Table of Contents

+ Add to Library

Next
Filthy Fairytales Anthology

Filthy Fairytales Anthology

KKSDarkErotica

Update: 2022-03-25

Chapter 1 Stolen Mermaid

  • She was my obsession. A beautiful creature I couldn't stop thinking about.
  • And when another mermaid told me how I could be with her, I couldn't resist. Captivated by her hypnotic appeal I had no choice but to see if the myth was true.
  • To see if I truly could have a taste of the forbidden...
  • *****************************
  • 01 My Obsession
  • It was the fourth day in a row that I’d come out here to watch her. After having come across her by accident on my dawn walk three sunrises ago.
  • She had come here near a grassy edge of the shore to use the long leaves from the trees above as a rag to shine the scales covering her legs and those molding up her sides and shimmering over her bountiful breasts.
  • Her body is enough for any man to obsess over. He told himself. Staring riveted. Especially as she used the leaves to rub her breasts in a circular motion. The scales climbed around the sides and stretched over the huge breast nearly like a hand covering it. But the creases beneath and aside were visible.
  • And they made me hungry. I wanted to lick all over her.
  • I knew it was wrong because she wasn’t human. She’s some kind of an animal. But the indented curve of her waist was nearly too small to imagine. Easily grasped by large hands like mine. Then her hips were deliciously swelled as though designed to take in a man.
  • But those scales covered everywhere I wanted to be.
  • Between her legs and deep inside her.
  • I’d stared hungrily at her. Desperately trying to figure out how a man could mate with such a mesmerizing creature but could fathom no way it’s possible.
  • Which only made me harder for her. There has to be a way.
  • She turned her back and peered over her shoulder at me as she had the last two days. Letting the water slip down her bare back. Droplets winding over smooth elegant flesh.
  • She has the skin of a princess. Not some manner of fish.
  • I’d never seen a woman so fine of form. With such large breasts and a tiny waist and lush hips but I assumed that since she resided underwater, her body could be shaped different.
  • Still, I wanted her.
  • And she wants me…I think. She was blinking at me through hooded eyes as she used the leaves to wash the curves of her smooth hips, lightly dusted with gold scales.
  • Then she turned and leaned against the bank. Leaving only her tail swishing slowly in the water. Revealing the fin which broke into two pieces seeming entirely contrived of fine winding strands.
  • Like bits of sea moss stitched together.
  • She closed her eyes and sighed. Rubbing the leaves low along her belly and writhing as though she were pleasuring herself.
  • Now. I could catch her now. I shifted where I was crouched. Badly wanting to taste her skin to feel her heat.
  • I wondered, not for the first time, who’d really come here to see who.
  • ***
  • The first morning I’d stumbled across her bathing she hadn’t seemed to notice me, and I’d paused to watch this hypnotic creature in a trancelike state, where I’d seemed unable to move. Staring at her, fascinated.
  • The second morning I’d rushed out here early to await her. Hoping I might see her again.
  • As she’d swam in, her gaze had flitted over the bank until landing on me crouched near a rock. She’d maintained eye contact with me as she swam far enough in that the water became shallow enough, she could turn and lean up out of it. Making that pearlescent skin glitter damply in the morning sunlight.
  • Begging to be touched.
  • The third day had been nearly the same as the second, but she’d been staring at me as she was now. Washing herself while she looked at me. Lips parted as though she were aroused at the fact that I watched her so intently. Crouched again behind the boulder.
  • This morning she was even bolder. Laying on the grass and writhing. Grabbing at handfuls of it as though a man were mounted atop her taking her.
  • She grabbed fistfuls of grass surrounding her like she needed to clutch at something in her throes of passion. Her pale cheeks flushed with arousal and her tail was jerking more roughly as though she were being ridden. She tossed her long waving red hair along the grass. First one way then the other. Then she admitted a primal, female moan that had me aching.
