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MS AMERICANA MEETS THE FANTASY MAKER
BY
BLACKNITE13
MS
THIS STORY CONTIANS ADULT
THEMES INCLUDING FORCED SEX, BONDAGE AND OTHER NASTY THINGS. SO YOU MINORS SHOULD BE READING ARCHIE OR
SOMETHING JUST NOT THIS.
Eva Maria Lopez climbed out of the
limo and smiled at the flashing cameras.
The twenty-one-year-old pop star walked into the hotel. Her young voluptuous body was squeezed into a
white leather dress. It barely covered
her firm round ass and showed off her long shapely legs. The zipper was pulled up just enough cover
her white lace bra but give more than a hint of the valley between her
breasts. Eva’s long black hair was
pinned up fancy twist that showed off her high cheeks. Hot pink lipstick made her lips look even
fuller. The young beauty walked through
the lobby and right into the elevator.
She hit the P for the penthouse and hummed as the elevator took her
up. The doors opened. The sexy singer walked into a huge room with
shouted money. The furnishings,
wallpaper and art all had been hand picked to tell you the owner had money and
power.
Eva walked up to the wet bar and
smile at the bottle of wine. She poured
herself a glass and took a long sip. The
tall beauty stopped in her tracks and blinked.
Her body suddenly felt very warm especially between her legs. The twenty-one-year-old walked over to a long
overstuffed sofa and slumped down. She
sighed and rubbed her thighs together.
Sam Kingston walked into the room and
smiled. The fifty year old man leered over the young beauty slumped on his
sofa. He had discovered the young singer
when she was sixteen and had turned her into one the biggest pop singers in the
country. She had been a kid when he
found her. Over the last two years he
had watched Eva grow into a sexy woman with full rich body. He had hid his lust but tonight he would
finally have her. He walked over to the
twenty-one-year beauty and sat down beside her.
Eva was feeling so hot. She was still a virgin but knew what
horniness felt like. She looked up at
the face moving closer. “Sam, what you
doing?”
Sam clamped his mouth over hers and
pushed his tongue into her mouth. He
brought up his hand and grabbed one of her boobs.
“MMMPH,” Eva gasped as the tongue
filled her mouth. The young singer
resisted only for a second. She was
shocked that she was returning the kiss.
She began to hungrily suck on his lips and tongue. The sexy singer brought up her hands to push
the old man away but instead wrapped her arms around his neck. Eva moaned as she kissed the man full tongue
as she ran her hands up and down his back.
She felt the zipper on her dress being pulled down and turned to give
him better access to her bosom.
Sam gnawed and sucked on her lips as
he unzipped her dress. He yanked it down around her waist. He glanced down at
the sexy lace bra holding two large mounds of soft flesh. He used his finger to push the straps off her
shoulders. Sam smiled as two perfect
tits spilled out. He began to kiss down
her neck down to her boobs,
“Oh baby, suck my tits,” Eva moaned
as the hot wet mouth kissed and licked her hot flesh. She was so confused. Why was she letting this dirty old man do
this but it felt so good? The shapely
beauty rolled her head around and licked her lips. She gasped when his mouth began to suck on
her nipple.
Sam sucked on the tit as he began to
fondle her soft mounds, her hot flesh felt so good between his fingers. He chewed and sucked on one tit and then
moved to the other. He used both hands
to play with her tits while he slobbered on them.
“Oh baby, that feels so goodddd,” Eva
gasped pushing herself down into the cushions.
Her boobs were swelling up and tingling in a way she never felt
before. There was a wet fire between her
legs that was driving her crazy. Even
as Sam played with her body she was thinking that the old man wasn’t that
bad. Eva realized he was pushing up her
dress but did nothing to stop him.
Sam sucked and chewed on the huge
tits as he yanked up her dress up over her hips. His fingers found her lace panties and
pulled them down. He slipped down her
long legs and off. He rubbed the wet
panties and then began to lay Eva down.
“We going to do it, baby?” Eva sighed
as she let Sam lay her back onto the sofa.
He centered on the cushions and then pulled off his shirt. He lost his shorts and boxers. Sam leered over her full rich body as he
climbed up. He lay across her soft body
and found her lips.
