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Chapter Eleven

Susannah Augustine

“There, whore,” Zach, my brother-husband, said as he clipped on the first clothespin on my breast.

The wooden clamp pinched my skin, stretching it taut over my large breast. I shuddered at the pain. It shot down to my pussy. A huge smile blossomed on my lips as I moaned out like a complete whore.

“Yes!”

The dried cum on my face spilled into flakes. I stared down at the clothespin pinching my breast. The thick, gold rings threaded through my nipples were just as beautiful. I had a matching one on my clit just the way Zach wanted.

I was so happy to be treated this way.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned as he opened another clothespin. Unthaa the Genie has so many of them to clip on naughty sluts like me. “Do it, Zach.”

My secret husband clipped it on my left breast.

I shuddered at the pain, squealing in delight. It burned then turned into this dull throb that left me shuddering with the abject delight of his moment. I could just float away. I enjoyed every second of having them on my tits.

And there were more.

I gasped.

Moaned.

Squealed.

Zach clipped one on my right breast then my left then back to my right. My tits grew heavy with the wooden clothespins. The pain throbbed across my tits in such a wonderful way. I was such a pain slut. I could indulge in these sinful desires because of the wonderful angel Nisha.

She had proclaimed Zach to be the Lord’s prophet. His religion grew as did his message.

He would rule this world and deliver it from the evil of men like our father.

I trembled, my fingers rubbing at the tattoo of a stylized womb and ovaries on my lower stomach. Fertility tattoos would help me. I quivered as another clothespin clipped into my tit. I had ten on my right boob and nine on my left. They all hurt so wonderfully. My big tits felt like heavy weights that jiggled.

“Last one,” Zach said, opening and closing the clamp.

“Yes,” I groaned, my pussy juices dripping down my thighs. Shaved, I had no pubic hair to contain my passion any longer. I was such a wet whore. I would dress in conservative clothes and be a righteous and faithful Christian in public While in private, I was my husband’s slut-wife and his dominatrix’s lezzie-slave.

She watched, too. Mistress Sable loved what he did to me. I knew she would be attaching clothespins to my tits often. I was so ready for that delight. It would be so hot to have them pinching all over my body.

“Now suck my dick clean,” he growled. “Do it, my little whore-wife. Clean my dick of the genie’s ass!”

“Yes, Zach,” I moaned with pure delight and dropped to my knees.

With greedy hunger, I opened my mouth and swallowed my cock. I slid my lips over his crown and savored the sour flavor of Unthaa’s asshole. The genie watched with Mom, Moira, and Mistress Sable. They witnessed me submitting to my husband like a good wife should.

The fact it was kinky and wanton only made my pussy hotter.

My boobs bounced, the clothespins pinching my tits. The spots of pain only had me sucking his dirty dick with more passion. I swirled my tongue around him, aching to have all his cum spurting into my mouth. I wanted to have every last drop of his jizz.

I suckled with all my might on him. My cheeks hollowed with that delight. I groaned, my tongue dancing around his cock. He shuddered as I loved him. He smiled down at me as I suckled on his cock. I winked at him as I nursed with all that I had. It was just so good to love him with my passion.

“That’s good,” he groaned. “Shit, that’s so good. Yes, yes, just like that. Damn, I love it!”

I winked at him, nursing on his cock with all that I had. It was just an incredible moment to love him. My tongue flicked around his cock. I nursed on him with all that I had. My cheeks hollowed with the sour delight of Unthaa’s asshole.

Drool ran down my chin as my boobs burned. Those twenty clamping mouths—ten per tit—hurt so wonderfully. I was such a pain slut. I savored every last second of it. My cheeks hollowed with my passion. I suckled on him with all that I had.

“Shit, that’s good. That’s so good. You know that?” He grinned at me. “My little whore. My fucking slut. Yes, yes, you want me to degrade you!”

I moaned around his cock.

“Use you as my fucktoy!”

I nodded, my boobs bouncing. That made the clothespins hurt even more. Whatever he needed, I craved.

I suckled on his cock. I nursed with all that I had on that big dick. I swirled my tongue around that wonderful dick. His rod throbbed in my mouth. Drool dripped down my chin. I enjoyed this so much. The flavor of Unthaa’s asshole faded.

