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I've been super busy the last week or so, so haven't had a chance to look at DA much.  HOLY MOSES, the peeps I am watching have been BUSY.  I had over 250 pictures to look at this morning.  I'm afraid I didn't comment much.  No time.  Great job, everyone.

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Dorothy's Wicked Return

Part 3

 

Dorothy hung limply on the St. Andrew's Cross. She huffed and puffed, skin flushed and pussy throbbing after that bitch-taming session. Wicked Witch Tabatha paced around her, stiletto boots clacking loudly in the tiny dungeon chamber. The beautiful farmgirl felt such relief when the witch finally stopped and unbuckled the Bitch-Tamer 2000 from around her hips.

"Don't relax yet, my pretty," Tabatha purred. "I've just begun with you."

"Uh-oh."

Tabatha spoke a few arcane words, swirling a finger in the air amid glowing magic. It looked like a sparkler going off, and when the light faded away there was a bright red rubber ball in her hand instead of the Bitch-Tamer 2000. Dorothy blinked at it, trying to figure out why a rubber ball would have straps attached to it. For the life of her, she couldn't do it.

"I love ball gags," Tabatha said, moving up close again.

"Huh? Gag?" was all she had time to say. The witch forced the ball into her mouth, spreading her teeth wide and stretching out her jaw. Very stressful. The straps wrapped around Dorothy's head like a horse's bridle. She pushed at the red rubber ball with her tongue, but it was strapped down too securely. "Mmmgggh!"

"Exactly!" Tabatha replied, and giggled. She removed the nipple clamps, only to replace them with even tighter clamps that had little silver bells dangling from them. Now every shake of Dorothy's tits made a tinkling sound. "Are we having fun yet?"

Tabatha smirked, loving the look on Dorothy's flushed face. Her lovely blue eyes had rolled up when those new nipple clamps had been put on. The farmgirl's sweat-shiny body was bowed up and her belly was quite obviously quivering. Aftershocks of her last orgasm, or had she climaxed AGAIN with the new nipple clamps?

"Me thinks my pretty pet likes it rough," Tabatha purred, caressing her new plaything's face. The witch yanked that soft brown hair, while kissing and nibbling her pet's neck and shoulders. Dorothy responded with a wanton groan. She writhed and bucked. "Mmm, you respond so sweetly. Who knew you'd love being used and abused so much?"

Tabatha's passion ignited. Soon she was rubbing her naked body all over Dorothy, before she hooked a leg over her slave's hip and rubbed her pussy against the brunette's. The overwhelmed farmgirl moaned and groaned, and then began grinding herself into the witch. The green, raven-haired beauty roughly fondled her pet's large, firm tits, even pulling on the nipple clamps and sending exquisite pain ripping through her. She didn't let up until they both peaked at the same time.

"Oooh-aaggh." Tabatha cried. "I love taming a new pet way too much."

She stepped back, huffing and puffing with a big smile on her face. Her eyes dropped to Dorothy's feet, admiring the ruby stilettos.

"You freely give me your shoes?" she asked.

"Yes," the farmgirl whispered, voice muffled by the gag.

"At long last, they are mine," the Wicked Witch purred, reaching down to Dorothy's right foot. Arcane light flashed, sending a painful jolt into Tabatha's hand and up her arm. "Aaaiieee. Bitch!"

For a long moment, her hand and arm were completely numb and useless. The witch stomped around the chamber, rubbing them and cursing venomously. After a little while feeling slowly returned, feeling all pin-prickly.

"Well now, that's interesting. You are willing to surrender the ruby stilettos, but they are not ready to surrender you."

Tabatha paced around Dorothy, staring at the ruby stilettos. The farmgirl just watched as her captor slowly recovered her wind. Her body had never felt so tingly, or so spent. She worried the witch wasn't through abusing her, whether she got the ruby stilettos off or not.

"Remove her from the cross," Wicked Witch Tabatha commanded.

