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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1
By : Firewalk
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Episode 11 - Dungeons and Domination

“I told you so, I told you so,” Lisa sang in a smug tone, “Who told you so? I did.”
“Can it,” Bart snapped, trying to ignore her, “I knew she'd turn on us and I dealt with it.”
“Yeah, sure you did. Do you know why? ” Lisa grinned.
“Go to hell,” he replied through clenched teeth.
“Because I told you so, I told you so,” his sister sang on.
After the madness of the Library, they had taken the cum soaked and abused Daphne to the Medical room. Velma and Francine Smith had been more than happy to help the naked girl.
Bart had been tempted to stay and watch as they started rubbing her down with the special cream, but he wanted this adventure over and done with.
“So we have the damned book.” he said, “Why can't we just give it to your best buddies, the Good Girls?”
“We explained this already,” Lisa shook her head.
“Well recap for me,” Bart insisted before she could re-start her song.
“Well,” Lisa took a deep breath, “We have the control collars for the Bad Girls, but they won't work on Raven, she's too powerful. We have to use her own spellbook to enchant one of them, make it stronger, then use it on her. We're going to see the one person in this school, other than Raven, who can use that spellbook.”
“Gee, such a simple, non-convoluted plan,” Bart observed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“We did tell you,” Lisa smiled back. “Just another thing that, I told you so.” she finished, going back to her song.
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Bart let Lisa guide him through the ever-changing school halls. The further they went, the more her chipper attitude and incessant singing wound him up.
“Where the hell are we going?” he snapped eventually. They were in a mid-evil-looking corridor, complete with bare stone walls and mounted torches.
“Right here,” Lisa said brightly, “The remedial class.”
She pointed to a heavily reinforced metal door. It was barred, bolted, and lined with barbed wire. Bart noticed all the locks could only be opened from outside.
“Um, who or what is in there?” Bart asked, regarding the door with trepidation.
“The remedial class is where they dump the real problem cases,” Lisa explained, suddenly serious. “All the bad girls used to go there until they rebelled and started playing hooky. The teacher is a real badass”
“Are you sure we want to go in there?” Bart asked licking his lips.
Before Lisa got a chance to answer a purple magic aura, similar to Raven's black one, formed around the bar holding the door shut. It floated free and a bright and cheerful voice rang out.
“Come in.”
More purple magic enveloped the Simpsons and they were whisked through the door before either could react.
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Bart's head reeled as he was dropped at the front of a class full of oddities. He recognized Bam Bam and Dino from the Flintstones. There was Mike Lebowski from Monsters inc, Blob from the X men, Jangles the Clown from Inside Out, and a wide selection of other weirdos and monstrosities.
“Holy shit, this is a freak show.” Bart breathed, shocked.
“Language,” the kind voice from outside said and he saw who was standing at the front of the class.
Mavis from Hotel Transylvania gave him a warm toothy smile. She wore a black pencil skirt with striped red and black stockings. It was similar to what she wore in the film, but the dress was shorter and had a low v neck. A good deal of pert, pale cleavage was viable along with several inches of her thigh in between the stockings and dress.
“What can I do for you?” Mavis asked pleasantly.
“We need you to help us stop Raven,” Lisa said dramatically and Mavis's bright smile faded.
“I see” she replied, seriously.
Lisa rattled out a quick version of their situation, focusing on the Good Girls plan, herself, and how amazing it was.
Mavis listened politely and attentively until Lisa was done.
“I think you had best come with me,” she said motioning them towards a door in the corner of the classroom.
“Will this take long?” Bart moaned, he'd kept quiet during Lisa's story but was getting impatient.
“Quiet,” Lisa hissed, “And thank you so much, Miss Mavis, we couldn't do this without you.”
“Oh, I'm always happy to help.” Mavis said leading them through the door, “So long as I get a little something in return.”
Lisa froze, the room they had been lead into could only be described as a dungeon. Racks, restraints, and chains lined the walls, cages hung from the ceiling and every surface was littered with sex toys.
Ralf wigwam was suspended upside down from one rack in a full leather gimp suit, a big grin on his face.
“I'm a detention,” he told them happily before purple magic pulled the zip closed over his face.
“The teacher is a real badass,” Bart repeated his Sister's earlier words, “Understatement of the century.”
“Um Lisa,” said her eyes darting around the room, “I had no idea about this.”
“Not many people know about my little playroom,” Mavis said in her sweet voice. “I only really get to play with the remedial students. It gets a little repetitive.”
