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Chapter Nine

Susannah Augustine

I sat on the couch, reading from the bible, when the door opened and Mother returned from her mission. I closed the book and rose, wearing a pink bra and panties. Dad—well, he was my step-father in reality—was upstairs staying out of our way.

There were so many new revelations. My mother was not the saintly woman I thought she was. She was a loose woman who cuckolded her husband every chance she got. Now she served Zach, my husband and my half-brother. That made our connection even deeper. Heaven had arranged things to be perfect for him to change the world.

Mother’s blonde hair fell around her face. She wore a conservative dress that belied her true nature. You would never think she was a new Jezebel from how she looked. She saw me and quivered in place, her cheeks flushed.

“You have Charles’s seed?” I asked.

“Yes, Mistress,” Mother said, bowing her head. She understood her place when we were alone. I was Zach’s wife. She was his concubine. His whore. “I have Charles’s cum in my pussy and asshole.”

“Collect it,” I said. “The vials are waiting in the downstairs bathroom. Return so that I may punish you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Mother moaned.

She had “allowed” Charles to seduce her. The boy thought whatever dark magics made women fawn over him had worked on my mother. She had played the role of the harlot well. She had walked into his home and done such unspeakable things with him.

Yes, she did it on Zach’s orders, but she still had let another man touch her. I could not let that stand. She needed to be punished. It was exciting dominating her like Sable dominated me. A wicked thrill to switch between these extremes of lesbian passion.

All part of my role as Zach’s wife and what the angels intended of me. I was just following the Lord’s will by acting this way. It was my reward to derive such pleasure from it. The Lord was always generous to those who obeyed Him.

Mother emerged in a few minutes naked. Her breasts, as big as my own, swayed back and forth. She was a curvy woman. A more mature version of myself. My cunt clenched at the sight of her boobs bouncing and swaying. Incest was a sin unless the Lord said otherwise.

I was so lucky all the delights I was permitted to enjoy by being Zach’s wife and one of his four women. I quivered as Mother set the vials down then glanced at Daddy’s belt sitting on the couch. With a shiver, she knelt without being commanded.

“I need to be punished,” she moaned. “I came and came with Charles. He gave me pleasure. I was too much of a whore to fake it.”

“Yes, you are,” I purred. “That is why Zach needs you, but it’s not your place to cum and cum on another man’s cock even if he ordered you to fuck him.”

“No, Mistress,” Mom moaned, wiggling her rump back and forth.

She was such a sexy thing. My pussy soaked my panties as I picked up the belt. It was thick and made of leather. The scent of it filled my nose. That masculine scent of strength and domination. It reminded me so much of Zach.

He couldn’t be here, so I had to discipline my mother for him. I had to make sure she was spanked hard. She needed to be disciplined for how she acted. A hot shiver ran through me. I licked my lips, my heart on fire.

I wiggled my hips back and forth as I drew back my arm. I held the belt by the buckle—I didn’t want to permanently injure her and scar that plump ass—and swung. The belt hissed through the air and struck her across both butt-cheeks.

CRACK!

The sound sent a hot shiver racing through my body. My pussy clenched at this moment. A wave of heat surged through me. I loved this so much. I groaned, my pussy on fire right now. This was so delicious to spank her. I wanted to make her ass glow.

A bright, red welt blossomed across Mother’s rump. She groaned with pain and delight. Her shaved cunt dripped with her excitement. This turned her on. I licked my lips, wanting to touch my own pussy, but I resisted.

I drew back the whip and swung.

CRACK!

“Oh, yes!” Mother moaned, her back arching as her welted asscheeks clenched. “That’s what I need. I’m such a bad, bad mommy and concubine! Spank me, Mistress!”

CRACK!

She howled in pain. Tears sprang up in her blue eyes. Her blonde hair danced as another wave of heat rushed through me. Three red lines striped her rump, crisscrossing each other. She shuddered, pussy cream running down her snatch.

“Oh, I love that you’re my mistress,” whimpered Mother. “My sexy daughter has to keep me in line!”

“When Zach is not here, that’s my job,” I said, relishing it. I swung the belt again.

CRACK!

“I will make sure you’re punished, Mother!” I said, my voice so throaty with my lust.

“Yes, yes, yes! You’re such a good and loving daughter. Oh, yes, yes, whip me! I enjoyed that disgusting worm’s dick too much!”

CRACK!

“I’m such a dirty whore, Mistress!”

CRACK!

“Filthy!”

