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Chapter Eleven

Charles Ludwig Swartzenburg II

The music pulsed through the club as Vanilla’s sweet lips met mine. She kissed me with passion, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. I groaned, my arm around her shoulder. Kneeling before me, Monique and Amber drew my dick out of my pants. I was still wet with Vanilla’s juices.

It had been so hot fucking her out on the dance floor.

Their tongues licked up the side of my cock. The redhead and the Black party girls both climbed higher and higher. My toes curled at how wondrous that felt. They reached the pinnacle of my dick and flicked their tongues around it.

I groaned into Vanilla’s lips.

This was the life I would be living once Zach was dead. Once I had crushed him beneath my boot. That would be a glorious moment. I couldn’t wait for it. My cock was so hard. My dick throbbed with delight as they danced their tongues around the crown.

Monique and Amber ducked their heads down to lick from my nuts to my glans. Their wet tongues slid up me. They both caressed over the crown again and burst into delighted giggles. I broke the kiss with Vanilla and watched them.

They kissed the crown of my cock, their tongues flicking around it. They brushed the sides. They sent such wicked pleasure sweeping through me. I groaned as they did that. It felt so good having them do that. My heart pounded in my chest.

It was wild having their tongues dancing over my cock like that. I shuddered here, enjoying that so much. Their tongues were delicious. They stroked around my dick with such perfect skill. I smiled at how wondrous it felt to have them licking me.

“Oh, damn,” I groaned, savoring that delight. “Oh, damn, that’s good. That’s so good. Fuck.”

“You like that,” purred Monique.

“Yes, yes, do you, Charles,” purred Amber, her eyes twinkling.

“So much so,” I groaned.

Monique winked at me and swallowed my cock. She felt amazing as she worked her lips up and down my cock. Amber grinned up at me as I shuddered there. The Black girl had such a hot mouth on her. She nursed with passion on me.

I shoved a hand up beneath Vanilla’s short skirt and found the wet folds of her pussy. I had flooded her with my jizz. I pulled my fingers away and held them to her lips coated in my spunk. She happily licked them off as Monique suckled on me.

“Share,” pouted Amber. “I wanna suckle on Charles’s dick, too.”

Monique moaned around my cock and wiggled her hips in a sassy way. She stared at me, winking. Amber huffed, looking so put out. She was eager to suck my dick, too. Moloch’s blessing was such an amazing thing. I was so glad to have it. I was just so thrilled to have this delight.

“Share,” I said.

Monique popped her mouth off and purred, “Fine.”

“Yes!” Amber squealed before she engulfed my dick.

She suckled on my cock with such hunger. She worked those hot lips up and down my cock. She suckled on me with passion. The redhead loved me. I wanted to just burst with cum. My nuts tightened with this need to burst.

It was just such a perfect treat to have her working that hot mouth up and down my dick. I groaned, my dick twitching and throbbing. She loved me while Monique watched on. Vanilla played with her pussy, scooping out the cum that she found.

“God, that is hot,” I groaned, watching Vanilla sucking off more cum from her digits.
“Mmm, it’ll be hotter with my mouth wrapped around your cock, stud,” Monique purred. “No one sucks cock better than a Black girl.”

Amber ripped her mouth off. “Uh-uh! Redheads are the best cock-suckers!”

“We’ll see.” Monique swallowed my cock.

She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my cock. It was fabulous. I loved the Black slut bobbing her head. My nuts twitched as she stared up at me with those hot, brown eyes. She wanted to make me cum.

“She is doing a great job,” Vanilla said. “Mmm, how do you like her?”

“She’s great,” I groaned. “But… I need to feel a redhead sucking on me, too.”

Monique popped her mouth off my cock. “Let’s find out.”

Amber swallowed my cock with alacrity. She suckled on me, her tongue sliding around my crown. It felt so good having her do that. Just so amazing. I shuddered, loving the way she felt. It was a beautiful thing to enjoy.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “That’s fucking good, but… You have to take turns. I need to keep you switching. Showing me what you can do!”

“Yes, Charles,” Monique purred.

“Make him cum!” Vanilla cooed.

Amber popped her mouth off. “Oh, he’ll jizz all over our faces. That’s what you want.”
I grinned as Monique slid her lips over my cock. She felt so amazing doing that. The heat washed through me. The Black slut suckled with spice. Her cheeks hollowed while her mouth worked up and down me. It was just delicious to enjoy.

