Jenny and the Phantom Cowboys

 

By Brummie

 

If you wish to comment on this story I'd be delighted to hear from you at    brummie52000@yahoo.co.uk

 

For those of you who would like to see a picture of the original cartoon Jenny just type 'Bikerbloke' in to Google and click on Images. If you prefer a real live flesh and blood version I've always thought of Ashley Lawrence with the tits of an early Hitomi Tanaka. You might also try Sabrina Pettinato.

 

 

American Holiday Him Gone Bugger-up.

 

   The merciless sun beat down from a cloudless sky. Through the shimmering heat haze the open-topped car made its way slowly along the dirt track road. Its engine coughed and wheezed over-heating its life giving internal fluids nearly boiled away. The cars occupant wasn't in a much better state. Her blonde hair and fair skin were unused to the hundred degree plus heat. The vehicle’s A/C had died so in her desperation to cool down she'd stripped herself of all but her panties. Because of her inexperience she'd long ago finished the meagre supply of water she'd carried and the sun’s rays were starting to burn her exposed flesh. In other circumstances the sight of the topless blonde driving the topless car would have been highly erotic but if she didn't find civilisation soon the lazily circling buzzards would have themselves a very tasty erotic meal. With extra helpings of white meat.

 

   A wide-brimmed black Stetson shielded the man's hard eyes from the burning sun. Perched high on the ridge he watched the car crawl past below him. 'Not something you see every day' he mused. Mounting his horse he made his way down the opposite side of the ridge towards the small town. He knew the road wound its way round the bluff so the blonde would be along shortly.

 

   The whole town consisted  of a single street little more than two hundred yards long. The car crept forward until the driver suddenly realised that her fuzzy vision wasn't deceiving her and that the building’s that had appeared out of no-where were real. Both sides of the street were lined with a wooden boardwalk and shop and business frontages. She perked up a little and stared around her. Slowly it dawned on her that there were no street lights, no traffic signals or signs of any sort, no cars parked, petrol pumps, no neon signs in the shop fronts in fact no evidence of modern life at all. What there was were horses. Horses carrying cowboys, horses tied to hitching posts, horses pulling wagons and where there are horses for any length of time there is the pervasive smell of horse manure.

 

   She'd somehow come across a real Wild West town.

 

   Finally she spotted the man heading towards her. As he walked his spurs clinked like little bells and on his black shirt front was pinned a large silver star with the word 'Sheriff' picked out in relief. Standing by the driver’s door he touched the brim of his hat. 'Mam' he said in a slow deep drawl 'Sheriff Jefferies. You in need of some assistance?

 

   The blonde tried to speak but her throat was so dry she could only wheeze.

 

   'Exit the vehicle Mam' ordered the law-man

 

   It was at this point the blonde remembered her state of undress. Belatedly she threw her arm across her balloon like breasts and shook her head emphatically. The door was suddenly ripped open and the Sheriff gripping her upper arm dragged her out of the car. He was so fast and brutal she wasn't able to offer any resistance as he spun her round and applied a pair of nineteenth century barrel handcuffs to her wrists pinioning her arms behind her back.

 

   With the woman secured the Sheriff took his time examining his prisoner. From this reverse angle he could see she wore nothing but the smallest pair of white thong panties. Her blonde hair cascaded down over her shoulders, her back was long and muscular tapering from wide shoulders to a ridiculously narrow waist. Her legs even when she wasn't wearing high-heels were long and athletic then his gaze settled on her butt. The panties covered next to nothing exposing the most beautiful plump spankable back-side he'd ever seen. He couldn't see any tan lines so the image of her sun-bathing naked drifted into his mind.

 

   Finally he couldn't contain his excitement any longer. Gripping her shoulder he roughly spun her around until she faced him. With her hands cuffed behind her back and her hair slicked back over her shoulders her upper body was totally exposed to his hot gaze. He thought her ass was good but now he found himself staring at a pair of breasts that could have come from Aphrodite herself. Both perfect humongous spheres were a soft caramel again with no tan lines that swung and settled as her body moved. He'd seen big tits before but never tits this big that were still so perky and perfectly shaped despite their obvious weight. And the peaks. What magnificent areolas, chocolate brown and crinkled, at their centre thick nipples poked out, erect and just asking for a good hard sucking.

 

  The blonde tried to speak but only succeeded in making an unintelligible rasp. She tried again and he managed to make out her desperate plea for 'water'. His gaze fell back to her body perusing her ridged wash-board stomach, her wide hips with the wisp of cloth covering her womanhood and her athletic thighs. She made another strangled noise. Tearing his eyes from her wondrous body he looked at her face. Her blonde hair framed one of the most beguiling images he'd ever seen. Elfin was the word that sprang into his mind. Large blue eyes, a narrow nose, full pink lips and slightly reddened high cheeks that had caught the sun. The only problem was that at this moment her features were contorted with blazing anger.

 

   Sick of the man’s blatant ogling of her assets and not caring about the consequences the blonde lashed out kicking the Sheriff hard on his thigh. He staggered back shocked then growling an oath surged forwards and seizing her by the hair dragged her across the dirt street.  

 

   Horses needed feeding, exercising and shoeing. They also needed watering. The Sheriff dragged the blonde towards a horse trough and reaching it forced her to bend over the side and pushed her head under the water. She struggled but he held her firmly while staring appreciatively at her jiggling peachy buttocks. He held her then reached down and stroked her butt cheeks. He felt her stiffen as he massaged her ass then her efforts to escape doubled. She managed to lift her head above the water and gasping dragged in a great lungful of air.

 

   She began to gasp 'You dirty rotten bast...' before her protest was rudely cut off by the Sheriff plunging her head back under the surface,

 

   Remembering the kick she'd given him he placed his work roughened cowboy hand on her ass and instead of stroking her he sank his fingers deep into her soft butt cheek. Her body writhed as he mauled her ass but this time he was ready for her and he held her firmly under the cold water. Between his ass fondling he swatted her cheeks making her jump at the sharp pain.

 

   The last thing he wanted was for this prime piece of womanhood to drown so eventually he dragged her out of the trough. She stood like a miserable drowned rat all signs of fight now gone, the water dripped down to soak her entire body. He smirked as the material of her panties turned translucent exposing the line of her pussy and showing she had neatly trimmed all her pubic hair.

 

   Brooking no argument the Sheriff gripped her upper arm once more and began to march her down the street. Half a dozen cowboys stopped and stared open mouthed at the sight of the law-man leading the soaking wet nearly naked blonde towards the jail house Mesmerised they could only marvel at the way her unfettered breasts bounced and swayed as she walked. The cold water not only shimmered on her body but had had a wonderful effect on the peaks of her breasts. Both areolas had darkened and puffed up and at the centre of each the woman’s thick nipples stood erect. They passed the only hotel in town, opposite one of the saloon bars, a general store and then the largest building on the street. It was meant to look garish and exciting but in the bright daylight it appeared just as shabby as all of the others. The sign declared it to be 'Madam Fufu's Chicken Coup' which gave little clue as to its business. The last building looked more solid than the others and only had a small sign reading 'Sheriff's Office and Jail.'

 

   Pushing her through the office door the Sheriff directed her to the jail cell at the back. She jerked out of his grip and rounded on him. 'Why am I being arrested' she shouted. He ignored her and instead forced her into the cell and slammed the door with aloud clang.

 

   'You are gonna be charged with 'Conspiracy to Corrupt Public Morals what with you bein' near buck naked' the Sheriff replied finally. He sat behind his desk and taking out a charge sheet picked up a quill pen and dipped it in the inkwell. 'Now then missy what might your name be?'

 

   The blonde stared at him unable to comprehend how she could have gotten herself into this fix. Her boss and not to mention the other agents would never let her live this down if she was convicted and it might even cost her her job. She was going to have to try and watch for any opportunities to effect an escape. She was pretty sure she could out run this bozo on his horse.

 

   'Name?' repeated the Sheriff.

 

   'My name is Richards ... Jenny Richards' the blonde replied reluctantly.

 

 

Night-time Manoeuvres.

 

   Special Agent Jenny Richards of the British Secret Service shivered under the single blanket she'd been allowed as the night-time temperature dropped. She'd asked the Sheriff for some clothes as she was currently wearing nothing but the smallest pair of thong panties but he'd said laughing he preferred the view as it was. Thankfully he'd relented somewhat when his young deputy had brought her some food and drink and removed the handcuffs although not before the young man’s eyes had nearly popped out of his head at the sight of the woman’s phenomenal naked assets. Giving the excuse that he had to return the tray, plates and utensils he hung around the jail sneaking glimpses at the prisoner’s perfectly smooth flesh. Twice he had to run to the bathroom once when she deliberately flashed her monster tits at him while stroking them lasciviously and a second time when she stood and then slowly bent forwards to retrieve a dropped fork. The peachy ass presented made his mouth hang open and saliva drip from his chin. Jenny had noticed his interest and she shot him a few of her best furtive and beguiling glances. If she was going to escape outside assistance, especially one with a key to the cell would be a great help and she was certain she could seduce this young shaver.