“Yes!” I moaned, my pussy soaking my panties. “Oh, Mother, you were so naughty tonight. Do you know how wet that makes me? How exciting it is to punish you?”

“Yes, Mistress,” she moaned, wiggling that ass at me. Tears ran down her cheeks. “As wet as it makes me!”

The tart scent of her pussy filled my nose. I breathed it in and groaned in delight.

CRACK!

“So wet,” I moaned, throwing the belt down. “Eat me out! Make your daughter cum, you dirty, naughty mommy!”

“Yes, Mistress,” she moaned, turning around. I loved the tear stains. Her mascara had run, leaving black streaks. She slid her hands up my thighs and reached the waistband of my panties. “Mmm, I’ll make you explode. My little girl deserves that for being such a loving and supportive wife to my Master. I love him, Mistress. I do.”

“I know,” I said. “But you’re a whore, so you couldn’t help being naughty.”

Real pain flicked across her face. “I hated being touched by Charles and loved it. He excited me, and that made me feel so dirty. But I feel so much cleaner now.”

“Let my pussy juices drown you and wash away your sins,” I moaned as she pulled down my panties.

Gratitude shown in Mother’s eyes. “Thank you.”

I smiled at her as she rolled my underwear off my hips and down my thighs. I was glad to help restore her happiness. She had done this foul act for Zach. To help him and deal with his enemy who had come here to attack him.

I stepped out of my panties and grabbed the back of Mother’s hair. I gripped her blonde tresses, nearly the same hue as my own, and pulled her into my furred muff. She nuzzled into my cunt and licked at me.

I shuddered as she tongued my cunt. She flicked her tongue over my folds. It felt so naughty having her doing that. My eyes squeezed shut as she licked at me with passion. She tongued me with all that she had.

I squirmed there from side to side, wanting her to just thrust her tongue deep into me. I ached for her to swirl around in me and make me burst. That would be perfect. She licked at my petals, though. Teasing me.

The sweet aroma of my pussy filled my nose as Mother feasted on me.

I groaned, my face twisting with delight as her tongue plunged into me. She danced it around in my cunt. I loved how she licked at me. How she swirled around in me. It was an incredible rush to have this bliss rushing through me.

“Oh, Mother,” I moaned, loving her tongue in me. “That’s it. That’s how you have to eat me out. You need to devour me.”

She wicked at me and flicked her tongue through my folds. I pulled off my bra, freeing my big boobs. They jiggled as she swirled her tongue around in me and drove me wild. I groaned, enjoying every last second of her licking.

Her lapping.

She stirred me up with that wicked tongue of hers. I loved how she did it. This was just such a perfect moment. I enjoyed every last second of her swirling around in me. I quivered, my pussy clenching down on her swirling tongue.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, Lord, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

She danced her tongue around in me and drove me wild. This was an incredible moment to enjoy. It was an outstanding rush to have her flicking her tongue in me. I shuddered at the joy of this moment. This bliss of it.

She grabbed my rump, pulling my furred muff tight against her mouth. She thrust her tongue into me and really swirled it around in me. She drove me wild with her tongue, swelling my orgasm. I would drown her in my pussy juices.

Wash away the naughty deeds she did. I would redeem her with my cunt cream.

My eyes rolled back in my head as she danced her tongue around in my snatch. It was a fantastic thrill. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. She knew what she was doing. Her fingers dug into my rump.

Then they dipped into my butt-crack.

“You dirty mommy!” I moaned as she slid down and down to my butt-crack and found my asshole. She stroked my puckered backdoor.

“Mmm,” she purred. “I am so dirty!”

She thrust her fingers against my asshole as her tongue slid up to my clit. She stroked around my bud and sent such a naughty shiver through me. My anal ring widened and widened, swallowing her digits. They slid into my backdoor.

I groaned in delight as she worked her digits deeper and deeper into my asshole. She wiggled them about in me. It was a hot moment to feel her wiggling them about in me. I shuddered as she did that. Then she thrust them in and out of me.

I groaned as she churned me up. She plunged her digits into my asshole with such force. I quivered in delight as she worked them in and out of me. She drove me wild with her hot plunges. It was an incredible thrill.

“Mommy!” I whimpered as she suckled on my clit and fingered my asshole. “You’re so naughty… I… I… Yes!”

I burst with rapture.

My pussy convulsed. I bathed her mouth with my juices as I bucked through the rapture. It was an incredible rush to have all this bliss sweeping through me. Stars flashed across my eyes. Waves of delight drowned my mind.

