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Chapter Five

Mary Black

I made out with my daughter, swapping my son’s cum. Her hand rubbed at my pregnant belly. My child with my son was coming along beautifully. I was so proud of him. He was becoming such a respected leader, giving speeches, and showing the world his vision for the future.

A vision that was bright and hopeful.

I kissed her with passion. My tongue danced with hers. It was just so wonderful to make out with her. I was just enjoying myself. A hot shiver ran through me. My heart pounded with this wonderful beat as our tongues danced together.

He stared at us.

Watched us.

He was growing stronger. More dominant. More like his father. I had been enraptured by my husband. He had come into my life like a thunderstorm. Loud and commanding. He seized me up in his strong arms and reshaped me into his whore. It was exhilarating.

And over so fast. He abandoned me. But not Zach. Not my son.

I didn’t need Lewis any longer. Well, I knew his name was Charles Swartzenburg, but he had used the name Lewis Black when he married me. I named Zach after him, hoping that would lure back my missing husband. Zach hated his father.

Hated his name.

It had taken me so long to get used to calling him Zach. Not even Zachary. Zach. Now… Now it felt so right. I had forgotten all about his father. I didn’t need him any longer. I had my son. My glorious son.

And my delicious daughter.

The limo stopped. I broke the kiss with my daughter to realize we had arrived. Cosette, the lovely maid, opened the limo door with a breathless, “Welcome home, Master.”

He slid out of the car and boldly slipped his hand beneath her skirt to squeeze her ass. It was so casual and so dominating at the same instant. Cosette shuddered in delight, her cheeks rosy with delight. Then my son turned away from her as if she didn’t matter and held out his hand for me.

“Mom,” he said, his eyes dark and passionate. His cock was rampant. Throbbing. In need of motherly affection.

“My delicious son,” I cooed as he helped me out. His hand fell on my naked belly. He slid over it, feeling the start of the baby bump. Of our child. Officially, I had reconnected with my estranged husband before he vanished again, a mistake. The truth could never get out, but I knew.

Our extended family knew. All bound to my son by my daughter’s spells and his powerful personality.

He led me up to the door and spun me around. I gasped as he pressed me up to the door. Right here on the porch, Cosette and Moira watching. So was Ms. Denise, the chauffeur, as well as the cops who served as his bodyguard. They were all staring at this moment. All witnessing my son sliding his hand around my hips to hold my baby bump.

His cock nuzzled into my thick bush and found the folds of my pregnant pussy. I gasped in delight as he thrust into my snatch. A shiver ran through me. It was just so good to feel that. I moaned in delight, my eyes rolling back in my head at how good it was to have his cock sinking into me. He filled me up with his mighty dick.

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

“So good,” he growled, his hands rubbing at me. He drew back his cock. I shuddered as my cunt clamped down on him. I loved his dick massaging my hot flesh. He thrust back into me. “Mother!”

“Yes!” I whimpered, loving my boy in me. He was so big and thick. He was so wonderfully huge. He knew just what I needed. He pumped away at me with that mighty cock. He thrust in and out of my cunt. I squeezed my cunt down on him. “Oh, that’s so good! You’re just amazing! Oh, I love you!”

“Mom!” he groaned, pumping away at me. He thrust into my cunt with hard strokes. He buried into my flesh with everything that he had. It was a delight. A wonderful joy. “Yes!”

“Oh, honey!” I whimpered, savoring him fucking away at me. “You’re so amazing! I love you!”

“Love you, Mom!” he groaned, pumping in and out of me. “Damn!”

My pussy clamped down on him as the others watched us. Moira moaned in the background. I pictured Cosette eating her pussy out, just devouring my baby girl. She was the same age as Zach—well, she was a few minutes younger—but he felt so much older than her. So much more mature than my flighty child.

I loved that she was hearing watching her big brother fuck me. I savored my son’s cock in me. This was where he belonged. He needed to be in me. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back in my head. I enjoyed his mighty cock fucking me.

He pounded me harder. Faster. He churned me up with all that he had. It was a glorious moment to have that big dick fucking me. I loved every second of him burying into me. I smiled in delight as he pounded me harder. After. He plowed into me with all that he had. It was glorious. Wondrous. I was so ready to cum on him.

“Shit, shit, shit!” he growled.

“It is!” I whimpered. “Oh, wow, that’s so good! I love you!”

“You’re mine!” he growled, his hand sliding up from my pregnant belly to my breasts. He squeezed my large tits, kneading them. “Mine!”

