Dominating the Night elves.
The night elves are defeated and taken by the orcs into sexual servitude.
The night elves are defeated and taken by the orcs into sexual servitude.
Nancy finds a new way to have fun at the fair.
Mindy had just finished getting face fucked by me. Sheâs a girl with a problem. Well, right now, two problems. She stole $30,000 from her church and is about to be discovered. I am the only one that she knows who can get her the money to keep her out of jail, and prevent her relationship with her boyfriend/co-homeowner from going in the shitter. He is Treasurer at the church. To earn that money Mindy has reluctantly agreed to be my sex slave for the weekend. Weâre in Vegas. Iâm smiling. Sheâs not.
âSo, are you hungry or what? I asked
I had just dropped a load down her stomach, so maybe she wasnât. But, neither of had eaten since lunch, and it was now 9 PM local time.
âIâŚI supposeâ she stuttered out.
âWell, why donât you go shower and dress to impress. If you do a good enough job maybe we wonât have to have another âlessonâ tonight.â
This brightened her up a bit. Mindy stole the money to gamble with. As a pseudo-reason for me abusing her ass with a riding crop and my cock, I told her the pain was to teach her a lesson about gambling. I even make her say âGambling is not worth itâ as Iâm leaving welts on her shapely behind, or burying myself balls deep through her tight sphincter.
Forty minutes later Iâm yelling for her to hurry up. Iâm hungry and I want to eat. Iâm half hoping she disappoints me in her dress when she walks out. I really am enjoying spanking her, and Iâve let her off lightly (she might not think so) so far. Five minutes later the door opens and out she walks.
Mindy takes a step out the door, smiles her best smile, and then pirouettes to let me see all angles. My cock is instantly at attention. Damn. I was kind of looking forward to using that riding crop.
I started at her feet and noted the red fuck-me pumps with 4 inch heels that add that little extra fullness to her calves. My eyes travel up her impossibly long legs waiting for the dress to begin. It did, well above mid thigh. It was a very tight cherry red one piece that showed every curve and swell of her luscious body. As she began her second turn I saw that the garment had little margin for error in keeping her ass covered. There would be no way for her to bend or even stoop over without endangering the PG rating of the restaurant. The upper portion was equally stunning, with both a criss-cross back and front. Her breasts were half enveloped with the cups of the intersecting bands, leaving all of her cleavage and mid-riff on display. Both nipples were erect and very noticeable. I knew there was nothing on underneath. Iâd made it clear that she didnât need to pack any underwear.
âWell?â she asked âDo I pass?â
âJohn must be gayâ I said referring to her boyfriend. âHow the fuck has he not married you?â
She beamed.
âIâm trying to figure out if Iâm more horny or hungryâ I continued.
That was no exaggeration and quite a feat. I hadnât eaten in 10 hours, but Iâd cum twice in that time.
âYouâll mess my make upâŚâŚâ she warned.
âI donât careâ I said with a condescending tone.
Ignoring that, she retorted with a hint of a pout.
âI thought that you would want to have me on your arm looking like thisâ
Fuck. Iâm being manipulated. But, she is right. Every head in the room, male and female, would be watching when we entered. The guys would be wishing they were me, and the girls would be stunned. They would also be pissed and trying to figure out what to do to get their manâs attention back. I made a mental note to give her a couple of extra swats for this dilemma. I walked over to the goody bag, pulled something out and put it in my pocket.
âAll right. You win. Letâs goâ
âWhat was that?â Mindy asked.
âDonât worry. It wonât mess your makeupâ I replied with an evil grin.
We strolled over to the elevator, with my arm behind her, and my hand resting on her firm ass. I gave it a squeeze every few steps, just for good measure. As soon as we got inside the elevator, I pressed every floor button, and waited for the door to close. Before she could even ask why, I reached around behind her, cupped her ass and drew her in close. I met her lips for a deep kiss, and started worrying her tongue with mine. My right hand massaged her ass, my left moved up for a handful of a barely clothed breast.
The elevator dinged, and with one eye I glanced as it opened, and saw no open waiting. I went back to business, working my tongue around hers and mauling both her ass cheek and boob. My lower hand stopped itâs assault long enough to reach down and find the bottom of her dress and pull it up to uncover half her ass. She had not resisted an iota to this point, but now pulled away from my kiss, and pointed.
âThey have cameras here. Some one will see.â
I ignored her and dropped my other hand to knead both mounds, as we went back to kissing. The elevator dinged again. I glanced and again nobody needed a ride. I inched her dress all the way up to her waist, and moved one hand to the front to cup her pussy. My middle finger quickly found the gap between her lips, and she let out a small gasp as my finger found her clit.
Ding. My luck held and now my finger was rapidly massaging her clit and the wetness and her moans told me she was starting to lose control. I had not neglected her breast this whole time and my manipulations had her left breast exposed. I moved from her lips to envelop the entire nipple and began to suck greedily on the tight nub. The sucking and finger fucking lasted for only a few more seconds until the elevator made itâs announcement that we had reached the 2nd floor. This time a flash of color told us both that there was someone outside. Being a gentleman, I quickly pulled her dress down, if not straight, covering the important parts, as she fumbled to put her boob back in itâs proper place.
None of this was accomplished in time to prevent our new elevator mates from figuring out what was going on. The younger couple looked a bit shocked, but got on anyway. Mindy was as red as her dress and still trying to arrange everything. She succeeded about the time we descended to the ground floor. No one said a word. I did have trouble controlling my grin and the fullness in my groin was uncomfortable.
