Zelda: The Misadventures of Link

The Legend of Zelda: The Misadventures of Link

Episode Five: Anju of Kakariko

Author's notes: Things get a little disturbing towards the end, but worry not: Anju is NOT Link's mother, Link does not get anally violated by a pair of nymphomaniacs. =)

Since I've been asked: I the future, I'm probably not going to be doing Link/Shiek. Lady Goddess Sephiroth seems to have it taken care of in "Twisted Futurity," and I'll readily admit that she's a superior author.

To the Reviewers:

-Virgil121: Don't thank God, thank Miyamoto for making the game, and thank my previous girlfriends for making me into a sick, twisted freak. Yes, there's a lot of Yaoi. The only way to change the balance is to go write something of your own, so that's what I'm doing. Gerudos: easy enough. Zoras? Um, fish sex? Do they even reproduce like hylians? I'm open to input...

-Zero1234: I dunno about the Kokiri chapter... it's tough stuff! You must admit, this is sick and twisted already... adding a bunch of permanently pre-pubescent "kids" into the mix doesn't simplify things. But don't worry, I'm on it!

-Mr. Crash: thanks for your input! i'm not hung up on believability or terribly high quality writing (face it, there's worse out there). I'm glad to hear this stuff is beatable. but hey, are you knocking silly? nothing wrong with silly, it makes for unlikely yet fun situations (and you must admit: Saria as a slut is pretty hot..)

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Link always enjoyed riding, but he'd never ridden with a woman before. Malon rode behind him on Epona, her breasts pressing lightly against his back as her slender arms snaked around his waist. They rode leisurely, as if all the cares of the world could wait.

Link was puzzled. Malon had been telling him about her experiences with Anju. "So, Impa sent you to her?"

"Yes, it was just a year after you disappeared," she said, nuzzling his neck. "I was delivering Milk to the castle, before Ganondorf took over. I ran into Impa again."

"Again?" Link scowled, but then he remembered the events ofthe day he met Zelda.

"Yes, I thought you knew," said the redhead. "That day seven years ago was like an awakening for me. But I saw her again, and she told me that the castle wouldn't be safe much longer. She said if I wanted more 'instruction' that I should see Anju."

Link smirked with satisfaction. He had wondered about Impa ever since he'd first heard of the woman. "So what happened?"

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Three years prior...

Malon was staying at the inn in Kakariko after deliveing a load of Milk from Lon Lon, shortly after her 14th birthday. The whole day had been spend unpacking he shipment, so she had decided to stay at the inn rather than risk the dangerous trip back to the ranch in he middle of he night.

She shared a secluded table with Anju, the beautiful redhead who raised Cuccos. The pair conversed softly about the dark times. Ganondorf had just taken up residence in his newly completed tower, and the rest of Hyrule Castle's bustling town was now completely deserted.

Eventually, conversation drifted to the subject of Impa. "Have you ever met her?" Malon asked, steering the conversation towards her desired topic.

"Well, yes, we used to be really good friends until she became so busy," Anju replied, blushing slightly. "She used to live right here in Kakariko, you know, just until she disappeared."

"I know," Malon commented. Taking a deep breath, she decided to take the plunge. "Actually, the last time I talked to her she said I should come see you."

"Oh.. really?" Anju blushed deeper now. She feigned nervousness, brushing a stray strand of her silky red hair out of her face.

"Yes... she said you might, um, continue teaching me where she left off..." Malon trailed off. Under the table, she began to brush her foot against the inside of Anju's knee. The fourteen year old girl's face flushed slightly.

"Ohhh... I see," Anju replied. With a strange intensity, she continued. "I see you must have known Impa very well, then." She winked at the farm girl suggestively, flashing a rather feline grin.

"Yes, I did," Malon giggled. "Actually, she said you might even have a place for me to spend the night.

Anju nodded, a look of understanding in her eyes. "Of course!" The woman stood up, offering her arm to the younger girl. "Let's leave this dump. I know just the place."

Anju led Malon out of the bar. The teenager thought she noticed furtive leering from some of the older men in the inn's common room as they left, arm in arm. Anju led the girl across town to Impa's old house, now a landmark attraction.

"Now, it's just around the back," Anju casually led Malon with one arm around the girl's waist, slowly drifting suggestively and perilously downward...

She took Malon to an entrance to the house's basement, and they disappeared inside.

Malon could hardly see in the darkened room until Anju lit the torches on the walls. They were in a small stone chamber, spartan in its lack of furnishing, except that in one corner stood a large bed, a large chest, and a rack filled with various equipment Malon had never seen before. Anju led Malon over to the bed and sat her down.

"So, since Impa sent you, I'm assuming you know why you're here," Anju said, sitting down next to a nervous Malon, draping her arm comfortingly around the girl's shoulders.

