A different ending, the evil side of excitement ... the power of the burly judge has prevailed...
Can Judge Creeed be the triumphant villain of many more stories ...?
I hate for bad guys to win. But this ending does seem to make more sense keeping the Sheriff and the Judge more in their established characters. Writing the two endings kept both guys happy.
"Come on Sheriff Dave. You can't beat me. Even with two good hands you never stood a chance. Come on. Hit me. Hit me." Dave swings only to get tripped up and fall flat on his face. Judge Bill immediately falls on Dave's back, grabs Dave's left foot with right hand and Dave's throat with his left hand. "AAAAGGHH" "Before I'm done with you, you'll be begging me to put you out of your misery. And I'll sure oblige." "Judge! Somebodys riding up fast!" "Guard the doors. Take him as he walks in." Joe rushes in only to be set upon by the Judge's two burly thugs. Joe's gun gets kicked to the other side of the room as he wrestles with Big Buck and Steve.
"Heh heh heh...there goes the cavalry! Submit, Sheriff. Open wide and submit to your master. "AAAAGGHHHH" Dave manages to twist free of the Judge's hold. His shirt is half torn so he pulls it off. The big man is sweating profusely on this hot night in July. The oil lamps lighting the room just make it hotter. "Keep stripping, Sheriff. I want you naked when you finally submit to my authority." "AAAHHHHH" Dave rushes at Bill and takes him to the floor. But Bill immediately rolls over until he's on top and restraining Dave in a grapevine hold and pinning Dave's big arms to his side. "GIVE UP! You've LOST! ADMIT IT!" "NO, NO, NO!" The Sheriff bucks Bill up, grabs him by the face and drives his head into the floor.
Joe is getting his butt kicked by Big Buck and Steve when Deputy Jason comes bursting through the door. He bowls over all three men and lands with his butt in Big Buck's face. Jason gets up swinging and lands a series of big fists into Bartender Steve's upper body. Big Buck attempts to restrain Jason but is spun around, catching a haymaker from Joe right in his jaw.
"Tough break, Creed. Looks like your ambush just got turned into a fair fight!" Growling like an enraged beast, Creed knocks Dave to the floor, mounts the Sheriff and rains fists down into Dave's face. At the other end of the bar, Jason lifts the bartender and powerbombs him into the hard floor. Sitting on the bartenders stomach, Jason knocks Steve's lights out. Simultaneously, Joe catches Big Buck in a sleeper hold which has the big man flailing in a futile attempt to resist. Soon Big Buck joins Steve in a pile of sleeping thugs.
Sheriff Dave is struggling to stay in the fight as he is dragged up onto the stage. He catches Bill Creed with a stiff left uppercut to the chin followed by one to the gut. The Judge staggers back but quickly collects himself. He grabs the Sheriff by his head and hits him with a knee to the face. Before the Sheriff can shake it off, the Judge kicks him in the side of the head. Wildly, Dave throws himself at the Mad Judge but all he catches is a knee to the gut. "Now...Justice will be satisfied." The Judge gets an arm between the 300 lb Sheriff's legs. Using all his considerable muscle, Judge Bill Creed hoists him up. "TIME FOR EXECUTION! JUSTICE... " Judge Bill drops the Sheriff's back hard across his knee "...IS SERVED!" But before the Mad Judge can fulfill his deadly goal, Joe and Jason tackle the Judge down. Marshall Joe gets the Judge wrapped up in his sleeper hold and after a short struggle, puts an end to this trial of insanity. Jason tries to revive Sheriff Dave. "DAVE! DAVE! SAY SOMETHING! ARE YOU ALRIGHT? HOW BAD DOES IT HURT?" "Jason...thanks my friend. Hi Joe. Glad you could join the party."
After hauling the Judge and his thugs over to join Little Buck in the Jail House, Jason and Joe deliver Dave to Doc Kent's office. After a night of the Doc's expert treatment, the two men check in on Dave the next day. "Sheriff Dave, DAMN! You look like hell. Hope you feel better than you look." "I'm alright Joe. Just a little sore. One more good night's rest and I'll be fine, ain't that right Doc?" "Sheriff, you stick to my prescriptions and you'll be a healthy man." Joe puts a hand on Dave's shoulder. "And don't worry about Judge Bill Creed and the Buchanans. I'll see to it that they get exactly what they've got comin' to them." "You're a good man Marshall Joe Jakes. And so are you Deputy Jason!"
Epilogue
After the other prisoners have been hauled away, Judge Bill sits alone in his cell . Sheriff Dave goes to check on him. "I'm giving you one last chance to release me, Sheriff. You have no idea the trouble I can cause for you, the Marshall and your Deputy. "Let me out now and I forget all about it." "People like you think they can talk their way out of anything, don't you? You're scum... self-important, evil minded scum. I just wish I could get my hands on you one more time now that you're all alone with none of your thugs backing you up." "Well what's stopping you, huh? Big man! You're a coward. You don't have the balls to fight me again. I almost finished you. Give me another chance and I'll break you in half."