“MMMM,” Eva moaned as she kissed him
full tongue and wrapped her arms around his back. She felt his knee pressing against her legs
and happily spread them. Eva could feel his cock rubbing against her
thigh and was surprised how big it was.
Sam lustfully kissed her face and
neck as he ran his hands up and down her body.
He lifted his hips and then pushed his cock forward.
“OHGODDDDD!” Eva wailed as she lost
her virginity. She rolled her head
around, gasping as the cock began to pump in and out. It hurt at first but after a few strokes it
started to feel so good. She began to
claw at his back and thrust her hips up into her lover. The mouth as gnawing on her throat was adding
to her pleasure. Eva couldn’t stop from
moving with Sam.
Sam sucked and chewed on her neck as
he banged his cock deep into the tight wet pussy. He felt her hands scratching his back and her
legs wrapping around his hips. His
hands found her ass and began to fondle it.
He found her mouth again.
Eva lost in her own lust returned
Sam’s kisses with loud moans and groans.
She suddenly felt a wave of delight wave through her body making her
squeal. The ravished beauty realized she just had he first orgasm.
Sam rolled and sat up pulling his
lover with him. He settled her onto his
lap and began to thrust his cock up into her tight pussy. He watched Eva pulled the pins out of her hair
and shake it. The long thick waves
spilled out over her face and body.
“Oh baby, baby,” Eva panted as she
bucked her body up and down on his huge cock.
She pushed his face into her bosom.
Her boobs felt like they were aching mounds of hot flesh. “OH! OH! SAMMYYYYY!”
Sam laughed as he watched her
come. He increased the speed of his
fucking while he continued to suck and play with her tits. His cock felt like it was going to explode
but held his wad.
“OH SAMMY YOU ARE THE BEST!” Eva
wailed as she bounced on his cock and ran her fingers through his hair. She came again and screamed in sheer bliss as
two orgasms hit her. “OHYESSSSSSSSSS!”
“COMING!” Sam gasped as he emptied his cock into her
young body.
“OHGODYESSSSS!” Eva screamed as the
hot seed made her come over and over.
She clamped her mouth over Sam’s and kissed him full long and hard. The young beauty kissed and licked Sam on the
face and neck as she ran her hands over his body. “Oh Sammy, you are just too good. Why didn’t we do this sooner?”
“We will make for lost time, baby,”
Sam moaned as Eva kissed and licked down to his cock. He watched her drop down to the floor and
settle on his knees. He moaned as she
began to fondle his cock. “Hey baby, why don’t we fly to Vegas and get
married.”
“Whatever you want, Sammy,” Eva
moaned just before burying her face into his crotch.
SUDDENLY THE SCREEN FROZE.
“The next day, they were married,” Ms
Americana said stepping in front of the huge monitor mounted into the
wall. The tall raven haired beauty was
clad in her trademark costume. A stars
and stripes bikini with a top that barely covered her 38G boobs. A very, thin, thong barely covered her
amazing ass. A gold belt was wrapped
around her slender waist. A gold tiara
held back her long wavy hair. A blue
choker, red leather gloves and matching spike heeled boots completed her
outfit. A mask covered her beautiful
face with its baby blue eyes and full lips.
“She is now his completely submissive wife…wife! Try slave.”
“Where did you get this?” Flag Girl asked. The nineteen-year-old beauty was dressed in
stars and stripes like her mentor. But
her top was a halter top with a skirt.
The costume did little to hide her full rich body with its huge tits and
nice round ass. Like Ms Americana she
wore boots, gloves and a mask. The mask
couldn’t hide fact she was a babe. Her
long blonde hair was pulled into twin ponytails that daggle down around her
face. The costume, hair and body made
her look like a male fantasy.
“It is on a supposed secret web site,”
Ms Americana said with a smug smile. “You have to be a member and have a
password. It was child’s play to find
and hack into. Once again, the pigs have
underestimated a superior woman.”
“So who runs this site and what does
it provide. Porn?” Flag Girl asked.
“No this is not porn, it is commercial
for the service he provides. The service
is he gives his clients is to give them their fantasy woman.”
“Jumping
jacks, Ms A.” The young blonde
gasped. “You are saying that the creep
who runs this site sells women as sex slaves?”
