Part 2

Chapter 8

The next morning I reported to the Sheriff's office earlier than I had told him I would. He was happy to see me and immediately introduced me to the shit work that someone had to do. I cleaned out the cells in the back and emptied the slop jars. By that time it was near noon so we went to lunch. The Sheriff called the owner and waitress over and told them that I was the new deputy and that the town was picking up my meal tabs from then on.

The next stop was Earl's saloon. The town wasn't going to pick up my bar bills, of course. Nevertheless, Earl mentioned that if I didn't get too carried away with drinking, it would be on the house. The Sheriff mentioned that when things started to get noisy at Earl's, Earl could like either one of us or both to step up and have a drink. It had a calming effect on noisy drunks.

Later that afternoon, the Sheriff and I went over the jail procedures, office hour routines, and duty hours. We were both sure things were going to work well. They did. The badge on my vest had another effect. Both of the town uglies tried to get friendly. This time, though, it was my turn to ignore them.

About a week later, Lucia opened the door to the jail. She glanced around noting the layout. Walking to the inner door leading to the cells, she spied the object of her search; Mark Alan, deputy.

"Senor, may I speak with you a minute. I need to arrange for your back wages."

I was cleaning out the cells, which were empty, when I heard her familiar voice. She spook a lot better english than she had previously let on. I had long ago decided that this Mexican woman always needed watching.

"Good, I can use the money."

"Wait, senor. I need to talk to you candidly about Mrs. Carson. She is a very bad woman. You have to realize that, first off. The things I have been forced to do to maintain my job you wouldn't believe. After the other afternoon when you violated her without mercy, she has not been the same. She kept to her bed and refused her husband's attentions. Now, she insists that only her and me will be coming into town once a week to do the provisioning for the ranch."

"She has talked of nothing but you since you violated her. She said that she was humiliated and that the degradation has killed her self-esteem. She now fears what you might do to her. She knows about the disgusting things you really want to do to her. She says she must do these things or you will destroy her in front of her loving husband. She also knows you have these weird fantasies and that she knows you are going to force her participation. For instance, tonight after midnight, she will be hovering in room 6 of the hotel in fear that she will be butt-raped by a big, hung cowboy. Her fears are, of course, totally without merit but she persists. Anyway, she insists that I prepare her for what she knows will happen to her. As a mere servant, I will do what I must. Here is your pay."

She got up and left the office. I was standing, more than just a little confused, and looking at the envelope in my hand, which I hoped contained all of my back wages. I opened it and thirty dollars in coins and a key slid out. The key was stamped with a big 6.

I got off work that night at eleven. I went back to my room at the boarding house, drew some water in the kitchen and carried it to my room. I just had to see what that woman and her Mexican accomplice were up to. So I shaved for the second time that day and washed down my body thoroughly. A little after midnight I found myself playing with the key while standing outside the back door to the hotel. I had been chiding myself all that evening about whether I was going to delve into this woman's fantasies. But in the end, I just had to know the depths of this woman.

I slid the key into the lock and turned gently to release the bolt. I closed it after me and relocked it. I could hear her and smell her from the doorway. The air was filled with her unique musk, the same smell I had cleaned with great difficulty from my saddle. She was panting and whining on the bed. In my peripheral vision, I saw the Mexican sitting on the floor in the corner of the room. I could even see the reflections of light shining in her eyes.

Mrs. Carson was laying on her stomach spread-eagle on the bed. I slipped off my boots and walked to the bed on tip-toes.

"Well, well, what do we have here," I whispered to no one in particular, just as if I had found her laying in a town alley.

She had her face buried in a pillow but I could still hear her whining in real fear. I lifted her covers and threw them back over the foot-board. Ropes were attached to wrists and ankles and anchored to the four posts of the bed. Thanks, Lucia, I thought to myself. Now this is all someone elses fault if you get raped, right, Mrs. Carson.

I hadn't bothered to wear underclothes, so I was naked in just a few seconds. However, I did retain my pocket knife which I opened. I straddled her and placed the knife at her throat so she could feel the sharp edge.

"Make any noise or resist in any way and I cut your throat. Submit completely, or else."

