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Asian Fascination

My first story on XNXX.com. I think if I was to be my own critic I could have had more detail and used some better words to describe what happened. I hope you enjoy the story more than I did typing it. Is it a little short?

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CAW13 – Pimp’s Revenge

It had been twelve months since my last exploits were document in CAW11. I have continued on my merry way of taking my vengeance upon the male species of the human race (and rightfully so).

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Hidden Town

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Logans Jorney Pt 1

First story I have written, part one is setting the scene more than anything but if there is interest I will write and publish the second part. No excuses made, this story will involve some dark images and violent thoughts and actions as it develops. If you do not like this sort of thing please move on.

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Tender Love Hurts

High School students fucking around….plain and simple. This is another get back, this time with some of my unworthy adversaries from High School

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Deleted Scenes from Star Wars

DELETED SCENES FROM STAR WARS
SCENE 1 – THE CANTINA AT MOS EISLEY SPACEPORTHan Solo, captain of the Millenium Falcon, is having a drink with Chewbacca, having just made a charter deal with Obi Wan Kenobi and young Luke Skywalker. Having been paid in advance for the charter, and having had several drinks, he’s feeling flush and happy. A blue-skinned female alien at the bar catches his eye. She’s wearing a tight dress, short and low-cut, that accentuates the aggressive thrust of her three full breasts. Her face is vaguely humanoid, except for an extended, foot-long proboscis that resembles the trunk of an elephant.
Solo (winking at the alien): “Jeezus, Chewy, it’s a Fellatian! You watch, she’s gonna come over.”Chewbacca looks over at the alien and bleats loudly.
Solo: “Yeah, I know she’s a whore. Listen, Chewy, these Fellatian chicks give the best fucking head in the galaxy!”Chewy bleats again.
Solo: “I know we don’t have much time. Look, just give me a few minutes, and I’ll meet you outside. I’ve been six weeks in space and I need her like an Regulan Martini needs gin.”Chewy finally gets up and walks out, while Solo again makes eye contact with the alien. After a moment, she walks slowly over, exuding a sultry sexiness.
Hooker: “So, sailor, you in the mood for a little party?”
Solo: “Maybe. How much?”Hooker (glancing toward the bar, and leaning over to whisper): “Two hundred credits. I’ll suck your cock better than anyone ever has in your life, baby.”
Solo: “I’ll give you a hundred and fifty. You have a room?”
Hooker: “Upstairs. Follow me, baby.”Solo follows her swaying ass up a nearby stairwell, and follows her into a small room, containing only a big, soft chair. He pays her the money, then unfastens his pants and slides them, along with his shorts, down to his ankles, and sits down.
Hooker (tucking the money into the front of her dress): “Mmmmmmm, you have a nice fat dick!”
Solo settles back, his cock already rising as blood pumps into it. He has been without a woman for many weeks.
Now, it is a strange accident of evolution that Fellatian females have been constructed perfectly by nature for the sexual satisfaction of humanoid men. The blue-skinned prostitute descends to her knees. Reaching out with her hands, she holds Solo’s cock at the base, and places the tip of her trunk-like proboscis at the tip of it. Slowly, she works his cock inside it, inch by slow inch, stretching her with its thick girth.. Soon, it’s deeply embedded inside, held so tightly that the outline of his cock is visible within it. To Solo, it feels like his cock has been gripped tightly by powerful fingers inside a wet, velvet glove. Her muscles ripple along the shaft of his cock, massaging it while a tongue-like appendage inside seems to encircle and tease the head. He feels strong suction against his cock as her muscles seem to stroke him, squeezing him tightly.
Solo (gasping with pleasure): “Oh, jeezus, suck it, you cocksucking alien bitch!”
She continues to work his cock as Solo moans with the indescribable sensations. Her mouth opens and she takes both of his balls slowly into it. Her tongue, if that’s what it is, caresses and teases them as she sucks on them, imprisoned within her saliva-filled mouth. As he struggles to hold back his orgasm, he feels her humming, causing his cock and balls to vibrate as the muscles in her trunk massage his throbbing cock insistently.
Hooker: “Mmmmmmmmmm…..”
Solo (grimacing through clenched teeth, trying desparately to keep from coming). “Ohh, shit, I’d forgotten how good it is!”Suddenly, another tongue-like appendage slithers out from beneath the alien’s chin, and wetly presses against his tight asshole. It wiggles against it, slowly worming its way inside his anus like a wet snake. In a moment, it’s deeply inside it, moving with unerring instinct to his prostate, rubbing and pressing it. Solo is completely under her control now, powerless to do anything but come, hard.
Solo’s face is tense as he tries to hold back his orgasm. It’s like holding back the ocean as the tide comes in, but he wants to enjoy this incredible blowjob just a few seconds more.[/i]
Solo: “Ohhhhgoddddddnooooooooooo…I can’t….I can’t…..OHHHHHFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!”The alien continues her intense sexual assault on him, feeling his body tremble, knowing perfectly well that he can’t stop himself now. And then he’s coming like a fire hose, his pent-up come racing through the tube of his cock and pulsing heavily into her trunk as it sucks on him hard. He gasps as the intense pressure is released and his semen floods into her in warm, thick spurts. Her mouth nurses on his balls as they empty themselves in violent spasms. Her snake-like appendage thrusts in and out of his ass, massaging his prostate.
Solo: “Ohhgod, coming so fucking HARRRRDDDDD!!!!!”It’s as if he’ll never stop coming. His body trembles violently as he shoots pulse after pulse of semen into her.
Hooker (still humming as she gulps down his sperm): “Mmmmmmmmmm…..”At last, he’s drained of come. His balls still spasm, but there’s nothing left in them. She releases his balls from her mouth, and relaxes her trunk and slides it slowly off of his spent cock, drooling thick, white semen from it. The snake-like appendage eases from his violated asshole and slides back inside her body. She snuffles wetly, swallows, and then smiles at Solo.
Hooker: “Thanks, sweetie. You’re the best! See you the next time you’re in port?”
Solo (smiling at her, utterly exhausted, as if he’s ejaculated his brains): “Jeezus, you might kill me doing that, baby!”
Hooker (winking): “Can you think of a better way to go?”
FADEOUT
SCENE 2 – ON BOARD THE MILLENIUM FALCONHan Solo is at the controls, with Luke assisting him, as the Falcon makes a series of hyperspace jumps. While they are well beyond the reach of Imperial fighters, it will be hours before they reach their destination. Chewbacca has gone to rest in his quarters.
Princess Leia makes her way back toward the crew’s quarters. Despite her cool, regal exterior, she is seething with a molten, almost ungovernable lust. Her pussy is soaking wet beneath her white robe. She has sought the help of C3PO earlier, but he has informed her that, regrettably, neither he nor R2D2 are programmed or equipped to be sex droids. She has also discovered, to her chagrin, that the Millenium Falcon does not have an Orgasmatron.
Leia stands before the door of Chewy’s cabin, and presses her finger against the small scanner. It opens with a whisper. Chewy is lying on his back on his bed, looking at what may be Wookiee pornography. He looks up in surprise, but Leia motions with her finger to her lips for him to be quiet.
Leia walks to him to him, slipping the robe off, and sitting down next to him. She’s wearing neither panties nor a bra.
Leia: “Chewy, you’ve got to help me. I’m so fucking hot I think I’m going to lose my mind! I need you!”Chewy bleats quietly. Her hand moves between his hairy legs, and finds the fur-covered sheath that encloses his penis. “Please Chewy, you’re my only hope!” She slowly strokes him. “Mmmmmmm, Chewy, is it true what they say about Wookiees?”
Chewy’s scarlet penis slowly emerges from his sheath, long and thick and glistening. She watches, fascinated, as it extends to it’s full length. It’s about a foot long, with a tapered tip and a large knot near the base as thick as her wrist.
Leia: “Oh…my….GOD!!!Excitedly, she bends forward and takes the tip of it into her mouth, stretching her lips around it and moving them over the sensitive ridge of his penile flesh. He puts down his magazine and bleats again as she sucks him, her fingers fondling his alien testicles.
Leia’s head bobs as she eagerly nurses on his cock, slurping noisily on it. After a moment, he reaches down and holds her head, and begins thrusting into her mouth, driven by animal instinct. Suddenly, he bleats, and begins pumping spurt after spurt of slimy come into her mouth. She raises her head in surprise and his cock escapes, spewing cum like a geyser all over her face.
Leia: “No, Chewy, not yet!! I needed you to FUCK me!! Oh god…!” It’s too late. His greenish come is erupting in volcanic splendor, splattering all over her face as she strokes him, disappointed and frustrated, but still wanting to give him pleasure. His come continues to pump out, covering her face until it’s bathed and dripping with it.
But Leia hasn’t reckoned with Wookiee physiology. Unlike humans, they recover from orgasm almost immediately. As soon as the viscous spurts begin to ebb, Chewy grabs Leia with his hairy paws and pushes her over onto her hands and knees on the bed. He leans forward and begins lapping at her dripping-wet cleft with his long, thick tongue. It slithers wetly all over her pussy and her anus, as she groans and shivers with pleasure. He feasts on her, his tongue sliding against her clit, thrusting up deep inside her, exploring every inch of her sex.
