The Indian Girl in the Cupboard

[Cutie]

Part 1.

It all started with that key.

Yeah you know the one I’m talking about. The whole Indian in the Cupboard story ya know? Well see my best friend Eddie told me that it was all real, and I told him he was a fucking moron. So what does Eddie do? He pulls some strings, and shows up at my place with a stupid grin on his face and a key held up in his hand. I remember rolling my eyes and taking it from him. He made me promise I’d use it. I didn’t.

I mean seriously, who would have believed a retarded story like the one about an Indian in a Cupboard right? Well I certainly didn’t, so I threw the key up in the attic and went back to my porn. Yeah I’m into porn, and I got some weird fetishes you could say. I love girls in costumes, and naturally I love the idea of raping a chick.

I dunno why, but the idea of a young girl squirming and struggling as her clothes are pulled off and her private parts are fondled, and then her feminine figure being forced into sex, just totally excites me. It’s not like I can’t get pussy, I just don’t get that much excitement out of it, I always wanted to go further, but none of my bitches would fulfill my weird fantasies.

So I continued the dull life of a porn addict, always dreaming of forcing a little cutie to do my wishes, but never getting any of my girlfriends to go through with it. And naturally I wasn’t about to go break the law or anything, cuz I’d be found out and slapped in prison, where I’d be the rape victim pretty soon.

Well Eddie gave me the key when I was 17, and 2 years later, I still hadn’t used it, in fact I’d forgotten it existed. Eddie never pushed me about it, but yesterday he asked me if I’d ever used it, and of course I told him no. That was around noon. At that point I had no clue how much that key would change my life, but that was yesterday. Basically what happened was we finished having lunch, I left Eddie, went up to my attic, and grabbed the key. I figured what the heck, might as well just try it right?

I’d been having problems with the key to my bedroom, so I brought the key over, and slipped it in. At first it was way too big, I didn’t think it would ever fit inside, but then after slamming it in and out a couple times, eventually it was able to get in, and after working it for a little while, it worked. < Haha those last sentences are totally a that’s what she said. Anyway after that first time, every time I tried to fit it in it worked perfectly, so then I tried it on my bathroom cupboard, which I’d always locked because I keep some of my secret stuff in there. Same thing, after the first time it worked perfectly. By this time it was 2:00, and I was really starting to get interested in this thing.

I remembered the stories about how you could put something in the cupboard and bring it to life, so I ran to my room, grabbed my teddy from child (shut up, it’s a childhood memory) and excitedly put it in the cupboard. I locked the cupboard, and almost instantly I heard noises inside. I unlocked it and took out my Teddy bear, who apparently had a name and a whole story, but you don’t care about that, so I’ll get to the good part.

I went back to my room, and grabbed some of my Indian toys (once again, stop snickering, I’m 19 and I like having the memories around) and brought them over. Now keep in mind these are all between about a foot tall. I put them in, and they all came to life. I was beside myself with amazement. That key really did work! So I took them out, they were scared shitless, but I was just so excited to be able to see these real life 1 foot figurines. There was a chief, a warrior, and a young Indian maiden.

Hopefully the last of those three is the one you noticed too, because as soon as
I saw her I started to get real interested, real fast. Despite her small size, I could easily see that she was gorgeous. She had piercing brown eyes, gorgeous legs, and a butt that would make any black woman jealous. She was wearing the typical Indian Girl toy costume, and actually looked similar to the woman in the first attachment, except much cuter. And it’s funny, she had a toy like look to her, but not much of one, she looked almost entirely like a real life 1 foot girl. Well long story short, I put the other two characters back in the cupboard, and… well I molested her. Might sound bad, but hell, it was super fun.

It went like this, once her pals were back in the cupboard she said to me:
“Why they gone? Why you not let me go too?”
“Because darling” and right here I grabbed her with one of my hands and pulled her close to me.
“First I have to find out some things about you, like what kind of underwear you have on under that cute dress, and what your pussy looks like.”

Well she didn’t like that one bit, and she started squealing desperately, especially when I started flipping up her dress. She was so cute! It felt really wrong to be taking advantage of her considering how small she was, but fuck, if you got a free chance to have some fun, might as well take it right? Well anyway, I pulled up her dress, and started smacking her booty. Then I pulled the helpless little one foot girls piece of cloth covering her waist off, and yanked the dress up and off of her. I wanted to fuck her, but she was so damn small, that it just wasn’t possible.

