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As this is my 50th post on WordPress, I wanted to do an erotic piece that’s a little lengthy. I consider this part of my ‘Dark Disney’ trilogy, the first story being One Of These Days. I hope this ignites that fire within you all

– TD&D


The first fireworks shoot up into the sky, exploding in dazzling colours of green and purple and lighting up the faces of the crowd of Disneyworld. Within an instant, that firework dies down, plunging the crowd of Main Street into darkness.

Another one fires up into the sky – blinding shades of blue – and that’s when my eyes found her again: the Disney worker dressed up Elsa, resting against one of the houses of Main Street, clutching her phone and peering into it as she tapped away, obviously off duty. She was playing with a strand of her blonde hair, obviously not a wig. My eyes fell to her breasts, tightly covered by her icy dress.

What would they look like if she were to slip out of that dress? I had wondered earlier today as I tracked her as she made her rounds, eyeing off her leg that appeared through the slit of that wonderful dress.

I had tracked her the past hour, my mind ignited by her presence, stirring my cock from within my pants.

I had waited till the fireworks started, till the crowd was wild and filled into Main Street to watch the fireworks.

A set of fireworks shot up into the sky, one after the other – The time was now. The time was right. I quickened my pace, squeezing past the zombies in the crowd.

The girl was resting on the corner of a wall, sitting that sweet ass between the exterior of a fake house and the corner of an alleyway that stretched into the locker rooms of the park.

She looked up at me approaching and must’ve seen something in my eyes because those eyes of hers froze and with that, she dropped the phone. No body seemed to notice.

I surprised myself – I lashed out at her throat, gripping tightly. She choked for help but between the fireworks show and the cheering crowd, no body heard. No body saw me drag her into the darkness.


I pulled her into the corner of the empty locker room. She squealed for help but she was still trying to catch her breath. Good.

I grabbed at the material holding back her tits. She flinched as I tried to tear it off and that, I could feel my cock grow harder – but the dress wasn’t tearing free.

“Turn around” I barked.

She just sobbed.

“Turn the fuck around!”

I grabbed her wist and spun her so that her ass – her sweet ass – was up against my hard cock. She must’ve felt it too because she sobbed more loudly, her body quivering against me.

But I found the zipper…and tore it down, revealing a lovely white bra strap. Oh, pure innocence!

With one hand, I gripped her hips and tore the dress down from her body, revealing white satin panties. They must’ve been small because they tightly hugged her ass. Delicious.


She begged me, mumbling something doing something. Something about money. But I wanted her. I wanted to breathe her in. And as I pulled down at the corners of her panties, she let out a shrill noise. It took me by surprise because it sounded almost like a moan, as if tearing off those panties forcefully must’ve been a relief on her bare skin after what could’ve possibly been a long shift for her.

And her ass – oh sweet Jesus, that pale blinding ass – White as snow, perfectly formed and perfectly sized. Picture perfect. I’d snap it if I had a third hand.

With my free hand, though, I tore her bra off and across the room. It made a sharp ding of a noise as it hit the ground and nothing more.

Her tits tumbled free, large and yet their shape was odd. Triangular almost.

Yet I thought she was an angel. Her imperfect tits were striking to me simply because they were different and thus, unique. My hands wandered up over her nipples. Fucking hell – they were soft.

“I don’t want them soft. I Don’t want them soft”

She mumbled something; her blonde hair was over her face.

I rubbed my thumb over her nipples, tugging on them..hard…then harder..until her sweet body betrayed her. Her nipple grew under my touch.


With that, I held her down while I unzipped my cock free. She heard the zipper and started to squirm but I reeled her in by tugging on her hair viciously. She jolted – then froze.

I wrapped my arm around her chest and leant in, feeling the tip of my cock brush against her ass cheeks.

The plan, as I had fantasised an hour earlier, was to just take her doggy style, but the more that I was looking at her ass, the more I wanted it.

With my free hand, I opened my palm and spat on it and with that, I rubbed it into her ass. Again, something erupted from her that felt like a moan. She even rocked back into me – or maybe that was a squirm. I don’t know.

When I had lubed up her ass enough, I pressed my cock against her, knelt in so far my lips kissed her neck, and it slid into her.

She screamed..well, she might’ve intended to scream but it came out strained.

Fuck, her ass was tight.

She resisted, trying to slip out of my arms and away into the night but the more I worked my cock in and out of that tight ass, the more she started to stop resisting..the more she laid slumped against the wall, letting out something akin to a moan and a grunt.

Had I pounded her into submission? I wasn’t done with her yet so I hoped not.

I slipped out of her ass and down into her cu….I paused. She was soaking. The little bitch liked it. Either that or her body betrayed her.


I knelt on my knees, ready to taste Queen Elsa, the little submissive bitch.

“You are mine” I said to her as I kissed her ass.

“Fuck y-you”

I slapped her ass as hard as I could, my palms stinging. “You. Are. Mine. I am claiming what I want”

“Go to H-hell”

I rose up to meet her and wrapped my hands around her throat. “Listen you little bitch, I want what is mine. Your little cunt belongs to me now”

She lifted up a hand.

“I am engaged, you piece of shit, you’ll never have me”

A ring? She had on a ring all this time? No matter – I grabbed her finger, tore the ring off her and threw it aside.

She sobbed at this, uncontrollably jerking into the wall.

“The thing about desire is…it betrays us all in the end. While we might love our partners and love our place in the world, something could come and turn us. Your soaking cunt proves this. You are exhilarated”



“NO, You fucker”

I slid my hard cock into her and her sweet voice struggled to maintain its fierceness. “Ohhh..fuckkkkk”

Her words were drawn out in a delicious hiss.

“Who do you belong to?”

“I-it f-f-feels so…fff”

Who do you belong to?”

I run my hands over her tits and found that she was moving back into me, meeting my now slick cock. Slick with her juices.

“Oh God help m-m-mmmmm…”


I slapped her ass hard and she squealed. Somewhere in the distance, the fireworks went off.

“You. You! Please, oh God. God help me….just..”

“Just what?”

I could feel her warmth around my cock.

“Just let me come”

I grinned. I had broken in my princess.