Zelda: The Misadventures of Link

Posted on 12/6/07


Link to the Past

or

How Anju got her Slut on

or

Dome in Training


Disclaimer. This story is based in whole or in part upon characters and scenarios created and owned wholly by Nintendo. I do not own these characters or scenarios, nor do I profit in any way from the dissemination of this fanfiction material.

This document contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts between consenting (mostly) individuals. If this bothers you, you probably shouldn't be viewing whatever website you found this at.... ^_-

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Link strode out of the temple of time. His gait was awkward. The boy had just returned from the future. Hours before, Sheik had told him of the Lens of Truth which he needed to retrieve from Kakariko in the past. So, he'd come back.


Navi fluttered about his head incessantly. Link waved his arms in front of his face in an attempt to ward her off as he approached the center of Hyrule Castle Town. He'd just returned the Master Sword to the Temple of Time and stepped back into his youth. "You're just sore because I found a perfectly good excuse to come back."

"Goddamnit Link, what are you going to do this time? Screw the whole town?"

Link paused for a moment. "I don't know, actually... haven't really thought about it much." He scratched his head. "Anju would be a good idea, don't you think?"

Navi slowed in her gyrations. "Well, I..." She glowered at him, resentful that the kid had a point.

" I guess since she's already a kinky pervert that there wouldn't be as much harm in it."

"Nope, probably not," said the young hero. "Anyone else?"

"No! You've already had Ruto, Malon, Zelda---"

"That was just a blowjob!"

"Still, you messed around!"

"Well, if you think of anyone else, just say so," Link smirked.

--
Later.

Link brushed himself off after climbing the long ladder from the bottom of the Kakariko well. He squinted at Navi, who was hovering nearby. "So, I guess you're going to try and stop me, again," he said.

"No, not this time. That bitch is so messed up that I'm sure you can't possibly do any damage," Navi scoffed in her shrill voice. She began moving away.

"And where the heck are you going?" said Link, who'd been about to walk in the opposite direction.

"Somewhere that I can stay out of the way and not have to see, hear, or smell what you'll be up to," Navi said, zooming off in the direction of the unfinished potion shop.

"Smell?" he said to himself. "I guess I might have smelled pretty bad after that incident in the Kokiri village..." He shrugged.

Link set out towards Anju's usual spot behind Impa's house. He found her exactly where she usually was, just as apparently helpless as usual.

"Oh, hello there fairy boy!" she called as Link approached. "Can you lend me a hand? They've gotten loose again."

"Of course, anything for you," Link said, smiling mischievously. He winked at Anju, who seemed taken aback. "Right away!" He spun on his heel and left a confused Anju in his wake.

Link set to work, and rounded up the Cuccos in record time. However, while fetching the last one from behind the unfinished potion shop, he heard voices through the back door and, being an evil little shit, paused to listen.

"Don't you hear what I'm saying, Mutoh?" said an old woman's voice. "Your daughter may seem perfectly innocent at the moment, but she's twisted. I have seen it!"

"Mother, come on, sweet little Anju?" said a man's voice. Link recognized him as the carpenter... and Anju's father. "She's as ladylike as they come."

"All that is about to change, you fool," said the old woman, more agitated. "She stands at the edge of the cliff. All it will take is the right person to push her off it, mark my words."

"I'm not bringing her back home. She's doing fine on her own."

"On your own head be it, then."

Link noticed the doorknob turning in just enough time to hop backwards into the hole in the ground, where he hid for a minute before returning to the surface.

/I wonder what that was about,/ he thought. /She's not all kinky yet?/

Final cucco in hand, he headed back to Anju's cucco pen.

"Here you go," he said, heaving the bird over the short fence, not realizing that Anju was nowhere to be seen. Link peered around curiously, but the redhead was gone. Frustrated, he searched the area, and paused beside the door to Impa's basement dungeon. He looked around to make sure nobody was watching, and pressed his ear to the door.

"Yes, that's a good little whore, just like that... oooh... excellent!" a woman's voice said, moaning as if she was being fucked.

"Like this?" came another voice, which Link immediately recognized as Anju. His eyes went wide as he realized what he was hearing.

"Yes... now back up to my pussy... oh... fuck... you're getting very good at this!" the other voice said, moaning.

