Ok fans! It is that time again. Time for the next chapter as we are barreling into the epic conclusion of this series. I am glad you enjoyed it thus far and we are at the point where everything from here on out, the tickling, and the story itself really intensifies. I have been waiting for this part of the series because it does deal with emotion and relationships. The tickle scenes are more intense, and the story is what I am so excited about. We have seen La Diabla's journey so far and it gets really intense and interesting from here on out. I do recommend reading just the very first part of a chapter from way back in the day "Return of the Outlaw: La Diabla Part 2".
Ok fans! Here is part 2 of a 5 part series about everyone's favorite outlaw, La Diabla! Thank you for the comments from part 1 and I hope you enjoy this part as well. This second part is story driven. There is tickling of course, but I had to put a lot of story in it to help move the story towards what will be the ultimate goal of my culmination series. Characters from an introduction series will be in this part as I move towards building the plot. So, let's see what happens in this next part! Feedback is greatly appreciated.
PART 2
Isabel Veracruz had a huge smile on her face as...
For those that remember it, or for the new folks, the opening scene shows how much Isabel Veracruz means to La Diabla and what their relationship is like. I want you to remember it because it really does serve as an example of how emotional La Diabla is in this series and why she has to do what she has to do. So, take a trip down memory lane as that relationship is a focus of this entire series.
Now, time for the next chapter! As always, your comments are most welcomed and highly encouraged!
PART 18
Darby felt her sock coming down her leg and she really started to fidget around. She was already tired and having her feet tickled was going to truly torture her. She was feeling sensitive as it was and now this woman wanted to torture her on her feet. She hated it when criminals went after her feet. It was her greatest ticklish weakness. All of them would talk about them and it made her feel extra self-conscious and fearful. She looked forward and saw Priscilla rubbing her hands. She looked really excited and that unnerved her. She closed her eyes and prayed they would leave her feet alone. “Please….not muh feet. Anything but muh feet…” she pleaded.
Priscilla watched with great anticipation as she saw Sylvia working on the left sock. She felt a thrill throughout her body as she was moments away from getting involved herself. She really wanted to have her way with them and truly make Darby suffer. She turned towards La Diabla and smiled. “Be right back. Time to torture the fuck out of her feet. Hehehe” she teased.
La Diabla watched in horror as she saw what the next torture target was. It was Darby’s feet. She knew her lover was in deep trouble now. She was the one who first discovered that weakness. She had Darby tied up in an abandoned barn, removed her boots and socks and discovered just how soft and tender those feet were. She tickle tortured those feet and it was a lot of fun. She always enjoyed ticking them, even after they became friends and then lovers. She hated it when criminals went after them because she knew Darby was really going to suffer. Now she was trapped, and her socks were going to be removed. She knew they would love her feet because anyone who ever saw them ended up really liking them. She was really going to be emotional at this moment because watching Darby suffering would hurt her heart. “Dammit….they got her feet.” she thought to herself.
Sylvia finally managed to get the sock from under the rope tie and now it was time. It was time to get the sock off the foot and see what everyone had been raving about. She slid the sock off the heel and her eyes went wide. She could see the deep pink skin and it looked beautiful. She knew what the color would be from Thalia’s description but seeing it in person was really exciting. She moved the sock down a little further and she now could see the entire heel. She saw how tender the skin looked, and she gasped in surprise. “Wow. Even your heel looks very tender. Incredible. Absolutely incredible. I can’t wait to see the rest.” she said in shock.
Priscilla stood on the opposite side of the table and watched Sylvia pulling down the left sock. She got excited when she saw that pink skin and wanted to have some fun as well. She started to pull down the right sock and when it got to the rope that was around the ankle, she grimaced. She had to work to get the sock off and her patience was thin. She really wanted to torture the woman’s feet and groaned. “Dammit….I wish she was already barefoot. Trust me, Sylvia. When you see her feet, you are going to be amazed. Look at that pink skin! It is absolutely perfect!” she told her.
Darby felt herself blushing once she felt the sock come off her left heel. She heard the comments by both Sylvia and Priscilla and her head hung down. Once again, her tender feet were about to be exposed and these two were surely going to lust after them. She noticed that every time someone saw her feet for the first time, they always were in awe and wanted to touch them. Once they discovered how ticklish she was, it ended up being her worst nightmare. She took a deep breath and tried to brace herself for the oncoming tickling onslaught. “Leave muh feet alone…” she whimpered.
Sylvia heard the excitement in Priscilla’s voice and so far, that tender looking heel looked amazing. She pulled the sock down further and saw more of that deep pink skin. She was amazed at how soft and tender it looked and soon, the arch was exposed. There was no change in the skin color and the foot itself looked really thick. The sock then came off the ball of the foot and she found herself getting really excited. The sole looked so soft. The skin color made it look so tender. Then she pulled the sock off the toes, finally revealing Darby’s left foot. She gasped as she saw those thick toes. They were medium length and that pink color stood out. She understood why Thalia was so impressed with these feet. They looked absolutely perfect. She saw the toes wiggle a little and she got so excited. “Wow…..I heard all about your feet and now that I have seen it, I can see why everyone loves them. Darby Reeves, you have PERFECT feet!” she exclaimed and clapped her hands.
Priscilla heard Sylvia’s excitement, and she grinned. She got the sock from under the ropes and now peeled it off the heel. Her eyes saw the naked left foot and she paused for a moment. That tender skin looked perfect. She was always impressed with the way the bottoms of Darby’s feet looked and knew just how sensitive they were. They were truly magnificent, and she was going to enjoy every single moment of it. She looked back at the right foot and continued to peel that sock down. The arch was exposed and seeing that deep pink skin gave her chills. She could feel herself salivating as the ball of the foot was exposed. She quickly looked back up at Sylvia and saw how much she was staring at the exposed foot. “They are beautiful, aren’t they?” she asked.
“Yes. I-I don’t have words. I have been tickling feet for a while now and I have never seen anything like it. I thought perhaps Thalia was exaggerating because she hated Darby so much, but no, she truly has perfect feet.” Sylvia said as she continued to stare at the helpless foot. The size of the foot, the shape, the thickness and that skin color was really something to behold. She wanted to wait for Priscilla to expose the other foot so they could both torture this woman within an inch of her life. She was told the feet were highly ticklish and she couldn’t wait to torture her.
Darby groaned in her gag as she felt her sock come off her left foot and now her right one was just about off. She could hear every word both ladies were saying, and she felt so embarrassed. She always felt shy whenever someone talked about how beautiful her feet were. Growing up, she always thought feet were just feet. Nothing about them stood out to her. After her initial battle with La Diabla, she was very self-conscious about her feet and tried to protect them as much as possible. Even her friends would marvel at them. She figured she should be used to their reactions, but every time she heard it, it really embarrassed her. Then she felt the sock come off her right toes and now she was completely barefoot. The only thing she was wearing now was her bra and underwear. She started to whimper in shame because she knew what was going to happen. “Please….leave muh feet alone. Put muh socks back on muh feet. I beg ya….” she whimpered.
La Diabla felt her heart sink as she watched both Sylvia and Priscilla remove Darby’s socks. Out of anyone, she definitely knew what this moment meant. It took her back to that moment when she first tickled those feet. She remembered how much she was in awe seeing Darby’s pink feet for the first time. She remembered taunting her and humiliating her. She knew how ticklish they were and loved playing with them. Even as lovers, playing with Darby’s feet was such a great time. Now those two evil women were going to touch them and torture her. All the previous tickling was hard to watch, but the foot tickling was going to be far worse. She took a deep breath and hoped for the best. “Poor Darby. Hang in there baby…..” she told herself.
“I don’t know what to do first. I mean, her feet are right there for me to have my way with them. But I also just want to gaze and admire them. Tell me, Priscilla. Are her feet as soft as they look?” Sylvia asked with a cruel smile. She really couldn’t believe what she was witnessing and couldn’t wait to get started.
“YES!!! They really are! Go ahead, touch it. I promise it will be something you never forget.” Priscilla grinned back. She thought about the moment she first touched Darby’s feet. Seeing them again right now for the first time since Santa Selena got her truly excited.
Sylvia giggled like a schoolgirl and took her right index finger and placed the tip of it on top of the heel. She already could feel how soft the skin was and that was just the heel. She then lightly dragged the pad of her finger down the foot, going from the heel, into the arch, off the ball of the foot and even of the undersides of the toes. Her jaw dropped because she could feel just how soft the foot was. She had tickled all kinds of women’s feet and none of them ever had skin that soft before. It was though she was touching the finest silk. What really got her excited was Darby’s reaction to her foot getting stroked.
“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT MUH FEET!!!!!” Darby screamed as she felt the light touch going down the length of her foot. The sensation was far worse than she imagined and now she was already panicking. She curled both sets of toes and she started to shake her body. She was truly frightened and was desperate to do anything not to be tickled on her feet.
Sylvia jumped in place as she heard panicked laughter. That was the greatest response she ever had to a simple foot stroke. Other women had strong reactions, but to hear Darby scream like that got her really excited. The foot was far more ticklish than she even imagined. “Wow….” was the only thing she could say.
“Yes!!! You see? Her feet are VERY ticklish! Hehehe” Priscilla said with excitement in her voice. She then followed suit and took her left index finger and using the pad of the digit, softly stroked down the length of the right foot. She felt that very tender skin and it gave her an intense thrill. Her finger moved down the heel of the foot, into the arch, off the ball of the foot and finally those thick toes. She had an evil grin when she heard that same reaction.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE MUH FEET!!! I AM BEGGIN’ YA!!!!!” Darby screamed when she felt the finger stroking off her right foot. She was in such a panic; she did not care how desperate she sounded. Those two strokes were horrific, and she knew she was in deep trouble.
Sylvia loved that reaction and she couldn’t hold back anymore. She started to lightly pitter patter her fingertips down the length of the sole and that terrible ticklish scream came out and she was grateful they gagged her. All of Ciudad Azteca probably would have heard Darby screaming. She was still in awe over how soft the skin was. It was as though Darby never walked barefoot. They were as soft as a baby out of the womb. She loved how her fingertips would softly press into the foot, and it felt amazing. She felt like a kid with a new toy and continued to flutter her fingers all over that thick sole. “Darby is soooooo ticklish! Hehehe” she taunted.
Darby continued to scream in ticklish agony as she felt those light touches on her feet. That was the other thing she hated about being in this position. Even the lightest touch drove her wild when her feet were touched. It seemed like she got more ticklish over time. Anytime someone tickled her feet, it just seemed worse. Even when it was in a loving situation with La Diabla, her feet’s ticklishness was her greatest weakness. Unlike being intimate with her lover, she knew those two evil women were trying to destroy her. If she didn’t get help soon, she was going to be destroyed. Then she felt nails trickling down her right foot and she lost it. That sensation was overwhelming and she was ready to submit. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MUH FEET!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA MUH FEET ARE TOO TICKLISH!!!!!” she screamed into her gag.
“Suffer you read headed *****! Hehehehehe payback is MINE!!!!!” Priscilla screamed as she used her nails to lightly stroke the foot. She wanted to really torture her. She didn’t want to tease that foot, she wanted to make Darby suffer tremendously. To her, this was her revenge. When she was captured in Santa Selena, it was Darby, not La Diabla, that tormented her own feet. It was such an embarrassing moment for her. Her own feet were quite ticklish, and Darby truly tortured them. Now it was her turn to get revenge. She loved hearing that intense muffled laughter and wanted to keep pushing her. Knowing that Darby had to be broken in order to be a sex slave, she was going to truly enjoy sending her into that state of destruction. She focused her nails in the arch area and gently pressed down into the remarkably tender flesh. “This is payback for what you did to my feet! You are REALLY going to get it now!” she threatened.
La Diabla felt her heart breaking as she listened to those terrified muffled screams of laughter. She could see both Priscilla and Sylvia going to work on Darby’s feet. She knew how bad this was for her. She wished she could do something. She wanted to beat the hell out of both women, but she had to stand still. Her mind thought of her mother and hoped she was ok. She hated being in this position. She hated knowing the two women she loved were suffering. She wanted to protect them and also avenge them. She just had to figure out a way to find her mother, then she could save Darby as well. She heard another shriek coming from her lover and knew that those women were having the time of their lives touching Darby’s perfect tender feet. “Hang in there. Come on, you can do this. Just hang in there, baby. Please.” she said under her breath.
Darby continued to feel those touches on the bottoms of her feet, and she felt she was truly suffering. The touches were unrelenting. She had those soft feathery touches on her left foot, and those nails on her right foot. The nails were pressed deep into her flesh, and it had an effect on her. Her greatest weakness was being exploited, and she felt miserable. She shook her head wildly, which caused her long red hair to fly all over the place. She tried to pull her legs free, but the ropes held firm. She could feel her knees rubbing against the wooden table and she was getting desperate. She opened her eyes for a moment and saw that she was staring at the ceiling. She was laughing so hard, and the ceiling started to look a little blurry because of the wetness forming in her eyes. This was sheer agony for her and had no idea when these two evil women were going to stop. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP!!! I AM HAHAHAHAHAHAHA BEGGIN YA! I AM BEEEEGGGGGGIIINNNNNNNNNNN!!!!” she screamed into the gag.
Sylvia heard those desperate sounds from Darby, and she was glad she waited for the feet to be tickled last. The earlier tickle torture wore this woman down far enough, so when her feet were finally tickled, it would be much worse. She still couldn’t believe how soft the feet were. That was the one thing that stood out more to her than anything. She knew women with severely ticklish feet. She had seen plenty of pretty feet. But these feet were softer than anything she ever felt before. Now, she could see Thalia again and talk about the experience she had. Now she could tell the Greek bounty hunter how much fun and pleasure she got from tickling the soft feet of Deputy Darby Reeves! She saw that Priscilla was using her nails already and she giggled to herself. She knew how much Priscilla wanted revenge and those nails had to be destroying every single bit of will within Darby’s body. She focused her own fingers on the ball of the foot. There didn’t seem to be any particular spot worse than the other spots. The heel produced deafening ticklish screams as well. She moved her fingers from the inside edge of the ball of the foot and slowly dragged her finger across that flesh. She saw the toes curling in agony and heard that delightful squeal. Sylvia thought about using precision on this foot. To touch parts in a strategic manner just to drive Darby crazy. She wondered if she and Priscilla could truly drive Darby mad. For her to lose her mind and become truly obedient. Then she felt her nipples stiffen, knowing they still had to play with the sexual parts as well. This was truly going to be a great moment. “I can’t believe how soft this skin is. I mean, it is impossibly soft. And so……..TICKLISH!!!! hehehe” she taunted.
Priscilla grinned when she heard Sylvia’s words. She knew what the assassin was feeling. She never forgot the first time she touched these feet. Even now, she was still amazed at how soft they were. She loved how her nails would sink into the flesh. She moved her nails to the heel of the foot and felt the foot trembling. She could sense how desperate Darby was getting and she wanted to keep pushing her. She wanted to make sure she never forgot this foot tickling. She knew Thalia dished out horrendous torture, but she wanted hers to be even worse. She decided to take things up to another level and pressed her nails into the flesh at the top of the heel. Then, she slowly dragged her nails down the length of the foot, making sure to apply more pressure when they were in the arch of that helpless foot. She moved her nails across the ball of the foot, and she felt herself wanting to orgasm when she heard that maniacal scream that thankfully was muffled by Pilar’s sock inside Darby’s mouth. “That’s right, bitch! Just…….SUFFER!!!!” she told her.
Darby felt herself screaming to the top of her lungs after feeling those nails pressing deeper into her thick sole flesh, sending extreme ticklish sensations throughout her body. The touches on the ball of her left foot were also very powerful and it completely overwhelmed her. She did not care anymore about her pride and dignity. She desperately needed a break, or she was going to snap. When the nails entered her delicate arch on her right foot, she thought her lungs were going to explode. She squirmed her body as much as she could and she felt that familiar sensation. She could feel her body starting to quit and that scared her. She could feel her screams starting to go quiet as she was entering the silent laughter phase of this torture. Her mind was racing with thoughts of surrendering and that was not good. Her head started to slump forward and then she saw La Diabla looking back at her. She could see through her wet eyes that her lover had this look of sadness on her face, and it broke her heart. She was getting tortured in front of her again, and she prayed that somehow, she could rescue her.
La Diabla felt her emotions really starting to go into a tailspin as she witnessed what was happening to Darby. The way she was screaming made her know how bad her feet were being tickled. Darby’s ticklish feet were her true weakness, and she knew her lover was going to be broken. She saw that her body was starting to surrender itself by not thrashing as much anymore, and her voice was getting quiet. She knew that was the sign of her body surrendering, so she had to do something. Even though she could not rescue her, she could at least get them to pause for a moment. “Hey! Why don’t you give her a break?” she yelled out.
Priscilla heard La Diabla’s voice and looked over. She could see the sadness on her face, and it gave her a thrill inside her own body. It was as though she was torturing two women once again at the same time. She paused her nail attack on that tender right foot and faced the outlaw. “Awww……you feel bad that your bitch girlfriend is suffering, huh? I think you know she deserves it!” she gloated.
Sylvia heard La Diabla’s voice, and it annoyed her. She was so focused on tickling that pink skin, that being interrupted really annoyed her. She paused her tickling for a moment and looked at her. She could see the emotion in her face, and she smiled. An idea came to her mind and wanted to test the relationship between the two women. “You don’t like seeing her feet tickled, huh? Hehehe Well, how about this? You could ALWAYS take her place. Does the dangerous outlaw want her own feet tickled?” she asked with an evil grin.
Pilar heard that offer and a thrill went off inside her own body. She hated La Diabla and the prospect of her being tickled was exciting. If it were to happen, she truly wanted to be a part of that. She would love to get her hands on that woman and make her suffer. “Hehehehe yeah, take her place!” she chimed in.
Priscilla smiled when she heard that offer as well. She remembered how much fun she had torturing La Diabla in that cave in Santa Selena. The outlaw was naked, and she suffered under her touch and Helga’s. She managed to break her and force her to submit to her. She even forced La Diabla to suck her toes which was still a wonderful memory. It was her greatest triumph. Now, the thought of finally getting tickling revenge after the outlaw tickled her sounded like a great idea. “Yes, I think I like that idea. Take her place. I KNOW all of your spots. Hehehe She is very ticklish, ladies. Especially on the bottoms of her feet. Oh, and she has a very nice pussy too.” she told them.
La Diabla gulped when she heard that idea. She glared at Priscilla because she also remembered that terrible memory. It was the most humiliating torture of her life. She had been tortured by Madam Olivia and Sabrina Alamain, but it was her defeat to Helga and Priscilla that rocked her to her core. She was very broken after that ordeal, and it was Darby who brought her back to life. Now, she was faced with the choice of having herself tickled, or having Darby tickled. She literally sacrificed her own pussy to save Darby before, so sacrificing her ticklish body was not that big of a deal. However, she needed to figure out a way to rescue both of them. She knew they were not going to just let Darby go. So, they both would be suffering with no chance of escape. When she was tormented in Ciudad Del Reina, the worst feeling was knowing they were both going to be sex slaves. Just like when they were both tortured in Santa Selena. She still had to rescue her mother, so she needed to be alert and in one piece. She snarled towards Priscilla and looked at Sylvia. “How about you just give her a break? I didn’t say stop. Although it would be nice.” she told them.
Sylvia had a surprised reaction when she heard that response. Thalia had told her the story of how La Diabla sacrificed her own pussy to save Darby and now, she was not doing the same type of move for this situation. She wondered what the outlaw was up to and figured that she would eventually get her to break. “Interesting. So, you want to see Darby suffer? You want her to scream her tiny brain out? How about just your feet? Come on, isn’t she your sweet girlfriend? Hehehe” she teased.
La Diabla knew she would sacrifice herself for Darby, but with her mother still in danger, she had to remain free, even if it meant Darby suffered. She hated the position she was in, but she felt she had no choice. The positive thing about this very moment was she was buying Darby some recovery time. She had to somehow keep Darby functioning and not surrendering to these women just yet. “You’re not going to touch my feet. Look, you already tortured her. She is done for. Why keep tickling her like that?” she asked.
“She is such a bitch! Listen you idiot, you either surrender your body to ME or Darby REALLY gets it!” Priscilla demanded. The thought of tickling La Diabla excited her again and she wanted to explore it again. She was going to keep tormenting Darby anyway, but to add La Diabla would have been a great dessert!
“Priscilla, you need me to do your bidding, right? How is making me suffer going to help you? Plus, you have to figure out how to salvage your sex slave operation and I am supposed to help oversee it. So, why don’t you focus on that instead of wasting your time tickling Darby’s feet? What is more important to you? Tickling her feet, or getting your plan back together?” La Diabla asked. She was feeling confident that this distraction was helping Darby. She thought that perhaps she could at least get Priscilla to stop tormenting the woman she loved. If Darby was going to suffer, she might as well just have one person tickling her, not multiple.
Priscilla listened to La Diabla’s words and knew the outlaw had a point. She did need to figure out how to salvage her sex trafficking ring. She put so much effort into it, and it was destroyed. However, the outlaw made a good point. Perhaps there was a way she could salvage it. The entire purpose of having La Diabla under her control was for that operation. Otherwise, she didn’t need her. Having control over her was very sweet, and she needed to prolong it. “Eh, you make a good point. I think we will torment her a little longer, then YOU and ME will figure this out. Let me finish my fun!” she growled, then went back to the foot.
Sylvia smiled a little and made a head nod to La Diabla. She had a feeling the outlaw just did a mind trick on Priscilla, and it was effective. La Diabla wanted Darby to have a break in her torture, and she succeeded. Even though she disliked her, she had to admit the woman was quite intelligent and strategic. She then went back to the left foot and stared at it. It was time to torture Darby once again. “Now, back to this ticklish foot……” she said, then moved her fingers towards the helpless foot.
Darby managed to get more air into her lungs after that pause in the torturous foot tickling. She felt her lungs burning and her saliva surely was soaking that sock gag. She felt her body being really tired, but she still had some fight left. She really needed this break. She could hear voices in the room, including La Diabla’s and even though she did not know what they were saying, it had to be enough for Priscilla and Sylvia to stop tickling her. She closed her eyes and just focused on recovering. She could feel how hot her body was and how sweaty she was getting. She looked up and saw both Priscilla and Sylvia now moving back behind her. That got her to squirm a little because the torture appeared to be resuming. “Please…..no more….don’t tickle muh feet….please no more tickling…..” she whined into her gag.
Sylvia heard that whining and she smiled. Darby was really sounding desperate, and it made her realize this woman was on the verge from snapping. It was now time to push her over the edge and truly make her suffer. She looked down at that soft foot and knew it was time for her to use her own nails. She wanted to tickle the life out of that sensitive foot and really make Darby suffer. She looked over at Priscilla and had an idea come to her mind. “Hey, let’s see which one of us can make her scream louder. You tickle her foot for 60 seconds, and we will hear her scream. Then I tickle her foot for another 60 seconds, and we will make her tell us which was worse. Think you can do a better job than me? hehehe” she offered.
Priscilla heard that challenge and felt that rush of excitement flow through her body. They were both going to torture Darby and see who the better foot tickler was. It reminded her of the competition that she and Gloria Wellington had back at the mansion in Santa Selena. That competition was between Gloria’s maid, Bessie, and her sex slave to be, Cheyenne. It was a spirited competition, and she ended up losing. She berated Cheyenne for being such a failure and now she was determined to win this one. She didn’t have to rely on anyone else but her own skills. She had a sadistic smile and glared right back at Sylvia. “Deal!!! Hehehe I am going to win this. How about the loser treats the winner to dinner?” she counter offered.
“I like that. Ok, deal! I am really going to make this bitch scream. Hehehee Ok, I have my pocket watch.” Sylvia replied, then pulled out her pocket watch. She liked this idea of tormenting Darby, and it gave her the opportunity to inflict the most hellacious torture on that very tender foot. “Ok, get ready!!!! Get set!!!!...............GO!!!!!” she shouted.
Priscilla looked down at that deep pink sole and made both of her hands into claws. She then started to rake both sets of claws across that helpless foot and she loved it. Her nails sank into that tender flesh, and she had one claw on the arch and the other on the ball of the foot. She moved her fingers rapidly on that skin and she absolutely loved the reaction she got. Darby was laughing hysterically and with such power in her muffled voice. The nail attack surely had to be devastating, and she wanted to push her. She still thought about what this deputy did to her own feet, and it was payback time. She put more pressure into the flesh and really tried to draw out the worst sensations possible. “Laugh, bitch!” she yelled.
Darby exploded in hysterical laughter when she felt those nails tickling her right foot. She could feel how they were pressing into the bottom of her foot and moving rapidly over that skin. The sensations immediately overwhelmed her and every single nerve in her body was on fire. Her body grew really stiff, and her head was shaking all around in ticklish agony. It was as though Priscilla put a lot of effort into drawing out the worse tickling sensations she could endure. The nails were all over the ball of her foot and in her arch. She could even feel some of the touches on her delicate instep and it really drove it deep into her. This was not a pleasant, easy going foot tickle. This was an all-out attack to truly torture her. She couldn’t even think straight as her mind only focused on those ticklish feelings. It didn’t take her long to slip into silent laughter, and she prayed that this would all end soon. Her resistance was nearly depleted, and her body felt that urge to completely surrender. Then her eyes nearly came out of her head when she felt the nails in her toes. They were scraping the undersides, and she lost it. She didn’t make a sound, but her eyes were wide open, and she had a look of sheer desperation on her face. This was truly torture.
Sylvia looked at her watch and grinned. She could see just how much Darby was suffering and she enjoyed it. She watched as Pricilla’s nails focused first on the ball of the foot, then the arch. She could see those white trail flashes as the nails pressed and dragged across that deep pink skin. Knowing Darby was in silent laughter really made her feel good. This was all about torturing her and she was sure to snap. She felt herself shivering when she saw those nails attack the delicate undersides of those thick toes. It looked horrific and she couldn’t wait until she got to do it to the left foot. She could see the toes of the left foot curling and spreading open as Darby’s poor body was suffering. 60 seconds had finally passed, and she smiled. “TIME!!!!” she yelled out.
Priscilla got one last tickle on the toes, and she felt her adrenaline flowing at a high rate. She wished she had more than one minute to torture that foot. She was really getting into tickling it and found some great pleasure in going after those thick toes. She knew she tormented the deputy within an inch of her life and wanted to keep going. “Dammit!!! I was just getting started!!! That minute went way too fast!!” she said with glee.
“Hehehehe I bet it did! You did a really good job. I think she is about to die soon. Hehehe” Sylvia taunted as she looked at Darby’s body. She saw the head at first slumping backwards, then it fell forwards and she knew she was exhausted. A woman that ticklish on her feet would surely be done for at that point. But she felt a tingle between her own legs because it was her turn to tickle that foot. With Darby looking nearly finished, she had the opportunity to finish her. She wanted to make sure that woman was broken and would be a perfect sex toy. She wondered if she should test Darby’s response to having her private parts played with after her round of foot tickling. “It’s my turn. Hehehehe Let me give her a 60 second break, so she could be ready for me.” she said with a giggle.
Darby felt herself drooling out of her mouth and felt her warm tears flowing down her face. That foot tickling was devastating. Those nails really drove her crazy and her will to fight was just about gone. Her feet were her weakness, and she lost every single battle she had whenever her feet were tormented. She felt a crushing sadness within her because she was once again going to be prepped to be a sex slave. She had no idea how she was going to get out of this predicament and her fate was about to be sealed. The woman who would save her worked for Priscilla now. No one else knew where she was, so there was no hope of a rescue. She didn’t even know where she was, so she couldn’t escape on her own. Her body felt so weak, and she started to beg. She needed to beg to keep her from losing her will completely. “No more……please no more…..you win……you win….” she whimpered.
“Not yet! Hehehe I have to have my turn. Poor Darby. Her precious feet are being tickled, and she can’t take it. You truly are a tender footed deputy. Maybe I should just put an ad in the newspaper and let everyone know that you can simply defeat this deputy by tickling her HUGE FEET. Hehehe by the way, I do want to reiterate that. You have HUGE FEET. Hehehehe” Syliva taunted as she continued to try and humiliate Darby. She saw the 60 seconds of rest went by and now it was her turn. She handed the pocket watch to Priscilla to use, so she could use both hands to fully tickle the life out of that very helpless foot.
