Ok fans, thank you for the wonderful feedback you have provided for this particular series and the overall "Deputy universe". This is the last part of La Diabla's return series before she is seen again in my culmination series. I hope you have all enjoyed watching her progress over the series. Like I said, this character is one of my all time favorites. I love writing about her. This final part is story driven, with tickling of course. It is setting her (and Cheyenne's) role for the culmination series. I hope you enjoy this last part and I hope you look forward to the culmination series with these two characters. Your feedback and comments are most welcome!
PART 5
THREE DAYS LATER
La Diabla and Cheyenne rode towards the border near California. Based on the basic descriptions given by Cheyenne, La Diabla was able to deduce where Cheyenne’s village was. The Elu tribe was near a lake and a few hundred miles from a large ocean. La Diabla figured it must be the Pacific Ocean and since the tribe was in the United States, she figured it was in California. As the pair rode towards California through Mexico, when they got closer, Cheyenne started to recognize certain landscaping and with her usual enthusiasm, they knew they were getting close. La Diabla was enjoying this journey. She and Cheyenne had good conversations and even when they set up camp for the night, they got along very well. La Diabla was learning just how intelligent this young woman was, and even though her demeanor was of pure innocence, Cheyenne seemed to very knowledgeable of things. This was a much different experience for La Diabla. She was growing very fond of Cheyenne and felt a desire to protect her and make sure she was safe.
“I think we are close!!” Cheyenne said with excitement in her voice. “Those hills over there, they are very similar to the ones close by my tribe. Are we in the United States yet?” she asked.
“Yeah, we are pretty close. Probably another 5 miles or so…” La Diabla replied, then felt Cheyenne’s arms squeezing her tighter around her waist. “Excited?” La Diabla chuckled.
“Yes!!! I’m getting so nervous!!!” Cheyenne responded with a giddiness.
La Diabla continued to guide her horse on their path, and she started to think about how the moment will be when she does deliver Cheyenne to her tribe. She started to imagine the emotion of it all and it felt nice to her. She started thinking about her journey to this place and realized how much this was a rewarding experience. Her ankle was much better over these few days, and she is glad she went by the burned villa of El Guapo. She visited the site to take a few things if they survived the fire, such as additional ammunition for her gun, a change of clothes and some more water. She was surprised that her room at the villa was mainly intact, the main areas were burned down. She thought about who may have survived from her gang and where El Guapo may have gone. Time went on, and soon they finally arrived at the United States-Mexico border. Once she crossed the border, she felt a sense of accomplishment. “Almost there,,,,we are now in the United States.”
“Yay!!” Cheyenne said excitedly. She started to feel a rush of adrenaline flowing through her body as she was so close to being home again. She started to imagine what it would be like when she finally sees her family and friends once again. She could not wait to give them all a big hug! Cheyenne then started to reflect on this journey with La Diabla. It was such a surreal experience being with a woman many considered to be evil. She got to see a side that no one else sees she thought to herself. She found La Diabla to be this amazing woman and wondered how she could have gotten mixed up in crime. Cheyenne had no fear of La Diabla, but she was still aware of what she was capable of. She truly admired the outlaw and she thought back to that first night, where she got to touch her feet. She smiled as she remembered how much it tickled La Diabla. That was definitely a highlight of her life. She got to tickle the feet of a feared woman outlaw and had no consequences. As they continued to ride, she started to see very familiar landscapes, then her eyes went big as she recognized a very familiar hill. On the other side of that hill, was her village! “We’re here! We’re here!!”
La Diabla reached her left index finger into her ear as though as was clearing it out. Cheyenne’s voice was very loud! “I am guessing we are here? I couldn’t tell because you are so quiet.” she chuckled.
“heheh sorry…. Yes, we are here..I-I can’t believe it…I’m about to be home…” Cheyenne said as her voice started to get emotional. When they got to the top of the hill, they could look over it and there it was. The village of the Elu tribe. “I’m home….” Cheyenne stammered as her eyes watered with joy.
La Diabla couldn’t help but smile as she guided her horse down the hill towards the village. The village itself was not large, and she saw many teepees and some wigwams. She saw smoke coming from the center of the village from a bonfire that was raging. She could see many people wandering about their day. The village teepees and wigwams were in a “grid” structure, where with every wigwam, a smaller teepee was next to it. As they rode closer, La Diabla saw that they had been spotted and a gathering of the men had formed. From what she could see, they started to arm themselves with their spears and bows and arrows. Some even brought horses with them. Some of the men then mounted their horses and started to ride towards them. When they got close, La Diabla made her horse come to a stop so she wouldn’t appear threatening. The men on the horses made it towards them and then surrounded them.
“Shikoba? Is that you?” one of the men asked, looking at Cheyenne.
“Yes, it is me Maikoh!!!!” Cheyenne said with such excitement in her voice. She quickly dismounted the horse and ran towards him. Cheyenne’s eyes were filled with tears of joy as she got closer to Maikoh, who got off his horse and ran towards her. As soon as they got close, the two hugged each other really tight, with Maikoh lifting her off her feet and swinging her around with joy.
“You are alive!!! Oh praise the great spirits!!! You are home!!” Maikoh shouted. He was the Elu tribe’s best warrior and seeing Princess Cheyenne was truly a great moment for him.
“Yes yes!!! I am home!! I missed you sooooooo much!!” Cheyenne said, letting her tears flow as she was so happy this moment had finally happened.
La Diabla saw the two embrace and she felt a little tingle of happiness in her heart. She didn’t want to let her own emotions be visible, but she felt genuinely happy for Cheyenne finally making it back home. She knew how much the poor girl waited for this moment and seeing her in pure joy made her happy. She then saw the other men on horseback clapping and hollering celebratory phrases and words and she loved this sight.
“Is my mother and father here??” Cheyenne said as she finally broke the embrace.
“Yes!! Yes!! They are here! They are going to be so happy! Hey, who is your friend?” Maikoh asked as he looked over at La Diabla.
“Oh, that is my friend La Diabla! She is the one who rescued me and brought me here! She is my hero!” Cheyenne said as she looked towards La Diabla.
La Diabla smiled and felt a little embarrassed being called a hero. No one else has ever called her that, not in her line of work. She waved back and tipped her hat towards the group.
“Well, let’s go La Diabla! We thank you for bringing Shikoba back! Come, come. I am sure our Chief would love to meet you. You brought back the most special person in his entire life. Princess Shikoba!” Maikoh said with pride.
“Yes, come with us! I want you to meet everyone!” Cheyenne said as she then started to walk over to the horse. “I will ride in with her. Let’s go!!!” she shouted as she mounted Tesoro again and held onto La Diabla.
La Diabla chuckled again as she then started to ride towards the village, escorted by the men who came to greet them. As they got closer to the village, she saw a larger crowd gathering and when she got to the edge of the crowd, the people started to part and she rode down the “aisle” towards a massive wigwam. Once they got close, she saw the two people walk out and then stood there. La Diabla figured, this may be the Chief and his wife standing there, Cheyenne’s parents!
Maikoh got off his horse and approached Chief Wanbli. “My great Chief! The ancient spirits are pleased with us. They brought us back a gift! This woman, La Diabla has brought back the one thing that is most precious to you….”
Chief Wanbli looked towards La Diabla with wide eyes as he wondered what Maikoh was talking about. Then he saw a young woman get off the horse from behind La Diabla and then he saw her running towards him. His heart stopped and his eyes went wide when he realized who it was. It was his daughter! He looked towards his wife and she also had the same look of shock.
“FATHER!!!!!!! MOTHER!!!!!” Cheyenne screamed as she rushed towards her parents. She has been waiting for this very moment ever since she was taken away a year ago. When she made it to them, she immediately hugged her mother with great force.
Isi was in pure shock as she saw her daughter running towards her at full speed. When she felt Cheyenne hug her, she felt intense emotion as she felt her daughter’s touch for the first time in over a year. There was no greater feeling she had right now than ever in her life. Her eyes filled with tears immediately and she was overcome with joy. “Shikoba?! Shikoba, it is really you???!!!”
“Yes Mother, yes it’s me!!! I am here! I am here!!” Cheyenne cried out as she started to cry tears of joy herself too. She then felt her father hug her as all three did a group hug.
“My daughter! My precious daughter!” Wanbli said as he hugged his wife and daughter very tight. This was a moment he thought about for such a long time. He was overcome with emotion as well and let out his tears. Ever since Priscilla Montenegro took his daughter away from him, all he could think about was her safe return.
“I love you both so much!! I’m home I’m home I’m home!!!” Cheyenne shouted, still clutching her parents and her tears were flowing freely from her eyes. It took such a long time for this moment, but everything right now was special.
La Diabla witnessed the group hug and she looked around. She saw all the other tribe members cheering, clapping and shouting at this reunion. The crowd was full of joy seeing their tribe princess return. La Diabla looked back at the group hug and her own eyes filled with tears. It was such a tender moment and she knew just how much this meant for Cheyenne. La Diabla could hear Cheyenne and her parents crying, so she started to blink her eyes as she didn’t want to let the tears fall. She was so happy for her friend. She dismounted her horse and stood next to it as she took in the sight.
Cheyenne and her parents finally let go of each other and just stared at each other, with tears in their eyes and wide smiles. Her parents looked her up and down and she just couldn’t stand still. “I can’t believe I am here!”
“H-how did you make it back? Who is your friend?” Wanbli asked, looking at La Diabla.
“Oh, that’s my friend La Diabla! She is the one who brought me here! She saved me father. She is my hero!” Cheyenne said excitedly.
Wanbli, Isi and Cheyenne then walked over towards La Diabla who was smiling at them. Wanbli walked up to La Diabla, paused for a moment, then reached out and embraced her. He hugged her very tight and then he let her go and looked at her with graciousness in his eyes. “Thank you…thank you for saving my daughter..” he said, his eyes filling with tears.
La Diabla smiled in gratitude and nodded her head. “You’re welcome…I am happy I could bring her back home.” She whispered.
“You have my eternal gratitude…you brought back to me my greatest joy….” Wanbli told La Diabla.
Isi then walked up to La Diabla and hugged her tightly. “You saved my baby girl…I owe you my life. You brought me back my heart…” she cried.
La Diabla could feel the love in Isi’s heart as she felt the hug. Flashes of her own mother filled her mind and knew just how much a mother loves her daughter. La Diabla was trying really hard to not cry at this moment. “Thank you..I am happy I could bring her here…”
Isi finally let go and she and Wanbli then asked La Diabla to join them and Cheyenne in the wigwam. They wanted to spend some time with their daughter. The four people went inside the wigwam and just started talking and enjoying the moment. Cheyenne excitedly told her parents how she found La Diabla and how they made their escape back here. Cheyenne bragged about how strong and powerful La Diabla was and how close they were and how she rescued her from Priscilla Montenegro, the same woman that kidnapped her. Wanbli and Isi both had a lot of anger towards Priscilla as she tricked their daughter and took her away from them for over a year!
La Diabla sat back and enjoyed listening to Cheyenne talk about their adventure to arrive here. She didn’t want to say much because this was their family’s moment. She was sitting on the floor of the wigwam Indian style and looked around the hut. She saw arts and crafts hanging from the ceilings and from the walls. She figured this village would be a good hiding spot while she figured out how she could find El Guapo and the gang as their well being was still a concern to her. La Diabla was also pretty surprised on how hospitable Cheyenne’s parents were. They made sure she was comfortable, offering her drinks and even small foods. They constantly asked her questions about where she was from, what she does, and how did they meet their daughter. She kept her answers basic, including that she was part of El Guapo’s gang, but avoided talking about the heinous crimes she was involved in. She was happy Cheyenne helped keep that part quiet as well. La Diabla confirmed where she met Cheyenne and that their journey to bring her back was definitely one of the best moments in her own young life.
“I can’t thank you enough for bringing Shikoba back to us. We prayed to the gods for this day for such a long time.” Wanbli said.
“Yes, bringing my daughter back to us…well, we are eternally indebted to you. I am happy my daughter met such an amazing woman such as you. Just listening to her, it sounds like you are a very special woman. You will always be welcomed here in our tribe.” Isi said, her voice cracking with emotion.
“T-thank you….I am very humbled by your graciousness. It was my pleasure to bring her back home. Your daughter….your daughter is a unique young woman. I never met anyone like her. She…she is really a gift to the world.” La Diabla said, then looked over at Cheyenne who was blushing.
