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An expectant hush fell over the room as the Holy Slut Korina proclaimed her blessed news: the Living God had conceived a child, the first demigod.

—The Gospel of April 28:37

Korina Stavros

Excitement bubbled in my chest as I rushed into the living room, Dr. Willow right behind me. I had bounced in my seat the entire car ride from the hospital back home while Dr. Willow giggled as she drove the car, the Native American slut sharing my beaming smile.

I had the most wonderful news to tell Master. Everything wonderful was happening all at once. Yesterday, the doctor said I could stop wearing my sling—my shot arm was almost fully healed and only a puckered scar remained. And now today Dr. Willow confirmed my suspicion. I let out a pleased giggled as Master released Jessica’s nipple, unable to contain my delight.

Jessica moaned in disappointment.

Dr. Willow giggled beside me. She was Master and Mistress’s doctor slut, an OB/Gyn who was thrilled to serve. Not only was she caring for poor Karen and the swiftly growing fetus in her womb, but she also ran Mistress’s charity, the Women’s Health Organization for Reproductive Empowerment.

“Is it about the clinic?” Master asked.

Dr. Willow shook her head. “No, Sir. Though that is going well. The funding from Mr. Prescott is secure. The $13.5 million will go a long way towards Mistress’s naughty plan.”

“Plus, we’re laundering it back to you, Master,” Jessica added.

“No more robbing banks,” Master said and then let out a mock sigh. “Now we’re legit.”

I giggled, my news aching to burst out of me. I had to tell him. “Master!” I squealed as I knelt down beside him, his hips still pumping away, ramming his dick deep into Chasity’s cunt. I threw my arms around his neck. “It’s wonderful, Master!”

Then I kissed him.

His right arm went around me, pulling me to his side as I clung to him. He groaned into the kiss, Chasity’s cunt pleasing him. He never stopped fucking the blonde slut. And I wouldn’t want him to. He needed his relief.

“What’re you so excited about?” he asked after breaking the kiss.

“I’m pregnant, Master!” I squealed again. “We made a baby!”

Master’s jaw dropped. He stopped fucking Chasity. Then he glanced at Willow.

“It’s not a Lilith baby or anything, Master,” Willow answered.

I squirmed. Karen’s baby, planted in her womb by the filthy demon Lilith, grew seven times as fast as it should. It left her lying almost in a coma at the hospital. I touched my stomach, glad my baby wasn’t growing so swiftly.

“I put Korina’s date of conception at June ninth, sixteen days ago,” Willow continued.

“The hotel in Seattle,” I giggled. “Or the night before during the orgy.”

Master smiled fondly. That was the night he proposed to Mistress. Then we had a wild orgy at the Sky City Restaurant where I used to work as a waitress along with Xiu and Fiona. Master kept the three of us as his sex slaves, his sluts. It was such a wonderful night.

Chantelle and Lana were with us that night. I wonder when they would get back. They were a wild couple and it would be so hot to please them again.

“I’m going to be a dad?” Master gaped, the news finally sinking in. Then resolve crossed his face like he made a silent promise to himself. Probably not to be abusive like his deceased father. His hand stroked my face and I shuddered before he kissed my lips.

It was a wonderful kiss and left me breathless when he broke it.

“I love you, Korina. Not as much as I love Mary, but I love you.”

My heart ached. Tears misted my eyes and fell down my cheeks. It was such a beautiful thing to say. “I love you, too, Master.”

The front door opened and Missy’s excited voice exclaimed, “…that was so hot, Antsy.”

“I guess Mary’s back,” Master said.

I turned to see Mistress, Missy and Antsy stride into the living room. I beamed at Mistress, then a sudden fear shot through me. Would she be happy that I was pregnant? She wasn’t pregnant. What if she wanted to have Master’s child first?

It was her right as his lover.

“I see you’re as horny as ever, big bro,” Antsy said, rolling her eyes.

Missy rolled her eyes, too. “You’re almost as bad as Damien and his math teacher.”

Damien was Missy’s boyfriend and the math teacher was Damien’s sex slave, Mrs. Corra. Master was kind enough to give both he and Mary’s family members sex slaves. Missy had Dawn, a girl who used to bully her.

