Ok fans, time for another chapter of this phase ending series! It has been quite the adventure so far, and there is still a ton of stuff to go. Things have been a little rough with the ladies, but this chapter is much "softer". I like how it all unfolds because of the playful nature of it. So, I hope this one entertains you as we continue on this journey of these characters. Your comments are most welcomed and encouraged!
PART 7
Darby was walking down the road, headed for the Sheriff’s station after running a few errands for the Sheriff. She felt excited and had a good feeling about the day. She hoped today would be the day they solved the mystery of the thief that went around tickling helpless women. The festival was coming up soon, and she wanted to make sure there wasn’t some masked woman going around terrorizing anyone. It was important that they made everyone feel at ease. As she continued to walk, she started to think about La Diabla. She wondered if she and her friends Cheyenne and Molly were having a good time. She really missed that woman and hoped to see her again soon. Darby continued to walk, when she suddenly heard a voice calling out to her.
“DEPUTY DARBY!!! DEPUTY DARBY!!!” a voice called out.
Darby stopped walking and looked at a woman approaching her. The woman looked pretty, and had shoulder length blond hair, and wore a white cowboy hat with her brown dress. She had a look of fright on her face, and she wondered what was happening. “Hiya Miss, can I help you?” she asked.
“Yes!!! I am so scared right now! I am glad I saw you. I need your help!” the woman said to her with emotion in her voice.
Darby could hear that emotion in her voice and that concerned her. The woman looked very afraid, and she wanted to help her. “I can help! What’s going on? Why are you so scared?” she asked.
“It’s my daughter! She didn’t come home last night, and I am scared! It is not like her to not be home. I thought she stayed the night over her friends’ homes, but neither of them has seen her.” the woman said in a panic.
“What? That is very concerning. She didn’t come home at all? What’s her name?” Darby asked. She could feel the woman’s emotion and hoped her daughter was ok.
“Her name is Alice. Alice Cunningham. Please, we have to find her! She told me she went to that Burlesque show and her friends said they could barely remember what happened. They don’t remember how they left the premises! I’m so worried, deputy. Can you find her?” the woman asked. She reached for Darby’s larger hands and hoped she could find her daughter.
“Alice Cunningham. Got it. I will see what I can do. Can ya describe her?” Darby asked. She really felt for the woman and wanted to help her find her daughter. She listened to the description and hoped she could find her. She also found it strange that the Burlesque show was involved in this situation. That made her wonder if Donna Prescott was right. Ever since the show arrived, crime picked up. It also brought a lot of money into the town’s economy, but it also attracted a negative element. She remembered that the same show had a pattern of victims with the Tickling Thief. Now, there was a young woman missing, and the show was referenced. She wondered if she should go get Becky and then start asking the two friends if they remembered anything. She really hoped she could find Alice and return her to her concerned family. “Ok, thank you. I will start muh investigation. I will visit her friends and see if we can get any kind of leads. Don’t worry Mrs. Cunningham, we will find your daughter and bring her home safe and sound.” she told her.
“Thank you, Deputy Darby. I know I can count on you. Thank you! Please, please bring my sweet angel back home.” Mrs. Cunningham said, then walked away.
Darby felt her heart strings being pulled because it was never good for a mother to be worried about her children. Even though Alice was an adult, she was still that woman’s child and a mother’s love was always the best. “Ok, looks like muh plate is getting full. I got a thief to find, security to provide, and now I have to find a missing woman. Sigh time to get to work.” she told herself, then headed off.
La Diabla was riding her horse and had a look of sadness on her face. It was early morning, and she left Ciudad De Serpientes along with Gabby and Veronica. It was a very rough night as she could not sleep at all. The fact her mother was a hostage of Priscilla’s truly broke her heart. All she could think about was that look on Isabel’s face when that knife was on her throat. She didn’t feel that same fear since she was a child and learned her father passed away. Her mother meant everything to her, and now she was in danger. She was also forced to kidnap a random woman on the street and torment her for the pleasure of Priscilla. She found out that she had to work for Priscilla and had to go to the United States and be an enforcer for the new sex trafficking ring. It was such a difficult thing for her to do. She felt like her life was falling apart and she couldn’t do anything. She had to go back to the US without her friends and that hurt her. La Diabla had no idea what to do. When she arrived at Gabby and Veronica’s home in Ciudad De Serpientes, she went to the other room and just lay there. It was such a quiet trip home as each of them felt the pressure that was happening. She wanted to be by herself, and she cried a lot. It was such a helpless feeling to not be able to do anything towards a woman she hated. Now, she had to meet with that same woman in the late morning so she could depart to the United States. But first, she had to confront Cheyenne and Molly. She had to let them know she had to leave and for them to try and enjoy their vacation for a few days. She didn’t know how she was going to tell them, but she wanted to leave out the part that her mother was in danger and definitely did not want to mention Priscilla’s name in front of Cheyenne. Her beautiful young friend finally started to get over that Santa Selena ordeal, and did not want her to feel those old emotions. She looked to her left and saw Gabby on her horse and then looked at her right and saw Veronica on hers. She was grateful they were with her, and she wanted them to look over Cheyenne, Molly and Bella just in case Priscilla went after them.
“We are almost there.” Gabby said. Her heart was heavy because everything at the moment was falling apart. Priscilla had control over her friend, and she couldn’t destroy her as well. She barely slept as she and Veronica laid in bed together but could hear La Diabla crying throughout the night. She had never seen the woman so emotional before and she understood why. Those cries broke her heart because the outlaw was in a lot of emotional pain. When she was told this early morning that she would have to look after Cheyenne, Molly and Bella, she made that promise that she would put her own life on the line to make sure they were all safe. She looked at La Diabla and saw her still very emotional in her face. She wished she could hug her. They were close to Bella’s farm and knew this could get emotional.
Veronica looked at La Diabla and could see that pain on her face. She also could not sleep as she heard the outlaw crying. She would start to cry herself and was glad Gabby was in bed with her so they could comfort each other. They really wanted to comfort La Diabla, but knew it was best for her to just let it all out. She was very worried about her because she had to leave Mexico and go with Priscilla’s associates and work on that trafficking ring. She also vowed to protect the women at Bella’s farm to ensure everyone stayed safe from Priscilla. She looked forward and saw the farm approaching. She remembered they had to make it seem like everything would be ok, so they would not make Cheyenne, Molly and Bella worried. “Ok, there’s the farm. Are you ready?” she asked the outlaw.
La Diabla could see the farm approaching and heard her two friends. She looked at them both and nodded her head. She knew she had to rein in her emotions so that she would not make her other friends worried about her. She figured once she got to the United States, she would try to figure out a plan to ruin Priscilla and rescue her mother. She didn’t know how she would do it, but she had to figure out something. The horses approached the stables, and she took a deep breath. It was now time to put on an act, so no one would suspect her emotional turmoil. Once she dismounted the horse, she started to walk towards the house with both Gabby and Veronica. They walked together and her heart was beating very fast. Once they arrived at the front door, she knocked and, in a few moments, the door opened. She saw Ana the maid, and she had a huge smile. “Hello, Ana!” she said with a smile.
“Senoritas! You are all back! Come in, come in! I will let Senora Bella know you are here.” Ana said, then ushered the women in.
La Diabla walked inside the house and wondered how this would all turn out. It was still early morning, and she figured everyone was just getting up and getting ready for the day. She then heard some footsteps and looked towards the stairs. She couldn’t help but smile because Cheyenne was headed her way. She always loved seeing her and felt she needed that love from her at this terrible moment. “Cheyenne!” she said with excitement.
“QALATAQA!!!! YOU’RE BACK!!!” Cheyenne said with sheer excitement in her voice. She ran towards the outlaw and gave her a hug. She wondered why she had to leave the previous day and hoped everything was ok. Even though she was told everything was fine, she still sensed something was wrong.
La Diabla felt that hug and it was full of love. She always loved Cheyenne’s hugs and right now, she needed one more than anything. She started to feel emotional but had to get it together so that she would not worry her young friend. “So glad to see you. I love your hugs, but….I can’t breathe right now. Hehe” she giggled.
Cheyenne giggled when she heard those words because she was always told that whenever she gave a hug to La Diabla. She let go of her hug and smiled. She also saw Gabby and Veronica and was happy to see them. Then she heard Molly coming down the stairs and she smiled. “Hey Molly, look! Qalataqa is back along with Gabby and Veronica!” she told her excitedly.
“Welcome back! I hope your journey was a good one yesterday! We missed all of you. So, how did everything go?” Molly asked. She was happy to see the trio and was glad they returned safe and sound. She wanted to talk to them and learn about their adventures. She imagined they all had a great time and had great stories to tell.
“It was good. You know, plenty of adventures for us. Hehe” La Diabla responded. She didn’t know how to tell the ladies that her life was extremely miserable. It also broke her heart knowing that she had to tell them she was leaving again. She then saw a woman coming in from the dining area and it was Bella. She looked beautiful and saw her warm smile. She remembered that Bella knew Priscilla had contacted her, but she still wanted to leave out the important details about her mother. “Hey Bella! Buenos Dias!” she told her.
Bella approached everyone and smiled. She was happy to see the outlaws again but was curious about how their adventure went. She was concerned all night long because she knew La Diabla went to go see Priscilla. She knew that confrontation was going to be tough and hoped everything was going to be ok. “Welcome back my friends! So good to see you again. You are just in time for breakfast! Come, let’s go eat and you can tell us about the fun you had.” she offered.
La Diabla saw how excited everyone was and figured she could at least have breakfast with them. She wanted to savor the moments she had with them because she had no idea how her adventure was going to turn out. She wanted to absorb their positive energy and hoped they could help her focus on her task. She smiled and then walked into the dining room. She sat down in her seat and as Ana served the food, she listened to Gabby and Veronica make up a story about how they went to Ciudad Azteca and had a good time. She truly loved her friends for covering for her and she tried to keep up a positive attitude. She could barely eat her breakfast because she kept thinking about what had to be done. She had to force herself to eat because it was going to be a long journey and she needed to make sure she had her strength and energy up. It delighted her to see how Cheyenne and Molly reacted to the made-up stories and loved their innocence. La Diabla also noticed Bella looking at her and she knew the woman was very concerned about her. She figured she could tell her about her destination, but not what it was all about. She then saw Cheyenne looking at her and saw that beautiful smile. She loved that young lady too pieces and prayed she was going to be ok.
“Hey Qalataqa, what’s on your mind? You seem so quiet.” Cheyenne asked. She saw the smile on the outlaw’s face, but she could also sense something was different. Usually, it was La Diabla telling the stories with such excitement. Now, she was just sitting there, eating her breakfast and unusually quiet.
“Nothing! I am giving a chance for Veronica and Gabby to lead the stories. They are the ones who had the most fun.” La Diabla replied. She was trying really hard to keep her emotions in check and not have Cheyenne worry about her. The conversation continued and she sat back and enjoyed listening to the stories. Time had passed and she knew she would have to leave soon. Now, she felt really nervous because she would have to say goodbye to Cheyenne. She figured she would tell Bella first, and Cheyenne last. She looked over at Bella and smiled. “Hey Bella, can I talk to you for a moment?” she asked while everyone else was still talking.
Bella saw the look on La Diabla’s face and knew she had to tell her something. She grew worried because it was most likely something about Priscilla. She stood up from the table and walked with La Diabla out of the room. They went into a quiet study room and now she saw the woman who she had some feelings for. She figured she might as well be direct and find out what was happening. “Ok Salem, what’s going on? What happened with Priscilla last night?” she asked.
La Diabla heard that question and as much as she wanted to tell Bella about her mother being in danger, she decided to keep that detail quiet. She felt nervous but had to tell Bella she had to leave. “Bella, things did not go well, and……this is hard to say. I have to leave. I have to leave to go see Priscilla again.” she told her.
“What? Why? Why do you have to see her again? What happened last night?” Bella asked in shock. She did not expect La Diabla to leave so soon, and she grew very worried. She walked up to her and wrapped her arms around her.
La Diabla felt the hug from Bella, and she tried to control her emotions again. She knew she had to be strong, and she had to leave soon to make sure she was on time to see the woman she loathed. She broke the hug and looked at Bella’s beautiful face. “Yes, I do have to leave. I can’t go into details, but it is absolutely important that I meet with her today. I don’t want you to panic, but I may be gone for a few days. I have something I must do. Please watch over Cheyenne and Molly. I want them to enjoy their vacation and not be worried about me.” she told her.
“I am worried about you! I don’t understand. Why do you have to leave for a few days with that woman? From everything you told me about her, why would you have to do something with her? Salem, don’t you trust me? You can tell me.” Bella requested. She really cared a lot about the outlaw and wanted to help her. She could see the emotion in her face and that really made her want to help.
“It is better if you do not know. Please, just make sure Cheyenne and Molly are comfortable. I will be back. Let’s just say I owe that bitch a favor. I will explain all of it once it is over. Thank you for caring about me.” La Diabla responded. She really wanted to tell her what happened, but she just could not bring herself to do it. She kept thinking about her friends and wanted them not to share her burden. “Gabby and Veronica will stay here as well. They are here to watch over all of you.” She explained.
“WHAT??? Why would they need to watch over us? Salem, please tell me what is going on!” Bella demanded. The more she heard from La Diabla, the more worried she became. Her own emotions started to build, and she feared for her friend.
“I will explain it once it is over. I promise. Now, I have to tell Cheyenne that I am leaving. Please, do not tell her about Priscilla. She went through a lot with that woman and the last thing I want her to do is remember all of that, or how I have to deal with her. Ok?” La Diabla requested. The more she discussed things with Bella, the worse it got her to contain her emotions. She knew speaking with Cheyenne was going to be rough because she couldn’t tell her anything.
“Salem, please be careful. I want you to come back safe. That woman is evil, and I don’t trust her. I will go get Cheyenne. Wait right here.” Bella said, then gave La Diabla another hug. She wanted to tell her how much she cared for her but decided to keep it quiet. She then left the room to go get Cheyenne and bring her back to this room.
La Diabla felt the love in that hug and she was very happy that so many people cared about her. It was much different than her days with El Guapo and the gang. These friends truly cared about her, and she cared about them. There were times when she wished she could just be that same person and not care as much because the emotional pain was too much to handle. She started to focus because when she saw the adorable Cheyenne, it was going to take every single ounce of her strength not to lose it in front of her. She then heard the door opened and in walked the woman that she truly cared for deeply. It was Darby that gave her love, but it was Cheyenne that made her want to do good things in life and not just be a cruel outlaw. Their history was deep together, and this was someone she would die for. She saw her face and she held back her emotions with everything she had. “Hey Cheyenne, thanks for coming in here.” she said softly.
“What is it? Why did you want to talk to me? Bella looked a little concerned.” Cheyenne asked. She was surprised when Bella asked her to go into this room and speak with La Diabla. The way Bella sounded, it sounded very serious, and it made her worry that something bad happened. It could explain why her friend was so quiet during breakfast.
“Well, I just wanted to tell you that I have to leave for a few days. I have to take care of some personal things, and I just wanted to let you know so that you don’t worry about me.” La Diabla told her. She saw that concerned look on Cheyenne’s face and knew this was going to be hard.
“Qalataqa, why do you have to leave for a few days? What is going on? You are starting to scare me. What personal things do you have to handle?” Cheyenne asked. She felt her own emotions starting to build because this sounded very serious and her desire to help her friend grew.
“It’s nothing really. It is just something I have to do. Once I am done and I come back here, I will tell you everything. I promise…” La Diabla told her and then felt her emotions starting to boil over. She felt her eyes watering and she desperately tried to contain herself.
Cheyenne could see the emotion in La Diabla’s eyes and now she was getting very emotional. Something was very wrong, and she wanted to know what was happening. She wanted to help her friend anyway she could. “Hey, you have to tell me what’s going on. You are scaring me.” she told her with her voice cracking.
La Diabla heard that cracking voice and knew Cheyenne was going to keep asking questions. She had to protect this young woman from the truth because she did not want her to get hurt. If she told her that she had to work for Priscilla, it would be traumatic for her. “Cheyenne, I can’t say right now. But I promise I will tell----” she tried to say.
“Tell me now!! Why can’t you just tell me? I want to know! I want to help you!” Cheyenne said with great emotion. The way the outlaw was reacting really made her worried and she knew something terrible must have happened. She desperately wanted to help her because of all the things she did for her.
“Cheyenne, I will tell….” La Diabla tried to say but was interrupted once again.
“Just tell me!!! Qalataqa, I love you and something is very wrong. Just tell me so I can help you!” Cheyenne said in frustration and sadness. The more this conversation continued, the more worried she got. She wanted to do anything she could to make sure everything with La Diabla was ok.
“Dammit Cheyenne!!! I said I will tell you when I get back! Stop being so caring! There is nothing you can do right now., So just…..just trust me on this!! I love you but dammit, just follow what I am telling you, ok?! STOP ASKING ME!” La Diabla barked out. She felt really emotional at the moment, and the more Cheyenne kept begging her for information, the harder it got to contain her emotions. She realized that for the first time, she raised her voice to Cheyenne and saw the look of shock on her face. That made her feel terrible immediately, but she had to protect her.
Cheyenne was stunned when she heard that response. She had never been yelled at before by La Diabla and it struck her deep. Whatever the outlaw was hiding, it must have been really serious. She started to feel really sad because she was just yelled at when all she wanted to do was help. “Ok. I’m sorry. I-I understand. I just wanted to help. Be careful, ok?” she said, then slowly walked out of the room.
La Diabla heard Cheyenne’s reaction and then saw her walk out of the room. She saw that look of sadness and that got to her. She started to let some tears fall because she knew she had just hurt Cheyenne’s feelings and her heart broke. The entire situation was slowly breaking her down and she felt very sad at the moment. The look on Cheyenne’s broken-hearted face made her cry a little more and then she started to wipe the tears from her eyes. She knew she had to leave, and she had to leave right now. She walked out of the room and headed towards the front door. She did not want to say anymore goodbyes because it was starting to hurt too much. She then heard a voice, and she kept wiping her eyes.
“Hey, wait up!” Gabby shouted as she ran towards La Diabla. She saw her leaving out of the house very quickly and wanted to make sure she was ok. Veronica was with her, and they caught up to her. They saw her turn around and face them and she saw the tears on her face. Her own feelings started to go crazy and wanted to know what happened. “Hey, what happened in there with Cheyenne?” she asked.
La Diabla fought hard to keep her tears from flowing again as she looked at her two friends. She thought about Cheyenne again and let some more tears fall. She felt weak in her knees because ever since she found out her mother was in danger, she just could not keep her composure. “I-I just yelled at Cheyenne.” she said with her voice being very heavy.
“You yelled at Cheyenne? Why?” Veronica asked with great surprise. She knew how close those two were and it was always a great relationship.
“She was being her normal, sweet loving self. She wanted to help me, and I just snapped. Dammit! I really hate myself right now.” La Diabla said, really feeling emotional knowing she just hurt Cheyenne’s feelings. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. “I have to go now. Please, watch over her. Make sure she is safe. I love her so much and I just can’t tell her what I am about to do.” she told them.
“We will make sure she is safe. We will make sure they are all safe. I know you have to go alone and be careful. We can’t trust that bitch. Let us know when the time is right and we will take care of her once and for all.” Gabby told her, then walked up to her and hugged her.
“Yeah, this bitch will rue the day she ever decided to do what she did. Be safe.” Veronica added, then went up to the group and hugged them as well.
La Diabla felt the hug from the two of them and she loved it. She was still an emotional wreck, and feeling this hug felt very good. She then broke the hug and started to walk away. She had so many emotions flowing at the moment and knew she had to focus. She knew this next adventure was probably going to be very difficult and the most emotional of her life. She knew she had to maintain her composure or suffer a devastating loss. She already experienced that when she was 10 years old, and did not want to feel that kind of pain ever again. She knew that she had to resort to being her moniker. It would be the only way she felt she could survive this. La Diabla mounted her horse and began to ride away. She took another look at Bella’s farm and felt such love. She didn’t know if she would ever see the farm again, or the people there. She hated that the last words she told Cheyenne were harsh and prayed the young woman would forgive her. She hated the fact that she may have to sacrifice everything she loved about her current life, in order to save her mother. “Priscilla, you will pay for all of this. This I swear……” she said to herself as she rode away.
Becky was inside the Plotsville General Store picking up some fruit for a snack when she arrived back at the Sheriff’s station. She hoped today was the day they solved the case about the thief. She also hoped that another victim did not come into the station to notify them that she was tied up and tortured by the thief. She finished paying for the fruit and then headed out of the station. It was a warm late morning, and she headed towards the station. As she continued to walk, she saw a very familiar face approaching her. She felt her heart flutter a little and she got nervous. She liked that pretty face, and she felt herself starting to sweat. She couldn’t believe she was reacting this way and when the person got close, she got really shy. “H-Hi Rita!” she stammered.
Rita saw Becky approaching and she felt some excitement in her body. She really adored Becky and thought about her a lot ever since that sexual encounter they had back in her hotel room. She felt silly for thinking she was developing feelings for the apprentice, but she liked the idea. She thought Becky was very adorable and hoped to get closer to her. She was also worried about her recent activities and prayed that Becky would never find out. Not only would she have to go to jail, but she had a feeling it could break Becky’s heart. At the moment though, she loved seeing that face with that gap-toothed smile. She saw her waving at her and that made her feel good. “Hello there, Becky! How are you today? You look great.” she told her.
Becky felt shy when she heard those words. She loved how Rita made her feel, and she hoped she didn’t seem too goofy because she would get really shy whenever someone made her feel this way. “I am good. I am just picking up some fruit to eat a little later. Ya look great yerself. Ya really are a pretty gal.” she said with a sheepish grin.
“Thank you. You are such a treat. You know, I was thinking about you lately. I hope we can get together again sometime. You know, for some alone time.” Rita said with a wink. She needed to relieve some of her stress and flirting with Becky would be a welcome distraction.
Becky’s face turned red when she heard that suggestion. It took her back to that moment that she shared with Rita. It was a very special memory, and it made her tingle all over. She felt extremely shy and had a goofy grin on her face. “I-I hehehehe would like that. I love, I mean, I like you.” she stammered and felt silly for acting this way.
Rita heard those words, and she adored them. She loved how shy Becky would get and it was very cute to her. “I had a rough day yesterday and would love some company. I have some time right now. How about we go back to my hotel room and just enjoy each other for a moment?” she asked.
Becky felt the breath leave her body when she heard that suggestion. She knew if she went back to the hotel, she was probably going to end up naked and enjoy everything. She felt her heart beating faster and she started to feel sweat forming on her face. “I-I h-have to work still.” she stammered.
“Hmmm….I love how you have to still protect the town. I just think it would be a great thing for us to do. I love spending time with you. Come, walk with me for a moment then. Your presence soothes me.” Rita told her. She could see how flustered Becky was and wanted to help calm her down. She could tell Becky had a crush on her and that really made her feel good. She took Becky with her left hand with her right hand and went down an alley between two buildings. She figured if she couldn’t get her to her room, she at least wanted to be alone with her and out of public view. She looked at that adorable face and could see how shy she looked. She then leaned forward and gave Becky a small kiss on her lips.
Becky felt helpless as she felt her left hand being taken and she was guided into a nearby alley between two buildings. She didn’t understand why she was so compliant and why she felt this way. She never had another person made her feel this way and it was such a good feeling. When she got into the alley, she could see how Rita was looking at her and it made her knees weak. Then she felt that small kiss on her lips and she almost collapsed. She was stunned because even though they were in an alley, they were still in public and if someone saw two women kissing in public, it would definitely be a scandal in town. Even with all that danger, she felt extremely happy. She stared at Rita who had this look on her face. “W-Why did ya kiss me?” she asked with nervousness.
“Because I want to kiss you. It is a good luck kiss for the rest of the day.” Rita responded. She then leaned forward and hugged Becky. She just wanted to tell her everything, but she couldn’t. She could feel that lean body and then figured she could tease her. She started to break the hug but placed her hands on the sides and did a gentle squeeze. She felt Becky immediately flinch and she loved it. “Oooh!!! I love how ticklish you are. Hehehe” she giggled.
Becky loved the hug she received and swooned from it. She really did adore Rita, and this moment felt really good. She was still shocked she was kissed out in public, but at the same time felt an erotic thrill throughout her body. She then felt the hug breaking and when those fingers gently squeezed her sides, she felt really ticklish. “HEHEHEHEHEHE HEY!!!! Ya just tickled me!” she laughed.
“I know! I love how ticklish you are. I just want to hold you down and tickle you all over again. Remember how much fun that was?” Rita said, then winked. She started to playfully poke the stomach and sides and now she had Becky flinching and giggling. That only made her more excited, and she really needed to have a tickling moment that didn’t involve some kind of torture. She still felt a little guilty over tickling Alice, but right now, it felt good to just tickle Becky.
Becky kept flinching and giggling when she felt those fingers poking her stomach and sides. Her body kept contorting and found herself backing away. She felt a little helpless, even though she could easily get away from the moment. She liked the interaction and felt a little silly because she kept giggling and shrieking. She ended up dropping her basket of fruit and she found herself leaning against the wall. She had no idea why she felt so submissive and if she didn’t get away, she had no idea how she would survive. “Hehehehe Rita! Ya got to hehehehe stop ticklin’ me! hehehehe we are in public!” she pleaded.
“No one can see us. It is just me and your ticklish body! Mmmmm….I love tickling you. Maybe I should do this the rest of the day!” Rita said with excitement in her voice. She felt the urge to get stress out and tickle Becky silly. She loved how Becky was now up against the wall and was giggling away. She also noticed that she wasn’t fighting back, which meant she liked what was happening. Her lust started to grow because that laugh was very infectious and reminded her of their time alone in the hotel room. “I got you now, Becky Lockhart! Hehehe” she teased.
Becky continued to feel helpless as those fingers were now poking her ribs. She felt really ticklish at the moment and could not understand why she just didn’t run away. She looked at Rita’s face and saw how happy she looked, which made her happy even at her own expense. The tickling sensations started to increase and now she realized she was in true ticklish danger. She also wondered what would happen if someone were to see them. It would be embarrassing without a doubt. “Rita! Ya got hahahahaha to stop ticklin’ me!!! Somebody could hahahahaa see us!” she pleaded.
