Ok fans, time for another chapter in this phase ending series. It has been quite the journey thus far, and we are more than 2/3 into the series. Now, things are going to really pick up as everything is moving to the epic conclusion. Now, fair warning. This particular chapter has tickling, but it also has a lot of story. It is the "transition" chapter as it will set the stage for the rest of the series. It is a turning point before everything breaks loose. I apologize for the amount of story (for those that just want to see the tickling), but the story itself has to make the transition to set up the rest of the series. So, I hope you enjoy this chapter because major things are happening very soon! As always, your comments are most encouraged and welcomed!
PART 15
“Ooooh!!! I like that! Marge dancing? That would be such a treat! Tickle, tickle, tickle….” Rita continued to tease. She really started to get into the foot tickling because Marge was at her total mercy. She finally managed to get into a position where she was in control. It felt nice and she was going to savor every moment of it. She looked at the foot she was tickling and focused on stroking her fingertips across the ball of the foot. She loved how the skin felt, and she loved that hysterical laughter. She started to make circles on that surface area, and it made the foot tremble with ticklish agony. She loved this moment because it was her own feet being tormented by this same woman the previous day. The humiliation of it all. That horrible feeling of helplessness. Now, she was paying her back and wanted to make sure she remembered it for a long time. Her fingers then moved to that area right outside the arch that helps make footprints. She got a really nice reaction from it, and she smiled. “You really are ticklish on your feet, aren’t you? Admit you have ticklish feet. I want to hear you talk about how ticklish your feet are. Hehehe” she taunted.
Marge felt another tsunami of ticklish feelings crashing through her body when the fingers moved up and down on the outside part of her arch. That sent such strong shivers throughout her body and her agony continued. She could barely hear Rita’s voice over her own screaming, but she understood it. She didn’t care anymore. She needed this tickling to stop as she couldn’t take this kind of stress. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I HAVE TICKLISH FEET!!!! I HAVE TICKLISH FEET!!! OH GAWD RITA!!! I HAVE TICKLISH FEEEEEEEEETTTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed in agony.
Rita chuckled to herself when she heard those words. Marge was definitely willing to say anything at this moment. She could feel that she was very close to breaking her completely. What started off as an emotional battle of wills was now coming to an end and she was going to make sure she won. She slowed her fingers down a little and then pulled them away from the tender foot to give her a breathing break. She knew she wanted to keep tickling, but she also didn’t want Marge to die. “Breathe……breathe……breathe….” she said in a soothing voice.
Marge felt the fingers stop tickling her foot and she started to break down. The ticklish agony was too much on her body and she felt crushed. After screaming like a banshee and literally obeying Rita’s commands, she knew she lost her edge in this confrontation. She valiantly put up a fight throughout but now this was too much. She was definitely getting tired and her body felt so sensitive. The foot tickling was something she just could not stand. Other parts of her body were really bad, but the feet were just too much. She closed her eyes and kept trying to suck in air. Her emotions were a mess, and she felt terrible. She desperately needed mercy, or she knew she would break completely. She understood this moment because she always did it to others. Sadness washed over her, and she felt her eyes tearing up. “Rita……please…..no more. Please don’t tickle my feet anymore.” she whimpered.
“Oh, I AM going to tickle your feet. I am having too much fun, and to be honest, you truly deserve this.” Rita said in response. She saw Marge’s naked chest heaving up and down and she loved it. She looked at Marge’s face and she recognized that look. This woman was finally being broken down and her ego was finished. This was the moment. This was the moment to finish her and then this would all be over. She felt herself getting emotional because she felt happy. “Marge….. now, promise me something.” she said in a soft voice.
Marge felt a tear leave her left eye and she felt her heart breaking. She was to her limit and any further tickling of her feet would definitely ruin her. She even thought about begging to be tickled somewhere else. She just did not want her feet tickled ever again. “What? What is it? Please….no more tickling.” she replied.
“This is important. Marge, do you promise to not go after Becky and make her a sex slave?” Rita asked. She felt nervous because this is what this encounter was truly about. All of this was taking place because of the threat Marge made towards Becky. This was the moment she wanted to make sure that Becky would be safe and could live her life without having to ever encounter the situation of being tortured into being a sex slave.
Marge heard that question and knew this was her defeat. She knew that if she gave the wrong answer, she was going to be tortured. She wanted revenge but now she considered just ending her own vendetta. That was what Rita truly wanted. That apprentice to be safe. She looked towards her left foot and saw Rita so close to it. She saw that emotion on the face and out of her own desire to save herself, she nodded her head. “Yes……Becky….Becky will be safe. I won’t go after her anymore. I promise.” she answered and felt tingles throughout her entire body.
Rita saw Marge looking right in the eye with that answer and her heart filled with emotion. That was what she wanted this entire time. To protect Becky Lockhart. She knew Marge was telling the truth because of that look in her eye. She felt like crying but had to remain firm. She looked at that ticklish foot and she still wanted to tickle it. She wanted to go after those thick toes and have her way with them. Marge was completely vulnerable, and she could do whatever she wanted. “Thank you. Thank you….” she told her.
Marge felt a rush of happiness because she finally gave Rita what she wanted. She started to feel relief because her torment was over. That foot tickling wasn’t very long in actual time, but for her, it was an eternity. Now she felt she could be free and recover from this horrible moment. “Will you let me go now?” she asked with hope in her voice.
“Not yet…..” Rita said and then a devious smile formed on her face. She still had a desire to punish Marge and make her suffer. After all the things she said and tried to do to her, now was the time to get her personal revenge. Now it was about the humiliation she suffered the day before. “There is the matter of your punishment. Do you remember what you did to me yesterday?” she asked with a devious mile.
Marge’s eyes popped wide open again when she heard Rita talking about punishment. There was no way she was in shape to endure another round of brutal tickling, especially on her feet. She felt her entire body tense up and the panic returned. “What do you mean? You already punished me!! I already told you that I won’t go after Becky! Rita! You’re being cruel!” she yelled in a panic.
“Becky is safe, but this is about me and you. Marge, what you did to me was something I will never forget. You absolutely humiliated me and really broke my heart. Your punishment is about me. I am going to make you regret ever tickling me like that and forcing me to cum. Now, the same will happen to you.” Rita threatened. The power she felt inside was consuming and she wanted to have some fun. She then looked at that helpless foot, grabbed the top with her left hand and quickly started to run her nails up and down that very ticklish skin. “Time to pay….” she simply said.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH RITA!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT ARE HAHAHAHAHAHA YOU DOING????!!!!!” Marge screamed as she felt the nails now scraping the bottom of her foot. The sensation was very intense and immediate, and she lost it. The feeling of those hard nails sliding across that sensitive skin was overwhelming and she couldn’t stand it. She had already submitted to Rita’s demands and now she was receiving an even harsher tickle attack. She couldn’t even truly think because those tickling nails were destroying her.
Rita smiled when she heard that agonizing laughter coming from her boss. She loved how deep it was and how loud it was. She knew she got Marge really good at the moment. She felt good inside. She wanted to just punish her. She wanted to drive this woman insane and to make sure she kept her promise about going after Becky or her. She also realized that by doing this, she would end up becoming the new boss. That sense of power flowed through her, and it was something she never felt before. She never imagined she would be in charge but after this moment, she had no choice but to be the new leader. “You are SO ticklish! Hehehehe Remember when you tickled my feet yesterday? Well, you are going to get it worse!” she told her.
Marge barely understood what Rita was saying because she felt those nails skittering across the ball of her foot. She had her mouth wide open and the most horrific laughter she ever had in her life was being forced out of her lungs. In her past, if someone tickled her foot with nails, it was always very brief. With her foot being held onto and the consistent scratching of the nails right now, there was no way she would be able to stand this kind of torture. She felt very submissive and was willing to literally do anything to get it to stop. When the nails went into the arch of the foot, she nearly passed out. The sheer intensity of the ticklish electricity shredded her nervous system, and she started to fall into silent laughter. There was no way she would be able to last much longer and prayed she could just pass out.
“This is a nice spot right………….here!!” Rita taunted then moved her nails close to the base of those thick toes. She loved the way her nails were bringing out the worst ticklish sensations imaginable. She noticed Marge was in silent laughter and she grinned. It was time to push this woman even further and make her truly sorry for everything she had done. She moved her nails to the undersides of the toes and right where the toes connected to the foot. She could feel Marge’s body become very stiff, then it just went limp. She loved how Marge’s body was surrendering, and she controlled this woman’s will.
Marge could barely breathe at the moment. The only thing she felt were those evil nails on her toes. She knew her great weakness had been found, and she was truly going to suffer. The thoughts going through her head were that of survival. She didn’t want to fight anymore. She didn’t want to yell or make Rita angry. She just wanted mercy so that she could live. She wanted to submit herself so this could all end.
Rita gave a few more tickles on the toes, then she stopped. She didn’t want Marge to die from lack of oxygen, so she decided to give her a break. That feeling of sheer power continued to flow through her. She started to really like that ability to control someone else. Even though she hated the idea of sex slaves, making someone suffer was stuff she did before when they robbed someone. She loved it when the victim completely lost it and submitted. She waited a few moments to allow Marge to recover. She needed her breathing to return to a normal level so that she could continue to punish her. Her eyes glanced towards the right foot which was still inside a stocking. The excitement built up because she had another foot to play with. “You ok, Marge? hehehe” she teased.
Marge felt relief as the tickling finally stopped. She was so exhausted, and she was pushed beyond her limits. She lay there trying to get in as much air into her lungs as possible. She felt her sweat and some tears on her face and she knew she must have looked like a total mess. She closed her eyes and just focused on breathing. She wanted to just take this time to recover and hoped it was over. She heard Rita’s taunts, and she felt ashamed. She knew there was no way she could get back at Rita because she would be tortured again. The foot torture was too much, and she felt incredibly sad. “Rita….no more….please…..I’m begging you. No more…..I can’t….I can’t take it anymore. You win…..You win….” she whimpered.
“I know I win. I am glad you admitted that. Now, I want to hear you say that you submit to me. Do it.” Rita demanded. She then got onto the bed and made her way towards the right foot. She heard Marge groaning and she grinned. She lay down on the bed on her stomach facing the right foot, with her own booted feet in the air. She crossed her ankles and started to move her feet around with excitement. She wanted to play with the right foot and finish Marge off completely. She thought about after tickling this foot, she would truly crush her boss with a forced orgasm.
“Rita…..Stop torturing me. I….I submit. Ok? I submit.” Marge replied with heavy emotion in her voice. She had never submitted to anyone in her life before and now she did. That crushed her ego, and she started to let the tears fall. She was feeling quite broken and was willing to do anything to get out of this torture.
“Good girl! Well, I wouldn’t be a nice woman if I didn’t pay some attention to your other foot. I will be nice though. I won’t use my nails. In fact, I am a little hungry. I think I will snack on your toes. Sound good?” Rita asked with a devilish smile. She then reached forward and grabbed the tip of the stocking and pulled it upwards and off the toes. She then tore a hole in them and started to peel the stocking open. She smiled as the thick toes started to get revealed and she left the stocking on the rest of the sole. She saw those helpless toes sticking out into the open and licked her lips.
Marge felt the stocking getting pulled and ripped and she started to whimper. Rita continued to dominate her, and she felt so helpless. She heard what Rita wanted to do, and she started to cry. Her torture wasn’t over, and she had to endure even more humiliation. “No please….Not my toes. Rita, I am begging you. Please just leave me alone. I submit. I submit.” she whined.
“I want to taste some toes. Hehehehe Your toes have always been so beautiful. Now, let’s see how they taste.” Rita said then moved her face closer to the helpless big toe. She fantasized about sucking these toes for years. Marge never let anyone really suck her toes probably because they were very sensitive. Now, this was her chance to not only torment her boss some more, but to fulfill a fantasy she had. She wrapped her lips around the big toe as it went inside her mouth, and she felt like she went to heaven.”Mmmmmmmmm……” she moaned.
“HEHEHEHEHEHEHE RITA!!!! THAT TICKLES!!! THAT TICKLES!!! I SUBMIT!!! I SUBMIT!!!!” Marge yelled out as she felt her toe go inside that very warm mouth. Her body was so sensitive that the toe sucking immediately sent her into a fit of giggles. She felt tingles of pleasure, but mainly a ticklish feeling. She started to laugh harder as the tongue started to swish and move around her toe, and she was going crazy. She felt so horrible because her torture was not over. She felt ashamed that she was calling out that she submitted a few times. No woman had ever done this to her, and she had no idea how she would ever recover. She then squealed when her index and middle toes were inside that mouth and that really tickled her. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA RITA PLEASE!!!!” she laughed.
“So tasty mmmmmmm so fucking slurp delicious.” Rita moaned as she continued to suck on the middle and index toes. She loved how soft the skin was and got more aggressive with the sucking. Her tongue then slid between the toes, and she heard those delightful giggles once again. She wished she had gotten to play with these feet much earlier. This was far better than she ever imagined. She had played with the feet of all of her fellow dancers, but never Marge. Now, she was truly savoring the moment and wanted to just suck them with great joy. “Damn your toes are tasty.” she said, then started to suckle on them again.
Marge felt her body no longer moving as it finally gave in to the exhaustion. The ticklish feelings still tore right through her, but her body had finally given up. She didn’t even wiggle or move her toes as that hot mouth continued to ravish them. That slimy tongue was tickling her between her toes, and she could not stop laughing. She closed her eyes and just imagined how her life was going to be going forward. She already said Rita could be the owner. She already said she would be a dancer. It was the most surreal feeling to be a victim, and it broke her heart. Then she roared in laughter as she felt the devious tongue now sliding between her baby and ring toes. That was a very sensitive area, and she exploded. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NOT THERE!!!! MERCY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!!!” she screamed.
“Hehehe your toes are just too ticklish! I love it!” Rita laughed, then went back to sliding her tongue in that sensitive crevice between the ring toe and baby toe. She truly felt accomplished and fulfilled a long-time fantasy. She wanted to enjoy every single second of it and slowly moved her tongue around. The laughter in the background filled her body with excitement and she wanted to just finish this woman off. Her own arousal started to spike as she felt her nipples were very stiff. Now she wanted to have some sexual fun. Now it was time to go after Marge’s sweet spot. She let those two toes slip out of her mouth and she wiped her lips from excess saliva. She then got onto her knees and faced a completely wiped-out Marge. “Your toes are much better than I thought. I think going forward, you will submit your toes to me once a week. Deal or do I have to use my nails again?” she threatened.
Marge tried to recover from the toe sucking and could still feel those tingles flowing through her body. She looked at Rita between her legs and couldn’t believe she was now submissive to her. Her whole world was going to change and all because what she used to break others was now being done to her in perfect irony. She heard Rita’s demand and the thought of having her toes sucked often was a horrific idea, but she also did not want to feel the wrath of those nails on her feet anymore. “Deal……deal.” she replied.
“You are such a good girl! Now, I am feeling really horny, and you should too. I think I want to use my nails on your feet again. I want to hear you scream again. But you have a chance to avoid that. Just ask me to feather your pussy until you cum. You do that and your feet are spared.” Rita offered. She then folded and crossed her arms to await the answer. Her eyes looked at the underwear covered groin, and she couldn’t wait to pleasure Marge there. She had played with that pussy several times. She loved doing it whenever they were having sexual interactions. She knew how that pussy responded to her touch and she wanted to make this woman have a soul crushing orgasm. She knew from all their criminal activity that once a body had surrendered, the orgasm would be so much more intense. Forcing Marge to submit sexually would be the perfect ending to this entire encounter.
Marge did not know what to think anymore. Her body was so sensitive and so tired. The tickling had destroyed her and having her toes sucked made it worse. She looked at Rita’s face and could see how serious she was. She really wanted to sexually dominate her and deep down inside, she knew she had no choice. She felt very emotional because someone dominated her. She swallowed hard and thought that tickling torture would return if she refused. “Feather me……feather me.” she said in desperation.
“Till when?” Rita asked with a smirk on her face. She had Marge right where she wanted and was going to push this woman into total submission.
“Feather me…..feather me until I……cum.” Marge said in a meek voice. It was hard for her to say it, but she knew she had no choice. It was either that or get tickled on her very sensitive feet again.
“Good girl….Now, you know I love this red feather. It is really going to enjoy that pussy of yours. Let’s get this underwear off of that sweet pussy.” Rita said then started to think. Since Marge’s legs were spread open, she wouldn’t be able to slide the underwear down. She would have to cut them off but didn’t know if she really wanted to destroy the underwear. She then got close to the groin area, and with her left hand, she pulled the underwear towards her left, which was Marge’s right. Doing so exposed the pussy. She smiled when she saw those red pubic hairs and that bright pink vagina. She remembered playing with that same pussy before but this time, she was in total control. When the underwear moved, she heard that soft gasp from Marge and that made her nipples really hard. The pussy was exposed and looked so helpless. She would have to hold the underwear in one hand, and swipe and stroke the feather with her right hand. She picked up the feather and waved it towards the helpless pussy. “OOOH!! Your pussy has always been beautiful. Now, I am going to have some fun with it. Ready? Hehehe” she taunted.
Marge felt her underwear get pulled to the side, and in a way, she was grateful that they were not cut off. She felt helpless because she was still tied down and now her most private spot was exposed to torment. She shuddered, thinking about how humiliating this was about to be. She saw the feather getting closer to her mound and she felt her heart beating rapidly. She closed her eyes and when the feather touched her, she let out a very loud groan. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm oooooohhhh!!!” she groaned.
“Such a sensitive pussy. Hehehe Nice pussy. Very nice pussy….” Rita teased as the feather started to swipe across that mound. She did a side-to-side motion with the feather and could see how much Marge’s body trembled. She knew it had to be such delicious torture but also felt really good. She wanted to make that woman so aroused, she would explode when she finally had her orgasm. The feather continued to tease the mound, and she saw how stiff the nipples got on Marge’s breasts. “That’s right, just enjoy the feelings.” she cooed.
Marge felt that feather moving across her sensitive vagina, and she felt that sensation of erotic pleasure. She had her pussy feathered several times and it always got her very hot. Even after being tickled so much, feeling this feather was amazing. She tried to move her womanhood in rhythm with the feather’s motions. She closed her eyes and softly bit her lower lip. Then the feather started to slide up and down the lips and that sent another large wave of erotic pleasure throughout her body. She knew her body was ripe for sex. She was worn down, so any sexual stimulation was going to drive her crazy. It was what she did to so many victims. Now it was being done to her and her body absolutely loved it.
“Tickle tickle sweet pussy….” Rita teased as the feather continued to slide up and down those pink lips. She felt her own nipples getting stiff and was really turned on. Dominating Marge was like no other woman. She had dominated many lovers, but to do this to Marge felt extra special. Then she heard something. She heard a noise, and she turned to her left. She saw the door opening and she stopped her feathering. Someone was coming in! She heard voices and her heart raced. She had a near naked woman tied down on this bed and was sexually dominating her. She didn’t expect anyone to be here and when she saw someone walking in, her heart stopped.
“Hahahaha Hey, let’s see if they are in here!” Diane said as she started to walk into the room. She and her fellow dancers, Susan and Olga entered into the building to begin their day. She noticed that Marge, Rita and Ingrid were not at the hotel and figured that they must have gone in early to take stock of whatever jewels Ingrid may have stolen the previous night. When she entered the room, she noticed immediately there were two people on the bed, and she was shocked. She saw Marge tied down on the bed and was nearly naked. She could see the naked chest, but underwear was still on. She saw the toes of the right foot sticking out of the stocking and the left foot was bare, but the stocking was still on. She saw Rita sitting on the bed, holding that red feather. It appeared that Marge and Rita were having a sexual interaction, and she felt embarrassed. “Oops! Sorry! Hehehe I didn’t know you two were fucking.” she said with a smile.
Rita had mixed emotions at the moment because on the one hand it was just her fellow dancers showing up for another day of work and on the other hand, she had a near naked Marge helplessly tied up and got dominated. She looked over at Diane and smiled. “Um, hello Diane. Hehehe Um, can you come back in a few minutes?” she asked.
Marge heard someone entering the room and she looked towards her right. She saw Diane standing there, then she saw Olga and Susan as well. She felt completely embarrassed because she was tied down on the bed and looked really helpless. She knew her face looked like a mess and she was still in a very vulnerable state. She felt her heart beating a million miles per second and she was completely stunned. She couldn’t call out for help because it meant everyone would know she was being dominated. She closed her eyes in shame and prayed they would leave soon.
“Are you two having a good time? Hehehe Wow! I had never seen Marge tied down before. Hehehe I wish I could join in!” Diane said with excitement. She had never seen Marge in a vulnerable state before and it looked really exciting. She was happy that Rita was the aggressor and wished she could watch the entire incident.
“Hey! Can we watch? Hehehehe” Olga said and then rubbed her hands. She saw what was on the bed and it looked very erotic. She could see that red feather in Rita’s hands and wondered just how much Marge went through. She knew that their sexual moment had to be full of passion and mind-blowing sex. It was weird seeing Marge tied down. Usually, she would tie one of them down whenever they had a sexual interaction. Seeing her so vulnerable got her own juices flowing and she wanted to watch this show.
“Girls!!! They are having a moment! Hehehe what are we? Perverts?” Susan said as she heard the excitement in Diane and Olga’s voices. It did seem like a very erotic scene was unfolding, but she also figured they were trying to be private.
Rita smiled when she heard the excitement in her friends’ voices. It appeared that they thought this was just a normal sexual encounter and did not suspect that she just tortured Marge. She loved how they all wanted to watch and that gave her a thrill. The idea of forcing Marge to cum in front of all of them seemed very exciting and she loved it. It would completely humiliate Marge, and she wanted it to happen to cement her status as the new alpha woman in this business. “You know what? That DOES sound like a good idea. You can watch me feather her pussy until she cums!” she told them.
Marge’s face turned bright red with shame as she heard Rita offering the rest of the dancers to see her pussy get feathered and made to cum. That would be the ultimate humiliation. She knew the others had no idea what took place in this room, they would just see her get her pussy dominated. She looked at Rita who had this smirk on her face and she had to plead for her to have some mercy. “Rita….please don’t feather me in front of them. Please!” she told her.
Diane heard the sound in Marge’s voice, and it sounded desperate. She had never heard Marge sound desperate before and she started to wonder if there was more to this scene than what she thought. She wondered if Marge was being dominated against her will. Her curiosity peaked and she had to know. “Hey, what happened in here?” she asked.
“Nothing much. Just me and Marge were having a good time together, that’s all. Her body is on fire right now and I want to make her cum. Go ahead, have a seat and enjoy the show.” Rita responded. She figured she would make this seem like a mutual encounter and not tell everyone how she dominated this woman and broke her will. They would find out that she was going to be the new boss, but that would be something she would discuss with Marge later.
“Ok. I guess we will watch. Damn Marge, you are ONE sexy woman! Hehehe” Diane said, then found her seat. She got excited as Rita started to feather the pussy again. It was such a strange sight to see the roles reversed and having Marge be the victim was very erotic to her.
“I want to play too!” Olga pouted as she saw Rita starting to move the feather over Marge’s vagina. She loved sex and seeing this erotic scene was going to get her horny all day for sure.
“Hehehe well, we can always just tie you down and feather you too.” Susan playfully threatened. She also liked the scene unfolding before her and was surprised that Marge was allowing this to happen. Her boss never showed vulnerability, so seeing her tied down and helplessly feathered was indeed very erotic.
“Hehe that sounds good. But I want to fuck Marge too. I dreamed of the day where I would ravish her and be in control. Hehehe” Olga whispered to Susan. She fantasized about her boss and hoped that it could come true. She even thought about perhaps joining in after Rita made Marge cum her brains out. She loved these moments between the entire group. She then wondered about something. Everyone was here except for Ingrid. That was weird because Ingrid would greet them in the morning. “Hey, where is Ingrid?” she asked.
Rita paused for a moment and thought about the question posed inside the room. Everyone was accounted for except Ingrid. She then figured she must have gone somewhere for breakfast and didn’t think anything of it. She looked back at Marge’s helpless pussy and started to feather it again. “She is probably getting us breakfast. She should be here soon.” she surmised.
“Yeah, you’re probably right. Now, let’s see some pussy feathering! Hehehe Now THIS is a way to start the morning!!!” Olga giggled as she watched the red father continue its very sensual teasing. She felt herself already getting aroused and wanted to touch herself. She was excited for the day, and she also remembered she had to help out at the facility later tonight when they brought in another sex slave. She hoped that she could play with the new woman because she needed some release. “Today is going to be a really good day! Pussy feathering of Marge right now, and I think I will feather some pussy later!” she thought to herself.
DARBY’S HOUSE
Darby looked at herself in the mirror and felt good inside. Today was a big day and she couldn’t wait to get started. It was still early in the morning, but she wanted to get Ingrid inside a jail cell, then they could go invade Madam Broussard’s Burlesque showroom and retrieve the stolen jewelry that Ingrid had taken. She couldn’t wait to tell Sheriff Dickerson that the thief was finally caught and restore peace of mind to the women of Plotsville. She even had a good night’s rest. It was still weird sleeping with someone in her bed, but happy it was Becky. Her apprentice finished getting dressed and now they were ready to finally start to close some cases. “Are you ready Becky?” she asked.
“Ya betcha!!!” Becky said, then put on her cowboy hat. She felt especially happy because now, the tickling thief was finally apprehended. Not only was she happy that the victims of Ingrid would be safe and receive closure, but it also meant that she would receive the same. Ingrid had made her life a living nightmare and finally she started to believe things would get better. She really couldn’t wait to return the ruby to Mr. Prescott and hoped that Donna would be happy as well. “I am so happy we finally caught that vile Tickling Thief! She made so many women scared and now, she will be going to jail!” she beamed.