“Well La Diabla, I hope you enjoy being our honored guest. Do you have to go anywhere?” Wanbli asked.
“Well….I was wondering if I could actually stay here for a bit. Nothing long term, just need to hide here for at least a few days. As your daughter said in her story, the woman we got away from is looking for me and I am sure she is not going to be happy I brought…Shikoba….back home.” La Diabla told them, using Cheyenne’s actual name.
“You are welcomed to stay as long as you like. You are our honored guest and you can call this place home if you like. We are grateful that you brought our daughter back from that evil woman. She lied to us and stole her away.” Wanbli said. “So please, let Shikoba take you to your space to stay. We are going to throw a major dinner in honor of her return. So please, go with her and relax a little. I am sure, you both are very tired.”
Cheyenne got up and walked over to La Diabla with a huge smile on her face. When she made it to her, she reached out her hand, to help lift La Diabla from the ground in her sitting position. “Come on! I will take you to where you will sleep. You will get to stay with me! Hehe”
La Diabla nodded her head, and took Cheyenne’s hand. She stood up and allowed Cheyenne to lead her out of the Chief’s wigwam and walked over to a larger teepee that wasn’t too far from her parent’s wigwam. She saw how decorative the teepee was and figured this must have been Cheyenne’s when she was living here.
“I-I can’t believe I am about to enter my old room. It has been sooooo long…” Cheyenne said with excitement. She then opened the flaps of the teepee, and led La Diabla in. When she entered her old teepee, she became overwhelmed with emotion. She ran over to where her sleeping area was, where her favorite blankets laid folded and she even saw little trinkets and crafts that were personal favorites. She paused for a moment, held her hands to her face and let tears fall. “I’m home… I am really home….” She whispered as she looked at her bed area, her back towards La Diabla. It was such a long time.
La Diabla looked around inside the teepee in awe. She has seen these structures before, but never the inside. It was quite spacious and looked very comfortable. It did have some things she recognized such as a lantern and she saw the cute little wooden dolls. She grinned as this space was so…. Cheyenne. She saw there was another area that also had blankets, so she assumed that’s where she would be sleeping. “This is where I will stay?” she asked.
Cheyenne wiped her face quickly and then turned around and faced La Diabla. “Yeah, you will get to sleep over there. Sorry, I keep crying..” she said as she wiped more tears.
“It is ok Cheyenne. I understand. You can let it all out. You are back home and I can imagine how happy you are. Oh, should I call you Cheyenne or Shikoba?” La Diabla asked, wondering if she should use Cheyenne’s birth name.
“You can call me Cheyenne, that’s fine. I know that is the name you know me by. Just like I call you La Diabla, even though I can guess that is not the name your parents gave you. Hehe” Cheyenne giggled. She then cocked her head and had a puzzled look on her face. “Now that I am thinking about it, what IS your name? I can’t believe I never asked….”
La Diabla smiled and thought about that they never did discuss her name. She was actually surprised it never came up. “Wow, I never told you. Well, my name is Salem… I have been going by La Diabla for so many years, so I am used to having people call me that instead of my name and preferred it that way, but for you, you can call me either.”
“Salem? That is such a pretty name! But I will call you La Diabla because that’s how I know you. Hehe. Salem….Salem….such a very pretty name.” Cheyenne said in response. She then started to unfold her blankets and started to make herself back at home. She even went over to where La Diabla would be sleeping and started to unfold those blankets to make her guest more comfortable. “Come on, let’s get set up and unpack so we can unwind. The dinner will be in a few hours and it will be SO amazing! I think you are going to love it!”
La Diabla smiled as she saw Cheyenne running about, getting things ready. She shook her head as this young woman had so much energy. She then walked out of the teepee to go back to her horse and get their belongings. She saw the tribe people walking around and saw a few stares and smiles. This village seemed very welcoming to her and she thought she could be very comfortable here. She got their belongings and made it back to the teepee. She helped with setting up her own personal space and then managed to sit down for a moment. La Diabla listened to Cheyenne excitedly describing how these celebratory dinners go and she looked forward to it. She took a deep breath and felt a sense of relaxation flowing over her.
The dinner commenced and La Diabla sat back and enjoyed the festivities. She looked on as she saw the entire village at this central location, around the large bonfire. She listened to the sounds of laughter, excited talk, music and even the crying babies. She saw the men cooking large deer bodies and even some fish. She looked over at a crowd of women all dressed up in traditional garbs and wore very colorful headdresses. La Diabla was seated at the end of a large table, just about 3 seats down from a rather large chair, probably for Chief Wanbli. She felt the cool breeze flowing through her long black hair and she felt the joyous mood. Then the music stopped and she heard a horn go off. A rather large Native American man then yelled an announcement and everyone stood at attention and gave a loud chant as Chief Wanbli, his wife Isi and their daughter Cheyenne exited the wigwam and made their way to the head of the table. They arrived at the head of the table, and Chief Wanbli raised his hand and then spoke to the crowd.
“Thank you members of the Elu Tribe! Tonight, we celebrate the return of Princess Shikoba! This is a blessed day! Let us all rejoice to the gods that they brought back her safe return so she can live amongst her people once again.” Wanbli announced. He listened to the cheers of the tribe and then raised his hand again, which made them all silent. “I do want to give special thanks to someone. This person is owed our eternal gratitude, and she has had such a great impact on Princess Shikoba. From this day forward, she is welcomed to the home of the Elu Tribe at any time. Please, let’s all give a great welcome to the Great La Diabla!!!” he announced and the entire village roared their approval.
La Diabla’s eyes went wide with shock after hearing this announcement. She actually felt a little embarrassed by the attention, which was a first for her. She looked over at Cheyenne who was clapping very hard and had a huge smile on her face. She looked further down and saw Wanbli and Isi applauding her and motioning for her to stand up. She gingerly stood up and waved to the crowd. She smiled, then looked towards the table, trying to not stand out so much. This was an entire new feeling for her. She was never looked at as some kind of hero. Anytime she got recognition, it was from members of El Guapo’s gang after she committed some kind of crime. This was something entirely different. For the first time in her adult life, she felt very humbled at the attention she was getting. It also felt very good within her soul. She also felt kind of strange with the Chief announcing her criminal nickname, La Diabla. She started to think that it just didn’t “feel” right at this kind of function.
“Thank you…” Cheyenne whispered over to La Diabla as the crowd continued to cheer. “You look so shy. Hehehe you are so cute right now.” she giggled.
La Diabla gave a smile back and then wished the attention would stop. Finally, it did and everyone looked back at Chief Wanbli. She was happy she was no longer the center of attention.
“Now…..Let’s eat!” Wanbli announced and the crowd went back to its celebratory mood.
La Diabla received her food, and it looked amazing! She waited for Cheyenne and the “royal family” to receive their meals and then everyone started to eat. She was very impressed on how delicious the food was and she enjoyed every bite. She would make some sidebar talk with Cheyenne who was sitting right next to her on her left hand side. After the meal was finished, dessert was served and the people of the village continued to celebrate. La Diabla was impressed by their traditional behaviors and just soaked it all in. She really liked the entire mood of this night. Then, she heard music playing and then members of the village all got up and started to dance. They performed some coordinated dance moves, and then there was individual dance moves. The beat was very festive and La Diabla was even clapping her hands to the music and moving to the beat. No matter what culture one comes from, music was always a unifying way of creating happiness.
“Come on! Let’s dance!” Cheyenne said excitedly as she grabbed La Diabla’s left hand and tried to pull her from the table.
“NOOO!!! Are you crazy? I don’t know how to dance to this!” La Diabla said, trying to pull her hand free from Cheyenne.
“Come on! You will do great!” Cheyenne said, not giving up. She then looked over towards a portion of the crowd and motioned to them with her head nods.
“I am NOT dancing!” La Diabla laughed as she kept trying to get away, but then she saw a small group of young children, probably ages 10-13 years old headed over towards her and she knew she was going to end up dancing. The children surrounded her and helped pull her up and then they, along with Cheyenne, led her to the dance area and they started to dance around her. La Diabla gave a sheepish smile, put her face in her hands and hoped she could go back to her seat. One small girl then grabbed both of her hands and started to dance, swinging her arms. La Diabla saw the innocent smile on the girl’s face, so she thought “Well, when in Rome….” And started to dance to the music. Her body matched the rhythm of the music and soon, she was dancing really well and people started to clap for her.
Cheyenne saw La Diabla dancing and went into excited cheers. She loved seeing her friend have a really good time. She really hoped it brought her a lot of happiness. Cheyenne them moved next to La Diabla and they both danced together. Soon both women were laughing and having a great time. Cheyenne felt a true sense of happiness right now. She was finally home.
The party finally started to die down and some of the villagers made it back to their wigwams or teepees. La Diabla was sitting at the chair where she had her meal and saw the party ending. It was getting late. She saw Cheyenne speaking with her parents, gave them a hug and then she saw her walking towards her.
“I am SO tired right now! My feet hurt too!” Cheyenne said, plopping down in a chair. “I am going to sleep REALLY good tonight. Hehe Ready to turn in?” she asked La Diabla.
La Diabla let out a yawn and stretched. “Yeah, let’s turn in…” she said as she stood up. “I have to admit, this party was really fun. Your tribe really knows how to celebrate. It reminds me of people in Mexico. This was really fun.”
“I am glad you had fun! I think my village loves you! Hehe” Cheyenne giggled.
La Diabla did a small chuckle, then she followed Cheyenne into their teepee. She ran her fingers through her hair and then she started to reach down and remove each boot from her feet. She looked over at Cheyenne who was taking off her traditional garb to get ready for bed. La Diabla thought she looked really pretty, then she looked down at her still wearing her moccasins. An idea popped into her head when she looked towards Cheyenne’s feet. She recalled what Cheyenne did to her feet, so now, she wanted to have some fun. She remembered how much her feet were tickled and now, she wanted to return the favor. “Hey Cheyenne, remember that first night we met, you helped relieve my pain. Well, I didn’t tell you this before, but I also have a very special technique to help bring relief to the spirit of people.” She grinned.
Cheyenne sat down on her bedding material and looked back at La Diabla. “Oh, you do? For real?” she asked.
“Yes haha.. so, since you helped me, I wanted to show you what I can do. I am sure you will like it and I will really be grateful if you allow me to demonstrate on you…” La Diabla said, with devious thoughts in her head.
“Um, sure! I mean, you have been absolutely wonderful with me so I can help you. What do I do?” Cheyenne asked with her smile.
“Lay down on your tummy…” La Diabla started. She watched Cheyenne lay down on top of her blanket, and started to get excited. She always wondered how sensitive Cheyenne was and she was going to find out soon. She then sat down by the foot of the bedding, lifted Cheyenne’s ankles, let them rest on her right leg, then used her left leg to clamp down on the back of Cheyenne’s ankles, effectively trapping them. She had a real good look at the soles of Cheyenne’s upturned moccasins and an evil grin formed on her face.
“Um, my feet are trapped…” Cheyenne said as she tried wriggling her feet. “What are you going to do?”
“Well….first let me take these off…” La Diabla cooed. She reached her right hand towards the left moccasin and gently tugged at the heel until it popped off. Her heart started to race as she saw the tender tanned sole peeking out and then she peeled the shoe off, exposing that barefoot. The foot itself was small, it appeared to be a size 6, with the sole being a tanned color, a low arch, wrinkled skin and cute pudgy pebble like toes. “Ooooooh so cute!” La Diabla teased.
Cheyenne felt her left foot get bared and now a fear started to course through her body. “Um, are you about to…..touch my feet?” she cringed. Her now bare left foot start to flex and rotate around, and she realized she was effectively trapped between La Diabla’s strong legs.
“Yep…I’m going to touch your feet. You know, to help bring joy to your soul….hehehe” La Diabla teased. She then dropped that empty left moccasin. She then used her right hand to remove the right moccasin and gasped when she saw the now bare right foot. Cheyenne’s soles were so adorable and looked really tender. “You have really cute feet…..”
“Um, t-thank you. Uh, please be careful when you touch my feet. They are kinda….um….um…” Cheyenne stammered as she had a feeling what was about to happen to her.
