Superman Fan Fiction / Justice League Fan Fiction ❯ New Dolls ❯ Doll Bride ( Chapter 2 )

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Slave Brides of the Doll

 

WARNING! THIS STORY IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY! IF YOU ARE NOT OF AGE, TURN AROUND! DON'T DROWN! THIS STORY CONTAINS BONDAGE, SOME BDSM, AN EVIL FEMALE DOLL, ENSLAVEMENT, NONCONSENT, FORCED MARRIAGE, TWO HUMAN WOMEN LOSING TO A DOLL AND SOME OTHER THINGS. THIS STORY IS DARKER THAN SOME OF MY OTHER STORIES! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! 

 

 

"Is that a fucking coffin?!" exclaimed Sarah as she opened up the storage unit she won in the blind bidding contest. She and her friend/room mate, Alesha were at a storage center with many other people who were all bidding for storage units that were now for sale because their renters were delinquent on payments for so many years or were no longer being claimed. Having won this storage unit and the contents inside, the two of them waited until everyone had moved onto the next unit on sale so that she could check the contents without anyone bothering them.

 

Sarah was a 5'6, 40 year old plump woman with long brown hair, blue eyes, and white skin. She was curvy woman, with wide hips and thick thighs with a bit of fat on her stomach and she also bore DD size breast that added to her beauty. However, she had never been married before thus no kids. There were plenty of men in the past that she believed would be the one but they never worked out for her. Sarah was currently dressed in a shirt with blue jeans and brown boots.

 

Alesha on the other hand was a 6'2, 38 year old, athletic woman who worked out everyday and was proud of her body. She was one of the few women blessed with large D-cup breast and a large but firm ass with wide hips and muscular thighs. Her body was adorned with muscles that made her look like an Amazon warrior. Her ebony colored skin added further to her beauty as did her pixie cut hairstyle and her green eyes. On top of that she had plump lips and a golden nose ring that made people turn their heads so fast they had neck injuries. 

 

"Sarah, that looks like a fake coffin. Its made from plastic," added Alesha as she walked up to it and without any hesitation, opened it up.

 

"Alesha! What are you doing opening it like that?! You don't even know what's inside!" admonished Sarah.

 

"No worries, its a doll. A gothic doll. Black clothes, black eye liners, curled black hair and pale plastic skin. Woah, it even has breast. Like, really large breast," explained Tabitha as she inspected the doll. "I wonder if the owner was a perv?"

 

"It does look a bit weird. Hopefully we can sell it to someone," said Sarah as her eyes examined the doll before scrunching up her nose. "Why would someone build a doll with large tits? Maybe its a sex doll?"

 

Said doll was over two feet tall and dressed in a black jeans with a dark maroon long shirt with a black bikers jacket. Its black hair was done up in curls that seemed to cascade down its shoulders and back. Upon its face, it wore pitch black eye liner around it eyes, dark black lip stick and it even had a nose ring piercing that baffled both ladies. Then there was the spiked collar around its throat that appeared to have two little chains leading from it and down the inside of the doll's shirt.

 

Sarah and Alesha would spend a few hours going through everything else in the storage unit, finding more strange and perverted things including five whole bins of bondage and BDSM gear of dubious nature that freaked them out a bit. By the time they finished loading everything into the van, it was evening and most of the stores they would have called to talk to them about pricing the items were closed which meant they would have to take the items home. Home was a two story house in the suburbs on the edge of the city, with the house located in the far back of the subdivision. Upon arriving home, they unloaded everything into the garage before they ran into a problem.

 

"There's no room for the doll coffin," said Sarah as she looked around the already cluttered garage. "And I sure as hell don't want to put inside. It gives me the creeps."

 

"No worries, I'll put it in my room," said Alesha, picking it up with ease.

 

"Are you serious?!" exclaimed Sarah.

 

"Yeah. Besides I kind of like it," giggled Alesha as she carried the doll coffin inside and upstairs to her bedroom.

 

Sarah shook her head as she followed Alesha inside, pausing only to close the garage before she took a seat on the couch in the living room. She let out a yawn, realizing that she was tired from the long day she had and felt her eyes drooping with sleep threatening to take over. Sarah thought to get up but she felt comfortable already on the couch so instead she opted to take a nap there. Two hours later, Sara woke with a start, realizing that she had over slept upon seeing how dark the living room was and that none of the lights were on. Sarah cursed and got up, using the light of her phone to turn on the light in the living room and the kitchen when she realized that Alesha was downstairs.

