Terry and the Pirates!

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Would any one like to assume the role of the DragonLady/Burma/?
This tale was started as a thread for myself and Lady Murasaki, who sadly went missing 8 months ago. Take a moment to look at the story and if you are interested please PM me. Thanks.
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Telegram to Pat Ryan...


Dear Pat, hate to impose. I know this is Terry's first year at college but my need is urgent. Outbreak of typhoid at the mission. Many sick and dying...Need medicine urgently...Only Terry can fly it in through these horrible mountains to this ragged little airstrip...My niece Burma will be waiting at Hooker Field with the needed drugs...Waste no time...situation desperate!
God be with you.

Joshua Swaine...Mount Hope Mission, Shantung Province.




Pat Ryan stood up from the desk and walked to the window overlooking the Quad at Remington State University.
The leaves had already turned from scarlet and gold to a muted cacaphony of oranges and browns. Winter wasn't far away.
Somewhere out there his young ward Terry Armstrong was in late afternoon classes suffering through the fundamentals of an Aeronautical Engineering degree at the urgings of his foster father.
Pat grinned and knocked warm ashes from his pipe into his palm.
Terry would be more than happy to get away from the scholastic drudgery and into a cockpit again.
The boy never ceased to amaze Pat. He'd taught him how to fly when he was six years old and now a dozen years later the young man was aknowleged to be the greatest pilot in the world!

But still...
If it were not such a desperate request from a man who once had saved Pat's life he wouldn't consider it.
And then there was Burma.
Oh my yes...Burma.

Professor Ryan keyed the intercom.
"Miss Tawnny, please cancel my classes for the next two weeks. I think Malone can take the Archaeology and Stevens the Anthropology...Oh and tell Terry when he comes by to pack his bags and get to Hooker Field...Pronto!"

The trans Pacific flight was ducksoup to both Terry and Pat. They stopped in Honolulu long enough for Burma to do some shopping and on the last leg of the flight even tried to teach the flighty young woman the rudiments of flying a plane.
But she just shook her pretty blonde curls and frumped...
"Ah'll jes never get the hang of this ol' flyin' business Terry."
She was sitting next to the teenager but her eyes were never far from Pat.
They stopped in Shanghai to refuel the 'Ruptured Goose', Terry's custon built twin engine, and then headed north for the rugged mountains of Shantung Province.

By a combination of luck and skill they were able to bring the big plane into the tiny airstrip in the midst of a raging storm only to be greeted with a very, very unwelcome surprize...



Mount Hope Mission, Shantung China, 1938...

Pat rose groggily from the narrow cot where he'd been dumped after the pummeling they'd recieved when they stepped from the 'Gooses' hatchway. They hadn't had a chance. A dozen hired goons had been waiting for them armed with brass knuckles and lead pipes.

The air was biting cold on his naked skin and the grey room was dimly lit by the pallid dawn breaking outside.
He managed to propel his six foot four inch frame from the bed and did a quick survey of their prison.
Terry lay on his back on another cot. He too had been stripped and his perfect young body bore the marks of last nights struggle but his breathing was even and measured and he seemed to be uninjured...merely sleeping.
Next to him on a third bed also naked, Burma lay unconcious.
Pat watched the rise and fall of her pert young breasts and tried to banish carnal thoughts from his mind.

*Get a hold of yourself man!...pay attention...we have to get out of here..where's Reverand Swaine...who...*

He'd walked over to the girl as he struggled with the implications of their predicament and was idly stroking her nipples when the door burst open!

"Ahhhh Professor Ryan. You havn't changed have you?
But it won't do you any good. The child is drugged you see."
Pat leaped up! He'd know that low sultry voice anywhere...
In the doorway, clad in a long black silk gown stood the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.
Of course! Who else would have engineered all this?

The Dragon Lady smiled and then began to laugh.



OOC...Join Lady Murasaki and I as we recreate the characters of Pat Ryan and Terry, the Dragon Lady, Burma and a host of others bringing back to life the classic cartoon strip...
Terry and the Pirates!

 

[LadyMurasaki]

The Dragon Lady

'Ahhhh Professor Ryan. You haven't changed have you?
But it won't do you any good. The child is drugged you see."

She smiled wickedly at his surprise. Why was it that this big, strong man was flummoxed every time she showed up to confound him. Time after time she was able to trick him by playing on his heart strings and sympathy for the suffering.

'I thank you for the drug delivery, and if I'd known you would arrive so fast, I would have asked you to bring a pizza with you.'

She leaned in close over his naked form, almost seeming to breathe him in, she ran a long, blood red nail down his flank and laughed when he pulled away prudishly.

Her long, jet black hair hung loose around her shoulders, like liquid night. Her black silk cheonsam was fitted so tightly to her curveacous form that it almost appeared tattood on.

She glanced down and saw that his secret fondling of Burma's nipples had given him a semi hard-on. Her smile was like a ruby scimitar, and her little pink tongue flashed out to moisten her lips.

'Shall we wait until they wake, or shall we just begin to feast on them as they slumber?' her hand snaked out and began to fondle him. She knew he would not fight her with armed guards so close by. She arched an eyebrow at him as his member began to stiffen deliciously in her slim white hand.

 

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Pat tried his best to 'Clark Gable' a tough guy attitude towards his diabolical nemesis but at heart he knew they were all in a desperate situation.

"Is that a gun in your hand or am I just glad to see you baby?"
One of the guards laughed at his words and Ryan knew that at least one of them spoke English. That might be useful information in the future...if there was one that is.

The sultry temptress squeezed his 'gun' with delicious repetition and he felt himself stiffening violently in spite of the dire predicament they were in.
"Oh Professor Ryan...how witty you are, even in the last hours of your life."
Her expression was that of a cobra ready to strike.

He began to sweat, whether from fear or arousal he wasn't sure...

