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Chapter Nine

Sable Newport

Rage billowed through me as Susannah moaned into my pussy but didn’t lick me. That fucking prick rammed his cock into my sex slave’s asshole. Her backdoor opened wide and let him in. His dick slid into her anal sheath.

I ground my pussy on her lips. She should be licking me. I gave her an order, and her boyfriend walks in and just ass-fucks her. This wasn’t how it worked. I ruled. I dominated. Every woman, from my chauffeur Desiree to my mother, knelt before me and licked my cunt. They didn’t disobey me to pleasure their boyfriends or their husbands.

I cuckolded the men. My own father!

This was how things worked.

“Eat me, slut!” I hissed as Zach drew back his cock. His dick emerged from my whore’s asshole.

She moaned into my cunt, clearly enjoying his dick ramming back into her bowels, but she didn’t lick me. She turned on me the moment he entered. How did this straight-lace motherfucker even dominate her? He was a teacher’s pet. The guy that always had the right answers. Perfect grades on tests.

He was as fucking shallow as a politician. All smiles but nothing real behind the eyes. Not the sort of man that could turn a closeted dyke just aching to eat her first cunt into his whore. He did not have the skill to train her to be this obedient.

Who the fuck was he? And how dare he fuck with my sex slave!

“Yes, yes, Zach,” the whore moaned into my cunt.

“I know,” groaned Zach as he fucked away at her. He didn’t even hold her hips. She could escape him. “You love that dick up your ass.”

“I do,” she groaned.

“How are you doing this?” exploded through me. “She’s mine! My slut!”

“Is she?” Zach asked as he gripped her hips. He pumped away at her ass. He fucked into her bowels again and again.

“Yes!” I spat, gripping the back of her head. “Eat my cunt now, or you’ll pay.”

But she didn’t do it. She just let that fucker pound her asshole. He grunted as he fucked her, staring at me with this shit-eating grin on his face. Where did he get the balls to do something like this? Where had this strength come from? This couldn’t be him.

“Susannah, who do you belong to?” Zach groaned.

“To you, honey,” she purred into my pussy. “Oh, I love your big dick fucking my asshole.”

“Honey!” Outrage swept through me. “You don’t even call him ‘Master’? Not even ‘Sir’? Honey? What sort of sex slave are you.”

“I’m his wife,” she moaned. “His loving and obedient wife. I’ll do whatever my husband demands of me.”
“Even though you love my pussy,” I hissed.

“Yes.” She quivered, shaking. “I love it so much. Honey, I love cunt. I learned that. I tried to deny it but after last night… After my experience with her, well, I just couldn’t resist eating Sable’s pussy.”

“That’s Mistress, dyke!” I hissed.

“You’re not my mistress,” she groaned. “I lied. I’m Zach’s wife. I always will be.”

I could not accept this. How could this man have this much grip on her? She loved pussy. That was clear, but she also loved his cock fucking her asshole. She moaned as he fucked her. And the way she had suckled his dick.

I wanted her. I burned for her. She had been such a delicious slave. None had ever taken to it so fast. Hardly any whining. Just some hesitation at doing new things. Not like my mother or Desiree. Not like that cunt who bullied me. I’d sold her off to a bull-dyke. None of my subs had ever been so pliant as Susannah. Had ever pleasured me as much.

And he owned her?

“You want her, don’t you?” Zach said, such an evil grin on his face. He was enjoying this. He reveled in the fact that he had her love as he fucked her asshole.

“I’ll cut out your fucking heart for her!” I hissed.

“You would do anything to get what you want.” He smiled. “I can see it in your eyes. You want to be loved. By women. You want them crawling toward you. Worshiping you. You want to sit on a throne of bitches while they wait on you hand and foot!”

“Yes!” I glared at him. My hands balled into claws.

“Beautiful and lovely. A harem of women. A palace full of them all calling you mistress. All loving you and fearing you.”

I shuddered. My heart sang. “Yes!”

“And you want my wife most of all. You want her, don’t you? More than any other woman you’ve met. There’s something about her that you just can’t resist.”

“Who the fuck are you?” I gripped the back of Susannah’s head.

