Happy St. Patrick’s
day and here is a story to celebrate the days of green beer and cornbeer and
cabbage. I hope you enjoy the antics of my little men in green. Blacknite13@live.com
This story contains
bondage, forced sex and female submission. It contains adult themes and should
not be read by minors.
Ms Americana and Sara
Kraft are the property of Mr. X while the villains are mine. I made up the pot
of gold legend other Irish stuff for my story. So please don’t write me
complaining my misuse of Irish legends. It is just a fantasy… deal with it.
MS AMERICANA & SARA KRAFT: KING OF THE LEPRECHAUN
“Timothy Buckin! My word what brings you to my humble home.”
“Oh your majesty, I apologize for taking up your time. I know you are
quite busy.”
“Now, now, my boy. What kind of king would I been if I didn’t make time
for my people. Tell me all about it.”
“I had suffered a terrible lose.”
“Oh I am sorry to hear that. Pray tell what have you lost?”
“My pot of gold.”
“You lost your pot gold! No leprechaun has lost his gold for over
thousand years. How did this happen?”
“Oh, your highness, she bewitched me with her fair looks and well her,
you know…”
“Large bosom?”
“Oh yes, King Duncan it was indeed large. I…”
“Oh Timothy, it is well know fact the little folk have a weakness for a
big bosom, a firm bottom and a beautiful face.
So she shook her tits and sweet talked did she?”
“It was a full moon so my gold for there for all the world to see.”
“Do you know the name of this lass who stole your gold?”
“Yes, your majesty. She is a English Lady by the name of Sara Kraft.”
“Ohhhhhhm, I know this lassie and I am not sure surprised you succumb
to her charms. Her bosom is indeed large one would say gigantic…did you go to
England?”
“Yes, yes, I found her home and searched it. I couldn’t find it.”
“It is a very large house. Are you sure that you searched everywhere?”
“I got Fergus Callaghan to give me hand.”
“Oh well if Fergus couldn’t sniff out the gold it wasn’t in the house.
So the question is where would the lass take your pot of gold?”
DELTA CITY…
“It’s a iron pot.” Brenda said as she studied the small pot sitting on
the desk in her spacious office that where a massive window took up one whole
wall giving the young CEO an amazing view of Delta City. The stunning
raven-haired beauty sauntered around her oval desk. It was made of light ash
wood that matched the other furnishings in her office including the bookcase
that was filled with law, business and classic books. The custom made cushy office chair had plum cushions that matched
her the rug and curtains. She took off her glasses, leaned down and studied the
black pot and shook her head. The tall beauty turned and looked at the woman
standing behind her.
Sara Kraft’s voluptuous body was
barely covered by the shorts and a tee shirt so tight it was quite obvious she
wasn’t wearing a bra. Her long thick brown hair was twisted into a long braid
that fell to her firm round ass.
The shapely adventurer was checking
out the woman standing behind the large round desk. The yellow business suit with the black trim had been cut to show
off every tasty curve of her body. The vest looked like it was about to as if
her 44 bosom were about to pop out. The short skirt barely covered her ass and
the yellow garter belts holding up her black stockings peeked out. Brenda’s
hair was pinned up into a nice twist that showed off her classic features. The
gold-framed glasses perched on her small nose gave her a subtle sexy look.
“Brenda, it is not just a iron pot.”
Sara said, “Are you ready for this? It is an honest to God pot of gold.”
“We’re talking leprechauns, right?”
“Exactly.”
“I am not seeing the gold?” Brenda
smirked as she mockingly peeked into the pot. “Nope!” No gold in here.”
“Really?” Sara said as she walked up
to mirror and watched the moon rise.
“Sara, it’s late and I still need to
go over my notes for tomorrow’s board meeting.” Brenda said as she walked over
to her British friend. “I will probably end up spending the night in my
office.”
“Then what’s the hurry?” Sara said
as she watched a moonbeam come through the window and move toward the pot. She
smiled as the light hit the pot. “You were saying there was no gold?”