 

   Later that night.

 

   'Pssst.'

 

   Jenny’s ears pricked up at the unexpected sound.  

 

   'Pssst' it came again.

 

   Turning her head on the pillow she could see the moonlit outline of someone standing against the bars. Rising she kept the blanket wrapped around her shoulders and approached the dark shape. From close up she made out the features of the young deputy. He appeared shy not meeting her gaze. 'Hello' breathed the blonde reaching through the bars to lay a hand gently on his chest 'I was hoping we'd have a chance to meet again. What's your name?'

 

   He gulped in a breath 'Hi Mam, they calls me Ben, Deputy Ben. Ah thought ah'd just check you was O.K. and didn't need nothin'.'

 

   She gave him her best smouldering look while licking her full pouting lips 'Well I could do with getting out of this cell' she said hopefully.

 

   'Ah Mam' he replied 'you know I couldn't allow that. The Sheriff, he'd have ma guts fer gaiters if I was to let you escape'.

 

   Sensing she was losing him Jenny slyly allowed the blanket to fall open so the moonlight revealed her phenomenal body and magnificent cleavage. 'I could make it worth your trouble' she whispered pressing forward against the bars. She moved her hand to the nape of his neck and pulled his head down. Their lips met through the bars at first in a gentle kiss then more urgent. His tongue forced its way between her lips duelling with hers. They French kissed for a minute then Jenny felt his hands snake through the bars. He seized her breasts and attacked them like a teenager at his first prom. She wanted to pull away from his artless mauling but with his hands occupied she knew she had the perfect opportunity, in the guise of stroking his body, to pick his pockets. She grimaced as he pinched her nipples but continued searching for the key to the cell. If she could find it she could end his molesting of her body and escape before anybody knew she was gone.

 

   He suddenly ended the kiss and she'd found nothing of use. The Deputy took a deep breath still holding on to her tits moulding them more gently now sinking his fingers into the soft flesh.

 

   Jenny let him keep fondling her breasts then gasped 'Let me out and we can really get to know each other. How'd you like to bend me over the desk and really show me what sort of man you are?'

 

   'Sorry Mam' he replied 'I might be young but my Ma din't raise no dummy. I reckon once you're free you'll be away on your heels and I'll be for the high jump.'

 

   The blonde agent began to panic. She was desperate to avoid her court appearance in the morning. Slowly she stooped down until her head was level with the Deputy's groin. Her long dexterous fingers reached for his fly’s and slowly undid the zip. He gasped as her cool fingers reached in to his jeans and extracted his almost fully erect cock. Tugging on his member until his hips pressed hard against the bars Jenny opened her mouth and slowly enveloped his large purple helmet in her warm moist mouth.

 

   The young deputy groaned letting out a shocked expletive as Jenny sucked more and more of his cock into her mouth. Starting slowly she allowed the cock-head to touch the back of her throat before drawing back until only the tip rested between her full pink lips, He gripped the bars as the blonde agent worked hard on his cock drawing it in faster and faster working the saliva covered shaft with one hand and cupping his balls with the other. Her tongue teased his cock-head swirling round and round its sensitive ridges. She used every ounce of experience she'd gained from the myriad cocks she'd sucked. Many of them had been voluntarily but there had also been far too many that had been forced on her. She'd lost count of the men who'd fucked her face and throat so the young Deputy just made one more.

 

   His hips began to move banging against the bars trying to push his shaft deeper into the blonde’s mouth. Jenny prepared to pull back as he neared climax when suddenly his hands seized clumps of blonde hair on either side of her head and held her steady.

 

   'Oh My Lord' he exclaimed as he orgasmed his hips jerking forward ejaculating ropes of semen into the blonde’s throat. Four, five, six times he released a stream of flat sickly sperm that flowed over Jenny’s tongue and down her convulsing gullet. Finally he released her hair leaving her abject and miserable squatting in the jail cell the taste of his seed filling her mouth.

 

   Suddenly a light shone from an old oil lamp illuminating the depraved scene. Sheriff Jefferies stood in the open doorway applauding. His expression was a mixture of anger and jealousy. 'So trying to seduce my Deputy were you?' he rasped at Jenny. Turning his gaze to his shamefaced deputy 'No doubt she wanted you to let her out so she could show you how 'grateful' she could be ... hmm.'

 

   There was nothing Jenny could say what with her kneeling at the bars and the Deputy scrabbling to stuff his cock back into his jeans. Then a thought crossed her mind. How long had he been standing there? Had he just arrived as the deputy finished or had he spotted them earlier and deliberately waited allowing Ben to spurt his cum in her mouth. 

 

   Laying down the lamp the Sheriff unlocked the cell and dragged the blonde to her feet. The blanket  dropped to the wooden floor leaving her yet again in nothing but her tiny white panties. Once more the blonde agent found  her wrists handcuffed together behind her back.

 

   Growling the Sheriff said 'I think you need to know what happens to prisoners who try to escape little lady. Perhaps you'll think again after this.' Jenny made a break for it but he was too quick for her grabbing her round the neck as she tried to barge past him. 'Give me a hand here, Deputy' ordered the Sheriff. Between them they wrestled the struggling blonde towards the cell bars. Bending her forwards the Sheriff held her arms while his Deputy undid one of the cuffs. He then wrapped the handcuff chain around one of the bars above a cross member and snapped it back round the blondes wrist. This left her bent over her arms stretched high in the strapedo position and the back of her neck pressed hard against the bars.

 

   Swearing and writhing the huge titted blonde lashed out with her legs trying to kick anyone who came within range. The two law-men waited watching the prisoner’s massive tits swinging and swaying as she wriggled trying fruitlessly to free herself. Gradually she tired and quieted down.

 

   'Get some rope' the Sheriff ordered. Then from outside the cell he reached through the bars and restricting the blonde’s range of movement even more he used the rope to secure Jenny's shoulders firmly to the cell bars. He tethered her even further using a four foot length of timber to serve as a combination leg restraint and spreader bar tied to her ankles.

 

   Together the two men stared mesmerized at the sight of the captive blonde held bent over by handcuffs and rope. Reaching forward the Sheriff ran his fingertips over her butt cheek. The flesh felt soft and warm and plump. He got another mouthful of filthy profanity for his trouble. In response he positioned himself to the side of the blonde and raised his arm high.

 

   Jenny shrieked mostly from surprise as his hand landed with a resounding slap. The work roughened hand thwacked into her perfect ass leaving a distinct deep pink hand print. More cursing followed which was cut short as the next whack landed. The law-man continued spanking her his arm rising and falling rhythmically turning the tied and cuffed prisoners ass a warm pink.

 

   The young Deputy watched fascinated as the Sheriff administered the punishment. The blonde had long since stopped swearing. She now seemed to have accepted that she was powerless to stop it happening and could only endure the pain and humiliation. Sheriff Jefferies was a real aficionado of the spanking arts. He expertly shifted his aim selecting an area of exposed flesh that would sting the most. The blondes huge tits swung and jiggled as the law-man slapped her plump pillowy ass. Then he hesitated selecting a new target. Standing on the left of the blonde he swung hard smacking his palm into the inside of her left thigh. 

 

   Jenny jerked and shuddered at the shock of unexpected pain. Concentrating on the one spot he delivered six of the best to her sensitive inner thigh. Each spank drew a grunt from the restrained blonde. She opened her mouth to curse the Sheriff when suddenly her body stiffened. She'd felt the touch of his fingers at the waistband of her panties. It didn't require Sherlock Holmes to work out his intension.

 

   'No please don't. Not that' the blonde begged but Sheriff Jefferies wasn't in the mood to show her any mercy. Slowly he drew the blondes panties down over her pink butt to the tops of her thighs then realising her wide spread legs prevented him lowering them any further he angrily gripped the flimsy cotton and ripped them savagely from the blondes loins.

 

   Both men stood mesmerized as the flickering light from the oil lamp illuminated the blondes exposed pussy and ass-hole After a minute of silent admiration the older law-man stepped to the side of the blonde’s hips and resting one hand on her warm butt ran the middle finger of his other along the line of the blondes hairless pussy. She exploded with indignation as she felt his finger probing her defenceless womanhood. He ignored her furious swearing and dreamily slid his finger into her. Her vagina was velvety and warm and he was pleased to find already moist. She might have objected but it seemed the spanking had started her motor running.

 

   His long rough digit pumped into her juicy pussy. Her cursing had diminished now and turned into soft moaning. This increased when he added a second finger as if really trying to force her to climax against her will. He could feel her body starting to respond. In spite of the restraints she still tried to push back to meet his plunging fingers and her breathing was becoming shorter and quicker. Each thrust drew a gasping groan.

