Lil had told her girls to “dress in their best and prepare for the worse”, but she had no idea how bad the worse was. John H. Geiger had been an ambitious man in his youth; he had come to Montana in his 20’s, held a number of jobs including school teacher, U.S. Marshal, mining manager and contractor. As a mining manager he worked for one of the biggest operations in the Kootenai. He was able to buy land and had large holdings along the Fisher River, if he wanted it and it wasn’t his; he found a way to make it his. The disappearance of the homesteader who shot his mare was only one story related to his brutality. He carried a .32 automatic in his hip pocket and wasn’t afraid to use it. No man who thought he had the advantage over John Geiger, ever lived to see another day.
Aside from the Lost Paradise and his ranch; he also owned a hotel, but it was more work than he had imagined. Geiger was married to a good woman named Emily, but his appetites scared her and she left the ranch shortly after the honeymoon and moved into town. He would visit her rooms and force her to satisfy his degenerate needs. The neighbors knew better than to complain; Geiger did not like dealing with complaints unless it was with a Winchester. His wife’s departure from the house only allowed him to bring his mistress to it. She was the wife of the Funeral Parlor owner and brought her own kink into the relationship.
Geiger had adopted 2 children from Spokane Washington (a boy and a girl), but the boy’s relationship with “uncle John” was contemptuous and he left the house. Rumors were rampant about his relationship with his adopted daughter; some say she was servant while others said she was his sex slave, but none tried to rescue her. No husband protested if Geiger wanted his wife, but instead felt as though a wife’s good name could be sacrificed if it would advance their own position with Geiger. Geiger made the Sheriff in Seattle seem like a saint.
There was something else that Lil was unaware of; something that could undermine all of her efforts. When she and Lic Mee had tied up the miner and Sal; she believed the bartender would release them within two days, but the bartender didn’t. He went looking for Sal the following day and found her bound atop the outraged miner. Both of them were furious and he could hear Sal cursing and threatening everyone including him. He went out of the room to get a knife to cut the ropes, but decided to cut the throats of Sal and the miner instead. After washing the blood from his hands and changing clothes, he went about his business. Later on that night when the sheriff asked about Sal, the bartender told him to look upstairs. The Sheriff found the two bodies and Sal’s empty safe. He wanted to talk to Lil, Rita and Lic Mee, but found they had left; there could be only one explanation. A judge signed a warrant for the women’s arrest for a double homicide. Wanted posters were dispatched to every local Sheriff’s office including those in Montana. Lil and her girls were wanted and were not in a position to barter with John Geiger.
When they were ready, they went downstairs past the desk and winked at the landlord. His cock began to swell in his trouser leg just thinking about the earlier events, but his wife’s voice killed the moment, “Those tramps are up to something and that crooked Sheriff is a part of it.”
“I think you should be careful when you talk about the Sheriff, he isn’t like me.” Her husband replied.
The sun had gone down and there were gaslights lighting the dusty main street. The Lost Paradise was the only building with any activity; horses were tied at the rail outside and a honky-tonk piano was being played on the inside. When they got to the door they found Tommy Two-Tongues in a chair outside.
“Evening ladies, the Sheriff told me to entertain you until he gets back. He had to go to his ranch, apparently that girl he adopted has been a problem and he saw a need to give her a whipping with a bit of hickory. I’ll get you a table and some drinks.” Tommy was talking to the women, but his focus was on Lic Mee and she could feel the attraction.
“I’ve never seen an Indian lawman before, do they let you use a gun.” Lic Mee asked in a taunting manner.
“There aren’t many of us Mam and yes I have a gun…a big gun. I’d love to let you see it some time, maybe you could even hold it and squeeze off a couple of rounds” Tommy could taunt too and there were smiles all around. “You ladies need to be careful when dealing with Sheriff John, he doesn’t always deal off the top.”
“Will you watch out for us deputy” Lic Mee asked.
“I’ll do what I can, but the Sheriff doesn’t take kindly to betrayal”
“But I’m really good to my friends” Lic Mee countered, “and you want to be my friend don’t you?”
“Oh yes Mam, and I really do want you to hold my gun and squeeze the trigger; squeeze it slow”, Tommy smiled and the three women laughed. He turned to Lil and the levity left his face. “Seriously, he can be down right mean, cruel beyond belief and that’s why they call him the Bull of Swamp Creek. I’ll do what I can to watch out for you, but he has something on me and swore to see me at ropes end if I ever betrayed him.”