Then it was the redhead’s turn again. She swirled her tongue around my crown. I trembled at her caressing the tip of my frenulum. It was delightful. My nuts twitched as the pressure grew and grew in them. I would paint both their faces in cum.

I would just coat them in spunk.

They traded my cock back and forth. Vanilla suckled cum off her fingers, her digits dipping into her honeypot for more of that treat. The two sluts went back and forth, Monique then Amber. Both of them were delightful.

Both of them knew what they were doing to me. I shuddered, savoring that delightful mouth sliding up and down me. I groaned, rising and rising toward that moment of ecstasy. My eyes squeezed shut as I enjoyed what they did to me.

It was outstanding. I groaned, my nuts twitching. This was a perfect treat. The pressure grew and grew in my nuts. I rose toward that wonderful moment of cumming in her mouth. I would fire blast after blast of cum into their mouths.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s it. I’m going to burst.”

“Oh, yes, cum on our faces!” gasped Amber.

Monique popped her mouth off my dick and purred, “Yes, jizz on us, Charles!”

“Coat them,” whimpered Vanilla.

I groaned and erupted onto their faces. My cum splashed on their faces. I coated them with all the spunk that I had in my balls. I grunted, erupting again and again. They thrust out their pink tongues, catching my pearly jizz on their tongues.

My entire body shuddered. It was fabulous having all that pleasure rushing through me. It was fabulous. I shuddered, erupting again and again. More and more rapture shot out of me. I jizzed across their faces.

My entire body trembled through the rapture as I dumped more and more cum on their features. They moaned while Vanilla quivered beside me. I shuddered as I coated Monique’s and Amber’s faces in all my pearly jizz.

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

I spurted on the two sluts one more time. A mask of my spunk ran over them. They turned and licked up the jizz. I watched them gathering up the spunk. Pink tongues swept through the milky cum. They kissed, sharing it.

“Oh, yum,” Vanilla moaned as she watched the two sluts swapping my cum.

I grinned at the sight. It was a beautiful one. A sight that would make men weep. I loved it so much. I nodded my appreciation of this sight. It was a perfect one. Just something I could see myself enjoying until the end of time.

I hummed as I watched them. A big smile spread on my lips. They were so gorgeous. They cleaned up my spunk, exposing Amber’s pale skin and Monique’s mocha-brown flesh. They stared up at me, their eyelashes full. Cum matted their hair.

“Yes, you three have to come to my house on Saturday.” I smiled. “You don’t want to miss it. And bring all your hot friends. At least three of them. And you will get a high like you’ve never experienced.”

“Yes,” Vanilla moaned.

The other two grinned at me before they shared more of my cum.

A cult… That was just perfect.
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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Susannah led me to the master bedroom, her cute ass swaying before me. My sister-wife wanted to make sure I had a good night’s sleep. I was more than eager for that. Of course, it wasn’t sleep that awaited me.

My mother, my twin sister, and Mrs. Augustine were all lying naked in bed with big smiles on their lips. Susannah wore a loving grin as she pulled me into the room. She must have arranged this. That was just such a delight.

“Mom and I would love to suck your cock, Zach,” Susannah said. “May we?”

“God, yes,” I groaned. I kissed my wife. She whimpered into my lips. She might be Sable’s sex slave, but she was my lover.

Susannah got off on being a lezzie slave, and it was hot to watch, but right now, she was my loving wife who had arranged a hot treat for me. I broke the kiss as Moira sat up on her knees. She wiggled her hips, her small breasts jiggling.

“Mmm, just come rest your head right beneath my pussy,” Moira said. “I have a treat for you.”
“Gosh, what could it be?” I asked in mock confusion. “I mean… could it be my twin sister’s tasty snatch!”

“You won’t know until you stretch out here and let me sit on your face.”

I chuckled and broke from Susannah. I crawled onto the bed, Mom rolling over onto my side. She rubbed the space where I would stretch out on. Mrs. Augustine sat up, her big tits swaying. Her blonde hair fell around her gorgeous and mature features.

She was eager to cuck her husband with me. I could see that lust in her eyes.

I stretched out on my back and pressed my head beneath my sister’s shaved twat. Her clit piercing gleamed with her spicy juices. She planted her cunt right on my face, her juice spilling into my mouth as she quivered on me.

“Surprise, it’s my tasty pussy, big bro!” Moira squealed so unironically.

I licked at her pussy, stroking my tongue through her folds. I brushed her clit and played with her piercing. My sister squealed in delight, her butt-cheeks clenching. She trembled on me, her purple hair swaying over her shoulders.