“Kinda what?”” La Diabla teased. She really loved how both soles start to quiver. She saw those tiny toes scrunching, making the skin on the soles more wrinkled which she loved. “Are they kinda……ticklish?” she cooed.
Cheyenne’s eyes popped wide open! Hearing that word made her entire body tense up in ticklish fear and she knew she was going to have her precious feet tickled. She also realized that it was late at night and she didn’t want to wake up the entire village. “Um, yeah…kinda..L-La Diabla….you have to be careful. I don’t want to wake up everyone so I think maybe we should do this….tomorrow?”
“But we are here right now and your feet look so tired from all the dancing you did tonight. Didn’t you tell me that your feet were very sore? You will just have to be quiet….” La Diabla said with a lot of teasing in her voice. She could feel Cheyenne starting to struggle to get her ankles free, but she clamped her legs tighter. “I mean after all, when you worked on my feet, you did me a favor and I wasn’t screaming now was I?”
Cheyenne started to giggle in anticipation. Her feet were trapped and she knew when La Diabla touched her feet, it was going to tickle a lot. She lowered her head into her blanket and then her body tensed up. She was hoping this would be a quick moment. “But I didn’t mean to tickle your feet…hehehehe”
“I think you did! Remember after you finished your special technique, you held my feet and purposely tickled them? It went something like this…” La Diabla teased as she then softly drummed the pads of her fingertips gently down from the heels of both feet, into the tender arch off the balls of the feet then back up the soles. She chuckled as she saw the poor tiny feet spasm and scrunch real tight. “Ooooh! Looks like someone is REALLY ticklish on her feet….”
“nnoooooooooooooo don’t tickle nooooooooooooooooooo” Cheyenne whined into her blanket. She could fell those fingers drumming up and down her soles and the ticklish electricity ripped through her body. She kept wiggling her feet, trying to get them away from those evil fingers but she just couldn’t get free. She held her breath as long as she could as she was about to laugh hysterically and wake up the entire village. “Diiiiiiiaaaaaaaabbbbbbbllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaa t-t-thhhhhaaat REEEEEAAALLLYYYYY tickles!” she giggled while trying to keep her voice down.
“Oh it does? Awwww poor baby… does little Cheyenne have ticklish feet? Yes she does! She is a ticklish little princess…” La Diabla teased as she continued to lightly run her fingers all over the trapped soles. She knew she couldn’t go full out tickling the feet because it was late and she didn’t want to wake anyone up, but she wanted to drive Cheyenne crazy. She then stopped the drumming of her fingers and let Cheyenne catch her breath. “You really do have some cute little feet…I could play with them all night long.”
“nnnooooo hehehehehe no! You can’t!! Come on, let me go. I am tired and we need to rest. I think my feet feel better already…” Cheyenne whined. She tried pulling her feet free again, but there was no way she was getting them from La Diabla’s legs.
“Not yet.. I think they look sore still. In fact, I think thiiiiiiiisssssss spot right here is really really…………ticklish….” La Diabla laughed. She then took the tip of her index finger on the pad and tickled right along the instep and she saw and felt Cheyenne flopping like a fish out of water. She couldn’t help but laugh as she saw Cheyenne pounding her blanket with her fist and her body reacting crazy. She then paused her touching of the soft feet so once again Cheyenne could catch her breath.
“t-thank….you….oh that…..really….hehehe….tickled…hehehehe” Cheyenne panted. She laid her head on its left side and felt her body getting worn down. She realized that trying to hold in the hysterical laughter only made her more tired. Even though the tickling was driving her crazy, she actually was loving this moment. She was enjoying La Diabla playing with her as it only continued to build the bond between the two. She then had a fun thought and her eyes looked devious. “Ok, since you are having fun with my feet. How about tomorrow, I can work on yours again? After all, I have to keep practicing so I can, um, get really really good at it..hehehe” she giggled.
La Diabla chuckled to herself and rolled her eyes. “Oh, so you want to touch my feet again huh? You silly girl, it sounds like you want to tickle me again. Am I right? You want to tickle my poor feet again?” She asked as she then started to lightly stroke her fingers on the plump balls of both feet sending the feet into a frantic wiggling.
“no no no no no hehehehehehe No I don’t hahaha want to hahahaha tickle hahahaha your feet! I hahahaha just want to work on my hahahahahaha technique!! That’s all!! Hehehehehe” Cheyenne giggled.
“No, I think ticklish little princess here wants to tickle me. You are such a little fibber…” La Diabla teased as she then sped up the motion of drumming her fingers across the balls and back into the arches. She heard Cheyenne’s hands slap across her mouth, trying her best not to explode in laughter. She saw Cheyenne flopping around and could hear some muffled squeals coming from those hands. La Diabla once again stopped the tickling and allowed Cheyenne to rest. She couldn’t help but laugh as well.
Cheyenne felt the fingers stop tickling her feet and took in deep breaths. The tickling was driving her absolutely insane. She started to breath freely and her head was now laying on the right side and she tried to glance back at La Diabla. She saw the outlaw’s face with a smirk on it and a teasing gleam in her eye. Cheyenne squealed as she made eye contact and then put her head face down into the blanket. “No more please… my feet feel so tingly right now….hehehehe” she giggled.
“I bet they do….” La Diabla giggled. She then started to very softly stroke her fingers across the soles again, forcing Cheyenne to start giggling again. “You do have some really soft feet my friend. Just try to do your best to relax as my fingers stroke the bottoms of your feet ok?”
“hehehehe come on!! I’m too ticklish!” Cheyenne squealed as she felt the fingers touching her delicate soles again. She then placed her head into her hands and tried her best to not to laugh. The feeling of the fingers sliding across her feet gave her such agonizing ticklish sensations. The fingers touched her tender heels, then when they moved to her arches, she started to shake her head wildly. Then she gritted her teeth with all of her strength as the fingers now did small circles on the balls of her feet as it tickled with great intensity. She wanted to see if she could hold it in, but it was very difficult to not explode in laughter. In a way, she was enjoying this play because it was La Diabla’s way of connecting with her. She really did enjoy being around her, she just hoped this tickle torment didn’t last long.
La Diabla continued to stroke her fingers across the soft skin and she couldn’t help but smile. This was too much fun for her. She truly wanted to use her nails, or her tongue, but that moment would have to come later, when it wasn’t so late at night. She felt her own body started to relax as feeling Cheyenne’s ticklish tremors in her feet made her smile. Teasing this young woman was a very rewarding experience. “Cheyenne is soooo ticklish….” she teased as she now circled her index fingers in the arch area.
“nooooooo hehehehehehe nooooooooooo” Cheyenne mumbled as she felt those fingers on her feet. She pounded her fists onto her blanket and her eyes were watering. “hehehehe La Diabla…please stooooppp” she giggled.
“But I am not done yet. As a matter of fact, let’s play a little game. I am going to write a letter on your feet and you have to guess the word after I am through. If you get it wrong, I will tickle these tiny little feet until I feel like stopping….Ready?” La Diabla cooed. She was having way too much fun with Cheyenne.
“huh? I have to guess what you’re writing??? But but…hehehehehe” Cheynne started to giggle as she felt a single finger tracing along her left sole.
La Diabla took the tip of her right index finger and put it on the upper “right corner” of the left heel and slowly stroke it horizontally across the heel, then when she finished, she then took her index finger and drew a line right from the middle of the imaginary line, and directly down the sole going into the arch and finishing at the ball of the foot. “Now, keep that letter in your mind. Do not say it.” She instructed. Then she took her right index finger and on the right foot, started at the upper “right corner” of the right heel, and slowly dragged it horizontally across the heel, and when it got to the very end, she then slid her finger down the instep of the foot all the way to the ball of the foot, and then went directly across the ball of the foot until it made it to the outside edge of the foot. Then, she put her finger in the middle inside edge of the instep, and dragged it through the arch till it made it to the outside edge of the foot. “That is the second letter….”
Cheyenne was in a fit of muffled giggles as she felt the two letters being written on her feet. It tickled like crazy as the finger motion was very slow over her foot skin and her eyes were watering, trying to hold in her laughter. She wasn’t completely sure, but she thought she may have gotten the two letters. Then she let out a little squeal once again as the dreaded finger started back on her left foot at the upper right corner of the heel and felt it go across her heel, but in a round like fashion, then when it got to the other side of the heel it stroked slowly like a curve going into the middle of her arch almost diagonally and when it made it to her instep it turned direction in a curve like fashion and went across the ball of her foot back to the outside edge. That letter drove her wild as clamped her hands across her mouth, wanting to scream hysterically.
La Diabla nodded her head with a smile as she was tracing the letters on these tender feet. Watching Cheyenne struggle while not laughing uncontrollably delighted her. She then began the fourth letter and was on the right foot. She took her index finger and placed it in the middle on the outside edge of the foot, then slowly traced her finger up into the sole across the heel, over to the instep and now across the ball of the foot and back to the original spot on the middle of the outside edge of the foot, in a circular fashion, “Just two more letters ticklish Princess….” She teased. Now she was back at the left foot. She started her index finger on the outside edge of the foot, near the baby toe on the ball of the foot, then slowly stroked her finger upwards across the edge of the foot to the heel , then stroke across the heel and when it got closer to the outside edge of the heel, it curved back inwards, across the top part of the heel where it met the arch to the outside edge of the squirming foot, then when it made to that spot, it did a stroke diagonally going across the arch and ended at the outside edge of the ball of the foot.
Cheyenne was losing it. Feeling that finger tracing “letters” on her feet were driving her absolutely crazy. Each stroke was sending her very sensitive skin into overdrive of sensations and she hoped she could make out the letters. Then she felt the final letter being made on her right foot. The finger started on outside edge of her right foot near the middle and then it stroked upwards and into her heel, made it across her sole to the other side, and then finished by going towards the ball of her foot and then back to that original starting point, all in a circular motion. The stroke went really slow, which prolonged the ticklish agony she was in. It took everything in her lungs to hold in all that laughter. She would let little snickers come out, but she surprisingly held in the hysterical response she truly wanted to give.
La Diabla grinned as she finished her word and patted the bottoms of the feet. “So little one, what word did I write on your feet? You got ONE chance. If you get it wrong, I will use my nails on both feet and you will suffer….hehehehe” she teased.
Cheyenne’s mind started racing, as she started to think back to the strokes on her feet. Her brain was in panic mode as she tried to recall the finger motions. The strokes on her feet were so slow and deliberate, the ticklish reactions clouded her mind. She started to think and then she felt fingers tapping on her feet as though her foot tickler was waiting. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then blurted out what she thought it was. “Is the word Tesoro? It felt like a T, E, S, O, R, and O. Am I right?” she said, then braced herself.
La Diabla laughed as she heard the response. “Congratulations! You got it right. Very good ticklish princess….” She said as she patted the soles. She shook her head and chuckled as she was very impressed that Cheyenne was able to get it right. “Very impressive! Well, let me finish up with these CUTE little toes of yours and we can go to sleep, ok?”
Cheyenne tried to turn her body so she could see La Diabla. “No no no no no no hehehehe You can’t touch my toes! Please don’t Diabla, please don’t touch them!!!” she started to beg. She knew how ticklish her toes really were and didn’t want to hold in her laughter as her lungs were burning.
“Hmmmmmm sounds like someone has some very…ticklish….toesies!” La Diabla giggled as she then took her index finger and thumb and wiggled the big toe. She heard a cute little squeal coming from Cheyenne’s lips. She couldn’t help but laugh as well as when she tugged and wiggled each toe, Cheyenne would squeal loudly in her hands. She couldn’t help but keep laughing as her fingers played with the toes and even ventured between the crevices and Cheyenne’s body flopped all around. La Diabla would pause her toe tickling as she had to put her own hands across her mouth so she wouldn’t wake up the entire village as these ticklish reactions from Cheyenne amused her so much. She then prepared for her grand finale and then quickly dabbled her fingertips up and down the soles, moving quickly over the soft skin and made sure she concentrated in the middle of the arch, which seems to have been the most ticklish part. She stopped tickling as she saw Cheyenne bounce up from her bedding and directly onto her knees as she waved her arms wildly in the air in ticklish agony and then collapse back down on the bed. “What the???” she laughed as she saw that hysterical reaction.