“Ok, are you ready? Hehehehe” Priscilla giggled. Now it was her turn to watch Darby suffer. She wondered if somehow before Sylvia left, they could keep her for a few days and tickle the life out of this woman every day. She wanted Darby to break permanently. She wanted this to be the last time she ever had to deal with her and finish her career once and for all. “Get ready!!!! Get set!!!!.................GO!!!” she announced.
Sylvia immediately placed one claw on the hell of that foot and the other on the ball of the foot. She pressed her nails deep into the skin then slowly raked them across those areas. She moved her nails from the inside edge of the heel and the ball of the foot, dragged it across the center areas of each spot until she finally got to the outside edge. She wanted Darby to feel that misery quickly and then raked her nails just below the ball of the foot and the heel. She was touching the arch area, and she felt all the muscles in that foot tense up and she saw Darby’s body once again jerking around. The shrill muffled laughter was music to her ears, and she felt powerful. She then moved her fingers very rapidly in the center of the arch and wanted to get as much torture as she could within 60 seconds. She moved her fingers at a dizzying pace, trying to touch every single spot on that pink skin. She then remembered the toes were quite sensitive and she went after them. She left the nails of her left hand on the arch and used her right hand to go after the toes. Even by just using her nails, she could tell just how tender the skin was. She didn’t hear laughter anymore, which meant Darby was in silent laughter. That gave her such a thrill. She was pushing Darby to the brink of ticklish insanity, and it was time to push her over. She really went after those toes and tried her very best to drag out the most intense tickling sensations she could. She also pictured being on a ship back to Greece and tickling these feet the entire time. She really started to get into it when she heard Priscilla’s voice.
“TIME!!!!!! Hehehehe” Priscilla called out. She saw how Sylvia used her nails on that vulnerable foot and was impressed. Tickling Darby’s feet was such a great pleasure, and she wondered if she could keep tickling them again.
Darby felt her body quit once the nails left her feet. Her entire body went limp, and her eyes were closed. Her head was slumped forward, and she was nearly unconscious. All that screaming and agony within her body almost made her pass out. The sensations were very intense, and she could still feel her feet tingling. She knew she was done. She didn’t want any more torture. Her body at this point would not be able to handle it anymore. She groaned in misery and prayed it was over. “No more……I submit….I submit….” she wheezed.
La Diabla felt she was about to cry. She had just witnessed the ruthless torture of Darby’s feet. The two women had a contest on who could tickle Darby’s feet worse. She saw how much ticklish agony Darby was in and now she saw her lover being a complete mess. She could hear her soft whimper about submitting and it broke her heart. Darby was done for and what made it worse is that she knew this ordeal was not over yet. She knew they wanted to truly torture her, and it was not going to go well for Darby. She hated herself for not intervening. She hated herself for not doing whatever she could to stop poor Darby from suffering so much. She fought back the tears and prayed this was over now. It was too much for her to see.
Sylvia walked towards the front of the table and looked at Darby’s worn-out form. She knew this woman was just about finished. Thalia was right. Once her feet were tickled, she would be far more submissive. Now it was time to find out who won the contest, then she was ready for the next phase of finishing Darby. She reached her right hand forward and lifted Darby’s head up by her chin. She could see how sweaty the face was and how wet her eyes were. She could see her breathing very hard as well. She had a defeated look on her face and all it took to put her in this position was tickling those extremely soft barefeet of hers. She wanted to keep playing with them and really make this woman suffer more. But she was more excited about what she had planned for her. She started to form a sinister smile and winked at the worn-out deputy. “So, did you have fun? Hehehe” she taunted.
Darby felt her head lifted and she saw that evil smirk on Sylvia’s face. She knew this woman was in control and she dreaded having her feet touched again. She absolutely felt so humiliated. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her once again. She felt the urge to cry but she had some dignity remaining. However, she was broken enough to start begging her with humiliating shame. “Please….ya beat me. Please…..no more tickling muh feet…..” she pleaded.
“Hehehe I LOVE tickling your feet. They are sensational!!! I truly have never seen such a perfect pair of feet before. Now, before I continue to torture you, you were just in a contest. Priscilla tickled your foot first, then I did. Who did the better job?” Sylvia asked with a sly grin. She saw Priscilla come next to her and they both faced the exhausted woman. She didn’t really care who won because in the end, she was going to be the one who took Darby back to Greece and finally be the one who defeated the famous deputy and ended her lifestyle once and for all.
Priscilla saw Darby’s face and loved how defeated she looked. It was the same look she remembered back in Santa Selena. It gave her great pride that both Darby and La Diabla were once again defeated by her. Her revenge was just about completed. Now, she wanted to enjoy a little fun and embarrass Darby further. “Yes! Who tickled your feet worse? Me or her?” she asked with a giddy smile.
Darby heard the question, and she had no idea who won this contest. It was very embarrassing that they made some kind of wager to see who could torture her worse. She felt so horrible and so helpless at the moment. She looked at both women through her tear-filled eyes and wondered if the loser or the winner would celebrate by tickling her again. “Please don’t tickle me anymore….Please don’t.” she begged through her saliva-soaked gag.
“If you don’t declare a winner, you WILL be tickled for the rest of the night and all day tomorrow. Who won?” Sylvia threatened. She really loved the state of mind Darby was in and felt very much in control. It was just a little while longer and this woman would never be the same again.
Darby heard the threat, and it made her feel very sad. She didn’t want to be tickled anymore and looked at both women again. They were both very cruel to her sensitive feet and it was the same. She glanced over at Priscilla who had this smirk on her face. She decided to just declare her the winner because she looked at her. “She did…..she did….please don’t tickle muh feet anymore. Please…..I can’t take it anymore.” she whined.
“YES!!!!! I WON!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA” Priscilla shouted when she heard that she was the winner. She did a fist pump and smiled at Sylvia. It felt good to win a contest, especially after losing one to Gloria. She reached her hand forward to shake Sylvia’s hand and smiled. “Good matchup!” she gloated.
Sylvia could see how happy Priscilla was and she didn’t mind it. She still never truly liked this woman but after hearing how angry she was over the sex trafficking ring was decimated, making her smile was a definite good thing. She knew Priscilla wouldn’t do anything to her, but she really did not want to deal with that woman while she was in a foul mood. She also didn’t want her to blame her for the failure of the facility. “Yes, good matchup. It appears your foot tickling skills are very good. Especially on feet like hers. Hehehe” she giggled.
“Oh yes! Her feet are such great prizes. I love how miserable she looks too! Are you sure you need to take her back to Greece? I really would like to have her in my home being a sex toy. I would love to have her naked and suffer under my fingers every single day!” Priscilla replied. She wanted to continue to torment Darby. It would be her ultimate victory to have both the deputy and the outlaw under her control.
“Hehehe yes, I need to take her back to Greece. I was paid very well to deliver her to Christos and Thalia. I don’t want to disappoint them.” Sylvia responded. She looked at Darby and saw her head slumping again. Now was the time to really have her way with her. Now was the time to perform the ultimate humiliation. It was time to get her naked and conquer her sexually. “Speaking of her being naked, I think it is time she becomes naked here. I want to see what she looks like naked. I bet it is an amazing sight.” she threatened.
“Oh yes!!! She is BEAUTIFUL naked! Hehehehe I have seen her that way. I can’t stand this woman, and I love how she is just a broken stooge. But I will give her credit. She is a beautiful woman. Just wait until you see her tits, and especially her pussy. You think her feet were amazing? Just wait until you see that sweet pussy.” Priscilla said. She thought back to her time in Santa Selena when she got to torment Darby’s naked body along with Helga. She remembered gazing upon that pussy of hers and how impressive it was. It also excited her because she had an idea for La Diabla. She wanted the outlaw to share Darby’s misery, and she rubbed her hands. “Oh yes, just wait until you see her pussy.” she smiled.
“I heard her pussy was in fact, really beautiful. Hehehe” Sylvia giggled. She truly appreciated Thalia giving her all the great information about Darby ahead of time. Everything she described was accurate thus far. Now it was time to humiliate Darby. She lifted her head up once again and grinned. “Darby, Darby, Darby. You look absolutely pathetic. Your face is a mess. However, I believe your body is still very beautiful. So, if you don’t want me to tickle your feet again, I suggest you tell me you want me to strip you naked. You are either going to be naked, or your feet get it again. We will have another contest and tickle your feet for 15 minutes each to start. What will be it? Oh, let me get this gag out. I want to hear you clearly….” she asked.
Darby’s eyes went wide when she heard her choice. She truly feared having her feet tickled again, but being stripped naked would be horrifying as well. It meant that she was going to be played with sexually. Her body was so tired, she knew that once sexual play began, she was probably going to have an orgasm, and these women were going to humiliate her. She could feel her feet tingling again, and her fear rose. Then she felt the sock getting pulled out of her mouth and in a sense, she liked that. Her jaw was aching, and her mouth was dry from that sock absorbing so much of her saliva. She looked at Sylvia and wanted to beg her. She was on the edge and desperately needed mercy. “Please….ya got to stop doing this to me. Ya already defeated me. What more do you want?” she begged, now able to speak her words clearly.
“I want your body. That’s what I want. I guess we have to tickle your feet again since you didn’t answer my question.” Sylvia said, then started to head back towards the feet area.
“NO!!! NOT MUH FEET! PLEASE DON’T TICKLE MUH FEET!!!! Strip me nekkid!!! Strip me nekkid!!!” Darby shouted. She hated that option, but her nervous system was on fire and any further foot tickling would be pure torture. She felt so ashamed she was begging to be naked, but she felt she had no other choice.
“Good girl. Hehehehe Your feet are truly your greatest weakness. Now, I think it is time to see what your body looks like. I hope it is better than what I saw on Phoebe Wellington. She had a sensational body. I hope yours is better….” Sylvia bragged then reached her hands behind Darby’s back and undid the bra clasp. The bra came loose, and she felt excitement growing within her. She was going to take a look at Darby’s breasts and wanted to play with them as well. She started to remove the garment off the chest and pushed the cups above the mounds. Once she got them up and over the breasts, her eyes finally saw what was hiding underneath. She gasped as she finally saw the naked chest of Deputy Darby Reeves. The breasts were a size B and were rounded nicely. She could see the small pink nipples and could tell the skin was extremely soft. The breasts sagged just a bit but also appeared firm. She was very impressed, and she licked her lips. “Ooooh!!! Those are NICE!!!! They really are a sight to see. I can see the naked breasts of the famous deputy. Hehehe” she giggled.
Darby felt her face burning with shame once the bra came off her chest. She could feel the cups just below her chin and knew her breasts were exposed for anyone to see. It was such a humiliating moment for her, and the shame washed over her. No matter how many times this moment had happened to her, it was always a horrible feeling, and she always felt great shame. She was also very concerned after hearing that Sylvia said she had attacked Phoebe. That bit of information was a surprise and after hearing Kylie’s account of what happened, she felt terrible for her. She also knew it was going to happen to her as well. “Why do you have to do this to me? Why did you do it to Phoebe?” she asked in a sad voice.
“Because! I want to see your naked body. I want to have some fun with you. Phoebe was a favor for someone else. But you? Oh, you sweet thing, this is all about revenge and my pleasure too. Tell me Deputy Darby, are your titties soft?” Sylvia asked, then reached forward and placed her hands on the two mounds. She felt a tingle between her legs because now she was going to have her way with Darby sexually. She heard those whimpers as she groped the chest. She could see that look of shame on her face, and it got her excited. She looked over at Priscilla who had a look of satisfaction on it as well. “Wow! Her tis are NICE! They feel so good on my hands. I absolutely hate her as a person, but dammit, her body is something else. No wonder so many women want to fuck you, Darby. You just have that type of body that even women just want to fuck. Haha” she taunted.
La Diabla felt her eyes filled with tears as Darby was now going to be sexually humiliated. It pained her knowing that her lover was going through this kind of torment. She knew how responsive Darby was sexually and after being tormented so much, she knew they were going to force her to orgasm right in front of her. She truly hated being in this moment and as she saw Sylvia fondling those sweet breasts, a tear fell from her right eye. She wiped it with her hand, and she felt so much emotional pain. “Darby…..I’m sorry. I’m so sorry….” she told herself in a soft voice.
Darby felt the groping of her breasts and her body continued to be filled with shame. She was too weak to resist and when she felt those thumbs rubbing her nipples she moaned. She knew what was about to happen and she felt sad. She knew her body was going to respond and when she felt her nipples stiffening, she wanted to cry. They were definitely trying to humiliate her sexually at this point. She could see the determination in Sylvia’s eyes. She looked at her and wanted to beg. She felt those sexual feelings starting to rise and she couldn’t stop it. She didn’t want to stop it because it was better than them tickling her helpless bare feet. “Sylvia…..you got to stop this. Please don’t do this to me. You won….just let me go.” she pleaded.
“You know, you are cute when you beg. But you are also kind of stupid. I told you what your fate will be, so why are you asking me to let you go? I understand you wanting me to stop touching these nipples of yours, but let you go? You silly goose!” Sylvia taunted. She looked down at the nipples and saw those pink buds getting really stiff. She felt the moment was now turning erotic and forcing Darby to orgasm would be the best thing to happen. She then moved her fingers underneath the breasts and softly stroked that delicate skin under there. She saw the look on Darby’s face go from shock to a smile. That delighted her because her prisoner had ticklish breasts! “Oooh! What do we have here? Do you have ticklish breasts?? I like that….” she teased.
Darby felt those fingers softly tickling underneath her breasts and she couldn’t help but giggle. The assassin was finding all of her spots, and she continued to feel utterly embarrassed. She started to shake her body, which caused her breasts to sway, much to the delight of her captors. She still couldn’t believe this was happening and she was going to endure so much more torture. “Hehehehe quit it! Stop tickling muh breasts! Hehehehe it tickles!” she giggled.
“I know! I love it! Hmmmm….I think you want me to keep playing with these breasts. Your nipples appear to like my touch. I wonder how they would like my tongue….” Sylvia said in a teasing voice, then lowered her head down. She kept her fingers under the breasts and looked at the right nipple. It was very stiff, and it looked delicious. She gently blew her breath across the nipple, and she could see how Darby’s body reacted. She was getting the trapped deputy hot, and it was time to keep pushing her. “You like that, don’t you?” she teased.
Darby felt that warm breath over her nipple and it made her swoon. She hated this feeling. Her body was not going to listen to her mind and just enjoy the physical pleasure. She felt her right nipple starting to pulsate and prayed she could make this all stop. She also started to feel a wetness growing between her legs and that really made her embarrassed. “Please….don’t do this to me. I am begging you...” she softly said.
“Hehehe mmmmmmmm I like these nipples. How do they taste?” Sylvia asked, then stuck out her pink tongue. She wanted to continue to try and drive Darby wild and force her to orgasm for her. She took the tip of her very warm tongue and gently licked the right nipple. She felt a rush of excitement in her own body after tasting that nipple. It tasted incredible and she did another lick. She had done this to other victims, but for some reason, doing it to Darby really got her sexual excitement level to another level. Dominating this proud woman was such a turn on and she wanted more. “Damn, you taste SO good. You know I am going to really have my way with you now. Who would have ever thought a bitch like you would be so sexually pleasing to me?” she teased.
“Please…..don’t do this to me. I-I don’t want you to lick me there. Please have mercy on me.” Darby whined as she felt more licks to her nipples. The sensations felt incredible. After the ticklish nightmare she had gone through, this kind of touch felt incredible for her body. It was the worst kind of torture. Having her body sexually conquered and there was no way to stop it.
Priscilla watched with great excitement as she saw Sylvia licking that right nipple. It was such an erotic scene. She did find Sylvia to be very pretty and even though she hated Darby, she knew she was also very pretty. It was a great sight to see the darker pink tongue of Sylvia tasting the light pink nipple of Darby. She could see just how hard the nipple was and knew Darby was in sexual heat. She stared at her underwear covered ass and knew it was not going to be long before she saw it. She glanced over at La Diabla who looked so sad. That made her extremely happy knowing that she was so miserable. Now the only thing she wanted to do was to humiliate both of them and her idea got her excited. She couldn’t wait until Darby’s underwear came off.
Sylvia continued to lick and taste that sweet right nipple and her own lust was growing out of control. This torment of Darby was personal, so she was getting more into what she was doing compared to the other victims. She then felt greedy and moved her head to the left nipple. She wanted to taste that nipple and savor this moment. She wrapped her lips around that nipple and started to suckle on it. Her tongue flickered across the pink bud, and she felt her own wetness increasing. Darby was such a magnificent victim, and she just wanted more. She stopped sucking on the nipple for a moment and looked at Darby’s defeated face. She saw how glazed over her eyes were and she was so turned on herself. She then planted her lips across Darby’s and kissed her with passion. She was losing control of her own sexual desires and just had to start getting some of her sexual energy out.
Darby’s eyes went wide when she felt Sylvia’s mouth on hers. It surprised her because she didn’t expect that at all. The sucking of her nipples felt incredible, and her own lust was increasing. Then she felt those warm lips on hers and she didn’t know what else to do. It was a nice kiss, but it was with someone she had no feelings for at all. She felt some tingling throughout her body, and then the kiss broke. She looked at Sylvia with great shock. “You….you kissed me?” she said in a soft voice.
“Damn! I needed that. Oh, Christos and Thalia are truly going to enjoy fucking your brains out. You are a moron, a failure and I can’t stand you, but dammit, your sexual energy is amazing! Ok, I think it is time to see that pussy of yours! I need to play with it, and I need to play with it now. You deserve a good fucking!” Sylvia said in her passion. She felt incredible at the moment and after playing with those pink, perfect feet, tasting those sweet nipples, and kissing the helpless deputy, her own lust was getting out of control. She was very turned on and she was losing her composure as someone that wanted to torture others.
Priscilla could hear the lust in Sylvia’s voice and for the first time, the calm, cool, assassin was getting a little out of control. She liked it because it showed she was in fact human. “hehehe you really want to see her pussy? I promise you; you will not be disappointed at all.” she told her.
Sylvia felt her loins burning with desire and knew she had to calm down. She was getting too excited and from what her own mentor once told her; too much emotion would be her downfall. She paused for a moment and tried to calm herself. She had a lot of sexual desire for Darby right now, but she had to keep herself under control. She knew it was time to have her way with Darby’s pussy, but she had to do it under control. She stepped away for a moment and calmed herself. “Yes, let’s go after that pussy of hers. But I need her in a different position.” she said.
Priscilla looked at her and wondered what she had in store. She looked at Darby and the kneeling position that Darby was in was not a good position to clearly see her pussy. She looked over at La Diabla and Pilar. She needed them to help rearrange Darby. She decided to leave La Diabla out of it because she had an idea on what to do with her. She looked at Sylvia and smiled. “Hey, I think I can have Pilar help you change her around.” she told her.
“Ok, that will work. Come on, Pilar. Let’s get her ready.” Sylvia instructed. She looked at Darby’s slumping form and knew she had to be quick. She had Darby completely vulnerable and did not want her to regroup. If she did when she was untied, then they could have a fight on her hands. She did not want to end up losing this battle because of any mistakes. She saw Pilar starting to untie the ankles, and she worked on the wrists. Once she got them undone, she felt Darby collapsing in her arms. The deputy was exhausted, but they still had to move. She saw Pilar get both ankles undone and she pushed Darby backwards and laid her on her back. She told Pilar to tie the wrists where the ankles once were. She then took the wrist ropes and started to tie them to each ankle. Once she got that done, she heard Darby moaning. Thankfully, she was still exhausted, and they could get her re-tied. Once she got those ropes around each ankle, she took a moment to look at the bottoms of those big feet. The pink skin was driving her crazy and she really wanted to have her way with them again. She put them down and then started to lift them back up by pulling the ropes. She got the left foot in the air, then secured the rope to keep her ankle and leg high into the air. Sylvia then repeated the procedure with the right foot, but she moved it away from the left foot, so that Darby’s legs formed a “V” and was slightly spread open. She made sure the ropes were secure and now, Darby’s feet were high into the air, and she was completely vulnerable. She looked at the bottom of the right foot and decided to have a little fun. She planted her lips right in the arch and gave it a kiss. That simple kiss set off her lust again because the skin of the foot felt incredible on her lips. “Damn, I really love these feet of hers. Hehehe” she giggled.
Priscilla felt a rush of excitement in her body when she saw Darby now flat on her back and so vulnerable. She couldn’t help but giggle when she saw Sylvia kissing the foot of Darby. She knew that feeling. Those feet were irresistible. She saw Pilar looking happy and she felt happy. Now it was time to finish this woman off, but she needed to humiliate her in the worst kind of way. “Hey, let’s get her underwear off. I think it is time we see her pussy…..” she told the group.
La Diabla felt more tears coming from her eyes. She just watched Darby get dominated and she could only stand there. She saw Sylvia kissing Darby and having her way with her nipples. Darby’s body was like a rag doll at this point. It was very hard to watch her get placed on her back and now her feet were hoisted in the air. She knew what was coming. She knew her lover’s most private area was about to be exposed, and they were surely going to humiliate her sexually. She saw how Priscilla was beaming with joy. Her hatred grew with each passing moment, and she felt so helpless. This was far worse because she was not tied down. She heard Priscilla mentioning removing the underwear and it was time. She dropped her head and closed her eyes. She could not watch as Darby was about to be utterly embarrassed. She wanted to free Darby and hug her. She was going through a lot, and this would be her breaking point. They were going to force an orgasm out of her and break her soul. “This is not right….” she whispered to herself.
Darby lay on her back and she was too tired to do anything. She felt her body being released from her bondage, and all she hoped for was her defeat and humiliation would be over. She felt herself getting put on her back and groaned when she felt her wrists being tied once again and her ankles were hoisted in the air. She felt terrible about being in this position. She felt helpless again and that really bothered her. She winced when she felt something kissing the bottom of her foot and realized that they were not done with her yet. She could see Priscilla, Sylvia and another woman staring down at her and she wondered what they were going to do to her next. “Please….don’t torture me anymore. What are ya going to do to me now?” she begged.
Priscilla leaned closer to Darby’s tired face and had a large grin. She had waited for this moment, and it was time to see Darby finished forever. This woman caused her so much pain and misery and now, she was the winner. She was going to get the last laugh. “You bitch; you are going to pay. I will take your soul away. You are done for. You hear me? DONE FOR!” she yelled.
Sylvia smiled as she heard that emotion in Priscilla’s voice. She looked at the underwear and it was time for it to come off. She wanted to cut the garment off. She wanted to expose Darby’s nakedness and shame her in front of everyone. “Hey, you got a knife?” she asked Priscilla.
“As a matter of fact, I do! I have a few items for her sweet pussy. Hehehehe” Priscilla responded. She then reached for a pouch she took with her on this trip for this specific reason. It was the same pouch that carried tools when she humiliated Isabel. Now it was going to be done to Darby. She pulled out a small knife and handed it to Sylvia. “Do it! I promise, when you take a look at her pussy, you will love it.” she told her.
Sylvia grinned when she took ahold of the knife. She then walked over to where Darby’s legs were and stared at the underwear. She leaned down a little and pulled the underwear from the perineum area. She stretched the material out and then using the knife, started to cut the fabric. She saw how it was coming undone, and she was getting excited. She was so close to exposing the most private area on Darby and then finish her off. “Hehehehe this will be good.” she mused.
Darby whimpered a little when she felt her underwear being pulled on. Her eyes went wide because she knew what was about to happen and it broke her heart. They were going after her special place, and she was helpless to stop it. She wiggled her toes a little and prayed they wouldn’t expose her. She saw the look of happiness on Priscilla’s face, and it hurt her own heart. “Please…..you won. You don’t have to do this to me. Please don’t expose me. You won!” she begged.
“Hehehe you damn right I won! But that pussy of yours, I got plans for it!” Priscilla gloated. She then went to stand next to Sylvia and watched her cut away on the underwear. She heard the fabric tearing and then, it came apart. She gasped as she watched Sylvia cut away at other parts and finally slipping the underwear off. Her eyes went wide when she saw the red pubic hair and rubbed her hands together in great anticipation.
Sylvia finished making strategic cuts on the underwear and started to pull the garment off the groin area. Her eyes could see how pale the skin was and saw that red pubic hair getting exposed. Then once the garment came completely off, she gasped. Her eyes saw something that blew her mind, and she was amazed. With Darby’s legs slightly spread open, she had a clear look at the spot between her legs. Right below those red hairs was the vagina itself. She saw that light pink lips, and they looked absolutely perfect. “Oh….my……goodness! Will you look at that! Her pussy is perfect! Wow, look at that pink color. She is pink in all the right places. My goodness, it is beautiful!” she said in surprise.
Darby felt her face turning beet red with shame as her underwear slid off her body. She was completely naked, and she knew they were staring at her most precious spot. She always hated this moment. She always hated when another woman forcefully stripped her and exposed her womanhood. It was such a humiliating feeling, and she started to get emotional. “Please cover me….don’t look at me.” she pleaded.
“Oh, we are looking at you alright. See? I told you she has a pretty pussy! Go ahead, pull her pussy open and look at the insides. It will be beautiful.” Priscilla grinned. She remembered the first time she saw Darby’s pussy. It was in that cavern in Santa Selena and Darby was in that special chair where her legs were spread open and she saw her pussy. It was such a great moment for her. She had her way with Darby and when she forced her to orgasm, it was a memory that she was going to savor forever. Now, she had her trapped again and she wanted to make this woman’s life absolutely miserable.
Sylvia heard Priscilla’s advice, and she used her fingers to open up the pussy lips and saw the inside. She gasped loudly when she saw that bright pink inside there. She was stunned by how good it looked. She truly loved Darby’s beauty at this point. She came to this part of the world to capture her and bring her to Greece, and now she understood why Thalia raved about this woman’s body. Seeing it for herself made her love Darby’s physical attractiveness. She hated her as a person, but her body was outstanding. She was ticklish in all the right areas and now in a sexual manner, she was a perfect specimen. From her nipples to her pussy, this woman was perfect. “You were right. This is amazing. She has a perfect looking pussy. Incredible. Absolutely incredible.” she said as she gazed at those pink insides.
Darby felt like crying at this moment. The humiliation of it all burned deep within her soul. She felt her pussy being opened up and heard those words being said about her. She started to whimper loudly because they had complete control over her, and she was like some kind of specimen. It normally was flattering when her looks were praised by someone like La Diabla, but these criminals doing it really made her feel shame. “Why are you doing this to me? Please stop.” she whined.
“Stop? You stupid bitch, we are just beginning. I will let Sylvia have her way with that sweet pussy of yours, but first, I want to get you prepared!” Priscilla said with excitement. The time had arrived for her to humiliate the prisoner, and she felt like dancing about it. She looked at Pilar and Sylvia and clapped her hands. “Ladies, to get her ready for her pussy to be wrecked, how about we SHAVE her first? Hehehe” she told them.
Sylvia smiled when she heard that suggestion. She liked the idea of shaving Darby’s pubic hair off. That was also the way Christos liked his women, and it absolutely made the victim become a meek submissive. She looked at Priscilla with pride and looked forward to playing with the nude pussy once it was ready. “I like that idea! Ok, are you going to shave it off, or should I?” she asked.
“Neither….I think the shaving should be personal. I think it is only appropriate if she is utterly humiliated by someone she likes. I want La Diabla to do it. I want her to shave her pussy clean, then it is all yours to play with.” Priscilla told her. She then looked at the outlaw and saw the look of shock on her face. She knew she just blew her mind, and it was the perfect plan. It would be a great way to humiliate La Diabla as well.
La Diabla heard that instruction and her jaw dropped. She was already crushed emotionally watching them remove Darby’s underwear and exposing her most private area. She knew how shameful that was, and her heart went out to Darby. The woman she loved was being destroyed and she had to watch. She heard all of their comments about how pretty that area was, and she agreed because she loved it as much. It really hurt her heart knowing the woman she loved was going through such embarrassing torture. Then she heard that she was supposed to shave Darby, and she wanted no part of this moment. “Are you crazy? I am not shaving her! You do it!” she responded with some anger in her voice.
