The Ranch: Stable of Women - Paperback

by Annie Anston (Author)

Barbara's review on Goodreads ***** 5-stars May 10, 2016 Briefly in Top 100 Mystery, Thriller & Suspense - April 2016 The sheriff is up to no good. He has purchased a remote ranch and converted its horse stable stalls into a group of small apartments. He collects fillies of the human variety to reside there, at least temporarily.

Excerpts: The sheriff undid the older girl's restraints. He sat back in his chair and watched as she unbuttoned her top, then pulled off her well-worn denims and shoes. She hesitated a moment, then removed her underwear and bent over the sheriff's desk . "Very nice, Sissy." He took his time with it, getting out of his chair to cross the room and refill his coffee mug. The girl remained bent over, exposed and humiliated. He returned and examined her more thoroughly.

- - - "Oh my God You shot Bob I can't believe you did that " "No I didn't. You shot him, honey. I'm going to put him in the backseat of your car, drive it to Dallas, and abandon it in a crowded parking lot. When they find it, they'll find your weapon with your fingerprints all over it, not mine. The ballistics will match. I'll even bet it's registered in your name." "Why are you doing this? "she asked, in a state of frenzied panic. "With your history of domestic abuse, you're going to look guilty, be a wanted woman. Say that you want to be my sex slave, or we make this look like a murder-suicide." - - -

"Take off your clothes, Mrs. Miller." "I am not going to undress in front of my daughter's boyfriend." The clothes came off, the black trash bag got filled. They had her turn around and model nude for them, then left her standing humiliated in the middle of the office as they casually refilled their coffee mugs. - - -

Each of the six refurbished stalls now had its own resident, each informed of the sheriff's new title of Master. He left them alone for a few days to ponder their fates, not sure which one to visit first....Each kidney could go for as much as a quarter-million, the heart and other organs could add even more if properly marketed. He had the time to do so. The boy was crossed off the list for now. That left the three teenage girls and the two middle-aged women. What was he in the mood for today? The ceiling smoke alarms had video cameras hidden inside them. Every stall would be monitored and each session would be recorded for future viewing pleasure. Maggie had been the most fun, with her high moral values and sense of righteousness, a fun place to start. "Good morning, Maggie." "Good morning, Master." - - -

"Excuse me, miss. I'm with the Dallas police." He flashed the badge. "The University Bookstore has reported the theft of some items by a young woman meeting your description. I'll need to check inside your backpack." "Have you got a search warrant?" "I don't need one. It's in your student contract to comply with all search requests." He had made it up. "We can do this downtown if you prefer. It should take only a few hours to clear things up." "I'm on my way to class. I don't have time for this." "Fine, we'll do it here. It will take only a few minutes." He opened the car door and made a waving motion with his arm for her to get inside. She complied and a few minutes later he had knocked her out with chloroform, then headed off to Backwater. - - -

Each came up with imaginative sex games to play. When they didn't, they got punished. - - -

Daisy needed the job badly and didn't hesitate. She was finishing her task when Deputy Dan came into the office to file a report. He saw the bottoms of two bare feet protruding from under the front of the desk. "Another job applicant?" he inquired with a smirk. - - -

Also look for "Emily's Encounters," "Best of Annie" and "Women - Willing and Unwilling"