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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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The Goddess shared her pleasure with her Holy Sluts. They licked Her divine pussy and drank all Her fluids with joy beating in their hearts

—The Gospel of April 33:7

Lillian Franks

“Scissor with her,” Mistress hissed to me as she settled her dripping, cum-filled pussy on my face.

Master had just fucked her. He now rammed his dick into Desiree’s ass while Alison fucked the Latina’s cunt with her strap-on. I savored the treat before me. I got to lick Master’s cum out of Mistress’s pussy.

This is why I stayed as a slut. For this wonderful debauchery. Slave to the two most powerful people in the world. Fiona, Thamina, and Noel were all dumb cunts for abandoning this. Even Willow and Sam were fools for not staying as sluts.

But at least they stayed as servants. They would be around to fuck and love.

“Do it, Korina. Grind your hot cunt against Lillian’s while I writhe on her mouth,” commanded Mistress.

“Yes,” I moaned right before Mistress settled her hot cunt on my mouth.

As Master’s cum poured out of her snatch into my hungry mouth, I felt Korina move into position. I couldn’t see her, but I could feel her thighs as they slid against mine, moving our pussies closer and closer. I shivered, anticipating that wonderful moment when our cunts kissed.

I moaned into Mistress’s cunt, licking through her folds, as Korina pressed her snatch into mine. She undulated, working her hot folds against me. I shuddered, licking faster, delighting in the wicked gasps Mistress made as I feasted on her cunt.

Her sweet, spicy pussy mixed with Master’s salty treat. I was such a lucky slut.

“Oh, that’s nice,” cooed Korina. “I’m so glad I’m getting better. I missed having sex with everyone, Mistress.”

“Uh-huh,” Mistress moaned. “Mmm, we missed you, too. Now grind that pregnant snatch on Lillian’s cunt. Make her squeal into my pussy.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Korina was the first slut, and I was sure she wouldn’t be the last, who had conceived Master’s child. I savored the hot, bare feel of her pussy rubbing on mine, our clits brushing as Korina undulated her hips, grinding on me.

It was wonderful. I moaned and sighed into Mistress’s cunt, licking through her folds, desiring to please her with my tongue. My lip piercings rubbed into her labia. I breathed in her musk. I made her gasp and shudder.

My tongue licked from her clit through her folds, gathering her juices, then I probed her hole. I swirled around, reaching in as deep as I could to find more of Master’s jizz. It leaked out of her depths, pouring into my mouth I gulped it down while my toes curled.

Korina’s hot cunt built the pleasure in my depths.

“Oh, yes, that’s it,” moaned Mistress. “Mmm, you are driving her wild, Korina. Grind that pregnant cunt on her pussy. I can’t wait until you’re big and round, Korina. That belly swollen with Mark’s kid. You will be so hot. So sexy.”

“I will be, Mistress,” Korina moaned, her hips moving faster, grinding her wet flesh against mine.

I loved it. I moaned and gasped into Mistress’s pussy, letting her know Korina pleased me. The pleasure raced through me. Wonderful, shuddering waves that compelled my tongue to lick faster and faster through Mistress’s pussy, to dance along her folds and drive her wild.

She moaned, gasping, grinding, working her cunt up and down my hungry mouth. Her clit brushed my lips. Her thighs squeezed about my shoulders. Her hands seized my breasts, squeezing, fingernails biting into my flesh.

“That’s it. Lick my cunt,” moaned Mistress. “You’re just a whore. A slut. You live to please me.”

“You and Master,” I moaned into her flesh. This was so hot. They controlled me. I was under their power, my free will surrendered to them.

And they rewarded me with delight. They made me ache with pleasure. I gasped and shuddered, humping back against Korina’s pussy, the pleasure swelling in my depths. Her hot cunt massaged my clit. My hands squeezed Mistress’s thighs.

She pinched my nipples, pulling hard on them. She abused my nubs, the pain flaring with the pleasure. I moaned so loudly into her cunt, thrusting my tongue deep into her depths. She rode it like a cock, rocking on me, her juices dripping across my face as she gasped and moaned.

