Ok fans, thanks for the energy you gave to part 18! Darby went through her torment, and she is barely hanging on. Now, we are 4 chapters left in this series! Everything is ramped up now, and the epic conclusion is approaching soon. La Diabla's emotional journey will be something to remember for a long time! I really love how this story turned out, and I hope you do the same. Lots of emotion will be presented in these final four chapters. I have included soundtrack songs (I really hope you listen to them on low volume while reading because it is like a movie) and enjoy the show! Now, time for this next part! Thank you for all of your support and energy! As always, your comments are highly encouraged and most welcomed.
PART 19
La Diabla groaned as she tried to recover from the foot tickling assault. She felt ashamed that she was starting to laugh hard. She was beaten and this woman was delighted in torturing her. She felt frustrated because she knew Rosa was going to get her revenge on her. She failed to defeat this woman and now she was paying a price. Her mind started to think about all her recent failures. She couldn’t rescue her mother. She had to obey Priscilla. She had to be a lackey to Pilar and Sylvia. She had to shave Darby’s private area. Now, she was being tickled by a woman she knew she was better than and it started to weigh on her emotions. Never before in her life did she lose control of her own destiny. It was starting to become a lot to handle emotionally and felt herself about to cry. She held herself back because she did not want Rosa to know she broke her will. Now desperation was coming, and she had to go back to Priscilla. She didn’t have time to go through all this. Thoughts of her trapped mother filled her mind, and she had to do anything necessary to help protect her. “Ok……hehe….you had your fun. Let me go. Come on, I don’t have time for this. Don’t you have some questions to ask me?” she asked.
“I do, but not yet. I want my revenge. I want to make you suffer, like you made me suffer. I will never forget what you did to me twice. You truly broke my spirit during those times, and I want to make you pay. You deserve this. You deserve this kind of torture and humiliation for all the evil you have done. So, La Diabla, I think it is time we took these socks off of you. I want to see your naked feet. I want you to feel what I went through. I won’t take it easy on you. This will not be quick. This will be torture. I want you to always remember this was the day you were finally put away for good. You will never forget the name Rosa Mendoza, member of the Mexican Rurales!” Rosa told her. She felt that desire for revenge in her body. The powerful emotions started, and she really wanted to torture the outlaw. She wanted to make her feel that same helpless feeling she had. She wanted her to suffer mentally and emotionally. She reached her fingers under the jeans again and found the tops of the socks. She started to pull them downwards, and the socks came off the heels. She saw that tanned skin and she couldn’t help but have a sadistic smile on her face. “This is going to be fun……” she grinned.
La Diabla felt her socks coming off her heels and that made her begin to panic. This woman was going to tickle her barefeet and she knew that would be not only torturous, but highly embarrassing as well. She tried to writhe her upper body around and even tried to lift herself up to her knees, but with her arms cuffed behind her back, she had no leverage at all. She wiggled around on the table like a worm, desperately trying to get her feet free before Rosa got her hands on her naked feet. “HEY!!! DON’T YOU DARE TAKE OFF MY SOCKS!!!” she yelled.
“Hehehehe I love it! You should hear yourself. The fearsome outlaw is begging me to not take off her socks. I think we should make you barefoot. It will let me see how vulnerable you are. Do you have cute feet? I guess I will find out.” Rosa teased as she continued to slide the socks down. She figured it would be easier to take one sock off at a time. Now that the socks were off the heels of both feet, she placed her left hand on the right ankle and held the foot still. She reached forward with her right hand, grabbed the toe of the sock and started to tug on it. When she grabbed the toe of the sock, she heard the tiniest little squeal, which let her know how ticklish the toes were. That really excited her because she was going to have her way with the apparently ticklish feet of the outlaw. The sock started to slide down and the arch was exposed. Her eyes went wide with excitement as she stared at that very high arch. The skin was tannish and had a few wrinkles. She really liked the design of that arch and felt excited. The sock then came off the ball of the foot and saw how pronounced it was. The skin was tannish with a twinge of pink. She could see a small callous in the middle of the ball of the foot as well. She then felt that surge of excitement within her. The sock was resting on the toes, and this was the moment she was going to expose the barefoot of the notorious La Diabla. She then quickly pulled it off and exposed the toes! She heard a gasp behind her and her eyes went wide. The toes were long, but not too long. They were thin and had the same tannish color on them. The toes had a slight curl to them and made the skin on the undersides look really delicate. “Ooooooh!!!! Cute foot! I like it!” she said in a taunting manner.
La Diabla closed her eyes as she felt embarrassed by having her right foot naked. She heard the excitement in Rosa’s voice, and it got into her soul. She hated it when her feet were exposed, especially against her will. The feeling of helplessness started to flow within her and her anger increased. She did not want this woman to touch her feet or even look at them. Not after she had defeated her before. It reminded her of her own defeat and that got to her. “Can you PLEASE stop looking at my feet? Stop looking and you better not touch them!” she growled in anger.
“Hehehe you are so cute. Oh, I AM going to touch these feet of yours. You touched mine, remember? It is only fair that I touch yours…..” Rosa said with a smile. She could tell that the outlaw was very embarrassed and having her feet stripped naked had to be destroying her ego. That made her even more determined to torture her barefeet and she moved her right hand to grip the left ankle and now used her left hand to grab the toe of the sock and started to pull. “Now, it is time to see the other one.” she teased.
“You bitch! I swear, when I get out of here, I am going to hunt you down and torture you again! You just wait until I get my hands on YOUR feet! You will regret this moment forever!” La Diabla threatened. She knew the threat was toothless because she was about to be laughing her head off shortly, but she had to try. The feeling of humiliation continued to grow, and she felt emotional. She did not want to be tortured. The tickling through her socks was already enough, but her naked feet would be pure torture. She felt the sock sliding off her arch and then the ball of her foot. It was only going to be moments that both feet would be exposed, and she would be helpless. “Come on…..don’t do this to me.” she said in a softer voice.
Rosa saw the ball of the left foot and loved it. She really liked that high arch and couldn’t wait to touch it. Then she did a quick tug, and the toes of the left foot were exposed. She grinned from ear to ear as she stared at the soles of the naked feet. She saw them squirming a little, and the toes curling in a self-defense reaction and she felt excited. She was finally going to get revenge on the woman who tormented her entire body twice. Tickling her feet would be nothing compared to the abject humiliation she felt when the outlaw tickled her. Now, it was time to dish it back. She rubbed her hands together and prepared herself to tickle those feet with reckless abandonment. Then she thought of something. She figured she would mentally torment La Diabla first. That was what the outlaw did to her. She wanted to build that ticklish anticipation and fear first, then really torture her. “Well, well, well. What do we have here? I see two very naked feet right before me. They look so helpless. They look so vulnerable. They look kind of tender. You got a callous over there, but overall, you seem to have some delicate feet. Who would ever had thought someone as evil as you would have cute feet, and also very……very……very……ticklish feet.” she said in a taunting tone.
La Diabla felt ashamed as she heard Rosa’s words. This woman was now playing mind tricks on her, just like she would have done to her. Knowing that her barefeet were exposed and rendered helpless really affected her. She couldn’t pull them away and hearing Rosa talk about her feet made her fearful. She even heard the remark about the small callous on her foot, which she knew the soldier was trying to embarrass her with. Her pride kicked in and she wanted to show Rosa that she would not be intimidated. She wanted to avoid begging to not give the satisfaction to Rosa that she dominated her. She took a deep breath and prepared herself. “Stupid bitch….do your worst.” she said defiantly.
“Hehehe how brave you sound. Do my worst? Like…….this?” Rosa said then scrabbled the tips of her nails directly into those high arches. She wanted to slowly torment the outlaw, but after hearing that challenge, she wanted to send a message that she was in control, and she was going to torture her.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOO!!!” La Diabla exploded into hysterics when she felt those nails in her arches and there was no way she could avoid screaming in laughter. Her arches were a severe ticklish weakness and there was no way she could hold back her laughter. The nails moved all around in her arches, even scraping against her sensitive insteps and she squirmed like a fish out of water. The sensations were very intense, and it tore right through her very being. “STOP!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!!!!” she screamed.
“Ooooh!!! You are SO ticklish! Hehehehe You teased me and taunted me about being ticklish and look at you! Sooooo ticklish on her cute little feet!” Rosa teased as she continued to scrabble her nails recklessly all over the arches. She felt a surge of power flowing through her because her nemesis was really ticklish on the bottoms of her feet. The moment seemed surreal. La Diabla caused so much terror to so many people, but in the end, she was a woman with a ticklish weakness. It made her seem a lot more human after that fearsome reputation. She had her laughing uncontrollably and it felt good. She then pulled her nails away and giggled to herself. That was her warning shot and wanted to see what La Diabla told her next. If she was still defiant and daring, she would resume that nail attack. If she started to beg, then she would tickle softly, before she used her nails again. She knew down deep she should not torture a prisoner, but this was more about her own personal revenge, rather than trying to obey the law. “Now, you want to tell me to do my worst again?” she asked in a taunting tone.
La Diabla felt the nails leave her feet and she felt a sense of relief flowing through her. That tickle attack was really bad, and her feet were extremely sensitive at the moment. She started to catch her breath and had to think of her next move. If she yelled at Rosa again, that nail attack would return. That was something she would do. To spare herself from horrific ticklish torture, she had to somehow think of a way out of this situation. She felt the desperation setting in because being tortured for things like interrogation or even playfulness was one thing, but getting tortured for personal passion was another. She knew Rosa hated her and torturing her feet would be something that woman would put all of her passion into. That meant horrific tickle torture for her, so she had to maintain her own composure and not make Rosa angry. “hehehehe ok…..I…..I had enough. Dammit., You got me. You got me.” she panted.
“Damn right, I got you. I am not done with you yet either. You really do have nice feet. I am being honest. They are better than expected. You are actually a beautiful woman. Why do you have to be so evil?” Rosa asked. She surprised herself that she was trying to have a conversation with the outlaw, but things just flowed that way. She saw those feet again and her tickle lust was starting to build up again.
La Diabla was surprised by the question, but if it kept those fingers off her feet, she was going to go with the flow. “Listen….I am not who you think I am. Can you please not tickle my feet?” she asked.
Rosa heard the soft voice and smiled. She had full power over this woman. She was just defiant moments ago, and now she was using a softer tone. That made her realize just how ticklish those feet must be. She then took the tips of her fingers and softly stroked them from the balls of the feet, into those high and sensitive arches, and then off the heels. She felt the feet squirming and heard the slightest giggle. “You are not who I think you are? That’s a funny joke. Tell me, didn’t you torture me recently? Didn’t you and your friend strip me naked and tickled me all over my body? Didn’t you and your friend tickle me until I was begging you?” she asked.
La Diabla couldn’t help but giggle a little and wiggle her body when she felt the fingers softly touching the soles of her feet. They really tickled when they were in her arches, but she was able to keep her composure. She listened to Rosa talk about how she and Gabby tormented her and knew this where this conversation was headed. She had to be careful not to anger her because those nails would return and she would scream like a banshee. “Yes….I-I did do that. Look, I am sorry. Ok? I am sorry we tickled you.” she apologized.
Rosa heard the apology, and it threw her off. She did not expect La Diabla to be apologetic. She always characterized her as a ruthless, evil woman that was incapable of human compassion. It was like how she reacted when she told her that she was responsible for killing her father. During that moment, it seemed to bother the outlaw, which was something she did not expect. She started to feel conflicted because she expected this woman to be pure evil all the time. But hearing her speak, her reactions and even having such ticklish feet made her seem so human. She had to regain her composure and focus. This woman was trying to trick her, and she had to catch her in it. That way, she would resume her torture and make her pay! “You’re sorry? So, when you touched me in a sexual way, you didn’t mean to do that? You kept telling me that you wanted to make me feel good, and you did that because you genuinely wanted to make me feel good, or you did it to break me?” she asked.
La Diabla heard the question, and she remembered that moment when she and Gabby both sexually teased and defeated Rosa. She did enjoy making the soldier horny, then forced her to have an orgasm. She remembered how she stuck her finger deep inside Rosa and made the woman grind on it. She remembered Gabby’s mouth wrapped around those toes, and savoring the taste. When they made Rosa cum, she loved tasting her love honey. Now, she was trapped and this woman wanted revenge. Her own ticklish feet were being attacked and that feeling of helplessness increased. She knew she was going to be tickled again and tried to prepare herself. She also had to think of a way to answer those questions without enraging Rosa and forcing that woman to use her nails on her delicate feet. “Yes, I’m….sorry. Listen, when I touched you like that, I did it for you to enjoy it. I did mean what I said. I wanted to make you feel good, and if you remember, you did feel good. Didn’t it?” she asked.
Rosa remembered that moment and her body felt that familiar tingle. Her body did in fact feel really good because La Diabla knew where her hot spots were and her body really loved it. She remembered how hard her orgasm was and it was something she would never forget. However, it was done in the act of her being tortured, and it completely humiliated her. She looked at those helpless soles before her and she wanted to tickle them silly once again with her nails. "Yes, you can say my body enjoyed it. Just like you will enjoy this…..or not.” she said, then started to scrabble her nails on the balls of the feet once again.
“HHEEEEEEYYYY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE MY FEET!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOUR NAILS!!! YOUR NAILS!!!!” La Diabla screamed in ticklish horror as those nails were scraping the balls of her feet. The sensation was sudden and very intense, and she couldn’t help but burst into hysterical laughter. She tried to squirm around again, but her feet were trapped, and she had no way to get them away from those nails. She shut her eyes and tried to focus on anything else, but the tickling sensations were too strong, and she lost it.
“That’s right, I want you to suffer. YOU HUMILIATED ME!!!! So, I am going to humiliate you!” Rosa screamed as she increased the speed of her fingers on that skin. She loved the sound of the hysterical laughter, and she felt angry. She wanted to get out all of her traumatizing anger on the bottoms of these feet. The humiliation she felt when she surrendered to the outlaw previously haunted her and now, she wanted to make her surrender to her. A thought crossed her mind, and her own body reacted to it. She imagined stripping La Diabla naked and forcing her to have an orgasm. That would be the ultimate revenge! “How would you like it if I made YOU cum? Huh? Maybe I should do to you what you did to me!” she threatened.
La Diabla heard that threat and it really made her panic. The thought of being stripped naked by this woman and then sexually teased really frightened her. She definitely did not want to endure that kind of humiliation. The fingers continued to tickle the balls of her feet, and she started to feel that exhaustion. She was laughing too hard, and her body was straining to get free. That really worried her because she would have to endure whatever Rosa wanted to do to her and she couldn’t stop her. Even if it meant her being naked and forced to have an orgasm. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!!! STOP DOING HAHAHAHAHA THIS TO ME!!!!” she screamed.
Rosa continued to feel the surge of power flowing through her as she continued to tickle those feet. She then paused for a moment. She felt her adrenaline flowing too fast, and she wanted to methodically torment the outlaw, not destroy her too quickly. She looked at the feet and her desire to torment them remained. She wanted to do it strategically and needed to find a spot to focus on. Her eyes then saw the small callous on the ball of the right foot, she figured she could taunt her about it. “You know, you have some wonderful soft skin on your feet. It still surprises me that someone as evil as you have beautiful feet, but you have something on the ball of your foot. Let me scrape that small callous of and your feet will be perfect!” she teased.
La Diabla tried to recover from that nail onslaught on her feet and tried to get in as much air as possible. She did feel more tired and that continued to worry her. She was happy in some sense that Rosa was not going after other parts of her body for now. Her feet were her weakness, but being tickled all over would exhaust her faster. She heard Rosa mentioning the small callous on her foot, and she blushed. She hated it when someone examined her feet closely, especially when it was done against her will. Then she let out a ticklish squeal when she felt nails scraping on that spot. That felt very intense and also felt very embarrassed. With each nail scrape, she let out a ticklish shriek. “heheheheh HEY!!! Hehehehehe that TICKLES!!! Eeep!!! Hehehee” she laughed.
“Hehehe I do love how ticklish you are. I am truly enjoying this, and we got all night.” Rosa said. She loved how it felt when her nail went over the callous and loved the reactions she was getting. She wanted to just keep embarrassing La Diabla and make her feel terrible. Her eyes noticed the toes and remembered that technique Darby taught her. To hear the outlaw scream her head off in sheer ticklish agony excited her. She knew she had to keep wearing her down by tickling her feet, then finish her with the toe attack. She licked her lips and moved her nails off the callous and sliding right back into the arch. She didn’t go full attack; she wanted to slow it down and just drive her prisoner crazy. Her nails slid from the top part of the arch, then sloped down into that high arch and then went right back up the arch towards the heel. She saw how pink the skin was getting from her nail attack and loved it. What she loved most was the sheer desperation in that laughter behind her. She noticed the body stopped moving as much, which meant the outlaw was getting tired. She had control over this woman, and she truly enjoyed every single second. “Hehehe Your arch is REALLY sensitive. Listen to you laugh. The most dangerous outlaw has REALLY ticklish feet. Hehehe” she taunted.
La Diabla laughed in agony when she felt those nails slowly dragging into her right arch. The sheer intensity was getting to her, and she started to feel her emotions rumbling. She did not want to beg this woman, but she was getting weaker and there didn’t seem to be an end in sight. She knew Rosa wanted to tickle destroy her and she couldn’t stop her. The nails kept touching that very sensitive arch and with each stroke in that area, the ticklish feelings grew worse and worse. She lay her head on the table, her right cheek resting on it and she stared out into the room. She just could not stop this woman from tormenting her feet and she was going to suffer. She also started to think about her mother and knew she had to get back before Priscilla got angry that she was gone for so long. That made her start to lose her ego, because she had to get back to her. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!!! MERCY!!!! HAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING ME!!!! PLEASE!!!!” she begged.
“Hahaha the great La Diabla and her ticklish feet! Begging me now? GOOD! I want to hear you beg. I want to hear you plead for mercy. You deserve this!” Rosa yelled back. She really enjoyed the fact the outlaw was starting to beg. She was winning the battle of wills, and she just kept tickling that arch. Her nails were in a rhythm now. Moving from the top of the arch, slowly through the valley of it and back up to the heel. She even playfully tickled the instep which let out the cutest ticklish shriek from La Diabla. It felt good to be in this position and she was going to prolong it as long as she could.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA EEEK!!!! PLEASE!!!! I AM HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I AM HAHAHAHAHAHA” La Diabla laughed as those nails continued to torment her arch. She was about to apologize again, but her ego held on one last time. She felt so embarrassed, and it really bothered her emotionally. She then placed her head straight into the table and she just laughed. Her eyes were closed, and she felt her body going a little limp.
“You are what? Tell me. Or maybe I should make my nails go faster?” Rosa taunted. She knew La Diabla was wearing down because the feet were not moving around as much. Once she got her exhausted, she contemplated how much she wanted to tickle those toes, then perhaps start to strip this woman naked. This was a very personal moment for her. She had been stripped naked twice and forced to orgasm twice to this same woman. Now it was going to be her turn to experience a forced orgasm.
“HAHAHAHA I AM……..HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SORRY!!!! I AM SO SORRY!!!!” La Diabla screamed when the nails went a little bit faster. She just could not take it anymore and now desperation was setting in. She had to get back to Priscilla and she was willing to do anything at this moment to get there. Even if it meant humiliating herself to Rosa.
“You’re sorry? Sorry for what? Tell me everything you did to be sorry for!” Rosa demanded. She then paused her fingers to allow the outlaw to confess. Her eyes looked at the arch on the left foot and knew that was her next target.
La Diabla groaned as the nails finally stopped tickling her arch. She felt her adrenaline and emotions flowing and tried to compose herself. It was embarrassing but she had to do whatever she could to get out of this situation. “I’m sorry……I’m sorry for attacking you…..I’m sorry for taking your clothes off…….I’m sorry for tickling you……I’m sorry for forcing you to orgasm……and……I’m sorry for what I did to you in the past.” she panted and tried to get more air in her lungs.
Rosa was surprised to hear La Diabla mention everything she did. She was even more surprised to hear her apologize for what happened during the first encounter they ever had. Her mind went back to that fateful night. Her emotions felt the pain for her father losing his life that same night to El Guapo’s men and she wanted to lash out. She then moved her nails to the left arch and started to press into that very delicate skin and scrabbled them very quickly. Now, she wanted to torture her for that night. “YOU HAD MY FATHER KILLED!!! NOW SUFFER!!!!” she yelled.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH DIOS MIO!!!! STOP!!!! STOP!!!!” La Diabla screamed in agony as she felt that intensity of the nails in her left arch. That really sent a tidal wave of hellacious tickling feelings throughout her body, and she screamed. She was in tickle hell, and her body started to go limp. She knew she was losing this fight really bad, and she was going to end up submitting to this woman. That took an emotional toll on her and it really hurt. The fact that she just could not get herself right during this entire ordeal. There was nothing but heartache and misery ever since she saw that knife on her mother’s throat. Now, she was going to go to jail, and her mother would be lost to Priscilla forever.
Rosa listened to that desperate begging, and it made her feel good inside. She was torturing La Diabla and all that emotion she had was released. There was something about tickling the feet of the woman who caused her so much trauma that felt so amazing. Her own emotions were high, and she just wanted to let it all out. Her nails kept scrabbling on that tender flesh, and she just wanted to punish this woman. She heard the desperate apology, and it made her smile. Even though the outlaw was apologizing, it still would not bring her father back. “Suffer. I want you to suffer….” she said as she focused on flickering her nails right on the instep area.
La Diabla screeched in ticklish agony when the nails touched her insteps. The tickling was really starting to wear her down and she did not know if she could survive this moment. She heard Rosa telling her to suffer and it frightened her. She had been tortured by cruel women before, but this particular woman had a very personal and emotional vendetta against her. She didn’t know what else to do. She had to get free and not anger Priscilla, but this woman was plotting on torturing her for who knows how long. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!! HAVE MERCY!!!! HAVE MERCY!!!!!” she screamed.
Rosa heard that please for mercy and she grinned. Just knowing that La Diabla was suffering felt really good. She slowed down her nails to allow the woman to breathe, then would try to torture her again. She was pleased that so far, the outlaw was apologizing and no longer being defiant. That meant she was breaking her, and her revenge was being satisfied. She lifted her hands from the feet and figured it was also time to get some answers. “Thank you for your apology. I hope you really mean it.” she told her.
La Diabla gasped for air as the fingers finally stopped tickling her feet. She could feel her jaw getting sore and her lungs were burning. Her body temperature was rising, and she felt herself starting to sweat. She knew she was breaking down and her emotions were starting to get the best of her. She was threatened with being stripped naked and that would be her ultimate humiliation. “Please…..no more. You got to stop this…..I am sorry…..I am so sorry…..” she panted.
Rosa heard the apologies again and even though she was still angry at the woman, at least she was breaking down. She kept thinking about tickling those feet again but also wanted to give her a moment. It appeared that she might be ready to talk and possibly find Sylvia who had captured Darby. This was the moment she had been waiting for. “Ok, I am going to ask you a few questions. You cooperate and your cute feet won’t get tickled. Act like a bitch, which is your natural personality, and I will tickle you within an inch of your life. Your choice….” she threatened.
“Please…..I’ll do anything. Just let me go….” La Diabla begged. She didn’t care what Rosa wanted anymore. She just wanted to get released so she could go back to Priscilla. She felt herself breathing hard and she was getting desperate.
“Good! First question. Is a woman named Sylvia with you?” Rosa asked. She figured she would ask the easy questions first, so when it got to the ones she needed and La Diabla refused or balked at answering, she would tickle those helpless feet silly.
La Diabla heard the question and knew she had to answer truthfully. She could still feel those nails on her feet even though they were not touching her. She was feeling ticklish nervous and didn’t take too long to answer. “Yes...Sylvia came to Mexico with me.” she replied.
“Thank you! Who was the one who operated that sex trafficking place? Was it you?” Rosa asked. She wanted to make this outlaw confess, so when she sent her to jail, there would be no delay. It was time to take her down once and for all.
“It wasn’t me. It was Sylvia…….She was in charge. I was just there to help.” La Diabla replied. She was ready to answer any and all questions. The only problem she thought of was if Rosa took that information and captured Sylvia before she found her mother, there was a possibility of her mother being harmed.
“You were just helping? I don’t believe you!!! You are La Diabla! You take orders from no one!” Rosa said, then started to scrape her nails in the center of the arches once again. She wanted La Diabla to be the ringleader, not an accomplice. Making her the ringleader would mean a far greater punishment than an accomplice.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOO!!!!! STOP!!!! STOOOOOPPPPPPP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I AM NOT THE LEADER!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SYLVIA AND PRISCILLA ARE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA” La Diabla screamed as she felt those nails once again tormenting her arch. The nails were really digging into the center of her arch, and it was driving her crazy. There just seemed to be no end to being tickled and she prayed there would be some kind of mercy.
Rosa stopped the tickling and thought about the reaction La Diabla gave. She mentioned Priscilla again and that was an earlier answer. There was no changing of the story, and she wondered exactly what was happening with this crime ring. “So, Priscilla and Sylvia were in charge. We arrested a burlesque show dancers. How were they involved with all of this?” she asked.
“I-I don’t know how. There were supposed to help take care of the women that were captured. I don’t know if they were in charge or not. I just had to help control the women.” La Diabla told her. She had no idea what the relationship was with the Burlesque show and Priscilla. For all she knew they planned the entire thing together.
“Hmmmm….did you torture any of the women?” Rosa asked. She wanted to see if La Diabla tortured any of the sex slaves. She wanted her to confess to all possible crimes, so she could get her in jail and throw away the key. She did a gentle poke with her index fingernail on her left hand into the right arch. She loved that cute little squeal, and that was her message that any defiance and the torture resumed.
“EEEEEPPP!!! That tickles!!! I did not torture any of them! I just watched!!!!” La Diabla screamed. She felt that fingernail and it was devastating. She was relieved it was just a poke, but that sensation still drove her crazy.
“Oh yeah? Well, what about Rocio? You tortured her, right?” Rosa asked, then started to run her nails all over the arches. She felt the feet tense up and she went after them aggressively. Rocio had told her that La Diabla and her friends tortured her in Ciudad Azteca. Now it was time to punish the outlaw for leaving some information out.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT WASN’T IN TEXAS!!! HAHAHAHAHA STOP!!!!! I WAS FORCED TO TORTURE HER!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FORCED TO!!!” La Diabla screamed in laughter. With each tickle attack, her body was reacting worse. Her feet were feeling more sensitive, and she felt that feeling of submission. Rosa was truly getting to her. It wasn’t going to be long before she couldn’t take it anymore and if she got stripped naked, she wouldn’t be able to resist and probably forced to orgasm. That really bothered her, and her emotions were starting to get shaken.