As Mindy and I got off, I glanced at the guy who had boarded the elevator. He was staring at Mindyâs cleavage. His date might have been upset had she noticed, but her eyes were on the length of Mindyâs dress. I got a lecherous wink from him as I turned the corner to head off to the restaurant. I couldnât help but put my hand on Mindyâs ass, and give it a firm squeeze, in a final gesture to our two elevator mates. Mindy didnât miss a step.
A $20 tip helped us get seated in a mostly secluded area of Prime Steakhouse. It was close to closing time, so there were not many patrons left. We sat down, side by side, facing out to the restaurant. Our backs were to the wall and to our right was an empty table, and then another wall. To our left were several open tables. In front we saw two other couples, both with one diner facing us and one away. Both diners facing us were male, and Mindy had drawn their attention.
My right hand immediately went to my pocket to retrieve the vibrating egg toy that I had fished out of the goody bag. This one had a variable speed remote control, and about three feet of cord. Mindy was looking at the menu and not paying much attention to me. I reached down, put my empty hand on her thigh and began to work it up. When I got to the hem of her dress, and did not stop, she gave me a quick glance, and then scanned the room to see if anyone was watching. I guess they either werenât looking or she knew it didnât matter, because she parted her legs, and I continued my trek up her thigh.
When I reached my goal, I found her lips, and began to rub the top of her pussy with one finger in a circular motion. Mindy tried to act like nothing was going on, and in truth with the overhanging tablecloth, no one could see underneath. She spread her legs a little farther, to give me better access. At that moment our waiter, a late twenties male, announced himself, and Mindy gave a little start, like she had been caught at something. I had seen him coming, and I did not miss a beat with my pussy massage.
The waiter asked about our drinks. I ordered a bottle of wine and two shots of Crown to get us started. The whole time Iâm making my little circles, speeding up and then slowing down. Mindy shifts a little, turns very red, and opens her legs even more. The waiter notices where my hand has to be, but being as this is Las Vegas, heâs seen it all. He is likely only concerned that we keep things discreet and tip him well. As he walks away, Mindy turns to me, gives me a look that says âI canât believe you did thatâ, but doesnât say a word.
I pull my hand away, and give her thigh a gentle tug towards me indicating she should move her legs even farther apart. But that was only half my thought. I transfer the egg, and put my hand and egg between her legs, and they find her very wet pussy with one smooth move. Mindy stifles a gasp as the not-body-temperature egg enters her cunt. I notice that both guys, hearing Mindyâs noise, are now glancing at us, and then back at their wives, as if to not get caught staring.
Mindyâs eyebrows raise, she jumps just a bit, and grabs my thigh as I turn the egg on to low. Almost involuntarily Mindy closed her legs to keep the egg inside. As I increase the speed, our waiter comes back wanting to know if we are ready to order.
âLadies firstâ I say with just a small grin.
Mindy is taking in short gasps, and squirming in her seat, as I cycle from medium to high, and then back down.
âIâŚ.IâŚ.Iâ she tries to start. âIâll haveâŚ.theâŚuhâŚ.OhâŚuhâŚ.Iâll have theâŚOhhhhh⌠the prime rrrrribâŚâŚmediiiiiumâ
The waiter gives her a quizzical look and asks about her vegetable.
I have my hands on my lap, and the remote pegged. I canât hear it, but I can actually feel the vibrations as my arm is touching Mindy, who is red faced and constantly shifting.
âOh..Oh..Bbbbbbaked Potato! Bbbutter! S..sssour cream!â
The waiterâs look says that he is thinking about asking if she is OK, but thinks better of it and just asks for my order. Iâve havenât even looked at the menu, as I have been having too much fun. But this is a steakhouse so itâs not too hard to wing it. As the waiter departs, Mindy grabs my arm and through gritted teeth says
âTurn it off! Please! YouâŚ.youâŚ.Oh God!…..puhâŚ.Oh! Oh!….Jesus God!.
She knew I wasnât going to turn it off and I saw her start to spread her legs to push out the thing about to bring her to orgasm.
âTake it out, and Iâll show everyone, and put it right on the tableâ
Mindy moved up out of her seat about half way, grabbed her linen napkin and stuffed it in her crotch. I glanced at the other patrons; one of the guysâ eyes had gone wide. He wasnât sure if he was witnessing a medical event or what. Mindy caught sight of that, smiled very weakly, and tried to sit still.
Then she glared at me with wide eyes, and gasped out as quiet as she could, all the while squeezing my arm, now with both her hands. This whole time I am cycling fast, slow, fast, medium, slow, never letting her get used to one pace. It is having the desired effect.
âOh! Oh! Oh!â she breathlessly says as quiet as she can, with eyes screwed shut and an almost pained look on her face.
âI came, damn you! I hope I didnât make a wet spot on my dress!â
I turned the egg down, and leaned over to kiss her. She faced me, and I gave her a long, deep kiss, as I cycled the egg back up. Not wanting to make to big a display, I pulled back, put allowed the hand that had been on her shoulder to give her breast a squeeze. I winked at the one guy who had caught the show. He just stared with eyes wide. His wife noticing this, looked back. But, by now we were both trying to look innocent. You could tell she asked what he had been looking at. A shake of his head told us that he didnât want to go into details, and their arriving waiter saved him for the moment.
