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Celeste – A Thanatos Society Tale – Part Three

Celeste Swift balances on her bondage boots beside her Master, Karl Davidoff.The thin metal wires that make up her bra and thong dig cruelly into her flesh.But this discomfort is trivial compared to the psychological anguish she suffersas she watches the video. It is a recording of her first hours as a captiveof the Thanatos Society. She looks at the image of herself when she was onlyfourteen years old. Tall for her age even then, she is dwarfed by the largebrass frame to which she is shackled in a tight spread eagle position. Shewatches her younger self struggle ineffectively as Grandma dangles four fishhooksinches in front of her cum- slickened face.

The camera is positioned at the foot of the frame. The viewer can clearlysee her abused cunt. Blood drips intermittently from between her legs. AdultCeleste recalls the burning pain she felt eleven years ago when her fatherripped away her virginity. As the old woman in the video continues to danglethe hooks in front of her granddaughter, the young girl's abdomen convulseswith fear. Suddenly a golden stream of urine spurts from between her legs.She is so frightened that she loses control of her bladder.

As the men in the audience cheer, Celeste's mother admonishes her for embarrassingherself in front of all these strangers.

"Now, now, dear," Grandma scolds her daughter gently. "Don't be too hardon little Celeste."

Turning back to her granddaughter, she asks her if she is thirsty. Celestenods her head weakly. Anything to delay the use of those fishhooks.

"I'll give you a drink, dear," says the old woman who winks a Celeste's mother,Adrienne. Adrienne presses a button on the control box. The winches that holdthe teen's arms begin to travel down the posts at the upper corners of theframe. They stop when Celeste's head is only a foot from the floor. The girlis now stretched at an angle with her feet higher than her head.

Grandma casually drops the fishhooks on Celeste's chest. She then turns toface the headpiece of the frame and straddles her granddaughter's face. YoungCeleste gazes at the old woman's gash. Grandma grabs the posts of the headboardand squats down so that her pussy is only inches from Celeste. The old woman'scunt is surrounded by gray pubic hair. Her leathery brown labia hang down fromher crotch.

As she watches the image on the screen, adult Celeste remembers the rancid,fishy smell of her grandmother's sex. She learned later that the old womanhadn't bathed for a week before her granddaughter's abduction.

Celeste's grandma releases a warm torrent of acrid yellow piss directly inthe fourteen year-old's face. Her beautiful freckled skin is soaked. She criesout in surprise and a stream of piss quickly fills her mouth. The girl strugglesand gags as grandma continues to squat and pee on her face. The teen shakesher head from side to side in an attempt to avoid the golden shower. The youngsterblinks her eyes repeatedly as she tries to clear them of the acidic liquid.

Grown up Celeste has been forced to consume a lot more disgusting fare thanurine in her eleven years as a sex-slave but she still remembers the devastatinghorror she felt when her own grandmother pissed on her. Soon the stream tricklesto a stop. The old woman quickly straightens up and turns around.

"And now, down to business," she says merrily, and picks up the fishhooksby their nylon leaders. As she walks to the other end of the frame she grabsa spool of clear monofilament fishing line and a knife from the table. MeanwhileCeleste is being raised up to a height more convenient to her Grandma.

The old woman stands between her granddaughter's widely spread legs and studiesher pussy. Handing three of the hooks, the scissors and the fishing line toher son-in-law, who has stepped up to assist, she continues to look at Celeste. "Ideclare Rob," says the old woman. "That your daughter has an exquisite vagina.Such soft, plump flesh. And hardly any hair."

She gently pinches the flesh near Celeste's labia. The teenager, who's beenkeening with fear, gasps from the pain. Even a gentle caress is excruciatinglypainful to her super sensitive skin. Using her left hand, Grandma squeezesthe soft tissue of her granddaughter's right labia. The fourteen year-old captiveshrieks as the evil old woman pushes the point of the barbed fishhook throughher cunt lip. As Celeste cries and struggles in her bonds a close-up on thescreen shows ruby beads of blood oozing out of her wounded cunt flesh.

Grown-up Celeste watches the image of her grandmother inserting another fishhookin the same cunt lip. In short order, the young victim's left labium is adornedin a similar fashion.