Link couldn't help himself. He pulled out the lens of truth and held it up to the door. Instantly the staircase beyond was revealed, and he shifted his position to try to see past the lower landing. To his horror, all he could make out was the bottom of the stairs and a pile of what looked like Anju's regular clothes. /Damn,/ he thought. /I can't miss this.../

He turned the doorknob ever so slowly, and slipped inside. He crept down the stairs one at a time, leaning foward to see better. When he could finally see, his heart pounded in his ears.

Impa was lying back on a leather couch, with her flexible and sinewy legs behind her head. The redheaded Anju was kneeling in front of the couch, naked except for a pair of fishnet stockings and her usual ruby red heels, and a blindfold. She was using both hands, spreading Impa's labia with one, thrusting three fingers into the woman's cunt with the other, while her tongue was making a wet mess of Impa's asshole.

Impa was bucking wildly, rubbing her erect nipples and massaging her large firm breasts. She suddenly grabbed Anju's head in her hands, pulling the younger woman's face against her pussy. Her breathing quickened, and her moaning grew louder. Anju's shoulders tensed as she struggled slightly against Impa's iron grip... but she showed no signs of ceasing her oral assault on Impa's crotch.

Impa screamed in ecstacy as she came, letting her legs slip from behind her head and wrapping them around Anju's back. The redhead obediently continued lapping at Impa's anus and pussy as the the Sheikah recovered from her orgasm. As her moans shifted to relaxed sighs, she stroked Anju's beautiful face with her fingertips, teased the girl's ears. "Very good, little Anju," she said, catching her breath.

At just that moment, Link lost his grip on the handrail of the stairs, and fell, loudly, in a heap at the foot of the stairs. Both women were on their feet in an instant, Anju retreating and throwing a robe around her nude body and Impa grasping for a nearby dagger. But recognition dawned on Impa's face in the next instant, and she relaxed her stance slightly as Link scrambled to his feet. Impa barked at Anju, telling her not to touch her blindfold.

"So..." she began, as her chest still heaved slightly, causing her breasts to giggle slightly. "Enjoying your little show, Hero?"

"Um... uh... I..." Link stuttered, realizing that there was no way he could talk his way out. "Yes."

Impa's eyebrows shot straight up. "Yes?"

Link blinked. "Yes. Ma'am."

Impa's gaze remained as cold as tempered steel for a moment, before a slight sardonic smile touched her lips. "Good."

"Good?!" Anju burst out, still clutching the neck of her black satin robe. "Some little boy just walked in and... and..."

"And he has a tremendous hardon, for a kid," Impa said, peering at the tent in Link's tunic. "Weren't you just saying you thought you were ready to have sex with a male for the first time?"

"NO!" Anju barked, reaching for her blindfold, but Impa smacked her on the wrist. Anju calmed slightly. "I said I wanted a MAN, not some little perverted boy who goes around breaking into people's houses!"

Impa laughed. "Anju, ALL men are perverted little boys at heart. It's something you have to accept."

Anju looked incredulous, but Impa continued. "Now, go into the other room, get on the bed. Strap yourself in, and our... visitor, and I , will be there shortly."

"But--"

"Now, whore!" Impa commanded, nearly screaming. Anju bowed nervously and, retreated through a door into another room, feeling her way along despite her blindfold.. When she was gone, Impa turned her attention to Link.

"So, you've come a long a little ways since I last saw you, haven't you?" she said.

"Yes, but why are you here?" he asked, trying to hide his erection with his deku shield. "Where's Zelda? Why aren't you protecting her, why--"

Impa cut him off. "I'm here because Anju needs me to be here," she said simply. "Zelda is safe, and she's definitely well protected at the moment. And before you ask, no, you may not see her!" Impa guided Link over to the couch and sat him down before reaching for her own clothes, which she quickly donned.

"Now, I need to know something," she said, kneeling in front of him, looking him in the eye. "Have you pulled the sword from the stone?"

"What? Yes, I did, and--"

"So it's true," she said, realization dawning on her features. "You opened the door, pulled the Master Sword from its pedestal in the Temple of Time, and were locked away for seven years. AND you've returned." It was a statement. Not a question.

