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VOODOO – BRAT’S PLAYTHING
By Sonya Esperanto sonyaesperanto_15@hotmail.com
Synopsis:
Voodoo was a character from WildC.A.T.S.
from DC/Wildstorm. This is
not a story for profit. This is not for anyone below 18 too.
(The concept of this storyline is what if Voodoo was not a
member of WILDC.A.T.S. and that she existed in a world where Dark Angel, that
stars Jessica Alba. It is a future where technology meets post-apocalypse.)
The plot of this story is that of a former superheroine and ex-member of a superhero team called WILDC.A.T.S., who once more ends up in her old profession: strip dancer. She was then hired by a spoiled English brat, whom she had turned on many occasions in the past, while a superheroine. Looks like Voodoo is in for some rough night.
Story:
Voodoo was a stripper. She was once a superheroine.
She fought evil beings called Deamonites. But that
was a year ago. She was once more a stripper, at the Titty
Twister. It was a tiring job, but she needed the money. Men flocked to the
place to see her. But she wasn’t aware that she was being watched by an ex-fan.
Harry was an eccentric redhead who didn’t look like was more
than sixteen. He always fancied Voodoo and even chased her around, whenever she
wasa round, fighting the Daemonites.
He asked her out, but she turned him down saying that she too young and short
for him. He got angry with that. His dad told him that one day, his son was
going to get what he wanted.
When Harry’s dad was inside the Titty
Twister, he saw Voodoo. He smiled. Harry was a British brat. His dad had
brought him with him to the West Coast.
Harry’s dad talked with Voodoo’s manager and the manager had
it all arranged.
Voodoo was picked up by Harry’s chauffeur. She had been
blindfolded as well, so that she wouldn’t know where the address was. By the
time the chauffeur got there, he brought Voodoo with him.
She was led to Harry’s room. A collar was placed around
Voodoo’s neck. By the time the blindfold was taken from her eyes, she found
herself in someone’s bedroom. There were posters of naked women. Then the
bedroom door opened and Harry came in. He was short and fat, with red hair and
freckles. Voodoo said, “You”. Voodoo was shocked that the very person she had
rejected was now getting her services.
Harry then yelled at her, “I paid for you. I paid for your
services, for tonight. I was even told that if you refused me, I could complain
to your amager and that means,
you would have to find a new job”.
Voodoo looked down on his carpet, her head in defeat. She
then said, “Please, don’t. I will do what you want”. Harry then said, “That’s
better”.
Harry then ordered her, “now take
off your clothes”. Voodoo nodded, “Yes sir.”
Voodoo stripped completely naked. Her tanned body, her big
breasts, her long black/purple hair, her blue eyes ,
her large ass and fine cunt was now for display.
Harry smiled and said to her, “My, my my. Looks like
I got a bargain”. He then told her, “I want you to lie face down on my bed”.
Voodoo did as she was told. She lied face down on his bed.
Harry always wanted to play with her ass. Harry climbed on top of the bed and
had her wrists tied to the two upper posts of the bed. Voodoo thought that he
was just some kinky kid, who was horny and sick. Harry also roughly gagged her
mouth, with a cloth and tied the knot behind her head. Harry said, “There,
that’ll shut you up, you fuckin whore”.
Harry made her put her legs together. He tied the ankles
together and had two strings tied to the two lower posts of the bed.
Voodoo was completely tied up and helpless. Harry was going
to do things to her.
Harry said to himself, “That’ll
teach you to call me a rich brat, you fuckin whore”.
She did call him that long time ago, when she turned down his offer, to go out
with him or even have sex with him. He offered to pay, but she refused.
Harry then started spanking her ass, with a ping pong bat.
It hurt. His spanking was hurting Voodoo. Tears flowed down her eyes. Harry was
laughing cruelly at her pain. The sound and impact of the whacking was music to
his ears.
After much spanking, Harry then pulled down his pants. He
rammed his fat cock against her ‘aching asshole’. Voodoo squirmed in pain.
“Yeah, take that you cunt”. Voodoo couldn’t stop her
tears from flowing out. While he fucked her ass really hard, he was then
licking her back, after letting some ice cream pour on it. He loved strawberry
and eating strawberry ice cream on a hot chick was something every rich guy
dreamt of doing.
After he finished fucking voodoo in the ass, he took it out
of her. His cum was still on her ass. “Now, what shall I do now”. Harry had a nasty idea. He took out a candle stick and he
poked the end of it, inside Voodoo’s hurt ass. Voodoo squirmed again. He told
Voodoo, “Shut the fuck up, or I’ll do some more things to you, do you
understand”. Voodoo nodded her head, in fear.
“Good”, smiled the nasty Harry. Harry then lighted the
candle. He was then using her lower back, for him to read his book on. The book
he was reading was in fact Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. The candle
was a good source of light and she was not allowed to move much.
As the candle was rooted in Voodoo’s ass, some of its wax
was dripping down on her. It made squirm as candle wax was hurting her ass,
turning it from brown to copper. Harry noticed it. He then took it off her
asshole. Voodoo felt relieved. Harry then let the wax drip into her asshole.
Voodoo was now in more serious pain. She was helpless to stop the pain and
Harry giggled at the sight of
her body squirmed.
He then walked over to his drawer. He took out a special
vibrator. He plugged it inside her ass. He then switched it on. It made much
noise and voodoo was getting her ass fucked by the machine. Harry was eating
chips, watching Voodoo’s beautiful ass get ravaged.
He had spanked it. He hit it with the end of a candle stick.
He let candle wax drip inside it. Now, he was letting the machine make her ass
bit bigger. Voodoo helplessly squirmed. Harry enjoyed his “show”. He drank Dr
Pepper to it too.
After an hour, he finally shut the vibrator off and took it
off her ass. Harry then untied the bodily-exhausted Voodoo. He took off the
cloth from her mouth she begged him for water. He then shoved his cock into her
mouth and peed inside it, saying, “I hope you like English lemon juice.” He
laughed as Voodoo eagerly drank his piss, as the power of the thirst clouded
her judgment of all things humiliating.
After his piss was flooding her mouth, she then ended up
sucking his fat cock. She sucked it really hard, as it automatically like a
whore. Harry didn’t even tell her to but enjoyed that she did. He was fondling
with her long black hair and saying, “Now that’s a good girl.”
She sucked his cock really good and his sperm started
flooding her mouth, drowning her lungs with Brit juice. But because he cummed too much, some of his cum was starting to spew out
of her mouth, making it look like as if she drinking milk.
After the blowjob, she lied there on his bed. Harry lied
next to her. His fingers were twitching her nipples. He then poured some coke
on her left breast. After doing that, he was licking it from her breast. He was
also sucking her nipple. Harry was getting what he wanted: Voodoo as his slave.
He then lied on top of her and started French kissing her
lips. While he was French-kissing her, his hands were playing and fingering her
nipples. Voodoo preferred that he made love to her, rather than put her through
the hell he put her through earlier.
THE END
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