“Hehehe that would be really embarrassing, wouldn’t it? Everybody would know your cute little weakness. Hehehe” Rita teased. She could see Becky’s legs moving around and she wished she could tie her down at the moment. Her desires for Becky kept growing and she wanted to get this woman naked and have her way with her. Her eyes then looked at the boots and could see how her feet were moving all over the place. That fueled her desires, and she wanted them. “In fact, I think I should take these boots off your feet.” she told her.
Becky did a little squeal when she felt the fingers hit another very sensitive spot. She could feel herself starting to lose control and if this tickling did not stop, then she was going to completely surrender herself. She was still very concerned that she was in public and if people had seen them, she would be so embarrassed. She then heard the threats towards her boots and that really frightened her. “Hehehehehehe not muh boots!! Ya hahahaha can’t take off muh boots!” she giggled.
“Mmm….I want your boots off. Let me take them off, or…….I will just have to take you back to my place, and not only take off your boots, but all of your clothes and you will be naked.” Rita playfully threatened. She was really getting into the moment and didn’t care if someone saw them. She had an urge to tickle Becky’s soft feet and have a good time. She really adored this woman, and she needed a distraction from her thoughts about her role in poor Alice’s torture the previous night. This was a fun interaction, and she really needed that moment.
Becky shivered when she heard that threat. She did have a crush on Rita and the thought of having sex with her did sound very appealing. She still had to go to work. She was really ticklish at the moment and couldn’t take off her boots in an alley. She looked at Rita’s playful face and prayed she didn’t force her to take them off. “Hehehehe but if I hehehehe squeak take them off, ya are gonna tickle hehehehe muh feet!” she giggled helplessly.
“I know! I want to tickle those feet of yours again. So, what will it be Becky? Do I tickle your feet here in this alley, or do I tickle them along with your naked body in my hotel room?” Rita teased. Just hearing Becky’s giggles really turned her on and she wanted more. She wanted to push this woman into a ticklish situation and have her way with her. It was also the thrill of doing this in public that got her excited. They were in an alley, and anyone could pass by and see them. She glanced down at those dusty brown boots again and really wanted to have her way with the feet inside.
“Hehehehe Rita!! Ya got to stop ticklin’ me! I can’t take muh boots off!” Becky giggled while still trying to defend herself. She couldn’t believe this was happening and she was allowing it to happen. She was a taller person than Rita and could overpower her, but she felt so weak with her. She was really worried about being tickled to submission in an alley.
“Come on, let’s take your boots off. Or I am REALLY going to tickle you!” Rita threatened. She loved that look of hysterical laughter on Becky’s face and kept trying to make her fall to the ground, so it would be easier to get the boots off. She started to get more aggressive and found Becky’s hips and squeezed them. That sent a loud squeal from Becky, and she loved it.
“EEEEEEEEHHEHEHEHEHEHE NOT THERE!!!!” Becky squealed when she felt those squeezes on her hips. She knew she was in ticklish trouble and now her knees were getting weak. She looked at Rita and could see how determined she was. This woman was not planning on stopping. She knew she had to stop this, or she was definitely going to be on the ground laughing her head off. “OK! HAHAHAHA OK!!! I WILL TAKE MUH BOOTS OFF!!!” she laughed.
Rita couldn’t help but smile once she heard those words. She felt really excited that she was tickling Becky and now she got her to remove her boots. She let go of the hips and stared at Becky as she started to breathe a sigh of relief. She found her absolutely adorable. She crossed her arms and waited for her crush to take off her boots. She couldn’t believe this was happening right now, but she felt a rush of excitement in her body. She loved being around the young woman and now she couldn’t wait to touch her feet. “Come on, take them off, or the tickle monster will come back! Hehehe” she joked.
Becky shivered a little when she heard that tickling threat again. She was having fun but was worried about taking off her boots in an alley. She looked at Rita’s face and saw how happy she looked, which made her feel happy. “I…..I have to really take off muh boots? Muh socks will get dirty.” she playfully whined.
“Yes! Take them off! As for your socks getting dirty, I guess you have to take them off too. One foot at a time. I want to see the bottoms of your feet. Hehehe” Rita instructed. She started to feel her arousal building and couldn’t wait to touch those soft feet.
Becky gulped because Rita wanted to see her naked feet. She knew it meant more tickling, but for some reason, she just felt so submissive to this woman. She looked to her left, then to her right to make sure someone wasn’t looking and then she lifted her right leg up and started to pull on her boot. She felt it slipping off and she got nervous. She still couldn’t believe she was taking off her boots and doing this in a public area. There was a certain thrill to it, but she also felt extremely shy. “I can’t believe I am takin’ off muh boot for ya.” she told her with a soft voice.
“Hehehe You know you want to. You know you want me to touch those feet of yours. Haha” Rita teased. She saw the boot come off and she got excited. The brown sock was in view and saw the large foot. She felt her heart beating faster and licked her lips. She saw Becky place the boot on the ground, then she saw her bend her leg at the knee, and she started to take off the sock. She got excited when she saw the pale skin on the leg and it would be moments before she saw that big bare foot.
“Hey, why don’t we go in this alley right here. Perhaps we can find some loose wooden boards in there.” a man’s voice said right outside the alley.
Becky heard that voice and she felt her heart stop. Someone was coming into the alley, and she had her boot off. She quickly put her foot down and grabbed her boot and started to put it back on. She dropped it and now she saw the men entering into the alley. She felt mortified and tried to get her boot back.
“Hey! Wat are you two gals doing in here?” one man’s voice asked.
“Pardon the interruption, we are just looking for something.” the other man said.
“It is fine, gentlemen. You can come in. We were just leaving. Hehehe” Rita giggled as she felt they were caught. She watched Becky scrambling to try and pick her boot up and she felt embarrassed for her. She saw her grab it and put it back on her foot. She then started to walk out of the alley, and she wanted to burst into hysterical laughter.
Becky managed to get her boot back on and once she did, she hurriedly got out of the alley and felt embarrassed. She was walking right next to Rita and saw her with the largest smile imaginable. She felt her face turning red and she felt very shy. “I can’t believe we were caught…” she said softly.
“Hahahahahaah relax, Becky! They didn’t catch us doing anything. As far as they know, there were just two ladies in the alley having a conversation and you could have had a rock in your boot. You are fine. Hehehe” Rita replied. She loved how Becky looked right now and felt love for her. She couldn’t help but giggle because of how they were nearly caught with Becky being barefoot.
Becky couldn’t help but giggle thinking about how she was nearly caught barefoot in an alley. She still couldn’t believe Rita was making her take off her footwear, but it was still a great time. She wished she didn’t have to go to work because she could spend all day with her. “I almost had muh foot exposed. Those men could have seen muh toes. Hehehe” she giggled.
“They are the cutest toes too! Hehehehe Thank you for having some fun, Becky. I needed that.” Rita said, then felt this glow in her body. She figured she should head back to the showroom and get ready for the rest of the day. She still had some concerns about what they were doing, so it was fun interacting with Becky right now. She wished she could say something to her, but with Becky being part of law enforcement, that would be a terrible idea. “Hey, would you like to walk with me back to the showroom? I would love your company.” she asked.
“Hehehe I had some fun, even though ya had me laughing like that. Ya love messin’ with muh weakness. I am too ticklish! Hehehe” Becky giggled. She felt a little better and loved Rita’s smile. She heard the invitation and figured she could take the time to do that. She wanted to continue to be around Rita and feel good. “Sure, I can walk with ya.” she told her.
“Thank you. It is an honor to be escorted to work by such a fine deputy. Hehehe Well, you should be a deputy.” Rita told her. She started to walk, and she loved talking to Becky. They were having a great conversation, getting to know each other more and she found her so fascinating. She loved hearing about how she grew up on a farm and how she made her way to Plotsville. She loved the fact that her father was harsh with her, only to be proud of her after her heroic deeds in Mexico against Thalia’s gang. She thought about how brave Becky was and wondered what would happen if she ever found out that she was involved in crime. She adored Becky and knew it would break both of their hearts if she was caught. As she continued to listen to Becky when she talked about how she would try and protect Plotsville, she couldn’t help but think about how her own dancers, along with her, were robbing men and women. Now they were involved in sex trafficking. She wished she could say something, but not enough to have Becky and the rest of the Sheriff’s station come after them. Rita saw the showroom coming up and knew her journey with Becky was about to end. She saw those beautiful eyes and wished she could kiss her right now. She felt herself getting a little nervous and took a deep breath. “Thank you for walking with me, Becky. I really appreciate it. I feel so safe around you.” she told her.
“Awww… I love being around ya. I will always protect ya and of course all the good citizens of Plotsville! I hope I become a deputy soon, and then I can save the day every day! Hehe” Becky said with excitement. She felt very confident around Rita and loved how she was supported by her. She knew it was time to say goodbye and then go about the rest of her day.
“You will be a great one. The people of Plotsville need you, Becky. Things have been happening in this town lately, and the Sheriff will need someone like you. There’s a storm coming, and it will be something never seen before.” Rita warned. She wanted to somehow let Becky know to be on the lookout for potential kidnappings, without telling her she was involved. She hoped that everything would work out and some innocent women could be saved.
“What do ya mean by a storm is comin’?” Becky asked. She found that statement to be strange and wondered what Rita meant. It sounded a little ominous, and she was concerned.
“It is nothing. I just wanted to let you know I think that the rise in crime has been noticed, and that you are going to be a major reason it ends. Don’t worry your pretty head off, I know you will be great.” Rita said. She felt nervous and hoped she did not raise any suspicions towards herself and the rest of her dancers. She just felt compelled to warn someone about what was going to happen.
“Ok. Well, I really appreciate ya warnin’ me and making sure we are all prepared. I enjoyed walkin’ with ya too.” Becky told her. She then felt a little shy because it was time for her to go, but she wanted to stay as well. “Oh, and next time, ya won’t be makin’ me take off muh boots. Ya were really gonna tickle muh feet, weren’t ya? Hehe” she asked with a goofy smile.
“Hehehe I sure was. Don’t worry your pretty head off, I will get to those feet of yours again. That is a promise!” Rita warned with a huge smile. She went forward to hug Becky and then stopped when she heard a voice.
“SINNERS!!!! YOU ARE ALL SINNERS!!!!!” a voice screamed out.
Rita knew that voice and she turned around. Before her eyes was the one Plotsvile citizen that irritated her and her fellow dancers to no end. It was Donna Prescott. Dressed in her peach-colored dress, she saw the woman wagging her finger towards her and calling her a sinner. She tried to maintain a sense of calm and had to deal with this woman peacefully. “Donna Prescott. Don’t you ever work? How come you always seem to have time to come over here and badger us?” she told her.
“How dare you insult me! I do work, but right now I am off because my father and his business is closed until he comes back. So never mind what I do with my time! I told each of you I would do everything I can to make this evil show close down and leave Plotsville forever!!! You have brought SIN to Plotsville and I won’t stand for it!” Donna shouted. She felt herself getting even angrier and wanted to make sure her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear her. She wanted to get the town behind her crusade to shut down the Burlesque show. She then spotted Becky behind Rita, and that made her even more upset. She still wanted to get Becky fired after what happened at her home not too long ago. “BECKY LOCKHART??? Is that you? I should have known you would associate yourself with a SINNER!!!” she yelled.
Becky saw and heard Donna yelling and she felt terrible. She really did not want to interact with the woman since she was so determined to make her lose her job. Every single time she saw her, Donna would say very mean things and she couldn’t yell back at her. She lowered her head for a moment and tried to pray that this interaction was very quick. “Hi Donna….” she said in a demure voice.
Rita noticed the change in Becky’s demeanor, and it started to anger her. It appeared that once again, Donna was intimidating Becky, and the apprentice could not do anything in return. It was because of Donna threatening Becky’s livelihood that actually gave her the opportunity to get to know Becky. She remembered how emotionally crushed she was, and she had to lift her spirits. It did lead to sex, but it also made her detest Donna even more. She felt really angry and if Becky was not going to tell her off, then she would. “Listen to me, Donna Prescott! You will shut your mouth and leave this area! You are becoming a nuisance. I have every right to go to the Sheriff and file a formal complaint against you. You are badgering our customers, and you are also making a fool out of yourself. Now, how about you go home and drink some tea? In fact, why don’t you find a man to give you a good pounding because you obviously need it. Then again, I can see why no man wants to touch you. You are…..IRRITATING. I would kick you out of my house so fast, you eventual spinster!” she yelled at her.
Donna was stunned when she heard Rita yelling back at her and insulting her. She never had someone forcefully yell back at her and it threw her off. Normally, she would just yell at someone, and they would either walk away, or just stand there and take it. “Well! I never!!” she responded in shock.
“I know!!! YOU NEVER FUCKED A MAN BEFORE and probably never will. No one would want to touch you, you ugly witch!! Now, I am serious about contacting the Sheriff, so LEAVE!!” Rita said forcefully. She felt her adrenaline flowing and if it came to it, she would love to fight Donna. She stared down the woman and balled up her fists.
Donna’s jaw dropped and she was absolutely stunned. It appeared that Rita wanted to get into a physical fight with her and she didn’t want any part of that. She was also very appalled at the insult hurled at her and that really made her angry. She saw the balled-up fists and knew it was time for her to leave. “I-I can’t believe you are talking to me like that! Well, I am insulted!!! You have not heard the last of me! mark my words!! I will close this place down and you can just be a ***** somewhere else!” she yelled back, then stuck her nose in the air and walked away.
Rita watched as Donna walked away, and she felt her adrenaline flowing. She wished she could fight that woman because she was such a major annoyance. She then turned to Becky, and she had a shocked look on her face. “Are you ok?” she asked.
“I-I can’t believe ya yelled at her like that. That….that was…amazing.” Becky responded in awe. She felt like Rita stuck up for her and she felt those butterflies in her stomach again. Rita was a strong woman and watching her yell back at Donna, something she could not do, made her admire her even more.
“I wanted to yell back at her for a long time. Hehehe We do our best not to yell at her, but she was about to make you sad, and I wasn’t going to stand for it. I hope you didn’t mind me defending you.” Rita told her. She saw the smile on Becky’s face, and she adored it.
“Ya are muh hero. Hehehe Thank ya, Rita. I am glad someone got to yell back at her. She is so mean.” Becky said. She did feel a little awkward that a civilian had to defend her, but she could not yell back at Donna herself. That would give fuel to Donna’s attempts to have her fired.
“It is no problem! In fact, I feel so much better myself. Hehehe WOOO!! That did feel good!” Rita giggled as she felt the elation of telling off Donna. She couldn’t wait to tell Marge and found herself really excited. She looked at Becky and knew it was time to go. “Well, you have a really good day now, Becky. We really should schedule some time to see one another again. Perhaps you can stop by my hotel room again. Hehe” she teased.
Becky started to blush and knew she better leave before she did take Rita up on her offer and would be having sex again. “Ok, thank ya once again. We will meet up again. I like ya, Rita. Ya really are an amazing woman.” she felt a little shy, but she also felt a little happy.
“Goodbye my friend. I will see you and your feet later. Haha” Rita said. She then watched Becky walking away and noticed she walked with some confidence. She knew it must have done her a lot of good to see Donna put in her place. She really looked forward to seeing Becky again. She wanted to spend as much time as possible with her. She had such a beautiful spirit, and she looked forward to being around her again. She then headed inside and saw that the bouncer, Karla, staring at her and she smiled at her. She gave her a wave and then headed to the backroom. She could see the customers coming in and knew the shows were going to begin soon. She made her way to Marge’s office and once she got there, she saw her boss at her desk. “Hey Marge…” she called out.
Marge looked up from her desk and saw Rita standing there. She just had a conversation with Susan as she prepared to get ready for her performance. The day was going smoother and she still awaited Sylvia’s return. She motioned her hand for Rita to come in and figured they could chat a bit as the lunch crowd started to file inside the showroom. “Hello Rita, glad you made it back. Looks like the crowd is coming in and we should have a good turnout. I can see you smiling, did you have a good time on your errands?” she asked.
“As a matter of fact, I did! I have to tell you what just happened! That no good Donna Prescott was outside again, yelling and being her normal irritating self.” Rita said. She still felt her adrenaline flowing and hoped she could do it again in the near future.
“Ugh!! That woman gets on my LAST nerve!!! What was she doing, and why do you look so happy? Did you punch her lights out? Hehehe” Marge joked. She really could not stand Donna and prayed one day, someone would knock her down a peg or two.
“I wanted too SO badly. Hehehe But no, I just told her off! You should have seen the look on her face! It was as though she realized for the first time in her life, someone was not going to let her just run her mouth at them. It was BEA-U-TI-FUL! Hehehehe” Rita giggled. She wanted to tell Marge about her connection to Becky but knew if she mentioned that she was friends with someone in law enforcement, that would make things very difficult, especially with their involvement in the sex trafficking ring.
“I am glad that bitch got yelled at. Hahahaha good job! That woman is SUCH a nuisance to us. I wish we could put her in her place once and for all.” Marge said, then leaned back in her chair. She thought about all the issues Donna had caused them and disrupted their regular business. The way that woman yelled at customers and her dancers, she wanted to punch her herself. Then she sat up in her chair. A thought came to her mind, and she started to get really excited. She thought of a way to solve the Donna problem once and for all. “Hey!!! I got it! I know what we can do to make sure that bitch never bothers us again!” she said with glee.
Rita saw the excited look on Marge’s face and wondered what she was thinking. Whatever it was, it seemed to light a fire in her boss’ demeanor, and it would be a good thing. “Ok, don’t leave me in suspense. What is it? How do we get rid of her?” she asked.
“I think Donna deserves a certain fate in her life. It might be destiny how everything has worked out with us and the assassin. Listen to this. Donna Prescott. Sex slave.” Marge said and motioned her hands in the air as though she was introducing a major celebrity. The thought of Donna suffering really sounded exciting. She knew they would probably never get her in the backroom of the showroom, but they could kidnap her and take her to the facility and torture her.
“What? Donna? A sex slave? Does she even seem like someone who would make a good sex slave?” Rita asked. She was stunned by the idea and the thought of a naked Donna didn’t sound too exciting. It wasn’t that Donna was an ugly person physically; it was just her personality and attitude that made her very unattractive.
“Yes! Think about it. She would make the PERFECT sex slave! That bitch has caused so much trouble, that making her a sex slave would finally teach her some manners. It would finally make her learn some respect and put her in misery. She earned it. You have complained about her for a while. I have complained about her. But we could never do anything until….now.” Marge said. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Trapping Donna, then torturing her sounded more and more exciting to her. She could see Rita being interested, but she seemed reserved. “Come on, tell me what you think.” she said.
Rita contemplated the idea of making Donna become a sex slave. She remembered how innocent Alice was subjected to the cruel torture, and she wanted to imagine Donna strapped down, stripped of her clothes, tickled all over her body and being made to orgasm forcefully. Alice was such an innocent woman. Donna was a nuisance who constantly berated people. Alice wouldn’t harm a fly. Donna hurt people’s feelings, especially Becky’s. She thought about how Donna had been treating Becky recently and even made the poor apprentice cry. That led to them having an intimate moment, but she remembered how crushed Becky was dealing with someone like Donna. That started to make her angry again and she started to think if there was anyone that deserved such a cruel fate, it would be the loud-mouthed daughter of a jewel dealer. “You know, I like that idea. I think it is time we put Donna in her place! The best part is no one would miss her. The town would be a LOT more quiet without her. Hehehe” she said with a giggle.
“Yes! Besides, no one would think about her. Imagine her with a cock stuffed in her mouth every day! She would go on and on about how the master is such a cruel human, and the next thing she knows her mouth is stuffed until she enjoys the cream. Hehehehe I am getting really excited about this. I think we should tell our partner about it, so she could kidnap her. We won’t be able to get Donna to the backroom, so we could use her skills. Oh, this is a GREAT plan!” Marge said with excitement, then rubbed her hands. She leaned back in her chair and hoped Sylvia would return so they could execute their plan. She knew Donna was alone right now, so capturing her would be much easier.
“I can hear her screaming in laughter right now. Hehehe Oh, that bitch is going to learn a very hard lesson.” Rita said as she started to like the plan. This was an opportunity to humiliate Donna and get revenge for the treatment of Becky. She looked forward to stripping her naked and really making Donna suffer.
“Hahah yes. Oh, Donna Prescott will rue the day she ever decided to open that big fat mouth of hers and berate us. Now, she pays a price. I think I will go to the facility myself. I want to see her suffer in person.” Marge said with a cruel smile. She knew their plan would be perfect and the breaking of Donna would be very rewarding. She also looked forward to seeing her sold off, knowing her future would be very miserable for her. She detested the woman and would love to see her suffer forever.
WELLINGTON MANSION
Bessie sat in the living room and felt a little nervous. It had been a long morning and Phoebe still had not come downstairs yet. Ever since they returned her to the mansion, the owner of the largest cattle company in the state had been sleeping the entire time. She was very worried for her. The sight of a very naked Phoebe tied down on that sawhorse really affected her. She saw that shaving cream on the ground with hair in it, knowing it was pubic hair. The sight of a feather that was slid inside Phoebe’s ass had to be a humiliating moment. She couldn’t sleep herself knowing that Phoebe was assaulted by someone and had to be utterly humiliated. She wondered if the same torture happened to Phoebe as happened to her by Thalia. She hoped not, and prayed her friend would be ok. She then looked over and saw Kylie approaching. It had to be an emotional time for her as well. They both discovered Phoebe, and she wondered if seeing her boss naked would really affect her. Kylie had been quiet all morning, just going about doing her chores and taking care of the house like normal. She saw the look of concern on her face and decided to talk to her. “Hi Kylie, can you come here for a moment?” she asked.
Kylie heard Bessie’s voice, and she smiled slightly. She was still in a state of shock when she saw how Phoebe was tied to that sawhorse, her knees on some crates, so her bare soles were upturned and exposed. She saw the nakedness between the legs and how she was shaved there. She remembered how sweaty and exhausted her boss was and when they got her back to the mansion, she was really out of it. She was so out of it, and they were very worried. Vera, the other maid, nursed poor Phoebe and let her sleep through the night. It was getting to be late morning, and Phoebe was still in her room. She walked over towards Bessie and nodded her head. “Yes, Bessie? How can I help you?” she said demurely.
“Sit down. Let’s talk for a moment.” Bessie said, then patted the couch cushion to her right, inviting the pretty young maid to sit next to her. Once Kylie sat down, she gave her a small hug. She knew Kylie had to be bothered by the whole ordeal and wanted to comfort her too. “How are you this morning? I know I couldn’t sleep at all.” she told her.
“I guess I am ok. I mean, I still can’t believe what happened. The way we found her. How naked she was and tied down. What happened to her?” Kylie said and felt her emotions rising. She really cared about Phoebe and hoped she would be okay. She wondered if the same woman that assaulted her at the ball, was the same one that attacked Phoebe. With those feathers around, including one that was placed in Phoebe’s ass, she wondered if her boss was tortured like she was.
“I don’t know. I hope she wakes up soon, so we can talk to her. I can’t believe it happened either. I am happy that we found her. She could have been tied up like that all night long in that barn. Can you imagine if someone else found her like that? The sheer humiliation would be all over the papers.” Bessie told her. She then took a few deep breaths and figured it was time to go check on Phoebe. She wanted to make sure she was ok, and if there was anything she needed. “Let’s go check on her. Let’s make sure she is going to be ok.” she told her.
“Are you sure? I know she has been sleeping all morning, but maybe we should let her rest.” Kylie responded. She felt a little shy to confront Phoebe because she did see her naked body and it would feel a little awkward for her.
“It is ok. Besides, I think she might need some friends right now. Who knows how she will react to the entire ordeal. Come on, let’s go.” Bessie said, then stood up from the couch. She felt a little nervous to see Phoebe, but figured it was time to help her and make sure she was going to be ok. They still had some business matters to handle, but the first thing was Phoebe’s well-being.
“Ok, let’s go.” Kylie said, then stood up. She followed Bessie from the living room and up the stairs. She felt nervous because she had no idea how Phoebe was going to react to all of that trauma. She hoped that her boss would react ok, but after something like that, it could devastate her. She had an idea what she might go through after being tickled and humiliated by that mysterious blond woman at the ball. It took a little while for her to recover, but even still, she still had some aftereffects. It was good to talk to La Diabla when she was here, but something like that was hard to get over. How helpless she felt. How she couldn’t stop that woman no matter how much she begged. The way her body was forced to enjoy the sexual feelings really got to her and if Phoebe went through that same thing, then she would probably be emotionally devastated. They arrived at the room, and she felt those butterflies in her stomach. She saw Bessie knocking and knew it was time to deal with this situation.
“Phoebe? Are you awake?” Bessie called out as she knocked on the door. She didn’t hear a response, and figured she must have still been sleeping. She looked at Kylie and then opened the door. She poked her head inside and looked towards the bed. She saw Phoebe still sleeping and she quietly went inside the room. Phoebe looked peaceful as she slept, which was a good sign. It also meant that she must have been completely wiped out and needed a lot of rest. She made her way to the bed and looked at the sleeping face. She could tell she was sleeping well because her breathing was stable and she actually looked adorable. She then saw Phoebe starting to stir and she stood up straight as a board.
Phoebe started to flutter her eyes open as she woke up from a very deep slumber. She heard a noise and that woke her up. She had woken up earlier, but her head was in a fog, and she went back to sleep. As her eyes opened, she saw two people standing to the side of her bed on the left side. Her eyes cleared a bit and recognized the two women standing before her. “Bessie? Kylie? Mmmm….where am I?” she asked groggily.
“Good morning, Phoebe. You are in your bed at home. How are you feeling?” Bessie said in a soothing voice. She then knelt down so she could be eye level with Phoebe. She noticed Kylie doing the same and she looked at her friend waking up. “I hope we didn’t disturb you. We wanted to check on you.” she said softly.