“I’m the guy who can get you that dream, if you help me.” He grinned, big and strong. “I’m going to take over the world, and you’re going to help me. You’re going to stand at my side. My enforcer. My general. My fucking bitch mistress crushing down my enemies with one foot while her slaves lick the other. You and I are going to seize this world and bend it to my will. And your rewards, Sable Newport, your rewards will be all that you crave and more.”

“Her!” I snarled, believing him.

When he spoke, his words sang in my soul. This wasn’t some teacher’s pet. This wasn’t an empty-headed, lace-curtain mother fucker who just wanted to go to Harvard, get a useless degree, and join the good ol’ boys’ network. Be a lawyer. A politician. A man with nothing behind his eyes but the desire to receive others’ praise and to be showered in their adoration.

“I want her the most!” I hissed, gripping the back of her head.

“Will you give me your undying service for her?” Zach demanded as he fucked his “wife” in the ass. The slut moaned.

“Yes!” I gasped. “I give you my service. My loyalty. My fucking soul for the power you promised and for her!”

“You understand that she is my wife. You both serve me. But you can enjoy her. Play with her. When I don’t need her. When I’m not enjoying her, she’s your toy! Right, Susannah!”

“Yes, Zach!” she moaned. “I’m his wife, but if he orders it, I’ll be your bitch.”

“Then I am yours, Lewis Zachary Black!” I snarled. “I am yours!”

“Done!” he groaned and something happened. I felt something dark seize me and bind me to him. A collar that sprang about my throat. He slammed hard into Susannah’s asshole as he grinned at me. This wild smile, his eyes brimming with power.

He owned me.

“Lick my cunt, bitch!” I hissed.

Susannah finally obeyed.

His wife, my toy, licked at my cunt. I shuddered at the feel of her tongue sliding through my folds. She drove me nuts. I groaned, my head swaying from side to side as her tongue lapped through my petals and brushed my clit.

I gasped as she whimpered. He fucked her asshole hard. He plowed into her with everything that he had. I loved the way she moaned into my cunt. How she groaned and tongued my pussy folds. It was an incredible rush.

“That’s it!” I whimpered. “Oh, my god, that’s it. That’s so fucking good. Yes, yes, eat my pussy! Eat it, you dirty slut!”

“Eat her cunt,” growled Zach. “My slutty wife! My submissive woman! You did it, Susannah. You were my fucking bait! Damn, I’m proud of you!”

Bait? I burst into laughter. “You fucking bastard! You dangled her in front of me!”

“And you took her!” he growled with such confidence as he buggered her hard. “You snapped her up, and I set the hook. You’re mine!”

“Yours!” I groaned as his slut-wife licked at me.

I gripped the back of her head and reveled in her tongue sliding over my pussy lips. He fucked her asshole hard. I savored her tonguing around in me. She gathered up all that juice. It was a rush to have her doing that. A thrill to feel her swirling about me.

I shuddered at how great it felt. I loved how her tongue danced around my cunt. She made me shiver with her strokes. She brushed my clit. Pleasure burst from my nub and showered through me. I groaned, savoring that wonderful lick over and over again.

It was so amazing to have her licking at me. She lapped at me with such passion. I groaned with her tongue stroking through me. It was an incredible rush to have her lapping at my cunt. She devoured me.

“Make your Mistress cum, honey,” Zach groaned. “When I’m not around, she owns you!”

“Yes, husband!” she moaned into my twat and thrust her tongue deep into my cunt.

I shuddered as she swirled around in me. She danced her tongue about in my cunt, driving me wild. This was such a rush to have her doing that. I loved every moment of it. Every last second of this delight surging through me.

I groaned, savoring the heat of her tongue stirring through me. I loved that so much. I ground my folds on her face as he fucked her hard. He pounded her, grunting as he did. His dick buried to the hilt in her asshole over and over again.

“That’s it,” he growled. “Damn, your ass is amazing, Susannah. I love fucking your bowels!”

“I love being fucked!” she moaned. “And I love your cunt, Mistress.”

She flicked her tongue to my clit. She was perfect. I savored this passion so much. My face contorted with the delight of it. I groaned with every swirl of her tongue around my bud. I climbed toward my orgasm.

It wouldn’t be long now. I had surrendered to Zach. Given up. I didn’t care. I could feel those rewards he promised me. That sweet tongue licking at my clit was just a down payment on everything that was to come.