Assisted by Celeste's father, the old woman cuts and ties a three-foot lengthof monofilament fishing line to each hook. She pulls the ends of the two linestied to the hooks in the unfortunate teenager's right cunt lip and fastensthem to the links in the chain that stretches the youngster's right leg toa corner of the frame. The lines tied to the hooks in Celeste's left labiaare then fastened to the manacle chain in the left corner of the frame. Shethen steps back to admire her work. The camera closes in on a tight shot sothat the screen is filled with the image of Celeste's ravaged fuck-hole stretchedobscenely open by the vicious fishhooks. Grandma inserts her gnarled forefingerto the knuckle into her granddaughter's cunt. By now young Celeste is hoarsefrom screaming. Her cries ascend an octave as her own grandmother rubs herdry finger across the wound where her hymen has been ripped away.

As adult Slave Celeste reluctantly watches the screen her Master continuesto caress her legs and backside with one hand while masturbating with the otherhand. "Remove her clothes," he says to his butler who has been standing quietlybehind them. Celeste is vastly relieved as the servant pulls the needles fromher nipples. He then unfastens and helps her out of her bra and thong. Shenow stands naked in her bondage shoes. Her breasts and waist are decoratedwith red lines where the wires had pushed into her alabaster skin. Tiny streamsof blood ooze from her punctured nipples. Master Karl looks at her as he reclinesa little in his seat, moving his hips forward. His cock is fully erect. "Fuckme," he orders.

Celeste continues to face the large screen as she straddles his lap. Herlegs from toes to knees are in an agony, caused by the cruel bondage bootsshe continues to wear. Despite this, she lowers herself until her master'scock presses against the opening of her cunt. With a gasp of pleasure, sheallows her pussy to swallow his cock. His thick shaft fills her cunt completely.Soon his cock gleams with her girl juice. As she quietly rides up and downon his cock, she is forced to watch her teenaged self being tortured by herown depraved family. She can feel an orgasm growing in her core. Sensing this,Davidoff orders Celeste to stop bouncing up and down on his cock. She sitsstill with her cunt filled with his engorged man-meat. He grasps her by hershoulders and pulls her back until she is reclining on his chest. "I don'twant you to cum until I tell you to," he whispers into her ear. "I want youto sit still and use your cunt muscles to squeeze my cock every ten secondsfor a count of three before relaxing. Meanwhile, let's enjoy the video."

Celeste begins to squeeze as instructed. She knows that her Master can enjoythis for hours before he allows himself to cum. Her attention returns to theimage of herself and her grandma on the large screen.

By now Granny has removed her gnarled finger from her granddaughter's violatedpussy. The old woman looks carefully at the digit. It glistens wetly with amixture of blood and cunt juice. With an evil smile she pops the finger inher mouth and licks it off. "Nothing is sweeter than virgin blood," she sayswith a smile.

The stretched labia of the fourteen-year-old captive hurts terribly. Thefishhooks continue to pull her vagina open cruelly. Tiny droplets of ruby blooddrip from the vicious razor sharp barbs. "You know, Grandpa," the old womancontinues. "I believe you and your son-in-law have bruised little Celeste'slove sheath with your nasty old cocks. I think it's time to tend to those bruises." Grandpasmiles and nods his head in agreement. "You're right my dear," he says, ashe walks up to the cart next to Celeste's imprisoning rack. "And I've got justthe thing we need to soothe her." Teenaged Celeste watches her grandfathertake a large jar from the cart. The vessel is filled with a cloudy liquid.Protruding from its mouth is the shiny end of a large pair of tongs. The oldman carefully steps over the siderail of the metal frame and stands straddlinghis granddaughter's outstretched left arm. "My dear," he announces in a loudvoice. "As you know, I am a man of medicine. While up-to-date on the latestmethods, I'm also a student of medical history." The frightened young captive'sgaze goes back and forth between her granddad and the jar he is holding. Shecannot make out what exactly is in the cloudy brown water.

"In the past few years some of my more progressive colleagues have discoveredthat some of the old methods can be used beneficially even today," he continues. "NowGrandma tells me that your poor little cunny is all bruised. Well, my dear,I'd like to introduce you to one of my little helpers who'll make your cuntfeel better." The old man grasps the tongs and fishes around in the jar. Aftera moment, he smiles and holds what he has captured inches from his granddaughter'shorrified face. "Say hello to my little friend," he says mockingly. The younggirl's stomach heaves with shock and disgust. Squirming energetically fromthe end of the tongs is a greyish green leech. Some of the slime drips offthe three-inch long animal's shiny surface onto Celeste's cheek. She looksat the end of the writhing worm and sees that its mouth is a round hole linedwith hundreds of sharp conical teeth arranged in concentric circles.

