A small, quiet town watched a majestic black appaloosa stallion slowly walk down its main street. White spots trail down its hindquarters and the stallion's long black mane flows in the breeze. The horse's rider sits tall in a silver-adorned black leather saddle. This rider isn't like any other rider they have seen.

Dressed like a man, she has drawn the attention of every man and woman in town. She sits astride her steed, not side-saddle, but with her legs on each side of her horse. Her silver-spurred black boots in each stirrup. The pants she wears are adorned with frills and silver, like her saddle.

Those pants fit her well. Her black lace blouse and leather vest did little to hide her other assets. On top of her flaxen hair sat a dusty white cowboy hat. The hat band was beaded and had turquoise stones. It was obviously of native origin. Strapped to her graceful hips were a pair of Colts with white ivory-carved handles.

What really made her stand out was what was pinned over her left breast. This rider was a US Marshal. She smiled as she saw the women whispering to each other and the men pointing at her and talking amongst themselves. She was positive; she knew what they were saying. She simply doesn't care. 

The Sheriff greeted her as she dismounted her stallion in front of his office, and he said, "Hey, Marshal, what do we owe your presence in our little town? May I say a gorgeous presence at that?" The sheriff noted the tight britches covering her fine, shapely ass, framed in the leather chaps she wore.

The Marshal replied, "You may say so, Sheriff. For now, I seek a place to lay my head, a stall for my horse to rest, a glass or six of whiskey, and some grub."

The Sheriff noted the whip curled up and attached to her waist. Her clothing would let any man's imagination roam. Maybe even a few of the women. As the Marshal removed her saddlebags and rifle from her horse, the Sheriff yelled, "Son, get your ass out here. The hotel is right across the street there. They serve the best grub found around here. I'll have my son tend to your horse." 

The Marshal noted how rapidly the Sheriff was talking, smiled, and said, "Make sure my horse gets grain and water. Send your son to me after he's done."

For some reason, the Sheriff didn't think he should refuse her requests. He sure did feel his loins stir as he watched her walk away.

The Marshal slowly opened the door to the hotel. Her hand was on one of her revolvers. As she entered, she quickly noted who was where and how they were strapped, then she walked up to the bar.

The bartender slid over to her and asked, "How may I help you, ma'am?" Oh hell, I mean, Marshal." 

She smiled and said, "Whiskey and a room. Neither should be cheap shit or the bed too small or hard. I will require a hot bath."

The barkeep nodded his head, poured the whiskey, and handed her a key. He said, "Top floor, corner room at the top of the stairs. I'll have one of the girls get your bath ready." 

She grinned, threw back the shot, snatched the bottle from his hand, picked up her glass, and walked away. She laughed, saying, "Do enjoy the view, barkeep." 

She heard the barkeep cough as she seemed to float up the stairs to her room.

In a short while, she heard a knock on the door. She yelled, "Come in." 

The door opened to one of the many 'house maids' the hotel had. The marshal noted that she was actually rather pretty for a prostitute. She was carrying two large pitchers of steaming hot water and poured them into the tub, which was against the wall in the room.

The Marshal was seated on the bed, propped up by the pillows on the bed. Whisky bottle in one hand and the shot glass in the other. Her britches and chaps lay across the foot of the bed. Her blouse and vest were on a chair. Her revolvers hung from the post on the bed's headboard. Her rifle was leaning against the wall next to the bed. The maid smiled at the Marshal, naked on the bed.

The Marshal noted how the maid reacted to what she saw and started combing the trimmed hair between her legs with her fingers. The Marshal smiled and asked, "You like what you see?" 

The maid smiled, noting the ropes, the whip, and a couple things she had yet to identify on the bed. She said, "Yes, Miss, I do."

The Marshal smiled and said, "Good."

The maid smiled, bowed her head, and said, "Let me finish filling the tub, Mistress."

The Marshal noted the way she acknowledged and said, "Hurry. I dislike a cold bath."

The maid bowed and backed out of the room. A few minutes later, she returned, carrying two more huge pitchers of hot water. Behind her were two more maids, with two more pitchers each. She poured each into the tub. She dismissed the other two maids. Without looking up, she asked, "Would Miss please test the water?" 

The Marshal stood up and walked over to the tub. She heard the maid moan slightly when she bent over and ran her hand through the water. She said, "That will do; now strip and get in. I wish to be bathed." 

All she heard was, "Yes, Mistress."

The Marshal slipped into the tub and said, "My name is Felicity. What is yours?" 

The maid climbed in the tub behind her and said, "My name is Rose, Miss Felicity." Rose kind of purred as she started washing the Marshal's back. Rose was thrilled to be in the presence of such a strong woman as the Marshal. Even more so, it appeared she would be pleasuring Miss Felicity soon enough.

Rose whispered to Miss Felicity, "You know I am a whore, right?" 

Felicity nodded her head and said, "Your services will be paid for." 

Rose hummed and said, "That will not be required, Mistress. I was simply letting you know I am here for your pleasure any way you wish." 