I shuddered as she swirled around my bud. She danced about it, sending such delight surging through me. I groaned and threw back my head as she suckled hard on my bud. She moaned as Zach fucked her.

My… boss pounded her asshole.

“Shit,” he groaned. “That’s it. Just like that. Oh, damn, I’m going to cum, Susannah.”

“Please, please, please cum in my ass, husband!” she groaned around my clit. “Because… yes!”

She squealed around my clit as she came. I knew her asshole was spasming around his cock. He buried into her and threw back his head. He grunted, basting her asshole with his jizz. I shuddered as she moaned around my clit.

I gasped and joined them. My head threw back. My cunt writhed as I gushed juices that flooded the slut’s mouth. The pleasure surged through me. Stars danced across my vision. It was such ecstasy to have this bliss sweeping through me.

“Oh, god, drink my cunt cream, slut!” I moaned. “You’re my fucking slave! I rent you from your husband! I am going to enjoy you!”

“Yes, Mistress!” she squealed as Zach buried to the hilt in her asshole. He erupted.

His cum pumped over and over into her anal sheath. He flooded her with all that jizz as the ecstasy swept through him. He held her hips as he groaned through his orgasm. I trembled through mine, my boobs bouncing.

I hit the peak of my pleasure as he panted. I trembled there, that naughty slut licking at my cunt. This was so wild. The world? I would help Zach take over the world. It was so insane, and yet I believed him.

“God,” I groaned. “How do we take over the world.”

“Slowly,” he said. “It’ll be years. A decade or more. I have to build power. Rise to prominence. Not something easily done as a high school student.”

“Right, right,” I groaned.

He pulled his cock out of Susannah’s asshole. The girl groaned as he popped out. Zach glanced at me and smiled at me, his dick twitching and throbbing. He stared at me with hunger in his eyes. I frowned as he grinned.

“What?” I asked.

“Time to show your obedience,” he said, glancing to his right. “Oh, she’ll do it. Suck my cock, Sable. Suck my dirty dick.”

“I’ve never sucked a dick,” I whimpered. “I’ve never been with a man.”

“I know. And you never will be with another. Only me.”

I trembled. This was it. The final price I had to pay for power. Of course, he would ask me for it. I would do the same in his position. He had to know if I was committed. And I was. If he took over, I would have all those lesbian slaves.

I could suck one dirty dick. Even let him fuck me for that.

I dropped to my knees before him. Susannah smiled at me. She hugged his leg and rested her head on his hip. She watched me. She was glad I was doing this. Ooh, I would have to spank her hard for being so happy about this.

And she would love every moment of it.

I breathed in and smelled the sour flavor of her asshole. Susannah’s bowels. I would enjoy that flavor. I kissed the tip of his cock. I had made my sex slaves suckle dildos so many times. My mother. Ms. Denise. Mrs. Haverstone, the maid that worked for my father. Cosette, another maid.

I could do this.

I slid my lips over the crown of his dick. For the first time ever, I took a cock into my mouth. I just focused on that sour flavor of my slave’s asshole on Zach’s shaft. I closed my eyes and suckled on him. I nursed with passion on his cock.

I bobbed my head. I worked my mouth up and down his dick, my tongue swirling and dancing. He groaned as I did that. He clenched and relaxed his hands as I suckled on his cock. I stared up at him. I wouldn’t look away.

I had pride.

I suckled with all my might, polishing off her sour musk. My lips slid down his shaft then back up. My tongue danced around the crown of his cock. The flavor of her earthy asshole faded. This salty flavor rose. Zach’s precum.

He nodded to me. He enjoyed what I did to him. He liked that I was nursing on him. Driving him wild. He slid his hand through my hair now. He touched me. My pussy clenched. Would I have to fuck him?

Of course, I would.

He would ram his dick into me. The only man I would ever let touch me like that. I suckled hard on his cock. I worked my mouth up and down him with hunger. He groaned, his face twisting with passion.

I would make him explode. Give him the best fucking blowjob. If I had to do this, then I would do it right. No half-assing it. Breaking in a slut or blowing my… leader was no different. I gave it my all, my cheeks hollowing. Drool ran down my chin.