“No, you WILL shave her! I am ordering you to do it! Do I have to remind you that your mother’s life is on the line here? If you refuse to do it, well, bad things happen to her. You know I am not lying. SO, SHAVE HER!!” Priscilla growled. She felt her anger rising and she had enough of La Diabla’s defiance. It was time to put her back in her place.
La Diabla felt her heart aching when she heard the threat to her mother. She knew Priscilla was right. She knew her mother was in danger, and it truly broke her spirit knowing that in order to save her and keep her alive, she had to sacrifice Darby. She felt her emotions getting to her because she did not want to be a part of this but had no choice. It was at least just a shaving and not actually torturing Darby. She started to walk towards Darby and her steps felt heavy. She saw that look of glee on Priscilla’s face, and she wanted to destroy that woman once and for all. She finally made it to where Darby was laying there, and she could see her exposed pussy very clearly. She looked up towards the ceiling, hoping for a miracle, but she had to get to work. She looked over at Priscilla and saw her trying to hand a razor over to her. “I hate you….” she told her.
“I hate you too. Now SHAVE!!!” Priscilla demanded. She also handed some shaving cream to La Diabla, and she felt a tremendous amount of power within her body. She was forcing La Diabla to help humiliate Darby and it was actually happening. She stepped back a little so she could see a clear view of the shaving. This was her moment of triumph. Forcing her sworn enemy to help embarrass another enemy.
La Diabla held the shaving cream in one hand, and the razor in the other. She looked between the raised legs and saw Darby’s chest and her face. She could see the sadness in the facial expressions and her own eyes were getting watery. She had to resist the urge to cry because she needed her eyes to be clear so she wouldn’t cut Darby in her delicate areas. She made eye contact with her and her heart broke. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry….” she said softly.
Darby looked between her raised legs and saw the woman she loved standing there. She heard Priscilla’s demands, and she was stunned. She heard the evil woman demanding La Diabla to shave her. Getting shaved was always an embarrassing moment for her. It happened with La Diabla, and it happened with all the other criminals who captured her and tortured her. She knew even though this was embarrassing for her, her heart went out to the outlaw. She heard Priscilla telling La Diabla about her mother and it all started to make sense now. It appeared that Priscilla did something to her mother and that was why she had to obey her. That really hurt her heart because she understood now why the outlaw was following her. It was to save her mother. She saw La Diabla telling her she was sorry, and she wanted to cry for her. Even though she was going to get shaved, she felt terrible for her instead of her own plight. “I love you…” she mouthed back to her, hoping she could read her lips.
La Diabla read Darby’s lips, and it made her emotional. She had to perform this humiliating act on Darby, but her lover was ok with it. That meant a lot to her because the last thing she wanted to do was make her life more miserable. She truly hated this moment, but she had to do it and most importantly, Darby seemed ok with it. She placed the canister of shaving cream down on the table, right next to Darby’s ass, and opened it up. She put the handle of the razor in her mouth and took a clump of shaving cream out and she applied it on Darby’s groin. It was hard for her to focus because when she touched Darby’s groin normally, it was a special interaction between the two of them. They would both be naked and have a good time. That was how she had to focus on this moment. That this was something they both wanted. She started to massage the cream all over the hair and around the groin area. She heard some soft whimpering but continued to focus on the task at hand. She fought back her tears and tried to keep her composure. Once the cream was lathered up, she took the razor from her mouth and held it for a moment. She wanted to make sure her hand wasn’t trembling. The last thing she wanted to do was cut Darby. La Diabla took a deep breath, then started to use the razor and started to shave the woman she loved. She could see the red hair mixed with the cream and it was coming off. She was very careful when she was close to the pussy and continued to shave her. She heard noises coming from Priscilla, Sylvia and Pilar and she wanted to kill them all.
“Hehehe I love this!!! Soon, that pussy will be shaved and I am really going to have my way with it. This will be the sweetest pussy ever.” Sylvia laughed as she watched La Diabla shaving Darby clean. She loved Priscilla’s idea and knew this had to be gut-wrenching for the outlaw. She stared at the groin and more of that red hair was coming off. It reminded her of what she did to Phoebe. She shaved that woman and made her cum her brains out in such a humiliating fashion. She wanted to do the same for Darby. She was pleased that La Diabla was clearing the area, and her own excitement started to build. The same pussy that Thalia dominated would soon be hers.
La Diabla continued to shave the mound and soon, she got most of the cream off. The red hair was completely gone, and she wanted to cry. She had just shaved Darby’s womanhood so that these evil women could humiliate her in the worst kind of way. She could see the naked pussy and it did look beautiful. The same pussy that she had gotten to play with and have sex with. This could also be the final time she ever saw it. If this plan all worked out, Darby was going to Greece and never be seen again. That thought made her start to cry because of the finality of it all. The final act she had with Darby’s womanhood was shaving her clean, so she could be humiliated. She put down the razor and then walked away. She could not bear to watch any longer.
Priscilla saw La Diabla walking away and her heart was very happy. She knew there was a lot of emotional anguish in that woman and that made her extremely happy. That was the reason she wanted the outlaw to shave Darby. To destroy her emotionally and it appeared it worked. She looked over at Sylvia and smiled. “Her pussy is all yours. Have your way with it. Make her pay for everything she had done to me and to you.” she told her.
Darby lay there and felt so humiliated. She felt that razor shave away her hairs and it was heart wrenching. She looked at La Diabla’s face as she was shaving her and it broke her heart. She could see that emotion on her lover’s face and it had to be painful for all of that to happen. Her own heart was broken because once again, they were both destroyed and humiliated. Then she saw her walk away and knew she was in emotional pain. She wanted to hug her and hope that before she left for Greece, they could embrace each other one more time. She heard Priscilla talking about tormenting her most private area and her heart sank. She knew what was going to happen next and she felt her entire body becoming on edge. “Please….don’t touch me anymore. You won. Just leave me alone.” she pleaded.
“You will be touched. I have been dreaming of this moment ever since Thalia told me about your sweet pussy. Now, let me get some of this cream off of you and we will begin. Hehehe” Sylvia teased as she wiped away some cream that remained around the groin area. She wanted a clear look at the skin and those pink folds. It looked absolutely incredible and now, she was going to have her way with that mound. She didn’t have her usual tools with her because they had to make an escape, but she would just have to make do with her fingers. She lightly stroked her fingernails along the inner thighs and felt the legs tense up and heard the cutest squeal coming from Darby’s lips. This woman was ticklish everywhere and she was going to exploit it. “Hehehehe don’t tell me you are ticklish here too!” she joked.
Darby felt those nails sliding against her inner thighs and the ticklish sensations flowed through her body. She knew she was ticklish everywhere and now she was being tormented again. They were not showing any mercy and now she was laughing harder. Then the tickling stopped, and she looked at Sylvia’s face. She saw the look of pure happiness on it, and it made her shudder. “Please….don’t tickle me anymore! I am really sensitive and it’s driving me crazy.” she pleaded.
“I see. Hehehehe Well, good news for you. I will stop tickling you, but I am not done touching you.” Sylvia replied. She then started to softly stroke the pad of her index finger down that pussy slit and she heard Darby’s cute squealing sound. She loved how it felt. She felt her own heart beating faster as it was time to play with this pussy. She used her other hand to spread the lips open and seeing those bright pink insides really turned her on. She gently blew her breath into that pink area, and she felt the body shuddering. She loved it when a woman had a responsive pussy. Darby was incredibly sexy physically and she was truly going to remember this moment for a long time. She continued to blow softly all around the mound and heard those cute little gasps and saw the pussy muscles starting to twitch. She blew across the creases of the groin where the legs connected to the hips, and then gently blew her breath down the pussy, across the perineum and over the hole in the ass. She had Darby completely vulnerable, and she was going to make sure she really broke her.
Priscilla watched this happening and her own lust starting to build. Dominating women sexually always got her turned on and seeing how Sylvia was playing with her got her excited. She loved the way the assassin was gently blowing across the entire pussy area and Darby’s gasps, and cute squeals were highly erotic. She looked over at her face and could see that slight smile, but also the look of distress in her eyes. She wished it was her to punish that pussy, but Sylvia could handle it. She thought about perhaps playing with Isabel’s pussy later. She needed sexual relief, and her prisoner was available for it. She knew that would also piss off La Diabla and that was very gratifying. She also knew she had to figure out a new plan as well. She started to feel her anger returning because this same deputy ruined her sex trafficking business. It never had its very first auction, so she didn’t even make any money at all. That made her want to see Darby destroyed even more. “Wreck that pussy of hers. Make her nice and juicy and destroy her.” she growled.
Sylvia smiled when she heard Priscilla talking about destroying the pussy of Darby. She really wanted to, and she left the pussy lips go. It was time to get her aroused, so she could force that orgasm out of her. She started to tickle the lips again and moved her fingers close to the clit area. She wanted to start teasing that love button and force Darby to get horny. She used her left hand to start massaging the pussy lips and the other hand to gently rub the clit area. “Poor Darby, after all that tickling, she deserves a nice pussy massage.” she said with a huge grin.
Darby felt that massaging taking place on her special place and the rubbing of her clit. It felt absolutely incredible, especially after all the blowing and teasing took place. She felt sensual pleasure and tried to focus. She did not want them to prolong this humiliating torture. She knew they were trying to make her cum, so she figured the sooner she did it, the faster this torture could end. She closed her eyes and started to focus. She wanted to imagine someone else touching her. She wanted to drive her body wild with lust and get that orgasm out of her. In the past, she would try and fight it, but she lost that battle every single time. La Diabla was also here, and she did not want to put her in agony much longer as well. Now, it was a matter of getting it over with. The first image that popped into her head was not La Diabla, but of Mandy from Plotsville. It surprised her, but it also excited her. She remembered how she ended up naked somehow in Mandy’s bed and even though she could have bene taken advantage of; Mandy did not touch her sexually. That made her admire the woman because she knew how badly she wanted to have sex. The thought of having sex with Mandy seemed nice, but she had to focus on someone she definitely wanted to have sex with. She filled her mind with La Diabla’s image, and when they were both naked. That got her juices flowing and she let out a moan.
“That’s right, Darby. This feels so good, doesn’t it? Youa re going to cum for me. You are going to give me your juices whether you want to or not. You are mine and soon you will be everyone else’s too. Hehehehe” Sylvia taunted. She continued to massage the pussy, then she paused. She used her fingers to open the clit hood and saw the love button. She gasped as she looked at it and that bright pink color mesmerized her. She leaned her head forward and gave it a gentle lick with her tongue. The taste of it exploded within her body and she loved it. “Damn! She tastes great!” she shouted.
La Diabla felt warm tears falling down her face as she watched Sylvia having her way with Darby’s private area. She heard all the words and heard Darby’s responses. It was killing her inside watching all of this happen. She could see how Priscilla and Pilar were staring at the scene and had looks of lust on their faces. She closed her eyes for a moment and placed her hands together flat and placed them near her mouth as though she was praying. She really hoped this moment would end soon because it was truly tearing her apart within her body and soul.
Darby felt that lick on her clit and it completely distracted her. The sensation was overwhelming and the reality of what was happening to her really hit hard. She wanted the orgasm to happen, but she also felt really ashamed. They were treating her cruelly and it made her sad. They were trying to take something from her, and she couldn’t stand it. Her pride started to dwindle and now she felt weaker. They were going to make her cum. The way the tongue ravished her clit felt absolutely incredible and intense and she could not get her mind to focus on La Diabla doing this to her. Her mind put Sylvia’s face there and she looked down towards her groin. She could see the blond woman lapping away at her mound and it broke her. That woman was dominating her, and she could do nothing about it. She could see that head now starting to move faster side to side, the tongue rubbing against her sensitive clit faster and those intense sexual feelings grew within her body. It was a surreal sight seeing someone she had no feelings for performing oral sex on her and it made her realize she was having a forced orgasm once again That weighed heavily on her mind and it was taking a toll on her emotions. She glanced over to her right and saw Priscilla watching her. That woman was getting her revenge as well and she was going to cum in front of her. Then her eyes rolled into the back of her head when that tongue pressed hard against her clit and got really aggressive. That overpowered her and now her body was surrendering to the pleasure. “Noooo….mmmmm……please no…….that feels……please don’t….” she moaned with a mixed reaction to her pussy being eaten.
Sylvia heard those soft moaning sounds, and she loved it. She surprised herself again by being so into playing with this pussy of Darby’s. She enjoyed forcing her victims to orgasm, but there was just something magical about this moment. Her prisoner was a famous hero and now she was having her pussy eaten by her. This was actually better than trying to assassinate her. That was her job, but dominating Darby in this way felt even better. She controlled this woman’s body and pleasure. She was going to make her have a powerful orgasm. The more her tongue ravished that clit, the more her own body loved it. She started to lick harder and with more pressure. The sounds Darby was making turned her on and she was determined to push her over the edge. She started to taste the love juices, which only excited her more. She then thought of a fun idea. She paused for a moment and looked at Priscilla, and then Pilar. “Hey, softly tickle her feet. Not too hard, just soft enough for her to feel it.” she instructed, then resumed her tasting of that sweet pussy.
Priscilla smiled when she heard that. She could tell Sylvia was far more into this moment than she would have ever thought. It also gave her a chance to touch those feet once again. She got close to the right foot and placed the pad of her hand and fingers and softly stroked the bottom of that vulnerable foot. It excited her because the extreme softness of the feet felt good on her hand. She looked at Darby’s face and could see her now battling ticklishness with orgasmic pleasure. “Damn, I will never get tired of touching these feet.” she told herself.
Pilar went to the trapped left foot and now it was her turn to feel how soft they were. She watched with great lust when Priscilla and Sylvia tickled those feet. She felt a little left out and now she had her chance to touch them. She looked at the sole of the foot and was stunned. That deep pink skin color looked beautiful. She could tell there were no callouses or any rough skin. That color made the foot look really tender. She then placed the palm of her hand on the bottom of that foot and her jaw dropped. The softness of the skin was impossible to believe, and she loved it. She wanted to tickle the life out of it, but she had to simply touch it softly. She moved her hand across the foot, starting at the toes, sliding over the ball of the foot, into the arch and then off the heel. The heel surprised her the most because that’s where tough skin was usually located. The entire foot was the same. Extremely soft. She felt the foot flinch a little and that let her experience just how ticklish it was. “Wow. I-I can’t believe how soft her foot is. I mean, this can’t be real. No feet can be THIS tender.” she said with surprise.
Darby continued to feel that tongue ravishing her clit and the sexual sensations within her body got stronger. Everything felt amazing and she knew she was going to lose control very soon. Then she felt the soft ticklish sensations flowing through her as she saw Priscilla and Pilar touching her feet. She was glad they weren’t trying to tickle her, but even the soft petting of her soles tickled her slightly. Her body was on edge. There were so many different physical sensations flowing through her and her body felt overwhelmed. Those soft touches on the bottoms of her feet drove her wild and that warm, wet tongue continue to go after her love button. She could hear Sylvia slurping and smacking away at her vagina and heard those comments from both women at her helpless feet. She closed her eyes as she felt that tidal wave of sexual pleasure building. The time had come, and she knew it was over for her. She thought about how these women will dominate and humiliate her and there was nothing she could do. She was under their control, and it broke her heart. She still felt the urge to giggle, but those more powerful moans started to come out. Her pussy was on fire and that release was coming and it was coming fast. She closed her eyes again and tried to imagine La Diabla; however, Sylvia’s face filled her mind and that shook her. That image of Sylvia being her conqueror filled her soul and now she felt weak. The orgasm had now reached its peak and that tongue kept licking and pushing on her. She fought to get that image out of her mind, but it was no use. She failed and then her orgasm hit. It hit HARD! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH MMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GAWD!!!!!” she cried out as the pleasure rocked her to her very soul.
Sylvia heard that orgasmic cry and she even felt something flowing on her face. She felt a major rush going through her body as she just forced Darby to have an orgasm. She could taste more love honey, and she wanted to taste it all. Even when Darby was making guttural sounds, she continued to ravish and eat that sweet pussy. She felt her own loins on fire, and she needed that release badly. She pulled her head away from the pussy and she looked at it. She could see Darby’s love juices smeared all around and she probably squirted a lot. She felt emotional herself because she just sexually conquered Darby and she was extremely turned on. She stood up, wiped her mouth, and looked for somewhere to go. She needed to rub out her own orgasm but didn’t want to do it in front of everyone else. She looked at Priscilla and had a look of sexual desperation on her face. “Is there another room?” she asked.
Priscilla heard that orgasmic cry from Darby and she felt that rush of victory flowing over her body. The deputy had just cum her brains out and the entire scene was so erotic. She looked at how Sylvia reacted and when she stood up, she could see that look of sexual frustration on her face. It amused her because this trained assassin, that was supposed to calm, cool and collected, was obviously in sexual heat. She heard her request, and she wanted to laugh. She knew what Sylvia wanted to do, and it delighted her. “Hehehe yes. Right over there, up those stairs. Enjoy yourself.” she beamed.
Sylvia saw the other room up the stairs, and she quickly made her way over there. She needed that release and she needed it now. She bound her way quickly up the stairs, opened the door, and went inside. She slammed the door shut and prepared herself to masturbate out her own orgasm with the scent of Darby’s love honey on her face.
Priscilla looked at Darby and could see she was completely spent. She saw her with her eyes closed and she was breathing hard. She looked over at the saturated pussy and knew that woman had a big orgasm. She remembered when she forced Darby to orgasm, and it was always a special memory. She then remembered something else. She remembered just how sensitive a woman was after orgasm. She felt it was time to make her suffer a little more. She looked over at Pilar and winked. “Pilar, since this bitch ruined my business, let’s tickle her feet for a little while. I think she should suffer even more…..” she told her.
“GLADLY!!!! Her big feet are absolutely divine! I am really going to enjoy this!” Pilar shouted back with joy and started to wiggle her fingers. She really looked forward to tickling Darby silly. She also knew a person was far more sensitive after orgasm and Darby would probably lose her mind. She was also very surprised that Sylvia reacted the way she did. That woman was always so calm and cool, but the sexual energy of Darby must have pushed her over the edge.
La Diabla felt terrible at the moment. She didn’t see it, but she heard that orgasmic moan out of the woman she loved, and it broke her. She couldn’t believe she had to endure Darby being tormented so much and she had to just let it happen. She heard Sylvia talking about finding another room, and then she heard Priscilla talking about tickling Darby’s feet again. That horrified her because she knew exactly how much more sensitive Darby was after orgasm. She knew they were trying to torture her, and she had to react. She turned around and saw both Priscilla and Pilar ready to tickle those helpless pink feet. “Hey!!! Leave her alone! Haven’t you done enough already?” she shouted.
Priscilla heard La Diabla, and she turned towards her. She saw that she had been crying, and it lit a fire within her. The outlaw was in torment, and she wanted to continue to do it. “No, I have not! In fact, I am going to truly torture her feet because of you. Hehehehe Now, if you don’t like, it, that’s your problem!” she yelled back.
La Diabla felt the urge to pull out her gun and just start firing away. Pricilla kept pushing her and pushing her and she wanted to end it all. She wanted to make sure Priscilla was never a problem again, but she had to resist. Her body started to tremble, and she just wanted to choke the life out of that woman. She had to get out of this place. The tension within her body was too strong. “Can I go for a walk? I need to clear my head for a moment.” she asked.
“Hehehe sure, why not? Be back soon. Once we are done with her, we will move her body back to the hotel room. I am in Hotel del Sol. We need to start plotting our next move. I have to come up with a new plan. I will get my sex slaves going again, and you are going to help me.” Priscilla said, then waved her hand at La Diabla as though she was dismissing her. She saw La Diabla leave, and it felt good tormenting that woman. Then she thought of something else. She had to find another place to take Darby. She couldn’t take her back to the hotel room because Isabel was in there. If La Diabla helped place Darby in there, she would see her mother and then the possibility of everything falling apart would increase. She looked at the door to make sure the outlaw left, then she got closer to Pilar. “Hey, change of plans. We will move Darby to the other location. Go there and make sure it is still closed for the night. The same place we had Veronica and Isabel at before. Isabel is in the hotel room, so we can’t go there. But for now, let’s tickle these feet of hers. It is time we truly make her suffer. Gag her, so we can begin!” she instructed Pilar.
“As you wish!” Pilar responded. She then found her saliva-soaked sock and giggled. She knew she was going to have one barefoot inside a shoe because that sock of hers was completely soaked. She decided to use a new sock, so she removed her shoe, then her sock and headed towards Darby’s head. It was now time to get that gag inside her mouth, then she was going to truly enjoy tickling those big, soft, pink feet.
Rosa exited the carriage that went inside the heart of Ciudad Azteca and felt a little excited. She was back in familiar territory after leaving for the United States. It was a long journey, but she was happy to be back. Now it was time to try and find Darby. Maria had given up some valuable information and now it was time to go find her. She was happy that both Becky Lockhart and Kylie were with her. They were both determined to go help find Darby as well. She convinced Becky to leave a note for Sheriff Dickerson explaining why they headed to Mexico. She didn’t want to waste any more time having a discussion with him because time was of the essence. On the way back to Mexico, she had a nice discussion with the two of them. They were not as experienced as she was, but they were both determined, and they had good camaraderie. She looked over at both of them and smiled. They seemed to be in awe of the town’s fiesta that was happening. There were lots of people everywhere and the music was playing, and people were dancing and having a good time. She loved the smiles on their faces, and she smiled back at them. “Yes, we are having a major fiesta here. It is always a great scene.” she told them.
“Wow! This place seems amazing.” Becky said as she looked around the town in awe. She had been nervous the entire trip down to Mexico as she was on another dangerous mission. It was an emotional one as well because they had to find her hero and mentor, Darby. She wrote a note to explain to Sheriff Dickerson as to why she left for Mexico with Rosa. Since she was not an actual deputy, she had some room to leave. She really hoped it didn’t jeopardize her chances, and she knew time was very important to find Darby. The last time Darby was trapped, she could have been sent to Greece as a sex slave and had a feeling the same thing was about to happen. She was relieved that Maria had talked and let them know that she had been taken to Ciudad Azteca. She really hoped that they were not too late. Her eyes saw all the revelers, and the music was catchy. She wished they could join in on the fun, but their mission was clear. Find Darby at all costs.
“You are not kidding. Look at all the people having a great time! I want to come back in the future to be a part of this. This looks fun!” Kylie said as she saw the happy people walking the streets. She also felt very nervous being on this mission. When she left the Wellington mansion, her role was to simply let Darby and Becky know that Phoebe had been assaulted. She just needed them to find out who did it. That turned out to be the least of her worries as she helped capture a thief, helped bring down a crime ring at a burlesque show, raid a sex trafficking facility, and now she was in Mexico trying to track down an assassin that kidnapped Darby. She also had to find the woman she admired a lot in La Diabla. She had to know why she was involved in all of this. She loved adventures, and this one would probably be a much bigger story than her escapades in Ciudad Del Reina. She received a gun to use from Becky, and she hoped she didn’t have to use it. She felt really excited about this opportunity and prayed it would be a successful one.
“I hope you both can make it back. It really is a good time. I wish we can have a little fun, but we have a job to do. Maria told us that they would most likely be here somewhere. Let’s do this. You two walk around in that direction, and I will walk in the other. Let’s meet back here in one hour. If you see anything then feel free to go for it. Do not wait for me. I will do the same. Ready?” Rosa asked. She felt a hint of excitement being on this mission. She wanted to find Darby, arrest La Diabla and capture Sylvia and Priscilla. She wanted to prove to her own superiors that she could handle dangerous things. She hoped that those two together would be enough to at least stop La Diabla, or Sylvia.
“Ok. Good luck. We are going to need it.” Kylie said, then shook Rosa’s hand. She looked at Becky and winked. It would be a good thing to work with her. She wanted to be close to her and hopefully when everything was over, she would have sex with her once again.
“Let’s go find Darby!” Becky said with some enthusiasm. She wanted to show how brave she was, and this was such a huge step. She really hoped to find La Diabla as well. She wanted to know why she would work with Priscilla and capture women as sex slaves. It was such an odd thing for her to do when she seemed so happy being with Darby and everyone else. She started to walk off with Kylie and took a deep breath. She already knew that no matter what happened going forward, her life would never be the same again.
Rosa walked off and she felt her adrenaline flowing. She looked at her surroundings and saw the partying people. She could feel their energy and it did make her feel a little relaxed. She thought about what Maria told them. Priscilla Montenegro was supposed to be in this town as well. She wondered where their hiding place could be. She started to think that they would probably use abandoned buildings or hotel rooms, so she wanted to check out those places. They would be places that were not in plain sight. Then she remembered something. She remembered how she even heard about La Diabla going to the United States. There was a homeless woman who encountered her and told her that Rocio, the woman that was kidnapped, was to be shipped to the United States with La Diabla there. The woman had heard the discussion when they were inside an abandoned building. She wondered where that building was. She wasn’t paying close attention to the building itself, and it frustrated her. She cursed herself for not remembering such a cruel detail. She walked in that direction where she met the woman and hoped something would spark her memory. “Come on, Rosa! You have to remember where it is. Maybe there is a clue inside that building that can help you find them.” she told herself.
La Diabla walked through the streets of Ciudad Azteca and wanted to get her mind right. Witnessing Darby getting tormented like that really wore on her emotions. It was painful emotionally to her that tortured laughter, then those forced orgasmic moans. She had shaved her lover so that Sylvia could have her way with Darby’s private spot. She kept thinking about the entire situation she was in. The fact that her mother was in imminent danger. Her having to work with Priscilla to kidnap innocent women and make them sex slaves. Having to go to Texas and being in charge of the operation. The verbal abuse Priscilla would give her and also having to deal with Pilar. She knew she had to go back soon to help take Darby’s body to some hotel room per Priscilla’s instruction. She thought about that right now as she was walking, Pilar and Priscilla were probably tickling Darby’s sensitive feet, and she was begging for mercy. La Diabla did not know what she was going to do. She had no idea how she could get out of this ordeal. She was so used to always being able to come up with a plan, but this time, Priscilla and Sylvia had her helpless. She balled her fists up in frustration a few times and continued to walk. She wondered if by seeing all the happy people, it could give her some peace. “What am I going to do?” she asked herself.
Rosa continued to walk through the crowd, and she felt a little festive. She couldn’t help it because everyone else was having such a great time. She walked for another fifteen minutes, and she decided to rest for a moment. She leaned against a wall and just people watched. She saw the couples kissing, or dancing with one another. She saw groups of men drinking beer and whistling at women passing by. She heard the very cute giggles of women having fun with each other. It truly was a great scene to observe. She then looked across the street and saw a woman with a black hat. That made her pause, and she took a harder look. She saw the long black hair flowing out from behind the hat and her pulse quickened. She wondered if lady luck shined brightly on her. She started to move towards the woman walking and got closer. She pushed her way through crowds of people, trying to make sure it was who she thought it was. She got within ten feet, and she saw who it was. It was in fact, La Diabla! She felt her body shaking because she managed to locate this woman. She was in the same general area where she learned about her, and it brought her joy. However, she had to be very cautious. She remembered her fight with the outlaw days ago, and it was an even fight. She ended up losing that fight and it cost her dearly. La Diabla and her partner had managed to tie her down, strip her naked and tickle tortured her into submission. It was still the most humiliating moment of her entire life. It got her blood pumping, and she knew she had the advantage right now. She had the chance to surprise the outlaw. Rosa knew she couldn’t go after her right now because they were in a public space and if a gunfight broke out, innocent people could be shot and killed. She decided she would follow the outlaw. She surmised that she would eventually go back to whatever hiding place she was at and perhaps find so many others. “I got you now. hehehehe I got you now!” she thought to herself as she was so close to her target.
La Diabla felt more relaxed, even though she was still very tense. She figured it was probably time to head back. She hoped that by the time she went back, they had finished tormenting Darby. She did not want to see her tortured anymore. She looked in a nearby alley and figured it would make a good shortcut back to the street on the other side of the buildings and she could head back. She made a left into the alley and saw there were some doors to the building. Everything was very quiet, and the shops were all closed. She took a deep breath and kept walking. Then she heard something behind her, and she turned around to see what it was. Her eyes then wide with surprise when she saw a figure rushing towards her and a gun was pulled out. “What the hell?” she asked in shock.
