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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

Sally Skull is my own idea based off a real person from back in the Western days. ;3

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It had been a long hard ride to the northern territories, but so far, the tipoff she'd gotten to the location of her next bounty seemed to be solid. Sarah Jane Newman; known as Sally skull to those in the business due to her odd coloring, had tracked the brother of another bounty to a small frontier town. News of her former bounty's imprisonment had spread like wildfire, as such Sarah expected to be fought every step of the way on this one if she didn't play it smart. While she wasn't big and strong, she was small and clever, of course she planned on outwitting her prey this time as she no longer had the element of surprise on her side. She didn't want to give her bounty any warning she was coming however, at least not until it was too late. Having collected some axle grease off an abandoned wagon not far outside of the town and grinding some ash from her previous night's fire into a paste, she set about making her disguise, using the concoction to dye her white fur black. She'd earned the nickname "Sally Skull" due to the odd white marking over her face, where nearly every inch of her everywhere else was obsidian black, it appeared as if someone had painted a white skull over her face. With her naturally dark reddish-brown eyes, it only furthered the look of a skull with her dark eyes and black nose, along with little black lines along her lips which gave the impression of teeth. After a meager breakfast of stale bread, jerky and a little rum to warm her a bit under the freezing bite of the cold winter wind, Sarah set off on the final leg of her journey, mounted atop her trusty four-legged companion, Brutus.

Brutus was an odd creature, appearing to be a mix between an appaloosa and a draft horse, yet somehow being as stubborn as an old mule. He was strong and fast, faster than anything his size and weight had any right to be. He'd gotten her out of plenty of bad spots in the past too, most took him for a dumb animal, but Sarah knew he was smarter than he let on. Hell, he'd even carried her to the nearest town with a doctor when she ran afoul of some natives that didn't take kindly to her hunting on their lands. She'd not been capable of giving him directions, barely even able to hold herself in her saddle, but Brutus had gotten her to the help she desperately needed, ultimately the reason she was still alive to that very day.

After several days in the saddle, Sarah's behind and inner thighs ached something fierce. She was no stranger to the saddle, but with winter starting to settle in, the cold didn't do her or Brutus any favors. She had a job to do however, one she took up with glee. The life of a bounty hunter was not easy or glamorous, but she enjoyed the work. She got to deal out her own kind of justice to some of the worst pieces of shit the West had ever seen, more often than not while getting paid handsomely for it too.

Sarah pulled back on the reigns to bring Brutus to a halt, just as the small town of Crooks Hollow came into view over the hill. Drawing her knife, she gave herself a final once over to make sure her disguise was still intact; the dark, almost pitch-black face staring back at her from the reflection in the blade looked familiar yet alien all at the same time. With a sigh, she gently nudged her heels into Brutus' flanks to get him moving again. Sarah rolled her eyes at her horse making his displeasure known with an arrogant snort.

"Oh yeah? I've known old mules less stubborn than you, you walking gluepot" Sarah replied to his annoyed snort. "You eat better than I do, I mean look at your ass, wider than a stagecoach" the short and slender black jackal teased her mount, while leaning over to affectionately pat and rub along the side of his strong neck.

Brutus would not stand for such slander however, with his ears lying flat against his mane, he whipped his head about to send his beaded and braided mane whipping back against his rider in retaliation.

"Okay, okay! I yield, that was uncalled for...I'm sorry. You have a delightful derrière!" Sarah laughed and reached behind herself to pat the appaloosa's strong flank. "I'll even get you a bushel of carrots as an apology once we have this waste of hide behind bars, how's that sound?" Brutus apparently liked the idea as he instantly set off at a gallop towards the town, nearly tossing Sarah from her seat atop him.

Crooks Hollow was a small up and coming gold mining town, not quite yet on the map, but it was looking promising. The town's population was mostly made up of miners, prospectors and the usual frontier ladies plying their "trade" to anyone with enough coin, or as was often the case, raw gold. With only one sheriff and a single deputy, the law was still more of a suggestion than a set of guiding rules out this far from real civilized society. If she got into trouble, there was no real backup to save her this time.