“Sara, WHAT THE!” Brenda said as she
turned and saw the pot was now filled with gold coins. She walked over, picked
up several coins and rubbed them with her fingers. “They are real!”
“Of course they are.” Sara said as
she walked over and ran his fingers over the pot. “They seem to only appear
when moonlight hits them.”
“That why you insisted we meet
tonight.” Brenda said as she dropped the coins back into the pot. “But what
good is gold if it keeps vanishing.”
“Of according to Irish legend.” Sara
said as she fingered the gold, “If I keep this for a month. It is mine
forever.”
“I see. Are you in need of money?”
“No, no, I am not as rich as you but
I get by.”
Brenda snorted at this because she
knew that Lady Sara Kraft was one of the richest women in England.
“So you just like the idea of having
a pot of gold.”
“Brenda, no. If I keep the gold for
a month, the leprechaun it belongs to will become my slave. Think about it. If
I were to get one of the wee people under my control the things I could learn
about Ireland history and its secrets.”
“I can only imagine. But I assume
this same leprechaun will be looking for his gold? And since the pot is magic,
it goes without saying that he would have some magic.”
“The small guy and one of his
friends have already tried. They broke in my estate. Fortunately I was outside with the pot and managed to slip away.”
“So you are hiding out in Delta City
to avoid these leprechauns?”
“More or less.”
“I can put you up at Wade Manor.”
“No, I have place. I was hoping you
were put the pot in one of your underground vaults.”
“Wouldn’t that make me a party to
your crime? These little people might come after me. But on the other hand, my
people would love to study this pot. There has to be scientific reason for
this.”
“Brenda, it is not science its
magic.”
“I don’t believe in magic. I believe
in science.”
“Pardon me, what about the Got Gems,
Mystique Maiden’s specter…”
“There is a science behind those
things. The Aphrodite gene is a proven fact. You see the Got Gem…”
“Brenda, I know all about the
Aphrodite Gene. I have it. As we both
know it is blessing and curse. I have a deal for you. Hide this in your vault
and you can study all you want with the understanding I get it back.”
“Done. Who knows we may finding
something to aid in our war on crime.”
“Deal.”
“Now lets get this down to the vault on level D. It is closest to my
research department.”
Sara parked her rental car around
the corner from a hotel that was just outside the city limits of Sugar Town. It
was a step above a fleabag hotel and just below a Motel Six. Not the worst but
the last place anyone would look for English blue blood. She slipped out her
the sedan and heard a high-pitched laugh. Her hands slapped to her side to grab
her pistols but there was nothing to grab.
Brenda didn’t care for firearms so she had left her pistols hidden in
her room. The shapely beauty used the shadows to reach the hotel, backed into
the lobby, scanning the very shadows she had just snuck through. Once inside
she past up on the elevator and took the stairs two at a time to the fourth
floor. The young adventuress trotted down to her room and glanced down to see
toothpick was still jammed into the lower part doorjamb. She opened the door, kicked it open and
scanned the room. Satisfied she was alone, Sara stepped in her room, stepping
into the shower and checking the shower. She glanced down at the hard bed and
decided it was too low for anyone to hide under it. The tall beauty went to
windows and yanked the curtains closed.
Lady Kraft paced around the small
room with its single bed and mass-produced furniture. The tall heroine sat down
and yanked off her boots and socks, deciding a shower would relax her and give
her time to think. Sara pulled off her
tight top freeing her 38 DD tits and shimmied out the tight shorts. She tossed them down, reached over for her
suitcase that was sitting on the end of the bed, glancing at the small calendar
sitting on the side table.
“St. Patrick’s Day in just two
hours.” She mused, “Leprechauns are at their strongest on that day.”
Sara
flipped open her suitcase and a small man with red hair and beard leaped out,
hitting her around the waist. Someone grabbed her around the ankles and pushed
her legs up.
“Bloody hell!” Sara cried as she was
rolled back onto the bed. The young heroine struggled against her attackers who
were scrambling on top of her. Both were dressed green suits with vests. Small green bowler hats rested on their
heads. She was surprised how strong they were but managed to throw one off the
bed but suddenly her hands and legs were pulled out the four corners of the
mattress and something covered her mouth. “MMMP!”