Even though I couldn’t bang her, I was still extremely horny, not gonna lie. So I brought my dick up to her and rubbed it up and down the little Indian Girl’s body. She was absolutely disgusted, and that was part of what made me enjoy it all the more. Eventually I came, having essentially used her entire body to give me a handjob. Here’s the part that was the funniest about her, when I came on her, it literally soaked her whole little body in sticky cum, because she was so tiny.

Well, that experiment over, I gave her back her dress, but I didn’t give her back the cloth she’d used like a pair of panties, I kept that. A trophy so to speak . Then I sent her back. And she lives in a different time! There's no way she could turn me in or anything .

But I wasn’t fully satisfied, I mean yeah, I’d fucked a toy. (In reality that is much less gay than it sounds.) But like, she was just a toy; I wanted more. I went back to my room, excited by the possibilities that lay ahead of me, but still confused by what was and wasn't possible. I figure that anything I bring to life will be trapped in my bedroom, as long as I keep it locked, so I can handle pretty much any girl, from any age. And anything I can put in that cupboard, regardless of whether it's sculpted, a picture, or anything, will all be turned into a real life person.

But still, A one foot high person isn't all that much fun to fuck, although this one was a novelty. I needed more, but my bathroom cupboard couldn't hold much more... that's when I remembered that it's the key, not the cupboard, so all I needed was a big container that could hold something life-size, my TV cabinet would work, and that key.

And that’s when I noticed my life size pin up poster of Marilyn Monroe.

[botdeus]

Interesting idea. I think RealDolls come in a big lockable shipping crate. That key + Realdoll + nearby costume shop = well worth the $6K.

[internettufguy]

Great start to the story! Love the idea and hope you write more about raping and molesting women of all sizes!

[Cutie]

Part 2


Oh my fucking God. I just banged Marilyn Monroe.

I know that sounds crazy, but it’s totally true! I fucked that perfect ass so hard she won’t be able to stand up straight for days. Yeah I know, Marilyn doesn’t actually exist, but in her time she does exist, and the pictures we have of her represent a time when she was alive. Since anything I use the key on brings that representation to life, I really did just bring Marilyn Monroe to life.

So I’m assuming you read about what I did yesterday to the little Indian girl, well that was just the tip of the iceberg. When I woke up this morning the first thing I did was go down to the local hardware store and pick up a lock to put on the outside of my door. That’s right, the outside, so that anyone inside would have to have a key to get out. Then I took the TV out of the TV cabinet, brought the cabinet over to my room, and laid it on it’s side, so that anyone entering through the cabinet would wake up on their back. (Sorta symbolic you could say)

Next I took my pin up image of Marilyn off the wall. Ya know the one where she’s in that white one piece swimsuit and her ass is just screaming “FUCK ME”? Yeah that one, well I kissed the posters lips, and hoping against all hope, I placed it in the Cabinet, and then locked it. I turned the key in the lock, waiting for the sound of the most gorgeous woman in history to wake up and become my slave.

Nothing happened.

I tried again. Nothing.

I. was. pissed. I angrily kicked the cabinet, which to my surprise resulted in a little clattering sound inside. Surprised, I opened it up, hoping desperately to see a woman inside. No such luck, it was just a stupid DVD release of Star Wars sitting under the picture of Marilyn.

I closed the cabinet, and walked away disappointed. I started to think about what could have possibly gone wrong, and all I could think was that maybe a picture can’t become a 3D figure. Although that worry didn’t make much sense, because in order to live, the figure would have to become 3D. Then I remembered that the boy in the books had gone from a 3D form, to a picture on a tent, and then back again, just because he was touching the tent. So obviously it wasn’t the picture that was the problem.

I started. “That’s it! They go wherever the thing they’re touching takes them!” I ran back to the cabinet, took the DVD out and threw it away from me.

“No Star Wars, you may NOT take Marilyn to your world, she’s coming to mine!” I yelled at the DVD as it sailed away from me. Then I slammed the cabinet shut, and turned the key to lock, and then unlock. Almost instantly I heard a loud bump, and then a woman’s gasp.

“Hey! Hey let me out! What is this?” called out a thin, sensually pleasing voice.