“Yes, she is. Ok, let’ go.” Darby said, then walked out of her bedroom and into the main living room. She saw Rosa and Kylie chatting with one another and saw Ingrid still resting on the floor. It was still surreal that her prisoner was in her home, but it also led to them breaking her and Ingrid spilling her guts. She looked at her barefeet and figured it was time to get her ready. “Hey Becky, can you put Ingrid’s shoes and socks back on? We won’t make her walk barefoot to jail.” she requested.
“Sure thing!” Becky said with enthusiasm. She made her way over to Ingrid and saw the small woman had a snarl on her face. She felt good knowing that Ingrid would never torment another woman unless it was in jail. She looked nearby and saw the shoes and socks. She grabbed them and then looked at Ingrid. “Ready to put yer cute barefeet back in these socks and shoes? Hehehe” she gloated.
Ingrid looked at that happy look on Becky’s face and she felt anger, but also humiliation. She was barefoot because these women stripped her of her footwear and tickled her sensitive feet. Now she was headed to jail and everyone in the room was very happy. Having Becky put on her shoes and socks was very embarrassing. She really hated the look on her face. “I hate you….” she growled.
“Hehehe come on Ingrid, ya don’t have to be so mad. I could tickle yer feet if ya like so you can laugh.” Becky teased. She really felt good that she was going to get the last laugh over Ingrid and then reached forward and grabbed Ingrid’s ankle. She lifted the tiny right foot up and started to put the sock on it. “Yer feet will be nice and snug once again.” she teased.
“I REALLY hate you. You got me now, but I promise… I will escape and I will come find you. I am going to tie you up again, cut off all your clothes and I promise, that naked body of yours will suffer a lot.” Ingrid threatened as she felt her sock coming onto her foot, followed by her shoe. She then felt the left foot being put into the air and the sock covered that foot, then her shoe. She felt like a small child and really hated life. Once her shoes and socks were back on, she felt herself getting lifted to her feet by Becky and she could see everyone looking at her. “Who are you all looking at? I hate you all.” she told them.
“Hehehe you sure are cranky in the morning. I bet you won’t try to tickle any other women anymore. You got what you deserved.” Rosa said as she looked at Ingrid. She felt happy to be a part of the team and she looked forward to going to the showroom and helping Darby there. Once they wrapped that up, she was determined to find the one woman she wanted more than anything. La Diabla.
“Ok, let’s go ladies. Time to put this woman in jail!” Darby said, then she left her home, followed by the rest of the group. She knew there was quite a distance back to the Sheriff’s station and then she saw a neighbor riding down the street in her wagon. She whistled towards the neighbor, and they stopped. She explained that she needed a ride to take this prisoner to the Sheriff’s station, and the neighbor agreed to help. Darby told the woman who Ingrid was, and the neighbor was really excited. She had feared that his same woman would one day break into her home and steal her jewelry as well. Darby felt the wagon moving and she had a friendly chat with the neighbor. She was also thinking about how to invade the burlesque showroom. It was time to confront all of them and arrest anyone involved with illegal things.
Becky sat in the wagon next to Ingrid and Rosa was sitting on the other side of the thief. She felt really excited that this ordeal was just about over. She looked over at Kylie and saw her smiling. It was good to see her again and was happy she was there. She also thought about going to the Burlesque showroom. She wondered how Rita would react, and she really hoped she knew nothing about Ingrid’s actions. She had a major crush on the woman and the last thing she wanted was to see her get arrested. She looked towards Ingrid again and seeing her so sad and heartbroken really made her feel good inside.
Darby exited the wagon once they made it to the Sheriff’s station. She helped Rosa and Becky take Ingrid out of the wagon and she walked into the Sheriff’s station. She saw a few deputies looking at her and she told them that the thief that terrorized the town was finally apprehended. Her fellow deputies all cheered and one of them, Deputy Scott, took Ingrid to the jail cell area and she felt relieved. Now, she could give the Sheriff her news and get ready to investigate the show room. She walked to his office with Becky and knocked. She saw him motioning his hand and she entered the office. “Good morning, Sheriff!” she beamed.
Sheriff Dickerson saw his favorite deputy walk in and he was happy to see her so cheerful. He motioned his hand towards the chair and when she sat down, he grinned. “Good morning to you too, Darby. And Becky, good morning. What is going on this morning?” he asked.
“I, well, muhself and Becky, wanted to let you know that we finally caught the thief! The same one terrorizing Plotsville. We caught her and now she is in the jail.” Darby said with a huge smile.
“Really? That is great news!! Finally, this town could get some relief and some good news. Somehow, I knew you both would catch her. So, it was a woman after all, huh?” Sheriff Dickerson asked. He felt a huge streak of pride within his body knowing that Darby once again saved the town from a threat. He was also proud of Becky. The apprentice kept doing good things and especially after the recent mistakes, it was good to hear that she helped arrest this thief.
“Yes, it was a woman after all. In fact, the thief is Ingrid, the burlesque dancer. We caught her attacking a woman and we captured her. We also got her to admit where she hid the stolen jewelry. They are in a safe inside a back office at the Burlesque show building. Muhself and Becky are headed over now. In fact, we would like the team to help. This is our big capture!” Darby explained. She definitely wanted to leave out the details of how they got Ingrid to talk. She didn’t want that knowledge out just like she didn’t want anyone to know how she was tortured.
“This is GREAT NEWS!!! I am so proud of the both of you. It will be great to return the stolen jewels. I am glad they were not sold off already. I want you to go down there now. I can’t because I have to meet the mayor, and he wants the team to go over protocols for the festival coming up. It should take an hour, so we can head over there afterwards. You can start if you like. You and Becky can go there and retrieve the evidence. If they refuse to hand over the items, arrest them. I think they are all involved in the crime. Did Ingrid admit to that?” Sheriff Dickerson asked. He wanted to go to the building himself, but he didn’t want to risk the women leaving when he and the deputies had to go over protocol with the mayor.
“She did not. According to her, only she knew about it, but we all know that it is a lie. I will go down there, and I can take Rosa. She helped with the capture as well. She won’t have jurisdiction, but she can at least be great backup.” Darby told him. She remembered how effective Rosa was and it would be good to have some numbers there. She thought about Kylie, but the Sheriff definitely would not want a civilian to help out.
“Sounds like a plan. Once we are done with our meeting, then we will head over there unless you already had brought them all in. Hehehe Deputy Darby, you are truly sensational! I knew you could do it. Becky, thank you. Since you helped bring down this same thief that got the better of you at the Prescotts’, I will ask the mayor again about allowing an additional deputy. I am so proud of you.” Sheriff Dickerson smiled. He felt confident that Becky would be an effective deputy and wanted to put pressure on the mayor.
Becky heard that compliment and her entire body shook with excitement. She was very happy to hear the Sheriff talking about making her a deputy and not firing her. She wanted to scream in joy, but right now she had to act professionally and help Darby finish the job. She stood rigid once again and saluted the noble Sheriff. “Thank ya! I will keep doing muh best to serve the people of Plotsville!” she said with pride.
“I know you will. Ok ladies, let’s get to work.” Sheriff Dickerson said as he felt very excited. He wanted to go to the Burlesque showroom, but that festival was all the mayor talked about. He got up from his desk and headed out of his office with Darby and Becky.
“We will be right on it, Sheriff. I will see you soon!” Darby said as she watched her mentor go off with the other deputies. Deputy Scott was to remain behind because he had to guard Ingrid in the jail cell. She looked over at Rosa and Kylie and smiled. She felt proud of this group and now it was time to finish their task. “Ok ladies, we are going to the Burlesque showroom. Rosa will go inside with me and Becky. You won’t have any jurisdiction, but you can help me search and keep order in case the dancers want to interfere. Kylie, because you are not part of law enforcement, you will have to remain outside. Just yell or do something if something looks suspicious. Are we ready?” she asked her team.
“Let’s go do this. I am really looking forward to ending this, so we can go find La Diabla. I know that evil bitch is probably plotting something as we speak!” Rosa said, then rubbed her hands. She was very excited about searching for the outlaw and with these ladies, she knew her success rate was more probable.
“Yeah, we can search for her afterwards.” Darby said with a slightly enthusiastic response. She looked at both Kylie and Becky and they both had the same look. They couldn’t believe that La Diabla would commit some heinous crimes, especially during her vacation and being with both Cheyenne and Molly. She then headed out of the station. It was time to find those missing jewels and finally bring an end to the Tickling Thief!
BURLESQUE SHOWROOM
“That’s right, Marge. Let yourself go. Just cum your brains out. Hehehehe My feather loves your pussy.” Rita teased as she continued to stroke and tease the exposed and vulnerable pussy. She knew Marge was on edge and was trying to push her over. It was even better that she was going to force Marge to cum her brains out in front of everyone else. This was a true power move, and she knew Marge was not going to ever admit how she got into this position. She took the feather and started to apply more pressure to the love button. She really wanted to humiliate her boss and forcing her to orgasm would be the ultimate sign of her victory.
Marge felt that feather tickling and teasing her clit. She couldn’t help but feel the erotic pleasure and she was trying to prevent herself from having an orgasm. What made everything worse was the other dancers were in the room. They had no idea about the torture she had been through, and she was too embarrassed to admit she was defeated. They were watching her humiliation and had no idea what took place. The feather really was getting to her, and she was incredibly turned on. She kept feeling the soft feather teasing her private area. It was driving her crazy and hearing the other dancers cheering her orgasm on was so embarrassing. The orgasmic pangs started to build, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold off much longer. Her body craved this release after all the torture she had been through. “Mmmmmm……mmmmmm….” she moaned.
“Give it to me. Give it to me NOW!!!” Rita demanded, then fluttered the feather at a very fast pace. She knew Marge was going to explode. She saw her face and could tell she was in the throes of a massive orgasm building up. She wanted this victory. She wanted to make this woman lose control. After she was forced to orgasm yesterday, this would be the sweetest revenge. She looked over at her fellow dancers and could tell they were quite excited. She winked at them and then moved the feather even faster.
Marge felt that feather moving really fast and she felt that orgasm about to come out. Her body started the motion of release and knew it was all over. The wave of orgasmic pleasure got stronger and stronger and now she was on the edge. That feather kept tickling her pussy and finally, it broke her. She felt a massive orgasm coming out of her and she screamed in ecstasy. “OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!!!” she yelled.
Rita smiled when she saw the body having an orgasm. She was proud because she saw Marge starting to squirt a little. That sent chills throughout her entire body because she had just made the woman this burlesque show was named after was now squirting her cum out. She moved the feather away and watched as that pussy exploded and heard those orgasmic moans coming from the now defeated woman. She looked over and smiled at her friends. “She is such a squirter. Hehehe” she said with glee.
“WOW!!!! MARGE SQUIRTED!!!” Diane yelled out as she saw the love honey blasting out of her boss. She had never seen that before from Marge and she was blown away. She felt excited that she got to see a sexual interaction between Rita and Marge. Now her own lust was building up.
“Dammit!!! I want to fuck now!” Olga yelled out after watching the orgasmic spectacle. She looked over at Susan and licked her lips. “Hey, want to get each other off?” she asked with a smile.
“You are SO bad! Hehehehe I will admit that was a good show. Bravo!! Bravo!!!” Susan said and clapped her hands. She started to think a quickie with Olga might be a good idea, but they still had to get ready for the day’s shows.
Marge felt herself turning beet red after having such a massive orgasm and her dancers cheering for it. She felt so ashamed because it had been years since she squirted her orgasm out. Rita had completely dominated her now and she felt so weak. She looked at Rita and started to mewl for mercy. She hoped she would finally be free, and this ticklish nightmare was over. “Please…let me go.” she whispered.
Rita looked at Marge and knew she was finished. She heard her friends being happy and that made her happy. She had to get Marge released, so they could discuss how they were going to explain that she was going to be the new boss. She humiliated Marge, but if she told her fellow dancers, then it would completely destroy any ego Marge had left. She knew it was time to finish this spectacle and get Marge free. “hehehehe hey you guys, I am going to finish up in here with Marge. I hope you enjoyed the show. Now, we want to be alone for a moment. Will you excuse us?” she asked.
“Come on, girls. Let’s let them have their moment. Hehehehe I bet Marge will make Rita cum. I want to see that, but I am sure they will whisper sweet nothings to each other. Let’s go see Karla and get ready for today. Thank you two for such a great show.” Diane said, then stood up from the chair. She headed out of the room with Olga and Susan, and they all had great energy for the day. She knew today was going to be a very memorable day and was very happy about it.
Rita watched the women leave and when the door closed, she looked at Marge. She looked so tired. She looked very worn out. She put her face closer to hers and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. “Now, you can go free. But before I do, you remember everything we agreed upon, right? Or do I have to go back to your toes?” she warned.
Marge shuddered when she heard that threat and she quickly nodded her head. Her body was very sensitive at the moment and if Rita touched her naked toes, she would surely lose it. “Yes! Yes! I do! Please Rita, set me free.” she begged.
Rita smiled and then moved towards the right ankle. It was time to set Marge free, and they could begin the official process of transfer of ownership. It was surreal that she really would be the boss. Once she took over, she could tell Sylvia Cartier they were no longer going to be part of the sex trafficking ring. It was going to be dangerous, but she did not want any part of that crime any longer. She looked at those helpless toes sticking out of the torn stocking and smiled. She got to suck on those toes and broke her now former boss. She wanted to touch them one more time to send a warning message to Marge, but then she heard a noise. It was a loud noise as though something crashed. She wondered what it was all about because there seemed to be a commotion. She wondered what the others were doing and got off the bed. She looked at Marge still tied up on the bed, with her stockings ripped and her chest naked. Her underwear was still intact, and it just made her remember how she defeated her boss. “Hehehe I will be right back. What the hell are they doing out there?” she asked out loud.
Darby had burst into the showroom and had her gun out. It was time to raid this building, and she was not going to be nice about it. There was criminal activity in this place, and she had to make sure she was in charge. She went through the front door with Rosa and Becky, and they each had their guns out. She saw the dancers running around in a panic and she yelled out to them. “FREEZE!!! I SAID FREEZE!!!” she yelled.
Becky was extremely nervous bursting into this building. She liked this show and raiding it seemed hurtful. It had to be done, but she wondered if anyone else was connected to Ingrid’s crimes. She really hoped Rita wasn’t. She held her gun, but she knew she was a last resort. She was not a deputy, so Rosa had to be Darby’s immediate backup. She saw the other dancers now standing still and their hands were up. Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw a massive figure headed towards Darby on the left side. It was Karla the bouncer and she charged at a full head of steam! “DARBY!!! WATCH OUT!” she yelled.
Darby heard Becky’s yell, and she looked to her left. She saw this burly woman headed towards her and before she could turn her gun towards her, it was knocked away from her hand and the woman took a swing at her. She ducked just in time and now she was in a fight. She already knew Rosa and Becky were armed so the situation would be under control, but this woman was attacking her, and she had to put her down. “Freeze lady!!! Or I will arrest you!” she yelled.
Karla heard the noise from Darby and the others bursting into the building. She was loading some crates when she heard the noise. When she re-entered the main showroom, she saw Darby, Becky and another mysterious woman brandishing weapons and demanding everyone to freeze. She charged the deputy to make her pay for breaking into a private building. She heard of Darby’s talents, but she was very confident of her own skill. Now, she had a chance to defeat this woman in front of the others and perhaps do the same to them. “I am going to kick your ass! How dare you come in here and yelling! You are going to feel a lot of pain, BITCH!!!” she yelled, then took another swing.
Darby saw the swing coming and she ducked again. She felt her adrenaline surging and this was exciting. It had been a while since she fought another woman. The last physical fight she had with a woman was Thalia. Karla was a large woman, but she did not have the skill or discipline that the Greek bounty hunter had. This also gave her a chance to practice the fighting techniques she learned while fighting Thalia and even show off in front of Rosa. She saw Karla taking wild swings and she easily sidestepped them, then counter punched a few times in the midsection. She didn’t hit Karla too hard, but enough to keep her off balance. She made sure she watched out in case she pulled a weapon, but this bodyguard seemed like she wanted a physical fight. “What’s the matter? Too slow? You must be getting old or something. Hehe” she taunted.
Karla heard Darby mocking her and it really got her angry. She wanted to punch her lights out and embarrass her in front of everyone. She thought about the night Darby was drugged and taken to the backroom. She was then tickled tortured out of her mind and even was forced to have an orgasm. She figured once she knocked her out again, she would take care of the other two women, and tickle Darby again. This time, she would be a part of it. She was surprised how agile and quick Darby was. The deputy was a tall woman, 6’1” tall and very lean. She figured she would grab her and exploit her greatest weakness. Her ticklishness. “I am going to beat you down and make you mine. COME HERE!!” she growled.
Darby looked over at Rosa and winked. She saw Karla charging in again and she easily moved to the side, then started to rapidly swing her fists to the stomach area, then finished with a strong shot to the jaw. She knew she connected with a good shot because she heard the air coming out of Karla and the woman staggered. She waited for her to turn around and then did some quick jabs to the face, and when the woman was starting teeter backwards, she lunged forward with a perfectly formed tackle to the midsection and got her to the ground. Now that she was on the ground, she struck Karla a few times in the collarbone area to stun her, then rolled her over onto her stomach. She then looked at Becky and smiled. “Throw me a pair of cuffs!” she told her.
Becky was smiling from ear to ear when she saw her mentor take down the much larger woman. She had seen Darby take down men easily, so seeing Karla go down was no surprise. Her admiration continued to grow for Darby, and she wanted to learn how to fight just like her. She tossed her a pair of cuffs that she had and watched as Karla’s wrists were now tied behind her back. Darby placed one knee in the small of the back and she saw her wiping her hands. “Hehehe wow. Ya are amazing.” she said with pride in her voice.
Rosa watched with delight as she saw Darby in action for the very first time. She marveled at her fighting skills, and the reputation of this famous deputy was true. For such a tall woman, she was surprisingly athletic and agile. She knew how to fight and take people down without using her gun. She really admired that because she also learned how to fight being a part of the Mexican Rurales. She wondered if she could ever spar with Darby for fun. It would be good to fight against another woman and learn some techniques too. She smiled at her and winked. “Wow, that looked easy. Hehehe” she snickered.
Karla was on the floor and felt embarrassed. She had the size advantage over Darby, and she got beaten up rather quickly. She didn’t even really get any good shots in on Darby. The reputation of Darby was well earned, even though she really wanted to kill her. She grunted as she tried to get her wrists free to no avail. It was also frustrating because she remembered how all the dancers loved talking about Darby’s naked body and how she was extra ticklish, even without the effects of the potion. They bragged about her feet and how perfect they were. Now she was defeated and trapped. “DAMN YOU!!! Let me go!!! I didn’t do anything!” she yelled.
“Didn’t do anything? You just tried to beat me up. Since I didn’t do anything to you, you just attacked an officer of the law. That’s not good. Now, let me get to muh job.” Darby said, then stood up. She saw the stunned look on the dancers’ faces and smiled at them. “Ladies, right now just stay where you are. I am going to the back office and doing muh duty. If any of you try to interfere, I will have you arrested. I am praying that none of you are involved, but you wait here for me to make that determination. Becky, follow me.” she told them and then motioned her hand towards Becky.
Rita came out into the main showroom and saw there was a mess. She looked around and saw all the dancers with their hands up and Deputy Darby Reeves had entered the building. She had no idea what was going on and she was very concerned. She approached Darby and smiled. “Hello, deputy. Um, why are you here? The show doesn’t start till later.” she asked.
Darby saw Rita and smiled. She was the lead dancer, and she remembered speaking to her before. She seemed really nice, and she hoped that she wasn’t a part of Ingrid’s crimes or she would be arrested too. “I am here to go into the office and open up the safe. I captured the thief going around Plotsville terrorizing everyone and she said she stashed the jewelry she stole inside this place. Now, show me where the office is so I can confirm that information.” she told her.
Rita’s jaw dropped and her heart stopped when she heard what Darby said. She said she captured the thief and suddenly, she realized that Ingrid was not here, and she must have been captured! That was not good because it meant that their entire operation was in jeopardy. She knew those jewels were in Marge’s safe and that could spell doom for all of them. “Um, why would the thief leave jewels here? You said it was a woman?” she asked nervously.
“Yes, the thief going around breaking into women’s homes, tying them up and forcing them to give up their valuable jewelry works here. I am sure you know who that is. Ingrid is the thief! Now, show me the safe.” Darby commanded. She could see the nervousness in Rita and now it seemed like these dancers were all part of it. She really wanted to find the jewels now and then bring all of them in.
“What? Ingrid? Ingrid is the thief???” Rita asked in fake shock. Her entire world was starting to turn for the worse because they were going to find evidence about the robberies and they were all soon to be in trouble. It also dawned on her that Marge was still tied up in the backroom and nearly naked. She got extremely nervous and frightened because their worst case scenario was unfolding. She saw Becky walked up next to Darby and now she felt really terrible. Becky was going to know they were all criminals and knew she might be heartbroken. “Becky!!! Is it true? Is Ingrid the thief?” she asked, hoping to play on her relationship with Becky to help calm the situation.
Becky saw Rita standing there and her heart fluttered. She was smitten with the beautiful woman, and she was surprised to see her there. She really hoped Rita was not part of Ingrid’s crimes. She knew Darby had to do her job, but she really wanted to help the woman who got into her heart. She could hear the nervousness in the voice, and she wanted to calm her down. “Yeah, Ingrid is the thief. We caught her in the act. She told us that the jewels were here. Do ya know anythin’ about them?” she asked, trying to give Rita a way out.
Rita swallowed hard when she heard that question. She kept thinking that once they found those jewels, the entire show was going to be shut down. She also realized that Marge was incapacitated at the moment. She knew Marge would be able to handle this situation since she knew everything and usually had things under control. Her breaking of the woman was definitely a detriment at the moment, and she wondered if she could get her free, clean her up and get her to stop Darby from discovering the truth. “Um, I am stunned. Ingrid was such a great worker and dancer. Do you really believe her?” she asked.
“Yes, we do. Now Rita, step aside. I have muh work to do.” Darby commanded then walked forward. She saw Rita get in the way and she looked really nervous. She recognized that type of behavior and had a feeling this woman knew all about Ingrid and her crimes. It would be highly unlikely that Ingrid could have done everything she did and no one else knew about it. She pushed Rita aside and headed towards the backroom area.
“Becky! Listen, I am absolutely stunned that Ingrid was caught as the thief. She is a really nice lady. Do you guy have to go back there?” Rita asked as she looked at beautiful Becky. She thought about how she even had that confrontation with Marge. It was over Becky and her safety. She hoped that Becky could do something right now, or she would be going to jail too.
“Yeah, we do. Don’t ya worry! I don’t think ya had anythin’ to do with her and her crimes. Ya really are a nice person, and I believe in ya.” Becky said with a smile. She could tell Rita was very concerned and prayed that Rita was innocent.
Rita heard Becky’s words, and it hit her right in the heart. She knew Becky cared for her and even at this very moment, she continued to believe in her. That made her feel loved and worth torturing Marge over. It also broke her heart knowing she was about to disappoint Becky. Her emotions started to rise up and she wanted to cry. The stress of everything was really hitting her now and her eyes started to get watery. “You really are the best…..” she replied.
Becky smiled and blushed when she heard those words. She really liked Rita and wanted to spend more time with her. She could tell she was getting emotional and wondered why. She took her hand and held it softly. “Hey, everythin’ will be ok. I am sure we will find the jewels and the nightmare of the thief will be over. I know it must be horrible to learn that yer fellow dancer is a criminal. But ya? Ya have a heart of gold. No need to cry muh friend. Everythin’ will be ok.” she told her.
Rita felt terrible at the moment. Becky was being her normal innocent self and that was one of the things she adored about her. That made her feel extremely sad because once she found out about her involvement, it would surely crush her. She never wanted to hurt Beckly. She even attacked and dominated her boss to protect her. It was all coming unglued and she felt tears leave her eyes. She wondered if she should just confess because it would be better for Becky to hear it from her, instead of being surprised later. “Becky…..my sweet Becky. Thank you for being you. Just remember this. I really like you. You are the most amazing woman I have ever known. So kind, so innocent. I want you to know that I did everything I could to protect you. I don’t want you to get hurt. Just know that I have feelings for you and I want to see you happy.” she told her.
Becky felt shy and also loved hearing those words told to her. She really liked Rita and hearing her say those nice things warmed her heart. But she also noticed that she was emotional and seemed like she wanted to confess something. She wondered if there was something in the backroom that would get Rita in trouble. She dismissed those thoughts because she was a very nice woman and would never do anything to hurt her. She was curious as to why Rita said that she did everything to protect her. She didn’t know what she needed protection from. She smiled at her and wanted to comfort her too. “I will be right back. Once we are done then maybe we can have some lunch or somethin’. Hehehe” she said, then headed to the backroom to catch up with Darby.
Rita watched Becky disappear into the backroom and knew things were going to change as of this moment. She really hoped she didn’t hurt Becky because she was about to get a few surprises shortly. She looked around the room and everyone had their hands up. She saw Rosa pointing a gun at all of them and she lowered her head and awaited the aftermath. “Dammit….” she said to herself.
Darby made it to Marge’s office and went inside. It was a nice office, and she looked around trying to find a safe. She remembered the combination that Ingrid said, and she felt her pulse quickening. She looked towards the bookshelves that were lined up against the wall and then towards the picture that was on the wall behind the desk. She wondered if the safe was hiding behind a picture which would make sense. Usually, business owners hide their safes to avoid them being out in plain view. She went to the picture behind the desk and moved it to the side. She was disappointed to see the wall and figured it must have been behind the other picture. She then heard a noise and saw Becky walk in. “You made it. Ok, let’s find this safe.” she told her.