Susannah and Mrs. Augustine both nuzzled into my cock. Mother and daughter slid their tongues up my shaft to my tip. They felt so incredible around me. Charles was getting this treatment from strangers, but I was getting this from my sister-wife and my MILF-slut. All the while my other sister sat on my face and my mom snuggled up to me and rubbed her hand across my chest.

Mother and daughter reached the crown of my cock. They kissed my dick, their lips nibbling on me from both sides. Their tongues danced around the crown as they shared me. Susannah—I could tell by her delicate grip—worked her hand up and down my dick.

“Damn,” I moaned into Moira’s pussy, enjoying that delight.

“Ooh, ooh, they’re just loving your cock, big bro,” purred Moira.

“Mmm,” my sleepy and pregnant mother purred. She wasn’t showing, but she would be.

I loved the feel of her against me as mother and daughter swirled their tongue around the crown of my cock. My nuts twitched. Mrs. Augustine cupped those. I could feel her mature skill as she lightly kneaded my nuts.

She knew what she was doing down there.

It felt incredible having her do that. I loved it so much. I groaned into my sister’s pussy. I thrust my tongue into Moira’s depths and swirled around in her. I loved how she squirmed on me. She gasped and moaned as she did that. It was so hot to have her doing that. She ground her snatch on me. She rubbed against me in such a delightful way. It felt so hot having her do that.

Just so delicious.

I flicked my tongue around in her cunt. I lapped at her with all that I had. I wanted to her to cum. She ground on me, her cute ass clenching before my face. She gasped while Mom breathed softly. Had she fallen asleep?

Just dozing and enjoying the incestuous lovefest?

Three of my four prophesied women were loving me. And my twin sister. She was a bonus woman.

Mrs. Augustine swallowed my cock. She slid her lips down it, her tongue sweeping around my dick. I groaned, my toes curling as I loved the feel of her nursing on me like that. She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my dick.

“Mmm, that’s it, Mommy,” Susannah purred. “You please my husband’s cock. He’s your Master. You serve him first. Then Sable. Then me.”

“Throw me in the mix,” Moira moaned.

“Nope!” Susannah said.

“Ouch!” Moira said.

“Just enjoy our brother’s lips,” Susannah purred. “Now… my turn, Mommy!”

Mrs. Augustine ripped her mouth off my cock, purring, “Yes, Mistress.”

Susannah engulfed my cock. She slid her lips down my shaft. I groaned at how hard she suckled on me. She drove me wild with that delicious mouth of hers. She worked up and down me. It was just fantastic having her sucking on me like that. I loved it a lot.

I groaned as she suckled on me. It was fantastic having her doing that. I groaned, rising toward that amazing bursting point. I would have a fantastic burst of delight. Just cum so hard in her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she loved me.

Susannah popped her mouth off and purred, “Your turn, Mommy-slave!”

“Yes, Mistress,” cooed Mrs. Augustine.

The MILF swallowed my cock, sucking so hard on me. She worked that hot mouth up and down my dick. It was just spectacular. I loved every last second of her working on me like that. It was a rush. I lapped at Moira’s spicy pussy with such passion.

My sister squirmed on my face as Mrs. Augustine worked her mouth up and down my cock. Her tongue flicked around the crown of my dick. My nuts tightened. I rose toward my orgasm as the sexy MILF suckled on me. The hot wife blew me with passion.

“Okay, Mommy-Slave!” Susannah said.

Mrs. Augustine popped her mouth off with a wet plop. Her daughter engulfed me.

“Mmm, suck Master’s cock, Mistress,” cooed Mrs. Augustine. “My sexy Daughter-Mistress.”

“I love it!” Moira said. “Oh, oh, big bro!”

I tongued her pierced clit. I stroked over her bud as the pleasure swelled in me. Susannah popped her mouth off my cock, trading me back to her submissive mother. The hot wife engulfed my dick. She slid her lips down it, sending such heat rushing through me.

I groaned at how great that felt. It was magnificent having her bobbing her head. She loved me with that big dick. She suckled on me with such passion. It was magnificent having her working her mouth up and down my cock like that.

“Shit,” I groaned around my sister’s clit.

Susannah took back over.

Then her mother.

Susannah. Mrs. Augustine. Susannah.

It was heaven with Mom snuggled against me and Moira grinding her snatch on my face. My tongue flicked around my sister’s bud as I hurtled closer and closer to cumming. I suckled on her. She gasped as I did that.