Rosa stopped her tickle attack and chuckled to herself. She did ask if La Diabla tortured anyone at the facility in Texas, but technically Rocio was tortured in the same town they were currently in, so the outlaw was telling the truth. “hehehe ok. Good point. Next question. Why did you take Darby?” she asked.
La Diabla’s heart sank when she heard that question. Her lover was tickled tortured and absolutely humiliated in front of her and that image came back to her mind. She was so helpless to stop anything, and Darby suffered a lot. She was barely holding onto her emotions because women she loved were in danger and she couldn’t do anything. “It…..it was Sylvia’s idea…..She…..wanted to capture her because of Christos Andino.” she told her.
Rosa was surprised to hear that answer. She heard that name from Darby, Becky and Kylie and it was strange to hear La Diabla saying that name. Up until this point, she thought the outlaw was working on her own. Now she was hearing that Christos Andino and Priscilla were behind the capture of Darby. It also meant that La Diabla had seen Darby, so it was time to make her tell her where she was, so she could be rescued. “Where is Darby, now?’ she asked.
La Diabla felt nervous when she heard that question. She knew that if they failed in saving Darby, her mother could be killed in revenge. It was such a hard moment for her. Because if she didn’t confess where Darby was, then she was going to be tortured a lot. She didn’t know what to do, but she figured that by sacrificing Darby, her mother may stay safe. She was willing to do anything to make sure Isabel was safe. “I-I don’t know.” she responded.
Rosa felt her anger building up because it was obvious that the outlaw saw Darby. Now, she was trying to protect her criminal friends and allow Darby to suffer. She figured it was time. It was time to make this woman tell her everything. It was time to make her suffer as well. She had a sadistic smile forming on her face when she thought about her next move. It was time to torture the long toes of La Diabla! “You were doing so well. I guess I REALLY need to torture you now…..” she threatened.
La Diabla heard those ominous words, and she closed her eyes. She was about to suffer more humiliating tickle torture, and she had to brace herself for another wicked onslaught of those nails. Then she felt Rosa getting off her calves and she wondered what was happening. She was a bit tired trying and make a move to escape, so she had to see what Rosa was up to. She heard Rosa getting off the table and then she felt hands under her legs and stomach and suddenly, she was flipped over onto her back. It hurt her a little because her arms were still cuffed behind her back. She saw Rosa now looking down at her and then watched as the soldier got back on the table and headed near her feet. She wondered what was happening, then felt her ankles lifted into the air, then felt Rosa’s right leg come down on the shins of her legs, and her ankles and heels now were on the left leg. She felt the legs clamp together and she realized what was happening. Her feet were now trapped between Rosa’s thighs and that made her feet extremely vulnerable again. “W-What are you doing?” she asked nervously.
Rosa looked at the trapped feet between her legs and now she could see the tops of the feet. She saw how long the toes were and the natural nails. She moved her body slightly to the left and she could see the helpless soles again. She looked back at La Diabla and smiled. “Just getting you into position. If I were you, I would start answering me truthfully.” she warned, then lightly stroked the tips of her fingers up the soles.
“Hehehehehe stop!!!! That tickles! Hehehe” La Diabla giggled as she felt the fingers softly touching her feet. She could see the look of sheer happiness on Rosa’s face, and it embarrassed her. This woman was in control of her, and she had to endure more suffering. She moved her body a little and tried to move her feet, but those fingers never left her soles.
“Now, where is Darby? Tell me, or you are REALLY going to get it.” Rosa threatened. She really hoped La Diabla did not answer truthfully because it was time to torture those long toes. She felt such a rush of excitement in her own body thinking about La Diabla losing control and couldn’t wait.
La Diabla heard that question again and knew that she was about to suffer. She took a deep breath and looked at the Mexican soldier. “I don’t know….” she said, then closed her eyes.
“You know, I was hoping you say that…..” Rosa said with a sly smile. She saw La Diabla taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. It was as though the outlaw knew she was about to get tickled viciously. She then placed her fingers between the toes of the right foot and loved how the toe surrounded her fingers. She saw the eyes of La Diabla open up immediately and she smiled. “Laugh, bitch….” she said in a calm tone, then started to squeeze her fingers together.
“WHAT THE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HELL????? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT TICKLES!!!! THAT HAHAHAHAHA FUCKING TICKLES!!!!!” La Diabla screamed in ticklish agony. She felt a very intense tickling sensation tearing right through her body and it was immediately overwhelming. That sheer intensity of it made her upper body flop around a bit on the table and she was in full panic now. Even with her tickled tortured mind, she recognized what was happening. Darby had done this to her toes before, and it made her submit to her lover. Now, it was being done as a torture method, and she knew she was done for. There was no way she would be able to stand this type of torment, and she just roared.
Rosa’s adrenaline exploded in her body as she watched La Diabla in pure tickle hell. She saw her body flopping around in ticklish agony as her fingers continued their squeezing technique. She saw the desperation on her face, and it felt so good to her. Making La Diabla suffer like this was very gratifying to her. For a long time, she figured her revenge was to kill this woman. However, watching her in this kind of humiliating agony felt better. She could make her suffer for a very long time. She looked at her fingers squeezing around those toes, and the sound of that maniacal laughter filled her heart with happiness. “Maybe you should tell me where Darby is if you want this to stop.” she told her.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!!! MERCY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING ME!!!! I BEG YOU!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA I BEG YOU!!!!! I’LL TALK!!!! I’LL TALK!!!” La Diabla screamed as the toe tickling broke her down. She couldn’t even resist, and she knew it was over. Rosa had broken her, and it was over.
Rosa paused her squeezing for a moment but kept her fingers between the toes. She heard that desperate begging and even hearing that she was ready to talk. This was her moment. This was the moment she broke La Diabla and when she was done here, she would rescue Darby and take this vile villain to jail! “You ready to talk? Or do I keep tickling?” she asked.
La Diabla was trying to recover from that tickling assault and felt her entire body on fire. That was such a powerful sensation on her already worn-out body. She could feel the fingers still between her toes, which caused her to be extremely nervous. She did not want that to happen again as it was becoming too much for her to handle. It also depressed her that she was broken just from the tickling of her feet. When Priscilla, Helga, Sabrina and even Madam Olivia broke her, it took a long time, it was all over her naked body. This was just through her feet, and she felt very ashamed. She closed her eyes for a moment because her emotions were starting to come out. She thought of her own agony, she thought of Darby, but she especially thought of her mother. She was letting her down and she felt her eyes getting watery. Everything she knew was over and it really hurt her heart. “Yes….I will do what you say. Please….stop tickling me. Please just let me go.” she whimpered.
Rosa noticed the emotion in the voice, and it surprised her. This woman who had a black heart was getting very emotional and it stunned her. This was another moment in her confrontations when the outlaw displayed human emotions. The kind that shows there was a vulnerable human being before her. She had to snap out of that and get the job done. She reminded herself how evil this woman was and was ready to torture her again. “Where is she?” she asked.
“At……at a hotel by now. Priscilla wanted me to take her there….I have to leave. Please. I have to leave.” La Diabla admitted. She didn’t want to be tortured anymore, and her heart was breaking. She could only hope that Priscilla did not take out her anger on Isabel.
“A hotel, huh? Very good. Now, was she harmed in any way?” Rosa asked. She wanted to know if Darby had endured anything. She learned that Christos Andino wanted Darby captured and brought to him, so she had to inquire if the woman was tortured.
“She…she was tortured. Sylvia and Priscilla. They….they tortured her.” La Diabla admitted. The memory of what Darby went through filled her mind and it broke her heart. The screaming laughter, the humiliating moans and the forced orgasm of Darby filled her mind. She hated herself for not being able to prevent that from happening, as well as protecting her mother. Now, she was captured, getting tortured and being broken. A tear fell from her right eye and trickled down the side of her face.
Rosa felt sad hearing that Darby was tortured. It was surprising that La Diabla said Priscilla and Sylvia tortured her, and not her. That made her wonder if everything La Diabla was saying was true. That she was a pawn in a much larger, evil game. She wanted to squeeze those toes again. She thought about the admission of torturing Rocio and the fact she was still an accomplice. She saw the tear coming from the eye, but figured it was because of her being tickled. She felt it was time to make the outlaw confess to her own part in Darby’s torture. She wanted to make her admit how cruel and evil she was. “They tortured her? And not you? I find that hard to believe. Then why? Why would you even help them if they were behind everything? I know why! YOU’RE EVIL!!!!” she yelled, then started to squeeze her fingers again in those toes.
La Diabla immediately exploded into hysterical laughter when she felt those finger squeezes between her toes again. Her toes were a definite ticklish weakness, and this intensity was just too much for her. She screamed in ticklish agony and hearing that anger in Rosa’s voice let her know that this soldier had no intention in giving her mercy. It was as though it was an appropriate ending for her. The sins of her past had caught up to her completely and everything she loved was going to suffer. She was going to jail. Darby would be sent to Greece. She would never see Cheyenne again. Her mother would probably be killed. She was defeated. She had no other ways of success. Now, she was laughing hysterically to a woman who had full intention of torturing her without any mercy. Her emotions were now out of control and a deep sadness washed over her. Her life was over. She was laughing so hard, her lungs felt like they were about to burst. She heard Rosa telling her she was pure evil and wondered why she helped the other women. The thoughts of Isabel went to her mind, and she started to cry during her hysterical laughter. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THEY MADE ME DO IT!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY MOTHER!!!! THEY HAVE MY MOTHER!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA THEY HAVE MY MOTHER!!!!” she screamed.
Rosa heard that hysterical laughter and she loved it. She loved making this cruel woman suffer. There was something beautiful about that hysterical laughing sound. Then she heard La Diabla screaming something about her mother. That threw her for a loop and looked at the outlaw. She could see the tears flowing and she just kept screaming something about her mother. That made her pause her toe squeeze. She had to find out what this woman was talking about. “Your mother? What about her?” she asked.
La Diabla felt a rush of relief when the toe squeezing stopped. That intensity was too much for her and she just started crying over everything. She had been through so many negative emotions over the last few days, and it finally broke her spirit. Her failure was overwhelming to her, and it really hurt her deep. She began to cry harder as it was just too much for her. “My mother…..they have my mother. sob they hurt her….” she cried.
Rosa heard those cries, and it bothered her. She heard La Diabla crying about her mother and it made her wonder what she meant by they had her mother. She pulled her fingers out of the toes because she wanted to hear what happened. “Who has your mother? What happened to her?” she asked.
“Please…you have to let me go. They will hurt my mother sob Priscilla has her. Please….please let me help her.” La Diabla cried. She figured that since she was going to jail, perhaps Rosa could somehow save Isabel. She started to cry harder because all she wanted was her mother to be saved and for Darby to be rescued.
Hearing La Diabla crying about her mother being taken by Priscilla made her pause. It was the sound of the crying that now started to affect her. La Diabla was not talking about mercy for herself. She was crying about her mother. Knowing how close she was to her deceased father, she could understand that emotion. It rocked her to her core because she only knew La Diabla to be evil. She always thought she was devoid of human compassion, but here she was, crying hysterically because it appeared that Priscilla did something to her mother. It actually started to make sense of what La Diabla had been telling her. If her mother was a hostage, that could force her into doing anything. It was something she would do if someone had her loved one hostage. She looked at La Diabla’s very sad face and saw those tears flowing heavily. Rosa started to feel bad for this woman now. She could tell she was in emotional pain over a loved one. Hearing the outlaw telling her she needed to go save her mother really affected her heart and now she wondered if she should do something. Priscilla appeared the be the mastermind of this entire thing, with a woman named Sylvia. She didn’t think it was possible, but perhaps La Diabla was indeed a pawn in this wicked game because her mother was held hostage. It blew her mind, but she had to probe further. “I-I can help her. Where is she? What is her name?” she asked softly.
“Isabel….her name….is Isabel. sob please…let me go help her. Please….You can take me to jail afterwards. I…I just want to save her.” La Diabla cried. She couldn’t hold back her emotions any longer and she was very desperate. Saving her mother was all she cared about at this very moment. She prayed that somehow Rosa would let her go do one final deed before she went to jail. She didn’t care about her own life anymore. She was willing to sacrifice everything as long as her mother was ok. “Please….let me sob do this.” she begged.
Rosa heard the name, and it stunned her. She remembered there was a woman named Isabel that was reported missing. She remembered the two older ladies saying that she was missing and they were extremely worried. She had thought La Diabla kidnapped her, but Isabel was her mother. That made her heart sink as she heard that desperate crying. She could hear that emotional pain and it made her feel emotional herself. She knew what she had to do. It would go against everything she believed in for the last few years, but she wanted to go help Isabel. If she was indeed mixed up with these evil women, then her life was truly in danger. She also realized there was someone that would help her do it. Isabel’s daughter. The same one that was currently crying very hard. She lowered her head as her own heart was aching and saw those barefeet. Just moments ago, she was tickling them and driving this woman wild. Now, she had to let her go so that they could go find Isabel and bring her to safety. She looked up at the heavens while she heard that very sad crying and her eyes welled up with tears. Rosa knew her father was looking down at her and he would want her to do the right thing and help this woman save her mother. She felt her heart breaking and shook her head. She then opened her legs and got off of the table. It was time to free this woman and go find the woman she was crying for. She looked at La Diabla’s body lying on the table and saw her face. Her tears were pouring out and she knew she was in such deep pain. She then went over to the legs and started to untie the ropes. It was time to get her free. “Ok, let’s go find your mother.” she said softly.
La Diabla was in such emotional pain the more she thought about her failure. She desperately wanted to do anything to help her mother, and she was trapped. She then felt Rosa releasing her ankles, and then through her tear-soaked eyes, she saw the soldier was untying her legs. That made her slow down her crying as she heard what Rosa told her. She was getting freed. She wondered if she was being let go. “Please…let me go save her. I am begging you.” she told her softly.
Rosa heard those words and knew the outlaw was in such pain. She got the ropes free, then slowly lifted La Diabla’s body up off the table and rolled her over to her left side for a moment. She then uncuffed the wrists and then let her body lay right back down on the table. She looked at that sad face and nodded her head. “I will help you. Let’s go save Isabel.” she told her.
La Diabla realized she had just been set free. The woman that was obsessed with arresting her was letting her go and even offered to help her find her mother. That made her very emotional because her desperate begging was heard and she was going to get help. She slowly got up and sat upright on the table. She took a moment to wipe her face from the tears and then looked at Rosa. She was standing there, looking right back at her with her eyes being very wet. It appeared that she was affected by the plight of Isabel and that truly touched her heart. This soldier was willing to help her find the one person she loved so deeply. She then leaned forward and wrapped her arms around her and hugged her. “Thank you….thank you so much…..thank you….thank you…” she said with her voice cracking with emotion.
Rosa was surprised by La Diabla’s hug and felt just how emotional she was. It was a loving hug, and she heard those words of gratitude. It made her smile a little because it felt good to help someone. She then lifted her arms and then wrapped them around the outlaw to give her a hug back. She knew what it felt like to lose a parent, and she did not want to have that happen to anyone else, no matter who they were. “It’s ok. We are going to find her, and she will be safe. I promise.” she whispered into her ear.
Hearing those words made La Diabla cry again as someone was going to help her go rescue Isabel. After going after it alone, someone was there to help her finally. Her body started to fill with hope, and she felt incredibly grateful. “Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me.” she whispered back.
Rosa was trying not to cry, hearing such emotion in those words. She also couldn’t believe that she was hugging the woman she hated the most. It really messed with her mind that after all these years, the woman who she knew had a black heart was in fact, a human being with emotions and love in her heart. The way she was crying for her mother showed that there was some compassion in this woman and it blew her mind. It was time to make things right and find Isabel. What she wanted to do afterwards, she now had doubts. She figured she would cross that bridge once they got to it, but right now, they had to work together to save someone else’s life. The hug broke and she saw the look of gratitude on La Diabla’s face. She smiled back at her and then went over to the foot of the table and picked up the empty socks. It was time for them to go. “Here, you can put these on, and I will get your boots. Let’s go find your mother.” she told her.
La Diabla took the socks from Rosa’s hands and started to put them on her feet. She felt excited that perhaps her worst nightmare was about to be over. Once she got her socks on, she saw Rosa handing her boots to her. She quickly put them back on and then looked at the soldier. “Rosa, thank you for wanting to help me. There is something I do want to say to you too…..” she told her with her voice getting emotional again.
Rosa wondered what was about to be said. Seeing the look of gratitude on La Diabla’s face was beautiful to see and figured she was going to thank her for wanting to go help save Isabel from Priscilla and Sylvia. “What is it?” she asked.
La Diabla saw the look on Rosa’s face and her eyes welled up with tears. She reached her hands forward and took Rosa’s into hers. She looked at the soldier and let some tears fall. “I just want to say I am so sorry. I am so sorry I was involved in your father’s death. I never intended anything to happen to him. I was cruel to you, and I just want to say I am so……so…….sorry. I hope one day you can forgive me. I know how hurt you are from that, and I feel absolutely terrible that I was part of that. Please. Just know I regret it with everything in my heart. I am so, so sorry…..” she told her and then let more tears fall.
Rosa felt her hands in La Diabla’s and wondered what was about to be said to her. She could see the tears coming down again and wondered why. Then she heard what La Diabla said. This woman was apologizing for what happened years ago. She heard that deep regret in her voice about being involved in her father’s death. She could hear the compassion, and it was a true heartfelt apology. She saw the woman crying and that made her start to cry. She remembered how much she loved her father and now the woman that was responsible was apologizing and asking for forgiveness. That hit her heart very hard, and she let go of La Diabla’s hands. She turned around and just let her own emotions out. She knelt down to the ground and just cried. The images of her father filled her mind, and she was heartbroken again. It was such a surreal moment. She always wondered if La Diabla enjoyed her father’s murder. Now here she was, expressing regret and sorrow for her actions. It wasn’t going to bring her father back, but it felt nice to hear that apology. She let out a few sobs and her heart was hurting but also happy. The outlaw was taking responsibility for her actions. For so long she hated this woman and here she was, feeling terrible for doing that. She then stood up and looked at La Diabla who was crying profusely. Rosa had no idea what she was going to do after they found Isabel, but right now, she felt some gratitude for this admission of guilt. Her father always talked to her about forgiving others even when they wronged you. It was better to forgive than to hold hate in the heart. Those lessons from her father filled her mind because the one person she truly hated was now confessing and asking for forgiveness. Seeing her cry during this moment let her know that she was truly regretful and sincere. She then tried to compose herself because even though the moment was very emotional, she had to provide some help. “Thank you…..Thank you for saying that to me. We can talk later. Right now, it is time we go save Isabel. Let’s go find your mother.” she told her.
La Diabla wiped her eyes as she saw Rosa standing before her. She truly felt heartbreak and wanted to apologize for her actions so long ago. She owed that to her. She wanted to let Rosa know she was not that same woman anymore. She was still an outlaw, and she still loved the lifestyle, but she was not that same evil woman. She got off the table and looked Rosa in the eyes. The incredible feeling of gratitude filled her soul, and this was something she was never going to forget. She truly hoped she would be forgiven, but if she had to go to jail, then so be it. As long as Isabel was safe, nothing else mattered to her. She nodded her head towards and had a slight smile. “Let’s go. Thank you, Rosa. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.” she told her.
Rosa nodded her head in acceptance and figured it was time to get started. It was time to possibly find where Isabel could be, and she needed to ask some questions. She knew that with this kind of moment, she could also fulfill another mission. Rescuing Darby. “Ok, I know you don’t know where she is. But let’s find the women that took her. I think we will need additional help as well. Let’s find Darby. I am sure she would be willing to help you find Isabel. We will need her for this mission.” she asked.
La Diabla heard those words and her heart filled with love. She could use this moment to also rescue the woman she was in love with and knew that Darby would definitely help her find her mother and rescue her. She knew Rosa had no idea about their connection, and it didn’t matter. It was time to get help. “Darby was last inside the same building where we…….well, last saw each other in this town days ago. But she was surely moved. That was Priscilla’s plan. She wanted to move Darby back to her hotel room at Hotel Del Sol. They might be there now. I wanted to take a walk, but when I came back, I was to help move her. Since I have been away, my guess is they already moved her.” she answered.
“Ok, let’s do this. We will go to the hotel, then we will free Darby. She would help us find your mother. She is the most noble deputy I have ever seen.” Rosa said with a smile. She thought about her time with the famous deputy, and she felt proud. She learned a lot from being around her and knew that once she got her involved, Isabel was sure to be found. Then she remembered her meeting with her own companions. It was time to get them involved. If La Diabla’s information was right, then they would need as many people helping as possible. “Oh, I do have some friends of Darby with me. We will meet up with them. Let me explain your presence because they might be frightened.” she said.
“Ok. Yes, the more the merrier. I have battled Darby before. I know how tough she is. I am sure she will help me find my mother. Who are these other ladies?” La Diabla asked. She still had to pretend that she did not know Darby on a personal level to keep their secrets safe and to prevent Darby from getting in trouble. She wondered who came along with Rosa, so she could prepare herself.
“Two wonderful ladies. One of them is Darby’s apprentice as a matter of fact. Becky Lockhart. The other is, and it is unbelievable that she is so talented at fighting, because she is a maid. Her name is Kylie Rockford. Both are determined to find Darby and bring her home. Let’s go meet them.” Rosa said. She felt proud of her companions and looked forward to doing a rescuing of both Darby and Isabel. It was such a great honor to free some sex slaves, now it was time to finish the job.
La Diabla heard the two names, and she was surprised. She knew she had to play it off when they were introduced. She didn’t want Rosa to know she was friends with both of them as well. She didn’t want any of them to get in trouble because they knew her on a personal level. She nodded her head and took a deep breath. “Ok, let’s go meet them.” she said.
Rosa smiled and then started to leave the premises. It was surreal that she was walking with La Diabla, and the outlaw was not in cuffs. That confrontation was highly emotional for both of them, and now they were working together. She knew that if anyone had ever told her that she and the outlaw would be partners, she would definitely laugh them off. But here they were, and she hoped they were successful. She still could not believe that there was such humanity in La Diabla. She was determined to find her mother. That emotional pain that the outlaw showed really affected her heart, just like her own emotional pain was there as La Diabla apologized for being involved in her father’s murder. She wondered what was going to happen after this mission was done. Rosa looked around the town as she was so deep in her thoughts and then she saw the area where she was supposed to meet Becky and Kylie. She saw them standing there and she stopped in her tracks. She had to prepare those two to see La Diabla and not wanting to take her down. She turned towards La Diabla and put her hand up in the air. “Hey, I see them over there. Let me get them ready to meet you, then you can come over. I don’t want them to panic.” she advised.
“I understand. I will wait right here.” La Diabla replied. She watched as Rosa then walked towards Becky and Kylie. She prayed that they did not tell Rosa they knew her. She felt a little nervous, but also a little excited. Her friends were here to help her and rescuing the two women that meant so much to her was now a possibility. For the first time in days, she felt hopeful.
Rosa walked up to both Kylie and Becky and smiled. It was good to see them, and she hoped her own emotional toll did not show on her face. “Hey ladies! You made it back.” she said with a smile.
“Yeah, we are back. But we don’t have good news. We didn’t find Darby.” Kylie said. She felt anxious because they knew finding Darby was going to be difficult and they had to find her soon. She looked at Rosa’s face and could see her skin was flush. It looked like she had been crying because her eyes were a little red. “What about you? Did you find anything? Are you ok? Your eyes look red.” she asked.
Rosa felt embarrassed that Kylie noticed, and figured it was time to let them know. “I did find something, or should I say, someone. I think I know where Darby is, and I have to help this person with someone else. Now, I am going to introduce you to her. I do not want you to panic. It will be ok, and she will help us.” she told them, hoping they did not panic.
“What is it? Ya found someone that seen Darby? Who?” Becky asked. She felt excited because they could find Darby and bring her back home. All she could think about was finding her mentor and now she had a chance.
“I am calling her over now.” Rosa told them, then motioned her hand in a direction. She felt a little nervous and then prepared herself for this strange introduction. She really hoped that Becky and Kylie would be understanding and willing to work with a notorious outlaw. “Remember, be calm.” she instructed.
Becky looked over and saw a woman approaching. Her eyes went wide because she recognized who it was. It was La Diabla! That blew her mind because Rosa was the one who was absolutely determined to take her down, and now she was told that they would be working together. She heard what Kylie said about Rosa crying and now she wondered what happened. “Is that who I think it is?” she asked.
Kylie saw La Diabla approaching and her jaw dropped. She had no idea that Rosa would be willingly introducing La Diabla to them after all that talk about taking her down and her being extremely evil. She couldn’t wait to hear that story. She also prepared herself not to know the outlaw, since Rosa wanted to introduce them. Keeping the relationship with La Diabla was a priority and unless told otherwise, she was going to keep it a secret. “It is her….” she said softly.
Rosa saw that La Diabla had made it to their group and it was time for introductions. She felt nervous, but they had to do this and then get ready for action. “Becky, Kylie, I want to introduce you to La Diabla. You are probably wondering why we are going to work with her. She knows where Darby might be located, and she is willing to help us free her. It is a long story, but I believe her.” she told them.
“Nice to meet the both of you. I am here to help you rescue Darby.” La Diabla said, then stuck out her hand for a handshake. She had to pretend this was the first time they ever met and gave both of them a knowing look.
“Um, nice to meet ya too. So, ya want to help us find Darby? That is nice of ya and thank ya for helping.” Becky replied as she shook La Diabla’s hand. It was a mind-blowing moment for her but knew they had to pretend they did not know each other. She really wanted to know the story behind this alliance. It was really strange seeing Rosa, of all people, wanting to work with La Diabla.
“Nice to meet you. I am glad you want to help.” Kylie said as she shook La Diabla’s hand. She looked at her face and she could also see that she had been crying. Her eyes were red, and she could see tear stains on the cheeks. She wondered what happened between those two ladies. They were enemies and if they were both crying, something major had to take place between them.
“So, from what La Diabla told me, Darby might be at Hotel Del Sol. Priscilla Montenegro and the assassin Sylvia are behind everything. Once we free Darby, we have one more mission to do. Someone else needs our help and that is what we will do in return for La Diabla helping rescue Darby. She will tell you.” Rosa explained. She felt her adrenaline starting to rise in her body because it was mission time. There was sure to be confrontation and had to get psyched up. Now it was time to tell Becky and Kylie what the other mission was. She really hoped they would understand.