Lil knew he was trying to warn her off, but she needed the Sheriff to get what she wanted, “A pact with the devil perhaps, but I think the devil is all I have right now. Ok enough doom and gloom; where are those drinks, we’ll start this party without him.” Tommy signaled to the bartender, who brought a bottle and glasses to the table. As the saloon filled up, the women found themselves to be the object of every man’s attention. There were marriage proposals and indecent proposals; each came with an offer for a drink. It was a party and they were the guests of honor.
Miles away at the sheriff’s ranch a light glowed in a bedroom window. The night owls and predators that searched for weakened or sleeping victims turned and disappeared when the girl screamed. The sound was like that of a banshee; high pitched and without restraint. When she stopped there was a silence that was as black as the night. “Please, please take it out. I will let you have what you want, I will give you anything, I will be good daddy, just take it out.” As he withdrew the barrel of the rifle, the girl sobbed. A trickle of blood ran down her leg; she had been bound to the mantle of the fire place with arms upheld and legs spread as the sheriff sodomized her with the rifle.
“I am tired of waiting for you. For ten years, I’ve brought you along. When my wife found out I wanted you she left, but that was OK. Your mouth was every bit as talented as her cunt and you were only 14. You knew what you had to do and you knew the ramifications of denying me. Your brother tried to be a hero, but he was easily broken and turned ass and ran rather than take me on. You’re 17 now and a woman, you will serve me and bare my children.” There was madness in his eyes and spittle at the corner of his mouth. He was more dangerous than the four legged predators outside. As he released her from the mantle he grabbed her by the arm and led her to his bed where he pushed her onto her back. He pulled down his trousers and long underwear, exposing his hardened cock. He pushed her legs apart and shoved the cock into her dry pussy; the girl winced and let out cried out. “My cock or the rifle, which will it be?” The girl didn’t say a word; she stifled back tears and spread her legs. “That’s my girl” he smiled and continues to fuck her until her pussy was raw and then he came.
There was no conversation afterward. The sheriff pulled up his underwear and pants, tucked in his shirt and buckled on his gun. “Clean yourself up, I may want you when I get home; right now I got business with some whores” There was no response from the girl, she laid there with rear stained cheeks, numb to everything around her. She was alone and this was her fate. She nodded to the sheriff and he turned for the door, “Oh and wash that blood off my sheets, you got any idea how much I pay for those things.” She nodded again and the sheriff went through the door.
It took him over an hour to get to the saloon and when he got there the piano was loud and the party was in full swing. He shot Tommy Two-Tongues a scowl, that made the Indian divert his eyes. “I see Tommy has taken care of you and that you’ve encountered the riff-raff that calls this town home. You sure that you want to do business here, it can get rough.”
Lil was trying to hear and read the lips under the moustache and when he asked the question she nodded. He leaned forward to speak directly into her ear, but the scent of the French toilet water caught him off guard and he was momentarily silenced. “Tell you what, let’s go up to my office and talk; Tommy will watch your girls.” His breath was hot on her neck and she knew instinctively that the invitation was a rouse. He was about to do what every man tried to do; take what he wanted and leave her with nothing. Lil was ready; she would let him have his inch, but would give him no more. She got up from the table and whispered in Rita’s ear and then let the sheriff lead her up the stairs.
Lic Mee looked at Rita and asked what Lil had said. “She told me that we shouldn’t wait up, that she would do what ever she had to just to make this work. I know that Lil won’t give up until she’s made good on her word, so I suggest Tommy keeps us company until we can’t see” Rita picked up the bottle and poured another glass and then finished it. Tommy looked at Lic Mee and asked if she wanted another drink, but she declined.
“I wouldn’t want to handle your gun after drinking anything more, it might go off prematurely.” Rita, let out a laugh and turned to the deputy.
“Sounds like she wants to do a little target practice and is willing to supply the target. Why deputy I do declare you are blushing”
Upstairs the sheriff was opening a cabinet and pulling out a private bottle. He poured Lil a glass and told her to relax, “Just tell m what you need and we’ll negotiate.
“I want to buy a building; a house to entertain in.”
“You want to open a whore house. The city and county frown on prostitution, but depends on me to control the situation. What’s in it for me, aside from the usual benefits.”