“That’s it, whore. Oh, yes, lick your Mistress. Please me. Make me explode. Oh, I love it. You’re just a filthy slut. My whore. My lesbian slave.”

“She is, Mistress,” Korina moaned. “Oh, yes, I love grinding my pussy on hers.”

“Are you going to cum, whore?” moaned Mistress.

“So hard. Let me cum on her pussy, Mistress.”

“Yes,” Mistress moaned and then she shuddered. “Let’s cum on her together.”

Her pussy squirted juices as she moaned her pleasure. Spicy, sweet musk rained upon me. I drank it down, more cream flooding past my mouth and flowing down my cheeks to my hair. I savored the flood. I shuddered, joyful that I made my Mistress cum.

A moment later, Korina gasped. She shuddered, grinding our clits so hard together, driving me closer and closer to my own orgasm. Her cunt grew so hot, so juicy as her orgasm burst through her. She moaned and gasped.

“Oh, that was delicious,” Mistress moaned. “Ooh, yes. I have to use your dirty mouth. You’ll do anything; won’t you, whore?”

“Anything,” I moaned.

And then the urine splashed against my tonsils. Mistress peed. I shuddered, the salty, acrid liquid filling my mouth. I gulped it down, my pussy clenching at the humiliating act. I was her toilet She shuddered atop me, her piss splashing hot into my mouth.

I came.

It was so hot to submit. To do any filthy act for my Mistress. As I gulped down her piss, my pussy exploded. My juices flooded of my cunt, splashing against Korina’s flesh as Mistress groaned atop me, forcing out every drop of her piss into my hungry mouth.

I swallowed the last mouthful, pleasure buzzing through my mind. I was a slut. A filthy, disgusting whore. Their whore.

And I was never happier.

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Mary Sullivan

It was so wonderful to piss into a slut’s mouth. It felt like forever since I used one as a toilet. When I finished, I stood up, yellow urine trickling down Lillian’s chin, joining my pussy juices. Without being told, Korina leaned over and licked at Lillian, gathering my piss.

“Such a good pee slut,” I told Korina, patting her head.

Mark plowed Desiree’s ass while she rode Alison’s strap-on. April and Violet formed a daisy chain with Jessica, the three devouring each other’s pussies with gusto. I smiled, loving the sight of the debauchery.

It was wonderful that seven still wanted to be our sluts. Yes, Dr. Willow and Sam would still be around, still open to have fun, but they wouldn’t be serving us in the same way as the sluts. And I hoped Fiona, Thamina, and Noel would be happy. Letting them go was the right thing to do. I should have insisted weeks ago, but I was too caught up in the thrill of the power to make someone do whatever you wanted.

Maybe one day they would realize what they were missing and return to us. After Mark and I had transformed the world. We would free it from its darker impulses, show everyone that love was the most important thing in all the ways it could be expressed between adults.

No barriers. No taboos. Just acceptance of who people truly were.

It would be wonderful.

I moved to the door. As much fun as it was with the sluts, I wanted to see Mom and Dad. I hoped their reunion was going great. I hoped they were happy again. I had hated Mom for so long, and now it all seemed so pointless.

I slipped out of the house naked, the sun shining. A pair of bodyguards, bandaged up from the firefight, leaned on their patrol car parked before the house. They both straightened up, tits about to fall out of their low-cut blouses, legs gorgeous.

They needed magical protection. I had to remember to talk to Sam about engineering something for them.

“Ma’am,” they both nodded at me.

I smiled back. We also had to release the bodyguard, but only once we held fresh tryouts, recruiting women who would be willing servants. And I had a feeling there would be plenty of women who were willing to serve us now. Mark’s healing went viral, and now there were worshipers having an orgy on the street corner. I could hear them, their music playing, their passionate moans singing.