“More than, he gives them a fantasy. Takes famous women and turns them into sex
slaves for his clients. He has been in
business for years, right under our noses. I had heard things but I couldn’t
ever get a clear idea. He is very smart. Take the case of this singer. I suspect her producer has lusted after her
and used this service to make her his wife. He apparently used a drug on
her. I suspected Bliss at first but she
showed none of the obvious side effects.
I managed to get a blood sample and nothing. It is a new drug that leaves no trace. Which means we can’t even report it to the
police?”
“That sucks, so this creep gets to keep Eva as his sex slave and we
can’t do anything?”
“Oh we can do something,” Ms
Americana snapped turning to the keyboard and type. The film of the lovers
vanished and the image of smiling man standing beside a woman on her knees.
“Once we track down this web site owner, we will get all the evidence we need
to free there poor women.”
“Do we know who he is?”
“He calls himself Fantasy Maker.”
A butler dressed in a black frock
coat and gold vest, walked into the large room with its soft purple wallpaper
and carpeting. The furniture was black
and purple leather or dark brown wood. A
tall thin man with gray hair sat on a sofa facing a large monitor. He was dressed in a gray shirt and pants with
matching loafers. The man was watching a
video of Ms Americana doing an interview.
She had just broken up another white slavery ring. The sound was turned off.
“You rang, sir.” The butler
said.
“Yes James, I am ready for dinner,”
he said without looking back. “I will
have roast beef, roast potatoes, Yorkshire pudding and gravy. I’ll have a Blue Moon beer with that.”
“Very good, sir,” James said with a nod. “Success?”
“Yes, she took the bait. I predict I won’t need you this Saturday.”
“Very well sir, I hope you are
successful. Ms Americana will be your
toughest case.”
“Yes, but worth the risk because it
will mean retirement, I have been at this too long. It is time to create my own fantasy.”
“Ms Americana is your fantasy?”
“No, I will just sell her for
millions. That is not going to stop me from having some fun.”
“Nice to see you are human.”
Ms Americana trotted down the alley
and stopped by an old warehouse. She leaped onto the top of a dumpster and
peeked in the window. A smile spread
across her face when she saw the black van.
Three men dressed in black were putting four young women into the
van. They were all beautiful and dressed
in very stylish dresses. “Piece of
cake.”
Ms Americana grabbed the top of the
window and swung feet first through the glass. The raven haired heroine crashed
through the window and landed on her feet.
She charged the men. One pulled out a gun. The mighty heroine tucked and
rolled across the room. She landed in
front of the man and slammed her boot into his gut. Even before the man hit the ground, Ms
Americana was up and punching out the next villain. The man staggered back. The Queen of Justice flipped the last man
onto the floor. She kept moving and took
him out with two quick punches. The last
man grabbed a bar and charged. Ms
Americana dropped to the floor and swept out her leg. Her long leg knocked the man onto his
ass. Before he could react a boot smashed
into his face.
“Down for the count,” Ms Americana
laughed and looking over at the van. She
waved at the women. “I shall untie you
in a second. I just need to check something.”
The Queen of Justice turned to a
laptop sitting on top of a crate. She began
to type and smiled when Fantasy Maker’s site came up. “Now I have you.”
The four women looked at each other
and climbed out the van. They crept over
to the tall heroine who was working on the laptop. One pulled out a bottle and rag. The other’s picked up coils of rope. They smile and jumped.
Ms Americana spun out the way and
flipped one of the women onto the floor.
She kept moving and punched another in the stomach sending her to the
floor. The raven haired beauty took out
the last two with a round house kick.
She laughed, put her hands on her hips and thrust out her chest. “Fools,
did you really think I would not recognize you.
The Baker girls from
Ms Americana stepped into the room
and looked around. There was man sitting
on a large sofa watching the TV. It was
some kind period piece. Men and women
dressed in old fashion clothes.
“Right on time, Ms Americana,” the
man said without looking back. “Please
can I get you anything for you? It is
the helps night off but I am quite a talented chef.”
“You were expecting me?” Ms Americana
said moving around the sofa and looking down at the man. He was in his fifties and looked more like a
lawyer than a master criminal. His hair
was silver, his face tanned and clean shaved.
He was wearing a tee-shirt and loose jogging pants.
