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Chapter Nine

Charles Swartzenburg II

The blonde girl swallowed my dick. I didn’t care who she was. She was a thing. An object. A cum dump. Her warm, wet mouth slid over the crown of my cock. I shuddered at the feel of her sealing her lips around my shaft.

She suckled.

The pleasure shot through me. I groaned as she nursed on me. Her hot mouth sealed about me in such an exciting way. I loved how she nursed on me. It was an incredible rush to have her suckling on me like that. She worked her mouth up and down my cock, bobbing her head.

I thought about another blonde girl. Susannah.

What a pleasure it would be to enjoy my enemy’s woman. To fuck that gorgeous girl and see the innocence dying in her eyes as she felt my dick plow to the hilt in her snatch. She would resist. Try to deny her passion for me as I fucked her.

I slid my hand through the blonde slut worshiping my cock as I pictured pinning Susannah down on the bed and ramming my dick into her snatch. I pounded her with force, ramming into her cunt while she whimpered.

“No, no,” Susannah moaned in my mind, her head tossing back and forth. “Zach! Zach!”

“You’re mine now,” I growled in my imagination, gripping that fistful of blonde hair. I held her tight as she worked her mouth up and down my cock.

“Zach!”

I could picture her wanting to be pure for him, but slowly quivering as she loved my cock more and more slamming into her cunt. Her lower lip quivered. Her blue eyes melted with the delight of my dick pounding her juicy snatch.

“Zach…” she whimpered as the surrender melted from her. “I… I…”

“Am my slut!” I growled, thrusting my hips forward to fuck Susannah hard. And to pound the mouth of that whore nursing on my dick.

“Your slut!” Susannah moaned.

It would be spectacular to take her from him. But he had to watch. He had to be in the room, broken and gagged, his power bereft. To be forced to watch as his woman cried out those words. As she writhed beneath me.

I could see the humiliation in his eyes as I thrust away at Susannah’s cunt. That would teach the little upstart shit to know his place. Zach had ambition. He must have been a threat to me. He thought he could step up into the realm of his betters.

“I love your cock, Charles!” Susannah moaned in my mind. “It’s so much better than Zach’s!”

My balls twitched at those words moaning through my mind. I gripped the sides of the slut’s head and fucked her mouth hard. She suckled and slobbered on my cock, building the pressure at the tip. I thrust to the back of her throat and kept going.

She gagged. Coughed. I didn’t care. I thrust my dick down her gullet. She moaned around the tip. I shuddered as my balls slapped into her chin. I shuddered, loving this moment. It was a perfect one. Pleasure rushed through me as I fucked her mouth.

Susannah filled my thoughts.

It would be delicious to tie her down first. To cut off her clothes while she wept. Her tears spilled down those smooth cheeks as I revealed more and more of her body. Her ripe breasts. Her pussy with its trimmed bush. She wouldn’t be shaved.

She would fight. Thrash. “I’m Zach’s! He’ll save me!”

Then to reveal to her that I had already beaten him. Broken him. Chained him to the wall and gagged him for daring to tread among his betters. Peasants had to remember their place. That was the problem with America. Hope.

They believed they could rise high. That they were captains of their fates when they were all really slaves. Only a few could rise high. Those we allowed. Who held the right values. Who made the right sacrifices.

Who could never be a threat to the real powers. The oldest families. The most ancient of bloodlines.

“Zach! Zach!” sobbed Susannah as I rammed my cock into her pussy with her bound and staring at her beaten love. “Stop it! I’m not yours!”

“You’re mine, slut! Mine! I own your body! Your cunt!”

“NOOOOO!”

She thrashed against her bonds as I pumped away at her cunt, showing my complete dominance over her. I thrust deep and hard into her cunt while fucking the throat of that useless cow in the bathroom.

I raped Susannah in my imagination.

I would fuck her until I came in her. I would breed her. She would have to carry my child. I would conquer every bit of her. Break her until she was a mindless fuck-slut who lived only to pleasure me. Collar her. Make her crawl for the rest of her life. Have her piss on Zach while she sucked my dick.

Humiliate him by taking his woman and making her into my slave.

“Yes,” I groaned aloud, the pressure in my balls at the breaking point.

The fantasy burned through me as I slammed my cock down the whore’s throat. My balls slapped into her chin. The pressure at the tip of my cock burst. I grunted as I pumped my jizz down her throat. The eruption swept through me.

