Annie Pistol Lips – Rides Again!

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Annie Pistol Lips – Rides Again!Annie Pistol Lips – Rides Again!It was a hot, dusty afternoon in the bustling town of New Saint Germain. It was clear this American town was still fairly young, as the paint on every Italianate-styled building still smelled fresh. The streets were clean and serene, aside from some loose horse-droppings pock-marking the dusty streets from the many horse-drawn vehicles, with the sounds of said horses hooves and the creaky wheels of carriages, and street-traders chattering away in their heavy drawling dialect filling the sweet-smelling air with the noise of life.The women of the town dressed fancy in their corsets and petticoats, and the men as sharp as a tack in their suits.All was normal in New Saint Germain….Until a figure strolled into town atop a gorgeous thoroughbred mustang.Every one she passed would stop in their tracks to gander at this strange figure… A gorgeous woman, with long black hair flowing underneath a black and red-trimmed stetson.She had a red buttoned blouse on, with the buttons popped open just below her heaving bust threatening to expose her womanliness for all and sunder, and black leather chaps over pale denim, with the ends tucked into her knee-high snake-skin boots.A black leather duster-coat lay over the hind quarters of the powerful horse, who was panting heavily under the midday sun.”Sorry to work ya hard, gal… But we’re nearly at a place a’ rest.”She comforted the creature with a loving pat of it’s neck.The horse clip-clopped at a gentle stroll along the street, until it was directed to a nearby saloon.”Easy, girl.”The woman clicked her tongue as she brought the creature to a stop by a hitching-post in front of the building. She jumped from the b**st, and tied her to the post.”Rest easy…”She smiled at the horse, and patted it’s neck once again. She pulled an apple out of a leather satchel attached to the horse, and fed it to the mighty creature. After eating the apple, the horse sniffed at the water trough, and began to drink.The woman then entered into the saloon through the swinging doors, and walked right up to the bar.”I don’t fucking believe it… Miss Pistol Lips herself…!”The bartender sighed in shock at the sight.”Y’all missed me?”She asked him with a smirk.”I don’t want no trouble here, Annie!”The balding dark-haired publican demanded, holding his nerve while cleaning a pint-class with a dirty rag.”Me? Trouble? Y’all must be mighty mistaken, mistah!”She protested with a cheeky tone of voice.”There’s still a bloodstain on that stool from the last time you graced this place with your beauty!”He pointed at a bar-stool nearby.”’bout time y’all brought some new furniture, then, ain’t that right?”She scoffed with a smirk.”Why I oughta…! You best be buying a drink, and an expensive one at that! Or I’ll haul your pretty ass to the sheriff’s office and claim that bounty on ya head myself!”He threatened.”Thanks for noticing, it’s hard to keep it looking so purty when it’s been in the saddle for so long!”She grinned as she rubbed her butt before sitting it down onto a stool, deliberately avoiding the bloodstained one.”Gimme a beer, and in a clean glass too!”The bartender mumbled bitterly to himself, and served her the beverage.”That’ll be a dollar.”He stated as she took a mouthful.”A buck for a beer?!”She had spat out the beer in shock,”And folk call me an outlaw!””That’s for the damages you caused last time.”He explained.It was Annie’s turn to mumble angrily to herself,”Put it on my tab…””Allow me.”A gentleman in fine dark tweed clothing sat beside her, as he handed the bartender a crisp dollar bill.The mustachioed man smelt like money. Clearly a rich man. Too rich for this kind of place, Annie noted.”And to what do I owe the pleasure?”She bahis firmaları asked him, not even looking at him as she looked into her golden-coloured frothy drink.”Name’s Lyle. Lyle van der Clarke.”He introduced himself as he held his hand out to her.”Never heard of ya.”Annie replied, taking another sip of beer, ignoring his hand.”Of course not. You’d be breaking rocks in the hot sun right about now if we’d have been introduced sooner.”His charming, civil tongue belied the threat behind those words. Annie looked up at him.He had a black bowler hat on, a gaunt face, cold blue eyes, and a proud thick moustache perfectly-styled to curl at the ends, which covered his lips. Despite smelling of money, it was clear he had an aura of toughness about him. It was clear to someone of Annie’s perceptions, that this was a noble bounty-hunter. A bounty-hunter who fully sides with the law…”Is that a fact? I figure y’all be keeping the rattlers company in the sand right ’bout now had we met before.”She sneered at him.He softly chuckled, unfazed by her threat.”You look more beautiful up close. I’ve been following you for a while now. Watching from afar…”He told her.”Uh-huh… Why don’tcha look a little closer, I’ll show y’all what the end of my barrel looks like!”She placed a hand over