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Chapter Thirteen

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I worked with my maid Alanna to make the magical circle.

It was a tedious process.

I used a cement saw to cut grooves into the floor. I followed lines that I had snapped in place with a chalk plum line and the circle drawn in marker with a string compass. I worked slowly, breathing through a mask on my face to keep out the dust.

I had the cops keeping anyone from coming down into Sable’s dungeon so I could make the magic circle. Nisha oversaw it. I trusted her. She knew what I needed to do. Alanna was cleaning up the mess, a mask over her face, too.

In the corner of the room was a furnace for melting metals and a lot of gold to fill the magic circle, a pentagram, that I made. It would be ready in a few more hours. It was good to be able to work with my hands again.

I used to around the trailer, fixing things.

Simpler times before I embarked on this plan.

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Ashtoreth

The circle was perfect. He heated the gold.

Here, he would sacrifice the unborn son that Moira carried in her womb. Such a crime dedicated to me would forever bind Zach to me. He would be my slave forever. The perfect instrument that would allow me to topple Moloch’s pawn.

To usurp that bloodthirsty god.

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Maria Black

Lizzie drove the borrowed BMW while I sat in the backseat with the shade of Eleanor Swartzenburg, the woman who also married my husband. His other wife. The mother of his other son. She had lived the life of his riches while I had to struggle to scrap by raising his two children.

I put my arm around the shade. She was translucent, her soul bound to my son and on loan. Ostentatiously, she was with me to help me choose the appropriate style of suits for my son to wear since she came from wealth. His new genie would make the suits, enchanting them to make him more charismatic and appealing to the masses.

To the people he needed to save.

That wasn’t the real reason, though. I glanced at Lizzie driving up front. She was the new maid, here to assist me. I wanted to come alone, but I had no good excuse not to have her along. I could not arouse my son’s suspicion. He was acting so strangely.

The things he said to Savannah, his wife, were disturbing. Degrading. It wasn’t like him.

“What has you so afraid of Nisha?” I whispered to Eleanor.

The shade glanced at me and swallowed. Her eyes flicked to Lizzie who was driving and listening to some music. That modern stuff that just wasn’t great. The girl wasn’t paying attention. I wasn’t sure she could see the shade anyway.

“Nisha is?” she asked.

“The angel that advises my son,” I said. “You were glancing at something I couldn’t see. Where my son was looking at Nisha. Only he can see her, though you’re…”

“Dead.” Eleanor shuddered. “There was a presence there. She reminded me of Ashtaroth. That same… aura. I know it well. She possessed my body, my soul chained to it. I was trapped as she used my son for her own ends.”

A chill ran over my skin as my stomach sank. Ashtaroth? “Do you think Ashtaroth has replaced Nisha? During the explosion?”

Eleanor nodded. She was with us when the bomb went off, but I didn’t find her with the other souls in your son. The women Ashtaroth sacrificed along with the FBI agents caught in the blast. If your son is listening to Ashtaroth…” She shuddered. “That would be horrifying.”

I nodded, trembling. What could I do? Who could I tell?

Moira.

I had to talk to my daughter when I had a chance. I was out, though. I couldn’t arouse my son’s or Ashtoreth’s suspicion. If she had replaced Nisha, then my son was listening to a demon. He trusted Nisha like no other.

Instead of acting, I had to go shopping.

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Charles Swartzenburg II

I spent more time astral projecting since Lizzie left the prison. I could have replaced her with another woman, but I sensed my opportunity to act. I had to coordinate things. I followed the white BMW that held Zach’s mother.

And the shade of my mother.

Hearing that Ashtaroth had slipped her way into Zach’s confidence was terrifying. The way the demon treated me as her slave. The casual way she wielded fear as a weapon. My half-brother was an idiot for not noticing it.

It was frightening, but right now, I had to focus on saving my mother. Her soul was not bound with Zach’s mother. His pregnant mother. He had transgressed flesh and blood and bred her. That was a powerful thing to do.

The child of my enemy.

It was time to restore my mother to a body. All the pieces were out. I watched the car driving north to Seattle. They were heading to a high-end men’s store. A place where software executives shopped. Lots of tech companies operated out of Seattle. It was becoming a new Silicone Valley. Microsoft had always been here as had IBM, but now Amazon operated out of their own building in downtown.

My deputies who worked as prison guards at the jail were moving into place. Bubba Ducain had better not fail me. I just had to control my impatience. Even as a disembodied spirit, that was a difficult task.