While I drowned my mother with my pussy’s passion. I anointed her in cunt cream and washed away her naughty sins. She whimpered as I did that. She tongued my twat with hunger. She licked and lapped at me with such passion. I loved what she did as I shuddered through my rapture.

“Mommy!” I moaned. “You naughty Mommy!”

My asshole spasmed around her fingers as I quivered through all this bliss. It was so exciting. I hit the peak of my orgasm as she lapped up more of my cream. She purred in delight into my pussy and rubbed her face back and forth into my snatch.

She pulled her mouth away and groaned, “Mistress, thank you.”

“Oh, we’re not done,” I said. “Kneel on the ground like a bitch. I have to fuck you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” gasped Mother.

She turned around and knelt, pointing that welted ass at me. I smiled and headed to my backpack. I opened it up. Nestled amid my schoolbooks was a purple strap-on dildo that I had borrowed from Mistress Sable.

I shuddered as I picked it up. I turned to Mother and stepped into it. She quivered there, face down and ass up. She was such a slut, wasn’t she? I quivered in delight as I advanced on her, my cunt dripping with my excitement.

I worked the vinyl harness up my thighs and positioned the toy to press right on my clit. I shuddered as the bud throbbed. I nuzzled it right against the base and smiled. I would fuck her so hard. Mother deserved that.

I dropped down behind her and pressed the purple dildo into her shaved pussy.

“Yes,” she moaned as I thrust it into her.

I slid it deep into her cunt, loving the feel of the base on my clit. Sparks flared from that naughty bud. I shuddered in delight at that. A wave of heat rushed through me as I stroked her sides. I let the toy soak in her.

I pulled it out of her and slid it up her taint to her asshole. She moaned in delight. She knew what was coming next. I drilled the pussy-soaked dildo against her anal ring. My whorish mother’s backdoor opened to swallow the toy while my clit drank in the pressure.

The dildo sank into her bowels. I loved the feel of the dildo rubbing on my bud and pussy lips as I pushed more and more of the shaft into her asshole. I gripped her hips, holding her tight as she moaned into the floor. I pressed my blonde bush into her welted ass.

I drew back my cock, savoring the sight of it emerging from her asshole. This was so exciting. No wonder Mistress Sable like to fuck with a strap-on. And, of course, Zach enjoyed using his big dick, didn’t he?

“Oh, Mistress,” my mother moaned as I thrust back into her bowels. My crotch smacked into her rump. “Yes, yes, I was such a bad mommy!”

“Yes, you were,” I purred and drew back the dildo again.

I fucked her hard. I pumped my hips, slamming the dildo into her bowels over and over again. My clit throbbed, drinking in the delight. My mother groaned like a whore. She rubbed her face into the carpet as I fucked her with passion.

I pounded her with all that I had. I loved doing this. It was so hot burying to the hilt in her bowels. It was just fantastic to pound her. I loved the way she gasped and moaned. How she squirmed. I slid my hands down her sides and found her big tits.

I gripped them as I fucked her. My boobs bounced as I pounded her hard and fast. She whimpered as I groaned. I loved this. I kneaded her tits while the pleasure swelled in me. I rose toward an amazing orgasm. I would cum so hard.

“Yes, yes, that’s it, you naughty Mommy!” I gasped.

“I am,” she moaned, wiggling her hips. “Ooh, ooh, that’s it. You’re such a wonderful Mistress! Fuck your wicked and sinful mommy so hard, Mistress!”

I pounded her, loving making my mother gasp and moan. She moaned. Her pussy juices must be dripping down her thighs. I loved the feel of my own cream soaking through my bush and running down my thighs. That was just so hot.

I wanted to make her explode. M own orgasm built and built with each thrust into her anal sheath. I pounded her harder and harder, squeezing her big boobs. My tits bounced before me as I pounded my naughty mommy in the ass.

“Daddy’s just upstairs, but you won’t touch him, will you, Mommy?” I cooed.

“Only if Master orders me, too,” she moaned. “He’s the only man I want! I need!”

“That’s right!” I slammed deep and hard into her asshole. I buried to the hilt in her bowels. It was an incredible rush to fuck her like that. “Zach owns you! My husband owns you! That’s what the Lord wants! He’ll use your sinful, whorish ways for good!”

“Yes, Mistress!” she moaned. “He will!”

I grinned, loving this so much. I slammed to the hilt in her asshole again and again. I plowed to the hilt in her, my clit bursting with sparks. I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in her. That would be just so hot.