 

   The senior law-man smiled at his wide-eyed deputy as he molested the helpless blonde. Suddenly the Sheriff snatched his dripping fingers from deep within the blonde’s body leaving her high and dry. It took a few seconds for her to realise he wasn't going to allow her to climax. Behind her the older law-man nodded to his young Deputy who stepped forwards and resumed spanking the blondes wriggling ass. He gave her a dozen good wallops on her meaty rump then stooped down behind her. Holding her hips he shoved his face between her thighs and licked her puffy pussy lips. Jenny swore blue murder as she felt the deputy's tongue invading her womanhood. No amount of wriggling could shake the young man from sucking and licking her en-flamed cunt.

 

   For the next hour the two men alternated between spanking her hot pink ass and fingering or tonguing her wet juicy pussy. Every time they stopped short never allowing the begging pleading blonde to reach orgasm. Sometimes Deputy Ben would mould and molest the blondes hanging tits while his partner finger fucked her. His favourite move was to grip each huge erect nipple and to pull down on one then the other as if milking a particularly attractive cow. Strangely this seemed to garner the greatest reaction from the blonde as if it might be her favourite too. Other times the Sheriff would tease her anus threatening to plunge his thumb deep into her ass.

 

   Eventually they decided they'd had their fun teasing the blonde and she'd been punished enough and left the jail. Unfortunately for Jenny they didn't bother to release her so she was forced to stay in the uncomfortable bound position until the following morning.

 

 

 

Here Come de Judge

 

   Deputy Ben threw one of her summer dresses on the bed and demanded 'Get dressed. You're due before the Judge in half an hour.'

 

   Jenny pouted giving him a dirty look still angry with the two law-men who'd abused and molested her. The dress wasn't one she'd have chosen for a court appearance being so flimsy it was semi-transparent in bright sunlight. Also it was short enough only reaching mid-thigh and low enough at the front to leave a generous amount of soft pink cleavage exposed. Her request for some underwear had been met with a derisive guffaw.

 

  In handcuffs she was frog-marched down the street past the 'Chicken Coup' to a Building with a sign saying 'Town Council Offices.' Inside she was led into a room marked 'Court Room'. It looked more like a makeshift school room really. At the front a simple desk where the Judge sat. Jenny could surmise this as the only items on the desk were a block of wood and a gavel. The rest of the room held a dozen chairs. All of them were occupied by cowboys all wearing classic garb including, leather chaps, boots, jeans, cowboy hats and gun belts with holsters holding six shooters.

 

   The only anachronism was the small rail like a hitching post that had been securely bolted to the wooden floor. It was made of thick timber in the shape of an upside-down 'U' the top being three feet from the base. Jenny studied it taking in the metal staples that had been hammered into the wood at the base of each leg. She shivered realising it was a hitching post for humans.

 

   Deputy Ben shoved his prisoner towards to rail, spun her round and pushed her pressing her lower back against the top cross rail. As a second cowboy held her still he quickly tied her ankles to the base rails using the staples to anchor the ropes. The watching cowboy audience fell silent as he bound the young blonde. It was almost possible to smell the hunger in them as the ropes were wound around her ankles and knotted spreading her long athletic legs. Various cowboys swallowed or licked their lips. Others stayed seated hiding their obvious erections. Ben looked up into her furious eyes as he took the opportunity to stroke the back of her naked legs up under her dress all the way up to her plump butt cheeks.

 

   Together the two men then wound more rope around the blonde’s waist and in a complicated pattern weaving in and out of her handcuffed arms and the top rail knotted it effectively fixing her waist and arms to the rail. Deputy Ben surveyed his handiwork then smiled at Jenny as he stroked her cheek. 'By the way, the Judge he thinks me and the Sheriff can do no wrong. In fact he approves if we abuse the prisoners a little, he thinks of it as imposing discipline on the unruly godless so if you want to complain about your treatment, feel free.'

 

   Jenny could only stare deadpan back at him saying nothing as a door at the back of the room opened and the Judge entered, seated himself at the desk and banged the gavel on the block to attract everyone’s attention. In a loud clear voice he said 'This here court is now in session to try the defendant, one J. Richards, for Outragin' Public Decency. Sheriff, please present your evidence.

 

   It only took a few minutes for Sheriff Jefferies to retell the details of Jenny's entry into the town and how naked she'd been at the time. 'You got anything to say young lady?' the Judge asked the blonde when he'd finished.

 

   Jenny told the court of her car trouble, her lack of water and the fact that she'd not known of the towns existence there being no signs an all. Also she told him that she was only naked in public because the Sheriff himself had dragged her out of her car and cuffed her.

 

   The Judge seemed to consider the arguments then said 'Well it seems to me that the defendant has a case so I'm minded, as she's spent a night in the cells to release her with a warning.' Jenny would have collapsed if she hadn't been bound to the rail at the Judges words. She'd feared the worst that the Judge would be just like the Sheriff.

 

   Then it all went pear shaped for the blonde British agent.

 

   The Judge added 'unless, that is, you have any extra evidence Sheriff.'

 

   Smirking the Sheriff said 'Yes your honour there are certain items I think will give a better indication of the defendant’s character. This for instance. He held up a small bottle for everyone to see.

 

   'What might that be Sheriff?'

 

   'Well Judge it says 'Sexy Peach scented body lotion. For use by discerning adults.'

 

   Jenny blanched. The lotion had been in her suitcase. She wasn't really bothered by the lotion but there had been other more personal items in the case that she'd rather others didn't see.

 

   The Judge seemed confused. 'What might 'Body Lotion' be?'

 

   It was just what the Sheriff had been hoping for. 'Perhaps a demonstration would help Judge. Lavinia if you'd do the honours'

 

   From her bound position Jenny watched as a figure rose from the back of the room and walked forward. The clothes might have said cowboy but no-one seeing the person up close could fail to see she was female. Not some stick thin simpering female this one but a tall, buxom full bodied woman who could probably arm wrestle any of the men in the room or wrangle a steer single handed. Her face was nobody’s idea of beautiful with sharp features and thin lips and hair severely pulled back and tied in a ponytail. If she'd been wearing a hat with 'Lesbian' across the front no-one would have been in the least bit surprised.

 

    Without a word she took the bottle and stood behind Jenny. The sweet smell of fruity peaches filled the room as Lavinia poured some lotion into her hands and laid them either side of the blonde’s long slender neck. Jenny flinched at the first touch expecting steel like fingers to dig into her flesh but she soon relaxed when it became obvious the woman was being gentle.

   

   Slowly the woman caressed the blonde’s neck rubbing the lotion into her perfect skin. Jenny wasn't too sure she wanted another woman doing this to her in public but being tied to the jail cell bars had left her muscles strained and aching. The massaging fingers felt wonderful. Behind her Lavinia smiled knowingly. She was no stranger to touching another woman and she intended to use all her experience on this stupendous captive body. Gradually she moved her hands down onto the big titted blonde’s shoulders.

 

   Jenny’s eyes closed as she fell more and more under the spell of the stroking hands not realising that the shoulder straps of her light summer dress were being worked outwards. Soon the straps flopped over the blondes shoulders so the bodice of the dress resembled a peasant blouse. Lavinia poured a liberal dose of the lotion onto the bound blonde’s shoulders and upper chest then applied her hands to wander sensuously over the newly moistened area.

 

   The cowboy audience held their breath as one as Lavinia's large hands slipped into the top of Jenny’s dress and before the roped blonde could object slid it down to her waist. Every eye in the room zeroed in laser like on the blondes exposed tits. None of them could say truthfully that they'd ever seen a more beautiful pair. Still perfectly shaped in spite of their size both sported massive three inch wide areolas with erect nipples.

 

   'Hey. What the fuck' shouted the blonde wriggling and pulling at the ropes holding her. This had the unfortunate effect of setting both mammoth spheres jiggling and shimmering hugely entertaining the crowd who burst into a spontaneous round of applauds. Lavinia ignored the blonde’s curses and poured the remaining contents of the Peach lotion over her naked tits. Her large hands seized each of Jenny's tits and began massaging them. The lotion allowed her to squeeze each boob hard making the breast flash slip slowly through her fingers until her thumb and finger gripped the giant rubbery nipples.

 

   Jenny moaned as Lavinia twisted and pinched her nipples. She was trapped tied securely to the hitching post and powerless in the strong grip of the lesbian Lavinia. The big woman’s vigorous massaging quickly turned Jenny’s curses to moans. The cowboys watched marvelling at the way Lavinia moulded the blonde’s humongous breasts. Mostly Jenny just moaned but every so often she'd yelp as Lavinia spanked her tit. The Sheriff watching equally enthralled allowed the molestation of the blonde to continue for a few more minutes then he whispered in the Judges ear and passed him a small jug.