Becky was excited to be part of the investigation. She looked around the office and then noticed something in the corner of the office behind the desk. There seemed to be a stocky piece of furniture that had some paper on top. She tilted her head to the side and saw that it was almost a square piece of furniture. She saw Darby walking from behind the office and headed towards the wall, but she had a feeling the safe was in that piece of furniture. “Hey, do ya think it is in there?” she asked, then pointed towards the wooden object.
Darby looked over and saw what Becky was talking about. She felt herself being a little silly and went over to the object and opened up the door of the furniture. She giggled to herself because the safe was right inside. She looked over at Becky and smiled. “Yep, it is. hehehehe good job muh apprentice.” she told her.
Becky felt excited because she discovered the safe. This was the moment of truth. She watched as Darby started to move the dial on the safe door and then she heard a click! The combination was correct and now she felt really nervous. The end of the Tickling Thief was near, and she prayed the jewelry was in there. She watched as the door opened up and she was on edge. “Are they in there?” she asked.
Darby managed to open the safe door and then opened it up. Once she looked inside, she smiled. There were papers and other things, but she saw a metal container. She took the container out and she felt really excited. She saw that it was full of jewelry and especially saw the ruby. “Got it. We did it, Becky. We did it.” she said with such relief in her voice.
“We did it? We did it!!!!” Becky said with excitement. She got closer to Darby and looked inside. She saw the jewelry and felt such relief in her body. Her eyes also saw that ruby jewel, which was the cause of her recent misery. She didn’t know how to feel. There was such elation flowing through her that she could finally move past that part of her life and it also made her emotional. She had been utterly humiliated because of that ruby. Now, it could go back to where it belongs.
“Yes, we did it. Ok, let’s look around. I got a feeling that this is not the only thing this place is guilty of. I have a feeling they committed other crimes because it is peculiar that Ingrid would do all that stealing, place the evidence inside this building and no one else knew. In fact, where is Marge? Let’s see if she is here.” Darby said. She felt excited because this was a great bust. This would help solve some issues in town, even though it would also make Donna Prescott look great. That woman constantly berated this place and called it a house of sin. There were stolen jewels inside this place and the Tickling Thief worked here. There had to be a connection to other things. She headed out of the office with the jewelry in hand and noticed the long hallway. She saw the doors of other rooms and figured she could take a look just to see if everything was in order. “Hey, I think we should look in these other rooms. Let’s see if anything else is in this place.” she said to Becky.
“Ok, let’s go check it out. I think the others might be innocent. I think it is just Ingrid really. Maybe even Marge. But I have doubts about Rita and the others. They are so nice.” Becky said, with her feelings growing for the woman.
Darby wondered why Becky seemed to defend the others and said Rita’s name specifically. She thought it was cute that Becky made friends with the dancers, and she hoped they were innocent. She smiled at Becky and nodded her head. “Maybe so, but it is our duty to check. We have to make sure that any other crimes are found out. If they are innocent, then we won’t find anything. Plus, I want to speak with Marge. These jewels were in a safe in her office. I find it hard to believe she didn’t know about any of this.” she responded.
“Ya got a point. Ok, let’s look around.” Becky said then headed down the hallway. She opened one of the doors and it appeared to be a cleaning closet. She felt a sense of relief that it was. She started to feel nervous. She really hoped there wasn’t any evidence of other crimes because it might involve Rita. That woman was precious to her, and she just had to prove she was innocent. Ingrid was very guilty, and Marge had to be in on it, but Rita had to be innocent because she had such a good heart. She continued to look into rooms and noticed there were a lot of storage rooms. It made sense considering this building used to be a place of business before the owner moved away. Then Marge used this building for her shows. She felt confident that nothing else would be found.
Darby looked through a few rooms and noticed that one of them had a star on it. She wondered if that was the dressing room for the ladies because they had to change somewhere. She got next to the door and placed her ear on it. She didn’t hear any noise, then did a knock. She thought she heard something faint and then opened the door. Once she opened the door and walked in, her jaw dropped. She saw that the room appeared to be some kind of bedroom, which had a table, chairs, and a bed. There were some mirrors and a wardrobe. She had found their dressing room, but it was what she saw on the bed that made her shocked. She saw a woman on the bed, tied down with her hands over her head and her legs were spread wide opened and tied down to the sides of the bed. She could see the woman had her naked breasts exposed, she was in her underwear, and her feet were out of the stockings. She looked exhausted and saw the red hair. She was stunned to see who the woman was. “Marge???? Is that you?” she called out.
Marge heard a voice by the door, and she looked over in that direction. She was feeling so tired and hoped it was one of her dancers coming back to rescue her from this situation. She looked through her hazy, tear-soaked eyes and saw a red-haired woman approaching her. She had no idea who it was because she was the only red-haired woman in this building. Then as her eyes cleared, she started making out the facial features. This stunned her because it was Deputy Darby! Now she was fully aware of who was looking at her and she felt completely embarrassed. Darby was looking at her in this very compromising position and she felt deeply ashamed. It was ironic that Darby saw her like this considering she had the famous deputy in this exact same position not too long ago and put her body through complete tickle hell. She remembered how she tickled Darby into oblivion and made her have a very strong orgasm. It was one of her greatest moments. Darby had a very sexy body that was very sensitive and also very sensual. She remembered those feet of hers as well. She had never seen such perfect feet before and the skin on the bottoms was incredibly soft, and a deep pink color. She cherished those ticklish feet and after making her cum, she would always be remembering conquering Plotsville’s greatest hero. Now, she was tied down and almost naked. She hoped that she would not be subject to any revenge if Darby remembered or learned about what happened to her. “D-Darby? Is that you?” she asked.
“Yes, it is me. What the hell happened to you?” Darby asked. It was a total shock to her system to see the owner of the burlesque show tied down on a bed and nearly naked. She had her underwear on, and her stockings, even though the feet were out of them. She wondered if that was what Rita was doing. It took a while for Rita to come into the main showroom, and it made sense. She and Marge must have been playing sexual games. She felt a little embarrassed now, and she knew Marge had to feel the same way. “Oh, I think I know. I’m sorry to interrupt your, um, game.” she said, then blushed.
Marge heard the softness in Darby’s voice, and she figured that Darby must have thought she was having a sexual encounter with someone. She felt some relief because she never wanted to admit that Rita defeated her and dominated her. She wondered if somehow, she could turn this against her dancer but knew that would lead to more questions. Right now, she wanted to be set free. “That’s ok. Um, can you untie me?” she asked politely.
“Um, sure.” Darby responded. She put down the box of jewels and started to go towards the wrists. She could see the ropework and found it impressive. It appeared that whoever tied these wrists was very good at it. She worked her fingers through the ropes and finally it came undone. She set the wrists free, then headed towards the right ankle. “I know I shouldn’t say anything while you are like this, but I hope you had fun.” she said.
Marge blushed a little and hoped that she could somehow get out of this predicament without anyone knowing what happened. She felt relief as her wrists were finally free. She felt the rope loosen around her right ankle and she looked at her foot. She saw her naked toes sticking out of the stocking and remembered what Rita did to those toes. Then she thought about why Darby was even here. Her heart started to beat faster and wondered if something went wrong. “Hey, what brings you back here?” she asked.
“I will tell ya in a sec. Let me get you free first.” Darby said. She untied the right ankle, then she wondered if she should have kept Marge tied up. It would have allowed her to confess to know about Ingrid’s crimes. Now that she got her wrists and right ankle freed, she had to finish the job and free the left one. She wanted Marge to at least put on a shirt because she could see those naked breasts.
Becky came into the room looking for Darby because she wasn’t in the hallway and wondered if she found something interesting. She saw Darby by the bed and then her eyes nearly popped out. She saw a very exposed Marge on the bed and Darby was untying her. It was surprising to say the least and she wondered if there was some kind of sexual game going on. “Um, pardon me.” she said with a shy smile.
Marge looked to her left and towards the door. Her jaw dropped because she saw Becky Lockhart standing there gawking at her. That was the woman that was the cause of her trauma at the hands of Rita. That was the woman she wanted to capture, strip her naked, and torture her. The same woman that was supposed to be today’s victim to become a sex slave. Now, she was standing there, and she was the one tied down. She felt even more embarrassment because that goofy woman was now safe. “Becky is here too?” she asked.
“Yes, she is helping me. Now…..you are free.” Darby said as she finished with untying the left ankle. Now Marge was free, and she was preparing to interrogate her. This was the boss and owner of this show. This woman would know everything, and she was determined to get some answers. She stood up and stared at Marge. She could see the woman sitting up and looking like she was trying to get herself together again. She looked worn out and she tried not to use her imagination. “I have a few questions for you.” she told her.
Marge started to feel nervous again because Darby’s voice sounded serious. She was free from her bondage and looked towards the door. Becky was standing there blocking her escape path and she took a deep breath. She had no idea what Darby was going to ask and then her eyes caught something. She looked on the floor and what she saw made her heart stop. It was the container full of jewels that Ingrid had stolen. Darby brought them into this room meaning she must have known about Ingrid. She felt her body go cold because now she knew what the questions might be referencing. She had no idea how to answer it, and she started to tremble. She looked back at Darby who had a serious look on her face. “Sure, um, ask away. What can I help you with?” she asked nervously.
“You are probably wondering why I am here. Well, as you know, there was this thief going around Plotsville, breaking into women’s homes, tying them up, and forcing them to reveal their jewelry. There were many victims. Many women were scared. The thief was captured and when we took off her mask, lo and behold, we discovered it was Ingrid. Your dancer. First question. Did you know she was the thief?” Darby asked as she folded her arms. It was time to get some answers, and she was ready to arrest Marge. It was a little strange asking her questions when the woman’s breasts were out for everyone to see.
Marge started to sweat hearing that question. Ingrid was captured somehow and now the entire operation was in jeopardy. She knew Darby was telling the truth because the container of jewels was in the room and she wondered how Ingrid was caught. Now, she had to answer if she knew anything about it. “Ingrid was the thief? H-How is that possible?” she asked hoping to somehow absolve her and the others from Ingrid.
Darby heard that response and could tell Marge was already hiding something. That would allow her to arrest Marge and finally bring down whatever criminal ring there was. “Yes, Ingrid was the thief. She admitted she stashed her stolen jewels HERE in a safe in YOUR office. So, I am going to ask you again. Tell me the truth. Did you know she was the thief?” she asked.
Marge looked around the room desperately. There was no path to escape, and she did not want to go to jail. She really liked Ingrid, but she had to protect herself and her business. “I-I didn’t know. I can’t believe it! I trusted her and she did that to women? That….that is terrible news.” she said, hoping to sound convincing.
“Yes, it is terrible. Marge, I am not in the mood for games. She put the jewels in your safe. You had to notice them. With that evidence, I am placing you under arrest. Stand up and turn around. Wait, put some clothes on. You are going to jail.” Darby said with authority in her voice. She already had enough evidence to at least get Marge on trial. The simple fact that Ingrid was her worker and the jewels were in her office safe, that was enough to arrest her.
“WHAT?? YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!!! I DIDN’T KNOW!!!!” Marge yelled. She saw Darby take out her gun and her emotions started to really go wild. She looked over at Becky and she seemed ready to pounce on her just in case. She could not believe she was being arrested and now she wondered what would happen to her business. She also wondered if Darby knew about the trafficking ring. She was not going to say anything about that unless she was presented with that evidence. That was a far more serious crime. Right now, she could still deny knowing anything about the jewels and she stood up. She looked for her dress and was very cautious because Darby had her gun ready. “Darby, listen to me. I had NO idea she was a thief. I am just as disappointed as you are. Please don’t take me to jail! What about my other dancers?” she asked.
“Well, if they were involved then they get arrested too. It is very disappointing that you were involved in that scheme. This business, even with its faults, was good for the town and now, it may have to be shut down. Put your clothes on and let’s go.” Darby demanded. She watched as Marge started to put her dress back on and she felt excited. She loved stopping criminals, and this was going to be a huge victory. She was anxious for Sheriff Dickerson and the rest of the deputies to arrive, so they could comb through the building looking for any other crimes. If they discovered anything else, they would arrest everyone involved. She saw Marge putting on her boots and now it was time to cuff the woman. “Becky, make sure she doesn’t try anything. I am about to cuff her.” she instructed.
Becky was still in total disbelief that all of this was happening. She liked coming to this burlesque show and even met someone that she started to develop some feelings for. Now, they were invading the place and trying to find criminal activity. She watched as Darby cuffed Marge’s wrists behind her back, and she still hoped nothing else was found. It would be heartbreaking if others, especially Rita, were involved in crimes.
“Darby! This is all a misunderstanding! Why do you have to arrest me? This is not fair!!” Marge yelled as she was now pushed forward, and she was headed out of the room. She felt anxious and tried to think of something to get herself released. She was really worried that if Darby snooped around this place long enough, they would find out about their other crimes. She also remembered the potion was out there and if discovered, that could ruin everything. She walked into the main showroom and immediately felt embarrassed. The dancers were all standing there with their hands up, while Karla the bouncer was handcuffed. She saw Rosa pointing a gun at all of them and she was really nervous now. If Karla was captured, then she knew they were in deep trouble. She was their muscle and now she was incapacitated. “Darby!!! Let us go!! We didn’t know!” she called out.
Rita saw Marge getting escorted out and she felt embarrassed. Marge was wearing her clothes and now that she was wearing them, it meant Darby must have found her in that compromising position. She wondered if Marge said anything, but right now she seemed to be denying everything. She knew they had to be quiet, or they were all going to jail. She saw Becky emerging from the back hallway and she felt sad. She was definitely in trouble, and worried that Becky would see her in a different light. Not knowing what Marge had said in the back, she predicted she probably said harsh things about her. She saw the apprentice approaching her and she felt nervous. Once Becky got close, she felt the need to explain things. “Becky, I am so sorry you had to find out. I-I just had to do it.” she told her.,
Becky approached Rita to tell her that everything would be ok and not to get too concerned. She was very confident that Rita was innocent of everything, and it was her turn to comfort her. She knelt down by her side and smiled. She knew Darby was getting things organized inside this main showroom, so she wanted to take a moment to talk to Rita. She heard Rita telling her she had to find out something and it confused her. “What did you do?” she asked.
“I am sorry I had to tie up Marge. I promise, it was to protect you.” Rita blurted out. She really hoped Marge didn’t lie and told her that she tried to hurt Marge in some kind of way by tying her up.
“Protect me from what?” Becky asked in confusion. She had no idea what Rita was talking about and now her curiosity was piqued.
“From being a,…” Rita started to say, then realized that Becky had no idea what she was talking about. She felt a rush of fear flowing through her because she almost admitted there was a sex trafficking ring in error. She clamped her lips shut and looked into those eyes. “Nothing. Forget what I said. I am just really scared.” she finished.
“Rita, ya can trust me. Ya said ya were tryin’ to protect me? Protect me from becoming what?” Becky asked. Now she was really curious and wondered what Rita was trying to say. She seemed really on edge and wanted to comfort her.
“Becky……” Rita began, then started to feel sad. She did want to tell her everything because she cared about her, but it could also spell doom for her. She looked at her fellow dancers and knew they would also go to jail as well if the sex ring was discovered. If Marge went to jail for it, it would also be bad because she would probably rat all of them out. She looked at that sweet face and felt her emotions building. “…I will tell you one day. Right now, just know that I really care about you and I would be willing to do anything to protect you.” she told her.
“Ok….Ya know ya can trust me. Ya can tell me anything. I….I care for you.” Becky said, lowering her voice. She did not want Darby to know she had feelings for Rita because that would immediately complicate everything. Then she heard Darby speaking and it was time to pay attention.
“Listen ladies, as you know, Ingrid is the thief that terrorized this town. We found the stolen jewels here in this location. Now, all of you are now suspects. Marge is going to jail and there will be further investigation. If I were you, I would start talking because it can only help your cause.” Darby told the group. She knew that in these situations, criminals usually looked out for themselves and would tell on the others to save themselves. She looked at the other dancers and waited for one of them to react. Then she heard a noise at the door and turned around. She saw some people walking in and saw who it was. It was Sheriff Dickerson and a few of the deputies. She felt relief because now this place could be locked down and thoroughly investigated. She saw her mentor standing there and she approached him. Sheriff! You made it faster than I thought.” she smiled.
“Yes, it didn’t take too long to go over the protocols. We were done, so we headed here. I can see you have things under control. Great job! Did you find the jewels?” Sheriff Dickerson asked. He was extremely proud that Darby was able to secure a crime scene with minimal help, but it also meant Becky was useful. His confidence in the apprentice grew even more.
“Yes! They were in the safe, right where Ingrid confessed. I arrested Marge, and now everyone else is under suspicion. Time for us to tear this place apart. Hopefully we don’t discover anything else.” Darby replied. She saw the other deputies starting to head towards the back area and a few of them were in the front. She knew some of them were disappointed that this show was probably going to end forever in Plotsville because some of them attended. She talked to the Sheriff a few times and saw the other deputies starting to cuff the other dancers. She looked over at Rita and saw Becky was next to her and they appeared to be whispering. She wondered what that was all about and hoped Becky would tell her later.
Rita watched as the deputies were handcuffing everyone and now, they were going through the place. She knew they were going to find some of the evidence about the robberies that they committed. That would send her to trouble, and she thought about what Darby said. Cooperating witnesses were usually given more leniency in their own cases, and she started to think about hers. She thought about potentially confessing about the sex ring. She absolutely hated it and thought about some of the victims. She thought about how their lives were totally turned upside down and if she didn’t say anything, then they were going to suffer for the rest of their lives. It was why she desperately wanted to protect Becky from Marge. She did not want that fate for her. Now, everything was falling apart, and she felt emotional. It was nice that Becky seemed so comforting, but she knew deep down, she was in deep trouble. “Becky, I-I have to tell you something.” she whispered.
“OK LADIES! While we are going through our checks here, we will send you to the jail. Now, if there is no other evidence of crimes, you will be released. We need to do our work. You will go with Deputy Bill, Deputy Tom, Becky and Rosa. I highly suggest you follow their orders, or you will face major consequences.” Sheriff Dickerson announced. He wanted to clear the dancers out of the crime scene so that they would not try to interfere. He wanted Darby to remain there because she was his Chief Deputy, and she was already busting the whole case open. He looked over at Bill and nodded his head. He wanted male deputies to escort the ladies to prevent them from possibly overpowering Becky, and he wanted Rosa to leave because she had no jurisdiction.
Becky looked at Rita and held up her hand. Something seemed to be bothering her, and she wondered if she could talk to her once they arrived at the station. She lifted Rita up from her chair and started to head out of the building with the other prisoners. She leaned closer to her and whispered into her ear. “Ya can tell me when we are back at the station.”
Rita nodded her head and felt herself about to break down. She knew when she told Becky about the sex ring, everything was going to change. She saw Marge getting walked out and she looked at her. Even though they just had a major confrontation that she won, she still felt that they were going down together in the end. Ingrid being caught was the tip of the iceberg and their entire livelihoods were about to end. When she thought about it, she was happy that she saved Becky. She did manage to protect her, even though fate was going to intervene anyway. “Ok. It is important.” she replied.
Marge walked out of the building and her emotions were shattered. When she started the day, she was in control and was looking forward to a major payday Now, her entire empire was crumbling because Ingrid was caught. She even was going to give up her business to Rita after being tortured. She wished she had made it official because that would have been Rita’s office technically. She felt herself getting put into a wagon next to the others and she hung her head low. She looked up briefly and stared at Rita. Even though she was angry at her, they were going down together. “Damn…” she said looking at her dancer.
Becky sat in the wagon and had to help keep an eye out on everyone. She saw a crowd gathering and knew the people wanted to know what was happening. She smiled because once they found out that the thief was caught, they would be really happy. She looked at Rita and saw her looking at Marge. She knew they were close to one another and were probably having sex when she showed up. She didn’t know how to feel about that but knew that they were really close. She wondered what Rita wanted to tell her. It seemed really important, and she figured she should get them alone so she could learn whatever it was. The wagon finally made it to the Sheriff’s station, and she hopped on out. “Ok, time to get them into the jail for now.” she said.
Rita felt herself getting up and then carefully taken out of the wagon. She looked up and saw the Sheriff’s station in front of her. This was the moment of truth. Her life was going to change forever from this point forward. She figured the decent thing she could do was get those other poor ladies out of danger. She walked into the station with the others, and her heart was heavy. She felt extremely nervous and as they were headed to the back of the station where the jail cells were, she looked at Becky. She figured it was time to tell her, so that those poor women could be rescued. “Becky, can we talk alone for a moment?” she asked.
“Um, sure. Let me take ya into Darby’s office quickly. Since the others are getting processed, I guess we can chat for a moment.” Becky replied. Her anxiety went up because Rita had been meaning to tell her something ever since they were in the showroom. She wondered if she was going to express any emotions. She knew Rita cared for her and her feelings for the dancer were growing. Maybe she wanted to let her know this before she went to jail. She quickly walked Rita into the office and closed the door. She guided her to the chair, and she sat in Darby’s seat. She felt excited sitting in her mentor’s seat and wondered if she would ever become the Chief Deputy one day when Darby took over as Sheriff. She looked at Rita and she looked really emotional. Now her nerves were on edge, and she felt her breathing get shallow. She took a deep breath and then smiled. “Ok, what did ya want to tell me?” she asked.
Rita went into the office, and she felt extremely nervous. This was going to be a huge moment in her life. She knew once she let this information out, things were going to be very different. She looked at Becky’s sweet smiling face and that calmed her. She figured she would also let Becky know how she felt too. “Well, before I give you information that will probably blow your mind, I just wanted to tell you that I think you are so beautiful, and I really admire you. You are a shining light, and you deserve the absolute best. I like you, Becky Lockhart. I like you a lot.” she told her.
Becky started to blush when she heard those words. It felt good to be adored by someone and she felt nervous. She looked down at the desk for a moment because she felt incredibly shy. She was happy that Rita had some feelings for her, and she had some for her in return. “Well, I like ya too. I think about ya a lot and I….well, I like ya too.” she responded in a very shy voice.
“That really means a lot to me. You are special and I wish I could just spend every day with you. In secret of course, but you are truly amazing. Now, when you hear my news, please understand that it was very hard for me. What has taken place is something I did not like. I was forced into it. I need this to end because I feel so guilty.” Rita said. She felt her heart beating out of her chest because she was about to reveal the heinous crime.
“Rita, what is it? I know ya are a good person with a heart of gold. What were ya forced into?” Becky asked. She could see how worried Rita was and wanted to comfort her. She wondered if she was about to admit to committing a serious crime, which would definitely change things for the both of them.
“Well….you and this entire office discovered that Ingrid was the thief going around and torturing those women with tickling. Yes, we knew about it. But it is not the first time Ingrid was caught. Someone else caught her but it led to something more sinister.” Rita started to say. She knew she just got everyone inside the burlesque show in trouble, and she felt guilty. It was the only way she could explain how they got involved with Sylvia’s sex trafficking ring. She had to build their case of defense once the ring was broken up. She did not want the dancers to serve many more years for their involvement.
Becky’s jaw dropped when she heard the admission that the burlesque show knew about Ingrid and her thieving ways. It blew her mind because that meant that they allowed Ingrid to torture all those women. She looked at Rita and she felt her heart breaking. She wondered if Rita knew that Ingrid had tortured her. She leaned back into the chair, and she felt her emotions starting to go into a flux. “Are ya serious? Ya knew she was the ticklin’ thief?” she asked.
“Yes, I did know. I am sorry to tell you this, but there is more. The woman who captured Ingrid came to our showroom and threatened us. She told us that she would expose our entire group unless we helped her do something far more serious. I swear to you, Becky. I did not want any part of this. But we were forced. I guess because we are going to jail anyway, I might as well tell everything. This woman enlisted us to help run a sex trafficking ring.” Rita confessed. She felt very emotional, but also some elation that she was finally getting this off her chest. She already planned on breaking away from Sylvia Cartier after defeating Marge, so this was another way to do it.
Becky’s jaw nearly came off when she heard that news. She had just heard from the woman she had feelings for that they were part of some sex trafficking ring. That blew her mind because that was a very serious crime and after her own battle against Thalia and her gang, sex slavery was something that she had to deal with, and it always broke her heart. Defeating Thalia and her gang was very uplifting because she prevented women, including Darby, from a life of misery. Now, it appeared it was happening again. “Wait, what? Say that again.” she said in disbelief.
“Becky, there is a sex trafficking operation happening as we speak near Plotsville. In fact, there were a few women kidnapped from this town and they are being turned into sex slaves. I was there. I saw them. In fact, and this will shock you, Donna Prescott is there.” Rita continued to confess. She was hoping that by divulging this information, those women at the facility would be rescued. She hated it being on her conscience that she was part of that and wanted them all to be safe, including Donna.
Becky felt lightheaded hearing this news. She had just been told that women from Plotsville had been kidnapped and were being tortured into being sex slaves. What really blew her mind was that Donna’s name was mentioned. It made her think back to Mr. Prescott saying that his daughter was missing. Now it all made sense. Donna disappeared and no one had seen her. There appeared to be something in the Prescott house that indicated a struggle and she and Darby were to find her. Hearing this news made her realize that Donna was kidnapped against her will and she needed to be saved. Then she remembered some other names of women that were missing. She remembered the mother of a young lady named Alice reported her daughter missing. She could barely speak, but this was the moment she had to step up. “Rita? Are ya sure? I know Mr. Prescott said his daughter was missing. She is part of this sex trafficking ring?” she asked.
“Yes, I saw her get tortured there myself. I know she can be a real bitch sometimes but seeing her so terrified really got to me. She was really tortured, Becky. It was sad. Please, you got to stop them. They are looking for more women and I just don’t want them to get away with it.” Rita continued to confess. She felt bad for those women and even though she knew this would cause trouble, at least innocent women could be saved.