I grabbed my cock, unable to contain my excitement as my dick got instantly hard. Just her voice was enough to turn me on (well that and the fact that she was about to be my helpless sex slave). I opened up the cabinet, and my mouth dropped open. My eyes went wide as I gazed down at the most stunningly attractive beauty I had ever seen.

“Oh hello there darling” she said, starting to get up. She simply accepted the fact that a male was staring at her open mouthed and a hand on his cock without questioning it. I suppose she was used to that, but for me I was absolutely in awe of her gorgeous, well documented figure that had become legendary to men of all ages.

“Where is this place?” she asked in that soft, seductive way of hers. “And who are you?”

I gulped, stood up straight, and then, mustering all of my courage, I said with conviction “You’re in my house, and I’m your master”.

“What?” she questioned in surprise. That was when I charged her. By that point she was standing up and stepping out of the cabinet, so I wrapped my arms around the swimsuit clad beauty, and pushed her over towards the wall. Stunned by the assault, Marilyn didn’t even struggle at first. I shoved her against the wall and gazed into her beautiful brown eyes, chock full of fear and confusion. Then I looked down at her great big round breasts. The moment she noticed me looking she put her hands over them to try to hide them from my sight.

“What are you doing!?” she cried out “You can’t do this, it’s wrong!”
“It’s not wrong if you’re dead” I said pointedly. She took that the wrong way and started screaming and trying to get away, which I suppose makes sense, although I hadn’t meant the comment as a threat, I was noting that she… well… doesn’t technically exist any more, but she thought I meant I was going to kill her.

She squirmed and writhed in my grasp, screaming and desperately trying to break free. The more she struggled the more her incredible body rubbed up against me, so I figured I’d enjoy her terror for a few moments. I roughly grabbed her and threw her face first against the wall. Then I viciously grabbed her breasts with each of my hands. I squeezed them and twisted them around through her swimsuit. Oh they felt so fucking good it was incredible.

Then I pulled myself right up next to her, not giving her an inch of space, so that my dick was pressed right up against the goddesses ass, and every movement she made proclaimed the proximity of that fine piece of body to my overjoyed penis. I pressed my jeans right up against her backside, which was so finely encased in that one piece swimsuit, and then I started to pull my body up and down, dry humping that amazing ass as she wiggled it against me, my hands still mauling her flawless titties.

Then I removed my hands from her boobs, and lowered them down toward her ass. Then with each hand I grabbed a handful of that huge butt. The feeling was sensational. There is almost nothing in the world more enjoyable to touch than a well shaped booty, and this was pretty much the best booty in the history of man! Well I had my fun with it, after I finished squeezing her great big cheeks, I stepped over to the side a little, and started smacking that butt like a piñata. I whacked it and I smacked it and I walloped that poor girls ass, and oh my God did I enjoy it.

After a minute or so of that, I figured it was time for her to learn who was in charge, so turned her back around to face me, and I smacked her cheek roughly several times yelling “Shut up! You shut up bitch!” After 4 shots across her face, she stopped screaming, and just looked up at me, shaking visibly.

“That’s better.” I said calmly.

“What are you g… going to do to me?” she whimpered submissively

Biting my lip excitedly, I said slowly, purposefully “first I’m going to feel every inch of your incredible body, and I’m going to pay special attention to your perfect ass and great big boobies. Then I’m going to fuck your pussy like you’ve never been fucked before!”

By now my voice was raised to a perversely excited yell

“and then I’m going to bang the ass that has had men for decades lusting over it’s perfect curves! I’m going to pound that butt so hard you won’t be able to walk for weeks!”

I dropped my voice back down to a calmer tone and concluded “and for your own safety, you’d better obey my every wish.”

Those beautiful brown eyes looked up into mine, and then with a defeated nod, they closed in submission.

“Say yes Master Marilyn” I said with a smirk crossing my face.

“Yes Master” she meekly replied in that sexy voice she had. Slowly, obviously, I reached around and grabbed her ass with each of my hands. She shivered at the touch, and started to try to push me away.

“Ah ah ah.” I warned her. Resigned, she let her eyes gaze up at the ceiling, and she submitted to my groping.

“Turn around” I ordered. She unwillingly complied.

“Now slowly shake that ass in the most sexy way you possibly can” I commanded as I pulled down my jeans and boxers. What happened next is one of the most incredible sights I could ever imagine, and it really happened. Seeing a sexy booty hugged by a form fitting swimsuit is one thing. Seeing Marilyn Monroe’s booty hugged by a form fitting swimsuit is something even more… and seeing that booty shaking right in front of you is something else entirely. But seeing that booty shaking and KNOWING that she was about to have no choice but to surrender that ass to your throbbing cock is something that no one but me will ever have the pleasure to experience.