Now Missy had fun making Dawn do the most wicked acts.

Mark pulled his dick out of Chasity’s cunt and stood up. He pulled me to my feet and put his arm around my shoulder. Then with his other arm, he pulled Mistress to him. I bit my lip as I slipped my arm around her waist.

“We have some news,” Master said.

Mistress glanced at me and then her green eyes widened. “You’re pregnant.”

“How did you know?” Master said while I waited for her answer.

“Woman’s intuition,” Mistress answered mysteriously.

“I texted her,” Willow answered. Mistress shot her a look that promised Willow was in store for a spanking.

Then Mistress turned to me. I tensed, staring into her face, fearing her reaction. Would she spank me, too, for conceiving a child with Master? Her hand reached out, her fingers stroking my cheek, brushing my tear stains.

“I’m so happy for you, Korina.”

I let out a huge sigh. “I thought you might be mad, Mistress.”

“Geez, bro, are your firing silver bullets out of that horny cock?” Antsy asked. “You knocked her up on the first go. It was all in the text.”

“Guess I was the last one to find out I’m going to be a dad.” Then he leered at his sister. “Well, let’s hope I didn’t fire a silver bullet into your little pussy.”

Antsy laughed then glared mockingly at Master. “You better not have. I’ll be very mad if you knocked me up, Mark!”

“I’m so glad you’re not mad, Mistress,” I said.

Mistress shook her head. “I’m just jealous you get to have Mark’s child before me.” She took my hand. “Mark, you might want to finish Chasity off, she looks so eager to have your dick back in her. I’ll take care of our expectant mother here.”

Master laughed and knelt back down. Chasity moaned as Master slammed his dick back into her. Her breasts swayed as she rocked her hips into him. I watched as Mistress led me to the couch and pushed me down. She knelt before me and spread my legs wide apart.

“Hmm, a pregnant pussy,” she murmured. “I can’t wait till your belly starts to swell. I bet you’ll look so beautiful, Korina.”

“Oh, thank you, Mistress,” I smiled and then moaned as Mistress licked my pussy.

It was such an honor and gift to have Mistress lick me. I groaned and squirmed. Willow knelt behind Mistress. The Native America slut lifted Mistress’s skirt and rubbed at her pussy. Mistress moaned into my snatch and wiggled her hips.

“Don’t think you can finger me to get out of your punishment,” Mary warned between licks.

“I know, Mistress,” Willow answered. “I just thought your little cunny needed some attention.”

“It does,” Mary moaned. “Mmm, tease my clit. Oh, yeah. Just like that.”

Mistress dove back into my pussy, lapping through my bolds as I writhed on her hungry mouth. I moaned, my fingers sliding through her auburn hair. Her tongue was skilled, digging through my folds and pleasing me.

Mistress kept moaning. Willow had a wicked grin on her face. Her hand moved. I suspected she fingered Mistress. I cocked my ears and heard the wet, sucking sound of fingers reaming hot, dripping cunt.

“Will you lick me?” Jessica asked, drawing my attention back to Master and his fun.

“Yes,” Chasity answered.

Jessica slid down onto her back, her legs spread wide, and groaned as Chasity buried her face into her snatch. I loved how Jessica’s caramel tits heaved as she writhed on Chasity’s blissful tongue. I knew the pleasure Jessica felt.

Mistress gave it to me.

“Damn, that’s fucking hot,” groaned Master as he pounded Chasity, his ball’s thwaking into Chasity’s flesh. “Eat her pregnant pussy, Mare. She’s carnying my child.”

“Does that turn you on, Master?” I moaned, humping into Mistress’s mouth.

“It turns me on,” Mistress gasped.

“It does,” groaned Master. “I’m going to knock up all my sluts.”

“And what about me?” Mistress lifted her face, glancing at Master.

“Yes!”

“Good.” Then she buried her mouth back between my thighs and shoved her tongue deep into my snatch.

I squirmed on Mistress’s hungry mouth. I shoved up my shirt and threw it to the side, baring my breasts. I pinched and pulled on my nipples as Mistress’s tongue danced through my folds. She was skilled, knowing just where to lick to give me so much wonderful pleasure.

I was so lucky to serve Master and Mistress.