“You’ll be mine!” I growled as I erupted again and again, picturing Susannah howling in pain. To see her quivering in degradation.

I would cum on her face.

I would fill her womb with my seed while Zach watched.

Molech would be happy that I had brought low his enemy. He would reward me. Especially if I offered Susannah’s whelp as a sacrifice. I shuddered at the power I would gain as I pumped my cum down the slut’s throat.

I filled her belly with my seed, my fingers digging into the side of her head. I shuddered as she moaned around my cock. I stared down at this whore who had made me cum. I had needed that so much. I could think again.

I had to be careful.

The whore had such delight in her eyes. I ripped my mouth out of her cock. “Maybe I’ll fuck your mouth or your cunt again.”

“I would love that!” she moaned, so eager to please me. She had no will. A weak thing brainwashed by TikTok videos and Instagram posts. Her mind was atrophied by the pathetic education system.

A thinking population was a threat.

How to take down Zach? That was the question. I had to become his friend to find his weakness. Be close to him to drive the knife into his back. He must have some patron. A spiritual benefactor. Not Molech or one of the greater entities.

Something subtle, maybe.

I would have to pay attention. Just be his friend. I put away my cock and smiled. He didn’t have any male friends. He was a loner. That was his weakness. He saw something similar in me. I would be a mirror. A reflection that would draw him in.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Susannah held my hand as we walked through the empty halls toward Ms. Rayne’s classroom. Charles… He was the first guy who I had met at this school that had any class. He wasn’t a dullard. He had power. A real education, not this limp thing they had here.

He could be very useful if he thought we were friends. We could even become friends so long as I was careful about what he learned. My plan would take decades. I would need the support of some backers. Why not him?

We reached the classroom. I opened the door. Ms. Rayne was grading papers, her brassy hair falling around her cheeks, her glasses perched on her face. She glanced up at us, her low-cut blouse showing off her large breasts. She smiled at the sight of us.

“Did you need something, Zach?” she asked.

“Privacy,” I said. “You can go.”

She arched an eyebrow at me. “I’m your sister’s succubus, not yours.”

“And?” I said. “Melt into the shadows. Go for a walk. I don’t care. We need privacy.”

Her eyes glanced over at Susannah who clenched my hand even tighter. “Very well. Have fun, you two. I must be such a wicked teacher to allow such licentious behavior to occur on school grounds.”

“Definitely,” I said as she melted into shadows and vanished from sight. Moira owned her when she realized one of our teachers was a succubus who fed off the lust of the young men she taught.

Once I didn’t feel her any longer, and Nisha gave me a satisfied nod, I pulled Susannah to me. Her blue eyes stared up at me with such vulnerability in their depths. She was open. Exposed me utterly. My hands slid down her back to her rump.

“You really know me, don’t you?” I asked her.

She nodded, holding me back. “I do. You’re not sure about Charles, but you want to like him.”

I smiled. “True. And you were the only one who noticed what Nisha was doing to me.”

“I pay attention to you.” She hugged me tighter. “It’s a wife’s duty to take care of her man. To see that his needs are met so he can worry about providing for the family. To meet my needs.”

“Your needs.” I smiled at her. “Yes, you do need your needs met, Susannah.”

I kissed her with more passion than I ever had. She moaned, feeling it. Her lips melted against mine. It was glorious to kiss her like this. My hands gripped her rump. I held her butt-cheeks through her dress as I made out with her.

I loved how she squirmed against me. She felt so perfect shuddering like that. It was a delight to knead her rump like this. I wanted to make her squeal in delight. I ached to give her such pleasure. To love Susannah.

My dick was hard. I wanted to be in her, but first… First I wanted to satisfy her needs. My tongue danced around with hers as I started hiking up her skirt. I gathered it up in my hands, the cloth rustling as the fabric slid up the front of my jeans.

She moaned into my lips. She kissed me with love. I could fee it in her. She lusted for Sable, but she loved me. I drew her skirt higher and higher up her legs until it was bunched around her waist. She whimpered into the kiss.

I broke it and stared into her eyes.

“Zach,” she breathed.

“Mmm, I like when you moan my name,” I said and sank to my knees. My hands caressed her thighs as I stared at the white panties she wore, the crotch soaked with her juices. The sweet scent of her pussy filled my nose.

A heady aroma.