Cheyenne was banging her fist on the bedding as she collapsed back down on it after feeling those fingers drumming up and down her soles, particularly into her arches. She then started to breathe heavier as she felt her ankles being freed from La Diabla’s legs. Her breathe started to wheeze and sweat was glistening off her forehead. “t-thank you….” she panted.
La Diabla kept giggling to herself after watching the ticklish reactions from Cheyenne’s body. She then crawled her way over to where Cheyenne’s head was and gently started to stroke her fingers through her long black hair, as she looked at the back of her head. “awwww poor ticklish princess.. you did really good. Doesn’t your feet feel so much better?”
Cheynne slowly turned her head to face La Diabla and saw that grin on her face. “Yeah,,I guess so… you are…so mean..hehehe my feet are…so….ticklish…” she panted.
“Good night sweet Cheyenne. I swear, you know how to make me laugh…” La Diabla whispered as she patted Cheyenne’s back. She then leaned down and kissed the tired girl on the cheek. She then stood up, turned off the lantern, then went over to her own bedding and got herself comfortable. She got under the blankets and as she closed her eyes she heard…..
“Good night Diabla….that was fun…Thank you for being my friend. I really like you.” Cheyenne murmured.
TWO DAYS LATER
Cheyenne woke up early in the morning and she wiped her eyes. She yawned, then stretched as another day was about to begin. These last few days have been very happy as she was getting acclimated with living with her tribe again. She helped teach the younger kids more vocabulary lessons, she would help out with laundry and things of that nature. She got to spend a lot of time with her family, her best friend Aleshanee and La Diabla. She really enjoyed having La Diabla around and was impressed how her friend was assimilating into their culture. It didn’t appear that La Diabla was out of sorts and unable to feel comfortable around her people. She observed the outlaw was able to communicate well with the others and even went on hunting trips with the men to bring back food for the village. She started to wonder if La Diabla would stay here forever. She then started to put on her clothes, which was very colorful in design. It was a dress that went down to her knees and the blue dress had colors of yellow, red and white adorning it in beautiful patterns. She even wore her favorite headband, a blue one with white trim. She then slipped on her brown moccasins and stood up. She looked over towards La Diabla and could see she was still sleeping. Cheyenne smiled and tried to be as quiet as possible as she was about to meet her friend Aleshanee. She then heard a tapping on the teepee doorflap and she went over to open it and saw her friend.
“Hey Shikoba!!!” Aleshanee said in a loud voice as she entered the teepee.
“Shhhhhh!!! Can’t you see she is sleeping over there? You are always so loud! Hehehe” Cheyenne said as she put her finger to her mouth to shush her friend.
“Oh!! I’m sorry! I thought she was awake.” Aleshanee responded.
“I am glad you didn’t wake her up! Come, are you ready to go?” Cheyenne asked. The two girls were going to go gather berries and nuts for a wonderful dessert later that night. This was one of their favorite activities as it gave them a time to be together and have some fun. Cheyenne thought about that one wonderful time they went to go gather berries with Aleshanee where both girls learned a lot about their sexuality with each other. It was still one of Cheyenne’s greatest memories. She wondered what will happen on this trip as this was the first time she went on this trip with her friend since she has returned.
La Diabla heard the two girls chattering and she smiled. It was fun listening to these two young women about to embarked on a fun activity and just enjoying their lives. She thought about what she would do today. She would probably go hunting as it gave her opportunities to practice her skills with a gun, but she was also learning how to use a bow & arrow more effectively. This tribe was filled with skilled hunters and she loved learning new skills. She closed her eyes so she wouldn’t disturb the girls and enjoyed listening to their banter.
“Yeah, I am ready. Oh, how does she like it here? Does she like being in our village?” Aleshanee asked Cheyenne in a whisper.
“Yeah, I think so. She seems really happy when we talk. I am happy for her. She is really such a good person. She has a really good heart. She means a lot to me.” Cheyenne whispered back in admiration.
“She is also very beautiful! She is incredibly sexy! Hehehe” Aleshanee giggled.
“Aleshanee!!! You are so crazy!!” Cheyenne said, barely keeping her voice down.
La Diabla smiled as she overheard their conversation. She continued to keep still, pretending she was asleep, laying on her right side facing the wall of the teepee. She was greatly amused over these young women admiring her.
“Seriously Shikoba, she has incredible beauty! You already told me she likes.. you know…girls. You have to admit, she has a perfect face, and an amazing body. I wonder what she looks like naked?” Aleshanee whispered, then looked over at La Diabla.
“Will you stop! Yes, she is beautiful, but she is my friend! I am not imagining her naked! You are so silly…” Cheyenne giggled back.
“Well I have! Let me tell you, if I ever got her naked, she would remember my name forever! Just like I did with you..hehehe” Aleshanee teased.
“Um, I don’t think it would go that way…if anything, she would dominate you easily. She is way too strong. Now can you stop talking about my friend being naked. I swear you are so silly..” Cheyenne giggled.
“Look at her. She is sooooo sexy. Why, she even has cute feet!” Aleshanee giggled as she looked over and saw La Diabla’s right sole peeking out from under the blanket.
Cheyenne looked over and sure enough, La Diabla’s bare right foot was sticking out from under the blanket, completely exposed. She saw the soft skin and she smiled. “Yeah, she does have some cute feet. Hehe” she giggled.
“I wonder…..I wonder if she is ticklish?” Aleshanee whispered. Her lust for tickle fun was growing the more she looked at the right foot. “Maybe she would let me practice the technique on her….”
“Um, I don’t know….” Cheyenne replied. She knew La Diabla was ticklish, but she knew that weakness should not be revealed to anyone. She remembered her promise.
“I bet she is! Can you imagine how ticklish she is? She probably has a sweet laugh. Hmmm, I want to find out. I really want to tickle that foot!” Aleshanee whispered with excitement in her voice.
“I don’t think you should. Come on, let’s go. She is sleeping! Don’t wake her..” Cheyenne pleaded as she tried to take Aleshanee away.
“Come on! Have a little courage! I am just going to tickle that foot just a little bit. I want to find out if she is ticklish. I may never get an opportunity like this ever again!” Aleshanee replied. She was determined to find out if La Diabla was ticklish on her feet. She then carefully tip toed over to La Diabla’s sleeping form and then got onto her knees and crawled over like a lion stalking its prey. She got closer and closer and she could see that delicate foot just lying there. She could see the toes looking vulnerable, just begging to be touched. She looked at the high arch and the rounded heel. A streak of deviousness filled her body as she now made it over to where the foot was and took a moment to stare at it. She then looked back at Cheyenne, winked and then started to reach her finger forward. She was so close to tickling the beautiful sole.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you…” La Diabla’s voice rang out..
Aleshanee froze in abject fear as she heard La Diabla’s voice. Her eyes popped wide open and she looked up towards where La Diabla’s head was. She then saw the outlaw roll over and now she was looking directly at her. Her finger was still pointing towards the foot of the bed.
“I don’t think it would be a good idea if you touched my foot….” La Diabla smirked.
“Um…um…I-I-was…um, just going to cover your foot with the blanket. Yeah, that’s it! Your foot looked cold and I wanted to make sure it stayed warm.” Aleshanee babbled as she then quickly stood up and ran over to Cheyenne.
“Thank you for the consideration, but my foot is fine. In fact, I wonder if your feet need some attention.” La Diabla teased, then looked directly at Aleshanee’s moccasin covered feet.
“Um, no I am ok. Me and Shikoba were just leaving! Good morning La Diabla! I hope your sleep was very peaceful. Um, time to go! Maybe later, I can show you a technique that I learned!” Aleshanee babbled as she then left the teepee in a hurry.
Cheyenne started laughing as she saw how fast Aleshanee exited the teepee after getting caught trying to tickle La Diabla’s foot. She looked back at La Diabla, covered her mouth trying not to just crack up laughing and shrugged. “Um, you have to forgive her. She is always being silly like that. Have a good day! Haha” Cheyenne giggled, then exited the teepee.
La Diabla chuckled to herself as she saw the two girls exit. Her mind then started to think about the conversation those two had and it made her smile. She felt good after hearing the compliments about her own beauty and then laid back down. She figured she would rest a little more, then prepare for her day.
TWO HOURS LATER
La Diabla was walking around the village, looking around and speaking to some of the tribal members. She was showing some of the men how to use their guns in a more efficient way. She was surprised they had guns, but it made sense as they needed protection over the increasing weaponry of nearby people trying to settle the land. The men in the tribe were astonished at her skill and greatly admired this warrior woman. Then as she was conducting a target practice session, she heard a frantic scream. She turned her head and saw Aleshanee running wildly and in a panic.
“HELP!!! HEEEEELLLLPPPP!!!” Aleshanee was screaming as she ran as fast as she could towards the village.
The villagers all turned their heads and saw the scared woman running towards them. A crowd formed around her and they were trying to calm her down. The men who were training with La Diabla all ran towards her. La Diabla followed as she remembered she was with Cheyenne who was not with her!
“Calm Aleshanee!! What’s wrong?!!” Maikoh asked.
“Help her!! You have to help her!!! PLEASE!!!!!” Aleshanee screamed. She almost started to hyperventilate.
La Diabla made it to Aleshanee and started to calm her down. “What’s wrong? Where is Cheyenne?”
Chief Wanbli and Isi walked towards Aleshanee with a concern on their face. They made it to her and Isi hugged her, trying to calm her down. “What is it my child? Where is Princess Shikoba?”
“They took her!!! They took her!!” Aleshanee screamed. “You got to help her!!”
“What??!!! Who took her?? Where is my daughter???!!!” Wanbli asked with such force in his voice as his concern for his daughter was evident.
“I don’t know who they are!!! We were picking berries by the lake and then they surprised us!! These women just came out of nowhere and grabbed her! They were BIG!!! Like huge women!!! They grabbed Shikoba and carried her away!! I screamed as loud as I could, but then one of them, the one carrying her slapped me. She was a monster!!! I-I-I couldn’t stop her! She took my friend!!! Help her!!” Aleshanee screamed. She was such in a panic, tears started coming down her face.
Wabli stood there in complete shock as he just heard his daughter was kidnapped by some mysterious women. Fear ripped through his body as he realized his daughter was taken from him again, this time by force. He hunched over as the grief overtook him. “No, no my baby..No! NOOOOOOOO!!!” he screamed.
“My baby? My precious Shikoba!! No, it can’t be! Aleshanee, please tell me she is ok!!” Isi cried as she realized her daughter was taken.
The people of the Elu tribe all started to chatter in shock as their princess was taken from them. They just got her back a few days ago and now she was taken forcefully from them. Women were crying and the men started talking about forming a search party to go find her.
La Diabla stood there in absolute shock. Sweet Cheyenne was kidnapped and it hurt her soul. Her mind was still trying to comprehend what just happened. Flashes of that sweet young woman filled her mind and she started to get emotional. Her mind started to race as thoughts filled her mind. She started to think that she should have gone with Cheyenne on her berry gathering. La Diabla started to feel anger rising within her as she felt like she failed to protect her friend and rage to whoever dared to kidnap her. Her mind started to think that whoever did it, better pray to their god that they don’t harm her. She looked around and everything seemed in slow motion as she heard the screams of women and the murmur of the men. She looked over at Cheyenne’s parents and could see the emotional devastation. She then saw Isi walk over to her, her eyes filled with tears.
“Find my baby!! Please you have to find my baby!!” Isi cried as she wrapped her arms around La Diabla. The thought of her daughter being missing was too much for her to handle and she cried profusely.
La Diabla felt Isi’s embrace and could feel the emotion. She looked around and others were looking at her for direction. Even Wanbli came over to her and looked deep into her eyes.
“Please…please…can you help us find Shikoba? Please, I beg you, please help us find our daughter. You rescued her before. I just got her back, I-I can’t lose her…not again…” Wanbli said as he started to cry.
La Diabla’s emotions overcame her and a tear fell from her right eye and it streaked down her cheek. “I will find your daughter…I promise you, I will find her and I will bring her back to you. Whoever took her better pray to their gods because now they will have to deal with me….La Diabla. This I swear...” She said with much venom in her voice. At this moment, she vowed she would bring sweet Cheyenne back home and she did not care who she had to kill to get it done. Whoever did this would feel her wrath…….
END
*La Diabla and Cheyenne will return in the series: The Deputy and the Outlaw: Reunited
So, how did you like La Diabla's return series? Her role in the culmination series will be interesting that I can promise you. Oh, did anyone play along with the game La Diabla did on Cheyenne and guess the letters and word?
