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Chapter 11 by Pringle

Bag the Bun?

Grab her!

Texas decided that if she didn't get Brat Now, she probably wouldn't even get the chance again, so she took a deep breath, and grabbed her lasso, slowly creeping up on Brat before tackling her to the ground as she yelped, tying her up and then slinging her over her shoulder as she decided her next move.

"Unhand me you vile weasel!" Brat yelled, as she kept kicking, her ass alone probably doubled her bodyweight. "I will have my girls track you down to the ends of ti-MMPH!" she yelled as she was suddenly gagged with a sock Texas got out of the closet that Brat was standing at.

"Yeah yeah, quit yer bellyachin'." She said, before she began looking at her different options to get out..

What now?

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