“Check on me? Why? Was I asleep that long?” Phoebe called out as she sat up in bed and stretched her body. That stretch felt good and she started to gain full consciousness. She felt her head still being foggy and wondered what happened to her. She looked at Bessie and Kylie again and they had looks of concern on their faces.
“Yes, you have been sleeping all morning. You slept a lot. You were in bed by 8pm, and now it is 10am the following day. Are you ok?” Bessie told her. She remembered how dazed Phoebe was when they got her back to the mansion the previous night and she got her in bed as quickly as possible. She was happy that Vera helped her put on a nightgown because Phoebe was still very naked. Her clothes were stolen from the barn, and she wanted to preserve her modesty as much as possible.
“I did? Wow! What the hell happened to me that I was so tired? Hehehe” Phoebe giggled when she heard that information. She was trying to remember what happened the previous night that made her so groggy but couldn’t. She last remembered riding a horse and that was it. Everything after that was a blur. “My head feels so foggy right now. I remember being at that ceremony and then riding a horse. I can’t remember anything at all after that. Did I drink a lot? Please tell me I didn’t embarrass myself too much. Hehe” she giggled, thinking she must have drunk a lot of alcohol and she was having a hangover.
“Y-You don’t remember ANYTHING about yesterday?” Bessie asked in surprise. She was stunned to hear Phoebe thinking she was drunk and not about how she was tied up, naked, and was even shaved between her legs. She was a little concerned about her saying her head was feeling foggy and wondered what happened to her the previous night.
“Hehehe I don’t. I just have this headache, and I feel like I am in a daze. I have no idea how I even made it back home. Did you guys take me?” Phoebe be asked. She looked at the surprised looks on Bessie and Kylie’s faces and wondered if she had made a fool out of herself after watching their reactions. “Tell me the truth, did I make a fool out of myself last night?” she asked.
“We found you in a barn last night. You don’t remember anything about it at all? You were pretty out of it, but it looked like something happened to you.” Kylie told her. She was just as confused as Bessie because the way Phoebe was found meant she had to go through quite an ordeal.
“Something happened to me? Oh dear? How come I can’t remember? W-What happened to me? Please tell me! You two are getting me a little concerned. I was in a barn?” Phoebe asked. She started to get anxious because they were both looking at her as though she had gone through something traumatic. She kept trying to remember what may have happened, but she just could not recall anything from the previous night.
Bessie saw Phoebe’s reaction and heard her words. It appeared she did not remember anything and now she had to break the news to her about how she was found. She started to think that perhaps telling her might jog her memory. She got a little closer to her and then reached out and held her hand. “Phoebe, we found you in a barn last night and you were tied to a sawhorse. You….You were also….naked.” she said in a soft voice.
“I WAS WHAT? What happened to me??? Ow…..” Phoebe shouted in surprise and then held her head. The fogginess was still there, and she was stunned to hear she was tied to a sawhorse in a barn somewhere and naked. She felt her adrenaline flowing because whatever happened to her had to be absolutely terrible.
“You were naked. You were hunched over a sawhorse and….well…..completely exposed. It appeared that someone attacked you, tied you up, and stripped you naked. You don’t remember any of that?” Bessie asked. She could sense that Phoebe was getting frustrated and she knew she had to be strong for her.
Phoebe’s face looked sullen, and she was in utter shock. She was just told she was tied up and attacked. Somehow, she ended up naked and exposed. She grew really frustrated because she could not remember any of it. She looked at Bessie and Kylie and now she was desperate for details. “I-I was actually naked? Who attacked me? Did anything happen to me when I was naked? I-I don’t remember anything!! Why can’t I remember anything?” she said in shock.
“I-I don’t know who attacked you. That was why we wanted to ask you what happened. You went off riding and didn’t come back. So Kylie and I went to look for you and found that barn. We saw the horse you rode and looked inside. That’s when we found you. There were things done to your body, and we had to get you free. We couldn’t even find your clothes, so we covered you in a blanket and brought you back home.” Bessie explained. She could see the emotion on Phoebe’s face and could tell she was about to start panicking. She saw the look of bewilderment and knew this was going to be really tough for her.
Kylie listened and watched Phoebe’s reactions. She was stunned to see that she didn’t remember anything. The way she was tied up, it was done for torture and humiliation. She wondered if not remembering would be more helpful, but now that she knew Phoebe was going to keep asking questions and they didn’t have answers too. “Do you remember seeing anyone at all when you went riding?” she asked.
“I-I can’t remember anything!!! I can’t believe someone did that to me. When you say I was exposed, was I……exposed?” Phoebe asked. She wanted to know the extent of possible humiliation if she was found naked in that barn. She was told that she was tied up, so she started to imagine the worst.
“Well….the way your legs were, you could…..well…..see everything. It even appeared, um, this might be embarrassing, but whoever attacked you…..shaved you.” Bessie replied. She felt strange telling Phoebe all the details of how she was found, but it might trigger her memory so that they could go after the person who attacked her. Her mind went back to how she found Phoebe and how naked and exposed she was. How vulnerable the most special place was. She wondered if she should tell her there was a feather sticking out of her rear, which was definitely done to embarrass her.
Phoebe’s jaw dropped when she heard that response. She was completely exposed, which meant anyone could have seen her most private area. Then when she was told she was shaved down there, she immediately pulled up her nightgown and pulled her underwear forward and looked at her groin. Her heart nearly stopped when she saw she was in fact shaved down there. That meant everything they were telling her was true. The realization that she was utterly humiliated started to hit home and now sadness washed over her. She was also very frustrated that she had no memory of it at all and she got emotional. “I…..I…I can’t believe this happened to me. Who attacked me?! WHO ATTACKED ME AND DID THIS TO ME?!!!” she screamed.
Bessie immediately hugged Phoebe once she started to get really emotional. She wanted to comfort her and now she could hear the cries. She could hear how painful and deep the crying was, and she held on tight. “I got you. I’m sorry, Phoebe, I am so sorry this happened.” she said softly.
Kylie watched Bessie hugging Phoebe, and she heard those cries. It started to break her heart because her boss was in a lot of emotional pain right now. She couldn’t even imagine how she felt to be found and tortured like that. They still did not know all the details, and she was sad for her. The cries started to get deeper and louder, and she walked over to the group. She wrapped her arms around Phoebe’s back, while Bessie hugged from the front. “It’s ok, Phoebe. You are safe now. You are safe.” she whispered as she hugged her.
Phoebe couldn’t help but let out a devasted cry after learning she was assaulted. She had no recollection at all, and her brain was still foggy. She wondered who would do this to her and just left her in a barn like that. She tried to remember anything she could at the ceremony. She remembered all of that. She remembered the ceremony, the people, and even when she got the horse to go riding. It was after that she had no idea. She kept thinking about every single thing that took place, and she even remembered when she took two drinks from those two women servants. Her mind then went back to learning what happened to her and she noticed that she didn’t feel any pain in her body, which meant some man did not force himself on her. Her body felt a little sensitive and she wondered what could have happened. Phoebe did appreciate Bessie and Kylie being here right now as she cried. She loved the both of them and was grateful. She let herself cry for a few minutes, and then she started to regain her inner strength. Now her mind was determined to find out what could have happened. “Thank you….Thank you both for finding me and bringing me home.” she said softly.
“I am glad we found you. You could have been in that barn all night long. I am so sorry you went through this. We still don’t know what happened to you.” Bessie said, then felt Phoebe releasing the hug. She looked at her red face and tear-stained cheeks. She just wanted to comfort her and help her in this emotional moment.
“I want to find out what happened! Who would do this to me? I-I am trying to remember anything. I just remember having two drinks and that was it. It was just champagne, and I know I can drink more powerful stuff to have an effect on me than champagne. Are there any other details? I need to know. I want to remember stuff.” Phoebe requested. She felt incredible sadness, but she also felt some anger. Someone did this to her to embarrass her and she started to think of one particular person. There was only one person she could think of that would love to embarrass her and that was Agatha Walden. That made her remember the last time they had a face to face, and that woman was brimming with confidence. She thought about the night at the Ball, and she was confident then. She never forgot how she got out of her carriage with her two servants and had the confidence of someone in control. Her mind started to spin remembering all those details and then she remembered something else. It was the servant from that night. She was a pretty blond woman who ran into her, and then she remembered the servant at the ceremony serving drinks. Pheobe tried to think if the two women were the same. “Hmmmm….” she muttered.
“What? What is it?” Bessie asked. She could see Phoebe thinking about something and wondered if she remembered anything about the previous night and who might have attacked her.
“I-I don’t know. I can’t remember anything at all from that barn, but just some other things flashed through my mind. I remember this servant from the Ball. I think she was the same servant that served me drinks. Tall woman. Really pretty with blond hair. I might be imagining things, but I think it was the same woman.” Phoebe mused. She remembered how attractive the servant was and wondered if they were the same people. If they were, then it couldn’t have been a coincidence that the servant was around her twice now.
Kylie’s mind started to go into a frenzy when she heard the description. The way Phoebe described the servant, it sounded a lot like the woman who had attacked her at the Ball. There was a really pretty servant that she befriended before she was attacked in a storeroom. She remembered being tied up and then tickled all over her body. It was kind of a strange coincidence that Phoebe thought the same woman was at the Ball and the ceremony. She also noticed the pattern that this same blond woman was around when she was attacked and now Phoebe. She started to think that woman may have had something to do with Phoebe’s attack. She suffered under that woman herself, and it was possible this woman now went after Phoebe. “Are you sure? That would be a crazy coincidence.” she asked.
“It might be. I mean, her face was distinctly pretty. Is it possible that someone is coming after me? Like they want to hurt me or something?” Phoebe asked. Now she started to feel very nervous. She wondered if someone was trying to do harm to her and she couldn’t understand why. It was odd that if someone was targeting her, why would they do it when she didn’t cause any harm? She really started to think it was Agatha behind it all, but she didn’t want to sound crazy. “I wonder…..I wonder if this woman was sent by Agatha?” she asked.
Bessie was shocked to hear that theory as well as someone trying to come after Phoebe. She remembered a blond woman vaguely, but at the Ball and ceremony, there were lots of blond women. It was peculiar that Phoebe was tied up in a barn and most likely tortured, but she had no idea why. Phoebe was such a giving person. She would donate to charities and hire so many people for work. The more she thought about it, it did sound reasonable that Agatha was behind it but that also brought a problem. Agatha had beat Phoebe out for the new land, so why go after her now? She shook her head and wondered what was happening and if someone was truly going after her. “Are you sure? I mean, why would Agatha do something like that? I know she is a rival, but sending someone to do that to you doesn’t fit within her. I don’t like her but send someone to hurt and humiliate you?” she asked hypothetically.
“I know, but who else hates me enough to do this to me? I can’t even remember what happened to me at all, and here I am recovering in bed and had my pussy shaved.” Phoebe responded with some frustration. She really wanted to know who attacked her and why. She looked at both Bessie and Kylie and continued to feel grateful that they found her and brought her back home. “I am really grateful for the both of you. I can’t believe you found me in such a compromising position. Maybe I am fortunate that I can’t remember because it is already embarrassing listening to how you found me. If I was aware of it, it would be even more mortifying. I wish I could just remember, no matter how painful it is. I do really think someone sent someone after me. I have a feeling it was the blond woman, and I hope she doesn’t come after me again.” she told them.
“Well, no more riding off by yourself for now. Until we figure out what is happening, you are not to be alone when we leave this house. Understand?” Bessie told her with some concern in her voice. Knowing that Phoebe was attacked truly made her scared and she just could not handle if Phoebe was attacked again. Her mind did wonder if there was in fact someone after her. She looked over at Kylie and could see how concerned she was. “Are you ok, Kylie? You look sad.” she asked.
Kylie kept thinking about the attack on her that she experienced back at the Ball. It was too eerily the same between what happened to her and Phoebe. She didn’t get her pubic hair shaved, but she did have her pussy played with and was forced to orgasm. It was a moment in time that she would never forget. The fact that Phoebe was most likely tormented the same made her convinced it was the same woman. She wondered if she should warn Bessie as well. This mystery woman could be coming after all of them, and the one trait they shared was that they were enemies of Agatha. No one else seemed to want to do harm to them. She started to get nervous and determined to find out who the woman was and to bring her down. Then she heard Bessie’s question, and she blushed. “Yeah, I am ok. I just keep thinking about how someone attacked her. I think Agatha might be behind it too. It does make sense for Phoebe not to travel alone right now. There could be another attempt. In fact, we should all be a little more cautious.” she responded.
Phoebe didn’t like the idea that she had to travel alone each time, but she understood it. If there was someone after her, she just couldn’t present herself as completely vulnerable. “Ok, I will not travel alone anymore. I will have someone with me. I-I can’t believe this happened to me. I wondered what happened to my body. I still feel a little tingly all over, as though all the nerves in my body are receptive. Hell, if you tickled me right now, I would completely lose it. Don’t even think about it!” she said with a small giggle as she looked towards Bessie.
“Hehe I am not going tickle you right now, but maybe later. This is very concerning. I hope the attacker can be found and that we can find out why it happened.” Bessie mused. She felt fear growing inside her body because if someone was after Phoebe, another attack could happen at any moment.
Kylie heard Phoebe’s small giggle and the idea of being tickled. She thought back to her own torture and how humiliating it was to be tickled all over and forced to orgasm. She thought about the feathers that were in that bar when they found Phoebe and even the feather that was sticking out of her ass. She had a feeling it was the same woman that tortured her, and Phoebe may have been tickled tortured and forced to orgasm. She didn’t want to reveal her own torture because it would send both Phoebe and Bessie into a panic and she didn’t want them to be extra fearful. However, it really made her determined to find the woman who potentially did this and for her to get her own revenge. Finding her would be difficult, but she could always ask for help. An idea came to her mind, and she started to like it. It made sense and could prevent further embarrassment. “Hey, how about I do this? Let me go to the one person that could possibly help all of us and perhaps figure out your attacker. The one person that we can trust and perhaps protect us and give us ideas. Let me go to Plotsville and ask Darby for help.” she offered.
“What? You want to go to Darby and have her help me? I-I don’t know. She is really busy protecting that town and I don’t want to make her feel obligated to help me.” Phoebe responded. She did trust Darby and knew she would be very helpful, but she also didn’t want to burden the deputy with her own problems.
“Hmmmm….maybe that is a good idea. Darby could at least have it on her radar. Maybe even Becky could help since she is not a deputy. Maybe she could do something as well. We do need to find out who did this to you. We need to know if you are still a target. Phoebe, when I found you in that barn like that, it was one of the most painful sights I had ever seen. The way you were so exposed and helpless. I don’t want that to happen again. We could at least let her know and you know we can trust her.” Bessie added. She liked the idea of having someone as brave and strong as Darby possibly finding out what happened and what could be done. Even if she couldn’t commit to fully investigating it herself, she could potentially know people who could find the culprit.
“I do trust Darby. I trust her with my life. The way she handled things in Mexico makes me very confident things could get done, but it is REALLY embarrassing to admit how I was found.” Phoebe responded. She started to think that perhaps Darby could help, but it would mean she had to tell the deputy what happened to her, and she really didn’t know what happened to her.
“Ok, I will go to Plotsville tomorrow and talk to her. Perhaps we can find this person and hope they never do it again to anyone. I think it was Agatha that sent the attacker because that woman is very devious. She is also very vindictive. She really wants to destroy you, Phoebe. Trust me, I know.” Kylie said to the group. She remembered how Agatha hired her to steal those blueprints to the refrigeration device so it would ruin Phoebe’s business. She remembered how much Agatha would tell her that she wanted to destroy Phoebe Wellington and the entire company. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like Agatha did in fact send someone to attack her boss and she wanted revenge.
“Ok. Ok. I will allow it. I can’t believe this happened to me. I hope it really isn’t Agatha behind this. I do want to know who did this to me and I also want to know how they made me forget everything. You would think they would want me to remember everything that happened. This is all very strange.” Phoebe said, still trying to cope with the fact that someone attacked her, stripped her, shaved her and left her tied up in a barn for the world to see her. It was something she wanted to forget, but also something she wanted to know more about. She wondered what could have happened to her during that attack. She didn’t know if she was tortured somehow or just knocked out and stripped. It was going to frustrate her, but she had to know.
“Ok, I will leave first thing in the morning. I will go see her and Becky and perhaps we can solve this. I won’t let you down.” Kylie said with determination in her voice. She really wanted to find this woman again and get revenge. Not just for Phoebe, but for herself. That woman humiliated her like no other person before, and she vowed to herself she would do the same to that woman. She wanted to find out just how ticklish she was and force her to cum her brains out. She felt her adrenaline flowing and knew the next day was the beginning of a new adventure for her.
Cheyenne sat on her bed and was staring off into space. She felt a little emotional as she thought about what took place a little earlier in the day. She saw the woman she loved so much, and it was a hurtful experience for her. La Diabla had to leave for a few days, and she could tell something was very wrong. She kept asking the outlaw to let her help her and for the first time since they knew each other, La Diabla yelled back at her. It was a frustrated and passionate yell, and it stunned her. She then watched as the outlaw left, and it hurt her feelings to be yelled at. There was something very wrong with her friend and all she wanted to do was help. It made her wonder if her unconditional love made La Diabla angry. She started to have many self-doubting thoughts going through her mind and it made her sad knowing that she angered La Diabla. She then heard the door opening and saw Molly walking in. She could see how upbeat she was and even though she was glad to see it, she still felt very sad about that earlier interaction. “Hi Molly.” she said in a calm voice.
Molly entered the room and felt great. She had finished interacting with Ana the maid, and it was a pleasant conversation. She wanted to go back to the room to see what was going on with Cheyenne and perhaps they could make plans together. They had a wonderful breakfast with everyone, and she loved the camaraderie with everyone. This vacation was the best thing that ever happened to her because she got to make so many new friends and see so many new places and things. Things she would have never done had she never met Cheyenne. She saw her best friend on her bed and noticed the sullen demeanor. That immediately changed her mood because she wanted to know what was bothering her. “Hey Cheyenne, is something wrong? You look sad.” she asked.
“It’s nothing. I’m ok.” Cheyenne responded with a half-smile. She didn’t want to burden Molly’s mood, so she wanted to pretend everything was fine. Molly appeared so happy and knew what this vacation meant to her. She did not want to ruin the atmosphere.
Molly heard the tone in Cheyenne’s voice, and she felt concerned. She moved closer to her on the bed and wrapped her left arm around the shoulders and gave a slight hug. “Cheyenne, I know you. I can tell when something is bothering you. Tell me. You seem sad.” she told her.
Cheyenne felt the arm around her shoulder, and she turned to her right. She saw the look of concern on Molly’s face, and she loved her friend. She really didn’t want to bring her down, but she knew she was only trying to help her. “Well, I feel a little bad. Earlier I was talking to Qalataqa, and she yelled at me.” she told her in a sad tone.
“What? Qalataqa yelled at you? Why?” Molly asked in total surprise. She knew how close La Diabla and Cheyenne were to one another and everything she saw was nothing but love between the two. She found it hard to believe that La Diabla would ever be mad at Cheyenne.
“Yeah, she did. I know something is bothering her. She seems so sad, and I wanted to help her. I kept asking her what was wrong so that I could help her and she yelled at me to stop asking. I was so shocked that I ended up walking away. I made her mad.” Cheyenne said and started to feel the emotions of that moment.
“Awww…..I am sure she didn’t mean it. I know she loves you. It must have been something very wrong going on with her and she just lashed out. I am sure she is not genuinely mad at you.” Molly told her, trying to console her. She noticed for herself there was a change in demeanor of the outlaw when she returned from that night being at Ciudad Azteca. La Diabla was usually pretty jovial around all of them, but at breakfast she seemed a lot calmer and quieter. “I wonder what is wrong with her.” she mused.
“I don’t know. Whatever it is, it must have been really bad. I am worried about her.” Cheyenne replied. Her mind started racing wondering what her friend was going through. She wondered what could have possibly upset her so much that she would get mad at her. She took a deep breath and sighed. “Hey, I think I will go for a walk. I just want to calm down. Is that, ok?” she asked.
“Of course it is ok. I am sorry you feel sad, Cheyenne. You know I am here for you. You always help me, and I want to help you. I miss seeing that smile of yours right now.” Molly told her. She then hugged her again and gave her a kiss on the right cheek.
“Thank you, Molly. I really do appreciate you and your friendship. I hope I never do anything to you where you want to yell at me.” Cheyenne told her and felt a little sad again after thinking about that moment with La Diabla.
“I think it is impossible for you to do anything to make me mad. Hehe” Molly told her. She really felt bad for Cheyenne and wished she could feel better about herself. “Hey, let me see that smile again. Please?” she asked.
“You’re so funny…..” Cheyenne said then flashed a fake smile at Molly. “See?” she asked.
“Haha no, I want to see your real smile!” Molly said, then removed her arm from around the shoulders and then placed her hands on Cheyenne’s sides and started to squeeze them. “Let’s see your smile!” she grinned.
Cheyenne felt those hands on her sides, and she started to laugh immediately. She was always very ticklish around her sides and the tickle attack caught her off guard. “HAHAHAHAHA MOLLY!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? HAHAHAHA” she called out as she fell to her left and tried to get away from the hands.
Molly giggled as she kept up her tickling. She loved the sound of Cheyenne’s laughter and the way her body would move around when tickled. She saw that beautiful smile and she hoped it would at least make Cheyenne feel better. She let go of the sides and smiled as she saw Cheyenne lying on the bed and giggling. “There! Now, don’t you feel better? Hehehe” she asked with her huge smile.
“Hehehehe you are SO mean!!! Hehehehe You tickled me!” Cheyenne giggled as she sat back up. She looked at the silly grin on Molly’s face and she loved it. Seeing her friend being happy made her feel a little better.
“Yes! I tickled you! You needed that.” Molly told her. She then hugged her again and softly rubbed her back “I am sure she will tell you what was bothering her. You didn’t do anything wrong but be your normal loving self.” she whispered to her.
“Thank you for that. Not the tickling, but the kind words. Hehehe” Cheyenne giggled as she felt the love in the hug she was receiving. She then let go of the hug and looked over at Molly. She adored her so much and was glad she was here.
“You are welcome. It will be ok, my friend.” Molly told her. She then stood up from the bed and looked at her friend who was now getting off the bed as well. “You are going to take a walk?” she asked.
“Yeah, I just want to clear my head. I am worried about her. I will be back. What will you do?” Cheyenne asked.
“I will stay in her for a bit and perhaps find Bella or someone to talk to. You can take your time. I understand why you are worried. I am worried about her too, but I know she is super strong, so everything will be ok.” Molly responded with a smile.
“You are such a beautiful person, Molly. Ok, enjoy yourself. I will go for a walk and when I come back, perhaps he can do something together.” Cheyenne told her. She then gave a hug to Molly and then left the room. She really loved how her friend helped her, but she was still very concerned. She couldn’t get that tone of La Diabla’s voice out of her head. It was the way she said it. There was some real anger in her voice and even though she had seen anger out of the outlaw before, it was never directed at her. She walked out of the house and decided to just walk around the farmland. It was a large plot of land, so she could escape in her thoughts for some time. The day was very warm, and she felt the sun on her skin. She was wearing one of her tribal dresses and her moccasins. She looked around and saw the men working in the fields. She liked seeing so many people around and it was an amazing farm. As she continued to walk, she saw a few buildings and remembered that was where some of the workers lived. She decided to walk by there before cutting to the outside border of the farm and then taking a long walk back. As she headed towards the buildings, she saw a few of the workers waving back to her. She and Molly had met a few of them before when they walked this same path. She made it to the buildings and saw a few people milling around. As she walked, she suddenly heard a voice from behind.
“Cheyenne? Is that you?” a voice called out.
Cheyenne turned around and saw a familiar face. It was a young woman headed her way, and she smiled. She remembered that this was the daughter of one of the farm workers and someone she interacted with a few times. “Oh, hi Monica!” she responded.
Monica approached Cheyenne and felt a little nervous. She looked at her and thought she looked absolutely beautiful. She loved the long black hair, and that face was so adorable. She thought about Cheyenne a lot whenever she was by herself and found herself having a little crush on her. She could sense how beautiful Cheyenne was as a person and she just wanted to be around her. She woke up this morning, hoping she would see her again. She was also happy to see that Cheyenne was alone. Her friend Molly was not with her. She walked up to her crush and gave her a hug. “So good to see you! What brings you out here?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the hug and the energy, and it felt nice. She did enjoy her few encounters with Monica, and she seemed like a really nice person. She looked at her and tried to hide the emotions she was feeling because she didn’t want to bring down her mood. “I just went for a walk. I just want to clear my head.” she replied.
“Oh? Is something bothering you?” Monica asked. She could sense some emotion from Cheyenne but couldn’t really tell.
“Um, nothing important. How are you?” Cheyenne responded. She wanted to continue to put on a happy face, even though the thoughts of La Diabla filled her mind.
“I am good. It is always a pleasure to see you. Can I get you some water or something? It is a hot day, and I can see you sweating. Hehe” Monica asked. She saw how Cheyenne’s face was glistening and wanted to offer some comfort.
“Sure! It is a warm day. I am sweating already? Hehehe sorry.” Cheyenne giggled with a smile.
“You are always beautiful whether you are sweating or not. Come with me? I have some water in my room.” Monica told her, then took her hand and started to guide her to her room. She could feel her heart beating faster and felt nervous. She couldn’t believe Cheyenne was going to be in her room. She really wanted to just be around her and get to know her more. She made it to her room and opened the door. She looked inside and it was empty, then guided Cheyenne inside. It was a small room. There was a bed against the wall, a very small table and two chairs. She was very happy she had her own room, as her father lived in a separate one. She wanted privacy and a place to be in her thoughts. “Welcome to my home!” she said with a smile.
“This is a nice room you have.” Cheyenne said as she looked around the space. It reminded her a little of the room she had while in Ciudad Zopilote while she was an indentured servant of Priscilla. Her room was bigger, but this room had the same coziness. She liked how personable Monica was and when she grabbed her hand to take her to this room, she could feel how soft it was. She liked Monica’s warmth and felt a little comfortable around her. She then made her way towards a chair, when Monica stopped her.
