”I don’t need a lasso:” I smirk as I see you shaking your head to clear the cobwebs and more worried about your throat and your clawed face than anything I am going… I find a couple of long lacy bras big enough for the bustiest women in the saloon dancers… Throw one of them out at your hands braced on the floor… As it wraps around I grab the end and jerk your hands forward out from under you… Tie your wrists together before you have any idea what is going on… Picked up the other bra... Stand up and stomp on your back on the way to your feet… bind them tightly together at the ankles… Find one more bra… Loop it through the bra tying your hands together and pull your hands up and over and behind your back… Cinch the other end through the bra binding your legs and tied it off… “One sheriff, hogtied for delivery” I laugh loudly. Drag your hair and pull you out and to my dressing room. “Honey, I’ve lusted after you and waited a long time to have my way with you. Looks like now is the time.”
"Hey.. what the--no, stop this.."
My breasts cushion my fall as you yank my hands out from under me with that long, lacy bra. With a groan I lay stretched out on the floor, watching in panic as you bind my wrists together! You're pretty good with knots, even if you're using a silky bra my hands are bound tight. I feverishly work at untying my hands and try and get up, but a harsh stomp to my back stops my struggles! I lay on the wooden floor, moaning, feeling you standing over me and binding my legs together with another bra..a feeling of dread and helplessness begins to settle in and I blush immensely as you wrestle my hands behind my back, tie them even tighter, and connect my bound hands to my tied ankles. Effectively hogtied, a wave of humiliation washes over me as I've been subdued by my fierce, arch-nemesis! Then you begin to pull on my flowing platinum hair, and my scalp screams as you drag my body across the floor! I strain and struggle in my hogtie, rocking from side to side as you drag me into your own private dressing room..Angrily I continue struggling, trying to break free of my bonds, rolling onto my side to glare up at you. My writhing and struggling causes my breasts to push up against the tight, white corset that they're barely encased in, and each of my strenuous movements almost causes them to spill out. My wavy platinum hair flows from side to side across the floor, while the muscles in my thighs and arms strain as I attempt to break free.
"Do ya have any idea how much trouble you're in, lil' lady? Untie me right this instant..I'm warnin' ya Brook, I'm a lady of the law, whatever you're plannin' ya won't get away with this.."
Then, I notice a look in your eyes as you stare down at me that sends a shiver down my spine..and the tone in your voice changes, becoming softer, hungrier almost..Then I hear your words, my eyes blinking then widening as I realize what you just said..I feel a slight blush warming up my cheeks up..I squirm a little more as my feisty rival inches closer to me..
"..lusted..? You can't be, serious..Oh, now Brook! You, you wait.. just a second..!!"