I flicked my tongue around his cock, the last sour flavor fading. Now it was just me enjoying blowing him. I nursed on him, enjoying that salty flavor of his precum. The preview for the delight that was to come.

I would get to gulp down all his spunk. I looked forward to that jizz pouring down my throat. I wanted to have it all filling my belly. I nursed on him with passion. It was so good to love him. He groaned, his cock throbbing.

“That’s it,” he snarled. “That’s fucking it. Keep sucking on me!”

I whimpered around his cock as I did just that. I loved his rod throbbing into my mouth. It was so good to suckle on him with all that I had. I worked my mouth up and down his cock. It was so wild to have him groaning as I did that.

“Shit!” he growled. “Shit, that’s good!”

I begged him to cum in me, my tits burning from the clothespins. My cunt clenched as I hungered for his cum. My tongue stroked around her frenulum. I knew that was the most sensitive part of his cock. I worshiped his dick.

I knew his shaft better than anything. I loved him so much. I was his slut-wife, his sister-whore, his soulmate.

“Shit!” he growled and erupted.

His cum spurted into my mouth. Joy washed through me that I had pleased my husband. I gulped down his incestuous spunk. The salty warmth melted down into my belly. I shuddered, my cunt clenching, burning for this mighty rod.

He grunted with each blast of his cum. He filled me up with his jizz. It was so good to have him erupting into my mouth. I gulped it all down. I loved that delight immensely. It was just so good to have all that cum pouring down my throat.

“Damn,” he groaned. “Damn, that’s so good!”

I moaned around his cock, agreeing with him. I loved this salty treat so much. It was so good to have his spunk pouring down my throat. I loved every drop of his spunk. He tasted so good. I gulped it all down. I reveled in every drop of that spunk melting to my belly.

“Yes,” he groaned, spurting that last blast of cum into my mouth. “Shit, that’s good, whore.”

I ripped my mouth off his cock and moaned, “It is, Zach! I love it!”

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I pushed her down onto her back. Her big boobs jiggled, pinched by the clothespins. Seeing them clipped on her tits was such an exciting sight. My dick was so ready to fuck her. I just had to ram into her hot flesh.

I dropped to my knees as she whimpered, “Pound me, Zach!”

“Such a slut,” I groaned, nuzzling my cock into her pussy.

“She is such a whore,” purred Nisha, her dark eyes burning with lust. She squeezed her heavy tits. “Fuck the little skank. She’s just a pain-slut.”

“My little pain-slut!” I growled, my cock nuzzling up and down her shaved snatch. I brushed her clit ring.

“Your pain-slut!” she moaned. “Fuck me, Zach! Fuck your wife!”

I buried my dick into her cunt. She squealed in delight as her hot flesh engulfed me. I had every inch of my rod in her. She groaned as I filled her up. It was just so hot to have that tight cunt around my dick. She gripped me with her hot flesh.

“Zach!” she moaned, her head tossing, her tits jiggling. The clothespins shifted. Those had to hurt her. “Yes, yes, I love having you in me!”

“Listen to that whore squeal like a sow,” Nisha said. “All she loves is being degraded. So degrade her. Use her.”

I growled out, “Yes!”

I pulled back my cock, my slut-wife’s incestuous cunt gripping my dick. She massaged me with her silky flesh. I buried back into her, driving to the hilt in her twat. She gasped as I did that, her thighs holding me tight.

I enjoyed that wonderful massage on my cock. She made my dick feel amazing. I pounded her cunt with all that I had. I buried into her with force. It was so good to fuck her like this. To bury into her with everything I had.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as I fucked her. I loved her squeezing her cunt down on my cock. “Oh, Zach! Fuck your slut-wife!”

“My sister-whore!” I groaned. “You just want to be used! Degrade!”

“Yes!” she howled, clamping her cunt down on me.

Nisha was right.

My thought form purred.

I pounded my sister-wife’s cunt. I rammed into her hot, taboo flesh over and over. I reveled in the heat of her. She gripped me with that hot twat. It was just incredible to have that wonderful snatch massaging my rod. It was just so incredible.

I savored that hot flesh around me. My nuts slapped into her taint. Her big boobs, pinched by the clothespins, bounced. She moaned, her golden nipple rings gleaming. She was so gorgeous. I was glad I didn’t ruin her with tattoos.

“Pity, she would be stunning,” Nisha said.