“I-I can’t believe it. Wait right here! I have to bring in someone to help me with this. I am kinda new at this law enforcement thing.” Becky said, then stood up. She wanted to go tell Darby so that they could go get ready to rescue the women. The way Rita was speaking, it was urgent that they do so. She went outside the office and then remembered that Darby was at the Burlesque showroom. She saw Rosa standing nearby and she figured she could tell her. Kylie was probably still close to the showroom, so Rosa had to be it. “Hey Rosa, can ya come in here for a second? I got somethin’ big.” she requested.
Rosa was feeling good watching each lady get paperwork created then led to the jail cells. It was a good bust, and she was happy she was part of it, and she helped. She heard Becky’s voice, and she turned towards her. She could see her motioning her hand for her to go over there and she wondered what was happening. She walked into Darby’s office and saw Rita sitting there. She was surprised because Rita was supposed to be getting processed. “Hey Becky, why is she in here? Shouldn’t she be in the jail?” she asked.
“Yeah, she was going to be, but she had a confession to make. This will be mind blowing, and I need some help. Go ahead Rita, tell her what ya told me.” Becky said. She then listened to Rita explain once again about the trafficking ring. She heard it for the second time, and it still blew her mind that it was happening right under their noses. She heard her tell Rosa about the torture that took place, and more women were in danger. She didn’t know how to feel about Rita, however. She confessed to knowing about Ingrid being the thief and that itself was very disheartening. Rita was supposed to be someone she could fall for, but if she was a criminal, then she knew it couldn’t work. It reminded her of Darby and La Diabla, but for some reason, that just seemed different. She knew she would have to confront every feeling once this was all over. She could see the look of shock on Rosa’s face, and she completely understood it. She hoped that they could go to that facility right now and save the women.
Rosa heard the confession, and she was in total shock. Hearing about a sex trafficking ring and women in Plotsville were kidnapped, tortured and sexually humiliated broke her heart. She listened intently as Rita was getting emotional herself. She felt that Rita was trying to do good, even though she was involved in crimes. Now her own desire to save those women grew and they had to act fast. She really was interested in all the people involved and when she heard women from Mexico were also there, it made her think of the outlaw she was seeking. She was trying to find La Diabla because she kidnapped a woman or two and brought here to the States. The way this operation sounded, it seemed like it all fit with what La Diabla did. “That is incredible. You said some woman from Europe is leading this whole thing? You said she managed to enlist all of you into helping? You mentioned other women from Mexico came to help. Now, I want to ask you a question. Were any of those women from Mexico called, La Diabla?” she asked.
Rita heard the question and thought about it. She remembered the women from Mexico and then her eyes lit up. There were three women from that country, and they were there because of Priscilla Montenegro, the woman that was in charge of everything. Two of the women seemed very eager to participate, but the third one seemed hesitant and seemed like she was not thrilled at all to be there. She remembered the name being spoken and she nodded her head. “Yes, one of the women from Mexico was called La Diabla. She was there. They brought someone from Mexico too. I know that their boss is Priscilla Montenegro, and she is the main one in charge of everything.” she told her.
Rosa felt her heart racing as she finally got a confirmed sighting of La Diabla and confirmed she was in fact involved in a serious crime. She knew this was her chance to finally capture the outlaw. This was her opportunity to rescue some innocent women but also apprehend a wanted woman and take her back to Mexico. She also knew the name Priscilla Montenegro. She was the wife of Julio Montenegro, who was well known throughout the Mexican government. It was hard to get to that man because the government of Ciudad Zopilote seemed to protect him. She wished the Mexican Rurales could go into that town and destroy his gang, but they were ordered not to. However, catching La Diabla would be worth it all. “I knew it! I knew that woman was up to no good! Now, I am going to finally capture her and put her in jail where she belongs!” she declared.
Becky was in shock as she heard that La Diabla was indeed identified as part of the sex trafficking ring. That blew her mind because Rita did not know anything about the outlaw, so she had no reason to lie. This really messed with her emotions because she knew Darby was going to be heartbroken. She wondered why La Diabla was part of something very heinous and wanted to get to the bottom of it. She looked at Rosa who was very happy about the circumstance. “S-She is part of the sex trafficking ring?” she followed up.
“Yeah, but she wasn’t in charge. It looked like another woman, I think her name is Pilar, I think she was the one in charge from Mexico. I just know that they brought in a woman from Mexico to be a sex slave. It is really horrible.” Rita answered. She started to think about the victims and hoped her confession would help.
“Ok, we need to get to this facility now. If the burlesque show was involved and now, they are in jail, that could scare this Sylvia, Pilar and especially La Diabla. They might do something with the women or take them somewhere else. Rita, tell us where this place is!” Rosa said with determination in her voice. She had traveled all this way, and her objective was in sight. She listened intently as Rita described how to get to the location and what the barn looked like. It was at the far end of a ranch and was quite isolated. She wrote it down on a piece of paper and then she looked at Becky. “Ok, let’s go. We got to get there now!” she said in a strong and determined voice.
“I agree. Um, maybe we should get Darby too. If there are that many of them, then we need some backup. I don’t think we can take on that many of them.” Becky suggested. She already knew that she and Rosa were not enough, but she especially wanted Darby to go because if La Diabla was there, then she needed her mentor to be there to handle her. That would be a very interesting confrontation, and she prayed there was more to the story.
“You’re right. Ok, take Rita to get processed, then we will go to Darby’s. We may need to find a wagon to help transport the women back including the prisoners. Let’s do this!” Rosa said with her adrenaline flowing. This was her opportunity, and she did not want to waste any time. She followed Becky, escorting Rita to the jail area. Once she was dropped off, she left the station with Becky. She saw the Sheriff’s station wagon and suggested they take it. Becky started to drive the horse drawn wagon, and they headed back to the Burlesque showroom. She looked at her gun and made sure it was filled with bullets. There was a possibility of a gunfight, and she had to be ready. All she could think about was her upcoming confrontation with La Diabla. The outlaw had bested her in battle, and she was tortured afterwards. It was very humiliating and now she wanted revenge. The wagon made it to showroom, and she saw Darby talking to Kylie. She hopped off the wagon and approached them. “Hey! You will never believe what happened!” she told them.
Darby was having a conversation with Kylie, while Sheriff Dickerson and the other deputies continued to comb through the building. She wanted a quick break and check on Kylie before she went back in. She saw the wagon approaching and saw both Becky and Rosa in it. She wondered if the processing of the prisoners went smoothly and now, they were back for any additional support. She saw this huge smile on Rosa’s face, and a look of concern on Becky’s. She wondered what was happening and she smiled back. “What happened? Was there trouble at the station?” she asked.
“No! In fact, things went better than we thought! Rita had a confession to make. She said that they all knew about Ingrid, but here is the more interesting thing. She confessed that there is a new sex trafficking ring that was set up by Priscilla Montenegro not too far from here. She even said La Diabla was there! This is it, Darby! What I have been waiting for! Let’s get her!” Rosa said with great enthusiasm. She was really anxious to go the sex trafficking ring and finally break it up.
Darby stood there in absolute shock when she heard that news. Not only did Rita confess to the crimes with Ingrid, but now she heard there was a sex trafficking ring that was occurring, and it wasn’t too far from here. Then what she heard next sent a chill down her spine. La Diabla was identified as being part of the ring. She could tell by Rosa’s reactions that it was true, and her entire world came to a standstill. It was hard to comprehend how that could have happened, and she tried to wrap her head around it. It didn’t seem like her lover would be a part of something so vile. She saw Becky looking at her and she had that look of sadness, which only further confirmed the news. “What? There’s a sex trafficking ring and La Diabla is a part of it?” she said in total surprise.
“Yes!!! We need to go now! There are kidnapped women from Plotsville there, including some woman named Donna. We got to hurry before they find out the dancers from the burlesque show were captured.” Rosa said. She felt great urgency to rescue the women and to capture the notorious outlaw.
Darby was still trying to wrap her head around the news, and she looked at Kylie who also had a stunned look on her face. “I-I don’t believe it.” she muttered.
“Believe it! Come on, let’s go!!” Rosa said, then headed back towards the wagon. She was very anxious and wanted to get started as soon as possible.
“Darby, we have to go there now. I know this is a shock to ya, but we got to find out the truth.” Becky said, trying to implore her mentor to get in the wagon. She knew her mind was blown away, but she also knew that Darby getting to La Diabla first would be more beneficial.
“Ok…um, let me go tell the Sheriff. Be right back….” Darby said, then started to head back into the building. She was still in total shock knowing that her lover was part of that trafficking ring. She knew she had to get there as soon as possible, but it was still stunning and heartbreaking to hear. She made it inside the building and saw the Sheriff talking to Deputy George. She tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him for a quick private chat.
Sheriff Dickerson felt the tapping on his shoulder and looked at Darby. She looked pale and he wondered what was happening. He followed her over to another area within the main showroom and had a look of concern. “What is it, Darby?” he asked.
“Well, here goes…..” Darby started to say. She went on to explain that Rita had confessed to the crimes with Ingrid and how the burlesque show as involved. But there was a far more serious crime happening and she talked about the trafficking ring. She didn’t have all the details but apparently Priscilla Montenegro set up a trafficking ring and kidnapped women from Plotsville to be sex slaves. Then with a heavy heart that La Diabla was identified as being a part of this criminal operation. Her voice trembled when she told him and knew he was going to be upset. She told him that she was headed off to the location and to get more answers. She felt emotional but knew she had to do this. Without the rest of the deputies because of who was involved. “So, I am off there now. I have to know the truth. It is not like her to do something like that. I have to know.” she finished.
Sheriff Dickerson was shocked as well. Learning that Priscilla Montenegro was up to her old tricks really concerned him and he was really upset that she would do this close to his town. He was really upset that Plotsville citizens were kidnapped, and he wanted to bring that woman down. He was truly stunned when he heard La Diabla was a part of it. He remembered meeting her after the battle with Thalia and thanked her for everything she had done. He had a feeling there was more to the story and understood why Darby had to go there without his men. He was hoping that somehow the outlaw wasn’t truly a part of it because then he would have no choice but to capture her and bring her to justice. He found her to be a nice woman when he talked to her, and it would be really disappointing if she returned to her cruel, evil ways. “Ok, go ahead. Find out what happened. Hopefully she is not a part of it. Find out the truth and let me know.” he told her.
“Thank you. I will. There has to be more to this. She fought against this type of crime, so for her to be an active part of it and working with Priscilla makes zero sense. I will find out and let you know. Thank you, Sheriff. Thank you for understanding. I will go now.” Darby said, then tipped her hat towards him. She left the building and went to the wagon. She saw Kylie in the driver’s seat and Becky and Rosa were inside as well. “Ok, let’s go. Kylie? You are coming?” she asked.
“Yes! I can drive the wagon while all of you fight this battle. I would love to help you. We need to go rescue these women!” Kylie said. She begged Rosa and Becky to let her go because she too wanted to know the truth about a woman she admired a lot. She really liked La Diabla and found her to be very charming and compassionate. She remembered how the outlaw consoled her after her humiliating torture at the ball. La Diabla was so compassionate towards her, and she promised that she would always help her. She knew there had to be a story behind all of this and there was no way she was going to abandon her now.
“Ok, let’s go. We need to get there quickly and discover the truth. I can’t believe women from Plotsville were captured. We must get them home as well.” Darby said then climbed into the wagon. Kylie had started to drive the wagon, and she focused on what was going to happen soon. She heard Rosa talking about creating a game plan because of how dangerous La Diabla was. She knew she had to prepare herself for the worst just in case. She felt very hurt in her heart because of the possibility that the woman she fell in love with was now back doing unspeakable crimes. She wondered what happened to Cheyenne and Molly. She wondered how out of all the criminals on the planet, why did she have to team up with Priscilla Montenegro? One thing was for certain. She was going to find out the truth. She was going to find out what truly happened, and it meant that her heart could be broken. She looked off towards the horizon as the wagon started to move faster. One way or another, this was going to be a very emotional battle for her.
The wagon started to slow down when they were close to the area that Rita described. Rosa looked out of the wagon and saw the building in the horizon. She wondered how close they should get before invading the place. They had to consider that La Diabla and the others were armed and ready to defend the place. She knew that Rita was telling the truth so far. The location was desolate and on the opposite end of what appeared to be farmland. That made her wonder if the owner of the land was part of this operation as well. She got out of the wagon and took a deep breath. This was the moment they were waiting for. She looked at Darby and Becky and had confidence that they would win this fight. “Ok, we are here. Let’s get close to the place and determine where everyone is. I don’t think I need to tell you, Darby, how dangerous La Diabla is. I don’t know about the others, but surely, she is.” she told them.
“Ok, let’s go.” Darby said. She felt extremely nervous as she knew a confrontation with La Diabla would be emotional and intense. She had to know why she was involved with something like this and wanted to help her. She wondered if she was somehow forced into the whole thing. She followed Rosa onto the property along with Becky. She could feel Rosa’s excitement and she couldn’t blame her. There was a passion to find La Diabla and if she was hunting her, she would feel the same way right now. She looked around and noticed there wasn’t a lot of commotion. That made sense because if there were sex slaves in this building, there wasn’t going to be a lot of activity to draw attention to them. Once they made it to the side of the building, she took out her gun. She saw Rosa take out hers and Becky as well. She could see how tense Becky was and even though she was not a deputy, she trusted her to perform well. She had performed admirably against Thalia and her gang, so she had no doubts she could handle something like this.
“Ok, I will go around to the back. Darby, see if you can get into the building from here and Becky, you can go around as well. There is a way in, and we got to see where everyone is.” Rosa instructed. She felt like she should take the lead because of her desire to get La Diabla. She did notice that both Darby and Becky seemed a little hesitant, especially when she talked about La Diabla. They didn’t seem as enthusiastic about capturing her like she was. She wondered if it was because they were shocked that the outlaw had disappeared from this area, so there was no need to have that emotional reaction. She knew they would do their jobs, and it was time to break in. She made it to what appeared to be a back door to this building that resembled a small barn, but also a house. It was probably used to store grains and have an office. She found a door and turned the handle. Surprisingly, it was unlocked! Her heart started to beat faster, and she stepped inside. She looked around and prepared herself for anything. “Ok La Diabla, where are you?” she asked.
Pilar was sitting at a table and resting her eyes as she leaned back in a chair. She had a great night sleeping but was still feeling a little tired. She knew Sylvia and La Diabla had left to scout trains, while she and Maria kept watch over the sex slaves. She looked forward to later tonight because a new victim would be brought in. She hoped that she could torture them this time. She wanted to get her hands on a sexy woman and tickle her silly. She wanted to tickle La Diabla silly because the woman still had a lot of attitude, but they were partners at the moment. She opened her eyes again and saw Maria sitting at the opposite end of the table and she appeared to be reading a newspaper or something. “Hey, what are you reading?” she asked.
Maria put the paper down and looked at her partner. Like Pilar, she was a bit tired and hoped for some good action later this evening. It was still a surreal feeling being in this facility and breaking sex slaves. She was also a little frustrated because she was in the United States for the first time but was confined to this building. Everyone else except she and Pilar got to leave this place and do other things. She hoped she could at least visit Plotsville and search for someone to kidnap. She wished she could play with them a little as well. She heard Pilar asking her a question and she smiled. “I am just reading the paper. I am glad the dancer Susan left it here. It was yesterday’s paper that she brought last night, but I am bored. There is nothing to do today.” she said in exasperation.
“I know what you mean. I want to DO something. Sitting around here in this place hiding is not very exciting at all.” Pilar responded. She then leaned back and thought about the sex slaves. She would hear their soft cries every once in a while, as they were in their stalls completely naked and broken. She did love hearing their screams and their laughter. She also loved it when they were forced to have orgasms as well. Then she sat up. She thought of something for them to do and have a lot of fun. “Hey, want to play with a sex slave? That’s what they are for, right? I want to hear some laughter. I want to make one of them cum.” she suggested.
“Oooh!!! I like that idea! Yes, let’s go play with one of them. They are already naked, so we can tie them up and have a little fun. Can I play with their feet?” Maria asked. She liked the idea of filling their day playing with a sex slave. She wanted some kind of action and now this was their chance. “Which one shall we play with?” she added.
“Hehehehe yes, you can play with their feet. I like how you really started getting into ticklish feet. I think we should go after the one they call Alice. She is so pretty. So young and so innocent. Let’s make her cum three times, you know, to bring out her inner slut. Hahaha” Pilar said. She saw the happy smile on Maria’s face and then stood up. She saw Maria stand up and they started to walk. Then she stopped in her tracks when she thought she heard something. “Hey, you hear that?” she asked.
Rosa heard voices inside and she got excited. She located some people and hoped one of them was La Diabla. She didn’t distinguish the voices yet, but she knew the outlaw had to be here. She then got next to a doorway entrance but accidentally kicked something on the floor which made a noise. “Stupid!” she told herself.
“Hey! Is someone there? Is that you Sylvia? Is that you, La Diabla?” Pilar called out. She wondered what the noise was and figured it was probably the return of the other women. She then walked through the doorway to investigate and suddenly she saw a gun pointed at her. “What the hell?” she called out.
“FREEZE!!! DON’T MOVE!!!” Rosa yelled as she saw Pilar standing there. She knew she caught her by surprise and now it was time to take her down. “Turn around right now! You are under arrest!” she told her.
Pilar froze and then started to walk away from Rosa and the Rurale was now behind her. She was caught by surprise and her fear took over. She tried to think of a way out of here, but with that gun out, she couldn’t do anything. “Don’t shoot!” she said, then raised her hands in the air.
“Now, where is La Diabla? WHERE IS SH-----” Rosa tried to say when she suddenly felt something pushing her in the back. She fell forward and dropped her gun to the floor. She turned around and saw Maria standing there. She knew she had to act quickly before she was trapped. “What the hell?” she asked.
Pilar heard the gun hit the floor and knew this was her chance. She turned around and saw Maria starting to run. With Rosa turned around she went from behind, grabbed the back of her head and then slammed her head into the wall to stun her. It was time for her to run as fast as she could to escape! She saw Rosa crumble to the ground, and she ran. She made her way out of the nearby door and ran as fast as she could. She figured she would run to the train station and find Sylvia and La Diabla. Someone had found the facility, and she had to get out of there. That was a member of the Mexican Rurales that she saw and knew that was definite danger.
Darby made her way into the building by climbing through a window. It wasn’t locked very well, and she managed to slip inside. Once she got inside, she saw the place and shivered. This was definitely something that could possibly hide sex slaves from the outside world. She suddenly heard a commotion, and she sprang into action. She had to find La Diabla before Rosa did. She had to protect the woman she loved and find out what happened. She was running towards the action when suddenly someone appeared in her view running at full speed. The young woman then crashed into her, and they both hit the ground. She lost her bearings for a second, then quickly got back up. The other woman also got back to her feet, and she saw the look of fear in her eyes. She wondered if this was someone part of the trafficking ring, or a sex slave trying to escape. “Hey! Don’t run! Who are you?” she called out.
Maria was in a panic as she came across Darby. She was running as fast as she could because it was time to escape. The Mexican soldier was in this place and that was not good at all. She now encountered this tall woman and fear overtook her. “Please! Let me go!!” she yelled.
“Who are you?” Darby asked. She saw her gun on the floor and if this was someone part of the trafficking ring, she had to be ready to get it. She then heard another noise and saw Rosa walking in. She was staggering a bit and wondered what happened. “Rosa? Are you ok?” she asked.
Rosa got some of her bearings back after hitting the wall and she wanted to pursue the woman who distracted her from taking Pilar. “Stop that woman! She is part of the ring!” she called out.
Maria heard that call out and panicked. She noticed that neither woman was armed, so she decided to make a run for it. Because of the fall, she was now in the direction where she wanted to go, and Darby and Rosa were standing where she was coming from. She turned around and started to run when suddenly another tall woman appeared and had a gun pointed at her. She froze in her tracks and immediately put her hands up. “Don’t shoot!” she yelled with great fear.
“Freeze!!! Don’t ya dare move!” Becky shouted as she pointed her gun towards the woman. She could see Darby and Rosa now walking towards her and they had the woman trapped. She felt excited because she caught this woman and now, they could start to take over the facility.
“Good job muh apprentice!!! Very good job!” Darby shouted then made her way to Maria. She took Maria’s wrists and quickly secured them behind her back. She had another pair of cuffs and slapped them on. She then turned her around and faced the woman. She looked really pretty but had a feeling she was up to no good at all.
Rosa was really happy that the woman that pushed her was caught. She wondered if they should go after the other, but she still had someone in mind. She walked up to Maria and saw the look of fear in her eyes. “Where is La Diabla?! WHERE IS SHE?” she demanded.
“She’s not here! Please! Let me go! I didn’t do anything!” Maria replied. Her heart was racing because she was now captured. She had no escape, and Pilar was nowhere to be found. She felt her entire world starting to crumble and it really affected her.
“WHERE IS SHE???!!!! TELL ME!!!! TELL ME NOW!!” Rosa screamed since she wanted to know where the outlaw went. She grabbed Maria by her shoulders and started to shake her. She was so close to finally apprehending the outlaw and did not want this woman to prevent her from doing so.
Maria was stunned when she felt herself starting to be shaken. This Mexican Rurale was shaking her as though she was a child, demanding to tell her where the outlaw was. She was still shocked that they were in here and had no idea where Pilar went. “I DON’T KNOW!!! PLEASE STOP!!!” she responded with fear.
Darby saw how badly Rosa was shaking Maria and had to intervene. She didn’t want Rosa’s passion to go overboard and potentially harm the criminal. She went over to Rosa from behind and placed her hands on her shoulders. She started to massage them a little, doing her best to calm her down. “Rosa! Calm down! We will find out soon enough. Don’t hurt the poor woman.” she told her in a soothing voice.
Rosa stopped shaking Maria and took a deep breath. She knew Darby was right. She was starting to lose control of herself, and she had to calm down. She let go of Maria, then grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to walk over to a nearby chair. She wanted to interrogate her a little and hopefully try to get some answers. Once Maria was in the chair, she slowly walked around her in a circle, trying to intimidate her. “Ok, for starters, what is your name?” she asked with a bit of anger in her voice.
Maria felt completely terrified how everything was unfolding. She was now apprehended, and fear tore right through her. This was all supposed to go smoothly and now she was in custody. She watched as Rosa walked around her, and she felt nervous. She could tell that woman was determined to interrogate her, and she prayed that she would not be harmed. She looked at her with frightful eyes and swallowed hard. “Maria. My name is Maria.” she answered.
“Good girl, Maria. That’s how we start this conversation. Nice and easy. Ok Maria, where are you from?” Rosa asked. She wanted to ask basic questions to not only get Maria to answer easily, but also to calm herself down. She was so close to finding La Diabla and she just had to remain in control of her emotions.
“I-I am from Playa Del Arena in Mexico. Please, just let me go.” Maria responded. She noticed both Darby and Becky joining the area, and she had three women who looked determined to make her suffer. She knew her world was collapsing and prayed that Pilar, La Diabla and especially Sylvia would return to free her.
“See? This is going well. Good girl. Now, we know you are here for trafficking women and making them sex slaves. Where are these women?” Darby asked. She knew Rosa was very focused on finding La Diabla, but she wanted to find the sex slaves first. It was an agonizing moment for her because she knew if Rosa ever found her lover, then all hell would break loose, and she would be caught in the middle of it all.
Maria heard that question and she gasped. These women invaded this facility for a reason. They knew about the sex slaves and now she really started to feel panic in her body. She tried to calm herself, but the panic was really starting to set in. “They’re in the stall areas. Please, let me go. I-I didn’t do anything.” she pleaded.
Darby felt a wave of relief that Marias was very cooperative. Now it was her chance to free these women and bring them back home. She looked at Becky and figured this was their chance to finally rescue the ladies. She nodded her head towards Becky, then patted Rosa on the shoulder. “We are going to free the women. You can question her about the others and please, don’t kill her. Hehehe” she joked.
Maria heard that joke and her jaw dropped. She was always around dangerous people, including her own friend Pilar, so the threat of being killed was always real for her. She started to fidget in her chair and her adrenaline was out of control. She watched Darby and Becky leave, which meant she was alone with the one woman who seemed a little out of control. “Please!! Don’t kill me!!!!” she begged.
Rosa watched as both Darby and Becky left the area. She was very happy that they went to rescue those women, which left her alone with Maria. She thought about how to get this woman talking and really felt excited about it. She then leaned forward and put her face in Maria’s. She did find her to be really pretty and would enjoy having some interrogation fun with her. “Now that they left, it is just me and you. No one else. Hehehehe so, I need you to tell me everything you know. If you don’t, well, I have ways of making you talk. I know of a wonderful way to get you squealing the information I want. Just by something like….this.” she teased, then reached her finger forward and stroked Maria’s exposed right side of her body.
Maria felt the finger stroking against her side and it tickled her! It wasn’t a strong tickle, but enough for her to feel considering she was always extremely ticklish. Her mind went into a panic as she realized this woman seemed to want to tickle the information out of her. That really started to affect her spirit, and she got emotional. “Please….please don’t torture me.” she begged.
Darby walked with Becky, then remembered something. She wanted to get the wagon they came in closer to this facility so they could transport the women. “Hey Becky, go ahead and start freeing the women. I will tell Kylie to come closer with the wagon so we can all get back to Plotsville. Can you handle this?” she asked.
“I sure can! I will get the women free! This is a good day!” Becky said with excitement, then stood rigid once again and saluted her mentor. “Deputy apprentice Becky Lockhart ready for duty!” she said with pride.
“I love you.” Darby smiled when she saw Becky’s salute. She was always so passionate about it, and it made her very adorable. She then headed out of the building to go get Kylie and finally get the women home. She felt good inside because this day was going really well. She stopped Ingrid, arrested the burlesque dancers who were part of those crimes and the sex trafficking crimes, and now she was breaking up a trafficking ring of Priscilla Montenegro before it really got underway. She started to jog towards the wagon because she wanted to get back quickly and save those poor women.