 

   The Judge smiled hugely at whatever the Sheriff had suggested to him then moved to take Lavinia's place. His hand gently cupped Jenny’s chin and pulled her head back to rest on his shoulder. A ripple of excitement ran through the audience as he slowly poured the thick viscous contents of the jug all over her upper chest. The cool cream oozed downwards slowly covering the blonde’s reddened and excited boobs dripping off her extended nipples. Jenny moaned the cold liquid shocking on her hot tits.

 

   Behind her the Judge chanted 'Peaches 'n cream, peaches 'n cream' as he took up where Lavinia had left off molesting the blonde’s giant boobs. His hands turned creamy white as his fingers pressed deeply into the soft flesh of the captive blondes mighty breasts. Dreamily he rubbed her tits round and round massaging the cream into her skin. He used every move he could think of to stimulate Jenny's magnificent breasts. He slapped them together, lifted them up high, rolled them against each other. He pinched both nipples pulling them in all directions tormenting the moaning blonde.

 

   Finally the Judge released her reddened aroused tits leaving the blonde agent miserable and humiliated hanging from the ropes binding her.

 

   'So Sheriff is there more evidence you wish to present?'

 

   'Yes Judge' he replied holding up another object taken from the blonde’s suitcase.

 

   'What might that doodad be?'

 

   'Perhaps Lavinia might be good enough to demonstrate for us once more?'

 

    The buxom lesbian eagerly sprang forward taking the item. Smirking she stood before Jenny and held up before her wide eyes the largest vibrator in Jenny’s collection. It was fully twelve inches long, three inches thick and ridged and gnarled with realistic veins. Quick as a fox Lavinia gripped the blonde’s nose and lifted forcing her mouth open. She shoved the toy into her mouth saying 'hold on to that for a sec would ya hon' then taking a handful of the light summer dress Jenny was just about wearing ripped it from her body leaving her stark naked. The watching cowboys cheered as the blondes hairless pussy was exposed between her spread thighs.

 

   Jenny stood stunned as she was stripped before the baying mob. She recovered her senses and was just about to spit out the vibrator when Lavinia snatched it from her lips. With a twist the lesbian activated the toy until it buzzed like a demented hornet. Mesmerized the captive blonde could only stare as Lavinia moved the giant plastic phallus towards her defenceless pussy.

 

   'Please' she begged 'have mercy, not in front of all these people.'

 

   Lavinia smiled widely. 'Sorry Hon, but I want to. You see all you big titted blondes with your perfect skin, perfect teeth and beautiful faces need taking down a peg or two so I'm going to use this wonderful device to make you a laughing stock while everyone watches your humiliation.'

 

   Jenny tugged frantically at the ropes holding her but to no avail. Cowboys might not be the smartest tools in the box but they did know how to tie knots. The blonde was restrained like a trussed heifer and she had no chance of escaping her fate. Suddenly she jerked as the tip of the buzzing toy touched her bare pussy lips. She tried to shift her hips but the ropes were so tight she had no room for movement. Lavinia's tongue licked her lips as she realised the blonde was hers to play with to her hearts content. Agonisingly slowly she pushed the vibrator upwards penetrating the blonde’s vagina.

 

   Jenny tried to maintain a stoney expression to frustrate the lesbian tormenting her but the maddening buzz soon began to fill her loins. Her body couldn't resist the penetrating toy and her juices began to flow making Lavinia’s task even easier. Gradually the vibrating plastic column pressed deeper into the blondes writhing body. Lavinia smiled broadly at the blonde as she began moving the vibrator inside her finding every nook and cranny, every nerve ending driving the blonde mad with lust. After the vigorous breast massage she was most of the way to orgasm and now the vibrator was forcing her body to capitulate.

 

   In the blondes ear Lavinia whispered 'Here it comes babe, the coup de grace.'

 

   Jenny cried out as the lesbian cowgirl drove the vibrator all the way into her cunt and with her thumb pressed down on her clit forcing the peanut sized nubbin of flesh hard against the buzzing plastic. The ropes creaked in an effort to hold the blonde. Her whole body locked and strained as the long overdue orgasm erupted deep in her loins.  Lavinia pushed harder jamming as much of the huge humming column into the squirming jerking blonde as she could. The crowd stared open mouthed at the sight of the lesbian torturing the bound monster titted British agent. Showing no mercy she pounded the toy deep into the blonde’s pussy forcing her to endure higher and higher levels of stimulation.

 

   Orgasm after orgasm flooded Jenny’s body until with a gasp she slumped forwards hanging from the ropes holding her.

 

   With a slurping sucking sound Lavinia slid the vibrator from Jenny’s pussy sending small aftershocks through her body. In the court house the silence broke and with Lavinia taking a bow they whooped and cheered.

 

   After a minute the Judge banged his gavel bringing some order back to proceedings. 'Sheriff, please revive the prisoner so we may continue.'

 

   'At once Judge' replied the law-man The Judge had assumed that a few pats on the cheek would be enough but the Sheriff had other ideas. He left the courtroom returning a minute later carrying a wooden bucket.

 

   Jenny shrieked with shock as the cold water hit her. She reared up now fully awake. Again the courtroom erupted in applauds as the blonde stood miserably dripping water.

 

   'Yes, well' began the Judge having once more gained control over the unruly crowd 'not exactly what I had in mind but it seems to have had the desired effect. Sheriff taking into account the evidence and the ... err ... demonstrations I can only conclude that the young lady has no case to answer. The lotion and ... err ... toy may point towards a certain looseness of morals but this is a personal choice and not a crime ...'

 

   Jenny still dripping and shivering listened to the Judge hope growing in her gut. Surely now these western cow-pokes would end her torment and release her.

 

   '... Unless you have any further evidence to offer?'

 

   Looking towards the Sheriff Jenny’s stomach clenched. She'd seen that shark like smile before and it meant nothing good for her. 

 

   'Yes Judge, there is one more occurrence I feel should be mentioned.' The Sheriff hesitated building the tension then continued 'the defendant attempted to escape from jail overnight.'

 

   The Judge perked up why didn't you mention this earlier. It is a far more serious matter than all the others.'

 

   'Well Judge I didn't want to raise the matter because it reflects badly on one of my men. You see I caught the defendant trying to seduce my Deputy and I'm convinced she would have succeeded had I not caught them together.'

 

   'I see. Deputy Ben step forward.' The young deputy rose and walked to the Judges desk his head hanging with shame. 'Describe the events of last night.'

 

   Ben haltingly went through how he'd been in the jail, spoke to the defendant, how she'd kissed and touched him.' Then he ground to a stop.

 

   'Is that all Deputy?'

 

   In a quiet voice he replied 'No Judge ... she sucked ... err ... my ... err cock.'

 

  The crowd straining to hear broke into a prolonged 'woooooo'.

 

   The judge banged his gavel for quiet then looking at the naked blonde ominously said 'Oh she did did she. Well in that case I believe the case against the defendant is proved and I hereby sentence her to thirty days jail.'

 

   The bound blonde slumped distraught at the verdict while the Sheriff approached the Judge and whispered in his ear. Quickly his expression turned from a strict Judge to that of a kid in a candy store. He banged the gavel to get everyone’s attention.

 

   Jenny looked up as the Judge announced 'It has been pointed out to me the serious nature of the defendant’s infraction and the need for the punishment to fit the crime. Never let it be said that Americans don't understand irony. The defendant will serve out her sentence in Madam Fufu's Chicken Coup.

 

   The crowd went wild cheering and whooping the new sentence then they surged forward and carried the Judge on their shoulders out of the courtroom.

 

 

 

Madam Fufu's Chicken Coup

 

   Jenny spent the night in the jail cell. She was grateful that no one tried to disturb her so after the previous nights activities and her ordeal in the courtroom she slept well. At 8:30am the Sheriff, his Deputy and two new cowboys appeared and applying the cuffs once more took her out of the jail and along the street to the 'Chicken Coup'. Men on the street stood and watched their eyes hungry as she was directed through the front door. Inside the decor was the best she'd seen so far in the town. Quality tables, chintz covered chairs and sofas, the odd painting on the wall and carpet on the floor. Taking her arm the Sheriff climbed the stairs to the first floor. On the landing he opened the first door he came to.

 

   The four men crowded into the room pushing the young blonde ahead of them. Suddenly she seemed to freak out throwing herself at them kicking out with her long athletic legs. The four cowboys were hard-pressed to hold her down and subdue her. The reason for her sudden agitation lay before them. A huge brass double bed but it wasn't just the bed that had caused the blonde to explode in to action it was the leather straps that had been tied to each corner post.

 

   Together the four burly cowboys hoisted the struggling screaming blonde on to the bed. Laying her down on her back three of them held her securely while the Sheriff moved from corner to corner once more demonstrating his skill at tying knots. Very quickly the blonde’s limbs were bound with the leather straps until her body was stretched out helplessly trussed.