“Yours!” I gasped, squeezing my cunt down on him.

I shuddered at the force of his thrusts. He buried into me with such heat. He fucked me with all his passion. I loved the way he buried into me. It was just glorious to have him fucking me with so much force. It was a beautiful thing to have him burying into me. I loved it.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “Ooh, that’s so good! That’s just incredible! Oh, my, yes!”

“I know!” my son growled. “I love it, too! Just squeeze that hot pussy down on me. That’s so good! It’s amazing! I’m going to flood your cunt, Mom!”

“Flood her, big brother!” Moira squealed. “Ooh, ooh, Cosette! That’s so good!”

My son hammered me. He fucked me so hard. He buried to the hilt in my cunt. His nuts slapped into me. I loved it. This was just incredible. I rose toward that moment when I would cum on him. I would have a huge climax.

His cock buried into me with all his might. He slammed to the hilt in me. It was just incredible to have him fucking me like that. I shuddered, my hips wiggling back and forth as he buried into me. He plundered my pussy with his mighty rod.

“Oh, my god!” I whimpered. “You’re driving me wild!”

“Good!” my son growled. “That’s what I want to hear! Just burst. Cum so hard!”

He pounded me, every thrust of his cock bringing me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. That wonderful moment of exploding on that amazing shaft. My pregnant pussy melted around him. I shuddered as he thrust to the hilt in me.

Then it happened. I burst in delight. My head threw back, my cunt writhing around his dick. It was just incredible. My son was such a stud. He squeezed my tits as he buried his cock to the hilt in me. The pleasure burst in me.

“Zach!” I howled as my pussy spasmed around his dick.

My flesh spasmed around him, milking at his cock. It was just so wonderful to have that pleasure rushing through me. I whimpered, loving every second of him massaging me like that. My heart screamed in my chest.

“Shit!” he growled as he erupted into my pussy. “My mother!”

His cum spurted into me. I loved all that heat rushing through me. It was just so good to him spurting blast after blast of his cum into my flesh. He flooded me with all that he had. It was just an incredible moment. My eyes rolled back in my head as I enjoyed every second of this bliss.

My pussy writhed around him. I milked him, my entire body quivering through this rapture. It was a beautiful thing to have my son flooding my pregnant pussy with his life-giving jizz. He filled me up with all of it.

It was just magnificent.

I smiled from ear to ear as he spurted all that jizz into me. I loved it so much. I savored every last drop of that cum in me. It was incredible. I was so happy to have him filling me up with his cum. It was a beautiful thing to enjoy.

I was such a lucky woman to have all this ecstasy rushing through me. My pussy milked out all of that wonderful cum. It filled me up with all that spunk. I was so glad to have all that bliss sweeping through my body.

“My mother,” he groaned as he fired the last of his cum into my pussy.

“Mmm-hmm,” I purred, savoring being full of his cock. “That was just incredible.”

I was so glad to have him pumping all that spunk into me. He filled me up with all of it. I shuddered, savoring every last second of this moment. It was just an awesome delight. A big smile spread on my lips as he pulled his dick out of my pussy

I was so happy to have my son in me.

To have this moment, because he would be busy. He had more speeches to give. To get his message out about dealing with crime. With society. He would remind people to have civic pride. The government couldn’t solve the problems of homelessness and poverty and crime.

It was people.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

“We have forgotten what we owe to each other,” I preached. I was speaking at Mount Tahoma High to a packed crowd. “The more we ask the government to take care of our neighbor, of our children, of ourselves, the more selfish we become. Me, me, me. That’s what we have become. A nation of narcissists. We have forgotten our obligation to our brothers. Our sisters.”

I stared out at the crowd.

“Because you are all my brothers and sisters. All of humanity is. We let them divide us. Republicans. Democrats. They’re false facades. Peel back the exterior, and it’s the same beneath. Control. Power. Domination. They serve their masters, the rich. The corporations. The bureaucrats. Who suffers?”

“WE DO!” the people cried back. My sister’s spellwork was subtle. It had to be. Just enough to nudge them.

“You want safe streets? You want grocery stores to stop closing and fleeing the city center? You want to raise your children and know they won’t be preyed on by the gangs and the drug peddlers? Then you have to act. I know, it’s hard. You’re tired. You work all day. You just want to watch some TV; binge the next show on Netflix or Disney Plus. Doom scroll on Facebook. Watch some TikToks.