Her head threw back. Her passion exploded out of her. Spicy pussy juices gushed out of my sister’s cunt and bathed my mouth. I groaned as the pressure in my nuts swelled. I lapped at her, my orgasm building and building.

“I’m going to cum!” I moaned, Susannah loving my dick.

She ripped her mouth off my cock and stroked me. “Cum on our face, honey. Just jizz over me and our naughty slave. She’s a cuckolding slut that needs to have a real man’s cum on her face. Your cum!”
“Big brother’s cum!” howled Moira as she ground on me, her spicy cream drowning me.

“Yes!” I snarled as Susannah’s hand fisted up and down my dick.

The pressure in my nuts hit that bursting point. I groaned as spurted my jizz. I couldn’t see, but from the squeals, I knew I jizzed all over them. I coated them in my spunk. The pleasure shot out of me and slammed into my mind.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moaned into my twin’s snatch.

“Ooh, just jizz on them!” Moira squealed.

I grunted, erupting again and again. The pleasure swept through me. Stars flashed across my vision as my sister squirmed her cunt on me. she ground on me, rubbing her wet snatch all over my face. It was just delicious having all that pussy cream soaking me.

“Damn, damn, damn, that’s good,” I groaned. “That’s really, really good.”

“So good!” whimpered Susannah.

“All that delicious cum,” moaned Mrs. Augustine.

“My brother’s cum!” Moira moaned and leaned over me.

She rubbed her pussy on my face, her juices slowing. She must be done cumming as I kept spurting. She squealed. God, I was splashing her face, too. They were all getting coated in my jizz. Mom smiled at me as she lay against me.

“Mmm, isn’t this nice,” she cooed.

“Yes!” I groaned and erupted one more time.

I shuddered there, feeling so good as Susannah, Moira, and Mrs. Augustine all squealed. They were all licking each other. Lapping up my spunk from each other’s faces. I knew they were cleaning each other up.

Just enjoying the meal they were sharing.

That was just a perfect moment. I felt so good as I heard them licking and lapping up the spunk from each other’s faces. I breathed in my sister’s spicy pussy as their lips smacked together. They moaned, savoring the taste.

God, this was hot.

Moira squirmed on me as she cooed with the others. Were they switching who they kissed? Or where they all meeting in one messy tangle of lips and tongues. It was so exciting just picturing how they cleaned each other up.

Nisha stared down at me. She was kneeling to my right. She reminded me that Charles was out recruiting for a sex cult. That would have to be dealt with, but on Saturday, I would have a bunch of hot cops on my side.

My own cult, I supposed.

The start of my power base.

It would grow. I was still in my infancy stage of conquering the world. I wanted to cure the imbalances, but it would be a big shift. It would be fighting against human nature and dealing with so many problems.

There would have to be a new education. Children had to be taught the value of work and the value of every job. I don’t know if I could make the world better, but if I could start us toward something more equitable…

Well, how could that be bad?

Chapter Twelve

Sable Newport

I felt so giddy as Saturday had arrived. Detective Carson had delivered. Twelve sexy women. All cops. I peered down at them from the balcony. Detective Carson was moving through them, talking to them, thanking them for coming.

I had the list before me of the cops. Most were from the Pierce County Sheriff’s Department. Not surprising since Detective Carson worked for them. Krystal Greene, Petra Gonzalez, Nancy Ritz, Hannah Mondale, Alanna Trent, Tammy Peterson, and Evie Alonzo represented that department. The other five were from local departments. Mindy Olson came from the Puyallup Tribal Police Department while Brook Martin represented the Tacoma Police Department. Rebecca Murphy came from the University Place police, Linda Alpert from Fife, and Shannon Yancy from Puyallup.

They were all looking so curious, whispering among themselves. Beverages were being served. They all had a beer or a wine cooler. It had the fill of a backyard barbecue. Mr. Augustine was even barbecuing.

The preacher knew his way around the grill.

Not like my father. He was useless. Only good for standing in the corner and watching Mother service me.

Luckily for Father, I got off on cuckolding him, so I would never get rid of him.

The maids were helping out Mrs. Black and Mrs. Augustine in the kitchen with the sides. And, of course, all the food being served today was enchanted by Moira. The drinks, too. She was making sure that we had these twelve.

“Okay, okay,” said Detective Carlson as the food started coming off the grill. “Thank you all for coming out. We have a big case, and we need your help. I know, I know, we’re meeting off the books, but there’s corruption. A judge. Who knows who else.”