The car drove north on I-5, approaching its destination.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

The circle was done, but now I had to bless the gold before it was melted. I had the pile of bullion before me. The dust had settled. I pulled off my mask and unzipped the front of my jumpsuit. Already, Alanna had stripped naked, her perky tits jiggling. She was fourteen, her brown hair spilling around her shoulders. She breathed slowly, her reddish nipples hard. Juices dripped from her shaved twat.

Didn’t she have a bush when she joined? I bet Sable had her shave her cunt.

“I have to bless the gold,” I said. “Jerk me off.”

“Yes, my Lord,” Alanna said, worship and love in her eyes. Her mother was my high priestess spreading my religion to the local churches. I showed up at the worship orgies, fucking the wives of the new converts. Every young man was paired off with a young woman and wedded. During the orgies, they swapped wives, fucking them all and sharing them to unite them.

Outside of the orgies, the young men and women dressed soberly. Acted properly. Examples to others their ages.

Alanna hugged me from behind. Her perky tits felt amazing against my back. I loved the sensation. She gripped my cock and stroked up and down me. I savored the silky caress of her palm. It was a wonderful thing to experience. She stroked up and down my cock. She massaged me with her wonderful hand, my nuts twitching.

It was a wonderful thing to experience. I smiled from ear to ear at her stroking hand. It was just a glorious treat to have her jerking me off. My nuts twitched in her hand. I groaned, enjoying what she did to me. I swayed there, the pressure growing in my nuts.

She stroked me faster, purring, “My Lord, bless the gold.”

“Mmm, yes,” Nisha purred, watching me. She kneaded her big groups. “Let that slut stroke your cock. She’s just another worthless whore. She’s good for nothing but pleasuring you. All women are only good for that. You’re a man. You dominate.”

I frowned at that. Women were good for more than just the pleasure of their bodies, but Alanna was just a sex slave. A thing to be used. Her hand felt amazing sliding up and down my cock. I groaned as she fisted me, her palm massaging the crown of my dick.

Pleasure shot down me. I savored that delight as she jerked me off. Her body pressed tight against me. Her nipples stiff. Her boobs soft. I savored every second of her hand working up and down me. She would make me cum.

Just spurt all my jizz across the gold. The pressure swelled in my nuts. The ache built at the tip of my dick. Her hand flew up and down it. She rubbed her cheek into my shoulder blades. I groaned, the pressure twitching in my nuts.

“Oh, my Lord, cum on the gold and bless it,” she moaned, stroking my cock. “Just jizz on it.”
I shuddered, savoring the grip of her hand.

“Just a whore like Susannah,” Nisha said. “Enjoy her. Savor her. Women are one of your rewards for being a great man.”

One of my rewards…

I savored my reward, enjoying that hand stroking up and down my cock. My nuts twitched with the force of her hand. She drove me wild with her hand. I grunted as she fisted me. I stared down at the gold, eager to cum on her.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it,” I groaned. “Fist me, whore.”

“Your whore, my Lord!” Alanna moaned with such dewy delight.

“Such a slut,” cooed Nisha.

I nodded, the hand stroking to the crown of my cock. The pressure burst.

I erupted.

My cum splattered the gold. The pleasure slammed through me. Stars flashed across my eyes. I loved this delight. It was so good to have all that ecstasy shooting through me. I splattered the gold with my jizz.

I loved painting the gold with my cum. Heat shot through me. It was incredible to have all that ecstasy washing through me. My heart pounded in my chest as I jizzed on them. It was an incredible moment.

“Fuck!” I groaned, painting the gold in my seed. My jizz ran over the precious metal.

Nisha shuddered and nodded as I erupted again and again. That sweet hand milked my cock. Alanna held me tight, squeezing out all the cum. The jizz dropped on it. I shuddered as the first stage of the blessing was done.

“Straddle the gold, slut,” I growled.

“Yes, Master!” gasped Alanna. She released my cock and darted around me. She licked my jizz off the back of her hand as she knelt over the gold, straddling it. She bent over, her pale ass begging to be spanked. To be reddened.

I resisted that urge and dropped to my knees behind her. I slapped my cock down on her rump and slid down to her pussy. Her silky pussy lips rubbed on the crown of my cock. I thrust into her pussy and buried deep into her twat.

“Master!” she gasped, her silky snatch welcoming me into her depths. “My Lord!”