Leia: “Ohhhhh, yessss, Chewy, lick meeeeeee! Oh, god, I’m gonna come!! UHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”Chewy laps at her quivering little clit bud, lashing it with his heavy, muscular tongue, and Leia explodes in a tumultuous orgasm, leaving her trembling with pleasure. His cock, which has never fully retracted, is now extended again to its ultimate, rigid length. He moves up and thrusts at her, holding her tightly with his paws. He misses his mark, his cock glancing off her clit. Then it slithers up against her asshole, as he seeks his goal inexorably. At last, in desperation, Leia reaches back and guides his thick cock into her vaginal opening. He bleats as he buries it inside her, and he begins hunching against her, fucking her hard and fast like a gigantic dog. Leia is in heaven.
Leia: “Ohhhhhhhh, CHEWY!! That’s it! That’s it! FUCK ME!!!!”Chewy fucks her relentlessly, his glistening red cock thrusting in and out. The knot at the base thrusts against her labia and her clit, slipping further inside her with each of his thrusts, stretching the entrance to her pussy even wider. The pressure on her clit sends her into another searing orgasm.
Leia: “OHHH!!! OHHH!!!! CHEWY!!!! DON’T!!! STOP!!!! FUCKING!!!! MEEE!!! UHHHH!!!!Chewy pounds her pussy furiously, driven only by his animal instinct to possess this alien woman whose pussy is gripping his cock tightly, milking the come from his balls. At last, he drives into her for a final time, throws his head back and bellows exultantly. His Wookiee come erupts in violent, heavy spurts inside her. The force of his eruption is so powerful that it would knock her forward had he not been holding her tightly with his paws. He floods her cunt with a huge quantity of his come, until it backs up and oozes down over her clit, down her thighs, and down onto the bed. Leia screams as she pumps his alien sperm into her, her body wrenched by yet another exquisite climax, her mind reeling with the obscene, lascivious thought that she has given herself so freely to this hairy, ape-like, alien being with his monster cock.
Finally, she falls forward, with Chewy on top of her, his cock rapidly deflating now. Both of them are out of breath, panting. His cock slips out of her sperm-drenched pussy, and he moves down her body, presses his face between her legs, and laps at his greenish come as it drools out of her.
Leia (sated and happy): “Ohhhhh, Chewy….I think I’m in love…..”
FADOUT
SCENE 3 – HEADQUARTERS OF THE REBEL ALLIANCEPrincess Leia, having just conferred the highest of honors on Han Solo and Luke Skywalker as the multitude cheers, has invited them both to her chambers following the ceremony, to further celebrate the destruction of the Death Star. They arrive at her door together, in their dress uniforms. Leia has shed her princess robe and is dressed in a diaphanous gown that reveals her firm breasts and puffy nipples. She is wearing a pair of tiny silk panties beneath it.
Leia: “Gentlemen. Please come in and have a drink.”They enter, both of them unable to keep their eyes from exploring her lush body. She walks to the bar and pours them two champagnes, and one for herself. Returning to them, she hands them their glasses and proposes a toast.
Leia: “To the destruction of the Empire.”
Han and Luke (raising their glasses and clicking them against hers): “To the destruction of the Empire!”They drink the bubbly liquid, and set their glasses down on a table.
Leia (smiling): “And now, I think it’s time for us to get something else settled once and for all. I know you’ve both been dying to stick your cocks in me and fuck me since the first time you laid eyes on me. Maybe you were shy, what with my being a princess and all. And I didn’t want to have sex with just one of you and have the other one be jealous. So I decided to invite you both here tonight. Now, get out of those clothes and let’s fuck!”Luke’s eyes widen, but he looks to Han for guidance. He’s unsure of himself, inexperienced, having grown up on an isolated desert farm.
Han (grinning, ever the arrogant bastard): “What makes you think we want you that bad?”
Leia (smiling, exuding confidance, not about to be intimidated by the likes of Solo): “Well, if you don’t, there’s the door, right over there.”
Luke: “Not so fast, Han. You can take a hike if you want, but you’re not blowing this chance for ME!” (He starts taking off his uniform hurriedly).
Han: “Oh, well, what the hell.” He follows suit, shedding his uniform. Soon they’re both standing there naked. Luke’s cock is longer than Han’s, but slimmer.
Leia (descending to her knees on the plush carpet): “Now that’s more like it. Come on, bring them here.”The two men crowd closer to her, and she lifts Luke’s cock in her fingers, slowly encircling the flared head with her tongue. He moans softly, and she slides her lips over the head, engulfing him in her mouth. She strokes Han’s thicker member with her other hand as she sucks on Luke’s.
Han (winking at Luke): “Ever have your cock sucked by a real princess, Luke?”
Luke (blissfully unaware that his cock is being sucked by his own sister): “N..no…not by anyone else, either.”
Han: “I’ll have to introduce you to someone at Mos Eisley the next time we’re there. You’ll love her. Ohhhh, yeah, suck it, baby!”Leia, by now, has released Luke’s cock and is now eagerly sucking on Han’s, while she strokes Luke’s lust-engorged shaft with her hand. She begins to alternate between them, sucking one, then the other, even trying to get both of them in her mouth at once, licking the heads as she holds them together. Finally, she looks up at Luke, a strand of saliva on her chin, mingled with pre-cum. She’s achingly lovely, the woman of his undying masturbatory fantasies.
Leia: “Fuck me now, Luke, while I suck on Han’s big cock. Hurry, I want you inside me!”Han gets down on the floor in front of Leia as she gets up on her hands and knees. Luke moves around behind her, pushing the transparent gown up over her full, round ass and pulling her panties down. Too eager and inexperienced to lick her pussy, he immediately guides his cock to her entrance, as she engulfs Han’s rigid cock in her mouth and sucks on it hungrily. He rubs the head of his cock up and down her parted, wet cleft, and then seeks her vagina, slowly pushing his cock into her, inch by delicious inch.
Luke: “I’m doing it, Han, I’m inside her!”
Han: “Well, don’t just stand there with that goofy look on your face, Luke. FUCK her!”Leia giggles, even with her face stuffed full of Han’s cock, and then moans as Luke begins to hesitantly thrust in and out of her yearning pussy. They work together that way for a time, letting their collective arousal build slowly, deliciously. Soon, Leia senses that Luke, in his excitement, is approaching his orgasm. She lets Han’s dripping-wet cock slip out of her mouth, and turns her head.
Leia: “Stop, Luke. I don’t want you to come yet.”Luke stops skewering his cock in and out of her welcoming pussy, and slips it out of her. Leia crawls up over Han, straddling his stiff cock, guiding it with her hand to her pussy. Slowly, she settles down on it, burying it slowly in her cunt. Her labia cling to it as it stretches her vaginal passage.
Leia: “Ohhhh, god, that’s sooooo good!”
Han: “Oh, damn, you’re pussy is so fucking tight! It feels like it’s sucking on me!”
Leia: “Luke….put your cock in my ass! I want to be sandwiched between my two favorite men!”Luke is hesitant, scared. He’s never even heard of such a thing!
Luke: “You want me to…..put it in your ASS?”
Han: “Just do like the lady says, Luke, nice and slow. You’ll get the hang of it.”Luke still hesitates, but positions his cock at the tight ring of muscle that guards her back entrance. And then he hears a voice in his head, but it seems far away.
Voice: “Remember The Force, Luke. Close your eyes. Use The Force!”Luke’s hips press forward, and he grabs his cock and slowly forces it against Leia’s tightly-resisting asshole. He pushes harder, and the head of his cock slowly penetrates her tightness, forcing it’s way inside her hot, tight depths. She squeals in pain, and he hesitates again.
Leia (overcome with lust, almost hissing the words): “Don’t stop, Luke. It’s okay. Fuck my ass like a Jedi master!”Luke sinks his cock deeper and deeper in his sister’s tight, hot asshole, feeling Han’s motionless cock pressing against his through the thin membrane that separates them.
Leia (breathlessly): “Ohhh, goddd, that’s it, that’s it! Both of you, fill me with your cocks! FUCK me!”Luke and Han begin to slowly fuck in and out of both of Leia’s holes, grinning at each other as they use her willing body. Han lifts her gown and takes one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking it as he and Luke saw their cocks in and out. Leia groans as they drive her closer and closer to her come.
Leia: “Ohhhhhhhhhh, yes, do it HARDER, both of you! I’m gonna….COME! UHHH!!!!”They redouble their efforts, fucking her relentlessly until her body convulses, pressed between their driving cocks.
Leia (her voice a soprano squeak as she surrenders to her climax): “UHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNYESSS!!!!!! OHH!!!! OHHH!!!! OHH!!!!”
Han: “Give it to her, Luke. Pump your Jedi come into her ass!”
Luke: “Oh, yeah, oh yeah, FUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKYEAHHHHH!!!!”His cock erupts, sending spurt after spurt of his hot, youthful come into the tightly clasping ass of his sister. Han, feeling Luke’s cock swell against his embedded shaft, unleashes a torrent of sperm into her vaginal tunnel, flooding it, too, with hot, thick semen. They collapse, with Leia pressed tightly between Han and Luke, both of their cocks still deep inside her, still spewing the pent-up contents of their balls into her.
Leia (gasping happily in the aftermath of her own exquisite orgasm): “Mmmmmmmmm, my HEROES!”
FADE TO BLACK