Malon giggled weakly. "Welll, knowing what I know about Impa," she began, remembering her first encounter with the older woman, "I think I'm here so you can teach me more about sex."

Anju noded and rose to her feet, holding the teenager's hands in her own. "That's right," she said with a gentle smile, "I'm going to teach you how to enjoy your body in ways you've never imagined before." The older woman slowly began to remove her clothing, standing right before Malon. She looked the girl squarely in the eye and continued. "Since you know Impa I don't need to teach you how to have sex with a woman," she purred, removing her blouse, and revealing a black leather bustier. "And since Impa sent you here, you must be ready to learn how to serve your lover more... submissively." Anju removed her skirt, revealing her lack of panties, and her silk stockings and high heeled leather boots.

Malon's eyes widened in mixed excitement and fear as Anju removed an enormous strap-on from the shelf next to the bed. "I think I understand, " she said. "I'm supposed to do whatever you say, right?"

Anju nodded benevolently. "That's right. Whatever I say. And I can do whatever I want, and make you do anything. But I do promise that I won't injure you. Are you willing?"

Malon stared down at her hands in her lap for a moment, restless. "I'm willing," she said, locking eyes with Anju. "I'll do as I'm told, Anju."

Anju's smile grew into a wicked sneer as she fastened her strap-on in place. "Very well. Now, for your first lesson," she said, towering over Malon's smaller figure, "You will address me as Mistress, Mistress Anju, or Ma'am. Is that clear?"

Malon nodded. She could feel her eyes bugging out of her head in fascination. "Yes, I understand."

In the blink of an eye, Anju's palm smacked into the girl's face. "WHAT DID I JUST TELL YOU, WORTHLESS CUNT?!" Anju bellowed.

Malon fell over on the bed, astounded by the sheer force of Anju's slap. "Yes, Mistress," she whimpered.

"Yes, that's better," Anju acknowledged he girl in a softer, more comforting tone. "Now, for your second lesson, get on your knees and suck my cock!" Anju commanded in stentorian tones.

Malon obeyed quickly. This would be easy... she's been sucking cock for years. She took the strap-on in her hands and began pumping it in and out of her mouth.

"Good, very good!" Anju exclaimed, amused by the young girl's apparent experience. "Now, take it all in, my little cunt."

Malon came up for air for a second. "But it's so large.. " she examined the strap-on. "It's nearly a foot long!"

Anju slapped her again, harder. Malon tilted her head up as tears welled in her eyes.

"Yes, Mistress Anju," she whimpered. Placing her hands on the dominant woman's hips, she attempted to pull the entire length of the dildo into her mouth. When she was about halfway there, Anju sighed in disgust.

"Really, what do you think you're doing?" she said disapprovingly. "Here's I'll help you." Anju held Malon's head between her hands and pulled.

Malon felt the articifial cock stretching her throat, penetrating deeper and deeper until it finally rested entirely within her throat and mouth. She gurgled pathetically, unable to breathe, and her tears flowed freely now. Suddenly Anju withdrew.

"Now, how did you enjoy that, my little whore?" She asked, still holding the girl's head.

Malon hesistated, fearing what might happen if she said that it hurt. "It feels wonderful, Mistress," she said, nearly sobbing.

"Good! You won't mind if I do it again, then, will you?" Anju pressed her strap on into the girls mouth and thrusted deeply, this time with such speed that Malon nearly puked. This time she struggled, attempting to pull away.

"Oh, no you don't!" cried Anju, laughing mercilessly. "Just for that, I'm going to keep it in!" Anju brutally backed Malon up, pinning her against the bed. The girl struggled and attempted to cry out, but the faux penis stifled her cries to a mere gurgling.

Malon could hardly breathe, and her vision began to blur from the lack of air. She felt so humbled by the sheer sexual audacity of the other woman. Slowly, realizing that her only path could be to submit, she began to slowly fuck the dildo with her throat.

"What's this?" Anju exclaimed loudly. "My little cunt is learning to fuck with her throat! Wonderful!" She began to thrust her hips, slowly moving her artificial member in the girl's throat.

Malon gasped for breaths between strokes, attempting to get enough air to stay conscious. Anju saw her breathing, and once again plugged her throat with the strap-on. "Little bitch, you'll breathe when I say so!"

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Malon awoke with no idea where she was. As her eyes slowly focused, she found herself bound expertly, spread eagle onthe bed. Her legs were covered with thigh high boots, and a cupless corset constricted her breathing and left her nipples out in the open, perky in the cold air of Impa's dungeon.

"Ahh, my little cunt is awake again," she heard Anju speak from the shadows. "How do you feel?"

Malon was slow to reply, but she answered creatively, realizing how right Impa was to send her to the older redhead. "I feel like I've been bad," she said. "I think I need more punishment."