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s good!”

“Uh-huh,” she nodded, her pussy squeezing around my cock. She wiggled her hips from side to side, stirring me up. “Oh, fuck me hard, Master!”

I gripped her hips and drew back. I groaned, enjoying her silky snatch. I enjoyed that wonderful delight. I buried back into her twat. She moaned, her head tossing. Her spankable ass jiggling. I loved the heat of her twat.

Of her pussy. She was just a cum-dumpster.

A worthless slut.

But wasn’t her pussy worth something? Wasn’t the pleasure she gave me worth something amazing? She sold me her soul. She devoted herself to me. That wasn’t worthless.

“Fuck that worthless whore and dump your load in her hole!” Nisha moaned, her eyes burning hot. “Bless the gold!”

“Yes!” I groaned, fucking that cunt hard. Maybe Nisha was right. Maybe women were just worthless. They submitted to me without any resistance.

Allowed me to use them. Abuse them. Drench them in cum. Humiliate them. Even Sable.

I slammed hard into Alanna’s pussy, the slut moaning like a whore. She was glad to be my living fucktoy. A cock-sleeve that massaged my cock with her twat. That hungry hole between her thighs. I stuffed my dick into her again and again.

She squeezed her pussy down on me. I loved every thrust into her cunt.

I reveled in it.

She moaned and gasped as I fucked her hard. Her passion echoed through the room. I pounded her cunt with force. It was so good to fuck her. To pound into her cunt with all that I had. It was just incredible to fuck her hard.

I loved that delight. I pumped away at her. I buried into her cunt with all that I had. It was just so good to fuck her. I enjoyed the feel of her cunt squeezing down on me. It was just incredible to pound her twat. She gripped my dick.

Massaged me with that hot cunt.

“Master! Master!” she moaned. “Use my pussy!”

“Fucking whore, this is all your good for!” I snarled.

“Yes!” she squealed in complete agreement, clamping her cunt down on me. “I’m your fuck-slave! Your living sex toy, Master! Use me! Oh, yes, yes, use me! I love you!”

“How pathetic is that love if she just wants to be degenerated,” cooed Nisha.

“Uh-huh,” I grunted, rising toward my orgasm.

I slammed into her cunt. The slut’s pussy clamped down hard on me. She massaged me with that silky flesh. I hurtled toward my orgasm. I pounded her with all that I had. She gripped me with that wonderful heat.

It was incredible being in her cunt. I slammed to the hilt in her snatch with all that I had. I fucked her hard and fast. She whimpered, her hips wiggling from side to side. I pounded her with all that I had. She gasped out in delight.

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

“Master! Cum in me!”

“Yes!” I growled, burying into her cunt.

I erupted.

My cum flooded her pussy. Pleasure slammed through me every time I spurted into her spasming snatch. She moaned, her head tossing. Her brown hair flew as she milked me with that hot cunt. I loved the feel of her flesh rippling around me.

I grunted with the heat of this moment. I dumped my load into her cunt. I filled her up with my jizz. It was just a fantastic moment. Rapture slammed through me with each eruption. Stars flashed across my eyes.

“Fuck!” I groaned and erupted one last time into her pussy. “Bless the gold with the jizz and cream!”

“Yes, Master!” she moaned.

I ripped my cock out of her pussy. She groaned, squatting over the gold. Cum dripped out of her pussy and out onto the precious metal. I nodded as she whimpered, her cute rump clenching and relaxing. The jizz splattered it mixed with her pussy juices.

“One more step,” Nisha purred. “Fuck her in the ass!”

I pressed my pussy-soaked dick into her butt-crack. I nuzzled it right against her anal ring. I pushed on her backdoor. She groaned as I thrust against her. She whimpered as her asshole widened and widened to take me.

“Oh, Master,” she moaned, my cum dripping out of her cunt onto the gold. “Mmm, that’s so good. I… I… Yes!”

My cock popped into her bowels.

“Master!”

I sank into her anal sheath. Her velvety bowels massaged my cock. I went deeper and deeper into her flesh. It was such a wonderful moment to sink into her flesh. I bottomed out in her. I groaned at that heat. My cock throbbed in her bowels. She wiggled her hips and stirred herself around my cock.
It was a beautiful moment to use the fucktoy maid.

I pounded her anal sheath hard, her butt-cheeks rippling. Her velvety flesh gripped me. I loved the difference in textures. Alanna wiggled her hips, stirring her hot flesh around me. She moaned her delight as I pounded her.

