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Chapter Nine

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I opened my eyes.

I was lying on the floor in Sable’s bedroom. Sobs came from the corner. Sable peered down at me, a hesitant look in her eye. Charles groaned as he sat up. I was in my body. I could feel Ashtaroth sulking in me. I had chained her. Stopped her with Charles’s help.

I groaned, feeling groggy. I pushed myself up. Cosette and Alanna, two of my maids, clung to each other, sobbing. They stared at me in horror. What had Ashtaroth done to them? Sable sighed in relief, straightening.

“You’re back,” she said.

“Yeah,” I said. “She’s chained up. I—”

The memory of the dagger burying into Susannah’s chest shot through me. Panic launched me to my feet. Charles was standing up, too. In the doorway, Mr. and Mrs. Augustine watched on, concern on their faces. My brother was here in the flesh, not just in the spirit.

Fuck, I didn’t have time to deal with him.

“Watch him,” I snapped at Mrs. Augustine. “I’ll speak with you later!”

“Don’t keep me waiting,” Charles said. “We have a lot to talk about.”

I nodded and pushed past him and the Augustines. I barreled down the hallway, passing several of the cops. They stared at me and gasped in relief. That bitch had terrorized them, hadn’t she? Anger boiled in me as I hurtled down the stairs. I rounded them and rushed to the basement.

My heart was in my chest as I reached the basement, the padding floor pulled away to concert, a magical dome in the center around the circle I made to… to… sacrifice my unborn child in Moira’s belly. I was willing to do it for power. Shame burned through me.

My own fucking son. What the hell was wrong with me?

Susannah stopped me. Now she died. Moira stared up at me through the barrier, her hands over the wound. Blood was everywhere in there. I had to save her. The barrier dropped. Tears dripped down Moira’s face.

“I can’t save her,” she said. “She’ll be dead before I can cast the spells.”

“No,” I croaked and moved to her. “You’d have to call on a supernatural force.”

“A god. A demon. Yes!” Moira shook her head. “It takes time to perform the rites to summon them, and there has to be a sacrifice of something.”

“Ashtaroth,” said my thought form. Nisha—the real one—was standing by my side again. Ashtaroth had imitated her perfectly.

I shook my head.

“You have a goddess in you. Or a demon masquerading as one.” Nisha arched an eyebrow. “She has the power, and you do not have to summon her. She is your slave.”

I glanced down at Susannah’s pale face. Her blonde hair spilled out around her. I killed her. I have to save her. I had to gamble. This was my Nisha. My thought form. In some ways, she was an extension of me. She knew things that sometimes even I didn’t know.

So I gripped the chain in my soul connecting to that demonic bitch. With a growl, I ripped Ashtaroth out of me. She appeared, a shadowy version of herself, busty and cruel, but not her haughtiness. She stood shoulders slumped, her eyes downcast.

She had suffered a great upset. She was no longer in charge of my soul. I knew that she wanted that so much. I could feel her bristling with it, but she was chained to me. She was my slave. There was no way for her to escape what I had done to her.

“I own you,” I growled at her.

“You do,” Moira said in awe. She could see this apparition. “You have her chained. She must obey you.”

“Mend her,” I growled.

Ashtaroth lifted her gaze. “I’ll have to possess her body for that, Master. And I’ll need a payment.”

“You are not being released,” I said. Even if it cost me Susannah, I could not let this creature free. It hurt so much to say that.

“Fuck her while I possess her,” purred Ashtaroth. “I want to feel your cock pounding my pussy, my Lord. That’s my price. It must be paid. I cannot do anything for free.”

“Done,” I said and leaned down to Susannah. I nuzzled into her ear and said, “I am sending Ashtaroth to save you. Do not fight her.”

Ashtaroth dove into her body. I drew in a deep breath, wondering how this viper would betray me.

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Susannah Augustine

I was at peace. I had saved Zach, and now I was slipping away into darkness.

“I am sending Ashtaroth to save you,” whispered through the peaceful black.

Zach?

“Do not fight her?”

A presence filled me. An entity full of cruelty and hatred. I shuddered at her touch. I wanted to fight her. She was seizing control of my dying body. I did not fight her. I did not resist her. I let her grab me for Zach

I was his submissive wife. If he wanted this, then I would obey him. I would carry out his will.