“No, don’t sit in the chair. You can sit on my bed. It was a lot more comfortable.” Monica told her. She knew those hard wooden chairs weren’t very comfortable, and she wanted Cheyenne to feel relief and comfort. She wanted to treat her like a queen and was very excited to have her here. She got a glass of water and brought it over to her. “Ok, here you go.” she told her.
Cheynne took the glass of water and smiled. She liked this woman’s kind spirit and found her to be very engaging. She also noticed that she would stare at her quite often. She took a sip and then looked around the room. It was decorated nicely, and she saw a small wooden doll near the windowsill that was similar to the dolls she had back home and at school. “You have a very nice place here. I like the doll you have too.” she complimented.
“Thank you! It is one of my favorites! I am glad you liked it.” Monica responded with a huge smile. She always loved collecting items, and she was happy Cheyenne noticed. She watched as her friend drank her water and felt nervous. She really started to like her and hoped she could contain herself. She then went to go sit next to her and was on the right-hand side. “Hey, do you mind if I ask you something?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt Monica sitting next to her and noticed how close she was to her. She saw that radiant smile and wondered what she could be thinking. “Sure, you can ask me anything.” she responded.
“Is there something bothering you? When I saw you walking, I could see you were in very deep thought. It looked….different. Usually when I see you, you have this smile, and you seem to glow. You are extremely beautiful and even more so when I see that smile.” Monica told her. She started to blush and felt really nervous once she realized that she called Cheyenne very beautiful. She hoped she didn’t make her friend nervous.
Cheyenne started to blush a little about the compliment. It always made her feel very shy whenever someone told her she was pretty. She could see the smile on Monica’s face, and it looked very nice. She wanted to get away from the talk about her physical attractiveness and talk about something else. She knew she had to answer the question about her mind being distant and wondered just how noticeable it was to others. Molly noticed it, now Monica. “I am ok. I was….I was just thinking about something, that’s all.” she replied.
Monica moved her right hand over her body and touched Cheyenne’s right knee. She was now facing her a little and wanted to comfort her. “I hope everything is ok. You looked a little sad. Is there anything I can do to help make you smile?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the hand on her knee and noticed how close Monica was. It made her a little nervous because she seemed so into her. She wondered if Monica had a crush on her or something. She was always smiling at her and always wanting to touch her. She felt very flattered, but she was still very shy from the attention. “I am ok. Really, I will be.” she responded in a shy voice.
“Ok, good. You have such a pretty smile, and I want to always see it on you.” Monica said with her own smile. She started to feel brave as she was so physically close to Cheyenne. She really liked her and looking at the face was driving her crazy. She wondered if she should just back off because she might end up doing something to make Cheyenne mad. She did notice that Cheyenne wasn’t fighting off of her and wondered if she liked her being close. Her own mind started to imagine what it would be like to kiss the beautiful Native American. She started to imagine how soft those lips were. She then moved a little further away because she felt she was getting too bold and didn’t want to scare her. “I’m sorry.” she said, then sat back, and took her hand off the knee.
Cheyenne noticed that Monica was blushing, and she found it cute. She wondered what was about to happen because Monica was leaning her head closer to hers. It felt a little awkward and now that she could see her blushing a little, she was very curious about what was going through her head. “Hehehe I should ask if you are ok. Why are you so nervous and why are you apologizing?” she asked.
Monica felt really embarrassed at the moment because Cheyenne noticed her nervousness. The question asked made her really shy and she felt like she was about to die from embarrassment. She turned away for a moment to gather her thoughts, then looked at that beautiful face again. She could see the little smile she had, and her heart melted. Her brain was now telling her she had a full-blown crush on that young lady. “Yeah, I am ok. I just wanted to say sorry for, you know, being very close to you. I hope you didn’t mind me touching your knee.” she said with a very shy voice.
“Hehehe it is ok. I know you are trying to be caring. I appreciate you wanting to take care of me.” Cheyenne told her. She was getting curious about Monica. She seemed so nice, but also very shy right now. She figured she should get to know her and make a new friend where she could write to her when she returned to school.
“Thank you. You are so lovely, Cheyenne. So beautiful and so nice.” Monica said. She was getting excited that Cheyenne did not seem to mind her touching her. Her desire to touch her kept growing and she placed her hand on the right knee again and gave it a gentle squeeze. She noticed that Cheyenne jumped, and she giggled at the reaction. “hehehe what’s wrong?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the hand return to her knee and when it squeezed it, she felt a very intense ticklish sensation throughout her body. Her knees were always very ticklish, and she wanted to calm down in order to not tempt Monica to keep tickling her. “Hehehe nothing. You startled me a little with squeezing my knee. So, what do you like to----HEHEHEHEHEHE” she squealed when she felt another squeeze on her knee.
Monica loved the reaction she got from the squeezing of the knee. She loved the giggle and remembered when she saw Molly and Cheyenne having a tickle fight. She not only fantasized about kissing Cheyenne, but there were also a few times she wanted to tickle her just so she could hear that laugh. “Hehehe that was cute! You must be ticklish!” she called out.
Cheyenne felt her body go cold when she heard that response from Monica. She could see the deviousness in the eyes, and she knew she had better get away, or she was going to get tickled. She saw Monica now getting close to her again and knew a tickle attack was imminent. “Um, Monica, please don’t….PLEASE DON’T HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded when the knee squeezes took place.
Monica felt her lust surging when she heard that very cute hysterical laughter after squeezing the knee. She loved how ticklish Cheyenne was and that seemed to really excite her. She could feel Cheyenne trying to get away from her and she followed her. Since they were on the bed, Cheyenne tried to move onto the bed and away from her. That would be the perfect trap and now she could have some fun with her. “You ARE ticklish! How cute! Tickle tickle tickle!” she teased.
Cheyenne moved to her left, trying to get her right knee away from Monica’s squeezing hands and she was further up on the bed. She looked at Monica’s face and she recognized that look. That was the look of someone that was hungry to tickle her. She saw that look on Aleshanee’s face plenty of times. She also saw it on Ann and Molly’s faces a few times. She tried to get up, but suddenly, she was tackled onto the bed and felt hands squeezing at her sides. “HAHAHAHA MONICA!!! DON’T TICKLE HAHAHAHA ME!!!” she squealed.
Monica heard that desperate squeal and she had no idea what came over her, but her desire to tickle this beautiful woman silly took over. She managed to get Cheyenne onto her back on the bed and then straddled her legs. She could see that ticklish panic in her eyes and her hands were feebly trying to knock away her hands. It was that smile on that face that really drove her crazy and she wanted to really play with her now. Then she realized she was attacking Cheyenne, and she felt guilty. She paused for a moment and looked very shy. “I’m sorry. I hope you are not mad at me for tickling you. You just have this cute laughter and…I couldn’t help it.”
Cheyenne started to catch her breath and felt her heart race. She was relieved that the tickling stopped, and Monica appeared to be remorseful. She figured the tickle attack was over and she felt relief. “I am not mad at you. You just surprised me, that’s all. I am really ticklish! Hehehe” she responded.
Monica heard those words, and she felt happy. She was happy that Cheyenne was not mad at her and then her mind figured that perhaps she didn’t mind being tickled. She also knew that if she were to tickle her hard, Cheynne would probably scream very loud, which would make some farm workers, including her father come investigate about what all the noise was. Even though her room was secluded from the others, it was still near other buildings that people would pass by. She figured if she wanted to tickle Cheyenne, she would have to do it very softly instead. That gave her a thrill because it meant she could tickle her sensually. “Yes, you are really ticklish. That is the cutest thing ever. Here, let me try this…” she told her.
Cheyenne heard what Monica said and wondered what she wanted to do. She saw her fingers moving towards her arms and she felt her left hand get grabbed, and her arm was stretched out. She watched carefully as she saw the fingers moving towards her arm. “W-What are you doing to my arm?” she asked.
“Just watch….” Monica said in return. She held Cheyenne’s left hand with her right hand, and she took the tips of the fingers on her left hand and placed them right on the inner bicep, near the short sleeve of the dress and slowly stroked her fingers across the skin. Her fingers moved from the biceps, past the elbow, then the forearm and then the wrist. She could feel the goosebumps forming and heard the cutest little giggle. “Feels good?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the fingers stroking her biceps and then traveled up her arm. The sensations tickled her, but it was not an overwhelming feeling. It felt soothing, even though it made her giggle a little. She could feel the goosebumps forming and she shivered a little. “Hehehe it actually does.” she giggled.
Monica loved that giggle, and she continued to lightly stroke her fingers up and down the arm. She could see Cheyenne staring at her arm, and she loved how pretty she looked. There was just something about her smile that drove her crazy. She could see her giggling a little and she loved being in this moment. She then moved her right hand a little and exposed the palm of the left hand. She then lightly stroked her fingers across the palm and felt the hand trying to pull away. “Oooh! You’re ticklish on your hands?” she asked with a smile.
Cheyenne was starting to enjoy the sensation of the fingers stroking her arm. The sensations felt nice and even though she was giggling, she really started to like that ticklish feeling. She felt the fingers now stroking her palms and it surprised her how much it tickled. It wasn’t a powerful tickle feeling, but it did make her jump. “hehehe that tickled! It feels weird.” she giggled.
“Hehehee you really are ticklish, aren’t you? Your palms are ticklish! I bet the bottoms of your feet are going to be a lot of fun.” Monica teased. She imagined what would happen if she tickled Cheyenne’s feet. That thought made her feel her nipples stiffening and it got her really excited. She then let go of the left arm and then reached for the right arm. She held Cheyenne’s right hand with her left and then used the fingers on her right hand to softly stroke the inner biceps, then up the arm past the elbow, then off the forearm. She could feel Cheyenne’s arm moving and knew this very cute woman was very sensitive. “I am glad you like this….” she told her.
“Hehehe it is fun. It tickles but feels nice.” Cheyenne responded. She loved the ticklish feeling and wondered how long this was going to take place. She was starting to really enjoy this soft touch, and it felt good to not be thrashing around when being tickled a lot harder. She panicked a little when Monica mentioned her feet, and prayed that they wouldn’t be tickled. She knew it would drive her absolutely insane, especially with her feet being so warm inside her moccasins. Then she felt the fingers tickling her palm again and she couldn’t help but giggle. “hehehe it is funny how it tickles like that.” she grinned.
“Yes! And it feels nice. I think I am going to make you feel really good today, Cheyenne. You deserve it. If you go along with me, this could be an experience neither one of us will ever forget.” Monica told her. Her lust grew a lot because now she just wanted to touch Cheyenne. She wanted to touch her body and give her pleasure. That caused her mind to start thinking about Cheyenne’s chest and between her legs. She shook her head a little and tried to get those images out. She had no idea if Cheyenne would like to play with girls like that, and didn’t want to scare her.
“hehehe what’s wrong? Why did you shake your head like that?” Cheyenne asked innocently. She saw Monica shuddering a bit and wondered what was happening to her friend. The tickling feeling she was experiencing continued to feel really good to her and she wondered what Monica meant by going along with her.
“Hehe nothing. I was just thinking about something.” Monica replied. She felt embarrassed because Cheyenne noticed her shaking after thinking about what it would be like to touch her intimately. She started to think it was time to at least explore Cheyenne’s body, so she slowly lowered her right arm and looked at that beautiful face. She could see she had a look of happiness, and her heart melted. “Ok, now I want you to flip onto your tummy and I will test some other areas.” she informed.
Cheyenne felt a nice warm glow in her body because that light stroking made her feel really good inside. She wondered where she was going to be touched next. She felt Monica get off her legs and now she was able to flip over onto her stomach. She rested her upper body on her elbows and let her long black hair drape over her shoulders as well as her back. She felt nervous but also a little excited. There was something about that soft touch that really made her love it. “I’m ready.” she said.
Monica felt her heart beating out of her chest as she saw Cheyenne laying there. She couldn’t believe she was in this moment and touching this very sexy woman. She looked at the dress and it went down to the knees. It was a one-piece dress that covered the body except for the neck, the arms and the calves. She wished she could take off the dress and have a lot more skin to play with. She wondered if she could convince her to remove that dress, but in order to help with that, she had to make sure her friend was very comfortable. She then straddled Cheyenne’s upper legs and leaned forward. She moved the black hair off the back and pushed it to the sides. She wanted to expose as much of the neck as possible, since that was her next target. She placed her fingers on the back and the neck and then slowly stroked them across that area and onto the sides of the neck. She felt Cheyenne’s neck scrunching a little and heard the sweetest giggling. “This tickles?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the fingers on her neck and when they got to the sides of her neck, it started to tickle her. It wasn’t a bad tickle, but it was enough to get her giggling. She felt a little embarrassed but also felt happy. This touch was very nice, and she wanted to enjoy it. She was starting to feel a lot more comfortable and wondered how this would all end. “hehehe a little, but it does heheehe feel nice.” she giggled again.
“Hehe you are too cute. Just enjoy.” Monica said in a soft voice. She loved how soft the skin was and continued to stroke the sides of the neck and the back of it. She moved the hair up as much as she could and found the back of the neck where the hairline was. She touched those very fine hairs, and it felt incredible on her fingers. Cheyenne was very soft and that got her really excited. She wanted to find all of the soft spots and really started to desire her even more. Her fingers then went to the front of the neck, and she softly stroked that skin, which caused Cheyenne’s head to drop forward and heard those sweet giggles again.
Cheyenne felt the fingers stroking her neck and it really started to make her body tingle. She squirmed a little because the touch was driving her crazy, but in a very good way. The way those fingers touched those fine hairs on the back of her neck made her nervous. Not only did it make her giggle from the ticklish feelings, but she felt her nipples starting to become erect. That surprised her, but she liked the feeling. She liked the pleasure she was feeling even though it was just a friend lightly tickling her. She hoped to hide her growing arousal because she didn’t know if Monica would play like that. That made her own mind start to spin wondering what would happen if this moment did go that way. She felt a little nervous thinking about it and then tried to dismiss the idea. Monica was just trying to make her feel good, not have sex with her. “hehehe this does feel….tickly, but good.” she cooed.
“I am glad to hear that. I want to make you feel good.” Monica told her. The reactions she was getting from Cheyenne motivated her and also turned her on a lot. She wondered how soft the skin was under the dress, and she now wanted to plan something to get the dress off. She figured she might as well ask, just to check the temperature of this encounter. If Cheyenne refused or was not happy, then she would just touch the normal spots. But if she didn’t mind, that would definitely send this entire moment into something a lot more. “Hey cutie, can I ask you something? I apologize if it offends you.” she asked.
Cheyenne continued to feel the fingers stroking her neck and when they touched her collarbones that were hidden under the dress, she giggled a little more, but her nipples were now very stiff. She couldn’t believe she was feeling such lustful feelings but enjoyed it. She heard Monica’s question and was curious about what she meant about if she would be offended. It was a peculiar segway and she wanted to know what was on her mind. “Um, hehehe, sure. You can ask me anything.” she answered with another cute giggle.
Monica felt her heart beating out of her chest and her mouth went dry. This was the moment of truth. Depending on the answer, this entire interaction would go one of two ways and there would be no turning back. “Um….I-I was wondering if…..you know….since you like this….touch. You have been liking this touch. I-I was w-w-wondering if I could…..um…..you know…..touch your skin under the dress? I-I want you to t-t-t-take off your dress…..” she asked with extreme nervousness.
Cheyenne’s eyes bugged out when she heard that question. This friend was asking her to take off her dress. That would be a very intimate thing, and she didn’t really know her that well. She also knew that she was not wearing a bra, and she didn’t have her school underwear on, she had her tribal loin cloth, which would easily expose her very private areas with a simple movement of the garment. That would essentially make her naked and that was such an intense feeling. “Y-You want to take off my dress?” she asked in response.
Monica felt her face turn beet red from embarrassment. She had just asked another woman to remove her clothes so she could touch her. She got really scared and she wanted to not make Cheyenne angry with her. “Um, never mind. I am sorry I asked. I shouldn’t have.” she told her in an embarrassed tone of voice.
Cheyenne could sense the embarrassment and that did make her appreciate that this young lady wasn’t trying to do things to her that went beyond normal play between friends. She felt she just couldn’t take off her dress right now, but didn’t want to hurt her feelings too. “It’s ok, you don’t have to be sorry. It was ok to ask, but I am really shy. I like how I feel right now, but if I take off my dress, you might see some things. I-I am not wearing any bra and, well, my underwear is….different.” she replied and felt great embarrassment as well.
Monica heard the response, and she understood what Cheyenne meant. She was curious about the underwear part but knowing there was no bra made her understand why her sexy friend was hesitant. “I am so sorry. I understand. I just want to touch your skin to make you feel good. You are enjoying yourself and I got carried away.” she apologized.
“It is ok. I like how you are touching me. It is a tickle, but it feels good. I want to keep my dress on for now.” Cheyenne replied. She really appreciated that Monica was not trying to do bad things to her. She appeared to have good intentions and that made her like her more.
“Ok, thank you., I just want to make you feel so comfortable. I-I understand. I apologize again for asking.” Monica told her. She was happy that Cheyenne was not upset. It meant a lot to her for this woman’s approval. She then thought about what Cheyenne said. She said that her dress could stay on “for now”, which meant it could come off later. That thought got her excited because it meant there was a possibility to play with her body later. She wondered what was meant by the underwear and she really wanted to find out. But for now, she had to play nicely with her and then it hit her. The dress covered so much of Cheyenne’s body, but one area that was definitely not. The calves and feet! Now her excitement grew as she thought about touching those tiny feet. “Ok, let me try the next area. I am going to take off your shoes and touch your feet. Hehe” she told her.
Cheyenne gasped in shock when she heard what Monica had just told her. She was going to have her moccasins removed and her feet were going to be touched. That sent ticklish fear throughout her body because she knew just how ticklish she was. “Hehehe um, my feet? It will tickle too much. You can still touch my arms and neck.” she requested.
“Hehehe don’t worry! I will be careful with your feet. Besides, I know your feet will love my touch. I will make you feel really good.” Monica said. She loved the sound of ticklish fear in Cheynne’s voice, and she felt her arousal continuing to climb. She started to move her body around so she could head towards those precious feet, and she heard the cutest whimpering sounds. She made it to the foot of the bed and then she saw Cheyenne’s legs flip over and she looked back. The beautiful young lady had this sheepish grin on her face, and she loved it. “What’s the matter? Go back on your tummy while I play with your feet.” she requested.
“Hehehe you don’t understand. I am REALLY ticklish on my feet. I don’t know if I will be able to handle you touching them like you did to my hands and arms.” Cheyenne admitted. She felt really nervous because her feet were always highly sensitive. She also remembered just how much her friends loved to tickle her there. It was a major ticklish weakness of her.
Monica’s heart melted as she saw that ticklish fear on the face and heard how ticklish the feet were. She really wanted to get her hands on those feet now. She needed to get Cheyenne to relax, so she could get those shoes off her feet. She then thought of an idea and hoped Cheyenne would go along with it. “Ok, I won’t touch your feet right now. I will touch your neck and your collarbones. Go ahead. Lay down for a moment.” she instructed.
Cheyenne felt a little guilty about telling Monica not to touch her feet. She felt shy at the moment because all Monica wanted to do was play with her and being honest with herself, she was enjoying everything. But she knew just how ticklish her feet were. She was also still blushing over the fact that she was told to remove her dress, which would expose her body in an intimate way. She wondered if she should just go along with whatever Monica wanted because she seemed very nice. She lay on her back and saw Monica now straddling her legs again. She moved her hair and exposed her neck. She couldn’t help but smile when she saw those fingers headed towards her. “hehehe I hope my neck is not too ticklish.” she smiled.
“It probably is, but it is a good tickle. You need good tickles sometimes.” Monica said, then started to lightly stroke her fingers across the front of the neck. She could see that ticklish smile forming on Cheyenne’s face and it really delighted her. She was happy that the young woman was engaging with her in this manner. She heard those cute giggles as her fingers continued to touch that soft skin. She moved her fingers towards the collarbone area and heard another giggle. She looked at that face and she just couldn’t help but love it. She saw Cheynne tilting her head back a little into the pillow, which exposed the neck more. That led her to believe she was really enjoying it. As she continued to stroke that area, her eyes went down to Cheyenne’s chest, and she saw the nipples starting to poke out. She remembered Cheyenne telling her that she wasn’t wearing a bra and knowing those naked breasts were hiding under that dress sent a tingle between her legs. Monica started to get really warm inside her body and wondered if she would actually have sex with someone like Cheyenne. She wanted to fight those thoughts but when she heard a soft moan, she couldn’t help but think about this turning erotic. “Like this?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt those soft caresses on her neck, and it felt amazing. It was a ticklish feeling, but it also felt really good. She could feel how hard her nipples were and she was surprised this was turning her on. She wanted to absorb the moment. Right now, she had nothing on her mind except those wonderful ticklish feelings flowing through her. There was something about the way her neck was being touched that she really loved. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of that touch on her collarbones. The fingers moved slowly and gingerly and she felt goosebumps. She heard Monica’s question and smiled. “Yes. I really like this. It hehehe feels good.” she replied with a slight giggle.
Monica continued to stroke that skin and loved how Cheyenne’s body was responding. It was the way she felt her hips beneath her moving got her thinking that her friend was aroused. She had done this before with another friend, and it did end up as a make out session. Memories of that moment came to her mind, and she looked at the very pretty face. Those eyes were closed, and she saw that smile. She then learned forward and put her face close to the neck. She smiled and then blew her breath softly across the neck and collarbones. She heard a moan, and her own excitement continued to build. “You are so pretty, Cheyenne.” she cooed as she continued to softly blow across that skin.
“Mmmm….thank you….” Cheyenne moaned as she felt that warm breath blowing across her neck. She felt tingles in her body and the pleasure was starting to build. She was surprised how this was turning out and wondered what was going to happen next. She was aroused but was too shy and nervous to admit something like that to Monica. She started to curl her toes inside her moccasins and her hips were moving. This moment felt so soothing and erotic to her. She shuddered when the lips were really close to her neck. “Feels good….” she softly cooed.
Monica was very close to Cheyenne’s neck area with her mouth. Her lips were very close to that neck skin, and she felt that burning desire to kiss it. She could hear those soft moans of Cheyenne, and she couldn’t help it anymore. She planted her lips on the side of the neck and gave it a gentle kiss. She heard a soft gasp from the woman and that only excited her even more. She gave it another kiss, then used her fingertips to stroke the collarbones again. “So pretty….” she said between kisses.
Cheyenne was surprised, but also very excited when she felt the kiss on her neck. She had no idea why she was letting this happen, but it did feel really nice. She felt the tingles throughout her body and got caught up in them. She started to wonder if she should stop Monica. She figured this might go too far and put them in a position to do something neither of them expected. She opened her eyes and before she could speak, she saw Monia’s face appear before hers and then their lips touched! She was stunned as Monica started to kiss her on the mouth!
Monica loved being in this moment. She had such a crush on Cheyenne and now they were physically close to one another. Her chest was on Cheyenne’s, and she was erotically stimulating her with her soft touches. It was the sound of Cheyenne’s moans that drove her wild. She loved kissing that side of the neck and then she lifted her own head. She felt the tension and her instincts were now coming out. Once she saw those lips, she couldn’t help but kiss them. She planted her lips on Cheyenne’s and started to kiss her. The softness of her lips exploded within her, and she was extremely turned on now. She broke the kiss and then noticed the shocked look on Cheyenne’s face. She lifted herself up and now she felt really embarrassed. She loved being in that moment, but now it was possible that it might have offended Cheyenne. She placed her hands over her mouth and felt truly embarrassed. “I am so sorry! I-I didn’t mean to kiss you.” she apologized.
Cheyenne saw that reaction from Monica and now they were both stunned. She didn’t know what to think. The moment between them was erotic and the kiss felt nice physically. She didn’t know what to think and she felt extremely shy right now. “Um….you wanted to kiss me?” she asked.
Monica started to blush heavily after hearing that question. She wondered if Cheyenne was about to be very angry with her and she felt terrible. “I am so sorry. I-I just got a little caught up in the moment. I liked kissing your neck and then I…well. I don’t know what happened. It just….happened. I feel so terrible right now. I am SO sorry.” she tried to explain.
“Ok….I guess that was ok. I didn’t expect that. Don’t feel bad. It happens.” Cheyenne said to her. She could see the embarrassment on Monica’s face, and she wanted to let her know she was not angry. She laid her head on the pillow and just looked at her. She wondered what was about to happen next after that kiss.
“So, you’re not mad at me?” Monica asked. She noticed that Cheyenne wasn’t upset or reacted badly. She still lay there and didn’t tell her to get off, so she could storm out of here. It confused her but also excited her. She wondered if Cheyenne actually liked the kiss.
“No, I am not mad. There is no reason to be mad. I guess sometimes things happen. It is ok.” Cheyenne told her. She could see how apologetic Monica was and didn’t want to make her feel bad. She then lifted her right hand and gently caressed Monica’s left arm to soothe her.
Monica felt that touch on her arm and she felt excited. She also felt happy that Cheyenne was so forgiving. She had a feeling that she was indeed a very special young woman and that made her even more attracted to her. “I am sorry I kissed you without telling your first. It is just that….you know… you are so beautiful, and I just wanted to see what it was like to kiss your lips. I liked it too.” she admitted.
Cheyenne started to blush because it was becoming very obvious that Monica was attracted to her a lot. She felt very flattered and also very shy. She did like the kiss too and wanted to make sure that Monica was going to be ok. “I understand. It….It was a nice kiss. Thank you for your compliments.” she told her.
“It was? Thank you. You have some really nice lips.” Monica said, then felt shy again. She then placed her hands on Cheyenne’s ribs to rest and gave her fingers a slight squeeze. She felt the body under her flinch, and she remembered that Cheyenne was very ticklish. “Oh, that’s right, you’re ticklish. Hehehe” she teased.
UP NEXT: Cheyenne enjoys herself and Molly begins to have a memory of a lifetime
Ok fans, how did you like this one? I hope you like the more playful, sensual, erotic nature of the tickling scenes of this chapter. I want to give some of the characters a good time. I hope you also have been enjoying the story itself. As I have mentioned, I am really excited about the story itself, and I hope you truly enjoy it as it all unfolds. Thank you for being such great fans! Your comments are most encouraged and welcomed.
