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Chapter Seven

Detective Annette Carson

I gasped awake.

I set up to see the boy that I had… I tried to… And he had… He had overpowered me. Fucked me. He was naked as he stood over me, his cock hard and thrusting out from before him. A confused welter of emotions bubbled up before me.

I had tried to… Why would I have done that? It was all a confused blur as my eyes focused on his cock. It throbbed before him. This wonderful slab of dick pulse with his heartbeat. A wave of heat rushed through me. I whimpered as… as…

I sat up and moaned, “Good morning, Master.”

I don’t know why those words poured out of my mouth, but they felt so right. So perfect. I opened my mouth wide and suckled on his dick. I loved his dick with my mouth, but he stepped back, pulling his cock out of my mouth.

“Master,” I whimpered, I wanted to suckle on that big dick.

“You have to check in,” he said. “With your dispatch. You need to get the ball rolling. Charles Swartzenburg did something bad.”

“Jenny Lamb,” I gasped, memories slamming into me. “She vanished. I want to talk to him, and…” I shuddered as I had just become overwhelmed with a lust so profound I would do anything for him. I felt so disgusting. “I’m so sorry, Master, for trying to… to… kill you.”

“It’s fine,” he said.

I sighed in relief, so thankful that he wasn’t mad at me. I would do anything for my Master. For Zach Black. He was so much better than Charles. He didn’t tell me to kill anyone. He had fought me. Stopped me from killing myself.

“That snake!” I snarled. “He did have something to do with Jenny Lamb’s disappearance.”

“He killed her,” said a young woman. Petite and naked. She had a similar look to Zach. Like she could be his sister. We were in a living room. An expensive one. Fine furniture. There were others here. Two maids knelt along the wall. A teenager dressed like a dominatrix stood over a kneeling and busty blonde of the same age. “Sacrificed her. That was how he summoned Molech to revive his mother with a demon.”

“What?” I asked. “Who are you?”

“I’m your master’s sexy twin sister, Moira!” She winked at me. Then her expression fell. “Jenny Lamb is gone. He murdered her and…” She looked… guilty.

“It’s done,” said Zach. “We have to deal with the problems at hand, not drown in recriminations, Moira.”

She nodded.

“Here’s your radio,” said the dominatrix. She tossed it to me. I grabbed it and turned it on.

“Dispatch, this is unit 785,” I said.

“You’ve been out of contact for a while,” said dispatch. “The watch commander has been trying to reach you.”

“Sorry. I’ve been running down leads in this Jenny Lamb case. I think she met foul play. I have a suspect. A young man named Charles Swartzenburg. His mother might be an accomplice. I’m digging up some leads.”

“Roger,” she said. “Do you require any backup?”

“No, no,” I said. “I’ll be in soon to file a preliminary report and work on getting a search warrant for Charles’s home.”

Master nodded.

“Carson out,” I said and set the radio down. I stared at his cock and whimpered. I needed to suckle on him so badly. He saved me. I remembered him overpowering me and fucking me so hard. He had an amazing cock.

“Okay,” he said. “You earned your reward.”

I smiled from ear to ear. “Thank you, Master!”

I swallowed his cock again. I shuddered, so glad that I could suckle on him this time. I nursed with all my might on him. He felt so right in my mouth. I bobbed my head, working my mouth up and down his cock. He groaned as I did that.

I loved how he groaned. He made such delicious sounds. It was so hot having him groan with passion as I blew him. I suckled on him with all my might. I bobbed my head, my tongue sweeping out to dance around his cock.

He smiled down at me as I did that. It was so wonderful to suckle on him like this. I stared up at him with such hunger in my eyes. He stroked his hand through my hair as I blew him. I suckled hard on him.

“Shit,” he growled.

“Please, please, keep sucking my husband’s cock,” purred the kneeling blonde. “I’m Susannah. And this is Mistress Sable. You’ll be working with her quite a lot.”

“Yes, you will, slave,” purred the dominatrix. Mistress Sable. Her green eyes held a cold command in them. I shuddered and knew I had to obey her. She was Master’s second-in-command. I could feel that now.

His executive officer and dominatrix.

“Fuck, Detective,” growled Zach, his strong face twisting with pleasure. “That’s it. Keep suckling on me like that. Just don’t stop. That’s perfect. You’re going to have my cum spurting into your mouth. Yes, yes, just going to have it flooding you.”