Our drinks arrived, and I made Mindy down both of the Crowns. I hate whiskey. She downed them like a trooper and chased them with the water at our side. I spent the rest of the meal, making her keep the egg inside her, occasionally turning in on, and getting her worked up, but this time, not getting her close enough to cum. I enjoyed my steak and a glass of wine. I made sure Mindy finished the bottle.
She eventually begged me to take it out and let her go to the bathroom. I acquiesced, and noticed that she had not soiled her dress and that every eye in the house watched her walk away, and then all eight eyes, almost at the same time, found their way back to me. I waved and they all looked at their plates in unison.
By the time she got back, both other couples were leaving. I had a raging hard on from all the fun and I needed relief. I debated about making her give me head under the table, but I didnât want to press my luck. The bill was $150 and I left a c-note for the tip. We got up and left. I had my hand squarely on Mindyâs ass.
As we walked to the elevator, I told her.
âTake your tits out.â
âWhat?!â she gapsed.
âYouâre going to go the rest of the way with those luscious melons out for the world to viewâ
She fidgeted, walked faster, and pulled both cups to the side as we got to the elevator. As there was no one in the hall she turned to face away. Her face was red as a beet again. The doors opened and there were two guys getting off. But all they saw was Mindyâs back side. They might have seen the tent pole I was sporting, if they had cared to take their eyes off of Mindyâs legs and ass.
She quickly got inside, and faced the back. I reached around and grabbed a handful of boob with one hand and jerked her dress up with my other. Mindy gasped, spun to face me, and pulled her dress back down.
âPlease!â she said.
I moved in, put both arms around her and grabbed both ass cheeks as I began to kiss her again. She responded eagerly, half out of arousal and half because I was covering up her tits. I edged her into a corner and ignored the two men in suits who joined us on the next floor. I continued massaging her ass, dropping one hand lower to feel skin, and then the swell of her well bubbled ass, as I worked by hand up under the dress and squeezed.
Mindy only shifted to try to shield herself from the eyes watching her being kissed and fondled.
They got off one floor before us, and I hear one guy laughingly say
âFuck her once for us, too, buddyâ
We got off the elevator, me letting Mindy go first, with her boobs still out for the world to see. She was set to make a sprint for our room, when I put my arms around her to stop her. She was going to turn, but I stopped her, lifted her arms above her head, dropped mine quickly and in one fast motion, I had her dress up and over her boobs. She instinctively dropped her arms, but I told her the dress was coming off, and she complied, with eyes wide. Now naked except for her heels, she tried to cover up, covering her tits with one arm and her bush with the other.
âCâmonâ I said
I let her move quickly and we got to the room unseen. I had the key out, but I teased her.
âHurry up! Please!
âWhat do I getâ I queried
âAnything! Let me in, Pleaseâ
I gave her the key and coped a feel as she fumbled for the door. We were in, in very short order, and I was all over her as the door shut. I figured she would be mad, cuss me, and I would have ample excuse to take the riding crop to her heart shaped ass. But, to my surprise, she started to kiss me back, and fumble for my belt.
âFuck! I want you! I have never been this hot in my life!â
My pants were down and she was on her knees with them. She had my rock hard member in her mouth in micro seconds and was bobbing up and down quickly. I had cum twice in the last six hours, but she was well on her way to making me shoot number three. But there was too much territory to explore. I grabbed her hair on the back of her head and guided her up. She resumed kissing me, as I found a nipple with one hand and began to twirl it between my fingers. It instantly got hard. I worked my pants off, pushed her back and got my shirt off. I gave her a gentle push, and she went back onto the bed. She boobs giving a satisfying shimmy back and forth as she landed. I grabbed both her ankles, pull her halfway off the bed, threw her legs over my shoulders and buried myself in her cunt, balls deep in one thrust. She let out a groan of pleasure and I started to pump her cunt as fast as I could.
âOh, God! she yelled. âFuck me! Fuck me hard!â
I knew this was going to end too quickly. So I slowed down and began to bring myself down a notch. I reached up between her legs and grabbed each nipple with my forefinger and thumb and puffed up the nipple as I continued to pump her. I alternated between working her two erasures and just mauling each tit, never breaking rhythm. I took her two arms and jerked them above her head, with the clear statement that they should remain. Her tits were now free to bounce up and down with the rhythm of my strokes, and the motion was hypnotic and intoxicating at the same time. The movement of her breasts caused her nipples to go rock hard in seconds. I couldnât resist leaning over to suck on one and then the other, feeling the gumdrop-hardness in my mouth.
All of the stimulation was working her too, and Mindy started to moan through her teeth.
âUmmmmmm. Iâm close! Donât stop. Please donât stop!â
I did stop. I pulled out, stepped out from between her legs and flipped her over.
âOn your knees and get that ass in the air!â She complied instantly
âReach back and rub yourselfâ
She did as she was told, closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling. I walked over to the goody bag, grabbed the KY jelly, and was back in a flash. I plunged back into her pussy, causing Mindy to open her eyes wide, with a small jolt, but she quickly settled back down to enjoying her own manipulations.
âKeep rubbing!â She did, as I made a slow rocking motion with my hips, moving in and out. I popped the cap on the tube of lubricant, as my other thumb found her anus. I massaged it with a short in and out pulse. I added a dollop of the lube to my thumb and worked some of it inside. Mindy let out a groan and started to rub her clit faster. I squeezed out a large Hersheyâs kiss portion on her tight sphincter, wiped the residual on my cock, and lined up.