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PART 7
Darby was walking down the road, headed for the Sheriff’s station after running a few errands for the Sheriff. She felt excited and had a good feeling about the day. She hoped today would be the day they solved the mystery of the thief that went around tickling helpless women. The festival was coming up soon, and she wanted to make sure there wasn’t some masked woman going around terrorizing anyone. It was important that they made everyone feel at ease. As she continued to walk, she started to think about La Diabla. She wondered if she and her friends Cheyenne and Molly were having a good time. She really missed that woman and hoped to see her again soon. Darby continued to walk, when she suddenly heard a voice calling out to her.
“DEPUTY DARBY!!! DEPUTY DARBY!!!” a voice called out.
Darby stopped walking and looked at a woman approaching her. The woman looked pretty, and had shoulder length blond hair, and wore a white cowboy hat with her brown dress. She had a look of fright on her face, and she wondered what was happening. “Hiya Miss, can I help you?” she asked.
“Yes!!! I am so scared right now! I am glad I saw you. I need your help!” the woman said to her with emotion in her voice.
Darby could hear that emotion in her voice and that concerned her. The woman looked very afraid, and she wanted to help her. “I can help! What’s going on? Why are you so scared?” she asked.
“It’s my daughter! She didn’t come home last night, and I am scared! It is not like her to not be home. I thought she stayed the night over her friends’ homes, but neither of them has seen her.” the woman said in a panic.
“What? That is very concerning. She didn’t come home at all? What’s her name?” Darby asked. She could feel the woman’s emotion and hoped her daughter was ok.
“Her name is Alice. Alice Cunningham. Please, we have to find her! She told me she went to that Burlesque show and her friends said they could barely remember what happened. They don’t remember how they left the premises! I’m so worried, deputy. Can you find her?” the woman asked. She reached for Darby’s larger hands and hoped she could find her daughter.
“Alice Cunningham. Got it. I will see what I can do. Can ya describe her?” Darby asked. She really felt for the woman and wanted to help her find her daughter. She listened to the description and hoped she could find her. She also found it strange that the Burlesque show was involved in this situation. That made her wonder if Donna Prescott was right. Ever since the show arrived, crime picked up. It also brought a lot of money into the town’s economy, but it also attracted a negative element. She remembered that the same show had a pattern of victims with the Tickling Thief. Now, there was a young woman missing, and the show was referenced. She wondered if she should go get Becky and then start asking the two friends if they remembered anything. She really hoped she could find Alice and return her to her concerned family. “Ok, thank you. I will start muh investigation. I will visit her friends and see if we can get any kind of leads. Don’t worry Mrs. Cunningham, we will find your daughter and bring her home safe and sound.” she told her.
“Thank you, Deputy Darby. I know I can count on you. Thank you! Please, please bring my sweet angel back home.” Mrs. Cunningham said, then walked away.
Darby felt her heart strings being pulled because it was never good for a mother to be worried about her children. Even though Alice was an adult, she was still that woman’s child and a mother’s love was always the best. “Ok, looks like muh plate is getting full. I got a thief to find, security to provide, and now I have to find a missing woman. Sigh time to get to work.” she told herself, then headed off.
La Diabla was riding her horse and had a look of sadness on her face. It was early morning, and she left Ciudad De Serpientes along with Gabby and Veronica. It was a very rough night as she could not sleep at all. The fact her mother was a hostage of Priscilla’s truly broke her heart. All she could think about was that look on Isabel’s face when that knife was on her throat. She didn’t feel that same fear since she was a child and learned her father passed away. Her mother meant everything to her, and now she was in danger. She was also forced to kidnap a random woman on the street and torment her for the pleasure of Priscilla. She found out that she had to work for Priscilla and had to go to the United States and be an enforcer for the new sex trafficking ring. It was such a difficult thing for her to do. She felt like her life was falling apart and she couldn’t do anything. She had to go back to the US without her friends and that hurt her. La Diabla had no idea what to do. When she arrived at Gabby and Veronica’s home in Ciudad De Serpientes, she went to the other room and just lay there. It was such a quiet trip home as each of them felt the pressure that was happening. She wanted to be by herself, and she cried a lot. It was such a helpless feeling to not be able to do anything towards a woman she hated. Now, she had to meet with that same woman in the late morning so she could depart to the United States. But first, she had to confront Cheyenne and Molly. She had to let them know she had to leave and for them to try and enjoy their vacation for a few days. She didn’t know how she was going to tell them, but she wanted to leave out the part that her mother was in danger and definitely did not want to mention Priscilla’s name in front of Cheyenne. Her beautiful young friend finally started to get over that Santa Selena ordeal, and did not want her to feel those old emotions. She looked to her left and saw Gabby on her horse and then looked at her right and saw Veronica on hers. She was grateful they were with her, and she wanted them to look over Cheyenne, Molly and Bella just in case Priscilla went after them.
“We are almost there.” Gabby said. Her heart was heavy because everything at the moment was falling apart. Priscilla had control over her friend, and she couldn’t destroy her as well. She barely slept as she and Veronica laid in bed together but could hear La Diabla crying throughout the night. She had never seen the woman so emotional before and she understood why. Those cries broke her heart because the outlaw was in a lot of emotional pain. When she was told this early morning that she would have to look after Cheyenne, Molly and Bella, she made that promise that she would put her own life on the line to make sure they were all safe. She looked at La Diabla and saw her still very emotional in her face. She wished she could hug her. They were close to Bella’s farm and knew this could get emotional.
Veronica looked at La Diabla and could see that pain on her face. She also could not sleep as she heard the outlaw crying. She would start to cry herself and was glad Gabby was in bed with her so they could comfort each other. They really wanted to comfort La Diabla, but knew it was best for her to just let it all out. She was very worried about her because she had to leave Mexico and go with Priscilla’s associates and work on that trafficking ring. She also vowed to protect the women at Bella’s farm to ensure everyone stayed safe from Priscilla. She looked forward and saw the farm approaching. She remembered they had to make it seem like everything would be ok, so they would not make Cheyenne, Molly and Bella worried. “Ok, there’s the farm. Are you ready?” she asked the outlaw.
La Diabla could see the farm approaching and heard her two friends. She looked at them both and nodded her head. She knew she had to rein in her emotions so that she would not make her other friends worried about her. She figured once she got to the United States, she would try to figure out a plan to ruin Priscilla and rescue her mother. She didn’t know how she would do it, but she had to figure out something. The horses approached the stables, and she took a deep breath. It was now time to put on an act, so no one would suspect her emotional turmoil. Once she dismounted the horse, she started to walk towards the house with both Gabby and Veronica. They walked together and her heart was beating very fast. Once they arrived at the front door, she knocked and, in a few moments, the door opened. She saw Ana the maid, and she had a huge smile. “Hello, Ana!” she said with a smile.
“Senoritas! You are all back! Come in, come in! I will let Senora Bella know you are here.” Ana said, then ushered the women in.
La Diabla walked inside the house and wondered how this would all turn out. It was still early morning, and she figured everyone was just getting up and getting ready for the day. She then heard some footsteps and looked towards the stairs. She couldn’t help but smile because Cheyenne was headed her way. She always loved seeing her and felt she needed that love from her at this terrible moment. “Cheyenne!” she said with excitement.
“QALATAQA!!!! YOU’RE BACK!!!” Cheyenne said with sheer excitement in her voice. She ran towards the outlaw and gave her a hug. She wondered why she had to leave the previous day and hoped everything was ok. Even though she was told everything was fine, she still sensed something was wrong.
La Diabla felt that hug and it was full of love. She always loved Cheyenne’s hugs and right now, she needed one more than anything. She started to feel emotional but had to get it together so that she would not worry her young friend. “So glad to see you. I love your hugs, but….I can’t breathe right now. Hehe” she giggled.
Cheyenne giggled when she heard those words because she was always told that whenever she gave a hug to La Diabla. She let go of her hug and smiled. She also saw Gabby and Veronica and was happy to see them. Then she heard Molly coming down the stairs and she smiled. “Hey Molly, look! Qalataqa is back along with Gabby and Veronica!” she told her excitedly.
“Welcome back! I hope your journey was a good one yesterday! We missed all of you. So, how did everything go?” Molly asked. She was happy to see the trio and was glad they returned safe and sound. She wanted to talk to them and learn about their adventures. She imagined they all had a great time and had great stories to tell.
“It was good. You know, plenty of adventures for us. Hehe” La Diabla responded. She didn’t know how to tell the ladies that her life was extremely miserable. It also broke her heart knowing that she had to tell them she was leaving again. She then saw a woman coming in from the dining area and it was Bella. She looked beautiful and saw her warm smile. She remembered that Bella knew Priscilla had contacted her, but she still wanted to leave out the important details about her mother. “Hey Bella! Buenos Dias!” she told her.
Bella approached everyone and smiled. She was happy to see the outlaws again but was curious about how their adventure went. She was concerned all night long because she knew La Diabla went to go see Priscilla. She knew that confrontation was going to be tough and hoped everything was going to be ok. “Welcome back my friends! So good to see you again. You are just in time for breakfast! Come, let’s go eat and you can tell us about the fun you had.” she offered.
La Diabla saw how excited everyone was and figured she could at least have breakfast with them. She wanted to savor the moments she had with them because she had no idea how her adventure was going to turn out. She wanted to absorb their positive energy and hoped they could help her focus on her task. She smiled and then walked into the dining room. She sat down in her seat and as Ana served the food, she listened to Gabby and Veronica make up a story about how they went to Ciudad Azteca and had a good time. She truly loved her friends for covering for her and she tried to keep up a positive attitude. She could barely eat her breakfast because she kept thinking about what had to be done. She had to force herself to eat because it was going to be a long journey and she needed to make sure she had her strength and energy up. It delighted her to see how Cheyenne and Molly reacted to the made-up stories and loved their innocence. La Diabla also noticed Bella looking at her and she knew the woman was very concerned about her. She figured she could tell her about her destination, but not what it was all about. She then saw Cheyenne looking at her and saw that beautiful smile. She loved that young lady too pieces and prayed she was going to be ok.
“Hey Qalataqa, what’s on your mind? You seem so quiet.” Cheyenne asked. She saw the smile on the outlaw’s face, but she could also sense something was different. Usually, it was La Diabla telling the stories with such excitement. Now, she was just sitting there, eating her breakfast and unusually quiet.
“Nothing! I am giving a chance for Veronica and Gabby to lead the stories. They are the ones who had the most fun.” La Diabla replied. She was trying really hard to keep her emotions in check and not have Cheyenne worry about her. The conversation continued and she sat back and enjoyed listening to the stories. Time had passed and she knew she would have to leave soon. Now, she felt really nervous because she would have to say goodbye to Cheyenne. She figured she would tell Bella first, and Cheyenne last. She looked over at Bella and smiled. “Hey Bella, can I talk to you for a moment?” she asked while everyone else was still talking.
Bella saw the look on La Diabla’s face and knew she had to tell her something. She grew worried because it was most likely something about Priscilla. She stood up from the table and walked with La Diabla out of the room. They went into a quiet study room and now she saw the woman who she had some feelings for. She figured she might as well be direct and find out what was happening. “Ok Salem, what’s going on? What happened with Priscilla last night?” she asked.
La Diabla heard that question and as much as she wanted to tell Bella about her mother being in danger, she decided to keep that detail quiet. She felt nervous but had to tell Bella she had to leave. “Bella, things did not go well, and……this is hard to say. I have to leave. I have to leave to go see Priscilla again.” she told her.
“What? Why? Why do you have to see her again? What happened last night?” Bella asked in shock. She did not expect La Diabla to leave so soon, and she grew very worried. She walked up to her and wrapped her arms around her.
La Diabla felt the hug from Bella, and she tried to control her emotions again. She knew she had to be strong, and she had to leave soon to make sure she was on time to see the woman she loathed. She broke the hug and looked at Bella’s beautiful face. “Yes, I do have to leave. I can’t go into details, but it is absolutely important that I meet with her today. I don’t want you to panic, but I may be gone for a few days. I have something I must do. Please watch over Cheyenne and Molly. I want them to enjoy their vacation and not be worried about me.” she told her.
“I am worried about you! I don’t understand. Why do you have to leave for a few days with that woman? From everything you told me about her, why would you have to do something with her? Salem, don’t you trust me? You can tell me.” Bella requested. She really cared a lot about the outlaw and wanted to help her. She could see the emotion in her face and that really made her want to help.
“It is better if you do not know. Please, just make sure Cheyenne and Molly are comfortable. I will be back. Let’s just say I owe that bitch a favor. I will explain all of it once it is over. Thank you for caring about me.” La Diabla responded. She really wanted to tell her what happened, but she just could not bring herself to do it. She kept thinking about her friends and wanted them not to share her burden. “Gabby and Veronica will stay here as well. They are here to watch over all of you.” She explained.
“WHAT??? Why would they need to watch over us? Salem, please tell me what is going on!” Bella demanded. The more she heard from La Diabla, the more worried she became. Her own emotions started to build, and she feared for her friend.
“I will explain it once it is over. I promise. Now, I have to tell Cheyenne that I am leaving. Please, do not tell her about Priscilla. She went through a lot with that woman and the last thing I want her to do is remember all of that, or how I have to deal with her. Ok?” La Diabla requested. The more she discussed things with Bella, the worse it got her to contain her emotions. She knew speaking with Cheyenne was going to be rough because she couldn’t tell her anything.
“Salem, please be careful. I want you to come back safe. That woman is evil, and I don’t trust her. I will go get Cheyenne. Wait right here.” Bella said, then gave La Diabla another hug. She wanted to tell her how much she cared for her but decided to keep it quiet. She then left the room to go get Cheyenne and bring her back to this room.
La Diabla felt the love in that hug and she was very happy that so many people cared about her. It was much different than her days with El Guapo and the gang. These friends truly cared about her, and she cared about them. There were times when she wished she could just be that same person and not care as much because the emotional pain was too much to handle. She started to focus because when she saw the adorable Cheyenne, it was going to take every single ounce of her strength not to lose it in front of her. She then heard the door opened and in walked the woman that she truly cared for deeply. It was Darby that gave her love, but it was Cheyenne that made her want to do good things in life and not just be a cruel outlaw. Their history was deep together, and this was someone she would die for. She saw her face and she held back her emotions with everything she had. “Hey Cheyenne, thanks for coming in here.” she said softly.
“What is it? Why did you want to talk to me? Bella looked a little concerned.” Cheyenne asked. She was surprised when Bella asked her to go into this room and speak with La Diabla. The way Bella sounded, it sounded very serious, and it made her worry that something bad happened. It could explain why her friend was so quiet during breakfast.
“Well, I just wanted to tell you that I have to leave for a few days. I have to take care of some personal things, and I just wanted to let you know so that you don’t worry about me.” La Diabla told her. She saw that concerned look on Cheyenne’s face and knew this was going to be hard.
“Qalataqa, why do you have to leave for a few days? What is going on? You are starting to scare me. What personal things do you have to handle?” Cheyenne asked. She felt her own emotions starting to build because this sounded very serious and her desire to help her friend grew.
“It’s nothing really. It is just something I have to do. Once I am done and I come back here, I will tell you everything. I promise…” La Diabla told her and then felt her emotions starting to boil over. She felt her eyes watering and she desperately tried to contain herself.
Cheyenne could see the emotion in La Diabla’s eyes and now she was getting very emotional. Something was very wrong, and she wanted to know what was happening. She wanted to help her friend anyway she could. “Hey, you have to tell me what’s going on. You are scaring me.” she told her with her voice cracking.
La Diabla heard that cracking voice and knew Cheyenne was going to keep asking questions. She had to protect this young woman from the truth because she did not want her to get hurt. If she told her that she had to work for Priscilla, it would be traumatic for her. “Cheyenne, I can’t say right now. But I promise I will tell----” she tried to say.
“Tell me now!! Why can’t you just tell me? I want to know! I want to help you!” Cheyenne said with great emotion. The way the outlaw was reacting really made her worried and she knew something terrible must have happened. She desperately wanted to help her because of all the things she did for her.
“Cheyenne, I will tell….” La Diabla tried to say but was interrupted once again.
“Just tell me!!! Qalataqa, I love you and something is very wrong. Just tell me so I can help you!” Cheyenne said in frustration and sadness. The more this conversation continued, the more worried she got. She wanted to do anything she could to make sure everything with La Diabla was ok.
“Dammit Cheyenne!!! I said I will tell you when I get back! Stop being so caring! There is nothing you can do right now., So just…..just trust me on this!! I love you but dammit, just follow what I am telling you, ok?! STOP ASKING ME!” La Diabla barked out. She felt really emotional at the moment, and the more Cheyenne kept begging her for information, the harder it got to contain her emotions. She realized that for the first time, she raised her voice to Cheyenne and saw the look of shock on her face. That made her feel terrible immediately, but she had to protect her.
Cheyenne was stunned when she heard that response. She had never been yelled at before by La Diabla and it struck her deep. Whatever the outlaw was hiding, it must have been really serious. She started to feel really sad because she was just yelled at when all she wanted to do was help. “Ok. I’m sorry. I-I understand. I just wanted to help. Be careful, ok?” she said, then slowly walked out of the room.
La Diabla heard Cheyenne’s reaction and then saw her walk out of the room. She saw that look of sadness and that got to her. She started to let some tears fall because she knew she had just hurt Cheyenne’s feelings and her heart broke. The entire situation was slowly breaking her down and she felt very sad at the moment. The look on Cheyenne’s broken-hearted face made her cry a little more and then she started to wipe the tears from her eyes. She knew she had to leave, and she had to leave right now. She walked out of the room and headed towards the front door. She did not want to say anymore goodbyes because it was starting to hurt too much. She then heard a voice, and she kept wiping her eyes.
“Hey, wait up!” Gabby shouted as she ran towards La Diabla. She saw her leaving out of the house very quickly and wanted to make sure she was ok. Veronica was with her, and they caught up to her. They saw her turn around and face them and she saw the tears on her face. Her own feelings started to go crazy and wanted to know what happened. “Hey, what happened in there with Cheyenne?” she asked.
La Diabla fought hard to keep her tears from flowing again as she looked at her two friends. She thought about Cheyenne again and let some more tears fall. She felt weak in her knees because ever since she found out her mother was in danger, she just could not keep her composure. “I-I just yelled at Cheyenne.” she said with her voice being very heavy.
“You yelled at Cheyenne? Why?” Veronica asked with great surprise. She knew how close those two were and it was always a great relationship.
“She was being her normal, sweet loving self. She wanted to help me, and I just snapped. Dammit! I really hate myself right now.” La Diabla said, really feeling emotional knowing she just hurt Cheyenne’s feelings. She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. “I have to go now. Please, watch over her. Make sure she is safe. I love her so much and I just can’t tell her what I am about to do.” she told them.
“We will make sure she is safe. We will make sure they are all safe. I know you have to go alone and be careful. We can’t trust that bitch. Let us know when the time is right and we will take care of her once and for all.” Gabby told her, then walked up to her and hugged her.
“Yeah, this bitch will rue the day she ever decided to do what she did. Be safe.” Veronica added, then went up to the group and hugged them as well.
La Diabla felt the hug from the two of them and she loved it. She was still an emotional wreck, and feeling this hug felt very good. She then broke the hug and started to walk away. She had so many emotions flowing at the moment and knew she had to focus. She knew this next adventure was probably going to be very difficult and the most emotional of her life. She knew she had to maintain her composure or suffer a devastating loss. She already experienced that when she was 10 years old, and did not want to feel that kind of pain ever again. She knew that she had to resort to being her moniker. It would be the only way she felt she could survive this. La Diabla mounted her horse and began to ride away. She took another look at Bella’s farm and felt such love. She didn’t know if she would ever see the farm again, or the people there. She hated that the last words she told Cheyenne were harsh and prayed the young woman would forgive her. She hated the fact that she may have to sacrifice everything she loved about her current life, in order to save her mother. “Priscilla, you will pay for all of this. This I swear……” she said to herself as she rode away.
Becky was inside the Plotsville General Store picking up some fruit for a snack when she arrived back at the Sheriff’s station. She hoped today was the day they solved the case about the thief. She also hoped that another victim did not come into the station to notify them that she was tied up and tortured by the thief. She finished paying for the fruit and then headed out of the station. It was a warm late morning, and she headed towards the station. As she continued to walk, she saw a very familiar face approaching her. She felt her heart flutter a little and she got nervous. She liked that pretty face, and she felt herself starting to sweat. She couldn’t believe she was reacting this way and when the person got close, she got really shy. “H-Hi Rita!” she stammered.
Rita saw Becky approaching and she felt some excitement in her body. She really adored Becky and thought about her a lot ever since that sexual encounter they had back in her hotel room. She felt silly for thinking she was developing feelings for the apprentice, but she liked the idea. She thought Becky was very adorable and hoped to get closer to her. She was also worried about her recent activities and prayed that Becky would never find out. Not only would she have to go to jail, but she had a feeling it could break Becky’s heart. At the moment though, she loved seeing that face with that gap-toothed smile. She saw her waving at her and that made her feel good. “Hello there, Becky! How are you today? You look great.” she told her.
Becky felt shy when she heard those words. She loved how Rita made her feel, and she hoped she didn’t seem too goofy because she would get really shy whenever someone made her feel this way. “I am good. I am just picking up some fruit to eat a little later. Ya look great yerself. Ya really are a pretty gal.” she said with a sheepish grin.
“Thank you. You are such a treat. You know, I was thinking about you lately. I hope we can get together again sometime. You know, for some alone time.” Rita said with a wink. She needed to relieve some of her stress and flirting with Becky would be a welcome distraction.
Becky’s face turned red when she heard that suggestion. It took her back to that moment that she shared with Rita. It was a very special memory, and it made her tingle all over. She felt extremely shy and had a goofy grin on her face. “I-I hehehehe would like that. I love, I mean, I like you.” she stammered and felt silly for acting this way.
Rita heard those words, and she adored them. She loved how shy Becky would get and it was very cute to her. “I had a rough day yesterday and would love some company. I have some time right now. How about we go back to my hotel room and just enjoy each other for a moment?” she asked.
Becky felt the breath leave her body when she heard that suggestion. She knew if she went back to the hotel, she was probably going to end up naked and enjoy everything. She felt her heart beating faster and she started to feel sweat forming on her face. “I-I h-have to work still.” she stammered.
“Hmmm….I love how you have to still protect the town. I just think it would be a great thing for us to do. I love spending time with you. Come, walk with me for a moment then. Your presence soothes me.” Rita told her. She could see how flustered Becky was and wanted to help calm her down. She could tell Becky had a crush on her and that really made her feel good. She took Becky with her left hand with her right hand and went down an alley between two buildings. She figured if she couldn’t get her to her room, she at least wanted to be alone with her and out of public view. She looked at that adorable face and could see how shy she looked. She then leaned forward and gave Becky a small kiss on her lips.
Becky felt helpless as she felt her left hand being taken and she was guided into a nearby alley between two buildings. She didn’t understand why she was so compliant and why she felt this way. She never had another person made her feel this way and it was such a good feeling. When she got into the alley, she could see how Rita was looking at her and it made her knees weak. Then she felt that small kiss on her lips and she almost collapsed. She was stunned because even though they were in an alley, they were still in public and if someone saw two women kissing in public, it would definitely be a scandal in town. Even with all that danger, she felt extremely happy. She stared at Rita who had this look on her face. “W-Why did ya kiss me?” she asked with nervousness.
“Because I want to kiss you. It is a good luck kiss for the rest of the day.” Rita responded. She then leaned forward and hugged Becky. She just wanted to tell her everything, but she couldn’t. She could feel that lean body and then figured she could tease her. She started to break the hug but placed her hands on the sides and did a gentle squeeze. She felt Becky immediately flinch and she loved it. “Oooh!!! I love how ticklish you are. Hehehe” she giggled.
Becky loved the hug she received and swooned from it. She really did adore Rita, and this moment felt really good. She was still shocked she was kissed out in public, but at the same time felt an erotic thrill throughout her body. She then felt the hug breaking and when those fingers gently squeezed her sides, she felt really ticklish. “HEHEHEHEHEHE HEY!!!! Ya just tickled me!” she laughed.
“I know! I love how ticklish you are. I just want to hold you down and tickle you all over again. Remember how much fun that was?” Rita said, then winked. She started to playfully poke the stomach and sides and now she had Becky flinching and giggling. That only made her more excited, and she really needed to have a tickling moment that didn’t involve some kind of torture. She still felt a little guilty over tickling Alice, but right now, it felt good to just tickle Becky.
Becky kept flinching and giggling when she felt those fingers poking her stomach and sides. Her body kept contorting and found herself backing away. She felt a little helpless, even though she could easily get away from the moment. She liked the interaction and felt a little silly because she kept giggling and shrieking. She ended up dropping her basket of fruit and she found herself leaning against the wall. She had no idea why she felt so submissive and if she didn’t get away, she had no idea how she would survive. “Hehehehe Rita! Ya got to hehehehe stop ticklin’ me! hehehehe we are in public!” she pleaded.
“No one can see us. It is just me and your ticklish body! Mmmmm….I love tickling you. Maybe I should do this the rest of the day!” Rita said with excitement in her voice. She felt the urge to get stress out and tickle Becky silly. She loved how Becky was now up against the wall and was giggling away. She also noticed that she wasn’t fighting back, which meant she liked what was happening. Her lust started to grow because that laugh was very infectious and reminded her of their time alone in the hotel room. “I got you now, Becky Lockhart! Hehehe” she teased.
Becky continued to feel helpless as those fingers were now poking her ribs. She felt really ticklish at the moment and could not understand why she just didn’t run away. She looked at Rita’s face and saw how happy she looked, which made her happy even at her own expense. The tickling sensations started to increase and now she realized she was in true ticklish danger. She also wondered what would happen if someone were to see them. It would be embarrassing without a doubt. “Rita! Ya got hahahahaha to stop ticklin’ me!!! Somebody could hahahahaa see us!” she pleaded.