I moaned in excitement. I wanted that so much. I craved having all his jizz spurting into my mouth. I suckled on him with all my might, my cheeks hollowing as I loved him with everything that I had. He growled in delight.

“Ooh, make my big brother cum,” Moira purred. Her bob of purple hair swayed around her face as she squirmed there. “Yes, yes, suck that big dick.”

“I love sucking his cock,” Susannah said. “My brother-husband has the best.”

He did. Just the absolute best. I was so lucky to be on my knees and sucking his cock. I nursed on him, craving to have every last drop of his jizz spurting into my mouth. I loved him with all my might. This was such a fabulous moment.

My tongue danced around him. I swirled about his wondrous dick, wanting to bring him closer and closer to bursting. He groaned as I did that. His face twisted in delight as I suckled on him. I nursed with all my might on his big dick.

The salty flavor of his precum spilled over my taste buds. I was so lucky to taste that delight. He groaned as I worshiped him. I loved him with all my might. This was such a beautiful thing to do to him. Drool ran down my chin.

“Make him cum!” Moira chanted.

“Make him cum!” Susannah joined in.

“Make him cum!” The younger of the maids added her voice.

Mistress Sable watched on with those intense eyes. I would be in so much trouble if I didn’t make him cum. I would. I suckled so hard, his cock throbbing in my mouth. His salty precum grew stronger and stronger. He had to be close.

His hands seized a fistful of my hair. I shuddered as he gripped me tight. My cheeks hollowed as I loved his cock. I was so ready for all his cum to erupt from his dick and flood my mouth. I was so eager for it. I suckled so hard.

“Shit!” he growled and erupted.

His cum pumped into my mouth. He flooded me with all his jizz. I loved it.

“Detective!”

Spurt after spurt of his cum pumped into my mouth. He fired so much. I gulped it down. I swallowed drop after drop of his cum. It was all so delicious. Just so good to drink. I swallowed it all down. I gulped down blast after blast of his jizz.

I shuddered in pure delight. My pussy clenched as I swallowed blast after blast of his cum. This was wonderful. His spunk poured down my throat. Master groaned again and again, releasing his passion in grunts that echoed through the air.

I felt so special as I drank down his jizz.

I felt so wanton and wonderful.

Mistress Sable smiled. I had done good.

“You made him cum!” Moira and Susannah cheered.

I swallowed all of his cum. I gulped it all down. It was a beautiful moment. He growled as he erupted his final load into my mouth. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful moment. I quivered in delight, my heart pounding in my chest.

I slid my lips off his cock and moaned, “Thank you for letting me suck your cock, Master.”

He grinned, this cocky and satisfied smirk. “You are most welcome, Detective.”

“But you’re still hard,” I gasped. I leaned back onto my elbows and stretched my legs out. They were open wide, his feet between my thighs. My pussy dripped with delight. “Let me use my pussy to fully satiate you.”

“That’s a wonderful idea,” said Susannah. She grabbed a cushion off the couch and crawled over to me on her knees. “Lift your butt.”

I lifted my rump so she could thrust the cushion beneath, elevating me. I trembled as I stretched out fully on my back. To my delight, Susannah straddled me. She was my master’s wife. His… sister-wife. Her trimmed bush tickled my lips while her sweet juices spilled across my taste buds.

I wasn’t a cunt muncher, but… I licked her eagerly. I wanted to please her. She was Master’s wife. My tongue flicked through her folds. She groaned, her plump rump clenched before my eyes. Her blonde hair spilled down around her shoulders.

“Oh, that’s so nice, Detective,” she purred. “Oooh, you have such cute titties. Nice and round.”

She squeezed my D-cups as I tongued her snatch. Her sweetness melted throughout my mouth. I groaned into her snatch as I licked at her, warmth melting from her hands kneading my boobs. Her palms rubbed at my nipples. My pussy drank in the delight, growing juicier for Master’s dick.

I thrust my tongue into her silky twat. I swirled around in her. It was a delight to flick about in her. I enjoyed it immensely. I flicked my tongue around in her cunt as she squirmed on me. She moaned in delight, her passion echoing through the living room.

“Damn,” Master said. I felt his strong legs against my thighs. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him to me.

His cock nuzzled into my shaved pussy.

I moaned into Susannah’s furred muff, so eager to feel that big dick in me. The cock that had fucked me so hard and so well. Thanks to Master, I had escaped that little bastard’s spell. This mighty dick claimed me. I shuddered as he buried into me.

