[Fiction] The Dolls' House

[NKat68]

It's official... I love you you're my favorite author on here.

[chocolatedispenser]

Agreed!! you are epic!!

[jklivin]

Excellence in the making

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Let's just hope it doesn't all go tits up from here then!

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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Tim finished his session with Kirsty and removed his condom.

Amy saw that there was plenty of semen in it. She had plans for all that later. She watched as Tim put the used condom on the table and Kirsty’s third choice of partner, Luke, Stripped off.

Luke, being in the same year group as the girls at school looked a bit embarrassed at having to strip off in front of them but he was cheered on by his brother.

Amy realised that Luke and Kirsty would have to face each other at school every day and that might be even more humiliating for Kirsty. She had one more trick up her sleeve, though.

As Luke was about to enter Kirsty, with his condom-covered penis, Kirsty closed her eyes in anticipation.

“Yay,” Liam called out as Luke’s penis started to disappear into Kirsty’s crack, “My brother’s no longer a virgin.”

Amy looked at Becky, who was grimacing.

Amy knew that Bex had a thing for Luke and that she would be devastated watching her crush fucking her best friend. Amy slipped her phone from her jeans pocket and, while everyone was busy watching the spectacle taking place in front of them, she snapped a few pictures of Kirsty and Luke in coitus. She slipped the phone back in her pocket, unnoticed by anyone else.

Within seconds of entering Kirsty, Luke groaned and shot his load. He looked disappointed but Kirsty looked relieved. Luke reluctantly withdrew from Kirsty and shuffled off the bed.

“Condom?” Amy held out her hand.

“Oh, yeah.” Luke’s penis had almost reverted back to its flaccid state and the condom hung miserably. Luke pulled off the sheath and offered it to Amy.

Amy decided not to touch it and pointed at the table.

Luke followed her directions and placed the used condom beside the other two.

Chris was already prepped. While Luke was getting his end away, Chris had stripped off, taken a condom from the pack and had rolled it onto his erection. He climbed up onto the bed and guided his cock into Kirsty’s well-fucked cunt.

Kirsty had closed her eyes again and Amy took the opportunity to get a few more pictures of her being serviced. She waited until everyone was focussed on the coital action and then took her chance. She could use the pictures to either humiliate or, better still, blackmail Kirsty if needed.

Chris came inside Kirsty and withdrew from her. He removed the condom before getting off the bed and put the condom on the table. He quickly dressed again.

Kirsty lay on the bed, either expecting another service or too exhausted to move. She finally swung her legs off the bed and sat up. Everyone except Tim, who had to remain naked, were fully dressed. Kirsty slipped on her skirt and top and gave Amy a deadly stare. She then exchanged glances with Becky. “Okay, Bex,” she said, “Truth or dare?”

“It has to be truth, I’m afraid,” Becky said.

“How did you feel when Luke fucked me?” Kirsty asked. She got up off the bed and stared out of the window as if she didn’t want to see Becky’s face.

“Devastated,” Becky said, looking at Luke. “I wanted to be his first.”

“I’m sorry,” Kirsty said, still staring out of the window.

“Me too.” Luke put his arm round Becky.

Kirsty turned to face the others. “Your go, Bex.”

“Amy, truth or dare?” Becky had a tear in her eye as she said it.

“Truth,” Amy said.

“Are you happy?” Becky said, bluntly.

“Is that the question?” Amy asked.

“Yeah,” Becky said, “That’s my question. Are you happy with yourself?”

“I think so,” Amy said. Amy considered the pictures on her phone. She was more than happy with that.

“Thought so,” Becky said.

“Chris,” Amy said, “Truth or dare?”

“Er... dare?”

“I dare you to...” The ring on Amy’s pinkie finger started to tighten slightly, making it uncomfortable but not painful. She heard a voice in her head.

*“Amy, the wardrobe. Order him into the wardrobe. Naked. Five minutes.”*

Amy shook her head. She looked around at the others but it was obvious that no-one else had heard it.

*”Do it now, Amy!”*

“Yes, Sir,” she mumbled quietly. “Chris,” she said, louder, “I dare you to go into the wardrobe... naked... for five minutes.”

Chris looked at the wardrobe. “Sure,” he said, “No problem.” He quickly stripped of again, went over to the wardrobe, opened it and stepped inside.

