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The (Not So) Great Train Robbery pt5

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 The Not So Great

Train Robbery

Part 5

 

(Part 5…hoooboy)

Meanwhile…(yeah I aint even gonna fight it anymore)

The Marshal was still trying to regain her wits while she whimpered to herself still on the bathroom floor.   Her clothes still in a disheveled state she ignored that little detail  as she slowly raised her bottom up as she kept her face smooched against the wood floor.

This was turning out to be one of the worst days of her life.  Her butt felt like an over cooked pot roast and it probably looked like it too.  She couldn’t even touch it because it felt like she could fry eggs on her backside.  She tried to massage around her deeply red ass cheeks but wasn’t helping in the slightest.   Moaning to herself she tried to get herself back on her feet while trying not to pass out from the pain in her backside.  Oh what she wouldn’t do right now for just 1 ice cube.

She would sell her soul for just one cooling cube of goodness.  Well maybe not her soul.  Deputy Fly’s soul most definitely, and to get a whole cube of ice would be more than twice what he is worth.   Having finally gotten herself to her feet she grabs onto the sink to wait for her legs to stop wobbling.   She reached behind her and lifted the lid of the commode.  She could feel a slight cool breeze emanating from the open surface so she stuck out her well burnt backside to get as much of it as she could.  Moaning softly she held her butt cheeks over the Lou for any sense of relief she could get.  It was then she looked up that she spotted it.  There sitting in the medicine cabinet was the Pain Soothing Cream.  She almost couldn’t bring herself to believe it.  After all the abuse her butt had gone thru to finally see something that could provide some relief was almost more than she could hope for.  She slowly reached up for it, almost afraid that it would turn out to be a figment of her imagination and vanish but it turned out to be real.   The marshal took the bottle from the cabinet and held it up to her (facial) cheeks.  “Oh thank you thank you thank you.” She muttered over and over.

“Hey Marshal!” Deputy Fly blurted out as he appeared at the door of the commode.

“Gaahh!!”  The Marshal gasped as she fumbled with the bottle of cream, nearly dropping it due to Deputy Fly’s sudden appearance.   She got the bottle under control and hugged it safely in between her magnificent boobs.  “Wh..What !?” The marshal stammered while crouching down to try and conceal as much of herself as she could as she recalled that large parts of her outfit had been burned off by now.  “The Engineer made some fresh coffee and he wanted to know if you would want any.” Deputy Fly told her as he help up an old cast iron coffee pot in front of her.  The Marshal started to yell at him but stopped herself at the last moment.  She suddenly realized that every time that she balled out the little dipshit somehow her ass paid the price for it.  Deciding to take a different tactic for once and hopefully get rid of him all the faster and save her poor backside another painful mishap. 

“Err yes that would be…nice.”  She said with a very insincere smile on her face.  Totally failing to notice this lack of sincerity and accepting it all at face value he simply gave her back one of his goofier grins.  “Just set the pot down anywhere and go back and give the engineer my thanks.”

And with that Deputy Fly started to turn to head back towards the engine.  Biting back a snarl The Marshal also turned around so she could open the jar and apply the blessed cream to her hot buns.  “Oh my shoe is untied.” Deputy Fly muttered to himself as he stepped on his shoe lace.  He knelt down to tie it back up and for not the first time that day he didn’t pay any attention to what his deadly broom was doing and what it was doing  was whacking the Marshal in the butt .  “Eeeyyaagghhh!” shrieked the Marshal as the whiskered end of the broom scrapped across her very tender bottom causing her to jump up and cup her cheeks which were once again in pain. What was worse was that the coveted bottle of cream was now flipping up into the air in a somersault that had it descending towards the open lid of the john.

“Nooooooo!!!!!!” bellowed The Marshal as she dived to catch it but could only watch in horror as the fragile bottle fell thru the opening to smash into the hard ground of the train tracks and splatter its contents over the ground for the brief second before the speeding  train carried along its way.  Kneeling down and grasping the rim of the toilet with her hands she could only look down the opening grinding her teeth as she fought to hold back her rage as her face got even redder then her ass.  Unable to hold it any more she started throwing a good old fashioned temper tantrum.  Pounding her fists on the toilet seat and kicking her feet. “Waaahh why me?!” she bawled like a 5 year old.   Too bad for the Marshal because if she had acted more her age she would have been spared what happened next for her kicking feet knocked the precariously placed coffee pot to slip from its perch and spill its steaming hot contents right on to the Marshal’s burnt and bare backside.  “YEEEEEOOOOWWWWW!” the Marshal screamed as she once again had her cheeks burning a bright red.  Being almost incoherent with rage and pain she stuck her head down the toilet hole, sticking her butt up in the air while she continued to vent her anguish down the hole.  Deputy Fly ogled at the sight before him before making a slightly uncomfortable retreat back to the cargo car. 