“Yes!” I howled as Master’s cock reached all the way to my cervix.

I shuddered on my back, savoring that big dick in me. It was fabulous having all that cock in my pussy. I groaned, squeezing my cunt down around his cock. I wiggled my hips from side to side, stirring my snatch around his big dick.

He grunted as he drew back. I moaned into Susannah’s pussy, my cunt clenching down around his mighty cock. A hot shiver raced through me. My tongue danced around in her snatch as he buried back to the hilt in me.

He drove that big dick deep and hard into my pussy. I loved it. I squeezed down around him. I savored that delicious dick in me. He pumped away at me. He fucked me with force. It was magnificent having all that cock in me.

I moaned in delight as he pumped in and out of my cunt. He fucked my pussy with force. It was a fabulous delight to enjoy. I was such a lucky woman to experience this wonderful cock in me. He churned me up, his strokes hard. Fast.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s so wonderful, Zach,” purred Susannah. “The detective’s moaning into my pussy. She’s enjoying your cock so much.”

I was.

“Of course, she is,” Moira said. “My brother has the best cock in the world.”

“Yes, he does,” Mistress Sable said. “Only one worthy of us. Isn’t that right, Mother?”

“He has the only cock I want,” a new voice moaned. “Look at your pathetic father getting so aroused seeing a real man fucking a woman.”

I swirled my tongue around in Susannah’s pussy. What a wonderful life Master had. He was such a great man. Not like that disgusting Charles. I was so glad this mighty dick had saved me. I clenched my cunt down hard on that pumping cock, thanking that shaft.

And the man who owned it.

I stroked Susannah’s thighs, stroking her silky flesh as his cock buried into me. He fucked me with force. He buried deep and hard into my cunt. I loved that so much. I squeezed my cunt down on that hard cock thrusting away at me. He fucked me with such force. He churned me up. I loved it. My hips wiggled from side to side, reveling in that wonderful cock pounding me.

He buried into me over and over again. He fucked my snatch with such force. It was a magical moment having that big dick slamming into me. I gripped him with my hot cunt. I loved him with all my might. He had a wondrous dick.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, Master! Use my pussy! Dump your cum in me!”

“That’s where my big brother’s cum belongs!” Moira squealed. “In our pussies!”

“Yes, yes,” whimpered Susannah. “Isn’t Moira such a good little sister?”

“I am!” Moira announced. “I’m yours and Zach’s good little sister.”

Susannah let out a gasp of delight and squirmed on my face. Those words… touched her. I could feel the emotions in how her body quivered on my face. I tongued her sweet pussy with hunger, stroking my tongue through her folds as Master fucked my cunt.

He pounded my snatch good and hard. He fucked me for all he could. It was wonderful having his big dick pounding my snatch. He rammed into me again and again. It was beautiful having him do that. I loved it so much.

I squeeze my cunt down around his dick. I clung to him as he fucked me hard. He grunted as he enjoyed my pussy. I reveled in him. My tongue flicked to Susannah’s clit. I stroked over her bud as my orgasm swelled in me.

“Shit,” groaned Master.

“Ooh, fuck her pussy so hard, honey,” Susannah cooed. “I know you love fucking her. Just pound her pussy with all your force. She’s your detective!”

“Yes!” I gasped, those words almost enough to send me over the edge.

I suckled hard on her clit, her juices spilling down my cheeks. I breathed in her sweetness, my eyes staring at her plump rump. She squirmed on me, her moans growing louder. My pussy clung to Master’s cock, my orgasm swelling inside of me.

The dam holding back my climax crumbled with his every thrust. He buried that hard dick into me. He plowed to the hilt in my cunt again and again, driving me wild. I loved it so much. I shuddered, my tongue flicking around her clit. I tongued her bud.

“Oh, Detective!” whimpered Susannah. “That’s so good. Ooh, you’re such a good woman. Yes, yes, my husband needs you! Oh, yes!”

Her sweet cream gushed from her pussy.

The blonde beauty spasmed on my face. Her pussy juices gushed out and drowned my lips. I licked and lapped her up. It was a startling delight. I licked and lapped at her with passion. My tongue stroked through her folds, gathering up all that delicious treat.

Master’s cock buried into my pussy.

“Oh, yes!” I squealed and joined her. The dam failed. My orgasm swept through me.