There is one more series to come out before that culmination one. It will focus on the main character of the entire saga, Deputy Darby Reeves!
PART 5
THREE DAYS LATER
La Diabla and Cheyenne rode towards the border near California. Based on the basic descriptions given by Cheyenne, La Diabla was able to deduce where Cheyenne’s village was. The Elu tribe was near a lake and a few hundred miles from a large ocean. La Diabla figured it must be the Pacific Ocean and since the tribe was in the United States, she figured it was in California. As the pair rode towards California through Mexico, when they got closer, Cheyenne started to recognize certain landscaping and with her usual enthusiasm, they knew they were getting close. La Diabla was enjoying this journey. She and Cheyenne had good conversations and even when they set up camp for the night, they got along very well. La Diabla was learning just how intelligent this young woman was, and even though her demeanor was of pure innocence, Cheyenne seemed to very knowledgeable of things. This was a much different experience for La Diabla. She was growing very fond of Cheyenne and felt a desire to protect her and make sure she was safe.
“I think we are close!!” Cheyenne said with excitement in her voice. “Those hills over there, they are very similar to the ones close by my tribe. Are we in the United States yet?” she asked.
“Yeah, we are pretty close. Probably another 5 miles or so…” La Diabla replied, then felt Cheyenne’s arms squeezing her tighter around her waist. “Excited?” La Diabla chuckled.
“Yes!!! I’m getting so nervous!!!” Cheyenne responded with a giddiness.
La Diabla continued to guide her horse on their path, and she started to think about how the moment will be when she does deliver Cheyenne to her tribe. She started to imagine the emotion of it all and it felt nice to her. She started thinking about her journey to this place and realized how much this was a rewarding experience. Her ankle was much better over these few days, and she is glad she went by the burned villa of El Guapo. She visited the site to take a few things if they survived the fire, such as additional ammunition for her gun, a change of clothes and some more water. She was surprised that her room at the villa was mainly intact, the main areas were burned down. She thought about who may have survived from her gang and where El Guapo may have gone. Time went on, and soon they finally arrived at the United States-Mexico border. Once she crossed the border, she felt a sense of accomplishment. “Almost there,,,,we are now in the United States.”
“Yay!!” Cheyenne said excitedly. She started to feel a rush of adrenaline flowing through her body as she was so close to being home again. She started to imagine what it would be like when she finally sees her family and friends once again. She could not wait to give them all a big hug! Cheyenne then started to reflect on this journey with La Diabla. It was such a surreal experience being with a woman many considered to be evil. She got to see a side that no one else sees she thought to herself. She found La Diabla to be this amazing woman and wondered how she could have gotten mixed up in crime. Cheyenne had no fear of La Diabla, but she was still aware of what she was capable of. She truly admired the outlaw and she thought back to that first night, where she got to touch her feet. She smiled as she remembered how much it tickled La Diabla. That was definitely a highlight of her life. She got to tickle the feet of a feared woman outlaw and had no consequences. As they continued to ride, she started to see very familiar landscapes, then her eyes went big as she recognized a very familiar hill. On the other side of that hill, was her village! “We’re here! We’re here!!”
La Diabla reached her left index finger into her ear as though as was clearing it out. Cheyenne’s voice was very loud! “I am guessing we are here? I couldn’t tell because you are so quiet.” she chuckled.
“heheh sorry…. Yes, we are here..I-I can’t believe it…I’m about to be home…” Cheyenne said as her voice started to get emotional. When they got to the top of the hill, they could look over it and there it was. The village of the Elu tribe. “I’m home….” Cheyenne stammered as her eyes watered with joy.
La Diabla couldn’t help but smile as she guided her horse down the hill towards the village. The village itself was not large, and she saw many teepees and some wigwams. She saw smoke coming from the center of the village from a bonfire that was raging. She could see many people wandering about their day. The village teepees and wigwams were in a “grid” structure, where with every wigwam, a smaller teepee was next to it. As they rode closer, La Diabla saw that they had been spotted and a gathering of the men had formed. From what she could see, they started to arm themselves with their spears and bows and arrows. Some even brought horses with them. Some of the men then mounted their horses and started to ride towards them. When they got close, La Diabla made her horse come to a stop so she wouldn’t appear threatening. The men on the horses made it towards them and then surrounded them.
“Shikoba? Is that you?” one of the men asked, looking at Cheyenne.
“Yes, it is me Maikoh!!!!” Cheyenne said with such excitement in her voice. She quickly dismounted the horse and ran towards him. Cheyenne’s eyes were filled with tears of joy as she got closer to Maikoh, who got off his horse and ran towards her. As soon as they got close, the two hugged each other really tight, with Maikoh lifting her off her feet and swinging her around with joy.
“You are alive!!! Oh praise the great spirits!!! You are home!!” Maikoh shouted. He was the Elu tribe’s best warrior and seeing Princess Cheyenne was truly a great moment for him.
“Yes yes!!! I am home!! I missed you sooooooo much!!” Cheyenne said, letting her tears flow as she was so happy this moment had finally happened.
La Diabla saw the two embrace and she felt a little tingle of happiness in her heart. She didn’t want to let her own emotions be visible, but she felt genuinely happy for Cheyenne finally making it back home. She knew how much the poor girl waited for this moment and seeing her in pure joy made her happy. She then saw the other men on horseback clapping and hollering celebratory phrases and words and she loved this sight.
“Is my mother and father here??” Cheyenne said as she finally broke the embrace.
“Yes!! Yes!! They are here! They are going to be so happy! Hey, who is your friend?” Maikoh asked as he looked over at La Diabla.
“Oh, that is my friend La Diabla! She is the one who rescued me and brought me here! She is my hero!” Cheyenne said as she looked towards La Diabla.
La Diabla smiled and felt a little embarrassed being called a hero. No one else has ever called her that, not in her line of work. She waved back and tipped her hat towards the group.
“Well, let’s go La Diabla! We thank you for bringing Shikoba back! Come, come. I am sure our Chief would love to meet you. You brought back the most special person in his entire life. Princess Shikoba!” Maikoh said with pride.
“Yes, come with us! I want you to meet everyone!” Cheyenne said as she then started to walk over to the horse. “I will ride in with her. Let’s go!!!” she shouted as she mounted Tesoro again and held onto La Diabla.
La Diabla chuckled again as she then started to ride towards the village, escorted by the men who came to greet them. As they got closer to the village, she saw a larger crowd gathering and when she got to the edge of the crowd, the people started to part and she rode down the “aisle” towards a massive wigwam. Once they got close, she saw the two people walk out and then stood there. La Diabla figured, this may be the Chief and his wife standing there, Cheyenne’s parents!
Maikoh got off his horse and approached Chief Wanbli. “My great Chief! The ancient spirits are pleased with us. They brought us back a gift! This woman, La Diabla has brought back the one thing that is most precious to you….”
Chief Wanbli looked towards La Diabla with wide eyes as he wondered what Maikoh was talking about. Then he saw a young woman get off the horse from behind La Diabla and then he saw her running towards him. His heart stopped and his eyes went wide when he realized who it was. It was his daughter! He looked towards his wife and she also had the same look of shock.
“FATHER!!!!!!! MOTHER!!!!!” Cheyenne screamed as she rushed towards her parents. She has been waiting for this very moment ever since she was taken away a year ago. When she made it to them, she immediately hugged her mother with great force.
Isi was in pure shock as she saw her daughter running towards her at full speed. When she felt Cheyenne hug her, she felt intense emotion as she felt her daughter’s touch for the first time in over a year. There was no greater feeling she had right now than ever in her life. Her eyes filled with tears immediately and she was overcome with joy. “Shikoba?! Shikoba, it is really you???!!!”
“Yes Mother, yes it’s me!!! I am here! I am here!!” Cheyenne cried out as she started to cry tears of joy herself too. She then felt her father hug her as all three did a group hug.
“My daughter! My precious daughter!” Wanbli said as he hugged his wife and daughter very tight. This was a moment he thought about for such a long time. He was overcome with emotion as well and let out his tears. Ever since Priscilla Montenegro took his daughter away from him, all he could think about was her safe return.
“I love you both so much!! I’m home I’m home I’m home!!!” Cheyenne shouted, still clutching her parents and her tears were flowing freely from her eyes. It took such a long time for this moment, but everything right now was special.
La Diabla witnessed the group hug and she looked around. She saw all the other tribe members cheering, clapping and shouting at this reunion. The crowd was full of joy seeing their tribe princess return. La Diabla looked back at the group hug and her own eyes filled with tears. It was such a tender moment and she knew just how much this meant for Cheyenne. La Diabla could hear Cheyenne and her parents crying, so she started to blink her eyes as she didn’t want to let the tears fall. She was so happy for her friend. She dismounted her horse and stood next to it as she took in the sight.
Cheyenne and her parents finally let go of each other and just stared at each other, with tears in their eyes and wide smiles. Her parents looked her up and down and she just couldn’t stand still. “I can’t believe I am here!”
“H-how did you make it back? Who is your friend?” Wanbli asked, looking at La Diabla.
“Oh, that’s my friend La Diabla! She is the one who brought me here! She saved me father. She is my hero!” Cheyenne said excitedly.
Wanbli, Isi and Cheyenne then walked over towards La Diabla who was smiling at them. Wanbli walked up to La Diabla, paused for a moment, then reached out and embraced her. He hugged her very tight and then he let her go and looked at her with graciousness in his eyes. “Thank you…thank you for saving my daughter..” he said, his eyes filling with tears.
La Diabla smiled in gratitude and nodded her head. “You’re welcome…I am happy I could bring her back home.” She whispered.
“You have my eternal gratitude…you brought back to me my greatest joy….” Wanbli told La Diabla.
Isi then walked up to La Diabla and hugged her tightly. “You saved my baby girl…I owe you my life. You brought me back my heart…” she cried.
La Diabla could feel the love in Isi’s heart as she felt the hug. Flashes of her own mother filled her mind and knew just how much a mother loves her daughter. La Diabla was trying really hard to not cry at this moment. “Thank you..I am happy I could bring her here…”
Isi finally let go and she and Wanbli then asked La Diabla to join them and Cheyenne in the wigwam. They wanted to spend some time with their daughter. The four people went inside the wigwam and just started talking and enjoying the moment. Cheyenne excitedly told her parents how she found La Diabla and how they made their escape back here. Cheyenne bragged about how strong and powerful La Diabla was and how close they were and how she rescued her from Priscilla Montenegro, the same woman that kidnapped her. Wanbli and Isi both had a lot of anger towards Priscilla as she tricked their daughter and took her away from them for over a year!
La Diabla sat back and enjoyed listening to Cheyenne talk about their adventure to arrive here. She didn’t want to say much because this was their family’s moment. She was sitting on the floor of the wigwam Indian style and looked around the hut. She saw arts and crafts hanging from the ceilings and from the walls. She figured this village would be a good hiding spot while she figured out how she could find El Guapo and the gang as their well being was still a concern to her. La Diabla was also pretty surprised on how hospitable Cheyenne’s parents were. They made sure she was comfortable, offering her drinks and even small foods. They constantly asked her questions about where she was from, what she does, and how did they meet their daughter. She kept her answers basic, including that she was part of El Guapo’s gang, but avoided talking about the heinous crimes she was involved in. She was happy Cheyenne helped keep that part quiet as well. La Diabla confirmed where she met Cheyenne and that their journey to bring her back was definitely one of the best moments in her own young life.
“I can’t thank you enough for bringing Shikoba back to us. We prayed to the gods for this day for such a long time.” Wanbli said.
“Yes, bringing my daughter back to us…well, we are eternally indebted to you. I am happy my daughter met such an amazing woman such as you. Just listening to her, it sounds like you are a very special woman. You will always be welcomed here in our tribe.” Isi said, her voice cracking with emotion.
“T-thank you….I am very humbled by your graciousness. It was my pleasure to bring her back home. Your daughter….your daughter is a unique young woman. I never met anyone like her. She…she is really a gift to the world.” La Diabla said, then looked over at Cheyenne who was blushing.
“Well La Diabla, I hope you enjoy being our honored guest. Do you have to go anywhere?” Wanbli asked.