I ignored her and slammed into my wife’s cunt. She gripped me with that hot flesh. I hammered her, hurtling toward that moment when I would cum in her flesh. She felt so incredible about me. The pressure built and built at the tip of my rod.

My slut-wife gasped, her back arching. Her big tits heaved and rippled. She gasped, her pussy clamping down on me even harder. Pain flickered across her face. Pain and joy. I buried to the hilt in her twat.

“Yes!” she squealed and came.

Her whorish pussy writhed around my cock. I groaned at that silky embrace, savoring that wonderful delight as she plowed into my cunt. It was a wonderful sensation. She massaged my cock as I plowed to the hilt in her.

I erupted.

“Fuck!” I groaned.

“Oh, Zach!” she gasped in delight as I dumped my load into her pussy.

Her cunt writhed around my cock. She trembled as I flooded her pussy with my jizz. She rippled around me in such a spectacular way I enjoyed that amazing bliss. It was incredible to have that pleasure sweeping through me.

She rippled around my dick as I threw back my head and pumped my cum into my whore’s cunt. My sister-slut rippled around me as she squealed out her delight. My nuts emptied blast after blast of cum into her twat.

“My fucking whore!” I growled. “My cum-dumpster!”

“Yes!” she squealed as I erupted a final blast of cum into her cunt.

“Fuck, that was hot,” Moira moaned.

“Yes,” Sable groaned.

“Yeah,” I said, swaying and staring down at Susannah smiling at me. “I love you.”

She beamed at me, her pussy still spasming around me. I hadn’t meant to say that. It just… sighed out of me as I experienced the bliss of my orgasm. I felt so good. Nisha shook her head, though, disgust on her face.

“How can you love something as pathetic as her?” Nisha asked. “She is just your cum-dumpster. She’s worthless. You are a greater man who deserves something better than a pain-slut who is good for nothing but her holes and being eye candy.”

I wasn’t sure why I loved Susannah. Nisha was right. The sweet and innocent girl I had courted was gone. She had revealed herself to be far sluttier and even more wanton than I could imagine. And yet…

She was honest about it. Open. She was my cum-dumpster, and yet…

She was my wife. It made no sense.

“It should make sense,” Nisha said. “You’re confusing lust for love, that’s all. You’re strong. You have an iron will. Just push her out of your heart, and you will realize what she is. A prop to cling to your arm for the masses, nothing else.”

I pulled out of Susannah’s pussy. That truly was all she was for. She had no powers. No other worth. I couldn’t use her like I did her mother. Susannah had to remain all mine. No other man could touch my wife. Yes, she tied Sable to me, but I had her with even stronger bonds now.

So that left Susannah as the wholesome face of my public persona that hid all this debauchery.

“Just lie to her, and she’ll lap it up,” Nisha said.

I stared down at her, trembling, my cum pouring out of her pussy. She smiled at me.

“I love you,” I said and… it just wasn’t a lie.

“We’ll work on it,” said Nisha. “You must have no weakness. Love is a weapon your father will use against you. Harden your heart. They are all tools, even me. Women are just things to be used by a powerful man. By you.”

I smiled at that.

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Mary Black

I was deep in worried thoughts on the limo ride back to the house. We had left behind Unthaa to run her shop. Susannah was resting her head on Moira’s lap, my daughter-in-law’s breasts red with the clothespins. She wore a happy face. Sable played with her new platinum nipple piercings with the ruby caps.

My son treated Susannah so awfully. He had never been like that before. He loved her, and yet… He was acting so cold to her. He reminded me of his father. A shiver ran through me at how I was caught up in that man’s passion. He cared only for himself, and yet he had desired me.

Made me feel special. Wanted.

Even as he used me.

“You’re quiet,” Zach said, sliding down the bench to put his arm around me. I was naked in the back, a common occurrence. His hand rested on my pregnant belly. Just a start of a swell, but his child grew in me.

“Just shocked,” I said.

“I know,” he said, shaking his head. “A genie. What are the odds of that?”

“I know,” I said. I had to do something to understand what had changed in him. He had grown different from the explosions. It was subtle, but now… now I could not ignore it.

“I’m going to need you to help her with the style of suits she’ll make for me,” he said.

Enchanted suits to make him more appealing, and to protect him from danger.

“Of course,” I said then shuddered as he pulled me onto on his lap.

