"Sheriff Dave, what seems to be the problem this morning?" "Hi Doc. It's my shoulder. Whenever I raise my left arm over my head I get a pain." "Come sit over here. Take your shirt off." "Okay." The Doc removes his coat. "My, it is going to be a hot one today. I'm sweating already." The Doc feels Big Dave's shoulder. "Does this hurt?" "No. It's just when I raise that arm." "I see. Let me try something and see if this will help. Mind if I remove my shirt? I'm sweating right through it. There...ahhhh...much better! Now, let's see if this will help with your problem." "Uh, Doc?" "Yes?" "What are you doing?" "Sheriff, in my studies I have learned that cureing shoulder pain can easily be done through the nipples. Lean back while I do this. I know precisely what I'm doing. mmmmmmmm" "Oh...I don't think I like...oh...oh" "If I sit on your stomach I can access both your nips more easily. Mind if I?"
Uncertain of the procedure, Sheriff Dave begins to get up and go. "My shoulder's feeling better now. I think I'll be going." "You aren't going anywhere til I'm done with you!" The Doc slaps a choke hold on Dave and pulls him down to the floor. With amazing speed for a man in his sixties, the stout Doc wraps his legs around Big Dave's throat. "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way." Dave keeps resisting, trying to break free. "Have it your way, Sheriff. The hard way it is!" "AAARRRGGHH" To restrain his patient, Doc Kent sits on Sheriff Dave's face and continues his nip treatment. "Mmmmmmmm" "OH... OH....OH...." "See? Feeling better already, aren't we? Now this will make you feel even better!" Doc Kent reaches into Dave's pants. "OH...what...what?" "Just relax. I am a trained physician. I know exactly what I'm doing. This will help speed your recovery. Mmmmm...nice..." "Ohhhh...ohhh"
Deputy Jason was walking by when he heard the struggle. Silently stepping into the outer office, Jason sticks his head in the door just enough to see the "examination" in progress. "OHHHHHH" Doc Kent is making the Big Sheriff shoot a load. But to maintain a clean examination room, the good Doc is sucking the load right out of Dave's hefty cock. "Mmmmmm mmmmm there now. You should be feeling much better now mmmm." "You're right. I do feel better. Thanks, Doc." "Don't thank me...I am glad to be of service!" "How did you?" "Fortunately, I was a wrestler in College." The Doc sits on the big Sheriff's chest and pins his arms over his head. "It comes in handy when dealing with difficult patients." But just before the Doc expresses his gratitude with some mouth to mouth, Jason can hold it in no longer.
"HAHAHAHAHA" The outraged Doc reacts, "Deputy! What the hell is this? No witnesses are allowed in my office. OUT!" "HAHAHAHAHA" Dave gets to his feet and hurriedly gets dressed. As he brushes past Jason, Dave says, "you saw nothin'." "Yes sir, Sheriff. I saw nothin'. But I remember plenty! Hehehe."
Two days later, while at his Jailhouse desk, Sheriff Dave gets an unexpected visitor. Jason shows his contempt, "Looka here. It's half-a-Buck no luck, nobody gives a fuck. What you want, midget?" "I ain't no midget you fat ball of crap! Taller than you and half as wide!" Dave intervenes, "what's your business, Little Buck? You got a message for me?" "That's right. The Judge wants to see you, alone. Ten o'clock, tonite at the Shady Lady Saloon." "That old place? Hardly anybody goes in there. What's this all about?" "I've told you all you need to know. And to make sure you're alone, fatboy Jason here will be behind bars while I hold the key." Dave holds Jason back. "Let's play by their rules until I see where this is going." "But Sheriff, you know it's a set-up." "I'm hoping Marshall Joe will arrive in time to witness Judge Bill in the act of gross mis-use of power. That ought to be enough to cost him his job. And enough to send the Buchanans back to the state pen."