“FREEZE!!!! I GOT YOU!!! Don’t you dare go for your gun! I will shoot you!!! Get your hands up, NOW!!!!!!” Rosa demanded as she pointed her weapon at the outlaw. She still could not believe her luck. She was glad she decided to search this part of town and fate provided her the woman she hated more than anyone else. Now, she had her, and it was time to finally put an end to this chapter.
La Diabla heard that voice and when the person got closer, she could see the face. Her jaw dropped as she realized who it was. It was Rosa, the member of the Mexican Rurales. She was very surprised to see her. The last time she had seen her was when she and Gabby tortured her and left her naked in that abandoned building that she just left watching Darby get tortured. She knew she did not have time for this, and her own adrenaline spiked. “You???!!! Are you fucking kidding me??” she asked in shock.
“Hehehe surprised to see me? That’s right, bitch! You are all mine! This time, you are not going to escape me. This time, I am going to make you PAY for everything you have done!” Rosa shouted back. She slowly got closer to La Diabla, and her heart was thumping out of her chest. She watched her hands and prepared herself for any quick movements. She knew how dangerous she was and had to take extra precautions.
La Diabla heard those words and now she had a tough decision. She knew she had to go back to Priscilla, but dealing with Rosa right now was not going to be easy. She remembered how obsessed she was in capturing her and she had to win this confrontation. She could hear and see how excited Rosa was and she calmed herself. She had to use her excitement to her advantage. Her eyes quickly scanned the area and saw a door on one of the closed businesses. She needed to create a distraction so she could run into the building and prepare for battle there. She couldn’t run far, so she had to get the advantage by hiding and then surprising her opponent. After all she witnessed over what happened to Darby, beating this woman down would relieve a lot of stress. Now it was time to bait her and make her way into one of these shops. “Ok, my hands are up. Don’t shoot.” She said in a calm voice.
“I got you. I finally got you. Hehehehe Now, put your guns on the ground! Do it!” Rosa barked at La Diabla. She still could not believe that this was happening. It was sundown and she had captured the one person she wanted to get more than anyone else. The mission was to find Darby, and she would find her, but wanted to get La Diabla as well. She tried to control her own emotions so that she could bring this woman in.
“Ok, just don’t shoot. Now, you know I can’t just drop my guns on the ground. I have to lay them down there because if I drop them, they might go off.” La Diabla warned. In a way, she knew she had an advantage. She slowly took out her guns and kept her eyes on Rosa. She could tell that she was a little emotional and she would be able to use that to her advantage. Once her guns were out, she knelt down slowly and gently placed the weapons on the ground. She saw a considerable amount of dirt on the ground and her hands started to grab some of it. “Ok, I am standing back up now.” she said, still maintaining eye contact with Rosa.
“Slowly!!” Rosa demanded. She saw the guns get placed on the ground and a sense of relief flow through her body. Now that La Diabla was unarmed, she could arrest her and not get into a gun fight. She saw the outlaw stand up and she slowly walked towards her. She had to be extra careful while apprehending her. She wanted to get those cuffs on her as soon as possible. “Ok, turn around and put her arms behind your back. No tricks!” she instructed.
“Ok, I am slowly turning around.” La Diabla said in a calm voice. She felt the large amount of dirt in both hands and knew this was her one chance. She had to hope the dirt got to Rosa’s face, or she could be shot at. Once she got halfway turned around, she suddenly went back to face her and threw both hands full of dirt in that direction. Using that brief moment of the dirt flying, she took off to her left and went to the door there. She didn’t waste any time and kicked the door opened. She then scrambled inside the shop and looked for a place to hide.
“DAMN YOU!!!!” Rosa yelled as the dirt flew into her face, temporarily blinding her. She didn’t want to blindly shoot her guns in case an innocent bystander passed by. She wiped the dirt away as fast as she could and she looked around. La Diabla disappeared!!! She looked all around and got angry at herself for allowing her to run. Her eyes then noticed the door of a shop and it was wide open. It appeared La Diabla had kicked the door open, and she followed in that direction. Before she entered the place, she paused. If she had run in there, she might be hiding, so she had to be extra careful. She still had her gun out and then entered inside. The shop was a bakery, and she could see the different tables and could see the bakery equipment behind the counter. There were a few tables and chairs in there, but no sign of La Diabla. Now she grew very worried. She had to find her, or Darby could be in considerable danger. “La Diabla!! I know you are in here! That was not a good idea on your part! Surrender now or you might make me shoot you!” she called out.
La Diabla managed to get back into the kitchen area and hid behind a large pantry. She looked around to see if there was a back door or something. She heard Rosa’s voice and knew she was close. She didn’t have her guns, so she started to consider getting into a physical fight with her. That could be her only chance to subdue her and allow her to escape. She could hear the soft steps Rosa was trying to make and knew she was nearby. She held her breath because she did not want Rosa to hear her breathing so loud. She heard a noise and knew Rosa was right on the other side of the pantry. She gritted her teeth and once she saw the woman pass by, she was going to pounce!
“Come out, come out, wherever you are!!! I got you. You know I am going to take you in. Do us both a favor and surrender peacefully. Don’t make me hurt you.” Rosa said as she continued to look around. It was dark inside, with only some of the outside lights shining into the bakery. She passed by the pantry and saw the back door. It looked closed but wondered if La Diabla had managed to escape through it. Then suddenly she felt something diving into her right side. That caused her gun to go flying and now someone was on top of her punching away. “WHAT THE HELL???” she yelled.
La Diabla timed her attack perfectly and executed the perfect tackle into Rosa. She was slightly taller than the woman, and she started to punch at her. She wanted to let her anger out and she got Rosa onto her back. She was straddling her and now she wanted to make sure this woman was done for once and for all. “YOU BITCH!!! YOU DARE TRY TO ATTACK ME???” she yelled.
Rosa felt La Diabla on top of her and she was swinging her fists towards her face. Even though she was caught off guard, she used her training to help fend off the punches. She had to get out from under this woman, or she was surely going to be knocked out. She did not want to be defeated again, and she remembered what happened to her. She noticed that La Diabla was sitting on her stomach, which left her legs free. She then swung her legs upward and folded her legs at the knees, which connected into La Diabla’s back and sent her flying forward and off of her. Once she cleared her, she got back to her own feet and La Diabla was on hers again. They looked at each other and she knew this was going to be a major fight. “YOU BITCH!!! Why can’t you just surrender?!” she yelled.
La Diabla fell forward off of Rosa, and she quickly got back to her feet. She remembered the last time they fought, and Rosa put up a really good fight. This was now a matter of survival. She still had to go back to Priscilla, so she had to win this fight. Her mother’s life might depend on it. “Just leave me alone!!!! I got things I have to do!” she yelled back.
“Things to do? Like capturing more sex slaves?! You are done for, bitch! I am taking you in!” Rosa shouted, then started to move forward. She had to be the aggressor and bring the outlaw down. She started to swing her fists but noticed La Diabla blocking them and they were both swinging and missing. Even though she despised her, she did respect her fighting skills. She seemed to know how to engage in these types of fights and it was going to take a lot. She felt a punch to her shoulder, followed up by a shot to the side of her head. That made her wince and as she recoiled, she saw a foot swinging towards her. She managed to not only block the kick; she also grabbed the right foot of the outlaw and twisted her ankle really quick. She heard a grimace of pain and now the outlaw was on the defensive. “Nice try, bitch! Time for you to pay!” she shouted.
La Diabla groaned in pain after her ankle was twisted and was surprised that Rosa managed to block her kick attempt. The soldier seemed more prepared this time and she saw her lunging towards her. She stepped back from a wild swing, dropped to the floor, and did a sweep of her legs. She managed to trip Rosa, and she got back up. She went to pounce on her, but Rosa quickly rolled out of the way and got back to her feet. They both threw a punch at each other, but she missed hers, and Rosa’s connected. The punch hit her jaw, and she felt a lot of pain. “UGH!!!” she yelled out in pain.
Rosa felt her fist connecting with La Diabla’s jaw and saw her opening. The outlaw yelled in pain, and she had to move fast. She rushed her and threw another punch, this time in the belly. She saw La Diabla hunched over, so she grabbed her long black hair, lifted her head up and rammed her face into a nearby table. La Diabla fell to the floor, and she was stunned. She felt a rush of adrenaline and she got on top of her and started to punch her in the face. Her fists were connecting to the jaw, and she used a lot of her might. Her emotions were high, and she just kept swinging. “I GOT YOU!!! YOU ARE MINE!!!” she yelled.
La Diabla felt that punch to her belly and when her head rammed into the table, she was dizzy. She fell to the floor and soon she felt repeated punches to her face. She tried her best to block them, but Rosa was now connecting a lot of them. There was a fast flurry of them, and she knew she was in trouble. She tried one more desperate swing with her right fist, but it was caught, and then she felt a strike on her chin, which dazed her. Her body went limp, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Rose held onto La Diabla’s right arm with her left hand and made a quick punch to the outlaw’s jaw with her right fist. She saw the eyes rolling into the back of the head and the body went limp. She let go of the arm and grabbed the back of La Diabla’s head. She lifted it up off the ground and she prepared to strike her one more time, right between the eyes. She hated this woman and wanted to make sure she never hurt anyone again. She cocked her fist and saw the dazed look on the face. An image of her father flashed before her eyes, and she would get street justice for him by taking out a woman that was pure evil to her. She was ready to strike, but with La Diabla falling unconscious, she just could not severely injure her with a well-placed punch. She let her head fall back to the ground and she dropped her own fists. She had just beaten La Diabla in a fight. Her adrenaline was flowing, and her emotions were high. She felt like crying because this was such an emotional battle. She finally defeated the woman. She had won. “Papa….I did it…..I did it….” she said as she felt her emotions overwhelming her.
La Diabla was barely conscious when she heard Rosa saying something. She heard what was said, and she knew she was down for the count. They both swung at each other at the same time, but she missed, and Rosa connected. That was all it took and before she closed her eyes, she felt the urge to say something back to the woman who pursued her. “Sorry…..” she murmured, then fell into unconsciousness.
Rosa heard that word and she felt so emotional. She was surprised she heard the word “sorry” and she slowly fell off of the knocked out La Diabla. She sat there for a moment, realizing what all of this meant. After all those years, she finally captured the evil outlaw. She then got on her knees and slowly rolled La Diabla over onto her belly. She took the cuffs out of her holster and placed them on the wrists, and she put the arms behind La Diabla’s back. Finally, the outlaw was cuffed. She stood up and looked down on the unconscious body. She saw the black hair flowing all over the place and knew she had won. She looked for any kind of ropes because she wanted to tie them around her legs. She wanted to make sure that there would be no escape for this woman. She worked too hard to allow her a chance to escape. She walked around and saw crates near the rear door. She took a rope from one of them and headed back to the prone body. She wrapped the rope around the thighs and shins, just above those black Mexican cowboy boots. She started to giggle because at long last, La Diabla was hers. Rosa felt the urge to shout and celebrate, but she wanted to get her off the floor and place her on a table. There was still a matter of finding Darby and she wondered if she could get it out of her new prisoner. She scooped the woman up and used all of her strength to do so. She wasn’t heavy but with her knocked out, she was dead weight, which made it challenging. She then got her onto her feet and then lifted her up so her body was on the table, laid her down, then grabbed her ankles and placed them on the table. Now, La Diabla was on the table, motionless and her prisoner. She felt so excited and then a thought formed in her mind. She remembered what happened to her when she lost the fight and now, she could get revenge! It would be the perfect way to avenge her humiliating defeat and find Darby. “You know what? Maybe I should get these boots off of you. Hehehehe” she giggled to herself.
La Diabla slowly started to come too. She felt pain in her head and her eyes started to flutter open. The last thing she remembered was getting hit in her jaw and then blackness. Her mind started to get going and she remembered that she was in a fight. She missed a punch, and it cost her dearly. As she awakened, she realized that she was lying down on her back, and her arms were behind and underneath her body. She tried to move her wrists and recognized she had been handcuffed. That sent anger through her body because she lost the fight. She then tried to move her legs and couldn’t do it. She lifted her head and saw that her legs were tied together with rope. That really bothered her, and she was disappointed in herself for losing. She then noticed something else. When she looked at her legs, she could also see her feet. She saw her black socks, which meant her boots were removed. That really bothered her because it made her feel a lot more vulnerable. “Dammit!! Ok, where are you?” she called out, knowing that Rosa was nearby.
“hehehe Looks like the great La Diabla is finally caught! I have waited for this day for a very long time!” Rosa said, then approached the table. She loved the job she did tying her up and now it was time to gloat. She thought about how she was humiliated by this same woman and now she had the opportunity for revenge. She stood next to the table and looked down at her. She could see the scowl on her face, and it felt so good to her. “Hehehe you know, you put up a good fight, but I guess I am just better than you after all.” she taunted.
La Diabla could hear the joy in Rosa’s voice, and it angered her. She really hated losing fights and seeing that woman smile really burned her up inside. She tried to pull her wrists free, but they were cuffed tight. With her legs tied together, she was not in any position to get away. “Damn you! Let me go! You got lucky! And where are my boots???!!” she yelled.
“You mean, these? Hehehehe” Rosa giggled and then held up the empty black boots in front of La Diabla’s face. She loved the fact she had them and wondered if she should keep them as trophies. With her in her socked feet, she knew La Diabla wasn’t going to be able to do a lot. She put the boots close to her face to keep taunting her. “I got your boots now! They are very nice too.” she smiled.
La Diabla saw her boots and her anger really grew inside. She did not like losing fights and especially hated being debooted. That’s what she did to her victims, and she felt really exposed. She knew she was off to jail, and it made her sad. She had to find her mother and if she went missing, Priscilla might harm her. “Listen to me. You have to let me go. I have to do things!” she yelled.
“You. Are. Not. Going. Anywhere. Hehehehe Oh, except to jail! However, before I go, you have some explaining to do. You have got information I need. I tracked you down and I have my own mission. So, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. In a way, I hope you choose the hard way.” Rosa told her. She really felt a sense of power over the outlaw, and it felt good. It was time to make her suffer, but first she needed information out of her. She placed the boots down on the floor next to the table and then looked at La Diabla’s face. It was a beautiful face, but she didn’t care. That woman was evil personified, and it was time to make her pay for everything she had done.
“What the hell are you talking about? I don’t have any information! Listen, I really have to go. You don’t understand!” La Diabla yelled and felt her anger rising. She had to get back to Priscilla or people she loved would be in great danger. She started to squirm on the table, then felt her shoulders being pressed onto the table. “Let me go!!!” she hissed.
“Not until you answer my questions! First, I want to know how you started a sex trafficking ring again. You evil bitch! Those poor women suffered because of you.” Rosa asked. She wanted to start with the trafficking ring, which would lead to her questions about Darby.
“What? Dammit, that is not my criminal activity!! I didn’t start a sex slave ring! Let me go, you crazy bitch!” La Diabla yelled as she heard that question. She was already going to blame Priscilla for everything, but she also had to get away from this situation.
“I know you did! I have followed you to the United States and back! I was already told how involved you were. You kidnapped a woman named Rocio from this town. Is that a lie?” Rosa asked. She listened to that defiant voice, and it got her upset. She wanted to punish this woman and make her accept responsibility.
La Diabla heard those words and was surprised that somehow Rosa knew about Rocio. That was not a good sign because it meant that she was followed. It also meant the possibility of Veronica and Gabby getting in trouble. She started to recognize that if Rosa went after Priscilla before she rescued her mother, the soldier could fail and her mother could be killed. She could not let that happen, so she had to take some of the wrap. She thought about Sylvia and figured she could blame her. “Listen, you moron! I am not the one operating the sex trafficking ring. I was a mere soldier. If you followed me, then you already know who is responsible.” she shouted back.
“You didn’t answer my question. You know, I was thinking about taking you to jail, but I think I need you to start talking. I also want to punish you. Not just for what you did to me, but what you did to Rocio and those other poor women. In fact, I know just the thing to punish you with. Do you remember when we fought before? You won that fight. Then what happened? What did you end up doing to me?” Rosa asked. She figured she should start getting revenge, then force her to answer her questions. She didn’t like the attitude and her desire for revenge was getting stronger. She remembered the embarrassment and thinking about returning the favor excited her.
“What? Punish me?” La Diabla replied as she heard Rosa threaten her. She figured she would end up in jail, but this woman was talking about punishment. She did not expect that, and it got her mind racing. Then she remembered their last confrontation, and what happened afterwards. The realization that her boots were off sent a chill down her spine as she thought about what this woman could do. If she tortured her years ago, and then again during their last fight, then this woman might be trying to do the same to her! Her eyes went wide, and she was feeling a lot of concern. “No!! You wouldn’t!” she yelled.
“hehehe I think you know what is about to happen then. Just thinking about it excites me. You are a fierce warrior, La Diabla. Your skills and reputation are enormous. You are widely respected and feared throughout these parts. However, I see you are still a woman. I think you have the same feelings and sensitivities that we have. What you did to me was pure torture. It got me wondering. Is she the same? Would she react the same way I did? I guess I will find out.” Rosa said, then quickly placed her arms under La Diabla and flipped her over onto her stomach. She quickly mounted the table and sat on her calves. Now, the outlaw was trapped! She saw those black socks and the soles that they covered. She saw the feet squirming around and the rush of adrenaline she felt was overwhelming. She was going to get her revenge, and it was going to feel really good.
La Diabla felt her body get flipped over and now she was on her stomach in a flash. Before she could do anything, she felt Rosa sitting on her calves and her feet were pinned to the table. She had a surge of fear fill her body because there was no one else to help her, her boots were off and there was a woman hell bent on revenge wanting to punish her. Her arms were cuffed behind her back, so there was no way to escape from this position. “HEY!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? DON’T YOU DARE!!” she yelled.
“I don’t dare do what? Hehehehe You know, La Diabla. I have been wondering lately. With all these women getting tortured by you, I wondered if you would react the same way. For example, if I were to place my hands right…..here, would it bother you?” Rosa teased. She placed her fingers on both soles and felt the feet squirming. The feet were warm after being inside those boots, and she could feel the body squirming underneath her. She was going to have some fun first, then go to her interrogation. She had to move quickly because she still had to meet Becky and Kylie soon.
La Diabla felt those fingers touching her feet and she felt those pre-ticklish tremors flowing through her body. She never thought in a million years that Rosa would resort to touching her feet. She knew Darby would do something like this, but she didn’t think anyone else on the right side of the law would. This woman was planning on torturing her and that made her panic. She tried to wriggle her feet free, but with Rosa sitting on her calves, there was no way for her feet to be safe. The fingers were moving on her feet, and she was grateful her socks were still on. This woman wanted revenge, but she had to hold out. She could not let her know that she was ticklish, especially on her feet, or the torture could be really bad. She gritted her teeth and tried to focus on not laughing. “Why are you touching my feet, you weirdo? How is touching my feet going to help you?” she asked.
“I don’t want help right now. This is about revenge. This is about punishment. I think once I loosen you up, you will be answering all of my questions. So, I do have to ask. Do you have……ticklish feet?” Rosa teasingly asked. She really felt happy, and it was time to torment the woman who tormented her in the most humiliating way. Forcing this woman to suffer from having her feet tickled would surely destroy her ego, just like it did hers. She looked at the socked feet twitching and moving around and she already knew the answer. She just wanted to force La Diabla to answer it. That would surely embarrass her and really bruise her ego. She did a quick stroke of her fingers up both soles and the feet were moving a lot
“Hey!!! Why………are…….ugh…….touching my feet? I do not have ticklish feet! I just don’t……..ugh…….like people touching my feet!” La Diabla grunted, having to pause when the fingers stroked her soles. She had to fight the ticklish sensation and now she knew she was in trouble. Rosa was sure to keep trying to tickle her and she did not want to give her that satisfaction.
“Awww…. You don’t like people touching your feet? You say you are not ticklish, but I think you are lying. I think you have very ticklish feet. Why else would you use that as your torture method? You remember how you tickled me all over, right? You knew you could make me suffer from it. The only way you would truly understand that is if you are ticklish yourself. It is ok, just admit it. I think you know by the time I am done with you; you will be a giggling little girl. Hehehe” Rosa teased. She noticed the shape of the feet and liked them. She could tell the arches were high and had a good shape. She wondered what the skin looked like, and if the toes were nice looking. The fact that she was about to tickle the feet of a very dangerous woman was very thrilling. She had fun tickling Ingrid. She had fun tickling Maria. Now, she had the chance to tickle the woman she despised the most.
La Diabla felt the fingers softly moving over her feet and it was already starting to drive her crazy. She felt embarrassed that she was in this position. She truly regretted losing this fight because now this woman seemed focused on humiliating her now. She felt the ticklish tremors increasing as the fingers continued to touch various parts of her feet. She was grateful the socks were still on, but she needed to get her to stop, or she would be laughing uncontrollably very soon. “I hate you! Get…..hehe…..off my feet! I don’t want you hehehe touching my feet!” she growled and let a slight giggle come out.
“Is that a giggle I hear? Hehehehe Who would have ever thought that the most dangerous woman would be ticklish on her feet? That is so cute!” Rosa teased. She loved hearing that soft giggle and it really got her excited. Knowing that La Diabla was ticklish truly made her feel excited. She thought back to when her own feet were tortured by this woman and her friend. They worked her over and she submitted herself to them. She remembered how they tickled her feet at the same time. She felt nails between her toes and fingers up and down her soles. It broke her. The intensity drove her wild and they eventually made her submit. Then, they embarrassed her completely by forcing her into an orgasm. She started to wonder if she should return the favor. Tickle this outlaw into submission, then strip her naked. It happened to her twice with La Diabla, so returning the favor should have been a given. “Hehehehehe Why can’t you just admit you’re ticklish? Come on, I won’t stop touching your feet until you do.” she teased.
La Diabla heard the teasing voice, and it angered her. She couldn’t really yell at the woman because she was still trying to fight the ticklish sensations building up within her body. The fingers were moving faster and at the moment, they were in her arches. Her toes and her arches were definitely the most ticklish spots on her feet. She curled her toes tightly inside her socks, and she closed her eyes. She kept telling herself not to laugh and perhaps that would persuade Rosa to stop trying to tickle her feet. She knew better than anyone else that once she started laughing, there was no turning back and this woman would torture her. “Stop……..touching…….my……hehe……..feet.” she said, still releasing a small giggle.
“Hehehe you have such cute giggles! Hey, remember when you and your friend tickled my feet? Remember how much fun you had? Well, I want to have some fun too. So, unless you want me to peel these socks off, then I suggest you at least admit you’re ticklish.” Rosa offered. The more her fingers touched that cotton material, the more excited she became. She still couldn’t believe she had the outlaw in this position. She had control over her and loved how she was tickling the helpless feet. She could tell the toes were curling inside the socks, and just knew these feet were going to be really ticklish. She then moved her fingers to the top of the heels and went inside the jeans, trying to find the tops of the socks. She needed La Diabla to feel her socks coming down and get her to do her bidding.
La Diabla gasped when she felt the fingers move up her feet and go inside her black jeans. She felt the fingers finding the tops of her socks and that made her eyes bug out. Rosa was going to take her socks off and if that happened, she would surely be laughing her head off once she touched the naked skin of her feet. “Hey!!!! Don’t take my socks off! Ok, Ok, Ok!!!!! I’m ticklish! Is that better? Are you happy now?” she yelled out.
Rosa removed her fingers from the tops of the socks and started to clap her hands. She had just forced the outlaw to do what she said, and she felt powerful. Making someone like La Diabla compliant was probably one of the most satisfying feelings ever. “Yay!!! Now, was that so hard? It is ok to have ticklish feet. Didn’t you enjoy tickling mine?” she asked teasingly.
La Diabla felt embarrassment washing over her as she admitted her weakness. She grew angry at herself for getting into this position and now she had to suffer. She kept her eyes closed and felt some shame. She thought back to a few days ago when she did tickle Rosa’s feet. It was a great experience torturing this soldier. She and Gabby really wrecked those feet and with Rosa promising revenge and punishment, her own feet were in danger. She still didn’t want to show weakness and had to fight back against her. She thought about how she and Gabby dominated this woman and thought they were done with her. Now, she was the victim and could only hope there was a way out. She heard Rosa’s question and grimaced. She knew where this was headed, and she tried to prepare herself. “Yes, I do remember. I did enjoy tickling your feet. How about this? Take off your boots and uncuff me, and we can remember the good time.” she told her.
“Oh, you would love that, wouldn’t you? You would just love to get your hands on my feet again. Tickling them and making me suffer. That is not going to happen anymore. That was such a cruel way to torture me, and now, you will experience what it is like. You know, I need to find some spots to play with. Once I find them, then I will take these socks off and confirm. Hahahaha” Rosa threatened. She started to skitter her fingers up and down the trapped feet, trying her best to tickle them and get a good laugh out of the outlaw. Her fingers went from the heels, into the high arches and off the balls of the feet. The feet started squirming a lot more and she applied more tickling pressure. “Come on! Just laugh! Let it all out!” she taunted.
La Diabla felt those fingers tickling her feet and it was next to impossible not to laugh. Her feet were always sensitive, even through the socks. She was happy she still had them on, but with the way Rosa was touching her feet, her resolve started to dissipate, and more giggles came out. She clamped her lips to try and avoid the laughter, but her eyes started to water, and those fingers were finding her spots. She tried everything she could, but more giggles came out and when the fingers zipped through her very sensitive arches, she couldn’t hold back any longer. “Hahahahahahahaha stop tickling my feet!!! You bitch!! That tickles!!!” she yelled out.
Rosa had a sadistic grin on her face once she heard the laughter coming out. She was breaking the woman down and now she was laughing. That was what she was waiting for. Now that she got her laughing, she could truly punish her. She also loved the fact that no one else was there. It was just the two of them, so no one could stop her from exacting her revenge and truly tormenting this woman. She had a mission to complete, but after two humiliating and horrific torture moments happening to her from this same woman, she just wanted pure revenge. She moved her fingers faster and the laughter got stronger. She moved towards the toe area and heard a little ticklish squeal. It truly amazed her that La Diabla had ticklish feet, and she was going to enjoy every single second of this. “Hehehehe listen to that sweet laugh! I love your ticklish laughter! It sounds so cute! I think we should truly have a good time with this. I love tickling your feet. I wonder where the worst spot is. Is it your heel? Is it your arches? I bet the balls of your feet are really ticklish! Or is it your toes?” she teased by tickling each spot she mentioned.
La Diabla felt those fingers touching the different areas of her feet and could hear that teasing tone in Rosa’s voice. She hated that feeling. She hated when whoever was torturing her sounded so cute with their voices. It was also highly embarrassing to her because she was laughing freely, and she couldn’t get away. The fingers dancing in her arches really drove her wild. That area was always very sensitive, even if she was wearing socks. She closed her eyes for a moment and tried to focus on fighting the feelings, but it was no use. She let out a squeal when the fingers grazed the base of her toes and she started moving her body all over the table. She had to do anything she could to get her feet free and avoid being tickled. “HAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MY FEET YOU CRAZY BITCH!!!!” she yelled.
“You are damn right I am crazy!!! You made me this way! You did this to my feet! You did this to my entire body! You broke me and now I am going to break you!” Rosa shouted back in return. The memory of surrendering herself to the outlaw was very vivid in her mind and it brought back those humiliating feelings. Not only did she suffer by getting tickled, but she also submitted herself to being sexually conquered by this woman. She remembered how La Diabla and Gabby forced her to cum. Her feet were kissed, and toes were sucked. Her nipples and pussy were played with, and she let out a powerful orgasm from it. It was the ultimate humiliation for her. She wondered if she should do the same. Make this outlaw cum her brains out to completely decimate her, then take her to jail. She wanted to have the final victory between them, and she felt that urge to keep torturing her. She then stopped the tickling and took a deep breath. Her emotions were starting to get out of control. She wanted to savor this entire moment, so she needed to be levelheaded. She looked at the feebly squirming feet and started to laugh a little. “I really like your feet. I can’t believe I have the feet of La Diabla at my mercy.” she said feeling very strong.
UP NEXT: A reunion
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? Darby went through a lot! You can imagine her own emotions as she suffered once again. It also was equally hard for La Diabla to endure watching her suffer, and now she is trapped! I hope all of you have been enjoying this adventure and the last 4 chapters will be epic! I hope you also got a chance to read the opening scene of the La Diabla chapter with her mother, so you can have an idea how much she adores her. It really does set the scene emotionally for the rest of the series. Thank you for all of your support and following along this entire saga! You are truly appreciated! Your comments fuel me, and I welcome them and strongly encourage them!