I wanted to climax so badly. I wanted to just burst with all this passion. I couldn’t wait for it to sweep through me. I squeezed her big boobs as I pounded her harder and harder. I hurtled toward that moment of climax.

“Cum, you dirty, dirty mommy!” I moaned. “Cum from my dildo fucking your whore-ass!”

“Yes, Mistress!” she gasped. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. Keep thrusting into me. I love it so much!”

“Good,” I purred. “Take it! Take my dildo, Mommy!”

My cunt clenched at those words. They were so hot to say. I loved them as I buried to the hilt in her asshole. She trembled there then squealed in delight as she came. Her body quivered as I plowed to the hilt in her asshole.

“You dirty whore!” I moaned as I drew back the dildo, so close to cumming, too. I was just so close to bursting. I buried into her. “I have a slutty mommy!”

I burst with rapture.

My pussy convulsed.

Hot cream spilled down my thighs as I trembled through the rapture. The pleasure washed over my mind as the ecstasy swept through my body. I felt so amazing right now. It was just fantastic to enjoy this delight. It swept through me. I groaned, savoring every last bit of bliss that washed through me.

I groaned as I quivered through all this ecstasy. It was a wonderful treat to have all this bliss soaking through my body. I loved it so much. A big smile spread on my lips as my eyes rolled back in my head. I felt fantastic.

“Yes,” I whimpered.

I squeezed Mother’s breasts as my orgasm peaked in me. I trembled there, so glad I had ass-fucked her with the dildo. That was so wild. I was glad I could do these things. That was okay for me to do them. A big smile spread on my lips.

“You liked that, didn’t you, whore,” I purred.

“I loved it, Mistress.” She lifted her head and glanced over her shoulder. “There is something you should know. Something disturbing.”

“And that is…?”

“Charles… He asked me if I would be willing to kill for him.”

I gasped and ripped the dildo out of her asshole. “What?”

“I think he wants me to kill Master. He was just feeling me out, and I played along, of course, but I think he truly has a plan to use me to kill Zach.”

I darted to my phone. I had to text Zach right now. He had to know about this. I typed frantically on the phone, my heart racing.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I lay on my bed waiting for my mother to bring in chicken noodle soup. She thought I was sick. Really, I had my thought form Nisha trying to convince me to fuck my mother. I had resisted, but… No, no, I had to. I wouldn’t do that to my mother.

My phone beeped.

I grabbed it and saw a text from Susannah. I had ordered Mrs. Augustine to allow Charles to scoop her up. After hearing about her parents being followed, I suspected Charles was up to something so when he hit on her and she pretended to be attracted to him, I had her act.

Charles made every woman want him. I wanted to exploit that, and Moira said it would be useful to have his cum. We could use it against him. So it would kill two birds with one stone. So I hoped things went well.

“Mother is back from Charles. She obtained his seed, but he also asked her to kill you.”

I blinked. A second text appeared.

“Okay, he just asked her if she would kill for him, but you have to be who he wants.”

My stomach sank.

“When Mrs. Augustine doesn’t prove that useful to kill you, Charles will turn to your mother next.”

I shot her a hard look.

“You know he will. He wants you dead, and if his power to drive women mad with lust is strong enough to for him to think a woman would kill for you, he will exploit it. That’s why he’s here.”

“How does he even know about me?” I muttered, my stomach sinking.

“It doesn’t matter. He serves Molech. Perhaps the dark god sensed your threat and is moving against you already.”

“Too soon.” I closed my eyes.

“You have to seize your mother to protect her. It’s—”

“There is always another way!”

She sighed. “You created me to guide you. Let me guide you.”

I opened my mouth when a knock came on the door. My mom came in with a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup on a tray. There were some saltine crackers on the side. She smiled at me and brought it to me.

“I hope you feel better, honey,” she said, a big smile on her lips.

My mother was too pure of heart to be entangled in my affairs. It was bad enough I risked destroying Susannah’s innocence. I wouldn’t do that to my mother.

Chapter Ten

Moira Black

I drew a large magic circle in the cleared-out space in one of Sable’s sitting rooms. Well, her parents’ sitting room. I had Cosette assisting me. The naughty maid with the honey-brown hair held one end of the string compass so I could draw a perfect circle with the thick magic marker.

It squealed over the stone tiles.

“Is that going to come up?” Sable asked.

“No idea,” I said as I moved around it. “But we need it if we’re going to wipe all those memories. My big brother’s desires are more important than your house.”