Her tongue licked through my folds and found my clit. She sucked on it as she rammed three fingers into my pussy. I gasped at the sudden intrusion. My wet sheath clenched on her fingers, my toes curling as the pleasure rushed through me.

“Oh, Mistress, you’re so wonderful,” I panted as I humped against her. “Mmm, yes.”

Her fingers worked faster and faster, diving deep into my pregnant snatch. Mistress’s green eyes flashed up at me as she pressed her fourth finger into my snatch. She spread me wider open. My hips bucked as rapture rippled through me. The pleasure swelled in my core. I pulled harder on my nipples as I thrashed. Her tongue caressed my clit, shooting sparks through me. Every time she brushed my folds, my pussy clenched on her plunging fingers.

“Beg me to fist your pregnant cunt.”

My eyes widened. “Yes, Mistress.” I had never been fisted before. “Fist my pregnant cunt. Shove your fist so deep into me. Stretch me open.”

“Wicked slut,” laughed Mistress.

I groaned and shuddered. Her fingers curled inside my pussy. I spasmed as she made a fist, tucking her thumb into my cunt. She thrust forward, plunging deep into me. Her hand vanished into my pussy. I swallowed her fist.

I was stuffed so full.

My stomach clenched. I bucked forward, gasping in delight. My pussy clenched and spasmed on her fist. My tits heaved. My orgasm crashed over me. My pussy convulsed on her fist. She kept thrusting it into me, punching into my cunt and giving me such delight.

“Mistress, yes, yes! So good, Mistress! Oh, yes! Thank you for fisting my pregnant pussy!”

My moans echoed through the living room. I crashed back on the couch, bucking and heaving, my eyes rolling in my head. Master watched me, grinning as he fucked Chasity hard. Jessica watched me two as she writhed on Christy’s face. Pleasure crossed Jessica’s expression.

“Oh fuck, Chasity!” she gasped. “Oh, fuck, right there you nasty slut, keep licking me there!”

Jessica flopped and thrashed on the floor as she came. I watched her, my pussy clenching on Mistress’s hand. My orgasm died, but that didn’t stop Mistress. She nibbled on my clit as she kept thrusting her fist into my depths, giving me such sweet delight.

“Shit,” Master groaned. “Fuck, Mare, that’s so damned hot. Stretch out her pregnant cunt.”

“Yes,” Mistress moaned, her hips shifting, bucking back into Willow’s fingers.

Master thrust into Christy’s depths. His head thrust back as he growled. He flooded her cunt with his juices, setting off Chasity’s orgasm. The blonde cunt screamed her bliss into Jessica’s pussy, Chasity trembling while Master pumped cum into her cunt.

“Breed her,” I moaned as my back arched. “Breed her like you bred me.”

Master grinned at me. Another orgasm crashed through my body.

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Mark Glassner

I pulled out of Chasity, leaving a creamy mess. My sister and Missy made out on the recliner, Missy draped over Antsy’s lap and my little sister fingers shoved into Missy’s cunt. From the doorway, Fiona and Xiu watching us. Fiona had her arms wrapped around Xiu, her fingers rapidly fucking in and out of the busty, Asian slut’s cunt.

“Oh, thank you Master,” Chasity gushed. “Mmm, that was a great cum.”

I nodded my head, but it was Korina that I wanted. She squirmed, her pussy swallowing Mary’s fist and wrist. Mary had such a wicked expression on her face as she fisted my pregnant slut. My dick ached as I walked to them.

“I’m cumming!” screeched Korina again, her body thrashing, her black hair flying about her doll-like face. “Oh yes! Mmm, Mistress you sure know how to make me happy! Yes, yes! Thank you, thank you for fisting me!”

I sat on the couch next to Korina and kissed her on the mouth. She groaned into my mouth, bucking and shuddering, her pussy spasming on Mary’s fist. Korina carried my child. I would be a father.

And a far better one than my dead dad. I wouldn’t abuse my kids or my wife.

“That was hot,” Mary purred, pulling her fist out of Korina’s cunt. Juices dripped from her knuckles and ran down her forearm. I broke the kiss with Korina as Mary climbed up onto my lap. “Willow’s got me nice and primed for you. Ready to give your filly a good ride?”