Mindy tensed reflexively, but I was way beyond caring if I ripped her. I had done all I was going to, and pushed my cock right up against her little starfish. She drew in a sharp quick gasp as I pushed in and my head cleared the outer ring.
âOh! Just a second! Please! Let me relaxâ
I gave her just that, and I stepped slightly forward to gain position, grabbed both hips tightly and I started to push in, gaining about an inch each half second. Mindyâs ass was so-fucking-tight. My cock had never felt such wonder. I kept a constant pressure and soon bottomed out with my balls against her cunt.
Mindy was sweating and taking in quick breathes.
âPlease, please. Give me a minute. Oh that hurts. Let me relax.â
Again I waited just a second and then eased back slowly until my head was about to exit and then I reversed course. Going back down this time was not quite as tight. So I pushed harder. Mindy tightened, felt the pain, and forced herself to relax.
âSlow! Please, slow! It hurts. Youâll rip me apart.â
I continued to push deep in her bowel again, feeling her anal muscles try to milk my cock. I bottomed out and immediately reversed course, picking up the pace. Almost out. Then in a little harder and faster.
âRub youself!â I ordered
She did and this next thrust had much more authority behind it. She had loosened up enough where I could get going, and I did. My pace quickened and I was soon plowing her ass and Mindy began to get into it.
âYes! Oh, Yesâ Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Make me cum! Make me cumâ
âBeg me to fuck your ass!â I said in a hard clear voice
âPlease fuck my ass! Do it harder! Please fuck me harder!â
âDo you like it up the ass?!
âYes! Yes! Please fuck my ass! Harder! Harder! Oh, God! Faster! Please make me cum!
âAre you my little butt slut?â
âYes Oh, Yes! Harder! Make me cum! Make me cum!
I was determined to do just that, myself. I was bottoming out with each thrust, pulling half way out, and then slamming her ass as hard and fast as I could. She would grunt with each thrust and her fingers were working her pussy rapidly. Both of my hands were grabbing handfuls of her hips thrusting them back to meet me in a collision that would have broken me in half had I come out. I was ready to cum.
I let out a loud groan as I felt my balls contract, and with the hardest and deepest thrust yet, I pulled back on her hips and found another inch of her bowel, and held it. My balls erupted and hot jizz began to fill her ass.
Mindy was right there with me, yellingâ
âIâm cuming!â Iâm..Iâm cummingâ
And I felt her ass tighten around me to the point of pain. I returned the favor by reaching underneath grabbing both tits, letting her nipples ooze out between my fingers and squeezing as hard as I could. This seemed to intensify her orgasm and I felt her ass get even tighter. I held tight until I felt her ass start to relax itâs stranglehold on my cock. Then I began to soften and I pulled out. I collapsed on top of her, both of us were breathing heavily and unable to speak.
As I caught my breath, I rolled off of her and said.
âMake sure you come up with an âinterestingâ way to wake me up in the morning. That cute little ass of yours depends on it.â
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Just a few minutes after Tyler and Ava left the room and told Paige to wait for further orders, the butler walked in. He was holding a large, silver plate, which he put down on the table, three feet away from Paige. He didnât even look at the girl, but walked straight out of the room again, closing it behind her. Paige got up and looked at the plate. There was a bunch of clothes, with a letter on it. âPaigeâ, it said.
Paige opened the folded letter and started to read. Dear Paige,
Weâre terribly sorry we canât tell you this in person, but you might want to have some time for yourself after reading our plan. Youâre life is gonna change, Paige. A lot. Anyway, first things first. Please undress and put the clothes on P gave you. They are kinda revealing, but you donât mind that, do you? You certainly did not during prom last year, you naughty little Elf. So, when you put your own clothes off and the new ones on, you can read on.
Paige, still scared of the gun behind pointed at her earlier on this day, decided to put on the clothes. She looked around if there was no one spying on her, and quickly took of her shirt. She threw it on the floor, bend over a little and pulled down her panties to the ground. She stepped out of them and kicked them towards her shirt. Quickly she took the clothes on the plate and layed them down on the couch. It was not much, but it was better than the panties she had been wearing all of yesterday and tonight. She grabbed the new panties from the couch and took them on. Wearing the panties, she picked up the bra and put it on as well. It was perfect, they even knew her size. A shiver went through Paigeâs body, as she thought of the other things Tyler and Ava probably knew. The last part of clothing was a satin see-through sleeping dress, white, just as the rest. She put it on, and quickly picked up the letter again, being extremely curious about what was in there.We now assume you are wearing the new clothes. Good. How are they? I hope you like them, youâre gonna wear them later as well. So, letâs get to the point. Like I already said, weâve brought you here because of your perfect body and your cute little face. And, like I said as well, no one of us is going to rape you. Although⌠There is a slight similarity between rape and the thing youâre gonna do. You see, we want to enjoy your body. That pretty much means we want to enjoy your body having sex. Not with us, in this stage of the game. Yes, you can see it as a game. You can win it, but itâs gonna take a while. A long while. If you donât play, you loose and really bad things are going to happen. So, you donât really have a choice. The game exists of many different in-game challenges. The rules are simple: do whatever we tell you to, on your own way, and you will be generously rewarded. But fail, and we will punish you. And I think youâre not kinky enough to like most of our punishments⌠I hope you get it, and youâre willing to play. If so, walk out of this room to the basement. Itâs our playroom, as it were. I hope to see you there!