Back in the caboose our favorite dubious duo were getting ready to make their big move.

Bandit Rose and Cheeky Rita had painfully pulled themselves back together and had made their way to the rear door of the passenger car behind the luxury one.  Rubbing her throbbing ass Bandit moaned quietly to herself as she dusted down her now rather threadbare outfit (especially the seat of her pants) Her “perfect plan” to rob the train had certainly derailed somewhere along the way and she was more than willing to lay a very large chunk of the blame on her inept little nincompoop of a sidekick whom she was berating at this very moment.

“Ok you little idiot are you sure you know what to do this time or do I have to explain it to you again?” Bandit asked.  “Oh Si, Si Baneet I gits it dis time” Cheeky Rita eagerly replied.
Knowing better then to tempt fate and just accepting the validity of that statement Bandit Rose made her repeat “the plan” to her just for her own sake of mind.
“We is gonna breaks in toos dis car and hold ups all de rich peeples and thens we is gonna  steels de beeg secret invention and then we will be da rich’s peeples!” Cheeky replied proudly at being able to actually remember all that.  Bandit had to admit to herself that she was impressed by this as well but she would rather shove a cactus down her pants then let Cheeky know that.  Which is a rather odd though since that was something that had more or less already happened to her today, and more than once at that.  “Ok close enough now before we go give me your pistol.” Bandit Rose ordered her and held out her hand impatiently for Cheeky to fill it.   Knowing better than to keep her waiting Cheeky quickly handed it over to her.  Bandit broke it open and sure enough it was empty.  Bandit wasn’t taking any chances after what happened after that one fouled up bank job.  Even to reminisce about that one made her ass shudder.   “Ok when I count to 3 you get ready to go.” Bandit ordered her.  “Do you mean we go on the count of ‘tres’ or do you…” Cheeky was saying before she was interrupted by Bandit. “Don’t you dare start that nonsense now you just go when I tell you GOT IT?” And by Bandits tone and Bandit’s fist under Cheeky’s nose she got it. 

Meanwhile …(mmm that’s butter) In the passenger car Mr. Dorf was  trying to calm his already frazzled nerves.   He was trying to conceal it from the other passengers all members of his board of directors and investors in his company. They were all riding along to help promote his new invention, and take a fancy trip all on his dime. He had even paid for a high priced photographer to come along and take pictures. He was at the front of the car now setting up his apparatus to take a group picture.  It was no use. He couldn’t take his mind off the fiasco this trip was turning out to be, especially with that screwy Marshal running things.

How he let her talk him out of his own private car in the first place still baffled him.  She was sitting up there with all his liquor and soft leather furniture in his heated compartment while he sat back her on a poorly padded bench stuck in between his lovely trophy wife Helga and his mother.   Sitting next to the Beautiful and very buxom Helga was not a problem at all and he could even handle his crone of a mother scowling at him and Helga.  It is her two vicious mini mongrels that are hard to put up with.  They liked to treat his fingers like sausages. Even the Beautiful Helga cooing in his ear and massaging his ear lobes wasn’t doing anything to relive his tension. “Oh well at least things can’t get any worse” Mr. Dorf thought to himself.