“Now calm down lassie.” Duncan
Donnelly said as he flew onto the bed and lightly landing on it. He was dressed
like the others but had tiny crown on his head. “Those be magic ropes holding
you down.”
Sara looked around and saw green
ropes were wrapped around her ankles and wrists hold her spread eagle across
the bed. She was gagged with something that tasted like silk.
The small man looked down at the
struggling beauty at his feet being held down by the ropes and his own green
handkerchief wrapped around her head, covering her mouth.
“MMMPH!” Sara yelled through her
gag the small king knelt down and gave one of her tits a good squeeze.
“I do apologize but your breasts are
quite amazing.” Duncan said as he continued to fondle her tit. “And we
leprechauns have weakness for large breasted women. Oh I forgot my manners. I
am Duncan Donnelly, King of the Leprechauns. That is Fergus Callaghan and of course
you know, Timothy since you stole his pot of gold. Which is the reason we are
here. I am kindly asking you if you would return to it to the poor lad and we
can all go home.”
“MPH!” Sara grunted through her gag
and glared at the small man now squeezing both the tits with his tiny hands.
His constant fondling was making them begin to tingle and throb. She could feel
them begin to swell.
“Now, now don’t be stubborn, lass.”
Duncan smiled as she moved closer to her face. “We know that the gold isn’t
here so just tell us where it is and we’ll be on our way.”
“NA!” The bound heroine grunted
trying to twist away from the hands tweaking her nipples.
“Lady Kraft.” Duncan said as he
began to nibble her ear, “I am centuries old and have learned a great many things.
I know all about that nasty gene inside your lovely body. Tell me where Timothy’s gold is or sure as
St. Paddy drove out the snakes we will fuck you until you begging to tell me…Do
you really want to taken back to Ireland and trained to be a whore to the
leprechauns. You would get very little sleep with all those cocks you would
have to suck and fuck.”
Sara glared up at the small man and
snorted, thinking no way could they tame her.
“I was hoping you would be foolish.”
Duncan laughed as he rubbed his hands together and began to undress. “Lads,
looks like the lady is going to be stubborn.”
“Oh boy!” Timothy laughed as he
pulled off his coat, “I was hoping to teach this lassie a thing or two.”
“Oh I never say no to fuck a big
titted woman.” Fergus giggled as he began to undress.
“NA! NA!” Sara screamed through the
gag as Duncan stripped down and uncovered his four-inch cock, which already
stiff.
“It not huge but big enough to get
the job done!” Duncan laughed as he sat on her belly and began to rub his cock
between her huge tits. He mashed them
around with his small hands as he began to suck on a nipple.
“AUGHHHHH!” The bound heroine
squealed when she felt not one but two tongues begin to lick her pussy. She
pulled and twisted as her boobs and pussy were attacked. Sara watched the cock
move back and forth through her huge tits. She could have sworn it grown in
size.
Duncan pumped his cock back and
forth through the mountains of hot soft flesh while he sucked and chewed on the
tasty tits. He chuckled because he could feel how hard they had gotten and seem
to be swelling even bigger.
Timothy and Fergus both had their
faces pressed into her pussy and were licking the slit with loud slurps. They
laughed as it quickly became wet. The two leprechauns took turns lapping up her
juices.
“AHGAWDDDD!” Sara squealed as her
pussy began to burn and tingled from the tongues lapping over it. Her tits were
now aching balls of hard flesh. Duncan
was gnawing on a nipple while slamming his cock in and out. The bound heroine
yanked at the ropes holding her.
“OHHHHHHHH!” Duncan gasped as he
thrust his cock through her tits and right into her face.
“AUGHHHH!” Sara growled as the
little man emptied his cock into her face. She do nothing but let the hot seed
dribble down her face. She glared at the little king as he rolled off her
belly. The helpless heroine was shocked to see his cock was still stiff and was
longer, just six inches but long enough.
“All right lads.” Duncan laughed,
“You take a go at her tits while I give her pussy a try.”
“It all ready for you King Duncan.”