Amy followed him and closed the door, locking him in. She took out her phone and started the five minute timer.

Everyone stood around waiting, some sighing, others mumbling.

“Well, this is interesting.” Tim said.

“What a ridiculous dare.” Becky added.

“I could have thought of a better one.” Kirsty concluded.

After five minutes, Amy opened the door. “Time up,” she said.

Chris did not come out.

“Chris?” Amy called. “Time up.”

No Chris appeared.

Becky padded over. “Chris-s-s,” she said. “Chrissy-Chris-Chris? You can come out. Don’t be shy.” She looked inside the wardrobe. “Chris?” She moved the clothes hangers across the rail, looked inside. “Chris?”

Becky finally came out again, looked at the others. “He’s gone,” she said, quietly. She turned to face Amy. “What have you done to him?”

To be continued...

[jklivin]

This story is so interesting and unusual, a joy to read.

[molten man]

This is by far the best story i have read on getdare.. Please continue..

[MrCharcol]

Originally Posted by NKat68

It's official... I love you you're my favorite author on here.

Your just behind Slave_e and Her "My Stupid Boyfriend" but you are still excellent

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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE


Edward led the five girls into the underground bedroom. “Okay, girls,” he said, “I’m glad you could all get here. We’re going to play a game.”

“Great,” Lucy said, “I like games.”

“This game is like truth or dare but it’s just truth for now.”

“Not much of a game, then.” Lucy sounded disappointed.

“It’ll get better,” Edward said. “Now, I’m going to ask you all the same question and you have to answer honestly.”

The girls nodded their agreement.

“Right, I’ll go through your names in alphabetical order,” Edward said, “So I can get to know you all. Katie?”

“Yes, Sir,” Katie said.

“Katie, are you a virgin?”

“No sir,” Katie said with no sign of embarrassment. “I’ve had several times.”

“Who with?” Edward asked.

“Several boys at school,” Katie said, “And a couple of older guys I met at parties. I love sex.”

“Would you ever refuse sex with anyone?” Edward asked.

“I don’t know,” Katie said. “Not if the guy’s cute. There’s a few boys at school that I’d think twice about but, otherwise, I’m game for anything.”

“Stand over there.” Edward indicated the right hand side of the room. He’d hit sexual gold there, he thought. “Lucy?”

“Yes, Sir,” Lucy said.

“Are you a virgin?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Have you ever done anything sexual?” Edward questioned her further, “Kissing, touching, oral, anything like that?”

“No, Sir,” she said, “That would be wrong. I believe in waiting for the right person and the right time.”

Edward smiled. “Stand over there.” He indicated the left hand side of the room.

“Megan?”

Megan raised her hand. “Yes, Sir.”

“Megan, are you a virgin?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Have you ever done anything at all, like kissing or touching or oral?”

“Yes, Sir,” Megan said, “I’ve kissed boys and touched them and had boys touching me.”

“Stand where you are,” Edward said. He was separating them out into three distinct groups. “Rosie?”

“Yes, Sir,” Rosie said.

“Are you a virgin?” Edward asked.

“Yes, Sir,” Rosie said, “I’ve never done anything.”

“Not even kissing?” Edward asked.

“No,” Rosie said, “That’s gross.”

“Stand with Lucy,” Edward ordered. He looked at Tammy. “Tammy. Are you a virgin?”

“Not exactly,” Tammy said.

“What does that mean?” Edward asked.

“I’ve used a er... vibrator,” Tammy said.

Edward nodded. “Anything else?”

“I’ve orgasmed several times when boys have fingered me,” Tammy clarified, “And I’ve been licked, but I’ve never had full sex.”

Edward raised his eyebrows. “Stand with Megan,” he said.

The girls silently took their places and waited for Edward to speak.

“Katie,” Edward said, looking directly at her, “You’re going to be one of my playthings.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Megan and Tammy, you’re virgins in my opinion but you’ve been violated in other ways, so I’ll use you as I see fit. Megan, have you had anything at all inside you?”

“No, Sir,” Megan said, “Boys have touched me but nothing else.”

“Good,” Edward said, “Then you should still be nice and tight.”

“Yes, Sir,” Megan said.

Edward focussed his attention on Lucy and Rosie. “You two are pure virgins,” he said, “I’d love more than anything to deflower the two of you but, unfortunately, I have to preserve you. You will be my sacrifices.”