I slid my hands around her body. I had to make her pussy squirt now. I slid down her pelvis, across her shaved pubic mound, and reached the wet folds of her cunt. I diddled her clit. She squealed, clamping her bowels down on my dick.

“Oh, yes, yes, Master!” she gasped, my finger dancing over her clit.

“Worthless slut!” I grunted.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she howled, her bowels massaging my dick.

I rubbed at her bud. Mu fingers danced over her clit as she squirmed there. I pounded her anal sheath. I fucked her hard and fast. I thrust to the hilt in her hot flesh. I loved every second of fucking her while Nisha watched. She stared on with her hungry eyes.

I enjoyed her staring at me like that. It was just so hot to have her massaging my cock with her bowels. I hammered her with powerful storks, my nuts slapping into her taint. I rose toward that moment when I could cum in her.

I could not wait to flood her with my jizz while she gushed her juices on the gold.

I rubbed hard at her clit. She gasped, her head tossing. Her juices dripped down my fingers, the air brimming with the spicy aroma of her cunt. I breathed in her musk as I hammered her asshole. My nuts slapped into her taint.

“I’m going to cum, Master!” she gasped. “Yes, yes, I’m going to cum from being a worthless whore being used by you!”

“That’s fucking right!” I growled and rubbed hard at her clit, my cock burying into her asshole.

“Master!” she squealed. “I love serving you!”

Her asshole convulsed around my cock.

I groaned at the heat of her cunt. Her juices gushed out and splashed on the gold. I slammed into her anal sheath, her hot flesh writhing around me. I hurtled toward that moment of cumming as Nisha leaned over to me.

“Say, ‘Goddess of Fertility and War,’” she whispered, “’Queen of the Sacred Pole, bless this gold for your rites.’”

“Goddess of Fertility and War, Queen of the Sacred Pole, bless this gold for your rites!” I roared without thought and came in my slut’s asshole.

Power shot out of my cock.

“Master!” gasped Alanna, bolting like she had been shocked.

Her asshole spasmed around my cock as she trembled. More juices splashed on the gold. Energy hummed through the air. I shuddered, spurting my jizz into her bowels. Her anal sheath writhed around me, milking out every drop of cum.

Stars twinkled before my eyes. I grunted, savoring that heat. It was just so good to have it rushing through me. Stars flashed across my vision. It was just so wild. I grunted with each spurt of cum that I fired into her asshole.

“Oh, Master!” she moaned as I erupted one last time into her bowels.

“Yes,” I panted, the gold blessed.

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Ashtaroth

He had blessed it in my name.

I shuddered, loving the old ways. This was perfect.

He ripped his cock out of the slut’s asshole and rose. She panted and crawled forward. He pulled on the jumpsuit once more as she did the same. He moved the furnace and its crucible, turning it on. He started placing the gold dripping in cum and pussy cream into the container.

It was blessed.

I watched it melt slowly. He covered it, the heat radiating off of it. He grabbed heavy gloves and tongs. He had to be careful. Alanna watched from the corner as he checked the gold. It melted so easy. Propane furnaces were so fascinating. Burning gas.

This modern world has so many marvels.

Finally, he poured the gold into the mold on the floor, moving slowly. It flowed into the cracks. He drew it around the circle and the lines, the gold cooling. He grunted, sweat pouring down his face. The temperature climbed in the room.

Finally, he finished it.

Now it had to cool and set. Then it would be ready for the ritual. He would sacrifice his child to me without realizing what he was doing. He would just follow my commands. Once he had committed that crime, he would not flinch at anything else.

He hungered for power too much to let a guilty conscience affect him.

I would lead him into acts of blood and lust. I pictured it, remembering the rites held on the high places where blood-splattered celebrants writhed in orgiastic lust in my name. I spread my arms wide, reveling in the moment.

I was so close to owning his soul.

Chapter Fourteen

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I headed upstairs, Alanna trailing behind me. I found Sable and Moira staring with curiosity at the door to the basement, the two cops at guard around it. Susannah lay on her back. She was covered in clothespins. Her tits. Her belly. Her thighs. Even her pussy lips.

She looked to be in pain and loved it.

“What have you done with my dungeon?” demanded Sable. “I heard the saws.”

“Just installed a magic circle,” I said. “The mats can cover it up when you play.”

“A magic circle,” Moira said. She pouted. “Without me? I’m hurt.”