UP NEXT: Sylvia finally has her prize!
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? There was a lot of story to it, but it had to be done to transition the story for the final run up to major events happening for the rest of this series. I am really excited that the major stuff is about to go down, and I hope you all enjoy the ride! Your comments are most encouraged and welcomed!
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PART 15
“Ooooh!!! I like that! Marge dancing? That would be such a treat! Tickle, tickle, tickle….” Rita continued to tease. She really started to get into the foot tickling because Marge was at her total mercy. She finally managed to get into a position where she was in control. It felt nice and she was going to savor every moment of it. She looked at the foot she was tickling and focused on stroking her fingertips across the ball of the foot. She loved how the skin felt, and she loved that hysterical laughter. She started to make circles on that surface area, and it made the foot tremble with ticklish agony. She loved this moment because it was her own feet being tormented by this same woman the previous day. The humiliation of it all. That horrible feeling of helplessness. Now, she was paying her back and wanted to make sure she remembered it for a long time. Her fingers then moved to that area right outside the arch that helps make footprints. She got a really nice reaction from it, and she smiled. “You really are ticklish on your feet, aren’t you? Admit you have ticklish feet. I want to hear you talk about how ticklish your feet are. Hehehe” she taunted.
Marge felt another tsunami of ticklish feelings crashing through her body when the fingers moved up and down on the outside part of her arch. That sent such strong shivers throughout her body and her agony continued. She could barely hear Rita’s voice over her own screaming, but she understood it. She didn’t care anymore. She needed this tickling to stop as she couldn’t take this kind of stress. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I HAVE TICKLISH FEET!!!! I HAVE TICKLISH FEET!!! OH GAWD RITA!!! I HAVE TICKLISH FEEEEEEEEETTTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed in agony.
Rita chuckled to herself when she heard those words. Marge was definitely willing to say anything at this moment. She could feel that she was very close to breaking her completely. What started off as an emotional battle of wills was now coming to an end and she was going to make sure she won. She slowed her fingers down a little and then pulled them away from the tender foot to give her a breathing break. She knew she wanted to keep tickling, but she also didn’t want Marge to die. “Breathe……breathe……breathe….” she said in a soothing voice.
Marge felt the fingers stop tickling her foot and she started to break down. The ticklish agony was too much on her body and she felt crushed. After screaming like a banshee and literally obeying Rita’s commands, she knew she lost her edge in this confrontation. She valiantly put up a fight throughout but now this was too much. She was definitely getting tired and her body felt so sensitive. The foot tickling was something she just could not stand. Other parts of her body were really bad, but the feet were just too much. She closed her eyes and kept trying to suck in air. Her emotions were a mess, and she felt terrible. She desperately needed mercy, or she knew she would break completely. She understood this moment because she always did it to others. Sadness washed over her, and she felt her eyes tearing up. “Rita……please…..no more. Please don’t tickle my feet anymore.” she whimpered.
“Oh, I AM going to tickle your feet. I am having too much fun, and to be honest, you truly deserve this.” Rita said in response. She saw Marge’s naked chest heaving up and down and she loved it. She looked at Marge’s face and she recognized that look. This woman was finally being broken down and her ego was finished. This was the moment. This was the moment to finish her and then this would all be over. She felt herself getting emotional because she felt happy. “Marge….. now, promise me something.” she said in a soft voice.
Marge felt a tear leave her left eye and she felt her heart breaking. She was to her limit and any further tickling of her feet would definitely ruin her. She even thought about begging to be tickled somewhere else. She just did not want her feet tickled ever again. “What? What is it? Please….no more tickling.” she replied.
“This is important. Marge, do you promise to not go after Becky and make her a sex slave?” Rita asked. She felt nervous because this is what this encounter was truly about. All of this was taking place because of the threat Marge made towards Becky. This was the moment she wanted to make sure that Becky would be safe and could live her life without having to ever encounter the situation of being tortured into being a sex slave.
Marge heard that question and knew this was her defeat. She knew that if she gave the wrong answer, she was going to be tortured. She wanted revenge but now she considered just ending her own vendetta. That was what Rita truly wanted. That apprentice to be safe. She looked towards her left foot and saw Rita so close to it. She saw that emotion on the face and out of her own desire to save herself, she nodded her head. “Yes……Becky….Becky will be safe. I won’t go after her anymore. I promise.” she answered and felt tingles throughout her entire body.
Rita saw Marge looking right in the eye with that answer and her heart filled with emotion. That was what she wanted this entire time. To protect Becky Lockhart. She knew Marge was telling the truth because of that look in her eye. She felt like crying but had to remain firm. She looked at that ticklish foot and she still wanted to tickle it. She wanted to go after those thick toes and have her way with them. Marge was completely vulnerable, and she could do whatever she wanted. “Thank you. Thank you….” she told her.
Marge felt a rush of happiness because she finally gave Rita what she wanted. She started to feel relief because her torment was over. That foot tickling wasn’t very long in actual time, but for her, it was an eternity. Now she felt she could be free and recover from this horrible moment. “Will you let me go now?” she asked with hope in her voice.
“Not yet…..” Rita said and then a devious smile formed on her face. She still had a desire to punish Marge and make her suffer. After all the things she said and tried to do to her, now was the time to get her personal revenge. Now it was about the humiliation she suffered the day before. “There is the matter of your punishment. Do you remember what you did to me yesterday?” she asked with a devious mile.
Marge’s eyes popped wide open again when she heard Rita talking about punishment. There was no way she was in shape to endure another round of brutal tickling, especially on her feet. She felt her entire body tense up and the panic returned. “What do you mean? You already punished me!! I already told you that I won’t go after Becky! Rita! You’re being cruel!” she yelled in a panic.
“Becky is safe, but this is about me and you. Marge, what you did to me was something I will never forget. You absolutely humiliated me and really broke my heart. Your punishment is about me. I am going to make you regret ever tickling me like that and forcing me to cum. Now, the same will happen to you.” Rita threatened. The power she felt inside was consuming and she wanted to have some fun. She then looked at that helpless foot, grabbed the top with her left hand and quickly started to run her nails up and down that very ticklish skin. “Time to pay….” she simply said.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH RITA!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT ARE HAHAHAHAHAHA YOU DOING????!!!!!” Marge screamed as she felt the nails now scraping the bottom of her foot. The sensation was very intense and immediate, and she lost it. The feeling of those hard nails sliding across that sensitive skin was overwhelming and she couldn’t stand it. She had already submitted to Rita’s demands and now she was receiving an even harsher tickle attack. She couldn’t even truly think because those tickling nails were destroying her.
Rita smiled when she heard that agonizing laughter coming from her boss. She loved how deep it was and how loud it was. She knew she got Marge really good at the moment. She felt good inside. She wanted to just punish her. She wanted to drive this woman insane and to make sure she kept her promise about going after Becky or her. She also realized that by doing this, she would end up becoming the new boss. That sense of power flowed through her, and it was something she never felt before. She never imagined she would be in charge but after this moment, she had no choice but to be the new leader. “You are SO ticklish! Hehehehe Remember when you tickled my feet yesterday? Well, you are going to get it worse!” she told her.
Marge barely understood what Rita was saying because she felt those nails skittering across the ball of her foot. She had her mouth wide open and the most horrific laughter she ever had in her life was being forced out of her lungs. In her past, if someone tickled her foot with nails, it was always very brief. With her foot being held onto and the consistent scratching of the nails right now, there was no way she would be able to stand this kind of torture. She felt very submissive and was willing to literally do anything to get it to stop. When the nails went into the arch of the foot, she nearly passed out. The sheer intensity of the ticklish electricity shredded her nervous system, and she started to fall into silent laughter. There was no way she would be able to last much longer and prayed she could just pass out.
“This is a nice spot right………….here!!” Rita taunted then moved her nails close to the base of those thick toes. She loved the way her nails were bringing out the worst ticklish sensations imaginable. She noticed Marge was in silent laughter and she grinned. It was time to push this woman even further and make her truly sorry for everything she had done. She moved her nails to the undersides of the toes and right where the toes connected to the foot. She could feel Marge’s body become very stiff, then it just went limp. She loved how Marge’s body was surrendering, and she controlled this woman’s will.
Marge could barely breathe at the moment. The only thing she felt were those evil nails on her toes. She knew her great weakness had been found, and she was truly going to suffer. The thoughts going through her head were that of survival. She didn’t want to fight anymore. She didn’t want to yell or make Rita angry. She just wanted mercy so that she could live. She wanted to submit herself so this could all end.
Rita gave a few more tickles on the toes, then she stopped. She didn’t want Marge to die from lack of oxygen, so she decided to give her a break. That feeling of sheer power continued to flow through her. She started to really like that ability to control someone else. Even though she hated the idea of sex slaves, making someone suffer was stuff she did before when they robbed someone. She loved it when the victim completely lost it and submitted. She waited a few moments to allow Marge to recover. She needed her breathing to return to a normal level so that she could continue to punish her. Her eyes glanced towards the right foot which was still inside a stocking. The excitement built up because she had another foot to play with. “You ok, Marge? hehehe” she teased.
Marge felt relief as the tickling finally stopped. She was so exhausted, and she was pushed beyond her limits. She lay there trying to get in as much air into her lungs as possible. She felt her sweat and some tears on her face and she knew she must have looked like a total mess. She closed her eyes and just focused on breathing. She wanted to just take this time to recover and hoped it was over. She heard Rita’s taunts, and she felt ashamed. She knew there was no way she could get back at Rita because she would be tortured again. The foot torture was too much, and she felt incredibly sad. “Rita….no more….please…..I’m begging you. No more…..I can’t….I can’t take it anymore. You win…..You win….” she whimpered.
“I know I win. I am glad you admitted that. Now, I want to hear you say that you submit to me. Do it.” Rita demanded. She then got onto the bed and made her way towards the right foot. She heard Marge groaning and she grinned. She lay down on the bed on her stomach facing the right foot, with her own booted feet in the air. She crossed her ankles and started to move her feet around with excitement. She wanted to play with the right foot and finish Marge off completely. She thought about after tickling this foot, she would truly crush her boss with a forced orgasm.
“Rita…..Stop torturing me. I….I submit. Ok? I submit.” Marge replied with heavy emotion in her voice. She had never submitted to anyone in her life before and now she did. That crushed her ego, and she started to let the tears fall. She was feeling quite broken and was willing to do anything to get out of this torture.
“Good girl! Well, I wouldn’t be a nice woman if I didn’t pay some attention to your other foot. I will be nice though. I won’t use my nails. In fact, I am a little hungry. I think I will snack on your toes. Sound good?” Rita asked with a devilish smile. She then reached forward and grabbed the tip of the stocking and pulled it upwards and off the toes. She then tore a hole in them and started to peel the stocking open. She smiled as the thick toes started to get revealed and she left the stocking on the rest of the sole. She saw those helpless toes sticking out into the open and licked her lips.
Marge felt the stocking getting pulled and ripped and she started to whimper. Rita continued to dominate her, and she felt so helpless. She heard what Rita wanted to do, and she started to cry. Her torture wasn’t over, and she had to endure even more humiliation. “No please….Not my toes. Rita, I am begging you. Please just leave me alone. I submit. I submit.” she whined.
“I want to taste some toes. Hehehehe Your toes have always been so beautiful. Now, let’s see how they taste.” Rita said then moved her face closer to the helpless big toe. She fantasized about sucking these toes for years. Marge never let anyone really suck her toes probably because they were very sensitive. Now, this was her chance to not only torment her boss some more, but to fulfill a fantasy she had. She wrapped her lips around the big toe as it went inside her mouth, and she felt like she went to heaven.”Mmmmmmmmm……” she moaned.
“HEHEHEHEHEHEHE RITA!!!! THAT TICKLES!!! THAT TICKLES!!! I SUBMIT!!! I SUBMIT!!!!” Marge yelled out as she felt her toe go inside that very warm mouth. Her body was so sensitive that the toe sucking immediately sent her into a fit of giggles. She felt tingles of pleasure, but mainly a ticklish feeling. She started to laugh harder as the tongue started to swish and move around her toe, and she was going crazy. She felt so horrible because her torture was not over. She felt ashamed that she was calling out that she submitted a few times. No woman had ever done this to her, and she had no idea how she would ever recover. She then squealed when her index and middle toes were inside that mouth and that really tickled her. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA RITA PLEASE!!!!” she laughed.
“So tasty mmmmmmm so fucking slurp delicious.” Rita moaned as she continued to suck on the middle and index toes. She loved how soft the skin was and got more aggressive with the sucking. Her tongue then slid between the toes, and she heard those delightful giggles once again. She wished she had gotten to play with these feet much earlier. This was far better than she ever imagined. She had played with the feet of all of her fellow dancers, but never Marge. Now, she was truly savoring the moment and wanted to just suck them with great joy. “Damn your toes are tasty.” she said, then started to suckle on them again.
Marge felt her body no longer moving as it finally gave in to the exhaustion. The ticklish feelings still tore right through her, but her body had finally given up. She didn’t even wiggle or move her toes as that hot mouth continued to ravish them. That slimy tongue was tickling her between her toes, and she could not stop laughing. She closed her eyes and just imagined how her life was going to be going forward. She already said Rita could be the owner. She already said she would be a dancer. It was the most surreal feeling to be a victim, and it broke her heart. Then she roared in laughter as she felt the devious tongue now sliding between her baby and ring toes. That was a very sensitive area, and she exploded. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NOT THERE!!!! MERCY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!!!” she screamed.
“Hehehe your toes are just too ticklish! I love it!” Rita laughed, then went back to sliding her tongue in that sensitive crevice between the ring toe and baby toe. She truly felt accomplished and fulfilled a long-time fantasy. She wanted to enjoy every single second of it and slowly moved her tongue around. The laughter in the background filled her body with excitement and she wanted to just finish this woman off. Her own arousal started to spike as she felt her nipples were very stiff. Now she wanted to have some sexual fun. Now it was time to go after Marge’s sweet spot. She let those two toes slip out of her mouth and she wiped her lips from excess saliva. She then got onto her knees and faced a completely wiped-out Marge. “Your toes are much better than I thought. I think going forward, you will submit your toes to me once a week. Deal or do I have to use my nails again?” she threatened.
Marge tried to recover from the toe sucking and could still feel those tingles flowing through her body. She looked at Rita between her legs and couldn’t believe she was now submissive to her. Her whole world was going to change and all because what she used to break others was now being done to her in perfect irony. She heard Rita’s demand and the thought of having her toes sucked often was a horrific idea, but she also did not want to feel the wrath of those nails on her feet anymore. “Deal……deal.” she replied.
“You are such a good girl! Now, I am feeling really horny, and you should too. I think I want to use my nails on your feet again. I want to hear you scream again. But you have a chance to avoid that. Just ask me to feather your pussy until you cum. You do that and your feet are spared.” Rita offered. She then folded and crossed her arms to await the answer. Her eyes looked at the underwear covered groin, and she couldn’t wait to pleasure Marge there. She had played with that pussy several times. She loved doing it whenever they were having sexual interactions. She knew how that pussy responded to her touch and she wanted to make this woman have a soul crushing orgasm. She knew from all their criminal activity that once a body had surrendered, the orgasm would be so much more intense. Forcing Marge to submit sexually would be the perfect ending to this entire encounter.
Marge did not know what to think anymore. Her body was so sensitive and so tired. The tickling had destroyed her and having her toes sucked made it worse. She looked at Rita’s face and could see how serious she was. She really wanted to sexually dominate her and deep down inside, she knew she had no choice. She felt very emotional because someone dominated her. She swallowed hard and thought that tickling torture would return if she refused. “Feather me……feather me.” she said in desperation.
“Till when?” Rita asked with a smirk on her face. She had Marge right where she wanted and was going to push this woman into total submission.
“Feather me…..feather me until I……cum.” Marge said in a meek voice. It was hard for her to say it, but she knew she had no choice. It was either that or get tickled on her very sensitive feet again.
“Good girl….Now, you know I love this red feather. It is really going to enjoy that pussy of yours. Let’s get this underwear off of that sweet pussy.” Rita said then started to think. Since Marge’s legs were spread open, she wouldn’t be able to slide the underwear down. She would have to cut them off but didn’t know if she really wanted to destroy the underwear. She then got close to the groin area, and with her left hand, she pulled the underwear towards her left, which was Marge’s right. Doing so exposed the pussy. She smiled when she saw those red pubic hairs and that bright pink vagina. She remembered playing with that same pussy before but this time, she was in total control. When the underwear moved, she heard that soft gasp from Marge and that made her nipples really hard. The pussy was exposed and looked so helpless. She would have to hold the underwear in one hand, and swipe and stroke the feather with her right hand. She picked up the feather and waved it towards the helpless pussy. “OOOH!! Your pussy has always been beautiful. Now, I am going to have some fun with it. Ready? Hehehe” she taunted.
Marge felt her underwear get pulled to the side, and in a way, she was grateful that they were not cut off. She felt helpless because she was still tied down and now her most private spot was exposed to torment. She shuddered, thinking about how humiliating this was about to be. She saw the feather getting closer to her mound and she felt her heart beating rapidly. She closed her eyes and when the feather touched her, she let out a very loud groan. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmm oooooohhhh!!!” she groaned.
“Such a sensitive pussy. Hehehe Nice pussy. Very nice pussy….” Rita teased as the feather started to swipe across that mound. She did a side-to-side motion with the feather and could see how much Marge’s body trembled. She knew it had to be such delicious torture but also felt really good. She wanted to make that woman so aroused, she would explode when she finally had her orgasm. The feather continued to tease the mound, and she saw how stiff the nipples got on Marge’s breasts. “That’s right, just enjoy the feelings.” she cooed.
Marge felt that feather moving across her sensitive vagina, and she felt that sensation of erotic pleasure. She had her pussy feathered several times and it always got her very hot. Even after being tickled so much, feeling this feather was amazing. She tried to move her womanhood in rhythm with the feather’s motions. She closed her eyes and softly bit her lower lip. Then the feather started to slide up and down the lips and that sent another large wave of erotic pleasure throughout her body. She knew her body was ripe for sex. She was worn down, so any sexual stimulation was going to drive her crazy. It was what she did to so many victims. Now it was being done to her and her body absolutely loved it.
“Tickle tickle sweet pussy….” Rita teased as the feather continued to slide up and down those pink lips. She felt her own nipples getting stiff and was really turned on. Dominating Marge was like no other woman. She had dominated many lovers, but to do this to Marge felt extra special. Then she heard something. She heard a noise, and she turned to her left. She saw the door opening and she stopped her feathering. Someone was coming in! She heard voices and her heart raced. She had a near naked woman tied down on this bed and was sexually dominating her. She didn’t expect anyone to be here and when she saw someone walking in, her heart stopped.
“Hahahaha Hey, let’s see if they are in here!” Diane said as she started to walk into the room. She and her fellow dancers, Susan and Olga entered into the building to begin their day. She noticed that Marge, Rita and Ingrid were not at the hotel and figured that they must have gone in early to take stock of whatever jewels Ingrid may have stolen the previous night. When she entered the room, she noticed immediately there were two people on the bed, and she was shocked. She saw Marge tied down on the bed and was nearly naked. She could see the naked chest, but underwear was still on. She saw the toes of the right foot sticking out of the stocking and the left foot was bare, but the stocking was still on. She saw Rita sitting on the bed, holding that red feather. It appeared that Marge and Rita were having a sexual interaction, and she felt embarrassed. “Oops! Sorry! Hehehe I didn’t know you two were fucking.” she said with a smile.
Rita had mixed emotions at the moment because on the one hand it was just her fellow dancers showing up for another day of work and on the other hand, she had a near naked Marge helplessly tied up and got dominated. She looked over at Diane and smiled. “Um, hello Diane. Hehehe Um, can you come back in a few minutes?” she asked.
Marge heard someone entering the room and she looked towards her right. She saw Diane standing there, then she saw Olga and Susan as well. She felt completely embarrassed because she was tied down on the bed and looked really helpless. She knew her face looked like a mess and she was still in a very vulnerable state. She felt her heart beating a million miles per second and she was completely stunned. She couldn’t call out for help because it meant everyone would know she was being dominated. She closed her eyes in shame and prayed they would leave soon.
“Are you two having a good time? Hehehe Wow! I had never seen Marge tied down before. Hehehe I wish I could join in!” Diane said with excitement. She had never seen Marge in a vulnerable state before and it looked really exciting. She was happy that Rita was the aggressor and wished she could watch the entire incident.
“Hey! Can we watch? Hehehehe” Olga said and then rubbed her hands. She saw what was on the bed and it looked very erotic. She could see that red feather in Rita’s hands and wondered just how much Marge went through. She knew that their sexual moment had to be full of passion and mind-blowing sex. It was weird seeing Marge tied down. Usually, she would tie one of them down whenever they had a sexual interaction. Seeing her so vulnerable got her own juices flowing and she wanted to watch this show.
“Girls!!! They are having a moment! Hehehe what are we? Perverts?” Susan said as she heard the excitement in Diane and Olga’s voices. It did seem like a very erotic scene was unfolding, but she also figured they were trying to be private.
Rita smiled when she heard the excitement in her friends’ voices. It appeared that they thought this was just a normal sexual encounter and did not suspect that she just tortured Marge. She loved how they all wanted to watch and that gave her a thrill. The idea of forcing Marge to cum in front of all of them seemed very exciting and she loved it. It would completely humiliate Marge, and she wanted it to happen to cement her status as the new alpha woman in this business. “You know what? That DOES sound like a good idea. You can watch me feather her pussy until she cums!” she told them.
Marge’s face turned bright red with shame as she heard Rita offering the rest of the dancers to see her pussy get feathered and made to cum. That would be the ultimate humiliation. She knew the others had no idea what took place in this room, they would just see her get her pussy dominated. She looked at Rita who had this smirk on her face and she had to plead for her to have some mercy. “Rita….please don’t feather me in front of them. Please!” she told her.
Diane heard the sound in Marge’s voice, and it sounded desperate. She had never heard Marge sound desperate before and she started to wonder if there was more to this scene than what she thought. She wondered if Marge was being dominated against her will. Her curiosity peaked and she had to know. “Hey, what happened in here?” she asked.
“Nothing much. Just me and Marge were having a good time together, that’s all. Her body is on fire right now and I want to make her cum. Go ahead, have a seat and enjoy the show.” Rita responded. She figured she would make this seem like a mutual encounter and not tell everyone how she dominated this woman and broke her will. They would find out that she was going to be the new boss, but that would be something she would discuss with Marge later.
“Ok. I guess we will watch. Damn Marge, you are ONE sexy woman! Hehehe” Diane said, then found her seat. She got excited as Rita started to feather the pussy again. It was such a strange sight to see the roles reversed and having Marge be the victim was very erotic to her.
“I want to play too!” Olga pouted as she saw Rita starting to move the feather over Marge’s vagina. She loved sex and seeing this erotic scene was going to get her horny all day for sure.
“Hehehe well, we can always just tie you down and feather you too.” Susan playfully threatened. She also liked the scene unfolding before her and was surprised that Marge was allowing this to happen. Her boss never showed vulnerability, so seeing her tied down and helplessly feathered was indeed very erotic.
“Hehe that sounds good. But I want to fuck Marge too. I dreamed of the day where I would ravish her and be in control. Hehehe” Olga whispered to Susan. She fantasized about her boss and hoped that it could come true. She even thought about perhaps joining in after Rita made Marge cum her brains out. She loved these moments between the entire group. She then wondered about something. Everyone was here except for Ingrid. That was weird because Ingrid would greet them in the morning. “Hey, where is Ingrid?” she asked.
Rita paused for a moment and thought about the question posed inside the room. Everyone was accounted for except Ingrid. She then figured she must have gone somewhere for breakfast and didn’t think anything of it. She looked back at Marge’s helpless pussy and started to feather it again. “She is probably getting us breakfast. She should be here soon.” she surmised.
“Yeah, you’re probably right. Now, let’s see some pussy feathering! Hehehe Now THIS is a way to start the morning!!!” Olga giggled as she watched the red father continue its very sensual teasing. She felt herself already getting aroused and wanted to touch herself. She was excited for the day, and she also remembered she had to help out at the facility later tonight when they brought in another sex slave. She hoped that she could play with the new woman because she needed some release. “Today is going to be a really good day! Pussy feathering of Marge right now, and I think I will feather some pussy later!” she thought to herself.
DARBY’S HOUSE
Darby looked at herself in the mirror and felt good inside. Today was a big day and she couldn’t wait to get started. It was still early in the morning, but she wanted to get Ingrid inside a jail cell, then they could go invade Madam Broussard’s Burlesque showroom and retrieve the stolen jewelry that Ingrid had taken. She couldn’t wait to tell Sheriff Dickerson that the thief was finally caught and restore peace of mind to the women of Plotsville. She even had a good night’s rest. It was still weird sleeping with someone in her bed, but happy it was Becky. Her apprentice finished getting dressed and now they were ready to finally start to close some cases. “Are you ready Becky?” she asked.
“Ya betcha!!!” Becky said, then put on her cowboy hat. She felt especially happy because now, the tickling thief was finally apprehended. Not only was she happy that the victims of Ingrid would be safe and receive closure, but it also meant that she would receive the same. Ingrid had made her life a living nightmare and finally she started to believe things would get better. She really couldn’t wait to return the ruby to Mr. Prescott and hoped that Donna would be happy as well. “I am so happy we finally caught that vile Tickling Thief! She made so many women scared and now, she will be going to jail!” she beamed.
“Yes, she is. Ok, let’ go.” Darby said, then walked out of her bedroom and into the main living room. She saw Rosa and Kylie chatting with one another and saw Ingrid still resting on the floor. It was still surreal that her prisoner was in her home, but it also led to them breaking her and Ingrid spilling her guts. She looked at her barefeet and figured it was time to get her ready. “Hey Becky, can you put Ingrid’s shoes and socks back on? We won’t make her walk barefoot to jail.” she requested.
