The Showdown
By M.C.
A beautiful female sheriff singlehandedly takes on a gang of vicious outlaws in the Wild West.


Author's Note: This is a recurring theme that I've written about quite a few
times in previous stories. What can I say? I just find the theme of a rough,
tough town in the Wild West being tamed by an even tougher woman sheriff so
damned erotic. Enjoy.

Chapter One: The New Sheriff

It had been one week since Penny Garfield rode into town and was hired, out of
total desperation, to become the town's sheriff. The pretty blond was sitting
at her desk in the sheriff's office calmly brushing her long, beautiful hair
when she heard the sound of horses off in the distance. Glancing up at the
clock on the wall Penny smiled and said, "They're prompt, I'll say that for
them - when they say high noon, they mean high noon." As the sound of the
approaching horses grew louder, the female sheriff placed her hairbrush in the
desk drawer, rose to her feet and walked over to the stand where her gun belt
with two colt 45 revolvers was hanging.

She removed her six-guns from their holsters and carefully checked to make
sure that each one was fully loaded and ready for use. With her pistols ready
for action, the beautiful sheriff strapped the gun belt on around her waist
and prepared to go out and face the notorious and feared Craig Wilson gang of
outlaws that had been terrorizing the town.. Before leaving her office
however, Penny briefly paused in front of the mirror that was hanging on the
wall near the door and fluffed up her beautiful blond hair (Penny believes
that a girl should always try to look her best - even when she's about to
engage in a gunfight against a gang desperados). Satisfied with her
appearance, the intrepid woman then opened the door and went outside.

Penny walked out to the center of the town's main street and put her hands on
her hips. "Well, well boys," she began as the six large, tough men dismounted
from their horses and began to strap on their gun belts, "when you say twelve
noon, you mean twelve noon. I like that." You'd think that one lone woman
facing off against six large and vicious gunmen would be a cause of concern
for her. But ironically, instead of showing any trace of fear, Penny had a
wide grin on her beautiful face! Then she got serious and said in a strong,
firm tone of voice, "You boys have been terrorizing everybody in this
territory for far too long and it's about time someone put a stop to it once
and for all; and I'm just the girl to do it!"

As the roughest and toughest gang in the territory began to approach her, the
pretty sheriff thought to herself, "This was almost too easy. All I had to do
to bait them into coming here for a showdown was beat up and spank Craig's son
Eric, toss him in jail and wait for his father and his gang to come and try to
free him." Penny also beat up the two other members of his gang that were with
Eric but allowed them to escape so that they would go back to their hideout
and tell Eric's father what she had done to his son. "This worked out exactly
as I hoped it would," Penny thought and added with an evil grin, "they
swallowed my bait - hook, line and sinker; and here they are."

To someone watching (hopefully from a safe distance away), the scene that was
now unfolding in the middle of the town's main street must have seemed very
surreal. For here was pretty Penny Garfield - all five feet-six inches and 120
pounds of her - facing off against the roughest, toughest and most feared gang
of outlaws in the territory; and she was grinning! Surreal to say the least.

"Why did you beat up my son and then humiliate him with a public spanking last
night?" the large, gruff man bellowed as he and his men began to approach the
pretty sheriff. Despite their closing in on her, Penny stood exactly where she
was with her hands on her hips - and still grinning! "I punished your son and
his friends because they were behaving very badly in the saloon. They were
groping the dancehall girls and bothering all of the other customers. So I
ordered them to leave town immediately - or else! (Penny knew that she had
baited Eric and his friends to challenge her after she ordered them to leave;
it was, after all, part of her plan). But your son and his friends refused to
leave so I had to teach them a lesson. And as far as the spanking goes, it's
like my mother used to tell me while she was spanking my father whenever he
misbehaved, 'Remember this Penny, there's nothing like a good spanking after a
beating to put naughty men in their place'. And it's a lesson that I've never
forgotten."