"What's your game Lady. Why were we brought here...why...why..."
He stammered as she kneeled down exposing a yard or two of slender shapely thigh, cupped his heavy balls in her delicate palms, looked up at him a mischievious twinkle in her eyes and her succulent lips a scant inch away from the broad purpled hood of his towering erection and smiled,
"We'll have time for a few questions later Professor but let's have some fun first with that big fat Yankee cock of yours."

"Unhh...call me Pat." he said and then quit thinking rationaly at all.

 

[LadyMurasaki]

Dragon Lady

Her blood red lips pursed into a tight bud.

'Do you know how we Orientals like to suck hot noodles into our mouths?' she asked, looking up at him with an amused expression.

'The trick is to make slurping noises to allow the air to cool the hot noodles while sucking really hard.'

With a short laugh her mouth clamped on his cock, and suddenly his whole length was inside her hot little mouth. Air was being sucked around the edges causing a sublime vibration to be added to the extreme suction she applied to his hard, throbbing member. Pat was suddenly speechless and her unfathomable black almond eyes gazed up at him with sadistic pleasure. She could see that the sudden stimulation had robbed him of his bravado, turned him to veritable putty in her hands and mouth. Well what was in her mouth was far from putty, but nevertheless.

Her long scarlet fingernails raked his scrotum, teasing it and making it scrunch up against his body in a tight, wrinkly knot. The slurping noises were obscenely sexual, like she was devouring him. She heard him start to moan and pulled away from him with a loud popping sound. A silver string of precum and saliva made a temporary bridge between her lips and the head of his cock but soon there was nothing between them but air.

She called for the guards to tie his hands behind his back and to restrain him in a kneeling position. Then the sleeping form of Burma was seated on a chair in front of him, her spread legs presenting her pussy merely inches from his face.

'You need teaching a lesson, Pat.' she smirked. 'You naughty Yankees always think you have the upper hand.' She went behind him and slipped a well lubricated hand between his legs and began massaging his balls form behind.

'Now I have the lower hand and I can't wait to see you eat humble pie.' she grinned. 'You see how my English has improved since we last met.'

She snaked her other hand around his waist and began very slowly to massage his cock, leaning slightly against his back and rubbing her silk enveloped breasts against him.

 

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Of all the women he'd known in the world (and he'd known many) only the Dragon Lady had this strange power over him. It wasn't the guards that were enforcing his servile obedience but merely the sound of her voice, the glow of her ivory skin against the sheen of silk, the smell of her....

"Oh gosh Pat what are you going to do to Burma?!"

The Professor froze and he felt DL's hands tense up on
his cock and gonads. They both looked over at Terry's cot, where the young man lay, looking at them with wide curious eyes while he masturbated furiously.

"Your ward has a schlong almost as big as yours Pat Ryan,"
The Dragon Lady whispered in his ear.
"Maybe I should help him out...what do you think? Would he like that?"

Pat gritted his teeth...
"Bitch!...leave the boy alone. He's never had a woman that wasn't made out of printers ink."

Her sultry midnight eyes met Terry's. He flushed and shifted into high gear. His penis disappered in a blur of stroking hands
She blew him a kiss.
"Slow down sweet boy there's pleanty of time."

"Oh Professor where are we...what's happening?"

Oh no!...BURMA!

The Oriental Succubus pressed a long nailed thumb into Pat's anus and her hand began to move again, slowly up and down his thick curving meat.
"Better go to work yankee flyboy. The fate of these two children rests with you."

Silently cursing her as a fiend from Hell and asking the Reverands forgiveness, Pat plunged his face between Burma's cream smooth thighs and began to tongue her clitoris with the swirling strokes his beautiful captor had taught him when last there paths had crossed...

 

[LadyMurasaki]

Dragon Lady

"Bitch!...leave the boy alone. He's never had a woman that wasn't made out of printers ink."

Her interest was perked, she looked at the cock in the boy's busy hand, mmmmm~mmmmm a nice after dinner treat or a tasty refreshing palette cleanser? Which would it be?

The young girl was wakening and the Dragon Lady thought she had better distract her before she began whining and screaming, rather have her screaming in pleasure or desire for release. She slipped her thumb into Pat's anus, forcing it a little, not even giving him the curtesy of a slow entry, feeling how the ring of his ass puckered in protest against her invasion. Her fingers were curled up and massaging his balls, rolling them around as if they were mahjong dice, her other hand stroking the whole length of his big, hard Yankee dick, sometimes giving the head a nasty little twisty pinch.

"Better go to work yankee flyboy. The fate of these two children rests with you."

She watched with interest how his tongue reluctantly came out and began licking and slurping at the girl's coral pink pussy. His cock hardened considerably, proving that he was more willing than he made out.

She felt herself getting so wet as she saw the girl's face go pink with shock and embarrassment, how the little rosebud nipples tightened and shot to attention.

She called a guard over and motioned him to remove her cheongsam, which he did, ripping it from her body without disturbing the motion of her hands. She squatted naked behind Pat, rubbing her tight breasts on the hot skin of his back, rolling her hips and pushing her ass back into the air behind her.

'Bring the boy where he can see my pussy more clearly,' she told the guard. Terry was dragged behind the Dragon Lady, where he could see the round, white moons of her ass, see her pink shaven pussy, now beginning to glisten with excitement. She wiggled her ass more, flashing her pussy at him, pushing her ass higher and higher in the air, all the time her hands moving, moving on Pat's cock and balls, her finger sliding in and out his ass, making little detours to rub his prostate gland every few thrusts.

Pat was now devouring the girl's pussy and Burma was beginning to moan, her eyes now squeezed shut, now wide open, staring with fascintaion at the tangle of bodies, the site of Pat's face buried in her fluffy pussy. She was gasping for breath and trying to push her pussy into his face, starting to sob with the pleasure of it all.