I put my hand on her belly. “It’s to bless your baby. Nisha told me about it.”

Moira grinned. “Truly. That sounds hot. Mmm, are there any rites to be performed?”

Women were just things to be used. My cock throbbed. “I have a dirty dick that needs to be sucked clean.”

My sister smiled from ear to ear.

She dropped to her knees, opened her mouth, and swallowed my cock.

I groaned as she did that. She slid her lips over my rod with such passion. It was an incredible delight to have her nursing on me. She swirled her tongue over my cock. The pleasure swept through me as she did that. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. She nursed on me with that amazing mouth.

I loved what she did to me. She suckled on me with passion. It was an incredible rush to have her sliding her lips up and down my dirty dick. Sable stared at me before grabbing Susannah by her blonde hair and yanked my wife to her knees.

“Oh!” gasped Susannah, her big tits bouncing, the clothespins clattering together. She looked to be in pain. Rapturous pain. “Yes!”

Sable shoved my wife’s face into her pussy. The dominating Sable stared at me as she ground her cunt on my wife’s face, using Susannah as a thing. An object. A fucktoy like I used Alanna. Susannah loved it.

“And you love her,” Nisha said, mockingly.

Shame ran through me. I did love Susannah, but…

She let herself be used. She gloried in being a whore. She used to be so pure and wholesome, but she had been corrupted so easily. Made worthless by selling herself to Sable. To me. My dick throbbed in my mouth as I stared at Susannah’s butt-cheeks.

My sister suckled on me. She nursed hard on me with that mouth. It was good. I groaned, enjoying the way she worked her lips up and down my cock. She polished my pole with all that she had. It was just incredible to have her polishing my pole.

“Once the gold is cooled, we’ll perform the rite,” I said.

Moira squealed around my cock, sucking so hard on me.

Nisha smiled. “She will thank you for the power it gives her, too.”

I smiled at that. My sister craved power, too. She just didn’t need to be the one in charge. Like Sable.

Sable shuddered, her round tits jiggling. Her platinum nipple piercings gleamed in the delight. She smeared her hot flesh on my wife’s face. She used Susannah who moaned her delight. My wife wiggled her rump, feasting on that pussy

I loved the sight. I savored it as I enjoyed that hot mouth sucking on my cock. My twin sister put her all into nursing on me. It was just a gorgeous moment. I groaned, rising toward that moment when I would cum in my sister’s mouth.

She wanted my jizz. She danced her tongue around me. It was a fabulous moment to feel her suckling on me like that. It was fabulous to have her working that delicious mouth up and down my cock. I groaned, savoring the heat of this moment.

“Shit,” I groaned. “That’s good. That’s just good. Shit!”

She moaned around my dick. She flicked her tongue around my cock. She polished my pole with her hot mouth. She put her all into it, not caring that she was acting like a whore. I loved it. I savored that delight. The need to cum swelled in me.

I rushed toward that moment when I would cum. I would just flood her mouth with my spunk. I groaned, rising toward that amazing moment when I would cum. I would flood her with my jizz. It would be spectacular.

“Damn, suck that dick, Moira!” I groaned.

She winked at me.

“Lick my cunt,” hissed Sable. “That’s it, you lezzie whore. Put that tongue to good use. Yes, yes, just like that. Oh, you’re going to drown in pussy cream. Yes, you are, slut!”

“Drown her,” I growled, my cock throbbing. “Fuck!”

I erupted into my twin sister’s mouth.

I flooded her with my spunk. The pleasure shot through me. I grunted with each burst of cum that shot from me. The ecstasy swept through my body. I groaned, erupting over and over. The ecstasy slammed through me.

I threw back my head, dumping my load of cum into her mouth. It was just so good to have all that spunk spurting into her mouth. I loved the heat of it. The ecstasy shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I filled her mouth up with my spunk.

She gulped it down. She swallowed my jizz.

“Dirty whore!” Sable hissed. “Yes!”

She came on Susannah’s mouth.

“Fucking cunt-lapping bitch! Lick up my cream!”

“Mistress,” Susannah moaned with throaty passion.

Sable’s round tits bounced as she came on Susannah’s mouth. She drowned her with pussy cream. It was so hot to hear. I loved the sounds. I grunted, spurting into her mouth over and over again. I filled her up with my spunk.

I erupted again and again, the heat slamming through me. I groaned with each blast of cum that shot from my cock. It was just so good to have all that ecstasy rushing through me. I groaned, enjoying this delight so much.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Sable hissed.