Well suffice to say I could only take that for a few moments, then I slammed my dick up against that ass and rubbed up against the crack. Figuring I’d fondled her enough, I pulled back (God that was hard) and yelled at her:

“Alright Marilyn, strip!” She sobbed and shook her head, but she did as I commanded, slipping off the straps holding the swimsuit on her shoulders, and then slowly pulling down the material and slipping her legs out of it.

For a moment I just stared at her, the most gorgeous creature man had ever laid eyes on, naked in front of me. Then she put her hands down in front of her nude pussy, and I remembered my goal.

“On your hands and knees slave!” I yelled excitedly. She slowly got down on all fours, and that did it for me. Marilyn Monroe with her huge ass sticking up in the air was just too much. I was hornier than a goat during puberty. I leaped on top of her, and pulled her ass cheeks apart, and slammed my cock down her asshole.

“Ahhhhh! No!” she screamed in pain, but I ruthlessly jammed my cock as far into her butt as I could, and started sliding back and forth inside of her. It was the best anal I’d ever experienced, and I’m almost ashamed to admit that I came within 30 seconds, but then again, who wouldn’t have with an ass as fine as hers?

Well obviously I wasn’t done yet, I pulled out of her, with her butthole still dripping cum, and flipped her over onto her back. Within moments the sight of her crying face and huge boobies had me hard again, and I climbed on top of her. I put my dick right between her tits, and made her squeeze the boobs around my penis. Her tits were ripe, firm, and a total turn on. She more she kneaded her boobs the more and more my dick felt like it was getting it’s juices back. After about 2 minutes of that, I laid my full weight down on the woman, and forced my penis into her pussy.

The moment I entered her I heard her emit a low, excited moan, and as I began thrusting farther and farther inside of her, she started groaning, and then after a few powerful thrusts, even squealing.

“That’s right slave” I gasped, “you love being raped, you just love it”. “America’s dirtiest little slut loves being forced to have sex don’t ya? Yeah you love it you fucking gorgeous little whore!”

I started fucking faster, in and out and in and out, and both of our cries were getting louder and louder. Then almost at the same moment, we both came. Not only had I fucked America’s hottest woman in the ass and pussy, I’d also made her cum from the experience.

Not a bad days work.

Well basically, I fucked her a couple more times, then threw her back in the box and sent her back to her time. I’m assuming she knows she’s been raped and all back in her time, but I don’t think she is able to change the course of history or anything, what with those weird time laws and everything. So basically I’ve raped America’s sweetheart, and I’ll never be caught, and I’ll never have to pay for it.

This key and cupboard thing is incredible.



P.S, as I was cleaning up from my day of fun, I noticed the DVD I’d thrown out of the TV cabinet, Star Wars: The Return of the Jedi. At first I thought nothing of it, and then as I was putting it away an image on the back of it caught my eye, which wasn’t surprising because this image had caught my eye many a time before, but now it had special meaning. Two words:

Slave Leia.

[spacer_350]

Very good idea! Hope you can keep it going for many, many chapters.

[Raperman69]

Good story. I like the idea. He should figure out how to make everything life sized. It would be much easir to write

[Azores89]

This is so interesting. Great job

[Cutie]

Part 3. Princess Leia, Padme Amidala... and Princess Leia.



You wanna talk about living the dream? Damn, I could fuck any gorgeous hottie I could get an image of, the problem was making the quality high enough.

See I tried putting my star wars DVD in on it’s own and bringing Leia to life, but all it did was bring the cover to life, and all the characters were moving around on the cover. That was fucking weird.

I quickly put it back in and turned the key. I printed off a picture of Leia in her slave costume online, but when it printed it lost a little quality, and when I put it in the cabinet she came alive, but it was the weirdest thing. It was a low quality… person. As in like, it looked ugly and weird and fake. So I put her back too. I thought about a doll, but hell, I wanted a life sized Leia! I mean seriously, if I was gonna fuck the hottest princess in movie history, I wanted the full experience!