 

"That's weird," Sarah said as walked over to the stairs and looked up and saw that the light was on in Alesha's room from the glow it cast upon the hallway. "Hey Alesha?"

 

Sarah called out and wait a few seconds for a response but she got nothing and was about to call out again when she heard a small but audible moan that didn't sit well with here.

 

"Alesha? Are you ok?" asked Sarah as she slowly began to climb up the stairs. Alesha's room was located to the right of the stairs, hidden by the wall of the stairs. The closer Sarah got to the top of the stairs, the more she could hear of the moaning, accompanied by a loud and strange buzzing sound. At the top of the stairs, Sarah looked into Alesha's room but from her place, could only see the dresser and the opened door of the walk in closet next to it. By now the buzzing was louder as was the moaning, both making Sarah nervous as she approached Alesha's room.

 

Upon entering the room and looking over towards the bed, Sarah gasped in shock and in fright at what she saw. There kneeling upon the floor, naked and bound and gagged was Alesha. Her arms were bound behind her back by an armbinder that accentuated her large breast from which a pair of weight nipple clamps hung from, pulling harshly upon her nipples. A jet black bondage hood encased the woman's entire, squeezing her face so much that Sarah could see the details of Alesha's face and even the nose ring. She also saw a large and round bulge where her mouth was located and knew that Alesha was gagged with something. Rope was wrapped around her thighs, pinning them to her calves in a frogtied manner and prevent her from getting up. Then there was the large vibrating wand nestled up against Alesha's bare pussy that was buzzing away at a high frequency and causing her to moan and squirm about. From the amount of fluid all over the wand the carpet, Sarah could tell that her friend had been there for some time. On top of all that was the collar around Alesha's neck and the leash attached to it that lead upwards to the chair behind her. It was the figure that was sitting in the chair that scared Sarah the most for it was the doll from the coffin. Said coffin was propped up against the wall, its lid leaning against the wall next to it. The doll for its part was pulling up and hard on the leash, forcing Alesha to lean back and rest her head between the doll's legs as it rested it booted feet on top of her breast.

 

"Well hello there Sarah. Was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to show up. I told your friend here that if you didn't show up I was going to start increasing her bondage and torment," said the doll, its voice soft yet threatening. Sarah could hear Alesha trying to say her name, pleading for help but it was cut off by the doll pulling up against the leash. "Hush!"

 

"Wha...What do you want? Who are you and how do you know my name?" demanded Sarah, her voice quivering as she shook in fear.

 

"What do I want? That's easy. I want you two bitches to become my brides. My slave wives," answered the doll as began to dig the heel of its left boot into Alesha's breast, causing her to cry out in pain. "As of now, you two belong to me. So if you don't want your friend here to endure any more pain. I suggest you better start stripping."

 

The doll dug the heel of its other boot into Alesha's breast, adding to her discomfort and forcing her to whimper in pain.

 

"Please stop! I'll do it but please, stop hurting her," cried out Sarah, tears in her eyes as with shaky hands she began to strip.

 

"Good. Once your done, you'll be joining your sister wife in some fun while I go explore the house," announced the doll as she took in the sight of a terrified Sarah slowly undressing and trying cover her self with her hands. Before long, Sarah stood naked in front of the doll, using her right arm to cover her breast while her left hand covered her pussy.

 

"Remove your hands," demanded the doll, its voice more command in it. "I want to see what you have," as if to clarify her order, the doll dug her heels again into Alesha's breast.

 

Sarah was quick to act, quickly moving her hands to the side as the doll ordered. She shivered in fear as she felt the doll's eyes roaming over her body like she was a piece of meat, like she was property. Sarah felt sick to her stomach and desperately wanted to help her friend but she was worried about what the doll would do to Alesha if she tried anything. She didn't even know how the doll over powered Alesha and that scared her.

 

"Very good. I like what I see. Both of you will make excellent breeding sows," said the doll, its eyes now glowing a maroon red that froze Sarah in place more than the words spoken by the doll. "Now let's get you trussed up."