“Of course, I arranged this meeting,”
he said with smile.
“A meeting you will regret.” Ms Americana said looking down at when she
stepped onto a piece of thick plastic.
“Yes, sorry about the plastic on the
floor,” he said still not looking at her. “It is for another project I am
working on. That is a no for the
munchies.”
“No Thank You, I all ready see your
plan,” Ms Americana smiled stepping off the plastic onto the carpet. “Some pervert out there wants me for his
fantasy.”
“Does this surprise you? I get more requests for you than any other
heroine in town. But the money is never
enough. As if. I would play with you for chump change.”
“I came here because of my great
detecting skills.”
“Really? The web site which I let you find led you to
Jimmy Janco. You confronted Jimmy and forced him to give the location of the
warehouse. There you found the Baxter
Girls who gave you my address.”
“How did you…”
“Jimmy has been on my payroll for
months. I gave him the information he
gave you. I knew you would recognize the
Baxter Girls. I made a deal with them.
Allow you to catch them. In exchange I
would make sure they would behind bars for only a couple months. They would be
well paid for this.”
“How well would you get them out of
prison?”
“Oh the mayor is up for re-election
and is being hit hard about crime in the city.
Busting the Baxter Girls is big deal.
The police will be heroes.”
“Pardon me, I busted them. It will be on the late news.”
“Here is the late news.” He said clicking onto the news.
Ms Americana watched as the reporters
interviewed the vice squad for brining in the Baxter Girls. Her name never came up.
“How did? Very well, I have fallen
into your trap?” Ms Americana snarled.
“Or maybe you are the one trapped!”
Suddenly bars popped out of the
carpet surrounding the heroine. She
looked up as a metal plate dropped down from the ceiling locking her in the
cage. “I will break these bars like
paper.”
“Oh please, I planned,” He said
finally looking over.
“Sweet
Fantasy Maker watched as the raven
haired heroine started to bend the bars but slowly slumped to the floor. She made a few feeble attempts to pull
herself up. Finally she fell back and faded away.”
“MMMMPH!” Ms Americana screamed when
she came to. She was lying on the floor
with her wrists bound to her elbows with red cord. A red ballgag was pushed in-between her ruby
red lips. The bound beauty rolled over
and looked up at the Fantasy Maker now wearing a bathrobe was still sitting on
the sofa. He sipped some red wine as he studied the helpless heroine. Ms Americana strained to break the ropes but
they held tight. She wondered what was
going on until she spotted her gold power belt hanging on a hat rack across the
room.
“Now on your knees,” he snapped.
Ms Americana glared at the man and
decided that she had no choice but to obey.
She struggled to her knees and waited.
The helpless heroine screamed around the ball in her mouth when he pulled
down her top. She tried to pull away but
he held onto her tits.
“Let’s get the rules straight,” he
snapped as he held her in place. “You will do everything I tell you to. Or you don’t I will take off your mask in
front of my computer so the world can watch.
Now nod if you are going to be a good little slut.”
Ms Americana knew she had no choice
and grimly nodded her head. She could
only kneel then as he played with her tits, stopping long enough to take off
her gag.
“No threats, the only words out of
your mouth tonight will be yes master or no master,” he said grabbing a fistful
of hair and pulled her face close to his.
“Do you understand, Americana Whore?”
“Yes…master,” Ms Americana spat.
“I don’t like your tone,” He said
reaching up and touching her mask. “Maybe you don’t want to play with me?”
“Yes, master, I want to play.” Ms Americana cried.
“Excellent” he said sitting back and opening
his robe. He looked down at his cock and
smiled. “Do you need to be told what to
do?”
“No master,” the bound beauty said
with a whimper and then leaned forward.
She stuck out her tongue and began to lick the shaft. Ms Americana ran her head up and down the
cock coating it with her spit. The
kneeling heroine worked down to his balls. She began to lick the twin sacs.
“Why Ms Americana, the rumors are
true,” He sighed enjoying the feel of her hot tongue on his balls. He looked down and watched the famous heroine
lick his balls.
Ms Americana miserably rolled her
tongue over his balls. After a few more
licks she tilted her head and wrapped her mouth around both balls. She began to suck on them while lapping her
tongue around them. The raven-haired
heroine began to suck with loud slurps.