Fergus smiled as he moved up by the huge tits. He grabbed on with both hands
and began to fondle it. He gave it a few good squeezes and began to suck on it.
“All right lassie, “ Timothy sneered
as he followed his friend’s lead, “You shook these in my face and now I get
more than a taste.”
“MPHH!” Sara moaned as the two horny
leprechauns sucked and fondled her tits. She felt Duncan move between her
spread legs and whimpered. The bound beauty was thinking even if she told them
where the damn pot was but she was still going get gangbanged by the wee
people.
“Oh you have a beautiful pussy.”
Duncan sighed as he looked over the thin strip of dark curls. He grabbed onto
her thighs and pushed his cock into her twat, gasping as it soft walls wrapped
around it.
“AUGGGGGGGGG!” Sara screamed as the
small cock pushed into her hot wet pussy, making her come at once. She was soon grunting as Duncan began to
fuck her with a surprisingly strong stroke.
Her body all ready hot from the tongue licking and now two small hands
and mouths sucking and rubbing her tits began to burn.
Timothy and Fergus wrapped their
legs around her big tits so they could rub their cocks against her soft titty
flesh. Both leprechauns began to fuck her tits like a dog would fuck a leg.
Both chewed and sucked on her nipples as they rubbed their cock up and down.
Duncan was panting and laughed as he
fucked the bitch with long hard strokes. He watched his two leprechauns ride on
the big tits as he continued to fuck the bound beauty.
“UGH! UGH! UGHHHHHHH!” Sara wailed
as the cock stroked her pussy making her come again. It was all so humiliating.
She was being raped by a man who was no more than two feet tall while two more
used her tits as sex toys. The bound beauty arched up as she came again. Her
tits were now throbbing balls of hard flesh sending waves of pleasures through
her whole body.
The four bodies bucked around on the
bed making it squeak and groan. The leprechaun’s grunts and laughter filled the
room along with her squeals and screams of unwanted joy.
“This will make you smile, lassie!”
Duncan laughed as he shot his cum into her pussy.
“AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Sara howled
as he had the most amazing climax. She slumped down after Duncan pulled out.
“All Timothy, you turn to take this
lass for a ride.” Duncan giggled as he moved up by her head.
“OH THANK YOU KING DUNCAN!” Timothy
cried as he let go of the massive tit and jumped between her legs. He grabbed
onto her thighs and pushed his cock in.
“AUGHHHHHH!” Sara screamed as she
came again and was soon squealing in delight as the wee man began fuck her. She
rolled her head around and realized Fergus had moved to her stomach and was
fucking his cock between her tits. Duncan sitting on her neck and patting her
face blocked him. “NA! NAAAAAAAA!”
“That’s right my dear.” Duncan
laughed as he pulled off her gag and pushed his cock into her gasping mouth.
“Time to suck my royal pole!”
“MMMPH!” Sara sobbed unable to stop
herself from sucking on the cock in her mouth. She began to gulp on it while
rolling her tongue around it. The bound beauty squealed again as yet another
orgasm hit her. The English Lady loved
the taste the cock in her mouth and the cock fucking. She was even enjoying the
feel of the cock between her tits and the mouth sucking on it.
Duncan grabbed on to the sides of
her head and began to pump her mouth up and down on his cock. He watched her
eyes and knew the bitch was almost tamed; at least she would be after she drank
down his cum. There was something about Leprechaun sperm that drove the ladies
crazy. Lady Kraft would now gladly tell
them where the pot was but that was for later.
Right now she had a lot more fucking and sucking to do.
“MPH! MPH! MMMMMMMMPHHH!” Sara
screamed around the cock in her mouth as she came again. She closed her eyes
and sucked the cock all the way into her mouth as she enjoyed the orgasm. She came again when she felt hot cum being
sprayed onto her tits.
Fergus sprayed his seed into the
valley of her big boobs until it was empty. He grabbed onto on tit and began to
ride it again.
Duncan let get go of her head and
watched the horny lass suck on his cock with loud slurps and moans of delight.
He stood up as gasp as he cock emptied into her mouth.