Lil looked at him and tried to read the cold eyes. “Thirty percent of the house and the “usual” benefits times three” Lil made the offer and took a drink.
“If I supply the house then I want half and the usual benefits times three”
“But we want to buy the house not lease it, or rent it. My girls and I have the money and we’re ready to pay.” Lil took another drink.
“I imagine you do have the money, you were willing to kill for it weren’t you? “ The sheriff pulled the wanted poster from his coat. Lil felt a chill pass through her as she read the wanted poster. WANTED FOR DOUBLE MURDER
Tree Common Whores
Lil Oliver, Lic Mee and Rita Ryan
for the murder of
Sally McGregor and Bill Milford
“You girls are looking at the rope. A damn shame given your talents”
Lil took another drink, “We didn’t kill them; they were alive when we left, ask the bartender”
“Well Lil it seems he’s the one who reported you, so I guess you’re up shit creek so to speak. What have you got to say?”
“OK 50% and the benefits”
“Sorry Lil that offer expired. The way I see it; I’ll give you a dollar for every trick you turn, a room to live in and one to work in at my hotel. I’ll take you or any of your sluts whenever I want and you’ll give me what ever I want.”
Even the whiskey, could not dull the pain of what she was feeling. There was no way to escape; he had them. “I think I’ll take a taste of those benefits right now. Bend over the desk and spread your legs!” Lil tried to resist, but the big man’s hand hit her in the left cheek and spun her around. Before she realized what was going on he had her bent forward across the desk with her dress and petticoats over her head. He yanked her pantaloons down and put both of his hands on her ass. He was used to taking what he wanted and Lil was no match; just as she was regaining her senses he shoved his cock in her ass. “Good, you’re awake. I want you to feel every inch, over and over just like a fucking bitch does.” Lil grabbed the table with both hands refusing to let him know how badly she was hurting. The ordeal went on for over a half hour. When he was ready to cum, he spun her around, shoved her to her knees and pushed his swollen cock into her mouth. In seconds he came and forced her to swallow. “Now go tell your friends to get ready to move. I figure there’ll be a line down Main Street every day and night, until you lose your looks, then you get fifty cents for every trick. You start tomorrow and you have no way of escaping from Libby tonight”
He was right; there was no escape. In less than ten minutes she had gone from being determined to being destroyed. She made a half-hearted attempt at straightening out her clothing and hair, then left the room trying to hide her pain. She felt emotionally and physically spent, but had to gather her friends and face telling them about their situation. When she approached the table she found Lic Mee on Tommy’s lap, while Rita was hustling miners who’d give her $10 just for a peek at her thigh. The women saw something in her face that told them things weren’t right. “We need to talk ladies; sorry Tommy I should have listened to you, but right now I have to talk to my girls” Lil’s voice was trembling. She hadn’t just painted herself into a corner, but had put the only two fiends she had in jeopardy. Lil’s survivor instincts began to kick in as she thought about how she had gotten past her fathers abuse, her brothers, the con-man and every man that came through Sal’s door. She would be damned, dead or both before she let this brute destroy her.
Before they left the saloon Tommy grabbed Lil’s arm and said, “Whatever I can do.”
When they got back the boarding house was dark; they made their way up the stairs as quietly as possible. Once in the room a lantern was lit as well as the oil lamps on either side of the dressing table. “We’ve been had. Sal and the miner are dead and we’ve been charged with their murder. He’s wants to take everything we have and sell us to every man in town until they no longer want us and then he’ll probably turn us in for the reward; he is as Tommy warned, cruel and evil.” She could see the confusion and terror in the others. “I’m sorry I got you into this.”
Rita looked at Lic Mee and then at Lil, “I seem to recall volunteering” she said and Lic Mee agreed.
“I got us into this and I will get us out. I may not have killed Sal and the miner, but I have killed to survive and will again if I must” She had no sooner spoken the words, than there was a knock at the door.
“Lil, it’s me Tommy; let me in.”
“What do you want? Did your boss promise you part of the usual benefits too, or do you just feel entitled? Go get fucked…..elsewhere deputy!”
“Lil, it’s not like that, I want to help. I told you he was bad and I think now you know just how bad. I think we can help each other, please let me in.” Lil hesitated; he had warned or at least tried to warn her about the Geiger, but she had refused to take his warning into consideration. She was exhausted, in pain, and angry; every emotion a woman could feel ran through her except desire. She had no place to turn and no friends other than the two women she had involved; she couldn’t see how life could get any worse.