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Mark didnt speak at first, but went to the closet instead and fetched two robes. He handed his wife one and me and motioned us to dress. I was worried but thought if the cops were involved it would be more than a robe. I had no idea what he had been up to. I found myself back in the living room still with no answers and confused out of my mind. I was simply directed to sit at the table where I had seen food before and I realized there had been in a warming tray while it waited. I was shocked to find there was some lobster, something I had only once or twice growing up and not something I’d expect. My parents had money but lobster was not something they gave their kids, it was for guests. I remembered it as a left over and one time with friends at Red Lobster. My mouth watered at the smell but I was still worried, still had no idea what was going on and I was too scared to eat anything.
Jen reached out and touched my hand “Eat little one.” I was too nervous. “Please.” Mark squeezed my hand and handed me a video. “I had another gift for you but this is a second.” I realized it was the tape. “How? And he may have a copy.” Mark shook his head. “No, I paid him enough and have proof If he had another copy and tries to use it, he will be arrested.” I heard the words. “You paid?” Jen nodded. “He wouldnt let you go, you are worth too much.” I had tears in my eyes. “How many years will I have to work for you?” Mark shocked her. “Four years.” I looked up. “He was only one.”
Jen lifted me up and made me go down a hall. There was another bedroom there and I found my things. The room looked like a luxurious hotel. She kissed me. “You will not be a prostitute. You will be enrolling in school and living here.” I was shocked. “School?” Mark nodded. “I have an in with a few schools, I assume you have some descent marks.” I nodded. “I got into Columbia, but I want to dance.” Mark kissed me “You can choose that later but while you work off your debt, you will go to school. We will pay.” I shook my head. “I turned it down.” He laughed. “I will see to that. Now we will discus your payments.” I was trembling. “How many men will I need to service every day for you?” Jen reassured me “Only one man and one woman, and not every night.” Mark added. “You will only ever be expected to be with us. We will never share you with a human or a dog.” I thought of the dog I had been with. “It is still four years.” Mark nodded. “But you will live here in luxury, have spending money, and go to school. And no animals.” Jen added “You can go back to John, or prison, but I am sure once you think about it, you’ll decide we’re the best option.
They led me back to the table and encouraged me to eat. I felt their eyes on me and their words in my head. Jen placed a hand on my bare leg as we finished. “Have you thought of our proposition?” I nodded “I guess I dont have a choice.” Mark wiped my tears. “You do but this is the better one. You know we will never hurt you or share you. And you will go to school and have freedom.” Jen kissed me on the neck. “You are scared of us.” I didnt want to admit it “No.” She shushed me. “You are. But we will show you that you dont have to be scared of us.” Mark caressed my right breast. “I will have the forms sent from Columbia. Once you sign them, it will be proof you are willing to stay with us for the four years.”
They led me back to the bedroom and made me lay back. Mark kissed me. “The papers will take till Monday. You can have that time to decide.” I nodded “Okay.” Jen brought some scotch to my lips. “One more glass tonight. You are going to have to start to learn to enjoy this without.” I sipped the alcohol. “Fine.” Mark smiled and ran a hand down between my legs. “The pain will vanish and we will show you how much fun it can be.” Jen agreed. “You’ll never be expected to make love to just one of us. We are not swingers, we have never done this before.” Her husband agreed “We are madly in love but we’d like to share our passion and love with another.” As they both massaged a breast I asked “You said John knew what kind of women you liked.” Mark laughed. “We have arranged certain parties for friends. Strippers nothing more. I work in business and clients often ask for such. I have never used his services myself and never a hooker.” I corrected him “Until now.” Jen agreed. “We considered it for a long time and he told us about you. We almost backed out till we saw you and we knew we wanted to be your first.” I was shaking. “Your clients?” Mark shushed me. “We meant it, we will never share you even as a stripper. I promise you will never have to offer your services.”
Jen placed my hand on her breast as she rubbed mine. “Rub baby. We will teach you how to please us too, perhaps scare you less.” I wasnt sure “How?” She started rubbing my nipples. “Just follow me little one.” I did my best rubbing her nipple and felt it harden. I must have done something right as she moved my hand to her other. Her husband had been kissing his way down my body and I jerked when I felt the tongue. I had memories of the dog flood through me and I closed my eyes. Jen kissed me “Trust me my beautiful rose, it is far better than an animal, just lay back.”
He was gentle, he opened the lips of my pussy and gently began on my clit. I felt myself moan as his tongue darted in and out, and as Jen began on my breasts suckling them as if a baby nursing. As Mark suddenly sucked on my clit my back arched as I began having an orgasm. I was coming down when I felt Mark start to enter me but slow at first. Jen removed her mouth as her husband was fucking me with long strokes. “Your turn my love.” I was reminded of having to suck her pussy before but she turned my face towards her. Just like I did.” I felt my head cupped against her chest like a baby being nursed and took one of her breasts in my mouth. I still wasn’t certain I’d ever want to be with a woman by choice but I was getting wet again, and I could admit it was not all from the cock between my legs. I felt my hand placed between her legs but was unsure, but she guided my hand until I found my rhythm. She soon had an orgasm as her husband did within me and I had my second.
Mark pulled out and kissed me. “See our precious rose it doesnt have to be scary. Now will you clean me off while my wife shows you how its done?” I opened my mouth unable to find words. As he slid his cock in my mouth I felt her hand on me and in me as her husband had, but much gentler. Her mouth went down on me and I practically had to fight bighting him as she continued her attack. I barely noted as he began pumping in my mouth as she brought me around to another intense climax. I had my mouth soon full of spunk and since he was over top of me I had to swallow.
He kissed me softly. “Now you can show Jen what you learned before we have some dessert. I watched as she lay on the bed and nervously took a place between her legs. I started with my hand scared to try my mouth. I hadn’t really been conscious last time I did it with her. And with the other woman her crotch practically smothered me. As I finally started licking trying to focus as she did, I felt him enter me again. I was worried hed take my ass but he remained in my pussy. He whispered “Not tonight my pretty rose, we promised to teach you not to be scared.” He cummed hard and faster than either of us, and I had a feeling he took the blue pill again. She took longer to cum.
Back in robes they had dessert at the table. I was surprised when I was given a gold chain with a gold rose on it as my real gift. Mark kissed my neck and pointed at an envelope. “Tomorrow you can celebrate your day late, shop and have fun.” I was amazed at the money “Really?” Jen smiled and whispered. “See the many perks if you be a good little Rose and sign the forms in a few days?”
I was led back to bed but there was only heavy petting and kissing. I thought to myself. ‘Four years? God can I do this for four years?’

