Hi, my name is Mr Anon and I'm a dirty old man. Well, maybe not thatold. Anyway, this is the first in a series of stories about myexperiences in a place I call Fantasy Land.
Everytime I go to Fantasy Land I end up in a different setting. Inever know what to expect until I get there. But one thing isconsistent, I'm always in charge and my word is law.
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This time I find myself waking up in a huge bed. I sit up and lookaround at the biggest bedroom I ever saw. Then I hear a knock at thedoor. I say "Come in". The door opens and in runs a girl who looksjust like my sister. "I have wonderful news Master!" she says."Sylvia?" I say. "Yes Master. Oh, I see you're still a littledisoriented with your trip here. I'll explain. You see, you areMaster Anon and I'm your slave slut sister Mistress Sylvia and we arein your Castle which you call the Desade..."
She rambles on while I look at her. She's dressed in a camisole andhalf slip that has slits on each side running up to the wasitband.Garters hold up her fancy white stockings and her white shoes musthave at least six inch heels.
She's still talking but I haven't heard much. I put my finger up tomy lips to signal her to be quiet and it works. "Let me get thisstraight. You are my sister?" "Yes, brother." "And, you are myslave?" "Yes, Master. Like I said, everyone on the estate is eitheryour slave or prisoner." "Prisoners?" "Yes Master. You have adungeon full of them. You have them kidnaped so you can torturethem." "Why don't I just torture the slaves?" "Oh, you do Master,see?" She pulls up her camisole and slip. At first all I see are aset of beautiful tits and a puffy hairless pussy. I've always wantedmy sister and this sight is giving me a hardon to beat all. Shestarts walking toward me and continues "but, you prefer unwillingvictims."
As she grew closer I began to notice spots all over her. They turnedout to be welts, scars and bruises. "You're all beat up sis! Who didthis to you?" "You did Master." "Oh no, I'm so sorry Sylvia"."Don't be Anon, I loved every minute of it, really! Hey, you've got ahardon. Do you want to fuck me? Oh please, please." "Sure sis,take off your cami and slip and come sit on my cock." "Thank youMaster, thank you."
No sooner had she finished saying those words was she stripped onsitting on me with my cock buried to the hilt. She put her hands ontop of her head and started moving up and down, fucking me so good."Come on Anon, hurt me! Please. Slap my titties and pinch'em,bite'em, squeeze'em." I hesitated for a moment before slapping herright breast. "Thank you Master. Another please Master." I slappedher left breast and again she thanked me and asked for another, onlyharder this time. I grabbed a tit and started squeezing it. "Oh,thank you Master. Harder Master. Please. Squeeze it harder." Ikept increasing the pressure and she kept begging for more. I wassqueezing so hard that some of the fresher scars started ripping opencausing blood to squirt everywhere. When she saw this she really wentnuts. She started screaming and moving up and down faster and faster."Master, may I please rub myself?" I said yes and she brought onehand down from her head to her clit and began rubbing so hard Ithought she'd rub it raw. "Master, please put your finger nails inthe cuts and scratch them." I let go of her tit and told her to stopfucking me. I grabbed a nipple and stretched her tit out while Iscratched her with my other hand. She began crying. The pain musthave been too much. I was just about to stop when she said "I'mcumming, please don't stop, I'm, I'm, ... cumminnnnnnnnng." I was soturned on that I started cumming too. She noticed and started humpingme again. Finally it was over. She got off of me, wrapped her moutharound my cock and sucked the last bit of cum out of it. Then shelooked up at me. The little drop of semen on her lip made her look sosexy. "Master. I'm so happy that you decided to cum inside of me. Ihope I get pregnant and if I do I hope you will whip the milk out ofmy titties. I hope I have a little girl. I'd just love to tortureour daughter for you." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Andyet, I was getting into it.
"May we go now Master?" "Where?" "Oh that's right. I forgot to tellyou. The guards found a troop of girl scouts camping on yourproperty." "Girl scouts?" I said with more than a note of interest."Yes Master. I thought you'd like this news. There's about 20 girlsaround 6 to 14 years old and two adult females around 35. The guardsbrought them in to the holding area and should be finished processingthem." "Process?" I asked. "Yes, we interview each one. We get hername, age, address, phone number, sexual history and so on." "What ifthey don't want to talk?" "We don't have that problem because weinject them with a drug first. May we go now Master?" "Well I guessso but what can we expect?" "Oh goody, let's go and I'll tell you onthe way." * * *
To be continued???
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