“There’s someone else that needs our help? Who?” Becky asked. She looked at La Diabla’s face again and saw how emotional it was starting to get.
La Diabla felt her heart in her throat because she was about to tell her friends about who they had to find. She swallowed hard and looked at the two of them. “I need your help. Once we rescue Darby, I need you to help me find my mother. She was kidnapped by Priscilla and could be in danger. I have to find her. I have to save her. I need your help.” she told them and felt her eyes welling up with tears again.
Kylie’s jaw dropped when she heard that news. La Diabla’s mother was kidnapped by evil Priscilla. That was the reason why the outlaw seemed so emotional. Her heart went out to her, and she definitely knew she was going to help her now. She desperately wanted to hug her but held back. “Your mother? Priscilla kidnapped your mother? You poor thing…..” she said and felt her own emotions starting to come out.
“Yer mother was taken? That’s….that’s terrible.” Becky said in shock. She felt her own heartstrings being pulled because that must have been extremely hard on her friend. She saw the emotion on her face, and she wished she could hug her to comfort her. She now knew their mission was about to be very personal. Not only did they have to save the woman she admired so much, but now she had to rescue the mother of her friend.
“Thank you. I just want her back. I truly appreciate you both wanting to help. We will free Darby, then we will find my mother. I got to find her. She means…..the world to me.” La Diabla said then felt a tear fall from her right eye. She wanted to keep her composure and seeing her friends made her want to let it all go, but she still had to pretend.
Kylie almost let all her emotions out when she saw that tear. After the outlaw helped her and guided her through her own trouble, there was nothing she wouldn’t do for her. Seeing her so sad and emotional made her want to find Priscilla and help end her. She nodded her head and wiped her eyes as they were tearing up. “We will find your mother. I swear with everything I have, we will find her, and she will be safe again.” she said with conviction in her voice.
“Yeah, I promise ya. We will find her. She will be ok. I know it.” Becky added. She felt herself really being affected seeing La Diabla cry. She had never seen her so emotional, and it was breaking her heart. She knew that no matter what, Darby and La Diabla’s mother were going to be rescued. She truly knew what this mission was about, and she knew they just could not fail.
Rosa felt good seeing how Becky and Kylie were ready to help La Diabla. Those two had big hearts and hearing about La Diabla’s mother had to affect them. It was time to do the right thing and go rescue Darby, then save Isabel. She looked at La Diabla and saw the emotion on her face. It was still strange seeing her so full of emotion. “Ok, let’s go. Time to free Darby then we find Isabel.” she told her.
“I am grateful to all of you. Thank you so much. It means the world to me. Let’s go get Darby. Follow me….” La Diabla said, then started to head in the direction of Hotel Del Sol. She saw Rosa taking the lead in the walk and she felt comforted knowing that she had a chance to rescue the two women she loved deeply. She looked over at Becky and Kylie and saw the emotion on their faces. It meant the world to her that they were helping her in her greatest need. She wished Gabby and Veronica were here, but these two were perfect for the job as well.
Rosa continued to walk, and she felt nervous. The hotel was just around the corner, and she grew nervous. There could be a gunfight, and there were so many people around. She was thinking of a plan because surely if Darby was in this hotel, there could be a major battle. It took a few more minutes and now they were just outside of the hotel. It was time to do their job. She looked at the three ladies and she steeled her nerves. “Ok, here we are. Now, it could be a very dangerous situation, so we have to be smart about this. I say myself and Becky will go find the room. La Diabla, you and Kylie will stay out here. In case we flush them out, you will be waiting to take them down. I don’t know much about Priscilla or Sylvia, so anything could happen. In fact, stay inside the lobby. We might have to yell for you to come up just in case. Ladies, this could be it. We could rescue Darby which will definitely make our other mission in better position to be successful. Becky are you ready?” she asked.
“I am definitely ready for this. It is time we saved Darby. Let’s go.” Becky said and then felt her nerves getting stronger. She knew this could be a very dangerous situation. This is what she trained for. She was successful against Thalia’s gang, and now she had to be ready to rescue Darby. It was hard to believe this was the second time she had to go save her mentor, and she was determined. She followed Rosa inside the hotel and right when she went inside, she looked over at La Diabla and Kylie. “We will be right back.” she told them confidently.
Rosa walked up to the front desk and saw a burly man sitting behind it. She was happy she wore her Rurales uniform, so he probably would be more cooperative. “Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me with something. Official business for the Rurales.” she told him.
The man looked up and saw this beautiful woman standing before him. He saw the Mexican Rurales uniform and it surprised him. He was not aware of any female members of the Rurales, and he looked at her funny. “You’re a member of the Rurales?” he asked.
“Yes, I am. Now, I wanted to know if a woman named Priscilla Montenegro is here. She rented a room here. She might have come with other guests as well.” Rosa requested. She felt her heart beating faster because once she learned the location, it could be a major fight in her hands. She thought about the hotel guests and prayed nothing violent happened.
“Why should I tell you?” the man asked. He didn’t want to take orders from a woman.
“I am part of the Mexican Rurales. If you do not comply with my requests, I will simply bring in my superior officer, Armando Gonzales, and you can explain to him why you are not cooperating on official Rurales business. Or should I bring in Mayor Navarro and you can tell him why you are not listening to the bodyguard of Lorena Navarro.” Rosa told him. She had her voice speak in a very strong tone. She had to make sure she intimidated this man into giving her the information.
The man had a shocked look on his face when he heard those names. Those were all very important and powerful people in this town. The woman was wearing that uniform, so he decided not to take a chance of angering someone of the famed Rurales. “Ok, I am sorry! Forgive me. No need to contact them. Let me see if there is a Priscilla Montenegro.” he told her, then started going through a notebook.
Rosa breathed a sigh of relief. She needed everything to go smoothly in order for this to work. The one thing she knew she had was the element of surprise. She saw the man looking through the notebook, then he looked up at her. “Is she here?” she asked.
“Yes, there is a guest named Priscilla Montenegro here. I remember her, now. She came earlier with another woman. They are in room 2B on the second floor. Um, please tell the mayor he is always welcomed to come here for a visit.” the man told her.
“Thank you. I will definitely let him know how helpful you were.” Rosa said, then flashed a smile. She was very happy that there was in fact confirmation that Priscilla was in this hotel. Now she had a room, and it was time for action. She looked over at La Diabla and Kylie who were standing in the lobby area. She winked at them and then looked at Becky. “Ok Becky, it is time. Are you ready?” she asked.
Becky was still trying to calm her nerves and nodded her head. If she was to ever become a deputy, she had to get used to moments just like this. It was time to rescue Darby and perhaps end the evil reign of Priscilla. “Yeah, I am ready. Let’s go get her.” she replied.
Rosa nodded her head, then headed towards the staircase. She felt her heart beating very fast and she was ready to pull her gun at any moment in case they encountered Priscilla or even Sylvia on the way there. She had no idea what Sylvia looked like, and only vaguely remembered seeing a picture of Priscilla. She made it to the second floor and now her heart was beating even faster. She knew Becky was right behind her and then went down the long hallway. Her eyes saw the room numbers on the door, and they were descending. That meant the room was at the end of the hallway. Once they got there, she looked at Becky. “Ok, here we are. It sounds quiet in there. I hope Darby is in there.” she said.
“Me too. If she is not, then we have to start from scratch. Ok, I am ready.” Becky said, then pulled out her gun as she saw Rosa draw hers. She felt her heart beating out of her chest and she prepared for the worst. The lessons Darby taught her came to mind and she prepared herself.
Rosa knocked on the door and didn’t hear a sound. She knocked on the door again and called out to say that she was room service. She thought she heard something in there, but it was muffled. It seemed like someone was indeed inside. Her mind wondered if a tied-up Darby was in there and she was trying to call out for help. She knew it was time to kick in the door and prepare for a fight. She stood in front of the door and looked at Becky. She nodded her head then looked at the door. She counted to three, and when she did, she kicked the door in! The door opened up and she pointed her weapon. “Priscilla! Sylvia!! Put your hands up!” she yelled.
Becky was ready for action as she saw Rosa kick in the door. She heard her yell and was surprised that she did not hear a sound. Then she heard a muffled sound, and her nerves were on edge. She watched Rosa enter inside and she followed her. When she went in, there was a nice room inside and there was no backlash. Then her eyes saw someone on the bed, and she was stunned. “What the?” she called out.
Rosa entered the room and expected to either have someone screaming, shooting or trying to fight her, but there was nothing. She heard a muffled sound, and she looked inside, there was no one ready to pounce. It was a nice-looking room, but then her eyes saw the bed. She saw someone on the bed. It was a woman, and she was tied up. Her arms were behind her back, and her legs were wrapped. She wore a black dress, with a red sash for a belt. She saw the reddish color boots and the long black hair, with gray streaks in it. The woman had a gag in her mouth and her eyes looked like they were filled with terror. That was definitely not Darby but wondered who it was. She saw Becky in the room and told her to keep guard while she attended to this trapped woman. She sat down and then reached for the gag. “Hey there…..don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. You are going to be ok. Tell me, what is your name?” she asked the woman as she pulled out the gag from her mouth.
“Isabel…my name is Isabel. W-Who are you? Where is Priscilla?” Isabel asked as she felt that gag come out of her mouth. She had been inside this room for hours after returning back to Ciudad Azteca. The last few days were a total nightmare for her. After Priscilla and her associates tormented her, she was their prisoner. She remembered seeing her daughter being frightened when there was a knife to her throat. Ever since that moment, she lived in true fear. She was moved to Priscilla’s home until she was forced to return here. Priscilla had told her that her business partner was back. She had no idea what her fate was going to be, but the men of the Montenegro gang frightened her. They would make very crude comments about doing very nasty things to her. Priscilla kept them at bay, and no one touched her, but she was absolutely terrified. Isabel was happy she was away from them, but if she was brought back to this town, she knew something was up. When she heard the door burst open, she had no idea who it was and saw these two women entering. She recognized the uniform of the Rurales and wondered if they were there to rescue her.
Soundtrack song: Ed Sheeran "I See Fire" https://www.youtube. com/watch?v=2fngvQS_PmQ&list=RD2fngvQS_PmQ&start_radio=1 (remove space)
Rosa’s heart nearly stopped when she heard the name. They had been looking for Darby, but instead she found the mother of La Diabla. Her own emotions started to rise, and she felt happiness. This woman was found to be in one piece. She couldn’t believe her luck. She then remembered who was downstairs, waiting for this moment. She looked towards Becky and smiled. “Becky!! Go get her. Bring her up here.” she told her.
Becky looked at the woman and wondered who Isabel was. She saw the woman’s frightened face and it did look familiar. When she heard Rosa telling her to go get someone, she suddenly realized who that woman was. It had to be La Diabla’s mother! Her own excitement grew, and she dashed out of the door. “I will get her!!!!” she screamed.
“I am Rosa Mendoza. I am a member of the Rurales. Oh Isabel, I have been looking for you. Your friends came to me to tell me that you were missing. I am so glad I found you!” Rosa told her. She was still shocked that the woman she thought was kidnapped by La Diabla was actually the mother of the outlaw, and they were trying to find her. It made her very emotional and she could not wait until mother and daughter were reunited. She looked at Isabel’s face and she could see the resemblance between the two. She saw how beautiful Isabel looked, even though she looked so scared. Her adrenaline was spiking, and she was very excited. “Here, let me get these ropes off of you. You are safe now!” she yelled out.
Isabel started to feel emotional as she realized that her nightmare was about to be over. This brave woman was setting her free. She got excited and felt her entire soul being uplifted. She felt her wrists getting set free and finally, for the first time in days, she was free! She saw Rosa untying her legs and once the ropes were free, she sat up and looked at the brave woman. She felt her eyes welling up with tears of happiness because she was no longer going to be a prisoner. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Rosa. She hugged her tight and kissed her on the cheek. “Thank you. Thank you so much. You saved my life.” she said in a soft voice.
Rosa felt herself getting a little emotional when feeling this hug. It was such a loving hug, and she could tell by Isabel’s emotions, the poor woman went through a lot. It felt really good to help her and now she couldn’t wait to see when Isabel’s daughter arrived. The hug broke and she saw that look of happiness on Isabel’s face. “It was my pleasure. Your friends were so worried about you. I can’t wait for you to see the ones that love you most.” she told her.
Becky almost fell down the stairs rushing to go see La Diabla. It was still mind blowing that she met the outlaw’s mother. She couldn’t wait to bring her up there and see mother and daughter reunited. After learning that Isabel was kidnapped and seeing that pain on La Diabla’s face made this moment even better. She saw Kylie and La Diabla standing there, and she waved her hands. “Hey!!! Come now! You got to see this!” she called out.
La Diabla saw Becky frantically waving her hands and smiled because she heard Becky nearly falling down the stairs. She remembered Darby telling her that Becky could be clumsy and she saw it a few times. She saw the excitement on her face, and it meant one thing. She found Darby!! That excited her because the woman she opened her heart to was found! She looked at Kylie, then started to race towards the stairs. She followed Becky up to the second floor with Kylie right behind her. She went down the long hallway and when they got to the door, she saw Becky stopping. She saw the look on her face, and she had such a huge grin. “Becky? Is she in there?” she asked.
“Go look for yerself.” Becky said with a huge smile. She could not wait to see this reunion. She felt her nerves going crazy and she was so excited.
La Diabla wondered why Becky just didn’t go inside the room, but she decided to just go in first. She could not wait to see Darby and give her such a hug. She also wanted to beg for forgiveness for not helping her when Sylvia and Pricilla were torturing her. She made it to the doorway and looked inside. She saw Rosa kneeling down by the bed, then she saw a woman sitting on the bed. Her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide with total shock! She froze in place, and everything seemed to just stand still. She saw that beautiful face. She saw that black hair with the grey streaks. She saw that black dress with the red sash and those reddish boots. Her heart burst with love and joy as she realized who it was. “Mama? Is….is that you?” she said in total shock.
Isabel looked at Rosa’s sweet face and had so much gratitude for her. She then heard a noise by the door and saw Becky. She saw her looking down in the hallway and then a figured appeared in the doorway. She saw the long black hair, a very beautiful face and all black clothing. Her heart stopped and her eyes went wide. It was her daughter. Salem Veracruz. She heard that voice and she couldn’t believe it. She remembered seeing how angry her daughter was when she was presented as a prisoner with a knife to her throat. Now, she saw her beautiful daughter and she slowly stood up. She felt her entire body shaking and a warmth of love flowed through her. “Salem? Mija? Is that you?” she called out.
La Diabla nearly broke out into hysterical tears seeing her mother. She was standing there, and she was free. Her emotions overwhelmed her and she ran to her mother. She reached out her arms and saw her mother’s arms opened as well. She embraced her tightly and hugged her with so much love. This was the moment she had dreamed of for so long. It was sheer agony worrying about her and now, she was safe and in her arms. “Mama….it’s me! It’s me!!!!” she said with her voice cracking with emotion.
“MIJA!!!!! Dios Mio, I love you so much. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!” Isabel shouted as she felt that hug. She wrapped her arms around her daughter and hugged her tight. This was a moment that she loved with everything she had. To be reunited with her daughter after such a horrible ordeal. She felt herself crying as they were holding each other. “You’re here….you’re here….” she cried.
Rosa watched as mother and daughter hugged each other and it was such a beautiful scene. She heard the two women crying and telling each other how much they loved each other. It was still surreal seeing someone like La Diabla expressing so much loving emotion. This entire encounter blew her mind, and she didn’t know what to think. She felt very happy for both women. She saw Becky and Kylie come into the room and she smiled at them. “This is beautiful.” she told them.
Becky watched La Diabla and Isabel hugging each other and crying. It really was a beautiful scene, and she felt her own emotions coming out. She could tell just how much torment each of them went through and now they were together again. “I am so happy right now.” she said softly.
Kylie felt herself crying seeing the two women hugging. She adored La Diabla and watching her in so much pain crushed her. Now, she was reunited with her mother, and it was extremely beautiful. She felt so happy, and she wiped her eyes. “Yes, it is beautiful. I am so glad we found her. Wow, look at them. That is love.” she said.
La Diabla did not want to let go of her mother. This was the moment she longed for, and she never wanted to let her go. She then moved her body so she could look at her mother’s face, but still had her arms wrapped around her. She saw that smile and she felt her heart melting. “Mama…are you ok? Are you hurt?” she asked.
“No mija, I am not hurt. I am ok. You’re here. My little baby is here.” Isabel said with love in her voice. She looked at her daughter’s face and loved it. She could see the love in her eyes and that smile. Nothing could have felt better in this moment but to see that happy face. “I should ask you. Are you ok?” she asked.
“Yes, I am ok. I have you now. I was worried sick that Priscilla did more things to you. Mama, I love you. I love you so much.” La Diabla said, then hugged her mother once again.
“I love you more than life itself, mija.” Isabel whispered. She hugged La Diabla tighter, and she felt so happy. She saw the others in the room, and she smiled. “Thank you. Thank you for bringing Salem to me. I love you all for this.” she told them.
“No, we want to thank…..Salem…..for bringing us to you. She really wanted to find you. I am so happy, Isabel. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Rosa said, making sure she used La Diabla’s real name instead of her moniker since she was in front of Isabel.
La Diabla looked at her friends and smiled. The sheer amount of gratitude she felt for them at this moment was immeasurable. They all helped make this moment happen and she would be eternally grateful. “Thank you all. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.” she told them.
Rosa smiled back hearing those words and despite their personal history, she was very happy that this reunion happened. Now, it was time to have another reunion and get Darby back. If Isabel was in this room, then they still had to search for Darby. “Hey, you two can stay here. But, um, Salem, can you take a moment for us to start trying to find Darby?” she asked.
La Diabla heard the question and realized she still had to go find Darby. Seeing her mother was the best feeling in the world, but she also had to find the woman she was in love with. She let go of her embrace and faced Rosa. She didn’t want to leave Isabel, but she had to go find Darby as well. “Yes, we need to find her. I thought she was going to be here. Unless they are still waiting for me to go help move her here. Which means, they could still be at the building I last saw them.” she replied.
“Tell us where that building is and we will go check it out. You can stay here with Isabel. We got this.” Rosa said. She knew mother and daughter wanted to stay with each other, but she still had to do her mission.
“No, I will go with you. Now that I know my mother is safe, I can help you go after them now. I want to find Darby as well. Plus, there is a matter of the women who kidnapped both Darby and my mother. Time for them to pay…..” La Diabla said, then felt that anger rising. She realized that now that her mother was safe, she was no longer under obligation to do whatever Priscilla instructed her to do. Now she was free to finally fight those women and destroy each and every one of them for making her life more miserable than she ever experienced before.
“Are you sure? I think we can handle it. Be with your mother.” Rosa responded. She loved that encounter and wanted them to stay together. She knew that La Diabla’s expertise would come in handy, but she did not want to interrupt the reunion.
“No, I have to do this. I have to find Darby.” La Diabla told her. She then looked at her mother and smiled. She lifted her right hand to her mother’s left cheek and softly caressed it. “Mama, I have to go help find my friend. I will be right back. This I swear……” she told her.
“Go mija, go save your friend. I will be fine. Now that I know you are safe and you saved me, I am going to be just fine.” Isabel said. She remembered being told about Darby from La Diabla and hoped that she could go find her. This was important for her, and she wanted everything to finally work out.
La Diabla leaned in and kissed her mother’s cheek. She loved her with all of her heart and now it was time to focus. She turned around and looked at Kylie. She walked up to her and smiled. “Hey, I was wondering if you could watch my mother. I know you want to find Darby as well, but I need to make sure she will be ok.” she asked.
“Of course I will. I will guard her with my life…..” Kylie responded. She wanted to battle with the other ladies and find Darby, but she also knew that Isabel was someone that La Diabla wanted to protect. She was willing to do anything to help her, and she felt honored to be the one to help her.
“Ok, let’s do this. Now, the good news is, they don’t know I have my mother back, so we have the element of surprise. I can just walk in there and keep them distracted. That’s when you two come in and we handle business. Now, when we finish, please remember……..Priscilla is mine.” La Diabla said with a snarl on her face. Knowing Isabel was safe made her even more determined to finish her rival once and for all. There would be no mercy for that woman. She was going to pay the ultimate price for kidnapping her mother.
“Salem? I know you are about to go find Priscilla, but I am coming too. I owe her…..” Isabel said as she heard the plans being discussed. She knew her daughter was heading into danger and after this ordeal, she felt the urge to protect her.
“Mama, no!!! You are not getting involved in that fight! It is too dangerous. I just got you back. If anything were to happen to you, I would die.” La Diabla said as she heard her mother wanting to get involved in the fight. She knew how dangerous Sylvia was and there was no way she was going to allow her mother to be put in harm’s way.
“She’s right. The women we are going after are too dangerous. Senora Veracruz, it is much safer for you to not get involved.” Rosa said. She admired the fight within Isabel, but she agreed with her daughter. Now she understood where La Diabla might have gotten her instincts to fight from. It was too dangerous of a fight. She was even glad that Kylie would be watching Isabel because she was a civilian of sorts and did not want her to get hurt as well. She knew La Diabla was dangerous, and Becky had some experience in law enforcement, so she wanted just those three to take care of the fighting.
Isabel understood what they were telling her, but her instincts wanted to protect her only child. It was hard to do, but she had to let her fight the battle. “Ok, fine. But I am not staying here. They could still come back. I will be close by. I won’t go inside the building you are talking about, but I will be nearby. Is that, ok?” she asked.
“Yeah, I guess we can do that.” La Diabla said. She did not want her mother anywhere near the fight, but she also knew her mother could be stubborn and loved her for wanting to fight as well. She then turned towards Rosa and Becky. “Ok, let’s do this.” she told them.
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“Let’s go. I think it is time for us to finally finish this and get Darby back.” Rosa said as she nodded her head towards the outlaw. They all walked out of the room and started to head down the hallway. She looked to her right and to her left. She was with some of the finest fighters, and she felt proud that as women, they were about to go into battle together. She even had the most dangerous female outlaw with her and that gave her confidence. It was still unbelievable that they were joining forces. Just the day before she wanted to arrest her and put her in jail. Now, after rescuing her mother, they were working together to do some good together. They were going to rescue Darby and take down Priscilla and Sylvia. They were now out of the hotel and headed down the street. Her confidence soared and she was excited.
Becky was nervous, yet confident. This was a huge moment for her. She was working with an outlaw that was very skilled and dangerous and a woman from the famed Mexican Rurales. It was such an odd combination of women, but she was here, and this could be her moment to shine. She wanted to find Darby and finally put an end to this sex trafficking ring by capturing the leaders. It was her second time working with La Diabla in a fight and she was excited. She knew the outlaw was determined to save Darby as well. Seeing her with that anger on her face was a welcome sign. She took deep breaths and looked forward to the action.
La Diabla saw the abandoned building coming up. The same building that already had so many memories for her. Memories that were terrible. Now was her chance to exorcise those bad memories and do some good. She wondered if they were all in there so this battle could end. She knew Kylie and Isabel were close by, but right now, it was just herself, Becky and Rosa. She stopped by the door and faced her partners. “Ok, I am about go in there. I will give a signal for you to enter. Ladies, it is time we end this. It is time we finish these women once and for all. Again, Priscilla is mine…..” she told them.
Rosa heard that determination in her voice and she smiled. It seemed like a great plan, and she was ready. They did have the element of surprise on their side, and it was time to finish this. “Ok, good luck in there. We will wait for you to call us. Be careful.” she told her.
Sylvia was resting in a chair and looking at Pilar. They had both just got back from the empty Pablo’s shoe repair place that is now holding Darby. La Diabla had gone for a walk but was taking too long. Priscilla was very impatient and had them move the deputy to the new location. This was the final night she was going to be in Mexico. She was going to let Priscilla figure out what to do next with the sex trafficking ring. Her number one goal was to bring Darby to Christos. Now that Darby was a broken mess, she could finally go back to Greece. She came back to this location with Pilar because La Diabla was supposed to return. They had to make sure she was back because there was more work for her to do. She smiled when Priscilla said she would stay with Darby. When she left, she saw Priscilla wriggling her fingers towards Darby’s helpless pink feet and knew the deputy was going to be laughing a lot. “Where is she? She should have been back by now.” she said to Pilar.
“I know! I’m telling you, that bitch is hardheaded. I know Priscilla is going to make her pay for her lack of focus. Crying over her stupid girlfriend getting tortured. Hehehe” Pilar joked. She knew Priscilla was very upset at La Diabla and couldn’t wait to see what kind of punishment would happen. She was also told to clean up this building and make sure no evidence was left showing that Darby was once in here. They had taken Darby’s clothes with them, but it was good to double check. “I don’t see anything of hers either. Do you see anything left of Darby?” she asked.
“Not yet. I will say, this place gave me great memories. What we did to Darby was fun. I mean, it was truly fun breaking her and making her suffer. I still can’t believe how pretty she is. I hate her, but she does have a very attractive body, and those feet? I could play with them forever. Her pussy was absolutely perfect. I had no choice but to you know, relieve myself. Hehehe” Sylvia joked as she walked around the room. She remembered after they destroyed Darby and made her orgasm, her own lust was so high, she had to get release herself. She looked towards that room that was up the short set of stairs and thought about how hard she made herself orgasm by masturbating. She also looked forward to playing with Darby’s sexy body when they sailed back to Greece. Then she heard a noise. She looked towards the entrance with Pilar and wondered what was happening. She placed her hand on her gun and prepared to fight if necessary. Then she saw someone entering the room and she recognized her. It was La Diabla. “Oh, THERE YOU ARE!!!” she shouted.
Pilar saw La Diabla enter the room and her face still seemed flush. She wondered where she was and now, she could yell at her too. “Yeah, where were you? We were waiting forever!” she yelled.
La Diabla entered into the building and focused herself. She had to play off that she had freed Isabel and was still under Priscilla’s thumb. She felt anger in her body, and she liked that feeling. It took away any nervousness and she could focus. She saw both Sylvia and Pilar and her eyes immediately scanned the room. She hoped to see Darby and Priscilla, then they could finally have their final battle. She didn’t see either one, and she heard them yelling at her. “Sorry. The walk took longer than I thought. There is a fiesta going on and I needed to clear my head. You know I was not happy with what you did to Darby.” she told them.
Sylvia walked up to La Diabla and had a scowl on her face. She was not happy having to move Darby herself. The deputy was quite heavy, and she was still trying to relax after having such a mind numbing orgasm. “You should have been here! But no matter, you are here now.” she told her.