My hands slid over the waistband of her panties. I drew them off. She trembled there as I rolled her panties off her hips and down her thighs. She quivered as her golden bush came into view, dewdrops shining like diamonds as they clung to her curls.

I rolled her panties down past her knees, staring at her bush and the blushing folds of her pussy beneath. I wanted to eat her. I ached for the feast to begin. I worked the panties lower and lower, salivating for my Susannah.

For my wife’s pussy.

She stepped out of her panties. I shoved them into my pocket and grabbed her thighs. I nuzzled my face up between her thighs. She gasped as I pressed into her bush. Her curls rubbed over my face. I kissed at her pussy lips.

I licked at her folds. I stroked through Susannah’s folds. She gasped as I did that. My hands slid around to grab her butt-cheeks. She groaned as I licked at her folds again, wanting to make love to her pussy. To make her cum.

“Oh, Zach,” she moaned, staring down at me.

I could see it in her eyes. She knew I needed to do this, and it made her so happy. Not because I was giving her pleasure, but because she was satiating me. She was so selfless. I would make her cum so hard. She deserved that.

“Zach,” she breathed as I thrust my tongue into her pussy.

I swirled around in her depths. I whipped my tongue around in her cunt, loving the taste of her cunt. The sweetness was additive. I loved every moment of dancing my tongue around in her snatch. It was pure rapture to do this.

She groaned, squeezing her cunt down around my tongue that stirred her up. She whimpered as I fucked my tongue into her depths again and again. I flicked around in her, enjoying the taste of her cunt. It was a fantastic delight to feast on her.

“Mmm,” I groaned as I devoured her. “I want you to cum so hard, Susannah. Hold nothing back.”

“I never do with you, Zach,” she groaned, her dress rustling around her waist.

That was what I wanted to hear. I ached to make her explode. My tongue stroked through her folds. I lapped over her petals and brushed her clit. She gasped and bucked. Her passion echoed through the classroom.

I danced my tongue around her clit. I swirled about her. She tossed her head from side to side as I licked at her. It was a beautiful thing to do to her. It was a wonderful moment to dance my tongue around in her cunt.

“Zach, Zach!” Her rump flexed beneath my kneading hand. I knew she rose toward her orgasm.

I suckled on her clit.

“Oh, Zach!”

I nibbled on her bud, wanting her to drown me in her pussy cream. I craved that so much. I suckled on her clit. My tongue danced around her bud. I loved how she bucked as I pleasured her. Those sweet moans grew louder and louder.

My fingers dug into her rump as she rose toward her orgasm. I knew she approached it. She hurtled toward that moment of drowning me with her pussy cream. That would be a wild moment. I couldn’t wait for her to just soak me with her passion.

She could drown me with all her cunt cream.

I wanted that. Ached for that. I suckled hard on her clit. She bucked and squealed out, “Yes!”

Her sweet cunt cream gushed out of her pussy and bathed my face. She anointed me in her passion.

I groaned, drowning in her pussy cream. My cock throbbed in my pants as I licked and lapped at my sweet Susannah’s cunt. I feasted on her as she bucked, her pubic hair tickling my face. She groaned, grinding herself on me. It was a delight to have her rippling through her pleasure.

I thrust my tongue into her cunt. Her pussy rippled around my appendage, my cock aching to be in her. I kneaded her rump as she trembled through her pleasure. I loved this so much. My dick throbbed with such passion. I wanted to ram into her.

“I need you, Zach,” she whimpered.

I rose and pushed her back. She gasped as she sat her naked ass on the edge of a desk. Her arms slid around my neck as she pulled me down for a kiss. Soaked in her pussy cream, I claimed her mouth. She kissed me with passion.

My dick throbbed as I made out with her. She kissed me, her right hand sliding from the back of my neck, over my shoulder and down my chest. She rubbed at me as she went lower and lower. Her lips worked on mine as her hand crossed my stomach.

She reached my fly.

Susannah worked at my belt as she kissed me with passion. She pulled the leather through the metal tongue. Belt undone, she attacked my fly. She unbuttoned me. My zipper rasped down. My slacks slipped off my hips and fell down my thighs.

Her hand shoved into my boxers. She grabbed my dick, her fingers so warm. So loving. She pulled me out of my underwear and pressed the tip of my cock into her silky bush. The wet folds of her pussy massaged me.

This was… delicious. It was incredible to enjoy her by myself. To make love to my Susannah.