At the appointed hour, Sheriff Dave heads into the Shady Lady, a bar known for the worst beer in town. There's a small stage where dancing girls used to put on a show. Judge Bill Creed is standing on it wearing his judicial robes. Big Buck is leaning on the bar. Other than a husky bartender and a couple of drunks there's no one else here. "ORDER, ORDER IN THE COURTROOM!" The Judge bellows and pounds a gavel on a small table. "This trial will commence. It is charged that Sheriff Dave Sexton is guilty of gross mis-conduct, insubordination and dereliction of duty and that he is unfit to wear the badge of Sheriff. How does the accused plead?" "I plead that you're out of your mind. This is no trial. More like an ambush. How much were you paid to release the Buchanans?" "SILENCE! By the power invested in me by the State of Montana I find you guilty. Sentence to be carried out immediately."
The bartender rapidly grabs Dave's arms from behind. "Hold him, Steve." "You got it Buck." As the burly bartender holds Dave back, Buck lays into Dave with lefts and rights to the gut and face. "Payback's a bitch...and so are you, you weak bastard." "OOOOFFF....OOOOFFFFF" "I've been waiting for this day for too long." "OOOOOFFF....OOOOOOFFF" Dave breaks free of the bartender's hold long enough to jab a stinging right into Buck's face. "OHHHHHhh" The Sheriff avoids Steve's fist, takes the bartender off his feet and proceeds to stomp on the big man's gut. But Buck is up quickly and puts his big boot in between the Sheriff's legs from behind. Sheriff Dave goes down in pain. Just as Steve and Buck begin to lay into him, Judge Bill pounds his gavel again. "STOP! Justice is MINE!" Judge Bill removes his robe. He's wearing nothing but fighting trunks and shoes. "Now...justice will be served!"
"Let me out of here you little weasel! When I get out..." "You'll what? Suck my balls? Hehehehe, I hold the key, Chunky and the way I see it...you ain't gettin' out cause your fat-ass boss ain't comin' back. There ain't no two ways about it. He's as good as dead." Desperate times call for desperate measures. "Alright, Little Buck. I see I'm on the losin' end. But hey, I can be useful. Bring your balls on over here! I'll suck 'em, yes sir!" "You will?" "Sure! If Dave's out of the picture, the Judge just might make you Sheriff! Ever think of that!" "Yeah! I ought to be Sheriff. It's time I was boss! And first thing I say is for you to suck my balls! Hehehehe." "Bring 'em on over...mmmm"
"Let him go boys, Sheriff Dave is all mine!" Buck and Steve set back to see what Judge Bill can do. The Judge isn't as big as the Sheriff, but he is a big man. Dave moves in and throws a hard right cross, the Judge catches it and twists Dave's arm hard behind his back. "AAAARRGHH" Bill immediately wraps his other arm around the Sheriff's throat. "UUUnnghhh...YOU'RE BREAKING MY ARM!" "Damn right! Serve me...pledge to obey me and suck my dick and this can all be over!" "NEVER! AAAGGHHHH" Sheriff Dave throws himself back hard enough to knock Judge Bill down. But his arm is clearly injured.
"Okay Jason. You want 'em, here they are." "I'm ready boss! Just unlock my door." "No. You think I'm stupid? You ain't gettin' out tonight. Ain't happening. You suck 'em through the bars." "Okay boss. My tongue's long enough. Come on....closer." "FUCK!OOOFFFF" The big Deputy grabs Little Buck by the belt and drives his big fist into Buck's gut three times before grabbing the smaller man by the lapels and banging his face hard into the iron bars. "AAAGHH" Little Buck is seeing stars. Jason rips the keys off Buck's belt and shoves the staggering man backward. Once out of the cell, the hefty Deputy pounds Little Buck down to the floor before picking him up for a good hard bearhug. "AAAAGGHHHH...uuunngghh" He then lifts the smaller man up and body slams him onto the floor of the jail cell. "Don't EVER call me FAT!" Jason slams the cell door shut, locks it and heads toward the Shady Lady.
Halfway down the street, Jason sees a rider approaching. It's Marshall Joe. "Jason! Where's Sheriff Dave?" "He's at the Shady Lady. I think it's a trap!" "I'll ride ahead. Run as fast as you can!" "Okay! I'm right behind you!"