My cock twitched beneath her pussy.

“Mmm, I’ll take that as a yes.”

I kissed Mary as her tight sheath engulfed my cock. Her lips were stained with Korina’s sweet musk. I moaned softly as Mary sank all the way down on my cock. I put an arm around Korina and pulled her against me as my fiancee rode my cock.

The sweet sounds of women making love surrounded us. My dick ached in Mary’s pussy while Korina’s nipples brushed my side. Chasity gasped as she fed Jessica the creampie I made. Missy moaned as Antsy slipped to the floor and devoured Missy’s cunt. Xiu panted as Fiona fingered the Asian slut to an orgasm with one hand and pulled hard on her pierced nipples with the other.

Mary kissed and nuzzled at my neck and then whispered, “My period comes on Friday. When it’s over, I’m going off the pill. It’s not fair you knocked up one of the sluts before me.”

My dick ached in her pussy. I grinned at her. “Well, we’ll have plenty of babysitters.”

Mary threw back her head and laughed.

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Noel Heinrich

“Do you think you’re pregnant?” I asked Chasity as we lay in the bed we shared. Every slut had to share a bed.

I was glad I shared mine with Chasity. She was such a wonderful woman. Since Master had claimed me, I had found a kinship with Chasity. We both had backgrounds in law enforcement. And she was just such an exciting, passionate woman.

“No,” Chasity sighed. She leaned her head onto my breasts, her blonde hair spilling about it.

She had such a pretty shade of hair. We were both blondes, but mine was such a drab, sandy color. I didn’t understand why Master chose me at all. Not when he had the beautiful, blonde bombshell like Chasity.

“Do you wish it?” I asked. When I arrived home from work at the FBI, the entire house buzzed with the news of Korina’s pregnancy. Every slut gossiped if she was pregnant and how long it would take before they knew, pestering Willow over and over.

“I do,” Chasity smiled. “What about you?”

“It would make Master so happy,” I said, stroking her blonde hair.

Chasity looked up at me, her blue eyes glinting in the moonlight. “It would.”

She was so beautiful. I stroked her face, biting my lower lip. My heart beat faster and faster. I hadn’t felt like this since high school and Bobby asked me out to prom. I had been goggling after him for weeks and then suddenly we were dating.

My fingers moved to her lips. She kissed them then sucked them into her mouth. I groaned, the sensations rushing down to my pussy. Her body moved beneath the sheets, pressing against mine. Her flesh hot, exciting.

Her lips popped off my fingers. “Mmm, I can smell you getting excited.”

“Are you sure that’s not you?” I grinned while my heart beat faster. I always grew excited with her.

She stared into my eyes. “Maybe. You’re special, Noel.”

I should tell her how I feel. I should blurt it out. But what if she didn’t care back. What if she thought we were only fooling around? The sluts fooled around with each other all the time. It was non-stop sex in the house. I had fucked them all.

But Chasity was the one that made my heart scream with passion.

I didn’t want to take the chance of being rejected. We hardly knew each other. We couldn’t be like Alison and Desiree, falling head over heels in love in such a short time. That wasn’t normal. It was just an infatuation.

Right?

Instead of blurting out my feelings, I kissed her.

My heart exploded. Her lips were so soft. She sighed into the kiss, her body moving atop mine. Our breasts pressed together as her golden curls fell about our faces. I hugged her, squeezing her, pulling her tight against me, exulting in the press of our skin together.

My legs parted. Her hard clit bumped mine.

I groaned into the kiss as she shifted her hips, rubbing her flesh against me. A slow, languorous writhe of her hips, not a frenetic rutting, but something special. Something worth taking our time and making sure we both enjoyed it.

Our kiss grew hotter. Our tongues played as the bed creaked. Our hips both moved, working in unison, rubbing our clits together. Her hands stroked my side, sliding up and caressing the sides of my breasts while our nipples brushed together, two pairs of hard nubs.

Sparks shot down to my clit.

“Chasity,” I gasped, breaking our kiss as the excitement built up in me.

Chasity rested her forehead on mine, staring into my eyes. I could drown in her depths. I never wanted to look away. My hands slid down her supple back and grasped her ass. I squeezed them and pulled her down, increasing the pressure of our clits rubbing together.