   “Everybody put your hands in the air this is a stickup” Bandit Rose yelled as she kicked open the door.   As all the hands went up Mr.Dorf almost passed out. Bandit took up a position by the rear door while Cheeky moved to the front of the car and pointed her (empty) gun at the passengers. “Yes it is with your hands that sticking with the up is what you should doing with them” Cheeky tossed in just to be helpful.  Bandit fought back the urge to shoot her.  Just.  “OK everybody as you are now very apparently aware of this is a robbery” Bandit purred menacingly to the passengers. “My… companion will now have you put all of your valuables into her satchel if you all would be so kind.”   “Si Everybody put your goodies in my bag” Cheeky replied eagerly as she took the canvas sack that was stuck in her pocket and held it out with both hands and started down the aisle to collect the swag.  This proved to be one of many mistakes that were about to start happening.   For as Cheeky started moving forward something that has already happened several times today just happened again.  Cheeky’s baggy pants once more fell down around her ankles to expose her quite shapely legs and curvy bottom in the white panties with big red hearts.  “Eek my characteristics” she squeaked.  Her pants around her boots Cheeky started to lose her balance.  She dropped the sack and began clutching around for anything to stop her from falling but unfortunately the only thing she managed to get ahold of was Bandits pants.  A pair of rather overstressed pants that couldn’t handle any more strain, and with a loud RIP Bandits pants literally came apart in little shards of black denim.   Bandit now found her own very shapely legs and delectable backside in a pair of sexy red French panties exposed to everyone in the car.  Several of whom were now finding it rather difficult to keep their hands up when certain other body parts were starting to “rise” as well.   “Ah no no no not again” Bandit shrieked as she found herself once again humiliated mid crime.  Bandit’s gun belt had fallen with what remained of her pants to tangle around own ankles causing her to have to fight no lose her balance.  Cheeky still splayed out on the floor reached forward and tried to gather up the remains of Bandits pants for whatever good that would do.  The only good that did was to raise her bottom up to give others a pleasant view of both desperadoes’ bottoms now.

“Get your hands off me you little moron” Bandit snarled at Cheeky as she bent over to try and reclaim something to prevent her own level of humiliation.   This only gave the two pets of Mama Dorf’s a nice delectable target and they both jumped from her lap to sink their very sharp needle like teeth into each of Bandits butt cheeks.  A look of shock and disbelief but then the pain hit which was followed by a very loud “SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK” from Bandit Rose. A shriek that was so loud it blew out all the windows in the passenger car and even the eye glasses much to the chagrin of said victims deprived of the sights before them.

“OW OUCH OHH GOD IT HURTS GET EM OFF GET EM OFF MY AAAASSSS” screamed the wiggling Bandit Rose as the two mean mouthed mutts continued to chew on her posterior.  “Ay yi yi Bandeet I will gits them” Cheeky gasped as she finally if wobbly got herself back on her feet.  At that moment the front door of the passenger car burst open and like a Chivalrous Knight of Old with a lance in charged Deputy Fly with his broom at the ready after hearing the commotion.  With the broom handle leading the way Fly rushed in to try and stop the hold up.   The broom handle came up right between Cheeky’s inner thighs and slide right up into her crotch and carried on until the head of the broom bumped into Cheeky’s rump. “Ooohhh” squeeled Cheeky as this sensation rippled thru her. Bandit Rose was not as lucky as the other end of the broom rammed its way right in between her butt cheeks ripping a hole in her panties and went forward a couple of inches. “Oooohhhh” groaned Bandit as she went cross eyed as she was introduced to a quite different sensation.  The two mongrels didn’t pay any attention to the intrusion between them and just kept chewing.  Deputy Fly lost his grip on the broom after crashing into Cheeky Rita and thus began to lose his own footing. As he started to fall backwards he reached out and grabbed the first thing he could.  That just happened to be Cheeky Rita or her boobs to be precise. Down went Deputy Fly with Cheeky Rita on top of him.

Cheeky Rita soon found she had something else poking her near her crotch.  Bandit Rose was still dancing around trying to remove the horrible hounds from her butt when the room was filled with a large flash as one of the big flash powder drums went off as he took a picture of the scene before him.  A picture of Bandit Rose bent over with no pants on with 2 dogs clamped on to her ass with a broom shoved up said ass. “Oh God at least things can’t get any worse” Bandit thought gloomily to herself.  Wrong again Bandit, wrong again for that’s when Helga Dorf got up from her seat and stepped up to take a stance in front of Bandit.  As quick as a cat she reached out and batted the gun out of Bandit’s hand.  “Hey you dumb blonde bimbo what do you think you’re doing” Bandit yelled at her.  It was at that moment that Helga took off her jacket to reveal a pair of curvaceous mammary glands that were almost a rival for Bandits own.