"Yes," he said. "I wanted to see Anju while I was here because she's really..." he trailed off, not knowing how to say what he meant.

"A kinky little whore, who'd probably be willing to fuck a little boy of your age?" Impa said, her eyes sparkling deviously. "Of course! But she's not like that, not yet anyway. But she will be, and you're going to help."

Impa motioned for him to stand up and follow her as she led the way to the other room where Anju was waiting. Pausing at the door, she knelt and spoke to Link again, this time in a hushed voice. "She must not know who you are, or things might be different when you return to your own time. Do not let her take the blindfold off!" Link nodded, and the Sheikah opened the door, ushering him inside.

They were in a plush bedroom with paneled walls, a small fireplace in one corner, and a four poster bed with the curtains drawn back. Anju was lying on the bed, still wearing the blindfold, garter belt, stockings and heels she'd had on earlier. But she was now strapped into restraints, with her ankles and wrists bound to the four bedposts. Impa stepped closer to Anju to examine the bonds.

"Good," she said, when she was satisfied that Anju could not get loose. "Our guest is ready if you are."

"Yes, ma'am," said Anju.

"Very well, Lin---... uh, young man. You may begin."

"Begin?" Link blinked up at Impa, not sure he was hearing things right.

"Whatever you want," Impa said, shrugging as she settled into an armchair across the room. A table next to the chair had a teapot from which she began to pour herself a cup, before sitting back and crossing her legs. "She is my Slave, and she will do my bidding. Now, I've commanded her to service you in any way you please. You may release her, if you wish," Impa took a sip before continuing, "but I'd suggest keeping her bound for a bit. She does enjoy it."

Link was dazed. However, he climbed onto the bed and began to eat the woman's pussy wantonly.

"Ooh.." Anju gasped. "I thought he was going to just rape me."

"Nonsense, slave," Impa said from the corner. "This one shows much promise. I think you'll enjoy this."

Link fingered Anju as his tongue probed her clit mercilessly. He reached his fingers upwards in her vagina, attempting to stimulate her as roughly and forcefully as he could. Her body responded, and her hips began to buck slightly in rhythm with his attentions.

Impa watched silently, staring at the two on the bed. She nodded in approval as Link sensed Anju's body nearing orgasm and pulled away. The girl gasped in disappointment, but Link moved forward, quickly positioning himself to force his cock into her mouth. Anju first attempted to bob her head in time to Link's thrusting cock, but she realized that this wasn't just a blowjob. Link was in control.

The boy held Anju's head in his hands as he continued to fuck her mouth. Despite the occasional slurping choking sound, Anju was perfectly compliant, accepting this treatment eagerly. "Ahh... fuck..." Link groaned as he reached his climax. Anju was hungrily sucking his cock into her mouth with each of his thrusts, and the boy could no longer contain himself. He gave one final thrust, pushing the head of his cock deep into her throat, where he spewed his load.

Anju felt the hot sticky cum erupting from the boy's cock, and her heart raced. She was thoroughly enjoying this strange humiliation by her Master, and the very thought of being part of the corruption of some innocent, annonymous young boy was exhilirating to her. As Link pulled away and sat on the bed at her side, she squirmed in her bonds.

"Yes, Slave?" asked Impa.

"I'm so horny," Anju pleaded. "I need to be fucked." Her dripping pussy felt empty, lonely, burning with desire.

"Very well," said Impa. She left her armchair and stepped over to the bed where she began unbuckling the restraints holding Anju to the bedposts. "Young man, can you go again?"

Link looked down at his glistening, still-moist cock. It was still perfectly hard. "I think so," he said. He watched as Impa finished un-binding Anju. The redhead quickly rolled over onto her hands and knees and arched her back, presenting her pussy and ass to the boy.

Link quickly moved forward and slammed his cock into the girl's cunt. Anju gasped in pleasure and relief. Link could see the muscles in the woman's back relaxing, as if some horrific stress had been lifted from her very soul. He began to thrust quickly and steadily, each time pulling nearly all the way out, and slamming himself deep into Anju's hot and moist recesses.

"Oh gods yes," Anju murmurred as she rocked her hips to meet Link's. "So good... I need more!"