"Very good, little Malon!" Anju exclaimed, stepping forward out of the shadows. She had removed her boots in favor of simple high heels, and her monstrous strap-on was nowhere to be seen. She climbed onto the bed, straddling Malon's neck.

"Am I going to eat your pussy, Mistress Anju?"

Anju laughed, but said nothing. Instead, she pressed her crotch onto the girl's face, smothering Malon's mouth with scent. She slowly ground her pussy against the girl's mouth, as Malon teased the woman's clitoris with her nose and licked her cunt with her tongue.

"Very good!" Anju moaned softly. She held the girl's head in her hands again, griding harder. Her juices flowed freely, and soon Malon's face was covered with Anju's salty sweet honey.

As Anju sat on the girl's face, her body responded quickly, years of experience culminating in a quick, sharp, violent orgasm that left both women breathless.

"Very good, my little servant," Anju said, gasping for breath. "I haven't been eaten that well in a long time."

"I'm glad," said Malon, wistfully, as she licked her lips. Anju's taste was making her heart race.

Anju stood up and slowly retrieved two dildos from the shelf by the bed. "Now, since you've been a good little whore for me, I'll be happy to return the favor."

Malon gasped in excitement as Anju squatted between her open legs. "What's this?" the older woman asked, knowingly. "You're already wet! Tremendously wet!"

Indeed, Malon could feel the damp spot on the bedsheet that had been growing since she awoke. "Yes Mistress," she said. "I want you to fuck me."

"Very well!" Anju said. She moistened the first dildo by licking it and placing it deep into her mouth. Quickly, with no mercy or gentleness whatsoever, she shoved it into Malon's anus. The girl cried out in horror, but her cry turned into a pleased gasp as Anju mercilessly shoved the second dildo deep into her dripping cunt. She began to move both of them in and out at the same time.

"Oh gods," Malon gasped, resisting the urge to scream. "I fell so...full!"

Anju laughed again, and then began to lick the girl's clit,still working away with the pair of dildos. Now Malon did scream: A cry of pleasure pierced the night air, carrying throughout Kakariko.

"My little bitch, the night is young," Anju purred, "and this is just the beginning!"

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The present....

As Epona halted in front of Anju's cucco pen, the woman came running up. Malon fell into the woman's arms as the two embraced. Link's eyes bulged as the two women shared a long, deep kiss.

"Um..." he said, scratching his head. He felt awkward.

Malon pulled away from Anju, remembering Link. "Anju, this is Link."

Anju smiled and extended her hand to the Hero as he dismounted. She blushed as Link took her hand and kissed it. "It's a pleasure to meet you," she said, somewhat surprised. "But I think we already know one another," she said, glancing at Malon. "Link used to help me round up the cuccos, back before he disappeared." She looked at Link with a puzzled expression, but he didn't seem to follow her.

"No matter," she continued, placing one arm around Link's waist and the other around Malon's. "I think we're going to have a delightful evening."

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Minutes Later...

Inside Impa's dungeon, Link was growing impatient. The girls had insisted upon blindfolding him while they changed clothes. "Malon, aren't we supposed to be looking for your father?" he asked, mildly annoyed. He thought he'd humor them for a minute or two longer at most.

The only response was a chorus of giggling from Malon and Anju as the two sorted through Anju's collection of lingerie. Suddenly, the rustling of clothes stopped, and Link heard the pair walking towards him in high heels. He grinned in smug satisfaction. "So, we're not here to find your father at all, are we?" he said.

"Oh, we are," Malon replied, sitting down on his left, holding his hand, and breathing in his ear. "But he's not going to be around until later tonight, if I know him." Anju sat down on his right, mirroring Malon's actions precisely.

Anju teased his right ear with her tongue. "And until sundown, the three of us are going to have a little fun. I'm sure you won't mind..." she trailed off, and on Malon's cue they gently pushed him back onto the bed. In a flash, both women drew out handcuffs and fastened the hero's wrists to the bedposts behind his head, and removed his blindfold.

He inhaled sharply at the sight of the pair of women. Anju, probably in her mid thirties, wore a leather corset, a tight leather collar with a ring for a leash, black stockings, and leather bracelets with rings that Link assumed were for fastening them to something... Malon, barely eighteen years old, wore an elegant black merrywidow top, black stockings, elbow length satin gloves, and knee high heeled boots... along with the same enormous black strap-on that Anju had used on her years ago. She also held the leash attached to Anju's neck.

Malon stood by the side of the bed. "Now, my slave, remove our hero's clothing!" she commanded, jerking the chain brutally. Anju obeyed, stripping Link of his clothes. "You know what to do next," Malon told the older woman. Anju obeyed again, and began to suck Link's cock. Link groaned in delight as Anju gave him head. Her expert tongue teased the tip of his cock, and her hands knew just how to hold him to maximize his pleasure.