The others muttered, but they weren’t calling bullshit. They were drinking the enchanted beer and wine coolers.

“That’s why we’re here,” said Detective Carson. “We won’t go over the details just yet, but just so you know, it involves an asshole who sacrificed a housewife to a demonic goddess.”

That caused a buzz.

“No shit,” continued Detective Carson. “We’re talking real-life human sacrifice here. This is a fucked up case, and we all need your help. So dig in. We have burgers and hot dogs. There are no Vegans here?”

No one said anything.

“Good, good. Eat. Once you’re fed, we’ll start working out the help you need.”

I smiled and turned around. Moira was sitting on my bed, naked and with her legs spread wide. She grinned at me as she jammed a vibrator into her cunt. She worked it in and out of her snatch. The sound of its buzzing grew louder and softer as she fucked herself with it.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned. “They have to all eat and drink.”

I glanced back down. They were. Eating burgers, hot dogs, chips, potato salad, macaroni and cheese. Mrs. Black and Mrs. Augustine were experienced in hosting these sort of get-togethers. The smell rose up from above.

My stomach growled.

I couldn’t eat any of that food. Neither was Detective Carson as she moved about chatting to them.

“Oh, yes, yes, are they eating?” moaned Moira.

“You’re clear to start cumming like a whore,” I purred.

“The best way to cum!” gasped Moira.

She twisted her clit piercing as she worked the vibrator in and out of her cunt. Her face twisted in delight. Juices dripped down her taint to soak beneath her. She shuddered there, biting her lower lip. She was having a great time.

I couldn’t wait for her to cum. It promised to be perfect. I was so ready for it. So eager for her to bind those hot cops down there. They were all eating and drinking, not a care they were all about to be my sex slaves.

To be our loyal guardians. They would die for us.

I shuddered at that idea. My pussy was so wet. I squeezed my thighs together at the idea that they might have to die for us. It was such a hot idea. I wanted to touch myself as I listened to the vibrator buzz louder and softer, muffled by that hot cunt.

“Oh, yes, yes, they’re going to be our willing sluts!” gasped Moira. “I’m going to bind them to us. Yes, I am!”

My smile grew.

“Oh, my fucking god!” she hissed.

I watched the women. White, Black, Hispanic. So gorgeous. A rainbow of skin hues. A melange of breasts sizes and shapes. Hips. Asses. Legs. Each woman gorgeous in her own way. My heart pounded so swiftly in my chest.

“Oh, fuck!” gasped Moira. “Oh, fuck, that’s it. That’s fucking it! Yes!”

She squealed her head off as she climaxed.

All the women straightened. They set down what was in their hands and started undressing. I smiled in delight as the first phase of the plan was underway. I sauntered through my room, passing Moira squirming on the bed.

“Oh, they’re all bewitched! They’re all getting naked! Yes, yes, yes!”

I left the squealing witch to her orgasm and headed downstairs. I opened my coat and let it fall. I had my leather corset on, lifting my breasts into delicious mounds. My thigh-high boots clicked with each step down the stairs.

Cosette waited at the bottom with my riding crop. The maid wore her slutty uniform, her breasts quivering in her low-cut mound. I took it from her, gripping it. I had on fingerless gloves made of thin nylon.

My hips swayed as I moved through the house, skirting past the large magic circle Moira had drawn earlier. She would be using that for the final part of the ritual. Zach was standing near it, naked and hard.

He nodded to me.

“It’s working,” she purred. “The start of what you promised me. They’re mine to use.”

“So long as you follow my orders,” I said.

“Of course.”

Mrs. Haverstone, my MILF-maid, opened the sliding glass door. The busty, married woman smiled at me with such lust in her eyes. I had broken the conservative woman. She reveled in cuckolding her husband and serving my desires.

I stepped out into the warm sunlight. The women were finished stripping naked. Their clothes lay in piles as I moved around them, inspecting them. I had to approve them all. I moved among them, eyeing the curves of their asses, slapping a few to see how much they jiggled.

Some jiggle was fine. Too much…

They had toned bodies. They were all in great shape. In their twenties, too. Some had tattoos. None had piercings. Their breasts were all wonderful. No sag. I loved the different styles of bush. Shaved. Landing strips. Thick and wild.

“Do they meet your approval, Mistress Sable?” asked Detective Carson. She, too, had stripped naked. She knelt before me and kissed the toe of my boot.

“Yes, they do,” I purred. “Mrs. Haverstone is waiting to eat your pussy. Cum hard. You earned it.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” Detective Carson purred and rose, her boobs jiggling. I watched her ass swaying. She had that naughty tramp stamp.