“Again, my apologies. Hey, where are Darby and Priscilla? I thought I was supposed to help take her to the hotel.” La Diabla asked. She was thrilled that Sylvia and Pilar were here, but her main goal was not. Neither woman that she wanted to address was here and she got nervous.
“We took her to a new location. Don’t worry about why. If you were here, then you would have known that.” Pilar shot back. She was angry at the outlaw and felt the urge to yell at her. She figured she could do it because as long as Isabel was a prisoner, La Diabla was helpless and under control. “You can at least help us look for any remaining evidence of Darby being here. Once we finish, then we go to the new location. Get started.” she instructed.
La Diabla was curious about where the new location was. Her heart went out to Darby and hoped she was ok. She also thought of something else. It appeared that it was just Priscilla and Darby alone together, and these two were alone here. This was her chance to take them down without any interference or threats to Darby’s life. Isabel was safe and now she could have her own personal revenge against these two. “How about I just go home now? I don’t feel like doing this. You already wrecked her and moved her. You don’t need me anymore.” She retorted, knowing full well they were about to get upset with her.
W-What did you say? Bitch, you better start looking! You know what will happen if you don’t obey me!” Pilar said in anger. She heard that flippant tone in La Diabla’s voice and it surprised her. She wondered if that walk had messed with the outlaw’s mind and it was time to get her back in line.
“How about you go fuck yourself?” La Diabla grinned and stared at Pilar. She wanted to beat that woman down more than Sylvia and this could be her chance. She saw the stunned look on both Sylvia’s and Pilar’s face and enjoyed it. The time was now, and revenge was finally here. “You look for it and if I were you, I would let Darby go. WE are going to take her home now….” she said, emphasizing the word “we” so that Rosa and Becky could enter the location.
Sylvia heard that response and her instincts went off. The outlaw seemed a bit too confident right now and being really defiant. The last time she saw her, she was an angry person, but she obeyed without too much pushback. She knew something was different and prepared herself. “Hey! What are you up to?” she asked.
Pilar was stunned that La Diabla used those terms at her. She saw the look of defiance and anger and that made her own anger rise. “Why you ungrateful bitch! I guess Isabel doesn’t mean anything to you! I guess you will just have to learn your place!” she yelled back.
“You will never touch my mother again…..” La Diabla said in a low, and angry tone. She was really excited about the possibility of finally destroying these two women. She felt herself in control again and now she could dish out the revenge she long waited for. Priscilla was with Darby, so there was no way she would know that she would take out Pilar and Sylvia. She then heard a noise and smiled. “It’s over bitches…..” she said with a grin.
Sylvia heard a noise and looked past La Diabla. Her heart stopped when she saw two women entering inside the building. She recognized one of them and now she was in a panic. It was Becky Lockhart! The other appeared to be dressed in a Mexican Rurales uniform. La Diabla had somehow managed to get allies and now she and Pilar were outnumbered and trapped. “What the fuck?” she said with some trepidation in her voice.
Rosa walked up next to La Diabla on her right-hand side and looked at both Pilar and Sylvia. She was feeling very confident now and these two women were finally going to pay a price for all the crimes they did. “Hello ladies. I suggest you surrender right now.” she told them.
Becky walked up to La Diabla and stood on her left-hand side. She looked at both Pilar and Sylvia. Her eyes went wide when she saw Sylvia. She remembered her from Plotsville. It meant that the entire time, that woman was lurking in the shadows and planning on all the cruel things she did. That got her own adrenaline soaring and she prepared herself for a fight. “Sylvia? Ya are the one who was doing all the evil?” she asked.
Sylvia heard the question, but she was more focused on the fact that there were three of them. She had her gun on her but those three also had guns. This was not an advantageous situation, and she had to think of something. She would definitely lose in a gunfight because they had the numbers. She could take one of them out, but the others would surely kill her. She saw the look on La Diabla’s face and that face of confidence unnerved her. This was going to be a real tricky situation because Pilar did not have a gun on her. “Hey! Listen to me. Perhaps we can work something out.” she told them, hoping to stall so she could come up with a plan of escape.
“No deal! You bitches are going to pay for EVERYTHING. First things first. Where is Darby?” La Diabla asked. Sylvia did not tell her where Darby was in their brief conversation and that was her focus. She had to find her lover and if she had to beat both of them down, she relished that opportunity. She saw that Sylvia still appeared calm, but Pilar looked really nervous. “Hey, fat bitch! Where did you take Darby?” she growled at her.
Pilar felt like all the blood was drained from her body when she saw Becky and Rosa appear. They were outnumbered and she did not have a weapon. All three had a look of confidence on their faces and she was trapped. La Diabla had somehow found allies, and she gulped. “Hey, um, she is safe right now. Let’s not get too crazy.” she replied.
“Obviously, you are hard of hearing. Where. Is. Darby?” La Diabla said with a snarl on her face. She looked at Pilar with a lot of contempt. That was the woman who had a knife to her mother’s throat. Now that her mother was free, there was nothing stopping her from taking that woman out.
Pilar started to tremble hearing that question. La Diabla seemed very focused on her and she was unarmed. She figured she might have to fight her way out of this. She remembered when Rosa had attacked the sex slave facility and if it wasn’t for Maria, she would have been captured then. She looked over at the soldier and had to know the fate of her friend. “Hey! Rurales! Where is my friend? Where is Maria?” she asked.
Rosa heard that question and then recognized Pilar’s face again. She remembered confronting her at the sex trafficking location and got into a fight with her. It was Maria that had provided a distraction to allow Pilar to escape. That made her smile that she definitely had the right woman. She also remembered how she got Maria to talk. That woman had no chance once her fingers went into her toes. “Maria? Oh, she is fine, I guess. Hehehehe she is in jail where she belongs. In fact, she was the one who told us that you were in Ciudad Azteca. So, I thank her for helping us out….” she said sarcastically.
Pilar’s heart sank when she heard that Maria was captured. It would also make sense that she ended up talking because there was no way these ladies would have known they were in Cuidad Azteca. A sense of dread and fear tore right through her body, and she looked over at Sylvia. That was her only ally, and she prayed she had a plan. She then looked back at the three ladies and saw how happy they looked. This was her last chance to be defiant. There was one more card for her to play and that was Darby’s fate. “I guess you will never know where she is. You kill me, and she disappears forever along with your mother!” she yelled back at La Diabla.
Sylvia heard the exchanges, and it bought her enough time to think of something. She was near a chair, and it was time for her to fight her way out of this. She could not be captured. If it was just La Diabla she would have been fine, but with two women with some law enforcement backgrounds, she definitely could not get captured. She saw that the trio of women were looking at Pilar, and she wrapped her hand around the top of the chair she was sitting in. Then with one quick movement, she grabbed the chair and swung it around her body. The chair went flying and crashed into Becky’s legs. That caused the others to look over to see what happened and she lunged forward. She had to engage in a physical fight, then perhaps draw her weapon and shoot her way out if necessary. “AAARRRGGGGHHHH!!!” she screamed as she rushed towards Becky.
Becky turned her head when she heard a noise and saw a chair heading towards her legs, she managed to get her arm down in time, but with the chair’s momentum, it crashed into her legs still and made her kneel down. Then she looked up and saw a charging Sylvia. She didn’t have time to get her gun out and she tried to use her arms to block a kick she was attempting. The woman’s boot struck her arms, and it made her fall backwards. “What the?” she called out.
La Diabla saw that chair flying and then saw Sylvia rushing towards them. She had to get involved or Becky was about to get kicked. She swung her fist towards the assassin, and it was blocked. Now they were in a physical fight, and she was excited for this. “YOU BITCH!!! YOU WANT TO FIGHT??” she yelled.
Rosa saw what was happening and then saw Pilar rushing towards her. The woman started to swing wildly and now all of them were in a fist fight. She ducked and dodged, trying to avoid those swinging fists. Pilar was a bigger woman so if her fist connected, it was going to hurt. She then saw Sylvia trying to throw a punch at her and suddenly they were all in a brawl. “What the hell?” she yelled out as fists were flying.
Sylvia tried to swing at both La Diabla and Rosa. She had to overwhelm them in order to get past them and she could escape. They then got into position where she was now facing both Rosa and La Diabla. They were both skilled fighters and she had to remember all of her training with learning how to be an assassin and also what Thalia and Helga showed her. She then saw Becky stand up and they were all moving around in the room. She had to calm herself because fighting two women were going to be difficult, but it was either winning this fight or go to jail. “You bitches are ready to dance?” she asked with a small smile.
Becky got back to her feet and with all the movement in the room, she suddenly found herself face to face with Pilar. The woman was much bigger than her, but not taller. She prepared herself for the fight. She saw La Diabla and Rosa facing Sylvia, so she knew they could handle the assassin. She could focus on Pilar and bring her down. She thought about her training with Darby and the other deputies. Ever since her battle in Ciudad Del Reina against Thalia’s gang, she had been practicing and training fighting techniques. She knew she had to get a lot better at it if she was to get into physical confrontations with men, just like her mentor was. She saw the anger on Pilar’s face and steadied herself. “I suggest ya give up now! I don’t wanna hurt ya too much.” she said with a smile.
“You stupid idiot! I am going to beat you down! You look just like Darby and when I am done with you, you are going to squeal like her….” Pilar threatened. She noticed the uncanny resemblance between Becky and Darby. She didn’t get to torture Darby, but Becky would do nicely. She looked a lot softer and a lot less experienced, so she was going to use her own fighting skills to take this woman down.
“I like to see ya try!” Becky said. Her adrenaline was flowing freely, and she saw a punch headed towards her. She blocked that punch, then did a counter punch just like she was taught. She felt her hand connect with the side of Pilar and heard that grunt. She wanted to take this woman down as quickly as possible, then force her to tell her where Darby was.
Sylvia looked at both Rosa and La Diabla. They were now on opposite ends of her body towards the sides. Rosa was on her left and La Diabla was on her right. She never had to fight two people before, but her freedom was on the line. She felt a little nervous and hoped she could take down one of them so she could handle the other. She saw them waiting for her and she knew she had to go first. It would be to her advantage if she did because if they both attacked her at the same time, she was done for. She figured the soldier might be the easier of the two, so she tried to do a side kick and stuck her booted foot out, but it was blocked and her ankle grabbed. That made her look at Rosa, and her plan didn’t work. Then she felt blow to the head from behind and it was La Diabla that hit her. It hurt a lot, and her ankle was let go. She fell to the floor for a moment, then got back to her feet. Both women had smiles on their faces, and she knew she was in trouble. “Damn you….” she said, looking at La Diabla.
La Diabla felt excited after striking Sylvia. She noticed that she didn’t move as well as Thalia. She had thought about fighting the Greek bounty hunter many times during the months following their two confrontations. Never before had she encountered someone with that kind of speed. Sylvia didn’t seem to have those traits. She also thought about her recent fight that she lost to Rosa. She didn’t want to lose twice within a close period of time, so she was ready for this one. With another capable fighter helping her, she was very confident they were going to take her down. “Hmmm…. You are definitely not Thalia. You are not Helga either. You are WAY easier….hehehehe” she taunted.
Rosa heard the taunts that La Diabla was giving Sylvia, and she couldn’t help but smile. It was still strange that she and the outlaw were partners right now, but she had to focus on defeating this woman. This woman was a trained assassin, so she was very dangerous. They had the upper hand right now, but she still had to be careful. She saw Sylvia standing up and wondered what she was about to do. “Come on, Sylvia. Make this easy for all of us. Just surrender. It’s over!” she yelled.
“I will never surrender to two inferior women such as you. Come on, let’s see what you got!” Sylvia said as she started to rush towards La Diabla. She knew she had to take out one of them. She had to do it quickly or she was in a world of trouble. She tried to punch away, but the outlaw was quick. She then dropped down and tried a leg sweep, but the outlaw jumped over her leg and suddenly she felt something hitting her from behind. She landed on her stomach and realized Rosa was on top of her. “GET OFF OF ME!!!!” she yelled out.
Rosa watched Sylvia go after La Diabla and she did not hesitate. They had to overwhelm her quickly before she could gain any kind of advantage. She felt the woman struggling beneath her and she tried to hold her arms. She looked up and saw La Diabla there and she needed her help. “Hey! I got her, take her gun and get her legs!” she yelled.
La Diabla was ready to strike Sylvia after she tried the leg sweep, but Rosa had tackled her. It surprised her, but after fighting that woman twice, she knew she had skills. She understood what they had to do, and she moved quickly. She saw the struggle on the ground and went over towards the waist area. She spotted Sylvia’s weapon and pulled it out. She slid it across the floor, far away from where they were. Then she grabbed the kicking ankles of the assassin and held her still. “Got her!!!!” she yelled out.
Rosa heard La Diabla shouting back and she dodged a back swinging elbow from Sylvia. She grabbed her wrists and quickly put them behind their back. She reached for her cuffs and got one on. Now she felt Sylvia was really struggling and this was going to be tough to cuff her. “HOLD STILL!!!” she yelled.
Sylvia felt herself on the ground and suddenly her ankles were grabbed. Now she was in full panic mode because they were about to subdue her. She could not be captured. She had managed to escape every single dangerous situation she had been in and didn’t want this to be the first time. She felt her arms behind her back and now she truly felt fear. She struggled as much as she could, but Rosa was very strong and without her legs being able to kick, she was done for. She felt her wrists being cuffed and now, she was trapped. Her anger went through the roof to also help hide her fear. “YOU BITCHES!!!! LET ME GO!!! I DEMAND YOU LET ME GO OR I WILL KILL YOU!!!” she threatened.
La Diabla held onto the ankles because even though Sylvia was cuffed, she could still be dangerous with her legs. She looked over at Rosa and nodded her head. “Hey, tie her legs with something!” she called out.
Rosa nodded her head because they did have to completely subdue the woman, or she could be trouble. She started to look around the room and that was when she noticed Becky fighting Pilar. That made her pause and wonder if she should go help her. Then a smile formed on her face when she saw how Becky was in control of her fight. “Hehehe get her, Becky.” she thought to herself, then went to look for ropes.
Becky was punching away at Pilar. She was faster than the heavier woman and all the skills she learned were now coming into play. Pilar wasn’t a disciplined fighter; she was more of a brawler. She evaded her punches and her counter punches kept connecting. Once Pilar hunched over from a blow to the stomach, she did a quick knee lift right into the opponent’s jaw which made her “stand up” again, then she reared her right hand back and punched Pilar right into the left jaw. She saw the woman spin around and then fall to the floor. Her eyes went wide as she just realized that she had won this fight. Pilar was down on the ground, and she was still standing. A surge of pride filled her body and her gap-toothed smile formed on her face. “I did it. I really did it.” she breamed.
Rosa saw the knockout blow and she smiled. It was nice to see how talented Becky was and how much she loved her assisting in this battle. She looked over at her and could see how happy she looked. She remembered that Becky was trying to become a deputy, and she made a mental note to tell Darby or Sheriff Dickerson how important she was in this moment. Now, they had both of Priscilla’s associates and that left just one more person. “Hey Becky, let’s find some ropes. Time to tie them up. We need to get them to tell us where Darby is! We can save her AND take care of Priscilla Montenegro!” she instructed.
“Ok, let me find some rope.” Becky said, then started to look around. As she looked around the room, she saw that Sylvia was on the ground with her hands cuffed behind her back and her ankles held by La Diabla. The realization that they had won hit her and she wanted to celebrate. She stopped herself because they still had to find Darby. She was still in Priscilla’s hands, and they had to find her.
La Diabla held onto the ankles and felt Sylvia squirming a lot. She got tired of the struggle and figured it was time to knock this woman out. She let go of the ankles and then rolled her over onto her back. She quickly straddled her before she could realize what was happening and then stared at her pretty face. This woman caused a lot of trouble for people, and she watched her torture Darby. Now it was her turn to pay a price. She moved her right fist back and smiled. “Nighty night, bitch.” she told her.
Sylvia felt her legs get free for a moment and before she could do anything, she was flipped over onto her back. She felt La Diabla now straddling her and with her arms behind her back she was helpless. She saw the fist coming towards her and before she was hit, she wanted to say one thing before she was struck. “Go to hell!”, she yelled, then saw blackness.
“You are coming with me……” La Diabla taunted as she knocked the woman out. She let out a deep sigh and felt good over what just happened. She was really grateful the fight didn’t last long. Having Rosa helping her made the difference. She was confident she could have beaten her by herself, but having a partner did make it easier. “Well now, that was fun. Hehehehe” she laughed.
Rosa heard La Diabla, and she chuckled. She saw that Sylvia was knocked out and, on her back, and Pilar was knocked out and on her stomach. They had won this battle but still had work to do. She needed them to tell them where Darby was, so they could finally end this nightmare. She was happy they rescued Isabel, captured more criminals and once they found Darby and took down Priscilla, the mission would be complete. She saw ropes on a table, and she was happy they found them. There weren’t that many but she just needed one to bind Sylvia’s legs. The rest could be used for Pilar. “Hey Becky, do you have any cuffs? There isn’t much rope, so if you do, it will help.” she inquired.
“Yeah, I got some. I took them just in case.” Becky said, then took them out. She then put Pilar’s arms behind her back and cuffed the wrists together. She felt so excited to be in this moment. She had apprehended a dangerous criminal and now it was interrogation time. “Now what do we do with them?” she asked.
“I got an idea. I think all of us know a particular interrogation method. Hehehehe I think it is time they got a taste of their own medicine.” Rosa suggested. She was excited about the possibility of torturing these two women like she used on others. It made her wonder if they were ticklish and would they give up the location of where Darby was.
“How about this? There is another room here. We should separate them. That way, they can’t encourage each other not to talk. If we keep them isolated, it will make them panic more. Since Sylvia is obviously the lighter of the two, we can take her into that room upstairs and leave the big one down here and put her on that table.” La Diabla suggested. She didn’t want to torture either woman in front of Rosa. She wanted to be cruel to them and law enforcement might not like that too much. She had a truce with the Mexican soldier and didn’t want to give her any reason to go after her.
“I like that. I like that idea a lot. We can play mind games with them too. Ok, let’s move her upstairs. Can you do it? Me and Becky can lift Pilar together onto the table. Oh, and who will tickle who?” Rosa asked. She liked the idea of torturing them separately and really looked forward to listening to them laugh uncontrollably. This adventure was definitely something she was always going to remember. She had tickle tortured several women on this journey and wouldn’t mind doing it one more time.
“How about you two take care of Sylvia? I am sure the two of you can get her to crack. I want Pilar. I have personal things with her and would LOVE to make her talk.” La Diabla suggested. She hated Sylvia for torturing Darby, but it was Pilar that annoyed her every step of the way. Pilar was the one who tormented Veronica. Pilar was the one who would talk trash to her, even though she was not in a position of power. She was just a minion. Pilar was also the one who had a knife to Isabel’s throat and that really made her angry. She truly wanted to torture Pilar. If it wasn’t for Rosa and Becky being here, and her mother was close by, she probably would have eliminated Pilar forever. She had to hold that type of anger within herself and just focus on the torture. She still had to find the woman who had her heart, and she vowed Pilar was going to tell her, even if Sylvia admitted it before her.
“Sounds like a plan. Ok, let’s get them ready. Becky. Can you grab her arms? I will get her legs.” Rosa instructed. She lifted up Pilar with Becky’s help and they got her on the table that was in this room. She then looked at the prone woman and grabbed the rope. She tied the legs together but left the upper body free since she was handcuffed. She looked over at La Diabla and saw her lifting Sylvia up from the ground and carrying her up the stairs. She figured she would help her since she had to climb some stairs. “Hey Becky, I will be right back.” she told her.
La Diabla managed to scoop Sylvia in her arms and started to carry her. She wasn’t too heavy but going up the stairs would be challenge, even if she was carrying Cheyenne. She then looked over and saw Rosa headed her way. She was grateful that the soldier wanted to help, and she held onto Sylvia’s torso while Rosa grabbed her legs. They both carried her up the stairs and arrived at the door. She remembered when she heard this door open and Isabel came out of it. Now she was going to enter the same room her mother was trapped in. She walked in and looked around. It appeared to be an office mixed with a storeroom. There was a desk up there, along with a table. There were shelves of supplies and a few chairs. They made it over to the table and rested Sylvia’s body on top of it. “Whew! She is heavier than she looks. Haha” she quipped.
Rosa placed Sylvia’s ankles on the table and took a breath. Carrying someone up the stairs was difficult, and she needed a break. She looked at the unconscious woman and stared at her face. She had to fight this woman, so she never really looked at her before. She noticed just how pretty her face was. It was odd for an assassin to be this beautiful, but figured she probably used her attractiveness to help set victims up. She thought about what it was going to be like to tickle this woman. She was a killer. That was her profession. But as she discovered with La Diabla, even criminals were really ticklish too. “Ok, let’s get her legs tied together. I definitely want this one to be tied down.” she said.
La Diabla watched as Rosa started to tie the legs. She wished she could watch Rosa tickle Sylvia silly, but it was time to torture Pilar. She really looked forward to that moment. She looked at Rosa and winked. “Hey, I am about to go down there and have my way with Pilar. How about we have a little contest? Let’s see who we can make talk first. Hehehehe Oh, and make sure you get her worse than you got me.” she said with a smile.
“Deal! I am going to make this woman sing like a canary! Hehehehe” Rosa shot back. She started to get excited because she knew firsthand how talented La Diabla was with tickling and torturing someone. Now, she wanted to show off her skills and make a dangerous assassin suffer. It was still strange how they were working together but it was for a good cause. “And back at you. Make Pilar suffer way more than what you did to me…..” she told her.
“You know I will…..” La Diabla said with a smile. She was thrilled that she was going to torture someone. It had been a while, and she had a lot of pent-up aggression. It was amusing to see that both she and Rosa challenged each other to a tickling contest. They both had tormented each other, and now two women were going to suffer the same fate. She left out of the room and headed back down the stairs. She walked over to where Pilar was and saw Becky. “Hey Becky, you can go play with Sylvia now. Have fun. Make that woman suffer. One more thing…..thank you for being here. Thank you for helping my mother. I will always be grateful for you.” she told her, with her voice getting emotional.
“It was muh pleasure. I was very happy to help ya. I can’t believe all of that happened to ya. I look forward to talking to yer mother when all of this is over.” Becky said as she could see how emotional La Diabla was. It was a beautiful thing, and she was happy that she was friends with someone like the outlaw. She hoped Rosa would feel the same way and it appeared that they were starting down that path. She made it up the stairs and saw Sylvia lay out on a table that was next to the wall. She had her legs tied and her arms were still behind her back. “Ok, I am ready to have some fun. We have to find Darby!” she said.
“Yes, we do. Now, let’s wake up this woman. Get ready for anything.” Rosa warned. She then looked at Sylvia’s face and started to gently tap her cheek. Sylvia’s head was in the direction of her right-hand side, and her feet were pointing to the left hand side. “Come on, time to wake up.” she said.
Sylvia felt something against her cheek and her eyes started to flutter open. She was in a deep sleep, and her brain was now starting to wake up. She then had her eyes starting to clear and she saw Rosa’s face. She gasped when she saw it and tried to move her arms. The realization that her arms didn’t move and neither did her legs made her panic. “What the hell??? LET ME GO NOW!!!” she demanded.
“That’s not happening. You are a prisoner now. We have got you and there is no way to escape. Sylvia, you are under arrest. I will turn you over to the local authorities and then the Rurales will process you. You committed crimes in the United States, so I will do everything I can to make sure you serve justice.” Rosa told her. She felt incredible pride knowing that this dangerous woman was now going to serve time in jail. Knowing that she couldn’t hurt anyone else felt amazing. Now it was time to get some information out of her. What she noticed is that her prisoners were always defiant at first. But once the torture began, they always cracked. Breaking Sylvia was going to be really sweet.
“I swear, I am going to get out of this. When I do, you will pay a high price. Let me go and let me go now!!!” Sylvia hissed. She was very upset about having to potentially get put in jail. Her home was in Europe. She did not want to spend the rest of her days in a Texas prison. She then saw Becky near her legs and that really bothered her. She knew she was a bit clumsy when she spent time in Plotsville. She also remembered how she failed to protect Donna from Ingrid and figured she would hurt her emotions. “She is here? That FAILURE??? Hello again, Becky!! Looks like I will be ok. She is such a failure so I know I will get out of this.” she said with a smile.
Becky heard those words, and it did mess with her emotions. She hated having to have failed, but then she started to smile. The woman who called her a failure was grateful to her after rescuing her from Sylvia. Seeing how Sylvia was tied down, she knew that the days of the assassin potentially terrorizing innocent people were over. “Hehehe if I am a failure, what does that make ya? I am not the one tied up right now and headed to jail.” she beamed.
“Ooooh!!! That is true. She does make a good point, Sylvia. She is free, and you are not. She helped bring you down, so if she is a failure, then what does that make you?” Rosa beamed. She liked how Becky handled that insult and now it was time to have some fun with this prisoner. She wondered where she should try to tickle her first. She was still fully clothed, and it would be too dangerous to remove her clothing to get to her skin. Only the feet could potentially get bared and go after that.
Sylvia fumed when she heard that response. She knew how dangerous Darby was, but to have these two women talking to her in this manner really angered her. She continued to try and squirm around and noticed she was not tied to the table itself. She tried to swing her legs towards Becky and possibly knock her over. She was tied up, but if she could get to her feet, perhaps she could do something. “Stupid bitch!” she shouted.
Becky saw the boots headed her way and she simply caught them. Because Sylvia’s legs were tied down, she wasn’t going to have the same quickness, so she was able to see and react to the kicking attempt. She smiled at her as she held the ankles in a headlock under her left arm. “Nice try. Ya are a squirmer, aren’t ya?” she teased.
Rosa saw the kick attempt and knew they had to start acting fast. Sylvia was going to be tough to break, and they knew time was of the essence. She then pushed Sylvia’s back onto the table as she was now on her left side, and once she got her onto her back, she put her hands into those exposed armpits. She did that for two reasons. The first was to pin this assassin into the table, and second was to go after that spot and tickle her. “STAY STILL! You are so bad!” she told her.
Sylvia felt the hands jab into her armpits and she froze. The fingers went deep inside, and she felt a sensation she hadn’t felt in an extremely long time. Her eyes went wide, and she wondered if Rosa did that on purpose. She wanted to yell, but if she opened her mouth, she was going to let out a laugh. That really bothered her because she had tortured so many women ever since her bounty hunter friends showed her this method and now for the first time in her life, it was about to happen to her. “W-What are you d-doing?” she asked nervously and tried to suppress the urge to laugh.
UP NEXT: Sylvia and Pilar receive justice!