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I had moved to New York when I was seventeen. I was barely done school, with dreams of being a dancer and model. I took a cheap hotel room, my parents had thrown me out, when I decided not to go to college. I had been dancing since I was three. I had given up most of my life for it. I had developed late, my feet were always bleeding from toe shoes, and I never got sweets. I was in the face what a man would call a girl next door, with soft blue eyes and blonde hair. But I had the long legs of a ballerina, and the tiny waist. I had developed late, but had perky little breasts, even without a bra on, they stood at attention. Unable to find dancing work, I tried to get modeling work, but no agency would let me in. I had no portfolio, and no experience, and they weren’t interested.
I was near the end of my money, I had a few days paid off left at the hotel, before I’d be out. I was in a coffee shop when I found an ad, a photographer looking for a model. He needed a new muse, and was willing to do a portfolio for free, and pay 50 bucks for it. It said no experience needed, and thought the 50 could be a start, and perhaps I’d get more work. I scratched down the address, and took the subway, finding the place. It was a rundown building in Brooklyn, and it took me a few minutes, before I rung the bell. No one answered, I was just buzzed in, and I took the stairs slowly as possible, up to the second floor. I couldn’t bring myself to knock on the door, and was about to leave, when it swung open.
I was expecting some young amateur, but found a man who had to be well into his fifties, balding and with the start of a beer gut. He led me into his flat, which had big airy windows. He looked me up and down. “Nice, you will do. Name?” I blushed a bit. “Stacey.” He nodded and motioned to the sofa over by the window. “Go Lay down and we will start.” I turned towards it. “Okay.” He stopped me. “Off with the clothes first.” I stopped and looked at him. “I am not taking my clothes off.” He pulled out his wallet and put a 100 down on the counter. “There is more if you do well.” I looked at the money, and knew it was another two weeks at the hotel. “Okay.”
I was embarrassed, and red in the face, as I stripped down. I got to my thong and bra, but he motioned me to continue. Closing my eyes, I removed the last remnants of my clothes. He had me lay down, and started directing me. He had me cupping my breasts, playing with myself, splaying my legs open the whole time. My eyes were closed the entire time. I didn’t want to see him as I did this. I heard him put down the camera on the table,, and hoped I was done.
I didn’t open my eyes until I felt something against my cheek. I opened and saw his cock head next to my mouth. I was a virgin, I had spent too many hours dancing, I had never had time to date. I shook my head. “No.” He tweaked my nipple. “150 if you suck me.” I looked at the cock and trembled a bit. “Fine.” He started feeding his cock into my mouth, going deeper, causing me to choke and try to spit him out. He plugged my nose, and kept feeding his cock down my throat, until I was deep throating. “Suck you slut.” Desperate to get him out, I sucked as best as I could, praying it would end soon, sucking over and over. Finally he began jerking and my mouth filled with salty cum, and I was forced to swallow, as his cock was still deep in my throat, and I’d have drowned.
When done he pulled me up and handed me the money. “Come back tomorrow and you can have your photos.” I shook my head. “I don’t need this kind of portfolio. He pulled me in to his arms. “You come back for the photos, or it is within my right to sell them.” I pulled away from him. “Fine.” I scampered into my clothes and ran from the flat.
I didn’t sleep all night. I didn’t want to go back, but he seemed a sleaze, and I knew he would keep his word. I walked past his building six or seven times, before I finally rung, and again he let me straight in without an answer.
I looked at him in his flat. “My photos.” He took me over to a computer. “I have a video for you to watch first.” I shook my head. “I have no time.” He made me watch, a video of the photo shoot, and of the oral sex. I felt him behind me, his cock against my back, as I watched. I was worried he would fuck me, but he forced me to my knees and pinched my nose until I opened my mouth. As he fucked my throat he pointed out the video camera I hadn’t noticed the night before. When done, and I had swallowed, he ordered me to clean him off.
He pulled me up and he saw my fear as he moved me towards the couch. “Oh no, I won’t fuck you. Your cherry has fetched a nice price.” I pulled away from him. “I am not a hooker.” He laughed and whispered. “If you don’t want that tape going to the police and the news, you will.” I shook my head. “You will be arrested as a John.” He shook his head. “John school, maybe a fine, you will arrested for the whore you are.” I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks. “I won’t be a hooker for you, there has to be something else.”
He took me up the stairs in the building to the top floor, where a door with a number pealing stood. “This is your new home. No more cheap hotel. Its all yours, though you will be paying me 60% of your income, in return.” I looked at the old bachelor suite, with a small day bed, a pealing kitchen and a tiny bathroom. “No.” He pushed me in. “One year, when you’re done, you’re free. You will service any client I ask, and you will enjoy it. Or you can go to prison, I am sure they will pay you in smokes for it.”
He showed me the closet, and ordered me to dress in stockings and garters, a corset, a thong, and a coat. He kissed me. “Your first client is waiting. Here is his address. I will expect you back when done, or the cops will come looking.” I took the paper from him. “Fine.”

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Naughty Naty: Learning Her Place 1