“That is the trap. Keep you complacent. Wear out your soul. Starve you of meaning in your life. The pedal hedonism to blind you to what they are doing!”

“Hedonism is for those with power,” Nisha said. “The reward of those who are great. They must earn their pleasures.”

“You want to relax, then earn it!” I roared.

They cheered.

“Let us take back Tacoma and Pierce County! Take back Washington State. The rich, the powerful, the bureaucrats, and the politicians have to remember that they serve us!”

Even wilder cheers. This was the start. The change the world needed. I knew I was doing it for my own ambition, my own greed, but I wanted to change the world. I wanted to lift everyone out of poverty. The powerful had to remember their responsibility to their fellow men.

Noblesse oblige.

I smiled and moved out into the crowd. They were all so eager to meet me. To applaud me. So young. So intelligent. So thoughtful. I smiled and shook their hands. It was invigorating to feel their love. To feel the power they gave me.

“They trust you to wield it,” Nisha said. “Power is given. You cannot seize it. Remind them that they can take it back from those who rule the world. They will elevate you. They want strength. They want power. Confidence. Authority. Because that means security.”

I smiled and worked the crowd for the next hour before making my way to the limo. Detective Carson was heading up my security detail. She slid into the limo after me. I glanced at her as she sat beside Moira and Sable. I was making Sable my campaign manager. She was good at it.

“Detective,” I said.

“Yes, Master,” she said, hope in her eyes.

“I’m looking for a tattoo parlor, run by a woman, that you trust.”

“Not sure there’s one I trust,” the detective said.

“Has skill than. Moira can create the trust.”

“Yep,” Moira said, a big grin on her face.

Nisha nodded, approving.

“This is a good idea,” said Moira. “There are cultic signs that can be tattooed on people. They can anchor spells. I wish I had thought of it.”

“I’ll draw up a list,” said Detective Carson. “Find the one that is the most skilled.”

“And make sure she is beautiful,” Sable said. “If she is going to be serving Zach, she must be flawless.”

Detective Carson nodded.

I leaned back, thinking about Susannah pierced and tattooed. My little slut-wife’s true nature hidden by her conservative and modest dresses. Nisha licked her lips and rubbed at her big breasts. She knew what I was thinking. Doing this would make her happy.

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Madison Augustine

I waited out front of the Pierce County Jail. I didn’t have my husband with me. I wasn’t here to see Charles. I had figured out how to do this. My fingers drummed on the steering wheel as I waited for Lizzie Small to appear.

She emerged from the jail wearing a filly black skirt and boob tube with torn fishnet stockings and party heels. She must have been arrested while having a good time at the clubs. She looked so out of place in daylight. She had her paperwork in hand.

I stepped out of the car and motioned to her.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” my spectral bodyguard asked. The spirit of Agent Donna Peterson. Her red hair spilled around her pale face. She was naked and slightly translucent. No one could see her but myself.

And Master.

“It is,” I said softly as Lizzie rushed to me, looking surprised.

“Mrs. Augustine?” she asked.

“I figured you needed a place to go,” I said. “I know a place. I promised your father I would look after you.”

“Daddy said you might,” she said, blushing. She thought Charles was her father despite the fact she was a few years older than him. She knew too much. I was surprised he let her go, but he must have been done with her. “Um, sure, I guess.”

She climbed into the passenger door, fidgeting. I smiled at her. I had eaten her pussy, and she had devoured mine, so we had an intimacy. Still, she looked uncomfortable as I drove us away from the courthouse down Tacoma Avenue. I took a left at 11th, heading down the hill to get on 705 so I could take us back to the freeway and out to South Hill.

Lizzie didn’t say much on the half-hour trip back to the mansion. She mostly just stared bored out the window. She was a blonde cutie, though. Our hair was almost the same hue. It seemed like Charles had a thing for blondes.

His mother. My daughter. Me. Lizzie.

Well, we did have all that fun.

“Are you really a preacher’s wife?” Lizzie asked.

“I am,” I said. “I’ll take you to church and you can watch my husband preach while my Master’s cum leaks out of my pussy. Then you can even lick me clean once it’s over.”

“Your Master?” she asked.

“Your father’s brother,” I said. “Your Uncle Zach.”

“I have an uncle?” She looked confused. “That’s wild. They share you?”