Sarah directed Brutus up to the hitching post outside the largest wooden structure, which appeared to fulfil multiple roles. It served as the towns bar, stage house, hotel and "entertainment". As she tied the reigns to the hitching post, Sarah could already hear the plinking of a horribly out of tune piano coming from inside, as someone attempted to tickle the ivories. Pausing briefly at the stairs leading up to the porch of the building, she spotted the establishments name and moniker.

Mounted above the steps was a very rusted and dirty looking wagon wheel, this was definitely the place she was looking for. "The Rusty Wagon Wheel" was a saloon of ill repute, it had popped up in various frontier towns over the years and was known to be a place where outlaws liked to congregate. As many times as it had been shut down through various means, it continued to rise from the ashes in different towns, no matter how hard law enforcement tried to stamp them out.

Sarah could feel eyes on her as soon as she entered the saloon, handing her revolvers and knife to the large glaring Kodiak manning the door. The jagged scar across his nose was healed, but it was a good indication he was no stranger to fighting and it was wise to listen to him. As much as she hated leaving her weapons at the door, she supposed that meant no one else inside would be armed either. That might just work in her favor, she was less likely to be shot or stabbed for having a smart mouth in here at least.

"Whiskey, neat" she barked at the bespectacled groundhog, with his greased back hair, standing behind the counter.

"Oh shit, you're a woman!" A large ebony bull turned and leaned back to give the slender jackal a proper appraisal.

"And yet I probably still have bigger balls than you" Sarah shot back with annoyance. She was short and slender, her bust at most a B cup, so it was understandable how some folks might mistake her for a young man from certain angles, especially with the heavy coat she wore in the cold. What she did not appreciate however, was how the large slab of beef leaned back in his seat to give her behind a proper gander.

"Ah, there it is. Makes sense now, got an ass made for riding" he said with a leer as he eyed her pert round behind nicely framed in her trousers. "Give her another, on me" the bull scowled at the barman, whom promptly jumped and did as ordered. Setting another glass before the ebony furred jackal woman and pouring her another stiff drink. "I'm John Wesley Hardin, or Coal as my friends like to call me. What might your name be, my little dark canine bitch?" the bull asked, leaning with an elbow against the bar as he downed his own drink while shamelessly looking her over.

"Sarah...Sarah Jane Newman" she replied, downing her own first glass of whiskey without so much as a twitch, making the bull raise his brows at the display.

"Well miss Sarah, it sure looks like you can handle your whiskey. Must be those big balls of yours" Coal mocked, tapping the counter before him to get a refill. No sooner had the groundhog filled his glass would the bull down that as well, once more leering at the smaller jackal challengingly.

Sarah was not about to be beat by the likes of Coal, she knew his kind all too well. Staring hard up at him with her dark reddish-brown eyes, she downed her second glass as easily as she had the first. This one burned the back of her throat more for some reason, but still she fought back the urge to cough. Her head canting to one side questioningly as she stared up at the bull, returning his challenging look.

"Alright alright alright, looks like we have a contender. Barkeep, keep 'em coming until one of us passes out, comprende?" Coal turned to wink at the groundhog, whom nodded just the once and retrieved another bottle of whiskey from under the bar. Soon a back and forth started, glasses beginning to pile up before the small black furred jackal as she stood toe to toe with the much larger bull.

As more people in the saloon turned to watch their "duel", even the awful clattering of the piano keys finally stopped. Sarah could feel all eyes on her, she was barely half the bull's size, but she was matching him shot for shot, where most men would've collapsed by now. Instead of feeling drunk, she was just feeling sleepy, but not just sleepy. There was an uncomfortable feeling growing between her thighs, an almost heat, as if it was nearing her time. She tried to ignore the warm squirmy feeling starting to curl and slither about her insides, her nipples stiffening beneath her top and becoming extra sensitive as they brushed against the coarse material, almost making her gasp and shudder. Even the seam of her trousers felt far better than it had any right to be as it rubbed and ground between her thighs every time she moved even slightly.

Coal's eyes remained locked on hers as he continued to down shot after shot, showing no sign of the strong alcohol affecting him. Finally, it was too much for Sarah; as she tilted her head back to down her last shot, she would lose her balance and stumble back into the crowd gathered around them.

