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Sarah Weintraub/M!Courier, Anal
(Anonymous) 2012-02-24 02:58 am (UTC)(link)Re: Sarah Weintraub/M!Courier, Anal
(Anonymous) 2012-02-26 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)My vault runs deep and wide.
(Anonymous) 2015-06-17 11:17 am (UTC)(link)Summary: Sarah's vault gets filled by Lanius
Kinks: dub-con, one-sided incestuous relationship, non-con voyeurism, masturbation, anal, size.
Vault 21 was a hotel. That was its official line.
Known only to a select few, it was a brothel, where certain of the female “guests” could be hired. If Sarah Weintraub, the madam, liked the look of you enough, you could even hire her.
Known to even fewer people, specifically three, was that Sarah, her brother Michaelangelo and his girlfriend ran a nifty line in blackmail. There were hidden cameras secreted all around Sarah’s entertaining chamber, where Michaelangelo would live edit film sequences of sexual high-jinx between Sarah and her select customers, intended to turn into high profits. The girlfriend would then arrange the sting. Customers who could not be blackmailed still often paid well to buy the films – to keep and watch, over and over again. Sarah herself was into it for more than just money. She liked to entertain interesting men, and she loved getting fucked.
But only Michaelangelo knew that he was into it for more than just money. His interest had darkened into something he himself did not understand. At first, he was mildly disturbed to find he liked to watch Sarah doing it with her marks. After a while though, he stopped thinking of it in that way, and started to get more serious about it. He put high-res cameras in places where he could get very good close-ups. Sarah unwittingly played along, arranging herself into positions where she knew the angle would be good, and the sale value high.
Sarah didn’t know there were also cameras in her private room, where she slept and customers were not allowed, and up in the gift shop, where she spent part of her day acting as receptionist. The girlfriend vaguely knew about them, but Michaelangelo told her they were for Sarah’s safety, and she didn’t query it. It didn’t even cross her mind that her boyfriend could have an unhealthy interest in his sister.
Not that Sarah wasn’t attractive. She was stunningly beautiful. Her eyes glowed with an inner light and her honey-blonde hair looked as luxurious as it felt to touch. With women she was friendly and cheerful. With the right men, her manner was something else, something coy, enticing, irresistible. It helped that she was built like a goddess too, all protruding breasts and swaying hips and not much in between.
Between her legs though... that was another matter. She kept her slit shaven, for maximum viewing pleasure. She could accommodate any size of cock and make its owner feel like a king. She could squeeze so tight she could just about make men cum on demand – and sometimes did, when she tiring of their company and felt enough compromising footage had been obtained. Her body was lithe and extremely flexible, and she could do acrobatic tricks for men who liked that sort of thing. If they paid extra, of course.
Her best trick was being able to convince her customers that it was all real. Oh honey your cock is too large, I don’t think I can take it in, and then when it miraculously crammed in she was truly crying with the pain and sheer bliss of it. She never wanted them to stop fucking her. Her moaning and clenching was caused by genuine orgasm, certainly the most incredible she’d ever experienced. Yes, they lapped it all up.
Michaelangelo knew it was an act, but that didn’t stop him getting as excited as her customers when she opened her legs. He would zoom in on her slit, watch intently as she rubbed gel onto it to make it slippery and ready for pummelling. His cock would grow so hard when he saw her slip a finger inside herself. He would close up on the mark’s cock pushing at her pink opening, and hold his breath as it slid in. Sarah would tell them to go slow, because this was the money shot.
My vault runs deep and wide 1b/1
(Anonymous) 2015-06-17 11:19 am (UTC)(link)Watching Sarah getting soundly fucked, Michaelangelo would jerk off furiously, panting and sweating, never tearing his eyes from the screen, only stopping to sometimes adjust the angle or the zoom.
Alone in her room, Sarah would sometimes masturbate, and he watched that too. One night, while watching her plunging her fingers into herself, he came so hard he felt like he might faint. He lay back on his bed and closed his eyes for a moment. When he sat up and opened them again, Sarah was on her hands and knees, the open jar of gel next to her on the nightstand. Her hand was slick with it, and she was rubbing her ass. Michaelangelo watched, mesmerised, as she slowly but confidently inserted a finger, then another. The two fingers slid deep inside her, to the knuckle. Sarah was moaning softly to herself.