“Something like that,” I said. “I am a complete whore. I love cuckolding my husband. It’s just the best, and your Uncle Zach is the best of the best. You’ll see. “

“Oh, no, I’m all daddy’s,” she said, shaking her head.

I just smiled. Moira would be able to straighten that out. Moira and Sable.

I was so eager the entire way back to the house. When we arrived, the cops stared at her in shock. They gave me looks. This place was special. Secret. Lizzie could not be allowed to leave from here if she wasn’t one of us.

If she wasn’t initiated.

“My uncle… owns this mansion?” she asked.

“Basically,” I said. It was complicated. Lizzie didn’t need to know that right now.

I pulled up the car up into my parking spot. There were a lot of cars in this section, many of them cop cars. Lizzie stared at that in shock. I just winked at her. We had the sheriff under our power, so no one questioned the use of manpower.

“Who is my uncle?” asked Lizzie.

“The man who is going to own your soul,” I said and led her to the door. I headed up inside, nodding to the two cops on guard. They just stared suspiciously at Lizzie.

She fidgeted beneath their gaze.

Inside, I found Sable marching down the stairs. She wore a black corset and thigh-high boots. The outfit left her tits and pussy on display. I shuddered and dropped to my knees. I yanked Lizzie down with me, the girl gasping.

“Who’s that?” she hissed.

“Mistress Sable,” I answered. “Your Uncle Zach’s enforcer. She’s in charge if he’s not around.”

“Mrs. Augustine,” Mistress said, her hips swaying. Her green eyes hard. She wore her red hair pulled back into a ponytail. “Who is this?”

“Lizzie Small,” I said. “She’s Charles’s lover. She was just released. We can’t have her roaming free. She knows too much.”

Lizzie whimpered. “P-please, you d-don’t have to kill me. I d-don’t know anything.”

The poor thing. She was a criminal. She must have seen things like this. I put a comforting hand on her as Mistress Sable stopped before us. She looked us over and held out her hand. Cosette darted out of the shadows and handed over a riding crop.

“That depends on how… moldable you are, slut,” said Mistress Sable. She used the end of the riding crop to lift her gaze. “Strip.”

“Yes!” squeaked Lizzie.

Zach entered the room. He was naked and hard. He watched, this pleased smile growing on his lips. He had developed an appreciation for BDSM. He was spanking my daughter and me a lot. Both of us loved his attention.

My ass still burned from last night with the flogger.

Lizzie pulled off her boob tube, revealing her perky tits. She had a unicorn tattooed on the left one. She had another tramp stamp that read “Wild Stuff.” She wiggled out of her skirt, a pair of black, lacy panties beneath. The fishnets were thigh-highs. The panties came off next, revealing her pussy, shaved and plump.

“My, my,” Sable said. “Isn’t that… delicious.”

“Yes,” said Zach, his dick rock hard. “Yes, she is. This is Charles’s slut.”

I nodded. “Yes, Master.”

“She’s mine now. Fetch Moira. I want her bound to me. I want her sealed. She’s mine.”

“Is that my uncle?” whispered Lizzie.

“Yes, he is,” I said, patting her rump. I was so excited for this to happen.

Chapter Six

Moira Black

I stepped into the bathroom, eager to chain this woman. “Anahita, appear.”

From my shadows flowed my succubus. She appeared in the guise of my teacher, Ms. Rayne. That was her normal form. She was a gorgeous thing in her tight-fitting and low-cut silk blouse, her pencil skirt clinging to her curvy hips. Busty and delicious, she exuded sex. I loved her librarian glasses perched on her dainty nose, and her brassy-brown hair spilling around her shoulders.

“I thought you had forgotten me,” she said.

“We aren’t going to school much,” I said. “And I hadn’t needed a succubus, but… I think I need you. She’s another witch’s thrall.”

“Ah.” Anahita glanced past me to the door. “I can feel her in there. Terrified and wet all at the same time. Mmm, how exhilarating. Yes, yes, you do need me, don’t you?” She licked her lips. “How wonderful. Shall we?”

I opened the door and let Anahita step out.

“Ms. Rayne,” Zach said in surprise. “I was wondering if you got rid of your succubus.”

Ms. Rayne giggled as she stared at my brother. “No, no, I’m still lurking in her shadows. It seems you have your own shade.”

“More than one,” my brother muttered.

“W-what is going to happen to me?” whimpered Lizzie. She was in the magical circle I had drawn.

“Do to you?” Ms. Rayne asked. “Why, I am going to sit on your face while my witch eats your pussy. Doesn’t that sound delicious? Then you’re going to be taken hard by your new owner.”