"Looks like you lose, bitch" Coal snorted as he stepped forward, tossing a couple dollars onto the counter for his accomplice, the groundhog quickly snatching the money and tucking it away in his pocket. Stepping forward, the bull scooped the barely conscious canine from the crowd and tossed her over his shoulder to carry her upstairs to his room. His large hand on her pert behind giving a rough squeeze, the finger tickling under her fluffy tail rousing her just enough for her to mumble and groan for him to stop.

Once back in his room, Coal made quick work of the canines clothing, tossing the items into a pile in one corner of the room before grabbing his rope. With the passed out canine leaning over the edge of his four-poster bed, the bull strung her wrists up over the top frame of the bed to keep her arms outstretched up above her head. Down below, he secured the rope about her knees and the legs of the heavy wooden bed, ensuring she wouldn't be able to close her thighs.

While he wasn't above ravaging an unconscious woman, Coal decided he would much prefer to have her awake while he had his fun with the smart mouthed bitch. He loved to hear how they moaned and begged while he did things to them, with how small and slender the black jackal bitch was, she'd moan a lot while he forced his thick ten inches inside her. Grabbing the ice bucket he'd ordered in the morning, which was now mostly melted, but still plenty cold enough, Coal tossed the empty champagne bottle onto the bed beside Sarah's head. With a heft of his shoulders, he splashed the ice-cold water directly across her face, frowning in confusion as the black coloring drained from her face to stain the white bedsheets below, revealing the dirty white fur beneath.

"Oh shit, if it ain't Sally Skull. You locked up my brother last month, bitch. I've been dying for some payback!" Coal laughed as he dropped the now empty ice bucket to the ground with a noisy clatter, causing Sally to groan painfully when her sensitive ears rang from the sudden noise. The bull rumbled, walking up behind the jackal and admired her presented backside and the toned, obsidian furred cheeks of her rear. "So, are you going to keep me in suspense, or are you going to give me a bit more to admire?" Coal rumbled, reaching out and giving her fluffy tail a bit of a tug in an upward direction when she tried to curl it down further and between her thighs.

The canine growled and squirmed at the grip and tug to her tail, straining against the ropes binding her in place and leaving her so vulnerable. Soon her pert spotted behind was on display, with her delicate pink flesh exposed against the surrounding obsidian fur.

"Now if that ain't that a prettiest sight I ever did see" Coal growled out mockingly, admiring her exposed behind and her now bared pink flesh. The bull forcefully yanked up again on her fluffy tail without warning, bringing his free hand down on her toned ass with a harsh SMACK! "I bet this really gets you wet, your pretty pink pussy exposed for a real man like me and to have him punish you like the bitch you are?"

Sarah yelped and snarled at the forceful yank to her tail, making her buck and fight against her restraints with renewed vigor. The harsh tugging of her tail and spanking paused briefly, as Coal slipped another length of rope about her throat, using the other end to tie about her tail and to force her to keep it lifted out the way for him. Her growl sharpening to a keen edge when she felt his grimy fingers under her tail, spreading her firm dark furred buttocks and revealing her backdoor, along with her snug little pink pussy below, completely. She had a feeling she knew what he planned for his revenge, though she had every intention not to give it to him willingly or at least easily.

"Very nice, looks almost untouched" Coal teased with a toothy smirk while he rubbed a fingertip almost threateningly around the rim of her tiny pink star. He continued to spank her roughly, now able to watch as her tight little asshole clenched reflexively with each blow, with how he held her cheeks so embarrassingly spread. He grinned as he continued to bring his hand down on her bare ass with powerful slaps, making the black jackals toned cheeks jiggle ever so slightly, until eventually they would even take on a bit of a rosy hue visible even through her dark fur "Tell me how much you love it...bitch."

"Fuck you, you're going to rot in jail after I get done with you!" Sarah snarled and growled with every spank to her pert behind, unable to control how her little pink rosebud clenched on reflex with every impact of Coal's large hand. She hated having her tail bound and lifted like this, being so helpless and vulnerable while being spanked by a piece of trash like Coal. "I'm going to rip your balls off and stuff them down your throat, you yellow bellied coward!"