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" The Sheriff ponders the situation. "I owe you. And I'm a man that pays his debts." Sheriff Dave begins unbuttoning his shirt. "Heh heh heh, you've got some guts after all...no brains...but guts." The Judge removes his shirt. "Now bring it on in here...come on...come on." The Judge gets his fists up but then goes low, ramming his head into Dave's gut. "OOOOFFFF" Then grabs a handful of balls. "AAAAGGHHHH" "Got you, boy." The Sheriff pounds both fists down onto Creed's back. "AAAGGHH" The Judge keeps squeezing. "AAAGGHHHH" The Judge pulls the Sheriff closer to the bars. Then, grabbing Dave by the back of his head, rams the Sheriff's face into the iron bars. BAM BAM BAM. The Judge moves back to admire his work...and as Sheriff Dave turns away from the bars, delivers a left, right and a left to the big man's face.
Sheriff Dave goes down to his knees. Bill Creed gets behind and applies a choke hold to the stunned man's throat. "Yes. Now we have something to talk about. Do I let you live...or do I kill you right here, right now? What you got to say now? Hmm?" "Fuck you." The Judge squeezes the choke hold tight again. "AGGHHH" "Fuck you, you say...I believe I will...fuck you." The Judge releases the hold and grabs the Sheriff by his hair. Now standing in front of the fallen Sheriff, the Judge pull out his hard cock, strokes it some and slaps the Sheriff's face with it. "Now that you ain't so talkative, I kind of like your mouth. Here...take my cock in your mouth and suck. Suck like your life depends on it...cause it does. Yeah...yeah...mmmm. That's right...that's so, so right. OHHhhhhhhhhh." After a time, Judge Creed moves the Sheriff to the edge of the bed. "Now...let's drop those pants. Your Boss wants that ass...an ass which I own, by the way." A few slaps to the ass later and the Boss is in. "Mmmmmmm don't feel bad about it. I told you...many have tried...but no one beats Boss Bill Creed. Mmmmm ...yeah...good boy."
Jorgeler (10 )
26/10/2019 03:49A different ending, the evil side of excitement ... the power of the burly judge has prevailed...
Can Judge Creeed be the triumphant villain of many more stories ...?
Wrestle Nell (21 )
16/10/2019 03:00love the story
BamaJDon41 (10 )
16/10/2019 03:48(em resposta à...)
Thanks. I'm glad you liked it.
beargriss (0)
11/10/2019 05:43Love this ending more than the original one, always find it hotter when the hero gets beaten by the villain.
BamaJDon41 (10 )
11/10/2019 06:42(em resposta à...)
I hate for bad guys to win. But this ending does seem to make more sense keeping the Sheriff and the Judge more in their established characters. Writing the two endings kept both guys happy.
BamaJDon41 (10 )
11/10/2019 00:14"Come on Sheriff Dave. You can't beat me. Even with two good hands you never stood a chance. Come on. Hit me. Hit me." Dave swings only to get tripped up and fall flat on his face. Judge Bill immediately falls on Dave's back, grabs Dave's left foot with right hand and Dave's throat with his left hand. "AAAAGGHH" "Before I'm done with you, you'll be begging me to put you out of your misery. And I'll sure oblige." "Judge! Somebodys riding up fast!" "Guard the doors. Take him as he walks in." Joe rushes in only to be set upon by the Judge's two burly thugs. Joe's gun gets kicked to the other side of the room as he wrestles with Big Buck and Steve.
"Heh heh heh...there goes the cavalry! Submit, Sheriff. Open wide and submit to your master. "AAAAGGHHHH" Dave manages to twist free of the Judge's hold. His shirt is half torn so he pulls it off. The big man is sweating profusely on this hot night in July. The oil lamps lighting the room just make it hotter. "Keep stripping, Sheriff. I want you naked when you finally submit to my authority." "AAAHHHHH" Dave rushes at Bill and takes him to the floor. But Bill immediately rolls over until he's on top and restraining Dave in a grapevine hold and pinning Dave's big arms to his side. "GIVE UP! You've LOST! ADMIT IT!" "NO, NO, NO!" The Sheriff bucks Bill up, grabs him by the face and drives his head into the floor.
Joe is getting his butt kicked by Big Buck and Steve when Deputy Jason comes bursting through the door. He bowls over all three men and lands with his butt in Big Buck's face. Jason gets up swinging and lands a series of big fists into Bartender Steve's upper body. Big Buck attempts to restrain Jason but is spun around, catching a haymaker from Joe right in his jaw.