I trembled as I grabbed my son’s cock and pressed him through my bush to the folds of my pussy. My large tits swayed as I found the entrance to my bred twat. I sank down him, groaning at the incestuous thrill of having him back in me.

It was so glorious every time he filled up my pussy.

I felt so full with my son back in me. Back where he belonged. I sank all the way down him. His cock nuzzled into my cervix. Right against the entrance to the womb where he grew with Moira in my belly. I smiled at him.

I had to find away to help him. How?

“Mmm,” he groaned.

“I’ll have to shop to see the current styles,” I groaned, working my pussy up his cock. “Research what will work the best with you.”

“Of course,” he groaned as I plunge down him.

A thought popped into my head. There was something about Charles’s mother’s reaction to Nisha. She had been frightened of my son’s guardian angel. That was so odd, but he did listen to Nisha. She seemed to be encouraging his… domination.

“I could use someone who knows rich men’s styles,” I groaned, riding him slowly. Savoring his girth in me.

“Sable’s dad,” grunted Zach.

I grimaced. “That pig? I wouldn’t trust his style. How about Mrs. Swartzenburg’s soul? She knows the habits of the rich. The powerful. What to wear. What will make you excel.”

Anger flashed across his face. “She’s that bastard’s wife!”

“So am I.” I nuzzled my nose against his. “I bet she hates him, too. Let me borrow her.”

I kissed him.

Our lips melted together as I worked my pussy up and down his cock. He growled into my mouth, thrusting his tongue past my lips. I loved having him filling me up. It was just so good. I shuddered as I worked up and down him.

I savored the feel of his big dick in me. He felt incredible. I loved having my son’s dick in me. His hands gripped my rump. He squeezed my ass as I rode him. I plunged my cunt down his cock. I reveled in the heat of him. It was just a wonderful delight. A hot treat to have him in me. I groaned, savoring his big dick in me. It was just so wonderful. So amazing. I would have a huge climax on him. It would be passionate. I could not wait to explode on him.

He groaned as I rode him hard and fast. I plunged my cunt down him and slid back up him. My pussy held him tight. He savored what I did to him as massaged his cock with my pussy. My pregnant twat pleasured my son.

He broke the kiss and growled, “Damn, Mom!”

“Yeah, ride him, Mom!” Moira squealed.

“Mmm, yes, Mommy,” my daughter-in-law purred. “It’s so beautiful watching a mother ride her son’s cock.”

“So fucking hot!” Sable hissed. “Slut!”

“Yes, Mistress,” my daughter-in-law moaned.

“Such a fucking whore,” growled my son, and I knew who he meant. “All your mouth is good for is pleasuring us.”

“Yes, Zach!” Susannah said with absolute sincerity.

It was so troubling. She was not just a thing to be used. She was his wife. He should treat her with respect. I had to find out what happened to my son. I squeezed my cunt down on his cock. I would change him. Fix him.

I would have my old son back.

“Damn, Mom!” he groaned as I rode him faster and fast. I plunged my cunt down his cock and slid up him. It felt so good. I loved every second of it. “That’s so good!”

“It is!” I whimpered and plunged down him.

I rode him hard and fast. I churned him up with such delight. It was just so good to ride him. I savored every last second of that wonderful cock in me. I trembled, my boobs bouncing and heaving. It was so good to ride him.

I whimpered, my eyes rolling back in my head. I shuddered at the heat. The incestuous bliss built and built in me. I hurtled toward that moment when I would cum. I plunged down him. I loved that big dick in me. I trembled, about to erupt.

“Shit, Mom!” he growled. “Yes!”

He exploded in me.

His cock erupted into my pussy.

I loved all that cum flooding my snatch. My son’s incestuous seed flooded my pussy. This glorious cock had already bred me. I celebrated that fact, my mind drowning in my ecstasy. It swept through me as I milked him.

“Oh, my son’s passion!” I moaned.

“Mom!” he growled and kissed me.

His hands kneaded my ass as he dumped his cum into my pussy. He flooded me with all that jizz. It was so amazing to have that spunk spurting into my flesh. It was just incredible. I reveled in every second of that delight.

He filled me up again and again. It was incredible to have all that ecstasy sweeping through me. My body trembled, my boobs jiggling as I loved what he did to me. He drove me wild. He was just so amazing as he filled me up with his cum.