 

   Each of the men stared down at the huge titted woman tied to the bed. She was wearing another of her light flimsy summer dresses which her struggles had caused to ride up exposing most of her softly tanned legs. The Sheriff gave a signal and the two new men knelt on the bed on each side of the woman. They took a firm grip on her dress and with a mighty heave ripped it from her body. The naked blonde erupted swearing and writhing frantically pulling at the leather straps. But all her efforts to free herself from the Sheriffs handiwork were fruitless and did no more than provide more entertainment for the four watching men.

 

   They filed out leaving Jenny alone. She took the opportunity to study the room. Apart from the old fashioned brass bed there was just a single wooden chair and a small side table. The walls were plain wooden panels with the door they'd entered by and a second door. There was a single oil lamp on the table. All light in the room came in through a single window. Listening she could hear a fair number of people moving about as well as the tell tail sounds of wood working and construction.

 

   Bang on 9:00am the door opened. Jenny watched warily as an old cowboy entered. Old as in very old. He looked like he was seventy if he was a day. Grey hair sprouted from under his hat and coloured his whiskers. He was tall and as thin as a rake.

 

   'Mornin' Mam' he said touching the brim of his cowboy hat. 'Names Jebediah, Jeb for short, or Old Jeb as some calls me.'

 

   From her prone position on the bed the naked blonde begged the old man. 'Jeb, please let me go. You can't do this. It's illegal surely. No one can be ordered to serve out there jail time in a knocking shop.'

 

   'Well I truly am sorry Mam but what the Judge says goes. He's the law in these here parts and he's got a free hand when it comes to punishing the lawless. Now you just hush up and I'll be with you in a jiffy.' Having said his piece he began to remove his clothes. His checker shirt covered grey long johns the sort with the flap at the back. Once the underwear was off it revealed a tall lanky gangling body.

 

   The old cowboy lay down next to the naked blonde and scrutinized her amazing body. 'The Sheriff, he said I was to go first. He said as I was old I could, how did he put it, break you in gentle like.'

 

   Jenny looked at him appalled then all thoughts went out of her head as the old man’s hand settled on her naked breast. He smiled at her as his fingers squeezed her tit. 'Of course the Sheriff only sees an old man. He thinks I ain't got no stamina but I've been pleasing the ladies for fifty years so I reckon I've learned a trick or two.'

 

   Jebediah proceeded to play the blondes body like a virtuoso. He moulded her tits until her face flushed and her breathing quickened. Her huge areolas puffed up and her thick rubbery nipples grew erect. Suddenly she gasped as two long sinewy fingers slid deeply into her moist pussy. Maddeningly slowly the old man slid his fingers in and out of the bound blonde’s body. He could feel her ardour rising. Her hips writhed as he used all his experience to stimulate her. He kept her on the edge for twenty minutes each time slowing his movements as she neared climax. When he could deny himself no longer he moved over the leather bound woman and looked down at her.

 

   He could see only an over whelming lust in her eyes. Maybe she wasn't here of her own free will and maybe he was as ugly as a toad but at this moment all she wanted was for him to slam his cock inside her.

 

   He smiled at her.

 

   'Do it. You old goat' she begged.

 

   Her body heaved as the old man entered her. He knew it would only be seconds for both of them so he threw himself into pounding her writhing hips. His strong fingers gripped her tits sinking into the pillowy flesh and he sucked on the side of her long slender neck. He felt the warmth in her loins as her climax started. He pushed as hard as his old muscles would allow him burying his cock deep inside the wriggling blonde. Suddenly his semen erupted deep inside her hot cunt. Whether she felt it he didn't know and frankly didn't care. His old hips jerked as he filled her pussy with his seed.

 

   Jenny groaned her teeth grinding together as the old man forced her to orgasm. She'd been determined at the start to deny him the pleasure but his years of experience forced her body to betray her and surrender to his knowing fingers. Old Jeb rolled off her and the two of them lay side by side their chests heaving gulping in air. After a few minutes he rose and dressed then with a polite 'Much obliged, Mam' he left.

 

   On the hour, every hour a new cowboy visited her. None of them would agree to release her and each took his turn to fuck her restrained body. Some were as kind in their way as Jeb while a couple were rougher. Her tits fascinated them all and came in for loads of attention being mauled and sometimes slapped. A few of the younger cowboys found the stamina after spending in her pussy to fuck her tits and force her to suck their cocks. Her mouth was beginning to taste like the bottom of a parrots cage. Her nipples were sore and almost permanently erect having been twisted, pinched and sucked.

 

   The sun began to sink as the door opened once more. As she looked down Jenny stared up at Lavinia. The blonde didn't bother pleading with the woman. She knew it would only fall on deaf ears. She could see the lust in the woman’s eyes even greater than that of any of the cowboys that had visited her so far. Jenny's stomach tightened. She could guess exactly what she was in for and it would probably be a long session to boot.

 

   Lavinia stared at the stupendous athletic body of the British blonde. The cowboys had left their mark on her. Her areolas were puffy and sore looking. Her tits had red marks on them where strong fingers had gripped her flesh and her cunt lips were red and puffy from use. The men had left more evidence of their visits. Semen was dripping from the blondes pussy from the nine cocks that had cum inside her. Also much to her disgust a couple of the younger rapists had cum on her face as well. In spite of all this she was still the most beautiful sexy woman Lavinia had ever seen and now it was her turn to make use of all of her charms.

 

   Sitting on the side of the bed the female cowgirl laid her hand on the blondes stomach and gently stroked her skin. Jenny watched her warily.

 

   'You need a shower after your exertions' said Lavinia. 'Now I could send for two or three of the men and have them drag you down to the horse trough and washed in freezing cold water with brooms and carbolic soap ....'

 

   Jenny agreed she wanted a shower but she was sure she wouldn't like it if the men did it.

 

   ' ... or' continued Lavinia 'you could give me your word that you won't cause me any trouble and we can use the bathroom here. Don't think you can escape there's a guard outside the door and you're naked with nowhere to go.'

 

   Jenny thought about this then reluctantly nodded her agreement.

 

   Lavinia smiled and un-tied Jenny's wrists. She allowed her a few seconds to rub the sore marks the leather had left then making her sit up dragged her arms behind her and re-tied her wrists. The bound blonde assumed the lesbian cowgirl would now release her ankles but Lavinia had a more fun idea. A new length of leather slid around the blondes elbows. Lavinia felt a frisson of pleasure as slowly she cinched the strip of leather tighter and tighter bringing Jenny's elbows closer together until they touched. She'd have been even more pleased if she knew the restrictive bondage was having the same effect on her prisoner. Finally with her arms totally immobilised behind her back Lavinia untied Jenny's ankles. 'No reason to take unnecessary risks' she said dragging the leather bound blonde off the bed.

 

   The second door in the room led to a bathroom. Inside was just as rudimentary as the rest of the town. Plain wooden walls and floor, a tin hip bath in the centre of the room that had to be filled by bucket, a free standing wash basin with water in a jug. The toilet facility was appalling and bares no description here. Against one wall a brass shower head hung over a drain cover. Above it a large tank holding water. A chain hung down that controlled the water flow.

 

   Jenny stood waiting patiently as Lavinia stripped naked. As she had suspected the lesbian was full bodied buxom woman. Powerful legs supported a thick muscular torso with a fine pair of natural breasts with small dark areolas. Her pussy sported jet black trimmed pubic hair.

 

   Lavinia pushed Jenny positioning her below the shower head. Her left hand gripped the bound blondes hair and tipped her head back then with a tug on the chain water cascaded down. Jenny gasped as the cold water hit her face and chest. Watching intently the cowgirl saw the amazing effect the water had on the peaks of the blondes breasts. Even as the captive wriggled and spluttered her areolas wrinkled and darkened and puffed up even more than they had already been and her nipples visibly grew and erected. Lavinia moved Jenny this way and that until every inch of her perfect skin was soaked in the cool water before she cut the flow off.

 

   Jenny stood miserable and freezing her hair plastered to her head and shoulders. Every curve, hill and valley of her body shimmered in the evening sunlight. Lavinia studied the blondes spectacular assets then produced a plastic bottle of soap. She aimed the bottle and squirted half its contents all over the blonde. Starting at the top she spread the liquid soap over the blondes head, shoulders, upper chest, stomach, hips and thighs. Swinging her round more soap covered her long splendid back and her peach-like ass. 

 

   It speaks to Jenny's state of mind that she failed to find the plastic bottle out of place.

 

   With the soap gradually oozing down the blondes body Lavinia began using her large hands to wash her. Soon the suds covered Jenny's head. Lavinia hummed happily as she rubbed the long blonde hair washing the sweat and semen away. She treated Jenny like a dog spreading the soap with her hands all over the leather bound blonde. Teasingly she avoided her giant breasts washing her washboard flat stomach then her thighs, shins and feet. spinning her round she washed the blondes back and legs.