I trusted Zach. Something good would come of this.

Then I wasn’t alone. Ashtaroth was before me. She stared down at me. I trembled. Would she hurt me? But, no, I felt her energy flowing out into my body. She owned it temporarily, and that gave her power over it. She would mend me.

“Thank you, Zach,” I whispered.

“I am the one saving you,” muttered Ashtaroth as she leaned down to me.

“At his command,” I said, so happy. My confidence in my Lord was at an all-time high.

“Yes, yes,” Ashtaroth said, waving her hand. She leaned down to me. “I need you to not resist me. I need you to be one-hundred-percent compliant.”

“I am,” I promised.

“To do so…” She pressed her voluptuous figure on mine, our large breasts piling together. I shuddered at how cold she was. She seemed to drinking in the heat of my soul I quivered as she nuzzled her nose against mine. “We must be united.”

She kissed me.

I groaned as our lips melted together. Her chill and my heat mixed to make this… exotic. I shuddered, my nipples brushing her icy nubs. Pleasure shot through my soul and through my body. I felt my wounds beginning to heal.

I would survive.

Our tongues danced together as she pressed her pussy against mine. I was pierced in my soul, too. Her nub ground on against my clit ring. We were tribbing. I shuddered as her chilly body made me feel so delicious.

I whimpered into her mouth. I kissed her with passion. I danced my tongue around in her mouth. It was so much fun to make out with her like this. She ground against me. It was just wild to have all this pleasure sweeping through me.

I groaned, making out with her with such wantonness.

I broke the kiss with her and groaned, “You are truly saving me.”

“I am your husband’s slave.” The bitterness filled her expression. “I must.”

I could see the hatred, the venom, in her soul. She would try to poison Zach from the inside. She would work to destroy him. That was so clear. He would have to be strong. Vigilant. He knew about her now. She could not masquerade as the angel Nisha.

“Mmm, yes, yes, I will save you,” she purred and turned on me.

In moments, she was settling into a sixty-nine. Her pussy hovered over me. This sweet aroma filled my nose. She smiled so much like me. That was strange to think. Still, I buried my face into her cunt and licked at her.

I lapped at her with hunger. She groaned as I did that. My tongue flicked around in her twat. I loved feasting on her. I savored lapping at her with everything that I had. She groaned, squirming beneath me. My tongue buried into her pussy.

It was just so good to feast on her like this. I licked and lapped at her with everything that I had. I tongued her cold pussy as she lapped at mine. I shuddered as her icy tongue stroked through my hot folds. A shiver ran through me.

I trembled, my toes curling.

She plunged her tongue into my pussy. She swirled around in me. I loved her doing that to me. I whimpered into her cunt, lapping up her sweet cream. She tasted so much like me. I devoured the demon’s cunt.

She feasted on my twat.

My hot pussy clenched about her probing tongue. I buried into her icy depths, licking at her frigid pussy. I trembled beneath her. I loved the feel of her on me. It was just a rush. She squirmed, smearing her hot flesh on my face.

My fingers kneaded her. I gripped her rump, holding her to my face as she licked me. Every stroke of her tongue through my folds brought us closer to our climax. My body slowly healed, but the pace increased.

As we neared our climax, so did the strength of her healing.

I found her clit and suckled on her. Ashtaroth did the same to mine. We nibbled on each other. It was just wild to do that. I loved licking at her clit. I tongued her bud with passion. It was just a glorious rush to feast on her like this.

I groaned, lapping at her with everything that I had. I shuddered, savoring this moment. I buried my tongue into her pussy and swirled around in her.

She whimpered as I did that. She moaned as I licked at her with all the passion I possessed. I flicked my tongue around in her cunt. I loved devouring her like this. It was just a wonderful thrill. I suckled on her clit.

I nibbled on her bud.

She stroked her tongue over mine.

That icy stroke sent shivers through me. I whimpered, hurtling toward that moment when I would cum. I would have a huge climax. It would be an incredible thrill to just burst like that. I wanted to explode. I craved it so much.

I suckled on her bud. I nursed on her with all my might. She groaned as I did that. I flicked my tongue around in her cunt. I feasted on her with such delight. She groaned as I did that. It was wild to do this to her.