“True,” Sable said. She tapped her foot. She wore her dominatrix garb. A black bustier with round boobs and a frill of black lace around the hem that didn’t come close to covering her ass and pussy. Knee-high boots added to the look along with red hair pulled back into a severe ponytail. “Well, Cosette, once she’s done, you’ll clean it up or else.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Cosette said.

“Sorry,” I said. “If you get spanked or whipped or whatever.”

Cosette smiled for a moment. “It is okay, Mistress Moira. If my owner feels displeased, then she must discipline.”

“Pain slut,” I said in a teasing tone.

She wore her smile for a second more before she returned to her cool, professional look. I fought against giggles as I kept moving around her and finished drawing the circle. It lined up, so that was a good thing.

Then I moved north of it and drew a wavy line that went around one side of the circle before continuing on. Then I drew another wave line, following the first but parallel. Only, I drew it around the south side of the circle instead of the north. I added a few swishy lines to represent waves.

“And what is that?” asked Sable. “It’s like you drew a river flowing around the circle.”

“Yep. It’s the River Lethe. This is sympathetic magic. We are representing it, but we need more than drawing a few cute waves.” I glanced at my “girlfriend” and purred, “We have to get the river wet.”

“You mean, you want to soak it with pussy juices.” Sable rolled her eyes.

“Yep, that’s what I mean. I need your help and Cosette’s.” The maid straightened. “And we’ll need your mother’s help, Mrs. Haverstone, and Ms. Denise. All of us need to masturbate and squirt.”

Mrs. Haverstone moved out of the shadows. She was the other maid, a mature woman with a wedding ring on her finger. Sable had dominated all the servants who worked for her family, turning them into her lesbian sex slaves.

“Shall I summon your mother and Ms. Denise, Mistress?” Mrs. Haverstone said. She spoke with the prim and proper cadence of a senior servant who had long worked for a noble family in England. She stood in her own sexy French maid’s uniform, cut low to show off her large tits. She wore white stockings like Cosette and nothing underneath her short, frilly skirt.

“Yes, yes,” Sable said. “We shall all masturbate.”

I grinned. “That’s right.”

Mrs. Haverstone moved out of the room. Ms. Denise showed up first, the chauffeur hiking her black skirt, her expression smooth and professional. Sunshine Newport, Sable’s mother, came in a moment later in a short teddy that swayed around her waist, her big boobs jiggling beneath.

“What are we doing, Mistress?” she asked her daughter.

“Masturbating and squirting on the floor,” said Sable. “Cosette, fetch enough egg vibrators or clit rockets for all of us.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Cosette scurried off, her skirt flouncing. It was tantalizing as it almost flashed her butt-cheeks. Almost.

She came back with a tray of small vibrators. I grabbed a silver bullet vibrator off it. I turned it on and smiled. Sable grabbed an egg vibrator. So did Mrs. Haverstone and Ms. Denise. Mrs. Newport took a clit rocket as did Cosette.

I positioned them all so they would soak different parts of the river. I knelt on the west side of the circle with Sable on the right. She rolled her eyes before pressing her egg vibrator into her pussy. She groaned as she massaged her snatch.

I grinned and pushed the clit rocket against my right nipple.

I squealed in delight. “Love that!”

I rubbed it around my nipple and areola, my pregnant pussy clenching. I loved how this felt. I was having so much fun working it around in a circle. I wanted to push this on my clit. Instead, I rubbed it on my other nipple.

Sable closed her eyes, her boobs quivering. They were round handfuls. Mine were just little mounds, but I was preggers, so that would probably change. I massaged my blood with this naughty toy, enjoying the feel.

“Yes,” Cosette moaned behind me.

“Mmm,” groaned Mrs. Haverstone as she knelt behind Sable.

“Just open yourself up to your feminine passions and soak the floor with your juices,” I said and shot the clit rocket down between my thighs.

I pushed it right against my pierced clit. It clattered against my ring. I loved that sound and gasped in delight from the bliss. The pleasure buzzed about my naughty bud. It was so hot to do that. I quivered in excitement as I worked the clit rocket in slow circles around my bud.

I savored it so much.

It was just exciting to stroke the bullet vibrator up and down my slit. To tease me like that. It made such a hot sound every time it brushed my gold piercing. Pleasure hummed through the jewelry and massaged my bud from the inside.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I whimpered.