her colt. 45 revolver that sat against her hip, inside its leather holster.”Please… By the time you pull that pea-shooter out of its holster, I’d have you hog-tied and in the process of being dragged towards the door.”He smiled smugly.”Speaking of being hog-tied, I must say, that was quiet an impressive escape you pulled off to get out of the clutches of Dah’ni’s tribe.””Thanks. Shame The Frenchman didn’t escape with his life intact, that would have been one sweet reward…”She sighed thoughtfully about it.”Indeed… And may I add, if only you had escaped before the entire tribe took a turn with your pretty mouth…”He twitched his moustache.”Hey, I could have escaped long before then if I’d wanted to! But… Well, y’all can’t blame a lady for enjoying herself!”Annie grinned mischievously.”Of course… Now, please, finish your drink, and come along peacefully with me.”He ordered her.”Y’all mighty thoughtful for someone who won’t ever be seeing a new sun rise again.”Annie threatened.”Please, madam. I have been nothing but civil to you. Please, just submit. I hold sway over the DA of this fine state, I can put in a good word for you.”He pleaded.”And why would y’all do something like that for little ol’ me?”She questioned.”Be a shame for someone with such a pretty neck to have it stretched by the hangman… Play nice, and you have my word that your punishment will be tough, but fair.”He stated so matter-of-factly.”Oh? Have I been a naughty girl in need of punishment?”She bit her lip.”Very naughty… My dear, I can only get you off so far. I think you’ll find your punishment to be just what you need. I’m sure, some years from now, when you’ve finished being punished, you’ll be mighty thankful for it. You’ll be a much better woman for it, you have my word.”He tried to persuade her.”Hmm… Maybe every gal needs a little putting in her place in the world every now and then, huh?”She paused to think about it.”Trust me. After you’ve served your long, hard, and very deserving punishment, you’ll no doubt be eager to look me up and personally thank me for giving you the rod you so desperately need!””…You promise I’ll be punished harsh, but fairly?”She bit her lip, swept a few strands of her loose black hair out of her big doe-like brown eyes to look up into his, and stroked a fingertip slowly around the rim of her glass.”You have my word.”His cold blue eyes showed sincerity.”May I finish my drink first, please?”She smiled sweetly at him.”Of course. kaçak iddaa Take your time.”He smiled back at her.In one long gulp, she downed the beer quicker than a hiccup.”Thanks!”She grinned with a big sigh as she wiped the cloudy froth her lips with the back of her hand… And without warning, suddenly turned and threw the now empty glass with such accuracy, as to hit a random patron smack dab in the back of the skull, shattering the glass with a piercing pained yell from the patron.”Hey!”The patron’s friends jumped to their feet, shock and anger filling their eyes with bloodlust hate at the unprovoked assault on their friend.”It was him!”Annie pointed to Lyle.The group of men rushed to Lyle, their fists clenched.”Oh, hell…”Lyle sighed in exasperation, and jumped to his feet to defend himself.The ensuing melee erupted into the biggest most chaotic bar fight that saloon has ever seen! As bodies slammed, and punches flew freely, chairs and bottles whizzed through the air, as the more and more patrons got caught up in the crossfire. Blood splattered everywhere, teeth whistled in the air like shrapnel, with the air itself filled with raucous angry thundering yells and curses.All the while, Annie just stood back, admiring her handiwork with devilish glee as she helped herself to another beer.She even got in a few licks of her own when some poor angry sap got too close to her. Her laughter was the only pleasant sound heard in that bar during the whole riot.Eventually, the fighting simmered down as law-abiding citizens intervened to break it up. Lyle found himself pinned down by a knocked-out heavy-set male. He barely had a scratch on him, but the heavy fella was trapping him from getting up.Annie downed one more beer, and strolled over to him.”Hmph! I shan’t forget this unpleasantness you caused!”Lyle warned her, as he struggled to free a hand from under the heavy, almost lifeless man.”Perhaps y’all will get a chance to punish me some other time…”Annie winked flirtatiously at him, as she knelt down to gently tap the side of his cheek with her palm. She then straightened herself, and headed out of the saloon, feeling triumphant.Some days passed by. Lyle was on the hunt for his bounty. Not that she was being hard to find. She hadn’t even left New Saint Germain!After a tip-off, Lyle headed to a place of notoriety in the town – an infamous brothel, known as Le Vilain Féline.After a handsome bribe, he was allowed free access around the mansion of sin by the madame.The pretty whores shrieked in shock when he booted down the door, where they had been sitting naked around a huge tin-bath.In the bath itself, sat a nonplussed and very calm Annie