“Hehehe that would be really embarrassing, wouldn’t it? Everybody would know your cute little weakness. Hehehe” Rita teased. She could see Becky’s legs moving around and she wished she could tie her down at the moment. Her desires for Becky kept growing and she wanted to get this woman naked and have her way with her. Her eyes then looked at the boots and could see how her feet were moving all over the place. That fueled her desires, and she wanted them. “In fact, I think I should take these boots off your feet.” she told her.
Becky did a little squeal when she felt the fingers hit another very sensitive spot. She could feel herself starting to lose control and if this tickling did not stop, then she was going to completely surrender herself. She was still very concerned that she was in public and if people had seen them, she would be so embarrassed. She then heard the threats towards her boots and that really frightened her. “Hehehehehehe not muh boots!! Ya hahahaha can’t take off muh boots!” she giggled.
“Mmm….I want your boots off. Let me take them off, or…….I will just have to take you back to my place, and not only take off your boots, but all of your clothes and you will be naked.” Rita playfully threatened. She was really getting into the moment and didn’t care if someone saw them. She had an urge to tickle Becky’s soft feet and have a good time. She really adored this woman, and she needed a distraction from her thoughts about her role in poor Alice’s torture the previous night. This was a fun interaction, and she really needed that moment.
Becky shivered when she heard that threat. She did have a crush on Rita and the thought of having sex with her did sound very appealing. She still had to go to work. She was really ticklish at the moment and couldn’t take off her boots in an alley. She looked at Rita’s playful face and prayed she didn’t force her to take them off. “Hehehehe but if I hehehehe squeak take them off, ya are gonna tickle hehehehe muh feet!” she giggled helplessly.
“I know! I want to tickle those feet of yours again. So, what will it be Becky? Do I tickle your feet here in this alley, or do I tickle them along with your naked body in my hotel room?” Rita teased. Just hearing Becky’s giggles really turned her on and she wanted more. She wanted to push this woman into a ticklish situation and have her way with her. It was also the thrill of doing this in public that got her excited. They were in an alley, and anyone could pass by and see them. She glanced down at those dusty brown boots again and really wanted to have her way with the feet inside.
“Hehehehe Rita!! Ya got to stop ticklin’ me! I can’t take muh boots off!” Becky giggled while still trying to defend herself. She couldn’t believe this was happening and she was allowing it to happen. She was a taller person than Rita and could overpower her, but she felt so weak with her. She was really worried about being tickled to submission in an alley.
“Come on, let’s take your boots off. Or I am REALLY going to tickle you!” Rita threatened. She loved that look of hysterical laughter on Becky’s face and kept trying to make her fall to the ground, so it would be easier to get the boots off. She started to get more aggressive and found Becky’s hips and squeezed them. That sent a loud squeal from Becky, and she loved it.
“EEEEEEEEHHEHEHEHEHEHE NOT THERE!!!!” Becky squealed when she felt those squeezes on her hips. She knew she was in ticklish trouble and now her knees were getting weak. She looked at Rita and could see how determined she was. This woman was not planning on stopping. She knew she had to stop this, or she was definitely going to be on the ground laughing her head off. “OK! HAHAHAHA OK!!! I WILL TAKE MUH BOOTS OFF!!!” she laughed.
Rita couldn’t help but smile once she heard those words. She felt really excited that she was tickling Becky and now she got her to remove her boots. She let go of the hips and stared at Becky as she started to breathe a sigh of relief. She found her absolutely adorable. She crossed her arms and waited for her crush to take off her boots. She couldn’t believe this was happening right now, but she felt a rush of excitement in her body. She loved being around the young woman and now she couldn’t wait to touch her feet. “Come on, take them off, or the tickle monster will come back! Hehehe” she joked.
Becky shivered a little when she heard that tickling threat again. She was having fun but was worried about taking off her boots in an alley. She looked at Rita’s face and saw how happy she looked, which made her feel happy. “I…..I have to really take off muh boots? Muh socks will get dirty.” she playfully whined.
“Yes! Take them off! As for your socks getting dirty, I guess you have to take them off too. One foot at a time. I want to see the bottoms of your feet. Hehehe” Rita instructed. She started to feel her arousal building and couldn’t wait to touch those soft feet.
Becky gulped because Rita wanted to see her naked feet. She knew it meant more tickling, but for some reason, she just felt so submissive to this woman. She looked to her left, then to her right to make sure someone wasn’t looking and then she lifted her right leg up and started to pull on her boot. She felt it slipping off and she got nervous. She still couldn’t believe she was taking off her boots and doing this in a public area. There was a certain thrill to it, but she also felt extremely shy. “I can’t believe I am takin’ off muh boot for ya.” she told her with a soft voice.
“Hehehe You know you want to. You know you want me to touch those feet of yours. Haha” Rita teased. She saw the boot come off and she got excited. The brown sock was in view and saw the large foot. She felt her heart beating faster and licked her lips. She saw Becky place the boot on the ground, then she saw her bend her leg at the knee, and she started to take off the sock. She got excited when she saw the pale skin on the leg and it would be moments before she saw that big bare foot.
“Hey, why don’t we go in this alley right here. Perhaps we can find some loose wooden boards in there.” a man’s voice said right outside the alley.
Becky heard that voice and she felt her heart stop. Someone was coming into the alley, and she had her boot off. She quickly put her foot down and grabbed her boot and started to put it back on. She dropped it and now she saw the men entering into the alley. She felt mortified and tried to get her boot back.
“Hey! Wat are you two gals doing in here?” one man’s voice asked.
“Pardon the interruption, we are just looking for something.” the other man said.
“It is fine, gentlemen. You can come in. We were just leaving. Hehehe” Rita giggled as she felt they were caught. She watched Becky scrambling to try and pick her boot up and she felt embarrassed for her. She saw her grab it and put it back on her foot. She then started to walk out of the alley, and she wanted to burst into hysterical laughter.
Becky managed to get her boot back on and once she did, she hurriedly got out of the alley and felt embarrassed. She was walking right next to Rita and saw her with the largest smile imaginable. She felt her face turning red and she felt very shy. “I can’t believe we were caught…” she said softly.
“Hahahahahaah relax, Becky! They didn’t catch us doing anything. As far as they know, there were just two ladies in the alley having a conversation and you could have had a rock in your boot. You are fine. Hehehe” Rita replied. She loved how Becky looked right now and felt love for her. She couldn’t help but giggle because of how they were nearly caught with Becky being barefoot.
Becky couldn’t help but giggle thinking about how she was nearly caught barefoot in an alley. She still couldn’t believe Rita was making her take off her footwear, but it was still a great time. She wished she didn’t have to go to work because she could spend all day with her. “I almost had muh foot exposed. Those men could have seen muh toes. Hehehe” she giggled.
“They are the cutest toes too! Hehehehe Thank you for having some fun, Becky. I needed that.” Rita said, then felt this glow in her body. She figured she should head back to the showroom and get ready for the rest of the day. She still had some concerns about what they were doing, so it was fun interacting with Becky right now. She wished she could say something to her, but with Becky being part of law enforcement, that would be a terrible idea. “Hey, would you like to walk with me back to the showroom? I would love your company.” she asked.
“Hehehe I had some fun, even though ya had me laughing like that. Ya love messin’ with muh weakness. I am too ticklish! Hehehe” Becky giggled. She felt a little better and loved Rita’s smile. She heard the invitation and figured she could take the time to do that. She wanted to continue to be around Rita and feel good. “Sure, I can walk with ya.” she told her.
“Thank you. It is an honor to be escorted to work by such a fine deputy. Hehehe Well, you should be a deputy.” Rita told her. She started to walk, and she loved talking to Becky. They were having a great conversation, getting to know each other more and she found her so fascinating. She loved hearing about how she grew up on a farm and how she made her way to Plotsville. She loved the fact that her father was harsh with her, only to be proud of her after her heroic deeds in Mexico against Thalia’s gang. She thought about how brave Becky was and wondered what would happen if she ever found out that she was involved in crime. She adored Becky and knew it would break both of their hearts if she was caught. As she continued to listen to Becky when she talked about how she would try and protect Plotsville, she couldn’t help but think about how her own dancers, along with her, were robbing men and women. Now they were involved in sex trafficking. She wished she could say something, but not enough to have Becky and the rest of the Sheriff’s station come after them. Rita saw the showroom coming up and knew her journey with Becky was about to end. She saw those beautiful eyes and wished she could kiss her right now. She felt herself getting a little nervous and took a deep breath. “Thank you for walking with me, Becky. I really appreciate it. I feel so safe around you.” she told her.
“Awww… I love being around ya. I will always protect ya and of course all the good citizens of Plotsville! I hope I become a deputy soon, and then I can save the day every day! Hehe” Becky said with excitement. She felt very confident around Rita and loved how she was supported by her. She knew it was time to say goodbye and then go about the rest of her day.
“You will be a great one. The people of Plotsville need you, Becky. Things have been happening in this town lately, and the Sheriff will need someone like you. There’s a storm coming, and it will be something never seen before.” Rita warned. She wanted to somehow let Becky know to be on the lookout for potential kidnappings, without telling her she was involved. She hoped that everything would work out and some innocent women could be saved.
“What do ya mean by a storm is comin’?” Becky asked. She found that statement to be strange and wondered what Rita meant. It sounded a little ominous, and she was concerned.
“It is nothing. I just wanted to let you know I think that the rise in crime has been noticed, and that you are going to be a major reason it ends. Don’t worry your pretty head off, I know you will be great.” Rita said. She felt nervous and hoped she did not raise any suspicions towards herself and the rest of her dancers. She just felt compelled to warn someone about what was going to happen.
“Ok. Well, I really appreciate ya warnin’ me and making sure we are all prepared. I enjoyed walkin’ with ya too.” Becky told her. She then felt a little shy because it was time for her to go, but she wanted to stay as well. “Oh, and next time, ya won’t be makin’ me take off muh boots. Ya were really gonna tickle muh feet, weren’t ya? Hehe” she asked with a goofy smile.
“Hehehe I sure was. Don’t worry your pretty head off, I will get to those feet of yours again. That is a promise!” Rita warned with a huge smile. She went forward to hug Becky and then stopped when she heard a voice.
“SINNERS!!!! YOU ARE ALL SINNERS!!!!!” a voice screamed out.
Rita knew that voice and she turned around. Before her eyes was the one Plotsvile citizen that irritated her and her fellow dancers to no end. It was Donna Prescott. Dressed in her peach-colored dress, she saw the woman wagging her finger towards her and calling her a sinner. She tried to maintain a sense of calm and had to deal with this woman peacefully. “Donna Prescott. Don’t you ever work? How come you always seem to have time to come over here and badger us?” she told her.
“How dare you insult me! I do work, but right now I am off because my father and his business is closed until he comes back. So never mind what I do with my time! I told each of you I would do everything I can to make this evil show close down and leave Plotsville forever!!! You have brought SIN to Plotsville and I won’t stand for it!” Donna shouted. She felt herself getting even angrier and wanted to make sure her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear her. She wanted to get the town behind her crusade to shut down the Burlesque show. She then spotted Becky behind Rita, and that made her even more upset. She still wanted to get Becky fired after what happened at her home not too long ago. “BECKY LOCKHART??? Is that you? I should have known you would associate yourself with a SINNER!!!” she yelled.
Becky saw and heard Donna yelling and she felt terrible. She really did not want to interact with the woman since she was so determined to make her lose her job. Every single time she saw her, Donna would say very mean things and she couldn’t yell back at her. She lowered her head for a moment and tried to pray that this interaction was very quick. “Hi Donna….” she said in a demure voice.
Rita noticed the change in Becky’s demeanor, and it started to anger her. It appeared that once again, Donna was intimidating Becky, and the apprentice could not do anything in return. It was because of Donna threatening Becky’s livelihood that actually gave her the opportunity to get to know Becky. She remembered how emotionally crushed she was, and she had to lift her spirits. It did lead to sex, but it also made her detest Donna even more. She felt really angry and if Becky was not going to tell her off, then she would. “Listen to me, Donna Prescott! You will shut your mouth and leave this area! You are becoming a nuisance. I have every right to go to the Sheriff and file a formal complaint against you. You are badgering our customers, and you are also making a fool out of yourself. Now, how about you go home and drink some tea? In fact, why don’t you find a man to give you a good pounding because you obviously need it. Then again, I can see why no man wants to touch you. You are…..IRRITATING. I would kick you out of my house so fast, you eventual spinster!” she yelled at her.
Donna was stunned when she heard Rita yelling back at her and insulting her. She never had someone forcefully yell back at her and it threw her off. Normally, she would just yell at someone, and they would either walk away, or just stand there and take it. “Well! I never!!” she responded in shock.
“I know!!! YOU NEVER FUCKED A MAN BEFORE and probably never will. No one would want to touch you, you ugly witch!! Now, I am serious about contacting the Sheriff, so LEAVE!!” Rita said forcefully. She felt her adrenaline flowing and if it came to it, she would love to fight Donna. She stared down the woman and balled up her fists.
Donna’s jaw dropped and she was absolutely stunned. It appeared that Rita wanted to get into a physical fight with her and she didn’t want any part of that. She was also very appalled at the insult hurled at her and that really made her angry. She saw the balled-up fists and knew it was time for her to leave. “I-I can’t believe you are talking to me like that! Well, I am insulted!!! You have not heard the last of me! mark my words!! I will close this place down and you can just be a ***** somewhere else!” she yelled back, then stuck her nose in the air and walked away.
Rita watched as Donna walked away, and she felt her adrenaline flowing. She wished she could fight that woman because she was such a major annoyance. She then turned to Becky, and she had a shocked look on her face. “Are you ok?” she asked.
“I-I can’t believe ya yelled at her like that. That….that was…amazing.” Becky responded in awe. She felt like Rita stuck up for her and she felt those butterflies in her stomach again. Rita was a strong woman and watching her yell back at Donna, something she could not do, made her admire her even more.
“I wanted to yell back at her for a long time. Hehehe We do our best not to yell at her, but she was about to make you sad, and I wasn’t going to stand for it. I hope you didn’t mind me defending you.” Rita told her. She saw the smile on Becky’s face, and she adored it.
“Ya are muh hero. Hehehe Thank ya, Rita. I am glad someone got to yell back at her. She is so mean.” Becky said. She did feel a little awkward that a civilian had to defend her, but she could not yell back at Donna herself. That would give fuel to Donna’s attempts to have her fired.
“It is no problem! In fact, I feel so much better myself. Hehehe WOOO!! That did feel good!” Rita giggled as she felt the elation of telling off Donna. She couldn’t wait to tell Marge and found herself really excited. She looked at Becky and knew it was time to go. “Well, you have a really good day now, Becky. We really should schedule some time to see one another again. Perhaps you can stop by my hotel room again. Hehe” she teased.
Becky started to blush and knew she better leave before she did take Rita up on her offer and would be having sex again. “Ok, thank ya once again. We will meet up again. I like ya, Rita. Ya really are an amazing woman.” she felt a little shy, but she also felt a little happy.
“Goodbye my friend. I will see you and your feet later. Haha” Rita said. She then watched Becky walking away and noticed she walked with some confidence. She knew it must have done her a lot of good to see Donna put in her place. She really looked forward to seeing Becky again. She wanted to spend as much time as possible with her. She had such a beautiful spirit, and she looked forward to being around her again. She then headed inside and saw that the bouncer, Karla, staring at her and she smiled at her. She gave her a wave and then headed to the backroom. She could see the customers coming in and knew the shows were going to begin soon. She made her way to Marge’s office and once she got there, she saw her boss at her desk. “Hey Marge…” she called out.
Marge looked up from her desk and saw Rita standing there. She just had a conversation with Susan as she prepared to get ready for her performance. The day was going smoother and she still awaited Sylvia’s return. She motioned her hand for Rita to come in and figured they could chat a bit as the lunch crowd started to file inside the showroom. “Hello Rita, glad you made it back. Looks like the crowd is coming in and we should have a good turnout. I can see you smiling, did you have a good time on your errands?” she asked.
“As a matter of fact, I did! I have to tell you what just happened! That no good Donna Prescott was outside again, yelling and being her normal irritating self.” Rita said. She still felt her adrenaline flowing and hoped she could do it again in the near future.
“Ugh!! That woman gets on my LAST nerve!!! What was she doing, and why do you look so happy? Did you punch her lights out? Hehehe” Marge joked. She really could not stand Donna and prayed one day, someone would knock her down a peg or two.
“I wanted too SO badly. Hehehe But no, I just told her off! You should have seen the look on her face! It was as though she realized for the first time in her life, someone was not going to let her just run her mouth at them. It was BEA-U-TI-FUL! Hehehehe” Rita giggled. She wanted to tell Marge about her connection to Becky but knew if she mentioned that she was friends with someone in law enforcement, that would make things very difficult, especially with their involvement in the sex trafficking ring.
“I am glad that bitch got yelled at. Hahahaha good job! That woman is SUCH a nuisance to us. I wish we could put her in her place once and for all.” Marge said, then leaned back in her chair. She thought about all the issues Donna had caused them and disrupted their regular business. The way that woman yelled at customers and her dancers, she wanted to punch her herself. Then she sat up in her chair. A thought came to her mind, and she started to get really excited. She thought of a way to solve the Donna problem once and for all. “Hey!!! I got it! I know what we can do to make sure that bitch never bothers us again!” she said with glee.
Rita saw the excited look on Marge’s face and wondered what she was thinking. Whatever it was, it seemed to light a fire in her boss’ demeanor, and it would be a good thing. “Ok, don’t leave me in suspense. What is it? How do we get rid of her?” she asked.
“I think Donna deserves a certain fate in her life. It might be destiny how everything has worked out with us and the assassin. Listen to this. Donna Prescott. Sex slave.” Marge said and motioned her hands in the air as though she was introducing a major celebrity. The thought of Donna suffering really sounded exciting. She knew they would probably never get her in the backroom of the showroom, but they could kidnap her and take her to the facility and torture her.
“What? Donna? A sex slave? Does she even seem like someone who would make a good sex slave?” Rita asked. She was stunned by the idea and the thought of a naked Donna didn’t sound too exciting. It wasn’t that Donna was an ugly person physically; it was just her personality and attitude that made her very unattractive.
“Yes! Think about it. She would make the PERFECT sex slave! That bitch has caused so much trouble, that making her a sex slave would finally teach her some manners. It would finally make her learn some respect and put her in misery. She earned it. You have complained about her for a while. I have complained about her. But we could never do anything until….now.” Marge said. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Trapping Donna, then torturing her sounded more and more exciting to her. She could see Rita being interested, but she seemed reserved. “Come on, tell me what you think.” she said.
Rita contemplated the idea of making Donna become a sex slave. She remembered how innocent Alice was subjected to the cruel torture, and she wanted to imagine Donna strapped down, stripped of her clothes, tickled all over her body and being made to orgasm forcefully. Alice was such an innocent woman. Donna was a nuisance who constantly berated people. Alice wouldn’t harm a fly. Donna hurt people’s feelings, especially Becky’s. She thought about how Donna had been treating Becky recently and even made the poor apprentice cry. That led to them having an intimate moment, but she remembered how crushed Becky was dealing with someone like Donna. That started to make her angry again and she started to think if there was anyone that deserved such a cruel fate, it would be the loud-mouthed daughter of a jewel dealer. “You know, I like that idea. I think it is time we put Donna in her place! The best part is no one would miss her. The town would be a LOT more quiet without her. Hehehe” she said with a giggle.
“Yes! Besides, no one would think about her. Imagine her with a cock stuffed in her mouth every day! She would go on and on about how the master is such a cruel human, and the next thing she knows her mouth is stuffed until she enjoys the cream. Hehehehe I am getting really excited about this. I think we should tell our partner about it, so she could kidnap her. We won’t be able to get Donna to the backroom, so we could use her skills. Oh, this is a GREAT plan!” Marge said with excitement, then rubbed her hands. She leaned back in her chair and hoped Sylvia would return so they could execute their plan. She knew Donna was alone right now, so capturing her would be much easier.
“I can hear her screaming in laughter right now. Hehehe Oh, that bitch is going to learn a very hard lesson.” Rita said as she started to like the plan. This was an opportunity to humiliate Donna and get revenge for the treatment of Becky. She looked forward to stripping her naked and really making Donna suffer.
“Hahah yes. Oh, Donna Prescott will rue the day she ever decided to open that big fat mouth of hers and berate us. Now, she pays a price. I think I will go to the facility myself. I want to see her suffer in person.” Marge said with a cruel smile. She knew their plan would be perfect and the breaking of Donna would be very rewarding. She also looked forward to seeing her sold off, knowing her future would be very miserable for her. She detested the woman and would love to see her suffer forever.
WELLINGTON MANSION
Bessie sat in the living room and felt a little nervous. It had been a long morning and Phoebe still had not come downstairs yet. Ever since they returned her to the mansion, the owner of the largest cattle company in the state had been sleeping the entire time. She was very worried for her. The sight of a very naked Phoebe tied down on that sawhorse really affected her. She saw that shaving cream on the ground with hair in it, knowing it was pubic hair. The sight of a feather that was slid inside Phoebe’s ass had to be a humiliating moment. She couldn’t sleep herself knowing that Phoebe was assaulted by someone and had to be utterly humiliated. She wondered if the same torture happened to Phoebe as happened to her by Thalia. She hoped not, and prayed her friend would be ok. She then looked over and saw Kylie approaching. It had to be an emotional time for her as well. They both discovered Phoebe, and she wondered if seeing her boss naked would really affect her. Kylie had been quiet all morning, just going about doing her chores and taking care of the house like normal. She saw the look of concern on her face and decided to talk to her. “Hi Kylie, can you come here for a moment?” she asked.
Kylie heard Bessie’s voice, and she smiled slightly. She was still in a state of shock when she saw how Phoebe was tied to that sawhorse, her knees on some crates, so her bare soles were upturned and exposed. She saw the nakedness between the legs and how she was shaved there. She remembered how sweaty and exhausted her boss was and when they got her back to the mansion, she was really out of it. She was so out of it, and they were very worried. Vera, the other maid, nursed poor Phoebe and let her sleep through the night. It was getting to be late morning, and Phoebe was still in her room. She walked over towards Bessie and nodded her head. “Yes, Bessie? How can I help you?” she said demurely.
“Sit down. Let’s talk for a moment.” Bessie said, then patted the couch cushion to her right, inviting the pretty young maid to sit next to her. Once Kylie sat down, she gave her a small hug. She knew Kylie had to be bothered by the whole ordeal and wanted to comfort her too. “How are you this morning? I know I couldn’t sleep at all.” she told her.
“I guess I am ok. I mean, I still can’t believe what happened. The way we found her. How naked she was and tied down. What happened to her?” Kylie said and felt her emotions rising. She really cared about Phoebe and hoped she would be okay. She wondered if the same woman that assaulted her at the ball, was the same one that attacked Phoebe. With those feathers around, including one that was placed in Phoebe’s ass, she wondered if her boss was tortured like she was.
“I don’t know. I hope she wakes up soon, so we can talk to her. I can’t believe it happened either. I am happy that we found her. She could have been tied up like that all night long in that barn. Can you imagine if someone else found her like that? The sheer humiliation would be all over the papers.” Bessie told her. She then took a few deep breaths and figured it was time to go check on Phoebe. She wanted to make sure she was ok, and if there was anything she needed. “Let’s go check on her. Let’s make sure she is going to be ok.” she told her.
“Are you sure? I know she has been sleeping all morning, but maybe we should let her rest.” Kylie responded. She felt a little shy to confront Phoebe because she did see her naked body and it would feel a little awkward for her.
“It is ok. Besides, I think she might need some friends right now. Who knows how she will react to the entire ordeal. Come on, let’s go.” Bessie said, then stood up from the couch. She felt a little nervous to see Phoebe, but figured it was time to help her and make sure she was going to be ok. They still had some business matters to handle, but the first thing was Phoebe’s well-being.
“Ok, let’s go.” Kylie said, then stood up. She followed Bessie from the living room and up the stairs. She felt nervous because she had no idea how Phoebe was going to react to all of that trauma. She hoped that her boss would react ok, but after something like that, it could devastate her. She had an idea what she might go through after being tickled and humiliated by that mysterious blond woman at the ball. It took a little while for her to recover, but even still, she still had some aftereffects. It was good to talk to La Diabla when she was here, but something like that was hard to get over. How helpless she felt. How she couldn’t stop that woman no matter how much she begged. The way her body was forced to enjoy the sexual feelings really got to her and if Phoebe went through that same thing, then she would probably be emotionally devastated. They arrived at the room, and she felt those butterflies in her stomach. She saw Bessie knocking and knew it was time to deal with this situation.
“Phoebe? Are you awake?” Bessie called out as she knocked on the door. She didn’t hear a response, and figured she must have still been sleeping. She looked at Kylie and then opened the door. She poked her head inside and looked towards the bed. She saw Phoebe still sleeping and she quietly went inside the room. Phoebe looked peaceful as she slept, which was a good sign. It also meant that she must have been completely wiped out and needed a lot of rest. She made her way to the bed and looked at the sleeping face. She could tell she was sleeping well because her breathing was stable and she actually looked adorable. She then saw Phoebe starting to stir and she stood up straight as a board.
Phoebe started to flutter her eyes open as she woke up from a very deep slumber. She heard a noise and that woke her up. She had woken up earlier, but her head was in a fog, and she went back to sleep. As her eyes opened, she saw two people standing to the side of her bed on the left side. Her eyes cleared a bit and recognized the two women standing before her. “Bessie? Kylie? Mmmm….where am I?” she asked groggily.
“Good morning, Phoebe. You are in your bed at home. How are you feeling?” Bessie said in a soothing voice. She then knelt down so she could be eye level with Phoebe. She noticed Kylie doing the same and she looked at her friend waking up. “I hope we didn’t disturb you. We wanted to check on you.” she said softly.
“Check on me? Why? Was I asleep that long?” Phoebe called out as she sat up in bed and stretched her body. That stretch felt good and she started to gain full consciousness. She felt her head still being foggy and wondered what happened to her. She looked at Bessie and Kylie again and they had looks of concern on their faces.