“Oh, oh,” I whispered as she suckled on my clit. Her icy lips nibbled on it. “Yes!”

I came.

My pussy juices bathed her face as my body trembled. I felt the healing surging through me. My heart pounded in my chest. I was so alive. I moaned around her bud as she lapped up my juices. Her soul quivered on mine.

The demon climaxed.

Her juices gushed out just as sweet as I was. I bathed in her icy passion. I licked up her cream, united with her. I trembled through my orgasm as she squirmed on mine. Our boobs rubbed into each other’s stomachs, nipples throbbing.

What a delight that added.

A wonderful thrill.

I shuddered through every second of this. It was just a beautiful thing. A glorious moment. I groaned, spasming through my passion. I would live. Zach was saved, and I would be his wife. I would be at my brother-husband’s side.

“Yes!” I squealed in abject joy as my orgasm peaked in me. “Yes, yes, yes!”

“Mmm,” purred Ashtaroth before her soul melted away from me. She still possessed my body. I felt myself stirring.

I wasn’t in control.

Panic almost shot through me, but… Zach told me to accept his. Not to fight. I trusted him. I pushed down the fear and surrendered to the demon’s control. I felt her open my eyes. I could see Zach staring down at me with joy in his dark depths. Moira was beside me, her eyes puffy with tears.

“Now for my payment,” purred Ashtaroth through my body. “Make love to me.”

“On your hands and knees,” growled Zach. “I don’t want to see you in Susannah’s face, demon.”

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

The demon laughed through Susannah’s body. There was still blood on her tit and belly. She didn’t care. She rolled over onto her hands and knees. Moira held her stomach, her baby bump showing. I had almost killed her son.

That shame filled me.

“Mmm, fuck me so hard,” cooed Ashtaroth. I could tell it was the demon even through Susannah’s dulcet tones. The intonation was off. Wrong. She arched her back in a feline way before wiggling her hips. “Pound me. Give me that orgasm. That seed.”

Cosette came down the stairs holding a bucket of soapy water. Moira rushed over to wash her hands. The maid had tear stains on her face, but she smiled at me. I could remember the words Ashtaroth had said now. They came back to me.

I growled in anger and gripped Susannah by the hips. The demon possessing her purred with abject delight. I pressed my cock against my sister-wife’s shaved pussy. Her sweet cream filled the air with that wonderful scent.

I closed my eyes and breathed it in.

Susannah was alive.

It was hard not to smile. I hadn’t killed her. How the fuck could I ever make it up to her? She was my wife. My queen. My sister. I treated her like shit. Like a cum-dumpster. A thing to be used, and now…

I had to use her for Ashtaroth’s sake.

“Fucking demon,” I snarled and thrust.

I buried into her cunt. I field her pussy up with my cock. The demon moaned her delight, clamping her pussy down on my cock. I shuddered at the feel of her holding me like that. She felt incredible around my cock.

I gripped her hips and thrust away at her. I had to fuck her hard. I had to pound her cunt. God, it was glorious to be in Susannah’s cunt again. To feel her pussy around my dick. I closed my eyes and reveled in this moment.

This was still my wife’s cunt.

I hadn’t lost her.

I drew in a deep breath as she wiggled her hips, stirring her cunt around my cock. That warm and silky twat just begged me to fuck her. To pound her hard and fast. I drew back my hips. She groaned, clamping her pussy down on me.

I loved it. That felt so good. I plunged back into her twat. I fucked her with force, thrusting into her twat with all that I had. It was just a beautiful thing to fuck her like this. I pounded her with force, slamming into her.

“Yes!” Ashtaroth moaned through her voice. “Fuck my slutty cunt! Ooh, ooh, use me! I’m just your whore!”

“My slave, demon!” I growled and fucked her with force. I buried into her with all that I had, reveling in the way she clamped down on me. “Remember that!”

“Yes!” she groaned, wiggling her hips.

She stirred her cunt around my dick as I fucked into her. I buried deep and hard into her snatch. I thrust into her with everything that I had. It was glorious to thrust away at her. I grunted, fucking her with everything that I had.