"Celeste, my dear," the old man says. "This is what is known as a medicinalleech. However, this fellow is a member of a strain especially developed inthe labs of a pharmaceutical company whose director is a member of the ThanatosSociety. You see, his scientists were trying to engineer a more efficient leech.Normally, a medicinal leech can only suck around five milligrams of blood beforebecoming engorged. This little fellow can suck up much more than that. In fact,when he is full, he swells to three times his normal volume. Unfortunatelythese little guys cannot be used on regular patients for you see, unlike mostleeches, whose bites are painless, the bite from the Thanatos leech is verypainful. Moreover, the chemical it releases to keep its victim's blood fromclotting causes very acute itching -- kind of like a mosquito bite, only ahundred times worse."

His captive granddaughter continues to look on with horror as the old manmoves to the other end of the frame. As he walks, Celeste's mother has usedthe remote control to raise the chains holding her daughter's legs up almostto the top of the corner columns of the frame. The young teen's body is nowheld at a sharp angle with her head far below heels. The old man is now positionedbetween his granddaughter's legs. He ignores her pleas to stop. With a cruelsmile, he pinches one of the taut lines that connect a fishhook to the manaclechain on Celeste's left ankle and plucks it like a harp string. "Oh do shutup, Celeste," he admonishes, as her painful cries increase in volume. "I'mdoing this for your own good." Without hesitating, he uses his tongs to pushthe first leech deep into his granddaughter's fleshy hole.

To this day, adult Celeste can remember the revolting feel of that slimyworm writhing in her love channel. The image on the screen now shows a close-upof the teenager's face. Her expression transforms from one of disgust to oneof pain as she feels the leech fastening its teeth onto the bruised flesh ofher cunt. Almost immediately a burning itch begins. Granddad lifts a secondleech from the water and pushes it into his grandchild. Soon another part ofher internal flesh begins to burn and itch. With methodical precision and ignoringthe pathetic pleas of his granddaughter, the old doctor inserts a total often bloodsucking worms into her bruised pussy. Poor Celeste struggles againstthe chains holding her, as her cunt burns and itches. After a few moments,she can feel pressure growing inside her cunt. The leeches are starting toswell up as they drink her blood!

Grandma looks at Celeste and says, "Does it really hurt, my child?"

"Oh, yes!!" responds the girl between sobs. "Please, please take them out!"

"I'm afraid we won't be able to do that for a few more minutes if we wantthe treatment to work," Granny continues. "But perhaps I can find a way totake your mind off the pain in your cunt.

"You know, my dear. I can't help but admire your beautiful breasts. I knowthey are not fully developed yet but those red little nipples perched on yourvelvety mounds are just delightful. You are probably too young and naïveto know it but men love girls with nipples that stand out prominently. I thinkthat we should put to good use the time necessary to complete the leech treatmentby stretching those nipples."

To Celeste's horror, Grandma produces a two-inch long stainless steel needle.She bends down to pluck the nipple of her granddaughter's left breast. Carefullyshe places the point of the shaft against the side of the girl's nipple andslowly pushes it through the tender flesh until the point comes out the otherside of the pink fleshy bud. She ignores her granddaughter's howls and continuesto insert the needle until it is centered. She quickly inserts a similar needleinto the nipple of Celeste's other breast. She steps back to view her work.Silver shafts protrude from either side of each nipple. Blood slowly leaksfrom the fresh wounds and trickles down the tops of the inverted girl's breaststoward her shoulders. But the old woman isn't finished. Taking a length ofclear fishing line, she ties a small noose at one end. She slips the nooseover he ends of the needle in her granddaughter's left breast. She viciouslypulls the tender bud until its is stretched more than an inch longer than isnormal. She then ties the other end of the line to the top railing of the frameat the Celeste's head. Grandma does the same thing to her grandchild's othernipple.

Looking at this eleven-year-old atrocity, Adult Celeste remembers that Grannywas correct. The pain in her breasts did take her mind of the itching in hercunt.