“Oh, yes, Noel,” she groaned. “You’re so hot.”

“Mmm, yes,” I purred.

My pussy clenched every time our clits brushed. Our slippery fleshed caressed and slid against each other. I felt so close to her. I could feel her heart thudding behind her breasts, matching the beat of mine. Tears beaded in my eyes.

I wanted to call out that I loved her. I felt it, the connection between us. I opened my mouth.

And she kissed me. I melted into her lips. I closed my eyes, savoring our flesh as the excitement built in me. She was on me. She made love to me. It was so wondrous. Almost as amazing as serving Master and Mistress.

“Are you going to cum?” she asked when she broke the kiss.

“Yes,” I gasped. “You’re so hot. So sexy. I—”

She kissed me again, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. Our hips moved faster and faster, the bed creaked louder and louder. The sweet bliss built in me. I clung to her. I never wanted to let her go. Our skin rubbed together—an intimate kiss lubed by our sweaty bodies. The air brimmed with our salty musk and hot pussies.

I loved it.

I heard it in her gasps, in her moans, we both built towards our release. I stared into her eyes as I ground harder and harder. My clit sparked. Such wonderful bliss rippled through me. She gripped me and rolled us over, the sheets tangling about our legs.

Chasity gasped beneath me, her eyes widening. She neared her orgasm. It was my turn to trib her, to grind our clits hard together. My ass flexed as I undulated, pleasuring her clit, driving her wild with passion.

“Noel! Yes, Noel!”

Her voice was sweet as she cried my name, gripped by her orgasm. Her body bucked and spasmed beneath me. So soft and sweet. I groaned, kissing her, sharing in her bliss. My body trembled atop her while her fingers dug into the cheeks of my ass. She pulled me tight as she bucked.

“Noel!”

Nothing was sweeter than her voice saying my name.

I came in my lover’s arms. I bucked and gasped, my hearth thudding, our lips meeting. We shared it. Our love. No words were needed, just our mutual pleasure and the press of our flesh. The ecstasy peaked through me.

And then I slumped into her embrace.

“Chasity,” I sighed, beaming as we held each other, sleep pulling at us. My Chasity.

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Sister Theodora Mariam

The doorbell rang. Excitement beat through my chest. The first of the invited SWAT officers had arrived at Kaedon’s apartment. Kaedon, under Sister Agnes’s control, and Duncan, under mine, flanked the door, ready to grab the man who entered.

I stood ready with my fellow nuns: Sister Agnes, who came from Africa, and Sister Isabella from Central America. They were my allies to stop Mark Glassner and his warlock whore Mary. Never had two warlocks united. They were a threat that the world hadn’t seen in sixty years.

And tomorrow they would be defeated.

But we need soldiers. Luckily, Mark Glassner’s arrogance had provided. He put an entire SWAT team of the Pierce County Sheriffs under his mind control, making them his Thralls. And Thralls were vulnerable to the holy prayers that nuns of my order could cast. My stomach twisted as Kaedon opened the door and Dennis Swayer entered.

“Hey, man,” Dennis said as he took two steps in.

Then Duncan and Kaedon seized Dennis’s arms. He gasped in shock then fought against the two men, cursing at them. All three were burly and strong, in the shape of their life. But I was ready to strike. My pussy juices coated the tip of my finger. I rushed in and drew the Mark of Qayin on Dennis’s forehead.

“Shama!” I shouted.

The Mark of Qayin flared white on Dennis’s forehead. Then his entire body went slack, primed to obey any command I gave for a few minutes. It wouldn’t allow me to wrest him from Mark Glassner’s control like I had with Duncan and Agnes had with Kaedon, but it would give me the time to gain control.

“Dennis, walk to the bedroom,” I said.

The two SWAT officers released their friend and he stumbled down the hall. I followed. The doorbell rang again. The next SWAT officer had arrived. One of my sister nuns would handle him. I had Dennis to deal with.

“Now drop your pants,” I purred, my pussy itching. I had to make him cum to put him under my control.

I smiled at the sight of his cock. Fighting warlocks could be such pleasant work.

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