Two Amazons quickly came forward and untied Dorothy's ankles, and then her wrists. Her knees buckled, and Dorothy dropped to all fours before the witch.

"Nice. That position gives me such wicked thoughts," Tabatha purred. She moved her right foot forward. "Lick it. Kiss it. Make it pretty, or else."

The helpless heroine got a chill from the way her captor said "or else." Then she looked the shiny, black-booted leg up and down. Those boots were the epitome of kinky feminine footwear to the Kansas farmgirl.

"If I do it, will you send me back home to Kansas?"

"Maybe," Tabatha smirked, wagging her brows. "Do it. Now."

The witch's hands began to glow with purple fire. Dorothy's breath caught, and her skin goose-fleshed. She didn't have a choice, so she lowered her lips to the pointy toe of Tabatha's boot. She cut her eyes up, holding the witch's gaze, as she gave a tentative lick. Then another firmer lick, before she lowered her eyes and kissed it. A low moan bubbled up, which even she wasn't sure was sexual or not.

"Yes, you are a good girl. A very good girl," Tabatha purred.

Dorothy licked and kissed, and even rubbed her cheeks against the cool, smooth leather. Her delicate hands stroked and caressed Tabatha's booted foot, enjoying all its curves. She loved the shape and feel of that sky-high, super thin and sexy stiletto heel. The farmgirl moaned and groaned when she ran her hot, wet tongue up that stiletto.

"Eat me, Dorothy," the Wicked Witch of the South commanded.

"Yes, ma'am," she responded breathlessly.

The trembling, tingling brunette licked and caressed her way up Tabatha's thigh-booted leg. She kissed and nibbled the witch's green, satiny skin when she reached the upper thigh. When Tabatha shifted into a wide stance, hands on hips, Dorothy moved front and center.

"Am I a lesbian now?" Dorothy asked, feeling dazed and confused.

She looked on with awe at the witch's beautifully flared hips. There were no sharp angles, just the sweetest well-rounded curves from tiny waist to shapely legs. Tabatha had no pubic hair, and the skin was so silky Dorothy doubted it was shaved. It looked like the witch just couldn't grow any.

Either that, or she used magic to remove it.

Dorothy ran her hands over the witch's hips, before rising up high on her knees and sliding her hands around back to grab two big handfuls of firm butt cheek. Pressing her lips to Tabatha's hot, wet folds, the brunette slowly dragged her nails across those cheeks.

Tabatha groaned wantonly and buried her fingers deep in Dorothy's hair.

"Have you ever fucked a man?"

Dorothy kissed her conqueror's pussy, then gave it a lick, before looking up into Tabatha's triumphant eyes.

"No."

"Then you're a lesbian," Tabatha said, grinning wickedly. "My pretty little lesbo sex slave. Make me come hard."

Giving the witch's pussy a firm lick, Dorothy wondered if Tabatha had used magic on her. Was her actions the result of being controlled by magic? Or was she truly a lesbian and eager to be dominated, used, and abused?

"Mmmm," Dorothy moaned, feeling the witch's folds parting. Her tongue plowed deep into that pussy, finding her mistress's slit hot and wet. She hungrily lapped up Tabatha's love juices, body singing as the most wonderful sensations rippled through her. "Mmmmgggh."

The Wicked Witch eagerly ground her pussy into Dorothy's mouth. The farmgirl obeyed her every command, licking and nibbling just the way she liked it.

"I didn't think anyone was a more natural-born sex slave than Glinda, but... Oooooh," Tabatha whispered. "You were made to serve me like this. You are AMAZING."

Tabatha's hands tightened in Dorothy's hair. She ground her pussy even harder into the farmgirl's mouth, loving the way that flickering tongue drove her wild. Then hot tingles flowed out of her loins, down into her thighs and up into her belly.

"Ooooooh, yes!" she cried as perfect pleasure erupted and consumed her shapely body.

Dorothy hungrily lapped up the flood of girl cum, all glassy-eyed and panting when the witch finally released her. Wicked Witch Tabatha watched her newest slave girl kneeling, swaying, eyes closed and lips curled into a blissful smile.