 

   Turning Jenny back once more she hesitated anticipating the next part. Pressing her back against the wooden wall Lavinia renewed her acquaintance with the blondes tits. She cupped her mammoth boobs in her hands and squeezed. Jenny groaned as her soft breast flesh slipped between the bullish lesbians fingers. It took only minutes for the abuse of her tits to set the blonde writhing. The cowgirl treated the blondes breasts like bread dough moulding and pummelling them. She slammed them together, placed her hands below them and pushed upwards, she pinched and twisted the rubbery nipples. Jenny's head thrashed from side to side moaning as the lesbian massaged and mauled her pillowy boobs all under the guise of washing them.

 

   Jenny could feel her orgasm building. Under special circumstances she could orgasm with stimulation of her tits alone and this situation qualified. Lavinia was in a world of her own. The humongous tits she held in her hands were by far the best and biggest she'd had the pleasure of molesting. Most of her female lovers would usually ask her to be more gentle but this blonde seemed to like it more the rougher she handled the fleshy globes. Time for an experiment. The buxom lesbian patted the bottom of Jenny's left tit. The giant gland rippled and bounced. Staring deep into the blondes eyes Lavinia repeated the move slapping Jenny's tit harder each time. Within a minute Lavinia was whacking the blondes tit sending it flying upwards to slap back down on the captives chest. All the time Lavinia was spanking Jenny's tit she stared into her lust filled eyes gauging her level of arousal.

 

   Pink then pinker then soft red then cherry. With each spank Jenny's tit turned a darker shade. She was nearly there on the very edge of climaxing when Lavinia stopped. The leather bound blonde gasped begging the woman to let her orgasm but instead she pushed her down to her knees and with a fist of her hair forced her to stare up at the black haired pussy right before her eyes.

 

   'Quid pro quo my dear' smirked the lesbian 'Quid pro quo.'

 

   Jenny took a few seconds to work out what she meant just as Lavinia pulled her head forward forcing the blondes soft full lips against her pussy. Jenny tried to pull away but Lavinia was too strong for her. 'Suck it bitch or it's a riding crop for you' growled the Lesbian.

 

   Slowly Jenny capitulated and extended her wet pink tongue. Lavinia allowed her a minute to get used to the situation then jerked the blonde head. 'Come on girl show a bit of enthusiasm, work that tongue.'

 

   Jenny worked. She attacked the woman's pussy like a lioness attacking a wildebeest. Her tongue speared deep into the hot wet tunnel as her lips sucked on the peanut hard clitoris. Lavinia ground her hips forcing her pussy harder and harder against the blondes wet mouth. She stared down at the leather bound arms of the blonde. The sight sent a charge through her loins tipping her over the edge, Her orgasm blossomed deep in her loins forcing an animal groan from her throat. Her whole body shuddered.

 

   The cowgirl jerked a final time then staggered back breathing hard. Jenny knelt head bowed until Lavinia grabbed a fistful of her wet hair and lifted her head. 'That's not the first pussy you've sucked is it you slut bunny?'

 

   She didn't expect or want an answer so she dragged Jenny to her feet to finish her washing. There were a couple of important areas that still needed her attention. Standing face to face Lavinia seized the blondes plump ass in her hands. Strong fingers massaged the blondes peach-like butt cheeks. Jenny bore the mauling until she let out a tiny squeak. The lesbian cowgirl had slid a finger deep into the blondes ass crack and pressed the tip against her anus. Slowly the pressure increased. Jenny tried to clench her butt cheeks but the soapy finger was not to be denied. The blond moaned as her sphincter gave way and Lavinia's finger slipped into her ass.

 

   Lavinia sawed her finger in and out of the leather bound woman's butt-hole making her body jiggle from the intimate invasion. The lesbian rested her other hand on the blondes stomach then slid it downwards. Jenny jerked again as two thick fingers spread her engorged pussy lips and surged into her moist depths. The trapped blondes moans increased as one finger penetrated deep into her ass while two then three then four fingers violated her pussy.

 

   Pounding her fingers faster and faster into the warm wet depths of the blondes loins Lavinia laughed out loud as Jenny's body began to vibrate. Her orgasm began to build. The leather straps binding her arms creaked as she writhed. Lavinia thought of removing her fingers leaving the blonde high and dry but decided this would just be too cruel. The blonde was on the very edge of climaxing so Lavinia slammed two fingers as deeply as she could in the blondes ass then pinched her clit between her thumb and forefinger.

 

   Jenny seemed to explode like a Roman Candle firework. She threw back her head and shrieked as she orgasmed hard her whole body shuddering and jerking the ultimate pleasure erupting from her pussy to suffuse her whole body. Lavinia hung on still stimulating the blondes cunt and ass doing everything she could to extend the blondes climax. Time and again Jenny convulsed as a fresh aftershock of orgasm hit her. Slowly the muscle locking spasms passed with Jenny slumped eyes closed chest heaving against Lavinia.

 

   She gave it a few seconds then allowed the blonde to stand on her own two feet. Jenny was almost comatose unaware of her surroundings when Lavinia pulled the chain.

 

   A waterfall cascaded down. Jenny cried out as the liquid hit her skin shocking in its coldness. She tried to move out of the stream but Lavinia grabbed her and held her under the shower-head until all the soap and pussy juice had been washed away. Shutting off the water Lavinia smiled at the sight of the sopping wet shivering blonde. There was a stack of towels on the wash stand but not the soft fluffy sort these were stiff, rough, little more than burlap sacking.

 

   Jenny whined and struggled as Lavinia dried her off. She'd said not unreasonably that Jenny couldn't in her current leather bound condition do it herself. Jenny's skin felt like the water was been scrapped off with sandpaper instead of dried with a towel. Once nearly everything else was dry Lavinia took a fresh 'towel' and pinning Jenny back against the wall started on her breasts.

 

   The lesbian seized the blondes giant spheres in her towel wrapped hands and rubbed then vigorously. Jenny writhed and begged her to stop but Lavinia was enjoying herself to much to show the whimpering blonde any mercy. Soon both humongous tits were the same hot pink as the rest of her skin. Lavinia wasn't just drying the bound blonde she had an ulterior motive. She wanted to keep the her aroused because she was far from finished with her spectacular body.

 

   Finally Jenny's breasts were as dry as it was possible to get them. Lavinia stared at the mammoth boobs and the amazingly aroused areolas and nipples. Her mouth salivated and it took all her self control not to plunge each of them into her mouth and suck and suck and suck them like a starving baby. She was saving that pleasure for later.

 

   Leading Jenny back into the bedroom Lavinia shoved her on to the big brass bed. She considered whether she needed to re-tie the blonde to the bedposts but eventually decided not as she was seemingly mesmerised by being constantly stimulated and not intent on escaping. Climbing on to the bed the two naked women lay facing each other. Lavinia began to gently caress Jenny's body running her hands over her ribs and thighs, her bound arms, her neck and throat. She covered her face with soft butterfly kisses then kissed her on the lips. Jenny tried to resist but the 'towelling' had raised her libido and the need to respond was too strong.

 

   The blondes lips slowly succumbed to the lesbian opening to accept the invading tongue. Soon the two women were voraciously frenching each other their mouths wide, sucking, swapping saliva. The quiet of the room was broken by wet slurping and 'mmmm' noises coming from both women then Lavinia pushed Jenny on to her back with her leather bound arms beneath her. Rising she moved to kneel at the blondes head looking down her freshly scrubbed athletic body. Leaning forward the lesbian cowgirl directed her breast so the small dark nipple slipped into the blondes open mouth. She didn't need to give any orders or directions. The blonde immediately began sucking her tit like pro.

 

   With a surge of pleasure coursing through her tit Lavinia bent forward and seizing Jenny's giant beasts used her strong hands to press them together. Her fingers sank into the pillowy flesh as she opened her saliva dripping mouth wide and engulfed one of the blondes giant nipples and areolas. Jenny groaned as her tit was sucked. Harder and harder Lavinia sucked trying to cram into her mouth as much of the blondes mammary as she could.

 

   Jenny returned the favour then she gently bit down on the woman's erect nipple. Lavinia jerked as the erotic stimulation turned to erotic pain. She slapped Jenny's tits together forcing the blondes two nipples to touch then plunged both into her mouth.

 

   The women mouthed and sucked on each others tits for many minutes then Lavinia moved down the blondes body until her face was level with her groin. She studied the hairless pussy for a few seconds before diving down like a striking cobra and spearing her tongue deep into the blondes body. Jenny shuddered and writhed. The lesbian slurped and licked between the blondes spread legs. For her part Jenny had Lavinia's pussy directly above her face. She was powerless to resist. Her mouth opened and her pink tongue began to lap at the moist slit. Her rough tongue licked the length of the woman's cunt making her wriggle and squirm.