BRIEFING
After writing my first & rubbish story, I received a comment telling me to write a BDSM story, this is the introduction and beginning. If you like and would like to read the rest, just post a comment and I’ll upload the rest on the parts.
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NatalieINTRODUCTION
“Hello?” I whispered, “Hello? Is anyone there?” my voice echoed.
There was no answer. I was standing. The floor was cold and my arms were stretched above my head. There was total silence. From the far corner in the room I heard a slight chuckle.
“Who is that? Help me” I pleaded.
A gush of air passed me. I couldn’t see a thing. I suddenly heard lights being switched on and I sense a vague amount of brightness. But I was blindfolded and I couldn’t see a thing.
“Very nice” a voice said from behind me.
“Who are you? Please help me” I felt a presence circle me.
“I’ll ask the questions” the voice replied.
“What? What the fuck is this?”
“Not to worry, with time you will learn” the voice said in a calm tone.
When I felt a damp, hot breath on my body, I realised I had no clothes on.
“Get the fuck off me, prick!”
“I’m not touching you” he sniggered
“Please? I don’t know what I’ve done but I am sorry. Just let me go and we can forget all about it. I promise I won’t tell anyone, I promise, just let me go!”
“Oh, I know you won’t tell anyone, Natalie, even if you did, no one would believe you”
“What do you mean? How do you know my name?”
“Ohh, I know a lot about you, Natz. Opps wait, I forgot, you hate being called that. Nobody would believe you because, not only are you a vivid liar, but you also over-exaggerate every situation.”
“Please, just untie me.”
“Not only do I like the view and the anticipation of what I am about to do you, but I need to teach you a lesson and hopefully change your selfish ways”
“YOUR FUCKING PSYCHO!!” I screamed
“Yes, bark dog, bark.”
“MY DAD WILL FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU SICK BASTARD.”
“Well, he’d have a pretty good reason too. But it would be worth it. I wonder if you are as good a shag as your Mother.”
“WHAT? WHAT DID YOU FUCKING SAY?” I tried to shake free but it was no use, I was securely fastened in place.
“I didn’t have to tie her up though; she willingly sucked my dick and licked my ass. But I want you. I want a tight pussy. I want a firm ass.” he said with accomplished tone in his voice.
I am 16 and have long dark hair. I am 5ft 7 and have green coloured eyes. With my slim/athletic I have a lovely pair of 34B sized tits.
“YOU SICK FUCK!!”
“Natalie, you can scream all you like; here I’ll help you; HELP ME, HELP ME. SOMEONE RESECUE ME!!” He yelled whilst stamping his feet on the floor.
“Right, okay. What do you want from me?”
“Well done. Now you are ready to comply, here are the rules of the game.
You will speak only when spoken to.
When you do speak, you will address me as ‘Master’.
You will wilfully submit yourself to any position ordered.
Now the consequences; if you resist me, fail to address me adequately, or disappoint me in any manor, you will under go appropriate punishment.
Of course, there are rewards too, these consist of my cock and your need to come, and it goes without saying that you will receive neither of these without begging or at least asking politely.
Now, Natalie, do you understand?”
“This isn’t fair”, I pleaded
“OUCH! For fuck sake. Yes, okay” I shouted after I had received a harsh slap on the side of my face.
Again, I endured another slap on the opposite side my face.
“I beg your pardon?” he asked
“I thought I was meant to be doing the begging around here? But yes, I understand, Master”
He twisted my head to the right and whispered in my left ear,
“That’s better. But don’t get fucking wide, slut”. My head fell to my chest.PART 1
I felt my cheeks burnings. I felt dizzy. My arms felt numb. I was hungry too.
“How are you, sweetheart?”
“Fine, Master!” I growled.
I don’t know how I got here, I remember leaving school and passing the church but after that and before I woke, well, it is all just a blur. I don’t recognize the voice either, defiantly a male though.
Why am I here? Am I going to be raped? Or worse, killed? I am scared.
“You have been very patent. I will allow you to see your owner”, and with that he ripped the duct tape violently from my eyes as well as pulling half of my, once, gorgeous hair out.
It took me a few seconds to adjust to the brightness. The lights hanged bare-bulbed from a ceiling which seemed to go on forever. The exterior was, well, bland. A grey and cold colour scheme, not the most welcoming room, I have to say.
And there he stood, my “master”. He was a black man, muscular frame, shaved head and piecing blue eyes. I’d say he looked about mid thirties to early forties. He wore a tight white vest and black combats. With his mean expression I could tell he meant business.
“Please, Master, may you release my wrists? I can no longer feel my arms.”
“Wriggle free, Bitch.” He crept behind me and violently grabbed my ass. I flinched. He pulled at my body and then peered over my shoulder,
“Are you a Catholic girl, Natalie?”
“No, master” he pulled away from my body and within less than a minute or two, a whip across my back struck me.
“ARGHHH! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” My body jilted forward. I could tell from the numerous leather belts that landed on my body that he had his ‘cat-o-nine-tails’ out. In his other hand, he had, what felt like, a feather and caressed the spot where he beat me.
“OUCH!” he struck my thighs, but then tickled them with his feather afterwards.
He then returned to give my back another seeing-to. He continued to thrash my body and then brush the sting off over and over. The sensation was unbearable.
“Please, master, I am sorry. Please, it hurts”.
“Shut up, Cunt. You are here to serve me. I am enjoying myself.” He sharply replied.
I began to cry. I didn’t deserve to be beaten like this. He must of heard me sobbing because he repeatedly told me to ‘shut the fuck up, or else’. The ‘or else’ part worried me. Can it get any worse than this?
Thankfully, he eventually stopped,
“You look even better now. You’re my slut. Did you enjoy it?” I had tears streaming down my cheeks, “Answer me!” He walked in front of me and was right in my face. I looked to the ground. “ANSWER ME!” he screamed. It was the first time he had raised his voice.
“Yes, Master.” I muttered.
“You whore.” and with that he took a step back and with his right fist he swung for my left cheek. Blood was dripping from my nose and mouth and it mixed with the tears.
After his violent outburst, he got onto his knees in front of me and lifted my right leg over his left shoulder to expose my freshly waxed pussy. He then savagely inserted his index finger from his right hand up into my cunt.
“OWWW!” I screamed. He ripped out his finger and threw my leg to the floor.
“Well, considering your entire pussy is numb and soaking wet, yeah, I’d say you fucking loved it, you dirty slut.” He said feeling, some-what, pleased with himself.
“Have you done A-Levels before, Natalie?”
“I am studying for them just now, Master.” He then burst out in a fit of laughter. I was confused.
“HAVE YOU BEEN FUCKED UP THE SHIT-PIPE, YOU STUPID BITCH?!” he shouted in my face.
“Err, no, Master” I hesitated.
“Wait. You’re not a virgin, are you?” he asked while staring down at my pussy.
I didn’t reply. I was ashamed of not having sex before. All my friends had but not me. It wasn’t as though I wasn’t “ready” either, nor was I ugly, it’s just, I liked others to respect me, so that meant I had to respect myself. “Ohh, this day just keeps getting better and better. A sixteen year old virgin? My goodness.” I hanged my head down to the floor.
He walked behind me and started to stroke my legs and work his way up. His touch tingled. He caressed my tummy and worked up to my breasts,
“Perfect size, just enough to hold in my hands, and possibly my mouth”. He rubbed them together and then rolled each nipple between his thumb and middle finger whilst grinding his hard-on onto my ass; this made my nipples erect and my pussy even more wet. After that, he gently moved my hair so he was able to kiss my neck. His hands and fingers ran up and down my arms and he reached for the bar that my wrists were tightly attached to. He released the lock and my arms collapsed to my sides. I was free. I spotted the door and chased for it. I tried the handle but it was ajar. I pulled at it hard and to my delight it burst open. As I took my first few steps out of the hell-hole I met two massive black men. They both stood well over 6ft. They were dressed in the same clothing as the first man but had tinted shades on.
I punched and kicked them both and tried to move them out of my way, but it was no use. They stood like a solid wall with their arms crossed.
“Please, I’ve learnt my lesson. I am sorry.” I pleaded.
“Not this again,” Said my Master, “Please, men, adopt position one.” Before I had time to beg even more, I was face down on the floor with my hands twisted behind my back where they met my feet. I felt a man’s knee pressuring on top my back to hold me in place. A rough rope was tied around my wrists and the same with my ankles. They joined these roped together with another. I was completely bound. My Master appeared before and tied my hair back with a hairband.
“Get that stupid mutt out of my slight. If she wants to leave, throw her out. My Master dictated.
The two strong men picked me up and carried me outside.
“No, please don’t. I am begging you. I will do anything. Please, it is too cold.” My cry went unheard and to ensure I was seen and not heard to anyone else either, a dirty cloth was forced into my mouth and securely shut with a strip of duct tape. My eager eyes pleaded for the men not to leave me on the sidewalk. They didn’t. They stayed by my side a few yards away. It was a busy street; cars zooming up and down and pedestrians walking along the pavement. I didn’t recognize the street, nor any of the people the walked by, I have to admit that I was, some-what, relieved that none of my family nor school friends had seen me in the state and position I was in. The men were silent. One or two civilians tried to help me, but once they seen the two “bodyguards” they quickly fastened their step and moved on. I felt humiliated. Bystanders looking at me in disgust, other passers-by would snigger comments about how fine my ass looked and congratulated the two men whilst gulping at my exposed holes. I felt like I was lying on the pavement for hours when suddenly, one of the men clasped a handful of my hair and dragged me back. I tried to scream but it was no use. It was sore. Thankfully, after awful ordeal, I felt the warmth of the indoors.
“Move then, Bitch” One of the men said. I just laid there. I was unable to move, plus I didn’t know where to go. The man began to drag me with my hair again across the rough carpet. The sensation was horrible and it burned like hell. The other man politely knocked on the door and waited patiently for a request to come inside. It was the original room we were in. The man threw me to the floor on my stomach.
“How was your little break of fresh air? You can’t say I, we, are depriving you of sunlight, can you not? I wouldn’t want to think we were dehydrating or staving you either. So, if you care to look to your right you see a nice bowl of pedigree food. Now for the fluid.” My master stepped in front of me and began to unzip his combats. I knew what was about to happen. I vigorously shook my head.
“Open up, Girl” he said with a wide grin on this face indicating for me to open my mouth. I was staring up at him but instead of reaching for his cock and spun around and reached for a basin of freezing cold water.
“HAHAHA! Embrace it, Bitch” he snarled as he threw litres of freezing cold water all over my naked body. My eyes clenched shut. I shivered. I couldn’t open my mouth so I had to inhale deep breaths through my nose. My lovely long locks were now all damp and knotted. I cried. It felt like my heart stopped when the first drop of water hit my cold and tender body. The 3 men just laughed in my face. While I was recovering from the impulsing shock my master told me that while I was out he had been getting set up.
“I am sorry, Alec. I know I promised you first go, but I can’t allow you to take this whore’s virginity,” My master explained. Alec was the man who dragged me by the hair around the building. “Please, Les, if you may?” My master asked as he pointed at me. Les looked the youngest out of the three men; he was the “polite” door knocker. He straddled the back of my head and began to untie the ropes. After they were loose, my arms and legs collapsed the hard floor. He got off the back of my shoulders, knelt in front of me, raised my head and ripped the tape from my face. My head then thudded the surface and I spat out the dirty material.
“Natalie, would you care to hop onto this piece of apparatus?” suggested my Master. I hesitated.
“Or, perhaps you need to dry off outside?” And with that I quickly rose from the floor and walked toward him. The end of Part 1, leave comments etc and let me know what you think.
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Never Shame the Family -3