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10/11/2019 12:18 AM"Sheriff Dave, what seems to be the problem this morning?" "Hi Doc. It's my shoulder. Whenever I raise my left arm over my head I get a pain." "Come sit over here. Take your shirt off." "Okay." The Doc removes his coat. "My, it is going to be a hot one today. I'm sweating already." The Doc feels Big Dave's shoulder. "Does this hurt?" "No. It's just when I raise that arm." "I see. Let me try something and see if this will help. Mind if I remove my shirt? I'm sweating right through it. There...ahhhh...much better! Now, let's see if this will help with your problem." "Uh, Doc?" "Yes?" "What are you doing?" "Sheriff, in my studies I have learned that cureing shoulder pain can easily be done through the nipples. Lean back while I do this. I know precisely what I'm doing. mmmmmmmm" "Oh...I don't think I like...oh...oh" "If I sit on your stomach I can access both your nips more easily. Mind if I?"
Uncertain of the procedure, Sheriff Dave begins to get up and go. "My shoulder's feeling better now. I think I'll be going." "You aren't going anywhere til I'm done with you!" The Doc slaps a choke hold on Dave and pulls him down to the floor. With amazing speed for a man in his sixties, the stout Doc wraps his legs around Big Dave's throat. "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way." Dave keeps resisting, trying to break free. "Have it your way, Sheriff. The hard way it is!" "AAARRRGGHH" To restrain his patient, Doc Kent sits on Sheriff Dave's face and continues his nip treatment. "Mmmmmmmm" "OH... OH....OH...." "See? Feeling better already, aren't we? Now this will make you feel even better!" Doc Kent reaches into Dave's pants. "OH...what...what?" "Just relax. I am a trained physician. I know exactly what I'm doing. This will help speed your recovery. Mmmmm...nice..." "Ohhhh...ohhh"
Deputy Jason was walking by when he heard the struggle. Silently stepping into the outer office, Jason sticks his head in the door just enough to see the "examination" in progress. "OHHHHHH" Doc Kent is making the Big Sheriff shoot a load. But to maintain a clean examination room, the good Doc is sucking the load right out of Dave's hefty cock. "Mmmmmm mmmmm there now. You should be feeling much better now mmmm." "You're right. I do feel better. Thanks, Doc." "Don't thank me...I am glad to be of service!" "How did you?" "Fortunately, I was a wrestler in College." The Doc sits on the big Sheriff's chest and pins his arms over his head. "It comes in handy when dealing with difficult patients." But just before the Doc expresses his gratitude with some mouth to mouth, Jason can hold it in no longer.
"HAHAHAHAHA" The outraged Doc reacts, "Deputy! What the hell is this? No witnesses are allowed in my office. OUT!" "HAHAHAHAHA" Dave gets to his feet and hurriedly gets dressed. As he brushes past Jason, Dave says, "you saw nothin'." "Yes sir, Sheriff. I saw nothin'. But I remember plenty! Hehehe."
Two days later, while at his Jailhouse desk, Sheriff Dave gets an unexpected visitor. Jason shows his contempt, "Looka here. It's half-a-Buck no luck, nobody gives a fuck. What you want, midget?" "I ain't no midget you fat ball of crap! Taller than you and half as wide!" Dave intervenes, "what's your business, Little Buck? You got a message for me?" "That's right. The Judge wants to see you, alone. Ten o'clock, tonite at the Shady Lady Saloon." "That old place? Hardly anybody goes in there. What's this all about?" "I've told you all you need to know. And to make sure you're alone, fatboy Jason here will be behind bars while I hold the key." Dave holds Jason back. "Let's play by their rules until I see where this is going." "But Sheriff, you know it's a set-up." "I'm hoping Marshall Joe will arrive in time to witness Judge Bill in the act of gross mis-use of power. That ought to be enough to cost him his job. And enough to send the Buchanans back to the state pen."
