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Story Codes: Teen male/Female/Teen female, Teen male/Female, Teen female/Teen female, Female/Teen female, Male/Female, Female/Female, Mind Control, Incest, Oral Sex, Creampie, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Virgin, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, MILF, Supernatural, Monster, Tentacles, Nun

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Main Characters

Lance Hayward: New Master of Hayward Manor.
Cali: The purple-eyed maid with a mysterious past. Has the Golden Garter.
Maria Hayward: Lance’s mother. Has the Silver Garter and is his Mommy-Maid.
Kylie Hayward: Lance’s little sister. Has the Pink Garter and his Little Sister Maid.
Ms. Lynette Docea: Lance’s history teacher. Has the Light-Blue Garter and is his Teacher-Maid.
Nancy Heres: Lance’s aunt and mother’s sister. Has the Red Garter and is his Aunt-Maid.
Bella Miles: Lance’s best friend. Has the Yellow Garter and is his Maid-Wife.

The Daughter Maids – Bronze Garters
Angela Hayward: Lance’s daughter with his mother.

The Virgin Maids – Pink Garters
Ashley: Student
Brenda: Student
Janiqua: Student
Tabitha: Kylie’s best friend

The Wise-Maids – Gray Garters
Asuka: Student
Mrs. Johnson: Teacher
Mrs. White: Principal

The Slut-Maids – Orange Garters
Alisha: Shop girl
Deborah: Aunt Nancy’s eldest daughter.
Izzy: Aunt Nancy’s youngest daughter.

The Concubine-Maids – Green Garters
Alice: Student
Carla: Cheerleader
Felicity: Student
Gloria: Student
Mrs. Miles: Bella’s mother
Veronica: Student

Other Characters

Aleister Hayward: Brought the manor from England to America
Coach Richards: Teacher
Mortimer Hayward: Lance’s dead uncle, previous owner of Hayward Manor.
Mr. Carter: Teacher
Mr. Jordan: Teacher
Sister Martha Ruth: Nun at St. Theresa
Sister Shannon Ester: Nun at St. Theresa

The Imprisoned

The Gizzamuluke
The Hagazim
Lady Smiles
The Maggotborn
The Misshapen
The Ripper
Smiles
The Seductress
The Stalker
The Twin
The Weeper
The Woods

Lance Hayward

The sweetness of Bella’s pussy lingered in my mouth as her mother slid off my cock. I loved the green garter that Mrs. Miles wore. She was one of my Concubine-Maids. But she was also a Mommy-Maid because she was my mother-in-law. It was hot feeling her twat gliding up my dick until she was free.

“Oh, yes,” she groaned, her big boobs jiggling. She hadn’t had a man in a while. Not since her ex-husband had run off on her. “Oh, that was so good.”

“I bet it was, Mommy,” Bella said. “Master has the best cock.” My Maid-Wife ducked her head down to give me an upside-down kiss. Her lips worked on mine, tasting her own cunt.

She had drowned me.

She broke the kiss a moment later and crawled over my body to reach her mother. The bed shifted. We were in Bella’s room in the manor. She had waited in her with her mother to surprise me. It had been a great one.

As Bella moved down my body, I started to sit up and move. I slid up as she nestled between her mother’s thighs. Mrs. Miles lay on her back, her legs spread wide. My cum matted the MILF’s brown bush. I had pumped a big load in her.

Maybe I had knocked her up. Wouldn’t that be nice?

Bella thought she was already pregnant, and she shouldn’t know so early. But I supposed the magic of Hayward of Manor was at work.

Bella leaned her head down and nuzzled into her mother’s pussy. Into the very cunt that had brought her into this world. I had eaten out my own mother, so I knew the delight of it. The taboo passion of feasting on that forbidden hole.

It was a delight that every son or daughter should experience.

“Bella,” gasped Mrs. Miles. “Oh, Master-Son, she’s licking out your cum so eagerly.”

“I love it, Mommy,” moaned Bella, wiggling her rump.

Her juices coated the brown curls adorning her pussy. I could fuck her there, but I wanted a piece of that ass. I knew she would let me. She loved me, and I owned her. I smiled as I pressed my cock into her butt-crack. I nuzzled it right against her asshole, this heat rushing through me.

This would be excellent.

I pressed my dick into her butt-crack and right against her asshole. She moaned into her mother’s pussy. Mrs. Miles smiled up at me, her big boobs jiggling as she shuddered from her daughter’s naughty licks and laps. The MILF groaned.

I smile and thrust against Bella’s anal ring. She trembled as I did that. Her asshole widened. My Maid-Wife moaned into her mother’s cunt. I loved it as her anal ring stretched over the crown of my cock. The velvety massage caressed it until…

I popped into her asshole.

I sank into her bowels. It was an incredible rush to have her bowels devouring my cock. Just fantastic. She whimpered as I penetrated deeper and deeper into her asshole. Her velvety sheath squeezed down on me. The hot texture massaged the crown of my cock.