Master Karl presses a button on the remote control and the image of youngCeleste freezes on the screen. It is a full-length shot of the teenager. Bloodtinged slime leaks from her splayed open vagina. Her face is a mask of utterpain as her nipples are stretched cruelly from her breasts.

"It's getting late," Master Davidoff announces, casually slapping Adult Celeste'sbutt. "We've got a busy day ahead of us, so we'd better get some rest. Perhapswe'll watch some more of this tomorrow." Slave Celeste is reminded that herparents are visiting along with two other members of the Thanatos Society andshe is to entertain them.

"Stand up and finish me with your mouth," he orders as he switches off thevideo machine. Celeste pulls herself off of her Master's cock and turns toface him. Still balancing on the bondage boots, she bends over from the waistand sucks his cock into her mouth. Swirling her tongue in his piss slit beforebathing the head and shaft, she deep throats the organ with ease. After a fewminutes, Karl groans softly and releases a flood of sperm down her throat.Celeste stands up and smiles. Her lips are slick with her master's cock juice.

Davidoff follows Celeste up to the main level of the mansion. He admiresher how her legs and butt muscles are made tense by the bondage boots. "BeforeI put you to bed," he says, "I want you to clean out the cat box."

Davidoff has two Siamese cats. He does not let them outside so they use alitter box in which to relieve themselves. Once a week, it is Celeste's dutyto remove the accumulated cat shit and piss-soaked clay from the litter box.While this domestic job is carried out in thousands of cat-lovers householdsthroughout the land, Celeste is probably the only person who must completethis unsavory chore with her hands manacled behind her back. As befits a lowlyslave, she must kneel at the litter box and clean it out with her mouth. Unlessshe has displeased her Master, she is allowed to spit the cat shit into a plasticgarbage bag. Usually as she does this, the two cats sit nearby looking at herwith what can only be described as expressions of amused superiority.

Celeste's Master has videotaped her cleaning out the litter box on an occasionwhen she had displeased him. The tape shows close-up images of her chewingand swallowing cat shit. Karl often torments his slave by threatening to maila copy of the video to the news director of the ABC affiliate where Celesteis the much- admired news anchor. This evening, Celeste manages to clean thelitter box in only five minutes. When she is finished her arms are freed andshe is allowed to remove her bondage boots. Completely naked, she goes to theupper level of the mansion to brush her teeth and shower.

It is now time for Karl to put his slave to bed. Celeste has the honor ofsleeping in her Master's bed tonight. She lays down on her back in the middleof the king-sized bed. Her head faces the footboard. Davidoff fastens her armsand legs to the corner posts of the bed frame so she cannot move. He removeshis clothing and climbs into bed. He moves on top of his slave so that hiscock dangles over her face. Celeste opens wide and her owner buries his prickin her mouth. Davidoff then settles down on top of her. Reaching over to thenight table he takes a large dildo and pushes it into Celeste's cunt. He thenrests his head on her thigh and drifts off to sleep. Soon, using her Master'scock like a fleshy soother, Slave Celeste drifts off too sleep as well.

… End of Part 3

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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION. IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE. The copyright of this story remains with the author, Night Owl. This posting does not give you the rights to post this on any website. You must obtain the author's permission prior to posting. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------A Beggar’s Tale by Night Owl(Story Content:...

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Tall Tale

TALL TALE TALL TALEby Zebulon This is a work of fiction.? No reference to real persons is intended.? It contains strong, non-traditional sexual imagery and language.? If you don't like this kind of thing, don't read it. This story may be reposted anywhere as long as (1) proper credit is given, (2) I am informed of where it is being posted, and (3) I am allowed free access to the web site where it is being posted. ????????? Feedback is welcome.? [email protected] (MF, Bond) *?? *?? *??...

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Altered Fates A Christmas Tale

ALTERED FATES: A CHRISTMAS TALE by BobH (c) 2012 Ed Geraghty sat down heavily on the changing room bench and sighed. He felt every minute of his fifty-six years, and then some. Any positive effect on his health of thirty five years pounding the streets delivering mail had been more than offset by the same number of years spent drinking hard liquor to excess. Not that this was an option open to him any more, given the precarious state of his liver. He was not a bad man, and had...