“Sure thing!” Becky said with enthusiasm. She made her way over to Ingrid and saw the small woman had a snarl on her face. She felt good knowing that Ingrid would never torment another woman unless it was in jail. She looked nearby and saw the shoes and socks. She grabbed them and then looked at Ingrid. “Ready to put yer cute barefeet back in these socks and shoes? Hehehe” she gloated.
Ingrid looked at that happy look on Becky’s face and she felt anger, but also humiliation. She was barefoot because these women stripped her of her footwear and tickled her sensitive feet. Now she was headed to jail and everyone in the room was very happy. Having Becky put on her shoes and socks was very embarrassing. She really hated the look on her face. “I hate you….” she growled.
“Hehehe come on Ingrid, ya don’t have to be so mad. I could tickle yer feet if ya like so you can laugh.” Becky teased. She really felt good that she was going to get the last laugh over Ingrid and then reached forward and grabbed Ingrid’s ankle. She lifted the tiny right foot up and started to put the sock on it. “Yer feet will be nice and snug once again.” she teased.
“I REALLY hate you. You got me now, but I promise… I will escape and I will come find you. I am going to tie you up again, cut off all your clothes and I promise, that naked body of yours will suffer a lot.” Ingrid threatened as she felt her sock coming onto her foot, followed by her shoe. She then felt the left foot being put into the air and the sock covered that foot, then her shoe. She felt like a small child and really hated life. Once her shoes and socks were back on, she felt herself getting lifted to her feet by Becky and she could see everyone looking at her. “Who are you all looking at? I hate you all.” she told them.
“Hehehe you sure are cranky in the morning. I bet you won’t try to tickle any other women anymore. You got what you deserved.” Rosa said as she looked at Ingrid. She felt happy to be a part of the team and she looked forward to going to the showroom and helping Darby there. Once they wrapped that up, she was determined to find the one woman she wanted more than anything. La Diabla.
“Ok, let’s go ladies. Time to put this woman in jail!” Darby said, then she left her home, followed by the rest of the group. She knew there was quite a distance back to the Sheriff’s station and then she saw a neighbor riding down the street in her wagon. She whistled towards the neighbor, and they stopped. She explained that she needed a ride to take this prisoner to the Sheriff’s station, and the neighbor agreed to help. Darby told the woman who Ingrid was, and the neighbor was really excited. She had feared that his same woman would one day break into her home and steal her jewelry as well. Darby felt the wagon moving and she had a friendly chat with the neighbor. She was also thinking about how to invade the burlesque showroom. It was time to confront all of them and arrest anyone involved with illegal things.
Becky sat in the wagon next to Ingrid and Rosa was sitting on the other side of the thief. She felt really excited that this ordeal was just about over. She looked over at Kylie and saw her smiling. It was good to see her again and was happy she was there. She also thought about going to the Burlesque showroom. She wondered how Rita would react, and she really hoped she knew nothing about Ingrid’s actions. She had a major crush on the woman and the last thing she wanted was to see her get arrested. She looked towards Ingrid again and seeing her so sad and heartbroken really made her feel good inside.
Darby exited the wagon once they made it to the Sheriff’s station. She helped Rosa and Becky take Ingrid out of the wagon and she walked into the Sheriff’s station. She saw a few deputies looking at her and she told them that the thief that terrorized the town was finally apprehended. Her fellow deputies all cheered and one of them, Deputy Scott, took Ingrid to the jail cell area and she felt relieved. Now, she could give the Sheriff her news and get ready to investigate the show room. She walked to his office with Becky and knocked. She saw him motioning his hand and she entered the office. “Good morning, Sheriff!” she beamed.
Sheriff Dickerson saw his favorite deputy walk in and he was happy to see her so cheerful. He motioned his hand towards the chair and when she sat down, he grinned. “Good morning to you too, Darby. And Becky, good morning. What is going on this morning?” he asked.
“I, well, muhself and Becky, wanted to let you know that we finally caught the thief! The same one terrorizing Plotsville. We caught her and now she is in the jail.” Darby said with a huge smile.
“Really? That is great news!! Finally, this town could get some relief and some good news. Somehow, I knew you both would catch her. So, it was a woman after all, huh?” Sheriff Dickerson asked. He felt a huge streak of pride within his body knowing that Darby once again saved the town from a threat. He was also proud of Becky. The apprentice kept doing good things and especially after the recent mistakes, it was good to hear that she helped arrest this thief.
“Yes, it was a woman after all. In fact, the thief is Ingrid, the burlesque dancer. We caught her attacking a woman and we captured her. We also got her to admit where she hid the stolen jewelry. They are in a safe inside a back office at the Burlesque show building. Muhself and Becky are headed over now. In fact, we would like the team to help. This is our big capture!” Darby explained. She definitely wanted to leave out the details of how they got Ingrid to talk. She didn’t want that knowledge out just like she didn’t want anyone to know how she was tortured.
“This is GREAT NEWS!!! I am so proud of the both of you. It will be great to return the stolen jewels. I am glad they were not sold off already. I want you to go down there now. I can’t because I have to meet the mayor, and he wants the team to go over protocols for the festival coming up. It should take an hour, so we can head over there afterwards. You can start if you like. You and Becky can go there and retrieve the evidence. If they refuse to hand over the items, arrest them. I think they are all involved in the crime. Did Ingrid admit to that?” Sheriff Dickerson asked. He wanted to go to the building himself, but he didn’t want to risk the women leaving when he and the deputies had to go over protocol with the mayor.
“She did not. According to her, only she knew about it, but we all know that it is a lie. I will go down there, and I can take Rosa. She helped with the capture as well. She won’t have jurisdiction, but she can at least be great backup.” Darby told him. She remembered how effective Rosa was and it would be good to have some numbers there. She thought about Kylie, but the Sheriff definitely would not want a civilian to help out.
“Sounds like a plan. Once we are done with our meeting, then we will head over there unless you already had brought them all in. Hehehe Deputy Darby, you are truly sensational! I knew you could do it. Becky, thank you. Since you helped bring down this same thief that got the better of you at the Prescotts’, I will ask the mayor again about allowing an additional deputy. I am so proud of you.” Sheriff Dickerson smiled. He felt confident that Becky would be an effective deputy and wanted to put pressure on the mayor.
Becky heard that compliment and her entire body shook with excitement. She was very happy to hear the Sheriff talking about making her a deputy and not firing her. She wanted to scream in joy, but right now she had to act professionally and help Darby finish the job. She stood rigid once again and saluted the noble Sheriff. “Thank ya! I will keep doing muh best to serve the people of Plotsville!” she said with pride.
“I know you will. Ok ladies, let’s get to work.” Sheriff Dickerson said as he felt very excited. He wanted to go to the Burlesque showroom, but that festival was all the mayor talked about. He got up from his desk and headed out of his office with Darby and Becky.
“We will be right on it, Sheriff. I will see you soon!” Darby said as she watched her mentor go off with the other deputies. Deputy Scott was to remain behind because he had to guard Ingrid in the jail cell. She looked over at Rosa and Kylie and smiled. She felt proud of this group and now it was time to finish their task. “Ok ladies, we are going to the Burlesque showroom. Rosa will go inside with me and Becky. You won’t have any jurisdiction, but you can help me search and keep order in case the dancers want to interfere. Kylie, because you are not part of law enforcement, you will have to remain outside. Just yell or do something if something looks suspicious. Are we ready?” she asked her team.
“Let’s go do this. I am really looking forward to ending this, so we can go find La Diabla. I know that evil bitch is probably plotting something as we speak!” Rosa said, then rubbed her hands. She was very excited about searching for the outlaw and with these ladies, she knew her success rate was more probable.
“Yeah, we can search for her afterwards.” Darby said with a slightly enthusiastic response. She looked at both Kylie and Becky and they both had the same look. They couldn’t believe that La Diabla would commit some heinous crimes, especially during her vacation and being with both Cheyenne and Molly. She then headed out of the station. It was time to find those missing jewels and finally bring an end to the Tickling Thief!
BURLESQUE SHOWROOM
“That’s right, Marge. Let yourself go. Just cum your brains out. Hehehehe My feather loves your pussy.” Rita teased as she continued to stroke and tease the exposed and vulnerable pussy. She knew Marge was on edge and was trying to push her over. It was even better that she was going to force Marge to cum her brains out in front of everyone else. This was a true power move, and she knew Marge was not going to ever admit how she got into this position. She took the feather and started to apply more pressure to the love button. She really wanted to humiliate her boss and forcing her to orgasm would be the ultimate sign of her victory.
Marge felt that feather tickling and teasing her clit. She couldn’t help but feel the erotic pleasure and she was trying to prevent herself from having an orgasm. What made everything worse was the other dancers were in the room. They had no idea about the torture she had been through, and she was too embarrassed to admit she was defeated. They were watching her humiliation and had no idea what took place. The feather really was getting to her, and she was incredibly turned on. She kept feeling the soft feather teasing her private area. It was driving her crazy and hearing the other dancers cheering her orgasm on was so embarrassing. The orgasmic pangs started to build, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold off much longer. Her body craved this release after all the torture she had been through. “Mmmmmm……mmmmmm….” she moaned.
“Give it to me. Give it to me NOW!!!” Rita demanded, then fluttered the feather at a very fast pace. She knew Marge was going to explode. She saw her face and could tell she was in the throes of a massive orgasm building up. She wanted this victory. She wanted to make this woman lose control. After she was forced to orgasm yesterday, this would be the sweetest revenge. She looked over at her fellow dancers and could tell they were quite excited. She winked at them and then moved the feather even faster.
Marge felt that feather moving really fast and she felt that orgasm about to come out. Her body started the motion of release and knew it was all over. The wave of orgasmic pleasure got stronger and stronger and now she was on the edge. That feather kept tickling her pussy and finally, it broke her. She felt a massive orgasm coming out of her and she screamed in ecstasy. “OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!!!” she yelled.
Rita smiled when she saw the body having an orgasm. She was proud because she saw Marge starting to squirt a little. That sent chills throughout her entire body because she had just made the woman this burlesque show was named after was now squirting her cum out. She moved the feather away and watched as that pussy exploded and heard those orgasmic moans coming from the now defeated woman. She looked over and smiled at her friends. “She is such a squirter. Hehehe” she said with glee.
“WOW!!!! MARGE SQUIRTED!!!” Diane yelled out as she saw the love honey blasting out of her boss. She had never seen that before from Marge and she was blown away. She felt excited that she got to see a sexual interaction between Rita and Marge. Now her own lust was building up.
“Dammit!!! I want to fuck now!” Olga yelled out after watching the orgasmic spectacle. She looked over at Susan and licked her lips. “Hey, want to get each other off?” she asked with a smile.
“You are SO bad! Hehehehe I will admit that was a good show. Bravo!! Bravo!!!” Susan said and clapped her hands. She started to think a quickie with Olga might be a good idea, but they still had to get ready for the day’s shows.
Marge felt herself turning beet red after having such a massive orgasm and her dancers cheering for it. She felt so ashamed because it had been years since she squirted her orgasm out. Rita had completely dominated her now and she felt so weak. She looked at Rita and started to mewl for mercy. She hoped she would finally be free, and this ticklish nightmare was over. “Please…let me go.” she whispered.
Rita looked at Marge and knew she was finished. She heard her friends being happy and that made her happy. She had to get Marge released, so they could discuss how they were going to explain that she was going to be the new boss. She humiliated Marge, but if she told her fellow dancers, then it would completely destroy any ego Marge had left. She knew it was time to finish this spectacle and get Marge free. “hehehehe hey you guys, I am going to finish up in here with Marge. I hope you enjoyed the show. Now, we want to be alone for a moment. Will you excuse us?” she asked.
“Come on, girls. Let’s let them have their moment. Hehehehe I bet Marge will make Rita cum. I want to see that, but I am sure they will whisper sweet nothings to each other. Let’s go see Karla and get ready for today. Thank you two for such a great show.” Diane said, then stood up from the chair. She headed out of the room with Olga and Susan, and they all had great energy for the day. She knew today was going to be a very memorable day and was very happy about it.
Rita watched the women leave and when the door closed, she looked at Marge. She looked so tired. She looked very worn out. She put her face closer to hers and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. “Now, you can go free. But before I do, you remember everything we agreed upon, right? Or do I have to go back to your toes?” she warned.
Marge shuddered when she heard that threat and she quickly nodded her head. Her body was very sensitive at the moment and if Rita touched her naked toes, she would surely lose it. “Yes! Yes! I do! Please Rita, set me free.” she begged.
Rita smiled and then moved towards the right ankle. It was time to set Marge free, and they could begin the official process of transfer of ownership. It was surreal that she really would be the boss. Once she took over, she could tell Sylvia Cartier they were no longer going to be part of the sex trafficking ring. It was going to be dangerous, but she did not want any part of that crime any longer. She looked at those helpless toes sticking out of the torn stocking and smiled. She got to suck on those toes and broke her now former boss. She wanted to touch them one more time to send a warning message to Marge, but then she heard a noise. It was a loud noise as though something crashed. She wondered what it was all about because there seemed to be a commotion. She wondered what the others were doing and got off the bed. She looked at Marge still tied up on the bed, with her stockings ripped and her chest naked. Her underwear was still intact, and it just made her remember how she defeated her boss. “Hehehe I will be right back. What the hell are they doing out there?” she asked out loud.
Darby had burst into the showroom and had her gun out. It was time to raid this building, and she was not going to be nice about it. There was criminal activity in this place, and she had to make sure she was in charge. She went through the front door with Rosa and Becky, and they each had their guns out. She saw the dancers running around in a panic and she yelled out to them. “FREEZE!!! I SAID FREEZE!!!” she yelled.
Becky was extremely nervous bursting into this building. She liked this show and raiding it seemed hurtful. It had to be done, but she wondered if anyone else was connected to Ingrid’s crimes. She really hoped Rita wasn’t. She held her gun, but she knew she was a last resort. She was not a deputy, so Rosa had to be Darby’s immediate backup. She saw the other dancers now standing still and their hands were up. Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw a massive figure headed towards Darby on the left side. It was Karla the bouncer and she charged at a full head of steam! “DARBY!!! WATCH OUT!” she yelled.
Darby heard Becky’s yell, and she looked to her left. She saw this burly woman headed towards her and before she could turn her gun towards her, it was knocked away from her hand and the woman took a swing at her. She ducked just in time and now she was in a fight. She already knew Rosa and Becky were armed so the situation would be under control, but this woman was attacking her, and she had to put her down. “Freeze lady!!! Or I will arrest you!” she yelled.
Karla heard the noise from Darby and the others bursting into the building. She was loading some crates when she heard the noise. When she re-entered the main showroom, she saw Darby, Becky and another mysterious woman brandishing weapons and demanding everyone to freeze. She charged the deputy to make her pay for breaking into a private building. She heard of Darby’s talents, but she was very confident of her own skill. Now, she had a chance to defeat this woman in front of the others and perhaps do the same to them. “I am going to kick your ass! How dare you come in here and yelling! You are going to feel a lot of pain, BITCH!!!” she yelled, then took another swing.
Darby saw the swing coming and she ducked again. She felt her adrenaline surging and this was exciting. It had been a while since she fought another woman. The last physical fight she had with a woman was Thalia. Karla was a large woman, but she did not have the skill or discipline that the Greek bounty hunter had. This also gave her a chance to practice the fighting techniques she learned while fighting Thalia and even show off in front of Rosa. She saw Karla taking wild swings and she easily sidestepped them, then counter punched a few times in the midsection. She didn’t hit Karla too hard, but enough to keep her off balance. She made sure she watched out in case she pulled a weapon, but this bodyguard seemed like she wanted a physical fight. “What’s the matter? Too slow? You must be getting old or something. Hehe” she taunted.
Karla heard Darby mocking her and it really got her angry. She wanted to punch her lights out and embarrass her in front of everyone. She thought about the night Darby was drugged and taken to the backroom. She was then tickled tortured out of her mind and even was forced to have an orgasm. She figured once she knocked her out again, she would take care of the other two women, and tickle Darby again. This time, she would be a part of it. She was surprised how agile and quick Darby was. The deputy was a tall woman, 6’1” tall and very lean. She figured she would grab her and exploit her greatest weakness. Her ticklishness. “I am going to beat you down and make you mine. COME HERE!!” she growled.
Darby looked over at Rosa and winked. She saw Karla charging in again and she easily moved to the side, then started to rapidly swing her fists to the stomach area, then finished with a strong shot to the jaw. She knew she connected with a good shot because she heard the air coming out of Karla and the woman staggered. She waited for her to turn around and then did some quick jabs to the face, and when the woman was starting teeter backwards, she lunged forward with a perfectly formed tackle to the midsection and got her to the ground. Now that she was on the ground, she struck Karla a few times in the collarbone area to stun her, then rolled her over onto her stomach. She then looked at Becky and smiled. “Throw me a pair of cuffs!” she told her.
Becky was smiling from ear to ear when she saw her mentor take down the much larger woman. She had seen Darby take down men easily, so seeing Karla go down was no surprise. Her admiration continued to grow for Darby, and she wanted to learn how to fight just like her. She tossed her a pair of cuffs that she had and watched as Karla’s wrists were now tied behind her back. Darby placed one knee in the small of the back and she saw her wiping her hands. “Hehehe wow. Ya are amazing.” she said with pride in her voice.
Rosa watched with delight as she saw Darby in action for the very first time. She marveled at her fighting skills, and the reputation of this famous deputy was true. For such a tall woman, she was surprisingly athletic and agile. She knew how to fight and take people down without using her gun. She really admired that because she also learned how to fight being a part of the Mexican Rurales. She wondered if she could ever spar with Darby for fun. It would be good to fight against another woman and learn some techniques too. She smiled at her and winked. “Wow, that looked easy. Hehehe” she snickered.
Karla was on the floor and felt embarrassed. She had the size advantage over Darby, and she got beaten up rather quickly. She didn’t even really get any good shots in on Darby. The reputation of Darby was well earned, even though she really wanted to kill her. She grunted as she tried to get her wrists free to no avail. It was also frustrating because she remembered how all the dancers loved talking about Darby’s naked body and how she was extra ticklish, even without the effects of the potion. They bragged about her feet and how perfect they were. Now she was defeated and trapped. “DAMN YOU!!! Let me go!!! I didn’t do anything!” she yelled.
“Didn’t do anything? You just tried to beat me up. Since I didn’t do anything to you, you just attacked an officer of the law. That’s not good. Now, let me get to muh job.” Darby said, then stood up. She saw the stunned look on the dancers’ faces and smiled at them. “Ladies, right now just stay where you are. I am going to the back office and doing muh duty. If any of you try to interfere, I will have you arrested. I am praying that none of you are involved, but you wait here for me to make that determination. Becky, follow me.” she told them and then motioned her hand towards Becky.
Rita came out into the main showroom and saw there was a mess. She looked around and saw all the dancers with their hands up and Deputy Darby Reeves had entered the building. She had no idea what was going on and she was very concerned. She approached Darby and smiled. “Hello, deputy. Um, why are you here? The show doesn’t start till later.” she asked.
Darby saw Rita and smiled. She was the lead dancer, and she remembered speaking to her before. She seemed really nice, and she hoped that she wasn’t a part of Ingrid’s crimes or she would be arrested too. “I am here to go into the office and open up the safe. I captured the thief going around Plotsville terrorizing everyone and she said she stashed the jewelry she stole inside this place. Now, show me where the office is so I can confirm that information.” she told her.
Rita’s jaw dropped and her heart stopped when she heard what Darby said. She said she captured the thief and suddenly, she realized that Ingrid was not here, and she must have been captured! That was not good because it meant that their entire operation was in jeopardy. She knew those jewels were in Marge’s safe and that could spell doom for all of them. “Um, why would the thief leave jewels here? You said it was a woman?” she asked nervously.
“Yes, the thief going around breaking into women’s homes, tying them up and forcing them to give up their valuable jewelry works here. I am sure you know who that is. Ingrid is the thief! Now, show me the safe.” Darby commanded. She could see the nervousness in Rita and now it seemed like these dancers were all part of it. She really wanted to find the jewels now and then bring all of them in.
“What? Ingrid? Ingrid is the thief???” Rita asked in fake shock. Her entire world was starting to turn for the worse because they were going to find evidence about the robberies and they were all soon to be in trouble. It also dawned on her that Marge was still tied up in the backroom and nearly naked. She got extremely nervous and frightened because their worst case scenario was unfolding. She saw Becky walked up next to Darby and now she felt really terrible. Becky was going to know they were all criminals and knew she might be heartbroken. “Becky!!! Is it true? Is Ingrid the thief?” she asked, hoping to play on her relationship with Becky to help calm the situation.
Becky saw Rita standing there and her heart fluttered. She was smitten with the beautiful woman, and she was surprised to see her there. She really hoped Rita was not part of Ingrid’s crimes. She knew Darby had to do her job, but she really wanted to help the woman who got into her heart. She could hear the nervousness in the voice, and she wanted to calm her down. “Yeah, Ingrid is the thief. We caught her in the act. She told us that the jewels were here. Do ya know anythin’ about them?” she asked, trying to give Rita a way out.
Rita swallowed hard when she heard that question. She kept thinking that once they found those jewels, the entire show was going to be shut down. She also realized that Marge was incapacitated at the moment. She knew Marge would be able to handle this situation since she knew everything and usually had things under control. Her breaking of the woman was definitely a detriment at the moment, and she wondered if she could get her free, clean her up and get her to stop Darby from discovering the truth. “Um, I am stunned. Ingrid was such a great worker and dancer. Do you really believe her?” she asked.
“Yes, we do. Now Rita, step aside. I have muh work to do.” Darby commanded then walked forward. She saw Rita get in the way and she looked really nervous. She recognized that type of behavior and had a feeling this woman knew all about Ingrid and her crimes. It would be highly unlikely that Ingrid could have done everything she did and no one else knew about it. She pushed Rita aside and headed towards the backroom area.
“Becky! Listen, I am absolutely stunned that Ingrid was caught as the thief. She is a really nice lady. Do you guy have to go back there?” Rita asked as she looked at beautiful Becky. She thought about how she even had that confrontation with Marge. It was over Becky and her safety. She hoped that Becky could do something right now, or she would be going to jail too.
“Yeah, we do. Don’t ya worry! I don’t think ya had anythin’ to do with her and her crimes. Ya really are a nice person, and I believe in ya.” Becky said with a smile. She could tell Rita was very concerned and prayed that Rita was innocent.
Rita heard Becky’s words, and it hit her right in the heart. She knew Becky cared for her and even at this very moment, she continued to believe in her. That made her feel loved and worth torturing Marge over. It also broke her heart knowing she was about to disappoint Becky. Her emotions started to rise up and she wanted to cry. The stress of everything was really hitting her now and her eyes started to get watery. “You really are the best…..” she replied.
Becky smiled and blushed when she heard those words. She really liked Rita and wanted to spend more time with her. She could tell she was getting emotional and wondered why. She took her hand and held it softly. “Hey, everythin’ will be ok. I am sure we will find the jewels and the nightmare of the thief will be over. I know it must be horrible to learn that yer fellow dancer is a criminal. But ya? Ya have a heart of gold. No need to cry muh friend. Everythin’ will be ok.” she told her.
Rita felt terrible at the moment. Becky was being her normal innocent self and that was one of the things she adored about her. That made her feel extremely sad because once she found out about her involvement, it would surely crush her. She never wanted to hurt Beckly. She even attacked and dominated her boss to protect her. It was all coming unglued and she felt tears leave her eyes. She wondered if she should just confess because it would be better for Becky to hear it from her, instead of being surprised later. “Becky…..my sweet Becky. Thank you for being you. Just remember this. I really like you. You are the most amazing woman I have ever known. So kind, so innocent. I want you to know that I did everything I could to protect you. I don’t want you to get hurt. Just know that I have feelings for you and I want to see you happy.” she told her.
Becky felt shy and also loved hearing those words told to her. She really liked Rita and hearing her say those nice things warmed her heart. But she also noticed that she was emotional and seemed like she wanted to confess something. She wondered if there was something in the backroom that would get Rita in trouble. She dismissed those thoughts because she was a very nice woman and would never do anything to hurt her. She was curious as to why Rita said that she did everything to protect her. She didn’t know what she needed protection from. She smiled at her and wanted to comfort her too. “I will be right back. Once we are done then maybe we can have some lunch or somethin’. Hehehe” she said, then headed to the backroom to catch up with Darby.
Rita watched Becky disappear into the backroom and knew things were going to change as of this moment. She really hoped she didn’t hurt Becky because she was about to get a few surprises shortly. She looked around the room and everyone had their hands up. She saw Rosa pointing a gun at all of them and she lowered her head and awaited the aftermath. “Dammit….” she said to herself.
Darby made it to Marge’s office and went inside. It was a nice office, and she looked around trying to find a safe. She remembered the combination that Ingrid said, and she felt her pulse quickening. She looked towards the bookshelves that were lined up against the wall and then towards the picture that was on the wall behind the desk. She wondered if the safe was hiding behind a picture which would make sense. Usually, business owners hide their safes to avoid them being out in plain view. She went to the picture behind the desk and moved it to the side. She was disappointed to see the wall and figured it must have been behind the other picture. She then heard a noise and saw Becky walk in. “You made it. Ok, let’s find this safe.” she told her.
Becky was excited to be part of the investigation. She looked around the office and then noticed something in the corner of the office behind the desk. There seemed to be a stocky piece of furniture that had some paper on top. She tilted her head to the side and saw that it was almost a square piece of furniture. She saw Darby walking from behind the office and headed towards the wall, but she had a feeling the safe was in that piece of furniture. “Hey, do ya think it is in there?” she asked, then pointed towards the wooden object.
