Gina's Dream

The following story was inspired by an artist named Gina whose work can be found at http://adventure-art.deviantart.com/ My thanks to her for allowing me to use her work at my site.

Gina held her own for three rounds against Frank. When the knockout punch did arrive, it slammed into the side of her face. Gina's eyes shut instantly.
She felt herself strike the canvas, landing on her side. In languorous slow motion Gina rolled over on her back. She struggled to disperse the blackness that enveloped her, but she was fast asleep. Their match was held in Frank's basement gym and they were alone.
Gina couldn't hear Frank call her "Sleeping beauty" and ask if she was getting up.
Looking at Gina prone on the canvas, Frank concluded Gina, with her frizzy curly hair and nice thick legs, was attractive. Like a lot of women Frank boxed, Frank used his digital camera to record Gina's post fight nap.

In the darkness, Gina felt herself swaying and falling until she landed in the forest. The morning sun was shinning between the thick foliage as she walked her horse to the meeting place.
Gina wore black tights and a white blouse opened just above her ample breasts. Around her waist was her rapier.
As she walked, holding the reins of her horse Rosie, who carried two bags of stolen gold coins, Gina smiled and daydreamed about her previous night with Cpt. Mark DeFoe from the Royal Army. Gina had separated from her partner in crime, Calico Sarah, at the Windsor Inn, after splitting the lot from the robbery of a treasury convoy. Gina encountered Cpt. DeFore at the Inn's tavern. He thought she was a local wench and treated her to multiple tankards of ale until they found their way to his room.
Leaving DeFoe in a drunken and exhausted sleep, Gina left the Windsor before dawn and headed to rejoin Calico Sarah for the next robbery. Gina sat against a low wall by the roadside, continuing to daydream about DeFoe.
A figure emerged from the dark forest and moved silently behind Gina.
The figure raised a club above Gina's exposed head.
BONK!!!
Stars geysered around Gina. She felt her eyes close and body relax. The stars continued to spin around her head even though Gina was out cold. A soft "ooohhhh" escaped her lips.
The attacker leaped over the wall and knelt next to her victim. The girl, ten years younger than the thirty year old Gina, wore the red and white uniform of the King's Bounty Hunters, whose duty it was to apprehend all highway outlaws.
"Well, well, Gina the Queen of Thieves!" exclaimed the bounty hunter. "You'll fetch a great sum from the sheriff!"
Gina groaned softly and her body stirred.
"What?! Back from the land of slumber so soon?"
From a pocket in her cloak, the young girl removed a small leather sap.
"Go back to sleep, Gina!"
THUMP!!
The sap landed behind Gina's right ear and the lady thief sighed as she sagged into a deep, peaceful knockout.

It took Gina a few minutes to recover completely from the blows she'd taken. Moving her hands and legs was impossible as her wrists were bound to the tree she was slumped against.
"Queen Gina, awake at last!"
Recognition of the voice snapped Gina back to reality. It was Brittany Shelley, Gina's arch enemy.
"What happened?" asked Gina.
"I was on patrol and who did I find? The most wanted criminal in the entire kingdom...Gina, Queen of the Thieves! So I gave you a conk on the head...well, two conks actually!"
Gina squinted in anger. "If I could get my sword, I'd run you through!"
"I don't doubt you would!"
Brittany sat next to Gina.
"I wager Calico Sarah is searching right now for you! So, I'm going to reunite you two!" Gina reached into her cape. "And as a precaution..."
THWAP!!
This time love birds sang in Gina's ear before she went out.

When Gina came around again, Calico Sarah was slumped against her, restrained in the same way as Gina. Gina surveyed the entire camp, but Brittany was gone.
"Hey Sarah, wake up!"
Gina began nudging her friend. The younger bandit stirred back to consciousness.
Calico Sarah, her nickname a tribute to her multicolored hair, had learned the criminal arts from Queen Gina and the two had been partners for the last two years.
"Wh...ere...we...?" Sarah asked.
"We've both been apprehended by Brittany of the Kings Bounty Hunters. I don't see the wench anywhere, though."
"We're headed straight to jail or deportation to the colonies if she brings us in!"
"And for a very long time, too. we've got to get out of here!"
Both women struggled and pulled at the ropes around their wrists. After a minute, Sarah felt the ropes give and fall away.
"I'm free!" Sarah shouted and quickly undid the bindings on her ankles. Grabbing a knife on a nearby table, she freed Gina.
The pair ran into the forest and quickly found the spot Gina had tied up the horse that carried the stolen gold. Both the horse and the gold were gone. Both women searched desperately until Gina found their horse grazing in a field, saddle bags heavy but intact. "I found them, Sarah!"
Gina noticed Sarah had vanished from next to her. In a hedgerow and few feet behind the, Gina her a scuffle. And then...
WHAP!!
POW!!
SOCK!!
Gina froze in place when she saw Cpt. DeFoe emerge from the hedgerow. Over his left shoulder was draped an unconscious Calico Sarah, her limp arms and legs dangling in the air.
"Good morning, Gina! I was greatly disappointed to find you'd left before me!"
Gina took a few paces back from her lover. "How did you...?"
"I work with Brittany from the Hunters!"
DeFoe hefted Calico Sarah onto the rump of one of the horses. He turned to Gina. "Who do you think told Brittany that you and Miss Calico were in the area?"
"You?"
"Correct. Now your turn..." He smiled at the panicked Gina as he seized her wrist, that Gina tried to pull back. "I'll put in a good word for you and your friend with the magistrate. Maybe you'll get ten years in prison."
Gina swung at DeFoe with her free hand. He slipped out of the way of the fist.
"I enjoyed last night, it made me wish you were the farm girl you pretended to be!"
Cpt. DeFoe brought a small club down on the top of Gina's head.
The lady theif felt dizzy and stars showered around her. Eyes crossing, Gina wobbled and sighed. DeFoe caught her as she collapsed toward him. Gina fit perfectly next to Sarah on the horse.
DeFoe gave both women a lusty slap on the ass. Calico Sarah mumbled in her sleep. Maybe, DeFoe considered, I could persuade the magistrate to allow me to supervise these ladies' rehabilitation. Leading the horses, DeFoe started down the road.

"Hey, Gina, wakey wakey!"
Gina knew she wasn't in the forest and quickly discovered she was laying on the canvas of Frank's boxing ring.
"I knocked you out cold, girl!'
Clutching her sore face with her gloved hands, Gina replied, "You sure did!"