{"product_id":"2940045465946","title":"Dude Ranch From Hell: Lily","description":"\u003cp\u003e\"Ahem!\" My gaze swung left as someone cleared their throat, and fixed on a tall, dark cowboy, dressed in fringed, sienna colored pants, a pumpkin tinted shirt, and black boots. He leaned against the wall his cheek bulging slightly from an apparent chaw.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe Judge hitched his head at the cowboy. \"Ms. Davenport, This is Scott Randolph.\"\u003cbr\u003eMr. Randolph pushed himself off the wall and stood six feet from me. He tipped his hat and mumbled. \"Ma'am. Please call me Tex.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI nodded at Mr. Randolph. \"Tex.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt was hard to get a handle on Tex's looks, because large, dark lenses of gold wire-rimmed sunglasses hid his eyes and he wore his worn, black, pinch front, cowboy hat low. He wore no gun that I could see. Instead, a bullwhip hung from his belt.\u003cbr\u003eHis chestnut brown hair was long enough for the ends to rest on his shoulders. His square face supported the hint of a mustache on his upper lip. He looked ominous, but I had the feeling he was more businesslike.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAfter a thirty-second delay, Judge Dickhead said, \"Mr. Randolph has an alternative proposal to prison, which we wish to discuss with you.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"An alternative?\" My hopes rose. \"Yes, I'll take it. Anything's better than prison.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Nevertheless, papers need to be signed, so you need to know what you'll be getting into.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I'm listening,\" I said, not hiding my sarcasm.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Some think it's bad as or worse than prison,\" rolled off Mr. Scott (Tex) Randolph's tongue with a voice as deep and mellow as Sam Elliot.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Is it just as long?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"No, for every day you serve, you are forgiven ten days of your sentence.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eMy mouth dropped open. \"That's six and a half months. I'll take it. Where is this and what do I do?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eYou will spend all of your time at the Dude Ranch.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI narrowed my eyes. \"Dude Ranch?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe scratched the back of his neck. \"Ah-huh. It's a ten thousand acre spread we have about fifteen miles from here in Hell Valley.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"And…what do I do?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"You would be a servant. You would serve the clients.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eA single eyebrow rose. \"Am I missing something? What would I be serving?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThis is a bondage, bdsm Dude Ranch. You will be doing the same thing you've been doing or will be doing in prison, except no one will sneak into your cell and rape you in the middle of night.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"BDSM? With whips and chains?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Yes, there's some of that, it's up to your Master.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI scrunched my nose. \"Master? So I would be a sex-slave.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Sometimes, yes.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I don't know.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eTex glanced at the judge. \"Well, your honor, it appears Ms. Davenport isn't interested, so I'll be on my way.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI gulped again. Sixty-six months of prison verses twenty-eight weeks of being a sex-slave. It was no contest. \"I didn't say I wasn't interested. It just scares me a little.\"\u003cbr\u003eJudge Asshole spoke up. \"Mr. Randolph. Would it be possible to give Ms. Davenport…say a ten day trial at your ranch, where after the ten days she could stay or go to prison?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Sure, if it's all right with Ms. Davenport.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"It is.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Good, sign this paperwork.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I stepped over to the desk and initialed all and signed the last sheet.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Good,\" the cowboy said in his baritone voice. \"I'll be outside while you give the Judge a blowjob.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eMy mouth dropped open. \"Wha-a-a-a?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Give the Judge a blowjob.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI swallowed. \"He just gave me the maximum sentence.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"And he's letting you spend your reduced sentence at the dude ranch.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Do I have to?\" I whined.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe nodded. \"It's part of the deal. Now take off the jail jumpsuit, suck Judge Stevens dry and make sure you swallow.\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"New Dawning Books","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47110336151792,"sku":"2940045465946","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940045465946_p0.jpg?v=1763976346","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940045465946","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}