"This is proving a much better endeavor than I anticipated," the green-skinned villainess whispered, still breathless. "Very interesting, indeed."

With that, she stepped back from her prize. A hand signal sent an Amazon hurrying across the room. The warrior woman returned to place a black leather collar in the witch's hand. Tabatha immediately buckled it around Dorothy's slender throat. Then the Amazon handed the witch a five-foot silver chain, which Tabatha fastened to the collar.

"Heel, Dorothy Gale of Kansas," Wicked Witch Tabatha purred, giving the leash a tug. "Let's go find Glinda. It's time you two became better acquainted, while my Court watches, of course."

 

I got tagged with this game.  It's seems to have some rules:

1)  You have to post all of the rules

2)  Each person has to share 13 things about themselves

3)  Answer 13 questions asked to you and invent 13 questions the people you tag have to answer

4)  Tag 13 people

5) Tag-backs are allowed

6) YOU MUST MAKE A JOURNAL ENTRY

 

~**~**~

 

1.  Wonder Woman or Supergirl?

 

Definitely Wonder Woman.  Not that into the "Supers" but Wonder Woman grinds my engine.  Love everything about her.

 

2.  Batman or Superman?

 

Definitely Batman.  He's human, with flaws, and can be hurt.

 

3.  What's the one fantasy you share on dA that you would never share with family or friends?

 

My super heroine in peril fetish.  They would not understand.

 

4.  What is your favorite thing you've ever posted on dA?

 

 i cannot name just one.  I love all of my ebook covers that I've posted.

 

5.  What's your favorite season?

 

Spring

 

6.  When it comes to villains, which gets you going more – strength or smarts?

 

Smarts in female villains, and strength in male.

 

7.  Blackjack or chloroform?

 

Definitely chloroform.  Put them super heroines to sleep!

 

8.  Blindfolds or gags?

 

Ball gags for the win!

 

9.  Doctor Who or Marty McFly?

 

Marty McFly, because I've at least seen two of the movies.  Never watched the Doctor.

 

10.  Should heroes and heroines be above the law?

 

No, but they should have some special privileges, like not required to read their rights. 

 

11.  Pants or skirts?

 

Skirts.  The shorter and tighter the better.

 

12. Pantyhose or stockings?

 

Definitely stockings, and preferable with garters.

 

13.  Warriors or Cavs?

 

Neither.  Mavericks!  But, if I had to choose – Cavs  

 

 

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Dorothy's Wicked Return

Part 2

 

            Dorothy looked around the dark, dank dungeon with worried eyes. There were six female warriors in tight black and red leather, silver helmets, and armed with swords and spears. One warrior woman stood in each corner and two guarded the single wooden door. The light came from four oil lamps attached high on the walls.

            In the middle of the room was something she'd just recently learned about: a St. Andrew's Cross. It was painted black with red leather straps at each of the four points of the cross. The kinky cross was leaning back at a forty-five degree angle against a thick wooden post. Along the walls were other bondage devices, all meant to hold helpless women in vulnerable poses.

            "Y-You aren't seriously considering…" Dorothy whispered, throat too tight to speak properly. "I-I mean. That is totally uncalled for. I'm an American citizen. I have, um, rights."

            At first, it appeared the witch was ignoring her. Tabatha pulled Dorothy's left nipple out as far as it would stretch. Releasing it, she turned to the right and did the same thing. She appeared to be contemplating something to do with her captive's sensitive nipples. Dorothy knew enough to know she didn't want to find out what.

            "Surely you realize that you aren't in Kansas anymore," the Wicked Witch of the South finally said, a sinister smile tugging at the corners of her glossy red lips. Tabatha bit her lip as she looked Dorothy's topless body up and down. "I rule here, by decree, so I decide what is and isn't called for. And right now, I'm trying to decide if your nipples would look best locked in nipple clamps or pieced and bejeweled."