“MMMMMMMM!” Sara sighed as her mouth
filled with cum which she happily drank. Seconds after swallowing the stuff she
squealed in delight. She felt so happy
and horny. It was like she had swallowed a gallon of bliss. The helpless heroine was disappointed when
the cock left her mouth. But then she screamed in sheer ecstasy as her pussy
was filled with cum. The heroine arched
up and wailed, then slumped down. She was exhausted but still hornier than hell.
She felt another cock push into her pussy while someone began to suck on one of
her tits. A cock came into her mouth and she began to suck not caring whose
cock it was.
Brenda read over the contract for
the second time sure she was missing something. It was well past three in the
morning. Sara still had four hours of work and was exhausted. The tall raven
haired beauty was thinking of lying down on her sofa or just making some extra
strength coffee when…
“I do hate to interrupt you, lass.”
Brenda looked but saw no one. She
stood up and saw the little man standing in front of her desk. He was dressed
in a green suit with a gold crown on his head. The young CEO shook her head and
stared down at the small man.
“Great Liberty, I am tired.” Brenda
said as she rubbed her forehead.
“You look terribly busy.” Duncan
said, “But we have a wee problem. You have poor Timothy’s pot of gold locked in
one of your safes below.”
“How do you know that?” Brenda asked
as she studied the leprechaun. “Oh you are a leprechaun?”
“Where are my manners?” Duncan cried
as he took off his crown and bowed, “I am Duncan Donnelly, King of the
Leprechauns. No need to tell me who you are. You are Brenda Wade. Now the
introductions are done. As I was saying Sara Kraft was kind enough to tell us
where Timothy’s pot of gold was and now we are here to get it.”
“I would thought that you could just
pop in there like you did my offices.”
“So did I. I couldn’t and was quite
confused until I saw your safe had a large shamrock on it.”
“Yes, it is a Shamrock Safe. Made in
Ireland.”
“That explains it. Leprechauns can’t
past a shamrock. Now if you would be so kind to give me the combination. I will
get the pot and we will be on our way.”
“You expect me to just give you the
combination?” Brenda smiled down at the small man.
“Lady Kraft was stubborn at first
and came around.” Duncan said as she wave his hand.
Brenda gasped when Sara suddenly
appear in the office. She naked except the green leather strips linked by gold
rings criss-crossing her body including her tits and crotch. The strips held her arms tightly behind
her back. A big green ball gag was shoved into her mouth, which would only let
her grunt and drool. She let off a low sob as her spit ran down her chin and
down onto her tits. There was thick green leather collar studded with what
looked like diamonds around her neck. One of the two leprechauns standing by
the kneeling woman was holding a gold leash that was attached to her collar.
“SARA!” Brenda gasped, “What have
you done to her!”
“I told you she was being stubborn.
We persuaded her to come around.
“It quite obvious she was been
raped!” Brenda yelled as she came around the desk, “Rape is a crime in this
city. Leprechauns or not. You will be punished for this foul deed.”
“Does that mean you won’t be giving
me the combination?” Duncan asked with a leer. “Because it seems your tits are
even bigger than Lady Sara’s.”
“You disgusting little pervert! Do
you have any idea who you are dealing with? “WHAT THEEEE!”
Brenda was shocked to find her hands
were now tightly bound behind her back. She could feel rope wrapped around her
elbows and wrists. She struggled around but stopped when she saw Duncan was now
on her desk, naked.
“You won’t dare!” Brenda growled as
she flew back into her chair. She tried to sit up more rope was wrapped around
her waist binding her to the chair. “UNTIE ME!”
“Let get a look at you lassie!”
Duncan laughed as he jumped down onto her lap. He yanked her jacket down around
her waist and ripped open her vest. He pulled it down, tore open her blouse and
freed her huge breasts from the yellow bra. “Ohhhhhh, lass you have been
blessed.”
“You foul little man!” Brenda
snarled as she helpless watched the little man began to squeeze and kiss her
huge tits. She pulled at the ropes binding her to the chair and gasped when his
sharp teeth nibbled on her nipple. The bound heroine bit her lip when she felt
a tingle run through her boobs.