“Well….I was wondering if I could actually stay here for a bit. Nothing long term, just need to hide here for at least a few days. As your daughter said in her story, the woman we got away from is looking for me and I am sure she is not going to be happy I brought…Shikoba….back home.” La Diabla told them, using Cheyenne’s actual name.
“You are welcomed to stay as long as you like. You are our honored guest and you can call this place home if you like. We are grateful that you brought our daughter back from that evil woman. She lied to us and stole her away.” Wanbli said. “So please, let Shikoba take you to your space to stay. We are going to throw a major dinner in honor of her return. So please, go with her and relax a little. I am sure, you both are very tired.”
Cheyenne got up and walked over to La Diabla with a huge smile on her face. When she made it to her, she reached out her hand, to help lift La Diabla from the ground in her sitting position. “Come on! I will take you to where you will sleep. You will get to stay with me! Hehe”
La Diabla nodded her head, and took Cheyenne’s hand. She stood up and allowed Cheyenne to lead her out of the Chief’s wigwam and walked over to a larger teepee that wasn’t too far from her parent’s wigwam. She saw how decorative the teepee was and figured this must have been Cheyenne’s when she was living here.
“I-I can’t believe I am about to enter my old room. It has been sooooo long…” Cheyenne said with excitement. She then opened the flaps of the teepee, and led La Diabla in. When she entered her old teepee, she became overwhelmed with emotion. She ran over to where her sleeping area was, where her favorite blankets laid folded and she even saw little trinkets and crafts that were personal favorites. She paused for a moment, held her hands to her face and let tears fall. “I’m home… I am really home….” She whispered as she looked at her bed area, her back towards La Diabla. It was such a long time.
La Diabla looked around inside the teepee in awe. She has seen these structures before, but never the inside. It was quite spacious and looked very comfortable. It did have some things she recognized such as a lantern and she saw the cute little wooden dolls. She grinned as this space was so…. Cheyenne. She saw there was another area that also had blankets, so she assumed that’s where she would be sleeping. “This is where I will stay?” she asked.
Cheyenne wiped her face quickly and then turned around and faced La Diabla. “Yeah, you will get to sleep over there. Sorry, I keep crying..” she said as she wiped more tears.
“It is ok Cheyenne. I understand. You can let it all out. You are back home and I can imagine how happy you are. Oh, should I call you Cheyenne or Shikoba?” La Diabla asked, wondering if she should use Cheyenne’s birth name.
“You can call me Cheyenne, that’s fine. I know that is the name you know me by. Just like I call you La Diabla, even though I can guess that is not the name your parents gave you. Hehe” Cheyenne giggled. She then cocked her head and had a puzzled look on her face. “Now that I am thinking about it, what IS your name? I can’t believe I never asked….”
La Diabla smiled and thought about that they never did discuss her name. She was actually surprised it never came up. “Wow, I never told you. Well, my name is Salem… I have been going by La Diabla for so many years, so I am used to having people call me that instead of my name and preferred it that way, but for you, you can call me either.”
“Salem? That is such a pretty name! But I will call you La Diabla because that’s how I know you. Hehe. Salem….Salem….such a very pretty name.” Cheyenne said in response. She then started to unfold her blankets and started to make herself back at home. She even went over to where La Diabla would be sleeping and started to unfold those blankets to make her guest more comfortable. “Come on, let’s get set up and unpack so we can unwind. The dinner will be in a few hours and it will be SO amazing! I think you are going to love it!”
La Diabla smiled as she saw Cheyenne running about, getting things ready. She shook her head as this young woman had so much energy. She then walked out of the teepee to go back to her horse and get their belongings. She saw the tribe people walking around and saw a few stares and smiles. This village seemed very welcoming to her and she thought she could be very comfortable here. She got their belongings and made it back to the teepee. She helped with setting up her own personal space and then managed to sit down for a moment. La Diabla listened to Cheyenne excitedly describing how these celebratory dinners go and she looked forward to it. She took a deep breath and felt a sense of relaxation flowing over her.
The dinner commenced and La Diabla sat back and enjoyed the festivities. She looked on as she saw the entire village at this central location, around the large bonfire. She listened to the sounds of laughter, excited talk, music and even the crying babies. She saw the men cooking large deer bodies and even some fish. She looked over at a crowd of women all dressed up in traditional garbs and wore very colorful headdresses. La Diabla was seated at the end of a large table, just about 3 seats down from a rather large chair, probably for Chief Wanbli. She felt the cool breeze flowing through her long black hair and she felt the joyous mood. Then the music stopped and she heard a horn go off. A rather large Native American man then yelled an announcement and everyone stood at attention and gave a loud chant as Chief Wanbli, his wife Isi and their daughter Cheyenne exited the wigwam and made their way to the head of the table. They arrived at the head of the table, and Chief Wanbli raised his hand and then spoke to the crowd.
“Thank you members of the Elu Tribe! Tonight, we celebrate the return of Princess Shikoba! This is a blessed day! Let us all rejoice to the gods that they brought back her safe return so she can live amongst her people once again.” Wanbli announced. He listened to the cheers of the tribe and then raised his hand again, which made them all silent. “I do want to give special thanks to someone. This person is owed our eternal gratitude, and she has had such a great impact on Princess Shikoba. From this day forward, she is welcomed to the home of the Elu Tribe at any time. Please, let’s all give a great welcome to the Great La Diabla!!!” he announced and the entire village roared their approval.
La Diabla’s eyes went wide with shock after hearing this announcement. She actually felt a little embarrassed by the attention, which was a first for her. She looked over at Cheyenne who was clapping very hard and had a huge smile on her face. She looked further down and saw Wanbli and Isi applauding her and motioning for her to stand up. She gingerly stood up and waved to the crowd. She smiled, then looked towards the table, trying to not stand out so much. This was an entire new feeling for her. She was never looked at as some kind of hero. Anytime she got recognition, it was from members of El Guapo’s gang after she committed some kind of crime. This was something entirely different. For the first time in her adult life, she felt very humbled at the attention she was getting. It also felt very good within her soul. She also felt kind of strange with the Chief announcing her criminal nickname, La Diabla. She started to think that it just didn’t “feel” right at this kind of function.
“Thank you…” Cheyenne whispered over to La Diabla as the crowd continued to cheer. “You look so shy. Hehehe you are so cute right now.” she giggled.
La Diabla gave a smile back and then wished the attention would stop. Finally, it did and everyone looked back at Chief Wanbli. She was happy she was no longer the center of attention.
“Now…..Let’s eat!” Wanbli announced and the crowd went back to its celebratory mood.
La Diabla received her food, and it looked amazing! She waited for Cheyenne and the “royal family” to receive their meals and then everyone started to eat. She was very impressed on how delicious the food was and she enjoyed every bite. She would make some sidebar talk with Cheyenne who was sitting right next to her on her left hand side. After the meal was finished, dessert was served and the people of the village continued to celebrate. La Diabla was impressed by their traditional behaviors and just soaked it all in. She really liked the entire mood of this night. Then, she heard music playing and then members of the village all got up and started to dance. They performed some coordinated dance moves, and then there was individual dance moves. The beat was very festive and La Diabla was even clapping her hands to the music and moving to the beat. No matter what culture one comes from, music was always a unifying way of creating happiness.
“Come on! Let’s dance!” Cheyenne said excitedly as she grabbed La Diabla’s left hand and tried to pull her from the table.
“NOOO!!! Are you crazy? I don’t know how to dance to this!” La Diabla said, trying to pull her hand free from Cheyenne.
“Come on! You will do great!” Cheyenne said, not giving up. She then looked over towards a portion of the crowd and motioned to them with her head nods.
“I am NOT dancing!” La Diabla laughed as she kept trying to get away, but then she saw a small group of young children, probably ages 10-13 years old headed over towards her and she knew she was going to end up dancing. The children surrounded her and helped pull her up and then they, along with Cheyenne, led her to the dance area and they started to dance around her. La Diabla gave a sheepish smile, put her face in her hands and hoped she could go back to her seat. One small girl then grabbed both of her hands and started to dance, swinging her arms. La Diabla saw the innocent smile on the girl’s face, so she thought “Well, when in Rome….” And started to dance to the music. Her body matched the rhythm of the music and soon, she was dancing really well and people started to clap for her.
Cheyenne saw La Diabla dancing and went into excited cheers. She loved seeing her friend have a really good time. She really hoped it brought her a lot of happiness. Cheyenne them moved next to La Diabla and they both danced together. Soon both women were laughing and having a great time. Cheyenne felt a true sense of happiness right now. She was finally home.
The party finally started to die down and some of the villagers made it back to their wigwams or teepees. La Diabla was sitting at the chair where she had her meal and saw the party ending. It was getting late. She saw Cheyenne speaking with her parents, gave them a hug and then she saw her walking towards her.
“I am SO tired right now! My feet hurt too!” Cheyenne said, plopping down in a chair. “I am going to sleep REALLY good tonight. Hehe Ready to turn in?” she asked La Diabla.
La Diabla let out a yawn and stretched. “Yeah, let’s turn in…” she said as she stood up. “I have to admit, this party was really fun. Your tribe really knows how to celebrate. It reminds me of people in Mexico. This was really fun.”
“I am glad you had fun! I think my village loves you! Hehe” Cheyenne giggled.
La Diabla did a small chuckle, then she followed Cheyenne into their teepee. She ran her fingers through her hair and then she started to reach down and remove each boot from her feet. She looked over at Cheyenne who was taking off her traditional garb to get ready for bed. La Diabla thought she looked really pretty, then she looked down at her still wearing her moccasins. An idea popped into her head when she looked towards Cheyenne’s feet. She recalled what Cheyenne did to her feet, so now, she wanted to have some fun. She remembered how much her feet were tickled and now, she wanted to return the favor. “Hey Cheyenne, remember that first night we met, you helped relieve my pain. Well, I didn’t tell you this before, but I also have a very special technique to help bring relief to the spirit of people.” She grinned.
Cheyenne sat down on her bedding material and looked back at La Diabla. “Oh, you do? For real?” she asked.
“Yes haha.. so, since you helped me, I wanted to show you what I can do. I am sure you will like it and I will really be grateful if you allow me to demonstrate on you…” La Diabla said, with devious thoughts in her head.
“Um, sure! I mean, you have been absolutely wonderful with me so I can help you. What do I do?” Cheyenne asked with her smile.
“Lay down on your tummy…” La Diabla started. She watched Cheyenne lay down on top of her blanket, and started to get excited. She always wondered how sensitive Cheyenne was and she was going to find out soon. She then sat down by the foot of the bedding, lifted Cheyenne’s ankles, let them rest on her right leg, then used her left leg to clamp down on the back of Cheyenne’s ankles, effectively trapping them. She had a real good look at the soles of Cheyenne’s upturned moccasins and an evil grin formed on her face.
“Um, my feet are trapped…” Cheyenne said as she tried wriggling her feet. “What are you going to do?”
“Well….first let me take these off…” La Diabla cooed. She reached her right hand towards the left moccasin and gently tugged at the heel until it popped off. Her heart started to race as she saw the tender tanned sole peeking out and then she peeled the shoe off, exposing that barefoot. The foot itself was small, it appeared to be a size 6, with the sole being a tanned color, a low arch, wrinkled skin and cute pudgy pebble like toes. “Ooooooh so cute!” La Diabla teased.
Cheyenne felt her left foot get bared and now a fear started to course through her body. “Um, are you about to…..touch my feet?” she cringed. Her now bare left foot start to flex and rotate around, and she realized she was effectively trapped between La Diabla’s strong legs.
“Yep…I’m going to touch your feet. You know, to help bring joy to your soul….hehehe” La Diabla teased. She then dropped that empty left moccasin. She then used her right hand to remove the right moccasin and gasped when she saw the now bare right foot. Cheyenne’s soles were so adorable and looked really tender. “You have really cute feet…..”
“Um, t-thank you. Uh, please be careful when you touch my feet. They are kinda….um….um…” Cheyenne stammered as she had a feeling what was about to happen to her.
“Kinda what?”” La Diabla teased. She really loved how both soles start to quiver. She saw those tiny toes scrunching, making the skin on the soles more wrinkled which she loved. “Are they kinda……ticklish?” she cooed.
