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