The Dragon Lady felt Terry spurt his first load of jism, it splashed across her buttocks, running down the crack of her ass. Good, she thought, it will make his first real fuck last longer. She motioned for the guard to take Terry round where he could squeeze Burma's little titties for her, as well as allow the Dragon Lady's mouth access to his. He tried to pull back but the burly guard with the gun forced his face towards hers and she began sucking his bottom lip, drawing it into her mouth, pushing her pointy pink tongue into his mouth. He was still excited and began to respond, at least he knew how to kiss, she smiled inwardly. His strong young hands were kneading and squeezing Burma's breasts and she was thrusting them outward.

The Dragon Lady began rubbing her mons on Pat's asscheeks, her hands sliding, penetrating, squeezing, her mouth eating Terry's her eyes devouring the scene of Burma being eaten by Pat, oh she wanted so much more.

 

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OOC...the scene cries out for the cartoonists talents. I can picture him at the drawing board facing this challenge!


IC...


Pat was dimly aware that a new player had entered the scene and had a suspician that young Terry had now been embroiled in the Dragon Ladies perverted melange.
He tried to draw back his face and protest but Burma would have none of it. Her tawny toned legs locked behind his back and her thighs squeezed tight against his head, thrusting her nipples up into Terry's inquisitive hands, she also thrust her smooth near virgin mons right into Pat's face...he couldn't say a word.

"Ummmmphhhhh" He managed to moan into Burma's opened passion petals and the warm exhilation sent the girl into a rush of arousal..
"OH GOD UNCLE PAT!"....
OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD....."

Burma was bucking wildly, Pat his hands still bound behind him swayed dangerously...only the Dragon Lady's thumb buried deep in his ass kept him from toppling over.
Burma's fingernails were digging trenches in his scalp.

Terry had never tasted anything as sweet as DL's luscious mouth.
He remembered jacking off and watching Pat kiss the Oriental Seductress while her two handmaids worked on his cock last year when they had been her prisoner on the Mystery Ship of Shanghai *.
He never dreamed that he'd be kissing her! Why she'd even let him cum all over her ass...and her pussy...oh my gosh!


Burma was out of control...Two hands kneeding her suacy boobs and fingers tweaking her rosebud nipples while Pat...Professor Ryan...her dream lover...devoured her hot little snatch!
She felt it coming...a towering wave about to break!

"ohgodohgodohgodOHGODOHGODOHGODOHHHHHHHHHHHHH..."

Curse you Dragon Lady!, Pat vowed as he felt a warm sheet of creamy spend suddenly flood into his mouth. Give me one fucking chance and I'll have you begging me for more...on your knees begging me...for...more.




*See Terry and the Mystery Ship of Shanghai Random House, 1937

 

[LadyMurasaki]

Dragon Lady

She watched with interest and pleasure as the virginal Burma began climax against Pat's industrious mouth, her face and breasts flushed the most delightful pink. It amused her to see how the girl instinctively pushed her her pussy into his face, how she wrapped those long creamy legs around Pat's torso, how she pushed her perky little breasts into Terry's gready, pinching hands.

As Burma began to climax, the Dragon Lady pursed her mouth around Burma's big toe, sucking it into her mouth, applying the rhythm she kept up on Pat's cock and in his tight Yankee ass, knowing that he would be mirroring the same rhythm with his mouth on Burma's little pink pussy, on her rosebud clit, knowing that this new sensation would heighten the pleasure for Burma, guaranteeing that she would always enjoy sex.

The Dragon Lady herself knew this was important, as she herself had not had that curtesy shown to her and she knew her own sexual perversions had been borne of this. Her need to humiliate and cause pain before she could derive pleasure was the result of being raped by a Chinese warlord.

She slipped her fingers from Pat's cock and withdew her thumb with a force that was almost violent, ripping a cry form his throat. She motioned to a woman guard to take Burma away to a comfortable room where she could rest and reflect on her initiation to fire.

Now the main course was ready. Pat was kneeling with a huge, tumescant erection, Terry had revived his and it was almost as large and turgid as Pat's.

Pat was still trussed like the Yankee turkey that he was and she left him kneeling there, she kicked the chair away and pushed Terry onto the floor. She crawled onto him, rubbing her lithe, white body against his sweaty muscular one. Felling his erection prod her stomach.

'I know you want me, sweet one. You want me as your first even though you know it will spoil you for the apple-pie girls back home.' She watched his face intently, seeing conflicting emotions in his eyes. His body straining as she lightly rubbed her shaven mons on his throbbing cock, as she ground her breasts into his chest. She licked his earlobes, whispering, 'If you want me you must beg, young cub.' Then she bit his earlobe, trailing a crimson nail along the line of his jaw and lightly across his lips.

Terry suddenly caught her finger in his mouth and began to lick and suck it, nipping it with his teeth. 'Ooooh, the cub can bite,' she grinned, begining to slide rher finger in and out of his mouth. Her mouth reached down for a hard brown nipple, licking, teasing and biting at it. Her raven hair cascading across Terry's body. She licked upwards and buried her mouth in his armpit, lashing her tongue into sensitive creases, sucking and drawing moaning sounds form the suckling mouth.

'Beg,' she whispered. 'Beg and you will reach Nirvana.' She laughed and lifted her lower body slightly so that his cock could slide against her wet pussy, slip against her clit, teasing herself on his throbbing glans and shaft.

'Please, oh Please, Lady fuck me.' Terry's voice was like sandpaper, rough with wanting. His hips trying to buck upward to plant his cock in her hot wetness. But she kept always just little out of reach.

With a flick of her head, the Dragon Lady ordered the gueards from the room. Behind them Pat's protests of sparing Terry had fallen silent and she knew that he would be rivetted on the scene before her. The door closed and now she was alone with pleasure.

Terry began sobbing and she softly brought her mouth down to his, making soft soothing noises. She kissed him tenderly as she slowly pushed her tight pussy down on his swollen cock. It seemed to enter her with wet little clicks, in stages filling her up. Knowing that she was his first brought out a tenderness she didn't want the guards to witness.

