Thread: Princess Park

Maintenance Report July , Park Area Japonaise Need Repair X Replacement Retire Other Description Chyna Coaster, track has become ill fitting on the corners. Rivets continually come loose. Car derailment has happened on test drives of the cars early morning, significant injuries will result if coaster used during opening hours. Note This is the third ride this week, we're going to have a maintenance problem on ours hands soon. Any left? David asked incredulous. It suddenly occurred to him how many times he had cum already today, 3 or 4 since entering the park. Now the Matron was looking for more? What am I a fucking machine? Next to him Princess Japonaise wrapped her arm around his and pulled close giggling, her face bright and open. Something in the eyes though caught his attention. She giggled and shook herself next to him, her body rubbing into his, are you a machine? It certainly felt like one. She wiggled her ass as the Matron rolled her eyes. Peering around him the Matron changed her face, it became the white, empty mask with the blank eyes and black mouth. A hiss matched by the Princess as she matched face for face, then looked up at David and giggled. There was a slow creaking that echoed in the air. Like the creaking of an old swing, where rusted metal slowly ground away at, a high squeal starting slowly and building. Around them the thorns and hedges slowly sprouted green leaves and branches, the flowers at the sides of the path began to grow and bloom. The squealing became louder, then as if from a raspy throat there was a very odd tone that played on speakers that seemed to be placed above, and in the bushes below. David turned and began walking back up the path, towards where the rides had been. Back to where the tide of stuffed animals had paraded, following him to devour him. As they came back to the rides their lights were on, the path was sprouting color and the tinny music played around them. The squeals of the small roller coaster sounded loud, the cars slowly wheeling around and around, shaking unsteadily as they moved. One car came to a corner, shuddered and fell off crashing to the ground the wheel splitting off and rolling across the path as the next car slowly followed the track and as David watched it too fell off and cracked as it hit the other. Above in the air was a loud scream. It rent the air. Like an invisible knife that came down on top of them he felt the pressure push him down, only through a force of will did he remain standing. The Matron and Princess fell, reverted to their colorless forms as the knife spread out on either side of him. Everything returning to its deadened existence, the song ending and the squeals stopping as Japonaise turned back to its colorless self. The flowers shriveled and died while the hedges returned to the thorn coated branches that twisted and wrapped around each other. Looking down at the two who lay there, white and blank faces staring up at him. The same shrill voice called out, MINE! A banshee-wail made David hold his ears and fall to his knees, the two women shivering on the ground as the dust billowed up and then coated everything with its color leeching presence. Coughing and groaning as the sound split through him, the noise and the life that had come back to this part of the park dissipated. Standing unsteadily as he looked around, a slight miasma creeping along the base of the hedges. Coughing, the dust caking his throat, are you ok? He asked the two who lay still for a long moment, their faces blank, a mask of death hung over them. Reaching over he touched the Matron's arm, shaking her slightly, noting how her bare breast shook. The tray still in hand, and held up perfectly level. David stared at it, reaching over to touch the pot and the cup. Boo, a voice said. David fell back, pulling his arm back as if he had touched a hot iron. As he chocked a scream the Matron rose, as if on a flat board, rising to rest on her feet. Turning as a hiss came from the Princess David turned to see her on the ground, pony tails and ribbons waving through the air like angry tentacles. Her hands tensed and a sound like metal on metal came sharp as the nails grew again to the length she had when trying to kill him before. Legs tensed and the Princess was up on her feet, hands out, hair and ribbons flailing at him, beyond him to the Matron. The two stared at each other, a charge building up between the two of hatred, anger, betrayal. Filling the void between them as he felt the pressure of it keep him down on the ground. Whoa! What the fuck! Just a minute, he called out loudly to them, the tension in the air breaking as he stood between them. Feeling stupid for the moment of getting between them. Hold on, there is no need to do this. Of course there is, the Matron said changing again. Standing with hand on hip, one side raised above the other. She's trying to claim you, when you are mine. I am the Princess Japonaise, the Princess said, changing with her voice turning to honey. An edge of sexual promise in the voice, as a Matron you must defer to me. Why? David asked. The Princess stared at him as if he had just said the stupidest thing ever. That is the way it is. A hand dismissed him then the Matron who looked on them sourly then slowly she rose and floated away away from Japonaise. Where is she going? David asked, not that he particularly trusted either one of the them but he had a better understanding of the Matron. Who cares? The Princess turned back, she trailed a finger over his body. As if sampling it by touch, why are you here? For a moment it became hard to think, why had he come? It seemed as if he was already in here forever, in the Park, and there was nowhere else. Nothing else before or outside it. He had been here, and always will. Always will, then he stopped. That did not seem right. He had come here for a reason, something that had happened before, with someone. Thoughts were muddled, all he could think of now was sex. Opening his eyes, wondering when he had shut them, the Princess was before him. Her dress hiked to the side and he was hard, in her hand, and she was rubbing his cock between her ass cheeks. A look of bliss on her face, lips pared enough to look sensual as a low moan escaped her mouth. No, David stepped back in a moment of self-control. The Princess looked shocked, then gave him a pouty lip. I came here to find out about my mother, my father said she was here when the park closed. I've never met her, and I wanted to find out what happened to her. Yes, that was it. Family, his family. Growing up with only his father, the stories about the Park had always stopped any questions about his mother, even the last name on the birth certificate was scratched out. The Town Hall had lost any other copies in a fire years ago, strangely around the time the Park closed. Oh, she thought a moment. Well if you need anything like that you'll need to talk to Rainbow. Rainbow? The Princess turned back to him, her hand in his pants, the look in her eyes was insatiable. Yes, Princess Rainbow. She is the one in control here, though she never leaves the castle in the center. Good luck getting there though, she took down all the bridges right after all this, turning her body but keeping her eyes on him it was like watching a gymnast move. Then he felt something warm and tight around his cock as she began moving her hips towards him, then away. Yes, you'll probably need to free all the Princesses like you did me, then you can open the way to Rainbow, free her, and find out what happened, and where your mother is, another soft moan came from her as her body moved up close to his. The undulations were impressive, her dress to the side baring her ass, that was pressed up to him, the red heels making her to right height to slip his cock in her ass. She moaned for a few minutes moving faster and harder until her body was beating into his, the moans growing louder and louder as her ponytails and ribbons whipped around him holding him close. Her mouth parted enough to see the tongue loll out to the side as she stiffened then stopped, a long sigh escaping from her as her body fell into his, wrapping his arms around her felt the small, firm breasts under the harsh material of the dress. It shone like silk from a distance, but close he could see it was some cheap polyester with images of Eastern Mythological birds and other creatures threaded in gold. Though David did not care he humped his cock in her for a few minutes more, wanting to cum inside her. Coming easier and with more of it each time he felt his cock fill her with his thick fluid, her body moaning in ecstasy like before, body moving against him, rubbing his hands all over her. Satisfied she stepped away, a pop as his cock slipped from her ass. Now that was a wonderful orgasm, grabbing his arm in hers, which way? From Japonaise you can go to London or Atlantis. Close to him her body rubbed him again, the dress feeling more harsh against his arm as she looked up at him. London, he selected randomly, thinking somehow of the Matron and something she had been singing before.