“Uncle Zach?” whimpered Lizzie, glancing at my brother.

“Yep,” I said. It was so hot that she thought he was her uncle. I glanced at Anahita. The succubus nodded in understanding. That was the spell on the girl.

“I’m Ms. Rayne,” the succubus purred, her clothes dissolving off her and melding into the shadow she cast. “And I just want you to devour my pussy. And you want to, don’t you?”

The girl’s pupils dilated as the succubus’s magic washed over her. That desire would make her open, bypassing the spell that Charles put her on. By the end of this, she would be free of one domination and enslaved to another.

Magic was so awesome!

If I could dominate the entire world for my big brother with a spell, I would. It would just require such a sacrifice. Not one life. Not thousands of lives. Well, this way didn’t sacrifice a single life. My big brother wouldn’t ever ask that of me. He was so furious at me for what I had done.

That was our father’s way. This was better.

“Mmm, that’s it,” cooed Ms. Rayne as she straddled the beauty. I could never say her name where another heard, then they could steal her. A succubus’s true name was power. So it was best to think of her as Ms. Rayne. “Just feast!”

The succubus smothered the blonde cutie’s face. Lizzie gasped in delight, her legs spreading wider. The succubus shuddered, shadows dripping over her body like beads of water. She fixed her eyes on me and winked.

I darted forward into the circle, letting my magic activate it. The circle hummed. The spell crackled through it. I was glad I had my succubus. She let me be so good at casting these sorts of spells, but sometimes, I just needed her fully present and not hiding in my shadows.

I did feel a tad bad for ignoring her, just so much stuff was happening.

I bent over and buried my face into Lizzie’s tart pussy. I licked at her. My tongue flicked through her folds. It was so much fun to stroke her. To lick through her hot flesh. She groaned, squeezing her thighs around my head. She held me with her cunt.

I devoured her.

I feasted on her with all that I had. It was just so good to lick at her like this. To flick my tongue through her folds. She groaned as I did that, licking the succubus’s pussy. She devoured Ms. Rayne’s cunt as I enjoyed that tart delight.

Pussy was so good.

“Mmm, that’s it!” purred Ms. Rayne, her magic spilling off her and pouring into the girl’s mouth. “Just relax so you can have a new owner!”

“Yes, yes, you’ll love being owned by him!” I cried and thrust my tongue into her pussy. I flicked around in her. It was just delicious to feast on her. She squeezed her thighs around my head and humped against me. “Love him so much!”

“Yes!” Mrs. Augustine purred.

Sable and Susannah were also here. They were watching, along with Mom. And my big brother. He was here witnessing me ready a new servant for him. I stroked my tongue up and down that yummy snatch. I feasted on her with passion.

She groaned, her thighs squeezing around my head. Ms. Rayne shuddered on her. She arched her back, her big boobs bouncing. The succubus groaned, the darkness spilling down her stomach to her shaved pubic mound.

To that delicious snatch that Lizzie devoured.

The succubus purred in delight, smiling. The magic circle hummed around us, focusing the energy inward. I had to be ready to guide it. My big brother had to claim this cutie, but first we had to bypass Charles’s control on her.

I suckled hard on her clit.

“Yes!” gasped Lizzie. “Oh, that’s so good!”

“So good,” cooed the succubus. “Just lick up my pussy cream. Mmm, just let that delight melt through you. You feel so good, don’t you?”

“Yes, Ms. Rayne!” the cutie moaned.

“I want to whip that blonde slut,” Sable purred.

“Yes,” growled my big brother. “Make her ass glow.”

“You like doing that,” Susannah purred. “You’ve gotten a taste for it. I love it when you bend me over your lap and spank me. Makes me feel so loved.”

“I’m going to do more than just spank you,” Zach answered. “I have a surprise for you coming up.”

“I love surprises!” Susannah moaned.

“And for my sister?” Zach asked. “Okay, yeah, that’s a good idea.”

Nisha… She was advising him. I shuddered in delight. Was it tattoos? I never gotten one, but I did have a pierced clit. I would love to have some tats. I bet my big brother would choose some great ones. I could not wait.

I suckle hard on Lizzie’s clit. I nibbled on her with my lips. It was just a wild moment. I suckled on her bud. She groaned into Ms. Rayne’s pussy. I loved the sound they both made. This was just the best. I would drown in pussy cream.