My nuts slapped into her pierced clit. I buried into her with force, reveling in this. Her blonde hair tossed as her moans echoed through the room. Moira and Cosette watched on. I grinned at them as I fucked my sister-wife’s possessed cunt.

“Oh, yes, yes, that big dick!” moaned Ashtaroth. “Ooh, ooh, tame me with that cunt.”

I rolled my eyes. Nisha shook her head. I would not be seduced by Ashtaroth’s apparent compliance. I slammed into her cunt, fucking her hard and fast. I plowed into her again and again, savoring that pussy clamping down on me.

She held me tight with her flesh. I savored that hot cunt massaging me. I thrust away at her, wanting to just dump everything that I had into her snatch. I would flood her with all my spunk. She would squeal like a whore on me.

I loved that possibility. I grunted, fucking her cunt hard and fast. I buried into that pussy with all that I had. She squeezed down on me. She clamped her hot twat around my dick. I groaned, enjoying every inch of her pussy about me. I slammed into her with force. With passion.

“Ooh, oh, that feels so good!” moaned Ashtaroth. “I feel so alive! Yes, yes, pay me! Pay me for saving your whore!”

I wanted to spank her, but that would Susannah I would be hurting, so I abstained. I just gripped those hips and pounded that pussy faster. Harder. I churned her up, loving how that silky cunt clung to me, driving me to the brink.

Her passion echoed through the room. She wiggled her hips, making me feel so damned good. I groaned, rising toward that passion. I would have a huge climax. I could not wait to dump my load into her twat.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Ooh, just like that. Fuck me like a whore! I am such a slut! Ooh, I love it!”

“I know!” I groaned, hammering her. “Just a fucking whore, aren’t you?”

“Mmm-hmm,” she cooed, wiggling her hips from side to side. “That’s so good. Pound me! I need it so much!”

I grinned and fucked her hard. I pounded her with all that I had. It was just a delicious rush to do that. She clamped her twat down on me. She held me tight with that hot cunt. I groaned, burying into her over and over again.

My nuts tightened with the need to cum in her. She tossed her head, clamping her pussy down on me. I groaned at that heat. It was just wild to have her massaging me like that. I rushed toward that moment of climax.

“Oh, yes, yes, fuck my whore-cunt!” squealed Ashtaroth as she came. “Flood me with your seed! Fill my juicy cunt up. Dump your load in me. I’m your fucktoy!”

Her pussy rippled around me. I shuddered, loving the feel of her pussy massaging me. The need to cum built and built at the tip of my cock. I slammed to the hilt in her and threw back my head. The rapture burst out of me.

I dumped my load into her pussy.

I grunted as I flooded her. I filled her up with my spunk. The pleasure slammed through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I groaned at the heat of this moment. It was just spectacular. I groaned through it. I loved that heat so much.

“Shit!” I groaned. “Oh, shit, yes!”

I flooded her with all my spunk. I dumped my load into her pussy. It was just incredible. The heat slammed into me. I spurted over and over into her pussy. I flooded her with all that I had. I loved every second of erupting into her cunt.

Her pussy massaged me. She convulsed around me, milking my dick. I flooded her with all that I had. She gasped as I filled her twat to the brim with my jizz. I fed the demon her price, pumping my wife’s twat with my cum.

“Yes!” gasped the demon, her pussy rippling around me. “That’s it! That’s so good!”

I spurted that last blast of cum into her pussy. I hit the peak of my orgasm.

“Oh, yes, yes, you used—”

I yanked the demon out of Susannah’s body before she could complete her sentence. My wife gasped and shook her head, her pussy still rippling around me. She gasped in delight, spinning around. She threw her arms around my neck.

“Zach!” She squeezed so tight, burying her face into the nape of my neck. “You’re alive! I helped save you!”

“Yeah,” I said, my arms tightening around her. The guilt crushed down on me. My throat choked up with the words I needed to say to Susannah. She was sobbing with joy, kissing my neck. She moved up to my chin. “You saved me.”

I glanced at Moira. She took Cosette’s hand and led her out, leaving us alone. The steps creaked beneath their feet before the basement door closed behind them. I stroked Susannah as her lips found mine.

She kissed me, only…

I pulled away.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, her blue eyes brimming with concern.