  • It was enough to make me groan with yearning. Having to shift myself in my breeches.
  • Damn her.
  • She was teasing me. I knew it.
  • She knows it.
  • -
  • 02 Hunting My Desire
  • Still, I was obsessed with her. I could think of nothing else. While having some milk and eggs, I found myself staring into the bottle of creamy milk thinking of how it matched the perfect shade of her skin. Skin I wanted to lick from top to bottom.
  • I want all of her.
  • But how?
  • How does one mate with a mermaid? The question plagued me. Keeping me from eating or drinking.
  • I tried a glass of sherry after a scant dinner that evening but the dark red shade of the liquid made me think of the shade of her hair, soaked from the sea.
  • What would it look like dry? All piled around her? It made me tighten low again just wondering such things.
  • I wanted to feel the woman. I was certain my reaction was not uncommon. I knew the lore of sirens that could lead men to their deaths.
  • I remembered the moan she’d emitted while she writhed seductively in the grass and I could see how it would drive a man to pursue her into the water until he drowned.
  • That sound echoed hauntingly in my ears. God, I want her.
  • I wanted to sink into her heat and plant deep. Then watch her lips part as they had and hear her moan that sound that made me hard just thinking about it. Then I wanted to pour cum into her soft body.
  • My dreams were haunted of images of me riding her.
  • Her clawing at me, whimpering and panting with need.
  • Then writhing beneath me as she had on that grass.
  • Damn her. I thought as soon as I woke. Having to touch myself to sate the wild need running through me.
  • ***
  • It was the fifth morning now and the sun had barely risen when I threw on my clothes and rest into the expansive gold and red corridor of the palace.
  • “Good Morning, Your Highness.” My Knights nodded in greeting.
  • “Going out again, My Prince?” The Butler asked me near the door.
  • “Indeed.”
  • To watch my little siren and see how far she goes this morning.
  • But something was bound to change this morning.
  • I could feel time was running out. Sensed the little tease would only enjoy torturing me so long. If I want her, I need to figure this out soon.
  • Before there comes a day, she doesn’t return. It made me hasten my walk out to the grassy bank. Crouching behind the familiar boulder and watching for her coming in.
  • She started by stopping on a flat boulder a distance from the shore. She slithered out, bouncing along the surface made her bountiful breasts jiggle beneath the scales.
  • “Mmm.” I growled in my throat.
  • Once fully atop the rock she rolled onto her back and lightly began stroking her chest and belly as if soothing herself as she soaked in the morning sun. Streamers of long red hair were scattered over the rock and draping into the water.
  • She’s perfection.
  • ***
  • “You wish to mate with her, don’t you?” A rasping voice near me drew my attention.
  • I glanced sideways and spotted a gray-haired woman peering just above the water. Her eyes were large and nearly red. Though her features were slim and fair there was something ominous about her that unsettled me.
  • Perhaps the red eyes.
  • I stared at the woman creature who only blinked those red eyes at me. Her nose and mouth concealed beneath the sloshing water.
  • She floated eerily along the surface as though one with it. She turned up her face, so her mouth was above the water and her rasping voice rose again.
  • “Do you want her, Little Prince?”
  • “I do.” I said quickly. Easing further back from the water. Wanting some distance between myself and this darker mermaid.
  • If that’s what she is.
  • ***
  • “Take her onto the shore…” She rasped. Her eyes large and smiling with some hint of triumph.
  • “What?”
  • “If the sun sets and she is not in the water, her fins will turn to legs. Then you can have her.”
  • “Human legs?”
  • “As human as yours…” She nodded. “Her flesh will appear as human. For you to take, if you wish it.”
  • I looked over at the red-haired seductress sprawled on the rock and imagined myself climbing over her. Making me ache below the belt. “I do. I do wish it.”
  • “Then take her.” The strange woman gestured to the beauty drying on the rock. “Make her yours…But,” She lifted a finger. “A word of caution. You can’t listen to her. If you hear her voice, you’ll obey her.”