That would be the best thing to drown in.

I flicked my tongue through such a yummy cunt. I lapped at them with all that I had. It was just incredible to flick my tongue up and down them. I enjoyed this moment so much. Those sleek thighs squeezed about my head.

Lizzie moaned louder and louder, drinking in the succubus’s pussy juice and shadowy essence. Ms. Rayne gripped her tits. She kneaded them. Her fingers dug into her boobs. She smiled at me, the sexual energy brimming in here.

“Oh, you dirty slut!” moaned Ms. Rayne. “That’s it. Yes!”

She bucked, her passion echoing through the room. She must be cumming. Must be drowning that hottie, soaking her in the passion. I felt the energies surging into her, and I guided them. As I nibbled her clit, I felt the spell on her.

The one that made her believe Charles was her father. The one that manipulated the poor thing’s twisted love. I suckled hard on her clit and attacked it.

“Yes!” she howled and bucked, her tart juices gushing out of her pussy.

I destroyed that spot as she quivered through her orgasm. I licked my tongue through her folds, enjoying this moment immensely. I licked and lapped at her with all that I had. It was just so much fun to do that to her. I stroked through her folds.

She whimpered as I did. It was wild to do that to her. To tongue her pussy with passion. She tossed her head, shuddering through her delight. I was just so glad for it. I drank her passion as she was freed from the spell.

Now to make her my brother’s.

“Oh, yes!” gasped Lizzie. “Oh, oh, oh, I need to be claimed!”

“Yes, you do,” my succubus cooed, her eyes staring down at me. She winked.

It was my turn to enjoy her mouth while my brother fucked her.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

My sister mounted Lizzie’s spell. Her succubus winked at me before melting into my sister’s shadow, residing in there. It was easy to forget she existed. Nisha stared at the succubus, looking utterly perplexed. Even worried.

I gave her a questioning look.

She waved her hand and purred, “Just fuck that girl hard. We truly must tattoo your sister soon. She needs her magic enhanced.”

I smiled, eager for that.

I entered the circle, my sister sitting on the blonde slut. Her stomach had just the faintest hint of her baby bump. I had bred her like Mom. I dropped to my knees beneath the whore’s legs. She would be my new servant.

My newest toy.

“Such a fun toy to play with,” Nisha said. “You’re going to have so much fun spanking her. Whipping her. She’ll enjoy the pain so much.”

I smiled, my dick so hard for that. I hadn’t found BDSM all that appealing, but it was certainly growing on me. Susannah and her mother both loved it. They both savored it. I felt close to my sister-wife when I spanked her. When I made her cum just from whipping her ass.

I lifted Lizzie’s hips and nuzzled my cock into her shaved folds. I thrust into the slut, feeling her pussy squeezing around me. My sister nodded, the magic circle glowing. She threw back her head, her arms lifting into the air.

She manipulated the energy around us.

“Oh, wow!” Lizzie groaned, sounding drunk on passion. “I… I… I want you to be my Master!”

Something in my soul tingled. A quiver of excitement. Not my soul, but one of the ones in me was eager for this. I had a lot of women in me. Sluts chained to Ashtaroth. She had escaped back to Hell after causing such problems.

“She’s not a threat any longer,” purred Nisha. “Just focus on claiming her.”

I grunted and thrust into Lizzie’s cunt. Her pussy squeezed down on me. She felt so good holding onto me. I loved that delight. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her with everything that I had. It was so much fun to fuck her like this. I pounded her with it all. It was so much fun to bury into her. I pumped away at her. She gasped as I did that.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she moaned into my twin sister’s pussy. “Wow, that’s good. That’s so good!”

“I know!” I growled and fucked into that delicious pussy. “Just enjoy it!”

“I am!” the blonde whore whimpered, her pussy squeezing down on me. “I am enjoying it so much!”

“Yes, she is,” Moira moaned, her small breasts quivering. Her dyed-purple hair swayed around her head. “Ooh, she’s licking my clit.”

“Good,” I growled and grabbed the back of my sister’s neck.

I kissed her.

I thrust my tongue into her mouth, claiming it as mine. She moaned into my lips as I fucked the blonde slut’s pussy. I hammered her cunt while making out with my sister. It was just a wild moment. My tongue danced with hers.

It was delicious to fuck into that hot pussy. I thrust into her cunt. I buried into her with force. With such passion. It was wild to hammer her cunt with everything that had. That wonderful pussy gripped me. She held me tight.