Slowly all of him was buried deep inside her. She kept very still, and then slowly began to ripple her inner muscles, sucking him with her pussy, clenching him with a spiral of pleasure. Her hips began to move softly, rubbing her smooth mons and clit against his heavy yankee bush of pubic hair. She brought his hands up to her breasts, showing him how to touch her, how to pleasure. Giving him a gift even as she took from him. His blue eyes were fixed on her almond shaped midnight eyes. His hands on her breasts soon picked up what she had shown him. And she let her own hands drop, one to his mouth and the other behind her to find his balls and slowly cup them and roll them around. Terry picked up her rhythm and the two if them began the oldest dance. The tempo picking up, the noises of their passion, the wet sounds of her pussy, their breathing.

She felt pussy grow hotter and wetter, now blossoming to feel the divine edge of his cock as it caught at her with the upward lift of her hips. She felt the womanly surrender coming on her as they began to race, to slam their groins together, all tenderness gone.

Just as she thought she would tumble, just as she was on the thresh-hold of fulfillment, two hard strong hands gripped her shoulders and she felt Pat's rough hairy chest slap up against her back, his cock thrusting at the soft moons of her ass.

'My turn to rock your boat, M'Lady.' He laughed into her hair as he placed a hand on her throat, bending her head back towards his shoulder.

 

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As soon as the Dragon Lady mounted his poor helpless ward, the Professor acted!

The oxlike guard, his hands fumbling in his pants, was distracted by the lascivious action taking place before his eyes, and didn't see Pat slipping out of the restraints that shackled his hands. Houdini had taught him the trick after he and Terry had saved the famous escape artist from certain death as his chained and locked coffin had tumbled from an aeroplane over the heads of horrified spectators in Central Park.

Once free of the bindings he used them as a garrote to choke the life from the yellow dog who was so busy jacking off he never saw Pat sneak up behind him.
As his huge body crumpled lifeless to the floor, The Professor realised there wasn't much time!
Terry was rocking and groaning under the ravenous grinding of the Dragon Lady's hips and thighs...a fine sheen of perspiration coated her sinuous back...the very air reeked of unbridled lust!
Pat Ryan's cock was aching with frustrated longing but his mind was set on vengence.

With a glance at the tattoo he himself had placed so painfully on her shoulder many years ago, he reached out and grabbed her throat yanking her back against the hardened muscles of his chest and his erection slid between the cheeks of her ass like a suasage in a bun.

She gasped and tensed up!
Terry nearly lost it when her cunt almost snapped his virgin rod in two!

"Okay Terry..I have her son....slip out...NOW!"

Her dagger like claws raked back against his cheeks as she clawed and twisted in his iron grip.

"Oh gosh....no...no Professor..I...I can't!...Oh m'GOD!"

"Watch your mouth boy!"
Pat suddenly felt her soften and slip like water through his hands. She was bending forward over the boys sweating body.
What was she doing?!...
What....

The diabolical seductress was rubbing her breasts on Terry's hairless chest and presenting her puckered anus to the broad tip of the Professor's throbbing cock!

He gulped...UNFAIR! This was to much! He was a sucker for anal sex and there it was..OH sweet jesus!

"Professor! I can't hold back...I CAN"T!!!!!"
Terry tensed tight and rammed hinmself as hard as he could into her shuddering pussy. A moan escaped her lips inspite of herself. The boy was big...a natural. He was filling her, stretching her tight...
She felt him shudder and new that she had him...she had him!
Now if only...

Pat pushed it home.
Slathering his rod with the viscuous secretions that were coating DL's sex with each deep thrust of Terry's young cock, he finally gave in...he might never have a chance at her ass again and he was gonna take it!

She felt the huge alien rod open her tight little hole and press relentlessly deep into her body!
Impossible that her narrow oriental hips could take both these fat yankee cocks at once yet it was happening...
They moved inside her like nnimals...big animals...
And amazingly they were in synch with each other...one in one out.

ONE INNNNNNNNNNNNNN...
ONE OUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
INNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
OUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

They were a team in more ways then one!
She managed a last coherant thought before her nails clawed blood from Terry's shoulder and she lost herself to senseless mindless passion...



OOC...hope you can answer this one before you leave Lady M!

 

[LadyMurasaki]

Dragon Lady

ooooh, the friction was sublime, the narrow sweetness between her ass and her pussy was being pushed and pulled with the alternate thrusts of the two big fat Yankee cocks. Her ass was bobbing with the rhythm of their pistoning. She ground her breasts against Terry's hard chest, rubbing her tight pink nipples on his skin, heating them on Terry's lust, on his hot skin.

A keening sound escaped from her mouth as she leant forward over Terry's open mouth, her raven hair slipping around them like a black waterfall. She softly brought her lips to his and began sucking on his lower lip, echoing the Professor's metronome thrusting in her ass, knowing that Terry too could feel the strokes of the other cock, maybe even feel the ridge of the cock head as it slid so close, just a thin wall of skin between.

Terry was panting, he had already come once and it seemed that he was ready. Her own climax was close and she pushed her mons into Terry's pubic hair, pushing for slight pain, her clit a swollen, throbbing nub of pleasure, so hot, almost melting.

DL knew this was Terry's first time and wanted him to remember her for all time so she held herself back until she felt the tell-tale pulsing of his cock, the hitching of his breath, the stiffening of his back, and then she let go. Her own orgasm pulsing, both her pussy and her tight little asshole clutching and spasming around the fat, hard cocks.

The Professor grabbed her shoulders and arched her up against his chest, making her pussy grab down on Terry's spurting cock.
He brought his lips close to her ear and as she felt her climax echo on and on around his pounding cock she heard him whisper harshly...........

