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Castle Town Whore	By : cno Category: Zelda > General Views: 30225 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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[AUTHOR'S NOTE: Final part of this story. Must say, it was hard to write, but it was also very rewarding. Thanks to everyone who read, and an extra special thanks to everyone who reviewed. Shout-out to Blizzard_Saga: Your insight actually meant a lot because I remember loving the stories you wrote. I'd love to discuss stuff with you, just contact me if you want. Everyone else, just enjoy :)]

She had more than enough. She counted again, carefully adding the values in her head, and came up with the same number. After paying for the new bottles and the doctor they had called after the first animals died, she had 1224 rupees left. Any other time, she would feel wealthy and carefree with that much money. Unfortunately, their house payment was due, and the Hylian Centralized Bank was demanding 1000 rupees because of their failure to pay the last few months.

If her math was correct, after she paid them and reassured them that they weren’t going to default on their loan, they would need to come up with around 1500 rupees spread over the course of the next 3 months. Quite a bit of money, but considering that the animals were healthy again, they shouldn’t have too much trouble acquiring that much money in 3 months as long as they were careful. In fact, it was possible that she could end her late night trysts into Castle Town as well. She closed the ties on the purse, and pushed it to the side of the desk. Leaning over and resting her head on her forearms, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel a little relief. Finally, it seemed as though they had a handle on this mess.

Yet, there was a small part of her that inexplicably felt disappointed. There was an icy hand gripping her stomach when she thought of putting an end to her days as a whore. She hated itself for it, but she knew that she would miss it. Well, some of it. Blowing a disgusting fat man who then stiffed her on payment was certainly not something she ever wanted to do again. But, she had to reluctantly admit, her experience had shown her a different side to sex: a visceral, fierce, dominating style that simply didn’t exist with her loving husband. She was glad to be getting out, thankful for being able to leave of her own free will without any serious problems, but there was no denying the feelings she had gotten some of those nights.

She would just have to get over it. Or, more accurately, get back underneath Link. He had completely stopped trying to entice her into physical intimacy. When he had finally confronted her about her, she had managed to placate him by saying she was stressed about the horses and the loan. As always, he maintained a stoic silence, but she could tell it was bothering him. Maybe if they were able to get a healthy sex life going again, she could kill two birds with one stone.

She took a look out the window, taking a moment to enjoy the site of the setting set creating a crimson ring on the horizon. Above her, she could hear Link moving around, preparing himself for bed. She sighed and stretched, quickly feeling the fatigue of the last month taking its toll on her. She could leave first thing in the morning and put the solution into motion. All that was left was to get some sleep, which her fluttering eyelids told her wouldn’t be a problem.

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The wooden bench was rather uncomfortable. She knew it wasn’t exactly designed with comfort in mind, but it didn’t make the wait any easier. She nervously shifted the purse in her hands, and tried to relax. She glanced at the door to her right again, but it was still closed. The large engraving next to the handle identifying the room as belonging to Cato Ramsay. Looking around the bank, she saw a few of the workers glancing at her and quickly averting their gaze when they saw she noticed. The attention made her a little uneasy, but she wasn’t sure if it was because of her semi-fame from Lon-Lon Ranch and marrying Link, or infamy of being deep in debt, not paying her debts, and resorting to turning tricks to avoid bankruptcy. She knew it was highly unlikely they knew of her recent “side-job”, but the anxiety imprisoned her guts anyway.

Finally, the door next to her opened, and the man she had been waiting for emerged. “You can come in now Miss Malon. Sorry about the wait.” He wasn't a physically imposing man, merely 6 feet tall and maybe 150 pounds, but she was scared of him just the same. Behind his bespeckled eyes and disarming smile was the mind that had managed to take control of the largest financial entity in the kingdom by the age of 21. He gestured to the inside of his office, and she nervously followed his instructions. As she walked passed him, she could almost swear she noticed his gaze switch to her ass.

She walked forward, and awkwardly stood next to the large wooden chair, waiting for instructions. Cato strode to the other side of the large mahogany desk and plopped down in the expensive looking leather chair. He spent a few seconds flipping through a few pieces of paper on his desk, then looked up. “Oh, please sit. No need to feel uncomfortable.” She cautiously took her place in the chair, which was thankfully more comfortable than the bench outside. But despite his reassurance, she still felt very nervous.