My pussy convulsed around Master’s dick. My twat rippled and writhed around him. I shuddered, loving having his cock pumping away at my spasming snatch. Waves of rapture drowned my mind as he grunted.

“Detective!”

His cock erupted.

Hot cum spurted into my pussy and splashed my cervix. I loved the feel of his jizz erupting into me again and again. I reveled in that wonderful delight. It was amazing. I shuddered on my back, my boobs jiggling in Susannah’s squeezing hands.

She squirmed on me, her furred muff tickling my lips as she drowned me in pussy cream. I tongued her, gathering up every last drop of her pussy cream that I could. I lapped it all up, reveling in that wonderful treat.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, shuddering on me.

“Fuck!” groaned Master, his cum pumping hot into my pussy.

He erupted over and over into my snatch. I loved that delight. My pussy spasmed around his cock. I suckled at him, delighting in every blast of his cum spurting into my depths. I writhed around him as he filled me to the brim with his cum.

I milked him dry, my tongue licking and lapping at Susannah’s pussy. I gathered her sweetness while he erupted his final blast of cum into my depths. I shivered, enjoying his hot seed pooling in my twat. What a wonderful experience.

“Ooh, ooh, I have to lick out all that cum,” whimpered Susannah. “You have to sit on my face now, Detective.”

“Yes!” I whimpered into her pussy, my entire body quivering.

“Cosette, fetch my riding crop,” Mistress Sable said.

“Yes, Mistress,” the younger of the two maids said as Susannah lifted her pussy off my face. The maid headed for the stairs, passing a couple, an older man and a MILF who looked like a mature version of Mistress Sable.

Master pulled his cock out of my pussy. I shuddered, my cunt full of his cum. I sat up, my boobs swaying. Susannah was on her back, her big tits piled into two lush mounds. She licked her lips, her blue eyes sparkling.

I crawled to her, clenching my pussy to hold in Master’s cum. I straddled his wife and lowered my shaved twat to her hungry mouth. I planted my cunt right on her mouth. She licked at me with hunger. I shuddered as she tongued my pussy.

She gathered up Master’s cum. He stood watch as his twin sister dropped to her knees. She opened her mouth and swallowed his cock. She suckled off my pussy cream from her brother’s dick. The incestuous sight had me shivering.

It was wrong, illegal, but… I didn’t care. I might be a detective for the Pierce County Sheriff Department, but this was Master. He could do no wrong. In fact, he was underage, so it was illegal for me to have sex with him and Susannah, but I didn’t care.

Cosette the Maid returned with a riding crop. She rushed over to Mistress Sable, presenting it with a bow of her head. Mistress Sable took it, the dominatrix smiling. She sauntered to me on her heeled boots, licking her lips.

“You must understand your place, Detective,” Mistress Sable said as Susannah licked my pussy. “You are Zach’s slave. My slave.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I moaned, glancing to Zach. He gave a slight nod of his head. He approved of this.

“Good,” Mistress Sable said.

CRACK!

Her riding crop smacked across my butt-cheeks. I gasped at the stinging delight, bucking on Susannah’s mouth. My pussy clenched, forcing out more of Master’s cum to spill into his wife’s hungry lips. She licked at me, the pleasure mixing with the pain. A strange mix of sensations washed through me.

“You are our slave,” Mistress Sable said. “For us to use how we need.”

CRACK!

“Yes, Mistress!” I gasped, the pain burning across my rump.

“You will serve Zach,” she continued, the welts pulsing with my pounding heartbeat.

CRACK!

“Obey him!”

CRACK!

“Protect him!”

“Yes, Mistress!” I howled, the pain intense while the licking was pleasurable. The two sensations swirled together. “I’ll protect him! Obey him! Serve him! Love him!”

“And me?” asked Mistress Sable, Susannah’s tongue sliding through my folds and brushing my clit.

“I’ll obey you, too!” I moaned.

CRACK!

“That’s right!” She grabbed the back of my head and yanked my hair back. She stared down in my eyes. “My will is his! My commands are his! When you serve me, you serve him!”

“Yes, Mistress,” I moaned, staring into her hard, green eyes as I squirmed on Susannah’s licking mouth. My orgasm built so fast. I swelled toward that climax as I stared into her eyes. They were so intense. So powerful.

I quivered as I ground my snatch on Susannah’s cunt. She licked and lapped at me with such a ferocious hunger. She drove me wild with her lapping. I quivered, rising toward that moment of climaxing on her.

