"You Will Be My Toy."

(Originally by Cheese111)

"Little sheriff, de spirits demand pleasure. And dey foresee that it be you who brings me their pleasure. I almost pity you, did I not know just how good this is gonna feel."

The cheetah's accent grew thick with desire, making Texas shiver with fear. She had to be strong, to endure the upcoming torment without a word. Any protests and she would just be subjected to even more 'pleasure'. The weasel looked up to see one of Abra's hands descend. But before it picked her up, the hand paused. The cheetah gave her servant more commands.

"Make dis easy, sheriff. Take off ya clothes. Unless ya want me to rip them to shreds." Abra commanded with an evil smirk. She watched her little toy fidget with doubt for a second before obeying her words and stripping down. At least she'd still have something to wear after this was Texas' reasoning. She'd barely finished before Abra's hand wrapped around her, lifting the sheriff off her feet and holding her in front of the cheetah's face.

"Now be de time for you to prove yourself. Make me happy and I might even forgive you for any accidental slip-ups. De spirits be lookin and dey want to see you squirm. And now... so do I."

The sheriff didn't understand the witchdoctor's cryptic words, but she was quickly lowered to Abra's waist. A strange, pungent smell radiated from between the cheetah's legs. With her free hand Abra revealed that her robes had a gap in them and Texas was quickly brought in, plunged into the darkness inside of the cheetah's robes. The lusty feline moaned a little at the thought of having the clueless weasel so close to her goal.

Texas couldn't see a thing in the pitch blackness inside of Abra's robe. Barely any light came in where the large arm was poking through the thick cloth, save for the odd ray of candlelight revealing Abra's dainty legs. The stench was heavy and pervasive. The sheriff's gut ached something fierce, danger was afoot. But held firmly in Abra's hand there was nothing the weasel could do but keep her mouth shut and hope this will all be over soon. This challenge became a hundred times harder when a stray ray of light managed to slip in and reveal the horrible truth.

Mere inches above the sheriff's head was the cheetah's crotch. And to her absolute terror Texas had to determine that Abra wasn't wearing a thing beneath that robe. Directly above her was the witchdoctor's waiting pussy, restless for some weasel-shaped entertainment. With an evil laugh she sets her plan into motion, bringing the weasel up to her snatch and rubbing the sheriff's face against her lower lips. They twitched and shook, sending waves of pleasure up Abra's spine. Her whole body tingled with glee as she rubbed the weasel's face against her most sensitive region. Soon mere rubbing wasn't enough and Texas found herself plunged halfway into the slimy passage. She silently fumed. The stalwart lawbringer of Gold Springs, reduced to a sex toy for this freak.

Abra could barely contain her lustful desires as he pushed the sheriff deep into herself. She diligently kept hold of Texas' leg to make sure the weasel wouldn't be completely lost. The sensation of the little sheriff filling her narrow love tunnel was out of this world. Were it not for the timer the cheetah wouldn't mind doing this all day long. But the witchdoctor always kept her end of the bargain. She gave the weasel an easy task. After all, it's difficult to hear someone complain when they're shoved into your pussy. But with a minute left on the clock Texas is pulled free from her slimy prison and hoisted out from under Abra's robes. She dangled the little weasel in front of her, smiling as she saw her juices slowly leaking off her toy.

Now was the true test. Texas could see the hourglass. She was still on the clock. Any comment about the humiliation she just suffered would give Abra the right to do it all over again, probably pushing her in ever further. The sheriff held her maw clamped shut, fighting off the urge to scream and shout. Seconds ticked by agonizingly slowly. Can Texas keep her composure after such foul treatment or does she fail to meet Abra's demands for silence?

"Anyting you want to add dere, me little toy?" Abra taunted, watching the sheriff slowly turn red with rage.