“OK, quiet down; the last thing we need is for you to wake that bitch of a landlady” Lil opened the door and told Lic Mee to keep an eye out just in case the damage had been done and the landlady was awakened. “Before I trust you I want to know what the sheriff has on you; you said he could have you at ropes end, why?”
“My name ain’t Tommy Two-Tongues; I changed it when I started running from the law. My mother was Belle Starr an outlaw, my father was an outlaw too and I started having problems with the law when I was a kid. The sheriff found a poster on me for killing a Marshall in Oklahoma and was ready to collect the reward, but figured a bad man like me would be a good to have at his side. I’ve done more despicable things with this badge on my chest than I ever did when I was a robber. He has me on a rope like a guard dog and if I don’t do what he wants, he’ll see me hung. I want this to end, but if I kill him I’ll hang for sure.”
“So you’re in the same place we are, what do you know about us?”
“The Sheriff doesn’t give me details, just tells me what to do and who to do it to. He told me to keep an eye on you; that you might try to run out on him. I figured you must have a reason to run and might be willing to join up with me.” Lil explained their situation and told him that she wasn’t going to be a two bit whore fore that pig of a sheriff. “He’s one mean pig too. His wife lives in town, afraid to see him and afraid to leave. His adopted son ran off leaving him alone with the girl out at the ranch. I think he’s using her like his own private play thing. I’ve seen her and she’s like empty shell; a child without life in her. The man is evil and no one can touch him.”
“But he’s the Under-Sheriff, where’s the Sheriff?”
“Nobody knows. He rode off to visit all the towns in the county and no one has seen him since. It’s just a matter of time before Geiger takes over and then it will be too late. Whatever is going to happen has got to happen now.”
“Where is he?”
“The saloon, but he’ll be going to the ranch soon. We need to get him tonight, or tomorrow you’ll be the two bit whore he promised you’d be.”
“Get out a bottle of whisky Rita. Pour three glasses and then give it to me. I’m tired and want to put an end to this; fucking sad when an honest whore can’t make a living. Tommy or whatever your name is, go tell the sheriff that you heard us arguing and that my two friends aren’t convinced we should stay; I’ll take care of the rest.”
Rita pulled a bottle from her satchel along with the glasses. She poured the three glasses and handed the open bottle to Lil. Lil went to her carpet bag and pulled out a small bottle marked “chloral hydrate”. It was Sal’s bottle of knockout drops and she dosed two of te glasses and then the bottle. She watched out the window and saw Tommy and the Sheriff leave the saloon and walk down the street toward the boarding house. She was afraid that the sheriff would wake the landlady, but knew nothing could be worse than their promised futures. The Sheriff told Tommy to stay downstairs and keep watch and headed for the women’s room. Lil heard him coming and started talking out loud, “How far do you think we’ll get. The man’s a beast and he’ll hunt us down!” The Sheriff heard her and broke into the room.
“She’s right, I will hunt you down and those pretty necks will get stretched. You bitches are mine, get used to it. Lic Mee approached the Sheriff.
“But I didn’t kill Sal it was all Lil’s idea, she made me come with her.”
“Oh that makes it different; I’ll see to it that you get to watch her hang first. She made you come huh, well what say I make you cum too. The Sheriff grabbed her; he was huge compared to the Asian girl. He pulled her up close and ripped her dress. Lic Mee was petrified; she wasn’t acting. “Take off your clothes you Chink whore; your mine now!” While Lic Mee sobbed and disrobed, Rita tried to calm the Sheriff.
“Take me instead, I know more tricks”
The Sheriff just looked at her and said, “You’re dessert, I’m saving you for last so you might as well strip.” Lil picked up a glass of the whiskey and took a drink.
“I tried to tell them, honest. They said, they wouldn’t do it and wanted to run. I told them there was no place. Please don’t hurt them they didn’t know” She took another drink while the Sheriff picked up another glass. He threw the contents on the floor and poured a full glass from the bottle. He took a big swallow.