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Thread 'The Return of the Outlaw: La Diabla part 2 (F/F)'
Jul 23, 2021Ok fans! Here is part 2 of a 5 part series about everyone's favorite outlaw, La Diabla! Thank you for the comments from part 1 and I hope you enjoy this part as well. This second part is story driven. There is tickling of course, but I had to put a lot of story in it to help move the story towards what will be the ultimate goal of my culmination series. Characters from an introduction series will be in this part as I move towards building the plot. So, let's see what happens in this next part! Feedback is greatly appreciated.
PART 2
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For those that remember it, or for the new folks, the opening scene shows how much Isabel Veracruz means to La Diabla and what their relationship is like. I want you to remember it because it really does serve as an example of how emotional La Diabla is in this series and why she has to do what she has to do. So, take a trip down memory lane as that relationship is a focus of this entire series.
Now, time for the next chapter! As always, your comments are most welcomed and highly encouraged!
PART 18
Darby felt her sock coming down her leg and she really started to fidget around. She was already tired and having her feet tickled was going to truly torture her. She was feeling sensitive as it was and now this woman wanted to torture her on her feet. She hated it when criminals went after her feet. It was her greatest ticklish weakness. All of them would talk about them and it made her feel extra self-conscious and fearful. She looked forward and saw Priscilla rubbing her hands. She looked really excited and that unnerved her. She closed her eyes and prayed they would leave her feet alone. “Please….not muh feet. Anything but muh feet…” she pleaded.
Priscilla watched with great anticipation as she saw Sylvia working on the left sock. She felt a thrill throughout her body as she was moments away from getting involved herself. She really wanted to have her way with them and truly make Darby suffer. She turned towards La Diabla and smiled. “Be right back. Time to torture the fuck out of her feet. Hehehe” she teased.
La Diabla watched in horror as she saw what the next torture target was. It was Darby’s feet. She knew her lover was in deep trouble now. She was the one who first discovered that weakness. She had Darby tied up in an abandoned barn, removed her boots and socks and discovered just how soft and tender those feet were. She tickle tortured those feet and it was a lot of fun. She always enjoyed ticking them, even after they became friends and then lovers. She hated it when criminals went after them because she knew Darby was really going to suffer. Now she was trapped, and her socks were going to be removed. She knew they would love her feet because anyone who ever saw them ended up really liking them. She was really going to be emotional at this moment because watching Darby suffering would hurt her heart. “Dammit….they got her feet.” she thought to herself.
Sylvia finally managed to get the sock from under the rope tie and now it was time. It was time to get the sock off the foot and see what everyone had been raving about. She slid the sock off the heel and her eyes went wide. She could see the deep pink skin and it looked beautiful. She knew what the color would be from Thalia’s description but seeing it in person was really exciting. She moved the sock down a little further and she now could see the entire heel. She saw how tender the skin looked, and she gasped in surprise. “Wow. Even your heel looks very tender. Incredible. Absolutely incredible. I can’t wait to see the rest.” she said in shock.
Priscilla stood on the opposite side of the table and watched Sylvia pulling down the left sock. She got excited when she saw that pink skin and wanted to have some fun as well. She started to pull down the right sock and when it got to the rope that was around the ankle, she grimaced. She had to work to get the sock off and her patience was thin. She really wanted to torture the woman’s feet and groaned. “Dammit….I wish she was already barefoot. Trust me, Sylvia. When you see her feet, you are going to be amazed. Look at that pink skin! It is absolutely perfect!” she told her.
Darby felt herself blushing once she felt the sock come off her left heel. She heard the comments by both Sylvia and Priscilla and her head hung down. Once again, her tender feet were about to be exposed and these two were surely going to lust after them. She noticed that every time someone saw her feet for the first time, they always were in awe and wanted to touch them. Once they discovered how ticklish she was, it ended up being her worst nightmare. She took a deep breath and tried to brace herself for the oncoming tickling onslaught. “Leave muh feet alone…” she whimpered.
Sylvia heard the excitement in Priscilla’s voice and so far, that tender looking heel looked amazing. She pulled the sock down further and saw more of that deep pink skin. She was amazed at how soft and tender it looked and soon, the arch was exposed. There was no change in the skin color and the foot itself looked really thick. The sock then came off the ball of the foot and she found herself getting really excited. The sole looked so soft. The skin color made it look so tender. Then she pulled the sock off the toes, finally revealing Darby’s left foot. She gasped as she saw those thick toes. They were medium length and that pink color stood out. She understood why Thalia was so impressed with these feet. They looked absolutely perfect. She saw the toes wiggle a little and she got so excited. “Wow…..I heard all about your feet and now that I have seen it, I can see why everyone loves them. Darby Reeves, you have PERFECT feet!” she exclaimed and clapped her hands.
Priscilla heard Sylvia’s excitement, and she grinned. She got the sock from under the ropes and now peeled it off the heel. Her eyes saw the naked left foot and she paused for a moment. That tender skin looked perfect. She was always impressed with the way the bottoms of Darby’s feet looked and knew just how sensitive they were. They were truly magnificent, and she was going to enjoy every single moment of it. She looked back at the right foot and continued to peel that sock down. The arch was exposed and seeing that deep pink skin gave her chills. She could feel herself salivating as the ball of the foot was exposed. She quickly looked back up at Sylvia and saw how much she was staring at the exposed foot. “They are beautiful, aren’t they?” she asked.
“Yes. I-I don’t have words. I have been tickling feet for a while now and I have never seen anything like it. I thought perhaps Thalia was exaggerating because she hated Darby so much, but no, she truly has perfect feet.” Sylvia said as she continued to stare at the helpless foot. The size of the foot, the shape, the thickness and that skin color was really something to behold. She wanted to wait for Priscilla to expose the other foot so they could both torture this woman within an inch of her life. She was told the feet were highly ticklish and she couldn’t wait to torture her.
Darby groaned in her gag as she felt her sock come off her left foot and now her right one was just about off. She could hear every word both ladies were saying, and she felt so embarrassed. She always felt shy whenever someone talked about how beautiful her feet were. Growing up, she always thought feet were just feet. Nothing about them stood out to her. After her initial battle with La Diabla, she was very self-conscious about her feet and tried to protect them as much as possible. Even her friends would marvel at them. She figured she should be used to their reactions, but every time she heard it, it really embarrassed her. Then she felt the sock come off her right toes and now she was completely barefoot. The only thing she was wearing now was her bra and underwear. She started to whimper in shame because she knew what was going to happen. “Please….leave muh feet alone. Put muh socks back on muh feet. I beg ya….” she whimpered.
La Diabla felt her heart sink as she watched both Sylvia and Priscilla remove Darby’s socks. Out of anyone, she definitely knew what this moment meant. It took her back to that moment when she first tickled those feet. She remembered how much she was in awe seeing Darby’s pink feet for the first time. She remembered taunting her and humiliating her. She knew how ticklish they were and loved playing with them. Even as lovers, playing with Darby’s feet was such a great time. Now those two evil women were going to touch them and torture her. All the previous tickling was hard to watch, but the foot tickling was going to be far worse. She took a deep breath and hoped for the best. “Poor Darby. Hang in there baby…..” she told herself.
“I don’t know what to do first. I mean, her feet are right there for me to have my way with them. But I also just want to gaze and admire them. Tell me, Priscilla. Are her feet as soft as they look?” Sylvia asked with a cruel smile. She really couldn’t believe what she was witnessing and couldn’t wait to get started.
“YES!!! They really are! Go ahead, touch it. I promise it will be something you never forget.” Priscilla grinned back. She thought about the moment she first touched Darby’s feet. Seeing them again right now for the first time since Santa Selena got her truly excited.
Sylvia giggled like a schoolgirl and took her right index finger and placed the tip of it on top of the heel. She already could feel how soft the skin was and that was just the heel. She then lightly dragged the pad of her finger down the foot, going from the heel, into the arch, off the ball of the foot and even of the undersides of the toes. Her jaw dropped because she could feel just how soft the foot was. She had tickled all kinds of women’s feet and none of them ever had skin that soft before. It was though she was touching the finest silk. What really got her excited was Darby’s reaction to her foot getting stroked.
“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT MUH FEET!!!!!” Darby screamed as she felt the light touch going down the length of her foot. The sensation was far worse than she imagined and now she was already panicking. She curled both sets of toes and she started to shake her body. She was truly frightened and was desperate to do anything not to be tickled on her feet.
Sylvia jumped in place as she heard panicked laughter. That was the greatest response she ever had to a simple foot stroke. Other women had strong reactions, but to hear Darby scream like that got her really excited. The foot was far more ticklish than she even imagined. “Wow….” was the only thing she could say.
“Yes!!! You see? Her feet are VERY ticklish! Hehehe” Priscilla said with excitement in her voice. She then followed suit and took her left index finger and using the pad of the digit, softly stroked down the length of the right foot. She felt that very tender skin and it gave her an intense thrill. Her finger moved down the heel of the foot, into the arch, off the ball of the foot and finally those thick toes. She had an evil grin when she heard that same reaction.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE MUH FEET!!! I AM BEGGIN’ YA!!!!!” Darby screamed when she felt the finger stroking off her right foot. She was in such a panic; she did not care how desperate she sounded. Those two strokes were horrific, and she knew she was in deep trouble.
Sylvia loved that reaction and she couldn’t hold back anymore. She started to lightly pitter patter her fingertips down the length of the sole and that terrible ticklish scream came out and she was grateful they gagged her. All of Ciudad Azteca probably would have heard Darby screaming. She was still in awe over how soft the skin was. It was as though Darby never walked barefoot. They were as soft as a baby out of the womb. She loved how her fingertips would softly press into the foot, and it felt amazing. She felt like a kid with a new toy and continued to flutter her fingers all over that thick sole. “Darby is soooooo ticklish! Hehehe” she taunted.
Darby continued to scream in ticklish agony as she felt those light touches on her feet. That was the other thing she hated about being in this position. Even the lightest touch drove her wild when her feet were touched. It seemed like she got more ticklish over time. Anytime someone tickled her feet, it just seemed worse. Even when it was in a loving situation with La Diabla, her feet’s ticklishness was her greatest weakness. Unlike being intimate with her lover, she knew those two evil women were trying to destroy her. If she didn’t get help soon, she was going to be destroyed. Then she felt nails trickling down her right foot and she lost it. That sensation was overwhelming and she was ready to submit. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MUH FEET!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA MUH FEET ARE TOO TICKLISH!!!!!” she screamed into her gag.
“Suffer you read headed *****! Hehehehehe payback is MINE!!!!!” Priscilla screamed as she used her nails to lightly stroke the foot. She wanted to really torture her. She didn’t want to tease that foot, she wanted to make Darby suffer tremendously. To her, this was her revenge. When she was captured in Santa Selena, it was Darby, not La Diabla, that tormented her own feet. It was such an embarrassing moment for her. Her own feet were quite ticklish, and Darby truly tortured them. Now it was her turn to get revenge. She loved hearing that intense muffled laughter and wanted to keep pushing her. Knowing that Darby had to be broken in order to be a sex slave, she was going to truly enjoy sending her into that state of destruction. She focused her nails in the arch area and gently pressed down into the remarkably tender flesh. “This is payback for what you did to my feet! You are REALLY going to get it now!” she threatened.
La Diabla felt her heart breaking as she listened to those terrified muffled screams of laughter. She could see both Priscilla and Sylvia going to work on Darby’s feet. She knew how bad this was for her. She wished she could do something. She wanted to beat the hell out of both women, but she had to stand still. Her mind thought of her mother and hoped she was ok. She hated being in this position. She hated knowing the two women she loved were suffering. She wanted to protect them and also avenge them. She just had to figure out a way to find her mother, then she could save Darby as well. She heard another shriek coming from her lover and knew that those women were having the time of their lives touching Darby’s perfect tender feet. “Hang in there. Come on, you can do this. Just hang in there, baby. Please.” she said under her breath.
Darby continued to feel those touches on the bottoms of her feet, and she felt she was truly suffering. The touches were unrelenting. She had those soft feathery touches on her left foot, and those nails on her right foot. The nails were pressed deep into her flesh, and it had an effect on her. Her greatest weakness was being exploited, and she felt miserable. She shook her head wildly, which caused her long red hair to fly all over the place. She tried to pull her legs free, but the ropes held firm. She could feel her knees rubbing against the wooden table and she was getting desperate. She opened her eyes for a moment and saw that she was staring at the ceiling. She was laughing so hard, and the ceiling started to look a little blurry because of the wetness forming in her eyes. This was sheer agony for her and had no idea when these two evil women were going to stop. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP!!! I AM HAHAHAHAHAHAHA BEGGIN YA! I AM BEEEEGGGGGGIIINNNNNNNNNNN!!!!” she screamed into the gag.
Sylvia heard those desperate sounds from Darby, and she was glad she waited for the feet to be tickled last. The earlier tickle torture wore this woman down far enough, so when her feet were finally tickled, it would be much worse. She still couldn’t believe how soft the feet were. That was the one thing that stood out more to her than anything. She knew women with severely ticklish feet. She had seen plenty of pretty feet. But these feet were softer than anything she ever felt before. Now, she could see Thalia again and talk about the experience she had. Now she could tell the Greek bounty hunter how much fun and pleasure she got from tickling the soft feet of Deputy Darby Reeves! She saw that Priscilla was using her nails already and she giggled to herself. She knew how much Priscilla wanted revenge and those nails had to be destroying every single bit of will within Darby’s body. She focused her own fingers on the ball of the foot. There didn’t seem to be any particular spot worse than the other spots. The heel produced deafening ticklish screams as well. She moved her fingers from the inside edge of the ball of the foot and slowly dragged her finger across that flesh. She saw the toes curling in agony and heard that delightful squeal. Sylvia thought about using precision on this foot. To touch parts in a strategic manner just to drive Darby crazy. She wondered if she and Priscilla could truly drive Darby mad. For her to lose her mind and become truly obedient. Then she felt her nipples stiffen, knowing they still had to play with the sexual parts as well. This was truly going to be a great moment. “I can’t believe how soft this skin is. I mean, it is impossibly soft. And so……..TICKLISH!!!! hehehe” she taunted.
Priscilla grinned when she heard Sylvia’s words. She knew what the assassin was feeling. She never forgot the first time she touched these feet. Even now, she was still amazed at how soft they were. She loved how her nails would sink into the flesh. She moved her nails to the heel of the foot and felt the foot trembling. She could sense how desperate Darby was getting and she wanted to keep pushing her. She wanted to make sure she never forgot this foot tickling. She knew Thalia dished out horrendous torture, but she wanted hers to be even worse. She decided to take things up to another level and pressed her nails into the flesh at the top of the heel. Then, she slowly dragged her nails down the length of the foot, making sure to apply more pressure when they were in the arch of that helpless foot. She moved her nails across the ball of the foot, and she felt herself wanting to orgasm when she heard that maniacal scream that thankfully was muffled by Pilar’s sock inside Darby’s mouth. “That’s right, bitch! Just…….SUFFER!!!!” she told her.
Darby felt herself screaming to the top of her lungs after feeling those nails pressing deeper into her thick sole flesh, sending extreme ticklish sensations throughout her body. The touches on the ball of her left foot were also very powerful and it completely overwhelmed her. She did not care anymore about her pride and dignity. She desperately needed a break, or she was going to snap. When the nails entered her delicate arch on her right foot, she thought her lungs were going to explode. She squirmed her body as much as she could and she felt that familiar sensation. She could feel her body starting to quit and that scared her. She could feel her screams starting to go quiet as she was entering the silent laughter phase of this torture. Her mind was racing with thoughts of surrendering and that was not good. Her head started to slump forward and then she saw La Diabla looking back at her. She could see through her wet eyes that her lover had this look of sadness on her face, and it broke her heart. She was getting tortured in front of her again, and she prayed that somehow, she could rescue her.
La Diabla felt her emotions really starting to go into a tailspin as she witnessed what was happening to Darby. The way she was screaming made her know how bad her feet were being tickled. Darby’s ticklish feet were her true weakness, and she knew her lover was going to be broken. She saw that her body was starting to surrender itself by not thrashing as much anymore, and her voice was getting quiet. She knew that was the sign of her body surrendering, so she had to do something. Even though she could not rescue her, she could at least get them to pause for a moment. “Hey! Why don’t you give her a break?” she yelled out.
Priscilla heard La Diabla’s voice and looked over. She could see the sadness on her face, and it gave her a thrill inside her own body. It was as though she was torturing two women once again at the same time. She paused her nail attack on that tender right foot and faced the outlaw. “Awww……you feel bad that your bitch girlfriend is suffering, huh? I think you know she deserves it!” she gloated.
Sylvia heard La Diabla’s voice, and it annoyed her. She was so focused on tickling that pink skin, that being interrupted really annoyed her. She paused her tickling for a moment and looked at her. She could see the emotion in her face, and she smiled. An idea came to her mind and wanted to test the relationship between the two women. “You don’t like seeing her feet tickled, huh? Hehehe Well, how about this? You could ALWAYS take her place. Does the dangerous outlaw want her own feet tickled?” she asked with an evil grin.
Pilar heard that offer and a thrill went off inside her own body. She hated La Diabla and the prospect of her being tickled was exciting. If it were to happen, she truly wanted to be a part of that. She would love to get her hands on that woman and make her suffer. “Hehehehe yeah, take her place!” she chimed in.
Priscilla smiled when she heard that offer as well. She remembered how much fun she had torturing La Diabla in that cave in Santa Selena. The outlaw was naked, and she suffered under her touch and Helga’s. She managed to break her and force her to submit to her. She even forced La Diabla to suck her toes which was still a wonderful memory. It was her greatest triumph. Now, the thought of finally getting tickling revenge after the outlaw tickled her sounded like a great idea. “Yes, I think I like that idea. Take her place. I KNOW all of your spots. Hehehe She is very ticklish, ladies. Especially on the bottoms of her feet. Oh, and she has a very nice pussy too.” she told them.
La Diabla gulped when she heard that idea. She glared at Priscilla because she also remembered that terrible memory. It was the most humiliating torture of her life. She had been tortured by Madam Olivia and Sabrina Alamain, but it was her defeat to Helga and Priscilla that rocked her to her core. She was very broken after that ordeal, and it was Darby who brought her back to life. Now, she was faced with the choice of having herself tickled, or having Darby tickled. She literally sacrificed her own pussy to save Darby before, so sacrificing her ticklish body was not that big of a deal. However, she needed to figure out a way to rescue both of them. She knew they were not going to just let Darby go. So, they both would be suffering with no chance of escape. When she was tormented in Ciudad Del Reina, the worst feeling was knowing they were both going to be sex slaves. Just like when they were both tortured in Santa Selena. She still had to rescue her mother, so she needed to be alert and in one piece. She snarled towards Priscilla and looked at Sylvia. “How about you just give her a break? I didn’t say stop. Although it would be nice.” she told them.
Sylvia had a surprised reaction when she heard that response. Thalia had told her the story of how La Diabla sacrificed her own pussy to save Darby and now, she was not doing the same type of move for this situation. She wondered what the outlaw was up to and figured that she would eventually get her to break. “Interesting. So, you want to see Darby suffer? You want her to scream her tiny brain out? How about just your feet? Come on, isn’t she your sweet girlfriend? Hehehe” she teased.
La Diabla knew she would sacrifice herself for Darby, but with her mother still in danger, she had to remain free, even if it meant Darby suffered. She hated the position she was in, but she felt she had no choice. The positive thing about this very moment was she was buying Darby some recovery time. She had to somehow keep Darby functioning and not surrendering to these women just yet. “You’re not going to touch my feet. Look, you already tortured her. She is done for. Why keep tickling her like that?” she asked.
“She is such a bitch! Listen you idiot, you either surrender your body to ME or Darby REALLY gets it!” Priscilla demanded. The thought of tickling La Diabla excited her again and she wanted to explore it again. She was going to keep tormenting Darby anyway, but to add La Diabla would have been a great dessert!
“Priscilla, you need me to do your bidding, right? How is making me suffer going to help you? Plus, you have to figure out how to salvage your sex slave operation and I am supposed to help oversee it. So, why don’t you focus on that instead of wasting your time tickling Darby’s feet? What is more important to you? Tickling her feet, or getting your plan back together?” La Diabla asked. She was feeling confident that this distraction was helping Darby. She thought that perhaps she could at least get Priscilla to stop tormenting the woman she loved. If Darby was going to suffer, she might as well just have one person tickling her, not multiple.
Priscilla listened to La Diabla’s words and knew the outlaw had a point. She did need to figure out how to salvage her sex trafficking ring. She put so much effort into it, and it was destroyed. However, the outlaw made a good point. Perhaps there was a way she could salvage it. The entire purpose of having La Diabla under her control was for that operation. Otherwise, she didn’t need her. Having control over her was very sweet, and she needed to prolong it. “Eh, you make a good point. I think we will torment her a little longer, then YOU and ME will figure this out. Let me finish my fun!” she growled, then went back to the foot.
Sylvia smiled a little and made a head nod to La Diabla. She had a feeling the outlaw just did a mind trick on Priscilla, and it was effective. La Diabla wanted Darby to have a break in her torture, and she succeeded. Even though she disliked her, she had to admit the woman was quite intelligent and strategic. She then went back to the left foot and stared at it. It was time to torture Darby once again. “Now, back to this ticklish foot……” she said, then moved her fingers towards the helpless foot.
Darby managed to get more air into her lungs after that pause in the torturous foot tickling. She felt her lungs burning and her saliva surely was soaking that sock gag. She felt her body being really tired, but she still had some fight left. She really needed this break. She could hear voices in the room, including La Diabla’s and even though she did not know what they were saying, it had to be enough for Priscilla and Sylvia to stop tickling her. She closed her eyes and just focused on recovering. She could feel how hot her body was and how sweaty she was getting. She looked up and saw both Priscilla and Sylvia now moving back behind her. That got her to squirm a little because the torture appeared to be resuming. “Please…..no more….don’t tickle muh feet….please no more tickling…..” she whined into her gag.
Sylvia heard that whining and she smiled. Darby was really sounding desperate, and it made her realize this woman was on the verge from snapping. It was now time to push her over the edge and truly make her suffer. She looked down at that soft foot and knew it was time for her to use her own nails. She wanted to tickle the life out of that sensitive foot and really make Darby suffer. She looked over at Priscilla and had an idea come to her mind. “Hey, let’s see which one of us can make her scream louder. You tickle her foot for 60 seconds, and we will hear her scream. Then I tickle her foot for another 60 seconds, and we will make her tell us which was worse. Think you can do a better job than me? hehehe” she offered.
Priscilla heard that challenge and felt that rush of excitement flow through her body. They were both going to torture Darby and see who the better foot tickler was. It reminded her of the competition that she and Gloria Wellington had back at the mansion in Santa Selena. That competition was between Gloria’s maid, Bessie, and her sex slave to be, Cheyenne. It was a spirited competition, and she ended up losing. She berated Cheyenne for being such a failure and now she was determined to win this one. She didn’t have to rely on anyone else but her own skills. She had a sadistic smile and glared right back at Sylvia. “Deal!!! Hehehe I am going to win this. How about the loser treats the winner to dinner?” she counter offered.
“I like that. Ok, deal! I am really going to make this bitch scream. Hehehee Ok, I have my pocket watch.” Sylvia replied, then pulled out her pocket watch. She liked this idea of tormenting Darby, and it gave her the opportunity to inflict the most hellacious torture on that very tender foot. “Ok, get ready!!!! Get set!!!!...............GO!!!!!” she shouted.
Priscilla looked down at that deep pink sole and made both of her hands into claws. She then started to rake both sets of claws across that helpless foot and she loved it. Her nails sank into that tender flesh, and she had one claw on the arch and the other on the ball of the foot. She moved her fingers rapidly on that skin and she absolutely loved the reaction she got. Darby was laughing hysterically and with such power in her muffled voice. The nail attack surely had to be devastating, and she wanted to push her. She still thought about what this deputy did to her own feet, and it was payback time. She put more pressure into the flesh and really tried to draw out the worst sensations possible. “Laugh, bitch!” she yelled.
Darby exploded in hysterical laughter when she felt those nails tickling her right foot. She could feel how they were pressing into the bottom of her foot and moving rapidly over that skin. The sensations immediately overwhelmed her and every single nerve in her body was on fire. Her body grew really stiff, and her head was shaking all around in ticklish agony. It was as though Priscilla put a lot of effort into drawing out the worse tickling sensations she could endure. The nails were all over the ball of her foot and in her arch. She could even feel some of the touches on her delicate instep and it really drove it deep into her. This was not a pleasant, easy going foot tickle. This was an all-out attack to truly torture her. She couldn’t even think straight as her mind only focused on those ticklish feelings. It didn’t take her long to slip into silent laughter, and she prayed that this would all end soon. Her resistance was nearly depleted, and her body felt that urge to completely surrender. Then her eyes nearly came out of her head when she felt the nails in her toes. They were scraping the undersides, and she lost it. She didn’t make a sound, but her eyes were wide open, and she had a look of sheer desperation on her face. This was truly torture.
Sylvia looked at her watch and grinned. She could see just how much Darby was suffering and she enjoyed it. She watched as Pricilla’s nails focused first on the ball of the foot, then the arch. She could see those white trail flashes as the nails pressed and dragged across that deep pink skin. Knowing Darby was in silent laughter really made her feel good. This was all about torturing her and she was sure to snap. She felt herself shivering when she saw those nails attack the delicate undersides of those thick toes. It looked horrific and she couldn’t wait until she got to do it to the left foot. She could see the toes of the left foot curling and spreading open as Darby’s poor body was suffering. 60 seconds had finally passed, and she smiled. “TIME!!!!” she yelled out.
Priscilla got one last tickle on the toes, and she felt her adrenaline flowing at a high rate. She wished she had more than one minute to torture that foot. She was really getting into tickling it and found some great pleasure in going after those thick toes. She knew she tormented the deputy within an inch of her life and wanted to keep going. “Dammit!!! I was just getting started!!! That minute went way too fast!!” she said with glee.
“Hehehehe I bet it did! You did a really good job. I think she is about to die soon. Hehehe” Sylvia taunted as she looked at Darby’s body. She saw the head at first slumping backwards, then it fell forwards and she knew she was exhausted. A woman that ticklish on her feet would surely be done for at that point. But she felt a tingle between her own legs because it was her turn to tickle that foot. With Darby looking nearly finished, she had the opportunity to finish her. She wanted to make sure that woman was broken and would be a perfect sex toy. She wondered if she should test Darby’s response to having her private parts played with after her round of foot tickling. “It’s my turn. Hehehehe Let me give her a 60 second break, so she could be ready for me.” she said with a giggle.
Darby felt herself drooling out of her mouth and felt her warm tears flowing down her face. That foot tickling was devastating. Those nails really drove her crazy and her will to fight was just about gone. Her feet were her weakness, and she lost every single battle she had whenever her feet were tormented. She felt a crushing sadness within her because she was once again going to be prepped to be a sex slave. She had no idea how she was going to get out of this predicament and her fate was about to be sealed. The woman who would save her worked for Priscilla now. No one else knew where she was, so there was no hope of a rescue. She didn’t even know where she was, so she couldn’t escape on her own. Her body felt so weak, and she started to beg. She needed to beg to keep her from losing her will completely. “No more……please no more…..you win……you win….” she whimpered.
“Not yet! Hehehe I have to have my turn. Poor Darby. Her precious feet are being tickled, and she can’t take it. You truly are a tender footed deputy. Maybe I should just put an ad in the newspaper and let everyone know that you can simply defeat this deputy by tickling her HUGE FEET. Hehehe by the way, I do want to reiterate that. You have HUGE FEET. Hehehehe” Syliva taunted as she continued to try and humiliate Darby. She saw the 60 seconds of rest went by and now it was her turn. She handed the pocket watch to Priscilla to use, so she could use both hands to fully tickle the life out of that very helpless foot.