Mavis's eyes suddenly burned red and she added in an angry voice, “That bitch Principle Griffin won't let me have any real fun.” She flicked back to her gentle persona almost instantly. “So I'm afraid my price for the spell will be having a little of fun with one of you.”
“What sort of fun,” Bart asked, edging back towards the door.
“You know,” Mavis's eyes glinted, “Whip's, spanking, restraints, I just love to discipline naughty boys and girls.”
“Bart is the worst boy in the school,” Lisa blurted, pointing an accusing finger at her brother. “He blackmailed me into having sex with him, forced me to suck his cock, he even let his friends gangbang our Mum.”
“You little bitch,” Bart glared at his sister. She smiled back smugly.
“Oh it sounds like you have been bad,” Mavis regarded Bart, her eyes hungry.
“Wait,” Bart shouted backing away.
“Yeah,” Lisa egged the vampire on “I bet he's got way worse planned. Hell, he'll probably try and take over the school.”
“Yes,” Bart agreed, an idea popping into his head, “I am going to take over the school.” He took a deep, “And when I do there will be plenty more people for you to discipline.”
Mavis paused her advance but her eyes were still firmly on Bart.
“I'll take care of that bitch Louis Griffin for you,” he continued. “Then if anyone who stands in my way, I'll throw them down here and you can play with them for as long as you like.”
“Nice try,” Lisa cut him off, “Your luck had to run out eventually. Now you're going to get.”
Bart never got to hear what he was going to get. Purple magic picked his sister up, pulling her roughly into the air.
“I think we have a deal,” Mavis smiled at Bart.
“No you can't,” Lisa shouted from mid-air, “He's a monster.”
“So am I,” Mavis told her, letting her eyes glow red for a moment.
“So what's the deal here?” Bart asked. “I let you discipline my sister for a bit and you do the whole enchanted collar thing?”
“It's more than discipline,” Mavis explained eagerly, “I like to completely break my students, then I can put them back together however I want.”
“Interesting,” Bart scratched his chin thoughtfully, “This one has been a real pain in the ass lately, frankly I'm getting sick of her attitude. Do you think you can turn her into an obedient little cock slave?”
“Oh my specialty,” Mavis clapped her hands excitedly.
“Please no, Miss,” Lisa begged, still hanging in the air. Mavis's magic rotated her slowly around, pulling down her top and forcing her legs wide apart.
“Where would you like to start?” Mavis asked politely. She regarded the floating Lisa, her tits and pussy both now on display. “We can do anything you want with her.”
“Fuck you, Bart,” Lisa shouted, abruptly turning angry, “You're just a perverted little shit.”
Bart ignored her giving Mavis's question exaggerated thought, “You mentioned whips?” he asked.
Instantly Lisa was flipped over and bent double, her ass up in the air. Two black whips flew from the wall and started lashing out at her. Red welts appeared instantly on her yellow behind and she yelled out in pain.
“Nice,” Bart nodded approvingly as line after line was scored into his sister's rear. “What about her tits?” he asked, looking at her big spherical breasts. They bounced back and forth wildly in time to the whips lashing.
“Oh, how about nipple clamps?” Mavis asked.
Before Bart could answer a pair of clamps, trailing weights, floated across the room. They snapped closed on the very tips of Lisa's nipples and the weights fell towards the ground. She howled in pain as the strings connecting the weights to the clamps snapped taut.
“That's gotta hurt,” Bart laughed, “How you doing up there Lisa?”
“Fuck you, Bart,” Lisa shouted, “Get me down.”
“How long will it take?” Bart asked Mavis conversationally.
“To break her?” Mavis shrugged, watching the whips strike Lisa's ass. “It depends, everyone is different.”
“So Leese,” Bart asked, “Are you ready to be my fuck toy?”
“Go to hell you arrogant prick,” she cried angrily.
“We're not there yet,” Mavis laughed, “Let's up the pace a little.”
The whips increased their pace and the weights started to pull themselves down towards the floor.
“Stop, stop, oh god stop,” Lisa screamed, as her tits were stretched agonizingly downwards. The whipping and the weights paused momentarily.
“Are you my personal fuck toy?” Bart asked again.
“Yes, yes,” Lisa shouted, “I'm you're fuck toy, whatever.”
“That doesn't sound entirely genuine,” Bart mused.
“Probably not,” Mavis agreed, “But let's have a bit of fun with her anyway.”