“I’ll obey you like you are Master!” I moaned, Susannah’s tongue thrusting into my cunt and swirling around. She scooped out Master’s cum from my depths. Another shudder of delight washed through me. “I promise, Mistress! I promise.”

“Good,” Mistress Sable said and released my hair.

CRACK!

“You may cum, slut!”

CRACK!

The stinging kiss of the riding crop of my rump combined with the tongue dancing around in my pussy. The pain and pleasure swirled together and unleashed my orgasm. My entire body bucked as the ecstasy exploded in me.

My cunt convulsed. Juices swept out of my twat. I drowned Susannah as I came so hard. The pain burning across my rump mixed with the ecstasy gushing out of my snatch. I loved it. My mind drowned in rapture.

“Oh, my god!” I howled as Susannah licked at my snatch.

She tongued my pussy with hunger. She lapped at my pussy with all her might. It was a wonderful treat to have all that pleasure sweeping through me. I groaned, savoring this wonderful bliss washing out of me.

I quivered on my back, the ecstasy sweeping through my body. My eyes rolled back in my head as I savored the waves of euphoria washing out of my cunt. I shuddered, reveling in all this bliss. It was so amazing.

Mistress Sable stepped before me and cupped my chin. I whimpered, quivering through my orgasm, as she said, “I need beautiful female cops. Can you bring them here?”

“Of course, Mistress Sable,” I moaned as my orgasm reached its peak. “I’ll bring all the hot female cops I can!”

“Perfect,” she purred.

Chapter Eight

Charles Ludwig Swartzenburg II

Mother pulled into the driveway of our house. My heart raced, my skin so tight with fear, and my cock perversely hard with lust. I knew I would be punished for failing to kill Zach today. I don’t know how he survived the detective.

She should have gunned him down in class and killed herself. What went wrong?

Mother parked the Lexus in the garage and climbed out, her heels clicking on the cement. I swallowed and followed her out, my head lowered. She sauntered before me, her perfect rump cupped by the tight, cream-hued dress she wore.

“Charles, Charles, Charles,” she said, shaking her head as she opened the door to the laundry room. “This was a simple task, and you failed.”

“I’m sorry, Mother,” I said, following her into the living room. My eyes flicked to the stone floor where I had found her… found…

I closed my eyes to that painful image and looked up.

I met Mother’s gaze. Ashtaroth peered out through her eyes, the demon taking such glee in this. It was perverse how she was both my mother and the entity possessing her. I shivered beneath the evil lurking in her eyes.

“Strip,” she ordered.

“Yes, Mother.”

This was Molech’s punishment for failing so badly. I had been sent here to prove I could succeed my father as the next head of the Swartzenburg family. We were an ancient lineage. While Swartzenburg was our current name, our family had others in the past.

I undid my tie and threw it to the floor before unbuttoning my dress shirt. I stared down at the monogram from the private school I had attended before having to attend a public school. Befriend Zach. That was what the fortune teller told me to do.

A complete failure. I couldn’t stab him in the back now. Sure, I could get any number of women to kill him, but if a cop couldn’t do it, who could? Which was a pity, because I wanted him dead so I could claim Susannah.

And maybe her mother. Why not have the wife of a preacher and her daughter both worship me? It would be wonderful to fuck them both. I had thought about taking Susannah’s mother for my own, and using her.

Why hadn’t I? I had… Something felt off about my memories.

“Strip!” snapped Mother, her voice cracking like a whip.

“Sorry, Mother!” I gasped and realized I had frozen before finishing unbuttoning my shirt.

I hastily undid the last few buttons and ripped it off. I pulled off the cotton undershirt before attacking my belt. I licked off my loafers and shoved down my slacks and boxers. My cock popped out hard, bobbing before me.

Her eyes fell on my dick as I straightened up. Her tongue flicked around her ruby lips. A wave of fear washed through me as she opened her purse and pulled out a pink band. It was like a rubber band, but was thicker.

“Do you know what this is?” she asked, stretching it open between her fingers.

“No, Mother,” I said, hoping I wouldn’t be punished for lacking knowledge.

“It’s a cock ring,” she said. “A cheap one, I know, but…” She shoved it over my cock and let it snap down.

I gasped it constricted around the base of my dick. Suddenly, the shaft felt swollen. Too engorged. My dick pulsed as she smiled. My heart pounded as she stroked her finger up the rod until she reached the tip. She stroked over it.