Well I had a lot of ideas of how to fuck Princess Leia, but none of them worked in terms of getting her life sized. I wondered if they had a pin up poster of her, but it probably wouldn’t be highest quality. My Marilyn picture had been highest quality, but that industry specialized in pin ups, and I hadn’t seen as many Leia pin ups online. Of the ones I had found, they either weren’t life size, or they weren’t Carrie Fisher’s Leia, they were just artwork. Sorry but, artwork don’t cut it. It’s either the real Leia, or none at all.

So then I tried something new, a cardboard cut out. It made perfect sense, they had life size cardboard posters of movie stars all over the place, and they were super high quality. So I ordered one, but it said the wait was 3 whole days, so I tried to think of something else to do in the meantime. I figured I might as well watch all of the star wars movies.

I gotta say, when you watch a film knowing you’re about to humiliate, dominate, and rape the helpless woman unknowingly showing her body to you, it adds a whole ‘nother dimension to the enjoyment. My eyes were literally fixated on every damn movement Leia made. I watched episodes 4 and 5, and was surprised by how damn attractive Leia looked in a dress. I mean I knew she was hot, but I’d always noticed the slave costume, which was the costume I’d ordered the cardboard thing with. I started wondering if maybe I should have ordered it with her in the dress…

And then I watched Return of the Jedi. Holy. Fucking. Shit. that woman can wear a bikini! I knew I’d made the right choice when I saw her in that outfit.

Ghaaa! I realized too late that that I’d watched all three of them in one day. Well since I had nothing to do I watched the new episodes too, 1, 2, and 3. God those films are stupid. But I must admit as I watched I kept staring at Padme’s ass. Especially in episode two where she’s wearing those tight white pants. She was pretty fucking hot too! Then I figured, what the hell? Might as well have a go for her as well as Leia, so I went back online, and ordered a cardboard cut out of her, as well as actually getting the cardboard cut out of Leia in her white dress. This place only took 2 days to deliver, which was fine by me . The sooner I could have my victims the better.

Well. 2 days felt like a year. I’m serious. I wanted to cum so badly I couldn’t stand it, but I forced myself to save it for when the victims arrived.

I watched all 6 films once again. Time couldn’t go any slower.

Finally, after a lifetime of waiting, my 3 cardboard females came in the mail. The moment I heard the mailman bring them up, I rushed out the door, grabbed them, and rushed upstairs. Oh damn they were hot, all three of them, but especially Leia in her slave costume. I threw it in the cabinet, turned the key, and almost immediately I heard a coughing sound. I opened the cabinet, and there before me was Princess Leia, flawless, gorgeous, stunning. She looked impressively regal, and thoroughly underdressed. Considering that I was naked, we both seemed quite underdressed.

“Well hello gorgeous” I said devilishly.

“Who are you!? What is this place?” She demanded, and started to try to stand up.

“This darling” I answered calmly “is your new whore house, and you’re the main attraction” And with that, I grabbed her, pulled her up and out of the box, and threw her over my shoulder. I started smacking the princess’s butt as she squealed in horror.

“What are you doing to me! I’m a princess let me go!”

“Well princess, I hope you’re good at fucking, because that’s what you’re here for”

“Ew!” she shrieked. “How DARE you talk to me like that asshole!? Put me down!”

“Ok!” I answered, because by this time I’d reached my bed, which I plunked her down on and then jumped on top of her. I looked down into her big brown eyes, and I pushed her golden bikini bra up above her small, perky tits, which I started groping, while still gazing into her eyes. She glared up at me, her eyes angrily staring up at me.

“You fucking asshole!” she said with gritted teeth. “You’ll pay for this!”

“Oh yeah!?” I grunted, “none of your friends can find you here.” Her skin was so smooth, and her body was so fine. I reached my hand down towards her pussy, still covered by that metal bikini, and I roughly grabbed it, a move that always made girls horny as hell. She just glared at me. I grabbed her tits and roughly started squeezing them. She just glared at me. I reached around and grabbed her ass, squeezing both buttcheeks with my hands. She just glared at me.

It was starting to really annoying. Her eyes were too calm. So I smacked her cheek, then roughly threw her face down on the bed.

“Want me to shake my non-existent butt for ya asshole?” she yelled into the sheets she was laying on. Damn this bitch had an attitude. I smacked her butt, yanked her bikini bottom down and off her, then I answered her question.

“No Leia, I just want to smack your non-existent butt and teach you a lesson”.

