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Cindy Jo and the Cowgirl
Cindy Jo and Barbara were nose to nose and toes to toes this time. It was not the first time the girls had squared off. And, you guessed it, like most fights that young girls have, it was over a man.
“You put the cunt back in country!” Cindy shot to the girl that was in her face.
“Well, you put the sin in Cindy bitch!” Barbara retorted back the other girl.
"Fuck you cunt!" Cindy screamed at the big-breasted blonde.
"No, you're the fucking cunt!" Babs shouted back.
"WHORE!"
"SLUT!"
It was the same old story. Men! It seemed every time that Cindy found a guy the she really cared about, there was always some bitch there to try to snatch him away. This time was going to be different though. Cindy loved Jim, or at least she thought she did. One thing was for sure, Jim had a nice sized cock and more importantly, he knew exactly how to use it!
"I'm tired or you big titted blonde sluts taking my men away from me," Cindy shouted at Babs.
"Too fucking bad bitch!" Barbara shouted. "If you knew how to take care of him right he'd never want to look at another woman!"
"Yeah, right," Cindy thought to herself. If only that were the case. She knew better because she knew that girls like Babs were only out for one of two things when they went after men. It was either a big dick or a big paycheck! And…. since Barbara was an only child and her daddy was already filthy rich, she supposed it was because of his sexual prowess. "I'm warning you for the last time you big assed two bit whore, leave Jim alone!"
"Kiss off sheep girl!" she retorted. The nerve of this fucking sheepherder's daughter talking to her like that!
"Take that back cow cunt!"
"Baaaaaaa. Baaaaaaa," Barbara taunted Cindy.
It was the same old story in this part of the country. The cattle rancher looking down on the sheep rancher. It had been that way for at least a couple of hundred years and it didn't look like it was ever going to change. The feud between the two families went clear back to their great-great-great-grandfathers. Barbara's family had settled here when the range was still open in this vast Wyoming territory. Cindy's family came later and everything was fine until they started to bring in the sheep. But even that wasn't the worse. The worse is when the cattle barons started to fence the range off so the sheep couldn't graze. The lowly sheep ranchers took them to court and won the right to cut the fences but with no way to enforce the court order, the range wars ensued.
"I mean it you cow cunted cock biting bitch. Leave my man alone!"
"Baaaaaaaa. Baaaaaa," Babs repeated once again, turning to walk back to her Chevy pickup.
"WHORE!" Cindy shouted, rage building up in her petite little body. She wasn't very big, what some people would call petite, but she had the temper of the typical redhead.
"BITCH!" Barbara shouted, turning back to Cindy and flipping her middle finger at her.
Cindy's face turned three shades of red. "Get the fuck off my property now you cunt lipped bitch!"
Barbara opened the door of her 4-wheel drive extended cab pickup and jumped up inside." Not a problem sheep sucker!" she yelled as she slammed the door shut. The truck roared to life and Cindy, not one to let anyone else get the last word in yelled, "CUNT!"
"Baaaaaaaaaaa. Baaaaaaaaaa," Barbara mimicked, flipping Cindy off one last time before she put the truck in gear.
Cindy, no longer able to take it, picked up the shovel lying against the corral and rushed toward the truck. Barbara saw her coming, revved up the engine and then lurched forward. The truck jerked and then stalled. "Fucking standards!" she fumed just as Cindy got to the window. She reared the shovel back and Barbara seeing what was about to happen moved across the seat to open the door. "Damn," she said out loud as she tried to open it. She forgot that she had pulled into the side of the barn the day before and the door was jammed! Cindy hit the window of the driver’s side and the glass cracked. "FUCKING WHORE!" she yelled, pushing the button to roll down the passenger side window. Once more Cindy slammed the shovel into the window and it gave way, shattering into a million pieces and crumbling in the front seat. Barbara lunged to move out the window and was about half way out when she felt something move against her hips. "NO!" she screamed as the window rolled up, trapping her half hanging out the passenger side door!
Cindy laughed a hearty laugh as Barbara hung out the door, trapped like the rat Cindy considered her! "Well isn't that a sight," Cindy chuckled. "Looks like I trapped me a big titted blonde bimbo!"
"You'll pay for this Cindy Jo!" Barbara yelled, struggling to get free. It was no use, she was definitely stuck here. How humiliating to be hung out here like this. Cindy brushed the broken glass off the seat and sat down, looking at her foe stuck in the window.
"You know Babs? You have a really fat ass," she said slapping the blonde on the across her cheeks, causing her to squeal.
Pain shot through Cindy's side as Barbara kicked her in the ribcage. "Fuck!" she yelled as she felt another blow to her body and she rolled out of the truck with a thud.
Cindy lay on the ground, holding her side until she was able to breathe and regained her strength. She stood up on wobbly knees and hobbled around to the passenger side of the truck. What a sight, she smiled as she rubbed her sore ribs and looked at the blonde hanging out of the pickup.