“Mmm,” she purred. “It keeps a dick hard and keeps it from cumming. Isn’t that wonderful?”

“Yes, Mother,” I moaned.

“Kneel,” she said, turning and walking away. “Face the wall.”

“Yes, Mother.” I knelt like she asked, facing the wall. I felt so vulnerable with my rump thrust in her direction. This wasn’t a position a man should ever be in. My heart pounded as her footsteps ascended the stairs, heels clicking on the stone runners.

I trembled there, listening to her walking upstairs. She was heading to our bedroom. What was she fetching? My dick throbbed, the cock band keeping me so hard. I wanted to take it off, but I knew I would be in trouble.

Her heels clicked down the hallway and the stairs. She approached. I wanted to look away from the wall before me, but I knew she would be mad. She came closer and closer. My heart thundered in my chest as I shook.

“You have been a bad, bad boy,” she purred. “But don’t worry. I love you, so I will correct your behavior. Next time, you won’t fail.”

“No, Mother,” I said, shuddering. Mom loved me, but Mother… She was twisted by Ashtaroth. “I won’t fail. I’d die before failing.”

“Good,” she said.

CRACK!

Pain exploded across my butt-cheeks. My swollen cock throbbed. I gasped at the pain blazing across my rump. She struck me with something narrow. I couldn’t help but look. She was naked now, her big breasts swaying as she drew back a…

Whip.

She had a bullwhip. Where had she gotten that from? I don’t—

CRACK!

“Mother!” I howled as the pain burned across my rump.

“Mmm, do you like it?” she asked. “I bought it today. The perfect thing for punishing baby boys. Right?”

“Yes, Mother,” I moaned.

CRACK!

I shuddered, the pain intense. The heat burned across my rump. My dick ached. I couldn’t go soft if I wanted to. My cock twitched with that itching need to cum. I wanted to have an orgasm even as she whipped my ass.

CRACK!

“I won’t fail!” I howled.

“I know,” she purred. “You’ll be a good boy!”

CRACK!

“Yes, Mother!” I howled.

CRACK!

“A good boy!”

CRACK!

“I won’t ever fail you again!”

The pain blazed hot through my ass. I clenched my hands into fists as I knelt there, taking the punishment. My dick pulsed with my heartbeat, swollen and aching to cum. I wanted to have a huge orgasm. I wanted to fill Mother’s pussy with my jizz.

Her foot planted on my rump. I shuddered at the soothing coolness of her skin compared to the burning welts across my ass. She stroked her foot across me. I trembled, my dick twitching, held by that constricting band.

“Mmm, I know you won’t ever fail me again,” she purred. “You are going to kill Lewis Zachary Black.”

“Yes, Mother,” I groaned, the pain intense.

“On your back,” she purred.

I trembled and rolled over onto my back, lying on the cold, polished stones that made up the floor. She planted her bare foot on my balls this time. She crushed them as she leaned forward. Pain exploded out of them.

She smiled as she stared down at me, such delight in her eyes as she ground the ball of her foot into my nuts. I fought against crying out while my dick throbbed. Despite the torture, I was so hard. So eager to be in her pussy.

“Yes, yes, you’ll be a good boy from now on,” she purred and pulled her foot back.

“Yes, Mother!” I cried.

She straddled me and dropped to her knees. She grabbed my dick and raised my cock. She pressed my dick into her pussy lips. She rubbed me up and down. A wave of heat rushed through me as she did that. She smiled at me.

Then she sank her cunt down my rod.

I groaned at the soothing heat of her pussy engulfing my dick. She felt so amazing around my swollen cock. My mother’s silky snatch was just what I needed. I would have such a powerful orgasm and flood her pussy with…

Shit. I couldn’t cum with the cock band wrapped around my dick.

Mother smiled. She hadn’t forgotten. Oh, no, my punishment continued in a new way. A new torture. She slid her pussy slowly up my dick, squeezing down hard on me. I groaned at the pleasure spilling down me, feeding the pressure in my balls that had to burst out of me.

Her big boobs jiggled as she plunged back down me. She took every inch of my cock again. Pleasure burst from the tip. I wanted to cum so badly and couldn’t. She rode me, working her snatch up and down me.

“Oh, yes, yes,” she purred. “Oh, my good boy has such a big dick. Mommy is going to cum so hard on your cock!”

“Good, Mother,” I groaned, her pussy clenching about me.