(You may be asking yourselves how Craig, his son Eric and all the other
members of his notorious outlaw gang - all of whom had bounties on their heads
- could freely come into the town and do whatever they liked whenever they
liked without any fear of being arrested. The answer was simple: fear of
retribution of what Craig and the rest of his outlaw gang would do should
anyone try to apprehend any of them. The people of the town had put out word
that they were in desperate need of a strong, tough sheriff who could bring
law and order to their town, but nobody was brave enough to take the job;
nobody until Penny showed up that is. As a sheriff for hire, Penny had heard
about their town's plight and came to see what she could do to straighten
things out).

Chapter Two: The Fight

Furious now, Craig Wilson and his five henchmen lowered their hands so that
they would be closer to their guns - should they decide to draw on the pretty
blond sheriff. Noticing this, Penny did likewise and lowered her hands near
her two colt 45s that were fully loaded and ready for use. Though they were
vicious outlaws, the compassionate side of Penny felt that she should at least
try to reason with the six men that were confronting her. "You know boys, we
can avoid any bloodshed that might occur here today if you'd just lay your
guns down on the ground and accompany me to the sheriff's office." Then,
somewhat oddly considering the situation that she now found herself in, Penny
added with a girlish giggle, "I've got some, nice comfy jail cells just
waiting for you; tee, hee, hee."

Penny knew that there was absolutely no chance whatsoever that Craig and his
gang of hardened criminals would comply to her request. They were, after all,
wanted men and being arrested meant long prison terms for each of them. But
she still felt the need to at least try to avoid any bloodshed. Not
surprisingly though, her offer was flatly rejected. "What? You want all six of
us to just lay down our guns and surrender to you?" the brutal gang leader
screamed. "Fat chance of that you BITCH! We're six men and you're just one
woman." Ignoring the bitch comment - or maybe because of it - Penny giggled
again and replied, "Gee Mr. Wilson, thanks for pointing that out to me. I
hadn't really noticed until you mentioned it; tee, hee, hee." (By giggling and
teasing them now Penny was baiting the six tough men into fighting her).

Despite her outward appearance conveying female toughness and strength, Penny
always felt that the 'little girl' in her never quite grew up. That's why she
always makes a big fuss about her hair and sometimes giggles in what, to any
outside observer, would seem like a very inappropriate time; like now for
instance. And then the strong, tough woman in Penny returned and she said in a
loud and firm tone of voice, "Very well then Mr. Wilson, I did try to reason
with you and your men, but I guess that we'll just have to settle this the
hard way. The next move is up to you." Both sides were ready to draw their
guns now; and as they were only about twenty feet (seven meters) away from one
another, the odds of surviving a gunfight at this close range seemed rather
small. Six tough gunmen facing off against one single woman - what chance
could Penny possibly have against such odds?

Nobody knows who went for their guns first; only that it wasn't Penny. But
even though she let the vicious outlaws draw first, it didn't make any
difference (she knew it wouldn't). BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! In what
can only be described as a blur, the pretty blond sheriff drew her two
six-guns and gunned down all five of Craig's henchmen before any of them even
had a chance to fire a shot; and she even managed to shoot the gun right out
of Craig's hand in the process! (Penny deliberately didn't kill the gang's
leader because she had other plans for him).

As the gang's leader was now unarmed, Penny holstered her six-guns and, after
glancing down at the five lifeless men that were lying in the middle of the
street to make certain that they were no more, she smiled at the Craig. He was
in complete shock, trying to come to terms with what he had just seen this
incredible woman do - singlehandedly wiping out his entire gang in just a few
seconds! "Well Mr. Wilson, it looks like it's just you and me now. So let's
settle the rest of this little fight of ours with our fists; O.K? 'Mano al
Womano' as they say. That way I can at least get in a bit of exercise today."

Craig Wilson was still in shock. In just a few seconds he had seen his entire
outlaw gang completely wiped out by a beautiful female sheriff after she had
already beaten up and spanked his son and then put him in jail where he'll
soon be facing a long prison term because he was part of his criminal gang.
And now the woman sheriff who had utterly destroyed his life was challenging
him to a fistfight. At the very least, he could get some measure of revenge
for what she had just done to him by smashing her into the ground. And so the
six foot-four inch, 230 pound man furiously approached the five foot-six inch,
120 pound woman determined to do just that. "I'll make you pay dearly for what
you did to me and my gang you BITCH!" the large, strong, tough man said as he
closed in on her.