Creamhide, who was drinking a glass of white sparkly wine.”Ever heard of knocking?”Annie smirked.”Ladies,”Lyle tipped his bowler hat to the shocked whores.”Miss Annie.””Aren’tcha a little overdressed, sweety?”She asked him playfully.”Get dressed.”He ordered her impatiently.”What’s ya hurry? Won’t y’all sit a while with us…?”She spoke calmly, and stroked the thigh of one of the closest whores, who relaxed and perched her naked bum back onto the rim of the big tin tub where it had been previously sat.”I have been nothing but patient with you, young lady. My patience only goes so far…”He warned her.”Please… Won’t y’all at least sample a cherry?”She asked, looking towards the bowl of cherries sat on the edge of the nightstand by the tub.”There’s time for eating fruit after I’ve dealt with you.”He narrowed his cold blue eyes at her.”Shame,”She stroked her fingertip up between the thighs of the whore sat on the rim beside her, and then deliberately with one long slow stroke, ran her fingertip slowly right over the moist petals of the whore’s pussy. She then brought that fingertip kaçak bahis to her lips, and slowly dragged it across the tip of her tongue,”The fruit is very sweet this time of year…”She looked up and winked a cheeky smile at the grinning whore.”Enough. I will be more than graceful to grant you the dignity of being clothed, and presentable, when I walk you to the law office. Or would you prefer the indignity of being dragged there naked, with whore juice still fresh on your lips? The choice is yours, miss.”He told her.”Well, when y’all put it like that. Ladies?”Annie sat up in the tub, exposing her big bulging bosoms and their pert stiff nipples to all in the little room.”Please, be dears, and get my things for me.”The whores all walked over to the pile of clothes by the foot of the nearby bed.”These gals have been mighty wonderful to me these past couple a’days. Such eager learners!”Annie boasted as the whores sorted through her stuff.”I even taught them a thing or two, wouldn’tcha know!”Annie winked.”I’m sure a woman of your… Experience, would be in a perfect position for tutoring harlots.”He mumbled, as a couple of the whores walked behind him.”Why, I even taught them how to handle my lasso…”Annie smirked at him.Before he realised his grave mistake, the whores behind him quickly grabbed his hands, and before he knew it, he was bundled to the floor with rope being tied around his wrist and ankles.”Grrr! Let go this instant!”He cried out as Annie stood up in the tub. The water trickled swiftly from her skin, and splashed off of her naked curvy figure into the soapy water below. The whores laughed and giggled like naughty playful nymphs as they rolled Lyle onto his back, and pinned him down with their hands and knees pressing down on his shoulders, chest and and stomach to prevent him from moving.”Good! Y’all girls are just fantastic. A gold star for each and every one of y’all!”Annie praised as she stepped out of the tub. One whore dried her off with a towel as she finished off the wine in her glass.”I don’t know what kind of fantasies you lone wanderers have, but you keep paying and we’ll keep playing ’em out!”One of the whores stated with bewildered playfulness.”Let’s give this fine gentleman a reward for being such a good sport, playing his role in my, uh, fantasy to perfection!”Annie declared before giving out her instructions,”You, strip his clothes off. And you, y’all going to sit on his face – enjoy yourself a free moustache-ride! And you, get busy with maintaining his gun – it’s always a crying shame for a nice fella to go around with a dry pecker! Remedy this, at once!””Yes, ma’am!”The whores cheered, and set about making Lyle a very welcomed guest in the boudoir.”What about you, miss? You still got another evening paid for?”One of the whores asked, as she noticed Annie buttoning up her blouse, but still naked from below the waist.”Ah, ‘fraid I got to call this short, I got a long ride ahead of me tomorrow, as y’all have a long ride this evening! Perhaps another time, darlin’?”She stroked the whore’s rosy cheek.”It’s your nickles.”The whore chuckled.”As for you, Mistah van der Clarke… Here’s something to help y’all with the forthcoming hunt.”Annie cheekily smirked as she approached the hog-tied fella, pinned beneath the giggling whores, who were beginning to ravish him like a pack of hungry coyotes.She rubbed her fingertips against the moist entrance to her little lady cave, and then rubbed her moistened fingers over his nostrils, as he tried to shake his head and protest at such an indignity.”Don’t go losing my scent now.. Y’all gonna need it if you plan on sniffing me out to another town!”She giggled a devilish giggle as she grabbed the rest of her outfit and casually walked out onto the adjoining balcony, still naked from the waist down, and calmly jumped over the balcony fence, landing on the back of her horse standing below.With a hearty “Yee-haw!”, she rode out of town in triumph, leaving Lyle to his fate…

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