My nuts tightened. The need to cum built and built in me. I groaned as I fucked her. It was delicious to pound her. My nuts slapped into her taint as that amazing pussy massaged me. I pumped away at her snatch.

“Oh, oh, oh,” whimpered Lizzie. “Are you going to be my master?”

“Yes!” I growled, breaking the kiss.

“Swear yourself to him!” whimpered Moira. “Pledge your soul to his! You’ll love it!”

Her pussy clamped down on me. She massaged me with that hot flesh. “I… I… I do! I want to be yours!”

Her pussy convulsed around my cock. I loved her cunt spasming about me. It felt incredible. My sister threw her arms in the air and squealed out in rapture. The magic circle blazed with light. It rushed around us, my nuts tightening as I fucked that writhing snatch.

I buried to the hilt in the blonde whore’s spasming twat and erupted.

I pumped her twat full of my cum as the spell rushed into her. She squealed in delight as I owned her. My sister’s magic bound her soul to mine. I growled in rapture, pumping my cum into her snatch. I flooded her with all that I had.

It was just so amazing to fill her up with blast after blast of cum. The pleasure crashed into my mind. Stars flashed before my vision as I pumped her full of every drop of spunk that I had. She groaned as I splashed her womb with my jizz.

“That’s it, Master!” whimpered Lizzie gasped.

“Flood her, big brother!” my twin sister moaned. “Oh, oh, I love you! I love you so much!”
She kissed me with her hot lips. I loved her mouth melting to mine. It was wonderful to have the blonde slut’s cunt writhing around me. She felt so good spasming about my cock. I savored every last second of this heat sweeping through my body. It was spectacular.

I flooded her with the last of my cum, savoring owning her.

I had to take her down to the dungeon.

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Charles Swartzenburg II

I felt him cum in her snatch and from the bond. It wasn’t enough to pull Mother out of Zach’s soul, but it would let me begin my work.

I closed my eyes and let my soul rise from my body. I drifted through the currents of ether, tracing them back to Lizzie. They had not reached deep enough into her soul. Into what I had planted at her very core. A small seed that would blossom into my mother.

I would have her back.

I reached Zach’s compound and easily slipped through the magical defenses now. That little core had bored a small whole I exploited. I drifted down to Lizzie trailing like a happy bitch after Zach as they headed downstairs.

A chill ran through me.

I felt something staring at me. I froze. I had to be careful. Zach glanced behind him, but not at me. At where that presence manifested. I could see a faint shadow there. The entity there, some supernatural creature in service to my brother, considered me then dismissed me.

I would have to be careful.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

“It’s nothing,” Nisha said. “Some leftover magic from the spell.”

I nodded and headed down the stairs, Lizzie trailing after me. I was eager to spank my new sex slave. Susannah and Sable followed us. I smiled as I stared at the St. Andrew’s cross. An X with straps on it.

“Susannah, strap her to that with her ass toward me,” I commanded.

“Yes, honey,” Susannah said and darted to it, her blonde hair flying behind her. She had a delicious rump that was still pink from yesterday.

She grabbed Lizzie’s wrists and quickly strapped her in. Susannah knelt to cinch tight the blonde slut’s ankles to the cross. The slut was bound in moments, facing away from me. Her pale ass begged to be spanked. I glanced at Sable and held out my hand.

She drew in a deep breath, not liking that I was giving her orders.

She turned and pulled a whip off the wall. Black and long. I had been practicing with it, but I hadn’t used it on a woman yet. My dick throbbed as Susannah clapped her hands together, giving me such a supportive smile.

“Yes, you are ready,” Nisha purred, hugging me from behind. Her soft breasts pressed into my back. My MILF thought form was such a wonderful treat. My dick was so hard. She licked my ear. “Whip her ass. Listen to her gasp in delight. You’ll love it.”

I drew back the whip.

CRACK!

“Oh, fuck, Master!” Lizzie gasped, a line of red blossoming across her rump. It was only a few inches long and cut at a diagonal. She trembled, her butt-cheeks clenching. My dick ached so much.

“Honey,” Susannah moaned.

“Mmm,” purred Sable as I drew back again. “That was delicious. Make her squeal.”

CRACK!

Nisha quivered as another line blossomed across that pale rump. Lizzie squealed in pain, her blonde hair flying. It was so wonderful to hear. They were so precious. A bead of pussy cream dripped down her thighs. Her tramp stamp, Wild Stuff, felt so appropriate. I loved this.