“I’m going to enjoy this, I haven’t had a Chink whore since I left San Francisco; she was pretty like this one, but I’m afraid too fragile. I was fucking her while she was tied up spread eagle on my bed. Apparently I was too big for her little pussy; hell she couldn’t have been past twelve, anyway she started to cry out so I put my hands around her throat. I guess I broke her. I gave the Madam an extra hundred to secure a new girl, but never got back there to break her in. I guess you’ll just have to do.” The Sheriff finished the glass and poured another. Lic Mee was trying to get her corset off when the Sheriff stood and lunged for her. The chloral hydrate’s affects were immediate; his eyes rolled back in his head, he stumbled forward and fell to the floor.
The noise he made was loud enough to wake the dead and the landlady. “Sylvester, wake up you fool and find out what’s going on!” The landlord was dreaming of Rita and had an evil grin on his face. In the dream she was naked on her hands and knees and she was sucking his cock as he sat in a chair while his wife was forced to watch. “Sylvester wake up!” She shook him until the dream vanished and he woke. When he stood up his hardened cock was obvious through his night gown. “For God’s sake you filthy old man, go out there and find out what’s going on!” The shrillness of her voice shot through him and his cock shrunk down to nothing.
When he got to the door he ran into the deputy. “Go back to bed, the Sheriff is having some fun.” he told the little man who conveyed the message to his wife.
“Those sluts are not going to use my house as their parlor; Sheriff or no Sheriff!” she went to the door and confronted Tommy.
In the mean time, the three women got the drugged Sheriff to his feet. They took him to the door and then to the head of the stairs. The landlady shoved her way past the deputy and started up the stairs. Lil saw her coming, “Have a good-night Sheriff, it’s been fun.” The land lady was about to step onto the landing when the women leaned the Sheriff forward causing him to fall down the stairs. He fell forward striking the unsuspecting landlady in mid step. Both of them rolled down the stairs coming to a rest at the feet of Tommy Two-Tongues and the landlord. Both bodies laid there intertwined; both had broken necks.
“Hortence? Hortence are you alright?” the landlord asked as he prodded the still figure.
“I think they’re dead Sylvester, I’m sorry” Tommy said. The little man just knelt there looking at the body of his tormentor. “You stay here and I’ll go see what happened.” Tommy went upstairs to the women’s room. “It appears the Sheriff has had a tragic accident and in the process killed poor Hortence your landlady.” He was almost able to say it with a straight face, but the irony of the situation was too much and he broke into a grin. He reached for the bottle, but Lil suggested he not take a drink. Rita broke out a fresh bottle and poured four drinks into clean glasses.
“To our future” Lil announced. And the others lifted their glasses.
When Tommy, went back down the stairs he found Sylvester cradling his dead wife with a hand on her breast. “She wasn’t always mean, I guess she just got tired of my needs. I don’t know what I will do without her; this place won’t be the same.”
Tommy looked at Sylvester and said, ”Those ladies were looking to buy a house from the Sheriff, but I don’t think his wife will sell to them. Talk to them when you feel better. I’m sure they’ll be interested in the boarding house. I’m going to go wake up Mr. Gompf at the funeral parlor; I’m pretty sure his wife will be upset too, cause they were fuckin. Hell Mr. Gompf might just bury him for free to be rid of him” The little man wasn’t really listening; he was fantasizing about taking his dead wife into their bed and taking full advantage of her silenced condition.
“Deputy could you help me move her back into our room, I don’t want people to see her under the Sheriff?” The two men pried the dead woman from under the dead Sheriff and Tommy carried her into the landlord’s bedroom where he laid her on the bed. “Thank you, I will clean her up before they take her.” When Tommy left, the landlord removed his dead wife’s night gown. Her pale white body was still warm. He removed his own gown and laid next to her. He ran his hand over her soft fleshy body and brought it to rest on her bushy cunt. He spread the lips and found it to be moist but not wet. He spit on his fingers several times massaging the spit into the woman’s pussy. He thought of all the times he had wanted her in life and was rejected; soon his cock reached it’s full enormous potential and he parted the woman’s legs and pushed it in. He continued to fuck his dead wife’s remains, while talking to her; he said everything he had ever held back. He felt his cock swell until he couldn’t help but cum. “There, that wasn’t so bad was it…bitch” He rolled off the body, went to the wash basin and bathed himself and then her.
Tommy returned with the Gompfs, as predicted the wife was upset while the Mr. Gompf was fighting to overcome laughing at the corpse. Tommy helped him load the Sheriff into a coffin and carry it out to the wagon. While the undertaker was with the landlord, Tommy removed the Sheriff’s badge, wallet and the wanted poster he had shown Lil.