            Dorothy attempted to speak several times. Nothing came out. The poor thing could barely breathe. She was afraid that anything she said would spur the wicked witch to actually clamp or pierce her hypersensitive nipples. The pain might be unbearable.

            "I see the ruby slippers have returned to their original form," she purred. Tabatha leaned over, reaching out with one hand. There was a flash of light, and the witch snatched her hand back. She frowned, but then grinned. "Such powerful magic." She walked around her trembling captive, studying the bright red stilettos. "Yes, it's good the ruby stilettos are back to their true form. They will be mine, and I'm not a flats kinda witch."

            The witch drew a brief but elaborate sign in the air, leaving glowing lines floating in the air for several seconds. Dorothy felt her snug, faded daisy duke shorts become unfastened, and then slide down her long, shapely legs as if invisible hands were stripping her. Her breath caught as cool air touched her very wet pussy. The young beauty's face heated up to feel how slick and ready she was for action.

            Why does she make me so wet? Dorothy wondered, worrying her lip. I'm not a lesbian, or even bi-sexual. I'm a good girl!

            "How sweet, and telling, that you keep yourself so well-groomed for your lovers," Tabatha purred. "I approve."

            Dorothy groaned. She'd only recently begun trimming her pubic patch. The farmgirl had never even considered it until after she'd graduated from Central Kansas High. As a full woman, she felt it time to get ready to find a man and future husband. She never dreamed a wicked witch would be the first to enjoy her efforts.

            "I'm a virgin!"

            Dorothy got a certain thrill when that confession surprised the witch. Tabatha looked her naked glory over with an incredulous face.

            "You look like that, and no man has seduced you?"

            "They tried, but I'm a good girl."

            The Wicked Witch of the South moved a hand between Dorothy's thighs, which were pressed tightly together. There was no protecting her virtue from such wickedness. Tabatha's fingertips stroked her hot, slick folds. The witch sent the most wonderful sensations surging through her body. Dorothy gasped and cried out, twisting and turning in a fruitless attempt to escape the sexy witch's inappropriate explorations.

            "Oh!" she squealed, rising up on her toes.

            Tabatha's fingertips began rubbing a hard, fast circle around Dorothy's little nub. Her clit was singing in no time flat. Dorothy wondered if Tabatha was using sex magic on her. There was no other way her body would respond so quickly and profoundly without magic. At least, she hoped not.

            "Good girl? No. Foolish girl," Tabatha said. Her fingers suddenly slipped between the farmgirl's folds, plowing deep into her sex. Dorothy cried out, back bowing and one stiletto-heeled foot coming off of the floor. The witch smiled with wicked glee, and then moved her thumb over her newest plaything's clit and started rubbing even as her fingers continued to thrust into that tight little hole. "Don't worry, my pretty, I'll initiate you into the wonderful world of wicked debauchery with relish."

            "You won't get away with this," Dorothy cried. "Oh god. Oh god. Oh my god."

            "Look at your nipples," Tabatha purred. "Rock hard and fully erect. There's no denying it, Dorothy Gale of Kansas. You are out of your mind aroused and ready to play. You are one horny little bitch."

            "Y-You… You are…ooooh…so wrong," Dorothy gasped out. Her hips started thrusting, even as she struggled to stop grinding her sex against the witch's hand. A long, wanton groan bubbled up. And then she sucked in a deep breath, and a determined look spread across her face. "I…am…a…good…girl!"

            "Really? Let's find out just how good you are, my pretty."

            At the witch's signal, two gorgeous warrior women seized her arms. Another untied her wrists. Then Dorothy was turned around, and forced back against the St. Andrew's cross. She fought them every step of the way, but the evil women wrestled her arms up and wide, and then strapped them down to the cross. Likewise, her legs were spread wide and buckled down.

            "Bitch!" she screamed. Dorothy writhed and bucked, feeling so vulnerable and helpless while spread-eagle upon the kinky cross. "I will not give you any pleasure!"