Michaelangelo’s eyes were glued to the screen as Sarah widened her thighs on the bed, pulled her asscheeks apart with one hand and with the other, slowly and deliberately fucked her own ass, using three gel-slicked fingers, then four.
She didn’t often let customers fuck her ass. Michaelangelo hadn’t known till now that she was even into it. But she plainly was, as the look of visceral pleasure on her face proved.
He decided to ask her the next day, by email as that was how they mainly communicated, if she would be willing to let customers do extra things to her, for extra payment. He wouldn’t mention ass-sex specifically, as he didn’t want her to know he had a camera in her private room. And had just seen her doing something that would be burned into his retinas, and making his cock hard, for the rest of his life.
He never sent that email, however, as that was the night the Legion attacked New Vegas.
The next day everything seemed sort-of the same, except that the city was adorned with red flags draped from buildings, and the corpses of NCR officers on makeshift crucifixes.
They came to Michaelangelo’s place, decided he was not of interest, and left him alone. Then they went to Vault 21.
My vault runs deep and wide. 1c/1
(Anonymous) 2015-06-17 11:21 am (UTC)(link)“May I help you?” asked Sarah. She blew a bubble to show she wasn’t intimidated by this rude man.
“Sarah Weintraub, is it?” the man said.
“The one and only.” Pop! went Sarah’s gum.
“Do you know who I am?”
“I’m guessing you’re the boss of these redshirts?” Pop!
“I am Caesar. When you address me you will call me Sire.”
“Sure thing, toots,” said Sarah playfully.
Caesar was unamused. “I hear you are a high-priced whore,” he said sourly. “Very well. You may remain in this building, offering the services you offer, but now you offer them to my officers, and they don’t pay.”
Now it was Sarah’s turn to be unamused. “Look fella, I don’t just fuck anyone, and I don’t fuck for free neither.”
“You will have no need for money, as you will be provided food, as will everyone in the city. That is how it will be, from now on. Your work is to fuck my men. You work, and you eat. You don’t work, you don’t eat.”
“Uh huh. And what if I say no?”
Caesar sniggered. “What you say is immaterial. Now get to work. Your first customer is on his way.” Caesar said something in Latin to one of his guards, who saluted and left the building, soon returning with another man. Man was hardly the word for the creation who entered the vault. He was a giant, seven feet tall, and made of muscle. He wore a shiny steel breastplate smeared with blood, and a steel mask, behind which his eyes were terrifying. The other men in the room looked like children standing next to him.
Sarah, stunned, didn’t move.
“I said get to fucking work,” Caesar said, his tone menacing.
Lanius, the man behind the mask, stepped forward and with one hand unbuckled the leather garment around his waist. It dropped to the floor, revealing a cock that, even flaccid, was the best part of a foot long.
In his room, Michaelangelo watched with mixed fear and excitement. He didn’t want Sarah hurt – but he couldn’t wait to see this monster of a cock enter her.
The gargantuan man spoke. “Turn around.” His voice was so deep, Sarah had never heard anything like it. She obeyed as though in a trance.
He pushed her down over the reception desk, and pulled her skirt up and over her rump, exposing racey black lace knickers. One enormous finger pulled them down around her thighs, and they slid to the floor.
Sarah knew she was about to get fucked like she had never been fucked before. By the biggest cock, by far, that she had ever seen (if you didn’t include the ones on super-mutants, which she’d always kinda wanted to try if truth be told), and in front of a group of handsome, muscular, armed men, all watching closely. She felt herself getting wet. These other men would probably be her customers, from now on. She got wetter. She would ride this humungous cock not just now, but many times, maybe every day. Her clit started to throb.
The large fingers were spreading her asscheeks. The humungous cock was hard now, and pressing at her excited cunt.