Ava & Tyler
Paige, still standing up, plumped down on the couch and put her hands on her face. She thought deeply. Why was this happening to her? She had so many questions. She could run⌠No, they knew where she lived, they knew everything! It wouldnât help a thing, just make it worse. There was only one option: going to that basement and hope for the best. She stood up, threw her old clothes on the plate and laid the letter on top. With a little less doubt, she stepped towards the door, opened it and walked through the enormous hallway. Just one time her eyes drifted off to the front door, but she knew she shouldnât go there. Paige turned left, towards the basement. As she walked off the stairs and came to the door, she doubted for just one more second, but resolutely knocked twice on the wooden doorway.
When Ava told Paige to enter the room, she opened the door and stepped inside. She didnât see much, because the room was only lit by two dimmed dark red lights. The only thing she saw, was that she was not the only one in the room who changed clothes. First, she looked at Tyler, standing between her and Ava. He was only wearing a leopard print thong and a necktie. âCome on, we wonât biteâ, he whispered. Paige gently took a few steps forward, holding her see-through sleeping dress with both hands, as Tyler stepped away. Paige saw Ava. She couldnât help thinking the woman was so beautiful, especially now she saw she was just wearing an incredibly short skirt, with probably nothing under it. Her big boobs were totally visible, something Paige didnât expect. âYou can look at themâ, Ava said. âItâs ok.â
Ava stood up from the chair she was sitting in, and walked over to Paige. âMy God, girl, you look terrific in that dress. It makes your shape come out even betterâ, she said. Paige felt pretty uncomfortable and still tried not to stare at Avaâs perfect boobs. âYou seeâ, Ava continued, âweâre just feeling good wearing as few clothes as possible.â âI figuredâ, Paige replied. âAh, she talks. Great!â, Tyler said, while taking a seat on the huge couch in the back of the basement. He started to flip through a magazine with two naked kissing girls on the cover. Ava stepped over to Paige, walked half a circle around her and grabbed her hips from the back. Paige didnât know what to do, and decided not to do anything at all. âI assume that you being here means youâre willing to play our little game?â she said. âSeem like I donât have a choice, do I?â Paige answered. She turned around, facing Ava, and asked: âSo, this game⌠What do you want me to do?â
Ava didnât expect Paige to be so easily willing to do whatever she would tell her to, so she had to think about what to say for a few seconds. âAh, the first task. Iâm glad youâre so eager to begin!â Ava replied. âThe first task is⌠Letâs say itâs an easy one. I didnât expect you wanted to start rightaway, but why not. First of all, you need some new clothes. Follow me.â Ava walked over to another part of the basement, with Paige following her, and opened a huge walk in closet. Dozens, hundreds of sexy and cute outfits became visible when Ava switched on the light. âFor the first tasksâ, she said, âIâm going to tell you what to wear. Later on in the game, you might be able to pick your own clothes.â Paige nodded and waited for Ava to get something for her to wear. Ava walked through the closet a few times, kneeled and took a pair of jeans out of a box. Then she walked to the other end, grabbed a shirt, a long coat and a scarf and walked back to Tyler. Paige patiently followed her, and heard Ava ask Tyler: âWhat do you think?â Tyler looked at the clothes, didnât say anything and went back on watching the pictures of the kissing girls.
âThatâs a goâ, Ava said. Here, put them on. She gave Paige the clothes and took place next to Tyler on the sofa. âRight here?â, Paige asked. âOf course. Believe me, weâve seen young girlsâ bodies beforeâ, Tyler murmured. As soon as Paige turned her back at the two and started taking off the dress, Tyler stopped looking at the magazine and watched Paigeâs moves carefully. Paige had now taken off the dress and bent forward to pick up the jeans. She quickly put them on, they fit perfectly again, and she noticed the pants were ripped. Her knees were visible through the holes, and there were huge rips at her left thigh and right butt cheek, both easily as big as a baseball. She kneeled, picked up the shirt and took it on. She also put on the jacket, and at that moment, Ava threw her pair of black high heels towards Paige. Without saying a word, she took them on as well, and Ava came walking towards her. She pulled the pants to see if they were tight enough, and unbuttoned the upper two buttons of Paigeâs shirt, making her quite firm boobs jumping out a little bit. âThatâll doâ, Ava said. âNow, are you ready to hear what the task is?â âFire awayâ, Paige said. She just wanted to know how bad it was as soon as possible. Tyler now stood up and walked towards an Apple keyboard. He pressed a few buttons and a huge screen lit up on the only empty wall in the basement. Paige saw a train station, with a train just leaving.
To be continuedâŚ
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My imagination knows no bounds when it comes to pleasure, some of my most pleasant encounters have started as fantasies, to combine all my sexual fantasies into one encounter is my dream.
My ability to put my stories to paper is my weakness, i would appreciate any tips to improve,
A young boy by the name of Alex living in future Britain where hooligans own the streets with the police at their mercy 4 young boys enjoy ultra-violence, rape, torture and other sadistic games. DARE YOU READ?
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Evelyn is invited to join a very exclusive club, but she must first be interviewed by the admissions committee and explain why she deserves to be a part of SaM’s very exclusive club. The series begins with her first night at the club and then progresses through the stories she tells the committee to prove she is worthy to become a permanent part of SaM’s Club. The stories are better understood if you have read the previous chapters, but each chapter stands more or less on its own. In Chapter fourteen, Evelyn tells the last of ten tales to show her superiority as a true Mistress.