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? La Diabla's emotions are all over the place and now she is focused on sheer revenge. Think about how she has been this entire saga. You can only imagine the rage she has at this point. Now, will she be able to control it? Stay tuned! Thank you for all of your support! Your comments and most welcomed and encouraged.
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PART 19
La Diabla groaned as she tried to recover from the foot tickling assault. She felt ashamed that she was starting to laugh hard. She was beaten and this woman was delighted in torturing her. She felt frustrated because she knew Rosa was going to get her revenge on her. She failed to defeat this woman and now she was paying a price. Her mind started to think about all her recent failures. She couldn’t rescue her mother. She had to obey Priscilla. She had to be a lackey to Pilar and Sylvia. She had to shave Darby’s private area. Now, she was being tickled by a woman she knew she was better than and it started to weigh on her emotions. Never before in her life did she lose control of her own destiny. It was starting to become a lot to handle emotionally and felt herself about to cry. She held herself back because she did not want Rosa to know she broke her will. Now desperation was coming, and she had to go back to Priscilla. She didn’t have time to go through all this. Thoughts of her trapped mother filled her mind, and she had to do anything necessary to help protect her. “Ok……hehe….you had your fun. Let me go. Come on, I don’t have time for this. Don’t you have some questions to ask me?” she asked.
“I do, but not yet. I want my revenge. I want to make you suffer, like you made me suffer. I will never forget what you did to me twice. You truly broke my spirit during those times, and I want to make you pay. You deserve this. You deserve this kind of torture and humiliation for all the evil you have done. So, La Diabla, I think it is time we took these socks off of you. I want to see your naked feet. I want you to feel what I went through. I won’t take it easy on you. This will not be quick. This will be torture. I want you to always remember this was the day you were finally put away for good. You will never forget the name Rosa Mendoza, member of the Mexican Rurales!” Rosa told her. She felt that desire for revenge in her body. The powerful emotions started, and she really wanted to torture the outlaw. She wanted to make her feel that same helpless feeling she had. She wanted her to suffer mentally and emotionally. She reached her fingers under the jeans again and found the tops of the socks. She started to pull them downwards, and the socks came off the heels. She saw that tanned skin and she couldn’t help but have a sadistic smile on her face. “This is going to be fun……” she grinned.
La Diabla felt her socks coming off her heels and that made her begin to panic. This woman was going to tickle her barefeet and she knew that would be not only torturous, but highly embarrassing as well. She tried to writhe her upper body around and even tried to lift herself up to her knees, but with her arms cuffed behind her back, she had no leverage at all. She wiggled around on the table like a worm, desperately trying to get her feet free before Rosa got her hands on her naked feet. “HEY!!! DON’T YOU DARE TAKE OFF MY SOCKS!!!” she yelled.
“Hehehehe I love it! You should hear yourself. The fearsome outlaw is begging me to not take off her socks. I think we should make you barefoot. It will let me see how vulnerable you are. Do you have cute feet? I guess I will find out.” Rosa teased as she continued to slide the socks down. She figured it would be easier to take one sock off at a time. Now that the socks were off the heels of both feet, she placed her left hand on the right ankle and held the foot still. She reached forward with her right hand, grabbed the toe of the sock and started to tug on it. When she grabbed the toe of the sock, she heard the tiniest little squeal, which let her know how ticklish the toes were. That really excited her because she was going to have her way with the apparently ticklish feet of the outlaw. The sock started to slide down and the arch was exposed. Her eyes went wide with excitement as she stared at that very high arch. The skin was tannish and had a few wrinkles. She really liked the design of that arch and felt excited. The sock then came off the ball of the foot and saw how pronounced it was. The skin was tannish with a twinge of pink. She could see a small callous in the middle of the ball of the foot as well. She then felt that surge of excitement within her. The sock was resting on the toes, and this was the moment she was going to expose the barefoot of the notorious La Diabla. She then quickly pulled it off and exposed the toes! She heard a gasp behind her and her eyes went wide. The toes were long, but not too long. They were thin and had the same tannish color on them. The toes had a slight curl to them and made the skin on the undersides look really delicate. “Ooooooh!!!! Cute foot! I like it!” she said in a taunting manner.
La Diabla closed her eyes as she felt embarrassed by having her right foot naked. She heard the excitement in Rosa’s voice, and it got into her soul. She hated it when her feet were exposed, especially against her will. The feeling of helplessness started to flow within her and her anger increased. She did not want this woman to touch her feet or even look at them. Not after she had defeated her before. It reminded her of her own defeat and that got to her. “Can you PLEASE stop looking at my feet? Stop looking and you better not touch them!” she growled in anger.
“Hehehe you are so cute. Oh, I AM going to touch these feet of yours. You touched mine, remember? It is only fair that I touch yours…..” Rosa said with a smile. She could tell that the outlaw was very embarrassed and having her feet stripped naked had to be destroying her ego. That made her even more determined to torture her barefeet and she moved her right hand to grip the left ankle and now used her left hand to grab the toe of the sock and started to pull. “Now, it is time to see the other one.” she teased.
“You bitch! I swear, when I get out of here, I am going to hunt you down and torture you again! You just wait until I get my hands on YOUR feet! You will regret this moment forever!” La Diabla threatened. She knew the threat was toothless because she was about to be laughing her head off shortly, but she had to try. The feeling of humiliation continued to grow, and she felt emotional. She did not want to be tortured. The tickling through her socks was already enough, but her naked feet would be pure torture. She felt the sock sliding off her arch and then the ball of her foot. It was only going to be moments that both feet would be exposed, and she would be helpless. “Come on…..don’t do this to me.” she said in a softer voice.
Rosa saw the ball of the left foot and loved it. She really liked that high arch and couldn’t wait to touch it. Then she did a quick tug, and the toes of the left foot were exposed. She grinned from ear to ear as she stared at the soles of the naked feet. She saw them squirming a little, and the toes curling in a self-defense reaction and she felt excited. She was finally going to get revenge on the woman who tormented her entire body twice. Tickling her feet would be nothing compared to the abject humiliation she felt when the outlaw tickled her. Now, it was time to dish it back. She rubbed her hands together and prepared herself to tickle those feet with reckless abandonment. Then she thought of something. She figured she would mentally torment La Diabla first. That was what the outlaw did to her. She wanted to build that ticklish anticipation and fear first, then really torture her. “Well, well, well. What do we have here? I see two very naked feet right before me. They look so helpless. They look so vulnerable. They look kind of tender. You got a callous over there, but overall, you seem to have some delicate feet. Who would ever had thought someone as evil as you would have cute feet, and also very……very……very……ticklish feet.” she said in a taunting tone.
La Diabla felt ashamed as she heard Rosa’s words. This woman was now playing mind tricks on her, just like she would have done to her. Knowing that her barefeet were exposed and rendered helpless really affected her. She couldn’t pull them away and hearing Rosa talk about her feet made her fearful. She even heard the remark about the small callous on her foot, which she knew the soldier was trying to embarrass her with. Her pride kicked in and she wanted to show Rosa that she would not be intimidated. She wanted to avoid begging to not give the satisfaction to Rosa that she dominated her. She took a deep breath and prepared herself. “Stupid bitch….do your worst.” she said defiantly.
“Hehehe how brave you sound. Do my worst? Like…….this?” Rosa said then scrabbled the tips of her nails directly into those high arches. She wanted to slowly torment the outlaw, but after hearing that challenge, she wanted to send a message that she was in control, and she was going to torture her.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOO!!!” La Diabla exploded into hysterics when she felt those nails in her arches and there was no way she could avoid screaming in laughter. Her arches were a severe ticklish weakness and there was no way she could hold back her laughter. The nails moved all around in her arches, even scraping against her sensitive insteps and she squirmed like a fish out of water. The sensations were very intense, and it tore right through her very being. “STOP!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!!!!” she screamed.
“Ooooh!!! You are SO ticklish! Hehehehe You teased me and taunted me about being ticklish and look at you! Sooooo ticklish on her cute little feet!” Rosa teased as she continued to scrabble her nails recklessly all over the arches. She felt a surge of power flowing through her because her nemesis was really ticklish on the bottoms of her feet. The moment seemed surreal. La Diabla caused so much terror to so many people, but in the end, she was a woman with a ticklish weakness. It made her seem a lot more human after that fearsome reputation. She had her laughing uncontrollably and it felt good. She then pulled her nails away and giggled to herself. That was her warning shot and wanted to see what La Diabla told her next. If she was still defiant and daring, she would resume that nail attack. If she started to beg, then she would tickle softly, before she used her nails again. She knew down deep she should not torture a prisoner, but this was more about her own personal revenge, rather than trying to obey the law. “Now, you want to tell me to do my worst again?” she asked in a taunting tone.
La Diabla felt the nails leave her feet and she felt a sense of relief flowing through her. That tickle attack was really bad, and her feet were extremely sensitive at the moment. She started to catch her breath and had to think of her next move. If she yelled at Rosa again, that nail attack would return. That was something she would do. To spare herself from horrific ticklish torture, she had to somehow think of a way out of this situation. She felt the desperation setting in because being tortured for things like interrogation or even playfulness was one thing, but getting tortured for personal passion was another. She knew Rosa hated her and torturing her feet would be something that woman would put all of her passion into. That meant horrific tickle torture for her, so she had to maintain her own composure and not make Rosa angry. “hehehehe ok…..I…..I had enough. Dammit., You got me. You got me.” she panted.
“Damn right, I got you. I am not done with you yet either. You really do have nice feet. I am being honest. They are better than expected. You are actually a beautiful woman. Why do you have to be so evil?” Rosa asked. She surprised herself that she was trying to have a conversation with the outlaw, but things just flowed that way. She saw those feet again and her tickle lust was starting to build up again.
La Diabla was surprised by the question, but if it kept those fingers off her feet, she was going to go with the flow. “Listen….I am not who you think I am. Can you please not tickle my feet?” she asked.
Rosa heard the soft voice and smiled. She had full power over this woman. She was just defiant moments ago, and now she was using a softer tone. That made her realize just how ticklish those feet must be. She then took the tips of her fingers and softly stroked them from the balls of the feet, into those high and sensitive arches, and then off the heels. She felt the feet squirming and heard the slightest giggle. “You are not who I think you are? That’s a funny joke. Tell me, didn’t you torture me recently? Didn’t you and your friend strip me naked and tickled me all over my body? Didn’t you and your friend tickle me until I was begging you?” she asked.
La Diabla couldn’t help but giggle a little and wiggle her body when she felt the fingers softly touching the soles of her feet. They really tickled when they were in her arches, but she was able to keep her composure. She listened to Rosa talk about how she and Gabby tormented her and knew this where this conversation was headed. She had to be careful not to anger her because those nails would return and she would scream like a banshee. “Yes….I-I did do that. Look, I am sorry. Ok? I am sorry we tickled you.” she apologized.
Rosa heard the apology, and it threw her off. She did not expect La Diabla to be apologetic. She always characterized her as a ruthless, evil woman that was incapable of human compassion. It was like how she reacted when she told her that she was responsible for killing her father. During that moment, it seemed to bother the outlaw, which was something she did not expect. She started to feel conflicted because she expected this woman to be pure evil all the time. But hearing her speak, her reactions and even having such ticklish feet made her seem so human. She had to regain her composure and focus. This woman was trying to trick her, and she had to catch her in it. That way, she would resume her torture and make her pay! “You’re sorry? So, when you touched me in a sexual way, you didn’t mean to do that? You kept telling me that you wanted to make me feel good, and you did that because you genuinely wanted to make me feel good, or you did it to break me?” she asked.
La Diabla heard the question, and she remembered that moment when she and Gabby both sexually teased and defeated Rosa. She did enjoy making the soldier horny, then forced her to have an orgasm. She remembered how she stuck her finger deep inside Rosa and made the woman grind on it. She remembered Gabby’s mouth wrapped around those toes, and savoring the taste. When they made Rosa cum, she loved tasting her love honey. Now, she was trapped and this woman wanted revenge. Her own ticklish feet were being attacked and that feeling of helplessness increased. She knew she was going to be tickled again and tried to prepare herself. She also had to think of a way to answer those questions without enraging Rosa and forcing that woman to use her nails on her delicate feet. “Yes, I’m….sorry. Listen, when I touched you like that, I did it for you to enjoy it. I did mean what I said. I wanted to make you feel good, and if you remember, you did feel good. Didn’t it?” she asked.
Rosa remembered that moment and her body felt that familiar tingle. Her body did in fact feel really good because La Diabla knew where her hot spots were and her body really loved it. She remembered how hard her orgasm was and it was something she would never forget. However, it was done in the act of her being tortured, and it completely humiliated her. She looked at those helpless soles before her and she wanted to tickle them silly once again with her nails. "Yes, you can say my body enjoyed it. Just like you will enjoy this…..or not.” she said, then started to scrabble her nails on the balls of the feet once again.
“HHEEEEEEYYYY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE MY FEET!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOUR NAILS!!! YOUR NAILS!!!!” La Diabla screamed in ticklish horror as those nails were scraping the balls of her feet. The sensation was sudden and very intense, and she couldn’t help but burst into hysterical laughter. She tried to squirm around again, but her feet were trapped, and she had no way to get them away from those nails. She shut her eyes and tried to focus on anything else, but the tickling sensations were too strong, and she lost it.
“That’s right, I want you to suffer. YOU HUMILIATED ME!!!! So, I am going to humiliate you!” Rosa screamed as she increased the speed of her fingers on that skin. She loved the sound of the hysterical laughter, and she felt angry. She wanted to get out all of her traumatizing anger on the bottoms of these feet. The humiliation she felt when she surrendered to the outlaw previously haunted her and now, she wanted to make her surrender to her. A thought crossed her mind, and her own body reacted to it. She imagined stripping La Diabla naked and forcing her to have an orgasm. That would be the ultimate revenge! “How would you like it if I made YOU cum? Huh? Maybe I should do to you what you did to me!” she threatened.
La Diabla heard that threat and it really made her panic. The thought of being stripped naked by this woman and then sexually teased really frightened her. She definitely did not want to endure that kind of humiliation. The fingers continued to tickle the balls of her feet, and she started to feel that exhaustion. She was laughing too hard, and her body was straining to get free. That really worried her because she would have to endure whatever Rosa wanted to do to her and she couldn’t stop her. Even if it meant her being naked and forced to have an orgasm. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!!! STOP DOING HAHAHAHAHA THIS TO ME!!!!” she screamed.
Rosa continued to feel the surge of power flowing through her as she continued to tickle those feet. She then paused for a moment. She felt her adrenaline flowing too fast, and she wanted to methodically torment the outlaw, not destroy her too quickly. She looked at the feet and her desire to torment them remained. She wanted to do it strategically and needed to find a spot to focus on. Her eyes then saw the small callous on the ball of the right foot, she figured she could taunt her about it. “You know, you have some wonderful soft skin on your feet. It still surprises me that someone as evil as you have beautiful feet, but you have something on the ball of your foot. Let me scrape that small callous of and your feet will be perfect!” she teased.
La Diabla tried to recover from that nail onslaught on her feet and tried to get in as much air as possible. She did feel more tired and that continued to worry her. She was happy in some sense that Rosa was not going after other parts of her body for now. Her feet were her weakness, but being tickled all over would exhaust her faster. She heard Rosa mentioning the small callous on her foot, and she blushed. She hated it when someone examined her feet closely, especially when it was done against her will. Then she let out a ticklish squeal when she felt nails scraping on that spot. That felt very intense and also felt very embarrassed. With each nail scrape, she let out a ticklish shriek. “heheheheh HEY!!! Hehehehehe that TICKLES!!! Eeep!!! Hehehee” she laughed.
“Hehehe I do love how ticklish you are. I am truly enjoying this, and we got all night.” Rosa said. She loved how it felt when her nail went over the callous and loved the reactions she was getting. She wanted to just keep embarrassing La Diabla and make her feel terrible. Her eyes noticed the toes and remembered that technique Darby taught her. To hear the outlaw scream her head off in sheer ticklish agony excited her. She knew she had to keep wearing her down by tickling her feet, then finish her with the toe attack. She licked her lips and moved her nails off the callous and sliding right back into the arch. She didn’t go full attack; she wanted to slow it down and just drive her prisoner crazy. Her nails slid from the top part of the arch, then sloped down into that high arch and then went right back up the arch towards the heel. She saw how pink the skin was getting from her nail attack and loved it. What she loved most was the sheer desperation in that laughter behind her. She noticed the body stopped moving as much, which meant the outlaw was getting tired. She had control over this woman, and she truly enjoyed every single second. “Hehehe Your arch is REALLY sensitive. Listen to you laugh. The most dangerous outlaw has REALLY ticklish feet. Hehehe” she taunted.
La Diabla laughed in agony when she felt those nails slowly dragging into her right arch. The sheer intensity was getting to her, and she started to feel her emotions rumbling. She did not want to beg this woman, but she was getting weaker and there didn’t seem to be an end in sight. She knew Rosa wanted to tickle destroy her and she couldn’t stop her. The nails kept touching that very sensitive arch and with each stroke in that area, the ticklish feelings grew worse and worse. She lay her head on the table, her right cheek resting on it and she stared out into the room. She just could not stop this woman from tormenting her feet and she was going to suffer. She also started to think about her mother and knew she had to get back before Priscilla got angry that she was gone for so long. That made her start to lose her ego, because she had to get back to her. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!!! MERCY!!!! HAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING ME!!!! PLEASE!!!!” she begged.
“Hahaha the great La Diabla and her ticklish feet! Begging me now? GOOD! I want to hear you beg. I want to hear you plead for mercy. You deserve this!” Rosa yelled back. She really enjoyed the fact the outlaw was starting to beg. She was winning the battle of wills, and she just kept tickling that arch. Her nails were in a rhythm now. Moving from the top of the arch, slowly through the valley of it and back up to the heel. She even playfully tickled the instep which let out the cutest ticklish shriek from La Diabla. It felt good to be in this position and she was going to prolong it as long as she could.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA EEEK!!!! PLEASE!!!! I AM HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I AM HAHAHAHAHAHA” La Diabla laughed as those nails continued to torment her arch. She was about to apologize again, but her ego held on one last time. She felt so embarrassed, and it really bothered her emotionally. She then placed her head straight into the table and she just laughed. Her eyes were closed, and she felt her body going a little limp.
“You are what? Tell me. Or maybe I should make my nails go faster?” Rosa taunted. She knew La Diabla was wearing down because the feet were not moving around as much. Once she got her exhausted, she contemplated how much she wanted to tickle those toes, then perhaps start to strip this woman naked. This was a very personal moment for her. She had been stripped naked twice and forced to orgasm twice to this same woman. Now it was going to be her turn to experience a forced orgasm.
“HAHAHAHA I AM……..HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SORRY!!!! I AM SO SORRY!!!!” La Diabla screamed when the nails went a little bit faster. She just could not take it anymore and now desperation was setting in. She had to get back to Priscilla and she was willing to do anything at this moment to get there. Even if it meant humiliating herself to Rosa.
“You’re sorry? Sorry for what? Tell me everything you did to be sorry for!” Rosa demanded. She then paused her fingers to allow the outlaw to confess. Her eyes looked at the arch on the left foot and knew that was her next target.
La Diabla groaned as the nails finally stopped tickling her arch. She felt her adrenaline and emotions flowing and tried to compose herself. It was embarrassing but she had to do whatever she could to get out of this situation. “I’m sorry……I’m sorry for attacking you…..I’m sorry for taking your clothes off…….I’m sorry for tickling you……I’m sorry for forcing you to orgasm……and……I’m sorry for what I did to you in the past.” she panted and tried to get more air in her lungs.
Rosa was surprised to hear La Diabla mention everything she did. She was even more surprised to hear her apologize for what happened during the first encounter they ever had. Her mind went back to that fateful night. Her emotions felt the pain for her father losing his life that same night to El Guapo’s men and she wanted to lash out. She then moved her nails to the left arch and started to press into that very delicate skin and scrabbled them very quickly. Now, she wanted to torture her for that night. “YOU HAD MY FATHER KILLED!!! NOW SUFFER!!!!” she yelled.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA I’M SORRY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH DIOS MIO!!!! STOP!!!! STOP!!!!” La Diabla screamed in agony as she felt that intensity of the nails in her left arch. That really sent a tidal wave of hellacious tickling feelings throughout her body, and she screamed. She was in tickle hell, and her body started to go limp. She knew she was losing this fight really bad, and she was going to end up submitting to this woman. That took an emotional toll on her and it really hurt. The fact that she just could not get herself right during this entire ordeal. There was nothing but heartache and misery ever since she saw that knife on her mother’s throat. Now, she was going to go to jail, and her mother would be lost to Priscilla forever.
Rosa listened to that desperate begging, and it made her feel good inside. She was torturing La Diabla and all that emotion she had was released. There was something about tickling the feet of the woman who caused her so much trauma that felt so amazing. Her own emotions were high, and she just wanted to let it all out. Her nails kept scrabbling on that tender flesh, and she just wanted to punish this woman. She heard the desperate apology, and it made her smile. Even though the outlaw was apologizing, it still would not bring her father back. “Suffer. I want you to suffer….” she said as she focused on flickering her nails right on the instep area.
La Diabla screeched in ticklish agony when the nails touched her insteps. The tickling was really starting to wear her down and she did not know if she could survive this moment. She heard Rosa telling her to suffer and it frightened her. She had been tortured by cruel women before, but this particular woman had a very personal and emotional vendetta against her. She didn’t know what else to do. She had to get free and not anger Priscilla, but this woman was plotting on torturing her for who knows how long. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!! HAVE MERCY!!!! HAVE MERCY!!!!!” she screamed.
Rosa heard that please for mercy and she grinned. Just knowing that La Diabla was suffering felt really good. She slowed down her nails to allow the woman to breathe, then would try to torture her again. She was pleased that so far, the outlaw was apologizing and no longer being defiant. That meant she was breaking her, and her revenge was being satisfied. She lifted her hands from the feet and figured it was also time to get some answers. “Thank you for your apology. I hope you really mean it.” she told her.
La Diabla gasped for air as the fingers finally stopped tickling her feet. She could feel her jaw getting sore and her lungs were burning. Her body temperature was rising, and she felt herself starting to sweat. She knew she was breaking down and her emotions were starting to get the best of her. She was threatened with being stripped naked and that would be her ultimate humiliation. “Please…..no more. You got to stop this…..I am sorry…..I am so sorry…..” she panted.
Rosa heard the apologies again and even though she was still angry at the woman, at least she was breaking down. She kept thinking about tickling those feet again but also wanted to give her a moment. It appeared that she might be ready to talk and possibly find Sylvia who had captured Darby. This was the moment she had been waiting for. “Ok, I am going to ask you a few questions. You cooperate and your cute feet won’t get tickled. Act like a bitch, which is your natural personality, and I will tickle you within an inch of your life. Your choice….” she threatened.
“Please…..I’ll do anything. Just let me go….” La Diabla begged. She didn’t care what Rosa wanted anymore. She just wanted to get released so she could go back to Priscilla. She felt herself breathing hard and she was getting desperate.
“Good! First question. Is a woman named Sylvia with you?” Rosa asked. She figured she would ask the easy questions first, so when it got to the ones she needed and La Diabla refused or balked at answering, she would tickle those helpless feet silly.
La Diabla heard the question and knew she had to answer truthfully. She could still feel those nails on her feet even though they were not touching her. She was feeling ticklish nervous and didn’t take too long to answer. “Yes...Sylvia came to Mexico with me.” she replied.
“Thank you! Who was the one who operated that sex trafficking place? Was it you?” Rosa asked. She wanted to make this outlaw confess, so when she sent her to jail, there would be no delay. It was time to take her down once and for all.
“It wasn’t me. It was Sylvia…….She was in charge. I was just there to help.” La Diabla replied. She was ready to answer any and all questions. The only problem she thought of was if Rosa took that information and captured Sylvia before she found her mother, there was a possibility of her mother being harmed.
“You were just helping? I don’t believe you!!! You are La Diabla! You take orders from no one!” Rosa said, then started to scrape her nails in the center of the arches once again. She wanted La Diabla to be the ringleader, not an accomplice. Making her the ringleader would mean a far greater punishment than an accomplice.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOO!!!!! STOP!!!! STOOOOOPPPPPPP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I AM NOT THE LEADER!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SYLVIA AND PRISCILLA ARE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA” La Diabla screamed as she felt those nails once again tormenting her arch. The nails were really digging into the center of her arch, and it was driving her crazy. There just seemed to be no end to being tickled and she prayed there would be some kind of mercy.
Rosa stopped the tickling and thought about the reaction La Diabla gave. She mentioned Priscilla again and that was an earlier answer. There was no changing of the story, and she wondered exactly what was happening with this crime ring. “So, Priscilla and Sylvia were in charge. We arrested a burlesque show dancers. How were they involved with all of this?” she asked.
“I-I don’t know how. There were supposed to help take care of the women that were captured. I don’t know if they were in charge or not. I just had to help control the women.” La Diabla told her. She had no idea what the relationship was with the Burlesque show and Priscilla. For all she knew they planned the entire thing together.
“Hmmmm….did you torture any of the women?” Rosa asked. She wanted to see if La Diabla tortured any of the sex slaves. She wanted her to confess to all possible crimes, so she could get her in jail and throw away the key. She did a gentle poke with her index fingernail on her left hand into the right arch. She loved that cute little squeal, and that was her message that any defiance and the torture resumed.
“EEEEEPPP!!! That tickles!!! I did not torture any of them! I just watched!!!!” La Diabla screamed. She felt that fingernail and it was devastating. She was relieved it was just a poke, but that sensation still drove her crazy.
“Oh yeah? Well, what about Rocio? You tortured her, right?” Rosa asked, then started to run her nails all over the arches. She felt the feet tense up and she went after them aggressively. Rocio had told her that La Diabla and her friends tortured her in Ciudad Azteca. Now it was time to punish the outlaw for leaving some information out.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT WASN’T IN TEXAS!!! HAHAHAHAHA STOP!!!!! I WAS FORCED TO TORTURE HER!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA FORCED TO!!!” La Diabla screamed in laughter. With each tickle attack, her body was reacting worse. Her feet were feeling more sensitive, and she felt that feeling of submission. Rosa was truly getting to her. It wasn’t going to be long before she couldn’t take it anymore and if she got stripped naked, she wouldn’t be able to resist and probably forced to orgasm. That really bothered her, and her emotions were starting to get shaken.
Rosa stopped her tickle attack and chuckled to herself. She did ask if La Diabla tortured anyone at the facility in Texas, but technically Rocio was tortured in the same town they were currently in, so the outlaw was telling the truth. “hehehe ok. Good point. Next question. Why did you take Darby?” she asked.
