A hands on kind of leader...

Wednesday August 20, 2025

“Ah, Sherrif Busty, what can I do for you?” I asked as the Sherrif of Green Valley stood in my front foyer.

“Well Mister… Smith…” she replied, her eyes narrowing, as she’d always been suspicious about the name I’d given her when she first came out to my small slice of heaven I called home.

Of course back then she’d been Sherrif Buchanan and an upright pillar of the community. While I’d changed much of her appearance, I’d left her inquisitive mind intact.

“…my deputy reported that she was coming out here to investigate a complaint. That was three days ago and she hasn’t reported back in since.” she finished with an accusatory stare.

“Oh my, she hasn’t? That would be my bad, sorry about that. Follow me, she’s out back.” I replied with a smirk that I could tell she didn’t appreciate by the attempt she made to frown.

I had to admit, moving to the small town a few years ago after getting burned out in LA had been one of the best things I’d done in ages.

You’d think being a near-immortal mind controller would be amazing, and don’t get me wrong, it is… but everyone have their limits. I’d been fucking my way through the top starlets, along with every other hot wannabe, in Hollywood for three decades, and things had gotten… stale.

I’d had to take a good long hard look at my life and I’d come to the conclusion that I needed a change.

At first I considered moving to the east coast, then moving overseas to Europe of Asia, but each time I just kept seeing myself in a major city, taking advantage of what I found there, and not really changing.

It was one night, after having received a blowjob from the latest starlet to come through my bedroom, that I’d finally come to a decision. It wasn’t going to be enough to just move on to another city to continue doing what I had been doing, I needed to find somewhere that I could make my own.

That kicked off a search for a nice small town, close enough to large population centers, but far enough to avoid prying eyes. After some searching, I found Green Valley, a quaint small town that fit my needs perfectly.

A population of 100, mostly above the age of 65, almost entirely a retirement town on the coast, that had generational wealth as their main resource.

It took a few months for me to get myself established, take over the town council, make changes to the Sherrif, Mayor, and the rest of the residents. Most were just a simple change of “don’t pay attention to anything unusual”, with more specific changes to those like Sherrif Buchanan.

As we walked through my home, we arrived at the sliding door that lead to the pool where Deputy Tightass was.


“Ah, here we are…” I said as I stepped outside and waved Sherrif Busty through the door.

“Deputy Tightass! Why haven’t you reported in?” the Sherrif asked.

Deputy Tightass, aka Debbie, tossed her hair over her shoulder as she turned her head to Sherrif Busty, “Oh my god, I’m sorry Sherrif! Like, I just got sooooo distracted by Mr. Smith’s big hard cock every time I tried! giggle

Sherrif Busty face was in shock at Debbie’s response, but she finally managed to respond, “His cock?” she sputtered out.

“Oh yeah, like every time I thought about calling in, I just kept imagining being down on my knees sucking it, or sliding it between my titties… or even… god… having it pound in and out of my ass! giggle

Sherrif Busty just looked shocked, but then turned to me with anger in her eyes, “Have you been fucking my new deputy for three days!” she almost shouted the acquisition at me.

I crossed my arms and rubbed my chin, “Hmmm… well, I think she was doing much of the fucking, but I guess from a certain point of view you could say that.” I finished with a shrug.

Debbie had been one of the new arrivals in town over the last year or so, there were twenty so far and Sherrif Busty had hired her personally from a long list of applicants. There was a new liberian in town, along with a new meter maid, several new school teachers, a few new waitresses, along with an assortment of others.

“That is completely unacceptable Mr. Smith!” she shouted and started walking towards me.

“Oh?” I replied innocently.

“Yes, you know the law! Deputies can’t be fucked for more than one day without the Sherrif getting a titty fuck!” she shouted and ripped her top open to expose the amazing new tits she’d gotten on her last vacation.

Then she dropped down to her knees and made quick work of my pants before wrapping her tits around my dick and getting to work.

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