The Book of Paul Ruebens

The Dom with a Lasso

((just a little Smut thing I came up with))

Isabelle had heard there was an evil gang of riders that were in the town, a group of some western men known as "Leland's boys" 
The members of the group were: Harvey, Taylor, Arvid, Uncle Jude, and Nogales Sanchez.

One day while working in the bar, the group came through and demanded the whereabouts of a man named Valentine. As she was bringing a tray of drinks to a table she accidentally bumped into one of the men. "My goodness, I- I'm so sorry there sir, I didn't mean to bump into ya."  The man looked up at her  and tipped his hat a little.

"No worries there, Miss. I'm sure it was just an accident, just make sure it don't happen again."

He said as he locked eyes with her.  She felt a shiver go down her spine but gulped and went on her way, putting the drinks down at a table where some people were sitting. "Here we go fellas, 5 whiskeys."

As she was making her way back over behind the bar, she was blocked by Harvey who chuckled as he looked her up and down.

"And where do ya think yer goin, Missy?" The boys and I are kinda thirsty, and we were hoping you would give us some, but we ain't drinkin' from no damn glass we want a bottle. FULL!!" And ya better get it here stat! Or I'll have to make ya"

Isabelle tried to keep herself calm, she was slightly shaking but she didn't want to upset the man, she immediately ran to the back of the bar and started gathering up full bottles of whiskey for the men and brought them to the counter.

Harvey, Taylor, and Sanchez approached the bar, with Arvid close behind his brothers.

Isabelle turned away for a quick second, as Harvey went to grab a couple of the whiskey bottles he pulled her back by her hair and had his gun to her head. To which Arvid pushed him off and  coldcocked him in the jaw, sending Harvey backwards.

"You got yer damn whiskey, leave the lady alone! Or I'll put MY gun in YOUR face!!"

Harvey rubbed at his face and grabbed one of the bottles and left, with Sanchez and Taylor following behind with Uncle Jude close behind with the whiskey bottles.

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Later on that evening while closing up the bar, Isabelle sensed movement and stepped out from behind the bar and approached the doors, as she makes her way over suddenly a hand clasps over her mouth and she's pulled back up against the wall.

"Just be quiet now, Miss. I'll ask that you don't say a word. It's just us, no one else is around for miles."

As the hand uncovers her mouth she turns around to face the figure, then realizes it's Arvid.

"How long have you been here? Did you not leave with yer little group?"

Arvid smirks. "Oh, I have my ways darlin."

"Well, id give you a freebie but I'm closing up, so I'm gonna have to ask you to leave sir."

As Isabelle tried to walk away, Arvid decides to wrap a rope around her and pulls her back over to the wall, except now she's against the wall and he's face to face with her now, holding her arms above her head, his hands holding them in place.

"Now now, darlin, is that any way to treat a guest?" Sorry for the rope, but this is for yer own good."

As he keeps one of his hands against hers to keep her against the wall, his other hand begins to linger  down to the bottom of her skirt, they lock eyes and she bites her lip as she feels his hand brush against her skin. "Wh- wh-- what're you gonna do with me?"

He smirks as his hand runs up her thigh, and he begins to caress it.

"I'm making you mine... wether you like it or not."

He leans in and kisses her passionately. Then slowly moved a finger up and down, stroking her undergarments making her wet. Seeing/hearing her whimper to the feel of his touch was music to Arvid's ears.

"You hear me darlin', you're mine."