Also revealed was a pair of rather well developed muscles on her arms.  Helga grabbed Bandit by her collar and yanked her up to eye level.   “I can no longer stand idle while this undignified display of ignoramus activity is displayed before us” Helga replied in a very refined and intelligent way.  This brought all the action in the passenger car to an abrupt halt. Even the mongrels stopped chewing on Bandit’s butt and gave each other a wtf look.  While everyone was taking this in not being ready to take in such an acute statement from the statuesque blonde Helga took advantage of the awestruck from everyone and grabbing Bandits blouse she tugged on her shoulders and with another loud rip she pulled down until Bandits blouse was pinning her arms at her side and on the plus side her boobs were now on display in matching low cut sexy French bra for those without impaired eyesight.  Having this much fantastic sexual femininity on display was nearly too much for several of them to stand…not that some of them could stand up at this point anyway.  Helga picked up Bandit and started shaking her back and forth like a little rag doll.  At least it dislodged the broom handle from her ass but it made the mutts dig in deeper just to hang on.  Cheeky and Deputy Fly were still rolling around on the floor unable to get up because Fly had gotten his feet tangled up in Cheeky’s fallen pants,  and not that he was in any big hurry to get out of this position.   Getting to the point where her ass couldn’t take any more of this punishment Bandit had to do something to get out of this.  She quickly lifted up her feet and put her boots on Helga’s well-muscled legs and pushed with all her might.  Suddenly Helga lost her balance and found herself and Bandit Rose falling forward into an uncontrolled summersault.  The 2 mutts let go of Bandits much mangled ass at the last second before hitting the hard wooden floor.  Using this new wave of pain to her posterior Bandit lets out a loud cry of anguish and reflex hits and her legs shoot out straight sending Helga flying towards the front of the car to go crashing into the other large container filled with flash powder.  The photographer jumped to get out of the way and accidently set off the trigger to the charge on the container and once more the car was filled with a Big Flash and bang.

“Yeow” Helga bellowed as she went flying back the other way now sans her skirt and blouse and trailing fire and smoke from the seat of her frilly pantaloons.   She landed back on the seat in between Mr. Dorf and his mother.  The seat of her pantaloons were completely blown off exposing her now bright red cheeks with blackened and still smoldering fringes of the hole.

Taking advantage of the situation Bandit painfully got to her feet and turning around she pulled Cheeky off Deputy Fly, who kept a hold on Cheeky’s shirt and pulled it off.  “Ay yi” Cheeky squeaked as she bounced up and down.  Overload was very quickly approaching now for many of the passengers.  “Shut and run you stupid boob” yelled the almost as exposed Bandit as she grabbed Cheeky by her ear and dragged her along behind her and thru the front door.  Mr. Dorf jumped to his less than impressive height and turned to his mother in the other seat. “Take care of her Mama I have to stop them” he said and then pulled the nearly comatose Deputy Fly to his unsteady feet which the first thing he saw was Helga’s “hot ass”.  Mama Dorf just smiled and picked up her large hard leather purse and once her son had left the car started to spank poor Helga on her burnt butt.  Whack whack whack went the purse. “Ow ouch Yeow” went Helga.    Kicking open the doors Bandit and Cheeky ran thru the luxury car straight to the cargo carrier. A few seconds later Dorf and Deputy Fly stumbled in.  “Where is that moron of a marshal” Mr. Dorf asked. “Uh last time I saw her she was in the can” Fly replied helpfully.    And on that thought he turned and opened the lavatory door and what a sight was before them.

There was the poor Marshal, or at least there was her ass because all you could see of her was her bright red ass and kicking legs.  The rest of her was crammed in the toilet.  When Bandit and Cheeky had ran thru they had slammed the door shut and it had hit her square in the ass sending her to crash head first into the open Lou although you could hear her yelling for someone to get her out of there.    As they were extracting her, the train suddenly took a big lurch as it came slamming to a halt, almost sending the marshal back headfirst into the toilet. Someone had pulled the emergency stop cord.  Next they heard a loud crash that was followed by another crash. The Marshal doing her best to cover herself up with what little remained of her outfit.  The trio made its way to where the incredible invention of Mr. Dorf was being held.

Breaking in the door they found the cargo door open and found a large tarp that had been covering something which was next to another large object that was still covered by a tarp.