I slid down between her splayed legs and looked at her creamy-white ass. There was enough light from the closed window shade to see that her ass cheeks were quivering, either in anticipation or fear I couldn't tell which. I gripped an ass cheek in each hand and forced them apart. Her anus was small and tight, but not for long. I spread her cheeks and sucked on the exposed hole. It was perfectly clean. I thrust my tongue in savagely. She moaned and bucked against my mouth. I stabbed repeatedly and she cried out and then smothered it in the pillow. I could smell her increasing odor. I delved lower with my tongue and scooped up the liquid from her pussy. Each tongue full was deposited on her hole and forced inside with my tongue. I kept this up for ten minutes until she was crying and moaning into her pillow. I had a raging hard-on. I moved up on her body placing the head of my cock against her slightly gaping anus. I just let it rest there partially inserted in her pucker. Just a slight in and out movement. She was groaning and chinching her fists.

I let my weight drop, forcing her ass open. She cried out. I was half way in. She was breathing hard and so was I.

"I'm going to fuck your ass off, bitch. You'll be able to take a fist to the elbow by the time I'm finished with you."

"Oh, G-G-God!"

I pulled out until only the head was inside and then slowly pushed until I was all the way to the bottom. She was tight and obviously had been an ass virgin. No more. I waited until she was used to the intrusion. Then I started slow-fucking her ass, giving her the full length of my shaft on each stroke. I was really getting into it and so was she from the sounds she was making into that pillow. Suddenly, I felt hot breath on my ass. I looked around and saw Lucia climbing on the bed with us. When I pulled out to the limit, she licked my ass crack; when I was fully buried, she bit my ass. God, she was a hell of an assistant. I slowly picked up speed ploughing her ass and felt her shutter. I didn't quit but kept on going. Three more times, I felt her climax before I got close. Finally, I couldn't stop it anymore. I pulled out and shot thick streams of cum all over her ass and back. I finally heaved myself off of the bed and pickup up a towel.

I wiped myself off thoroughly, then looked at the bed. Lucia was licking up the cum from her ass and depositing it in Mrs. Carson's mouth with french kisses. Somehow it was too obscene to watch the two of them. I quickly left after putting on my clothes.

Chapter 9

The next day, I stood in front of the Sheriff's office and watched the wagon, fully loaded with supplies, head out of town for the ranch. Neither one of them even looked at me. Both of them looked like they had been up all night and Debra was sitting gingerly on a pillow.

Everything was going along smoothly. A couple of nights a week, after my shift, I would let myself into Anita's hardware store and slide into her bed. She was starting to please me more and more.

Another couple of nights a week I would find Harriet waiting up for me. She tended to wait up on the busier glory hole nights. I think she liked her husband's action after we had screwed. One night she asked me to butt fuck her. Sure enough, Ed went after the cum no matter where it was. That was what she had wanted to find out. I liked it either way, so I left the choice up to her. Overall, I was well pleased with both of the women in my new life.

Two weeks later, Lucia was back. I saw her looking around in the cell area where I was cleaning up again.

"Would you like to spend a night in the drunk tank, Lucia?"

"You have a woman's drunk tank, Senior?"

"You, I would strip naked and leave to the mercies of the drunks."

"Just as I thought. But I am not here seeking adventure for me. My friend has decided that she would like to try oral this time. I told you she was very bad. She wants you and maybe others as well. You still have the key to numero six, senior? She will expect you when you get off work tonight. I would like to go with her as usual. She may resist my coming."

"I'll come up with something for you and yours, my little Mexican."

She grinned and left. I thought about it and decided I may be able to work a combination deal. Anita, Bert's wife had mentioned on several occasions that I should take Jan into my bed and try to break her of her gloryhole addiction. This may be a good night to do just that.

I visited the hardware store when I was finished with my cleanup chores. Anita and I struck a deal for use of her daughter's bedroom. I explained what was to come. She said Jan and I could use her room for the night and she would use the couch in the front room.

At eleven when I got off work and had cleaned up, I took my key to room six and opened the door. The light had been dimmed and Debra was on her knees next to the bed, waiting. The Mexican, always there to help pervert her mistress, was right behind her on her knees and whispering in her ear. I walked over and stood in front of her. I slowly unbuttoned my pants and dropped them to the floor. I was half-hard but still impressive to a novice. I pulled back the foreskin, just an inch from her mouth. She was drooling while staring at it.

"My mistress has consistently denied this to her husband, Senor. She needs to learn. I have only a little experience, since I prefer women. We thought you may be able to help."

