I was standing in Ms Carvers office begging her to find someone else to babysit that dyke Pat. She just laughed at me when I told her how she molested me when we both were riding Sparks.
"It's not funny she practically raped me yesterday and now she wants me to take her up to the hot springs."
"The hot springs, yes why didn't I think about that. Susan, yes great idea and after that I'll arrange for you two to have the honeymoon Cabin it's secluded and away from the ranch."
"Are you crazy, me and that creep Pat spend an evening together in the same bed, it's not going to happen, not in a million years."
"Listen you little bitch a TV crew will be here to do a feature story about the DD Dude Ranch followed up by a one on one interview with Pat Johnson, which better be good, scratch that it better be beyond good so do whatever you have to do to entertain that dyke bitch. DO WE UNDERSTAND."
One of the ranch hands drove Pat and myself up the west trail to the honeymoon Cabin, which was also walking distance to the hot springs. I felt a bit uneasy as were both sitting in the back seat of the jeep. She was dressed in the same clothes like before while I was wearing a pair of skintight gray stretch pants that looked like they were painted on as they showed every sexy curve of my body. I'll admit that I did it just so I could torture that bitch knowing full well that Pat wouldn't be able to control herself and when she eventually starts putting some of her dyke moves on me. I'll dig my nails into her hand letting her know that having sex with me was never going to happen,
When we finally reached the Cabin it was starting to get dark. and soon after we unloaded our things my heart sunk as the jeeps taillights vanished into the darkness. Once inside the two of us checked out the place.It was amazing but when we entered the bedroom that's when Pat grabbed my ass.
"Momma wants a wet kiss Princess."
Her fat tongue was licking my neck as her hand was squeezing my left ass cheek. That's when I turned around and smacked her face with the back of my hand. Pat was completely stunned after I hit her so just to drive the point home I attempted to smack her face a second time but she caught my wrist in midair. That's when the catfight happened.
Pat's hands were gripping my long blonde hair and poor me I came to the realization that it was impossible to grip a short crew cut. We were like two wrestlers dancing around the bedroom but that finally ended when I tripped over a chair landing me on the thickly carpeted floor with Pat on top of me. My right arm was trapped under that bitchs body and my left was securely held by Pats hand.
"Now how about that wet kiss Princess."
"Go to hell."
In our struggles Pat used her free hand to. clamp down on my mouth and nose cutting off my air supply and just when I thought I was going to black out she released her hold letting me breath that's when she started licking the inside of my mouth as her tongue danced with my own. When she finally stopped her assault she had this grin on her face like she was the winner and I was the loser. After that she starting licking my nose and eye lids that's when I spit in her face.
"Your going to pay for that Princess."."
Pat picked me up by my hair and marched me over to the chair and placed me over her lap and started to spank my ass with a vengeance. Unfortunately for me the fabric was so thin that I felt the painful sting of every swat to my jiggling globes. When I tried fighting back she just hit me even harder until I started to cry and begged her to stop.
"You going to be a good bitch Princess or do I have to tan your ass red."