Lisa caught off guard

Lisa's day taking care of the prisoners stared off pretty good. She did as the sheriff had suggested. She kept two guns with her at all times, one holstered, and one hidden in her boot.

Her day went along pretty smooth. She had even begun to bond with the five petty criminals as they laughed and joked with her, telling her she was the prettiest deputy they'd ever seen. "In fact, you're the only pretty deputy we've ever seen" remarked Billy Barton, one of the petty thieves. "That is unless you count Pinkie Morgan in Testarosa. I swear that man dresses purposely like a girl. He does a good job of it too. He wears his hair long and puts on makeup, and parades around the jailhouse like a dime store whore, just beggin' prisoners to **** his ass." Even Lisa had to laugh at Billy's description. "It's true, I tell ya. He always wears pink shirts, and he even has a pink pearl handled Colt 45."

"Well now Billy, how do you know so much about this Pinkie Morgan?" asked one of the other prisoners, Doc Martens. "It is seems you know an awful lot about him. You didn't brand his ass, did you?"

"Why heck no Doc." Billy answered. "I like women and sheep too much to go for that stuff!" Everyone burst out in laughter.

It was little wonder that Lisa felt comfortable and over confident, dropping her guard, when dinner time rolled around. She fed her favorite five first, and even ate with them. After that, she nonchalantly entered the other cell room with the food basket to feed the twenty, bloodthirty deperados without even drawing her gun.

"Hey fellas! It's time to eat" Lisa beamed and smiled at the prisoners, forgetting who they were.

"Well now, ain't you a might pretty sight" said a tall, gangly looking fella as Lisa approached the cell door. "Why thank you" she said, smiling, as she fumbled through her keys. She stuck the key in the door and opened it. "Tonight we have mashed potatoes, ham, green beans, and black eyed peas."

The tall, gangly fella approached her as if to help her with the basket. He took hold of the handles, pulling on them hard, causing Lisa to let go as she fell to the floor. Lisa looked up to see the cell door slam shut. It was then she knew for sure she was in trouble, and that it was her own damn fault. The men descended on her like flies on flypaper before she even had a chance to react.

"NOOOO!" Lisa cried out as countless hands pulled and tugged at her clothes. Someone found her guns, and fired one into the ceiling, causing everyone to stop. It was the tall gangly fella, dressed in black.

"Show the deputy some common courtesy, boys" the tall man said. "She brought us dinner. Let her up." Everyone backed away from Lisa, allowing her to get to her feet.

Lisa walked over to the tall gangly man. "Thank you" she said, holding out her hand for the gun.

"Who said I was letting you go?" the tall man asked.

Lisa dropped her hands to her sides. "What is it you want from me?"

"A pretty thing like you should already know what a man wants. Now get out of them clothes before these men rip you limb from limb trying to get them off of you." He motioned her back to the center of the cell.

Lisa stood there dejectedly looking down at the floor. "I knew I should have gone to the whore house" she said to herself out loud. She took off her boots and dropped them on the floor. Her gunbelt followed, then her jeans. Next she unbuttoned her shirt and tossed it on top of her jeans. She hesitated, looking at the man with her guns. "Everything?" she asked. "Everthing" he answered.

Lisa took off her bra and tossed it onto the pile. Last came her bloomers as cat calls and whistles made her thoroughly embarrassed. She stood there naked, trying to hide her breasts and pussy as best as possible.

"No need to be embarrassed, deputy. You're a very beautiful woman. Now why don't you drop your hands and arms, and turn around slowly so we can all get a good look at you?" said the tall man. Lisa dropped her arms to her sides and slowly turned. Her perfect heart shaped ass bounced as she moved, and her perky but ample breasts slightly jiggled as she turned.

"All right, down on all fours" the tall man said, after Lisa had turned full circle twice.

Lisa got down on all fours, and the tall man picked up the basket and set it on her back. "We never had such a nice looking table to eat off of before" the tall man said with a grin. "We ain't never had a table that doubled as dessert, either." He picked up the basket of food and sat it on Lisa's back. "Now don't you drop that basket. You be a good table, no matter what happens. Else we'll have to punish you." He looked at the other prisoners. "All right boys, it's time to eat."