"I'd like to see you try" Coal sneered and kept paddling the jackal bitch until her rump was hot and pink from the rough treatment. Finally, his blows relented, only for the big bull to drop to his knees behind the bound canine. With the rope pulling taut about her throat and cutting off her breath, Sarah was unable to lower her fluffy tail protectively, or at least to maintain her modesty to stop the bull from getting a completely unobstructed view of her nethers. Coal smirked as he watched Sally's tight pucker squeeze and clench between her now rosy cheeks, blowing a teasing stream of air over her exposed nethers to drive home the point of how vulnerable she truly was.

There would come a faint whimper from the canine at the touch of his breath against her nethers, knowing he was so close and watching brought her a strange sort of excitement she tried to deny. But the longer he knelt behind her and just stared at her, Sarah could feel her body reacting, becoming hotter and more aroused. She hoped the bull was too dumb to notice, though she was sure with how close he was sitting, he would have to have no nose to catch her telling scent starting to grow in the air. "Fuck..." She cursed under her breath, unable to even lower her tail without risking choking herself out, she had no choice but to let the large bull she'd come to catch get well acquainted with her nethers so freely.

"You're so fucking naughty. Are you going to cum from me just watching you like this?" Coal asked with an immense degree of amusement and arousal himself, using his free hand to grip and stroke along his growing stiffness. It was obvious the bull was enjoying the power he had over the infamous Bounty Hunter, Sally Skull. The fact the white faced, black furred jackal bitch had wronged his family only made this punishment all the sweeter for the large bull. He could smell her arousal, the scent of her desire hitting him square in the face and threatening to send him into an animalistic lustful heat of his own. Knowing he was getting to her without even touching her was icing on the proverbial cake, the bitch was just begging for him to abuse her now.

"Don't..." Sarah whimpered almost breathlessly when she felt him grasp and spread her cheeks further, fully exposing her to his gaze. She was so damned excited, no matter how hard she tried to fight it; it was surprising she wasn't dripping arousal to the wooden floor below. Her little pink star winking every time he gripped and squeezed at her buttocks to spread her cheeks again and again. She hated how her body was becoming more aroused every time he exposed her like this, but then she remembered the odd looking bottle the barman had retrieved from under the counter at the start of their contest. The bastard had cheated! There must've been something mixed into her shots which was causing her to feel like this, there was no way in hell she'd ever raise her tail for the likes of Coal, not even if the Gods themselves had demanded it of her!

"Try and stop me" The bull snarled and quickly darted his head in, nestling his blunt snout beneath her tail and between her pert cheeks. His broad strong tongue dragged lewdly over Sally's tight clenching asshole while she continued to strain and fight against her bonds. The large male could have probably just sat and waited a few more minutes and she'd have cum herself, but he wanted to drive home the point that she was his to do with as he pleased. Coal wanted to make sure she got hers, so she knew whom was really in charge here, making sure she'd never forget the time her bounty made her cum from such despicable acts. "Fucking cum for me so I can shove my fat cock in your ass and fuck you nice and deep, like a naughty little whore deserves to be fucked" Coal huffed out with his snout nestled between her cheeks and beneath her fluffy tail, each word tickling against her now slick flesh.

Sarah yelped in surprise when his snout pressed in under her tail and his tongue washed against her sensitive pucker, she'd heard of people doing such unnatural things in France, but she'd never thought she'd be on the receiving end of it. Soon Coal had her gasping and panting, Sarah was overcome by strange sensations she never expected to feel from having a tongue under her tail. With how aroused he'd gotten her just from simply staring at her nude form, it didn't take long until she hit her peak and began jerking and shuddering before him. Sarah groaned in a combination of shame, pleasure and embarrassment as she was brought pleasure by her situation and the bastard wanted for highway robbery. Now he'd added her pride to the list of things he'd wrongfully taken, something she would carry with her for the rest of her life.

Coal stood up with a broad grin as he stared down at the canine still in the throes of orgasm, his thick fingers stroking along his stiff heavy cock, which was now almost drooling with his own excitement. Sliding his pants the rest of the way down and off with his free hand, the bull stepped out of them as quietly he could, so as not to alert the jackal of what was to come. It wasn't long before she was able to feel the swollen head of his ten-inch, mottled grey and pink dick, pressing against her clenching pucker. The bull leaned over her back and hissed in her ear, his head now swimming with her scent but still enjoying the power he knew he held over her. "Beg me for it...I know how dirty you truly are, Sally Skull...tell me exactly what you want and I just might give it to you."