As the weeks quickly went by my breasts grew. I don’t really know if it was due to the hormones or all the cum I was swallowing or Kim playing and nursing on them. He loved watching them grow and I loved his nursing on them whenever we had the chance. I started spending more time at Kim’s place, momma didn’t mind as long as I gave her the money from my “dates” and got a small allowance back. By the time my 18th birthday came I was filling out an “A” cup bra. For my birthday Kim gave me a diamond pendant. It was beautiful and he kissed me deeply as he put it around my neck. I took off my shirt and bra to show it off hanging between the folds of my growing cleavage. Kim cupped my breasts and kissed me again deeply and as our tongues played in my mouth I knew what I wanted then and Kim did too. He led me back to his bedroom and spun me around and slid my skirt down as he kissed me passionately. I opened his shirt and kissed his chest as I made my way to my knees. Finally in front of my loving target I opened his pants and took his flaccid penis in my mouth. Kim moaned as I made love to his penis with my mouth and soon I was rewarded with a rock hard penis to make love to me. He gently pushed me back on the bed and kissed his way down my neck to my developing breasts. After a few minutes of licking and sucking on my nipples he looked up at me with puzzled look. I asked what was wrong and he said that it started to taste funny when he was suckling my breasts. I looked down and saw a drop of clear fluid on the end of my nipple. Kim licked it and was not discouraged by the taste so he continued to nurse on my young breasts. Our love making continued and while I could not decide where I wanted Kim to give me his seed he did and I was not disappointed.
I woke early and stayed in my panties without a top as I fixed Kim’s breakfast. I found that I liked the feel of my chest moving and jiggling freely as I moved about. Kim came in and also commented that he liked the look of my naked chest so it was an unspoken rule that I would go at least braless around the place when I was here. When I arrived home I told my momma of my concern of the fluid from my nipples. She looked at my chest and after much discussion she told me that with the added and constant stimulation that my breasts were trying to produce milk. I started to cry because I was so happy then it dawned on me that I was no longer just a man dressed as a woman, but that I was becoming a woman. We talked for a little while not as mother and son but more like mother and daughter then I had to get ready for my “date” with the photographer.
I went to the studio he had set up in an apartment and things went as usual. We had some drinks and talked about what was going to happen while he got the cameras ready. The two hour session went as before with me posing in various positions and slowly undressing. Once fully nude he would have me pose and masturbate while he took many pictures. After we finished and he said he had enough photographs of me we settled down and he made love to me. After we finished I went to the bathroom to let his seed drain from me. When I came out I saw him looking at the pictures on his laptop. I looked over his shoulder and admired the way my skin had softened. How my hips had rounded out and my budding but firm breasts were developing. Then the horror hit me. I saw that my backpussy no longer was the puckered little bud, it was a small gaping hole left slightly open from the many times it had been used. Jason paid me well and gave me a kiss as I left but the thought of my little hole disturbed me as I thought about it on the way home.
I saw my sister sitting in a little shop and went in and joined her. We talked for a few minutes and then headed for home. On the way she asked me what was wrong; she could tell I was troubled about something. I burst into tears as I told her of my abused hole. She put her arm around me and quickly calmed me down and said that she knew some exercises that would help me and that she would show me when we got home.
When we arrived at home she took me to her room. She told me to lift my skirt and get on her bed on my hands and knees. After I got into position she took her hands and gently spread my cheeks. I felt her fingers gently probe and massage my tired hole as she said that I definitely needed to exercise back there. “Let’s get naked and I’ll show you what to do.” She said as she got up. We both stripped our clothing and got back on the bed. She got on all fours and presented me wither backside. Even though it was my sister, it was the first vagina I had seen since I started this oddity as a woman and the sight was arousing me. She showed me how to contract and relax the muscles to exercise them “Now it’s your turn.” She said as I took the position. I started to contract and relax the muscles as she taught me. As I worked out I heard her breathing become heavy. I felt her hand cup and massage my penis and scrotum as she said it had been a long time since she had felt one of these things. You see, since she had started as a working girl she has gone exclusively to women who are more gentile and pay more. This attention to my member was getting me aroused and I stopped my exercises and rolled over on my back. She leaned forward and brought her lips to mine. Our breathing got heavier as we passionately kissed and our tongues danced together. “I need this now.” She exclaimed as she lifted up and reached between her legs and took hold of my now hard penis. She guided the head to her warm and wet womanhood and sank down on it. We both let out a soft moan as we became one. It had been about a year since I had another woman and while I had grown to love the feel and taste of a hard penis this was something I also missed. She started moving up and down on me as we made love. Her hands cupped my breasts and she was massaging them as she slid up and down on me. We made love for many minutes when she began to moan and breathe heavily. I knew she was about to have an orgasm. When it hit her she sank down and buried my penis all the way in her and started shaking. This triggered my own orgasm and I unloaded a massive load of my seed into her. Sexually exhausted she fell on top of me and we both went to sleep satisfied.
The sun was just coming up when my eyes opened and I felt the soft lips of her mouth on my penis. I softly moaned as her mouth made love to me. She sensed I had awoke and moved so her womanhood was above my lips. As I licked her lips I could taste some of my own seed I had deposited the night before. Eagerly I cleaned her out and then rolled her onto her back. We made love again and after another powerful orgasm we cleaned each other with our tongues. Oh how I fell in love with the taste of my own seed dripping from her. We showered together and got ready for our appointments, hers with an older woman and mine with a slightly older man.
When I arrived at the meeting place he was waiting for me. He was eager for me and wanted to waste none of his time he was paying for on small talk. Once inside his room we quickly got naked and I knew what I had to do. For the next two hours he used me as nothing more than a receptacle for his penis and seed. Oh how I hated these sessions. I was sore all over and sticky with his seed all over me, both inside and out. As I left he paid me well for my abuse and I headed to Kim’s place where I would feel safe and loved.
As I entered the door I fell into Kim’s arms held him tightly. Kim could tell something was wrong but did not pursue the matter, he just held and cuddled me all night long. I woke first the next morning and went in the kitchen to fix breakfast. I didn’t hear Kim until his arms came around me from behind. I leaned back into him as he kissed my neck and whispered how beautiful I was. As I leaned forward to tend to the cooking I felt Kim probe my bottom and slip inside me. I just stood there and moaned as he rocked in and out of me making love to me in the morning the way he liked it. I lost all track of the task of cooking breakfast as he made love to me. When I finally felt him stiffen and release his seed into me I smelt that breakfast was starting to burn. He pulled out of me and I turned the oven off as I felt his seed run down the inside of my legs. I started to cry about the burnt food and Kim quickly hushed me saying we could make our own breakfast. I wiped the mess between my legs with my fingers and sucked them clean as we headed to the bedroom. He lay down and I climbed on top of him and took him into my mouth to suck his nourishment out of him. He must have been really turned on because in about 5 minutes he filled my mouth with his delicious seed. I swallowed every drop and lay down spent from my work. Kim rolled over and started to suckle on my now milk producing breasts. It had been a couple of weeks since that first time Kim noticed the fluid leaking from me and now I could produce proper milk. He drank from me till I was empty and this turned him on so much that we made love again.
Some of my customers liked the fact that I was producing milk and some didn’t care. I was making good money for the family and despite the profession, my family was proud of my sister and I. For two years now we had not shamed the family.