  • That worried me.
  • Wasn’t I just thinking how the voices of sirens had driven men to drown? And how I might follow her voice anywhere? I eyed the strange woman a long while.
  • “Why would you let me have her?”
  • -
  • 03 A Captivating Captive
  • “We don’t like Ari.” This female said simply. “She steals the attention of our men. She’s a wanton. She lures them away from us. A taste of captivity would do Ari well.”
  • Ari? So that was her name.
  • It suited her. I shot this strange woman-creature a quick look. My black brows shooting up as I knew my blue eyes were awash with curiosity. Wanting to know more.
  • It was true that the woman I desired touched herself as if she knew the pleasures of being with a man. Still, she exuded some bit of innocence that made her twice as tantalizing. I wondered briefly if I could believe this creature divulging so much.
  • “Well,” She cocked her head. Blinking just those red eyes against the bobbing ocean surface. “what will you do?”
  • I ripped my gaze from her and stared at the one I so badly wanted. “I’ll take her.”
  • The woman nodded in approval and without a word more she turned, and I heard a large splash. Glancing over I saw the hint of a gray fin before it completely submerged.
  • “Remember…If you hear her, she’ll own you.” With that, the eerie woman was gone as fast as she’d come. Her haunting, rasping voice echoing along the rocks.
  • I shuddered. Glad she was gone.
  • And I focused on my prize, my fingers digging into the boulder at the prospect of possessing the creature.
  • ***
  • I waited excruciatingly as she swam in. Inch by inch. Her gaze roving to spot me behind the boulder. My usual spot.
  • Then she climbed half from the water and scrubbed herself with leaves as she often did. Her gaze locked on mine and her head lowered as she gave me a sultry stare. Rubbing her body in that massaging way that made me want to replace her hands with mine.
  • Then she splayed on the bank as she had yesterday.
  • Preparing to give me that teasing show again. But while she writhed and tossed her head, swaying her hips up and down as if meeting the thrusts of a man, I suddenly snatched her biceps which were stretched near her head.
  • She squawked and I put her wrists in one of my hands and swept around to cover her mouth. Sitting on her chest and holding her down made her pant for air.
  • “Quiet.” I put a finger to my lips. “And I’ll uncover your mouth.”
  • She nodded under my hand.
  • I slipped my grip away but immediately used a bit of cuff from one of my shirts to tie over her mouth.
  • Her blue eyes went huge in shock.
  • I used another strip of my shirt to bind her wrists and then without letting my grip stray from her for even the merest moment, I skid sideways off her and swept her into my arms.
  • She yelped under the binding over her mouth and flailed in my grip. Tossing her large fin like a wild fish.
  • But I was relentless as I headed toward a cave high on the sandy bank. My personal sanctuary.
  • No one knew of its existence, so it was my favorite place to hide from my father and palace responsibilities.
  • “You’re mine now, Sweet Mermaid.” I whispered against her temple.
  • Little Ari.
  • ***
  • She reached to rip the cloth off her mouth again.
  • I stopped and knelt in the sand to roll her onto her belly. Untying her wrists over her head and knotting them behind her back.
  • This seemed to really startle her. Her grunts and rapid words beneath the cloth became more desperate. Short screams followed.
  • She’s truly scared now. I could tell. The further I went from the water, the more panicked she became.
  • Once in the dark cave, I expertly made my way to a furthest corridor where I knew there was a smoke hole in the stone ceiling, so I could start a fire tonight.
  • I plan to stay with her all day.
  • And try to keep my hands off her until she turns. But already feeling her cool, slick skin was having an effect on me.
  • As she tossed against me, she sent her bobbing breasts smashing against my chest more than once. Making me wish I could put her down and have her now.
  • Even her struggles were making me crazy.
  • What is it about this creature? I hadn’t felt the same dangerous hypnosis when I’d seen the red-eyed one, as I did when I looked at this one.