 

Moments later, Alesha and Sarah were both hanging from the roof via a series of ropes wrapped around the bodies and limbs. Sarah's arms were now bound behind her back in an armbinder that made her large breast stick out even more which in this case meant they hung down even further. The doll had taken some very thin rope and wrapped it several times around Sarah's nipples before tying them together, forcing her nipples to touch in a painful and aching manner. She would have screamed out were it not for the bundles of her own panties filling her mouth followed by a massive ballgag that crammed everything in her mouth and pushed back towards her throat. On tope of that was a matching bondage hood like the one Alesha wore except there was a hole in the back through which Sarah's long hair was threaded through into a ponytail but was then pulled up straight by a length of rope that pulled her head back in the process. Her legs had been frogtied like Aleshas' but this time, both women wore ballet boots with ten inch heels that would have prevented them from walking. Both women were hanging in the air facing away from each other. In between them and upon a stand that held it up high, was a massive double sided dildo that was covered in ridges and bumps. In the middle section of the dildo was a series of springs that made the heads of the dildos spring back upon being pushed against. Currently, both women were lodged upon the dildo its massive girth and length stretching them wide and filling them so much so that it reached their cervix, threatening to push past it. Alesha and Sarah whimpered into their gags as they tried to get comfortable with their situation they were in and the monster that filled them

 

"You ladies enjoy this while I scope out our nest," said the doll as it pressed a button at the bottom of the stand before walking away. Immediately, the dildo began vibrating and pushing in and out of the ladies, causing their bodies to sway with it. The vibration was set to a high frequency and they speed to which the dildo pumped in out of them was fast. Both women squealed into their gags as the monster moved within them. Alesha and Sarah began to wonder what they had done to deserve such a thing.

 

Meanwhile the doll was down stairs and was exploring the house when it found the five bins of bondage and BDSM gear.

 

"Ah my toys! My lovely toys! Don't you worry my little lovies, soon you'll be strapped upon some naked flesh. I'll leave the ladies to themselves for the night," cooed the doll as it spoke to the gear like it was its children. "Then we'll have a wedding tomorrow."

 

Following Morning

 

Sarah and Alesha were barely conscious the following morning when the doll walked into the bedroom, an evil smile upon its face as it looked up at the two women hanging above. The battery in the dildo had died out sometime in the night, but not before forcing Alesha and Sarah to cum many times non stop, making their abused pussies ache as well as their bodies from being bound in that manner all night long. Their breast were swollen and their nipples were filled with pain from the clamps and rope.

 

"Good morning my ladies. Today is the big day," announced the doll as it snapped its fingers and doll floated into the air where it was level with the massive dildo impaling them. With a giggle, the doll snapped its fingers once more and stand for the dildo disappeared, leaving behind only the dildo. The doll pushed upon Alesha's ass with one hand while the other pulled the dildo out of her pussy. Alesha let out a moan as it slid out of her pussy with ease, covered in her cum followed by pulling the other end out of Sarah. Both women were whimpering by now as the doll then snapped its fingers once more and the ropes suspending them from the rope disappeared but their bodies stayed floating in the air.

 

"Now to get you ready for the wedding," said the doll as it began to wave its hands like a conductor over the women. First, their legs were untied and stretched before an invisible force of some sort began to massage them, getting feeling back into them. Next, their arms were freed from the armbinders while their feet were left in the ballet boots. Of their bondage hoods, a small window around the eyes opened up, allowing them to see out but not speak. Of the clamps and ropes on their breast, those were removed and once more and invisible force massaged them, making the pain go away. The black color of the boots and the hood turned into a egg white color followed by long wedding veils appearing suddenly over their heads. Their hands were then covered in bondage mitts, preventing them from making any attempts at using their hands. Around their necks appeared large and wide posture collars that would force them to look forward only and no where else. At the front of the collar was a large D-ring from which a short chain was threaded through and connected to the small D-rings on the bondage mitts. Now, the women were forced to walk around with their hands held close to their neck while their arms pressed up against their breast. From their, long white wedding veils were attached to the top of the bondage hoods, covering their faces and preventing them from seeing much. The final touch was a clamp with a leash attached to it that was clamped upon their clits. The sudden pain and shock made both women scream out in pain along with waking them up, their eyes going wide in fear.

 

"Glad to see you ladies are awake," said the doll to the floating women. "Its time for our wedding."

