Switch's Western Story

[iSwitchBitch]

Note: This story is part of a battle that can be found here:
Banna vs iSwitchBitch


The sun beats down on Sam, and a dry wind whispers past as she smiles cockily, looking down at her handiwork. The town drunk, a nuisance to all, lay before her naked squirming in her expert hogtie. Every now and then a piece of garbage thrown at him from the crowd would hit and he'd let out a loud "oink!" through the custom-made pig face mask locked over his mouth and nose. The crowds jeers had reached a fever pitch and Sam could tell they wanted more. Confident as ever, she strides up to her mechanical horse and gives it a smack on the ass while quickly climbing to a standing position. It let's out a puff of steam and its powerful legs beat around the arena with the cowgirl riding on top, waving to her fans. The arena clean up crew drags the bound animal away as she hypes the crowd up. After about five minutes of this, she straddles the horse once more, her cheeks sore from smiling, pulling to a stop inches from her new prey. This time it's a young, athletic darkskinned boy she doesn't recognize. She can tell from his expression, he knows exactly who she is, however. He stands beneath her, defiantly holding eye contact, but they both know he's not fooling anyone. He's afraid of her.
Neither is move an inch, as Sam probes every inch of the boy with her eyes. A trickle of sweat rolls down the forehead of the tense pig-boy as his wild eyes flit around for a safe place he'd never find. Chuckling, she slowly reaches up and pulls the cigar out of her mouth, tossing it to the ground at his feet, causing him to let out an involuntary "Oink!" and jump back. She gives him a cold, stern look and gestures at the cigar with her chin. The boy's eyes widen in fear, but he understands... shuffling forward he puts it out with his bare foot causing him to let out another loud "oink!!". The crowd roars with laughter and his eyes water as he lowers his head in utter humiliation. With a kind smile she dismounts and walks up to the boy, her expression catching him off guard.
She asks, "Are you okay, boy?" as she struts closer.
He tries to respond, dazed, but all that comes out is a quiet, "Oink?". Immediately blushing when the unexpected sound comes out. She giggles at this, further confusing the boy, and cautiously continues closer. The crowd goes quiet, just as confused as the pig... why is she being nice to him? When she's finally on him, their difference in height is made apparent, standing a full head above the hunched pig-boy with her heeled boots on. Before the boy can snap out of his stunned state, she loops the end of a rope she had attached to her horse around his exposed balls and tugs it tight. She gives the boy a wink and casually struts back to her mount as he struggles, wide-eyed, to untie it with the pig hoofs attached to his arms. Straddling her horse the yells out, "YEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAW" smacking the sides of the machine with her boots and leaning forward taking the terrified boy along for the ride.
After 5 minutes of sprinting he can take no more and collapses, his limp body submitting to his fate of being tugged through the mud until Sam looks back, howling with laughter, and decides to stop. She casually dusts herself off and marches through the mud back to the pig, sobbing through each exhausted gasp for air. Roughly she grabs him by the head and directs his attention to her muddy boots, ordering him to stick out his tongue. She then proceeds to shine her shoes with his face. When they are spotless, she turns her attention back to her prey and expertly allows her muscle memory to put him in a restrictive hogtie, this time adding a few more elements like binding his elbows together and tying his head back by his hair. When she's satisfied she spits in his mouth and smacks her horse allowing it to drag his squirming body to her quarters. As the crowd cheers her on demanding an encore, she walks up to her manager and whispers something in her ear. They share an evil grin and her manager gives Sam a nod before following the pig and horse to her quarters.
After a couple more pigs fall to the Rodeo Queen, her manager returns, followed closely behind by another girl awkwardly stumbling on her high heels. She wore an extremely short, tight silk dress, with the back exposed. More of her delicate dark skin could be seen than the dress itself. Her glossy, red lips blending perfectly with her ball gag. Walking close to the edge of the arena, she let out a small yelp whenever the crowd's many hands reached out and smacked her toned ass, or groped her in inappropriate places. Catcalls echoed through the arena, causing her to blush profusely. The humiliation had an odd effect on her however... it turned her on. When they reached Sam, the girl glared at her angrily, only to get an evil grin back. Sam strutted up to her and groped her... chastity device? It held the girl's penis firmly tucked away so that everyone would be none the wiser when they are fucking her senseless after the show. She lets out a sigh as the realization hits her that tonight was going to go by very slowly for her...