Pleasure melted into my balls. They tightened with my load of cum. I bottomed out in my Bella’s asshole. I enjoyed having my dick all the way in her anal sheath. She felt fantastic around my cock. Just perfection.

“Damn,” I groaned.

“Mmm, does my daughter’s asshole please you, Master?” Mrs. Miles squeezed her boobs as she stared at me.

“Everything about your daughter pleases me,” I groaned. “That’s why I married her.”

“Oh, yes, I please him, Mommy,” cooed my Maid-Wife. “And he pleases me. He ate me out first. He didn’t have to after giving me my garter, but he did.”

I smiled, stroking down her thigh to brush the yellow garter. It didn’t pulse with my heartbeat the way Cali’s golden garter did. Well, Bella wasn’t a beauty from the Otherworld. She was just my sexy Maid-Wife.

I drew back my cock, groaning as I did. Her tight asshole clamped down hard on my asshole. I shuddered at the massaging delight of her bowels. I reveled in it as I thrust my cock back into her anal depths.

She gasped, her bowels clamping down on my dick. She held me as I pumped away at her. I thrust into her anal sheath hard and fast. I churned up her asshole while she feasted on her mother’s sloppy cunt.

Mrs. Miles shuddered as she gasped, “Bella!”

“Mommy!” moaned the naughty cutie. “Ooh, all that yummy cum in your pussy!”

“Yes, yes, lick that jizz out of her,” I groaned, pounding her asshole. I buried to the hilt in her anal sheath again and again. “Feast on her!”

“Yes, Master!” my wife cooed, her asshole clamping down hard on my dick.

I groaned at the velvety heat of her bowels. She gripped me hard as I fucked into her. I loved the feeling of Bella’s flesh massaging me as I fucked into her anal sheath again and again. My nuts slapped into her taint, heavy with my cum.

Mrs. Miles shuddered on the bed. Her face twisted with delight. She gasped and moaned as her daughter feasted on that sloppy cunt. Bella’s head moved as she dug into her mother’s cunt to find all that jizz. To root out every drop of cum she could find in her mother.

I loved the sight as I fucked into her bowels hard and fast. I pounded into her anal sheath with such force. It was an incredible rush to be in her. I fucked her bowels with force. She groaned as she gripped me with her anal sheath. She held me tight. It was a majestic moment to feel her bowels gripping me.

She massaged me with that amazing snatch. I rammed to the hilt in her bowels again and again. I fucked into her hard and fast. She loved what I did to her. I could tell by how she moaned into her mother’s cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes,” my Maid-Wife moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. Master-Husband, I love your dick in my ass!”

“I bet you do,” whimpered Mrs. Miles. “Yes, yes, just keep licking my pussy, honey! Lick out all that cum and… My clit! Oh, that was wicked of you!”

“Mmm, there’s no more cum, so…” Bella suckled, her bowels clamping down on my clit.

Mrs. Miles tossed her head, her hands squeezing her big boobs. The sounds of Bella suckling on her mother’s clit had me thrusting my dick hard into my Maid-Wife’s bowels. I pounded my sweet Bella’s hot asshole as hard as I could.

The pressure in my nuts swelled with every plunge into her asshole. I fucked into her bowels with all the strength that I had. Her tight sheath squeezed down on my cock. She held me tight in that wonderful anal sheath, the pressure swelling to the bursting point in my nuts.

“Shit!” I groaned. “Oh, shit, that’s good!”

“Are you going to cum in my daughter’s asshole?” Mrs. Miles asked, her eyes burning with her lust. “Please, please, dump all your cum in her bowels, Master! We love you! We want you to cum and cum and cum!”

“Yes, Lance!” my Maid-Wife moaned, her asshole clamping down hard.

“I’m getting there,” I groaned, pumping away at her hot bowels. I slid my hands up her sides and found her round boobs.

I gripped those firm tits, squeezing them. She moaned into her mother’s pussy. Mrs. Miles quivered, her fingers pinching her fat nipples. The MILF-Maid shuddered on her back. She squeezed her thighs around her daughter’s head.

I loved the sight as I fucked into her daughter’s asshole with all my might. I pounded her asshole with everything that I had. The need to cum built and built in my asshole. It was an incredible delight. I trembled and plowed to the hilt in her anal sheath.

“That’s it!” I groaned. “Cum! Both of you, cum!”

“Yes, Master!” both mother and daughter moaned together.

Mrs. Miles twisted her nipples hard. She trembled then squealed in orgasmic release. She showered her daughter in incestuous passion. Bella’s head moved as she lapped up the juices that spilled out of her mother’s cunt. That was so hot.

I pumped away hard and fast at my Maid-Wife’s bowels. She groaned. Her bowels gripped my dick. I thrust into her, the pressure at the tip of my cock at the bursting point. I squeezed my Maid-Wife’s firm titties as I plowed into her asshole.

“Master-Husband!” my wife gasped. “Yes!”