I was having just a hot time here. I couldn’t wait to burst with delight. I wanted to just explode with this passion. It would be incredible to climax like this. I pushed the clit rocket against my bud for a few seconds then slid it down my slit.

My pussy lips loved the buzzing, too. I shuddered, my face contorting with all the delicious sensations rushing through me. I brought it back to my clit, the metallic rattling feeling the air. My cunt clenched with this wonderful delight.

I slid the vibrator up to my bud and rubbed it in slow circles. “Oh, fuck, yes!”

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” Mrs. Newport groaned.

“Work yourselves to such big orgasms,” I moaned. “Really massage your clits.”

“You will all squirt, or I will be displeased,” Sable said.

“Yes, Mistress,” her two maids, her driver, and her mother all moaned in unison.

I grinned at that. “So well trained.”

Sable grinned at me. She looked so pleased that she could order these women to squirt on command. I loved that, too. I rubbed my clit in fast circles. I wanted that pleasure to burst through me. It would be just perfect.

The buzzing sent such bliss shooting from my pierced clit. I loved every last second of that. It was just so wild. My pussy clenched as my orgasm built and built in me. I loved that growing passion. I would have such a huge climax.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned.

The room filled with our feminine pants. Our gasps and moans. I couldn’t wait for the rapture to surge through me. I loved every last second of this passion. It was just so good. I would have a huge climax.

I ached for that so much. I yearned for it. I would just burst with rapture. I wanted to explode with passion. I pressed the clit vibrator tight against my pierced bud. My body shook with delight. My toes curled. I pinched my right nipple. Twisted it.

Pleasure shot down to my pussy. It added to the rapture about to burst through me. I would have a huge climax. I wanted to just explode. I was so eager for it. Just so ready for that pleasure to burst through me. I wiggled my hips from side to side.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimpered. “That’s so good. Ooh, ooh, I’m going to cum.”

“Yes, so am I, Mistress,” Mrs. Haverstone moaned.

“Cum, you fucking sluts!” Sable hissed. “You fucking better squirt.”

“Mistress!” Cosette squealed behind me.

Juices splashed on the floor.

“I’m squirting!”

“Yes!” Ms. Denise gasped from even father behind me.

“I’m so close, Mistress,” Mrs. Newport whimpered from where she knelt behind Mrs. Haverstone.

I pressed the bullet vibrator hard against my clit. The toy buzzed against my piercing as the pleasure swept through me. I loved this so much. It was just such a hot time feeling it humming against me. My cunt clenched.

“Yes!” I squealed and burst in delight.

My cunt spasmed. Juices gushed out and splashed on the floor. I bucked through the rapture, my twat squirting again and again. The powerful contractions sent ecstasy sweeping through my body. I whimpered in delight, my hair dancing.

“Fuck!” Sable moaned as she joined me.

More juices splashed on the floor as Mrs. Haverstone moaned. Mrs. Newport. Denise gasped out in delight. We were all soaking our part of the “river.” Stars flashed across my vision as the ecstasy washed over my mind.

I reveled in every second of my orgasm. I loved every last moment of this bliss sweeping through me. It was outstanding to enjoy. Just a fantastic delight to have rushing through me. I savored it drowning my mind.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, that’s so good!”

I quivered and hit the peak of my orgasm. I trembled and crawled forward into the circle, throwing the bullet vibrator to the side. I knelt on my little island in the River Lethe and glanced around. The women were all panting. Whimpering.

“Okay, time for me to get to work,” I said. “So clear off. No one on the river or the circle.”

Sable nodded and rose. She glanced down at the floor. At the puddles of pussy juices. I grinned at her as she stalked by. Then I glanced down at the circle. I prostrated myself and closed my eyes, picturing the goddess I wanted to contact.

Hecate.

I drew in a deep breath, feeling the new life that had just kindled in my womb. A transgressive life. Incestuous. My brother and I had crossed that forbidden line. We were twins. It was the most taboo blending of bloodlines.

And that meant power.

It wouldn’t hurt my baby, but I would use that connection as I prayed, “Hecate, Dark Goddess of Witchcraft, Mistress of Magic, I humbly request an audience with you. There is magic that is beyond my ability to cast. I beseech you, please, to hear my request. I must alter the memory of hundreds of mortals to conceal the crimes of my brother’s lover. I beg of your aid for this is an art beyond my strength to create.”

I shuddered as the circle glowed. The River Lethe was important for this because I would need its symbolic power to work the magic. If Goddess Hecate would grant my request. There would be a price. I wonder what it would be.