Mr. Dorf quickly ran up to the other tarp and pulled it off.  Underneath it was a 4 wheeled contraption.  “Gosh what the heck is that thing” asked Deputy Fly?  “It is an automobile you uneducated moron” The Marshal snapped at him.  Actually it was raising some question with the Marshal too.  “This is what we’ve been guarding all this time something that has ALREADY been invented” The Marshal asked?  Mr. Dorf who was standing next to the quite ugly piece of mechanical monstrosity was wiping his forehead with a hankie and looking quite relieved for some reason.  “Oh thank goodness they stole the wrong one” replied Dorf.   “What do mean the wrong one” The Marshal asked.  “I mean they stole the wrong one. There is the working model” which Dorf pointed out as the one he was standing next to “and there is the display model which those 2 dummies took” Dorf.  “What’s the difference” The Marshal said.  “Because one works and one doesn’t” Dorf said. “Those idiots in the factory gussied up the wrong one so I had to bring both” he replied almost happily.   By now the Marshal was looking almost as confused as her deputy.  “I brought both because as you have guessed I did not invent the automobile but I did invent the new motor that powers it. Unlike the primitive steam powered vehicles this one is run on a new fuel called gasoline” Dorf explained. “And before you can ask again I had to bring both because the other model has a severe design flaw. I wasn’t going to bring it but since they put all the trim and décor on it I brought it only to be used as a display” He said.

“What is the flaw” both The Marshal and Deputy Fly asked at the same time?  “It has a tendency to…” Dorf started to explain before a loud BOOM could be heard off in the distance where all 3 looked they could see a column of dark smoke rising off in the distance. “…explode” finished Mr. Dorf.  Marshal Marsh only looked at the smoke in the distance and couldn’t stop herself from laughing out loud.  Oh this was delicious she thought to herself. Not only was she not going to get into trouble with the Mayor for botching up this assignment her arch nemesis Bandit Rose made off with the wrong one and gotten blown up in the process. She was laughing so hard she didn’t notice that the train had started moving again.  Deputy Fly not being able to make any sense out of any of it simply leaned back to rest against the wall which happened to have a large lever on it.   A lever that controlled a large wench and tackle set that was used to load and unload large cargo.  It was all on a large spring which Fly had just released the tension from and let the main arm go jutting forward to snag the Marshal’s still intact suspenders.
“What the hell” The Marshal yelled as she suddenly found her being raised off her feet and all but being tossed out the open door.   Dangling by her suspenders her all but ruined clothes ripping away and leaving her tied up by the rags with her knees rammed up against her breasts, her suspenders up under her arms not allowing her to lower them and her bare ass hanging down.  “Ahh get me down you stupid little moron” the Marshal ordered the deputy. Both Deputy Fly and Mr. Dorf turned to try and retract the mechanism but it wouldn’t budge.

“Uh its jammed” He mumbled.  “Get me down from here no…YEEEOOUUWWW” screamed the Marshal as her already well cooked ass was now being dragged across the top of one of the many cactus that ran along the tracks of the Ash Crack Runs.  “Ow o wow” went the Marshal.

Thump scratch went her ass as it was dragged along the top of another cactus.

“AAAHHHH!” went the Marshal. Thump scratch went her ass. “OWWWWCH!” went the Marshal. Thump scratch went her ass and so on.

“Well” Deputy Fly thought to himself. “at least its only 5 miles or so to town where a band and large crowd were gathered to greet the train when it pulls into the station.”    Deputy Fly just continued to watch the Marshal’s thorny ride when he saw the black column of smoke in the distance.   And at that distance a fancier looking version of the automobile was chugging down a dry rocky back road. An automobile that showed a raging inferno of dark red fire and black smoke underneath the passenger booth when suddenly the two doors opened and two figures jumped out.  Two passengers with similar infernos of fire and smoke raging across the seats of their panties as they ran hopping and slapping at their flaming posteriors.  And over their screams of ouch, ow, and yeow could be heard a squeaky little voice saying. “Ay Yi Yi our Cahrumbas!”

 

 

Finally The End

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slr1238's avatar
Great hot buns story.Nice ending scene with the cactus.I always wanted a woman to be in a cactus scene like Bluto in the Popeye cartoon.