“I’m so, so, so sorry for treating you like shit,” I said. “For using you. For abusing you. I was listening to that damn demon. She wanted me to harden my heart. Be strong so you can’t be used against me, and…”

“But I loved it,” she said. “I am your fucktoy, Zach. The piercings. The spankings. Having you cum on my face like I’m a dirty whore. It makes me so wet. Don’t ever stop using me. I’m your wife. I want to be dripping in your cum.”

“But—” I said.

“Hush,” she said. “I don’t want to hear this. You don’t have to apologize to me.”

“I fucking nearly killed you,” I gasped.

“But you didn’t.” She smiled. “You saved me. You showed your true self.”

“My true self was about to sacrifice my unborn child for power. If you hadn’t jumped in the way, I would have.”

“And I’m glad I stopped you,” she said. “You were being tricked by that demon. Poisoned by her. You ruined her plans so much, she tried to possess you. Now look at it. All backfired. You’re alive. Your son’s alive. I’m alive. So don’t put yourself down. Don’t you dare spiral! And don’t you dare stop spanking my ass until I can’t sit down for a week?”

“Susannah—”

She kissed me.

Susannah spins around.

Chapter Ten

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Her tongue thrust into my mouth. I groaned as she wiggled it around in me. She was kissing me with passion. With such eagerness. I groaned at that. Her tongue wiggled about in me. I loved it so much. She drove me wild as she did that.

I shuddered, making out with her. My hands gripped her rump. I held her ass as she moaned into my lips. I trembled, enjoying what she did to me. This was… delicious. She was delicious. Just a wonderful thing to enjoy.

She broke the kiss with me. “You are a great man, Zach, and great men should never apologize.”

“Shouldn’t we?”

She shook her head. “You are going to have to hurt people, crush dreams, and break society to save it. To free it from the demons. So you have to be strong. What we’re about is more important than any of us, even you’re conscience. We’re doing the right thing. You have Nisha back. The true one? The angel is here to guide you.”

“She’s not—”

“She is even if you don’t believe it.” Susannah rubbed her nose against me. “Now spank me, fuck me in the ass, and treat me like your whore-wife. I need to be used by you.”

“Fuck, what happened to you?” I asked.

“Why, I was free to be a sinful woman,” she said and turned around. “To be depraved and lustful and not worry about the consequences.” She spun around and wiggled her ass at me. My cum ran down her legs, her clit piercing dripping in my pearly jizz. “Mmm, don’t you want to spank this ass so much? I know you love it.”

“Fuck, Susannah,” I groaned, staring at her.

“Eventually,” she cooed, “but you have to spank your wife. She’s a horny, wanton, depraved whore that needs to be used.”

I could not believe Susannah had become this. It made me so hard. I moved to the wall and found one of the paddles. We had left the cork boards in place with the various BDSM implements on them. I gripped one paddle, feeling its firmness in my hand.

I reached her and drew back.

“Mmm, spank me, Zach!” she moaned. “Spank your sister-slut-wife!”

I swung.

CRACK!

Her entire body rocked forward. A bright, red welt blossomed across her butt-cheeks. Her heavy tits swayed beneath her, her nipple rings shining on them. She moaned in such a delicious way that made my dick throb harder.

“Yes!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, thank you, Zach. I love you!”

“I love you,” I said. How could she be so forgiving?

“Because she truly loves you and understands you were tricked,” Nisha said.

I glanced at her, shaking my head. Susannah still thought she was an angel.

“What if I am an angel?” Nisha asked, smirking.

What a teasing thought form. I’d have to fuck her later.

“Yes,” she agreed as I swung again.

CRACK!

“Oh, yes, yes, Zach!” squealed my sister-wife. “Ooh, ooh, that burns perfectly. I love it! Spank me again!”

CRACK!

“Yes!” she howled, her back arching and tits slapping together. She moaned in this throaty, satisfied way. “That hurts so beautifully.”

My cock throbbed. “You are fucked up, Susannah!”

“So is our family,” she said. “We’re broken by our father. He must be stopped.”

I nodded and swung.

CRACK!

She squeaked at the pain, her ass glowing red bright red. I threw down the paddle.

“No, no, don’t stop,” she moaned as I moved behind her.

“Sorry,” I said. “I just have to fuck that ass. I’m too horny. I need to be in my sister’s incestuous anal sheath.”

