Bounty Collected

A New Job

As the months went on, Anna and Arthur had developed a little side job for themselves to bring in some extra money for the gang. At a saloon in Saint Denis, Anna would lead wealthy men to believe that she would sleep with them. Arthur would wait for her signal and barge in the room to rob them. Arthur and Anna arrived in Saint Denis for their next job. They rented a hotel room in the saloon. She spent the early evening getting ready. She needed to look her best to attract the wealthiest men. She wore a burgundy silk dress with a corset bodice and her raven hair pinned to one side, cascading down her chest. Arthur watched her as she sat in front of the mirror doing her make up. He had a bad feeling in his gut about the night's activities. He couldn't place it, but he sensed trouble. He ignored the feeling, just thinking it was because he just didn't like the idea of her seducing other men, even if it was just an act.
"Ready?" She said turning to him with a smile.
"Yeah." He replied. She stood up and gave herself a last look in the mirror before turning to Arthur.
"How do I look?" She asked while fixing her hair. He placed a hand on his chest in response to the pain that just hit him from the sight of her. She was everything he would ever want in a woman and more.
"You look...beautiful." He blushed at his honesty.
"Aw, thank you. You're just being nice. This will do though, right? I'm bound to get someone interested, right? She said fiddling with her corset.
"You'll get them all interested." He said. She placed a hand on his cheek and smiled at him as if to say 'thank you'.
"Will you tie my corset the rest of the way?" She said turning her back to him. He felt heaviness in his heart. He was almost afraid to touch her because he didn't know if he would be able to stop himself. He was careful just to touch the fabric of the ties.
"Thank you. You head out back and wait for my signal. I will open the window when I am ready. Wish me luck." She said guiding him to the back door of the room.
"Good luck. Be careful." He said exiting the room. He turned around and gave her one last look as she closed the door.

After 7pm, the saloon really got crowded. Anna had many men offering to buy her drinks and making commentary on her looks. None that appeared to be the 'big fish' she was looking for. Finally, she saw a well-dressed man in a 3-piece suit talking to another man at the bar. She could tell by looking at the suit that the man was wealthy. It wasn't like the typical wanting-to-look-expensive-but-not-breaking-the-budget types. This was the real deal. She saw him glancing over at her during his conversation. She began to get excited. He was tall, thin with a mustache. Didn't seem like it would be hard for Arthur to intimidate him. She smiled at him, giving him permission to come over to her.
"Hello, miss...?" He said asking for her name.
"Sarah Davies." She responded holding hand out for him to shake. "And you are?" He kisses the top of her hand.
"Harrison Beechwood. Pleasure to meet you, Miss Davies."
"Oh the pleasure is all mine, Mr. Beechwood."
They spend the next hour or so making small talk and flirting back and forth. By this time, Beechwood had plenty of whiskeys. He was slurring a bit as he spoke.
"You know, Mr. Beechwood, oh perhaps I shouldn't say. It's not very ladylike." She said feigning modesty.
"Oh, g-go on. You can tell m-me."
"Well, I do have a room upstairs, if you would like to accompany back for a bit?" She said.
"You bet I would!" He said, immediately standing to show he is ready to go.
"Let me pay my tab first." She said obviously trying to get him to pay for her
"Oh, no. I i-insist. Let me." He slurred pulling out a large wad of cash. She did not look at it because she didn't want him to grow suspicious. They both got up and walked towards the stairs. She noticed 3 men who were sitting near them, were following them.
"Mr. Beechwood, there are men following us." She said acting nervous.
"Oh, don't worry about them. They are with me. They are my protection. You can never be too careful." He said as if trying to impress her. Oh no! Arthur. He isn't expecting anyone extra. I don't want to start any more trouble than necessary.
"That makes me a little nervous. A girl can't be too careful either." She said trying to get him to call them off.
"Don't worry, they will wait outside." He said grabbing her arm tighter urging her forward. She didn't want to arouse suspicion, so she made up her mind. She wasn't going to risk anyone's life over $50 or so.
When they got in the room, he quickly pushed her against the wall and undid the strings of her corset roughly. Once it was loose, he grabbed her shoulder and pushed her towards the bed. She stood in front on the bed and he undressed her quickly. She didn't react much. She had accepted what was going to happen. He took in the sight of her perfect naked body before pushing her backwards on the bed.
Arthur waited outside wondering what was taking so long. What the hell is she doing in there? She told me to wait for the signal. I'll just wait.
Back in the room, Beechwood ran his hands all over her naked body before undoing his pants. Within a sec, he rammed himself inside her. She let out an instinctive yelp. He was very rushed, slamming in and out of her very quickly. She was looking at his face, that was staring back at her. He was sweaty and grunting softly with each thrust. In a matter of minutes, he told her he was ready. Before she knew it, he pulled out of her and released all over her pelvis and stomach. This annoyed her.
"That was great." He said, giving an encouraging slap to her thigh. He put himself back together before heading towards the door. He blew her a kiss on his way out and left.

She sat up and used the whiskey left over in the glass to clean her stomach off. She was quickly trying to get dressed before Arthur grew tired of waiting. She did not want him to know what took place to save herself from the embarrassment and judgement. Just as she pulled her dress up, Arthur came storming in the room. He saw her with her dress undone and hair all messy.
"What happened??" He asked in an almost panic.
"Nothing. It just didn't work out. Better luck next time, I guess." She said while fixing her dress.
"Will you zip this up so we can go?" She said impatiently.
"Anna." He said stopping her from hurriedly gathering her things. "What happened? You were supposed to open the window for me before anything happened." He said in a low growl clearly letting on that he knows exactly what happened. She sat on the edge of the bed, fingers rubbing her temples.
"He had bodyguards with him. Three of them. I didn't want anyone getting hurt." She said in a defeated tone. He looked at her with anger.
"And you..." he gestured to the bed, "let him..." he chuckled in annoyance. "Of course you did. God DAMN IT!!" he said, punching the wall with extreme force, causing her to jump with fright.
"Arthur.." she pleaded, "stop. It's not a big deal, it was for the best."
She slowly approached him with a sympathetic look in her eyes. He just looked at her with so much anger. He turned her around roughly and pushed her against the wall. He held her there for a moment, letting her thoughts run wild with what he was going to do.
Oh God. What's he doing. Not Arthur. He's not like that.

He zipped up her dress and stormed out of the hotel room, heading down to the horses. She gathered the rest of her things and headed down the back stairs out to the horses as well. Arthur had already mounted his horse and was just waiting there silently. The ride back to camp was particularly quiet.