I erupted one last time into my sister’s mouth. I panted, Moira nursing on my cock. She suckled out all the cum from my nuts. It felt so good to have her doing that. I shuddered as she loved my cock, her eyes sparkling.

Yes, women were just to be used.

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Susannah Augustine

I licked up the last of Mistress Sable’s pussy juices.

“You better not have ruined my dungeon,” muttered Sable, releasing me.

I shuddered, my big tits jiggling, the clothespins pinching my flesh aching. I loved that pain. I shuddered at them, my boobs feeling so heavy with the wooden devices weighing on them. More pinched my skin.

“Damn,” my brother-husband said. “You just want to be used, don’t you, Susannah?”

“Yes!” I moaned, bending down and thrusting my ass into the air. “I do. I just want to be used!”

He chuckled and moved toward me, his cock bobbing before him. A shiver of heat rushed through me at that. He was going to fuck me. I knelt and thrust my rump into the air. I slapped my hands down on my butt-cheeks.

“Use me, husband!” I moaned. “I’m your submissive wife.”

“Fucking whore,” muttered Sable, still angry.

“Oh, I know what will make you feel better,” cooed Moira. “Come eat my pussy. I know how much you love feasting on my cunt. It’s such a yummy cunt for you to munch. I know you love me. We’re going to be married.”

“I don’t love you,” Sable muttered.

“Liar,” Moira cooed. I heard the smacking of lips. They were kissing. Sable did love Moira. It was such a beautiful thing for Mistress to become my Mistress-in-law.

My brother-husband slapped his cock down on my rump.

I shuddered as he pressed his cock into my butt-crack. He slid down and down to my asshole. My cunt clenched, juices soaking my bush. The clothespins pinched all over my body. A hundred points of glorious pain enhanced the pleasure of my husband’s cock sliding against my asshole.

He thrust against me. It felt so good to have him drilling against me. The taboo delight washed through me. My aching breasts swayed beneath me. I gloried in it all. This was the joy of being a submissive wife.

“I love you, Zach!” I gasped as my asshole surrendered.

His cock popped into my bowels.

I shuddered as he sank his dick into my asshole. It was just so glorious to have that mighty rod pushing and pushing on my asshole. He ventured deeper into my bowels. It was just a glorious moment to have that cock filling up my anal sheath.

I loved him stretching me out. It was just fantastic to have him all the way in me. I groaned as he slid to the hilt in my bowels. I shuddered beneath him. My eyes rolled back in my head. I groaned at the heat of this moment.

It was so good to have him filling up my bowels. I groaned with delight as he sank to the hilt in my anal sheath. His cock bottomed out in me. It was just so amazing to have him all the way in me. It was an incredible rush.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s good!”

He pumped away at my anal sheath. He fucked my bowels good and hard. It was just wonderful to have him thrusting away like that. He pounded my bowels with all that he had. I groaned, savoring him thrusting away at me.

He churned me up with his mighty cock. He fucked me so hard. So fast. He plowed deep into my bowels. It was glorious to have him thrusting away at me. I whimpered, reveling in that mighty dock fucking my anal sheath with all that he had.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he groaned. “That’s so good.”

“So good,” I whimpered, savoring that big dick fucking me. “Oh, you’re driving me wild!”

My boobs swayed, the clothespins pinching me. My orgasm built and built as he hammered my asshole. He fucked me with that mighty dick. He pounded my anal sheath with all that he had. I loved it. I savored it so much.

“Zach!” I gasped.

“Shit,” he growled, slamming into me.

The heat built and built in my asshole. The temperature swelled in my nethers, bringing me closer and closer to cumming. I loved this moment. It felt so good to have his big dick fucking me. I loved how he hammered me with his thick rod.

He fucked me hard and fast. He slammed to the hilt in my flesh. It was so good. I shuddered, savoring the way he plowed into me. My orgasm threatened to burst in me. My eyes rolled back in my head.

“Oh, Zach!” I whimpered. “Zach, yes!”

He buried into me.

I climaxed.

My asshole spasmed around his cock. He grunted, savoring the heat of my anal sheath rippling around him. I loved that delight. It was so good to have all that bliss washing through me. I groaned, enjoying every last second of this ecstasy. It was an incredible moment. He slammed to the hilt in my bowels and snarled his pleasure.