Ten minutes later it was all over. The once mighty Craig Wilson, feared
throughout the territory, was lying on the street next to the lifeless members
of his gang, battered to a pulp. Penny, on the other hand, didn't have so much
as a single mark or scratch on her - in fact her long, beautiful blond hair
wasn't even mussed! "Well, so much for the dreaded Craig Wilson and his gang,"
Penny smiled as she looked down at the six once powerful and feared outlaws
who now were lying on the street in front of her (five of whom were dead and
one badly beaten up). Then the little girl in her returned and she added with
a giggle, "All wiped out by little ole me; tee, hee, hee." After relishing her
triumph over the brutal gang for a minute or two (Penny was not without her
pride you know) she remembered that she still had a bit more work to do to
wrap things up. The pretty blond reached down and grabbed the once powerful
leader of the now defunct Craig Wilson gang by the collar of his shirt and,
with surprising ease, dragged the large man into her sheriff's office.

Chapter Three: After The Fight

The first thing that Penny did after she dragged the battered man into her
office was pause in front of the mirror and fluff up her beautiful blond hair
again. Then she dragged the shattered, outlaw gang leader into the next room
where the jail cells as well as Craig's son Eric were. "You looked so lonely
in here all by yourself this morning Eric, so I decided to bring you some
company - your father. Unfortunately the rest of your gang will not be joining
you; I sent them on a one-way trip to hell." The strong woman opened the door
of the jail-cell and tossed the badly beaten man inside; then she closed and
locked it. And as Penny was leaving to go back to her office, she laughed and
said, "The two of you can now have a lovely father and son chat about all of
the interesting things that happened to you recently."

Penny returned to her office, sat down at her desk and began to fill out all
of the paperwork that she was required to do in order to collect her reward
for wiping out the vicious Craig Wilson gang. Every one of the five henchmen
that she had gunned down had a price on his head (not to mention Craig and his
son but they were still alive). The deceased had to be properly identified and
their deaths confirmed before Penny could receive her reward money. And
although the paperwork was necessary, it was nevertheless boring and tedious
work. "Paperwork is by far the worst part of being a sheriff," she said to
herself as she filled out the forms.

An hour later, her paperwork completed, Penny could finally relax and reflect
on the events of the day. And as she did so, the beautiful female sheriff
reached into the desk drawer, took out her hairbrush and began to brush her
long, blond hair; just as she was doing two hours earlier before Craig and his
gang first arrived. And as she brushed her hair, Penny mused to herself "I'll
say this about being a female sheriff in the Wild West, it sure keeps a girl
in good shape."

Chapter Four: One Week Later

It had been a week since Penny wiped out the dreaded Craig Wilson gang and, as
the town returned to the quiet and peaceful place that it had been before the
gang first arrived, the pretty blond sheriff found herself itching to move on.
"This town is so peaceful now that practically anybody can be the sheriff,"
she said to herself. "I want more excitement. I want to find another tough,
lawless town that needs a strong woman sheriff to come in and straighten
things out." And so she did. A few days later Penny informed the town's mayor
that she would be resigning from her position as sheriff just as soon as they
found somebody else to replace her; and then she would be moving on. "Penny,"
the town's Mayor said as he entered the sheriff's office the next day, "we've
found a sheriff to replace you. Unfortunately it's a man (Penny giggled when
she heard that), and he'll be arriving tomorrow. I know that your motto is
'Never send a man to do a woman's job', but you also said that you wanted to
leave ASAP."

"A man?" the beautiful blond said with a grin, "I guess he'll just have to do.
Anyway he'll be inheriting a peaceful town now so hopefully he'll be able to
handle it. Because my new sheriff's job is apparently in a town that's in
pretty much the same situation that yours was in before I arrived and 'took
care' of things, they want me to start as soon as I possibly can. And since
it's located about twenty miles (thirty kilometers) to the west of here, it'll
take me most of the day to get there. So I'll pack up all of my things, and
leave sometime tomorrow morning."