The light glowed brighter than a darkness fell on me. I looked up to see feet before me. Pale. A woman stood over me. I glanced up to see Hecate wreathed in green shadows. She stared down at me, her lips lush and full. She was delicious to see.

“What do you offer in sacrifice?” she asked.

“What do you want?”

Hecate smiled.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Tuesday morning, I left behind the trailer, making sure the cheap, aluminum door was locked. I headed to Ms. Denise waiting by the limo. She opened the door for me. I hardly noticed as I pondered how to use Mrs. Augustine against Charles.

The fact he believed he owned her was a powerful weapon.

“Oh, that’s it,” moaned Sable. I found Susannah kneeling before the dominating redhead. “You naughty slave. Tongue my cunt. Yes, yes, get that tongue in me.”

I watched the woman I loved eating pussy. Sharing her with Sable was part of the price. And it was an exciting price. I knew if I ordered Susannah to suck my dick, she would abandon her mistress in a heartbeat. I had power over Sable.

She glanced at me, smiling as she enjoyed Susannah’s licking. Moira sat beside them, a wicked grin on my twin sister’s lips. Ms. Denise climbed back into the limo and started the vehicle up. She drove through the trailer park, following the horseshoe-shaped lane to head back out.

“Oh, you dirty whore!” moaned Sable. “Lick my asshole. Oh, that’s it. You’re such a slut, Susannah!”

“Yes Mistress,” moaned my girlfriend, her rump quivering in her conservative dress. “Oh, Zach, Charles texted this mom right before I left. He wants her to come to our college and fuck him in the bathroom wearing my clothes. Apparently, he wants to own me and… and rape me in front of you.”

“He won’t ever get to do that,” Sable hissed. “Only one man gets to enjoy my slave. Only Zach! I’ll rip off Charles’s cock before I let him touch you.”

“Mistress,” she squealed in delight as I nodded to Sable. I believed her. She would keep my Susannah safe.

“The cum?” I asked.

“I have it,” Moira said, patting her purse. “And it will be very useful for the spell I’m casting.”

I frowned. “What spell?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Sable moaned as Moira crawled over to me. She straddled me. My twin sister rubbed her snatch down on me. She ground on my hard cock, making me throb. She wanted to fuck me, but we would get to school before them.

“What spell?” I asked.

“The memory wipe spell,” my sister purred.

“I thought you already cast it,” I said, my cock throbbing.

She leaned into my ear and whispered, “I can’t cast it on my own. It’s too powerful. I need a goddess’s help. Hecate.”

“What?” I groaned. “That’s dangerous.”

“I’m not making a pact with her, just a bargain. I give her something, she wipes the memory.”

“And she wants…?”

“She wants the heart of Charles’s mother. The life of what your enemy most loves.”

Horror swept through me. “What?”

“And with Charles’s cum, we can lure his mother out to us and take her heart.”

Blood ran cold through me. “No.”

“She’s our enemy, too,” Moira purred. “And it’s not like we haven’t killed already.”

His mother? Was she really our enemy, or just a woman who loved her son and wanted to care for him? I bet she made him chicken noodle soup. My twin sister quivered on me. God, she was eager to do this. That man had been necessary, but this…

“Find another way,” I said, our mother’s face filling my vision. The way she smiled at me last night. The sweetness of it. “A different price to pay or do it one by one.”

“Fine, fine,” Moira said. “I can do it one by one. It’ll take time.”

“We don’t need this done yet,” I said. “It has to be settled before I start my campaign.”

“Yes, big brother,” she said, rolling her eyes. “What about Charles? I did ask Hecate if his heart would work, but she said no. She wants the mother. Something about feminine energy.”

“Oh, my fucking god!” squealed Sable. “You dirty slut, I love it!”

“Charles is another matter,” I said. I could kill him. He already plotted my death. “Susannah told you what he intends.”

“Yep.” A cruel look crossed her face. “He’ll pay for wanting to hurt my big brother.”

I smiled at her. Moira kissed me hard on the lips. She thrust her tongue into my mouth. My dick throbbed, but we were already approaching the school. Moira ground on me, but we had to put a stop to this. No one could ever know that I had sex with her.

I broke the kiss and said, “We’re at school.”

“Pity,” Moira said. She slid off my lap and glanced over at Sable. Susannah had lifted her head and was wiping at her lips with wet wipes.

I smiled at my secret wife when she threw a happy look at me. She crawled over and snuggled against me. She kissed me on the lips. Sable just smiled, her eyes closed as the limo rocked as it crossed the speed bumps in the parking lot.