Cheyenne’s eyes popped wide open! Hearing that word made her entire body tense up in ticklish fear and she knew she was going to have her precious feet tickled. She also realized that it was late at night and she didn’t want to wake up the entire village. “Um, yeah…kinda..L-La Diabla….you have to be careful. I don’t want to wake up everyone so I think maybe we should do this….tomorrow?”
“But we are here right now and your feet look so tired from all the dancing you did tonight. Didn’t you tell me that your feet were very sore? You will just have to be quiet….” La Diabla said with a lot of teasing in her voice. She could feel Cheyenne starting to struggle to get her ankles free, but she clamped her legs tighter. “I mean after all, when you worked on my feet, you did me a favor and I wasn’t screaming now was I?”
Cheyenne started to giggle in anticipation. Her feet were trapped and she knew when La Diabla touched her feet, it was going to tickle a lot. She lowered her head into her blanket and then her body tensed up. She was hoping this would be a quick moment. “But I didn’t mean to tickle your feet…hehehehe”
“I think you did! Remember after you finished your special technique, you held my feet and purposely tickled them? It went something like this…” La Diabla teased as she then softly drummed the pads of her fingertips gently down from the heels of both feet, into the tender arch off the balls of the feet then back up the soles. She chuckled as she saw the poor tiny feet spasm and scrunch real tight. “Ooooh! Looks like someone is REALLY ticklish on her feet….”
“nnoooooooooooooo don’t tickle nooooooooooooooooooo” Cheyenne whined into her blanket. She could fell those fingers drumming up and down her soles and the ticklish electricity ripped through her body. She kept wiggling her feet, trying to get them away from those evil fingers but she just couldn’t get free. She held her breath as long as she could as she was about to laugh hysterically and wake up the entire village. “Diiiiiiiaaaaaaaabbbbbbbllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaa t-t-thhhhhaaat REEEEEAAALLLYYYYY tickles!” she giggled while trying to keep her voice down.
“Oh it does? Awwww poor baby… does little Cheyenne have ticklish feet? Yes she does! She is a ticklish little princess…” La Diabla teased as she continued to lightly run her fingers all over the trapped soles. She knew she couldn’t go full out tickling the feet because it was late and she didn’t want to wake anyone up, but she wanted to drive Cheyenne crazy. She then stopped the drumming of her fingers and let Cheyenne catch her breath. “You really do have some cute little feet…I could play with them all night long.”
“nnnooooo hehehehehe no! You can’t!! Come on, let me go. I am tired and we need to rest. I think my feet feel better already…” Cheyenne whined. She tried pulling her feet free again, but there was no way she was getting them from La Diabla’s legs.
“Not yet.. I think they look sore still. In fact, I think thiiiiiiiisssssss spot right here is really really…………ticklish….” La Diabla laughed. She then took the tip of her index finger on the pad and tickled right along the instep and she saw and felt Cheyenne flopping like a fish out of water. She couldn’t help but laugh as she saw Cheyenne pounding her blanket with her fist and her body reacting crazy. She then paused her touching of the soft feet so once again Cheyenne could catch her breath.
“t-thank….you….oh that…..really….hehehe….tickled…hehehehe” Cheyenne panted. She laid her head on its left side and felt her body getting worn down. She realized that trying to hold in the hysterical laughter only made her more tired. Even though the tickling was driving her crazy, she actually was loving this moment. She was enjoying La Diabla playing with her as it only continued to build the bond between the two. She then had a fun thought and her eyes looked devious. “Ok, since you are having fun with my feet. How about tomorrow, I can work on yours again? After all, I have to keep practicing so I can, um, get really really good at it..hehehe” she giggled.
La Diabla chuckled to herself and rolled her eyes. “Oh, so you want to touch my feet again huh? You silly girl, it sounds like you want to tickle me again. Am I right? You want to tickle my poor feet again?” She asked as she then started to lightly stroke her fingers on the plump balls of both feet sending the feet into a frantic wiggling.
“no no no no no hehehehehehe No I don’t hahaha want to hahahaha tickle hahahaha your feet! I hahahaha just want to work on my hahahahahaha technique!! That’s all!! Hehehehehe” Cheyenne giggled.
“No, I think ticklish little princess here wants to tickle me. You are such a little fibber…” La Diabla teased as she then sped up the motion of drumming her fingers across the balls and back into the arches. She heard Cheyenne’s hands slap across her mouth, trying her best not to explode in laughter. She saw Cheyenne flopping around and could hear some muffled squeals coming from those hands. La Diabla once again stopped the tickling and allowed Cheyenne to rest. She couldn’t help but laugh as well.
Cheyenne felt the fingers stop tickling her feet and took in deep breaths. The tickling was driving her absolutely insane. She started to breath freely and her head was now laying on the right side and she tried to glance back at La Diabla. She saw the outlaw’s face with a smirk on it and a teasing gleam in her eye. Cheyenne squealed as she made eye contact and then put her head face down into the blanket. “No more please… my feet feel so tingly right now….hehehehe” she giggled.
“I bet they do….” La Diabla giggled. She then started to very softly stroke her fingers across the soles again, forcing Cheyenne to start giggling again. “You do have some really soft feet my friend. Just try to do your best to relax as my fingers stroke the bottoms of your feet ok?”
“hehehehe come on!! I’m too ticklish!” Cheyenne squealed as she felt the fingers touching her delicate soles again. She then placed her head into her hands and tried her best to not to laugh. The feeling of the fingers sliding across her feet gave her such agonizing ticklish sensations. The fingers touched her tender heels, then when they moved to her arches, she started to shake her head wildly. Then she gritted her teeth with all of her strength as the fingers now did small circles on the balls of her feet as it tickled with great intensity. She wanted to see if she could hold it in, but it was very difficult to not explode in laughter. In a way, she was enjoying this play because it was La Diabla’s way of connecting with her. She really did enjoy being around her, she just hoped this tickle torment didn’t last long.
La Diabla continued to stroke her fingers across the soft skin and she couldn’t help but smile. This was too much fun for her. She truly wanted to use her nails, or her tongue, but that moment would have to come later, when it wasn’t so late at night. She felt her own body started to relax as feeling Cheyenne’s ticklish tremors in her feet made her smile. Teasing this young woman was a very rewarding experience. “Cheyenne is soooo ticklish….” she teased as she now circled her index fingers in the arch area.
“nooooooo hehehehehehe nooooooooooo” Cheyenne mumbled as she felt those fingers on her feet. She pounded her fists onto her blanket and her eyes were watering. “hehehehe La Diabla…please stooooppp” she giggled.
“But I am not done yet. As a matter of fact, let’s play a little game. I am going to write a letter on your feet and you have to guess the word after I am through. If you get it wrong, I will tickle these tiny little feet until I feel like stopping….Ready?” La Diabla cooed. She was having way too much fun with Cheyenne.
“huh? I have to guess what you’re writing??? But but…hehehehehe” Cheynne started to giggle as she felt a single finger tracing along her left sole.
La Diabla took the tip of her right index finger and put it on the upper “right corner” of the left heel and slowly stroke it horizontally across the heel, then when she finished, she then took her index finger and drew a line right from the middle of the imaginary line, and directly down the sole going into the arch and finishing at the ball of the foot. “Now, keep that letter in your mind. Do not say it.” She instructed. Then she took her right index finger and on the right foot, started at the upper “right corner” of the right heel, and slowly dragged it horizontally across the heel, and when it got to the very end, she then slid her finger down the instep of the foot all the way to the ball of the foot, and then went directly across the ball of the foot until it made it to the outside edge of the foot. Then, she put her finger in the middle inside edge of the instep, and dragged it through the arch till it made it to the outside edge of the foot. “That is the second letter….”
Cheyenne was in a fit of muffled giggles as she felt the two letters being written on her feet. It tickled like crazy as the finger motion was very slow over her foot skin and her eyes were watering, trying to hold in her laughter. She wasn’t completely sure, but she thought she may have gotten the two letters. Then she let out a little squeal once again as the dreaded finger started back on her left foot at the upper right corner of the heel and felt it go across her heel, but in a round like fashion, then when it got to the other side of the heel it stroked slowly like a curve going into the middle of her arch almost diagonally and when it made it to her instep it turned direction in a curve like fashion and went across the ball of her foot back to the outside edge. That letter drove her wild as clamped her hands across her mouth, wanting to scream hysterically.
La Diabla nodded her head with a smile as she was tracing the letters on these tender feet. Watching Cheyenne struggle while not laughing uncontrollably delighted her. She then began the fourth letter and was on the right foot. She took her index finger and placed it in the middle on the outside edge of the foot, then slowly traced her finger up into the sole across the heel, over to the instep and now across the ball of the foot and back to the original spot on the middle of the outside edge of the foot, in a circular fashion, “Just two more letters ticklish Princess….” She teased. Now she was back at the left foot. She started her index finger on the outside edge of the foot, near the baby toe on the ball of the foot, then slowly stroked her finger upwards across the edge of the foot to the heel , then stroke across the heel and when it got closer to the outside edge of the heel, it curved back inwards, across the top part of the heel where it met the arch to the outside edge of the squirming foot, then when it made to that spot, it did a stroke diagonally going across the arch and ended at the outside edge of the ball of the foot.
Cheyenne was losing it. Feeling that finger tracing “letters” on her feet were driving her absolutely crazy. Each stroke was sending her very sensitive skin into overdrive of sensations and she hoped she could make out the letters. Then she felt the final letter being made on her right foot. The finger started on outside edge of her right foot near the middle and then it stroked upwards and into her heel, made it across her sole to the other side, and then finished by going towards the ball of her foot and then back to that original starting point, all in a circular motion. The stroke went really slow, which prolonged the ticklish agony she was in. It took everything in her lungs to hold in all that laughter. She would let little snickers come out, but she surprisingly held in the hysterical response she truly wanted to give.
La Diabla grinned as she finished her word and patted the bottoms of the feet. “So little one, what word did I write on your feet? You got ONE chance. If you get it wrong, I will use my nails on both feet and you will suffer….hehehehe” she teased.
Cheyenne’s mind started racing, as she started to think back to the strokes on her feet. Her brain was in panic mode as she tried to recall the finger motions. The strokes on her feet were so slow and deliberate, the ticklish reactions clouded her mind. She started to think and then she felt fingers tapping on her feet as though her foot tickler was waiting. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then blurted out what she thought it was. “Is the word Tesoro? It felt like a T, E, S, O, R, and O. Am I right?” she said, then braced herself.
La Diabla laughed as she heard the response. “Congratulations! You got it right. Very good ticklish princess….” She said as she patted the soles. She shook her head and chuckled as she was very impressed that Cheyenne was able to get it right. “Very impressive! Well, let me finish up with these CUTE little toes of yours and we can go to sleep, ok?”
Cheyenne tried to turn her body so she could see La Diabla. “No no no no no no hehehehe You can’t touch my toes! Please don’t Diabla, please don’t touch them!!!” she started to beg. She knew how ticklish her toes really were and didn’t want to hold in her laughter as her lungs were burning.
“Hmmmmmm sounds like someone has some very…ticklish….toesies!” La Diabla giggled as she then took her index finger and thumb and wiggled the big toe. She heard a cute little squeal coming from Cheyenne’s lips. She couldn’t help but laugh as well as when she tugged and wiggled each toe, Cheyenne would squeal loudly in her hands. She couldn’t help but keep laughing as her fingers played with the toes and even ventured between the crevices and Cheyenne’s body flopped all around. La Diabla would pause her toe tickling as she had to put her own hands across her mouth so she wouldn’t wake up the entire village as these ticklish reactions from Cheyenne amused her so much. She then prepared for her grand finale and then quickly dabbled her fingertips up and down the soles, moving quickly over the soft skin and made sure she concentrated in the middle of the arch, which seems to have been the most ticklish part. She stopped tickling as she saw Cheyenne bounce up from her bedding and directly onto her knees as she waved her arms wildly in the air in ticklish agony and then collapse back down on the bed. “What the???” she laughed as she saw that hysterical reaction.
Cheyenne was banging her fist on the bedding as she collapsed back down on it after feeling those fingers drumming up and down her soles, particularly into her arches. She then started to breathe heavier as she felt her ankles being freed from La Diabla’s legs. Her breathe started to wheeze and sweat was glistening off her forehead. “t-thank you….” she panted.