She planted her hands on my chest as she rode me. Her pussy slid up my cock, gripping my shaft. Then she plunged down my dick. Pleasure swept through me. My nuts swelled with more and more cum that couldn’t burst from me.

I shuddered, my face twisting with the pleasure of this moment. I couldn’t believe this sensation. She worked me closer and closer to erupting, only I couldn’t. I reached this point where I wanted to burst, but the damned band held me back.

It constricted around my cock.

I slammed my fists into the floor, wanting to erupt as Mother worked that hot twat up and down my dick. She squeezed her snatch around my cock. I shuddered at the sensation. It grew torturous not being able to burst. I wanted to cum so badly.

She purred in delight, slamming her snatch down my cock. Her big boobs heaved over my head as her hot pussy kept me on the verge of cumming, held back by the band. My back arched. My entire body quivered.

“Oh, yes, yes, my good boy has such a mighty cock! I’m going to cum so hard on your dick!” Her eyes bored into mine. “Isn’t that wonderful?”

“Yes, Mother!” I groaned, wanting to burst.

“Mmm, yes, yes, I’m going to cum so hard on my good boy’s dick. Mommy’s going to burst!”

“Please, please, cum on my cock,” I moaned, wanting this to be over. It was the sweetest torture.

She smiled down at me, her blue eyes sparkling with her cruel delight. She squeezed her cunt down around my cock as she slid back up me. The pressure at the tip hurtled toward bursting. I was so close to just erupting.

So close to spurting all my jizz into her cunt. I groaned, my entire body trembling. She felt fantastic around me. Too fantastic. I had to cum. I wanted to erupt in her. Frustration welled in me as she slid up my cock.

“Oh, my good boy!” she squealed as she plunged down me.

Her cunt went wild.

“Fuck!” I gasped as the torture intensified.

Her silky walks suckled at me, working at me. My balls twitched, wanting to release the cum but unable to. My eyes squeezed shut as her twat rippled around me. She moaned her pleasure while I wanted to join her.

I ached to cum.

“Mother!” I gasped.

“Oh, yes, yes, Mommy loves your cock!” she moaned, her pussy spasming harder.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I moaned, my welted ass clenching.

Her pussy spasmed around my cock for a few more excruciating moments. I couldn’t cum. I wanted to just burst, but she kept me from my release. I shuddered as she hit the peak of her bliss. She quivered, her back arching.

“Oh, that’s incredible,” she moaned. “Mmm, that was just perfect.”

“Yes, Mother,” I groaned, wanting to cum so badly. I nearly cried, her hot pussy still around my aching dick.

She slid her pussy off my cock. I groaned as she did that. I lay there, my cock throbbing and aching. She rose to her heeled feet, her pussy dripping with her juices. She stared down at me and smiled with cruel delight.

“You stay there and think about what you’ve done,” she purred and turned. “I have dinner to cook.”
“Yes, Mother,” I whimpered, my dick so swollen. So fucking hard. “I… I… I’ll think of a new plan.”

“We will think of one,” she purred as she walked away. “Mmm, what would you like Mommy to cook for you? I know, a nice roast. That will take some time.”

“Yes, Mother,” I groaned, resigned to the agony of my swollen cock aching to burst. I wouldn’t fail. I would kill Zach and claim Susannah! Once I had done that, Molech would free my mother from her possession.

I would have her back then.

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Mrs. Madison Augustine

I pulled up at the gates to the Newport Estate. Mary whistled as she sat in the passenger seat beside me. I nodded. It was so wonderful to share a lover with her again. Her husband, Lewis, had been such a stud, and his son was even more of one.

Zach had called me up and ordered me to bring his mother here. It wasn’t safe. Charles had tried to kill him. That little shit. I was glad Zach told me I wouldn’t have to pretend to be Charles’s lover any longer. That I wouldn’t have to let that little creep fuck me while pretending I was my daughter.

Charles would never touch my daughter. Never!

The gate rumbled open, sliding out of the way. I pulled forward only to stop to find Moira standing by the wall. She was dripping rushes into a pail she held and flicking blood on the wall while muttering beneath her breath.

I swallowed at the sight. What was she doing?

I drove my car down the long driveway. I kept glancing in the rearview mirror, watching as Moira worked down the wall, dripping her rushes into the blood and flicking it at the wall. It reminded me of Exodus.