“I must say, I’m glad you came in. We were starting to get worried after you didn’t pay the last 3 months. If you weren’t here...well lets not talk about unpleasant things. According to my records, due to recent events, the bank has requested 1000 rupees, yes?” She nodded, biting her lip. “Quite a hefty chunk of change. I could understand if you weren’t able to come up with it all...”

She interrupted him by picking up her purse and gesturing it towards him. “Nonono. I’ve got it. No need to foreclose or raise the interest higher.” He raised an eyebrow with surprise. He swept his hand towards his desk, and she placed the purse atop it quickly. Cato opened undid the ties and took a quick look inside, raising his eyebrows with an impressed look on his face. “Well, that is unexpected. But most definitely welcome.” He placed the purse down behind his desk, and wrote something on the papers in front of him.

“If you don’t mind me asking Miss Malon, how did you manage to come with that much money in such a short amount of time?” He asked, scribbling diligently. Her voice caught in her throat. She stammered, coughed, then tried again. “W-what do you mean?” He looked up. “I am not a fool Miss Malon. Your yearly revenue for the ranch is around 8300 rupees, minus normal expenses you’re probably looking at around 4400 over the course of the entire year. If you’re going to tell me that you managed to scrounge up a quarter of your yearly profit in 3 weeks without your full stock of animals you must think me an idiot.”

Her eyes widened like saucers and her jaw hung open. “How...how do you know how much the ranch makes?” He wasn’t exactly right of course, but he was pretty damn close. He shrugged nonchalantly. “It’s my job. Now, back to the question at hand. You realize that we cannot accept money that was gained via illegal means yes? It would cause nothing but a giant headache and mountains of problems with the authorities, so I’m afraid you’re going to have to tell me where you came up with 1000 rupees.”

The room suddenly felt very hot. She pulled at her collar and bit her lip. Prostitution wasn’t illegal, it was just frowned upon by the powers that be. She really didn’t want anyone else to know, but if it was needed to pay the debt, she was going to have to do it. Her face flushed and she glued her eyes to the ground as she spoke softly, “I...uh....entertained men in my spare time.” She couldn’t see Cato’s reaction, but she heard him ask in an unreadable tone a few seconds later. “So you prostituted yourself.” It wasn’t a question. She nodded shamefully.

There was more scribbling and a loud silence. “Ok, well, that takes care of your payment to this point. That leaves 3000 in the account due in 5 months, one payment of 600 due every month.” Her heart almost stopped. That wasn’t right. Her gaze shot back up to his, making him cock an eyebrow. “Is there a problem?” Her voice failed for a moment. “I...that’s double what it should be. We only owe 1500 in 3 months.”

Cato sighed, and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes and rubbing his fingers against his temples. “Miss Malon, you completely ignored the first 3 months of your agreed upon loan. In most cases, that would automatically be grounds for default. In this case, the bank instead raised the interest rate to protect their investment. Honestly, you’re lucky you’re keeping your house.”

She could feel tears form at the corners of her eyes. “I...we can’t pay that much. Please, please don’t do this.” He looked at her with sympathy, drumming his fingers on the desk as if in thought. He sighed, then leaned closer to her. “As the chief executive of the Hylian Centralized Bank, there’s nothing I can do. But.” He paused for a moment, as if rethinking his next words. “But as a private citizen, I can pay the difference for you.”

She stared at him, the meaning of his words not registering for her for almost a minute. Then a smile lit up her features. “By the Goddesses, are you serious? You have no idea what this means to me.” He raised his hand, interrupting her thankful soliloquy. “Oh, I think I do. But you don’t seem to understand Miss Malon, is that it’s not an act of charity. It’s payment.” Her face faltered. “Payment for what?”

He avoided the question. “Does your husband know what you did to earn this money?” She frowned at the change of topic. “No. I’m almost certain he would not approve, but there was no other solution, so I had to hide it from him.”

This answer seemed to please him, as he leaned back in his chair with a smile pulling at his lips. “Let me tell what’s going to happen Miss Malon. I’m going to come by your ranch tonight and you’ll treat me to dinner, then I’m going to fuck you in front of your husband.”

Blood rushed to her face, and her mouth opened in shock and anger. “I..What makes you think I will go along with something like that? I may have been a whore, but I’m not a slave that will bend over at your command.”