CRACK!

“Master!” she howled, her voice thick with the pain. That made my dick so hard.

“That’s power,” Nisha purred in my ear.

CRACK!

“Do you feel it?”

“Yes,” I growled as Lizzie shuddered in her bondage.

“Master! Master!” Her ass glowed with the stripes. Her ass was so perfect. My dick was so hard.

CRACK!

“Oh, my god!” she sobbed, which only made my dick so much harder.

CRACK!

“Master! I’m yours!” She threw a look over her shoulder, tears running down her cheeks.

“Mine,” I growled and flicked my arm.

CRACK!

“MASTER!”

She screamed at the top of her lungs. I savored it, the pressure building in my cock. I had to fuck her, but I was having so much fun whipping her. Sable smiled at me. I glanced at her. She needed to be spanked, too, but…

CRACK!

“Master! Master! Master!”

“Yes,” whimpered Susannah, her eyes burning with envy. She wanted to be in Lizzie’s place. She wanted to have that gorgeous ass whipped.

I would.

CRACK!

Later.

CRACK!

My dick ached so much. I had to fuck her. That ass was crisscrossed with red welts. Lizzie trembled, bound and unable to escape. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she wiggled her rump and cried my name.

“Master! I’m yours!”

“Yes!” I roared and threw the whip down. I rushed to her, needing her. I pressed my cock into her butt-crack. I found her asshole. “Mine!”

I slid my arms around her and gripped her round boobs. I drilled against her anal ring. She gasped, her asshole stretching and stretching. My cock popped into her bowels. I sank into her flesh. It was so good to feel her around me.

I groaned as more and more of my cock vanished into her asshole. I nuzzled into her cheek and licked up her tears. I savored it. Her pain. Her pleasure. She turned her head and kissed me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth.

Pain and pleasure.

“That’s right,” cooed Nisha. “You are in charge. They are all yours to use. Just things to satiate you.”

I drew back my cock, aching to be satiated. I slammed back into her asshole. She massaged me with her bowels, my nuts slapping into her. It wouldn’t take much to set me off. I squeezed her tits while making out with her.

I pumped away at her asshole, savoring her tight bowels gripping me. She massaged me with her hot flesh. I groaned, slamming into her again and again. I buried into her depths, reveling in that wonderful hole.

She moaned, my crotch slapping into her welted rump. She felt it with my every thrust.

She broke the kiss and gasped out, “Master!”

“That’s right!” I groaned, the pressure swelling at the tip of my dick with my every plunge into her tight asshole. “Let me feel you cumming on my dick. You loved being whipped.”

“I did!” she whimpered, her asshole massaging me. “Oh, Master! You own me! I’m going to cum!”

I smiled, slamming into her asshole. She would make a wonderful maid here. I pumped away at her again and again. I slammed into her with everything that I had. She whimpered, her asshole gripping my dick.

I loved how she massaged me. How she held me. It was a beautiful thing to have her massaging me like that. I hurtled toward that moment when I would cum. I rushed toward it. This was such an incredible delight to fuck her like that.

I felt the other two watching me as I enjoyed this asshole. As I used my newest slut. I wanted to cum in her anal sheath. I was so close, my nuts so tight with my need to cum. I would explode in that asshole.

“Master!” she howled, her asshole convulsing around my cock. “Yes!”

“Fuck!” I snarled, burying into her spasming anal sheath. My crotch smacked her welted butt-cheeks. “You are mine!”

I erupted.

I flooded my slut with my cum. Spurt after spurt of my jizz shot out of me. Stars flashed across my vision. It was so good to have that wonderful anal sheath rippling around me. I growled in delight, savoring that wonderful moment.

I pumped my cum into her asshole. I spurted into her again and again. It was just wonderful to have that pleasure slamming through me. I used her asshole and loved every last second of it. This was just an amazing moment.

“Master! Master!” she gasped, milking my cock dry.

I growled and spurted the last of my cum into her asshole. I savored that last blast of jizz. I spun around and faced Susannah and Sable. I stared at the redhead dominatrix. She was so wet. Pussy cream dripped down her thighs.

“Suck my dick clean, Sable,” I growled.

“What?” she gasped in shock. “I—”

“Now!” I commanded, wanting to feel her nursing on me. I wanted to whip her ass while she did it. She stared at me, her green eyes hardening with anger.

With defiance.

I smiled.

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