 

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"Evil slut!...I'll make you pay for this!"
Pat's broad hands clutched her breasts and squeezed violently. His buttocks tightened like steel springs and he rammed his cock deep into her bowels! Rammed it so hard that she was lifted clear of Terry's prick just as it geysered hot semen six feet in the air, coating her belly with pearly strings of jism. Feeling the tell take drops splatter his fingers, Pat blew up, driving the impaled Dragon Lady forward with gut wrenching thrusts until she collapsed on Terry's panting chest, sliding on his slippery cum, her hips raised high to recieve The Professor's outraged onslaught up her ass...

"Take that! and That...and That!"

Each stroke was like a jackhammer spliting her in two. She thought for a moment she would IN FACT be split in two, to die in ecstacy impaled on Pat's giant, yankee cock.

He exploded!
Every particle of his being seemed to rush out...to cascade through his shuddering dick and spread in seering rivers through her gorgeous body. Again and again he sent rockets of vengeful seed into her tight hot fundament. She twitched and writhed like a captured butterfly on a needle as she absorbed the avalanche!

The three finally lay panting in a pile like a butterscotch cookie, white on the outside and caramel sweet in the middle.

"Ohhhhhhh...rough sex, I like it."
She said languidly.

Pat laughed,
"You havn't seen anything yet. We have you right where we want you now."
His cock twitched deep in her body, Terry's twitched hot and hard against her belly.
"The rest of your foul life will be spent back in a maximum security prison stateside...It's over Dragon Lady...all over."

He reluctantly disengaged and stood up only to confront Burma's wide and disbelieving eyes.
"WOW, uncle Pat. I didn't know you could do THAT!"

Flushing crimson, the Professor bent double, hiding his dripping cock and spun around only face the wicked 38 gauge hole in the end of the DL's pistol, which she was in the act of cocking back.

*Where did That come from!*

"Terry quick grab it...grab it!
NOOOOO! not that, the gun boy...the GUN!"

 

[LadyMurasaki]

Dragon Lady

Her whole body seemed to be in spasms of delight, caught in a sweaty, sticky pool of cum between Pat and Terry.

The rest of your foul life will be spent back in a maximum security prison stateside...It's over Dragon Lady...all over." gloated Pat. DL had to think fast and her hand snaked out to the silk throw cushion and felt around for her gun. She was sure Pat would notice but she heard the tell-tale snicker bare feet on stone, and there stood Burma, naked and flushed.

DL hadn't noticed her come back into the room, the girl must be more resourceful than she thought, getting away from her well trained guards. But rather than be shocked with what she had seen, Burma looked rather excited "WOW, uncle Pat. I didn't know you could do THAT!" she blurted. Pat spun round in shock and DL took the opportunity to grab the gun and aim it at Pat. When Terry tried to grab the gun from her (after mistakenly grabbing Burma in his frenzied state) DL gave him a sharp kick in his swinging Yankee balls and he curled up groaning on the floor.

DL lifted her other hand to her mouth and gave a sharp whistle Fan Lee, her faithful sidekick came running in, silk robes and pigtail flying. He grabbed Burma from behind, lifting a wickedly curved mongolian dagger to her pretty little throat.

DL turned to Pat and said, 'I think that puts an end to any languishing on my part. Try anything and the girl dies.'

Pat turned an interested shade of blue and DL pointed the gun towards a very strange looking chair, motioning for him to astride it. She pulled a lever on thhe high back and clamps shot out around his neck. She then turned the screws so that his neck was immobilized. She did the same with the mechanical restaints at his ankles. Taking some rope, DL bound his hands in a way that they covered his now limp cock, then she tied the ends of the rope under the chair where he could not reach the knots.

Oh, how she loved this chop and change of power, one minute he was hers, then she his, and now back full circle. She turned to Fan Lee and said 'Tie the pretty one to the table and let the Professor watch you give her the delight of the blade.' Fan Lee grinned and bowed, leading the now kicking and squealing Burma to the long table and securing her tightly.

Fan Lee began running a pair of Mongolian blades along her forearms and it was clear to see how the tiny blonde hairs fell away, leaving the skin smooth and hairless.

'Don't move or struggle my pretty one,' he smiled. 'The blade is sharp and your skin is soft and I don't plan to stop until there is only the pretty hair on your head left.'

Goosebumps stood out on Burma's skin and as the sparkling blades made their lazy way up her arms and towards her breast, her nipples began to pucker and strain upward.

DL glanced at Pat and saw that his Yankee cock was now poking its head out between his bound hands.... 'mmmm,' she thought, 'I wonder how long before his fingers begin to itch.'

She looked down to see how Terry was doing and was shocked to see that the boy had disappeared. Rage rose within her, she grabbed her black kimono and motioning to Fan Lee to continue, she ran out of the chamber in search of the blasted Yankee pup.

 

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"Burma be Brave!...These monsters can't hurt us as long as we stick together!"
Pat's cock was now sticking eagerly between his hands and he was fighting off an indecent urge to squeeze it.

"I'm...I'm, not exactly being hurt Uncle Pat."
She giggled.
"It tickles!"

The curved wicked blade was now shaving off the fine down that tufted Burma's sweetly swelling mons. Fan Lee was blowing it away in tiny gossamer clouds and laughing delightedly.

"Get your heathen lips away from my nieces precious little honey pot! Don't think for one minute you can slip your vipers tongue between those soft dewy lips and taste the nectre within!...Keep those wicked long prehensile fingers on your knife MonkeyMan and not sliding into her tight warm clenching sheath of love!"

"Sheath of love!!! " Burma gasped, "Oh come on Uncle Pat...just say cunt."
Pat blushed. Where did she learn such language!
His fingers gripped his straining rod and began to play it like a piccolo.

In the hall Tery passed the two guards who had taken Burma out of the torture chamber. They were both snoozing in a cloud of opium smoke, their wilted weenies covered with pearly juices.
He bent close and sniffed...yep Burma all right. That girl could fuck her way through the Southern Cal football squad twice and had in fact done it! (she'd shown him the pictures.)
He flushed at the memory and then scurried into a conveniant closet as an armed and dangerous Dragon Lady , black kimono opened wide revealing a body to die for, plowed through the fumes with a look on her face that chilled his heart and stiffened his staff at the same time.

