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Time seemed to stand still to Lisa and the three men at her mercy, but to those watching on it happened in an instant. The dishevelled looking young woman simply walked up to the table of lowlifes, raised her weapon and then ruthlessly shot each of them in the head. It was so fast that the first two could hardly react, although the third to go did topple back in his chair then attempt to crawl away. The woman merely took a step in his direction then blasted him in the back of his skull before dropping her weapon to the ground.

The saloon suddenly burst back into life, the bar tender and half the patrons pulling weapons and swiftly aiming them at the murderous stranger. Lisa looked back at them with a dazed expression as she slowly raised her hands in the air. What followed all happened in a blur to Lisa. She was promptly set upon and her wrists were bound and in no time she was being hauled away by the Sheriff.

It was not until Lisa was being dragged into the Sheriff's lockup that her words returned to her. "They... **** me." she said under her breath, her tone suggesting she was still in shock.

"Well ya shoulda come ta me." the Sheriff barked back, "n'steada committing a triple **** in fronna half the town. They were not good men, but they had plenny frens roun here... they gonna want yer blood."

The Sheriff led her to the holding cell, a large, filthy space with a long wooden bench against the back wall. The iron door screeched loudly on its hinges as it opened, then Lisa was pushed inside, wrists still bound. The Sheriff locked the door behind her, then through the thick, rusty bars he said, "Be back fer ya in the morning." before turning heel and walking away. Lisa heard the front door bang shut and keys jangling as the office was locked up tight before she breathed deep, the sharp stink of the slop bucket assaulting her nostrils.

Lisa turned to survey the space and it was only then that she noticed the large, dark shape bundled in the far corner. Another prisoner she realised... probably some drunk. As quietly as she could Lisa edged towards the bench, taking a seat as far away from her cellmate as possible and settled in for the night. Although she was confident she could see out the night without sleep, the rigours of her ordeal soon took its toll, her eyelids drooping as fatigue began to claim her.

Lisa awoke with a start to a wide, filthy, hairy face staring at her from only inches away. There was pressure on her head, she was in his grip she realised, and when the man's breath wafted into her face the stench was so thick it overpowered even the slop bucket.

The man growled as he looked her over, then asked. "What ya in for?"

When Lisa didn't respond immediately he shook her head violently, grunting again rather than repeat the question.

"****." Lisa responded as stoically as she could manage. "Three men tried to **** me, so I killed them all." She did her best to return his stare with and icy glare but her fear was visible in her expression. The man stared at her for a moment, then released her head, taking a step back as he roared in laughter. Lisa was now able to get a better look at him - he was huge, tall and bulky... a true brute of a man. When he finally calmed down he moved forward to loom back over Lisa.

"Weren't tied up then I'm guessin'." he said, tugging at her bonds and tightening them in the process. "Yer a pretty little thing ain't ya... can see why they wanted a taste." The man reached out and cupped a tit through Lisa's shirt, his massive hand engulfing her generous breast and Lisa shifted uncomfortably at his touch.

"Must be me lucky day!" the brute exclaimed as he stepped back and began to unbuckle his filthy trousers. The smell hit Lisa first, causing her to gag but when her eyes fell upon the massive, bulbous piece of meat that flopped free from the man's pants she gasped. It was thick and veiny, the bulbous head red and angry looking. The cock looked as filthy as it smelled and tears welled in Lisa's eyes as it swung before her pendulously.

"Wait..." came Lisa's plea, her feigned bravado having quickly melted away. "Please..."

The man simply chuckled as he stepped towards her, his massive swinging cock filling her field of view as he approached.