Of how the Israelites prepared for Passover. They marked their homes in lambs’ blood so the Angel of Death wouldn’t kill their firstborn sons. But what blood was Moira using? Mary told me what her daughter had done last night to Charles’s mother.

Human sacrifice?

I shuddered. It was so extreme, but if that was what Zach needed… I would do anything for him.
Zach was standing naked on the porch when we pulled up. I shuddered at the sight of him. A wave of heat rushed through me. His mother trembled as I stopped my car. We both stepped out of the car. My husband would be joining us soon. He might be in danger, too.

Plus, Zach enjoyed cuckolding him. And my husband enjoyed being cuckolded. I loved him, but ever since Lewis opened my eyes to the joys of a real man, I had never found my husband satisfying again. I hardly ever let him touch me.

He could whack off as he watched.

“It’s lamb’s blood,” Zach said when we climbed out of my car. He nodded to this twin sister. “Ms. Denise procured a few lambs for us. Paid way too much for them from a local farmer, but it’ll keep the estate safe.”

“Okay,” I said, glad that it wasn’t what I had feared.

“Until we deal with Charles, we have to be very careful,” Zach said, opening the front door. “So we’ll be living here until then. It might be permanent for myself and Mom.”

“It is a lovely house,” said Mom. “So I should call out sick?”

“You can quit your jobs,” Zach said. “Sable’s father is bankrolling now. He has plenty of money.”

“I can see that,” I purred. “Mmm, I don’t mind all of us being under one roof. It makes things easier for playing.”

Zach chuckled and smacked me on the ass as I passed him to enter the house. He slapped his mother’s rear, too, before following us in. The scent of dinner wafted through the house. There was a woman I didn’t know. She had brown hair that spilled around her shoulders and tattoos of vines on her lower back.

“Yeah, I want the drone watching the Swartzenburg house twenty-four/seven,” she said into a police radio.

“Copy that, detective,” a woman said. “We’ll have it arranged.”

“Good, good,” said the woman. She turned around and smiled.

“This is Detective Annette Carson,” Zach said. “She’s working for us now. Charles was a bad, bad boy. He murdered a poor woman, and the police are building a case against him. But I don’t think that will be enough to take him down. Might have to arrange something else.”

“Perhaps he can be shot resisting arrest,” Detective Carson said. “He is a murder suspect. Dangerous.”

“Maybe,” Zach said. “This is my mother and Susannah’s mother. They’re both my lovers.”

“I’m his mother-wife,” purred Mary, her hand on her belly.

“And I’m just his lover,” I said. “My husband loves watching as Zach fucks me.”

“Of course he does.” The detective smiled with dreamy delight. “Master is such a stud.”

I shared a grin with Mary. We both understood that reaction. Zach was the sort of man that made any woman weak in the knees. He was so young, and already had that level of attraction. He would only grow more appealing as he matured.

Men were like fine wine. They aged well.

“Mrs. Augustine,” a commanding voice snapped. Sable marched into the room, warring heeled boots and a corset that lifted her round breast into two jiggling mounds. “Get over here and on your knees. It’s time you learn to be my slave like your daughter is.”

I glanced at Zach.

He nodded.

“Yes, Mistress Sable,” I said, my pussy clenching. I headed toward her, my heart pounding.

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Charles Ludwig Swartzenburg

I sat gingerly on the seat, my dick so hard. I wanted to take off the cock band. The last two hours had been torture as Mother cooked dinner. She had made a roast, fried slices of red potatoes, and tossed a quinoa salad. I needed to cum so badly.

“I have been thinking that we need to gather a network of women who have nothing to do with Zach,” Mother said as she cut off a piece of roast and placed it on m plate. “An army of women who can be maneuvered around him unnoticed and kill him.”

“Yes, Mother,” I said. “Won’t that be… suspicious?”

She smiled. “And? Are you worried about the police? You are pledged to Molech. Earthly authorities will succeed against you.”

“Where do I find these women?”

“Start visiting clubs,” she said. “Party girls. Bimbos. These women will not be on his radar. And if they act unusual or do not show up at home for a few days, it won’t involve the police’s interest like a married woman with a family you claimed before their eyes.”

My cheek warmed. “Sorry, Mother, I wasn’t thinking.”

“No, you were under Moira’s spell.” Mother took a bite of her roast. “Mmm, yes, yes, we’ll create a cult of young women. A Cult of Ashtaroth.”

My arms prickled. “Yes, Mother.”

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