"Tough break, Creed. Looks like your ambush just got turned into a fair fight!" Growling like an enraged beast, Creed knocks Dave to the floor, mounts the Sheriff and rains fists down into Dave's face. At the other end of the bar, Jason lifts the bartender and powerbombs him into the hard floor. Sitting on the bartenders stomach, Jason knocks Steve's lights out. Simultaneously, Joe catches Big Buck in a sleeper hold which has the big man flailing in a futile attempt to resist. Soon Big Buck joins Steve in a pile of sleeping thugs.
Sheriff Dave is struggling to stay in the fight as he is dragged up onto the stage. He catches Bill Creed with a stiff left uppercut to the chin followed by one to the gut. The Judge staggers back but quickly collects himself. He grabs the Sheriff by his head and hits him with a knee to the face. Before the Sheriff can shake it off, the Judge kicks him in the side of the head. Wildly, Dave throws himself at the Mad Judge but all he catches is a knee to the gut. "Now...Justice will be satisfied." The Judge gets an arm between the 300 lb Sheriff's legs. Using all his considerable muscle, Judge Bill Creed hoists him up. "TIME FOR EXECUTION! JUSTICE... " Judge Bill drops the Sheriff's back hard across his knee "...IS SERVED!" But before the Mad Judge can fulfill his deadly goal, Joe and Jason tackle the Judge down. Marshall Joe gets the Judge wrapped up in his sleeper hold and after a short struggle, puts an end to this trial of insanity. Jason tries to revive Sheriff Dave. "DAVE! DAVE! SAY SOMETHING! ARE YOU ALRIGHT? HOW BAD DOES IT HURT?" "Jason...thanks my friend. Hi Joe. Glad you could join the party."
After hauling the Judge and his thugs over to join Little Buck in the Jail House, Jason and Joe deliver Dave to Doc Kent's office. After a night of the Doc's expert treatment, the two men check in on Dave the next day. "Sheriff Dave, DAMN! You look like hell. Hope you feel better than you look." "I'm alright Joe. Just a little sore. One more good night's rest and I'll be fine, ain't that right Doc?" "Sheriff, you stick to my prescriptions and you'll be a healthy man." Joe puts a hand on Dave's shoulder. "And don't worry about Judge Bill Creed and the Buchanans. I'll see to it that they get exactly what they've got comin' to them." "You're a good man Marshall Joe Jakes. And so are you Deputy Jason!"
Epilogue
After the other prisoners have been hauled away, Judge Bill sits alone in his cell . Sheriff Dave goes to check on him. "I'm giving you one last chance to release me, Sheriff. You have no idea the trouble I can cause for you, the Marshall and your Deputy. "Let me out now and I forget all about it." "People like you think they can talk their way out of anything, don't you? You're scum... self-important, evil minded scum. I just wish I could get my hands on you one more time now that you're all alone with none of your thugs backing you up." "Well what's stopping you, huh? Big man! You're a coward. You don't have the balls to fight me again. I almost finished you. Give me another chance and I'll break you in half."
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" The Sheriff ponders the situation. "I owe you. And I'm a man that pays his debts." Sheriff Dave begins unbuttoning his shirt. "Heh heh heh, you've got some guts after all...no brains...but guts." The Judge removes his shirt. "Now bring it on in here...come on...come on." The Judge gets his fists up but then goes low, ramming his head into Dave's gut. "OOOOFFFF" Then grabs a handful of balls. "AAAAGGHHHH" "Got you, boy." The Sheriff pounds both fists down onto Creed's back. "AAAGGHH" The Judge keeps squeezing. "AAAGGHHHH" The Judge pulls the Sheriff closer to the bars. Then, grabbing Dave by the back of his head, rams the Sheriff's face into the iron bars. BAM BAM BAM. The Judge moves back to admire his work...and as Sheriff Dave turns away from the bars, delivers a left, right and a left to the big man's face.
Sheriff Dave goes down to his knees. Bill Creed gets behind and applies a choke hold to the stunned man's throat. "Yes. Now we have something to talk about. Do I let you live...or do I kill you right here, right now? What you got to say now? Hmm?" "Fuck you." The Judge squeezes the choke hold tight again. "AGGHHH" "Fuck you, you say...I believe I will...fuck you." The Judge releases the hold and grabs the Sheriff by his hair. Now standing in front of the fallen Sheriff, the Judge pull out his hard cock, strokes it some and slaps the Sheriff's face with it. "Now that you ain't so talkative, I kind of like your mouth. Here...take my cock in your mouth and suck. Suck like your life depends on it...cause it does. Yeah...yeah...mmmm. That's right...that's so, so right. OHHhhhhhhhhh." After a time, Judge Creed moves the Sheriff to the edge of the bed. "Now...let's drop those pants. Your Boss wants that ass...an ass which I own, by the way." A few slaps to the ass later and the Boss is in. "Mmmmmmm don't feel bad about it. I told you...many have tried...but no one beats Boss Bill Creed. Mmmmm ...yeah...good boy."