She smiled at me. “Will you pull my nipple rings while you do it?”

“God, yes,” I said.

“I love you, Zach!”

Her words made me feel so much better. I had almost ruined our family. I don’t know how I would ever apologize to my unborn son or to Moira, but I had Susannah’s forgiveness. I moved behind my wife and pressed my cock into her butt-crack.

Dipping in her pussy cream, I slid my cock down to her anal ring. I found that wonderful asshole. I gripped her hips and drilled against her. She gasped out in delight as I did that. Her anal ring widened to take me. It felt so glorious. I loved her widening and widening until…

I popped into her bowels.

“Yes!” she gasped, her entire body quaking. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so good. You know that. You’re making my asshole feel amazing. Zach!”

“Susannah,” I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her bowels. “Damn, that’s good. That’s so good!”

I bottomed out in her velvety hole, my crotch rubbing into her well-spanked ass. I slid my hands up her body and found her breasts. I slid down those big, soft mounds to her fat, pierced nipples. I gripped her rings.

I tugged on them.

She squealed in delight, her bowels clamping down on my cock. She tossed her head, sounding so happy as I abused her nubs. I twisted the rings back and forth, smiling at how she shuddered. Her hips wiggled, stirring her asshole around my cock.

I could just enjoy this, but I had to fuck her asshole hard. I had to pound her with all that I had. It would be so glorious to bury into her again and again. She purred in delight as I drew back my cock. Her bowels clamped down on me.

I groaned in delight and slammed back into her bowels. I fucked her anal sheath with all that I had. It was just so hot to pound her like this. I hammered her with force. She purred in delight as I did that. I hammered her with such passion.

“Ooh, ooh, fuck me so hard!” squealed my sister-wife, her incestuous bowels massaging my dick. “Pound me! Use me! Abuse me!”

“Yes!” I growled, twisting her nipple rings.

Her head tossed as I pounded her bowels. My crotch smacked into her well-fucked butt-cheeks again and again. I twisted and twerked her nipples. She gasped out in delight. I could tell how much she loved what I did to her.

Her anal sheath gripped me with passion. I grunted, fucking to the hilt in her again and again. I buried deep and hard into her bowels. She whimpered, her asshole wiggling back and forth. I grunted, fucking her with passion.

With force.

“Yes, yes, I love you, Zach!” she howled.

I believed her.

It was incredible to fuck her bowels hard and fast. I slammed into her asshole, savoring her bowels around me. My nuts tightened as they slapped into her taint. I tugged on her nipple piercings. I twisted them. She squealed with her wanton delight.

I enjoyed every second of fucking her. I pounded her with all that I had. It was so good to bury into her anal sheath. I thrust deep and hard into her. She squeezed down on me. I groaned, enjoying that passion. She felt incredible around me.

Just outstanding.

I grunted, fucking her bowels with force. I slammed into her anal sheath again and again. I fucked into her bowels with such force. She gasped out in delight, her reddened butt-cheeks jiggling from my hard thrusts.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she squealed, her asshole clamping down on me. “Fuck my asshole, Zach! Fuck your slutty wife’s tight cum-dump asshole! Your cum belongs in me!”

“Yes!” I growled in response. “That’s fucking right.”

“Why?” she moaned as I tugged on her nipple rings.

“Because you’re my slut-wife! My sister-whore!” I pumped away at her. “I own you.”

“You own me, Zach!” she moaned. “Lewis Zachary Black, you own me!”

I slammed to the hilt in her bowels. I buried into her bowels. I hammered her hard and fast. She squeezed her anal sheath down on me. It was glorious. I hurtled toward the moment when I would dump my load into her.

I would flood her with all my spunk. She needed to be filled with my jizz. I had to pump her full of my spunk. There was no getting around that. I loved this so much. I fucked her hard and fast while abusing her nipples.

She gasped out as I did that. I thrust into her anal sheath with a hard thrust. I buried into her with force. With jizz. It was so good to fuck into her bowels. I buried into her anal sheath with force. I reveled in that wonderful delight.

She groaned, wiggling her hips from side to side. She stirred her hot flesh around me. I groaned, savoring that delight. I fucked her with all the passion that I had. It was an incredible rush to slam into her anal depths.