“Ok, are you ready? Hehehehe” Priscilla giggled. Now it was her turn to watch Darby suffer. She wondered if somehow before Sylvia left, they could keep her for a few days and tickle the life out of this woman every day. She wanted Darby to break permanently. She wanted this to be the last time she ever had to deal with her and finish her career once and for all. “Get ready!!!! Get set!!!!.................GO!!!” she announced.
Sylvia immediately placed one claw on the hell of that foot and the other on the ball of the foot. She pressed her nails deep into the skin then slowly raked them across those areas. She moved her nails from the inside edge of the heel and the ball of the foot, dragged it across the center areas of each spot until she finally got to the outside edge. She wanted Darby to feel that misery quickly and then raked her nails just below the ball of the foot and the heel. She was touching the arch area, and she felt all the muscles in that foot tense up and she saw Darby’s body once again jerking around. The shrill muffled laughter was music to her ears, and she felt powerful. She then moved her fingers very rapidly in the center of the arch and wanted to get as much torture as she could within 60 seconds. She moved her fingers at a dizzying pace, trying to touch every single spot on that pink skin. She then remembered the toes were quite sensitive and she went after them. She left the nails of her left hand on the arch and used her right hand to go after the toes. Even by just using her nails, she could tell just how tender the skin was. She didn’t hear laughter anymore, which meant Darby was in silent laughter. That gave her such a thrill. She was pushing Darby to the brink of ticklish insanity, and it was time to push her over. She really went after those toes and tried her very best to drag out the most intense tickling sensations she could. She also pictured being on a ship back to Greece and tickling these feet the entire time. She really started to get into it when she heard Priscilla’s voice.
“TIME!!!!!! Hehehehe” Priscilla called out. She saw how Sylvia used her nails on that vulnerable foot and was impressed. Tickling Darby’s feet was such a great pleasure, and she wondered if she could keep tickling them again.
Darby felt her body quit once the nails left her feet. Her entire body went limp, and her eyes were closed. Her head was slumped forward, and she was nearly unconscious. All that screaming and agony within her body almost made her pass out. The sensations were very intense, and she could still feel her feet tingling. She knew she was done. She didn’t want any more torture. Her body at this point would not be able to handle it anymore. She groaned in misery and prayed it was over. “No more……I submit….I submit….” she wheezed.
La Diabla felt she was about to cry. She had just witnessed the ruthless torture of Darby’s feet. The two women had a contest on who could tickle Darby’s feet worse. She saw how much ticklish agony Darby was in and now she saw her lover being a complete mess. She could hear her soft whimper about submitting and it broke her heart. Darby was done for and what made it worse is that she knew this ordeal was not over yet. She knew they wanted to truly torture her, and it was not going to go well for Darby. She hated herself for not intervening. She hated herself for not doing whatever she could to stop poor Darby from suffering so much. She fought back the tears and prayed this was over now. It was too much for her to see.
Sylvia walked towards the front of the table and looked at Darby’s worn-out form. She knew this woman was just about finished. Thalia was right. Once her feet were tickled, she would be far more submissive. Now it was time to find out who won the contest, then she was ready for the next phase of finishing Darby. She reached her right hand forward and lifted Darby’s head up by her chin. She could see how sweaty the face was and how wet her eyes were. She could see her breathing very hard as well. She had a defeated look on her face and all it took to put her in this position was tickling those extremely soft barefeet of hers. She wanted to keep playing with them and really make this woman suffer more. But she was more excited about what she had planned for her. She started to form a sinister smile and winked at the worn-out deputy. “So, did you have fun? Hehehe” she taunted.
Darby felt her head lifted and she saw that evil smirk on Sylvia’s face. She knew this woman was in control and she dreaded having her feet touched again. She absolutely felt so humiliated. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her once again. She felt the urge to cry but she had some dignity remaining. However, she was broken enough to start begging her with humiliating shame. “Please….ya beat me. Please…..no more tickling muh feet…..” she pleaded.
“Hehehe I LOVE tickling your feet. They are sensational!!! I truly have never seen such a perfect pair of feet before. Now, before I continue to torture you, you were just in a contest. Priscilla tickled your foot first, then I did. Who did the better job?” Sylvia asked with a sly grin. She saw Priscilla come next to her and they both faced the exhausted woman. She didn’t really care who won because in the end, she was going to be the one who took Darby back to Greece and finally be the one who defeated the famous deputy and ended her lifestyle once and for all.
Priscilla saw Darby’s face and loved how defeated she looked. It was the same look she remembered back in Santa Selena. It gave her great pride that both Darby and La Diabla were once again defeated by her. Her revenge was just about completed. Now, she wanted to enjoy a little fun and embarrass Darby further. “Yes! Who tickled your feet worse? Me or her?” she asked with a giddy smile.
Darby heard the question, and she had no idea who won this contest. It was very embarrassing that they made some kind of wager to see who could torture her worse. She felt so horrible and so helpless at the moment. She looked at both women through her tear-filled eyes and wondered if the loser or the winner would celebrate by tickling her again. “Please don’t tickle me anymore….Please don’t.” she begged through her saliva-soaked gag.
“If you don’t declare a winner, you WILL be tickled for the rest of the night and all day tomorrow. Who won?” Sylvia threatened. She really loved the state of mind Darby was in and felt very much in control. It was just a little while longer and this woman would never be the same again.
Darby heard the threat, and it made her feel very sad. She didn’t want to be tickled anymore and looked at both women again. They were both very cruel to her sensitive feet and it was the same. She glanced over at Priscilla who had this smirk on her face. She decided to just declare her the winner because she looked at her. “She did…..she did….please don’t tickle muh feet anymore. Please…..I can’t take it anymore.” she whined.
“YES!!!!! I WON!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA” Priscilla shouted when she heard that she was the winner. She did a fist pump and smiled at Sylvia. It felt good to win a contest, especially after losing one to Gloria. She reached her hand forward to shake Sylvia’s hand and smiled. “Good matchup!” she gloated.
Sylvia could see how happy Priscilla was and she didn’t mind it. She still never truly liked this woman but after hearing how angry she was over the sex trafficking ring was decimated, making her smile was a definite good thing. She knew Priscilla wouldn’t do anything to her, but she really did not want to deal with that woman while she was in a foul mood. She also didn’t want her to blame her for the failure of the facility. “Yes, good matchup. It appears your foot tickling skills are very good. Especially on feet like hers. Hehehe” she giggled.
“Oh yes! Her feet are such great prizes. I love how miserable she looks too! Are you sure you need to take her back to Greece? I really would like to have her in my home being a sex toy. I would love to have her naked and suffer under my fingers every single day!” Priscilla replied. She wanted to continue to torment Darby. It would be her ultimate victory to have both the deputy and the outlaw under her control.
“Hehehe yes, I need to take her back to Greece. I was paid very well to deliver her to Christos and Thalia. I don’t want to disappoint them.” Sylvia responded. She looked at Darby and saw her head slumping again. Now was the time to really have her way with her. Now was the time to perform the ultimate humiliation. It was time to get her naked and conquer her sexually. “Speaking of her being naked, I think it is time she becomes naked here. I want to see what she looks like naked. I bet it is an amazing sight.” she threatened.
“Oh yes!!! She is BEAUTIFUL naked! Hehehehe I have seen her that way. I can’t stand this woman, and I love how she is just a broken stooge. But I will give her credit. She is a beautiful woman. Just wait until you see her tits, and especially her pussy. You think her feet were amazing? Just wait until you see that sweet pussy.” Priscilla said. She thought back to her time in Santa Selena when she got to torment Darby’s naked body along with Helga. She remembered gazing upon that pussy of hers and how impressive it was. It also excited her because she had an idea for La Diabla. She wanted the outlaw to share Darby’s misery, and she rubbed her hands. “Oh yes, just wait until you see her pussy.” she smiled.
“I heard her pussy was in fact, really beautiful. Hehehe” Sylvia giggled. She truly appreciated Thalia giving her all the great information about Darby ahead of time. Everything she described was accurate thus far. Now it was time to humiliate Darby. She lifted her head up once again and grinned. “Darby, Darby, Darby. You look absolutely pathetic. Your face is a mess. However, I believe your body is still very beautiful. So, if you don’t want me to tickle your feet again, I suggest you tell me you want me to strip you naked. You are either going to be naked, or your feet get it again. We will have another contest and tickle your feet for 15 minutes each to start. What will be it? Oh, let me get this gag out. I want to hear you clearly….” she asked.
Darby’s eyes went wide when she heard her choice. She truly feared having her feet tickled again, but being stripped naked would be horrifying as well. It meant that she was going to be played with sexually. Her body was so tired, she knew that once sexual play began, she was probably going to have an orgasm, and these women were going to humiliate her. She could feel her feet tingling again, and her fear rose. Then she felt the sock getting pulled out of her mouth and in a sense, she liked that. Her jaw was aching, and her mouth was dry from that sock absorbing so much of her saliva. She looked at Sylvia and wanted to beg her. She was on the edge and desperately needed mercy. “Please….ya got to stop doing this to me. Ya already defeated me. What more do you want?” she begged, now able to speak her words clearly.
“I want your body. That’s what I want. I guess we have to tickle your feet again since you didn’t answer my question.” Sylvia said, then started to head back towards the feet area.
“NO!!! NOT MUH FEET! PLEASE DON’T TICKLE MUH FEET!!!! Strip me nekkid!!! Strip me nekkid!!!” Darby shouted. She hated that option, but her nervous system was on fire and any further foot tickling would be pure torture. She felt so ashamed she was begging to be naked, but she felt she had no other choice.
“Good girl. Hehehehe Your feet are truly your greatest weakness. Now, I think it is time to see what your body looks like. I hope it is better than what I saw on Phoebe Wellington. She had a sensational body. I hope yours is better….” Sylvia bragged then reached her hands behind Darby’s back and undid the bra clasp. The bra came loose, and she felt excitement growing within her. She was going to take a look at Darby’s breasts and wanted to play with them as well. She started to remove the garment off the chest and pushed the cups above the mounds. Once she got them up and over the breasts, her eyes finally saw what was hiding underneath. She gasped as she finally saw the naked chest of Deputy Darby Reeves. The breasts were a size B and were rounded nicely. She could see the small pink nipples and could tell the skin was extremely soft. The breasts sagged just a bit but also appeared firm. She was very impressed, and she licked her lips. “Ooooh!!! Those are NICE!!!! They really are a sight to see. I can see the naked breasts of the famous deputy. Hehehe” she giggled.
Darby felt her face burning with shame once the bra came off her chest. She could feel the cups just below her chin and knew her breasts were exposed for anyone to see. It was such a humiliating moment for her, and the shame washed over her. No matter how many times this moment had happened to her, it was always a horrible feeling, and she always felt great shame. She was also very concerned after hearing that Sylvia said she had attacked Phoebe. That bit of information was a surprise and after hearing Kylie’s account of what happened, she felt terrible for her. She also knew it was going to happen to her as well. “Why do you have to do this to me? Why did you do it to Phoebe?” she asked in a sad voice.
“Because! I want to see your naked body. I want to have some fun with you. Phoebe was a favor for someone else. But you? Oh, you sweet thing, this is all about revenge and my pleasure too. Tell me Deputy Darby, are your titties soft?” Sylvia asked, then reached forward and placed her hands on the two mounds. She felt a tingle between her legs because now she was going to have her way with Darby sexually. She heard those whimpers as she groped the chest. She could see that look of shame on her face, and it got her excited. She looked over at Priscilla who had a look of satisfaction on it as well. “Wow! Her tis are NICE! They feel so good on my hands. I absolutely hate her as a person, but dammit, her body is something else. No wonder so many women want to fuck you, Darby. You just have that type of body that even women just want to fuck. Haha” she taunted.
La Diabla felt her eyes filled with tears as Darby was now going to be sexually humiliated. It pained her knowing that her lover was going through this kind of torment. She knew how responsive Darby was sexually and after being tormented so much, she knew they were going to force her to orgasm right in front of her. She truly hated being in this moment and as she saw Sylvia fondling those sweet breasts, a tear fell from her right eye. She wiped it with her hand, and she felt so much emotional pain. “Darby…..I’m sorry. I’m so sorry….” she told herself in a soft voice.
Darby felt the groping of her breasts and her body continued to be filled with shame. She was too weak to resist and when she felt those thumbs rubbing her nipples she moaned. She knew what was about to happen and she felt sad. She knew her body was going to respond and when she felt her nipples stiffening, she wanted to cry. They were definitely trying to humiliate her sexually at this point. She could see the determination in Sylvia’s eyes. She looked at her and wanted to beg. She felt those sexual feelings starting to rise and she couldn’t stop it. She didn’t want to stop it because it was better than them tickling her helpless bare feet. “Sylvia…..you got to stop this. Please don’t do this to me. You won….just let me go.” she pleaded.
“You know, you are cute when you beg. But you are also kind of stupid. I told you what your fate will be, so why are you asking me to let you go? I understand you wanting me to stop touching these nipples of yours, but let you go? You silly goose!” Sylvia taunted. She looked down at the nipples and saw those pink buds getting really stiff. She felt the moment was now turning erotic and forcing Darby to orgasm would be the best thing to happen. She then moved her fingers underneath the breasts and softly stroked that delicate skin under there. She saw the look on Darby’s face go from shock to a smile. That delighted her because her prisoner had ticklish breasts! “Oooh! What do we have here? Do you have ticklish breasts?? I like that….” she teased.
Darby felt those fingers softly tickling underneath her breasts and she couldn’t help but giggle. The assassin was finding all of her spots, and she continued to feel utterly embarrassed. She started to shake her body, which caused her breasts to sway, much to the delight of her captors. She still couldn’t believe this was happening and she was going to endure so much more torture. “Hehehehe quit it! Stop tickling muh breasts! Hehehehe it tickles!” she giggled.
“I know! I love it! Hmmmm….I think you want me to keep playing with these breasts. Your nipples appear to like my touch. I wonder how they would like my tongue….” Sylvia said in a teasing voice, then lowered her head down. She kept her fingers under the breasts and looked at the right nipple. It was very stiff, and it looked delicious. She gently blew her breath across the nipple, and she could see how Darby’s body reacted. She was getting the trapped deputy hot, and it was time to keep pushing her. “You like that, don’t you?” she teased.
Darby felt that warm breath over her nipple and it made her swoon. She hated this feeling. Her body was not going to listen to her mind and just enjoy the physical pleasure. She felt her right nipple starting to pulsate and prayed she could make this all stop. She also started to feel a wetness growing between her legs and that really made her embarrassed. “Please….don’t do this to me. I am begging you...” she softly said.
“Hehehe mmmmmmmm I like these nipples. How do they taste?” Sylvia asked, then stuck out her pink tongue. She wanted to continue to try and drive Darby wild and force her to orgasm for her. She took the tip of her very warm tongue and gently licked the right nipple. She felt a rush of excitement in her own body after tasting that nipple. It tasted incredible and she did another lick. She had done this to other victims, but for some reason, doing it to Darby really got her sexual excitement level to another level. Dominating this proud woman was such a turn on and she wanted more. “Damn, you taste SO good. You know I am going to really have my way with you now. Who would have ever thought a bitch like you would be so sexually pleasing to me?” she teased.
“Please…..don’t do this to me. I-I don’t want you to lick me there. Please have mercy on me.” Darby whined as she felt more licks to her nipples. The sensations felt incredible. After the ticklish nightmare she had gone through, this kind of touch felt incredible for her body. It was the worst kind of torture. Having her body sexually conquered and there was no way to stop it.
Priscilla watched with great excitement as she saw Sylvia licking that right nipple. It was such an erotic scene. She did find Sylvia to be very pretty and even though she hated Darby, she knew she was also very pretty. It was a great sight to see the darker pink tongue of Sylvia tasting the light pink nipple of Darby. She could see just how hard the nipple was and knew Darby was in sexual heat. She stared at her underwear covered ass and knew it was not going to be long before she saw it. She glanced over at La Diabla who looked so sad. That made her extremely happy knowing that she was so miserable. Now the only thing she wanted to do was to humiliate both of them and her idea got her excited. She couldn’t wait until Darby’s underwear came off.
Sylvia continued to lick and taste that sweet right nipple and her own lust was growing out of control. This torment of Darby was personal, so she was getting more into what she was doing compared to the other victims. She then felt greedy and moved her head to the left nipple. She wanted to taste that nipple and savor this moment. She wrapped her lips around that nipple and started to suckle on it. Her tongue flickered across the pink bud, and she felt her own wetness increasing. Darby was such a magnificent victim, and she just wanted more. She stopped sucking on the nipple for a moment and looked at Darby’s defeated face. She saw how glazed over her eyes were and she was so turned on herself. She then planted her lips across Darby’s and kissed her with passion. She was losing control of her own sexual desires and just had to start getting some of her sexual energy out.
Darby’s eyes went wide when she felt Sylvia’s mouth on hers. It surprised her because she didn’t expect that at all. The sucking of her nipples felt incredible, and her own lust was increasing. Then she felt those warm lips on hers and she didn’t know what else to do. It was a nice kiss, but it was with someone she had no feelings for at all. She felt some tingling throughout her body, and then the kiss broke. She looked at Sylvia with great shock. “You….you kissed me?” she said in a soft voice.
“Damn! I needed that. Oh, Christos and Thalia are truly going to enjoy fucking your brains out. You are a moron, a failure and I can’t stand you, but dammit, your sexual energy is amazing! Ok, I think it is time to see that pussy of yours! I need to play with it, and I need to play with it now. You deserve a good fucking!” Sylvia said in her passion. She felt incredible at the moment and after playing with those pink, perfect feet, tasting those sweet nipples, and kissing the helpless deputy, her own lust was getting out of control. She was very turned on and she was losing her composure as someone that wanted to torture others.
Priscilla could hear the lust in Sylvia’s voice and for the first time, the calm, cool, assassin was getting a little out of control. She liked it because it showed she was in fact human. “hehehe you really want to see her pussy? I promise you; you will not be disappointed at all.” she told her.
Sylvia felt her loins burning with desire and knew she had to calm down. She was getting too excited and from what her own mentor once told her; too much emotion would be her downfall. She paused for a moment and tried to calm herself. She had a lot of sexual desire for Darby right now, but she had to keep herself under control. She knew it was time to have her way with Darby’s pussy, but she had to do it under control. She stepped away for a moment and calmed herself. “Yes, let’s go after that pussy of hers. But I need her in a different position.” she said.
Priscilla looked at her and wondered what she had in store. She looked at Darby and the kneeling position that Darby was in was not a good position to clearly see her pussy. She looked over at La Diabla and Pilar. She needed them to help rearrange Darby. She decided to leave La Diabla out of it because she had an idea on what to do with her. She looked at Sylvia and smiled. “Hey, I think I can have Pilar help you change her around.” she told her.
“Ok, that will work. Come on, Pilar. Let’s get her ready.” Sylvia instructed. She looked at Darby’s slumping form and knew she had to be quick. She had Darby completely vulnerable and did not want her to regroup. If she did when she was untied, then they could have a fight on her hands. She did not want to end up losing this battle because of any mistakes. She saw Pilar starting to untie the ankles, and she worked on the wrists. Once she got them undone, she felt Darby collapsing in her arms. The deputy was exhausted, but they still had to move. She saw Pilar get both ankles undone and she pushed Darby backwards and laid her on her back. She told Pilar to tie the wrists where the ankles once were. She then took the wrist ropes and started to tie them to each ankle. Once she got that done, she heard Darby moaning. Thankfully, she was still exhausted, and they could get her re-tied. Once she got those ropes around each ankle, she took a moment to look at the bottoms of those big feet. The pink skin was driving her crazy and she really wanted to have her way with them again. She put them down and then started to lift them back up by pulling the ropes. She got the left foot in the air, then secured the rope to keep her ankle and leg high into the air. Sylvia then repeated the procedure with the right foot, but she moved it away from the left foot, so that Darby’s legs formed a “V” and was slightly spread open. She made sure the ropes were secure and now, Darby’s feet were high into the air, and she was completely vulnerable. She looked at the bottom of the right foot and decided to have a little fun. She planted her lips right in the arch and gave it a kiss. That simple kiss set off her lust again because the skin of the foot felt incredible on her lips. “Damn, I really love these feet of hers. Hehehe” she giggled.
Priscilla felt a rush of excitement in her body when she saw Darby now flat on her back and so vulnerable. She couldn’t help but giggle when she saw Sylvia kissing the foot of Darby. She knew that feeling. Those feet were irresistible. She saw Pilar looking happy and she felt happy. Now it was time to finish this woman off, but she needed to humiliate her in the worst kind of way. “Hey, let’s get her underwear off. I think it is time we see her pussy…..” she told the group.
La Diabla felt more tears coming from her eyes. She just watched Darby get dominated and she could only stand there. She saw Sylvia kissing Darby and having her way with her nipples. Darby’s body was like a rag doll at this point. It was very hard to watch her get placed on her back and now her feet were hoisted in the air. She knew what was coming. She knew her lover’s most private area was about to be exposed, and they were surely going to humiliate her sexually. She saw how Priscilla was beaming with joy. Her hatred grew with each passing moment, and she felt so helpless. This was far worse because she was not tied down. She heard Priscilla mentioning removing the underwear and it was time. She dropped her head and closed her eyes. She could not watch as Darby was about to be utterly embarrassed. She wanted to free Darby and hug her. She was going through a lot, and this would be her breaking point. They were going to force an orgasm out of her and break her soul. “This is not right….” she whispered to herself.
Darby lay on her back and she was too tired to do anything. She felt her body being released from her bondage, and all she hoped for was her defeat and humiliation would be over. She felt herself getting put on her back and groaned when she felt her wrists being tied once again and her ankles were hoisted in the air. She felt terrible about being in this position. She felt helpless again and that really bothered her. She winced when she felt something kissing the bottom of her foot and realized that they were not done with her yet. She could see Priscilla, Sylvia and another woman staring down at her and she wondered what they were going to do to her next. “Please….don’t torture me anymore. What are ya going to do to me now?” she begged.
Priscilla leaned closer to Darby’s tired face and had a large grin. She had waited for this moment, and it was time to see Darby finished forever. This woman caused her so much pain and misery and now, she was the winner. She was going to get the last laugh. “You bitch; you are going to pay. I will take your soul away. You are done for. You hear me? DONE FOR!” she yelled.
Sylvia smiled as she heard that emotion in Priscilla’s voice. She looked at the underwear and it was time for it to come off. She wanted to cut the garment off. She wanted to expose Darby’s nakedness and shame her in front of everyone. “Hey, you got a knife?” she asked Priscilla.
“As a matter of fact, I do! I have a few items for her sweet pussy. Hehehehe” Priscilla responded. She then reached for a pouch she took with her on this trip for this specific reason. It was the same pouch that carried tools when she humiliated Isabel. Now it was going to be done to Darby. She pulled out a small knife and handed it to Sylvia. “Do it! I promise, when you take a look at her pussy, you will love it.” she told her.
Sylvia grinned when she took ahold of the knife. She then walked over to where Darby’s legs were and stared at the underwear. She leaned down a little and pulled the underwear from the perineum area. She stretched the material out and then using the knife, started to cut the fabric. She saw how it was coming undone, and she was getting excited. She was so close to exposing the most private area on Darby and then finish her off. “Hehehehe this will be good.” she mused.
Darby whimpered a little when she felt her underwear being pulled on. Her eyes went wide because she knew what was about to happen and it broke her heart. They were going after her special place, and she was helpless to stop it. She wiggled her toes a little and prayed they wouldn’t expose her. She saw the look of happiness on Priscilla’s face, and it hurt her own heart. “Please…..you won. You don’t have to do this to me. Please don’t expose me. You won!” she begged.
“Hehehe you damn right I won! But that pussy of yours, I got plans for it!” Priscilla gloated. She then went to stand next to Sylvia and watched her cut away on the underwear. She heard the fabric tearing and then, it came apart. She gasped as she watched Sylvia cut away at other parts and finally slipping the underwear off. Her eyes went wide when she saw the red pubic hair and rubbed her hands together in great anticipation.
Sylvia finished making strategic cuts on the underwear and started to pull the garment off the groin area. Her eyes could see how pale the skin was and saw that red pubic hair getting exposed. Then once the garment came completely off, she gasped. Her eyes saw something that blew her mind, and she was amazed. With Darby’s legs slightly spread open, she had a clear look at the spot between her legs. Right below those red hairs was the vagina itself. She saw that light pink lips, and they looked absolutely perfect. “Oh….my……goodness! Will you look at that! Her pussy is perfect! Wow, look at that pink color. She is pink in all the right places. My goodness, it is beautiful!” she said in surprise.
Darby felt her face turning beet red with shame as her underwear slid off her body. She was completely naked, and she knew they were staring at her most precious spot. She always hated this moment. She always hated when another woman forcefully stripped her and exposed her womanhood. It was such a humiliating feeling, and she started to get emotional. “Please cover me….don’t look at me.” she pleaded.
“Oh, we are looking at you alright. See? I told you she has a pretty pussy! Go ahead, pull her pussy open and look at the insides. It will be beautiful.” Priscilla grinned. She remembered the first time she saw Darby’s pussy. It was in that cavern in Santa Selena and Darby was in that special chair where her legs were spread open and she saw her pussy. It was such a great moment for her. She had her way with Darby and when she forced her to orgasm, it was a memory that she was going to savor forever. Now, she had her trapped again and she wanted to make this woman’s life absolutely miserable.
Sylvia heard Priscilla’s advice, and she used her fingers to open up the pussy lips and saw the inside. She gasped loudly when she saw that bright pink inside there. She was stunned by how good it looked. She truly loved Darby’s beauty at this point. She came to this part of the world to capture her and bring her to Greece, and now she understood why Thalia raved about this woman’s body. Seeing it for herself made her love Darby’s physical attractiveness. She hated her as a person, but her body was outstanding. She was ticklish in all the right areas and now in a sexual manner, she was a perfect specimen. From her nipples to her pussy, this woman was perfect. “You were right. This is amazing. She has a perfect looking pussy. Incredible. Absolutely incredible.” she said as she gazed at those pink insides.
Darby felt like crying at this moment. The humiliation of it all burned deep within her soul. She felt her pussy being opened up and heard those words being said about her. She started to whimper loudly because they had complete control over her, and she was like some kind of specimen. It normally was flattering when her looks were praised by someone like La Diabla, but these criminals doing it really made her feel shame. “Why are you doing this to me? Please stop.” she whined.
“Stop? You stupid bitch, we are just beginning. I will let Sylvia have her way with that sweet pussy of yours, but first, I want to get you prepared!” Priscilla said with excitement. The time had arrived for her to humiliate the prisoner, and she felt like dancing about it. She looked at Pilar and Sylvia and clapped her hands. “Ladies, to get her ready for her pussy to be wrecked, how about we SHAVE her first? Hehehe” she told them.
Sylvia smiled when she heard that suggestion. She liked the idea of shaving Darby’s pubic hair off. That was also the way Christos liked his women, and it absolutely made the victim become a meek submissive. She looked at Priscilla with pride and looked forward to playing with the nude pussy once it was ready. “I like that idea! Ok, are you going to shave it off, or should I?” she asked.
“Neither….I think the shaving should be personal. I think it is only appropriate if she is utterly humiliated by someone she likes. I want La Diabla to do it. I want her to shave her pussy clean, then it is all yours to play with.” Priscilla told her. She then looked at the outlaw and saw the look of shock on her face. She knew she just blew her mind, and it was the perfect plan. It would be a great way to humiliate La Diabla as well.
La Diabla heard that instruction and her jaw dropped. She was already crushed emotionally watching them remove Darby’s underwear and exposing her most private area. She knew how shameful that was, and her heart went out to Darby. The woman she loved was being destroyed and she had to watch. She heard all of their comments about how pretty that area was, and she agreed because she loved it as much. It really hurt her heart knowing the woman she loved was going through such embarrassing torture. Then she heard that she was supposed to shave Darby, and she wanted no part of this moment. “Are you crazy? I am not shaving her! You do it!” she responded with some anger in her voice.
“No, you WILL shave her! I am ordering you to do it! Do I have to remind you that your mother’s life is on the line here? If you refuse to do it, well, bad things happen to her. You know I am not lying. SO, SHAVE HER!!” Priscilla growled. She felt her anger rising and she had enough of La Diabla’s defiance. It was time to put her back in her place.