“You go my big titted slave,” he
moaned as she gobbled on his balls. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the
sucking. After awhile he reached down
and grabbed onto her huge tits.
Ms Americana squealed when his
fingers began to pinch her nipples. She
let the balls slip out of her mouth and began lick and kiss back up the shaft. The bound beauty planted several kisses on the
tip and began to roll her tongue all over the thick cock. Ms Americana kissed the cock all over
it. After a while she licked back up to
the head. She looked up at the man
holding her prisoner and spread her lips.
Ms Americana pushed the cock into her mouth. She gulped down the cock
with loud slurps. The bound beauty
swallowed the cock until her nose was buried in his smelly crotch. She sucked on the whole cock making even
louder slurping sounds. She began to
feel dizzy and pulled her lips off. She
took a deep breath and went back to sucking it.
This time she pumped her mouth up and down the pole while licking it,
“Oh yes, you slut,” he moaned in
sheer bliss as the hot wet mouth made his cock harder and harder. Is pleasure was increased by the sight of her
raven head bob up and down in his lap. He tweaked her nipples and then clamped
his hands around her tits. The villain
began to squeeze and twist her tits. As
his lust grew his fondling grew rougher.
Ms Americana grunted as the hands
mashed her tits around. Tears filled her
eyes but she kept sucking on the cock. She tightened her lips around the cock
and increased her sucking. The bound
beauty could feel his cock swelling. The
helpless heroine sucked the cock even harder.
“Yessss” the Fantasy Maker groaned as
his cock exploded in her mouth.
“MMMPH!” Ms Americana cried as her
mouth filled with his seed. She gulped
it down and then swallowed another mouthful.
The humiliated heroine drank the cock dry and then glumly licked it clean. She looked up at the smiling face and gasped
as he mauled her tits around.
The Fantasy Maker grabbed her by the
hair and pulled her lips to his. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and began
to chew on her lips.
Ms Americana sobbed as she was forced
to kiss the villain full tongue while he played with her tits. Her tits were swelling and throbbing from the
hands molesting her mouth. She tugged at
the ropes binding her but they held her arms tightly behind her back. Ms
Americana felt wetness between her legs and realized her body was betraying
her. The ravished heroine realized the
Aphrodite gene was once again betraying her.
The very gene that made her Ms Americana could just as easily destroy
her. If any one made her come enough
times she would become nothing more than submissive slave willing to obey her
master’s commands.
Fantasy Maker enjoyed the sweetness
of her lips. He was not surprised when
she began to return his kisses, moaning as she did. He done some research on the Aphrodite gene
and had doubted the rumors were true.
But as the famous Ms Americana pushed her tits into his hands and opened
her mouth. Apparently it was true. He reached down with one hand and began to
tug down her thong.
Ms Americana knew she was losing
control because she was now eagerly returning his kiss. She felt her thong coming down and lifted her
knees so he could pull it off. A second
later, she squealed in delight when his fingers touched her twat.
The villain began to stroke her pussy
with one hand while squeezing her tits with the other. He entwined her tongue with hers and began to
suck. Fantasy Maker was surprised that
this slut was not only getting him aroused but he was enjoying the reaction.
“MMMM!” Ms Americana moaned as she
lustfully returned his kiss, tugging at the ropes binding her hands. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to have her
hands free to escape or wrap her hands his neck. The bound beauty gasped when his fingers
pushed into her pussy and began to do wonderful things to it. In mere seconds she felt her juices splashing
on to her thighs. She couldn’t stop from
grinding her pussy onto the fingers.
Fantasy Maker groaned as he continued
to kiss her full tongue while he pumped his fingers in and out of her
twat. He squeezed her one tit with the
same lust he was kissing her.
Ms Americana squealed when the
fingers made her come. She began to
thrust her body down onto the fingers making her come again. When her captor began to lift her up onto his
lap, she happily went. She straddled his
lap, looked down and lifted herself up.
The ravished beauty closed her eyes and slowly pushed her pussy down on
the cock. “OHSWEEETLIBERTYYYYYY!”
“OH GOD!” Fantasy Maker moaned as he
watched the once mighty Queen of Justice lower her body down on his cock and
loving it. He smiled as Ms Americana
wiggled her lower body and shook her tits.