“Fuck!” I grunted.

“Zach!” she moaned. “I’m yours!”

Her asshole spasmed around my cock.

I gloried in her bowels spasming around my thrusting dick. My heavy nuts slapped into her taint. I yanked down hard on her nipple rings. She squealed, cumming even harder. Her bowels suckled at me with such passion.
I plowed to the hilt in her and erupted.

My cum flooded her bowels. I enjoyed that delight so much. It was just an incredible rush to have her asshole convulsing around my dick. She suckled at me with the heat of her bowels. It was an incredible rush to have her suckling at me.

I spilled my load into her. I used her with passion. I groaned, enjoying the way she spasmed around me. I grunted, dumping the last of my cum into her bowels. She quivered as I did that. Her hips wiggled from side to side as I panted.

“Mmm, Zach,” she groaned. “Now your cock’s all dirty.”

“Suck it clean, wife,” I growled.

“Wife!” she moaned in delight and crawled forward.

I shuddered as she popped off my cock. She turned around to face me, her eyes sparkling with her delight. She licked her lips, so hungry for dirty dick. Her big boobs swayed, her nipples looking redder than usual, her nipple rings gleaming.

With a groan, she engulfed my cock.

“Fuck,” I groaned as she suckled on me.

She flicked her tongue around my dirty rod. She polished my pole with that hot mouth. I shuddered, savoring her sliding her mouth up and down my dick. I groaned, my nuts twitching. I breathed in that wonderful moment.

She felt incredible as she slid her lips up and down my cock. She moaned around my dick, her passion humming around me. I sucked in a deep breath. A shiver ran through me. I glanced over at Nisha.

She smiled at me.

“That’s it, wife,” I growled. “Use that worthless mouth to suck my dick clean.”

My wife squealed around my cock and suckled even harder.

“That’s right, just a dirty little cock-sucking whore,” I growled. “Suck your ass off my dick. Clean me with that slutty tongue. Shit, that’s it. I’m going to cum on your face.”

She moaned and nursed so hard on me, her cheeks hollowing. She was such a broken thing to love this, but if this was what my wife craved, I would give it to her. I would enjoy her suckling on my dick. It was just incredible to have her working that hot mouth up and down my dick.

I suckled in a deep breath, reveling in this delight. She moaned around my cock. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was just wonderful. I smiled from ear to ear as she worked her mouth up and down my cock.

I was in heaven.

“That’s it,” I groaned, my nuts twitching.

She winked at me.

“Wife, you are sucking me clean with that whore-mouth!”

She worked her lips up and down my cock. She took more and more of me until I hit the back of her throat. I smiled as she deep-throated my dick. I groaned as she slid her mouth down that wonderful shaft. It felt amazing to have her doing that. She took more and more of my cock.

She hummed around my shaft as her tongue polished my pole. She worked all the way down to my bush. She had taken every inch of my rod. I loved having all that spunk in me. She purred around me as I stroked my fingers through her blonde hair.

She slid back up me. She worked her mouth up and up my cock.

“That’s it,” I groaned.

She purred around my cock as she climbed higher and higher, her vocal cords massaging the tip. I popped out of her gullet and into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around my cock. It just felt so good. I loved how amazing that was.

She suckled happily on my cock. I groaned, savoring the way that she loved my dick. She suckled with passion on me. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful delight. It was so amazing to have her suckling on my cock.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “I’m going to paint your face in cum.”

She suckled on my cock, her blue eyes shining with joy.

“I know, I know,” I growled. “You want me to cum all over that face. Just keep sucking.”

She did. She worked her mouth up and down on my cock, her tongue dancing. It wouldn’t be long before I erupted. I could not hold back much longer. She just felt so good. Her reddened butt-cheeks clenched hard.

She squeezed my cum out of her butt-crack. Some ran across her reddened asscheek.

“Fuck,” I groaned as she nursed on me, the need to cum hurtling toward the bursting point. “You’re almost there.”

She winked at me and suckled with all her might on me. I groaned, savoring the way her tongue flicked around me. She wiggled her hips, slurping on my dick with all her might. Her tongue stroked over the crown.

“Fuck!” I roared.