“Fucking whore!” he roared and erupted.

He pumped his cum into my asshole.

He filled me up with his jizz. It was just a glorious moment to have that cum spurting over and over into my bowels. I trembled, loving that heat flooding my bowels. It was a glorious treat. Just outstanding.

“Yes!” he roared and dumped his cum into my bowels.

My rapture swept through my body. I shuddered, my anal sheath milking his cock. I worked out all that cum. It was just so glorious to have the jizz spurting into me. He flooded me with every drop of his jizz. I groaned, my anal sheath milking his cock.

“Yes!” he growled. “My fucking whore! My cum-dumpster wife!”

“I love you, Zach!” I howled, saving those words as I milked his cock.

The pleasure washed through me as I worked out every drop of cum that he had in him. He grunted and pumped all the spunk into my pussy. It was just wonderful. I heard Moira gasping in the background, cumming on Sable’s lips as I savored this moment.

“Damn,” Zach groaned. “I’d be you let me fuck your cunt with my dirty dick!”

I shuddered at the thought. It was so filthy. So nasty. My asshole clamped down on his cock as I squealed out, “I’m your wife, Zach! Use me!”

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

“What did I tell you,” Nisha said.

She was right. Susannah was a complete whore.

I ripped my cock out of her asshole and slid it down to her cunt. I nuzzled it through her blonde bush. She moaned, her body quivering. The clothespins lined her sides. They jiggled, pinching her skin. I found the folds of her pristine pussy.

I thrust my dirty cock into my wife’s cunt.

Her silky snatch squeezed down on me, buffing my dick clean of her ass.

“Yes!” she moaned in abject delight. “Oh, yes, yes, I love you, Zach. Use me how you wish!”

“I will,” I grunted and savored her cunt in me.

Nisha licked her lips, looking so happy. She sat down on my wife’s back and put her arm around my neck. She pulled me down to her nipple. I latched onto her and suckled from my thought form. Her breast milk flooded my mouth.

I gulped down the sweet treat as my cock throbbed in my wife’s silky snatch. She wiggled her hips, stirring her snatch around my dick. She polished my pole with her juicy pussy. I savored that dedication as I suckled on the breast milk in my mouth.

I drew back my cock. I loved that hot cunt gripping my cock. It was so good to have her massaging me like that. I groaned, slamming back into her pussy. I buried deep and hard into her twat. It was so good to fuck her like that.

I pumped away at her. I fucked her with passion. I thrust into her pussy again and again. It was glorious to fuck her hard like that. I thrust into her again and again. I buried into her hot twat. She whimpered, gripping my dick.

“Mmm, just drink your fill,” Nisha cooed as I suckled down her creamy delight.

I loved her breast milk, the flavor so sweet.

Susannah gripped my dirty dick tight with her slutty pussy. She massaged me with that silky snatch. I buried into her cunt again and again. I hammered her with force. It was so good to fuck her like that. I gulped down more breast milk savoring it.

I pounded her hard and fast. I thrust into her flesh using her with all that I had. It was good. So good. My cock ached as I pounded her snatch with all that I had. I moaned around Nisha’s nipple, her creamy delight warming my belly.

“Oh, that’s it!” she moaned. “That’s so good! Ooh, churn me up! Let my pussy buff you clean.

“You are drinking my essence,” she said. “Mmm, yes, yes, this is the fulfillment of your offering so seed in the back of Officer Mindy’s cop car.”

That had been on my way to see Charles after the explosion.

“That offering will blossom today!” Nisha moaned. “With the rite! It’s almost ready.”

I loved hearing that.

I swallowed more of the milk, feeling it strengthening me as I fucked my wife’s cunt. I couldn’t believe my thought form could give me real nourishment. I slammed into that hot cunt. I buried into Susannah’s silky snatch.

It was an incredible rush.

I pounded her cunt hard and fast. It was so good to plow into her. She squeezed her cunt down on my dick. It was magnificent to have that delight gripping my cock. I savored it so much. I slammed into Susannah’s cunt.

Susannah felt so open. She would do anything for me.

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Nisha

Such submission. Such submission. Such pure love.

I reached for it.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I was so close to erupting into Susannah’s cunt. I gulped down that breast milk. I swallowed it all as my cock slammed into her snatch. She gripped me with her hot flesh. She brought me so close to cumming in her twat.

“Mmm, dump your load into her cunt and take your sister downstairs. It is time for true power.” Nisha smiled at me. “Time for you to seize your destiny!”