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A Halloween Tale

A Halloween Tale by J Lewis A few harsh intertwined tales thrown together last year too late to submit for Halloween in ‘09? Forgotten about, then dusted off, they’re a group of far reaching tales involving debauchery, sadism, masochism, death and pestilence, all in one mansion? All with different victims.  Just about everything to present a Halloween story where anything’s possible? Darker, eviler, they’re based on the supernatural, unlike anything I’ve yet presented.  (That may be another...

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PterisChapter 21 Damsel Anniersquos Tale

Pēteris was taking a break in the common room, when Annie and Katja came down with Hester trailing. They sat, and Annie began to nurse Tina. Annie took a hard look at Pēteris, and deciding something, she began, “You’ve rescued me, gathered me in, protected me, and sheltered and fed me. Not once have you questioned me or chastised me for breaking the rules and having Tina on Chaos. My name is Annie Veterinarian. I never had a reason to tell you ‘til now. I want you to know my story.” She...

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Celestes Chuckles

Celeste's Chuckles. Ted finished wiping down the surface of the counter. There! That should pleaseTed's wife, Celeste, hopefully. Today was yet another big day, but he hopedCel would remember first. If not, his dick might just burst out of its littleprison. Ted looked around the kitchen at last. The cabinets were gleaming,the baseboards and floor had been mopped, scrubbed and waxed, the dishwasherand refrigerator had been cleaned out and scrubbed, and the windows had beenwashed. “Teddy? Are...

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The MessengerChapter 7 The Tale

These were the dark years. The forces of greed and corruption had unleashed a chaos that even they themselves had not been prepared for. Fear fueled violence and violence spawned fear, fires raged and blood flowed, destruction reigned, and when finally the fires had gone out and the blood had seeped into the ground or flowed away with the rivers, a formerly prosperous country was lying in ruins. The Queen had not been able to protect her people, nor to protect herself. The walls of her...

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Cinderellas Taxi A Taxi Ride Universe Tale

(Eric's note: I edited, added a little bit, and put a little extra in the ending, but this is 90% my friend's work. It is a very poignant tale.) Cinderella's Taxi (A Taxi Ride Universe Tale) By Eric and Friend The twin girls were almost ready for bed, but their bodies were still full of energy at 9pm. It wasn't easy for their sitter to get them ready for bed in the first place. Even after begging and bribery, the twins still wouldn't get in the bed and sleep like the angels four...

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Nimas Tale

This story is a tribute to a friend outside my crossdressing social circle. He really does have the mantra that "to get on business, you have to be prepared to do anything." Just to clarify, he is not a multi- millionaire tycoon, but a corporate accountant. Finally, it has taken a while to publish because the plot of the first draft was utterly absurd and implausible. This version is hardly gritty realism but it is less silly. ********** It had been quite a dilemma for Ash. He...

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The Walker Colt Billys Tale

The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. This is the first part of a series of tales I want to write centered around the pistol. Each tale will be a stand-alone piece with a common theme....

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A little Christmas tale

My uncovered nipples were perky and poking straight out of my chest my pussy was ready it was really quite wet I hoped he would fuck it, that would be best. Often had I wondered and thought of this night, this time I would catch him I thought with delight. Once caught I would show him and for himself he would see what a wonderfully naughty girl I could be. When finally I heard him it seemed like a dream, I knew if I waited I would miss him and his big throbbing beam. So softly I slipped...

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A Grim Northern Fairy Tale

"What?" Cinders asked of her step sister as she she raked out the fourteenth fireplace that morning, "Coming to Saddleworth?" "Yes coming to Saddleworth," Gertie said, "He's coming to open our new Town Hall" "Oh!" said Cinders. "He'll be coming up our road our Cinders," said her step sister Anna,"You'll have to chuck ashes in canal or road will be dusty."me." "Dusty?" Cinders asked, "In Yorkshire, get real!" "It were dry on our Harry's birthday," Gertie...

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The de Winters Tale

The de Winter’s Tale. Copyright © Naoko Smith 2015 Many thanks to Sara, curl4ever and Oggbashan for beta reading and giving me their insights into this story. It was the best job in the world! To start with, the pool belonged to Jeff Somers — the millionaire writer who created the Dara Cruft character. Carl had of course grown up playing the spin-off games from Somers’ books — and surreptitiously reading the books. To actually have a job taking care of Jeff Somers’ swimming pool was...