Darby looked over and saw what Becky was talking about. She felt herself being a little silly and went over to the object and opened up the door of the furniture. She giggled to herself because the safe was right inside. She looked over at Becky and smiled. “Yep, it is. hehehehe good job muh apprentice.” she told her.
Becky felt excited because she discovered the safe. This was the moment of truth. She watched as Darby started to move the dial on the safe door and then she heard a click! The combination was correct and now she felt really nervous. The end of the Tickling Thief was near, and she prayed the jewelry was in there. She watched as the door opened up and she was on edge. “Are they in there?” she asked.
Darby managed to open the safe door and then opened it up. Once she looked inside, she smiled. There were papers and other things, but she saw a metal container. She took the container out and she felt really excited. She saw that it was full of jewelry and especially saw the ruby. “Got it. We did it, Becky. We did it.” she said with such relief in her voice.
“We did it? We did it!!!!” Becky said with excitement. She got closer to Darby and looked inside. She saw the jewelry and felt such relief in her body. Her eyes also saw that ruby jewel, which was the cause of her recent misery. She didn’t know how to feel. There was such elation flowing through her that she could finally move past that part of her life and it also made her emotional. She had been utterly humiliated because of that ruby. Now, it could go back to where it belongs.
“Yes, we did it. Ok, let’s look around. I got a feeling that this is not the only thing this place is guilty of. I have a feeling they committed other crimes because it is peculiar that Ingrid would do all that stealing, place the evidence inside this building and no one else knew. In fact, where is Marge? Let’s see if she is here.” Darby said. She felt excited because this was a great bust. This would help solve some issues in town, even though it would also make Donna Prescott look great. That woman constantly berated this place and called it a house of sin. There were stolen jewels inside this place and the Tickling Thief worked here. There had to be a connection to other things. She headed out of the office with the jewelry in hand and noticed the long hallway. She saw the doors of other rooms and figured she could take a look just to see if everything was in order. “Hey, I think we should look in these other rooms. Let’s see if anything else is in this place.” she said to Becky.
“Ok, let’s go check it out. I think the others might be innocent. I think it is just Ingrid really. Maybe even Marge. But I have doubts about Rita and the others. They are so nice.” Becky said, with her feelings growing for the woman.
Darby wondered why Becky seemed to defend the others and said Rita’s name specifically. She thought it was cute that Becky made friends with the dancers, and she hoped they were innocent. She smiled at Becky and nodded her head. “Maybe so, but it is our duty to check. We have to make sure that any other crimes are found out. If they are innocent, then we won’t find anything. Plus, I want to speak with Marge. These jewels were in a safe in her office. I find it hard to believe she didn’t know about any of this.” she responded.
“Ya got a point. Ok, let’s look around.” Becky said then headed down the hallway. She opened one of the doors and it appeared to be a cleaning closet. She felt a sense of relief that it was. She started to feel nervous. She really hoped there wasn’t any evidence of other crimes because it might involve Rita. That woman was precious to her, and she just had to prove she was innocent. Ingrid was very guilty, and Marge had to be in on it, but Rita had to be innocent because she had such a good heart. She continued to look into rooms and noticed there were a lot of storage rooms. It made sense considering this building used to be a place of business before the owner moved away. Then Marge used this building for her shows. She felt confident that nothing else would be found.
Darby looked through a few rooms and noticed that one of them had a star on it. She wondered if that was the dressing room for the ladies because they had to change somewhere. She got next to the door and placed her ear on it. She didn’t hear any noise, then did a knock. She thought she heard something faint and then opened the door. Once she opened the door and walked in, her jaw dropped. She saw that the room appeared to be some kind of bedroom, which had a table, chairs, and a bed. There were some mirrors and a wardrobe. She had found their dressing room, but it was what she saw on the bed that made her shocked. She saw a woman on the bed, tied down with her hands over her head and her legs were spread wide opened and tied down to the sides of the bed. She could see the woman had her naked breasts exposed, she was in her underwear, and her feet were out of the stockings. She looked exhausted and saw the red hair. She was stunned to see who the woman was. “Marge???? Is that you?” she called out.
Marge heard a voice by the door, and she looked over in that direction. She was feeling so tired and hoped it was one of her dancers coming back to rescue her from this situation. She looked through her hazy, tear-soaked eyes and saw a red-haired woman approaching her. She had no idea who it was because she was the only red-haired woman in this building. Then as her eyes cleared, she started making out the facial features. This stunned her because it was Deputy Darby! Now she was fully aware of who was looking at her and she felt completely embarrassed. Darby was looking at her in this very compromising position and she felt deeply ashamed. It was ironic that Darby saw her like this considering she had the famous deputy in this exact same position not too long ago and put her body through complete tickle hell. She remembered how she tickled Darby into oblivion and made her have a very strong orgasm. It was one of her greatest moments. Darby had a very sexy body that was very sensitive and also very sensual. She remembered those feet of hers as well. She had never seen such perfect feet before and the skin on the bottoms was incredibly soft, and a deep pink color. She cherished those ticklish feet and after making her cum, she would always be remembering conquering Plotsville’s greatest hero. Now, she was tied down and almost naked. She hoped that she would not be subject to any revenge if Darby remembered or learned about what happened to her. “D-Darby? Is that you?” she asked.
“Yes, it is me. What the hell happened to you?” Darby asked. It was a total shock to her system to see the owner of the burlesque show tied down on a bed and nearly naked. She had her underwear on, and her stockings, even though the feet were out of them. She wondered if that was what Rita was doing. It took a while for Rita to come into the main showroom, and it made sense. She and Marge must have been playing sexual games. She felt a little embarrassed now, and she knew Marge had to feel the same way. “Oh, I think I know. I’m sorry to interrupt your, um, game.” she said, then blushed.
Marge heard the softness in Darby’s voice, and she figured that Darby must have thought she was having a sexual encounter with someone. She felt some relief because she never wanted to admit that Rita defeated her and dominated her. She wondered if somehow, she could turn this against her dancer but knew that would lead to more questions. Right now, she wanted to be set free. “That’s ok. Um, can you untie me?” she asked politely.
“Um, sure.” Darby responded. She put down the box of jewels and started to go towards the wrists. She could see the ropework and found it impressive. It appeared that whoever tied these wrists was very good at it. She worked her fingers through the ropes and finally it came undone. She set the wrists free, then headed towards the right ankle. “I know I shouldn’t say anything while you are like this, but I hope you had fun.” she said.
Marge blushed a little and hoped that she could somehow get out of this predicament without anyone knowing what happened. She felt relief as her wrists were finally free. She felt the rope loosen around her right ankle and she looked at her foot. She saw her naked toes sticking out of the stocking and remembered what Rita did to those toes. Then she thought about why Darby was even here. Her heart started to beat faster and wondered if something went wrong. “Hey, what brings you back here?” she asked.
“I will tell ya in a sec. Let me get you free first.” Darby said. She untied the right ankle, then she wondered if she should have kept Marge tied up. It would have allowed her to confess to know about Ingrid’s crimes. Now that she got her wrists and right ankle freed, she had to finish the job and free the left one. She wanted Marge to at least put on a shirt because she could see those naked breasts.
Becky came into the room looking for Darby because she wasn’t in the hallway and wondered if she found something interesting. She saw Darby by the bed and then her eyes nearly popped out. She saw a very exposed Marge on the bed and Darby was untying her. It was surprising to say the least and she wondered if there was some kind of sexual game going on. “Um, pardon me.” she said with a shy smile.
Marge looked to her left and towards the door. Her jaw dropped because she saw Becky Lockhart standing there gawking at her. That was the woman that was the cause of her trauma at the hands of Rita. That was the woman she wanted to capture, strip her naked, and torture her. The same woman that was supposed to be today’s victim to become a sex slave. Now, she was standing there, and she was the one tied down. She felt even more embarrassment because that goofy woman was now safe. “Becky is here too?” she asked.
“Yes, she is helping me. Now…..you are free.” Darby said as she finished with untying the left ankle. Now Marge was free, and she was preparing to interrogate her. This was the boss and owner of this show. This woman would know everything, and she was determined to get some answers. She stood up and stared at Marge. She could see the woman sitting up and looking like she was trying to get herself together again. She looked worn out and she tried not to use her imagination. “I have a few questions for you.” she told her.
Marge started to feel nervous again because Darby’s voice sounded serious. She was free from her bondage and looked towards the door. Becky was standing there blocking her escape path and she took a deep breath. She had no idea what Darby was going to ask and then her eyes caught something. She looked on the floor and what she saw made her heart stop. It was the container full of jewels that Ingrid had stolen. Darby brought them into this room meaning she must have known about Ingrid. She felt her body go cold because now she knew what the questions might be referencing. She had no idea how to answer it, and she started to tremble. She looked back at Darby who had a serious look on her face. “Sure, um, ask away. What can I help you with?” she asked nervously.
“You are probably wondering why I am here. Well, as you know, there was this thief going around Plotsville, breaking into women’s homes, tying them up, and forcing them to reveal their jewelry. There were many victims. Many women were scared. The thief was captured and when we took off her mask, lo and behold, we discovered it was Ingrid. Your dancer. First question. Did you know she was the thief?” Darby asked as she folded her arms. It was time to get some answers, and she was ready to arrest Marge. It was a little strange asking her questions when the woman’s breasts were out for everyone to see.
Marge started to sweat hearing that question. Ingrid was captured somehow and now the entire operation was in jeopardy. She knew Darby was telling the truth because the container of jewels was in the room and she wondered how Ingrid was caught. Now, she had to answer if she knew anything about it. “Ingrid was the thief? H-How is that possible?” she asked hoping to somehow absolve her and the others from Ingrid.
Darby heard that response and could tell Marge was already hiding something. That would allow her to arrest Marge and finally bring down whatever criminal ring there was. “Yes, Ingrid was the thief. She admitted she stashed her stolen jewels HERE in a safe in YOUR office. So, I am going to ask you again. Tell me the truth. Did you know she was the thief?” she asked.
Marge looked around the room desperately. There was no path to escape, and she did not want to go to jail. She really liked Ingrid, but she had to protect herself and her business. “I-I didn’t know. I can’t believe it! I trusted her and she did that to women? That….that is terrible news.” she said, hoping to sound convincing.
“Yes, it is terrible. Marge, I am not in the mood for games. She put the jewels in your safe. You had to notice them. With that evidence, I am placing you under arrest. Stand up and turn around. Wait, put some clothes on. You are going to jail.” Darby said with authority in her voice. She already had enough evidence to at least get Marge on trial. The simple fact that Ingrid was her worker and the jewels were in her office safe, that was enough to arrest her.
“WHAT?? YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!!! I DIDN’T KNOW!!!!” Marge yelled. She saw Darby take out her gun and her emotions started to really go wild. She looked over at Becky and she seemed ready to pounce on her just in case. She could not believe she was being arrested and now she wondered what would happen to her business. She also wondered if Darby knew about the trafficking ring. She was not going to say anything about that unless she was presented with that evidence. That was a far more serious crime. Right now, she could still deny knowing anything about the jewels and she stood up. She looked for her dress and was very cautious because Darby had her gun ready. “Darby, listen to me. I had NO idea she was a thief. I am just as disappointed as you are. Please don’t take me to jail! What about my other dancers?” she asked.
“Well, if they were involved then they get arrested too. It is very disappointing that you were involved in that scheme. This business, even with its faults, was good for the town and now, it may have to be shut down. Put your clothes on and let’s go.” Darby demanded. She watched as Marge started to put her dress back on and she felt excited. She loved stopping criminals, and this was going to be a huge victory. She was anxious for Sheriff Dickerson and the rest of the deputies to arrive, so they could comb through the building looking for any other crimes. If they discovered anything else, they would arrest everyone involved. She saw Marge putting on her boots and now it was time to cuff the woman. “Becky, make sure she doesn’t try anything. I am about to cuff her.” she instructed.
Becky was still in total disbelief that all of this was happening. She liked coming to this burlesque show and even met someone that she started to develop some feelings for. Now, they were invading the place and trying to find criminal activity. She watched as Darby cuffed Marge’s wrists behind her back, and she still hoped nothing else was found. It would be heartbreaking if others, especially Rita, were involved in crimes.
“Darby! This is all a misunderstanding! Why do you have to arrest me? This is not fair!!” Marge yelled as she was now pushed forward, and she was headed out of the room. She felt anxious and tried to think of something to get herself released. She was really worried that if Darby snooped around this place long enough, they would find out about their other crimes. She also remembered the potion was out there and if discovered, that could ruin everything. She walked into the main showroom and immediately felt embarrassed. The dancers were all standing there with their hands up, while Karla the bouncer was handcuffed. She saw Rosa pointing a gun at all of them and she was really nervous now. If Karla was captured, then she knew they were in deep trouble. She was their muscle and now she was incapacitated. “Darby!!! Let us go!! We didn’t know!” she called out.
Rita saw Marge getting escorted out and she felt embarrassed. Marge was wearing her clothes and now that she was wearing them, it meant Darby must have found her in that compromising position. She wondered if Marge said anything, but right now she seemed to be denying everything. She knew they had to be quiet, or they were all going to jail. She saw Becky emerging from the back hallway and she felt sad. She was definitely in trouble, and worried that Becky would see her in a different light. Not knowing what Marge had said in the back, she predicted she probably said harsh things about her. She saw the apprentice approaching her and she felt nervous. Once Becky got close, she felt the need to explain things. “Becky, I am so sorry you had to find out. I-I just had to do it.” she told her.,
Becky approached Rita to tell her that everything would be ok and not to get too concerned. She was very confident that Rita was innocent of everything, and it was her turn to comfort her. She knelt down by her side and smiled. She knew Darby was getting things organized inside this main showroom, so she wanted to take a moment to talk to Rita. She heard Rita telling her she had to find out something and it confused her. “What did you do?” she asked.
“I am sorry I had to tie up Marge. I promise, it was to protect you.” Rita blurted out. She really hoped Marge didn’t lie and told her that she tried to hurt Marge in some kind of way by tying her up.
“Protect me from what?” Becky asked in confusion. She had no idea what Rita was talking about and now her curiosity was piqued.
“From being a,…” Rita started to say, then realized that Becky had no idea what she was talking about. She felt a rush of fear flowing through her because she almost admitted there was a sex trafficking ring in error. She clamped her lips shut and looked into those eyes. “Nothing. Forget what I said. I am just really scared.” she finished.
“Rita, ya can trust me. Ya said ya were tryin’ to protect me? Protect me from becoming what?” Becky asked. Now she was really curious and wondered what Rita was trying to say. She seemed really on edge and wanted to comfort her.
“Becky……” Rita began, then started to feel sad. She did want to tell her everything because she cared about her, but it could also spell doom for her. She looked at her fellow dancers and knew they would also go to jail as well if the sex ring was discovered. If Marge went to jail for it, it would also be bad because she would probably rat all of them out. She looked at that sweet face and felt her emotions building. “…I will tell you one day. Right now, just know that I really care about you and I would be willing to do anything to protect you.” she told her.
“Ok….Ya know ya can trust me. Ya can tell me anything. I….I care for you.” Becky said, lowering her voice. She did not want Darby to know she had feelings for Rita because that would immediately complicate everything. Then she heard Darby speaking and it was time to pay attention.
“Listen ladies, as you know, Ingrid is the thief that terrorized this town. We found the stolen jewels here in this location. Now, all of you are now suspects. Marge is going to jail and there will be further investigation. If I were you, I would start talking because it can only help your cause.” Darby told the group. She knew that in these situations, criminals usually looked out for themselves and would tell on the others to save themselves. She looked at the other dancers and waited for one of them to react. Then she heard a noise at the door and turned around. She saw some people walking in and saw who it was. It was Sheriff Dickerson and a few of the deputies. She felt relief because now this place could be locked down and thoroughly investigated. She saw her mentor standing there and she approached him. Sheriff! You made it faster than I thought.” she smiled.
“Yes, it didn’t take too long to go over the protocols. We were done, so we headed here. I can see you have things under control. Great job! Did you find the jewels?” Sheriff Dickerson asked. He was extremely proud that Darby was able to secure a crime scene with minimal help, but it also meant Becky was useful. His confidence in the apprentice grew even more.
“Yes! They were in the safe, right where Ingrid confessed. I arrested Marge, and now everyone else is under suspicion. Time for us to tear this place apart. Hopefully we don’t discover anything else.” Darby replied. She saw the other deputies starting to head towards the back area and a few of them were in the front. She knew some of them were disappointed that this show was probably going to end forever in Plotsville because some of them attended. She talked to the Sheriff a few times and saw the other deputies starting to cuff the other dancers. She looked over at Rita and saw Becky was next to her and they appeared to be whispering. She wondered what that was all about and hoped Becky would tell her later.
Rita watched as the deputies were handcuffing everyone and now, they were going through the place. She knew they were going to find some of the evidence about the robberies that they committed. That would send her to trouble, and she thought about what Darby said. Cooperating witnesses were usually given more leniency in their own cases, and she started to think about hers. She thought about potentially confessing about the sex ring. She absolutely hated it and thought about some of the victims. She thought about how their lives were totally turned upside down and if she didn’t say anything, then they were going to suffer for the rest of their lives. It was why she desperately wanted to protect Becky from Marge. She did not want that fate for her. Now, everything was falling apart, and she felt emotional. It was nice that Becky seemed so comforting, but she knew deep down, she was in deep trouble. “Becky, I-I have to tell you something.” she whispered.
“OK LADIES! While we are going through our checks here, we will send you to the jail. Now, if there is no other evidence of crimes, you will be released. We need to do our work. You will go with Deputy Bill, Deputy Tom, Becky and Rosa. I highly suggest you follow their orders, or you will face major consequences.” Sheriff Dickerson announced. He wanted to clear the dancers out of the crime scene so that they would not try to interfere. He wanted Darby to remain there because she was his Chief Deputy, and she was already busting the whole case open. He looked over at Bill and nodded his head. He wanted male deputies to escort the ladies to prevent them from possibly overpowering Becky, and he wanted Rosa to leave because she had no jurisdiction.
Becky looked at Rita and held up her hand. Something seemed to be bothering her, and she wondered if she could talk to her once they arrived at the station. She lifted Rita up from her chair and started to head out of the building with the other prisoners. She leaned closer to her and whispered into her ear. “Ya can tell me when we are back at the station.”
Rita nodded her head and felt herself about to break down. She knew when she told Becky about the sex ring, everything was going to change. She saw Marge getting walked out and she looked at her. Even though they just had a major confrontation that she won, she still felt that they were going down together in the end. Ingrid being caught was the tip of the iceberg and their entire livelihoods were about to end. When she thought about it, she was happy that she saved Becky. She did manage to protect her, even though fate was going to intervene anyway. “Ok. It is important.” she replied.
Marge walked out of the building and her emotions were shattered. When she started the day, she was in control and was looking forward to a major payday Now, her entire empire was crumbling because Ingrid was caught. She even was going to give up her business to Rita after being tortured. She wished she had made it official because that would have been Rita’s office technically. She felt herself getting put into a wagon next to the others and she hung her head low. She looked up briefly and stared at Rita. Even though she was angry at her, they were going down together. “Damn…” she said looking at her dancer.
Becky sat in the wagon and had to help keep an eye out on everyone. She saw a crowd gathering and knew the people wanted to know what was happening. She smiled because once they found out that the thief was caught, they would be really happy. She looked at Rita and saw her looking at Marge. She knew they were close to one another and were probably having sex when she showed up. She didn’t know how to feel about that but knew that they were really close. She wondered what Rita wanted to tell her. It seemed really important, and she figured she should get them alone so she could learn whatever it was. The wagon finally made it to the Sheriff’s station, and she hopped on out. “Ok, time to get them into the jail for now.” she said.
Rita felt herself getting up and then carefully taken out of the wagon. She looked up and saw the Sheriff’s station in front of her. This was the moment of truth. Her life was going to change forever from this point forward. She figured the decent thing she could do was get those other poor ladies out of danger. She walked into the station with the others, and her heart was heavy. She felt extremely nervous and as they were headed to the back of the station where the jail cells were, she looked at Becky. She figured it was time to tell her, so that those poor women could be rescued. “Becky, can we talk alone for a moment?” she asked.
“Um, sure. Let me take ya into Darby’s office quickly. Since the others are getting processed, I guess we can chat for a moment.” Becky replied. Her anxiety went up because Rita had been meaning to tell her something ever since they were in the showroom. She wondered if she was going to express any emotions. She knew Rita cared for her and her feelings for the dancer were growing. Maybe she wanted to let her know this before she went to jail. She quickly walked Rita into the office and closed the door. She guided her to the chair, and she sat in Darby’s seat. She felt excited sitting in her mentor’s seat and wondered if she would ever become the Chief Deputy one day when Darby took over as Sheriff. She looked at Rita and she looked really emotional. Now her nerves were on edge, and she felt her breathing get shallow. She took a deep breath and then smiled. “Ok, what did ya want to tell me?” she asked.
Rita went into the office, and she felt extremely nervous. This was going to be a huge moment in her life. She knew once she let this information out, things were going to be very different. She looked at Becky’s sweet smiling face and that calmed her. She figured she would also let Becky know how she felt too. “Well, before I give you information that will probably blow your mind, I just wanted to tell you that I think you are so beautiful, and I really admire you. You are a shining light, and you deserve the absolute best. I like you, Becky Lockhart. I like you a lot.” she told her.
Becky started to blush when she heard those words. It felt good to be adored by someone and she felt nervous. She looked down at the desk for a moment because she felt incredibly shy. She was happy that Rita had some feelings for her, and she had some for her in return. “Well, I like ya too. I think about ya a lot and I….well, I like ya too.” she responded in a very shy voice.
“That really means a lot to me. You are special and I wish I could just spend every day with you. In secret of course, but you are truly amazing. Now, when you hear my news, please understand that it was very hard for me. What has taken place is something I did not like. I was forced into it. I need this to end because I feel so guilty.” Rita said. She felt her heart beating out of her chest because she was about to reveal the heinous crime.
“Rita, what is it? I know ya are a good person with a heart of gold. What were ya forced into?” Becky asked. She could see how worried Rita was and wanted to comfort her. She wondered if she was about to admit to committing a serious crime, which would definitely change things for the both of them.
“Well….you and this entire office discovered that Ingrid was the thief going around and torturing those women with tickling. Yes, we knew about it. But it is not the first time Ingrid was caught. Someone else caught her but it led to something more sinister.” Rita started to say. She knew she just got everyone inside the burlesque show in trouble, and she felt guilty. It was the only way she could explain how they got involved with Sylvia’s sex trafficking ring. She had to build their case of defense once the ring was broken up. She did not want the dancers to serve many more years for their involvement.
Becky’s jaw dropped when she heard the admission that the burlesque show knew about Ingrid and her thieving ways. It blew her mind because that meant that they allowed Ingrid to torture all those women. She looked at Rita and she felt her heart breaking. She wondered if Rita knew that Ingrid had tortured her. She leaned back into the chair, and she felt her emotions starting to go into a flux. “Are ya serious? Ya knew she was the ticklin’ thief?” she asked.
“Yes, I did know. I am sorry to tell you this, but there is more. The woman who captured Ingrid came to our showroom and threatened us. She told us that she would expose our entire group unless we helped her do something far more serious. I swear to you, Becky. I did not want any part of this. But we were forced. I guess because we are going to jail anyway, I might as well tell everything. This woman enlisted us to help run a sex trafficking ring.” Rita confessed. She felt very emotional, but also some elation that she was finally getting this off her chest. She already planned on breaking away from Sylvia Cartier after defeating Marge, so this was another way to do it.
Becky’s jaw nearly came off when she heard that news. She had just heard from the woman she had feelings for that they were part of some sex trafficking ring. That blew her mind because that was a very serious crime and after her own battle against Thalia and her gang, sex slavery was something that she had to deal with, and it always broke her heart. Defeating Thalia and her gang was very uplifting because she prevented women, including Darby, from a life of misery. Now, it appeared it was happening again. “Wait, what? Say that again.” she said in disbelief.
“Becky, there is a sex trafficking operation happening as we speak near Plotsville. In fact, there were a few women kidnapped from this town and they are being turned into sex slaves. I was there. I saw them. In fact, and this will shock you, Donna Prescott is there.” Rita continued to confess. She was hoping that by divulging this information, those women at the facility would be rescued. She hated it being on her conscience that she was part of that and wanted them all to be safe, including Donna.
Becky felt lightheaded hearing this news. She had just been told that women from Plotsville had been kidnapped and were being tortured into being sex slaves. What really blew her mind was that Donna’s name was mentioned. It made her think back to Mr. Prescott saying that his daughter was missing. Now it all made sense. Donna disappeared and no one had seen her. There appeared to be something in the Prescott house that indicated a struggle and she and Darby were to find her. Hearing this news made her realize that Donna was kidnapped against her will and she needed to be saved. Then she remembered some other names of women that were missing. She remembered the mother of a young lady named Alice reported her daughter missing. She could barely speak, but this was the moment she had to step up. “Rita? Are ya sure? I know Mr. Prescott said his daughter was missing. She is part of this sex trafficking ring?” she asked.
“Yes, I saw her get tortured there myself. I know she can be a real bitch sometimes but seeing her so terrified really got to me. She was really tortured, Becky. It was sad. Please, you got to stop them. They are looking for more women and I just don’t want them to get away with it.” Rita continued to confess. She felt bad for those women and even though she knew this would cause trouble, at least innocent women could be saved.
“I-I can’t believe it. Wait right here! I have to bring in someone to help me with this. I am kinda new at this law enforcement thing.” Becky said, then stood up. She wanted to go tell Darby so that they could go get ready to rescue the women. The way Rita was speaking, it was urgent that they do so. She went outside the office and then remembered that Darby was at the Burlesque showroom. She saw Rosa standing nearby and she figured she could tell her. Kylie was probably still close to the showroom, so Rosa had to be it. “Hey Rosa, can ya come in here for a second? I got somethin’ big.” she requested.