At first I thought it was a mistake to let them worship us. We weren’t gods. We had powers, sure, but anyone who was willing to pay the price could have them. Then I had stepped out of the car and heard all those people chanting my name. I shivered. It was so intoxicating. I could feel the love of a hundred people. I bit my lip as I remembered what I felt this morning. And it wasn’t like we ordered them to worship us. Mark and I never said we were Gods. We just didn’t correct them.

And if it made those people happy to worship us, maybe it wasn’t right to take that away from them.

Part of me wanted to walk among them and hear them call me a goddess again. That was intoxicating. Instead, I put those thoughts away as I walked down Mountain View Court, wearing only a pair of flip-flops. I reached my parents’ house. They lived three houses down from Mark and me. This used to be the Gomez house, I think, before Mark made them sell their home and move. I pushed open the door and walked in.

“Hello,” I called as I wandered around the house.

Where was everyone? Missy and Damien lived here, along with their two sex slaves and Felicity, Dad’s sex slave.

“Missy? Mom?”

The sounds of splashing led me to the back of the house. I peered out a sliding glass door onto the backyard. Missy, Damien, and their sex slaves were splashing around in the pool, naked, their breasts glistening with beading water. Missy looked so young naked, her eighteen-year-old body petite, breasts small buds. They were playing Marco Polo, I realized, with Damien blindfolded, trying to find the girls.

“Marco!” he yelled.

“Polo!” the girls yelled back, splashing away from him as he lunged. He caught Dawn, Missy’s sex slave, by the foot and dragged the laughing blonde to him. She hugged Damien and kissed him, wrapping her legs about his waist. Damien pressed her against the pool, the water splashing about him. It was obvious he was fucking her.

I guess that was the reward for winning.

I opened the door and called out, “Missy, where’s Mom and Dad?”

Missy swam to the side of the pool, her small breasts just visible above the lip of the pool, water beading on her tits. “Upstairs,” she said, rolling her eyes. “They’ve been up there most of the day. I played with them yesterday, but they are so caught up with each other.”

I smiled. “That sounds great.”

“It was at first. But they also like to talk and kiss and cuddle. And they’re our parents.” She made a face. “There’s something… weird about it.”

“And hot?”

She gave me a mischievous grin. “Licking Daddy’s cum out of the very pussy that birthed me was soooo hot. Have fun.”

“You, too,” I said with a grin.

Dawn moaned like a banshee as Damien fucked her. Their version of Marco Polo was far better than any I had played growing up.

I closed the door and walked upstairs. The first door was open, the bed rumbled, reeking of sex. On the floor was a large air mattress with bedding on it. This had all the earmarks of Missy and Damien’s room. The next bedroom was also open, but empty. The last was closed. I smiled, listening, trying to hear anything.

I didn’t.

I took a deep breath and knocked on my parent’s door. The people outside the neighborhood might think I was a goddess, but that didn’t mean I could barge in on my parents. I had manners.

“Come in,” a lazy voice said.

I opened the door onto the master bedroom. It reeked of sex. I savored the scent as I moved in and spied the bed. Mom and Dad were cuddling on it, looking so sweet. My dad had a huge smile on his lips as he glanced up at me, and Mom was flushed and beaming, her blonde hair draped across Dad’s chest.

“I see you two are getting along,” I said archly, trying to hide the emotion rippling through me. We were a family again.

Mom’s face grew more red. “We had a lot of time to make up.”

“What can we do for you, Mary?” Dad asked.

“I need to bind Mom,” I answered. I swallowed. “But, Mom, I need to ask you a question.”

“Sure,” she smiled.

“Do the names Chantelle or Lana mean anything to you?”

My mom frowned then shook her head. “No, why?”

I sighed. So it wasn’t Mom that made Chantelle and Lana vanish. Our two sluts had been missing for a while. Mark and I last saw them the night he proposed to me. Then they were off on a two-week-long honeymoon.

Only, they never returned. No trace of them had been found. Part of me hoped Mom had gotten to them.

“It’s nothing,” I said walking towards them. I put on a smile. I was here to reconnect with my family.