Cato shrugged, seemingly unaffected by her outburst. “It would appear as though your choices are default, bankruptcy and homeless, or whoring yourself out for the good...or perhaps not so good citizens of Castle Town for half a year. Or one last night on your knees, working off your debts. It’s your choice, but I think we both know there’s only one real option.”

Her eyes narrowed in anger, but as she considered his words, she realized he was right. She was trapped, and this was her only real solution. She turned her eyes to the ground, and whispered: “Why does Link have to watch?” Cato happily scribbled some more on the papers in front of him, not answering right away. Finally, he carefully replied, “You probably don’t know much about me Miss Malon, but I’m sure you can guess that I take pleasure in success. A man doesn’t become head of the Hylian Centralized Bank in his 20s by being content with his current lot. But if there’s something I enjoy more than being successful, it’s showing someone that I am better than them. That I succeed where they fail.”

He pulled his gaze up to meet hers, his eyes cold and unmoving. “You are going to explain to your husband that he failed as a provider, and that due to his inadequacies, you reduced yourself to a whore to cover for him. But even that wasn’t enough, so I came in and saved you. You will tell him that I did the job that he couldn’t. Then, you will worship my cock, suck it like its your last meal, bend over and take it both holes like a bitch in heat, and in the end, you’ll go to bed you share with him covered in my cum.”

His words made the fist around her guys tighten it’s icy grasp, but also brought a heat to her loins. His demands disgusted her, yet also excited her. But in the end. what choice did she have? She stood up from the chair, and headed towards the exit, hanging her head. As she reached the door, she paused with her hand grasping the knob. “Dinner will be an hour before sundown.”

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Cato showed up at the ranch right on time, to Malon’s dismay. She wanted to believe that his demands had been a cruel joke, or that he would change his mind or back out or forget. But the sight of his approaching horse brought her back to reality, the icy cold fist gripping her stomach once again. The horse wandered towards her, and she reluctantly waved with a forced smile, then gestured wordlessly towards the stables. Cato nodded with an unreadable expression and directed his steed per her direction.

He emerged from the stables a minute later, removing his riding gloves. She rubbed her hands together nervously, not really knowing what to say as he approached. “Um...supper will be ready in a few more minutes in the house.” She said motioning at the large building behind her. Cato nodded in understanding. “Have you informed Link about the plans for tonight?” Her gaze fell to the ground and her face flushed. “N-no. It was naive of me, but I kind of hoped you wouldn’t go through with it.”

He chuckled and placed a friendly arm on her shoulder. “What? Miss out on fucking a pretty girl in front of her husband? Not very likely. Now come, I haven’t eaten all day.” He turned towards the house and made his way to the door. Malon sighed and stalled from following him as long as she could. She knew that once she was in the house, it was real and there was no turning back. Or, she supposed, maybe the point of no return was long ago.

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Dinner passed without very much incident. Link had been surprised at their guest, but accepted the explanation of a “thank you” for helping them out. The pair discussed Hylian/Gerudo relations, and the possibility of opening a trade route with Termina. Malon spent most of the meal poking at her food, imagining how the inevitable next part would go. She felt an anxious dread as she considered the emotional damage Cato could do to her marriage, perhaps beyond repair. But when it came to the act itself, she found herself squirming in her seat, more excited than disgusted. As she pondered the warmth between her thighs, she thought: “Oh god, what is wrong with me? I’m not actually a whore. I’m just doing this because I need to. I’m just doing this because I need to.”

She looked up at her two dining companions, and noticed with a twinge in her gut that they were both finished with their dinner. Link was sitting back in her chair, picking some of the food out of his teeth. Meanwhile, Cato was looking at her knowingly. He cocked an eyebrow and gestured with his head, silently asking her if she was ready. That was a good question. Would she ever be ready for this? Her heart said no, her loins said yes. She pushed her plate of mostly uneaten food to the side, then gathered her resolve and nodded.

Cato turned to Link with a sudden seriousness, catching his attention. “I think there’s something you should know about your finances Link. But you should hear it from Malon.” Her husband turned to her with confusion in his eyes, and her heart broke as she formed the words in her head. “Despite what you believed, things weren’t going to ‘work themselves out’. We were in over our heads and we owed more money than we could ever reasonably make. If we did nothing, they would have taken the house and left us homeless, and no credit to our name. So...” She paused, the words catching in her throat, unable to look him in the eye. “So I took matters into my own hands.”