I was so happy to have that jizz in me.

He groaned into my lips as he erupted one last time into my pussy. I shuddered, savoring having all that jizz in me. It was such a wondrous moment. I shuddered in delight, a big smile on my lips. I was just so happy to have all this heat in me. I sighed as my pussy rippled around my son’s cock one last time.

“Fine,” said Zach. “You can have her.”

Chapter Twelve

Mary Black

I shuddered at his words, his cock twitching in pussy. “Thank you. She’ll be a big boon to make you as sharp as possible.”

And to figure out what had happened to my son.

Zach closed his eyes. A shadow rose out of him. A shade of a blonde woman my daughter had misguidedly murdered only for the poor woman’s body to be possessed by that awful demon, Ashtaroth. Things had gone so wrong since that explosion.

Even as they had gone so right. It was perverse.

“Mrs. Swartzenburg, you will help my mother in her shopping,” Zach said and pressed the shade toward me. I shuddered as I felt her connecting with my soul in the way that Agent Donna Preston was bonded with Madison, Susannah’s mother.

“Bond with her,” Zach said. “Have her devour your pussy.”

“Of course,” I said and climbed off her. “You’re going to be such a big boon to me, Mrs. Swartzenburg.”

“Eleanor,” she said and glanced nervously to her right then shot away.

Yes, there was something she could see that none of the rest could. Only Zach. He was already staring there, nodding to something Nisha said. I just spread my legs and did not think about it. I could not broach the subject anywhere near my son.

Eleanor sank to my knees. She was a beautiful creature, ethereal and breathtaking. Our bastard of a husband had good taste in women. She licked her lips before burying her face into my thick, black bush to lick my pussy.

I groaned at the shade’s tongue licking me. She lapped at me with all that she had. It was so good to feel her doing that. I trembled as she flicked her tongue through my folds. It was an incredible delight. I arched my back, my heart pounding in my chest.

She feasted on me with hunger. She stroked her tongue through my folds. A big smile spread on my lips. I shuddered, loving the feel of her licking my son’s seed out of my cunt. She stroked through my hot flesh. It was an awesome moment.

I shuddered in delight at it. I savored the way she licked at me. It was a fabulous treat. I arched my back, savoring this wonderful delight. She would make me cum. It would be a fabulous delight to have all that pleasure exploding out of me.

“Oh, my, yes,” I groaned. “Mmm, that’s good. That’s so good. You’re driving me wild with that hot tongue.”

I bet I was. I was having so much fun licking at her. I tongued her with passion. It was a delight to have her lapping at me. My eyes rolled back in my head. She probed into my pussy to devour me, purring as she did.

“Oh, Mary,” she moaned.

“Eleanor,” I groaned, my head tossing.

They all watched me as the shade of my husband’s other wife devoured me. We were both, in a way, cuckolding Lewis or Charles or whatever that bastard’s name was. I quivered, loving her tongue stroking over my flesh. She felt incredible.

It was a true delight to have that hot tongue flicking through my folds. I groaned and shuddered at the delight. She stroked through my wonderful flesh. It was exciting. I would have an amazing orgasm. I would just burst with delight.

“Every last drop,” she moaned and flicked her tongue around in me.

“Yes,” I groaned, rising toward my orgasm.

I shuddered as her tongue flicked around in me. She felt so good. I whimpered, my head tossing back and forth as she danced around in me. Then she stroked up to my clit. I gasped as she brushed my bud. My boobs bounced

I tossed my head as I loved that bliss. It was so good to have her tonguing me like that. I whimpered, rising toward that moment when I would burst. It was so amazing. I hurtled closer and closer to that moment of cumming.

“Shit!” I gasped as she suckled on my clit. “Oh, shit, that’s it! Yes!”

I detonated.

My pussy juices gushed out of my cunt. I flooded her mouth with my spunk. The heat rushed through me. It was just incredible to have all that pleasure sweeping through my body. I shuddered, drowning the shade.

She licked up my passion. She tongued me with her own delight. It was good. I felt bonded with her. She would be my ally to figure out what to do about Ashtaroth. I quivered through the ecstasy. It was a rush.

Just a pure delight.

“Oh, yes,” I groaned, my thighs gripping her head. I panted, my orgasm dying away into trembles of bliss. I sucked in deep breaths.