He couldn't help himself. With a wild cry he burst from the closet and sent her sprawling!

 

[LadyMurasaki]

Dragon Lady

Terry came hurtling out of nowhere and sent her sprawling on the hard stone floor. She brought the gun up sharply and was about to pull the trigger when she realized that the boy's intent was not to harm. She softened her body against his and brought her lips close to his ear.

Was it good for you, young cub? she asked and Terry moaned against her neck. She pulled her head back, looking into his eyes, Remember when I taught you to dance? she asked. Terry nodded. Would you like me to teach you how to pleasure a woman? How to drive me as mad as I drive you?

In answer, Terry grabbed her tight to his smooth hard chest and made crooning noises of want. DL moved to get them both upright and led Terry to a quiet room. The lamps were low and many cushions were scattered on a raised kong. She led him there and they lay back, Terry waiting almost submissively for her to begin to teach him.

DL reached out and rang a tiny bell and a young chinese girl entered the room. This is Ling Mei, watch her as she pleasures me. You may not touch her but you can touch me in the same way as she does.

Terry's eyes grew round as he watched Ling Mei begin to stroke DL's hair, to slide her dainty hands along the line of her neck, he reached out and allowed his own hand to mirror the movements. He felt a small quickening as DL closed her eyes and surrendered to their touch.

Back in the stone room, Fan Lee was enjoying himself immensely. Obviously the big Yankee thought this girl was pure and innocent, but her body told another story. Her pussy was oozing the sweetest smelling juices and her felt her body strain to meet the blade, its touch exciting her but the fear of it making her lie still. Her breathing was quickening and at the point where leg met groin, Fan Lee could see a pulse peat, almost as fast as a sparrow's heart. The blades slid on the pearly skin, so smoothly, the girl parting her legs to allow him to shave around her labia, her own hands reaching down to spread and stretch them, to show her jade gate. The lips so pink, desire running like honey. And the big Yankee shocked and watching, his hands sliding on his own yang... ah yes life was good.

 

[ariosto]

Pat finally gave up trying to avert his eyes. It was no use and perhaps knowing that he was in a sense 'with' her...he was frigging the hell out of his cock afterall...would give her strength in this hour of travail and outrage.
She had even begun to smile to cover up the shame.
What a trooper she was. He'd never expected Burma, poor innocent Burma, to bear up this way.

God that chinaman was good!
Compared to his own blundering attempts at pussy shaving this man was an artist. He vowed to inflict a like vengence on the diabolical Dragon Lady as soon as he had the chance!

Fan Lee finally laid the blade aside and took a small brass bottle from the depths of his robes, unstoppered it and began spreading a soothing, aromatic unguent on the delicate flesh he'd just exposed. His long fingers worked the balm thoroughgly into the petals and folds of Burma's pink sex, always making sure he knelt at an angle to give Pat a good view.

Finally he stood back and nodded in approval. Burma lay panting, her small breasts thrusting upwards, her entire body aglow with arousal...
The diabolical minion of evil then turned to Pat and stuck out his tongue.
Pat gasped!
Burma gasped!
FanLee's tongue was a good eight inches long...and split!
Split right down the middle like a snakes!

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In the tiny room where Terry had been taken, the lesson continued. Ling Mei's porcelian hands were caressing every inch of the Dragon Ladies sinuously beautiful body with delicate intensity. From the graceful arch of neck and throat they traveled down across her breasts, pausing there to glide in tightening arabesques around the rosey tips.
Young Terry was doing his best to emulate the dovelike movements of the girl, but his testosterone level was reaching volcanic proportions. Lightly touching the coraled peaks with his fingertips and gently moving them was an agony!
Ming Lei was smiling in approval but all he could think about was squeezing those tempting orbs in both hands and swallowing them whole!

 

[ariosto]

Help Wanted!

Would any one like to assume the role of the DragonLady/Burma/?
This tale was started as a thread for myself and Lady Murasaki, who sadly went missing 8 months ago. Take a moment to look at the story and if you are interested please PM me.
Thanks...
Ariosto

 

[Destiny]

The Dragon Lady will now be played by ME!

Burma’s body was so attuned to the blade running along her form that when it stopped she almost pouted, it was the most sensual thing she had ever felt and now that she was completely naked her hands slid up and along her stomach and back along her hips a soft moan escaping her lips as she writhes on the bench. Fan Lee liked what he had done to the Yankee girl and was now leaning in and tickling her thighs and her labia with its tips as he growled slightly. “You like what I do to you…” he smirked and Burma writhed on the table unable to get away from the China man’s tongue. Her head turned to the side and she looked at her uncle Pat there stroking his cock and she closed her eyes only to reopen then and chew on her lower lip. The China man was enjoying himself as he began the slow long licks up and down the now shaved clean pussy before him. Her hips rose and fell in a delicious dance of wanting more.

Burma’s hands clenched on the side of the table she was on and as she moaned again her hips lifted up off the table and she kicked at Fan Lee’s jaw sending him crashing against the wall and knocking him out. The guard that had been attending now in his own opium haze hadn’t see or noticed anything. She quickly jumps off of the table and moves to her Uncle’s side her breast rubbing along his chest as she tries to figure out the locking mechanism around his neck. Her young slick pussy rubbing along his thick cock as she whispers,”come on Uncle Pat we have to go find Terry.”

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Meanwhile back in the Dragon Lady’s bedroom. Mei Ling was slapping at Terry’s hand as he squeezed too hard and she then took his hands and made him caress the Lady slowly. Then she moved his hands sensuously down along the body of the woman who was his captor. A soft moan escaped the DL’s lips as she feels Terry young unstudied hands moving along her body and she whispers,”Ah yes Yankee learn fast.” Her hips writhe and wriggle on the bed as she looks up at the young man and she grins,”Mei Ling teach him to lick me properly or I will beat you.” Mei Ling nods a bit and she leans in and licks Terry’s arm as she whispers.” Lean in and do long licks along her labia and suck just the tip into your mouth for a moment… make her pant and moan for it.”