Link responded with confused silence, so she took a deep breath and continued. “I started sneaking out at night and going into Castle Town to whore myself for extra money.” She let the revelation sink in for a moment, not daring to look at him, instead keeping her eyes fixed on the table. “I actually made quite a bit; enough to cover the payment we owed the bank. But...since we missed the first two, we ended up owing more than we could ever pay, even if my extra income. So-”

Cato interrupted her. “So I stepped in and saved you both from homelessness and bankruptcy.” Whereas Malon was looking anywhere but her husband, Cato was staring him in the eyes. “You’re a great warrior Link, and a good man. But you failed your wife. I had to save her when you couldn’t. I am her hero now. And do you know what heros get?” He gestured over in Malon’s direction, not breaking his gaze. Her heart began thundering in her chest as she reluctantly pushed herself out of her chair and slowly made her way over to him. Time seemed to slow down as she took step after step. She could see the hurt, disappointment and confusion in her husband’s eyes, while at the same time she could sense the pride radiating from Cato. Link’s pain softened her heart, but Cato’s dominance heated her blood.

Finally, she reached him, causing him to push his chair out from the table, giving her enough room to kneel down. She did so nervously, moving down to her knees, her back facing Link and tucked her hair behind her ear, nervously waiting for him to reveal his organ to her. She realized with a twinge of pain in her heart, that he was going to make her do it, so she obediently unstrapped his leather belt, and pushed his trousers down to his thighs. In the last 4 weeks, Malon had seen more than her fair share of dicks, but she was still quite impressed with the stiff rod presented to her. Hard, smooth, and standing at about seven inches with quite a bit of girth, she had to say, it was quite an attractive cock. As she opened her mouth and ran her tongue under the head, she actually forgot that Link was watching.

She was brought back to reality, however, when she looked up at Cato and noticed he was not watching her lick his rod as all her other clients had, but was instead smirking at her husband. The icy hand squeezed at her heart once again as she took the meat into her mouth, slurping lewdly as she lathered his dick with saliva. She gripped the base of his shaft with her left hand, pumping and twisting as she had learned to do, all the while running her tongue around the head. Within a few minutes, the practiced ease lulled her into a thoughtless trance, removing everything from her mind but herself, Cato, and the cock in her mouth.

However, he apparently grew bored of the vanilla fellatio, as he soon gripped her hair and roughly pushed her head down further onto his length. Her recent practice with things down her throat stopped her from gagging, but she couldn’t stop the spit that leaked from her lips and fell down her chin, nor the wet sound as his meat pounded into her throat. She shut her eyes tight as he relentlessly forced her head up and down, up and down, the moist squishy noises sounding almost deafening in the otherwise silent room.

Mercifully, he pulled her head back off his pole, allowing her to get a deep lungful of air. She wiped her chin on her hand, surprised at how much spit she had managed to get on her face. Cato looked down at her, a genuine smile on his face as he watched her catch her breath, then grabbed her wrist and pulled her up off her knees. “It’s not a surprise you managed to make so much money so quickly Malon; you’ve got some impressive cocksucking skills.” She ignored his comment as he helped her to her feet, then obediently placed her hands on the table and stuck her ass out, already knowing what was coming next. She turned her head to the left, intentionally avoiding looking at Link.

Cato laughed as she presented her ass to him, and ran his hands up and down her sides, grazing the sides of her sizeable breasts and reached down to her hips. He hiked up her skirt, revealing her round, full as, and gave her a flirtatious slap. “Goddess, what a fantastic ass. You must be proud Link.” He gave her another light smack. “In fact, her whole body is pretty fantastic. It’s a shame it’s covered by these farm cloths.” On that note, he casually reached down to the neckline of her dress, and began ripping it down the middle. After a few powerful pulls, her large, perky breasts were revealed in the enormous hole now in her outfit. He pulled the dress down from her shoulders, the ripped cloth falling down without the restraints.

He took one of her delicious globes in his hand and said, “Much better.” He leaned down and kissed her shoulder, causing her to shudder. She was trying to hide it, but his attention was turning the warmth in her core into a raging fire. She secretly wished the hand on her breast would squeeze and pull on her nipple, and that he would just start fucking her, but she kept up her stoicism for Link’s sake.