I thrust my cock into her pussy. She moaned, her thighs wrapping around my waist. She held me tight as my cock sank into the depths of her cunt. I shuddered as I reached her depths. I filled her up to the brim, my nuts resting on her taint.

She kissed me with passion, her tongue dancing with mine as I savored being buried in her pussy. I slid my hands down her back and gripped her rump. I drew back my cock. Her pussy clung to me. She held me tight.

She broke the kiss and gasped, “Yes! Oh, Zach!”

“Susannah,” I breathed as I slammed my cock back into her cunt. I filled up her pussy with my hard shaft. She quivered around me. “Damn.”

“It’s so good,” she whimpered as I pumped away at her tight snatch. She held me in her wonderful embrace. “Oh, yes, yes, this is so amazing!”

I loved that. I savored her pussy squeezing around me. She held me tight in that juicy pussy. She gripped my cock as I pumped away at her. I thrust to the hilt in her pussy again and again. It was a delight to plow into her like this.

A real pleasure.
I pumped away at her. I buried into her cunt with everything that I had. It was fantastic to pound her like this. I buried to the hilt in her snatch, her pussy gripping my dick and bringing me closer and closer to cumming in her.

She held me tight, her body pressed against mine. I reveled in her pussy around me. I savored this delight as she stared into my eyes. Her hot pussy clamped down around me as I buried to the hilt in her wonderful twat.

“Mmm,” she cooed before she kissed me.

I loved her lips on mine. She clung to me as I pumped away at her. I thrust into her pussy again and again. I wanted to have her climaxing around me. I ached to have her pussy rippling around me. She groaned as I drilled into her. I buried deep into her.

It was wonderful to thrust away at her. I loved the feel of her about me. I savored the intimacy of this moment. It was a rush to plow into her again and again. I savored that hot twat around my dick. She held me tight with that wonderful pussy of hers.

I groaned as I pumped away at her twat. I plowed deep and hard into her snatch. She squeezed her cunt around my cock. She massaged me with that delicious snatch. It was an outstanding rush to bury into her again and again.

She was amazing.

Fantastic.

She held me tight with her wonderful pussy. She massaged me with that delicious snatch. I plowed into her. I fucked her hard and fast, groaning with every plunge into her twat. I wanted to unload all my passion into her.

I wanted to pump every last spurt of my cum into her snatch.

She squeezed her cunt down around me. She held me tight with that wonderful pussy of hers. I plowed into her depths again and again. I loved burying into her cunt. I fucked her with force. I plowed into her with passion.

She shuddered, squeezing her cunt around my cock. She massaged me with that wonderful twat. I buried deep and hard into her. She whimpered, her tongue dancing with mine as the pressure in my nuts grew and grew.

She broke the kiss and nuzzled her lips into my ear. She licked it then moaned, “Zach! I love you, Zach!”

“God, yes,” I groaned, burying into her. “My Susannah!”

“Your wife!” she moaned.

“Mine!” I growled as I pounded her cunt.

I loved fucking her. I loved ramming my cock to the hilt in her pussy. It was a thrill to do that. I fucked her with force, reveling in her pussy gripping my dick. She held me with that wonderful twat. That fantastic pussy.

I pumped away at her. I fucked her hard and fast, driving my dick to the hilt in her cunt again and again. She whimpered and clenched her twat around my cock. I plowed over and over into her snatch, reveling in this heat.

It was so delicious to bury to the hilt in her twat. I loved that hot cunt wrapped around my dick. She massaged me with her passion. It was a thrill to feel her cunt around my dick. I loved that so much. I savored her holding me tight.

“I’m going to burst, Zach!” she moaned.

“Don’t hold back, Susannah! Never hold back!”

“Yes!”

The pressure in my nuts grew and grew with each thrust into her snatch. I loved every plunge into her pussy. She gripped me with that delicious cunt. I slammed to the hilt in her, so ready to feel her pussy going wild around my dick.

She squeezed her cunt around my cock as I plowed to the hilt in her snatch. I buried deep and hard into her twat. She whimpered, her hot flesh gripping my dick. I loved feeling her around me. She had such a hot grip on my cock.

I fucked deep and hard into her twat. I plowed to the hilt in her snatch as she squealed out, “Zach!”

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

“Shit,” I groaned as she suckled at my cock with her hot flesh. I thrust into her, my heavy nuts slapping into her taint. Her juicy snatch massaged the aching crown of my dick. “Susannah!”

I erupted into her pussy.