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WoW Darkmoon Happy Endings

Aroal sighed as he steered his mount down the dark path leading up to the Darkmoon Faire. The young hunters mount, a beautiful Silver Covenant Hippogryph that his parents had got him as a farewell gift, seemed to sense its master’s annoyance at this unexpected trip making a cawing sound. Ahead of him was his brother Wimond, who was on his Charger, turned his head.
“Come along lad,” he said. “We’re almost there.” This only caused the eighteen year old hunter sighed, wishing his brother could have gone without him.
It wasn’t even a full year since Aroal had left Goldshrine to travel the world and help the Alliance. He had thought that he would get to do it on his own, like most young men and women do when they reached his age. But his parents were worried and had asked Wimond to watch over him on his travels as well as to make sure nothing bad happened to him. Every day since then Wimond did nothing but order his younger brother around. Telling him how to do things he already knew but in some way was doing them wrong, what pets to capture, what profession he should be, and so on. So much for his independence.
Very rarely was he ever left alone. But when those rare occasions occurred, he made the most of them. Sometimes he would hunt for a pet he really wanted or would challenge others to duels. One of his favorite things to do was to hang out at a tavern and listen to the stories some of the adventurers would tell. Not all of them were epic, but they were all more interesting than anything he had done. He wanted to see the Outlands, travel to Northrend, and see so many other places. And sometimes he felt like these stories were the closest he would ever get.
Today, Wimond was meeting up with some of his fellow paladins at the Faire. Aroal didn’t know what they were going to do. Must likely get drunk and talk about how the Horde will never truly embrace the Light. He had heard it so many times in the past that it had become way too predictable. Personally, he didn’t care if the Horde believed in the Light. Aroal was a practical human and believed that everyone had the right to believe in whatever they wanted. So what if the Horde believed in the Light or not? How would the Alliance like it if some other race said that their religion was wrong?
Soon the two came upon the opening gate of the Darkmoon Faire. In the center of it was a magic eye that was looking back and forth as if it were trying to find someone or something that wanted to interrupt everyone’s good time. Inside, the place looked like a mess. Junk littered the streets as well as in between the booths. But despite the messy grounds there was an excitement in the air that could not be explained. Everyone was enjoying the games, the food, and the music.
As the two rode by, Aroal noticed some of the women looking at them with interest. The young hunter was slightly shorter than most humans, about five foot three. He had short brown hair and matching brown eyes. He wore dark mail armor that allowed him to hide in the shadows better so he could act like a sniper with his crossbow. His brother, on the other hand, had long blond hair, a matching beard, and blue eyes. His armor was silver and shined in the sun from the hours that he had spent polishing it the night before. By contrast, Aroal looked more earthly and rugged while his Wimond looked like he never left the temple.
As they neared the food stand, Aroal saw something that nearly caused his heart to stop. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. She had long black hair the touched her shoulder and nearly hid the four tentacles on her neck and her two horns were curved back in a sweeping motion. Her light blue skin had an exotic beauty that Aroal didn’t see in the other races of the Alliance. She was wearing a green two piece dress that showed off her curves as well as her lovely stomach. The top part only covered her large breasts leaving the back exposed while the bottom part went from her hips to the ground. He watched as the Draenei walked towards a tent, her rear wiggling back and forth slightly in a sexy fashion. She paused there for a moment and looked at Aroal, gave him a sexy smile, and then went in.
“Here we are,” said Wimond, his voice pulling Aroal back to reality. He looked around and saw that they were now in front of several tables, one of which had several paladins with mugs of beer already in hand. All of them looked just over forty and seemed to be already in debate mode. Dreading staying with them, Aroal decided to try and make a desperate attempt to get away.
“Hey Wimond, if it’s all the same to you, I’m going to try my luck at some of the games,” said Aroal. Wimond blinked at this.
“You sure?” he asked. Aroal nodded vigorously. “Very well, just be back in a couple of hours. Mother and father will have my head if something were to happen to you.” Nodding quickly, Aroal sent off in the direction of the tent he saw the Draenei enter.
On mount, it didn’t even take a minute to reach his destination. The tent, he noticed, was one of the ones that since the Faire had moved to the island had been closed. Now, however, a sign outside read Darkmoon Spa and standing in the doorway was an Orc bodyguard. Aroal hesitated for a moment, intimidated by the Orc’s gruff appearance. But his desire to see that Draenei up close overpowered his fears. He got off his mount and then tied it to a nearby post. He was then about to enter when the Orc held up a hand to stop him.
“Ten tickets to enter,” he said in a gruff voice. Aroal began to search his pockets and bags. Luckily for him he had been here several times in the past and easily had the needed ten tickets. He handed then to the Orc who inspected them for a moment to see if they were real or not. Once satisfied he stepped to the side to allow the human to enter.
Aroal entered the tent to find himself in a small, but comfortable waiting room. There was a sofa, a couple of chairs, and a table with a couple of scrolls on it. There were also three other entrances to the room. Down each one of them way a hallway with several door on both sides. Sitting on the sofa was a grey hair Dwarf. He smiled at Aroal who returned the smile and then sat in one of the chairs. A minute or two went by before a green haired female Gnome in a bright pink dress entered the room from one of the hallways. She looked at the two of them with a smile.
“Mr. Bluntbread, how nice to see you again,” she said in a squeaky voice. “I have your usual all sent up in room number five.” The Dwarf nodded as he got up silently and walked down one of the hallways. The Gnome then looked at Aroal. “Well I have never seen you before. Is this your first time here?”
“It is,” answered Aroal honestly.
“Well then let me explain a few rules,” said the Gnome. “It’s twelve gold for a half hour and seventeen for a full hour. You can have your pick of any girl here as long as she’s not with anyone else. If you hurt or threaten any of the girls you will be kicked out by my friend up front and will never be allowed back in. If you wish for something…’special’ you will have to give me at least a days notice to set it up. Do you understand?” Aroal nodded. “Good. Now, I only have one girl available right now. Kluhina, would you please come in here?”
Aroal heard a door open followed by footsteps down the one of the hallways until the girl called Kluhina entered the room. She was an Orc, maybe seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a similar fashion as the Draenei he saw earlier except her dress was purple. Looking at her, he had to admit that she was more attractive than most of the other females of her race. Her face was smoother and her muscles weren’t as bulky. Like most Orc’s, she had brown eyes that matched her long, braided hair that went down to her ass. Her figure was curvy, but not was curvy as the Draenei’s. But her bust was larger. She stood there with a slightly embarrassed expression before she looked away.
“Kluhina here is new,” explained the Gnome. “You’ll be her first customer if you choose her. Or you could wait for some of the others to become available.”
Aroal stood there for a minute thinking. He really wanted to meet that Draenei girl and have her rub his back for a while. But he didn’t know how long she would be with someone else. Then there was the fact that he would have to get back to his brother before he came looking for him. Also, Kluhina didn’t look that bad.
