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"You can spread 'em wider than that!"
he barked at her as he pushed his cock into her stretching asshole.
She winced as he shoved his hard stiff dick into her ass, wiggling
it onto him as he slid inside her. He thrust up and deep into her
as she banged her back into his groin. His cock fell out of her ass
and as he popped it back in, air escaped and made a popping sound
as he plunged harder. He pulled out and sprayed his cum over her
naked back as she stood on all fours, panting. She turned around
and sucked out the last drop of cum from his machine of a cock
before getting dressed. She kissed his blushing cheek and squeezed
his ass before she waltzed away.

She looked like a forest nymph leaving
a glade of bashing lust and sensual orgies.

Chapter 3: Bank Teller with a Fetish

It was half-past noon when Maya's arms
started to ripple with fatigue. Her entire clothes from head to toe
were covered in bits of hay, but after the gushing fountain of
pleasure she had just experienced, she'd be damned if she was going
to complain about hard work. She had forgotten how brutal the work
was on a ranch out in the middle of nowhere. Good food and an
occasional beer however were far more preferential to her than
being jobless. And to boot, getting an ass full of Luke in the barn
was an event most girls she knew only dreamed about. She had almost
forgotten what it felt like to have a farmhand's meat thrusting
inside her. She hadn't figured Luke as an ass man, but then one
could never tell from outward appearances what inward lusts lurked
within.

She wiped the sweat from her brow and
then felt Luke's hands wrap around her waist like a tightening
leather belt. She twisted her head slowly around and deep frenched
him while she reached around with her hands to squeeze his muscular
ass. She had no idea if she had the strength for another round of
sex play in the hay, but would never entertain the idea of saying
no to much of anything he wanted.

"Hey, I have to go into town to get
some funds for the boss. Ya wanna come with me darlin'?" he asked
as his hands ran over her breasts.

"You know I think I just might. It is
okay with the boss if I do right?" she asked.

"Of course, then he can ask you if I
spent any of his money at the saloon!" he said laughing.

They walked over to the coach that
embraced two horses. They climbed aboard and smiled at the yellow
prairie of sun and merriment. Maya sat next to him and thought it
exhilarating not to have her stomach growling at all hours of the
day, to say nothing about having the most handsome ranch hand in
the county, nay, the entire state, sitting right next to you. She
felt like she had been blessed by a dozen goddesses as he
interlocked his arm with hers.

A half-hour later they pulled up next
to the bustling bank and tied the horses up, then walked inside.
Maya decided to keep her mouth shut as she knew there was an
undertow of resentment of Cherokee girls in the area, for whatever
unfathomable reason. As soon as they both stepped through the door,
a hairy beast of a hand grappled her mouth and yanked her aside. A
slime-covered gun jetted past her ear and pointed directly at
Luke's frozen face.

"Shut that fucking door and lock it,
otherwise Miss Girlfriend here will have a row of nice clean holes
from ear to ear!" a wicked-looking Mexican yelled.

Luke did as instructed and took notice
of the bandit's partner behind the counter that held a knife to the
young teller's throat. The two of them grimaced in unison as the
bank teller stuffed a bag full of fresh cash into a black bag and
shoved it into the face of the bandit behind the counter. Luke
meanwhile stared down the short barrel of the pistol, not making so
much as an eye blink when a gun crackled out like thunder. Luke
staggered back from shock, then looked down at his shirt which was
as cleanly pressed and spotless since the minute he put it on in
the early morning hour. The bandit holding the gun to Luke fell
back into a potted plant that keeled dirt onto his face as he
slumped to the wooden floor. Maya stood alone, shaking, with a
smoking Derringer barely big enough to fit a girl's finger into it.
A second later, she focused the gun toward the second bandit and
fired again, hitting the second bandit straight to the forehead. He
stood motionless as a trickle of blood flowed down the side of his
nose before hurling to the ground. Maya dropped the small pistol
and wrapped her arms around Luke. Luke embraced her warmly,
wondering how the hell she had beaten him to the punch in gaining
hero status. A minute later, two deputies rumbled down the
boardwalk toward the bank.

The bank manager came out from a
hidden room in the back and shook her hand while a deputy unfolded
a piece of paper and held it up to the dead Mexican's
face.

"Yeah, that's him. We've been on this
asshat's trail for eons now. Hadn't known he had a partner though.
Thought he was working alone." he said to Maya.

Am I going to jail over this?" Maya
asked with paranoid eyes.

"Jail?? What the hell for? You just
saved that bank teller's life, and probably your friend here as
well, including yourself. We don't punish people for doing good
deeds" he said as he handed the ridiculously small pistol back to
Maya.

She looked down at the Mexican with
the bullet hole through his chest, amazed that such a small firearm
could level one of the meanest men alive to the ground.

Luke walked back to her from the
teller with a few bills in his hand for his boss.

"Don't worry about that guy. If you
hadn't have shot him, someone else would have. You probably saved a
lot more lives than what you see in the bank right now" Luke
said.

"If I'm not in any trouble, then let's
go!" she whispered to him.

Luke shook the deputy's hand and said
he'd be back later to talk to the sheriff

They rode back to the ranch discussing
every detail under the hot sun. Maya told him of her sorted past as
a former gang member and why she was such a master of small arms,
why she was dead-set on going straight, and why she had such a
ludicrously high sex drive. Luke didn't care about her sorted past.
All he cared about was what happened in the here and now. They
arrived at the ranch and dismounted. She walked to her room
exasperated by the day's events, wondering how her employer would
feel about her killing someone, never mind the fact that he didn't
seem particularly human. She wished she could make wild love to
Luke again, but knew he had a schedule to keep and he seemed spent
for the day. She threw herself onto her mundane bed and looked up
at the speckled ceiling.