La Diabla’s heart sank when she heard that question. Her lover was tickled tortured and absolutely humiliated in front of her and that image came back to her mind. She was so helpless to stop anything, and Darby suffered a lot. She was barely holding onto her emotions because women she loved were in danger and she couldn’t do anything. “It…..it was Sylvia’s idea…..She…..wanted to capture her because of Christos Andino.” she told her.
Rosa was surprised to hear that answer. She heard that name from Darby, Becky and Kylie and it was strange to hear La Diabla saying that name. Up until this point, she thought the outlaw was working on her own. Now she was hearing that Christos Andino and Priscilla were behind the capture of Darby. It also meant that La Diabla had seen Darby, so it was time to make her tell her where she was, so she could be rescued. “Where is Darby, now?’ she asked.
La Diabla felt nervous when she heard that question. She knew that if they failed in saving Darby, her mother could be killed in revenge. It was such a hard moment for her. Because if she didn’t confess where Darby was, then she was going to be tortured a lot. She didn’t know what to do, but she figured that by sacrificing Darby, her mother may stay safe. She was willing to do anything to make sure Isabel was safe. “I-I don’t know.” she responded.
Rosa felt her anger building up because it was obvious that the outlaw saw Darby. Now, she was trying to protect her criminal friends and allow Darby to suffer. She figured it was time. It was time to make this woman tell her everything. It was time to make her suffer as well. She had a sadistic smile forming on her face when she thought about her next move. It was time to torture the long toes of La Diabla! “You were doing so well. I guess I REALLY need to torture you now…..” she threatened.
La Diabla heard those ominous words, and she closed her eyes. She was about to suffer more humiliating tickle torture, and she had to brace herself for another wicked onslaught of those nails. Then she felt Rosa getting off her calves and she wondered what was happening. She was a bit tired trying and make a move to escape, so she had to see what Rosa was up to. She heard Rosa getting off the table and then she felt hands under her legs and stomach and suddenly, she was flipped over onto her back. It hurt her a little because her arms were still cuffed behind her back. She saw Rosa now looking down at her and then watched as the soldier got back on the table and headed near her feet. She wondered what was happening, then felt her ankles lifted into the air, then felt Rosa’s right leg come down on the shins of her legs, and her ankles and heels now were on the left leg. She felt the legs clamp together and she realized what was happening. Her feet were now trapped between Rosa’s thighs and that made her feet extremely vulnerable again. “W-What are you doing?” she asked nervously.
Rosa looked at the trapped feet between her legs and now she could see the tops of the feet. She saw how long the toes were and the natural nails. She moved her body slightly to the left and she could see the helpless soles again. She looked back at La Diabla and smiled. “Just getting you into position. If I were you, I would start answering me truthfully.” she warned, then lightly stroked the tips of her fingers up the soles.
“Hehehehehe stop!!!! That tickles! Hehehe” La Diabla giggled as she felt the fingers softly touching her feet. She could see the look of sheer happiness on Rosa’s face, and it embarrassed her. This woman was in control of her, and she had to endure more suffering. She moved her body a little and tried to move her feet, but those fingers never left her soles.
“Now, where is Darby? Tell me, or you are REALLY going to get it.” Rosa threatened. She really hoped La Diabla did not answer truthfully because it was time to torture those long toes. She felt such a rush of excitement in her own body thinking about La Diabla losing control and couldn’t wait.
La Diabla heard that question again and knew that she was about to suffer. She took a deep breath and looked at the Mexican soldier. “I don’t know….” she said, then closed her eyes.
“You know, I was hoping you say that…..” Rosa said with a sly smile. She saw La Diabla taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. It was as though the outlaw knew she was about to get tickled viciously. She then placed her fingers between the toes of the right foot and loved how the toe surrounded her fingers. She saw the eyes of La Diabla open up immediately and she smiled. “Laugh, bitch….” she said in a calm tone, then started to squeeze her fingers together.
“WHAT THE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HELL????? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT TICKLES!!!! THAT HAHAHAHAHA FUCKING TICKLES!!!!!” La Diabla screamed in ticklish agony. She felt a very intense tickling sensation tearing right through her body and it was immediately overwhelming. That sheer intensity of it made her upper body flop around a bit on the table and she was in full panic now. Even with her tickled tortured mind, she recognized what was happening. Darby had done this to her toes before, and it made her submit to her lover. Now, it was being done as a torture method, and she knew she was done for. There was no way she would be able to stand this type of torment, and she just roared.
Rosa’s adrenaline exploded in her body as she watched La Diabla in pure tickle hell. She saw her body flopping around in ticklish agony as her fingers continued their squeezing technique. She saw the desperation on her face, and it felt so good to her. Making La Diabla suffer like this was very gratifying to her. For a long time, she figured her revenge was to kill this woman. However, watching her in this kind of humiliating agony felt better. She could make her suffer for a very long time. She looked at her fingers squeezing around those toes, and the sound of that maniacal laughter filled her heart with happiness. “Maybe you should tell me where Darby is if you want this to stop.” she told her.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!!! MERCY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING ME!!!! I BEG YOU!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA I BEG YOU!!!!! I’LL TALK!!!! I’LL TALK!!!” La Diabla screamed as the toe tickling broke her down. She couldn’t even resist, and she knew it was over. Rosa had broken her, and it was over.
Rosa paused her squeezing for a moment but kept her fingers between the toes. She heard that desperate begging and even hearing that she was ready to talk. This was her moment. This was the moment she broke La Diabla and when she was done here, she would rescue Darby and take this vile villain to jail! “You ready to talk? Or do I keep tickling?” she asked.
La Diabla was trying to recover from that tickling assault and felt her entire body on fire. That was such a powerful sensation on her already worn-out body. She could feel the fingers still between her toes, which caused her to be extremely nervous. She did not want that to happen again as it was becoming too much for her to handle. It also depressed her that she was broken just from the tickling of her feet. When Priscilla, Helga, Sabrina and even Madam Olivia broke her, it took a long time, it was all over her naked body. This was just through her feet, and she felt very ashamed. She closed her eyes for a moment because her emotions were starting to come out. She thought of her own agony, she thought of Darby, but she especially thought of her mother. She was letting her down and she felt her eyes getting watery. Everything she knew was over and it really hurt her heart. “Yes….I will do what you say. Please….stop tickling me. Please just let me go.” she whimpered.
Rosa noticed the emotion in the voice, and it surprised her. This woman who had a black heart was getting very emotional and it stunned her. This was another moment in her confrontations when the outlaw displayed human emotions. The kind that shows there was a vulnerable human being before her. She had to snap out of that and get the job done. She reminded herself how evil this woman was and was ready to torture her again. “Where is she?” she asked.
“At……at a hotel by now. Priscilla wanted me to take her there….I have to leave. Please. I have to leave.” La Diabla admitted. She didn’t want to be tortured anymore, and her heart was breaking. She could only hope that Priscilla did not take out her anger on Isabel.
“A hotel, huh? Very good. Now, was she harmed in any way?” Rosa asked. She wanted to know if Darby had endured anything. She learned that Christos Andino wanted Darby captured and brought to him, so she had to inquire if the woman was tortured.
“She…she was tortured. Sylvia and Priscilla. They….they tortured her.” La Diabla admitted. The memory of what Darby went through filled her mind and it broke her heart. The screaming laughter, the humiliating moans and the forced orgasm of Darby filled her mind. She hated herself for not being able to prevent that from happening, as well as protecting her mother. Now, she was captured, getting tortured and being broken. A tear fell from her right eye and trickled down the side of her face.
Rosa felt sad hearing that Darby was tortured. It was surprising that La Diabla said Priscilla and Sylvia tortured her, and not her. That made her wonder if everything La Diabla was saying was true. That she was a pawn in a much larger, evil game. She wanted to squeeze those toes again. She thought about the admission of torturing Rocio and the fact she was still an accomplice. She saw the tear coming from the eye, but figured it was because of her being tickled. She felt it was time to make the outlaw confess to her own part in Darby’s torture. She wanted to make her admit how cruel and evil she was. “They tortured her? And not you? I find that hard to believe. Then why? Why would you even help them if they were behind everything? I know why! YOU’RE EVIL!!!!” she yelled, then started to squeeze her fingers again in those toes.
La Diabla immediately exploded into hysterical laughter when she felt those finger squeezes between her toes again. Her toes were a definite ticklish weakness, and this intensity was just too much for her. She screamed in ticklish agony and hearing that anger in Rosa’s voice let her know that this soldier had no intention in giving her mercy. It was as though it was an appropriate ending for her. The sins of her past had caught up to her completely and everything she loved was going to suffer. She was going to jail. Darby would be sent to Greece. She would never see Cheyenne again. Her mother would probably be killed. She was defeated. She had no other ways of success. Now, she was laughing hysterically to a woman who had full intention of torturing her without any mercy. Her emotions were now out of control and a deep sadness washed over her. Her life was over. She was laughing so hard, her lungs felt like they were about to burst. She heard Rosa telling her she was pure evil and wondered why she helped the other women. The thoughts of Isabel went to her mind, and she started to cry during her hysterical laughter. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THEY MADE ME DO IT!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY MOTHER!!!! THEY HAVE MY MOTHER!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA THEY HAVE MY MOTHER!!!!” she screamed.
Rosa heard that hysterical laughter and she loved it. She loved making this cruel woman suffer. There was something beautiful about that hysterical laughing sound. Then she heard La Diabla screaming something about her mother. That threw her for a loop and looked at the outlaw. She could see the tears flowing and she just kept screaming something about her mother. That made her pause her toe squeeze. She had to find out what this woman was talking about. “Your mother? What about her?” she asked.
La Diabla felt a rush of relief when the toe squeezing stopped. That intensity was too much for her and she just started crying over everything. She had been through so many negative emotions over the last few days, and it finally broke her spirit. Her failure was overwhelming to her, and it really hurt her deep. She began to cry harder as it was just too much for her. “My mother…..they have my mother. sob they hurt her….” she cried.
Rosa heard those cries, and it bothered her. She heard La Diabla crying about her mother and it made her wonder what she meant by they had her mother. She pulled her fingers out of the toes because she wanted to hear what happened. “Who has your mother? What happened to her?” she asked.
“Please…you have to let me go. They will hurt my mother sob Priscilla has her. Please….please let me help her.” La Diabla cried. She figured that since she was going to jail, perhaps Rosa could somehow save Isabel. She started to cry harder because all she wanted was her mother to be saved and for Darby to be rescued.
Hearing La Diabla crying about her mother being taken by Priscilla made her pause. It was the sound of the crying that now started to affect her. La Diabla was not talking about mercy for herself. She was crying about her mother. Knowing how close she was to her deceased father, she could understand that emotion. It rocked her to her core because she only knew La Diabla to be evil. She always thought she was devoid of human compassion, but here she was, crying hysterically because it appeared that Priscilla did something to her mother. It actually started to make sense of what La Diabla had been telling her. If her mother was a hostage, that could force her into doing anything. It was something she would do if someone had her loved one hostage. She looked at La Diabla’s very sad face and saw those tears flowing heavily. Rosa started to feel bad for this woman now. She could tell she was in emotional pain over a loved one. Hearing the outlaw telling her she needed to go save her mother really affected her heart and now she wondered if she should do something. Priscilla appeared the be the mastermind of this entire thing, with a woman named Sylvia. She didn’t think it was possible, but perhaps La Diabla was indeed a pawn in this wicked game because her mother was held hostage. It blew her mind, but she had to probe further. “I-I can help her. Where is she? What is her name?” she asked softly.
“Isabel….her name….is Isabel. sob please…let me go help her. Please….You can take me to jail afterwards. I…I just want to save her.” La Diabla cried. She couldn’t hold back her emotions any longer and she was very desperate. Saving her mother was all she cared about at this very moment. She prayed that somehow Rosa would let her go do one final deed before she went to jail. She didn’t care about her own life anymore. She was willing to sacrifice everything as long as her mother was ok. “Please….let me sob do this.” she begged.
Rosa heard the name, and it stunned her. She remembered there was a woman named Isabel that was reported missing. She remembered the two older ladies saying that she was missing and they were extremely worried. She had thought La Diabla kidnapped her, but Isabel was her mother. That made her heart sink as she heard that desperate crying. She could hear that emotional pain and it made her feel emotional herself. She knew what she had to do. It would go against everything she believed in for the last few years, but she wanted to go help Isabel. If she was indeed mixed up with these evil women, then her life was truly in danger. She also realized there was someone that would help her do it. Isabel’s daughter. The same one that was currently crying very hard. She lowered her head as her own heart was aching and saw those barefeet. Just moments ago, she was tickling them and driving this woman wild. Now, she had to let her go so that they could go find Isabel and bring her to safety. She looked up at the heavens while she heard that very sad crying and her eyes welled up with tears. Rosa knew her father was looking down at her and he would want her to do the right thing and help this woman save her mother. She felt her heart breaking and shook her head. She then opened her legs and got off of the table. It was time to free this woman and go find the woman she was crying for. She looked at La Diabla’s body lying on the table and saw her face. Her tears were pouring out and she knew she was in such deep pain. She then went over to the legs and started to untie the ropes. It was time to get her free. “Ok, let’s go find your mother.” she said softly.
La Diabla was in such emotional pain the more she thought about her failure. She desperately wanted to do anything to help her mother, and she was trapped. She then felt Rosa releasing her ankles, and then through her tear-soaked eyes, she saw the soldier was untying her legs. That made her slow down her crying as she heard what Rosa told her. She was getting freed. She wondered if she was being let go. “Please…let me go save her. I am begging you.” she told her softly.
Rosa heard those words and knew the outlaw was in such pain. She got the ropes free, then slowly lifted La Diabla’s body up off the table and rolled her over to her left side for a moment. She then uncuffed the wrists and then let her body lay right back down on the table. She looked at that sad face and nodded her head. “I will help you. Let’s go save Isabel.” she told her.
La Diabla realized she had just been set free. The woman that was obsessed with arresting her was letting her go and even offered to help her find her mother. That made her very emotional because her desperate begging was heard and she was going to get help. She slowly got up and sat upright on the table. She took a moment to wipe her face from the tears and then looked at Rosa. She was standing there, looking right back at her with her eyes being very wet. It appeared that she was affected by the plight of Isabel and that truly touched her heart. This soldier was willing to help her find the one person she loved so deeply. She then leaned forward and wrapped her arms around her and hugged her. “Thank you….thank you so much…..thank you….thank you…” she said with her voice cracking with emotion.
Rosa was surprised by La Diabla’s hug and felt just how emotional she was. It was a loving hug, and she heard those words of gratitude. It made her smile a little because it felt good to help someone. She then lifted her arms and then wrapped them around the outlaw to give her a hug back. She knew what it felt like to lose a parent, and she did not want to have that happen to anyone else, no matter who they were. “It’s ok. We are going to find her, and she will be safe. I promise.” she whispered into her ear.
Hearing those words made La Diabla cry again as someone was going to help her go rescue Isabel. After going after it alone, someone was there to help her finally. Her body started to fill with hope, and she felt incredibly grateful. “Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me.” she whispered back.
Rosa was trying not to cry, hearing such emotion in those words. She also couldn’t believe that she was hugging the woman she hated the most. It really messed with her mind that after all these years, the woman who she knew had a black heart was in fact, a human being with emotions and love in her heart. The way she was crying for her mother showed that there was some compassion in this woman and it blew her mind. It was time to make things right and find Isabel. What she wanted to do afterwards, she now had doubts. She figured she would cross that bridge once they got to it, but right now, they had to work together to save someone else’s life. The hug broke and she saw the look of gratitude on La Diabla’s face. She smiled back at her and then went over to the foot of the table and picked up the empty socks. It was time for them to go. “Here, you can put these on, and I will get your boots. Let’s go find your mother.” she told her.
La Diabla took the socks from Rosa’s hands and started to put them on her feet. She felt excited that perhaps her worst nightmare was about to be over. Once she got her socks on, she saw Rosa handing her boots to her. She quickly put them back on and then looked at the soldier. “Rosa, thank you for wanting to help me. There is something I do want to say to you too…..” she told her with her voice getting emotional again.
Rosa wondered what was about to be said. Seeing the look of gratitude on La Diabla’s face was beautiful to see and figured she was going to thank her for wanting to go help save Isabel from Priscilla and Sylvia. “What is it?” she asked.
La Diabla saw the look on Rosa’s face and her eyes welled up with tears. She reached her hands forward and took Rosa’s into hers. She looked at the soldier and let some tears fall. “I just want to say I am so sorry. I am so sorry I was involved in your father’s death. I never intended anything to happen to him. I was cruel to you, and I just want to say I am so……so…….sorry. I hope one day you can forgive me. I know how hurt you are from that, and I feel absolutely terrible that I was part of that. Please. Just know I regret it with everything in my heart. I am so, so sorry…..” she told her and then let more tears fall.
Rosa felt her hands in La Diabla’s and wondered what was about to be said to her. She could see the tears coming down again and wondered why. Then she heard what La Diabla said. This woman was apologizing for what happened years ago. She heard that deep regret in her voice about being involved in her father’s death. She could hear the compassion, and it was a true heartfelt apology. She saw the woman crying and that made her start to cry. She remembered how much she loved her father and now the woman that was responsible was apologizing and asking for forgiveness. That hit her heart very hard, and she let go of La Diabla’s hands. She turned around and just let her own emotions out. She knelt down to the ground and just cried. The images of her father filled her mind, and she was heartbroken again. It was such a surreal moment. She always wondered if La Diabla enjoyed her father’s murder. Now here she was, expressing regret and sorrow for her actions. It wasn’t going to bring her father back, but it felt nice to hear that apology. She let out a few sobs and her heart was hurting but also happy. The outlaw was taking responsibility for her actions. For so long she hated this woman and here she was, feeling terrible for doing that. She then stood up and looked at La Diabla who was crying profusely. Rosa had no idea what she was going to do after they found Isabel, but right now, she felt some gratitude for this admission of guilt. Her father always talked to her about forgiving others even when they wronged you. It was better to forgive than to hold hate in the heart. Those lessons from her father filled her mind because the one person she truly hated was now confessing and asking for forgiveness. Seeing her cry during this moment let her know that she was truly regretful and sincere. She then tried to compose herself because even though the moment was very emotional, she had to provide some help. “Thank you…..Thank you for saying that to me. We can talk later. Right now, it is time we go save Isabel. Let’s go find your mother.” she told her.
La Diabla wiped her eyes as she saw Rosa standing before her. She truly felt heartbreak and wanted to apologize for her actions so long ago. She owed that to her. She wanted to let Rosa know she was not that same woman anymore. She was still an outlaw, and she still loved the lifestyle, but she was not that same evil woman. She got off the table and looked Rosa in the eyes. The incredible feeling of gratitude filled her soul, and this was something she was never going to forget. She truly hoped she would be forgiven, but if she had to go to jail, then so be it. As long as Isabel was safe, nothing else mattered to her. She nodded her head towards and had a slight smile. “Let’s go. Thank you, Rosa. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.” she told her.
Rosa nodded her head in acceptance and figured it was time to get started. It was time to possibly find where Isabel could be, and she needed to ask some questions. She knew that with this kind of moment, she could also fulfill another mission. Rescuing Darby. “Ok, I know you don’t know where she is. But let’s find the women that took her. I think we will need additional help as well. Let’s find Darby. I am sure she would be willing to help you find Isabel. We will need her for this mission.” she asked.
La Diabla heard those words and her heart filled with love. She could use this moment to also rescue the woman she was in love with and knew that Darby would definitely help her find her mother and rescue her. She knew Rosa had no idea about their connection, and it didn’t matter. It was time to get help. “Darby was last inside the same building where we…….well, last saw each other in this town days ago. But she was surely moved. That was Priscilla’s plan. She wanted to move Darby back to her hotel room at Hotel Del Sol. They might be there now. I wanted to take a walk, but when I came back, I was to help move her. Since I have been away, my guess is they already moved her.” she answered.
“Ok, let’s do this. We will go to the hotel, then we will free Darby. She would help us find your mother. She is the most noble deputy I have ever seen.” Rosa said with a smile. She thought about her time with the famous deputy, and she felt proud. She learned a lot from being around her and knew that once she got her involved, Isabel was sure to be found. Then she remembered her meeting with her own companions. It was time to get them involved. If La Diabla’s information was right, then they would need as many people helping as possible. “Oh, I do have some friends of Darby with me. We will meet up with them. Let me explain your presence because they might be frightened.” she said.
“Ok. Yes, the more the merrier. I have battled Darby before. I know how tough she is. I am sure she will help me find my mother. Who are these other ladies?” La Diabla asked. She still had to pretend that she did not know Darby on a personal level to keep their secrets safe and to prevent Darby from getting in trouble. She wondered who came along with Rosa, so she could prepare herself.
“Two wonderful ladies. One of them is Darby’s apprentice as a matter of fact. Becky Lockhart. The other is, and it is unbelievable that she is so talented at fighting, because she is a maid. Her name is Kylie Rockford. Both are determined to find Darby and bring her home. Let’s go meet them.” Rosa said. She felt proud of her companions and looked forward to doing a rescuing of both Darby and Isabel. It was such a great honor to free some sex slaves, now it was time to finish the job.
La Diabla heard the two names, and she was surprised. She knew she had to play it off when they were introduced. She didn’t want Rosa to know she was friends with both of them as well. She didn’t want any of them to get in trouble because they knew her on a personal level. She nodded her head and took a deep breath. “Ok, let’s go meet them.” she said.
Rosa smiled and then started to leave the premises. It was surreal that she was walking with La Diabla, and the outlaw was not in cuffs. That confrontation was highly emotional for both of them, and now they were working together. She knew that if anyone had ever told her that she and the outlaw would be partners, she would definitely laugh them off. But here they were, and she hoped they were successful. She still could not believe that there was such humanity in La Diabla. She was determined to find her mother. That emotional pain that the outlaw showed really affected her heart, just like her own emotional pain was there as La Diabla apologized for being involved in her father’s murder. She wondered what was going to happen after this mission was done. Rosa looked around the town as she was so deep in her thoughts and then she saw the area where she was supposed to meet Becky and Kylie. She saw them standing there and she stopped in her tracks. She had to prepare those two to see La Diabla and not wanting to take her down. She turned towards La Diabla and put her hand up in the air. “Hey, I see them over there. Let me get them ready to meet you, then you can come over. I don’t want them to panic.” she advised.
“I understand. I will wait right here.” La Diabla replied. She watched as Rosa then walked towards Becky and Kylie. She prayed that they did not tell Rosa they knew her. She felt a little nervous, but also a little excited. Her friends were here to help her and rescuing the two women that meant so much to her was now a possibility. For the first time in days, she felt hopeful.
Rosa walked up to both Kylie and Becky and smiled. It was good to see them, and she hoped her own emotional toll did not show on her face. “Hey ladies! You made it back.” she said with a smile.
“Yeah, we are back. But we don’t have good news. We didn’t find Darby.” Kylie said. She felt anxious because they knew finding Darby was going to be difficult and they had to find her soon. She looked at Rosa’s face and could see her skin was flush. It looked like she had been crying because her eyes were a little red. “What about you? Did you find anything? Are you ok? Your eyes look red.” she asked.
Rosa felt embarrassed that Kylie noticed, and figured it was time to let them know. “I did find something, or should I say, someone. I think I know where Darby is, and I have to help this person with someone else. Now, I am going to introduce you to her. I do not want you to panic. It will be ok, and she will help us.” she told them, hoping they did not panic.
“What is it? Ya found someone that seen Darby? Who?” Becky asked. She felt excited because they could find Darby and bring her back home. All she could think about was finding her mentor and now she had a chance.
“I am calling her over now.” Rosa told them, then motioned her hand in a direction. She felt a little nervous and then prepared herself for this strange introduction. She really hoped that Becky and Kylie would be understanding and willing to work with a notorious outlaw. “Remember, be calm.” she instructed.
Becky looked over and saw a woman approaching. Her eyes went wide because she recognized who it was. It was La Diabla! That blew her mind because Rosa was the one who was absolutely determined to take her down, and now she was told that they would be working together. She heard what Kylie said about Rosa crying and now she wondered what happened. “Is that who I think it is?” she asked.
Kylie saw La Diabla approaching and her jaw dropped. She had no idea that Rosa would be willingly introducing La Diabla to them after all that talk about taking her down and her being extremely evil. She couldn’t wait to hear that story. She also prepared herself not to know the outlaw, since Rosa wanted to introduce them. Keeping the relationship with La Diabla was a priority and unless told otherwise, she was going to keep it a secret. “It is her….” she said softly.
Rosa saw that La Diabla had made it to their group and it was time for introductions. She felt nervous, but they had to do this and then get ready for action. “Becky, Kylie, I want to introduce you to La Diabla. You are probably wondering why we are going to work with her. She knows where Darby might be located, and she is willing to help us free her. It is a long story, but I believe her.” she told them.
“Nice to meet the both of you. I am here to help you rescue Darby.” La Diabla said, then stuck out her hand for a handshake. She had to pretend this was the first time they ever met and gave both of them a knowing look.
“Um, nice to meet ya too. So, ya want to help us find Darby? That is nice of ya and thank ya for helping.” Becky replied as she shook La Diabla’s hand. It was a mind-blowing moment for her but knew they had to pretend they did not know each other. She really wanted to know the story behind this alliance. It was really strange seeing Rosa, of all people, wanting to work with La Diabla.
“Nice to meet you. I am glad you want to help.” Kylie said as she shook La Diabla’s hand. She looked at her face and she could also see that she had been crying. Her eyes were red, and she could see tear stains on the cheeks. She wondered what happened between those two ladies. They were enemies and if they were both crying, something major had to take place between them.
“So, from what La Diabla told me, Darby might be at Hotel Del Sol. Priscilla Montenegro and the assassin Sylvia are behind everything. Once we free Darby, we have one more mission to do. Someone else needs our help and that is what we will do in return for La Diabla helping rescue Darby. She will tell you.” Rosa explained. She felt her adrenaline starting to rise in her body because it was mission time. There was sure to be confrontation and had to get psyched up. Now it was time to tell Becky and Kylie what the other mission was. She really hoped they would understand.
“There’s someone else that needs our help? Who?” Becky asked. She looked at La Diabla’s face again and saw how emotional it was starting to get.
La Diabla felt her heart in her throat because she was about to tell her friends about who they had to find. She swallowed hard and looked at the two of them. “I need your help. Once we rescue Darby, I need you to help me find my mother. She was kidnapped by Priscilla and could be in danger. I have to find her. I have to save her. I need your help.” she told them and felt her eyes welling up with tears again.