“Mmmmm!” Duncan sighed as he sucked
and chewed on her tit while roughly fondled them. He pushed and pulled the huge
mounds as he ran his tongue over the sweet flesh. He caught a nipple and chewed
on it as he pulled ob it with his teeth.
“STOP! STOP!” Brenda gasped as both
of her tits began to ache swell from the leprechaun’s abuse. Worst she could
feel a hot wetness forming between her legs. “I beg you!”
“You’ll be begging all right lass!”
Duncan smiled as he waved his fingers.
“AUGHHH!” Brenda grunted in shock as
her mouth was forced into a wide oval. It took her a second for her to realize
there was a ring gag in her mouth.
“Lets put those ruby red lips to
work!” Duncan laughed as her leapt up and wrapped his legs around her neck. He
grabbed onto her hair and pushed his cock into her open mouth.
“MMMPHH!” Brenda sobbed as she was
forced to take his cock into her mouth. The bound heroine couldn’t see a thing
since the leprechaun’s belly was pressed up against her face. She began to
grunt and weep as the little man began to literally fuck her face. “UGH! UGH!
UGH!”
Duncan laughed as he pushed his cock
deep into her hot wet mouth, using her hair to pull her face into his groin. He
locked his legs around her neck to keep her in place.
Timothy and Fergus jumped down onto
her lap and each took a tit. They sucked and fondled the huge mounds of flesh
with happy glee and lust.
“AUGHHHHH!” Brenda wailed as she was
forced to suck on the cock. She gasped as her already sensitive tits were
sucked and fondled again. The three-way attack was turning her sex-starved body
into a pool of hot sex. The helpless
beauty grunted each time her head was pushed back against the back of her
chair. Tears began to flow down her cheeks.
She could feel the cock thrust down into her throat making her gag. It
was all make worst by the tiny hands yanking on her thick mane of hair and the
feet wrapped around her neck. “UGH! UGH! UGH”
“Oh lassie!” Duncan laughed as he
kept bucking against her face, loving the feel of her hot wet mouth around his
cock. “Your mouth was made for fucking!’
The two other wee people were
gnawing on the big boobs while mashing them between their small but strong
fingers.
“MPHHHH!” Brenda sobbed as her mouth
filled with cum. She gulped in down and sobbed as she was forced to take
another mouthful. Suddenly she feely incredibly horny and began to hungrily
suck on the cock.
“That’s enough for now.” Duncan said
as he jumped down and ordered the other two leprechauns out of the way. He
waved his hands again.
“AUGHHH!” Brenda sobbed as she flew
out the chair and was bent over her desk with her legs spread wide. She could
feel rope wrapped around her ankles binding them to the desk legs. More rope
wrapped around her waist held her down in the humiliating position. The bound
beauty moaned as Fergus grabbed her by the hair and pushed his cock into her
mouth. “MPHHH!”
Duncan stepped onto Brenda’s back
walk down, knelt down and pulled her skirt up over her hips. He playfully
snapped her yellow thong and then ripped it off. The leprechaun king turned
dropped down, grabbed onto her ass and pushed his cock into her tight butt
hole.
“AIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!” Brenda squealed
as he ass was filled his cock. She began to sob and scream as the little king
began to fuck her. She could feel
herself losing control of her own body. The bound CEO couldn’t stop herself
from sucking on the cock while thrusting back against the cock in her ass.
Duncan held onto the fat ass like
tiger as he fucked it with long hard strokes. He began to bite and lick the
butt as his lust kicked into high gear. Fergus was grunting and panting as her
pushed his cock deep into her mouth, gasping on delight as the horny bitch
gulped it.
Brenda squealed her ass fucked and
bitten while the cock in her mouth began to deep throat her. She tugged on the
ropes binding her not trying to escape but in heated lust. She arched up as an
orgasm shook her body. The ravished beauty bucked around as three orgasms shook
her.
“Oh we own you now lassie!” Duncan
laughed as he continued to pound her ass trying to make her come again. Fergus
was thrusting his cock deep into her throat over and over.