The Princess And The Pirates
Part 1 â off the Seychelles, 2002
For most people the pleasure of being on a luxury yacht off the Seychelles would be something from their dreams. But for the tanned blond basking on the bow it may as well have been a prison cell. The party-mad Princess Madeline was a long way from the world she loved, stranded in the middle of a boring ocean, going out of her mind from dullness. This was really no holiday for the scandal-plagued beauty; like something out of a fairytale she was a princess banished to an idyllic exile for her sins.
Those sins were indeed many. She was barely past her twentieth birthday but had already developed a sordid reputation. Being the youngest of the royal children she had been both devoid of responsibility and utterly spoilt. Consequently she had grown up bratty, demanding and entitled. With golden hair, a luscious figure and deep gray eyes, ‘Madde’ more than fulfilled the fantasy of a Nordic princess â and she had known it from an early age. Altogether, the mix of beauty and arrogance made for a potent combination that obsessed the paparazzi.
The princess, of course, took all this for granted. She saw it as only right that she could blaze a slutty trail through the elite clubs of Europe, given her looks and power. Getting everything she wanted was one thing, but having the body to back it up was even better. She lived for the thrill of being one of the most sought-after young royals with numerous admirers. Life was like a fantastic party were she was always the center of attention.
She had been precocious enough sexually ever since she seduced her groom â then had him fired for it, purely because she rebelled in the power.. An ability to bring any man she liked to his knees came naturally to the prick teasing princess. Bodyguards, tutors, grooms â she loved to fuck the lot, not to mention the occasional rock star or fellow blue blood. Her exasperated parents and publicity machine were kept ever-busy covering up her slutty indirections.
There was a passion Madeleine had that extended beyond the bedroom, although it was no less carnal. She was a highly skilled show jumper and competed at a serious level. It was somewhat expected of a girl in her position, but she had loved horses her whole life â and especially since she had learned to orgasm so powerfully when astride one. The rough physicality of it all toned her tight body and turned her on. It wasn’t just the many chiseled hunks she met who got her wet whenever she thought about riding. Something in the princess tired of total control and dreamed of a man who would take instead of asking, using her like the beasts she rode, broken and sweaty. She had started to take her crop to bed, to be used by select lovers on her round ass while she squealed in delight.
Moving to London at 18 to study, she had quickly abandoned academia for her two favorite pastimes : cocaine and cock. As a stunning blond with a bottomless bank account she had no shortage of either. The next two years passed in a blaze of parties with no time for class of any kind. Madeleine merrily danced, snorted and sucked her way through the exclusive club scene and became infamous for it. She only had three rules: no guys over 30, never in the ass, and no blacks â Madde was profoundly racist.
Her discretion was protected by bodyguards who kept her secrets in exchange for infrequent indulgences with the princess. She traded her body for their silence. The Royal Family back in Stockholm were kept in the dark as to the excesses of their youngest.
It could stayed that way for a while, until her 20th birthday party became public. Holding it at an elite strip club was outrageous enough, but the fact Madde had joined them on stage for a while horrified her prudish and proper parents. She was recalled quickly and ignominiously sent home, nominally for the holidays but really to receive a stern scolding from the King.
The family were outraged, not that she actually cared. What did irritate her was the conditions of her punishment : a few weeks in the Seychelles far from paparazzi cameras. Isolated on a yacht with a handpicked crew of her parent’s choosing, there would be little chance to disgrace herself. None of her personal staff were allowed in favor of a less corrupted entourage. The infuriated princess fumed at the fact she was not even allowed a maid. This whole business, she felt, was totally unfair.
So here she was a few weeks later, basking and bronzed in the Indian Ocean. The ordeal had become bearable enough, although the lack of partying on the island itself had bored her immensely. Even the vast stillness of the sea was to be preferred to that dump. She had sourced some local weed in a brief moment away from her minders, and enjoyed a few stealthy smokes to kill the boredom.
Laid out on the bow of the luxury yacht, Madde soaked in more than the rays of the sun. For days now the crew had watched their royal passenger display her body with avid interest. She knew they had been chosen by her parents specifically because they would resist her wiles. The fact they had picked so many ugly and married specimens almost amused her. But the precocious prick tease enjoyed the attention anyway, even if some of the creepier ones ogled a little too long.
The evening was now drawing in on her second day at sea. She he spent the sun-soaked afternoon bronzing herself on the prow, her 34C bust amplified by a revealing white bikini. Daydreaming with her Ipod she dozed off to the gentle rocking of the ocean. At their stations on the bridge the two officers of the watch were totally focused on her. Smoking and discussing among themselves what they would do to the princess on any other occasion, the bridge crew were unaware of the boat coming alongside them in the growing gloom.
For this royal cruise had not been kept a total secret. Among the dock crews in the Seychelles were eyes of the Somali pirates, looking for the ‘one big score’ that would make them. Madeleine’s identity and location had been sent to waiting crews in Mogadishu, and the consortium of captains chose a picked team to grab her. The possibilities of ransoming a real European princess seemed a dream come true.
Bearing just enough fuel to get there and back, the pirates had taken a low-profile fishing boat direct to the yacht, guided by a planted GPS. They knew they had to be back by dawn, with the princess or not. Stalking it in the last hours of the day, they slowly approached like a shark just as darkness fell. All the while the royal yacht was obvious to the approaching danger.