“That’s it,” he growled. “You are my Mistress Bitch.”

I liked that. I was his Mistress Bitch. I would whip the world into shape for him.

He groaned, my tongue danced around his cock. I stroked him with hunger. He groaned, his back arching as I loved him. I stroked him. I brought him closer and closer to cumming. I could tell he would burst and flood my mouth with his cum.

Every last drop of his jizz.

The sour flavor of her asshole grew less and less until it was only the saltiness of his precum. He grinned down at me as I suckled on him. I cupped his hairy balls. I massaged them, knowing to take care. He groaned as he stared down at me.

“Damn, that’s good,” he groaned. “Just like that. You’re going to get a mouthful of cum.”

I suckled hard on him as I stared up at him. I massaged his balls, feeling them twitch. The flavor of his precum grew stronger. Saltier. I bobbed my head, moaning around his cock. My tongue swirled around his cock.

“That’s it,” he groaned. “Shit, yes!”

His cock erupted.

I tasted my first blast of jizz.

The salty cum splashed against the back of my throat. I groaned and gulped it down. I would be a swallower, too. More and more of his jizz flooded my mouth. I closed my eyes, letting it wash down my throat.

“Shit,” he groaned. “Damn, Sable!”

“Oh, Mistress, isn’t his cum yummy!” whimpered Susannah.

He didn’t taste… bad. He had a saltiness that was actually good. I gulped him down, my pussy clenching. It was arousing to submit to this one man. In surrendering to him. And only to him. My eyes rolled back in my head.

He groaned as he spurted the last time. I suckled on him a few minutes longer. I wasn’t surprised when he didn’t go soft. I shuddered, my cunt so wet from the submission. It was exciting surrendering to another.

To him. This man who had the drive to conquer the world.

I ripped my mouth off his cock and rose. I moved back and sat on the bed. I parted my legs and leaned back on my elbows. “I’m willing to do anything for my prize. Take me.”

“That’s good to hear,” said Zach. He moved to me. “You are definitely the Mistress Bitch that I need.”

I winked at him, my cunt on fire.

He mounted the bed and pressed his cock right into my pussy. I shuddered at the feel of the warm, living shaft. This was no dildo I fucked myself with or had one of my sex slaves fuck me with. I shuddered at the contact.

This was it. I was about to lose my Gold Star as a lesbian. I no longer had a cunt that had never taken a real dick. That was how much I wanted this. I ached for it. I would have real power from him. I smiled at him.

“Fuck me!” I moaned.

He thrust into me.

I groaned as his thick shaft buried to the hilt in my cunt. He fucked me so hard. He buried into me with such passion. His balls slapped into my taint. Balls. I groaned at the fleshy shaft filling me up. I could tell the difference.

This was a real dick that would spurt jizz into me. I wasn’t on any birth control. Was it the safe time in my cycle? It better be because he drew back his cock. I groaned as he did that. A shiver ran through me.

He rammed his cock back into my snatch. He buried into me hard and fast. He fucked me with such passion. I shuddered as he did it. He fucked me with that big cock of his. My pussy drank in the friction.

“Shit,” I groaned.

“Liking it?” he asked as she fucked me.

“Just… my pussy is liking it,” I groaned. “Mmm, liking it more than I thought I would. Shit, I’m going to cum on you. Fuck!”

He grinned at me as he fucked into my pussy with hard strokes. He buried deep into my pussy. He plunged to the hilt in me. The pressure built and built in me. He plowed with such force into my cunt. It was such an exciting rush to have him fucking me so hard.

I gasped as that mighty cock rammed into my snatch over and over again. I squeezed my pussy down on him. I shuddered, the bliss swelling and swelling in me. My orgasm would sweep over me and leave me gasping out in delight.

“That’s right,” he groaned. “Take that big dick. Yeah, you love that huge cock slamming into you!”

“I do!” I moaned, my pussy clamping down on his cock. “Ooh, ooh, that’s it. That’s so good. Just like that. Fuck my cunt just like that! I’m your Mistress Bitch!”

“Yes, you are!” he growled. “Now cum on my dick. Let me feel that pussy going wild. Prove to me that you’re my bitch!”