“I don’t mind,” he said as he reached into his pockets to pull out the gold. He handed the Gnome an hour’s worth of money which she accepted.
“Please follow me,” said Kluhina. Aroal was surprised by her voice. It sounded soft and gentle, unlike other female Orc’s he had heard that had a rough edge to their voices. She then took his hand and led him down one of the hallways until they reached the door at the end. She opened it to reveal a table shower. “Please take off your cloths and put them in the basket,” she said as she pointed at a basket near the table. “When you are done, please lay on the table.” And with that she left.
Aroal shrugged before he began to undress. He had never been to a spa before or anything like that. Perhaps this would help him relax and unwind a bit. Piece by piece, Aroal put his armor into the basket as well as his weapons. When he got to his loincloth he hesitated for a moment before he put that in the basket as well. He then laid on the table on his stomach, waiting.
After a moment or two, Aroal felt a pair of hands on his back. He could fell the suds on them as they washed his back, clearing off a thin layer of dirt. The young man closed his eyes as he savored the feeling as the hands began to rub lower and lower. Suddenly, Aroal felt her hands on his ass as she began to clean them as well as his thighs. When she was done, Kluhina dumped a bucket of warm water on the soapy areas.
“Let’s flip you over now,” she said. The hunter complied and moved so that he was on his back. As soon as he did this his eyes bulged as he realized that Kluhina was as naked as he was. Her skin was perfect, not a single scar on it. He watched as she then began to soap her own body up which caused his cock to become rock hard. She looked at the seven inch member with a small smile before crawling on top of the table. Kluhina then positioned herself so that their chests were on top of each other and then began to rub her soapy body against his. The feeling was incredible, she was just so soft.
What she did next surprised him. She paused for a moment, looking into his eyes before kissing him. Aroal’s eyes widened in surprise. He could feel her tongue pressing against his lips, asking for permission to enter. He allowed it in and as their tongues began to explore each other’s mouths she continued to rub her body against his. Together they moaned into each other’s mouths as the kiss deepened. Aroal could feel his arousal growing stronger as his cock began to press against her slit. She felt it as well. After a while she pulled up from the kiss. Both of them were now panting and wanting more, but the table shower wasn’t over yet. On all fours Kluhina walked backwards a bit while keeping a lusty gaze on her client. Once her chest was above rod she lowered her body and placed the member between her soapy breasts.
Aroal moaned in pleasure as Kluhina began to move up and down. The soap allowed for a more slippery sensation to her already soft skin. The feeling was…indescribable. The young hunter shut his eyes tightly as he tried his best to keep from cuming too soon. He wanted it to last as long as possible. But then, without warning, she stopped. The Orc masseuse got up, filled up the bucket once again, and poured it on his body.
“I don’t think you want this over yet,” she said as she produced a towel and began to dry off his body. “After all, you did pay for the hour.”
Once Aroal was nice and dry, he was taken naked down the hall to another room. This one had a normal looking massage table. There was able a table that had a couple of candles, a bottle of oil, and several other items. Kluhina told him to once again lay on his back on the table. As Aroal did, she walked over to the table. A few moments later he felt her hands on his back. The massage was descent, but after what he had seen thus far told him that he wasn’t here for a massage.
Aroal had heard about these kinds of places before. According to one tavern, there was a place in Stormwind like this place. Well, except there was most likely no Horde masseuses there. He did know that both the Alliance and the Horde had made prostitution illegal. He also knew that they checked out neutral towns like Booty Bay and Rachet, performing raids to ensure that nothing like that happened there. Aroal didn’t know how they managed to get away with it, considering they had no claim to neutral goblin towns, but he knew they happened. Aroal never thought he’d ever find one of these places, let alone be serviced at one. But he was.
Suddenly Kluhina stopped the back rub.
“Are you ready for the main event?” she whispered into his ear in a husky voice. Aroal nodded. “Then turn around.”
As soon as Aroal was face up on the table, Kluhina climbed up with her rear facing his head. With her hands she began to stoke his member a few times before putting it in her mouth. As soon as it entered it became harder than it had even been before. Kluhina let out a happy moan as she began to bob her head up and down while she sucked on it. Every once and a while she would release it just to lick the shaft and play with the humans balls. While this was going on Aroal was staring at her pussy, watching it slowly begin to drip. He licked his lips before he reached out and grabbed both sides of her ass. He pulled down and brought her lower lips closer to his face. Once he had done this he gave her pussy a slow lick. Then he gave another. Once Aroal decided he liked the taste he went to work on her slit, lapping it with his tongue. Kluhina moaned in ecstasy as he seemed to know where all the right spots were. It wasn’t long before she found herself grinding herself against his mouth. Then he began to suck on her clit. Bells and whistles exploded in her mind as she cried out in pleasure. She tried her best to regain control of her senses and tried to focus all of her efforts into making him cum first. Kluhina sucked harder than before as well as increasing her pace. And before long Kluhina came on his face while Aroal shot his load in her mouth.
“You’re good at this,” panted Kluhina after swallowing his cum. “I don’t know how your girlfriend can survive this.”
“I don’t have one,” replied Aroal. This caused Kluhina to snap her head in his direction.
“Seriously?” she asked in amazement. Aroal only shrugged. Kluhina couldn’t believe it. She had been with many others in the past and none of them had ever made her cum. Most never even tried! Could he be a natural? “Well then, let’s see if you are as good with your cock as you are with your tongue.” Kluhina smiled as she turned around, pressed her sweaty naked body against his, and began to kiss him deeply once more. As Aroal returned the kiss he felt the Orc’s hand reach down towards his cock which was slowly regaining its stiffness. As the two explored each other’s mouths her hand went to work pumping his shaft until it was nice and hard once more. It didn’t take long under Kluhina’s skillful hand for it to stand at attention once more. She then broke the kiss as she got into a sitting position before raising her body up above the human cock. Using one hand to hold it in place Kluhina lowered her body onto the member slowly.
Aroal let out a gasp of pleasure as he felt her warm, wet insides surround his cock. It felt so good he felt that he could cum at any second. Yet he held on, determined to make this last as long as possible. She then began to move, slowly at first. Little by little she began to move faster and faster.
“Fuck,” shouted Kluhina as Aroal began his own thrust which caught her by surprise. “It feels so good!”
“It’s time,” said the Gnome at the doorway. “Please finish up.” Both of them grunted in frustration as they were forced to stop and both left very unsatisfied. Kluhina helped Aroal get dressed and then walked him to the door. Before he left she gave him one last kiss.
“I hope you come back soon,” she whispered in his ear. “I’d love to feel you cum inside of me.”
About ten minutes later, after playing all the games and getting more tickets, Aroal was back at the food court. His brother and his friends were all drunk off their asses and thus making asses of themselves. One of them kept calling a Blood Elf serving girl a slut and another kept laughing about how their chief was a cow. All Aroal could think about as he watched them was that the next time he came here it wouldn’t be with them.

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