  • Though this one was far more alluring.
  • ***
  • I tied her hands to a heavy boulder so no matter her struggle she couldn’t free herself from its weight.
  • She was glaring at me heatedly. The binding covering her mouth.
  • Several hours had gone by and she seemed determined to escape. Struggling every time she worked up the energy again. Grunting behind her gag. And glaring at me as though I’d betrayed her.
  • I was sure she was probably hungry but didn’t know what to feed her and I didn’t dare ask her. Afraid of what she’d say if I let her speak.
  • Probably tell me to drown myself in the sea. I winced at the idea.
  • “Do you eat fish?” I asked. Logic making me guess that’d be her main staple.
  • She hesitated. Sitting up and sliding her hair along the stone wall behind her as she gazed at me in the dimness of the cave. After a time, she gave a hesitant nod.
  • “Stay here. I’ll bring you something to eat.”
  • She wouldn’t. I’d already determined she was fierce enough, she’d not wait docilely for her captors return.
  • -
  • 04 Her Grip
  • I used a quick-catch net and soon had three different kinds of fish to take back to her. I rushed back to the cave and stood outside it a moment. Waiting.
  • Is she escaping?
  • Has she changed? But it was very quiet a long time. Until I heard the abrupt slap of her tale against the stone again.
  • Still a mermaid. I ducked at the entrance and made my way far enough into the cave that I could just make out her outline against one wall.
  • “I brought you a meal and stuff for a fire. I’ll get one going.”
  • I untied her hands when she nodded, agreeing she’d not speak. She ate quickly. Eyeing me warily.
  • When she’d finished, I immediately put the gag back and tied her back to the heavy boulder. She tossed her head and objected wildly.
  • Her tail slapping the stone loudly in agitation.
  • Clearly annoyed with me.
  • After a time, I leaned against the wall watching her. Waiting to see if she changed. At some point the warmth of the small fire must’ve gotten to me because I found I’d dozed off.
  • I heard scraping along the stone which woke me, and I saw Ari managing to free herself from the bindings.
  • She leapt onto two feet and sprinted toward the cave entrance, pausing at the turns as she was unsure which way to go.
  • She’s got feet now. It must’ve happened while I rested.
  • It didn’t take me long to catch up to her.
  • ***
  • I wrapped my arms around that tiny waist and lifted her off her feet.
  • She squawked and I quickly fought to put the binding back between her teeth while she kicked wildly and hammered small fists against my forearm.
  • But she was so tiny it seemed like the struggles of a fruit fly.
  • “Come back here, Pretty. I’m nowhere near done with you yet.” I hauled her, somewhat annoyed, back into the cave. Frustrated that I’d nearly missed my opportunity.
  • That won’t happen again. I tore what was left of my shirt to make several bindings. Pinning the knots of the first one under a huge boulder then dragging her down to tie her ankle and pin those knots under another boulder and finally the same for her other ankle. Until she was nearly completely immobilized on the sandy floor.
  • She still twisted and dragged her knees along the sandy floor as she attempt to fight the restraints.
  • I stood between her ankles to admire her body. She looks like a goddess.
  • Her hair had fully dried and was wild, red waves splayed all over the cove floor. Nearly mimicking the deeper shades of the dancing flames. The orange glow tossed over her pearly white skin. Making it nearly glitter.
  • There was a pile of gold scales where she’d been pinned before.
  • She’d shed them. Now the only gold was a small nest of glinting hair atop the crux of her thighs. And her nipples still glittered gold. The tiny numbs shimmering under a sheen of it.
  • Making resisting tasting it seem nearly impossible.
  • And her legs…Those legs…
  • ***
  • They were as perfect as the rest of her. The thighs were plump and soft. Looking juicy to the touch. Narrowing flawlessly to the elegant sway of her knees and calves to slim ankles and delicate feet.
  • Kneeling between her ankles, I scooped the outside of them and lightly trailed my fingers up the outside of them. Testing their form and the firmness of her glinting skin.