He grabbed onto her tits and buried his face in huge mounds of soft
flesh.
“OHHHHH!” Ms Americana sighed in
sheer bliss she began to ride the cock.
Her pleasure was increased by the hands and mouth working on her
tits. She leaned back her head back and
savored the cock pumping in and out her hot wet pussy. Each thrust made her pussy hotter and
wetter. Her tits were swelling even hard
from the rough fondling.
The Fantasy Maker caught her nipple
in his teeth and chewed on it. He began
to push his cock into the tight twat. He
grunted and moaned as his cock began to swell.
He spread his lips and sucked in a mouthful of soft flesh. He mashed the boobs together while he sucked
on her tit.
“OH SWEET LIBERTYYESSSS!” Ms Americana squealed when she came. She began to buck even harder on the cock
trying to make climax again. The ravished beauty began whip her hair around as
she came close to coming. Ms Americana
panted and gasped as felt the orgasm building.
When it exploded, she screamed like a little girl. Loving and hating the pleasure rocking her
body.
“Amazing, you are loving this!”
Fantasy Maker panted as he thrust his cock all the way into her pussy and shot
his wad.
“AIIIIIIIIIIII!” Ms Americana wailed
as the hot seed filled her pussy giving her an incredible climax. She kept bouncing on the cock until the
orgasm past and slumped against her captor. She whimpered while he kept sucking
and fondling her tits. “You villain, I
will not be tamed by you.”
“I have no intention of taming you,
my dear whore,” he panted as he continued to play with her tits, loving how her
pussy felt wrapped around his cock. “I
want you free and wild. Who wants a
lover who has no spirit?”
Ms Americana sobbed as he pushed her
off his lap and pulled her up. She tied
to ignore the juice and cum running down her thigh. The ravished beauty was exhausted and her
head still spinning from the climax.
She meekly climbed and knelt down on an overstuffed chair. She leaned over the back of the chair so her
tits were hanging down.
The Fantasy Maker moved an ottoman
against the chair and knelt on it. He
grabbed on to her ass and began to fondle it. “You know what is coming?”
“You fiend, I know what you have
planned but I will have my revenge,” Ms Americana spat hating and looking the
idea of being fucked in the ass. She
tried to ignore the hands rubbing her butt because it was turning her on even
more. Inwardly the cursed her weakness,
knowing it could lead to her downfall.
“That is for tomorrow,” he laughed
and gave her a good swat. “Tonight you are fucked…literally.”
“Ow! Ow! Ow!” Ms Americana sobbed as
he spanked her with his open hand. She
tried to twist away but there was no escaping him. She blinked away the tears filling her
eyes. She pulled at the cords binding
her arms and sucked on her lips as the humiliation went on and on. “OW! OW! YOU VILLIAN! I WILL NOT BE YOUR
PLAYTHING!”
“Ms Americana, you are all ready my
toy,” Fantasy Maker sneered as he stopped swatting her ass. He ran his hand over the cheeks, dug his
fingers into her soft flesh and spread them.
The villain closed his eyes and then pushed his cock into the tight
ass. He sighed in delight as the tight
butt hole wrapped around his cock.
“OHSWEEETLBERTYYYYY!” Ms Americana
squealed and arched up his pole moved deeper and deeper into her body. She closed her eyes and let her tears run
down her face. The bound beauty panted
until the cock was buried in her ass.
“You loving the feel of my cock,” Fantasy
Maker said leaning down and licking her ear.
“You’re going to love it even more in a second.”
“Villain, I hate it,” Ms Americana
sobbed trying to ignore how good the cock felt.
She felt his fingers around her hips and knew what was coming. The cock
pulled back and slammed back in.
“AUGHHHHH!”
“No, we are going,” he laughed as
began to fuck the bound heroine with increasing force. He used his hands to pull her back into his
cock. The Fantasy Maker was soon
grunting as he worked the cock deep into her ass and out again. After a few thrusts sweat began to run down
his face. “God, I know you been ass fucked before but your ass is still
tight. If I didn’t know any better I
swear it was cherry.”