A rap on the door got her up on her
feet again. She opened the door and saw the teller woman from the
bank staring back at her.

"Maya, right? Sorry to burst in on
you. I was trying to catch up with you but your horses outran my
own!" she laughed.

"I just wanted to thank you for saving
my life back there. I know you probably just want to put it all
behind you right? But then it would have been awkward thanking you
the next time I saw you which could be who knows how long" she
added.

"What's your name dear?" Maya asked,
opening the door and motioning her to sit down on the
bed.

"Michelle. I was shaking like a maple
tree in the wind when that nasty thing of a man had his knife up to
my throat. Thought I was a goner for sure" Michelle
replied.

Maya sat next to Michelle and put her
arm around her shoulder and leaned against her.

"You just don't know how appreciative
I am of what you did for me today." Michelle continued.

Maya took a deep breath of the air
that surrounded Michelle. She smelled like a briefcase full of
money, and had a smile only big bills could buy, with curly blond
hair that spiraled down to her breasts. To top things off, she
reminded her of a picture she once saw in a rhyme book: Little Miss
Muffet. An awkward few seconds passed as Maya looked her over like
a cougar stalking a lamb.

"
Slow down girl! Get a fucking hold of yourself!"
Maya thought. She
couldn't shake the feeling that something sinister was about to
happen.

"Well..." Maya started, trying to get
her mind off the girl's perky tits.

"The first thing I thought was that I had to save you as
well as myself. I wasn't gonna let them take the money
and
our lives. That's
just rude." Maya said as she looked into Michelle's
eyes.

Michelle chuckled at the sound of
it.

"Mind if I ask you something
Michelle?" Maya asked.

"No go right ahead. Anything" she
responded.

"How old are you?"

"I'm 18, going on 21" she said with a
smile of innocence. She looked sparkling to Maya, with her hands
still shaking from the entire ordeal.

"I know this might sound cliché, but
is there some way I can pay you back? Something you want that I
might have? I just feel like I owe you a lot for your bravery" she
asked Maya.

Maya tightened her grip in Michelle's
hand and thought for a minute.

"Make a decision. Either say no thanks, or give this
gorgeous hussy a run for her money!"
a voice inside Maya chirped.

"Well...you don't have to pay me back
for that. I would do it again if I had to. But, since you
asked...there is a little something I'm curious about" Maya
added.

"
That a girl! Look at those perfectly sculpted breasts!
Hand-crafted by a sex goddess!"
the voice inside Maya whispered
again.

"Yes....?" Michelle said as she
returned the squeeze in Maya's palm.

"You promise not to tell anyone?" Maya
said as she looked into her eyes.

"Promise!" Michelle
answered.

"Lay back on the bed." Maya
ordered.

Michelle looked back at the bed, then
at Maya.

Michelle draped her body across the
bed with her hands extended over the sides and stared back at Maya.
Her dress flowered the tops of her shoes.

"I want to tie you up and then...do a
little something or other" she said with a hint of
edginess.

"
Too
late to turn back now. She's yours!"
Maya's inner voice squealed like a little
girl.

"You want...to tie me up? Like right
here?" Michelle asked.

"Of course right there! Silly girl."
she answered forcefully.

"Sounds...well, I have to say I'm a
bit nervous about this. What are you going to do?" she said, her
hands shaking slightly.

"You'll find out" she said with a
stern look.

"How flexible are you anyway?" Maya
asked.

"Flexible? Very much so I guess. I
took ballerina lessons for..." she started to say.

"Fine, you'll do just nicely" Maya
answered as she tied her small hands on either bedpost and then
untied her shoes.
"Wait...are you undressing me?"

"No not at all. I'm going to chop you
into little pieces and make hasenpfeffer out of you for my king in
the underworld" Maya said, not looking up at her.

She gave Maya an annoyed look and
said, "Well golly gee for a minute there I thought it was something
worrying."

"You're not going to whip me, are you?
Are you one of those girls into...?" Michelle started to
ask.

"No and no. Not unless I decide
otherwise" Maya said coyly.

She reached over and with one hand and
placed her finger on Michelle's lips.

"Not another word from you unless I
say so. Shhh!"

"I just hope you were not kidding me
when you said you were flexible" Maya said as she grabbed both of
Michelle's ankles and hoisted them over her body, then starting
tying them next to her wrists on the same bedpost, giving her a
spread eagle look.

"There, that's much better! I can see
your panties now, and you look really, really tasty" she said,
licking her lips.

Michelle gulped and said "I feel
uh...really stretched thin."

She inched her flowered, yellow
panties down a hair, exposing a bit of her pimpled ass
crack.

Michelle gulped again and gave Maya a
worried look.

"Don't worry baby, I'll be gentle. At
first". Maya said as she stuck her thumbs under her panties and
slid them effortlessly down to her knees.

Maya stared in amazement at her
perfectly bald pussy. Perfect whiteness spread across her perfect
little slit that begged Maya's lips to savor them.

"You're not one for hair I take it."
Maya said licking her bottom lip.

Michelle shook her head quickly from
side to side.

"Good, then they won't get between my
teeth. I hate that" she said as she leaned down and ran her tongue
odd-angled across the slit of her hairless and creamy tasting
cunny.

Maya made a smacking sound with her
lips as she kissed her pink clit.

"You have a choice dear...here, or
down here." Maya exclaimed, pointing to Michelle's clit and then
down to her smaller-than-normal asshole.