            "Oh hush, my pretty. You've already given me so much pleasure I'm all tingly inside," Tabatha purred, pressing up close. The witch's tits pressed into Dorothy's, and she felt Tabatha's pubic mound press against her. It got a lot hotter and harder to breathe for the helpless brunette. "I give and take pleasure as I see fit. You have no say in the matter. I promise, soon you won't only not object, but before I'm finished with you, Dorothy, you will be as helplessly obedient as Glinda."

            Tabatha slowly, sensuously claimed Dorothy's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. She was the first person to ever get between the young beauty's legs, much less see her naked or fondle her boobs. As bad as that was, it got worse.

            "Mmmm," Tabatha moaned as she kissed a line down Dorothy's neck, nibbled her shoulders a moment, before finally turning her full attention on the farmgirl's naked tits. "Such a beautiful body."

            The Wicked Witch of the South smothered Dorothy's tits with kisses. She fondled and jostled the beautiful brunette's tits, sucked on her erect nipples, and made Dorothy cry out and squeal over and over with shock and pleasure. Soon the new slavegirl was panting, shiny with sweat, and bleary-eyed.

            "The first time is kinda overwhelming," Tabatha taunted. She kissed her way down her pet's belly, and buried her face between those long white legs. Dorothy's back bowed, eyes huge and incredulous, as the witch ate her out. "Mmmm. Virgin, unspoiled pussy is the sweetest."

            "Okay! I'll give you the shoes! Take them!"

            "Awww, that's so sweet," Tabatha replied. "I'm so glad you've decided to cooperate."

            The witch didn't stop. Instead, she put all of her time and effort into sucking Dorothy's clit in and out, while her fingers thrust up into the virgin beauty. Dorothy's head rocked back and forth, while her hips thrust forward and she ground herself into Tabatha's mouth. And was rewarded for her efforts.

            "Oooooooh," she sighed gustily when her body erupted with divine euphoria.

            She relaxed on the cross, thinking her long ordeal was over. The Wicked Witch caught her eyes, wagged her brows, and then spoke a short spell. Her black gown evaporated, and then the mist reformed in her crotch as a long and thick black strap-on dildo.

            "Uh-oh," Dorothy gasped, jaw dropping as she gawked down at it.

            "Indeed," the witch said, and mock-thrusted at the farmgirl's tight pussy. "I got it in your world, my pretty. It's called a Bitch-Tamer 2000. Let's see if it really tames your inner bitch."

            The Wicked Witch of the South pressed up close between Dorothy's wide-spread legs. Her delicate hand guided the long, thick dildo straight to the sexy farmgirl's quivering wet pussy. All of Dorothy's breath whooshed out when she noticed all of the knobs and ridges along the sex toy's shaft.

            "Carra. Jena," Tabatha said, catching and holding Dorothy's eyes.

            Two warrior women stepped up to either side of the bound beauty. Each of them cupped and lifted a tit.

            "Shit!" Dorothy cried when they put super tight nipple clamps on her.

            Her jaw dropped and she stared at the Wicked Witch, who looked so pleased.

            "Perfect," Tabatha purred, and thrust her hips forward.

            "Ugggh!" Dorothy cried, feeling that overwhelming penetration all of the way into her bones. The Bitch-Tamer 2000 stretched her tiny hole out to the max, and then a sharp tug and sting ripped through her overheated body. "I've been deflowered!"

            "Debauchery looks good on you," the witch whispered, thrusting with some enthusiasm into her. "I love how tight and responsive virgins are to my efforts. I like to feel appreciated, and the look on your face when I penetrated was classic. Yes, you felt it profoundly."

            Dorothy was forced to feel every single knob. Those evil ridges made her vagina vibrate. Tabatha started out slowly, making the poor farmgirl feel every inch of it. She slowly picked up speed, thrusting with more and more enthusiasm.

            "You are going to pay for this," Dorothy gasped out.