She got her wish as Cato brought his cock to her slick entrance, not bothering to be slow or gentle. He quickly slid his length into her tight hole, stretching out her walls and making her groan despite herself. His hold on her tits tightened as he used the grip as leverage to pound himself in deeper. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, his fingertips squeezing her breast, his cock frantically sliding in and out of her slick passage, setting her nerves on fire and making her pulse quicken even more. She tried to ignore it. She tried to tell herself she was only doing her duty. But in the end, she couldn’t help it. She lost herself. She moaned and shoved her hips backwards to meet his thrusts. Even to her, her sounds of pleasure sounded whorish, but she didn’t care.

The table started to shift forwards with the rough thrusting, her grip failing her as she tried not to fall forwards, lest Cato lose the angle of his thrusting. But eventually her hands slipped and her face fell forwards onto the table with a thud. She started to push herself back up, but quickly became overwhelmed as Cato resumed his frantical fucking at this new angle, hitting spots in her passage she didn’t know existed. She shut her eyes as the sensation overwhelmed her, panting and moaning like a cheap whore.

She whined when he pulled his meat from her pussy, but groaned when he spread her cheeks and pressed the head against her asshole. It was a very tight fit, and her eyes crossed as the thick rod penetrated her, but before long, he was pounding his cock into her ass, and she was back to breathlessly moaning her approval. Had she been in a proper state of mind, she would have wondered how he managed to fit his entire length into her rectum, but right now she didn’t care. Her skin felt like it was on fire, and all she knew was that she didn’t want him to stop. Her nipples were dragging against the rough edge of the table, causing a mixture of pain and pleasure, her nails digging into the wood.

The sound of his thighs slapping against her ass cheeks was drowned out only by her cries, as he pounded himself into her tight hole, giving her the roughest ass-fucking she’d ever had. As he sped up, she could feel her mind start to drift away as her pleasure built to a crescendo. Her whole body began to tingle as the mushroom head of his dick scraped against her neglected walls, and her breathing became labored. One last thrust did it, and she lost control. Her mind went blank, nothing existing but pleasure as the sensation of the cock in her ass ignited all of her nerves at once. She came back down from her high finding that her tongue had lolled out of her mouth, and that Cato’s pace had become erratic, signalling that he too was nearing his peak.

Finally, he quickly pulled himself out of her ass with a slight pop, and grabbed her by the shoulder, forcing her to turn around. She mustered as much strength as she could to sit up, and stick out her tongue as he aimed his cock towards her pretty face. “Oh Goddess, here it comes. You want it? Tell me you want it.” He muttered, pumping his fist up and down his length. “Please cum on me. I want your cum.” She said instantly, opening her mouth wide, offering a target. His cock erupted almost immediately, the first stream hitting her square in the face, causing her to close her eyes, but not her mouth. A fair amount landed on her tongue before the next stream fell down to her chest, and the next to her belly, effectively covering her in his seed.

As she felt the last of the warm fluid land on her body, she collapsed back onto the top, breathing heavily. The sound of Cato pulling his trousers back up stirred her from her rest, and she opened her eyes carefully, trying not to get any of his cum into her eyes. “Well, I’m sorry you had to see that. But hopefully in the future you’ll be more careful with your finances and take better care of your wife. You don’t want her to keep being a whore now do you Link?”

Link. She looked over, and saw the look of of heartbreak incarnate. Pain, sadness, despair, and hopelessness. Her post-orgasmic glow was gone immediately. She quickly tried to cover her breasts, suddenly feeling naked, vulnerable and exposed, despite the cum all over her body. Cato gave the pair one last nod of the head almost mockingly before heading out the door.

“Keep being a whore” Cato had said. He was right. She hadn’t just been moonlighting to make money, she had been a whore. She had gone behind her husband’s back and had sex with other men for men. And she had enjoyed it. In that moment, the two looked at each other, and they both for the first time truly understood. What did this mean for them? Would Link still love her? Could Link still love her? She had laid there, panting, moaning lewdly while a man who was practically a stranger fucked her ass in front of the man she loved. She wouldn’t blame him if he walked out the door. Or kicked her out, even without cloths so everyone would recognize her as the common slut she had become.

But he didn’t. He left the room and returned with a basin of water and a rag, and wordlessly began cleaning the still warm cum off her skin. Neither of them said anything, but they both knew that things were going to have to change. Malon would need to communicate, to not be afraid to tell Link her problems, and Link would pay more attention, and be careful with money. As he softly ran the rag across her face, Link finally whispered. “No more.” A small smile tugged at her lips and she whispered back “No more. I promise.”

And she would do everything in her power to keep that promise.
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