I shuddered, savoring the ecstasy shooting through me. I groaned with each blast of cum that pumped into her pussy. I filled her to the hilt with my cum. I loved flooding her with all my jizz. She moaned as her cunt rippled around my dick.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as I pumped more and more of my cum into her pussy. “Oh, Zach!”

Her passion echoed through the classroom as her pussy spasmed around me. I groaned with each eruption into her snatch. I filled her tight as she hugged her body to me. She quivered, moaning into my neck as I filled her to the brim with my jizz.

I held her just as tightly. I reveled in having her in my arms. She felt so special to me. I wanted to keep her safe. To protect her from what I had to do. She whimpered as her pussy quivered around my cock. She milked out the last of my cum.

I panted, enjoying this passion. It was a thrill. I savored being with her. In her. Having her around me. Her embrace was sweet. She stroked my back, panting with me. I felt so close. I could just stay here forever.

“I love you,” she breathed.

“Yeah,” I said, feeling a little surprised as I said, “Love you, too.”

I meant. I had been fond of her. Attracted to her, but… She had always just been something to use, and now… She had wormed into my heart. I don’t know how she managed to do that. Was it just all the hormones released in sex?

Was this peer bonding?

Maybe, but… I didn’t care.

Chapter Ten

Sable Newport

I did not like this Charles. Not one bit.

School was out, and I waited out front with the others. I had taken care of that little slut who should know her place. She had made me cum so nicely, but it did little to cleanse my irritation at this Charles. I knew the type. A rich, young man who thought he could stroll through life and everything would work out.

Moira was the first one to show up. She bounced up to me and snuggled right up. I fought my irritation. She wasn’t… horrible. But she was too playful. I had cultivated an ice queen persona. A bitch that no one messed with.

And then she came around, all sunny and bright. She took nothing serious.

I couldn’t believe her twin brother trusted her even if he needed her witchcraft.

“Sup, cutie-pie,” she said, a big smile on her lips.

“Cutie-pie?” I arched an eyebrow at her.

“Yep, I love it. You’re my cutie-pie with a yummy pie.” She leaned in and whispered. “I especially love creampies. Pity we’re not going to your place.”

“Pity,” I agreed. I ached to have Zach fuck me. “What do you think of Charles?”

“The girls like him,” she said. “He got a BJ from Tessa. Her boyfriend has no idea.”

“Don’t you think that’s weird?” I asked. “How much did she know him?”

Moira shrugged. “He’s rich. Girls are materialistic sometimes. Tessa’s probably in love with his wallet.”

“Maybe.” I spotted Zach and Susannah coming. “You’re a witch.”

“And?” She giggled. “Want me to sick my succubus on him? You liked what she did to you last night.”

A wave of heat rushed through me.

“So you didn’t notice anything… weird about him.”

She shook her head.

“Hey,” Susannah said, a big smile on her lips. She stared at me, wanting to add, “Mistress.” At the same time, she was so obviously in love with Zach. The dichotomy between the two aspects of her—traditional wife and lesbian submissive—were so delicious.

“Just waiting on Charles, huh?” Zach said. He had his arm around Susannah’s waist and… Was he a tad more relaxed around her?

There was something different about him.

“There he is,” Moira said. She waved to the guy in his prep school uniform. It was an East Coast one. Expensive. The sort of school that funneled students into Harvard or Yale and then on to high-paying jobs in elite law firms, Wall Street firms, or aides to powerful politicians.

And he was here. Slumming in a public school.

I came here to have more girls to dominate. To rule the school with ease and not deal with more rich bitches like myself. But what was his excuse? Why had he disrupted the track of his life that would lead to real power?

“I’m looking forward to this,” Charles said. Tall. Handsome. He had the same feel as Zach. That same mask of pleasantness over ambition. “Never had friends over to study.”

“Just waiting on our ride,” said Zach.

“The traffic has slowed her down,” I said, my limo working through the queue. “It’s busy today.”

“A limo,” said Charles, surprised. He knew that Zach was poor, but didn’t know anything about me, huh?

“Mine,” I said. “I like to ride in style.”

The limo pulled up and Ms. Denise stepped out in her skimpy chauffeur’s outfit. Her tie dangled down into her cleavage she showed off, her short skirt showing off legs clad in fishnet stockings. She wore stiletto heels.

“Mistress,” she said to me then glanced at Charles.