“UGH! UGH!” The raven-haired captive
grunted as she took the cock willingly into her mouth sucking and licking as
she did.
Both the small men yelled in delight
as they came.
“AUGHHHHHH!” Brenda screamed around
the cock and cum spraying into her mouth. The hot seed filling her ass had
given her climax that shook her body. The helpless captive twisted around on
the desk until the two cocks pulled out. The bound woman blinked when she found
herself lying on the side on the floor. Her hands were bound behind her head.
One leg was pulled up and tied to her hands. The awkward position left all
three holes open to attack. She gulped
as she watched the three horny leprechauns walk toward her with three hard
cocks. The bound heroine was terrified and excited at the same time. Timothy
moved up by her head and she opened her mouth, realizing she was no longer
gagged.
“That’s good little whore.” Timothy
laughed as he pushed his cock and watched her begin to suck on it.
“AUGHHHHH!” Brenda wailed through her full mouth as Duncan took her ass
and Fergus took her pussy. The bound
beauty was soon gasping as the two cocks began to fuck the hell out her. Which
made her suck on the third cock with loud slurps.
Duncan and Fergus grunted and panted as they both pumped their cocks in
and out with lust filled glee. Timothy
sighed in sheer bliss as her lips hungrily sucked on his cock.
Brenda was now lost in a lust like she could never imagined. She moved
with the cocks buried in her body, loving the feel of them inside of her. Their
constant stroking of the cocks was driving her to new heights of pleasure. The
bound beauty screamed as another orgasm shook her body. Then another and another until she was drown
in a sea of constant heated lust and pleasure.
“Brenda! Brenda damn you wake up!”
“W-what? What!” Brenda moaned as she came too and found herself looking
into the face of Sara Kraft. “What happen?”
“Those little creeps fucked the hell out of you and you happily told
them the combination to the safe.”
“Sweet Liberty!’ Brenda cried, “We better get on the move.”
“That will be a little difficult.” Sara snapped, “Since we are both
bound hand and foot!”
Brenda realized both her and Sara were hogtied and lying on the floor.
She pulled at the ropes as she looked around the office.
“Are they coming back?” Brenda asked as she rolled over to a side table
that sat by the plum colored sofa. She began to poke the side of the table with
her big toe.
“I am not sure. Fergus and Timothy were saying we should take us back
but Duncan was against it but kept looking at you like he wanted to fuck you
again. They decided to get the pot of gold first. What are you doing?”
“This!” Brenda snapped as she pressed the side table again and a knife
fell out onto the floor. “You think this was the first time I have been tied up
in my office.”
“Learn from your mistakes.” Sara laughed as Brenda rolled onto the
knife and begin cut her ropes, “What do we when we get loose. They can do
magic.”
“I think I know how to fight it. We just have to get down to my botany
labs.”
“Push! Push!” Duncan yelled as they shoved the heavy metal doors open.
They were panting and gasping by the time they got the safe open. The small
king wiped the sweat off his face as he walked into the vault. The leprechaun stopped in his tracks when he
saw the size of the vault.
It was the size of a small apartment with rows and rows of shelves
filled with all sorts of things. Not only gold and silver things but odd
strange looking devices and weapons. There were jars and bottles of liquids and
powders.
“This might be a little harder than I thought.” Duncan sighed as he
looked around the safe.
“Up there!” Timothy cried as he pointed up.
“Of course, the top shelf.” Duncan sighed as he waved his hands and the
pot lowered itself to the floor.
“Look at this.” Fergus asked as he picked up two silver pistols out of
box with a small label. He looked at the small canisters mounted under the
barrel. “I wonder who Captain Chloroform is? Soldier or something.”
“Put those down!” Duncan yelled. “He is a villain who uses gas to knock
heroines out. Now Timothy the get your pot and lets be on our way.”
“What about the lasses upstairs.’ Timothy asked.
“What about us?”