And although she acted like she didn’t have a butt, she actually did have one, it wasn’t huge, by it was well rounded, and quite spankable. And considering the bitch was asking for it…

Oh boy did I teach that princess a lesson. I smacked that ass till it was bright red, making sure to violently grab her nipples from time to time. She was holding back screams, but not fully giving in and letting any of them out.

“Oh darling, you’re going to scream really loud by the time I’m done with you, and not from pain, from ultimate pleasure, as you orgasm like never be…”

“Shut up and make me cum” she answered with a mixture of anger and... boredom. I was honestly shocked, that was not the reaction I’d expected. I roughly flipped her over onto her back, and for the first time got a look at her cunt. My eyes opened wide.
“yeah asshole you see it.” She said angrily. “There’s no way you can please me like Jabba can.”

What I saw was… ick. Her pussy was wide open, stretched out like I’d never seen before. It was… not a turn on. Actually I felt my hard on starting to collapse. Even the sight of Princess Leia naked below me wasn’t enough, considering the destroyed pussy that met my gaze.

I had not thought about that at all. The slave Leia that we all have dreamt about for years, was a slave of Jabba the Hutt for who knows how long? Well… obviously he’s been fucking her all the time between when he catches her and whenever it is that Luke shows up to rescue her, probably months. Considering she’s been a slave all that time to his sexual wills and and his huge ass tail… I suppose it makes sense that he’d have destroyed her pussy by now.

“Yeah” she said haughtily “I’m Jabba’s princess, and for anyone else to DARE to touch me is punishable by death. You’d better get your fucking story straight asshole”

“Wait” I answered, quite unsure of myself. “No one but Jabba has ever touched you?”

“No you piece of shit, and when he finds out you’ve stolen me, you will be in HUGE trouble.”

“I’m going to make you cum bitch, and you’ll squeal like you never have squealed before.” I said devilishly.

“Good luck moron, there is no way you can compete with a 20 inch fuckrod”

God this girl had an attitude, but that didn’t matter, because I had an idea. I took out the handcuffs I had prepared for this sort of occasion, cuffed her to the bed, and gagged her with a sock and a piece of tape.

But ya know what? I wasn’t horny any more. She’d killed my sexuality, so I figured I’d have a go with my other cardboard piece. I took the cardboard cutout of Leia in her white dress that she wears in episode 4, and put it in the cabinet.

When I opened it up again, I instantly got hard. A young woman in a white dress was laying in the box, looking around in stunned silence. Her hair was done up differently than the girl cuffed to my bed, and her face looked younger, and more innocent, but other than that they looked roughly the same. Regaining her composure she said with an air of authority:

“What is this place. I must return immediately, my people need me.”

I turned toward the naked Leia cuffed to the bed. “Watch me rape you” I said softly, and then I charged the Leia in the box, grabbed her, yanked her up and out of the cabinet, and I threw her on the floor.

“What are you doing!?” She cried out “Let go of me!”

I laid down on her back and started rubbing myself against her butt. Once she realized the sexual nature of the assault, she started struggling and screaming with renewed effort. It was all I could do to hold her down.

“No! No, no, stop, don’t you know who I am!?” She pleaded.

“Oh yes I know who you are, and that’s why I’m going to fuck you”

“NOOO!” She howled, and started kicking desperately. But Leia was surprisingly small, only about 5’1” and slender. She couldn’t do anything to fight me off. I reached around and grabbed her tits. Leia moaned and begged me to let her go.

“Ohhhh, oh no, please stop.”

This was more like it! I turned her over onto her back, and I bent my face down on top of hers, and I kissed her. I kissed Princess Leia as she sobbed and desperately tried to pull away. She tried to open her mouth to scream, and I jammed my tongue inside, and watched her eyes roll back as the French kiss worked its magic on her innocent body. I reached my hand down and grabbed her pussy through her white dress, and I watched those eyes roll in sexual excitement.

“Noooooooo” she moaned as I finally pulled my tongue out.

“Oh yes Leia, oh yes” I said excitedly. Then I changed my tactics, I grabbed the bottom of the cuties dress, and I pulled it all the way up above her head, exposing her panties and bra. I was very surprised to see a pair of pink cotton briefs and a yellow bra.

I suppose it makes sense, since the character from the cabinet is whatever we depicted it as, and Carrie probably wore that underwear on the day she filmed, but I had still expected something else. Whatever, she looked really cute.