“Yes, you have been sleeping all morning. You slept a lot. You were in bed by 8pm, and now it is 10am the following day. Are you ok?” Bessie told her. She remembered how dazed Phoebe was when they got her back to the mansion the previous night and she got her in bed as quickly as possible. She was happy that Vera helped her put on a nightgown because Phoebe was still very naked. Her clothes were stolen from the barn, and she wanted to preserve her modesty as much as possible.
“I did? Wow! What the hell happened to me that I was so tired? Hehehe” Phoebe giggled when she heard that information. She was trying to remember what happened the previous night that made her so groggy but couldn’t. She last remembered riding a horse and that was it. Everything after that was a blur. “My head feels so foggy right now. I remember being at that ceremony and then riding a horse. I can’t remember anything at all after that. Did I drink a lot? Please tell me I didn’t embarrass myself too much. Hehe” she giggled, thinking she must have drunk a lot of alcohol and she was having a hangover.
“Y-You don’t remember ANYTHING about yesterday?” Bessie asked in surprise. She was stunned to hear Phoebe thinking she was drunk and not about how she was tied up, naked, and was even shaved between her legs. She was a little concerned about her saying her head was feeling foggy and wondered what happened to her the previous night.
“Hehehe I don’t. I just have this headache, and I feel like I am in a daze. I have no idea how I even made it back home. Did you guys take me?” Phoebe be asked. She looked at the surprised looks on Bessie and Kylie’s faces and wondered if she had made a fool out of herself after watching their reactions. “Tell me the truth, did I make a fool out of myself last night?” she asked.
“We found you in a barn last night. You don’t remember anything about it at all? You were pretty out of it, but it looked like something happened to you.” Kylie told her. She was just as confused as Bessie because the way Phoebe was found meant she had to go through quite an ordeal.
“Something happened to me? Oh dear? How come I can’t remember? W-What happened to me? Please tell me! You two are getting me a little concerned. I was in a barn?” Phoebe asked. She started to get anxious because they were both looking at her as though she had gone through something traumatic. She kept trying to remember what may have happened, but she just could not recall anything from the previous night.
Bessie saw Phoebe’s reaction and heard her words. It appeared she did not remember anything and now she had to break the news to her about how she was found. She started to think that perhaps telling her might jog her memory. She got a little closer to her and then reached out and held her hand. “Phoebe, we found you in a barn last night and you were tied to a sawhorse. You….You were also….naked.” she said in a soft voice.
“I WAS WHAT? What happened to me??? Ow…..” Phoebe shouted in surprise and then held her head. The fogginess was still there, and she was stunned to hear she was tied to a sawhorse in a barn somewhere and naked. She felt her adrenaline flowing because whatever happened to her had to be absolutely terrible.
“You were naked. You were hunched over a sawhorse and….well…..completely exposed. It appeared that someone attacked you, tied you up, and stripped you naked. You don’t remember any of that?” Bessie asked. She could sense that Phoebe was getting frustrated and she knew she had to be strong for her.
Phoebe’s face looked sullen, and she was in utter shock. She was just told she was tied up and attacked. Somehow, she ended up naked and exposed. She grew really frustrated because she could not remember any of it. She looked at Bessie and Kylie and now she was desperate for details. “I-I was actually naked? Who attacked me? Did anything happen to me when I was naked? I-I don’t remember anything!! Why can’t I remember anything?” she said in shock.
“I-I don’t know who attacked you. That was why we wanted to ask you what happened. You went off riding and didn’t come back. So Kylie and I went to look for you and found that barn. We saw the horse you rode and looked inside. That’s when we found you. There were things done to your body, and we had to get you free. We couldn’t even find your clothes, so we covered you in a blanket and brought you back home.” Bessie explained. She could see the emotion on Phoebe’s face and could tell she was about to start panicking. She saw the look of bewilderment and knew this was going to be really tough for her.
Kylie listened and watched Phoebe’s reactions. She was stunned to see that she didn’t remember anything. The way she was tied up, it was done for torture and humiliation. She wondered if not remembering would be more helpful, but now that she knew Phoebe was going to keep asking questions and they didn’t have answers too. “Do you remember seeing anyone at all when you went riding?” she asked.
“I-I can’t remember anything!!! I can’t believe someone did that to me. When you say I was exposed, was I……exposed?” Phoebe asked. She wanted to know the extent of possible humiliation if she was found naked in that barn. She was told that she was tied up, so she started to imagine the worst.
“Well….the way your legs were, you could…..well…..see everything. It even appeared, um, this might be embarrassing, but whoever attacked you…..shaved you.” Bessie replied. She felt strange telling Phoebe all the details of how she was found, but it might trigger her memory so that they could go after the person who attacked her. Her mind went back to how she found Phoebe and how naked and exposed she was. How vulnerable the most special place was. She wondered if she should tell her there was a feather sticking out of her rear, which was definitely done to embarrass her.
Phoebe’s jaw dropped when she heard that response. She was completely exposed, which meant anyone could have seen her most private area. Then when she was told she was shaved down there, she immediately pulled up her nightgown and pulled her underwear forward and looked at her groin. Her heart nearly stopped when she saw she was in fact shaved down there. That meant everything they were telling her was true. The realization that she was utterly humiliated started to hit home and now sadness washed over her. She was also very frustrated that she had no memory of it at all and she got emotional. “I…..I…I can’t believe this happened to me. Who attacked me?! WHO ATTACKED ME AND DID THIS TO ME?!!!” she screamed.
Bessie immediately hugged Phoebe once she started to get really emotional. She wanted to comfort her and now she could hear the cries. She could hear how painful and deep the crying was, and she held on tight. “I got you. I’m sorry, Phoebe, I am so sorry this happened.” she said softly.
Kylie watched Bessie hugging Phoebe, and she heard those cries. It started to break her heart because her boss was in a lot of emotional pain right now. She couldn’t even imagine how she felt to be found and tortured like that. They still did not know all the details, and she was sad for her. The cries started to get deeper and louder, and she walked over to the group. She wrapped her arms around Phoebe’s back, while Bessie hugged from the front. “It’s ok, Phoebe. You are safe now. You are safe.” she whispered as she hugged her.
Phoebe couldn’t help but let out a devasted cry after learning she was assaulted. She had no recollection at all, and her brain was still foggy. She wondered who would do this to her and just left her in a barn like that. She tried to remember anything she could at the ceremony. She remembered all of that. She remembered the ceremony, the people, and even when she got the horse to go riding. It was after that she had no idea. She kept thinking about every single thing that took place, and she even remembered when she took two drinks from those two women servants. Her mind then went back to learning what happened to her and she noticed that she didn’t feel any pain in her body, which meant some man did not force himself on her. Her body felt a little sensitive and she wondered what could have happened. Phoebe did appreciate Bessie and Kylie being here right now as she cried. She loved the both of them and was grateful. She let herself cry for a few minutes, and then she started to regain her inner strength. Now her mind was determined to find out what could have happened. “Thank you….Thank you both for finding me and bringing me home.” she said softly.
“I am glad we found you. You could have been in that barn all night long. I am so sorry you went through this. We still don’t know what happened to you.” Bessie said, then felt Phoebe releasing the hug. She looked at her red face and tear-stained cheeks. She just wanted to comfort her and help her in this emotional moment.
“I want to find out what happened! Who would do this to me? I-I am trying to remember anything. I just remember having two drinks and that was it. It was just champagne, and I know I can drink more powerful stuff to have an effect on me than champagne. Are there any other details? I need to know. I want to remember stuff.” Phoebe requested. She felt incredible sadness, but she also felt some anger. Someone did this to her to embarrass her and she started to think of one particular person. There was only one person she could think of that would love to embarrass her and that was Agatha Walden. That made her remember the last time they had a face to face, and that woman was brimming with confidence. She thought about the night at the Ball, and she was confident then. She never forgot how she got out of her carriage with her two servants and had the confidence of someone in control. Her mind started to spin remembering all those details and then she remembered something else. It was the servant from that night. She was a pretty blond woman who ran into her, and then she remembered the servant at the ceremony serving drinks. Pheobe tried to think if the two women were the same. “Hmmmm….” she muttered.
“What? What is it?” Bessie asked. She could see Phoebe thinking about something and wondered if she remembered anything about the previous night and who might have attacked her.
“I-I don’t know. I can’t remember anything at all from that barn, but just some other things flashed through my mind. I remember this servant from the Ball. I think she was the same servant that served me drinks. Tall woman. Really pretty with blond hair. I might be imagining things, but I think it was the same woman.” Phoebe mused. She remembered how attractive the servant was and wondered if they were the same people. If they were, then it couldn’t have been a coincidence that the servant was around her twice now.
Kylie’s mind started to go into a frenzy when she heard the description. The way Phoebe described the servant, it sounded a lot like the woman who had attacked her at the Ball. There was a really pretty servant that she befriended before she was attacked in a storeroom. She remembered being tied up and then tickled all over her body. It was kind of a strange coincidence that Phoebe thought the same woman was at the Ball and the ceremony. She also noticed the pattern that this same blond woman was around when she was attacked and now Phoebe. She started to think that woman may have had something to do with Phoebe’s attack. She suffered under that woman herself, and it was possible this woman now went after Phoebe. “Are you sure? That would be a crazy coincidence.” she asked.
“It might be. I mean, her face was distinctly pretty. Is it possible that someone is coming after me? Like they want to hurt me or something?” Phoebe asked. Now she started to feel very nervous. She wondered if someone was trying to do harm to her and she couldn’t understand why. It was odd that if someone was targeting her, why would they do it when she didn’t cause any harm? She really started to think it was Agatha behind it all, but she didn’t want to sound crazy. “I wonder…..I wonder if this woman was sent by Agatha?” she asked.
Bessie was shocked to hear that theory as well as someone trying to come after Phoebe. She remembered a blond woman vaguely, but at the Ball and ceremony, there were lots of blond women. It was peculiar that Phoebe was tied up in a barn and most likely tortured, but she had no idea why. Phoebe was such a giving person. She would donate to charities and hire so many people for work. The more she thought about it, it did sound reasonable that Agatha was behind it but that also brought a problem. Agatha had beat Phoebe out for the new land, so why go after her now? She shook her head and wondered what was happening and if someone was truly going after her. “Are you sure? I mean, why would Agatha do something like that? I know she is a rival, but sending someone to do that to you doesn’t fit within her. I don’t like her but send someone to hurt and humiliate you?” she asked hypothetically.
“I know, but who else hates me enough to do this to me? I can’t even remember what happened to me at all, and here I am recovering in bed and had my pussy shaved.” Phoebe responded with some frustration. She really wanted to know who attacked her and why. She looked at both Bessie and Kylie and continued to feel grateful that they found her and brought her back home. “I am really grateful for the both of you. I can’t believe you found me in such a compromising position. Maybe I am fortunate that I can’t remember because it is already embarrassing listening to how you found me. If I was aware of it, it would be even more mortifying. I wish I could just remember, no matter how painful it is. I do really think someone sent someone after me. I have a feeling it was the blond woman, and I hope she doesn’t come after me again.” she told them.
“Well, no more riding off by yourself for now. Until we figure out what is happening, you are not to be alone when we leave this house. Understand?” Bessie told her with some concern in her voice. Knowing that Phoebe was attacked truly made her scared and she just could not handle if Phoebe was attacked again. Her mind did wonder if there was in fact someone after her. She looked over at Kylie and could see how concerned she was. “Are you ok, Kylie? You look sad.” she asked.
Kylie kept thinking about the attack on her that she experienced back at the Ball. It was too eerily the same between what happened to her and Phoebe. She didn’t get her pubic hair shaved, but she did have her pussy played with and was forced to orgasm. It was a moment in time that she would never forget. The fact that Phoebe was most likely tormented the same made her convinced it was the same woman. She wondered if she should warn Bessie as well. This mystery woman could be coming after all of them, and the one trait they shared was that they were enemies of Agatha. No one else seemed to want to do harm to them. She started to get nervous and determined to find out who the woman was and to bring her down. Then she heard Bessie’s question, and she blushed. “Yeah, I am ok. I just keep thinking about how someone attacked her. I think Agatha might be behind it too. It does make sense for Phoebe not to travel alone right now. There could be another attempt. In fact, we should all be a little more cautious.” she responded.
Phoebe didn’t like the idea that she had to travel alone each time, but she understood it. If there was someone after her, she just couldn’t present herself as completely vulnerable. “Ok, I will not travel alone anymore. I will have someone with me. I-I can’t believe this happened to me. I wondered what happened to my body. I still feel a little tingly all over, as though all the nerves in my body are receptive. Hell, if you tickled me right now, I would completely lose it. Don’t even think about it!” she said with a small giggle as she looked towards Bessie.
“Hehe I am not going tickle you right now, but maybe later. This is very concerning. I hope the attacker can be found and that we can find out why it happened.” Bessie mused. She felt fear growing inside her body because if someone was after Phoebe, another attack could happen at any moment.
Kylie heard Phoebe’s small giggle and the idea of being tickled. She thought back to her own torture and how humiliating it was to be tickled all over and forced to orgasm. She thought about the feathers that were in that bar when they found Phoebe and even the feather that was sticking out of her ass. She had a feeling it was the same woman that tortured her, and Phoebe may have been tickled tortured and forced to orgasm. She didn’t want to reveal her own torture because it would send both Phoebe and Bessie into a panic and she didn’t want them to be extra fearful. However, it really made her determined to find the woman who potentially did this and for her to get her own revenge. Finding her would be difficult, but she could always ask for help. An idea came to her mind, and she started to like it. It made sense and could prevent further embarrassment. “Hey, how about I do this? Let me go to the one person that could possibly help all of us and perhaps figure out your attacker. The one person that we can trust and perhaps protect us and give us ideas. Let me go to Plotsville and ask Darby for help.” she offered.
“What? You want to go to Darby and have her help me? I-I don’t know. She is really busy protecting that town and I don’t want to make her feel obligated to help me.” Phoebe responded. She did trust Darby and knew she would be very helpful, but she also didn’t want to burden the deputy with her own problems.
“Hmmmm….maybe that is a good idea. Darby could at least have it on her radar. Maybe even Becky could help since she is not a deputy. Maybe she could do something as well. We do need to find out who did this to you. We need to know if you are still a target. Phoebe, when I found you in that barn like that, it was one of the most painful sights I had ever seen. The way you were so exposed and helpless. I don’t want that to happen again. We could at least let her know and you know we can trust her.” Bessie added. She liked the idea of having someone as brave and strong as Darby possibly finding out what happened and what could be done. Even if she couldn’t commit to fully investigating it herself, she could potentially know people who could find the culprit.
“I do trust Darby. I trust her with my life. The way she handled things in Mexico makes me very confident things could get done, but it is REALLY embarrassing to admit how I was found.” Phoebe responded. She started to think that perhaps Darby could help, but it would mean she had to tell the deputy what happened to her, and she really didn’t know what happened to her.
“Ok, I will go to Plotsville tomorrow and talk to her. Perhaps we can find this person and hope they never do it again to anyone. I think it was Agatha that sent the attacker because that woman is very devious. She is also very vindictive. She really wants to destroy you, Phoebe. Trust me, I know.” Kylie said to the group. She remembered how Agatha hired her to steal those blueprints to the refrigeration device so it would ruin Phoebe’s business. She remembered how much Agatha would tell her that she wanted to destroy Phoebe Wellington and the entire company. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like Agatha did in fact send someone to attack her boss and she wanted revenge.
“Ok. Ok. I will allow it. I can’t believe this happened to me. I hope it really isn’t Agatha behind this. I do want to know who did this to me and I also want to know how they made me forget everything. You would think they would want me to remember everything that happened. This is all very strange.” Phoebe said, still trying to cope with the fact that someone attacked her, stripped her, shaved her and left her tied up in a barn for the world to see her. It was something she wanted to forget, but also something she wanted to know more about. She wondered what could have happened to her during that attack. She didn’t know if she was tortured somehow or just knocked out and stripped. It was going to frustrate her, but she had to know.
“Ok, I will leave first thing in the morning. I will go see her and Becky and perhaps we can solve this. I won’t let you down.” Kylie said with determination in her voice. She really wanted to find this woman again and get revenge. Not just for Phoebe, but for herself. That woman humiliated her like no other person before, and she vowed to herself she would do the same to that woman. She wanted to find out just how ticklish she was and force her to cum her brains out. She felt her adrenaline flowing and knew the next day was the beginning of a new adventure for her.
Cheyenne sat on her bed and was staring off into space. She felt a little emotional as she thought about what took place a little earlier in the day. She saw the woman she loved so much, and it was a hurtful experience for her. La Diabla had to leave for a few days, and she could tell something was very wrong. She kept asking the outlaw to let her help her and for the first time since they knew each other, La Diabla yelled back at her. It was a frustrated and passionate yell, and it stunned her. She then watched as the outlaw left, and it hurt her feelings to be yelled at. There was something very wrong with her friend and all she wanted to do was help. It made her wonder if her unconditional love made La Diabla angry. She started to have many self-doubting thoughts going through her mind and it made her sad knowing that she angered La Diabla. She then heard the door opening and saw Molly walking in. She could see how upbeat she was and even though she was glad to see it, she still felt very sad about that earlier interaction. “Hi Molly.” she said in a calm voice.
Molly entered the room and felt great. She had finished interacting with Ana the maid, and it was a pleasant conversation. She wanted to go back to the room to see what was going on with Cheyenne and perhaps they could make plans together. They had a wonderful breakfast with everyone, and she loved the camaraderie with everyone. This vacation was the best thing that ever happened to her because she got to make so many new friends and see so many new places and things. Things she would have never done had she never met Cheyenne. She saw her best friend on her bed and noticed the sullen demeanor. That immediately changed her mood because she wanted to know what was bothering her. “Hey Cheyenne, is something wrong? You look sad.” she asked.
“It’s nothing. I’m ok.” Cheyenne responded with a half-smile. She didn’t want to burden Molly’s mood, so she wanted to pretend everything was fine. Molly appeared so happy and knew what this vacation meant to her. She did not want to ruin the atmosphere.
Molly heard the tone in Cheyenne’s voice, and she felt concerned. She moved closer to her on the bed and wrapped her left arm around the shoulders and gave a slight hug. “Cheyenne, I know you. I can tell when something is bothering you. Tell me. You seem sad.” she told her.
Cheyenne felt the arm around her shoulder, and she turned to her right. She saw the look of concern on Molly’s face, and she loved her friend. She really didn’t want to bring her down, but she knew she was only trying to help her. “Well, I feel a little bad. Earlier I was talking to Qalataqa, and she yelled at me.” she told her in a sad tone.
“What? Qalataqa yelled at you? Why?” Molly asked in total surprise. She knew how close La Diabla and Cheyenne were to one another and everything she saw was nothing but love between the two. She found it hard to believe that La Diabla would ever be mad at Cheyenne.
“Yeah, she did. I know something is bothering her. She seems so sad, and I wanted to help her. I kept asking her what was wrong so that I could help her and she yelled at me to stop asking. I was so shocked that I ended up walking away. I made her mad.” Cheyenne said and started to feel the emotions of that moment.
“Awww…..I am sure she didn’t mean it. I know she loves you. It must have been something very wrong going on with her and she just lashed out. I am sure she is not genuinely mad at you.” Molly told her, trying to console her. She noticed for herself there was a change in demeanor of the outlaw when she returned from that night being at Ciudad Azteca. La Diabla was usually pretty jovial around all of them, but at breakfast she seemed a lot calmer and quieter. “I wonder what is wrong with her.” she mused.
“I don’t know. Whatever it is, it must have been really bad. I am worried about her.” Cheyenne replied. Her mind started racing wondering what her friend was going through. She wondered what could have possibly upset her so much that she would get mad at her. She took a deep breath and sighed. “Hey, I think I will go for a walk. I just want to calm down. Is that, ok?” she asked.
“Of course it is ok. I am sorry you feel sad, Cheyenne. You know I am here for you. You always help me, and I want to help you. I miss seeing that smile of yours right now.” Molly told her. She then hugged her again and gave her a kiss on the right cheek.
“Thank you, Molly. I really do appreciate you and your friendship. I hope I never do anything to you where you want to yell at me.” Cheyenne told her and felt a little sad again after thinking about that moment with La Diabla.
“I think it is impossible for you to do anything to make me mad. Hehe” Molly told her. She really felt bad for Cheyenne and wished she could feel better about herself. “Hey, let me see that smile again. Please?” she asked.
“You’re so funny…..” Cheyenne said then flashed a fake smile at Molly. “See?” she asked.
“Haha no, I want to see your real smile!” Molly said, then removed her arm from around the shoulders and then placed her hands on Cheyenne’s sides and started to squeeze them. “Let’s see your smile!” she grinned.
Cheyenne felt those hands on her sides, and she started to laugh immediately. She was always very ticklish around her sides and the tickle attack caught her off guard. “HAHAHAHAHA MOLLY!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? HAHAHAHA” she called out as she fell to her left and tried to get away from the hands.
Molly giggled as she kept up her tickling. She loved the sound of Cheyenne’s laughter and the way her body would move around when tickled. She saw that beautiful smile and she hoped it would at least make Cheyenne feel better. She let go of the sides and smiled as she saw Cheyenne lying on the bed and giggling. “There! Now, don’t you feel better? Hehehe” she asked with her huge smile.
“Hehehehe you are SO mean!!! Hehehehe You tickled me!” Cheyenne giggled as she sat back up. She looked at the silly grin on Molly’s face and she loved it. Seeing her friend being happy made her feel a little better.
“Yes! I tickled you! You needed that.” Molly told her. She then hugged her again and softly rubbed her back “I am sure she will tell you what was bothering her. You didn’t do anything wrong but be your normal loving self.” she whispered to her.
“Thank you for that. Not the tickling, but the kind words. Hehehe” Cheyenne giggled as she felt the love in the hug she was receiving. She then let go of the hug and looked over at Molly. She adored her so much and was glad she was here.
“You are welcome. It will be ok, my friend.” Molly told her. She then stood up from the bed and looked at her friend who was now getting off the bed as well. “You are going to take a walk?” she asked.
“Yeah, I just want to clear my head. I am worried about her. I will be back. What will you do?” Cheyenne asked.
“I will stay in her for a bit and perhaps find Bella or someone to talk to. You can take your time. I understand why you are worried. I am worried about her too, but I know she is super strong, so everything will be ok.” Molly responded with a smile.
“You are such a beautiful person, Molly. Ok, enjoy yourself. I will go for a walk and when I come back, perhaps he can do something together.” Cheyenne told her. She then gave a hug to Molly and then left the room. She really loved how her friend helped her, but she was still very concerned. She couldn’t get that tone of La Diabla’s voice out of her head. It was the way she said it. There was some real anger in her voice and even though she had seen anger out of the outlaw before, it was never directed at her. She walked out of the house and decided to just walk around the farmland. It was a large plot of land, so she could escape in her thoughts for some time. The day was very warm, and she felt the sun on her skin. She was wearing one of her tribal dresses and her moccasins. She looked around and saw the men working in the fields. She liked seeing so many people around and it was an amazing farm. As she continued to walk, she saw a few buildings and remembered that was where some of the workers lived. She decided to walk by there before cutting to the outside border of the farm and then taking a long walk back. As she headed towards the buildings, she saw a few of the workers waving back to her. She and Molly had met a few of them before when they walked this same path. She made it to the buildings and saw a few people milling around. As she walked, she suddenly heard a voice from behind.
“Cheyenne? Is that you?” a voice called out.
Cheyenne turned around and saw a familiar face. It was a young woman headed her way, and she smiled. She remembered that this was the daughter of one of the farm workers and someone she interacted with a few times. “Oh, hi Monica!” she responded.
Monica approached Cheyenne and felt a little nervous. She looked at her and thought she looked absolutely beautiful. She loved the long black hair, and that face was so adorable. She thought about Cheyenne a lot whenever she was by herself and found herself having a little crush on her. She could sense how beautiful Cheyenne was as a person and she just wanted to be around her. She woke up this morning, hoping she would see her again. She was also happy to see that Cheyenne was alone. Her friend Molly was not with her. She walked up to her crush and gave her a hug. “So good to see you! What brings you out here?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the hug and the energy, and it felt nice. She did enjoy her few encounters with Monica, and she seemed like a really nice person. She looked at her and tried to hide the emotions she was feeling because she didn’t want to bring down her mood. “I just went for a walk. I just want to clear my head.” she replied.
“Oh? Is something bothering you?” Monica asked. She could sense some emotion from Cheyenne but couldn’t really tell.
“Um, nothing important. How are you?” Cheyenne responded. She wanted to continue to put on a happy face, even though the thoughts of La Diabla filled her mind.
“I am good. It is always a pleasure to see you. Can I get you some water or something? It is a hot day, and I can see you sweating. Hehe” Monica asked. She saw how Cheyenne’s face was glistening and wanted to offer some comfort.
“Sure! It is a warm day. I am sweating already? Hehehe sorry.” Cheyenne giggled with a smile.
“You are always beautiful whether you are sweating or not. Come with me? I have some water in my room.” Monica told her, then took her hand and started to guide her to her room. She could feel her heart beating faster and felt nervous. She couldn’t believe Cheyenne was going to be in her room. She really wanted to just be around her and get to know her more. She made it to her room and opened the door. She looked inside and it was empty, then guided Cheyenne inside. It was a small room. There was a bed against the wall, a very small table and two chairs. She was very happy she had her own room, as her father lived in a separate one. She wanted privacy and a place to be in her thoughts. “Welcome to my home!” she said with a smile.
“This is a nice room you have.” Cheyenne said as she looked around the space. It reminded her a little of the room she had while in Ciudad Zopilote while she was an indentured servant of Priscilla. Her room was bigger, but this room had the same coziness. She liked how personable Monica was and when she grabbed her hand to take her to this room, she could feel how soft it was. She liked Monica’s warmth and felt a little comfortable around her. She then made her way towards a chair, when Monica stopped her.
“No, don’t sit in the chair. You can sit on my bed. It was a lot more comfortable.” Monica told her. She knew those hard wooden chairs weren’t very comfortable, and she wanted Cheyenne to feel relief and comfort. She wanted to treat her like a queen and was very excited to have her here. She got a glass of water and brought it over to her. “Ok, here you go.” she told her.