"Let me out of here you fucking sheep fucker!" Barbara demanded.
"Not on your life! I've waited a long time to get back at you blonde bimbo bitches. Now you're gonna pay for every fucking one of them!" Cindy spun on her heels and walked to the back of the truck and opened the toolbox. There it was. Smiling as she picked up the rope she walked back to the driver's side door and tied a loop in the rope. She cautiously got back in the truck, making sure that she stayed out of the direct path of Barbara's feet and slipped it around one ankle.
"You fucking crack whore!" Barbara yelled as she felt the rope across her ankle. Cindy wrapped the rope around the other ankle and pulled it tight. "Ouch! Stop it bitch," Barbara yelled.
"Not on your fucking life cow cunt!" Pulling the rope as tight as she could, she secured it and tossed the excess in the floor. Exiting the truck, Cindy walked around to girl hanging out of the truck. "Well, well, well, now isn't this quite a predicament that you have gotten yourself into cow cunt."
Barbara, like a cat, took a swipe at Cindy, trying desperately to dig her nails into the redhead. "Let me out of here you copper coated bitch!" she ordered.
"Get fucked," Cindy replied. "Oh I almost forgot, that's what got you in here in the first place." She put her hand on her chin, wondering what she should do next. Barbara continued to try to reach Cindy, clawing like a cat in a trap. "Well now, seems like we need to do something about those fucking claws doesn't it?" Cindy pondered for a minute and then as if a light bulb flashed in her head, she walked away as Babs hung there screaming like a banshee.
Barbara watched as Cindy walked into the house and was gone what seemed like forever, even though it was only a few minutes. She walked out of the house and she noticed that not only did she have a nasty evil smile on her face, she had a large cardboard box in her hand. Cindy walked to the truck again and smiled a mean smile at her enemy. "Well cow cunt, it looks like we are going to have us a little fun today."
Cindy sat the box down and took something that Barbara could not quite make out. All she could see was that it was furry and she surely didn't like the look on her face! Cindy walked not quite within arms reach of Barbara and then dangled it in front of her face. "Lookie what I have for you cow cunt," Cindy said and then laughed a mean laugh. Barbara's eyes widened when she saw that Cindy had a pair of furry handcuffs. "Pretty kinky hey slut?" she asked, walking back to the driver's side. Barbara could feel her get up into the truck and get in behind her. She tried to kick, but Cindy was expecting that so she put her knees into the calves of her legs. "Ouch Cindy! Get off of me!"
"Not on your fucking life you two bit whore. I've got lots of things planned for you. Now give me your hand."
"Go to hell Cindy Jo!"
"Already been to your house and back Babs. Now give me your fucking hand!"
Barbara refused to do as Cindy said, so she shrugged and got back out of the truck. Perhaps Cindy Jo had changed her mind. Maybe she had decided to let her go she thought and then watched as she walked over to the box and pulled a leather strap out! "What are you going to do with that Cindy?" she asked, the look of pure fear coming over her face. Cindy said, "I think you know very well what I am going to do with this." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a pocketknife. Flipping the knife open, she stretched the strap out and began to run the already shiny blade across the length of the slick piece of leather. "Yep, I think you know very well what I'm going to do with this Babs." She watched as Cindy ran the knife blade up and down the long strap, her fear increasing with every stroke. Cindy closed the knife and put it back into her pocket. Once more she got into the pickup and said, "Now one last time Babs, give me your hand!"
"No fucking way sheep girl!" she exclaimed.
"Ok, we’ll do it your way bitch." Cindy moved the strap up and laid it across Barbara's ass and rubbed it all over her backside. "Wanna change your mind Barbara?"
"No! Please Cindy Jo. I'm sorry, I'll never bother Jim again. Please no Cindy!"
"Too late you little no good two bit cock sucking tramp! I'm probably already in more trouble than I can get myself out of so a little more isn't going to make any difference." With that Cindy pulled the strap across her shoulder and Barbara could hear the wind move through the air and it slammed into her ass flesh with a crack.
"Yeeoowwwww!" Barbara screamed as the leather came down and the dust rose from the ass of her faded blue jeans. Once more Cindy pulled the leather razor strap back and landed it on her ass hard. "Oh god Cindy, please stop before this goes any farther!" she sobbed.
"You're the one who got us here Babs. Now you gonna give me your hands or do I have to continue to beat your fat ass until you do?" Barbara reluctantly struggled through the window and pulled her hands behind her back. "Very good Barbara," she said as she snapped the contraption on her hands. As soon as Cindy had her hands cuffed she picked up the rope and tied it loosely to her feet. "There, now if you promise to be a good little cow I promise that I'll roll down the window so it won't hurt your ribcage so much. Is that agreeable?"
"Yes," she said.
"Yes what?" Cindy asked.