Rosa was feeling good watching each lady get paperwork created then led to the jail cells. It was a good bust, and she was happy she was part of it, and she helped. She heard Becky’s voice, and she turned towards her. She could see her motioning her hand for her to go over there and she wondered what was happening. She walked into Darby’s office and saw Rita sitting there. She was surprised because Rita was supposed to be getting processed. “Hey Becky, why is she in here? Shouldn’t she be in the jail?” she asked.
“Yeah, she was going to be, but she had a confession to make. This will be mind blowing, and I need some help. Go ahead Rita, tell her what ya told me.” Becky said. She then listened to Rita explain once again about the trafficking ring. She heard it for the second time, and it still blew her mind that it was happening right under their noses. She heard her tell Rosa about the torture that took place, and more women were in danger. She didn’t know how to feel about Rita, however. She confessed to knowing about Ingrid being the thief and that itself was very disheartening. Rita was supposed to be someone she could fall for, but if she was a criminal, then she knew it couldn’t work. It reminded her of Darby and La Diabla, but for some reason, that just seemed different. She knew she would have to confront every feeling once this was all over. She could see the look of shock on Rosa’s face, and she completely understood it. She hoped that they could go to that facility right now and save the women.
Rosa heard the confession, and she was in total shock. Hearing about a sex trafficking ring and women in Plotsville were kidnapped, tortured and sexually humiliated broke her heart. She listened intently as Rita was getting emotional herself. She felt that Rita was trying to do good, even though she was involved in crimes. Now her own desire to save those women grew and they had to act fast. She really was interested in all the people involved and when she heard women from Mexico were also there, it made her think of the outlaw she was seeking. She was trying to find La Diabla because she kidnapped a woman or two and brought here to the States. The way this operation sounded, it seemed like it all fit with what La Diabla did. “That is incredible. You said some woman from Europe is leading this whole thing? You said she managed to enlist all of you into helping? You mentioned other women from Mexico came to help. Now, I want to ask you a question. Were any of those women from Mexico called, La Diabla?” she asked.
Rita heard the question and thought about it. She remembered the women from Mexico and then her eyes lit up. There were three women from that country, and they were there because of Priscilla Montenegro, the woman that was in charge of everything. Two of the women seemed very eager to participate, but the third one seemed hesitant and seemed like she was not thrilled at all to be there. She remembered the name being spoken and she nodded her head. “Yes, one of the women from Mexico was called La Diabla. She was there. They brought someone from Mexico too. I know that their boss is Priscilla Montenegro, and she is the main one in charge of everything.” she told her.
Rosa felt her heart racing as she finally got a confirmed sighting of La Diabla and confirmed she was in fact involved in a serious crime. She knew this was her chance to finally capture the outlaw. This was her opportunity to rescue some innocent women but also apprehend a wanted woman and take her back to Mexico. She also knew the name Priscilla Montenegro. She was the wife of Julio Montenegro, who was well known throughout the Mexican government. It was hard to get to that man because the government of Ciudad Zopilote seemed to protect him. She wished the Mexican Rurales could go into that town and destroy his gang, but they were ordered not to. However, catching La Diabla would be worth it all. “I knew it! I knew that woman was up to no good! Now, I am going to finally capture her and put her in jail where she belongs!” she declared.
Becky was in shock as she heard that La Diabla was indeed identified as part of the sex trafficking ring. That blew her mind because Rita did not know anything about the outlaw, so she had no reason to lie. This really messed with her emotions because she knew Darby was going to be heartbroken. She wondered why La Diabla was part of something very heinous and wanted to get to the bottom of it. She looked at Rosa who was very happy about the circumstance. “S-She is part of the sex trafficking ring?” she followed up.
“Yeah, but she wasn’t in charge. It looked like another woman, I think her name is Pilar, I think she was the one in charge from Mexico. I just know that they brought in a woman from Mexico to be a sex slave. It is really horrible.” Rita answered. She started to think about the victims and hoped her confession would help.
“Ok, we need to get to this facility now. If the burlesque show was involved and now, they are in jail, that could scare this Sylvia, Pilar and especially La Diabla. They might do something with the women or take them somewhere else. Rita, tell us where this place is!” Rosa said with determination in her voice. She had traveled all this way, and her objective was in sight. She listened intently as Rita described how to get to the location and what the barn looked like. It was at the far end of a ranch and was quite isolated. She wrote it down on a piece of paper and then she looked at Becky. “Ok, let’s go. We got to get there now!” she said in a strong and determined voice.
“I agree. Um, maybe we should get Darby too. If there are that many of them, then we need some backup. I don’t think we can take on that many of them.” Becky suggested. She already knew that she and Rosa were not enough, but she especially wanted Darby to go because if La Diabla was there, then she needed her mentor to be there to handle her. That would be a very interesting confrontation, and she prayed there was more to the story.
“You’re right. Ok, take Rita to get processed, then we will go to Darby’s. We may need to find a wagon to help transport the women back including the prisoners. Let’s do this!” Rosa said with her adrenaline flowing. This was her opportunity, and she did not want to waste any time. She followed Becky, escorting Rita to the jail area. Once she was dropped off, she left the station with Becky. She saw the Sheriff’s station wagon and suggested they take it. Becky started to drive the horse drawn wagon, and they headed back to the Burlesque showroom. She looked at her gun and made sure it was filled with bullets. There was a possibility of a gunfight, and she had to be ready. All she could think about was her upcoming confrontation with La Diabla. The outlaw had bested her in battle, and she was tortured afterwards. It was very humiliating and now she wanted revenge. The wagon made it to showroom, and she saw Darby talking to Kylie. She hopped off the wagon and approached them. “Hey! You will never believe what happened!” she told them.
Darby was having a conversation with Kylie, while Sheriff Dickerson and the other deputies continued to comb through the building. She wanted a quick break and check on Kylie before she went back in. She saw the wagon approaching and saw both Becky and Rosa in it. She wondered if the processing of the prisoners went smoothly and now, they were back for any additional support. She saw this huge smile on Rosa’s face, and a look of concern on Becky’s. She wondered what was happening and she smiled back. “What happened? Was there trouble at the station?” she asked.
“No! In fact, things went better than we thought! Rita had a confession to make. She said that they all knew about Ingrid, but here is the more interesting thing. She confessed that there is a new sex trafficking ring that was set up by Priscilla Montenegro not too far from here. She even said La Diabla was there! This is it, Darby! What I have been waiting for! Let’s get her!” Rosa said with great enthusiasm. She was really anxious to go the sex trafficking ring and finally break it up.
Darby stood there in absolute shock when she heard that news. Not only did Rita confess to the crimes with Ingrid, but now she heard there was a sex trafficking ring that was occurring, and it wasn’t too far from here. Then what she heard next sent a chill down her spine. La Diabla was identified as being part of the ring. She could tell by Rosa’s reactions that it was true, and her entire world came to a standstill. It was hard to comprehend how that could have happened, and she tried to wrap her head around it. It didn’t seem like her lover would be a part of something so vile. She saw Becky looking at her and she had that look of sadness, which only further confirmed the news. “What? There’s a sex trafficking ring and La Diabla is a part of it?” she said in total surprise.
“Yes!!! We need to go now! There are kidnapped women from Plotsville there, including some woman named Donna. We got to hurry before they find out the dancers from the burlesque show were captured.” Rosa said. She felt great urgency to rescue the women and to capture the notorious outlaw.
Darby was still trying to wrap her head around the news, and she looked at Kylie who also had a stunned look on her face. “I-I don’t believe it.” she muttered.
“Believe it! Come on, let’s go!!” Rosa said, then headed back towards the wagon. She was very anxious and wanted to get started as soon as possible.
“Darby, we have to go there now. I know this is a shock to ya, but we got to find out the truth.” Becky said, trying to implore her mentor to get in the wagon. She knew her mind was blown away, but she also knew that Darby getting to La Diabla first would be more beneficial.
“Ok…um, let me go tell the Sheriff. Be right back….” Darby said, then started to head back into the building. She was still in total shock knowing that her lover was part of that trafficking ring. She knew she had to get there as soon as possible, but it was still stunning and heartbreaking to hear. She made it inside the building and saw the Sheriff talking to Deputy George. She tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him for a quick private chat.
Sheriff Dickerson felt the tapping on his shoulder and looked at Darby. She looked pale and he wondered what was happening. He followed her over to another area within the main showroom and had a look of concern. “What is it, Darby?” he asked.
“Well, here goes…..” Darby started to say. She went on to explain that Rita had confessed to the crimes with Ingrid and how the burlesque show as involved. But there was a far more serious crime happening and she talked about the trafficking ring. She didn’t have all the details but apparently Priscilla Montenegro set up a trafficking ring and kidnapped women from Plotsville to be sex slaves. Then with a heavy heart that La Diabla was identified as being a part of this criminal operation. Her voice trembled when she told him and knew he was going to be upset. She told him that she was headed off to the location and to get more answers. She felt emotional but knew she had to do this. Without the rest of the deputies because of who was involved. “So, I am off there now. I have to know the truth. It is not like her to do something like that. I have to know.” she finished.
Sheriff Dickerson was shocked as well. Learning that Priscilla Montenegro was up to her old tricks really concerned him and he was really upset that she would do this close to his town. He was really upset that Plotsville citizens were kidnapped, and he wanted to bring that woman down. He was truly stunned when he heard La Diabla was a part of it. He remembered meeting her after the battle with Thalia and thanked her for everything she had done. He had a feeling there was more to the story and understood why Darby had to go there without his men. He was hoping that somehow the outlaw wasn’t truly a part of it because then he would have no choice but to capture her and bring her to justice. He found her to be a nice woman when he talked to her, and it would be really disappointing if she returned to her cruel, evil ways. “Ok, go ahead. Find out what happened. Hopefully she is not a part of it. Find out the truth and let me know.” he told her.
“Thank you. I will. There has to be more to this. She fought against this type of crime, so for her to be an active part of it and working with Priscilla makes zero sense. I will find out and let you know. Thank you, Sheriff. Thank you for understanding. I will go now.” Darby said, then tipped her hat towards him. She left the building and went to the wagon. She saw Kylie in the driver’s seat and Becky and Rosa were inside as well. “Ok, let’s go. Kylie? You are coming?” she asked.
“Yes! I can drive the wagon while all of you fight this battle. I would love to help you. We need to go rescue these women!” Kylie said. She begged Rosa and Becky to let her go because she too wanted to know the truth about a woman she admired a lot. She really liked La Diabla and found her to be very charming and compassionate. She remembered how the outlaw consoled her after her humiliating torture at the ball. La Diabla was so compassionate towards her, and she promised that she would always help her. She knew there had to be a story behind all of this and there was no way she was going to abandon her now.
“Ok, let’s go. We need to get there quickly and discover the truth. I can’t believe women from Plotsville were captured. We must get them home as well.” Darby said then climbed into the wagon. Kylie had started to drive the wagon, and she focused on what was going to happen soon. She heard Rosa talking about creating a game plan because of how dangerous La Diabla was. She knew she had to prepare herself for the worst just in case. She felt very hurt in her heart because of the possibility that the woman she fell in love with was now back doing unspeakable crimes. She wondered what happened to Cheyenne and Molly. She wondered how out of all the criminals on the planet, why did she have to team up with Priscilla Montenegro? One thing was for certain. She was going to find out the truth. She was going to find out what truly happened, and it meant that her heart could be broken. She looked off towards the horizon as the wagon started to move faster. One way or another, this was going to be a very emotional battle for her.
The wagon started to slow down when they were close to the area that Rita described. Rosa looked out of the wagon and saw the building in the horizon. She wondered how close they should get before invading the place. They had to consider that La Diabla and the others were armed and ready to defend the place. She knew that Rita was telling the truth so far. The location was desolate and on the opposite end of what appeared to be farmland. That made her wonder if the owner of the land was part of this operation as well. She got out of the wagon and took a deep breath. This was the moment they were waiting for. She looked at Darby and Becky and had confidence that they would win this fight. “Ok, we are here. Let’s get close to the place and determine where everyone is. I don’t think I need to tell you, Darby, how dangerous La Diabla is. I don’t know about the others, but surely, she is.” she told them.
“Ok, let’s go.” Darby said. She felt extremely nervous as she knew a confrontation with La Diabla would be emotional and intense. She had to know why she was involved with something like this and wanted to help her. She wondered if she was somehow forced into the whole thing. She followed Rosa onto the property along with Becky. She could feel Rosa’s excitement and she couldn’t blame her. There was a passion to find La Diabla and if she was hunting her, she would feel the same way right now. She looked around and noticed there wasn’t a lot of commotion. That made sense because if there were sex slaves in this building, there wasn’t going to be a lot of activity to draw attention to them. Once they made it to the side of the building, she took out her gun. She saw Rosa take out hers and Becky as well. She could see how tense Becky was and even though she was not a deputy, she trusted her to perform well. She had performed admirably against Thalia and her gang, so she had no doubts she could handle something like this.
“Ok, I will go around to the back. Darby, see if you can get into the building from here and Becky, you can go around as well. There is a way in, and we got to see where everyone is.” Rosa instructed. She felt like she should take the lead because of her desire to get La Diabla. She did notice that both Darby and Becky seemed a little hesitant, especially when she talked about La Diabla. They didn’t seem as enthusiastic about capturing her like she was. She wondered if it was because they were shocked that the outlaw had disappeared from this area, so there was no need to have that emotional reaction. She knew they would do their jobs, and it was time to break in. She made it to what appeared to be a back door to this building that resembled a small barn, but also a house. It was probably used to store grains and have an office. She found a door and turned the handle. Surprisingly, it was unlocked! Her heart started to beat faster, and she stepped inside. She looked around and prepared herself for anything. “Ok La Diabla, where are you?” she asked.
Pilar was sitting at a table and resting her eyes as she leaned back in a chair. She had a great night sleeping but was still feeling a little tired. She knew Sylvia and La Diabla had left to scout trains, while she and Maria kept watch over the sex slaves. She looked forward to later tonight because a new victim would be brought in. She hoped that she could torture them this time. She wanted to get her hands on a sexy woman and tickle her silly. She wanted to tickle La Diabla silly because the woman still had a lot of attitude, but they were partners at the moment. She opened her eyes again and saw Maria sitting at the opposite end of the table and she appeared to be reading a newspaper or something. “Hey, what are you reading?” she asked.
Maria put the paper down and looked at her partner. Like Pilar, she was a bit tired and hoped for some good action later this evening. It was still a surreal feeling being in this facility and breaking sex slaves. She was also a little frustrated because she was in the United States for the first time but was confined to this building. Everyone else except she and Pilar got to leave this place and do other things. She hoped she could at least visit Plotsville and search for someone to kidnap. She wished she could play with them a little as well. She heard Pilar asking her a question and she smiled. “I am just reading the paper. I am glad the dancer Susan left it here. It was yesterday’s paper that she brought last night, but I am bored. There is nothing to do today.” she said in exasperation.
“I know what you mean. I want to DO something. Sitting around here in this place hiding is not very exciting at all.” Pilar responded. She then leaned back and thought about the sex slaves. She would hear their soft cries every once in a while, as they were in their stalls completely naked and broken. She did love hearing their screams and their laughter. She also loved it when they were forced to have orgasms as well. Then she sat up. She thought of something for them to do and have a lot of fun. “Hey, want to play with a sex slave? That’s what they are for, right? I want to hear some laughter. I want to make one of them cum.” she suggested.
“Oooh!!! I like that idea! Yes, let’s go play with one of them. They are already naked, so we can tie them up and have a little fun. Can I play with their feet?” Maria asked. She liked the idea of filling their day playing with a sex slave. She wanted some kind of action and now this was their chance. “Which one shall we play with?” she added.
“Hehehehe yes, you can play with their feet. I like how you really started getting into ticklish feet. I think we should go after the one they call Alice. She is so pretty. So young and so innocent. Let’s make her cum three times, you know, to bring out her inner slut. Hahaha” Pilar said. She saw the happy smile on Maria’s face and then stood up. She saw Maria stand up and they started to walk. Then she stopped in her tracks when she thought she heard something. “Hey, you hear that?” she asked.
Rosa heard voices inside and she got excited. She located some people and hoped one of them was La Diabla. She didn’t distinguish the voices yet, but she knew the outlaw had to be here. She then got next to a doorway entrance but accidentally kicked something on the floor which made a noise. “Stupid!” she told herself.
“Hey! Is someone there? Is that you Sylvia? Is that you, La Diabla?” Pilar called out. She wondered what the noise was and figured it was probably the return of the other women. She then walked through the doorway to investigate and suddenly she saw a gun pointed at her. “What the hell?” she called out.
“FREEZE!!! DON’T MOVE!!!” Rosa yelled as she saw Pilar standing there. She knew she caught her by surprise and now it was time to take her down. “Turn around right now! You are under arrest!” she told her.
Pilar froze and then started to walk away from Rosa and the Rurale was now behind her. She was caught by surprise and her fear took over. She tried to think of a way out of here, but with that gun out, she couldn’t do anything. “Don’t shoot!” she said, then raised her hands in the air.
“Now, where is La Diabla? WHERE IS SH-----” Rosa tried to say when she suddenly felt something pushing her in the back. She fell forward and dropped her gun to the floor. She turned around and saw Maria standing there. She knew she had to act quickly before she was trapped. “What the hell?” she asked.
Pilar heard the gun hit the floor and knew this was her chance. She turned around and saw Maria starting to run. With Rosa turned around she went from behind, grabbed the back of her head and then slammed her head into the wall to stun her. It was time for her to run as fast as she could to escape! She saw Rosa crumble to the ground, and she ran. She made her way out of the nearby door and ran as fast as she could. She figured she would run to the train station and find Sylvia and La Diabla. Someone had found the facility, and she had to get out of there. That was a member of the Mexican Rurales that she saw and knew that was definite danger.
Darby made her way into the building by climbing through a window. It wasn’t locked very well, and she managed to slip inside. Once she got inside, she saw the place and shivered. This was definitely something that could possibly hide sex slaves from the outside world. She suddenly heard a commotion, and she sprang into action. She had to find La Diabla before Rosa did. She had to protect the woman she loved and find out what happened. She was running towards the action when suddenly someone appeared in her view running at full speed. The young woman then crashed into her, and they both hit the ground. She lost her bearings for a second, then quickly got back up. The other woman also got back to her feet, and she saw the look of fear in her eyes. She wondered if this was someone part of the trafficking ring, or a sex slave trying to escape. “Hey! Don’t run! Who are you?” she called out.
Maria was in a panic as she came across Darby. She was running as fast as she could because it was time to escape. The Mexican soldier was in this place and that was not good at all. She now encountered this tall woman and fear overtook her. “Please! Let me go!!” she yelled.
“Who are you?” Darby asked. She saw her gun on the floor and if this was someone part of the trafficking ring, she had to be ready to get it. She then heard another noise and saw Rosa walking in. She was staggering a bit and wondered what happened. “Rosa? Are you ok?” she asked.
Rosa got some of her bearings back after hitting the wall and she wanted to pursue the woman who distracted her from taking Pilar. “Stop that woman! She is part of the ring!” she called out.
Maria heard that call out and panicked. She noticed that neither woman was armed, so she decided to make a run for it. Because of the fall, she was now in the direction where she wanted to go, and Darby and Rosa were standing where she was coming from. She turned around and started to run when suddenly another tall woman appeared and had a gun pointed at her. She froze in her tracks and immediately put her hands up. “Don’t shoot!” she yelled with great fear.
“Freeze!!! Don’t ya dare move!” Becky shouted as she pointed her gun towards the woman. She could see Darby and Rosa now walking towards her and they had the woman trapped. She felt excited because she caught this woman and now, they could start to take over the facility.
“Good job muh apprentice!!! Very good job!” Darby shouted then made her way to Maria. She took Maria’s wrists and quickly secured them behind her back. She had another pair of cuffs and slapped them on. She then turned her around and faced the woman. She looked really pretty but had a feeling she was up to no good at all.
Rosa was really happy that the woman that pushed her was caught. She wondered if they should go after the other, but she still had someone in mind. She walked up to Maria and saw the look of fear in her eyes. “Where is La Diabla?! WHERE IS SHE?” she demanded.
“She’s not here! Please! Let me go! I didn’t do anything!” Maria replied. Her heart was racing because she was now captured. She had no escape, and Pilar was nowhere to be found. She felt her entire world starting to crumble and it really affected her.
“WHERE IS SHE???!!!! TELL ME!!!! TELL ME NOW!!” Rosa screamed since she wanted to know where the outlaw went. She grabbed Maria by her shoulders and started to shake her. She was so close to finally apprehending the outlaw and did not want this woman to prevent her from doing so.
Maria was stunned when she felt herself starting to be shaken. This Mexican Rurale was shaking her as though she was a child, demanding to tell her where the outlaw was. She was still shocked that they were in here and had no idea where Pilar went. “I DON’T KNOW!!! PLEASE STOP!!!” she responded with fear.
Darby saw how badly Rosa was shaking Maria and had to intervene. She didn’t want Rosa’s passion to go overboard and potentially harm the criminal. She went over to Rosa from behind and placed her hands on her shoulders. She started to massage them a little, doing her best to calm her down. “Rosa! Calm down! We will find out soon enough. Don’t hurt the poor woman.” she told her in a soothing voice.
Rosa stopped shaking Maria and took a deep breath. She knew Darby was right. She was starting to lose control of herself, and she had to calm down. She let go of Maria, then grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to walk over to a nearby chair. She wanted to interrogate her a little and hopefully try to get some answers. Once Maria was in the chair, she slowly walked around her in a circle, trying to intimidate her. “Ok, for starters, what is your name?” she asked with a bit of anger in her voice.
Maria felt completely terrified how everything was unfolding. She was now apprehended, and fear tore right through her. This was all supposed to go smoothly and now she was in custody. She watched as Rosa walked around her, and she felt nervous. She could tell that woman was determined to interrogate her, and she prayed that she would not be harmed. She looked at her with frightful eyes and swallowed hard. “Maria. My name is Maria.” she answered.
“Good girl, Maria. That’s how we start this conversation. Nice and easy. Ok Maria, where are you from?” Rosa asked. She wanted to ask basic questions to not only get Maria to answer easily, but also to calm herself down. She was so close to finding La Diabla and she just had to remain in control of her emotions.
“I-I am from Playa Del Arena in Mexico. Please, just let me go.” Maria responded. She noticed both Darby and Becky joining the area, and she had three women who looked determined to make her suffer. She knew her world was collapsing and prayed that Pilar, La Diabla and especially Sylvia would return to free her.
“See? This is going well. Good girl. Now, we know you are here for trafficking women and making them sex slaves. Where are these women?” Darby asked. She knew Rosa was very focused on finding La Diabla, but she wanted to find the sex slaves first. It was an agonizing moment for her because she knew if Rosa ever found her lover, then all hell would break loose, and she would be caught in the middle of it all.
Maria heard that question and she gasped. These women invaded this facility for a reason. They knew about the sex slaves and now she really started to feel panic in her body. She tried to calm herself, but the panic was really starting to set in. “They’re in the stall areas. Please, let me go. I-I didn’t do anything.” she pleaded.
Darby felt a wave of relief that Marias was very cooperative. Now it was her chance to free these women and bring them back home. She looked at Becky and figured this was their chance to finally rescue the ladies. She nodded her head towards Becky, then patted Rosa on the shoulder. “We are going to free the women. You can question her about the others and please, don’t kill her. Hehehe” she joked.
Maria heard that joke and her jaw dropped. She was always around dangerous people, including her own friend Pilar, so the threat of being killed was always real for her. She started to fidget in her chair and her adrenaline was out of control. She watched Darby and Becky leave, which meant she was alone with the one woman who seemed a little out of control. “Please!! Don’t kill me!!!!” she begged.
Rosa watched as both Darby and Becky left the area. She was very happy that they went to rescue those women, which left her alone with Maria. She thought about how to get this woman talking and really felt excited about it. She then leaned forward and put her face in Maria’s. She did find her to be really pretty and would enjoy having some interrogation fun with her. “Now that they left, it is just me and you. No one else. Hehehehe so, I need you to tell me everything you know. If you don’t, well, I have ways of making you talk. I know of a wonderful way to get you squealing the information I want. Just by something like….this.” she teased, then reached her finger forward and stroked Maria’s exposed right side of her body.
Maria felt the finger stroking against her side and it tickled her! It wasn’t a strong tickle, but enough for her to feel considering she was always extremely ticklish. Her mind went into a panic as she realized this woman seemed to want to tickle the information out of her. That really started to affect her spirit, and she got emotional. “Please….please don’t torture me.” she begged.
Darby walked with Becky, then remembered something. She wanted to get the wagon they came in closer to this facility so they could transport the women. “Hey Becky, go ahead and start freeing the women. I will tell Kylie to come closer with the wagon so we can all get back to Plotsville. Can you handle this?” she asked.
“I sure can! I will get the women free! This is a good day!” Becky said with excitement, then stood rigid once again and saluted her mentor. “Deputy apprentice Becky Lockhart ready for duty!” she said with pride.
“I love you.” Darby smiled when she saw Becky’s salute. She was always so passionate about it, and it made her very adorable. She then headed out of the building to go get Kylie and finally get the women home. She felt good inside because this day was going really well. She stopped Ingrid, arrested the burlesque dancers who were part of those crimes and the sex trafficking crimes, and now she was breaking up a trafficking ring of Priscilla Montenegro before it really got underway. She started to jog towards the wagon because she wanted to get back quickly and save those poor women.
UP NEXT: Sylvia finally has her prize!
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? There was a lot of story to it, but it had to be done to transition the story for the final run up to major events happening for the rest of this series. I am really excited that the major stuff is about to go down, and I hope you all enjoy the ride! Your comments are most encouraged and welcomed!
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