 

Alesha and Sarah whimpered into their gags as their bodies floated back down to land on their feet. Standing in ballet boots was difficult for them, especially for Sarah due to her size. They teetered and tottered as they tried to keep their balance upon the high heels of the boots.

 

"Come along," ordered the doll as it pulled upon the leashes, eliciting muffled screams from them and tears.

 

Sarah's mind was full of questions as she wondered once more why this was happening to her and Alesha. She wanted to believe that this was nothing more than a nightmare and that she would eventually wake up on the couch. But the nightmare didn't end nor would it. The doll led them down the stairs slowly where they whimpered in fear of falling and it took them nearly ten minutes to get down to the first floor and into the living room where a pulpit was set up and a bouquet of flowers was set up. Standing at the pulpit was a four foot doll man dressed up as a priest. Alesha and Sara exchanged worried glances as they were marched to the pulpit. What followed was more like a ceremony of ownership followed by the doll kissing both women upon their gagged mouths then a strange symbol of sorts akin to a tattoo appearing above their pussies.

 

"That symbol means you two now belong to me for ever. Now let's go consummate our marriage," explained the doll as it led the women back up the stairs and this time to the guest bedroom where the bed had been modified by the doll. Said bed was now a four post bed that could fit up to five people and covered in dark maroon sheets and pillows. Moments later, Alesha and Sarah were laid out upon the bed with their hands now cuffed to D-rings built into the head board and their legs frogtied once more. They could do nothing as they doll began to undress at the foot of the bed, hidden by the height of the bed. Moments later, the doll jumped onto the bed. Sarah and Alesha's eyes went wide upon seeing what dangled between the doll's legs. The doll bore an evil and dark smile that filled them with fear.

 

"I hope you ladies are ready to get pregnant and give birth to an army of dolls for me," said the doll as it approached the two terrified women. "By the way, you'll both be instantly pregnant when I cum inside of you tonight and your bellies will start showing in three days which will be plenty of time for me to break you! Kekeke!"

 

Sarah and Alesha screamed into their gags as the doll advance upon them.

 

Three nights later

 

The front door of the two story house opened up and out walked a two foot tall doll dressed in black pants with black boots, a dark maroon shirt and a biker's jacket. Its long black hair was done up in curls that cascaded down its shoulders and back. Around its neck was a spiked collar and its lips bore black lipstick while black eye liner lined its eyes. In its left hand, the doll was holding onto the handles of two leashes that led back into the darkness of the house.

 

"Come on out you bitches," ordered the doll while pulling upon the leashes. Seconds later, Sarah and Alesha appeared in the doorway of their house but not on their feet. Both women were dressed in pitch black bitchsuits with their legs frogtied in a manner that forced them to walk on their knees. Upon their knees were caps shaped like feet that allowed them to walk or waddle in this case. Their feet were still encased in the ballet boots from three days ago with no chance of them being removed. Their arms were bound behind their backs in a harsh reverse prayer with their hands reached the back of their head. For Sarah, her hands were bound in bondage mitts and tied into place with her long hair while a harness of sorts held her arms in place. For Alesha, she had a normal reverse prayer harness that kept her arms and hands in place. The front of the bitchsuit was open around their breast and pussies, exposing themselves to anyone who saw. From their nipples hung silver piercings that reflected the light from the street lights and the moon light.

 

A panel gag covered their mouth with straps running over the sides of the nose to a single strap that over the head to connect with the two running along the side of the head. On the reverse side of the panel was a massive dildo that stretched their jaws to the limit with its girth while its length reach the back of their throats. Over this was jet black bondage hood the squeezed tightly upon their skulls. For Sarah, her hood had two holes on the side from which her hair was thread through and done up into pigtails. For Alesha, because of her short hair, her hood bore fake pigtails until her hair grew long enough. Around their necks were thick posture collars that forced them to only look forward and no where else. The final touch was the clamps upon their clits from which the leashes were attached to.

 

Sarah and Alesha waddled out of the house, their stomachs extended or bloated as if they were several months pregnant. Inside each of them were over a dozen baby dolls growing and preparing to be born. Alesha and Sarah's breast were now swollen to two sizes larger and lactating. The past three days had been a nightmare for them as they were trained by the doll to be perfect slave wives. They had been broken and rebuilt to obey their Mistress. Their Head wife.

 

"Its such a great night for a walk," said the doll as it walked down the drive way with Sarah and Alesha waddling after the doll.