Her anal sheath went wild around my dick. She suckled at me with that hot asshole. I loved how amazing she felt. She nursed at me with such heat. The bliss shot up my cock and soaked my nuts. I buried into my Maid-Wife’s bowels.

Erupted.

“Shit, yes!” I groaned as I pumped my cum into her bowels.

“Master!” squealed my sexy Maid-Wife. “I love you!”

Her anal sheath convulsed around my cock. She suckled at me with such hunger. I loved the way that nursed at me. It was an incredible rush to have her asshole rippling around my dick. The pleasure burned through me.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned with each eruption.

“Cum in her asshole, Master!” her mother moaned, her head tossing.

I erupted again and again, loving every second of dumping load after load of cum into my Maid-Wife’s amazing asshole. The rapture shot through my body and crashed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision.

It was fantastic. I loved every second of this heat rushing through me. It was majestic. Her asshole suckled out the last of my cum. I pumped a final load of jizz into my Maid-Wife’s asshole. I shuddered, savoring every second of this heat rushing through me.

I felt amazing.

“Damn,” I groaned, my dick twitching in my Maid-Wife’s asshole.

“I know,” panted Mrs. Miles. “Oh, Master, it’s so wonderful being in your harem. I’m so glad you chose my daughter.”

“You’re just glad?” Bella asked. “I’m ecstatic.”

She slid her asshole off my cock and shuddered. I trembled, too. She rose and turned, her face soaked in her mother’s juices. My naughty Maid-Wife snuggled against me and kissed me with her lips stained in her mother’s sweet juices.

They tasted so similar. Mother and daughter had nearly the same delicious pussies. I loved that. I savored how delicious it was to have her lips on mine. She kissed me with such passion. Her tongue thrust into my mouth and wiggled around.

How naughty.

I broke the kiss and smiled. I loved how delicious my maids were. They were just the best, especially Bella. She was awesome.

Mrs. Miles engulfed the crown of my cock before I even realized it. I shuddered, savoring the busty MILF suckling on my dick. She was such a nice treat. Just such a wicked delight to add to the harem.

She loved my cock. She worked her mouth up and down my dick, polishing my cock clean of her daughter’s asshole. She was a delicious mom. Bella smiled, watching her mother at work. I knew it was a thrill to enjoy.

Just such a rush to have her nursing on my dick.

She polished me clean with her tongue.

The pressure in my nuts grew as she worked. I just let her. I savored everything she did to me. It was a nice dessert after that feast I had just enjoyed. A perfect way to cap off my first threesome with my wife and mother-in-law.

Every new husband should have a mother-in-law as loving as Mrs. Miles.

The pressure in my dick swelled. It wouldn’t be long before I erupted. Her tongue polished my dick and stimulated my crown all at the same time. She knew how to suckle, too. Just how to nurse on my dick to get me off.

She was amazing.

I erupted into Mrs. Miles’s mouth. The pleasure shot through me. It was such a thrill to cum in my mother-in-law’s mouth. She had such a delicious one. I shuddered, the heat rushing through me as I emptied all my jizz into her mouth. I felt so amazing. A big smile spread on my lips.

She gulped it all down, staring up at me with such hunger in her eyes. I enjoyed her nursing on me as I fired the last of my cum into her mouth. Bella smiled as she watched on, such joy in her hazel eyes for me.

She was a great Maid-Wife.

Just as I pulled my cock out of Mrs. Miles’s mouth, a knock wrapped on the door.

Curious, I called, “Come in.”

The door opened and Janiqua stood there. The Black girl, her white garter around her ebony thigh, curtsied. She wore her maid’s uniform, looking so delicious in it. The black heels, the white thigh-highs, the puffy and lacy skirt that barely covered her ass, and the low-cut bodice trimmed in lace that showed off her round breasts.

“Master,” said Janiqua when she finished her curtsy, “it’s dinner time. Your Mother-Maid asks that you come and eat.”

“Perfect,” I said and slipped off the bed. So did my Maid-Wife and my mother-in-law. I came up to Janiqua and cupped her face. “You look so sexy in that outfit.”

“Thank you, Master,” she breathed.

I kissed the Black Maid on the lips, savoring the taste of her sweet mouth. She whimpered, my cock nuzzling into her uniform. I broke the kiss and stroked my finger along her chin. Her eyes grew glassy with her delight.

She shuddered and shook her head. “This way, Master.”

I followed her down the hallway, loving the way her skirt rustled. It was bustling in the living area. Mother had gone with a simple stew and some sliced french bread. Everyone was ladling up. Many of the maids were heading into the living area to eat, chatting and giggling. They were pairing off by type.

Cali lounged in the shadowy corner, her purple eyes flicking over the group.

It was well after dark now, but we were safe from any Imprisoned that decided to wander the corridors at night. Mom was dishing out the stews and… she had a swelling stomach. She looked to be four or so months pregnant. It had only been a few hours since I bred her in the entry hall.

“So, I’ll be a father again by morning?” I asked Mom.

“It appears so, Master,” she said, smiling.