The young vampire slowly pulled the bottom of her little black dress up until a dark pubic triangle was visible. Lisa was slowly lowered until her face was inches from Mavis's pussy.
“Fine,” Lisa said unimpressed, “It won't be the first pussy I've eaten.”
“In that case,” Mavis smiled her sweetest smile, “How about this?”
Another sex toy flew from the wall, wrapping itself around Mavis's crotch. Suddenly, rather than a pussy, Lisa was facing a ridiculously large strap-on dildo.
“Nice,” Bart chuckled, “Let's see if you can get it all the way down her throat.”
“Wait,” Lisa started to say, but she was tugged towards Mavis and the dildo was in her mouth.
Mavis pumped her hips slowly but her magic pressed Lisa inexorably forward. Slowly milometer by milometer the dildo was forced down Lisa's throat. Tears streamed from her eyes and long stings of droll started to drip from the corners of her mouth.
“Having fun,” Bart asked, knowing his sister couldn't answer.
He gave her ass a hard smack aiming for a patch with the most whip marks. Lisa tried to cry out around the dildo in her mouth but couldn't.
“Mind if I join in,” Bart asked, one hand squeezing his sister's bare ass.
“The more the merrier,” Mavis smiled.
Bart pulled his shorts down, his cock already hard, and moved in behind Lisa. It only took him a moment to find her warm pussy and push himself inside.
“Hell, you're soaking,” he notated as he started to fuck her “Deep down you love being a little whore, don't you?”
Still unable to reply, Lisa could barely breathe, at least half of the long dildo was now down her throat. Bart didn't mind, he just fucked her hard, slapping her rear periodically, because he could.
An idea occurred to him and he pulled her ass cheeks apart, looking at her other tight hole. Guessing what was coming Lisa reacted, trying to struggle and shout, but Mavis's magic held her firmly in place.
Bart pulled his cock out of her pussy and rested his tip right on her sphincter.
“I've never put this in here before,” he teased her, before ramming it in as hard as he could. It was tough going without lube, but he forced his way deeper into her ass. On the other end, Mavis had a grip of her hair, pushing the last inches of the dildo down her throat.
Both managed to get their tools all the way into Lisa at the exact same time. They rested there for a moment. Lisa, unable to breathe, was turning purple so in one movement both Mavis and Bart stepped back un-skewering her.
Mavis's magic released her and she fell to the ground, coughing hard and gasping desperately for air.
“Okay, okay,” she wheezed, her voice hoarse, tears streaming down her cheeks, “I'll say anything, do anything, just please don't do that again.”
“Good girl,” Mavis complimented her, patting her head like a dog, “We're making progress.”
“Anything eh? Fancy getting DP'd by me and Mavis,” Bart asked conversationally.
“What, no” Lisa replied instinctively.
“Wrong answer,” Bart laughed and she was scooped back into the air.
The purple magic spun her up in the air and lowered her in-between her two assailants. She ended up facing Mavis with her legs spread out painfully wide, Bart pressed in behind her reaching around to squeeze her tits.
“Look I get it,” Lisa panted, she still hadn't caught her breath. “I'll let you do whatever you want to me, just please stop putting it in my ass. Even when I Mum was working with Mum, I never let anyone do that.”
“Hmm,” Bart pondered this, “You say you get it, but I don't think you do. Every inch of you is mine, your tits, your pussy, and your ass,” he squeezed, groped, and slapped each body part as he listed them.
“I agree,” Mavis said stroking the side of Lisa's face, “I'm afraid you're going to need a little more work.” she rubbed her pussy and guided the strap on towards it. Behind her, Bart spread his sister's ass cheeks open preparing to ram himself inside.
“Oh god,” Lisa moaned, “Please don't, I'll suck you off, lick you out, I'll be a good little slut for you.”
“Yeah, you will,” Bart agreed.
Both he and Mavis pushed inside the helpless Lisa at exactly the same time. She bucked and tried to struggle, but it was pointless. Mavis's magic moved her up and down in rhythm to their fucking her driving her holes down onto them
“Fuck you both,” Lisa shouted in pain, “Fuck you to hell.”
“Tut, tut,” Mavis chided her, “I thought you were going to be a good little slut. Bart, we'll have to punish her.”
He found her nipples with the tips of his fingers, they were clearly still sensitive from the clamps because she flinched when he touched them. In response, he nipped them a hard as he could twisting them around. Lisa yelped and started her futile struggling again.