  • I had to slide between her knees to reach her hips, following the curve to her tiny waist before trailing the lines of her pelvis back down to her center. As much as I wanted to touch her there, I sensed it’d be too soon. I splayed my fingers on the inside of her thighs and spread them apart. Looking up to her face, I saw her huge blue eyes round in shock.
  • Her gold tipped breasts were heaving as she breathed heavily.
  • Afraid or excited? I wanted it to be the latter.
  • ***
  • I moved back to her feet. Standing I saw the way her gaze roved over my bare torso. The entirety of my shirt was what kept her tied down and gagged so my sun-browned skin was available to her gaze. She stared openly at the muscles of my chest moving as I touched her. And the skin bunching over my rippled abdomen.
  • She likes the way I look. I realized she’d stopped struggling. Wanting to offer her more I slowly unlaced my breeches and skid it down my thighs. Carefully guiding my cock from my pants.
  • Her eyes became a bit wary.
  • Scared of the unknown. I registered there was no way that she was the wild seductress the other mermaid had claimed. She might be a seductress of the first kind, but she knew nothing of the ways between a man and woman. And feared the size of a heavy cock.
  • She’s innocent. I felt a moment of guilt but knew I was too aroused now to stop.
  • And she was curious enough her gaze was still roving hungrily over my body.
  • I finished shucking my pants and tossed them aside to stand before her. Letting her look her fill.
  • She jerked her head at me as if asking me to come closer.
  • Brow furrowing, I obediently walked over. When I straddled her hips, I looked down at her and saw her flexing the fingers of one hand.
  • Watching her in suspicion, I undid a few of the knots in that bit of cloth, freeing her hand several feet.
  • She shocked me when she lurched to a sitting position and caught my cock in her fist.
  • -
  • 05 Her Curiosity
  • I gasped, afraid she might yank but to my surprise she merely fingered its length. Eying it in awe.
  • I wanted to take the cloth off her mouth. Hear what she’d have to say.
  • If I could understand it.
  • And I wanted to watch her lips part in excitement or see when she licked them in anticipation. I felt I was somehow robbing us both by stealing her voice.
  • She closed her fist fully and I hummed in pleasure. Lowering to my knees over her belly to give her more access. She began tightening and loosening her grip. Giving me a questioning grip.
  • I reached to put my hand over hers. Guiding her hand up and down and showing her when to tighten it, to melt me.
  • She caught on quickly. Stroking me more thoroughly.
  • I gasped in pleasure at the smooth slickness of her grip. Letting her have her way with my body. I leaned back onto my palms and let her eyes take me in.
  • She watched the way my belly tightened every time she stroked away from me then relaxed as she slid her hand back down. She watched greedily.
  • I was instantly wondering if she’d be so starved to take my body into hers.
  • ***
  • I noticed that beneath me she was writhing her hips up to meet each stroke. Instinctively knowing the movements. And I badly wanted to feel her.
  • I lightly tugged myself from her grip and climbed back down between her ankles. Stroking her long curved legs.
  • I’d always been weakened by the legs of attractive women.
  • And hers are perfection. I stroked her heel and began rubbing my hands up the inside of her legs. Inching forward on my knees until I was between her thighs. I caught my cock and began rubbing the tip in circles along her thigh.
  • She blinked rapidly at me. Lurching up to watch. She gave me a quizzical look, so I moved to her center and lightly began rubbing her push lower lips with my tip.
  • Her brows shot up and I knew that behind that gag her lips would be parted in delicious surprise.
  • Once I felt she’d moistened enough I caught one of her hips and leaned over her, dropping in a push up over her body and I held her hip still as I lightly began to enter her with just the tip of my rod. Feeling her warm flesh peel open to make way for me. Then suck me tight once I was in. As if wanting to pull me in deeper.
  • And I want more. But I waited. Letting her dampen and her gaze become hooded with pleasure.