Kylie’s jaw dropped when she heard that news. La Diabla’s mother was kidnapped by evil Priscilla. That was the reason why the outlaw seemed so emotional. Her heart went out to her, and she definitely knew she was going to help her now. She desperately wanted to hug her but held back. “Your mother? Priscilla kidnapped your mother? You poor thing…..” she said and felt her own emotions starting to come out.
“Yer mother was taken? That’s….that’s terrible.” Becky said in shock. She felt her own heartstrings being pulled because that must have been extremely hard on her friend. She saw the emotion on her face, and she wished she could hug her to comfort her. She now knew their mission was about to be very personal. Not only did they have to save the woman she admired so much, but now she had to rescue the mother of her friend.
“Thank you. I just want her back. I truly appreciate you both wanting to help. We will free Darby, then we will find my mother. I got to find her. She means…..the world to me.” La Diabla said then felt a tear fall from her right eye. She wanted to keep her composure and seeing her friends made her want to let it all go, but she still had to pretend.
Kylie almost let all her emotions out when she saw that tear. After the outlaw helped her and guided her through her own trouble, there was nothing she wouldn’t do for her. Seeing her so sad and emotional made her want to find Priscilla and help end her. She nodded her head and wiped her eyes as they were tearing up. “We will find your mother. I swear with everything I have, we will find her, and she will be safe again.” she said with conviction in her voice.
“Yeah, I promise ya. We will find her. She will be ok. I know it.” Becky added. She felt herself really being affected seeing La Diabla cry. She had never seen her so emotional, and it was breaking her heart. She knew that no matter what, Darby and La Diabla’s mother were going to be rescued. She truly knew what this mission was about, and she knew they just could not fail.
Rosa felt good seeing how Becky and Kylie were ready to help La Diabla. Those two had big hearts and hearing about La Diabla’s mother had to affect them. It was time to do the right thing and go rescue Darby, then save Isabel. She looked at La Diabla and saw the emotion on her face. It was still strange seeing her so full of emotion. “Ok, let’s go. Time to free Darby then we find Isabel.” she told her.
“I am grateful to all of you. Thank you so much. It means the world to me. Let’s go get Darby. Follow me….” La Diabla said, then started to head in the direction of Hotel Del Sol. She saw Rosa taking the lead in the walk and she felt comforted knowing that she had a chance to rescue the two women she loved deeply. She looked over at Becky and Kylie and saw the emotion on their faces. It meant the world to her that they were helping her in her greatest need. She wished Gabby and Veronica were here, but these two were perfect for the job as well.
Rosa continued to walk, and she felt nervous. The hotel was just around the corner, and she grew nervous. There could be a gunfight, and there were so many people around. She was thinking of a plan because surely if Darby was in this hotel, there could be a major battle. It took a few more minutes and now they were just outside of the hotel. It was time to do their job. She looked at the three ladies and she steeled her nerves. “Ok, here we are. Now, it could be a very dangerous situation, so we have to be smart about this. I say myself and Becky will go find the room. La Diabla, you and Kylie will stay out here. In case we flush them out, you will be waiting to take them down. I don’t know much about Priscilla or Sylvia, so anything could happen. In fact, stay inside the lobby. We might have to yell for you to come up just in case. Ladies, this could be it. We could rescue Darby which will definitely make our other mission in better position to be successful. Becky are you ready?” she asked.
“I am definitely ready for this. It is time we saved Darby. Let’s go.” Becky said and then felt her nerves getting stronger. She knew this could be a very dangerous situation. This is what she trained for. She was successful against Thalia’s gang, and now she had to be ready to rescue Darby. It was hard to believe this was the second time she had to go save her mentor, and she was determined. She followed Rosa inside the hotel and right when she went inside, she looked over at La Diabla and Kylie. “We will be right back.” she told them confidently.
Rosa walked up to the front desk and saw a burly man sitting behind it. She was happy she wore her Rurales uniform, so he probably would be more cooperative. “Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me with something. Official business for the Rurales.” she told him.
The man looked up and saw this beautiful woman standing before him. He saw the Mexican Rurales uniform and it surprised him. He was not aware of any female members of the Rurales, and he looked at her funny. “You’re a member of the Rurales?” he asked.
“Yes, I am. Now, I wanted to know if a woman named Priscilla Montenegro is here. She rented a room here. She might have come with other guests as well.” Rosa requested. She felt her heart beating faster because once she learned the location, it could be a major fight in her hands. She thought about the hotel guests and prayed nothing violent happened.
“Why should I tell you?” the man asked. He didn’t want to take orders from a woman.
“I am part of the Mexican Rurales. If you do not comply with my requests, I will simply bring in my superior officer, Armando Gonzales, and you can explain to him why you are not cooperating on official Rurales business. Or should I bring in Mayor Navarro and you can tell him why you are not listening to the bodyguard of Lorena Navarro.” Rosa told him. She had her voice speak in a very strong tone. She had to make sure she intimidated this man into giving her the information.
The man had a shocked look on his face when he heard those names. Those were all very important and powerful people in this town. The woman was wearing that uniform, so he decided not to take a chance of angering someone of the famed Rurales. “Ok, I am sorry! Forgive me. No need to contact them. Let me see if there is a Priscilla Montenegro.” he told her, then started going through a notebook.
Rosa breathed a sigh of relief. She needed everything to go smoothly in order for this to work. The one thing she knew she had was the element of surprise. She saw the man looking through the notebook, then he looked up at her. “Is she here?” she asked.
“Yes, there is a guest named Priscilla Montenegro here. I remember her, now. She came earlier with another woman. They are in room 2B on the second floor. Um, please tell the mayor he is always welcomed to come here for a visit.” the man told her.
“Thank you. I will definitely let him know how helpful you were.” Rosa said, then flashed a smile. She was very happy that there was in fact confirmation that Priscilla was in this hotel. Now she had a room, and it was time for action. She looked over at La Diabla and Kylie who were standing in the lobby area. She winked at them and then looked at Becky. “Ok Becky, it is time. Are you ready?” she asked.
Becky was still trying to calm her nerves and nodded her head. If she was to ever become a deputy, she had to get used to moments just like this. It was time to rescue Darby and perhaps end the evil reign of Priscilla. “Yeah, I am ready. Let’s go get her.” she replied.
Rosa nodded her head, then headed towards the staircase. She felt her heart beating very fast and she was ready to pull her gun at any moment in case they encountered Priscilla or even Sylvia on the way there. She had no idea what Sylvia looked like, and only vaguely remembered seeing a picture of Priscilla. She made it to the second floor and now her heart was beating even faster. She knew Becky was right behind her and then went down the long hallway. Her eyes saw the room numbers on the door, and they were descending. That meant the room was at the end of the hallway. Once they got there, she looked at Becky. “Ok, here we are. It sounds quiet in there. I hope Darby is in there.” she said.
“Me too. If she is not, then we have to start from scratch. Ok, I am ready.” Becky said, then pulled out her gun as she saw Rosa draw hers. She felt her heart beating out of her chest and she prepared for the worst. The lessons Darby taught her came to mind and she prepared herself.
Rosa knocked on the door and didn’t hear a sound. She knocked on the door again and called out to say that she was room service. She thought she heard something in there, but it was muffled. It seemed like someone was indeed inside. Her mind wondered if a tied-up Darby was in there and she was trying to call out for help. She knew it was time to kick in the door and prepare for a fight. She stood in front of the door and looked at Becky. She nodded her head then looked at the door. She counted to three, and when she did, she kicked the door in! The door opened up and she pointed her weapon. “Priscilla! Sylvia!! Put your hands up!” she yelled.
Becky was ready for action as she saw Rosa kick in the door. She heard her yell and was surprised that she did not hear a sound. Then she heard a muffled sound, and her nerves were on edge. She watched Rosa enter inside and she followed her. When she went in, there was a nice room inside and there was no backlash. Then her eyes saw someone on the bed, and she was stunned. “What the?” she called out.
Rosa entered the room and expected to either have someone screaming, shooting or trying to fight her, but there was nothing. She heard a muffled sound, and she looked inside, there was no one ready to pounce. It was a nice-looking room, but then her eyes saw the bed. She saw someone on the bed. It was a woman, and she was tied up. Her arms were behind her back, and her legs were wrapped. She wore a black dress, with a red sash for a belt. She saw the reddish color boots and the long black hair, with gray streaks in it. The woman had a gag in her mouth and her eyes looked like they were filled with terror. That was definitely not Darby but wondered who it was. She saw Becky in the room and told her to keep guard while she attended to this trapped woman. She sat down and then reached for the gag. “Hey there…..don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. You are going to be ok. Tell me, what is your name?” she asked the woman as she pulled out the gag from her mouth.
“Isabel…my name is Isabel. W-Who are you? Where is Priscilla?” Isabel asked as she felt that gag come out of her mouth. She had been inside this room for hours after returning back to Ciudad Azteca. The last few days were a total nightmare for her. After Priscilla and her associates tormented her, she was their prisoner. She remembered seeing her daughter being frightened when there was a knife to her throat. Ever since that moment, she lived in true fear. She was moved to Priscilla’s home until she was forced to return here. Priscilla had told her that her business partner was back. She had no idea what her fate was going to be, but the men of the Montenegro gang frightened her. They would make very crude comments about doing very nasty things to her. Priscilla kept them at bay, and no one touched her, but she was absolutely terrified. Isabel was happy she was away from them, but if she was brought back to this town, she knew something was up. When she heard the door burst open, she had no idea who it was and saw these two women entering. She recognized the uniform of the Rurales and wondered if they were there to rescue her.
Soundtrack song: Ed Sheeran "I See Fire" https://www.youtube. com/watch?v=2fngvQS_PmQ&list=RD2fngvQS_PmQ&start_radio=1 (remove space)
Rosa’s heart nearly stopped when she heard the name. They had been looking for Darby, but instead she found the mother of La Diabla. Her own emotions started to rise, and she felt happiness. This woman was found to be in one piece. She couldn’t believe her luck. She then remembered who was downstairs, waiting for this moment. She looked towards Becky and smiled. “Becky!! Go get her. Bring her up here.” she told her.
Becky looked at the woman and wondered who Isabel was. She saw the woman’s frightened face and it did look familiar. When she heard Rosa telling her to go get someone, she suddenly realized who that woman was. It had to be La Diabla’s mother! Her own excitement grew, and she dashed out of the door. “I will get her!!!!” she screamed.
“I am Rosa Mendoza. I am a member of the Rurales. Oh Isabel, I have been looking for you. Your friends came to me to tell me that you were missing. I am so glad I found you!” Rosa told her. She was still shocked that the woman she thought was kidnapped by La Diabla was actually the mother of the outlaw, and they were trying to find her. It made her very emotional and she could not wait until mother and daughter were reunited. She looked at Isabel’s face and she could see the resemblance between the two. She saw how beautiful Isabel looked, even though she looked so scared. Her adrenaline was spiking, and she was very excited. “Here, let me get these ropes off of you. You are safe now!” she yelled out.
Isabel started to feel emotional as she realized that her nightmare was about to be over. This brave woman was setting her free. She got excited and felt her entire soul being uplifted. She felt her wrists getting set free and finally, for the first time in days, she was free! She saw Rosa untying her legs and once the ropes were free, she sat up and looked at the brave woman. She felt her eyes welling up with tears of happiness because she was no longer going to be a prisoner. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Rosa. She hugged her tight and kissed her on the cheek. “Thank you. Thank you so much. You saved my life.” she said in a soft voice.
Rosa felt herself getting a little emotional when feeling this hug. It was such a loving hug, and she could tell by Isabel’s emotions, the poor woman went through a lot. It felt really good to help her and now she couldn’t wait to see when Isabel’s daughter arrived. The hug broke and she saw that look of happiness on Isabel’s face. “It was my pleasure. Your friends were so worried about you. I can’t wait for you to see the ones that love you most.” she told her.
Becky almost fell down the stairs rushing to go see La Diabla. It was still mind blowing that she met the outlaw’s mother. She couldn’t wait to bring her up there and see mother and daughter reunited. After learning that Isabel was kidnapped and seeing that pain on La Diabla’s face made this moment even better. She saw Kylie and La Diabla standing there, and she waved her hands. “Hey!!! Come now! You got to see this!” she called out.
La Diabla saw Becky frantically waving her hands and smiled because she heard Becky nearly falling down the stairs. She remembered Darby telling her that Becky could be clumsy and she saw it a few times. She saw the excitement on her face, and it meant one thing. She found Darby!! That excited her because the woman she opened her heart to was found! She looked at Kylie, then started to race towards the stairs. She followed Becky up to the second floor with Kylie right behind her. She went down the long hallway and when they got to the door, she saw Becky stopping. She saw the look on her face, and she had such a huge grin. “Becky? Is she in there?” she asked.
“Go look for yerself.” Becky said with a huge smile. She could not wait to see this reunion. She felt her nerves going crazy and she was so excited.
La Diabla wondered why Becky just didn’t go inside the room, but she decided to just go in first. She could not wait to see Darby and give her such a hug. She also wanted to beg for forgiveness for not helping her when Sylvia and Pricilla were torturing her. She made it to the doorway and looked inside. She saw Rosa kneeling down by the bed, then she saw a woman sitting on the bed. Her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide with total shock! She froze in place, and everything seemed to just stand still. She saw that beautiful face. She saw that black hair with the grey streaks. She saw that black dress with the red sash and those reddish boots. Her heart burst with love and joy as she realized who it was. “Mama? Is….is that you?” she said in total shock.
Isabel looked at Rosa’s sweet face and had so much gratitude for her. She then heard a noise by the door and saw Becky. She saw her looking down in the hallway and then a figured appeared in the doorway. She saw the long black hair, a very beautiful face and all black clothing. Her heart stopped and her eyes went wide. It was her daughter. Salem Veracruz. She heard that voice and she couldn’t believe it. She remembered seeing how angry her daughter was when she was presented as a prisoner with a knife to her throat. Now, she saw her beautiful daughter and she slowly stood up. She felt her entire body shaking and a warmth of love flowed through her. “Salem? Mija? Is that you?” she called out.
La Diabla nearly broke out into hysterical tears seeing her mother. She was standing there, and she was free. Her emotions overwhelmed her and she ran to her mother. She reached out her arms and saw her mother’s arms opened as well. She embraced her tightly and hugged her with so much love. This was the moment she had dreamed of for so long. It was sheer agony worrying about her and now, she was safe and in her arms. “Mama….it’s me! It’s me!!!!” she said with her voice cracking with emotion.
“MIJA!!!!! Dios Mio, I love you so much. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!” Isabel shouted as she felt that hug. She wrapped her arms around her daughter and hugged her tight. This was a moment that she loved with everything she had. To be reunited with her daughter after such a horrible ordeal. She felt herself crying as they were holding each other. “You’re here….you’re here….” she cried.
Rosa watched as mother and daughter hugged each other and it was such a beautiful scene. She heard the two women crying and telling each other how much they loved each other. It was still surreal seeing someone like La Diabla expressing so much loving emotion. This entire encounter blew her mind, and she didn’t know what to think. She felt very happy for both women. She saw Becky and Kylie come into the room and she smiled at them. “This is beautiful.” she told them.
Becky watched La Diabla and Isabel hugging each other and crying. It really was a beautiful scene, and she felt her own emotions coming out. She could tell just how much torment each of them went through and now they were together again. “I am so happy right now.” she said softly.
Kylie felt herself crying seeing the two women hugging. She adored La Diabla and watching her in so much pain crushed her. Now, she was reunited with her mother, and it was extremely beautiful. She felt so happy, and she wiped her eyes. “Yes, it is beautiful. I am so glad we found her. Wow, look at them. That is love.” she said.
La Diabla did not want to let go of her mother. This was the moment she longed for, and she never wanted to let her go. She then moved her body so she could look at her mother’s face, but still had her arms wrapped around her. She saw that smile and she felt her heart melting. “Mama…are you ok? Are you hurt?” she asked.
“No mija, I am not hurt. I am ok. You’re here. My little baby is here.” Isabel said with love in her voice. She looked at her daughter’s face and loved it. She could see the love in her eyes and that smile. Nothing could have felt better in this moment but to see that happy face. “I should ask you. Are you ok?” she asked.
“Yes, I am ok. I have you now. I was worried sick that Priscilla did more things to you. Mama, I love you. I love you so much.” La Diabla said, then hugged her mother once again.
“I love you more than life itself, mija.” Isabel whispered. She hugged La Diabla tighter, and she felt so happy. She saw the others in the room, and she smiled. “Thank you. Thank you for bringing Salem to me. I love you all for this.” she told them.
“No, we want to thank…..Salem…..for bringing us to you. She really wanted to find you. I am so happy, Isabel. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Rosa said, making sure she used La Diabla’s real name instead of her moniker since she was in front of Isabel.
La Diabla looked at her friends and smiled. The sheer amount of gratitude she felt for them at this moment was immeasurable. They all helped make this moment happen and she would be eternally grateful. “Thank you all. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.” she told them.
Rosa smiled back hearing those words and despite their personal history, she was very happy that this reunion happened. Now, it was time to have another reunion and get Darby back. If Isabel was in this room, then they still had to search for Darby. “Hey, you two can stay here. But, um, Salem, can you take a moment for us to start trying to find Darby?” she asked.
La Diabla heard the question and realized she still had to go find Darby. Seeing her mother was the best feeling in the world, but she also had to find the woman she was in love with. She let go of her embrace and faced Rosa. She didn’t want to leave Isabel, but she had to go find Darby as well. “Yes, we need to find her. I thought she was going to be here. Unless they are still waiting for me to go help move her here. Which means, they could still be at the building I last saw them.” she replied.
“Tell us where that building is and we will go check it out. You can stay here with Isabel. We got this.” Rosa said. She knew mother and daughter wanted to stay with each other, but she still had to do her mission.
“No, I will go with you. Now that I know my mother is safe, I can help you go after them now. I want to find Darby as well. Plus, there is a matter of the women who kidnapped both Darby and my mother. Time for them to pay…..” La Diabla said, then felt that anger rising. She realized that now that her mother was safe, she was no longer under obligation to do whatever Priscilla instructed her to do. Now she was free to finally fight those women and destroy each and every one of them for making her life more miserable than she ever experienced before.
“Are you sure? I think we can handle it. Be with your mother.” Rosa responded. She loved that encounter and wanted them to stay together. She knew that La Diabla’s expertise would come in handy, but she did not want to interrupt the reunion.
“No, I have to do this. I have to find Darby.” La Diabla told her. She then looked at her mother and smiled. She lifted her right hand to her mother’s left cheek and softly caressed it. “Mama, I have to go help find my friend. I will be right back. This I swear……” she told her.
“Go mija, go save your friend. I will be fine. Now that I know you are safe and you saved me, I am going to be just fine.” Isabel said. She remembered being told about Darby from La Diabla and hoped that she could go find her. This was important for her, and she wanted everything to finally work out.
La Diabla leaned in and kissed her mother’s cheek. She loved her with all of her heart and now it was time to focus. She turned around and looked at Kylie. She walked up to her and smiled. “Hey, I was wondering if you could watch my mother. I know you want to find Darby as well, but I need to make sure she will be ok.” she asked.
“Of course I will. I will guard her with my life…..” Kylie responded. She wanted to battle with the other ladies and find Darby, but she also knew that Isabel was someone that La Diabla wanted to protect. She was willing to do anything to help her, and she felt honored to be the one to help her.
“Ok, let’s do this. Now, the good news is, they don’t know I have my mother back, so we have the element of surprise. I can just walk in there and keep them distracted. That’s when you two come in and we handle business. Now, when we finish, please remember……..Priscilla is mine.” La Diabla said with a snarl on her face. Knowing Isabel was safe made her even more determined to finish her rival once and for all. There would be no mercy for that woman. She was going to pay the ultimate price for kidnapping her mother.
“Salem? I know you are about to go find Priscilla, but I am coming too. I owe her…..” Isabel said as she heard the plans being discussed. She knew her daughter was heading into danger and after this ordeal, she felt the urge to protect her.
“Mama, no!!! You are not getting involved in that fight! It is too dangerous. I just got you back. If anything were to happen to you, I would die.” La Diabla said as she heard her mother wanting to get involved in the fight. She knew how dangerous Sylvia was and there was no way she was going to allow her mother to be put in harm’s way.
“She’s right. The women we are going after are too dangerous. Senora Veracruz, it is much safer for you to not get involved.” Rosa said. She admired the fight within Isabel, but she agreed with her daughter. Now she understood where La Diabla might have gotten her instincts to fight from. It was too dangerous of a fight. She was even glad that Kylie would be watching Isabel because she was a civilian of sorts and did not want her to get hurt as well. She knew La Diabla was dangerous, and Becky had some experience in law enforcement, so she wanted just those three to take care of the fighting.
Isabel understood what they were telling her, but her instincts wanted to protect her only child. It was hard to do, but she had to let her fight the battle. “Ok, fine. But I am not staying here. They could still come back. I will be close by. I won’t go inside the building you are talking about, but I will be nearby. Is that, ok?” she asked.
“Yeah, I guess we can do that.” La Diabla said. She did not want her mother anywhere near the fight, but she also knew her mother could be stubborn and loved her for wanting to fight as well. She then turned towards Rosa and Becky. “Ok, let’s do this.” she told them.
Soundtrack song: Kaleo "Way down we go" https://www.youtube. com/watch?v=0-7IHOXkiV8&list=RD0-7IHOXkiV8&start_radio=1 (remove space)
“Let’s go. I think it is time for us to finally finish this and get Darby back.” Rosa said as she nodded her head towards the outlaw. They all walked out of the room and started to head down the hallway. She looked to her right and to her left. She was with some of the finest fighters, and she felt proud that as women, they were about to go into battle together. She even had the most dangerous female outlaw with her and that gave her confidence. It was still unbelievable that they were joining forces. Just the day before she wanted to arrest her and put her in jail. Now, after rescuing her mother, they were working together to do some good together. They were going to rescue Darby and take down Priscilla and Sylvia. They were now out of the hotel and headed down the street. Her confidence soared and she was excited.
Becky was nervous, yet confident. This was a huge moment for her. She was working with an outlaw that was very skilled and dangerous and a woman from the famed Mexican Rurales. It was such an odd combination of women, but she was here, and this could be her moment to shine. She wanted to find Darby and finally put an end to this sex trafficking ring by capturing the leaders. It was her second time working with La Diabla in a fight and she was excited. She knew the outlaw was determined to save Darby as well. Seeing her with that anger on her face was a welcome sign. She took deep breaths and looked forward to the action.
La Diabla saw the abandoned building coming up. The same building that already had so many memories for her. Memories that were terrible. Now was her chance to exorcise those bad memories and do some good. She wondered if they were all in there so this battle could end. She knew Kylie and Isabel were close by, but right now, it was just herself, Becky and Rosa. She stopped by the door and faced her partners. “Ok, I am about go in there. I will give a signal for you to enter. Ladies, it is time we end this. It is time we finish these women once and for all. Again, Priscilla is mine…..” she told them.
Rosa heard that determination in her voice and she smiled. It seemed like a great plan, and she was ready. They did have the element of surprise on their side, and it was time to finish this. “Ok, good luck in there. We will wait for you to call us. Be careful.” she told her.
Sylvia was resting in a chair and looking at Pilar. They had both just got back from the empty Pablo’s shoe repair place that is now holding Darby. La Diabla had gone for a walk but was taking too long. Priscilla was very impatient and had them move the deputy to the new location. This was the final night she was going to be in Mexico. She was going to let Priscilla figure out what to do next with the sex trafficking ring. Her number one goal was to bring Darby to Christos. Now that Darby was a broken mess, she could finally go back to Greece. She came back to this location with Pilar because La Diabla was supposed to return. They had to make sure she was back because there was more work for her to do. She smiled when Priscilla said she would stay with Darby. When she left, she saw Priscilla wriggling her fingers towards Darby’s helpless pink feet and knew the deputy was going to be laughing a lot. “Where is she? She should have been back by now.” she said to Pilar.
“I know! I’m telling you, that bitch is hardheaded. I know Priscilla is going to make her pay for her lack of focus. Crying over her stupid girlfriend getting tortured. Hehehe” Pilar joked. She knew Priscilla was very upset at La Diabla and couldn’t wait to see what kind of punishment would happen. She was also told to clean up this building and make sure no evidence was left showing that Darby was once in here. They had taken Darby’s clothes with them, but it was good to double check. “I don’t see anything of hers either. Do you see anything left of Darby?” she asked.
“Not yet. I will say, this place gave me great memories. What we did to Darby was fun. I mean, it was truly fun breaking her and making her suffer. I still can’t believe how pretty she is. I hate her, but she does have a very attractive body, and those feet? I could play with them forever. Her pussy was absolutely perfect. I had no choice but to you know, relieve myself. Hehehe” Sylvia joked as she walked around the room. She remembered after they destroyed Darby and made her orgasm, her own lust was so high, she had to get release herself. She looked towards that room that was up the short set of stairs and thought about how hard she made herself orgasm by masturbating. She also looked forward to playing with Darby’s sexy body when they sailed back to Greece. Then she heard a noise. She looked towards the entrance with Pilar and wondered what was happening. She placed her hand on her gun and prepared to fight if necessary. Then she saw someone entering the room and she recognized her. It was La Diabla. “Oh, THERE YOU ARE!!!” she shouted.
Pilar saw La Diabla enter the room and her face still seemed flush. She wondered where she was and now, she could yell at her too. “Yeah, where were you? We were waiting forever!” she yelled.
La Diabla entered into the building and focused herself. She had to play off that she had freed Isabel and was still under Priscilla’s thumb. She felt anger in her body, and she liked that feeling. It took away any nervousness and she could focus. She saw both Sylvia and Pilar and her eyes immediately scanned the room. She hoped to see Darby and Priscilla, then they could finally have their final battle. She didn’t see either one, and she heard them yelling at her. “Sorry. The walk took longer than I thought. There is a fiesta going on and I needed to clear my head. You know I was not happy with what you did to Darby.” she told them.
Sylvia walked up to La Diabla and had a scowl on her face. She was not happy having to move Darby herself. The deputy was quite heavy, and she was still trying to relax after having such a mind numbing orgasm. “You should have been here! But no matter, you are here now.” she told her.
“Again, my apologies. Hey, where are Darby and Priscilla? I thought I was supposed to help take her to the hotel.” La Diabla asked. She was thrilled that Sylvia and Pilar were here, but her main goal was not. Neither woman that she wanted to address was here and she got nervous.