Impa, who had been standing nearby and watching imperiously, removed her clothes again. As Link continued to pound the redhead, Impa reached under the bed and produced a strap-on dildo. Its modest shaft was lined with small bumps and protrusiouns, and it curved upwards from the base. Impa moved onto the bed and lay down on her back next to Anju. She pulled Anju on top of her. The redhead was a quick study and quickly straddled Impa and guided the faux cock into her dripping cunt. The older woman placed her arms around her, drawing her close. Impa kissed Anju tenderly on the lips, then the neck, then the ear. She began to thrust slowly but deeply.

Link thought his nose might bleed from the sheer excitement of what he was seeing. His heart pounded as Impa gestured to him to move closer.

Anju was gasping with each breath. Her modest breasts were pressed against Impa's more ample rack, and her large nipples were rock hard. She flinched when she felt Link's small hands grasp her hips. She felt his hot, still-wet cock exploring her crack, and she tried to pull away, but Impa held her firmly.

"Don't worry, my dear," Impa growled in Anju's ear, holding her tightly. "You said you needed more."

"But... I've never done... \that\ before... ahhHH!" she cried out as Link began pushing the tip of his cock into her virgin anus, which contracted involuntarily. Link showed no mercy, however, and continued pushing until his cock was buried deep in Anju's ass.

"It hurts, Impa," the redhead cried. "Please, make him stop!"

Impa chuckled softly, winking at Link. The boy wrenched his cock nearly free of Anju's ass, causing her to gasp in pain. Then he slammed himself back into her, and she shrieked, clutching at the bedding as Impa held her firmly. The boy kept thrusting, in and out, almost mechanically, pausing at each end of his stroke. Anju gasped and shrieked with each withdrawal and thrust.

The redhead felt her heart pounding in her ears, almost deaf to the sounds around her. Her heart raced, and she felt as though all of her sense of touch was magnified tenfold. The satin of the blankets in between her fingers... Impa's large firm breasts beneath her own... the dildo and the cock violating her most personal depths. She felt dirty. Blissfully, tantilizingly dirty.

Impa loosened her grip somewhat, and encouraged Anju to rise up slightly. The older woman began to attack the young redhead's nipples with her tongue. Anju went wild, the added sensation pushing her over an unseen threshold. "Ooh... fuck... " she could feel her insides being torn asunder by her master and the mystery boy. It was too much... she loved it.

Impa smiled maliciously. "What was that, Slave?" she asked, quickening her thrusts.

Anju's was gasping and crying out perfectly in rhythm with Link's thrusts, but she managed to speak. "Fuck... hard... "

Link couldn't resist himself. He grabbed Anju's hair in one hand, pulling her head back. He growled at her, "What was that, dirty slut?" Impa smiled at Link's words, a dark sparkling glint in her eyes.

"Fuck... me... harder... faster..." Anju managed between shrieks.

Link didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed Anju by the hips, and began to violently pound the girl's ass, faster than he would have thought possible. He caught Impa's gaze as she bit down, hard, on Anju's left nipple.

Anju felt it building within her. A glowing, white hot pressurized sphere of pure pleasure between her legs that swelled, consuming her entire body as it shook her from head to toe, and she screamed.

The bloodcurdling cry of pleasure sent Link over the top and he shot his creamy hot load deep, deep inside of Anju's ass. Grunting with ecstacy, he held his cock buried inside her for a moment before pulling away. He watched as Impa slowly, tenderly, rolled the trembling girl onto the bed. She lay, still blindfolded, shivering after her orgasm. Every inch of her skin was glistening with sweat. Blood trickled from her nipple where Impa had bitten her, but a blissful smile was on her lips.

--

Impa sat next to Link on the leather sofa. She held a teacup in her left hand, staring at the green liquid it contained. Or, rather, staring through it to some faraway scene that only she could see. Link stirred slightly, and she looked at him.

"You'll have to be heading back soon, I suppose."

Link nodded. "Are you going to tell her who I am?"

Impa shook her head, but she stared into his eyes with a quizzical look. "Link, be careful."

"Of course," he replied, but Impa shook her head.

"I think I know what sorts of trouble you're likely to be making for yourself in the future," she said. "Be careful that your escapades don't get you in to as much trouble with your friends as you are already in with your great enemy."