 

   Lavinia felt the blondes orgasm start. Being a cowgirl she'd ridden a few bucking bronco's in her time and she felt just that way now. Under her the blonde exploded. Jenny writhed and convulsed almost throwing Lavinia off her climaxing body. The lesbian had never felt anything like it before as the orgasm seemed to go on and on. Gradually Jenny calmed down just as Lavinia straddled her shoulders pressing her pussy against the blondes mouth. Jenny tried weakly to avoid it but the lesbian was determined to use the beautiful blonde to achieve her own climax. A fistful of hair for control and another fistful of tit flesh for persuasion she rode the blondes mouth like she was trying to win the Kentucky Derby.

 

   She used the leather bound blonde mercilessly. The sight of one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen working between her thighs was an extra turn on for her. Soon her juice covered Jenny's face. Every time the blonde seemed to  slow her cunnilingus a quick vicious twist of her soft full tit reminded her who was in control and she was forced into renewed enthusiastic clit sucking and vagina licking.

 

   Lavinia's hips rocked back and forth adding her own momentum to that of the blonde. One final hard suck on her erect clit and suddenly her loins erupted in a white hot orgasm. Lights flashed before her eye and her muscles clenched as the exquisite blossoming pleasure suffused her whole body. Animalistic noises emanated from deep in her chest emerged through her gritted teeth. Slowly her rocking hips slowed and she rolled off the blonde to lie breathless beside her.

 

   'Holy mother Pus-bucket girl. You gotta be the best cunt licker this side of the Pecos' muttered the lesbian.

 

   Jenny didn't reply. She just lay there miserably, the taste of the woman's pussy juice filling her mouth and drying on her face. Her tit was red and sore where she'd twisted and pulled on it. She felt bad enough having been abused by so many cowboys during the day but now this lesbian bitch seemed to think she was her own personal fuck toy. She'd hoped for some rest but Lavinia quickly disabused her of that notion by rising from the bed. From a bag she'd brought with her Jenny watched wide eyed as she took out a new toy. Humming happily to herself Lavinia tightened the buckles of a monstrous strap-on dildo about her broad hips.

 

   The woman was too strong for her. Hampered by her leather bound arms Jenny was forced on to her stomach then with a tug her hips were raised until she was kneeling on the bed. Behind her Lavinia admired the plump ass of the blonde but her target nestled between her thighs. Jenny's puffy pussy lips looked like the scarlet petals of a flower about to open. Suddenly she cried out with shock as Lavinia brutally  thrust her hips forward impaling the blonde on the giant dildo. 

 

   Jenny's body shuddered each time the huge plastic toy plunged deep into her pussy. Her head rested on the creaking bed. Behind her the laughing lesbian gripped her leather bound arms and pulled back as her muscular hips thrust forward. The slap of hips against butt cheeks echoed round the room accompanied by Jenny's agonised moans. The dildo was a vicious piece of kit being both ridiculously long and thick with gnarled knobs along its length. It spread the blondes pussy nearly to its limit. Lavinia seemed possessed of limitless stamina as the fucking went on and on. Jenny could feel her body responding yet again even though she was being ravished against her will.

 

   Lavinia shoved the blonde flat on her stomach. In this new position Jenny was even more helpless and Lavinia could exert even more leverage to her pistoning hips. The bound and trapped blondes legs flailed as her pussy was pounded into submission. Helpless to resist any more Jenny felt her orgasm begin rising. This one wasn't a friendly climax brought on by soft caresses and kisses. This orgasm was being ripped against her will from her splendid body by the raping lesbian. It hit her hard. Not warm and cosy but sharp and defiling. The cowgirl listened gleefully to the blondes groans as she gave her a few final spiteful thrusts then slowly withdrew the massive dildo from Jenny's gaping pussy.

 

   To Lavinia's eyes the blonde appeared to be as good as unconscious so she decided to re-tie her to the bedposts. The recently wet leather was cruelly tight around Jenny's wrists and elbows so it took her a few minutes to loosen the knots. She flipped her over on to her back marvelling once more at the woman's wonderful breasts.

 

   She never saw the swinging foot that knocked her senseless.

 

 

 

Escape This Bitch.

 

   Jenny waited hardly daring to breath. Had anyone heard the woman hit the floor. Would a gun totting guard charge into the room. Slowly the blonde let out a sigh. It seemed no one had raised the alarm. As fast as she could Jenny dressed in Lavinia's clothes. They were a little big but it was all that was available as her only dress had been destroyed.

 

   Pressing her ear to the door the British woman listened intently. She frowned. There was nothing. Not a voice, a clink of glasses, a footstep, nothing. As slow as a glacia she opened the door an inch and stared with one eye through the crack. Nothing. No movement and more importantly no guard. Lavinia had lied.

 

   Jenny looked back. Lavinia was unconscious on the bed but now she was securely hog-tied with three of the leather straps. The fourth was tied around the dildo that Jenny had stuffed into the lesbians mouth. Smiling to herself she slipped out of the room. The building was dark and quiet as she crept to the front door. Again the street seemed empty although it was difficult to be sure in nothing but Moonlight. Her car was nowhere to be seen but there was a barn and where there's a barn there might be horses. Gingerly she pulled on the rickety door and slipped inside. The musky smell of horse hit her nostrils but not the sound. No whinneys, no shuffling feet, no sniffling or huffing.

 

   She stiffened at the tell-tale snick of the hammer of a six-shooter being cocked. A light flared catching her in its glare. Before her stood the Sheriff his gun pointing right between her eyes. 'Hiya Mam. Going somewhere?'

 

   Deputy Ben found Lavinia and smirking to himself untied her. He'd never seen a woman so enraged. Even though she was naked she charged out of the room cursing like a trooper. The inside of the barn was now lit by half a dozen oil lamps. In the flickering light Lavinia could see her target. The Sheriff and Deputy had been busy boys. Suspended from a rafter by her wrists Jenny twisted and turned pulling ineffectually at the rope that held her. More rope spread her legs tied around her ankles and attached to thick wooden columns. Her struggles however were made more urgent because the law-men had stripped her stark naked.

 

   Lavinia walked ever so slowly towards the hanging blonde. The smile on her face would have graced a hungry shark. Warily Jenny watched her approach then lost sight of her as she moved round behind her. After a few seconds she reappeared on Jenny's other side. The breath was driven from the blondes body by the punch to the solar plexus. She hung moaning while Lavinia smirked.

 

   Sheriff Jefferies moved to stand close to the bound blonde agent and gripped her throat forcing her to meet his gaze. 'Well Miss Jenny, it would appear your first lesson failed to do the trick. I think we're going to have to try something a bit more ... Draconian.'

 

   'Let me down you bastard' she whined.

 

   Slowly he growled 'Now where would be the fun in that?' then he jammed a thick strip of cloth into her mouth and knotted it at the back of her head. The makeshift gag effectively silenced the blondes demands. He knew what they had planned and it was better if she couldn't scream. Moving away he simply said 'all yours Lavinia.'

 

   The lesbian had found her own clothes but such was her eagerness to get at the blonde she had only slipped on her boots. She approached Jenny and showed her the metal rod she held. 'Can we start a really hot fire' she asked.

 

   'Lavinia. Put that branding iron down. We're not lighting any God damn fires' replied the Sheriff.

 

   Jenny watched wide eyed as Lavinia turned and reluctantly flung the iron away while muttering to herself. Seconds later the strung-up blonde jerked violently pulling at the ropes holding her. Lavinia had returned holding a three foot long leather riding crop. Jenny didn't need telling what she intended to do with it and she was right. With fire in her eyes the brutish lesbian cowgirl spat 'I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget you big titted slut' and raising the whip took careful aim.

 

   The leather crop whistled through the air and landed with a fearful THWAP. The ropes strained holding the writhing blonde as her left tit exploded with excruciating pain. Grinning Lavinia watched her carefully as she moaned behind the cloth gag and tried to twist away. In the lamplight a red blotch appeared on her abused tit. Jenny threw back her head and let out a muffled cry as her whole body jerked. Her right tit rippled as the leather hit it with another resounding THWAP. Gleefully the buxom cowgirl thrashed the suspended blondes huge wobbling tits. She loved the way she wriggled and squirmed because it made her giant reddening tits swing from side to side. This gave her a wonderful moving target. The sound of leather on flesh combined with the blondes muffled whining caused an exquisite thrill deep in her loins.

 

   Lavinia hesitated then taking extra care she brought the crop swishing down to land squarely on Jenny's left nipple. Instead of reacting as before the explosion of pain in her tit seemed to numb her. The slash that hit her other nipple however set her to groaning and writhing again. Jenny's tormentor stepped back to study her quietly mewling victim. Both of her breasts were cherry red and mottled with the marks of the crops leather while each peak was super puffy and had turned a dark chocolate brown.

 

   There was a lot of soft caramel flesh on the suspended blonde and left to Lavinia it would have taken an hour for her to whip it all to her satisfaction. The two watching men stepped forward each also holding their own crops. The silence of the barn resounded to the three leather horse whips rising and falling. They each took a different part of the blondes body. Ben concentrated on her thighs while the Sheriff thrashed her amazing ass. Lavinia continued with the roped blondes magnificent tits.