She ripped her mouth off my dick and fisted my cock, squealing, “Cum on my face! Jizz all over me! I need it!”

“Yes, you do, whore!” I roared and erupted.

I spurted my cum across my wife’s face.

I grunted with each blast of my cum that shot from my cock. It was incredible to dump my load over her. The heat slammed through me. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful moment. I painted her face with all my spunk.

She caught my jizz on her pink tongue, moaning as she did.

“Fuck,” I groaned at the naughty sight.

I splattered her features with my jizz. I coated her with blast after blast of cum, the heat slamming through me. It was such a heady moment to flood her with my spunk. Her hand fisted my cock. She leaned forward, catching the last blasts in her mouth.

“Wife,” I panted.

“Mmm,” she moaned, staring up at me with a mask of cum, her eyes shining. “You’re back to normal.”

“Yeah,” I said, glancing at Nisha. “Now I have to deal with my brother.”

“He saved you,” she said. “And, well, I made a deal with him on your behalf.”

“Which is?” I asked.

“He has your mother.”

“Fuck, that was true?” My soul went cold. “Yes, yes, I remember Ashtaroth gave an ultimatum.”

“Your mother is pregnant with his mother,” said Susannah. “I don’t get it, but his mother’s soul went into your unborn daughter. That’s all he wants. He just wants to hang onto your mother until then. I promised him he could.”

Anger boiled in me. “That’s not happening.”

“That’s why he helped,” I said. “You have to honor it. I made it as your wife.” She stared up at me, her face a mask of cum. “I am your wife, right? I can speak for you when you’re incapacitated.”

“Yes,” I growled, “but he has my mother. I…” I drew in a deep breath. “Fuck, I have to talk to him.”

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Moira Black

Sable was waiting at the top of the stairs. I threw my arms around her and said, “She’s alive. Your favorite sex slave is alive.”

She sighed and clung to me.

Sable.

Miss Ice Queen Bitch herself, winner of the Ice Queen Bitch of the Universe Contest, clung to me. She held me so tight. I rested my head on her shoulders and held her. I stroked my hands up and down her back.

This was so strange but wonderful.

I mean, she was my girlfriend.

I think she even loved me.

“Mmm, it’s okay,” I cooed, relishing in it. “Zach’s back in control. The demon’s chained. Susannah’s healed.”

“He’s back,” she said, her body quaking. “That creature… I thought I was cruel. I was hard. I… I… I would never have done that to Cosette and Alanna. I would… I want to throw up.”

“Shhh,” I said. “It’s okay. Your loving girlfriend is here.”

She stiffened.

“I’ll make it all go away.”

Moira pushed away from me and glared at me.

I smirked back at her. “What? You needed comfort, and I was here to give it to you.”

“I never need comfort.”

“Then what was that?” I asked.

“Your imagination.” Her lip curled back. “Now that Zach is back to himself, things can go back to normal.”

“So you don’t want him to spank that cute ass any longer.”

“I hated it,” Sable said.

“Mmm, do you want me to spank it?” I quivered. “I can make your bottom so red.”

“Why is everything a joke to you?”

“Because you’re so serious.” I patted her cheek. “You need to lighten up. Undo that corset strangling your soul and have fun.”

She arched an eyebrow at me, her green eyes sparkling. “I could have fun with you. Mmm, would you like to be bound up and spanked?”

“Save that for Susannah,” I said.

“Mmm,” she said and glanced upstairs. There were several of the cops at the top. They looked on guard. “What?”

“Charles is here,” Sable said.

I blinked.

“And he has your mother.”

“What?” I gasped, my head shooting up. “Is he holding her hostage?”

“I don’t know, but he came here to save Zach. I don’t like it. He can get out of prison so easily. He rules there. He is a threat, and he has your mother.”

“Fuck,” I whispered.

Sable hugged me from behind as I trembled. She licked my ear. “Do you need the comfort now? Do you want to be weak and cry on my shoulder?”

I smiled. “Zach will get Mom back. Besides, this is wonderful!”

“That your mother is captured?”

“No, that you love me.”

She released me and hissed, “I don’t love you!”

“Do, too,” I called as she marched up the stairs, her rump shaking. “You tots love me, Sable.”

She flipped me off which only made me smile broader. That cutie was madly in love with me.

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