“Yes, Sir,” Lucy and Rosie said in unison. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Stay where you are for now,” Edward said to them and he turned his attention to Megan. “Megan, remove your jacket.”

Megan took off her denim jacket and folded it over her arm.

“Drop it on the floor,” Edward said, “You won’t be needing it again.”

Megan dropped the jacket on the floor.

“Now, unbutton your dress.”

Megan was wearing a button down dress and she slowly unfastened each button in turn from the top to the bottom, allowing the dress to fall open. Underneath she wore matching black bra and panties.

“Take the dress off for me,” Edward said.

Megan complied and dropped the dress on the floor with her jacket.

Edward approached her. “You’re beautiful,” he said, “I’m going to enjoy deflowering you.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Megan said.

Edward knelt in front of Megan and peeled down her panties to her thighs, revealing her tight, virtually untouched cunt. There was pubic hair growing above it but he could clearly see her tight slit, the outer lips firmly closed together, and he reached out to touch it. “Perfect,” he said, as he stroked the outside of her labia. “Nice and tight.” He pushed a finger inside. “Very tight,” he said as he withdrew his finger and raised it to his nose. He sniffed the aroma. “Take off your panties,” he said.

Megan took off her panties and left them on the floor with her jacket and dress. She now wore only a bra.

“I want you,” Edward said, as he stood up again, “Will you let me fuck you?”

“Yes, Sir, I will,” Megan said.

“Lie on the bed.”

“Yes, Sir.” Megan lay down on the bed obediently.

Edward admired her for a few moment and then undressed himself quickly, taking everything off and exposing his erect penis. He got onto the bed and positioned himself over Megan.

He kissed her neck and her ears, his tongue hot and wet. His hand pulled her bra up to reveal her quivering breasts. He kissed and licked the exposed nipples, feeling them stiffen under his tongue. He was ready and he was certain that she was as well.

For a second, he did nothing. He wanted to savour this moment. The second seemed to last forever. It was ended by need; the need to feel himself within a virginal girl. It had been so long since he’d known this moment.

Edward parted Megan’s legs and positioned the tip of his erection at her tight crevice. He rubbed the tip along the slit and then gently forced himself into Megan, opening her up wider as he penetrated deeper inside her. “Oh yes,” he said, “You’re fucking tight. Yes, take the full length for me.”

Megan gripped the bed quilt as Edward thrust deeper inside her, pulled out slightly and then thrust himself inside her again.

Megan didn’t orgasm, she simply allowed the sex to happen. It ended too quickly to stimulate her.

Edward felt his orgasm approaching quite quickly and, within seconds, he shot his load inside the girl. He didn’t worry about impregnating her. He wanted to father children while he still could and what better opportunity could there be. He knew that the girls would do and say anything he wanted them to. Besides, Megan would never be leaving this complex again. None of the girls would ever see the outside world again.


To be continued...

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The next chapter is a bit far-fetched, even for this story. I wasn’t sure how to write it so if it sounds silly, I apologise. It’s more of an experimental writing exercise for me. If it’s any consolation, it’s only a short chapter!

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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

“So, where’s Chris?” Becky said, looking round the room.

“Maybe he’s gone exploring the house,” Amy offered.

“In the nude?” Becky, still naked herself, could sympathise with Chris.

“Let’s take a look.” Amy tried the door handle of the new bedroom. It was locked. “Well,” she said, “Chris couldn’t have gone out there.”

“So where then?” Tim asked, looking around the room. “Where’s he hiding?”

“The bed,” Becky said. “If he’s hiding under the bed, I’ll kick the fucking shit out of him.” Becky got down on her hands and knees and crawled to the bed. “Chris?” she shouted, “Are you there?” She put her head to the floor to peer under the bed. “It’s dark,” she said, “I can’t...” She put her arm under the bed to have a feel round. “FUCK!”

“You can’t fuck?” Luke said, “That’s a bit of a disappointment.”

* The next part happened within split-seconds, faster than it takes to write it or read it. *

Becky screamed. She pulled her arm back and there was a doll attached to it. This doll, however, was no ordinary doll. It had teeth. And those teeth were firmly gripped round Becky’s arm. Blood was dripping onto the carpet, not a fatal amount but enough to scare everyone in the room.