Another soft pleading gasp escaped her when she felt something hot and hard nudge against her tiny pink pucker, feeling him threaten to enter her. Of course, Sarah would squirm and shift against the sensation, her tail twitching against the length of rope holding it aloft as she briefly considered not begging him for it. Knowing the bull was bigger than her and she wouldn't stand a chance in a fair fight, she was in even more danger bound as she was. Fearing what he might do to her if she resisted any further, she reluctantly acquiesced to his demands and meekly begged "Please...give it to me, fill my ass with your thick cock, do it slowly and make me feel every inch..." she closed her eyes and whimpered to herself, hanging her head low and in the process tugging her tail higher for Coal. Her teeth ground together hard as she fought back the inclination to curse the bull, knowing that would only make her punishment ten times worse.

"Good whore" Coal mockingly snarled, slowly starting to apply a bit of forwards pressure to his hips, inching them forwards and slowly spreading the ebony jackal's spit-slicked little hole around his hard cock. One large hand gripped and guided his cock beneath her tail while the other dug his blunt nails into her slender waist, the bull hissed through clenched teeth as she squeezed him so incredibly tight. Still, he kept on pushing into her, making her feel every veiny millimeter being shoved between her firm cheeks. "Ohhhh fuck...God..." the bull grunted while gradually working himself all the way to the base of his thick cock inside her incredibly tight ass until his large, his heavy balls pressed against her dew kissed pussylips below. "There you go...didn't think you could take all of me, color me impressed!"

Sarah hated how much she found she enjoyed the feeling of having her tight little asshole slowly stretched and filled like this, especially by someone like Coal! With her limbs and tail firmly bound, she couldn't escape as the bull slowly pushed every inch of his thick veiny cock up her ass. As hard as she tried to clench her jaws too, she couldn't stop herself from groaning and growling with an obvious note of pleasure to the sounds she couldn't stop making. Even as her body clenched and gripped down on the bull's thickness to try prevent his entry, it was no use. By the time his balls pressed against her pouting and slick folds below, the white faced, ebony furred jackal was groaning and squirming beneath the bull. Her hips shifted and ground back against the thick length under her twitching tail with a pathetic whimper of "F...fuck...big...!" It hurt for sure, but there was an undeniable edge of pleasure she was disgusted to feel, one which she hoped was simply a side-effect of what ever drug she'd been tricked into consuming.

Coal started to slowly rock his hips back and forth, spreading her wide, stretching her snug little asshole around his throbbing cock. His grip at her waist never relented, making sure to hold her tightly in place to give himself a good view of his thick shaft sinking into her poor abused pucker over and over. The bull oozed a few spurts of precum deep inside the smaller canine bitch, which mercifully made his motions a bit easier, especially seeing as Sally was still squeezing him something fierce. "Fuck yeah, take that cock...tight little bitch" he snorted before giving her bare cheeks another hard smack, his hips never missing a stroke as he continued fucking her. For a small bitch, she sure could take a cock, perhaps she was as tough as all the rumors said she was after all.

Sarah continued to whimper as the big bull butt-fucked her slow and deep, her hands curled into fists as she tried not to cause too much rope burn about her wrists. Every draw back and thrust forward under her tail had the slender canine whimpering, groaning low as her poor little asshole was stuffed full of bull cock. Every smack to her behind would have Sarah clenching tight enough down around Coals thick cock to briefly halt his movements. But even as stretched as her little pucker was, she couldn't stop herself feeling a peculiar and unwelcome pleasure from every inch the bull was forcing into her over and over again. With her eyes closed, Sarah tried to cast her mind elsewhere, anywhere but here. Desperately trying to fight back the growing ball of heat within her which threatened to explode at any moment.

"You're going to make me cum..." Coal eventually panted out, but still kept up his slow and sensual pace, finding that it made the climb to orgasm much more gradual, though he could feel the peak would be much more powerful. His balls continued to lightly tap against her damp pussy below on every thrust into her, bumping against her clit every so often and sending further unwanted sparks of pleasure through her. The bull could feel that his climax wasn't far off, but he still kept up that agonizingly slow pace, loving every second of fucking the Bounty Hunter whom had put his brother behind jail in her ass.