Malon watched, displeased. "Listen, bitch! When you give him a blowjob, do it like you fucking mean it!" She crouched next to Anju and Link, holding the woman's head between her hands, much as Anju had done to her in the past. She began to pump the woman's head up and down on Link's cock, brutally forcing her to take his heroic cock all the way into her mouth. She gagged and choked on his twelve inches of meat.

"Holy shit," Link managed to gasp. "Malon, aren't you hurting her?"

"Of course I'm hurting her!" Malon sneered. "That's how she likes it. Isn't it, bitch?" She pulled Anju's head up, and the woman smiled despite the tears the oral-fuck had drawn to her eyes.

"I love it, Link. Malon's a good Mistress, you know." Anju giggled. "I should know, I taught her!"

Link stared in disbelief as Malon ordered Anju back to work. The younger girl climbed on top of him, removed the strap on, straddled his face, and pressed her pussy against his mouth. The hero mumbled incoherently as Malon's scent drove him mad. He wished he could turn the tables on these women, but they had him securely bound. He'd just have to make the most of his submissive position.

In a short time, Malon was rocked by a powerful orgasm, and left Link's face dripping with her excretions. She retrieved the strap-on, and ordered Anju to stop what she was doing. Malon firmly moved Anju so that she was lying backwards on top of Link, and forced the woman to take the huge cock into her ass. Anju and Link both gasped for air, Link in terrific pleasure and Anju in severe pain as the hero's cock threatened to tear her anus to shreds. With no hesitation, Malon quickly crouched over Anju and inserted the strap on into the woman's pussy. Anju cried out in pleasure as the two huge members moved within her.

Link could feel Malon's strap-on moving with his huge cock in the older woman's overcrowded body. Her pussy was so tight that even the slightest muscle contraction sent waves of pleasure into his brain. In short order, Link felt his orgasm building, and soon he shot his load deep into Anju's ass, where it slowly dripped out onto the bed and Link's crotch.

"Okay, hero," Malon ordered. "No giving up just yet! Anju's still got some sense left in her that we need to fuck out," she said, increasing her horrific pace. Just as Malon spoke, the older woman began to shriek and gasp in pleasure as her body was assaulted by orgasm.

"Fuck! Yes!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. It was amazing that the whole town didn't hear... "I've always wanted you to fuck me, Link," she said, gasping. Anju's gasps became more frantic as Malon increased her pace even more. Link willed himself to stay hard and keep going as Malon continued to slam the older woman.

Again, Malon suddenly stopped and changed positions. She pulled Anju away from Link and flipped her over, forcing her to mount Link's cock with her dripping cunt. Anju moaned, limp and shaky from being fucked so hard. As Malon brutally shoved her artificial cock into the woman's ass, she began bucking and heaving with every thrust as the two members slid deep within her.

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An hour later...

At some point Malon decided to release Link and fasten Anju firmly to the bed, lying on her back. Link squatted by the woman's face, feeding her his cock once again, and Malon continued fucking her in the ass. Anju had suffered two orgasms already and was limp and docile, not resisting in the least to the rough treatment of the other two.

Malon was moaning and gasping in delight as well. She had switched to another strapon which, while not as large, was equipped with a dildo and buttplug on the inside, doubling her pleasure as well. Link was amazed at the voracity of the two women. He felt yet another orgasm building, and this one promised to be the largest one yet. As Anju willingly accepted every last inch of his meat into her throat, he felt himself shuddering with pleasure. Just as he came, he had the sudden impulse to pull out. He showered the woman's body with his cum, reaching Malon's lingerie as well. He crumpled, falling to the bed next to Anju, exhausted.

"Malon, I just can't do anymore," he sighed. His eyes were heavy-lidded with the desire for sleep and rest. This had been going on for two hours.

Malon went quiet and stopped thrusting into Anju. She pulled out, licking the cum from her hands. "What?" she asked, incredulous.

"I'm tired... " he managed to say.

"What, hours of wild sex for days on end is more than the Hero of Time can take?" Malon feigned fury, but her eyes glinted with powerful and uncontrollable lust. But her gaze softened, as she pulled out, and released Anju from her bonds, bowing slightly to her mentor.

It was Anju who spoke next. "Link, I'm sure you've got more important things to do,' she said gently. Why don't you go to my house and get some rest, and come back when you're ready for more?"

Link nodded, and scooped his clothes up from the floor. "I could use a good ride," he said, realizing the irony of his words just a moment too late.

The girls laughed. "You've already had one! And there's more to come!"

Link shook his head and laughed, climbing the stairs to the exit.

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the END.

Next Episode... Saria seeks help from the Scientist at the Lake Hylia laboratory... to become a Hylian! He sends her on a mad quest filled with money, murder, lies, deceit, and of course, sex.