  • Only then did I grunt and push further. Entering her enough that her walls had to stretch and her knees rose slightly as though she’d try to block me out.
  • Her fingers flexed and her neck strained.
  • So, I paused. Deciding I couldn’t do this with her all tied up I reached up and unknotted her wrists. Still planted partway into her but unmoving.
  • I’ve never taken a woman bound and had no desire to now.
  • If she’s curious she should get to touch me as she wishes. Learn my body as I learn hers.
  • She leaned up onto her elbows to give me a shocked look. She tentatively reached for the mouth cover.
  • I shook my head no. “Leave that on. Please.”
  • She frowned, brows drawing together but slowly lowered her hands.
  • Is she going to run?
  • -
  • 06 A Brutal Taking
  • She made no move to go so I slid out of her and leaned back to untie one ankle, then the other.
  • I waited a moment to see if she’d jump and run away. When she didn’t, I felt like it was an agreement to what I intended to do to her. So, I felt less restraint as I entered her this time. I paused midway in and then thrust hard. Nipping at her shoulder.
  • She gasped but I felt no barrier.
  • Perhaps not as innocent as I thought. But it only fueled my desire for her. My willingness to take her a bit more roughly.
  • As I planted deep in her warmth, her legs drew up to hug my hips and I yearned for more. I cupped her large breasts, knowing they spilled over my fingers as I fondled their softness. Then I thrust into her hard again. Taking her body fully.
  • Her head fell back, and her throat worked.
  • I rode her violently, pounding into her woman’s cushion as I’d craved to do all those mornings, she’d caressed herself and writhed in pleasure in the grass.
  • I heard her moan again in my mind and felt myself grow fiercely hard. I was thrusting hard into her. Holding her hips in place to receive me fully. Watching her breasts ripple upward then sway back down with each hard pulse.
  • Her body was a rhythm, and I was savoring every movement. She lifted her hips as if wanting more so I gave it to her harder. Seeing her skin blush red and a sheen of sweat covering her body as she moaned behind the gag.
  • ***
  • She suddenly popped her head up. Watching between us where I arced up to enter her then withdrew. She watched greedily and it made me want more. I caught her breasts and used them as leverage to pull harder up her body. Sinking in so deep I felt her furthest barrier.
  • Making her whimper.
  • In pain or wanting more? I paused to look at her. But she took advantage of the moment, to hook me with one leg and roll me aside.
  • To run? But before I’d even completed the thought she slid up to her knees and caught my staff beneath her. Lining it up with her hole and then slamming down brutally on me.
  • “Ahhh.” I moaned in intense pleasure. Feeling my balls tighten.
  • But she was far from finished. She lurched up sliding to just the tip and then doing slow circles on it before dropping back on me as viciously as she had a moment ago.
  • I lurched up feeling even my toes curling.
  • She continued riding me wildly. Tossing her hair over her shoulder like a wild mare as she ground against me. Slipping up then slamming down. Her claws embedded in my chest as she greedily took my body.
  • When I was close to climax I grunted, gritting my teeth.
  • Her nails dug in harder, and she twirled her hip in long circles. Dragging her body up and down. Up and down until I spurted hot cum into her. Catching her hips and yanking her down hard on me. While I stabbed into her.
  • Her breasts swinging like great pendulums with every motion. Her hips rippling as they tightened and then relaxed. Taking me in deep as her inner walls sucked me better than any mouth I’d ever come across. Sinking me in deeper.
  • As if her very pussy were hungry for my cock.
  • Her back arched and she moaned wildly beneath the gag. Her gold tipped breasts jutting upward on the bountiful skin.
  • As I came my body grew weak and I slumped in exhaustion.
  • She was staring at me intensely and I could no longer resist knowing what she’d say.
  • I caught the gag and yanked it down her neck.
  • She blinked huge blue eyes at me and said one demanding word…
  • “More.”
  • THE END