Darby and La Diabla were defeated, chances were she was not going to be able to defeat Thalia as well. But she had a purpose in her mission. She had to do this, or everyone would be lost. “I know they are, but Francine, with yer help, I can get some of muh friends free! We get them free, now we have the numbers too. I need ya to help me. Can ya do it? I promise ya, if we succeed, I will take ya back to yer home. I solemnly swear.” she offered.
Francine started to tremble as she considered that offer. It sounded so tempting to help Becky as it could lead to her own personal freedom. This might be the one chance she had to finally being free of servitude and go back home. She missed her family even though she was estranged from them when she worked in Frankstown. She missed her friends, and she missed her life. This chance may never arrive again and even though she was afraid, the chance to be free was so strong. She looked towards the heavens and sighed. She then looked at Becky’s face and saw that smile on her face. She could see those freckles and that gap toothed smile, and she decided to put it all on the line. If this young woman was willing to risk her own life and safety for others, then she could do the same. “Ok, I will help you. Please, please get me away from here. I want to go home. I really want to go home….” she responded and felt her eyes welling with tears.
Becky could see the emotion on Francine’s face and knew this woman must have suffered quite a bit. She felt so appreciative of her for risking her own well-being to help her. This motivated her to succeed in this mission and had to do whatever it took to get the job done. She stepped forward, then wrapped her arms around Francine in a hug. “Thank ya Francine. Ya are the best thing to happen to me today and I promise ya, we will get muh friends free. That includes ya. Ya are muh friend too.” she whispered into her ear.
Francine felt very emotional, and she wanted to start crying. Hearing Becky tell her those words and feeling that hug felt incredible. She finally had a chance to be free and go back home. She knew it was all a risk, but she liked Becky and this woman was willing to help her gain her freedom. “Thank you so much. Please, get me home.” she whispered back.
“Let’s go! Can you show me where muh friends are?” Becky asked. She was feeling good that she came up with some kind of plan and it seemed to be working. This pretty, but frightened woman was willing to help her, and she had to take advantage before she was discovered.
“I can show you. They are not all in one place, however. I know two of them are in another wing of the fort, and everyone else is in the other. I know the two women haven’t been tortured yet, but they will be soon.” Francine told her as she remembered what Thalia and Priscilla were discussing. She started to feel really nervous as she was about to help this woman free some prisoners. “I also know that they will be taken to the nearby harbor so they can get put on the boat and sail to Greece.” she added.
Becky was shocked to hear that last statement as the reality of the danger really took hold. Now she knew she had to act, or Darby and the others would be sent to Greece and never seen again. She thought about the two women in the other wing, and they seemed to be isolated and not tormented yet. She figured if this was their last day and they had to be tortured first, it was probably Darby and La Diabla. Those two women were the greatest prizes someone evil like Thalia would have. They would most likely be tortured last as the grand ending before leaving for home. She figured that’s what she would have done if she was evil, so she felt confident that freeing those two women would set things up for everyone to succeed. “Ok, let’s go to the two women. It sounds like they haven’t been really paid attention to yet, and if they haven’t been tortured yet, then we got to save them! Oh, by the way, how are they being tortured? Is there blood?” she asked, then gulped.
Francine heard the concern in Becky’s voice, and she knew she was probably very worried about her friends. “There’s no blood that I know of. But I know the torture they went through was really bad. They are all naked inside their cells. Thalia and Priscilla seemed really pleased.” she told her.
“That’s terrible! Ok muh friend, let’s go get them! We can save the day!” Becky told her and pumped her fist a little.
Francine giggled a little because this woman appeared to be a skilled deputy, but her demeanor made her wonder if she really was trained to handle something like this. It was worth the risk if it meant she could be free. “Ok, follow me. But you have to be very quiet. Let me finish filling these bowls, so in case anyone sees me, they think I am feeding the prisoners, ok?” she instructed.
“Gotcha! Good thinking! Here, let me help you fill them, so we can get movin’!” Becky told her. She then went to the crate and saw the large pot filled with oatmeal. She started to place the food inside the bowls and soon, every bowl was filled up and she handed it to Francine. This was the moment. She took a deep breath and smiled at Francine. “Ok, I’m ready….” she said with a hint of nervousness in her voice.
Francine took the tray and nodded her head. She then started to walk back to the fort entrance with Becky right behind her. She really hoped she did not encounter anyone on her way to the other wing. She made it to the door and took a peek inside. No one was there. She slipped inside and she heard Becky behind her. She made it to a corridor that extended in both directions. She turned and looked at Becky who was staring at the walls and seemed to be in awe. Her own heart started to beat even faster as everything going forward was high risk and there could be a major battle brewing. She felt her hands trembling as she thought about everything that was on the line. She prayed that she would not get caught because eventually, Thalia and her friends would notice the prisoners were missing. She thought that she should go feed the other prisoners first, so there would be time for her to be away from this area and not get blamed for the escape of the other two. She looked at Becky and realized this was her last time talking directly to her before this attempt began. “Ok, I will go to the other wing to feed the other prisoners. The wing you want to go to is right down that hallway. Good luck Becky. Please succeed and don’t forget about me.” she told her.
“Ya betcha! Thank ya Francine for everything ya have done. Ya will be a hero when it is all over! Oh, do ya have a key for their jail cells?” Becky asked. She thought about the moment she would find the prisoners, but she still had to get them out of the jails.
“Um, I don’t. Oh no! What will we do?” Francine asked. That was a great question posed by Becky and she didn’t have a key. Only the Greeks had the keys.
“I got an idea! I remember a long time ago, muh brother Rory taught me how to pick locks. I will need one thing from ya. Do ya happen to have a hairpin?” Becky asked. She recalled when she was in her early teens, she and her older brother would pick locks on her farm inside the barn. Rory taught her that a simple hairpin could be used to pick most locks. It was a skill she picked up and she never told anyone else. It was a fun secret to keep between her and her brother. Now that skill would come in handy at this very moment.
“I-I do! Here!” Francine told her as she turned her back towards Becky. She had short hair, but it was long enough to style up and look very pretty. Priscilla demanded that she grow her hair longer, and as it did, she did things to keep the short hair look. She then felt hands on the back of her head, and she felt the hairpin coming loose. Then she felt her hair get freed and she smiled. It looked like this plan might actually work.
“Thank ya! I got it!” Becky said as she held up the hairpin. She then saw Francine turn around and she could see the smile on her face. For the first time, she saw Francine with a genuine smile, and she thought she looked really nice. “Ya look really pretty, Francine. I like yer smile!” she told her.
Francine blushed a little as she heard the compliments. It had been a very long time since she heard something very nice about her and now she started to have hope. “Thank you. You are pretty yourself. Now, let’s get this done. I really want to go home.” she replied.
“Ya will. I promise ya!” Becky told her. She then watched as Francine started to walk away towards the other wing and now it was time for her to make her move. She took a very deep breath and then headed in the other direction. She wanted to find Darby and La Diabla and get them free! Under their leadership, she knew everything would turn out great!
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