My driver shuddered. Her expression shifted for a moment. Her emotionless mask slipped. Color blossomed in her cheeks as her tongue moistened her plump, pink lips. Goosebumps rose on her arms as she stared at Charles.

Then she remembered herself and opened the door for us. I glanced at Charles. He wasn’t that handsome. I couldn’t believe that my sex slave had panted after a man in front of me. I knew she was straight, but that wasn’t like her to act like a wet slut for a man in my presence.

“Mistress,” Ms. Denise said, her cheeks so red. She swallowed, knowing she was in trouble.

She opened the door for me. I slipped in, Moira following me in. Zach helped Susannah in and followed her with Charles coming in last. He sat on the other side of Susannah, nodding to me. He looked around.

Yes, he was surprised that there was someone with wealth here. He did not think that it was possible for anyone to be wealthy here. His arrogance offended me even more. Zach didn’t seem to notice. He just chatted with him across Susannah who pipped in from time to time.

I considered this as Ms. Denise drove us to his house up on Crystal Ridge, an expensive neighborhood. There went the theory that his father had lost his fortune and they were slumming it. No, no, he had money and he came to our school for a reason.

I just couldn’t fathom what that would be.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

“It’s just a little place,” Charles said as they drove up the driveway. It was a house almost as big as Sable’s. “It’s not much. And we’re still waiting for the furniture to erupt.”

“Yeah, that’s a small place,” I said, chuckling. “You should see the trailer I live on. It would fit in the driveway.”

Charles laughed. “It’s all relative, I suppose. But it’s a good house. I think I’m going to enjoy living here. There’s a lot of perks.”

“Oh?” Sable asked, her voice cold and brittle. She wasn’t happy.

“Yes, a magnificent view of Mount Rainier.” He chuckled. “I thought I knew mountains. I had no idea. That dominates the sky. It imposes itself. Humbles you, doesn’t it? Living in the shadow of that mountain.”

“It inspires me,” I said. “It stands above the rest of the Cascades. It rises into the air and you can see it all across the Puget Sound.”

Susannah smiled and snuggled up to me.

Ms. Denise opened the door, murmuring, “Mistress.”

Sable stepped out without accepting help. Moira popped out after her. I climbed out next, offering my hand to Susannah. She smiled as she took it. That smile really did light up my day. I loved it. This was such an incredible woman.

Charles led us up to the front door. I was really hoping his mother was the key. If I could get her to divorce his father, that would give her a substantial fortune that she could use to funnel into my future. Sable had money, but more would be needed.

Lots more.

And if not, Charles was a key. A gateway. If he wanted to adopt a poor friend, I’d play that role if it meant I could rise in my social standing. If I could move among the very people I planned on destroying, I study them. Use their resources. Undermine them.

The elite of the world had to be broken.

The people had to be freed. There was no reason that the masses had to be lied to constantly. To be deceived by politicians and the media. To not know the truth because they were considered too dumb to make decisions.

We thought we had thrown off the aristocracy. They just morphed into new positions. They found new ways to manipulate us. And it was getting worse with big tech. Speech was flowing through the platforms of massive companies that did not care about us.

Charles opened the door and held it up to us. I nodded to him as I stepped inside and found a large living room before a set of stairs leading up to the second floor. It was full of furniture. It looked brand new and all matched. It was a subtle hue of blue that almost verged on gray and looked good.

“Never mind, my mom’s been busy shopping,” Charles said. “So, we can study in here. No sitting on the floor. That’s nice.”

“It is,” said Susannah. “Oh, you have a very wonderful house. Thanks for having us!”

He grinned and nodded to her, clearly pleased by the compliment.

As we settled in, footsteps came down the stairs. “Charles, honey, is that you? Back from school?”
“With some friends,” Charles said as a gorgeous, blonde woman entered the room. She was the very definition of a trophy wife.

I couldn’t believe she was Charles’s mother. She looked too young in the chic dress she wore. It was sleeveless and tied behind her neck. She wasn’t wearing a bra with how much of her back it showed off. It fit tight in the waist and flared like a bell, the pleated skirts falling to her knees. She had a diamond amulet dangling in her cleavage and various rings and bracelets.

“Oh, that’s so wonderful,” his mother said as she walked over to us. “Look at you all studying hard. That’s wonderful. Do you want any snacks? I have these wonderful Spanish chocolates. They are just to die for. Some bottled water? I have plain and flavored.”