 

   It felt to the British agent like every part of her body was on fire. Her wrists were tied tightly and her own weight plus the jerking and struggling added to the torment. Her ass had turned a hot crimson from the whipping by the muscular Sheriff. Ben was enjoying himself immensely moving round the blonde so he could thrash both the front and back of her thighs. But the best bit for him was her reaction when he targeted her soft inner thighs. They were especially sensitive. Lavinia concentrated on hitting any parts of the blondes tits that she'd missed ensuring both of her humongous bosoms were crimson all over. The peaks provided enticing targets. She found a solid slash directly to the areolas made the blonde shudder and writhe. Her muffled groans were music to her ears.

 

   The three tormentors began switching targets. Lavinia took up where the Sheriff had been really putting her back into thrashing the hanging blondes adorably plump ass. Ben swapped his crop for a flogger and flailed away at Jenny's tits and stomach. Sheriff Jefferies also dispensed with his crop but he preferred to use his work roughened hand on her sensitive inner thighs.   

 

   Eventually the two men stepped back leaving Lavinia to target the one area they'd all avoided so far. Jenny hung from her roped wrists her eyes closed, suffering, her body on fire. Almost every bit of her skin had been whipped until it was at least a deep pink. Silently the lesbian cowgirl positioned herself and drew back her arm then with a vicious underarm blow slashed the leather head of the crop to smash into Jenny's pussy.

 

   The blonde went ballistic as the agony exploded in her vagina convulsing her body straining the ropes holding her captive. She was at the mercy of the brutal lesbian who was not in the mood to extend her any. The Sheriff allowed her dozen more strokes before he stepped in. He didn't want the blonde prisoner ruined. They weren't finished with her yet.

 

   Jenny prayed that her ordeal was over but she'd forgotten about the law-men She hung from her wrists her head bowed as the Sheriff touched her. Slowly her head rose as she felt the hand on her hip to stare into his hard eyes.

 

   'I've waited long enough for this Miss Jenny' he said.

 

   The blonde suddenly realised that like Lavinia the Sheriff wore boots, a smirk and nothing else. As his hand moved caressing her tenderised skin her gaze slowly dropped until she saw his genitals. 'Dear God' she thought 'his mother must have been rogered by a donkey.' All other thoughts were driven from her mind as the law-man bent his legs, positioned the giant purple head of his monstrous erect cock at the entrance to her abused pussy. Clenching the muscles of his thighs and butt and before she could move he thrust upwards.

 

   From her vantage point Lavinia grinned as the Sheriff's log sized cock penetrated deep into the hanging blonde's pussy. He wasn't a man who dealt in subtlety. His fingers sank deep into her ass holding her steady as his hips drove his giant shaft into her soft body. Jenny rocked under his assault. Time and again he withdrew until just his purple cock-head remained inside her then the combined bunched muscles of his back, butt and bulging thighs hammered his cock all the way back into her ravaged cunt. He was in heaven. Her warm moist pussy gripped his shaft sending erotic stimulation through its entire length. Sweat beaded his forehead in the warmth of the evening as he violated and defiled the young sinuous blonde.

 

   Amazingly he felt her juices flooding her pussy and her breathing getting more and more laboured then she stiffened. Her climax erupted deep inside her loins. Through gritted teeth she grunted and her body shuddered. He laughed and kept on thrusting.

 

   Deputy Ben, again in nothing but boots moved in behind Jenny. The Sheriff stopped his thrusting but kept his cock deep inside her as Ben positioned the tip of his more normal sized dick. He drove forward spearing the blondes ass. She tried to scream but the cloth gag did its job.

 

   Lavinia had never seen a woman treated to such a savage fucking. The two men pounded away at her hips while the rest of her body flailed as much as the ropes would allow. Ben gripped her tits squeezing fistfuls of soft flesh while his cock slid in and out of her tight anus. Her muffled protests mingled with their animal like grunts. The Sheriff's thrusts started to become quicker and shorter. A sure-fire sign that he was nearing completion. With a final hard push he buried his cock as far as he could inside the blondes vagina and ejaculated hot streams of semen into her. Even with his own eyes tight shut he could feel her climaxing with him.

 

   The senior law-man withdrew leaving just Ben using her butt-hole then Lavinia moved to stand face to face with the jerking blonde. 'Time to finish you off you slut' she rasped smirking at Jenny. Suddenly four fingers burrowed into her semen dripping pussy. Taunting her Lavinia said 'My my who's a big sloppy girl then?'

 

   Jenny felt annoyed. What did she expect. She'd spent the day being shagged senseless by nine different cowboys, one giant dildo and a Sheriff with a cock like an elephant. It would take days for her poor pussy to recover, But today was not one of those days. The blonde rocked as Deputy Ben happily fucked her ass while Lavinia fingered her vagina.

 

   Suddenly Jenny's eyes flew wide as Lavinia added her thumb to her fingers and powered her entire hand into the blondes pussy. The lesbian waited a few seconds laughing out loud then slowly began pistoning her hand in and out. Jenny moaned into the gag in her mouth. Lavinia clenched her fingers into a fist and deliberately began torturing the captive blonde. The ropes scraped Jenny's wrists and ankles as she struggled ineffectually trying to free herself from the cock in her ass and the fist in her cunt.

 

   Lavinia really went to town on the blonde driving her fist deep into her vagina. Jenny's pleading and whining combined with her writhing body only made her push harder multiplying her torment. Ben re-doubled his efforts reaming her anus while his fists gripped her pillow like tits squeezing her flesh until it oozed between his fingers. Lavinia shoved her fist as far as it would go into the crying blondes pussy then with a spiteful smirk twisted it forcefully. Ben climaxed discharging his cum deep in Jenny's ass just as she threw back her head. A final orgasm was ripped from her body by the raping lesbian. She stiffened in an orgasmic rictus and fainted.

 

 

 

Where'd The Town Go.

 

   Morning sunlight flooded into the bedroom making Jenny squint as she opened her eyes. She quickly realised something was different. Her limbs were no longer tied to the corners of the bed. She listened. Not a sound could be heard. No voices, horse hooves or sounds of construction. She stared at the door scared that it would open and her ordeal would start all over again but it remained resolutely closed. Slowly she crept off the bed and pressed her ear against the door. Still she heard nothing. It was then she spotted the clothes on the small table. Someone had taken from her suitcase a bra and pants set, one of her light dresses and a pair of flat shoes.

 

   Quickly she dressed herself. Her muscles were stiff and she could still feel the effects in her loins of the Sheriff and Lavinia's attentions. The door opened easily. Looking out of the room she couldn't see anyone so she crept out on to the landing and peered down over the bannister. All the furniture was gone. The carpet was gone leaving just a wooden floor. There were no pictures on the wall and no bottles behind the small bar. In fact it looked like it had never been used or occupied.

 

   Confused the blonde slowly descended the stairs staring about her still fearful the Sheriff would suddenly appear to force her back into the room of her recent violation. She looked out of the nearest window but what she saw didn't make any sense. Stepping out into the sunlight Jenny tried to take in the sight that met her eyes.

 

   The town was gone.

 

   Not entirely gone but of all the shops and businesses she'd seen when she'd been taken into Madam Fufu's only one other building remained. What had been the jail was now just an empty shell. The sign over the door had gone, the door had gone, the windows had gone. Every other shop, every other business had gone. Not just empty but no longer there. The boardwalk had gone, hitching posts, horse troughs. As well as the town all the townsfolk were nowhere to be seen. And to cap it all every horse was gone. In her confusion she thought had she somehow travelled into the past. Visited the town as it was more than one hundred years ago and now was she back in the present. A town can't just disappear.

 

   What was present however was her car. It was parked squarely in front of Madam Fufu's. A quick check showed it was full of petrol, her suitcase was on the back seat along with a carton of two dozen bottles of water. Jenny didn't need telling twice. She leapt into the driving seat, felt a wave of relief when the engine fired and with wheels spinning drove as quickly as she dared out of town.

 

   High on the ridge the hard eyed man stared down watching the blonde until she drove off. He stood beside a four by four SUV ideally suited for the desert terrain. On the door was painted the logo 'Jefferies Movie Logistics'. He'd stayed to be sure the blonde recovered from the 'Micky' they'd slipped in her water while they completed their work. He smiled. It had been a good job. He and the team had not only dismantled the Western town film set but they'd been royally entertained by the big titted British blonde. Every crew member had shared in her bountiful charms even Carmen who'd played the part of Lavinia. To top it all the placement of the hidden cameras meant they had the raw material for a first class porn film. He pondered what it would be called. 'The Violation of Miss Jenny' or maybe 'Cowgirl Jenny Ridden Hard' or even 'The Breaking-in of Cowgirl Jenny'. No matter it would very soon be top of the porn hit parade.

 

 

The End

 

April 2018

 

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