Rose reached around Felicity and started applying soap to Felicity's firm, perky breast. Felicity moaned softly as Rose squeezed and massaged her breast. Rose punched Felicity's nipples between her finger and thumb on each hand, which made Felicity moan louder, "Oh, yeah, squeeze my nipples harder." 

Felicity didn't seem to care if she was heard being pleasured by a whore. Rose thought, Well, why should I care? She bent over and started kissing Felicity's neck. Felicity held Rose's head to her neck and moaned.

A knock on the door startled Rose. Felicity just yelled, "Enter." 

The sheriff's son, Jacob, opened the door and immediately turned around, and he said, "Oh, sorry, Marshal." 

Felicity laughed and said, "Haven't you seen naked women before?" 

Jacob tried to speak but was tongue-tied. Rose whispered in her ear, "He fucks with the lights off at night and our clothes on."

Felicity laughed so hard that the water she was sitting in started to quake. She barked, "Stand up, Rose. Jacob, open your damn eyes. You're too old to not have seen a naked woman."

Rose complied, but Felicity had to repeat, "Open your damn eyes."

He opened his eyes and stared at Rose. Felicity saw the bulge in his pants start to form. She laughed and said, "Now that is how a man should react to a naked woman. Rose, my pussy needs cleaning. What do you want, Jacob?" 

Jacob swallowed at the sight of the two naked women but managed to say, "Your horse has been fed and watered. His saddle, blanket, and bridle have been cleaned and hung up."

Felicity said, "Good. Is there a good laundry in these parts? Damn Rose, that feels so good."

Jacob nodded, still staring at Rose, and said, "Yes, ma'am, Mrs. Wong." 

Felicity said, "Well, grab my clothes up and get them cleaned. Come back here, and you can fuck Rose like a real man. My treat."

Rose giggled as her hand went between Felicity's legs. She whispered, "I wish you could properly fuck me."

Felicity pulled her face to hers and kissed her hard. She broke the kiss and said, "Don't assume I can't, whore."

Rose's body shook at the dominance Felicity was showing, and she whispered, "Yes, Mistress."

By the time Jacob returned, the marshal and Rose were in bed. Rose had her face between Felicity's legs, licking her pussy.

Jacob knocked on the door, and Felicity moaned, "Rose, don't stop. Come in." 

Jacob walked in to a sight he had never seen. Felicity looked at him and snarled, "Close the damn door and strip. Let me see what you got. Oh yeah, Rose, lick my pussy good."

Jacob did as he was told. He stood there with his cock at attention. Rose hummed at the size of Jacob's manhood. He did have a rather substantial dick. Felicity barked, "Get in that tub and make sure all that is clean. Get your ass clean too."

Jacob sat in the cold water, cleaning himself like he was told. He watched as Rose devoured Felicity's pussy. Jacob had never seen or heard of two women doing what Rose and Felicity were doing. He thought to himself, Do they actually need me?

Felicity started grinding her crotch on Rose's face. She started screaming, "Don't stop. Almost there. Ohhh, damn, yes. Uggh." 

After Felicity shook off the afterglow, she looked at Jacob and said, "Get that baby maker over here." When Jacob got close enough, Felicity grabbed his manhood and started licking around the head, and she swallowed his cock.

Rose started licking his balls and sucking them into her mouth. This wasn't her first threesome, but it was with a woman who liked women. She wondered, Will Felicity allow Jacob to bed her?

Jacob was moaning and groaning and soon said, "Oh, I can't hold back any longer." 

Felicity pointed his cock at Rose's mouth and barked, "Give it to her." 

Jacob grunted as the first of four white streams found their way into Rose's mouth. Felicity told her not to swallow. She told Jacob to kiss her. There was an air of dominance about Felicity that made them both comply. Jacob kissed her quickly, so Felicity barked, "Kiss her, dammit, like the French kiss." 

Rose opened her mouth, and Jacob started kissing her. Felicity growled in his ear, "Suck that baby cream out of her mouth."

Jacob did as he was told. Felicity told him to bend over and lick her. Jacob had no problem licking Rose's love canal. When he bent over, Felicity put her hand on his back. She was strong enough to hold him down, and she barked, "Don't stop." 

Jacob felt a liquid flow between his ass cheeks. Felicity told him to relax and climb up between Rose's legs. Rose reached down and lined him up. Just as Jacob was about to thrust forward, he felt his ass invaded.

Felicity was between his legs, stroking his back, and saying, "That's it; just relax." Felicity started gyrating her hips, pushing and pulling the long jade dildo in Jacob's ass. In the process, Jacob's cock was embedded inside Rose, moving in and out of her. 

With each push of her hips, Felicity moved faster and faster. Rose was squealing about how good Jacob's cock felt. For once, she really meant what she was saying.

Jacob was moaning with each stroke of the gem in his ass. Rose's body started shaking with pleasure, which stimulated Jacob. He started, panting, "Let me pull out, oh fuck, please. I can't stop it." He growled as his baby seed pumped inside of Rose.

Rose hugged Jacob and said, "It's alright, baby." She looked at Felicity and mouthed, "Thank you."

Felicity sat back on the bed, and Rose saw what Felicity was wearing. She smiled and said, "So you can fuck me after all." 

Felicity smiled and said, "Later, baby, now I need food."