“SWEET
“I think I am seeing the real Ms
Americana,” Fantasy Maker laughed as he watched the bound beauty thrusting back
into his cock. He reached up, grabbed a
fistful of her thick silky hair and pulled her up. He turned face around and
pushed his tongue into her gasping mouth.
“MMMPH!” Ms Americana moaned as she
kissed the villain full tongue. She felt
his hand grabbed onto the tits and begin to squeeze it. She loved the feel of fingers fondling her
boob. The ravished heroine couldn’t
help but return his sloppy kiss.
Another climax hit her making her clamp her mouth around his. She
hungrily sucked on his tongue.
The two lovers kissed and bucked
around on the chair, rocking it back and forth. They staggered off the chairs and stumbled
around the room as they continued they rough love making. They ended up on the floor with the Fantasy
Maker on top.
“Yes, yes, yes,” he yelled as he
fucked her with full lust. He arched
back and drove his cock all the way into her ass. Fantasy Maker shot his wad.
“OH SWEET LIBERTYYYYY!” Ms Americana
screamed as the hot seed filled her ass making her come. She squirmed around on the carpet until the
orgasm past. The ravished heroine
slumped and sighed in disappointment when the cock pulled out. She rolled over onto her back and watched
the Fantasy Maker go to his wet bar. She
once again tugged at the ropes but she wasn’t going anywhere.
“Can I get you a drink before we go
into the bedroom,” he said opening a bottle of beer.
“You are not done?” Ms Americana growled.
“It is going to be a long night.”
“Very well, I could use some water,”
Ms Americana muttered.
Fantasy Maker took out a bottle of
water from the fridge and grabbed a bowl. He put bowl down on the floor and
filled with the water. “You really
didn’t think I was going to untie your hands.
Even without your power belt I am pretty sure you can take me. Drink up.”
“Fiend!” Ms Americana snapped wanting
to ignore the water but she was so thirty.
The great Queen of Justice rolled onto her knees and began lap up the
water.
The Fantasy Maker sat down on the
chair and watched Ms Americana lap water from a bowl like a pet. His eyes leered over the famous heroine,
thinking he may have to change his plans.
After two bowls of water, Fantasy
Maker pulled the humiliated heroine up and led into the bedroom. “Now lets get those boots and gloves off…have
some real fun.”
“Remember the deal,” Ms Americana
said wishing her pussy was still so hot and wet.
“I won’t touch your mask as long you
behave,” He laughed pushing onto the bed and pulling off her boots. “Are you going to be a good girl?”
“I always keep my word,” Ms Americana
spat. “Ms Americana has never broken a promise.”
“Really?”
Ms American groaned and rolled
over. She was lying in a messy bed. The same bed she had been sleeping in for the
last three days. The Fantasy Maker had
forced her to agree to spend the whole weekend with him. It was now Monday and she prayed this was
this was last day she would be the fuck toy for villain.
Fantasy Maker walked into the room
and savored the sight of naked Ms Americana lying on his bed. He put down a cup of coffee on the side table
and stepped back. “Now if you give me
your word to behave I will untie you.
You can clean up before you leave.”
“I can leave?”
“I give you my word,” he smiled. “If
you decide to stay it will your choice.”
“I have no intention of staying…be
warned I know where you live.”
“No after today, I told you I am
retiring. By tonight I will be out the
country.”
“I will find you,” Ms American said
turning her bound hands to her captor.
She sighed when the ropes loosen and came off. She grabbed the coffee and drank.
“I will leave you to clean up,” He said
walked out the room.
Ms Americana finished the coffee and
jumped into his shower. She did a quick
shampoo and wash. The Queen of Justice
donned her costume and walked out to the living room.
Fantasy Maker turned and grinned. “Excellent,
you are just in time for the morning news.”
“I have no time…”
“You will want to see this.” He
grinned and nodded toward the TV.
Ms Americana stopped when she saw a
picture of Ms Americana and Brenda Wade. The sound came on.
“Our top story, it has been revealed
that Brenda Wade is Ms Americana.
Several stations received photographic proof that the famous millionaire
and the heroine are one in the same. In
a related story, Wade Inc has announced hundreds of millions of dollars is
missing. It is rumored than the missing
funds were taken by…”
“Sweet liberty!” Ms Americana gasped
as the newscaster went on to say she was suspected of stealing the money so she
could go into hiding. “How did this
happen?”