I slapped her rump, loving the sting. It was time for the next stage.
* * *
Moira Black

“They’re ready, Master,” Detective Carson said as she grabbed the back of Mrs. Haverstone’s head. She yanked the maid’s face into her pussy. “Mistress Sable approves.”

“Then let’s do it, Big Bro!” I purred as I knelt in my magic circle, feeling so good from the vibrator. This circle had a river drawn across it. The River Styx was the best for an unbreakable vow. “Fuck me hard!”

I was so ready to be fucked hard. All wet from the vibrator. So eager to cast some magic and play with destiny. Detective Carson moaned her delight, the sexy woman shuddering. She had such delicious D’s that bounced as she enjoyed Mrs. Haverstone’s licking.

My brother pressed his cock into my pussy. He nuzzled right against my shaved folds. I gasped when he brushed my clit piercing. Such a wonderful wave of delight washed through my body. Such a great delight.

Zach thrust.

I squealed.

His big dick slammed to the hilt in my pussy. It was fabulous having that wondrous cock burying into me. I shuddered at the feel of him sliding into me. He filled me to the brim with that wondrous twat. It was just all the delight that I needed to feel. This was just perfect. So delicious.

I groaned, squeezing my twat down around his cock. He drew back his cock. He filled me up with that wonderful dick and plowed back into me. I loved how he fucked into me as hard as he could. He filled me up.

Just such a wondrous moment.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I whimpered.

“Fuck, you’re wet,” he groaned. “Just soaking my nuts already.”

“Ooh, I am so eager! We’re going to bind them all to you! Making some magical slaves, big bro!”

“A necessary evil. At least we’re not killing anyone innocent.”

“They’ll be happy to serve you, Master,” whimpered Detective Carson. “Just like I am! They secretly want to be owned by you. Every woman wants to be owned by a strong man and his hot dominatrix! Yes, yes, yes! They all want to be yours and Mistress Sable’s whores, Master!”

“See,” purred Moira. “We just have to remind them of it. What’s the harm?”

“That it could be abused.” My brother drew back his dick. Always so worried about morality.

“We won’t abuse it,” I said.

He buried into me. “That’s the seduction of the easy path.” He drew back, my pussy clenching down on me. “The more you travel down it, the harder it is to trudge the difficult path!” He slammed into me, his nuts slapping my clit. “So much fucking harder!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimpered, not caring. I just loved that cock.

His wondrous, glorious, amazing cock.

He pumped away at me. He fucked me with all that he had. He buried into me over and over again. I loved every second of him slamming into me. It was perfect. Just an amazing delight having his cock burying into me.

I shuddered as he fucked me with such force. He slammed into me with all his passion. It was perfect. I groaned, clamping my teat down on his big dick. He had such an amazing cock. It was spectacular.

Over and over and over again. There was nothing like getting fucked by my brother’s big dick. He knew how to churn me up. Oh, yes, he did. He knew what he was doing. My big brother had such an awesome cock.

Just an outstanding one.

I shuddered, squeezing down around him as he fucked me over and over again. He plowed to the hilt in my snatch. That was just such an awesome moment. I trembled as he plowed into me again and again.

He fucked me hard.

Fast.

He churned me up with his cock. I couldn’t wait to have him spurting into me. I would have such huge climaxes. Just such big bursts of cum. I shuddered as he thrust into me. He buried into me again and again.

“Oh, big brother!” I squealed. “That’s perfect. Just fuck me like that. Fuck your naughty sister. You’re going to make me just burst! Just explode! Ooh, I love this!”

“Yes, yes, fuck your little sister, Master,” whimpered Detective Carson. She stared at us, grinding her cunt on Mrs. Haverstone’s head.

The sexy MILF-nun wiggled her hips, her short skirt swaying. It was so sexy to watch as my big brother hammered my cunt. He buried into me again and again. He drove me wild with that wondrous dick of his.

It was a spectacular dick. An amazing one that he used on me. He drove me wild with it. I shuddered, hurtling toward that amazing climax. I would have a huge one. I couldn’t wait for all that pleasure to burst in me.

I squeezed my snatch down his dick. I gripped him hard as he plowed into me again and again. He slammed his cock to the hilt in me. His nuts slapped my clit. Sparks sizzled through me as I hurtled close and closer to cumming.