Dad grinned and patted the bed next to him as I stopped before it. I climbed on, pressing my naked body against Dad and kissing him on the lips. Mom reached out and, without any hesitation, touched my breast. Her finger ran gently along the slope up to my hard nipple. I shivered in pleasure as her finger grazed the dusky nub. I broke the kiss with Dad, leaned over his body, and kissed my mom on the lips.

It was wonderful, kissing first Dad then Mom. My parents.

“So, binding, what is that?” Mom asked, licking her lips. “I presume it involves sex.”

“Yes,” I grinned and gave her an impish smile. I felt so girlish right now. “I need to fuck Dad for the Zimmah ritual, Mom. It’ll protect you from nuns and other forms of domination. And then we can have fun.”

“This isn’t the family reunion I thought it would be.” She licked her lips, lust in her eyes. “Well, Missy already had her way with us.”

“She can be persistent, the little minx,” Dad laughed.

“Yes, she can,” I purred, reaching out to grasp my mom’s perky boob. Mom had a cup size on me, and I was a little jealous. I tweaked her nipple and said with a grin, “Plus, incest is fun.”

Mom laughed as I played with her nipple, a naughty twinkle in her blue eyes. “I am learning that it is.”

Then Mom leaned over and kissed me back, her lips soft and gentle. I tilted my head and let her tongue slip into my mouth. I felt Mom’s hand on my breast again, squeezing me and rubbing my nipple, sending wicked shudders through me. It was so thrilling kissing over Dad.

“That was hot,” Dad moaned as we broke the kiss.

Mom laughed.

I slid my hands beneath the cover to find him hard, his cock sticky. “Did you just fuck Mom?”

“Yes,” Dad smiled proudly. “A couple of times. We’re like teenagers again.”

“Well, one of you is a teenager again,” I laughed. The benefit of the Gift made the recipient young and beautiful or, in the case of a man, young and ripped. I was enjoying the new Mark. I loved Mark when he was flabby, but he was yummy with all his muscles. And even though Mom wasn’t a nun any longer, she kept the youth and beauty, like Karen had, when she lost her powers. So she looked eighteen.

Which made my mother look a few years younger than me. That was weird.

I pushed the covers back, exposing Dad’s hard dick rising out of the forest of red hair. I moved down his body, licking my lips. I was eager to taste Mom on him. I nuzzled at his shaft and licked, tasting my mom’s spicy flavor. It was similar to my flavor, but without the sweetness.

“Oh, yes, Mary,” Dad moaned in appreciation as my tongue reached the top.

“Dirty old man,” Mom said with a fond laugh. And then she scooted down the bed. “And you… That’s your father’s cock you’re sucking.”

“I know,” I purred. “And it’s covered in your juices.”

Mom leaned in and licked up his dick, joining me at his crown. Our tongues flicked around the tip, caressing him, bringing moans from his lip. Our tongues and lips brushed. It was so hot. And then we were kissing around Dad’s cock, his precum bubbling into our mouths, making the incestuous kiss even more exciting.

It was so hot. My hand touched Mom’s, gripping. Our fingers curled as we moaned. Our lips broke apart, our tongues licking at his crown again, swiping across the precum leaking out. We teased him.

“Oh, fuck, that’s amazing,” Dad moaned. “My hot wife and hot daughter are sucking my cock! I’m so damned lucky.”

“Yes, you are,” Mom purred. “How many other wives would let you fuck two of your daughters?”

“Three,” Dad groaned. “Me and Shannon, too.”

“I shouldn’t be surprised.” Mom learned down and licked Dad’s nuts. “I always loved to lick his balls. I never told him that, otherwise he would be begging me for blowjobs night and day.”

I laughed. “I had no idea. I guess I was too young to even know about sex when you left.”

She gave me a sad smile. I shouldn’t talked about the past. So instead, I kissed Mom hard, savoring her hot lips, my hand tightening on her. Dad groaned, his dick throbbing. I broke the kiss and licked at it again, rising to the top and sucking on it.