“Your cum is awesome, Daddy,” said Angela. My Daughter-Maid wore the bronze garter, the only one with it. But she would have a new sister in the morning.

And so would my little sister. Kylie and Angela were the same age. The magic of Hayward Manor was an exceptional thing. It bent the laws of space and time. My Sister-Maid skipped over to me, two bowls of stew. She sat them on the table.

“Master,” she purred. It was her job to take care of me.

I sat down at the head of the table and grabbed her by the hips. I lifted her and sat her down on my lap very carefully. She gasped as I planted her right on my dick. Her warm, snug, incestuous pussy swallowed my cock.

“Master!” she groaned as she sank down my dick until she was sitting on my lap. She was small enough that I could see easily over my shoulder. “Oh, wow, Master.”

“Your reward, remember,” I told her. I had promised her a special treat earlier.

“Oh, Master Big Brother, you’re awesome,” she said, squeezing her cunt down on me.

“He is,” Bella said, taking the seat to my right. The wife’s seat.

Ms. Docea took the seat to my left, my Teacher-Maid’s red hair swaying around her face. It was delicious to enjoy the stew Mom had made. A hearty beef stew full of vegetables. Having my sister’s cunt around my dick was just a bonus. Mom soon joined the table, sitting by Aunt Nancy. Angela, Brenda, and Mrs. White were the last to sit at the table. The other maids were gabbing throughout the living area.

Soon, there would be too many maids for this to work. We’d have to eat down in the dining hall. Mom and the Daughter-Maids would have to be making meals in the big kitchen. I enjoyed this immensely, though, having my sister’s cunt on my cock as I ate.

She squirmed, of course. She was Kylie.

She wiggled about, that wonderful cunt squeezed and relaxed around my dick. The pleasure rippled through me. I shuddered as I enjoyed my stew. It was just such a treat to have my little sister’s twat around my cock like that.

To be in her snug, tight snatch. Her juicy flesh massaged me all through dinner. I hardly remembered the conversation as I just enjoyed this sweet delight so much. I ate my fill, the warmth in my stomach so comforting.

And having Kylie’s cunt wrapped around my cock throughout the meal had me feeling amazing.

“Oh, Master Big Brother,” whimpered Kylie when I grabbed her by the hips. I lifted her up my cock. Just a few inches, but that stimulation was amazing. She plunged back down my dick. I shuddered at how great that felt. “Yes, yes, yes!”

“Enjoy, Master,” Mother said as she took our bowls. She bent down and kissed me on the lips.

I just groaned as I worked my little sister’s cunt up and down my dick. The maids were bringing their bowls to the kitchen to be cleaned then they were starting to mess around. A lesbian orgy broke out in the rest of the living area.

I just loved the sounds of maids loving maids as I worked my little sister up and down my cock. I watched Bella and Angela start sixty-nining right on the table, my cute daughter on top of my sexy wife. I loved it.

“Master,” whimpered Kylie, her hot cunt squeezing about my dick in such a magical way. She knew just how to hold me. It was an incredible rush to have her cunt around my dick. “Oh, Master!”

“You going to make your big brother cum?” I groaned, her hot pussy sliding a few inches up and down my cock.

“Of course!” She clamped her cunt down on my cock, massaging me. “I’ll make you explode!”

“You better!” Aunt Nancy said. She had her daughter Izzy eating her cunt, my Aunt-Maid holding a fistful of my Cousin-Maid’s hair. “And you, you little slut, you better make Mommy cum so hard!”

“Fuck, yeah, Mommy!” Izzy moaned, her hips wiggling. The skirt of her maid’s uniform barely covered her rump, her orange garter looking so fiery hot around her thigh.

The moans and gasps of maids loving maids serenaded me. I loved the passion echoing around me as I worked my little sister’s cunt up and down my cock. My arms burned from the strain of lifting her over and over again, but I didn’t care. I rose toward my orgasm.

My sister’s hot pussy massaged my dick. She squeezed her cunt around my cock and brought me closer and closer to that moment of bursting. To just spurting my cum into her snatch. She whimpered, her skirt rustling.

“Big brother,” she whimpered. “Oh, big brother.”

“Mmm, that’s so good, Mommy Bella,” Angela moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s good.”

“God, I am you’re sexy step-mom, aren’t I?” cooed Bella, her hands squeezing my Daughter-Maid’s rump. “That’s so hot!”

“Yes, Mommy Bella!” Angela moaned, squirming there.

It was hot. I loved it. My sexy Bella would be a step-mom to so many of my daughters. And a real mom, too. I shuddered, slamming my little sister’s cunt down my cock. Her pussy gripped me. She held me tight in her snatch.

“Fuck,” I groaned, savoring the heat rushing through me. “Oh, fuck, that’s good. That’s so good.”

“I know!” squealed Kylie. Her hot twat gripped my dick. “Oh, that’s just awesome. Keep working my cunt up and down your big dick, Master Big Brother! I have to make you cum!”