“Becky,” Liam shouted, “Let go of it.”

“Let go of IT?” Becky screamed. “IT’S got me, you cunt.”

Tim raced to Becky’s aid. He tried to pull the mutant doll from Becky’s arm but the doll just gripped tighter.

“I’m bleeding to death,” Becky screamed, “Fucking help me.”

With that, Becky fainted and, for her at least, everything went black.

For the others, however, there was sheer panic.

Tim continued to try and dislodge the doll from Becky’s arm by pulling at it, hitting it and grabbing its legs and twisting them. When he did the latter thing, twisting the doll’s legs to an unnatural angle, the doll let go of Becky and gave out an eerie scream. Tim lifted the doll by one leg and threw it across the room.

* Now, everything goes back to real time. *

Amy went to try and patch up the wound on Becky’s arm which, she was relieved to discover, wasn’t as bad as it looked from a distance. It was still bleeding but it was mostly a flesh wound. Amy tore a strip off the bed sheet and wrapped it around the wound, tying it tightly to try and stem the bleeding. She wasn’t a medically-minded person so she hoped she had done the right thing.

While Amy was doing all that, Tim and Liam had approached the mutant doll which was incapacitated by its deformed legs. The two brave boys stamped on the doll, kicked it and generally killed it - if it’s possible to kill a doll.

“Luke,” Amy said, “Take Becky back to the other room.”

“Better still, I think all of us should go back,” Tim suggested. “If this room is locked and there’s monster dolls lurking around, it might be prudent to rethink our strategy.”

Kirsty went over to Tim and kissed him, hard, on the lips. “My hero,” she said.

Becky was coming round.

“Bex?” Amy said, “You okay?”

Becky nodded but she was weak.

“Tim saved you, Bex,” Kirsty said, “You’ll have to thank him properly when you’re better.”

Luke approached Becky and helped her to her feet. “The things you’ll do to get out of here,” he said to her. “Come on.” He put her arm round his shoulder and helped to the wardrobe.

Becky felt his arm brush her breasts but she didn’t mind.

At the wardrobe, however, they found that the panel had closed again.

“What was the password again,” Luke asked.

“Zero-zero-zero-zero,” Amy told him with a sigh.

With his free hand, Luke pressed the zero four times but... nothing happened. “It’s not opening,” he said.

Amy went to the wardrobe and tried the keycode. The doorway remained closed. “Well,” Amy said, “Looks like we’re here for the duration.”


To be continued...

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Now, back to semi-reality!


CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE


Becky was lying on the bed, holding her bandaged arm aloft. The others were standing.

“I need a piss!” Luke said, to no-one in particular.

“Me too!” Liam agreed.

“Well, you can’t do it here,” Kirsty said.

“Maybe they can,” Amy said. She looked at the two brothers. “It depends on how badly they need it.”

“Very badly,” Luke said.

“Yeah,” Liam agreed.

“Okay,” Amy smiled, “This is for both of you. Choose wisely. Truth or dare?”

Luke and Liam exchanged glances, nodded at each other and then, in unison, said “Dare!”

“This dare is in several parts. How quickly you do it will determine how quickly you relieve yourselves.” She smiled again. “Just be thankful you didn’t need a shit.” She looked at Tim. “Mr Hero,” she said, “Do you need a piss?”

“No,” Tim said, “Not at all.”

“Okay,” Amy said to the brothers, “As I said, it’s in several parts. Liam, I dare you to strip off from the waist down. Luke, I dare you to kneel down in front of him, with your mouth open. Liam, I dare you to aim carefully and, Luke, I dare you to drink every drop. Try not to choke on it.”

Liam and Luke were stunned.

“Oh, yes,” Amy said, “I nearly forgot. Afterwards, I dare you to swap places. Luke, you’ll have to hold yours until you’ve drunk your brother’s piss, so don’t take too long about it.”

Liam started to undress. He took off his trousers and boxers quicker than he had ever done. “Kneel down, Luke,” he ordered his brother.

Luke knelt down in front of his brother and opened his mouth. “A bit at a time,” he said to Liam, “Not a continuous stream.”

Liam nodded and pointed his penis at Luke’s open mouth. The first spurt of urine appeared immediately. It was obvious that Liam was trying to start-stop his stream, allowing short bursts to enter Luke’s mouth.