I clamped my twat down on him as he slammed into me. His bush rubbed against my pussy lips. My clit. The ticklish delight swept through me. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling. I squeezed about him with everything that I had. He fucked into me hard. My eyes rolled back into my head as he buried deep and hard into me.

My pussy swelled with my orgasm. I gasped as I bucked to meet his thrust. The stimulation against my pussy walls built the pressure. I ached for it. I was so close. His dick churned up my cunt. His heavy nuts slapped into my taint.

I exploded.

I burst in delight. My cunt writhed around his dick. I suckled at him. He groaned as he stared me in the eyes and erupted. I gasped as I felt the warmth of his spunk flooding my twat. My pussy hungered for all of his seed that fired into me. Seed. A man’s cum.

He filled me up with his jizz. I shuddered, my pussy rippling around his cock. Waves of pleasure drowned my mind. They poured across my gray matter and soaked every neuron in ecstasy. I bucked from the delight.

“I’m your Mistress Bitch!” I howled at the top of my lungs.

He fired the last of his cum in me. I shuddered on Susannah’s bed. She smiled from where she knelt. There was… delight in her eyes. She was happy that I had fucked her husband. Glad that I had cum so hard and experienced the joy she did.

He pulled his cock out of my twat and was about to speak when the door opened. His twin sister strode in. I scowled at that dyke. She was an uppity bitch that I wanted to tame a few times, but she was too flippant to ever make a good slave.

“Hey, her parents are pulling up to the driveway right now. They’re more than a little surprised there’s a car with a driver.”

“Shit,” growled Zach. “We can’t let them know we were fucking up here.”

“I’ll stall them for a few minutes with a little spell,” said Moira. “So get cleaned up and, I don’t know, pretend to study or something.”

“Right,” said Zach. “Everyone, get dressed.”

“A spell?” I asked as Moira vanished.

Zach grinned. “She’s a witch.

Chapter Ten

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

The door to Susannah’s bedroom opened and Mrs. Augustine appeared. She was a blonde like her daughter, as beautiful but with a mother’s maturity. Her eyes flashed with danger. She opened her mouth to admonish her daughter for being alone with me when she noticed Sable.

“Oh,” she said. “Oh, well, you three are studying.”

“Yes, Mrs. Augustine,” I said, looking up from my textbook to smile at her.

She smiled back at me. “I’m glad you’re all working hard and… You’re the Newport girl?”

“Yeah,” Sable said. “I hope my driver didn’t spook you.” Sable looked completely at ease wearing one of Susannah’s borrowed dresses. The outfits she normally wore were too… revealing for Mrs. Augustine not to get mad.

“A tad,” the preacher’s wife said. “Well, I’m glad you’re all studying hard. You’re still coming over for dinner on Saturday, Zach?”

“Yes, ma’am, I am,” I said, giving her a polite nod.

“Good, good.” She shifted in place. “Well, who wants some cookies? I’ll be right back.”

“She’ll be back real quick,” said Susannah.

“I can’t believe that your twin sister is a witch,” said Sable. “And Ms. Rayne is a succubus.”

“Bound to her,” I said, glancing at Susannah.

“If they serve you, then their evil can be twisted to good,” said my wife. “I bet Nisha believes the same thing.”

“Nisha?” asked Sable.

“My angel,” I said, the stairs creaking. “Okay, so we just have to plug sine in here and we’ll be able to calculate the answer we need. It’s simple.”

“This is simple?” groaned Sable. “I hate math.”

“This is simple. Try calculating compound interest.” I smiled as Mrs. Augustine entered again.
“Oh, compound interest is the devil’s work,” Mrs. Augustine said. “It’s usury. The Lord forbade the Israelites from charging interest. At least compound interest.”

“As long as it’s not predatory,” I said as she set down the cookies.

“Now you three study hard,” said Mrs. Augustine. “Make sure they learn, Zach. I knew our Susannah wouldn’t be half the student if she didn’t have you helping her out.” She winked at me and walked out.

“She’s sort of a Stepford wife,” muttered Sable then glanced at Susannah. “Maybe she’s a closet dyke like you.”

“I’m not a dyke. I just serve my husband how he wishes. It was his desire for me to submit to you.”