“Water’s fine, ma’am,” I said. “No flavors.”

“Cherry if you have it,” my sister said.

“Just water for me,” Sable said.

“Um, whatever flavor you think is good, Mrs. Swartzenburg,” my girlfriend said.

“Such polite friends.” The trophy wife smiled.

I hid mine as Nisha advanced on the woman. As she bustled off to the kitchen, Nisha stepped into her to merge—

No, she tried to step into the woman only for there to be a crackle of black energy. Nisha stumbled back. Pain burned across my scalp. I rubbed at it, wincing at the sudden agony. What the fuck was that? Why did Nisha bounce off?

“Okay?” Charles asked.

“Just… a headache,” I told him. “Been a long day.”

“And he doesn’t get enough sleep,” Moira added. “Just studies and works. He doesn’t know how to relax.”

“He’s working hard to build a future for us,” Susannah said. “I like that he works hard. That’s what a man should do.”

“Hey, Mom, do we have any aspirin?” asked Charles.

“I think so in the bathroom,” she said as she came bustling out. “Does someone need one?”

“I’m fine,” I said, waving my hand. “It’s going away. Probably just dehydrated. This will be fine.”

She handed out the drinks. She kissed her son on the cheek as she handed him a watermelon-flavored water, her breasts rubbing on him. She broke away from him and looked around at us like she wanted to make us all comfortable.

“She’s bound to him by rituals,” said Nisha softly like she could be overheard. She settled down on my other side from Susannah. “They’re lovers, too, but she is not the one. Her marriage is more than fraud, but it would take power to separate them.”

What did that mean? I couldn’t say anything before Charles. I couldn’t even let him know I had learned something about him. He was into magic. He was rich. Very rich. Was his family one that sacrificed to the demons?

Had one of my future enemies walked into his life?

That was a hell of a coincidence. I discarded it as chance. Charles had come to my school and sought me out. He had befriended me for a reason. This wasn’t a rich kid slumming it for a year. Had I already been noticed?

Shit, I was barely getting started.

“Well, let’s study,” I said, cracking open my math textbook. I had to keep up appearances and be friendly with Charles. I needed to learn what his game was. I had to stay close to him.

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Moira Black

That was such a boring two hours. Studying with no hanky-panky was just the absolute worst. It was like school when I shouldn’t be at school. I couldn’t even work any magic. Not with Bonney Prince Charles around us.

I had to keep that stuff a secret.

Charles escorted us to the door. “It was really great studying with you guys.”

“You’re part of the gang,” my brother said, thrusting out his hand. “Glad to have you join us every time! When you can, of course.”

Charles grinned from ear to ear, so glad to have made another stuffy, uptight friend. “Sure.”

They shook hands, both clasping firm. They smiled at each other, nodding, though they felt like they were two bulls staring each other off as they dueled over a heifer. As if they were waiting to see who would make the first move.

Weird.

They released each other’s hands and were all smiles. Zach waved to the MILF. Was that hot trophy wife the one? I so hoped so. I wanted to have her eat my pussy. I wanted to watch Sable spank that blonde beauty’s perfect ass.

We headed to the waiting limousine. Ms. Denise was out front, staring past us at Charles. Zach turned and waved goodbye one more time as I dived into the limousine. Sable followed, her expression freezing into cold fury.

I got it. That was such a boring two hours. And Zach wanted to keep hanging out with him? Ugh. Kill me now.

“Sure is nice to make new friends,” I said as sarcastically as possible.

“Yeah,” Zach said as he slid in. he grinned from ear to ear. He was happy about it. He looked thrilled that he had a new friend.

Fuck, I didn’t want to hang out with Charles ever again.

The door closed and Ms. Denise walked around the car. She hopped into the driver’s seat. A moment later, the vehicle drove off. Zach kept up his foolish grin, his arm around Susannah. She snuggled up against him. I arched an eyebrow at Zach. Why wasn’t he telling us anything?

He gave me a subtle shake of his head. A… warning?

I leaned back into the seat, my brow furrowing. What had happened? I stared at him as the limo drove down the driveway and turned onto the street. Still, he didn’t say anything. He just kept smiling and nodding.

“That was fun, wasn’t it?” he asked Susannah.

“It was,” she said, snuggling up against him.

“Good, good.” My brother stretched. “We’re going to be seeing a lot more of him. That’s a good thing. I can’t wait until…” He looked outside. “Okay, we should be far enough away.” The smile faded away. “His mother was chained to him with dark magic. Nisha couldn’t touch her and investigate her.”