La Diabla felt her heart aching when she heard the threat to her mother. She knew Priscilla was right. She knew her mother was in danger, and it truly broke her spirit knowing that in order to save her and keep her alive, she had to sacrifice Darby. She felt her emotions getting to her because she did not want to be a part of this but had no choice. It was at least just a shaving and not actually torturing Darby. She started to walk towards Darby and her steps felt heavy. She saw that look of glee on Priscilla’s face, and she wanted to destroy that woman once and for all. She finally made it to where Darby was laying there, and she could see her exposed pussy very clearly. She looked up towards the ceiling, hoping for a miracle, but she had to get to work. She looked over at Priscilla and saw her trying to hand a razor over to her. “I hate you….” she told her.
“I hate you too. Now SHAVE!!!” Priscilla demanded. She also handed some shaving cream to La Diabla, and she felt a tremendous amount of power within her body. She was forcing La Diabla to help humiliate Darby and it was actually happening. She stepped back a little so she could see a clear view of the shaving. This was her moment of triumph. Forcing her sworn enemy to help embarrass another enemy.
La Diabla held the shaving cream in one hand, and the razor in the other. She looked between the raised legs and saw Darby’s chest and her face. She could see the sadness in the facial expressions and her own eyes were getting watery. She had to resist the urge to cry because she needed her eyes to be clear so she wouldn’t cut Darby in her delicate areas. She made eye contact with her and her heart broke. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry….” she said softly.
Darby looked between her raised legs and saw the woman she loved standing there. She heard Priscilla’s demands, and she was stunned. She heard the evil woman demanding La Diabla to shave her. Getting shaved was always an embarrassing moment for her. It happened with La Diabla, and it happened with all the other criminals who captured her and tortured her. She knew even though this was embarrassing for her, her heart went out to the outlaw. She heard Priscilla telling La Diabla about her mother and it all started to make sense now. It appeared that Priscilla did something to her mother and that was why she had to obey her. That really hurt her heart because she understood now why the outlaw was following her. It was to save her mother. She saw La Diabla telling her she was sorry, and she wanted to cry for her. Even though she was going to get shaved, she felt terrible for her instead of her own plight. “I love you…” she mouthed back to her, hoping she could read her lips.
La Diabla read Darby’s lips, and it made her emotional. She had to perform this humiliating act on Darby, but her lover was ok with it. That meant a lot to her because the last thing she wanted to do was make her life more miserable. She truly hated this moment, but she had to do it and most importantly, Darby seemed ok with it. She placed the canister of shaving cream down on the table, right next to Darby’s ass, and opened it up. She put the handle of the razor in her mouth and took a clump of shaving cream out and she applied it on Darby’s groin. It was hard for her to focus because when she touched Darby’s groin normally, it was a special interaction between the two of them. They would both be naked and have a good time. That was how she had to focus on this moment. That this was something they both wanted. She started to massage the cream all over the hair and around the groin area. She heard some soft whimpering but continued to focus on the task at hand. She fought back her tears and tried to keep her composure. Once the cream was lathered up, she took the razor from her mouth and held it for a moment. She wanted to make sure her hand wasn’t trembling. The last thing she wanted to do was cut Darby. La Diabla took a deep breath, then started to use the razor and started to shave the woman she loved. She could see the red hair mixed with the cream and it was coming off. She was very careful when she was close to the pussy and continued to shave her. She heard noises coming from Priscilla, Sylvia and Pilar and she wanted to kill them all.
“Hehehe I love this!!! Soon, that pussy will be shaved and I am really going to have my way with it. This will be the sweetest pussy ever.” Sylvia laughed as she watched La Diabla shaving Darby clean. She loved Priscilla’s idea and knew this had to be gut-wrenching for the outlaw. She stared at the groin and more of that red hair was coming off. It reminded her of what she did to Phoebe. She shaved that woman and made her cum her brains out in such a humiliating fashion. She wanted to do the same for Darby. She was pleased that La Diabla was clearing the area, and her own excitement started to build. The same pussy that Thalia dominated would soon be hers.
La Diabla continued to shave the mound and soon, she got most of the cream off. The red hair was completely gone, and she wanted to cry. She had just shaved Darby’s womanhood so that these evil women could humiliate her in the worst kind of way. She could see the naked pussy and it did look beautiful. The same pussy that she had gotten to play with and have sex with. This could also be the final time she ever saw it. If this plan all worked out, Darby was going to Greece and never be seen again. That thought made her start to cry because of the finality of it all. The final act she had with Darby’s womanhood was shaving her clean, so she could be humiliated. She put down the razor and then walked away. She could not bear to watch any longer.
Priscilla saw La Diabla walking away and her heart was very happy. She knew there was a lot of emotional anguish in that woman and that made her extremely happy. That was the reason she wanted the outlaw to shave Darby. To destroy her emotionally and it appeared it worked. She looked over at Sylvia and smiled. “Her pussy is all yours. Have your way with it. Make her pay for everything she had done to me and to you.” she told her.
Darby lay there and felt so humiliated. She felt that razor shave away her hairs and it was heart wrenching. She looked at La Diabla’s face as she was shaving her and it broke her heart. She could see that emotion on her lover’s face and it had to be painful for all of that to happen. Her own heart was broken because once again, they were both destroyed and humiliated. Then she saw her walk away and knew she was in emotional pain. She wanted to hug her and hope that before she left for Greece, they could embrace each other one more time. She heard Priscilla talking about tormenting her most private area and her heart sank. She knew what was going to happen next and she felt her entire body becoming on edge. “Please….don’t touch me anymore. You won. Just leave me alone.” she pleaded.
“You will be touched. I have been dreaming of this moment ever since Thalia told me about your sweet pussy. Now, let me get some of this cream off of you and we will begin. Hehehe” Sylvia teased as she wiped away some cream that remained around the groin area. She wanted a clear look at the skin and those pink folds. It looked absolutely incredible and now, she was going to have her way with that mound. She didn’t have her usual tools with her because they had to make an escape, but she would just have to make do with her fingers. She lightly stroked her fingernails along the inner thighs and felt the legs tense up and heard the cutest squeal coming from Darby’s lips. This woman was ticklish everywhere and she was going to exploit it. “Hehehehe don’t tell me you are ticklish here too!” she joked.
Darby felt those nails sliding against her inner thighs and the ticklish sensations flowed through her body. She knew she was ticklish everywhere and now she was being tormented again. They were not showing any mercy and now she was laughing harder. Then the tickling stopped, and she looked at Sylvia’s face. She saw the look of pure happiness on it, and it made her shudder. “Please….don’t tickle me anymore! I am really sensitive and it’s driving me crazy.” she pleaded.
“I see. Hehehehe Well, good news for you. I will stop tickling you, but I am not done touching you.” Sylvia replied. She then started to softly stroke the pad of her index finger down that pussy slit and she heard Darby’s cute squealing sound. She loved how it felt. She felt her own heart beating faster as it was time to play with this pussy. She used her other hand to spread the lips open and seeing those bright pink insides really turned her on. She gently blew her breath into that pink area, and she felt the body shuddering. She loved it when a woman had a responsive pussy. Darby was incredibly sexy physically and she was truly going to remember this moment for a long time. She continued to blow softly all around the mound and heard those cute little gasps and saw the pussy muscles starting to twitch. She blew across the creases of the groin where the legs connected to the hips, and then gently blew her breath down the pussy, across the perineum and over the hole in the ass. She had Darby completely vulnerable, and she was going to make sure she really broke her.
Priscilla watched this happening and her own lust starting to build. Dominating women sexually always got her turned on and seeing how Sylvia was playing with her got her excited. She loved the way the assassin was gently blowing across the entire pussy area and Darby’s gasps, and cute squeals were highly erotic. She looked over at her face and could see that slight smile, but also the look of distress in her eyes. She wished it was her to punish that pussy, but Sylvia could handle it. She thought about perhaps playing with Isabel’s pussy later. She needed sexual relief, and her prisoner was available for it. She knew that would also piss off La Diabla and that was very gratifying. She also knew she had to figure out a new plan as well. She started to feel her anger returning because this same deputy ruined her sex trafficking business. It never had its very first auction, so she didn’t even make any money at all. That made her want to see Darby destroyed even more. “Wreck that pussy of hers. Make her nice and juicy and destroy her.” she growled.
Sylvia smiled when she heard Priscilla talking about destroying the pussy of Darby. She really wanted to, and she left the pussy lips go. It was time to get her aroused, so she could force that orgasm out of her. She started to tickle the lips again and moved her fingers close to the clit area. She wanted to start teasing that love button and force Darby to get horny. She used her left hand to start massaging the pussy lips and the other hand to gently rub the clit area. “Poor Darby, after all that tickling, she deserves a nice pussy massage.” she said with a huge grin.
Darby felt that massaging taking place on her special place and the rubbing of her clit. It felt absolutely incredible, especially after all the blowing and teasing took place. She felt sensual pleasure and tried to focus. She did not want them to prolong this humiliating torture. She knew they were trying to make her cum, so she figured the sooner she did it, the faster this torture could end. She closed her eyes and started to focus. She wanted to imagine someone else touching her. She wanted to drive her body wild with lust and get that orgasm out of her. In the past, she would try and fight it, but she lost that battle every single time. La Diabla was also here, and she did not want to put her in agony much longer as well. Now, it was a matter of getting it over with. The first image that popped into her head was not La Diabla, but of Mandy from Plotsville. It surprised her, but it also excited her. She remembered how she ended up naked somehow in Mandy’s bed and even though she could have bene taken advantage of; Mandy did not touch her sexually. That made her admire the woman because she knew how badly she wanted to have sex. The thought of having sex with Mandy seemed nice, but she had to focus on someone she definitely wanted to have sex with. She filled her mind with La Diabla’s image, and when they were both naked. That got her juices flowing and she let out a moan.
“That’s right, Darby. This feels so good, doesn’t it? Youa re going to cum for me. You are going to give me your juices whether you want to or not. You are mine and soon you will be everyone else’s too. Hehehehe” Sylvia taunted. She continued to massage the pussy, then she paused. She used her fingers to open the clit hood and saw the love button. She gasped as she looked at it and that bright pink color mesmerized her. She leaned her head forward and gave it a gentle lick with her tongue. The taste of it exploded within her body and she loved it. “Damn! She tastes great!” she shouted.
La Diabla felt warm tears falling down her face as she watched Sylvia having her way with Darby’s private area. She heard all the words and heard Darby’s responses. It was killing her inside watching all of this happen. She could see how Priscilla and Pilar were staring at the scene and had looks of lust on their faces. She closed her eyes for a moment and placed her hands together flat and placed them near her mouth as though she was praying. She really hoped this moment would end soon because it was truly tearing her apart within her body and soul.
Darby felt that lick on her clit and it completely distracted her. The sensation was overwhelming and the reality of what was happening to her really hit hard. She wanted the orgasm to happen, but she also felt really ashamed. They were treating her cruelly and it made her sad. They were trying to take something from her, and she couldn’t stand it. Her pride started to dwindle and now she felt weaker. They were going to make her cum. The way the tongue ravished her clit felt absolutely incredible and intense and she could not get her mind to focus on La Diabla doing this to her. Her mind put Sylvia’s face there and she looked down towards her groin. She could see the blond woman lapping away at her mound and it broke her. That woman was dominating her, and she could do nothing about it. She could see that head now starting to move faster side to side, the tongue rubbing against her sensitive clit faster and those intense sexual feelings grew within her body. It was a surreal sight seeing someone she had no feelings for performing oral sex on her and it made her realize she was having a forced orgasm once again That weighed heavily on her mind and it was taking a toll on her emotions. She glanced over to her right and saw Priscilla watching her. That woman was getting her revenge as well and she was going to cum in front of her. Then her eyes rolled into the back of her head when that tongue pressed hard against her clit and got really aggressive. That overpowered her and now her body was surrendering to the pleasure. “Noooo….mmmmm……please no…….that feels……please don’t….” she moaned with a mixed reaction to her pussy being eaten.
Sylvia heard those soft moaning sounds, and she loved it. She surprised herself again by being so into playing with this pussy of Darby’s. She enjoyed forcing her victims to orgasm, but there was just something magical about this moment. Her prisoner was a famous hero and now she was having her pussy eaten by her. This was actually better than trying to assassinate her. That was her job, but dominating Darby in this way felt even better. She controlled this woman’s body and pleasure. She was going to make her have a powerful orgasm. The more her tongue ravished that clit, the more her own body loved it. She started to lick harder and with more pressure. The sounds Darby was making turned her on and she was determined to push her over the edge. She started to taste the love juices, which only excited her more. She then thought of a fun idea. She paused for a moment and looked at Priscilla, and then Pilar. “Hey, softly tickle her feet. Not too hard, just soft enough for her to feel it.” she instructed, then resumed her tasting of that sweet pussy.
Priscilla smiled when she heard that. She could tell Sylvia was far more into this moment than she would have ever thought. It also gave her a chance to touch those feet once again. She got close to the right foot and placed the pad of her hand and fingers and softly stroked the bottom of that vulnerable foot. It excited her because the extreme softness of the feet felt good on her hand. She looked at Darby’s face and could see her now battling ticklishness with orgasmic pleasure. “Damn, I will never get tired of touching these feet.” she told herself.
Pilar went to the trapped left foot and now it was her turn to feel how soft they were. She watched with great lust when Priscilla and Sylvia tickled those feet. She felt a little left out and now she had her chance to touch them. She looked at the sole of the foot and was stunned. That deep pink skin color looked beautiful. She could tell there were no callouses or any rough skin. That color made the foot look really tender. She then placed the palm of her hand on the bottom of that foot and her jaw dropped. The softness of the skin was impossible to believe, and she loved it. She wanted to tickle the life out of it, but she had to simply touch it softly. She moved her hand across the foot, starting at the toes, sliding over the ball of the foot, into the arch and then off the heel. The heel surprised her the most because that’s where tough skin was usually located. The entire foot was the same. Extremely soft. She felt the foot flinch a little and that let her experience just how ticklish it was. “Wow. I-I can’t believe how soft her foot is. I mean, this can’t be real. No feet can be THIS tender.” she said with surprise.
Darby continued to feel that tongue ravishing her clit and the sexual sensations within her body got stronger. Everything felt amazing and she knew she was going to lose control very soon. Then she felt the soft ticklish sensations flowing through her as she saw Priscilla and Pilar touching her feet. She was glad they weren’t trying to tickle her, but even the soft petting of her soles tickled her slightly. Her body was on edge. There were so many different physical sensations flowing through her and her body felt overwhelmed. Those soft touches on the bottoms of her feet drove her wild and that warm, wet tongue continue to go after her love button. She could hear Sylvia slurping and smacking away at her vagina and heard those comments from both women at her helpless feet. She closed her eyes as she felt that tidal wave of sexual pleasure building. The time had come, and she knew it was over for her. She thought about how these women will dominate and humiliate her and there was nothing she could do. She was under their control, and it broke her heart. She still felt the urge to giggle, but those more powerful moans started to come out. Her pussy was on fire and that release was coming and it was coming fast. She closed her eyes again and tried to imagine La Diabla; however, Sylvia’s face filled her mind and that shook her. That image of Sylvia being her conqueror filled her soul and now she felt weak. The orgasm had now reached its peak and that tongue kept licking and pushing on her. She fought to get that image out of her mind, but it was no use. She failed and then her orgasm hit. It hit HARD! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH MMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GAWD!!!!!” she cried out as the pleasure rocked her to her very soul.
Sylvia heard that orgasmic cry and she even felt something flowing on her face. She felt a major rush going through her body as she just forced Darby to have an orgasm. She could taste more love honey, and she wanted to taste it all. Even when Darby was making guttural sounds, she continued to ravish and eat that sweet pussy. She felt her own loins on fire, and she needed that release badly. She pulled her head away from the pussy and she looked at it. She could see Darby’s love juices smeared all around and she probably squirted a lot. She felt emotional herself because she just sexually conquered Darby and she was extremely turned on. She stood up, wiped her mouth, and looked for somewhere to go. She needed to rub out her own orgasm but didn’t want to do it in front of everyone else. She looked at Priscilla and had a look of sexual desperation on her face. “Is there another room?” she asked.
Priscilla heard that orgasmic cry from Darby and she felt that rush of victory flowing over her body. The deputy had just cum her brains out and the entire scene was so erotic. She looked at how Sylvia reacted and when she stood up, she could see that look of sexual frustration on her face. It amused her because this trained assassin, that was supposed to calm, cool and collected, was obviously in sexual heat. She heard her request, and she wanted to laugh. She knew what Sylvia wanted to do, and it delighted her. “Hehehe yes. Right over there, up those stairs. Enjoy yourself.” she beamed.
Sylvia saw the other room up the stairs, and she quickly made her way over there. She needed that release and she needed it now. She bound her way quickly up the stairs, opened the door, and went inside. She slammed the door shut and prepared herself to masturbate out her own orgasm with the scent of Darby’s love honey on her face.
Priscilla looked at Darby and could see she was completely spent. She saw her with her eyes closed and she was breathing hard. She looked over at the saturated pussy and knew that woman had a big orgasm. She remembered when she forced Darby to orgasm, and it was always a special memory. She then remembered something else. She remembered just how sensitive a woman was after orgasm. She felt it was time to make her suffer a little more. She looked over at Pilar and winked. “Pilar, since this bitch ruined my business, let’s tickle her feet for a little while. I think she should suffer even more…..” she told her.
“GLADLY!!!! Her big feet are absolutely divine! I am really going to enjoy this!” Pilar shouted back with joy and started to wiggle her fingers. She really looked forward to tickling Darby silly. She also knew a person was far more sensitive after orgasm and Darby would probably lose her mind. She was also very surprised that Sylvia reacted the way she did. That woman was always so calm and cool, but the sexual energy of Darby must have pushed her over the edge.
La Diabla felt terrible at the moment. She didn’t see it, but she heard that orgasmic moan out of the woman she loved, and it broke her. She couldn’t believe she had to endure Darby being tormented so much and she had to just let it happen. She heard Sylvia talking about finding another room, and then she heard Priscilla talking about tickling Darby’s feet again. That horrified her because she knew exactly how much more sensitive Darby was after orgasm. She knew they were trying to torture her, and she had to react. She turned around and saw both Priscilla and Pilar ready to tickle those helpless pink feet. “Hey!!! Leave her alone! Haven’t you done enough already?” she shouted.
Priscilla heard La Diabla, and she turned towards her. She saw that she had been crying, and it lit a fire within her. The outlaw was in torment, and she wanted to continue to do it. “No, I have not! In fact, I am going to truly torture her feet because of you. Hehehehe Now, if you don’t like, it, that’s your problem!” she yelled back.
La Diabla felt the urge to pull out her gun and just start firing away. Pricilla kept pushing her and pushing her and she wanted to end it all. She wanted to make sure Priscilla was never a problem again, but she had to resist. Her body started to tremble, and she just wanted to choke the life out of that woman. She had to get out of this place. The tension within her body was too strong. “Can I go for a walk? I need to clear my head for a moment.” she asked.
“Hehehe sure, why not? Be back soon. Once we are done with her, we will move her body back to the hotel room. I am in Hotel del Sol. We need to start plotting our next move. I have to come up with a new plan. I will get my sex slaves going again, and you are going to help me.” Priscilla said, then waved her hand at La Diabla as though she was dismissing her. She saw La Diabla leave, and it felt good tormenting that woman. Then she thought of something else. She had to find another place to take Darby. She couldn’t take her back to the hotel room because Isabel was in there. If La Diabla helped place Darby in there, she would see her mother and then the possibility of everything falling apart would increase. She looked at the door to make sure the outlaw left, then she got closer to Pilar. “Hey, change of plans. We will move Darby to the other location. Go there and make sure it is still closed for the night. The same place we had Veronica and Isabel at before. Isabel is in the hotel room, so we can’t go there. But for now, let’s tickle these feet of hers. It is time we truly make her suffer. Gag her, so we can begin!” she instructed Pilar.
“As you wish!” Pilar responded. She then found her saliva-soaked sock and giggled. She knew she was going to have one barefoot inside a shoe because that sock of hers was completely soaked. She decided to use a new sock, so she removed her shoe, then her sock and headed towards Darby’s head. It was now time to get that gag inside her mouth, then she was going to truly enjoy tickling those big, soft, pink feet.
Rosa exited the carriage that went inside the heart of Ciudad Azteca and felt a little excited. She was back in familiar territory after leaving for the United States. It was a long journey, but she was happy to be back. Now it was time to try and find Darby. Maria had given up some valuable information and now it was time to go find her. She was happy that both Becky Lockhart and Kylie were with her. They were both determined to go help find Darby as well. She convinced Becky to leave a note for Sheriff Dickerson explaining why they headed to Mexico. She didn’t want to waste any more time having a discussion with him because time was of the essence. On the way back to Mexico, she had a nice discussion with the two of them. They were not as experienced as she was, but they were both determined, and they had good camaraderie. She looked over at both of them and smiled. They seemed to be in awe of the town’s fiesta that was happening. There were lots of people everywhere and the music was playing, and people were dancing and having a good time. She loved the smiles on their faces, and she smiled back at them. “Yes, we are having a major fiesta here. It is always a great scene.” she told them.
“Wow! This place seems amazing.” Becky said as she looked around the town in awe. She had been nervous the entire trip down to Mexico as she was on another dangerous mission. It was an emotional one as well because they had to find her hero and mentor, Darby. She wrote a note to explain to Sheriff Dickerson as to why she left for Mexico with Rosa. Since she was not an actual deputy, she had some room to leave. She really hoped it didn’t jeopardize her chances, and she knew time was very important to find Darby. The last time Darby was trapped, she could have been sent to Greece as a sex slave and had a feeling the same thing was about to happen. She was relieved that Maria had talked and let them know that she had been taken to Ciudad Azteca. She really hoped that they were not too late. Her eyes saw all the revelers, and the music was catchy. She wished they could join in on the fun, but their mission was clear. Find Darby at all costs.
“You are not kidding. Look at all the people having a great time! I want to come back in the future to be a part of this. This looks fun!” Kylie said as she saw the happy people walking the streets. She also felt very nervous being on this mission. When she left the Wellington mansion, her role was to simply let Darby and Becky know that Phoebe had been assaulted. She just needed them to find out who did it. That turned out to be the least of her worries as she helped capture a thief, helped bring down a crime ring at a burlesque show, raid a sex trafficking facility, and now she was in Mexico trying to track down an assassin that kidnapped Darby. She also had to find the woman she admired a lot in La Diabla. She had to know why she was involved in all of this. She loved adventures, and this one would probably be a much bigger story than her escapades in Ciudad Del Reina. She received a gun to use from Becky, and she hoped she didn’t have to use it. She felt really excited about this opportunity and prayed it would be a successful one.
“I hope you both can make it back. It really is a good time. I wish we can have a little fun, but we have a job to do. Maria told us that they would most likely be here somewhere. Let’s do this. You two walk around in that direction, and I will walk in the other. Let’s meet back here in one hour. If you see anything then feel free to go for it. Do not wait for me. I will do the same. Ready?” Rosa asked. She felt a hint of excitement being on this mission. She wanted to find Darby, arrest La Diabla and capture Sylvia and Priscilla. She wanted to prove to her own superiors that she could handle dangerous things. She hoped that those two together would be enough to at least stop La Diabla, or Sylvia.
“Ok. Good luck. We are going to need it.” Kylie said, then shook Rosa’s hand. She looked at Becky and winked. It would be a good thing to work with her. She wanted to be close to her and hopefully when everything was over, she would have sex with her once again.
“Let’s go find Darby!” Becky said with some enthusiasm. She wanted to show how brave she was, and this was such a huge step. She really hoped to find La Diabla as well. She wanted to know why she would work with Priscilla and capture women as sex slaves. It was such an odd thing for her to do when she seemed so happy being with Darby and everyone else. She started to walk off with Kylie and took a deep breath. She already knew that no matter what happened going forward, her life would never be the same again.
Rosa walked off and she felt her adrenaline flowing. She looked at her surroundings and saw the partying people. She could feel their energy and it did make her feel a little relaxed. She thought about what Maria told them. Priscilla Montenegro was supposed to be in this town as well. She wondered where their hiding place could be. She started to think that they would probably use abandoned buildings or hotel rooms, so she wanted to check out those places. They would be places that were not in plain sight. Then she remembered something. She remembered how she even heard about La Diabla going to the United States. There was a homeless woman who encountered her and told her that Rocio, the woman that was kidnapped, was to be shipped to the United States with La Diabla there. The woman had heard the discussion when they were inside an abandoned building. She wondered where that building was. She wasn’t paying close attention to the building itself, and it frustrated her. She cursed herself for not remembering such a cruel detail. She walked in that direction where she met the woman and hoped something would spark her memory. “Come on, Rosa! You have to remember where it is. Maybe there is a clue inside that building that can help you find them.” she told herself.
La Diabla walked through the streets of Ciudad Azteca and wanted to get her mind right. Witnessing Darby getting tormented like that really wore on her emotions. It was painful emotionally to her that tortured laughter, then those forced orgasmic moans. She had shaved her lover so that Sylvia could have her way with Darby’s private spot. She kept thinking about the entire situation she was in. The fact that her mother was in imminent danger. Her having to work with Priscilla to kidnap innocent women and make them sex slaves. Having to go to Texas and being in charge of the operation. The verbal abuse Priscilla would give her and also having to deal with Pilar. She knew she had to go back soon to help take Darby’s body to some hotel room per Priscilla’s instruction. She thought about that right now as she was walking, Pilar and Priscilla were probably tickling Darby’s sensitive feet, and she was begging for mercy. La Diabla did not know what she was going to do. She had no idea how she could get out of this ordeal. She was so used to always being able to come up with a plan, but this time, Priscilla and Sylvia had her helpless. She balled her fists up in frustration a few times and continued to walk. She wondered if by seeing all the happy people, it could give her some peace. “What am I going to do?” she asked herself.
Rosa continued to walk through the crowd, and she felt a little festive. She couldn’t help it because everyone else was having such a great time. She walked for another fifteen minutes, and she decided to rest for a moment. She leaned against a wall and just people watched. She saw the couples kissing, or dancing with one another. She saw groups of men drinking beer and whistling at women passing by. She heard the very cute giggles of women having fun with each other. It truly was a great scene to observe. She then looked across the street and saw a woman with a black hat. That made her pause, and she took a harder look. She saw the long black hair flowing out from behind the hat and her pulse quickened. She wondered if lady luck shined brightly on her. She started to move towards the woman walking and got closer. She pushed her way through crowds of people, trying to make sure it was who she thought it was. She got within ten feet, and she saw who it was. It was in fact, La Diabla! She felt her body shaking because she managed to locate this woman. She was in the same general area where she learned about her, and it brought her joy. However, she had to be very cautious. She remembered her fight with the outlaw days ago, and it was an even fight. She ended up losing that fight and it cost her dearly. La Diabla and her partner had managed to tie her down, strip her naked and tickle tortured her into submission. It was still the most humiliating moment of her entire life. It got her blood pumping, and she knew she had the advantage right now. She had the chance to surprise the outlaw. Rosa knew she couldn’t go after her right now because they were in a public space and if a gunfight broke out, innocent people could be shot and killed. She decided she would follow the outlaw. She surmised that she would eventually go back to whatever hiding place she was at and perhaps find so many others. “I got you now. hehehehe I got you now!” she thought to herself as she was so close to her target.
La Diabla felt more relaxed, even though she was still very tense. She figured it was probably time to head back. She hoped that by the time she went back, they had finished tormenting Darby. She did not want to see her tortured anymore. She looked in a nearby alley and figured it would make a good shortcut back to the street on the other side of the buildings and she could head back. She made a left into the alley and saw there were some doors to the building. Everything was very quiet, and the shops were all closed. She took a deep breath and kept walking. Then she heard something behind her, and she turned around to see what it was. Her eyes then wide with surprise when she saw a figure rushing towards her and a gun was pulled out. “What the hell?” she asked in shock.
“FREEZE!!!! I GOT YOU!!! Don’t you dare go for your gun! I will shoot you!!! Get your hands up, NOW!!!!!!” Rosa demanded as she pointed her weapon at the outlaw. She still could not believe her luck. She was glad she decided to search this part of town and fate provided her the woman she hated more than anyone else. Now, she had her, and it was time to finally put an end to this chapter.