The three leprechauns whirled around and glared up at the two heroines
standing in the doorway. Ms Americana stood there with her hands on her hips
clad in her stars and stripes bikini, red boots and gloves. A gold belt around
her slender waist and a tiara holding back the thick hair from her beautiful
face. Her baby blue eyes flashed behind the blue mask. Sara was wearing a pair
of shorts and halter-top she borrowed from Brenda's closet.
“You should have run when you had the chance!” Duncan smiled as he
waved his hands around. He stopped waving his hands when nothing happen. He
tried again. “What’s this? Where’s my magic? I don’t understand? You should be
bound hand and foot.”
“I picked up some magic of my own.” Ms American smiled as he lifted a
four-leaf clover from between her tits and waved it at the small king. “Its St.
Patrick’s Day! Ms Wade was going to give pots of four leaf clovers to all her
employees. My lucky day!”
“OH NO!” Duncan cried, “My magic is useless against you!”
“Glad to hear it!” Ms Americana snarled, jumping into the vault and
literally kicking the leprechaun across the room. Duncan crashed into one of
the steel walls and dropped to the floor in a heap.
“Run!” Timothy cried but was grabbed by Sara and dropkicked him over by
his king. He landed with a grunt and didn’t get up.
The two heroines turned to the last leprechaun but he disappeared in
flash of green light.
“He was no fun.” Sara smiled, “What do we do with king.”
“I am not sure.” Ms Americana said as she turned to leave. “He is still
dangerous. It may be best just to give him the pot of gold.”
“Ms Americana, why give it back. We got things under control.”
The two heroines walked out of the vault and headed toward a phone
mounted on the wall.
“Well, maybe we can lock them in one my vaults. They are shamrocks.”
“Nap time lassies!” Duncan yelled as he jumped out the vault with a
pistol in each hand. He pulled both
triggers.
“Sweet Liberty!” Ms Americana cried as she and Sara were engulfed in a
cloud of blue gas. They both staggered back and fell to the floor.
“You’ll regret that you dare to mess with the King Duncan. Yes, lassies
you will regret for years…centuries!”
MONTHS LATER SOMEWHERE IN IRELAND…
The king of the leprechauns leaned back in his golden throne that sat
in the middle of a gigantic cave. It was filled with piles of gold and jewels.
Duncan was not looking at his gold but at the naked woman kneeling a few feet
in front of him. Her hands and head were locked in an old wood stock. Two gold
metal bands locked around her ankles seem to keep her legs open. There was a footstool set up in front of the
bound beauty. It was high enough for a leprechaun to stand on so he could push
his cock into her into her mouth.
Sara had long ago given up fighting and would now just wrap her lips
around the next cock and began to suck. While she was sucking on the cock two
of the wee folk were sucking and chewing on her fat boobs. There two more
taking full advantage of her ass and pussy. Poor Sara’s body was coated with
sweat, her long hair hung around her face in wet strings. The bound heroine
wearily sucked on the cock in her mouth wondering if Duncan really could keep
her young and beautiful for centuries.
She prayed he couldn’t because if he could she would be fucking and
sucking for a very, very time.
“It may be time to give the poor lass a rest.” Duncan laughed, “What do
you think my dear.”
Ms Americana wearily looked up from the shoes she had been licking.
There was a court jester’s hat with bells resting on her head. Her hourglass
figure was barely covered by the short skirt and halter-top with the same red
and white diamond pattern. The holes had been cut in the top so most of her
boobs poked out. A gold chain with bells held up by nipple clamps hung between
her tits. Jester’s slippers with bells
covered her feet.
“Whatever you wish my king.” Ms Americana whimpered, “Are you shoes
shiny enough?”
“You missed a spot.” Duncan laughed feeling his cock get hard. He would
have to take his court jester to his bedroom soon. Every one of his subjects
knew the big titted beauty was his sex slave but the king wasn’t fucked and
sucked in open court.
“Sorry my king, I will try to do better.” Ms Americana sniffed as she
lowered her head and began to lick his shoes.
She had to keep wetting her tongue because she had already been licking
the leather for hours. It was just one of the many humiliating tasks Duncan
gave her to do. And she did them, knowing there would be no escape; she would
be serving her small master for a very long, long time.