“Oh, big bro,” I groaned. “We have to cum together! Are you getting closer to cumming?”
“Are you, Master,” whimpered the detective. “I am. Oh, Mrs. Haverstone is rewarding my pussy. Mistress Sable is so pleased with me.”

“I’m about to cum,” growled my brother. “Let me feel that pussy going wild around my dick, Moira!”

“Yes!” I squealed. “We are coming together. I was born to be your witch! You need me. I have your baby in me. Oh, we can work such powerful magics. Such amazing spells! Just a little harder.”

He slammed into me, drilling his cock in and out of my cunt at such a breakneck speed. I whimpered, my entire body shuddering. It was so awesome. Just such a wonderful delight. I hurtled for that detonation of bliss.

I was so close to it. Just so near to bursting. I whimpered, squeezing my snatch down on his dick. I wiggled my hips from side to side as the pleasure swelled in me. I would burst with all that delight. I couldn’t wait for it to rush out of me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned as he buried into me. “Big brother! Cum with me!”

I burst.

He grunted and erupted.

His jizz splashed into my bred pussy. His seed washed through me as the power hummed around us. The magic circle was primed. It fed on us. I could feel the inexorable force of the River Styx spilling around us.

“Hecate!” I cried. “Goddess of Magic, send the River Styx flowing into the world and wash around the offerings! Twelve minds open and ready to be bound. Twelves souls open and ready to serve. Twelve lives chained by bonds stronger than orichalcum.”

More and more of my brother’s cum flowed into me.

“Let those chains be woven of my twin brother’s mighty seed!”

“Fuck!” he growled as his cum jetted into me, almost being ripped out of his nuts.

“Yes, yes, yes,” squealed the detective as she drowned the maid.

“Let those chains forever bind the twelve minds, twelve souls, and twelves bodies to my twin brother for now until the end of time!”

The magic circle glowed bright as my hungry cunt milked out all my brother’s cum. I groaned as he spurted blast after blast of his cum into my pussy. I shuddered, my snatch going wild around his cock and milking out everything that he had in him.

“Oh, big brother!” I howled as he dumped more and more of his cum into me. “Yes, yes, just give it all to me! That’s it!”

“Damn!” he growled as he dumped the last of his cum into my pussy. “It’s done!”

“Almost,” I purred and crawled off him. “One more thing to do!”

I scampered to my feet and, my pussy clamped tight, I rushed outside. It wasn’t the most graceful run—you try when you were holding in all your brother’s jizz—but it worked. I reached the naked women. Sable moved among them, looking so fine in her dominatrix garb.

I shoved a finger into my pussy and pulled out my finger.

“With this act, I forever bind you mind, soul, and life.” I smeared cum from my pussy on the first cop’s lips. “Taste the seed. Crave the wine of fertile life. Imbibe Dionysus’s wine.”

I repeated that with each one. Slowly, they rose out of their trance. Their tongues flicked over their lips, tasting it. Dionysus’s wine. The wine of the bacchanal. The wild orgy that turned women into maenads devoted to the priest whose jizz they drank.

A mad devotion. A crazed lust. They would do anything for my brother. They would happily die for him.

“MASTER!” the twelve of them squealed and rushed to him to mob him. They swept him up.

“Orgy time,” I purred.
* * *
Charles Ludwig Swartzenburg II

Vanilla, Amber, and Monique arrived with their three friends. Twelve women in total entered my house. They were all party sluts in skimpy dresses. All hot and covered in piercings and tattoos. I motioned them to follow, wearing black robes, my cock hard beneath.

The women were all giggles and whispers as I led them down into the basement where the altar lay. Mother had all the preparations ready. She had predicted the number and had twelve dildos all made of polished wood. The Ashtaroth Poles.

That brought squeals of delight from the women.

“Strip,” I commanded. “Strip and kneel before your Goddess, my mother Ashtaroth!”

The women gasped and did that. Their clothes fell off. They all knelt on the pillows. They were still giggling. They still didn’t know with the significance of what was happening here. They didn’t realize they were about to devout themselves to their new Goddess.

I would serve as the high priest.

“Good, good,” I said. “Bow your heads low for our Goddess, my mother, the dark and radiant Ashtaroth!”

Mother stepped out of the shadows naked and painted in lurid, red symbols. She had a womb drawn on her belly and designs around her breasts. She carried a bowl of dark-red wine that she set on a plinth before the altar. Before me.

The women gasped and bowed down. They were quivering there, dyed and styled hairs swaying around trembling expressions. Their eyes watched mother as she moved behind me and hugged me from behind.