“Yes, you do,” groaned Aunt Nancy. Her big boobs jiggled in her low-cut bodice. “You have to just make me explode.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” whimpered Kylie. “My pussy was made to make you cum, Master Big Brother! Mommy made me to be your sexy Sister-Maid!”

“That’s right,” I groaned, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock. “Kylie! Let me feel that hot cunt going wild around my dick.”

“Yes, Master Big Brother!” she moaned as her hot cunt worked up and down my cock. She squeezed about me. She held me tight with her amazing pussy. I loved every second of her juicy snatch riding me. “Oh, that’s so good, Master Big Brother! That’s just amazing!”

It was. It was absolutely spectacular. I loved how her pussy slammed down my cock. She took me to the hilt over and over again. She swallowed every inch of my big dick with her hot twat. It was spectacular to enjoy.

She quivered as I slid her up my cock. I raised her higher than before, my arms burning with fatigue. My cock throbbed, on the verge of bursting. Then she plunged back down my dick and squealed with rapture.

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Fuck!”

I erupted.

I spurted my cum into her pussy. I shuddered, savoring that delight rushing through me. Such ecstasy burned through my mind. I groaned as the pleasure slammed through my body. I erupted again and again. It was such a thrill to pump her full of my cum. Just a wonderful rush to flood her with all that cum.

“Damn!” I groaned, reveling in that heat. The pleasure swept through my body as I pumped my cum into her snatch.

“Yes, yes, Master-Big Brother!” Kylie moaned, her hot twat rippling around my dick. “Ooh, ooh, you’re flooding me with all your cum! I love it!”

“Master Hayward,” Cali said, her voice full of command.

“What?” I groaned, my cock erupting a final time into her pussy. I turned my head to see Cali striding from the shadows, her purple eyes locked on me.

“There has been a breach.”

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Sister Martha Ruth

Tears burned in my eyes. I felt the malevolence behind me. This storm that had swept down on St. Theresa’s brought with it something evil. Something that had ripped out of Hell. I fumbled to turn the key in the lock, my heart screaming.

CLICK!

The lock turned.

I threw myself into the church and slammed the door behind me. A moment later, the entire door shook from a thudding impact. I squeaked and found the lock, twisting it. I backed away from the door, the light above my head dimming.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

The door shuddered on the hinges.

Through the roar of the wind, something foul chuckled. My stomach chilled and my blood froze in my veins. I darted out of the small entrance and ran down the hallway to the church proper. I burst into it, my veil whipping around me. The white wimple wrapped around my head and neck felt so tight, my habit so constricting.

“Sister Shannon Esther!” I cried, seeing my fellow nun. Together, we cared for it.

“What is that?” she whispered as she knelt before the altar. The lights above flickered and went out. She squeaked in fright.

I rushed to her, the only light coming from the votive candles burning before the feet of St. Theresa’s statue to the left. I grabbed my rosary swinging off my belt. I rubbed my fingers over the polished, wooden beads as I made the sign of the cross.

“Evil,” I whimpered. “Evil’s besieging the church.”

“No, no, no,” she gasped. “There’s n-no such thing as evil. T-this c-can’t be happening.”

The church shook. Through the stained glass windows, shadows whipped by, The storm growled. I quivered. It was like we were in the jaws of a malevolent beast, the screaming winds its jaws about to snap shut around the church.

“Art Father who art in Heaven,” I prayed. “Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come—”

BOOM! BOOM!

CRASH!

I jumped at the breaking of wood. The laughter grew. I could feel evil had entered the church. My knees quivered as I grabbed at my crucifix with my left hand. My right stroked over my rosary beads. I held my crucifix up before me.

“No, no, no,” whimpered Sister Shannon Esther. She buried her face in her hands, sobbing.
From the hallway, shadows poured into the room. A thing without shape, formless. Boundless. It rolled toward us. In the middle, two great tears shone with a red light. Eyes. Terrible eyes. Portals into Hell itself.

“In the name of Christ, I defy thee!” I shouted, thrusting my crucifix out before me.

“I am older than your man on a stick,” the voice growled.

My crucifix melted. The wood ran over my fingers and dripped on the floor. The malevolent demon surged closer, its shadows spilling out from it like tentacles. Fear burst in me. I screamed and ran for the entry hall.

“Sister Martha Ruth!” screamed Shannon.

Shadows wrapped around my body before I could go five steps. They lifted me up into the air. They slithered around me, pouring beneath my nun’s habit. My veil fell away. The cloth ripped away. I gasped as my habit fell off my body. I was down to my slip, bra, and panties. The tentacles writhed around me, sliding beneath the linen of my slip.

They flexed.

My slip ripped away.

“No, no, no!” Shannon gasped. She was held aloft by inky tentacles, too. The slithering arms ripped off her bra, exposing her large breasts held in her white bra. One tentacle slid between her mounds and ripped even that away, freeing her lush orbs. The tentacle slithered around them. Squeezed them. “Oh, that’s… Oh, that’s… Yes!”