“Thank you,” I moaned. “Oh, tomorrow, we’ll go shopping.”

“Of course,” said Eleanor. Then she sort of melded into my body. Into my soul. I felt her in there, almost hugging me. It was such a wondrous delight to feel.

Tomorrow, I would get some answers.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Mom snuggled up to me as Moira watched me. She wore this hot smile on her lips. I grinned at her, nodding. My pregnant sister rose. She rubbed at her belly. Nisha watched but had nothing to say right now. I pondered her words about Susannah.

Moira turned around and gripped my cock. She bent over, almost thrusting her ass in my face. She lowered down to me and pressed my cock into her butt-crack. Right against her asshole. My sister giggled in delight.

“Mmm, let’s do some anal riding, what do you say, big brother!” she asked.

“Whatever you want,” he said.

She pressed her asshole down on my cock. She felt incredible. I loved the way her anal ring pressed on her. She shuddered and glanced back at me. She winked at me as her asshole pushed on me. I loved it.

I hugged Moira as Nisha said, “Your mother carries your daughter, but Moira… She carries your son. That is powerful.”

I grinned at that as my dick throbbed as her anal ring stretched and stretched to take my cock. I groaned as her backdoor opened wide and took me. I groaned as she swallowed my asshole. It was such a great moment.

She sank down my cock. She moaned as she went lower and lower. It was just an awesome moment to feel her sinking down my cock. I loved that heat. It was a beautiful thing to have my sister’s bowels devouring my cock.

“Damn,” I groaned.

“Mmm,” she purred.

“That’s so good,” I panted as she bottomed out on me.

My hand rubbed over her stomach. My son grew in her belly. She leaned back against me. Her asshole clamped down on my cock. It was such a powerful sensation. I loved it. I savored the feel of her around me. She felt incredible.

She slid up me, her bowels massaging my cock. I groaned with passion as she massaged me. It was just an incredible rush. She held me tight as she plunged back down me. I groaned with the heat of her bowels massaging my cock.

“Soon,” Nisha said, “soon we must prepare for the ritual with Moira. Do not tell her. She does not know this magic. She will only interfere. I know it.”

“Yeah?” I groaned. “Damn, okay.”

“What?” Moira asked.

“Just love that fucking asshole riding my cock,” I groaned. “Work it up and down me!”

Moira giggled and squeezed her asshole. She massaged me with her amazing bowels. I loved the feel of her around me. She climbed up me and pressed back down me. It was just incredible to feel her doing that to me.

I groaned in delight as she took me to the hilt. It was just fabulous to have all of her asshole plunging down me. I groaned with the delight of this moment. She rode me. She massaged me with her bowels. It was incredible to have her massaging me like that.

I loved every last second of her working that tight asshole up and down my dick. She massaged me with all that she had. I groaned, savoring that heat. She felt incredible around me. She worked up and down me.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that’s good!”

“It is!” she moaned as I held her stomach. Her womb. My son.

“Powerful,” Nisha purred.

The heat massaged my cock. It felt incredible. I loved every second of it. I savored that heat building and building in me. It was just a wonderful delight. I rose toward that moment when I would explode in her.

Just cum in her hard.

I would erupt into her. Just flood her with my jizz. I loved my sister’s bowels massaging me. She felt so perfect around my cock. It was just a perfect treat to have her massaging me with that amazing flesh. I would explode.

“Shit, that’s good,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that’s amazing. Fuck, that’s good. I love it. Love that asshole!”

“It’s perfect!” Moira squealed.

Her tight asshole massaged my cock. She slid up and down me, bringing me closer and closer to erupting. It was just incredible to have her doing that. I loved it so much. I savored it. She gripped me. Her bowels drove me wild.

She brought me closer and closer to that moment when I would cum. I savored the way she plunged her asshole down my cock. She gripped me and slid back up me. It was just awesome. I would erupt into her.

“Oh, damn, that’s so good,” I groaned. “Keep working it!”

“Mmm,” she purred as I slid my hand down her belly, feeling just the start of her pregnant curve, and found the folds of her pussy.

I massaged her clit. I stroked her bud. I enjoyed that delight. I diddled her as she worked her asshole up and down my cock. She moaned, her dyed-purple hair swaying before my face. She squeezed her bowels down on me, the pressure swelling.