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MAGGIE A Lesbian Tale

MAGGIE (A Lesbian Tale)This tale takes place in the 1950s in the Midwest)In the middle of Wisconsin, most of the farms are run by families. Maggie used to live on a dairy farm with her husband. When he died in a trucking accident, she sold the farm and went to live in the city. Maggie was still young, in her early 50s, and worked in a dress shop as a saleswoman and she also did the accounting. When she was on the farm, a woman used to visit a few times a year selling sewing material, kitchen...

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Witch Chronicles 001 A TG Witches Tale

This is a story I wrote a while ago (3rd story I ever wrote actually). Truth is I never intended to even write a sequel to this story, but it has turned out to be a story that started a series of stories that I have collectively titled "WITCH CHRONICLES". Here is the series and the titles they were originally published under: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES...

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The Wishmaker A Dark Fairy Tale

The Wish Maker: A Dark Fairy Tale By Mother Kali Once in a land far away, there lived an extremely old woman who was called, not very imaginatively, "The Old Mother." This old lady lived by herself in a cottage at the very edge of the known world. She had been alive longer than even she could remember. Her face was as brown as tanned leather and deeply lined from all the time she spent in the sun. She was stooped and a little shriveled with age. She wore a plain black dress...

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Inside Out Not A Pretty Tale

Inside Out, Not A Pretty Tale ? by: r.gold My Introduction - This story is written as part of my therapy. It's not really meant for publication, but I'm only following my therapist's directions. I've been told that if I write it all out it will help me move along and feel better about myself. It contains my personally graphic language, my offensive attitudes, and my sexual descriptions that should offend anyone in their right mind. If you are bothered by this kind of thing, hang...

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A Loony Toon Tale

I will admit this came after remembering a joke told by George Carlin. Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck and Elmer Fudd are characters in the Warner Brothers Cartoon World. I am using them in a jestful tale. A Looney Toon Tale Bugs Bunny climbed into his hole that was his home. He grabbed a stiff metal brush. He began to brush out the shotgun pellets that came from Elmer Fudd and his Shotgun. When he removed all the pellets, he climbed into his shower. The hot water blast removed all the aches....

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A West Village Tale

A West Village Tale I'll admit it. Greenwich Village rules my heart and soul. I'm never leaving and I'll tell you a tale that will explain why. A few years ago on an early November evening, I walked down Hudson toward Bleecker. I had just closed Sweet Seasons, the flower and gift shop I co-own on Christopher and was walking toward my flat on Ann Street. I saw a blur run from the east side of Bleecker barely missing an old woman and heading straight into the intersection against...

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Clarissas Tale

This is my tale of how my relationship with my father took an unexpected, or maybe it was expected, turn from what I guess is the normal parent/child relationship to a taboo, incestuous one when I was sixteen. I guess I should start with a little back history. First, my name is Clarissa and most of my life I’ve been pretty shy. My mother’s name was Caralynn and she died when I was eight due to complications of my little brother’s birth. My parents had already been divorced two years when she...

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An Easter Tale

An Easter Tale. By Kyorii. Chapter 01 The tale of me. I loved reading stories I've been an avid reader all of my life, Mum said that I was a dreamer, but I just loved stories especially the ones with happy endings. In stories the impossible seems possible and magical things can and do happen, I recently read an old fable about a goddess called Ostara who loved children and to entertain them she one day changed her pet bird into a rabbit, the new rabbit then created brightly...

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A sting in the Tale

A sting in the Tale Brigid lay in the hospital bed, as impassive as ever. I couldn't help but wonder how much she actually understood of what was about to happen to her. We had told her she was finally to be rid of that most erroneous anomaly that lay between her legs. As it existed now it was shriveled and atrophied and devoid of function. She seemed willing, perhaps even excited to be rid of it. Not that her emotional range really extended as far as excited. It really only...

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The Displaced Detective Part 1 A Body Hopper Tale

The Displaced Detective, Part 1 (A Body Hopper Tale) By Limbo's Mistress Chapter One "Here you go, Detective," the barista behind the counter said with a little smile. "One double espresso latte with whole milk." I returned the smile as I reached out to take the cup of steaming coffee. "Thanks," I said. The pretty young clerk smiled again and turned to help her next customer, leaning slightly over the counter. Instinctively, my eyes slid down to admire her pert rear showcased...