 

[ariosto]

"Wait a minute Burma!"
Pat gasps, thrusting his tortured tool into his nieces, slick, shaved and oiled cunnie while she struggles with the iron cuffs behind his back, her pert young breasts by neccesity pressing against his lips.
As he tries apologeticaly to explain his ferocious need for release,
his mouth fills with succulent young tit, his tongue involuntarily playing across the stiffening rosebud with each attempted word!

"Hush Unkie, I understand...Now if I can just get a little closer...."She scrunches down on him.

"mmmmmph", he mutters around her straining nips, never would he sell this girl short as another flighty Harlowe lookalike and jitterbug queen again!
Her attempts to reach the retraints are forcing her to ride his rigid pole, squeezing it tightly for balance and her fingers can't help brushing his ass in a most stimulating way...
Not her fault of course of course, he thinks as he thrusts up and tilts back to aid her in her tense travail...

"It's rusty Uncle Pat", she exclaims, her tongue unavoidably thrust in his ear. "If only I had some thick warm oil to grease it open with...."

In the meantime....


Terry perches between between the Dragon Lady's long smooth ivory legs, doing his best to follow Mei Ling's directions.
The girl is now kneeling on the bench, her own thighs on each side of her mistress' shapely body, leaning far over, her shaven slit, aromatic with scented unguents recieving tantalizing caresses from the tip of DL's tongue.

"Here Yankee, let me help you."
Theres a catch in her voice, she seems distracted somehow.
Young Terry watches as the girls delicate fingers, part the smooth deep cleft of DL's plump and perfect mons, to reveal two slick damp lips and a tiny pearl atop them.
"There," Mei Ling gasps, her own petals now being exquisitely caressed.
"There, now boy, you kiss them and lick them with your long yankee tongue...okay."

 

[Destiny]

DL was busy licking the sweet juicy clit of the teaching Meiling as she knelt over her face. Her legs parted to let meiling teach Terry how to lick along her pearly little gate of pleasure. DL's fingers stroked along Mei Ling's thighs and she chuckles soflty,"If you do it well enough Terry boy I will even let you fuck me with that large Yankee's cock." She urged him on as she continued to stroke and play along Mei Ling's thighs.

Mei Ling gasped aloud as she felt the nails slide along her thighs and her mistresses hot breath and tongue along her little cunny lips. "oh you be so good at that Mistress. Mei Ling show Yankee boy how to do it that good too..."


Dl Chuckled again and slides one long manicured finger into the ass of the asian girl as she continued to lick and play with the juicy snatch in her face.

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"It's rusty Uncle Pat", she exclaims, her tongue unavoidably thrust in his ear. "If only I had some thick warm oil to grease it open with...."

She wiggles and pulls on the metal and in turn wiggles her hisp down onto the throbbing pole of her uncles. She is tight and slick with her juices, the china man having made her all hot. "oh Uncle Pat! I think I know what I can use." With that she sits down onto the pole thrust so eagerly up into her legs..."tell me when you are gonna come uncle." She smiles happily at her idea and begins to bounce up and down on the long shaft so pleasantly dipping into her hot snatch now.

 

[ariosto]

Pat was attempting to and suceeding in trying to forget that this was the little freckle faced girl in pigtails that he used to bounce on his knee, now bouncing on his aching cock!
My God she was tight!
Fan Lee may have greased the gate, but the passage was close as a hot rubber glove and ohhhhhhhhhh LORD! but the kid could move it!

"Mmmmrrphhh..mmmph"
He mumbled from his breast filled mouth...

"Whats that Uncle Pat?...what did you say?"
Burma pulled back, her upthrust hooters, saucy as hell and reddened with arousal, brushing across his stubbled cheeks.
She also clenched tight as a socket wrench on his spasiming rod as she did so...

"I'M CUUUUUUUUMMMMMIINNNNNGGGGGGGG!"
He gasped! and she felt the first, eruption of scalding jism rocket into her sweet young cunnie.

In a flash she was off him and kneeling between his thighs, one pretty hand pumping furiously and the other collecting the copious outpourings of Pat Ryan's geysering cock.


In the meantime....

Mei Ling, now being tongued in the vagina and fingered in the ass was having a hard time keeping her oriental 'cool'. Unseemly perspiration in fact was forming on her brow that she wished to wipe off but her hands were engaged in spreading the Dragon Ladies charms wide open for the young Yankee aviator's education.

"What's this?" he said, pinching the tiny glistening nub of DL's clit in his fingers.
He saw the yellow vixens thighs tighten and tremble in response when he did it. What he didn't see was the evil woman's taloned nails doing the same thing to poor Mei Ling!

"It's..it's the divine center of a Lady's celestial....rapture!"
The girl cried out. Sweat now dripped from the delightful rosy tips of her small breasts and fell like raindrops on the Dragon Ladies ivory thighs...

 

[Destiny]

Burma quickly slid all the cum along her hand cuppingthe greasy mess along her hands as she lifted her arms up over her uncles head and she drops it onto the locking mechanism to finally jiggle it free. She smiles in triumphant and quickly hugs her uncles face into her bountiful bosom and she squeals,"We did it!" Finally kneeling she undoes the rest of the locks and looks up at her uncle as she smiles," Are you ready now uncle Pat?" Her eyes shining with lust as she looks up at the man before her.


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DL's body is responding to the fumbling attempts of Terry and she growls her aproval as she pinches at Mei Ling's button of pleasure. Her legs spread a bit wider exposing her hole of lust to the eager eyes of Terry and Mei Ling. Her hips thrusting up slightly with each tender stroke of her sex.