“I did,” Fantasy Maker said with an
evil grin. “I peeked under your mask
while you were sleeping. I know, I know,
I broke my promise but I am a villain. That’s what we do. Once I saw who you were I changed my plans for
you.”
“Changed my plans by ruining my
life?”
“My original plan was to have some
fun with you and sell you to the highest bidder. But once I saw who you were and to be honest
you really are quite amazing in bed. You have given more pleasure than I ever
have. I had to have you for myself. I
slipped you a drug that put you into a hypnotic trace. You gave me all your
passwords, accounts and codes. I cleaned you and most of Wade Inc out, leaving
a trail right back to you.”
“Why? Why?” Ms Americana sobbed dropping to her knees.
“Brenda, I told I am retiring. I would only get a few million for you on the
block but now I have hundreds of millions.
But I want more than the money. Now I have your money. Now I want you.”
“You can’t be serious. You expect me to stay with you.”
“What choice do you have? You can
leave but where will you go? You can try
to make it Wade Manor but every police officer, reporter and bad guy is looking
for you. Then there is your ward Lydia
Willis to consider.”
“Sweet Liberty Flag Girl, she is
alone out there!”
“No she is on a private jet heading
toward
“You foul fiend!” Ms Americana
sobbed.
“Here is the deal, you will promise
to be my humble little slave. I will
smuggle you out of the country to my new estate in
“I know, I know what fate awaits me,”
Ms Americana said looking up with tear filled eyes. “I will end up a sex slave or whore…I may as
well be your slave on the condition you keep Flag Girl safe.”
“No, I need you to promise. Ms Americana never breaks a promise.”
“I Ms Americana promise to be your
slave, obey all your commands or let you use my body to as you wish.
Satisfied?”
“Yes, give me your mask and power
belt, you will no longer need them.”
“Very well,” Ms Americana sighed
reaching up for her mask.
“Since you are now my slave, I think
it is best you call me master.”
“Yes master,” Ms Americana whimpered
ripping off her mask and power belt. She
meekly held them out. The kneeling
heroine sniffed with he took them. “Why
not just drug me to be your slave.”
“No, this is much better. You will be my slave and hate it. All your anger and humiliation will be
unleashed in the bedroom. I think the
sex will be amazing. Now go put on the
clothes I laid out for you.”
“Yes master,” Ms Americana said
getting up and walking into the bedroom.
A short time later she came out dressed in a hot pink leather dress that
hugged her body. The top of the dress
crossed her more than ample bosom leaving most of them uncovered. It was backless and so short the hem barely
covered her ass. Black fishnet stockings
and matching stiletto heels completed her outfit. Her hair was pushed up into a wide brimmed
hat. The big sunglasses covered the
heavy eye makeup but not the bight pink lipstick.
“Excellent, no one will recognize
you,” Fantasy Maker said walking around the helpless heroine.
“I assume all my clothes will be this
revealing?” Brenda sighed as she tugged on the hem trying to hide the fact she
was not wearing panties.
“Yes, when you are wearing clothes. It
is really ironic. I brought you here to
make you fulfilled someone’s fantasy. I
never imagined it would you would be my fantasy. Sadly it is also your nightmare. Well I suggest you call Sara Kraft and tell
her to meet
“Thank you master,” Brenda said
taking the paper and phone from her new master.
Fantasy Maker patted her butt and
kissed her on the cheek. “Make it quick,
we have a plane to catch.”
“Yes master,” Brenda said with a sob
realizing this maybe the last time she spoke to her friend. As she dialed, the once great heroine knew
even if she broke her word. There was no
place to go. She had no money and if she
ran to one of her heroine friends she would put them in danger. The raven-haired beauty would just have to
accept her new life as a slave. She was
now the Fantasy Maker’s fantasy…for life.
SHAMELSS PLUG…SHAMELESS PLUG…
I JUST POSTED TESS TURBO AND THE
SLAVE MASTERS OF DROO ON BARNES&NOBLE NOOK, AMAZON KINDLE AND SMASHWORDS
WHICH OFFERS DIFFERENT FORMATS TO DOWNLOAD.
I HOPE TO POST PART 2 TO ORC’S QUEST FOR SLAVE