“From my womb, came this man before you,” she cooed as she grabbed my cock. “The seed that spurts from his cock carries my blood. My essence. I created him so that he might spread my love to all of you. If you drink of the sacred wine, you shall be bound to me through his strength.”

The party girls watched as Mother pumped her hand up and down my cock. She stroked me with that delicious touch. I groaned, my nuts twitching as she jerked me off. The women all smacked their lips and watched.

Power echoed in the room. I could feel it washing around us. Mother nibbled on my ear. She flicked her tongue over me. I groaned at the pleasure that burst from the tip of my cock each time she worked her hand up to the pinnacle.

“Do you feel it?” Mother asked. “Do you feel the bonds between mother and son?”

“Yes,” gasped Monique.

“I feel it,” an Asian slut moaned, her slanted eyes wide. “I can tell he’s your son!”

“That’s so hot, Goddess,” moaned Vanilla. “That’s so taboo.”

“Yes, yes, it’s a transgression,” a purple-haired party slut moaned. “You’re violating nature.”

“Mmm, I am,” purred Mother. “The union of mother and son is the most forbidden. More than father and daughter and brother and sister. For the mother created the son in her womb. Carried him for nine months beneath her beating hard. Nurtured him. Sustained him. Brought him forth in blood and pain. They are united like no other. And when the son’s seed returns to the mother’s womb, the divine is made.”

“YES!” the twelve women moaned, their eyes burning with lust.

Mother fisted my dick. It felt so amazing having her stroking me. She worked that delicious hand up and down me. I groaned, rising and rising toward my orgasm I would have such a huge one. A mighty explosion of cum. I groaned at her stroking touch.

It was amazing to feel.

Just fantastic.

I loved her touch. The pressure swelled and swelled with her every stroke up and down my hand. Mother knew what she was doing, and all the women were ready to see it. They were eager to witness me spurting my cum into the bowl.

I was, too.

I was eager for the next part. When I would fuck my mother. That would be magical. Even if she wasn’t fully Mom, to be in her pussy and cum in her again. I was no longer being punished for the mistake with the cop.

I was being rewarded.

Elevated.

“Yes, yes, from my son’s seed comes the domination of man. But man’s strength if forged in the mother’s womb. When you drink this wine, you will drink the Wine of Poetry. The Wine of the Divine Ecstasy and Divine Madness.”

“YES!” squealed the women. They licked their lips as they watched Mother’s hand flying up and down my cock.

My precum dripped from the tip. A drop landed on the dark surface. Mother squeezed my nuts, kneading them. It hurt enough to propel me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. I hurtled toward it.

She stroked up to the tip of my cock. I gasped at the burst of pleasure.

“Mother!” I cried.

“Celebrate my son’s ejaculation!” Mother cried as I erupted. “The seed that dominates the bodies of women and plants life! The seed that dominates the souls of women and plants love. The seed that dominates the minds of women and plants lust!”

I spurted over and over as the women howled. They clapped. Whistled. Screeched. Their breasts bounced as they watched my cock erupt over and over again. My white jizz splashed into the red wine. The milky seed swirled through the crimson liquid.

I groaned, bucking in Mother’s embrace. Her breasts rubbed on my back as the pleasure slammed through me again and again. I reveled in it. I was back in her good graces. We would destroy Zach, and I would have my mother back.

I would have my loving mom back in my arms.

“Ashtaroth!” I cried as I spurted a final blast of cum.

“ASHTAROTH!” howled the women.

“Drink!” mother commanded. “Drink and be bound to my womb through the domination of my son’s seed!

The women rushed for the bowl. Vanilla grabbed it first. She lifted it and drank from it. She gulped down mouthfuls. It poured red over her chin as she set it down. Then Monique. The Asian girl. Amber. On and on. After each of them did that, they grabbed their pole and dipped the tip into the wine.

“Watch as my son invigorates my womb with his seed,” she purred. “Let the poles in your hand be his cock. Fuck each other with it!”

The women howled, their eyes wild. They paired off as Mother pulled me down to her, my cock so hard. I was so ready to fuck her. To cum in her. To fill her womb with my seed while the women watched with wild eyes.
* * *
Ashtaroth

I shuddered as the ritual was almost complete. Just one more act, and they would be mine.

Then I would have no more need of Charles. He had proven himself to be weak. Flawed. A man should not be a slave to his lusts. The witch’s spell should never have lured Charles off so his mother could be sacrificed.

No, no, Zach showed much, much more promise for my plans.

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