Suddenly she was terrified. Hard, he was even more enormous. He was going to tear her in half. “Wait! Stop!” she cried. “In that drawer! Open it, give me the jar,” she pleaded to the nearest guard. He took out a jar of gel, looked at it, and handed it to her. Sarah quickly opened it and reached back to smear its protective slipperiness on her slit, letting some get on her ass for good measure.
The gargantuan cock pushed until the head was inside her. The men all leant forward, all eyes glued on the intersection between mammoth cock and tight cunt. There was still so much left to push in. The giant applied pressure, and his hardened flesh was slowly swallowed into her.
Michaelangelo was jerking himself so hard now that any more friction would start a fire.
My vault runs deep and wide. 1d/1
(Anonymous) 2015-06-17 11:22 am (UTC)(link)“This is a pretty good show. I think we’ll have this as a regular feature on our calendar,” Caesar was saying.
Lanius fucked her harder, till his cock could fit fully inside her and his balls slapped her. She could feel an orgasm begin to swell from deep inside. Before it could get any further, though, he abruptly pulled out.
Get back inside her! Michaelangelo silently shouted.
“Get back inside me,” Sarah begged, wanting that orgasm desperately.
“Patience, pretty one,” the deep voice rumbled.
His hands pressed her asscheeks wide apart, and his cock, slick with the gel and her flowing juices, pushed again, this time at her second entrance.
Michaelangelo zoomed in as close as he could get, till Sarah’s ass was life-size on his screen. He knelt close and pushed his leaking cock onto the screen, right at Sarah’s asshole. As Lanius forced his cock in, making Sarah whimper pitifully, Michaelangelo imagined it was his cock sliding into that tight hole.
Lanius was half in. He let her adjust to his size for a moment, then pushed a few inches further in, earning another whimper from her.
“Do you like having your ass fucked?” he asked in a low voice. The remaining inches moved slowly in, his throbbing manmeat pushing so hard against Sarah’s interior walls she felt dizzy with pleasure. He was stretching her wider that even she knew was possible.
“Uh, yes, oh that’s it baby, fuck me just like that,” moaned Sarah, no longer caring who was watching or how this had started.
“Like this?” asked Lanius, thrusting a little harder into her now.
“Oh god yes! Harder! Fuck me FUCK ME!” yelled Sarah, trying to get that orgasm back.
Once she was stretched and accustomed to him inside her, he started to move faster, in and out, rocking his hips against hers, increasing speed incrementally so as not to injure her. It was clear he knew exactly what he was doing.
“You like having your ass stretched wide, don’t you, my pretty?” he crooned.
“Yes! Oh oh oh come on, that’s it, that’s it,” Sarah wailed. It was within reach now, if he just kept fucking her this hard, this deep. “Give it to me!”
“I think she understands what the Legion has to offer her now,” Caesar chuckled behind her. “Do you? Come on, speak up, girl!”
“Fuck yes!” Sarah yelled, not caring how she sounded. “Yes, yes, YES!” Waves of pleasure washed over her. “Aaaahhh!” she moaned, orgasm making her legs shake and her knees buckle.
Michaelangelo let his cum splash all over the screen, as though covering her skin.
Lanius wasn’t finished. He lifted her up, put her on her back on the desk and pounded into her ass, to the cheers of the men, till he filled her with cum. Then he pulled out, and nonchalantly resecured his armour.
Sarah got unsteadily to her feet, and straightened her skirt. Hot cum ran down her thighs.
“You have pleased me. I will see you again,” Lanius said, and strode out.
Sarah breathed hard. Getting fucked into a puddle by Lanius was definitely work, but of a kind she could appreciate.
“Well well. Looked like you enjoyed yourself there after all,” said Caesar sardonically. “Ready for more work?”
Michaelangelo wiped down his screen, thoroughly, so it was crystal clear.
“Gimme a couple hours to recover,” bargained Sarah.
“Very well.” Caesar turned to leave.
“And get someone to bring me some gecko sandwich!” she yelled to his retreating back.
Re: My vault runs deep and wide. 1d/1
(Anonymous) 2015-06-18 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)Re: My vault runs deep and wide. 1d/1
(Anonymous) 2016-01-06 03:08 am (UTC)(link)