Cheynne took the glass of water and smiled. She liked this woman’s kind spirit and found her to be very engaging. She also noticed that she would stare at her quite often. She took a sip and then looked around the room. It was decorated nicely, and she saw a small wooden doll near the windowsill that was similar to the dolls she had back home and at school. “You have a very nice place here. I like the doll you have too.” she complimented.
“Thank you! It is one of my favorites! I am glad you liked it.” Monica responded with a huge smile. She always loved collecting items, and she was happy Cheyenne noticed. She watched as her friend drank her water and felt nervous. She really started to like her and hoped she could contain herself. She then went to go sit next to her and was on the right-hand side. “Hey, do you mind if I ask you something?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt Monica sitting next to her and noticed how close she was to her. She saw that radiant smile and wondered what she could be thinking. “Sure, you can ask me anything.” she responded.
“Is there something bothering you? When I saw you walking, I could see you were in very deep thought. It looked….different. Usually when I see you, you have this smile, and you seem to glow. You are extremely beautiful and even more so when I see that smile.” Monica told her. She started to blush and felt really nervous once she realized that she called Cheyenne very beautiful. She hoped she didn’t make her friend nervous.
Cheyenne started to blush a little about the compliment. It always made her feel very shy whenever someone told her she was pretty. She could see the smile on Monica’s face, and it looked very nice. She wanted to get away from the talk about her physical attractiveness and talk about something else. She knew she had to answer the question about her mind being distant and wondered just how noticeable it was to others. Molly noticed it, now Monica. “I am ok. I was….I was just thinking about something, that’s all.” she replied.
Monica moved her right hand over her body and touched Cheyenne’s right knee. She was now facing her a little and wanted to comfort her. “I hope everything is ok. You looked a little sad. Is there anything I can do to help make you smile?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the hand on her knee and noticed how close Monica was. It made her a little nervous because she seemed so into her. She wondered if Monica had a crush on her or something. She was always smiling at her and always wanting to touch her. She felt very flattered, but she was still very shy from the attention. “I am ok. Really, I will be.” she responded in a shy voice.
“Ok, good. You have such a pretty smile, and I want to always see it on you.” Monica said with her own smile. She started to feel brave as she was so physically close to Cheyenne. She really liked her and looking at the face was driving her crazy. She wondered if she should just back off because she might end up doing something to make Cheyenne mad. She did notice that Cheyenne wasn’t fighting off of her and wondered if she liked her being close. Her own mind started to imagine what it would be like to kiss the beautiful Native American. She started to imagine how soft those lips were. She then moved a little further away because she felt she was getting too bold and didn’t want to scare her. “I’m sorry.” she said, then sat back, and took her hand off the knee.
Cheyenne noticed that Monica was blushing, and she found it cute. She wondered what was about to happen because Monica was leaning her head closer to hers. It felt a little awkward and now that she could see her blushing a little, she was very curious about what was going through her head. “Hehehe I should ask if you are ok. Why are you so nervous and why are you apologizing?” she asked.
Monica felt really embarrassed at the moment because Cheyenne noticed her nervousness. The question asked made her really shy and she felt like she was about to die from embarrassment. She turned away for a moment to gather her thoughts, then looked at that beautiful face again. She could see the little smile she had, and her heart melted. Her brain was now telling her she had a full-blown crush on that young lady. “Yeah, I am ok. I just wanted to say sorry for, you know, being very close to you. I hope you didn’t mind me touching your knee.” she said with a very shy voice.
“Hehehe it is ok. I know you are trying to be caring. I appreciate you wanting to take care of me.” Cheyenne told her. She was getting curious about Monica. She seemed so nice, but also very shy right now. She figured she should get to know her and make a new friend where she could write to her when she returned to school.
“Thank you. You are so lovely, Cheyenne. So beautiful and so nice.” Monica said. She was getting excited that Cheyenne did not seem to mind her touching her. Her desire to touch her kept growing and she placed her hand on the right knee again and gave it a gentle squeeze. She noticed that Cheyenne jumped, and she giggled at the reaction. “hehehe what’s wrong?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the hand return to her knee and when it squeezed it, she felt a very intense ticklish sensation throughout her body. Her knees were always very ticklish, and she wanted to calm down in order to not tempt Monica to keep tickling her. “Hehehe nothing. You startled me a little with squeezing my knee. So, what do you like to----HEHEHEHEHEHE” she squealed when she felt another squeeze on her knee.
Monica loved the reaction she got from the squeezing of the knee. She loved the giggle and remembered when she saw Molly and Cheyenne having a tickle fight. She not only fantasized about kissing Cheyenne, but there were also a few times she wanted to tickle her just so she could hear that laugh. “Hehehe that was cute! You must be ticklish!” she called out.
Cheyenne felt her body go cold when she heard that response from Monica. She could see the deviousness in the eyes, and she knew she had better get away, or she was going to get tickled. She saw Monica now getting close to her again and knew a tickle attack was imminent. “Um, Monica, please don’t….PLEASE DON’T HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she exploded when the knee squeezes took place.
Monica felt her lust surging when she heard that very cute hysterical laughter after squeezing the knee. She loved how ticklish Cheyenne was and that seemed to really excite her. She could feel Cheyenne trying to get away from her and she followed her. Since they were on the bed, Cheyenne tried to move onto the bed and away from her. That would be the perfect trap and now she could have some fun with her. “You ARE ticklish! How cute! Tickle tickle tickle!” she teased.
Cheyenne moved to her left, trying to get her right knee away from Monica’s squeezing hands and she was further up on the bed. She looked at Monica’s face and she recognized that look. That was the look of someone that was hungry to tickle her. She saw that look on Aleshanee’s face plenty of times. She also saw it on Ann and Molly’s faces a few times. She tried to get up, but suddenly, she was tackled onto the bed and felt hands squeezing at her sides. “HAHAHAHA MONICA!!! DON’T TICKLE HAHAHAHA ME!!!” she squealed.
Monica heard that desperate squeal and she had no idea what came over her, but her desire to tickle this beautiful woman silly took over. She managed to get Cheyenne onto her back on the bed and then straddled her legs. She could see that ticklish panic in her eyes and her hands were feebly trying to knock away her hands. It was that smile on that face that really drove her crazy and she wanted to really play with her now. Then she realized she was attacking Cheyenne, and she felt guilty. She paused for a moment and looked very shy. “I’m sorry. I hope you are not mad at me for tickling you. You just have this cute laughter and…I couldn’t help it.”
Cheyenne started to catch her breath and felt her heart race. She was relieved that the tickling stopped, and Monica appeared to be remorseful. She figured the tickle attack was over and she felt relief. “I am not mad at you. You just surprised me, that’s all. I am really ticklish! Hehehe” she responded.
Monica heard those words, and she felt happy. She was happy that Cheyenne was not mad at her and then her mind figured that perhaps she didn’t mind being tickled. She also knew that if she were to tickle her hard, Cheynne would probably scream very loud, which would make some farm workers, including her father come investigate about what all the noise was. Even though her room was secluded from the others, it was still near other buildings that people would pass by. She figured if she wanted to tickle Cheyenne, she would have to do it very softly instead. That gave her a thrill because it meant she could tickle her sensually. “Yes, you are really ticklish. That is the cutest thing ever. Here, let me try this…” she told her.
Cheyenne heard what Monica said and wondered what she wanted to do. She saw her fingers moving towards her arms and she felt her left hand get grabbed, and her arm was stretched out. She watched carefully as she saw the fingers moving towards her arm. “W-What are you doing to my arm?” she asked.
“Just watch….” Monica said in return. She held Cheyenne’s left hand with her right hand, and she took the tips of the fingers on her left hand and placed them right on the inner bicep, near the short sleeve of the dress and slowly stroked her fingers across the skin. Her fingers moved from the biceps, past the elbow, then the forearm and then the wrist. She could feel the goosebumps forming and heard the cutest little giggle. “Feels good?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the fingers stroking her biceps and then traveled up her arm. The sensations tickled her, but it was not an overwhelming feeling. It felt soothing, even though it made her giggle a little. She could feel the goosebumps forming and she shivered a little. “Hehehe it actually does.” she giggled.
Monica loved that giggle, and she continued to lightly stroke her fingers up and down the arm. She could see Cheyenne staring at her arm, and she loved how pretty she looked. There was just something about her smile that drove her crazy. She could see her giggling a little and she loved being in this moment. She then moved her right hand a little and exposed the palm of the left hand. She then lightly stroked her fingers across the palm and felt the hand trying to pull away. “Oooh! You’re ticklish on your hands?” she asked with a smile.
Cheyenne was starting to enjoy the sensation of the fingers stroking her arm. The sensations felt nice and even though she was giggling, she really started to like that ticklish feeling. She felt the fingers now stroking her palms and it surprised her how much it tickled. It wasn’t a powerful tickle feeling, but it did make her jump. “hehehe that tickled! It feels weird.” she giggled.
“Hehehee you really are ticklish, aren’t you? Your palms are ticklish! I bet the bottoms of your feet are going to be a lot of fun.” Monica teased. She imagined what would happen if she tickled Cheyenne’s feet. That thought made her feel her nipples stiffening and it got her really excited. She then let go of the left arm and then reached for the right arm. She held Cheyenne’s right hand with her left and then used the fingers on her right hand to softly stroke the inner biceps, then up the arm past the elbow, then off the forearm. She could feel Cheyenne’s arm moving and knew this very cute woman was very sensitive. “I am glad you like this….” she told her.
“Hehehe it is fun. It tickles but feels nice.” Cheyenne responded. She loved the ticklish feeling and wondered how long this was going to take place. She was starting to really enjoy this soft touch, and it felt good to not be thrashing around when being tickled a lot harder. She panicked a little when Monica mentioned her feet, and prayed that they wouldn’t be tickled. She knew it would drive her absolutely insane, especially with her feet being so warm inside her moccasins. Then she felt the fingers tickling her palm again and she couldn’t help but giggle. “hehehe it is funny how it tickles like that.” she grinned.
“Yes! And it feels nice. I think I am going to make you feel really good today, Cheyenne. You deserve it. If you go along with me, this could be an experience neither one of us will ever forget.” Monica told her. Her lust grew a lot because now she just wanted to touch Cheyenne. She wanted to touch her body and give her pleasure. That caused her mind to start thinking about Cheyenne’s chest and between her legs. She shook her head a little and tried to get those images out. She had no idea if Cheyenne would like to play with girls like that, and didn’t want to scare her.
“hehehe what’s wrong? Why did you shake your head like that?” Cheyenne asked innocently. She saw Monica shuddering a bit and wondered what was happening to her friend. The tickling feeling she was experiencing continued to feel really good to her and she wondered what Monica meant by going along with her.
“Hehe nothing. I was just thinking about something.” Monica replied. She felt embarrassed because Cheyenne noticed her shaking after thinking about what it would be like to touch her intimately. She started to think it was time to at least explore Cheyenne’s body, so she slowly lowered her right arm and looked at that beautiful face. She could see she had a look of happiness, and her heart melted. “Ok, now I want you to flip onto your tummy and I will test some other areas.” she informed.
Cheyenne felt a nice warm glow in her body because that light stroking made her feel really good inside. She wondered where she was going to be touched next. She felt Monica get off her legs and now she was able to flip over onto her stomach. She rested her upper body on her elbows and let her long black hair drape over her shoulders as well as her back. She felt nervous but also a little excited. There was something about that soft touch that really made her love it. “I’m ready.” she said.
Monica felt her heart beating out of her chest as she saw Cheyenne laying there. She couldn’t believe she was in this moment and touching this very sexy woman. She looked at the dress and it went down to the knees. It was a one-piece dress that covered the body except for the neck, the arms and the calves. She wished she could take off the dress and have a lot more skin to play with. She wondered if she could convince her to remove that dress, but in order to help with that, she had to make sure her friend was very comfortable. She then straddled Cheyenne’s upper legs and leaned forward. She moved the black hair off the back and pushed it to the sides. She wanted to expose as much of the neck as possible, since that was her next target. She placed her fingers on the back and the neck and then slowly stroked them across that area and onto the sides of the neck. She felt Cheyenne’s neck scrunching a little and heard the sweetest giggling. “This tickles?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt the fingers on her neck and when they got to the sides of her neck, it started to tickle her. It wasn’t a bad tickle, but it was enough to get her giggling. She felt a little embarrassed but also felt happy. This touch was very nice, and she wanted to enjoy it. She was starting to feel a lot more comfortable and wondered how this would all end. “hehehe a little, but it does heheehe feel nice.” she giggled again.
“Hehe you are too cute. Just enjoy.” Monica said in a soft voice. She loved how soft the skin was and continued to stroke the sides of the neck and the back of it. She moved the hair up as much as she could and found the back of the neck where the hairline was. She touched those very fine hairs, and it felt incredible on her fingers. Cheyenne was very soft and that got her really excited. She wanted to find all of the soft spots and really started to desire her even more. Her fingers then went to the front of the neck, and she softly stroked that skin, which caused Cheyenne’s head to drop forward and heard those sweet giggles again.
Cheyenne felt the fingers stroking her neck and it really started to make her body tingle. She squirmed a little because the touch was driving her crazy, but in a very good way. The way those fingers touched those fine hairs on the back of her neck made her nervous. Not only did it make her giggle from the ticklish feelings, but she felt her nipples starting to become erect. That surprised her, but she liked the feeling. She liked the pleasure she was feeling even though it was just a friend lightly tickling her. She hoped to hide her growing arousal because she didn’t know if Monica would play like that. That made her own mind start to spin wondering what would happen if this moment did go that way. She felt a little nervous thinking about it and then tried to dismiss the idea. Monica was just trying to make her feel good, not have sex with her. “hehehe this does feel….tickly, but good.” she cooed.
“I am glad to hear that. I want to make you feel good.” Monica told her. The reactions she was getting from Cheyenne motivated her and also turned her on a lot. She wondered how soft the skin was under the dress, and she now wanted to plan something to get the dress off. She figured she might as well ask, just to check the temperature of this encounter. If Cheyenne refused or was not happy, then she would just touch the normal spots. But if she didn’t mind, that would definitely send this entire moment into something a lot more. “Hey cutie, can I ask you something? I apologize if it offends you.” she asked.
Cheyenne continued to feel the fingers stroking her neck and when they touched her collarbones that were hidden under the dress, she giggled a little more, but her nipples were now very stiff. She couldn’t believe she was feeling such lustful feelings but enjoyed it. She heard Monica’s question and was curious about what she meant about if she would be offended. It was a peculiar segway and she wanted to know what was on her mind. “Um, hehehe, sure. You can ask me anything.” she answered with another cute giggle.
Monica felt her heart beating out of her chest and her mouth went dry. This was the moment of truth. Depending on the answer, this entire interaction would go one of two ways and there would be no turning back. “Um….I-I was wondering if…..you know….since you like this….touch. You have been liking this touch. I-I was w-w-wondering if I could…..um…..you know…..touch your skin under the dress? I-I want you to t-t-t-take off your dress…..” she asked with extreme nervousness.
Cheyenne’s eyes bugged out when she heard that question. This friend was asking her to take off her dress. That would be a very intimate thing, and she didn’t really know her that well. She also knew that she was not wearing a bra, and she didn’t have her school underwear on, she had her tribal loin cloth, which would easily expose her very private areas with a simple movement of the garment. That would essentially make her naked and that was such an intense feeling. “Y-You want to take off my dress?” she asked in response.
Monica felt her face turn beet red from embarrassment. She had just asked another woman to remove her clothes so she could touch her. She got really scared and she wanted to not make Cheyenne angry with her. “Um, never mind. I am sorry I asked. I shouldn’t have.” she told her in an embarrassed tone of voice.
Cheyenne could sense the embarrassment and that did make her appreciate that this young lady wasn’t trying to do things to her that went beyond normal play between friends. She felt she just couldn’t take off her dress right now, but didn’t want to hurt her feelings too. “It’s ok, you don’t have to be sorry. It was ok to ask, but I am really shy. I like how I feel right now, but if I take off my dress, you might see some things. I-I am not wearing any bra and, well, my underwear is….different.” she replied and felt great embarrassment as well.
Monica heard the response, and she understood what Cheyenne meant. She was curious about the underwear part but knowing there was no bra made her understand why her sexy friend was hesitant. “I am so sorry. I understand. I just want to touch your skin to make you feel good. You are enjoying yourself and I got carried away.” she apologized.
“It is ok. I like how you are touching me. It is a tickle, but it feels good. I want to keep my dress on for now.” Cheyenne replied. She really appreciated that Monica was not trying to do bad things to her. She appeared to have good intentions and that made her like her more.
“Ok, thank you., I just want to make you feel so comfortable. I-I understand. I apologize again for asking.” Monica told her. She was happy that Cheyenne was not upset. It meant a lot to her for this woman’s approval. She then thought about what Cheyenne said. She said that her dress could stay on “for now”, which meant it could come off later. That thought got her excited because it meant there was a possibility to play with her body later. She wondered what was meant by the underwear and she really wanted to find out. But for now, she had to play nicely with her and then it hit her. The dress covered so much of Cheyenne’s body, but one area that was definitely not. The calves and feet! Now her excitement grew as she thought about touching those tiny feet. “Ok, let me try the next area. I am going to take off your shoes and touch your feet. Hehe” she told her.
Cheyenne gasped in shock when she heard what Monica had just told her. She was going to have her moccasins removed and her feet were going to be touched. That sent ticklish fear throughout her body because she knew just how ticklish she was. “Hehehe um, my feet? It will tickle too much. You can still touch my arms and neck.” she requested.
“Hehehe don’t worry! I will be careful with your feet. Besides, I know your feet will love my touch. I will make you feel really good.” Monica said. She loved the sound of ticklish fear in Cheynne’s voice, and she felt her arousal continuing to climb. She started to move her body around so she could head towards those precious feet, and she heard the cutest whimpering sounds. She made it to the foot of the bed and then she saw Cheyenne’s legs flip over and she looked back. The beautiful young lady had this sheepish grin on her face, and she loved it. “What’s the matter? Go back on your tummy while I play with your feet.” she requested.
“Hehehe you don’t understand. I am REALLY ticklish on my feet. I don’t know if I will be able to handle you touching them like you did to my hands and arms.” Cheyenne admitted. She felt really nervous because her feet were always highly sensitive. She also remembered just how much her friends loved to tickle her there. It was a major ticklish weakness of her.
Monica’s heart melted as she saw that ticklish fear on the face and heard how ticklish the feet were. She really wanted to get her hands on those feet now. She needed to get Cheyenne to relax, so she could get those shoes off her feet. She then thought of an idea and hoped Cheyenne would go along with it. “Ok, I won’t touch your feet right now. I will touch your neck and your collarbones. Go ahead. Lay down for a moment.” she instructed.
Cheyenne felt a little guilty about telling Monica not to touch her feet. She felt shy at the moment because all Monica wanted to do was play with her and being honest with herself, she was enjoying everything. But she knew just how ticklish her feet were. She was also still blushing over the fact that she was told to remove her dress, which would expose her body in an intimate way. She wondered if she should just go along with whatever Monica wanted because she seemed very nice. She lay on her back and saw Monica now straddling her legs again. She moved her hair and exposed her neck. She couldn’t help but smile when she saw those fingers headed towards her. “hehehe I hope my neck is not too ticklish.” she smiled.
“It probably is, but it is a good tickle. You need good tickles sometimes.” Monica said, then started to lightly stroke her fingers across the front of the neck. She could see that ticklish smile forming on Cheyenne’s face and it really delighted her. She was happy that the young woman was engaging with her in this manner. She heard those cute giggles as her fingers continued to touch that soft skin. She moved her fingers towards the collarbone area and heard another giggle. She looked at that face and she just couldn’t help but love it. She saw Cheynne tilting her head back a little into the pillow, which exposed the neck more. That led her to believe she was really enjoying it. As she continued to stroke that area, her eyes went down to Cheyenne’s chest, and she saw the nipples starting to poke out. She remembered Cheyenne telling her that she wasn’t wearing a bra and knowing those naked breasts were hiding under that dress sent a tingle between her legs. Monica started to get really warm inside her body and wondered if she would actually have sex with someone like Cheyenne. She wanted to fight those thoughts but when she heard a soft moan, she couldn’t help but think about this turning erotic. “Like this?” she asked.
Cheyenne felt those soft caresses on her neck, and it felt amazing. It was a ticklish feeling, but it also felt really good. She could feel how hard her nipples were and she was surprised this was turning her on. She wanted to absorb the moment. Right now, she had nothing on her mind except those wonderful ticklish feelings flowing through her. There was something about the way her neck was being touched that she really loved. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of that touch on her collarbones. The fingers moved slowly and gingerly and she felt goosebumps. She heard Monica’s question and smiled. “Yes. I really like this. It hehehe feels good.” she replied with a slight giggle.
Monica continued to stroke that skin and loved how Cheyenne’s body was responding. It was the way she felt her hips beneath her moving got her thinking that her friend was aroused. She had done this before with another friend, and it did end up as a make out session. Memories of that moment came to her mind, and she looked at the very pretty face. Those eyes were closed, and she saw that smile. She then learned forward and put her face close to the neck. She smiled and then blew her breath softly across the neck and collarbones. She heard a moan, and her own excitement continued to build. “You are so pretty, Cheyenne.” she cooed as she continued to softly blow across that skin.
“Mmmm….thank you….” Cheyenne moaned as she felt that warm breath blowing across her neck. She felt tingles in her body and the pleasure was starting to build. She was surprised how this was turning out and wondered what was going to happen next. She was aroused but was too shy and nervous to admit something like that to Monica. She started to curl her toes inside her moccasins and her hips were moving. This moment felt so soothing and erotic to her. She shuddered when the lips were really close to her neck. “Feels good….” she softly cooed.
Monica was very close to Cheyenne’s neck area with her mouth. Her lips were very close to that neck skin, and she felt that burning desire to kiss it. She could hear those soft moans of Cheyenne, and she couldn’t help it anymore. She planted her lips on the side of the neck and gave it a gentle kiss. She heard a soft gasp from the woman and that only excited her even more. She gave it another kiss, then used her fingertips to stroke the collarbones again. “So pretty….” she said between kisses.
Cheyenne was surprised, but also very excited when she felt the kiss on her neck. She had no idea why she was letting this happen, but it did feel really nice. She felt the tingles throughout her body and got caught up in them. She started to wonder if she should stop Monica. She figured this might go too far and put them in a position to do something neither of them expected. She opened her eyes and before she could speak, she saw Monia’s face appear before hers and then their lips touched! She was stunned as Monica started to kiss her on the mouth!
Monica loved being in this moment. She had such a crush on Cheyenne and now they were physically close to one another. Her chest was on Cheyenne’s, and she was erotically stimulating her with her soft touches. It was the sound of Cheyenne’s moans that drove her wild. She loved kissing that side of the neck and then she lifted her own head. She felt the tension and her instincts were now coming out. Once she saw those lips, she couldn’t help but kiss them. She planted her lips on Cheyenne’s and started to kiss her. The softness of her lips exploded within her, and she was extremely turned on now. She broke the kiss and then noticed the shocked look on Cheyenne’s face. She lifted herself up and now she felt really embarrassed. She loved being in that moment, but now it was possible that it might have offended Cheyenne. She placed her hands over her mouth and felt truly embarrassed. “I am so sorry! I-I didn’t mean to kiss you.” she apologized.
Cheyenne saw that reaction from Monica and now they were both stunned. She didn’t know what to think. The moment between them was erotic and the kiss felt nice physically. She didn’t know what to think and she felt extremely shy right now. “Um….you wanted to kiss me?” she asked.
Monica started to blush heavily after hearing that question. She wondered if Cheyenne was about to be very angry with her and she felt terrible. “I am so sorry. I-I just got a little caught up in the moment. I liked kissing your neck and then I…well. I don’t know what happened. It just….happened. I feel so terrible right now. I am SO sorry.” she tried to explain.
“Ok….I guess that was ok. I didn’t expect that. Don’t feel bad. It happens.” Cheyenne said to her. She could see the embarrassment on Monica’s face, and she wanted to let her know she was not angry. She laid her head on the pillow and just looked at her. She wondered what was about to happen next after that kiss.
“So, you’re not mad at me?” Monica asked. She noticed that Cheyenne wasn’t upset or reacted badly. She still lay there and didn’t tell her to get off, so she could storm out of here. It confused her but also excited her. She wondered if Cheyenne actually liked the kiss.
“No, I am not mad. There is no reason to be mad. I guess sometimes things happen. It is ok.” Cheyenne told her. She could see how apologetic Monica was and didn’t want to make her feel bad. She then lifted her right hand and gently caressed Monica’s left arm to soothe her.
Monica felt that touch on her arm and she felt excited. She also felt happy that Cheyenne was so forgiving. She had a feeling that she was indeed a very special young woman and that made her even more attracted to her. “I am sorry I kissed you without telling your first. It is just that….you know… you are so beautiful, and I just wanted to see what it was like to kiss your lips. I liked it too.” she admitted.
Cheyenne started to blush because it was becoming very obvious that Monica was attracted to her a lot. She felt very flattered and also very shy. She did like the kiss too and wanted to make sure that Monica was going to be ok. “I understand. It….It was a nice kiss. Thank you for your compliments.” she told her.
“It was? Thank you. You have some really nice lips.” Monica said, then felt shy again. She then placed her hands on Cheyenne’s ribs to rest and gave her fingers a slight squeeze. She felt the body under her flinch, and she remembered that Cheyenne was very ticklish. “Oh, that’s right, you’re ticklish. Hehehe” she teased.
UP NEXT: Cheyenne enjoys herself and Molly begins to have a memory of a lifetime
Ok fans, how did you like this one? I hope you like the more playful, sensual, erotic nature of the tickling scenes of this chapter. I want to give some of the characters a good time. I hope you also have been enjoying the story itself. As I have mentioned, I am really excited about the story itself, and I hope you truly enjoy it as it all unfolds. Thank you for being such great fans! Your comments are most encouraged and welcomed.
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