            That was all of the fight she had left. Tabatha's Bitch-Tamer 2000 was making her body sing. The sexiest sensations rippled through her. Soon her entire world was that huge thing pumping in and out. She writhed and bucked, amazing that anything so wicked could feel so wonderful, so right.

            "You are mine, Dorothy," Tabatha said. "Say it!"

            Those words gave her a thrill, but something stirred deep within. She had to fight. Why, she wasn't sure anymore, but surrender wasn't an option. But then Tabatha tugged on her nipple clamps, sending pleasure and pain spiraling through her oversexed body.

            Her insides exploded with orgasmic bliss. Waves throbbed through her. She bucked and writhed, struggling with her bindings. It was the most scary glorious feeling ever.

            "Say that you are mine, Dorothy! Say it!"

            Oh, she wanted to say it. She wanted to do anything and everything Tabatha demanded. Still, something made her defiant. She needed rest. She needed time to recover her wits. Her captor wasn't helping her mental and emotional state.

            "Please. I'm vulnerable," she whispered. "Words have power in Oz."

            "I know. Say it! Submit to me," Tabatha demanded, thrusting into her even faster. "Give yourself to me. Say you are mine!"

            Dorothy's mind went blank for a long moment. Her world devolved into just that amazing Bitch-Tamer. Her vagina clamped down around it, intensifying the pleasure her body experienced by tenfold.

            "Ugh!" she cried with every deep, deep thrust. "Ugh. Ugh. Ugh."

            "Say it!"

            "I…"

            "You are mine! You are my slave!"

            Dorothy stared up at the wicked witch with blinking eyes. The green beauty looked too beautiful, too dominant. So powerful. One second she wanted to submit, the next she wanted to fight.

            "I am…"

            "Mine. Say it."

            Something changed deep within. Dorothy's eyes widened. Her vagina clamped down even tighter around Tabatha's super-sized strap-on. The witch struggled to maintain her thrusting rhythm. And then Dorothy felt it. That rush to climax began anew, sending tingles all through her overheated body. The Kansas-born beauty knew right away that it was the granddaddy of all climaxes.

            "I am – " Dorothy screamed. Her body exploded with sexy pleasure. It pulsed through her. She'd never felt anything like it before. "Yours! I am yours!"

 

 

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I got tagged with this game.  It's seems to have some rules:

1)  You have to post all of the rules

2)  Each person has to share 13 things about themselves

3)  Answer 13 questions asked to you and invent 13 questions the people you tag have to answer

4)  Tag 13 people

5) Tag-backs are allowed

6) YOU MUST MAKE A JOURNAL ENTRY

 

~**~**~

 

1.  Wonder Woman or Supergirl?

 

Definitely Wonder Woman.  Not that into the "Supers" but Wonder Woman grinds my engine.  Love everything about her.

 

2.  Batman or Superman?

 

Definitely Batman.  He's human, with flaws, and can be hurt.

 

3.  What's the one fantasy you share on dA that you would never share with family or friends?

 

My super heroine in peril fetish.  They would not understand.

 

4.  What is your favorite thing you've ever posted on dA?

 

 i cannot name just one.  I love all of my ebook covers that I've posted.

 

5.  What's your favorite season?

 

Spring

 

6.  When it comes to villains, which gets you going more – strength or smarts?

 

Smarts in female villains, and strength in male.

 

7.  Blackjack or chloroform?

 

Definitely chloroform.  Put them super heroines to sleep!

 

8.  Blindfolds or gags?

 

Ball gags for the win!

 

9.  Doctor Who or Marty McFly?

 

Marty McFly, because I've at least seen two of the movies.  Never watched the Doctor.

 

10.  Should heroes and heroines be above the law?

 

No, but they should have some special privileges, like not required to read their rights. 

 

11.  Pants or skirts?

 

Skirts.  The shorter and tighter the better.

 

12. Pantyhose or stockings?

 

Definitely stockings, and preferable with garters.

 

13.  Warriors or Cavs?

 

Neither.  Mavericks!  But, if I had to choose – Cavs  

 

 

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