La Diabla heard that voice and when the person got closer, she could see the face. Her jaw dropped as she realized who it was. It was Rosa, the member of the Mexican Rurales. She was very surprised to see her. The last time she had seen her was when she and Gabby tortured her and left her naked in that abandoned building that she just left watching Darby get tortured. She knew she did not have time for this, and her own adrenaline spiked. “You???!!! Are you fucking kidding me??” she asked in shock.
“Hehehe surprised to see me? That’s right, bitch! You are all mine! This time, you are not going to escape me. This time, I am going to make you PAY for everything you have done!” Rosa shouted back. She slowly got closer to La Diabla, and her heart was thumping out of her chest. She watched her hands and prepared herself for any quick movements. She knew how dangerous she was and had to take extra precautions.
La Diabla heard those words and now she had a tough decision. She knew she had to go back to Priscilla, but dealing with Rosa right now was not going to be easy. She remembered how obsessed she was in capturing her and she had to win this confrontation. She could hear and see how excited Rosa was and she calmed herself. She had to use her excitement to her advantage. Her eyes quickly scanned the area and saw a door on one of the closed businesses. She needed to create a distraction so she could run into the building and prepare for battle there. She couldn’t run far, so she had to get the advantage by hiding and then surprising her opponent. After all she witnessed over what happened to Darby, beating this woman down would relieve a lot of stress. Now it was time to bait her and make her way into one of these shops. “Ok, my hands are up. Don’t shoot.” She said in a calm voice.
“I got you. I finally got you. Hehehehe Now, put your guns on the ground! Do it!” Rosa barked at La Diabla. She still could not believe that this was happening. It was sundown and she had captured the one person she wanted to get more than anyone else. The mission was to find Darby, and she would find her, but wanted to get La Diabla as well. She tried to control her own emotions so that she could bring this woman in.
“Ok, just don’t shoot. Now, you know I can’t just drop my guns on the ground. I have to lay them down there because if I drop them, they might go off.” La Diabla warned. In a way, she knew she had an advantage. She slowly took out her guns and kept her eyes on Rosa. She could tell that she was a little emotional and she would be able to use that to her advantage. Once her guns were out, she knelt down slowly and gently placed the weapons on the ground. She saw a considerable amount of dirt on the ground and her hands started to grab some of it. “Ok, I am standing back up now.” she said, still maintaining eye contact with Rosa.
“Slowly!!” Rosa demanded. She saw the guns get placed on the ground and a sense of relief flow through her body. Now that La Diabla was unarmed, she could arrest her and not get into a gun fight. She saw the outlaw stand up and she slowly walked towards her. She had to be extra careful while apprehending her. She wanted to get those cuffs on her as soon as possible. “Ok, turn around and put her arms behind your back. No tricks!” she instructed.
“Ok, I am slowly turning around.” La Diabla said in a calm voice. She felt the large amount of dirt in both hands and knew this was her one chance. She had to hope the dirt got to Rosa’s face, or she could be shot at. Once she got halfway turned around, she suddenly went back to face her and threw both hands full of dirt in that direction. Using that brief moment of the dirt flying, she took off to her left and went to the door there. She didn’t waste any time and kicked the door opened. She then scrambled inside the shop and looked for a place to hide.
“DAMN YOU!!!!” Rosa yelled as the dirt flew into her face, temporarily blinding her. She didn’t want to blindly shoot her guns in case an innocent bystander passed by. She wiped the dirt away as fast as she could and she looked around. La Diabla disappeared!!! She looked all around and got angry at herself for allowing her to run. Her eyes then noticed the door of a shop and it was wide open. It appeared La Diabla had kicked the door open, and she followed in that direction. Before she entered the place, she paused. If she had run in there, she might be hiding, so she had to be extra careful. She still had her gun out and then entered inside. The shop was a bakery, and she could see the different tables and could see the bakery equipment behind the counter. There were a few tables and chairs in there, but no sign of La Diabla. Now she grew very worried. She had to find her, or Darby could be in considerable danger. “La Diabla!! I know you are in here! That was not a good idea on your part! Surrender now or you might make me shoot you!” she called out.
La Diabla managed to get back into the kitchen area and hid behind a large pantry. She looked around to see if there was a back door or something. She heard Rosa’s voice and knew she was close. She didn’t have her guns, so she started to consider getting into a physical fight with her. That could be her only chance to subdue her and allow her to escape. She could hear the soft steps Rosa was trying to make and knew she was nearby. She held her breath because she did not want Rosa to hear her breathing so loud. She heard a noise and knew Rosa was right on the other side of the pantry. She gritted her teeth and once she saw the woman pass by, she was going to pounce!
“Come out, come out, wherever you are!!! I got you. You know I am going to take you in. Do us both a favor and surrender peacefully. Don’t make me hurt you.” Rosa said as she continued to look around. It was dark inside, with only some of the outside lights shining into the bakery. She passed by the pantry and saw the back door. It looked closed but wondered if La Diabla had managed to escape through it. Then suddenly she felt something diving into her right side. That caused her gun to go flying and now someone was on top of her punching away. “WHAT THE HELL???” she yelled.
La Diabla timed her attack perfectly and executed the perfect tackle into Rosa. She was slightly taller than the woman, and she started to punch at her. She wanted to let her anger out and she got Rosa onto her back. She was straddling her and now she wanted to make sure this woman was done for once and for all. “YOU BITCH!!! YOU DARE TRY TO ATTACK ME???” she yelled.
Rosa felt La Diabla on top of her and she was swinging her fists towards her face. Even though she was caught off guard, she used her training to help fend off the punches. She had to get out from under this woman, or she was surely going to be knocked out. She did not want to be defeated again, and she remembered what happened to her. She noticed that La Diabla was sitting on her stomach, which left her legs free. She then swung her legs upward and folded her legs at the knees, which connected into La Diabla’s back and sent her flying forward and off of her. Once she cleared her, she got back to her own feet and La Diabla was on hers again. They looked at each other and she knew this was going to be a major fight. “YOU BITCH!!! Why can’t you just surrender?!” she yelled.
La Diabla fell forward off of Rosa, and she quickly got back to her feet. She remembered the last time they fought, and Rosa put up a really good fight. This was now a matter of survival. She still had to go back to Priscilla, so she had to win this fight. Her mother’s life might depend on it. “Just leave me alone!!!! I got things I have to do!” she yelled back.
“Things to do? Like capturing more sex slaves?! You are done for, bitch! I am taking you in!” Rosa shouted, then started to move forward. She had to be the aggressor and bring the outlaw down. She started to swing her fists but noticed La Diabla blocking them and they were both swinging and missing. Even though she despised her, she did respect her fighting skills. She seemed to know how to engage in these types of fights and it was going to take a lot. She felt a punch to her shoulder, followed up by a shot to the side of her head. That made her wince and as she recoiled, she saw a foot swinging towards her. She managed to not only block the kick; she also grabbed the right foot of the outlaw and twisted her ankle really quick. She heard a grimace of pain and now the outlaw was on the defensive. “Nice try, bitch! Time for you to pay!” she shouted.
La Diabla groaned in pain after her ankle was twisted and was surprised that Rosa managed to block her kick attempt. The soldier seemed more prepared this time and she saw her lunging towards her. She stepped back from a wild swing, dropped to the floor, and did a sweep of her legs. She managed to trip Rosa, and she got back up. She went to pounce on her, but Rosa quickly rolled out of the way and got back to her feet. They both threw a punch at each other, but she missed hers, and Rosa’s connected. The punch hit her jaw, and she felt a lot of pain. “UGH!!!” she yelled out in pain.
Rosa felt her fist connecting with La Diabla’s jaw and saw her opening. The outlaw yelled in pain, and she had to move fast. She rushed her and threw another punch, this time in the belly. She saw La Diabla hunched over, so she grabbed her long black hair, lifted her head up and rammed her face into a nearby table. La Diabla fell to the floor, and she was stunned. She felt a rush of adrenaline and she got on top of her and started to punch her in the face. Her fists were connecting to the jaw, and she used a lot of her might. Her emotions were high, and she just kept swinging. “I GOT YOU!!! YOU ARE MINE!!!” she yelled.
La Diabla felt that punch to her belly and when her head rammed into the table, she was dizzy. She fell to the floor and soon she felt repeated punches to her face. She tried her best to block them, but Rosa was now connecting a lot of them. There was a fast flurry of them, and she knew she was in trouble. She tried one more desperate swing with her right fist, but it was caught, and then she felt a strike on her chin, which dazed her. Her body went limp, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Rose held onto La Diabla’s right arm with her left hand and made a quick punch to the outlaw’s jaw with her right fist. She saw the eyes rolling into the back of the head and the body went limp. She let go of the arm and grabbed the back of La Diabla’s head. She lifted it up off the ground and she prepared to strike her one more time, right between the eyes. She hated this woman and wanted to make sure she never hurt anyone again. She cocked her fist and saw the dazed look on the face. An image of her father flashed before her eyes, and she would get street justice for him by taking out a woman that was pure evil to her. She was ready to strike, but with La Diabla falling unconscious, she just could not severely injure her with a well-placed punch. She let her head fall back to the ground and she dropped her own fists. She had just beaten La Diabla in a fight. Her adrenaline was flowing, and her emotions were high. She felt like crying because this was such an emotional battle. She finally defeated the woman. She had won. “Papa….I did it…..I did it….” she said as she felt her emotions overwhelming her.
La Diabla was barely conscious when she heard Rosa saying something. She heard what was said, and she knew she was down for the count. They both swung at each other at the same time, but she missed, and Rosa connected. That was all it took and before she closed her eyes, she felt the urge to say something back to the woman who pursued her. “Sorry…..” she murmured, then fell into unconsciousness.
Rosa heard that word and she felt so emotional. She was surprised she heard the word “sorry” and she slowly fell off of the knocked out La Diabla. She sat there for a moment, realizing what all of this meant. After all those years, she finally captured the evil outlaw. She then got on her knees and slowly rolled La Diabla over onto her belly. She took the cuffs out of her holster and placed them on the wrists, and she put the arms behind La Diabla’s back. Finally, the outlaw was cuffed. She stood up and looked down on the unconscious body. She saw the black hair flowing all over the place and knew she had won. She looked for any kind of ropes because she wanted to tie them around her legs. She wanted to make sure that there would be no escape for this woman. She worked too hard to allow her a chance to escape. She walked around and saw crates near the rear door. She took a rope from one of them and headed back to the prone body. She wrapped the rope around the thighs and shins, just above those black Mexican cowboy boots. She started to giggle because at long last, La Diabla was hers. Rosa felt the urge to shout and celebrate, but she wanted to get her off the floor and place her on a table. There was still a matter of finding Darby and she wondered if she could get it out of her new prisoner. She scooped the woman up and used all of her strength to do so. She wasn’t heavy but with her knocked out, she was dead weight, which made it challenging. She then got her onto her feet and then lifted her up so her body was on the table, laid her down, then grabbed her ankles and placed them on the table. Now, La Diabla was on the table, motionless and her prisoner. She felt so excited and then a thought formed in her mind. She remembered what happened to her when she lost the fight and now, she could get revenge! It would be the perfect way to avenge her humiliating defeat and find Darby. “You know what? Maybe I should get these boots off of you. Hehehehe” she giggled to herself.
La Diabla slowly started to come too. She felt pain in her head and her eyes started to flutter open. The last thing she remembered was getting hit in her jaw and then blackness. Her mind started to get going and she remembered that she was in a fight. She missed a punch, and it cost her dearly. As she awakened, she realized that she was lying down on her back, and her arms were behind and underneath her body. She tried to move her wrists and recognized she had been handcuffed. That sent anger through her body because she lost the fight. She then tried to move her legs and couldn’t do it. She lifted her head and saw that her legs were tied together with rope. That really bothered her, and she was disappointed in herself for losing. She then noticed something else. When she looked at her legs, she could also see her feet. She saw her black socks, which meant her boots were removed. That really bothered her because it made her feel a lot more vulnerable. “Dammit!! Ok, where are you?” she called out, knowing that Rosa was nearby.
“hehehe Looks like the great La Diabla is finally caught! I have waited for this day for a very long time!” Rosa said, then approached the table. She loved the job she did tying her up and now it was time to gloat. She thought about how she was humiliated by this same woman and now she had the opportunity for revenge. She stood next to the table and looked down at her. She could see the scowl on her face, and it felt so good to her. “Hehehe you know, you put up a good fight, but I guess I am just better than you after all.” she taunted.
La Diabla could hear the joy in Rosa’s voice, and it angered her. She really hated losing fights and seeing that woman smile really burned her up inside. She tried to pull her wrists free, but they were cuffed tight. With her legs tied together, she was not in any position to get away. “Damn you! Let me go! You got lucky! And where are my boots???!!” she yelled.
“You mean, these? Hehehehe” Rosa giggled and then held up the empty black boots in front of La Diabla’s face. She loved the fact she had them and wondered if she should keep them as trophies. With her in her socked feet, she knew La Diabla wasn’t going to be able to do a lot. She put the boots close to her face to keep taunting her. “I got your boots now! They are very nice too.” she smiled.
La Diabla saw her boots and her anger really grew inside. She did not like losing fights and especially hated being debooted. That’s what she did to her victims, and she felt really exposed. She knew she was off to jail, and it made her sad. She had to find her mother and if she went missing, Priscilla might harm her. “Listen to me. You have to let me go. I have to do things!” she yelled.
“You. Are. Not. Going. Anywhere. Hehehehe Oh, except to jail! However, before I go, you have some explaining to do. You have got information I need. I tracked you down and I have my own mission. So, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. In a way, I hope you choose the hard way.” Rosa told her. She really felt a sense of power over the outlaw, and it felt good. It was time to make her suffer, but first she needed information out of her. She placed the boots down on the floor next to the table and then looked at La Diabla’s face. It was a beautiful face, but she didn’t care. That woman was evil personified, and it was time to make her pay for everything she had done.
“What the hell are you talking about? I don’t have any information! Listen, I really have to go. You don’t understand!” La Diabla yelled and felt her anger rising. She had to get back to Priscilla or people she loved would be in great danger. She started to squirm on the table, then felt her shoulders being pressed onto the table. “Let me go!!!” she hissed.
“Not until you answer my questions! First, I want to know how you started a sex trafficking ring again. You evil bitch! Those poor women suffered because of you.” Rosa asked. She wanted to start with the trafficking ring, which would lead to her questions about Darby.
“What? Dammit, that is not my criminal activity!! I didn’t start a sex slave ring! Let me go, you crazy bitch!” La Diabla yelled as she heard that question. She was already going to blame Priscilla for everything, but she also had to get away from this situation.
“I know you did! I have followed you to the United States and back! I was already told how involved you were. You kidnapped a woman named Rocio from this town. Is that a lie?” Rosa asked. She listened to that defiant voice, and it got her upset. She wanted to punish this woman and make her accept responsibility.
La Diabla heard those words and was surprised that somehow Rosa knew about Rocio. That was not a good sign because it meant that she was followed. It also meant the possibility of Veronica and Gabby getting in trouble. She started to recognize that if Rosa went after Priscilla before she rescued her mother, the soldier could fail and her mother could be killed. She could not let that happen, so she had to take some of the wrap. She thought about Sylvia and figured she could blame her. “Listen, you moron! I am not the one operating the sex trafficking ring. I was a mere soldier. If you followed me, then you already know who is responsible.” she shouted back.
“You didn’t answer my question. You know, I was thinking about taking you to jail, but I think I need you to start talking. I also want to punish you. Not just for what you did to me, but what you did to Rocio and those other poor women. In fact, I know just the thing to punish you with. Do you remember when we fought before? You won that fight. Then what happened? What did you end up doing to me?” Rosa asked. She figured she should start getting revenge, then force her to answer her questions. She didn’t like the attitude and her desire for revenge was getting stronger. She remembered the embarrassment and thinking about returning the favor excited her.
“What? Punish me?” La Diabla replied as she heard Rosa threaten her. She figured she would end up in jail, but this woman was talking about punishment. She did not expect that, and it got her mind racing. Then she remembered their last confrontation, and what happened afterwards. The realization that her boots were off sent a chill down her spine as she thought about what this woman could do. If she tortured her years ago, and then again during their last fight, then this woman might be trying to do the same to her! Her eyes went wide, and she was feeling a lot of concern. “No!! You wouldn’t!” she yelled.
“hehehe I think you know what is about to happen then. Just thinking about it excites me. You are a fierce warrior, La Diabla. Your skills and reputation are enormous. You are widely respected and feared throughout these parts. However, I see you are still a woman. I think you have the same feelings and sensitivities that we have. What you did to me was pure torture. It got me wondering. Is she the same? Would she react the same way I did? I guess I will find out.” Rosa said, then quickly placed her arms under La Diabla and flipped her over onto her stomach. She quickly mounted the table and sat on her calves. Now, the outlaw was trapped! She saw those black socks and the soles that they covered. She saw the feet squirming around and the rush of adrenaline she felt was overwhelming. She was going to get her revenge, and it was going to feel really good.
La Diabla felt her body get flipped over and now she was on her stomach in a flash. Before she could do anything, she felt Rosa sitting on her calves and her feet were pinned to the table. She had a surge of fear fill her body because there was no one else to help her, her boots were off and there was a woman hell bent on revenge wanting to punish her. Her arms were cuffed behind her back, so there was no way to escape from this position. “HEY!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? DON’T YOU DARE!!” she yelled.
“I don’t dare do what? Hehehehe You know, La Diabla. I have been wondering lately. With all these women getting tortured by you, I wondered if you would react the same way. For example, if I were to place my hands right…..here, would it bother you?” Rosa teased. She placed her fingers on both soles and felt the feet squirming. The feet were warm after being inside those boots, and she could feel the body squirming underneath her. She was going to have some fun first, then go to her interrogation. She had to move quickly because she still had to meet Becky and Kylie soon.
La Diabla felt those fingers touching her feet and she felt those pre-ticklish tremors flowing through her body. She never thought in a million years that Rosa would resort to touching her feet. She knew Darby would do something like this, but she didn’t think anyone else on the right side of the law would. This woman was planning on torturing her and that made her panic. She tried to wriggle her feet free, but with Rosa sitting on her calves, there was no way for her feet to be safe. The fingers were moving on her feet, and she was grateful her socks were still on. This woman wanted revenge, but she had to hold out. She could not let her know that she was ticklish, especially on her feet, or the torture could be really bad. She gritted her teeth and tried to focus on not laughing. “Why are you touching my feet, you weirdo? How is touching my feet going to help you?” she asked.
“I don’t want help right now. This is about revenge. This is about punishment. I think once I loosen you up, you will be answering all of my questions. So, I do have to ask. Do you have……ticklish feet?” Rosa teasingly asked. She really felt happy, and it was time to torment the woman who tormented her in the most humiliating way. Forcing this woman to suffer from having her feet tickled would surely destroy her ego, just like it did hers. She looked at the socked feet twitching and moving around and she already knew the answer. She just wanted to force La Diabla to answer it. That would surely embarrass her and really bruise her ego. She did a quick stroke of her fingers up both soles and the feet were moving a lot
“Hey!!! Why………are…….ugh…….touching my feet? I do not have ticklish feet! I just don’t……..ugh…….like people touching my feet!” La Diabla grunted, having to pause when the fingers stroked her soles. She had to fight the ticklish sensation and now she knew she was in trouble. Rosa was sure to keep trying to tickle her and she did not want to give her that satisfaction.
“Awww…. You don’t like people touching your feet? You say you are not ticklish, but I think you are lying. I think you have very ticklish feet. Why else would you use that as your torture method? You remember how you tickled me all over, right? You knew you could make me suffer from it. The only way you would truly understand that is if you are ticklish yourself. It is ok, just admit it. I think you know by the time I am done with you; you will be a giggling little girl. Hehehe” Rosa teased. She noticed the shape of the feet and liked them. She could tell the arches were high and had a good shape. She wondered what the skin looked like, and if the toes were nice looking. The fact that she was about to tickle the feet of a very dangerous woman was very thrilling. She had fun tickling Ingrid. She had fun tickling Maria. Now, she had the chance to tickle the woman she despised the most.
La Diabla felt the fingers softly moving over her feet and it was already starting to drive her crazy. She felt embarrassed that she was in this position. She truly regretted losing this fight because now this woman seemed focused on humiliating her now. She felt the ticklish tremors increasing as the fingers continued to touch various parts of her feet. She was grateful the socks were still on, but she needed to get her to stop, or she would be laughing uncontrollably very soon. “I hate you! Get…..hehe…..off my feet! I don’t want you hehehe touching my feet!” she growled and let a slight giggle come out.
“Is that a giggle I hear? Hehehehe Who would have ever thought that the most dangerous woman would be ticklish on her feet? That is so cute!” Rosa teased. She loved hearing that soft giggle and it really got her excited. Knowing that La Diabla was ticklish truly made her feel excited. She thought back to when her own feet were tortured by this woman and her friend. They worked her over and she submitted herself to them. She remembered how they tickled her feet at the same time. She felt nails between her toes and fingers up and down her soles. It broke her. The intensity drove her wild and they eventually made her submit. Then, they embarrassed her completely by forcing her into an orgasm. She started to wonder if she should return the favor. Tickle this outlaw into submission, then strip her naked. It happened to her twice with La Diabla, so returning the favor should have been a given. “Hehehehehe Why can’t you just admit you’re ticklish? Come on, I won’t stop touching your feet until you do.” she teased.
La Diabla heard the teasing voice, and it angered her. She couldn’t really yell at the woman because she was still trying to fight the ticklish sensations building up within her body. The fingers were moving faster and at the moment, they were in her arches. Her toes and her arches were definitely the most ticklish spots on her feet. She curled her toes tightly inside her socks, and she closed her eyes. She kept telling herself not to laugh and perhaps that would persuade Rosa to stop trying to tickle her feet. She knew better than anyone else that once she started laughing, there was no turning back and this woman would torture her. “Stop……..touching…….my……hehe……..feet.” she said, still releasing a small giggle.
“Hehehe you have such cute giggles! Hey, remember when you and your friend tickled my feet? Remember how much fun you had? Well, I want to have some fun too. So, unless you want me to peel these socks off, then I suggest you at least admit you’re ticklish.” Rosa offered. The more her fingers touched that cotton material, the more excited she became. She still couldn’t believe she had the outlaw in this position. She had control over her and loved how she was tickling the helpless feet. She could tell the toes were curling inside the socks, and just knew these feet were going to be really ticklish. She then moved her fingers to the top of the heels and went inside the jeans, trying to find the tops of the socks. She needed La Diabla to feel her socks coming down and get her to do her bidding.
La Diabla gasped when she felt the fingers move up her feet and go inside her black jeans. She felt the fingers finding the tops of her socks and that made her eyes bug out. Rosa was going to take her socks off and if that happened, she would surely be laughing her head off once she touched the naked skin of her feet. “Hey!!!! Don’t take my socks off! Ok, Ok, Ok!!!!! I’m ticklish! Is that better? Are you happy now?” she yelled out.
Rosa removed her fingers from the tops of the socks and started to clap her hands. She had just forced the outlaw to do what she said, and she felt powerful. Making someone like La Diabla compliant was probably one of the most satisfying feelings ever. “Yay!!! Now, was that so hard? It is ok to have ticklish feet. Didn’t you enjoy tickling mine?” she asked teasingly.
La Diabla felt embarrassment washing over her as she admitted her weakness. She grew angry at herself for getting into this position and now she had to suffer. She kept her eyes closed and felt some shame. She thought back to a few days ago when she did tickle Rosa’s feet. It was a great experience torturing this soldier. She and Gabby really wrecked those feet and with Rosa promising revenge and punishment, her own feet were in danger. She still didn’t want to show weakness and had to fight back against her. She thought about how she and Gabby dominated this woman and thought they were done with her. Now, she was the victim and could only hope there was a way out. She heard Rosa’s question and grimaced. She knew where this was headed, and she tried to prepare herself. “Yes, I do remember. I did enjoy tickling your feet. How about this? Take off your boots and uncuff me, and we can remember the good time.” she told her.
“Oh, you would love that, wouldn’t you? You would just love to get your hands on my feet again. Tickling them and making me suffer. That is not going to happen anymore. That was such a cruel way to torture me, and now, you will experience what it is like. You know, I need to find some spots to play with. Once I find them, then I will take these socks off and confirm. Hahahaha” Rosa threatened. She started to skitter her fingers up and down the trapped feet, trying her best to tickle them and get a good laugh out of the outlaw. Her fingers went from the heels, into the high arches and off the balls of the feet. The feet started squirming a lot more and she applied more tickling pressure. “Come on! Just laugh! Let it all out!” she taunted.
La Diabla felt those fingers tickling her feet and it was next to impossible not to laugh. Her feet were always sensitive, even through the socks. She was happy she still had them on, but with the way Rosa was touching her feet, her resolve started to dissipate, and more giggles came out. She clamped her lips to try and avoid the laughter, but her eyes started to water, and those fingers were finding her spots. She tried everything she could, but more giggles came out and when the fingers zipped through her very sensitive arches, she couldn’t hold back any longer. “Hahahahahahahaha stop tickling my feet!!! You bitch!! That tickles!!!” she yelled out.
Rosa had a sadistic grin on her face once she heard the laughter coming out. She was breaking the woman down and now she was laughing. That was what she was waiting for. Now that she got her laughing, she could truly punish her. She also loved the fact that no one else was there. It was just the two of them, so no one could stop her from exacting her revenge and truly tormenting this woman. She had a mission to complete, but after two humiliating and horrific torture moments happening to her from this same woman, she just wanted pure revenge. She moved her fingers faster and the laughter got stronger. She moved towards the toe area and heard a little ticklish squeal. It truly amazed her that La Diabla had ticklish feet, and she was going to enjoy every single second of this. “Hehehehe listen to that sweet laugh! I love your ticklish laughter! It sounds so cute! I think we should truly have a good time with this. I love tickling your feet. I wonder where the worst spot is. Is it your heel? Is it your arches? I bet the balls of your feet are really ticklish! Or is it your toes?” she teased by tickling each spot she mentioned.
La Diabla felt those fingers touching the different areas of her feet and could hear that teasing tone in Rosa’s voice. She hated that feeling. She hated when whoever was torturing her sounded so cute with their voices. It was also highly embarrassing to her because she was laughing freely, and she couldn’t get away. The fingers dancing in her arches really drove her wild. That area was always very sensitive, even if she was wearing socks. She closed her eyes for a moment and tried to focus on fighting the feelings, but it was no use. She let out a squeal when the fingers grazed the base of her toes and she started moving her body all over the table. She had to do anything she could to get her feet free and avoid being tickled. “HAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MY FEET YOU CRAZY BITCH!!!!” she yelled.
“You are damn right I am crazy!!! You made me this way! You did this to my feet! You did this to my entire body! You broke me and now I am going to break you!” Rosa shouted back in return. The memory of surrendering herself to the outlaw was very vivid in her mind and it brought back those humiliating feelings. Not only did she suffer by getting tickled, but she also submitted herself to being sexually conquered by this woman. She remembered how La Diabla and Gabby forced her to cum. Her feet were kissed, and toes were sucked. Her nipples and pussy were played with, and she let out a powerful orgasm from it. It was the ultimate humiliation for her. She wondered if she should do the same. Make this outlaw cum her brains out to completely decimate her, then take her to jail. She wanted to have the final victory between them, and she felt that urge to keep torturing her. She then stopped the tickling and took a deep breath. Her emotions were starting to get out of control. She wanted to savor this entire moment, so she needed to be levelheaded. She looked at the feebly squirming feet and started to laugh a little. “I really like your feet. I can’t believe I have the feet of La Diabla at my mercy.” she said feeling very strong.
UP NEXT: A reunion
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? Darby went through a lot! You can imagine her own emotions as she suffered once again. It also was equally hard for La Diabla to endure watching her suffer, and now she is trapped! I hope all of you have been enjoying this adventure and the last 4 chapters will be epic! I hope you also got a chance to read the opening scene of the La Diabla chapter with her mother, so you can have an idea how much she adores her. It really does set the scene emotionally for the rest of the series. Thank you for all of your support and following along this entire saga! You are truly appreciated! Your comments fuel me, and I welcome them and strongly encourage them!
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