I groaned my agreement and fucked my sister-wife’s pussy hard.

“Pound that worthless slut! Use her cunt. Rid yourself of love. It’s poison. Just lust. Power.”

I slammed hard into Susannah’s cunt. I buried my love for her. Nisha was right. Susannah was so worthless she let me fuck her pussy with my dirty cock. I didn’t need a creature so pathetic. She was just a thing.

A puppet.

I would keep her happy to use her in public.

And in private.

Nisha laughed in delight as I gulped down her breast milk. I slammed into my wife’s pussy, the need to cum building and building in my nuts. I hurtled toward that moment. I was so close to it. Her pussy felt so amazing.

Women were just things to be used.

“Zach!” my wife gasped and came on my cock.

Her pussy writhed around my dick, sucking at me.

I groaned, savoring that delight. I ripped my mouth off Nisha’s nipple and snarled, “My pussy!”
“YOURS!” she howled.

I erupted.

I felt my cum spurting out of me. For a moment, a wave of loss swept over me. I groaned, savoring every blast of cum that flooded my wife’s pussy. I pumped her full of my jizz. Nisha grinned at me. I groaned through the delight.

It was just amazing. Fantastic.

I grunted, dumping more and more blasts of cum into her pussy. It was incredible. Her pussy writhed around my cock, buffing me fully clean. I savored the ecstasy shooting through me. Stars flashed across my vision.

I dumped my all into her cunt.

I filled her with everything that I had.

It was so good to do that to her. To fill her up with every spurt of cum that I had. I felt dizzy with the passion. I shuddered, sucking in deep breaths. Stars flashed across my vision. A wave of dizziness washed through me.

It was such a beautiful thing. Such a glorious delight to have that washing through me. I groaned at the heat sweeping through me. A big smile spread on my lips. It was time. Nisha’s eyes glowed with her excitement.

“Moira,” I said. “Let’s perform a rite.”

“Yay!” Moira squealed as I ripped my cock out of my sister-wife’s cunt.

Nisha nodded, such promise of power in her eyes. I rose to my feet, the cops still guarding the entrance. That was important. We must not be disturbed. I felt amazing as I left behind that worthless snatch and took my sister’s hand.

I led her down the stairs.

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Ashtaroth

What a trusting lamb.

I smiled and followed Zach and his sister. He was finally ready. Finally weakened. Finally broken. With this act, he would be fully mine.

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Mary Black

I sent pictures to the genie with my phone as I browsed the men’s store with the ghost of Eleanor.
The staff was keeping their distance after I told them I didn’t need their help. Unthaa would be able to make my son such handsome clothes. He would be striking in them. As I did, I pondered what to do about my son and the spirit in him.

I had to turn to Moira.

She was the one that I needed to speak with. I had to arrange a meeting with Moira away from my son. I needed… to go on a mother/daughter shopping trip. Yes, yes, that would do it. I took pictures of the last suit, making sure to get it from all angles.

Color. Pattern. Ties. All of that was ready.

“Well, Lizzie, let’s go,” I said and headed through the store. It was in the Northgate Mall, a multi-story structure in Seattle. We were on the top floor and our car was down in the parking garage.

“This way, Mistress,” Lizzie said, moving in front of me. She was wearing her maid’s uniform which definitely attracted some notice. I should have had her change before coming here.

We reached the elevator, Lizzie hitting the button. She hummed back and forth, rocking on her feet. The doors slid open. She jumped in and hit the button. Then she went still, her face calm. I yawned and stepped inside.

The doors closed as I thought about Moira. The elevator slid down. I yawned and glanced at the buttons. Lizzie had pressed P2. I thought we had parked on P1. Our car and the cop following us would be there, right?

“Lizzie?” I asked. “Isn’t that the wrong floor?”

“No,” she said, her voice dead. She had a blank expression.

“Uh, Lizzie?” I asked, the elevator sliding past P1 and slowing to open on P2. “What’s wrong? You look out of it? Lizzie”

The elevator dinged and doors opened. Men in green jumpsuits, cops with heavy belts loaded with gear and shiny badges, were there. Before I could react, they grabbed me. I screamed as they yanked me out and twisted my arms behind my back. Cuffs were slapped on me.

“You are under arrest, Mary Black,” the man said and hauled me to a Pierce County Sheriff’s SUV, white with the county logo on the side.

Fear washed through me. What was going on?

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