He groaned as my mouth latched about his dick. I sucked hard, my tongue swirling, teasing, driving him wild because I was a naughty daughter. I savored my dad’s cock throbbing in my mouth as Mom nuzzled at his balls.

“Damn,” he groaned. “Oh, this is so hot. So taboo.”

I moaned my agreement, sucking hard, my tongue swirling. I shuddered, my pussy so wet and juicy for this forbidden cock. I loved fucking Dad. I gave him one last suck, my cheeks hollowing, and then popped off my lips.

“Mmm, Dad, you feel ready,” I panted, sitting up. “Sit on Dad’s face, Mom, while I sit on his cock.”

“What a wicked daughter,” laughed Mom.

“So wicked,” I purred as I straddled Dad. His eyes were on me, lust shining in them as he stared at my naked body. The cock that fertilized my Mom.

Mom moved her youthful body, blonde hair and round tits bouncing as she straddled Dad’s face. Dad grasped her hips and pulled her down, eager to eat her pussy. The pleasure crashed through her face as Dad licked through her snatch, teasing her, worshiping her.

“Oh, Mary, your father is an amazing pussy licker,” Mom said.

“I know,” I giggled. “I’m glad you taught him well.”

“Oh, he was a natural.” She reached out, taking Dad’s cock from me. “Let me give you a hand, honey.”

It was hot watching Mom guide Dad’s cock to my pussy. The crown rubbed on my hot snatch. I savored the incestuous joining of our flesh. I slid my cunt down slowly, bringing a low groan from Dad’s lips as he nuzzled at Mom’s pussy. Mom’s hand brushed my labia, her fingers stroking my clit as I impaled myself on Dad’s throbbing cock.

I groaned, savoring my tight cunt wrapped about the taboo shaft. I moaned, leaning forward, staring into my mom’s blue eyes. They were so gorgeous. A grin spread across her face, dimples appearing in her cheeks.

And it was almost like staring at a mirror. If I were a blonde, we would look like sisters.

I leaned in and kissed the blonde version of myself. Our tongues caressed each other, the both of us moaning, savoring Dad’s tongue and cock. I slid up and down on him, Mom diddling my clit, my hands finding her round breasts, squeezing them.

Mom broke the kiss, “Oh, Sean, this is so hot. Our daughter is beautiful. Amazing.”

“I made a wish, Mom,” I giggled. “It’s part of my Pact.”

“You would always be beautiful,” she told me, rubbing harder on my clit.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching on Dad’s cock. She was wonderful. I leaned forward, sucking on her hard nipple. I nursed from this very nub as a baby. My cheeks hollowed as I loved it. Her free hand stroked my auburn hair, gasping as I pleasured her.

I loved the feel of Dad’s cock inside me. It was the last chance for me to fuck him for awhile. My period should start tomorrow. And thanks to a spell Sam found I wouldn’t have any of the bleeding or bloating, but my body would be preparing itself for my next chance to get pregnant So I was going off the pill so Mark and I could have our own child.

I was jealous of Korina for beating me to the punch.

So I savored riding Dad’s cock as I sucked on Mom’s nipple. My pussy ached as I slid up and down his shaft. He had a great cock, stirring up my pussy into a froth as I bounced faster and faster, sharing this naughty fun with my parents.

Pleasure swelled inside of me, stirred by Mom’s finger on my clit and the friction of Dad’s wonderful cock. Dad groaned every time I slammed down his shaft, engulfing his cock. His licks made Mom tighten her hand in my hair and let out wicked groans.

“Yes, yes, yes, eat my pussy, Sean, while our daughter sucks at my nipple. I wish I was lactating. Then I could nurse my baby girl again.”

“Oh, yes,” I moaned between sucks, my pussy clenching down on Dad’s cock. “That would be so hot, Mom.”

“After I give birth to your new brother or sister, I’ll be sure to nurse all my children.”

I looked up at Mom, my eyes widening. I could see the truth in her eyes. She and Dad were trying to have another kid. A surge of joy shot through me. My arms threw around Mom’s neck, pulling her in for a loving kiss, tears burning in my eyes. I understood in that moment what another child meant for Mom.