The Mayor was hesitant about what he wanted to say next but finally built up
the nerve to do so. "Penny," he began, "is it possible that you can do one
more favor for us? The road that you'll be taking to your next destination
tomorrow passes right by the state penitentiary. That's where, thanks to you,
Craig and his son Eric will be spending the next twenty years of their lives.
Our problem is that there isn't anyone in this town that's brave or tough
enough to take them there; except for you of course. So can you take them with
you on your way to your new destination and drop them off at the prison? It
would be greatly appreciated. Even though you wiped out their gang, I'd still
feel better knowing that they were in prison rather than here."

Penny couldn't resist laughing when she heard the Mayor say this. "Of course
Mr. Mayor, I'd love to do it; and I think it would be very fitting too. After
all, I'm the one who ended their reign of terror here; so I think it's only
appropriate that I'll be the one who 'escorts' them to prison. I'll load them
onto the back of my wagon just before I leave town tomorrow morning."

Chapter Five: The Following Morning

As a sheriff for hire, Penny moves around from one town to another frequently
and because of that, she travels as lightly as possible. In fact aside from
her gun-belt and Colt 45s - which are the tools of her trade - everything else
that she carries with her fits into just one single suitcase; and it only
contains the bare necessities of what she feels she needs: two extra changes
of clothes, eight pairs of panties, a makeup kit and two hairbrushes (because
the last thing that Penny wants is to be left without a hair- brush in the
event that hers should happen to break).

After Penny had hitched her two horses to the wagon and placed her suitcase
inside, the female sheriff entered what had been her office for the last time
to take the once feared Craig Wilson and his son out to her wagon so that she
could 'escort' them to the state prison. A large crowd of townspeople had
gathered outside of the office to bid Penny a fond farewell for all that she
had done for them. For about a minute after the pretty woman entered the
sheriff's office everything inside appeared to be quiet; and then they heard -
WHAM! POW! SMACK! CRACK! BAM! This went for about two minutes before
everything became quiet again. Then about a minute later the door to the
sheriff's office swung open and the crowd was greeted by the smiling face of
the beautiful, blond woman emerging without so much as a single mark or
scratch on her.

In her right hand Penny was dragging the 230 pound Craig Wilson by the collar
of his shirt, while in her left, his 220 pound son Eric. Both were unconscious
and appeared to be rather badly beaten up. Without showing any signs of
strain, the surprisingly strong, 120 pound woman dragged them both - all 450
pounds of them! - to the rear of her wagon where she lifted Criag completely
off the ground and unceremoniously tossed him inside. But just as Penny was
about to do the same to Eric (she was already holding him up above her head in
her outstretched arms) an idea occurred to her.

Because she had a long ride to get to her destination, and sitting on the
wagon's hard wooden bench seat for all that time wasn't the most comfortable
for tush, the pretty woman decided that instead of tossing Eric into the back
of the wagon with to his father, she would use him as a cushion instead. So
she dragged him around to the front of the wagon and tossed him onto the bench
seat so that he was now lying lengthwise across it on his back. Penny then
climbed onto the wagon and sat down on top of him. Looking down at the
battered, beaten and now totally humiliated former outlaw, Penny giggled and
said, "Gee Eric your tummy makes such a nice, comfy cushion for my tushie to
sit on for our ride to the prison; tee, hee, hee. So let's get started, shall
we?"

Chapter Six: Epilogue

The powerful and beautiful woman then grabbed the reigns of her horses and,
after giving the reigns a slight tug and making a "click, click," sound, the
horses began to pull the wagon down the street towards the edge of town. A
light breeze then began to blow, sending Penny's long, beautiful blond hair
swishing back behind her as she rode. The crowd of grateful townspeople that
had gathered outside of the sheriff's office to see her off walked alongside
her wagon until she reached the town's limit. Penny paused briefly, smiled at
the still cheering townspeople and blew them kisses. Then she waved "good-bye"
and left the town, heading for her next adventure. The crowd continued to
watch her until the road veered off to the right and the mighty and beautiful
woman who had saved their town disappeared from their view.