As much as she tried to fight it, the slow sensual fucking of her tail hole, in combination with the tapping of his heavy balls against her clit, Sarah began to whimper and huff through another unwilling climax. Jerking and squirming under the bull while her little pucker flexed and fluttered around his cock, his balls tapping against her soaked nethers as she ground back against him. With her hands bound, she was unable cover her maw and muffle her cries of pleasure. Sarah hoped the noise below would cover the sounds she made as Coal humiliated her like this. The constant pace and deep strokes felt wonderful, as much as she didn't want them to. Every inch of the bull's thickness rubbed against her sensitive opening in ways she never imagined being possible, again and again, seeming to never stop.

When he felt his orgasm start to crest, Coal slowly pulled himself free of Sally's body, the bull smirked as he watched her abused pucker winking at him as it tried to close back to how it was before he had crammed himself inside it. One of his large hands wrapped around his throbbing and engorged member, pumping himself rapidly toward his own climax. His balls pulled up in his sac, his ten inches of mottled grey and pink bull cock swelled, just before the bull gave a mighty buck into his hand, milking out potent and thick spurts of pent-up bull cum which splattered all over the bound jackals dark furred cheeks. Some of his mess even managed to catch under her tail, over her pink asshole and her sweet little pussy, glazing them like poorly decorated confectionaries. The large male grunted and cursed his way through his climax, stroking his thick shaft and working out those potent ropes for a good fifteen seconds before he finally started to come down. "Fuck..." was the only word he could mumble in the moment. Coal lewdly slapped his still sticky, gently-pulsing dick, against each of her cheeks with their fur and flesh now rosy from the spanks. Soon becoming sticky and smeared from his cum, while he leaned back to admire his handiwork.

Sarah whimpered and huffed when the thick cock was slowly withdrawn from under her tail, suddenly leaving her feeling empty and soon a slight persistent ache began to make itself known instead. Her face turned almost scarlet when she felt the first shots of his seed begin to mark her cheeks and even under her tail, feeling his hot seed spatter over her well fucked and winking little asshole to down across her slick folds. Still, she remained bent over for him, unable to move an inch. Sarah growled as she was forced to let the bull slap and wipe his messy cock clean against her soft furred buttocks, growling louder as she glimpsed the bastard kneeling behind her and admiring his handiwork "You're going to pay for that..."

"You're going to have to catch me first" Coal laughed as he got up and wandered about the room, ripping a length of material from one of the dusty old curtains and using it to wrap around the canine's muzzle to stop her from calling for help. "Just so you don't forget me and what I did to you anytime soon..." Coal smirked, grabbing the champagne bottle from the bed and waving it in front of Sally's wide eyes.

Sarah shook her head and tried to shout "No!" but the sound only came out as a muffled noise. She felt the cold glass under her tail and begin to push in, gritting her eyes as Coal slowly pushed it deeper and deeper until it was firmly and uncomfortably lodged under her tail. With a final mocking kiss to her cheek, the big bull got dressed and causally strolled from the room while whistling a tune.

After what felt like hours, a soft knock came at the door. Sarah tried to call for help, but her throat was too hoarse from trying to shout for aid as soon as the bull had escaped. The chambermaid heard the weak sound she made thankfully and entered the room. Sarah could tell that the maid was used to seeing similar sort of scenes, the pale slender rabbit girl trying not to laugh as she undid the makeshift muzzle coal had put on her.

"Be a dear...and remove the bottle from my ass, would you? I have a long ride ahead of me and that would be mighty uncomfortable..." Sarah scowled at the giggling rabbit beside her.

"The room has been paid for the night by mister Hardin, he said you would need to rest and wash up. Shall I draw you a bath, ma'am?" the chambermaid politely asked, nodding over at the large tub off in one corner while untying the bound canine finally.

"Coal is not that generous...wait...fucker stole my money!" Sarah snarled as she rifled through her pile of clothing which had thankfully been left behind, once she was freed. Coal had stolen her last few dollars and used them to pay for the room! "Fine...yes, draw me a bath. After that, go find out which direction that sonuvabitch went, I have some payback to attend to" the jackal scowled and flexed her now free wrists. "And bring me some more ice for my ass..."