“We took her to a new location. Don’t worry about why. If you were here, then you would have known that.” Pilar shot back. She was angry at the outlaw and felt the urge to yell at her. She figured she could do it because as long as Isabel was a prisoner, La Diabla was helpless and under control. “You can at least help us look for any remaining evidence of Darby being here. Once we finish, then we go to the new location. Get started.” she instructed.
La Diabla was curious about where the new location was. Her heart went out to Darby and hoped she was ok. She also thought of something else. It appeared that it was just Priscilla and Darby alone together, and these two were alone here. This was her chance to take them down without any interference or threats to Darby’s life. Isabel was safe and now she could have her own personal revenge against these two. “How about I just go home now? I don’t feel like doing this. You already wrecked her and moved her. You don’t need me anymore.” She retorted, knowing full well they were about to get upset with her.
W-What did you say? Bitch, you better start looking! You know what will happen if you don’t obey me!” Pilar said in anger. She heard that flippant tone in La Diabla’s voice and it surprised her. She wondered if that walk had messed with the outlaw’s mind and it was time to get her back in line.
“How about you go fuck yourself?” La Diabla grinned and stared at Pilar. She wanted to beat that woman down more than Sylvia and this could be her chance. She saw the stunned look on both Sylvia’s and Pilar’s face and enjoyed it. The time was now, and revenge was finally here. “You look for it and if I were you, I would let Darby go. WE are going to take her home now….” she said, emphasizing the word “we” so that Rosa and Becky could enter the location.
Sylvia heard that response and her instincts went off. The outlaw seemed a bit too confident right now and being really defiant. The last time she saw her, she was an angry person, but she obeyed without too much pushback. She knew something was different and prepared herself. “Hey! What are you up to?” she asked.
Pilar was stunned that La Diabla used those terms at her. She saw the look of defiance and anger and that made her own anger rise. “Why you ungrateful bitch! I guess Isabel doesn’t mean anything to you! I guess you will just have to learn your place!” she yelled back.
“You will never touch my mother again…..” La Diabla said in a low, and angry tone. She was really excited about the possibility of finally destroying these two women. She felt herself in control again and now she could dish out the revenge she long waited for. Priscilla was with Darby, so there was no way she would know that she would take out Pilar and Sylvia. She then heard a noise and smiled. “It’s over bitches…..” she said with a grin.
Sylvia heard a noise and looked past La Diabla. Her heart stopped when she saw two women entering inside the building. She recognized one of them and now she was in a panic. It was Becky Lockhart! The other appeared to be dressed in a Mexican Rurales uniform. La Diabla had somehow managed to get allies and now she and Pilar were outnumbered and trapped. “What the fuck?” she said with some trepidation in her voice.
Rosa walked up next to La Diabla on her right-hand side and looked at both Pilar and Sylvia. She was feeling very confident now and these two women were finally going to pay a price for all the crimes they did. “Hello ladies. I suggest you surrender right now.” she told them.
Becky walked up to La Diabla and stood on her left-hand side. She looked at both Pilar and Sylvia. Her eyes went wide when she saw Sylvia. She remembered her from Plotsville. It meant that the entire time, that woman was lurking in the shadows and planning on all the cruel things she did. That got her own adrenaline soaring and she prepared herself for a fight. “Sylvia? Ya are the one who was doing all the evil?” she asked.
Sylvia heard the question, but she was more focused on the fact that there were three of them. She had her gun on her but those three also had guns. This was not an advantageous situation, and she had to think of something. She would definitely lose in a gunfight because they had the numbers. She could take one of them out, but the others would surely kill her. She saw the look on La Diabla’s face and that face of confidence unnerved her. This was going to be a real tricky situation because Pilar did not have a gun on her. “Hey! Listen to me. Perhaps we can work something out.” she told them, hoping to stall so she could come up with a plan of escape.
“No deal! You bitches are going to pay for EVERYTHING. First things first. Where is Darby?” La Diabla asked. Sylvia did not tell her where Darby was in their brief conversation and that was her focus. She had to find her lover and if she had to beat both of them down, she relished that opportunity. She saw that Sylvia still appeared calm, but Pilar looked really nervous. “Hey, fat bitch! Where did you take Darby?” she growled at her.
Pilar felt like all the blood was drained from her body when she saw Becky and Rosa appear. They were outnumbered and she did not have a weapon. All three had a look of confidence on their faces and she was trapped. La Diabla had somehow found allies, and she gulped. “Hey, um, she is safe right now. Let’s not get too crazy.” she replied.
“Obviously, you are hard of hearing. Where. Is. Darby?” La Diabla said with a snarl on her face. She looked at Pilar with a lot of contempt. That was the woman who had a knife to her mother’s throat. Now that her mother was free, there was nothing stopping her from taking that woman out.
Pilar started to tremble hearing that question. La Diabla seemed very focused on her and she was unarmed. She figured she might have to fight her way out of this. She remembered when Rosa had attacked the sex slave facility and if it wasn’t for Maria, she would have been captured then. She looked over at the soldier and had to know the fate of her friend. “Hey! Rurales! Where is my friend? Where is Maria?” she asked.
Rosa heard that question and then recognized Pilar’s face again. She remembered confronting her at the sex trafficking location and got into a fight with her. It was Maria that had provided a distraction to allow Pilar to escape. That made her smile that she definitely had the right woman. She also remembered how she got Maria to talk. That woman had no chance once her fingers went into her toes. “Maria? Oh, she is fine, I guess. Hehehehe she is in jail where she belongs. In fact, she was the one who told us that you were in Ciudad Azteca. So, I thank her for helping us out….” she said sarcastically.
Pilar’s heart sank when she heard that Maria was captured. It would also make sense that she ended up talking because there was no way these ladies would have known they were in Cuidad Azteca. A sense of dread and fear tore right through her body, and she looked over at Sylvia. That was her only ally, and she prayed she had a plan. She then looked back at the three ladies and saw how happy they looked. This was her last chance to be defiant. There was one more card for her to play and that was Darby’s fate. “I guess you will never know where she is. You kill me, and she disappears forever along with your mother!” she yelled back at La Diabla.
Sylvia heard the exchanges, and it bought her enough time to think of something. She was near a chair, and it was time for her to fight her way out of this. She could not be captured. If it was just La Diabla she would have been fine, but with two women with some law enforcement backgrounds, she definitely could not get captured. She saw that the trio of women were looking at Pilar, and she wrapped her hand around the top of the chair she was sitting in. Then with one quick movement, she grabbed the chair and swung it around her body. The chair went flying and crashed into Becky’s legs. That caused the others to look over to see what happened and she lunged forward. She had to engage in a physical fight, then perhaps draw her weapon and shoot her way out if necessary. “AAARRRGGGGHHHH!!!” she screamed as she rushed towards Becky.
Becky turned her head when she heard a noise and saw a chair heading towards her legs, she managed to get her arm down in time, but with the chair’s momentum, it crashed into her legs still and made her kneel down. Then she looked up and saw a charging Sylvia. She didn’t have time to get her gun out and she tried to use her arms to block a kick she was attempting. The woman’s boot struck her arms, and it made her fall backwards. “What the?” she called out.
La Diabla saw that chair flying and then saw Sylvia rushing towards them. She had to get involved or Becky was about to get kicked. She swung her fist towards the assassin, and it was blocked. Now they were in a physical fight, and she was excited for this. “YOU BITCH!!! YOU WANT TO FIGHT??” she yelled.
Rosa saw what was happening and then saw Pilar rushing towards her. The woman started to swing wildly and now all of them were in a fist fight. She ducked and dodged, trying to avoid those swinging fists. Pilar was a bigger woman so if her fist connected, it was going to hurt. She then saw Sylvia trying to throw a punch at her and suddenly they were all in a brawl. “What the hell?” she yelled out as fists were flying.
Sylvia tried to swing at both La Diabla and Rosa. She had to overwhelm them in order to get past them and she could escape. They then got into position where she was now facing both Rosa and La Diabla. They were both skilled fighters and she had to remember all of her training with learning how to be an assassin and also what Thalia and Helga showed her. She then saw Becky stand up and they were all moving around in the room. She had to calm herself because fighting two women were going to be difficult, but it was either winning this fight or go to jail. “You bitches are ready to dance?” she asked with a small smile.
Becky got back to her feet and with all the movement in the room, she suddenly found herself face to face with Pilar. The woman was much bigger than her, but not taller. She prepared herself for the fight. She saw La Diabla and Rosa facing Sylvia, so she knew they could handle the assassin. She could focus on Pilar and bring her down. She thought about her training with Darby and the other deputies. Ever since her battle in Ciudad Del Reina against Thalia’s gang, she had been practicing and training fighting techniques. She knew she had to get a lot better at it if she was to get into physical confrontations with men, just like her mentor was. She saw the anger on Pilar’s face and steadied herself. “I suggest ya give up now! I don’t wanna hurt ya too much.” she said with a smile.
“You stupid idiot! I am going to beat you down! You look just like Darby and when I am done with you, you are going to squeal like her….” Pilar threatened. She noticed the uncanny resemblance between Becky and Darby. She didn’t get to torture Darby, but Becky would do nicely. She looked a lot softer and a lot less experienced, so she was going to use her own fighting skills to take this woman down.
“I like to see ya try!” Becky said. Her adrenaline was flowing freely, and she saw a punch headed towards her. She blocked that punch, then did a counter punch just like she was taught. She felt her hand connect with the side of Pilar and heard that grunt. She wanted to take this woman down as quickly as possible, then force her to tell her where Darby was.
Sylvia looked at both Rosa and La Diabla. They were now on opposite ends of her body towards the sides. Rosa was on her left and La Diabla was on her right. She never had to fight two people before, but her freedom was on the line. She felt a little nervous and hoped she could take down one of them so she could handle the other. She saw them waiting for her and she knew she had to go first. It would be to her advantage if she did because if they both attacked her at the same time, she was done for. She figured the soldier might be the easier of the two, so she tried to do a side kick and stuck her booted foot out, but it was blocked and her ankle grabbed. That made her look at Rosa, and her plan didn’t work. Then she felt blow to the head from behind and it was La Diabla that hit her. It hurt a lot, and her ankle was let go. She fell to the floor for a moment, then got back to her feet. Both women had smiles on their faces, and she knew she was in trouble. “Damn you….” she said, looking at La Diabla.
La Diabla felt excited after striking Sylvia. She noticed that she didn’t move as well as Thalia. She had thought about fighting the Greek bounty hunter many times during the months following their two confrontations. Never before had she encountered someone with that kind of speed. Sylvia didn’t seem to have those traits. She also thought about her recent fight that she lost to Rosa. She didn’t want to lose twice within a close period of time, so she was ready for this one. With another capable fighter helping her, she was very confident they were going to take her down. “Hmmm…. You are definitely not Thalia. You are not Helga either. You are WAY easier….hehehehe” she taunted.
Rosa heard the taunts that La Diabla was giving Sylvia, and she couldn’t help but smile. It was still strange that she and the outlaw were partners right now, but she had to focus on defeating this woman. This woman was a trained assassin, so she was very dangerous. They had the upper hand right now, but she still had to be careful. She saw Sylvia standing up and wondered what she was about to do. “Come on, Sylvia. Make this easy for all of us. Just surrender. It’s over!” she yelled.
“I will never surrender to two inferior women such as you. Come on, let’s see what you got!” Sylvia said as she started to rush towards La Diabla. She knew she had to take out one of them. She had to do it quickly or she was in a world of trouble. She tried to punch away, but the outlaw was quick. She then dropped down and tried a leg sweep, but the outlaw jumped over her leg and suddenly she felt something hitting her from behind. She landed on her stomach and realized Rosa was on top of her. “GET OFF OF ME!!!!” she yelled out.
Rosa watched Sylvia go after La Diabla and she did not hesitate. They had to overwhelm her quickly before she could gain any kind of advantage. She felt the woman struggling beneath her and she tried to hold her arms. She looked up and saw La Diabla there and she needed her help. “Hey! I got her, take her gun and get her legs!” she yelled.
La Diabla was ready to strike Sylvia after she tried the leg sweep, but Rosa had tackled her. It surprised her, but after fighting that woman twice, she knew she had skills. She understood what they had to do, and she moved quickly. She saw the struggle on the ground and went over towards the waist area. She spotted Sylvia’s weapon and pulled it out. She slid it across the floor, far away from where they were. Then she grabbed the kicking ankles of the assassin and held her still. “Got her!!!!” she yelled out.
Rosa heard La Diabla shouting back and she dodged a back swinging elbow from Sylvia. She grabbed her wrists and quickly put them behind their back. She reached for her cuffs and got one on. Now she felt Sylvia was really struggling and this was going to be tough to cuff her. “HOLD STILL!!!” she yelled.
Sylvia felt herself on the ground and suddenly her ankles were grabbed. Now she was in full panic mode because they were about to subdue her. She could not be captured. She had managed to escape every single dangerous situation she had been in and didn’t want this to be the first time. She felt her arms behind her back and now she truly felt fear. She struggled as much as she could, but Rosa was very strong and without her legs being able to kick, she was done for. She felt her wrists being cuffed and now, she was trapped. Her anger went through the roof to also help hide her fear. “YOU BITCHES!!!! LET ME GO!!! I DEMAND YOU LET ME GO OR I WILL KILL YOU!!!” she threatened.
La Diabla held onto the ankles because even though Sylvia was cuffed, she could still be dangerous with her legs. She looked over at Rosa and nodded her head. “Hey, tie her legs with something!” she called out.
Rosa nodded her head because they did have to completely subdue the woman, or she could be trouble. She started to look around the room and that was when she noticed Becky fighting Pilar. That made her pause and wonder if she should go help her. Then a smile formed on her face when she saw how Becky was in control of her fight. “Hehehe get her, Becky.” she thought to herself, then went to look for ropes.
Becky was punching away at Pilar. She was faster than the heavier woman and all the skills she learned were now coming into play. Pilar wasn’t a disciplined fighter; she was more of a brawler. She evaded her punches and her counter punches kept connecting. Once Pilar hunched over from a blow to the stomach, she did a quick knee lift right into the opponent’s jaw which made her “stand up” again, then she reared her right hand back and punched Pilar right into the left jaw. She saw the woman spin around and then fall to the floor. Her eyes went wide as she just realized that she had won this fight. Pilar was down on the ground, and she was still standing. A surge of pride filled her body and her gap-toothed smile formed on her face. “I did it. I really did it.” she breamed.
Rosa saw the knockout blow and she smiled. It was nice to see how talented Becky was and how much she loved her assisting in this battle. She looked over at her and could see how happy she looked. She remembered that Becky was trying to become a deputy, and she made a mental note to tell Darby or Sheriff Dickerson how important she was in this moment. Now, they had both of Priscilla’s associates and that left just one more person. “Hey Becky, let’s find some ropes. Time to tie them up. We need to get them to tell us where Darby is! We can save her AND take care of Priscilla Montenegro!” she instructed.
“Ok, let me find some rope.” Becky said, then started to look around. As she looked around the room, she saw that Sylvia was on the ground with her hands cuffed behind her back and her ankles held by La Diabla. The realization that they had won hit her and she wanted to celebrate. She stopped herself because they still had to find Darby. She was still in Priscilla’s hands, and they had to find her.
La Diabla held onto the ankles and felt Sylvia squirming a lot. She got tired of the struggle and figured it was time to knock this woman out. She let go of the ankles and then rolled her over onto her back. She quickly straddled her before she could realize what was happening and then stared at her pretty face. This woman caused a lot of trouble for people, and she watched her torture Darby. Now it was her turn to pay a price. She moved her right fist back and smiled. “Nighty night, bitch.” she told her.
Sylvia felt her legs get free for a moment and before she could do anything, she was flipped over onto her back. She felt La Diabla now straddling her and with her arms behind her back she was helpless. She saw the fist coming towards her and before she was hit, she wanted to say one thing before she was struck. “Go to hell!”, she yelled, then saw blackness.
“You are coming with me……” La Diabla taunted as she knocked the woman out. She let out a deep sigh and felt good over what just happened. She was really grateful the fight didn’t last long. Having Rosa helping her made the difference. She was confident she could have beaten her by herself, but having a partner did make it easier. “Well now, that was fun. Hehehehe” she laughed.
Rosa heard La Diabla, and she chuckled. She saw that Sylvia was knocked out and, on her back, and Pilar was knocked out and on her stomach. They had won this battle but still had work to do. She needed them to tell them where Darby was, so they could finally end this nightmare. She was happy they rescued Isabel, captured more criminals and once they found Darby and took down Priscilla, the mission would be complete. She saw ropes on a table, and she was happy they found them. There weren’t that many but she just needed one to bind Sylvia’s legs. The rest could be used for Pilar. “Hey Becky, do you have any cuffs? There isn’t much rope, so if you do, it will help.” she inquired.
“Yeah, I got some. I took them just in case.” Becky said, then took them out. She then put Pilar’s arms behind her back and cuffed the wrists together. She felt so excited to be in this moment. She had apprehended a dangerous criminal and now it was interrogation time. “Now what do we do with them?” she asked.
“I got an idea. I think all of us know a particular interrogation method. Hehehehe I think it is time they got a taste of their own medicine.” Rosa suggested. She was excited about the possibility of torturing these two women like she used on others. It made her wonder if they were ticklish and would they give up the location of where Darby was.
“How about this? There is another room here. We should separate them. That way, they can’t encourage each other not to talk. If we keep them isolated, it will make them panic more. Since Sylvia is obviously the lighter of the two, we can take her into that room upstairs and leave the big one down here and put her on that table.” La Diabla suggested. She didn’t want to torture either woman in front of Rosa. She wanted to be cruel to them and law enforcement might not like that too much. She had a truce with the Mexican soldier and didn’t want to give her any reason to go after her.
“I like that. I like that idea a lot. We can play mind games with them too. Ok, let’s move her upstairs. Can you do it? Me and Becky can lift Pilar together onto the table. Oh, and who will tickle who?” Rosa asked. She liked the idea of torturing them separately and really looked forward to listening to them laugh uncontrollably. This adventure was definitely something she was always going to remember. She had tickle tortured several women on this journey and wouldn’t mind doing it one more time.
“How about you two take care of Sylvia? I am sure the two of you can get her to crack. I want Pilar. I have personal things with her and would LOVE to make her talk.” La Diabla suggested. She hated Sylvia for torturing Darby, but it was Pilar that annoyed her every step of the way. Pilar was the one who tormented Veronica. Pilar was the one who would talk trash to her, even though she was not in a position of power. She was just a minion. Pilar was also the one who had a knife to Isabel’s throat and that really made her angry. She truly wanted to torture Pilar. If it wasn’t for Rosa and Becky being here, and her mother was close by, she probably would have eliminated Pilar forever. She had to hold that type of anger within herself and just focus on the torture. She still had to find the woman who had her heart, and she vowed Pilar was going to tell her, even if Sylvia admitted it before her.
“Sounds like a plan. Ok, let’s get them ready. Becky. Can you grab her arms? I will get her legs.” Rosa instructed. She lifted up Pilar with Becky’s help and they got her on the table that was in this room. She then looked at the prone woman and grabbed the rope. She tied the legs together but left the upper body free since she was handcuffed. She looked over at La Diabla and saw her lifting Sylvia up from the ground and carrying her up the stairs. She figured she would help her since she had to climb some stairs. “Hey Becky, I will be right back.” she told her.
La Diabla managed to scoop Sylvia in her arms and started to carry her. She wasn’t too heavy but going up the stairs would be challenge, even if she was carrying Cheyenne. She then looked over and saw Rosa headed her way. She was grateful that the soldier wanted to help, and she held onto Sylvia’s torso while Rosa grabbed her legs. They both carried her up the stairs and arrived at the door. She remembered when she heard this door open and Isabel came out of it. Now she was going to enter the same room her mother was trapped in. She walked in and looked around. It appeared to be an office mixed with a storeroom. There was a desk up there, along with a table. There were shelves of supplies and a few chairs. They made it over to the table and rested Sylvia’s body on top of it. “Whew! She is heavier than she looks. Haha” she quipped.
Rosa placed Sylvia’s ankles on the table and took a breath. Carrying someone up the stairs was difficult, and she needed a break. She looked at the unconscious woman and stared at her face. She had to fight this woman, so she never really looked at her before. She noticed just how pretty her face was. It was odd for an assassin to be this beautiful, but figured she probably used her attractiveness to help set victims up. She thought about what it was going to be like to tickle this woman. She was a killer. That was her profession. But as she discovered with La Diabla, even criminals were really ticklish too. “Ok, let’s get her legs tied together. I definitely want this one to be tied down.” she said.
La Diabla watched as Rosa started to tie the legs. She wished she could watch Rosa tickle Sylvia silly, but it was time to torture Pilar. She really looked forward to that moment. She looked at Rosa and winked. “Hey, I am about to go down there and have my way with Pilar. How about we have a little contest? Let’s see who we can make talk first. Hehehehe Oh, and make sure you get her worse than you got me.” she said with a smile.
“Deal! I am going to make this woman sing like a canary! Hehehehe” Rosa shot back. She started to get excited because she knew firsthand how talented La Diabla was with tickling and torturing someone. Now, she wanted to show off her skills and make a dangerous assassin suffer. It was still strange how they were working together but it was for a good cause. “And back at you. Make Pilar suffer way more than what you did to me…..” she told her.
“You know I will…..” La Diabla said with a smile. She was thrilled that she was going to torture someone. It had been a while, and she had a lot of pent-up aggression. It was amusing to see that both she and Rosa challenged each other to a tickling contest. They both had tormented each other, and now two women were going to suffer the same fate. She left out of the room and headed back down the stairs. She walked over to where Pilar was and saw Becky. “Hey Becky, you can go play with Sylvia now. Have fun. Make that woman suffer. One more thing…..thank you for being here. Thank you for helping my mother. I will always be grateful for you.” she told her, with her voice getting emotional.
“It was muh pleasure. I was very happy to help ya. I can’t believe all of that happened to ya. I look forward to talking to yer mother when all of this is over.” Becky said as she could see how emotional La Diabla was. It was a beautiful thing, and she was happy that she was friends with someone like the outlaw. She hoped Rosa would feel the same way and it appeared that they were starting down that path. She made it up the stairs and saw Sylvia lay out on a table that was next to the wall. She had her legs tied and her arms were still behind her back. “Ok, I am ready to have some fun. We have to find Darby!” she said.
“Yes, we do. Now, let’s wake up this woman. Get ready for anything.” Rosa warned. She then looked at Sylvia’s face and started to gently tap her cheek. Sylvia’s head was in the direction of her right-hand side, and her feet were pointing to the left hand side. “Come on, time to wake up.” she said.
Sylvia felt something against her cheek and her eyes started to flutter open. She was in a deep sleep, and her brain was now starting to wake up. She then had her eyes starting to clear and she saw Rosa’s face. She gasped when she saw it and tried to move her arms. The realization that her arms didn’t move and neither did her legs made her panic. “What the hell??? LET ME GO NOW!!!” she demanded.
“That’s not happening. You are a prisoner now. We have got you and there is no way to escape. Sylvia, you are under arrest. I will turn you over to the local authorities and then the Rurales will process you. You committed crimes in the United States, so I will do everything I can to make sure you serve justice.” Rosa told her. She felt incredible pride knowing that this dangerous woman was now going to serve time in jail. Knowing that she couldn’t hurt anyone else felt amazing. Now it was time to get some information out of her. What she noticed is that her prisoners were always defiant at first. But once the torture began, they always cracked. Breaking Sylvia was going to be really sweet.
“I swear, I am going to get out of this. When I do, you will pay a high price. Let me go and let me go now!!!” Sylvia hissed. She was very upset about having to potentially get put in jail. Her home was in Europe. She did not want to spend the rest of her days in a Texas prison. She then saw Becky near her legs and that really bothered her. She knew she was a bit clumsy when she spent time in Plotsville. She also remembered how she failed to protect Donna from Ingrid and figured she would hurt her emotions. “She is here? That FAILURE??? Hello again, Becky!! Looks like I will be ok. She is such a failure so I know I will get out of this.” she said with a smile.
Becky heard those words, and it did mess with her emotions. She hated having to have failed, but then she started to smile. The woman who called her a failure was grateful to her after rescuing her from Sylvia. Seeing how Sylvia was tied down, she knew that the days of the assassin potentially terrorizing innocent people were over. “Hehehe if I am a failure, what does that make ya? I am not the one tied up right now and headed to jail.” she beamed.
“Ooooh!!! That is true. She does make a good point, Sylvia. She is free, and you are not. She helped bring you down, so if she is a failure, then what does that make you?” Rosa beamed. She liked how Becky handled that insult and now it was time to have some fun with this prisoner. She wondered where she should try to tickle her first. She was still fully clothed, and it would be too dangerous to remove her clothing to get to her skin. Only the feet could potentially get bared and go after that.
Sylvia fumed when she heard that response. She knew how dangerous Darby was, but to have these two women talking to her in this manner really angered her. She continued to try and squirm around and noticed she was not tied to the table itself. She tried to swing her legs towards Becky and possibly knock her over. She was tied up, but if she could get to her feet, perhaps she could do something. “Stupid bitch!” she shouted.
Becky saw the boots headed her way and she simply caught them. Because Sylvia’s legs were tied down, she wasn’t going to have the same quickness, so she was able to see and react to the kicking attempt. She smiled at her as she held the ankles in a headlock under her left arm. “Nice try. Ya are a squirmer, aren’t ya?” she teased.
Rosa saw the kick attempt and knew they had to start acting fast. Sylvia was going to be tough to break, and they knew time was of the essence. She then pushed Sylvia’s back onto the table as she was now on her left side, and once she got her onto her back, she put her hands into those exposed armpits. She did that for two reasons. The first was to pin this assassin into the table, and second was to go after that spot and tickle her. “STAY STILL! You are so bad!” she told her.
Sylvia felt the hands jab into her armpits and she froze. The fingers went deep inside, and she felt a sensation she hadn’t felt in an extremely long time. Her eyes went wide, and she wondered if Rosa did that on purpose. She wanted to yell, but if she opened her mouth, she was going to let out a laugh. That really bothered her because she had tortured so many women ever since her bounty hunter friends showed her this method and now for the first time in her life, it was about to happen to her. “W-What are you d-doing?” she asked nervously and tried to suppress the urge to laugh.
UP NEXT: Sylvia and Pilar receive justice!
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? La Diabla's emotions are all over the place and now she is focused on sheer revenge. Think about how she has been this entire saga. You can only imagine the rage she has at this point. Now, will she be able to control it? Stay tuned! Thank you for all of your support! Your comments and most welcomed and encouraged.
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