Fixated on drooling over their passenger, the watchmen on the bridge were only aware of the threat when it was too late. Both were swiftly and silently stabbed as the pirates sabotaged the controls. While some went below decks to execute the rest of the crew, the leader of the posse stared down on the dozing Madeleine with a dull glower in his single good eye. Aljad’s other one was just an empty socket, the legacy of many brutal years of militia warfare and preying on fishermen. Wiping his bloodied knife on the dead watchman he walked down onto the deck.
Madeleine awoke to the sound of footsteps, groggy and languid. With a feline stretch she drawled sleepily, âWhy didn’t you idiots wake me up? I’m hungry now. Call up the chef, and refill my bottle.â
The clatter of Swedish was alien to Aljad. But he recognized the haughty entitlement. He licked his salty, cracked lips at the profile of the princess, laid out almost like a trophy in the orange sunset. The cynical killer had never been a religious man, despite the efforts of his despairing mother. But he found a moment to praise the generosity of Allah as he approached his prey.
âHey, did you hear me, asshole?â Madeleine spat in pouty irritation. She pushed her shades back onto her immaculately groomed blond hair and sat up sharply. It was a bit too quick for her pot- and sun-addled senses and she swooned for a moment, trying to see the approaching man through the gloom than now came down fast. âI said, get your sorry ass to the galley now, or I’ll-â
When she finally focused on Aljad her gasp of shock caught in her throat. The princess was literally stunned at the sight of this vicious thug, his cold eye boring through her. Fumbling awkwardly she got up and jumped off the raised bow, landing on the deck before him. Clutching a towel to hide her half-naked body Madde felt fear rise in her like nausea.
But her instinctive sense of propriety â her royal upbringing â suddenly burst through her shock. With a mix of anger and outrage she spat, in English âWho the fuck are you, you black asshole! Why are you here? Stop fucking looking at me!â She wondered where the crew were. âHey you guys!â She shouted up at the bridge. âThere’s some..psycho on board!â
The report of shouts and muffled gunshots below deck rang out. A real sense of her situation started to break through Madde’s arrogant denial. Her luminous eyes swelling in fear, she slowly backed away from the approaching Aljad. âGet the fuck back, asshole!â In a moment of blind bratty rage she threw her cellphone at him. The leering pirate batted it away with a chuckle and it landed with a slop plop in the sea.
The sudden voice of his voice â a perfectly accented English â almost trumped Madde’s disbelief. âGood evening, Princessâ, he said with an evil chuckle. âI’d like to invite you back to my palace in Harardhere. You are going to make me a very rich man.â
Madde was so bewildered that it seemed like some horrible lucid nightmare. She could see other pirates moving around on the ship now, several of them wearing the bloodstained uniforms of the crew. This couldn’t possibly be happening, she thought in an instinctive moment of pure entitled anger.
âFuck you, asshole! Do you know who I am? My people will fuck you up so bad-â
Suddenly a rough cord drew a tight noose around her neck. She feverishly clawed at the rope as she inhaled the foul presence of the pirate now come up behind her. His rigid cock pressed up hard through his jeans against her ass. The more Madde struggled, the tighter the noose grew. All royal presumption was gone now as she knew she was fighting for her life.
Her vision began to turn into a field of stars as Aljad approached. He gave his crewman a curt nod and the rope was released. But before Madde could gasp more than a few desperate breaths, Aljad punched her firmly once, twice, then three times in succession as she convulsed in choked agony. Blind from the shock, all she could hear was the roars of laughter from the other watching pirates. Then he delivered a swift, cunt-crushing kick directly between her long brown legs and she suddenly found the voice to scream.
âOHGDDDD PLZ-PLZZ! PLZGD I-I-â she was blathering in panic now. ‘I-I-I’m rich! Incredibly rich! You can have the lot! You can be millionaires please ohgodOHGODNONONO-â As the pirate behind her bound her wrists and a cackling Aljad grabbed her bikini she wailed in Swedish âYOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME â YOU CAN’T YOU-Y-YOU FUCKING NIGGERS!â
She writhed and shrieked like a wild animal as Aljad tore off the bikini top with a loud snap. Groaning in horror she shut her eyes as he began to claw and bite at her tits when they bounced free. âOh g-god please, listen, please don’t do this I’m begging please, no, no, no….â The pirate behind her ripped off her bikini bottoms with a firm tug, groping and slapping her ass while she sobbed helplessly. Watching avidly, the rest of the crew drank in the sight of the royal hottie’s tanned, toned body naked and glowing with sweat in the early moonlight. None had ever seen a white woman before, let alone such a fine specimen screaming at their mercy.
Madde was pushed roughly to her knees as Aljad dropped his pants and exposed his fully erect cock. It was twice the size of anything she had ever seen. Hot tears streamed down her ruddy cheeks as she realised what was coming. She clenched her eyes shut tight as Aljad grabbed a fistful of her soft blond hair and flashed a knife before her.
âYou give the best blowjob of your life now Princess, or I’ll cut off your nose. Look at me. You understand? LOOK AT ME!â
He drank in the sight of her fear-filled gray eyes as they sprang open and stared up at him. His throbbing cock swung before her and she drew her mouth tight. But Aljad pressed his knife to her nose and she opened her glossed lips just wide enough for him to thrust his raperod through. Groaning loudly he pushed deep into her cool mouth while Madde gagged violently. The stench and nausea rendered her almost delirious even before he began to vigorously facefuck her. All she could do was make wet choking noises and pray for the nightmare to end. She struggled to see through her tear-stained eyes but she could clearly make out her rapist’s face as it glared evilly down at her.