The limo stopped. Ms. Denise opened the door. I stepped out and helped out Susannah. She took my arm. Charles was already waiting for us. Susannah stiffened for a moment while I smiled. I was happy to see him.

Happy.

“Hey,” I said as he came up in his old school uniform. He looked so preppy in it with the college’s coat of arm son the gray jacket. He so stood out from the others.

“Zach,” said Charles. “Thanks for having me in the study sessions. It’s helping a lot. Hope we have another one after school.”

“Of course,” I said. “That’s the plan.”

“Your place?” Charles asked casually. “I’d love to meet your mom. Find out the woman that produced two children so, uh, different.”

“That’s me,” Moira said. “Tots different.”

My blood ran cold. Mom didn’t have protection. Nisha didn’t smirk. Didn’t say I told you so. I had wanted to ignore this. To pretend he couldn’t get to her, that I could keep her away, but Mom worked two jobs. I hardly saw her.

And how hard would it be for Charles to find her?

“Not tonight,” I said. “Sable’s house. There’s just not room in our trailer for all of us.”

“Nothing to be ashamed about,” said Charles. “I don’t mind if it’s a trailer. I’m sure it’s a nice one.”

I fought that fear and just said, “We’ll, I’ll think about it.”

It was so hard not to slam my fist into his face. The way he grinned. The way he glanced at Susannah. He did want her. And he was making her mother come to school dressed as her. Why couldn’t Hecate demand his smug fucking heart?

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Moira Black

“He told me no,” Moira said to her teacher as she sat on the toilet in the girl’s bathroom. “He won’t let me cut out her heart. I’m ready for my first sacrifice. I know I am.”

“You’re ready,” he said, his voice strong.

“A witch must smother all the good in her if she is to seek power,” I said. “That’s what you told me.”

“All the good,” he agreed. “Power and morality are two paths in life, but they are branching paths. Zach is a fool if he thinks he can straddle them both.”

“I know.” I leaned back against the toilet, my hand on my stomach. “He still has a conscience.”

“He won’t survive if he doesn’t discard it. Already, the powerful have taken note of him. Molech stirs. His ire is rippling through the dark places.” My teacher sighed. “Charles won’t make this mistake. He won’t hesitate. He’s maneuvering to plunge the knife.”

“We’ve countered that,” I said. “And I’m not turning on my brother. I’m having his baby.”

“Family is important to you, Moira?”

She nodded before remembering he couldn’t see her. “Yes, it is. None of us live forever. We only survive through our kin. The one loyalty a witch can have is to her family.”

“So long as they don’t destroy her or themselves. So long as there are other… family out there to carry on the blood.”

“What are you talking about?” I leaned forward. “You’re not speaking of some other bastard my father left behind. I probably have a half-dozen other half-siblings beside her.”

Anger rippled through me. Susannah would not have my brother.

“Indeed,” said my teacher. “And you’ve met him.”

My jaw dropped. “No.”

“Yes, Charles Swartzenburg is your half-brother, and he won’t be squeamish about what he has to do.” My teacher paused. “He could use his sister’s help. I’m sure he would appreciate it more than your twin currently is.”

I swallowed, my entire body quivering.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

“Sorry, no study group today,” I told Charles as we gathered after school, my stomach churning. “I don’t feel well. I’m going home to get some rest.”

“You do look a tad green around the gills,” Charles said. “Oh, well, I have things to do.” He pulled out his phone. “I can get my own ride. My mom will pick me up.”

He held his phone to his ear and said, “Hey, Mom, can you give me a ride?”

I knew it was Mrs. Augustine he was speaking to. I would get confirmation in a few moments. We already had another sample of Charles’s cum that she had collected for us in the bathroom during lunch. I hated that he was touching her, but…

Better than he touched my mother.

I headed to where Ms. Denise waited at the limo. My sister wasn’t quite as bubbly. She had her head bowed. I slipped into the car. Was she really that boomed out I wouldn’t let her kill an innocent woman for a spell?

I sank down in the limo and, after the doors were closed, said, “I found the mother.”

Moira shot her head up and stared at me now with such hope. “Oh.”

“It’s our mom.” I closed my eyes. “Charles is going to use her as a weapon against me if I don’t claim her. That’s why she’s the fourth.”

“Oh,” Moira said, her excitement dying. She leaned back, looking… defeated.

“Let’s go save her,” Susannah said, snuggling close to me.

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