She suddenly thrashed not in fear, but in ecstasy. The other tentacles had ripped off her panties and were violating her. Thrusting in and out of her vagina. She trembled in the embrace, moaning with delight until a tentacle shoved into her mouth.

“Holy women,” the demon growled and thrust its tentacles between my breasts and tore my bra free with ease. Another hooked through the leg holes of my panties, its tentacle rubbing at my…

My nethers.

My pussy.

Pleasure exploded through me. I gasped, my eyes widening as the tentacles wrapped around my breasts and massaged them. Others pushed through my bush and into my pussy lips. I shuddered as delights I had never experienced shot through me.

“Pure holy women,” the demon said, mockery in his voice. His tentacle pushed against my hymen. “And yet you squirm.”

I had tone thirty-two years without knowing the pleasures of the flesh. I had kept my Vow of Chastity I’d taken at twenty-two after graduating college. I had abstained during my youth before that. And now… Now…

I wanted to be penetrated.

The demon’s tentacle rammed into my pussy. I gasped as my hymen tore. The phallus plunged into my wet sheath. It was now something naughty. Something perverse and sinful. My cunt clenched down on the demon’s tentacle-cock.

I could feel it was both. The texture of it. The spongy crown I whimpered as it held me in other shadowy arms. The tentacles wrapped around my tits massaged them. I squirmed, pleasure racing through my body.

I moaned like a whore as the tentacle plunged over and over into my pussy. My cunt clamped down on the thick shaft. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back in my head as that amazing shaft plunged over and over into my snatch.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimpered.

That hot tentacle-cock fucked my cunt while another pushed between my butt-cheeks. I shuddered as the phallus found my asshole. I gasped as the demon pushed his tentacle against my sphincter. My anal ring widened and widened.

“Take me!” I squealed.

“Corruption is the sweetest seasoning,” the demon growled, his malevolence echoing around me.

“Corrupt me!” I howled, out of control.

The tentacle-cock rammed into my bowels. I gasped as a burning heat consumed my nethers. It swirled with the silky delight the other phallus created in my cunt. I had two cocks in me. Two demonic shafts filling my holes.

My round breasts jiggled in the squeezing embrace of the demon’s shadowy appendages. His two tentacle-cocks fucked my asshole and pussy. The two shafts pumped into me, stimulating both my velvety asshole and silky cunt. The pleasures mixed and swirled. They danced through me.

I trembled, limbs shaking in his monstrous grasp. I moaned with Shannon, her mouth gagged by a tentacle-cock. She suckled on it, her big boobs bouncing and jiggling as the demon enjoyed our bodies. I shuddered, such ecstasy sweeping through me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, Lord!”

“He has no power here! This is my domain!” The demon slammed his tentacle-cock into my mouth.

The storm howled outside as the there shafts pumped away at my holes. I moaned, sucking on the dick in my mouth. My tongue danced around the shadowy cock while my cunt and asshole gripped the other two hard phalli thrusting away at me.

The tentacles wrapped around my tits massaged them, adding more pleasure to my body. I trembled as the inky ends played with my nipples. Rubbing them. Caressing around them. I shuddered, my orgasm building and building.

I knew what it was. I had masturbated a few times, but this felt so much more powerful.

I burned for it. I wanted to cum on the demon’s phalli. I wanted to cum so hard. I suckled on the tentacle-dick fucking my mouth with everything that I had. My cunt and asshole squeezed down on those thick cocks fucking my holes.

The demon laughed as he ravished us. He fucked our bodies with these corrupting cocks. My legs kicked and twitched as he plunged his dicks over and over into my holes. My eyes rolled back in my head. I squealed in delight, climbing toward that orgasm.

“Yes, yes, what delicious snacks you two are,” the demon growled.

Sister Shannon Esther whimpered.

He buried his tentacle-dicks hard and fast into my cunt and asshole. I nursed hard on the cock in my mouth. My toes curled from the pleasure. I shuddered as those amazing shafts churned up my pussy and asshole.

Velvety delight and silky bliss swirled through me. I whimpered, my boobs jiggling in the tentacles’ grasps. I couldn’t take much more of this. It was too fantastic. I squealed around the delicious cock in my mouth.

The demon growled louder.

I suckled harder.

Sister Shannon Esther squealed with wanton passion around the tentacle-cock she suckled. She bucked and trembled. Had she cum? I ached to join her. Those delicious phalli buried to the hilt in my pussy and asshole.

I exploded.

My cunt and bowels writhed around the tentacle-dicks. I suckled at his cock with all three of my holes, moaning my rapture. The ecstasy swept through me. I shuddered with all the passion screaming through my body. Stars burst across my vision.

“Yes!” laughed the demon. “That’s it! Suckle at my dicks, Brides of Christ! You’re my whores now!”

His tentacle-cocks erupted.

Hot jizz spurted into my pussy, my asshole, and my mouth. The salty cum soaked my taste buds. I moaned as I gulped it down. My body bucked as another orgasm exploded through me. My cunt and asshole spasmed harder around his dicks.