She plunged her anal sheath down my cock. She took me to the hilt. I groaned at that. My dick throbbed in her bowels. She shuddered, squirming on me. I rubbed hard at her clit. Her back arched as she squealed out in delight.

“Big brother!”

Her asshole convulsed around my cock.

I loved the way her bowels spasmed around me. They rippled and writhed around me. It was an incredible moment. The heat swept through me as my nuts tightened. I hurtled toward that amazing moment of climaxing.

“Cum in me, big brother!” my sister squealed, her anal sheath writhing around me.

“Fuck!” I roared and exploded into her bowels.

I flooded my sister’s asshole with my cum. The heat swept through me. I grunted with each eruption. She whimpered, her anal sheath writhing around my dick. I spurted over and over into her hot flesh.

“Shit!” I growled. “Oh, shit, that’s good!”

“So good!” she moaned, her asshole writhing around me. “Big brother!”

I rubbed at her pussy, her juices soaking my digits, as I came in her asshole. I filled her bowels with my cum. I erupted into her over and over again, the heat sweeping through me. It was just a fantastic treat.

I groaned at the heat washing through me. A hot ripple swept through my body. I shuddered, my heart spasming. It was delicious to have all that heat sweeping through me. A big smile spread on my cheeks. It was perfect.

“Damn,” I groaned as I heard gates opening.

We had arrived at the mansion.

My sister squirmed on me, my cum spurting one last time into her asshole. We drove up the driveway, the cops already parking their cars. the gates closed. My compound was secure. The doors to the mansion opened and two maids stepped out, Alanna and Cosette.

The limo pulled up before them as Moira climbed off my cock.

Alanna opened the door, the brunette daughter of my high priest curtsying. “Master.”

I rose and motioned to my cock, stepping to the side.

“Of course, Master,” the fourteen-year-old maid said. She dropped to her knees in her slutty outfit and opened her mouth wide. Her mother was a fervent supporter of me and so proud her daughter served as my maid.

“Damn, that’s good,” I groaned as she worked her mouth off my cock. Moira, Mom, Sable, and Susannah stepped out. They all headed inside. “Just suck that cock.”

Mom glanced back at me.

I winked at her.

“Yes, yes, we need the basement to be the ritual site,” purred Nisha. “That will work perfectly. You’ll need help. Alanna will suffice. She has faith in you.”

“I’ll need your help,” I groaned to the slut sucking on my cock. “Oh, yes, I’ll need lots of your help.”

She moaned around me. She suckled on my cock with all her passion. She buffed me clean. I savored the heat. Ms. Denise watched along with some of my cops. They were all gorgeous women dedicated to protecting me.

I savored that hot mouth working up and down me It was just such an exciting moment. She suckled on me with all that she h had. I groaned at the force of her nursing. She flicked her tongue around my rod, polishing me.

“Yes,” I groaned as she nursed on me. “Just like that!”

She purred around my cock. It was delicious to have her suckling on me. I savored that passion as she worked that hot mouth up and down my dick. She suckled with passion. A shiver ran through me. I loved every second of it.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Damn, that’s it.”

The slut nursed on me with all her might. She had such passion. I savored every inch of that mouth working up and down me. It was an incredible rush. She drove me wild. I rose toward that wonderful moment of bliss.

“Yes, yes, just like that,” I groaned. “Polish my pole!”

Alanna stared up at me with such heat in her eyes. Ms. Denise watched. The chauffeur had a burning gleam. I winked at her as the maid worked that hot mouth up and down me. She suckled me off with such passion.

I had to fuck her, too.

I just had to pound her.

That idea burned in me as she brought me closer and closer to erupting. I groaned, the pressure in my nuts swelling as she worshiped me. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was a beautiful thing. I rose toward my climax.

I hurtled closer and closer to that moment of delight. I loved how she suckled on me. It was a beautiful thing. My dick throbbed in her mouth. I shuddered as she suckled on me. She flicked her tongue around my crown.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Oh, shit, that’s it. Yes!”

I erupted.

My nuts unloaded into my maid’s mouth. Nisha nodded, glancing at Ms. Denise in her sexy chauffeur’s outfit. The cap. The low-cut top and short tie. Her skirt. I stared at the whore as I dumped my load into Alanna’s mouth.

“Bend over,” I growled at Ms. Denise.