“No one eats pussy that good if she’s not into it. Right, Zach? I bet you’re a champ at it.”

I winked at her. “So, you took my wife. Did anyone at school see you?”

“Nope.”

“But that driver did. I can’t have my wife’s secret getting out.”

“Ms. Desiree is my sex slave. She and my mother are devoted to me. My father, too, but I just make him watch.” She wrinkled her nose. “They do what I say now.”

And she had that fortune. It was begging to be clear why I needed her. Not just to be my attack dog, but to help finance me. Her father was old money. Newport money.

“There’s the sex shop,” whispered Susannah. “She took me there and made me get naked and… used me before the owner. He doesn’t know who I am, but… There was a camera.”

My face darkened. “Well, I’ll take care of it.” I put my hand on her head. “Your submission to Sable will never leave our inner circle. Can he be… trusted.”

Sable shook her head.

“That’s okay. I know what to do. Now, where is this sex shop?”

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Moira Black

It was much later that night. Zach parked his car two blocks down from the sex shop. It was on a quiet street. My brother glanced at me. I had Ms. Rayne sitting in the back seat, her legs crossed in case I needed her.

“Spirits of Air and the Immaterial,” I chanted, rubbing at my pendant of amethyst I wore about my neck. It was a stone that manifested desires and controlled the Element of Air. It was perfect for channeling what I needed. “Spirits of Air and the Immaterial, search for mechanical eyes of scrying and disable them!”

I found the sharp edge of the stone and pressed my fingertip on it. Pain pricked. A sharp stab of heat. Blood welled from the little wound. The stone drank it in and glowed.

“Spirits of Air and the Immaterial, search for mechanical eyes of scrying and disable them!”

The crystal vibrated. Air swooshed around in the car, ruffling my short hair. They rushed out and into the streets. I hummed as they did their work. Every camera for three blocks in every direction should be shorted out by…

The stone stopped vibrating.

Now.

“We’re clear,” I said.

“Good,” he said and pushed back the driver’s seat.

I had been looking forward to this all day. Getting my brother’s cock back into me. I needed him for the magic, too. His seed was powerful. He carried a destiny in his veins that flowed through every bit of him. He was saturated in it.

Especially his balls.

He unzipped his pants. It was dark here. No streetlamps. No security cameras to see what we were doing. I shuddered as I moved over him, my short, black skirt riding higher. I had no panties on, of course. I didn’t want to ruin this.

“Mmm, take his cock,” moaned my succubus. Ms. Rayne quivered in the back, her eyes so hot.

I pulled my brother’s cock out of his open fly. He was thick and hard. So eager for this. I stared into his eyes. I was his twin sister. I was the one he needed more than any other. I shared the womb with him. His blood was mine.

His destiny was mine.

I plunged my cunt down him and gasped in delight as that thick shaft stretched me out. I threw back my head, my pussy sinking down and down his cock. I groaned, loving the feel of all that power in him.

I would take all of it I could.

“Yes,” I moaned as I bottomed out on my twin’s dick. “Oh, Zach, that’s the cock I love so much.”

“Show me,” he growled. “Show me how much you love it.”

I grinned at him as I squeezed my snatch around his dick and slid up him. He groaned as I did that. His cock felt amazing in me. I rode up him higher and higher. My pussy held his cock in a tight embrace. He growled out in delight.

I reached the pinnacle of his manly cock and plunged back down him. I took all my brother in my pussy. The stimulation rippled through me. The wondrous, forbidden passion that only we could share. Brother and sister. Twins. United by flesh and blood and passion.

His hands slid up my thighs beneath my skirt. I loved the strength of his touch. Zach grabbed my ass. He squeezed my rump and lifted me up his cock. I groaned, my cunt clenching down on his dick. I held him tight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Give me the seed. Your life essence! Oh, big brother, give it to me!”

He gripped my rump and slammed me down his cock. “You’ll get it!”

I trembled in delight, my snatch worshiping his big dick. I loved the feel of that thick shaft churning me up. It was a delightful thrill to have that wonderful cock in me. I quivered, my pussy melting around him.

My orgasm built and built as he worked me up and down his cock. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips into his ear and moaned. The car seat creaked. My rump brushed the steering wheel as I loved his cock.