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The First Story A bj darling Tale

The First Story - A "b.j. darling" Tale By Grace Love ------------- While this story contains truthful elements, it is a work of fiction and should not be construed as anything else. Nor should it be seen as condoning risky or violent behavior. All relationships portrayed are of a consensual nature and involve only individuals 18-years-of-age or older. ------------- Master does not allow me to cum. At all. Ever. i literally do not remember the last time i came. It was...

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Tell Tale

Synopsis.What happens when a man is taken by a woman who needs a pet? Remember: A man is not just for Christmas!An Adult Female Domination Tale by Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughCopyright ? 2013 Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughTell Tale-----------The footsteps sounded hollow on the bare boards of the floor as she walked towards me. I could not see her, all was dark before my eyes, but her presence was tangible. A force that had captured me and confined me for her...

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Rubber Fairy Tale

The Legend of the Latex Princess Rubber Fairy TaleBy Darqside There is an old legend that spans the fabric of time itself, well not really that old actually, but it will be around for a long time at the very least. Legend has it that there was once a young queen who ruled her people and her house with an Iron fist.? She was very strict with her Manservants and Maidservants.? She was a very selfish and indulgent woman by nature, and was very choosy about the men who courted her.? In...

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Williams Tale

William?s Tale William?s Tale By Lorgrom Hey there my name is William I?m 46 just under 5?8? and 166 lbs. I?m your average looking African-American. Unlike my inner-city brothers, I grew up in a lower upper class city. While most of the kids in school were white they accepted me as one of their own. Since my father was the lawyer for many of their parents. During my senior year of collage, I met Gwen. She was a freshman, who was only there because she qualified for one of those grants...

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Ninas Tale

Nina?s Tale By Dr. Quirt A young Afro-French girl explores her masochistic desires but gets a lot more than she bargained for. This story is the second of a trilogy, the first part being ?Julie?s Story? and the concluding part ?What Happened to Lucy?? Part 1 Hi, my name is Nina and I am going to try to tell you my sorry tale. I don?t know if this message will ever reach the outside world as I shall have to try to smuggle it out through one of the harem guards, tonight. I don?t think...

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Marias Tale

The main character here is aligned to one member of our small social/support group who is a country mile ahead of the rest of us in passability, but lacks the confidence to make the most of the gift in anything other than events for crossdressers. The story itself is unintentionally longer than previous ones that I have posted, but it took a long time to write and kept hoovering up new sections. It is just a shame that I could not think of a decent ending, so if readers think the story...

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A Rock Roll Tale

"The blonde with the big tits in the Zep tee." Our drummer and bass player, brothers Sal and Rik Venturi also left requests. I waved him off, "Not tonight. Gotta work the day job tomorrow." Roscoe smiled and asked, "Not even a quick bj, Kev?" "Nope, gotta run." The Clown Show was an oddly named bar and club that often had us signed on for weekend gigs. Two 45 minute sets after an opening group, usually on the popular Saturday night. This one was a more rare Wednesday night as a...

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Sleeping Booty 8211 A Twisted Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a beautiful little princess. Her name was Aludra, which, in the language of her people, meant “unwanted one”. Of course she didn’t know this, because all the servants in the palace DID want her. They loved her dearly. She was sweet and pretty and fun to be around, whereas her mother was a stone cold class A Bitch. The Queen was such a bitch that, after her husband, the King, knocked her up with Aludra, she poisoned him. “Imagine!” she...

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Celestes Little Game

CELESTE'S LITTLE GAME   Whack! Ted held back a gasp. Celeste paused her slapping with the thick woodenpaddle, and stroked Ted's hair, as his head hung over her lap. ?Be a braveboy, Teddy.? She said this so gently. ?Don't cry. Can you be a big boy forMommy? Take your chastisement in a nice, manly way?? WHACK WHACK WHACK! ?Yes,ma'am? came the little voice from below, and Celeste looked at Ted's brightred buttocks with the purple marks and her tongue came through her teeth. Whatfun. Naked and...

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Celestes Great Adventure

Celeste's Great Adventure Ted lay on his stomach, his erection pressing the Ikea blanket into the sandsof Dewey Beach. Although the vacationing C.P.A. would have enjoyed restingon his back, this was impossible. First, he burned easily, unlike his sexywife who was beautiful in her near beige tan around the string bikini. Tedlooked over at Celeste, who had her beautiful little hand with the long rednails on that doofus's thigh. Why can't she be a good wife? The third reasonwhy Ted couldn't even...

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