As he is told

Rich looked up at Nisha from the cell floor. She was intimidating and strong willed. As well as his only way out of this mess.

"I'll do it," Rich said.

"Good boy," Nisha said as she opened the cell. "Show Nisha your skill."

The Sheriff took a wide stance and motioned Rich to come, "Crawl to me like the sniveling worm you are."

Rich began to stand up arms still handcuffed behind him. Nisha fired her gun at his direction. The bang rang out as he looked to see the crater it made into the stone floor beside him. She pushed the hot metal against his exposed upper arm.

The pain was intense, Rich bit down hard. Nisha grabbed him by his shirt.

"You follow orders the pain goes away," she said, "You don't, well... Let's just say you'll wish you were dead."

She threw him back to the ground, "Crawl!"

Still with his arms handcuffed Rich began moving towards Nisha. His body pressed against the ground as his legs pushed him forward.

"Faster!"

He crawled harder and moved his legs as fast as he could. When he reached her boots she pointed her gun at him.

"Kiss my boots."

Rich kissed and licked the worn leather. Each time a feeling of pleasure tingled from his mouth to his cock.

"Good boy," Nisha said, "You are worthy to lick mistress's pussy."

Rich picked himself up as best as he could with no arms. He slid on his knees to Nisha's slit. Her pussy was already warm he could tell. He began with her thighs, licking them up to her soft pussy.

Her juices tasted like honey as he lapped it up. She took a slight step back as the pleasurable sensation trickled through her body.

"I thought you were supposed to be good," she said.

Rich took the cue to insert his tongue into her deeper. She gasped. There was no love in his pleasuring of her only primal hunger. He licked her clean like piranhas seperated flesh from bone.

"Yes!" Nisha growled. "Keep going."

Rich pressed hard on her clit as though it were a nipple to suckle. He licked and he sucked. There were no waves of ecstasy, only the violent pleasure that flowed from her clit through to her belly and chest.

Nisha smiled as she grabbed Rich's head. "Your job is done, scum," she said.