A child she could watch grow up. She wouldn’t have a Warlock ripping her away. Mark and I would take care of our families. They would have lives of peace and prosperity. They would all be happy.

I rode Dad faster as the pleasure built in my depths. I savored his cock rubbing against the sensitive walls of my pussy while Mom’s tongue probed my mouth. I gripped her blonde hair and devoured her lips, kissing her hard.

My orgasm was building quickly as I slammed up and down on Dad. Mom rubbed so hard on my nipple, moaning in to our kiss. Dad stirred her up, driving her wild, making her gasp and moan and shudder on his face.

I knew exactly why she was doing that. Daddy knew how to lick pussy.

My mom broke the kiss and she bent down and sucked at my nipple. My eyes widened. I wished I was lactating so I could nurse Mom and Dad and Mark. Oh, it would be so hot to nurse my family, to feel that intimate moment as I made sweet love to them.

“Oh, that’s nice, Mom!” I panted. “Mmm, after your a grandmother, I’ll nurse you, too.”

“Grandmother?” Mom asked before she swirled her tongue about my nipple.

“Yes,” I moaned. “Mark and I are about to start trying for a baby.”

“Yes,” she moaned and sucked so hard on my nipple.

Mom’s mouth was so hot on my nub. She would suck and nibble on it, then flick her tongue against it. She went back and forth, driving me wild. Mom sure knew how to please a woman. I cradled my mom’s head to my breast as my orgasm swelled in me.

I slammed down on Dad’s cock, throwing back my head. My entire body convulsed as the pleasure crashed through me. Ripples of incestuous passion shot through me as my pussy spasmed around Dad’s thick cock.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned as I kept riding Dad through the pleasure

“Mmm, was that a nice one, sweetie?” Mom asked.

I smiled and nodded. Then I bent down to suck on my mom’s nipple. I teased her nipple, gently brushing it with my tongue as she writhed atop Dad’s face. Then I sucked the hard nub into my lips, enjoying the feel of her fat nipple on my lips, aching for the day I would nurse from her for real.

“Oh my baby’s sucking at my breast again,” Mom moaned, stroking my cheeks. “Oh yes, that feels so lovely. How I missed you, Mary.”

Her body trembled as she came on Dad’s lips. She moaned and groaned, squirming on Dad’s face. His moans were so sweet. I felt so close to her as I kept fucking my cunt up and down Dad’s cock as he drank her juices.

And then he grunted into Mom’s cunt as his cock flooded my pussy with his seed. I shuddered, a smaller orgasm rippling through my body at the feel of my Dad’s cum flooding my pussy. I moaned about Mom’s nipple as my cunt milked the last of his cum into my depths.

“Oh, that was so hot,” groaned Mom.

“Yes,” panted Dad.

I rolled off Dad, breathing so hard. My legs were sore from riding him so hard. I loved the burn in my muscles as the pleasure radiated out of my pussy. I stretched out on my back, legs spread wide, cum leaking out of my pussy.

“You need to eat me out, Mom,” I told her. “To complete the spell.”

“Sure, sweetie,” Mom smiled and slid between my legs.

Mom’s breath washed warm across my pussy as she lowered her face. She paused, a smile on her lips, admiring the sight of her daughter’s snatch dripping with her husband’s cum. Then she leaned down and took a long lick.

“Zimmah,” I whispered as her tongue swiped through the incestuous mess between my thighs. I gasped as the energy flowed from Dad into the two of us, chaining Mom to my soul, protecting her from any other nuns.

“Oh, wow,” Mom breathed, her eyes wide. “We’ll be together, forever, won’t we?”

“Yeah, Mom,” I smiled as she dug her lips into my pussy and devoured Dad’s cum from my snatch. “One happy family, forever.”

“Forever,” Dad whispered and then he leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I shuddered, tasting Mom’s delicious pussy on his lips.

Forever with Mark and my family and our sluts.

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