This isn’t a nightmare, thought Madde with a surreal insight, this is hell. She had always known she ran the risk of being kidnapped. But this ordeal was beyond her worst imaginings. Her only hope was that they were going to ransom her, in which case they would let her live. For now she was the prisoner of a dozen Somali pirates, and with a dull certainly she realised she could expect nothing but a night of a gang-rape.
Aljad came with a satisfied grunt, his load firing like a shotgun in Madde’s mouth. She retched but that just sent it further down her throat and she convulsed with disgust. Staring at her shiny face, glistening from tears, spit and cum, he pulled out with a soft plop then slapped her face hard. She yelped like a whipped dog, her pleas for mercy now incoherent gurgling babble.
âThrow the white bitch over that bar,â the pirate chief bellowed, as an eager group leaped forward and threw Madde like a ragdoll over a long bar on the bow. Jackknifed awkwardly and painfully, she could do nothing but shudder in terror as two queues formed in front of and behind her. Whooping gleefully the pirates then took her firmly and furiously in an endless double-fuck. Some choked her over and over with their huge fetid cocks while using her ears as handgrips â and nearly tearing them off in the process. She was forced to employ every trick she knew about pleasuring a man with her mouth, hoping that the sooner she made they cum the sooner her suffering was over.
With her legs lashed in a ‘v’ position the pink lips of Madde’s pussy were clearly exposed to her rapists. As the first of a dozen penetrated her tight snatch she howled like an animal, but it was soon choked off by the cock in her mouth. She had never had a dick like this in her; it hurt so much and was so big that she felt the piston-like pounding crush her box with the most exquisite agony.
Sweat soaked her in the steamy night, running off her body as it was jerked about cruelly. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as every pirate on the boat reamed her like she was the only woman left on earth.. Each time she was taken she felt that much more worse; every thrust broke her a little bit intimately.
Closing her eyes Madde tried to take herself somewhere else in her mind. With a naĂŻve, helpless desperation she tried to take herself out of the suffering. But then the pain began again â the burning between her legs, the aching in her throat. Dear Christ, she thought dully, this is just the start. For all her bragging she realised it would be a long time â if at all â before she was rescued, and she didn’t think she could last that long. Her tight and trained horsewoman’s body had been pushed beyond its limits, and Madde soon found herself feverishly praying for unconsciousness…or even death. But the pain just got worse, and the brutal reality was nearly driving her mad.
For a few delirious moments everything seemed to stop. She heard laughing and cruel voices howling around her. Aljad grabbed a fistful of her blond hair and jerked her head back violently to bring them face-to face.
âIn the villagesâ, he hissed, âit is said the cure for AIDS is to fuck the ass of a white woman.â A wicked smile played on his scarred face as he saw the terror fill her dark gray eyes. âOne of my boys is going to test that theory.â
Madde barely had a moment to scream before she felt the steel hands clamp onto her sides and the battering against her asshole. There had only ever been one major law in her immorality â no anal sex, especially with a black man. She had resolved to never be fucked in the ass â now an AIDS-ridden sadistic pirate was ripping it in half. Her throat, already raw from her constant cries, shredded as she shrieked in a primal agony.
Her blazing eyes stared ahead into nothing as she felt her ass pounded deep, hard and rhythmically. Every thrust drove a little more into her and so hurt that much more. She tried to relax, to lessen the suffering as much as she could. But this rapist knew exactly how to make her scream, to the delighted cheers of his crewmates. He came deep and long inside her, slapping her cheeks hard from behind and taunting the degraded girl. The shattered Madde’s mind was so unhinged she barely noticed when he finally pulled out. She painfully lifted her head up and stared out at the black endless sea. In that moment the princess found herself wondering if she wasn’t better off dead.
She groaned as she was untied, four pirates each grabbing a limb and holding her spreadeagled above the deck. Too weak to struggle, beg for mercy or even pray, Madde tried to prepare herself for whatever came next. Aljad came up again, a cold light glinting in his eyes. He held up a razorblade and spoke calmly to his dazed victim.
âYou enjoyed that punishment too much, you rotten whore. Moaning and squealing like you did. Before you enter my house you must be made clean.â
He acted so swiftly, and in such a practiced move, that Madde barely realised what happened. He took her bruised and swollen clit between his fingers then sliced it off with the chipped razor blade. The pink bud fell away and he flicked it into the sea. Despite the stinking heat of the night Madde suddenly felt incredibly cold, just before the wave of shocking anguish suddenly surged through her body.
âAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUKKKKKKKKKKK-â
Her fractured mind could barely conceive of the brutal mutilation she had just suffered, let alone the pain that now wracked her. She was barely aware as Aljad’s mate quickly cauterized her severed pussy with a hand-held blowtorch, burning it in the process. After all the brutalizations visited upon her she had finally found her limit, and passed whimpering into a deep black unconsciousness.
Chuckling with satisfaction, the pirates looked at their prey. âGet her in the boat, now.â bellowed Aljad. He turned back to his mate. âThe charges set?â A curt nod in reply told him yes. âThen we go now. Three hours back to shore, and we’re millionaires, boys!â
He watched as his crew, singing with joy, loaded the bound and bloodied body of the princess in the boat. Once ashore, he thought to himself, they would make the ransom video, then move her up to the fortress in the mountains. He wanted to breed this one, to have the golden-haired Northern whore produce more blond daughters for this pleasure. As he, his crew and Madde headed off into night, Aljad reflected his future was as bright as the explosions that ripped the royal yacht to pieces.
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