I suckled at his tentacle-cocks with all three of my holes. I swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his cum while his jizz filled my pussy and asshole. He soiled me, my cunt welcoming all that demonic jizz. I shuddered through all this passion.

I moaned, squirming through ecstasy and rapture that swept through me. It was an outstanding delight. I loved it so much. The pleasure blazed through my mind. I trembled, my cunt and asshole spasming around those thick shafts.

Ecstasy devoured me.

Rapture consumed me.

My holes rippled around him, spasming with my inhuman lusts. I shuddered as more and more of his jizz flooded my holes. Waves of euphoria drowned my mind. I gulped down more and more of his cum. I swallowed it all.

Then his tentacle-cocks ripped from my three holes.

“Soiled,” the demon said, his malevolent delight rippling over me. “See!”

Before I knew it, he was pressing Sister Shannon Esther and me together. Our bodies pushed tight, my boobs rubbing on her stomach, her big tits pillowing into my belly. I came face-to-face with her black-furred muff, inky semen matting her curls.

“Feast!” the demon roared.

We feasted.

My tongue licked at my fellow nun’s cunt. I lapped at her with hunger, gathering up more of that salty seed. She moaned and did the same to me. Her tongue stroked through my folds. Pleasure rippled from her touch.

I quivered and moaned into her cunt. My tongue flicked out over and over again to gather up the salty spunk spilling out of her tart pussy. The flavor of her passion mixed with the demon’s seed. I groaned, unable to stop myself from this lesbian feast.

“Sister Martha Ruth!” moaned my fellow nun. “Yes, yes, yes!”

Her tongue thrust into my cunt. She wiggled it around in me. I did the same, her curls rubbing on my face. I scooped out the demonic spunk from her tart cunt. Her boobs rubbed on my stomach. She moaned as she devoured me.

I was lost in the moment, just devouring her as the demon watched. My tongue flicked through Sister Shannon Esther’s cunt. I lapped at her with hunger. I flicked my tongue through her folds, enjoying every moment of gathering up his spunk from her cunt.

I wiggled my tongue deep into her tart snatch.

She plunged into my juicy pussy.

I swirled my tongue around in her, mixing her cream with his seed. I scooped it out. I had to feast on every drop of his passion as the pleasure built in me. It felt so wicked to have my fellow nun’s tongue sweeping around in me.

She was driving me wild with her licking. Lapping. I shuddered at the ecstasy of this moment. It was fantastic. My eyes rolled back in my head as my tongue wiggled around in her snatch, searching for every drop of his cum.

More of his seed leaked out of my asshole. The hot jizz ran over my right butt-cheek and dripped from me.

I could find no more cum in her pussy, so I attacked her cuntlips. I licked at her twat. I feasted on Sister Shannon Esther’s furred muff. She did the same to me, her tongue flying over my labia and brushing my clit.

Sparks showered through me. I loved the feel of them. I wanted more. I craved it all. I hungered for all the pleasure to just burst over me. I ached for every moment of it. This was such a rush to have all this bliss sweeping through me.

I suckled on her clit.

She nibbled on mine.

The demon laughed as he watched us, his tentacles holding us together.

My orgasm swelled faster and faster as I suckled on her bud. She moaned around mine. She did such wicked things to me. I loved every second of her nibbling on my bud. I would just explode. I hurtled toward my climax.

I whimpered. She groaned. We both nibbled on the other’s clit. It was such a rush. We moaned and shuddered, our boobs rubbing into the other’s stomach. My nipples tingled, the delight rushing down to my cunt to join all the rest of those naughty sensations.

I shuddered as I came closer and closer to bursting until…

I exploded.

My orgasm rushed through my body as my cunt cream gushed out of my pussy. I showered Sister Shannon Esther in my pussy juices. She did the same, her hot passion soaking my lips. I licked at her cunt as the demon growled his delight.

“Yes, yes, soak in that corruption, Holy Women,” he growled as I drank my fellow nun’s juices.
I gulped them down as the ecstasy swept through my body. My thoughts drank them in. the pleasure was so wild and wanton. I enjoyed every second of it. Every last moment of that bliss howling through me.

I bucked against her as she lapped at my cunt. We were both squealing, lost to the lesbian passion that had consumed us. I groaned, drinking her tart juices as this pleasure soaked my mind. I trembled against her as the peak arrived.

I reached the zenith of my euphoria.

“Yes!” the demon growled. “Marinated to perfection!”

He ripped Shannon from me even as he dropped me. I gasped and hit on my side. I rolled over to see beneath those red tears he had for eyes, a maw opened. Sharp teeth made of darkness dripped with inky saliva. He brought Shannon toward his mouth.

I screamed as the fear stabbed into me. The icy terror carved through my guts. I scrambled to my feet and ran for the door, screaming at the top of my lungs. But not as loud as Shannon. She shrieked at the top of her lungs.

Her cries cut off with a bone-crunching finality.

