A rude interruption

As Lisa pondered her options she heard a commotion coming from downstairs. There were raised voices and furniture scraping over the floorboards and she found herself slipping from the bed and padding tip-toe out the door to peer down over the landing.

She saw two men, bandits, possibly Lynchers. They both had pistols drawn with one trained on Virgil while the other was being waved at the few tables of patrons having breakfast. Lisa carefully padded along the landing, poking her head into each room as she passed. In the third one she looked in, she found what she was looking for, her boots lined up before a large chest.

Lisa slipped into the room, hoping to find the rest of her belongings and to her relief they were there. She checked her pistol finding only three bullets loaded but figured that should be enough. Hopefully. She wasted no time in dressing, instead sneaking back out of the room naked and padding barefoot to the top of the stairs. There she rose, standing proud in all her naked glory, pistol aimed at the more sober looking of the two and barked down at the men.

"You boys better get out of here while you still can, otherwise I'm gonna fill you both with holes." she called down confidently.

The men whirled around, both pointing their weapons at her. By this point Virgil was backed against a wall with his hands up, Alma was crouched over a puddle of urine and the patrons were huddling low in their chairs.

The bandits took a moment of stunned silence before both burst into laughter, the less drunk of the two retorting. "Looks like you done had all o yer holes filled already missy. Why don ya be a good girl and come give us a taste?"

Lisa couldn't help but look down at her naked legs, patches of dried semen coating her thighs and even a stream of it snaking down one leg. She shook off the taunt, taking the opportunity to take a couple of steps down as she responded.

"So I give you a taste and you leave these good people alone?" she asked, punctuating her question with a seductive wink. She had managed to close in several feet on the men without them noticing.

"Nah, I don reckon. We'll fuck you then take all the cash and jewellery in this shit hole." the drunk one declared. "Then burn tha place to the ground."

Alma whimpered audibly at that and it was then Lisa realised there would be no convincing them. Casually she squeezed her trigger, her bullet striking her target right in the forehead, even knocking off his dirty old hat before he slumped to the ground.

The visibly drunk guy was predictably slow and Lisa simply ducked and fired, striking him in the chest before he managed to get a shot off. He too fell to the ground, lying on his back as he struggled for breath. Lisa approached him, coming to a stop directly over him, giving him a perfect view of her sodden cunt as she sneered down at him.

"Take a good look 'cos it's the last thing you'll ever see." she hissed down at him as she slowly aimed the gun at his face. He gurgled a weak apology, the words not properly forming as his lungs filled with blood. Then, bang! Lisa shot him point blank in his head, putting him out of his misery.

Almost instantly Lisa felt the shock wash over her. It had been like she was watching from outside her own body as she took the pair out. As she realised what she had done she began to tremble and shake and suddenly Alma was at her side, dragging her away from the bodies.

"Come darlin, come... ya did real good." Alma whispered as she led her away. The patrons all stood and ran out the door, shocked by what they had seen and Virgil slowly approched the fallen men, looking at them in wonder. Alma barked at him, "Strip em of anything worth somethin son, then drag em into the street. I'll take care o this un."

Virgil complied, slowly bending to look through the bandits pockets as Alma led the still shaking Lisa away.