Her voice gasps out as she moves,"Show him Mei ling now. Show him how to lick the right way." Her voice is a throaty purr and she is writhing benath the caressing touches and licks that are administered.

 

[ariosto]

Pat recognizing the look in Burma's hungry eyes, flushes crimson at the thought of the nearly incestuous act he's just performed with his young niece...
"No time for that now girl....we have to find Terry.
Lord knows what kind of odious and perverted deeds are being perpetrated on him by that vile degenerate bitch!"

Somewhat reluctantly, the young woman follows her Uncle to the door, her eyes glued to the rippling muscles on his back and the tight hard buns beneath them.
Stepping over the still prostate form of Fan Lee, she spies some objects that have rolled out from his voluminous silkin robes...

"Unky wait..."
She whispers kneeling down and picking them up.
"I know what this is," she says holding up an extraordinarily life like ten inch cock made of translucent green jade.
"But what are these?"
In her palm she holds two gleaming gold balls the size of marble 'shooters', covered in a fine tracery of engraved erotic scenes...

Pat bends down to look closely and doesn't see the karate chop coming.
He crumples senseless at Burma's feet and a suddenly revived chinaman stands smiling over both of them.

"Those ben wa beads little missy, an' old fan Lee gonna show you how they work...."


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There was barely room for Terry and Mei Ling's faces between the Dragon Ladies tattooed thighs, and in the hot moist confines, their dancing tongues found each others as much as they furrowed in DL's inviting pleasure holes...

"Enough!" the Oriental Witch called in aroused frustration.
"Fuck me now you Yankee Piglet!"

Mei Ling lept away, well aware that in her present state the mistress was not to be crossed in any way.

Terry kneeling still between legs, stood up more slowly, his cock throbbing in his hands and Dragon Lady joy juice coating his lips.

A tense moment passed and finally with a little cry of alarm, Mei Ling threw herself on his back, toppling them both onto the evil woman's hungry body...."You must take her now Terry...take her...or die." She whispered.
He felt his prick slide into the glove like passage of the Empress of Vice's ravenous cunt. His hands found a purchase on her magnificent tits, and he was soon thrusting in and out like a jackhammer on overdrive.

 

[Destiny]

Burma blinks her eyes going wide as she sees her uncle fall before her like a fried mullet on a grill. The chinaman moves to rise up on his feet and as she begins to move away he grips her wrists and says,"oh no missy slut.....you fin lee's for now."

He struggle with her back to the table and tied her down this time and licks his lips his snake tongue sliding along his lips now as he has her where he can do as he pleases. His hands slid the benwa balls along her clit and press in as he smirks,"Missy gonna get fucked now. Pulling out a tube jar he unseals the lid and dips the benwa balls into the jar and then moves them toward her anus and he giggles like a little girl as he shoves one then the other into the writhing girl's ass.

He looks at his handy work as he smirks and then grips the jade dildo and moves up onto the table over Burma's head,"now Yankee slut suck on Finlee while he fuck her like a bitch on tin roof. " Before the girl could do anymore then gasps her lips were wrapped around the shaft of a cock thrusting into her mouth and the feeling of the jade phallus filled her as well sending a moan along her lips.

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Meanwhile...........

The Dragon Lady was being ramrodded with the very impressive dick of the young Terry. Her eyes closed as she slid her long nails along his chest and gripped both his nipples hard and pinched them tightly. " I think we will pierce these, what say you Mei ling?" Mei ling merely nodded and went to get the equipment to pierce poor terry's nipples.

Terry rammed his cock up into the slickly juiced up hole of the with beneath his hips. Her reached down and followed suit with her rubbing and tugging at her hard little nubs and he smirked,"We will pierce each other then."

 

[ariosto]

Fan lee's penis wasn't the biggest in the world and he knew it. So he'd become an expert in the use of dildo's and other marital aides.
The device he was now working slowly into Burma's shaven pussy was a handcarved black ebony cock, deeply carved with longtailed dragons that looked like veins along the curving shaft.
Two and a half inches in diameter and ten inches long, it was a fine piece of work but he was having trouble getting it into the girl's tight pussy...
Maybe if he used his tongue as well...

Burma had sucked bigger cocks than this when she was in 8th grade!...No thrill there.
The big black dildo was hurting her and even the chinaman's tongue didn't seem to be loosening her up a bit.
The ben wa balls in her ass were interesting though...that was something new at least.

Pat looked up grogily, his head spinning. FanLee had Burma on the table, doing outrageous things to her.
Wait! hadn't they just done this scene before?

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Had he just said that!
He Terry Andrews, who until this morning had never done more than hold hands with a girl..HE was going to pierce the Dragon Ladies nipples!
The thought almost made him lose his erection...but not quite.

DL reached up and pulled his face down into her full ripe breasts.
'You suck Yankee Boy...suck and fuck, then we play bad games..okay?"

Badgames badgamnes..oh yes. But what had they already been doing?

 

[Destiny]

Burma's thighs were spread wide and the Jade dildo was very big as she felt it pushing into her body her eyes squeezed shut and a soft whimper of pain slid past her lips around the Chinaman's cock. She struggled some now as she tried to lift her arms from the table the restraints holding her tight. the Balls in her tight ass were moving around rubbing and she moaned and whimpered at the same time at the unusual sensation and the ever pushing phallic object.

Suddenly she bit onto the cock of Fan lee and a yelp of pain came from his mouth that sounded more animal then human and all movement by him stopped as his body registered the pain. Burma lay poised completely still now on the table as she waited to see what would happen next.


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Meanwhile....

the Dragon lady grinned as she looked up at Terry and shook her head,"Fuck me Yankee boy you uncre do much bettah then ever you can." She dug her nails into his tight ass and she egged him on with comments about his uncle as she giggled and squeezed her vaginal muscles around his shaft. "I think you need resson in how to fuck Yankee boy. Mei Ring you get out the anal dirdo for the Yankee boy's ass. We teach him how to fuck like good stud."