Luke was trying his level best to drink it all. A few drops landed on the carpet but Luke’s expression told Amy that he was taking in the majority of the urine and not enjoying it.

When Liam was finally finished, he withdrew his penis, gave it a bit of a shake and knelt down with his mouth open.

Luke quickly stripped off his trousers and boxers and pointed his penis at Liam’s mouth.

“Same to you, little bro,” Liam said. “A bit at a time.” He opened his mouth again, just in time.

Luke had already started to piss into Liam’s mouth but because Liam was talking, the first spurt hit his closed mouth and wetted his face. The next spurt however landed cleanly inside his mouth.

Luke took a little bit longer to complete his piss than Liam did, despite him having pretty much the same amount of lager earlier. When he finally finished, Luke went to put his boxers back on.

Amy stopped him. “Sorry,” she said, “I didn’t dare you to put them back on again. You two lads remain bottomless until we get back to the other side of the wardrobe.”

Liam stood up. “Do we get to dare someone now?”

“If you like,” Amy said, “But only one of you. Decide who’s going to choose.”

“I will,” Liam said. “Amy, I dare you to...”

“You have to ask truth or dare,” Amy pointed out.

Liam sighed. “Amy, truth or dare?”

“Truth, please.” Amy tried without success to hold in a giggle.

“Which of our penises do you prefer,” Liam said, “Mine or Luke’s?”

“Can I examine them,” Amy asked.

“I suppose so,” Liam said.

Amy knelt down in front of Liam and touched his limp penis. “Not very big is it?” she said.

“It’s soft,” Liam said.

Amy started to gently rub his penis. Within a few seconds, it twitched into life. She ringed the shaft with her thumb and fingers and rubbed it faster, pulling the foreskin up over the knob and back down again. After a few strokes, she thought he was close to coming so she stopped.

She looked up at him. His face was slightly flushed. “Thank you,” she said, as she shuffled on her knees across to Luke.

Amy gave Luke the same treatment, getting him hard, bringing him almost to climax and then stopping short of bringing him off. She looked up at Luke. “Thank you,” she repeated.

Amy stood up and took one last look at both penises. “I’ve come to the conclusion,” she said, “That... there’s nothing to choose between them. As penises go, they’re both magnificent specimens.”

Tim, Becky and Kirsty had been watching the preceding events with absolute awe.

“Looks like it’s my turn again,” Amy said. “Kirsty, truth or dare?”

“Er... truth?”

“Which fuck did you prefer earlier?” Amy asked, “Tim’s, Luke’s, Liam’s or the dear departed Chris’?”

Amy saw Tim give her a pronounced look when she said the words ‘dear, departed’ but neither of them spoke.

“Er...” Kirsty looked at Liam, then at Becky. She smiled at Becky, then said, “Liam was best.”

“I’ll have to remember that,” Amy said. “If he’s that good, I might want him to take my virginity.” She winked at Kirsty.

“Tim,” Kirsty said, “Truth or dare?”

“I’ll go dare,” Tim said.

“Your bravery knows no boundaries, does it?” Amy said, snidely.

“Tim,” Kirsty continued, “I dare you to fuck Amy!”

“No way!” Amy said, “That’s more of a dare for me than it is for him.”

“If you don’t do it,” Kirsty said to Tim, “Your counterfeit...”

“Forfeit,” Becky corrected her.

“Shut the fuck up,” Kirsty said to Becky. She turned back to Tim. “If you don’t do it, Tim, your forfeit is to be anally fucked by the Liam or Luke of your choice.”

Tim looked at Amy as if to get her permission or refusal. “The condoms are in the other bedroom,” he explained.

“Have you been arse-fucked before?” Amy asked Tim.

“Well, no, actually,” Tim said, “I’m not that way inclined.”

“Shit!” Amy tapped her foot on the ground.

Amy pondered on the situation. She’d started this game. She couldn’t back out of it now. She’d given a dare to two people at the start so she couldn’t argue with a two-person dare now, could she? She was in a predicament.

She sighed and then caught Tim’s gaze. “Your shout, Tim,” she said, “I’ll go with whatever you decide.”


To be continued...

[rossesred]

I read it all in one day. I want more... Please keep them coming.

[sammyGurl]

This is a magnificent story. You are a magnificent writer. You should try normal writing and get a book published. I'd read it.