Mavis slowed her fucking for a moment, yanking the top of her black dress down. Her pale grey breasts were the same size as Lisa's and just as pert and round, sticking out in front of her in defiance of gravity. She pressed herself in tight against Lisa, sandwiching Barts's hands between their bosoms.
Not one to miss an opportunity, Bart twisted his hands round so he could squeeze Mavis's tit's as he fucked his sister up the ass.
“Fuck yeah”, Bart shouted, “You love it in you're ass, don't you?”
“Answer you're brother,” Mavis whispered, sweet as ever, in Lisa's ears.
“Okay, yes,” Lisa growled through gritted teeth, “Yes, I love it in my ass. If that's what you want to hear.”
“She's getting there,” Mavis smiled, “Lisa, would you like to taste your own ass?”
“Aww, come on,” Lisa whined.
Before she had a chance to reply she was whisked up, off of Barts's cock, and dropped back down, once again in spit roast position, only now facing her brother.
“Oh god, not again,” Lisa moaned looking at her brother's cock.
“Well if you suck it like a good girl, maybe he'll go easier on you than I did,” Mavis suggested in her sweatiest voice.
“Yeah bitch,” Bart added darkly, “Suck it like a good little whore.”
“Okay,” Lisa nodded, “I'll be good, I'll do anything, just take it easy”
She opened her mouth obediently and when Bart pushed his cock in started sucking it diligently. She was still a little mechanical, but put in some effort, bobbing her head back and forth, faster and faster.
When Mavis came in behind her and started to slowly slide the large strap-on into her asshole, she flinched but kept on sucking. The vampire's firm round tits bounced ever so slightly as she slipped the dildo into the now compliant Lisa.
“Look at you,” Mavis purred, sliding her fake cock in and out of her ass, “Isn't it better when you just do what you're told?”
Lisa nodded and mumbled her agreement not daring to take Bart's cock out of her mouth.
“Well you're about to get a face full of cum,” Bart informed her, grabbing her hair and raising her head so he could look in her eyes. “Do you want that?” He released her head.
“Yes, please,” Lisa replied, in a dead monotone, “Please cum all over my face Bart.” Her words were calm and compliant, but Bart could see the bitter resentment and hatred in her eyes.
Bart beat himself furiously, his cock less than an inch away from her face, never breaking eye contact.
“Fucking slut,” Bart blurted as he blasted her in cum. It splattered over her forehead, running down onto her eyes, then dripping onto the floor.
“Suck me dry,” Bart added looking down at the last few drops, dribbling from his deflating cock.
“Hold it,” Mavis interrupted, cheery as ever. Impossibly nimble and fast she backed up, pulled her strap-on out of Lisa, and was kneeling in front of Bart in a heartbeat.
Bart gulped, he was more than a little aware of her fangs as she delicately wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock. They didn't seem to get in the way though as she sucked the last few drops out of him.
“A girl's got to eat,” she told Bart with a wink when she was done. “And I think that concludes our deal.”
She snapped her fingers and Lisa fell back to the ground. At the same time, Ravens Spellbook, and one of the control collars flew from Barts's discarded bag.
In mid-air, the book opened for a split second, its pages fluttering madly and a bolt of black lightning shot out. The bolt hit the collar and it glowed with a dark magical aura. Both the book and collar then flew back into Barts's bag.
“Easy as that,” Mavis grinned to Bart. “Are we're done here,” she indicated Lisa.
“Well,” Bart said, taking in a long slow breath. “I thought I'd broken her before, but she still tried to stab me in the back, sooo.” he stretched out the last word.
“Do you want me to keep her for a bit?” Mavis asked hopefully, “I could give her the full works.”
“Wait,” Lisa interrupted, trying to wipe the cum out of her eyes, “I'm sorry Bart, I shouldn't have turned on you. I'll be good, I'll do anything you tell me to.”
“Oh I know you will,” Bart agreed as he pulled up his shorts, “By the time she's done with you, you won't have an ounce of fight left in you.”
“No,” Lisa begged, but her brother was already halfway across the room. “I'll be your fuck toy, whatever you want, just don't leave me with her.”
Lisa's pleading became louder and more desperate when Bart reached the door. “Bart, please, I'm begging you, I'm sorry, don't leave me.”
Her voice cut off when the door closed behind him.
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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1	By : Firewalk Category: -Misc Cartoons > Crossovers Views: 16183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Simpsons Sex Universe Series 1