"Since your mistress is your primary concern, you Mexican bitch, show her how to swallow this."

I turned towards Lucia who looked back at me with shock on her face. I just waited. Lucia reluctantly edged forward on her knees, obviously wishing she were somewhere else. She opened her mouth and looked at me with what I suspected was a little hate in her eyes. This she hadn't expected.

After a few minutes of laving the shaft with her tongue she reached over and pulled Debra along side to watch. Quickly, once the preparation was done, it slid all the way in with no more hesitation. Then she quickly pulled off, dried my cock with a towel and presented it to Debra. Debra tried to mimic Lucia's prowess but had a little more trouble. As she tried, Lucia was giving her instructions and help whispered in her ear. Finally, it was done. I didn't particularly enjoy this kind of amateur performance.

"You obviously need lots of practice and that is exactly what I have in mind for you. Put on you coat, we are going out."

"W-w-where?"

When both of them were dressed, I wanted to obscure their identity and gender, I took the two pillow cases off of the bed. I put one over each of their heads and towed them to the door.

"Just hold on and follow."

I took them out the back and across a block and a half of praire. Then on the far side of the hardware store, I tapped and was admitted. We went directly to Jan's room. I sat Debra directly in front of the gloryhole and Lucia right next to her. I closed the door and then I pulled the pillow cases off. They both looked around, wondering where they were.

"Keep the lights off at all times. Whenever you hear three taps on the wall in front of you, lift the little curtain and then tap once. Suck on whatever is stuck through the hole. It may even be your own husband's cock. I'll be back to pick you up in a few hours. Enjoy yourself and don't speak out loud. Lucia, keep her working at it and learning."

Chapter 10

I had been mading regular visits to the hardware stores back rooms about four times in the past two weeks when Anita mentioned that I should visit with Jan. I had no idea how it would work out or even if she knew I was coming. I walked down the short hall separating the women's bedrooms and found the door open.

What I then noticed was a very nervous 16 year-old girl laying in the bed. This was not a spur of the moment thing. It was planned.

"Am I invited into your bed?"

"If you want."

I took off my clothes slowly and climbed onto the bed. She was getting even more nervous knowing I was in the bed with her alone. I lay on my side and looked at her.

"You are usually so self-possessed here in your own house. Why are you nervous now?"

"You were with my mother, not me. Then I didn't care what you thought of me," she said.

"Why do you care now what I think?"

"My mother likes you a lot. And I suppose I do too, a little."

"You know what your mother wants me to do to you and I'm sure you know why."

"Of course, she hates having the glory hole here. But what else am I to do. My mother told me she has told you what my dad did to me. Do you expect me to just quit and have no sex life. Maybe just masturbate, for instance. I do that already, you know, while I'm doing the other. But I would like to try regular intercourse. Would you like me to lay on my stomach?"

"No, if you lay on your stomach, I won't be able to kiss you."

"K-K-Kiss me?"

"Yes, of course. It's a part of the fore-play, at the very least."

She tapped her mouth. "Look at me, Deputy. This is called a hare-lip. I don't even want to be seen in public, much less kissed by some ass-hole, do-goody Deputy."

"Ass-hole or not, I don't fuck anything that I'm ashamed to kiss. And that includes you. You have a fixable problem that does not offend me."

"Yeah, walk me down the street, you bastard."

"Pick the time, I'll be there." She rolled over and cried into the pillow. I lay along side of her and caressed her back and neck avoiding any part of her she would consider sexual. I waited for her to cry herself out. She had been abused too much and too often by her father while he was alive. After about five minutes, she finally rolled onto her back.

"Do you really, really want to kiss me?"

"Yes, I do."

She closed her eyes and just lay there. Her body language was defiant and said show me. I did. I started with little nipping kisses on her ears and neck gradually working around to her mouth. She was being affected and I could hear her breathing rhythm change. That was a good sign. I kept up the routine of of going back to her ears and starting over. Suddenly, I assaulted her mouth with a vengence. I licked her teeth, her tongue and her upper and lower lips. I was all over her and in her. Her breath couldn't catch up. I suddenly stopped.

"Hello, are you in there?"

"You s-s-son of a b-b-bitch, what are you doing to me?"

"I'm going to make love to you. Stop me if you want to."