La Diabla kept giggling to herself after watching the ticklish reactions from Cheyenne’s body. She then crawled her way over to where Cheyenne’s head was and gently started to stroke her fingers through her long black hair, as she looked at the back of her head. “awwww poor ticklish princess.. you did really good. Doesn’t your feet feel so much better?”
Cheynne slowly turned her head to face La Diabla and saw that grin on her face. “Yeah,,I guess so… you are…so mean..hehehe my feet are…so….ticklish…” she panted.
“Good night sweet Cheyenne. I swear, you know how to make me laugh…” La Diabla whispered as she patted Cheyenne’s back. She then leaned down and kissed the tired girl on the cheek. She then stood up, turned off the lantern, then went over to her own bedding and got herself comfortable. She got under the blankets and as she closed her eyes she heard…..
“Good night Diabla….that was fun…Thank you for being my friend. I really like you.” Cheyenne murmured.
TWO DAYS LATER
Cheyenne woke up early in the morning and she wiped her eyes. She yawned, then stretched as another day was about to begin. These last few days have been very happy as she was getting acclimated with living with her tribe again. She helped teach the younger kids more vocabulary lessons, she would help out with laundry and things of that nature. She got to spend a lot of time with her family, her best friend Aleshanee and La Diabla. She really enjoyed having La Diabla around and was impressed how her friend was assimilating into their culture. It didn’t appear that La Diabla was out of sorts and unable to feel comfortable around her people. She observed the outlaw was able to communicate well with the others and even went on hunting trips with the men to bring back food for the village. She started to wonder if La Diabla would stay here forever. She then started to put on her clothes, which was very colorful in design. It was a dress that went down to her knees and the blue dress had colors of yellow, red and white adorning it in beautiful patterns. She even wore her favorite headband, a blue one with white trim. She then slipped on her brown moccasins and stood up. She looked over towards La Diabla and could see she was still sleeping. Cheyenne smiled and tried to be as quiet as possible as she was about to meet her friend Aleshanee. She then heard a tapping on the teepee doorflap and she went over to open it and saw her friend.
“Hey Shikoba!!!” Aleshanee said in a loud voice as she entered the teepee.
“Shhhhhh!!! Can’t you see she is sleeping over there? You are always so loud! Hehehe” Cheyenne said as she put her finger to her mouth to shush her friend.
“Oh!! I’m sorry! I thought she was awake.” Aleshanee responded.
“I am glad you didn’t wake her up! Come, are you ready to go?” Cheyenne asked. The two girls were going to go gather berries and nuts for a wonderful dessert later that night. This was one of their favorite activities as it gave them a time to be together and have some fun. Cheyenne thought about that one wonderful time they went to go gather berries with Aleshanee where both girls learned a lot about their sexuality with each other. It was still one of Cheyenne’s greatest memories. She wondered what will happen on this trip as this was the first time she went on this trip with her friend since she has returned.
La Diabla heard the two girls chattering and she smiled. It was fun listening to these two young women about to embarked on a fun activity and just enjoying their lives. She thought about what she would do today. She would probably go hunting as it gave her opportunities to practice her skills with a gun, but she was also learning how to use a bow & arrow more effectively. This tribe was filled with skilled hunters and she loved learning new skills. She closed her eyes so she wouldn’t disturb the girls and enjoyed listening to their banter.
“Yeah, I am ready. Oh, how does she like it here? Does she like being in our village?” Aleshanee asked Cheyenne in a whisper.
“Yeah, I think so. She seems really happy when we talk. I am happy for her. She is really such a good person. She has a really good heart. She means a lot to me.” Cheyenne whispered back in admiration.
“She is also very beautiful! She is incredibly sexy! Hehehe” Aleshanee giggled.
“Aleshanee!!! You are so crazy!!” Cheyenne said, barely keeping her voice down.
La Diabla smiled as she overheard their conversation. She continued to keep still, pretending she was asleep, laying on her right side facing the wall of the teepee. She was greatly amused over these young women admiring her.
“Seriously Shikoba, she has incredible beauty! You already told me she likes.. you know…girls. You have to admit, she has a perfect face, and an amazing body. I wonder what she looks like naked?” Aleshanee whispered, then looked over at La Diabla.
“Will you stop! Yes, she is beautiful, but she is my friend! I am not imagining her naked! You are so silly…” Cheyenne giggled back.
“Well I have! Let me tell you, if I ever got her naked, she would remember my name forever! Just like I did with you..hehehe” Aleshanee teased.
“Um, I don’t think it would go that way…if anything, she would dominate you easily. She is way too strong. Now can you stop talking about my friend being naked. I swear you are so silly..” Cheyenne giggled.
“Look at her. She is sooooo sexy. Why, she even has cute feet!” Aleshanee giggled as she looked over and saw La Diabla’s right sole peeking out from under the blanket.
Cheyenne looked over and sure enough, La Diabla’s bare right foot was sticking out from under the blanket, completely exposed. She saw the soft skin and she smiled. “Yeah, she does have some cute feet. Hehe” she giggled.
“I wonder…..I wonder if she is ticklish?” Aleshanee whispered. Her lust for tickle fun was growing the more she looked at the right foot. “Maybe she would let me practice the technique on her….”
“Um, I don’t know….” Cheyenne replied. She knew La Diabla was ticklish, but she knew that weakness should not be revealed to anyone. She remembered her promise.
“I bet she is! Can you imagine how ticklish she is? She probably has a sweet laugh. Hmmm, I want to find out. I really want to tickle that foot!” Aleshanee whispered with excitement in her voice.
“I don’t think you should. Come on, let’s go. She is sleeping! Don’t wake her..” Cheyenne pleaded as she tried to take Aleshanee away.
“Come on! Have a little courage! I am just going to tickle that foot just a little bit. I want to find out if she is ticklish. I may never get an opportunity like this ever again!” Aleshanee replied. She was determined to find out if La Diabla was ticklish on her feet. She then carefully tip toed over to La Diabla’s sleeping form and then got onto her knees and crawled over like a lion stalking its prey. She got closer and closer and she could see that delicate foot just lying there. She could see the toes looking vulnerable, just begging to be touched. She looked at the high arch and the rounded heel. A streak of deviousness filled her body as she now made it over to where the foot was and took a moment to stare at it. She then looked back at Cheyenne, winked and then started to reach her finger forward. She was so close to tickling the beautiful sole.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you…” La Diabla’s voice rang out..
Aleshanee froze in abject fear as she heard La Diabla’s voice. Her eyes popped wide open and she looked up towards where La Diabla’s head was. She then saw the outlaw roll over and now she was looking directly at her. Her finger was still pointing towards the foot of the bed.
“I don’t think it would be a good idea if you touched my foot….” La Diabla smirked.
“Um…um…I-I-was…um, just going to cover your foot with the blanket. Yeah, that’s it! Your foot looked cold and I wanted to make sure it stayed warm.” Aleshanee babbled as she then quickly stood up and ran over to Cheyenne.
“Thank you for the consideration, but my foot is fine. In fact, I wonder if your feet need some attention.” La Diabla teased, then looked directly at Aleshanee’s moccasin covered feet.
“Um, no I am ok. Me and Shikoba were just leaving! Good morning La Diabla! I hope your sleep was very peaceful. Um, time to go! Maybe later, I can show you a technique that I learned!” Aleshanee babbled as she then left the teepee in a hurry.
Cheyenne started laughing as she saw how fast Aleshanee exited the teepee after getting caught trying to tickle La Diabla’s foot. She looked back at La Diabla, covered her mouth trying not to just crack up laughing and shrugged. “Um, you have to forgive her. She is always being silly like that. Have a good day! Haha” Cheyenne giggled, then exited the teepee.
La Diabla chuckled to herself as she saw the two girls exit. Her mind then started to think about the conversation those two had and it made her smile. She felt good after hearing the compliments about her own beauty and then laid back down. She figured she would rest a little more, then prepare for her day.
TWO HOURS LATER
La Diabla was walking around the village, looking around and speaking to some of the tribal members. She was showing some of the men how to use their guns in a more efficient way. She was surprised they had guns, but it made sense as they needed protection over the increasing weaponry of nearby people trying to settle the land. The men in the tribe were astonished at her skill and greatly admired this warrior woman. Then as she was conducting a target practice session, she heard a frantic scream. She turned her head and saw Aleshanee running wildly and in a panic.
“HELP!!! HEEEEELLLLPPPP!!!” Aleshanee was screaming as she ran as fast as she could towards the village.
The villagers all turned their heads and saw the scared woman running towards them. A crowd formed around her and they were trying to calm her down. The men who were training with La Diabla all ran towards her. La Diabla followed as she remembered she was with Cheyenne who was not with her!
“Calm Aleshanee!! What’s wrong?!!” Maikoh asked.
“Help her!! You have to help her!!! PLEASE!!!!!” Aleshanee screamed. She almost started to hyperventilate.
La Diabla made it to Aleshanee and started to calm her down. “What’s wrong? Where is Cheyenne?”
Chief Wanbli and Isi walked towards Aleshanee with a concern on their face. They made it to her and Isi hugged her, trying to calm her down. “What is it my child? Where is Princess Shikoba?”
“They took her!!! They took her!!” Aleshanee screamed. “You got to help her!!”
“What??!!! Who took her?? Where is my daughter???!!!” Wanbli asked with such force in his voice as his concern for his daughter was evident.
“I don’t know who they are!!! We were picking berries by the lake and then they surprised us!! These women just came out of nowhere and grabbed her! They were BIG!!! Like huge women!!! They grabbed Shikoba and carried her away!! I screamed as loud as I could, but then one of them, the one carrying her slapped me. She was a monster!!! I-I-I couldn’t stop her! She took my friend!!! Help her!!” Aleshanee screamed. She was such in a panic, tears started coming down her face.
Wabli stood there in complete shock as he just heard his daughter was kidnapped by some mysterious women. Fear ripped through his body as he realized his daughter was taken from him again, this time by force. He hunched over as the grief overtook him. “No, no my baby..No! NOOOOOOOO!!!” he screamed.
“My baby? My precious Shikoba!! No, it can’t be! Aleshanee, please tell me she is ok!!” Isi cried as she realized her daughter was taken.
The people of the Elu tribe all started to chatter in shock as their princess was taken from them. They just got her back a few days ago and now she was taken forcefully from them. Women were crying and the men started talking about forming a search party to go find her.
La Diabla stood there in absolute shock. Sweet Cheyenne was kidnapped and it hurt her soul. Her mind was still trying to comprehend what just happened. Flashes of that sweet young woman filled her mind and she started to get emotional. Her mind started to race as thoughts filled her mind. She started to think that she should have gone with Cheyenne on her berry gathering. La Diabla started to feel anger rising within her as she felt like she failed to protect her friend and rage to whoever dared to kidnap her. Her mind started to think that whoever did it, better pray to their god that they don’t harm her. She looked around and everything seemed in slow motion as she heard the screams of women and the murmur of the men. She looked over at Cheyenne’s parents and could see the emotional devastation. She then saw Isi walk over to her, her eyes filled with tears.
“Find my baby!! Please you have to find my baby!!” Isi cried as she wrapped her arms around La Diabla. The thought of her daughter being missing was too much for her to handle and she cried profusely.
La Diabla felt Isi’s embrace and could feel the emotion. She looked around and others were looking at her for direction. Even Wanbli came over to her and looked deep into her eyes.
“Please…please…can you help us find Shikoba? Please, I beg you, please help us find our daughter. You rescued her before. I just got her back, I-I can’t lose her…not again…” Wanbli said as he started to cry.
La Diabla’s emotions overcame her and a tear fell from her right eye and it streaked down her cheek. “I will find your daughter…I promise you, I will find her and I will bring her back to you. Whoever took her better pray to their gods because now they will have to deal with me….La Diabla. This I swear...” She said with much venom in her voice. At this moment, she vowed she would bring sweet Cheyenne back home and she did not care who she had to kill to get it done. Whoever did this would feel her wrath…….
END
*La Diabla and Cheyenne will return in the series: The Deputy and the Outlaw: Reunited
So, how did you like La Diabla's return series? Her role in the culmination series will be interesting that I can promise you. Oh, did anyone play along with the game La Diabla did on Cheyenne and guess the letters and word?
There is one more series to come out before that culmination one. It will focus on the main character of the entire saga, Deputy Darby Reeves!