Still with the dress up above her head, I started fondling her legs and pussy. Poor little Leia was turning back and forth trying to get away, but I kept one hand holding the dress up and the other hand at work playing with my victim. As I fondled, I felt the young woman start to get a little wet.
“Stop it, stop it!” She screamed, but I mercilessly continued. I mean really, I wasn’t about to give her any mercy. I had Princess Leia helpless in my grasp, she was going to do my bidding.

Then I pulled the dress off of her, and gazed down at my young victim. She looked so innocent and childish in her underwear, with her big brown eyes filled with tears.

“Please let me go” she said one last time, quietly, hoping against all hope. I slipped my hand into her panties, and she shut her eyes, silently sobbing. I would have almost felt bad for her, except that her pussy felt so good… and so tight. So refreshing after the ugly sight of the other Leia. Then after playing with the poor little girl for what seemed like enough time, I pulled down her panties, and I inserted my penis into the princesses pussy.

There is nothing in this world like the feeling of fucking a virgin… especially one who doesn’t want it. At first I thought there was no way I could get into her, but I thrust inside and just started pounding. She was screaming her little head off, as I pushed in and out and in and out. Going further and further with each push. I probably should have let her have it easy, but I didn’t care about the little bitch, I just wanted a good fucking, so I kept jamming farther and farther.

Finally, I broke through, and made it all the way, balls deep into the little girl. I say little girl because she really did look young, what with her eyes raining tears, and her girly underwear, and her tiny figure.

Well I pounded her, as hard as I possibly could. Leia even started to get into it unwillingly, and our bodies moved in rhythm. Her squeals started to build up, and I knew she was coming to a climax, which was good because I was getting there too.

Then she let out a primal cry, her body went rigid, and she came. Her climax rocked her whole body, and she shook helplessly against the power of her orgasm. That sound, combined with the feeling of her shaking like a stuck pig on my dick, brought me over the edge, and with a roar of excitement I came inside of her too.

Then I pulled out, both of us exhausted from our huge orgasms. I looked at the blood covering Leia’s legs.

“Good first time huh? Well your second time will be a bit different.” Then I pointed at the other Leia’s slave costume lying on the ground.

“Put it on whore”.

“I’m not a whore” she said with a broken, but still slightly determined demeanor.

“I SAID PUT IT ON!”

Still crying, Leia put on the costume.
As she did so, I put the cardboard Padme into the cabinet. This was going to be fun.

I opened the cabinet, grabbed the gun out of Padme’s hands, and pointed it at the shocked beauty.

“Step out right now!” I ordered.

Stunned, Padme stepped out with her hands up.

“Turn around!” I ordered. She complied, slowly.

“Nice butt” I said pointedly. She started to turn around in anger, but I threateningly held the gun up.

“Now” I said, “I want you to go and get that pair of handcuffs on the table, and cuff your hands together”. Reluctantly she did it. By now Leia had finished putting on the slave costume, so I turned to her and said:

“What do you suppose I want you to do now?”

“Dance…” she said questioningly, a little unsure of the answer. Abruptly, I turned back to Padme, and yelled

“Both hands bitch!” now get that sexy little ass over here. With that I sat down in a chair, and when Padme showed up I sat her down on my lap. Despite her half struggles I pulled her butt back and placed it on my now-hard dick. I turned my attention back to Leia.

“As I was saying. I don’t want you to dance. I want you to serve me.” I waited, but no answer. “SAY YES MASTER!” I yelled, making sure to use the opportunity to drop one of my hands down and cop a feel of Padme’s boob.

“Y… yes Master” Leia whimpered.

“What I have in mind for you gorgeous, relates to that girl cuffed to that bed over there.” I pointed to the other Leia cuffed to my bed.

“Leia, meet Leia. She’s a little bitch who doesn’t think I can make her cum. But I can make you make her cum.” I grinned with excitement from my cruel plan. “Leia, I want you to go suck on her pussy till she cums.”

“WHAT!?” she exclaimed.

“YES MASTER!” I roared.

“Yes… Master…” she responded, “But… but that’s… isn’t that… me?”

“Yes Leia it is you. Go fuck yourself.”

“Yes Master.”

As Leia moved toward the bed, I rubbed my penis against the helpless captive with the sexy ass sitting on my lap, and I whispered to her:

“Oh have we got us a show tonight.”