“This is so hot,” groaned my succubus. Anahita, her real name only known to me, squirmed in the backseat. “Give her all that jizz, Zach. She needs it. Oh, she wants you flooding her. The lust spilling off her is powerful!”

“Yes, it is,” I moaned. “I need your cum, big brother. I need my twin’s cum in me. I crave it all the time.”

“Moira,” he groaned, his fingers kneading my rump.

I slammed down his cock over and over again. I quivered at how wonderful it felt. My eyes rolled back in my head. I quivered, my pussy squeezing about his dick. The heat swelled in me. The need to burst grew and grew.

I plunged down him over and over, my clit grinding into his pubic bone. He groaned, his fingers digging into my rump. He had to be closer to cumming. Close to spilling all that cum in me. I could feel it. I was so close, too.

I slid up his cock gripping him. The pleasure sparked in me as I plunged back down his thick shaft. I bottomed out on him and erupted in ecstasy. The pleasure flooded through me. My cunt writhed around his dick.

“Cum in me!” I moaned.

He erupted.

As his cum spurted into my snatch and his power filled me, I chanted, “Nyx, Goddess of Night, cloak us in your darkness!”

My twat writhed around his erupting cock as darkness rippled around us. A cloak that would keep us from being seen. I bucked on him, milking him. The pleasure swept through my body. I trembled on him, milking his dick.

He grunted as his balls unloaded every bit of spunk into my snatch. I loved all that jizz flooding me. It was so incredible to feel my brother’s spunk flooding through me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I quivered on him.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, that was delicious.”

“Mmm, yes,” my brother groaned and thrust open his door. “We have to do this.”

“He’s alone in there,” said the succubus in the back seat.

I climbed out of the car and off my brother’s cock. I clenched my snatch tight, keeping his cum in me. His seed powered the spell that made us invisible to others. My brother zipped up and climbed out next. We jogged up the street and crossed it. We reached the sex shop in a few moments. The open sign was still on.

My brother opened the door. I swept in. The guy at the counter lifted his bleary eyes from his arms. He looked to be asleep. He frowned at the open door, not seeing us. My brother closed it behind him as I headed into the back.

“Fucking wind,” the guy muttered and lowered his head to the counter.

I hummed as I moved into the back to take the hard drives from the security system, and to make sure the system didn’t use a cloud backup. If that footage ever got out… That would be a disaster for my brother.

I poked around and found the computer it was hooked up to. It was old, still running Windows XP of all things. I barely remember that from when I was a kid. There was no cloud backup. There was some editing software. The prick had been working on splicing up the footage of Susannah and Sable, but he hadn’t saved his work.

I shot down the computer and found some tools. I had the case open in moments, unscrewed the hard drive, and pulled it out. I shoved that into my pocket and marched out to find my brother standing over the corpse of the man.

I paused, staring at the color draining from the man’s face. A pool of blood spread out from the side. My brother had buried the knife into the man beneath the armpit. He didn’t look to have put up much of a fight.

I arched my eyebrow at him.

“Nisha knew just where to strike to hit the heart,” my brother said as he wiped the dagger off on the man. He suckled in a deep breath, his fingers trembling. “I knew there would be a high cost.”

“Yeah,” I said, staring down at the corpse. It was fascinating. He had been alive, and now… Now he was gone. That was power. To take away the future of someone. All their potential. Just snuffed it out. “He won’t be the last, big brother. Come on. I have enough power in me to do one more spell.”

My brother nodded and thrust the knife back into a sheath and shoved it into his back pocket. He marched to the door and didn’t look back. I followed him, giving the dead owner a sad glance. He just had been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I closed the door and prayed, “Nyx, conceal our crime and remove all evidence we were here.”

I shuddered as the spirits washed out of me and into the shop. They would buff away our fingerprints and remove any trace hair or fibers. The police would have an unsolved murder come the morning. I turned and marched back to the car. My brother was jogging ahead of me. I picked up the pace.

I climbed into the passenger’s seat, sucking in a deep breath. I had just witnessed death. I smiled as my brother started up the car and drove away. The cameras would be coming on soon. I leaned back in my seat.

“Susannah can never know,” Zach said, giving me a hard look.

I nodded. Power came with a cost.

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