I slid down her body and started to lick her thighs leading up to her crotch. She started to whine and moan. She was wet. I licked it up and kept going. I ended up suckling her breasts, her anus, her pussy, and her clit. By the time I penetrated her with my cock, she was already delirious. When I slid into her, I kissed her mouth deeply. Her hare-lip was not the empediment she had imagined it would be. She climaxed again and this time I was with her.

She slid into sleep effortlessly. After a little while, I got up, dressed and went in to see her mother.

"Well, how did it go?"

"Ask her in the morning. I did my best. She is a wonderful young lady. She can marry well if she chooses to. I'll see you later."

I walked back to the room where the glory hole was located. I opened the door quietly and watched. Debra had a customer she was working on. She was perched on her knees in front of the hole with her legs spread for Lucia's mouth. Lucia's legs were facing the door where I was standing and were splayed so she could finger herself.

I had never seen a 100% lesbian at work before and it made my cock harden. Before Lucia knew what was happening, I lifted her ankles and settled myself close to her bare ass, my expanding cock laying on her hairy mound. She tried to get out to defend herself, but I blocked her. I slapped her protruding stomach smartly to keep her quiet. I leaned my head down next to Lucia's chin and the crack in Debra's ass, which was all of her face that I could see.

I whispered, "Maybe the next little orgasmic indulgence for Debra should be to eat every woman's pussy in this town, regardless of age. She might like it enough to look at you as a real sex object. Think about it. But that little suggestion is going to cost you, so lay still. "

I could hear her increase her licking and slurping while she contemplated the possible benefits to herself. Slowly, her hand reached out and gripped my cock. She was moaning and whining just thinking about seeing Debra's mouth sucking on her own pussy. Lucia pulled on my cock, willing to suffer any short-term indignity to reach that goal.

I gripped her thighs above her knees and pressed them down onto her chest, then splayed them outward. She grunted and I could see all of her crotch parts obscenely displayed. Everything, including her ass hole, gaped open. I positioned my cock at the opening of her pussy and forced my cock slowly to the bottom. All the air in her lungs escaped explosively right into Debra's pussy. Debra squealed. I withdrew and took another five or six slow strokes. She was starting to relax and easily accept my rampant cock. I pulled out and slid my slimy cock deep into her ass. This time both of them shrieked. If Lucia had any second thoughts, it was now too late. I alternated every five or six strokes between the two holes. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer and came in her ass hole. As a thoughtful finishing gesture, I pulled out and then bent down and nibbled her clitoris. She shuddered and came immediately.

During the last several minutes of the fucking, I had heard Lucia's licking speed up causing Debra to increase her own interest in what she was doing. Her head bobbed faster and faster. We all heard the grunts on the other side of the wall. Debra came just as I did. I wiped myself on Lucia's dress and got up. Lucia pulled out from under Debra, breathing hard, and stared at my cock while I put it away.

I picked up the sacks that I had used previously to hide the women on the way here. Both of them looked beat. I secured the sacks around their necks and led via a round-a-bout path back to their hotel room. I left them without a further word.

Chapter 11

Anita reached out and touched my arm as I went by the hardware store. I stopped and followed her inside. The place was temporarily empty of people. It was a Saturday and a very heavy day for the ranchers to come into town. She took me to the back of the store.

"I don't want to know what you did to Jan. But I think she has suddenly come to appreciate the possibilities associated with getting outside and meeting people. She asked me how soon we could go for the operation. I've been waiting so long for this moment that I said next week."

Mark grimaced at the thought of her and her daughter leaving. "Since this is the only hardware store, I suggest you get someone to run it or post notices on how long you'll be gone. And, I hope you know, I'll miss you."

She smiled, gave me a quick kiss and said, "Thanks for that. I'll let you know what we decide."

The next week had to have been hectic. Once the notices were posted that they were closing for a month, all the spreads came in for everything they thought they could conceivably need during her absence. Then suddenly Anita was gone on the late night stage that had originated from a town a hundred miles away. I helped by picking up Jan in the late afternoon and taking her 5 miles out of town to catch the same stage when it passed on the road. Jan had worn a veil to cover her problem. But, I could tell she was excited to be going, at last.

After Anita and her daughter had been gone a week, I started an informal survey of the remaining women that actually lived in town or close-by. There were eight in all. I was surprised there were that many. Three at least I had never seen. I still wasn't sure how I would approach the problem of convincing them to participate if Debra's Mexican showed up again.