“Yes, yes, fuck her, then send her shopping for supplies,” Nisha purred.

I grunted, pumping my load into Alanna’s mouth. The maid swallowed all my jizz. She was so good at it. The heat swept through me as I dumped the last of my spunk into her mouth. I felt so good as Ms. Denise bent over the hood of the limo. She thrust out her rump at me.

Sable had dominated her and turned her into a sex slave before I had ever even recruited my dominatrix. I loved it. I ripped my cock out of Alanna’s mouth and stalked over to Ms. Denise. She quivered. It was a warm enough day. Brisk. Exhilarating.

Alanna followed me, standing close to serve me as I flipped up Ms. Denise’s skirt. She had a shaved cunt, of course. Sable liked her slut’s bald. I loved the chauffeur’s blonde ponytail, too. It was a delicious addition.

I grabbed it and thrust my cock into her cunt.

“Master!” Ms. Denise moaned.

“Use her, Master,” Alanna moaned, licking her lips.

“Yes,” Ms. Denise moaned, bent over the hood of her vehicle.

I savored her hot, tight cunt around my cock. She felt just perfect. I pumped away at her, reveling in that twat around my dick. She groaned as I rammed into her cunt. Again and again. I fucked her hard and fast.

It was beautiful. Delicious.

I fucked her cunt, reveling in her hot pussy around me.

“Oh, Master!” she moaned.

“Fuck her so hard,” Alanna whimpered, trembling beside me.

I winked at her as I pounded the slut hard and fast. I buried into her hot flesh. It was just incredible to have this happening. I savored the delight as I pounded her cunt with force. Her pussy gripped me. She massaged me with her twat.

I loved every second of it. I savored that silky twat. My nuts tightened as I pounded her. The need to cum in Ms. Denise’s pussy increased with my every thrust into her. She clamped down on me, swelling my ache.

“Oh, dump your cum into my cunt!” Ms. Denise moaned.

“That’s all your good for!” I growled. “Driving me about and being used as my cum-dumpster!”

“Yes!” she moaned just like Susannah.

Nisha purred beside me, watching.

I slammed into that hot pussy, the pressure in my nuts hurtling toward the bursting point. I just needed a few more strokes, and I would be dumping my load into her. I savored every second of fucking that hot twat.

“Fuck!” I growled and erupted into her pussy.

I flooded her cunt with my jizz. She squealed and joined me in cumming, her pussy spasming around my dick. Her hot twat rippled around me while she moaned. I gripped her ponytail as I used her cunt.

I used Susannah’s cunt, and yet… I loved her while this whore meant nothing to me. How were they different?

They weren’t.

“Fuck!” I groaned, spurting more and more blasts of my cum into the slut’s snatch. I dumped my load into her hole. She rippled around me, massaging me with that wonderful delight. I savored every second of that heat. It was so good to have her spasming around me.

She milked my cock. I groaned, spurting more and more blasts of my jizz into her snatch. It was just a wonderful treat. I was so happy about it. Just so glad to have all that ecstasy rushing through me. I felt dizzy with this joy.

It was a beautiful thing.

A wonderful moment to have all that pleasure rushing through me. I groaned, dizzy with my passions. It was just so wondrous. I panted. She was a whore. Susannah was one, too. So was Alanna. The cops who guarded me. Cosette. Mrs. Augustine.

Just whores to be used, not to be loved.

“That’s right,” Nisha purred. “That is right. Now, this is what Ms. Denise has to buy. She should write this down.”

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Mary Black

The next day, I headed downstairs. Zach was busy in the dungeon. The mats that normally lined the floor had been brought up. I don’t think Sable was happy about it, but she said not a peep. Waiting for me was the new maid, Lizzie.

The blonde smiled at me. “Mrs. Black, I’m going to be your driver and attendant.”

“How nice,” I said. “I can drive, though. I have my own car.”

“Sable believes you should take her mother’s BMW S-Series.” She held out the keys. “Shall we?”

I nodded. It was time to get to the bottom of my son’s behavior. Something had gone very wrong.

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Charles Swartzenburg II

I watched Zach’s mother leave with my mother’s soul. I had nudged Lizzie to volunteer for this job through my spell to her. I smiled. This was my chance.

I headed back to my body to dispatch my deputies to seize her. I would have my mother back in her body today.

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