At the appointed hour, Sheriff Dave heads into the Shady Lady, a bar known for the worst beer in town. There's a small stage where dancing girls used to put on a show. Judge Bill Creed is standing on it wearing his judicial robes. Big Buck is leaning on the bar. Other than a husky bartender and a couple of drunks there's no one else here. "ORDER, ORDER IN THE COURTROOM!" The Judge bellows and pounds a gavel on a small table. "This trial will commence. It is charged that Sheriff Dave Sexton is guilty of gross mis-conduct, insubordination and dereliction of duty and that he is unfit to wear the badge of Sheriff. How does the accused plead?" "I plead that you're out of your mind. This is no trial. More like an ambush. How much were you paid to release the Buchanans?" "SILENCE! By the power invested in me by the State of Montana I find you guilty. Sentence to be carried out immediately."
The bartender rapidly grabs Dave's arms from behind. "Hold him, Steve." "You got it Buck." As the burly bartender holds Dave back, Buck lays into Dave with lefts and rights to the gut and face. "Payback's a bitch...and so are you, you weak bastard." "OOOOFFF....OOOOFFFFF" "I've been waiting for this day for too long." "OOOOOFFF....OOOOOOFFF" Dave breaks free of the bartender's hold long enough to jab a stinging right into Buck's face. "OHHHHHhh" The Sheriff avoids Steve's fist, takes the bartender off his feet and proceeds to stomp on the big man's gut. But Buck is up quickly and puts his big boot in between the Sheriff's legs from behind. Sheriff Dave goes down in pain. Just as Steve and Buck begin to lay into him, Judge Bill pounds his gavel again. "STOP! Justice is MINE!" Judge Bill removes his robe. He's wearing nothing but fighting trunks and shoes. "Now...justice will be served!"
"Let me out of here you little weasel! When I get out..." "You'll what? Suck my balls? Hehehehe, I hold the key, Chunky and the way I see it...you ain't gettin' out cause your fat-ass boss ain't comin' back. There ain't no two ways about it. He's as good as dead." Desperate times call for desperate measures. "Alright, Little Buck. I see I'm on the losin' end. But hey, I can be useful. Bring your balls on over here! I'll suck 'em, yes sir!" "You will?" "Sure! If Dave's out of the picture, the Judge just might make you Sheriff! Ever think of that!" "Yeah! I ought to be Sheriff. It's time I was boss! And first thing I say is for you to suck my balls! Hehehehe." "Bring 'em on over...mmmm"
"Let him go boys, Sheriff Dave is all mine!" Buck and Steve set back to see what Judge Bill can do. The Judge isn't as big as the Sheriff, but he is a big man. Dave moves in and throws a hard right cross, the Judge catches it and twists Dave's arm hard behind his back. "AAAARRGHH" Bill immediately wraps his other arm around the Sheriff's throat. "UUUnnghhh...YOU'RE BREAKING MY ARM!" "Damn right! Serve me...pledge to obey me and suck my dick and this can all be over!" "NEVER! AAAGGHHHH" Sheriff Dave throws himself back hard enough to knock Judge Bill down. But his arm is clearly injured.
"Okay Jason. You want 'em, here they are." "I'm ready boss! Just unlock my door." "No. You think I'm stupid? You ain't gettin' out tonight. Ain't happening. You suck 'em through the bars." "Okay boss. My tongue's long enough. Come on....closer." "FUCK!OOOFFFF" The big Deputy grabs Little Buck by the belt and drives his big fist into Buck's gut three times before grabbing the smaller man by the lapels and banging his face hard into the iron bars. "AAAGHH" Little Buck is seeing stars. Jason rips the keys off Buck's belt and shoves the staggering man backward. Once out of the cell, the hefty Deputy pounds Little Buck down to the floor before picking him up for a good hard bearhug. "AAAAGGHHHH...uuunngghh" He then lifts the smaller man up and body slams him onto the floor of the jail cell. "Don't EVER call me FAT!" Jason slams the cell door shut, locks it and heads toward the Shady Lady.
Halfway down the street, Jason sees a rider approaching. It's Marshall Joe. "Jason! Where's Sheriff Dave?" "He's at the Shady Lady. I think it's a trap!" "I'll ride ahead. Run as fast as you can!" "Okay! I'm right behind you!"