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Lance Hayward

I threw open the door with the glowing purple seal on it and stepped into the dark hallway of Hayward Manor. It was night, but we were going out in force. Bella and Veronica pushed past me, the two maids taking the lead. My wife marched naked, her uniform along with clothes for me were clutched in Kylie’s arms as she walked on my right. Ms. Docea was on my left with Aunt Nancy behind me.

I wasn’t taking Mom since she was pregnant and showing, so Angela went so we could have her healing properties. She should have the same powers as Mom. Would my Daughter-Maid lactate to provide her healing powers? I had no idea.

Behind Aunt Nancy were Mrs. Miles, both my cousins, Mrs. Johnson, Janiqua, and Cali at the rear. The rest were staying behind to watch over the manor. My heart pounded in my chest as we rushed down the hallway, the Gizzamuluke’s green eyes tracking us, glowing bright.

But the Imprisoned remained trapped in his panting.

They all were.

We rushed down the stairs to the first floor and headed to the west wing to cut through the ballroom and get to the garage. We moved fast, Bella and Veronica on guard. They all were. A breach. One of the Imprisoned had broken through the Hay.

Well, not Imprisoned yet.

“I can feel him,” Ms. Docea said. “I can feel something disturbing the air.”

“Yes, a storm,” Mrs. Johnson said.

“That’s the being,” Cali said.

“Good,” I said. “Mrs. Miles, you’re driving. Ms. Docea, you’ll sit beside her as navigator.”

“Master!” both maids said.

This was it. It was time to really do my job. To protect this world. The Hay had been breached, so I had to capture the monster and imprison it. One more creepy painting or statute or bust for Hayward Manor to hold.

Outside, a window whipped around us, rustling the maids’ uniforms. We jogged across the ground to the nearby garage. The doors opened. Cali must have hit the remote she had. My limo, the SUVs, and a few personal vehicles were parked here: my mom’s, Ms. Docea’s, Aunt Nancy’s, and Mrs. Miles’s cars.

Cali tossed Mrs. Miles the keys and we all piled into the limo. I hoped Mrs. Miles knew how to drive a limo. She put it into reverse as Bella and I dressed. I pulled on socks, underwear, jeans, and a t-shirt. I laced up shoes as she pulled on her maid’s uniform.

The others were sitting on the seats, all of them squirming with nerves. Kylie was next to me with Janiqua on the other side, there to take care of my needs. Which right now was just focusing on the problem.

“Go right on the county road,” said Ms. Docea.

“Yes,” said Mrs. Johnson. My English teacher had her phone out. “There has to be a way to use this to figure out where it’s at.”

“Something to get Asuka to work on,” Ms. Docea said. “That’s why I recruited her. She needs to get her system set up.”

I nodded as the limo screamed down the driveway. I flicked my gaze around. My cousins sat on either side of my aunt on the other bench, the three of them looking eager for what was to come. Bella and Veronica gave me worried glances while Angela was rubbing her thighs, trying to look positive.

“When we get there,” I said, “Bella, Mrs. Miles, and Veronica take the lead. Aunt Nancy, you and your daughters go with me next. Angela, you hang back and be ready to heal.”

The maids nodded.

“And me, Master?” Cali asked.

I had almost forgotten she was here. She somehow was lost in the shadowy interior.

“You do whatever it is you have to do,” I said.

“Once you have the criminal weaken, I will shackle him with the curse and Imprison him.” Her hand touched her golden garter. “No matter who it is.”

I nodded, feeling the Golden Power throb in me.

The limo drove down the road, the dark landscape whipping by. We were out in the country. Lots of cow pastures out here. The limo turned off onto another road. I had no idea where we were going. Mrs. Johnson frowned.

“I think we’re heading to St. Theresa’s,” she said. “That’s coming up in two miles.”

“That feels right,” said Ms. Docea. “There’s a storm ahead.”

My heart pounded as we waited. The wind screamed louder outside. It buffeted the side of the limo. The world grew even darker. The lights in the limo winked out. The car kept driving. I glanced at Cali.

“A powerful intruder,” she said, closing her eyes.

“Great,” I muttered. Should I have brought more maids? Twelve hardly felt like enough now.

The limo turned off the road onto gravel then slid to a halt. The winds hit the limo so hard that it rocked. Bella threw open the door and Veronica leaped out first, forming a shield of stone before her. Bella was out a moment later. I jumped out, the other maids scrambling around me.

St. Theresa was a Catholic church made of gray stone with dark stained-glass windows. A steeple rose above the entrance, the top lost to the swirling darkness. Screams echoed from inside. My heart quivered. I could feel it. This was different from the Gizzamuluke or Hagazim. There was real power here. Unrestrained power.

Those entities who had gotten out were still held by their artwork. It was more like a piece of them had escaped. I swallowed as the church shook. We had to get in there. Bella, Mrs. Miles, and Veronica raced for the main doors. I chased them.

“It’s Malevolence!” Cali shouted. “A major power. You are being tested, Master!”

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