“What?” I gasped and crossed the space between us. I straddled my brother, my pussy so wet. A dark wizard. Or was his mother a witch? “That’s so dangerous.”

“And that makes you horny?” Zach asked. My twin brother arched his eyebrow as I pulled out his cum.

“Clearly, I’m going to have to do some magic, so I need your jizz to power things up.” I winked at Susannah who looked stunned. “Right, cutie.”

“Yeah,” she said as I pulled out my brother’s dick. I pressed him against my pussy before I plunge down him. “I suppose that makes sense.”

“Fuck,” groaned Zach as he felt my cunt around his dick.

“I told you there’s something off on it,” Sable said. “My driver was making cow-eyes at him.”

“I’ll get my succubus to bind her and your other servants to you,” I moaned as I worked my cunt up and down his dick. “And your mother. I’ll just have to come over with you which means… I need a load of cum.”

“You’ll get it,” my brother groaned.

I squeezed my twat around him, loving Susannah and Sable watching as I plunged my cunt down Zach’s cock. I gripped him, worshiping my twin brother’s dick. His hands gripped my ass. I was so glad I didn’t wear panties. He kneaded my rump and lifted me.

He fucked me up and down his cock. It was such a thrill to have all that pleasure surging through me. I savored that hot dick plunging into me. I squeezed about him, massaging him with my pussy. I was born for him. This was just so perfect.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, rising toward my orgasm as I slammed down his cunt. Then I rose back up him. I reveled in this so much. It was so fantastic to have all this pleasure sweeping through me. I would have such a mighty climax.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Moira!”

“Mmm, cum in your sister’s pussy, honey,” Susannah said.

“Yes, yes, flood me!” I moaned, my pussy melting around his dick. I was coming closer and closer to bursting. Closer and closer to climaxing on him. “I need all my big brother’s jizz!”

I rode him faster and faster, my clit grinding into his pubic bone. Sparks flared. The pleasure zapped through me. It was fantastic. I loved this so much. I enjoyed every last second of this ecstasy building and building in me. I would have such a mighty climax on him.

He would shower me in all that jizz.

I plunged down my brother’s cock and gasped. My pussy went wild. I shuddered, my twat suckling at his dick. The pleasure swept through me as I quivered on him. Ecstasy burned across my mind. I shuddered as the waves of taboo delight swept through me.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his cock throbbing in me. “Moira!”

He erupted in me.

I kissed my twin brother as his cum flooded my pussy. My twat writhed around him as I held him tightly. He was mine. My brother. We would always be together like we were in the womb. I shuddered on him, my cunt writhing around his dick as he pumped more and more of his seed into me.

The limousine slowed as he filled me up. I groaned, the waves of delight drowning my mind as more and more of his cum flooded me. It was so fantastic to have all that jizz flooding my body. My cunt rippled and writhed around him. I loved every last second of it.

He filled me to the brim with all that cum. I was so happy to have it all in me. The limo stopped as I kissed him with passion. He groaned as I milked out all the jizz in his balls. My twin brother erupted one more time.

The door opened. “Miss Susannah.”

Zach broke the kiss and turned to Susannah. She had a worried look on her face. He cupped her chin and said, “Don’t worry, the angel has bound you to me. You’re safe from him and the demon he worships.”

“Okay,” she said. She took a deep breath. “I love you.”

He stroked her cheekbone to her lips. She kissed his finger then climbed out of the car. I felt bad for her. She could never have my brother’s heart like I did.

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Charles Swartzenburg II

For the last hour, I had sat in the Lexus my mom had leased today. I stared at Susannah’s house. I wanted her so badly. I ached for her. Part of me wanted to break into her house and fuck her tonight, but…

She was bound to Zach.

However… The front door opened and her parents came out. The mother was beautiful. Susannah matured. The same blonde hair. Short and curvy like her daughter. Matured and married. She clung to her husband, looking happy.

She wasn’t bound to Zach. I could fuck her. She wouldn’t be able to resist me. It would be as close to fucking Susannah as I could get right now. I put the car in drive. My mother glanced at me, a worried look on her face.

“This is risky,” she said.

“I have to get Susannah out of my head.” I grinned at her. “Don’t worry, you’re still my favorite blonde, Mom, but…”

I had to fuck the mother.

I put the car into drive and followed after.

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